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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IV     July, 1923      No.7
+
+MASON'S FLAG
+
+by: Unknown
+
+In the charge to an Entered Apprentice each of us has been told:
+"In the state, you are to be a quiet and peaceful subject, true to 
+your government, and just to your country; you are not to countenance 
+disloyalty or rebellion, but patiently submit to the legal authority, 
+and conform with cheerfulness to the government of the country in 
+which you live."
+
+The second, third and fourth charges, to which all Masters must 
+assent before being permitted to assume the Oriental Chair, are as 
+follows:
+
+"You agree to be a peaceable citizen, and cheerfully to conform to 
+the laws of the country in which you reside."
+
+"You promise not to be concerned in plots and conspiracies against 
+government, but patiently to submit to the law and constituted 
+authorities."
+
+"You agree to pay a proper respect to the civil magistrates; to work 
+diligently, live creditably, and act honorably toward all men."
+In the ninth charge an elected Master agrees: "To promote the general 
+good of society, to cultivate the social virtues and propagate the 
+knowledge of the Mystic Arts."
+
+None who hear these charges need to be reminded of the assurances 
+given them prior to their first obligation, regarding the allegiance 
+all owe to their country.
+
+These matters are here rehearsed that all may recall that Masonry is, 
+actively and ritualistically, a supporter of established government; 
+those who wish further assurances may read all the Old Charges of a 
+Freemason for themselves, particularly the first; "Concerning God and 
+Religion" and second, "Of the Civil Magistrate, Supreme and 
+Subordinate."
+
+A good citizen is not necessarily a Mason, but no indifferent citizen 
+can possibly be a good Mason.  The unpatriotic Mason is an 
+impossibility, as much so as "Dry Water, or "Black Sunlight."
+One hundred and fifty years ago this month our forefathers declared 
+that inasmuch as all men are created free and equal, they and their 
+descendants shall always be free and independent.  they set up their 
+own government, these men who brought a new idea of government into 
+the world, and they fashioned that new idea of the very stuff from 
+which Masonry is made;  aye, they cut the cloth of the flag from the 
+garments of Freemasonry and with every stitch which put a star in its 
+field of blue, they sewed in a Masonic principle of "Right, 
+Toleration and Freedom of Conscience."  They declared against tyranny 
+and oppression, and they pledged their all - wealth, comfort, 
+position, happiness and life itself - to maintain and support this 
+revolutionary declaration that men are free and have a right to 
+govern themselves.  
+
+This is neither the time nor the place to read again the inspiring 
+story of the Revolutionary War, of the privations and problems of 
+those early days, of the power which was Washington and the fire 
+which was Jefferson.  But, in this, the anniversary month of the 
+birth of this nation, all Masons may well pause for a moment in their 
+busy lives to think of what Masonry teaches of citizenship and 
+patriotism.
+
+Ours is a government "of the people, by the people, and for the 
+people."  All have an equal share in it; one man's vote is as big and 
+as powerful as the vote of another.  But we do not always remember 
+that there is no right in all the world, whether having its origin in 
+God or in man, which does not bring with it a corresponding duty.  We 
+have, so we proclaim, the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of 
+happiness; therefore, we cannot escape the duty of seeing to it that 
+our fellowmen have the same right.  In 1776 we declared that we were 
+free and equal of right; we thereby assumed the duty of maintaining 
+that contention before all the world; the duty of fighting for what 
+we claimed, no matter whom the opponent might be.
+
+All battles are not fought with shot and shell, and not all opponents 
+of our idea of liberty wear the robes of George the Third.  We have a 
+never-ending conflict with the forces of indifference, of selfishness 
+and of ignorance; forces which are just as powerful and just as able 
+to destroy this nation and this government as the armed force of men 
+and guns which any nation or group of nations could bring against us.  
+It is against these that the good citizen must always be in arms, 
+these which the true Mason is always willing to fight and to conquer, 
+even if it be himself he must first meet in conflict.
+
+Any American citizen will resent with all the force of his being any 
+attempt at disenfranchisement.  His vote is own; his inalienable 
+right, guaranteed to him under the constitution, the very heart and 
+soul of his Americanism.  But the vote is not only a guaranteed and 
+inalienable right, it is a solemn duty.  If all have this right, and 
+none use it, there can be no government (of the people).  If all have 
+the right and only a minority use it, we have a government by the 
+minority of the majority.  Then what becomes of our boast that this 
+government is "By The People?"  The Mason who does not go to the 
+polls and register his voice, no matter how small a part of the world 
+it may be, not only gives up voluntarily the right for which hundreds 
+of thousands of patriots fought, bled and died for, but dodges his 
+solemn duty to the State in failing to live up to that Charge which 
+admonishes him to be "True To His Government and Just To His 
+Country."
+
+Injustice was the underlying reason, the foundation stone on which 
+all the other reasons rested, which caused men to rebel against the 
+English King, and declare themselves independent.  Taxation without 
+representation; the feeling that they were being exploited; that the 
+millions of subjects of the King, loyal and true to the ideals of the 
+Mother-Country as they knew themselves to be, were but pawns in a 
+game in which George the Third played with human destinies for purely 
+selfish reason; these were the bitter dregs of the cup held to the 
+lips of the colonists, which they could not swallow.
+
+Injustice, inhumanity, the exploitation of the weak by the strong, 
+the oppression of the helpless by authority, the enslavement of men's 
+bodies or their souls by force - these are anathema to Americans.  
+And so our legal structure, our courts and out ideals of justice are 
+all so arranged and used that every possible protection is thrown 
+about a man who must stand before his fellows, accused of wrong-
+doing, lest injustice be done.
+
+At the very root of our system of justice is the jury system.  But 
+what a mockery a "Jury of his Peers" often becomes!  When it is a 
+mockery, it is because we, who would fight to the death under a 
+waving Flag of Stars and Stripes rather than let an enemy have one 
+inch of our sacred soil, often turn away from the call to jury duty 
+and allow selfish pleasure, indifference and personal convenience to 
+keep us from doing our share in the administration of that justice, 
+to promote that for which this nation was born.
+
+A jury-serving citizen may not be a Mason, but no real Mason who 
+obeys the teachings of our great Fraternity will not let anything 
+less potent and important than his duty to his family cause him to 
+"Beg Off" from jury service, or try to dodge his share in the 
+administration of that justice which we proclaim is "For All."
+It is a proud Masonic boast that politics is not discussed in lodge 
+rooms, and that Masonry is not a power politically.  But the boast is 
+and should be true only when the word "Politics" and "Politically" 
+are used in the narrow, partisan sense.  Masons cannot be, in their 
+lodge rooms, "Republicans" or "Democrats."  But Masons can and should 
+take a most earnest interest in the political activities of the 
+nation as a whole and cast their votes and raise their voices for 
+those moments which are for the benefit of all.
+
+Particularly is this true of the public school system. 
+
+The "Little Red School House," which so well served the forefathers 
+of this nation, is rapidly passing; the consolidated school, the 
+better city and town schools with new and better methods of 
+transportation are taking its place.  But only the form of the 
+building and the quality of the teaching have changed; the underlying 
+idea is the same.  And for that idea Masons have always stood firm, 
+and must always stand four-square.
+
+Though our Declaration of Independence asserts that men (people) are 
+created free and equal, we know that no power of government can keep 
+them equal.  Different people, different minds; different people, 
+different characters.  All government can do and all it should do 
+towards preservation of equality is to assure equality of 
+opportunity.  And that is what the public school system does, 
+provides an equality of opportunity by which the high and the low, 
+the rich and the poor, the clever and the stupid, may have equal 
+chances to drink from the fountain of knowledge, equal chances to 
+become well informed men and women, equal opportunity to rise to the 
+top!
+
+With some of our greatest leaders coming from log cabins, no one in 
+all the world can say this nation does not practice what it preaches.  
+The highest gift in the hands of the nation can be and has been given 
+to a son of plain people, and will again.  That equality of 
+opportunity today has its beginnings in our public school systems.  
+The Mason who is not interested in those schools, whether or not his 
+children attend them, the Mason who is not alert to prevent 
+encroachments upon the system, which some organizations continually 
+attempt; the Mason who is not a self-constituted watch-dog of 
+juvenile freedom and the child's right to the best education that 
+State can provide, has little right to wear the Square and Compasses, 
+and none to answer "Well!" when in some far-off day a Great Judge 
+shall ask him, "How Did Ye With Your Obligation as a Freemason?"
+Over your head, and mine, waves the most beautiful Flag in all the 
+world.  Its red is the red of the blood shed by selfless men, for the 
+establishment and the preservation of the Union.  Its blue is the 
+blue of the sky, a symbol of limitless opportunity; the blue of Blue 
+Lodge Masonry, which first raised the flag aloft and whose hands have 
+held it high for one hundred and fifty years.  Its White Stars and 
+Stripes symbolize purity; the purity of aim, purity of ideals, purity 
+of intentions and purity of purpose to sacrifice for the common good.
+
+Let us keep the red unspotted; let us maintain the blue as loyally as 
+we maintain the sacred institution under whose letter "G" we meet 
+together; and let us, one and all, from the Worshipful Master in the 
+East, to the youngest entered Apprentice in the Northeast Corner of 
+the Lodge, keep the white unspotted, that the government "Of The 
+People, By The People and For The People Shall Not Perish From The 
+Earth!"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IV    August, 1926     No.8
+
+FREEDOM OF FAITH
+
+by: Unknown
+
+In America we are proud of the fact that the Church is separate from 
+the State, and justly so!  Our freedom of faith is our most precious 
+heritage, a thing of priceless worth.  Too often we take it for 
+granted, forgetting what it cost and to whom we are indebted for it.
+The right of each man to worship God in the way his heart loves best 
+is so in keeping with the idea and spirit of Masonry, so much a part 
+of its genius, that we need to celebrate it anew in the 150th year of 
+our National Life.  If for no other reason, because both directly and 
+indirectly, our Craft had much to do with it becoming a part of our 
+Constitution.
+
+Our fathers founded our Republic upon a new basis, reversing the 
+whole history of mankind.  Before that time a country without its 
+National Church with its Official Creed, was quite unknown.  But 
+America broke new ground, made a new adventure which must be 
+recognized, by far, the most important since the Reformation, and 
+even more far-reaching.  Such a thing was not done without 
+difficulty.
+
+Even in Colonial Times, Church and State were one.  In New England 
+the ideal was theocracy, a Church which included the State.  In the 
+South, if the State included the Church, they were none the less 
+united. Religious liberty was almost unknown, except by those who 
+defied the law and endured the persecution to enjoy it.
+
+Few realize that prior to the Revolution it was against the law not 
+to go to Church.  It was a crime not to Baptize a child in the 
+established Church.  It was a crime to bring a Quaker into the 
+colony, and there was a law on the statute books - though, happily 
+not enforce - that permitted the burning of heretics.  Witches had 
+been burned in New England; Quakers had been hung.  Everybody was 
+required to pay tithes to maintain the Church, and that regardless of 
+their religious affiliations.  Those who failed to do so were thrown 
+into prison.
+
+Smarting under these infringements on religious liberty, Jefferson 
+led, and Madison followed, in the fierce struggle to separate Church 
+and State.  To Jefferson, more than to any other man, we owe our 
+liberty of faith today.  The famous law which first forbade any 
+religious tests for public office was written by Jefferson, and its 
+principles were embodied in the first amendment to the National 
+Constitution.  The heart of that stature, couched in noble language, 
+is as follows:
+
+"We, the General Assembly of Virginia, do enact that no man shall be 
+compelled to frequent or support any religious worship, place, or 
+ministry whatsoever, nor shall he be enforced, restrained, molested, 
+or burdened in his body or goods, or shall he otherwise suffer on 
+account of his religious opinions or beliefs; but that all men shall 
+be free to profess, and by arguments, to maintain their opinions in 
+matters of religion; and that the same shall in no wise diminish, 
+enlarge, or effect their civic capacities."
+
+What seems a natural and inalienable right of man to us today, was a 
+daring demand in those days.  It is a curious fact that while 
+Jefferson did not differ widely in his religious views from Franklin, 
+Adams and even Washington; he was singled out for the most savage 
+attacks for his part in writing the above law, and pressing for its 
+passage in Virginia - and later, in the Nation.  Throughout his life 
+he was a target of bitter abuse, nor did it cease after his death.
+Even the casual reader of the newspapers and pamphlets of that day 
+knows how Jefferson was lampooned for his fight for liberty of faith.  
+He was called a "Skeptic," an "Infidel," an "Atheist" - names which 
+had terrifying meanings in those days - all because he demanded that 
+each man have the right to hold such religious faith as seemed to him 
+right and true and good.  So much our liberty of faith cost; against 
+such odds the spirit of tolerance had to make its way.
+
+The writings of Jefferson abound in allusions to his religious views, 
+which he made no effort to conceal.  They also show his familiarity 
+with the Bible, in which he surpassed any leading man of his time, 
+not excepting Franklin who was a student of it.  The ethics of Jesus 
+fascinated him.  During his first term in the White house he found 
+time to make a syllabus of the teachings of Jesus compared with the 
+moral codes of other religions, in which he made  a strong case for 
+the superiority of the ethics of Jesus.  In 1816 he wrote to his 
+friend Thompson of what he had been doing:
+
+"I have mad a wee little book, which I call the Philosophy of Jesus.  
+It is paradigm of his doctrines, made by cutting the texts out of the 
+book and arranging them on the pages of a blank book, in a certain 
+order of time and subject.  A more beautiful; and precious morsel of 
+ethics I have never seen.  It is a document in proof that I am a real 
+Christian, that is, a disciple of the doctrines of Jesus."
+
+Yet this was the man denounced as an "Atheist," and held up to scorn 
+as enemy of God and man, because he held that others had a right to 
+disagree with him and yet enjoy the honors of citizenship.  No wonder 
+he wrote his confession of faith in the word: "I have sworn upon the 
+Altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over 
+the mind of man."  Ignorance and intolerance were the two enemies 
+which he fought all his days, without truce.
+
+From Paris he wrote to George Wythe in 1786: "Preach, my dear sir, a 
+crusade against ignorance, establish and improve the law for 
+educating the people."  To that end he himself had founded the 
+University of Virginia, in which there were no religious tests for 
+professors or pupils.  Students of theology were invited to attend 
+and enjoy the lectures and the library.  As he said: "By bringing the 
+sects together and mixing them with the mass of other students we 
+shall soften their aspirates. liberalize and neutralize their 
+prejudices and make the general religion a religion of peace, reason 
+and sanity."
+
+In his own life Jefferson was brought up in a Church, and was a 
+fairly regular attendant on its services.  As an Architect he planned 
+at least one church, and gave freely to the erection of others and to 
+the support of public worship.  A lover of the Bible, he gave freely 
+to Bible Societies.  No one ever heard him use an oath, and his 
+magnanimity was such that he placed a marble bust of his political 
+antagonist.  Hamilton, in the hall of Monticello.  Such was the man 
+who, dying murmured with his last breath, as he sank into sleep the 
+old, beautiful Bible Prayer: "Now Lettest Thy Servant Depart In 
+Peace."
+
+While it has not been shown that Jefferson was a Mason, as was at one 
+time thought, all Masons will honor in the Lodge, and in their 
+hearts, the man to whom, more than to any other of the men who laid 
+the foundation of our Republic, we are indebted for the religious 
+freedom - that is, for the glory of a free Church in a free country.  
+For it was as much an emancipation for the Church as for the State, 
+and it has been an unmixed blessing to both.
+
+To have written the Declaration of Political Independence was a great 
+honor, but not a few will think it an even greater honor to have led 
+in the achievement of religious independence.  It closed a long and 
+bloody chapter of history; it marked a new era, second only to that 
+of the advent of Christ among men.
+
+As has been said, Masonry had much to do with it, directly and 
+indirectly.  Directly in that the leaders with whom Jefferson worked 
+and without whom he would have failed were, most of them, Masons.  
+And indirectly by virtue of the fact that Masonry does its greatest 
+work, not by laws and edicts, but by its teachings and influence.
+If any one will read the Virginia Statue on religious liberty, and 
+the first amendment of the Constitution, along side the article on 
+God and Religion in the Constitution of the Grand Lodge of England in 
+1732, he will discover that the spirit and purpose of all three 
+documents are the same.  The Masonic Constitution, written more than 
+fifty years earlier, was one of the ancestors of the other 
+statements.
+
+Thus by our history, no less than by our Constitution and genius, 
+Masons are pledged to keep Church and State separated, and to watch 
+vigilantly every insidious effort to unite the two.  Such efforts are 
+always afoot, disguised in all sorts of ways, but we ought to be able 
+to detect the wolf even when it wears the white rode of a lamb.  It 
+asks for clear thinking and tireless vigil, but Masons will not fall 
+asleep and let the work of our fathers be undone.
+
+Just now the whole set of the old world is against the spirit and 
+ideals of our Republic.  Dictators strut to and for, declaring 
+themselves supermen born to rule their fellows.  Heretofore the loss 
+of political liberty has always been followed by a loss of religious 
+freedom.  The two go together, as our fathers joined them; and what 
+God hath joined man must not put asunder.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IV   September, 1926   No.9
+
+RED
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Often we read in the newspapers of what "The Reds" are doing in far 
+off Russia.  Or we turn the page and find an item telling how they 
+helped, or tried to help in the English general strike.  At that we 
+prick up our ears, but soon lay the paper aside with a feeling of 
+relief that it is all remote from our country, and that we are safe 
+from any such evil.
+
+Down in our hearts we may feel that in old, decaying societies we may 
+expect to find maggots working, but nothing of the kind can infest 
+the strong, healthy body of a new, growing nation.  Our America is so 
+vast, so prosperous, so sound that it is immune from such an insane 
+infection.  So in the main, it is, thank God.  But are we so sure 
+that none of the virus's of anarchy, communism or other distemper's 
+are not at work in America? 
+
+The facts are amazing, and The Masonic Service Association proposes 
+to give them to the Craft - just plain facts without any coloring 
+other than their own.  They will tell their own story; no rhetoric is 
+needed.  Alas, they cannot be told in a brief space, but a few facts 
+may be recited to show what is going on and how artfully the poison 
+is being injected into our nation.  Others will come later.
+
+Of course the "Reds" do not often work openly in America; it is not 
+safe or good for their health.  They do sometimes, as will soon 
+appear, prefer to do their job secretly and by stealth, and one is 
+bound to admire their cleverness.  It is uncanny at times, and makes 
+good folk of altruistic  spirit its unconscious dupes.  as the Bible 
+puts it, their cunning deceives "The Very Elect."
+
+For example, every sane man hates war.  Especially every Christian 
+man hates it, because it is the crucifixion of his faith and all of 
+his ideals.  The horrors of the great world conflict made this hatred 
+of war vivid and burning in the hearts of all men.  The Reds know how 
+to make use of this feeling for their own ends.  Every Red is an 
+ardent advocate of disarmament- for others.  They are all innocent 
+pacifists - on the surface.  They are members, if not the leaders, in 
+all the pacifists societies, of which we have many.  Why?  They want 
+the world disarmed - so they can do their work and make a clean job 
+of it.
+
+So, naturally, the man of God in the pulpit is often an unconscious 
+helper of his Red enemies.  He is sincere, they are not.  They use 
+his noble sentiment to serve their purposes.  If he is a fiery 
+pacifist it is more to their liking.  Next to the Church they invade 
+the schools.  They are back of the movement to "Denature" our school 
+books, and belittle or besmirch the heroes of our history.  They call 
+it "debunking the fathers," and the phrase makes a hit.
+
+All this time this boring from within goes on, secretly, cleverly; 
+using every art and device of propaganda, now so highly developed.  
+They make fine phrases and put them in the mouths of thoughtless 
+speakers, who keep them going automatically,  They know the value of 
+a crisp, striking epigram which cuts both ways.
+
+Take a single instance.  A notorious Red, speaking on the Fourth of 
+July - of all days - cracking the clever epigram, in referring to the 
+Fathers of our Nation;  "The anarchists of yesterday are the patriots 
+of today."  The crowd swallowed it - failing to see that he meant 
+that Washington, Jefferson and Franklin were anarchists.  So it goes, 
+unscrupulous men making a toy of our thoughtlessness.
+
+But enough generalities; now for some plain facts.  In the hearings 
+before the Committee on Immigration and Naturalization of Congress, 
+during the present year, one witness was asked by the Chairman":
+"You think that an alien has a perfect right to come here and get 
+into a labor strike, preach communism all he wants to, and advocate 
+the overthrow of government?"
+Reply: - "Yes!"
+
+"Did I understand you to say that an alien has the right to preach 
+the overthrow of government, and anarchy?" asked the chairman.
+Reply: - "Yes!"
+
+"Do you believe a citizen has that right?"
+
+Reply: - "Yes!"
+
+Along with this let us recall the meeting of the "Young Pioneer's 
+League," held in Philadelphia, under the shadow of Independence Hall.   
+Delegates from six states attended, and the headquarters from which 
+literature was sent forth was the "Young Worker's - Friends of Soviet 
+Russia."  For two days young foreigners - most of them - trained in 
+our schools, denounced the Republic, derided the President, hissed 
+the Flag, and laid plans to propagate their ideas "In Our Schools!"
+Indeed, the Flag of the United States of America was not allowed in 
+the room!  In its place hung the red Flag of the "International" and 
+under it pictures of Lenin and Trotsky.  Fiery speeches were made, 
+denouncing the Army, Navy, the Constitution and Law, Exhibiting an 
+astonishing familiarity with the writings of Marx - in the year of 
+the 150th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence!  One 
+speaker, incidentally, spoke of Deity; using the phrase:
+
+"The Goodness of God."
+"Yes, He's Good For Nothing," the audience shouted with roars of 
+laughter, and the speaker apologized for his mistake.
+
+Each member call the others "Comrade," and all advocated what they 
+called "The Bolshevization of America." The public schools were held 
+up to scorn.  Even grammar came in for stern criticism as "A System 
+of Rules Designed to Drug The Mind and Keep It From Thinking."  The 
+question before the house was whether they should carry on their 
+campaign in the schools.  Some thought it sneaking to do so, but it 
+was finally agreed that the end justifies the means:
+
+"The only Education worth while is the education of Marx and Lenin."
+"Get your education from the literature of the Workers."
+"No, we've got to learn about the capitalist system from the 
+capitalists themselves."
+
+"If we stay in the schools we can do more for the cause."
+"It is the school principal and the teachers who are sneaks."
+
+These and similar bits were caught from the debate, and all were 
+reported in the public press - we give only what is of record.  The 
+women wore red dresses, the men and boys red ties.  They sang "The 
+Scarlet Banner" and "The Red Flag" and made a parody on "The Star 
+Spangled Banner."  Glibly they rolled off their tongues, in good, 
+unaccented English, words like "Soviet," "Strikers," "Communism," 
+"The Dictatorship of the Proletariat," and others of a sort.
+
+Hardly a single delegate to the meeting was over twenty years of age.  
+Nearly all wore foreign names.  They were often hilarious in their 
+glee, singing other songs than the ones already named - these being 
+the sacred songs of the League, sung with earnestness and solemnity.  
+Among such songs was one having the following chorus:
+
+Hurrah!  Hurrah! We're going to paint her Read!  Hurrah!  Hurrah! 
+the way is clear ahead - We're gaining shop democracy and liberty 
+and bread/ With one big Industrial Union!
+
+So much for the meeting.  If it be said that it was only an assembly 
+of foolish youths, "Blowing Off Steam" - so be it.  But such steam is 
+hardly the kind with which to run a Republic.  As a fact it is only 
+one of many such meetings that go on all the time in our great 
+cities.  The present writer has attended a number of equally wild 
+ones in New York, at which ribald words were sung to Church Hymns, 
+ridiculing God, Home, Church and the Republic.
+
+Again it may be contended that the Communists in America are but few 
+in number, not enough to endanger the nation.  Besides, it may be 
+argued, they would like the publicity of Martyrdom, and are actually 
+itching to get in the spot light.  No doubt; but all the same the 
+facts ought to be well known in every Masonic Lodge in the land, that 
+the Craft may Govern itself accordingly.  Our  business is to find 
+the facts and report them to the Fraternity for its information, not 
+as alarmists but in the coolest spirit and the plainest words.
+
+In the old days the Masonic forefathers were alert and vigilant in 
+watching the nooks and corners for secret foes of the nation.  We 
+must not be less so in our day, when more dangers than we realize are 
+afoot.  The Soviets of Russia regard America as their greatest enemy, 
+and, thank God, it is.  With Europe slowly sinking into despair and 
+ruin, as it seems to be doing now, America may be the only bulwark 
+left to defend Liberty under Law.  
+
+Any man who can see straight knows that we live in terrible times, 
+when any thing may happen.  If America fails in her faith - fails to 
+train men to rule themselves and the serve their fellow men - so far 
+as we can see civilization is doomed.  Every Lodge must be an Altar 
+of light, kept brightly burning to show the path.  Too much is a 
+stake - we cannot take a chance or trust to luck, much less be idle 
+when evil is busy.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IV   October, 1926     No.10
+
+AN ERRING BROTHER
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Next to the word Mother, no word in our language has more meaning and 
+music in it than the word Brother.  It is from above, and it reaches 
+to the deep places of the heart.  It is religion on its human side; 
+and in it lies the hope of humanity.  The highest dream of the 
+prophets is of a time when men shall be Brothers.
+
+When used Masonically, the word Brother has a depth and tenderness 
+all its own, unique and is beautiful beyond words.  It tells of a 
+tie, mystical but mighty, which Masonry spins and weaves between man 
+and man, which no one can define and few can resist.  In time of 
+sorrow it is a tether of sympathy and a link of loyalty.
+
+Of course, like all other words, it is common enough, and may be 
+glibly used without regard to its real meaning.  Like the word God, 
+it may be a coin worn smooth, or a flower faded.  But when its 
+meaning is actually and fully felt, no other word is needed among us, 
+except on occasions of high Masonic Ceremony, when we add the word 
+Worshipful, or some other term of title or rank.
+
+No other word has a finer import or a more ample echo, expressive of 
+the highest relationship in which dignity and devotion unite.  If we 
+are really Brothers, all the rest may go by the board, save for sake 
+of ceremony.  If we are not truly Brothers, all titles are empty and 
+of no avail.  For that reason, to omit the word Brother when speaking 
+Masonically is not only a lack of courtesy, but shows a want of 
+fineness of feeling.
+
+What does the word Brother mean, Masonically?  It means the adoption 
+of a man into an inner circle of friendship, by a moral and spiritual 
+tie as close and binding as the tie of common birth and blood between 
+two brothers in a family.  Nothing else, nothing less; and this 
+implies a different attitude the one to the other - related not 
+distant, united not opposed, natural and unrestrained - wherein are 
+revealed what the old writers used to call "The Happy and Beneficial 
+Effects of our Ancient and Honorable Institution."
+
+Since this is so, surely we ought to exercise as much caution and 
+judgment in bringing a new member into the Lodge as we do in inviting 
+an outsider into the family circle.  Carelessness here is the cause 
+of most of our Masonic ills, frictions and griefs.  Unless we are 
+assured beyond all reasonable doubt that a man is a brotherly man to 
+whom Masonry will appeal, and who will justify our choice, we ought 
+not to propose his name or admit him to our fellowship.
+
+Still, no man is perfect; and the Lodge is a moral workshop in which 
+the rough Ashlar is to be polished for use and beauty.  If the Lodge 
+had been too exacting, none of us would have gained admission.  At 
+best we must live together in the Lodge, as elsewhere, by Faith, Hope 
+and Charity; else Masonry will be a failure.  The Brotherly Life may 
+be difficult, but it is none the less needful.  Our faith in another 
+way may be repelled, or even shattered - what then?
+
+Nothing in life is sadder than the pitiful moral breakdowns of good 
+men, their blunders and brutalities.  Who knows his own heart, or 
+what he might do under terrible trial or temptation?  Often enough 
+qualities appear or emerge of which neither man himself or his 
+friends were aware, and there is a moral wreck.  Some "Defect of Will 
+or Taint of Blood," some hidden yellow streak, some dark sin shows 
+itself, and there is disaster.  A man highly respected and deeply 
+loved goes down suddenly like a tree in a storm, and we discover 
+under the smooth bark that the inside was rotten.  What shall we do?
+Of course, in cases of awful crime the way is plain, but we have in 
+mind the erring Brother who does injury to himself, his Brother or 
+the Lodge.  An old Stoic teacher gave a good rule, showing us that 
+much depends on the handle with which we take hold of the matter.  If 
+we say, "My Brother has INJURED me,"  it will mean one thing.  If we 
+say, "My BROTHER has injured Me," it will mean another; and that is 
+what the Brotherly Life means, if it means anything.
+
+Every Master of a Lodge knows how often he is asked to arraign a 
+Brother, try him and expel him from the Fraternity.  It is easy to be 
+angry and equally easy to be unjust.  If he is a wise Master, he will 
+make haste slowly.  There is need of tact, patience; and, above all 
+sympathy - since all good men are a little weak and a little strong, 
+a little good and a little bad; and anyone may lose his way, befogged 
+by passion or bewitched by evil.  It is a joy to record that Masons, 
+for the most part, are both gentle and wise in dealing with a Brother 
+who has stumbled along the way.  Masonic charity is not a myth; it is 
+one of the finest things on earth.
+
+What shall we do?  If we see a Brother going wrong in Masonry, or in 
+anything else - "Spoiling his Work," as the old Masons used to say - 
+well, we must take him aside and talk to him gently, man to man, 
+Brother to Brother; and show him the right way.  He may be ignorant, 
+weak or even ugly of spirit - driven by some blind devil as all of us 
+are apt to be - and if so our tact and Brotherly kindness may be 
+tested and tried; but more often than otherwise we can win him back 
+to sanity.
+
+Have you heard a tale about a Brother, a suggestion of a doubt, an 
+innuendo about his character, some hearsay story not to his credit?  
+If so, did you stand up for him, ask for proof, or invite suspension 
+of judgment until the facts could be heard; remembering that it is 
+your duty as a Mason to defend a Brother in his absence?  Such things 
+are seldom said in his presence.  It is not fair to tell him what is 
+being said and learn his side of the tale?  If we fail in our duty in 
+such matters we fail of being a true Brother.
+
+When we have learned the truth and have to face the worst, what then?  
+Long ago we knew an old Mason, long since gone to the Great Lodge, 
+who was chided by a Brother for continuing to trust a man they both 
+knew was taking advantage of the kindness shown him.  The old man 
+replied: 
+
+"Yes, but you never know; I may touch the right chord in is heart 
+yet.  He is not wholly bad, and some day, perhaps when I'm dead and 
+gone, he will hear the music and remember."  And he did!
+
+Hear the music?  Ah, if we would hear it we must listen and wait, 
+after we have touched "the right chord."  And if the right chord is 
+"In Us" something in him will respond, if he be not utterly dead of 
+soul!  If he does respond, then you will have gained a friend who 
+will stick closer than a Brother.  If he does not respond - and, 
+alas, sometimes they do not - then we must admit, with a heart bowed 
+down, that we have done our best, and failed.  Some inherent failing, 
+some blind spot, has led him astray, dividing him from us by a gulf 
+we cannot bridge.
+
+So a Mason should treat his Brother who goes astray; not with 
+bitterness, nor yet with good-natured easiness, nor with worldly 
+indifference, nor with philosophic coldness; but with pity, patience 
+and loving-kindness.  A moral collapse is a sickness, loss, dishonor 
+in the immortal part of man.  It is the darkest disaster, worse than 
+death, adding misery to guilt.  We must deal faithfully but tenderly, 
+firmly but patiently with such tragedies.
+
+It is facts such as these which show us what charity, in a far deeper 
+sense than monitory gifts, really means.  It is as delicate as it is 
+difficult in that we are all men of like passions and temptations.  
+We all have that within us which, by a twist of perversion, might 
+lead to awful ends.  Perhaps we have done acts, which, in proportion 
+to the provocation, are less excusable than those of a Brother who 
+grieves us by his sin.  "Judge not lest ye yourselves be judged."
+Truly it was a wise saying, not less true today than when the old 
+Greek uttered it long ago, "Know Thyself."  Because we do not know 
+ourselves, it behooves us to put ourselves under the spell of all the 
+influences God is using for the making of men, among which the Spirit 
+of Masonry is one of the gentlest, wisest and most benign.  If we let 
+it have its way with us it will build us up in virtue, honor and 
+charity; softening what is hard and strengthening what is weak.
+
+If an erring Brother must be condemned, he must also be deeply 
+pitied.  God pities him; Christ died for him; Heaven waits to welcome 
+him back with joy.  He has done himself a far deeper injury than he 
+has done anyone else.  In pity, prayer and pain let our hearts beat 
+in harmony with all the powers God is using for his recovery.  "There 
+remaineth Faith, Hope and Charity; but the greatest of these is 
+Charity."
+
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IV   November, 1926    No.11
+
+LETTER PERFECT
+
+by: Unknown
+
+"We put too much emphasis on Ritual, and not enough on the higher 
+things in Masonry!"
+
+How often have we heard that said; how often some of us have said it!
+A statement which has the ring of authority often passes for fact.  
+So accustomed are we to the voice of the boss, the law or the 
+minister that we get out of the habit of questioning, "Is it True?"  
+Yet it will be of use to us here to question closely and ascertain if 
+too much emphasis "IS" put upon ritual.
+
+It is easy enough to state what Ritual is - certain words arranged in 
+a certain way, which have come down to us, so we say, from time 
+"Immemorial" and by means of which we confer degrees, and impart 
+Masonic teachings to novices, and incidentally, to the brethren who 
+attend lodge.  But when we ask "Why is Ritual?" the answer is not so 
+easy.
+
+We have before us constantly the example set by school, college, 
+tutor and student; knowledge is knowledge whether given in a set form 
+or otherwise.  "Twice two is equal to four" is no more true than is 
+"four is the product of two multiplied by two."  We can say two time 
+two, or twice two, two by two; and express exactly the same truth.  
+We learn no words by rote, when we study history.  The medical 
+student learns geography of the body, but not the heart.  Everywhere 
+it is shown to us that real knowledge does not depend upon a certain 
+form of words, and that it is the fact, not the word, which is the 
+important thing.
+
+Why, then. this insistence upon an exact memorization of the "Words" 
+of the Ritual?  Why do we lay so much stress upon the successful 
+employment of a mighty memory?  Why do we insist that those who 
+confer degrees should spend painful hours in long and arduous study 
+in order that certain sentences, often of an involved and old-
+fashioned construction, may be uttered in a certain way only, and 
+only in a certain way for the instruction of candidates?
+
+Yet there are several reason why Ritual is important.  
+
+Let us examine and see for ourselves that there really are 
+explanations of the need for memorization.
+
+One of the great appeals of Freemasonry, both to the profane and the 
+initiate, is its antiquity.  The Order can trace an unbroken history 
+of more than two hundred years in its present form (the first Grand 
+Lodge was formed in 1717), and has irrefutable documentary evidence 
+of a much longer existence in simpler forms.  There is very complete  
+circumstantial evidence that Freemasonry is the legitimate and only 
+heir to guilds, societies, organizations and systems of teaching 
+which run so far back into the past that they are lost in the mists 
+which shroud antiquity.
+
+Our present Rituals - the plural is used advisedly, as no two 
+jurisdictions are exactly at one with another on what is correct in 
+Ritual - are source books from which we prove just where we came 
+from, and, to some extent, just when.  For instance, the penalties 
+are so obviously taken from some of the early English Laws, that no 
+sensible student can believe that they were invented or fist used, 
+let us say, in the time of King Solomon.
+
+If we alter our Ritual, either intentionally or by poor memorization, 
+we gradually lose the many references concealed in our words and 
+sentences, which tell the story of where we came and when.
+It is a beautiful thing to do as all have done who have gone this way 
+before us.  To say the same words, take the same obligations, repeat 
+the same ceremonies that Washington underwent, gives us feeling of 
+kinship with the Father of this country which no non-Mason may have,  
+But this we must lose if we change our Ritual, little by little, 
+altering it by poor work; forgetting or leaving words out.
+
+Time is relative to the observer; what is very slow to the man may be 
+very rapid to nature.  Nature has all the time there is.  To drop out 
+a word here, put in a new one there, eliminate this sentence and add 
+that one to our Ritual - a very few score of years - the old Ritual 
+will be entirely altered and become something new.
+
+We have a confirmation of this.  Certain parts of the Ritual are 
+printed.  The expressions in these printed paragraphs are, 
+practically and universally the same in most of our jurisdictions.  
+Occasionally there is a variation, showing where some Committee on 
+Work and Lectures has not been afraid to change the work of the 
+Fathers.  But, as a whole, the printed portion of our work is 
+substantially what it was when it was first composed and phrased, 
+probably by Preston and Dermott.  But the "Secret Work," given 
+between portions of the printed work, is very different in many of 
+our jurisdictions.  Some of these differences, of course, are 
+accounted for by different original sources, yet even in two 
+jurisdictions which had the same source of Freemasonry and originally 
+had the same work, we found variations, showing that "Mouth To Ear" 
+no matter how secret it may be, is not a wholly accurate way of 
+transmitting words.  
+
+If then, in spite of us, alterations creep in by the slow process of 
+time and human fallibility, how much faster will the Ritual change if 
+we are careless, indifferent, or in open rebellion against 
+established Masonic tradition?  The further away we get from our 
+original source, the more meticulously careful must trustworthy 
+Masons be to pass on to posterity the work exactly as we received it.  
+The Mason of olden time could go to his source for re-inspiration and 
+re-instruction - we cannot.
+
+Ritual is the thread which binds us to those who immediately preceded 
+us, as their Ritual bound them to their fathers, our grandfathers.  
+The Ritual we hand down to our sons, and their son's sons, will be 
+their bond with us, and through us, with the historic dead.  To alter 
+that bond intentionally is to wrong those who come after us, even as 
+we have been wronged where those who preceded us were care-less or 
+inefficient in their memorization and rendition of the Ritual.
+
+It is not for us to say "This Form of Words is Better Because They 
+are Plainer," any more than it is for us to say that we can build a 
+"Better" Temple than Solomon erected, or write a "Better" document 
+than the Constitution of the United States.
+
+"But we amend the Constitution!" some brother may argue.  Aye, we 
+amend it, but we do not alter it.  We keep the old, just as it was 
+written, and write our amendments separately,  And we have been 
+obliged to amend the Masonic procedure of our progenitors in many 
+ways.  Modern times require modern methods.  But we can add to our 
+procedure without changing our Ritual.  Every Masonic Book on symbol-
+ism is an addition, but it is not a change.  Every lecture delivered 
+by a student of Masonry may open up a new vision, but it is not a 
+change in the old.  To amplify, explain, expound is but to give that 
+"Good and Wholesome Instruction" which a Master is sworn to do, but 
+all that may be done without in any way altering the fundamentals of 
+our methods of teaching.
+
+But there is a great and more important reason than any of these.  
+Freemasonry is not a thing, but a system of thought.  It is not 
+something that may be bought or sold - it can only be won.  We may 
+not wrap up Freemasonry in a package and give to an initiate.  All we 
+can do is to lead him to the gate, beyond which lies the field which 
+he may till, the mine in which he may dig, the treasure house from 
+which he may help himself.
+
+Our duty is to lead him so that the way is clear - to give him 
+instructions in such a way that he cannot miss the path.  This we do 
+by our ceremonies, our Ritual.  In our Ritual is contained the germ 
+of all those philosophical and moral truths which Freemasonry 
+teaches.  In our Ritual is at least one explanation of our symbols.  
+In the Ritual are the real secrets of Freemasonry made plain for 
+those who have ears to hear.
+
+If we memorize our Ritual badly, we put the emphasis on the way we 
+say it, not on what we say.  If we omit or interpolate, we change the 
+instructions which generations of Masons have found to be effective.  
+If we do not pass on to others what we have received, just as we have 
+received it we handicap those who profess to teach, and thus can have 
+no right to complain if they do not become good Masons, but merely 
+lodge members.
+
+A candidate comes among us, knowing nothing of the Fraternity beyond 
+the fact that it is an association of men in an Order which has had 
+the approbation of leaders of men for hundreds of years.  Upon the 
+impression we make upon him when he takes his degrees will depend not 
+only the kind of Mason he becomes, but in some respects, the judgment 
+the world will make of Masonry, since it can only judge of the 
+institution from the individual.
+
+The impression make upon him will depend very largely on the 
+character of the work we do - the care and attention we have given to 
+its preparation - the ease with which the dear old words come from 
+our hearts and lips.
+
+Any one, with time and attention, can memorize Ritual. 
+But it is not enough merely to know it and deliver it so it sounds, 
+as something learned by rote, parrot like, unimpressive.  We may not 
+speak as an orator speaks; we may not have his personality and the 
+impressiveness of the actor, but we all can, if we only will, attain 
+the perfec-tion of letter-knowledge; we can learn our Ritual so that 
+it becomes a part of us, and give it forth with ease and clarity, if 
+not with fire and force.  The vast majority of Ritualists are but 
+indifferent elocutionists; Freemasonry neither expects nor extracts a 
+very high standard of delivery from us, her servants.  But to make up 
+for that which nature has denied us, we owe to Freemasonry that 
+willingness to study, that care in preparation, that interest in 
+perfection which alone will enable us to pass on to these who are to 
+be our Brothers, her teachings, her instructions, the Holy fire 
+concealed in her old, old words.
+
+Be not discourage then, if Ritual "Comes Hard."  Fail not in the 
+task, nor question that it is worth while, for on what we do, and on 
+the way in which we do it depends in a large measure the Freemasonry 
+of the future.  As we do well or ill, so will those who come after us 
+do ill or well.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IV   December, 1926    No.12
+
+POWER AND THE GLORY
+
+by: Unknown
+
+PROLOGUE
+
+"I am much discouraged," said the Worshipful Master of the Little 
+Lodge over the Store, sorrowfully.  "I can't see that our Lodge 
+amounts to anything.  We don't get anywhere.  The members don't 
+attend as well as they might.  We haven't any power or influence any 
+more.  The big city Lodges do a great work, but what can a little 
+country-town Lodge like this do?  What does it really amount to?"
+				
+THE WIDOW'S TESTIMONY
+
+Mrs. Cecily Evans, adjusting her black hat and patting the white 
+cuffs on her black gown, with some melancholy pleasure that the signs 
+of mourning were spotless as well as inexpensive, walked from her 
+little home on Spring Road towards Higbee's.  She went every day to 
+Higbee's, not that she really expected a letter, but because John had 
+so loved to go for the mail and chat with the townsfolk while the 
+letters were being distributed in the boxes.  Anything that had to do 
+with John was precious to Cecily . . poor John!  Too young to die, 
+too strong to give up, too fine to lose . . . and yet he had gone.
+
+There was little John, and littler Cecily, to remember him by, . . . 
+but, alas, little John and littler Cecily had mouths to feed and feet 
+to shoe and wants to satisfy.  And the little home was only just in 
+the process of being bought.  Of course, every one was very kind, but 
+business is business in Littleville as well as in New York.  As Mr.  
+Burton, the banker, explained to her, with infinite kindness and 
+patience, and a suspicious mist in his old eyes, strangers had bought 
+the mortgage and they had to be paid.  Cecily knew Mr. Burton for a 
+kind and just man, but "Business is Business."  And Cecily didn't 
+want charity.  She wanted opportunity.  She wanted something to do . 
+. .  something besides the little vegetable garden and the chickens . 
+. . something besides an occasional boarder, or the section hands 
+whose dinner she was so glad to prepare and sell for so little money 
+because it represented a mite towards that devastating interest which 
+must, somehow be met . . . and those little shoes which wore out, oh, 
+so fast; the small wants which are small only to those who have 
+plenty, so big to sore-beset mothers.  "I mustn't Give Up .  . . I 
+must be brave.  John always said I was brave," she choked back the 
+tears as she entered the little town.  "He wouldn't want his friends 
+to see that I was not brave.  But oh, if I can't get some more to do, 
+and the little home has to go . . . what shall I do?  What shall . . 
+. Good afternoon, Mrs. Brown.  Yes it is a lovely day, isn't it?  Oh, 
+I'm doing pretty well, thank you . . . yes, they are both well . . . 
+She passed on down the street,  Hiram Bent's little garage . . . John 
+had the flivver mended there,   George Merton's house . . . John had 
+sold it for Merton.  The Nonpareli Pool Parlor . . . John used to 
+play there once in a while.  Jessup's . . .John had bought the parlor 
+carpet at Jessup's. . . . 
+
+"What will I do?  What can I do?  If I hadn't the children . . . she 
+whispered.
+Garry's store . . . the lodge room over it, the Square and Compasses, 
+dingy with time and the need of paint.  "Masonic Temple, A.F. & A.M." 
+was hardly legible on the front.  John was so fond of the lodge.  
+
+John had found inspiration and courage in the lodge.  That time he 
+was sick, and the lodge had settled his note at the bank . . .  what 
+fun they had saving to pay it back.  The time John, Jr., was born and 
+that funny Worshipful Master, with his labored speech of presentation 
+of the little silver spoon .  . . but what a kind, good speech . . .
+"John would be ashamed of me," cried Cecily to herself. 
+
+"Nothing can happen to me!  The lodge won't let it happen.  The lodge 
+loved John, even as John loved the lodge."  She would never ask them 
+for help, praise God, if her strength held out, but oh, wasn't it 
+wonderful to know of that great, strong, silent Ancient Institution 
+that loved men, and taught them to care for the widowed and the 
+fatherless?
+
+THE FATHER'S TESTIMONY
+
+"But can't you do anything about it?" Lawyer Higgins protests 
+vigorously to Frank Mortimer.  He spoke in a low tone, because the 
+street was crowded . . . crowded for Littleville, that is.
+
+"What can I do?" answered the father.  "He's in jail.  
+They won't take bail.  He writes me not to come, not to try do 
+anything.  He tells me he is entirely innocent, and that the truth 
+will come out, surely.  And, Haines, I believe him.  He's a good boy.  
+He never stole even candy when he was a little fellow.  He's been a 
+real comfort . . . writes every week.  I know he's not guilty, but a 
+father is so helpless, so many miles away . . ."
+"Have you done nothing?"
+
+"I did everything I could," the father protested.  "I wired him he 
+could have all the money he needed; he didn't need any.  He wrote 
+that one of the Vice-Presidents in the bank, who believes in him, had 
+gotten him a good lawyer.  I tried to think of something else, and 
+then remembered I hadn't done the most important thing.  So I wrote 
+to the Master of the Lodge I know in Big-Burg.  He went to see the 
+lad right away and he writes me every day.  You know, Haines, 
+sometimes I have thought that Freemasonry is too good for human 
+beings, but it's times like these, when all you have and love is in 
+danger and you don't know which way to turn, that you thank God most 
+for it.  I can't even pass the old Temple . . . what a disgraceful 
+condition that paint is in . . . without taking off my hat.  You'll 
+never know what a comfort that old place has been in this darkest 
+hour . . ."
+
+THE BLIND BROTHER'S TESTIMONY
+
+"Coming Father!  Be there in just a minute.  You can hear me if you 
+listen well . . . I'm on the last row now.  Just one more pitcher and 
+they'll all be watered.  Then the best Daddy in the world will have a 
+rose tomorrow!"  The brave young voice was cheerful.
+
+"Don't hurry child.  I can wait," answered the blind man.
+He could wait. Daniel Borden had learned to wait.  They all learn to 
+wait, those who live in darkness.  When the eyes close while life is 
+warm and red in the body, the man inside learns patience in the 
+hardest of schools.  Daniel had learned quickly.  It was only two 
+years since he went blind.  He had no preparation, as do those who 
+suffer from disease, or cataracts, or just old age.  Filling the car 
+with gas, a lightning flash, a fire . . . and not the best doctor in 
+the biggest of the cities could bring back the seared eye balls.
+
+He rebelled, sometimes.  The blind do at times, especially the newly 
+made blind.  Those who are old in the Big Black Dark learn to keep 
+their rebellion to themselves.  For nature must have compensations, 
+and the high pride of living through the worst of human afflictions 
+with a smile, and a head carried erect, makes them conquer the 
+rebellion, outwardly at least.  Besides, there was Rose, his wife, 
+and Emily, his daughter . . . pretty Emily!  How dainty she was, and 
+how sunny!  No man could be wholly blue who had an Emily.  But it was 
+hard not to see her face . . . never to look forward to seeing it 
+again . . .
+
+"Here I am Daddy!" his daughter touched him on the arm. 
+"All ready?  You don't mind if we walk down town do you?  I have some 
+shopping I want to do."
+
+"Of course not, child.  What does it matter where I walk . . . as 
+long as I am walking with you?"  he added in a gallant effort to take 
+the bitter sting from the words.  "I want a cigar too."
+
+"There's Mrs. Saunders, driving two pigs down the road," Emily 
+chattered.  "There are a couple of sparrows fighting on a wire, hear 
+'em?  Oh, Daddy, I heard an airplane this morning.  I couldn't locate 
+it at all.  Must have been too high up.  If you had been with me, 
+you'd have told me just which way to look.  Good morning, Mr. Sellers 
+.  . . yes, always in the afternoon.  I need the exercise, so Daddy 
+makes me walk.  Daddy, I do believe Tom King has a new car.  Listen, 
+you can tell by the sound of the motor . . .
+
+She was always like that.  Trying so hard to make ears important 
+instead of eyes!  Any man ought to be glad . . .  but, oh, what can 
+man do without eyes?  Supposed anything happened to him, before he 
+got enough together?  He could still practice law, but slowly . . . 
+how long would he have?  And neither wife nor daughter were strong, 
+and they were newcomers to the town; they had friends, in the common 
+sense of the word, but how many real friends?  To whom could they 
+turn for real help if . . . if . . .
+
+"Daddy, if you don't get up on your hind feet and tell that old lodge 
+of yours to paint the front of that hall over the store, I'm coming  
+down some day and paint it myself!" cried Emily.  "The idea!  Why, 
+you'd hardly know it was the same Fraternity you belonged to back 
+home!  I . . . "
+
+"Masonry isn't expressible in paint, little daughter," smiled Daniel.  
+"I can't explain to you, but . . . that's a wonderful lodge to me."  
+"Is it?  How Come?" she asked.
+
+"I am in it," Daniel answered simply.  "I belong to it. 
+It belongs to me.  No lodge takes Freemasonry from a man who has once 
+seen the Light, merely because he loses his sight.  And when I go 
+there, I still see the Light, though I cannot see the lights.  You 
+don't understand, do you?  But it's a great comfort . . .a great 
+comfort.  And I can't see whether it needs paint or not!  I'm glad . 
+. . Oh, I'm very glad for the little lodge, paint or no paint.  It 
+means a lot to a fellow who doesn't know just what would happen . .  
+. I'll wait right in the middle of the door there, if you want, while 
+you do your shopping . . . "
+
+THE SECRETARY'S TESTIMONY
+
+Thomas Morrow had been Secretary of the Little Lodge over the store 
+for thirty-nine years.  He looked just as a Secretary of the age and 
+experience always does look.  He had a kindly face, shrewd blue eyes, 
+wore gold-rim spectacles, was rather thin and a little stooped and 
+was very patient . . . he who bears with many Worshipful Master of 
+many minds must be so.
+
+Brother Morrow had two of the several Masonic virtues developed to 
+the n'th power.  He knew how to keep silent, and he understood the 
+helping hand, whether it reached for a quarter for a beggar, a check 
+for a charity, or support for the faltering.  Which was why he knew 
+something that no one else in Littleville knew, except the Minister; 
+he knew that Jed Parsons, whose farm was six miles away, came to 
+Littlev-ille regularly once a week, got the key of the old Temple 
+from the Secretary, and spent an hour in the deserted Lodge Room.
+Jed couldn't have told, if you asked him, why he did it.  Jed was one 
+of the world's inarticulate; one of the men who cannot say what they 
+feel.  "Its like this," explained the Secretary to the Minister.
+
+"You know Jed's wife didn't get along with him . . . city girl, she 
+was.  I don't know whose fault it was.  Maybe it was Jed's fault.  
+But I do know it broke his heart when she ran away with another man.  
+That's why he comes to the Lodge Room.  It comforts him, somehow . . 
+. he just goes in there and sits, and sits . . . maybe he prays, I 
+dunno."
+
+THE OLD BROTHER'S TESTIMONY
+
+Squire Bently passed down Main Street.  He was an old man, now, 
+almost eighty.  He had walked down Main Street every fair day for ten 
+years, on his way to the burying ground.  Mrs. Bently and two sons 
+were there; the Squire was alone in the world.  Most of Littleville 
+didn't quite understand why its leading citizen was so happy.  There 
+were so many reasons why he shouldn't be . . . the much-loved wife, 
+the two adored boys, gone . . . the lonely house, the great big house 
+which had been so lively for so many years, now so silent and empty . 
+. . 
+
+But Squire Bently was happy.  It was a quiet happiness, and a kindly 
+one.  There were some who understood part of it . . . the Minister 
+knew that it was a strong faith and a hope which kept the old face 
+smiling.  But none connected the strength which could win through a 
+devastating grief with the walk down Main Street.  It was a little 
+longer walk to get to the burying ground that way.  But, of course, 
+Main Street was lively and interesting.  Doubtless that was the 
+reason.
+
+Like many who are old, Squire Bently talked often to himself.  Never 
+where he could be overheard, of course.  Had there been any to 
+overhear, they would have heard nothing worth reporting.
+
+"There it is.  It does need paint," he said slowly to himself.  "The 
+Old Lodge doesn't grow very much.  But it's all Masonic, and . . . 
+what would I have done without Masonry?  Of course, the Church 
+teaches it, and the Great Light tells of it, but Masonry makes it a 
+part of you.  In the Grand Lodge Above, the boys are standing at the 
+door, waiting.  Milly is waiting there, too.  Wonder if the Great 
+Architect of the Universe lets women into the Grand Lodge Above, or 
+if He has an Eastern Star Chapter for them?"  Squire Bently smiled at 
+the thought.  "Sprig of Acacia . . .  merits of the Lion of the Tribe 
+of Judah . . . I don't know how men who lose everything . . . get 
+through without their lodge to think about, the touch of the 
+Brethren's hands to help them on, the certainty of the hereafter that 
+Freemasonry teaches . . . I must put something in my will to give 
+them a start for a new coat of paint.  It won't be long now . . . 
+dear old lodge . . . "
+
+EPILOGUE
+
+Maybe it is a part of the Great Plan, that Brethren cannot see, as 
+sees the All Seeing Eye, the use, the influence, the Power and the 
+Glory, of the littlest, poorest, and most insignificant of Lodges!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   January, 1927   No.1
+
+SECRECY
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+An old Greek philosopher, when asked what he regarded as the most 
+valuable quality to win and the most difficult to keep, he replied: 
+"To be Secret and Silent."  If secrecy was difficult in the olden 
+times, it is doubly difficult today, in the loud and noisy world in 
+which we live, where privacy is almost unknown.
+
+Secrecy is, indeed, a priceless but rare virtue, so little effort is 
+made to teach and practice it.  The world of today is a whispering 
+gallery where everything is heard, a hall of mirrors where nothing is 
+hid.  If the ancient worshipped a God of silence, we seem about to 
+set up an Altar to the God of Gossip.
+
+Some one has said that if Masonry did no more than train its men to 
+preserve sacredly the secrets of others confided to them as such - 
+except where a higher duty demands disclosure - it would be doing a 
+great work, and one which not only justifies its existence, but 
+entitles it to the respect of mankind.
+
+Anyway, no Mason needs to be told the value of secrecy. 
+
+Without it, Masonry would cease to exist, or else become something so 
+different from what it is as to be unrecognizable.  For that reason, 
+if no other, the very first lesson taught a candidate, and impressed 
+upon him at every turn in unforgettable ways, is the duty of secrecy.
+Yet, strictly speaking, Masonry is not a secret society, if by that 
+we mean a society whose very existence is hidden.  Everybody knows 
+that the Masonic Fraternity exists, and no effort is made to hide 
+that fact.  Its organization is known; its Temples stand in our 
+cities; its members are proud to be know as Masons.  Anyone may 
+obtain from the records of a Grand Lodge, if not from the printed 
+reports of Lodges, the names of the members of the Craft.
+Nor can it be said that Masonry has any secret truth to teach, 
+unknown to the best wisdom of the race.  Most of the talk about 
+esoteric Masonry misses the mark.  When the story is told the only 
+secret turns out to be some odd theory, some fanciful philosophy, of 
+no real importance.  The wisdom of Masonry is hidden, not because it 
+is subtle, but because it is simple.  Its secret is profound, not 
+obscure.
+
+As in mathematics, there are primary figures, and in music 
+fundamental notes, upon which everything rests, so Masonry is built 
+upon the broad, deep, lofty truths upon which life itself stands.  It 
+lives, moves, and has its being in those truths.  They are mysteries, 
+indeed, as life and duty and death are mysteries; to know them is to 
+be truly wise; and to teach them in their full import is the ideal at 
+which Masonry aims.
+
+Masonry, then, is not a secret society; it is a private order.  In 
+the quiet of the tiled lodge, shut away from the noise and clatter of 
+the world, in an air of reverence and friendship, it teaches us the 
+truths that make us men, upon which faith and character must rest if 
+they are to endure the wind and weather of life.  So rare is its 
+utter simplicity that to many it is as much a secret as though it 
+were hid behind a seven-fold veil, or buried in the depths of the 
+earth.
+
+What is the secret in Masonry?  The "Method" of its teaching, the 
+atmosphere it creates, the spirit it breaths into our hearts, and the 
+tie it spins and weaves between men; in other words, the lodge and 
+its ceremonies and obligations, its signs. tokens and words - its 
+power to evoke what is most secret and hidden in the hearts of men.  
+No one can explain how this is done.  We only know that it is done, 
+and guard as a priceless treasure the method by which it is wrought.
+It is the fashion of some to say that our ceremonies, signs and 
+tokens are of little value; but it is not true.  They are of profound 
+importance, and we cannot be too careful in protecting them from 
+profanation and abuse.  The famous eulogy of the signs and tokens of 
+Masonry by Benjamin Franklin was not idle eloquence.  It is justified 
+by the facts, and ought to be known and remembered:
+
+"These signs and tokens are of no small value; they speak a universal 
+language, and act as a password to the attention and support of the 
+initiated in all parts of the world.  They cannot be lost so long as 
+memory retains its power.  Let the possessor of them be expatriated, 
+ship-wrecked or imprisoned; let him be stripped of everything he has 
+in the world; still these credentials remain and are available for 
+use as circumstances require.
+
+"The great effects which they have produced are established by the 
+most incontestable facts of history.  They have stayed the uplifted 
+hand of the Destroyer; they have softened the aspirates of the 
+tyrant; they have mitigated the horrors of captivity; they have 
+subdued the rancor of malevolence; and broken down the barriers of 
+political animosity and sectarian alienation.
+
+"On the field of battle, in the solitude of the uncultivated forests, 
+or in the busy haunts of the crowded city, they have made men of the 
+most hostile feelings, and most distant religions, and the most 
+diversified conditions, rush to the aid of each other, and feel a 
+social joy and satisfaction that they have been able to afford relief 
+to a brother Mason."
+	
+What is equally true, and no less valuable, is that in the ordinary 
+walks of everyday life they unite men and hold them together in a 
+manner unique and holy.  They open a door out of the loneliness in 
+which every man lives.  They form a tie uniting us to help one 
+another, and others, in ways too many to name or count.  They form a 
+net-work of fellowship, friendship, and fraternity around the world.  
+They add something lovely and fine to the life of each of us, without 
+which we should be poorer indeed.
+
+Still let us never forget that it is the spirit that gives life; the 
+letter alone is empty.  An old home means a thousand beautiful things 
+to those who were brought up in it.  Its very scenery and setting are 
+sacred.  The ground on which it stands is holy.  But if a stranger 
+buys it, these sacred things mean nothing to him.  The spirit is 
+gone, the glory has faded.  Just so with the lodge.  If it were 
+opened to the curious gaze of the world, its beauty would be 
+blighted, its power gone.
+
+The secret of Masonry, like the secret of life, can be known only by 
+those who seek it, serve it and live it.  It cannot be uttered; it 
+can only be felt and acted. It is, in fact, an open secret, and each 
+man knows it according to his quest and capacity.  Like all the 
+things most worth knowing, no one can know it for another and no one 
+can know it alone.  It is known only in fellowship, by the touch of 
+life upon life, spirit upon spirit, knee to knee, breast to breast 
+and hand to hand.
+
+For that reason, no one need be alarmed about any book written to 
+expose Masonry.  It is utterly harmless.  The real secret of Masonry 
+cannot be learned by prying eyes or curious inquiry.  We do well to 
+protect the privacy of the lodge; but the secret of Masonry can be 
+known only by those who are ready and worthy to receive it.  Only a 
+pure heart and an honest mind can know it, though they be adepts in 
+all signs and tokens of every rite of the Craft.
+
+Indeed, so far from trying to hide its secret, Masonry is all the 
+time trying to give it to the world, in the only way in which it can 
+be given, through a certain quality of soul and character which it 
+labors to create and build up.  To the making of men, helping self-
+discovery and self development, all the offices of Masonry are 
+dedicated.  It is a quarry in which the rough stones of manhood are 
+polished for use and beauty.
+
+If Masonry uses the illusion of secrecy, it is because it knows that 
+it is the nature of man to seek what is hidden and to desire what is 
+forbidden.  Even God hides from us, that in seeking Him amid the 
+shadows of life we may find both Him and ourselves.  The man who does 
+not care enough for God to seek Him will never find Him, though He is 
+not far away from any one of us. 
+
+One who looks at Masonry in this way will find that his Masonic life 
+is a great adventure. It is a perpetual discovery.  There is 
+something new at every turn, something new in himself as life deepens 
+with the years; something new in Masonry as its meaning unfolds.  The 
+man who finds its degrees tedious and its Ritual a rigmarole only 
+betrays the measure of his own mind.
+
+If a man knows God and man to the uttermost, even Masonry has nothing 
+to teach him.  As a fact the wisest man knows very little.  The way 
+is dim and no one can see very far.  We are seekers after truth, and 
+God has so made us that we cannot find the truths alone, but only in 
+the love and service of our fellow men.  Here is the real secret, and 
+to learn it is to have the key to the meaning and joy of life.
+
+Truth is not a gift; it is a trophy.  To know it we must be true, to 
+find it we must seek, to learn it we must be humble; and to keep it 
+we must have a clear mind, a courageous heart, and the brotherly love 
+to use it in the service of man.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   February, 1927   No.2
+
+FROM LEFT TO RIGHT
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+For some of us nothing in Masonry is more impressive than its very 
+first rite, after an initiate has told "In Whom Do You Put Your 
+Trust."  It may be easily overlooked, but not to see it is to miss a 
+part of that beauty we were sent to seek.
+
+Surely he is a strange man who can witness it without deep feeling.  
+The initiate is told that he can neither foresee nor prevent danger, 
+but that he is in the hands of a true and trusty friend in whose 
+fidelity he can, with safety, confide.  It is literally true of the 
+candidate, as it is of all of us.
+
+As a ceremony it may mean nothing, as a symbol it means everything, 
+if we regard initiation as we should, as a picture of a man pursuing 
+the journey of life, groping his dim and devious way out of the 
+unreal into the real, out of darkness into light, out of the shadows 
+into the way of life everlasting.
+
+So groping, yet gently guided and guarded, man sets out on a mystic 
+journey on an unseen road, traveling from the West to the East, and 
+then from the East to the West by way of the South, seeking a city 
+that hath foundations, where truth is known in fullness and life 
+reveals both its meaning and its mystery.  How profoundly true it is 
+of the way we all must walk.
+
+From the hour we are born till we are laid in our grave we grope our 
+way in the dark, and none could find or keep the path without a 
+guide.  From how many ills, how many perils, how many pitfalls we are 
+guarded in the midst of the years!  With all our boasted wisdom and 
+foresight, even when we fancy we are secure we may be in the presence 
+of dire danger, if not death itself.
+
+Truly it does not lie within a man to direct his path, and without a 
+true and trusted Friend in whom he can confide, not one of us would 
+find his way home.  So Masonry teaches us, simply but unmistakably, 
+at the first step as at the last, that we live and walk by Faith, not 
+by sight; and to know that fact is the beginning of wisdom.  Since 
+this is so, since no man can find his way alone, in life as in the 
+lodge we must with humility trust our Guide, learn His ways, follow 
+Him and fear no danger.  Happy is the man who has learned that 
+secret.
+
+No wonder this simple rite is one of the oldest and most universal 
+known among men.  In all lands, in all ages, as far back as we have 
+record, one may trace it, going back to the days when man thought the 
+sun was God, or at least His visible outshining, whose daily journey 
+through the sky, from East to the West by way of the South, he 
+followed in his faith and worship, seeking to win the favor of the 
+Eternal by imitating his actions and reproducing His ways upon earth.
+In Egypt, in India, in Greece, it was so.  In the East, among the 
+Magi, the priest walked three times around the Altar, keeping it to 
+his right, chanting hymns, as in the Lodge we recite words from the 
+Book of Holy Law.  Some think the Druids had the same rite, which is 
+why the stones at Stonehenge are arranged in circular form about a 
+huge altar; and no doubt it is true.
+
+What did man mean by the old and eloquent rite?  All the early 
+thought of man was mixed up with magic, and he is not yet free from 
+it.  One finds traces of it even in our own day.  By magic is meant 
+the idea that by imitating the ways of God we can actually control 
+Him and make Him do what we want done.  It is a false idea, but it 
+still clings to much of our religion, as when men imagine that by 
+saying so many prayers that they have gained so much merit.
+
+Masonry is not magic; it is moral science.  In the Lodge we are 
+taught that we must learn the way and will of God, not in order to 
+use Him for our ends, but the better to be used by Him for His ends.  
+The difference may seem slight at first, but it is really the 
+difference between a true and a false faith - between religion and 
+superstition.  Much of the religion of today is sheer superstition, 
+in which magic takes the place of morals.  In Masonry morality has 
+first place, and no religion is valid without it.
+
+As might be expected, a rite so old, so universal, so profoundly 
+simple, has had many meanings read into it..  The more the better; as 
+a great teacher said of the Bible, the more meanings we find in it 
+the richer we are.  Some find in this old and simple rite a parable 
+of the history of Masonry itself, which had its origin in the East 
+and journeyed to the West, bringing the oldest wisdom of the world to 
+bless and guide the newest lands.
+
+Others see in it a symbol of the story of humanity, in its slow, 
+fumbling march up out of savagery into the light of civilization; and 
+it does lend itself to such a meaning.  Often the race has seemed to 
+be marching round and round, moving but making no progress; but that 
+is only seeming.  It does advance, in spite of the difficulties and 
+obstructions in its path.
+
+Still other think that it is a parable of the life of each 
+individual, showing our advance from youth with its rising sun in the 
+East, which reaches its zenith in the meridian splendor of the South, 
+and declines with the falling daylight to old age in the West.  It is 
+thus an allegory of the life of man upon the earth, its progress and 
+its pathos, and it is true to fact.
+
+All of these meanings are true and beautiful; but there is another 
+and deeper meaning taught us more clearly in the old English Rituals 
+than in our own.  It offers us an answer to the persistent questions:  
+What am I?  Whence Came I?  Whither Go I?  It tells us that the west 
+is the symbol of this world; the East of the world above and beyond.  
+Hence the colloquy in the first degree:
+
+"As a Mason, whence do you come?"
+"From the West."
+"Whiter do you journey?"
+"To the East."
+"What is your inducement?"
+"In quest of light."
+
+That is, man supposes that his life originated in this world, and he 
+answers accordingly.  But that is because he is not properly 
+instructed; he has not yet learned the great secret that the soul, 
+our life-star, had elsewhere its setting and comes from beyond this 
+world of sense and time.  It is only sent into this dim world of 
+sense  and shadow for discipline and development - sent to find 
+itself.  So, in the Third degree, the answers are different, for by 
+that time the initiate has been taught a higher truth:	
+
+"Whence do you come?"
+"From the East."
+"Whither are you wending?"
+"To the West."
+"What is your inducement?"
+"To find that which is lost."
+"Where do you hope to find it?"
+"In the center."
+
+Ah, here is real insight and understanding, to know which is to have 
+a key to much that we do and endure in our life on earth; much which 
+otherwise remains a riddle.  Our life here in time and flesh is a 
+becoming, a chance to find ourselves.  It is as Keats said, a vale of 
+soul-making, and the hard things that hit and hurt us must be needed 
+for our making, else they would not be.
+
+Nor do we walk with aimless feet, journeying nowhere, as the smart 
+philosophers of our day tell us.  It is not a futile quest in which 
+we are engaged.  And Masonry assures us that we are both guided and 
+guarded by the Friend who knows the way and may be trusted to the 
+end.  Its promise is that the veils will be removed from our eyes and 
+the truth made known to us, when we are ready and worthy to receive 
+it.  But, not until then!
+
+It is a goodly teaching, tried by long ages and found to be wise and 
+true.  Alas, it is easily lost sight of and forgotten, and we need to 
+learn it again and again.  Here too, Masonry is a wise teacher; it 
+repeats, line upon line, precept upon precept.  In every degree it 
+shows us the march of the soul around the Altar, and then beyond it 
+up the winding, spiral stair, and still beyond into the light and joy 
+of the Eternal Life.
+
+Save by the old Roman Road none attain the new.
+From the Ancient Hills alone we catch the view!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   March, 1927   No.3
+
+THE THINGS I KNOW
+
+by: Joseph Fort Newton, Litt. D.
+
+Synopsis of an address delivered before the Masonic Service 
+Association Annual Meeting, assembled in Chicago, Il, November 17, 
+1926.
+
+Three times in my life I have had a very wonderful dream; each time 
+it has come back with an amazing vividness, born, on each occasion, 
+of an hour of inner struggle and crisis.  Always it is a vision of a 
+great cathedral, built in the ancient form of a cross, stately, 
+imposing, piteous; an old great home of the human soul, the shrine of 
+faith, fellowship and hope.  It is Gothic in its architecture, that 
+form of architecture created and glorified by the genius and history 
+of Freemasonry, its achievement and its monument; the most eloquent 
+of all forms as embodying our own spirit and attempting to make God 
+eloquent among men.  I can see in my dream, or my vision, the lift of 
+its pillars, and the leap of its arches, and its great, glorious 
+dome, and in that framework always this vision has come.  I have 
+never been able to see the Altar or the Chancel distinctly, because 
+of a very blinding light.  No face, but only the sweep of a garment, 
+vast, white, but I know who is there at the Altar, and the Chancel.  
+I do not hear a voice, but somehow know what is being said.  Once 
+again, in that framework of Gothic glory, He is speaking the words 
+that He spoke of old, on the mountain and by the sea.  Somehow, I 
+don't know how, I know who it is and what he is saying.
+
+Next to the Temple and the speaker is the audience gathered there, 
+the most extraordinary of which any man ever dreamed.  All the great 
+minds and prophets of the older world are there.  Moses, the mighty 
+law giver, the great legislator of the human race is there.  
+
+Confucius, with his slant eyes and his queue, who dreamed of the 
+superior man, the ideal, to which all good men labor!  Buddha, all 
+pitiful, whose religion is the most majestic symphony of melancholy 
+in the whole compass of human history!  They are there.  Plato, a man 
+of angel mind, idealist, father of philosophy and of the theology, 
+with the greatest, sweetest and most luminous spirit that have ever 
+crossed our human pathway; by his side Aristotle, father if science, 
+patient, exact investigator, who anticipated, in flashes of insight, 
+so many things that have been verified both in science and 
+philosophy.  The company of prophets, from the days of Isaiah, with 
+his golden voice, on down; they are all there; 
+
+I know them and see them, on into our own time, and they are very 
+vivid to me.  Very distinct is the face of Emerson.  I see it only in 
+profile, a finely chiseled face, in which the genius of New England 
+took form.  What a company it is!  I could not name all of them, but 
+Voltaire, who built a little Temple over which he inscribes, "To the 
+Glory of God," is there.  And while the speaker utters once more, 
+with that voiceless voice, the truths which are the Magna Carta of 
+the spiritual life of mankind, I see all those in that Temple nodding 
+assent and saying, each in his own heart, Amen, Amen, Amen.
+
+Such is my dream, my brethren.  It came, by the mercy of God, when I 
+was only a lad in Texas, and again, in an hour of crisis in Iowa, 
+blessed to me and never-to-be-forgotten, for the friendships of a 
+lifetime formed there, and for the confidence of the Grand Lodge of 
+Iowa; and once in London, in the wild, dark, confused and terrifying 
+days of World War.  Always with increasing vividness that dream has 
+blessed my life.  It is a vision of unity, as you will discover.  It 
+leads to the ends of the earth and the limits of human history.  It 
+includes all religions and all races in its embrace.  Out of that 
+vision have grown certain  great convictions which, like the rock 
+ribs that hold the earth together, hold my life.  
+
+First, that all just men, all devout men, all spiritually minded men, 
+are everywhere of one religion.  They are trying to say the same 
+thing, each in his own tongue, with his own accent and emphasis, 
+speech that each has colored by his own environment, the degree of 
+his own spiritual development.  All are fundamental participators in 
+one common spiritual life, which they seek to interpret.
+
+That conviction is so fundamental in my life that it makes me utterly 
+indifferent to small things that seem to divide men into different 
+religions of different sects.  Some of my brethren in the lodge and 
+in the church, not knowing what I am telling you, misunderstand many 
+things.  They call me an "Ecclesiastical polygamist," for example, 
+meaning one who belongs to many churches.  Yes, exactly; because, in 
+the light of this vision, to me there is only one church, universal 
+and eternal.  All good men belong to it.  The different religious 
+communions to me are like the different rooms in one house, and the 
+doors are all open.  I walk from room to room in my Father's House.  
+I hold fellowship with all alike.  Perhaps I may live long enough to 
+belong officially to every church, on principle, even long enough to 
+have my vision understood.
+
+My second great conviction is that all just men, all devout men, are 
+not only trying to say the same thing, but they are trying to do the 
+same things, to define faith, to refine and purify the mind of 
+humanity and build it up into righteousness and moral intelligence, 
+and honest good will.  They have the same ideals.  If Confucius 
+speaks of the Superior man, he means what we mean by the Christian 
+man, Christ.  It is the one ideal that God has planted in the dream 
+and hope of mankind; the one great moral and spiritual enterprise 
+going in the world.  It is a great consolation, it is a great 
+reinforcement, to realize that fact.  It falls over one like a 
+consecration, and gives strength.
+
+The third conviction is, since men are trying to say the same thing, 
+and trying to do the same thing, the greatest things they must 
+finally learn to do together.  You can see, then, the philosophy of 
+my interest in The Masonic Service association and the Federal 
+Council of Churches.  I have the honor to be a member of the 
+committee on direction of the Federal Council on Churches of America, 
+and also to be Educational Director of The Masonic Service 
+association.  It is extremely interesting to see the same thing going 
+on among the religious communions and the Grand Lodges.  They are 
+trying to learn how to do the same things together., things which can 
+only be done together.  The same objection, the same criticism, the 
+same fears and misgivings are expressed in the Federal Council as in 
+this Association.  Some of the great religious communions will not 
+belong at all to the Federal Council of Churches. A Distinguished, 
+brilliant member of a great church said in an address a few weeks 
+ago; "The Federal Council will either collapse or become a Super 
+Church."  It sounded very familiar to me!  Somewhere I have heard a 
+rumor of that kind said about this Association - that it would either 
+collapse or become a Super Grand Lodge!  Well, there is no more idea 
+of a Super Grand Lodge in our minds than there is in the Federal 
+Council of Churches to make a Super-Church.  One is as undesirable as 
+the other.
+
+It is interesting that some of our churches are in it with one foot.  
+My Church, for example, with one foot, tentatively, experimentally.  
+The Episcopal Communion will cooperate on International Affairs and 
+with the Committee of International Good Will, but no further than 
+that.  So there are some lodges in America who will cooperate with 
+us, and use all out literature, and all our material and all our 
+machinery, but they won't use them in a common undertaking.  It is 
+amusing.  To watch this practice and procedure going on adds to the 
+joy of life.  "But it is going on!"  It is just as inevitable as 
+anything can be.  The very necessities of the situation demand a 
+united religious communion, in fellowship, at least, and in work, for 
+the things that need to be done can be done in no other way. War 
+cannot be abolished by stupid sectarianism.
+
+Pestilence, famine, war!  These three are the greatest evils, and the 
+worst of these is war.  Science has killed one pestilence after 
+another.  They lie like dead snakes by the side of the road.  
+
+Commerce and intercommunication make it possible to send relief from 
+one part of the world to the other very quickly.  Only a renewed 
+spiritual life can kill the spirit of strife in the hearts of men and 
+so purify them as to make war impossible.  It will take the whole 
+religion, united, purified and renewed to do that.
+
+But, this afternoon I am thinking of that Gothic Cathedral which 
+Freemasonry built, as the framework, the shrine, the home of the 
+religious life.  For we are builders.  This is what we are here to 
+build, a Temple, a House not made with human hands.  It will tower 
+into the heavens, but it is a Temple.  It is the great landmark of 
+Freemasonry, that Temple.  What are the foundations of it?
+There are three things that I know about Freemasonry, not much else.  
+I studied upon it many years, starting my study in the great library 
+of the Grand Lodge of Iowa.  But there are three fundamental things 
+that I do positively know.
+
+The first is that man was made for righteousness.  He can never be a 
+man, he can never be happy until he is a righteous man.  The mystery 
+of moral life comes back again and again as the profoundest mystery 
+of al life.  I find it here written in my own heart; what the dear 
+Quakers call "A Stop In The Mind," something that arrests men and 
+compels them to pass a moral judgment upon my acts and my thoughts.  
+Where it came from I do not know.
+
+I have my beliefs.  It is upon what I know that I build my beliefs.  
+But I do know I have this mystery of the moral sense in my own being.  
+It is here.  I did not create it.  I commands me.  The profoundest 
+mystery to me is not that I do wrong, as all of us do wrong, but that 
+there is something that brings me to judgment for doing wrong, 
+something within myself, that awful whisper of moral law.  I 
+understand what the Great thinker meant when he said that there were 
+two things that overwhelmed him, the still depth of a starlit night, 
+and the awful moral law within.
+
+When I try to think, when I try to interpret the meaning of that 
+great fact in the life of my fellow man, then I have the cornerstone 
+of all theology, of all understanding of life.  You can push it back 
+just as far as you please.  You can say, as some will want to say, 
+that this whisper within me is the echo of an old racial memory and 
+experience.  No doubt!.  But whence came the first bias of man 
+towards righteousness, the first sense and command within himself 
+that he must be a righteous man?  Whence did the voice of that 
+command come?
+
+What is true of humanity is true of myself.  It can never be happy 
+until it attains righteousness.  He has a choice and an ability to 
+choose the right and refuse the wrong; or to choose the wrong and 
+refuse the right.  One involves the other.
+
+I am aware that there prevails in our time the fatalistic philosophy 
+which tells us that we are no more responsible for our thoughts and 
+acts than we are for the shape of our heads and the color of our 
+eyes.  That philosophy is plausible, but in my heart I know it to be 
+false.  I am not a machine.  I am no organism.
+
+That is the first fundamental thing that I know about Freemasonry.  
+And the second thing, that not only is man made for righteousness, 
+but man is made for man.  He cannot attain the richest character, the 
+moral personality apart from his fellow man.  Talent may develop in 
+solitude.  Character is the creation of fellowship and of fraternity.  
+This ancient and honorable fraternity is built upon this fact, that 
+we are made one for the other; that our lives fit one into another 
+and are woven together to make a Divine fabric, a cloth of gold.
+  
+This fact unites us in a temple of vision.  We are made one for 
+another.  Muhammad was right when he said if man would not help man 
+the end of the world had come.  The end of the human world has 
+certainly arrived when man refuses to aid and assist his fellow man.  
+Here is the basis of our beautiful doctrine of brotherly love, relief 
+and truth because we can never know the truth until we know it 
+together.  There are some things we may know in isolation, but we 
+cannot know the highest truth alone.  We can only learn it together.  
+It is by practicing brotherhood that we learn to know God.
+
+Finally, the third thing.  Not only is man made for righteousness and 
+man made for man, but man is made for God.  His spirit is formless 
+and alone, even in the warmest fellowship, until at last together we 
+find the source from whence we come, the light from whence flashes 
+that spark of moral law and spiritual vision within us, the veiled 
+kindness of the Father of all men.  One of the greatest minds of any 
+time put it in an unforgettable way when he said; "Lord, Thou Hast 
+Made Us For Thyself, And Our Hearts Are Restless Until They Rest In 
+Thee."  I am speaking about God, in a Fraternity, the first great 
+universal landmark of which is God!
+
+Three things which appeal to me in Masonry are, first, its 
+simplicity.  All supremely great things, like all supremely great 
+men, are simple.  Turn the pages of history and call the names of 
+Martin Van Buren, of Benjamin Disraeli, of Talleyrand!  You feel that 
+you are in the presence of great men, but something arrests you and 
+prevents you from believing those men are supremely great.  They had 
+great characteristics.  They were past masters of the art and wise in 
+the manipulations of diplomacy.  But turn another page and read the 
+names of Washington and Lincoln, and instantly you feel that those 
+two belonged to a different order of men.  They are supremely great, 
+in the open and in the sunlight; and sublimely simple.  So it is with 
+Masonry.  There are many fraternities in the world.  They have great 
+characteristics. But to me the outstanding glory of Masonry is the 
+simplicity of its symbolism, of its faith and of its philosophy.  As 
+I have tried to state it, man is made for righteousness, man is made 
+for man, and man is made for God.  You cannot go beyond that, or 
+above it.  It is something to think about through a whole lifetime, 
+as a scheme of philosophy and of faith.
+
+Second, in all my Masonic life, as a student or a teacher of Masonry, 
+and a worker in its behalf; it has been always in my heart to use 
+Masonry as a wand of blessing and never as a weapon of battle.  It is 
+intended to make men friends, to bring men of all types of 
+temperament, antecedents and training together; to discover their 
+brotherhood and make them builders of a purer world.  The temptation 
+is very great sometimes, for good men and true, to use Masonry as a 
+weapon of battle.  But we must never do it.  I refuse to do it.  It 
+is too great.  It is too beautiful.  It is too Holy!
+
+Third, to me Masonry is one of the forms of the Divine life among 
+men.  It has come to us from a long, long past; bringing symbolisms 
+to understand which is to understand the meaning of life; what it is 
+to be a man and how to be a righteous man; how best to serve our 
+fellow-man and, therefore, best serve God.  It is not a religion, but 
+it is religion in its very essence, genius and spirit.
+
+Its simplicity then, its dignity, and its spirituality; these things, 
+with the vision I have told you, sustain me in all that try to do, 
+and permit me to forget the incredible pettiness of mind that we 
+sometimes encounter, enabling me to join hands with my brethren 
+everywhere to do something, if it be only a little, before the end of 
+the day, to make a gentler, kinder and wiser world in which to live!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V    April, 1927   No.4
+
+MORE LIGHT
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Goethe was one of the myriad-minded men of our race, and a devout 
+member of our gentle Craft.  When he lay dying, as the soft shadow 
+began to fall over his mind, he said to a friend watching over his 
+bed : "open the window and let in more light!"  The last request of a 
+great poet-Mason is the first quest of every Mason.
+
+If one were asked to sum up the meaning of Masonry in one word, the 
+only word equal to the task is - light!  From its first lesson to its 
+last lecture, in every degree and every symbol, the mission of 
+Masonry is to bring the light of God into the life of man.  It has no 
+other aim, knowing that when the light shines the truth will be 
+revealed.
+
+A Lodge of Masons is a House of Light.  Symbolically it has no roof 
+but the sky, open to all the light of nature and of grace.  As the 
+sun rises in the East to open and rule the day, so the Master rises 
+in the East to open and guide the Lodge in its labor.  All the work 
+of the Lodge is done under the eye and in the name of God, obeying 
+Him who made the great lights, whose mercy endureth forever.
+
+At the center of the Lodge, upon the Altar of Obligation, the Great 
+Lights shine upon us, uniting the light of nature and the whiter 
+light of revelation.  Without them no Lodge is open in Due Form, and 
+no business is valid.  As the moon reflects the light of the sun, as 
+the stars are seen only when the sun is hidden, so the Lesser Lights 
+follow dimly when the Greater Lights lead.
+
+To the door of the Lodge comes the seeker after Light, hoodwinked and 
+groping his way - asking to be led out of shadows into realities; out 
+of darkness into light.  All initiation is "Bringing Men To Light," 
+teaching them to see the moral order of the world in which they must 
+learn their duty and find their true destiny.  It is the most 
+impressive drama on earth, a symbol of the Divine education of man.
+So, through all its degrees, its slowly unfolding symbols, the 
+ministry of Masonry is to make men "Sons Of Light" - men of insight 
+and understanding who know their way and can be of help to others who 
+stumble in the dark.  Ruskin was right:  "To See Clearly is Life, 
+Art, Philosophy and Religion - All In One."  When the light shines 
+the way is plain, and the highest service to humanity is to lead men 
+out of the confused life of the senses into the light of moral law 
+and spiritual faith.
+
+To that end Masonry opens upon its Altar the one great Book of Light, 
+its pages glow with "A Light That Never Was On Sea Or Land," shining 
+through the tragedies of man and the tumults of time, showing us a 
+path that shineth more and more unto the perfect day.  From its first 
+page to the last , the key-word of the Bible is light; until, at the 
+end, when the City of God is built it will have no need of the sun or 
+the moon or the stars; for God is the Light of it.  
+
+And God Said, Let There Be Light;   And there was light.
+God Is Light, And In Him Is, No Darkness At All.  Thy Word Is A 
+Lamp Unto My Feet;
+And A Light Unto My Path.  The entrance Of Thy Word, Giveth Light.
+The Lord Is My Light And My Salvation;  Whom I Shall Fear.
+There Is No Light For The Righteous, Gladness For The True.
+The Lord Shall Be To Thee An Everlasting Light.
+To Them That Sat In Darkness, Light Is Sprung Up.
+He Stumbleth Not, Because He Seeth The Light.
+I Am Come A Light Into The World, While Ye Have The Light, Believe 
+In The Light.
+Let Your Light Shine Before Man.
+
+To find the real origin of Masonry we must go far back into the past, 
+back before history.  All the world over, at a certain stage of 
+culture, men bowed down in worship of the sun, moon and the stars.  
+In prehistoric graves the body was always buried in a sitting 
+position, and always facing to the East, that the sleeper might be 
+ready to spring up early to face the new and brighter day.
+
+Such was the wonder of light and its power over man, and it is not 
+strange that he rejoiced in its beauty, lifting up hands of praise.  
+The Dawn was the first Altar in the old Light Religion of the race.
+Sunrise was an hour of prayer, and sunset, with its soft farewell 
+fires, was the hour of sacrifice.  After all, religion is a Divine 
+Poetry, of which creeds are prose versions.  Gleams of this old Light 
+religion shine all through Masonry, in its faith, in its symbols, and 
+still more in its effort to organize the light of God in the Soul of 
+Man. 
+
+Such a faith is in accord with all the poetries and pieties of the 
+race.  Light is the loveliest gift of God to man; it is the mother of 
+beauty and the joy of the world.  It tells man all that he knows, and 
+it is no wonder that his speech about it is gladsome and grateful.  
+Light is to the mind what food is to the body; it brings the morning, 
+when the shadows flee away, and the loveliness of the world is 
+unveiled.
+
+Also, there is a mystery in light.  It is not matter, but a form of 
+motion; it is not spirit, though is seems closely akin to it.  Midway 
+between the material and the spiritual, it is the gateway where 
+matter and spirit pass and repass. Of all the glories in its 
+gentleness, its benignity, its pity, falling with impartial 
+benediction alike upon the just and the unjust, upon the splendor of 
+wealth and the squalor of poverty.
+
+Yes, God is light, and the mission of Masonry is to open the windows 
+of the mind of man, letting the dim spark within us meet and blend 
+with the light of God, in whom there is no darkness.  There is "A 
+Light That Lighteth Every Man That Cometh Into The World," as we 
+learn in the Book of Holy Law; but too often it is made dim by evil, 
+error and ignorance; until it seems well nigh to have gone out.
+Here now some of the most terrible words in the Bible: "Eyes they 
+have, but they do not see."  How many tragedies it explains, how many 
+sorrows it accounts for.  Most of our bigotries and brutalities are 
+due to blindness.  Most of the cruel wrongs we inflict upon each 
+other are the blows and blunders of the sightless.  Othello was 
+blinded by jealousy, Macbeth by ambition; as we are apt to be blinded 
+by passion, prejudice or greed.
+
+With merciful clarity Jesus saw that men do awful things without 
+seeing what they do.  "Father, forgive them for they know not what 
+they do."  The pages of history are blacker than the hearts of the 
+men that made the history.  Man is not as wicked as the wrongs he has 
+done.  Unless we see this fact, much of the history of man will read 
+like the records of hell - remembering the atrocities of the 
+Inquisition, the terrors of the French Revolution, and the red horror 
+of Russia.  It is all a hideous nightmare - man stumbling and 
+striking in the dark.
+
+No, humanity is more blind than bad.  In his play, "St. Joan," Shaw 
+makes one of his characters say:  "If you only saw what you think 
+about, you would think quite differently about it.  It would give you 
+a great shock. I am not cruel by nature, but I did not know what 
+cruelty was like. I have been a different man ever since."  Alas, he 
+did not see what he had done until the hoodwink had been taken off.
+More and more some of us divide men into two classes - those who see 
+and those who do not see.  The whole quality and meaning of life lies 
+in what men see or fail to see.  And what we see depends upon what we 
+are.  In the Book of the Holy Law the verb "to see" is close akin to 
+the verb "to be," which is to teach us that character is the secret 
+and source of insight.  Virtue is vision; vice is blindness.  
+
+"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see god."
+
+Thus our gentle Masonry, by seeking to "Bring Men to Light," not 
+simply symbolically but morally and spiritually, is trying to lift 
+the shadow of evil, ignorance and injustice off the life of man.  It 
+is a benign labor, to which we may well give the best that we are or 
+hope to be, toiling to spread the skirts of light that we and all men 
+may see what is true and do what is right.
+
+What the sad world needs - what each of us needs - is more light, 
+more love, more clarity of mind and more charity of heart; and this 
+is what Masonry is trying to give us.  Once we take it to heart, it 
+will help us to see God in the face of our fellows, to see the power 
+of a lie and its inherent weakness because it is false, to see the 
+glory of truth and its final victory - to see these things is to be a 
+Mason, to see these things is to be saved.
+
+O Light that followeth all my way, I yield my flickering torch to 
+thee;
+My heart restores its borrowed ray, That in thy sunshine's blaze, 
+Its day may brighter, fairer be.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V    May, 1927   No.5
+
+WHAT MASONRY MEANS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+There were four of them in the Ante Room besides the Tiler; a Past 
+Master, a Junior Officer, the Oldest Member and a newly raised 
+brother.  They had been telling the newly made brother what they 
+could of the Ancient Craft, what he night expect from it and in it, 
+and how he could proceed to get the greatest benefit from it.
+
+When they had finished, he asked:  "Tell me, you are old and 
+experienced in Masonry, what does it really mean to you?"
+"What does Masonry mean to me?  The Past Master stopped to weigh his 
+words.  "I think it means the chance of being of service to my fellow 
+men.
+
+"I have had the distinguished honor of being selected, at one time, 
+to preside over this lodge.  The honor, deserved or not, came because 
+I was willing to serve my fellow members and work for the good of the 
+Order.  As I look back on it, I see that readiness to serve was 
+created in me by my feeling of gratitude to the Fraternity for what I 
+had received from it.  Yet, all that I did receive - friends, good 
+times, instruction and a new idea - came to me from serving.  So, in 
+a way, I have to say that a desire to serve came from serving!
+
+I think every man has a desire to be of use in the world.  It may be 
+in the big outside world, or some inner, restricted world; but the 
+desire to serve is the same.  The teacher in the schools is not one 
+because of the rewards; a good teacher has to teach.  He or she can't 
+be happy doing anything else.  The Minister in the church is seldom 
+rewarded materially as he might have been in some other profession.  
+His reward has to come from the consciousness of having been of use.  
+I have talked to a great many men who are distinguished successes in 
+their several lines, and none of them ever considered their material 
+success as their greatest reward.  I know a railroad builder who is 
+far more proud of his success in tunneling a mountain than in the 
+riches he has won for his family.  I know a banker who points with 
+much more pride to the businesses he has helped to build than to his 
+own substantial fortune.  And so I find it in Masonry - there is a 
+much greater joy in the actual feeling that one is of use to his 
+fellows, than there is in the honor of being selected as one to lead, 
+for a while, an organization.  
+
+"I am still active in this lodge.  There are no more honors for me to 
+win here.  I shall never be anything but a Past Master.  Yet I find 
+real pleasure in working on the Educational Committee, and in being a 
+member of the Instruction Committee.
+
+"I believe that many men, especially those whose vocations in life do 
+not appear, on the surface, as being of conspicuous service to 
+mankind, find in Masonry an opportunity to express that altruism 
+which is deep in every man's heart.  They here express themselves as 
+servants of men.  They learn in order to teach.  They work, in order 
+that other men may have a better time, be happier and more 
+comfortable.  They call on the sick, not because it is the thing for 
+a Mason to do, but to render to their unfortunate brethren some mead 
+of comfort from their own state of health and happiness.   
+
+"The lodge to me is place of labor - a place where I can be of some 
+use in the world without thought of reward or hope of any material 
+pay.  Yes, I think I can answer your question by saying; "Masonry 
+means to me the chance to be of service."
+
+The Junior Officer took up the conversation.
+
+"To me, Masonry means inspiration," he stated.  "I am a Municipal 
+Court Judge.  My daily work is concerned entirely with the lower, 
+harder, meaner and dirtier side of life.  I spend my day with 
+bootleggers, wife-beaters, thieves, sneaks and dope-peddlers.  I hear 
+only the sadder sort of stories.  If I believed all life was like 
+what I see of it, I wouldn't want to live.
+
+"But, I don't believe it.  A very wise old Judge, with whom I talked 
+before I went on the bench told me that the most important thing a 
+Judge had to do was to keep a sane viewpoint.  He said a Judge who 
+allowed himself to become warped in his valuation of human beings was 
+not a good Judge.  Masonry is the inspiration that keeps me from 
+allowing what I see, to be, to me, all there is of life.
+
+"In Masonry I find only an altruistic viewpoint.  There is not, 
+anywhere in Masonry a single thing that is selfish.  There is in it 
+not a prayer for self.  There is in it not a single act which a 
+Brother does which is for himself.  Officers in the Lodge, of whom 
+I'm proud to be one, work hard to put on a good degree, doing the 
+work correctly, trying to make it impressive - why?  Not for 
+themselves,  Not that they may get anything out of it, but in order 
+that the candidate be properly impressed and instructed - so that he 
+can make something of Masonry his own and thus be a better man.
+"Brethren appointed on an investigating committee must go out and 
+work.  They must take time from their own pleasures or labors to look 
+into the qualifications of anyone who wants to be a Mason, and has 
+submitted a petition.  There is nothing in it for them.  They do it 
+unselfishly, for their fellows, and the petitioner.  That is 
+inspiring.  It shows that there is another side to life than the one 
+I see all day long.
+
+"Anyone who sits all day in my sort of a court might well be excused 
+for thinking that God has deserted a part of the earth, and some of 
+His people.  It's hard to believe that the drunken sot who beats an 
+innocent child, the dope-peddler who deliberately tries to turn a 
+school boy into a cocaine fiend so he can sell him "Snow," the 
+bootlegger who deliberately sells, to unsuspecting fools, booze he 
+knows to be poisonous; can have any good in him.  Masonry teaches me 
+that there is good everywhere, in every man, if you only hunt deep 
+enough.  Masonry never lets me forget that a Perfect Ashlar is made 
+of a Rough Ashlar - that the perfect stone is inside the rough stone 
+all the time, only waiting the cunning hand of the workman to knock 
+away the rough-nesses to reveal the perfection underneath.  Masonry 
+teaches me there is a perfect ashlar under the rough exteriors I see.  
+I am not sure I could keep on knowing that, if it wasn't for 
+Freemasonry raising my eyes upward and keeping always in my heart the 
+knowledge that more men are good than bad, more men helpful than 
+hindering, more men God-Fearing than God-Hating.  So I must answer 
+you, my brother, that to me Masonry means inspiration, a holding 
+constantly before my inner eyes a spiritual ideal, so that I can 
+forget the material wrong and evil which is so rife in the world in 
+which I live."
+
+"Well, I'll agree that Freemasonry may be all things to all men," the 
+Oldest Mason began, seeing that the Junior Officer had finished.  
+"And perhaps you won't think that what Masonry means to me is as big 
+and as fine as the opportunity for service that the Past Master sees, 
+and the inspiration that the Junior Officer finds.  To me, Masonry 
+means the chance to make friends.
+
+"The young man thinks that friends are easy to make, and I dare say 
+many a man thinks he could make them as easily in a club or a board 
+of trade as he could in a lodge.  But there is a great difference 
+between the friendships made in profane gatherings, and those which 
+result from meeting ON THE LEVEL.
+
+"As I see it, there must be some sort of mutually shared background 
+for any real friendship.  Two men must have something to which both 
+can hold if they are to draw themselves together, against the 
+naturally repellent forces which makes us all suspicious of all the 
+rest of humanity.
+
+"There is a GOLDEN CORD in Masonry to which we can all hold.  We all 
+have a cable tow about us, and by it we can pull ourselves closer 
+together.  We meet on a common level.  We think the same sort of 
+thoughts at the same time.  When we worship the grand Articifer of 
+the Universe, we do it in the same way, with the same words, at the 
+same time.  It is not germane to say, BUT SO THEY DO IN A CHURCH. for 
+there are a great many churches, each with its own way of approach to 
+the throne of the Most High.  But in all Masonic lodges, the approach 
+is one ground of unity, on which friendships may be formed. 
+
+"There is another. How says our ritual?  To relieve the distressed is 
+a duty incumbent upon all, but particularly on Masons, who are linked 
+together by an indissoluble chain of sincere affection.  To soothe 
+the unhappy, to sympathize with their misfortunes, to compassionate 
+their miseries and restore peace to their troubled minds, is the 
+great aim we have in view.  On this basis we form out friendships and 
+establish connections.  I find the charity and the sympathy of a 
+Masonic Lodge a great force in the making of friends, and strangely 
+enough, it makes little difference which end of the golden cord the 
+individual brother holds.  If I sympathize and try to help my 
+brother, I become friendly toward him.  If I am in trouble, and he 
+sympathizes with and tries to help me, I feel friendly toward him.  I 
+feel friendly to the new young brother just coming into the lodge 
+because he has won his way against odds, into out charmed circle, and 
+I wish him well.  The mere wishing him good luck makes me feel 
+friendly.  To the older members, with whom I have stood so many times 
+in lodge prayer, with whom I have joined so many times in degrees, 
+with whom so many times I have visited the sick, attended funerals or 
+enjoyed innocent gaiety at refreshment.  I am friendly because of our 
+common interests and feelings.
+
+"I have made, and I think that every good Mason does, some of the 
+best friends in the world, through Masonic association.  Masonry 
+picks her brethren.  We are all alike in a few fundamentals, before 
+we become Masons.  So we have an unusual opportunity to make friends 
+in Masonry.  I think that must stand as my answer to our young 
+brother's question, what Masonry means to me - an opportunity to make 
+friends.
+
+"Now that our young friend has heard us, I should like to hear what 
+he thinks.  What, my brother, does Masonry mean to you?"
+The newly raised brother flushed a little, embarrassed at being 
+called on for an expression of opinion in the presence of those so 
+much older and wiser in the Craft.
+
+"It's all so new to me," he answered, hesitating a little, "I am 
+quite willing to take your several interpretations of Masonry and its 
+meaning.  But so far none of you has mentioned what it is to me, the 
+of the opportunity which Masonry gives.  To me, Masonry means a 
+chance to learn.  I have been instructed that I should study the 
+seven liberal arts and sciences, and the several degrees all put a 
+good deal of stress on the teachings of Masonry.  I have read one or 
+two books which hint at a great deal that is concealed, much more 
+than is revealed.  It seems to me that the world of study and 
+information which Freemasonry opens up to her initiates is her 
+greatest boon.  I  find a great many different interpretations of 
+Masonic symbols.  Unless I conclude that some are right and some are 
+wrong, a symbol must have many meanings.  Yet only one is given in 
+the degree.  That must mean that it is intended that I study them, 
+and dig into them for myself, and try to find all the various 
+meanings.
+
+"My business in life is that of a teacher of English.  
+I know how peculiar is the symbolism of words.  Take the word 
+profane, which one of you used.  It comes from pro - without - and 
+fane, the church.  You used it as meaning just that - some one 
+without the Temple of Freemasonry.  Time has corrupted that good old 
+English word to mean something entirely different - most of us think 
+of something profane as meaning opposed to what is sacred; to profane 
+is to make light of, or blaspheme that which is Holy.  It seems to me 
+that some Masonic symbols may have been changed by time, too, as 
+words are changed, and that the patient digger after facts might 
+uncover a mine of interesting and valuable information if he is 
+willing to study.  So, without in any way putting my thoughts forward 
+as better than those I have heard, I think Masonry means to me, at 
+least so far, an opportunity to increase my knowledge."
+
+"We haven't heard from the Tiler yet!"  The Past Master turned to the 
+Guardian of the Door.  "What does Masonry mean to you?"
+
+"You've all wasted a lot of words to say something you all mean!" 
+responded the Tiler.  "One of you thinks Masonry means SERVICE, 
+another thinks it means INSPIRATION. and another thinks it means 
+FRIENDS, and still another thinks it means KNOWLEDGE.  They all come 
+from the same source.  And that is what Masonry really means.
+
+"You have overlooked what is to me the most significant symbols.  If 
+Masonry means SERVICE,  and FRIENDS, and INSPIRATION, and KNOWLEDGE; 
+what else can you say it means, except just GOD?"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V    June, 1927   No.6
+
+SO MOTE IT BE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+How familiar the phrase is.  No Lodge is ever opened or closed, in 
+due form, without using it.  Yet how few know how old it is, much 
+less what a deep meaning it has in it.  Like so many old and lovely 
+things, it is so near to us that we do not see it.
+
+As far back as we can go in the annals of the Craft we find this old 
+phrase.  Its form betrays its age.  The word MOTE is an Anglo-Saxon 
+word, derived from an anomalous verb, MOTAN.  Chaucer uses the exact 
+phrase in the same sense in which we use it, meaning "So May It Be."  
+It is found in the Regius Poem, the oldest document of the Craft, 
+just as we use it today.
+
+As everyone knows, it is the Masonic form of the ancient AMEN which 
+echoes through the ages, gathering meaning and music as it goes until 
+it is one of the richest and most haunting of words.  At first only a 
+sign of assent, on the part either of an individual or of an 
+assembly, to words of prayer or praise, it has become to stand as a 
+sentinel at the gateway of silence.
+
+When we have uttered all that we can utter, and our poor words seem 
+like ripples on the bosom of the unspoken, somehow this familiar 
+phrase gathers up all that is left - our dumb yearnings, our deepest 
+longings - and bears them aloft to One who understands.  In some 
+strange way it seems to speak for us into the very ear of God the 
+things for which words were never made.
+
+So, naturally, it has a place of honor among us.  At the marriage 
+Altar it speaks its blessing as young love walks toward the bliss or 
+sorrow of hidden years.  It stands beside the cradle when we dedicate 
+our little ones to the Holy life, mingling its benediction with our 
+vows.  At the grave side it utters its sad response to the shadowy 
+AMEN which death pronounces over our friends.
+
+When, in our turn, we see the end of the road, and would make a last 
+will and testament, leaving our earnings and savings to those whom we 
+love, the old legal phrase asks us to repeat after it: "In The Name 
+Of God, AMEN."  And with us, as with Gerontius in his Dream, the last 
+word we hear when the voices of earth grow faint and the silence of 
+God covers us, is the old AMEN, So Mote It Be.
+
+How impressively it echoes through the Book of Holy Law.  We hear it 
+in the Psalms, as chorus answers to chorus, where it is sometimes 
+reduplicated for emphasis.  In the talks of Jesus with his friends it 
+has a striking use, hidden in the English version.  The oft-repeated 
+phrase, "Verily, Verily I Say Unto You," if rightly translated means, 
+AMEN, AMEN, I say unto you."  Later, in the Epistles of Paul, the 
+word AMEN becomes the name of Christ, who is the AMEN of God to the 
+faith of man.
+
+So, too, in the Lodge, at opening, at closing, and in the hour of 
+initiation.  No Mason ever enters upon any great or important 
+undertaking without invoking the aid of Deity.  And he ends his 
+prayer with the old phrase, "So Mote It Be."  Which is another way of 
+saying: "The Will Of God Be Done."  Or, whatever be the answer of God 
+to his prayer: "So Be It - because it is wise and right.
+
+What, then, is the meaning of this old phrase, so interwoven with all 
+our Masonic lore, simple, tender, haunting?  It has two meanings for 
+us everywhere, in the Church, or in the Lodge.  First, it is assent 
+of man to the way and Will Of God; assent to His Commands; assent to 
+His Providence, even when a tender, terrible stroke of death takes 
+from us one much loved and leaves us forlorn.
+
+Still, somehow, we must say:" So it is; so be it.  He is a wise man, 
+a brave man; who, baffled by the woes of life, when disaster follows 
+fast and follows faster, can nevertheless accept his lot as a part of 
+the Will of God and say, though it may almost choke him to say it: 
+"So Mote It Be."  It is not blind submission, nor dumb resignation, 
+but a wise reconciliation to the Will of the Eternal.
+
+The other meaning of the phrase is even more wonderful; it is the 
+assent of God to the aspiration of man.  Man can bear so much - 
+anything, perhaps - if he feels that God knows, cares and feels for 
+him and with him.  If God says Amen, So it is, to our faith and hope 
+and love; it links our perplexed meanings, and helps us to see, 
+however dimly, or in a glass darkly, that there is a wise and good 
+purpose in life, despite its sorrow and suffering, and that we are 
+not at the mercy of Fate or the whim of Chance.
+
+Does God speak to man, confirming his faith and hope?  
+If so, how?  Indeed yes!  God is not the great I Was, but the great I 
+Am, and He is neither deaf nor dumb.  In Him we live and move and 
+have our being - He Speaks to us in nature, in the moral law, and in 
+our own hearts, if we have ears to hear.  But He speaks most clearly 
+in the Book of Holy Law which lies open upon our Alter.
+
+Nor is that all.  Some of us hold that the Word Of God "Became Flesh 
+and Dwelt Among Us, Full Of Grace and Truth," in a life the loveliest 
+ever lived among men, showing us what life is, what it means, and to 
+what fine issues it ascends when we do the Will of God on earth as it 
+is done in Heaven,  No one of us but grows wistful when he thinks of 
+the life of Jesus, however far we fall below it.
+
+Today men are asking the question: Does it do any good to pray?  The 
+man who actually prays does not ask such a question.  As well ask if 
+it does a bird any good to sing, or a flower to bloom?  Prayer is 
+natural and instinctive in man.  We are made so.  Man is made for 
+prayer, as sparks ascending seek the sun.  He would not need 
+religious faith if the objects of it did not exist.
+
+Are prayers ever answered?  Yes, always, as Emerson taught us long 
+ago.  Who rises from prayer a better man, his prayer is answered - 
+and that is as far as we need to go.  The deepest desire, the ruling 
+motive of a man, is his actual prayer, and it shapes his life after 
+its form and color.  In this sense all prayer is answered, and that 
+is why we ought to be careful what we pray for - because in the end 
+we always get it.
+
+What, then is the good of prayer?  It makes us repose on the unknown 
+with hope; it makes us ready for life.  It is a recognition of laws 
+and the thread of our conjunction with them.  It is not the purpose 
+of prayer to beg or make God do what we want done.  Its purpose is to 
+bring us to do the Will of God, which is greater and wiser than our 
+will.  It is not to use God, but to be used by Him in the service of 
+His plan.
+
+Can man by prayer change the Will of God?  No, and Yes. 
+True prayer does not wish or seek to change the larger Will of God, 
+which involves in its sweep and scope the duty and destiny of 
+humanity.  But it can and does change the Will of God concerning us, 
+because it changes our will and attitude towards Him, which is the 
+vital thing in prayer for us.
+
+For example, if a man living a wicked life, we know what the Will of 
+God will be for him.  All evil ways have been often tried, and we 
+know what the end is, just as we know the answer to a problem in 
+geometry.  But if a man who is living wickedly changes his way of 
+living and his inner attitude, he changes the Will of God - if not 
+His Will, at least His Intention.  That is, he attains what even the 
+Divine Will could not give him and do for him unless it had been 
+effected by His Will and Prayer.
+
+The place of Prayer in Masonry is not perfunctory.  It is not a mere 
+matter of form and rote.  It is vital and profound.  As a man enters 
+the Lodge as an initiate, prayer is offered for him, to God, in whom 
+he puts his trust.  Later, in a crisis of his initiation, he must 
+pray for himself, orally or mentally as his heart may elect.  It is 
+not just a ceremony; it is basic in the faith and spirit of Masonry.
+Still later, in a scene which no Mason ever forgets, when the shadow 
+is darkest, and the most precious thing a Mason can desire or seek 
+seems lost, in the perplexity and despair of the Lodge, a prayer is 
+offered. As recorded in our Monitors, it is a mosaic of Bible words, 
+in which the grim facts of life and death are set forth in stark 
+reality, and appeal is made to the pity and light of God.
+
+It is truly a great prayer, to join in which is to place ourselves in 
+the very hands of God, as all must do in the end, trust His Will and 
+way, following where no path is into the soft and fascinating 
+darkness which men call death.  And the response of the Lodge to that 
+prayer, as to all others offered at its Altar, is the old, 
+challenging phrase, "So Mote It Be!"
+
+Brother, do not be ashamed to pray, as you are taught in the Lodge 
+and the Church.  It is a part of the sweetness and sanity of life, 
+refreshing the soul and making clear the mind.  There is more wisdom 
+in a whispered prayer than in all the libraries of the world.  It is 
+not our business to instruct God.  He knows what things we have need 
+for before we ask him.  He does not need our prayer, but we do - if 
+only to make us acquainted with the best Friend we have.
+
+The greatest of all teachers of the soul left us a little liturgy 
+called the Lord's Prayer.  He told us to use it each for himself, in 
+the closet when the door is shut and the din and hum and litter of 
+the world is outside.  Try it Brother; it will sweeten life, make its 
+load lighter, its joy brighter, and the way of duty plainer.
+
+Two tiny prayers have floated down to us from ages agone, which are 
+worth remembering; one by a great Saint, the other by two brothers.  
+"Grant Me, Lord, ardently to desire, wisely to study, rightly to 
+understand and perfectly to fulfill that which pleaseth Thee."  And 
+the second is after the manner: "May two brothers enjoy and serve 
+Thee together, and so live today that we may be worthy to live 
+tomorrow."
+
+ "SO MOTE IT BE" 
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   July, 1927   No.7
+
+G
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Even a stranger, entering a Masonic Lodge Room, as he may do on a 
+public occasion, must be struck by a mysterious Letter which hangs 
+over the chair of the Master in the East.  No one need tell him of 
+its meaning; it is a letter of light and tells its own story.
+
+Yet, no stranger can know its full meaning, much less how old it is.  
+Indeed, few Masons are aware of all that it implies, either as a 
+symbol or history.  There it shines, a focus of faith and fellowship, 
+the emblem of the Divine Presence in the Lodge, and in the heart of 
+each Brother composing it.	
+
+When the Lodge is opened, the mind and heart of each member should 
+also be opened to the meaning of the Great Symbol, to the intent that 
+its light and truth may become the supreme reality in our lives.  
+When the Lodge is closed, the memory of that Divine initial and its 
+august suggestions ought to be the last thought retained in the mind 
+, to be pondered over.
+
+In English Lodges its meaning and use are made clearer than among us.  
+There it shines in the center of the ceiling of the room, and the 
+Lodge is grouped around it, rather than assembled beneath it.  Below 
+it is the checkerboard floor, symbol of the vicissitudes of life, 
+over which hangs the whiter light of the divine guidance and 
+blessing, so much needed in our mortal journey.
+
+Also, in the Degrees its use is more impressive.  In the First and 
+Second degrees the symbol is visible in the roof, or sky, of the 
+Lodge Room, like a benediction.  In the Third Degree it is hidden, 
+but its presence is still manifest - as every Masons knows - since 
+the light of God is inextinguishable even in the darkest hours.  In 
+the Royal Arch it becomes visible again, but in another form, and in 
+another position, not to be named here.
+
+Thus, in the course of the degrees, the Great Letter has descended 
+from heaven to earth, as if to show us the deep meaning of Masonry.  
+In other words, the purpose of initiation is to bring God and Man 
+together, and make them one.  God becomes man that man may become God 
+- a truth which lies at the heart of all religion, and most clearly 
+revealed in our own.  At the bottom, every form of faith is trying to 
+lay hold of this truth, for which words were never made.
+
+In all the old houses of initiation, as far back as we can go, some 
+one letter of the alphabet stands out as a kind of Divine initial.  
+In the Egyptian Mysteries it was the "Solar Ra," a symbol of the 
+Spiritual Sun shining upon the mortal path.  In the Greek Mysteries 
+at Delphi it was the letter "E" - Eta - the fifth letter of the Greek 
+alphabet; five being the symbol of man, as evidenced by the five 
+senses.
+
+Hence also the pentagram, or five-pointed star.  In olden times 
+Fellowcraft Masons worked in groups of five, and five Brethren now 
+compose one of their Lodges.  Plutarch tells us in the Greek 
+Mysteries. the Letter Eta was made of wood in the First Degree, of 
+bronze in the Second Degree, and of Gold in the Third - showing the 
+advance and refinement of the moral and spiritual nature, as well as 
+the higher value to the truth that was unfolded.
+
+Many meanings and much history are thus gathered into the Great 
+Letter, some of it dim and lost to us now.  In our Lodges, and in the 
+thought of the craft today, the Letter "G" stands for Geometry, and 
+also as the initial for our word for God.  Now for one, now for the 
+other, but nearly always for both, since all Masonry rests upon 
+Geometry, and in all its lore Geometry is the way of God.
+
+Of the first of these meanings not much needs to be said.  In the 
+oldest Charges of the Craft, as in its latest interpretations, it is 
+agreed that Masonry is moral geometry.  What was forfelt by 
+philosophers and mystics in ancient times is now revealed to us by 
+the microscope.  It is an actual fact that Geometry is the thought-
+form of God in nature, in the snowflake and in the orbits of the 
+stars.
+
+Since this ancient insight is confirmed by the vision of science, in 
+the most impressive manner the great Letter may stand as the initial 
+of God, not alone by the accident of our language, but also and much 
+more by a faith founded in fact.  There is no longer any secret; it 
+cannot be hid, because it is written in the structure of things, in 
+all forms which truth and beauty take.
+
+Nor does Masonry seek to hide the fact that it rests in God, lives in 
+God, and seeks to lead men to God.  Everything Masonry has reference 
+to God, every lesson. every lecture; from the first step to the last 
+Degree.  Without God it has no meaning, and no mission among men.  It 
+would be like the house in the parable, built on the sand which the 
+floor swept away.  For Masonry, God is the first truth and the final 
+reality.
+
+Yet, as a fact, Masonry rarely uses the name of God.  
+
+It uses, instead, the phrase; "The Great Architect Of The Universe."  
+Of course such a phrase fits into the symbolism of the Craft, but 
+that is not the only - nor, perhaps the chief - reason why it is 
+used.  A deep, fine feeling keeps us from using the name of Deity too 
+often, lest it lose some of its awe in our minds.
+
+It is because Masons believe in God so deeply that they do not repeat 
+His Name frequently, and some of us prefer the Masonic way in the 
+matter.  Also, we love the Masonic way of teaching by indirection, so 
+to speak; by influence and atmosphere.  Masonry, in its symbols and 
+in its spirit, seeks to bring us into the presence of God and detains 
+us there, and that is the wisest way.
+
+In nothing is Masonry more deep-seeing than in the way in which it 
+deals with our attitude toward God, who is both the meaning and the 
+mystery of life.  It does not intrude, much less drive, in the 
+intimate and delicate things of the inner life - like a bungler 
+thrusting his hand into our heart-strings.
+
+No, all that Masonry asks is that we confess our faith in a Supreme 
+Being.  It does not require that we analyze or define in detail our 
+thought of God.  Few men have formulated their profound faith; 
+perhaps no man can do it, satisfactorily.  It goes deeper than the 
+intellect, down into the instincts and feelings, and eludes all 
+attempts to put it into words.
+
+Life and love, joy and sorrow, pity and pain and death; the blood in 
+the veins of man, the milk in the breast of woman, the laughter of 
+little children, the coming and goings of days, all the old, sweet, 
+sad human things that make up our mortal life - these are the bases 
+of our faith in God.  Older than argument, it is deeper than debate; 
+as old as the home, as tender as infancy and old age, as deep as love 
+and death.
+
+Men lived and died by faith in God long before philosophy was born, 
+ages before theology had learned its letters.  Vedic poets and 
+penitential Psalmists were praising God on yonder side of the 
+Pyramids.  In Egypt, five thousand years ago, a poet King sang of the 
+unity, purity and beauty of God, celebrating His Presence revealed, 
+yet also concealed, in the order of life.
+
+No man can put such things into words, much less into a hard and fast 
+dogma.  Masonry does not ask him to do so.  All that it asks is that 
+he tell, simply and humbly, in Whom he puts his trust in life and 
+death, as the source, security and sanction of moral life and 
+spiritual faith; and that is as far as it seeks to go.
+
+One thinks of the talk of the old Mason with the young nobleman who 
+was an atheist, in the Tolstoi story, "War and Peace."  When the 
+young count said with a sneer that he did not believe in God, the old 
+Mason smiled, as a mother might smile at the silly saying of a child.  
+Then, in a gentle voice, the old man said:
+
+"Yes, you do not know Him, sir.  You do not know Him and that is why 
+you are unhappy.  But he is here, He is within me, He is within you, 
+even in these scoffing words you have just uttered.  If He is not, we 
+should not be speaking of Him, sir.  Whom dost thou deny?"
+They were silent for a spell, as the train moved on.  
+
+Something in the old man touched the count deeply, and stirred in him 
+a longing to see what the old man saw, and to know what he knew.  His 
+eyes betrayed his longing to know God, and the old man read his face, 
+and answered his unasked question:
+
+"Yes, h exists, but to know him is hard.  It is not attained by 
+reason, but by life.  The highest truth is like the purest dew.  
+Could I hold in an impure vessel that pure dew, and judge of its 
+purity?  Only by inner purification can we know God."
+
+All these things - all this history and hope and yearning which 
+defies analysis - Masonry tells us in a shining Letter which hangs, 
+up in the Lodge.  It is the wisest way; its presence is a prophecy, 
+and its influence extends beyond our knowing, evoking one knows not 
+what memories and meditations.  Never do we see that Great Letter, 
+and think of what it implies, that we do not feel what Watts felt:
+
+O God, our help in ages past,
+Our hope in times to come,
+Our shelter from the stormy blast,
+And our eternal home.
+ "SO MOTE IT BE"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   August, 1927   No.8
+
+UNITED MASONIC RELIEF
+
+by: Unknown
+
+To relieve the distressed is a duty taught the Freemason as one of 
+the first lessons of the Ancient Craft.  Nothing in Freemasonry is 
+more touching, more solemn or more beautiful than the Rite of 
+Destitution; just how closely it nestles in the hearts of all who 
+experience it, is demonstrated by the reputation which the Masonic 
+Fraternity has for assisting the needy and being charitable toward 
+all mankind, more especially a brother Mason.
+
+Masonic relief is practiced by the brother toward the needy, by the 
+Lodge toward those of its members who have fallen upon evil days, and 
+often toward the profane as well.  Masonic relief by a group of 
+Lodges to a sister Lodge is commonplace in American Masonic history.  
+But Masonic relief recently has come to have a new and broader 
+meaning, and to be administered with a national vision.
+
+The Great War taught American Freemasonry that, no matter how ideal 
+was its group of forty-nine Grand Lodges, each sovereign in its own 
+jurisdiction, was the right to make its own rules and laws, decide 
+for itself what the ancient Landmarks are, and  rule its Masonic 
+principality as it thought wise, it was not a system designed for 
+united Masonic effort on a National scale.  The United States 
+Government could not treat with forty-nine Grand Lodges, which might 
+have forty-nine different ideas as to how Masonry might function 
+overseas for the relief and benefit of the men in khaki.  The result 
+was that, except for a few sporadic and divided efforts, organized 
+Freemasonry in America played but a very small part in the great 
+struggle beyond the ocean.  The spirit was willing, anxious; 
+brotherhood was frustrated, not by its lack of heart, but by its lack 
+of the machinery - or, perhaps it is better said, by its having too 
+much machinery for such an undertaking.
+
+Out of this trouble - and it was a very real trouble to many earnest 
+American Freemasons - grew The Masonic Service Association, formed of 
+a majority of the Grand Lodges of the United States.  In this 
+organization the several Grand Lodges created a servant which could 
+work for them all, which could do what no one of them could do for 
+itself.  One of the two main objects of the Association is the 
+collection, distribution and administration of United Masonic Relief; 
+when fire or flood, or other national disaster makes such relief 
+imperative, so that Masons can show nationally, as well as 
+individually, that they have fully learned the lesson of the Rite of 
+Destitution.
+
+This is a great country.  It has not only wonderful natural 
+resources, but wonderful potentialities for trouble.  We are subject 
+to disastrous fires.  We have tornadoes in the Middle West which do 
+more damage in less time than wind storms in any other part of the 
+earth.  We have the courage to set up Lares and Penates where nature  
+- and, until we learn, we set them up not always strong enough - 
+result, a Galveston or a Johnstown Flood.  And we have the Father of 
+the Waters, and the disastrous floods which afflict the lower 
+Mississippi region.
+
+During the immediate past, Freemasonry has had a chance to test the 
+instrumentality which the Grand Lodges set up.  First came the 
+terrible storm in Florida, which did such enormous damage, then the 
+terrific flood in the lower Mississippi Valley, which, even if less 
+destructive of life than the Florida Hurricane, was definitely 
+greater in the destruction of property.  Ten counties have been 
+flooded in the State of Mississippi, with a total of seven hundred 
+and thirty-five thousand acres.  Thirty-five counties have suffered a 
+similar fate in Arkansas, and nearly one-half of Louisiana has been 
+under water.  The total flood damage throughout the entire flood area 
+is estimated by those familiar with conditions, to be at least one-
+half billion dollars. 
+
+More than twenty thousand members of the Masonic Fraternity 
+affiliated with more than two hundred Lodges in the Jurisdictions of 
+Arkansas, Louisiana and Mississippi are materially affected by the 
+floods.  Many of these members of the Craft have lost everything they 
+had in the world, while others are able to hold on until a gracious 
+Providence, a beneficent government, or the Masonic Fraternity shall 
+render aid.
+
+In both disasters The Masonic Service Association was immediately 
+upon the scene, to offer its help and cooperation to the Masonic 
+Authorities in the afflicted area, and to make its appeal, not only 
+to its constituent members, but to all Masonic  Jurisdictions, for 
+contributions to the relief of worthy poor and distressed Master 
+Masons, their widows, orphans and dependents.
+
+Let it be roundly stated here and now, lest some critic think the 
+Association desires credit where no credit is due.  Some Masonic 
+relief would have come to Florida and to the Mississippi Flood 
+sufferers had their been no Masonic Service Association.  The great 
+heart of Freemasonry does not need an Association to be touched by 
+want and suffering.  But the relief could not have been either so 
+great, so prompt, or so effectively administered had their been no 
+central agency to correlate the many appeals, and assist in the 
+allocation of funds.  A movement with no leader, or with too many 
+leaders, will not progress near as fast as that which has a competent 
+general at the head.  It was in activities of this kind that the 
+association was of such great value in these two distressing 
+calamities.
+
+We are a cautious race; we naturally discount a man's own story of 
+his trouble, until we have investigated.  This is sound Masonic 
+practice.  Let an appeal for assistance come to the Lodge, and a 
+committee is commonly appointed to investigate and report the actual 
+facts to the Lodge.  This, not that the Lodge distrusts the good 
+faith of the appealing brother, but to get a dispassionate and 
+impersonal survey of the conditions.  In these national disasters, 
+The Masonic Service Association was able to act as a "Committee" and 
+to ascertain and report to all the Grand Lodges the actual conditions 
+and the need.
+
+Non-Masons not infrequently ask? "But isn't the Red Cross for just 
+such purposes, and do you not duplicate the work of that organization 
+when you, too, attempt national relief?"  The answers are many.  
+Consider the War.  Was the red Cross sufficient overseas?  Had the 
+Y.M.C.A. no function?  The Salvation Army?  The Red Cross does, 
+indeed, get promptly on the job in national disasters, but it cannot 
+do it all.  And among the "All" which it cannot do is the individual 
+rehabilitation work which Masonry is so peculiarly fitted to 
+accomplish, because of that Mystic tie which binds brother unto 
+brother, and brother unto the lodge; and, which neither the Red 
+Cross, nor any other sectarian organization can duplicate or 
+understand.
+
+The outpouring of relief from the various Masonic bodies over the 
+United States for both disasters was astonishing only to Non-Masons; 
+to the brethren, it was the expected thing.  But never before have 
+funds, from Masonry united to relieve the distress been so quickly 
+administered by one group of Masons; and it was this centralization 
+of relief authority and means which placed the money contributed 
+where it did the most good with the absolute minimum of expense.  In 
+Florida, it was less than one cent per dollar - more than 99 cents of 
+every dollar contributed went to relieve distress; the partial penny 
+remaining paying for office, postage, printing, advertising, travel, 
+etc.  The figures are not yet in for Mississippi Flood Relief, since 
+that task is still in the process of doing as these words are being 
+written.  It will be as low in proportion, although the greater area 
+affected, the destruction of so many of the existing means of 
+transportation and the consequent difficulties might well raise it to 
+a higher level, and it will still be low indeed.
+
+The amount of relief in Florida was $114,236.97 from all sources, of 
+which almost one hundred thousand dollars ($96,649.16) came from 
+Grand Lodges and other Masonic bodies outside of the State of 
+Florida.  In the Mississippi relief campaign, more than $500,000 has 
+been contributed at the present writing, and the money is still 
+coming in.  It is of special interest to note that in addition to 
+Lodges and Grand Lodges, nearly every Supreme Body of Masonry in 
+North America contributed to the Mississippi relief funds; they did 
+not stop to ask whether those to whom the relief would go were 
+Companions or Sir Knights or Nobles or Brothers, or Sisters of the 
+Eastern Star.  Masons and their families were in distress, and 
+practically all joined with Grand Lodges and individual Lodges 
+everywhere to contribute to the one relief fund asked for by the 
+three Grand Lodges, through the Masonic Service Association, for the 
+relief of Masons, regardless of Rite or Degree.  And it is to be 
+noted that the greatest contribution, except for those from Lodges 
+and Grand Lodges, came from women of the Eastern Star, who opened 
+their purses as wide as their hearts.
+
+Both in Florida and the flooded area, the procedure has been of the 
+same general character; immediately upon receipt of the news of the 
+disaster the Executive Secretary of The Masonic Service Association 
+went immediately to the scene, there to meet the Grand Masters whose 
+jurisdictions were suffering, advise with him or them, assist in 
+sending forth the appeal, and in creating the machinery necessary for 
+the proper use of the funds received.  It is necessary, in such 
+sudden disasters, first to create an organization for the use of the 
+funds; next, to make a survey of the situation and find out just what 
+is needed most, and where; and finally to see that Masons in distress 
+know where to come and how to reach the aid which is to be had for 
+the asking. 
+
+In Florida the situation was complicated by the fact that there were 
+so many sojourning Masons, not members of Florida Lodges.  Relatives 
+and friends all over the United States appealed to the Grand Lodge of 
+Florida for information concerning their loved ones.  It is to be 
+noted that no questions were raised in giving out of Masonic relief 
+as to where a brother belonged; as a matter of fact, of the 527 
+families relieved by Masons in Florida, 228 had men in Florida 
+Lodges; the remaining 297 possessed affiliates of other Grand 
+Jurisdictions.  In the Mississippi flood area the problem is made 
+difficulty not only by the fact that three States are effected, but 
+that the vastness of the devastation, and the utter need of many for 
+enough help to get started again.
+
+The machinery put in operation was run by the Grand Lodge of Florida, 
+in Florida; and in the flooded regions by a Board of Control of Grand 
+Officers from Mississippi, Louisiana and Arkansas who elected Grand 
+Master Johnson of Mississippi as Chairman.  All the funds received 
+have gone into a common relief fund; there has been no segregation of 
+money for this body, or that Rite.  The great bulk of the relief has 
+been a spontaneous outpouring from Masons everywhere, to Masons, - to 
+be disbursed by kindly, loving brethren of the Mystic Tie.
+
+For the benefit of those who may be interested in figures, a table is 
+appended to this Bulletin, showing the amount contributed to the 
+Mississippi Flood Fund by various bodies and States, up to and 
+including July 15, 1927.  Figures for Florida are not given, as that 
+relief campaign is closed, the Grand Master furnishing a C.P.A. audit 
+of the work of his committee at the Annual Communication of the Grand 
+Lodge in April, a copy of which has been sent to all entitled to 
+receive it.
+
+Mississippi Flood Relief is not yet finished, and cannot be for some 
+time.  But any Mason can well be proud of the relief offered by 
+Masonry to Masons; and the vast majority of brethren of the United 
+States can look with pride upon the table published herewith, and 
+exult that the Rite of Destitution meant something real, something 
+vital to their Lodges and Grand Lodges, and the allied Supreme Bodies 
+of other Rites.
+
+It is pleasant to publish the following Resolution, adopted in the 
+Grand Lodge of Florida at the Annual Communication assembled in 
+Jacksonville, last April:
+
+RESOLUTION OF THANKS
+ 
+"Resolved by the Most Worshipful Grand Lodge of Florida, that we 
+acknowledge with grateful hearts the liberal and substantial aid and 
+assistance rendered by the Masons of the United States to the 
+Sojourning and Resident Masons of Florida who were injured and 
+damaged by the storm that visited a portion of our State during the 
+month of September, 1926.
+
+"That our especial thanks are due, and hereby ex-pressed, to The 
+Masonic Service Association of the United States, to its very 
+efficient Executive Secretary, Brother Andrew L. Randell, P.G.M., and 
+its other executive officers, and to the Masonic Bodies named below, 
+for valuable aid and financial assistance rendered in the emergency 
+which confronted us.
+
+(Here was inserted a list of all contributors)
+
+"Resolved Further: That we express the hope and belief that this 
+manifestation of humanity and brotherly love may further cement the 
+bond of Fraternal regard which should exist between real Masons 
+through the length and breadth of our common country.
+"That the Grand Secretary, F. & A.M. of Florida, is hereby directed 
+to transmit a certified copy of this resolution, under his hand and 
+the Seal of the Grand Lodge, to each of the bodies and the 
+individuals mentioned above."
+
+"SO MOTE IT BE"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   September, 1927   No.9
+
+THE RUFFIANS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+As every Mason knows, at the heart of our mysteries lies a legend, in 
+which we learn how three unworthy craftsmen entered into a plot to 
+extort from a famous Mason a secret to which they had no right.  It 
+is all familiar enough, in its setting and sequence; and it is a part 
+of his initiation which no Mason ever forgets.
+
+In spite of its familiarity, the scene in which the Ruffians appear 
+is one of the most impressive that any man ever beheld, if it is not 
+marred, as it often is, alas, by a hint of rowdy.  No one can witness 
+it without being made to feel there is a secret which, for all our 
+wit and wisdom, we have not yet won from the Master Builder of the 
+world; the mystery of evil in the life of man.
+
+To one who feels the pathos of life and ponders its mystery, a part 
+of its tragedy is the fact that the Great Man, toiling for the good 
+of the race, is so often stricken down when the goal of his labors is 
+almost within his reach; as Lincoln was shot in an hour when he was 
+most needed.  Nor is he an isolated example.  The shadow lies dark 
+upon the pages of history in every age.
+
+The question is baffling:  Why is it that evil men, acting from low 
+motives and for selfish aims, have such power to throw the race into 
+confusion and bring ruin upon all, defeating the very end at which 
+they aim?  Is it true that all the holy things of life - the very 
+things that make it worth living - are held at the risk and exposed 
+to the peril of evil forces; and if so, why should it be so?
+
+If we cannot answer such questions we can at least ask another nearer 
+to hand.  Since everything in masonry is symbolic, who are the 
+ruffians and what is the legend trying to tell us?  Of course we know 
+the names they wear, but what is the truth back of it all which it 
+will help us to know?  As is true of all Masonic symbols, as many 
+meanings have been found as there have been seekers.
+
+It all depends on the key with which each seeker sets out to unlock 
+the meaning of Masonry.  To those who trace our symbolism to the 
+ancient solar worship, the three Ruffians are the three winter months 
+who plot to murder the beauty and glory of summer, destroying the 
+life-giving heat of the sun.  To those who find the origin of Masonry 
+in the Ancient Mysteries of Egypt, it is a drama of Typhon, the 
+Spirit of Evil, slaying Osirus the Spirit of Good, who is 
+resurrected, in turn rising triumphant over death.
+
+Not a few find the fulfillment of this oldest of all dramas in the 
+life and death of Jesus, who was put to death outside the city gate 
+by three of the most ruthless Ruffians - the Priest, the Politician 
+and the Mob.  Which of the three is the worst foe of humanity is hard 
+to tell, but when they work together, as they usually do, there is no 
+crime against man of which they have not been guilty.
+
+A few think that Masonry, as we have it, grew out of the downfall of 
+the Knights Templar, identify the three Assassins, as they are called 
+in the Lodges of Europe, with three renegade Knights who falsely 
+accused the Order, and so aided King Phillip and Pope Clement to 
+abolish Templarism, and slay its Grand Master,  A very few see in 
+Cromwell and his adherents the plot-ters, putting to death Charles 
+the First.
+
+It is plain that we must go further back and deeper down if we are to 
+find the real Ruffians, who are still at large.  Albert Pike 
+identified the three Brothers who are the greatest enemies of 
+individual welfare and social progress as Kingcraft, Priestcr-aft,  
+and the ignorant Mob-Mind.  Together they conspire to destroy 
+liberty, without which man can make no advance.
+
+The first strikes a blow at the throat, the seat of freedom of 
+speech, and that is a mortal wound.  The second stabs at the heart, 
+the home of freedom of conscience, and that is well-nigh fatal, since 
+it puts out the last ray of Divine Light by which man is guided.  The 
+third of the foul plotters fells his victim dead with a blow on the 
+brain, which is the throne of freedom of thought.
+
+No lesson could be plainer; it is written upon every page of the 
+past.  If by apathy, neglect or stupidity we suffer free speech, free 
+conscience, and free thought to be destroyed either by Kingcraft, 
+Priestcraft or the Mob-Mind; or, by all three working together - for 
+they are Brothers and usually go hand in hand - the Temple of God 
+will be dark, there will be no designs upon the Trestlboard, and the 
+result will be idleness, confusion and chaos.  It is a parable of 
+history - a picture of many an age in the past of which we read.
+For, where there is no light of Divine Vision, the Altar fire is 
+extinguished.  The people "perish" s the Bible tells us; literally 
+they become a mob, which is only another way of saying the same 
+thing.  There are no designs on the Trestleboard; that is, no 
+leadership, - as in Russia today, where the herd-mind runs wild and 
+runs red.  Chaos comes again, inevitably so when all the lights are 
+blown out, and the people are like ignorant armies that clash by 
+night.
+
+Of the three Ruffians, the most terrible, the most ruthless, the most 
+brutal is the ignorant Mob-Mind.  No tyrant, no priest can reduce a 
+nation to slavery and control it until it is lost in the darkness of 
+ignorance.  By ignorance we mean not merely lack of knowledge, but 
+the state of mind in which men refuse, or are afraid, to think, to 
+reason, to enquire.  When "The Great Free-doms of the Mind" go, 
+everything is lost!.
+
+After this manner Pike expounded the meaning of the three Ruffians. 
+who rob themselves, as they rob their fellow craftsmen, of the most 
+precious secret of personal and social life.  A secret, let it be 
+added, which cannot be extorted, but is only won when we are worthy 
+to receive it and have the wit and courage to keep it.   For, oddly 
+enough, we cannot have real liberty until we are ready for it, and 
+can only become worthy of it by seeking and striving for it.
+
+But some of us go further, and find the same three Ruffians nearer 
+home - hiding in our own hearts.  And naturally so, because society 
+is only the individual writ larger; and what men are together is 
+determined by what each is by himself.  If we know who the ruffians 
+really are, we have only to ask; what three things waylay each of us, 
+destroy character, and if they have their way either slay us or turn 
+us into ruffians?  Why do we do evil and mar the Temple of God in us?
+Three great Greek thinkers searched until they found the three causes 
+of sin in the heart of man.  In other words, they hunted in the 
+mountains of the mind until they found the Ruffi-ans.  Socrates said 
+that the chief ruffian is ignorance - that is, no man in his right 
+mind does evil unless he is so blinded by ignorance that he does see 
+the right.  No man, he said, seeing good and evil side by side, will 
+choose evil unless he is too blind to see its results.  An 
+enlightened self-interest would stop him.  Therefore, his remedy for 
+the ills of life is knowl-edge - more light, and a clearer insight.
+Even so, said Plato; it is all true as far as it goes.  But the fact 
+is that men do see right and wrong clearly, and yet in a dark mood 
+they do wrong in spite of knowledge.  When the mind is calm and 
+clear, the right is plain, but a storm of passion stirs up sediments 
+in the bottom of the mind, and it is so cloudy that clear vision 
+fails.  The life of a man is like driving a team of horses, one tame 
+and the other wild.  So long as the wild horse is held firmly all 
+goes well.  But, alas, often enough, the wild horse gets loose and 
+there is a run-away and a wreck.
+
+But that is not all, said Aristotle. We do not get to the bottom 
+truth of the matter until we admit the fact and possibil-ity - in 
+ourselves and in our fellows - of a moral perversity, a spirit of 
+sheer mischief, which does wrong, deliberately and in the face of 
+right, calmly and with devilish cunning, for the sake of wrong and 
+for the love of it.  Here, truly, is the real Ruffian most to be 
+feared - a desperate character he is, who can only be overcome by 
+Divine Help.
+
+Thus, three great thinkers capture the Ruffians, hiding somewhere in 
+our own minds.  It means much to have them brought before us for 
+judgment, and happy is the man who is wise enough to take them 
+outside the city of his mind and execute them.  Nothing else or less 
+will do.  To show them any mercy is to invite misery and disaster.  
+They are ruthless, and must be dealt with ruthlessly and at once.
+If we parley with them, if we soften toward them, we our-selves may 
+be turned into Ruffians.  Good but foolish Fellowcra-fts  came near 
+being intrigued into a hideous crime.  "If thy right eye offend, 
+pluck it out," said the greatest of Teachers.  Only a celestial 
+surgery will save the whole body from infection and moral rot.  We 
+dare not make terms with evil, else it will dictate terms to us 
+before we are aware of it.
+
+One does not have to break the head of a Brother in order to be a 
+Ruffian.  One can break a heart.  One can break his home.  One can 
+slay his good name.  The amount of polite and refined ruffianism that 
+goes on about us every day is appalling.  Watch-fulness is wisdom.  
+Only a mind well tiled, with a faithful inner guard ever at his post, 
+may hope to keep the ruffian spirit out of your heart and mine.  No 
+wise man dare be careless or take any chances with the thought, 
+feelings and motives he admits into the Lodge of the mind, whereof he 
+is Master.
+
+So let us live, watch and work, until Death, the last Ruffian, whom 
+none can escape, lays us low, assured that even the dark, dumb hour, 
+which brings a dreamless sleep about our couch, will not be able to 
+keep us from the face of God, whose strong grip will free us and lift 
+us out of shadows into the Light; out of dim phantoms into the Life 
+Eternal that cannot die. 
+
+"SO MOTE IT BE" 
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.27   October, 1927   No.10
+
+THE NORTHEAST CORNER
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Surely no Mason ever forgets the moment when he is placed in the 
+Northeast Corner of the Lodge, and hears the Master say, that he 
+there stands a just and upright Mason.  It is one of the thrills 
+along the great journey of initiation, a point at which the idea and 
+purpose of Masonry begin to take shape in the mind.
+
+A thrill of joy is felt in the Lodge, not only by the initiate but by 
+the Master and the Brethren, as if a son had been born, or a new 
+friend found; a note of exaltation on having arrived at so happy a 
+climax, as when a pilgrim pauses to rejoice in so much of a journey 
+done.  And naturally so, because the Corner Stone of a Mason's life 
+has been laid.
+
+Always, as far back as we can go in the story of mankind, the laying 
+of a Cornerstone has been a happy event.  It has always been 
+celebrated with solemn and joyous rites.  It is the basis of a new 
+building, the beginning of a new enterprise; and the good will of God 
+is invoked to bless the builders and the building.
+
+How much more, then, should it be so when a man takes the first step 
+out of Darkness toward the Light, and begins the adventure of a new 
+life!  More important by far then Temple or Cathedral is the building 
+of a moral character and a spiritual personality.   Stones will rot 
+and Temples crumble under the attrition of time, but moral qualities 
+and spiritual values belong to the Eternal Life.
+
+The initiate stands in the Northeast Corner on a foundation of 
+Justice, the one virtue by which alone a man can live with himself or 
+with his fellows.  Without it no structure will stand, in 
+architecture, as Ruskin taught us, much less in morals.  In the Rite 
+of Destitution he has learned to love Mercy, and at the Altar of 
+Obligation prayer has been offered, in fulfillment of the words of 
+the prophet:
+
+"He hath Shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord 
+require of thee, but to do justly, and to love Mercy, and to walk 
+humbly with thy God!"
+
+In the Northeast Corner the initiate stands midway between the North, 
+the place of darkness, and the East, the place of Light, whence 
+healing, revealing rays fall upon the life of man.  Such is his 
+position, symbolically, and rightly so.  He is an Entered Apprentice, 
+a beginner in the Masonic Art, neither in the Dark nor in the Light.  
+He has come out of the Darkness, his face set toward the Light, and 
+his quest is for more Light, with yet much light to dawn upon him.
+What is life for?  To live, of course; and only by living it do we 
+learn what it is for, much less how live it.  It is ever an 
+adventure, a new adventure for each man, despite the millions that 
+have lived before us, since, as Keats said about poets, "We Never 
+Really Understand Fine Things Until We Have Gone The Same Steps As 
+The Author."  Only by living can we learn what life is, verifying the 
+wisdom of ages alike by our virtues and our vices.
+
+Yet it means much to have the wisdom learned by ages of living taught 
+us in symbols and told us in a story, as it is taught us and told us 
+in a Masonic Lodge.  It brings to us the truth tried by time and 
+tragedy, and the principles wrought out and discovered by the race in 
+its long experience.  It gives us a plan, a picture, a prophecy, and 
+the fellowship of men going the same road.
+
+The initiate stands Erect in the Northeast Corner, upright and ready 
+to receive his working tools, a son of the Light, himself a living 
+stone to be polished.  What is more wonderful, what more beautiful, 
+than Youth standing erect before God - not cringing, not groveling - 
+seeking the Light by which to make its way through the dim country of 
+this world to the City that hath foundations!  Truly, our Masonry is 
+the organized poetry of faith!
+
+But why the Northeast Corner?  Would not some other corner of the 
+Lodge do as well?  Perhaps it would, but Masonry is very old, going 
+back into a time far gone, when ordinary things had meanings, real or 
+imaginary, beyond their practical use.  Such a question opens a 
+window into things quaint, curious, and even awful; and all sorts of 
+explanations are offered us, some of which may be named.
+
+For example, Albert Pike spread out the map of the old world of the 
+East - the mystical territory whence so many of our symbols and 
+legends have come - and found that "The Apprentice represents the 
+Aryan race in it original home on the highlands of Pamir, in the 
+north of that Asia termed Orient, at the angle whence, upon two great 
+lines of emigration South and West, they flowed forth in successive 
+waves to conquer and colonize the world."
+
+Well, what of it, interesting though it may be as a fact of long ago, 
+if a fact it is?  What truth can it teach us to our profit, beyond 
+the suggestion that the House of Initiation took the form of the 
+world as it was then mapped in the mind, and that the procession of 
+initiation follows the line of march of a conquering race?  It may be 
+valuable, as preserving the dim outline of ancient history - but not 
+otherwise.
+
+Another student, seeking the secret of Masonry in solar symbolism and 
+mythology, looks at the same map of the Eastern World, in the frame 
+of an Oblong Square, studying the movements of the Sun from season to 
+season.  He finds that the point farthest North and the point 
+farthest South on the map mark the Summer and Winter Solstices, 
+respectively.  In other words, the Northeast Corner of the World, as 
+them mapped, is the point in the annual course of the Sun when it 
+reaches the extreme northern limit; the longest day in the year, 
+which in Masonry we dedicate to St.  John the Baptist, the Prophet of 
+righteousness.
+
+Then, turning to the history of religion, he finds, not unnaturally, 
+many rites of primitive peoples - magical rituals and Midsummer Night 
+Dreams - celebrating the Summer Solstice.  Many hints and relics of 
+the old Light Religion are preserved for us in Masonry - rays of its 
+faiths and fictions - one of them being that the Northeast Corner of 
+the Universe, and so of the Lodge of which it is a symbol, is the 
+seat of the Sun-God in the prime of his power.
+
+So, too, the Northeast Corner, as the throne of God in hour of his 
+majesty, became a place unique in the symbols of man, having special 
+virtue and sanctity.  As we read in the Institutes of Menu:  "If he 
+has any incurable disease, let him advance in a straight path towards 
+the invincible northeast point, feeding on water and air till his 
+mortal frame totally decays, and his soul becomes united with the 
+Supreme."  What more appropriate a place from which to start an 
+edifice, or to place an Apprentice as he begins to build the Temple 
+of his Masonic life?
+
+Also, because of such magical ideas associated with the Northeast 
+Corner, it was a cruel custom for ages to bury a living human being 
+under the corner stone of a building, to mollify the Gods, and, 
+later, as a token of the sacrifice involved in all building.  
+Horrible as the custom was, here no doubt was a crude sense of the 
+law of sacrifice running through all human life, never to be escaped, 
+even by the loftiest souls, as we see on a dark cross outside the 
+city gate.
+
+In the crude ages all things were crude; even the holiest insights 
+took awful shapes of human sacrifice.  Life is costly, and man has 
+paid a heavy price for the highest truth.  For there is a law of 
+heavenly death by which man advances - the death, that is, of all 
+that is unheavenly within him - that the purer, clearer truth may 
+rise.  Evermore, by a law of dying into life, man grows - dying to 
+his lower, lesser self and releasing the angel hidden within him.
+Thinking of all these strands of thought and faith and sorrow woven 
+into the symbolism of the Lodge, how can any one watch without 
+emotion as the Apprentice takes his place, upright and eager, in the 
+Northeast Corner.  There he stands, against a background of myth, 
+symbol and old sacrifice, erect before God, and one thinks of the 
+great words in the Book of Ezekiel:
+
+"And God said unto me, Son of Man, stand upon thy feet, and I will 
+speak unto thee.  And the spirit entered into me when he spake unto 
+me, and set me upon my feet, that I heard him that spake unto me."
+Such is the challenge of God to the manhood of man, asking him to 
+stand erect and unafraid, and commune as friend to friend.  Alas, it 
+is not easy to keep the upright posture, physically or morally, in 
+the midst of the years with their blows and burdens.  At last, a dark 
+Ruffian lays us low in death, and only the Hand of God, with its 
+strong grip, can lift us from a dead level and set us on our feet 
+forever. So, at least, Masonry teaches us to believe and live:
+
+Lord, I believe
+Man is no little thing
+that, like a bird in spring,
+Comes fluttering to the Light of Life, 
+And out of the darkness of long death.  
+The breath of God is in him, 
+And his age long strife 
+With evil has a meaning and an end.  
+Though twilight dim his vision be 
+Yet can he see Thy Truth, 
+And in the cool of evening, 
+Thou, his friend, Dost walk with him, and talk 
+Did not the Word take flesh?  
+Of the great destiny 
+That waits him and his race.
+In days that are to be
+By grace he can achieve great things, 
+And, on the wings of strong desire, 
+Mount upward ever, higher and higher, 
+Until above the clouds of earth he stands, 
+And stares God in the face.
+
+"SO MOTE IT BE" 
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   November, 1927   No.11
+
+THE LAMBSKIN APRON
+
+by: Unknown
+
+In Masonic symbolism the Lambskin Apron holds precedence.  It is the 
+initial gift of Freemasonry to a candidate, and at the end of life's 
+pilgrimage it is reverently placed on his mortal remains and buried 
+with his body in the grave.
+
+Above all other symbols, the Lambskin Apron is the distinguishing 
+badge of a Mason.  It is celebrated in poetry and prose and has been 
+the subject of much fanciful speculation.  Some Masonic writers have 
+contended that initiation is analogous to birth, or our advent from 
+prenatal darkness into the light of human fellowship, moral truth and 
+spiritual faith.  Much ancient lore has been adduced in an effort to 
+show that the Lambskin Apron typifies regeneration, or a new life, 
+and this thought of resurrection may be the cause of its internment 
+with the body of a deceased brother.  At least it will serve until a 
+better reason is advanced for this peculiar custom in the Masonic 
+burial service. The association of the lamb with redemption and being 
+born again is expressed by John, the Apocalyptic Seer, who had a 
+vision on the Isle of Patmos, and beheld the purified and redeemed 
+"Of All Nations, Kindreds, People and Tongues."  Of them it was said, 
+"These are they which came out of great tribulation and have washed 
+their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb."
+
+By many it has been regarded as a great religious symbol.  In our 
+present conception there are three parts of man; body, soul and 
+spirit; what the body is to the soul, the soul to the spirit; namely, 
+a house or habitation, but in oriental thought there are seven parts 
+of man; four earthly and three heavenly; four physical and three 
+spiritual.  The four sides of the square symbolize the four physical 
+and the three sides of the flap, or triangle, symbolize the three 
+spiritual parts of man.  The apex of the triangle, or point of the 
+flap, stood for the Atma, and which means the eternal spark, the 
+Divine Flame, the indestructible spirit of the living God in every 
+human being.  In this aspect it means that:
+
+God is not a looker on At the Life of anyone;
+God is under every man, God is part of every man.
+A badge is either good or bad by reason of that for which it stands.  
+Aside from mysticism, I believe there are five distinct things of 
+which the Lambskin Apron is a badge.
+
+Firstly, in its use, it is a badge of service.  In his recent book on 
+"Symbolical Masonry," Brother H.L. Haywood has an interesting chapter 
+on "The Apron wherein the Builder Builds," and says it "was so 
+conspicuous a portion of the costume of an operative Mason that it 
+became associated with him in the public mind and thus gradually 
+evolved into his badge."  By it Speculative Freemasonry seeks to 
+distinguish the builder and place upon the brow of labor the laurel 
+wreath of dignity and honor.
+
+Secondly, made of lambskin, it is in its fabric a badge of sacrifice.  
+The lamb in all ages has been not only an emblem of innocence, but 
+also a symbol of sacrifice, and he who wears this Apron with 
+understanding must be prepared for the time when hard things are to 
+be done, when trials are to be endured, and fortitude glorified.
+Thirdly, in its color it is a badge of purity.  White is the clean 
+color that reflects most light.
+
+In Masonry there are three great religious rites.  One is 
+discalceation, that is, entering a holy place or standing in the 
+presence of God barefooted as a symbol of humility.  It comes from a 
+time whereof the memory of man runneth not to the contrary.  When God 
+appeared to Moses in the burning bush, he said, "Put off thy shoes 
+from thy feet for the place whereon thou standest is holy ground."
+Another is the rite of circumambulation, that it, going around an 
+Altar from east to west by way of the south.  Dr.  Joseph Fort Newton 
+said: "When man emerged from the night of barbarism his religion was 
+a worship of light; to him light was life and love, darkness was evil 
+and death; to him light was the mother of beauty, the unveiler of 
+color, the radiant, illusive mystery of the world; his Temple was 
+hung with stars, his Altar a glowing flame, his ritual a woven hymn 
+of night and day."  To him the sun was the greatest of God's 
+creations, it inspired his adoration and in all his religious 
+ceremonies he followed its apparent course through the heavens, as 
+though he were walking in the footsteps of the Most High.  Through 
+this rite, memories of that religion of the dawn linger with us in 
+Masonry today.
+
+The third is the rite of investure or purification; that is, the 
+presentation of the Apron.  In a qualified way it bears the 
+relationship to the Lodge that baptism does to some Churches, it is 
+the external symbol of an inner purification.  The Psalmist asked: 
+"Who shall ascend into the Hill of The Lord?" and answering his own 
+question said, "He that hath clean hands and a pure heart."  The 
+Apron when correctly understood is the pledge of a clean life, the 
+testimony that a candidate means to live pure, speak true, right 
+wrong and reverence conscience as king.
+
+When we turn to the Ritual for its interpretation, we find the Apron 
+to be an inheritance from the past, it is a badge of antiquity, "more 
+ancient than the Golden Fleece and Roman Eagle."  A ministerial 
+Brother once said that the Masonic Ritual was couched in stilted 
+phrases and extravagant language, and, as an illustration referred to 
+the ritualistic speech used in the presentation of the Apron.  Let us 
+see if he was right.  The most specific way of conveying thought and 
+expressing truth is by comparison, It is difficult to comprehend an 
+idea unless we can correlate or compare it with something already 
+known.  The Order of the Golden Fleece here referred to was founded 
+in the year 1429, by Phillip, Duke of Burgandy; the Roman Eagle 
+became Rome's Ensign of Imperial Power about one century before the 
+Christian era, while the Apron had come down to us from the very 
+sunrise of time.  "Herbrew Prophets often wore Aprons," they were 
+used in the ancient mysteries of India and Egypt, they were used by 
+early Chinese secret societies, by the Jewish religious sect called 
+Essenes, they were employed as emblems by the Incas of Peru, the 
+Aztecs of Mexico, and the prehistoric races of the American 
+continent.
+
+As a badge of antiquity, it emphasizes the value of the past.  
+Blackstone, in his commentaries on the English Law, said that in the 
+making of a new law three things must be considered; namely, the old 
+law, the mischief and the remedy.  No man can apply an intelligent 
+remedy to a existing mischief without regard to the antecedent 
+conditions out of which it grew.  Present progress must be based on 
+the accumulated experience and wisdom of the ages.  Albert Pike said, 
+"It is the dead who govern, the living only obey."  "Every ship that 
+comes to America got its chart from Columbus, every novel is debtor 
+to Homer, every carpenter who shaves with a foreplane borrows the 
+genius of some forgotten inventor."
+
+As a badge of antiquity the Apron exalts the greatness and glory of 
+the past in its present contribution to human good and happiness.
+In the fifth place, the Apron is a badge of honor.  It is declared to 
+be "More honorable than the Star and Garter." Here we have another 
+comparison.  The Order of the Star and Garter was created by John II 
+of France at the beginning of his reign in the middle of the 14th 
+century.  It was a Royal plaything and at the time of its formation 
+its founder was engaged in acts of despotism and destruction.
+
+The Order of the Garter was formed by Edward III of England in 1349.  
+It was composed of the King and Twenty-five knights, and originated 
+in the false pride and fantastic pomp of medieval manners.  Edward A. 
+Freeman, an English historian says: "The spirit of knighthood is 
+above all things a class spirit.  The good knight is bound to endless 
+courtesies toward men and women of a certain rank; and he may treat 
+all below that rank with any degree of scorn and cruelty."  "Chivalry 
+is in morals what feudalism is in law.  Each substitutes personal 
+obligations devised in the interest of an exclusive class, for the 
+more homey duties of an honest man and a good citizen."
+
+Freemasonry is in striking contrast to such conceptions.  It stands 
+for the dissipation of discord and dissension, for the promotion of 
+peace, the pursuit of knowledge and the practice of brotherhood, for 
+untrammeled conscience, equality of opportunity and the Divine right 
+of liberty in man, for devotion to duty, the building of character 
+and rectitude of life and conduct.  Its symbolical supports are 
+wisdom, strength and beauty; the principal rounds of its theological 
+ladder are faith, hope and charity.  Its primary tenets are brotherly 
+love, relief and truth; its cardinal virtues are fortitude, prudence 
+and justice.  Its Temple is erected to the Master Builder, its Great 
+Light is the Word of Revelation and at its center is an Altar of high 
+and Holy purpose.  Like the shadow of a rock in a weary land, like a 
+shining light in a window of a home, like a mother's kiss on a 
+trouble brow and the breath of her prayer in the hour of despair, is 
+the spirit of Freemasonry, calling men from the circumference of life 
+to find God at the center of the individual soul.
+
+When we consider the messages delivered by these Orders and the 
+Lambskin Apron - one speaking the language of class distinction, 
+special privilege and the Divine right of Kings; the other telling 
+the story of exact justice, equality of opportunity, and the 
+brotherhood of man - it is not a stilted phrase and an exaggeration 
+of speech, to say that the badge of a Mason is more honorable than 
+the Star and Garter.
+
+As a badge of honor, the Lambskin Apron spells out integrity, honesty 
+of purpose, probity of character, and soundness of moral principle.
+
+"SO MOTE IT BE"
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.V   December, 1927   No.12
+
+THE LODGE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+"God hath made mankind one vast Brotherhood, Himself their Master, 
+and the World His Lodge."
+
+Out of an old, dark abyss a whirling fire-mist emerged, and the world 
+was made.  Ages afterwards a race of men began to walk about on its 
+surface and ask what it means.  Dimly aware that things are more than 
+they seem to be, man sought in the order of nature and in the depths 
+of his own being for a clue to the questions which haunted his mind:
+What is the world?  How did it come to be?  Why does it exist?  Has 
+it a Mind, a Purpose, a Plan?  Why is man here?  What is he sent to 
+do and be?  What is life for?  What is its meaning, its duty, its 
+hope?  Is death the end?  Where does man go when he falls into a 
+still, strange sleep, and does not wake up?
+
+Such faith as man won from the mystery of life, such truth as he 
+learned by living, he set forth in sign and symbol, in sacred rite 
+and ceremony, in the Temple and the Lodge.  For, next to the Home and 
+the House of Prayer, the Lodge is the oldest Shrine of humanity - so 
+ancient is the idea and art of initiation, as far back as the 
+earliest ages.  Rituals, if not the oldest records of the race, show 
+us man the mystic, telling himself the truth until it is real and 
+vivid, seeking to lift his life into higher rhythm of reality .
+
+The men's house was the center of tribal society, the place where 
+youth was tried, trained, and taught the secret lore of the race.  
+Its rites were crude - often, no doubt, cruel - as all things were in 
+the beginning; but their intent was to test men before intrusting to 
+them treasures which had cost so much and must not be lost.  Always 
+the crowning rite of initiation was a drama of the immortal life, 
+revealing man undefeated by death, keeping his hidden treasure - by 
+virtue of that in him which has never accepted utter identity with 
+outward force and fact.
+
+Ages later, by the same mystic insight, the art of initiation was 
+linked with the art of building.  Back of this blending of two arts 
+lay the truth that the life of man must reproduce the law and order 
+of the world in which he lives.  So every Temple became a symbol of 
+the world - its floor the earth, its roof the heavens; and every 
+ritual repeated the life and death of man - showing the passage of 
+the soul through nature to Eternity.  How impressive it is uniting a 
+truth so old that it is easily overlooked and an insight so simple 
+that men forget its sublimity.
+
+If not by direct historical descent, at least by spiritual affinity 
+the same truth and insight are united in the moral art of Masonry, in 
+which the Lodge is a symbol of the world and the ritual the drama of 
+the life of man.  Such an insight is as valid today as it was ages 
+ago, though our idea of the shape of the world - no longer a cube, 
+but a globe - has altered; since its normal order abides, and man 
+must learn to live in harmony with it, building upon the Will of God 
+by His help and in His name.
+
+The world is a Lodge in which man is to learn the Brotherly Life.  So 
+Masonry reads the mystery of the world and finds its purpose, its 
+design, its prophecy.  It is a simple faith, a profound philosophy, 
+and a practical way of life.  How to live is the one matter, and he 
+will wander far without learning a better way than is shown us in the 
+Lodge.  Still less may one hope to find an atmosphere more gentle for 
+the growth of the best things, or a wiser method of teaching the 
+truth by which man is inspired and edified.
+
+In the days of Operative Masonry, a Lodge was a hut or a shed, of a 
+temporary kind, near the place where the work was carried on.  It was 
+variously used as an office, a storeroom, or a place where the 
+workmen ate and slept together, as we read in the Fabric Rolls of New 
+York Minister, in orders issued to the Craft in 1352.  Not 
+unnaturally, in time the name of the room came to describe the 
+associations and meetings of the men using the Lodge Room; and they 
+were called the Lodge.  Hence, our habit of speaking of the 
+Fraternity itself as a Lodge, and so it is, since in its symbolic 
+world men are built together in love. 
+
+At one time the Tracing Board, as it is called in England, was known 
+as the "Lodge;" as when Preston tells how "The Grand Master," 
+attended by his officers, form themselves in order round the Lodge, 
+which is placed in the center, covered with white satin."  Again, in 
+the Book of Constitutions, 1784, we read of "Four Tylers carrying the 
+Lodge covered with white satin;" as if it were a mystic Ark of the 
+Covenant, as used in certain Masonic ceremonies.  Such a use of the 
+word has passed away, or well nigh so, along with the practice.
+For us the Lodge is the world, and some trace the word Lodge back to 
+the Sanskrit word "Loga," meaning the world.  However that may be, 
+manifestly it goes back to the days when men thought the world was 
+square, and to live "On the Square" meant to be at one with the order 
+of the world.  Also, since the Lodge is "The Place where Masons 
+Work," its form, position, dimension, covering and support are 
+likewise symbolical of the conditions in which man lives, going forth 
+to his labor until in the evening, and the night cometh when no man 
+can work.  As Goethe put it in his poem:
+
+The Mason's ways are
+A Type of Existence,
+And his persistence
+Is as the days are
+Of men in this world.
+
+By the same token, if the Lodge is the world, so initiation is a 
+symbol of our birth into it.  But it is only an analogy, and may be 
+pressed too far, as is often done, leaving it cloudy with ideas which 
+have no place in it.  For the Masonic initiation is a symbol of our 
+birth out of the dim sense life into a world of moral values and 
+spiritual vision; out of the animal into the angel.  Not to see that 
+it is a moral and spiritual birth, in which the hoodwinks of the 
+flesh are removed, is to miss both its meaning and its beauty.
+
+Back of the art and practice of initiation, in the olden time, lay a 
+profound idea, never better told than in the Hymn of the Soul in an 
+old book called the "Acts of Thomas."  The story is told by the Soul 
+itself, of its descent from the house of its Father, to Egypt to 
+fetch a Pearl away.  Before it left its heavenly home, its White Robe 
+and Scarlet Tunic were removed, and it went naked into a far country 
+in quest of a Pearl of great price, to find which all else might well 
+be given up.
+
+In Egypt the Soul eats of the food of the land, forgets its Father 
+and serves the King of Egypt - forgets the Pearl, as if overcome by a 
+deep sleep.  But a Letter is sent to it by its Father, bidding it 
+remember that it is the son of a King, and to call to mind the Pearl 
+and the White Robe left above.  The Letter flies in the likeness of 
+an eagle.  The Soul awakes, seizes the Pearl, strips off its filthy, 
+unclean dress, and sets off eastward and homeward, guided by the 
+light of the Letter, from Egypt, past Babylon to Maisham on the sea.
+
+There the Soul meets the White Robe, and because it only dimly 
+remembered its fashion - for in its childhood it had left the Robe in 
+its Father's House - the Robe became a mirror of the Soul.  "All over 
+it the instincts of knowledge were working."  The White Robe speaks 
+and tells how it grew as the Soul grew, and then of itself it invests 
+the Soul with that of which it had been divested - a perfect fit - 
+and the Soul returns to its Home, like the Prodigal Son in the 
+parable of Jesus.  Thus our initiation is a return of the Soul, along 
+a dim, hard path, led by a Shining Letter hung up in the Lodge; the 
+discovery by man of who he is, whence he came, and whose son he is.
+
+So understood, the ritual of initiation is a drama of the Eternal 
+Life of man, of the awakening of the Soul and the building of 
+character.  For character is built of thoughts, and by thought, and 
+the Lodge offers both a place of quiet and purity and a method by 
+which the work may be carried on, isolated from the confusions of the 
+ordinary life.  Sect and party, creed and strife are excluded.  Not 
+out of the world, but separate from it, "close tyled," in a chamber 
+of moral imagery, and in the fellowship of men seeking the good life, 
+we may learn what life is and how to live it.
+
+Outside, angry passion and mad ambition fill the earth with their 
+cries.  At the door of the Lodge, vice, hate, envy and the evil that 
+work such havoc are left behind.  Inside, the Faith that makes us men 
+is taught by old and simple symbols, and the Moral Life becomes as 
+real and vivid as it is lovely.  Where, in all the world, is there 
+another such shrine of peace and beauty where men of all ranks , 
+creeds and conditions are drawn together, as brothers of one mystic 
+tie, dedicated and devoted to the best life!
+
+Here, in the Lodge, in a world of the ideal made real, we meet upon 
+the Level and part upon the Square, sons of one Father, brothers in 
+one family, united by oath and insight and a Love which is Pearl of 
+great value, seeking a truth that makes is fraternal.  Outside the 
+home of the House of God there is nothing finer than this old, far 
+embracing Lodge of ennobled humanity.
+
+No hammer fell, nor ponderous axes rung, Like some tall palm the 
+mystic fabric sprung.
+
+"SO MOTE IT BE"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   January, 1928   No.1
+
+TIME
+
+by: Unknown
+
+From Chapter XXVII of "Foreign Countries," by Brother Carl H. Claudy, 
+a delightful and inspiring study of Masonic Symbolism, written for 
+and published by the Masonic Service association of the United 
+States.
+
+One of the hidden, or "covered" symbols of Freemasonry is found in 
+the many references to time.
+
+The Entered Apprentice is given a twenty-four inch gauge as his 
+working tool and with it taught to divide his time.
+The Entered Apprentice must wait a certain time before taking his 
+Fellowcraft Degree.
+
+The Fellowcraft is reminded of the time required for creation, and 
+the function of geometry as to time is emphasized; "by it, also, the 
+astronomer is enabled to make his observations and the fix the 
+duration of time and seasons, years and cycles."  He is also made to 
+realize that there are three principal causes which contribute to 
+destruction; the hand of ignorance, the devastations of war and the 
+lapse of time.
+
+The Fellowcraft must wait a period of time before he may receive his 
+Master Mason Degree.  
+
+As a Master Mason he is reminded of the passage of time in the 
+reading from Ecclesiastes; emphasis is put upon the journey from "the 
+days of thy youth" to that hour when "shall the dust return to the 
+earth as it was; and the spirit shall return unto God who gave it." 
+In the prayer use in the Sublime Degree we hear:  "Man that is born 
+of woman is of a few days and full of trouble.  He cometh forth like 
+a flower and is cut down; he fleeth also as a shadow and continueth 
+not.  Seeing his days are determined, the number of his months is 
+with thee; thou hast appointed his bounds that he cannot pass; turn 
+from him that he may rest, till he shall accomplish his day.
+
+Master Masons are taught from the Scriptures of the length of time 
+required to construct the Temple of Solomon.  The three steps on the 
+Master's carpet are of youth, manhood and old age; of which, as we 
+have seen, the three degrees as a whole are symbols.
+
+The hour glass, an instrument used for the measurement of time, is 
+one of the symbols discussed in the lecture of the Sublime Degree.
+"The Scythe is an emblem of time, which cuts the brittle thread of 
+life and launches us into eternity.  Behold!  What havoc the scythe 
+of time makes among the human race.  If by chance we should escape 
+the numerous evils incident to childhood and youth, and with health 
+and vigor arrive at the years of manhood, yet withal, we must soon be 
+cut down by the all-devouring scythe of time and be gathered into the 
+land where our fathers have gone before us."
+
+There are many more references to time; high twelve and low twelve, 
+the calling from labor to refreshment, the return to labor in due 
+season, and the hour glass will occur to all.
+
+With the exception of the small paragraph quoted above, however, 
+explanatory of the scythe as an emblem of time, there is neither 
+monitorial nor secret explanation of time as a symbol.  Yet surely it 
+is used as such, when so many references are made to it . . . nor can 
+we be content with the thought that, as time is so important to us 
+all, it could not entirely be left out in the making of the Degrees 
+of the Order!
+
+What is time?  No man knoweth!  The very philosophers who "explain 
+it" confess the inadequacy of their explanations.  We know of a past, 
+possess a present and hope for a future.  If the past is dead and 
+gone, it yet influences our present.  If the future is only a hope, 
+it is yet the treasure box of all our lives, for which we strive 
+endlessly.  The only part of time we have, the immediate now, is 
+always the least important of all!
+
+Objects have length, breadth, thickness.  They also have a duration.  
+The "instantaneous cube" cannot exist; we can have no conception of 
+anything, material or spiritual, which does not have some length of 
+time of existence.  Some mathematicians speak of time as the fourth 
+dimension of matter, and Einstein's theories, but the General and the 
+Special, are concerned with a something which is neither space not 
+time, but a blend or combination of both.
+
+The only measurement of time we know is finite; the revolution of the 
+earth about its axis and about the sun, or any other heavenly body 
+movement, is our only means of measurement of duration.  We can 
+expand it into "light years" or contract it with split-second 
+watches, but all our measurement is founded upon a purely finite, 
+material happening.
+
+Infinite time is a phrase, not a concept.  The human mind cannot 
+conceive of endless time.  We say "as it was in the beginning, and 
+ever shall be."  But the words contradict themselves, for anything 
+which "ever shall be" must always have been, and therefore could not 
+of had a beginning.  Whether we think of time, or a piece of string, 
+we cannot conceive it as having only one end!
+
+We conceive ourselves as moving along in time, from birth to death, 
+over a path which we divide into milestones of years, days, hours, 
+and minutes; all multiples or divisors of that which elapses between 
+sun and sun.  Yet the human mind reels at the thought of travel 
+forward which does not have something behind, or which does not 
+approach something.  If there was no beginning to leave behind, if 
+there is no end toward which we go, are we really traveling through 
+time, or is time a vast wheel, merely sweeping around and around us?
+Men fool themselves.  In all ages and times past, men have told 
+themselves fairy tales and believed them.  Our remote ancestors 
+watched the fall of a rock and believed in the anger of the stone; 
+they heard in the growl of the thunder the rage of some mighty hidden 
+being; they saw in the lighting flash which killed, the righteous 
+wrath of a power unguessed.
+
+But a few hundred years ago, an eclipse of the sun was a portent of 
+evil, a comet in the sky a sure sign of pestilence, the earth was 
+flat and mariners need beware lest they fall off the edge.
+What we do not understand we ascribe to the supernatural, in spite of 
+the experience of science and the teachings of history.  A savage 
+mind finds a telephone a miracle.
+
+It behooves us to think careful and make up our minds slowly. Every 
+day we find the "knowledge" of yesterday was not knowledge but 
+fiction.  Our atoms are no longer atomic, our matter is no longer 
+matter, our space is no longer of three dimensions, our astronomy is 
+as different to-day from what it was twenty years ago, as that was 
+from Copernicus' day.
+
+We no longer "lay on hands," or prescribe the leech and bloodletting 
+for disease; we no longer withhold water from the fevered or air from 
+the pneumonia patient.  Disease is no longer a visitation from on 
+high but a matter of germs, from the earth.  The pestilence which was 
+once the work of Satin is now located in a drain pipe or a swamp.
+We have certain concepts today which we believe to be absolute facts, 
+despite that fact that we demonstrate there is no absolute!  Only a 
+short while ago the philosopher's stone, the elixir of life and 
+perpetual motion were demonstrated impossibilities.  Now our 
+scientists talk rationally of the possibilities of transmutation of 
+metals, our surgeons talk of renewed youth through transferred 
+glands, and for all we know to the contrary some man may arise with a 
+new theory of energy, "A La Einstein," of space and time, in which 
+the self-mover may actually function.
+
+It does not do to be too certain of anything.  The open mind is the 
+only one into which new thoughts may come.  There is no absolute; the 
+fact of today is the fiction of yesterday; the romance of tomorrow 
+becomes the experience of today, when tomorrow comes.
+
+Time is the most familiar fact of our lives.  Every man carries a 
+watch.  We get up, eat, work, make love, marry, have children, join 
+Masonic Lodges, die and bury our dead; according to a schedule of 
+time.
+
+Yet this very familiar fact; this thing which is as much a part of 
+our lives as our bodies; this commonplace, everyday, utterly usual 
+matter is the most mysterious, most unknown, most completely 
+unsolvable finite mystery about us!
+
+Is time then, in a Freemason's Lodge, not a symbol of Deity?  We 
+believe that The Great Architect of the Universe is a part of our 
+daily lives.  We thank God for labor; we praise God for love; we 
+marry under the blessing of Deity, christen our children with His 
+Word, join Masonic Lodges erected to God, die in the hope of His 
+Immortality, and bury our dead with the Sprig of Acacia, its symbol; 
+and yet this familiar fact, this idea which is as much a part of our 
+daily lives as our souls, is our most mysterious, most unknown most 
+completely unsolvable infinite mystery.
+
+Time, puzzle never solved of man's mind; God, puzzle never solved of 
+man's soul!  The conclusion seems inescapable that the many 
+references to time in Freemasonry, the insistence upon time as a 
+factor in the Degrees, and in what they teach of life, was no 
+fortuitous circumstance, no mere unwitting bringing of the life of 
+everyday into the ritual of our degrees, but a great symbol of Deity 
+and our complete dependence upon Him; a symbol teaching that as our 
+lives are inextricably mingled with God; a hope, a faith, but a 
+concept never to be understood in this world.
+
+"SO MOTE IT BE"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   February, 1928   No.2
+
+DUE FORM
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+"All ritual is fortifying.  Ritual is a natural necessity for 
+mankind.  The more things are upset, the more they fly to it.  I 
+abhor slovenly ritual anywhere.  By the way, would you mind assisting 
+at the examinations, if there are many visiting Brothers tonight?
+"You'll find some of 'em very rusty but - it's the Spirit, not the 
+Letter, that giveth life.  The question of visiting Brethren is an 
+important one.  There are so many of them in London now, you see;  
+and so few places where they can meet."
+
+So we read in the greatest of all Masonic stories, "In the Interests 
+of the Brethren," by Rudyard Kipling.  It is a vivid picture of how 
+our gentle Craft helped its wounded members in the days of the Great 
+War, dark, dreadful and confused.   No Mason can read it aloud; a 
+lump will climb into his throat and choke him.
+
+It tells of a Lodge of Instruction, formed by the Lodge of Faith and 
+Works, No. 5837, for the benefit of wounded Brethren, under the guise 
+of giving them a chance to rub up on the Ritual.  The scene when the 
+Lodge was called up at the sound of the Gavel; the rattle of 
+crutches, the shuffle of feet - some with one leg, some with one hand 
+- is a picture to break the heart, and mend it.  The Signs were 
+fearfully and wonderfully made!  
+
+"D'you like it?" said the Doctor to a one-footed Brother, as they sat 
+together, after the Lodge had been seated with difficulty.
+"Do I?  It's Heaven to me, sittin' in Lodge again.  
+It's all comin' back now, watching their mistakes.  I haven't much 
+religion, but all I had I learnt in Lodge," he said with flushed 
+face.
+
+"Yes," he went on, "Veiled in all'gory and illustrated in symbols - 
+the Fatherhood of God an' the Brotherhood of Man; an' what more in 
+Hell do you want.  Look at 'em!"  he broke off, giggling.
+"See!  See!" cried the one-footed Corporal.  "I could ha' done it 
+better myself - my one foot in France.  Yes, I should think they 
+ought to do it again!"
+
+Yet, in the midst of all the tragic confusion, the Master insisted 
+that the Ritual be followed as nearly letter-perfect as possible; as 
+had been the manner of Masonry from the first.  In the Constitutions 
+of 1738 we learn that Grand Lodge may be opened in Form, in Due Form 
+and in Ample Form; all alike valid and with the same authority.
+When opened by any other Officer than the Grand Master, the Grand 
+Lodge is opened only in "Form."  If a Past Grand Master, or the 
+Deputy Grand Master presides, it is opened in "Due Form."  When the 
+Grand Master himself is in the Chair, the grand Lodge is opened in 
+"Ample Form."  And the same is true, with but slight variations, on 
+this side of the sea.
+
+Why does Masonry insist so strictly upon exactness in its Ritual?  
+There is a profound reason, not to be forgotten or ignored.  True, it 
+is the Spirit, not the Letter, that giveth life; but the Letter does 
+give a Body, without which the Spirit of Masonry would be a formless 
+blur, losing much of its meaning, if not all of its beauty.  Ceremony 
+keeps things up; without form the spirit melts into thin air and is 
+lost.
+
+What is true of Masonry is equally true of religion , of manners and 
+of art.  The Poet Tennyson speaks of those, "whose faith hath center 
+everywhere, nor cares to fix itself in form."  That is, they believe 
+in everything in general and nothing in particular.  Their faith is 
+like the earth in the story of creation, as the Bible tells it, 
+"without form and void;" a vague sentiment, as flimsy as a mist and 
+as frail.
+
+Manners, it has been said, are minor morals.  That is, they are forms 
+of a social ritual in which the spirit of courtesy and amenity finds 
+expression.  So essential are they as a form of social fellowship, 
+that, as Emerson said, if they were lost, some gentlemen would be 
+obliged to re-invent such a code.  The phrase, "It is not done," has 
+more than mere convention behind it.  It bespeaks a standard, a sense 
+of propriety, a fineness of feeling, a respect for the rights and 
+feelings of others.
+
+Some of our modern artists are trying to throw off the old classic 
+forms of music, painting and poetry.  The result is chaos, a formless 
+riot of color and sound, in which a horse may be green and a song a 
+mere mob of notes, without melody.  Without lovely form the spirit of 
+beauty fades and is lost.  Ages of experience have wrought out noble 
+forms of art and life, which we cannot defy or ignore without 
+disaster.
+
+The same is true of Masonry.  Gentle, wise, mellow with age; its 
+gracious spirit has fashioned a form, or body, or an art; if we call 
+it so, in which its peculiar genius finds expression.  Its old and 
+lovely ritual, if rightly used, evokes the Spirit of Masonry, as each 
+of us can testify.  The mere opening of a Lodge creates a Masonic 
+atmosphere in which the truths of Masonry seem more real and true.  
+It weaves a spell about us, making fellowship gracious.  It is a 
+mystery; we love it, without caring to analyze it.
+
+By the same token, if the rhythm of the ritual is bungled, or 
+slurred, or dealt with hastily or without dignity; its beauty is 
+marred and its spell broken.  Just imagine the opening of Lodge, or 
+any one of the Degrees, jazzed up, rushed through with, and how 
+horrible it would be.  The soul of Masonry would be sacrificed, and 
+its spirit evaporated.  For that reason we cannot take too much pains 
+in giving the ritual such a rendering as befits its dignity, its 
+solemnity and its haunting beauty.
+
+No wonder Masonry is jealous of its ceremonies and symbols.  It 
+hesitates to make the slightest change, even when errors have crept 
+into the ritual, lest something precious is lost.  Indeed, it is 
+always seeking "that which is lost," not alone in its great Secret, 
+but in all its symbols which enshrine a wisdom gray with age, often 
+but dimly seen, and sorely needed in the hurry and medley of our 
+giddy-paced age.
+
+Mere formalism is always a danger.  Even a lofty ritual may become a 
+rigmarole, a thing of rut and rote.  Sublime truths may be repeated 
+like a parrot, as the creed in a church may be recited without 
+thought or feeling, by force of habit.  Still, such a habit is worth 
+keeping, and often the uttering of great words stirs the heart with a 
+sense of the cargoes of wonder which they hold, for such as have ears 
+to hear.
+
+No matter; our fear of formalism - its mockery and unreality - must 
+not blind us to the necessity of noble, stately and lovely form in 
+which to utter and embody the truths that make us men.  For that 
+reason every part of the ritual ought to have Due Form, nothing 
+skimped or performed perfunctorily, in order that the wise, good and 
+beautiful truth of Masonry may have full expression and give us its 
+full blessing.  Only so can we get from it what it has to give us for 
+our good.
+
+Take, for example, the Opening of the Lodge, so often regarded as of 
+no great importance in itself, save as a preliminary to what is to 
+follow.  Not so.  Nothing in Masonry is more impressive, if we see it 
+aright.  As a flower "opens its Lodge," as one poet puts it, when it 
+unfolds its petals and displays its center to the sun, which renews 
+its life; so the opening of a Masonic Lodge is a symbol of the 
+opening out of the human mind and heart to God.  It is a drama of an 
+inward and ineffable thing, not to be spoken of except in the poetry 
+of symbol. 
+
+One sees more plainly in English ritual, in which the three Degrees, 
+or grades as they name them, has each its stage.  First is the stage 
+appropriate to the Apprentice, a call to lift the mind above the 
+level of external things.  The second is a further opening, an 
+advance in the science revealing greater things than Apprentices may 
+know.  It is an opening "upon the square," which the first Degree is 
+not.
+
+By the time we reach the Third Degree, a still deeper opening of the 
+mind is implied, "upon the centre," for those of the Master rank, 
+involving the use of finer powers of perception, to the very center 
+and depths of being.  How far and to what depth any of us is able to 
+open the Lodge of his Mind, is the measure of what Masonry is to us.  
+As an ancient manual of initiation tells us, urging us to an inward 
+quest:
+
+"There lives a Master in the hearts of men who makes their deeds, by 
+subtle-pulling strings, dance to what time He will.  With all thy 
+soul trust Him, and take Him for thy succor.  So shalt thou gain, by 
+grace of Him, the uttermost repose, the Eternal Peace."
+Such meaning, and far more than here hinted, lie hidden to most of us 
+in the simple ceremony of opening the Lodge.  How much Masonry would 
+mean for us and do for us, if only it had its due form both of ritual 
+and interpretation.  It might not explain all riddles, but it would 
+light many a dark path, and lead us thither where we seek to go.
+
+Religion, untainted, here dwells;
+Here the morals of Athens are taught;
+
+Great Hiram's tradition here tells How the world out of chaos was 
+brought.
+
+SO MOTE IT BE
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   March, 1928   No.3
+
+FAITH, PROGRESS AND REWARD
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+The three basic symbols of the Fellowcraft Lecture are the Brazen 
+Pillars, the Winding Stairs and the Middle Chamber.
+The Brazen Pillars suggest to my mind the idea of Faith.  Every Mason 
+has a right to interpret a Masonic symbol for himself, and the read 
+into or out of it the significance that has the most importance to 
+his own life.
+
+Josephus, the Hebrew historian, says:  "Moreover, this Hiram made two 
+hollow pillars, whose outsides were of brass."  He then gives a 
+detailed description of their dimensions, including their chapiters.  
+He states that there was cast with each their chapiters lily work, 
+that stood upon the pillar, round about which there was a network 
+interwoven with small palms made of brass; to this also, were hung 
+two hundred pomegranates in two rows.  One of these pillars he set at 
+the entrance of the porch, on the right hand, and the other at the 
+left hand. and gave them names.
+
+It is a poor symbol that has but one meaning; these have been 
+subjected to many different readings.
+
+It has been asserted that the Ancients believing that the earth was 
+flat, and being unacquainted with the law of gravity, supposed it to 
+be supported by two Pillars of God, placed at the Western entrance of 
+the then-known world.  These became known as the Pillars of Hercules, 
+and are now called Gibraltar, on one side of the straight, and Ceuta 
+on the other.  This may account for the origin of the twin pillars.  
+
+However this may be, the practice of erecting columns at the entrance 
+of an edifice dedicated to the worship prevailed in Egypt and 
+Phoenicia, and at the erection of King Solomon's Temple the Brazen 
+Pillars were placed in the porch thereof.
+
+Some writers have suggested that they represent the masculine and 
+feminine elements in nature. The contention has been made that they 
+stand for the authority of Church and State, because on stated 
+occasions the High Priest stood before one pillar and the King before 
+the other.  The opinion has been held that they have an allusion to 
+the two legendary pillars of Enoch, upon which, tradition informs us, 
+all the wisdom of the ancient world was inscribed in order to 
+preserve it from inundations and conflagrations.  William Preston 
+supposed that, by them, Solomon had reference to the pillars of cloud 
+and fire which guided the Children of Israel out of bondage and up to 
+the Promised Land.  Doctor Hutchinson says a literal translation of 
+their names is: "In Thee is Strength," and, "It Shall be 
+Established," and by natural transposition may be thus expressed: 
+"Oh, Lord, Thou Art Almighty and Thy Power is Established From 
+Everlasting to Everlasting."  I cannot escape the conviction that in 
+meaning they are related to religion, and represent the strength and 
+stability, the perpetuity and providence of God; and in Freemasonry 
+are the symbols of a living faith.
+
+Like every subject of universal extent, faith cannot be defined.  The 
+factors and faculties of mightiest import cannot be caught up in 
+speech.  Life is the primary fact of which we are conscious, and yet 
+there is no language by which it can fenced in.  No chart can be made 
+of a mother's love, because it is deeper than words, and reads in 
+little, common things, a wealth that is more than golden.  Paul, one 
+of the deepest thinkers of the ages, called faith "The Sub-stance of 
+things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."  But all attempts 
+at definition have been in vain.
+
+While we cannot define, we can recognize the powers of faith.  It 
+generates energy.  It is the dynamics of elevated characters and 
+noble spirits, the source of all that bears the impress of greatness 
+in the world.
+
+While we cannot define, we can realize its necessity.  
+
+Without faith it would be impossible to transact business.  "It spans 
+the earth with railroads, and cleaves the sea with ships.  It gives 
+man wings to fly the air, and fins to swim the deep.  It creates the 
+harmony of music and the whir of factory wheels.  It draws man up 
+toward the angels and brings heaven down to earth."  By it all human 
+relationship is conditioned.  We must have faith in institutions and 
+ideals; faith in friendship, family and fireside; faith in self, 
+faith in man and faith in God.
+
+Freemasonry is the oldest, the largest and the most widely 
+distributed secret society on the face of the earth today by reason 
+of its faith in God.
+
+The Winding Stairway is a symbol of Progress.  From a few words 
+contained in the sixth chapter of the First Book of Kings, a 
+fascinating allegory has been fabricated.  In his book on the 
+"Symbolism of Freemasonry," Dr. Albert G.  Mackey says: :Although the 
+Legend of the Winding Stairs forms an important tradition of ancient 
+Craft Masonry, it is only as a symbol that we can regard this old 
+tradition."  M.W. Oliver Day street's book on "Symbolism of the Three 
+Degrees" contains a statement to the effect that in the Winding 
+Stairs , an architectural feature of Solomon's Temple, is seized upon 
+to symbolize the journey of life.  This symbol teaches that a man's 
+life should never be downward, nor on a dead level; but, no matter 
+how hard or difficult, should always be progressive and ascending.  
+It means, as Dr. Frank Crane says, that "The man who fails is not the 
+man who has no gifts, no chance, but the man who quits or the man who 
+never tries."  It is a clarion call to face forward and pull the belt 
+tighter.  It means that a Mason can at least try.  Edgar A. Guest 
+said:
+
+I'd rather be a failure than the man who's never tried;
+I'd rather seek the mountain-top than always stand aside.
+Oh, let me hold some lofty dream and make my desperate fight,
+And though I fail I still shall know I tried to serve the right.
+
+The longing to climb onward and upward, symbolized by the Winding 
+Stairs, caused Robert Lewis Stevenson, frail and sickly in body but 
+mighty of soul;, to write these words:  
+
+"To thrill with joy of girded men, to go on forever and fail and go 
+on again, with the half of a broken hope for a pillow at night, to 
+know that somehow the right is the right."
+
+It stands for that spirit of progress which, like a pillar of cloud 
+by day and a pillar of fire by night, has led the race across the 
+wilderness of life, out of the dark night of ignorance and 
+superstition, up to the day-dawn of civilization, of knowledge and 
+science, of intellectual and spiritual power. 
+
+Just as the Brazen Pillars are symbols of faith, the Stairway winding 
+upward is a symbol of human progress.  As such, it stands for all 
+that gives us better clothes, better food, better music, better 
+schools, better churches, better homes, better heads and better 
+hearts; and for the vision, industry and endurance of those through 
+whom the results are achieved.  Robert G. Ingersoll said:
+
+"The progress of the world depends upon the men who walk in the fresh 
+furrows and through the rustling corn, upon those who sow and reap, 
+upon those whose faces are radiant with the glare of furnace fires, 
+upon delvers in the mines and the workers in the shops, upon those 
+who give to the winter morning the ringing music of the axe, upon 
+those who battle with the boisterous billows and go down to the sea 
+in ships, the brave thinkers, the heroes, the patriots and the 
+martyrs."
+
+This is the meaning of the Winding Stairs.  It stands for art and 
+science and song and hope and love and aspirations high.  As a symbol 
+of progress it is a prophecy of the future, that tomorrow will be 
+better than today.  It speaks not only of the past and present but of 
+a dim and distant day when the "Old Ghosts of Race Prejudice and 
+Religious Bigotry will cover eyeless sockets with fleshless hands and 
+fade forever from the mind of man, when love will rule the race, 
+casting out fear, and brotherhood will heal the old hurt and 
+heartache of humanity."
+
+Masonry has played a conspicuous part in the onward march of 
+civilization, and so long as Masons transmute this Legend of the 
+Winding Stairs into conscience, courage, character and conduct; it 
+will continue its contribution to the progress of the world.
+The Middle Chamber is a symbol of Reward. In Speculative Freemasonry 
+it stands for that place in life where a man receives his wages, the 
+reward of his own endeavors.
+
+Let us not misconceive this word "Reward."  Some of the wealthiest 
+men on earth today are minus bank accounts.  Carlyle said:  "The 
+wealth of a man consists in the number of things he loves and blesses 
+and in the number of things he is loved and blessed by."
+
+The word reward is like a two-edged sword, it cuts both ways; it 
+means to give in return, whether good or evil.  The shortest Book in 
+the Old Testament is the Vision of Obadiah.  It consists of one 
+chapter, at the center of which is this text: "As Thou hast done unto 
+Thy brother it shall be done unto Thee, Thy reward shall return upon 
+Thine own head."
+
+The law of compensation is manifest in every department of nature.  
+The Middle Chamber is the Masonic expression of that principle.  "As 
+Thou hast done, it shall be done unto Thee." is like saying that 
+lives have echoes.  Out there is a great mountain of humanity; 
+consciously or unconsciously, silent influences issue from each life 
+and, striking against the peaks and summit tops of that mountain, 
+reverberate and echo back upon the life from whence they came.  If 
+they go out good and true they echo back in blessings and 
+benedictions; if they go out mean and low they echo back in curses 
+and consternation.
+
+Benedict Arnold is the saddest figure in American history.  Just as 
+Judas Iscariot sold his Master for thirty pieces of silver, Benedict 
+Arnold sold his honor and his manhood for thirty thousand dollars in 
+English gold and became a traitor to his homeland and the cause of 
+freedom.  The influences that came out of his life were those of 
+treason and treachery; and by the operation of this principle, 
+symbolized by the Middle Chamber, the echo that came back was the 
+contempt of mankind.  For all the generations of time the name of 
+Benedict Arnold is insepara-bly linked to that of Judas Iscariot; 
+together they will go down the ages a byword and a hissing.
+Some years ago I read a volume by Dr. Hillis, entitled: 
+
+"Great Books as Life Teachers," and in it discovered how this 
+principle operated in the life of one of the greatest men of the last 
+century.
+
+Lord Shaftsbury was the seventh in the line of Earls.  
+At the age of twenty-five he took his place in the Parliament of 
+England. For more than forty years, when Parliament rose at midnight 
+in the winter, and the other Lords went to their palatial homes or 
+clubs, Shaftsbury would take a lantern and go through snow and sleet 
+to London Bridge, Waterloo Bridge and the other spots in which 
+unfortunates hid themselves and huddled together to keep warm.  By 
+the light of his lantern, he led shivering men and boys to shelter 
+houses, where each received a bowl of soup, a loaf of bread and a 
+thick blanket.  For the half-clothed street Arabs he started fifty 
+schools, in which crowded  the thousand ragged boys.  He established 
+night schools, indus-trial schools and homes.
+
+I cannot call the roll of his manifold labors, but after years of 
+service had accumulated upon his head he gave this testimony:  
+"During a long life I have proved that not one kind word ever spoken, 
+not one kind deed ever done, but sooner or later returns to bless the 
+giver and becomes a chain, binding men with golden hands to the 
+throne of God." Members of the English Royalty and Nobility, many 
+financiers, merchant princes, scholars and statesmen of the British 
+Empire, assembled at his funeral in Westminster Abbey.  The Orator of 
+the occasion began his address with this remark:  "This man goeth 
+down to the grave amid the benedictions of the poor and the admiring 
+love of the rich." 
+
+The influences that came from his life were those of love and 
+unselfish service.  By the operation of the principle symbolized by 
+the Middle Chamber in Freemasonry, the echo that came back was a 
+myriad-voiced chorus of love and honor to his memory, and the name of 
+Shaftsbury became one with which to conjure and inspire men forward 
+to noble deeds.
+
+In his "Essay on the Law of Compensation," Emerson asked this 
+question: "Has a man gained anything who has received one hundred 
+favors and rendered none?"  The answer is easy; such a man has become 
+a moral bankrupt, the smile has left his face, the song has deserted 
+his heart, to him life has become a selfish and sordid thing.  
+
+Emerson says this principle means that "Crime and Punishment grow out 
+of one stem, that curses recoil upon the head of him who imprecates 
+them, that a man cannot do wrong without suffering wrong, that in the 
+last analysis the thief steals from himself and the borrower runs 
+into his own debt," that "The Chief end of nature is benefit, but for 
+every benefit received a tax is levied, the benefit must be rendered 
+again, line for line, deed for deed, cent for cent to somebody," that 
+by the operation of this law "The Martyr can never be dishonored, 
+every lash inflicted is a tongue of fame, every prison house a more 
+illustrious abode, every burned book enlightens the world, every 
+suppressed word reverberates through the earth from side to side; it 
+is the whipper who is whipped and the tyrant who is undone."
+
+The Middle Chamber, as a symbol of reward, means that a man will get 
+out of his Lodge, out of his home, out of his life exactly what he 
+puts into it.  It also means that whenever a man pursues a noble 
+quest, whenever he is held in the viselike grip of devotion to a 
+great ideal, the end is sure and the reward beyond all doubt.
+
+Much of the philosophy of the Fellowcraft Degree is contained in 
+these three words; Faith, Progress and Reward.  The Pillars stand for 
+faith, the Winding Stairs for progress and the Middle Chamber for 
+reward.  There has never been any progress without faith and there is 
+no good reward without progress.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   April, 1928   No.4
+
+TOOLS
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+The common gavel, used by operative Masons to break off the corners 
+of rough stones, is in Speculative Freemasonry a symbol of power.
+The twenty-four inch gauge is an instrument used by operative Masons 
+to measure and lay out their work, but in speculative Freemasonry we 
+are taught by its symbolism to divide our time into three equal 
+parts, whereby are found eight hours for refreshment and sleep, eight 
+for our usual vocation and eight for the service of God and humanity.  
+There is an object in view and an end attained.  It is therefore, a 
+symbol of purpose.
+
+Power is the ability to act so as to  produce change and cause 
+events.  Purpose is the idea or object kept before the mind as an end 
+of effort or action.
+
+Modern science has uncovered so much power that thoughtful men fear 
+it will work for the destruction of civilization unless a 
+commensurate humane purpose is developed for its direction.
+The day and generation in which we live pulsates with power, the 
+world is held in place by dynamic appositions, the universe is 
+vibrant with force and man is a part of the Divine energy.  The 
+greatest thing in God's created universe is man.  In him, according 
+to the teachings of Freemasonry, is the Eternal Flame, the 
+indestructible image of the living God.  The power of man cannot be 
+defined, cannot be fenced in, because it transcends all finite 
+standards of measurement.
+
+Power directed by a bad purpose is positive destruction.  Alexander 
+the Great was the most powerful man of antiquity.  With an Army of 
+35,000 men he flung himself against a Persian horde of over one 
+million.  He conquered the world, but could not master himself.  
+Intent on lust and luxury, dissipation and destruction, his purposes 
+were bad, and at the age of forty-two he died in a drunken fit.
+Charles the First of England insisted on the Divine right of Kings.  
+He had his courts decree that the King could do no wrong,  he filled 
+the Tower of London with political prisoners, tortured and 
+decapitated his enemies, claimed the right of life and death over his 
+subjects. and exercised the unlimited power of an absolute monarch.  
+His purposes were bad, and under Oliver Cromwell his career was 
+canceled, the executioner swung his axe and the head of Charles the 
+First rolled in the dust.
+
+These were unusual men occupying exceptional positions, but the power 
+of destruction is terrific in the most ordinary life.  Czolgocz, the 
+Polish anarchist, was a man of low order in the social scale; without 
+wealth, without influence and without education; from the casual 
+viewpoint ignorant, insignificant and weak.  His mind was a breeding 
+ground of crazy purposes, but he had sufficient destructive power to 
+shoot William McKinley and assassinate the Chief Magistrate of the 
+greatest nation on earth.
+
+Power directed by a good purpose is constructive, and results in 
+achievement.  It keeps the cars on the tracks and the wires in the 
+air; it turns the wheels of man's industry and carries the commerce 
+of continents as upon a mighty shoulder.
+
+Warren Hastings was born in 1832; his mother was a servant girl who 
+died when the baby was two days old; his father deserted him, so he 
+grew up as a charity child.  He had a hungry mind and obtained an 
+education as best he could.  When eighteen years of age he shipped 
+for India, working for his own passage.  He had a purpose in his life 
+and there came a power that enabled him to establish the Bengal 
+Asiatic Society, to found colleges out of his own funds and in his 
+own name.  Disraeli and English supremacy in India was the direct 
+result of this man's work.  Today the memory of Warren Hastings is 
+linked with the greatness of the British Empire,
+
+David Livinston was a humble Scotchman, the son of a weaver and 
+himself a worker at the spinning wheel.  Into his soul there came a 
+great purpose of life, and he went to South Africa as a missionary.  
+He was frail of body, never physically strong, but with a purpose 
+there came to him a power to brave danger and endure privations.  For 
+a period of twenty years he blazed a trail of light through a dark 
+continent, destroyed the slave trade in Negroes, and convinced the 
+world that the salvation of Africa was a white man's job.  In that 
+commission he surrendered his life on his knees in supplication to 
+God.  His body was carried thousands of miles by a black man through 
+jungles, over rivers, across land and seas; last summer at West 
+Minster Abbey I stood before his mortal remains buried and honored in 
+the sepulcher of Kings.
+
+In his early manhood Abraham Lincoln stood before a slave market in 
+New Orleans.  Upon the block was a young woman, stripped to the 
+waist.  He heard the auctioneer describe her fine points and estimate 
+her value.  He became conscious, not simply of a black form, but a 
+life divinely given.  His soul responded to the challenge of a 
+supreme purpose and he said: "If I have a chance to strike this 
+institution I will strike it hard."  Through the years there came to 
+him the power to blaze out the path and light up the way for a new 
+baptism of human freedom, finally to seal that purpose with a 
+martyr's blood and ascend to the throne of God with four million 
+broken fetters in his hands.  Now the whole world joins in a myriad-
+voiced chorus of love and honor to his memory.  In every land and 
+under every clime he is exalted and glorified as a mighty champion of 
+human rights.
+
+History preserves in the clear amber of immortality the record of 
+men, who, set on fire by some sublime purpose and dedicate the power 
+of their lives to its prosecution.
+
+The lesson is definite and practical.  The twenty-four inch gauge and 
+the common gavel speak to every Mason the language of constructive 
+purpose and personal power.  They mean that a Mason should cherish 
+his ideals, the beauty that forms in his mind, the music that stirs 
+in his heart, the glory that drapes his purest purpose, for out of 
+these things he has the power to build for himself and a new world in 
+which to live.
+
+FELLOWCRAFT
+
+The Level is an instrument used by operative Masons to prove 
+horizontals.  It is trite to say that it is a symbol of equality.  
+The Declaration of American Independence proclaims that all men are 
+"Created Equal."  With most of us this is a glittering generality, 
+born of the fact that we are all made of the same dust, share a 
+common humanity and walk on the level of time until the grim 
+democracy of death blots out all distinctions, and the scepter of the 
+prince and the staff of the beggar are laid side by side.
+
+It is apparent that men are not equal, and cannot be equal either in 
+brain or brawn.  There is no common mold by which humanity can be 
+reduced to a dead level.  The world has various demands requiring 
+different powers; brains to devise great and important undertakings; 
+seers to dream dreams and behold visions; hands to execute the 
+designs laid down upon the Trestleboard; scientists to adorn the mind 
+and reveal the glories of the universe; poets to inspire the soul and 
+play music on human heart strings; pioneers to blaze out the path, 
+and prophets to light up the way to a land where the rainbow never 
+fades.
+
+The equality of which the Level is a symbol is one of right and not 
+one of gift and endowment.  It stands for the equal right of every 
+man to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness; the equal right of 
+every man to be free from oppression in the development of his own 
+faculties.  It means the destruction of special privilege and 
+arbitrary limitation.
+
+Freemasonry presided over the birth of our Republic and by the skill 
+of its leaders wrote into organic law of this land the immutable 
+truth of which the Level is a symbol.  In a Masonic Lodge George 
+Washington was taught that the Level is a symbol of equality.  In the 
+darkest hour of the Colonial cause, the soldiers, in a moment of 
+despair and desperation, would have placed on Washington's head the 
+crown of a King.  Hayden says, "The overthrow of the rump of 
+Parliament by Cromwell, the breaking up of the imbecile directory by 
+Napoleon were difficult tasks compared to the ease with which the 
+divided Continental Congress could have been dispersed."  Washington 
+was not fighting for Royal Rank, nor for coronation.  As a champion 
+of human rights, he was fighting for exact justice and equality of 
+opportunity, and so the kingship and the crown were rejected with 
+indignation and contempt.
+
+I remember reading a story of the great flood that came upon the 
+Ohio.  In the gray of the morning some men saw a house floating down 
+the river and on its top a human being.  Going to the rescue, they 
+found a woman whose life they wished to save, but she said, "No!  In 
+this house I have three dead babies I will not desert; I am going out 
+with them."  To most of us that act would verge on the immorality of 
+suicide; to her it was the expression of a mother's love deeper than 
+despair and death; her conduct corresponded with her conscience.  We 
+cannot place ourselves in her circumstances and in charity should 
+refrain from judgment.
+
+Jean Valjan was a great hulk of a man, young and strong, ignorant and 
+big hearted, tramping the streets of Paris in search of work, trying 
+to care for a widowed sister and her family of seven little ones.  
+There was no work to be had.  He could not bear to hear the voices of 
+starving children so he came home late at night, thinking they would 
+be sleep.  But hunger gnawed, and when he came in they were wide-
+awake and cried, Oh Uncle Jean, have you any work?  Oh, Uncle Jean, 
+we are so hungry!"  Madness seized the man; he went to the nearest 
+bakery, broke the window and stole a loaf of bread.  Jean was 
+arrested and sent to Toulon as a galley slave.  In the eyes of the 
+law he had committed the immoral act of theft.  But his eyes saw 
+pinched-up faces, his ears heard cries of hunger and, regardless of 
+consequences, his conduct corresponded with his conscience in a deed 
+of moral heroism.
+
+Back of all the temporary circumstances and conditions of men and 
+transitory moral codes evolved by human minds are certain positive 
+standards of morality which the Divine Intelligence has impressed 
+upon every particle of matter and every pulsation of energy.  They 
+are the same for all mankind, regardless of place, time, race or 
+religion.  Of these standards the try-square is the Masonic 
+mouthpiece.  Freemasonry is defined as a beautiful system of 
+morality.  
+
+It is a woven tapestry of great moral principles and purposes.  
+Whenever a Mason fails to live up to the best that is in him, 
+whenever he blots out the Divine light of his conscience, whenever he 
+is recreant to right as God gives him to see the right, he is false 
+to the trying square of his profession, for by this symbol 
+Freemasonry teaches a morality that masters manners, molds mind and 
+makes mighty manhood,
+
+The plumb is an instrument used by operative Masons to try 
+perpendiculars.  In speculative Freemasonry it is a symbol of 
+righteousness, that is, an upright life before God and man.
+It has been said that, in the art of building, accuracy is integrity.  
+If a wall not be perpendicular, as tested by the plumb line, it is a 
+menace to the stability of the structure.  Likewise if a Mason is 
+ignorant of this symbol as an active principle in his life, he is a 
+danger to the standing of the Fraternity in the community where he 
+lives.
+
+Righteousness is not a sanctimonious word.  It means rectitude of 
+conduct, integrity of character, and deathless devotion to the truth.  
+The Psalmist asked, "Lord, who shall abide in Thy Tabernacle?" and 
+this was his answer:  "He that walketh uprightly, and worketh 
+righteousness and speaketh the truth in his heart."  When correctly 
+understood, the truth symbolized by the Plumb constitutes a challenge 
+to courage.
+
+In the sixteenth century Giordano Bruno taught a plurity of words; 
+for this he was accused of heresy.  He was tried, convicted and 
+imprisoned in a dungeon for seven years.  He was offered his liberty 
+if he would recant, but Bruno refused to stain the sanctity of his 
+soul by denying that which he believed to be true.  He was taken from 
+his cell and led to the place of his execution, clad in a robe on 
+which representations of devils had been painted.  He was chained to 
+a stake, about his body wood was piled, fagots were lighted and on 
+the spot in Rome where a monument now stands to his memory he was 
+consumed by the flames.  Without the hope of heaven or the fear of 
+hell he suffered death for the naked truth that was in him.
+The Great Light of Freemasonry contains this promise:  
+
+"The righteous shall be in everlasting remembrance."  Men of 
+tremendous power, men of creative genius have passed into oblivion, 
+but the righteousness of pure and noble character, of unselfish and 
+Divinely inspired life finds perpetuation in the clear amber of 
+immortality.  Of the righteousness the Plumb is a symbol in 
+Freemasonry.
+
+Unrighteousness has wrought the destruction of peoples and 
+civilizations, but "Righteousness exalteth a nation."
+Symbols are not academic playthings, they are intended to provoke and 
+sustain thought.
+
+Fellowcraft Working Tools present to the mind basic ideas of 
+equality, morality and righteousness.
+
+MASTER MASON
+
+All the implements of Masonry are assigned to the use of the Master 
+Mason.  The principal one is the Trowel, an instrument used by 
+operative Masons to spread the cement which unites the building into 
+one common mass.  In Speculative Freemasonry it is a symbol of 
+brotherhood.
+
+Paul stood on the Mars Hill and said to the Athenians, "God hath made  
+of one blood every nation of men."  That is not an expression of 
+sentiment but the announcement of a fact, whether men desire or deny 
+it, whether men cherish it in their hearts or crucify it.  Man's 
+ignorance does not change the laws of nature nor vary their 
+irresistible march.  God's laws vindicate themselves; they crush all 
+who oppose and break into pieces everything that is not in harmony 
+with their purpose.  In the light of this truth it can be safely 
+asserted that no nation, no civilization can long endure which does 
+violence to the Divine fact of human brotherhood. 
+
+Fraternity is the basis of all important movements for the common 
+good and the general welfare of society.
+
+Freemasonry has been called a "society of friends and brothers 
+employing symbols to teach the truth."  The Trowel is a Masonic 
+symbol of love, and with it we are to spread the cement of brotherly 
+affection.  Next to faith in God, the greatest landmark in 
+Freemasonry is the "Brotherhood of Man."  We call each other 
+"Brother," but we sometimes fail to realize that brotherhood is a 
+reciprocal relationship.  It means that if I am to be a brother to 
+you, then you must be a brother to me.  It is exceedingly practical; 
+is it not only for grateful gifts and happy hours, but for use when 
+the soul is sad, when the heart is pierced and pained, when the road 
+is rough and rugged, and the way seems desolate and dreary.
+The sentiment of brotherhood in a man's heart is a futile thing 
+unless he can find avenues for its external expression.  So far as I 
+have been able to discover, there are three such avenues.
+
+The first is sympathy.  Not intellectual sympathy that passes by on 
+the other side of the street and expresses sorrow, but a red-blooded 
+sympathy that lifts a man up who has fallen down and speaks the light 
+of a new hope into his face.  Dr. Hillis said that sympathy is the 
+measure of a man's intellectual power.  Sympathy is more than this; 
+it is a measure of a man's heart-throb and soul vision.  The great 
+painters, poets, preachers, physicians and patriots whose names 
+illuminate the pages of history, excelled their contemporaries in 
+this one quality of human sympathy.
+
+The second avenue is service.  I have read somewhere, most likely in 
+one of the writings of Dr. Joseph Fort Newton, a statement that all 
+over the vast Temple of Freemasonry, from foundation stone to the 
+highest pinnacle, is inscribed in letters of living light the Divine 
+truth that labor is love, that work is worship and that not indolence 
+but industry is the crowning glory of a man's life whether he be rich 
+or poor.  In all the annals of human progress the men who have 
+accomplished works which have lived after them, which have come up 
+through cycles of time a blessing to succeeding generations, had not 
+before their eyes Gold or Fame, or Selfish aims or Sordid gain; but 
+had hung upon the walls of their minds great ideals of human service 
+to which they remained devoted until the light faded and the day 
+closed.
+
+The third avenue is sacrifice, the most radiant word in the history 
+of our race.  The sacrifices of father and mother for the education 
+of the child, the sacrifices of son and daughter for the old folks 
+back home, the sacrifices of the patriot for the homeland and the 
+Flag, the sacrifices of the great servants of humanity; have through 
+the ages made music in the souls of men.  He who would take sacrifice 
+out of human life would steal from maternity its sacred sweetness, 
+expunge the wrinkles from the face of Abraham Lincoln, and obliterate 
+the stripes of red in our National Flag.
+
+Every advance in civilization involves a victim.  
+
+Before the progress of the world stands an Altar and on it a 
+sacrifice.
+
+Back in the centuries Socrates, with a cup of hemlock poison to his 
+lips, offered himself upon the Altar of human sacrifice for the 
+Divine right of liberty in man.
+
+The words of Patrick Henry before the Virginia Assembly:  "The next 
+gale that blows from the north will bring to our ears the resounding 
+clash of arms.  I know not what course others may take, but as for 
+me, give me liberty or give me death," lifted the soul of Colonial 
+America up to the coronation of a supreme sacrifice and made this 
+Republic of the West a possibility.
+
+In the world crisis, American soldiers and sailors, as the champions 
+of civilization, laid their all, their hopes, their aspirations, 
+their ambitions, their home ties and affections upon the altar of 
+human sacrifice to insure our National safety, defend our National 
+honor, and vindicate the ideals of American independence on the 
+battlefields of Flanders and France.
+
+In a little country school I was taught that our National Flag stands 
+for the graves of men and the tears of women, for untrammeled 
+conscience and free institutions, for sacred memories and great 
+ideals; that is red stands for the blood that bought it, it white for 
+the purity of the motive that caused it to be shed, its blue for 
+loyalty ascending to the sky, and its stars for deeds of bravery 
+brighter than the stars of a faultless night.  But when I think of 
+George Washington and Gen. Joseph Warren, and Capt. John Paul Jones, 
+and that heroic band of Masonic patriots in the American Revolution, 
+and cast the utility of out Craft against the background of its 
+history, I can see its stripes of red baptized in the sacrificial 
+blood of our Fraternity, and its stars of glory illuminated by the 
+deathless light that shines from a Masonic Altar.
+
+In Freemasonry we are familiar with the ancient drama of sacrifice 
+made in the name of faith, fortitude and fidelity.
+
+These three; sympathy, service and sacrifice are the avenues for the 
+external expression of the sentiment of brotherhood in man's heart.
+In proportion as we are inspired by this ideal and use these avenues 
+of expression, our Fraternity will contribute to human good and 
+happiness, and answer the end of its institution.
+
+Tools have been called "The evangelists of a new day." 
+
+They are teachers not less than college and cathedral.  Just as the 
+Twenty-four inch Gauge and Common Gavel stand for purpose and power; 
+the Level, Square and Plumb present basic ideas of equality, morality 
+and righteousness; so the Trowel is Freemasonry's symbol of unity and 
+brotherhood among men.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   May, 1928   No.5
+
+THE LEGEND OF THE LOST WORD
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Ancient Craft Masonry attains its climax in the symbolism of the Lost 
+Word, and a quest for its recovery; but in our ritualistic work there 
+is little attempt at explanation.
+
+The observation has been made that language is a growth; every word 
+had to be created by man.  Back of every word is some want or 
+necessity of mind or body and the genius to make expression in some 
+sign or sound that we call a word.  "Some words are rough and rugged 
+like the skins of wild beasts, other glitter and glisten like satin 
+and gold.  Words have been born of hatred and revenge, of love and 
+sacrifice, of hope and fear, of agony and joy.  In them mingle the 
+darkness and the dawn.  They are the garments of thought , the robes 
+of reason, the shadows of the past, the reflection of the present and 
+the crystallization of human history."
+
+It has been said that the egocentric instinct in man has made "self-
+preservation the first law of nature," that growing out of or 
+alongside of it is the gregarious instinct which has produced social 
+governments and philanthropic enterprises.   Deeper than these 
+instincts there is in man a consciousness, however dim, in explicable 
+forces and agencies, and an urge to realize their potency.  In the 
+childhood of the race this occasioned the thought of supernatural 
+power in a word.
+
+The word that causes the heavens on high to tremble, The word that 
+makes the world below to quake.
+
+Constitute the first two lines of a Babylonian hymn inscribed upon a 
+clay tablet five thousand years ago, in which the wise preisthood of 
+a great religion sang praises to the might and power of a word.
+Some Masonic writers have held that A U M, pronounced "oom," is the 
+oldest omnific name of God in the world; that it came out of India, 
+and that it has also been spelled A O M, but pronounced the same way.  
+Frank C. Higgins has written a book on his name as the "Lost Word," 
+and claims it is concealed in the terminal letters of the names of 
+the three ruffians.  To the best of my knowledge this concealment has 
+not been satisfactorily explained.
+
+In my opinion, Freemasonry is largely indebted to the Hebrews for the 
+legend of The Lost Word.  Shakespeare says, "What's in a name?"  The 
+Jews saw in a name "a sign standing for the personality, the 
+achievements, the reputation, the character, the power and the glory 
+of the one who wore it." Joseph meant "increaser," Moses meant "drawn 
+out of water," Israel meant "Prince of God."  At the burning bush the 
+ineffable name of God Almighty was communicated to Moses; so 
+overwhelming was its glory that the people pronounced it in whispers. 
+
+The third commandment of the Decalogue, delivered from Mount Sinai, 
+declared, "Thou Shalt not take the name of the Lord, thy God in 
+vain."  The priestly rule contained in Leviticus reads, "He that 
+pronounceth the name of the Lord distinctly shall be put to death." 
+At last only the high priest was permitted to utter the name, and 
+that but once a year.  On the day of atonement, and in the holy of 
+holies, its utterance was accompanied by the beating of cymbals and 
+the blowing of trumpets, so as to completely extinguish the sound of 
+the human voice.  Such were "the wrappings of secrecy and sanctity 
+which the Jews threw about the name of God."
+
+As they used no vowels in writing, all that was ever seen were four 
+consonants, J H V H, the Tetragrammation or four lettered name of God 
+which we call Jehovah.  From the letters there was no clue to the 
+pronunciation.  No one could  understand them any more than we could 
+know that Mr.  stands for Mister and Dr. stands for Doctor unless 
+someone told us so.
+
+According to tradition, the great catastrophe of the Babylonian 
+captivity was that, through the death of the high pries without a 
+successor, the name was lost.  "At the end of that captivity priests 
+and scribes began a search for the lost name which has continued 
+without avail for two and one-half millenniums." The four consonants 
+they had, but it is doubtful if anyone has been able to supply the 
+sound of the vowels.  It is believed that this four-lettered name of 
+God is the Lost Word of Masonry today.
+
+Like everything else in our science, it is a symbol.  
+
+It is the consummation of all Masonic symbolism because it stands for 
+the Divine truth.  Brotherly love and relief are but the means to an 
+end; the final design of our Institution is its third principle 
+tenet, the imperial truth.  In some aspects truth seems relative, 
+because it is not complete, but only partial.  Now we see through a 
+glass darkly, but the ultimates of truth are immutable and eternal, 
+the Fatherhood of God and the immortality of the soul, "Down to this 
+deep foundation Masonry digs for a basis of its Temple and finds an 
+everlasting rock."
+
+Dr. Joseph Fort Newton says:
+
+"Freemasonry makes no argument, but presents a picture, the oldest, 
+if not the greatest, drama in the world, the better to make men feel 
+those truths which no mortal words can utter.  It shows us the 
+tragedy of life in its blackest hour, the forces of evil, cunning, 
+yet stupid, which come up against the soul, tempting it to treachery, 
+a tragedy which, in its simplicity and power, makes the heart ache 
+and stand still. Then out of the thick darkness there rises, like a 
+beautiful white star, that in man which is most akin to God, his love 
+of truth, his devotion to duty, his willingness to go down into the 
+night of death, if only virtue may survive and throb like a pulse of 
+fire in the evening sky."
+
+"Here is the ultimate and final witness of our Divinity and 
+immortality, the sublime, death-defying moral heroism of the human 
+soul."  Translated into personal terms it is the Apostle Peter at his 
+execution asking to be crucified head downward.  It is the Spartan 
+Leonidas at the Pass of Thermopylae, with a handful of men holding 
+back the hordes of Persia and spelling out the salvation of the Greek 
+Republic.  It is the Swiss, Arnold von Winkelried, receiving the 
+points of Austrian spears into his own breast and making his dead 
+body a bridge of victory for his countrymen.  It is the American, 
+Nathan Hale, grieving that he had but one life to give, but one 
+supreme sacrifice to make at the altar of our National Liberty.  It 
+is our operative Grand Master, the Tyrian Builder before the brute 
+forces of death and destruction, surrendering his life but preserving 
+his integrity.
+
+Brother H.L. Haywood says: "The search for a lost word is not a 
+search for a mere vocable of a few letters which one might write down 
+on a piece of paper, it is the search for a truth."  It is a quest 
+for the highest possible life in the spiritual unfoldment of 
+humanity; it is the seeking after the name, the power and the glory 
+of God.
+
+The purpose is the same whether this age-old legend of the quest be 
+woven into a tragic tale like Eugene Sue's "Wandering Jew," or thrown 
+about a mystic drama like Maurice Maeterlinck's "Blue Bird," or 
+crystallized in an epic poem like James Russell Lowell's "Vision of 
+Sir Launfal," whether it be a missing chord of music, the vacancy of 
+a sanctuary, a design left unfinished by the death of the Master 
+Builder, or the Lost Word in Masonry to be recovered through 
+patience, perseverance and time.  It always symbolizes a search for 
+something good and beautiful and true.
+
+At times of meditation and introspection there is something vaguely 
+haunting in the Legend of The Lost Word; like the fleeting fragrance 
+of a forest flower experienced in the past, the murmured music of a 
+rippling brook heard in childhood, the purple sheen of twilight on a 
+distant hilltop, or some exquisite dream of infinite love in the long 
+ago; forgotten, but trembling at the doorway of memory.
+
+This quest is the central thought of Henry van Dyke's "The Other Wise 
+Man," an inspirational story of beauty and charm, which tells of the 
+days when Augustus Caesar was the master of many Kings and Herod 
+reigned in Jerusalem.
+
+Artaban, the Median, the fourth wise man; studied the constellations 
+and certain prophecies of Zoroaster, Balaam and Daniel.  Inspired by 
+the appearance of a star in the sky, he sold his possessions and 
+bought three gems; a sapphire, a ruby and a pearl; to bear as tribute 
+to a new-born King.  The other three wise men were to wait for him at 
+the ancient temple of the seven Spheres.  Because he tarried in a 
+palm grove outside the walls of Babylon to minister to a Parthian Jew 
+in the ravages of a fever, he did not reach the appointed place in 
+time, and found a note which said, "We have waited past the midnight 
+hour and can delay no longer.  We go to find the King.  Follow us 
+across the desert."  This meant that Artaban must sell his sapphire 
+to buy camels and provisions for the journey .  A ministry of mercy 
+cost him the first jewel.
+
+The third day after the wise men had laid at the feet of a child in a 
+manger their gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh, Artaban entered 
+Bethlehem, weary but full of hope, bearing his Ruby and his Pearl.  
+The streets were deserted, but from an open door of a low stone 
+cottage he heard a woman's voice singing softly.  He entered and 
+found a young mother hushing her baby to sleep.  She told him of the 
+strangers from the east who had appeared and gone, that the man from 
+Nazareth had taken the babe and its mother and fled away to Egypt.  
+She placed food before him, the plain fare of humble peasants.  The 
+baby slumbered, as great peace filled the quiet room; but suddenly 
+there came the noise of wild confusion in the street, the shrieking 
+and wailing of women's voices crying: "The Soldiers of Herod!  They 
+are killing our children."
+
+The mother's face grew white with terror, she huddled with her child 
+in a dark corner of the room.  Artaban's form filled all the doorway, 
+and looking straight at the Captain he said:  "I am alone in this 
+place and am waiting to give this jewel to the prudent Captain who 
+will leave me in peace."  He showed the Ruby glistening like a great 
+drop of blood in the palm of his hand.
+
+The lines of greed tightened hard around the Captain's lips.  He took 
+the Ruby in his fingers and gave the order:  
+
+"March on, there is no child here, this house is still."  Artaban 
+turned his face to the East and prayed, "God of Truth, forgive my 
+sin, I have said that which is not to save the life of a child."  The 
+voice of the woman said, very gently, "Because thou hast saved the 
+life of my little one, may the Lord Bless thee and keep thee, lift up 
+the light of His Countenance upon thee and give thee peace."  Thus he 
+parted with his second jewel.
+
+Down in Egypt Artaban found faint traces here and there of the holy 
+family.  Though he found none to worship, he found many to help.  He 
+fed the hungry, clothed the naked, healed the sick and comforted the 
+captive.  His years moved swiftly by; after thirty-three had gone, in 
+his old age an irresistible impulse came upon him to go up again to 
+Jerusalem.  He had his Pearl and was looking for the King.
+
+It was the season of the Passover when he reached the city.  There 
+was great excitement; multitudes were being swept as by a secret tide 
+toward the Damascus Gate.  He joined the throng and inquired the 
+cause of the tumult and where they were going.  "We are going," they 
+answered, "Outside the city walls to a place called Golgotha where 
+Jesus of Nazareth, the King of the Jews, is to be crucified."
+
+How strangely the words fell on the tired heart of Artaban.  At last 
+he was to see the King and he still had his Pearl, in time, perhaps 
+to offer it as ransom.  A troop of Macedonian soldiers came down the 
+street dragging a young girl into bondage and slavery for debts of 
+her father who had died.  Being of Artaban's country, she recognized 
+the sign of the Priesthood, the Winged circle of Gold which he wore.  
+Tearing away from the soldiers and throwing herself at his feet, she 
+prayed, "Have pity upon me, save me from a fate that is worse than 
+death."
+
+Artaban trembled as a conflict entered his soul.  It was the old 
+conflict which had come to him in the Palm grove and again in the 
+Stone cottage; the conflict between expectations of faith and the 
+impulses of love.  In the darkness of his mind it seemed clear that 
+the inevitable comes from God.  He took the Pearl from his bosom and 
+placed it in the slave girl's hand, saying, "This is thy ransom.  It 
+is the last of my jewels which I kept for the King."
+
+As he spoke the sky darkened, the earth quaked, the houses rocked, a 
+heavy tile shaken from a roof fell and struck the old man on the 
+temple.  He lay breathless and pale.
+
+As she bent over him there came a voice through the twilight, small 
+and still, like music sounding from a distance.  The old man's lips 
+began to move; she heard him say, "Not so my Lord, for when I saw I 
+Thee an hungered and fed Thee, or thirsty and gave Thee to drink?  
+Thirty and three years have I sought Thee, but I have never seen Thy 
+face nor ministered to Thee, my King."  Again the maid heard the 
+sweet voice, faintly, as from afar, but now it seemed as though she 
+understood the words.  "Verily I say unto thee, inasmuch as thou hast 
+done unto one of the least of these my brethren, thou hast done it 
+unto me."
+
+At the end of the journey, in the presence of human need, in the 
+expression of human sympathy, in the rendering of human service, he 
+came face to face with his King and discovered his Lost Word.  He 
+heard a Divine voice saying, "Inasmuch" and "Well done, good and 
+faithful servant."
+
+The Lost Word symbolizes the kind of truth that cannot be acquired 
+from reading books, that cannot be obtained by paying so much money 
+and listening to so many college lectures.  It symbolizes a truth 
+that must be wrought out through the vicissitudes of life in personal 
+experience.
+
+If the Word stands for the personality, the attributes, the power and 
+the glory of God, we must be satisfied with a substitute, because 
+human life and ages of time are too short for a complete revelation 
+of that high and holy name.
+
+The whole design of Masonic science is a quest for the truth.  
+"Divine truth is symbolized by the Logos, the Word, the Name."  
+Through this symbol all the other symbols of Masonry guide a man 
+onward and upward to God.
+
+Over the hills to a valley of endless years,
+Over roads of woe to a land without a tear,
+Up from the haunts of men to the place where angels are,
+This is the march of morality, to a wonderful goal afar.
+
+SO MOTE IT BE
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   June, 1928   No.6
+
+VALLEY FORGE
+
+by: Joseph Fort Newton
+
+Address at the 150th Anniversary, French - American Alliance, Valley 
+Forge, May 5, 1928.
+
+What memories, what historic echoes the very words bring back to 
+every patriotic heart!  What deeds of daring, what almost superhuman 
+endurance they symbolize in the heroic legend of our country!  As far 
+back as we can remember, in the pride and tenderness of childhood, 
+our hearts turned to this spot as to a shrine.  Today we take off our 
+hats and lift up our hearts, in homage to the heroism of man and the 
+mercy of God.
+
+Surely he is a strange man, and no American at all, who can read the 
+story of the winter at Valley Forge, and not feel his warm heart with 
+a new pulse of love and loyalty to his country, which inspired such 
+devotion and endurance.  Who can walk over the old campground, now a 
+lovely park, with its memorial Chapel, an exquisite poem in stone, a 
+Gothic shrine both of patriotism and religion, and not feel that he 
+is indeed on Holy Ground!  Such a day should make us renew our vows 
+to the ideals for which men were ready and willing to give their all, 
+lest we forget what the liberty we enjoy cost in sacrifice.
+
+One hundred and fifty years ago this land was the scene of events of 
+vast import and moment, the meaning of which is felt today, not only 
+in our institutions, but in the life of the world.  Not simply a new 
+nation, but a new kind of nation was struggling to birth in a new 
+world, a nation "Conceived in liberty and dedicated to the 
+proposition that all men are created equal."  It was, indeed, "the 
+last great hope of man;" and at Valley Forge the issue hung in the 
+balance - due to profound discouragement of the people.
+
+Lexington, Bunker Hill and Saratoga were behind; 
+Monmouth, Stony Point and Yorktown were ahead.  Between lay the snows 
+of Valley Forge, when the people were depressed, the Army well-nigh 
+demoralized, its moral almost broken, and the fortunes of freedom 
+were at their lowest ebb.  If despair had been possible, our fathers 
+would have been the victims of it in that awful ordeal of winter, 
+both in weather and in spirit, when the Chief city of the land was 
+the playground of the enemy, and the ragged remnant of the army, 
+decimated by disease, at times almost starving, was shivering on the 
+hills of Valley Forge.
+
+Even in the brief, austere official documents of the day we realize 
+that the hardship of this camp was more trying than the hazard of 
+battle; and the diaries and letters of the day which gave the vivid 
+human color of the scene makes its details poignant.  Huddled in a 
+city of huts, under an icy sky, half-clothed and half-fed, the cause 
+of freedom almost lost, tempted by offers of compromise, and, in the 
+light of a glimmering lamp in a cottage window a tall form pacing to 
+and fro, waiting, watching, planning, praying - such is the picture, 
+and such is its meaning in our history.  Valley Forge was not a 
+battlefield where men met the thrilling issues of a conflict; it was 
+a campground where they waited, suffered and endured.  It has a glory 
+all its own, a fame complete and perfect, from which nothing can 
+detract, to forget which would be sacrilege.
+
+The obvious strategy of Washington was to keep the British from 
+cutting the Colonies in two, dividing their strength, and defeating 
+their hopes.  Lexington and Bunker Hill were memorable, but in nowise 
+vital as compared with the battles that raged about Philadelphia.  
+
+The danger lay in the middle states of the long coast line.  If a 
+wedge could be driven through the center of the colonial domain, 
+separating their forces and resources, the rebellion, as it was 
+regarded in England, would be broken.  But it was not to be so, 
+thanks to the God of history who gave us a leader and Commander who, 
+alike in symmetry of character and splendor of achievement, is one of 
+the greatest men in the records of mankind.  Frederick the Great said 
+that the Trenton campaign was the most brilliant of the century, and 
+it was the century of himself and Marlborough.  But Washington was 
+supreme, not alone in flashes of genius, such as amaze us in 
+Alexander and dazzle us in Naploleon, but no less in more useful and 
+less glittering gifts which won the loyalty of his people, and led 
+him through the intrigues of friends and the treachery of foes to 
+victory.  In the whole story of the race there is no man to surpass 
+him in disinterested nobility, in practical capacity, solid wisdom 
+and majesty of moral character.
+
+It was the military strategy of Washington to prevent the colonial 
+republic from being divided and defeated, it was diplomatic strategy 
+of Franklin and his fellow workers to divide Europe and, if possible, 
+enlist aid for our struggling cause.  For several years, work to that 
+end had been going on secretly, and in the autumn of 1777 it became 
+open and distinct, which no doubt explains the conciliatory Bills, 
+offering everything except independence, received and rejected by 
+Congress in April 1778, under the influence of Washington saying, 
+"that nothing but independence would do" In the meantime, von Steubon 
+was training the army in tactics and discipline such as it had not 
+know before; and Lafayette - "the Boy," as Cornwallis called him, 
+derisively - alike by his gallant courage and chivalrous friendship 
+helped to keep American hopes alive.  
+
+At last, after no end of doubt, delay and intrigue.  during which 
+Franklin revealed his extraordinary tact, patience and skill; on 
+February 6th, Treaties of Amity, Commerce and Alliance were signed 
+between France and the United States.  The Independence of America 
+was acknowledged and made the basis of alliance, and it was mutually 
+agreed that neither nation would lay down      its arms until England 
+had conceded our freedom and separate nationhood.  A fleet, an army, 
+munitions and supplies were promised by the King of France, who 
+immediately declared war on Great Britain.  So, America was united, 
+and Europe was divided, and the issue of liberty in the new world was 
+no longer in doubt.
+
+All historians agree to regard this as the turning-point in our 
+struggle for independence; and so it was.  But neither the fleet of 
+France nor her armies were as valuable to America at that moment, as 
+the moral effect, both at home and abroad, of the Alliance.  It 
+electrified our country; it cemented a discouraged and distracted 
+people; it restored their shattered morale, when, at eleven o'clock 
+at night, May 4th, the news of the French Treaty reached Washington 
+at Valley Forge - so long did it take the tidings to travel.
+
+May the 6th was a gala day, by General orders; the army, after 
+impressive religious services of thanksgiving and joy, was drawn up 
+under arms; salutes were fired; cheers were given for the King of 
+France and the United States; and in the evening a banquet was given 
+by the Commander-in-Chief to his officers.  Today we are met on this 
+campground of an eternal fame and friendship, to celebrate the 
+anniversary of the thrilling event, mingling prayer and play, as was 
+done of old; beseeching the God of our fathers to make us worthy of a 
+history so noble, a legacy so sacred, and a heritage so heroic.
+
+Once again, after one hundred and fifty years, we have heard the 
+voice of France, the land of Lafayette, in the words of its brilliant 
+Minister of State, appealing to America, the land of Washington, to 
+join hands, as in the days agone, in a treaty, openly arrived at, 
+outlawing war between the two nations forever, as the basis and 
+beginning of a better world order.  Truly he is a strange man who can 
+read such a gallant proposal, so definitely made by a practical 
+statesman, and not feel his heart beat faster.  What hopes and 
+visions fill the mind as one reads the calm measured words of a great 
+son of France, offering an olive branch of perpetual peace, and the 
+settlement of all disputes by reason and law, thereby giving an 
+example of civilized life to all the world:
+
+"If there were need for those two great democracies to give high 
+testimony to their desire for peace, and to furnish to other peoples 
+an example more solemn still, France would be willing to subscribe 
+publicly with the United States to any mutual engagement tending to 
+outlaw war as between those two countries.  Every engagement entered 
+into in this spirit by the United States toward another nation such 
+as France would contribute greatly in the eyes of the world to 
+broaden and strengthen the foundations on which the international 
+policy of peace is being erected."
+
+Here are great words of prophetic overture, worthy to be set to 
+music; and the land of Washington has made memorable response to a 
+spirit so fine and a gesture so gracious.  They err who say, 
+cynically, that no good came out of the mad hell of the world war, 
+when in the open forum of the world, two great republics - bound by a 
+common historic faith and friendship - lead the way to the 
+enthronement of law above force and reason above passion, in behalf 
+of a creative and cooperative goodwill.  It makes a kinder light from 
+a higher sky fall upon this old campground, and upon the little white 
+crosses in France, where heroes sleep together, since, by the 
+goodwill of God, it shows that they did not die in vain.
+
+At last, or soon or late, so the prophets forfeit and proclaimed by a 
+Divine pragmatism, men will learn that only the ideal is actually 
+practical, and that only when societies and institutions are built 
+square with the righteous order of the world, will they endure.  The 
+path of man through the ages is littered with the wreckage of states 
+and civilizations fallen into dust, because they built upon force and 
+not upon brotherhood.  So runs the record of centuries, as far back 
+as written history goes.
+
+Must it be so always?  Is man too blind to see and too stupid to 
+learn that the visible is set in the Invisible, and that it is the 
+spiritual - seemingly so impalpable and frail - that finally rules, 
+and must rule, because the universe is made on that plan?  Today it 
+means much that practical men are beginning to see what poets and 
+prophets have proclaimed from time immemorial - that moral and 
+spiritual laws are universal, and that man is wise only when he 
+learns the way God is going and makes a highway for the Eternal Will.
+
+Today, on these hills of Valley Forge, as we celebrate an alliance 
+for war, may we devoutly hope and pray that God has brought us far 
+enough down the ways of time and tragedy that we are ready, by His 
+Grace, to make a great Alliance for Peace, led by two mighty peoples 
+who more than once have been one in arts, arms, and ideals - France 
+lending aid in the founding of our Republic, and America lending aid 
+in the salvation of France and so, by a grand adventure of practical 
+and constructive fraternity, lay the corner stone of a new order of 
+the ages, making peace a law and not a dream!
+
+SO MOTE IT BE
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   July, 1928   No.7
+
+LAFAYETTE
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Lafayette stands apart and alone.  His spirit was unique, and his 
+career without parallel.  Although a man of another race and land, 
+his life is a part of the heroic legend of our country and our Craft.  
+His story is more like fiction than fact.  He was the last of the old 
+knights who, through all the foulness and folly of his time, kept a 
+name without stain.
+
+In all history no man of one land has been more beloved in another.  
+He came to the aid of America like a crusader, asking to serve at his 
+own cost, and without reward.  No man ever loved Liberty with a purer 
+devotion, or served her with more self-spending zeal.  A poet, a 
+mystic, a great-hearted gentleman, he is linked in our minds with 
+Joan of Arc.
+
+Even romance has few stories to match the life of Lafayette.  The 
+father of four revolutions, he is yet a figure of such grace and 
+purity that he suggests only beautiful things.  Blood and fire and 
+terror fall away leaving only a shining spirit.  Friend of America at 
+nineteen, hero of French liberty at thirty, a tragic figure for the 
+rest of his days, he cultivated roses and dreamed dreams in the 
+perfumed gardens of La Grange.
+
+The life of Lafayette falls into five acts.  First, his thrilling 
+adventures of youth in America; second, his service in the French 
+Revolution  when, for a time, he held the fate of his country in his 
+hands; third, in the revolution of 1839 when, again, he was Master of 
+France; fourth, his long, lonely later years; and finally, fourscore 
+years later, when his spirit seemed to rise from the grave and beckon 
+America to aid France in the World-War.
+
+Yet, strangely enough, he was not a mind of the first rank.  Nature 
+had not given him ten talents; his power and charm lay in his heart.  
+He had courage, energy, honesty, frankness, simplicity, loyalty and a 
+flaming zeal for what he deemed high causes; a spirit so lovely, so 
+fine, so unselfish that all who really knew him loved him with 
+unwavering devotion.  Withal, he had a generosity rare among men, and 
+a power of admiration that knew no limit.  No man was ever more 
+beloved, and no man more richly deserved it. 
+
+Lafayette was born in Auvergne, among sturdy, thrifty folk ever ready 
+to take up hard tasks.  Nobly born, he was far nearer the farmer than 
+the courtier.  His soldier father was killed at Minden when the child 
+was only two, and he grew up, country-bred, woman-tended, a gay, 
+truant, poet-boy, amid forests, fields and sparkling streams.  For 
+his own good, he lacked all the social graces, being shy, gawky, red-
+headed, a clumsy horseman and a bad dancer.  Yet always in his heart 
+there burned a desire to go all over the world in pursuit of fame.
+By an odd accident was he started on the road of romance and glory.  
+The Duke of Gloucester, in disgrace with his Royal Brother George, 
+was passing through Metz where, at a dinner, Lafayette met him.  The 
+Duke, with the independence known only to Englishmen, made no secret 
+of his sympathy with the American Colonies in their struggle for 
+liberty.  The young nobleman listened, and the seed fell on ready 
+soil.  As he said to Jared Sparks long years afterward, his whole 
+soul leaped in love of America. and he vowed to offer his life and 
+fortune in the service of its cause.
+
+So, fitting out his ship, named "Victory," at his own expense, and 
+gathering a few select souls like Baron de Kalb aboard, he set sail 
+from an obscure port in Spain.  Chased by  the British fleet, he was 
+as elusive as an eel, dodging all his enemies.  They weighed anchor 
+at Georgetown, South Carolina, got into a little boat and rowed up 
+the river to a farm house that showed lights.  Dogs began to bark; 
+the family were frightened, thinking it a party of the enemy.  De 
+Kalb, who spoke English, explained who they were, and they received a 
+hearty welcome.
+
+Nor was the welcome ever belied.  Something in the sublime effrontery 
+of "The Boy," as he came to be known, ready to do anything, no matter 
+how difficult, and angry only when a risk was put out of his reach by 
+ranking etiquette; won the hearts of our people.  By horseback 
+Lafayette went to Philadelphia, and presented himself to Congress.  
+He asked that he might serve at his own expense, and as a volunteer.  
+It was as if a being from another planet had suddenly alighted among 
+grave, kindly, farmer-like men.  Like all the rest, they surrendered 
+to his charm, made him a Major General, and sent him to Washington. 
+The meeting of the two men, under a tent, is a scene for a painter.  
+One forty-five, tall, erect, calm, direct, fifty-per-cent will, 
+forty-nine-per-cent reason, one-per-cent chance; the other slight, 
+poetic, eloquent and twenty.  They came out of the tent arm in arm.  
+It was the beginning of one of the great friendships of history.  No 
+two men were ever more unlike.  Each had what the other lacked.  They 
+belonged together, virile power blending with fresh ardor.  When 
+Lafayette was wounded at Brandywine, shot in the leg, Washington said 
+to the physician: "Look after him as after my son."  Fidelity and 
+tenderness united in a devotion unmarred by time, and unbroken by 
+death.
+
+Besides, we do not forget that they were Brothers in the Lodge.  
+Where and when Lafayette was made a Mason is a matter of dispute.  
+Some say it was at the great meeting of Military Lodges in 
+Morristown, New Jersey, when the proposal was made to form a General 
+Grand Lodge, of which Washington was to be the Supreme Grand Master.  
+Yet, Lafayette more than one spoke as if he had been made a Mason 
+before he arrived in America.  The exact fact is hard to find, but we 
+do know that he was a man of our Craft.
+
+At Valley Forge, under rain and frost, amid scurvy and fever, when 
+men ate acorns and died haphazard, "The Boy" rolled a big snow ball.  
+Slowly, at the touch of his dreaming fingers, it took the shape of a 
+woman.  When finished, he engraved on her breast the magic word - 
+"Liberty!"  He enchanted the army, kept up its morale, and brought 
+good luck.  Spring came, the Alliance with France was celebrated, and 
+the Army went on to Monmouth and Yorktown.  When the whole British 
+Army became prisoners of war, Lafayette wrote to his wife:  "The Play 
+is ended.  The British are in the Soup!"
+
+The years following, amid upheavals in France, need not detain us.  
+It was a wild and stormy time.  Twice, at least, Lafayette held the 
+destiny of his country in his hands.  The Queen hated him.  As 
+Napoleon said:  "I could not have believed that hatred could go so 
+far."  Marat thirsted for his blood.  "He was always quoting 
+Washington," says Brissot.  Time tossed him right to the height of 
+fame, then to the depth of a dungeon, and finally aside.
+
+Fifty years passed, and a thin old man, bent and spent, landed 
+stiffly at New York, wondering whether he could "get a hack to take 
+him to the hotel."  No man, except Lindberg, ever received such a 
+welcome on our shores.  Rockets soared.  Bonfires reddened the sky.  
+Militia marched.  Arches crossed the road.  His tour was an ovation.  
+He was a link with our heroic past, a living legend.  Walking slowly 
+over the ground where he had galloped and waved his sword fifty years 
+before, he was a symbol.
+
+To this day the name of Lafayette is a magic word among us.  He came 
+to our country - a friend, a knight errant - in an hour of its 
+struggle as black as the night on which he landed.  He was young, he 
+was romantic, with bright airs and graces.  He dazzled, charmed, and 
+captivated our nation.  Enthusiasm shone in his eyes.  He wanted 
+nothing - except to fight for Liberty, the goddess of his idolatry.  
+He was as one following a vision, in quest of a Holy Grail - the 
+triumph of the rights of man.  He went away, and when he returned it 
+was as if our own heroic past had returned to bless and purify us.
+Liberty was the religion of Lafayette, and his faith remained 
+undivided an unshaken.  With all his grace of soul, he was well nigh 
+a fanatic in its service.  When he said that the happiest day of his 
+life would be when he mounted the scaffold for his faith, he did not 
+exaggerate.  A soldier of the order of poets, his life had a purity 
+as amazing as its unity.  Ardent and serious, yet gay and gallant, he 
+is of such stuff as legends are made of.
+
+If men see after death what passes here below, what must have been 
+the feelings of Lafayette when, fourscore and three years after his 
+bodily death, he looked down from his home in the celestial 
+habitations and saw France again in dire danger, sorely pressed by 
+foreign foes, fighting for her life, and a general in an American 
+uniform standing by his grave in the cemetery of Picpus, and heard 
+him say:  
+
+"Lafayette, we are here!"
+
+SO MOTE IT BE
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   August, 1928   No.8
+
+THE WONDER OF MASONRY
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+One of the Unwritten Sayings of Jesus, picked up in a rubbish heap in 
+Egypt, is as follows:  "Let him that seeketh desist not from his 
+quest until he hath found; and when he hath found, he shall be 
+smitten with wonder; and when he hath wondered, he shall come into 
+his Kingdom, and coming into his Kingdom, he shall rest."
+A great English critic said that there are two impulses by which men 
+are governed; the impulse of acceptance - the impulse to take for 
+granted and unchallenged the facts of life as they are - and the 
+impulse to confront those facts with the eyes of inquiry and wonder.  
+Men are of two kinds, according as they obey one or the other of 
+these two impulses.
+
+As Watts-Dunton goes on to point out, in the latter years of the 
+eighteenth century it was the impulse of acceptance that held sway; 
+and it was precisely those years that made the winter of English 
+poetry, when Pope and Dryden shone like stars on a frosty night.  
+Then came what he has called "The Renascence of Wonder,: and we heard 
+again the bird notes of spring, of Cowper and Burns, of Wordsworth 
+and Coleridge, of Shelly and Keats.
+
+In the same way, Masons may be divided into two classes: those who 
+take Masonry as a matter of course, and those who confront it with 
+the eyes of inquiry and wonder.  Let it be said at once, a man may be 
+content - as, indeed many are - with the impulse of acceptance, and 
+may live a Masonic life without reproach; but he will never feel the 
+thrill of Masonry as one of the great romances of the world.
+
+II
+To some of us Masonry is more fascinating than any fairy story - a 
+thing so wonderful that we can never think of it without 
+astonishment.  The very existence of such an order, older than any 
+living religion, in one form or another going back into a far time 
+where history and legend blend, like the earth and the sky on the 
+horizon, is a fact amazing beyond words.  If its real story were 
+tellable, it would make other romances seem flat and tame.
+Deep in the heart of man is an instinct, if we may call it such, by 
+which he feels that there are truths so high and faiths so holy that 
+they are not to be trusted to men unless they are trustworthy, lest 
+the most precious possessions of humanity be lost or debased.  Out of 
+this feeling grew the idea and practice of initiation, as we see it 
+in the Men's House, and trace it through all lands and races.
+
+No matter what forms the old initiations may take, at the heart of it 
+all, somewhere, one finds the rudiments of and remsemblances to the 
+great drama of the immortal life, showing that from earliest time man 
+defied death and refused to let it have the last word.  How this 
+instinct for initiation, if one may so describe it, linked itself 
+with the art of architecture, using simple symbols to teach moral 
+truths; as if to teach man that he must build up the eternal life 
+within himself - how can one think of such a fact without wonder and 
+a strange warming of the heart!
+
+Yet there are brethren who seem to take it all for granted, as a 
+matter of rite and rote, and nothing more.  They remind one of the 
+letter of Horace Walpole written from Florence:  "I recollect the joy 
+I used to propose to myself if I could but once see the Great Duke's 
+Gallery:  I walk in it now with as little emotion as I should into 
+St. Paul's Cathedral.  The farther I travel, the less I wonder at 
+anything."
+
+Truly, those words tell a pitiful tale of a jaded, blas‚ tourist who 
+walked through ancient shrines of beauty and prayer with sealed, 
+unwondering eyes.  Yet, more marvelous than any cathedral is the 
+story of the Builders, out of whose faith and dream and skill the 
+cathedral was born and built; and it is Masonry that tells us who the 
+builders were, why and how they wrought, and how we must be builders, 
+too, of a House not made with hands.
+
+III
+To name the marvels of Masonry would require many books, but two may 
+be mentioned, and the first is its anonymousness.  Who made Masonry 
+no one knows; when and how it was made no one has told us.  Much is 
+said about the "Revival" in 1717, but back of that date lies a long 
+history, only glimpses and fragments of which we glean.  Neither 
+author, nor date, nor locality is attached to it.  It is a monument, 
+not of an individual, but of a mighty and mysterious past - like a 
+cathedral the names of whose builders are lost.  The genius that 
+produced it has been forgotten in the service rendered.
+
+Today we sit in a lodge listening to a ritual, not knowing when, or 
+where, or by whom it was written.  It is a lyric fragment detached 
+from time and place; it has come down to us singing its way on the 
+unrelated wings of time.  Its anonyousness is a part of its power.  
+It is universal; it is not of an age or a race, but of the world.  
+
+Someone ought to write a book entitled "The Anonymous in Life," 
+though is would assuredly take many volumes to tell the story of the 
+wonders wrought by unknown, unnamed pilgrims of the past.
+Think how much of the Bible is anonymous.  Who wrote the idyll of 
+Ruth, with the color of the loveliest sky on it and the wine of the 
+purest love flowing through it?  Who wrote that sublime epic of the 
+desert, in which Job struggles with the mystery of undeserving 
+suffering, and discovers a new dimension of faith in God?  Who wrote 
+the Epistle of the Hebrews, one of the most refined and gracious 
+books of the New Testament?  Origen said long ago, "No one knows but 
+God."
+
+Anonymousness takes all the egotism out of genius, gives absolute 
+disinterestedness, converts the particular into the universal, and 
+burdens it with a beauty and pathos, a dignity and nobility, which 
+belong to humanity; as if the very soul of the race spoke to us, as 
+the organ of the Infinite, instructing us, illuminating us.  What 
+Goethe said is true:
+
+But heard are the voices, Heard are the Sages, The Worlds and the 
+Ages.
+
+How much of Masonry is anonymous!  We do not know who is speaking to 
+us.  Their names are lost, like autumn leaves long fallen into dust.  
+Like us, they were pilgrims and had to pass on.  Yet, what a legacy 
+of inspiration and instruction they left us for our guidance on the 
+old-world human road.  They told us what they learned by living, 
+leaving their marks on the walls and arches of the Temple; and the 
+rest is silence.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   September, 1928   No.9
+
+THE FUTURE OF MASONRY
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Even a brief glimpse of the history of modern Masonry, its almost 
+accidental origin and its amazing evolution, gives one many problems 
+to ponder.  It is an astonishing story, fit for romance, and no man 
+can read it without wonder.  But in our days the minds of thoughtful 
+men turn to the future more than the past, thinking of the times 
+ahead, and they naturally ask:  "What part, if any, is Masonry to 
+have in helping to shape a better world order?
+
+The past is secure.  Masonry had a silent but mighty part in the 
+making of America and in fashioning its fundamental life and law.  
+The story of the American Revolution might have been very different, 
+had not Washington and his Generals; most of them at any rate, been 
+held together by the peculiar tie which Masons  spin and weave 
+between men.  But what of the future of Masonry in America and in the 
+world?  Obviously such an Order lies under special obligations to our 
+country in these tangled times.  The closing paragraph of the ninth 
+edition of the Encyclopedia Britannica is very significant, doubly so 
+because the writer was not a Mason:  
+
+"As regards the future of Masonry, it is impossible, at least for an 
+outsider, to say much.  The celebration of the brotherhood of man, 
+and the cultivation of universal good-will in the abstract, seem 
+rather indefinite objects for any society in this unimaginative age.  
+There is, on the other hand, a tendency to degenerate into mere 
+conviviality; while, if schools, asylums and other charities are 
+supported to that extent, of course the society becomes local and 
+exclusive in its character.  In the meantime, Masonry is to blame for 
+keeping afloat in the minds of its members many of the most 
+absolutely puerile ideas.  A more accurate knowledge of its singular 
+and not undignified history would tend more than anything else to 
+give worth and elevation to its aims."
+
+Thus, even an outsider sees clearly enough that Masonry, as now 
+organized and employed, is not adequate to the demands of a realistic 
+generation, and that to go on making men Masons, as we are doing, 
+wholesale, without giving them an intelligent and authentic knowledge 
+of what Masonry is, or what it means, with no definite objects beyond 
+fellowship and philanthropy - objects to which other orders are 
+equally devoted - is for Masonry to lose, by ignorance or neglect, 
+what has been distinctive in its history and genius, and invite 
+degeneration, if not disaster.  Indeed, not a little of the tendency 
+in our time to turn Masonry aside from its historic spirit and 
+purpose - to say nothing of the multiplication of extraneous, 
+initiative or associated orders, fanciful in purpose and fantastic in 
+program - is due to lack of knowledge of the history of Masonry and 
+the reason why has held so tenaciously to certain principles and 
+policies through so many years of storm and strife.  The future of 
+Masonry, it is to have a future worthy of its past, will be 
+determined by its historic genius and purpose, not in lavish 
+adherence to details, but by local and constructive obedience to its 
+peculiar spirit and tenants.  Otherwise our Lodges will become mere 
+clubs, like a thousand other such organizations - useful and 
+delightful in their degree, but in nowise distinctive - far removed 
+from the original meaning and intent of the Craft.
+
+Hence, the desire and endeavor of our time, as indicated in the 
+three-fold purpose of the Masonic Service association of the United 
+States that Speculative Masonry shall once more be Operative by 
+becoming Co-operative in its spirit and labor.  There is manifest in 
+the growing mind of the Fraternity today a wider realization and a 
+larger application of the time-honored and beautiful mission of 
+Masonry, as expressed in its oft-declared trinity of purpose, 
+Brotherly Love, Relief and Truth.  Lets us take Relief first, since 
+it is so fundamental that nothing need be said beyond the famous 
+words of an eastern seer:  "When man will not help man the end of the 
+world has come!"  By Relief we mean the urgent necessities of 
+humanity in the time of woe, whether it be war, pestilence or 
+disaster - flood, fire, earthquake - which may, any day, devastate 
+any part of the world, helping not only our Brethren in dire plight, 
+but also, to the measure of our power, all who by affliction are made 
+helpless.  An unknown poet puts it vividly, as only poets know how to 
+do:
+
+Men in the Street and mart,
+Felt the same kinship of the human heart That makes them, in the 
+face of flame and flood, Rise to the meaning of true Brotherhood.
+By the Truth we mean, in this connection, three vitally important 
+things in the service of which the modern Masonic Craft is enlisted 
+and devoted.  First, let it always be remembered that Freemasonry, 
+today as in the past, by virtue of its principles and history, stands 
+for those "Great Freedoms of the Mind" by which men arrive at the 
+Truth.  Our Craft is utterly committed to the principle of freedom of 
+thought - unhampered by political or ecclesiastical dictation - the 
+right, and also the duty, of man to seek everywhere and in every way 
+for the Truth by which no man is injured, but by which we have the 
+only basis for freedom and faith.  Second, we mean by Truth our 
+devotion to the everlasting enterprise of Public Education without 
+which democratic societies cannot permanently endure.  We insist upon 
+letting in all the light, and letting all the light all the way in, 
+driving ignorance. superstition and despotism off the earth. By the 
+same token, we mean that Public Education shall be kept clear of 
+party or class propaganda.
+
+Which brings to us the matter of most importance, and that is what is 
+to be the future of Freemasonry, if any, in the field of Public 
+Service and with the world community.  Without advocating any 
+innovation in the Body of Masonry - none is needed much less desired 
+- it must be plain enough that something else, something more, is 
+needed to meet the demands of our growing Fraternity, as well as the 
+needs of the society in which we labor, and that is an adaptation of 
+our methods to the spirit and needs of modern life.  Masonry need not 
+change either its spirit or its principles - God Forbid - but its 
+Lodges must become increasingly as they were in the early days, civic 
+and social centers, leaders in whatever required to be done for the 
+common good in their communities, if they are to train, direct and 
+utilize for the highest ends the teeming life and abounding energies 
+of the Craft, which otherwise, as is now too much the tendency, may 
+find vent in other and less desirable ways.  Just as the Churches 
+within the last two decades, without changing their faith or 
+principles, have adapted and continue to adapt; their method of work 
+and appeal is so marked a feature of our generation; so Masonry must 
+somehow find its place and take its part, or be left behind as 
+useless - just an order to belong to, nothing more.
+
+Masonry, as some one said, has so far been a Fraternal Order founded 
+upon a philosophy of individualism, but it cannot remain so and be of 
+much use to the modern world.  Individualism, of course, is 
+fundamental, and the work of training men in personal moral 
+excellence is indispensable; but noble private mindedness must become 
+public-mindedness, with a sense of social duty and service.  While 
+Masonry rightly abjures political and sectarian disputes in its 
+Lodges, it cannot be inactive in that vast area of opportunity, with 
+which sectarian and partisan feuds have nothing to do, where most 
+important work of the world is done.  Indeed, it can help to keep 
+political trickery and dickering out of the fields where they have 
+neither right nor value, as it is now doing in defense of the 
+American Public School System, to which it has pledged allegiance.
+
+What will America be like in fifty or a hundred years hence?  Even 
+today we find ourselves in a new and almost terrifying America, where 
+wild forces are at play and strange influences are at work.  For 
+years we have been inundated by tides of immigration, not only from 
+lands friendly to our institutions, but from lands where our ideals 
+are like an unknown tongue.  Those multitudes will be changed by 
+America, no doubt - by the alchemy of its large and liberal 
+fellowship - but America, in turn, may be changed by them, unless we 
+have a care, something very different from what our fathers meant it 
+to be.  These, and like questions, are much in the minds of 
+thoughtful men, whether Masons or not, often with alarm, sometimes 
+with dismay, as they watch the procession of events.  Surely there is 
+abundant room for the right kind of propaganda; sanely, wisely and 
+intelligently American, and here Masonry may find, and is finding, a 
+great opportunity.
+
+Further afield, on the high and animated scene of world affairs, much 
+is taking place, the final issue of which no one can foresee.  The 
+old balance of power among nations may easily give way to a new 
+alignment of races and colors, with consequences one dare not 
+contemplate, and possibilities that make the heart stand still.  
+Surely Masonry, by its spirit and genius internationally, has a 
+mission here, especially among peoples who have a common conception 
+of civilization.  However, for such a ministry we need what 
+ultimately, sooner or later,  must have some kind of Masonic world 
+fellowship.  No sovereignty need be surrendered, no jurisdiction 
+invaded, no legislation enacted.  But we must somehow make articulate 
+and effective the spirit of unity, purpose and aspirations latent in 
+universal Masonry, as an influence making for good will among men.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   October, 1928   No.10
+
+INCREASING LODGE ATTENDANCE
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+There are few more vexatious problems which the Worshipful Master has 
+to meet than that of increasing the attendance in a Lodge in which 
+the members have, to some extent at least, lost interest.
+
+It is a fact no less true than sad, that, on the average, an 
+attendance of ten per cent of the membership is looked upon as a 
+"Good" turnout.  Yet there are Lodges which have a greater number at 
+almost every communication.
+
+It is the natural and laudable desire of all Worshipful Masters to so 
+conduct the affairs of the Lodge as to make all its meetings so 
+interesting that members will desire to fill the benches.
+
+As a general principle, the way to arouse interest is to do something 
+different from what is normally done in Lodge.  A Lodge which is 
+overburdened with degree work can increase attendance by holding some 
+special meetings for purely social and fraternal purposes.  A Lodge 
+in which a speaker from another Lodge - and better, another Grand 
+Lodge Jurisdiction - is seldom heard, may increase its attendance by 
+making such addresses a feature.  A Lodge in which Masonic education 
+is unknown and untried may increase attendance by the preparation and 
+putting on of an educational program.  A Lodge which has small 
+interest for its members because it appears to be set off, isolated, 
+from the life of the community, may increase not only attendance but 
+stimulate the desire for membership among non-Masons by taking part 
+in some civic activity.
+
+The Worshipful Master is faced at the start of the preparation of any 
+entertainment with two conflicting principles; the more of his own 
+members he can persuade to work in and take part in the 
+entertainment, the more interest he can arouse among them and their 
+friends; the more he goes outside the lodge for amusement and 
+instruction, the more he is apt to interest all its members, most of 
+whom have seen or heard the home talent before.
+
+In arranging for any program, whether it be one of entertainment or 
+instruction, Masonic or otherwise, it is wise to put the entire 
+affair in the hands of a competent chairman of a committee, give him 
+plenty of assistance, and then let him run it without interference.  
+Some Worshipful Masters, with the best intentions in the world, are 
+so unwise as to appoint a chairman of a committee and then attempt to 
+do his work, or dictate how it should be done.  A chairman should be 
+a willing worker, and in sympathy with the ideas of the worshipful 
+Master, but unless he has some ideas and initiative of his own, he is 
+not qualified to be a chairman; if he has ideas and initiative, he is 
+not being properly used unless he is allowed to employ them.
+
+As a general rule, a small committee is better than a large one; if 
+the plans are elaborate, the committee may divide itself into sub-
+committees with a sub-chairman, who may call to their assistance all 
+the help they may need.  But a large central committee is unwieldy 
+and difficult to handle; there are too many ideas, and too many 
+conflicting desires, to make such an organization a success.  
+
+Individual lodges differ largely, but as a rule an entertainment 
+committee of three, or five at the most is sufficiently large.
+He is a well advised Worshipful Master who does not consider Masonic 
+dignity and honors as the first requisite in an entertainment 
+committee chairman.  The senior Past Master has not necessarily the 
+most original mind; the Senior Warden may be an excellent officer and 
+a prospective Master of charm and ability, without being constituted 
+by nature and training to be a good chairman of an educational 
+committee.  A wise Master doesn't hesitate to use the brains and 
+enthusiasm of the younger members.  It is easy to gain the 
+cooperation of the older members, and of those the Lodge has honored, 
+by asking them to give way to the young and untried that these may 
+show their quality.
+
+A few plans which have been tried and proved successful in increasing 
+attendance are herewith suggested:
+
+ONE
+A SURPRISE MEETING:  Advertise to the membership that there is a 
+surprise waiting for them.  Tell them there will be "something doing" 
+on the surprise night which they have never seen before.  then 
+arrange with a capable committee to exemplify during the meeting a 
+dozen or so matters of law and behavior.   Have a new brother 
+deliberately cross the lodge room between the Altar and the East.  
+
+Call him down for it.  Have a Past Master explain to the lodge why 
+this is not good Masonic usage.  During a ballot have a brother leave 
+the room by the way of the West Gate.  Declare the ballot illegal, 
+and then take it over again.  Have another Past Master explain why it 
+was illegal.  Let some brother move that the lodge adjourn.  Have 
+some one else, or another Past Master explain that parliamentary 
+procedure which governs most assemblages cannot apply in a Masonic 
+lodge because of the powers and prerogatives of the Worshipful 
+Master, at whose pleasure alone the lodge convenes and is closed.  
+Get a debate started on something, anything, and have a brother 
+appeal from the decision of the Worshipful Master, to the lodge.  
+
+Rule him out of order, and then explain that the only appeal lies to 
+the Grand Master and the Grand Lodge, and why this is so.  Have some 
+brother give the wrong salute on entering or leaving; correct him, 
+and have someone make a short talk on the reasons for the salute on 
+entering or leaving, and how the brother may always know by an 
+examination of the Great Lights upon which degree the lodge is open 
+on.  Think up a half dozen more matters in which the customs, the 
+etiquette or the law of Masonry may be violated, and have an 
+explanation and an answer ready for each one.  It is surprising, the 
+interest which brethren take in a practical demonstration of this 
+kind, and how simple and easy it is to arrange without any expense 
+whatever.
+
+TWO
+A MASONIC EXPERIENCE MEETING:  In any lodge a certain number of 
+brethren have had some pleasant, different, unusual experience of 
+Masonry.  One may have had to borrow money in a strange city and did 
+through a Masonic connection.  Another has discovered a Masonic 
+impostor.  A third has made a pleasant friend in another city through 
+mutual Masonry.  A fourth has had some odd experience of the manners, 
+customs and usages of Masonry in a sister Jurisdiction.  Another has 
+seen a funeral service in another Jurisdiction, quite different from 
+that you use, etc.  Get a committee to ascertain the names of a half 
+dozen such brethren, and persuade them to give their experiences.  
+Advertise it in the lodge Trestleboard and see the increase in 
+attendance.
+
+THREE
+A LODGE DEBATE:  Choose some interesting Masonic subject on which 
+opinion is divided, appoint two teams of debaters of two men each, 
+and stage a contest between them.  A Masonic debate should not run 
+over forty minutes.  A is given eight minutes for the affirmative, B 
+eight minutes for the negative, following by C for eight minutes more 
+of affirmative, and D eight minutes more for the negative.  Each 
+debater is then allowed 2 minutes for closing.  The decision is to 
+rest on a vote by the Lodge.  A few suggested topics are: "Resolved, 
+that Masonry would be more effective if all Lodges were limited in 
+size;"  "Resolved, that perpetual jurisdiction over rejected 
+candidates is unjust;" "Resolved, that a Master's powers should be 
+limited by a Lodge," etc., etc.
+
+It should be carefully explained that these subjects are debated 
+purely for the information such debates may bring out, and that there 
+is no thought of attempting by Lodge action to alter existing law or 
+practice.  If desired, such a Lodge debate could be humorous in 
+character rather than educational; such as, "Resolved, that golf 
+should not interfere with business;"  "Resolved, that the Worshipful 
+Master should pay the Lodge a salary for his privilege," etc.,etc.  
+If debaters are ready speakers, such simple entertainment can be made 
+very effective and interesting.
+
+FOUR
+PAST MASTER'S NIGHT:  Fill all the officers chairs with Past Masters, 
+in the order of seniority; for the conferring of a degree.  If no 
+candidate is available and there is no local regulation or edict 
+against it, use a dummy candidate from among the members, or have the 
+degree conferred upon the oldest Past Master.  Those officers who 
+have born the heat and burden of the day are usually very proud of 
+the opportunity  to get into harness again, and the membership is 
+usually much interested in their performance.
+
+FIVE
+"TELL US WHAT YOU THINK:"  Have ten brethren, each with an idea, give 
+four-minute talks on what the lodge needs.  This does not mean what 
+it requires in the way of a new hall, or new equipment, or more 
+money; but, what it requires to be better, more alive, more 
+interesting and more able.  Such a discussion will bring out many 
+ideas.  Throw the meeting open to the members as soon as those who 
+have been arranged for as speakers have finished; often these 
+unprepared speeches will be the best and most illuminating of the 
+evening.
+
+SIX
+THE QUESTION BOX:  Put a small box with a slot in the top somewhere 
+in the ante-room of the lodge, and invite the brethren to submit 
+questions regarding anything Masonic; assure them that as many of the 
+questions as possible will be answered at the next meeting/  See that 
+a half-dozen brethren, instructed in advance, drop questions in the 
+box.  The Worshipful Master will probably get a number for which he 
+had not arranged, but these are his sheet anchor; he can then have 
+prepared a half-dozen answers to the questions he had asked in this 
+way, and these answers delivered to the lodge in five-minute 
+addresses.  Questions and answer both, or course, can be obtained 
+from books.  A sample list of some half-dozen questions, interesting 
+to most Masons, is as follows:
+
+"How old is Masonry, and how do we know its age?"
+"What are the ten most Masonic verses in the Bible, not including 
+those quotations from the Great Light used in the Ritual?"
+"Who was William Morgan and what happened in the "Morgan Affair?"
+"In wearing a Masonic ring, should the points of the compass point to 
+the wearer or toward his finger tips?"
+"What is the origin of the Masonic use of the word "Profane," meaning 
+one not a member, and why are they so-called?"
+"England permits dual membership.  What American Grand Jurisdictions 
+permit it, and what are some of the arguments for and against it?"
+"What and where is the oldest Lodge in the world, in the United 
+States, and in this State?"
+
+SEVEN
+THE SONGS OF MASONRY:  Good Masonic poetry is scarce.  But there is 
+enough of it to furnish a pleasant and interesting hour or so of 
+instruction and entertainment.  Pick out a half-dozen of the best 
+known Masonic poems, and a half-dozen brethren who will memorize them 
+and prepare a little talk on them.  Let these brethren recite the 
+poem of their choice, and then comment upon it, its meaning and 
+significance.  An anthology of Masonic Poems is in Volume Twenty of 
+the Little Masonic Library.  Good poems for an evening of this kind 
+are: Kipling's "The Palace" and "Mother Lodge," Burn's "Masonic 
+Farewell," Goethe's "Mason Lodge" Leigh Hunt's "About Ben Adhem," 
+Carruth's "Each In His Own Tongue," Burn's "On The Apron," Meredith's 
+"Ebony Staff of Solomon," Bowman's "Voice of America," and Malloch's 
+"Father's Lodge." 
+
+EIGHT
+It is often possible to awaken interest in a Lodge by the formation 
+if some Lodge organization; a glee club, a dramatic club, a study 
+club, a Fellowcraft team, etc.  These are good ways to increase 
+attendance.
+
+NINE
+A little stunt which always holds the attention of the members is 
+having some part of the Masonic Ritual - it may be the charge to a 
+candidate in one of the degrees, a section from the Middle Chamber 
+Lecture, or perhaps the prayer from the Third degree - committed by a 
+half-dozen brethren.  These brethren then deliver the same work to 
+the lodge, in order to show how different the appeal of it may be, as 
+done in different ways.  Naturally, the parts selected should be 
+short.  If the brethren are willing to sacrifice themselves for the 
+good of the evening, a prize may be put up for the most effective 
+rendition, the deci-sion, of course, will be by the lodge.  The vote 
+on the best rendition should be by paper ballot.  But do not do this 
+unless the brethren have been previously consulted and are willing to 
+enter into the spirit of the little contest.
+
+TEN
+In a lodge which has much work and much business, the Worshipful 
+Master will add to the interest and the attendance if he runs the 
+business meeting with dispatch.  The dragging business meeting, with 
+a great deal of "Hot Air" from well-meaning brethren who really have 
+little to say, is often sufficiently boresome to keep members away.  
+It is not suggested that the Master shut off debate arbitrarily, or 
+to rap a brother down.  But it is perfectly possible to run the first 
+part of the business meeting snappily, have a prepared speech or so, 
+very short and interesting, and then have a couple of "planted" 
+brethren comment on the shortness and snappiness.  The round hand of 
+applause which such comments usually draw will keep the prolix and 
+the long-winded off their feet!
+
+ELEVEN
+It adds to the interest and, therefore, to the attendance, if the 
+Master always has something to tell his lodge.  "Give Them Good and 
+Wholesome Instruction" means what it says.  A five-minute talk by the 
+Master upon some matter of interest to the particular lodge, or to 
+Masons generally, will often prove an interesting feature of business 
+meetings.  Of course, it means some work for the Worshipful Master to 
+get up some twenty little addresses during his year, but Worshipful 
+Masters expect to work - or else they are much surprised brethren 
+when they get in the East!
+
+The Master who is a ready speaker has a great advantage over the slow 
+of tongue - different speeches to different Past Masters as they are 
+welcomed, a different set of remarks to every visitor. keep the 
+membership keyed up wondering what the Master will say next!  To call 
+brother after brother to his feet and say only "It gives me much 
+pleasure to welcome you to this communication of your own lodge, you 
+are cordially invited to seat in the East," is not thrilling, and is 
+monotonous. On the other hand, the Master must be careful not to 
+"talk the interest to death." Nor should he ever be witty at the 
+expense of his members or visitors, unless it is that kindly wit 
+which compliments at the same time it brings a smile.
+
+TWELVE
+Finally, the Worshipful Master may largely increase interest in his 
+meetings by departing from the custom of many previous Masters and 
+doing what they didn't do!  This does not mean a criticism of 
+previous Masters; what they did may also have been interesting and 
+different.  But the new is always interesting, and that which is 
+interesting usually stimulates attendance.  With good reason, depart 
+from the usual order of business; it is a Master's privilege.  Have 
+some brother, the more obscure the better, who has done something, 
+anything; escorted to the Altar and thank him, congratulate him, or 
+comment on his work; the more unexpected this is the more interesting 
+to the membership.  Extend a special welcome to the oldest Past 
+Master, or more beloved brother; if you have no regularly appointed 
+chaplain, or if he is absent, call some other brother - different 
+brother every time - to take over the simple duties of lodge 
+chaplain.  Encourage debate; ask for comments on any question which 
+comes up on which no one voluntarily has anything to offer; the more 
+members getting on their feet, the greater interest there is in the 
+meeting; always providing they are not long-winded about it!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   November, 1928   No.11
+
+FOREIGN COUNTRIES
+
+by: Carl H. Claudy
+
+A reprint of Chapter XXX of "Foreign Countries," published and 
+copyrighted by the Masonic Service association in 1925.
+
+Our ancient operative brethren desired to become Masters so that, 
+when they travelled in foreign countries, they could still practice 
+their craft.  Speculative Freemasons still desire to "travel in 
+foreign countries" and study their craft that they may receive such 
+instruction as will enable them to do so, and when travelling, to 
+receive a Master's Wages.
+
+But the "Foreign Countries" do not mean to us the various 
+geographical and political divisions of the Old World, nor do we use 
+the Word we learn as a means of identification to enable us to build 
+material temples and receive coin of the realm for our labor.  
+"Foreign Countries" is to us a symbol.
+
+Like all the rest of the symbols, it has more than one 
+interpretation; but, unlike many, none of these is very difficult to 
+trace or understand.
+
+Freemasonry itself is the first "foreign country" in which the 
+initiate will travel; a world as different from the familiar workaday 
+world, as France is different from England, or Belgium from Greece.  
+Everything is different in the Masonic world; the standards are 
+different, the "Money" is different, the ideas are different.  In the 
+familiar world, money, place and power are the standards by which we 
+judge our fellows.  In the fraternity all are on the level, and there 
+are neither rich nor poor.  In the world outside there are laws to 
+prevent, and police  and penalties to enforce obedience; in the 
+fraternity the laws are not "thou shalt not" but "thou shalt" and the 
+fundamental of them all is the golden rule, the law of brotherly 
+love.  Men conform to the laws of Freemasonry not because they must 
+but because they will.  Surely such a land is a "foreign country" to 
+the stranger within its borders; and the visitor must study it, learn 
+its language and its customs, if he is to enjoy it.
+
+Many learn but a few phrases and only enough of its customs to 
+conform.  There are thousands of Americans who went all over France 
+during the war with a pack of cigarettes, a friendly smile and "no 
+comprende!" as their sole knowledge of the language; but did they 
+learn to know France?  A Lodge member may know the words of the 
+opening and closing and how to act in a lodge, learn to call his 
+fellows "brother" and pay his dues; but will that get him all there 
+is in the foreign country in which he finds him-self?
+
+America north and south is a mighty continent . . . It has many 
+countries.  To know one is not to know all.  The man at home in 
+Mexico will find Newfoundland strange, and the Canadian will not feel 
+at home in Chile if he knows nothing of that country.
+
+So it is with the vast continent of Freemasonry.  It has many 
+"foreign countries within it; and he is the wise and happy Freemason 
+who works patiently at the pleasant task of visiting and studying 
+them.  There are the foreign countries of philosophy, of 
+jurisprudence and of history.  No Freemason is really worthy of the 
+name who does not understand something of how his new land is 
+governed, of what it stands for and why.
+
+And there is the foreign country of Symbolism of which this little 
+book is far less a guide than a gateway.
+
+As  a Master Mason, a man has the right to travel in all the foreign 
+countries of Freemasonry.  There is none to say him nay.  If he will 
+but "learn the work" and keep himself in good standing, he may visit 
+where he will.  But it is not within the door of other lodges than 
+his own that he will find the boundary line and the guide posts of 
+those truly Masonic "Foreign Countries" to which he has been given 
+the passport by his brethren.  He will find gateways to those lands 
+in the library, in the study club, in books and magazines; and, most 
+and best of all, in the quiet hour alone, when what he has read and 
+learned comes back to him to be pondered over and thought through.
+The "foreign country" of symbolism has engaged the thoughtful and 
+serious consideration of hundreds of able Masonic students, as has 
+that of the history of our Order.  Not to visit them both; aye, not 
+to make oneself a citizen of them both, is to refuse the privileges 
+one has sought and labored to obtain.  One asks for a petition, prays 
+one's friend to take it to his lodge, knocks on the door, takes 
+obligations, works to learn and finally receives the Master's Degree.  
+One receives it, struggles for it, hopes for it . . . why?  That one 
+may travel in the far lands and receive the reward there awaiting. . 
+
+Then why hesitate?  Why wait?  Why put it off?  Why allow others to 
+pass on and gain; while one stands, the gate open, the new land 
+beckoning, and all the Masonic world to see?
+
+That is the symbolism of the "foreign countries" . . .  that is the 
+meaning of the phrase which once meant, to operative Masons, exactly 
+what it says.  To the Freemason who reads it aright it is a clarion 
+call to action, to study, to an earnest pressing forward on the new 
+highway.  For time is short and the night cometh when no man can 
+work!
+
+To the young Freemason, particularly, is the symbol a ringing appeal.  
+To those who are old in the Craft, who have set their pace, 
+determined their course and become satisfied with all they have 
+managed to learn of the fraternity, with what little they have been 
+able to take from it, "foreign countries" means countries which are 
+foreign and nothing more.  But to the young man just starting out as 
+a Freemason . . . Oh, my brother, heed you the symbolism of the 
+phrase and make your entry through the gateway, your limbs strong to 
+travel, your mind open to learn.  For if you truly travel in the 
+Masonic foreign countries, you will receive Master's Wages beyond 
+your greatest expectations.  The way is open to the Freemason; not an 
+easy way, perhaps, or a short way, but a clear way.  Not for the old 
+Mason, the man set in his ways, the man content with the literal 
+meaning of the words, the "book Mason," the pin- wearer, not for them 
+the foreign countries of symbolism, and Masonic knowledge.
+
+But you, you who are new, you to whom Freemasonry is yet a wonder and 
+a vision. a mystery and a glory . . . for you the gate is wide, for 
+you the path is clear; for you the foreign countries beckon . . . 
+hang you not back!
+
+For at the end of the journey, when the last foreign country of 
+Freemasonry has been travelled and learned and loved, you shall come 
+to a new gate, above which there is a new name written . . . and when 
+you have read it you will know the True Word of a Master Mason.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VI   December, 1928   No.12
+
+THE MOTHER GRAND LODGE
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+It has often been remarked how casually , if not accidentally, so 
+many great movements seem to start.  They seem to spring up of 
+themselves, at the bidding of impulses of which men are only vaguely 
+aware, and the full measure and meaning of which they do not know.  
+As in the Alps, a shout or the report of a gun may start an avalanche 
+of ice and snow, because of the poise of forces, so in history a 
+little act often releases a vast pent-up power.
+
+A perfect example is the "Revival" of Masonry in 1717,.  which, not 
+only gave a new date to our annals, but a new form and force to the 
+Craft, sending it to the ends of the earth on its benign mission.  So 
+true is it that we almost say that modern Masonry, in its origin and 
+organization, is as much a mystery as ancient Masonry with its 
+symbols and rites, and the mystery may never be solved.
+
+Out of a period of dim half-light and much obscurity the new Masonry 
+arose, and knowing what it is, we have a keen curiosity to know how 
+it came to be what it is.  How many questions we are eager to ask, 
+answers to which are not found, or likely to be found, unless un-
+guessed records should leap to light.  Anyway, our brethren of those 
+formative days practiced the Masonic virtues of silence and 
+circumspection to an extraordinary degree, telling us very little of 
+what we should like to know so much.
+
+How many lodges of Masons existed in London at that time is a matter 
+of conjecture, but there must have been a number.  What tie, if any, 
+united them for common action and fellowship we do not know.  Some 
+were purely operative lodges, others seem to have been purely 
+speculative - there were such lodges, such as the one in which 
+Ashmole was initiated as early as 1646 - while others, as we shall 
+see, were mixed; made up of men part of whom were Accepted Masons and 
+part actual working masons.
+
+The Craft, as all agree, was in a state of neglect, if not 
+disintegration.  It enjoyed a period of prosperity in the rebuilding 
+of London after the great fire in 1666, but as we read in the only 
+record we have, "the few lodges at London finding themselves 
+neglected by Sir Christopher wren, though it fit to cement under a 
+Grand Master as the centre of union and harmony."  Wren was the great 
+architect of the day, the builder of St. Paul's Cathedral.  Whether 
+he was actually a lodge member or not is uncertain, but such was the 
+reason given for the forming of a Grand Lodge.
+
+Gould, our great historian, in describing "the assembly of 1717," out 
+of which the first Grand Lodge grew, remarks that "unfortunately, the 
+minutes of Grand Lodge only commence on July 24th, 1723 - six years 
+after the event!  For the story of those first six years we are 
+dependent upon an account not written, or at least not published, 
+until the second edition of the Constitutions of 1738 - twenty-one 
+years after the event to which it refers!  Surely, no other movement 
+of equal importance ever left so scanty a record made so long after 
+the fact.
+
+Why no minutes were kept - or if kept at all, were lost we do not 
+know.  Still less do we know why the first Grand Lodge was formed 
+without a Constitution/  The General Regulations did not appear until 
+1721, the Constitutions in 1723.  The impression is unmistakable that 
+is was only an experiment, in response to a growing need for a 
+"Center of Union and Harmony," and that those who took part in it did 
+not dream that they were launching a movement destined to cover the 
+earth with a great fraternal fellowship.  Four lodges united to form 
+the Mother Grand Lodge, those that met:
+
+1.	At the Goose and Gridiron Ale-House in St. Paul's Church Yard.
+2.	At The Crown Ale-House in Parker's Lane, near Drury Lane.
+3.	At the Apple-Tree Tavern in Charles Street, Covent Garden.
+4.	At the Rummer and Grape Tavern in Channel-Row, Westminster.
+
+In those days. as in our own day in London. lodges met in taverns and 
+ale-houses - the hotels of the time.  Their meetings were festive, 
+and often convivial, in the manner and custom of the day.  A rare old 
+book called "Multa Paucis" asserts that six lodges, not four, were 
+represented, but there is no record of the fact, though members of 
+other lodges were no doubt present as guests.  Indeed, we have a hint 
+to that effect in the meager record, as follows:
+
+"They, (the four lodges) and old Brothers met at said Apple-Tree, and 
+having put into the chair the oldest Master Mason (now Master of a 
+lodge) they constituted themselves a Grand Lodge pro Tempore in Due 
+Form, and forthwith revived the Quarterly Communication of the 
+Officers of Lodges (called the Grand Lodge), resolved to hold the 
+Annual Assembly and Feast, then  Chuse a Grand Master from among 
+themselves, till they should have the honor of a Noble Brother at 
+their Head."	
+
+Such is the record of the preliminary meeting - what would we not 
+give for a full account of its discussions and proceedings!  Diligent 
+search has been made among the records, diaries and papers of the 
+time, but few facts have been added to this record.  Even the date of 
+the meeting was omitted, but it must have been in the spring or early 
+summer of 1717, as the meeting at which the Grand Lodge was actually 
+organized took place shortly afterward, in June of that year, and was 
+held in the Goose and Gridiron Ale-House in St. Paul's Churchyard, 
+near the west end of the Cathedral.
+
+The old Ale-House had a long story, being one of the most famous in 
+the city, whereof we may read in "London Inns and Taverns," by 
+Leopold Wagner.  Before the Great Fire it had been called the Mitre, 
+the first "Musick House" in London, and the meeting place of a 
+Company of Musicians, its sign being a Swan and a Lyre.  Its master 
+had gathered many trophies of travel, which he displayed, and which 
+are said to have formed the nucleus of the Britian Museum.  After the 
+fire it was rebuilt on the same site, but the new sign was so badly 
+made that the wits of the town called it the Goose and Gridiron, and 
+the name clung to it.  The record goes on:
+
+"Accordingly, on St. John Baptist's Day, in the 3rd year of King 
+George I, A.D. 1717, the assembly and Feast of the Free and Accepted 
+Masons was held at the foresaid Goose and Gridiron Ale-House.
+"Before dinner, the oldest Master Mason (now the Master of a Lodge), 
+in the Chair, proposed a list of proper candidates; and the Brethren 
+by a majority of Hands elected Mr. Anthony Sayer, Gentleman, Grand 
+Master of Masons (Mr. Jacob Lamball, Carpenter; Capt. Joseph Elliot, 
+Grand Wardens), who being forthwith invested with the Badges of 
+Office and Power by said oldest Master, and installed, was duly 
+congratulated by the Assembly, who paid him the Homage.
+
+"Sayer, Grand Master, commanded the Masters and Wardens of Lodges to 
+meet the Grand Officers every Quarter in Communication, at the place 
+that he should appoint in the Summons sent by the Tyler."
+So reads the only record that has come down to us of the founding of 
+the Mother Grand Lodge.  Who were present, besides the three officers 
+named, has so far eluded all research; their faces have faded, their 
+names are lost - but imagine the scene.  The big room extended the 
+width of the house, thirty feet one way and nearly twenty the other.  
+In the center was an oak table, around which the delegates from the 
+various lodges sat on chairs, smoking their pipes.  The seat of 
+Anthony Sayer was before the fireplace, with its polished brass fire-
+irons, with chestnut-roasters and bed-warmers hanging on either side 
+of it.
+
+It was an hour of feast and fun and fellowship, as they sat down to 
+dinner together, as English lodges do today.  Each man had a rummer 
+of foaming ale before him on the table, and as he drained it betimes 
+it was refilled by a handsome maid, Hannah, whose name has survived 
+long after others were lost.  Only a few memories live of that event 
+which divided the story of Masonry into before and after; the famous 
+sign in front of the house, so ugly that a Swan and a Lyre were 
+mistaken for a Goose and a Gridiron; the skittleground on the roof; 
+the small water-course, a rivulet of Fleet Brook, for which a way had 
+to be made through the chimney; the pillar that propped up the 
+chimney, and - Hannah, the maid.
+
+How strange that the Masons of England allowed the old Ale-House to 
+be taken down in 1893 - it ought to have been kept as a shrine of 
+fellowship and fun.  But so little interest was taken in its fate 
+that the historic sign was sold to a citizen of Dulwick, who put it 
+in his greenhouse.  Later on, however, the old relic was recovered, 
+and it now has a place of honor in the Guildhall Museum, along with 
+other tokens of the London that is no more.  Alas, so little do men 
+see, and so lightly do they value what is passing before their eyes.
+What of the men who formed the Mother Grand Lodge?  
+
+They did not - could not - realize what they had done so casually and 
+in the spirit of frolic, much less foreknow its meaning and future.  
+They merely wanted to make a "Centre of Union and Harmony," as they 
+called it, between the lodges of the city.  There was no thought of 
+imposing the authority of Grand Lodge upon the country in general, 
+still less upon the world, as is clear from the Constitutions of 
+1723, which are said to be "for the use of Lodges in London."  Yet, 
+so great was the necessity for a Grand Lodge, that, once started, the 
+impulse spread to Ireland, Scotland, and the ends of the earth.  Link 
+was added link until it put "a girdle around the earth."
+
+As a great man of the Craft has said so picturesquely, it is 
+possible, and it is true, to say that Masonry was born in a Tavern, 
+but it belongs to Almighty God; and so gentle was its spirit, so 
+friendly and tolerant and wise withal, that it began to make the life 
+of the Tavern like a vestibule for the life of the Church.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   January, 1929   No.1
+
+THE MOTHER GRAND LODGE II
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Of "the few Lodges at London," as the record puts it, who constituted 
+themselves a Grand Lodge in 1717, only four are named.  If other 
+lodges were invited, it maybe surmised that they either had not been 
+notified of the purpose of the meeting, or if so, that they declined 
+to associate themselves with the undertaking.  Or perhaps no one knew 
+what was afoot when the meeting was held, and the idea of a Grand 
+Lodge was born of the spirit of the hour.
+
+The phrase "time immemorial," used to denote the age of the four 
+lodges taking part, is all a blur, telling us no authentic story of 
+their history.  On the Engraved List of Lodges of 1729, the Goose and 
+Gridiron Lodge No.1, known after as the Lodge of Antiquity, is said 
+to have dated from 1691.  Of the others we have no early knowledge at 
+all, except the part they took in founding the first Grand Lodge.  
+Even the Lodge of Antiquity pursued an uneventful career until 
+Preston became its Master in 1774, when it was involved in a dispute 
+with Grand Lodge.
+
+The lodge, which met at the Crown Ale-House, Parker's Lane - No.2, of 
+the original four - played no part in Masonic history, and died of 
+inanition twenty years later; stricken off the roll in 1740.  No 
+Mason of any note seems to have belonged to it.  The Apple-Tree 
+Tavern Lodge - No.3 - gave the Grand Lodge its first Grand Master, 
+Anthony Sayer, who apparently appointed two members of his own Lodge 
+as Grand Wardens - so at least we may conjecture.  The lodge moved to 
+the Queen's Head, Knaves Acre, about 1723, and, if we may believe 
+Anderson, it was loath to come under the new Constitution adopted in 
+that year.
+
+These two lodges seem to have been Operative Lodges, or largely so, 
+composed of working Masons and Brethren of the artisan class.  
+Clearly, then, the new Grand Lodge was made up, predominately, of 
+Operative Masons, and not, as has so often been implied, the design 
+of men who simply made use of the remnants of Operative Masonry the 
+better to exploit some hidden cult.  Still, it may be argued that, 
+even if Operative Masons were in the majority, the real leadership of 
+the movement came from Accepted Masons, and that is quite true.  But 
+anyone who knows the ingrained conservatism of Masons of every sort, 
+will be slow to admit that any designing group could have imposed 
+anything not inherently Masonic upon such an assembly.
+
+The premier lodge of the period, which seems to have initiated and 
+led the formation and policy of the new Grand Lodge, was No.4, 
+meeting at the Rummer and Grape Tavern in Channel Row, Westminster.  
+It was almost entirely a Specu-lative Lodge, made up of Accepted 
+Masons, and almost all the leading men of the Craft in that formative 
+time were members of it.  The other lodges had perhaps twenty members 
+each, while No.4 had a roll of seventy, among them men of high social 
+rank, including members of nobility.  Had it not been for such a 
+lodge, the only one of is kind and quality in London, the chances are 
+many that no Grand Lodge would have been formed, and the story of our 
+Craft, if it had any story at all, would have been very different.
+
+Besides Dr. Anderson, to whom, Gould says, we may safely attribute 
+the authorship of the Constitutions - as well as much else, some of 
+it rather fantastic - and Dr.  Desaguliers, to whom tradition 
+ascribes the refashioning of much of the ritual, the second and third 
+Grand Masters were men of that lodge.  It also furnished a Grand 
+Secretary, William Cowper.  The lodge continued to hold first place 
+in numbers, social rank, and influence until 1735, when a decline set 
+in, both in attendance and contributions, and in 1747 it was decreed 
+that the lodge "be erased from the Book of Lodges."  Four years later 
+the lodge was restored, but it never regained its former power, and 
+twenty years later appeared to be once more on the edge of 
+extinction, from which it was rescued by being merged with the 
+Somerset House Lodge founded in Dunckerley.
+
+The Goose and Gridiron Lodge, No.1, is the only one of the original 
+four lodges now in existence.  After various changes in name it is 
+now the Lodge of Antiquity, No.2, having lost its proud position of 
+first on the list when the lodges were renumbered by the casting of 
+lots, at the time of the union of the two rival Grand Lodges, in 
+1813.  It seems to have been a mixed lodge, part Operative and part 
+Speculative, and this fact, no doubt, made for continuity and 
+stability in its long history and service.
+
+Not much is known of the first Grand Master, Anthony Sayer, whose 
+life seems to have been uneventful, if not unimportant, save for the 
+"accident," if we may call it such, of his election to his high 
+office.  About the only record of him - save the story of his ill 
+fortune in later life - is to be found in the Anderson version of the 
+organization of the Grand Lodge in the 1738 edition of the 
+Constitutions.  Nothing is known of his previous history, except that 
+he is described as a "gentleman," in the old English meaning of the 
+word, and that he was a member of the lodge meeting at the Apple-Tree 
+Tavern.  He was a Warden of his Lodge in 1723; apparently he had 
+never been its Master, or if so, there is no record of it.
+
+Sayer served as Grand Master for one year, and in June, 1718, was 
+followed by George Payne; he was made Grand Senior Warden in 1719.  
+Later he fell upon evil days - Never, it would seem, having been a 
+man of much influence or position in the world - and more than once 
+was aided by the Craft over which he was the first to preside.  He 
+became Tyler of Old King's Arms Lodge, No.28, and it is reported in 
+the records that he was assisted "out of the box of this society."  
+He was also aided by Grand Lodge, in spite of some kind of irregular 
+conduct of which he was accused in 1730, the nature of which is not 
+known, for which he was called to account by Grand Lodge.  The 
+finding amounted to a verdict of "not guilty," but don't repeat the 
+offence;"  and Sayer did not again approach Grand Lodge for aid until 
+1741, when he received help.
+
+After that one finds no allusion to him in the records of Grand 
+Lodge, or anywhere else, until his death the following year, 1742, 
+which was announced in the London papers - both in the "Champion" and 
+in the "Evening Post.  From these accounts we learn that his funeral 
+was attended "by a great number of gentlemen of that honorable 
+society of the best quality," and that he was buried  in St. Paul's 
+Church, Covent Garden - where his widow was buried a few months later 
+in the same year.  The vague impression of Sayer that is left us, 
+almost too vague to be perceptible, is that of an amiable but rather 
+ineffective man rescued from utter oblivion by the one brief honor of 
+his life.  Hardly more than a name, no biography of his has been 
+written, and no materials for one exists - if indeed so obscure and 
+colorless man deserved to be celebrated at all.
+
+Shortly after his death, probably in 1744, a portrait of Sayer was 
+painted by Joseph Highmore, which was engraved by John Faber, a Dutch 
+artist, both men of the Craft, as an appendix to a Masonic History, 
+in which Highmore was interested.  Bromley, in his Catalogue, issued 
+in 1793, assigns the year 1750 as the date when the picture was 
+published, with the legend, "Anthony Sayer, Gent, Grand Master of 
+Masons."  Of this engraving many copies have come down to us, which 
+are highly prized as giving us the only image and likeness of the 
+first ruler of our gentle Craft.
+
+So much for the first Grand Master, of whom we know so little, not 
+even the place or date of his birth.  It is plain that the real work 
+of the Grand Lodge, in those critical and creative years, was done by 
+other and stronger men.  They wrought well, but, excepting Anderson, 
+and less certainly Desaguliers, we know very little of what part each 
+took in the work.  Nor does it greatly matter, as it is the building 
+and not the builders that is the goal of our labors, and it is an 
+eloquent fact that Masonry, even in its modern form, which took shape 
+in the First grand Lodge, is a cooperative enterprise, in which no 
+names out-top their fellows.
+
+Let us be grateful that it is so, remembering the wisdom of Goethe, 
+one of the greatest men in the annals of our Craft, who, as he grew 
+older, took comfort in the beautiful feeling that entered his mind 
+that only mankind together is the true man, and that the individual 
+can only be happy when he has the courage to feel himself in the 
+whole, and lose himself in it.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   February, 1929   No.2
+
+THE MOTHER GRAND LODGE III
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+There is a reason for everything, even for superstition, if we seek 
+far enough to find it.  There was a reason, both in the spirit of the 
+age and the state of the Craft, for the "revival" of Masonry in 1717.  
+It was a fad of the day to form all sorts of queer clubs and secret 
+societies, some of them with odd, fantastic names.  Our Craft was 
+caught by that craze, but Masonry lived, while the rest were left in 
+limbo.  Why should it have been so?
+
+The Cathedrals had long been finished and the work of the Craft 
+seemed done.  The place of the Master Mason had been taken by the 
+architect who, like Sir Christopher Wren and Inigo Jones was no 
+longer a child of the Lodge, but a man trained in books and by 
+travel.  By all the rules, Masonry should have died, or else reverted 
+to some kind of guild or trade union.  But, it did not.  Instead, men 
+who were not working Masons had long been joining the Lodges, in 
+quest of truth they had not found elsewhere.
+
+Put otherwise, why did Masonry alone of all trades live after its 
+work was done, preserving not only its identity and its old emblems 
+and usages, but transforming them into teachers of morality and 
+charity?  Of course, in the end only that lives which is in accord 
+with the need of man and the nature of things; but we may go further 
+and say that Masonry lived because it had never been simply an order 
+of architects, but a moral and spiritual fellowship - the keeper of 
+great symbols and a teacher of truths that never die.
+
+Having reviewed the meager record, let us examine the facts in more 
+detail.  The new Masonry was not merely a "revival;" it was a 
+revolution.  The Craft had fallen to a low estate, following the 
+rebuilding of London after the Great Fire.  The new Grand Lodge was 
+intended to give it "a centre of union and harmony," a community of 
+action, such as it had not had for years; but it did much more.  It 
+gave the Craft not only an old form with a new meaning, but a new 
+spirit, a new force, a new direction, and sent it forward to a new 
+destiny such as no one had ever dreamed of.
+
+More than one writer has told us that the leaders of the Masonry of 
+that day were fuzzy-minded men who did not know what they were doing; 
+but the results show that they were wise men.  Never more so than 
+when they were careful to say that what they were doing was 
+"according to ancient usage," a phrase which still has magical power 
+among us, because Masons love things old, tried and lovely.  They 
+were doing things never done before "according to ancient usage" from 
+"time immemorial," and that was surely a rare feat!  They made the 
+past glide into the future without loss, using an ancient form to 
+clothe a new spirit and purpose.
+
+The brethren who met in the Apple-Tree Tavern "constituted themselves 
+a Grand Lodge pro tempore in Due Form and forthwith revived the 
+Quarterly Communication of Officers of Lodges, called the Grand 
+Lodge."  The quarterly meeting was never before called a Grand Lodge, 
+so far as we are aware, but it became one none the less.  Under the 
+guise of reviving an old usage they created a new form of 
+organization - new, certainly, in its power.  No wonder there was a 
+great Schism later on, made, as we now know, by Lodges not 
+represented at the Apple-Tree Tavern, and who denied the right of a 
+few men to constitute themselves a Grand Lodge.
+
+What was the "Due Form" with which the new Grand Lodge was 
+constituted?  A postscript to the record tells us that "when the 
+Grand Master is present it is a lodge in Ample Form; otherwise, only 
+in Due Form."  But what Ritual, if any, was used on that important 
+occasion?  Nobody knows; our Brethren have practiced the virtue of 
+secrecy too successfully for us to penetrate the veil.  Some sort of 
+ceremony must have been employed, but we do not know what it was, 
+unless it was that found in the "Narrative of the Freemasons Words 
+and Signes" contained in the Sloan MS.  The Grand Lodge itself being 
+a new invention, no doubt it set about revising and elaborating such 
+Ritual as existed, which developed into the Ritual as we now have it.
+Under the guise of a "revival" still further innovations were made 
+when the four lodges met to elect a Grand Master and celebrate the 
+Feast of St. John in the Goose and Gridiron Ale-House.  The office of 
+Grand Master was new, both in its creation and in its amazing power - 
+a power almost absolute, including the "sole" right of appointing 
+both his Wardens.  There must have been murmurs against it, because 
+Anderson found it necessary to say a little later that it was found 
+"as necessary as formerly, according to an ancient custom."  Whereas 
+he was in fact attempting to justify a new fact by appeal to an old 
+fiction, since no such office existed in former times.
+
+Old usages were in evidence, to be sure, as the observance of St. 
+John's Day, the manner of voting by show of hands, the badges of 
+office, the Tyled Lodge, to name no others.  But if the new Grand 
+Master wore an old Badge of office, he himself was a new figure in 
+Masonry, invested with a new and vast power.  His Badge was a large 
+white apron, though hardly so large as the one we see in the Hogarth 
+picture.  The collar was of much the same shape as that at present in 
+use, only shorter.  When the color was changed to blue, and why, is 
+uncertain, but probably not until 1813, when we begin to see both 
+Apron and Collar edged with blue.  By 1727 the officers of all lodges 
+were wearing "the jewels of Masonry hanging to a White Apron."  Four 
+years later we find the Grand Master wearing gold jewels pendant to 
+blue ribbons about the neck.
+
+As regards innovations, it is pointed out by Gould that the new Grand 
+Lodge introduced three striking changes in English Masonry, besides 
+those already named.  First, it prohibited the working of "the 
+Master's Part" - now, probably the Master's Degree - in private 
+Lodges, as if it intended to keep the most sacred and secret part of 
+the Ritual within its own control.  Not unnaturally this provoked 
+rebellion on the part of many, and was done away with in November 
+1725.  However, it was a wise thing, because, as Stuckeley said in 
+his diary, under the date of January 1721, "Masonry took a run, and 
+ran itself out of breath through the folly of its members."  It seems 
+that Masons were being made not only by Lodges, but by private 
+groups.
+
+The second innovation named by Gould was less important, but worthy 
+of mention.  The new Grand Lodge arbitrarily imposed upon the English 
+Craft the use of two compound words new in its vocabulary - Entered 
+Apprentice and Fellow Craft.  These words were known elsewhere in the 
+Craft, but they were new in England.  More serious, by far, was the 
+article on "God and Religion" in the First Constitutions, by which 
+Christianity was no longer to be the only religion recognized by 
+Masonry.  As Gould remarks, "the drawing of a sponge over the ancient 
+Charge, 'To be True To God and Holy Church,' was doubtless looked 
+upon by many Masons of those days in very much the same manner as we 
+now regard the absence of any religious formulary whatever in the so-
+called Masonry of the Grand Orient of France."
+
+The full import of this article was not realized at first; but it was 
+one factor leading to the Great Schism which divided the Craft for 
+fifty years.  Indeed, the "epoch of transition," as it has been 
+named, from the old Masonry to the new, covered a long period, say 
+from 1717 to 1738, when the second book of constitutions was issued, 
+and the first Papal Bull was hurled at the Craft.  It was a period of 
+ups and downs, all kinds of tangles, new and vexing problems, when 
+the Craft was attacked and defended by turns, with many alleged 
+"exposures" as well , as we know not only from the record of the 
+Craft, but from items in the papers of the time.
+
+The old diarist was right when he said that "Masonry took a run," and 
+it did not stop until it reached the ends of the earth.  Lodges 
+multiplied, charity flourished, and the gentle influence of the 
+Fraternity spread afar.  In spite of the schism within and opposition 
+without, the Craft grew almost too rapidly, and measures had to be 
+taken to restrain it, least it go too fast, making members without 
+making Masons.  Those "Fuzzy-minded old men," as they have been 
+called, knew what they were about, and while they made more than one 
+sad mistake of policy, they helped forward the Brotherhood of Man.  
+Even the Great Schism helped, rather than hindered, the onward march 
+of Masonry.
+
+
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   March, 1929   No.3
+
+LANGUAGE OF THE HEART
+
+by:  Carl H. Claudy
+
+Chapter I of "Foreign Countries," a delightful and inspiring study of 
+Masonic Symbolism, written for and published by the Masonic Service 
+Association of the United States.
+
+FREEMASONRY TEACHES BY SYMBOLS!
+
+Why?  Why does she veil in allegory and conceal in an object or 
+picture a meaning quite different from its name?  
+
+Why should Freemasonry express Immortality with Acacia, Brotherly 
+Love with a Trowel, the World by a Lodge and Right Living by a 
+Mason's
+
+That Freemasonry conceals in symbols in order to arouse curiosity to 
+know their meaning is often considered the only explanation.  But 
+there are many more lofty ideas of why this great system of truth, 
+philosophy and ethics is hidden in symbols.
+
+It is hardly a matter of argument that man has a triple nature; he 
+has a body and senses which bring him into contact with and translate 
+the meanings of the physical world of earth, air, fire and water 
+which is about him.  He has a brain and a mind by which he reasons 
+and understands about the matters physical with which he is 
+surrounded.  And he has a Something Beyond; call it Soul, Heart, 
+Spirit or imagination, as you will; it is something which is allied 
+to, rather than a part of reason, and connected with the physical 
+side of life only through its sensory contacts.
+
+This soul, or spirit, comprehends a language which the brain does not 
+understand.  The keenest minds have striven without success to make 
+this mystic language plain to reason.  When you hear music which 
+brings tears to your eyes and grief or joy to your heart, you respond 
+to a language your brain does not understand and cannot explain.  It 
+is not with your brain that you love your mother, your child or your 
+wife; it is with the Something Beyond; and the language with which 
+that love is spoken is not the language of the tongue.
+
+A symbol is a word in that language.  Translate that symbol into 
+words which appeal only to the mind, and the spirit of the meaning is 
+lost.  Words appeal to the mind; meanings not expressed in words 
+appeal to the spirit.
+
+All that there is in Freemasonry, which can be set down in words on a 
+page, leaves out completely the Spirit of the Order,  If we depend 
+upon words or ideas alone, the Fraternity would not make a universal 
+appeal to all men, since no man has it given to him to appeal to 
+minds of all other men.  But Freemasonry expresses truths which are 
+universal; it expresses them in a universal language, universally 
+understood by all men without words.  That language is the language 
+of the symbol, and the symbol is universally understood because it is 
+the means of communication between spirit, souls and hearts.
+
+When we say of Masonry that it is universal we mean the word 
+literally; it is of the universe, not merely of the world.  If it 
+were possible for an inhabitant of Mars to make and use a telescope 
+which would enable him to plainly see a square mile of the surface of 
+the earth, and if we knew it and desired to, we could draw upon that 
+square mile a symbol to communicate with that inhabitant of Mars, we 
+would choose, undoubtedly, one with as many meanings as possible; one 
+which had a material, mental and spiritual meaning.  Such a symbol 
+might be the triangle, the square or the circle.  Our supposed 
+Martian might respond with a complimentary symbol; if we showed him a 
+triangle he might reply with the 47th Problem.  If we showed him a 
+circle he might send down 3.141659 - the number by which a diameter 
+is multiplied to become the circumference.  We could find a language 
+in symbols with which to begin a communication, even with all the 
+universe!
+
+Naturally then, Freemasonry employs symbols for heart to speak to 
+heart.  Imagination is the heart's collection of senses.  So we must 
+appeal to the imagination when speaking a truth which is neither 
+mental nor physical, and the symbol is the means by which one 
+imaginations speaks to another.  Nothing else will do; no words can 
+be as effective (unless they are themselves symbols); no teachings 
+expressed in language can be as easily learned by the heart as those 
+which come via the symbol through the imagination.
+
+Take from Masonry its symbols and you have just the husk; the kernel 
+is gone.  He who hears but the words of Freemasonry misses their 
+meaning entirely.  Most symbols have many interpretations.  These do 
+not contradict but amplify each other.  Thus, the square is a symbol 
+of perfection, rectitude of conduct,  honor, honesty and good work.  
+There are all different and yet allied.  The square is not a symbol 
+of wrong, evil, meanness or disease!  Ten different men may read ten 
+different meanings into a square, and yet each meaning fits with and 
+belongs to the other meanings.
+
+Ten men have ten different kinds of hearts.  Not all have the same 
+power of imagination.  They do not all have the same ability to 
+comprehend.  So each gets from a symbol what he can.  He uses his 
+imagination.  He translates to his soul as much of the truth as he is 
+able to make a part of him.  This the ten cannot do with truths 
+expressed in words.  "Twice two is equal to four" is a truth which 
+must be accepted all at once, as a complete exposition, or not at 
+all.  He who can not understand the "twice" or the "equal" or the 
+"four" has no conception of what is being said.  But ten men can read 
+ten progressive, different, correct and beautiful meanings into a 
+trowel, and each can be right as far as he goes.  The man who sees it 
+merely as an instrument which helps to bind has a part of its 
+meaning.  He who finds it a link with operative Masons has another 
+part.  The man who sees it as a symbol of man's relationship to 
+Deity, because with it he (spiritually) does the Master's Work, has 
+another meaning.  All these meanings are right; when all men know all 
+the meanings the need for Freemasonry will have passed away.
+
+We use symbols because only by them can we speak the language of the 
+spirit, each to each, and because they form an elastic language, 
+which each man reads for himself according to his ability.  Symbols 
+form the only language which is thus elastic, and the only one by 
+which spirit can be touched.  To suggest that Freemasonry use any 
+other would be as revolutionary as to remove her Altars, meet in a 
+Public Square or elect by majority vote.  Freemasonry without symbols 
+would not be Freemasonry; it would be but a dogmatic and not very 
+erudite philosophy, of which the world is full of as it is, and none 
+of which ever satisfies the heart.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   April, 1929   No.4
+
+ACACIA LEAVES AND EASTER LILIES
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+April brings us to Easter Day - the festival of Memory and Hope.  
+That a day in spring should be set apart in praise of the victory of 
+Life is in accord with the fitness of things, as if the seasons of 
+the soul were akin to the season of the year.  It unites faith with 
+life; it links the fresh buds of spring with the ancient pieties of 
+the heart.  It finds in Nature, with its rhythm of winter and summer, 
+a ritual of hope and joy.
+
+So run the records of all times.  Older than our era, Easter has been 
+a day of feast and song in all lands and among all peoples.  By a 
+certain instinct man has found in the seasons a symbol of his faith, 
+the blossoming of his spirit attuned to the wonder of the awakening 
+of the earth from the white death of winter.  A deep chord in him 
+answers to the ever-renewed resurrection of Nature, and that instinct 
+is more to be trusted than all philosophy.  For in Nature there is no 
+death, but only living and living again.
+
+Something in the stir of spring, in the reviving earth, in the tide 
+of life overflowing the world, in the rebirth of the flowers, begets 
+an unconscious, involuntary renewal of faith in the heart of man, 
+refreshing his hope.  So he looks into the face of each new spring 
+with a heart strangely glad, and strangely sad too, touched by tender 
+memories of springs gone by never to return, softened by thoughts of 
+"those who answer not, however we may call."
+	
+Truly, it is a day of Hope and Courage in the heart of man.  Hope and 
+Courage we have for the affairs of daily life; but here is a Hope 
+that leaps beyond the borders of the world, and a Courage that faces 
+eternity.  For that Easter stands, in its history, its music, its 
+returning miracle of spring - for the putting off of the tyranny of 
+time, the terror of the grave, and the triumph of the flesh, and the 
+putting on of immortality.  Men can work with a brave heart and 
+endure many ills if he feels that the good he strives for here, and 
+never quite attains, will be won elsewhere.
+
+There is something heroic, something magnificent in the refusal of a 
+man to let death have the last word.  Time out of mind, as far back 
+as we can trace human thought - in sign or symbol - man has refused 
+to think of the grave as the coffin lid of a dull and mindless world 
+descending upon him at last.  It was so in Egypt five thousand years 
+ago, and is so today.  At the gates of the tomb he defies the Shadow 
+he cannot escape, and asserts the worth of his soul and its high 
+destiny.  Surely this mighty faith is its own best proof and 
+prophecy, since man is a part of Nature, and what is deepest in him 
+is what nature has taught him to hope.
+
+For some of us Easter has other meanings than those dug up from the 
+folklore of olden time.  Think how you will of the lovely and heroic 
+figure of Jesus, it is none the less His day, dedicated to the pathos 
+of His Passion and the wonder of His Personality.  For some of us His 
+Life of Love is the one everlasting romance in this hard old world, 
+and its ineffable tenderness seems to blend naturally with the thrill 
+of springtime, when the finger of God is pointing to the new birth of 
+the earth.  No Brother will deny us the joy of weaving Easter lilies 
+with Acacia leaves, in celebration of a common hope.
+
+The legend of Hiram and the life of Jesus tell us the same truth; one 
+in fiction and the other in fact.  Both tragedies are alike 
+profoundly simple, complete and heartbreaking - each a symbol not 
+only of the victory of man over death, but of his triumph over the 
+stupidity and horror of evil in himself and in the world.  In all the 
+old mythologies, the winter comes because the ruffian forces of the 
+world strike down and slay the gentle spirit of summer; and this dark 
+tragedy is reflected in the life of man - making a mystery no mortal 
+can solve, save as he sees it with courage and hope.
+
+Jesus was put to death between two thieves outside the city gate.  
+The Master Builder was stricken down in the hour of His Glory, His 
+Prayer choked in His Own Blood.  Lincoln was shot on Good Friday, 
+just as the temple of Unity and Liberty was about to be dedicated.  
+Each was the victim of sinister, cunning, brutal, evil force - here 
+is the tragedy of our race, repeated in every age and land, as 
+appalling as it is universal, and no man can fathom its mystery.
+
+Yet, strangely enough, the very shadow which seems to destroy faith, 
+and make it seem futile and pitiful, is the fact which created the 
+high, heroic faith of humanity, and keeps it alive.  Love, crucified 
+by Hate; high character slain by low cunning!  Death victorious over 
+life - man refuses to accept that as the final meaning of the world.  
+He demands justice in the name of God and his own soul.  The Master 
+Builder is betrayed and slain; his enemies are put to death - that 
+satisfies the sense of justice.  Jesus dies with a prayer of 
+forgiveness on His lips; Judas makes away with himself - and the hurt 
+is partly healed.
+
+But is that all?  On the mount of Crucificiton, by the outworking of 
+events, goodness and wickedness met the same muddy fate - is that the 
+meaning of the world?  The Master Builder and his slayers are alike 
+buried - is that the end?  Are we to think that Jesus and Judas sleep 
+in the same dust, all values erased, all issues settled in the great 
+silence?  In the name of reason it cannot be true, else chaos were 
+the crown of cosmos, and mud more mighty than mind!
+
+When man, by his insight and affirmation of his soul, holds it true, 
+despite all seeming contradiction, that virtue is victorious over 
+brutal evil, and Life is Lord of Death, and that the soul is as 
+eternal as the moral order in which it lives, the heart of the race 
+has found the truth.  Argument is unnecessary; the great soul of the 
+world we call God is just.  Here is the basis of all religion and the 
+background of all philosophy.  From the verdict of the senses and the 
+logic of the mind, man appeals to the justice of God, and finds 
+peace.
+
+Thou wilt not leave us in the dust;
+Thou maddest man, he knows not why, He thinks he was not made to 
+die;
+And thou has made him; Thou art just.
+
+With what overwhelming impressiveness this faith is set forth in the 
+greatest Degree of Freemasonry, the full meaning and depth of which 
+we have not yet begun to fathom, much less realize.  Edwin Booth was 
+right when he said that the Third degree of Masonry is the 
+profoundest, the simplest, the most heart-gripping tragedy known 
+among men.  Where else are all the elements of tragedy more perfectly 
+blended in a scene which shakes the heart and makes it stand still?  
+It is pathetic,  It is confounding.  Everything seems shattered and 
+lost.  Yet, somehow, we are not dismayed by it, because we are made 
+to feel that there is a Beyond - the victim is rather set free from 
+life than deprived of it.
+
+Without faith in the future, where the tangled tragedies of this 
+world are made straight, and its weary woe is healed, despair would 
+be our fate.  By this faith men live and endure in spite of ills.  
+Its roots go deeper than argument, deeper than dogma, deeper than 
+reason, as deep as infancy and old age, as deep as love and faith - 
+older than history - that the power which weaves in silence, robes of 
+white for the lilies or red for the rose, will the much more clothe 
+our spirits with a moral beauty that shall never fade. 
+
+But there is a still deeper meaning in the Third Degree of Masonry, 
+if we have eyes to see and ears to hear.  It is not explained in the 
+lectures; it is hardly hinted at in the lodge.  Yet it is as clear as 
+day, if we have insight.  The Degree ends not in a memorial, but in 
+the manifestation of the Eternal Life.  Raised from the dead level to 
+a living perpendicular by the strong grip of faith, the Master 
+Builder lives by the power of an endless life.  That is to say, 
+Masonry symbolically initiates us into Eternal Life here and now, 
+makes us citizens of eternity in time and bids us live and act 
+accordingly.  Here is the deepest secret Masonry has to teach - that 
+we are immortal here and now; that death is nothing to the soul; that 
+eternity is today.
+
+When shall we become that which we are?  When shall we, who are sons 
+of the Most High, born of His Love and Power, made in His Image, and 
+endowed with His Deathless Life, discover who we are, whence we came, 
+and whither we tend, and live a free, joyous, triumphant life which 
+belongs of right to immortal spirits!  Give a man an hour to live, 
+and you put him in a cage.  Extend it to a day, and he is freer.  
+Give him a year, and he moves in larger orbit and makes his plans.  
+Let him know that he is a citizen of an eternal world, and he is free 
+indeed, a master of life and time and death - a Master Mason.
+
+Thus Acacia leaves and Easter lilies unite to give us the hint, if 
+not the key to a higher heroism and cheer, even "the glory of going 
+on and still to be;" a glory which puts new meaning and value into 
+these our days and years - so brief at their longest, so broken at 
+their best, their achievements so transient, and so quickly 
+forgotten.  Sorrows come, and heartache, and loneliness unutterable, 
+when those we love fall into the great white sleep; but the sprig of 
+Acacia will grow in our hearts, if we cultivate it, watering it the 
+while with our tears, and at last it will be not a symbol but a 
+sacrament in the house of our pilgrimage.
+
+What to you is Shadow, 
+to Him is Day, 
+And the end He Knoweth;
+Thy spirit goeth;
+The steps of Faith
+Fall on a seeming void, 
+and find A rock beneath.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   May, 1929   No.5
+
+MASONRY AND PUBLICITY
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+How much may Masonry use the modern idea of publicity without injury 
+to the Ancient Craft?
+
+By "Publicity" is meant that advertising which reaches both the Mason 
+and the non-Mason.  Masonic news or information in Masonic Journals, 
+books and pamphlets is not "publicity" within the meaning of the word 
+here used.
+
+Masonic Lodges do not usually parade, or join with other bodies in 
+civic celebrations.  Individual Masons do, but seldom as a lodge, 
+except when laying Corner Stones of Public Buildings, or at Funerals.  
+In both of these ceremonies, the Masonic Lodge, or the Grand Lodge is 
+preeminent.
+
+No criticism of a Grand Master or a Grand Lodge is here intended, 
+when it is stated that as a general rule most of them hold that 
+Freemasonry, being greater than any man or body of men, should not 
+lend itself to play tail to any kite.  Circumstances alter cases.  
+
+When Grand Masters have approved the taking of minor parts in some 
+civic demonstration by a Lodge or Grand Lodge, their reasons were 
+doubtless excellent.  As a rule, however, Grand Masters and Grand 
+Lodges believe it belittling for the oldest fraternal organization in 
+the world to occupy a subordinate place in any public exercises.
+In laying Corner Stones, the Grand Lodge is either in charge, or it 
+does not take any part.  The Grand Master (or the officer who 
+represents him) lays the Corner Stone, or the Corner Stone is not 
+laid Masonically.  Other organizations may join in a corner stone 
+laying, be present as spectators, and add the weight of their 
+importance to the occasion, but the Grand Lodge conducts the 
+ceremonies.
+
+In a Masonic Funeral, the lodge takes charge of the remains after all 
+other ceremonies are completed and keeps charge until the body is 
+committed to the dust.  The lodge is last, most important, 
+preeminent.  If Freemasonry is to conduct a funeral, she demands that 
+no claim on the departed body be considered greater than her own; not 
+the Grand Army, Loyal Legion, other Masonic Bodies such as the 
+Chapter, Commandry, Council or Consistory is to come before the Blue 
+Lodge.  All may hold their services before the lodge takes charge, 
+and as many after the body is in the grave as they wish.  But, after 
+the body is placed in the loving hands of the sorrowing Brethren, 
+none may dispute with them the right to lay away in the clay the 
+remains of him who was a brother of the ancient Craft.  Membership in 
+other organizations, the claims of the church, the friendships of 
+associates cannot come before the Blue Lodge.  If others insist on 
+preeminence, then, with regret but finality, the Blue Lodge withdraws 
+form any participation.
+
+These matters are cited here at some length, are as foundation stones 
+on which the opponents of too much publicity base their arguments.
+	
+There has grown up in this country, through the years, and with the 
+increase of publicity methods, an idea that the Masonic Lodge, like 
+other organizations, would find that "it pays to advertise."  In many 
+Saturday evening and Sunday newspapers can be found a "Fraternal 
+Column" in which may be found "news" of the ancient Craft.  It is not 
+unheard-of to find a brother appointed in a lodge as a "newspaper 
+correspondent" or "publicity director," whose business it is to get 
+"news" of the doings of his lodge in the newspaper!  Those who 
+believe that nothing makes more potency for the prestige and 
+influence of Freemasonry among men than her deserved reputation for 
+quiet, retiring, unselfseeking  and secret devotion to her ideals, 
+think that "advertising" can be carried to extremes, when it does the 
+ancient Craft far more harm than good.
+
+The genesis of the movement is east to understand.  In these busy, 
+hurrying days, with a thousand things to take time and attention, 
+"getting out the crowd" is a problem for any Master.  The larger the 
+city, the harder the task.  The smaller lodge in the smaller center 
+suffers to some extent from the competition of the radio, moving 
+pictures, automobile, golf club, theater, lecture room, library.  
+amusement park; but not as much as the lodge in the big city which 
+adds to all these a dozen clubs, other organizations, pressure of 
+business, social engagements and entertainment of all kinds.
+
+To publish in the Sunday newspaper that "Hiram Lodge will work the 
+Third, or Master Mason Degree on a full class on next Tuesday 
+evening, with Worshipful Master James Jones in the East and Senior 
+Deacon William Smith delivering the Historical Lecture, followed by 
+entertainment and refreshments," is considered in many Jurisdictions 
+only a matter of commonplace form and not subject to criticism.
+And yet, what a great change from a hundred or a hundred and fifty 
+years ago.  then, only such matters Masonic got in the news; a 
+funeral procession, a corner stone laying.  It was considered then - 
+and is considered now by many - that the power of Freemasonry is over 
+men's "Hearts," not their minds, pocket books, attendance or interest 
+in being amused.  In other words, many think the "crowd" obtained for 
+an evening by advertising is of no real benefit to the lodge, and the 
+"work" of no real benefit to those who come merely for the 
+"refreshment and enter-tainment."
+
+This is A.L. 5929; in many ways Masonry has kept up, and in some 
+others she must also keep up with the times.  We no longer meet "on 
+hills or in vales" but in handsome Temples.  We use electricity for 
+the Lesser Lights and have a ventilation system to take out the 
+vitiated air.  What a modern city lodge pays in just rent for a year 
+would have run George Washington's Mother Lodge  for the same period; 
+rent, charity and other expenses of all other kinds included.  In the 
+older days, notice of the lodge meeting was sent around by word of 
+mouth; quietly and secretly.  Our Masonic forefathers were a hand-
+picked body of men and they guarded themselves as such from profane 
+curiosity.  Perhaps, too, many a good man was intrigued to petition 
+them who would have scoffed at the idea, had everyone known of 
+Masonic activities and when they were held.  Certainly the personnel 
+of the lodges of a hundred; two hundred years ago were a cross-
+section of the best there was in the land.
+
+Today we live at a faster pace.  It is now generally agreed that a 
+mere notice of a lodge meeting in the daily paper, if beyond the 
+imagination of our ancient brethren, is not necessarily un-Masonic or 
+improper unless so held by the Grand Master.  But a notice is one 
+thing; an account of what has happened, with names, dates, places, 
+even a verbatim report of a speech is something else again.  Well 
+meaning brethren, with the best intentions in the world, like to see 
+the name of their lodge and an account of her meetings in print; 
+forgetting that Masonry is neither the Rotary, Kiwanis, Chamber of 
+Commerce or the Board of Trade.
+
+The Freemasonry of an older day was sufficient unto itself; extremely 
+careful as our ancient brethren were as to the men they made 
+brethren, its lodges may even have been more imbued with serious 
+purpose than today.  Entertainment was sufficiently provided in the 
+traditional banquet and the "innocent mirth" of the Old Charges.
+Today some men come into the Fraternity with the idea, mistaken but 
+strong, that a lodge is but "another organization" and as such should 
+provide picnics, ladies nights, excursions, theatricals and what have 
+you.  We have "Masonic" Glee Clubs and "Masonic" Bowling Teams, 
+"Masonic" Dramatic Associations and "Masonic" Debating Societies.  
+Admitting that these are but an expression of the times, and in 
+themselves elements for good, it is also true that they do lead to 
+the same practice of publicity which attends similar organizations 
+which have no "Masonic" as a qualifying label before their names.
+Many lodges - perhaps most lodges - publish a monthly Trestleboard, 
+or lodge notice.  It is Masonic law in some Jurisdictions that the 
+name and address of applicants for the degrees shall be sent to the 
+entire membership, and that the candidates for any degree shall be 
+made known to all the brethren prior to the degree.
+
+This too, may be a necessity of A.L. 5929, but the practice of 
+sending such notices out under one-cent postage, or by postal card is 
+wholly indefensible.  In some Jurisdictions it is forbidden by Grand 
+Lodge regulation; it is considered that those who are candidates 
+either for election or for degrees have the right of privacy and that 
+it is no part of Masonic duty to advertise the facts to the profane.
+There is much discussion, pro and con, as to what may and what may 
+not be put in print regarding our ceremonies, our ritual or our 
+organization.  In ancient days nothing was printed which could 
+possibly be considered of esoteric nature.  Then came Webb and the 
+Monitor; followed by many a student of Freemasonry to write many a 
+book.  Now it is generally conceded that the "secrets" of Freemasonry 
+are not divulged in the printed Monitor, or in any Masonic Book which 
+deals with the history, symbolism, jurisprudence; or ethics and 
+ideals of the Craft.  We say "generally considered" - some "bitter 
+enders" resent anything printed about Freemasonry, thinking that if 
+it be set down in ink that a Master may wear a silk hat, or that the 
+Lesser Lights are grouped around the Altar, some one has violated an 
+obligation, in spite of the fact that any charwoman may, and does see 
+the interior of a lodge room and any Masonic supply house pictures 
+and gives prices of "Master's Silk Hats."
+
+Such a view point is the other extreme.  Just where the lodge shall 
+steer as between the Scylla of too much and the Charybdis of too 
+little publicity is for the individual lodge to decide.  But Grand 
+Lodges themselves are often in a fog of uncertainty; they have no 
+time to take up every piece of Masonic publicity and make of it a 
+bone of contention in a Grand Lodge meeting.  Much, if not all, of 
+the responsibility for a due regard for Masonic retiringness, not to 
+say secrecy, must rest in the hands of the individual Master and 
+Secretary.
+
+In fairness it must be admitted that a certain amount of Masonic 
+publicity, both in newspapers and otherwise, has many reasons in its 
+favor.  Masters desire a large attendance at meetings.  To advertise 
+some special feature of a meeting is to insure that more brethren 
+will be interested and come.  The postal card reminding of a lodge 
+meeting, is far easier and cheaper than  a letter.  The "reading 
+notice" in the local papers attracts the attention of wives, 
+daughters, sisters, and mothers who are quick to tell the bother, 
+husband or son; "Don't forget to go to Acacia Lodge tonight!"
+Many good brethren argue "Freemasonry needs good men.  
+In this day and age, the quiet, retiring, little-known organization 
+attracts no attention.  Freemasonry must be made known to the general 
+public, that non-Masons may be attracted to the organization and 
+apply for membership."
+
+But beneath all arguments, pro and con, lies a fact too often lost 
+sight of:  Freemasonry is a power in the world because of her 
+reputation.  What is the reputation?  Silence, secrecy, lack of self-
+seeking, good works, mystery.  These are the factors which lead 
+serious and thoughtful men to ask themselves: "Should I not apply to 
+an organization which does good in secret, which asks nothing for 
+itself, which does not seek?"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   July, 1929   No.6
+
+THE MASON AS A CITIZEN
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Hardly a speech is made in a Masonic lodge, to interest and inspire 
+an audience of Master Masons, which does not refer to the Mason's 
+duty as a citizen.  But it is rare to hear any particulars as to how 
+the duties of a Mason as a citizen differ from those of the citizen 
+who is a non-Mason.
+
+As a matter of fact, the duties do not differ; but there are grave 
+reasons why the Mason should add the weight of his Masonic 
+membership, his loyalty, his obligations and his Masonic Character to 
+his intent to be a good citizen of the country in which he lives.
+In the Charge to an Entered Apprentice in most Jurisdictions, these, 
+or similar words appear in the manual or monitor:
+
+"In the State you are to be a quiet and peaceable citizen, true to 
+your government and just to your country.  You are not to countenance 
+disloyalty and rebellion, but patiently submit to legal authority, 
+and conform with cheerfulness to the government of the country in 
+which you live."
+
+All citizens will agree that to be "quiet and peaceable" is a duty.  
+To be "true to your government" may have many interpretations; in a 
+large sense it means "do not be a traitor."  In the narrow sense it 
+may mean "don't fake your income tax!"  No good citizen "countenances 
+disloyalty and rebellion" against a "good" government, yet such a 
+revolution as our War of Independence against the mother country was 
+certainly considered at that time, by the British Authorities, as 
+"disloyalty and rebellion."  To "patiently submit to legal authority" 
+needs no interpretation; to "conform with cheerfulness" means a 
+smiling willingness to abide by a particular statute or an equally 
+smiling shouldering of the inconvenience of going to the polls on a 
+stormy election day. 
+
+The great lesson of life - as distinct from spiritual values - as 
+taught in the Master Mason degree, is integrity, fidelity to trust, 
+staunch loyalty to duty in the face of the greatest odds and most 
+severe temptations.
+
+To most citizens, at times, comes the opportunity to break some law 
+for private gain.  We are fond of making the statement that we are a 
+"law abiding people" but, as a matter of fact, "going to the law 
+about it" has been called "the great American pastime."  In 
+practically every suit of law, one side accuses the other of not 
+having acted in accordance with some law, made and provided.  There 
+are many acts which are difficult to prove to be illegal, but which 
+all may see as unmoral, or immoral; it is these, perhaps, more than 
+the infraction of the letter of the law, which the real Master Mason 
+will avoid, if he lives his Masonry.
+
+For instance!  A Master Mason possesses a valuable painting.  He 
+insures if for a thousand dollars.  As he leaves his house to go to 
+lodge, the nail pulls out of the wall and the picture falls to the 
+floor breaking the glass, which cuts the valuable painting to 
+ribbons.  Being in a hurry, and there being nothing to do about it 
+right then, the Mason leaves the wreck on the floor and goes on to 
+lodge.  While he is away his home burns down.
+
+A Man might collect that insurance and still be a "good citizen" 
+according to the law.  But a good Mason would no collect it - even if 
+the man who sold him the insurance and the men in insurance company 
+were "not" Masons.  A real Mason will not wrong any man, Mason or 
+not, out of the value of a penny, even when the letter of the law 
+permits it.
+
+In the charge to the Master Mason, he hears "Your virtue, honor, and 
+reputation are concerned in supporting with dignity the character you 
+now bear.  Let no motive, therefore. make you swerve from your duty, 
+violate your vows or betray your trust "
+
+True, the vows and the trust here mentioned are those made within the 
+lodge.  But, "virtue, honor and reputation" a man possesses as a 
+citizen, not as a Mason.  The newly-raised Master Mason is told that 
+all with which he faces the world, unafraid, able to look any man in 
+the eye, is concerned in his character as a member of an Ancient 
+Craft.
+
+It is a poor rule which does not work both ways.  "Per Contra," then, 
+all the reputation as a Master Mason, all the "teachings" of 
+integrity and fidelity, all the magnificent examples of firmness and 
+fortitude in trial and danger - even in the Valley of the Shadow - 
+which a man has been taught, as a Master Mason, are concerned in 
+supporting with dignity his character as a citizen of the land of his 
+birth.
+
+It is well understood in all Masonic lodges that politics are never 
+to be discussed.  This law, so well known and obeyed that it is not 
+even written in most Grand Lodge Constitutions of lodge by-laws, and 
+comes down to us from the sixth of the Old Charges in which it is set 
+forth that:
+
+"No private Piques or Quarrels must be brought within the door of the 
+lodge, far less, any Quarrels about Religion or Nations or State 
+Policy * * * we * * * are resolved against all Politicks, as what 
+never yet conduc'd to the welfare of the Lodge, nor ever will.  This 
+charge has always been strictly enjoin'd and observ'd," etc.
+In the lodge we meet upon the level and part upon the square.  We are 
+not Democrats, Republicans, Progressives; but Masons!
+Similarly, no lodge may take any political action; to do so would be 
+to draw upon it the immediate censure of the Grand Master and Grand 
+Lodge.  
+
+But neither of these prohibitions mean that Masons should not study 
+political economy; even as a lodge of Masons they may listen to talks 
+upon the science of government, which is, of course, a "political" 
+matter if the word is used in its broad acceptation.
+
+It is the duty of all citizens to be interested in the Public Schools 
+of their city, town, country or state.  The prosperity and progress 
+of this nation rests on education.  So much is agreed.  The Masonic 
+citizen should be especially interested in education; his interest 
+should mount higher than the non-Mason's, for the reason that 
+Masonry's continued existence rests upon the kind and character of 
+the candidates who enter her West Gate.  Give the Fraternity 
+educated, intelligent, thoughtful men and she will grow, prosper and 
+continue to be a silent, static power for good in a noisy and dynamic 
+world.  Provide her only ignorant, prejudiced, intolerant men for 
+candidates and in time she too must become intolerant, prejudiced and 
+ignorant.
+
+"A FREEMASONRY WHICH IS INTOLERANT CANNOT LIVE!"
+
+The welfare of the state depends upon the education of its youth.  
+But the very life of Freemasonry depends upon the quality of its 
+membership.  Therefore, the Mason as a citizen has two reasons for 
+his interest in, his support of and his loyalty to the Public Schools 
+of his State and Town.
+
+No doctrine is more fundamental to America than the separation of 
+Church and State.  No body of men insists more strongly that the 
+individual brother need subscribe only to "That Religion in Which All 
+Men Agree" (Old Charges) to be left free within the lodge to worship 
+God as they choose.  Freedom to worship God was the reason for the 
+perilous voyage and the terrible privations of the Pilgrim Fathers.  
+Separation of Church and State is a natural outgrowth of freedom to 
+worship as we please.  Masonry has only the Fatherhood of God and The 
+Brotherhood of Man for her religion - the foundation of all 
+religions, a faith in which Presbyterian and Parsee, Methodist and 
+Mohammedan, Buddhist and Brother of Christ may, and do agree.
+The Public School System is one of the bulwarks of liberty in this 
+nation; not only political liberty, but liberty of thought and 
+conscience. As long as the Public School has no sectarian or 
+political bias, it will remain a cradle of liberty of thought.  
+
+Therefore, not only as American citizens but as Masons, our brethren 
+are obligated to see that no encroachment, from any angle, from and 
+sect.  from any political party or private organization be made upon 
+the utter and complete freedom from any religious bias of our Public 
+Education System.
+
+In a few words, and brief:
+
+The duties of the citizen of the United States, devolve upon the 
+citizen by virtue of the "manifold blessings and comforts he enjoys" 
+because he lives in the United States.
+As a citizen, a man is expected:
+
+To obey the law;
+To uphold the Constitution and Government;
+To do his duty in jury service;
+To go to the polls and vote;
+To bear arms when called to the colors;
+To pay his just share of taxes;
+To take an intelligent interest in his Government, his party and 
+political economy;
+To support the Public Schools;
+To reverence and honor the Flag;
+To keep peace;
+To serve his country, state, country and town; when called to 
+leadership;
+To live so that his neighbors are happier for his living.
+
+When the citizen becomes a Mason, he adds to these moral obligations 
+his pledged word, his sacred honor, his character as it is seen naked 
+to God; that he will do certain things, and refrain from doing 
+certain things.  Every one of these pledges involve not only his duty 
+as a man but as an American citizen.
+
+Underlying all Masonic duties as a Masonic citizen are those which 
+are meant when it is said to the Newly-raised Master Mason:
+"You are now bound by duty, honor and gratitude; to be faithful to 
+your trust, to support the dignity of your character upon every 
+occasion, and to enforce, by precept and example, obedience to the 
+tenets of our Order!"
+
+The Master Mason should be a better citizen than the non-Mason 
+because he knows better, has been better taught, and has pledged his 
+sacred honor!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   July, 1929   No.7
+
+LODGE AND GRAND LODGE ORGANIZATION
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+All Master Masons should be familiar with the organization and 
+government of the Craft.  Yet, only occasionally is instruction in 
+these subjects given to the newly-raised Master Mason.  He is 
+required to attain a sufficient proficiency in the esoteric work of 
+the preceding degrees, and some Jurisdictions insist upon a 
+proficiency in the Master's degree, but information regarding the 
+structure of Freemasonry is left to time and chance in far too many 
+cases.
+
+To become a Freemason of his own free will and without solicitation, 
+a man makes a written application, which is duly endorsed or 
+recommended by brethren of the lodge to which he applies.  His 
+application is laid before the lodge for acceptance, or rejection.  
+If accepted, the Worshipful Master appoints a committee, the duty of 
+which is to satisfy itself of the applicant's fitness to be a Mason.  
+After a certain period of time (usually a month), the report of the 
+committee is read to the lodge, and a ballot taken on the 
+application.  A unanimously favorable ballot elects the applicant to 
+receive the degrees, or, in some Jurisdictions, just the First 
+Degree.  He is initiated into the First or Entered Apprentice Degree, 
+attains a suitable proficiency in the esoteric work, waits a month or 
+more, is Passed to the Second or Fellowcraft Degree, again attains a 
+suitable proficiency in its works, waits another month or so, and 
+finally is Raised to the Sublime Degree of Master Mason.
+
+Before any of these steps can be taken, there must be what is called 
+in some Jurisdictions a "just, perfect and regular lodge," in others 
+a "just and regularly constituted lodge," to which the petitions can 
+be made, and in which the degrees may be conferred.
+
+Before such a lodge can come into existence, there must be a Grand 
+Lodge, or governing body of all private, the particular, or the 
+subordinate lodges (they are called by all three names in different 
+places) to give a Warrant of Constitution, or Charter, to certain 
+brethren, empowering them to work and to be a Masonic Lodge.
+The age-old question which has plagued philosophers; did the first 
+hen lay the first egg, or did the first egg hatch into the first hen; 
+may seem to apply here, since before there can be a Grand Lodge, 
+there must be two or more private lodges to form it!  But this 
+Bulletin is written of conditions as they exist in the United States 
+today - and indeed, in almost all the civilized world - and not of 
+the historical conditions which pertained in 1717 when the four 
+lodges in London formed the first grand Lodge!
+
+Today no regularly constituted lodge can come into existence without 
+the consent of an existing Grand Lodge.  It is certain that other 
+Grand Lodges will be formed in the future, but they probably will not 
+be many.  Let us suppose that Commander Byrd should discover a 
+habitable continent at the South Pole.  This continent slowly fills 
+up with adventurers, travelers and pioneers.  Some of them will be 
+Masons. They then ask the consent of some Grand Lodge permission to 
+form a lodge - Massachusetts, for instance, has five lodges in China. 
+ 
+Some English Brethren, let us suppose, receive a Charter for a lodge 
+in Antarctica from the Mother Grand Lodge of England.  Perhaps the 
+Grand Lodge of Texas Charters another lodge in "Byrdland."  After a 
+while these lodges unite to form their own Grand Lodge; the Grand 
+Lodges which have Chartered them relinquish jurisdiction, and a new 
+Grand Lodge is born.  But most civilized countries now do have Grand 
+Lodges; the great formative period of Grand Lodges - the Eighteenth 
+and Nineteenth  Centuries - is practically over.  Therefore we may 
+consider that most of our hens are grown up and laying, and that the 
+vast majority of new lodges which are hatched will grow up to be 
+chicks of the mother, and not start out to form other Grand Lodges 
+for themselves!  It is not contended that no new Grand Lodges will 
+ever be formed, but only that less will come into being in the future 
+than have in the past.
+
+A Grand Lodge, then, is formed of particular lodges; the Masters, or 
+the Masters and Wardens of which, then represent their lodges in the 
+meetings of the Grand Lodge.
+
+The private or particular lodge usually comes into being when a 
+certain number of brethren, in good standing, will petition a Grand 
+Master to form a lodge.  The Grand Master, if it his pleasure, issues 
+a Dispensation to these brethren which forms them into a provisional 
+lodge, or a lodge "Under dispensation."  The powers of this Lodge 
+Under Dispensation are strictly limited; it is not yet a "Regularly 
+Constituted Lodge;" but an inchoate sort of organization, a fledgling 
+in the nest.  Not until the Grand Lodge has authorized the issuance 
+of the Warrant, or Charter, does it begin to assume the status of a 
+"regular" lodge, and not even then, until the new lodge is 
+consecrated, dedicated and constituted by the Grand Master and his 
+officers, or those delegated for the ceremony.  The ceremony, by the 
+way, is one which every Master Mason should make an effort to see, if 
+possible.  The Charter of the new lodge will name those who are to be 
+its first Worshipful Master, Senior and Junior Wardens, who will hold 
+office until their successors are duly elected and installed.
+
+The Grand Lodge (consisting of the particular lodges represented by 
+their Masters - in most cases also include the Senior and Junior 
+Wardens, Past Masters; and Past Officers and Past Grand Masters of 
+the Grand Lodge), is the governing body in its Jurisdiction.  In the 
+United States, Jurisdictional lines are coincident with the state 
+lines; there are currently forty-nine United State Grand Lodges; the 
+forty-ninth being that of the District of Columbia.  Each Grand Lodge 
+is supreme unto itself; its word is Masonic law within its own 
+borders.
+
+Grand Lodges adopt for themselves a Constitution and By-Laws for 
+their own government, just as particular lodges adopt by-laws for 
+their government.  These documents are the body of law of the Grand 
+Jurisdiction, which, however, rest upon the Old Charges and the 
+ancient Constitutions (which have descended to us from the first 
+Mother Grand Lodge).  
+
+The decisions in mooted questions made by Grand Masters, or the Grand 
+Lodge (or both); are usually based on the Ancient Landmarks, Usages 
+and Customs of the Fraternity.-."
+
+In the interim between meetings of a Grand Lodge, the Grand Master is 
+the Grand Lodge.  His powers are arbitrary, absolute and almost 
+unlimited; at least in theory.  Most Grand Lodges provide that the 
+acts of the Grand Master may be revised, confirmed or rejected by the 
+Grand Lodge in its meetings; which is, of course, a check against any 
+too radical moves.  But, as a matter of fact, a brother rarely 
+becomes a Grand Master without having served a long and arduous 
+apprenticeship.  Almost invariably he has been Master of his own 
+lodge, and by years of service and interest in the Grand Lodge has 
+demonstrated his ability and fitness to preside over the grand Lodge.  
+The real check against arbitrary actions of the Grand Master is more 
+in his Masonry than the law, more in his desire to do the right thing 
+than in the legal power compelling him to do so.
+
+Private lodge and Grand Lodge officers arrive at their respective 
+stations either by election or appointment.  In some lodges, all 
+officers in the "line" are elective.  In other lodges, only the 
+senior officers (Master, Senior and Junior Wardens, Secretary and 
+Treasurer) are elected, all other being appointed by the Master.  The 
+same is true of Grand Lodges; for instance, in the District of 
+Columbia all officers are elected.  In New Jersey, the Grand Master, 
+Deputy Grand Master, Senior Grand and Junior Grand Wardens, Grand 
+Secretary, Grand Treasurer are elected; all other Line officers are 
+appointed by the Grand Master.
+
+In particular lodges, as a general rule, appointed officers are re-
+appointed to one station higher each year; the highest appointed 
+officer is then, usually, elected to the lowest elective office.  
+This custom is broken, of course, when incumbents are no longer 
+available, or when the lodge decides, for any reason, not to re-elect 
+an officer.  In the normal course of events, in most lodges, both 
+particular and Grand Lodges, election or appointment at the "foot of 
+the line" will eventually lead to the highest office, provided the 
+officer works, is able, willing and demonstrates that he can fill the 
+highest chairs.  It is this system which is depended upon to give 
+long experience and years of Masonic knowledge to future Masonic 
+leaders.
+
+The term of office for Masters and Grand Masters is one year; in some 
+Jurisdictions, by custom and not by law, Grand Masters are elected 
+two years in succession and in one he serves three consecutive terms.  
+In some Jurisdictions, also, the "line" is not advanced, but Grand 
+Masters are elected "from the floor."  Occasionally the Master of a 
+particular lodge will be elected  for a second or third, or even 
+greater number of years, but generally the "line" proceeds to "move 
+up" at the annual elections.
+
+Secretaries and Treasurers generally serve as long as they are 
+willing; a lodge which has a good Secretary and Treasurer almost 
+invariably re-elects the same incumbents year after year, which is 
+also true of Grand Lodges.  These officers, then, become the 
+connecting links between different administrations, which makes for 
+stability and smooth running, except in those rare instances in which 
+a Secretary, from long service, comes to believe that "his" lodge and 
+"his" Master should do "his" will, not their own.  When the tail thus 
+attempts to wag the dog, the remedy is found in the annual election!
+In Grand Lodges, decisions are reached in four ways: 
+
+"by Viva voce" or rising votes, by a showing of hands, votes by 
+lodges and/or written ballot.  The method is usually a matter of 
+constitutional law; ordinary questions are decided by the least 
+cumbersome method; difficult and involved questions by votes of/by 
+lodges; elections and matters of grave import, such as expulsions, 
+are usually by paper (secret) ballot.
+
+The same holds true of the particular lodge; except of course that it 
+cannot "vote by lodges" and that it uses the ball or cube instead of 
+the paper ballot.
+
+In the absence of a Master, the senior Warden presides sand has, for 
+the time being, the powers and duties of the Master; in his absence, 
+the same devolves upon the Junior Warden.  Should all three be absent 
+the lodge (1) either cannot be opened at all, or (2) can be opened by 
+a Past Master, or (3) only by the Grand Master, or his Deputy acting 
+in his stead.  Which of these three depends upon local law in the 
+particular Grand Jurisdiction.
+
+In these few pages, only the broad outlines of the organization of 
+Lodges and Grand Lodges can be given.  But enough has been written to 
+indicate that the simple skeleton of the Fraternity has a complicated 
+and involved body of law and procedure, that there is much to know, 
+and much, therefore, which the individual Mason should make it his 
+business to study.
+
+In these words we point out the way, and indicate the extent to which 
+his inquiring mind should reach, and if followed they will have been 
+written to a good purpose.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   August, 1929   No.8
+
+THE POWERS OF THE WORSHIPFUL MASTER
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+The incumbent of the Oriental Chair has powers peculiar to his 
+station; powers far greater than those of the President of a society 
+or the Chairman of a meeting of any kind.  President and Chairman are 
+elected by the body over which they preside, and may be removed by 
+that body.  A Master is elected by his lodge, but he cannot be 
+removed by it; only by the grand Master or Grand Lodge.  The 
+presiding officer is bound by rules of order adopted by the body and 
+by its by-laws.  A lodge cannot pass by-laws to alter, amend or 
+curtail the powers of a Master.  Its by-laws are subject to approval 
+by the proper Grand Lodge Committee or by the Grand Master; seldom 
+are any approved which infringe upon his ancient prerogatives and 
+powers; in those few instances in which improper by-laws have been 
+approved, subsequent rulings have often declared the Master right in 
+disregarding them.
+
+Grand Lodges differ in their interpretation of some of the "ancient 
+usages and customs" of the Fraternity; what applies in one 
+Jurisdiction does not necessarily apply in another.  But certain 
+powers of a Master are so well recognized that they may be considered 
+universal.  The occasional exceptions, if any, but prove the rule.
+The Master may congregate his lodge when he pleases, and for what 
+purpose he wishes, "provided" it does not interfere with the laws of 
+the Grand Lodge.  For instance, he may assemble his lodge as a 
+Special Communication to confer degrees, at his pleasure; but he must 
+not, in so doing, contravene that requirement of the grand Lodge 
+which calls for proper notice to the brethren, nor may a Master 
+confer a degree in less than the statutory time following a preceding 
+degree without a dispensation from the Grand Master.
+
+The Master has the right of presiding over and controlling his lodge, 
+and only the Grand Master, or his Deputy, may suspend him.  He may 
+put any brother in the East to preside or to confer a degree; he may 
+then resume the gavel at his pleasure - even in the middle of a 
+sentence if he wants to!  But even when he has delegated authority 
+temporarily, the Master is not relieved from responsibility for what 
+occurs in his lodge.
+
+It is the Master's right to control lodge business and work.  It is 
+in a very real sense "his" lodge.  He decides all points of order and 
+no appeal from his decision may be taken to the lodge.  He can 
+initiate and terminate debate at his pleasure, he can second any 
+motion, propose any motion, vote twice in the case of a tie (not 
+universal), open and close at his pleasure, with the usual exception 
+that he may not open a Special Communication at an hour earlier than 
+that given in the notice, or a Stated Communication earlier than the 
+hour stated in the by-laws, without dispensation from the Grand 
+Master.  He is responsible only to the Grand Master and the Grand 
+Lodge, the obligations he assumed when he was installed, his 
+conscience and his God.
+
+The Master has the undoubted right to say who shall enter, and who 
+must leave the lodge room.  He may deny any visitor entrance; indeed, 
+he may deny a member the right to enter his own lodge, but he must 
+have a good and sufficient reason therefore, otherwise his Grand 
+Lodge will unquestionably rule such a drastic step arbitrary and 
+punish accordingly.  "Per contra," if he permits entry of a visitor 
+to whom some member has objected, he may also subject himself to 
+Grand Lodge discipline.  In other words, his "power" to admit or 
+exclude is absolute; his "right" to admit or exclude is hedged about 
+by pledges he takes at his installation and the rules of the Grand 
+Lodge.
+
+A very important power of the Master is that of appointing 
+committees.  No lodge may appoint a committee.  The lodge may pass a 
+resolution that a committee be appointed, but the selection of that 
+committee is an inherent right of the Master.  He is, "ex officio," a 
+member of all committees he appoints.  The reason is obvious; he is 
+responsible for the conduct of his lodge to the Grand Master and the 
+Grand Lodge.  If the lodge could appoint committees and act upon 
+their recommendations, the Master would be in the anomalous position 
+of having great responsibilities, and no power to carry out their 
+performance.
+
+The Master, and only the Master, may order a committee to examine a 
+visiting brother.  It is his responsibility to see that no cowan or 
+eavesdropper comes within the tiled door.  Therefore, it is for him 
+to pick a committee in which he has confidence.  So, also, with the 
+committees which report upon petitioners.  He is responsible for the 
+accuracy, fair-mindedness, the speed and intelligence of such 
+investigations.  It is, therefore, for him to say to whom shall be 
+delegated this necessary and important duty.
+
+It is generally, not exclusively, held that only the Master can issue 
+a summons.  The dispute, where it exists, is over the right of 
+members present at a Stated Communication to summons the whole 
+membership.
+
+It may now be interesting to look for a moment at some matters in 
+which the Worshipful Master is not supreme, and catalog a few things 
+he may "not" do.
+
+The Master, and only the Master appoints the appointive officers in 
+his lodge.  In most Jurisdictions he may remove such appointed 
+officers at his pleasure.  But, he cannot suspend, or deprive of his 
+station or place, any officer elected by the lodge.  The Grand Master 
+or his Deputy, may do this; the Worshipful Master may not.
+
+A Master may not spend lodge money without the consent of the lodge.  
+As a matter of convenience, a Master frequently does pay out money in 
+sudden emergencies, looking to the lodge for reimbursement.  But he 
+cannot spend any lodge funds without the permission of the lodge. 
+Some Jurisdictions do allow the lodge by-laws to permit the Master to 
+spend emergency funds up to a specified amount without prior consent 
+of the lodge.
+
+A Master cannot accept a petition, or confer a degree without the 
+consent of the lodge.  It is for the lodge, not the Master, to say 
+from what men it will receive an application, or a petition; and upon 
+what candidates degrees shall be conferred.  The Master has the same 
+power to "reject" through the "black cube" as any member has, but no 
+power whatever to "accept" any candidate against the will of the 
+lodge.
+
+The lodge, not the Master, must approve or disapprove the minutes of 
+the preceding meeting.  The Master cannot approve them; had he that 
+power he might, with the connivance of the secretary, "run wild" in 
+his lodge, and still his minutes would show no trace of his improper 
+conduct.  But the Master may refuse to put a motion to confirm or 
+approve minutes which he believes to be inaccurate or incomplete; in 
+this way he can prevent a careless, headstrong Secretary from doing 
+what he wants with his minutes!  Should a Master refuse to permit 
+minutes to be confirmed, the matter would naturally be brought before 
+the Grand Lodge or the Grand Master for settlement.
+
+A Master cannot suspend the by-laws.  He must not permit the lodge to 
+suspend the by-laws.  If the lodge wishes to change them, the means 
+are available, not in suspension; but, in amendment.
+An odd exception may be noted, which has occurred in at least one 
+Grand Jurisdiction, and doubtless may occur in others.  A very old 
+lodge adopted by-laws shortly after it was constituted, which by-laws 
+were approved by a young Grand Lodge before that body had, 
+apparently, devoted much attention to these important rules.
+
+For many years this lodge carried in its by-laws and "order of 
+business" which specified, among other things, that following the 
+reading of the minutes, the next business was balloting.  As the time 
+of meeting of this lodge was early (seven o'clock) this by-law worked 
+a hardship for years, compelling brethren who wished to vote to hurry 
+to lodge, often at great inconvenience.
+
+At last a Master was elected who saw that the by-law interfered with 
+his right to conduct the business of the lodge as he thought proper.  
+He balloted at what he thought was the proper time, the last order of 
+business, not the first.  An indignant committee of Past Masters, who 
+preferred the old order, applied to the Grand Master for relief.  The 
+Grand Master promptly ruled that "order of business" in the by-laws 
+could be no more than suggestive, not mandatory; and that the 
+Worshipful Master had the power to order a ballot on a petition at 
+the hour which seemed to him wise, provided - and this was stressed - 
+that he ruled wisely, and did not postpone a ballot until after a 
+degree, or until so late in the evening that brethren wishing to vote 
+upon it had left the lodge room.
+
+A Worshipful Master has no more right to invade the privacy which 
+shrouds the use of the "Black Cube" (or Ball), or which conceals the 
+reason for an objection to an elected candidate receiving the 
+degrees, than the humblest member of the lodge.  He cannot demand 
+disclosure of action or motive from any brother, and should he do so, 
+he would be subject to the severest discipline from the Grand Lodge.  
+
+Grand Lodges usually argue that a dereliction of duty by a brother 
+who possesses the ability and character to attain the East, is worse 
+than that of some less informed brother.  The Worshipful Master 
+receives great honor, has great privileges, enjoys great prerogatives 
+and powers.  Therefore, he must measure up to great responsibilities.
+A Worshipful Master cannot resign.  Vacancies occur in the East 
+through death, suspension by a Grand Master, expulsion from the 
+Fraternity.  No power can make a Master attend to his duties if he 
+desires to neglect them.  If he will not, or does not attend to them, 
+the Senior Warden presides.  He is, however, still Senior Warden; he 
+does not become Master until elected and installed.
+
+In broad outline, these are the important and principal powers and 
+responsibilities of a Worshipful Master, considered entirely from  
+the standpoint of the "ancient usages and customs of the Craft."  
+Nothing is said here of the moral and spiritual duties which devolve 
+upon a Master.
+
+Volumes might be and some have been written upon how a Worshipful 
+Master should preside, in what ways he can "give the brethren good 
+and wholesome instruction," and upon his undoubted moral 
+responsibility to do his best to leave his lodge better than he found 
+it.  Here we are concerned only with the legal aspect of his powers 
+and duties.
+
+Briefly then, if he keeps within the laws, resolutions and edicts of 
+his Grand Lodge on the one hand, and the Landmarks, Old Charges, 
+Constitutions and "ancient usages and customs" on the other, the 
+power of the Worshipful Master is that of an absolute monarch.  His 
+responsibilities and his duties are those of an apostle of Light!
+
+He is a gifted brother who can fully measure up to the use of his 
+power and the power of his leadership.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   September, 1929   No.9
+
+SUGAR COATING MASONIC EDUCATION
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+However improper curiosity may be as a principal motive for applying 
+for the degrees, it is probable that no man ever passed through the 
+West Gate for his initiation as an Entered Apprentice without an 
+eager desire to know "what will happen next?"
+
+Immediately thereafter the candidate usually develops a healthy 
+curiosity as to the "why" of that which "happened next."  Entered 
+Apprentices and Fellowcrafts are generally hungry for explanations of 
+the reasons and for the motives behind the words and acts of a 
+degree.
+
+Man is incurably curious; his desire to know and to understand is the 
+mainspring of invention, discovery, civilization and progress; it is 
+the driving force which leads men to learn.
+
+Worshipful Masters can - and many of them do - make use of the desire 
+to know, to make better Masons of the brethren of their lodges.  
+Masters are charged with the duty of giving the Craft "good and 
+wholesome instruction," or causing the same to be done.  But one of 
+the principal methods developed by Masonic educators, the 
+"educational meeting," is a method of instruction more injured than 
+helped by its name!  For many brethren had boyish experiences with 
+"education" which lead them to associate with that word a process 
+which is dry, dull and uninteresting.
+
+What is here called a "sugar coated" Masonic educational meeting is 
+just the reverse; interesting, intriguing, alive, vital and 
+satisfying a great curiosity.  Lodges which have tried any of the 
+educational experiments here listed usually repeat them, and almost 
+invariably the repetition is to a "packed house."
+
+Here are some suggestions for "sugar coated" educational meetings; 
+all of them have been tried, and all found successful methods of 
+interesting the Craft in the various phases of Freemasonry.
+
+1.	BREAKING RULES TO MEND THEM
+
+Certain unwritten rules of Masonic conduct, as well as some specified 
+by Grand Lodges, become so much a matter of custom in lodges that 
+many brethren lose sight of the reasons therefore, if, indeed, they 
+ever knew them.
+
+The Worshipful Master may arrange a program in which a number of 
+brethren, instructed beforehand, to deliberately commit or attempt to 
+commit infractions of the rules.  When the error is made, the Master, 
+or some previously instructed brother (a Past Master), explains the 
+mistake and the reason for the rule.  For instance, in most 
+Jurisdictions it is not considered courteous for a brother to pass 
+between the Worshipful Master and the Alter (except when in the 
+process of conferring a degree).  When the instructed brother crosses 
+the lodge between the Altar and the East, the Master may admonish the 
+"culprit" that it is not considered proper, and call upon some 
+previously instructed Past Master to explain that, in theory, the 
+Great light and the Square and Compasses on the Altar; are dedicated 
+to God, the Master and the Craft; and, therefore at no time should 
+his view of them be interrupted.  A brother who attempts to leave the 
+room during a ballot may be corrected and the reason given; Grand 
+Lodges usually hold that a ballot on a petition, interrupted by any 
+one entering or leaving the room, is invalid, since such an action 
+may interfere with the secrecy of said ballot.  Similarly, a brother 
+balloting may object to the officer in charge of the ballot box 
+standing so close to the altar that he might discover how a brother 
+votes.  Either or both of these incidents provide an excellent 
+opportunity for a little talk upon the sacredness and secrecy of the 
+Masonic ballot, and its importance.  Others are: speaking more than 
+twice to the same question, speaking without being recognized, 
+speaking without rising, addressing an individual brother or the 
+lodge instead of the Master, making a motion to appoint a committee 
+with certain specified personnel, offering a resolution "to adjourn" 
+or to "lay a motion on the table," are suggested infractions of 
+Masonic law and custom, all of which may be corrected in an 
+educational meeting in an interesting way.
+
+2.	DISSECTING A DEGREE
+
+Especially recommended for lodges which have little work to do is the 
+dissection and explanation of the first section of any degree.  A 
+dummy candidate is initiated, and the ceremony interrupted at each 
+stage by some brother who offers a little explanation of the 
+symbolism of that part of the degree; entry, circumambulation, rite 
+of destitution, the antiquity of the Apron, origin of the Lesser 
+Lights, etc.  Such dissection and exposition of parts of a degree 
+require some little study by those who take part, but by giving each 
+brother who offers an interruption only one subject, the work of 
+preparation is minimized and the variety increased by having many 
+take part.
+
+It is suggested here that inquiry be first made of the District 
+Deputy, or the Grand Master; in some Jurisdictions the practice of 
+using a dummy candidate has been frowned upon, as derogatory to the 
+dignity of our ceremonies.  When it is explained that the purpose of 
+the idea is educational, however, it is probable that no difficulty 
+will be experienced in obtaining cooperation from those in authority.
+
+3.	YOU MUST - YOU MUST NOT!
+
+The average lodge member knows little about Masonic Law.  The very 
+term "Jurisprudence" seems repellent.  Yet Masonic Law is intensely 
+interesting, and may be made to appear so to the lodge by any brother 
+who will devote a little time and attention to developing a talk on 
+those parts of our legal system which most intimately touch the 
+brethren.  Masonic Law is vastly different from civil law; most 
+Masonic Law is a matter of "thou shalt" rather than "thou shalt not."  
+A few salient points chosen for their interest to the average Mason, 
+and explained; first, as to their origin; and second, as to their use 
+or necessity will interest the lodge.  It is not at all an arduous 
+task for a clever brother to arrange such a talk.  He may use any 
+good book on Jurisprudence as a foundation, Mackey or Pound for 
+choices, as both are complete and concise.
+
+4.	COMPETITION IS THE LIFE OF - EDUCATION!
+
+The more brethren that take part in an educational meeting, the 
+greater the enjoyment.  No scheme for an educational meeting yet 
+developed exceeds the lodge contest in this respect, since it gives 
+everyone in the lodge room an opportunity to participate.	
+The educational contest is conducted by a Master of Ceremonies asking 
+a series of questions, carefully prepared in advance, the correct 
+answers to which can be given in a word or two, a date or a name.  
+Supplied with paper and pencils, the brethren write and number their 
+answers to the questions, as they are asked.  Then they exchange 
+papers, the correct answers are read, and the brethren mark the 
+replies "right" or "wrong" according to the facts.  The winners, of 
+course, are those who have the greatest number, the next greatest and 
+the third greatest answered correctly.  Interest is such a contest is 
+increased by offering prizes.  These may be very inexpensive; a good 
+Masonic book, a subscription to a Masonic Magazine, a Masonic lapel 
+pin are all appreciated.
+
+The questions should not be complex; answers should be facts, not 
+opinions.  For instance, "In what lodge was George Washington 
+raised?"  "Who is the Grand Master in this state?"  "How old is this 
+lodge?"  "How many lodges in our Grand Lodge Jurisdiction?"  These 
+are the type of questions that need only a word or two for an answer 
+with facts.  Such questions as "Do you think Masonry is a religion?" 
+should not be included, since any answer must be an opinion, not a 
+fact.  Questions like "Explain the part Freemasonry played in the 
+Revolution" should not be asked, as it would require a lengthy reply.
+In giving out the correct answers, a clever Master of Ceremonies will 
+be able to offer some "good and wholesome instruction" of Masonic 
+value; for instance, if the question is:  "How many landmarks are 
+recognized in this Jurisdiction?"  If the correct answer is "twenty-
+five",  the Master of Ceremonies may explain that some Jurisdictions 
+have less, others more; that many Jurisdictions have adopted Mackey's 
+list, while others have condensed Mackey's twenty-five into a lesser 
+number; which, never the less contains all of Mackey's points, and so 
+on.
+
+A lodge debate will draw a crowd and keep it interested for the best 
+part of an hour, with pleasure and profit to all.  Debating teams may 
+be composed of two or more brethren on each side of the issue; two to 
+a side usually produces a snappier debate than three.  Some questions 
+of universal Masonic interest should be chosen; such as "Resolved, 
+that dual membership is advantageous to the Fraternity," or 
+"Resolved, that Masonic trials are better conducted by a Grand Lodge 
+Commission than a particular lodge."
+
+Such debates should be planned well in advance.  An impromptu debate 
+often produces amusing results.  Two captains are chosen; each 
+captain chooses six debaters.  The Master then announces the subject.   
+Each debater is given two minutes and must sit down when the gong 
+rings at the end if his time, even if in the middle of a sentence.  
+The simpler the subject, the more lively the debate.  Such questions 
+as "Resolved, that this lodge should start a library," or "Resolved, 
+that the fees for the degrees are too low" (or too high!) will 
+produce more debate than more abstruse questions, because brethren 
+seldom argue well on difficult matters unless they have previously 
+spent some time in preparation.
+
+It is not suggested that these "sugar coated" methods of holding 
+Masonic educational meetings should replace older, tried and true 
+forms in which some learned brother delivers an address upon a 
+Masonic subject, or presents an illustrated lecture.  The speaker and 
+the lecturer we have always had with us; illustrated lectures on 
+Masonic subjects will always be of interest to the Craft, as will the 
+well conceived and delivered address.
+
+But we tire of anything in too great qualities.  Quail is considered 
+the best eating, yet it is a restauranteur's tradition that no man 
+can eat a quail a day for a month!
+
+The Masonic educational meeting conducted on new, different lines - 
+of which the above list is only suggestive, not complete - will 
+largely "take the curse off" the word "educational" meeting.  
+Brethren who are provided with "sugar coated" education do not stay 
+away on "educational nights" but come out in full force.  Once the 
+lodge members begin thinking "I wonder what new idea the Master will 
+spring tonight!" when an educational meeting is announced, and the 
+Stewards will have to go to the basement after extra chairs.
+Sugar coated pills do the same work as those more difficult to 
+swallow - and they are much easier to take!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   October, 1929   No.10
+
+EVERY BROTHER HIS OWN TILER
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+All Masons know the importance of the Tiler, and the scope of his 
+duties.  But the Tiler is only one brother - secrecy is a Masonic 
+duty for all.  Throughout the three degrees, and in the ceremonies of 
+opening and closing a lodge, are references to the importance of 
+preserving inviolate the secrets of the Order, preventing the 
+approach of cowans and eavesdroppers, guarding against the disclosure 
+of the esoteric work to those whom it is not proper to be made known.
+
+In the Ritual explanation of the third cardinal virtue, Prudence, we 
+are told (see most monitors) "This virtue should be the peculiar 
+characteristic of every Mason, not only for the government of his 
+conduct while in the Lodge, but also when abroad in the world.  It 
+should be particularly attended to, in all strange and mixed 
+companies, never to let fall the least sign, token, or word whereby 
+the secrets of Freemasonry might be unlawfully obtained.
+
+The charge to the entered Apprentice admonishes him, among other 
+things; "Neither are you to suffer your zeal for the Institution to 
+lead you into an argument with those who, through ignorance, may 
+ridicule it."
+
+The FellowCraft is exhorted to preserve steadily "in the practice of 
+every commendable virtue."  In the Third Degree the newly Raised 
+Master Mason learns that "The Book of Constitutions, guarded by the 
+Tiler's Sword, reminds us that we should be ever watchful and guarded 
+in our words and actions, particularly before the enemies of Masonry, 
+ever bearing in remembrance those truly Masonic virtues, silence and 
+circumspection."
+
+Not only the "work," both printed and exoteric, and secret and 
+esoteric, exhorts us to "silence and circumspection;" the inner 
+meaning of the symbolism of the Tiler and his Sword teaches plainly 
+that each of us should be a Masonic Tiler.
+
+In other words, the duties of the Tiler are not confined to that 
+officer; every Mason should be, in effect, a Tiler.  He is a good 
+Mason as his words and actions are duly "Tiled," and a detriment, if 
+not a positive injury, to the Craft as he is careless of or 
+indifferent to these duties.
+
+In the ancient operative days the secrets of a Master Mason were 
+valuable in coin of the realm.  The Mason who knew the Master's Word 
+could travel in foreign countries and receive Master's Wages.  Many 
+who could not, or would not, conform to the requirements tried to 
+ascertain the Master's Word and some of a Master's skill in a 
+clandestine manner.
+
+The "eavesdropper" - literally, one who attempts to listen under the 
+eaves, and so receives upon him the droppings from the roof - was 
+altogether without the pale; he was only a common thief, who tried to 
+learn by stealth what he could not learn by work.
+
+The cowan was a more or less ignorant Mason; one who laid stones 
+together without mortar, or piled rough stones from the field into a 
+wall, without working upon them to make them square and true.  He was 
+a "Mason without a word" with no reputation; the apprentice who tried 
+to masquerade as a master.
+
+The operative Masons guarded their assemblies against intrusion of 
+both the non-Mason thief, and the half-instructed craftsman, who, 
+like the Fellowcrafts of old, desired to obtain the secret word of a 
+Master Mason by force, rather than by labor.
+
+While nothing very positive is known either as to the date when the 
+guardian of the door first went on duty, or why he was called a 
+Tiler, or Tyler, it is believed that the office is very ancient, and 
+that, inasmuch as the man who put on the roof, or tiles, (tiler) 
+completed the building and made those within secure from intrusion, 
+so the officer who guarded the door against the intrusion was called, 
+by analogy, a Tiler.
+
+In modern days the Tiler of a lodge uses his sword only as a symbol 
+of authority.  While all faith and trust in his zeal is entertained 
+by the Master and the Brethren, it is usual to make sure by a 
+ceremony familiar to all Masons that no profane, cowan, or 
+eavesdropper, Apprentice, or Fellowcraft has entered the lodge room 
+of Master Masons prior to opening.
+
+So ancient is the office, and so important the functions, that Mackey 
+says that the Eleventh of his Twenty-Five Landmarks is "The Necessity 
+that every lodge when congregated shall be duly tiled."
+But of what avail is it to tile a lodge meeting, if individual 
+brethren do not "bear in remembrance those truly Masonic virtues, 
+silence and circumspection;" if we fail to heed the charge and do 
+suffer our zeal to leads us into argument with the profane, regarding 
+Masonic matters?
+
+Unless all of understand and abide by the need for us to tile our own 
+words and actions, our portals might as well be in charge of a door 
+keeper who would admit on the production of a printed ticket!
+In the profane world (the word is used in its ancient sense of 
+meaning "without the doors of the Temple") considerable curiosity 
+exists regarding the Masonic Fraternity.  The inescapable newspaper 
+reporter, with his accounts of Masonic meetings, does not lessen it.  
+Public appearances of Masons naturally arouse curiosity; spectators 
+are interested when the Grand Lodge, in silk hats and frock coats, 
+embroidered Aprons and with solemn and ancient ceremony, lays the 
+cornerstone of a church, or when a private lodge, attired in white 
+Aprons and Gloves, conducts an impressive funeral, with customs quite 
+different from those of the usual religious service.
+
+Masonry has given to the language certain phrases used by the entire 
+English speaking world.  The "Third Degree" of the police is a 
+perversion of a Masonic matter; so is the "goat" of the familiar 
+joke.  "He's on the level" - "He's on the square" are commonplaces.
+Naturally the public begins to ask questions.  What is Masonry?  Who 
+may be Masons?  Why can't women be Masons?  What do Masons do?  Why 
+do you wear those funny little aprons?
+The Mason who is his own Tiler is "ever watchful and guarded" in what 
+he answers.
+
+To satisfy a legitimate curiosity about Freemasonry there is much 
+information which a brother may conscientiously give.  A sincere 
+desire to learn something of the Fraternity, on the part of a man who 
+is considering making an application, is an evidence of 
+thoughtfulness.  He is entitled to a serious and thoughtful answer to 
+all proper questions.  Much information regarding Masonry is printed; 
+its history, its government, its extent, its public appearances - 
+such matters are no more "secret" than a  Masonic Temple is secret.
+Few Masons, not even the careless and indifferent, will disclose the 
+esoteric work of the degrees; the modes of recognition, the words or 
+our methods of teaching.  It is not the disclosure of these that we 
+who would tile our hearts and lips must fear.
+
+But in between lies a vast body of knowledge and information which 
+are borderland to both the exoteric and esoteric.  Here the 
+indifferent, the careless, the uninstructed and the ignorant can - 
+and sometimes do - work an injury to the Fraternity.
+A Mason comes home from lodge and remarks to his wife - "Joe Smith 
+has applied to the lodge.  I'm glad old Joe is coming in!"
+Friend wife thinks nothing of it.  Apparently it is a harmless 
+statement.
+
+"But suppose Joe Smith is blackballed!"
+"By the way," remarks Mrs. Mason, after a few months. 
+"Why don't you call for Joe Smith when you go to lodge tonight?"
+What is the Mason going to say?  What can he say?  And so Mrs. Mason 
+learns - and with the utmost innocence may tell - that Joe Smith 
+applied for the degrees of Freemasonry and was rejected.
+
+If Joe Smith wants to make the matter public, that's his business.  
+But as a man may be rejected for the degrees for many reasons; and, 
+while the public thinks only that the rejection means unfitness it's 
+unfair for the lodge, or for any individual member of the lodge, to 
+make the matter known. 	
+
+This is offered merely as one small instance of the harm that may be 
+done by a Mason who is not his own Tiler.  A thousand others will 
+occur to the thoughtful.  Particularly should we Tile our lips in 
+communities so small that a lodge meeting assumes almost the 
+importance of a Public Event.  As a general rule, we are well advised 
+if we do not talk of anything which occurs in a lodge -  even such 
+matters as are harmless -  with those who are not of the Fraternity, 
+since such conversations give rise to questions, and questions lead 
+to answers.
+
+Freemasonry works her gentle miracles in men's hearts in a way which 
+no profane can understand.  Her reputation among the general public 
+is that of silence, secrecy, good works, unselfish doing of good, 
+failure to advertise and to seek publicity.  These facts in the jewel 
+of her reputation are the working tools of the Craft among the 
+profane.  Every inadvertence which breaks down any one of them, 
+injures the Fraternity in the public eye and thus her ability to do 
+good.  Every airing of scandals, every dragging of lodge politics - 
+hateful words! - into community talk, every disclosure of charity, 
+even when dictated by pride, is, in the long run, injurious to the 
+Fraternity.
+
+Many good men and true seek to "improve" Masonry.  
+Modern conditions do demand ideas; our brethren of two hundred years 
+ago, for instance, never hard of a Masonic Home.  Many "improvements" 
+are wholly exoteric, and necessary.  Others, so-called, attempt to 
+change the "Ancient Usages and Customs," destroy some of the 
+Landmarks and nullify some of the Old Charges.  The Freemason who is 
+his own Tiler will set his face steadfastly against all such efforts.
+As one bad egg will spoil an omelet, so the unfit candidate, 
+admitted, does more harm to the lodge, and thus to the Fraternity, 
+than ten good men and true can do good.  The well Tiled Mason will be 
+very careful in the petitions he brings into the lodge.  It is not 
+enough to say" "Oh, Jim's a good fellow."  Jim must be more than a 
+"good fellow" to be a real Mason.  It is for us to see that we Tile 
+the petitions we sign with truly Masonic "circumspection."
+
+Finally - and perhaps most important of all personal duties we 
+perform as Tiler - let us see to it that we do not ourselves bring 
+anything into the lodge but brotherly love.  Let us be "ever watchful 
+and guarded" that, in the language of the Old Charges, we bring  "no 
+private piques or quarrels" within the tiled door.  Not only with our 
+lips but truly, let us meet on the level and part upon the square.  
+Let us each so act in the lodge, as a brother, and out in the world, 
+as a member of the Ancient Craft, that our brethren within, and our 
+friends at large without, can be proud of what Masonry means.
+For only by so tiling ourselves can we insure that, that with which 
+we are so solemnly charged as Entered Apprentices will endure; "that 
+the honor, glory and reputation of the Institution may be firmly 
+established and maintained; and, the world at large convinced of its 
+good effects."
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII November 1929,   No.11
+THE BLACK CUBE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+"A WHITE ball elects, a black cube (or ball) rejects."
+This, or some similar statement, is usually made at a lodge prior to 
+voting on the application of one who would be an initiate of 
+Freemasonry.
+
+In all Jurisdictions in the United States, the ballot on an applicant 
+is taken secretly—that is, with no brother knowing how another may 
+vote. In most Jurisdictions it is an infraction of Masonic law—in all 
+it is a serious infraction of Masonic ethics—to endeavor to ascertain 
+how another brother will vote, or has voted on an applicant or to 
+disclose how he voted or will vote.
+
+The "secrecy of the ballot" and the universal (in this country) 
+requirements that a ballot be unanimous to elect are two of the 
+greatest bulwarks of the Fraternity. Occasionally both the secrecy 
+and the unanimity may seem to work a hardship on a man apparently 
+worthy of being taken by the hand as a brother; but no human 
+institution is perfect, and no human being acts always according to 
+the best that is in him. The occasional failure of the system to work 
+complete justice may be laid to the individuals using it and not to 
+the Fraternity.
+
+"Harmony being the strength and support of all well regulated 
+institutions, especially this of ours." This phrase, or one similar, 
+is familiar to all Masons. Harmony—oneness of mind, effort, ideas and 
+ideals—is one of the foundations of Freemasonry.  Anything which 
+interferes with Harmony by so much hurts the Institution. Therefore 
+it is essential that lodges have a harmonious membership; that no man 
+be admitted to the Masonic home of any brother against his will. For 
+this reason it is required that the names of applicants to a lodge be 
+set before the entire membership, prior to a vote, that all may know 
+that John Smith is to be balloted upon; that any who think him unfit 
+timber for the lodge, or who have personal objections to entering 
+into the sacred relation of brotherhood with him, may have the 
+opportunity to say "No." 
+
+The power thus put in the hands of the individual Master Mason is 
+very great. No officer, not even the Grand Master, may inquire how we 
+vote, or why  we voted as we did. No Grand Master has the power to 
+set aside the black cube we cast. If in the ballot box is a black 
+cube, the applicant is rejected. (In many Jurisdictions a single 
+black cube in the ballot box requires the ballot to be taken again, 
+immediately, to avoid the possibility of a mistake. If the black cube 
+reappears the second time, the applicant is rejected.)
+
+This rejection of an application does more than merely prevent the 
+applicant from being given the degrees. It creates over the 
+petitioner a lodge jurisdiction. He may not apply to another lodge 
+for the degrees refused him by this one, without first securing from 
+that lodge a waiver of jurisdiction. He may not again apply even to 
+the lodge which rejected him until after a certain statutory period—
+usually six months. When his application is again received and 
+brought up for ballot, the fact that he previously applied and was 
+rejected is stated to the lodge.
+
+In other words, the casting of a black cube not only rejects for the 
+degrees, but puts a certain disability upon the applicant which he is 
+powerless to remove.
+
+The brother who casts a ballot, then, upon an applicant, wields a 
+tremendous power. Like most powers, it can be used well or ill. It 
+may work harm, or good, not only upon him upon whom it is used, but 
+to him who uses it. Unlike many great powers put into the hands of 
+men, however, this one is not subject to review or control by any 
+human agency. No king, prince, potentate; no law, custom or 
+regulation; no Masonic brother or officer, can interfere with the 
+individual's use of his power.
+
+For no one knows who uses the black cube. No one knows why one is 
+cast. The individual brother and his God alone know.  The very 
+absence of any responsibility to man or authority is one of the 
+reasons why the power should be used with intelligence, and only 
+when, after solemn self-inquiry, the reason behind its use is found 
+to be Masonic.
+
+Any one can think of a hundred reasons why black cubes are cast.  Our 
+neighbor applies for the degrees. Outwardly he is an honest man of 
+good character, bearing a good reputation. However, we have heard him 
+quarreling violently with his wife. We are morally sure that he 
+struck her. We can't prove it; the poor woman never said anything 
+about it; she suffered the blow in silence rather than endure the 
+greater agony of publicity. It is not for us to have him arrested as 
+a wife beater if his wife can stand him! But we don't want a coward, 
+a bully in our lodge! Naturally—and most brethren will say properly—
+we cast the black cube.
+
+Our office associate wants to be a Mason. He applies to our lodge.  
+As far as the investigating committee can ascertain he is a good man, 
+honest, pays his debts, is a church member, a hard worker. But we 
+have heard him repeat, to us and to others, matters which we know 
+were given to him in confidence. We have learned to distrust his 
+discretion. We don't believe that a promise means much to him.  It 
+may be, of course, that a Masonic obligation would be kept. But we 
+are not sure. Naturally, we vote against him.
+
+Some men otherwise "good and true" are ill-natured, violent tempered, 
+disagreeable. To admit them to our lodge might destroy its harmony of 
+spirit. Others are vain and boastful, self-seeking, apt to bend every 
+agency in which they come in contact to their own ends. We do not 
+believe such a man will be an asset to our lodge.  We keep him out.
+A certain man IS our personal enemy. The quarrel between us may have 
+nothing to do with right and wrong; it may be the result merely of a 
+life time of antagonism. He applies to our lodge. Our lodge is our 
+Masonic home. We would not want this man in our family home; we do 
+not think we will be happy with him in our Masonic home. It is our 
+privilege to keep him out.
+
+These, and a thousand other good reasons, are all proper ones for the 
+casting of a black cube. If the lodge might suffer, if we might 
+suffer, if we know that our absent brother would suffer from the 
+applicant being elected, we have the best of reasons for seeing that 
+he is rejected. Such use of our power is proper, Masonic, ethical, 
+wise, just.
+
+But there is another side of the shield. Unfortunately, no hard and 
+fast rule can be laid down. There is no way to explain "this is a 
+good reason, but that is not a good reason" for casting a black cube. 
+Each of us has to judge the reason for himself. Yet some suggestions 
+may be given.
+
+We know a man we dislike. He has different ideas from ours. He 
+belongs to a different "set." He is not the type we admire. Our 
+dislike does not amount to hatred, nor is it predicated upon any evil 
+in the man's character. He and we are antipathetic; we rub each other 
+the wrong way. When he applies to our lodge we must decide this 
+question: will the unpleasantness to us, in having him as a member, 
+be greater than the good to him which may come from his reception of 
+the Masonic teachings? Are we sure that we cannot accept him as a 
+brother merely because we "have never liked him?"
+
+We all know cases like this; the president of the bank turns down 
+Johnson's application for a second mortgage. Johnson makes the matter 
+personal. He "has it in" for the president. The president applies for 
+the degrees. Some one casts a black cube. It may, and may not, be 
+Johnson. We don't know. But perhaps, later, we hear Johnson's boast 
+"I got even with the son-of-a-gun who turned down my loan !" He 
+doesn't say how he "got even," of course. But we are pretty sure we 
+know.
+
+Such a use of the black cube is, of course, utterly un-masonic. It is 
+a misuse of a great power. As well turn down the minister of the 
+Baptist church because he doesn't agree with our minister, who is a 
+Methodist! As well turn down the automobile dealer because he refused 
+to give us a larger allowance on our old car! Turning the Masonic 
+black cube into a secret dagger for personal revenge is indefensible.
+Freemasonry works some curious miracles. A self-made man applied five 
+times for the degrees in a certain lodge. The man was rather 
+ignorant, yet a commercial success. He had, literally, raised himself 
+by his bootstraps from the poverty of the streets to a business 
+position of some prominence. Yet he was rather raw, rough add ready, 
+even uncouth. No shadow of personal unworthiness rested upon him; he 
+was honest, upright, a good citizen.  In this lodge a certain Past 
+Master—as was discovered in after years—voted four times against this 
+applicant. The Past Master left the city. On the fifth application 
+the petitioner was elected.  Something in Masonry took hold of his 
+heart; through Masonry he was led to acquire some of the education he 
+lacked; through Masonry he was led into the church. In time he made 
+such a reputation for himself as a Mason that he was put in line, and 
+finally achieved the solemn distinction of being made Master of his 
+lodge. He is still regarded as one of the best, most constructive and 
+ablest Masters that lodge has ever had.
+
+In the course of ten or twelve years the absent Past Master returned. 
+In the light of history, he confessed (which strictly speaking he 
+should not have done!) that it was he who had kept this man out for 
+what he really believed were good reasons; he thought the "rough 
+neck" would detract from the dignity and honor of the Fraternity. Yet 
+this same "rough neck," through Masonry, became educated, a good 
+churchman, a fine Mason and an excellent officer.
+
+Had the Past Master whose black cube were cast with honest intention 
+to benefit the Fraternity not left town, the blessings of Masonry 
+might forever have been denied a heart ready to receive them, and 
+society, lodge and church been prevented from having the services of 
+a man who gave largely of himself to all three.
+
+The black cube is the great protection of the Fraternity; it permits 
+the brother who does not desire to make public his secret knowledge 
+to use that knowledge for the benefit of the Craft. It gives to all 
+members the right to say who shall not become members of their lodge 
+family. But at the same time it puts to the test the Masonic heart, 
+and the personal honesty of every brother who deliberates on its use. 
+The black cube is a thorough test of our understanding of the Masonic 
+teaching of the cardinal virtue Justice, which "enables us to render 
+to every man his just due without distinction." We are taught of 
+justice that "it should be the invariable practice of every Mason, 
+never to deviate from the minutest principles thereof."
+
+Justice to the lodge requires us to cast the black cube on an 
+applicant we believe to be unfit.
+
+Justice to ourselves requires that we cast the black cube on the 
+application of the man we believe would destroy the harmony of our 
+lodge.
+
+Justice to the applicant—we are taught to render justice to every 
+man, not merely to Masons—requires that no black cube be cast for 
+little reasons, small reasons, mean reasons.
+
+And justice to justice requires that we think carefully, deliberate 
+slowly, and act cautiously. No man will know what we do; no eye will 
+see, save that All Seeing Eye which pervades the innermost recesses 
+of our hearts, and will, so we are taught, reward us according to our 
+merits.
+
+Shakespeare said, "O, it is excellent to have a giant's strength, but 
+it is tyrannous to use it like a giant!"
+
+The black cube is a giant's strength to protect Freemasonry. Used 
+thoughtlessly, carelessly, without Masonic reason, it crushes not 
+only him at whom it is aimed but him who casts it.
+A well used black cube goes into the ballot.
+Ill used, it drops into the heart and blackens it.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VII   December, 1929   No.12
+
+THE LAWS OF MASONRY
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Every Master Mason is obliged to abide by the laws, regulations and 
+edicts of his Grand Lodge; the by-laws of the particular lodge of 
+which he is a member, and to maintain and support the Landmarks and 
+"Ancient Usages and Customs of the Fraternity."
+
+It is impossible to abide by any laws if we do not know what they 
+are.  The American automobile driver who attempts to negotiate a 
+London street without knowing the peculiarities of English law will 
+be arrested in the first block; he must there drive on the left and 
+pass on the right; not drive on the right and pass on the left, as in 
+this country.
+
+The laws of Masonry, like the laws of nations, are both the unwritten 
+- "Common Law" - and written.  The written laws, based  on the 
+"General Regulations" and the "Old Charges," are the Constitution and 
+By-Laws of his own Grand Lodge, its resolutions and edicts; and the 
+By-Laws of his particular lodge.  The Ancient Landmarks are written 
+in some Jurisdictions; in others they are a part of unwritten law.
+
+In a foreign Jurisdiction, a Mason is amenable to its laws, as well 
+as those of his own Jurisdiction.  In this duality of allegiance 
+Masonry follows civil law; thus, am American residing abroad is 
+amenable to the laws of the nation in which he lives, but is also 
+expected to obey the laws of his own nation; for instance, an 
+American residing abroad is not exempt from the United States income 
+tax laws.  Neither is a Mason from California exempt form the laws of 
+the Grand Lodge of that State, merely because he happens to be 
+sojourning in Maine, or some foreign country.
+
+The "General Regulations" as set forth in "Anderson's Constitutions 
+of 1723" have a curious history, into which it is not necessary to go 
+here; suffice it that they were adopted shortly after the formation 
+in 1717 of the First or Mother Grand Lodge in England.  The work was 
+first published under the date of 1723.  Unquestionably it embodied 
+the laws of Masonry as they were known to the members of the four 
+lodges which formed the first Grand Lodge, and hence have the 
+respectability of an antiquity much greater than their printed life 
+of two hundred and six years (in 1929).
+
+In general, it may be said that the "Old Charges" are concerned with 
+the individual brother, and his relations to his lodge and his 
+brethren; the General Regulations with the conduct of the Craft as a 
+whole.  The General Regulations permit their own alteration by Grand 
+Lodge - the Old Charges do not!
+
+The Old Charges very evidently deal with both the operative and 
+speculative sides of Masonry; some of the phrases are concerned with 
+"The Lord's Work."  The context shows that it is not the Lord God who 
+is here meant, but the particular nobleman for whom building 
+construction is undertaken
+
+Law in Masonry is so much more a matter of the heart than of the 
+head, so much more concerned with setting forth conduct than in 
+assessing penalties, that, to thoroughly comprehend it, we must be 
+willing to revise our ideas of law, as we understand the enactments 
+of legislatures.
+
+many civil laws are provided with measures of enforcement and 
+penalties for infringement.  Masonic law knows but four penalties; 
+reprimand, definite suspension, indefinite suspension and expulsion 
+or Masonic Death.  These Masonic penalties for serious infractions of 
+Masonic Law may be ordered after a Masonic trial, and a verdict of 
+guilty; but the punishment is usually made to fit the crime, and 
+mercy is much more a part of Masonic than civil law.  Infractions of 
+Masonic Law resulting in trial and punishment are rare, compared to 
+the number of Masons, the vast majority of whom are so willing and 
+anxious to obey the laws that "enforcement" is seldom required.
+There is no universality in Masonic law in all Jurisdictions.  
+
+Different latitudes. different characters of people, different ideas 
+have all left their marks upon our forty-nine Grand Lodges and their 
+enactments.  In the majority of essentials, they are one; in some 
+particulars, they hold divergent views.  A very large majority of 
+Grand Lodges in the United States adhere to the spirit of the "Old 
+Charges," and - so far as modern conditions permit - to the sense of 
+the "General Regulations."
+
+It is, therefore, of real importance that Masons desiring to 
+understand the law by which the Craft is governed, and the legal 
+standards by which Grand Lodge measures its "laws, resolutions and 
+edicts;" should read both the "Old Charges" and the "General 
+Regulations of 1723."  When he reaches the last (thirty-ninth) of the 
+"General Regulations," he will read:  "Every Annual Grand Lodge has 
+an inherent Power and Authority to make new Regulations, or to alter 
+these, for the real benefit of this Ancient Fraternity; provided 
+always that the Old Landmarks be carefully preserved," etc.
+
+The "Old Landmarks" or the "Ancient Landmarks" as we customarily call 
+them, are thus stated to be the foundations of the law of Masonry 
+which are not subject to change.  Had the Grand Lodge which first 
+adopted these "General Regulations" formulated the "Ancient 
+Landmarks" it would have saved much trouble and confusion for those 
+newer Grand Lodges which came after.  Apparently, however, the 
+unwritten law of Masonry - the common law - was so well understood 
+and practiced then that it was not thought necessary to codify it.
+There is still a great body of unwritten law which Masons customarily 
+observe - our "ancient usages and customs" - which are not specified 
+in print now, any more than they were then.  But the Landmarks have 
+been reduced in print and made a part of the written law in many 
+Jurisdictions.  Mackey's list of twenty-five Landmarks (thirty-nine 
+in Nevada) has been adopted as official in many American Masonic 
+Jurisdictions; others have condensed his list into a lesser number, 
+still keeping all his points; a few Jurisdictions have a greater 
+number, including some not specified on Mackey's list.  Those 
+Jurisdictions which do not include a printed list of the ancient 
+Landmarks in their written law, usually follow and practice them as a 
+part of their unwritten law.  In a few instances, some of the 
+Landmarks as listed by Mackey are not recognized as such; for 
+instance, Mackey's Eighth Landmark, the inherent right of a Grand 
+Master to "make Masons at sight" was specifically abrogated by an 
+early Grand Lodge in California. In general, however, whether written 
+or unwritten, Grand Lodges adhere to the spirit of all of Mackey's 
+list!
+
+The Landmarks may be regarded as bearing the same relation to Masonic 
+law in general, including the "Old Charges" and the "General 
+Regulations," as the provisions of the Magna Charta bear to modern 
+constitutional law.  Just as the Magna Charta specified some of the 
+inherent rights of men which all laws of all governments should 
+consider and respect, so the Landmarks crystallize in words the 
+inherent characteristics of Masonry - those fundamentals which make 
+Freemasonry, and without which it would be something else.
+
+Mackeys' explanations of several of the Landmarks are too long for 
+inclusion here, but his twenty-five statements are short and are 
+herewith printed.  His list is chosen to appear here because it is 
+the most universally used.  Juris-dictions which have lesser, or a 
+greater number, with very few exceptions, include all of Mackey's 
+points.
+
+Mackey states that the Landmarks are:
+1.	The modes of recognition.
+2.	The division of Symbolic Masonry into three degrees.
+3.	The legend of the Third Degree.
+4.	The government of the Fraternity by a Grand Master.
+5.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to preside over every 
+assembly of the Craft.
+6.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to grant dispensations for 
+the conferring of degrees at irregular intervals.
+7.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to give dispensations for 
+opening and holding lodges.
+8.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to make Masons at sight.
+9.	The necessity for Masons to congregate in lodges.
+10.	The government of the Craft when congregated in a lodge, by a 
+Master Mason and two Wardens.
+11.	The necessity that every lodge, when congregated, should be 
+duly tiled (tyled).
+12.	The right of every Mason to be represented in all general 
+meetings of the Craft.
+13.	The right of every Mason to appeal from his brethren in lodge 
+convened, to the Grand Master.
+14.	The right of every Mason to visit and sit in every regular 
+lodge.
+15.	That no visitor, unknown to the brethren present, or some one 
+of them, as a Mason, can enter a lodge without first passing an 
+examination according to ancient usage.
+16.	No lodge can interfere with the business of another lodge.
+17.	Every Freemason is amenable to the Laws and Regulations of the 
+Masonic Jurisdiction in which he resides.
+18.	A candidate for initiation must be a man, free born, 
+unmutilated and of mature age.
+19.	A belief in the existence of God as the Grand Architect of the 
+Universe.
+20.	Belief in the resurrection to a future life.
+21.	A "Book of the Law" constitutes an indispensable part of the 
+furniture of every lodge.
+22.	The equality of all Masons.
+23.	The secrecy of the institution.
+24.	The foundation of speculative science upon an operative art.
+25.	These Landmarks can never be changed.
+
+With these as a foundation, the "Old Charges" for precedent, the 
+first "General Regulations" for organic law, Grand Lodges write and 
+adopt their Constitutions and by-laws, which are usually subject to 
+approval by the Grand Lodge, a Grand Lodge Committee or the Grand 
+Master,  Grand Masters, "ad interim," formulate and issue edicts and 
+make decisions; often these are later incorporated by the Grand Lodge 
+into the written law of the Jurisdiction.  All of these together, 
+except where they conflict (as some of the early "General 
+Regulations" necessarily conflict with later enactments made to 
+supersede them) form the legal structure of Freemasonry.
+
+Undeniably it is looser than the similar body of law for the 
+government of a nation.  If Masonic Law were interpreted wholly by 
+the letter - as is necessarily the case of civil law - the government 
+of the Craft might often be as loose as its statutes.  But as a 
+matter of fact, the Craft is well governed.  Its "Ancient Usages and 
+Customs" so soon win their way into the hearts of new brethren that 
+there is a great resistance to any attempt to change the old order, 
+unless necessity shows that it is inescapable.  Masons much prefer to 
+whisper good counsel to an erring brother, rather than subject him to 
+Masonic trial, whenever the gentler method can be made effective.
+The Fraternity in this nation deals, yearly, with very large sums of 
+money.  The Craft erects and maintains numbers of expensive Temples, 
+and Homes for the helpless Mason and his dependents.  The Institution 
+disburses a very large amount in charity.  The vast majority of its 
+executives and officers serve long and arduous apprenticeships, 
+giving their services for love, not money.  These very practical 
+matters are all conducted in accord with a more or less loosely woven 
+body of law - and yet the Fraternity as a whole can take great pride 
+in the undoubted fact that it is orderly, well governed, almost 
+completely law abiding and very reluctant to make any more new laws 
+for itself than are absolutely necessary.
+
+The reason, of course, is found in the answer to the classic 
+question:  "Where were you first prepared to be made a Mason?"
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   January, 1930   No.1
+
+THE SWORD IN THE CRAFT
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Before the door of all lodges stands a Tiler (Tyler) “with a drawn 
+sword in his hand.”
+Customarily it is a straight blade; such a shining shaft of steel as 
+was carried by Knights of olden times.  According to Mackey it should 
+have a snake-like shape.  Formerly such swords were the badge of 
+office of the Tiler, so made in allusion to the “Flaming Sword which 
+was placed at the East of the Garden of Eden which turned every way 
+to keep the way of the tree of life.”
+Properly no Tiler’s sword is ever carried in a scabbard; it’s 
+symbolism requires it to be ever ready at hand to “keep off cowans 
+and eavesdroppers.”
+Our lectures refer to the sword but twice; we are taught of “the Book 
+of Constitutions Guarded by the Tiler’s Sword,” and we learn also of 
+the “Sword Pointing to a Naked Heart.”
+“The Book of Constitutions, Guarded by the Tiler’s Sword,” is a 
+comparatively modern symbol; its introduction has been traced to 
+Webb, about 1800.  Its symbolism is rather obscure, the more so that 
+it seems so obvious.
+We are told that it “Admonishes us to be ever watchful and guarded in 
+our words and actions, particularly before the enemies of Masonry, 
+ever bearing in remembrance those truly Masonic virtues, silence and 
+circumspection.”  But the Book of Constitutions is not, in any sense 
+of the word, a secret work.  It was first ordered printed by the 
+Mother Grand Lodge, and a few original copies as well as uncounted 
+reprints of the Old Charges and the General Regulations of 1723 are 
+in existence, to be seen by Mason and profane alike.
+Obviously, then, it is not the secrecy of the Book of Constitutions 
+which the Tiler’s sword guards; neither silence nor circumspection 
+regarding that particular Masonic volume is necessary.
+Some have read into Webb’s symbol the thought that it was intended to 
+express the guardianship of civil liberties (a constitutional 
+government) by the Masonic Fraternity, but this seems rather far 
+fetched.  It is a principle of science never to formulate a difficult 
+hypothesis when a simple one explains the facts.  Surely it is easier 
+to think that the Tiler’s sword admonishes us to brook no changes in 
+our Ancient Landmarks, to be guarded lest our words and actions bring 
+the foundation book of Masonic law into disrepute before the enemies 
+of Masonry, applying the Book of Constitutions as well as to the 
+secrets of Freemasonry “those truly Masonic virtues, silence and 
+circumspection.
+“The sword pointing to the naked heart” is a symbolical adaptation of 
+an old ceremony not peculiar to Masonry, but used by many orders and 
+secret societies, in which the initiate taking his vows is surrounded 
+by swords with their points resting against his body, ready to pierce 
+him upon the instant if he refuses obedience.  The sword is so used 
+at the present time in some of the “higher Degrees” of freemasonry 
+and contemporary engravings of the eighteenth century show swords 
+were once used in some English and many Continental lodges.  How this 
+comparatively modern symbol became associated with the “All-Seeing 
+Eye” - which is one of the most ancient symbols know to man, and 
+borrowed by Freemasonry from ancient Egyptian ceremonies - is too 
+long and difficult a study for any but the Masonic student with 
+plenty of time and Masonic sources at hand.
+The sword appears in the Grand Lodge as the implement of the Grand 
+Sword Bearer, an officer found in most, if not all Grand Lodges.  It 
+comes, undoubtedly from the ancient “Sword of State,” which seems to 
+have begun in Rome when the lictor carried - as a symbol of authority 
+and power to punish the evil doer - his bundle of rods with an axe 
+inserted.  In the middle ages the rods and axe metamorphosed into the 
+naked sword, carried in ceremonial processions before the sovereign 
+as a symbol of his authority and his power over life and death; and 
+his dispensation of swift justice.  The custom in England was known 
+at least as early as 1236 when a pointless sword (emblematical of 
+mercy) was carried at the coronation of Henry III.
+The second edition of Anderson’s Constitutions sets forth, that in 
+1731 the Grand Master, the Duke of Norfolk, presented to the Grand 
+Lodge of England “The Old Trusty Sword of Gustavus Adolphus, King of 
+Sweden, that was worn next by his successor in war, the brave 
+Bernard, Duke of Saxe-Weimar, with both their names on the blade, 
+which the Grand Master had ordered Brother George Moody (The King’s 
+sword cutler) to adorn richly with the arms of Norfolk in silver on 
+the scabbard, in order to be the Grand Master’s sword of state in the 
+future.”
+Brother Moody was later appointed Grand Sword Bearer, so the office 
+has the respectability of an antiquity almost coincident with the 
+formation of the Mother Grand Lodge.
+The idea the Grand Sword Bearer carries his implement to protect the 
+Grand Master from enemies seems entirely fanciful; the sword is 
+merely the emblem of his power, the evidence that he is supreme 
+within the Masonic state over which he rules.
+Early prints of lodge meetings on the Continent show the sword in use 
+in the ceremonies; in this country the sword was never brought into 
+the lodge room even during that era when a sword was as much a 
+necessary article of a gentleman’s dress as shoes or gloves.  It was 
+then deemed, as now, incompatible with that “Meeting Upon the Level” 
+which is so integral a part of all lodge communications; the sword, 
+either as a weapon, which made its possessor stronger than he who was 
+unarmed, or as a badge of rank or distinction; was held to have no 
+place in the lodge.  From this development the almost universal 
+custom of the Tiler requesting all military men in uniform to leave 
+their swords without the lodge before entering.
+This rule, or custom, comparatively little known in this country 
+because few military men in times of peace go to lodge in full 
+uniform, was often broken during the recent war when soldiers clanked 
+up and down lodge rooms with the arms of their profession at their 
+sides.  But it is as Masonically inconsistent to wear a sword in 
+lodge as to appear therein without an Apron.
+It goes without saying that the Tiler’s Sword is wholly symbolic; 
+whether it was always so or not is a matter lost in the mists which 
+shroud ancient history.  In the operative days of Masonry the workmen 
+upon a Cathedral held meetings in the house erected for their 
+convenience - the lodge.  Operative Masons possessed secrets of real 
+value to the craftsmen; the Master knew the geometrical method of 
+“trying the square;” all those who had submitted their Master’s 
+Pieces and satisfied the Master’s of the Craft as to their 
+proficiency received the “Mason’s Word,” which enabled them to 
+satisfy others, in “foreign countries” (which might be the next town 
+as well as the adjacent nation) of their proficiency as builders.  
+When the beginnings of Speculative Masonry made their appearance, 
+they added, those secrets which only Masons possessed. 
+Naturally, many desired to obtain those secrets.  These were divided 
+into two classes; the “eavesdropper,” who listened under the eaves of 
+a building and therefore received the droppings from the roof, and 
+the “cowan,” or, partially instructed Mason.  As early as 1589 (Schaw 
+Manuscript) appears this passage:  “That no Master or Fellow of the 
+Craft shall receive any cowans to work in his society or company. nor 
+send none of his servants to work with cowans.”
+Mackey traces the word to Scotland.  In Scott’s Rob Roy, Allan 
+Inverach says:  “She does not value a Cawmil mair as a cowan.”
+Scottish usage of “cowan,’ a term of contempt, an uninstructed Mason; 
+a Mason who builds dry walls, without mortar, a “dry-diker.”  But 
+there are other possible derivations of the word; for instance, it 
+may have come from an old Swedish word “kujon” meaning a silly 
+fellow, or the French, “conyon,” meaning a coward, a base man.
+The Tiler of the operative lodge may well have been armed with a 
+sword for actual defense of himself, or the lodge in which his 
+fellows were meeting, from the encroachment of the cowans who wanted 
+the word and the secret of the square without the necessity of 
+serving a long period as an apprentice and of laboring to produce a 
+satisfactory Master’s Piece.
+The modern tiler keeps off the cowan and eavesdropper by the simple 
+process of refusing to admit those he does not know; if they still 
+desire to enter the tiled door, they must either be vouched form or 
+request a committee.  The Tiler’s sword is but the emblem of his 
+authority, as the Gavel is the symbol of that possessed by the 
+Master.
+Occasionally a lodge member is a little hurt, perhaps offended, if 
+the Tiler does not know him and demands that some one vouch for him 
+before he is permitted to enter.
+“Why, I’ve been a member of this lodge for fifteen years!” he may 
+say.  “Here’s my good standing card.  You ought to know me!”
+It is possible that the Tiler “ought to know him.”  But Tilers - even 
+the very best and most experienced Tilers - are just human beings 
+with all the faults of memory which beset us all.  Many of us are 
+sure that we know a face and are yet unable to say that we have seen 
+it in a lodge.  How much more true this may be of the Tiler, who must 
+see and memorize so many faces!
+To be offended or hurt because a Tiler does his duty is merely to 
+say, in effect, “Id rather you didn’t do what you are supposed to 
+than hurt my vanity by failing to remember me!”
+Not very long ago a Grand Master paid a surprise visit, all 
+unaccompanied, to a small lodge.  Their Tiler did not know him.  The 
+Master, sent for, to vouch for the distinguished visitor, was highly 
+mortified and said so in lodge.  The Grand Master stopped him.  “You 
+must not be mortified, my brother,” he said.  “You are to be 
+congratulated on having a Tiler who knows his duty and does it so 
+well.  I commend him to the brethren.”
+All of which was a graceful little speech, which carried a wholesome 
+lesson on the reality of the authority and the duty represented by 
+the shining blade which no Tiler is supposed to put down while on 
+duty.
+No symbol in all Freemasonry but is less than the idea symbolized.  
+The Volume of the Sacred Law, the letter “G,” the Square, the 
+Compasses; all symbolize ideas infinitely great than paper and ink, a 
+letter formed of electric lights, or carved from wood, a working tool 
+of metal.  Consequently the Tiler’s sword (like the sword of state of 
+the Grand Sword Bearer) has a much greater significance, not only to 
+the Tiler but to all Masons, than its use as a tool of defense 
+against an invasion of privacy.
+As not all cowans which may beset a lodge come through the Tiler’s 
+door, every Master Mason should be, to some extent, a Tiler of his 
+lodge and wear a symbolic Tiler’s Sword when on the important task 
+assigned to the committee on petitions.
+Some “cowans” slip through the West Gate, are duly and truly 
+prepared,  properly initiated, passed and raised; yet, never become 
+real Master Masons.  This happens when members of the committee have 
+not heeded the symbolism of the Tiler’s sword.  All of us know of 
+some members who might better have been left among the profane.  They 
+represent the mistaken judgment, first of the committee, then the 
+lodge.  Had all used their symbolic Tiler’s sword - made as accurate 
+an investigation of the petitioner as the Tiler makes of the would-be 
+entrant through his door - these real “cowans” would not be a drag 
+upon the lodge and the Fraternity.
+The “eavesdropper” from without is longer feared.  Our lodge rooms 
+are seldom so built that any one may listen to what goes on within.  
+The real “eavesdropper” is the innocent profane who is told more than 
+he should hear, by the too enthusiastic Mason.  In the monitorial 
+charge to the entered Apprentice we hear: “Neither are you to suffer 
+your zeal for the institution to lead you into argument with those 
+who, through ignorance, may ridicule it.”  The admonition of the 
+emblem of the “Book of Constitutions Guarded by the Tiler’s Sword” 
+applies here - we must “be ever watchful and guarded of our words and 
+actions, particularly before the enemies of Masonry.”  
+Constructively, if not actively, every profane who learns more than 
+he should of esoteric Masonic work is a possible enemy.
+Let us all wear a Tiler’s sword in our hearts; let us set the zeal of 
+silence and circumspection upon our tongues; let us guard the West 
+Gate from the cowan as loyally as the Tiler guards his door.	
+Only by doing so may the integrity of our beloved Order be preserved, 
+and “the honor, glory and reputation of the Fraternity may be firmly 
+established and the world at large convinced of its good effects.”
+For only by such use of the sword do we carry out its Masonic 
+symbolism.  To Masonry the sword is an emblem of power and authority, 
+never of blood or wounds or battle or death.  Only when thought of in 
+this way is it consistent with the rest of the symbols of our gentle 
+Craft and wins obedience to the mandates of the Tiler by brotherly 
+love, an infinitely stronger power than strength of arm, point of 
+weapon or bright and glittering steel!
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   February, 1930   No.2
+
+THE VISITING BROTHER
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The Lodge of Antiquity (England) possesses an old Masonic document 
+written during the reign of James II between 1685 and 1688; in it 
+appears the following:
+“that every Mason receive and cherish strange fellows, when they come 
+over the country, and set the mon work, if they will work, as the 
+manner is; that is to say, if the mason have any mould stone in his 
+place, he shall give him a mould stone, and set him on work; and if 
+he have none, the    Mason shall refresh him with money unto the next 
+lodge.”
+In the Constitution of the Grand Lodge of England it is set forth 
+that:
+“A Brother, who is not a subscribing member to some lodge, shall not 
+be permitted to visit any lodge in the town or place in which he 
+resides, more than once during his secession from the Craft.”  (Which 
+declares, by inference, that Masons who are “subscribing members to 
+some lodge” may visit as often as they wish.)
+Mackey’s Fourteenth Landmark reads as follows:
+“The right of every Masons to visit and sit in every regular Lodge is 
+an unquestionable Landmark of the Order.  This is called the ‘right 
+of visitation.’  This right of visitation has always been recognized 
+as an inherent right, which inures to every Masons as he travels 
+through the world.  And this is because Lodges are just considered as 
+only divisions for convenience of the universal Masonic Family.  This 
+right may, of course, be impaired or forfeited on special occasions 
+by various circumstances; but when admission is refused to a Mason in 
+good standing, who knocks at the door of a lodge as a visitor, it is 
+to be expected that some good and sufficient reason shall be 
+furnished for this violation, of what is in general a Masonic Right, 
+founded on the Landmarks of the Order.”
+Where two rights conflict, the lesser must give way to the greater.  
+This is in accord with human instinct, common sense and a proper 
+social attitude.
+Thus, it is the right of every tax payer and citizen to walk freely 
+upon the streets of his city; he has a vested interest in what is 
+common to all, for the benefit of all, and paid for by all.  But if 
+an emergency arises the police may rope off a street and forbid, 
+temporarily, travel upon it; the immediate right of protection to 
+all, or of expediency for the good of all, is, for the time being 
+greater than the individual right to use the street.
+In a very large degree the Master is the absolute ruler of his lodge.  
+He has the unquestioned power to exclude or admit at his pleasure.  
+Visitors come into his lodge when and only when he orders them 
+admitted; he has the power to exclude a member, or even an officer of 
+his lodge.
+But this great power is hedged about with restrictions; he is 
+responsible to the Grand Lodge; and, “ad interim,” to the Grand 
+Master, for all of his acts.  If he rules arbitrarily, excludes a 
+member or a visitor for an improper reason, or for no reason at all, 
+he can and should be called to account before the supreme Masonic 
+authority.
+A Mason in good standing who desires to visit a lodge other than his 
+own makes his wishes known to the Tiler, who communicates with the 
+Master that a would-be visitor desires admission.  The Master is not 
+compelled to order a committee to examine the would-be visitor; but, 
+if he does not, so it is generally held, he should have good and 
+sufficient reasons for failure to permit the brother to exercise his 
+right of visitation.
+The usual “good and sufficient reason” for refusal to permit a would-
+be visitor to be examined - or, if vouched for, to enter the Tiled 
+door - is that his presence has been objected to by some member 
+present.
+If over ruled by the Master, such an objection might easily destroy 
+the peace and harmony of his lodge.  The member who has a personal 
+quarrel with a would-be visitor - no matter how regrettable is such a 
+state of affairs between Masons - has the greater right in the lodge.  
+The member has the right of membership; the right of voting on all 
+questions; the right to take part in and be a part of the 
+deliberations of his lodge.  The visitor has only the right of 
+visitation in the lodge; even if obtains entry he cannot vote, 
+propose motions or speak on a question without invitation from the 
+Master.
+Having the greater rights in the premises the member of a lodge is to 
+be considered before the would-be visitor; the peace and harmony of 
+the lodge are of more importance than the right of visitation.
+In spite of the Landmark quoted, and the authority of antiquity, not 
+all Grand Jurisdictions are at one on this subject of the right of 
+visitation.  In some Jurisdictions it is held that the lodge, being a 
+little Masonic family of its own, has the right to say who shall and 
+who shall not visit it for any reason or for no reason; that 
+visitation is a courtesy accorded from a host to a guest, not a right 
+possessed by the individual Mason as a small part of a greater whole.
+With this standpoint the majority of Masonic authorities do not agree 
+but as all Grand Lodges are sovereign unto themselves, Jurisdictions 
+which so rule are right within their own borders.
+The question of the regularity of the would-be visitor’s lodge is 
+important in some Jurisdictions, in others it is considered as less 
+vital.  Where clandestine Masonry flourishes or has flourished Grand 
+Jurisdictions usually insist on being satisfied that the applicant 
+comes from a lodge under the obedience of a recognized Grand Lodge.  
+Where clandestine Masonry is but a name the committee may, and often 
+does depend upon a careful examina-tion than a “List of Regular 
+Lodges” to satisfy itself that the visitor is from a “just and 
+legally constituted lodge.”
+Whether a would-be visitor is in good standing is a question easily 
+answered if he possesses a current dues or good standing card.  The 
+majority of American Grand Jurisdictions give such a card on payment 
+of dues and demand its presentation to the committee at the time of 
+examination; but there are exceptions.
+Some Grand Lodges hold that if a would-be visitor’s Tiler’s oath that 
+he has been regularly initiated, passed and raised; does not stand 
+suspended or expelled; knows of no reason why he should not visit his 
+brethren is to be believed, his statement under oath that he is in 
+good standing may also be credited!
+Masonic authorities are almost universally agreed that the 
+unaffiliated Mason has no right of visitation beyond a single visit 
+to a lodge.  The unaffiliated Mason pays nothing towards the upkeep 
+of the Fraternity from whose ministrations he would profit if he were 
+permitted to visit as freely as the affiliated Mason.  But it is 
+recognized that many unaffiliated Masons earnestly seek a new Masonic 
+home in the location in which they have come live; therefore, it is 
+conceded that such demitted members of other lodges have a right to 
+visit at least once, to learn something of the lodge to which they 
+may make application for affiliation.
+A great and important duty involves upon the examination committee to 
+which is intrusted the task of ascertaining if a would-be visitor is 
+a regular Mason and entitled (under the Master’s pleasure) to visit 
+with his brethren.  Committee members are, for the time being, 
+Tilers; their examination should be so conducted that in the event 
+the would-be visitor is a cowan, nothing has been said or done which 
+would give him any information.  On the other hand brotherly courtesy 
+dictates that it be not necessarily long.  That committee of two is 
+well advised to regard the examination as being a ceremony conducted 
+by “Three” brethren to ascertain their mutual brotherhood, rather 
+than an inquisition in which a man must prove himself innocent of the 
+charge of being a cowan. 
+It is better that ninety-nine culprits escape punishment, than, that 
+one innocent man be punished.  Masonically it is better that ninety-
+nine true brethren unable to satisfy a committee and be turned away, 
+than one cowan be admitted to the lodge.  But there is a middle 
+course between asking a Mason who is obviously well instructed and 
+knowledgeable every possible question in all three degrees, and being 
+“satisfied” with the “Tiler’s Oath” and just one or two questions.
+A good committee seeks for the spirit rather than the form.  There is 
+no uniformity in ritual through this nation or the world.  It is not 
+important that the would-be visitor know the exact words of the 
+ritual of the Jurisdiction in which he would visit; it is important 
+that he know the substance of the work as taught in his own 
+Jurisdiction.  If this were not so, no English brother could visit in 
+an American lodge, no American brother could work his way into a 
+Scotch lodge.  In all recognized Jurisdictions the world over the 
+essentials are the same; only words and minor details differ.  Thus, 
+Aprons are worn “as a Master Mason” indifferent ways in several 
+Jurisdictions in the United States, “but in all Jurisdictions a 
+Master Mason wears an Apron!”
+A visitor has the undoubted right (Mackey) to demand to see the 
+Charter or Warrant of the lodge he desires to visit, in order to 
+satisfy himself that it is a “regularly constituted lodge.”  
+Admittedly, such a request is a rare as for a committee to discover a 
+cowan attempting to enter a lodge; but the right is generally 
+conceded by Masonic authority, no matter how seldom it is exercised.
+The visitor to a lodge pays it the highest compliment he can, short 
+of seeking affiliation.  Once admitted his status is that of a 
+brother among brethren, a guest in the home of his host.  Alas, too 
+often the visitor is relegated to the benches and left severely 
+alone.  Too often a Master is “too busy” with his meeting to attend 
+to his duty as a host and the brethren too interested in their own 
+concerns to pay much attention to the visiting brother.
+Careless Masonic hospitality is only less serious than carelessness 
+in the committee.  A stranger in town visits a lodge with the hope of 
+finding friends, companions and brethren; he desires human contacts, 
+to refresh himself at the Altar of Brotherhood, to mingle with his 
+fellows on a level of exact equality.  If he finds them not, he has a 
+right to judge the lodge he visits as lacking in that fine Masonic 
+courtesy than which nothing is more heartening.
+Happy the lodge with ideals of welcoming the visitor.  
+Fortunate the lodge whose Master makes it his business, either 
+personally or through a committee, to say a brotherly word of 
+welcome, to see that the brother is in friendly hands, and make him 
+feel that although far from his habitat yet he is at home.  The fame 
+of such a lodge spreads far!
+In many lodges the Secretary writes a letter to the lodge from which 
+a visitor has come, advising them of his visit; a pretty custom and 
+heartening, especially if the brother who has visited finds it in his 
+heart to tell his own lodge of the pleasant time he had, the 
+brotherly treatment he received, perhaps the homesickness cured by 
+the Fraternal kindliness with which he was greeted.
+Generally the visitor gets a greater reward for the time he has spent 
+than the lodge he visits.  Masons who visit many lodges, especially 
+if in other than their own Jurisdiction, receive a new idea of the 
+breadth of the Order, a new feeling for the underlying principles of 
+the ancient Craft.  If he can express his pleasure in his visit, 
+bring a message from his home lodge to those brethren he visits, they 
+also may gain from the occasion.  In any event the lodge visited has 
+been paid a compliment; the visitor has received trust and faith, 
+regardless of the character of the welcome.
+A Mason who has the opportunity to visit in other lodges may well 
+recall the words of the Great Light upon the Altar, no less true for 
+him that they were said in olden time; “Let us go again and visit our 
+Brethren in every city” (acts 15:36).  Brethren of that lodge which 
+has the privilege of acting as host to him who comes to the Tiler’s 
+door a stranger and enters the lodge as a brother may rejoice in the 
+words:  “Let Brotherly Love continue.  Be not forgetful to entertain 
+strangers, for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.” 
+(Hebrews 14:1, 2.)
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   March, 1930   No.3
+
+SUN, MOON AND STARS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+We have more right to be astonished that the astronomical references 
+are so few, rather than to be surprised that there are so many!
+We are taught that geometry and Masonry were originally synonymous 
+terms and geometry, fifth of the seven liberal arts and sciences, is 
+given more prominence in our Fellowcraft degree than the seventh, 
+astronomy.  Yet the beginnings of astronomy far antedate the earliest 
+geometrician.  Indeed, geometry came into existence to answer the 
+ceaseless questionings of man as to the “why” of celestial phenomena.
+In these modern days it is difficult to visualize the vital 
+importance of the heavens generally, to early man.  We can hardly 
+conceive of their terror of the eclipse and the comet, or sense their 
+veneration for the Sun and his bride, the Moon.  We are too well 
+educated.  We know too much about “the proportions which connect this 
+vast machine.”  The astronomer has pushed back the frontiers of his 
+science beyond the inquiries of most of us; the questions which occur 
+as a result of unaided visual observations have all been answered.  
+We have substituted facts for fancies regarding the sun, the moon, 
+the solar system, the comet and the eclipse.
+Albert Pike, the great Masonic student “who found Masonry in a hovel 
+and left her in a palace” says:
+We cannot, even in the remotest degree, feel, though we may partially 
+and imperfectly imagine, how those great, primitive, simple-hearted 
+children of Nature, felt in regard to the Starry Hosts, there upon 
+the slopes of the Himalayas, on the Chaldean plains, in the Persian 
+and Median deserts, and upon the banks of the great, strange River, 
+the Nile.  To them the universe was alive - instinct with forces and 
+powers, mysterious and beyond their comprehension.  To them it was no 
+machine, no great system of clockwork; but a great live creature, in 
+sympathy with or inimical to man.  To them, all was mystery and a 
+miracle, and the stars flashing overhead spoke to their hearts almost 
+in an audible language.  Jupiter, with its kingly splendors, was the 
+Emperor of the starry legions.  Venus looked lovingly on the earth 
+and blessed it; Mars with his crimson fires threatened war and 
+misfortune; and Saturn, cold and grave, chilled and repelled them.  
+The ever-changing moon, faithful companion of the sun, was a constant 
+miracle and wonder; the Sun himself the visible emblem of the 
+creative and generative power.  To them the earth was a great plain, 
+over which the sun, the moon and the planets revolved, its servants, 
+framed to give it light.  Of the stars, some were beneficent 
+existences that brought with them Spring-time and fruits and flowers 
+- some, faithful, sentinels, advising them of coming inundations, of 
+the season of storm and of deadly winds some heralds of evil, which, 
+steadily foretelling. they seemed to cause.  To them the eclipse, 
+were portents of evil, and their causes hidden in mystery, and 
+supernatural.  The regular returns of the stars, the comings of 
+Arcturus, Orion, Sirius, the Pleides and Aldebaran; and the 
+journeyings of the Sun, were voluntary and not mechanical to them.  
+What wonder that astronomy became to them the most important of 
+sciences; that those who learned it became rulers; and that vast 
+edifices, the pyramids, the tower or Temple of Bel, and other like 
+erections elsewhere in the East, were builded for astronomical 
+purposes? - and what wonder that, in their great childlike 
+simplicity, they worshipped the Light, the Sun, the Planets, and the 
+stars; and personified them, and eagerly believed in the histories 
+invented for them; in that age when the capacity for belief was 
+infinite; as indeed, if we but reflect, it still is and ever will 
+be?”
+Anglo-Saxons usually consider history as their history; science as 
+their science; religion as their religion.  This somewhat naive 
+viewpoint is hardly substantiated by a less egoistic survey of 
+knowledge.  Columbus’s sailors believed they would “fall off the 
+edge” of a flat world, yet Pythagoras knew the earth to be a ball.  
+The ecliptic was known before Solomon’s Temple was built.  The 
+Chinese predicted eclipses long, long before the Europeans of the 
+middle age quit regarding them as portents of doom! 
+Astronomical lore of Freemasonry is very old.  The foundations of our 
+degrees are far more ancient than we can prove by documentary 
+evidence.  It is surely not stretching credulity to believe that the 
+study which antedates “Geometry, the first and noblest of sciences,” 
+must have been impressed on our Order, its ceremonies and its 
+symbols, long before Preston and Webb worked their ingenious 
+revolutions in our rituals and gave us the system of degrees we use - 
+in one form or another - today.
+The astronomical references in our degrees begin with the points of 
+the compass; East, West,  and South; and the place of darkness, the 
+North.  We are taught the reason why the North is a place of darkness 
+by the position of Solomon’s Temple with reference to the ecliptic, a 
+most important astronomical conception.  The Sun is the Past Master’s 
+own symbol; our Masters rule their lodges - or are supposed to! - 
+with the same regularity with the Sun rules the day and the Moon 
+governs the night.  Our explanation of our Lesser Lights is obviously 
+an adaption of a concept which dates back to the earliest of 
+religions; specifically to the Egyptian Isis, Orsiris and Horus; 
+represented by the Sun, Moon and Venus.
+Circumambulation about the Altar is in imitation of the course of the 
+Sun.  We traverse our lodges from East to West by way of the South, 
+as did the Sun Worshipers who thus imitated the daily passage of 
+their deity through the heavens.
+Measures of time are wholly a matter of astronomy.  
+Days and nights were before man, and consequently before astronomy, 
+but hours and minutes, high twelve and low twelve, are inventions of 
+the mind, depending upon the astronomical observation of the Sun at 
+Meridian to determine noon, and consequently all other periods of 
+time.  Indeed, we are taught this in the Middle Chamber work, in 
+which we give to Geometry the premier place as a means by which the 
+astronomer may “fix the duration of time and seasons, years and 
+cycles.”
+Atop the Pillars representing those in the porch of King Solomon’s 
+Temple appear the terrestrial and celestial globes.  In the 
+Fellowcraft degree we are told in beautiful and poetic language that 
+“numberless worlds are around us, all framed by the same Divine 
+Artist, which roll through the vast expanse and are all conducted by 
+the same unerring law of nature.”
+Our Ancient brethren, observing that the sun rose and set, easily 
+determining East and West in a general way.  As the rises and sets 
+through a variation of 47 degrees north and south during a six 
+month’s period the determination was not exact.
+The earliest Chaldean star gazers, progenitors of the astronomers of 
+later ages, saw that the apparently revolving heavens pivoted on a 
+point nearly coincident with a certain star.  We know that the true 
+north diverges about from the North Star one and one-half degrees, 
+but their observations were sufficiently accurate to determine a 
+North - and consequently East, West and South.
+The reference to the ecliptic in the Sublime Degree has puzzled many 
+a brother who has not studied the elements of astronomy.
+The earliest astronomers defined the ecliptic as the hypothetical 
+“circular” plane of the earth’s path about the sun, with the sun in 
+the “center.”
+As a matter of fact, the sun is not in the center and the earth’s 
+path about sun is not circular.  The earth travels once about the sun 
+in three hundred and sixty-five days, and a fraction, on an 
+“elliptic” path; the sun is at one of the foci of that ellipse.
+The axis of the earth, about which it turns once in twenty-four 
+hours, thus making a night and a day, is inclined to this 
+hypothetical plane by 23 and one-half degrees.  At one point in its 
+yearly path, the north pole of the earth is inclined towards the sun 
+by this amount.  Half way further around in its path the north pole 
+is inclined away from the sun by this angle.  The longest day in the 
+northern hemisphere - June 21st - occurs when the north pole is most 
+inclined toward the sun.
+Ant building situated between latitudes 23 and one-half north and 23 
+and one-half south of the equator, will receive the rays of the sun 
+at meridian (high twelve, or noon) from the north at some time during 
+the year.  King Solomon’s Temple at Jerusalem, being in latitude 31 
+degrees 47 seconds north, lay beyond this limit.  At no time in the 
+year, therefore, did the sun or moon at meridian “darts its rays into 
+the northerly portion thereof.”
+As astronomy in Europe is comparatively modern, some have argued that 
+this reason for considering the North, Masonically, as a place of 
+darkness, must also be comparatively modern.  This is wholly mistaken 
+- Pythagoras (to go further back) recognized the obliquity of the 
+world’s axis to the ecliptic, as well as that the earth was a sphere 
+suspended in space.  While Pythagoras (510 B.C.) is much younger than 
+Solomon’s Temple, he is almost two thousand years older than the 
+beginnings of astronomy in Europe.
+The “world celestial and terrestrial” on the brazen pillars were 
+added by modern ritual makers.  Solomon knew them not, but 
+contemporaries of Solomon believed the heavens to be a sphere 
+revolving around the earth.  To them the earth stood still; a hollow 
+sphere with its inner surface dotted with stars.  The slowly turning 
+“celestial sphere” is as old as mankind’s observations of the “starry 
+decked heavens.”
+It is to be noted that terrestrial and celestial spheres are both 
+used as emblems of universality.  They are not mere duplications for 
+emphasis; they teach their own individual part of “universality.”  
+What is “universal” on the earth - as for instance, the necessity of 
+mankind to breathe, drink water, and eat in order to live - is not 
+necessarily “universal” in all the universe.  We have no knowledge 
+that any other planet in our solar system is inhabited - what 
+evidence there is, is rather to the contrary.  We have no knowledge 
+that any other sun has any inhabited planets in its system.  Neither 
+have we any knowledge that they have not.  If life does exist in some 
+other, to us unknown world, it may be entirely different from life on 
+this planet.  Hence a symbol of universality which applied only to 
+earth would be a self-contradiction.
+Real universality means what it says.  It appertains to the whole 
+universe.  While a Mason’s charity, considered as giving relief to 
+the poor and distressed, must obviously be confined to this 
+particular planet, his charity of thought may, so we are taught, 
+extend “through the boundless realms of eternity.”
+Hence “the world terrestrial” and “the world celestial” on our 
+representations of the pillars, in denoting universality mean that 
+the principles of our Order are not founded upon mere earthly 
+conditions and transient truths, but rest upon Divine and limitless 
+foundations, coexistent with the whole cosmos and its creator.
+We are taught of the “All Seeing Eye whom the Sun, Moon and Stars 
+obey and under whose watchful care even comets perform their 
+stupendous revolutions.”  In this astronomical reference is, oddly 
+enough, a potent argument, both for the extreme care in the 
+transmission of ritual unchanged from mouth to ear, and the urgent 
+necessity of curbing well-intentioned brethren who wish to “improve” 
+the ritual.
+The word “revolution” in this paragraph (it is so printed in the 
+earliest Webb monitors) fixes it as a comparatively modern 
+conception.  Tycho Brahe, progenitor of the modern maker and user of 
+fine instruments among astronomers, whose discoveries have left an 
+indelible impress on astronomy, made no attempt to consider comets as 
+orbital bodies.  Galileo thought them “emanations of the atmosphere.”  
+Not until the seventeenth century was well underway did a few daring 
+spirits suggest that these celes-tial portents of evil, these 
+terribly heavenly demons which had inspired terror in the hearts of 
+men for uncounted generations, were actually parts of the solar 
+system, and that many if not most of them were periodic, actually 
+returning again and again; in other words, that they revolved about 
+the sun.
+Obviously, then, this passage of our ritual cannot have come down to 
+us by a “word of mouth” transmission from an epoch earlier than that 
+in which men first commenced to believe that a comet was not an 
+augury of evil but a part of the solar system.
+The so-called “lunar lodges” have far more a practical than an 
+astronomical basis.  In the early days of Masonry, both in England 
+and in this country, many if not most lodges, met on dates fixed in 
+advance, but according to the time when the moon was full; not 
+because the moon “Governed” the night, but because it illuminated the 
+traveler’s path!  In days when roads were but muddy paths between 
+town and hamlet, when any journey was hazardous and on black nights 
+dangerous in the extreme, the natural illumination of the moon, 
+making the road easy to find and the depredations of highwaymen the 
+more difficult, was a matter of some moment!
+One final curious derivation of a Masonic symbol from the heavens and 
+we are through.  The symbol universally associated with the Stewards 
+of a Masonic lodge is the cornucopia.
+According to the mythology of the Greeks, which go back to the very 
+dawn of civilization, the God Zeus was nourished in infancy from the 
+milk of a goat, Amalthea.  In gratitude, the God placed Amalthea 
+forever in the heavens as a constellation, but first gave one of 
+Amalthea’s horns to his nurses with the assurance that it would 
+forever pour for them whatever they desired!
+The “horn of plenty,” or the cornucopia, is thus a symbol of 
+abundance.  The goat from which it came may be found by the curious 
+among the constellations under the name of Capricorn.  The “Tropic of 
+Capricorn” of our school days is the southern limit of the swing of 
+the sun on the path which marks the ecliptic, on which it inclines 
+first its north and then its south pole towards our luminary.  Hence 
+there is a connection, not the less direct for being tenuous, between 
+out Stewards, their symbol, the lights in the lodge, the “place of 
+darkness” and Solomon’s Temple.
+Of such curious links and interesting bypaths is the study of 
+astronomy and its connection with Freemasonry, the more beautiful 
+when we see eye to eye with the Psalmist in the Great Light; “The 
+Heavens Declare the Glory of God and the Firmament Sheweth His 
+Handiwork.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   April, 1930   No.4
+
+THE REPUTATION OF THE FRATERNITY
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“To preserve the reputation of the Fraternity unsullied must be your 
+constant care.”
+Every Master Mason is charged with that great duty.  
+Obviously it means the reputation of the Fraternity before the non-
+Masonic world.  That reputation is one of the greatest assets of 
+Freemasonry; indeed, only by our reputation do we live and grow, 
+since Masons are forbidden to proselyte.  No real Mason ever asks a 
+profane to join the Order; the man must seek the Light; not the Light 
+seeking the man.
+The reputation of Masonry in the world is that of an Order in which 
+men bind themselves to secrecy; practice charity and brotherhood; do 
+good without self advertising; choose wisely among our petitioners; 
+work a gentle influence upon themselves and their fellows towards 
+right conduct, clean thinking and fine citizenship.
+Freemasonry has certain contacts with the public; for instance, her 
+Masonic Homes are public in the sense that they stand as monuments to 
+Masonic Charity for all the world to see.  The world at large 
+observes us in funeral processions, burying our dead with reverence, 
+honor and ceremonies strange to profane eyes.  It watches our Grand 
+Lodges lay the corner stones of public buildings, pouring the ancient 
+sacrifices of corn, wine and oil; dedicating and consecrating (if it 
+is a church) the building to its uses.  It sees us occasionally 
+attend Divine services in a body.  It can obtain beautiful books 
+about Freemasonry, from which it can learn of the fundamental 
+principles which underlie the Order.
+But “the secrets of Freemasonry are safely lodged in the repository 
+of faithful breasts.”
+Some Masons consider certain matters as “secrets” which are not so, 
+in fact, even though they are not the subject of common talk or vain 
+boast.  It is no “secret” that Freemasonry teaches and inculcates, in 
+so far as her power lies, those principles of law, order, morals, 
+citizenship, fear and love of God which make for the highest type of 
+manhood.
+The non-secret teachings of the three degrees are briefly as follows:
+In the Entered Apprentice Degree the initiate is taught the necessity 
+of a belief in God; of charity towards all mankind, and especially a 
+brother Mason; of secrecy; of the meaning of brotherly love; the 
+reasons for relief; the greatness of truth; the advantages of 
+temperance; the value of fortitude; the part played in Masonic life 
+by prudence and the equality of strict justice.
+He is charged to inculcate the three great duties; to be reverent 
+before God, to pray to Him for help, to venerate Him as the source of 
+all that is good.  He is exhorted to practice the Golden Rule and to 
+avoid excesses of all kinds.  He is admonished to be quiet and 
+peaceable, not to countenance disloyalty and rebellion, to be true 
+and just to government and country and to be cheerful under its laws.  
+He is charged to come often to lodge but not to neglect his business, 
+not to argue about Freemasonry with the ignorant but to learn Masonry 
+from Masons, and once again, to be secret.  Finally he is urged to 
+present only such candidates as he is sure will agree to all that he 
+has agreed to.
+In the Fellowcraft Degree he argues that he will be secret regarding 
+that which must be kept secret; that he will obey the by-laws of his 
+own lodge; and the laws, rules, regulations and edicts of his Grand 
+Lodge; to answer proper summons; is again reminded of his duty as a 
+Mason in charity and relief.  He agrees that a good Mason is an 
+honest and upright man.  He is taught the importance of the seventh 
+day and the advantages of learning in general are placed before him, 
+with especial reference to the science of geometry.  Emphasis is 
+again placed upon a reverent attitude before Deity.
+Then he is charged with the need for balanced judgment; is exhorted 
+to study the seven liberal arts and is shown that geometry is not 
+only a mathematical and Masonic science, but also a moral one.  
+Regular behavior is impressed upon him, as well as “the practice of 
+all commendable virtues.”
+In the Master Mason Degree all that has gone before is again 
+emphasized, and many additional duties and responsibilities are laid 
+upon the initiate.  Science, secrecy, fidelity to trust, courage, 
+resignation and sacrifice are taught in the great drama.  His 
+obligations are extended; his brotherly relations with his fellows 
+are more clearly and strictly defined.  Her is taught the need for 
+willing service; that prayer is not only for the petitioner; that he 
+must be worthy of confidence; that his strength is not only for 
+himself but for his falling brother; that wisdom in not only for the 
+possessor but should be shared; that a brother has the right to know 
+of approaching disaster.
+He is charged to set a good example; to guard others, as well as 
+himself from a breach of fidelity; he must preserve the ancient 
+Landmarks and he must not countenance any changes in our established 
+customs.  Secrecy is again emphasized; the dignity of the character 
+of a Master Mason is to be upheld; the faith and confidence of his 
+fellows is put before him as the reward for fidelity and faith.
+Reducing these great teachings to the least possible number of words 
+and avoiding duplications produces the following list of those 
+matters which a Mason is taught, and to which he promises, either 
+actually or by implication, complete agreement.  On these rest the 
+reputation of the Fraternity.
+Belief in God
+Charity
+Secrecy
+Brotherly Love
+Relief
+Truth
+Temperance
+Fortitude
+Prudence
+Justice
+Reverence
+Prayer
+Veneration
+Golden Rule
+Peaceableness
+Good Citizenship
+Obedience to Masonic Authority
+Honesty
+Observance of the Sabbath
+Education
+Judgment
+Fidelity to Trust
+Courage
+Resignation
+Self Sacrifice
+Service to Others
+Trustworthiness to Confidence
+Sharing Strength and Wisdom
+Setting a Good Example
+Preservation of the Ancient Landmarks
+Faith
+Dignity
+
+If “every” Freemason lived up to “all” these teachings, what an 
+Utopia the world would be!
+But what is remarkable is not how many Masons fail, but how many 
+succeed!  That they do succeed is evidenced by the reputation of the 
+Fraternity in Non-Masonic circles.  Were Masons as a class false to 
+their teachings, lax in their conduct, forsworn as to their 
+obligations; Freemasonry would not posses the fair reputation she 
+has:
+“Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart and with all thy 
+soul and with every mind.  This is the first and great commandment.  
+And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbor as 
+thyself.  On these two commandments hang all the law and the 
+prophets.”
+If the Man of Galilee was content to reduce “all the law” to fifty-
+three words, surely Freemasonry might formulate an equally short 
+statement of her aims and purposes.  But while “all the law” may be 
+put into a few words, many thousand words of New Testament are needed 
+to explain the teachings of Christianity.
+Men learn by repetition.  They absorb that which is told to them, and 
+retold, and told once more.  Freemasonry but follows the ancient 
+manner of teaching when she iterates and reiterates the duties of a 
+Mason towards his God, his neighbor and himself.  But because 
+Freemasonry teaches by repetition, her detailed reiteration makes 
+possible many ways in which a Mason may offend.  If he does not 
+actively break a rule, he may fail as a Mason merely by a negative 
+attitude.  To fail to do good is not necessarily to do evil, but 
+neither is a failure to work mischief necessarily a doing of good 
+works!  It is expected of men that they will fail, otherwise they are 
+not men, but Gods!  If no man ever failed, Freemasonry would be 
+unnecessary.  When a building is completed, the workmen depart.  When 
+the House Not Made With Hands is perfectly erected, the Craft is no 
+more use. 
+It is one thing to fail in any Masonic duty; it is another to fail so 
+publicly that the reputation of the Fraternity is hurt - that 
+reputation of which we are taught that its preservation is of vital 
+importance.  Occasionally, more’s the pity, it is necessary for a 
+Masonic organization to take practical steps in regard to some 
+brother who has failed to live up to the Masonic teachings.  Masons 
+are only men who have solemnly agreed to do certain things; sometimes 
+they are foresworn.  Sometimes our committees do not do their work 
+aright and we are given cracked stones to work upon.  Sometimes a 
+good man changes as he grows older, and even the sweet and gentle 
+influence of the Craft cannot hold him in the straight and narrow 
+way.
+The lodge in which someone holds membership may well be advised to do 
+little rather than much.  There are times when something must be 
+done; when the reputation of which we think so much is hurt by 
+failure to do.  Then we have all the misery and pain of a Masonic 
+trial; the sad washing of dirty linen in the lodge; the grief of 
+seeing our good and great Order dragged to some extent into public 
+notice; when ever a Mason receives the worst Masonic penalty - 
+expulsion, or Masonic death - the world at large usually hears of it.
+Few are the Masons who have no friends!  Hence a Masonic trial is 
+very apt to create tense feelings in a lodge, if not worse, and the 
+harmony which is “the strength and support of all well regulated 
+institutions” is made into a discord.
+
+However, it cannot always be helped! - “But in a great many cases it 
+can be helped!”
+
+It is human to want to “get even.”  Our brother wrongs us; it is only 
+natural to wish him taken before the bar of lodge opinion, and, 
+perhaps, punish him for his infraction of his obligation.  Brethren 
+often see no further than the immediate present; the immediate wrong 
+doing; the immediate lodge trial and its results.  A word of wise 
+caution may make him look further.  No man, unless suffering wrong of 
+the most grievous character, but may be caused to stop and think by 
+reminding him of the many obligations and duties he assumed when he, 
+too, became a Mason.  Let all such be asked, gently, kindly, 
+considerately but pointedly - “will this action you propose benefit 
+you as much as it will injure the lodge and the Fraternity?  Will the 
+results, inevitably to some extent public, do more harm to that 
+reputation which we cherish than they will good to you?  Is it not 
+possible that our erring brother may be brought to make amends by 
+less drastic means than the sad lodge trial?
+Let no brother retort “but it should not become public!”  Agreed, a 
+lodge trial should never be a public matter.  But while we hold our 
+own Mystic Tie, and the cord of secrecy is tight about our lips, we 
+do not hold relations and friends in the same manner.  John Smith is 
+tried and suspended, perhaps expelled.  He no longer goes to lodge.  
+People want to know why.  In self defense he says what he can - but 
+what can he say?  Inevitably the result of the trial becomes public.  
+Then we suffer.
+At times it is necessary to stand pain to get rid of a cancer.  But 
+the best surgeon does not use a knife until all other means fail.  
+That lodge, that Master and those brethren who seek to compose 
+differences, win the erring back to the path their feet should never 
+have left, do a real service to their lodge, to their offended 
+brother, to their erring brother and to the Fraternity whose 
+reputation “should be our constant care.”
+To whisper good counsel in the ear of an erring brother is sound 
+Masonic teaching.  To prevent tarnishing the reputation of the 
+Fraternity we must not only endeavor to live up to the high level of 
+our teachings, but strive to help our brethren do likewise.  The best 
+way, the brotherly way, the way of Freemasonry is by kindly caution, 
+the friendly word of admonition, the hand stretched out to assist and 
+save the worthy falling brother.
+Only when these fail - and never then until after thinking first of 
+the Order, next of the lodge and last of self - should we go to the 
+court of last resort, prefer charges, have a trial and do ourselves 
+the injury which comes always from the knife of publicity in the body 
+of our Ancient Craft. 
+Freemasonry - so we truly believe - is one of God’s bright tools for 
+shaping of the rough ashlars which we are.
+“LET US STRIVE TO KEEP IT BRIGHT!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   May, 1930   No.5
+
+THE CANDIDATE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Freemasonry first asks questions of the candidate for initiation, 
+then questions about him.
+A lodge must be satisfied as to five important matters; a 
+petitioner’s motive for applying for the degrees; his physical being; 
+his mental equipment; his moral character and his political status, 
+using the word in its non-partisan sense.
+It is highly important that Freemasons understand that a man’s 
+motives for petitioning a lodge are proper, otherwise we cannot guard 
+our West Gate from invasion by those who will not, because they 
+cannot, become good Master Masons.
+A man must ask for “Light, of his own free will and accord.”  Not 
+only must he so declare in his petition, but nine times during his 
+initiation he must repeat the statement.  Here grow the roots of that 
+unwritten but universally understood prohibition - no Mason must ask 
+his friend to join the Order.
+It is easy to persuade a friend to “join something.”  
+We enjoy our country club - we would enjoy it more if our friend was 
+a member.  We put an application before him and persuade him to sign 
+it; quite right and proper.  We belong, perhaps, to a debating club 
+or an amateur theatrical society, or a Board of Trade or a luncheon 
+club.  Enjoying these activities, we desire our friend also to have 
+these pleasure so we ask him to become one of our circle.
+An entirely proper procedure in such organizations but it is a wholly 
+improper course in Masonry.  Unless a man petitions the Fraternity 
+impelled by something within himself, he must state an untruth nine 
+times in his initiation.  Unless he is first prepared “in his heart” 
+and not in his mind, he can never grasp the simple but sublime 
+essentials of brotherhood.  To ask our friend to petition our lodge, 
+then, is to do him not a favor but an injury.
+In most Jurisdictions a petitioner is required seriously to declare 
+upon his honor, not only that he comes of his own free will and 
+accord, but uninfluenced by any hope of financial gain.  There are 
+men who want to become Freemasons because they believe that the wider 
+acquaintance and the friends made in the lodge will be “good for 
+business.”  So do men join the church or a bible class because they 
+believe they can sell their goods to their fellow members.  But the 
+man who desires to become a member of a church that he may sell it a 
+new carpet will hardly be an asset to the house of God; he who would 
+become a Freemason in order to get the trade of his fellow lodge 
+members will hardly be in a frame of mind either sincerely to promise 
+brotherhood or faithfully to live up to its obligations.  Hence 
+Freemasonry’s need to obtain the most solemn declaration possible of 
+the secret intentions, the real motives, the hidden desires of those 
+who would join our Mystic Circle.
+The “Doctrine of the Perfect Youth” is perennially a matter for 
+discussion in Grand Lodges.  The origin of the requirement that a man 
+be perfect in all his limbs and parts goes back to the days before 
+written history of the Craft.  Mackey states that the first written 
+law on the subject is found in the fifth article of the Old York or 
+Gothic Constitutions adopted at York in A.D. 926:
+“A Candidate must be without blemish and have full and proper use of 
+his limbs; for a maimed man can do the Craft  no good.”
+This requirement has been repeated, and again repeated at various 
+times in many different forms; in the “Ancient Charges at Making” 
+(1686) and in the “Constitutions of 1722-23” which put into print the 
+customs and enactments of the Mother Grand Lodge in 1717.
+The same Masonic authority makes the 18th Landmark read:
+“Certain qualifications of a candidate for initiation are derived 
+from a Landmark of the Order.  These qualifications are; that he 
+shall be a man - shall be unmutilated - free born and of mature age.  
+That is to say, a woman, a cripple or a slave, or one born in 
+slavery, is disqualified for initiation into the rites of Masonry.”
+Just how strictly this law should be interpreted is a moot question, 
+and different Jurisdictions rule in different ways upon it.  In no 
+Jurisdiction, for instance, is a man considered to be ineligible 
+because he wears glasses, or has a gold tooth!  In most Jurisdictions 
+he must be “perfect” with two arms, two legs, to hands and two feet.  
+In some Jurisdictions, if he can conform to the requirements of the 
+degrees, he may lack one or more fingers not vital to the tokens; in 
+other he may not.
+The foundation of the doctrine was an operative requirement; 
+obviously a maimed man could not do as “good work, true work, square 
+work” as the able-bodied man.  The requirement has been carried over 
+in Speculative Masonry.  Its greatest importance today is less in the 
+need for physical strength and mobility than in undoubted fact that 
+if we materially alter this Ancient Landmark, these old “usages and 
+customs,” then we can alter others; admit women, elect by a majority 
+vote, dispense with the Tiler and hold our meetings in the public 
+square!  Physical qualifications have a further importance of a 
+practical nature; other things being equal, the maimed man and the 
+cripple are more apt to become charges upon the lodge than the strong 
+and whole.  Finally, the weak and feeble of body cannot offer to 
+their brethren that same assistance in danger which the able-bodied 
+may give.
+Inspired by patriotism some Jurisdictions have relaxed the severity 
+of their physical requirements in favor of soldiers who have suffered 
+in behalf of their country.  Into the argument pro and con as to the 
+expedience of such relaxations this Bulletin can not go.  Suffice it 
+here that the lodge to which an applicant applies should be 
+meticulously careful to see that the candidate conforms literally to 
+the requirements as laid down by the Grand Lodge.
+It is hardly necessary to say that the petition of a woman cannot be 
+entertained under any circumstances whatsoever, nor need the reasons 
+for it to be discussed here.
+The mental qualifications required of a candidate are dictated more 
+by the desires of the individual lodges than by any stated law.  Many 
+Jurisdictions have ruled that a man who cannot read is not an 
+eligible petitioner, for the good and sufficient reason that he who 
+cannot read cannot search the Great Light, nor discover for himself 
+the by-laws of his lodge, the constitution of the Grand Lodge, or the 
+Old Charges and ancient Constitutions.
+The ability to read and write, however, important though it is, does 
+not make a man educated!  Nothing is said in our Ritual about the 
+need of an education prior to becoming a Mason, but by implication a 
+man is supposed to have sufficient educational background to be able 
+to study the seven liberal arts and sciences.  “Sufficient education” 
+is a very broad phrase and may include all sorts of men, of all sorts 
+of education, as, indeed, it does.  A man may not know the 
+multiplication table, murder the King’s English, and believe geometry 
+is something to eat; and yet be a hard-working, true-hearted, single-
+minded brother to his brethren.  But it will hardly be doubted that 
+if all Freemasons were of such limited educational equipment the 
+Order would perish from the earth from the lack of appreciation of 
+what it is, where it came from, and whither is it going!
+First the friend who presents the petition; next the committee 
+appointed to investigate; and finally the lodge must be the judge of 
+what constitutes  “sufficient mental equipment” to enable a man to 
+become a good member of the lodge.
+A few ritualistic lions are in the path.  He who is silly, is 
+childish, in his dotage, who is insane, is known to be a fool - may 
+not legally receive the degrees.  It is to be noted that “dotage” is 
+not a matter of years but of the effect of years.  A man of four 
+score, in full possession of his mental faculties is not in his 
+dotage.  Premature senility may attack a man in his fifties; he may 
+truly be in his “dotage.”  Similarly, a “fool” does not mean, 
+Masonically, a man without what we consider good judgment.  “Jones 
+was a fool to go into that stock” - “He is foolish to try to build 
+that house” - What a fool he is to sell his store now” - do not 
+really express belief that the man is a “fool” in the Masonic sense, 
+merely that in these particular cases he acts as we think a fool 
+would act.
+Masonically, a man is a “fool” who suffers from arrested mental 
+development.  He is not mad, neither is he in his dotage, but he 
+lacks the ordinary mental equipment and judgment ability of the rest 
+of humanity.  Such a one, of course, is ineligible to receive the 
+degrees, since he can neither comprehend not live up to their 
+teachings.
+The moral qualifications a petitioner should possess are fully 
+understood by all.  The petitioner must express his belief in Deity.  
+No atheist can be made a Mason.  He must be “under the tongue of good 
+report” - i.e., have a good reputation in his community.  He must 
+“obey the moral law.”  But just how much is included in this phrase 
+is an open question.
+While a “moral man” may be hard to define, he is easy to recognize.  
+Committees seldom have much trouble in ascertaining that a man 
+“morally fit” to become a Mason is, indeed, so.  The contrary is not 
+always true - moral unfitness often masquerades under the appearance 
+of virtue - hence the need for the competent committee.
+In some Jurisdictions a separate ballot is taken on the candidate for 
+the second and third degrees, to test his “moral fitness,” but 
+usually the ballot which elects a petitioner to the degrees is 
+considered to express the opinion of the membership on all his 
+qualifications at once.
+The applicant for the degrees must be “of mature and discreet age’ 
+(from the Old Charges).  In this country that is the legal majority.  
+In some foreign Jurisdictions it varies from eighteen, for a “lewis” 
+or son of a Mason, to twenty-five.
+Our requirement of legal age is dictated not only by the fact that 
+Masonry is for men, and a youth does not become a man until he is 
+twenty-one; but because to be made a Mason in the United States a man 
+must be a citizen, and citizenship, in its real sense, is not held by 
+minors.
+Our political requirements are most explicit upon the question of 
+being free born.  Many have erroneously thought that such 
+qualification was “read into” the body of Masonry to keep out men of 
+the colored race.  Unquestionably “free born” means not only not born 
+a slave, but not born of parents who have been slaves, or whose 
+forebears were slaves.  Thus “free born” does bar men of African 
+descent in this country from becoming a Mason.
+But the provision was an integral part of Masonic law long before 
+Africans were imported into this country - see the statute from the 
+Old York Constitution already quoted.  The custom even goes further 
+into antiquity.  In the ancient Mysteries of Greece and Rome, from 
+which Masonry derives something of its form, similar law prevailed.  
+No man born a slave, or made a slave, even if freed (manumitted) 
+could be initiated.
+It is practically a universal requirement that the candidate be a 
+resident of the Jurisdiction to which he applies for a period of one 
+year prior to making the application.  A man who has not resided for 
+a reasonable period in one place cannot have demonstrated to his 
+neighbors the kind of man that he really is.  A committee is 
+handicapped in making an investigation of a man who is not among 
+friends and neighbors.  Grand Lodges are usually very strict about 
+this; but Grand Masters occasionally, upon a very good reason being 
+shown, grant dispensations to shorten the statutory period.  A man 
+who has resided in a Jurisdiction for ten months, let us say, is 
+ordered to Japan for three years.  He desires to become a Mason 
+before he departs.  If he is satisfied that the applicant can show 
+the committee his moral worth, a Grand Master may permit him to make 
+application and receive the degrees before he departs.  During the 
+war, when all requirements seemed of less than the usual importance 
+when seen in the fierce white light of patriotism; length of 
+residence in a Jurisdiction was sometimes lost sight of.
+A man considered worthy to have his petition placed before a Masonic 
+lodge has much to recommend him.  If the committee has done its work 
+well, and, if on the strength of that report the lodge elects him. he 
+may well feel that an important seal has been placed upon his 
+reputation and character.  That some committees do their work ill is 
+evidenced by the occasional failures of brethren to walk uprightly.  
+That the vast majority of committees are intelligent and faithful is 
+proven by the reputation of the Fraternity and the undoubted fact 
+that a man known to be a Master Mason is almost universally 
+considered to be a good man and true!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   June, 1930   No.6
+
+THREE GRAND COLUMNS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+All Masons are taught of Wisdom, Strength and Beauty; the words “For 
+there should be Wisdom to contrive, Strength to support and Beauty to 
+adorn” are older than our Rituals.
+Attempting, as we do, to convey an outline of Masonic wisdom in three 
+degrees, conferred in three evenings, our work necessarily devotes 
+but little time to any one of our great teachings.  We give the hint, 
+refer the initiate to the Great Light, abjure to study the Seven 
+Liberal Arts and Sciences, instruct him to converse with well-
+informed Masons, and pass on to offer another outline of a great 
+truth.
+It would take pages, where here are but paragraphs, even to list the 
+references to Wisdom in the Great Light; the word occurs in the Bible 
+two hundred and twenty-four times!
+For Masons, however, perhaps the most illuminating passage regarding 
+wisdom is from I Kings (IV. 30-32):
+“Solomon’s wisdom exceeded the wisdom of all children of the east 
+country and all the wisdom of Egypt.  For he was wiser than all men; 
+than Ethan the Ezrahite, and Heman and Chalcol and Darda, the sons of 
+Mahol; and his fame was in all the nations round about.”
+As might be expected of the man who was wiser than “all children of 
+the East country,” Solomon esteemed wisdom greatly.  In Proverbs he 
+says:  “Incline thine ear unto wisdom and apply thy heart to 
+understanding.  Happy is the man that findeth wisdom and the man that 
+getteth understanding.  For the merchandise of it is better than the 
+merchandise of silver and the gain thereof than fine gold.  For 
+wisdom is better than rubies and all things that may be desired are 
+not to be compared to it!”
+It is easy, Masonically, to confuse wisdom with knowledge as it is to 
+do so in profane life.  Pope is often misquoted:
+“A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, Drink deep, or taste not 
+the Pierian spring.”
+What he really said was “a little ‘learning’ is a dangerous thing,” 
+which is as different from knowledge as is wisdom.
+Knowledge is the cognizance of facts.  Wisdom is the strength of mind 
+to apply its knowledge.  A Mason may know every word of our ritual 
+from the beginning of the entered Apprentice Degree to the final 
+words of the Sublime Degree of Master Mason and still have no wisdom, 
+Masonic or otherwise.  Many a great leader of the Craft has been a 
+stumbling, halting ritualist; yet possessed in abundance a Masonic 
+wisdom which made him a power for good among the brethren, by whom he 
+was well beloved.
+Knowledge comes from study;  Wisdom from experience.  
+Knowledge may be the possession of the criminal, the wastrel, the 
+“irreligious libertine” and the atheist.  Wisdom comes only to the 
+wise, and the wise are ever good.
+Surely the first of the three Grand Columns which support our 
+Institution should be taken to heart by every Mason as a symbol of 
+the real need of a brother to become wise with the goodness of 
+Masonry, skilled in the arts of brotherhood, learned in the way to 
+the hearts of his brethren.  If he knew not, and asked “how may I 
+gain Masonic Wisdom,” let him find the answer not in the ritual, 
+important though it is; not in the form and ceremony, beautiful 
+though they are, and in themselves strong with the strength of 
+repetition and age - let him look to the Five Points of Fellowship, 
+for there is the key to the real wisdom of the brotherhood of man.
+The connection between wisdom, strength and beauty is by no means 
+confined to Masonry.  The terms have been associated in many great 
+and good minds.  Thus, Tupper sings:
+“Few and precious are the words which the lips of Wisdom utter
+To what shall their rarity be likened, what price shall count 
+their worth?
+Perfect and much to be desired, and giving joy with riches,
+No lovely thing on earth can picture all their beauty.”
+Milton wrote:
+“What is strength, without a double share of wisdom?  
+Vast, unwieldy, burdensome;
+Proudly secure, yet liable to fall By weakest subtleties; 
+not made to rule But to subserve, where wisdom bears command.”
+And the immortal Bard of Avon knew:
+“O, how much doth beauty beauteous seem
+by that sweet adornment which truth doth give!”
+Strength, the second of our Grand Columns, without which nothing 
+endures, not even when contrived by wisdom and adorned with beauty; 
+we know in two forms in our daily lives.  First, the strength which 
+lies in action, power, might - the strength of the arm, the engine, 
+the army.  Second, that other, subtler strength which is not less 
+strong for being passive; the strength of the column which supports, 
+the strength of the foundation which endures; the strength of the 
+principles by which we live, individually, collectively, nationally - 
+Masonically.
+It is the second form of strength with which the Speculative Mason is 
+concerned.  Freemasons build no temporal building.  True, we do lay 
+the cornerstone of the public building in the northeast corner, but 
+the building is symbolic, not practical.  The operative Mason who 
+sets the stone for the Grand Master would place it as strongly in the 
+building without our ceremony as with it.  Our building is with the 
+strength which endures in hearts and minds rather than that which 
+makes the sun-dry materials of which an edifice is composed to do 
+man’s will.  The Freemason constructs only the spiritual building; 
+his stone is his mind; mentally, not physically, chipped by the 
+common gavel to a perfect ashlar.  The strength by which he 
+establishes his kingdom is not a strength of iron but a strength of 
+will; his pillars support not a wall to keep out the cowans and 
+eavesdroppers, but a character, proof against the intrusion of the 
+vices and superfluities of life.
+The lesson of the second column is made plain in the second degree.  
+The “promise of God unto David” may be found by any who will read in 
+II Samuel”
+“And when thy days shall be fulfilled and thou shalt sleep with thy 
+fathers, I will set up thy seed after thee which shall proceed out of 
+thy bowels and I will establish his kingdom.  He shall build a house 
+in my name and I will establish the throne of his kingdom forever.
+He who reads not merely the promise, but the reason for it, will 
+understand that when David wished to build a house for the Lord, the 
+Prophet Nathan brought him a message of the Lord, that he, not David, 
+will build a “house not made with hands” in the form of sons and 
+their sons forever.  Later, in the Great Light, we learn that the 
+house which is “the Temple of the Holy Spirit” is man.  If we follow 
+out Masonic teachings, and believe that “the inestimable gift of God 
+to man for the rule and guide of his faith” holds a true 
+interpretation of the Mason’s conception of life and living, the 
+“strength” which Masons should strive to acquire is that which will 
+establish our sovereignty over ourselves, that our kingdom of 
+character may endure.
+Beauty is represented in a Masonic lodge by the Corinthian Column, 
+most beautiful of the ancient orders of architecture; by the Junior 
+Warden, who observes the sun at Meridian when the day is most 
+beautiful; by Hiram Abif, who “beautified and adorned the Temple.”  
+We are taught that it is as necessary that beauty adorn all great and 
+important undertakings as that wisdom contrives and strength supports 
+them.  In the story of Solomon’s Temple in the Great Light we find 
+detailed descriptions of what was evidently, to those who went into 
+details of its construction; the most beautiful building possible for 
+the engineering skill, the wealth and the conception of the people of 
+Israel of that day.
+Artists have disputed and philosophers have differed about what is 
+beauty. All of us have our individual conceptions of what constitutes 
+it.  That the beauty is largely in the mind of the beholder is 
+demonstrated vividly to every traveler!  The Turk thinks Ruben’s 
+women are beautiful; while the American admires the pulchritude of 
+the slender woman.  Doubtless the pyramids were beautiful to the 
+Egyptians, but modern architecture finds them too plain, too severe 
+for beauty.  Harmonies which the trained musical ear enjoys are but 
+sounding brass and tinkling cymbal to the radio devotee, who finds in 
+the spontaneity of a Negro jazz orchestra something to which his 
+conception of musical beauty responds to.  The man who finds pleasure 
+in Edgar Guest gets none from Swinburne, or the sonnets to the 
+Portuguese; he who finds beauty in a diatom or a bacteria under a 
+microscope will see none in tiger or a rose.
+Obviously then, the beauty of which Masons are taught is that variety 
+which, like the “natural religion” of the Old Charges, is one “in 
+which all men agree.”
+As no two men are agreed as to what is beautiful in a material sense, 
+the Masonic conception of beauty cannot be of a material beauty.  Its 
+symbol of beauty - the sun at Meridian - is actually blinding to see.  
+If we think the sun is beautiful, it is, for what it does for us 
+rather than for what it is.
+The Masonic Pillar of Beauty then, must be the symbol of an inward 
+loveliness; a beauty of the mind, of the heart; a beauty of idea and 
+ideal; a beauty of the spirit.  Our Corinthian Column is to us not 
+merely the support of the building, but that which upholds a 
+character.  Our Junior Warden represents not only the beauty of the 
+sun at Meridian, but the illumination by which a life is made 
+beautiful.  Hiram Abif is to us not only an exemplary character but 
+an ideal to follow, a tradition to be preserved, a glory for which we 
+may strive.
+All about us, among our neighbors, are examples of what we term “a 
+beautiful life.”  Such beauty is almost wholly composed of 
+unselfishness.  He who walks in beauty thinks of others before 
+himself, of stretching forth his hand, not for personal gain, but to 
+help, aid and assist the poor and the unfortunate.  Such a conception 
+of the third Grand Column is foreshadowed in our teaching that “the 
+greatest of these is charity” - charity of thought, of action, of 
+understanding as well as of alms and of giving.
+Masonic beauty was wholly an operative matters in the days when the 
+Gothic Cathedrals first lifted their arches and spires to heaven.  
+Today, when Masonry is purely speculative, Masonic beauty must be 
+considered only as a beauty of the spirit.
+It cannot be had by wishing.  It is not painted by the brush of 
+desire.  No musician may compose it upon any material piano.  The 
+poet may write about it, but he cannot phrase it.  For it is of the 
+inward essence which marks the difference between the  “real good 
+man” and he who only outwardly conforms to the laws and customs of 
+society.
+A man may keep every law, go to church three times on Sunday, belong 
+to our Order and subscribe to every charity; and still be mean of 
+spirit, unhappy to live with, selfish, inconsiderate, and 
+disagreeable.  Such a one has not learned the inward meaning of the 
+Pillar of Beauty.  He has never stood, symbolically in the South.  
+For him, the sun at Meridian is but the orb of the day at high noon 
+and nothing more.	
+But for the real Mason, the brother who takes the lessons of the 
+three Grand Columns to heart, Beauty is as much a lamp to live by as 
+are Wisdom and Strength.  He finds beauty in his fellow-man because 
+his inner self is beautiful.  His “house not made with hands” is 
+glorious before heaven, not because, in imitation of Solomon, he 
+“overlaid also the house, the beams, the post and the walls thereof 
+and doors thereof with gold” but because it is made of those stones 
+which endureth before the Great Architect - unselfishness, and 
+kindness, and consideration, and charity, and a giving spirit - in 
+other words, of brotherhood genuine because it springs from the 
+heart.
+For these things endure.  Material things pass away.  
+The Temple of Solomon is but a memory.  Scattered are the stones, 
+stolen is the gold and silver, destroyed are the lovely vessels cast 
+by Hiram Abif.  But the memory. like the history of the beauty and 
+the glory which was Solomon, abide into this day.  So shall it be 
+with our “house not built with hands,” so be it  if we build with the 
+Beauty which Masons teach.
+In conclusion consider an oddity of this dear old Craft of ours, a 
+coincidence to be cherished in the heart, if only to keep constantly 
+in memory of the real meaning of the three Grand Columns.
+The ancient Hebrew word for strength is “Daath.”
+The ancient Hebrew word for strength is “Oz.”
+The ancient Hebrew word for a hewn stone, our perfect Ashlar, which 
+may well stand here as meaning beauty, is “Gazith.”
+According to our ideas, Hebrew is read backwards.
+The initials of these three Old Testament words, read backwards, 
+produce our name for Deity!
+Surely it is the Great Architect, of whom they speak to the Mason who 
+hath ears to hear, to whom we must look for the inner and spiritual 
+meaning of the three Grand Columns which support our Institution!
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   July, 1930   No.7
+
+UNAFFILIATED
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The most dramatic legend in history concerns Ahasuerus, a doorkeeper 
+in the Palace of Pontius Pilate, who offered insult to Jesus as He 
+Struggled under the burden of His Cross on the way to Calvary.  Jesus 
+turned to him and said: 
+“Tarry thou Till I come!”  Ever since, the Wandering Jew has tarried 
+in the world, unable to die.  All knowledge is his; all ambitions are 
+fulfilled; all pleasures are satisfied.  He has done all that may be 
+done; seen all that may be seen; experienced all that the world has 
+to offer, save one thing only - he cannot die!  Accident, injury, 
+disease touch him not; a frightful fate, to long for death and rest, 
+and be compelled to live and wander!
+Unaffiliates are the Wandering Jews of Masonry, that pitiful group of 
+Master Masons who are neither the quick nor the dead.  They are, yet 
+they belong not.  They know; yet they cannot use their knowledge.  
+They are of, but not in, the Order.
+Their penalty is self-inflicted; theirs is the sin of indifference; 
+worst of all, they know not all their punishment or they would end 
+it!
+As a universal factor in Freemasonry, lodge membership dates only to 
+1717, when the Mother Grand Lodge was formed.  There were some 
+continuing lodges before the Grand Lodge in which brethren held 
+membership but most were like the occasional, emergent sporadic, 
+temporary lodges convened for any building operation.  For the time 
+being all Master Masons attended these.  When the labor was over, the 
+Master Masons went their several ways, and the lodge in which they 
+had met, was no more.
+As a consequence of the stabilization of lodges as continuing 
+organizations, resulting from the formation of Grand Lodges, lodge 
+membership became an important matter.  It is distinct from the state 
+of being a Master Mason.  No man may belong to a lodge unless he is a 
+Master Mason, but he may be a Master Mason without holding membership 
+in any lodge.  Indeed, it is possible that man be made a Master Mason 
+without ever being a member of a lodge.  Thus, a Grand Master may 
+convene an Emergent Lodge to make a Master Mason “at sight.”  This 
+brother may be unable to pass the ballot for affiliation in any 
+lodge.  Such a one would be a Master Mason even though he never 
+belonged to any regular lodge, the Emergent Lodge in which he was 
+made going out of existence. as it came into it, at the pleasure and 
+will of the Grand Master.
+With membership as an inalienable right of the newly made Master 
+Mason - a “right” since he becomes a member of the lodge in which he 
+was elected to receive the degrees, and as soon as he is Raised a 
+Master Mason - came also a duty, inevitable accompaniment of all 
+right; that of continuing a member of a lodge.
+This was recognized in the formation of the Grand Lodge in 1717, if 
+it can be believed that the Constitutions of 1723 truly represent the 
+state of the law and the beliefs of the brethren of the Mother Grand 
+Lodge six years before their first publication in print.  In the 
+description of a lodge, the Constitutions say:  “Every brother ought 
+to belong to one,”  and later:  “in ancient times no Mason or Fellow 
+could be absent from it, especially when warned to appear at it, 
+without incurring a severe censure, until it appeared to the Master 
+and Wardens that pure necessity hin-dered him.”
+The modern Constitution of England provides that “a brother who is 
+not a subscribing member of some lodge (i.e., affiliated with it) 
+shall not be permitted to visit any one lodge in the town, or where 
+he resides more than once during his secession from the Craft.”
+A similar rule is found in many American Grand Jurisdictions - which 
+have been a solid unit frowning upon the state of being unaffiliated, 
+because if a non-affiliated could visit as often as he pleased, he 
+might argue “why pay dues to any lodge, when I can attend when I wish 
+without it?”
+The one visit to each lodge in “the town or place where he resides” 
+is permitted that the non-affiliate may be able to judge for himself 
+whether any of the lodges he visits are such as he may wish to apply 
+to for affiliation.
+The unaffiliated Masons, when remaining so for any length of time 
+(except is a very unusual case, of which more in a moment) works a 
+real injury to the ancient Craft.  Any man who receives and gives not 
+is a liability, not an asset, to that institution from which he 
+takes.
+An unaffiliated Mason in possession of a demit or certificate of 
+transfer, or even a mere certificate that his dues have been paid 
+(sometimes given a brother who has been dropped N.P.D. and been 
+refused re-affiliation, after a year, with the lodge that dropped 
+him) is, technically “in good standing.”  He owes no money to any 
+lodge.  He is not under charges.  He has not been censured, 
+suspended, or expelled.  He is a member of the Fraternity, although 
+he belongs to no Masonic family.
+The old saying, “Once a Mason, always a Mason” is true in the sense 
+that no act of any man or any body of men, no Grand Master or  Grand 
+Lodge can release a brother from his Masonic obligations.  Once 
+given, there can be no going back.  We may expel him for un-Masonic 
+conduct, visit him with the greatest punishment we know - Masonic 
+death - but we cannot release him from his pledged word.  How much 
+less, then, can it be considered that the unaffiliate (who has 
+committed no crime, although his state is considered a Masonic 
+offense) is not bound by his obligations.
+But, if he is bound to us by so much, then are we bound to him.  The 
+unaffiliated Mason has still all the rights and privileges  which 
+inure Masons to Masons, as distinct from lodge members.  Of the 
+rights which go with lodge membership he has none.  Conversely, he is 
+bound by all his obligations to the Craft as a whole, but not by 
+those which relate only to the lodge in particular, since he has no 
+“lodge in particular.”
+No Mason would refuse a non-affiliate the right of assistance in 
+peril.  We do not ask of a drowning man, “Are you an affiliated 
+Mason?  Show me your good standing card!” But the unaffiliated Masons 
+have no right to ask for, and no Mason is foresworn who refuses to 
+give “help, aid or assistance” to the Mason who has voluntarily 
+severed himself from his Fraternal relations to avoid payment of dues 
+to his lodge.  No unaffiliated Mason has the right to ask any lodge 
+for assistance.
+He has no right of visitation, except as permitted by the Grand Lodge 
+in the Jurisdiction in which he may be.  Commonly, as noted above, 
+this is limited to one visit to the lodges in his locality, that he 
+may determine their desirability as a permanent Masonic Home.
+Like the entered Apprentice and the Fellowcraft, the unaffiliated 
+Mason has no right to a Masonic burial nor may he walk in a Masonic 
+procession.
+The unaffiliated Mason is as subject to government by the Order as 
+his affiliated brother.  If he commits a Masonic offense, he may be 
+tried by any lodge in the Jurisdiction in which he may be at the 
+time.
+Mackey asserts that it follows that a persistently non-affiliated 
+Mason may be tried for the offense of non-affiliation.  Doubtless it 
+is true, but it is improbable that a Grand Lodge would push the 
+theory that far.  Masonic trials are also Masonic tribulations; non-
+affiliation. while an offense against Masonic law, is usually held to 
+be a matter of the head and not the heart; in other words, an offense 
+against a regulation, not against Masonic nature.
+In some situations a willful non-affiliation might be applauded 
+rather than condemned.  A brother commits a crime against civil law; 
+he regrets, makes restitution and leaves his home to rehabilitate 
+himself.  If permitted to take a demit, on the promise not to attempt 
+affiliation until his brethren are convinced his reformation is 
+complete, he helps his brethren avoid the self-protective measure of 
+a trial and suspension or expulsion.  In his status as unaffiliated, 
+he cannot ask for relief from another lodge; he cannot willfully 
+break his promise and affiliate, even with his demit, because the 
+lodge to which he applies will, of course, request particulars as to 
+his character from the lodge from which he demitted!
+But such instances are extraordinary and exceptional.  
+It is the generality of non-affiliates who are the Wandering Jews of 
+the Order.  The vast majority are merely indifferent.  Some don’t 
+care, because they have not the background, the imagination or the 
+education to take unto themselves the reality of the principles of 
+Masonry.  Such cases are usually failures of the investigating 
+committee.  Some become indifferent because of too many other 
+interests.  They take a demit - or become suspended N.P.D. -“to save 
+paying dues.”
+We are to blame for a certain proportion of such non-affiliates if we 
+do not sufficiently educate our members as to what really happens 
+when they allow themselves to be suspended for non-payment of dues.  
+Many a man submits to that penalty who would be shocked if he 
+realized that a permanent, ineradicable record becomes a part of the 
+lodge and Grand Lodge archives.  Many men look upon being “posted” in 
+a club for “arrears in dues” as a joke.  They pay up and forget it, 
+as does the club.  These may think that being dropped N.P.D. in a 
+lodge is a similar light matter.
+It is not.  Down in black and white to remain as long as the records 
+exist are the few words which say “John Smith wouldn’t pay his debt 
+to his lodge, so his lodge dropped him.”  No lodge drops any 
+unfortunate brother.  He needs only to ask to be carried, and the 
+brethren do it cheerfully.  None may rightfully plead poverty as an 
+excuse for non-affiliation “Via” the disgraceful road of failure to 
+pay dues.
+Some brethren plead they could not sacrifice their pride by going to 
+the Master or Secretary, confessing their inability to pay, and 
+asking to be carried.  But that is false modesty.  The permanent 
+record is an indelible mark against their names; confession of 
+inability to pay and a request to have dues remitted is usually, as 
+it always should be, a secret between the unfortunate and his 
+brethren.  As the unaffiliated Mason, no matter what the case, 
+injures the Fraternity, it is far better for the lodge to remit the 
+dues of the unfortunate than to have him become a Masonic Ahaseurus.
+A splendid opportunity for constructive Masonic work is to be found 
+among the unaffiliated Masons in any locality.  Masons may not ask 
+the profane to join the Fraternity.  But there is no reason why we 
+should not seek to recreate interest in the Order in hearts which 
+once possessed it.  Brethren who know of a Mason unaffiliated of his 
+own will and not by compulsion may do “good work, true work, square 
+work” by persuading him of the advantages of affiliation, securing 
+his application and, eventually, making him a member of the lodge.
+The Chapter, Commandry, Council and Scottish Rite, not to mention 
+such quasi-Masonic orders such as Shrine, Tall Cedars, Grotto and 
+Eastern Star automatically drop from membership the brother not 
+affiliated with a lodge.  As many demits are taken when moving from 
+one city to another with the intention of re-affiliating, these 
+bodies usually wait six months before dropping the unaffiliated.  
+After whatever time is statutory, the bodies, membership in which 
+depends upon on membership in a Blue Lodge, strike from their rolls 
+the unaffiliated Mason.
+This fact too, may be called to the attention of the non-affiliate, 
+who may remain in that state merely because he has never had brought 
+home to him the fact that it is a Masonic offense, frowned upon by 
+Grand Lodges, a loss to his brethren, and a failure of that 
+brotherhood he has voluntarily assumed.  The brother who is anxious 
+to do something for his lodge and the great Order which may do so 
+much for him can find no better place to begin than an interview with 
+a non-affiliated Mason and attempt to persuade him back into the 
+Mystic Circle.
+Romances and poems have detailed most movingly the sufferings of 
+Ahaseurus, driven continually from place to place to escape from 
+himself, shut out from the fellowship of mankind, joined not only by 
+their common life, but their expectancy of a common death, a united 
+immortality.
+Salathiel the Immortal must tarry, earthbound, a wanderer till Christ 
+shall come again.  But the wandering non-affiliated Mason - unless he 
+is, indeed, of those infortunates who have so lived that no Mason 
+wants again to take him by the hand as a brother - may apply to a 
+lodge, again pass the ballot, and once again become of that circle 
+the bonds of which are the stronger that they cannot be seen.
+Pity the Wandering Jew - and be not his Masonic prototype, not only 
+for your own but for the sake of all who have joined hands across the 
+Altar to tie the knot that may not be untied!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   August, 1930   No.8
+
+CORN, WINE AND OIL
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The wages which our ancient brethren received for their labors in the 
+building of King Solomon’s Temple are paid no more.  In the lodge we 
+use them as symbols, save in the dedication, constitution and 
+consecration of a new lodge and in the laying of cornerstones, when 
+once again the fruit of the land, the brew of the grape and the 
+essence of the olive are poured to launch a new unit of brotherhood 
+into the fellowship of lodges; or to begin a new structure dedicated 
+to the public use.	
+Corn, wine and oil have been associated together from the earliest 
+times.  In Deuteronomy the “nation of fierce countenance” which is to 
+destroy the people “shall not leave thee either corn, wine or oil.”  
+In II Chronicles we read “the children of Israel brought in abundance 
+the first fruits of corn, wine and oil -.”Nehemiah tells of “a great 
+chamber where aforetime they laid the meat offerings, the 
+frankincense and the vessels, and the tithes of the corn, the new 
+wine and the oil - “ and later “then brought all Judah the tithe of 
+the corn, the new wine and the oil into the treasures.”
+There are other references in the Great Light to these particular 
+forms of taxes, money and tithes for religious purposes; wealth and 
+refreshment.  In ancient days the grapes in the vineyard and olives 
+in the grove and the grain of the field were not only wealth but the 
+measure of trade; so many skins of wine, so many cruses of oil, so 
+many bushels of corn were to them as are dollars and cents today.  
+Thus our ancient brethren received wages in corn, wine and oil as a 
+practical matter; they were paid for their labors in the coin of the 
+realm.
+The oil pressed from the olive was as important to the Jews in 
+Palestine as butter and other fats are among occidentals.  Because it 
+was so necessary, and hence so valuable, it became an important part 
+of sacrificial rites.  There is no point in the sacrifice which is 
+only a form.  To be effective it must offer before the Altar 
+something of value; something the giving of which will testify to the 
+love and veneration in which the sacrificer holds the Most High.
+Oil was also used not only as a food but for lighting purposes; more 
+within the house than in the open air, where torches were more 
+effective.  Oil was also an article of the bath; mixed with perfume 
+it was used in the ceremonies of anointment, and in preparation for 
+ceremonial appearances.  The “Precious ointment upon the head, which 
+ran down upon the beard, even Aaron’s beard, that went down to the 
+skirts of his garment;” as the quotation has it in our entered 
+Apprentice Degree, (and Nevada’s Master Mason opening and closing) 
+was doubtless made of olive oil, suitably mixed with such perfumes 
+and spices as myrrh, cinnamon, galbanum and frankincense.  Probably 
+oil was also used as a surgical dressing; nomadic peoples, subject to 
+injuries, could hardly avoid knowledge of the value of soothing oil.
+With so many uses for oil, its production naturally was stimulated.  
+Not only was the production of the olive grove a matter of wealth, 
+but the nourishing and processing of the oil gave employment to many.  
+Oil was obtained from the olive both by pressing - probably by a 
+stone wheel revolving in or on a larger stone, mill or mortar - and 
+also by a gentle pounding.  This hand process produced a finer 
+quality of oil.  “And thou shalt command the children of Israel that 
+they bring pure olive oil beaten for the light, to cause the lamp to 
+burn always.”  (Exodus, 27-20.)
+The corn of the Bible is not the corn we know today.  
+In many, if not the majority of the uses of the word, a more 
+understandable translation would be simply “grain.”  The principal 
+grains of the Old Testament days were barley and wheat; corn 
+represents not only both of these, but all the grains which the Jews 
+cultivated.  Our modern corn, cultivated and cross-bred was, of 
+course, unknown to the ancients, although it might be going too far 
+to say they had no grain similar to the Indian maize from which our 
+great corn crop has grown.
+An ear of grain has been an emblem of plenty since the mists of 
+antiquity which shroud the beginnings of mythology.  Ceres, goddess 
+of abundance, survives today in our cereals.  The Greeks call her 
+Demeter, a corruption of Gemeter, our mother earth.  She wore a 
+garland of grain and carried ears of grain in her hand.
+The Hebrew Shibboleth means both an ear of corn and a flood of water.  
+Both are symbols of abundance, plenty and wealth.  American Masonic 
+use of a sheaf of wheat in place of an ear of wheat - or any other 
+grain such as corn - seems rather without point or authority.  As for 
+the substitution occasionally heard, of “water ford” for “water 
+fall,” we can only blame the corrupting influence of time and the 
+ignorance of those who have permitted it, since a water “Ford” 
+signifies a paucity, the absence of water, while a water “Fall” 
+carries out both the translation of the word and the meaning of the 
+ear of corn - plenty.
+Scarcely less important to our ancient brethren than their corn and 
+oil, was the wine.  Vineyards were highly esteemed both as wealth and 
+as a comfort - the pleasant shade of the “vine and fig tree” was a 
+part of ancient hospitality.  Vineyards on mountain sides or hills 
+were most carefully tended and protected against washing away by 
+terraces and walls, as even today one may see the hillsides of the 
+Rhine.  Thorn hedges kept cattle from helping themselves to the 
+grapes.  The vineyardist frequently lived in a watch tower or hut on 
+an elevation to keep sharp look-out that neither predatory man nor 
+beast took his ripening wealth.
+The feast of Booths, in the early fall, when the grapes were ripe, 
+was a time of joy and happiness.  “New Wine” - that is, the 
+unfermented, just pressed-out juice of the grape - was drunk by all.  
+Fermented wine was made by storing the juice of the grape in skins or 
+bottles.  Probably most of the early wine of Old Testament days was 
+red, but later the white grape must have come into esteem - at least, 
+it is the principal grape of production for that portion of the world 
+today.
+Corn, wine and oil form important and necessary parts of the 
+ceremonies of the dedication, consecration and constitution of a new 
+lodge.
+Lodges were anciently dedicated to King Solomon, but as we all know, 
+our modern lodges are dedicated to the Holy Sts. John. “and since 
+their time there is represented in every regular and well-governed 
+lodge a certain point within a circle, emborderd by two parallel 
+perpendicular lines, representing those saints.”
+This symbol of the point within the circle is far older than King 
+Solomon’s Temple.  The two lines which emborder it, and which we 
+consider represent the Saints, were originally representative of the 
+summer and winter solstices.  The Holy Sts. John have their “days” so 
+closely to the summer and winter solstices - (June 24 and December 27 
+are almost coincident to June 21 and December 21) that there can be 
+little doubt that both lines and dates represented to our “ancient 
+brethren” the highest and lowest points which the sun reached in its 
+travels north and south.  They are, most intimately connected with 
+the time of fecundity and harvest, the festivals of the first fruits, 
+the depths of winter and the beginning of the long climb of the sun 
+up from the south towards the days of warmth which that climb 
+promised.
+Hence corn, wine and oil - the produce of the land - are natural 
+accompaniments to the dedication of a lodge which it is hoped will 
+prosper, reap in abundance of the first fruits of Masonic cultivation 
+and a rich harvest of ripe character from the seeds it plants.
+Corn, wine and oil poured upon the symbolic lodge at the ceremony 
+which creates it, are essential to “erection” or “consecration.”  All 
+lodges are “erected to God and Consecrated to the services of the 
+Most High.”  From earliest times consecration has been accompanied by 
+sacrifice, a free-will offering of something of real value to those 
+who thus worship.  Hence the sacrifice of corn, wine and oil - the 
+wealth of the land, the strength of the tribe, the come-fort and 
+well-being of the individual - at the consecration of any place of 
+worship or service of God. 
+Like so much else in our ceremonies, the idea today is wholly 
+symbolic.  The Grand Master orders his Deputy (or whatever other 
+officer is customary) to pour the Corn, the Senior Grand Warden to 
+pour the Wine and the Junior Grand Warden to pour the oil upon the 
+“lodge” - usually a covered structure representing the original Ark 
+of the Covenant.  The corn is poured as an emblem of nourishment; the 
+wine as an emblem of refreshment and the oil as an emblem of joy and 
+happiness.
+The sacrifice we thus make is not actual, any more than Masonic work 
+is physical labor.  The ceremony should mean to those who take part 
+in it, to those who form the new lodge, that the symbolic sacrifice 
+will be made real by the donation of the necessary time, effort, 
+thought and brotherly affection which will truly make the new lodge 
+an effective instrument in the hands of the builders.  When the Grand 
+Master constitutes the new lodge, he brings it legally into 
+existence.  A man and a woman may be married in a civil ceremony of 
+consecration.  But as the joining of a man and woman in matrimony is 
+by most considered as a sacrament, to be solemnized with the blessing 
+of the Most High, so is the creation of a new lodge, but the 
+consecration is also its spirit.
+In the laying of a corner stone the Grand Master also pours, or 
+causes to be poured, the corn, wine and oil, symbolizing health, 
+prosperity and peace.  The fruits of the land are poured upon the 
+cornerstone to signify that it will form part of a building which 
+shall grow, be used for purposes of proper refreshment, and become 
+useful and valuable to men.  The ceremonies differ in different 
+Jurisdictions - indeed, so do those of the dedication, consecration 
+and constitution of a lodge - but the essential idea is the same 
+everywhere. regardless of the way in which they are applied in the 
+ritualistic ceremonies.
+It probably matters very little what varieties of grain, of oil and 
+juice of the grape are used in these ceremonies.  The symbolism will 
+be the same, since the brethren assembled will not know the actual 
+character of the fruits of the earth being used.  The main theme is 
+that “Fruits of the Earth” are being used, no matter which fruits 
+they are!  To be quite correct though, barley or wheat should be used 
+for the corn, olive oil for the oil, and sacramental wine, such as is 
+permitted by the Volstead Act (during the days of the prohibition!) 
+for religious purposes for the wine.  It may be noted, however, that 
+“new wine” or unfermented grape juice was used by the children of 
+Israel as a sacrificial wine, the ordinary grape juice in no way 
+destroys the symbolism.  Mineral oil, of course is oil, and is a 
+“fruit of the earth” in the sense that it comes from the “clay which 
+is constantly being employed for man’s use.” The oil of Biblical 
+days, however, was wholly vegetable, whether it was the olive oil of 
+commerce, or the oil of cedar as was used in burials.
+Corn, wine and oil were the wages paid our ancient brethren.  They 
+were the “Master’s Wages” of the days of King Solomon.  Masons of 
+this day receive no material wages for their labors; the work done in 
+a lodge is paid for only in the coin of the heart.  But those wages 
+are no less real.  They may sprout as does the grain, strengthen as 
+does the wine, nourish as does the oil.  How much we receive and what 
+we do with our wages depends entirely on our Masonic work.  A brother 
+obtains from his lodge and from his Order only what he puts into it.  
+Our ancient brethren were paid for their physical labors.  Whether 
+their wages were paid for work performed upon the mountain and in the 
+quarries, or whether they received corn, wine and oil because they 
+labored in the fields or vineyards, it was true then, and it is true 
+now, that only “in the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread.”  To 
+receive the equivalent of corn, wine and oil, a brother must labor.  
+He must till the fields of his own heart or build the temple of his 
+own “house not made with hands.  “He must labor to his neighbor or 
+carry stones for his brother’s temple.
+If he stands, waits, watches and wonders he will not be able to 
+ascend into the Middle Chamber where our ancient brethren received 
+their wages.  If he works for the joy of working, does his part in 
+his lodge work, takes his place among the laborers of Freemasonry, he 
+will receive corn, wine and oil in measures pressed down and running 
+over, and know a Fraternal Joy as substantial in fact as it is 
+ethereal in quality; as real in his heart as it is intangible to the 
+profane of the world.
+For all of us then corn, then wine and then oil are symbols of 
+sacrifice, of the fruits of labor, of wages earned.  For all of us, 
+“SO MOTE IT BE!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   September, 1930   No.9
+
+I VOUCH FOR HIM
+
+by: Unknown
+
+To vouch for a Mason is, Masonically, to say to the brother to whom  
+you are introducing the one you are vouching for:  “I know that 
+Bother J.D. (John Doe) is a Master Mason.”
+By implication it means (1) that the brother doing the vouching has 
+sat in open lodge with the brother being vouched for: or (2) that the 
+brother vouching has subjected the brother vouched for to a strict 
+trial and due examination: or (3) that the brother vouching has 
+received an avouchment of another brother he knows to be a Master 
+Mason, that the brother now vouched for is known to “Him” as a Master 
+Mason.
+In some jurisdictions Grand Lodges have decided that no brother may 
+undertake a private examination of any man representing himself as a 
+brother without orders from the Worship Master of his lodge, or the 
+Grand Master.  In these Jurisdictions it is held that the Worshipful 
+Master is solely responsible for the proper purging of his lodge, and 
+that, in consequence, he and only he has the right to select the 
+committee which shall examine a stranger.  In such Jurisdictions only 
+the Master (or the Grand Master) may decide who is competent and who 
+is not competent to examine a visitor for entrance into his lodge.
+Some Jurisdictions have ruled that no “second-hand” avouchment is 
+permissible - that “A) can vouch for “B” only if he has sat in open 
+lodge with him, with the exception, of course, that the members of a 
+properly qualified and appointed committee may vouch for the brother 
+they have examined if he has proved himself to be a Master Mason.
+Avouchment is a very important matter; much more important than 
+appears upon the surface.  It demands, and should receive, the 
+earnest thought of all officers of the lodge.  The “good and 
+wholesome instruction” which a Master is charged to give, or cause to 
+be given to his brethren may be well concerned, occasionally, with 
+this vital matter.
+The number of men who have never taken the degrees who try to get 
+into  Masonic lodges is very small.  Nevertheless, there have been, 
+are, and doubtless will be such men; men without principle or honor; 
+“eavesdroppers” who have heard what was not intended for their ears, 
+or men who have become “book Masons” by the study of some of the 
+exposes of Masonry which may still be found in some libraries, and 
+which they deem to set forth the correct ritual.
+However few in number these importers may be, they must be strictly 
+guarded against.  No such crook desires to work his way into a 
+Masonic lodge for any other purpose than to obtain credit for being a 
+Master Mason, and, later, to defraud some of the brethren with whom 
+he thus hopes to sit in lodge.
+Far more dangerous than the “eavesdropper” is the “cowan.”  In these 
+modern days the “cowan” is the man who has been legally raised but 
+who has been dropped N.P.D., or suspended or expelled after a Masonic 
+trial; or he is an Entered Apprentice, or Fellowcraft, whose further 
+advancement has been stopped for cause.
+If such be evilly disposed he may - and has been known to - forge a 
+good standing card to use as credentials.  Or he may find a lost card 
+and assume the identity of the name upon it.  Some brethren are so 
+unwise as to keep their good standing cards from year to year as an 
+interesting collection.  If such a collection be stolen, it may be 
+the innocent means of letting loose upon the Fraternity a whole flock 
+of designing cowans, since dates upon such cards are changed with 
+little difficulty.  It is an excellent Masonic rule to destroy last 
+year’s card as soon as you new one arrives.  Loss of a current card 
+should be immediately reported to the Grand Secretary, as well as to 
+the Master of the Lodge.  The Grand Secretary will probably notify 
+all constituent lodges to be on the lookout for any person presenting 
+that lost card.
+In many Jurisdictions Masters may not authorize the examination of 
+any would-be visitor who cannot produce credentials.  In other 
+Jurisdictions it is considered sufficient if some known brother 
+vouches for the credibility of the would-be visitor even if he has no 
+credentials.  Some Jurisdiction require Masters to assure themselves 
+that the lodge from which the visitor purports to come is a “just and 
+legally constituted lodge” under some recognized Grand Lodge.  
+Particularly, Jurisdictions which are afflicted with clandestine 
+Masons are apt to be strict in this regard.  All Jurisdictions should 
+be especially strict with putative brethren who hail from 
+Jurisdictions where clandestine Masonry is know to flourish.
+Unless forbidden by Grand Lodge, “A” may accept the avouchment of “B” 
+that he has sat in lodge with “C”, and therefore knows “C” to be a 
+Master Mason.  But “A” is not obliged to accept this avouchment.  “A” 
+may have no Masonic confidence in “B”.  He may believe that “B” has 
+not been to lodge for a decade and distrusts his memory as to his 
+sitting in lodge with “C”.  No Masonic authority has the power to 
+compel “A” to vouch for a brother because he has been vouched for to 
+him by another.  To vouch or not to vouch is matter of conscience and 
+belief.  Neither is under control of any law, secular or Masonic.
+Under no circumstances whatever should “A” ever accept an avouchment 
+from “B” as to “C,” unless all three be present together.
+“B” will call up “A” on the telephone: “I’m sending Brother “C” 
+around to see you,” he may say.  “I vouch for him as a Master Mason.  
+Will you see that he is properly introduced to our Tiler tonight?”
+(A’s) proper answer is: “Not unless you bring him around and 
+introduce him to me personally.”
+“A” has no Masonic means of knowing that the man who comes in and 
+says: “I’m Brother “B,” is really the “B” for whom “C” has vouched!
+For the same reasons, no avouchment by letter should ever be 
+accepted, no matter what the circumstances - nay, not even if the 
+letter contains a picture of the man it vouches for!  Letters can be 
+lost.  Photographs may be changed.  Even Lodge Seals may be imitated.  
+Masonically, there is no such thing as vouching in absence.  Masonic 
+avouchment can only be accomplished in the presence of all three; the 
+brother vouched for, the bother vouched to, and the brother doing the 
+vouching.  Any other is spurious, un-Masonic and should never be 
+tolerated or accepted.
+“B” does not receive “lawful Masonic information when “A” says to 
+him:  “I have been to the Chapter with “C.”
+It is true that no man may become a Royal Arch Mason unless he is 
+first a Master Mason.  A Royal Arch Mason, therefore, may have at 
+some time been a Master Mason.  But “A” cannot know how well the 
+Chapter in question guards its tiled door.  For all he knows to the 
+contrary, “C” held a forged Chapter card, had been expelled from his 
+Blue Lodge and yet managed to get, or retain   his Chapter card.  
+Doubtful?  Probably!  But possible never the
+What applies to the Chapter, of course, also applies to the 
+Commandry, Council, Scottish Rite, Shrine, Grotto and Eastern Star - 
+any body of Masonry the members of which must first be  Master 
+Masons.
+Especially does it refer to the Masonic Club!  The Masonic Club, 
+worthy and valuable organization though it might be, is in no sense a 
+Masonic organization.  It is an organization of Masons.  In some 
+cities are Interchurch Men’s Clubs, in which male members of all 
+churches are welcome as members.  But no one, the Men’s Club least of 
+all, would claim that such clubs are Churches!  A Masonic club is 
+made up of Master Masons, presumably in good standing, but it is not 
+Masonically Tiled, it is not under direct control of a Grand Lodge, 
+it is not Masonic, and it is not competent to judge for any Blue 
+Lodge the genuineness of Masonic Membership.  Therefore, the fact 
+that “A” meets “B” in his Masonic club is not “lawful Masonic 
+information” which “A” can pass on to his Tiler, saying:  “I know “B” 
+to be a Master Mason.”
+None of these cautions or restrictions can legitimately be considered 
+to reflect upon the honesty of either the brother who desires to 
+vouch, or the honor of the brother who wishes to be vouched for.  Let 
+us draw a parallel case and consider what “Avouchment” is in the 
+business world.	
+“A” desires to borrow money from his bank.  The bank knows and trust 
+“A”.  But long experience has taught the bank that “one name paper” 
+is at times not good paper.  The bank, therefore, requires “A” to 
+secure some additional name as an endorsement.  “A” asks “B” to 
+endorse his paper.  Now “B” may know “A” as a good neighbor, a fellow 
+club member, the owner of an adjoining pew in the church.  “B” 
+however, may know absolutely nothing of “A’s” finances or credit 
+rating.  If “B” refuses to “vouch for” “A” at the bank, it does not 
+mean, and is not taken to mean, that he distrusts “A”, - merely that 
+he knows nothing about his financial standing.  Similarly even if “B” 
+knows all about “A” and trusts him up to the hilt, the bank may not 
+know “B” and therefore may be unwilling to take his “avouchment” - 
+his endorsement of “A’s” note.  That does not mean that the bank 
+distrusts “B: - merely that the bank has no knowledge of “B”, one way 
+or another.
+Let us suppose “A” says to “B:”  “I’m going to bring “C” around to 
+see you.  I’ve been to Shrine with him.  I know him well.  He says 
+he’s a member of Temple Lodge and I believe him.  I’ll vouch for him, 
+although I haven’t sat in lodge with him.”
+When “B” very properly refuses to take this avouchment, neither “A” 
+or “C” have any cause to think that “B” feels any personal distrust 
+of either.  He simply has not received that “legal Masonic 
+Information” which both “A” and “B” know - and “C” should know, if he 
+really is a Master Mason - is essential to any proper avouchment.
+From these premises it necessarily follows that any avouchment 
+predicated upon an examination other than that in Ancient Craft 
+Masonry is of no value as “lawful Masonic information.”  “A” comes to 
+the Tiler’s door with “C and asks for a committee to examine him that 
+he may visit.  “A” has a little talk with the Master.  “C” is a Mason 
+alright!” he assures the Master.  “But he’s rusty.  He never comes to 
+Blue Lodge; spends all his time in the Chapter.  Appoint a couple of 
+Chapter Members on the committee, will you, Worshipful?  They’ll soon 
+be satisfied!”
+The Worshipful Master will do as he pleases, but he is well advised 
+if he picks two brethren who are “Not” Chapter Masons.  The brother 
+who cannot satisfy a Blue Lodge Committee that has been regularly 
+Entered, Passed and Raised in a lodge of Master Masons should not be 
+permitted to enter the lodge - not if he is letter perfect in the 
+Chapter work and can give all the signs, tokens, and words of the 
+Scottish Rite - which are numerous.!
+No avouchment may be accepted from an Entered Apprentice or a 
+Fellowcraft.  A brother of the first or second degree may be 
+absolutely sure that all those in the lodge in which he took his 
+degrees were Master Masons, he cannot posses “lawful Masonic 
+information” about Master Masons.  Neither is he competent to vouch 
+to a Tiler for any entered Apprentice or Fellowcraft he remembers as 
+in lodge with him, as a Mason of the degree in which the lodge was 
+then open on.  The right to vouch is strictly a Master Mason’s right’ 
+no brother of the first or second degree possesses it!
+Vouching for a brother is a solemn undertaking.  Before the lodge and 
+the brethren the voucher puts his Masonic credit against the 
+credibility of the brother he vouches for.  No squeamishness of 
+feeling should ever interfere.  A Master Mason should not vouch for 
+his blood brother unless he has sat in lodge with him, tested him for 
+himself, or unless his brother has been vouched for to him.  He may 
+be morally sure his brother is a Mason but a lodge does not recognize 
+such surety as “lawful Masonic information.”
+No brother should ever feel offended because a brother will not vouch 
+for him.  “A” may remember having sat in lodge with “B”, yet “B” may 
+have forgotten that they sat together in lodge.  If “B” refuses to 
+vouch for “A”, “A” should be happy that “B” is so careful a Mason, 
+not offended that “B” does not remember or because “he doesn’t trust 
+me.”
+
+The lodge is more important than the brother.  The sanctity of the 
+Tiled door is greater than the feelings of the individual.  The 
+Masonic honor of the brother doing the vouching should be of far 
+greater worth to him than any consideration of expediency.
+The entire law and the prophets may be covered in one small 
+commandment:  “Never vouch unless you have lawful Masonic 
+information.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   October, 1930   No.10
+
+THE 47th PROBLEM
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Containing more real food for thought, and impressing on the 
+receptive mind a greater truth than any other of the emblems in the 
+lecture of the Sublime Degree, the 47th problem of Euclid generally 
+gets less attention, and certainly less than all the rest.
+Just why this grand exception should receive so little explanation in 
+our lecture; just how it has happened, that, although the 
+Fellowcraft’s degree makes so much of Geometry, Geometry’s right hand 
+should be so cavalierly treated, is not for the present inquiry to 
+settle.  We all know that the single paragraph of our lecture devoted 
+to Pythagoras and his work is passed over with no more emphasis than 
+that given to the Bee Hive of the Book of Constitutions.  More’s the 
+pity; you may ask many a Mason to explain the 47th problem, or even 
+the meaning of the word “hecatomb,” and receive only an evasive 
+answer, or a frank “I don’t know - why don’t you ask the Deputy?”
+The Masonic legend of Euclid is very old - just how old we do not 
+know, but it long antedates our present Master Mason’s Degree.  The 
+paragraph relating to Pythagoras in our lecture we take wholly from 
+Thomas Smith Webb, whose first Monitor appeared at the close of the 
+eighteenth century.
+It is repeated here to refresh the memory of those many brethren who 
+usually leave before the lecture:
+“The 47th problem of Euclid was an invention of our ancient friend 
+and brother, the great  Pythagoras, who, in his travels through Asia, 
+Africa and Europe was initiated into several orders of Priesthood, 
+and was also Raised to the Sublime Degree of Master Mason. This wise 
+philosopher enriched his mind abundantly in a general knowledge of 
+things, and more especially in Geometry.  On this subject he drew out 
+many problems and theorems, and, among the most distinguished, he 
+erected this, when, in the joy of his heart, he exclaimed Eureka, in 
+the Greek Language signifying “I have found it,” and upon the 
+discovery of which he is said to have sacrificed a hecatomb.  It 
+teaches Masons to be general lovers of the arts and sciences.”
+Some of facts here stated are historically true; those which are only 
+fanciful at least bear out the symbolism of the conception.
+In the sense that Pythagoras was a learned man, a leader, a teacher, 
+a founder of a school, a wise man who saw God in nature and in 
+number; and he was a “friend and brother.”  That he was “initiated 
+into several orders of Priesthood” is a matter of history.  That he 
+was “Raised to the Sublime Degree of Master Mason” is of course 
+poetic license and an impossibility, as  the “Sublime Degree” as we 
+know it is only a few hundred years old - not more than three at the 
+very outside.  Pythagoras is known to have traveled, but the 
+probabilities are that his wanderings were confined to the countries 
+bordering the Mediterranean.  He did go to Egypt, but it is at least 
+problematical that he got much further into Asia than Asia Minor.  He 
+did indeed “enrich his mind abundantly” in many matters, and 
+particularly in mathematics. That he was the first to “erect” the 
+47th problem is possible, but not proved; at least he worked with it 
+so much that it is sometimes called “The Pythagorean problem.”  If he 
+did discover it he might have exclaimed “Eureka” but the he 
+sacrificed a hecatomb - a hundred head of cattle - is entirely out of 
+character, since the Pythagoreans were vegetarians and reverenced all 
+animal life.
+Pythagoras was probably born on the island of Samos, and from 
+contemporary Grecian accounts was a studious lad whose manhood was 
+spent in the emphasis of mind as opposed to the body, although he was 
+trained as an athlete.  He was antipathetic to the licentiousness of 
+the aristocratic life of his time and he and his followers were 
+persecuted by those who did not understand them.
+Aristotle wrote of him:  “The Pythagoreans first applied themselves 
+to mathematics, a science which they improved; and penetrated with 
+it, they fancied that the principles of mathematics were the 
+principles of all things.”
+It was written by Eudemus that:  “Pythagoreans changed geometry into 
+the form of a liberal science, regarding its principles in a purely 
+abstract manner and investigated its theorems from the immaterial and 
+intellectual point of view,” a statement which rings with familiar 
+music in the ears of Masons.
+Diogenes said “It was Pythagoras who carried Geometry to perfection,” 
+also “He discovered the numerical relations of the musical scale.”
+Proclus states:  “The word Mathematics originated with the 
+Pythagoreans!”
+The sacrifice of the hecatomb apparently rests on a statement of 
+Plutarch, who probably took it from Apollodorus, that “Pythagoras 
+sacrificed an ox on finding a geometrical diagram.”  As the 
+Pythagoreans originated the doctrine of Metempsychosis which 
+predicates that all souls live first in animals and then in man - the 
+same doctrine of reincarnation held so generally in the East from 
+whence Pythagoras might have heard it - the philosopher and his 
+followers were vegetarians and reverenced all animal life, so the 
+“sacrifice” is probably mythical.  Certainly there is nothing in 
+contemporary accounts of Pythagoras to lead us to think that he was 
+either sufficiently wealthy, or silly enough to slaughter a hundred 
+valuable cattle to express his delight at learning to prove what was 
+later to be the 47th problem of Euclid.
+In Pythagoras’ day (582 B.C.) of course the “47th problem” was not 
+called that.  It remained for Euclid, of Alexandria, several hundred 
+years later, to write his books of Geometry, of which the 47th and 
+48th problems form the end of the first book.  It is generally 
+conceded either that Pythagoras did indeed discover the Pythagorean 
+problem, or that it was known prior to his time, and used by him; and 
+that Euclid, recording in writing the science of Geometry as it was 
+known then, merely availed himself of the mathematical knowledge of 
+his era.
+It is probably the most extraordinary of all scientific matters that 
+the books of Euclid, written three hundred years or more before the 
+Christian era, should still be used in schools.  While a hundred 
+different geometries have been invented or discovered since his day, 
+Euclid’s “Elements” are still the foundation of that science which is 
+the first step beyond the common mathematics of every day.
+In spite of the emphasis placed upon geometry in our Fellowcrafts 
+degree our insistence that it is of a divine and moral nature, and 
+that by its study we are enabled not only to prove the wonderful 
+properties of nature but to demonstrate the more important truths of 
+morality, it is common knowledge that most men know nothing of the 
+science which they studied - and most despised - in their school 
+days.  If one man in ten in any lodge can demonstrate the 47th 
+problem of Euclid, the lodge is above the common run in educational 
+standards!
+And yet the 47th problem is at the root not only of geometry, but of 
+most applied mathematics; certainly, of all which are essential in 
+engineering, in astronomy, in surveying, and in that wide expanse of 
+problems concerned with finding one unknown from two known factors.
+At the close of the first book Euclid states the 47th problem - and 
+its correlative 48th - as follows:
+“47th - In every right angle triangle  the square of the hypotenuse 
+is equal to the sum of the squares of the other two sides.”
+“48th - If the square described of one of the sides of a triangle be 
+equal to the squares described of the other two sides, then the angle 
+contained by these two is a right angle.”
+This sounds more complicated than it is.  Of all people, Masons 
+should know what a square is!  As our ritual teaches us, a square is 
+a right angle or the fourth part of a circle, or an angle of ninety 
+degrees.  For the benefit of those who have forgotten their school 
+days, the “hypotenuse” is the line which makes a right angle (a 
+square) into a triangle, by connecting the ends of the two lines 
+which from the right angle.
+For illustrative purposes let us consider that the familiar Masonic 
+square has one arm six inches long and one arm eight inches long.
+If a square be erected on the six inch arm, that square will contain 
+square inches to the number of six times six, or thirty-six square 
+inches.  The square erected on the eight inch arm will contain square 
+inches to the number of eight times eight, or sixty-four square 
+inches.
+The sum of sixty-four and thirty-six square inches is one hundred 
+square inches.
+According to the 47th problem the square which can be erected upon 
+the hypotenuse, or line adjoining the six and eight inch arms of the 
+square should contain one hundred square inches.  The only square 
+which can contain one hundred square inches has ten inch sides, since 
+ten, and no other number, is the square root of one hundred.
+This is provable mathematically, but it is also demonstrable with an 
+actual square.  The curious only need lay off a line six inches long, 
+at right angles to a line eight inches long; connect the free ends by 
+a line (the Hypotenuse) and measure the length of that line to be 
+convinced - it is, indeed, ten inches long. 
+This simple matter then, is the famous 47th problem.  
+But while it is simple in conception it is complicated with 
+innumerable ramifications in use.
+It is the root of all geometry.  It is behind the discovery of every 
+unknown from two known factors.  It is the very cornerstone of 
+mathematics.
+The engineer who tunnels from either side through a mountain uses it 
+to get his two shafts to meet in the center.
+The surveyor who wants to know how high a mountain may be ascertains 
+the answer through the 47th problem.
+The astronomer who calculates the distance of the sun, the moon, the 
+planets and who fixes “the duration of time and seasons, years and 
+cycles,” depends upon the 47th problem for his results.
+The navigator traveling the trackless seas uses the 47th problem in 
+determining his latitude, his longitude and his true time.
+Eclipses are predicated, tides are specified as to height and time of 
+occurrence, land is surveyed, roads run, shafts dug,   and bridges 
+built because of the 47th problem of Euclid - probably discovered by 
+Pythagoras - shows the way.
+It is difficult to show “why” it is true; easy to demonstrate that it 
+is true.  If you ask why the reason for its truth is difficult to 
+demonstrate, let us reduce the search for “why” to a fundamental and 
+ask “why” is two added to two always four, and never five or three?”  
+We answer “because we call the product of two added to two by the 
+name of four.”  If we express the conception of “fourness” by some 
+other name, then two plus two would be that other name.  But the 
+truth would be the same, regardless of the name.
+So it is with the 47th problem of Euclid.  The sum of the squares of 
+the sides of any right angled triangle - no matter what their 
+dimensions - always exactly equals the square of the line connecting 
+their ends (the hypotenuse).  One line may be a few 10’s of an inch 
+long - the other several miles long; the problem invariably works 
+out, both by actual measurement upon the earth, and by mathematical 
+demonstration.
+It is impossible for us to conceive of a place in the universe where 
+two added to two produces five, and not four (in our language).  We 
+cannot conceive of a world, no matter how far distant among the 
+stars, where the 47th problem is not true.  For “true” means absolute 
+- not dependent upon time, or space, or place, or world or even 
+universe.  Truth, we are taught, is a divine attribute and as such is 
+coincident with Divinity, omnipresent.
+It is in this sense that the 47th problem “teaches Masons to be 
+general lovers of the art and sciences.”  The universality of this 
+strange and important mathematical principle must impress the 
+thoughtful with the immutability of the laws of nature.  The third of 
+the movable jewels of the entered Apprentice Degree reminds us that 
+“so should we, both operative and speculative, endeavor to erect our 
+spiritual building (house) in accordance with the rules laid down by 
+the Supreme Architect of the Universe, in the great books of nature 
+and revelation, which are our spiritual, moral and Masonic 
+Trestleboard.”
+Greatest among “the rules laid down by the Supreme Architect of the 
+Universe,” in His great book of nature, is this of the 47th problem; 
+this rule that, given a right angle triangle, we may find the length 
+of any side if we know the other two; or, given the squares of all 
+three, we may learn whether the angle is a “Right” angle, or not.
+With the 47th problem man reaches out into the universe and produces 
+the science of astronomy.  With it he measures the most infinite of 
+distances.  With it he describes the whole framework and handiwork of 
+nature.  With it he calcu-lates the orbits and the positions of those 
+“numberless worlds about us.”  With it he reduces the chaos of 
+ignorance to the law and order of intelligent appreciation of the 
+cosmos.  With it he instructs his fellow-Masons that “God is always 
+geometrizing” and that the “great book of Nature” is to be read 
+through a square.
+Considered thus, the “invention of our ancient friend and brother, 
+the great Pythagoras,” becomes one of the most impressive, as it is 
+one of the most important, of the emblems of all Freemasonry, since 
+to the initiate it is a symbol of the power, the wisdom and the 
+goodness of the Great Articifer of the Universe.  It is the plainer 
+for its mystery - the more mysterious because it is so easy to 
+comprehend.
+Not for nothing does the Fellowcraft’s degree beg our attention to 
+the study of the seven liberal arts and sciences, especially the 
+science of geometry, or Masonry.  Here, in the Third Degree, is the 
+very heart of Geometry, and a close and vital connection between it 
+and the greatest of all Freemasonry’s teachings - the knowledge of 
+the “All-Seeing Eye.”
+He that hath ears to hear - let him hear - and he that hath eyes to 
+see - let him look!  When he has both listened and looked, and 
+understood the truth behind the 47th problem he will see a new 
+meaning to the reception of a Fellowcraft, understand better that a 
+square teaches morality and comprehend why the “angle of 90 degrees, 
+or the fourth part of a circle” is dedicated to the Master!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   November, 1930   No.11
+
+HONORS FROM THE CRAFT
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“Freemasonry regards no man for his worldly wealth or honors.”  In 
+her lodges all men meet on the level.  That she should provide 
+elaborate and ceremonious honors in many forms for those who love and 
+labor for the Craft is one of he delightful inconsistences of the 
+Order!
+These orders are of several kinds - ceremonious, as in the 
+receptions; salutary from the brethren to the Worshipful Master and 
+to the Grand Master; titular when the brother honored receives the 
+permanent right to the use of a Masonic title, usually accompanied by 
+certain rights and privileges, and symbolic, when the recipient is 
+presented with a decoration, emblem or other device to be worn upon 
+proper occasions.
+Highest of the salutary honors are the Grand honors; usually given 
+upon four occasions; the visit to the lodge of a Grand Master, or a 
+Deputy Grand Master acting for him; installations of Grand Masters 
+and Worshipful Masters, the dedication of a Masonic Hall or Temple 
+and the constitution of a new lodge.  Their manner is esoteric and 
+therefore cannot be described here.
+Any who have read a history of the manners and customs of ancient 
+Rome will at once see a resemblance between the prescribed form of 
+both our private and public Grand Honors, and the carefully 
+restricted and formal methods of laudation and applause practiced in 
+those days.
+In this modern era, applause by clapping the hands is common to the 
+theater, the concert hall and the lecture room; such applause as is 
+given at a baseball or football game would be considered ill-bred in 
+a theater.  In ancient Rome applause was even more particularly 
+formal.  Three kinds of laudation with the hands were prescribed to 
+express various degrees of enthusiasm.  “Bombi” was given  by 
+striking the cupped hands gently and frequently, a crowd thus 
+produced a humming sound.  “Imbrices” was similar to our usual 
+applause, hands struck smartly palm to palm; while “Testae” was 
+produced by hitting the palm of the left hand with the fingers of the 
+right hand grouped to a point, producing a hollow sound (when done by 
+many) something like that made by hitting a hollow vessel.
+Freemasonry’s private Grand Honors given at corner-stone layings and 
+funerals - crossing the arms on the breast, raising them over the 
+head and dropping them to the sides - have evidently the same 
+classical origin.  The three motions are repeated three times; there 
+is thus a succession of nine blows, as hands strike shoulders, strike 
+each other overhead and strike thighs.  This feature makes 
+intelligible the phrase occasionally used “giving honors of three 
+times three.”  (There are different honors for this in Nevada.)
+It is unnecessary (and illegal) to dwell upon the familiar salutes to 
+the Master in the lodge room, since every Mason who can enter a lodge 
+must know their origin and allusions.  Suffice it to say here that 
+when offered to a Worshipful Master, they but emphasize the respect 
+and veneration which the Craft pays to the Oriental Chair, looking to 
+its occupant for wisdom, guidance and counsel.  Happy the brother in 
+the East who deserves all the respect shown his office.
+Conferring honorary membership in a lodge or Grand Lodge is a method 
+of honoring a brother the greater, as its bestowal is rare.  It is 
+more common on the continent than in England or the United States.  
+Some lodges provide in the their By-Laws for a definite number of 
+honorary memberships, which cannot be exceeded without the trouble 
+and inconvenience of an amendment.  Other lodges refuse to consider 
+thus honoring a brother.  In a few instances honorary members pay 
+dues.  The lodge honoring them thus puts them on a parity with its 
+own members in everything but the right to ballot on petitions and in 
+elections, and the right to hold office.  In some lodges honorary 
+membership carries with it the privilege of the floor (under the 
+pleasure of the Master); in others, it is a mere gesture and carries 
+no inherent rights.
+The gift of life membership by a lodge to one of its own members is 
+an honor, indeed.   By so doing the lodge says to the recipient:  
+“You are so beloved among us; your services to us and to the Craft 
+have been so great that we desire to relieve you from the payment of 
+dues for the rest of your life.”  Life Memberships, as honors, are 
+often presented in the form of a “Good Standing Card” made of gold, 
+suitably engraved.
+Inasmuch as financial experience has demonstrated that disposing of 
+life memberships by purchase is often an unwise policy for lodges  
+which give life memberships but rarely.  When really earned by some 
+outstanding service to a lodge, or to Masonry, life membership is 
+among the most distin-guished honor which can be conferred upon a 
+brother.
+It is the custom in most lodges to honor the retiring Worshipful 
+Master with a jewel of the office he is then assuming, the honorable 
+and honored station of Past Master.  The jewel of the Past Master in 
+the United States is universally the compasses (“compass” in six 
+jurisdictions!) open sixty degrees upon an arc of the fourth part of 
+a circle, and the legs of the compasses inclosing the sun.  In 
+England the Past Master’s jewel was formerly the square on a 
+quadrant, but is now a square from which is suspended the 47th 
+problem of Euclid.
+Not all lodges give their Past Masters jewels as they become Past 
+Masters.  Failure to do so usually comes either from a lack of 
+understanding that “Past Master” is something more than a mere empty 
+title, or by finances too modest  to stand the strain.
+“Past Master” is not only a name given to the brother who has served 
+his lodge in the East, when he makes way for his successor in office, 
+but is also an honorary degree which all newly elected Masters must 
+receive before they can legally be installed.  The Past Master’s 
+degree is given in the Chapter of Capitular Masonry, or in an 
+Emergent Lodge of Past Masters called for that purpose.  This 
+requirement is very old - certainly as old, or older than the Mother 
+Grand Lodge - and is universal in England and the United States.  
+Whether the degree is conferred in a Chapter or an Emergent Lodge of 
+Past Masters, the recipient (who thus becomes a “virtual Past Master” 
+before he is actually installed as Worshipful Master) is taught many 
+esoteric lessons regarding his conduct while in the Oriental Chair.
+Past Masters are usually members of Grand Lodge, but, according to 
+the most eminent Masonic authorities, not by inherent right but by 
+the local regulations of their own Grand Lodge.  In some Grand Lodges 
+Past Masters have individual votes; in others they have only a 
+fraction of a vote; all the Past Masters from any one lodge being 
+given one whole vote between them.
+The fact that a Past Master must receive that degree before he became 
+an Installed Master, and that he is a member of Grand Lodge is 
+evidence that the title is not empty.  As it confers privileges, it 
+also requires the performance of duties.  The honor is in the state; 
+the jewel is but the expression of the lodge’s appreciation of that 
+honor.  To most brethren their Past Masters’ jewel is their “Master’s 
+Wages” to be cherished as, perhaps, the greatest honor which can ever 
+be given them.
+An additional honor usually accorded Past Masters is a special word 
+of welcome extended by the Worshipful Master, who may, and often 
+does, invite them to seats in the East.  This is a courtesy entirely 
+under the Worshipful master’s control.  It is not required that he 
+invite his predecessors to sit with him; neither is he forbidden to 
+invite anyone in the lodge to sit in the East.
+Another honor the Worshipful Master has wholly in his discretion is 
+offering the gavel to a distinguished visitor.  Usually this is 
+reserved for the Grand Master or the Deputy Grand Master acting in 
+his place, who are received with the lodge standing.  In tendering 
+such a distinguished visitor the Gavel the Worshipful Master says in 
+effect:  “In full knowledge of your wisdom I trust you to preside 
+over my lodge.”  The recipient of such an honor usually receives the 
+gavel, seats the lodge, and returns it immediately to the Master.
+What to do with the brother who has served his lodge in some one 
+capacity for so many years that he can neither successfully carry the 
+burden longer nor decline the honor of re-election or appointment, 
+has troubled many a Master.  Borrowing the title Emeritus from the 
+classic custom of universities may solve the problem.
+Emeritus comes from the latin word “emerere,” meaning “to be greatly 
+deserving.”  The Secretary, Treasurer or Tiler who has served for a 
+generation and now wishes to retire, may be appointed or elected 
+“Treasurer Emeritus”, “Secretary Emeritus”, “Tiler Emeritus,” etc.  
+Such an honor says in effect:  “You have served so long and so well 
+that we cannot dispense with your services or your experience, but we 
+wish you to enjoy them without burdening you with the cares of 
+office.  Therefore we give you the title and the honor and relieve 
+you of the labor.”  If salaried officers are retired with the title 
+Emeritus, continuing their salary for life makes the honor practical.
+Receptions in lodges differ in different Jurisdictions, but all such 
+honors express respect and veneration.  Thus a Grand Master may be 
+received by the Marshall, the Deacons and the Stewards.  Escorted to 
+the East, the Worshipful Master receives him, accords him the Grand 
+Honors (Private or Public as is the case) and tenders the gavel.  
+Less distinguished Grand Lodge officers may be received with the 
+Marshall and Deacons only, Marshall and Stewards only, Marshall only, 
+or with the lodge standing, without any escort.  It is wise to adhere 
+strictly to the form of reception prescribed by local regulations and 
+never to offer such honors to any brethren not specified by 
+regulations as entitled to them.  To use them promiscuously is to 
+lessen their dignity and their effectiveness.
+If election as Worshipful Master is the greatest honor which a lodge 
+may confer upon a brother, election to the “foot of the line” or 
+appointment to any office in the line under the discretion of the 
+Master, is less an honor by but a few degrees, since it is usual, 
+though not invariable, that the brother who begins at the bottom ends 
+at the top.  Whatever his future career may be, at least either lodge 
+or Master has said to the brother who thus takes service in the 
+official family of his lodge:  “We trust you; wee believe in you; we 
+expect that you will demonstrate that we are right when we say we 
+think in time you will be worthy to be Master of this lodge.”
+Selection for membership on either of the four most important 
+committees a Master may appoint; upon charity or upon trials, is a 
+great honor.  For these committees the Master naturally selects only 
+brethren of wisdom, experience, knowledge and an unselfish 
+willingness to serve.
+Masonry honors her dead.  Masonic funeral services conducted over the 
+remains of a deceased brother show his surviving relatives and 
+friends that we are mindful of his worth.  As such, the ceremonies we 
+conduct at the grave are an honor and should be so considered.
+Occasionally arises the problem of the active, hard-working brother, 
+who has done much for the lodge, but who has never held an office, or 
+who, if a Past Master, has received his jewel.  Brethren become lodge 
+instructors; serve for years upon the finance committee, are selected 
+Lodge Trustees or whose advise and counsel is so valued that it is 
+frequently sought.  After long service of this kind a lodge may 
+desire to express its affection in some concrete way.
+The presentation Apron is one very pretty solution of this problem.  
+Presentation Aprons may be obtained from Masonic regalia supply 
+houses with any degree of elaboration and at any cost desired.  They 
+are particularly effective for bestowal upon brethren who have served 
+more than one year as Master.  It detracts from, not adds to, the 
+value of a Past Master’s Jewel to present any brother with two or 
+more of them!  The presentation apron with the Past Master’s Emblem 
+worked in gold embroidery upon it, is a graceful honor which can be 
+worn in the Mother Lodge, or in lodges visited, and is cherished by 
+all who receive it.
+Every brother is familiar with the solemn words with which an Entered 
+Apprentice receives his lambskin or white leather apron - “More 
+Honorable Than the Star and Garter, or any other order - .”  An 
+honor, indeed, but sometimes less appreciated than it deserves 
+because it is given to so many; given, indeed, to all who are 
+permitted to knock upon the West Gate.
+This honor differs from a Past Master’s jewel, or other permanent 
+honors which Freemasonry may bestow, in this vital particular; it is 
+given before the performance.  Others come as a recognition of labor 
+done and a Master’s Wages earned.  The apron may become a great and 
+distinguished honor, or it may be “merely a piece of white lambskin.”  
+Which it will become is wholly in the power of the recipient to say.
+When worthily worn, only one grant from Freemasonry may exceed it in 
+value - the honor of being raised to the Sublime Degree of Master 
+Mason.  Here, too, the honor comes before the work.  But if the work 
+is done, if the wages are earned, if the newly made brother does 
+indeed live according to the precepts of the Fraternity, then at long 
+last, even if he has received the jewel of a Past Master - he will 
+agree, and his brethren will unite in saying that there is no honor 
+which Freemasonry can give to any man that is greater than that which 
+lies in the simple words:  “He is a true Master Mason.”
+ 
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.VIII   December, 1930   No.12
+
+TELL THE WORLD
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“Neither are you to suffer your zeal for the Institution to lead you 
+into an argument with those who, through ignorance, may ridicule it.”
+This cautionary sentence in the Charge to an Entered Apprentice 
+deserves more elaboration than it usually receives; he sits in a good 
+lodge, the Worshipful Master of which instructs both the new and the 
+older brethren in regard to many matters connected with the 
+Fraternity which are in no sense secret, yet which strike the profane 
+as peculiar, odd, sometimes even ridiculous.
+Masonry needs no defense before the world, from her members or anyone 
+else.  Yet what the individual may intend just as a criticism may 
+often require a reasonable answer.  The Mason who understands his 
+Freemasonry, and so can make such a reasonable answer, is not 
+“arguing with ignorance” but spreading light; if he really knows 
+whereof he speaks, he may speak without profit to himself and honor 
+to the Fraternity.
+Perhaps nothing in the Fraternity has caused more criticism from the 
+outside world than the well-known disposition of Master Masons to 
+prefer Masons to non-Masons as objects of relief, as business 
+connections, as social comrades.  The world says, in effect:  “What 
+right has Masonry to say that Masons are more worthy of charity than 
+non-Masons; that business men who are Masons have a better right to 
+business from Masons than non-Masons; that the Fraternity can put any 
+stamp upon a man which makes him socially more desirable that the man 
+who is not initiated?”
+Especially do we hear from those whose doctrinal beliefs are stronger 
+than their knowledge of the New Testament:
+“Don’t you Masons know that charity should be for all, and no 
+preference should be shown to one worthy object above another?”
+Usually such a criticism may be silenced by quoting St.Paul, the 
+Epistle to the Galatians, Chapter 6, verse 10:
+“As we have therefore opportunity, let us do good unto all men, 
+especially unto them who are of the household of faith.”
+Although a Mason is repeatedly abjured to make his charity universal, 
+he is also told, when bidden to relive the distressed, “more 
+especially a brother Mason.”  He has excellent precedent, since St. 
+Paul qualified his “good unto all men” with “especially unto them who 
+are of the household of faith” - that is, to those who are of his 
+church, his beliefs, were his friends and brethren.
+Masons maintain Masonic Homes for the unfortunate among their 
+brethren, their widows and orphans - and often for their sisters, 
+daughters,sons, fathers and mothers!  No Masonic teaching instructs 
+that a Mason should not contribute to other charities.  The 
+continually insistent teaching of charity through all the degrees, 
+especially the entered Apprentice Degree; the continual reminder of 
+the importance of charity in opening and closing all lodges, do put 
+emphasis upon Masonic brethren, but exclude no one from Masonic 
+charity.
+In the monitorial work about the “Bee Hive,” in the Master Mason 
+Degree, we are taught of the advantages of dependence.  Without 
+dependence; societies, nations, families and congregations could not 
+be formed or exist.  But the very solidity of the group, predicated 
+upon mutual independence, also creates this idea of distinction in 
+relief or friendship or business as between those without and those 
+within the group.  This feeling is universal.  The church gives 
+gladly to all good works, but most happily to relieve those of its 
+own faith.  Our government considers the welfare of its own nationals 
+before that of the nationals of other governments.  The head of a 
+family will not deny his own children clothes to put a coat upon the 
+back of the naked child of his neighbor.  Those we know best, those 
+closest, those united in the tightest bonds, come first with us the 
+world over and in every from of union.
+Naturally then, a Mason is taught that while charity is in theory for 
+all, in practice it is for “more especially a brother Mason.”
+What is true of charity is true of business and of social 
+intercourse.  It is false teaching that Masonry should bring business 
+to any man because he is a Mason.  It is good Masonic instruction 
+that a Mason should give business to his brother.  That a Mason who 
+thinks of the stranger who wears a Masonic pin, “What can he do for 
+me?” is not a good Masons.  He who sees the pin and thinks. “What may 
+I do for him?” is a true brother.  To give one’s custom to a Mason is 
+to practice the tie of brotherhood; to ask for business from a Mason 
+because of their brotherhood is to belie it.
+Other things being equal, a brother prefers to deal with a brother, a 
+son with a father and a father with his sons.
+Other things being equal, a Mason prefers to deal with a Mason.
+But if other things are not equal, no obligation predicates business 
+upon Masonry.  It is wholly a matter of desire, of a wish to serve 
+the brother for whom the heart feels affection..
+Some manners and customs peculiarly Masonic arouse the unthinking 
+laughter of those who understand them not.  No need for argument 
+regarding them exists, but sometimes an honest question deserves an 
+honest answer.
+The psychologist finds in the grandiloquent titles of officers in 
+some fraternal orders what he calls “an avenue of escape from 
+reality.”  His theory is that many a man whose success in the world 
+is but modest, finds a satisfaction in its eminence in being called 
+Most Exalted High Chief Sachem of the Purple Palace, which he never 
+obtains in the mundane world.
+The non-Masonic student of psychology hearing of “Worshipful Master” 
+and “Most Worshipful Grand Master” often thinks Masonry has adopted 
+high-sounding titles for similar reasons.
+Nothing could be further from the truth.  The Wycliffe Bible (Matthew 
+xix 19) reads:  “Worship thi fadir and thi modir.”  The authorized 
+Version translates “Worshipful to “honor” - “honor thy father and thy 
+mother.”  In parts of England today one hears the Mayor spoken of as 
+“Worshipful;” the word is used in its ancient sense as meaning one 
+worthy, honorable, to be respected.  “Worshipful” as applied to the 
+Master of a lodge, does not mean the we should bow down to him in 
+adoration, as does the word when used in its ecclesiastical sense.  
+We “Worship” God, but not men.  Our Masters, in being called 
+“Worshipful” are not (as some ignorant critics have said) being put 
+by us in the same class with God, but are paid tribute of respect in 
+the language of two or more centuries ago.
+Several distinct meanings attached to the word “grand.” 
+The most common is (Funk and Wagnalls dictionary) “of imposing 
+character or aspect, magnificent in proportion, extent.”  In this way 
+we speak of the Capital at Washington as “grand;” the nation as a 
+“grand country,” the coronation of the King of England as a “grand” 
+ceremony.
+But “grand” has another meaning.  The same dictionary specifies that 
+it connotes “preeminence of rank or order, of prime importance, 
+principal.”  In this sense we speak of a “grand” parent, a “grand” 
+jury, a “grand” total.  And it is in this sense that we have a Grand 
+Lodge - not that it is magnificent, beautiful, gorgeous, but “grand” 
+in that it is first, primary, principal.
+Hence the Most Worshipful Grand Master of the Grand Lodge means 
+simply “The Master, most worthy of respect of the lodge which is 
+preeminent in rank in Masonry.”  There is nothing in common with such 
+an expression, which has the respectability of a great antiquity 
+behind it, and “Ineffable Exalted High Cockalorum of the Enchanted 
+Palace of the Seventh Heaven” or any other similar collection of 
+meaningless words used to describe the titular head of some mushroom 
+fraternal order.  He who considers our titles in this class is to be 
+pitied for his ignorance and may be enlightened at his request.
+Masonic lodges are seen in public only on three occasions; when 
+conducting the funeral of a deceased brother, when attending Divine 
+services in a group, and when laying cornerstones of public 
+buildings.
+Our public contacts with the profane world are thus infrequent.  The 
+comparative unfamiliarity of the public with the proper dress of a 
+Mason must be at the root of the idea that white aprons are “funny” 
+or “rather silly.”
+Undeniably, a white apron is not sartorially considered a decorative 
+addition to conventional dress!  But neither is the surplice of an 
+Episcopalian minister, the head dress of an orthodox Jewish Rabbi, or 
+the silk hat of the formal opera goer a thing of beauty.
+The badge of a Mason has the respectability and the symbolism of a 
+great antiquity.  We may not go with some enthusiastic researchers 
+into Masonic lore as far as the Garden of Eden, and say that the 
+apron is the modern prototype of the fig leaves worn by our first 
+ancestors, but in the most ancient religions of Israel, Egypt, 
+Chaldea and the Orient; we discover that the apron, in one form or 
+another, was of symbolic significance.  In the mysteries of Mithras, 
+in Persia, candidates were invested with a white apron.  Old 
+carvings, venerable statues, the remnants of ancient writings 
+thousands of years old all show that the apron was a part of the 
+formal dress in many religions and initiations.
+The apron was a practical matter to stone masons; it protected the 
+person of the wearer from chafing and injury; and, when equipped with 
+a pocket, provided the wearer with a convenient receptacle for the 
+chisel and common gavel.
+When the ancient society changed from Operative to Speculative, the 
+tools of a Mason became symbols for moral instruction; the practical 
+dress of the hewer of stone, the honorable badge of a Freemason.  
+When this is made known to the profane, he no longer sees in our 
+clothing any reason for laughter.
+It takes all kinds of people to make a world, and it would be a dull 
+one if we all thought and acted alike!  Being human, Freemasonry has 
+all kinds of men in her ranks.  Each takes from the Ancient Craft 
+according to his vision. his ability, his knowledge and his desire.  
+To some it is holy, sacred, a great and glorious opportunity; a real 
+and vital force; uplifting and ennobling.  To others a lodge is just 
+a place to go, a group of good fellows to meet and know.
+It is from these that we hear of the “Masonic Goat” and the supposed 
+“terrors” of the third degree.  Also. so real are these supposed 
+features of our initiation that the “third degree” has become the 
+name for the physical and mental tortures practiced by the police to 
+extort information from unwilling suspects.
+Let every interested Freemason lift up his voice when seriously 
+interrogated regarding the Masonic goat!  He violates no “secret” 
+when he declares that Freemasonry is serious from the first to the 
+last; that it partakes in no way of the character of initiation of 
+college fraternities, or the Mystic Shrine, both of which, although 
+they have their serious moments, are devoted to making a candidate 
+unhappy for the pleasure of his brethren-to be.
+Our third degree was not called the Sublime Degree of Master Mason 
+because it contained a butting goat!  Masons think upon the pitiful 
+tragedy and the exalted lessons of the Master’s degree with 
+reverence.  No good Mason suffers them to be soiled with the idea of 
+ribald fun, goats, mechanical tortures or other jokes supposedly 
+played upon candidates, if it is in his power to prevent it with a 
+quiet word of truth.
+The Entered Apprentice is charged not to let zeal not lead to 
+argument, yet the last words of the charge are concerned with “the 
+honor, glory and reputation of the institution,” by which the world 
+at large may be convinced of its good effects.”
+Argue not, but do not refuse the courteous answer to the legitimate 
+question as to the public contacts of Freemasonry with the world 
+which, seen in the light of the reasons behind them, are no longer 
+pegs on which to hang a garment of laughter, but beautiful symbols, 
+teaching rich lessons to those who understand.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   January, 1931   No.1
+
+THE PAST MASTER
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Fortunate the lodge which has many; poor that body of Masonry in 
+which Past Masters have lost the interest with which they once 
+presided in the East!
+The honorable station of Past Master is usually honored by the 
+brethren; generally it is considered as second in importance only to 
+that of the presiding Master.  And he is a wise and good Master who 
+sees to it that the brethren of his lodge understand that “Past 
+Master” is no empty title, but carries with it certain rights and 
+privileges, certain duties and responsibilities, all set forth in the 
+general body of Masonic Law, although differing in some respects in 
+different Jurisdictions; certain unwritten attributes which become 
+more or less important according to the character and abilities of 
+the individual Past Master.	
+It has been well settled in this country, as it is in England, that a 
+Past Master has no inherent, inviolable right of membership in the 
+Grand Lodge, such as is possessed by the Master of a lodge.  But in 
+many American Jurisdictions, by action of the Grand Lodge, Past 
+Masters are members of the Grand Lodge (in Nevada, all Master Masons 
+are members of the Grand Lodge, but only the three principal officers 
+and one among all the Past Masters of a particular lodge are 
+considered voting members of Grand Lodge).  In some Jurisdictions 
+they are full voting members; in others they have but a fraction of a 
+vote, all the Past Masters of a lodge having one vote between them on 
+any Grand Lodge question to be decided by a vote by lodges.  Whether 
+full voting members of Grand Lodge, or members with but a fraction of 
+a votes, they are such by action of their own Grand Lodge, and not by 
+inherent right.
+Before the formation of the Mother Grand Lodge in England in 1717, 
+when General Assemblies of Masons were held, Past Masters were as 
+much a part of that body as the members of the Craft.  But the Old 
+Constitutions of the Mother Grand Lodge did not recognize Past 
+Masters as members of the Grand Lodge.  Dermott’s “Ahiman Rezon” of 
+1778, quoting Anderson’s edition of the “Old and New Regulations” 
+says: “Past Masters of Warranted Lodges on record are allowed this 
+privilege (membership in Grand Lodge) while they continue to be 
+members of any regular lodge.”  But his previous edition of this same 
+work does not contain this statement, and Preston refers to the Grand 
+Lodge, at the laying of the corner stone of Covent Garden Theater, in 
+London, by the Prince of Wales as Grand Master, in these words:  “The 
+Grand Lodge was opened by Charles March, Esq., attended by the 
+Masters and Wardens of all the regular lodges;” he does not mention 
+Past Masters as a part of the Grand Lodge.
+These Past Masters, or course, have long since gone the way of all 
+flesh; Past Masters who are now members of Grand Lodges are made so 
+by the action of those Grand Lodges, and not by any inherent right.  
+But the very fact that a Past Master “May” receive such recognition 
+at the hands of his Grand Lodge, which ordinarily would not be given 
+to brethren not Past Masters (except Wardens), must be considered as 
+one of the rights and privileges of a Past Master.
+Past Masters are said by Mackey to possess the right to preside over 
+their lodges, in the absence of the Master, and on the invitation of 
+the Senior Warden, or in his absence, the Junior Warden.
+According to the ancient laws of Masonry, which gives a Master very 
+large powers, any Master Mason may be called to the Chair by a 
+Master.  Here the question is as to who may be called to the Chair by 
+a warden, who has congregated the lodge in the absence of the Master. 
+The great Masonic jurist gives unqualified endorsement to the idea 
+that then only a Warden, or Past Master with the consent of the 
+presiding Warden can preside over a lodge, and counts this as among 
+the rights of a Past Master.  However true this may be in this 
+specific case, the practice and the law in many Jurisdictions gives 
+to the Master the right to put any brother in the Chair for the time 
+being, remaining, of course, responsible for the acts of his 
+temporary appointee, and for the acts of his lodge during such 
+incumbency.
+It may be considered a moot question as to just when a Master becomes 
+a Past Master.  He is installed as Master “until your successor be 
+regularly elected and installed.”  From this point of view the Master 
+is Master until his successor has been made Master by installation; 
+in other words, the right to install his successor is inherent in the 
+office of Master, and not Past Master.  Under the law of Masonry, 
+however, for this purpose Masters and Past Masters are identical; the 
+Master really becomes a Past Master when, after election he “passes 
+the Chair” in an emergent Lodge of Past Masters, or when, as a 
+virtual Past Master, made so in a Chapter, he is elected Master of 
+his lodge.  In those few American Jurisdictions in which the elected 
+Master is not required to receive the Past Master’s Degree, prior to 
+installation, a Master does not become a Past Master until his 
+successor is installed.
+The right to install his successor is inherent; the privilege of 
+delegating that duty to another is within the power of any Worshipful 
+Master (Courtesy would indicate that the desires of the Senior Warden 
+be considered for installing officer, as well as the date for the 
+installation).  He should not delegate the installing power to any 
+brother who has not himself been installed, in order that the 
+succession of the Oriental Chair be unbroken, from regularly 
+installed Master to Master-Elect, regularly to be installed.  
+Therefore, in most Jurisdictions, the installation power which is the 
+right of the Master, may be considered also a privilege of Past 
+Masters.
+A very important right of all Past Masters is that of being elected 
+to the office of Master, without again serving as Warden.  Perhaps no 
+regulation is more jealously guarded by Grand Lodges than this, which 
+dates in print from 1722 (Old Charges), that no Mason may be elected, 
+or installed as Master who has not been regularly elected, installed 
+and served as Warden.  There are exceptions; when a new lodge is 
+constituted, a brother who has not been regularly elected, installed 
+and served as a Warden may be elected and installed as Master (In 
+Nevada it is permissible for any Master Mason to be elected and 
+installed as Worshipful Master); when no Wardens in a lodge will 
+accept election to the East, a brother may be elected from the floor, 
+provided a dispensation is secured from the Grand Master.  A Past 
+Master may be elected Master of a lodge (whether the lodge over which 
+he once presided or another is immaterial) without dispensation.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   February, 1931   No.2
+
+WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT MASONRY?
+
+by: Unknown
+
+NOTE:  With the permission of the Worshipful Master, this Bulletin 
+should be read as an examination of the Masonic knowledge possessed 
+by the brethren.  Read a question, and ask the brethren to answer it.  
+If the answer is correct, pass to the next question; if the speaker 
+is incorrect, or not sufficiently clear in his explanation, read the 
+answer, prefacing it with the statement:  “This Bulletin gives the 
+correct answer as . . . . .etc.”	
+This Bulletin forms a “stunt” for the amusement and edification of 
+the brethren.  It can be made to cover an hour, or an hour and one-
+half of entertainment, if the brethren are responsive and willing to 
+answer questions.  If it is the Worshipful Master’s pleasure, the 
+questions may form a contest, each being asked of brother after 
+brother until one is found who can answer it, then asking him to take 
+a seat in the East.  At the end of the contest, the brethren who know 
+the most about Masonry will crowd the East, and those who know the 
+least will remain upon the benches.  A prize may be given to the 
+brother able to answer the most questions, and so on.
+The brother reading this Bulletin should inform himself as to the 
+answers to the first ten questions (space is left to write the 
+answers), which differ in all Jurisdictions.
+	
+ QUESTIONS ABOUT THIS JURISDICTION
+
+Who is the Grand Master in this Jurisdiction? 
+____________________________________________
+
+Who is the Grand Secretary in this 
+Jurisdiction?___________________________________________
+
+When was this Grand Lodge formed? 
+___________________________________________________
+
+Of how many Lodges was it formed? 
+____________________________________________________
+
+Name the oldest Lodge in this Jurisdiction. 
+_______________________________________________
+
+When was this Lodge Chartered? 
+_______________________________________________________
+
+How many Master Masons in this Grand Jurisdictions? 
+_____________________________________
+
+How many Lodges are in this Grand Jurisdiction? 
+_________________________________________
+
+How many Masonic Districts in this Jurisdiction?  
+_________________________________________
+
+Who is the District Deputy in this District?  
+______________________________________________
+
+GENERAL MASONIC QUESTIONS
+
+Q.	When was the Mother Grand Lodge formed?
+A.	In 1717, in London, England
+
+Q.	Who was the first Grand Master of the Mother Grand Lodge?
+A.	Anthony Sabers, Gentleman.
+
+Q.	When were the Constitutions first printed?
+A.	In 1723
+
+Q.	How many Lodges formed the Mother Grand Lodge?
+
+A.	Four.
+
+Q.	What were there names?
+A.	They had no names in those days; they were simply “The Lodge 
+meeting at the Rummer and Grapes Tavern,” “The Lodge meeting at 
+the Goose and Gridiron Tavern,” etc.
+
+Q.	What Presidents have been Masters of Lodges?
+A.	George Washington, of Alexandria Lodge, Alexandria ,VA; James 
+Buchanan, of Lodge No.43, Lancaster, PA; and Harry S. Truman, 
+Grandview Lodge No.618 of Missouri.
+
+Q.	What Presidents have been a Grand Master?
+A.	Andrew Jackson.  He was never a Master of a Lodge, but was 
+elected from the floor of the Grand Lodge to be Grand Master 
+of Tennessee; and Harry S. Truman, Missouri, 1940
+
+Q.	Who was William Morgan?
+A.	A renegade Mason who disappeared, and who was falsely said to 
+have been murdered by Masons because of his intention to publish an 
+expose` of Masonic Ritual.
+
+Q.	What famous German poet was a Freemason?
+A.	Goethe, the author of many poems, including one on Freemasonry, 
+the first verse of which runs:The Mason’s ways are A type of 
+existence, And his persistence Is as the days are Of men in this 
+world.  The future hides in it Gladness and sorrow;We press still 
+thorow Naught that abides in it Daunting us - onward.
+
+Q.	What famous English architect was a Freemason?
+A.	Sir Christopher Wren, who built, among many other famous 
+structures, the great St. Paul’s Cathedral, in London.
+
+Q.	Name three famous American Revolutionary Day patriots who were 
+Grand Masters?
+A.	Paul Revere; General Warren, who fell at Bunker Hill; and 
+Benjamin Franklin.
+
+Q.	Name the Presidents of the United States positively known to 
+have been Masons?
+A.	Washington, Monroe, Polk, Buchanan, A. Johnson, Garfield, 
+McKinley, T. Roosevelt, Taft, Harding, F.D.  Roosevelt, Truman, 
+L.B. Johnson (and a few since then).
+
+Q.	Was Lincoln a Freemason?
+A.	In his heart, yes.  He was never Raised in any lodge, so far as 
+the records go.		
+
+Q.	Is there a General Grand Lodge of the United States?
+A.	There is not.  One was proposed in the early days of 
+Freemasonry in this country, and George Washington was approached 
+as a possible General Grand Master, but refused.
+
+Q.	Will there ever be one?
+A.	Impossible to say what the future will bring forth, but the 
+sentiment of every Grand Lodge is unalterably  opposed to it.  The 
+Grand Masters Conference is on record against it.  The 	Masonic 
+Service Association has written into its constitution a provision 
+against it.
+
+Q.	Would a uniform ritual in all Jurisdictions be desirable?
+A.	Had the ritual been uniform from the beginning it might have 
+been desirable.  As all Jurisdictions have their own form of 
+the ancient ritual, any change now, looking toward uniformity, 
+would be deplorable.  It would be resented by all who love the ritual 
+of their own Jurisdictions, and would inevitably lose many 
+historical allusions and connotations now preserved in the 
+various rituals.  All the rituals teach the same lessons and impart 
+the same knowledge, only the wording being different.  An attempt 
+at uniformity would gain little, and might lose much.
+
+Q.	What is the meaning of the “Profane” as applied to a non-Mason?
+A.	Literally, “without the temple;” uninstructed, uninformed, 
+ignorant of Masonry, not a member of the Order.  In this 
+connection it does not describe the non-Mason as a blasphemes 
+	person.
+
+Q.	What is the meaning of the word Abif?
+A.	Literally, “His Father,” meaning one having authority, an 
+elder, a wise man looked up to.  Hiram Abif thus means “Hiram, my 
+father,” a man venerated for his wisdom and his 
+	accomplishments.
+
+Q.	Why do we call Master “Worshipful?”
+A.	From the old English word “worchyp,” meaning “greatly 
+respected.”  In the Wycliffe Bible, “Honor thy Father and thy 
+Mother” is written, “Worchyp thy fadir and thy modir.” 
+	“Worshipful Master,” does not mean “Master to be Worshipped,” 
+but “Master, greatly respected.”
+
+Q.	Why do we have a Grand Master, a Grand Lodge, instead of a 
+Great Master, a Principal Lodge?
+A.	“Grand” here means first, or primary.  It is also so used in 
+grandfather, or grand total; the first or principal father of the 
+family; the principal total.
+
+Q.	Is a Worshipful Master obliged to wear a hat?
+A.	No.  It is his privilege, and his alone, to remain covered in 
+the lodge.  In ancient days the king or ruler remained covered, 
+his subjects removing their headgear as a sign of respect.  
+	Brethren remove their headgear before entering a lodge as a 
+sign of respect; the Master remains covered to signify that his 
+position is that to which the greatest respect should be paid.  
+The hat is a symbol of his office.  But he is not obliged to wear if 
+he does not desire to do so.
+
+Q.	Why do Masons salute the Worshipful Master on entering and/or 
+retiring from the lodge?
+A.	To avow before all the brethren that they remember their 
+obligations; a visible evidence that they recall what they 
+promised and under what penalties they are bound.  In most 
+	Jurisdictions a Mason salutes before casting his ballot, to 
+signify that he does so with memory of his obligations as a Mason, 
+and with the good of the Order and his lodge uppermost in his 
+mind. The Master answers the salute to signify not only recognition, 
+but that he stands upon the level with his brethren, bound by the 
+same tie which binds them.
+
+Q.	Has a would-be visitor to the lodge who requests a Committee a 
+right to ask to see the Charter of the lodge?
+A.	He has the same right to ascertain that the lodge he would 
+visit is “legally constituted,” as the lodge has to ascertain, by 
+an examination of his knowledge and his credentials, that he is a 
+	regular Mason.
+
+Q.	Has a would-be visitor the right to demand a committee?
+A.	All affiliated Masons have the right to visit other lodges, 
+provided that right is not in conflict 	with the prerogative of the 
+Master to exclude from the lodge any brother whose presence, in his 
+judgment, would interfere with the peace and harmony of the meeting; 
+or the right of any brother of the lodge to object to the 
+presence of a visitor with whom he cannot sit in peace 	and 
+harmony.  A well-informed and courteous visitor will not demand, but 
+request a committee to examine him.
+
+Q.	How many members must compose such a committee?
+A.	Unless the Grand Lodge has ruled a certain number, the 
+committee may consist of as many as the Worshipful Master desires 
+to appoint.  Two or three are customary; a committee of one is 
+not uncommon, although it is a courtesy to the visiting brother to 
+send out at least two.
+
+Q.	Has the visitor the right to demand that the committee take the 
+Tiler’s Oath with him?
+A.	A well-informed committee will not wait to be asked.  The 
+visitor has a perfect right to hear the brethren who are to 
+examine him on Masonry state under oath that they too are regularly 
+	Initiated, Passed and Raised Masons.
+
+Q.	Can a Master sit in Lodge without an Apron?
+A.	He can.  So can he keep his hat on in church.  But he should 
+not, if aprons are available.  A Mason is not properly clothed in 
+lodge without an apron.  At a communication attended so largely 
+as to use all the aprons available, it would be unthinkable to 
+exclude late comers who would clothe themselves properly if 
+they could.  Most Master Masons, if all the aprons are in use, will 
+use a pocket handkerchief as a substitute, merely as evidence to all 
+that they know 	how a Mason should be clothed.
+
+Q.	Should a lodge bury an Entered Apprentice or Fellowcraft with 
+Masonic honors?
+A.	Mackey states that the right of Masonic burial is one possessed 
+only by Master Masons.  Preston, the author of the original 
+Masonic burial service, says in his “Illustrations of 	Masonry:” 
+“No Mason can be interred with the formalities of the Order unless it 
+be at his own request, communicated to the Master of the Lodge of 
+which he died a member; foreigners and sojourners excepted; nor 
+unless he has been advanced to the Third Degree of Masonry, from 
+which restriction there can be no exceptions.  Fellowcrafts or 
+Apprentices are not entitled to the funeral obsequies.”
+
+Q.	May a brother appeal from the decision of the Master of the 
+Lodge?
+A.	He may not.  If he attempts such an appeal, a well-informed 
+Master will rule him out of order.  Appeal from the Master’s acts 
+and decisions lies to his Grand Lodge or the Grand Master “ad 
+interim.”  The Master’s decisions on all that occurs in his lodge are 
+final, until reversed by the Grand Master or the Grand Lodge.  
+In some Jurisdictions appeal on some matters may be made to the 
+District Deputy, and his decision overrules that of the Master, but 
+he may in turn be overruled by the Grand Master or the Grand Lodge.
+
+Q.	Can a lodge adjourn?
+A.	No.  A lodge must always be in one of three conditions: At 
+labor, at refreshment, or closed.  Nor can a lodge dictate to the 
+Master when the lodge must be opened or closed.  A Master cannot 
+legally open his lodge before the Stated time, but he can open it as 
+much later as he chooses; he has the sole power of calling special 
+communications, and can close any communication at any time.
+
+Q.	Is it permissible to offer a motion to lay on the table?
+A.	It is not.  The Master has the complete control of debate.  He 
+may initiate it, curtail it and close it at his pleasure.  No 
+motion which curtails his power to control and limit debate should 
+ever be offered.  If offered, the well-informed Master 
+will decline to put it.
+
+Q.	Where can information similar to that conveyed in these 
+questions and answers be readily obtained?
+A.	From the Code, by-laws and Constitutions of the Grand Lodge; 
+from the ritual and manual of the degrees; from hundreds of 
+fine Masonic books.  The invaluable “Mackey’s Jurisprudence,” the 
+“Little Masonic Library,” and a good Masonic encyclopedia are all 
+	excellent sources.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   March, 1931   No.3
+
+THE SUMMONS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Every Master Mason understands that a summons is a command to attend 
+the Communication of the lodge for which the summons is issued, or 
+the occasion - funeral, trial, cornerstone laying; or other function 
+- to which he is bidden.  Every Master Mason knows why he must “due 
+answer make,” either by attendance, or submitting an acceptable 
+excuse, such as illness, absence beyond the length of his cable tow, 
+or other inability to be present.
+The summons appears to be very old; older perhaps in civil law than 
+in Masonry, and it has there no considerable antiquity.  Indeed, 
+while the word does not appear in the Old Testament, both Numbers and 
+Deuteronomy set forth instructions as to testimony of witnesses at 
+trials, and by implication, if not by detailed statement, indicate 
+that the presence of such witnesses was compulsory.  Funk and 
+Wagnall’s Standard Bible Dictionary states that the Israelites 
+“summoned” witnesses.
+Civil summons was known in Rome, first by word of mouth, later by 
+written citation to appear.  In Chaucer’s “Canterbury Tales” (written 
+about 1386) is a “sompour” or summoner to the ecclesiastical court.
+The use of summons in English procedure goes back into the dim 
+distance where fact and mysticism meet.  It was a part of the feudal 
+system of England and the clan organization of Scotland.  When the 
+Baron in England or the Laird in Scotland summoned his fiefs and 
+retainers, they answered in person.  Failure to do so meant death.  
+The safety of the Baron depended upon absolute fealty; the safety of 
+the realm depended upon prompt obedience of the Laird to the call of 
+the King.  But importance of obedience to summons goes further back 
+than that.
+When King Arthur founded his mystic, if not mythical, Knights of the 
+Round Table, one of the inflexible rules was that every knight must 
+appear on a fixed day in every year to report to the table his acts 
+and adventures of the past year.  Only one excuse, other than death, 
+was acceptable; that the Knight was on a quest that so required his 
+attention as to render it impossible for him to appear.  He was then 
+expected to send an excuse for his disobedience of the requirement.
+In the Anderson Charges of 1772, we read:
+“In Ancient times no Master could be absent from the lodge, 
+especially when warned to appear at it, without incurring a severe 
+censure.”
+In the Constitutions of the Cooke MS., about 1490. we are told that 
+the Masters and Fellows were to be forewarned to come to the 
+congregations.  All the old records, and the testimony of writers 
+since the revival, show that it was always the usage to summon the 
+members to attend the meetings of the General Assembly or the 
+particular lodges.
+In the United States the use of the summons grows rarer with every 
+passing year, as applied to a whole membership.  In certain 
+Jurisdictions the Master summons his lodge once a year, as much, 
+perhaps, to keep the idea of the summons alive, as to assemble the 
+whole lodge for any purpose.  Occasionally lodges are summonsed 
+regularly twice a year, a custom which doubtless grew out of the 
+original once-a-year summons to come and pay dues, when such 
+particular lodges decided to receive dues every six months.  In some 
+Jurisdictions the summons is used for the whole membership only upon 
+extraordinary occasions, as when its proposed to finance a temple, or 
+consider some extremely important question of policy such as giving 
+up the Charter.  In many Jurisdictions a lodge can not legally give, 
+or surrender its Charter without the action being considered by the 
+whole membership at a summonsed meeting.
+Most jurisdictions would commonly use the summons to command 
+witnesses at a Masonic trial.  In some the master uses the summons to 
+get a sufficient number of brethren present for Masonic Funerals.
+Unhappily, the press of modern life, the casual manner in which too 
+many regard their Masonry, the laxness of some Masters and the 
+“laissez faire” policy of some Grand Lodge leaders, has allowed the 
+sanctity of the summons to be somewhat tarnished.
+A Mason is Masonicaly bound to :due answer make” to a summons.
+Failure to answer a summons, then, is a Masonic offense, for which 
+the offender may be tried.
+But few who are interested in their lodges desire to see Masonic 
+trials held, if they can by any possibility be avoided.  Lodge trials 
+often produce lack of harmony and disunion among the membership.  To 
+prefer charges and stage a trial for the apparent trivial offense of 
+failure to answer a summons is sometimes held to be unwise.  Yet, not 
+always so.  From a hundred instances one is chosen at random; the 
+Grand Master of Louisiana wrote a letter to the Master and Wardens of 
+a certain lodge, which read in part as follows:
+“Brother R, Norman Bauer, D.D.G.M., has reported to me that the 
+proceedings of your lodge in the matter of the trial of 
+Brother__________.  My attention is especially called to the fact 
+that out of a membership of more than 200, only 75 brothers answered 
+the summons to be present at the trial.  You are hereby directed to 
+require of the brethren who were absent, to give a proper explanation 
+of their failure to be present, and in the event satisfactory 
+explanation is not given, you are directed to have charges filed 
+against each of them who fails to provide you with a satisfactory 
+explanation.  The charges are to be, “Un-Masonic Con-duct in failing 
+to obey the summons of the lodge, in accordance with their obligation 
+and in accordance with the requirements of Masonic Law.”
+Into the question as to when it is wise and right to prefer charges 
+for failure to answer a summons, and when the best interests of all 
+are served by a mere reprimand to the guilty absentees, this paper 
+cannot attempt to go.  But it may be said that while failure to 
+answer a summons may be deemed trivial, violation of an obligation 
+cannot be so considered.  Those who look at the matter from this 
+standpoint, say that some disciplinary action is the only wise course 
+to pursue.
+It is not possible to blame modern conditions with all of our 
+troubles!  It is only fair to say that sometimes disrespect for law 
+is caused either by the law or the law-giver.  Grand Lodges 
+themselves have not always looked very far ahead in legislating upon 
+the summons.
+The General Regulations of the Craft (1721) specifically state:
+“The Master of a particular Lodge has the right and authority of 
+congregating the members of his lodge in a Chapter at pleasure, upon 
+any emergency or occurrence, as well as to appoint the time and place 
+of their usual forming.”
+The Regulations also specifically say : “Every annual Grand Lodge has 
+the inherent power and authority to make new Regulations or to alter 
+these, for the real benefit of this ancient Fraternity, provided 
+always that the old landmarks be carefully preserved.”
+It is, then, perfectly within the power of a Grand Lodge to set up a 
+new regulation regarding summons, or “right to congregate the lodge.”  
+In some Jurisdictions this has been done, and the right of summons 
+shared between the Master and the lodge; that is, the Master may 
+summons when he thinks it wise; and the lodge can issue summons when 
+it thinks wise.
+But as has been proved often in the past and probably will again in 
+the future, the power to set up a regulation is one thing; to make it 
+right - or even legal - is another!
+It is practically universal that a Master has complete charge of the 
+work of his lodge; he is responsible for what it does; he opens and 
+closes it at his pleasure; he says when degrees are to be conferred; 
+he controls absolutely the debate on any question and can close it, 
+curtail it, initiate it as he thinks wise, and can put, “or refuse to 
+put” any motion which in his judgment is subversive of the peace and 
+harmony of the Craft.
+A lodge can only act, as a lodge, as a result of a Master’s order, or 
+of its own order - that it, its vote.  If a lodge would spend money, 
+a motion must put and voted upon.  If it would receive a petition, 
+the motion to receive must be put and balloted upon.  If it would 
+call off during a summer month, a motion to call off stated 
+communications is put and balloted upon.  (This, of course, if the 
+Grand Lodge permits calling off.)
+Hence, in a Jurisdiction in which the Grand Lodge has vested power to 
+issue summons in the lodge, as well in the Master, the lodge must 
+vote upon the question, which must be put.  If a Master refused to 
+put the question up “Shall the lodge issue a summons” the lodge could 
+not vote upon it.  If then, some brother feeling aggrieved, should 
+appeal from this failure to put the question, to the Grand Master or 
+the Grand Lodge, that higher authority would have to rule upon the 
+right of a Master to control his work, if such an authority desired 
+to discipline the Master for failure to permit the Grand Lodge’s 
+other behest - the power of a lodge to summons - to be exercised!
+Let nothing in these words be construed as a criticism of the Grand 
+Lodges which in their wisdom have altered the original General 
+Regulations and given to lodges as well as to their Masters the right 
+to summons.  A Grand Lodge is supreme within its Jurisdiction.  No 
+matter how inconsistent with laws, usages, customs, landmarks, 
+constitutions or immemorial practices of the Fraternity its 
+enactments may be, within its Jurisdiction what a Grand Lodge says is 
+law, and therefore right - or right, and therefore law!
+In Jurisdictions where the Grand Lodge has ruled upon any matter, 
+that matter has been rightly decided for that Jurisdiction - aye, 
+even if the Grand Lodge has ruled that black is white!
+In this connection it is interesting to read that actions of a Grand 
+Lodge which has decided this matter one way, and then the other!
+In 1834 the Grand Lodge of the District of Columbia decided that the 
+Master had not the exclusive right to summons the members.
+In 1909 a proposed by-law of a constituent lodge was referred to the 
+Grand Lodge committee on By-Laws.  The proposed by-law read:
+“Whenever the lodge is called upon to attend the funeral of a 
+deceased brother, the Worshipful Master shall summons a sufficient 
+number of the resident members of the lodge, naming them in regular 
+alphabetical order, and a brother so summoned shall be present or 
+furnish an acceptable substitute.  No brother attending a funeral in 
+obedience to a summons shall again be called upon until his name is 
+reached in regular order.”
+The Committee on By-Laws reported that the lodge had no right to pass 
+this by-law, in spite of the ancient decision of 1834, on the ground 
+that while lodges have the right, subject to Grand Lodge approval, to 
+fix the time and place of their stated communications, they have 
+neither right nor power to legislate as to the time or place of 
+special meetings, which are wholly under the control of the Master.
+In concluding its report, which was unanimously adopted by the Grand 
+Lodge and thus became the law in the District of Columbia, 
+superseding the decision of 1834, the committee said:
+“The Master has the sole authority to convene his lodge in special 
+communications; he may compel the attendance of the members by 
+summons; he alone can exercise this power and in its exercise he is 
+not subject to the will of the lodge because he is the judge of the 
+exigency or emergency that may require a special meeting.  These 
+powers are inherent in the office of Master, and no by-law is needed 
+to validate their exercise and none is legal which attempts to 
+curtail, control or direct them.  That their exercise has been 
+entrusted to the Master alone is doubtless due to the fact that the 
+Grand Lodge looks to him, and not to the lodge, to see that the 
+business of the lodge is properly conducted.”
+There is good Masonic authority for this decision, which, of course, 
+is law only in Jurisdictions which have so ruled.  Mackey’s “Masonic 
+Jurisprudence” states:
+No motion to adjourn, or to close, or to call from labor to 
+refreshment can ever be admitted in a Masonic Lodge.  Such a motion 
+would be an interference with the prerogative of the Master and could 
+not, therefore, be entertained.  The Master has the right to convene 
+the lodge at any time and is the judge of any emergency that may 
+require a special meeting.  Without his consent, except on the night 
+of the Stated or regular communications, the lodge cannot be 
+congregated and, therefore, any business transacted at a called or 
+special communication without his sanction or consent would be 
+illegal and void.”
+Simons (Principals of Masonic Jurisprudence) says:
+“It is an immemorial usage - and therefore a landmark - that none but 
+the Master (when he is present) can congregate the brethren.  Under 
+this prerogative  the Master may call or summon a meeting of his 
+lodge at any time he thinks proper.  The summon can be issued by 
+authority of the Master only, while he remains in discharge of his 
+functions, and is a preemptory order which must be obeyed, under 
+penalty, unless the excuse of the defaulter be of the most undeniable 
+validity.”
+In one Jurisdiction where it is held that the lodge as well as the 
+Master may issue a summons, failure to answer a summons is treated 
+with first, a merciful, then an iron hand.  The brother who is 
+summoned but does not answer is re-summoned to the next communication 
+of the lodge.  If he does not then answer with a valid excuse he 
+shall be put to trial and if found guilty, may be reprimanded, 
+suspended, or expelled, in the judgment of the lodge.
+Any intelligent student of Freemasonry must have noted that its 
+Jurisprudence is largely concerned with what may be done, rather than 
+what may not; with duties and responsibilities, rather than 
+prohibitions and penalties.  The gentle way of Masonry is to set up 
+the right, and believe that every brother will adhere to it, rather 
+than the wrong, forbidden under penalty of some punishment.
+The best way to recreate the old respect which Masons had for a 
+summons is not by trial and punishment, but by education and 
+persuasion.
+The vast majority of men are honest.  Most brethren want to do what 
+is right.  Most Masons want to live up to their obligations, perform 
+their duties, give as much as they get.  The exceptions stand out 
+more because they are exceptions than because of their number.
+In a certain Jurisdiction in which it is customary to summons the 
+membership once a year, Masters have long been distressed because so 
+many members ignored the summons.
+One Master believed that members ignored the summons from     the 
+lack of understanding of its importance, and their own obligation to 
+answer it.  His lodge has 191 members.  He wrote 191 letters to go 
+with the yearly summons.  The letters were short, but they were 
+cordial, personal, brotherly.  They explained what the summons was, 
+why it was issued, the duty of the brother to “due answer make” and 
+closed with the assurance of the Master’s certainty that there was no 
+question of its being answered, once it was understood. 
+One hundred and sixty-five members answered in person; twenty-one 
+replied by letter giving good reasons why they could not come!.  In 
+large lodges a summons may be all but an impossibility.  A lodge with 
+a thousand members could not crowd them into the usual lodge room if 
+all responded to a summons.  Summons by such lodges presupposes a 
+special and sufficiently large place in which to meet.  Lodges with 
+widely scattered members - as in small towns in large and sparsely 
+populated states - may make the summons a real hardship on members 
+who may have to travel long distances to answer.  It is for such 
+reasons as these that the summons is used less and less merely 
+because it is not possible to use, and more and more, when it is 
+used, for only vital and essential matters.
+Whether used once a year or oftener by Grand Lodge rule; or seldom, 
+and only by the discretion of the Worshipful Master, respect for the 
+summons may be inculcated by education, by talks in lodge, by letters 
+accompanying the summons, and by word of mouth communication from 
+member to member.
+Enforcement, by Masonic trial and punishment, is essential when Grand 
+Lodge so orders; unless it is mandatory, the gentler way will usually 
+be found the wiser - and the more effective because it is more 
+Masonic!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   April, 1931   No.4
+
+THE WARDENS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The office of Warden is very old; older, probably, than any reference 
+we will ever find in documents relating to the Craft.  All through 
+our organization the influence of the Guilds of the middle ages may 
+be traced; occasionally with ease, more often by the methods of a 
+“higher criticism” which reads analogies by inference and a logical 
+interpretation of the spirit of the document.
+That Freemasonry derived its Wardens from the Guilds, however, needs 
+no very critical labor to suggest.
+The Guilds of the Middle Ages acted under Royal Charters or Warrants, 
+or similar instruments given by more local authority.  This legal 
+protection enabled them to work with more freedom, for the good of 
+all, and gave the chartering authority some semblance of control.
+In the “libre Albus,” or White Book of the City of London 1419, we 
+find the “Oath of the Masters and Wardens of the Mysteries,” which 
+was applicable to any Guild - weavers, metal workers, Masons or 
+others.  It Reads:
+“You shall swear, that well and lawful you shall overlook the art or 
+mystery of_____of which you are Masters and Wardens of the Mysteries, 
+for the year elected.  And the good rules and ordinances of the same 
+mystery. approved here by the Court, you shall keep and cause to be 
+kept.  And all the defaults that you shall find therein, done 
+contrary there to, you shall present to the Chamberlain of the City, 
+from time to time, sparing no one for favour, and aggrieving no one 
+for hate.  Extortion or wrong unto no one, by colour of your office, 
+you shall do; nor unto anything that shall be against the estate and 
+Peace of the King, or of the City, you shall consent.  But for the 
+time that you shall be in office, in all things pertaining unto the 
+said mystery, according to the good laws and franchises of the said 
+City, well and lawfully you shall behave yourself.  So God you help, 
+and the Saints.”
+The Harleian manuscript, the probable date of which is 1660, states 
+that:
+“For the future the Sayd Society, Company and Fraternity of Free 
+Masons shall be regulated and governed by one Master and Assembly and 
+Wardens as the said Company shall think to choose, at every yearly 
+General Assembly.”
+It seems strange to modern ears, but it is a fact that the Wardens of 
+a lodge, prior to some date between 1723 and 1738 were always chosen 
+from the Fellows of the Craft.
+In the first edition of “Anderson’s Constitution,” published in 1723, 
+under the “Manner of Constituting a New Lodge, as practiced by his 
+Grace the Duke of Wharton, the present Right Worshipful Grand Master, 
+according to the ancient usages of Masons,” we read:  “The new Master 
+and Wardens being yet among the Fellow-Craft.”  After the newly 
+elected Master is installed he calls forth “two Fellow-Craft, 
+presents them to the Grand Master for his approbation,” and when that 
+is secured they are duly installed as Wardens.
+At that early date a Deputy Grand Master could be chosen from the 
+ranks of the Fellows.  The 17th Regulation states:  “If the Deputy 
+Grand Master be sick, or necessarily absent, the Grand Master may 
+choose any Fellow-Craft he pleases to be his Deputy “pro tempre.”
+In 1738, when the Book of Constitutions was published, the Wardens, 
+Tiler, Assistant Treasurer and Secretary had to be Master Masons.
+Perhaps no ancient usage and custom of the Fraternity is more 
+universal than the government of lodges by a Master and two Wardens.  
+Mackey lists this requirement as his Tenth Landmark, and whether they 
+have adopted Mackey’s twenty-five Landmarks or not, all Grand Lodges 
+recognize the Wardens as essential in the formation, opening and 
+governing of a lodge.
+The three principal officers of a lodge are universally recognized in 
+the ritual as the essential elements of which a lodge must consist.
+Only the uninstructed Mason regards the stations of the Senior and 
+Junior Wardens as but stepping stones to the East; necessary waiting 
+posts to which the ambitious must stand hitched for a year before 
+proceeding on his triumphal journey to the Oriental Chair!
+Not only are the wardens essential to every Entered Apprentices’, 
+Fellow Crafts’ or Master Masons’ Lodge, but they have certain 
+inherent powers, duties and responsibilities.  Mackey sets these 
+forth substantially as follows:
+“While the Master may use others than the Wardens in conferring of 
+the degrees, he cannot deprive the Wardens of their offices, or 
+absolve them of the responsibilities.”
+The government of a Masonic lodge is essentially tripartite, although 
+lodges may be legally opened, set to labor and closed by the Master 
+in the absence of the installed Wardens, the chairs being filled by 
+temporary appointees.  The Senior Warden presides in the absence of 
+the Master, and the Junior Warden in the absence of both the Master 
+and Senior Warden.
+No other brethren in the lodge have this power, privilege or 
+responsibility.  The Warden who presides in the absence of his 
+superior officer may, if he desires, call a Past Master to the Chair 
+to preside for him; but, no Past Master, in the absence of the 
+Master, may legally congregate the lodge.  That must be done by the 
+Master, the Senior Warden in the Absence of the Master, or the Junior 
+Warden in the absence of both.
+Mackey further states that while the Senior Warden takes the East by 
+right in the absence of the Master, the Junior Warden does not take 
+the West by right in the absence of the Senior Warden.  Each officer 
+is installed with a ceremony which gives him certain duties; a Warden 
+in the East is still a Warden, not a Master.  It is the Master’s 
+privilege to appoint brethren to stations temporarily unfilled.  The 
+Master, whether elected and installed, or Senior Warden acting as 
+Master in the real Master’s absence, may appoint the Junior Warden to 
+fill an empty West.  But the Junior Warden cannot assume the West 
+without such ap-pointment.  On the contrary, in the absence of the 
+Master, the Senior Warden, when present, is the only brother who can 
+assume the East and congregate the lodge.
+Thus runs the general law, usually adhered to.  As has been noted in 
+other Bulletins, Grand Lodges may, and not infrequently do, make 
+local regulations contrary to the Old Constitutions, the Old Charges, 
+even the Landmarks - the fundamental laws of Masonry.
+If a Grand Lodge rules that in the absence of the Master and both 
+Wardens, the oldest Past Master present may congregate, open and 
+close the lodge; then that law is correct for that Grand Lodge only; 
+but it not in consonance with general Masonic practice, nor with the 
+fundamental laws of the Fraternity.
+The Wardens are found in all bodies of Masonry, in all Rites and in 
+all countries.
+Both its derivations, and its translations give the meaning of the 
+word.  It comes from the Saxon “weardian,” to guard, to watch.  In 
+France, the second and third officers are “Premier” and “Second 
+Surveillant;” in Germany, “Erste” and “zwite Aufseher;” in Spain, 
+“primer” and “segundo Vigilante;” in Italy, “primo” and “secondo 
+Sorvegliante,” all the words meaning to overlook, to see, to watch, 
+to keep ward, to observe.
+Whether the title came from the provision of the old rituals that the 
+Wardens sit beside the two columns in the porch of the Temple to 
+oversee or watch; the Senior Warden the Fellowcrafts and the Junior 
+Warden the Apprentices; or whether the old rituals were developed 
+from the custom of the middle ages Guilds having Wardens (watchers), 
+is a moot question.
+In the French Rite and the Scottish Rite both Wardens sit in the 
+West, near the columns.  In the Blue Lodge the symbolism is somewhat 
+impaired by the Junior Warden sitting in the South, but it is 
+strengthened by giving each Warden a replica of the column beneath 
+the shade of which he once sat.  It is interesting to note that these 
+columns once went by another name.  Oliver quotes an inventory of a 
+Lodge at Chester, in 1761, which includes “two truncheons for the 
+Wardens.”
+Truncheons or Columns, they are the Warden’s emblems of authority, 
+and their positions are of great interest.  The column of the Senior 
+Warden is erect, that of the Junior Warden on its side when the lodge 
+it at labor.  During refreshment, the Senior Warden’s column is laid 
+prostrate, while that of the Junior Warden is erected, so that the 
+craft may know, at all times, by a glance at either the South or the 
+West. whether the Lodge is at labor or refreshment.
+The government of the Craft by a Master and two Wardens cannot be too 
+strongly emphasized to the initiate or too well observed by the 
+Craft.  It is not only the right but the duty of the Senior Warden to 
+“assist the Worshipful Master in opening and governing his lodge.”  
+When he uses it to enforce orders, his setting mall or gavel is to be 
+respected; he has a “proper officer” to carry his messages to the 
+Junior Warden or elsewhere; under the Master, he is responsible for 
+the conduct of the Lodge while at labor.
+The Junior Warden’s duties are less important; he observes the time, 
+and calls the lodge from labor to refreshment, and from refreshment 
+back to labor in due season, at the orders of the Master.  It is his 
+duty to see that “none of the Craft convert the purposes of 
+refreshment into intemperance and excess” which doubtless has a 
+bibulous derivation, coming from days when “refreshment” meant wine.  
+If we no longer drink wine at lodge, we still have reason for this 
+charge upon the Junior Warden, since it is his unpleasant duty, 
+because he supervises the conduct of the Craft at refreshment, to 
+prefer charges against those guilty of Masonic misconduct.
+Only Wardens may succeed to the office of Master (not so in Nevada).  
+This requirement (which has certain exceptions, as in the formation 
+of a new lodge) is very old. 
+The fourth of the Old Charges reads:
+“No brother can be a Warden until he has passed the part of a 
+Fellowcraft; nor a Master, until he has acted as Warden; nor Grand 
+Warden, until he been Master of a Lodge, nor Grand Master, unless he 
+has been a Fellowcraft before his election.”
+There is wisdom in the old law; there is wit in the modern practice 
+of electing the Junior Warden to be Senior Warden.  No man learns to 
+be Master of a lodge by sitting upon the benches and observing.  No 
+brother’s fitness to be Master can be observed by brethren unless he 
+is tested.  Brethren learn, and are tested as to how they learn and 
+perform, by serving as Wardens, before they aspire to the Oriental 
+Chair.
+A privilege equally high is that of the Wardens in most 
+Jurisdictions; representing the lodge with the Master at all 
+communications of the Grand Lodge.  Certain Grand Lodges 
+disenfranchise the Wardens, the Grand Lodge consisting only of the 
+Master of constituent lodges and the officers and past officers of 
+Grand Lodge.
+Prior to the formation of the M other Grand Lodge of England, in 
+1717, it was the prerogative of every Mason to be present at the 
+General Assembly and to have his voice in its affairs.  When the 
+Grand Lodge was brought into being by the “four old lodges” of 
+London, the interests of all were entrusted to the Masters and 
+Wardens.
+Preston states that “The Masters and Wardens of all regular 
+particular lodges upon record” form the Grand Lodge.
+Of the action of Grand Lodges which deprive the Wardens of membership 
+in the Grand Lodge, Mackey states:
+“I cannot hesitate to say that this is not only a violation of the 
+ancient regulations, but an infraction of the inherent rights of the 
+Wardens and the lodges.”
+This appears to many as going too far.  If the brethren of the old 
+General Assembly could give up their rights to a voice in its 
+deliberations, and entrust their interests to Masters and Wardens in 
+a Grand Lodge, it seems not unreasonable that these Masters and 
+Wardens, as a Grand Lodge, have a right to deprive themselves of 
+membership when the good of the whole requires it.
+The Warden’s is a high and exalted office; his duties are many, his 
+responsibilities great; his powers are only exceeded by those of the 
+Master.  He is a good Warden who so acts in his South or West as to 
+command for himself the respect of the brethren, rather than 
+demanding it because of law and custom.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX    May,1931   No.5
+
+FIVE POINTS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The Five Points of Fellowship, as every Master Masons knows, contain 
+the essence of the doctrine of brotherhood.  But many a new brother 
+asks, pertinently, “why are they called “Points?”
+In the Old Constitutions, as explained in the Hallowell or Regius 
+manuscript, are fifteen regulations, called “points.”  The old verse 
+runs:
+“Fifteen artyculus there they soughton And fifteen poyntys there 
+they wrogton.”
+Translated into easy English, this reads:
+“Fifteen articles there they sought And fifteen points there they 
+wrought.”
+Phillips “New World of Words,” published in 1706, defines “point” as 
+“a head, or chief matter.”  Moreover, an operative Masons “points” 
+the seams of as wall by filling in the chinks left in laying bricks 
+or stone, thus completing the structure.
+In older days of the Speculative Art there were “twelve original 
+points” as we learn from the old English lectures, done away with by 
+the United Grand Lodge of England at the time of the reconciliation 
+of 1813.  They were introduced by the following passage:
+“There are in Freemasonry twelve original points, which form the 
+basis of the system and comprehend the whole ceremony of initiation.  
+Without the existence of these points, no man ever was, or can be, 
+legally and essentially received into the Order.  Every person who is 
+made a Mason must go through these twelve forms and ceremonies, not 
+only in the first degree, but in every subsequent one.”
+The twelve points were:  Opening, Preparation, Report, Entrance, 
+Prayer, Circumambulation , Advancing. Obligation, Investure, 
+Northeast Corner and Closing; and each was symbolized by one of the 
+Twelve Tribes of Israel for ingenious reasons not necessary to set 
+forth here.
+The twelve original points were never introduced into the United 
+States, and are now no longer used in England, although the 
+ceremonies which they typify, of course, are integral parts of all 
+Masonic rituals.
+Our Five Points of Fellowship are not allied to these, except as they 
+are reflected in the word “points.”  We also find this relationship 
+in the Perfect Points of our Entrance, once called Principal Points.
+Dr. Oliver, famous, learned and not always accurate Masonic student 
+and writer (1782-1867) sums up the Five Points in his “Landmarks,” as 
+follows:
+“Assisting a brother in his distress, supporting him in his virtuous 
+undertakings, praying for his welfare, keeping inviolate his secrets 
+and vindicating his reputation as well in his absence as in his 
+presence.”
+by which it will be seen that in Oliver’s day the Five Points were 
+not exactly as they are with us now.
+Strange though it seems, a change was made in the symbolism of the 
+Five Points as recently as 1842, at the Baltimore Masonic Convention.  
+Prior to that time, according to Cole, the Five Points were 
+symbolized by hand, foot, knee, breast and back.  After 1842, the 
+hand was omitted, and the mouth and ear tacked on as the fifth.  
+Mackey believed that:
+“The omission of the first and the insertion of the last are 
+innovations and the enumeration given by Cole is the old and genuine 
+one which was originally taught in England by Preston and in his 
+country by Webb.”
+Some curiosities of ritual changes, though interesting, are more for 
+the antiquarian than the average lodge member.  Most of us are more 
+concerned with a practical explanation of the Five Points as they 
+have been taught for nearly a hundred years.
+For they have a practical explanation, which goes much more deeply 
+into fraternal and brotherly relations than the ritual indicates.
+A man goes on foot a short distance by preference; for a longer 
+journey he boards a street car, rides in an automobile, engages 
+passage on a railroad or courses through the air in a plane.  Service 
+to our brethren on foot does not imply any special virtue in that 
+means of transportation.  The word expresses the willingness of him 
+who would serve our own pleasure and refuse to travel merely because 
+the means is not to our liking would hardly be Masonic.
+We assist our brethren when we can; also we serve them. 
+The two terms are not interchangeable; we can not assist a brother 
+with out serving, but we may serve him without assisting him.  For a 
+wholly negative action may be a service; suppose we have a just claim 
+against him and, because of our Fraternal relations, we postpone 
+pressing it.  That is true service, but not active assistance, such 
+as we might give if we gave or loaned him money to satisfy some 
+other’s claim.
+How far should we go “on foot” to render service?  
+Nothing is said in the ritual, but the cabletow is otherwise used as 
+a measure of length.  That same Baltimore Masonic Convention defined 
+a cabletow’s length as “the scope of a brothers reasonable ability.”  
+Across town may be too far for one, and across a continent not too 
+far for another.  In better words, our own conception of brotherhood 
+must say how far we travel to help our  brother.
+Mackey expressed thus:
+“Indolence should not cause our footsteps to halt, or wrath to turn 
+them aside; but with eager alacrity and swiftness of foot, we should 
+press forward in the exercise of charity and kindness to a distressed 
+fellow creature.”
+The petition at the Altar of the Great Architect of the Universe 
+before engaging in any great and important undertaking is sound 
+Masonic doctrine.  To name the welfare of our brother in our 
+petitions is good - but not for the reasons which the good Dr. Mackey 
+set forth; the great Masonic student’s pen slipped here, even as Jove 
+has been known to nod!  He Said:
+“In our devotions to almighty God we should remember a brother’s 
+welfare as our own, for the prayers of a fervent and sincere heart 
+will find no less favor in the sight of heaven because the petition 
+for self intermingles with aspirations of benevolence for a friend.”
+Apparently we should pray for our friends because God will look with 
+favor on an unselfish action on our part - which is un Masonic and 
+selfish!  Cole, writing years before Mackey (1817) said of his Third, 
+our Second Point:
+“When I offer up my ejaculations to Almighty God, a brother’s welfare 
+I will remember as my own, for as the voices of babes and sucklings 
+ascend to the Throne of Grace, so most assuredly will the breathings 
+of a fervent heart arise to the mansions of bliss, as out prayers are 
+certainly required of each other.”
+This seems to be interpretable as meaning that we should pray for our 
+brethren because we love them, and because, knowing our own need of 
+their prayers, we realize their need of ours.
+Anciently, it was written “Laborare est orare,” - to labor is to 
+pray.  If indeed prayer is labor, then to pray for our brethren we 
+may labor for our brethren, which at once clarifies the Second Point 
+and makes it a practical, everyday, do-it-now admonition.  To work 
+for our brother’s welfare is in the most brotherly manner to petition 
+the Most High for him.
+We often associate with the idea of a “secret” something less than 
+proper; “He has a secret in his life,” “He is secretive.” “He says 
+one thing but in his secret heart he thinks another” are all 
+expressions which seem to connote some degree of guilt with what is 
+secret.  We keep our brother’s secrets, guilty or innocent, but let 
+us not assume that every secret is of a guilty variety.  He may have 
+a secret ambition, a secret joy, a secret hope - if he confides these 
+to us, is our teaching merely to refuse to tell them, or to keep them 
+in the fine old sense of that word - to hold, to guard. to preserve.  
+The Keeper of the Door stands watch and ward, not to keep it from 
+others, but to see that none use it improperly.  Thus we are to keep 
+the secret joys and ambitions of our brethren, close in our hearts, 
+until he wants them known, but also by sympathy and understanding, 
+helping him to maintain them.
+Even without this broad interpretation, the keeping of a brother’s 
+confidence has more to it than mere silence.  If he confides to us a 
+guilty secret, since to betray him may not only make known that which 
+he wishes hidden, but places him in danger.  To betray a trust is 
+never the act of a brother.  In ordinary life an unsought trust does 
+not carry with it responsibility to preserve it; in Freemasonry it 
+does!  No matter how we wish we did not share the secret, if it has 
+been given us by a brother, we can not suffer our tongues to betray 
+him, no matter what it costs us to remain silent, unless we forget 
+alike our obligation and the Third Point.
+“Do you stumble and fall, my brother?  My hand is stretched out to 
+prevent it.  Do you need aid?  My hand is yours - use it.  It is your 
+hand, for the time being.  My strength is united to yours.  You are 
+not alone in your struggle - I stand with you on the Fourth of the 
+Five Points, and as your need may be, so “Deo volente,” will be my 
+strength for you.”
+So must we speak when the need comes.  It makes no difference in what 
+way our brother stumbles; it may be mentally; it may be spiritually; 
+it may be materially; it may be morally.  No exceptions are noted in 
+our teachings.  We are not told to stretch forth the hand in aid 
+“If,” and “perhaps,” and “but!”  Not for us to judge, to condemn, to 
+admonish . . . for us only to put forth our strength unto our falling 
+brother at his need, without question and without stint.
+For such is the Kingdom of Brotherhood.
+More sins are committed in the name of the Fifth of the Five Points 
+than in the name of liberty!  Too often we offer counsel when it is 
+not advice but help that is needed.  Too often we admonish of motes 
+within our brother’s eye when our own vision is blinded by beams.
+What said the Lord?  (Amos VII, in the Fellowcraft’s Degree.)  
+“Behold, I will set a plumb line in the midst of my people Israel; I 
+will not again pass by them any more.”
+“In the midst of my people Israel” - not in the far away land; not 
+across the river; not up on the mountain top, but in the midst of 
+them, an intimate personal individual plumb line!
+So are we to judge our brethren; not by the plumb, the square or the 
+level that we are each taught to carry in our hearts, but by his  
+plumb, his square, his level.
+If he build true by his own tools, we have no right to judge him by 
+ours.  The friendly reminders we must whisper to him are of incorrect 
+building by his own plumb line.  He may differ from us in opinion; he 
+may be Republican where we are Democrat, Methodist where we are 
+Baptist; Wet where we are Dry; Protectionist where we are Free trade; 
+League of Nations proponent where we are “biter enders” - we must not 
+judge him by the plumb line of our own beliefs.
+Only when we see him building untrue to his own tools have we the 
+right to remind him of his faults.  When we see a brave man 
+shrinking, a virtuous man abandoning himself to vice, a good man 
+acting as a criminal - then is his building faulty judged by his own 
+plumb line and we may heed the Fifth of the Five Points and counsel 
+and advise him to swing back, true to his own working tools.
+And finally, we do well to remember Mackey’s interpretation of the 
+Fifth Point:
+“. . . we should never revile a brother’s character behind his back 
+but rather, when attacked by others, support and defend it.”
+“Speak no ill of the dead, since they can not defend themselves” 
+might well have been written of the absent.  In the Masonic sense no 
+brother is absent if his brother is present, since then he has always 
+a champion and defender, standing upon the Fifth Point as upon a 
+rock.
+So considered - and this little paper is but a slender outline of how 
+much and how far the Five Points extend - these teachings of Masonry, 
+concerned wholly with the relations of brother to brother, become a 
+broad and beautiful band of blue - the blue of the Blue Lodge - the 
+True Blue of Brotherhood.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   June, 1931   No.6
+
+THE MENAGERIE OF MASONRY
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Animals have played an important part in symbolism from its very 
+beginning; perhaps because man preferred to symbolize life by the 
+living; perhaps because he found such strong analogies between the 
+characteristics of, or the virtues he ascribed to animals, birds and 
+other forms of life and the truths he desired to express in symbols.
+A lamb is actually no more “innocent” than a lion or a dog.  
+“Innocence” is defined as the state of being free of evil, or from 
+that which corrupts or taints; purity.  One animal is on par with 
+another in these respects; neither lion nor lamb, jackal nor wolf is 
+“corrupted” or “tainted.”
+But the quality of innocence is often associated in our minds with 
+ignorance; often it means a weakness to resist, as when we speak of 
+an “innocent child.”  The lamb is weak; the lamb is meek; the lamb is 
+white and white is spotless, without soil or blemish; the lamb 
+requires care and guardianship, as does the child or the young girl - 
+therefore it is the weak lamb, and not the strong, predatory, 
+courageous and snarling lion which “in all ages” has been the symbol 
+of innocence.
+“In all ages” is a pleasant figure of speech which makes up in 
+roundness what it lacks in definiteness.  Throughout the Old 
+Testament are references to lambs, often in connection with 
+sacrifices, frequently used in a sense symbolic of innocence, purity, 
+gentleness and weakness.  It is probably from both the Old and New 
+Testaments use of a lamb that “in all ages” it has been a symbol for 
+innocence, a matter aided by the color, which we unconsciously 
+associate with purity, probably because of the hue of snow.  It is 
+not a universal association though; the Chinese, for instance, so 
+often diametrically opposite the Occidentals in their thinking, 
+associate white with death.
+The lion is one of Freemasonry’s most powerful and potent symbols; 
+“The Lion of the Tribe of Judah” is so prominent in the ritual as to 
+be most familiar and the Masonic world needs no instruction as to the 
+significance of the paw of the lion.  Yet both are often less fully 
+comprehended than their importance warrants.
+The Lion of the Tribe of Judah has had various interpretations, some 
+of them rather unfair in their attempt to prove a point.  No well-
+informed Freemason thinks that Freemasonry is a Christian 
+organization, any more than it is Jewish or Mohammedan; albeit there 
+are more Christian Masons than Jewish or Mohammedan Masons.  To deny 
+that the Lion of the Tribe of Judah refers to Christ, that it means 
+“only” a probable redeemer who would spring from the Tribe of Judah; 
+to try to read into the expression “only” a reference to King 
+Solomon, is to disregard the undoubted fact that in its early stages 
+in England, Freemasonry was not only Christian, but allied to the 
+Church.
+The First of the Old Charges makes this very plain:
+“But though in Ancient Times Masons were charged in every Country to 
+be of the religion of that Country or Nation, whatever it was, yet 
+`tis now thought more expedient only to oblige them to that religion 
+in which all Men agree, leaving their particular opinions to 
+themselves; that it, to be good men and true, or Men of Honor and 
+Honesty by whatever Denominations or persuasions they may be 
+Distinguished; whereby Masonry becomes a Center of Union and the 
+Means of conciliating true friendship among persons that must have 
+remained at a perpetual distance.”
+Prior to this broad-minded inclusion of men of all religions in 
+Freemasonry, operative Masons were “of the religion of the country, 
+whatever it was.”  This was predominately Christian, in England, 
+France and Germany. 
+Judah was symbolized as a lion in his father’s death bed blessing.  
+The lion was upon the standard of the large and powerful tribe of 
+Judah.  “Lion of the Tribe of Judah” was one of Solomon’s titles.  
+But Christian interpretation of the phrase springs from Revelations 
+(V. 5(, “Behold, the Lion of the Tribe of Judah, the Root of David, 
+hath prevailed to open the book and to loose the seven seals 
+thereof.”
+The idea of a resurrection is curiously interwoven with the lion “in 
+all ages” to quote the familiar phrase.  In the twelfth century one 
+Philip de Thaun states:  “Know that the lioness, if she bring forth a 
+dead cub, she holds her cub and the lion arrives; he goes about and 
+cries, till it revives on the third day.”  The rest of the quotation 
+ascribes a wholly Christian interpretation to the ancient legend.  
+Another writer of the middle ages has it:
+Thus the strong lion of Judah The gates of cruel death being 
+broken Arose on the third day At the loud sounding voice of the 
+father.
+The lion was connected with resurrection long before the Man of 
+Galilee walked upon the earth.  In ancient Egypt, as we learn from 
+the stone carvings on the ruins of Temples, a lion raised Osiris from 
+a dead level to a living perpendicular by a grip of his paw; the 
+carvings show a figure standing behind the Altar, observing the 
+raising of the dead, with its left arm raised, forming the angle of a 
+square.
+The Lion of the Tribe of Judah, considered as signifying a coming 
+redeemer who would spring from the tribe, or meaning the King of 
+Israel who built the Temple, or symbolizing the Christ, must not be 
+confused with the mode of recognition so inextricably mingled with 
+the Sublime Degree, teaching of a resurrection and a future life.
+A curious inversion of the idea of the lion’s paw as a symbol of life 
+is found in I Samuel, XVII 34:37.  David tells Saul of rescuing a 
+lamb from a lion and a bear, and slaying both.  Then (37) “David said 
+moreover, the Lord that delivered me out of the paw of the lion . . . 
+he will deliver me out of the hand of this Philistine.”
+Unquestionably the Israelites absorbed much of Egyptian beliefs 
+during the captivity, which may account both for the Lion of the 
+Tribe of Judah, and our own use of the paw.
+But read the symbolism how we will, or by whatever light we please, 
+the lion has a Masonic significance of tremendous importance and 
+hoary antiquity; one which bears deep study without revealing all its 
+secrets.
+To the world at large the best known animal in the Masonic Menagerie 
+is the goat!  Alas, that goat!  What harm has he not done to our 
+gentle Fraternity!  Could the brother who jokes to the prospective 
+initiate about the terrors of “riding the goat” and the severe 
+treatment he may expect when the aprochryphal animal is let loose 
+upon him, but learn how the idea originated, he would never more soil 
+the most magnificent symbol of the mightiest of man’s hopes with so 
+shocking and debasing an idea.
+The great God Pan has been sung and storied since the birth of 
+mythology.  Originally he was anything but terrifying; a gentle, 
+rather whimsical God with a sense of humor.  He was that Arcadian God 
+of the shepherds, chief of the inferior deities, generally considered 
+to be the child of Mercury and Penelope.  Pan possessed long ears and 
+horns; the lower half of his body was that of a goat.  He invented 
+Pan’s Pipes, or “syrinx.”  From him we have the word “panic,” the 
+state into which the Gauls were thrown on invading ancient Greece and 
+seeing Pan!
+Myths and legends undergo strange transformations.  
+When the early Christian drew upon mythology they modified and 
+changed it; gentle Pan became Satan!  To the common mind, Satan, or 
+the devil, was a he-goat.  Thus the devil came into possession of 
+horns and a tail, and the familiar cloven hoof.  Later, in the Middle 
+Ages, the devil took a more dignified form, in keeping with his 
+supposed power.  But the people would not wholly give up the goat, 
+therefore their devil was supposed to appear riding on a goat.  
+Witches were credited with performing fearful ceremonies in which 
+they raised the devil in order to do homage to him and his goat.
+In the early days of Masonry in London, the enemies of the Fraternity 
+employed the weapon of ridicule; processions of Mock Masons, the 
+Gormogons and or other organizations made all manner of fun of the 
+secrecy and the ceremonies of Freemasonry. Some of this fun was a 
+bitter and venomous jest; jealousy and ill-will of the excluded 
+circulated stories that Freemasons and witchcraft were allied. that 
+Freemasons were accustomed to raise the devil in their lodges - and, 
+of course, he appeared riding on his goat!
+Gradually in common minds the belief came into being that Freemasons 
+“rode the goat.”  We still have the expression, though not the 
+belief.  Yet the coarse-minded and the unthinking still torment the 
+petitioner with tales of riding and being butted by the goat.  They 
+pretend  - or perhaps the just pretend to pretend - that the 
+initiative ceremonies are terrifying.
+Brethren who thus regularly - albeit often innocently - tell tales of 
+the Masonic goat to initiates or the profane, carry forward a 
+ridicule and enmity of the Order begun more than two hundred years 
+ago.  In peopling our lodge rooms with goats they perpetuate am 
+ignorant superstition and slander the fair fame of the Institution by 
+indicating that its practices are anti-religious and blasphemous.
+Let him who has the good of the order in his heart cast from his mind 
+and eliminate from his speech all references to a Masonic goat, which 
+came from ridicule, which descended from the idea of the devil, which 
+in its turn came from the frolicsome half-goat, half-man God Pan.
+No Masonic Menagerie would be complete which did not include the 
+beasts of the field and the birds of the air; here the influence of 
+the Old Testament is strongly felt.  In I Samuel (XVII 41) we read:  
+“And the Philistine said unto David, Come to me and I will give thy 
+flesh to the fowls of the air and to the beasts of the field.”
+“Beasts of the field” is an expression which denotes more than one 
+variety of animal.  In the Old Testament the term beasts denotes any 
+brute, as distinguished from man; a quadruped as distinguished from 
+other living creatures; a wild animal as distinguished from a 
+domesticated one, and the apocalyptic symbol of brute force as the 
+opposite of Divine power.
+Obviously it is not the domesticated cattle, the asses and goats and 
+the sheep, from the attacks of which human infant is unable to guard 
+himself, as in the phrases from the explanation of the Bee Hive.
+Nor did the Philistine imagine, if he gave David’s flesh to cattle, 
+that they would eat it!  His “Beasts of the Field” are the wild 
+beasts - the beasts of Leviticus (XXVI 22):  “I will also send wild 
+beasts among you,” etc.  These wild beasts are bears, wild bulls, 
+hyenas. jackals, leopards and wolves; all Old Testament animals.  It 
+is these which must be visualized when Freemasons use the word, not 
+horses, cows, dogs, sheep and asses.
+The vultures of the Old Testament are typified by those spoken of in 
+Isaiah XXXIV, in which the desolation of the enemies of God are 
+described.  The land is to be burned and to lie waste and “none shall 
+pass through it for ever and ever.”  Thorns and nettles and brambles 
+are to grow upon it; the wild beasts shall inhabit it and (15) “There 
+shall the great owl make her nest and lay and hatch and gather under 
+her shadow; there shall the vultures also be gathered, every one with 
+her mate.”
+It is unnecessary more than to mention the symbolism of the bees in 
+the hive.  As an emblem of industry they are sufficiently explained 
+in the ritual; moreover, bees are hardly to be considered as parts of 
+a menagerie!
+If small, the Masonic Menagerie is select and exclusive; its symbols 
+are plain for all to read; yet they have deeper and more spiritual 
+meanings for those who are willing to look below the surface and see 
+in lion and lamb - and even goat - as well as the beasts of the field 
+and birds of the air, a gentle teaching of man’s hope of immortality, 
+at once touching and comforting.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   July, 1931   No.7
+
+THE GAVEL OF AUTHORITY
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“The common gavel is an instrument used by operative Masons to break 
+off the corners of rough stones, the better to fit them for the 
+builder’s use; but we as Free and Accepted Masons are taught to use 
+for the more noble and glorious purpose of divesting our hearts and 
+consciences of all the vices and superfluities of life, thereby 
+fitting our minds as living stones for that spiritual building, that 
+House Not Made With Hands, eternal in the Heavens.”
+Mackey, distinguished authority, states that the name comes from 
+“Gabel” because the form of the common gavel resembles that of the 
+gable of a house.
+But the student will look in the ritual in vain for any allusion to 
+the gavel as an instrument of authority, although in some form it is 
+primarily the badge of power and authority of the Master, and, often 
+in another form and always in a lesser degree, of the Wardens.
+In various Jurisdictions throughout the United States the interested 
+visitor will find in use in the East common gavels, stone Mason’s 
+hammers made of both wood and metal, the ordinary mallet gavel of the 
+legislative halls, the auctioneer’s hammer, and a setting maul in all 
+shapes and sizes.  All these various implements, in diverse forms and 
+materials, are used as the symbol of the authority of the Master.  
+Apparently it is not so important that he have a particular symbol; 
+that is, that he carry a “common gavel” or a “setting maul,” but that 
+he have always in open Lodge, in his possession, some instrument with 
+which blows may be struck, as a symbol of his power, his authority, 
+his right to preside and to rule.
+Many studious Freemasons contend with some show of reason that 
+inasmuch as the common gavel - the mason’s hammer with one sharp edge 
+- is one of the working tools of a speculative Entered Apprentice 
+while the setting maul is not classified as a working tool, the 
+gavel, and not the maul, is more logically the Master’s symbol of 
+authority.  Certainly unless Grand Lodge has ruled otherwise there is 
+no argument to be used against a Master presiding with common gavel, 
+whether real, of metal, or imitation, of rose or other valuable wood.
+But those who find their only argument for the use of the common 
+gavel as the symbol of a Master’s authority in the undoubted fact 
+that it is one of the striking tools of the stone mason, as well as a 
+working tool of the Speculative Craft, hardly go far enough into 
+antiquity.
+As a symbol of authority the hammer is as old as mythology.  Thor, 
+the Scandinavian son of Odin and Freya, possessed a miraculous and 
+all-powerful hammer which he threw to do his will.  When this was 
+accomplished - usually it was a slaying of enemies or a destruction 
+of something which the God did not like - his accommodating hammer 
+straightway returned to his hands!
+Thor, like Jove, also controlled thunderbolts, and from this early 
+myth we associate lightning and thunder with the hammer.  We also 
+invert the thought to develop the idea of the authority in a hammer 
+or gavel from its age long association with the power of lightening.
+The connection is world wide, and by no means confined either to 
+Freemasonry or to Norse mythology.  Thor and his hammer are at the 
+bottom of the old “hammer rite of possession.”  Thor, God of 
+lightening, by virtue of his control of fire was also the God of the 
+domestic hearth.  In ancient days a bride, on taking possession of 
+her new home, received a hammer thrown in her lap as a symbol of 
+possession.  When her husband purchased land, he took possession by 
+throwing a hammer over it.
+The Indian God Parasu Rama, or Rama of the Battleax, obtained land 
+from the God of the sea by throwing his battleax over the earth, and 
+became possessed of all that it spanned.  The South Sea Islanders use 
+a “celt” or hammer, often of huge size, before the chief’s dwelling 
+as a symbol of authority.  Mrs. H.G.M. Murray Aynsley (English 
+Authority on mythology), says “The Hammer has its uses in Freemasonry 
+as a symbol of authority - the auctioneer, too, used a hammer - here 
+we see possession implied by the falling or throwing down of a 
+hammer.
+Thus, when the Master of a lodge first brings down the gavel to 
+convene the Lodge, he by that blow says in effect, “by this act I 
+take possession of this Lodge.”
+G.W. Speth, famous writer on Freemasonry, draws attention to the 
+curious articles drawn up by the stone masons of Torgau, in Saxony, 
+in 1462.
+And every Mason shall keep his lodge free of all strife; yea, his 
+lodge shall be kept pure as the seat of justice. And no Mason shall 
+bear false witness in his lodge, neither shall he defile it in any 
+manner.
+Therefore shall no Mason allow a harlot to enter his lodge, but if 
+any one have ought to commune with her he shall depart from the place 
+of labor so far as one may cast a gavel.
+Grand Lodges are sovereign within their Jurisdictions. 
+Whatever their ukase, it immediately becomes right within that 
+Jurisdiction.  We find anomalies in American Freemasonry as a result.  
+Thus, most Jurisdictions demand that a Master elect “pass the chairs” 
+or receive the Degree of Past Master in a Chapter of the Royal Arch 
+before he may be installed.  But that is not true in all 
+Jurisdictions.  Where it obtains the practice is both right and 
+ancient.  Its absence is “right” when Grand Lodge has so ruled.  
+Since the formation of the Mother Grand Lodge in 1717, Masonic 
+jurists have conceded the right of a Grand Lodge to make Masons “at 
+sight” as inherent; that is the right to convene an occasional or 
+emergent lodge, under dispensation, set it to work and disband it 
+when its work is done.  Some American Grand Lodges have ruled to the 
+contrary.  It is “right” in those Jurisdictions that a Grand Master 
+cannot make a Mason “at sight.”  In forty-three of our forty-nine 
+Grand Jurisdictions, two of the three Great Lights are the Square and 
+Compasses.  In the remaining six, Compasses is incorrect, and 
+“compass” is right - aye, with every lexicographer, dictionary, 
+encyclopedia and Masonic author-ity to the contrary,. “compass” is 
+right in these Jurisdic-tions.
+Under the doctrine that whatever a Grand Lodge declares to be right, 
+whether by actual words or by tact agreement, is the law and the 
+practice for that particular Jurisdiction, any for of striking 
+instrument which is customary is the correct form in that 
+Jurisdiction.  The Grand Jurisdiction which sanctions setting mauls 
+in all three stations, uses the tool which is correct in that 
+Jurisdiction.  If the Grand Lodge sets forth that the Master shall 
+use a “common gavel” and the Wardens setting mauls, that practice is 
+there correct.  If nothing is said to imply that the Master must use 
+the “common gavel” as a symbol of authority, then the familiar form 
+of mallet or hammer - by far the commonest form of a presiding 
+officer’s instrument - may be considered as correct as any other.
+We are not very liberal minded in our Masonic symbolism.  The Square 
+and the Compasses on our Altars are hardly large or strong enough to 
+play Operative parts in stone cutting and setting.  The “working 
+tools” we present to initiates are but miniatures of the real tools 
+they symbolize.  The trowel which we tell a candidate is more 
+especially the essential tool of the Master Mason, is usually far too 
+small to spread real cement between real stones.  Certainly no gavel 
+of wood, be its form what it may, can “break off the corners of rough 
+stones.”  So, while the beauty of the symbolism of the “common gavel” 
+as the presiding officer’s instrument of authority is obvious, usage 
+and custom and expedience in many lodges have metamorphosed it into a 
+little mallet of wood, just as the tiny square upon the Altar is an 
+expedient metamorphosis of the great metal tool of the Operative 
+Mason.  Perhaps it is not so important that the wood of the gavel be 
+carved to imitate some particular striking tool of the Operative 
+Masons, as that the brethren understand the power and authority 
+inherent in it.
+Whatever form of gavel is used, the Master should always retain 
+possession of the instrument and never have it beyond his reach.  He 
+should carry it with him when he moves about the Lodge, whether in 
+process of conferring a degree, or when the Lodge in charge of the 
+Junior Warden at refreshment.  This, be it noted, is not only because 
+it is his symbol of authority, but to remind him that, although his 
+position is the highest within the gift of the brethren, he is yet 
+but a brother among brethren.  Holding the highest power in the 
+Lodge, he exercises it by virtue of the commonest of the working 
+tools.
+All powerful, within certain limits, in the Lodge, the Master has 
+authority to temporarily transfer his power.  He may honor a visitor 
+by presenting him with the gavel (and should always remove his hat 
+when the gavel passes).  He may place another in the Oriental Chair 
+to confer a degree (in most Jurisdictions) at which time he hands 
+over the gavel of authority.  Because he has the right to transfer 
+the authority, he should always be in position to exercise it; 
+another reason for always retaining possession of his gavel!
+The authority by which the Master rules is not, of course, the mere 
+physical possession of a piece of wood or iron.  The Master may be a 
+physical weakling.  Some powerful two hundred-pounder may easily 
+wrest from him the emblem of authority, but such forcible possession 
+would not transfer the authority.  The authority to use the gavel 
+comes first from election and installation, the powers of both of 
+which ceremonies rest on the authority of the Grand Lodge.  Once 
+installed, a Master cannot be deprived of his gavel of authority 
+except by the Grand Lodge, or the Grand Master “ad interim” (or his 
+deputy acting in his stead).  The brethren elect to the East, but 
+cannot “unelect” or take away the power they have once given.  The 
+gavel of authority is not transferable save by the will of its lawful 
+possessor, except at the order of the Grand Lodge, or the Grand 
+Master (or his deputy acting for him).  In most Jurisdictions such an 
+action by a Grand Master or Deputy, “ad interim” Grand Lodge. is 
+reviewable by the Grand Lodge at its next succeeding regular 
+communication.
+The Master enforces the authority of which the gavel is the symbol - 
+first and usually last and all the time - by the good will and the 
+Masonic practices of his brethren.  Few Lodges would tolerate 
+disobedience to the gavel by any brother.  Occasionally a hot-headed 
+brother has attempted to defy its power.  In such cases the Master 
+may ask the offender to leave the room.  His failure to respond lays 
+him open to charges of un-Masonic conduct and a Masonic trial.  The 
+Master may request the Marshall or Master of ceremonies to remove the 
+offender.  Or the Master may - as sometimes has been done - us the 
+gavel to call from labor to refreshment, during which period there 
+will be plenty to admonish the offender of the enormity of his 
+offense against Masonic law. good manners and good taste!
+The charges given a Mason at the close of all three Degrees are 
+generally held to have the binding force of all other Masonic 
+teachings and obligations.  The brother who signs the by-laws as a 
+Master Mason agrees by so doing to abide not only by them but by all 
+the unwritten usages and customs of the Fraternity and all the 
+admonishments of the charges.  Those who know their ritual will 
+recall that in the charge of the third degree it is said: “The 
+ancient Landmarks of the Order you are carefully to preserve and 
+never suffer them to be infringed, countenance a departure from the 
+ancient usages and customs of the Fraternity.”
+Obedience to the gavel is indeed an “ancient usage and custom” of the 
+Fraternity.  Rarely is it defied - never with impunity. But to reach 
+its fullest respect, the gavel must be wisely used.
+“It is fine to have a giant’s strength— It is despicable to use it 
+like a giant!”
+applies here.  The Master “may” do what he will in his Lodge.  He may 
+cut off discussion, rap a brother down, cause a brother to leave the 
+room, refuse to put a motion, declare the Lodge at recess, close at 
+his pleasure, control debate, arrange the work, refuse a bother 
+permission to speak - all with the gavel.  But the wise Master uses 
+his great power sparingly and never arbitrarily.  While the peace and 
+harmony of the Craft are maintained, he need not use it except as the 
+ritual or custom of presiding in the Lodge requires.  If he so uses 
+it, it will be respected, its possessor will be venerated, and its 
+transfer to another hand will be considered by the brethren what it 
+actually is, a great and signal honor.
+No Master may pay a higher tribute to any brother than to intrust him 
+with the gavel.  He offers it to the Grand Master (or his Deputy 
+representing him), because it is the right of those dignitaries to 
+preside in all private Lodges.  He offers it to another to preside 
+during the conferring of a degree, or to a distinguished visitor, as 
+a mark of the greatest respect and confidence.
+A gavel is not a necessity.  A Master and two brethren can open and 
+close a Lodge if they have the Great Lights and a Charter.  Lesser 
+Lights, a gavel, Warden’s columns, Aprons, and Altar are not 
+essential.  Without the Great Lights and a Charter (or dispensation) 
+a Lodge cannot be opened, though it has every other accessory.  The 
+gavel, then, is the symbol of the authority, not the authority 
+itself.  Like all great symbols, it takes upon itself in the minds of 
+the brethren something of the quality of the thing symbolized.  As we 
+revere the cotton in stripes and stars which became the Flag of our 
+Country; as we revere the paper and ink which became the Great Light 
+in Masonry, so, also, do Freemasons revere the little hammer, mallet, 
+setting maul or common gavel which typifies and symbolizes the height 
+of Masonic power and authority - the majesty of power, the wisdom of 
+Light which rest in and shine forth from the Oriental Chair.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   August, 1931   No.8
+
+POINT WITHIN A CIRCLE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“There is in every regular and well governed Lodge, a certain point 
+within a circle, embordered by two parallel perpendicular lines. . . 
+. “
+Familiar to every Mason, this ancient symbol is too often considered 
+merely as one of many, instead of what it really is, among the most 
+illuminating of the entered Apprentice’s Degree.
+It is particularly important not only for its antiquity, the many 
+meanings which have been and may be read from it by the student, but 
+because of the bond it makes between the old Operative Craft and the 
+modern Speculative Masonry we know.
+No man may say when, where or how the symbol began.  
+From the earliest dawn of history a simple closed figure has been 
+man’s symbol for deity - the circle for some peoples, the triangle 
+for others, and a circle or a triangle with a central point, for 
+still others.  The closed figure, of course, represents the 
+conception of Him Who has neither beginning or ending; the triangle 
+adds to this the reading of a triune nature.  It is to be noted that 
+the Lesser Lights form a triangle placed in our Lodges in that 
+orientation which expresses Wisdom, Strength and Beauty.  In some 
+Jurisdictions a Lodge closes with the brethren forming a circle about 
+the Altar, which thus becomes the point, or focus of the Supreme 
+Blessing upon the brethren.
+Nor must we consider that a reading which is wholly beyond the 
+monitorial explanation of the point within a circle is beyond Masonic 
+conception.  A symbol may have many meanings, all of them right, so 
+long as they are not self-contradictory.  As the point within a 
+circle has had so many different meanings to so many different 
+people, it is only to be expected that it have meanings for many 
+Masons.
+We find it connected with sun worship, the most ancient of religions; 
+ruins of ancient temples devoted both to sun and fire worship are 
+circular in form, with a central altar, or “point” which was the Holy 
+of Holies.  The symbol is found in India, in which land of mystery 
+and mysticism its antiquity is beyond calculation.  Of its presence 
+in many of the religions of the East, Wilford says (Asiatic 
+Researches):
+“It was  believed in India that at the general deluge everything was 
+involved in the common destruction except the male and female 
+principles or organs of generation, which were destined to produce a 
+new race and to repeople the earth when the waters had subsided from 
+its surface.  The female principle, symbolized by the moon, assumed 
+the form of a lunette, or crescent, while the male principle, 
+symbolized by the sun, assumed the form of the lingam (or phallus) 
+and placed himself erect in the center of the lunette, like the mast 
+of a ship.  The two principles in this united form floated on the 
+surface of the waters during the period of their prevalence on the 
+earth, and thus became the progenitors of a new race of men.”
+This is the more curious and interesting when a second ancient 
+meaning of the symbol is considered - that the point represents the 
+sun and the circle the universe.  Indeed, this meaning is both modern 
+and ancient, for a dot in a small circle is the astronomical symbol 
+for the sun, and the derivation of this astronomical symbol marks its 
+Masonic connection.  The Indian interpretation makes the point the 
+male principle, the circle the female; the point became the sun and 
+the circle the solar system which ancient peoples thought was the 
+universe because the sun is vivifying, the life-giving principle, for 
+all the lives.
+The two parallel lines, which modern Masonry states represents the 
+two Holy Sts. John, are as ancient as the rest of the symbol, and 
+originally had nothing to do with the “two eminent Christian Patrons 
+of Masonry.”  It is a pretty conception, but of course utterly 
+without foundation.  The Holy Sts. John lived and taught many 
+hundreds of years before any Masonry existed which can truly be 
+called by that name.  If this is distasteful to those good brethren 
+who like to believe that King Solomon was Grand Master of a Grand 
+Lodge, devised the system and perhaps wrote the ritual, one must 
+refute them with their own chronology, for both the Holy Sts. John 
+lived long “after” the wise King wrought his “famous fabric.”
+The two perpendicular parallel lines are sometimes thought to have 
+been added to the symbol of the point within a circle as a sort of 
+diagram or typification of a Lodge at its most solemn moment, the 
+point being the brother at the Altar, the circle the Holy of Holies, 
+and the two lines the brethren waiting to help bring the initiate to 
+light.
+But it is obviously a mere play of fancy; the two lines against the 
+circle with the point date back to an era before Solomon.  On early 
+Egyptian monuments may be found the Alpha and Omega, or symbol of 
+God, in the center of a circle embordered by two upright serpents, 
+representing the Power and the Wisdom of the Creator.
+Mackey reads into the symbol an analogy to the Lodge by observing 
+that as the Master and Wardens represent the sun in three positions 
+in the Lodge, and as the Lodge is a symbol of the world (or universe) 
+the circle can be considered as representing the Lodge, the point the 
+sun at meridian, and the two lines, the Wardens or sun at rising and 
+at setting.
+This also seems to many students to be a mere coincidental reading.  
+That derivation of the symbol which best satisfied the mind as to 
+logic and appropriateness, students found in the operative craft.  
+Here is more to encourage than in all the researches into ancient 
+religions and the symbolism of men long forgotten.
+Fully to understand just how the point within a circle came into 
+Speculative Masonry by way of Operative Craftsmanship, it is 
+necessary to have some mental picture of the times in which the 
+Craftsmen of the early middle ages lived and wrought.
+The vast majority of them had no education, as we understand the 
+word.  They could neither read nor write - unimportant matters to 
+most, first because there were no books to read, second because there 
+was nothing which they needed to write! Skilled craftsmen they were, 
+through long apprenticeship and careful teaching in the art of 
+cutting and setting stone, but except for manual skill and cunning 
+artifice founded on generations of experience, they were without 
+learning.
+This was not true of the leaders - or, as we would call them - the 
+Masters.  The great Cathedrals of Europe were not planned and 
+overseen by ignorance.  There, indeed, knowledge was power, as it is 
+now, and the architects, the overseer, the practical builders, those 
+who laid out the designs and planned the cutting and the placing of 
+the stones - these were learned in all that pertained to their craft.  
+Doubtless many of them had a knowledge of practical and perhaps of 
+theoretical mathematics.
+Certain parts of this theoretical knowledge became diffused from the 
+Master Builders through the several grades of superintendents, 
+architects, overseer and foreman in charge of any section of the 
+work.  With hundreds if not thousands of men working on a great 
+structure, some sort of organization must have been as essential then 
+as now.  And equally essential would be the overseeing of the tools.
+Good work cannot be done with faulty instruments.  A square and 
+upright building cannot be erected with a faulty square, level or 
+plumb!
+The tools used by the cathedral builders must have been very much 
+what ours are today; they had gavel, mallet, setting maul and hammer; 
+they had chisel and trowel as we have.  And of course, they had 
+plumb, square, level and twenty-four inch gauge to “measure and lay 
+out their work.”
+The square, the level and the plumb were made of wood - wood, cord, 
+and weight for the plumb and level; wood alone for the square.
+Wood wears when used against stone.  Wood warps when exposed to water 
+or damp air.  The metal used to fasten the two arms of the square 
+together would rust and perhaps bend or break.  Naturally, the 
+squares would not indefinitely stay square.  Squares had constantly 
+to be checked for the right-angledness.  Some standard had to be 
+adopted by which a square could be compared, so that, when Operative 
+Masons’ squares were tried by it they would not “materially err.”
+The importance of the perfect right angle in the square by which 
+stones were shaped can hardly be over estimated.  Operative Masonry 
+in the Cathedral building days was largely a matter of cut and try, 
+of individual workmen, or careful craftsmanship.  Quality production, 
+micrometer measurement, interchangeabilty of parts were words which 
+had not yet been coined; ideas for which they stand had not even been 
+invented.  All the more necessary, then, that the foundation on which 
+all the work was done should be as perfect as the Masters knew how to 
+make it.  Cathedral builders erected their temples for all time - how 
+well they built, a hundred glorious structures in the Old World 
+testify.  They built well because they knew how to check and try 
+their squares!
+Today any school boy knows the simple “secret of the square” which 
+was then the closely guarded wisdom of the Masters alone; toady any 
+school boy can explain the steam engine which was a wonder two 
+hundred years ago, and make and use a wireless which was a miracle 
+scarce ten years gone by.  Let us not wonder that our ancient 
+Operative brethren thought their secret of a square so valuable; let 
+us rather wonder that in time in which the vast majority of men were 
+ignorant of mathematics, so many must have known and appreciated this 
+simple, this marvelous, geometrical secret.
+Lay out a circle - any size - on a piece of paper.  
+With a straight edge draw a line across through its center.  Put a 
+dot on the circle, anywhere.  Connect that dot with the line at both 
+points where it crosses the circle.  Results - a perfect right 
+triangle.
+Draw  the circle of whatever size you will; place a dot on the 
+circumference where you will, it makes no difference.  So be it.  So 
+be it the lines from the dot meet the horizontal line crossing the 
+circle through its center and they will form a right angle.
+This was the Operative Mason’s secret - knowing how “to try his 
+square.”  It was by this means that he tested the working tools of 
+the Fellows of the Craft; he did so often enough, and it was 
+impossible either for their tools or their work “to materially err.”  
+From this, also, comes the ritual used in the lodges of our English 
+brethren, where they “open on the center.”  Alas, we have dropped the 
+quaint old words they use, and American Lodges know the “center” only 
+as the point within a circle.  The original line across the center 
+has been shifted to the side and became the “two perpendicular 
+parallel lines” of Egypt and India and our admonitions are no longer 
+what they must have once been; . .  . “while a mason circumscribes 
+his “square” within these points, it is impossible that “it” should 
+materially err.”
+Today we only have our Speculative meaning; we circumscribe our 
+desires and our passions within the circle and the lines touching on 
+the Holy Scriptures.  For Speculative Masons who use squares only in 
+the symbolic sense such an admonition is of far greater use than 
+would be the secret of the square as was known to our ancient 
+brethren.
+But - how much greater becomes the meaning of the symbol when we see 
+it as a direct descent from an Operative practice!  Our ancient 
+brethren used the point within a circle as a test for the rectitude 
+of the tools by which they squared their work and built their 
+temporal buildings.  In the Speculative sense, we used it as a test 
+for the rectitude of our intentions and our conduct, by which we 
+square our actions with the square of virtue.  They erected 
+Cathedrals - we build the “House Not Made With Hands.”  Their point 
+within a circle was Operative - our is Speculative!
+But through the two - point in a circle on the ground by which an 
+Operative Master secretly tested the square of his fellows - point 
+within a circle as a symbol by which each of us may test, secretly, 
+the square of his virtue by which he erects an Inner Temple to the 
+Most High - both are Masonic, both are beautiful.  The one we know is 
+far more lovely that it is a direct descendant of an Operative 
+practice the use of which produced the good work, true work, square 
+work of the Master Masons of the days that come not back.
+Pass it not lightly.  Regard it with the reverence it deserves, for 
+surely it is one of the greatest teachings of Masonry, concealed 
+within a symbol which is plain for any man to read, so be it he has 
+Masonry in his heart.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   September, 1931   No.9
+
+ENLIGHTENING THE PROFANE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Profane - from “pro,” without “fanum,” temple.
+Literally one “before,” or “outside the temple.”  In the Masonic 
+sense a “profane” is one who has not been initiated.
+
+“No, I’m not a Mason.  I’ve never been asked to join!”
+How many times has this been said, usually with some indignation, in 
+answer to the question, “Are you a Mason?”
+It comes to some men with a shock of distinct surprise that 
+Freemasonry asks no man to join her ranks.  In this refusal to 
+proselyte - nay, in the distant prohibition of any proselyting - 
+Freemasonry, curiously enough, joins hands with Brahminism, the 
+religion of much of the Orient, which has the distinction among 
+religions of attempting to make no converts.  In its refusal to seek 
+membership, Freemasonry stand alone among organizations.
+The reasons are dual:  First, Freemasonry, greater than any man, no 
+matter how important he may be, confers honor upon her initiates.  
+She is never honored by any man seeking her mysteries.  Second, it is 
+an essential part of Freemasonry that a man come of “his own free 
+will and accord.”  The Fraternity obligates a candidate for all time.  
+“Once a Mason, always a Mason” is a truth, no matter how little 
+interest the member may take, no matter if he demits, no matter if he 
+be dropped N.P.D. or even expelled; he cannot “un-make” himself as a 
+Mason, nor can he avoid moral responsibility for the obligations he 
+has assumed.
+Could any man say:  “I joined under a misapprehension, I was over 
+persuaded, I was argued into membership,” he might think himself 
+possessed of just such a cause and a reason for a failure to live up 
+to the obligations which no longer interest him.  But no man does so 
+join.  He must declare in his petition, and around a dozen times 
+during the course of his progress through the degrees, that his 
+application is voluntary.  Were any persuasion used upon him before 
+he signed his petition, he could not truthfully state that his entry 
+was “of his own free will and accord.”
+This is pretty well grounded in most Freemasons.  But sometimes it 
+has the untoward effect of making a Mason Chary of giving legitimate 
+information about the Fraternity, properly sought for a worthy 
+purpose.   It is highly improper to say to one’s friend “I wish you’d 
+join my lodge, I’d like to see you enjoy the advantages of 
+Freemasonry.”  It is wholly legitimate to answer a serious question 
+asked by some man who is considering making an application.
+Some good brethren when asked questions about Masonry by the profane 
+are puzzled as to just how much they may tell.  Knowing well certain 
+matters of which they must not speak, they are not always sure just 
+where these end, and where begins that which may not be told.
+Much more is tellable than is secret.  Literally thousands and 
+multiplied thousands of books have been written on and about the 
+Ancient Craft; the Aporetta, or secrets of Freemasonry, could they be 
+written at all, might be compressed within a few pages.
+Let us suppose then, that we are asked by a sincere man:  “Tell me 
+something of Freemasonry.  I think I would like to be a Freemason, 
+but I know very little about it.”
+Such a query is the key which may legitimately unlock our lips about 
+those outward matters concerning the Fraternity which all the world 
+may know.
+We may begin by assuring the questioner that Freemasonry brings as 
+many duties and responsibilities as it does pleasures and rewards.  
+The Freemason becomes a link in a chain; he must be as strong as the 
+next link or we want him not.  He who looks to the Fraternity to 
+provides all, give all, and receive nothing, should apply to some 
+other organization.
+It is legitimate to explain the structure of Freemasonry to a 
+seriously interested questioner.  Freemasons gather together in 
+lodges; local organizations chartered by, and holding existence under 
+the Grand Lodge of the State in which they live and are.  A lodge 
+comes into being when the Grand Master gives a dispensation to meet, 
+U.D. (Under Dispensation); it becomes a “regular” lodge when its 
+Charter is granted by the Grand Lodge.
+It is no secret that a lodge has a Master, two Wardens, two Deacons, 
+a Secretary and a Treasurer, etc.  It is not, perhaps, necessary to 
+go at length into the several duties of these officers, but it may be 
+wise to explain the essential difference between a Worshipful Master 
+of a Lodge, and the President or other presiding officer of secular 
+bodies.  A Master, once installed, may not be removed by his 
+brethren, only by the Grand Master or the Grand Lodge.  Within bounds 
+he is all powerful in his Lodge; not the servant of his brethren, as 
+is the presiding officer of a club, but literally the “Master,” with 
+power to control and limit debate, put or not put motions, open and 
+close Lodge at his pleasure, call special meetings, and so on.  All 
+such matters are set forth in printed books and usually in the code 
+or Ahiman Rezon of the Grand Lodge.
+Lodges naturally and rightly attempt to guard their West Gates 
+against the entry of men who desire only to receive Masonic charity.  
+For this reason it is natural to look with especially careful eyes at 
+the petition of the elderly man.  When a man of mature years inquires 
+regarding Freemasonry, we may well explain that while a Mason’s 
+Charity is as boundless as his ability, Freemasonry. is not, per se, 
+an eleemosynary institution.  It does not exist primarily for 
+charitable purposes, nor is charity its greatest work.  In many 
+Jurisdictions are Masonic Homes, Hospitals, Schools, Charity 
+Foundations intended for unfortunate members of the Fraternity, their 
+widows and orphans - sometimes their mothers and sisters.  They are 
+not designed for the relief of the poor who are not members of the 
+Fraternity, and those unconnected to members by blood ties.  
+Therefore the man who desires to become a Mason that he may take 
+advantage of its charity is turned back long before he reaches the 
+West Gate.  The more an applicant appears as if he may in the future 
+need help, the more carefully does the investigating committee work 
+to discover the facts.
+Totally misunderstanding the purpose and spirit of Freemasonry some 
+men seek it for business advantages.  Freemasons naturally frown upon 
+such petitions.  But scorn should not be meted out to an ignorant 
+profane seeking knowledge.  A man may be a good citizen, a good 
+churchman, a good businessman and yet know nothing of Freemasonry.  
+If such a one, in the course of his inquiry regarding the Fraternity, 
+exhibits an interest in the business advantages which may inure to 
+him through membership in a lodge, it is legitimate to explain - 
+courteously but with emphasis - that Freemasonry is not a Board of 
+Trade, a Chamber of Commerce, a Luncheon or Commercial Club; and that 
+it makes no effort to aid its members in commercial relations.  The 
+man who wants to become a Freemason because he thinks Freemasonry can 
+help him can never be a good Mason.  He who desires Freemasonry 
+because he thinks he can help his fellows is already a Mason in his 
+heart.
+Other things being equal, Masons usually prefer to have business 
+relations with their brethren, in the same way a man may prefer to 
+buy footwear from his blood brother who is in the shoe business.  But 
+no one will pay his blood brother ten dollars a pair for shoes he can 
+buy for half price from a non-relative!
+It is unquestionable true, and may be stated to the serious inquirer, 
+that Freemasonry does play a quiet and unostentatious part in the 
+business lives of its members.  But it should be emphasized that this 
+is a by-product of mutual friendship and association, and the he who 
+seeks Freemasonry for this alone will be bitterly disappointed.  We 
+all know of popular members of our lodge who win and keep the 
+business of their brethren because of their likability.  But we also 
+know that this is not the result of any effort by the successful 
+brother to win that which is freely given him.  The brother who 
+attempts to make his lodge association a feeder for his vocation is 
+invariably hit by the boomerang of an aroused antipathy which hurts 
+as much as he hoped to be helped.
+All this may be explained to the inquirer.  We may well quote a part 
+of the Charge to an Entered Apprentice, as it is printed in most 
+Jurisdictions:  “If, in the circle of your acquaintance, you find a 
+person desirous of being initiated into Masonry, be particularly 
+attentive not to recommend him, unless you are convinced that he will 
+conform to our rules, the honor, glory and reputation of the 
+Fraternity may be firmly established, and the world at large 
+convinced of its good effects.”
+Often a Mason is asked by a profane:  “What does Masonry stand for?  
+What does it do?”
+It is much more difficult to explain to one without the mystic circle 
+what Masonry “does,” than what it is.  What Masonry “stands for” 
+should be easy for any Freemason to explain.  We may inform the 
+inquirer that the Fraternity “stands for” country, home and public 
+school; for law and order; and decency; for honor, morality and 
+religion; for brotherhood, relief and the inculcation of truth.
+Parts of our ritual are printed in books and in monitors.  There is 
+nothing secret about this; while we do not go about spouting non-
+secret ritual upon all occasions; there is no reason why we should 
+not and many reasons why we should, to be able to point out by such 
+quotations some of the principles of Masonry.
+The essential matter is to give a true picture of the Fraternity to 
+all who express a desire for it.  Freemasonry is not a “secret 
+society” - although it is often incorrectly so called - but a 
+“society with secrets” which is quite another matter.  In a “secret 
+society” the membership, existence and whereabouts is a secret.  
+Freemasonry’s membership, existence or whereabouts is no secret.  Men 
+proudly wear the emblems on their coats and watch chains.  Many Grand 
+Lodges publish lists of their members.  Most Grand Lodges maintain 
+card systems of all Masons in their Jurisdictions, so that it is 
+possible to ascertain whether or not a certain John Smith is a Mason.  
+Our Temples are proud buildings, well built, handsome monuments for 
+all the world to see.  Our printed Proceedings are to be had in every 
+library.  Newspapers carry notices of lodge matters,  A flourishing 
+Masonic Press carries news of the Craft far and wide.  Obviously, we 
+are not “secret” although we possess jealously guarded “secrets.”
+Any profane has a natural right to know something about Masonry that 
+he may decide whether it is an organization with which he wishes to 
+associate. If we refrain from advertising our activities it is not 
+because they are secret, but because they are private; not because 
+they must not be told when there is a reason for telling them, but 
+because we do not wish to persuade any man to our doors.  We want him 
+to come, if he comes at all, from an inherent desire, from having 
+conceived a regard for the Fraternity, from his belief that he has 
+something to offer Masonry and that Masonry has something to offer 
+him.
+Such a man naturally asks questions of Freemasons.  
+Once he has made inquiry, the door is opened and we may tell him 
+much.  Let us make sure that what we tell him is less, rather than 
+more than the truth.  Let us never soil our gentle Craft with horrid 
+tales of goats and “buttings” of “backing down” and “third degree” 
+tortures.  Let us speak up like men and Masons and say roundly that 
+there is nothing in Ancient Craft Masonry which is undignified, 
+humorous, funny or playful; let us assure him with solemnity that our 
+ceremonies are beautiful, impressive and instructive; and that behind 
+and beyond the outward form of the degrees is a spiritual truth, a 
+body of inner knowledge, an arena of wisdom which benefits any man 
+who receives it, and in direct proportion to his ability to see 
+behind the symbol to the reality.	
+Let us minimize the pleasures, and stress the duties when talking to 
+a profane who wishes to learn of our lodges and their work.  True, 
+the “innocent mirth” of Freemasonry, to quote the “Old Charge,” is of 
+interest and value to us all.  Many a lodge is not only a center of 
+union but a center of social intercourse in its home town.  Its 
+amusements and entertainments may be, and often are, of real value to 
+the community.  But a lodge does not exist merely to entertain and to 
+amuse; in talking to the profane inquirer, let us lay less emphasis 
+on the by-products of play, and draw his attention more to the 
+serious and worthwhile sides of lodge life; charity, instruction, 
+fellowship, mutual trust and dependence; religion without bias or 
+doctrine - in other words, brotherhood.
+So shall we give an intelligent and Masonic answer to an intelligent 
+and Masonic question, and, perhaps, lay the foundation on which the 
+bridge will be built over which a new initiate may walk from the 
+North of darkness into the East of Masonic Light!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   October, 1931   No.10
+
+FREEMASONRY’S ANSWER TO JOB
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“If a man die, shall he live again?  (Job 14:14)
+
+Freemasonry has been called a religion which can be all things to all 
+men.
+Many dispute the statement that Freemasonry is a religion at all, on 
+the theory that a religion is a specified manner of worship, whereas 
+Freemasonry has neither creed nor dogma.  Freemasonry is much more 
+properly religion than “a” religion.
+Freemasonry may, indeed, be all things religious to all men.  Each 
+may take from it, each may read into it, any creed or dogma which 
+fits his personal religious belief - and find his faith fits with the 
+teachings of the gentle Craft.
+For be a man’s faith what it may, it must be founded on the rock of a 
+belief in Deity and a faith in a future life.  Here, indeed, 
+Freemasonry touches hands with religion and sees eye to eye with all 
+beliefs.  The Master Mason’s Degree, the Hiramic Legend, the Search 
+For That Which Was Lost and the Sprig of Acacia all answer the cry of 
+Job with comfort and assurance.
+
+Pull the flower to pieces; remain the petals, a perfume, but no rose.  
+Play the symphony, isolate note by note; sound is heard, but no 
+music.  
+Every word Milton wrote is in the dictionary; but great poems may not 
+be found there,
+So of any written account of this degree; we may write of its 
+symbols, analyze its legend, tell of its meaning, but we pronounce 
+but words without rhyme, make a flower of wax, a song muted.  The 
+best we may do is to point out a path to the high mountain of 
+spiritual experience which is the Sublime Degree, that he who climbs 
+may see it with a new view - and clearer eyes.
+To the universal and yearning hope of all mankind throughout all ages 
+Freemasonry answers; there “is” a hope of immortality; there “is” a 
+Great Architect by whose mercy we may live again, leaving to each 
+brother his choice of interpretation by which he may read the Great 
+Beyond.
+The Third Degree teaches of the power- and the powerlessness - of 
+evil.  For those who are happy to believe in the resurrection of the 
+physical body, the Sublime degree has comfort.  For those whose hope 
+is in the raising only of that spiritual body of which Paul taught, 
+the degree assures of all the longing heart can wish.
+When the greatest hope and the dearest wish of all mankind is made 
+manifest, the Sublime Degree turns to “this” life and “this” 
+brotherhood, and ties together the Hiramic Legend and daily living in 
+a manner which no thoughtful man may see and hear without a thrill; a 
+way at once awe inspiring and heartening; terrible and beautiful; 
+sternly uncompromising yet strangely comforting in that land of inner 
+life, that home of the spirit, where each man thinks the secret 
+thoughts he tells never - never.
+In his quiet hours, first among those matters unspoken is the age old 
+question of Job.  When he sees his children growing up and realizes 
+that he is getting older, older and some day to be really old, he 
+asks it.  When he stands beside the coffin of his departed brother to 
+cast into the open grave the Sprig of Acacia he asks it again, 
+sometimes not knowing that the very act which gives rise to the 
+question is Freemasonry’s answer.
+Acacia was a symbol of immortality before Freemasonry existed.  It is 
+the shittim wood of the Old Testament, the erica or tamarisk at the 
+foot of which the body of the dead Osiris was cast ashore so that, 
+when found, it would rise again.
+The Jews have always considered shittim a sacred wood; a symbol of 
+life.  Logs used in houses sprouted long after the tree was destroyed 
+that the beam might be made from it.  Shittim wood was used to 
+construct the table for the shew bread, the tabernacle, the Ark of 
+the Covenant, the sacred furniture of the Temple.  Everyone was 
+familiar with the evergreen which does not seem to die in cold 
+weather, as do less hardy trees which shed their leaves and sleep 
+through the winter.
+But if Freemasonry did not make Acacia a symbol, the Craft adopted it 
+as symbolic of our own special Rite and beliefs.
+Acacia marked the spot where lay all that was mortal of the Widow’s 
+Son.  The Hiramic Legend is of an immortality which was made manifest 
+in the very shade of acacia; how should the plant “not” stand for the 
+most blessed hope of man?
+In the stately prayer in the Master’s degree we hear “for there is 
+hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again - .”  
+Later we learn of man who “cometh forth as a flower and is cut down,” 
+by the scythe of time which gathers him “to the land where his 
+fathers have gone before him.”
+
+“Where is that land?”
+
+Uncounted millions have asked.  Freemasonry’s reply is, that glorious 
+immortality symbolized by the acacia, its reality attested by every 
+hope of every man born of woman since the first infant cried its 
+birth cry.
+The Sprig of acacia has another and equally beautiful implication 
+besides that of the certainty of spiritual survival.  “Faith is the 
+substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”  The 
+Sprig of Acacia is not only the emblem of a future life, but of 
+faith.
+It matters little what faith that is.  It is the existence of “some” 
+faith which is important; the certainty of “things not seen.”  The 
+Masons may be a Methodist, Baptist, Spiritualist, Evolutionist, 
+Unitarian. Trinitarian, Mohammedan or Brahmin.  He may believe in an 
+orthodox heaven of Golden Streets and Milk and Honey; his faith may 
+send him to a whole realm of seven planets which he may visit in turn 
+with esoteric Buddist; he may believe in the succession of planes of 
+Spiritualism or the Nirvana of the Orient - the Sprig of Acacia is at 
+once a symbol of the immortality taught by his faith, and of the 
+faith itself.
+One cannot “prove” immortality any more than one can prove God.  
+Proof is the result of logic , and logic is a process of the mind.  
+Faith is the product of a process of the heart.  We cannot reason 
+ourselves into or of love; we cannot reason ourselves into or out of 
+faith.
+The Sprig of Acacia proves nothing - nor does it try to.  It means 
+everything to him who has the faith.  It is Freemasonry’s attestation 
+to her children and to the world that brethren drop their tears on 
+the body of the deceased brother in full faith that - where nor how 
+we presume not to say, leaving it wholly to the eye which Sees the 
+Everlasting Arms which enfold - he, even as we, shall live again.  He 
+knows past all forgetting because he has learned the lesson of the 
+Hiramic Legend.
+Learned students have attempted to fix the date -as if dates 
+mattered! - when that story first made its appearance in Freemasonry.  
+Their conclusions are more negative than positive, and none have gone 
+behind the fact that in one form or another the Hiramic Legend is 
+among the oldest as it is among the dearest myths of the race.  One 
+may agree that documentary evidence does not put the legend of the 
+martyred master workman into the third degree prior 1725, and still 
+see in it the recasting of the race-old drama of man’s hope for 
+immortality.
+A dozen or more suggestions have been made by Masonic students as to 
+“what it means.”  Some take the legend literally.  Others believe it 
+is another way of telling the story of Isis and Osiris - itself a 
+legend which could hardly have been foisted full born from the brain 
+of some clever priest, but must have been a heritage from the Hyskos, 
+or even earlier inhabitants of Egypt.  Some see it in a modern 
+version of the death of Abel at the hands of Cain, and of course 
+thousands visualize it as the death and resurrection of the Man of 
+Galilee.
+With such speculations the average Master Mason need have no concern.  
+Nor need his heart be troubled as to whether the drama is “true” or 
+not.
+Search the Great Light how we will, we find no account of the tragedy 
+of Hiram Abif.  We learn of Hiram, or Huram.  If we delve deeply 
+enough in Hebrew, we learn that modern scholarship translates Hiram 
+Abif as “Hiram, my father” meaning a Hiram looked up to, venerated, 
+given a title of honor, as the father of a tribe, the father of an 
+art, the father of the sacred vessels of the Temple.  But of the 
+three, the tragedy, and the Lost Word, the Old Testament is silent.
+Nor can we find in secular history any account of the drama of Hiram.  
+For its truth we must seek into the myths and legends and fairy 
+stories in which the race has half concealed, half revealed, those 
+truths which do not bear telling in plain words.
+Is there a Santa Claus?  For Six Years Old there is.  
+For his elders Santa Claus is a means of telling a beautiful truth in 
+terms which Six Years Old can understand.  Is the legend “True?”  
+What is meant by  “True?”  Historically Santa Claus nor Hiram Abif 
+are “true.”  But if “true” means “containing a Great Truth” then both 
+the myth of the Yule Tide Saint and the legend of the Master Builder 
+are “true” in the most real sense.
+Raised to the Sublime Degree, many men see the drama of the Master 
+only literally, a teaching of the virtues of fortitude and inflexible 
+fidelity.  For those whose ears hear only the melody and are deaf to 
+harmonies, for those whose eyes are so blinded by the sunset as not 
+to see the colors, this is good enough.
+Yet, any liberal interpretation of the legend and our ceremony which 
+exemplifies it misses its heart.
+The Legend of Hiram Abif is at once the tragedy and the hope of man.  
+It is the story of the resurrection of that “which bears the nearest 
+affinity to that supreme intelligence which pervades all nature.”  It 
+is the answer to Job.  It is at once the beginning of the sacred 
+legend of That Which Was Lost and the assurance that at long last he 
+who seeks shall find.
+Any man who has belief in a Great Architect and a hope of immortality 
+may see in it the assurance that death is but a pause, not an end; a 
+gateway, not a wall.
+How long is a rope?  A silly question!  It can be measured, 
+presumably, if one can find one end and measure it to the other.  
+Suppose the rope has only one end!  Sillier and sillier!  But if true 
+of a rope, it is true of space, time and eternity.  If time has a 
+beginning, it has an ending.  If space commences somewhere, there is 
+also will be its end to be found.  “If eternity has a beginning it is 
+not eternal!”
+Here is the shock, the surprise and the glory of the third degree.  
+It presents us with eternity in the midst of life.  It pushes back 
+the confines of our little dimensions, our tiny measurements of time, 
+our small comprehension of space, and shows us that we enter eternity 
+at neither birth nor death.  We have always been in eternity if we 
+are in it at all.  Hiram Abif was gathered to his fathers when the 
+selfishness and sin of misguided men struck him down.  But they were 
+powerless against the Paw of the Lion and the Power of Freemasonry.  
+Each of us is born, lives his little life, and, wearing his little 
+white apron, is laid where our forefathers have gone before us.  The 
+drama of the third degree assures us that the life from birth to 
+death, and including both, is but an episode, a single note in the 
+great symphony.
+The Hiramic Legend is the glory of Freemasonry; the search for That 
+Which Was Lost in the glory of life.
+We gaze through the microscope and telescope; and catch no sight of 
+its shadow.  We travel in many lands and far and find it not.  We 
+listen to all the words of all the tongues which all men have ever 
+spoken and will speak - the Lost Word is not heard.  Were it but a 
+Word, how easy to invent another!  But it is not a word, but “The 
+Word”, The great secret, the unknowability which the Great Architect 
+sets before his children, a will o’ the wisp to follow, a pot of gold 
+at the end of the rainbow.  Never here is it to be found, but the 
+search for it is the reason for life.
+The Sublime Degree teaches that, in another life, it may be found.
+“That is why it is the sublime degree!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   November, 1931   No.11
+
+FREE AND ACCEPTED
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The origin of these terms, descriptive of Speculative Freemasons, 
+goes back into the very beginnings of the history of the Order; 
+indeed, behind the history of the building Craft in Europe.
+But it is only in keeping with the antiquity of the teachings of 
+Freemasonry.  Many of our symbols and their meanings go back to the 
+very childhood of the race.  Through these a direct relationship may 
+be traced in mind, heart and ideal; if not in written document, to 
+such diverse ages and places as China four thousand years ago, the 
+priesthood of ancient Egypt and the Jews of the Captivity.  For 
+purposes of understanding the genesis of the word “Free” as coupled 
+with Mason, it will suffice to begin with the Roman “Collegia”, 
+orders or associations of men engaged in similar pursuits.  Doubtless 
+their formation was caused partly by the universal desire for 
+fellowship and association, particularly strong in Rome, in which the 
+individual was so largely submerged for the good of the Empire, and 
+partly by economic necessity, just as labor unions are formed today.
+These “Collegia” speedily became so prominent and powerful that Roman 
+Emperors attempted to abolish the right of free association.  In 
+spite of edicts and persecutions, however, the “Collegia” continued 
+to exist.
+The Colleges of Architects, however, for a time were sanctioned even 
+after others were forbidden.  They were too valuable to the State to 
+be abolished, or made to work and meet in secret.  They were not at 
+this time “called” Freemasons, but they were “free” - and it is the 
+fact and not the name which is here important.  Without architects 
+and builders, Rome could not expand, so the colleges of Architects 
+were permitted to regulate their own affairs and work under their own 
+constitutions, free of restrictions which attempted to destroy the 
+“collegia.”
+Then, as now, “three” were necessary to form a College (no Masonic 
+lodge can meet with less than three); the College had a “Magister” or 
+Master, and two Wardens.  There were three orders or degrees in the 
+College which to a large extent used emblems which are a part of 
+Freemasonry.  Roman sarcophagi show carvings of square, compasses, 
+plumb. level and sometimes columns. 
+Of the ceremonies of the “Collegia” we know little or nothing.  Of 
+their work we know much, and of their history enough to trace their 
+decline and fall.  The Emperor Diocletian attempted to destroy the 
+new religion, Christianity, which threatened so much which seemed to 
+the Romans to make Rome, Rome.  Many members of the Colleges of 
+Architects were Christians - a very natural result, since these 
+associations had taught and believed in brotherhood because of a 
+common Father, the members of the College or Architects took for 
+their own his doctrine, so strangely familiar.
+Persecution, vengeance, cruelty followed; this is not the place to go 
+deeply into the story of the four Masons and the Apprentice who were 
+tortured to death, only to become the Four Crowned Martyrs and Patron 
+Saints of later builders and the Masons of the Middle Ages.  Suffice 
+it that the College of Architects were broken up and fled from Rome.
+Comes a gap which is not yet bridged.  Between the downfall of Rome 
+and the rise of Gothic architecture in Europe we know little of what 
+happened to the builders’ “Collegia.”  It is here that we come to the 
+fascinating theory of the Comancines - that some of the expelled 
+builders found refuge on the Island of Comacina in Lake Como, and, 
+through  generation after generation, kept alive the traditions and 
+secrets of the art until such time as the world was again ready for 
+the Master Builders.  All this is fascinatingly set forth in several 
+books, best known of which is Leader Scott’s “Cathedral Builders, the 
+Story of a Great Masonic Guild.”  The author says that the Comancine 
+Masters “were the link between the classic  “Collegia” and all other 
+art and trade guilds of the middle ages.  They were Freemasons 
+because they were builders of a privileged class, absolved from taxes 
+and servitude, and free to travel about in times of feudal bondage.
+During the Middle Ages and the rise of Gothic Architecture, we find 
+two distinct classes of Masons; the Guild Masons who, like the Guild 
+Carpenters, Weavers or Merchants were local in character and strictly 
+regulated by law, and the Freemasons, who traveled about from city to 
+city as their services were needed to design and erect those 
+marvelous churches and cathedrals which stand today inimitable in 
+beauty.
+It may not be affirmed as a proved fact that the Freemasons of the 
+Middle Ages were the direct descendants through the Comacine Masters 
+of the Colleges of Architects of Rome, but there is too much evidence 
+of a similar structure, ideal and purpose and too many similarities 
+of symbol, tool and custom to dismiss the idea merely  because we 
+have no written record covering the period between the expulsion from 
+Rome and the beginning of the Cathedral building age.
+However this may be, the operative builders and designers of the 
+Cathedrals of Europe were an older order than the Guild Masons; it is 
+from these Freemasons - free of the Guild and free of the local laws 
+- that the Masonry of today has come.  Incidentally, it may be noted 
+that the historian Findel finds the name Freemason as early as 1212 
+and the name occurs in 1375 in the history of the Company of Masons 
+of the City of London.
+The history of the Freemasons through the Cathedral Building Ages up 
+to the Reformation and the gradual decline of the building arts, 
+needs volumes where here are but pages.  But it must be emphasized 
+that the Freemasons were far more than architects and builders; they 
+were the artists, the leaders, the teachers, the mathematicians and 
+the poets of their time.
+In their lodges Speculative Masonry grew side by side with their 
+operative art.  They were jealous of their Order and strict in their 
+acceptance of Apprentices; strict too, in admitting Apprenticed to be 
+Fellows of the Craft, requiring seven years of labor before an 
+Apprentice might make his Mater’s Piece” to submit to the Master and 
+Wardens of his lodge, when happily, he might become a Fellow and 
+receive “the Mason Word.”
+No fools built the great Cathedrals of Europe.  
+Mathematics. architecture, strength of materials, the principle of 
+the arch, proportion, unity, beauty - all had to practiced by experts 
+to produce these tremendous structures, on which the most modern 
+science and art cannot improve.
+It was only natural then, that the Masters desired a high quality of 
+Craftsmanship.  Only Apprentices of character and willingness to 
+learn were accepted.  Only those who could make a perfect Master’s 
+Piece were accepted as Fellows.  Doubtless only the most expert and 
+learned of the Fellows could ever hope to be Masters.
+Then, as now, to secure fine workmen they began early and trained 
+them long.  As a workman who was immoral, a drunkard, a gambler, a 
+loose liver could not hope to learn to do good work, or to be trusted 
+with the operative secrets; it was essential that moral precepts and 
+philosophical lessons be incorporated into operative lodge life.
+Unquestionably the building crafts from the earliest ages - ate, even 
+back of the Roman Collegia - incorporated speculative teachings with 
+operative instructions given to Apprentices.  This practice grew and 
+expanded during what may be termed the formative period of the 
+Fraternity.  The Cathedral Builders of the Middle Ages must have been 
+a little world unto themselves in the towns in which they worked.  
+They would employ the local Guild Masons for the rough work, but 
+strictly excluded them from their lodge when meetings were held.  
+Doubtless these meetings were frequent, perhaps nightly, to discuss 
+the great work being done.
+Young Apprentices, like young men the world over, would skylark and 
+want to have a good time.  Their elders would reprove and read them a 
+lesson in a simple parable of the building art.  The square, the 
+compasses, the trowel, the chisel, the mallet, the gavel and the 
+setting maul would all be brought into such lessons.
+And so, through year after year and age after age, the teachings of 
+Speculative Masonry grew.  And as is invariably the case the thing 
+which was used as an example to teach, gradually came to symbolize 
+the lesson taught.  To be “square” was at first but an essential of a 
+tool and an ashlar.  Universally now, a “square man” is an honest 
+one.  Trowel and gavel took upon themselves significancies far beyond 
+their operative use.  Master after Master would add from his store of 
+learning; lesson after lesson would be incorporated with an operative 
+practice, until the Speculative Art and the Operative Craft were, 
+apparently, dependent upon each other.
+It is world history that knowledge cannot be kept from those who seek 
+it.  By hook or crook, in one way or another, the student will find 
+that which he seeks.
+In an age when learning was difficult to get, and association with 
+the educated was hardly to be had outside the church, it was but 
+natural that thoughtful and scholarly men should desire membership 
+among Freemasons.
+Other men, thoughtful but not scholarly, would see in the Speculative 
+teachings of the Masons that road to knowledge which was otherwise 
+hard to find.  Neither, however, would want to practice operative 
+Masonry, serve seven years apprenticeship or make a Master’s Piece.
+Just how such men accomplished their desire and became “accepted” 
+members of the Order we do not know.  Doubtless they had something to 
+bring to, as well as something to get from their operative brethren.  
+But we do know the fact; a place was made for such seekers after the 
+light.  Distinguished by the title “accepted” that they might not be 
+confused with “free” Masons, these non-building members encouraged 
+and expanded the speculative side of Masonry.
+It is not possible to say when this practice began.  
+The Regius Poem, the oldest document of Freemasonry (1390) speaks of 
+Prince Edward (twentieth century) as:
+“Of Speculatyfe he was a Master.”
+Ecclesiasts, desiring to become architects and builders, joined the 
+Order.  Lovers of liberty were naturally attracted to a fellowship in 
+which members enjoyed unusual freedom among their fellows.
+Gradually the “accepted” or Speculative Freemasons equaled, then 
+outnumbered the operative craftsmen and slowly but surely the Craft 
+came to be what it is today, and has been for more than two 
+centuries, wholly Speculative in character.
+Through the years, particularly those which saw the decline of great 
+building and coming of the Reformation, more and more became the 
+Accepted Masons and less and less the operative building Freemasons.  
+Of forty-nine names on the roll of the Lodge of Aberdeen in the year 
+1670, thirty-nine were those of Accepted Masons.
+Hence our title - Free and Accepted Masons - abbreviated F & A.M.  
+United States Grand Lodges style themselves under several different 
+abbreviations: F.& A.M., F. and A.; A.F. & A.M.; and other variations 
+using the Ampersand (&) in place of the word “and.”  The District of 
+Columbia still uses F.A.A.M., meaning Free and Accepted Masons, in 
+spite of the possible confusion as to whether the first “A” stands 
+for “and” or “ancient.”  The variations are accounted for both by 
+difference on origins, some Grand Lodges coming into being with 
+lodges held under the “Ancie-nts” and some from the “Moderns” and by 
+variations due to the errors which are seemingly ineradicable in 
+“mouth to ear” instruction.
+But of all of us, regardless of what order we choose for “Ancient,” 
+“Accepted,” “Free” and “Masons,” all are “Free and Accepted.”
+It is one of the glories of the Craft that her historians can trace 
+such derivations into such a long gone past.  That Mason is dead of 
+soul, indeed, who cannot thrill to the thought that as a Free and 
+accepted Mason he is kin not only to those ancient brethren of Old 
+England who first began the practice of “accepting” good men because 
+they “were” good men, not because they were builders, but also to the 
+builders of ancient Rome and all the generations which sprang from 
+them, who were “Free” of the bonds which bound less skillful and 
+esteemed workmen.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.IX   December, 1931   No.12
+
+THE THREE SCRIPTURE READINGS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+In almost all of the Jurisdictions of the United States the Volume of 
+the Scared Law is open at the 133rd Psalm in the First Degree, at the 
+Seventh Chapter of Amos in the second degree and at the Twelfth 
+Chapter of Ecclesiastes in the third degree.
+British Freemasons open their Bible in the first degree at Ruth iv:7:
+“Now this was the manner in former time in Israel concerning 
+redeeming and concerning changing, for to confirm all things; a man 
+plucked off his shoe, and gave it to his neighbor; and this was the 
+testimony in Israel.”
+In the second degree, the English use Judges xii:6:
+“Then said they unto him, Say Now Shibboleth; and he said Sibboleth; 
+for he could not frame to pronounce it right.  Then they took him, 
+and slew him at the passages of Jordan; and there fell at that time 
+of the Ephraimites forty and two thousand.”
+In the third degree the Masons of the British Jurisdiction open the 
+Bible at I Kings vii:13-14:
+And King Solomon sent forth and fetched Hiram out of Tyre.  He was a 
+Widow’s son of the tribe of Naphtali, and his father was a man of 
+Tyre, a worker in brass; and he was filled with wisdom, and 
+understanding, and came to King Solomon, and wrought all his work.”
+Various other passages have been used at different times; the account 
+of Abraham’s intended sacrifice of Isaac in the first degree; I Kings 
+vi:8, and again at II Chronicles iii:17 in the second degree; and 
+Amos v:25,26 and II Chronicles vi:14,15 (the prayer of King Solomon 
+at the dedication of the Temple) during the third degree.
+Whether any of these passage are more appropriate than those almost 
+universally in use in this country is a matter of opinion.  Ours have 
+to us the sanctity of long use, the sacredness of the familiar, and 
+he would be a bold man indeed, who would try to change them.  Alas, 
+many who would fight vigorously for their retention understand them 
+not; the grasshopper and the almond tree, the plumb line of the Lord 
+and dew of Herman are still sealed mysteries to many Masons, although 
+their interpretation is as beautiful as it is simple.
+The 133rd Psalm used in an Entered Apprentice’s lodge reads as 
+follows:
+“Behold, how good and pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together 
+in unity!  It is like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran 
+down upon the beard, even Aaron’s beard; that went down to the skirts 
+of his garments; As the dew of Hermon, and as the dew that descended 
+upon the mountains of Zion; for there the Lord Commanded the 
+Blessing, even life for evermore.”
+Unity is an essential in a Masonic Lodge; unity of thought, of 
+intention and of execution.  It is but another word for harmony, 
+which Freemasons are taught “is the strength and support of all well 
+regulated institutions, especially this of ours.”  Dew is nature’s 
+blessing where rain is little in quantity, and the dew of Hermon is 
+proverbially heavy.  Israel poured precious ointments on the heads of 
+those people honored; that which “went down to skirts of his 
+garments” was evidently great in quantity, significant of the honor 
+paid to Aaron, personification of the high priesthood, representative 
+of the solidity of his group.  The whole passage is a glorification 
+of the beauty of brotherly love, which is why it is a part of the 
+entered Apprentice’s Degree, in which the initiate is first 
+introduced to that principle tenet of the Fraternity.
+“Thus he shewed me; and, behold, the Lord stood upon a wall made by a 
+plumb line, with a plumb line in his hand.  And the Lord said unto 
+me, Amos, what seest thou”  And I said, a Plumbline.  Then said the 
+Lord, Behold, I will set a plumbline in the midst of my people 
+Israel; I will not again pass by them any more.” (Amos vii:7,8)
+The vital and important part is that the Lord set a plumbline “in the 
+midst of his people Israel.”  He did not propose to judge them by a 
+plumbline afar off, in another land, in high Heaven, but here - here 
+“in the midst” of them.
+This is of intense interest to the Fellowcraft Mason, since it 
+teaches him how he should judge his own work - and, more important, 
+how he should judge the work of others.
+Presumably plumblines hang alike.  Presumably, all Plumbs, like all 
+Squares and all Levels, are equally accurate.  Yet a man may use a 
+tool, thinking it accurate, which to another is not true.  If the 
+tools of building and the tools of judging be not alike, either the 
+judgment must inaccurate, or the judgment should take into 
+consideration the tool by which the work was done.
+By the touch system a blind man may learn to write upon a typewriter.  
+If a loosened type drops from the type bar when the blind man strikes 
+the letter “e” he will make but a little black smudge upon the paper.  
+It would not be reasonable to criticize the blind man for imperfect 
+work as he has no means of knowing that his tool was faulty.  If the 
+smudges which stand for the letter “e” are all in the right places, 
+then it is obvious that in spite of his handicap the blind man has 
+perfectly operated his machine.  This is a judgment by a plumbline 
+“in the midst” of the man and his work.  If, however, the paper with 
+the smudged letters “e” was examined by one who knew nothing of the 
+workman’s blindness or nothing of his typewriter, doubtless he would 
+judge it as imperfect.
+The builders of the Washington Monument and the Eiffel Tower in Paris 
+both used plumblines accurate to the level of the latitude on which 
+these structures stand.  Both are at right angles with sea level.  
+Yet, to some observer on the moon, equipped with a strong telescope, 
+these towers would not appear parallel.  As they are in different 
+latitudes they rise from the surface of the earth at an angle to each 
+other.
+Doubtless he who engineered the Monument would protest that the 
+Memorial to Washington was right and the French Engineer’s Tower 
+wrong.  Knowing his plumbline was accurate, the Frenchman would 
+believe the monument crooked.  But the Great Architect, we may hope, 
+would think both right, knowing each was perfect by the plumb by 
+which it was erected.  Thus the lesson from Amos is that we are to 
+judge our work by our own plumblines, not by another’s; if we erect 
+that which is good work, true work, square work by our own working 
+tools - in other words, by our own standard - we will do well.  Only 
+when a Fellowcraft is false to his own conscience is he building 
+other than fair and straight. 
+Of all the quotations, allusions, facts and names from the Great 
+Light which are a part of the Masonic ritual, none has a more secure 
+place in the hearts of the brethren than the first seven verses from 
+Ecclesiastes xii.
+Of the two favorite interpretations of Biblical commentators, one 
+makes this dramatic passage a description of old age and senile 
+decay; the other a reference to the seldom experienced and much 
+feared thunder storm in Palestine.
+The physical interpretation may be most easily considered verse by 
+verse:
+1.	“Remember now thy creator in the days of thy youth, while the 
+evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt 
+say, I have no pleasure in them”.
+2.	“While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not 
+darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain:”
+
+The darkening of light and luminaries refer to coming blindness 
+or extreme near-sightedness, and the clouds which return after 
+the rain to a continuation of poor sight, even after much 
+weeping.
+3.	“In the days when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and 
+the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease 
+because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be 
+darkened.”
+
+The keepers of the house are the hands which tremble with palsy 
+in old age.  The strong men are the legs which become bowed with 
+the years.  The grinders which cease because they are few are 
+the teeth, and those that look out of the windows is a poetic 
+expression for sight.
+4.	“And the doors shall be shut in the streets, when the sound of 
+the grinding is low, and he shall rise up at the voice of the 
+bird, and all the daughters of musick shall be brought low;”
+
+The doors are the ears which grow deaf in age and can no longer 
+hear the sound of the grinding of grain in the little stone 
+mills which the women use.  To rise up at the voice of a bird 
+may signify the light sleep of age easily interrupted by any 
+slight sound, or nervousness which is so extreme in some old men 
+that they start at any little noise.  The daughters of music are 
+the vocal cords which lose their timber in age, resulting in the 
+cracked voice of senility.
+5.	“Also when they shall be afraid of that which is high, and fears 
+shall be in the way, and the almond tree shall flourish, and the 
+grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail; because 
+man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the 
+streets:”
+
+The old man fears any height, knowing his brittle bones will 
+stand no fall.  He is timid, and he has no strength with which 
+to defend himself.  The almond tree blossoms white, like an old 
+man’s hair.  Any little weight, even a grasshopper, is too much 
+a burden for extreme age to carry.  The old have no desires.  
+The long home is the grave, in preparation for which the 
+mourners go about the streets.
+6.	“Or ever the silver cord is loosed, or the golden bowl be 
+broken, or the pitcher be broken at the fountain or the wheel 
+broken at the cistern.”
+
+The silver cord is the spinal cord.  The golden bowl is he 
+brain, the pitcher broken at the fountain a failing heart, and 
+the wheel broken at the cistern the kidneys, bladder and 
+prostate gland, all of which give trouble to an old man.
+7.	“Then shall the dust return to the earth as it was, and the 
+spirit shall return unto God who gave it.”
+
+Whether or not the writer possessed a sufficient knowledge of 
+anatomy to symbolize parts of the body as the “silver cord” the 
+“golden bowl” the “pitcher”, the “wheel broken at the cistern” 
+is so problematical that much skepticism of this interpretation 
+has been expressed.  The people of Israel were nomads, tillers 
+of the soil, vinyardists, tenders of flocks.  Their wisdom was 
+of the spiritual rather than the material.  That they had 
+dissected dead bodies enough to gather the relationship between 
+its parts is not impossible as animal sacrifices were so common.  
+But the imagery seems to be rooted in too high a degree of 
+scientific knowledge to be wholly credible.
+The storm interpretation is not open to this objection, and 
+certainly it is far more in keeping with the magnificent poetry 
+of the words.
+Think of a windy day, with clouds and rain; towards evening it 
+begins to clear, and the heavens turn black again as the “clouds 
+return after the rain.”  This was a signal for caution if not 
+for terror in Palestine.  Men and women and children feared the 
+thunder storm, probably because it came so seldom.  Doors were 
+shut in the streets. The strong guards who stood before the 
+houses of the wealthy were afraid, and trembled, for they might 
+not leave their places.  The little mills with which the women 
+ground grain eventide ceased; few would remain at their tasks in 
+the face of the storm.  Women in upper rooms drew back into the 
+dark.  Those outdoors became nervous; no one sang; the black 
+thunderheads flourished their white tops like the almond tree; 
+everyone feared the lightening and the thunder which was on 
+high; even a little weight which kept a man from running to 
+shelter was a burden.
+Here the admonition is to remember the Creator before the terror 
+of death, which is worse than the terror of the storm.  The rich 
+man with his golden water bowl hung on a silver chain must fear 
+it.  The poor man with his earthen pitcher who must send his 
+women to the well for water is in terror.  Even the man strong 
+and rough as the crude wooden wheel which drew the skin bucket 
+to the top of the well shook with fear.  Death is the same for 
+all, and feared alike by all.
+Such an interpretation almost equals the poetry of expression.  
+But read it how we will, the majestic awe-inspiring poetry rings 
+home the solemn warning with a shake of the head and a shiver up 
+the spine. . . Remember “now” thy Creator - “now,” before the 
+fearsome storms of life. or the decay of old age are upon you; 
+wait not until “fears are in the way” to cry for help to the 
+Almighty.  Delay not until toothless, sightless, white haired 
+age asks for help from on high because there is no help left on 
+earth!  Remember “now” thy Creator, while limbs are strong and 
+desire ardent, while life pulses readily and the world is all 
+before -.
+Such is the intention of these ringing sentences, and such do 
+they mean to Freemasonry.  Every Master Mason learns so that he 
+can never forget, when he who had received the benefit of lodge 
+prayer had now to pray for himself.  He who had been taught to 
+fear not while in the hands of his brethren, stands at last, in 
+allegory, in danger and alone. 
+No man thinks of his Master Mason’s degree but hears again in his 
+heart at least the beginning and ending of this sermon in poetry.  
+“Remember now thy Creator, in the days of thy youth - then shall the 
+dust return to the earth as it was, the spirit shall return unto God 
+who gave it.”  The solemn strokes on the bell which is Ecclesiastes 
+and the soul-gripping drama of the legend of Hiram Abif are never to 
+be known apart by him who met them together.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - January, 1932   No.1
+
+THE WINDING STAIRS
+
+by: unknown
+
+“And they went up the winding stairs into the middle chamber.” (I 
+Kings 6:8)
+
+Freemasonry’s Middle Chamber is wholly symbolic.  
+Solomon the Wise would not have permitted any practice do uneconomic 
+as sending multiplied thousands of workmen up a flight of stairs to a 
+small Middle Chamber, to receive corn, wine and oil which had to be 
+brought up in advance, only to be carried down in small lots by each 
+workman as he received his wages.
+There actually was a winding stair in Solomon’s Temple, but of the 
+three, five and seven steps the scriptures are silent.  Only in this 
+country have the Winding Stairs but fifteen steps.  In older days the 
+stairs had but five, sometimes seven steps.  Preston had thirty-six 
+steps in his Winding Stairs; in series of one, three, five, seven, 
+nine and eleven.  The English system later eliminated the number 
+eleven from Preston’s thirty-six, making but twenty-five in all.
+The Stairs as a whole are a representation of life; not the physical 
+life of eating, drinking, sleeping and working, but the mental and 
+spiritual life, of both the lodge and the world without; of learning, 
+studying, enlarging mental horizons and increasing the spiritual 
+outlook.
+The first three steps represent the three principal officers of a 
+lodge, and - though not stated in the ritual - must always refer to 
+Deity, of which “three,” the triangle, is the most ancient symbol.
+They assure the Fellowcraft just starting his ascent that he does not 
+climb alone.  The Worshipful Master, Senior and Junior Wardens are 
+themselves symbolic of the lodge, and thus (as a lodge is a symbol of 
+the world) of the Masonic World - the Fraternity.  The Fellowcraft is 
+surrounded by the Craft.  The brethren are present to help him climb.  
+In his search for truth, in quest of his wages in the Middle Chamber, 
+the Fellowcraft receives the support and assistance of all in the 
+Mystic Circle; surely an impressive symbol.
+Five is peculiarly the number of the Fellowcraft’s degree; it 
+represents the central of the three groups which form the stairs; it 
+refers to the five orders of architecture; five are required to hold 
+a Fellowcraft’s lodge; there are five human senses; geometry is the 
+fifth science, and so on.  In the first degree the Blazing Star is 
+Five Pointed and in the Sublime Degree are the Five Points of 
+Fellowship.
+In the Winding Stairs the number five represents the five orders of 
+architecture.  Here the neophyte is taught of architecture as a 
+science; its beginnings are laid before him; he is shown how the 
+Greeks commenced and Romans added to the kinds of architecture; he 
+learns of the “beautiful, perfect and complete whole” which is a 
+well-designed, well-constructed building.
+Temples are built stone by stone, a little at a time.  
+Each stone must be hewn from the solid rock of the quarry.  Then it 
+must be laid out and chipped with the gavel until it becomes a 
+Perfect Ashlar.  Finally it must be set in place with the tempered 
+mortar which will bind.  But before any stone may be placed, a plan 
+must come into existence; the architect must play his part.
+So must the Fellowcraft, studying the orders of architecture by which 
+he will erect his spiritual Temple, design his structure before he 
+commences to build.
+There are “five” orders of architecture; not one.  
+There are many plans on which a man may build his life, not one only.  
+Freemasonry does not attempt to distinguish as between Doric, Ionic, 
+and Corinthian as to beauty or desirability.  She does suggest that 
+the Tuscan, plainer than the Doric, and the Composite, more 
+ornamental though not more beautiful than the Corinthian, are less 
+reverenced than the ancient and original orders.  Freemasonry makes 
+no attempt to influence the Fellowcraft as to which order of life 
+building he shall choose.  He may elect the physical, the mental, the 
+spiritual.  Or he may choose the sacrificial - “plainer than Doric,” 
+or the ornamental life, which is “not more beautiful than the 
+Corinthian.”  Freemasonry is concerned less with what order of 
+spiritual architecture a Fellowcraft chooses by which to build, than 
+that he does choose one; that he build not aimlessly.
+Architecture is the most expressive of all the arts.  
+Painting and sculpture, noble though they are, lack the utility of 
+architecture, and strive to interpret nature rather than to 
+originate.  Architecture is not hampered by the necessity of 
+reproducing something already in existence.  It may raise its spires 
+untrammeled by any natural model; it may fling its arches gloriously 
+across a nave and a transept with no similitude in nature to hamper 
+by suggestion.  The architect may - if his genius be great enough - 
+tell in his structure truths which may not be put into words, inspire 
+by glories not sung in the divinest harmonies.
+So may the builder of his own House Not Made With Hands, if he 
+chooses aright his plan of life and hews to the line of his plan.  
+So, indeed, have done all those great men who have led the world; the 
+Prophets of old, Pythagoras, Confucius, Buddha, Shakespeare, Milton, 
+Goethe, Washington, Lincoln -.
+If the Fellowcraft, climbing his three, five and seven steps to the 
+Middle Chamber of unknown proportions, containing an unknown Wage, is 
+overweighed with the emphasis put upon the spiritual side of life, he 
+may here be comforted.
+Freemasonry is not an ascetic organization.  It recognizes that the 
+physical is as much a part of normal life as the mental and spiritual 
+upon which so much emphasis is put.
+The Fellowcraft’s degree is a glorification of education, the gaining 
+of knowledge, the study of the Seven Liberal Arts and Sciences and 
+all that they connote.  Therefore it is wholly logical that the 
+degree should make special references to the five means by which man 
+has acquired all his knowledge; aye, by which he will ever acquire 
+any knowledge.
+Take away his five senses and a man is no more a man; perhaps his 
+mind is no more a mind.  With no contact whatever with the material 
+world he can learn nothing of it.  As man reaches up through the 
+material to the spiritual, he can learn nothing of the ethical side 
+of life without a means of contact with the physical.
+If there are limits beyond which human investigations and 
+explorations into the unknown may not go, it is because of the 
+limitations of the five senses.  Not even the extension of those 
+senses by the marvelously sensitive instruments of science may 
+overcome, in the last analysis, the limits of the five senses.
+Except for one factor!  Brute beasts hear, see, feel, smell and 
+taste, as we do.  But they garner no facts of science, win no truths. 
+formulate no laws of nature through these senses.  More than the five 
+senses are necessary to perceive the relation between thing and 
+thing, and life and life.  That factor is the perception, the mind, 
+the soul or spirit, if you will, which differentiates man from all 
+other living beings.
+The Fellowcraft’s five steps glorify the five senses of human nature 
+because Freemasonry is a well-rounded scheme of living which 
+recognizes the physical as well as the mental life of men, and knows 
+that only through the physical do we perceive the spiritual.  It is 
+in this sense, not as a simple lesson in physiology, that we are to 
+receive the teachings of the five steps by which we rise above the 
+ground floor of the Temple to that last flight of seven steps which 
+are typical of knowledge.
+Most potent of numbers in the ancient religions, the number seven has 
+deep significance.  The Pythagoreans called it the perfect number 
+because it is made up of three and four, the two perfect figures, 
+triangle and square.  It was the virgin number because it cannot by 
+multiplication produce any numbers within ten, as can two and two, 
+two and three, two and four, or three and three.  Nor can it be 
+produced by the multiplication of any whole number.
+Our ancient ancestors knew seven planets. seven Pleiades, seven 
+Hyades, seven lights burned before the Altar of Mithras, the Goths 
+had seven Deities; Sun, Moon, Tuisco, Woden, Thor, Friga and Seatur 
+or Saturn, from which we derive the names of the seven days of our 
+week.  In the Gothic mysteries the candidate met with seven 
+obstructions; the ancient Jews swore by seven, because seven 
+witnesses were used to confirm, and seven sacrifices offered to 
+attest truth.  The Sabbath is the seventh day; Noah had seven day’s 
+notice of the flood; God created the heaven and earth in six days and 
+rested on the seventh day; the walls of Jericho were encompassed 
+seven times by seven priests bearing seven rams’ horns; the Temple 
+was seven years in building, the seven branched candlestick burned in 
+the Tabernacle and so on through a thousand references.
+It is only necessary to refer to the seven required to open an 
+Entered Apprentice lodge, the seven original officers of a lodge 
+(some now have nine or ten, or even more) and the seven steps which 
+complete the Winding Stairs to show that seven is an important number 
+in the Fraternity.
+The seventeenth century conception of a liberal education was 
+compromised in the study of Grammar, Rhetoric and Logic; called the 
+“tritium.” and Arithmetic, Geometry, Music and Astronomy, called the 
+“quadrivium.  William Preston endeavored to compress into his Middle 
+Chamber Lecture enough of these to make at least an outline available 
+to men who might otherwise know nothing of them.
+In our day and times grammar and rhetoric are considered of 
+importance, but in a secondary way; logic is more or less swallowed 
+up as study in the reasoning appropriate to any particular subject; 
+arithmetic, of course, continues its primary importance, but from the 
+standpoint of science, geometry and its off-shoots are still the 
+vital sciences of measurement.  Music is no longer a necessary part 
+of a liberal education; it is now one of the arts, not the sciences, 
+and astronomy is so interrelated with physics that it is hard to say 
+where one leaves off and the other begins.  As for electricity, 
+chemistry, biology, civics, government and the various physical 
+sciences, they were barely dreamed of in Preston’s day.
+So it is not actually but symbolically that we are to climb the seven 
+steps.  As a Masonic author put it:
+“William Preston, who put so practical an interpretation upon these 
+steps, lived in an age when these did, indeed, represent all 
+knowledge.  But we must not refuse to grow because the ritual has not 
+grown with modern discovery.  When we rise by Grammar an Rhetoric, we 
+must consider that they mean not only language, but all methods of 
+communication.  The step of Logic means a knowledge not only of a 
+method of reasoning which logicians have accomplished.  When we 
+ascend by Arithmetic and Geometry we must visualize all science; 
+since science is but measurement, in the true mathematical sense, it 
+requires no great stretch of the imagination to read into these two 
+steps all that science may teach.  The step denominated Music means 
+not only sweet and harmonious sounds, but all beauty, poetry, art, 
+nature and loveliness of whatever kind.  Not to be familiar with the 
+beauty which nature provides is to be, by so much, less a man; to 
+stunt, by so much, a striving soul.  As for the seventh step of 
+Astronomy, surely it means not only a study of the solar system and 
+the stars as it did in William Preston’s day, but also a study of all 
+that is beyond the earth; of spirit and the world of spirit, of 
+ethics, philosophy, the abstract - of Deity.  Preston builded better 
+than he knew; his seven steps are both logical in arrangement and 
+suggestive in their order.  The true Fellowcraft will see in them a 
+guide to the making of a man rich in mind and spirit, by which riches 
+only can the truest brotherhood be practiced.”
+Finally, consider the implication of the “winding” stairs as opposed 
+to those which are straight.
+The one virtue which most distinguishes man is courage. 
+It requires more courage to face the unknown than the known. A 
+straight stair, a ladder, hides neither secret nor mystery at its 
+top.  But the stairs which wind hide each step from the climber; what 
+is just around the corner is unknown.  The Winding Stairs of life 
+lead us to we know not what; for some of us, a Middle Chamber of fame 
+and fortune, for others, of pain and frustration.  The Angle of Death 
+may stand with drawn sword on the very next step for any of us. 
+Yet, man climbs!
+Man has always climbed; he climbed from a cave man savagery to the  
+dawn of civilization; Lowell’s:
+***brute despair of trampled centuries
+Leapt up with one hoarse yell and snapped its hands,
+Groped for its right with horny, callous hands,
+And stared around for God with bloodshot eyes.
+was a climbing from slavery to independence, from the brute to the 
+spiritual.  Through ignorance, darkness, misery, cruelty, wrong, 
+oppression, danger and despair; man has climbed his own Winding 
+Stairs through much the same experi-ence as that of the race.
+Aye, man climbs because he has courage; because he has faith, because 
+he is a man.  So must the Freemason climb.  The Winding Stairs do 
+lead somewhere.  There is a Middle Chamber.  There are wages of the 
+Fellowcraft to be earned.
+So believing, so unafraid, climbing, the Fellowcraft may hope at the 
+top of his Winding Stairs to reach a Middle Chamber, and see a new 
+sign in the East - - -.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   February, 1932   No.2
+
+FACTS FOR SPEAKERS, ABOUT GEORGE WASHINGTON, 
+MASTER MASON
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“A short compilation of facts of the Masonic history of the First 
+President, for the use of speakers who will prepare and deliver 
+addresses on the Father of His Country, on the two hundredth 
+anniversary of his birth.
+In Fredricksburg Lodge  (now No.4), Fredricksburg, Virginia, 
+Washington was:
+Initiated November 4, 1752
+Passed March 3, 1753
+Raised August 4, 1753
+Remained a member until the time of his death.
+
+Alexandria-Washington Lodge No.22, Alexandria, Virginia was:
+First Chartered as Alexandria Lodge No.39, under the Grand Lodge of 
+Pennsylvania.
+Became Alexandria Lodge No.22, under the Grand Lodge of Virginia in 
+1788.
+After Washington’s death, it was named Alexandria-Washington Lodge 
+No.22 in 1805.
+Washington was first made an Honorary Member of this Lodge, June 24, 
+1784.
+Became Charter Worshipful Master of this Lodge when the Charter was 
+issued to it by the Grand Lodge if Virginia, April 28,1788.
+Holland Lodge No.8, New York City, New York, Elected Washington an 
+Honorary Member, 1789.
+				_______________
+
+1753 - September 1, Washington visited his Lodge at Fredricksburg 
+shortly before his leaving for the Western Country.
+1755 - January 4.  Again visited his Lodge.
+
+1777 - June 23.  Proposed as Grand Master of the Grand Lodge of 
+Virginia.
+1778 - December 28.  Marched in procession in Philadelphia, 
+Pennsylvania at the Masonic celebration in Honor of St. John the 
+Evangelist.
+
+1779 - June 24.  Celebrated with American Union (Military) Lodge, the 
+festival of St. John the 
+Baptist, at West Point, New York.
+
+1779 - October 6.  Washington (Military) Lodge was instituted by the 
+Grand Lodge of Massachusetts.  
+Washington visited this Lodge.
+
+1779 - December 15.  Proposed by American Union (Military) Lodge at 
+Morristown, New Jersey, as 
+General Grand Master of the united States.
+
+1779 - December 20.  Proposed by the Grand Lodge of  Pennsylvania as 
+General Grand Master of the United States.
+1779 - December 27.  Celebrated with American Union (Military) Lodge, 
+the Festival of St. John  the 
+Evangelist, at Morristown, New Jersey.
+
+1780 - January 13.  Again proposed by the Grand Lodge of  
+Pennsylvania as General Grand Master of the United States.
+1781	October.  Said to have visited Lafayette Lodge No. 9 at 
+Yorktown, Virginia after the surrender of Cornwallis there.
+
+1782 - Presented with a Masonic Apron, and other Masonic Regalia by 
+Brothers Watson and Cassoul, of Nantes, France.  Acknowledged the 
+August, 1782.
+1782 - June 24.  Celebrated with American Union (Military) Lodge the 
+Festival of St. John the 
+Baptist , at West Point, New York.
+
+1782 - December 27.  Solomon’s Lodge No.1, Poughkeepsie, New York, 
+records: Visitors, Bro. George Washington, Comdr in Chief.” 
+Celebrated with them on this date the Festival of St. John The 
+Evangelist.
+1784 - June 24.  Celebrated with Alexandria Lodge, Alexandria, 
+Virginia, the Festival of St. John the 
+Baptist.
+
+1784 - August.  Was presented by General Lafayette with a Masonic 
+Apron made by Madame Lafayette.
+1785 - February 12.  Walked in the Masonic procession at the funeral 
+of Brother William Rams, at 
+Alexandria, Virginia.
+
+1789 - April 30.  Inaugurated as President of the United States, and 
+took the oath of office on the Bible belonging to St. John’s Lodge 
+No. 1, New York City, New York.
+
+1791 - April 15.  Visited Newbern, North Carolina, and was welcomed 
+by the Freemasons of St. John’s Lodge No. 2, “with the mystic 
+numbers,” and attended a ball in the evening.
+1791 - Mat.  While on a visit to Charleston, South Carolina, was 
+greeted by General Mordecai Gist. 
+Grand Master of the Grand Lodge of South Carolina, who extended the 
+greetings of that Grand Lodge.
+
+1793 - September 18.  Acting as Grand Master “pro tem,” laid the 
+Cornerstone of the United States Capital, at Washington, D.C.
+
+1794 - Late in this year Alexandria Lodge received and accepted the 
+Masonic Portrait of Washington, painted by Williams of Philadelphia, 
+Pennsylvania, on order of the Lodge, and for which Washington 
+sat while in the city some time in the latter part of 1793, or early 
+part of 1794.
+
+1797 - March 28.  Received a delegation from Alexandria Lodge and 
+accepted an invitation to be present in Alexandria, April 1st.
+1797 - April 1.  Attended Alexandria Lodge, and, at the banquet, 
+proposed the toast, “The Lodge of Alexandria and all Masons 
+throughout the World.”
+Buried Masonically, at Mt. Vernon, December 18, 1799, Alexandria 
+Lodge, No.22.
+(The above facts taken from Brother William L. Boyden’s “Masonic 
+Presidents, Vice-Presidents and signers).
+Librarian of the A.A.S.R. Southern Jurisdiction.
+Minutes of: “The Lodge of Fredricksburg” (now Fredricksburg Lodge 
+No.4):
+4th Novbr			Charles Lewis	George Washington
+
+3rd March			George Washington pass’d fellow Craft
+
+4th August 5753 Which Day the Lodge being Assembled - Present:
+
+R. Wpl. Daniel Campbell				Transactions of
+I. Neilson, S.W.					Evening Are:
+Rot. Haslkerson, J.W.				George Washington
+	(sic)						rais’d
+James Strakan						Master Mason
+Alex’r Wodrow, Secretary pro Temp.
+Thoms. Robertson					Thomas James
+William McWilliam, Treasr.			Entd an Apprentice
+
+RULES AND REGULATIONS FOR FREDRICKSBURG LODGE (Adopted 1769)
+1.	That the meetings in course be the first Friday of every month, 
+from March to September at 6 o’clock in the evening; and from 
+September to March at 5 o’clock in the afternoon.
+2.	Every member of the Lodge shall pay three Shillings 
+Quarterly for expenses thereof.  Visit. at last day, Midsummer, 
+Michaelmas and Christmas - extra Expenses to be defrayed by such 
+members as present on these occasion.
+3.	Every new made Brother shall pay the Fee of three Pistoles for 
+being admitted to the First degree.  The fee of one Pistole for 
+being Passed to the Second and the same sum on being Raised to the 
+Third.  These Fees must be received the night of his admission, 
+passing, or raising, or the Brothers who recommend to be 
+responsible for them.
+4.	Any Brother not made in this Lodge, Petitioning to become a member 
+thereof, shall upon his being received as such (after due 
+examination) pay the Fee of one Pistole.  But Brethren made here 
+may become members without further Fee than that of their 
+admission.
+5.	No Visiting Brother is to be admitted without due Examination, 
+unless vouched for by a Brother present; nor more than once 
+without paying One Shilling and Three Pence.
+6.	No person to be admitted to become a Mason in this Lodge under the 
+age of twenty-one years on any account whatever, being Contrary to 
+the Constitutions of Masonry, nor without the unanimous Consent of 
+the Lodge by Ballot.
+7.	All Fees and Quarterages to be paid to the Treasurer for the time 
+being.  His Acc’t to be Annually examined and Balanced on the 
+Night his office expires,
+
+THE CHARTER GIVEN TO ALEXANDRIA LODGE BY THE GRAND LODGE OF 
+VIRGINIA, DATED APRIL 28, 1788.  Edm. Randolph: G.G.
+TO ALL AND EVERY to whose knowledge these presents shall come.  
+Greetings:
+WHEREAS, It has been duly represented to us, that in the County of 
+Fairfax, and Borough of Alexandria, in the Commonwealth of 
+Virginia, there reside a number of Brethren of the Society of 
+Freemasons, who have assembled as a Lodge agreeably to the 
+Regulations of Masonry by the Title of the Alexandria Lodge, and 
+it appearing to be for the good and increase of the Fraternity 
+that the said Brethren should be encouraged to proceed and work, 
+as heretofore they have done in a Regular Lodge.
+KNOW YET, That we, EDMUND RANDOLPH, ESQ. Governor of the 
+Commonwealth aforesaid, and Grand Master of the Most Ancient and 
+Honorable Society of Freemasons, within the same, by and with the 
+consent of the Grand Lodge of Virginia, do hereby Constitute and 
+Appoint our Illustrious and Well-beloved Brother, GEORGE 
+WASHINGTON, ESQ,  late General and Commander-in-Chief of the 
+forces of the United States of America, and our worthy brethren, 
+Robert McCrea, William Hunter, Jr., and John Allison, Esq., 
+together with all such other brethren as may be admitted to 
+associate with them, to be a just, true and regular Lodge of 
+Freemasons, by the name, title and designation of the Alexandria 
+Lodge, No.22.
+And further do hereby appoint and ordain, all regular Lodges to 
+hold and acknowledge, and respect them, as such; hereby granting 
+and committing to them, and their successors full power and 
+authority to assemble and convene as a regular Lodge, to enter and 
+receive Apprentices, pass Fellow-Crafts, and raise Master Masons, 
+according to the known and established customs of ancient Craft 
+Masonry, and No otherwise, and also to elect and choose Masters, 
+Wardens, and other officers, annually, at such time or times as to 
+them shall seem meet and convenient; and to exact from their 
+members such compensation as they shall judge necessary for the 
+support of their Lodge , the relief of their brethren in distress, 
+and contribution towards the Grand Charity, and agreeably to the 
+Book of constitutions and the laws of the Grand Lodge of Virginia, 
+and recommending to the brethren aforesaid, to receive and obey 
+their Superiors in all things lawful and honest as becomes the 
+honor and harmony of Masons, and to record in their books this 
+present Charter with their own regulations and by-laws, and their 
+whole acts and proceedings, from time to time, as they occur, and 
+by no means desert their said Lodge hereby  constituted, or form 
+themselves into separate meetings, without the consent and 
+approbation of their Master and Wardens for the time being.  All 
+which, by acceptance hereof, they are holden and engaged to 
+observe; and the brethren aforesaid are to acknowledge and 
+recognize the Grand Master and the Grand Lodge as their Superiors, 
+and shall pay due regard and obedience to all such  instructions 
+as they have received or hereafter shall receive from thence.  
+And, lastly, they are requested to correspond with the Grand 
+Lodge, and to attend the meetings thereof, by their Master and 
+Wardens, or their proxies being Master Masons and members of their 
+said Lodge.
+GIVEN under the Seal of the Grand Lodge at Richmond, in the State 
+of Virginia, the 28th day of April, A.L. 5788, A.D.  1788.
+By the Grand Master’s Command
+William Waddell
+Grand Secretary
+				______________
+
+	
+COLUMBIAN MIRROR AND ALEXANDRIA GAZETTE OF SEPTEMBER 23, 1793
+
+Georgetown, September 21, 1793
+
+On Wednesday, one of the Grandest Masonic processions took place for 
+the purpose of laying the corner-stone of the Capitol of the United 
+States, which perhaps, was ever exhibited on the like important 
+occasion.  About ten o’clock, Lodge No.9 was visited by that 
+congregation so graceful to the Craft, Lodge No.22 of Virginia, with 
+all their officers and regalia; and directly afterwards appeared on 
+the southern banks of the grand river Potomac, one of the finest 
+companies of Volunteer Artillery that has been lately seen, parading 
+to receive the President of the united States, who shortly came in 
+sight with his suite, to whom the artillery paid their Military 
+Honors, and his Excellency and suite crossed the rive and was 
+received in Maryland by the officers and brethren of No.22 Virginia 
+and No.9, Maryland, whom the President headed, proceeded by a band of 
+music; the rear brought up by the Alexandria Volunteer Artillery, 
+with Grand Solemnity of March, proceeded to the President’s Square, 
+in the city of Washington, where they were met and saluted  by No.15, 
+of the City of Washington, in all their elegant badges and clothing, 
+headed by Brother Joseph Clarke, Rt. Wor. G.M. p.t. and conducted to 
+a large lodge prepared for the purpose of their reception.  After a 
+short space of time, by the vigilance of Brother Clotworthy 
+Stephenson, Grand Marshal, p.t., the brotherhood and other bodies 
+were disposed in a second order of procession, which took place 
+amidst a brilliant crowd of spectators of both sexes, according to 
+the following arrangement, viz.:
+The Surveying Department of the City of  Washington
+Mayor and Corporation of Georgetown, Virginia Artillery.
+Commissioners of the City of Washington.
+Stone-Cutters - Mechanics.
+Masons of the first Degree.
+Bible, etc. on Grand Cushions.
+Deacons, with staffs of Office.
+Masons of the Second Degree.
+Stewards, with wands.
+Masons of the Third Degree.
+Wardens, with truncheons.
+Secretaries, with tools of office..
+Past Masters, with their Regalia.
+Treasurers, with their Jewels.
+Band of Music.
+Lodge No.22, Virginia, disposed in their own order.
+Corn, Wine, and Oil.
+Grand Master, pro tem. Brother George Washington.  and Worshipful 
+Master of No.22, of Virginia.  Grand Sword Bearer.
+The procession marched two abreast, in the greatest solemn dignity, 
+with music playing, drums beating, colors flying, and spectators 
+rejoicing from the President’s Square to the Capitol, in the City of 
+Washington, where the Grand Marshal ordered a halt, and directed each 
+file in the procession to incline two steps, one to the right and one 
+to the left, and face each other, which formed a hollow oblong 
+square, through which the Grand Sword Bearer led the van; followed by 
+the Grand Master pro tem, on the left, the President of the united 
+States in the center, and the worshipful Master on No.22, Virginia, 
+on the right; all the other orders that composed the procession 
+advanced in the reverse of their order of march from the President’s 
+Square to the southeast corner of the Capitol, and the Artillery 
+filed out to a destined ground to display maneuvers and discharge 
+their cannon.  The President of the United States, the Grand Master 
+pro tem, and the Worshipful Master of No.22, taking their stand to 
+the east of the large stone, and all the Craft forming a circle 
+westward, stood a short time in solemn order.
+The Artillery discharged a volley.  The Grand Marshal delivered the 
+commissioner a large silver plate, with an inscription thereon, which 
+the Commissioners ordered to be read, and was, as follows:
+“This southeast Corner-Stone of the Capitol of the United States of 
+America in the City of 
+Washington, was laid on the 18th day of September, 1793, in the 
+thirteenth year of American 
+Independence, in the first year of the second term of the Presidency 
+of George Washington, whose 
+virtues in the civil administration of his country have been as 
+conspicuous and beneficial as his 
+military valor and prudence have been useful in establishing her 
+liberties, and in the year of 
+Masonry 5793, by the President of the United States, in concert with 
+the Grand Lodge of 
+Maryland, several Lodges under its Jurisdiction, and lodge No.22 from 
+Alexandria, Virginia.  Thomas Johnson, David Steuart and Daniel 
+Carroll, Commissioners,  Joseph Clark, R.W.G.M. pro tem,., James 
+Hobam and Stephen Hallate, Architects.”
+Collin Williamson, Master Mason.
+The Artillery discharged a volley.  The Plate was then delivered to 
+the President, who, attended by the Grand Master pro tem., and three 
+Most worshipful Masters, descended to the cavazion trench and 
+deposited the plate, and laid it on the corner-stone of the Capitol 
+of the United States if America, on which were deposited corn, wine, 
+and oil, when the whole congregation joined in reverential prayer, 
+which was succeeded by Masonic chanting honors, and a volley from the 
+Artillery.
+The President of the United States, and his attendant brethren, 
+ascended from the carazion to the East of the corner-stone, and there 
+the Grand Master pro tem., elevated on a triple rostrum, delivered an 
+oration fitting the occasion, which was received with brotherly love 
+and commendation.  At intervals during the delivery of the oration 
+several volleys were discharged by the Artillery.  The ceremony ended 
+in prayer, Masonic chanting honors, and a 15-volley from the 
+Artillery.
+The whole company retired to an extensive booth, where an ox of five-
+hundred pounds weight was barbecued, of which the company generally 
+partook with every abundance of other recreation.  The festival 
+concluded with fifteen successive volleys from the Artillery, whose 
+military discipline and maneuvers merit every commendation.  Before 
+dark the whole company departed with joyful hopes of the production 
+of their labor.
+				_______________
+
+SOME QUOTATIONS FROM WASHINGTON’S MASONIC LETTERS.
+December 28, 1783, to Alexandria Lodge No. 39:
+I shall always feel pleasure when it may be in my power to render 
+service to Lodge No.39, and in every act of Brotherly kindness to the 
+Members of it.
+June 19, 1784, to the same:
+With pleasure I received the invitation of the Master and Members of 
+Lodge No.39, to dine with them on the approaching anniversary of St. 
+John the Baptist.  
+If nothing unforseen at present interferes, I shall  have the honor 
+of doing it.
+August 22, 1700, to King David’s Lodge, Newport, Rhode Island:
+Being persuaded that a just application of the principles, on which 
+the Masonic Fraternity is founded, 
+must be promotive of private virtue and public prosperity, I shall 
+always be happy to advance the 
+interests of the Society, and to be considered by them as a deserving 
+brother.
+1791, to St. John’s Lodge, Newbern, N.C.
+My best ambition having ever aimed at the unbiased approbation of my 
+fellow citizens, it is peculiarly pleasing to find my conduct so 
+affectionately approved by a Fraternity whose association is founded 
+on justice and benevolence.
+1791.	To Prince George’s Lodge No.16, Georgetown, South Carolina.
+I am much obliged by your good wishes and reciprocating them with 
+sincerity, assuring the Fraternity of my esteem, I request them to 
+believe that I shall always be ambitious of being considered a 
+deserving Brother.
+Response to an address of Charleston, South Carolina, Masons.
+The fabric of our freedom is placed on the enduring basis of public 
+virtue, and will, I fondly hope, long continue to protect the 
+prosperity of the architect who raised it.  I shall be happy on every 
+occasion, to evince my regard for the Fraternity.
+1792.	To the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania.
+
+At the same time, I request that you will be assured of my best 
+wishes and earnest prayers for your happiness while you remain in 
+this terrestrial Mansion, and that we may thereafter meet as brethren 
+in the Eternal Temple of the Supreme Architect.
+Response to the dedication in the constitution Book of the Grand 
+Lodge of Massachusetts:
+It is most fervently to be wished, that the conduct of every member 
+of the Fraternity, as well as the publications that discover the 
+principles which actuate them, may tend to convince mankind that the 
+great object of Masonry is to promote the happiness of the human 
+race.
+
+MASONIC DEDICATIONS TO WASHINGTON The Pennsylvania Ahiman Rezon of 
+1783:
+To His Excellency. GEORGE WASHINGTON, Esq,. General and Commander in 
+Chief of the Armies of the United States of America;  In “Testimony,” 
+as well as his exalted Services to his Country, as of that noble 
+Philanthropy which distinguishes Him among Masons, the following 
+Constitutions of the Most Ancient and Honorable Fraternity of  “Free 
+and Accepted Masons,” by order and in behalf of 
+the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania, &c. is dedicated, By his 
+Excellency’s Most humble servant and faithful Brother, 
+	
+William Smith, G. Secretary.
+
+The Constitutions of the Ancient and Honorable Fraternity of 
+	Free and Accepted Masons in the State of New York; Collected 
+and digested by Order of the Grand Lodge of said State	(printed 
+in 1789).
+
+To His Excellency, GEORGE WASHINGTON, Esq.  In testimony, as well as 
+o his exalted Services to his Country, as of his distinguished 
+Character as a Mason, the following book of constitutions of the most 
+antient and honorable Fraternity of Free and Accepted Masons, by 
+order and in behalf of the GRAND LODGE of the State of New York, is 
+dedicated, By His Most Humble Servant, 
+JAMES GILES, G. Secretary, A.L. 5785Virginia New Ahiman Rezon of 
+1791:
+
+To George Washington, Esq., President of the United States of 
+America.  The Following Work is Most Respectfully Dedicated by His 
+Obedient. and Devoted Servant, THE EDITOR.
+The Massachusetts “Book of Constitutions,” (printed in 1792	and 
+1798):
+
+In Testimony of His Exalted Merit, And of Our inalienable Regard, 
+THIS WORK IS Inscribed and Dedicated to our Illustrious BROTHER 
+GEORGE WASHINGTON; 
+The Friend of Masonry, Of His Country, and Of Man.  
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   March, 1932   No.3
+
+THE MASONIC WORLD
+
+by: Unknown
+
+All of us live in a plurality of worlds.  Each of us inhabits his 
+world of the home, his world of business or profession, his world of 
+pleasure which may be anything from books to baseball.  Freemasons 
+live also in the Masonic world, but, curiously enough and rather 
+pitifully, not one in a hundred adventures far into that land.  For 
+the majority of Masons the Masonic world begins and ends at the doors 
+of their lodges.
+The average Mason reads his lodge circular or Trestleboard, hears 
+occasionally of lodge charities, now and then attends a lodge 
+funeral.  More rarely he may be attracted to some interlodge 
+gathering, as when a District Deputy pays a visit to two or more 
+lodges meeting under one roof, or an educational meeting in which 
+several lodges participate.
+But unless he is an officer, and a very interested official, or a 
+Freemason with both curiosity and determination, he knows little of 
+the many “foreign countries” of the Masonic world, its broad 
+highways, its numerous bypaths, its beautiful vistas, its lovely 
+landscapes.  Like him to whom “a primrose by the rivers brim, was 
+just a simple primrose  - and nothing more,” many a Mason believes 
+the Masonic world to be an occasional evening at the lodge - and 
+nothing more.
+Yet what a world it really is, and how far it reaches, curiously 
+intertwined with the social and civic worlds, avoiding or meeting 
+them at will.  The Masonic world is usually non-existent to the 
+general public, except as the profane occasionally catches sight of 
+it in public ceremonies or newspaper notice of a meeting of Grand 
+Lodge.  Which is as it should be since Freemasonry devotes herself to 
+her purposes silently, if not secretly, without ostentation or 
+advertising.
+In Jurisdictions where Masters and Wardens Associations function in 
+Masonic Districts, the officers have an opportunity to envisage a 
+larger horizon of their Masonic world than in states where each lodge 
+is a little world unto itself, touching other little lodge worlds 
+only at Grand Lodge.  Masters and Wardens Associations bring together 
+the principal officers of all lodges in a given area, affording an 
+opportunity for the exchange of ideas, the solution of puzzling 
+problems and often foster visits by lodge to lodge which makes for 
+broader horizons to all who take part.
+The same may be said for those Jurisdictions which have Schools of 
+Instruction, either stationary in one place, traveling from District 
+to District, or held occasionally or periodically at prearranged 
+points which differ from year to year.
+Cities afford the opportunity to belong to a Masonic Club, which 
+small towns do not.  Masonic Clubs, in which Masons from many lodges, 
+governed by a common purpose, or occupation, meet in fraternal 
+intercourse, have grown by leaps and bounds during the last few 
+years.  The employees of one great business may form a Masonic Club; 
+Physicians who are lodge members may form their club; clubs exist in 
+many cities which draw members almost wholly from a given trade.  The 
+majority of such Masonic Clubs, which hold a national convention once 
+a year at which unified plans are discussed and furthered.  Just now 
+Masonic Club emphasis is put upon education, in which field a noble 
+work has been and is being done.
+Some Jurisdictions have looked with some disapproval on Masonic 
+Clubs, fearing that “the tail may try to wag the dog,” but in general 
+Masonic Clubs have been guided by the spirit of the League and have 
+been cooperative in worthy Masonic movements and avoided any conflict 
+with Grand Lodges, in which of course, they must inevitably lose.
+The very hearts of the Masonic world are the Grand Lodge, and he 
+loses much who does not inform himself of the deliberations of these 
+august bodies.  A Grand Secretary would be bewildered, and probably 
+greatly perturbed, if even one Mason in every ten should ask for a 
+copy of the “Proceedings” of the Grand Lodge, yet what a marvelous 
+out pouring of Masonic spirit might result if one  Mason in ten did 
+read the annual “Proceedings.”  For here is set forth the Alpha and 
+Omega of the Jurisdiction; the acts, the problems, the hopes and the 
+troubles of the Fraternity.  Annually, in most states, quarterly in 
+two, here meet the Master and Wardens (in some States only the 
+Masters) sometimes the Past Masters, to legislate for the coming 
+year, discuss problems, appropriate funds for the Home or other Grand 
+Lodge Charity, admonish the lax lodge and praise the leaders, and in 
+general check up and take stock, plan and go forward for another 
+year.
+It would be most interesting to learn how many Masons know whether 
+their Grand Lodge has a Masonic Library?  How many know whether they 
+help support a Masonic home, and if so, where it is?  How many know 
+whether their Grand Lodge engages in a program of Masonic education, 
+and if so, how many have made use of it?  Yet these activities of 
+Grand Lodge touch every Mason, in his pocketbook if nowhere else.
+It may be stated without fear of successful contradiction that no 
+matter how large the State, or how far from the Masonic Home a 
+brother lives, after visiting that Home he will agree that his time 
+and money were well spent.  Yet of the multiplied thousands of Masons 
+who give cheerfully to the support of a Home where live the guests of 
+the Fraternity who can no longer fight their own battles; where the 
+orphans of Master Masons are brought up to be self-supporting, happy 
+and successful citizens, not one in hundred ever sees this inspiring 
+and ennobling sight - truly the Grand Canyon and the Yellowstone Park 
+of the Masonic world!
+Now and then a Grand Lodge lays a Corner Stone or dedicates a Masonic 
+Temple; in some Jurisdictions the Grand Master empowers particular 
+lodges to perform these functions.  As in funerals, the Masonic world 
+here touches the profane world, and as many non-Masons as Masons may 
+observe the ceremonies.  But the informed Mason knows of an inner 
+meaning of the deposit of corn and the pouring of the wine and oil, 
+which makes these observances of peculiar significance.  Not to have 
+seen them is to have missed one of the views of the Masonic world 
+which is both beautiful and informative.
+Every Grand Lodge has a committee on Foreign Correspondence.  The 
+reviews of the Masonic worlds by the devoted brother known as the 
+Fraternal Correspondent are published yearly, usually as part of the 
+annual “Proceedings,” occasionally in a separate volume.  The theory 
+of the Report of the Fraternal Correspondent is simple; it is 
+supposed that Grand Masters and other officers of the Grand Lodge are 
+too busy to read “Proceedings” which are published once each year in 
+each of the forty-nine Jurisdictions of continental United States, 
+and from ten to twenty-five “Proceedings” of foreign Jurisdictions.  
+The Fraternal Correspondent reads and digest them, then comments upon 
+the work of these Grand Lodges, giving a summary of their labors and 
+their accomplishments, noting that which is peculiar, new, different, 
+odd, interesting, that all who run may read.
+Alas, these informative reports are read by far lass brethren than 
+would be interested, did they only know what they pass by!  But 
+should that mythical one brother in every ten - aye, even one in 
+every hundred! - write to ask any Fraternal Correspondent for his 
+report, it is feared that he might suffer an attack of heart failure.  
+Yet no brother can really know his Masonic world who does not read 
+this yearly guide book to the “foreign countries” of other Grand 
+Lodges.
+Some seventy-five journals in this country are devoted exclusively to 
+the Masonic world.  Some are excellent reading for Masons anywhere; 
+some are local to one Jurisdiction, even to one city.  Not to 
+subscribe to at least one is to miss much that is interesting and 
+informative.  The Masonic world is very large; the brethren in one 
+Jurisdiction do and experience that which is unknown to the brethren 
+of another.  The Masonic journal is the monthly record of that which 
+is worth knowing in the Masonic world and should be a part of the 
+equipment of every interested Freemason.
+Several publishing houses are devoted entirely to the production of 
+Masonic books.  The reading Mason knows a side of his Fraternal world 
+which the non-reader has never even heard of!  Many splendid books 
+have been written of various facets of the jewel which is 
+Freemasonry; her history, her jurisprudence, her symbolism - hundreds 
+on this subject - her charities, her labors for mankind.  Not dry, 
+difficult-to-read volumes, but books filled with real Masonic light, 
+to read which is a joy and an education.  They are the glasses with 
+which the near-sighted can see the far horizons of freemasonry.  Any 
+of these publishing houses will be happy to send literature about 
+these books to the interested.  In many lodges “book clubs” are 
+formed, in which each of ten to twenty-five brethren buys a book, and 
+then passes it on to the next brother in the club. receiving his in 
+return.  For the price of one book, the reading brother may thus dip 
+into as many volumes as there brethren in the club.
+The Lodge of Research is just becoming well known in this country.  
+Three American Lodges of Research now function, and while they all 
+are new, much is expected of them.  In England and Canada are Lodges 
+of Research which are well known, especially the great Quatuar 
+Coronati, No.  2076 (The Four Crowned Martyrs) of London, which has 
+nearly a century behind it.
+The Lodge of Research is a regular constituted and Chartered Lodge, 
+but works no degrees, raises no brethren.  It is devoted  entirely to 
+research into Freemasonry, and the publication and dissemination of 
+papers and reports.  A full set of the forty-one bound volumes of the 
+great London Lodge - Ars Quatuar Coronatorum, familiarly known to 
+Librarians as “A.Q.C.” - are all but priceless, comprising as they do 
+the result of the work of historians, antiquarians and Masonic 
+educators for many years.  Any freemason may subscribe to the 
+publication, become a member of the Correspondence Circle of the 
+Lodge and receive the quarterly reports.  He who either buys or 
+borrows volumes of the past will find therein a ticket to a new 
+frontier of Freemasonry, and travel in by-ways of the Masonic world 
+which without such a guide book are sealed mysteries.
+The Masonic world includes several national movements. 
+All who attend Grand Lodge know of the great George Washington 
+Masonic National Memorial, erected by the Freemasons of the United 
+States at a cost of more than three million dollars.  It is to be 
+dedicated on May 12th of this year.  The Association meets yearly, 
+and from its labors has resulted this enormous structure which will 
+stand forever - it is built only of granite, marble and concrete; no 
+structural steel being used - as a monument at once to Washington, 
+Freemason, and to the Fraternity which honors itself in honoring him.
+Coincident with the annual meeting of this Association, the 
+Conference of the Grand Masters meets in Washington, D.C., there to 
+discuss for a day the mutual problems which are common to all Grand 
+Lodges.  The reports of these annual meetings are of intense 
+interest.  Containing the deliberations of the premier leaders of the 
+Craft, they should be read by every interested Freemason.
+The Grand Secretaries also hold a conference, for the discussion of 
+their peculiar problems, as do Masonic Librarians and Educators.  
+While more special than the reports of the Grand Masters Conference, 
+the wanderer in the Masonic world will find    in them much of 
+informative interest.
+This short sketch of the extent of the Masonic world, like any other 
+sketch, is intended only to be suggestive.  The Masonic world has 
+hundreds of other ramifications too numerous even to catalog.  But 
+perhaps enough has been said to give an idea of its size and variety.  
+He who will inform himself as here suggested will have no difficulty 
+in following these unnamed pathways into the quiet pastures, the 
+woods and streams of the world of Masonry, where are still waters and 
+cool shade, interest and inspiration, for all who will take the time 
+to travel therein.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   April, 1932   No.4
+
+THE STUPID ATHEIST
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The first of the Old Charges, “Concerning God and Religion” begins:
+“A Mason is obliged, by his tenure, to obey the moral law; and, if he 
+rightly understands the art, will never be a stupid atheist***.”
+That all petitioners for the degrees express a belief in Deity is a 
+fundamental requirement.
+That all elected candidates who receive the entered Apprentice degree 
+publicly express a belief in deity is a fundamental requirement. 
+No lodge would accept the petition of any man unwilling to profess 
+his faith in Deity.
+We are taught tat no atheist can be made a Mason, and the reason 
+usually assigned is that, lacking a belief in Deity, no obligation 
+can be considered binding.
+The real reasons for the non-acceptance of atheists into the 
+Fraternity goes much deeper.  We are not entirely accurate when we 
+say that no obligation can be binding without taking an oath.  Our 
+courts of law permit a Quaker to “affirm” instead of taking an oath 
+to tell the truth, inasmuch as a Quaker’s religious belief does not 
+permit him to swear.  Yet a Quaker who tells an untruth after his 
+affirmation is as subject to the penalty for perjury as the devout 
+believer in God who first swears to tell the truth, and then fails to 
+do so.  The law holds a man truthful who affirms, as well as one who 
+swears to tell the truth.
+No atheist can be made a Mason, far less from lack of binding power 
+of the obligation taken by such a disbeliever, than from 
+Freemasonry’s knowledge that an atheist can never be a Mason “in his 
+heart.”  Our whole symbolism is founded on the erection of a Temple 
+to the Most High.   Our teachings are of the Fatherhood of God, the 
+brotherhood of man founded on that fatherhood, and the immortality of 
+the soul in a life to come.  A disbeliever in all these could by no 
+possible chance be happy or contented in our organization.
+
+What is an atheist?
+
+The question has plagued many a Masonic scholar and thousands of men 
+less wise.  It is still a matter of perplexity to many a man who 
+fears that the friend who has asked him to sign his petition is an 
+atheist.
+It is possible to spin long-winded theories about the word, draw fine 
+distinctions, quote learned encyclopedias and produce a fog of 
+uncertainty as to the meaning of “atheist” as hopeless as it is 
+stupid,  From Freemasonry’s standpoint an atheist is a man who does 
+not believe in Deity.
+Which immediately brings out the far more perplexing question:  “What 
+is this Deity in which a man must believe?”
+Here is where all the trouble and the worry comes on the scene.
+Man’s idea of God differs with the man, his education, his early 
+religious training.  To some, the mental picture of God is that of a 
+commanding, venerable figure with flowing white hair and beard - the 
+great artist Dore so pictured God in his marvelous illustrated Bible.  
+Such a conception fits naturally in a heaven of golden streets, 
+flowing with milk and honey.  White clothed angels make heavenly 
+music on golden harps, the while Deity judges between the good and 
+the evil.
+Such an anthropomorphic God, derived from descriptive passages in the 
+Bible, added to by the drawings of artists and crystallized in an age 
+of simple faith, have given such a conception to many who find it 
+adequate.
+Others conceive of Deity as a Bright Spirit, who moves through the 
+universe with the speed of light, who is “without form” because 
+without body, yet who is all love, intelligence, mercy and 
+understanding.
+The man who believes in the anthropomorphic God describes his 
+conception, then asks the brother who believes in a Bright Spirit:  
+“Do you believe in my God?”  If the answer is in the negative, the 
+questioner may honestly believe him who answers to be an atheist.
+The Deity of a scientist, a mathematician, a student of the cosmos 
+via the telescope and the testimony of geology, may be neither 
+anthropomorphic nor Bright Spirit, but a universally pervading power 
+which some call Nature; others Great First Cause; still others Cosmic 
+Urge.
+Such a man believes not in the anthropomorphic God, not in God as a 
+Bright Spirit.  Shall he call his brethren who do so believe, 
+atheists?  Have they the right so to denominate him?
+To the geologist, the very handwriting of God is in the rocks and 
+earth.  To the fundamentalist, the only handwriting of God is in the 
+Bible.  Inasmuch as the geologist does not believe in the chronology 
+of the life of the earth as set forth in the Bible, the 
+fundamentalist may call the geologist an atheist.  Per contra, the 
+geologist, certain that God has written the story of the earth in the 
+rocks, not in the Book, may call the fundamentalist an atheist 
+because he denies the plain testimony of science.
+One is a right, and each is as wrong, as the other! Neither is an 
+atheist, “because each believes in the God which satisfies him!”
+You shall search Freemasonry from Regius Poem, our oldest document, 
+to the most recent pronouncement of the youngest Grand Lodge; you 
+shall read every decision, every law, every edict of every Grand 
+Master who ever occupied the Exalted East, and nowhere find an ukase 
+that any brother must believe in the God of some other man.
+Nowhere in Freemasonry in England, its Provinces, or the United 
+States and its dependent Jurisdictions, will you find any God 
+described, cataloged, limited in which a petitioner must express a 
+belief before his petition may be accepted.
+For Masonry is very wise, she is old, old and wisdom comes with age!  
+She knows, as few religions and no other Fraternity has ever known, 
+of the power of the bond which lies in the conception of an unlimited 
+God.
+A witty Frenchman was asked once:  “Do you believe in God?”
+He answered:  “What do you mean by God?  Nay, do not answer.  For if 
+you answer, you define God.  A God defined is a God limited, and a 
+limited God is no God!”
+From Freemasonry’s gentle standpoint, a God defined and limited is 
+not the Great Architect of the Universe.  Only God unlimited by 
+definition; God without meets and bounds; 
+God under any name, by any conception, is the fundamental concept of 
+the Fraternity, and to believe in Whom is the fundamental requirement 
+for membership.
+In her Fellowcraft Degree Freemasonry teaches of the importance of 
+Logic.  It is perfectly logical to say that the finite cannot 
+comprehend the infinite; a truism as exact as to say that light and 
+darkness cannot exist in the same place at the same time, or that 
+sound and silence cannot be experienced at the same moment.  A mind 
+which can comprehend infinity is not finite.  That which can be 
+comprehended by a finite mind is not infinite.
+Therefore it is logical to say that no man can comprehend God, since 
+the only mind he has is finite.
+But if a man cannot comprehend the God in Whom he must express a 
+belief in order to be a Freemason, it is obviously the very height of 
+folly to judge his belief by any finite comprehension of Deity.  
+Which is the best of reasons why Freemasonry makes no attempt at 
+definition.  She does not say:  “Thus and such and this and that is 
+my conception of God, do you believe in HIM?  She says nothing, 
+allowing each petitioner to think of Him as finitely or as infinitely 
+as he will.
+The agnostic frankly says:  “I do not know in what God I believe, or 
+how he may be formed or exist.  I only know that I believe in 
+something.”
+Freemasonry does not ask him to describe his “something.”  If it is 
+to him that which may be named God, no matter how utterly different 
+from the God of the man who hands him the petition, Freemasonry asks 
+nothing more.  He must “believe.”  How he names his God, how he 
+defines or limits Him, what powers he gives Him - Freemasonry cares 
+not.
+It is probable that the majority of those who profess atheism are 
+mistaken in their reading of their own thoughts.  An atheist may be 
+an honest man, a good husband and father, a law abiding, charitable, 
+upstanding citizen.  If so, his whole life contradicts what his lips 
+say.  In the words of the poet:
+“He lives by the faith his lips deny, God knoweth why!”
+Many a man has reasoned about faith, heaven, infinity and God until 
+his brain reeled at the impossibility of comprehending the infinite 
+with the finite, and ended by saying in despair:  “I cannot believe 
+in God!”  Then he has taken his wife or his child in his arms and 
+there found happiness, completely oblivious to the most profound, as 
+the most simple fact of all faiths and all religions; where love is, 
+there is also God!
+But Freemasonry does not go behind the spoken or written word.  With 
+a full understanding that many a man who defiantly denies the 
+existence of God is actually not an atheist “in his heart” our Order 
+nevertheless insists upon a plain declaration of belief.  There is no 
+compromise in Freemasonry; her requirement are neither many nor 
+difficult, but they are strict.
+Having accepted the declaration, however, Freemasonry asks no 
+qualifying phrases
+“Nor should any of us question a declaration.”
+It is not for us to let our hearts be troubled, because a 
+petitioner’s conception of Deity is not ours.  It is not for us to 
+worry because he thinks of his God in a way which would not satisfy 
+us.  Freemasonry asks only for a belief in a Deity unqualified, 
+unlimited, undefined.  Her sons cannot, Fraternally, do less.
+When the great schism in Freemasonry ended in 1813, and the two rival 
+Grand Lodges, the moderns (who were the older) and the Ancients (who 
+were the younger, Schismatic body) came together on St. John’s Day to 
+form the United Grand Lodge, they laid down a firm foundation on this 
+point for all time to come.  It was later declared to all by this, 
+the primary, Mother Grand Lodge of all the Masonic World:
+“Lets any man’s religion or mode of worship be what it may, he is not 
+excluded from the Order, provided he believes in the glorious 
+Architect of Heaven and Earth, and practices the sacred duties of 
+morality.”
+What a Mason thinks about the glorious Architect, by what name he 
+calls Him. how he defines or conceives of Him, so far as Freemasonry 
+is concerned may be a secret between Deity and brother, kept forever, 
+“in his heart!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   May, 1932   No.5
+
+DEDICATING THE WASHINGTON MASONIC MEMORIAL
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Freemasonry is the only Fraternal Order for which the United States 
+George Washington Bicentennial Commission has set aside a whole week 
+for participation in the celebration of the two hundredth anniversary 
+of the birth of the First President.
+The week of May 7th to 14th inclusive will go down in Masonic history 
+as the most impressive of all periods of Masonic celebration.  The 
+peak of the National Observance will be reached on May 12th, when the 
+great George Washington National Memorial in Alexandria will be 
+dedicated to Masonic use buy the Grand Lodge of Virginia.
+Every Freemason in the country is concerned, as every Grand 
+Jurisdiction has contributed to the erection of this, the mightiest 
+memorial ever erected by any man, by any order, people or nation.
+Begun twenty years ago with the simple idea of providing a fireproof 
+repository for the priceless relics of Washington, the Freemason, in 
+the possession of Alexandria-Washington Lodge No. 22, before long the 
+plans changed, and the project was for a monument to George 
+Washington the Mason, as well as for a fireproof structure to keep 
+safe forever those objects which Mason and profane like hold in 
+veneration.  As time passed on and interest grew, the plans were 
+again enlarged, so that the huge building which now towers four 
+hundred feet above the surrounding country might be not only a 
+Memorial to the man and the Mason, but a monument to Freemasonry.
+To this great undertaking the Grand Lodges of the United States 
+pledged the Craft.  As their representatives in the Memorial 
+Association brought home reports of the progress of the work and the 
+enlargement of the plans, the Craft enthusiastically backed up these 
+pledges.
+The great structure is now much more than either monument or 
+memorial.  It is the living embodiment of the faith and patriotism 
+and practice of Freemasonry; it is a demonstration both to the world 
+at large and the world of the Craft, that fifty Grand Jurisdictions 
+can labor unitedly to a common end.  East, and West, North and South, 
+have engaged in friendly rivalry to see which would soonest complete 
+its per capita contributions.
+Written into the constitution of the association is the proviso that 
+no contract for any work may be made until money to pay for it is 
+actually in the treasury - hence this imposing pile of imperishable 
+granite, its decorations, its lighting, its heating, the thirty-six 
+acres of land on which it stands and its landscaping, are all paid 
+for.  Not a dollar of mortgage or indebtedness of any kind stands 
+against this shrine of the ancient Craft.
+The exterior of the building is completed; the beacon light on top 
+shines every night; the permanent roadway from King Street is 
+finished; heating, ventilating, electrical wiring, lobbies and 
+adjacent stairways and the auditorium are finished.  But, much 
+remains to be done inside and furnishings have yet to be bought and 
+placed.  It is not a complete and perfect whole which will be 
+dedicated and consecrated to Masonic use on May 12th; the task is not 
+yet finished.  But the end is in sight.  The last dollar of the four 
+million required will be speedily raised, following the demonstration 
+to the two hundred thousand Masons expected at the dedicatory 
+exercises, of the magnificence of the structure and the sacredness of 
+the trust to finish it immediately and completely,
+The influence of this monument cannot be estimated.  
+Unlike many memorials, this will serve many practical purposes as 
+well as those altruistic and patriotic.  Lodges will meet in it.  
+Ceremonial of all proper Masonic character will be held in it - have 
+been held in it.  Masonic bodies will travel long distances to 
+perform some ritualistic observance within its portals.  The nucleus 
+of a magnificent Masonic Library is already in hand.  Masonic leaders 
+with vision of the future see the Memorial as a great center of 
+Masonic learning; they envision it as a central source of Masonic 
+light and knowledge, as well as shrine, a meeting place, a monument 
+and a Memorial.
+It belongs to American Freemasonry; to every Craftsman of every 
+lodge.  On page 11 is a table showing (as of December, 1931), the 
+contributions of the forty-nine Jurisdictions, and the relative 
+standing of the several States.  These figures are taken from the 
+Masonic Reviews of J. Edward Allen, noted Masonic statistician, and 
+Fraternal Correspondent of North Carolina.
+Plans for the dedication program contemplate a parade which will 
+being at 9:30 o’clock on the morning of May 12th, the ceremony of 
+dedication to follow immediately after the parade has been dismissed.
+The dedication program will include an invocation by Bishop W. 
+Betrand Stevens, of Los Angeles, a short address by the President of 
+the Memorial Association, Past Grand Master Louis A. Watres, (Penn.) 
+a special ceremony prepared for the occasion by the Grand Lodge of 
+Virginia, an address by Past Grand Master Melvin M. Johnson, of 
+Massachusetts, the principal speaker, and a benediction by Reverend 
+Brother William J. Morton of Alexandria, Chaplain of the association.  
+Two Masonic Glee Clubs will sing.
+The President of the United States will arrive at one o’clock for the 
+dedication exercises.  He will be saluted with  twenty-one guns from 
+an Army Battery, and as the first gun is fired, the salute will be 
+taken up by five Naval Vessels which will at that time in the harbor 
+off Alexandria.
+The Secretary of the Navy has ordered the Frigate Constitution, “Old 
+Ironsides,” to Alexandria for all of “Masonic Week.”
+An unusually complete outfit of loud speakers is being installed, so 
+that, no matter how great the assemblage before the platform on which 
+the dedication exercises take place, all may hear in comfort.  The 
+ceremonies will be broadcast over both the great national hook-ups.
+The parade will be both large and colorful.  Many large delegations 
+from Grand Lodges from all over the country will participate, and 
+uniformed bodies of the Templars, Shrine and Grotto will take part.  
+Many Masonic bands and the Army, Navy and Marine Bands will be in 
+line, and forty-nine Grand Masters will first lead, then review the 
+procession.
+The dedicatory exercises will be conducted by the Grand Lodge of 
+Virginia, but all the Grand Masters will participate.  The special 
+ceremony arranged for this occasion includes individual responses 
+from the Grand Masters of the thirteen original States of the Union, 
+and the District of Columbia, and group responses from other Grand 
+Masters.
+The gavel used at the laying of the corner stone of the United States 
+Capitol will be in the hands of the Most worshipful Grand Master of 
+Virginia.  The Bible from Fredricksburg Lodge, on which Washington 
+was obligated as an Entered Apprentice, Fellowcraft and Master 
+Masons, will be present on this historic occasion, as will the Bible 
+from St. John’s Lodge, of New York City, on which Washington took the 
+oath of office when he became the first President of the united 
+States.  The Grand Lodge of Massachusetts will bring to the 
+dedication its famous urn, in which is a lock of Washington’s hair.  
+This urn, the handiwork of M.W. Paul Revere, is the most precious 
+possession of the Grand Lodge of the Bay State, and is handed from 
+Grand Master to Grand Master at the St. John’s Day Communication.
+The center of “Masonic Week,” the very climax to the nation-wide 
+celebration of the Bicentennial, this dedication of the Memorial 
+carries in its train many other Masonic observances of noteworthy 
+importance.  These are, in brief:
+May 7	Saturday, (7:30 P.M.) - Special Communication, Harmony Lodge, 
+No. 17, F.A.A.M. Lodge Room No. 1, Masonic Temple, 13th and New York, 
+Ave., N.W.  Washington, D.C.  Entered Apprentice Degree.
+May 8	Sunday, (9:30 A.M.) - Religious services, Kallipolis Grotto, 
+M.O.V.P.E.R., Sylvan Theatre, Monument Grounds, Washington.
+May 9   	Monday, (10 A.M.) - Annual meeting of the Masonic Service 
+Association of the united States, Raleigh Hotel, Washington.
+May 9	Monday, (3 P.M.) - Special Communication of the Grand Lodge of 
+Texas, in the Memorial at Alexandria, Va.
+May 9	Monday, (6 P.M.) - Annual Conference of the Grand Secretaries 
+of the United States, Raleigh Hotel, Washington.
+May 9	Monday, (7 P.M.) - Annual conclave of the Grand Commandry  of 
+Knights Templar of the District of Columbia, Masonic Temple, 
+Washington.
+May 10	Tuesday, (9:30) A.M.) - Annual Conference of Grand 
+Masters of the United States, Willard Hotel, Washington,  Dinner in 
+the Evening.
+May 10	Tuesday, (8 P.M.) - Thirty-Second Degree, A.A.S.R. 
+Scottish Rite Cathedral, 433 Third Street, N.W. Washington.
+May 11	Wednesday, (9 A.M.) - Annual Convention of the George 
+Washington Masonic National Memorial Association, in Memorial at 
+Alexandria.
+May 11	 Wednesday, (1 P.M.) - Special Communication of King 
+Solomon’s Lodge, No. 31, F.A.A.M., Masonic Temple, Washington, Master 
+Mason Degree.
+May 11	Wednesday, (7:30 P.M.) - Special Communication of the 
+Grand Lodge of Missouri, in the Memorial at Alexandria.
+May 11	Wednesday, (7 P.M.) - Semi-Annual Communication of the 
+Grand Lodge of the District of Columbia, Masonic Temple, Washington.
+May 12	Thursday, (9:30 A.M.) - Dedication of the George 
+Washington Masonic National Memorial at Alexandria.  Parade - 
+Dedication immediately following parade.
+May 12	Thursday, (7:30 P.M.) Stated Communication of Alexandria-
+Washington Lodge, No.22, in the Memorial at Alexandria.
+May 12	Thursday, (8 P.<.) - Stated Communication of Temple-Noyes 
+Lodge, No.32, F.A.A.M., Masonic Temple, Washington, Fellowcraft 
+Degree.
+May 12	Thursday, (9 P.M.) - Reception and Ball, Willard Hotel, 
+under Auspices of Circle Club, Washington.
+May 13	Friday, - Annual Conclave of the Grand Commandery Knights 
+Templar of Virginia, in the Memorial at Alexandria.
+May 13	Friday, (10 A.M.) - Meeting of the Masonic Librarians and 
+Students of the United States, in the Memorial at Alexandria.
+May 13	Friday, (8 P.M.) - Grand Chapter O.E.S., District of 
+Columbia, Pageant, “Washington’s Vision of a Triumphant Nation,” 
+Auditorium, Washington.
+May 13	Friday, (7:30 P.M.) - Banquet, National League of Masonic 
+Clubs, Willard Hotel, Washington.
+May 11-14 - Annual Meeting of the National League of Masonic Clubs, 
+in Washington.  Saturday morning session in Memorial at Alexandria.
+May 14	Saturday, (all day) - Special Convocation of Mt.  Vernon 
+Chapter, No.3, R.A.M., of Washington, in Memorial at Alexandria, 
+Royal Arch Degree.
+While Commanderies, Royal Arch Chapters, Eastern Star Chapters, 
+Masonic Clubs, Librarians and Students, etc., all have a part in this 
+week of Masonic celebration, the dedication of the Memorial is 
+strictly and exclusively an Ancient Craft observance, except for the 
+participation in the parade by allied Masonic Bodies.  Planning for 
+this celebration last year, the Memorial Association decided that 
+while certain assistance from allied Masonic bodies would be gladly 
+welcomed, the ceremonies should be wholly in the hands of the 
+Freemasons of the United States who have erected the building, just 
+as the dedication should be wholly in the hands of the Grand Lodge of 
+Virginia, in which Jurisdiction the mighty Memorial is erected.
+Alexandria is but six miles by road or rail from the Nation’s 
+Capital.  Alexandria is a small city, and will be taxed to its 
+capacity during this week.  The majority of delegates and visitors 
+will live in Washington during that week; some will use their 
+railroad cars as sleeping quarters. 	
+Transportation between the two cities is by bus, automobile, railroad 
+and boat.  The United States Government has just completed and opened 
+to traffic the magnificent Memorial Highway, passing through 
+Alexandria.  The Washington end of this boulevard begins at the 
+Memorial Bridge, due West of the Lincoln Memorial.
+Because of the enormous number of visitors expected, automobiles and 
+buses will be barred from Alexandria after 9 o’clock in the morning 
+of May 12th.  Twenty-five to fifty thousand automobiles, all trying 
+to reach Alexandria at the same time, would jam even the new Memorial 
+Boulevard, and there is no place in Alexandria to park so many cars, 
+even if they could all arrive safely at the same time.  Visitors to 
+Alexandria on May 12th should plan  to go from Washington by 
+railroad; steam trains will leave all day long at five minute 
+intervals.  The railroad authorities promise ample accommodations, no 
+matter how large the crowd.
+The dedication of the greatest Memorial ever erected to mortal man 
+will write important Masonic history.  All Masons who can make the 
+trip will be present; for those who cannot participate in the flesh, 
+the radio offers an opportunity to hear, and, thus. to be present in 
+spirit while the ancient Craft, with solemn ceremony and joyful 
+hearts, consecrates its wonderous Memorial to Washington the Mason, 
+and to Freemasonry.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   June, 1932   No.6
+
+THE APRON
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“An emblem of innocence and the badge of a mason; more ancient than 
+the Golden Fleece or Roman Eagle, more honorable that the Star and 
+Garter, or any other order that can be conferred upon you at this or 
+any future period, by any King, Prince, Potentate, or any other 
+person, except he be a Mason.”
+
+In these few words Freemasonry expresses the honor she pays to this 
+symbol of the Ancient Craft.
+The Order of the Golden Fleece was founded by Philip, Duke of 
+Burgundy, in 1429.
+The Roman Eagle was Rome’s symbol and ensign of power and might a 
+hundred years before Christ.
+The Order of the Star was created by John II of France in the middle 
+of the Fourteenth Century.
+The Order of the Garter was founded by Edward III of England in 1349 
+for himself and twenty-five Knights of the Garter.
+That the Masonic Apron is more ancient than these is a provable fact.  
+In averring that it is more honorable, the premise “when worthily 
+worn” is understood.  The Apron is “more honorable than the Star and 
+Garter” when all that it teaches is exemplified in the life of the 
+wearer.
+Essentially the Masonic Apron is the badge of honorable labor.   The 
+right to wear it is given only to tried and tested men.  Much has 
+been written on these meanings of the symbol, but more has been 
+devoted to trying to read into its modern shape and size - wholly 
+fortuitous and an accident of convenience - a so-called “higher 
+symbolism” which no matter how beautiful it may be, has no real 
+connection with its “Masonic” significance.
+So many well-intentioned brethren read into the Masonic Apron 
+meanings invented out of whole cloth, that any attempt to put in a 
+few words the essential facts about this familiar symbol of the 
+Fraternity, either by what is said or left unsaid, is certain to meet 
+with some opposition!
+It is not possible to “prove” that George Washington did “not” throw 
+a silver coin across the Rappahannock, or that he did “not “ cut down 
+a cherry tree with his little hatchet.  Yet historians believe both 
+stories apocryphal.
+It is not possible to “prove” that no intentional symbolism was 
+intended when the present square or oblong shape of the Masonic Apron 
+was adopted (within the last hundred and fifty years), nor that the 
+conventionalized triangular flap in “not” an allusion to the Forty-
+seventh Problem and the earliest symbol of Deity (triangle), nor that 
+the combination of the four and three corners does not refer to the 
+Pythagorean “perfect number” seven.  But hard-headed historians, who 
+accept nothing without evidence and think more of evidence than of 
+inspirational discourses, do not believe our ancient brethren had in 
+mind any such symbolism as many scientific writers have stated.	
+The view-point of the Masonic student is that enough real and ancient 
+symbolism is in the apron, enough sanctity in its age, enough mystery 
+in its descent, to make unnecessary any recourse to geometrical 
+astronomical, astrological or other explanations for shape and angles 
+which old gravings and documents plainly show to be a wholly modern 
+conventionalizing of what in the builder’s art was a wholly 
+utilitarian garget.
+As Freemasons use it the apron is more than a mere descendant of a 
+protecting garment of other clothing, just as Freemasons are more 
+than descendants of the builders of the late Middle Ages.  If we 
+accept the Comancine theory (and no one has disproved it) we have a 
+right to consider ourselves at least collaterally descended from the 
+“Collegia” of ancient Rome.  If we accept the evidence of sign and 
+symbol, truth and doctrine, arcane and hidden mystery; Freemasonry is 
+the modern repository of a hundred remains of as many ancient 
+mysteries, religions and philosophies. 
+As the apron of all sorts, sizes and colors was an article of sacred 
+investure in many of these, so is it in ours.  What is truly 
+important is the apron itself; what is less important is its size and 
+shape, its method of wearing.  Material and color are symbolic, but a 
+Freemasons may be - and has been many - “properly clothed” with a 
+handkerchief tucked about his middle, and it is common practice to 
+make presentation aprons, most elaborately designed and embellished, 
+without using leather at all, let alone lambskin.
+Mackey believed color and material to be of paramount importance, and 
+inveighed as vigorously as his gentle spirit would permit against 
+decorations, tassels, paintings, embroideries, etc.  Most Grand 
+Lodges follow the great authority as far as the Craft is concerned, 
+but relax strict requirements as to size, shape, color and material 
+for lodge officers and Grand Lodge officers.  Even so meticulous a 
+Grand Lodge as New Jersey, for instance, which prescribe size and 
+shape and absence of decoration, does admit the deep purple edge for 
+Grand Lodge officers.
+It is a far cry from the “lambskin or white leather apron” of the 
+Entered Apprentice, to such an eye-filling garget as is worn by the 
+grand Master of Masons in Massachusetts - an apron so heavily 
+encrusted with gold leaf, gold lace, gold thread, etc., that the 
+garment must be worn on a belt, carried flat in a case, weighs about 
+ten pounds, and can be made successfully only by one firm and that 
+abroad!
+At least as many particular lodges cloth their officers in 
+embroidered and decorated aprons, as those which do not.  The Past 
+Master’s apron bearing a pair of compasses on the arc of a quadrant, 
+may be found at all prices in any Masonic regalia catalogue.  So if, 
+as Mackey contended, only the plain white leather apron is truly 
+correct, those who go contrary to his dictum have at least the 
+respectability of numbers and long custom.
+Universal Masonic experience proves the apron to be among the most 
+important of those symbols which teach the Masonic doctrine. The 
+Apprentice receives it through the Rite of Investure  during his 
+first degree, when he is taught to wear it in a special manner.  The 
+brother appearing for his Fellowcraft Degree is clothed with it worn 
+as an Apprentice; later he learns a new way to wear it.  Finally, as 
+a Master Mason, he learns how such Craftsmen should wear the “badge 
+of a Mason.” 
+That various Jurisdictions are at odds on what is here correct is 
+less important than it seems.  Many teach that the Master Mason 
+should wear his apron with corner tucked up, as a symbol that he is 
+the “Master,” and does not need to use the tools of a Fellowcraft, 
+but instead, directs the work.  As many more teach that the 
+Fellowcraft wears his apron with corner up, as a symbol that he is 
+not yet a “Master,” and therefore does not have a right to wear the 
+apron full spread, as a Master Mason should!  Into what is “really” 
+correct this paper cannot go; Jeremy Cross, in earlier editions of 
+his “True Masonic Chart” shows a picture of a Master Mason wearing 
+his apron with the corner tucked up. 
+What is universal, and important, is that all three - Entered 
+Apprentice, Fellowcraft and Master Mason - do wear their aprons in 
+different ways.  All are Masons, hence wear the badge of a Mason; one 
+has progressed further than another, and therefore wears his apron 
+differently as a sign that he has learned more.
+Incidentally, it may be noted that aprons seldom are, but always 
+should be, worn on the outside of the coat, not hidden beneath it.  
+Alas, comfort and convenience - and, in urban lodges, the evening 
+dress of officers and some members - have led to the careless habit 
+of wearing the apron not in full view, as a badge of honor and of 
+service, but concealed, as if it were a matter of small moment.
+The use of the apron is very old - far older than as a garment to 
+protect the clothing of the operative craftsmen, or to provide him 
+with a convenient receptacle in which to keep his tools.
+Girdles. or aprons, were part of the clothing of the Priests of 
+Israel.  Candidates for the mysteries of Mithras in Persia were 
+invested with aprons.  The ancient Japanese used aprons in religious 
+worship.  Oliver, noted Masonic scholar of the last century, no 
+longer followed as a historian but venerated for his research and his 
+Masonic industry, says of the apron:
+“The apron appears to have been, in ancient times, an honorary badge 
+of distinction.  In the Jewish economy, none but the superior orders 
+of the priesthood were permitted to adorn themselves with ornamented 
+girdles, which were made of blue, purple and crimson; decorated with 
+gold upon a ground of fine white linen; while the inferior priests 
+wore only white.  The Indian, the Persian, the Jewish, the Ethiopian 
+and the Egyptian aprons, though equally superb, all bore a character 
+distinct from each other.  Some were plain white, others striped with 
+blue, purple and crimson; some were of wrought gold, others adorned 
+and decorated with superb tassels and fringes.
+“In a word, though the “principal honor” of the apron may consist in 
+its reference to innocence of conduct and purity of heart, yet it 
+certainly appears through all ages to have been a most exalted badge 
+of distinction.  In primitive times it was rather an ecclesiastical 
+than a civil decoration, although in some cases the pron was elevated 
+to great superiority as a national trophy.  The Royal Standard of 
+Persia was originally “an apron” in form and dimensions.  At this 
+day, it is connected with ecclesiastical honors; for the chief 
+dignitaries of the Christian church, wherever a legitimate 
+establishment, with the necessary degrees of rank and subordination, 
+is formed, are invested with aprons as a peculiar badge of 
+distinction; which is a collateral proof of the fact that Freemasonry 
+was originally incorporated with the various systems of Divine 
+Worship used by every people in the ancient world.  Freemasonry 
+retains the symbol or shadow; it cannot have renounced the reality or 
+substance.”
+Mackey’s dictum about the color and the material of the Masonic 
+apron, if as often honored in the breach as in the observance, bears 
+rereading.  The great Masonic scholar said:
+The color of a Freemason’s apron should be pure unspotted white.  
+This color has, in all ages and countries, been esteemed an emblem of 
+innocence and purity.  It was with this reference that a portion of 
+the vestments of the Jewish priesthood was directed to be white.  In 
+the Ancient Mysteries the candidate was always clothed in white.  
+“The priests of the Romans,” says Festus, “were accustomed to wear 
+white garments when they sacrificed.”  In the Scandinavian Rites it 
+has been seen that the shield presented to the candidate was white.  
+The Druids changed the color of the garment presented to their 
+initiates with each degree; white, however, was the color appropriate 
+to the last, or degree of perfection.  And it was, according to their 
+ritual, intended to teach the aspirant that none were admitted to the 
+honor but such as were cleansed from all impurities both of body and 
+mind.
+“In the early ages of the Christian church a white garment was always 
+placed upon the catechumen who had been newly baptized, to denote 
+that he had been cleansed from his former sins, and was henceforth to 
+lead a life of purity.  	Hence, it was presented to him with 
+this solemn charge:  	
+
+“Receive the white and undefiled garment, and produce it unspotted 
+before the tribunal of 
+our Lord, Jesus Christ,that you may obtain eternal life.”
+
+“From these instances we learn that white apparel was anciently used 
+as an emblem of purity, and for this reason the color has been 
+preserved in the apron of the Freemason.
+“A Freemason’s apron must be made of Lambskin.  No other substance, 
+such as linen, silk or satin could be substituted without entirely 
+destroying the emblematical character of the apron, for the material 
+of the Freemason’s apron constitutes one of the most important 
+symbols of his profession.  The lamb has always been considered as an 
+appropriate emblem of innocence.  Hence, we are taught, in the ritual 
+of the First Degree, that “by the lambskin, the Mason is reminded of 
+the purity of life and rectitude of conduct which is so essentially 
+necessary to his gaining admission into the Celestial Lodge above, 
+where the Supreme Architect of the Universe forever presides.”
+Words grow and change in meaning with the years; a familiar example 
+is the word “profane” which Masons use in its ancient sense, meaning 
+“one not initiated” or “one outside the Temple.”  In common usage, 
+profane means blasphemous.  So has the word “innocence” changed in 
+meaning.  Originally it connoted “to do no hurt.”  Now it means lack 
+of knowledge of evil - as an innocent child; the presence of 
+virginity - as an innocent girl; also, the state of being free from 
+guilt of any act contrary to law, human or Divine.
+“An Emblem of Innocence” is not, Masonically, “an emblem of 
+ignorance.”  Rather do we use the original meaning of the word, and 
+make of the apron an emblem of one who does no injury to others.  
+This symbolism is carried out both by the color and material; white 
+has always been the color of purity, and the lamb has always been a 
+symbol of harmlessness and gentleness.  Haywood says:
+“The innocence of a Mason is his gentleness, chivalrous determination 
+to do no moral evil to any person, man or woman, or babe; his patient 
+forbearance of the crudeness and ignorance of men, his charitable 
+forgiveness of his brethren when they willfully or unconsciously do 
+him evil; his dedication to a spiritual knighthood in behalf of the 
+value and virtues of humanity by which alone man rises above the 
+brutes and the world is carried forward on the upward way.”
+The lambskin apron presented to the initiate during his entered 
+Apprentice Degree should be for all his life a very precious 
+possession; the outward and visible symbol of an inward and spiritual 
+tie.  Many, perhaps most, Masons leave their original aprons safely 
+at home, and wear the cotton drill substitutes provided by many 
+lodges for their members.  But here again the outward and evident 
+drill apron is but the symbol of the presentation lambskin symbol; 
+the symbol kept safely against the day when, at long last, the 
+members of a lodge can do no more for their brother but lay him away 
+under its protecting and comforting folds.
+Truly he has been a real Mason, in the best sense of that great word, 
+who has worn his lambskin apron during his manhood “with pleasure to 
+himself, and honor to the Fraternity.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   July, 1932   No.7
+
+TRESTLE-BOARD AND TRACING-BOARD
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Often confused, the trestle-board and the tracing-board are actually 
+alike only in the similarity of their names.
+In the Master Mason’s Degree we hear, “The three steps usually 
+delineated upon the Master’s Carpet, are, etc.”  “What is this 
+Master’s Carpet?”  is often asked by the newly-raised Mason.  He is 
+in a good Lodge the Master of which can give him an intelligent 
+answer!
+Among our movable jewels the trestle-board is mentioned and described 
+last, and with elaboration, but the Entered Apprentice looks long, 
+and often in vain, for a piece of furniture which bears any 
+resemblance to the trestle-board shown on the screen, or pointed out 
+on the chart by the Deacon’s rod.
+We learn that Hiram Abif entered the Sanctum Sanctorum at high twelve 
+to offer his devotions to Deity, and to draw his designs upon the 
+“trestle-board.”  On that day when he was found missing there was a 
+holiday in the half-finished Temple, because there were no designs on 
+the trestle-board by which the workmen could proceed.  But except in 
+the ritual of the Entered Apprentice Degree, no explanation is given 
+in the Lodge as to what a trestle-board may be.
+Therefore it is somewhat confusing to find that the Lodge notice of 
+meetings is sometimes called a Trestle-board and still more so when 
+some Masonic speaker refers to the Great Lights as “The Trestle-
+board.”
+The tracing-board is a child on the Master’s carpet, which is a 
+descendant of operative designs drawn upon the ground, or on the 
+floors of the buildings used by operative builders for meeting 
+purposes, and during construction hours as what we would term an 
+architect’s office.
+Early operative builders plans, drawn upon floor or earth, were 
+erased and destroyed as soon as used.  When Lodges changed from 
+operative to Speculative, the custom of drawing designs upon the 
+Lodge floor was continued; the “designs” for the Speculative Lodge, 
+of course, were the emblems and symbols for the construction of the 
+Speculative Temple of Character.
+From their position such plans became known as Carpets 
+  the Master’s Carpet, of course was the design made upon the Lodge 
+room floor during the Master’s Degree.
+
+Such carpets were drawn with chalk or charcoal.  It was the duty of 
+the youngest Entered Apprentice to erase this Carpet after the 
+meeting, using a mop and pail for the purpose.  Doubtless this use of 
+chalk and charcoal first suggested to our ritualistic fathers the 
+availability of these materials as symbols.  Incidentally, how did it 
+“not” occur to some good brother of the olden days to make a symbol 
+of that mop and pail!
+Later it became evident that as no real Masonic secrets were drawn on 
+the Carpet, the essentials of the institution were not disclosed by 
+leaving them where the profane might see them.  For convenience, the 
+several symbols of the degrees were then painted on cloth and laid 
+upon the floor; true Carpets now.  Still later these Carpets were 
+held erect on easels; in America the chart - in England the Tracing-
+board - is still a commonplace of Lodge furniture, although the more 
+convenient and beautiful lantern slide is often used in this country 
+where finances and electric light permit.
+Old Tracing-boards (charts) are already objects of interest to 
+Masonic antiquarians, and those early ones which follow almost 
+exactly the illustrations in Jeremy Cross’ “True Masonic Chart” 
+(1820) are increasingly valuable as the years go by.  Charts or 
+Tracing-boards have performed a most valuable service; together with 
+the printed monitors or manuals, they have kept a reasonable 
+uniformity in the exoteric part of American work, thus making for a 
+unity which is sometimes difficult for the newly made Mason to 
+discover when he compares the esoteric work of one Jurisdiction with 
+that of another.
+The trestle-board is so entirely different from the tracing-board 
+that it is difficult to understand how so earnest a student as Oliver 
+confounded them.  Such mistakes made the most prolific of Masonic 
+writers somewhat doubted as an authority.
+“Trestle” comes from an old Scotch word, “trest,” meaning a 
+supporting framework.  Carpenters use trestles, or “saw horses,” to 
+support boards to be sawed or planed.  A board across two trestles 
+provided a natural and easy way to display plans.  Hence the name 
+trestle-board; a board supported by trestles, on which plans were 
+shown or made.
+Mackey observes:  “The trestle-board is at least two hundred years 
+old; it is found in Pritchard’s “Masonry Dissected,”  earliest of the 
+exposes of Masonic Ritual.  Here it is called “trestle-board,” but 
+the object is he same, although the spelling of its name is 
+different.
+Symbols differ in relative importance according to the truths they 
+conceal.  Eagle and flag are both symbols of American ideals, but the 
+flag is far the greater symbol of the two.  The eagle is the American 
+symbol of liberty - the flag, not only of liberty, but also of 
+government of, for and by the people; of equality of opportunity; of 
+free thought; of the nation as a whole.  If one disagrees with Mackey 
+and considers the tracing-board a symbol, it is, at most, one of 
+teaching and learning; the trestle-board, on the contrary, has a 
+symbolic content comparable in Freemasonry to that of the flag of the 
+nation.
+From the meanest hut to the mightiest Cathedral, never a building was 
+not first an idea in some man’s mind.  Never a pile of masonry of any 
+pretensions but first a series of drawings, designs, plans.  From Mt. 
+St. Albans, newest of the glorious Cathedrals erected to the Most 
+High, to Strassburg, Rheims, Canterbury, Cologne and Notre Dame, all 
+were first drawn upon the trestle-board.  Every bridge, every 
+battleship, every engineering work, every dam, tunnel, monument, 
+canal, tower erected by man must first be drawn upon paper with 
+pencil and rule; with square and compasses.
+The ancient builders erected Cathedrals by following the designs upon 
+the Master’s trestle-board.  Where he indicated stone, stone was 
+laid.  Where he drew a flying buttress, stone took wings.  Where he 
+showed a tower, a spire pointed to the vault.  Where he indicated 
+carvings, stone lace appeared.
+Speculative Freemasons build not of stone, but with character.  We 
+erect not Cathedrals, but the “House Not Made With Hands.”  Our 
+trestle-board, “spiritual, Moral and Masonic” as the ritual has it, 
+is as important in character building as the plans and designs laid 
+down by the Master on the trestle-board by which the operative 
+workman builds his temporal building. 
+The trestle-board of the Speculative Mason, so we are told by the 
+ritual, is to be found in “the great books of nature and revelation.”
+Mackey considers that the Volume of the Sacred Law as the real 
+trestle-board of Speculative Freemasonry.  He Says:
+“The trestle-board is then the symbol of the natural and moral law.  
+Like every other symbol of the Order, it is universal and tolerant in 
+its application; and while, as Christian Masons, we cling with 
+unfaltering integrity to the explanation which makes the scriptures 
+of both dispensations our trestle-board, we permit Jewish and 
+Mohammedan brethren to content themselves with the books of the Old 
+Testament or Koran.  Masonry does not interfere with the peculiar 
+form or development of any one’s religious faith.  All that it asks 
+is that the interpretation of the symbol shall be in accordance to 
+what each one supposes to be the revealed will of the Creator.  But 
+so rigidly is it that the symbol shall be preserved and, in some 
+rational way, interpreted, that it peremptorily excludes the atheist 
+from its communion, because, believing in no Supreme Being - no 
+Divine Architect - he must necessarily be without a spiritual 
+trestle-board on which the designs of that Being may be inscribed for 
+his direction.”
+Modern scholars amplify Mackey’s dictum rather than quarrel with it.  
+The ritual speaks of the great books of nature and revelation, and by 
+“revelation” the Speculative Freemason understands the Volume of 
+Sacred Law.  But the great book of nature must not be forgotten when 
+considering just what is and what is not the trestle-board of 
+Freemasonry.
+For Nature is the source of all knowledge.  Without the “The great 
+Book of Nature” to read, man could not learn, no matter what his 
+power of reasoning and insight might be.  All science comes from 
+observation of nature.  In the last analysis, all knowledge is 
+science, therefore all knowledge comes from observation of nature.  
+This is true of the abstract as of the concrete.  Philosophy, ethics, 
+standards of conduct and the like, are not products of natural 
+evolution, but created by men’s minds.  They are the flowers of 
+natural philosophy.  Few blossoms spring directly from the earth; the 
+flowers grow upon the stalk which come from the ground.  Indirectly, 
+all that is beautiful in orchid, rose and violet came from the earth 
+in which the roots of the plant find sustenance.  So flowers of the 
+mind are traceable back to observations of nature; had there been no 
+nature to contemplate, man could not have imagined a philosophy to 
+account for it.
+Therefore modern Masonic scholarship thinks of the Speculative 
+trestle-board as “both” nature - and by inference, all knowledge. all 
+philosophy, all wisdom and learning; wherever dispersed and however 
+made available - and the Volume of Sacred Law, the “revelation” of 
+the ritual.
+All great symbols have more than one meaning.  Consider again the 
+Flag of our country, which means no one essential part- liberty or 
+equality or freedom to worship as we wish - but all these and many 
+more besides.  The trestle-board is a symbol with more than one 
+meaning - aye, more meanings than “nature and revelation.”
+As each ancient builder had his own trestle-board, on which he drew 
+the designs from which the workman produced in stone the dream in his 
+mind, so each Mason has his own private trestle board, on which he 
+draws the design by which he erects his House No Made With Hands.  He 
+may draw it of any one of many designs - he may choose a spiritual 
+Doric, Ionic or Corinthian.  He may make his edifice beautiful, 
+useful or merely ornamental.  But draw “some” design he must, else he 
+cannot build.  And the Freemason who builds not, what kind of a 
+Freemason is he? 
+Within the Master’s reach in every Lodge is some table, stand, 
+pedestal or other structure on which he may lay his papers.  Often 
+this is considered the trestle-board because upon it the Master draws 
+the design for the meeting.  Any brother has a right to read into any 
+symbol his own interpretation; for those to whom this conception is 
+sufficient, it is good enough.  But it seems rather a reduction of 
+the great level of the little.  A light house is, indeed, a house 
+with a light, but he who sees but the house and the light, but fails 
+to visualize those lost ones who by it find their way; who cannot see 
+the ships kept in safety by its ceaseless admonition that this way 
+lies danger; who cannot behold it as a symbol as well as a structure, 
+misses its beauty.  Those who see only the pedestal which supports 
+the Master’s plans as a Speculative Trestle-board miss the higher 
+meaning of the symbol.
+Lodge notices are not infrequently called trestle-boards, since on 
+them the Master draws the design for the coming work, and sends them 
+out to the Craftsmen.  This too, seems belittling of the symbol, 
+unless the brethren are led to see that so denominating the monthly 
+notice is but a play on words, and not a teaching.
+A Freemason’s trestle-board, his own combination of what he may learn 
+from man and nature, from the Book of Revelation on the Altar, and 
+the designs in his own heart, is a great and pregnant symbol.  It is 
+worthy of many hours of pondering; a Masonic teaching to be loved and 
+lived.  Who makes of it less misses something that is beautiful in 
+Freemasonry 
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   August, 1932   No.8
+
+TRUTH
+
+by: Unknown
+
+It is an odd fact that Freemasonry’s direct teaching in regard to 
+Truth is less important than her indirect teaching.
+In the entered Apprentice’s Lecture we learn of Truth as “the 
+foundation of every virtue.  To be good Men and True is the first 
+lesson.” etc.  But these teachings regarding the third Principal 
+Tenet are of Truth in its narrower and more restricted sense - that 
+use of the word as a synonym for sincerity, right dealing, absence of 
+deceit, straight forwardness.
+Philosophers distinguish several verities of Truth - logical truth, 
+the conformity of reasoning to premises; ontological, metaphysical or 
+transcendental truth - the doctrine that the existence of Deity is 
+proved by the very idea of his existence; absolute truth - the 
+reality behind the appearance or idea.
+These conceptions of Truth have led to the more common use of the 
+word, as that which is believed to be so, as distinct from that which 
+is known to be opposite of the fact.  The witness who swears to tell 
+the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth indicates no 
+more than his intention to state that which is known to him, believed 
+by him; that he will not intentionally deceive.  A witness may 
+testify to something which is not a fact and be unperjured, provided 
+it is a fact to “him.”  A man, ignorant of astronomy may truthfully 
+testify that the sun moves from east to west between morning and 
+night.  His testimony is the truth as he knows it.  That actually the 
+earth moves beneath the sun, while the sun stands still, does not 
+make him untruthful.
+The truth is not always easy to define.  Some questions have several 
+answers, all correct.  Other questions cannot be answered, “as 
+asked,” correctly.  For instance, “how many feet in a mile?”  has 
+only one true answer:  5,280.  But “what two whole numbers added 
+together make 5,280” has 2640, answers, “all” correct!  “What are the 
+“only” two numbers, added together, that result in 5,280” cannot be 
+answered correctly, “in the terms in which it is asked,” because 
+there are not “only two” numbers, the addition of which so result.  
+In mathematics are many conceptions which have no actual truth behind 
+them.  By the very laws of mathematics, we cannot imagine a square 
+root of “minus one.” A root, multiplied by itself, must give the 
+number of which it is a root.  No number, plus or minus, multiplied 
+by itself produces a minus quantity.  Yet this very conception of the 
+square root of minus one is constantly in use in mathematics, though 
+it has no objective existence and no mathematical answer.
+The entered Apprentice Lecture teaches of truth as opposed to deceit, 
+truth as a foundation of character, truth in the moral sense.  In 
+this sense Truth really is the foundation of every virtue.  There is 
+no justice without truth; there is no philanthropy without truth; 
+there can be no self-sacrifice, no bravery, no rectitude - no virtue 
+of any kind - without a foundation in that which is sincere and 
+honest, as opposed to that which is lying and deceitful.	
+This aspect of truth is only part of the Third Principal Tenet.  It 
+is vitally important, it must be learned, pondered and observed, but 
+it compares with the absolute Masonic Truth as compares the moon to 
+the sun.
+To grasp the idea of Absolute Truth is not given to many,  All 
+abstract ideas require real mental labor to formulate. The thought of 
+fundamental, unchangeable, inescapable verities behind the form, 
+substance and phenomena of life, is not easy.  Yet difficulty but 
+makes the idea the more precious when it does become a part of a 
+Freemason’s mental concepts.
+A manufacturer is to make a table.  Before he puts pencil to paper he 
+forms an idea of what a table looks like.  He reduces this idea to a 
+drawing and specification; it then becomes an idea made manifest, so 
+that others can understand it.  But it is not yet a table.  When the 
+wood-worker constructs the table from materials, cutting and fitting 
+them from the plans, the idea becomes embodied.  The table is now all 
+three - idea, idea manifest, and idea embodied.  To the observer it 
+is possessed of form and substance. is hard, varnished, throws a 
+shadow, and can support other objects - in fact, a table.
+The Absolute Truth of the table is probably quite different.  For all 
+its seeming solidity and weight, we know that it is far more space 
+than matter.  We know that its atoms are composed of electrons, 
+whirling at inconceivable speeds about a central proton, and that if 
+we could see it as it “really” is, not as it appears to the human 
+senses, it would be a collection of bounding, moving, swinging, 
+revolving particles of electricity, the force of which, if all were 
+suddenly let loose, would be sufficient to wreck a city.
+But not a single scientist can yet even imagine what an electron 
+“really” is - the Absolute Truth of it escapes the laboratory.
+Freemasonry is not all concerned with proving the verity of Deity.  
+She accepts a Great Architect as Truth.  But as we have seen, Truth 
+has more than one classification.  The Absolute Truth of Deity can no 
+more be known to man on earth than the Absolute Reality of the table 
+can be realized by those who use it.  Our perception of the world and 
+life is sense bound.  From seeing, hearing , touching, tasting and 
+smelling; we reason, think and believe.  Many aspects of physical 
+things do not touch our five senses - for instance, the speed of the 
+electron, the size of the atom.  And unimaginable aspects of Deity 
+cannot enter our minds, because a finite mind can never comprehend 
+that which is infinite.
+Freemasonry teaches that the True Word was lost.  She offers a 
+substitute.  To search for That Which Was Lost is the reason for 
+Masonic life.  While we know that the search must be as fruitless as 
+it must be endless, we find joy and usefulness in the effort, not in 
+the results.  Important to the Freemason is not the comprehension of 
+the idea of the Absolute, but that he seeks it in his conception of 
+the Most High.
+The great Freemason, Lessing, said: “Pure Truth is for God alone” - 
+phrasing in six words both the impossibility of mortals ever finding 
+it, and the reason we should seek it!  Cicero, too, knew why we must 
+seek.  When he said; “our minds possess by nature an insatiable 
+desire to know the truth” he uttered a truism, no matter what aspect 
+of Truth is considered.  Chesterfield capped them both with his 
+famous “Every man seeks for truth - God, only, knows who finds it.”
+“Our ancient friend and brother, the great Pythagoras” was poet, 
+philosopher and scientist when he stated “Truth is so great a 
+perfection that if God would render himself visible to man, he would 
+choose light for him body and truth for his soul.”
+Few men are able to tell others of the eternal verities, even if, at 
+long last, they win them.  To “Tell The Truth,” meaning to state the 
+fact or belief as known, is easy.  But to tell the Truth unto men is 
+like singing music to the tone deaf, teaching differential calculus 
+to six year old child, speaking in a language the hearer does not 
+understand.  He who even thinks he knows the Lost word may never tell 
+it - no syllables formed by mortal tongue may speak it.  Listen to 
+John Ruskin, sage of sages:  “Childhood often holds a truth with its 
+feeble fingers which the grasp of manhood cannot retain - which it is 
+the pride of utmost age to recover.”  the very young and the very old 
+know that which they cannot tell to us of the middle years.  As 
+Freemasons, we know a Truth we cannot tell even to the initiate, who 
+must find it for himself in the midst of our symbols and our 
+teachings.	
+The great light holds a thousands truths - and one great Truth.  
+Alas, that some are so blinded to the latter that, finding an 
+apparent failure of conformity between page and page, they see not 
+the Truth behind.  Such men  cannot sea the water for the waves, or 
+find the forest because there are too many trees!  A collection of 
+books, the Bible has been translated and retranslated.  Our Bible has 
+come down to us through the hands of thousands of willing, devout 
+workers, each with the faults and frailties of mankind.  Some copied 
+well, some copied ill; some historians were accurate, others allowed 
+play to their imaginations.  “Of course” in this mighty literature 
+are self contradictions; “of course” different prophets, historians, 
+singers and inspired leaders saw different aspects of the truths they 
+taught, and so taught differently.  Recall the story of the two 
+knights of old who fought to exhaustion over the color of a shield, 
+one saying it was black, the other white.  When the contest was over 
+they examined the shield together and found one side white and the 
+other black.  So with these different manners of teaching in the 
+Great Light - each teaches the Truth as its writer saw it.  The 
+“real” truth, the “whole” truth - the “Absolute Truth,” is to be 
+found in no verse, chapter or book, but in the Book of Books as a 
+whole! 
+From the beginning of time man has attempted to visualize that which 
+he cannot imagine!  He would put into words, write upon paper, limn 
+on canvas, shout to the housetops, that which he cannot conceive.  
+What is the conventional idea of heaven?  Place of Golden Streets, 
+flowing with Milk and Honey!  Why?  Because gold is precious and 
+beautiful, and milk and honey good; and hard for the lowly and poor 
+to get.  Injustice oppressed man for centuries; justice became a 
+hope.  A just judge, no matter how severe, was far better than an 
+unjust judge.  Hence we have an early conception of God as a strict, 
+stern, implacable judge.  Later on - much later - came the idea of a 
+merciful judge, a loving, kindly, compassionate father.
+As man has grown and learned, so has his conception of Truth of the 
+Great Architect of the Universe grown more beautiful.  Will any 
+contend that man is perfect?  Nay, man humble or exalted, man learned 
+or ignorant, man wise or foolish, can not conceive the unthinkable 
+majesty and beauty, the stupendous power and glory, the unphraseable 
+marvel, which must be the Absolute Truth of the Great Architect.
+The dearest hope of all mankind since the first man cried the birth 
+cry, was agonized down the centuries by Job:  “If a man die, shall he 
+live again?”  And the centuries have given a hundred answers.  
+Immortality in men’s minds is as different as the men!  To some it is 
+rest; to others opportunity to do all that life denied them; to some 
+it is pleasure; to others it is knowledge; to yet others it is 
+formless, ageless, boundless contemplation, the Nirvana of the 
+Buddhist.  But no thinking man believes that his most glorious 
+conception of immortality can compare to whatever may be the Absolute 
+Truth of that Magnificent belief.
+Concrete truths are all relative; Absolute Truth is unchanging.  We 
+think of men as good or bad, moral or unethical, wise or ignorant 
+only as compared to others.  Absolute goodness, morality and wisdom 
+we cannot know here; we cannot know the Absolute Truth of anything.
+“But we may search for it.”  We may so order our lives, so read the 
+Great Light, so follow the teachings of the ancient Craft that our 
+quest of “That Which Was Lost” brings us one step nearer to the 
+barrier which forever separates mortal eyes from Immortal Truth.
+That he who quests earnestly and seeks sincerely will, at long last, 
+pass that barrier and with his own eyes see that the Absolute is the 
+magnificent Truth of Freemasonry.
+“SO MOTE IT BE!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   September, 1932   No.9
+
+GOETHE, FREEMASON
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Germany celebrates this year the Centennial of the death of her 
+greatest man of letters, Johann Wolfgang Goethe, as the  United 
+States celebrates the bicentennial of the birth of George Washington, 
+her greatest General, Statesman and President.
+Both were Freemasons!
+It is a continual puzzle to Masons, why Washington’s biographers so 
+seldom - almost never - mention either his Masonic correspondence, 
+membership and Mastership; or the tremendous, if quiet, influence 
+which Freemasonry had upon his life, character and activities.
+The same puzzle exists about the biographers of the great Germany 
+Poet.  To an interested and understanding Freemason, his works are 
+replete with Masonic allusions; some of them obviously inspired by 
+Masonic teachings.  To the Profane, this influence may be non-
+existent; perhaps it is because so few of the passionate admirers of 
+the great German - who have sung the ever-increasing chorus of praise 
+for his life and labors - have been Masons, and therefore the 
+majority have no background of Craft understanding.
+Many of his biographers put great stress upon his stay in Strassburg 
+and his studies of Gothic Architecture, particularly under the 
+tutelage of the great thinker,, Herder, who is credited with 
+inspiring Goethe with his love - even his veneration - for Gothic 
+buildings.  Freemasons will see in his stay in Strassburg, where the 
+great Gothic minister dominated his thought with its beauty, the 
+progenitor of that desire to know more of the Craft which had built 
+it - a desire to be gratified when he was thirty-one years of age.  
+He was initiated in Lodge Amalia, at Weimar (where he lived most of 
+his life and where he died) on the eve of the Feast of St. John the 
+Baptist, in 1780.
+Just how or why he became a Mason we do not know; neither can we know 
+much of what impression his initiation made upon him.  For it must 
+not be supposed that the Masonry practiced then by the Lodge Amalia 
+was the Masonry we know; although doubtless it held some of our 
+essentials.
+The Lodge at Weimar was then under the “Rite of Strict Observance,” 
+that curious compound of politics, religion and Knights Templarism.  
+Of this Rite, Mackey says:
+“The Rite of Strict Observance” was a modification of Freemasonry, 
+based on the Order of Knights Templar, and introduced into Germany in 
+1754 by its founder, the Baron von Hund.  It was divided into the 
+following seven degrees:  1.  Apprentice; 2.	Fellow Craft;  3.  
+Master;  4.  Scottish Master;  5.  Novice;  6.  Templar, and 7.  
+Professed Knight.  According to the system of the founder of this 
+Rite, upon the death of Jacques de Molay, the Grand Master of the 
+Templars, Pierre d’ Aumont, the Provincial Grand Master of Auvergne, 
+with two Commanders and five Knights retired for purposes of safety 
+into Scotland, which place they reached disguised as Operative 
+Masons, and there finding the Grand Commander, George Harris, and 
+several Knights, they determined to continue the Order.  Aumont was 
+nominated Grand Master at a Chapter held on St.  John’s Day 1313.  To 
+avoid persecution the Knights became Freemasons.  In 1361, the Grand 
+Master of the Temple removed his seat to Old Aberdeen, and from that 
+time the Order under the veil of Freemasonry, spread rapidly through 
+France, Germany, Spain, Portugal and elsewhere.  These events 
+constituted the principal subject of many of the Degrees of the Rite 
+of Strict Observance.  The others were connected with alchemy, magic, 
+and other superstitious practices.  The great doctrine contended for 
+by the followers of this Rite was, that every true Mason is a Knight 
+Templar.”
+The seeds of death were sown in the Strict Observance by its very 
+fundamental - that the “Unknown Superiors” supposed to be at its 
+head, would communicate valued esoteric, not to say occult, secrets 
+to its initiates.  Obviously, no such secrets were ever communicated, 
+and on the truth of history vanquishing the fiction that Strict 
+Observance was really connected with the Order of Chivalry, the Rite 
+died.
+Luckily for Goethe’s feeling for the Ancient Craft (?) had the 
+advantage of a great admiration for Lessing - indeed, for all we know 
+to the contrary, it may have been Lessing’s love for Freemasonry 
+which first led Goethe to seek the light.  Goethe was far too broad-
+minded a man, and much too deep a thinker, to condemn all that he 
+found good in the Lodge at Weimar, merely because it dropped from 
+under his feet almost as he secured a foothold!
+Two years after Goethe’s initiation, the Rite of Observance received 
+its death blow, and Frederich Ludwig Schroeder, one of Germany’s 
+greatest actors and an ardent Freemason, brought his influence to 
+bear upon German Freemasonry.  Dissatisfied then (as thousands of 
+devoted Freemasons are dissatisfied today when any one attempts to 
+“improve” upon ritual or doctrine)  Schroeder, as Master of Lodge 
+Emanuel at Hamburg, resolved to attempt to complete reformation of 
+Masonry in Germany; to rid it of all its corruptions, “advanced” 
+degrees, spurious Rites and fantastic “side orders,” founded on 
+alchemy, Rosicrucianism, Hermetic philosophy; even upon magic and 
+mysticism. 
+His theory was that, despite the traditions of the Steinmetzen, 
+Freemasonry had begun in Gothic England and spread to the continent.  
+According to his belief, the English Book of Constitutions and the 
+English Ritual held the only pure Freemasonry.  Securing a copy of 
+“Jachin and Boaz,” Shroeder translated it and made it the foundation 
+of that which speedily became known as Shroeder’s Rite or Shroeder’s 
+System.  It was adopted by the Provincial Grand Lodge in 1801 and, 
+later, by many other German Lodges.  The Hamburg Grand Lodge, under 
+which Lodge Amalia now holds, still works according to this system.  
+(How the “Gentlemen belonging to the Jeruselam lodge” who wrote the 
+pamphlet, would have turned in his grave had he known how his famous 
+expose was to be used!)
+Otto Caspari, historian, Goethe admirer and Masonic enthusiast, 
+couples Goethe and Schroeder in the change of the working of Lodge 
+Amalia.  He says:
+“Frederich Ludwig Schroeder was the man who, meantime, made his 
+appearance as the reformer of Freemasonry.  He also went to Weimar 
+and succeeded in persuading Goethe and the Duke Carl Augustus to take 
+an interest in his system.  Amalia Lodge accepted Schroeder’s system 
+and in 1808 opened its Temple again.”
+“Jachin and Boaz” may be found in any good Masonic Library.  The 
+modern Freemason will miss much that he knows in its pages, and find 
+much that he does not know as Masonry; but he will see that many 
+essential Masonic principles are therein set forth.
+Goethe remained a member of Amalia Lodge to the day of his death.  
+What was to him the “new system” must have made a far greater appeal 
+than the Rite of Strict Observance.  Shortened, abbreviated, scanty 
+as is the Masonry set forth in “Jachin and Boaz,” to us who are heir 
+of the rich ritual and symbolism of Preston, Oliver, Desaugliers et 
+al; it is yet Masonic, which the Strict Observance can hardly be 
+considered to be in the light by which we moderns see.  At any rate, 
+Goethe embraced the Schroeder system as the real and Ancient 
+Freemasonry, and it was this which influenced both his life and his 
+writings.
+Because Goethe was a follower of Spinoza, ignorant fanatics have 
+falsely accused him of atheism; a charge as ridiculous as it is 
+unfounded.  No one today finds Spinoza atheistic; no one ever read 
+Goethe to find anything but a humble man marveling at the greatness 
+of a nature he could not comprehend.  Goethe stands awestruck before 
+creation; his characters are often blinded by the magnificence of the 
+cosmos.  Goethe revered the Bible; merely because he could not accept 
+the narrow definition of God and heaven which were the professions of 
+his time, he has been thought by the ignorant to have denied the God 
+all his works praise by their spirit of reverence for nature and its 
+miracles.
+Throughout the works of this greatest of German poets - a genius so 
+stupendous that he is not infrequently bracketed with Shakespeare - 
+are countless Masonic thoughts, ideas, references and allusions.  
+Some of these, like those found in Kipling, are evidently conscious 
+and intentional.  Others - and these the Masonic student of Goethe 
+loves best - are as evidently without intent; they are but the 
+breathing into poem or drama of those ideas of life, death. 
+hereafter, moral principles and ethical doctrine, which, inculcated 
+by Freemasonry, were a part of Goethe’s life.
+To English speaking Masons Goethe’s best known Masonic work is the 
+short poem “Masonic Lodge.”  It can be found in any collection of 
+Goethe’s works, and in Volume Twenty of the Little Masonic Library.  
+It is given in full here, not only for purposes of short discussion, 
+but because, by some unaccountable and distressing error, the first 
+five lines, which are the keynote of the whole poem, are omitted in 
+the (1929) Clegg edition of Mackey’s Encyclopedia.
+The Masons’s ways are A Type of Existence
+And his persistence Is as the days are
+Of men in this world. The future hides it
+Gladness and Sorrow, We press still thorow,
+Naught that abides in it Daunting us - onward.
+And Solemn before us Veiled, the dark portal, 
+Goal of all mortal; Stars are silent o’er us
+Graves under us silent. While earnest thou gazest
+Comes boding of terror, Comes phantasm and error
+Perplexes the bravest With doubt and misgiving.
+But heard are the voices - Heard are the Sages, 
+The Worlds and the Ages; “Choose well; your choice is
+“Brief and yet endless; “Here eyes do regard you
+“In eternity’s stillness; “Here is all fullness,
+“Ye have to reward you, “Work, and despair not.”
+The word “thorow (first stanza) is an obsolete variant of thorough 
+meaning “through”, “forward,” “ahead,” or “onward.”
+No short poem could more beautifully express the Masonic legend and 
+doctrine; of continuity from “time immemorial;” of hope so great that 
+though we ascend the Winding Stair of life without knowing whether 
+gladness or sorrow are hidden in the future, still we climb, pressing 
+ever onward, undaunted; of the terror and fear of the “grim tyrant,” 
+the voiceless grave, the unrevealed mystery; of the comfort and hope 
+of the immortal voices from sage, experience, history and nature; of 
+those “eyes” which “regard you” from beyond - does not Freemasonry 
+teach of an All Seeing Eye? - of that “all fullness” of the future 
+which is ours if we “choose well” - choice brief as a moment, result 
+endless as eternity!  And finally, that courageous, inspiring closing 
+admonition - “work” - and despair not!”
+It is impossible to compress the mighty allegorical drama of Faust 
+into a paragraph as to do the same for Hamlet.  Goethe did not invent 
+the character of Faust, nor did the legend of his “selling himself to 
+the devil.”  Faust was an actual historical character, a “scoundrelly 
+magician and astrologer” about whom many legends clustered.  In 1587, 
+Faust appears as the hero of a popular book in the pride of his 
+strength and knowledge.  He sells his soul to the devil in return for 
+a life of pleasure, luxury and gratification of desire on earth.
+Goethe added to the old legend a tender and tragic love story and 
+wove into it a philosophic content entirely foreign to the material 
+which began as an old wives tale, expanded into a plot for puppet 
+shows, and finally became a popular book.  He makes of Faust a 
+student and a thinker, but also a man, with all of man’s desires.  
+Mephistopheles is the wile and specious tempter; Margaret is part of 
+the bait.  Throughout the tragedy the struggle for ascendancy between 
+good and evil is made manifest, just as in the Masonic drama.  It is 
+here that the keen student of Freemasonry and the lover of Goethe 
+finds so many contacts between mind of the poet and teachings of 
+Freemasonry.  As in the Legend of Hiram Abif, Faust at last finds 
+that evil may not forever strive successfully with good; his final 
+and greatest satisfaction is not in selfish pleasure, which means 
+death for the soul, but in work for humanity.
+Difference of language, of Rite, and of age; make Masonic parallels 
+in Goethe’s works and the story and ritual we know, anything but 
+literal.  Such a study of an author is not for the literal minded.  
+To read Goethe literally is on a par with scanning Hamlet’s soliloquy 
+for knowledge of the physical phenomena of sleep!  To discuss the 
+Legend of Hiram Abif from a literal standpoint is wholly to miss its 
+significance and its beauty.  Goethe makes of his great character an 
+allegory; allegorically,  Faust and Hiram are not unalike.  Though 
+one first resists while the other first yields to severe temptation, 
+in the end the same lesson is taught by both - that truth overcomes 
+error and evil, and that the divine is always within humanity do we 
+but seek far enough.
+However, it is not only in Faust, the greatest of his works, that the 
+interested Freemason will find the influence of the gentle Craft upon 
+the great German poet.  Wilhelm Meister’s progress is through what 
+may be called a series of Apprenticeships (at least they are periods 
+of learning) to a stage of “further light” in which he learns that 
+only by reverence for God, man and self can a firm character 
+foundation be builded.  Werther, Edmont and Gotz von Berlichingen, 
+are all exemplars of thee poet’s concern for inner spiritual freedom.  
+Iphigenia denies the traditional barriers of race and religion, just 
+as does Freemasonry today (and has ever since the Mother Grand Lodge 
+of 1717).  Both poet and Fraternity contend for the right of the 
+individual to erect his own spiritual plumb line, as told by Amos of 
+the Jehovah of old who said, “I will set a plumb line in the midst of 
+my people Israel, I will not again pass by them any more.”  In Tasso. 
+the hero is seriously threatened with political and social powers but 
+overcomes them by faith in the God-given powers within him.
+It may be argued that as these themes of poets and playwrights of all 
+ages, there is no more reason for ascribing a Masonic origin for them 
+in Goethe’s works, than to reason that Shakespeare must have been a 
+Mason because in many of his plays truth overcomes error, wrong is 
+supine against right and virtue triumphant over evil. 
+The difference is that we know Goethe to have been an interested, 
+thoughtful and zealous Freemason; Lodge Amalia celebrated the 
+fiftieth anniversary of his initiation with the aged but still 
+vigorous poet taking part in the celebration.  Of this important 
+event in Goethe’s life, Brother Otto Caspari has beautifully written:
+“On to old age he remained the intellectual center of Amalia Lodge.  
+It was a sacred and hollowed day when Goethe celebrated his fiftieth 
+anniversary in the Temple Weimar.  There he stood, the great and 
+venerable poet, who had lived to see so much - the symbol of true and 
+pure human love, no hypocrite, openly confessing his human 
+weaknesses, but relying on his noble, good and imperishable heart, or 
+which it has been said Goethe’s heart, which but few people knew, was 
+as great as his intellect, which everybody knows.
+“It must have been an impressive moment, when the grand old Mason, 
+after receiving numerous ovations, responded by citing that 
+Masonic poem which shows us clearly how he, an aged man, had 
+retained eternal youth and love in his heart.  He praised 
+Freemasonry as the sublime and everlasting union of humanity.”
+The greatest of men have to die; Goethe was called to the Celestial 
+Lodge above on March 22, 1832.
+Pathetically, yet most beautifully, his last words were Masonic - 
+Masonic in the language of the Craft of all Freemasons of all lands 
+and all Rites know.  Perhaps this cry was but a physical craving for 
+increased illumination as his eyes failed him.  But thinking of his 
+life, and the stupendous gifts he made to mankind, the urge to learn, 
+to know, to reach out into the unknown for the solution of all 
+mystery, which breathes through many of his poems and dramas, it is 
+difficult to think of them except as symbolic of the man, his works, 
+his Freemasonry and his character.
+With his last breath, Goethe cried the immortal phrase 
+“More Light!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   October, 1932   No.10
+
+FROM WHENCE CAME WE?
+
+by: Unknown
+
+By common consent, the Missouri river flows into the Mississippi 
+river.  Yet, had geographers named them otherwise, the upper 
+Mississippi might have flowed into the Missouri!
+Stand near the mouth of the mighty river which drains a continent and 
+none will dispute you when you say “This is the Mississippi!”  No man 
+may pick up a cup of its water and say “this is the Missouri River 
+water, yonder is a drop or two of the Ohio; beyond flows some of the 
+Arkansas river.”  We know that the Mississippi river is made up that 
+tiny stream which rises in Lake Iraska in northern Minnesota, joined 
+by the Missouri, the Ohio, the Arkansas, the Red river, the 
+Minnesota, the Des Moines, the Illinois, the Yazoo.  Each of these 
+has a hundred tributaries; each of these tributaries is formed by 
+thousands of creeks, springs, runs, brooks - all combined flow into 
+the Gulf of Mexico as the mighty Mississippi. 
+It is a commonplace of primary education that the first colonies on 
+this continent began in Massachusetts, New York and Virginia.  
+Thirteen states formed the United States. An Empire was won by war 
+with the Indians, purchases from other nations and conquest of the 
+West.  Into this land of opportunity have poured people from all 
+other nations.  Negroes were imported from the savage African wilds a 
+few hundred years ago.  Irish, French, Germans, Russians, Polanders, 
+East Indians, Swedes and Norwegians; all came, settled, married, 
+intermarried - the melting pot melted, and from the poured metal came 
+the race of Americans.
+But - “from whence came the United States?  Where does the 
+Mississippi really rise?”
+No man may answer because the truth is so complex and has so many 
+ramifications.  Only when we lump them all in one phrase and say “The 
+United States originated in the world” and “the Mississippi comes 
+from all over the continent” do we phrase the truth and then, while 
+truthful, it is not an answer!
+Much the same is true of Freemasonry.  “From whence came we?” is as 
+unanswerable in a sentence, a paragraph, a page - aye, in a book - as 
+in a query as to the origin of the nation, or its mightiest river.  
+The United States is a product of time and all peoples; the 
+Mississippi is a product of a thousand streams; Freemasonry is the 
+product of a hundred cults, religions, organizations, crafts, guilds, 
+beliefs ideas and associations.
+Masonic historians are generally agreed on its course for a hundred 
+years back, at least.  The most cautious critic will not deny that 
+the Mississippi is the Mississippi, and not some other river or 
+combination of rivers, at least from the Gulf to Cairo, where the 
+Ohio empties - or it is the Mississippi which empties into the Ohio?  
+Documentary evidence sufficient for any court of law carries the 
+Masonic stream back at least two hundred and fifteen years, to the 
+formation of the Mother Grand Lodge in London, in 1717.
+The vast majority of Masonic historians go confidently much further.  
+Comparatively few dispute that Freemasonry as we know it 
+(Speculative) is an outgrowth of an older Operative Masonry, composed 
+of builders, architects, stone cutters and setters.  But before them 
+- what?
+Our earliest document (Regius Poem) is dated with considerable 
+confidence about A.D. 1390  But it is obviously a copy of an older 
+document or documents, and speaks of a Craft evidently full grown, 
+working and organized.  From whence came it?
+A chorus answers “From York, England, in the year 926!” 
+And before it can be interrupted, it speaks of the Regius Poem, the 
+Cooke Manuscript, the labors of Hughan, Mackey and others, as 
+evidence that the General assembly of Masons actually was held in the 
+old city at the date set forth.
+Without prejudice let us agree for the moment - but then, from whence 
+came those ancient York Masons?
+This time the answering chorus is deafening!  A very learned student 
+(A.E. Waite) offers the mystical theory - that Freemasonry is the 
+modern repository of the “Secret Doctrine” supposed to have been 
+preserved in many religions, in many lands, in all ages.  Leader 
+Scott and W. Ravenscroft (to mention only two) argue convincingly 
+that the Collegia, driven from Rome, took refuge on the island of 
+Comancina in Lake Como, there to preserve for centuries the arts and 
+knowledge of the masons of Rome, until the world was again ready for 
+the Master Builders.  The theories that Freemasonry originated among 
+the Kaballists, the Hermetists, the Rosicrucians, the Essenes or the 
+Drues have many devout believers.  Le Plongeon, the explorer, found 
+evidence which satisfied him that Freemasonry in a certain form 
+existed among the Mayas nearly twelve thousand years ago!
+Agree for a moment on one of these theories - consider that modern 
+Freemasonry is, indeed, a lineal descendant from the Roman Collegia, 
+“Via” the Comacine Masters.  Again we come to the question - from 
+whence came the Roman Collegia?
+Answers are not lacking!  “From the Dionysian Articifers, from the 
+Eleusinian Mysteries, from the religion of ancient Egypt” - the 
+choice is wide and the field free.  But always the searcher for truth 
+ends with a question; no matter how far back he carries his stream of 
+investigation; no matter how well satisfied he is that it is the 
+Missouri which flows into the Mississippi; that Americans are direct 
+descendants from Anglo-Saxons; always the question remains - From 
+whence?  From whence comes the first river?  From whence came those 
+who founded the nation?  From whence came those who began the 
+Eleusinian Mysteries; the progenitors of the Dionysian Articifers; 
+where did the priests of Egypt obtain the legend of Isis and Osiris?
+The average brother in Lodge is apt to retort “Oh Well, these are all 
+side issues!  There must be have been some one main stem of 
+Freemasonry.  Perhaps all these other sources had something to do 
+with it, just as water from the Red River does get into the 
+Mississippi.  But there must be some one parent, some backbone of the 
+system, just as there is one stream which flows north and south, and 
+which is the Mississippi, and into which all others flow.”
+Alas, “There must have been” is not an argument!  It is merely a 
+supposition, based on everyday analogies; the tree has a trunk, and 
+many branches; the flower has a stem, and many leaves.  Therefore, 
+Freemasonry must have had trunk, and many branches; therefore, our 
+Order must have descended from this, or the other previous 
+association.
+It would be an intense satisfaction to many if “there must have been 
+a main stem of Freemasonry” could be proved to be true.  So far the 
+“proof” is of so many “main stems” that the logical minded cannot 
+admit any one to the exclusion of the others.
+No one can read Ravenscroft and Leader Scott - even the Comacine 
+article in the modern edition of Mackey’s encyclopedia - and not be 
+convinced that there is “something in it.”  But if the Comacine 
+theory is the real truth, we must cast aside a number of other 
+theories, each of which has excellent arguments and some evidence to 
+attest its verity.
+Questions as to origins are the more difficult of answer, because the 
+line of reasoning which satisfies one man leaves another critically 
+unbelieving.  One historian demands documents, written evidence, 
+something he can hold in his hand and read with his eye.  Another is 
+content to reason by similarities of practice.  Thus, 
+circumambulation is a descendant, through many religions, rites and 
+secret associations, from nature worship in general and fire worship 
+in particular.  Therefore, says this believer, the real origin of 
+Freemasonry must be looked for among the fire worshippers!  A third 
+man is led (or misled) by similarities of symbols.  The Chinese used 
+the square as a moral symbol at least four thousand years ago; the 
+“principle of acting on the square” was enunciated in the Far East 
+long before our Golden Rule was phrased.  But few, if any, contend 
+for ancient China as the cradle of modern Freemasonry.  As well 
+believe that because we trace the point within a circle to the most 
+ancient religion of India, therefore among the Parsees or the 
+Brahmins are the beginnings of Freemasonry to be found.
+Man’s early culture in all lands had certain similarities, which seem 
+to have been inevitable.  The bow and shaft was a means of making 
+fire in many primitive tribes.  No one race can claim the discovery 
+of weaving; indeed. primitive looms in lands as widely separated as 
+South America and Ireland show similarities of spreader and heddle, 
+which seem impossible, except as separate inventions of the same 
+thing by different people because of similar needs.
+It is reasonable to suppose that square, point and circle, triangle, 
+circumabulation, pillars, altar, compasses, gavel (to mention only a 
+few of the older symbols) were not the inventions or discoveries of 
+any one people, religion, association, priesthood or Craft; but the 
+product of needs as far flung as the ancient peoples of the earth.  
+If, indeed, there was “one point of origin” on the earth’s surface, 
+at which the first man came into being and from whose tribe all other 
+peoples are descended; and, if it could be proved that this one tribe 
+had a religion in which these symbols were associated with moral 
+teachings; then, indeed, we might with confidence answer the question 
+“From Whence Came We?”
+Needless to say, there is no such point, tribe, religion or symbol 
+known!
+It will be obvious that this paper does not attempt to answer the 
+question which is its title, with any hard and fast dogma.  Even the 
+orthodox school does not attempt a dogma.  Perhaps the most generally 
+accepted (orthodox) belief as to the beginning of Freemasonry may be 
+phrased somewhat as follows:  the Craft is a descendant of Operative 
+Masons.  There Operatives inherited from unknown beginnings, of which 
+there may have been several and probably many, practices and some 
+form of ritual.  Speculative Masonry, reaching back through Operative 
+Masonry, touches hands with those who followed unknown religions in 
+which, however, many of the Speculative principles must have been 
+taught by the use of symbols as old as mankind and therefore 
+universal, and not the product of any one people or time.
+This phrasing may draw criticism from those who are convinced of the 
+sufficiency of our knowledge of these “unknown beginnings.”  The 
+proponent of the Comacine theory will point to his Comacine knots, 
+and defy the orthodox to disprove the decent of modern Freemasonry 
+from the Roman Guilds.  He who believes that the legend of Hiram Abif 
+is the heart and center of Freemasonry in all ages, will demand 
+disproof of his belief that Isis and Osiris were its father and 
+mother!
+But the burden of proof rests with those who propose a theory!
+Freemasonry had no one origin, at any one city, in any one nation.  
+It was not formed by any one set of men, any one guild or 
+association, at any one building.
+Here a root descends to a religion; there a branch waves in the air 
+of an old mystery.  Yonder is a path to a guild of craftsmen; here a 
+devotee lays a symbol on its altar.  From primitive magic, from 
+ancient religions, from mysticism, symbolry, the occult, 
+architecture, history, Pagan rite and Christian observance; come each 
+with some influence.  The Jews had a part in it.  “The Greeks had a 
+word for it.”  Savages contributed; servants influenced it; 
+Kings made laws about it; humble men followed it.  Ages of time, 
+millions of men, thousands of cults, hundreds of localities, beliefs 
+as many as men who subscribed to them, all were drops which ran over 
+sands and rocks, the hills and the valleys of history, to unite in 
+this stream, that brook, this spring, that creek, this rivulet, that 
+water fall; which, running each into each, uniting one at a time, 
+gradually formed the river which we call Freemasonry.
+So consider, “all” the hypotheses may be correct.  No other theory 
+can reconcile the evidence and the arguments, nor is any other 
+viewpoint sufficiently elevated to get a true perspective of what we 
+know of this mighty torrent which we call the Ancient Craft.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   November, 1932   No.11
+
+SPRIG OF ACACIA
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Any discussion of the Acacia, important to Freemasonry as one of is 
+fundamental and most beautiful symbols, should begin with clearing 
+away a little of the “rubbish of the Temple” which results from the 
+careless writing of unlearned men.  So much has been published about 
+the Acacia which simply is not so that it is no wonder that 
+Freemasons are frequently confused as to what the plant really is, 
+how it came to be a symbol of immortality, and what its true place in 
+religious history may be.
+We cannot accurately denote a particular plant or tree as “the Acacia 
+plant” or “the Acacia tree” for the same reason that we cannot 
+accurately specify “the Rose bush” or “the pine tree.”  There are too 
+many varieties of roses, too many kinds of pine trees to distinguish 
+one from the other merely by the definite article.
+As botanists know more than four hundred and fifty varieties of 
+Acacia, “the acacia can be only the most general of terms, meaning 
+them all.”  So perhaps it is not to be wondered at that we find one 
+Masonic writer speaking of the “spreading leaves of the Acacia tree” 
+and another talking of “the low thorny shrub which is the Acacia.”
+We have no certainty that the trees and shrubs now growing in 
+Palestine are the same as those which flowered in Solomon’s era.  So 
+that it is not impossible that “Acacia totilis (in Arabic, Es-sant)” 
+and “Acacia Seyal (In Arabic Sayal)” grew to greater size three 
+thousand years ago than they do now.  But authorities doubt that the 
+Acacia which grows low, as a bush, and which in all probability must 
+have been the plant which one of the three plucked from the ground as 
+the “Sprig of Acacia,” ever grew large enough to supply boards three 
+feet wide.  Wynn Westcott says:  “The Acacia is the only tree of any 
+size which grows in the deserts of Palestine, but it has been doubted 
+that even it ever grew large enough to provide planks one and one-
+half cubits in width.”
+Scholars are united in saying the “Shittah Tree” of the Old Testament 
+is an Acacia; and that “Shittim”, the plural, refers to Acacia.  In 
+Joel (3-18), one of the poetic and beautiful prophecies of the Old 
+Testament, we read:
+“And it shall come to pass in that day, that the mountains shall drop 
+down new wine, and the hills shall flow with milk, and all the rivers 
+of Judah shall flow with waters, a fountain shall come forth of the 
+house of the Lord, and shall water the valley of Shittim.”
+Commentators place the “valley of Shittim” as possibly the Kidron of 
+Exekiel; but certainly as some dry, thirsty valley where the Acacia, 
+which flourished where other plants perished from lack of water, was 
+known to grow; another reason for thinking the original Acacia which 
+Freemasons revere was the smaller shrub, rather than the large tree.
+Inasmuch as Akakia” in Greek signifies “Innocence,” it was wholly 
+natural for Hutcheson (Spriti of Masonry, 1795) to connect the 
+Masonic plant with the Greek definition.  He said:
+“We Masons, describing the deplorable state of religion under the 
+Jewish Law, speak in figures; “Her Tomb was in the rubbish and filth 
+cast forth of the Temple, and Acacia wove its branches over her 
+monument;” “akakia” being the Greek word for innocence, or being free 
+from sin, implying that the sins and corruptions of the old law and 
+devotees of the Jewish altar had hid religion from those who sought 
+her, and she was only to be found where innocence survived under the 
+banner of the Divine Lamb; and as to ourselves, professing that we 
+were to be distinguished by our “Acacy,” or as true “Acacians,” in 
+our religious faith and tenets.”
+It is now well understood that Hutcheson, great as is the debt we owe 
+him, was too anxious to read a Christian interpretation into 
+everything Masonic to be considered as infallible.  While the 
+coincidence of the Greek word our name for the Shittah-Tree is 
+suggestive, it hardly seems sufficient to read “innocence” into the 
+symbol when it already has so sublime a significance.
+Mackey considers the acacia also as a symbol of initiation, because 
+sacred plants were symbolical of initiation in many of the Ancient 
+Mysteries, from which Freemasonry derived so much.  The modern 
+Masonic scholar is rather apt to pass over this meaning, he is also 
+thinking that a symbol already so rich needs no further meanings to 
+make it important and beautiful.
+Apparently the beginning of the association of the acacia with 
+immortality is in the legend of Isis and Osiris, one of the oldest 
+myths of mankind, traced back into Egypt many thousands of years 
+before the Christian era.  Its beginnings, like those of all legends 
+which have endured, are shrouded in the mist which draws a veil 
+between us and the days before history.
+According to the legend, Osiris, who was at once both King and God of 
+the Egyptians, and was tricked by his brother Typhon (who was very 
+jealous of Osiris), during the King’s absence on a beneficent mission 
+to his people.  Later, at a feast provided for the King-God’s 
+pleasure, Typhon brought a large chest, beautiful in workmanship, 
+valuable in the extreme, and offered it as a gift to whoever 
+possessed a body which best fitted the chest.  When Osiris entered 
+the box, Typhon caused the lid to shut and fastened; after which the 
+whole was thrown into the Nile.
+Currents carried it to Byblos, Phoenicia, and cast it ashore at the 
+foot of an acacia tree.  The tree grew rapidly and soon encased the 
+chest holding the body of Osiris.
+When Isis, faithful queen, learned of the fate of her husband she set 
+out in search of the body.  Meanwhile the King of the Land where the 
+acacia concealed the body, admiring the tree’s beauty, cut it down 
+and made of its trunk, a column.  Learning this, Isis became nurse to 
+the King’s children and received the column as her pay.  In the tree 
+trunk, preserved, was the body of Osiris.
+During their long captivity at the hands of the Egyptians; what more 
+natural than that the Israelites should take for their own a symbol 
+already old, and make of the “Shittah-Tree” a symbol of immortality, 
+just as had been done in Egypt?
+It is perhaps to much to say that Israelites were the first to plant 
+a sprig of acacia at the had of a grave as a symbol of immortality.  
+But that they did so in ancient times is stated by many historians.  
+Dalcho assigns a novel reason for this practice; that as the Codens, 
+or Priests, were forbidden to step upon or over a grave, it was 
+necessary that spots of internment be marked, and, the acacia being 
+common, it was elected for the purpose.
+Mackey disagrees with Dalcho as to these reasons for marking a grave 
+with a living plant.  Perhaps the origin of the custom is not 
+important; certain it is that all peoples in almost all ages have 
+planted or laid flowers on the graves of those they love, as a symbol 
+of the resurrection and a future life.  The lily of the modern 
+church, the rosemary which is for remembrance, the sprig of acacia of 
+the ancient Israelites and the modern Mason, have all the same 
+meaning upon a grave - the visual expression of the dearest hope of 
+all mankind.
+It is both curious and interesting to learn that many trees, in many 
+climes, have been symbols of immortality.  India gave to Egypt the 
+lotus, long a sacred plant; the Greeks thought the myrtle the tree of 
+immortal life, and the mistletoe, which survives in our lives merely 
+as a pleasant diversion at Christmas, was held by the Scandavavians 
+and the Druids as sacred as we consider the acacia.
+Association of a plant and immortality is emphasized in the New 
+Testament - see John 12:24:
+“Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the 
+ground and die, it abideth alone; but if it die, it bringeth forth 
+much fruit.”
+Also familiar passages from St. Paul (First Corinthians 15:36,37) 
+used so much in funeral services:
+“Thou fool, that which thou sowest is not quickened, except it die; 
+and that which thou sowest, thou sowest not that body that shall be, 
+but bare grain, it may chance of wheat, or of some other grain . . .”
+Finally we find in our own stately prayer in the Master’s Degree, 
+such a coupling up of a tree and life immortal; “For there is hope of 
+a tree if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the 
+tender branches thereof will not cease.” - which of course, is taken 
+from Job 14:7.
+Thus there is ample historical recognition of the connection between 
+that which grows and dies and grows again, and the idea of 
+immortality; we do not have to consider the undoubted fact that 
+“shittah-trees” cut to form beams of house, often sprouted branches 
+even when they had no roots, nor our own thought of almost any 
+variety of pine as “the evergreen, or ever living” tree, to see that 
+there is much background behind the symbol.
+It is one of the glories of Freemasonry that so much has been made of 
+the symbol, so dear and deep a meaning vested in it, that it has 
+almost equaled the square as Freemasonry’s nearest and dearest.
+All that was mortal on Tyrian lay murdered in a grave “dug six feet 
+due east and west.”  The genius of the Temple was no more.  No more 
+designs upon the trestleboard; no more glorious architecture to come 
+from that mighty brain; no more holding of meetings with Solomon and 
+Hiram in the Sanctum Sanctorum - the Widow’s Son was dead!
+Of those who search one finds a sprig of acacia.  Oh, immortal story; 
+thrice immortal ritual makers, who coupled together a resurrection 
+and a sprig of green!  True, he whose mother was of the Tribe of 
+Naphtali was destroyed, but his genius lived, his spirit marched on, 
+his virtues were recorded in stone and in the hearts of those who 
+built on Mt. Moriah’s heights.
+For at least two hundred years and probably much longer the sprig of 
+acacia has held Freemasonry’s premier teaching.  The grave is not the 
+end.  Bodies die and decay, but something “which bears the nearest 
+affinity to that which pervades all nature and which never, never, 
+dies,” rises from the grave to become one of that vast throng which 
+has preceded us.  Error can slay, as can evil and selfish greed, but 
+not permanently.  That which is true and fair and fine cannot be 
+destroyed.  Its body may be murdered, its disappearance may be 
+effected, the rubbish of the Temple and a temporary grave may conceal 
+it for a time, but where is interred that which is mortal, there 
+grows an evergreen or ever living sprig of acacia - acacia none the 
+less that it may be a spiritual sprig, a plant not of the earth, 
+earthly.
+When he who was weary, plucked at a sprig of acacia, he had “evidence 
+of things not seen.”  When we toss the little sprig of evergreen 
+which is our usual cemetery “sprig of acacia” into the open grave of 
+one of our brethren who has stepped ahead upon the path we all must 
+tread, we give evidence of belief in a “thing not seen.”
+For never a man has seen the spirit of one who has gone, or visioned 
+the land where no shadows are.  If we see it in our dreams, we see by 
+faith, not eyes.  But we can see the acacia - we can look back 
+through the dragging years to the legend of  Osiris and think that 
+even as the acacia grew about his body to protect it until Isis might 
+find it, so does the acacia of Freemasonry bloom above the casket 
+from which, in the solemn words of Ecclesiastes “the spirit shall 
+return unto God who gave it.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.X   December, 1932   No.12
+
+THE ALL-SEEING EYE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+In the modern Masonic ritual the All-Seeing Eye is combined with the 
+Sword, pointed at a Naked Heart; which latter emblem apparently came 
+to American Freemasonry through Webb.  The quotation from his Monitor 
+(1797) is as follows:
+“The Sword pointing to a Naked Heart demonstrates that justice will 
+sooner or later overtake us, and although our thoughts, words and 
+actions may be hidden from the yes of man, yet the All Seeing Eye, 
+whom the Sun, Moon and Stars obey, and under whose watchful care even 
+comets perform their stupendous revolutions, pervades the whole, and 
+will reward us according to our merits.”
+The Sword and Naked Heart were probably adopted by Preston from early 
+initiation ceremonies of the Continent, probably French, in which 
+even today we find some degrees of some rites dressed with swords 
+which are pointed at the candidate.  But the essential part of this 
+symbol, the All-Seeing eye, is hoary with antiquity, and, in one form 
+or another, has been identified with early religions and mysteries 
+from their beginnings.
+It seems natural for men to personify his members in order to 
+symbolize a virtue.  The foot is universally a symbol of swiftness; 
+the arm, of strength; the hand, of fidelity.  The hand we extend to 
+clasp that of a friend must be open, showing it contains no weapon; 
+the knight of old removed his mailed gauntlet before offering his 
+hand, to indicate that he greeted a friend from whom he feared no 
+attack.  From this we get our modern concept that it is good manners 
+to remove a glove before shaking hands.
+The eye was adopted early as a symbol of watchfulness, for reasons 
+too obvious to set forth.  By a natural transition, the watchful eye 
+never slept, and which thus saw everything, speedily became the 
+symbol of Deity.
+Hear the Psalmist (XXXIV):  “The eyes of the Lord are upon the 
+righteous, and his ears are open unto their cry.”
+Again (CXXI), “He that keepeth thee will not slumber.  
+Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.”
+A Proverb reads:  “The yes of the Lord are in every place, beholding 
+the evil and the good.”
+Egypt symbolized her God and King, Osiris, by a open eye; it was in 
+all the Temples, and is frequently found sculptured in stone together 
+with a throne and a square, symbolic of Osiris’ power and rectitude.
+One of the great curiosities of the world is the similarity, often 
+identity, of ideas, inventions, discoveries, conceptions of peoples 
+far removed, the one from the other, both in time and geographical 
+location.  The primitive loom, for instance, is strikingly similar in 
+Egypt, India, South America, Africa and among the Esquimaux.  The 
+Swastika (symbol made of four joined squares), often termed the 
+oldest of symbols, is to be found literally all over the world.  So 
+is the point within a circle, and the square as an emblem is found in 
+early Egypt, Rome and China, to mention only three.
+It is not surprising, therefore, to find so obvious a symbol as a 
+watchful eye typifying Deity in the uttermost ends of the earth.  
+That it was called the “All-Seeing Eye” in Vedic hymns a thousand 
+years older than Christianity, and in a land as far as India from 
+that we are wont to consider the cradle of Masonry, is a fact to make 
+any student think.
+Forty years ago the Reverend J.P. Oliver Minos drew Masonic attention 
+to one of the Ric-Veda Hymns especially addressed to “Surya,” or the 
+Sun:
+“Behold, the rays of dawn, like heralds, lead on high.
+The Sun, that men may see the great all knowing God.
+The Stars slink off like thieves, in company with Night,
+Before the All-Seeing Eye, whose beams reveal his presence,
+Gleaming like brilliant flames, to nation after nation.”
+In the religions of India the eye is of high importance and 
+prominence.  Suva; one of the most important of the Gods of India, is 
+pictured with three eyes, one more brilliant than the other two.  
+Drawings are for sale in the market places of Benares and other 
+Indian cities which visiting Masons often think are Masonic, merely 
+because they portray the All-Seeing Eye.  Indian religious devotees 
+consider the peacock a sacred bird because of the resemblance of the 
+feathers to an eye.
+As a symbol of Deity the eye is a natural hieroglyph.  
+The connotation of sleeplessness, vision, knowledge is easily grasped 
+by even a child-like intellect.  But it is also, and for the same 
+reason, a symbol of the sun; indeed, sun worship antedated almost 
+all, if not all, other forms of worship.
+The sun was worshipped by too many peoples in too many lands and ages 
+to attempt to catalog here.  Shamash was sun God to Assyrians, 
+Merodach to the Chaldees, Ormuzd to the Persians, Ra to the 
+Egyptians, Tezzatlipoca to the Mexicans, Helios to the Greeks and Sol 
+to the Romans to mention only a few.
+The sun is the source of a hundred myths; familiar is that of Helios, 
+who drove his chariot daily across the sky.  The Scandinavian God 
+Sunna was in constant dread of being devoured by the wolf Fenris 
+(symbol of the eclipse); Phaeton was the son of Phoebus, the sun, and 
+stole his fathers chariot to drive across the heavens.  Unable to 
+control the fiery steeds, he came to near the earth and parched Libya 
+into a land of barren sands, blackening the inhabitants of Africa and 
+so heating that continent that it never recovered normal temperature!  
+Had not Zeus transfixed him with a thunderbolt, he would have 
+destroyed the world.
+Modern poets and ancient have sung of the sun as thee eye of day; we 
+recall:
+“The night has a thousand eyes And the day but one
+But the light of the whole world dies When the day is done.”
+Diogenes Laeritus thought of the sun as an incorruptible heavenly 
+being when he wrote:
+“The sun, too shines into cesspools and is not polluted.”
+Dryden translated Ovid to read:
+“The glorious lamp of heaven, The radiant sun, Is nature’s eye.”
+Hear Milton:
+“Thou sun!  Of this great world both eye and soul!”
+Freemasonry does not make of the eye a symbol of the sun.  Her All-
+Seeing Eye is one emblem, her sun another, each with a distinct 
+meaning.  One of the Lesser Lights represents the sun; the sun shines 
+out from between the legs of the compasses, open sixty degrees on a 
+quadrant, in the Past Master’s Jewel, all symbolic of the Masonic 
+light which must come from the East from which comes all truth.
+It has been written:  “The sun is the symbol of sovereignty, the 
+hieroglyphic of royalty, it doth signify absolute authority,:  By 
+analogy, if the lodge is the symbol of the world, then the Master, 
+who controls the time of opening and closing, may well have one of 
+the Lesser Lights as his symbol.  Mackey goes further to say that the 
+Master is “himself” a symbol of the rising sun , the Junior Warden of 
+the sun at meridian, and the Senior Warden of the setting sun, just 
+as the Mysteries of India the three chief priests symbolize Bramha, 
+the rising sun, Siva, the meridian, and Vishnu the setting sun.
+In the Orphic mysteries the sun was thought to generate, as from an 
+egg, and come forth with power to triplicate himself; triple power 
+(such as is found in a Lodge under a Master, Senior and Junior 
+Warden) is an idea as old as mythology, as may be seen in the trident 
+of Neptune, the three-forked lightning of Jove, the three-headed 
+Cerebus of Pluto.
+See how fitly the sun, as a symbol of authority, the sun, as man’s 
+earliest deity, and the sun, as origin of the eye as a symbol of God, 
+can be united.  In his “Symbolic Language” Wemyss wrote:
+“The sun may be considered to be an emblem of Divine truth because 
+the sun, or the light of which it is the source, is not only manifest 
+in itself, but makes other things manifest; so one truth detects, 
+reveals and manifests another, as all truths are dependent on and 
+connected with each other, more or less.”
+So does the Master make Masonic truth manifest to the brethren; so 
+does the Great Architect manifest His Divine truth to all men.
+If it is further necessary to show a connection between eye and sun, 
+sun and God, and thus eye and God; refer again to the passage from 
+Webb, which couples the All-Seeing Eye with the sun, moon and stars.
+Sufficient has been said to make it evident that the All-Seeing Eye 
+is not a modern symbol, or one lightly to be regarded or passed over 
+in silence, merely because modern ritual makes comparatively little 
+of it.  Alas, many brethren are so ill-instructed in the ancient 
+Craft that it is a matter of some wonder to them why officer’s 
+aprons, when decorated with emblems so often have the All-Seeing Eye 
+upon the flap; why that pregnant symbol is so frequently engraved 
+upon working tools, or the square and compasses which lie upon the 
+Altar.
+Throughout the Craft emphasis is put upon the number three; three 
+Light (greater and lesser); three steps on the Master’s carpet; three 
+steps at the beginning of the Winding Stairs; three principal 
+officers; three degrees; three due guards; etc. ,etc.  The number 
+three is but another way of expressing the idea of a triangle, one of 
+man’s earliest, if not the earliest symbol for Deity, inasmuch as it 
+is the simplest closed figure (signifying endlessness) which can be 
+formed with straight lines.
+The emphasis upon three, then, is Freemasonry’s symbol of omneity of 
+Deity - His being without beginning or ending.
+The letter “G” as a symbol of Deity particularly speaks of the 
+reverence we owe to the supreme architect; His omniglory.
+Lodges are opened and closed with prayer, symbol of the loving 
+omnipresence of the Great Architect; Freemasons believe that where 
+two or three are gathered together in His name. there His is also, in 
+the midst of them.
+On our Altar lies His Holy Book, rule and guide of our faith, symbol  
+of His Omnipotence, since in it are the prophecies and histories of 
+the powers of the Most High.
+The All-Seeing Eye is significant of His Omniscience; that the 
+Supreme Architect sees all and knows all, even the hidden secrets of 
+the human heart.
+Here, indeed. is the kernel of the nut, the inner meaning of the 
+symbol which has come down to us from so many diverse ages, so many 
+religions, which has been interwoven with sun and pagan gods and 
+myths, nature religion and many kinds of worship, which was old when 
+Egypt was young and ancient when India was new.
+The All-Seeing Eye is to Freemasons the cherished symbol not only of 
+the power but of the mercy of God - since, as has been beautifully 
+said to comfort us who cannot always do as we know we should, or even 
+as we want - “to see all is to know all; to know all is to understand 
+all; to understand all is to forgive all.”
+Therefore the thinking Freemason has reverence for this symbol.  He 
+treats it not as one of many; rather as among those to be held in 
+tenderest thought and most precious memory.  The Sword pointing to 
+the Naked Heart may thunder of justice, but the All-Seeing Eye 
+whispers of justice tempered with complete understanding, which is 
+man’s most lovely conception of Him who judges erring men.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   January, 1933   No.1
+
+MOTHER LODGE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The tenderest of Masonic affections cling around this phrase; men 
+away from home have a longing for their Mother Lodge, indefinable in 
+words, as etherial as a flower-scent, as actual as the good standing 
+cards they carry in their pockets.
+But what is this that men call Mother Lodge?  Ritual-istically, a 
+Lodge is a legal number of brethren, assembled with a Charter, or 
+Warrant of Constitution, and the Three Great Knights of Masonry 
+properly arranged.  Legally, it is all the brethren whose names are 
+carried on the rolls, formed into an organization by recognition from 
+the Grand Lodge which gave them -or those they succeeded - life as a 
+part of the Grand Lodge family of Lodges.  Physically, a Lodge seems, 
+to the brethren who compose it, to be the room in the Temple in which 
+they meet.  Yet none of these definitions satisfy the thoughtful as 
+complete.
+While a Charter, or Warrant of Constitution, and the Three Great 
+Lights are necessary for holding a Lodge, the destruction of the 
+Charter, the loss of the Three Great Lights does not destroy the 
+Lodge.  Duplicate Charters may be issued; new Great Lights may be 
+obtained . . . Read the words of Brother J.C. Stewart, Cannongate 
+Kilwinning Lodge No.2, Edinburg, Scotland:
+Time’s ravages does Time repair,
+Time’s deepest wounds are healed by Time;
+The Master passes from the chair,
+The Warden to the Chair doth climb.
+Master and Warden soon are gone,
+The Lodge lives on, The Lodge lives on!
+The torch of light is handed down
+The ages that so swiftly flee;
+Out of our frailty comes renown
+And life from our mortality;
+The pomps of yesteryear are gone,
+The Lodge lives on, the Lodge lives on!`
+The Lodge cannot be “only” the brethren who compose it, as these 
+continually change.  A brother may be removed from the vicinity in 
+which his Mother Lodge meets, remain away fifty years, and return to 
+find every brother he knew when he first saw Masonic Light, gone to 
+the Grand Lodge Above.  Yet, his Mother Lodge remains.
+The Lodge cannot be “only” the room in which meetings are held.  
+Temples are temporary, Lodges move from room to room, sometimes from 
+town to town, or even State to State.  California Lodge No. 13, 
+District of Columbia, moved to California in 1849, and became 
+California Lodge No.1 in the Grand Lodge of that State; many Army 
+Lodges have traveled far.  Yet these are still Mother Lodges to those 
+brethren who are their sons.
+The difficulty of defining just what we so love as our Mother Lodge 
+is increased by the word “Lodge” having more than one meaning.  The 
+Church is an organized body of worshippers who meet in a church; burn 
+the edifice, the Church remains.  Used in this sense the Lodge is 
+that indefinable organization that meets in the lodge room.  The word 
+has come down to us from operative days, when workmen erecting a 
+Cathedral built a hut, or lodge, in which to keep the plans, meet and 
+talk over the work, use as a recreation hall in bad weather, even to 
+sleep in.   “Lodge” is a legitimate descendent of the good old Anglo-
+Saxon word “logian” meaning “to dwell.”  Spelled “logge” it is 
+mentioned in our oldest document, the Regius Poem, 1390. 
+When the word means an organized body of Freemasons, it is in 
+contradiction to a “Chapter” of Royal Arch Masons, a “Council” of 
+Cryptic Masons, a “Consistory” of Scottish Rite Masons, a 
+“Commandery” of Knights Templar.
+Occasionally the Lodge is a piece of furniture.  In the beautiful 
+ceremonies of consecration, Dedication and Constitution of a new 
+Lodge, the symbolic corn, wine and oil are sprinkled upon an actual 
+object, representing the Lodge.  Usually it is an oblong box, covered 
+with white cloth.  This use of an object called “The Lodge,” to 
+visualize the formation of the new organization, is very old; Preston 
+speaks of it in his “Illustrations of Masonry,” first edition. 1772, 
+as follows:
+“The Grand Master, attended by his Officers, and some dignified 
+Clergymen, form themselves in order around the Lodge, in the center; 
+and, all devoutly kneeling, the preparatory prayer is rehearsed.  The 
+Chaplain produces his authority, and being properly assisted proceeds 
+to consecrate.  Solemn music strikes up, and the necessary 
+preparations are made.  The first clause of the consecration prayer 
+is rehearsed, all devoutly kneeling; and the response is made, Glory 
+to God on High.  Incense is scattered over the Lodge and the Grand 
+Honors of Masonry are given.”
+The Mother Lodges of all men now living are Lodges of Master Masons.  
+They may, indeed, be “open on the First Degree” or “called off to the 
+Second Degree” but, according to Mackey, in these modern times no 
+“Lodge of Entered Apprentices” or a “Lodge of Fellowcrafts” can 
+exist.
+A Charter or Warrant which empowers them to work as a Lodge is given 
+to a certain number of “Master Masons.”  No Lodge can work without a 
+Master or Wardens.  A Master and his Wardens “must” be Master Masons.  
+All Lodges, then, are Lodges of Master Masons.  The phrase often 
+written in lodge minutes:  “The Lodge of Master Masons was closed and 
+a Lodge of Entered Apprentices opened” cannot be a statement of fact.  
+When a Lodge of Master Masons is “closed,” there is an end to the 
+work of the evening.  As a matter of fact the Lodge is “not closed” 
+when “work” is to be done on either of the first two degrees; it is 
+reopened “on the Entered Apprentice (or Fellowcraft) degree” either 
+by actual ceremony, or “calling off to” or “calling on to” the 
+appropriate degree.	
+Many modern Masonic jurists dispute this, and reference is made in 
+more than one Book of Constitutions and Code to “opening a Lodge of 
+Entered Apprentices,” as for a corner stone laying.  The general 
+practice of Grand Lodges, however, regardless of how their laws are 
+worded, is to open first on the Master Mason’s Degree, and then 
+either re-open,  or “dispense with labor on the Master Mason’s Degree 
+to call to labor on the entered Apprentice’s Degree.”
+In Operative days, Lodges were composed of Fellows of the Craft.  
+Attached were a certain number of Apprentices who became “Entered” 
+when they passed the novate and were enrolled on the books of the 
+Lodge.  At the heads of such Lodges were Master Masons - architects 
+and planners of great buildings.  These received and judged the 
+“Master’s Piece” made by Entered Apprentices who had served their 
+seven years and who desired to become Fellows.
+At the revival of Masonry in its Speculative form in the first Grand 
+Lodge (1717) Lodges worked only the Entered Apprentice’s Degree.  The 
+Fellowcraft Degree and the “Master’s Part” were conferred only in 
+Grand Lodge.  At that time all Lodges could truly be called Lodges of 
+Entered Apprentices,” from which date our custom of laying corner- 
+stones while open in the First Degree.  Shortly after the formation 
+of the Mother Grand Lodge, the degrees were written into their 
+present forms by Anderson and Desaugliers and, later, Preston.  All 
+Lodges were then given the right to confer all three degrees.  Since 
+that time - which also saw the beginning the practice of issuing 
+Warrants, - all Masonic Lodges have been made up of Master Masons.
+Lodges are created by Grand Lodge.  Seven or more brethren who desire 
+to form a new Lodge petition the Grand Master; if he so desires he 
+issues a Dispensation to hold a Lodge.  A Lodge U.D. can make Masons, 
+but do little else, and its Dispensation lasts only until Grand Lodge 
+meets, when it may or may not grant a Warrant to the U.D. Lodge to be 
+a regular Lodge.  Even after the granting of the Charter, or Warrant 
+of Constitution, the Lodge is not :duly constituted” and does not 
+become so until the Grand Master (or a brother he deputizes for the 
+purpose) and Grand Officers (or their representatives) perform the 
+ceremonies of Consecration, Dedication and constitution.
+This ancient ceremony differs as to ritual in the several 
+Jurisdictions, but the intent is the same in all, and the general 
+form very similar.  Proceedings are opened with a prayer.  The 
+Dedication is accomplished when the Grand Officers pour upon the 
+piece of furniture representing “The Lodge,” the “corn of 
+nourishment, the wine of refreshment and the oil of joy.”  
+Consecration is accomplished by a prayer to the Great Architect, and 
+Constitution by pronouncement from the Grand Master.  Comparatively 
+few brethren have an opportunity to see this ceremony; all should 
+read it in the Code, Ahiman Rezon or Book of Constitutions of the 
+Grand Lodge.
+The Entered Apprentice is informed that the form of the lodge is that 
+of an “oblong square.”  The apparently contradictory words come from 
+an antiquity to which the memory of man runneth not.  The “oblong 
+square” is the shape which our ancient progenitors imagined the world 
+to be, probably because the swing of the sun across the sky was 
+longer from east to west than its movement from north to south 
+between winter and summer.  Masonically, the words are not 
+contradictory, since the “oblong” is formed of four squares, no less 
+so that one leg of each is longer than the other.  The Pythagorean 
+Problem (forty seventh problem of Euclid) is usually, and always more 
+beautifully demonstrated with a square which has one leg longer than 
+the other, than with the familiar Master’s square with legs of equal 
+length.
+To us the Lodge is a symbol of the world, just as the “oblong square” 
+symbolized the shape of the world to our ancient brethren.  
+Ritualistically, a Lodge has the “vast proportions” of extending 
+indefinitely “from East to West” stretching “from earth to heaven,” 
+encompassing both center and circumference.  It is universal; not 
+located necessarily in one spot, confined to one room, one Temple, 
+one city.  In San Francisco a New York brother is still a member of 
+his Mother Lodge; in China the visitor to Peking Lodge (Massachusetts 
+dispensation) is still a member of his Boston Lodge.  Precious the 
+thought to many a wanderer that, wherever he is, there also is a bit 
+of his Mother Lodge. 
+Extending the idea of the universality of the Lodge is its covering, 
+the clouded canopy.  Our ancient brethren, holding their meetings on 
+high hills and low vales, knew no other roof.  Jacob envisioned his 
+ladder from earth to heaven, the rungs of which we name with the most 
+precious teachings which come from the Lodge - faith, hope and 
+charity.  Truly, the brother in a far city who thinks loving-ly of 
+his Mother Lodge has reason to carry her sacredly in his heart, since 
+size and extent, covering and lessons, are so great.
+Nor need for any sojourning brother, even if he be where there is no 
+Lodge for him to visit, to be without those appurtenances of every 
+Lodge - the furniture, the lights and the jewels.  Great Lights are 
+to be found the world over - in every hotel room is a Gideon Bible.  
+Square and Compasses hang from millions of watch chains, are on 
+countless rings, and their images are in the minds of every 
+Freemason.  He may keep three Lesser Lights burning in his heart, 
+though years may pass before he sees them around the Altar of his 
+Mother Lodge; and as for Ashlars, the Trestlboard, Square, Level and 
+Plumb; he is a poor Freemason indeed who does not keep them in his 
+memory, for use in everyday life.
+“My Mother Lodge!  What tenderest associations cling about the 
+phrase; with what veneration do loving Freemasons speak of “Old 
+Number 17” or “The Old Lodge” with “old” as a term of endearment.  
+With what pride do we think of the achievements of our Mother Lodge; 
+the brethren who went forth from her to war, the money she has given 
+to the Masonic Home, the square work she has done, the good men and 
+true she has selected to be her sons, the good times she has supplied 
+in innocent gaiety for her children, her tender care of the sick, 
+feeble and helpless; her comforting in grief those who have loved and 
+lost.”
+(“Foreign Countries”)
+Tenderest of sentiments, loveliest of memories, dearest of 
+associations cling about the Mother Lodge.  While men cherish so much 
+on the intangibles of the hidden land of the spirit, earthy, none 
+need fear that Freemasonry will pass away!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   February, 1933   No.2
+
+A MASTER’S WAGES
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“. . . travel in foreign countries and receive Master’s Wages.”
+Our Operative brethren received their Master’s Wages in coin of the 
+realm.
+Speculatives content themselves with intangible wages - and 
+occasionally some are hard pressed to explain to the wondering 
+initiate just what, in this practical age, a Master’s Wages really 
+are.
+The wages of a Master may be classified under two heads; first, those 
+inalienable rights which every Freemason enjoys as a result of fees, 
+initiation and the payment of annual dues to his Lodge; second, those 
+more precious privileges which are his if he will but stretch out his 
+hand to take.
+The first right of which any initiate is conscious is that of passing 
+the Tiler and attending his Lodge, instead of being conducted through 
+the West gate as a preliminary step to initiation.  For a time this 
+right of mingling with his new brethren is so engrossing that he 
+looks no further for his Master’s Wages.  Later he learns that he 
+also has the right of visitation in other Lodges, even though it is a 
+“right” hedged about with restrictions.  He must be in good standing 
+to exercise it.  It will be denied him should any brother object to 
+his visit.  If he is unaffiliated, in most Jurisdictions, he can 
+exercise it but once in any one Lodge.  If private business (such as 
+election of officers or a lodge trial, etc.) is scheduled, the Master 
+of the Lodge  he would visit may refuse him entrance.  But in general 
+this right of visiting other Lodges is a very real part of what may 
+be termed his concrete Master’s Wages, and many are the Freemasons 
+who find in it a sure cure for loneliness in strange places; who 
+think of the opportunity to find welcome and friends where otherwise 
+they would be alone, as wages of substantial character.
+The opportunities to see and hear the beautiful ceremonies of 
+Freemasonry, to take from them again an again a new thought, are 
+wages not to be lightly received. For him with the open ears and the 
+inquiring mind, the degrees lead to a new world, since familiarity 
+with ritual provides the key by which he may read an endless stream 
+of books about Freemasonry.
+The Craft has a glorious history; a symbolism the study of which is 
+endless; a curious legal structure of which law-minded men never 
+tire’ is so interwoven with the story of the nation as to make the 
+thoughtful thrill; joins hands with religion in the secret places of 
+the heart in a manner both tender and touching.  These “foreign 
+countries” have neither gate nor guard at the frontier . . . the 
+Master Mason may cross and enter at his will, sure of wages wherever 
+he wanders within their borders.
+Master’s Wages are paid in acquaintances.  Unless a newly-made Master 
+Mason is so shy and retiring that he seeks the farthest corner of his 
+Lodge Room, there to sit and shrink into himself, inevitably he will 
+become acquainted with many men of many minds, always an interesting 
+addition to the joy of life.  What he does with his acquaintances is 
+another story, but at least the wages are there, waiting for him.
+No honest man insures his house thinking it will burn, but the 
+insurance policy in the safe is a great comfort, well worth all that 
+it costs.  It speaks of help should fire destroy his home; it assures 
+that all its owner has saved in material wealth will not be lost 
+should carelessness or accident start a conflagration.
+No honest man becomes a Freemason thinking to ask the Craft for 
+relief. Yet the consciousness that poor is the Lodge and sodden the 
+hearts of the brethren thereof from which relief will not be 
+forthcoming if the need is bitter, is wages from which comfort may be 
+taken.
+Freemasonry is not, “re se,” a relief organization.  It does not 
+exist merely for the purpose of dispensing charity.  Nor has it great 
+funds with which to work its gentle ministrations to the poor.  Fees 
+are modest; dues are often too small rather than too large.  Yet, for 
+the brother down and out, who has no coal for the fire, no food for 
+his hungry child, whom sudden disaster threatens, the strong arm of 
+the Fraternity stretches forth to push back the danger.  The cold are 
+warmed, the hungry fed, the naked clothed, the jobless given work, 
+the discouraged heartened.
+Master’s Wages, surely far greater than the effort put forth to earn 
+them.
+Relief is not limited to a brother’s own Lodge.  In most 
+Jurisdictions there is a Masonic Home, in which, at long last, a 
+brothers weary body may rest, his tired feet cease their wandering.  
+No Freemason who has visited any Masonic Home and there seen old 
+brethren and their widows eased down the last long hill in peace and 
+comfort; the children of Masons under friendly influences which 
+insure safe launching of little ships on the sea of life; comes away 
+thankful that there is such a haven for him, should he need it, even 
+if he hopes never to ask for its aid. 
+Stranded in a strange place, no Freemason worries about getting aid.  
+In all large centers is a Board of Masonic Relief to hear his story, 
+investigate his credentials and start the machinery by which his 
+Lodge may help him.  In smaller places is almost invariably a Lodge 
+with brethren glad to give a sympathetic hearing to his troubles.  To 
+the brother in difficulty in what to him is a “foreign country,” 
+ability to prove himself a Freemason is Master’s Wages, indeed.
+Freemasonry is strong in defense of the helpless.  The Widow and the 
+orphan need ask but once to receive bounty.  All brethren hope to 
+support their own, provide for their loved ones, but misfortune comes 
+to the just and unjust alike.  To be one of a world wide brotherhood 
+on which widow and child may call is of untold comfort, Master’s 
+Wages more precious than the coin of gold.
+Finally is the right of Masonic burial.  At home or abroad no 
+Freemason, know to desire it, but is followed to his last home by 
+sorrowing brethren who lay him away under the apron of the Craft and 
+the Sprig  of Acacia of immortal hope.  This, too, is Wages of a 
+Master.
+“Pay the Craft their Wages, if any be due . . .”
+To some the practical wages briefly mentioned above are the important 
+payments for a Freemason’s work.  To others, the more intangible but 
+none the less beloved opportunities to give, rather than get, are the 
+Master’s Wages which count them.
+Great among these is the Craft’s opportunity for service.  The world 
+is full of chances to do for others, and no man need apply to a 
+Masonic Lodge only because he wants a chance to “do unto others as he 
+would others do unto him.”  But Freemasonry offer peculiar 
+opportunities to unusual talents which are not always easily found in 
+the profane world. 
+There is always something to do in a Lodge.  There are always 
+committees to be served - and committee work is usually thankless 
+work.  He who cannot find his payment in his satisfaction of a task 
+well done will receive no Master’s Wages for his labors on Lodge 
+committees. 
+There are brethren to be taught.  Learning all the “work” is a man’s 
+task, not to be accomplished in a hurry.  Yet it is worth the doing, 
+and in instructing officers and candidates many a Mason has found a 
+quiet joy which is Master’s Wages pressed down and running over.
+Service leads to the possibility of appointment or election to the 
+line of officers.  There is little to speak of the Master’s Wages 
+this opportunity pays, because only those who have occupied the 
+Oriental Chair know what they are.  The outer evidence of the 
+experience may be told, but the inner spiritual experience is 
+untellable because the words have not been invented.
+But Past Masters know!  To them is issued a special coinage of 
+Master’s Wages which only a Worshipful Master may earn.  Ask any of 
+them if they do not pay well for the labor.
+If practical Master’s Wages are acquaintances in Lodge, the enjoyment 
+of fellowship, merged into friendship, is the same payment in larger 
+form.  Difficult to describe, the sense of being one of a group, the 
+solidarity of the circle which is the Lodge, provides a satisfaction 
+and pleasure impossible to describe as it is clearly to be felt.  It 
+is interesting to meet many men of many walks of life; it is heart-
+warming continually to meet the same group, always with the same 
+feeling of equality.  High and low, rich and poor, merchant and 
+money-changer, banker and broom-maker, doctor and ditch-digger all 
+meet on the level, and find it happy - Master’s Wages, value 
+untranslatable into money.
+Ethereal as a flower scent, dainty as a butterfly’s wing, yet to some 
+as strong as any strand of the Mystic Tie all Freemasons know and 
+none describe, is that feeling of being a part of the historic past.  
+To have knelt at the same Altar before which George Washington 
+prayed; to have taken the same obligation which bound our brethren of 
+the Mother Grand Lodge of 1717; to be spiritually kin with Elias 
+Ashmole; to feel friendly with Oliver, Preston, Krause, Goethe, Sir 
+Christopher Wren, Marshall, Anthony Sayer to mention only a few; to 
+be a brother of Craftsmen who formed the Boston Tea Party; to stand 
+at Bunker Hill with Warren and ride with brother Paul Revere; to be 
+an apprentice at the building of St. Paul’s; to learn the Knot from a 
+Comacine Master; to follow the Magister in a Roman “Collegium,” aye, 
+even to stand awed before those mysteries of ancient peoples, and 
+perhaps see a priest raise the dead body of Osiris from a dead level 
+to a living perpendicular - these are mental experiences not to be 
+forgotten when counting up Master’s Wages.
+Finally - and best - is the making of many friends.  
+Thousands of brethren count their nearest and their dearest friends 
+on the rolls of the Lodge they love and serve.  The Mystic Tie makes 
+for friendship  It attracts man to man and often draws together 
+“those who might otherwise have remained at a perpetual distance.”  
+The teachings of broth-erly love, relief and truth; of temperance, 
+fortitude, prudence and justice; the inculcation of patriotism and 
+love of country, are everyday experiences in a Masonic Lodge.  When 
+men speak freely those thoughts which, in the world without, they 
+keep silent, friendships are formed.
+Count gain for work well done in what coin seems most valuable; the 
+dearest of the intangibles which come to any Master Mason are those 
+Masonic friendships than which there “are” no greater Master’s Wages.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   April, 1933   No.4
+
+THE RITE OF DISCALCEATION
+
+by: Unknown
+
+A candidate for initiation into a Masonic Lodge often finds odd those 
+requirements which he must fulfill in order to do as have all good 
+brothers and fellows who have gone this way before.  Indeed, that 
+preparation often remains a puzzle to him, since the ritualistic 
+explanation is only partial.  Not only does the newly made brother, 
+bewildered by the new world into which he is thrust, investigate 
+further to ascertain if all was told him which might have been; to 
+learn a still further meaning to the ceremony and symbol which the 
+passage in Ruth purports to make plain.
+Those who read the fourth chapter of the immortal Book of Ruth will 
+note especially the seventh and eight verses:
+“Now this was the manner in former times in Israel concerning 
+redeeming and concerning changing, for to confirm all things; a man 
+plucked off his shoe, and gave it to his neighbor; and this was a 
+testimony in Israel.
+“Therefore the kinsman said unto Boaz, Buy it for Thee.  So he drew 
+off his shoe.”
+“Redeeming” here means the taking back or recovery of  land or 
+property pledged for a debt; 
+“changing” refers to the transfer of ownership.  As both were then, 
+as now, matters of importance, it is evident that the plucking off of 
+the shoe, as a pledge of honor and fair dealing, was of equal 
+importance, comparable with our swearing to our signatures to 
+documents before a Notary Public,
+Note that “to confirm all things a man plucked off his shoe. . .” not 
+his “Shoes.”
+Taking off one and handing it to him with whom a covenant was made 
+was a symbol of sincerity.Removing “both” shoes signified quite 
+another thought.
+These are separate and distinct symbols - in Freemasonry both are 
+used - and it is wise to distinguish between the two, not to miss the 
+beautiful implications of entering that place which is holy with both 
+feet bare.
+The Rite of Discalceation - from the Latin, “discalceatus,” meaning 
+“unshod” - is world wide.  Freemasonry’s ritual of the entered 
+Apprentice Degree refers to the passage in Ruth.  In the Master’s 
+Degree the reference is not verbal but an act which differs in 
+meaning from that in the first degree.
+In all probability Freemasonry takes this symbol from other sources 
+than the Old Testament; obviously any system of teaching which is the 
+result of the coming together of a thousand faiths, philosophies, 
+rites, religions, guilds and associations, must have received so 
+common a symbol from more than one source, although the Great Light 
+does contain it.  In the Old Testament are several passages which 
+make removal of shoes quite a different gesture than that described 
+in the passage from Ruth.	
+Exodus (III:5) states:  “Draw not nigh hither; put off thy shoes off 
+thy feet, for the place whereon thou standest is holy ground.”
+In Joshua (V:15) we find:  “And the Captain of the Lord’s Host said 
+unto Joshua, Loose thy shoe from off thy foot; for the place whereon 
+thou standest is holy.”
+Ecclesiastes (V:1) reads:  “Keep thy foot when thou goest to the 
+house of God.”
+The association of the removal of footwear when treading holy ground 
+is a fairly obvious symbol.  Sandals or other footgear were used to 
+protect, not the ground, but the feet, both from injury and from 
+filth.  To wear such protections in holy places, by inference stated 
+that the holy place was harmful to feet, or was dirty!  It is similar 
+in thought-content to the world wide custom of men removing the hat 
+in church.  The Knight removed his helmet in the presence of those he 
+did not fear.  He was safe in church; the removal of his protection 
+against a blow was his acknowledgment that in a sanctuary not even an 
+enemy would assail him.
+We know the custom was wide spread, not confined to Israel; from many 
+sources.  Thus, Pythagoras instructed his disciples to “offer 
+sacrifices with thy shoes off.”  In all the eastern religious 
+edifices the worshipper removes his shoes in order not to defile the 
+temple with that which touches the profane earth.  Maimonides, 
+expounder of ancient Jewish law, says:  “It was not lawful for a man 
+to come into the mountain of God’s home with his shoes on his feet, 
+or with his staff, or in his working garments, or with dust on his 
+feet.”  The custom was found in Ethiopia, ancient Peru, the England 
+of the Druids.  Adam Clark thought the custom so general in the 
+nations of antiquity that he quoted it as one of the thirteen proofs 
+that the whole human race descended from one family.
+The Rite of discalceation becomes the more beautiful as we progress 
+through the degrees.  At first it is only a voluntary testimony of 
+sincere and truthful intentions; later it is an act of humility, 
+signifying that he who removes his shoes knows that he enters that 
+which must not be defiled by anything unworthy.
+The word “humility” must be strictly construed that it be not 
+confused with its derivative, “humiliation.”
+He who is “humble” but acknowledges supremacy in another, or the 
+greatness of a power or principle; he who is “humiliated” is made to 
+feel unworthy, not in reverence to that which is greater than he, but 
+for the personal aggrandizement of the humiliator.  A man removes his 
+hat upon entering a home, in the presence of women, or in a church, 
+not as a symbol of humility, but of reverence.  The worshipper 
+removes his shoes on entering a holy place for the same reason..  He 
+who walks “neither barefoot nor shod” offers mute testimony - even 
+though, as yet uninstructed, he knows it not - that he is sincere.  
+Who walks with both feet bare, signifies that he treads upon that 
+which is hallowed.
+Freemasonry does not stress in words this meaning of the Rite of 
+Discalceation for very good reasons; throughout our system the  
+explanation of our rites concerns always the simplest aspect.  The 
+fathers of our ritual were far too wise in the ways of the hearts of 
+men to teach the abstruse first, and go then to the east.  Rather did 
+they begin with that which is elementary; then, very often , our 
+ritual leaves the initiate to search further for himself, if he will.  
+It is Freemasonry’s recognition that man values most that for which 
+he has to labor.
+But it is the less stressed meaning of the Rite which is of the 
+greater importance.  He is the better Freemason and the happier who 
+digs for himself in the “rubbish of the Temple” to uncover that which 
+is gloriously buried there.
+Is proof necessary, that behind the tiled door of any open Lodge is a 
+holy place?  here it is!
+Freemasons teach that the Great Light is “dedicated to God, as the 
+inestimable gift of God to men for the rule and guide of his faith . 
+. .”
+In the Great Light we read (Matthew XVIII:20) “For where two or three 
+are gathered together in my name, there I am in the midst of them.”
+Every Masonic Lodge is opened and closed in the name of God.
+According to his promise, therefore, no Lodge meets without the Great 
+Architect being “in the midst of them.”
+Consequently, the Lodge is Holy Ground.
+This being so, it may well be asked why all Freemasons do to remove 
+their shoes when entering Lodge?
+“Once a Freemason, always a Freemason.”  No Lodge member is required 
+to repeat the obligations he once assumed, on every occasion at which 
+he is present when a degree is being conferred.  But it is well 
+understood that the obligation is binding upon him for life.  Every 
+time he follows the old, old words in his mind, he re-obligates 
+himself.  Whenever he sees a candidate initiated, consciously or 
+unconsciously he himself is again initiated.  Having once been taught 
+that a candidate is prepared in a certain way because of a certain 
+meaning in that preparation, it is unnecessary to inconvenience him 
+every time he comes to Lodge.  If he is again so prepared, in his 
+heart, he fulfills all the outward requirements. 
+While the promise and the fulfillment “makes” the Lodge holy ground, 
+it is “kept” holy only if those who form it and conduct it, so revere 
+it.  Stone Masons erect a Temple to God, ministers dedicate it and 
+worshippers consecrate it; but a desecrating hand, as in war, may 
+unroof it, use it as a stables, or make of it a shambles.
+Mackey beautifully put the thought of the consecration holiness of a 
+lodge:
+“The Rite of Discalceation is a symbol of reverence.  It signifies, 
+in the language of symbolism, that the spot which is about to be 
+approached in this humble and reverential manner is consecrated to 
+some holy purpose.  Of all the degrees of Freemasonry, the third 
+degree is the most important and sublime.  The solemn lessons which 
+it teaches, the sacred scene which it represents, and the impressive 
+ceremonies with which it is conducted, are all calculated to inspire 
+the mind with feelings of awe and reverence.
+Into the holy of holies of the Temple, when the Ark of the Covenant 
+had been deposited in its appropriate place, and the Shekinah was 
+hovering over it, the high priest alone, and on only one day in the 
+whole year, was permitted, after the most careful purification, to 
+enter with bare feet and to pronounce, with fearful veneration, the 
+tetragammaton or omnific word.
+“And into the Master Mason’s Lodge - this holy of holies of the 
+Masonic Temple, where the solemn truths of death and immortality are 
+inculcated - the aspirant on entering should purify his heart from 
+every contamination, and remember, with a due sense of their symbolic 
+application, those words that once broke upon the astonished ears of 
+the old patriarch: ‘Put off thy shoes from off thy feet, for the 
+place whereon thou standest is holy ground.’”
+Holiness is not a thing, but an idea.  So far as we know, the beasts 
+of the field reverence no place as holy, for they have no 
+consciousness of God.  The sacred words of the Great Light are holy 
+to us for what they teach and mean; because of whence they came.  The 
+paper, the leather and the ink which form a Bible are no more holy 
+than the same materials formed into a telephone directory.  The 
+stones of which a church is built, the wood from which the pulpit is 
+carved, the metal from which the cross is made are only the familiar 
+stones, trees and minerals used by men for a thousand purposes.  The 
+cotton and the dye which form the Star and Stripes are but the fruit 
+of plants.
+Book, Temple and Flag are holy to us because of our reverence for the 
+ideas for which they stand.  They are holy to us because we make them 
+holy, keep them holy, think of them as holy and cherish them as holy.
+So must it be with our Lodges.  What is a Lodge?  A certain number of 
+brethren; a charter or warrant; the Three Great Lights - and an 
+underlying idea, a faith, a belief, a Mystic Tie never seen of men 
+but the stronger for its intangibility.  To many the Lodge is the 
+room in the Temple in which brethren meet; walls of stone or wood or 
+plaster; floor of carpet or linoleum; some seats; an Altar . . .and 
+yet, by common consent of all who believe in the power of the spirit 
+which consecrates when the Lodge is formed, holy because of what it 
+means.
+The worshipper in eastern lands removes his shoes before he enters 
+his temple as a symbol that he knows his flesh needs no protection 
+from that which it will there touch; a symbol that he brings not 
+within its precincts any filth which might defile it.
+The Master Mason, symbolically removing his shoes before entering his 
+Lodge, knows that here he will find that holiness which is in the 
+promise of God unto David, the holiness of the Book on the Altar, the 
+very presence of the Great Architect, through whom the Lodge receives 
+the greatest of His Blessing to man - friendship.  But also does he 
+symbolically remove his shoes that he may carry nothing “of mineral 
+or metallic nature” (earth is mineral) into the Lodge to defile it,
+Men can - and some do - defile their Lodges.  He who brings within 
+evil or contentious thoughts of his brethren, defiles it.  In more 
+than one Jurisdiction in the world the brethren are asked at every 
+meeting if there be any not at peace with their brethren.  If such 
+there are, they are required to retire and return not, until their 
+differences are reconciled, literally carrying out the instructions:  
+“Therefore if thou brings thy gift to the Altar, and there 
+rememberest that thy brother hath ought against thee;
+“Leave there thy gift before the Altar, and go thy way; first be 
+reconciled to thy brother, and then come offer thy gift.: (Matthew 
+V:23-24)
+The Mason who comes to Lodge to get something from it, rather than to 
+give something to it, may defile it by that selfish attitude.  Men 
+get from Freemasonry by giving.
+He who brings pride of place and power to his Lodge, and serves only 
+for the empty honor of title or jewel, defiles that which is holy as 
+surely as did those money changers whom the Great Teacher drove from 
+the Temple.
+He who assumes to work in his Lodge, but labors carelessly, in a 
+slovenly manner, to the desecration of ceremonies ancient when his 
+ancestors were not yet born, defiles his Lodge by his tacit 
+assumptions that his convenience is of greater importance than the 
+teachings of Freemasonry.
+Alas, that so many symbolically wear shoes in the holy place, by the 
+simple process of thinking little of it, attending it seldom, 
+regarding it but as a club or association of men who meet together to 
+pass the time away!  Such brethren may indeed have been entered, 
+passed and raised; but, uninspired, uninterested and unhelped, they 
+leave, seldom or never to return.  To such as these the Lodge cannot 
+be holy; therefore charitable thought would argue that their failures 
+cannot defile.
+Luckily for us all, the majority of Freemasons who are constant 
+attendants at Lodge - the brethren who do the work, carry the load, 
+attend to the charity, form the committees, put on the degrees, go on 
+foot and out of their way to help, aid and assist - the brethren, in 
+other words, who work for and are content with a Master’s Wages - 
+these “do” keep the Lodge holy; these “do” think of the Three Great 
+Lights upon the Altar as the Sanctum Sanctorum; these “do,” indeed, 
+put off their shoes from off their feet, in humble and thankful 
+knowledge that the place in which they stand in holy ground.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   May, 1933   No.5
+
+THY NEIGHBOR’S LANDMARK
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“Thou shalt not remove thy neighbor’s landmark, which they of old 
+have set in thine inheritance, which thou shalt inherit in the land 
+the Lord thy God hath given thee (Deuteronomy XIX:14).
+The Masons “of old time set thine inheritance” (Masonry) certain 
+fundamental principles which are named as “Landmarks” as early as the 
+Constitutions of 1723.
+Men have quarreled about the stone markers set up as boundaries for 
+land ever since sections of the earth were claimed as property; in 
+like manner have Masons differed about what are and what are not 
+Landmarks of the Order.  In this country particularly, with forty-
+nine Jurisdictions, each sovereign within its own territory, 
+arguments about Landmarks are never ending.
+This Bulletin attempts not to settle any of these numerous 
+controversies, but only to bring before the average Lodge Member some 
+of the reasons why his neighbor’s Masonic Landmarks may differ from 
+those  his own Grand Lodge may have set up for him to follow.
+In 1858 Albert Gallatin Mackey, the great Masonic jurist and 
+authority, listed twenty-five fundamental principles as the true 
+Landmarks of Freemasonry.  Although critical scholarship has since 
+riddled the list as to accuracy, Mackey’s ideas of what constitute 
+the essential qualities of a Landmark - antiquity, universality and 
+irrevocability - are still respected.  This definition excludes from 
+the classification of Landmarks any principle which is any two of 
+these but no the third,  It is by his own standards that many critics 
+have measured Mackey’s Landmarks and found them wanting.
+As an example of what is meant; it is “ancient,” in the sense that it 
+was recognized in the “Constitutions” of the Grand Lodge in 1723, 
+that a Grand Master appoints own Deputy Grand Master.  But the 
+practice is by no means universal.  Lodges are now universally 
+governed by Grand Lodges, but the practice has antiquity of only two 
+hundred and sixteen years.  According to Mackey’s dicta, neither the 
+manner of creating a Deputy Grand Master not the fundamental 
+governing body of the Craft can be considered as Landmarks.
+A few principles are so universally recognized that they are freely 
+admitted to be essentials, even in Jurisdictions which have no 
+pronouncements as to the Landmarks.  Belief in a Supreme Being, the 
+Volume of sacred Law as a necessary part of the furniture of the 
+Lodge, that a Masons must be a man are essentials all over the world, 
+though not necessarily listed in all Jurisdictions.
+On the validity of certain principles all authorities agree, but 
+differ as to their antiquity, universality and irrevocability.  A 
+substantial minority of American Grand Jurisdictions have Officially 
+adopted Mackey’s twenty-five Ancient Landmarks, but a majority either 
+follow other compilations, use other Old Charges, or decline to 
+specify what are and what are not the Landmarks of the Craft.
+The right and power of any Grand Lodge to determine for itself just 
+what is and what is not “law” in its Jurisdiction is unquestioned.  
+Therefore, when a Jurisdiction sets forth any list of Landmarks in 
+its Code, they have all the force of Ancient Landmarks in that 
+Jurisdiction, whether they are actually so or not.
+“Actually so” refers to inherent nature; that which cannot be altered 
+by law, no matter what the lawmaking authority.  The National 
+Legislature has the undoubted “right” to enact a law that unsupported 
+objects must fall.  “Per contra,” it then has the right to repeal the 
+law of gravity, and forbid things to fall when no longer supported.  
+But it has not the “power” to enforce, change or suspend the law of 
+gravity!  A Grand Lodge which says “Thus and such is an Ancient 
+Landmark “in that Jurisdiction,” give that pronouncement the full 
+force and effect of an Ancient Landmark “in that Jurisdiction, but 
+its edict does not “actually” make it such.
+One Jurisdiction follows Lockwood’s list of nineteen landmarks, of 
+which number 8 reads:  “That every Lodge has an inherent right to be 
+represented in Grand Lodge by its first three officers, or their 
+proxies.”
+This is good Masonic law in most Jurisdictions, but not all; the 
+Mason from this Jurisdiction (Washington, D.C.) who moves to New York 
+or Texas and there affiliates finds that this is not a Landmark in 
+either of these Jurisdictions, since neither New York not Texas admit 
+Wardens to Grand Lodge.
+In the General Assemblies of Ancient times each Mason, Craftsman or 
+Entered Apprentice, represented himself.  In Grand Lodges Masons are 
+represented by their officers.  Evidently a change has been made in 
+the manner of governing the Craft.  As a Landmark is not subject to 
+change, this particular principle of law does not conform to Mackey’s 
+definition of a Landmark.
+No wonder his neighbor’s landmark is a matter of confusion to 
+brethren from neighboring but differing Jurisdictions!
+Mackey’s fourteenth Landmark asserts that every Mary Mason has the 
+right of visitation.  Just what is a “right?”  Until that word is 
+defined this so-called Landmark cannot be discussed intelligently.  
+If it here means “power superior to all other powers,” then it is 
+merely nonsense.  If it here means “privileged until a higher 
+privilege overcomes it,” how may it be considered to conform to the 
+requirements of a Landmark?
+Even so, how can the word “right” be translated “privilege?”  A 
+privilege may be withdrawn; an inherent right cannot!  as many 
+Jurisdictions rule on the “right of visit” in different ways - even 
+those which have adopted Mackey’s list - it can hardly be considered 
+a true Landmark, “if” we judge by Mackey’s own pronouncement on what 
+constitutes a Landmark and “if” the word “right” means what it says.  
+In some jurisdictions a Mason cannot visit without a good standing 
+card; in others any member may object to any visitor and the Master 
+must exclude; in still others, some Masters close the doors of their 
+lodges to all visitors on election nights, and so on.
+Occasionally there is a conflict between ritual and Landmarks as 
+adopted.  A certain Jurisdiction lists fifty-four Landmarks, of which 
+Number 18 reads:  “Every Lodge, Grand or Subordinate, when lawfully 
+congregated, must be regularly clothed, tyled and opened before it 
+can proceed to work.”  Many other Jurisdictions agree that it is a 
+Landmark that a Lodge must be “duly tiled.”
+Our ancient brethren met on high hills and low vales to observe the 
+approach of cowans and eavesdroppers.  Did they “truly tile?”
+California Lodge No. 1 of the District of Columbia was chartered to 
+go to California during the gold rush of 1849.  Had that Lodge (now 
+California No.1 on the register of the Grand Lodge of California) 
+been wrecked going around the horn; had only the members of the 
+Lodge, with their charter, been saved upon an otherwise uninhabited 
+island; if they then held meetings with no tiler - since there were 
+no cowans or eavesdroppers against whom to tile - would they have 
+violated the so-called Landmark?
+Many rituals give “three” as the irreducible minimum for a Master 
+Mason’s Lodge; a Lodge must have a Master and two Wardens.  If under 
+some strange circumstances, three and only three met as a Lodge, what 
+becomes of the so-called Landmark which requires a Tiler?
+Secrecy undoubtedly conforms to the classification of the three 
+essentials of a Landmark; but about “the means” of securing secrecy 
+is at least room for argument.
+Other Masonic laws, good where in force but not necessarily 
+Landmarks, are Mackey’s 8th:  “The prerogative of the Grand Master to 
+make Masons at sight” and the 11th Landmark of a Western Grand Lodge 
+which reads:  “Every person, to be made a Mason must be a man of 
+lawful age, free born and; hale and sound, as a man ought to be.”
+Several Grand Jurisdictions have enacted legislation preventing a 
+Grand Master from convening an Emergent Lodge for the purpose of 
+Making a Mason “at sight.”  Others consider that it is an inherent 
+right of Grand Masters to convene Emergent Lodges (that is, give a 
+certain number of brethren a dispensation to hold a Lodge) and that 
+no law can take this right from him.
+If a Landmark cannot be changed, and this “has been” changed, is it 
+truly a Landmark, or merely a matter of common law?
+All will agree that no woman can be made a Mason.  But what becomes 
+of the “lawful age” provision in the face of the fact that Washington 
+- and many another man - was made a Mason before he was twenty-one?  
+He would be a daring debater who argued that the Father of His 
+Country was not regularly and legitimately initiated.  The “hale and 
+sound” provision is by no means universal; many Jurisdictions stick 
+to the strict letter of the “doctrine of the perfect youth” while 
+others admit the lame and the halt under a Grand Master’s 
+dispensation, Worshipful Master’s judgment or even Grand Lodge law 
+relaxing restrictions in favor of men of the Army or Navy who had 
+arms or legs shot off in the war!
+A number of Grand Jurisdictions have never adopted any list or 
+classification of Landmarks.  The thought back of such absence of 
+legislation may be understood from the following, from R.W. Charles 
+C. Hunt, Grand Secretary and Grand Librarian of the Grand Lodge of 
+Iowa.
+“We hold that the power of the Grand Lodge of Iowa in the 
+Jurisdiction of Iowa is limited only by the Ancient Landmarks.  We do 
+not attempt to make a list of the Landmarks.
+“We believe it as unnecessary to adopt an official list of scientific 
+laws, such as the law of gravitation.  The Landmarks. like scientific 
+laws, are valid only in so far as they are true and their adoption by 
+any so-called body has no effect whatever on their validity.  
+Individual scientists may list what they conceive to be the laws of 
+nature, but no scientific society would undertake officially to adopt 
+these laws as the official laws of the science in which they are 
+interested.
+“The very definition of a Landmark is a fundamental law or principle 
+of Masonry which no body of men or Masons can change or modify.  
+Anything that can be adopted can be repealed.  If a Grand Lodge has 
+the power to adopt, it has the power to modify or repeal.  It is the 
+very fact that they unalterable that makes them similar to scientific 
+laws which cannot be changed or altered by any man or body of men.”
+Some authorities have attempted to formulate lists of Ancient 
+Landmarks which no Mason would question.  For instance, one very old 
+Jurisdiction states that the Landmarks are:
+a.	Monotheism, the sole dogma of Freemasonry.
+b.	Belief in immortality.
+c.	The Volume of Sacred Law, an indispensable part of the furniture 
+of a Lodge.
+d.	The legend of the Third Degree.
+e.	Secrecy.
+f.	The symbolism of the operative art.
+g.	A Mason must be a freeborn male adult.”
+
+But then adds “The above list of Landmarks is not declared to be 
+exclusive.”
+Dr. Joseph Fort Newton suggests five fundamentals on which all Masons 
+can agree:  “The Fatherhood of God, the brotherhood of man, the moral 
+law, the Golden Rule and the hope of a life everlasting.”  Those who 
+question these as Landmarks usually qualify by agreeing that they are 
+teachings of the Order, but are in doubt as to just how old all of 
+them may be, as such.
+Dean Roscoe Pound, whose “Masonic Jurisprudence” is generally 
+considered to be among the most profound analyses of Landmarks, 
+thinks seven are unquestionable:  (1) Belief in God; (2) Belief in 
+the persistence of personality; (3) a Book of the Law as an 
+indispensable part of the furniture of every Lodge; (4) The legend of 
+the Third Degree; (5) Secrecy; (6) The symbolism of the operative 
+art; and, (7) That a Mason must be a man free born and of age.”
+Of thirty-nine Jurisdictions of our forty-nine, eighteen either have 
+adopted, recognized or follow Mackey’s list of twenty-five Landmarks; 
+two use the Old charges, or Old Charges and General Regulations as 
+Landmarks; eight have adopted, recognized or follow lists of 
+Landmarks of their own, and eleven either have not adopted, do not 
+recognize, or do not follow any special compilation of Landmarks, 
+preferring to leave the question untouched.
+Reduced to a percentage basis, Mackey is followed in 46.1% plus of 
+these thirty-nine Jurisdictions; Old charges and Regulations in 5.1%; 
+own Landmarks in 20.5% plus and no special list in 28.2% plus.
+Obviously there is no universality of opinion as to what is and what 
+is not a Landmark, and yet all Jurisdictions agree there “are” 
+Landmarks.
+Many “Laws of Nature” recognized in former times are believed in no 
+longer; knowledge of science and of nature is in a state of flux.  
+What appears to be the truth today may be the error of tomorrow.  
+Possibly this is true also of our conception of the ancient 
+Landmarks, and that no list of all those fundamentals of the Craft 
+which are “actually” Landmarks is possible.
+Both that statement and this bulletin are without prejudice to the 
+undoubted fact that in those Jurisdictions which have adopted any 
+list of Landmarks, whether all inclusive or not, the principles there 
+denominated as Landmarks have the force of Landmarks within the 
+borders of those Jurisdictions.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   June, 1933   No.6
+
+THE LETTER “G”
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The Short Talk Bulletin of July, 1927, bears the title “G”.  This 
+popular exposition of the meaning and symbolism of the letter so 
+precious to Freemasons is long out of print, although preserved in 
+many sets of bound volumes and in libraries.  This present paper is 
+intended to be supplementary to, and not a recapitulation of, that 
+printed as Number 7, of Volume V of these Bulletins.
+“It is merely an accident of the English language that God and 
+Geometry begin with the same letter; no matter what the language or 
+he ritual, the initial of the Ineffable Name and that of the first 
+and noblest of sciences are Masonicaly the same.
+“But that is a secret! cries some newly made brother who has examined 
+his printed monitor and finds that the ritual concerning the further 
+significance of the letter “G” is represented only by stars.  Aye, 
+the “ritual” is secret, but the “fact,” is the most gloriously public 
+that Freemasonry may herald to the world.  One can no more keep 
+secret the idea that God is the very warp and woof of Freemasonry 
+than that he is the essence of all life.  Take God out of 
+Freemasonry, and there is, literally, nothing left; it is a pricked 
+balloon, an empty vessel, a bubble which has burst.”  (Introduction 
+to Freemasonry.)
+That the Letter “G” is not a secret symbol is attested by hundreds of 
+Masonic writers, each of whom has written of it from a different 
+standpoint.  Mackey has much to say of it - too much to quote at 
+length, but space may be found for an extract:
+“G.  The seventh letter of the English, Latin and Romanic alphabets.  
+In the Greek and many other alphabets it is in third place; in the 
+Russian, Wallachian, and some others, it is in fourth; in the Arabic 
+the fifth, and in the Ethiopian the twentieth.  In Hebrew it is 
+called Gheemel, is of the numerical value of three, and its 
+significance is “camel.”  It is associated with the third sacred name 
+of God, in Hebrew, Ghadol, or in Latin, Magnus, the Mighty.  In 
+Freemasonry it is given as the initial of the word God.”
+Hutchinson, in his Spirit of Masonry” (1776), says of the sacred 
+letter:
+“It is now incumbent on me to demonstrate to you the great 
+significance of the letter “G”, wherewith Lodges and the medals of 
+Masons are ornamented.  To apply its significance to the name of God 
+only is depriving it of part of its Masonic import; although I have 
+already shown that the symbols used in the Lodges are expressive of 
+the Divinity’s being the great object of Masonry, as Architect of the 
+World.  This significant letter denotes Geometry, which, to 
+artificers, is the science by which all their labours are calculated 
+and formed; and to Masons, contains the determination, definition and 
+proof of the order, beauty and wonderful wisdom of the power of God 
+in His Creation.”
+Dr. Frederick Dalcho wrote (1801) as follows:
+“The Letter “G,” which ornaments the Mason’s Lodge, is not only 
+expressive of the name of the Grand Architect of the Universe, but 
+also denotes the science of Geometry, so necessary to artists.  But 
+the adoption of it by Masons implies no more than their respect for 
+those inventions which demonstrate to the world the power, the wisdom 
+and the beneficence of the Almighty Builder in the works of 
+creation.”
+Various attempts have been made to place the date when the Letter “G” 
+first came into the ritual of Speculative Freemasonry.  Pichard’s 
+expose, originally published in 1730, does not contain any reference 
+to it.  Later editions do include a curious doggerel which is worth 
+repeating here.  It is in the usual Question and Answer, or Examiner 
+and Response, form so popular in all ritualistic work in the early 
+days.:
+Resp.	In the midst of Solomon’s Temple there stands a “G,” A letter 
+for all to read and see; but few there be that understand what means 
+the Letter “G.”
+Exam.	My Friend, if you  pretend to be of this Fraternity, you can 
+forthwith and rightly tell, what means that Letter “G.”
+Resp.	By sciences are brought to light, bodies of various kinds.  
+Which do appear to perfect sight; but none but males shall know my 
+mind.
+Exam.	The Right shall.
+
+Resp.	If Worshipful.
+
+Exam.	Both Right and Worshipful I am, to hail you I have command, 
+that you forthwith let me know, as I you may understand.
+Resp.	By letters four and science five, this “G” aright doth stand, 
+in due Art and Proportion; you have your answer friend.”
+While authorities differ as to just when the letter “G” came into the 
+ritual, all are agreed that the date is not later than 1768; very 
+probably it was earlier.
+Authorities are, however, by no means at one on the origin of the 
+symbol then adopted into Speculative Masonry.  The choice is wide and 
+the fancy free; if we are willing to admit presumptive testimony, 
+even if it will not satisfy a legal mind as evidence, then the 
+introduction of the symbol into our system is as old as Speculative 
+Masonry - however old that may be!
+The Letter “G” as we know it, the Roman “G”, is not a geometrical 
+figure.  It is part circle, part oval, part horizontal and vertical 
+lines.  It bears internal evidence of being a conventionalizing of a 
+much more severe design.
+In the Greek, Gamma, or “G”, the third letter, is a square standing 
+on end with the horizontal arm extending to the right, like a plain 
+block letter “T,” with the left extension of the cross piece omitted.  
+In Hebrew the “G” is a square with the right side omitted; two right 
+angles joined, the horizontal arms extending to the right.
+Refer to the doggerel again;
+“By letter four and science five, this “G” aright doth stand.”
+“Letters four” properly refers to J H V H, the tetragrammaton or 
+four-letter word, the Hebrew designation of deity, which we call 
+Jehovah, for want of a more likely rendition of the vowels (omitted 
+in early Hebrew writing).
+“Science Five,” of course, is Geometry.
+The Pythagoreans reverenced numbers as sacred; geometry was to them 
+the sacred science.  It initial letter, Gamma, a square, was 
+especially revered.  The Gamma looks like a square used by builders; 
+it was the symbol of the actual, four-sided, or geometrical square, 
+the first whole number square, and therefore, the representative of 
+deity, the four-letter word, the tetragrammaton.
+Symbols are easily converted the one into the other and back again.  
+If the Gamma, which appeared like a workman’s square, was a symbol of 
+the geometrical square, which in turn was a symbol of Deity, then, by 
+a simple reconversion looked like Gamma, which in one position looked 
+like the square of the workman, soon came to symbolize the 
+tetragrammaton or four-letter word.
+The Greek Gamma was rounded into the Latin “C.”  For a while it stood 
+for both the sounds of “g” and “k.”  Later (third century B.C.), a 
+slight change was made in the Latin “c” which stood for the soft, or 
+“j” sound - and behold, our modern Roman “G.”  Hence, by a path 
+straight to any but  mind demanding documentary proof, we place the 
+origin of our “G,” as representing both God and Geometry, as far back 
+as the Pyrhogoreans (sixth century, B.C.). 
+Another interesting hypothesis - it is hardly more - calls attention 
+to the fact that three geometrical forms appear in the Greek 
+alphabet, as we have seen; Gamma (G) is a square standing on end, the 
+horizontal arm extended to the right.  Omicron (O) is a circle, Delta 
+(D) is a triangle.
+Writing one letter on top of another to form a monogram is very old.  
+The three Greek letters, Gamma, Omicron and Delta may be combined in 
+a monogram to form a very fair conventionalizing of our letter “G” 
+inside a triangle which looks not unlike our modern square and 
+compasses!
+Here is further testimony that the letter “G” and the ancient square, 
+the Greek Gamma, or the Greek monogram of Gamma, Omicron, and Delta, 
+which make a conventional Roman “G” inside a triangle, were connected 
+in ancient Masonic minds.  This is credited in the “Bulletin” of the 
+Grand Lodge of Iowa (September, 1932) to Brother John A. Cockburn, 
+noted Masonic writer.
+“If further proof of the former identity of the letter “G” and the 
+square were needed, it is to be found in the text of a ritual no 
+longer in use among us.  Therein it is recorded that in an attack on 
+our Master a second blow was struck with a square across his breast, 
+“and that on an exhumation a faint resemblance to the letter “G” 
+marked on his left breast was discovered.” (Italics ours - Ed.)
+The combination of square and circle, or cross and circle (a cross 
+forms two right angles, or squares) appears in a hundred guises in as 
+many religious rites.  The interested may recall the “hot cross bun” 
+and the association of the egg, marked with crosses, with Easter; in 
+Yorkshire, the brides cake at weddings was formerly cut into small 
+squares and passed through a wedding ring, as a form of prayer for 
+fertility; circle and square are combined in the wearing of a wedding 
+ring on the fourth finger; the very number “4” itself was originally 
+a circle, being changed to the present conventionalized square and 
+upright after the fifteenth century; children still play the ancient 
+game of noughts and crosses, or “tit-tat-toe,” a combination of 
+circles and squares.
+That Freemasonry has in her letter “G” and its connotations a 
+relationship with this ancient association of “letters four and 
+science five -“ that is, of Deity and science or knowledge - is not 
+remarkable - rather it would extraordinary if she had not.  In all 
+ages and all religions, man has interwoven together his thought of 
+spirit and matter, his ideas of relative and absolute.  Freemasonry’s 
+“G” is but another of these conceptions, expressed in a symbol.  If 
+the symbol now used - a Roman “G” - is less fitting for an art 
+concerned especially with squares than was the original Gamma, it at 
+least should receive the reverence due a respectable age.  Even those 
+whose ideas of the fitness of things would be better satisfied if our 
+“G” were Gamma, would hardly subscribe to an effort to change now.
+Mackey, the great Masonic authority, regretted that the Roman “g” 
+ever found its way into our symbolism, and read the “G” as a 
+substitute for the Hebrew Yod, which in turn is a symbol of the 
+tetragrammaton, or four-letter word.  Unquestionably the “Lost Word,” 
+the very heart of the Masonic system, is represented by the Yod, but 
+it is a far cry to include also Geometry in that representation.  The 
+Greek Gamma, (of which our roman “G” is a substitute) however, did 
+represent both the ineffable Name and the greatest of the sciences.  
+Three Greek letters which spell our name for Deity can be monogrammed 
+to make a modern Roman “G” inside a square and compasses.  However 
+corrupt the geometrical form of the Roman “G”, and however much more 
+illuminating it might have been had we continued to use the Greek 
+Gamma of Pythagoras, what we have adopted and made so integral a part 
+of our Masonry that it is in every English speaking Lodge in the 
+world, is far to sacred and familiar ever to change. 
+Of course Mackey is not lightly to be set aside, yet modern 
+scholarship so differs with the great authority on this point that 
+even those who revere him most, agree that here his genius led him 
+astray.
+Sufficient has been said to indicate that the Letter “G” is far more 
+than a mere letter.  A symbol of Deity and His Own science, Geometry, 
+it carries us back to the childhood of knowledge; it combines and 
+associates other symbols from which it sprang and the ideas for which 
+they stand.  As a symbol “G” is particularly Freemasonry’s own.  To 
+the inquiring mind it calls insistently, if always softly, for better 
+understanding and appreciation from Craftsmen.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI  July, 1933   No.7
+
+OUR MASONIC PRESIDENTS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+William L. Boyden, P.M., Librarian of the Supreme Council, A.A.S.R., 
+S.J., a Masonic historian of tireless energy and scholarly ability, 
+was author of that classic of the Craft, “Masonic Presidents, Vice 
+Presidents, and signers of the Declaration of Independence” on which 
+this Bulletin has drawn heavily.
+Fifteen Presidents were members of the Fraternity:  
+Buchanan, Ford, Garfield, Harding, Jackson, Andrew Johnson, Lyndon B. 
+Johnson (A.E. only), McKinley, Monroe, Polk, Franklin D. Roosevelt, 
+Theodore Roosevelt, Taft, Truman, and Washington.  Jefferson and 
+Madison have often been claimed as Masons, but there is no acceptable 
+evidence to prove that either was ever a Mason.
+GEORGE WASHINGTON
+
+George Washington, 1st President (1789-1797), has a Masonic history 
+so rich a Short Talk Bulletin (Vol.10, No.2, February 1932) was 
+necessary for a bare outline.  Washington was initiated, passed and 
+raised in “The Lodge at Fredricksburg, Va.,” (now No.4 on the 
+Virginia Register) on November 4, 1752, March 3, and August 4, 1753.  
+He was made an honorary member of Alexandria Lodge No.39, June 24, 
+1784.  When his Lodge gave up its Charter under the Provincial Grand 
+Lodge of Pennsylvania to accept one from the Grand Lodge of Virginia 
+and become No.22, April 28, 1788, Washington was named as Charter 
+Worshipful Master, and was re-elected Master December 20, 1788.
+He was made and Honorary Member of Holland Lodge No. 8, New York, 
+1789.
+His Masonic activities and visits were many; his letters to and about 
+Lodges and Masons fills a volume.  He was the only President ever to 
+be Master of his Lodge during his incumbency.
+The cornerstone of the United States Capital was laid by Washington, 
+with Masonic ceremonies, on September 18, 1793, at the request of 
+Maryland’s Grand Master pro tem.
+He died December 14, 1799, and was buried with full Masonic honors by 
+Alexandria Lodge No.22, on December 18th.  The Lodge later changed 
+its name to Alexandria Washington Lodge No.22.	
+To his memory and fame the Masons of the United States are erecting 
+the mightiest stone monument ever raised to honor any man.  Built 
+without metal, to endure a long as granite shall last; this memorial 
+stands on Shooter’s Hill, just outside the city of Alexandria, Va.
+JAMES MONROE
+
+James Monroe, 5th President (1817-1824), was born in Westmoreland 
+County, Virginia April 28, 1752.
+The original records of Williamsburg Lodge No.6, Williamsburg, Va., 
+show (November 6,1775) that he was “recommended as a fit person to be 
+admitted a member of this lodge and the motion recorded.  On November 
+9, 1775, he was “preferred, received and balloted for; passed and 
+accepted and entered an apprentice.:  The curious reader will note 
+that he was not quite seventeen years and six months old at this 
+time!
+His dues were paid through October 1780, but no record shows as to 
+when he was raised.  Tradition states that he received the Master’s 
+Degree in a Military Lodge during the revolution, and also credits 
+him membership in Kilwinning Cross Lodge No.2, Port Royal, Va.
+Little is known of his Masonic life.  He visited Cumberland Lodge 
+No.8, at a meeting especially called to receive him in Nashville, 
+Tennessee, June 8, 1819.  He died in New York, July 4, 1831.
+
+
+
+ANDREW JACKSON
+
+Andrew Jackson, 7th President (1829-1836), born at Waxhaw Settlement, 
+N.C., March 15, 1767, was unquestionably a Mason, but when and where 
+he was raised is not certain.
+At the first meeting of Tennessee Lodge No.2 (originally No.41, N.C.) 
+March 24, 1800, in Love’s Tavern, Knoxville, Tennessee, Jackson was 
+present as a member of Harmony Lodge No.1, Nashville, Tennessee 
+(originally No. 29, N.C.).
+Past Grand Master Comstock of Tennessee, noted historian, believes 
+Jackson was made a Mason in Harmony Lodge No.1.
+Federal Lodge No.1, Washington , D.C., elected him an Honorary Member 
+January 4, 1839; Jackson Lodge No.1, Tallahassee, Florida, Elected 
+him an Honorary Member sat some unknown date; the Grand Lodge of 
+Florida elected him an Honorary Member January 15, 1833.
+His chief claim to Masonic fame is that he is the only Grand Master 
+to become President.  He was elected Grand Master of the Grand Lodge 
+of Tennessee and served from October 7, 1822, to October 4, 1823.  In 
+the Proceedings of the Grand Lodge (1822) he is credited with being a 
+Past Master but no records substantiate the statement.
+Past Grand Master Comstock also believes that Jackson was a Royal 
+Arch Mason, receiving these degrees, as was the custom in early days, 
+under the authority of the Blue Lodge Warrant.  He served the Grand 
+Chapter of Tennessee as Deputy General Grand High Priest at its 
+institution, April 3, 1826, but no record exists of his affiliation 
+with any Chapter.
+He acted as Senior Warden at the first meeting of Greenville Lodge 
+No.3 (formerly No.43, N.C.), September 5, 1801; contributed thirty-
+five dollars in 1818 to the erection of a Masonic Temple in 
+Nashville; requested two Lodges to perform funeral services; 
+introduced Lafayette to the Grand Lodge of Tennessee in 1825; while 
+President, assisted Washington’s Mother Lodge to lay the cornerstone 
+of a monument to Washington’s Mother at Fredricksburg, Va. (May 
+6,1833); assisted in the Masonic laying of the cornerstone of Jackson 
+City (across the river from Washington, D.C.) January 11, 1836; 
+attended the Grand Lodge of Tennessee in 1839, and the same year 
+visited Cumberland Chapter No.1 of Nashville, to assist in 
+installation of officers.  He died at “The Hermitage” near Nashville, 
+Tennessee, June 8, 1845.
+JAMES KNOX POLK
+
+James Knox Polk, 11th President (1845-1849), was born in Mecklenburg 
+County, N.C. November, 1795.  He was initiated in Columbia Lodge No. 
+31, Columbia, Tennessee, June 5, Passed August 7, and raised 
+September 4, 1820.  In October he was he was elected Junior Deacon, 
+and Junior Warden December 3, 1821, but there is no record of his 
+having been Master.  In 1825 he received the Royal Arch Degree in 
+Lafayette Chapter No. 4, Columbia, Tennessee.  June 24, 1840, he 
+attended the feast of St. John the Baptist celebrated by Columbia 
+Lodge No.8 and Hiram Lodge No.7 at Nashville, and marched with them 
+in procession to a church for Divine Services.  May 1,1847, he 
+assisted in the Masonic laying of the cornerstone of the Smithsonian 
+Institute, Washington, D.C.  He died at Nashville, Tennessee, June 
+15, 1849.
+JAMES BUCHANAN
+
+James Buchanan, 15th President (1857-1861), was born near 
+Mercersburg, Pennsylvania, April 23, 1791.  When twenty-three years 
+of age he petitioned Lodge No.43 (the lodge had no name) of 
+Lancaster, Pennsylvania, and was elected and initiated December 11, 
+1816, and both passed and raised on January 24, 1817.
+He was elected Junior Warden December 13, 1920; Master December 23, 
+1822, and was installed March 12, 1823.  He was appointed First 
+District Deputy Grand Master for Lancaster, Lebonon and York 
+Counties, December 27, 1823.
+May 20, 1826, he was exalted in Royal Arch Chapter No.43 (also no 
+name) of Lancaster.  Thirty-two years later he was made a Life Member 
+by his Lodge.  He delivered the address in the Masonic dedication of 
+the statue of Washington, Washington Circle, Washington, D.C., 
+February 22, 1860.  He died June 1, 1868, and was buried Masonically 
+by his Lodge.
+ANDREW JOHNSON
+
+Andrew Johnson, 17th President (1865-1868), was born at Raleigh, 
+N.C., December 29, 1808.  He received the degrees in Greenville Lodge 
+No.119 at Greenville, Tennessee in 1851; is supposed to have been a 
+Chapter Mason but the name of the Chapter and date of exaltation are 
+unknown; was Knighted in Nashville Commandery No.1, Nashville, 
+Tennessee, July 26, 1859, and, the First President to become a 
+Scottish Rite Mason, received those degrees in the White House June 
+20, 1867, from Benjamin B. French, 33 Deg. and A.T.C. Pierson, 33 
+Deg., both active members of the Supreme Council, S.J.
+He participated in five cornerstone layings; the monument to Bro. 
+Stephen a Douglas, Chicago, Illinois, September 6, 1866; Masonic 
+Temple, Baltimore, Maryland, November 20, 1866; Masonic Temple 
+Boston, Massachusetts, June 24, 1867; National Cemetery, Antietam, 
+Maryland, October 17, 1867; and Masonic Temple, Washington, D.C., May 
+20, 1868.  To attend this ceremony he gave leave to all Masons in 
+government service, and President Johnson marched on foot in the 
+parade as a Master Mason.
+At the cornerstone laying of the Baltimore Temple some one suggested 
+that a chair be brought to the reviewing platform for him.  Brother 
+Johnson refused it, saying: “We all meet on the level.”
+He died July 31, 1875, and was buried with full Masonic Honors by 
+Greenville Lodge No.119, R.W.G. C. Connor, Deputy Grand Master of 
+Tennessee conducting the services in the presence of four Lodges and 
+Coeur de Lion Commandery No.9 of Knoxville, which performed the 
+Templar service.
+JAMES ABRAM GARFIELD
+
+James Abram Garfield, 20th President (1881), was born in Orange, 
+Ohio, November 19, 1831.  He was initiated November 19, 1861, in 
+Magnolia Lodge No.20, Columbus, Ohio.  Passed two weeks later, he 
+waited almost three years (due to military service) for his raising, 
+November 22, 1864, in Columbus Lodge No.30, Columbus, Ohio, by 
+request of his mother Lodge.
+He dimitted August 1, 1865, and joined Garrettsville Lodge No.246, 
+Garrettsville, Ohio, October 10, 1866, serving as Chaplain in 1868 
+and 69.  On May 4, 1869, he became a Charter Member of Pentalpha 
+Lodge No.23, D.C..  In Washington he was exalted in Columbia Chapter 
+No.1, April 18, 1866; received the Templar degrees, May 18, 1866, in 
+Columbia Commandery No.2, and the 14th degree, Scottish Rite, January 
+2, 1872.  The degrees from the 6th to the 13th were communicated to 
+him by Albert Pike, Sovereign Grand Commander of the Rite for the 
+Southern Jurisdiction.
+Hanselmann Commandery No.16, Cincinnati, Ohio, made him an Honorary 
+Member July 19, 1881; after he was assassinated on July 2.  He died 
+September 19, 1881.  Columbia Commandery No.2, D.C., escorted his 
+remains to Cleveland, where he was buried in the presence of a large 
+number of Cementers and other Masonic Bodies.
+WILLIAM McKINLEY
+
+William McKinley, t President (1897-1901), was born at Niles, Ohio, 
+January 29, 1843.  He was made a Mason in Hiram Lodge No.21, of 
+Winchester, Virginia.  Prior to being elected and initiated May 1st, 
+passed May 2nd, and raised May 3 rd, 1865; as a Lieutenant he was 
+making a round in a hospital for Confederate wounded.  Noticing that 
+the regimental surgeon distributed gifts of tobacco and money to 
+certain patients, he was told that these particular wounded 
+Southerners were brother Masons.  McKinley then expressed his desire 
+to become a member of the Fraternity that promoted such sentiments 
+between opposing armies.
+He dimitted the same day he was raised, affiliating with Canton Lodge 
+No.60, of Canton, Ohio, August 21, 1867, Only to become a Charter 
+member on June 2, 1869, of Eagle Lodge No.431, of the same city, 
+which afterwards changed its name to William McKinley Lodge No.431.
+He received the Royal Arch Degree in Canton Chapter No.84, December 
+28, 1883; was made a Knight Templar in Canton Commandery No.38, 
+December 23, 1884; elected a Life Member of Washington Comandry No.1, 
+D.C. December 23, 1896, and became an Honorary Member of the Illinois 
+Masonic Veteran Association, October 26, 1898.
+His Masonic activities include reviewing a parade of Knights Templar 
+from the White House, May 6, 1897; a visit to his Mother Lodge in 
+Winchester, Virginia, May 19, 1899; participation in the Masonic 
+centennial observance of the death of George Washington, December 14, 
+1899; again reviewing a Knights Templar parade from the White House, 
+October 11, 1900, and attending a reception of California Commandery 
+No.1, in San Francisco, May 22, 1901.  He dies in Buffalo, N.Y. 
+September 14, 1901, following his assassination September 6,1901.
+THEODORE ROOSEVELT
+
+Theodore Roosevelt, 26th President (1901-1909), was born in New York 
+City, October 27, 1858.   He was initiated January 2nd, passed March 
+27th and raised April 24, 1901, in Matinecock Lodge No.806, Oyster 
+Bay, New York.  Pentalpha Lodge No. 23, D.C., made him an Honorary 
+Member April 4, 1904, as did the Illinois Masonic Veterans 
+Association in 1903.
+Roosevelt’s interest in the Fraternity was often expressed and his 
+visits to Lodges were not only in this country, also abroad.  
+November 5, 1902, he attended the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania 
+celebration of Washington’s initiation in Philadelphia; in 
+Washington, D.C., February 21, 1903, he honored the Masonic 
+ceremonies of laying the cornerstone of the army War College with his 
+presence; May 26, 1903, he broke ground for a Masonic Temple at 
+Spokane, Washington; April 14, 1906, he attended the Masonic 
+cornerstone laying of the House of Representative’s Building in 
+Washington, D.C., where he delivered the address, presenting a bound 
+copy of it to the Grand Master, inscribed: 
+“To Walter A. Brown, Esq., Grand Master of Masons, from Brother 
+Theodore Roosevelt,” and June 8, 1907, he wore Masonic Regalia and 
+delivered an address at the laying of the cornerstone of the New 
+Masonic Temple, Washington, D.C.  He died in Oyster Bay New York, 
+January 6, 1919.
+WILLIAM HOWARD TAFT
+
+William Howard Taft, 27th President (1909-1913), was born in 
+Cincinnati, Ohio, September 15,1857.  Unique among Masonic 
+Presidents, he was made a Mason “at sight,” at Cincinnati, Ohio, 
+February 18, 1909, in an Emergent Lodge called together for the 
+purpose.  At five O’clock in the afternoon Grand Mast Charles S 
+Hoskinson personally administered the obligations and esoteric 
+instructions.  That evening Taft witnessed the Master’s degree 
+conferred by Kilwinning Lodge No.356, of Cincinnati, which elected 
+him to membership April 14, 1909.
+Crescent Lodge No.25, Cedar Rapids, Iowa, elected him an Honorary 
+Member June 5, 1918.  On April 22, 1909, he visited Temple-Noyes 
+Lodge No.32, at Washington, D.C., of which his close friend and aide, 
+Major Archie Butt, was a member and for whom, after the Titanic 
+disaster, Temple-Noyes Lodge held an elaborate Memorial Service which 
+Brother Taft attended as one of the Chief Mourners.  He visited the 
+famous American Union Lodge No.1, at Marietta, Ohio, June 15, 1910; 
+Alexan-dria Washington Lodge No.22, on Washington’s birthday, 1911; 
+May 9th of the same year he posed for a picture in Washington’s 
+Masonic regalia at the White House; May 13th he visited St John’s 
+Lodge No.1, Newark, N.J., to help celebrate its 150th anniversary; on 
+December 27, 1914, he addressed the Grand Lodge of Massachusetts, and 
+on June 5, 1918, he spoke to Crescent Lodge No.25 of Cedar Rapids, 
+Iowa.  He dies March 8, 1930.
+WARREN GAMALIEL HARDING
+
+Warren Gamaliel Harding, 29th President (1921--1923), was born in 
+Morrow County, Ohio, November 2, 1865.  His interest in the Order was 
+of his mature years.  He was initiated in Marion Lodge No.70, Marion, 
+Ohio, June 28,1901, when thirty-six years of age, but was not passed 
+until August 13, 1920, nineteen years later.  He was raised August 
+27, 1920.
+His three years as a Master Mason were short but crowded.  Albert 
+Pike Lodge No.36, Washington, D.C., made him an Honorary Member and 
+presented him with a Gold Membership Card at the White House May 4, 
+1921; Marion Chapter No.62, Marion, Ohio, exalted him January 13, 
+1921; Marion Council No.22, elected him to the Cryptic Rite but he 
+died before receiving it; March 1, 1921, Marion Commandery No.36, 
+conferred upon him the Red Cross, Malta and Temple Degrees; 
+January 5, 1921, he received the Scottish Rite Degrees from the 4th 
+through 32nd in Columbus, Ohio.  The Supreme Council of the Northern 
+Jurisdiction elected him to receive the 33 deg. September 22, 1921.  
+The degree was to be given him a year later, but he could not attend 
+on account of Mrs.  Harding’s illness.  He died before the session of 
+1923.  Aladdin Temple of the Shrine, Columbus, Ohio, created him a 
+Noble (the first President to receive the Red Fez) January 7, 1921; 
+Almas Temple, Washington, D.C. elected him an Honorary Member March 
+21, 1921; the Imperial Council of the Shrine elected him an Honorary 
+Member June 1923; Kallipolis Grotto, Washington, D.C. made him a 
+Prophet at the White House May 11,1921, presenting him with a Gold 
+Life Membership Card; 
+Evergreen Forest No.49, Milford, Delaware, made him a Tall Cedar, 
+June 9, 1923, and Washington Chapter No. 3, National Sojourners, 
+presented him with a Gold Badge of Membership at the White House, May 
+28, 1923.
+By letters and personal conversations, he evidenced much interest in 
+his new relationships.  He had agreed to review the Ascension Day 
+Parade of Knights Templar in Washington, D.C. in 1921, but weather 
+prevented it.  May 9,1921, he reviewed a parade of Shriners and in 
+the evening made an address at a ceremonial of Almas Temple, 
+Washington, D.C.  In 1923 he visited the Scottish Rite Bodies in St. 
+Augustine, Florida; June 5, of the same year he delivered an address 
+before the Imperial Council of the Shrine, Washington, D.C.; later, 
+wearing his Fez, he reviewed the parade, declaring it:”  “The 
+greatest spectacle I ever witnessed.:  In July, 1923, he officiated 
+at the laying of the cornerstone for the Masonic Temple of Ketchikan 
+Lodge No. 159, Alaska.
+He died in San Francisco, California, August 2, 1923; and after 
+laying in state in the National Capital, was buried in Marion, Ohio, 
+August 10th.
+FRANKLIN DELANO ROOSEVELT
+
+Franklin Delano Roosevelt, 32nd President (1933-1945, was born at 
+Hyde Park, New York, January 30, 1882.  He was initiated in Holland 
+Lodge No.8, New York City, October 10th, passed November 14th and 
+raised November 28, 1911.  He received the Scottish Rite degrees in 
+Albany, New York, February 28, 1929.  He was a member of the Grotto 
+(Poughkeepsie, New York) and Tall Cedars (Warwick, New York.  He was 
+“Right Worshipful”  having been accredited the representative of the 
+Grand Lodge of Georgia near the Grand Lodge of New York September 22, 
+1930.
+Stansbury Lodge No.24, Washington, D.C. made him an Honorary Member 
+November 21, 1919, when he officiated at the Masonic laying of the 
+cornerstone of its Temple.
+He attended Architect Lodge No.519, of New York City, February 
+17,1933, where he raised his son Elliott to the Sublime Degree and 
+made an address in which he stressed the importance of Masonic 
+principles to this Nation, and his faith in the Americanism of the 
+Ancient Craft,
+He died at Warm Spring, Georgia, April 12, 1945, and was buried at 
+Hyde Park, New York.
+HARRY S. TRUMAN
+
+Harry S. Truman, 33rd President (1945-1953).  For the second time in 
+the 169 year history of the United States of America, a Past Grand 
+Master of Masons was elevated to the office of President.  Harry S. 
+Truman became the 33rd Chief Executive, Thursday, April 12, 1945, 
+when he was sworn in by Chief Justice Harlan Stone, two and a half 
+hours after the untimely death of Franklin Delano Roosevelt.
+He was born May 8, 1884, a LaMar, Barton County, Missouri.
+He was made a Mason in Belton Lodge No.450, of Missouri, March 9, 
+1909, and served as Junior Warden in 1910.  In 1911, he organized 
+Grandview Lodge No.618 and served as its first Worshipful Master.  
+Later, he was its Secretary, and again, in 1917, its Master.
+From 1925 to 1930, he served the Grand Lodge as District Deputy Grand 
+Master and District Deputy Grand Lecturer, and in 1930 was appointed 
+Grand Pursuivant, and progressed regularly until his elevation as 
+Grand Master in 1940.
+On November 15, 1919, he was exalted in Orient Chapter No.102, Kansas 
+City, Missouri; greeted in Shekinah Council No.24, Kansas City, 
+Missouri, December 8, 1919; Knighted by Palestine Commandery No.17, 
+of Independence, Missouri, June 15,1923, receiving the 32 deg in 
+Western Missouri Consistery, Kansas City, Missouri.  On November 21, 
+1941, he received from Grand Commander Melvin M. Johnson, 33 deg, of 
+the Northern Supreme Council, the Gourgas Medal for distinguished 
+service to Masonry.  Humanity and Country.
+In 1945, he was crowned a 33 deg by the Supreme Council, Southern 
+Jurisdiction.
+LYNDON B. JOHNSON
+
+Lyndon B. Johnson, 36th President, was born on August 27, 1908, on a 
+farm near Stonewall, Texas.  He was sworn in as the Chief Executive 
+on November 22, 1963, when President John F. Kennedy was assassinated 
+in Dallas, Texas.  A year later, running against the Republican 
+nominee, Senator and Brother Barry Goldwater of Arizona, he won a 
+landslide victory, to serve as President for the four-year term, 
+January, 1965; January ,1969.  He declined to run for re-election in 
+1968.
+On October 30, 1937, he was initiated an Entered Apprentice in 
+Johnson City, Texas.  He never advanced.  A week after his initiation 
+he won an election for Representative in Congress and began a very 
+busy political career in Washington which lasted until his retirement 
+from the Presidency in January of 1969.
+The opinion among Masons is divided as to whether he should be 
+regarded as a Masonic President, since he never achieved the status 
+of Master Mason.  Masonic law in Texas declares that “Entered 
+Apprentices and Fellowcrafts are Masons,” although denied certain 
+rights and privileges, Lyndon B. Johnson was accepted and initiated 
+in a Masonic Lodge, and at that time was addressed as “Brother.”
+GERALD RUDOLPH FORD, JR.
+
+Gerald Rudolph Ford, Jr., 38th President, was born in Omaha, 
+Nebraska, on July 14, 1913, but has lived most of his life in Grand 
+Rapids, Michigan.  He represented the 5th Michigan district in 
+Congress from 1948 till 1973, when he was appointed Vice President by 
+President Richard M. Nixon.  When Nixon was forced to resign, Brother 
+Ford became President on August 9, 1974.
+With three brothers, he was initiated into Masonry in Malta Lodge 
+No.465, Grand Rapids, Michigan, on September 30, 1949.  Columbia 
+Lodge No.3 of the District of Columbia conferred the Fellowcraft and 
+Master Mason degrees as a courtesy to Malta Lodge No.465.  He became 
+a Master Mason on May 18, 1951.  He became a member of the Scottish 
+Rite in the Valley of Grand Rapids, A.A.S.R., Northern Jurisdiction, 
+in 1957, and was coronetted an Honorary 33 deg S.G.I.G. in 
+Philadelphia, Pennsylvania on October 26, 1962.  He is also a 
+Shriner, Saladin Temple, Grand Rapids, Michigan, and an Honorary 
+Member of DeMolay Legion of Honor.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   August, 1933   No.8
+
+ROUGH AND PERFECT
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The rough Ashlar and the Trestleboard seem to have been symbols in 
+Ancient Craft Masonry at least from the beginning of the Grand Lodge 
+period (1717).  They are illustrated on the earliest of the old 
+tracing-boards which have come down to us.
+Just when or how the Perfect Ashlar came into our symbolism is 
+another matter, and not as simple as it appears.
+In 1731 one Samuel Prichard, who denominated himself as a “Life 
+Member of a Constituted Lodge” wrote and published “Masonry 
+Dissected,” the first of a long series of exposes of Freemasonry.
+In it is this curious dialogue, purporting to be held between the 
+Entered Apprentice during his initiation, and some initiating 
+officer:
+Q.	“Have you any Jewels in your Lodge?”
+A.	“Yes.”
+
+Q.	“How Many?”
+A.	“Six, three movable and three immovable.”
+
+Q.	“What are the movable Jewels?”
+A.	“Square, Level and Plumb Rule.”
+
+Q.	“What are their uses?”
+A.	“Square, to down true and right lines; Level, to try all 
+Horizontals; and Plumb Rule, to try all Uprights.”
+Q.	“What are the immovable Jewels?”
+A.	“Tarsel Board, Rough Ashlar and Broached Thurnel.”
+
+Q.	“What are their uses?”
+A.	“A Tarsel Board for the Master to draw his designs upon, Rough 
+Ashlar for the Fellow-Craft to try their Jewels upon, and the 
+Broached Thurnel for the entered Apprentice to learn to 	work 
+upon.”
+The learned Dr. Oliver, most prolific of the early writers on 
+Freemasonry, to whose industry if not to whose accuracy Freemasonry 
+owes a great debt, unwittingly muddied the waters of antiquity in 
+which this Broached Thurnel was apparently immersed!  He confused it 
+with the Rough Ashlar, stating that the two were the same.	
+Old tracing-Boards of the entered Apprentice Degree disclose what we 
+readily recognize as the Trestle-Board, although in those days it was 
+known as “Tarsel!”  Adjacent to it is what is plainly a Rough Ashlar.  
+Immediately next is a drawing of a cube, surmounted by a pyramid - a 
+cubical stone with a pyramidal apex.
+Early French tracing-boards display the “pierre-cubique,” of cubical 
+stone.
+Modern tracing-boards show the Perfect Ashlar (not the rough Ashlar, 
+as Oliver had it) in place of the Broached Thurnel, or cubical stone 
+with pyramid atop.
+Mackey quotes Parker’s “Glossary of Terms in Architecture” as 
+follows:
+“Broach or broche is an old English term for spire, still in use in 
+Leicestershire, where it is said to denote a spire springing from the 
+tower without any intervening parapet.  Thurnel is from the old 
+French, “tournelle,” a turret or little tower.  The Broached Thurnel, 
+then, was the Spired Turret.  It was a model on which Apprentices 
+might learn the principles of their art because it presented to them, 
+in its various outlines, the forms of the square and the triangle, 
+the cube and the pyramid.”
+Modern authorities dispute this.  G.W. Speth finds that Broach, in 
+Scotland means to rough-hew.  Thurnel, he states, is a chisel with 
+which to rough-hew, rather than a model of a spired turret on which 
+an Apprentice might learn to work.  But, he inquires, what then 
+becomes of the pyramid on the cube, displayed on the old tracing-
+boards?  Moreover, the Scotch use “boast” as an alternate word for 
+“broach,” and “boasted ashlar” can be found in modern dictionaries, 
+meaning chiseled with an irregular surface.
+As a matter of fact, no one really “knows” just what our ancient 
+brethren meant by Broached Thurnel; what we do know is that somewhere 
+in the early formative period of the modern ritual, Broached Thurnel 
+gave way to Perfect Ashlar.
+But it did not necessarily do so because of the presence on the 
+tracing-board of a Rough Ashlar.  No less an authority than R.W. 
+Charles C. Hunt, Librarian and Grand Secretary of the Grand Lodge of 
+Iowa, presents the “Perpend Ashlar” as its probable progenitor.  A 
+Perpend Ashlar - the word has many variations, such as parpen, 
+parpend, parpent, parpine, parpin, parping - is a dressed stone which 
+passes completely through a wall from one side to the other, having 
+two smooth, vertical faces.  This perpenstone. or bonder, or 
+bondstone, is the same as the Parping Ashlar of Glocestershire - a 
+stone which passes through a wall and shows a fair face on either 
+side.
+In the “True Masonic Chart” published by R.W. Jeremy L. Cross in 
+1820, appear pictures of the Rough and Perfect Ashlars, showing them 
+substantially as we know them today.  It is noteworthy that the 
+stones illustrated are more than twice as long as wide and high, 
+which seems to bear out the idea that the Perfect Ashlar, at least, 
+was once the Perpend Ashlar.
+Before examining the symbolism of the Ashlars it is illuminating to 
+read at least one passage from the Great Light:
+“And the king commanded, and they brought great stones, and costly 
+stones, and hewed stones, to lay the foundation of the house.
+“And Solomon’s builders and Hiram’s builders did hew them, and the 
+stonesquarers; so they prepared timber and stones to build the 
+house.” (I Kings, V 16-17)
+There is a distinction between builders and stone squarers - while 
+those who cut and squared the stone and those who built, both hewed, 
+yet they were distinct in functions.  It is also interesting to 
+observe the classification “great”, “costly” and “hewed.”
+“Great” of course refers to size.  The larger the stone, the harder 
+it was to cut from the quarry, the more difficult to transport, and 
+therefore, the more expensive.  But “costly” may also refer to the 
+expense of hewing.  Then, as now, the more truly and carefully a 
+stone was hewed and smoothed, squared and polished, the more time was 
+required and therefore, the more “costly” the stone became.
+Few symbols seem more obvious, at least in their simpler aspects.  
+Rough Ashlar, man in his untutored state; 
+Perfect Ashler, man educated, refined, with mind filled light.  It is 
+this symbolism which Brother J.W. Lawrence evidently had in mind when 
+he wrote:
+“The Perfect Ashlar, as a symbol, is the summum bonum of Freemasonry.  
+That is to say, everything else in Masonry leads up to it.  The V. of 
+S.L. describes it, the checkered pavement illustrates it, the Great 
+Architect no less than the Grand Geometrian desire it, and are 
+satisfied with nothing less.  When the craft has fashioned the 
+Perfect Ashlar, it has nothing else to do.”
+With part of which all can agree; if some think that there yet 
+remains building to be done, after the Ashlars are hewn to 
+perfection, we may still make our own the thought that the Grand 
+Master of the Grand Lodge Above wants only perfection in the 
+spiritual stones for the “House Not Made With Hands.”
+But the symbolism can be carried further.  In this subject 
+“Introduction to Freemasonry” reads:
+“The common Gavel, which breaks off the corners of rough stones, the 
+better to fit them for the builders use, joins the Rough and Perfect 
+Ashlars in a hidden symbol of the Order at once beautiful and tender.  
+The famous sculptor and ardent Freemason, Gutzon Borglum, when asked 
+how he carved stone into beautiful statues, once said: ‘it is very 
+simple.  I merely knock away with a hammer and chisel the stone I do 
+not need, and the statue is there - It Was There All of the Time.’”
+“In the Great Light We read: ‘The Kingdom of Heaven is Within You.’  
+We are also there taught that man is made in the image of God.  As 
+Brother Borglum has so beautifully said, images are made by a process 
+of taking away.  The perfection is already within.  All that is 
+required is to remove the roughness and excrescences, ‘Divesting our 
+Hearts and Consciences of the Vices and Superfluities of life’ to 
+show forth the perfect man and Mason within.” 
+Albert Pike, always original, thought the interpretation of the Rough 
+and Perfect Ashlars, as given in our Ancient craft monitors and 
+ritualistic instruction, to be superficial.  He found another 
+meaning:
+“The Rough Ashlar is the people, as a mass, rude and unorganized.  
+The Perfect Ashlar, cubical stone, symbol of perfection, is the 
+State, the rulers deriving their powers from the consent of the 
+governed; the constitution and laws speaking the will of the people; 
+the government, harmonious, symmetrical, efficient - its powers 
+properly distributed and duly adjusted in equilibrium.”
+Any brother is privileged to extend symbolism in new directions as 
+far as he wishes; if his reading of a symbol is to him satisfactory 
+teaching of a truth, it is a good reading.  But the rough and Perfect 
+Ashlars are sufficiently inclusive of the many truths-within the 
+grasp of the average individual, without extending the interpretation 
+to such vast conceptions as the people and the state.  Even Pike, 
+great interpreter of symbols though he was, never contended that the 
+original symbolism of the Ashlars, as developed from operative 
+practice by the early Speculatives, was of a political nature.
+Hunt’s reading of the Perfect Ashlar, as the successor to the Perpend 
+Ashlar, is most beautiful. In “Some Thoughts on Masonic Symbolism” he 
+suggests:
+“We call it the Perfect Ashlar, but we must remember that it is 
+perfected only because it is completely adapted to the purpose for 
+which it was made, namely; to exactly fit into its place in the 
+building, and act as a binder for other stones..
+“In order that it may do this, it must possess certain attributes and 
+through these attributes we are reminded ‘of that state of perfection 
+at which we hope to arrive by a virtuous education, our own endeavors 
+and the blessing of god.’  It has two faces to be exposed, and both 
+must be absolutely upright.  It does not have one standard for the 
+world and another for the home; the same face, square and true, is 
+presented both to the world and the Lodge, and it teaches that we 
+should not have one code of morals for one place and another for 
+another, but that right is the same wherever we are and under 
+whatever circumstance we may be placed.”
+The making of a Perfect Ashlar from a Rough Ashlar requires skill, 
+tools and a plan.  Without any of the three the Ashlar cannot be made 
+perfect.
+Skills to use the tools means education to wield Chisel and Mallet - 
+education to use the talents God gave us in whatever walk of life we 
+may be called.
+Tools must the workman have, for empty hands cannot chip away hard 
+stone; tools must the Speculative Craftsman have. for an empty mind 
+cannot wear away the resistance of our complicated life. Speculative 
+tools are honor and probity, energy and resource, courage and common 
+sense and the like virtues, the generation of which forms character.
+Most especially must the operative workman have a plan to which to 
+hew.  His mind must see both dimension and form, otherwise his tools 
+will cut aimlessly, and his Ashlar will be askew, not square, fit 
+only for the waste pile or the curiosity shop.  So must the 
+Speculative workman have a plan to which to fit his Perfect Ashlar of 
+character . . . an ambition, a goal for which to strive, some hope in 
+the future towards which he can stretch eager hands, bending every 
+energy to accomplish.
+Considered thus, the Rough and Perfect Ashlars become symbols of 
+greater interest than appear on only a casual inspection.  One 
+interpretation is, perhaps, as satisfactory as another - it is one of 
+the great beauties of symbolism that interpretations can differ 
+widely and yet all be true, and all fit with each other.  As one 
+writer puts it:
+“Most symbols have many interpretations.  These do not contradict but 
+amplify each other.  Thus, the square is a symbol of perfection, of 
+honor, and honestly, of good work.  These are all different, and yet 
+allied.  The square is not a symbol of wrong, or evil, or meanness, 
+or disease.  Ten different men may read ten different meanings into a 
+square and yet each meaning fits with, and belongs to, the other 
+meanings .  . . all these meanings are right. When all men know all 
+the meanings, the need for Freemasonry will have passed away.”  
+(“Foreign Countries”)
+Read the symbolism of the Ashlars as we choose, from the simplest 
+conception to the most profound, the though remains; even as the 
+cornerstone of a temple must be a perfect ashlar, so are these 
+symbols cornerstones of our Speculative Science, the more beautiful 
+and important that learned men have found in them so many and such 
+beautiful lessons.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   September, 1933   No.9
+
+TWENTY-FOUR INCH GAUGE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+In the early editions of his Monitor (1797 and on) Thomas Smith Webb 
+wrote:
+“The twenty-four inch gauge is an instrument made us of my operative 
+Masons, to measure and lay out their work; but Free and Accepted 
+Masons are taught to make use of it for the more noble and glorious 
+purpose of dividing their time; it being divided into twenty-four 
+equal parts, is emblematical of the twenty-four hours of the day, 
+which they are taught to divide into three equal parts; whereby are 
+found eight hours for the service of God and a distressed worthy 
+brother; eight hours for their usual avocations; and eight for 
+refreshment and sleep.”
+Time and the often witless tinkering of well-meaning but uninformed 
+brethren have altered here a word and there a phrase; in some 
+Jurisdictions it is now “Vocations,” in others it is “we” instead of 
+“they” and so on.
+But in essentials most American Jurisdictions use the paragraph as 
+the great ritualist phrased it for us a century and a third ago.  
+Unfortunately, he did not go deeply into the symbolism of the gauge, 
+leaving it to us to dig out for ourselves its concealed meanings, and 
+learn from it, as we are able to learn; thinking through it, as we 
+are able to think.
+Like most Masonic symbols, it conceals far more than it reveals.  
+Like many, the Monitorial explanation deals only with the obvious 
+meaning, leaving the inner symbolism for the delver in the rubbish of 
+the Temple’s verbiage who seeks the hidden truths Freemasonry 
+discloses to all who look.
+Among the oldest of man’s beginnings of civilization, measures seem 
+to have originated among all peoples with parts of the human body - 
+the foot, the hand, the palm, the digit, the cubit (elbow to tip of 
+the middle finger) etc.  The word inch comes (as does ounce) from the 
+Latin “unciae,” a unit divided into twelve parts.  Some contend that 
+origin of an inch was in the thumb joint.  Both foot and Roman 
+“unciae” are very old and our ancient brethren of the Gothic 
+Cathedral building age must surely have known both.  But what is 
+important is not the name of the measure but the division of the 
+gauge into units than its total, and their applicability to time.
+The relation of twenty-four inches to twenty-four hours is plain 
+enough, but when we examine just what it is that is divided into 
+twenty-four parts, the explanation becomes difficult.
+What is time?  To most of us it is the duration between two noons; 
+the elapsed interval between any two events; the passage of a certain 
+fraction of life.  To the philosopher, time is an unknown quantity.  
+Like space, it appears to be a conception of the mind, without 
+objective existence.  Modern mathematicians contend that time and 
+space are but two faces of the same idea, like the two sides of a 
+shield.  While we can comprehend one without reference to the other, 
+we cannot “use” one without the other.  Every material thing occupies 
+space for a certain time; every material thing existing for a 
+specified time, occupies space.
+We pass through space in three directions - up and down, right and 
+left, forward and back.  We pass through time, apparently, 
+continuously in one direction from birth to death.
+We cannot go back for even the smallest fraction of an instant.  Omar 
+wrote:
+“The moving finger writes; and having writ, Moves on; nor all Piety 
+nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your tears 
+wash out a Word of it.”
+The operative workman measures his stone with his gauge; if the 
+ashlar is too long, he shortens it.  If it is to broad, he narrows 
+it.  If it too crooked to make square, he casts it on the rubbish 
+heap and begins anew with a rough ashlar.
+But the Speculative Mason, measuring his time with the twenty-four 
+inch gauge, has no such latitude.  The ruined minute is forever away; 
+the crooked hour can never be made straight.  The day unfit for the 
+Building Not Made With Hands can never be set in the Eternal Wall, 
+nor can the workman find in any quarry a new day to mould.
+Thinking of it thus, could any symbol cry a more clarion call for 
+accuracy of labor?  For skill with which to work?  For care and pains 
+in building?
+“Eight hours for the service of God and a worthy distressed brother, 
+eight hours for their usual avocation, and eight for refreshment and 
+sleep.”
+There is no time to waste.  There is not time to be lost.  There is 
+no time for idleness.  Thomas Smith Webb builded better than he knew 
+when with so sparing a hand he laid out the Speculative Mason’s time 
+for the lighter side of life.  In his conception, all such must be 
+taken from the eight hours allotted to refreshment and sleep.  He who 
+would “pass the time away” - he who would indulge in “pastimes,” 
+must, according to the Monitor, take these hours from bed!	
+To divide our twenty-four hours into three equal parts is a very 
+practical, everyday admonition.  Here is no erudite philosophy such 
+as “laborer est orare” - tov labor is to pray.  Nor is there any 
+suggestion that even refreshment may be in the “service of God.”  
+Again, the old ritualist knew his audience.  His instructions are 
+simple; their profundity is only for those who wish to look beneath 
+the surface.
+For these, indeed, the whole twenty-four hours may be literally “in 
+the service of God” since labor and sleep are necessary for life as 
+we have to live it, and it is a poor theology which does not teach 
+the common lot to be the Will of God.
+In 1784 Sir William Jones wrote:
+“Seven hours to law, to soothing slumber seven, Ten to the world 
+allot, and all to heaven.”
+Webb does not so put it, but if the eight hours for labor us also to 
+be “in the service of God,” it must be labor which results in good 
+work, true work, square work.  Refreshment of mind and body which is 
+an offering to heaven must be clean and wholesome, if on the morrow 
+the laborer is to be wholesome and clean for new labor, and prayer 
+and service.
+The Mason interested in a further interpretation of the three-fold 
+division of twenty-four hours need look no further than the Great 
+Light upon his Altar - indeed, he need only turn back from 
+Ecclesiastes XII to Ecclesiastes III to find the inspiration of this 
+Monitorial admonition that there is a time for everything.  We read:
+“To everything there is a season and a time for every purpose under 
+heaven; a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a 
+time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill and a time to 
+heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; a time to weep, 
+and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; a time to 
+cast away stones, and a time to gather stones; a time to embrace, and 
+a time to refrain from embracing; a time to get, and a time to lose; 
+a time to keep, and a time to cast away; a time to rend, and a time 
+to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; a time to love, 
+and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.”
+But nowhere in the wise counsel of prophet or patriot, preacher or 
+teacher, is there set forth a time to waste time.
+Time is the very substance of life, its golden minutes the only 
+stones we have with which to build.  Every accomplishment of man, be 
+it Temple of marble or Temple of character, act of selfishness or 
+selfless giving to others, building a nation or building a house, 
+must be accomplished with “Time.”  Without time nothing is ever done.  
+Hence he who wastes either his time or another’s, squanders that 
+which he cannot replace; which comes from we know not whither, to go 
+we know not whence, which once gone, is gone forever.
+About us are many varieties of men with as many ideas of how time 
+should be spent.  Every human being has the same number of minutes in 
+an hour, of hours in a day, of days in a year.  Some have little or 
+nothing to show for their thirty, forty, or fifty years.  Others have 
+great accomplishments to exhibit as the product of their time.  
+Lincoln used all the time he did not need to devote to his usual 
+avocation to mastering geometry, learning politics, understanding the 
+question of slavery.  Albert Pike made himself a learned scholar by 
+constant use of spare time.  These men knew what the twenty-four inch 
+gauge really meant, how profound a symbol it is - aye, Lincoln knew, 
+though he was a Freemason only “in his heart” and not a member of any 
+Lodge.
+It provokes sober thought to apply the Masonic rule to a 
+determination of how long we really have.  Our days are allotted as 
+three score and ten.  We rarely start on our life work before we are 
+twenty.  Of the fifty years of actual time for labor, we are 
+admonished to spend a third of in the service of God and a distressed 
+worthy brother, a third in refreshment and sleep, and but a third in 
+labor - not quite seventeen years in which to accomplish all we have 
+to do!  No wonder so few of us leave behind a monument which will 
+stand long enough to be seen by the coming generation, still less one 
+which will last through the ages.
+“But the harder the task, the greater the joy of accomplishment!”
+Much has been made of the amount of time spent in the “service of God 
+and a distressed worthy brother” by enemies of the Craft, who have 
+tried to read into this admonition the thought that the other sixteen 
+hours are to be used without service to God, and that only a 
+distressed “brother” is to share in our labors.
+This, of course , is pure casuistry.  If we instruct a workman to 
+build a wall, we mean that he is to carry the brick, make the mortar, 
+lay the courses, level the whole, leave an opening for the gate, 
+point up the joints - do the whole job!
+“Service to God,” then, does not mean merely spending time upon ones 
+knees in prayer, but living life acceptable to the Great Architect.  
+By “worthy distressed brother” we have no reason to assume that 
+Masonry means only “brother of the Mystic Tie.”  Masons are 
+repeatedly bidden to turn to the Great Light as the rule and guide of 
+faith and practice.  Here we find “inasmuch as ye do it into the 
+least of these . . . “  And all men who own to a common Father are 
+brothers.
+The attentive Freemason quickly notes how frequently are the Masonic 
+allusions to work, and how few to refreshment.  Our twenty-four inch 
+gauge gives us - almost grudgingly, it seems - eight hours for two 
+occupations of which we know one needs the greater part - eight hours 
+for refreshment and sleep.  The other sixteen are for labor, work, 
+effort, doing.
+To him who finds labor irksome, the twenty-four inch gauge must be a 
+painful symbol.  Alas, all symbols are painful for the idle!  But for 
+those who have learned life’s greatest lesson, that the most lasting 
+joy comes from accomplishment, the symbol is beautiful.
+Fortunate is the man who is happy at his daily task; discontented he 
+who has not found his work.  For him who likes his job, sixteen hours 
+a day are scarce enough.  Find the carpenter who carves wood in his 
+spare hours, the bookkeeper who spends his evenings doing 
+mathematics, the doctor whose leisure is spent teaching his healing 
+art, and you hear men singing at their labors; men who curse the 
+clocks which go too fast!
+Find the Mason interested in the Ancient Craft, prompt to offer his 
+services for visiting the sick, doing committee work, helping the 
+tiler, laboring on Fellowcraft or Degree Team, and you see one happy 
+in his lodge.
+Such men have no time to waste - all have some division of their 
+gauge of time which makes every minute count with “sixty seconds 
+worth of distance run.”
+Time - substance of life!  Time - gift of the Great Architect!  Time 
+- building stone for the spiritual temple!  Time - man’s greatest 
+mystery, bitterest enemy, truest friend!  Its care, conservation, 
+employment, is the secret of the twenty-four inch gauge - its waste 
+and aimless spending is the sin against which this symbolic working 
+tool unalterably aligns the Ancient Craft.
+The Scythe, emblem of Time, wins in the end.  We can race with Father 
+Time for but a little while.
+“But we can win while we are permitted to race.”
+And at the end, the great ruler of our lives is merciful!  As you 
+think of the twenty-four inch gauge and its three divisions, think 
+also of these tender and beautiful words written of the mighty 
+servant, mightier master, Time:
+I bring you woe and scalding tears and all life holds of sadness,
+Because I am remorseless, your heart in torture pays
+In bitter coin of memories of times when time was madness,
+“I am the passing hours; I amyour march of days.”
+Enemy and best of friends am I to those who sorrow;
+Pitiless in passing, yet Oh, so slow, so slow. . .
+I hurry to the sleeping the greyness of  tomorrow;
+Sluggard in my sun-down, I never seem to go . . .
+Little bit by even less, all pain I can diminish,
+Slowly win the smile to eyes that now know but to weep.
+I began your race with life, and I shall see its finish;
+My arms, and none but mine, shall in the end give sleep.
+I linger not for anyone, yet I may not be hastened;
+You must bear your agony until I bid it cease . . .
+But when your head is in the dust, and all your pride is 
+chastened,
+“At long last, I promise you, I bring the gift of peace.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   October, 1933   No.10
+
+BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, FREEMASON
+
+by: unknown
+
+The genius of Franklin was so overwhelming, and manifested in so many 
+different directions, that no short paper can even list his 
+achievements; the American Philosophical Society requires twenty 
+large book pages merely to catalog his inventions, discoveries, 
+accomplishments and the events in which he was intimately concerned.  
+Printer, author, editor, inventor, scientist, diplomat; founder of 
+schools, postal systems, government; ambassador, wit, speaker; 
+philosopher, politician and Freemason, he was not only the amazing 
+intellect, the Voltaire of Colonial America, but one of the most 
+complex and gifted men of all times.  He was the Francis Bacon of his 
+age, far ahead of the years in which he lived, and as such, the 
+subject of criticism from those who did not understand him.
+Certain facts of his Masonic career stand out; particularly it is to 
+be noted that Franklin was not merely a lodge member content with 
+that and nothing more, but a Freemason intensely interested in his 
+Craft, willing to give his enormous powers for its welfare, and 
+leaving an indelible impress on its history in this country.  His 
+activities were so great and his Masonry so influential in his life, 
+there seems little reason for historians to quarrel about matters of 
+dates and “firsts”  in connection with his revered name.
+We do not know exactly when Franklin was initiated; it was in 1731 
+and probably at the February meeting of St.  John’s Lodge in 
+Philadelphia.  Nor do we know when St.  Johns’s Lodge was born. From 
+an old and extraordinarily interesting account book, the famous 
+“Liber B,” we know the Lodge was in existence as early as December 
+1730.  Whether it was a “duly constituted Lodge” or a lodge meeting 
+only under the authority of Ancient Custom, cannot here be stated.  
+Many lodges in the early days so met; the Lodge at Fredricksburg, for 
+instance, in which Washington was initiated, had no charter until 
+after he became a member, although oral tradition says it met under 
+authority of Massachusetts.
+Prior to his initiation, Franklin had poked a little fun at the 
+Freemasons in his “Pennsylvania Gazette.”  Some historians think this 
+was to “advertise” himself to St.  John’s Lodge so that when he 
+applied he would not be regarded as a stranger.  Others see it merely 
+as the witty writing of a man who knew little of the Fraternity.  
+Whatever the reason, Franklin’s membership changed his style of 
+writing in the Gazette.   He published story after story about 
+Freemasonry in America in general and Pennsylvania and Philadelphia 
+in particular;  these have become foundation stones on which is 
+erected the early history of Freemasonry in this nation.
+That Franklin should immediately raise his head above the generality 
+of the members of St John’s Lodge was inevitable.  His whole life of 
+public service, his boundless courage, which led him to express 
+himself roundly on the non-popular side of many questions, his 
+tremendous ability, would naturally bring him to the fore.  It is not 
+surprising then that he was very soon (1735) elected Secretary, an 
+office he held until 1738.  What is surprising, supposing our early 
+brethren were as conservative as are we, is to find him a member of a 
+committee to draft by-laws of his lodge in 1732; to this happening we 
+are indebted for certain pages in “Liber B” in the handwriting of the 
+great patriot.
+Still more amazing in these days of lengthy years of service before a 
+brother receives any recognition in Grand Lodge, is his appointment 
+as Junior Warden of the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania on St. John the 
+Baptist’s Day, June 24, 1732.  No attempt will here be made to go 
+into those matters of Masonic historical controversy at issue between 
+brethren in Pennsylvania and Massachusetts. No opinion is here 
+expressed as to whether that Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania was or was 
+not a “duly constituted body.”  Here the title is used as it was by 
+Franklin.  Even those who believe that this Grand Lodge was not 
+“really” a Grand Lodge but only St John’s Lodge working as a Grand 
+Lodge, are glad to know that Franklin became its Grand Master in 
+1734.
+The first or Mother Grand Lodge was formed in London in 1717.  Six 
+years after “Anderson’s Constitutions” was first published.  The 
+second edition did not appear until 1738, and by 1734, the edition of 
+1723 was long exhausted.  This was an opportunity - who better might 
+print the “Constitutions” for American Masons than the Grand Master?  
+The “Pennsylvania Gazette, from May 9 to 16, 1734, carried the 
+following advertisement:  
+“THE CONSTITUTIONS OF THE FREEMASON;  Containing the History, 
+Charges, Regulations, etc., of that most ancient and Right Worshipful 
+Fraternity, London Printed, Reprinted, by B. Franklin, in the year of 
+Masonry 5734.  Price Stitch’d 2s6, bound 4s.”
+The book was delayed; perhaps even Franklin’s press was subject to 
+the slowness which modern authors sometimes find in printing houses!  
+It was not until August that the “Masons’ Book” was ready; then 
+seventy copies were sent to Boston, others to Charleston, and still 
+later, more to Boston.  Some fifteen copies of the Masonic rarity are 
+still cherished in Masonic Libraries.
+On November 28, 1734, he wrote twice to Massachusetts. 
+One letter was to Henry Price, “Right Worshipful Grand Master” and 
+the Grand Lodge in Massachusetts.  The other was to “Dear Brother 
+Price.”  With one other, these are the only known letters Franklin 
+wrote about Freemasonry. They are important enough to quote:
+“Right Worshipful Grand Master and Most Worthy and Dear Brethren:
+“We acknowledge your favor of the 23rd of October past, and rejoice 
+that the Grand Master (whom God Bless) hath so happily recovered from 
+his late indisposition; and we now, glass in hand, drink to the 
+establishment of his health, and the prosperity of your whole Lodge.
+“We have seen in the Boston prints an article of news from London, 
+importing that a Grand Lodge held there in August last, Mr. Price’s 
+deputation and power was extended over all America, which advice we 
+hope is true, and we heartily congratulate him thereupon and though 
+this has not been as yet regularly signified to us by you, yet, 
+giving credit thereto, we think it our duty to lay before your Lodge 
+what we apprehend needful to be done for us in order to promote and 
+strengthen the interest of Masonry in this Provence (which seems to 
+want the sanction of some authority derived from home to give the 
+proceedings and determinations of our Lodge their due weight) to wit, 
+a Deputation or Charter granted by the Right Worshipful Mr. Price, by 
+virtue of his commission from Britain, confirming the Brethren of 
+Pennsylvania in the privileges they at present enjoy of holding 
+annually their Grand Lodge, choosing their Grand Master, Wardens and 
+other officers, who may manage all affairs relating to the Brethren 
+here with full power and authority, according the customs and usages 
+of Masons, the said Grand Master of Pennsylvania only yielding his 
+chair, when the Grand Master of all America shall be in place.  This, 
+if it seems good and reasonable to you to grant, will not only be 
+extremely agreeable to us, but will also, we are confident, conduce 
+much to the welfare, establishment and reputation of Masonry in these 
+parts.  We therefore submit it for your consideration, and, as we 
+hope our request will be complied with, we desire that it may be done 
+as soon as possible, and also accompanied with a copy of the R.W. 
+Grand Master’s first Deputation, and of the instrument by which it 
+appears to be enlarged as above-mentioned, witnessed by your Wardens, 
+and signed by the secretary; for which favours this Lodge doubts not 
+of being able to behave as not to be thought ungrateful.
+“We are, Right Worshipful Grand Master and Most Worthy Brethren, Your 
+affectionate Brethren and obliged humble servants, Signed at the 
+request of the Lodge,
+B. Franklin, G.M. Philadelphia, Nov. 28, 1734”
+“Dear Brother Price: - I am glad to hear of your full recovery.  I 
+hoped to have seen you here this Fall, agreeable to the expectation 
+you were so good as to give me; but since sickness has prevented your 
+coming while the weather was moderate, I have no room to flatter 
+myself with a visit from you before the Spring, when a deputation of 
+the Brethren here will have an opportunity  of showing how much they 
+esteem you.  I beg leave to recommend their request to you, and 
+inform you, that some false and rebel  foreigners, being about to set 
+up a distinct Lodge in opposition to the old and true Brethren here, 
+pretending to make Masons for a bowl of punch, and the Craft is like 
+to come into disesteem among us unless the true Brethren are 
+countenanced and distinguished by some special authority as herein 
+desired.  I entreat, therefore, that whatever you shall think proper 
+to do herein may be sent by the next post, if possible, or the next 
+following.
+“I am, Your Affectionate Brother and Humble Servt”
+B. Franklin, G.M. Pennsylvania,  Philadelphia, Nov. 28, 1734”
+“P.S. - If more of the Constitutions are wanted among you, please 
+hint me.”
+The address upon the letters is:
+To Mr. Henry Price
+At the Brazen Head Boston.“N.E.”
+These letters are variously “explained” according to the point of 
+view of the apologists. M.W. Melvin M. Johnson, Past Grand Master of 
+Massachusetts, noted Masonic historian, says:
+“Should all other evidence and arguments be disregarded, these 
+letters are definite and final.  They establish that Pennsylvania 
+Masonry as wanting in authority, i.e., was not duly constituted; that 
+Henry Price was the ‘Founder of Duly Constituted Masonry in 
+America.’”
+Brother J.E. Burnett Buckenham, M.D., writing  as Librarian and 
+Curator of the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania, in “The Amazing Benjamin 
+Franklin,” says:
+“Whether these letters were written as an excuse for bringing up the 
+subject of the sale of more 
+Constitution Books, or from a real (rather than fancied) danger to 
+the Craft from not having a warrant of constitution, the writer does 
+not pretend to say.”
+In 1738 were heard the first rumblings of that anti-Masonic 
+excitement which was to shake the Masonic world nearly a hundred 
+years later.  A young man was killed as a result of a mock Masonic 
+initiation.  This was seized upon by a rival of Franklin, Willliam 
+Bradford, publisher of the “American Weekly Mercury,” as a pretext on 
+which to launch attacks on Franklin and his connection with 
+Freemasonry.  The incident raised anxiety in the hearts of Franklin’s 
+father and mother over their son’s being a member of the Order.  To 
+allay their fears, Franklin wrote his father, April 13, 1738, as 
+follows:
+“As to the Freemasons, I know of no way of giving my mother a better 
+account of them than she seems to have at present, since it is not 
+allowed that women should be admitted into that secret society.  She 
+has, I must confess on that account some reason to be displeased with 
+it; but for anything else, I must entreat her to suspend her judgment 
+till she is better informed, unless she will believe me, when I 
+assure her that they are in general a very harmless sort of people, 
+and have no principles or practices that are inconsistent with 
+religion and good manners.”
+According to Old Masonic and family traditions the cornerstone of the 
+Statehouse in Philadelphia (Independence Hall), built while Franklin 
+was Grand Master, was laid by him and the Brethren of St. John’s 
+Lodge.
+Franklin was too busy to visit much Masonically.  In 1743 he held 
+Fraternal communion with his brethren in the First (St. John’s) Lodge 
+of Boston.  Later (1749 ) Thomas Oxnard of Boston, appointed him 
+Provincal Grand Master.  This appointment only lasted a year; he was 
+deposed from his high estate in 1750, when William Allen received the 
+appointment; Allen immediately appointed Franklin Deputy Grand 
+Master..
+In 1752 he visited Tun Tavern Lodge; two years later he was present 
+at the Quarterly Communication of the Grand Lodge of Massachusetts, 
+and in 1755 he was prominent in the anniversary and dedication of the 
+“Freemason’s Lodge in Philadelphia,” the first Masonic building in 
+this nation.  Late in 1760, with his son, Franklin visited the Grand 
+Lodge in London.
+Among his first actions in France when he appeared as Ambassador, 
+were affiliations with Masonic Lodges.  In 1777 he was elected a 
+member of the famous “Lodge des Neuf Soeurs” (Lodge of the Nine 
+Sisters, or Nine Muses) of Paris, and in 1778 he assisted in 
+Voltaire’s initiation into this Lodge.  What a meeting that must have 
+been, and what events may of had their beginnings in the meeting of 
+these two brilliant minds - the Frenchman caustic, tart, rapier-like 
+in wit, scathing in denunciation of wrong and evil; Franklin smooth, 
+suave, direct, sensible, keen as his French contem-porary - both 
+laying aside their defensive arms of wit and diplomacy to meet upon 
+the level and part upon the square.  Alas, it was not for long - 
+within the year Franklin helped bury the famous Frenchman with 
+Masonic honors.  The following year (1779) he was elected Master of 
+the Lodge of the Nine Sisters; and it was not definitely known how 
+much he actually served for he was but an honorary Master.
+In 1782 he became a member of Lodge de Saint Jean de Jerusalem, and 
+the following year was elected Venerable d’Honneur of that body.  The 
+same year he was elected honorary member of Lodge des bons Amis (Good 
+Friends), Rouen
+In the dedication of a sermon delivered at the request of R.W. Grand 
+Lodge of Pennsylvania, by Rev. Joseph Pilmore in St. Paul’s Church, 
+Philadelphia, on St. John;s Day in December, 1786, Franklin referred 
+to as “An Illustrious Brother whose Distinguished Merit among Masons 
+entitles him to their highest veneration.”
+Four years later, April 17, 1790, Benjamin Franklin passed to the 
+Grand Lodge above.
+No catalog of Franklin’s offices, services, dates, names, and places 
+adequately can convey the essential facts regarding his Masonic 
+Membership.  Properly to evaluate them it is necessary to form an 
+accurate mental picture of Franklin the man.  But so much talent for 
+so many activities makes it difficult to pick those facets of a many-
+sided jewel which best reflect the influence Freemasonry had upon 
+him.  
+Most of his biographers are agree that Franklin’s genius showed the 
+greatest advantage in his philosophical concepts, and his abilities 
+as an ambassador. The one pictures the man as he was “in his heart” 
+which is not only good Masonic ritual but also good scripture, since, 
+“as he thinketh in his heart, so he is;”  the other paints him a 
+master of tact, of homely wit, and fair-mindedly keen in an age when 
+wit had a rapier edge; as skilled in the arts of diplomacy in a time 
+when intrigue and deceit were the very backbone of bargaining between 
+nation and nation.
+His whole life of service exemplifies the practice of toleration on 
+the one hand, and a non-dogmatic, non-credic religion on the other.  
+We cannot prove that he received  the inspiration for these from 
+Freemasonry he loved and practiced, but neither can anyone prove the 
+contrary.  It is difficult to associate Masonic ideas with such 
+thoughts as Franklin so often expressed, and not see a connection 
+between.
+In the Constitution Convention, when Franklin saved it for the Union, 
+and the Union for posterity, he said;
+“The longer I live, the more convincing proofs I see of this truth, 
+“That God Governs in the Affairs of Men.”  And if a sparrow cannot 
+fall to the ground without his notice, it is probable that an empire 
+can rise without His aid?  We have been assured, Sir, in the Sacred 
+Writings, that ‘except the Lord build the house, they labor in vain 
+that build it.’  I firmly believe this; and I also believe, that, 
+without His concurring aid, we shall succeed in this political 
+building no better than the builder’s of Babel.”
+It would be difficult to put much more Masonry in the same number of 
+words.
+To his father he wrote:
+“The Scriptures assure me that the last day we shall not be examined 
+for what we thought, but what we did; and our recommendation will not 
+be that we said, ‘Lord, Lord!’ but that we did good to our fellow 
+creatures.  See Matt. XXV.”
+The famous epitaph he wrote for himself so slightly conceals the 
+Masonic theme of immortality as told in our Legend that all may read 
+who run:
+The body of
+B. Franklin, Printer
+(Like the cover of an old book
+Its contents torn out
+And stripped of its Lettering and Guilding)
+Lies here, Food for the Worms.
+But the Work shall not be wholly lost;
+For it will, (as he believed) appear once more,
+In a new and more perfect Edition,
+Corrected and Amended
+By the Author.
+
+Benjamin Franklin had everything that a reformer should have, except 
+the desire to reform for the sake of the reformation.  He improved 
+everything which interested him, but he never tried to force his 
+improvements into the lives of others.  He could show a world a new 
+way of making glasses, and that lightning comes down a kitestring, 
+and that daylight saving time adds to leisure, and that wit and humor 
+win more causes  than arguments, but he did not try to “make laws 
+about it.”  He improved the printing press, the army and navy, the 
+common stove, ideas of ventilation, paved Philadelphia and made it a 
+better lighted town, invented a hundred gadgets for common living, 
+such as a three wheel clock, a combination library chair and step 
+ladder (they can be bought to this day) an artificial arm to get 
+books from a high shelf, “but he never tried to improve or change or 
+alter Freemasonry.”
+Franklin is generally conceded to have been a diplomat of the first 
+rank, but only those who read history carefully know what a load he 
+carried on his old shoulders when in 1776 he went to France to 
+represent the United States.  He had to win the support of a nation 
+largely controlled by court, fashion, beauty, gallantry - anything 
+but the hard common sense of a Franklin.  Yet this same practical 
+philosopher, this inventor, scientist, printer, pamphleteer and 
+politician; took France by storm.  He was a gallant gentleman to the 
+ladies, a man among men with French gallants.  He won sympathy 
+without a display of suffering, and made friends without seeming to 
+try.  He convinced every one of his honor and probity by being honest 
+in an age when dishonesty was fashionable.  On his simple promise to 
+pay he secured millions in ships, men and goods, where a less able 
+representative might have failed with an order of Congress on the 
+Treasury for backing.  He played international politics by using the 
+King’s hatred of the English.  He selected and forwarded military 
+supplies.  He fitted out and commissioned privateers.  He kept the 
+accounts between two nations.  He helped plan the campaigns at sea.  
+He enthused the French ruler and the French people.  And through it 
+all he kept his sanity, made new friends and retained old ones, all 
+by fair-mindedness, the innate justice and the toleration which are 
+part and parcel of the teachings of Freemasonry.
+Franklin lived to be eighty-five years old.  Sixty of those years as 
+a Freemason; he lived and wrote and practiced the principles of the 
+Order.
+It is not for us to say what he would have been had there been no 
+Freemasonry in his life; it is for us only to revere the Franklin who 
+was among the very greatest of any other nation, in all times; for us 
+to congratulate ourselves and be thankful for our country, that this 
+wise philosopher, this leader of men and of nations, had taken to his 
+heart the immutable and eternal principles of the Ancient Craft.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   November, 1933   No.11
+
+WOMEN FREEMASONS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The romances of the Ancient Craft include a number of stories of 
+women who are said to have become Freemasons, in one or another.  The 
+majority are hoaxes, legends or pure fiction.
+For a woman to become a real Freemasons is as impossible as for a man 
+to become a mother, a leopard to change his spots.  A female duly 
+elected, properly prepared, initiated and obligated, passed and 
+raised, who signed the by-laws of a regularly constituted lodge would 
+not be a freemason, as all which had been done with her would be 
+entirely illegal, and one illegally initiated is not a Freemason.  
+The Third of the Old Charges, foundation law of the Craft, states 
+emphatically:  “The persons admitted Members of a Lodge must be good 
+and true Men, free-born and of mature and discreet age; no bondman, 
+no women, or immoral or scandalous Men, but of good report.”
+It would, however, be extraordinary if at some time, in some place, 
+some woman was not illegally given a Masonic degree, or obligated as 
+a Freemason.  That the instances which rest on anything more reliable 
+than tradition and heresay are so few is a remarkable tribute to the 
+fidelity of Masons.  It is a point worth noting that the number of 
+even possible true instances is much less than the known number of 
+exposes of Masonry written and published by foresworn brethren.
+Best known, most often quoted, and most credible of all histories of 
+alleged “women Freemasons” is that of the Honorable Elizabeth St. 
+Ledger, later Mrs. Richard Aldworth, of Ireland.  Even about her 
+strange story has clustered a curious collection of myths and 
+legends, which have required some untangling at the hands of skilled 
+Masonic historians.
+According to the most reliable accounts, Arthur St. Ledger, 1st Baron 
+Kilmayden and Viscount Doneraile, with his sons and a few intimate 
+friends, were in the habit (as was the custom in those early days 
+when Freemasonry was closing the era of Operative and opening an era 
+of Sepculative Masonry), of opening a Lodge and conducting  its 
+ceremonies in the family mansion at Doneraile Court, County Cork, 
+Ireland.
+When Elizabeth was seventeen years old, the old house underwent 
+repairs, including removal and replacement of a partition between the 
+library and a back room , in which the Lodge meetings were held.
+One afternoon Miss St. Ledger, in the library, heard voices.  With 
+perhaps pardonable feminine curiosity she listened at an opening 
+between the bricks of the replaced partition.  Not hearing 
+sufficiently well, she removed a loose brick and obtained an 
+unobstructed view and complete audition of what occurred.	
+She looked and listened for some time before she realized what she 
+saw and heard.  There seems to be no question of her gentle breeding, 
+education or high mindedness; when she understood she  became terror-
+struck and fled from the room, intending forever to conceal her 
+guilty knowledge.
+Her way out, however, was barred by the Lodge Tiler, her father’s 
+butler.  She screamed and fainted..
+The Tiler summoned the Master; the young woman recovered 
+consciousness, and confessed to what she had discovered.  The Lodge 
+considered what should be done, and finally decided to have her take 
+part in ceremonies similar to those she had witnessed.  Accordingly, 
+she was initiated and passed a Fellowcraft.  At this time (1710) the 
+third degree, or what the was the “Master’s Part,” was not a separate 
+ceremony, so that, granting the story be true. Miss St. Ledger 
+received all the light her father’s Lodge had to give.
+Too much corroborative detail surrounds this old tale to pass it by 
+as apocryphal. There is today extant in the possession of Lady 
+Castletown, Upper Ossory, a painting of Miss St. Ledger in her 
+Masonic Regalia.  Two Jewels she wore are preserved, one in the 
+possession of the family, the other held by Lodge No.1, Cork.  
+Contemporary accounts credit her with acting as Master of the Lodge, 
+and riding in Public Masonic processions, clad in Masonic regalia; 
+these are doubtless mere inventions.  It is not on record that she 
+was permitted to attend any meeting of the Lodge except that in which 
+she was initiated and passed.
+Nor has the Lodge been identified; yet this is not surprising, since 
+the date (1710) is prior to the formation of the Irish Grand Lodge, 
+and seven years before the formation of the Mother Grand Lodge in 
+London.  It is supposed that her father received his Masonry in 
+London, and brought it home with him, in the easy custom of the olden 
+time, making Masons of his friends and with them practicing the 
+Speculative Art. 
+It is pleasant o chronicle that every version of the story - and they 
+are many - sets forth that this Irish Lady, as a girl, a wife, a 
+mother and grandmother, highly valued her singular distinction, never 
+took advantage of it, and venerated the Craft for all of her eighty 
+years of life.
+Among the many versions of this story , one credits Miss St. Ledger 
+with “intent” to overhear by concealing herself in a clock-case in 
+the Lodge Room. This seems altogether out of character; moreover, the 
+clock-case” method of a woman’s getting Masonic secrets has been 
+overworked.
+In a letter written in 1879 to Brother Montague Guest, the following 
+passage relating to a Dorsetshire Lodge occurs:
+“There was a Lodge about a hundred years ago, held in a house facing 
+the Up-Lyme turnpike . . . It was in that lodge that it was said the 
+woman hid herself in a clock and was in consequence made a Mason.”
+The clock-case tradition finds an echo in Thackeray’s story of “My 
+Grandfather’s Time,” which occurs in one of his papers on SNOBS, 
+about . . .
+“. . . my great aunt (whose portrait we still have in the family) who 
+got into the clock-case at the Royal Rosicrucian Lodge at Bungay, 
+Suffolk, to spy the proceedings of the Society. of which her husband 
+was a member, and being frightened by the sudden whirring and 
+striking eleven of the clock (just as the Deputy Master was bringing 
+in the mystic Gridiron for the reception of a neophyte), rushed out 
+into the midst of the Lodge assembled; and was elected by a desperate 
+unanimity, Deputy Grand Mistress for life.  Though that admirable and 
+courageous female never subsequently breathed a word with regard to 
+the secrets of the initiation, yet she inspired all our family with 
+such horror regarding the mysteries of Jachin and Boaz, that none of 
+our family have ever since joined the society or worn the dreadful 
+Masonic insignia.
+There seems to be small doubt that Helene, Countess Hadik Barkoczy, 
+born 1833, was actually “made a Mason” in Lodge Egyenloseg, warranted 
+by the Grand Orient of Hungary.  The last of her race, at her 
+father’s death she was permitted by the Hungarian courts to take the 
+place of a son, receiving his full inheritance.  In this was an 
+extensive Masonic library in which she became much interested.  In 
+1875 the Lodge mentioned admitting her!
+The Grand Orient of Hungary took immediate action on this “breach  of 
+Masonic vow, unjustifiably conferring Masonic degrees, doing that 
+which degrades a Freemason and Freemasonry, and for knowingly 
+violating the statues.”  The Deputy Master of the Lodge was expelled, 
+the officers of the Lodge had their names struck from its rolls, and 
+the members were suspended for various periods of time.  To the honor 
+of the Grand Orient be it said, its final pronouncement - apart from 
+these merited punishments - was unequivocal.  It Read:
+“1.   The Grand Orient declares the admission of the Countess Hadik 
+Barkoczy to be contrary to the laws, and therefore null and void, 
+forbids her admittance into any Lodge of their jurisdiction, under 
+penalty of erasion of the Lodge from the rolls, and request all Grand 
+Lodges to do the same.
+“2   The Countess is requested to return the invalid certificate 
+which she holds, within ten days, in default of which measures will 
+be taken to confiscate immediately the certificate whenever produced 
+at any of the Lodges.”
+The Chevalier d’Eon is a mysterious and remarkable character, but he 
+was not a “woman” Freemason.  It seems highly probable that this 
+peculiar person (born 1728 was partially an hermaphrodite, feminine 
+in appearance, if sufficiently masculine in nature to become a 
+distinguished soldier and one of the best swordsmen in France.   In 
+spite of a pronouncement by a court of law that “he” was a woman, his 
+male sex was definitely proved after his death.  This is more 
+remarkable, as after a masculine career of some distinction (which 
+included being made a Mason in London) he voluntarily admitted that 
+“he” was a woman, and lived as such for thirty-three years.!
+The world believed him at the time, and great was the stir caused by 
+the thought that a regular Lodge had “made a Mason of a woman.”  
+Postmortem examination restored confidence; the best explanation of 
+his odd life is that he was insane; the worst which may be thought of 
+him as a “woman” is that he deceived the world, Masonic and profane 
+alike, for many years.
+Melrose Lodge No.1 is on the roll of the Grand Lodge of Scotland, 
+preserves the tradition of as woman initiate, Isabella Scoon, known 
+in the vernacular as Tib Skin.  The story runs that after removing 
+from Newstead, the meetings were held in hired rooms for some years. 
+and:
+“The matron, ac true daughter of Eve, somehow obtained more light 
+upon the hidden mysteries than was deemed at all expedient, and, 
+after due consideration of the case, it was resolved that she must be 
+regularly initiated into Freemasonry,” which tradition states was 
+actually done, the initiate being greatly impressed with solemnity of 
+her obligation, remaining ever a true and faithful Sister among the 
+Brethren, and distinguishing herself in works of charity.!
+“The Lodge minutes, however, contain no record of the occurrence.”
+The officers and about forty privates of the 22nd Regiment quartered 
+at Newcastle, England, in 1769, being Freemasons, celebrated St. 
+John’s Day in Winter by attending services at St. Nicholas’ Church.  
+This publicity would appear to have excited the curiosity of the 
+landlady under whose roof the Lodge was held, for in the “Newcastle 
+Chronicle” of January 6, 1770, the following advertisement was 
+inserted:
+“This is to acquaint the public that on Monday the first inst., being 
+the Lodge (or monthly meeting night) of the Free and Accepted Masons 
+of the 22nd Regiment, held at the Crown Inn, Newgate, Mrs. Bell, the 
+landlady of the house, broke open a door (with a poker) that had not 
+been opened for some years past, by which means she got into an 
+adjacent room, made two holes through the wall and by that stratagem 
+discovered the secrets of Masonry, and she, knowing herself to be the 
+first woman in the world that ever found out that secret, is willing 
+to make it known to all her own sex; so that any lady that is 
+desirous of learning the secrets of Freemasonry by applying to that 
+well learned woman Mrs. Bell (that lived fifteen years in and about 
+Newgate St.) may be instructed in the Secrets of Freemasonry,”
+If Mrs. Bell did actually acquire the knowledge the advertisement 
+claims, it is clear that she had by no means learned the lessons 
+which were apparently so deeply impressed upon the other “lady 
+candidates.”  The story can only be a hoax.  Probably Mrs. Bell heard 
+a good deal about the doings of the Lodge held on her premises, and 
+was inclined to pretend to know more than really was the case.  The 
+advertisement, in the spirit of those times, was doubtless intended 
+to hold her up to ridicule and warn her to be more discreet.
+Recording the death, aged eighty-five, on Tuesday, May 11th, 1802, of 
+Mrs. Beaton in Norwich, a newspaper notice reads:
+“She was a native of Wales, and commonly called here (i.e. at 
+Norwich) the ‘Freemasons’ from the circumstance of her having 
+contrived to conceal herself in the waincotting of a lodge room, 
+where she learnt that secret, the knowledge of which thousands of her 
+sex have in vain attempted to arrive at - She was a singular old 
+woman, and as proof of it the Secret dies with her!”
+Capt, J.W. Gambier, a non-Masons, in his,  “Links in my Life on Sea 
+and Land”, wrote:-
+“In 1861 I arrived at Chatham and met my father.  We went ashore, and 
+dined at the old inn by the pier at Chatham. sacred to the memory of 
+Pickwick and his companions, and but for a fat old waiter . . . 
+regaling us with pot-house legends . . . we should have been dull 
+indeed.  Amongst other anecdotes this venerable old Ganymede told us 
+was how once a woman had hidden herself in a cupboard, which he 
+showed us in the room, to overhear what went on at a Masonic meeting, 
+but that, being discovered, by her dog scenting her out, she had been 
+hauled out and then and there made a Mason with all due Masonic 
+rites.”
+About 1864, Lodge Tongariro, No.705 E.C., met at the Rutland Hotel, 
+at Wanganui, New Zealand.  Part of the premises adjoining the room 
+used by the lodge had ceased to be occupied and had become somewhat 
+dilapidated.  The following story is told in the history of the 
+Lodge: -
+“The landlord, who was a member of the Lodge, had a sister living in 
+the house.  She was an elderly lady with a great thirst for 
+knowledge, and she was determined to find out all about Freemasonry.  
+Accordingly she went to this disused part of the building and 
+succeeded in removing a knot from the wooden portion, and from this 
+spy-hole was able to witness unobserved some portion of the 
+proceedings.  She did not, however, posses the gift of silence, and 
+one evening while serving behind the bar, told a gentleman who was at 
+that time not a member of the Craft, although he afterwards became a 
+Mason and subsequently occupied the Master’s Chair in the Lodge.  The 
+good lady was especially impressed with the third degree, which she 
+described as ‘very dreadful’.  She stated she was going again that 
+night, and that it was her intention to enlarge the hole in order to 
+get a better view.  She informed her hearer that there was not a 
+great deal to see until the Lodge had been opened about an hour.  
+There was to be ‘a third’ that night, and if her friend would join 
+her in about half an hour, he might take his turn at the peep-hole.  
+Unfortunately for her plan,  her bother, who was standing near, 
+though unobserved, overheard this conversation, and when the old lady 
+had climbed up to her accustomed place, he crept softly behind her, 
+and taking a firm grip on her ear, conducted her without ceremony to 
+her rightful place behind the bar.  Unlike the Hon.  Elizabeth St. 
+Ledger, the lady who concealed herself in a clock-case at an Irish 
+Lodge, she was not initiated into Freemasonry, so could not equal 
+this famed lady.”
+Loose bricks, knot-holes, clock-cases, doors pried open with pokers - 
+the ladies seemed to have had but one method of “becoming 
+Freemasons.”
+A number of supposed “women Freemasons” have received temporary 
+notoriety in the United States.  Probably the best authenticated (and 
+that very poor) is Mrs. Catherine Babington, “nee” Sweet, who was 
+born in Kentucky in 1815, married in 1834, and died in 1886.	 
+Brother J.P. Babington, her son, of Cleveland Lodge No.202, Shelby, 
+North Carolina, after her death published a biographical sketch of 
+his mother, evidently in the sincere belief that what he heard all 
+his life was true, and giving a plain  (if inherently improbable) 
+account of this “lady Mason.”
+According to this book, which ran into three editions, Catherine 
+Sweet spent the greater part of her childhood and young womanhood 
+with her Grandfather, Benjamin Ulen, who lived near where she was 
+born in Kentucky.  Near her Grandfather’s house was a two-story 
+building; a school below, and a room intended as a church above.  
+However, it was used by Masons as a Lodge room.  Your Catherine is 
+said to have concealed herself in the hollow pulpit not once, but at 
+every meeting of the Lodge for more than a year, seeing all the 
+degrees and learning all the work, even the most secret
+She was finally discovered by one of her six Uncles, all alleged 
+members of the Lodge, and on being closely questioned - and she is 
+stated to have refused to answer unless interrogated Masonically - 
+she showed a more proficient knowledge of the ritual than any of them 
+possessed!
+She was kept in custody for more than a month, while the Lodge 
+decided that to do with her.  Finally she was “properly prepared” and 
+“made a Mason”  but not a member of the Lodge.
+This estimable lady is said to have talked Masonry on every and any 
+occasion even “instructing” brethren whom she considered “bright” and 
+was immensely proud of being “the only woman Freemason.”  Critical 
+historians, however, look with considerable doubt on the major 
+incidents of this tale.  It appears that there was no regular Lodge 
+near her Grandfather’s home at the time she was alleged to spy upon 
+it (there may have been a spurious Lodge, of course) and no records 
+exist that any of her Uncles were Masons.
+There seems to be no doubt that (1) Mrs. Babington lived; (2) that 
+she knew at least some Masonic ritual and (3) that hundreds if not 
+thousands of her neighbors and friends believed the story.
+Her knowledge of ritual can easily have come from any of a half dozen 
+of the so-called exposes of Masonry (such as the Morgan booklet) 
+which circulated freely enough and may still be found in libraries 
+and second-hand stores.  It is possible that she learned Masonic work 
+from her husband (unlikely, inasmuch as he was a Past Master) and 
+barely possible that she did get into some spurious Lodge and hear 
+from a concealed place.  If the latter is true, why were the 
+particulars which her son received from her not of a place and a 
+Lodge which could be identified?
+There are tales and tales and still more tales not here mentioned; 
+many of the are obviously confusions between the French Rite of 
+Adoptive Masonry and the genuine Ancient Craft Masonry, or have to do 
+with that odd little bi-product of quasi-fraternity known as “Co-
+Masonry.”  The story of Madam Xaintrailles belongs among the former; 
+she was doubtless a member of an Adoptive Lodge, but the story that 
+she was later initiated into Craft Masonry at the close of the 
+eighteenth century rests almost wholly upon tradition.
+Some supposedly Masonic bodies at one time or another have admitted 
+women to membership - one of these in Mexico in a not far distant 
+past - but their stories belong in a history of spurious Freemasonry, 
+not in the chronicle of curious fiction in which only the illegal 
+“making” of the Countess and the accidental discovery of the young 
+English girl seem to have genuine claims to credibility.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XI   December, 1933   No.12
+
+STS. JOHN’ DAYS
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Among the many fascinating angles of the Ancient Craft are the 
+numerous facts yet to be discovered.
+Masonic history discloses greater and greater gaps as we go back  
+into the far past.  The Ancient mine of Masonic symbolism stills 
+yields the gold of truth to him who knows how to delve, but many and 
+various are the Masonic customs, words, rituals and ideas for which 
+we have as yet no complete explanation.
+Among these is the dedication of the Lodges to the Holy Sts. John.
+No satisfactory explanation has yet been advanced to explain why 
+operative masons adopted these two Christian saints, when St. Thomas, 
+the very Patron of architecture and building, was available as patron 
+of our Order.
+Most Freemasons who give the matter thought are well agreed that the 
+choice of our Ancient Brethren was wise.  No two great teachers, 
+preachers, wise men, saints, could have been found who better shadow 
+forth from their lives and works the doctrine and teachings of 
+Freemasonry.  But to be happy that the Holy Sts. John, in character 
+and attainments, are typical of all that is best in Freemasonry, is 
+not to know how and why the Fraternity came to select them.
+Where the great students and researchers of the Masonic world have 
+failed, he must be fool indeed who would rush in to explain.  Yet 
+there is an explanation somewhere, if we can but find it.
+St. John the Evangelist apparently came into our Fraternal system 
+somewhere towards the close of the sixteenth century, at least, we 
+find the earliest authentic Lodge Minute reference to St. John the 
+Evangelist in Edinborough in 1599, although earlier mentions are made 
+in connection with what may be called relatives, if not ancestors, of 
+our Craft.  For instance, “The Fraternity of St. John” existed in 
+Cologne in 1430.
+“St. John’s Masonry” is a distinctive term for Scotch Lodges, many of 
+the older of which took the name of the Saint.  Thus in its early 
+records the Lodge of Scoon and Perth is often called the Lodge of St. 
+John, and the Lodge possesses to this day a beautiful mural painting 
+of the Saint on the east wall of the Lodge Room.
+Other Lodges denominated “St. John’s Lodges” were some of those 
+unaffiliated with either the  “Moderns” or the “Ancients” in the 
+period between the schism of the Mother Grand Lodge (1751) and the 
+reconciliation (1813).
+In many old histories of the Craft is a quaint legend that St. John 
+the evangelist became a “Grand Master” at the age of ninety.  It 
+seems to have its origin in a book printed in 1789, in which one 
+Richard Linnecar of Wakefield write certain “strictures on 
+Freemasonry,”  although his paper is really a Eulogy. Whether this 
+Ancient Freemason really continued a tradition, or invented the tale 
+that was seized upon by Oliver and kept alive as a legend, impossible 
+though it is, no man may say as yet.
+One Grand Lodge has ruled that Sts. John’ Days are Landmarks!  Of 
+course any Grand Lodge may make its own laws, but it is beyond the 
+power of any Grand Lodge either to make a Landmark by pronouncement, 
+or to make a Landmark by denying it.  Inasmuch as Landmarks, whatever 
+else they may be, are universally admitted to be handed down to us 
+from “time immemorial,” and Sts. Johns’ Days as Masonic festivals are 
+neither extremely old nor universal among the Craft (England using 
+Wednesday after St. George’s Day, Scotland St. Andrew’s Day and 
+Ireland St. Patrick’s Day), we must consider only this Grand Lodge’s 
+intent to honor our patron saints, and the validity of her results.
+Historians believe that only after 1717 when the Mother Grand Lodge 
+was formed, did Freemasonry generally hold festival meetings on 
+either or both, June 24th and December 27th.
+Perhaps the real explanation of Freemasonry’s connection with the 
+Sts. John is not to be found in the history of the Craft but in the 
+history of religions.  For the festival days of the two Sts. John are 
+far older than Christianity; as old as the ancient systems of worship 
+of fire and sun.
+It is here too, that we find the beauty and the glory of the reverent 
+practice of dedicating Lodges, erected to God, to the Holy Sts. John.
+Travel backwards in imagination to an unknown date when the world of 
+men was young; when knowledge did not exist and the primal urges of 
+all humanity were divided between the satisfaction of bodily needs - 
+hunger, thirst, warmth, light - and the instincts of self-
+preservation, mating, and the love of children.  The men of that far 
+off age found everything in nature a wonder.  They understood not why 
+the wind blew, what made the rain, from whence came lightning, 
+thunder, cold and warmth; why the sun climbed the heavens in the 
+morning and disappeared at night, or what the stars might be.  As is 
+natural for all primitive people, they tried to explain all mysteries 
+in terms of their daily lives.  When angry, their emotions resulted 
+in loud shouts and a desire to kill.  What more natural than to think 
+that thunder and lightning the anger of the Unknown who held their 
+lives and well being in His hands?  Stronger than his enemy, ancient 
+man bundled him out of his cave into the open, where he froze or 
+starved or was eaten by the beasts.  What more natural than to think 
+the wind, the rain, the cold, a manifestation of an Unseen Presence 
+which was angered at them?
+The greatest manifestation of nature known to these ancient ancestors 
+of ours was the sun.  It never failed.  It was always present during 
+the day, and it near kin, fire, warmed and comforted them at night.  
+Under its gentle rays crops grew and rivers rose.  The sun kept away 
+the wild beasts by his light.  The sun made their lives possible.  
+Sun worship and fire worship were as natural for men just struggling 
+into understanding as the breath they drew to live.
+Earliest among the facts recognized about the sun must have been its 
+slow travel from north to south and back again as the seasons waxed 
+and waned.  And so Midsummer s day, the longest day, became a 
+festival; it was the harbinger of harvest, the very birthday of new 
+life.  Its opposite was equally inevitable; the winter solstice was 
+significant of the end of the slow decline of the sun, the beginning 
+of a new time of warmth and crop and happiness.
+Through the countless years, in a thousand religions, cults, 
+mysteries, in a hundred climes and lands, priests and people 
+celebrated the solstices.  We know it not only from history and the 
+records of ancient peoples, often cut upon stone but from myths and 
+legends; the story of Ceres and her search for her daughter 
+Propsperpine, and the allegory of Isis, Osiris and Horus.
+Ancient custom is taken from a people with difficulty. 
+In the height of our civilization today we retain thousands of 
+customs the origin of which is lost to most of us.  We speak glibly 
+of Yuletide at Christmas, without thinking of an ancient Scandinavian 
+God, Juul.  The small boy avers truth “By Golly!”  Not knowing that 
+he offers his hand (gol) if he speaks not the truth.  Those who think 
+it “bad luck” to break a mirror but continue a savage belief that a 
+stone thrown in water which mirrors the face of an enemy will break 
+his heart even as the reflection is broken.
+If such ideas persist to this day, imagine how strenuously a people 
+would resist giving up a holiday celebration which their fathers’ and 
+their fathers’ before them had kept for untold ages.
+So it was when Christianity came to the world.  Feasts and festival 
+days of a hoary antiquity were not lightly to be given up, even by 
+those who put their faith upon a cross.  It was of no use for the 
+early Church to ban a pagan festival.  Old habit was too strong, old 
+ideas too powerful.  Hence clever and thoughtful men in the early 
+days of Christianity turned the pagan festivals to Christian usage, 
+and the olden celebrations of summer and winter solstices became the 
+Sts. John’ Days of the Middle Ages. 
+As the slow years past, those who celebrated thought less and less of 
+what the days really commemorated, and became more and more convinced 
+of their new character.  Today, hardly a Freemason gives a thought to 
+the origin of St. John’s Day in Winter, or knows his celebration of 
+St.  John’s Day in Midsummer preserves a touch with cave men 
+ancestors.
+Fairbank’s “Greek Religion” indicates that this transfer of meaning 
+of festival days from a pagan implication to a Christian significance 
+was not confined to the Sts. John.  He writes:
+“That in Greece itself ancient rites should persist under the cover 
+of the new religion, and that the ancient deities or heroes should 
+reappear as Christian Saints, is hardly surprising to one who 
+considers the summary method by which Christianity became the 
+established religion.  It was not so difficult to make the Parthenon 
+a Christian Church when the virgin goddess of wisdom was supplanted 
+by a St.  Sophia (Wisdom), then by the Virgin Mary.  Similarly, 
+Apollo was more than once supplanted by St. George, Poseidon by St. 
+Nicholas, the patron saint of sailors, Asculapius by St. Michael and 
+St. Damian, and in Grottos where Nymphs had been worshipped, female 
+saints received similar worship from the same people.”
+It was a common custom in the Middle Ages for craftsmen of all kinds 
+top place themselves under the protection of some saint of the 
+church.  Our greatest historian, Gould, puts this in a paragraph, 
+thus:
+“None of the London trades appear to have formed fraternities without 
+ranging themselves under the banner of some saint, and if possible 
+they chose one who bore a fancied relation to their trade.  Thus the 
+fishmongers adopted St. Peter; the drapers chose the Virgin Mary, 
+mother of the ‘Holy Lamb’ or ‘Fleece’ as an emblem of that trade.  
+The goldsmiths’ patron was St. Dunstan, represented to have been a 
+brother artisan.  The merchant tailors, another branch of the draping 
+business, marked their connection with it by selecting St. John the 
+Baptist, who was the harbinger of the ‘Holy Lamb’ so adopted by the 
+drapers . . Eleven or more of the guilds . . . had John the Baptist 
+as their patron saint, and several of them, while keeping June 24th 
+as their head day, also met in December 27th, the corresponding feast 
+of the Evangelist.”
+To say with certainty why Freemasons adopted the two Sts. John, and 
+continue to celebrate days as principal feast which were once of a 
+far different significance than was given them by the early fathers 
+of the church - Gregory, Thaumaturgus, St. Augustine, Gregory the 
+Great - is not in the power of any historian or student as yet.  
+Further light must be had.  But the fitness of these two in our 
+system is obvious if we consider the spiritual suggestion of their 
+lives.
+St. John the Baptist was a stern and just man; intolerant of sham, of 
+pretense, of weakness; a man of strength and fire, uncompromising 
+with evil or expediency, and yet withal courageous, humble, sincere, 
+magnanimous.  A character at once heroic and of nobility, of him the 
+Greatest of Teachers said:  “Among them that are born of woman, there 
+hath not arisen a greater than John the Baptist.”
+Of St. John the Evangelist, the disciple whom Jesus loved, a thousand 
+books have been written, and student has vied with minister, teacher 
+with historian, to find words fitly to describe the character of the 
+gentle writer of the Fourth Gospel.  No attempt at rivalry will here 
+be made; suffice it that St. John the Evangelist is recognized the 
+world over as the apostle of love and light, the bringer of comfort 
+to the grief-ridden, of courage to the weak, of help to the helpless 
+and of strength to the falling.
+It is not for us to evaluate the character of either saint in terms 
+of the other; it is for us to agree only that Freemasonry is wise in 
+a gentle wisdom which passeth that in books when she takes for her 
+own both the saint who fore-told the coming of the saint who taught 
+the law of the Son of Man who walked by Galilee.
+Consider thus, from being an historical and fraternal puzzle, the 
+Sts. John and their connection with Freemasonry becomes as plain as 
+the light which was the central fact of the old religion which the 
+solstitial days commemorated.  And it at once makes plain that part 
+of our ritual which so puzzles the initiate; the question “From 
+Whence Come You?” and the answer “From the Lodge of the Holy Sts. 
+John of Jerusalem.”
+Many have phrased the simple explanation of the inner meaning of this 
+passage; none with more beauty and clarity than Brother Joseph Fort 
+Newton, he of the golden pen and the voice of music:
+“The allusion has nothing to do with the Order of St. John of 
+Jerusalem.  To our thought - which we give for what it is worth - its 
+meaning is mystical, in somewhat the following manner:  The legends 
+of the Craft associate the two Saints John with its fellowship, as 
+Masters , if not Grand Masters; the one a prophet of righteousness, 
+the other an evangelist of love - the basic principles and purposes 
+of Masonry.
+“Of course, there is no historical evidence that either of the two 
+Saints of the church were ever members of the Craft.  But they were 
+adopted as its patron Saints, after the manner of former times - a 
+good manner it is, too - and they have remained so in Christian 
+lands.  Lodges are dedicated to them, instead of to King Solomon, as 
+formerly.
+“So, naturally, there came the idea, or ideal, of a sacred Lodge in 
+the Holy City presided over by the Saints John.  No such Lodge ever 
+existed in fact, and yet it is not a fiction - it is an ideal, and 
+without such ideals our life would be dim and drab.  The thought back 
+of the question and answer, then, is that we come from an ideal or 
+Dream Lodge into this actual work-a-day world, where our ideals are 
+to be tested.
+“Our journey is ever towards the East, back towards the ideal, which 
+seems lost in the hard, real world round about us.   Still, we must 
+plod on, following what we have seen, ever trying to find the ideal 
+in the real, or to bring the ideal to the interruption of the real; 
+which is the whole secret and quest of human life.  He is wise, and 
+must be accounted brave, who keeps his memory or vision of the Lodge 
+on the Holy Sts. John at Jerusalem.”
+In a few words and short; we do not know just when, or just how, 
+Freemasonry adopted the Sts. John.  Their days are the Christian 
+adaptation of pagan festivals of a time when man, knowing no better, 
+worshipped the sun as the supreme God.  So when we celebrate out 
+festival days on June 24th and December 27th, we walk eye to eye and 
+step by step with our ancient ancestors, worshipping as they 
+worshipped, giving thanks as they did; they to the only God they knew 
+for the glory of summer, the beginning of the period when days 
+lengthened - we to the G.A.O.T.U. that our gentle Craft took for its 
+own the austere but loving characters of two among the greatest of 
+the saintly men who have taught of the Father of all mankind.
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN -  Vol.XII January. 1934  No. 1
+
+RITUAL DIFFERENCES
+
+by: Unknown
+
+An experience in freemasonry usually upsetting to the newly-raised 
+brother is his first visit to a lodge in another jurisdiction than his 
+own.	Having carefully been taught a certain ritual, in all probability 
+with positive emphasis upon the necessity of being “letter perfect,” he 
+learns with a distinct shock that the ritual in other States differs 
+from his own, and these differ each from the other.
+If he converses with those “well informed brethren who will always be as 
+ready to give as you will be to receive instruction” he is more than apt 
+to be met with a puzzled, “I don’t know, I’m sure, just why they are 
+different from us, but of course. ours is correct.”
+The riddle becomes much plainer as the neophyte studies Masonic history 
+- but, alas, many never open a Masonic book!  Yet divergences in ritual 
+cannot be understood without some historical background.  It is 
+necessary to understand, for instance, that Freemasonry came to this 
+country, some time prior to 1731, at a time when English ritual was in a 
+process of formation.  We did not receive our Masonry from one central 
+source. but from several; nor did we obtain it as a whole.  Several 
+different localities, Massachusetts, Pennsylvania, Virginia) received 
+Freemasonry from across the sea and from them our forms and ceremonies 
+radiated to other sections.  The schism in the first Grand Lodge in 
+England (1753) resulted in two Grand Lodges; the “Ancients” (the 
+younger, schismatic body) and the “Moderns”” (the older. original Grand 
+Lodge).  Each had its own ritual; our rituals sometimes lean to one, 
+sometimes to the other, and often to both.  Literal ritualism is 
+comparatively a modern matter; and “mouth to ear” in the early days 
+meant nothing more than giving of information, not transmitting it in a 
+set form of words.  Most of our Grand Lodges have been formed by a union 
+of particular Lodges, many of which received each its ritual from a 
+different source, with the result that the ritual finally adopted is a 
+combination of several.  And finally, Grand Lodges have not infrequently 
+changed, added to and taken from their own rituals, either as matter of 
+legislation or by the easier course (in early days) of adopting with 
+little or no question the variations suggested by positive minded 
+ritualists, Grand Lecturers, Custodians of the Work, ritual committees 
+and so on.  Some of these, unfortunately, had little or no Masonic 
+background, and changed and altered, added and subtracted with no better 
+reason than “this seems much better to us!”
+Certain fundamentalists are to all intents and purposes the same in 
+every one of our forty-nine Grand Jurisdictions.  All American Lodges 
+have a Master and two Wardens, a Secretary and Treasurer, an Alter with 
+the V.S.L. and the other Great Lights, three degrees; unanimous ballot 
+required; make Masons only of men; have the same Substitute Word given 
+in the same way; are tiled; have a ceremony of opening and closing.  To 
+some extent all dramatize and exemplify the Master’s Degree, although 
+the amount of drama and exemplification differs widely.
+But beyond these and a few other simple essentials are wide variations. 
+ Aprons are worn one way in one degree in one Jurisdiction and another 
+way in the same degree in another.  Some Jurisdictions have more 
+officers in a Lodge than others.  In some Jurisdictions Lodges  open and 
+close on the Master Mason’s degree; others on the First degree; others 
+only in the degree which it to be “worked.”  Lesser Lights are grouped 
+closely about the Altar, in the stations of the Master and Wardens.  In 
+some Lodges the I.P.M. (immediate Past Master) plays an important part, 
+as in England.  Other Lodges know him not  Some Lodges have Inner Guards 
+and two Masters of Ceremonies - others will have none of these.  
+Dividing, lettering, syllabling are almost as various in practice as the 
+Jurisdictions.  Obligations show certain close similarities in some 
+requirements; but what is a part of the obligation in one jurisdiction 
+may be merely an admonition in another, and “vice versa.”
+Discovering all this (and much more) the thoughtful initiate is apt to 
+wonder why it is deemed so important that he memorize his own particular 
+“work” so closely; when he travels he finds that what he knows as 
+familiar words and forms and phrases are strange to the Lodges he 
+visits.  Not is this the place to ague for purity of the ritual as 
+taught.  There are good and sufficient reasons why we should hand on to 
+our sons and their sons the ritual as we received it - if only to 
+preserve without further alteration and change that which was formed by 
+the fathers.  Suffice it that while uniformity in work within a 
+Jurisdiction is fairly well established as good American Masonic 
+practice, it is not universal. there are several “workings” for 
+instance, permitted in English Lodges, and even in some American 
+Jurisdictions (“vide” Connecticut) not all Lodges use the same ritual.
+The reasons for all this are so involved, complex, and cover such a long 
+period; that a complete understanding is difficult even for the student 
+willing to read the enormous amount of history and authority which may 
+make it plain.  Briefly, and in general, the matter becomes clearer if 
+we visualize our sources of ritual.
+We received our Masonry from:
+
+The Mother Grand Lodge of England			1717-1753
+
+The Grand Lodge of the “Ancients”			1753-1813
+
+The Grand Lodge of the “Moderns”			1753-1813
+
+The United Grand Lodge					1813 and on -
+
+The Grand Lodge of Ireland				1724- and on -
+
+The Grand Lodge of Scotland				1736 and on -
+
+and From the Pre-Grand Lodge era of Lodges of England, Ireland and (or) 
+Scotland.	
+
+Unfortunately for the historian, this list does not signify six or seven 
+different but “pure” forms.  The ritual of the original Grand Lodge 
+changed as it flowed, through many years after 1717.  The Grand Lodges 
+of “Ancients” and “Moderns both made alterations in ritual so that rival 
+members of each body found it impossible to make themselves known 
+Masonically in the other.  Ireland and Scotland were, and are, as 
+different as Pennsylvania and California.  From pre-Grand Lodges members 
+came to this country to form themselves into Lodges without Warrant or 
+Charter (as was the custom in early days).  A dozen men, bringing “what 
+they remembered of the” ritual they heard when “made,” to form a Lodge, 
+would naturally include in their ritual a little of one original source, 
+some phrases from another beginning, a paragraph from a third 
+wellspring, and so on.
+The Mother Grand Lodge ritual (1717 to 1753) was not the ritual of the 
+United Grand Lodge which came into existence in 1813, when the two parts 
+of the original Mother Grand Lodge (“Ancients” and “Moderns”) again came 
+together.  The United Grand Lodge, or Grand Lodge of Reconciliation, 
+formed its ritual from the best of the divergent rituals of the 
+“Ancients” and the “Moderns.”
+Thus, Lodges in this country which received ritual, in any and all 
+states of purity or impurity, from either of these several sources, 
+would differ decidedly each from the other.
+Come we now to the spread of Masonry in the thirteen colonies, and 
+later, through the forty-eight states, territories, and the District of 
+Columbia.  To write even one paragraph of Masonic history of ritual in 
+so many subdivisions would make this Bulletin unreadably long.  But a 
+few high lights may be noted.
+From our primary American sources of ritual, in one way or another all 
+other American Grand Jurisdictions, in part at least, received their 
+“work;” Massachusetts, which at first sent forth what must have been at 
+least an approximation of the work of the original Mother Grand Lodge, 
+though her ritual today is derived from both “Moderns” and “Ancients;” 
+Pennsylvania and Virginia, both giving forth individual variants of a 
+combination of “Modern” and “Ancient,” and North Carolina, almost purely 
+“Modern.”
+In 1915 Dean Roscoe Pound showed how various were the next groups of 
+States which received their rituals from the first four American 
+sources.  He developed that Maine derived from Massachusetts since the 
+fusion; Vermont derived from the Grand Lodge of “Ancients” in 
+Massachusetts before the fusion; Ohio derived from Massachusetts, from 
+Connecticut, a strictly “Modern” Jurisdiction, and from Pennsylvania; 
+Indiana derived from Ohio and Kentucky, which later represents Virginia 
+after the fusion, Michigan derived from the “Ancient” Grand Lodge of 
+Canada and from New York, which since the Revolution was a Strictly 
+“Ancient” Jurisdiction; Kentucky derived from Virginia; Tennessee 
+derived from North Carolina, a purely “Modern” Jurisdiction; Alabama 
+derived from  North Carolina, from South Carolina and from Tennessee, 
+thus representing Virginia and North Carolina; Louisiana derived from 
+South Carolina, from Pennsylvania and from France;  Florida derived from 
+Georgia and from South Carolina; Missouri derived from Pennsylvania and 
+from Tennessee, representing therefore, the fusion in Pennsylvania and 
+the “Modern Masonry” of North Carolina; Illinois derived from Kentucky 
+and so represents Virginia; and the District of Columbia derived 
+Maryland (a fusion of “Modern Masonry from Massachusetts and from 
+England direct, with the “Ancient Masonry” from Pennsylvania), and from 
+Virginia.
+The further west we go, the more we find a mixture of sources, 
+complicated rather than simplified by such matters as the splitting of 
+the Grand Lodge of Dakota into the Grand Lodge the of South Dakota and 
+North Dakota, when these two States were formed, and the formation of 
+the Grand Lodge of California, which drew its work from many different 
+sources.  California Lodge No.13, of the District of Columbia, was 
+formed for the purpose of carrying Masonry to the Golden Gate at the 
+time of the gold rush.  That Lodge is now No.1 on the California Grand 
+Lodge Register.  But California’s ritual is not more similar to the 
+District of Columbia working than that of any other State, since the 
+District Lodge was but one of several which formed the Grand Lodge of 
+California.
+There have been certain unifying influences; the Baltimore Convention of 
+1843, the conclusions of which were adopted in whole or in part by 
+several American Grand Jurisdictions, and the work of Bob Morris and his 
+conservators, which, despite its chilly reception by many Grand 
+Jurisdictions, undoubtedly left its impression on American ritual.  A 
+third unifying influence has been the tremendous impress made on almost 
+all American Jurisdictions by Thomas Smith Webb, and Jeremy Cross, 
+plainly evident in the exoteric paragraphs printed in many State 
+Monitors or Manuals.  A fourth has been the honest desire and strenuous 
+efforts of many Grand Lodges through District Deputies, Grand Lecturers, 
+Schools of Instruction and similar machinery, to preserve what 
+they have in its supposedly ancient perfection.  But by the time these 
+latter were in operation, ritual was more or less fixed.  Because of the 
+reverence of the average Mason for what he is taught, and his fierce 
+resentment of any material change in that which he learns, rituals and 
+degree forms, ceremonies and practices, usages and customs continue to 
+be what he believes them to have been “from time immemorial” even when 
+sober fact shows that they have an antiquity of (in all probability) 
+less than two hundred years.
+For the benefit of those Masons to whom divergence of ritual is not the 
+less distressing thing, but that it is understandable, it may be said 
+that most authorities agree that it is really not a matter of great 
+moment.  All over the world Freemasonry teaches the same truths, offers 
+the same spiritual comfort, creates and continues the same fraternal 
+bond.  In “non essentials, variety; in essentials, unity” might have 
+been written of Masonry.  It matters little how we wear the apron in a 
+given degree - so be it that it is worn with honor.  The method of 
+giving a sign or a pass matters much less than that what we do is done 
+with understanding.
+While Freemasonry continues to observe and revere those few Landmarks 
+which are undisputed everywhere - those which Joseph Fort Newton says 
+are “The Fatherhood of God, the Brotherhood of Man, and the hope of Life 
+Everlasting,” it becomes of less moment that different men, in different 
+times, in different localities, have found more than one way to phrase 
+and to teach the ancient verities of the old, old Craft.
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   February, 1934   No.2
+
+HIRAM ABIF
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The word “Abif” (sometimes written “Abiff.” but far less often than 
+with the single “F”) has in one way or another caused considerable 
+controversy among both Biblical and Masonic scholars.
+Those who are familiar with Hebrew speak learnedly of its derivation 
+from Abi or Abiw or abiv - the consonants W and V  being 
+approximations, apparently, of a Hebrew sound not easily rendered in 
+English letters.  Our familiar King James Bible translates the word 
+two ways “Huram my father’s” and “Huram his father” which in itself 
+has led to some confusion as to whether our Hiram Abif was the only 
+Hiram or the father of another.  Scholars, however, are fairly well 
+agreed that “my father” as a translation of “Abif” is correct if the 
+words be understood as a title of honor.  Hiram the Widow’s Son was 
+“father” in the same sense that priests of the church are so known; 
+the same variety of father that was Abraham to the tribes of Israel.  
+Abif, then, is a title of respect and veneration, rather than a 
+genealogical term.
+Just when the legend of Hiram Abif came into our symbolism is a study 
+by itself of which only a few bare facts can here be included.  
+Common understanding believes that Hiram Abif has always been in our 
+system, and descended to us from the days of Solomon.  But critical 
+scholarship will have none of “common understanding” and demands 
+proof; names, dates, places, documents before setting a date to any 
+happening.
+Our oldest Masonic manuscript (Regius Poem, dated approximately 1390) 
+traces Masonry not to Solomon but to Nimrod and Euclid, in a still 
+earlier time.  In this is no mention of Hiram Abif.  The Dowland 
+manuscript, dated about 1550, mentions him but only as one of many.  
+Not until The King James version of the Bible appeared (1611) do we 
+find Hiram Abif know as such with any degree of familiarity.  Yet 
+here a curious fact it to be found; sometime after the new Bible made 
+its appearance - late in the sixteen hundreds, when the King James 
+version had become well known - interest in King Solomon’s Temple was 
+so keen that many models were made and exhibited and handbooks about 
+it printed and distributed.  Such specific interest in this 
+particular building from the then new book may easily have come from 
+the familiarity of Operative and some Speculative Masons with the 
+Temple symbolism and, by inference, with Hiram Abif.
+Anderson’s explanatory footnote of Hiram Abif in his Constitutions 
+(1732) is as follows (spelling and capitalization modernized and 
+Hebrew letters omitted):	
+“We read (2 Chron. ii, 13) Hiram, King of Tyre (called there Huram), 
+in his letter to King Solomon, says, I have met a cunning man, le 
+huram Abi not to be translated according to the vulgar Greek and 
+Latin, Huram my Father, as if this architect was King Hiram’s father; 
+for his description, ver. 14, refutes it, and the original plainly 
+imports, Huram of my Father’s, viz, the Chief Master Mason of my 
+Father, King Abibalus; (who enlarged and beautified the city of Tyre, 
+as ancient histories inform us, whereby the Tyrians at this time were 
+most expert in Masonry) tho some think Hiram the King might call 
+Hiram the architect father, as learned and skillful men were wont to 
+be called of old times, or as Joseph was called the father of 
+Pharaoh; and as the same Hiram is called Solomon’s father, (2 Chron. 
+iv, 16) where ‘tis said:
+Shelomoh lammelech Abhif Churam ghmasah.Did Huram, his father, make 
+to King Solomon.But the difficulty is over at once, by allowing the 
+Abif to be the surname of Hiram the Mason, called also (Chap. ii, 13) 
+Hiram Abi, as here Hiram Abif; for being so amply described 
+(Chap.ii,14) we may easily suppose his surname would not be 
+concealed:  And this reading makes the sense plain and complete, 
+viz., that Hiram, King of Tyre, sent to King Solomon his namesake 
+Hiram Abif, the prince of architects, decried (1 Kings vii, 14) to be 
+a widow’s son of the Tribe of Naphthali; and in (2 Chron. ii, 14) the 
+said King of Tyre calls him the son of a woman of the daughters of 
+Dan; and in both places, that his father was a man of Tyre, which 
+difficulty is removed, by supposing his mother was either of the 
+Tribe of Dan, or of the daughters of the city called Dan in the Tribe 
+of Naphthali, and his deceased father had been a Naphthalite, whence 
+his mother was called a widow of Naphthali; for his father is not 
+called a Tyrian by descent, but his a man of Tyre by habitation; as 
+Obed Edom the Levite is called Gittite, by living among the Gitties, 
+and the Apostle Paul a man of Tarsus.  But supposing a mistake in 
+transcribers, and that his father was really a Tyrian by blood and 
+his mother only of the Tribe either of Dan or of Naphthali, that can 
+be no bar against allowing of his vast capacity, for as his father 
+was a worker in brass, so he himself was filled with wisdom and 
+understanding, and cunning to work all works in brass; and as King 
+Solomon sent for him, so King Hiram, in his letter to Solomon, says: 
+And now I have sent a cunning man, endued with understanding, 
+skillful to work in Gold, silver, brass, iron, stone, timber, purple, 
+blue, fine linen and crimson; also to grave any manner of graving, 
+and to find out every device which shall be put to him with thy 
+cunning men, and with the cunning men of My Lord David thy father.  
+This divinely inspired workman maintained this character in erecting 
+the Temple, and in working the utensils thereof, far beyond the 
+performances of Aholiab and Bezaleel, being so universally capable of 
+all sorts of Masonry.”
+In First Kings we read: “And King Solomon sent and fetched Hiram out 
+of Tyure.  He was a widow’s son of the tribe of Naphthali and his 
+father was a man of Tyre, a worker in brass; and he was filled with 
+wisdom and understanding and cunning to work all kinds of brass.  And 
+he came to King Solomon and wrought all his work.”
+In Second Chronicles Hiram, King of Tyre, is made to say:  
+“And now I have sent a cunning man, endued with understanding, Huram 
+my father’s, the son of a woman of the daughters of Dan, and his 
+father was a man of Tyre, skillful to work in gold and silver, in 
+brass. iron, in stone and in timber, in purple and blue and fine 
+linen, and in crimson, and to find out every device which shall be 
+put to him, with thy cunning men, and with the cunning men of David, 
+thy father.”
+Alas for those who would believe in the literal truth of the Legend 
+if they could find but a single word to hang to; the end of the story 
+of Hiram Abif is short and calm, not great or tragic.  The Chronicler 
+says”  “And Huram finished the work that he was to make for King 
+Solomon for the house of God” and the writer of Kings is no less 
+brief: 
+“So Hiram made an end of doing all the work that he made King Solomon 
+for the house of the Lord.”
+This is not the place to speculate upon the formation of “The 
+Master’s Part” into our Third Degree - critical scholarship does not 
+believe our ceremony was cast into anything like its present form 
+prior to 1725 at the earliest.  But Anderson would not have devoted 
+so much attention to Hiram Abif without some good reason; it seems 
+obvious that “in some form,” the story of Hiram Abif was of 
+importance in 1723, and by inference, in the Lodges which formed the 
+Grand Lodge which led to the writing of the Constitutions.
+Facts are stubborn and frequently run counter to our desires.  We 
+would like to believe in the verity of the legends which cluster 
+around Hiram Abif, but we actually know very little about him.
+In addition to six Biblical references, Josephus quotes Menander and 
+Duis in reference to him two or three times, and refers independently 
+as many more . . . and that is all; not very much on which to build 
+our belief in his character, his greatness, his towering moral and 
+spiritual entity.
+On the other hand, it is perfectly possible to envisage any historic 
+character at least in large outline by careful analogy with other 
+contemporary characters, by reference to his time, his civilization, 
+his opportunity, his work.  Suppose that all we knew of George 
+Washington was that he was General In Chief of the Revolutionary 
+Army, lived at Mount Vernon, and was the first President of the 
+United States.  Much might be read of him merely from these three 
+facts.  Thirteen colonies, engaged in a struggle to the death for 
+freedom, would not choose for a leader a man without experience in 
+military affairs.  The fact that the Revolution succeeded would tell 
+us that his leadership must have been superb.  That he was made First 
+President of the new Republic would indicate with certainty that he 
+had the confidence of the people as a soldier, a man, a leader, and 
+consequently possessed a character to be admired and revered, 
+otherwise he would not be so chose.  Merely to look a Mount Vernon is 
+to see a lover of beauty, a man of taste and education, one who loved 
+the earth and its products; the great house speaks with emphasis of 
+hospitality.  Much more might be read of Washington from only these 
+three facts, but enough has been said to show the process by which we 
+may envisage something of Hiram Abif, even with only meager data.
+Sacred history teaches much of the time of Solomon; of his queen, the 
+daughter of Egypt; of Hiram, King of Tyre; of Adoniram, the tax 
+collector; of officers Solomon set over various districts.  We have a 
+regal picture of Solomon’s court, and lengthy and minute description 
+of the Temple.
+The chief builder, architect, master workman, give him what title you 
+will, could hardly have mixed in such company, directed the greatest 
+work in Israel’s history, been received by Solomon from Hiram King of 
+Tyre as the best he had to offer, and not been a man of parts, 
+ability, skill, learning, culture.  To think of him only as one 
+“cunning to work all kinds of brass,” in other words, only as an 
+artisan, is completely to misunderstand the too few words in 
+Chronicles and Kings.  Rather let us put our belief in the statement 
+that Hiram Abif was “filled with wisdom and understanding” and recall 
+Solomon’s many words of admiration for wisdom; he must have been a 
+wise man indeed into whose charge Solomon the Wise was content to 
+give his most ambitious undertaking.
+It is commonplace that genius is eccentric; those touched with the 
+divine fire are often “different” from men of more common clay.   So 
+it is not surprising that one legend tells of intense loyalty, of 
+firmness and fortitude under duress, reading into these 
+characteristics an exalted and elevated character, quite in keeping 
+with the architect and builder of the Temple.
+The distinction between architect and builder is often hazy - it 
+should be acute.  Our ritual speaks of Hiram Abif as one “who by his 
+great skill in the arts and sciences was so effectually enabled to 
+beautify and adorn the Temple,” which seems to make him a mere 
+adorner!  Anything wholly fitted to its use becomes beautiful because 
+of unity and completeness, yet it is also true that what is also 
+useful as a building is not necessarily beautiful to the eye.  Any 
+square box of a house gives as secure a shelter as one beautiful in 
+proportion.  But complete beauty of building comes when the utility 
+is combined with an appeal to sense and soul.
+The Temp[le built by Hiram Abif was no mere shelter; it was the 
+expression of Israel’s love of God.  To consider Hiram Abif as a mere 
+decorator, beautifier, ornamenter is to deny the very thing for which 
+he lived and - in the legend - gave his life.  Architect he was, in 
+all that the best sense of the word implies; builder he was, in that 
+he carried out his own plans.
+Of his physical being we have no details.  The probability is that he 
+stood about five feet six inches in height, was bearded, swarthy in 
+countenance, had dark eyes, his hair likely long and curly, his 
+shoulders broad - these were the characteristics of his people.
+Doubtless he was married and a father when he built the Temple.  The 
+men of the Twelve Tribes married early; an unmarried man was almost 
+unknown, so be it he was not a cripple, maimed or diseased.  Hiram 
+Abif would have a reasonable amount of wealth; the chief workman 
+which Hiram, King of Tyre, sent to King Solomon who “wrought all his 
+work” would be no tyro, amateur or beginner; but a man famed for his 
+art and science and craftsmanship, and thus, one who had already won 
+fame and fortune before he was given this, the greatest task ever 
+laid on the shoulders of a man of the time of Solomon.
+Undoubtedly he was regarded with awe and veneration by those workmen 
+over whom he came to rule while building the Temple, and all their 
+families and connections, because of his ability as a great artist.  
+Tribes which but a short time back had been tent-dwelling nomads, 
+whose art was small and whose handiwork was of the crudest, must have 
+looked at one as skilled as Hiram Abif as at a magician, a miracle 
+man, one equal to the very High Priest himself.  No wonder they 
+called him Abif, “my father!”
+Hiram Abif must have been, at least in private, treated by Solomon as 
+a familiar friend, as much an equal as was possible for an Eastern 
+Potentate of absolute power and authority.  Consultations would be 
+daily in the building of the Temple.  Hiram Abif would be received as 
+an honored guest at Solomon’s table.  If in public the Architect 
+treated his lord and master with the profound respect which such as 
+Solomon have always exacted from subjects high and low, it is 
+probable that such asteroids were relaxed in private, so that there 
+is nothing incongruous in our legendary picture of Solomon, King of 
+Israel, Hiram, King of Trye, and Hiram Abif, acting together in 
+concert as co-rulers - “our first three most excellent Grand Masters” 
+- in governing the workmen and erecting the mighty structure which 
+engaged their attention for seven years.
+It is easy to say this verbal picture is but a flight of fancy.  It 
+is less easy to draw a less attractive one in its place and make it 
+appear true.  While we know Chronicles and Kings and a few other 
+ancient accounts almost nothing of the architect, we do - thanks to 
+patient scholarship, much digging in the earth, and a reading of the 
+literature of all times - know much of the people of Israel, how they 
+worked and ate and lived and loved and labored.  After all, it is 
+less important that our mental picture of the illustrious Tyrian be 
+absolutely accurate in small detail than that we keep a true image of 
+a venerated character in our hearts.  The color of his eyes and hair 
+matter little; the hue of his conscience, everything.  We are told of 
+his knowledge of art and building, of brass and stone, of carving and 
+sculpture - knowing other great artists who have devoted their lives 
+to the creation of the beautiful, it is with some assurance that we 
+liken Hiram Abif’s character to the average of great workmen who have 
+labored to produce beauty before the eyes of Him they worshipped.
+Legendary though our story of Hiram is, and must ever be, our 
+conception of the Architect can continue to be an inspiring fact, and 
+we are the better men and Masons that it is such a man as this we are 
+taught to represent.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   March, 1934   No.3
+
+FOUNDATIONS OF MASONIC LAW
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The history of law and law making is the history of civilization.  As 
+man’s sense of justice developed with increasing needs and 
+responsibilities, his ideas of legal enactments altered and changed.  
+What was lawful in one age became crime in the next; what was 
+criminal in one age was sanctioned by legislation in the next, in a 
+thousand periods, climes and countries.  Within the memory of men now 
+living in the west it was permissible to hang a horse thief with no 
+more legal basis than common necessity; today we name it lynching and 
+make it illegal.  Similarly, it was once illegal for a man to run 
+away from his employer (slaves, prior to the Civil War) whereas now 
+any man may travel where he will.
+Masonic law, also, has seen developments during the nearly two and a 
+quarter centuries since the formation of the Mother Grand Lodge;  
+Some acts right in one age are wrong in this, and certain wrongs of 
+one century become right in the next.  For instance, the power to 
+make a Mason at sight is now denied by some Grand Lodges to their 
+Grand Masters; the ancient right of all Lodges to be represented in 
+Grand Lodge by both Master and Wardens is not now universal.
+In the narrower sense, Masonic law rest upon the Old Constitutions, 
+the Old Charges and the Landmarks; the superstructure is made up of 
+the Constitutions and By-Laws of Grand Lodges; the decisions of Grand 
+Lodges on appeals; the edicts of Grand Masters; the decisions of 
+Grand Masters, sometimes standing without review, more often reviewed 
+and confirmed by Grand Lodges.
+But in the wider sense, Masonic law is based upon English law - which 
+goes back to Roman law - so that it is within the facts to say that 
+Masonic law is a development  of the ideas of equity, and the 
+administration of justice, of the days of ancient Rome.
+From the time of the reign of Diocletian (284-305 A.D.) on political 
+theory the Roman State was republic.  Ultimate sovereignty was in the 
+Roman people.  The Emperor was the First Citizen, to whom the Roman 
+people had delegated their sovereignty for the time being, by act of 
+legislative authority.  As time went on, the Emperor became thought 
+of as the ultimate repository of sovereignty, the source of law.  His 
+powers began when he welded the authority which the sovereign Roman 
+people delegated to him.  But inasmuch as the people, through their 
+legislative assembly, could lawfully enact a law, the Emperor, having 
+been delegated their authority, came to be thought also to have the 
+power to enact a law.  Law thus enacted by the Emperor, by virtue of 
+legislative authority vested in him, was called “Constitution,” or in 
+our language, Constitution.  Actually enacted by the Emperor, such 
+laws were considered rules established by legislative act.
+A second medium by which the Roman Emperor made law was by decisions 
+in cases taken before him on appeal, or cases adjudicated directly by 
+him.  The Emperor filed his opinion or judgment, which when rendered 
+was called a decree.  Under the Roman system. a Roman magistrate had 
+no power to render a decision of judgment; such decisions were 
+rendered only by judges or arbitrators chosen for the case.  A 
+magistrate, however, could decide certain matters and render a 
+decree; these powers also were delegated to the Emperor at his 
+accession.
+Power to make or declare law by edict originally belonged to the 
+magistrates of the Roman Republic, and was exercised by the Praetors 
+or judicial magistrates.  In the beginning edicts were pronouncements 
+by a magistrate of a course which he proposed to take in the 
+administration of his office, to the end that the citizen might know 
+what to expect.  In time these pronouncements easily became 
+authority, and had the force and effect of law which governed the 
+administration of the official who made the pronouncement.  When the 
+power of the magistrate was delegated to the Emperor, the power of 
+issuing an edict also passed to him.  The Emperor was thus given 
+authority to issue general orders governing matters of 
+administration, which had the full force and effect of law.  In the 
+Roman Empire an edict was a general administrative law, as 
+distinguished from a judicial order, prescribing the conduct of some 
+matter of administration.
+The Roman Emperor also made or declared law by “rescripts”; letters 
+or answers which he made to questions put to him by judges or 
+magistrates.  In the judicial system of Rome, a judge, having a cause 
+for adjudication, was advised by the expert opinion of a person 
+learned in the law, known as the Jurisconsult.  As the Emperor was 
+the Jurisconsult of highest authority, the practice of submitting 
+questions of law to him for his opinion was but natural; having all 
+the sovereign power of the Roman people vested in him, his 
+determination was final.
+“The Constitutions of the Free-Masons” published in 1723 contains the 
+“History, Charges, Regulations, & etc.” of the Craft.  This volume is 
+the foundation stone of our Masonic law.  But it is not the only 
+“Constitution” of Freemasonry.
+At the end of the eighteenth century the people of this country 
+constituted themselves the sovereign, and as much the highest earthly 
+power, fixing as the frame work of the Government then formed what we 
+call the Constitution, the object being to limit the several organs 
+of Government set up.  Proceeding from the highest earthly power, 
+this is our superior law, to which the several legislatures and 
+departments of the Government must yield.
+In the same way, the Constitution of a Grand Lodge, whether called by 
+that name or another, is the superior law of that Grand Lodge; the 
+act of the supreme legislative authority of all Masons in that 
+Jurisdiction, acting through their legally authorized 
+representatives.  Whatever the Grand Lodge establishes and 
+promulgates as its fundamental law becomes its Constitution.
+In the early part of the eighteenth century, a Constitution in this 
+sense was unknown; Anderson’s Constitutions was but a reducing to 
+writing of existing usage and customs.  So, in speaking of Masonic 
+Constitutions, we must distinguish between Anderson, whose work was 
+fundamental Masonic law, and the Constitution or governing instrument 
+of an individual Grand Lodge, devised and adopted by it to fit its 
+own particular needs.  Anderson’s Constitutions belong to the Craft 
+as a whole; a Grand Lodge’s Constitution is its alone, and has no 
+force or effect beyond its Jurisdictional limits of authority.
+The similarity between the law of Rome and the modern conception of 
+Masonic law is striking.  To the Roman Emperor was delegated the 
+powers of the sovereign Roman people.  To the Grand Master is 
+delegated many (not all) of the powers of the sovereign Craftsmen.  
+Thus, in Landmark 3, in the “Constitution, By-Laws, General 
+Regulations and Edicts of the Grand Lodge of New Jersey,” we read:
+“The Grand Master is elected by the Craft, and holds office until his 
+successor is duly installed.  He is the “Ruler” of the Craft and is, 
+of right, the presiding officer of every assemblage of Masons as 
+such.  He may, within his Jurisdiction, convene a lodge at any time 
+or place and do Masonic work therein; may create lodges by his 
+warrant, and arrest the warrant of any lodge.  He may suspend, during 
+his pleasure, the operation of any rule or regulation of Masonry not 
+a “Landmark.”  He may suspend the installed officers of any lodge, 
+and reinstate them at his pleasure and is not answerable for his acts 
+as Grand Master.  He may deputize any brother to do any act in his 
+absence which he himself might do if present.”
+This excerpt has been chosen because it sets forth certain powers of 
+the Grand Master more plainly than is done in some other 
+Jurisdictions, but his fundamental powers are rarely questioned in 
+any Jurisdiction.  Particular attention is called to two statements: 
+the Grand Master is the “Ruler” of the Craft, and, he is not 
+answerable for his acts as Grand Master.  These two powers over the 
+Roman people were inherent in the Roman Emperors.
+The Roman Emperor made law by decisions in cases taken to him on 
+appeal, or in those which he adjudicated directly.  The Grand Lodge 
+hears appeals from those involved in Masonic trials, and affirms or 
+reverses the decision of the Lodge (or trial commission);  Grand 
+Lodges adjudicate directly in trials involving Masons who are members 
+of Grand Lodge.  The modern conception of justice is bound up in our 
+belief in the right of appeal from a lower authority to a higher, and 
+finally to the highest, that fallible human justice may be made as 
+infallible as possible.  The brother in Lodge cannot appeal from the 
+decision of his Master, but can appeal to the Grand Master or the 
+Grand Lodge.  The brother tried, convicted and punished, may not 
+appeal to the Lodge that tries him, but may appeal to the highest 
+authority, the Grand Lodge.
+The Roman Emperor made law by “rescript”; by letters of answer to 
+questions put to him by a judge or magistrate.  All Grand Masters are 
+called upon to make decisions on questions asked by Masters of Lodges 
+or individual Craftsmen.  Like those of the Emperor, these decisions 
+are law for the time being, and usually (not invariably) become part 
+of the written law when Grand Lodge receives the Grand Master’s 
+report of the decisions he has made during the year.  The Grand Lodge 
+either affirms the decision, or, if its legality has been questioned 
+by the Committee on Jurisprudence, mat adopt the Committee’s report, 
+thus determining that the law in the future is contrary to what the 
+Grand Master decided.
+The roman Emperor made law by edict.  An edict was initiated by the 
+Emperor; the decision came as a response to an appeal.  the Grand 
+Master may issue an edict as an initiatory act of law making, it 
+stands as law until repealed or affirmed by Grand Lodge.
+The development of law making in modern times is divided by Dean 
+Roscoe Pound into four stages:
+1.	Unconscious legislation, when dealing with common law 
+principles.  The facts of the case before the Court may differ 
+from those of a former case, to which the Court has applied a 
+common law principle.  Notwithstanding the difference in the 
+facts, the Court may extend the common law principle to cover 
+the case at the bar; the legal effect of this is to extend the 
+common law doctrine to new limits.  This was described by the 
+late Justice Harlan, of the Supreme Court, as “Judicial 
+Legislation,” because in law the latest application of a 
+doctrine establishes the law of jurisdiction.
+2.	Declaratory legislation, or reducing the unwritten law to 
+written law.  This does not result in new law, but only gives 
+written authoritative expression to already existing common law.
+3.	Selection and amendment, when by the political union of peoples 
+with divergent customs, it becomes necessary.  A new State 
+resulting from a combination of peoples of different customs, 
+requires selecting and amending laws and customs of the 
+different peoples to fit the needs of the new State.
+4.	Conscious legislation; law making to meet existing exigencies or 
+new conditions.
+
+Here also we find distinct parallelism with Masonic law.  The law of 
+a certain Jurisdiction states that no man may be made a member of the 
+Craft who is “engaged in the manufacture or sale of intoxicating 
+liquor.”  By “unconscious legislation” a Grand Master extended this 
+to mean, also, a book-keeper employed by a man who sold liquor.  A 
+later Grand Master extended this enactment to mean a stockholder in a 
+hotel company who countenanced the sale of liquor by that hotel.  As 
+these decisions were confirmed by Grand Lodge, they became 
+constitutional law in that Jurisdiction.
+Masonic declaratory legislation, reducing the unwritten to written 
+law, first took place in London in 1723, when Anderson’s 
+Constitutions were published.  But the process has by no means been 
+completed.  Many Grand Jurisdictions have local customs which have 
+grown up through the years; it occurs to someone, or the need arises, 
+to have this reduced to writing and made a part of the constitution 
+of the Grand Lodge By-Laws.  It is properly put before Grand Lodge, 
+and becomes law.
+In a certain Jurisdiction the ancient custom of opening the V.S.L. at 
+definite passages of Scripture during the three degrees was thought 
+by some to be more honored in the breach than in the observance.  
+Grand Lodge decided that what its prophets contended was the common 
+practice, should prevail.  It is now law in that Jurisdiction that 
+the Bible may be opened “at Random.”
+Selection and amendment takes place Masonically when a new Grand 
+Lodge is formed, or an old one splits in two.  When the States of 
+North and South Dakota were formed from the Territory of Dakota, the 
+Grand Lodge of the Territory became two Grand Lodges.  The Grand 
+Lodge of North Dakota selected and amended the law of the Mother 
+Grand Lodge to form its own Constitution.
+Conscious legislation in Masonic bodies is similar to that in all 
+other legislative bodies.  In almost every Grand Lodge meeting some 
+amendment to existing law is offered, to lie over for a year, or 
+having been proposed the previous year, it is acted upon and accepted 
+or rejected.
+Grand Masters and Grand Lodges today have far more despotic power 
+than any ruler or national legislative assembly in any modern body 
+politic.  That such despotic authority has learned to rule wisely and 
+well; that Grand Masters under-emphasize rather than over-use their 
+powers; that the Craft as a whole is well, sanely and soundly 
+governed, are tributes to the gentle influence of the principles of 
+Masonry, too great for even headstrong men to oppose.   Truly, 
+Masonic leaders have well learned the ancient truth:
+“O, ‘tis excellent To have a giant’s strength, but it is tyrannous 
+To use it like a giant!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   April, 1934   No.4
+
+WHERE WAS LAFAYETTE MADE A MASON?
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Brother Lafayette entered the Grand Lodge Above on May 20, 1834.  
+Many Lodges in 1934 will dedicate meetings to a memory only  less 
+immortal than that of his friend and brother George Washington.  To 
+aid n such undertakings, this Bulletin sets forth the principal 
+contradictory testimonies about this Masonic making.
+Julius S. Sachse, Grand Librarian if the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania, 
+learned student and scholar. wrote (Brochure.  1916):
+“No original documentary evidence is known to be in existence which 
+records the initiation of General Lafayette in the Masonic 
+Fraternity, nor in what Lodge or when it took place.  It has always 
+been a tradition in Masonic circles that General Lafayette was made a 
+Mason in one of the Military Lodges at Morristown, New Jersey, where 
+a Festal Lodge was held December 27, 1797, for which occasion the 
+jewels and furniture and clothing of St. John’s Lodge No.1 of Newark, 
+New Jersey, was borrowed.  The meeting proved a great success, sixty-
+eight brethren being present, one of whom was George Washington.
+“There is another tradition that General Lafayette was made a Mason 
+in a Military Lodge which met at Valley Forge during the winter of 
+1777-78, but no official records of such action have thus far been 
+discovered.”
+Dr. Fredrick W. Hamilton, Grand Secretary of the Grand Lodge of 
+Massachusetts, eminent and learned Masonic scholar, write (The 
+Builder, March 1921):
+“Where and when La Fayette was made a Mason is not known.  There are 
+at least two quite different traditions, but neither rests on any 
+very substantial basis or historic fact.  Not improbably it was on 
+the eve of his momentous diplomatic mission to France when he was 
+just twenty-two; almost certainly it was in the Army Lodge; very 
+probably it was at the insistence and in the presence of Washington.  
+What is more likely than that Washington should have desires to weave 
+the bond of Masonic brotherhood around the young man who was to play 
+so delicate and important a part in the relations between the great 
+Mason who commanded the American Army and the other great Mason, 
+America’s greatest diplomat, Benjamin Franklin, who was American 
+Ambassador to the French King.?
+“When La Fayette made his last visit to the United States the Grand 
+Lodge of Pennsylvania received him with distinguished honors, but 
+before doing so appointed a committee to investigate and report upon 
+his Masonic regularity.  The committee reported that they had made 
+careful investigation and were fully satisfied, but unfortunately 
+their report gave no information whatever as to the evidence upon 
+which this conclusion was based.
+“Gould, in the “Library of Freemasonry.’ named the place of ceremony 
+as Morristown, N.J., saying, “According to the late C.W. Moore, all 
+the American Generals of the Revolution, with the exception of 
+Benedict Arnold, were Freemasons.  The Marquis de Lafayette was among 
+the number, and it is believed that he was initiated in American 
+Union Lodge at Morristown, N.J., the jewels and furniture used on the 
+occasion being sent by St. John’s Lodge at Newark, N.J.”
+Under the full page portrait of Lafayette which embellishes this 
+article, appears this caption:  “The Marquis Lafayette was admitted 
+into Freemasonry in American Union Lodge which was held in a room 
+over the old Freeman’s Tavern, on the north side of the green, 
+Morristown, New Jersey, during the winter of 1777, at which time 
+Brother George Washington presided in person.”
+As Benedict Arnold “was” a Mason, his name was expunged from the 
+rolls after he was proved a traitor; the reader must decide for 
+himself how much weight can be given the testimony of “the late C.W. 
+Moore.”
+Past Grand Master Harry J. Guthrie, Delaware, Contributed a scholarly 
+paper on Lafayette to “The Builder”, in March, 1925.  From it the 
+following is abstracted:
+“General Lafayette arrived in this country on June 14, 1777; received 
+a commission (honorary in effect) as a Major General from the 
+congress and was later assigned to Washington’s staff July 31, 1777; 
+led part of the troops in the Battle of Brandywine on September 11, 
+1777, where he was wounded in the leg and remained incapacitated at 
+Bethlehem, Pa., until the later part of October.  He volunteered for 
+duty when scarcely able to place a boot on his foot, was assigned to 
+the command of General Green and assisted in a reconnoiter with a 
+view of giving battle to Lord Cornwallis, strongly entranced at 
+Gloucester Point, N.J.  The fact that the whole country between New 
+York and Philadel-phia was held in British grip precludes the 
+probability of a gathering of general officers of the American Army 
+attending a Masonic function at Morristown, N.J.  between the first 
+of November and the fifteenth of December 1777, on which date 
+Washington went into winter quarters at Valley Forge, Pa., where 
+Lafayette was quartered until after Dec. 30, 1777, after which time 
+he went to Albany, N.Y.
+“This should satisfy the mind as to the utter improbability of his 
+having taken any degrees at Morristown, N.J. in 1777.  But I am 
+inclined to think the printed date of 1777 an error and that it 
+should read 1779 in accordance with the tradition.  History and 
+government records inform us that on October 21, 1778, Lafayette, as 
+a Major General, was granted a leave of absence to go to France to 
+return at his convenience.  (Probably on a secret mission)  Lafayette 
+left Boston Harbor Fe. 11, 1779 for France; and the fact that he was 
+presented with the Congressional sword at Havre on Aug. 24, 1779, 
+comes pretty near proving that he arrived in France.  On the return 
+trip he sailed aboard the French frigate Herman from Rochelle March 
+19, 1780, and landed at Boston April 28, 1780, and on May 13, 1780, 
+the Continental Congress considered his return to America to resume 
+his command as a fresh proof of zeal, etc., etc.  So it was not 
+possible for him to have received the degrees of Freemasonry at 
+Morristown, N.J. in December 1779, and that is the reason a reference 
+was not made to him and that his name was not included in the Lodge 
+register which contained the names of Washington and the other sixty-
+seven distinguished visitors.”
+Gould, in his “Military Lodges,” says:
+“In December, 1777, the Army retired to Valley Forge, and it was 
+there - according to evidence which seems to be of a trustworthy 
+character - that General Lafayette was initiated.  The French 
+Officer, though he had been received very warmly and kindly by 
+General Washington, experience much uneasiness from the circumstance 
+that he had never been entrusted with a “separate command.”  During 
+the winter he learned there was a Lodge working in the camp.  Time 
+hanging heavily on his hands, and the routine of duty being 
+monotonous, he conceived the idea that he would like to be made a 
+Mason.  His wish, on being made know to the Lodge, was soon 
+gratified, the Commander-in-Chief being present and in the chair at 
+the time of his initiation.
+“After I was made a Mason,’ said Lafayette, “General Washington 
+seemed to have received a new light.  I never had from that moment 
+any cause to doubt his entire confidence.  It was not long before I 
+had a ‘separate command’ of great importance.’”
+Moore in his “Masonic Biography” states:  “He had already become a 
+member of the Masonic Fraternity.”  (This was prior to his coming to 
+America.)
+Findel, in his “History of Freemasonry,” states that Lafayette 
+attended a Masonic meeting December 25, 1775, for the purpose of 
+consecrating a lodge named Da La Candeur.  Particular mention was 
+made of Lafayette being present.
+Brother W.P. Strickland, D.D., stated in his late sixties that 
+Lafayette was a member of the Fraternity when he came to America.
+Earl B. Dellzell, in the “Grand Lodge Bulletin,” Iowa, November, 
+1930, states”
+“In the proceedings of the Grand Lodge of Tennessee of 1825, pages 
+133 and 135, the minutes of the Grand Lodge of Wednesday, May 4, 
+1825, state: “Our illustrious brother General Lafayette was 
+unanimously elected an honorary member of this Grand Lodge.’  Later 
+we find:  ‘Our illustrious brother General Lafayette was introduced 
+by Bros. Andrew Jackson and G.W.  Campbell, received with Grand 
+Honors, and seated on the right of the W.W. Grand Master.’
+“’At the conclusion of the Grand Master’s address of welcome, 
+Lafayette made a feeling and appropriate reply, in substance as 
+follows:’
+“’He felt himself highly gratified at being so kindly welcomed by the 
+Grand Lodge of Tennessee, and at being made an honorary member of 
+that Lodge, in which he had been introduced by the distinguished 
+brother Mason who had erected the lines of New Orleans, and, in 
+technical language of the Craft, had made them “well-formed, true and 
+trusty.”  He had, he said, been long a member of the Order, having 
+been initiated, young as he was, even before he entered the service 
+of our country in the Revolutionary War.  He had never for a moment 
+ceased to love and venerate the institution, and was, therefore, 
+peculiarly delighted to see that it had spread its genial influence 
+thus far to the west, and that his brethren here were not only 
+comfortable, but brilliantly accommodated.  He considered the Order 
+as peculiarly valuable in this country where it not only fostered the 
+principles of civil and religious liberty, but was eminently 
+calculated to link the extremities of this wide republic together, 
+and to perpetuate, by its fraternizing influence, the union of the 
+States.’”
+Contrast this with the statements made by Dr. George W. Chaytor, 
+addressing Lafayette Lodge No. 14, A.F. & A.M., Wilmington, Delaware, 
+January 18, 1875, on the fiftieth anniversary of its constitution.  
+(Quoted from the Guthrie article in “The Builder,” March, 1925):
+“He was not a Mason when he landed in America, nor was he a Mason at 
+the Battle of Brandywine.  The Army under Washington, in December, 
+1777, retired to Valley Forge, where they wintered.  Connected with 
+the Army was a Lodge.  It was at Valley Forge that he  was made a 
+Mason.  On this point there should be no second opinion - for surely 
+Lafayette knew best where he was made a Mason.  We have this 
+statement from himself - made at the time he was the guest of the 
+Grand Lodge of Delaware, and to members of that Grand Body.  The 
+statement he made was as follows:
+“He had offered his services to this country from the purest motives, 
+and he knew that, in his heart he had no selfish impulses.  He found 
+a people struggling for liberty against tyranny, and he put his whole 
+soul in the cause.  That Washington  received him in the kindest and 
+warmest manner, and never in any direct way showed the he had not the 
+fullest confidence in his intentions and ability as a soldier, but 
+yet, he could not divest his mind of a suspicion (that at times gave 
+him great discomfort) that the General of the American Army was not 
+altogether free from doubt in his case.  This suspicion was 
+engendered from the fact that he had never intrusted him with a 
+separate command.  This fact, he said, weighed upon him and at times 
+made him very unhappy.  With this exception, he had not the least 
+cause for discomfort.  During the winter (1777-78), as the Army lay 
+at Valley Forge, he learned there was a Masonic Lodge working in 
+camp.  Time hanging heavy, and the routine of duty being monotonous, 
+he conceived the idea that he would like to be made a Mason.  He made 
+his wish known to a friend, who at once informed him that he himself 
+was a Mason, and would take pleasure in making his wish known to the 
+lodge.  This was done, and he was there made a Mason.  He also stated 
+that Washington was present and acted as Master of the Lodge at the 
+time of initiation.’
+“This statement was made to members of the Grand Lodge, from some of 
+whom it was received.  I have no doubt that he said what I have here 
+given, for the parties making the statement were gentlemen as well as 
+Masons, and their public lives show the estimate their fellow 
+citizens placed upon their honor and characters.  I know that much 
+doubt and contradiction had been bandied about the important point in 
+Lafayette’s life.  Various places have been stated as the point of 
+his initiation - but an Army Lodge was always the organization in 
+which he secured light.
+“I have not yet finished his statement - the later part is evidence 
+of the former.  In the beginning he stated he felt rather hurt that 
+Washington had not shown sufficient confidence to entrust him with a 
+separate command.  Now listen to what he said later:
+“After I was made a Mason, General Washington seemed to have received 
+a new light - I never had, from that moment, any cause to doubt his 
+entire confidence.  It was not long before I had a separate command 
+of great importance.’”
+Past Grand Master Guthrie says of this writer:
+“Dr. George W. Chaytor, well and favorably known, was a notable 
+physician and enthusiastic Mason.  He was born December 25, 1813, 
+initiated September 7, 1841, raised November 2, 1841, and died April 
+14, 1878; respected by all men.  He served his lodge as Master and in 
+1845 became a permanent member of the Grand Lodge of Delaware and was 
+immediately elected Senior Grand Warden, Grand Secretary, 1849-59, 
+Chairman of Committee on Foreign correspondence in 1875, elected 
+Grand Master of Masons of Delaware in 1875.”
+Just how much Dr. Chaytor really knew, and how much he was influenced 
+by tradition is now only a matter of speculation.  Even a reliable 
+and worth witness may easily be misled in reporting on history a 
+hundred years after the fact.  It is interesting, at least, that 
+Chaytor and Gould report the same language as coming from the lips of 
+Lafayette as far as the “separate command” is concerned.
+No attempt is here made to settle a question which has vexed the most 
+learned.  That Lafayette was an enthusiastic, loyal and devoted Mason 
+no one can doubt; his reception on his final visit to this country 
+was one long Masonic Pilgrimage with Grand Lodges and Lodges vieing 
+with each other to do him honor.  But just where he was “brought to 
+light” is so involved with contradictions, that only further 
+discoveries seem likely, finally to settle it to the satisfaction of 
+Masonic Historians.
+“ADDENDUM”
+
+In “The New Age” magazine for July 1941, Brother Ray Baker Harris, 
+Librarian of the Supreme Council, 33 deg., Southern Jurisdiction, 
+revealed the acquisition of a rare 18th century program of the 
+inauguration of Lodge St. Jean de la Candeur in Paris in December, 
+1775
+The Lodge had invited to the inauguration ceremonies “the Honorary, 
+Regular and Subordinate Officers, and Deputies, of all Lodges 
+composing the Grand Orient of France, and all brethren who could be 
+recommended as regular Masons.”  Obviously the ceremonies were held 
+“In Lodge.”
+Attached to the program is a Tableau of 100 “Les Chers Freres 
+Visiteurs.”  The Marquis de Lafayette is listed among the visiting  
+Brethren.
+While this seems to establish conclusively that Lafayette was a Mason 
+in 1775 before coming to America, it leaves unanswered the question 
+of when and where he was made a Mason.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   May, 1934   No.005
+
+MASONIC GEOMETRY
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Fellowcrafts receive several admonitions and exhortations regarding 
+the Sciences of Geometry and astronomy, and many an initiate has 
+wondered just how far his duty should carry him in undertaking anew 
+the study of branches of mathematics which are associated in his with 
+much troubled effort in school days.
+While some mathematical-minded men may find the same joy in the study 
+of lines, angles, surfaces, spheres and measurements which the 
+musician obtains from his notes, the painter from his perspective and 
+colors; and the poet from his meter and rhymes; comparatively few 
+brethren rejoice in the study of the mathematically abstruse.
+This must have been well known to Preston, when he wrote those 
+portions of our Fellowcraft Degree which we owe to his genius, as to 
+any modern.  So it seems fair to conclude that it was less the 
+literal study of geometry, with a design to become an expert, than a 
+figurative appreciation of its implications which the great Master of 
+Masonry had in mind.  Indeed, a careful and critical examination of 
+the ritual which speaks of geometry, and its child, astronomy, will 
+demonstrate this.
+Fellowcraft rituals, in this country, with very few exceptions trace 
+back to Thomas Smith Webb.  Because of the variations which ritual 
+committees, Grand Lecturers and others have introduced, so that few 
+Jurisdictions are exactly at one as to what is the proper form. our 
+examination here will be based on Webb.  His several para-graphs, 
+here quoted in succession although separated in his “Monitor,” read 
+as follows:
+“Geometry treats of the powers and properties of magnitudes in 
+general, where length, breadth and thickness are considered; from a 
+point to a line, from a line to a “superficies” and from a 
+superficies” to a “solid.”
+“By this science, the architect is enabled to construct his plans and 
+execute his design; the general to arrange his soldiers; the engineer 
+to mark out ground for encampments; the geographer to give us the 
+dimensions of the world, and all things therein contained, to 
+delineate the extent of seas, and specify the divisions of empires, 
+kingdoms and provinces; by it also, the astronomer is enabled to make 
+his observations, and to fix the duration of times and seasons, years 
+and cycles.  In fine, geometry is the foundation of architecture, and 
+the root of mathematics.
+“Astronomy is that divine art, by which we are taught to read the 
+wisdom, strength and beauty of the Almighty Creator, in those sacred 
+pages of the celestial hemisphere.  Assisted by astronomy, we can 
+observe the motions, measure the distances, comprehend the 
+magnitudes, and calculate the periods and eclipses of the heavenly 
+bodies.  By it we learn the use of the globes, the system of the 
+world and the preliminary law of nature.  While we are employed in 
+the study of this science, we must perceive unparalleled instances of 
+wisdom and goodness, and through the whole creation, trace the 
+Glorious Author by his works.
+
+“Geometry, the first and the noblest of sciences, is the basis on 
+which the superstructure of Masonry is erected.   By geometry, we may 
+curiously trace Nature, through her various windings, to her most 
+concealed recesses.  By it we discover the power, the wisdom and the 
+goodness of the Grand Artificer of the Universe, and view with 
+delight the proportions which connect this vast machine.  By it, we 
+discover how the planets move in their different orbits, and 
+demonstrate their various revolutions.  By it we account for the 
+return of the seasons and the variety of scenes which each season 
+displays to the discerning eye.  Numberless worlds are around us, all 
+framed by the same Divine Artist, which roll through the vast 
+expanse, and are all conducted by the same unerring laws of nature.
+“The study of the liberal arts, that valuable branch of education, 
+which tends so effectually to polish and adorn the mind, is earnestly 
+recommended to your consideration; especially as the basis of our 
+art.  Geometry, or Masonry, originally synonymous terms, being of a 
+divine and moral nature, is enriched with the most useful knowledge; 
+while it proves the wonderful properties of nature, it demonstrates 
+the more important truths of morality.”
+The interested Mason will find here far less of admonition to make 
+himself a geometer than an attempt to make him appreciate what the 
+science of geometry means to Masonry, as a demonstration of the 
+“glorious works of creation,” the majesty and awe-inspiring magnitude 
+of the universe, and thus, the “perfection of our divine creator.”
+To understand how geometry “demonstrates the more important truths of 
+morality,” it is essential to comprehend just what this science 
+really is.
+Geometry is that deductive science which deals with the properties of 
+space, and masses which occupy space.
+Science is exact and classified knowledge.  In the last analysis all 
+science is measurement.  It may be measurement of time or space; of 
+atom or electron; of event or process, but measurement it is.  Hence 
+geometry, which is based on measurements of area, masses, angles, 
+spaces and the relations between them, is fundamental to all science.
+It may come as a shock to some minds to know that there is not, 
+strictly speaking, any really “exact” science.  One of the greatest 
+truths man has learned, in all his centuries of study, is that there 
+is no absolute to be known; all truths, including the mathematical, 
+are relative.  There is no absolute rock on which any geometry, 
+either the familiar Euclidian geometry of our school days or the non-
+Euclidian geometries of the mathematician, can be based.
+For all geometries are founded upon “some” assumptions. 
+The axioms of geometry are so-called self-evident truths which not 
+only need no proof. but which cannot be proved.  These self-evident 
+truths are those which we instinctively know by experience; truths 
+which no counter experience questions.  And right here we meet with 
+one of the great pregnant meanings of Geometry from the Masonic 
+standpoint.  The whole of the system of Freemasonry, the essence of 
+all its teachings, the content of all its philosophy, the soul of all 
+its morality, rest upon an axiom, an assumption which can never be 
+proved, as either mathematical or legal world understands the word 
+“proof” . . . the existence of Deity.
+Deity can neither be proved nor disproved, using the word in the 
+scientific sense.  “Proof” is a process of he mind, a matter of 
+logic, a satisfaction of the intellect, and in the end rests upon the 
+assumption that which is universally observed, and universally 
+constant, has always been and always will be so.  It is unthinkable 
+to our minds that two plus two could ever be anything but four, 
+though we perform the addition on the farthest star.  Yet we are 
+learning that what seems “true” when bounded by earthly conditions, 
+is not necessarily “true” when considered from a vaster and more 
+distant viewpoint.
+Belief in Deity is not the result of a process of the intellect, but 
+of the heart or soul.
+Man is now, has always been, and presumably will always be, universal 
+in his belief in, and longing for, a Great Architect of the Universe.  
+Masons accept the belief without question.  It is part of our lives; 
+we could have no masonry without it.  Lacking it we could not live as 
+we understand life.  But from the scientific standpoint it is as 
+impossible to prove as are any of Euclid’s axiom, without which there 
+could be no geometry.
+And those very statements are as near a proof” as we can come.  
+Surely, if it is a fair assumption that the geometry on which rests 
+all science, and which in itself rests upon unprovable axioms, as a 
+“true” science, so is the belief, on which rests all hope and 
+happiness in life, but which is not scientifically provable, a “true” 
+belief.
+We are taught that geometry “demonstrates the more important truths 
+of morality.”
+“Morality” can hardly here mean any code of human conduct, such as 
+the observance of the ten commandments, the “live and let live” idea 
+on which modern civilization is founded, observance of man-made law, 
+etc.  Such, indeed, is morality in the strict sense, but here 
+morality must mean something much greater and quite different.  The 
+“more important truths of morality” which geometry teaches must be 
+those fundamental beliefs on which all life is founded; the existence 
+of Deity, the immortality of the soul, the reality of the love of God 
+for his children.
+The intelligent reader will have noted that here Preston says 
+“demonstrate” and not “prove,” as he does a phrase before.  Geometry 
+may “prove the wonderful properties of nature” but “demonstrate” is 
+as much as we can claim for “the more important truths of morality.”
+Imagine yourself in the middle of the Sahara desert.  
+You are alone, many miles from any human being,  You have no 
+knowledge whatever that any one has passed this way before you.  
+Suddenly you come upon a watch, lying in the sand.  It is running, 
+and it agrees with your watch.   On tests you find that the watch 
+will run but thirty-six hours without winding.
+You are absolutely certain, and no one could convince you to the 
+contrary, that, (1) some human being was here within thirty-six 
+hours, or, (2) that the watch was tied to some animal, and fell off 
+that animal at the spot where you found it, or, (3) that is was tied 
+to some bird, and fell from the bird, or (4) that is was dropped from 
+an airplane or balloon.
+The one inescapable fact is that the watch was running; it had been 
+wound within thirty-six hours.
+Geometry “demonstrates the more important truths of morality” very 
+much as the watch demonstrated to you that some one had been where 
+you found it, before you.  A running watch “proves” a maker and 
+winder . . . the human mind is so constituted that it cannot conceive 
+of a plan without some intelligence to make the plan.  No power or 
+argument could convince you that the watch made itself; or rolled or 
+flew to the spot where you found it.  It is a watch - therefore it 
+was made by hands.  It runs - therefore it was wound.  It is where no 
+watch can be, ordinarily speaking - therefore it was brought to that 
+spot by something living.
+The geometer measures the “numberless worlds around us, which roll 
+through the vast expanse and are all conducted by the same unerring 
+laws of nature.”  From his measurements he concludes that the orbit 
+of a certain planet - say Venus - is such-and thus, and its time of 
+travel from here to there is so-and-so many days.  By careful 
+computation, aided by numberless observations, he reduces these facts 
+to exact data.  From these he predicts that on a certain day, at a 
+certain hour, minute and second, Venus will appear against the sun - 
+will “transit,” in other words.
+If, then, Venus “does” cross the face of the sun, beginning at the 
+time predicted, and taking just the interval prophesied to do so, the 
+geometer “knows,” as well as it possible for the human mind to know, 
+that his calculations are correct.
+In other words, Venus revolved in her orbit and the sun swung in his, 
+“according to plan.”
+The astronomer repeats the feat for a thousand heavenly happenings.  
+Eclipses of the sun, moon, the tides, occultation of countless stars, 
+the beginning and ending of “times and seasons” he predicts in 
+advance with such accuracy and certainty, that no brother scientist 
+questions the verity of his predictions.  All are agreed that the 
+numberless worlds about us “roll through the vast expanse” according 
+to a “plan.”
+The previous statement is here repeated; “there can be no plan 
+without a planner!”
+In this way, then, does geometry demonstrate the most important 
+possible truth of “morality” - the definite existence of Some One who 
+planned; planned with such exactitude that even poor witless ignorant 
+humans are able to prophesy the future results of the working of that 
+plan.
+Some “stupid atheists” counter such an argument by saying “You do not 
+need a plan - the planets revolve according to natural law.”  Very 
+well, “Who” made the natural law?  If the skeptic says “Eclipses are 
+but the nature of things” “Who created the nature of things?”  
+Question can be added o question, and each push the answer further 
+back in space and time and consciousness; but, inevitably, at the 
+end, we come to “Who?”  That is geometry’s “demonstration” of the 
+most important truth.
+Our minds are wholly sense bound.  We can obtain no information 
+regarding the universe except through our five senses, and the use 
+our intelligences make of the information thus secured.  A man 
+without sight, hearing, smell, taste and feeling might still “think,” 
+but he could not communicate, nor be communicated to.  A man so born 
+could never learn anything, since he would have no channels through 
+which even the simplest information could run.  It is inescapably 
+true that if in our universe are facts which cannot be learned by our 
+senses, mortals can never learn them.  In other words, there “is” a 
+limit to human knowledge.  Therefore must there be a limit beyond 
+which no human science, such as geometry, can demonstrate great 
+truths.  But with these we are not concerned, since those truths, 
+physical or moral, of which we know and of which we teach that a 
+geometrical demonstration is possible, are sufficiently beyond common 
+understanding without asking for others still less comprehensible.
+If the “more important truths of morality” are, as stated:
+1.	Existence of Deity.
+2.	Immortality.
+3.	Love of God for his children:
+
+Then geometry can be said to demonstrate the first, thus:
+1.	There is no plan without a planner - geometry proves that the 
+universe runs according to a plan, which follows laws to exact 
+that predictions successfully can be made from them.
+2.	It is impossible for Deity to be less perfect than his 
+creatures.
+3.	All his creatures exhibit love, tenderness and devotion for 
+their children.  No human parent but would give indefinite life 
+to his child if he could.
+4.	Therefore, Deity, infinitely more perfect than the most perfect 
+of His children, has, in His infinite love, provided infinite 
+life for His children.
+
+The attempt to prove that which is known of the soul in terms known 
+only of the mind is more or less fruitless.  But it is only by some 
+such process of reasoning that we can follow out the admonitions of 
+the Fellowcraft degree.  We are to study geometry, not so much in 
+books and lines and angles and measurements and axiom and theorems 
+and propositions and problems, as in a demonstration of the 
+“wonderful properties of nature.”  From these we deduce that the 
+universe in general, and the world in particular, exist, move, 
+evolve, live according to definite laws or plans.  Knowing that plans 
+cannot create themselves, any more than the watch in the desert could 
+create and wind itself, we are logically compelled to believe in the 
+planner.  In the nature of things, as we know them.  He who plans 
+must be more perfect than we who were planned.  Our virtues, then, 
+must be but pale reflections of His.  If we would not deny 
+immortality to those dependent upon us whom we love, then the love of 
+the Great Architect, and His provisions of immortality, are as much 
+proved to us as any processes of the mind can prove the certainty of 
+the soul.
+So considered, the study of geometry, so magnificently set forth in 
+the Fellowcraft degree, becomes not an admonition to “do examples” or 
+“learn from a book” but a clarion call to understand that “the 
+heavens declare the glory of God, and the firmament sheweth His 
+handiwork.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN -Vol.XII   June 1934   No.6
+
+MASONRY IN THE GREAT LIGHT
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The Short Talk Bulletin of December, 1931, on “The Three Scripture 
+Readings,” described the symbolic significance of the passages from 
+scripture used in conferring the three degrees.
+Masonry in the Bible is not confined to these three poems in prose.  
+Masons are taught to look to the Great Knight for spiritual comfort, 
+as the inestimable gift of God to man for the rule and guide of his 
+faith and practice.  If he searches intelligently, he will there find 
+much Masonic teaching, an amplification of ritual, a continuation of 
+symbolism as beautiful as it is intangible, as lovely as it is 
+ethereal.
+At the door of every Lodge stands the Tiler with a drawn sword in his 
+hand.  How apt to this office is this verse:
+“So he drove out the man; and he placed at the east of the garden of 
+Eden, Cherubim, and a flaming sword which turned every way, to keep 
+the way of the tree of life.  (Genesis 3:24)
+A man not a Mason is not permitted in the Lodge; the Tiler’s sword 
+“turns every way” to keep the path to the tree of spiritual life to 
+be found in every Lodge.
+In the opening of the Lodge is mention of the widowed and the 
+fatherless, that we may never forget a Mason’s duty to those whose 
+natural protector is no more.
+“A father of the fatherless and a judge if the widows, is God in his 
+holy habitation.  (Psalms 68:5)  Learn to do well; seek judgment, 
+relieve the oppressed, judge the fatherless, plead for the widow.  
+(Isaiah 1:17)”
+In these two passages are the charity teachings which Masons follow; 
+the very heart of that care of the lonely and the orphan which is at 
+once a Master Mason’s duty and his pride.  He who visits his 
+Jurisdiction’s Masonic Home, and there sees the helpless helped, or 
+is happy to contribute to the support of the Charity Foundation, 
+Grand Lodge Charity Fund or Lodge gift, can be comforted that he 
+follows the inspired teaching of these words from the Great Light.
+In many Grand Lodges there is much discussion as to the “Doctrine of 
+the Perfect Youth” which proclaims that a man must be unmaimed to be 
+accepted as a candidate.  Modern ideas in some Grand Lodges lean 
+toward relaxing the severe restrictions; others still cling to the 
+old idea that he who has lost a member - even a finger - must suffer 
+for the good of the whole Order, that the Ancient Landmark be 
+preserved.  Some quotations from the Old Testament seem to show that 
+the priests of Israel regarded physical perfection much as the 
+Fraternity has done:
+Only he shall not go in unto the veil, nor come nigh unto the altar, 
+because he hath a blemish; that he profane not my sanctuaries; for I 
+the Lord so sanctify them.  (Leviticus 21:23)  Ye shall offer at your 
+own will a male without blemish, of beeves, or the sheep, or of the 
+goats.  But whatsoever hath a blemish, that shall ye not offer; for 
+it shall not be acceptable for you.  (Leviticus 22:19-20)
+On the other side of the question, and bearing vitally on the 
+principle that Masonry is universal, and no respecter of race or 
+creed, is this clear exposition:
+“But Peter said, Not so Lord; for I have never eaten anything that is 
+common or unclean.  And the voice spake unto him again the second 
+time, What God hath cleansed, that call not thou common.  Then Peter 
+opened his mouth, and said, Of a truth I perceive that God is no 
+respecter of persons; but in every nation he that feareth him, and 
+worketh righteousness, is accepted with him.  (Acts 10:14-15-34-35)”
+Where is a man first prepared to be made a Mason?  Think of the 
+essential symbolism and then read:
+“For the Lord seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward 
+appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart.  (Samuel 16:7)”
+The Great Light shadowed forth the truths of our symbolism and the 
+teachings of the three degrees long before Operative Freemasonry, as 
+we know it, came upon the earth to extend and promote the 
+dissemination of those great principles on which all true character 
+making is based.
+After a candidate enters the Lodge by the West gate, the first 
+question asked him sets the key to all that the degree may be to him; 
+he who answers this solemn inquiry must be sodden minded indeed if he 
+visualizes not the serious import and the glorious future of the 
+ceremony thus anticipated.  Long, long ago sweet singers sang:
+“In God have I put my trust; I will not be afraid what man can do 
+unto me,  (Psalms 56:11)  Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and 
+lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge 
+him, and he shall direct thy paths  (Proverbs 3:5-6)  Thou wilt keep 
+him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee; because he 
+trusteth in thee.  Trust ye in the Lord forever; for the Lord Jehovah 
+is everlasting strength.  (Isaiah 26:3-4)”
+Masons know the benefit of Lodge prayer.  Never the Lodge is opened 
+but a petition to the Most High is a part of the ceremony; never a 
+degree is conferred but humble petition to Deity forms an important 
+part.  The Bible is filled with exhortations regarding prayer, which 
+show the essentials of asking what we may receive.  Familiar though 
+we are with these beautiful passages, recall this one here:
+“And all things, whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye 
+shall receive.  (Matthew 21:22)”
+Nothing equivocal, nothing hidden or obtuse about that promise; a 
+clear cut statement from the lowly Son of Man who walked by Galilee; 
+a truth acceptable alike to Jew and Gentile, Mohammedan, and Parsee, 
+Buddhist and Christian, profane and Mason.
+By slow degrees, in a solemnity which no man who has experienced it 
+can ever forget. the initiate approaches the Holy of Holies - the 
+Sacred Altar of Freemasonry - there to assume obligations of such 
+importance that no man who takes them upon his heart and conscience 
+is ever quite the same thereafter.  The old testament is filled with 
+stories of the altar, of places of worship built of rude stones in 
+the open, of silver and gold in Temples, of high hopes and devout 
+hearts in tents in the wilderness.  Most tender and touching, as well 
+as most symbolic from the Masonic viewpoint, are these verses: 
+“And the Lord appeared unto Abram, and said, Unto thy seed will I 
+give this land; and there builded he an altar unto the Lord, who 
+appeared unto him.  (genesis 12:7)  And he said, Take now thy son, 
+thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of 
+Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one the 
+mountains which I will tell of.  (Genesis 22:2) And they came to the 
+place which God had told him of; and Abraham built an altar there, 
+and laid the wood in order, and bound Isaac his son, and laid him on 
+the Altar upon the wood. (Genesis 22:9)”
+If a man have not a humble and contrite heart before the Altar of 
+Freemasonry it were better for him not to kneel.  For the Altar is a 
+symbol of sacrifice.  Abraham was required to give his very heart; 
+true, it was but a test, but he knew it not.  How many times may the 
+Freemason be required to sacrifice before the Altar of Freemasonry as 
+a test only - and know it not?  Here must he offer up selfishness, 
+and learn to live for others; here he must enter into a solemn pact 
+with his brethren that they are, to him, more important than he can 
+be to himself; here he must lay pride and egotism and selfish 
+independence, and bow not only his head but his very soul before the 
+Great Architect of the Universe.  Brethren cannot know if the 
+sacrifice is real or but lip service, but he is a brave initiate 
+indeed who does not believe that One knows in what spirit and with 
+what self-abnegation he lays his sacrifice upon our Altar; even as 
+Abraham of old.
+We are told to read the book of Ruth; many if not most rituals follow 
+almost exactly these words:
+“Now this was the manner in former times in Israel concerning 
+redeeming and concerning changing, for to confirm all things; a man 
+plucked off his shoe, and gave it to his neighbor; and this was a 
+testimony in Israel.  (Ruth 4:7)”
+“Redeeming and Changing” refer to property in general and land in 
+particular; he who had given his land as security for a debt, 
+redeemed it just as we can pay off a mortgage on our house.  
+“Changing” is an old word for selling; he who sold his land “changed” 
+it to another owner.  We sign a paper, and perhaps acknowledge it 
+before a Notary Public, by swearing to it.  Our ancient Jewish 
+brother plucked off his shoe as a testimony that he sold that which 
+he had a right to sell.  It is not improbable that the custom arose 
+from the inability of a shoeless man to run away; it is analogous to 
+removing the glove before we offer our hand, as Knights of Old 
+stripped off their mailed gauntlet before shaking hands, in testimony 
+that they feared no enemy.
+It would be easily possible to extend this Bulletin for many pages, 
+and still remain in the Entered Apprentice Degree; the obligation, 
+the bringing of light, the poor, the house not made with hands, the 
+northeast corner, the lambskin - practically all the symbols of our 
+initiatory ceremony can be amplified and made clearer by an 
+intelligent reading of the Holy words.  But space forbids.
+The Fellowcraft Degree is often less appreciated than its inner 
+meaning deserves.  It is no mere stepping stone to the Master’s 
+Degree, not a ceremony designed only to stretch out the process of 
+initiation and make the neophyte wait a bit longer before he receives 
+full Masonic Light.  It holds a series of teachings of such 
+importance that no brother may truthfully declare himself a good 
+Mason who has not taken at least its essentials into his heart.
+
+We are taught of the “glorious works of creation” as indicating the 
+“perfections of our divine creator.”  What is glory?  Here is not 
+meant fame, applause, the exalted opinion held of a man by his 
+fellows; but the glory which is the sunset, the glory which is great 
+music, the glory which is inspiring poetry.  The “glorious” works of 
+creation are those which inspire man with reverence and awe, those 
+which the Great Light typifies in:
+“When I consider the heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and 
+the stars, which thou hast ordained:  What is man, that thou art 
+mindful of him?  and the son of man, that thou visitest him?  (Psalms 
+8:3-4)”
+Freemasons are taught to reverence the Sabbath day and keep it holy.  
+Save to attend divine services, or to lay away a departed brother, no 
+Lodge may meet or work on the Sabbath, for Freemasonry, not a 
+religion, is an upholder and supporter of all religions.
+“Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of 
+them.  And on the seventh day God ended his work which he had made; 
+and rested on the seventh day from all his work which he had made.  
+And God blessed the seventh day, and sanctified it; because that in 
+it he had rested from all his work which God created and made.  
+(Genesis 2: 1-2-3)  I am the Lord your God; walk in my statutes, and 
+keep my judgments, and do them; and hallow my sabbaths; and they 
+shall be a sign between me and you, that ye may know that I and the 
+Lord your God.  (Ezekiel 20:19-20)”
+	
+How many craftsmen built the Temple?  Curiously enough; many rituals 
+do not strictly follow the plain statement in the Old Testament, 
+which reads:
+“And he set three score and ten thousand of them to be bearers of 
+burdens, and four score thousand to be hewers in the mountain, and 
+three thousand and six hundred overseers to set the people awork.   
+(2 Chronicles 2:18)
+The wages for these laborers and overseers, as all who ever heard a 
+Middle Chamber Lecture know, were paid in corn, wine and oil - the 
+currency with which those of olden times bought and sold.
+“And behold, I will give to thy servants, the hewers that cut timber, 
+twenty thousand measures of beaten wheat, and twenty thousand 
+measures of barley, and twenty thousand baths of wine, and twenty 
+thousand baths of oil.  (2 Chronicles 2:10)” 
+The word “corn” is not mentioned, but our “corn” is a generic term 
+for all the grains of the Israelites, and has no reference to maize.  
+The Wages of a Fellowcraft of these modern days are paid in symbolic 
+corn, wine and oil; the refreshment of mind and soul which comes from 
+brotherhood practiced, duty well done, lessons humbly learned; wages, 
+indeed, far more valuable than their ancient prototypes of fruit of 
+the land and the vineyard waiting only for the worthy Fellowcraft to 
+stretch forth his hand to take.
+It is hardly necessary here to draw attention to those passages of 
+Scripture which are the foundation for that part of the Middle 
+Chamber Lecture which deals with the pillars in the Porch, the 
+passage of the Jordan and the war between the Ephramites and the 
+Gileadites; much of our ritual follows the words of the Old Testament 
+(Judges) almost exactly.  The fellowcraft follows his brethren of 
+olden time who “went up the with winding stairs to the middle 
+chamber, and out of the middle into the third.”  (I Kings 6:8)
+In our Middle Chamber we find a Holy of Holies indeed, for here is 
+displayed that Letter “G” which is the very essence of Freemasonry.  
+Never the Lodge or Grand Lodge which has not some such symbol; in all 
+lands and climes and Jurisdictions is some sign of the Most High in 
+the East.
+“G” is not in the Bible as a symbol, but other letters are:
+“I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, 
+which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.  (Rev. 
+1:8).
+And God said, Thus shalt thou say unto the children of Israel, I AM 
+hath sent me unto you.  (exodus 3:14)”
+Here the cryptic phrase “I AM THAT I AM” is a symbol, just as our 
+Letter “G” is a symbol; the inspired prophet who wrote the Old 
+Testament knew the value of the symbol, even as we know it.  So when 
+for the first time the Fellowcraft hears of the significance of the 
+Letter “G” in the East, he is kin to those ancient teachers and 
+spiritual rulers who wrote of God with symbols, even as we so typify 
+Him.
+Omitting many another Scripture reference to the teachings of this 
+beautiful degree we pass on to the Sublime Degree of Master Mason.  
+Some Lodges of some Jurisdictions exemplify an especially beautiful 
+lesson from the contention and confusion which existed among the 
+workmen of the Temple at the time of the tragedy.  In these Lodges 
+the Master instructs the brethren, if any have any cause of 
+difference with their fellows, to leave the Lodge room, nor return 
+until that quarrel is reconciled.  Authority for this is found in 
+several places in the Great Light - whether or not it be the practice 
+in most of our American Grand Jurisdictions matters not; to be at 
+odds with a brother of the lodge is not to live the true Masonic 
+spirit.
+Ponder these instructions:
+“Therefore if thou bring thy gift to the altar, and there rememberest 
+that thy brother hath ought against thee; leave there thy gift before 
+the altar, and go thy way; first be reconciled to thy brother, and 
+then come and offer thy gift.  (Matthew 5:23-24)  Moreover if thy 
+brother shall trespass against thee, go and tell him his fault 
+between he and thee alone; if he shall hear thee, thou hast gained 
+thy brother.  (Matthew 18:15)  And if he trespass against thee seven 
+times in a day, and seven times in a day turn again to thee, saying, 
+I repent; thou shalt forgive him  (Luke 17:4)”
+In the Master’s Degree a brother must pray for himself. 
+Happy is he who has the prayers of his fellows, standing as one among 
+a united group, all for one and one for all.  But in the life of 
+every man comes the time when the prayers of others avail not; when 
+he stands spiritually naked and alone before the Great White Throne, 
+there to offer up his petition with none to say “In too, speak for 
+him.”  So is the brother about to be raised taught to pray, alone 
+with his God.  It is good here to recall the words which promise that 
+such prayers are heard:
+“In my distress I call upon the Lord, and cried to my God; and he did 
+hear my voice out of his Temple, and my cry did enter into his ears.  
+(Samuel 22:7)  In the day of my trouble I will call upon thee; for 
+thou wilt answer me.  (Psalms 86:7)”
+All Master Masons find a peculiar significance in the expression “the 
+clefts of the rock.”  How many know the symbolic, as well as the 
+historic meaning of the phrase?  In our ceremony it is place of 
+hiding which availed not against those who had the right and 
+righteousness on their side.  In symbolism it is an emblem of the 
+uselessness of pride and self-sufficiency; no clefts of the rock - 
+nay, not caves nor valleys nor mountain tops not any hiding place 
+upon earth - exist where sin may hide either from itself or from the 
+All Seeing Eye.
+“The pride of thine heart hath deceived thee, thou that dwellest in 
+the clefts of the rock, whose habitation is high; that saith in his 
+heart, Who shall bring me down to the ground?  Though then exalt 
+thyself as the eagle and though thou set thy nest among the stars, 
+thence will I bring thee down, saith the Lord.  (Obediah  1:3-4)
+Fifty pages would not supply space for all the beautiful allusion to 
+Masonic truth and Light which a careful perusal of the Great Light 
+discovers.  But enough, perhaps, has been quoted to show that 
+Freemasonry is in the Bible in full measure, pressed down and running 
+over.  We who have so much from the Scriptures to be a part of our 
+ceremonies, have left far more than we appropriated.
+Two final quotations; even as the raising and the Substitute Word 
+form the very crux and climax of the Sublime degree; so are these the 
+head of the corner of all the many Scriptural expositions of 
+symbolism to be found in the Rule and Guide of Our Faith.
+“So shall ,y word be that goeth forth out of my mouth; it shall not 
+return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and 
+it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.  (Isaiah 55:11)
+In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the 
+Word was God. (John 1:1)”
+“SO MOTE IT BE!”
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   July, 1934   No.7
+
+MASONIC BLUE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+The inquirer who asks why the Ancient Craft Masonry is “blue” - why 
+speak of Blue Lodge, Blue Degrees, wear aprons edged with blue, 
+suspend jewel about the necks of officers with blue ribbons - is 
+faced at once with two divergent schools of thought.  One of these is 
+the practical, hard-headed, founded-on-fact school of the Masonic 
+historian and antiquary; the other is that which associates ideas 
+with objects, colors, numbers, beasts, birds, natural phenomena, 
+etc., as symbolism has been developed and followed throughout the 
+history of mankind.
+Historians both Masonic and secular agree that the square has been a 
+symbol of rectitude, honesty, fair dealing, justice the world over 
+for unknown ages.  But the symbolist who reads much into the familiar 
+square apron, with its triangular flap, is at once confronted with 
+the undoubted fact that this form of apron is modern, not ancient.
+The invention of the square as a tool must have been coincident with 
+the first appreciation of the right angle, and the advantages, in 
+solidity and ease of construction, of the use of stones and timbers 
+which were squared.  Its Symbolism, therefore goes back to “time 
+immemorial.”  Masonic aprons used by operative masons were simple 
+skins of any shape or no particular shape.  With the change from 
+operative to speculative, the apron became conventionaized, but only 
+in comparatively recent times did it assume its present rectangular 
+and triangular features.  The symbolism read into its present shape 
+will not fit, for instance, the aprons worn by George Washington, 
+which had curved flaps and rounded corners.
+Blue as the color for Ancient Craft Masonry is accounted for by two 
+schools of thought on its origin.  Both can adduce considerable 
+evidence.  One believes that the symbolism of the color, like that of 
+the square, comes to us from “time immemorial” and that the color 
+must have been adopted because of its meanings; the other 
+demonstrates that blue as a Masonic color is not as old as the Mother 
+Grand Lodge, and that it was adopted for other than symbolic reasons.
+Blue was a sacred color to the priests of Israel.  The color is 
+mentioned first in the Old Testament in Exodus XXV:3-4, in which the 
+Lord Commands Moses to speak to the children of Israel:  “And this is 
+the offering which ye shall take of them; gold, and silver, and 
+brass, and blue, and purple, and scarlet, and fine linen, and goat’s 
+hair.”
+Throughout Exodus and Numbers are many references to the color, and 
+several are to be found in Chronicles, Esther, Jeremiah and Ezekiel.  
+We read of the “fine twined linens,” “Make the ephod of Gold and 
+Blue,” “bind the breastplates with a lace of blue,” “pomegranates of 
+blue,” “an hanging for the tabernacle of blue,” “needlework of blue,” 
+“a cloth wholly of blue, etc.
+Perhaps the most interesting allusion is in Numbers XV:37-38-39-40:
+
+“And the Lord spake unto Moses, saying, Speak unto the children of 
+Israel, and bid them that they make them fringes in the borders of 
+their garments throughout their generations, and that they put upon 
+the fringe of the borders a ribband of blue; And it shall be unto you 
+for a fringe, that ye may look upon it, and remember all the 
+commandments of the Lord, and do them; and that ye seek not after 
+your own heart and your eyes, after which ye use to go a whoring; 
+That ye may remember, and do all my commandments, and be holy unto 
+your God.”
+Mackey notes that the blue of the Old Testament is a translation of 
+the Hebrew “tekelet” which is derived from a root signifying 
+“perfection.”  He develops the idea that the blue was anciently, and 
+universally sacred as follows:
+“Among the Druids, “blue” was the symbol of “truth” and the 
+candidate, in the initiation into the sacred rights of Druidism, was 
+invested with a robe composed of the colors, white, “blue” and green.
+“The Egyptians esteemed “blue” as a sacred color, and the body of 
+Amun, the principal God of their theogony, was painted light “blue,” 
+to imitate. as Wilkinson remarks, ‘His peculiarly exalted and 
+heavenly nature.’
+The ancient Babylonians clothed their idols in “blue,” as we learn 
+from the prophet Jeremiah (x, 9).  The Chinese, in their mystical 
+philosophy, represented “blue” as the symbol of the Deity, because, 
+being, as they say, composed of black and red, this color is a fit 
+representation of the obscure and brilliant, the male and the female, 
+or active and passive principles.
+“The Hindus assert that their God, Vishnu, was represented by a 
+celestial or sky “blue,” thus indicating that wisdom eminating from 
+God was to be symbolized by this color.
+“Among the medieval Christians, “blue” was sometimes considered as an 
+emblem of immortality, as red was of the Divine Love.  Portal says 
+that “blue” was the symbol of perfection, hope and constancy.  “The 
+color of the celebrated dome, ‘azure,’ was in Divine language the 
+symbol of eternal truth; in consecrated language, of immortality; and 
+in profane for which Masons strive.”
+Our ancient brethren met on hills and in vales, over which the blue 
+vault of heaven is a ceiling; Jacob in his wisdom saw the ladder 
+ascending from earth to heaven; the covering of a Lodge is the 
+clouded canopy or starry decked heaven.  These allusions seem to 
+connote that blue, the color of the sky, is that of all celestial 
+attributes for which Masons strive.
+Man’s earliest forms of worship were of the sun and fire.  The sun 
+rose, traveled and set in a realm of blue; to associate the color 
+with Deity was inevitable.  Blue also is the color of the ocean, of 
+mountain streams, of lakes, of good drinking water - that blue should 
+also become emblematical of purity is equally natural.
+In heraldry, blue or azure signifies chasity, loyalty and fidelity.  
+In painting, the color is frequently used in an emblematical manner, 
+as in depicting an angel’s robe and the robe of the Virgin Mary, to 
+signify humility, fidelity and especially faith.  It is the color of 
+hope.  It has been held to signify eternity and immortality; pale 
+blue is especially associated with peace.  Of forty-seven nations, 
+twenty-seven have blue in their flags; all, doubtless with the same 
+thought that Brother Wilbur D. Nesbit so beautifully expressed:
+Your Flag and my Flag
+And how it flies today
+In your land and my land
+And half a world away!
+Rose-Red and Blood-Red
+The stripes forever gleam;
+Snow-white and Soul-white
+The good forefathers’ dream;
+“Sky-blue and true-blue
+With stars to gleam aright -
+The glorious guidon of the day
+A shelter through the night.
+There seem to be many grounds on which he can firmly stand who 
+believes that Freemasonry adopted blue as the color of the three 
+degrees with its ancient symbolism in mind.  Yet it is to be 
+remembered that Freemasonry as we know it was not formed overnight, 
+by any one group of men, each of whom contributed some idea to its 
+ritual, ceremonies, ancient usages and customs.  No committee sat 
+about a table to decide the question “what color shall we adopt by 
+which the Ancient Craft shall forever more be distinguished?”
+It is possible, of course, that the ancient operative masons, from 
+whose guilds and organizations modern Freemasonry came as a result of 
+slow evolution, may have had an especial reverence for the color 
+blue.  As has been noted, blue has been associated from early times 
+in ecclesiastical history with the Virgin Mary.  The earliest 
+document of Freemasonry, the Regius Poem (1390) has two lines:
+“Pray we now to God almyght And to hys moder, Mary brytht.”
+Which certainly connotes a reverence of these ancient Freemasons for 
+Mary the Mother, and may easily be considered ground for thinking 
+that the early builders also revered her special color.
+However that may be, it is obvious that the absence of any evidence 
+is not negative evidence; it is commonplace of human experience that 
+in the face of any positive evidence for an idea, in the absence of 
+any evidence against it, the fact should be admitted.
+All of which brings us to what we know of the earliest use of blue as 
+a Masonic color, regardless of how much we may wish that our 
+forefathers had adopted blue for the symbolism we are now content to 
+read into the hue of heaven.
+Two extracts from the minutes of the Grand Lodge of England (1717) 
+are explicit upon the matter of color:
+“Resolved, nem. con, that in private Lodges and Quarterly 
+Communications and General Meetings, the Masters and Wardens do wear 
+Jewells of Masonry hanging to a White Ribbon (vizt.)  That the Master 
+wear the square, the Senr. Warden the Levell, the Junr. Warden the 
+Plumb-Rule.”
+G.L. MINUTES, 24th JUNE, 1727.
+
+“Dr. Desagulier taking notice of some irregularities in wearing the 
+marks of Distinction which have been allowed by former Grand Lodges.
+“Proposed, that none but the Grand Master, his Deputy and Wardens 
+shall wear their Jewels in Gold or Gilt pendant to blue ribbons about 
+their necks and white leather Aprons lined with blue silk.
+“That all those who have served any of the three Grand Offices shall 
+wear the like Aprons lined with Blue Silk in all Lodges and 
+assemblies of Masons when they appear clothed.
+“That all Masters and Wardens of Lodges may wear their Aproms lined 
+with White Silk and their respective Jewels with plain white Ribbons 
+but of no other color whatsoever.
+“The Deputy Grand Master accordingly put the question whether the 
+above regulation should be agreed to.
+“And it was carried in the affirmative.  Nemine Con.”
+G.L. Minutes, 17th March, 1731.
+But why did the Grand Lodge adopt, or permit, “blue” in 1731, when 
+“white” was specified just four years previously?
+Passing over the common but wholly coincidental “reason” - that many 
+taverns where Masons met were distinguished by blue signs, such as 
+the Blue Boar - the sanest theory seems to be that proposed by the 
+noted Masonic scholar Fred J.W. Crowe.  He wrote (1909-10 “Lodge of 
+Research Transactions).
+“The color of the Grand Lodge Officers clothing was adopted from the 
+ribbon of the Most Noble Order of the Garter.  The Grand Stewards 
+from the second National Order - the Most Honourable Order of the 
+Bath.  The Scottish Grand Lodge undoubtedly copied the ribbon of the 
+Most Ancient and Most Noble Order of the Thistle, and the Grand Lodge 
+of Ireland anticipated the formation of the Most Illustrious Order of 
+St. Patrick in 1788 by selecting light Blue - thus accidentally 
+completing the series, although I would suggest that light Blue may 
+in all probability have been chosen merely to mark a difference from 
+the English Grand Lodge.  In like manner I believe the light blue of 
+our own private Lodge clothing was, by a natural sequence of ideas, 
+adopted to contrast with the deeper colour of Grand Lodge attire, and 
+not very long after the last-named became the rule.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN -Vol.XII   August, 1934   No.8
+
+GIFTS OF THE MAGI
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“. . . and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto 
+him gifts; gold, and frankincense, and myrrh.”  (Matthew 21:11)
+“A young man asks, ‘What will I receive from Freemasonry if I become 
+a member?  My father was a Mason, and I’d like to be, but I want to 
+know what the Order has to offer me.’”
+Freemasonry “offer” nothing.  The petitioner requests; the Lodge may, 
+or may not, give.  But the question is entirely legitimate; any young 
+man sufficiently thoughtful to want to know something of the Craft 
+which he expresses a desire to join, is good material for a Lodge, 
+and should receive a satisfying answer.
+The first gift of Freemasonry is that of standing in the community.  
+To pass the investigation of a competent committee, and the secret 
+and unanimous ballot of a Lodge, is to be stamped with the earmark of 
+a good character.  Freemasons have an enviable reputation.  To become 
+one is to share in that reputation, since acceptance as a Freemason 
+marks recognition of character by men well thought of in the 
+community.  Cicero said:  “To disregard what the world thinks of us 
+is not only arrogant, but utterly shameless.”  If his Freemasonry 
+makes the world think better of a man, it is worth all it may cost in 
+time and effort.	
+The young man who becomes a Freemason has the privilege of giving 
+charity and relief to those less fortunate, in a way which is 
+beautiful, because it is secret and unselfish.  Addison wrote:  
+“Charity is a virtue of the heart and not of the hands.”  As all know 
+who are concerned in Masonic charity, it is truly of the giving 
+spirit.
+The young Mason has also the privilege of receiving charity and 
+relief for himself, should he need it.  It is to be emphasized that 
+Freemasonry is not primarily a charity and relief organization.  
+These are incidental to her practice and ac result of her teachings.  
+No Freemason has a right to either, but he has certainty of receiving 
+both, should he, or those dear to him, be in need.
+This gift of the Craft makes a greater appeal to men as they grow 
+older.  To the young man just facing the world, with the future 
+stretching hopefully before him, the possibility of needing the 
+comfort of a hand on his shoulder, a check for a ton of coal, a 
+helping hand for a penniless widow, seem remote.  But he receives the 
+precious privilege of giving to those who have traveled further on 
+life’s pathway.	
+Gifts of Freemasonry are the opportunities she provides for service 
+other than charity; service in friendships, service to the ill, 
+service to brethren in trouble, service to the Lodge.  Nor care that 
+the service to be rendered may not be great.  Wordsworth sang: “Small 
+service is true service while it lasts The daisy, by the shadow that 
+it casts, Protects the lingering dewdrop from the sun.”
+As all know who have lived, service to others generates the greatest 
+happiness.  He who lives for himself alone, lives miserably.  He who 
+lives somewhat for others finds that peace which passeth 
+understanding.
+The Ancient Craft gives her sons a liberal education in the difficult 
+art of character building.  World activities are founded upon 
+ramifications of character.  We travel in a railroad train at 
+dizzying speeds, secure in the belief that the engine is controlled 
+by a man of “character;” sober, reliable, industrious, careful, 
+cautious and able.  We never see him; we do not know him personally; 
+but we believe that he could not be where he is, had he not 
+demonstrated character.  Business is done on credit, which is only 
+faith in a man’s word.  We accept as money a piece of paper with a 
+name on it, certain that the character of the maker of the check and 
+the officials of the bank, will secure to us the money for which the 
+checks calls for.  We have faith in the character of the doctor, our 
+lawyer and the judge in the court.  Character is the foundation of 
+our civilization.  Freemasonry offer such opportunities for the 
+development and the increase of the stature of character as can be 
+found nowhere else in like amount.
+“Many men build as cathedrals were built, the part nearest the ground 
+finished first; but that part which soars towards heaven, the turrets 
+and spires, forever incomplete.” Beecher’s simile need not apply to 
+Freemasonry; he who does not finish his turret and his spire of 
+character in the Fraternity fails because he will not, not because he 
+cannot.
+To the Freemason the Lodge offers the gift of intelligent patriotism.  
+Not the “one hundred per cent American, America first and the devil 
+take the hindmost” patriotism of the demagogue, but the real 
+patriotism of genuine love of country, which comes to those who 
+genuinely try to make their country lovable.  The history of 
+Freemasonry in this nation is inextricably intermingled with the 
+stirring events and the deathless deeds of literally hundreds of 
+Masonic patriots without whose devotion the United States might not 
+have been a nation.  Paul Revere, Warren, Washington, Marshall, 
+Jefferson, Lafayette and Franklin - pages might be filled with 
+immortal names of great men in our history who have known and loved 
+and used the Ancient Craft for the betterment of the nation.
+“For how can man die better
+Than facing fearful odds
+For the ashes of his fathers
+And the Temples of his Gods?”
+It is this patriotism which Freemasonry teaches; we may not keep the 
+bridge with old Horatius, but in the Lodge we can and do learn to 
+reverence the “ashes of our fathers” and the Temples of our liberties 
+and our traditions.
+Freemasonry gives to her sons the gentle gift of fellowship.  Our 
+fiends are those we know well, who love us, perhaps, as much because 
+of our faults as in spite of them.  Those with whom we fellowship we 
+may see only once, and yet, because of our common bond, we know them 
+as men who might become friends, did opportunity offer; it is to be 
+hoped that they fell thus of us.  The spirit of fellowship in a Lodge 
+cannot elsewhere be found.  We come to the tiled door a stranger; 
+when passed within we are not among strangers, but brethren.  William 
+Morris phrased it thus:  
+“Forsooth, brethren, fellowship is heaven and lack of fellowship is 
+hell; fellowship is life and lack of fellow-ship is death; and the 
+deeds that ye do upon earth, it is for fellowship’s sake that ye do 
+them.”
+Freemasonry stops not with fellowship.  She gives the gracious gift 
+of the most favorable opportunity to make friends which can come to 
+any man.
+“If a man does not make new acquaintances as he advances through life 
+he will soon find himself left alone.  A man, Sir, should keep his 
+friendships in constant repair.”
+Samuel Johnson’s philosophy might have been written of his who finds 
+the Lodge the cradle of new friendships.  The initiate is vouched for 
+to his fellows.  This is a “man,” so the committee has said.  He is 
+worthy.  He is well qualified.  His reputation suffers not under the 
+tongues of his friends.  He is honest, upright, of good character.  
+What the committee has said of him to the Lodge which accepts him, 
+other committees and the Lodge have said of every member the newly-
+made brother will greet.  Surely no happier beginning to friendships 
+could be imagined.  The young Master Mason who cannot find in his 
+Lodge the men who will later become the friends of his heart - surely 
+is he fortunate in his choice of a Lodge!
+The Lodge gives the gentle gift of innocent recreation to her sons.  
+The initiate will find here a conception of “good time” quite 
+different from that of the world without.  The “good time” of a Lodge 
+smoker, banquet, informal picnic, entertainment, ladies’ night, 
+concert, Masonic talk or what-have-you; has a charm all its own quite 
+distinct from similar functions arranged by other bodies.  “Pleasure 
+the servant. Virtue looking on,” wrote rare Ben Johnson, almost as if 
+he had learned the phrase in the pleasures of refreshment in Lodge.
+The “camaraderie” of the social hour of the Lodge cannot be equaled 
+elsewhere.  Within these portals where men upon the level and part 
+upon the square, the “good time” is not confused by questions of “who 
+is he?” or “what does he do?”  Men enjoy Lodge functions not only 
+because of the “innocent mirth” which the Old Charges enjoin, but 
+because of the freedom and happiness; one must accept all others in 
+the Lodge at face value.
+A great gift of the Fraternity is that of home in a strange place.  
+That “The Mason is never homesick” is a truism.  In practically any 
+town in the land - aye, in thou-sands of towns the world over - are 
+Freemasons and Freemason’s Lodges.  Come to any Lodge a stranger and 
+knock on the door.  If the knocker can prove that he is a member a 
+royal welcome awaits, warming to the heart, easing the pain of 
+loneliness, comforting to him who is far from those he loves and 
+knows.  One thinks naturally of Byron’s:
+“Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, And will 
+look brighter when we come.”
+and Shakespeare’s:
+“His worth is warrant for his welcome.” Nor is this “home for the 
+homeless” all sentiment.  
+Many a Mason has been stranded in a strange place - and been speeded 
+to his destination by brotherly hands.  Many a man in a town he does 
+not know has entered it a stranger and departed with new friends upon 
+his list.  The Mystic Tie is a “real” tie, too strong for breaking, 
+be the strain put upon it never so great.
+A gift of the Fraternity which it is good to take from the box of 
+memory and muse upon is that of kinship with the old.  To do as all 
+good brothers and fellows have done who have passed this tiled door 
+before is inspiring to all but the most practical minded.  To kneel 
+where George Washington knelt; to take the obligation which was 
+sacred to Benjamin Franklin; to sit, in fancy, with the first Grand 
+Master in London; to be initiated with Elias Ashmole; to look over 
+the shoulder of the unknown priest whose careful penmanship lives to 
+this day on our Regius poem; to gather with Athelstan and the great 
+Assembly in York a thousand years ago - to go back, back, and still 
+further back, through the Roman Collegia, Ancient Mystery, into Egypt 
+and perhaps the very birth of the legend of Isis and Osiris - be 
+spiritually one of a long line of brethren who have knelt at this 
+Altar, taken these vows, lived this life and loved these teachings - 
+that is a gift all Freemasons may have for the taking, and which none 
+take but value.
+“O, there are Voices in the Past
+Links of a broken chain;
+Wings that can bear me back to times
+Which cannot come again;
+May God forbid that I should lose
+The echoes that remain.” (Proctor)
+A companion gift is the kinship with the present day.  
+More than three million men in this nation are now living who have 
+taken the Masonic obligations, and who hail the new brother, as he 
+may hail them, with that dearest of titles given by man to men - 
+“Brother!”  These three million - more than four millions in the 
+world - will look upon the work you may do in the Lodge as important.  
+Anciently it was written “Laborare est orare” - to labor is to pray.  
+He who accepts the responsibilities of Masonic membership will learn 
+to pray by unselfish labor; labor on committees, labor on fellowcraft 
+teams, perhaps labor in conferring degrees.  Labors of love, all, but 
+all bringing their own reward.  Not the least of her gifts is this 
+opportunity the Ancient Craft puts before her sons, that they may 
+work for the common good.
+One of Freemasonry’s most precious gifts to those who seek her light 
+is her emphasis on religion.  Freemasonry is not a religion - 
+Freemasonry is “religion,” which, without the qualifying article, is 
+quite a different matter.  A Religion is a method or mode of worship 
+of God as conceived in that system.  “Religion”, with no qualifying 
+article, is knowledge of, obedience to, dependence on and utter 
+belief in Deity.  The Freemason mat worship any God he pleases, and 
+name as he will; God, Jehovah, Allah, Buddha, Christ, Primordial Urge 
+or Great First Cause.  Freemasonry’s term for Deity is “The Great 
+Architect of the Universe,” but she cares no whit what her sons may 
+call Him in their prayers.
+For a thousand reasons men may wish to “become” Freemasons, but the 
+great reason why men “remain” Freemasons, devoted to the principles 
+and teachings of the Order. is vitally concerned with this non-
+doctrinal, non-sectarian, non-dogmatic teaching of religious truths 
+which neither conflict not interfere with the tenets and practices of 
+any religion; nay, which buttress and uphold the teachings of the 
+Church.
+All men at heart are religious and desire kinship and communication 
+with a Supreme Power.  Many men do not phrase this need to 
+themselves; many never think of it.  Yet it is within all, as truly 
+as hunger and thirst for material food and drink are present.  
+Freemasonry satisfies this hunger in men who cannot, or do not, 
+appease it in church; Freemasonry adds to the hunger, and therefore 
+to the satisfaction, of men who “do” find in the church the 
+gratification of a spiritual need the stronger that they may not put 
+it into words.
+In a Lodge emphasis is everywhere upon an Unseen Presence.  Lodges 
+are erected to God.  Freemasons open and close Lodges with Prayer.  A 
+candidate receives the benefit of Lodge prayer and later must pray 
+for himself.  The number three is everywhere in Lodge - three 
+degrees, three stations, three principal officers, three Great 
+Lights, three Lesser Lights, three steps on the Master’s Carpet, 
+three pillars . . . and three is the numerical equivalent of the 
+triangle, most ancient symbol of Deity.  The initiate may learn of 
+this as he will; he cannot escape the implications of the Letter “G” 
+whether he will or no.  As millions have learned before him, he will 
+come to the conviction that there is a “Winding Stair,” which “does” 
+lead to a “real’ Middle Chamber the Letter in the East stands for a 
+“reality,” to know and understand which is the end and aim of life.
+The young man petitions a Lodge, is passed by the committee, receives 
+a favorable ballot of his fellows, and lives thereafter with the 
+proud privilege of wearing a Masonic apron and saying to those who 
+ask, “I am a Master Mason.”  For a little space he walks forward up 
+the hill; then he turns his steps downward on the sunny side, facing 
+the western sun.  At long last the shadows fall and he steps into the 
+sunlight beyond the horizon.
+Then he has that precious heritage which is for all Masons, and only 
+for Master Masons - to be laid to rest with the tears of his 
+brethren, the white apron of initiation the only decoration on his 
+bier, the solemn words of the comforting Masonic service in the ears 
+of his relatives and friends, and, at the end, peace under the Sprig 
+of Acacia of immortal hope.  Surely this is not least among the gifts 
+which the gentle Craft has for those who love her and whom she loves.
+The greatest gift?  It is, of course, a matter of opinion.  To some 
+it will be one, to others another of those here so slightly sketched.  
+Sadly sang the great Persian poet:
+“There was a Door to which I found no key
+There was a Veil through which I might not see;
+Some little talk awhile of Me and Thee
+There was - and then no more of Me and Thee.”
+To many, her greatest gift is  this; Freemasonry gives to her sons a 
+Key.  Many never fit it to the door.  Others turn the Key, but never 
+push the portal wide.  Some there are who swing the gate on its 
+hinges to enter the “foreign countries” of Freemasonry, there to 
+wander and to ponder, to study, and to learn, to delve and to dig 
+into the foundations, the symbolism, the history, the inner meaning 
+of the old, old society.  For these are the gifts transcending gold 
+and frankincense and myrrh; gifts of spiritual satisfaction, of 
+knowledge gained, of understanding won. 
+For many pleasures of this life man has invented names,; the glory of 
+music, the loveliness of painting, the beauty of sculpture, the 
+satisfactions of the body, the happiness of unselfishness.  For 
+others, more ethereal, no words have yet been coined.  But the Key 
+leads to the door, beyond which stretches the path to knowledge of 
+those unknown, unnamed joys which only the possessors understand.
+In Freemasonry, as in the Great Light, it is said:
+“Ask and ye shall receive; Seek and ye shall find; 
+Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.”
+He who asks, seeks and knocks, in Freemasonry will receive gifts as 
+beautiful as they are indescribable, as desirable as they are 
+imponderable.  And here the word of those older and wiser in the 
+Craft, since it is not given to any man to catalog in words that 
+which no words may limn.
+Say to the you man who asks you what he will find in Freemasonry; 
+“You will receive what you expect and all you expect.”  Say to him: 
+“If you expect little and give much, you will receive far more than 
+tongue may tell.”  Finally, sat unto him: “Ask of Freemasonry what 
+you will - and it shall be given to you, even the gifts of the Magi.  
+But ask of her nothing, unless you come with a heart open first to 
+give.”
+“FOR THAT, AND THAT ONLY, IS BROTHERHOOD!”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   September, 1934   No.9
+
+THE MASTER’S HAT
+
+by: Unknown
+
+“Why does the Master wear a hat?”
+
+How many times do newly raised brethren ask the question, and how few 
+of the brethren interrogated can give a satisfactory answer!  Usually 
+the reply is: “Oh, that an old symbol,” or: “That’s one of the 
+Landmarks.:  But, as a matter of fact, wearing a hat in Lodge is 
+symbolic only as all custom with regard to headgear are symbolic, and 
+certainly no custom which has suffered so many changes and reversals 
+as this, can, by any stretch of a point, be considered a Landmark.
+Ceremonies connected with clothing are very ancient, dating at least 
+from the era in which the first captives in tribal wars were stripped 
+of all their clothing, partly that their captors might possess it, 
+partly as a symbol of the complete subjugation of the slave state.  
+Among some peoples today, stripping part of the clothing is still a 
+sign of respect; the Tahitians uncover to the waist as a sign of 
+reverence to a king; Asiatics bare the feet; Japanese take off a 
+slipper for ceremonious salute.  Worshippers in ancient Greece and 
+Rome remove their sandals in a house of worship, as do East Indians 
+today.
+During the days of chivalry, knights often wore full armor in public, 
+and usually when going upon private journeys.  To open a visor was a 
+form of greeting which said in effect: “I do not expect a sword 
+thrust in the mouth from you,:  A knight removed his helmet before a 
+friend as a token that he feared no blow, and always in the presence 
+of a King, as a symbol that his life was the King’s.
+Moderns remove the hat as a sign of respect in greeting a friend, 
+always when speaking to or meeting a lady, a survival of the ancient 
+custom of uncovering as a symbol of trust, or subjectivity to a 
+higher authority.
+That monarchs wear crowns - or hats - as a right when all others are 
+uncovered, has been sung by poets of all ages.  In Scott’s “Lady of 
+the Lake,” Ellen Douglas is taken to see the King, little suspecting 
+who he is:
+“On many a splendid garb she gazed - 
+Then turned bewildered and amazed
+For all stood bare, and in the room
+Fitz-James alone wore a cap and plume,
+To him each lady’s look was lent
+On him each courtier’s eye was bent;
+Midst furs and silks and jewels sheen
+He stood, in simple Lincoln green,
+The center of the glittering ring
+And Snowden’s knight is Scotland’s King!”
+The King never uncovered.  He wore his crown where he would. even in 
+the House of God.  All had to uncover before the King, as all had to 
+retreat from his presence by moving backward - a custom which obtains 
+even today in ceremonial audiences in England - that none might “turn 
+his back on the sovereign.”  The very bowing of the head in the 
+presence of authority confessed either fearlessness of an unseen 
+blow, or his willingness to receive it from his liege Lord.
+Not always does the removal of the hat indicate respect.  Orthodox 
+Jews remain covered in their synagogues; early Quakers wore hats in 
+their houses of worship; women do not remove their hats in some 
+churches.  Romans prayed with covered heads; indeed, Romans forbade 
+the head covering to a slave, a wooden cap (pileus) being only for 
+citizens.  After a Roman owner liberated a slave, the manumitted man 
+often went to the Temple of Feronia, on Mt. Suracte, if indeed, he 
+did not receive his freedom in her Temple.  Feronia, the goddess of 
+fruits, nurseries and groves, was especially honored as the patroness 
+of enfranchised slaves, and in her Temple the manumitted received a 
+cap.
+Dr. George C. Williamson (Curious Survivals) says of the House of 
+Commons in London:  “A member has to wear his hat when he is to 
+address the House and there is often confusion when the member is 
+unable to find his hat at the moment, and put it on, before he 
+addresses the speaker, but, were he to rise without his hat, he would 
+be greeted immediately with cries of ‘Order, Order!’”
+Just when or where originated the custom of a Master wearing a hat as 
+a sign of authority is an unsolved question.  It is easy enough to 
+“guess” that it began from operative Masons of the Middle Ages aping 
+the customs of the Court, and requiring all Fellows of the Craft to 
+uncover before the Master Mason.  But guessing is not proving.
+	
+Oliver is quoted as saying:  “Among the Romans the hat was a sign of 
+freedom.  Formerly Masons wore them as a symbol of freedom and 
+brotherly equality.  In English and American Lodges it is now 
+exclusively an attribute of the Master’s costume.”
+Oliver as a historian is open to question; certainly hats are not 
+generally worn by Masters in England now.  But this quotation 
+indicates that English Masters formerly did, which is born out by 
+some notable exceptions of today; 
+Bristol, for instance and Lodge Newstead, 47, in the Province of 
+Nottingham, where the Master wears a silk hat at Lodge ceremonies.  
+In the Royal Sussex Lodge of Hospitality (Bristol) the Master carries 
+(not wears) wa cocked hat into the Lodge room.  In Lodge Moria the 
+transfer of the hat from outgoing to incoming Master has for many 
+years been a part of Installation.
+There are extant some rituals of French Masonry of 1787, apparently 
+authentic, which seem to give a true picture of the ritual and 
+practices of French Brethren of the time.  Masonic students are 
+agreed that while doubtless French Masons did dramatize some of the 
+English ritual and made certain changes in the Old English ceremonies 
+which better fitted the Latin temperament, on the whole these rituals 
+contain much that was originally English Masonic practice.
+In the old French Ritual of 1787, in the third degree, each Master is 
+required to wear a hat.  The word “Master” here has the double 
+significance; Master of the Lodge and Master Mason.  This has led to 
+some confusion in translating the real meaning of the rituals.  But 
+in this particular instance the context is made clear by some old 
+prints, showing French brethren in a Lodge in which all present wear 
+hats “except the candidate.”
+Writing in 1896, Wor. Brother Gotthelf Greiner states, of German 
+Masons;” . . .it is the invariable custom for brethren in Lodge to 
+wear silk hats (which are raised during prayer and when the name of 
+the G.A.O.T.U. is invoked).  In that country, it (the wearing of the 
+hat) is not a distinction confined to those of any particular 
+standing.  
+It is to be noted that the Ahiman Rezon of Pennsylvania specifies 
+that at Masonic funerals all the brethren should wear black hats,
+Contrast these instances of all brethren wearing hats (except the 
+candidate) with one of the articles of the statutes of the Chapter of 
+Clermont (1755) which reads: 
+“Only the Master of a Lodge and the Scots Masters are permitted to 
+remain covered.”
+Confirming this, an old eighteenth century catch question (which 
+survives in some of our Lodges to this day) is:
+	Q.	“Where does the Master hang his hat?”
+	A.	“On nature’s peg.”
+
+Some fanciful theories have been advanced to account for the Master’s 
+hat.  Among these may be mentioned this curious idea; because of a 
+supposed unpopularity of the Mason’s Craft in the middle ages, the 
+brethren on a cathedral building project were occasionally permitted 
+to hold their meetings in the cathedral they built, or, if it was not 
+sufficiently advanced, in a nearby monastery.  The monks, being 
+learned men, were often made Masters of the various builders’ Lodges, 
+and continued to wear their mitres, as was their custom.  From this 
+is supposed to have arisen the custom of a Master wearing a hat!
+Fort, in his “Antiquities of Freemasonry,” writes:
+“During the Middle ages, when a traveling Fellow approached a Lodge 
+of Masons in prescribed form, he first exclaimed: ‘May God Bless, 
+direct and prosper you, Master, Pallier (Wardens), and dear fellows!’  
+Whereupon the Master, or in his absence the Pallier, was instructed 
+by the ordinance of Torgau, to thank him in reply, in order that the 
+visiting brother might see who was custodian of the Lodge.  And 
+having obtained suitable assistance, the wandering craftsman removed 
+his hat, and thanked the brethren with an established formula.  From 
+the proceeding ceremony, it is evident that neither the Master not 
+the Wardens of a mediaeval German Lodge were distinguishable by 
+distinctive tokens while at mechanical labor; otherwise, no 
+regulation was essential or obligatory upon the officers to make 
+proper response to a visitor for the purpose of deter-mining the 
+Master.
+“Curiously enough, the implication is direct and clear that the 
+Masons of ancient times, when regularly convened for work, and during 
+the formal reception of a traveler, pursued their daily avocation and 
+attended the usual Masonic demands, within closed portals, with 
+covered heads.  At the present day the custom has materially changed, 
+and, with one exception, the members of a Lodge at labor noticeably 
+divest themselves of their hats.  This is unquestionably a 
+transformation of recent origin, and with it the instruction usually 
+incident to the distinction has been adopted to the innovation.
+“When the initiatory rites in a mediaeval Lodge were performed, the 
+Master was not thus prominently contrasted with his brethren.  I 
+speak with especial emphasis upon this point, because the esoteric 
+and sublime signification involved in the Master’s hat has been 
+recklessly perverted and destroyed.  
+It was typical, during the Middle Ages, of superiority, and was so 
+interpreted in the ceremonies of initiation by the Masons of France 
+at the termination of the eighteenth century, all of whom sat in open 
+Lodge with covered heads.  (At the conclusion of the rites in French 
+Lodges, the Master handed the candidate his hat, and said: ‘For the 
+future, you shall be covered in a Master’s Lodge.’  
+This very ancient usage is a sign of liberty and superiority.)  Among 
+the Germans, this article was used as a symbol of transfer of 
+chattels, and landed property.  The judge held a hat in his hands; 
+the purchaser must receive it from him, and with it the title passed.  
+Frequently the ceremony perfecting a sale was performed by the 
+contract parties thrusting their hands into a hat, and upon 
+withdrawing them the estate changed owners.
+
+“Gothic justices wore a cap or suitable headdress when presiding over 
+court, as emblematic of authority, and manifestly the people wore 
+their hats while attending the tribunal as symbols of personal 
+liberty.  (In an engraving, dating from the 15th century, given in 
+Lacroxi, op. cit. p. 379, all persons attendant upon court are 
+presented with heads covered).  And with this typical allusion 
+generally acquiescence originally harmonized; but the distinctive and 
+exceptional feature of a Master’s head-dress contains the secret 
+symbolism of authority at the present day, while mediaeval Masons 
+worked with covered heads as a sign of freedom.  Both customs, 
+descended from a remote teutonic antiquity, have long since 
+dissipated their vital forces, while the ordinary interpretation 
+possesses less significance than a dilapidated mile-post!”
+By all of which it may be seen that we really know very little, and 
+must guess a great deal as to the origin of the custom.  But in the 
+light of history and the etiquette of various ages, the most probable 
+theory seems to be that a Master wears a hat today in imitation of 
+the rulers of olden times who wore hat or crown while those who them 
+allegiance were uncovered.
+Turning from history to practice, a question often asked is: “When 
+should the Worshipful Master remove his hat?”  The answer must come 
+from taste rather than law.  Some Masters are veritable “hat 
+snatchers,” pulling off their headgear whenever they speak from the 
+East.  There seems little more reason for a Master to divest himself 
+of his badge of office when addressing a brother, than to remove his 
+apron or jewel.  the Master’s hat is not used as a head covering 
+designed for warmth and protection from the weather, but as a badge 
+of authority.  Good taste would dictate its lifting when the Master 
+speaks of or to Deity, of death, during the reading of passages of 
+Scripture, and in the presence of the Grand Master.  In other words, 
+the Master’s hat is doffed in the presence of superior authority. 
+What kind of a hat should a Master wear?  Here also is neither law 
+nor rule except for those of good taste.  Fashion and custom rule all 
+our clothing, including our hats.  The gentleman in dark cutaway 
+coat, gray stripped trousers, a black and white tie, gray gloves and 
+spats, who appeared at the White House wearing a golf cap, might 
+easily be mistaken for a lunatic; he who tried to step to bat on the 
+diamond with a derby would certainly receive Bronx cheers if not pop 
+bottles!
+Lodges in which the officers appear in evening clothes, either 
+“swallow tails” or dinner coats, naturally expect Masters to use 
+black silk hats.  Lodges where less formality is practiced frequently 
+see Masters in silk hats, but the results are sometimes anomalous.  
+The spectacle of a brother in white trousers, black and white shoes 
+and a silk hat, is incongruous, at the least.  At a Lodge meeting in 
+hot weather in informal clothes the Master is better dressed with a 
+straw hat than the more formal silk.  Lodges in which officers wear 
+ordinary business clothes should look with approbation on the felt or 
+derby.
+The Grand Master in Massachusetts wears a three cornered cockade hat 
+at the solemn ceremonies of St. John’s Day in winter, survival of the 
+custom begun in the days when Paul Revere was Grand Master in that 
+Jurisdiction, inclusive of a large, heavily gold-encrusted apron, 
+collar, gauntlets and jewels, removes any feeling of incongruity from 
+the appearance of this old custom; the Massachusetts Grand Master 
+does not wear his cockade when visiting other Grand Lodges.
+That the Grand Master “should” wear his hat, and not let the old 
+custom go by default, merely for personal convenience, goes without 
+saying.  But it has been said!
+On closing the one hundred fiftieth Communication of the Grand Lodge 
+of New York, Grand Master Charles S. Johnson (now Grand Secretary) 
+said:
+“I want to call your attention to the fact that I have been wearing a 
+hat during this communication.  I have done it on purpose - not 
+because I have any desire to wear a hat like this, but I want you men 
+in the Lodge to see that the ancient custom of a Master wearing a hat 
+shall not be dispensed with.  I have found as I have gone around the 
+State, again and again, that in many Lodges there is no attempt on 
+the part of the Master to fulfill this ancient tradition of our 
+Fraternity.  It is a very interesting tradition in our organization, 
+and I think it is one that we ought not to lose; and, therefore, I 
+have set you the example, and I ask you in your respective Lodges 
+throughout the State and the City of New York, to see that this old 
+tradition, which has been so honoured in the past, shall continue 
+even in these modern days.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   October, 1934   No.10
+
+MASONRY AND RELIGION
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Every brother must decide for himself whether freemasonry has, or has 
+not, is or is not, a religion.
+Without argument pro or con a few thoughts are here set forth by 
+which such decision may be illuminated; doubtless he who decides in 
+the negative will herein find support for his position, and perhaps 
+he who finds joy in the belief that Freemasonry is more than a 
+Fraternity, and that the ancient Craft is not alone of this, but of 
+two worlds, may be comforted.
+To discuss any subject intelligently it is necessary that those who 
+speak and those who listen have a common understanding of the terms 
+used.  It will hardly be necessary here to define Freemasonry 
+although many have phrased many definitions.  But it does seem 
+essential that the reader and the writer have one mind as to what is 
+meant by religion.
+The terms has many meanings in many minds.  For instance: “What is 
+the religion of the Unite States?”  is a question intelligently 
+answered by: “On the whole, Protes-tant,” by those who think of 
+religion as made up of modes of worship which may be Episcopalian or 
+Catholic, Jewish or Mohammedan, Baptist or Buddhist.  But change the 
+tense and ask: “What are the “Religions” of the United States,” and 
+the only complete answer will be a catalog of all the faiths followed 
+in this country.
+There is, then, a difference between “the religion” and “the 
+religions.”  Carried a step further, there is a great distinction 
+between “a religion” and “religion.”  Any qualifying article seems to 
+connote a special variety of theology; it is only when we forget that 
+“a” and “the” that we come to that experience of the heart which is 
+essential religion.
+Some deny that in Freemasonry is “anything” religious, let alone 
+religion.  “Freemasonry as we know it was born in a tavern in London; 
+how can it be religious?”  has been asked by those who forget that 
+lilies bloom on a dung hill and that the carpenter who walked by 
+Galilee was born in a stable.  But to those to whom Freemasonry is 
+but a social order these words are not addressed; he who can avow a 
+belief in God, kneel at his Altar, take vows in His name, receive the 
+teachings of the Lodge and deny “any” kinship with worship of the 
+Great Architect is not within the reach of words here to be printed.
+Religion is most emphatically not theology; more’s the pity, the two 
+are all too frequently confused.  Religion is consciousness of, 
+kinship with, worship for a Supreme Being; theology is the means, the 
+method, the science of such worship.  Theology is the manual of 
+astronomy, but it is the stars in the sky towards which we reach; 
+theology is the craft of mixing colors, but man thrills to the sunset 
+without knowing even the names of its hues.
+Nor is it necessary here to say that Freemasonry inculcates no 
+theology.  Every Freemason must affirm the existence of Deity; he is 
+an unhappy Freemason indeed for whom a life to come is not a fact, 
+but nowhere about the Altar of the Great Architect in a Lodge, in no 
+words of any Masonic ritual, is there a symbol or phrase setting 
+forth by what ways or means a brother is to claim kinship with the 
+Unseen Presence.
+Millions of reverent men never even heard of the term “theology,” 
+still less know its meaning.  But there lives no man who does not 
+know of God - aye, even if he knows but to deny him.  R.W. Brother 
+Joseph Fort Newton, of the Golden Pen and understanding heart, who 
+sees more in life and religion and Freemasonry than is given to many 
+a brother formed of more common clay; has written:
+“There is in human nature a spiritual quality, by whatever name it is 
+described; to express which some contrive theologies, others write 
+rituals and others sing anthems.  It is a part of our human 
+endowment, at once the foundation of our faith and the consecration 
+of our labor.  It emerged with man, revealing itself in love and 
+birth, joy and woe, pity and pain and death; in the blood in the 
+veins of men, the milk in the breasts of women, the laughter of 
+little children, in the ritual of the seasons - all the old, sweet, 
+sad and happy human things - adding a rhythm and pathos to mortal 
+life.  Older than all creeds, deeper than all dogmas, it is the voice 
+out of the heart of the world; the account which life gives of itself 
+when it is healthy, natural and free.”
+It is this sense of one-ness with an invisible Absolute, of a touch 
+with matters spiritual none the less true that they are too ethereal 
+to phrase; of the reality of that which is the more all embracing 
+that it is unseen, unheard, untouched and unknown; which is here 
+meant by the term “religion,” with no qualifying article to fence it 
+into the narrow confines of any creed or special faith.  It is “that 
+natural religion in which all men agree” as the wise fathers but it 
+in the first of the Old Charges of a Freemason.
+Modern science teaches us that what we see and taste and touch and 
+feel is but the shadow of reality.  In the eyes of science the common 
+chair on which we sit is a vast space filled with vibrating electrons 
+and protons, too small to conceive, too speedy to envisage.  The 
+space we know and move in is but a phase of time; the intervals we 
+measure on a clock face are but parts of a “space-time continuum.”
+In somewhat the same way, neither Freemasonry nor religion are really 
+as we see them; they are but shadows of a greater reality behind.  In 
+a certain theatrical produc-tion it was necessary to introduce the 
+Christ.  To do so with a reverence which should offend no one, the 
+producer showed His presence merely by a glory of light which came, 
+and passed, and went.  Religion is such a glory - a light from One 
+Passing Unseen.  In all reverence, Freemasonry too, is a hidden sun 
+of which we know only the shadows cast by brethren as they move 
+against it.
+It will be news to none that Freemasonry has secrets; but to some the 
+concept will be new, that the greatest secret is one which none need 
+take an obligation never to reveal.  It is one each man must learn 
+for himself; for its words have not been coined, so he cannot tell it 
+if he would.
+So has religion her secret - it is written large in many a holy book, 
+yet never the tongue which may read it aloud.  It is painted in the 
+rainbow and the aurora, but never the artist has lived who could limn 
+it.  It sounds in the music of great composers, but never has a 
+harmonist translated it in words formed by the lips.
+So religion and Freemasonry alike tell their simple, profound 
+secrets, to all who will learn, by the use of symbols.
+Freemasons are bound each to each by the Mystic Tie; define it, 
+explain it, put it pinto words!  It may not be done, for there are no 
+words.  Some say it is the Cabletow, confusing the symbol with the 
+thing symbolized.  The cabletow is no more the Mystic Tie than the 
+umbilical cord is the mother love.  Yet the Mystic Tie is real; 
+brethren braid it in the Lodge, twist its strands together in 
+fellowship, lay cord on cord to form it in pity and charity and 
+relief.  The friendly word ties a knot in it; the familiar background 
+of mutually lived Lodge life keeps its end from fraying.  Those who 
+meet on the level and part upon the square, who listen together to 
+the old, old words of the old, old ritual, tie it tighter, and 
+tighter about them . .  .but cannot tell of it; only feel it, know 
+it, love it.  A great Masonic poet wrote:
+“What is it in the wild things that calls to little wild things?  
+What secret sacred things do the mountains whisper to the hillmen, so 
+silently yet so surely that they can be heard above the din and 
+clatter of the world?  What mystery does the sea tell the sailor, the 
+desert to the Arab, the arctic ice to the explorer, the stars to the 
+astronomer?  When we have answered these questions; mayhap we may 
+define the magic of Masonry - who knows what it is, or how, or why, 
+unless it be the long Cabletow of God running from heart to heart?”
+Religion cannot exist without the human race, since - at least as far 
+as we know - the beast of the field do not worship.
+And the contrary is true - the race could not have been, without 
+religion.  Wise scientists “prove” that worship of an Unseen Presence 
+is an outgrowth of a primal fear of the unknown causes of natural 
+phenomena; thunder, lightning, earthquake, wind storm, tidal waves 
+and so on.  But others as wise point to the instincts through which 
+alone the race has survived and grown - love and protection of the 
+weak, care of the infant, mutual helpfulness, the formation of tribes 
+on the foundation of the greatest good to the greatest number; all of 
+which, during the slow years, have evolved into justice, liberty, 
+unselfishness, courage and the giving spirit.
+Even the beasts of the jungle know love of offspring and occasionally 
+the spirit of helping one another; without them, no species could 
+survive.
+Religion, then, rests on the certainty that there “is” a meaning to 
+life.  Without it, our very existence is chaos.  No man is so 
+Godless, no character so vile, but what some within is a 
+consciousness of “meaning.”  The completely selfish person who live 
+solely for himself cannot survive.  Nor confuse this with that queer 
+doctrine  which says that all that is lofty and fine in humanity is 
+but “enlightened selfishness.; that the courageous man who faces 
+death for his friend is doing that which pleases him better than 
+living securely without risk; that he who devotes himself to service 
+to others at personal sacrifice prefers that life, and therefore, but 
+please his own desires; that the missionary who faces torture and 
+death to spread the gospel thinks only that in such a life will he 
+find his greatest joy.  For if that doctrine is carried back to the 
+Great Teachers - Jesus and Moses, Confucius and Buddha - it becomes 
+blasphemy.
+Religion knows there is meaning to life; Freemasonry is as definite 
+in her dependence upon the rationality of the Universe, the define 
+justice in which brethren have most faith when understanding it 
+least.  Without creed or dogma, Freemasonry is predicated upon an 
+utter belief that in the universe man has his place, and in the 
+reality of spiritual value.  Here Freemasonry and religion are so 
+close they seem to become one.  Yet even when two theories of living 
+coalesce there is no proof that one possesses, or is possessed by the 
+other.
+Religion should not be required to submit to any process of 
+“proving.”  Proofs are for the mind; religious conviction transcends 
+the mind.  Proofs are of man; religion in man’s heart is of God.  
+Proofs are what we see with the eye and touch with the hand; 
+religion’s certainties are not of the earth, earthy.
+Theologies and dogmas, rites and churches, creeds and faiths have 
+complicated religion for the common man by a multiplicity of details, 
+a hard and fast hewing to some one line, conceived by some - 
+doubtless human and mistaken - mind.  Religion, as distinct from “a” 
+religion or “the” religions, teaches only by the simplest of symbols 
+- so does Freemasonry.  The parables of the Carpenter of Nazareth are 
+all concerned with every day things; the symbols of religion - home, 
+fireside, a building, a lost sheep, a father’s love - are simple.  
+The symbols of Freemasonry which teach the most are the simplest - 
+the square, the compasses, the letter “G, the sprig of Acacia, a 
+Great Light to shine. . .
+Tear aside the dark veil that hangs between today and the dim and 
+distant past when men worshipped fire on a pile of stones - a group 
+of half naked men and women and children in solemn procession pass 
+from east to west by way of the south about the godhead burning 
+merrily, casting in the flames the roots which, ignited, give out the 
+sweet odor, laying on the coals what was to become the “burnt 
+offering” of the days of Moses, all with the dim idea of 
+propitiation.
+Tear from a “high” church the veil of formality and austere ritualism 
+which enshrouds its truths - a group of men and women kneel humbly to 
+partake of the bread and wine by which they offer contrite hearts to 
+the Unseen Presence.
+Finally, tear aside the covering of mystery and ritualistic 
+observance which conceals a Masonic Lodge at labor from a profane 
+world - a group of men who pass from the east to the west by way of 
+the south to gather about an Altar, there to lay their hands and vow 
+themselves to mutual service, offering their gifts to the Great 
+Architect of the Universe in gratitude for the fatherhood of God and 
+the brotherhood of man, and of the old, old Craft. . .
+Every brother must decide for himself whether Freemasonry has or has 
+not, is or is not a religion.
+But before he decides let him read, in the Great Light of Masonry, 
+Matthew, Chapter XVIII, verse 20.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   November, 1934   No.11
+ 
+NATIONAL
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Four great national organization serve American Freemasonry.  In 
+alphabetical order these are:  The Conference of Grand Masters, The 
+George Washington National Memorial Association, The Masonic Relief 
+Association of the United States and Canada and The Masonic Service 
+Association of the United States.
+No single Short Talk Bulletin is large enough adequately to set forth 
+all the aims, ideals and accomplishments of any one of these national 
+movements, but a short general outline may be of interest to brethren 
+not closely in touch with their activities.
+THE CONFERENCE OF GRAND MASTERS, as at present organized is of recent 
+origin, although the need for such annual meetings has been 
+recognized for many years.  Due probably to the rather desultory 
+methods which prevailed in connection with the early Conferences, no 
+records of the dates on which they were held, nor minutes of their 
+proceedings are available.
+During the past twenty-five years, a number of Conferences have been 
+held, beginning with those at Philadelphia and Baltimore in 1909, 
+followed by gatherings in Indianapolis in 1913, and in St. Louis the 
+following year.  Commencing with 1925, the Conferences have been held 
+annually, in 1920506 and 1926 in conjunction with the meetings of the 
+Masonic Service Association of the United States;0, in Chicago, and 
+from 1927 to the present, in Washington, D.C., immediately preceding 
+or following the annual meetings of the George Washington National 
+Memorial Association and the Masonic Service Association.
+The organization of each Conference includes a Chairman and 
+Secretary-Treasurer, elected annually.  Since 1927, M.W.  J. Claude 
+Keiper, P.G.M., District of Columbia, has been annually elected 
+Secretary-Treasurer.  The present Chairman is M.W. Richard Priest 
+Dietzman, P.G.M., Kentucky.  With three other members appointed by 
+the Chairman, these officers constitute the Committee on Agenda.  
+Each of the appointed members serve for three years, the period of 
+service ensuring a continuity of program.
+Under the present plan of operation, the Committee on Agenda selects 
+the topics to be considered by the Conference, and assigns the 
+opening of each discussion to a Grand Master who is regarded as 
+especially qualified in the topic assigned.  To obtain views of 
+brethren from different parts of the country, in some instances two 
+or more Grand Masters are given the same assignment.
+Subjects cover matters of general interest to the Fraternity, the 
+problems which everywhere confront it and those questions which 
+involve interjurisdictional relations and procedure.  Examples are: 
+“Interjurisdictional relief;” what are the best methods of procedure 
+to secure effective and uniform action in extending such relief:  
+“Service and Employment;” (a) Masonic Service Bureaus, (b) Masonic 
+Employment Bureaus:  “Educational Programs;” (a) for Lodges or larger 
+groups, (b) for individuals;  “Recognition of Grand Lodges;” are 
+general standards desirable and can uniformity of such standards be 
+attained by Grand Lodges?
+A general discussion follows the presentation of the formal paper, 
+delegates asking questions regarding the methods adopted in the 
+various Jurisdictions, which are answered by those having facts to 
+offer.
+The value of the these Conferences of Grand Masters is now widely 
+recognized.  That the Conferences have won an assured place in the 
+national activities of the Fraternity is proved by the large 
+attendance of Grand Masters or their representatives, the number of 
+Grand Jurisdictions represented varying from 41 to 46 out of 49, 
+during the past three years.  Their educational value to those in 
+attendance cannot be measured and the broadened vision of the 
+problems, the activities and the possibilities of the Fraternity, 
+which are obtained by those who participate, is universally regarded 
+as worth many times the individual sacrifice of the time required of 
+those who attend, not to mention the benefit derived by the personal 
+contacts which cement the ties between Grand Jurisdictions and 
+promote the unity and universality of Freemasonry.
+The GEORGE WASHINGTON MASONIC NATIONAL MEMORIAL ASSOCIATION had its 
+inception on February 22, 1910, when the Grand Masters, or their 
+representatives, from eighteen Grand Jurisdictions met in Alexandria, 
+Virginia, on the invitation of the Grand Master of that State, to 
+consider the erection of a fireproof structure in which to house the 
+Washington relics belonging to Alexandria-Washington Lodge No.22.  At 
+this meeting resolutions approving and endorsing the erection of a 
+Masonic Memorial to Washington were adopted, and a committee on 
+permanent organization was appointed.
+One year later, pursuant to the agreement adopted in 1910, a second 
+meeting was held at which a permanent organization, The George 
+Washington Masonic National Memorial Association, was formed.  A 
+constitution and by-laws were adopted and officers elected; M.W. 
+Thomas J Shryock, Grand Master of Maryland, being the first 
+President.  Since 1911, the association has met annually, either in 
+the old Lodge Room of Alexandria-Washington Lodge No.22, or in the 
+Auditorium of the Washington Masonic Memorial.  Grand Master Shryock 
+served as President until his death in 1917; his successor, elected 
+in 1918, is R.W.  Louis A. Watres, P.G.M., Pennsylvania.
+The present organization of the Association provides for a President, 
+four Vice-Presidents, a Secretary-Treasurer, twenty-one Directors and 
+an Executive Committee of five chosen from the Board of Directors.
+The objects of the Association, as set forth in its Constitution, are 
+to erect and maintain in the City of Alexandria, Virginia, “A 
+Suitable Memorial Temple to Geroge Washington, the Mason, one which 
+shall express in durability and beauty the exalted and undying esteem 
+of the Freemasons of the United States for him in whose memory it 
+shall stand through the coming years.”  It is also provided that the 
+Memorial Temple shall furnish accommodations for the safekeeping and 
+exhibition of the Washington relics and a place where the several 
+Grand Jurisdictions may place memorials to their distinguished 
+brethren.  Another object is “to create, foster and diffuse a more 
+intimate fraternal spirit, understanding and intercourse between the 
+several Grand Jurisdictions and sovereign Grand Bodies throughout the 
+United States and her Insular possessions.”
+Under the constitution, the active members of the Association are the 
+Grand Lodges of the United States and her Insular Possessions, so 
+that the ultimate direction of its affairs is vested in the Grand 
+Lodges.
+Believing that every Freemason in the United States should have a 
+part in the erection of this great Memorial, the plan for raising 
+funds provided for the payment by each Grand Lodge of an amount equal 
+to $1.00 per capita of its membership, which amount was later 
+increased to $1.70.  Sustained effort to bring the matter prominently 
+before the brethren of each Grand Jurisdiction were made.  A Chairman 
+for each State was appointed and efforts met with such success that 
+many of the Grand Jurisdictions have over subscribed the original 
+quota, some even exceeding the one later adopted.  To date, almost 
+$4,000,000.00 have been contributed to the erection of the Memorial.
+On June 5, 1922, ground was broken for the Memorial on Shooters Hill, 
+Alexandria, Virginia, and on November 1, 1923, the corner-stone was 
+laid in the presence of the largest gathering of Masons the country 
+has ever seen.  Since then, with the exception of the last year, when 
+financial conditions prevented, building operations have been carried 
+forward continuously.  The exterior structure is completed and the 
+Auditorium finished and furnished.  Under the policy early adopted, 
+no contracts for work are made unless funds to meet them are in the 
+treasury of the association.  While this course has perhaps resulted 
+in slower construction, but,it has also placed the project in the 
+enviable position of being absolutely free of debt.
+On May 12, 1932, although uncompleted, the Memorial was dedicated, so 
+that the ceremonies might be held during the year devoted to the 
+commemoration of the bicentennial of the anniversary of Washington’s 
+birth.  Notwithstanding the inclement weather a great assembly of 
+brethren participated in the ceremonies, which were attended by the 
+then President of the United States, the Honorable Herbert Hoover, 
+and distinguished Masons from the United States and abroad.
+With the return of normal financial conditions, it is confidently 
+expected that contributions to the Memorial funds will be resumed and 
+that this outstanding Masonic project will be completed.  When this 
+has been accomplished, Freemasons of the United States may well take 
+pride in their achievement.  They will not only have erected a 
+Memorial to the greatest Mason of his time, but will have built an 
+enduring monument to Masonry, and to the influence which it has 
+exerted in so marked a degree in the foundation, maintenance, and 
+preservation of our free Government.
+THE MASONIC RELIEF ASSOCIATION OF THE UNITED STATES AND CANADA, a 
+non-profit making organization operated exclusively for information 
+and protection against imposition on the Fraternity, and was 
+organized in 1884.  The aims and objectives are:  First, the 
+detection and publication in the Bulletin of unworthy Masons and 
+impostors preying upon the Fraternity; Second, the coordinating and 
+correlating of the various forms of Masonic relief throughout the 
+United States and Canada; third, the promotion of prompt and 
+effective methods of handling cases of interjurisdictional relief; 
+fourth, to act as an agency in organizing Masonic relief in times of 
+National disaster when such services are requested by any Grand Lodge 
+or group of Grand Lodges; and, fifth, to provide a meeting place for 
+the discussion of all these varied problems of Masonic relief, which 
+in these days are so pressing, and bring together those who are 
+active and interested in Masonic relief of every form and character.
+Nine thousand eight hundred and forty-five Masonic crooks and 
+impostors are recorded in the office of the Association.
+The Association’s Conventions are held biannually.  It officers are a 
+President and Chairman of the Executive Board (Present incumbent is 
+W.M. Lewis E. Smith, P.G.M., Nebraska), First and Second Vice 
+Presidents, Treasurer, and Secretary (present incumbent is E. Earle 
+Axtell, 43 Niagara Street, Buffalo, N.Y.)  The Executive Board is 
+composed of all officers and an Advisory Council of five.
+THE BULLETIN, official publication of the Association, is published 
+six times a year, and mailed to all Grand Secretaries in the United 
+States and Canada; and to the Secretaries of all Lodges, Boards of 
+Relief, and other active organizations within Grand Jurisdictions 
+which are supporting members of the Association.
+It is the largest organization in the world composed exclusively of 
+Masons, with membership of approximately two million; while those who 
+are eligible but not members, aggregate approximately one million 
+more.
+THE MASONIC SERVICE ASSOCIATION OF THE UNITED STATES, was formed as 
+the result of the distressing need, seen in the Great War, of an 
+adequate method by which American Freemasonry could function 
+unitedly, instead of as forty-nine separate units. in relief and aid 
+for the distressed.
+No honest man insures his house against fire with the belief that the 
+morrow will see it in flames.  He pays a little over a term of years, 
+so that in the unlikely event of conflagration the money value of his 
+destroyed home will be at his disposal that he may rebuild.  The 
+Masonic Service Association is an insurance policy issued to American 
+Freemason insuring that, when disaster comes, the Fraternity will not 
+be bound and helpless to move and give from its great heart to those 
+who need, as it was in the Great War.
+The tool, forged in the fires of bitterness and conflict of war, was 
+tempered and ready for decisive and successful action when disasters 
+came.  During the Association’s fifteen years, five disasters of 
+national proportions have tested the ability of American Freemasonry 
+to act unitedly in”restoring peace to the troubled minds” of those 
+who suffered by convulsions of nature.  These were the Japanese 
+earthquake of September 1, 1923, the Florida hurricane of September 
+18, 1926, the Puerto Rico hurricane of  September 13, 1928, and the 
+Florida hurricane of September 16, 1928.
+The Masonic Service Association was able to speak for the afflicted 
+brethren without the excitement and distress under which those who 
+suffered, necessarily labored.  It made an impersonal survey of four 
+of these five disasters and its duty accredited representatives 
+advised from first-hand investigations of the extent of the 
+devastation and the relief imperatively needed.  By its suggestions 
+and its plans it assisted the Grand Jurisdictions involved in setting 
+up and starting in motion the necessary relief machinery.  By acting 
+as a clearing house for information, a diseminator of appeals and a 
+central agency through which contributions were sent, it expedited 
+both the collection of funds and their application where most needed.
+That there might be a permanent and concise record of its relief 
+activities, in 1931 the Association published “United Masonic 
+Relief,” a fifty-three page bound volume, in which the finances of 
+all five disasters were set forth in detail; twelve hundred copies 
+were distributed to Grand Lodges, Grand and Past Grand Officers, the 
+Masonic Press, and Masonic and Public Libraries.
+ALL RELIEF, ALL DISASTERS 
+Japanese Earthquake Relief, 	1923 	$15,777.25
+Florida Hurricane, 		1926	$114,236.97
+Mississippi Valley Flood, 		1927	$608,291.91
+Puerto Rica Hurricane, 		1928	$86,316.58
+Florida Hurricane, 		1928	$107,622.14
+
+Total		      			$932,244.85
+
+ALL EXPENSES, ALL DISASTERS
+
+Japanese Earthquake, 		1923	(No Expense)
+Florida Hurricane, 		1926	$1,130.95
+Mississippi Valley Flood, 		1927	$7,202.21
+Puerto Rico Hurricane, 		1928	$3,078.08
+Florida Hurricane, 		1928	$527.35
+
+Total					$11,938.59
+
+Percentage, All Expenses to All Relief	1.28%
+
+Inquiries and offers of help in disasters ranging from floods in New 
+England,    an earthquake in the West, a storm in Mexico and 
+hurricanes in Central America, have been made whenever damage was of 
+large proportions; happily, since 1928, no flood, fire, hurricane, 
+earthquake or other natural calamity has been beyond the power of the 
+afflicted Grand Lodge to handle alone.
+The Association early realized that, vital as is cooperative effort 
+between Grand Jurisdictions in time of stress, in the merciful 
+providence of the Great Architect war and disasters come seldom, so 
+that an Association of Masons devoted to service should also have 
+peacetime work to do.
+That field was found in developing programs of Masonic education, 
+forming Craft Libraries, issuing a Masonic magazine (“The Master 
+Mason”) and the publication of modern, well printed, authoritative 
+and readable Masonic books.  The Masonic world is forever the debtor 
+to the Association for the National Masonic Library and the Little 
+Masonic Library, thirty-two volumes of primary importance. 
+In 1928 the delegates from member Grand Lodges decided to enlarge the 
+educational activities of the association.  To that end, and to meet 
+the criticism of some who thought publishing books (even if sold to 
+Craftsmen at unusually low prices) a work which secular publishers 
+might the better do, the Association sold its publishing business and 
+retired from the book field.
+Since then the association has developed a program of investigation 
+into, and digestion and dissemination of, facts showing national 
+trends in Freemasonry.  No other organization duplicates this work, 
+the uniqueness and interest of which has won countless expressions of 
+interest and praise from high Masonic authorities the nation over.  
+Such Digests as those on Masonic Employment Bureaus, Masonic Funeral 
+Services, Ancient Landmarks, Masonic Educational Activities, Who May 
+Confer Degrees, Taxation of Masonic Properties, Masonic Advisory and 
+Executive Boards, The Bible on the Altar, Light on the N.P.D. 
+Problem, Masonic Trial Methods, Masonic Finances and Charity, Grand 
+Lodge Standards of Recognition, Masonic Law Relative to Liquor and 
+Beer, “What They Think,” American Masonic Petitions, etc. have proved 
+of inestimable value, not only in spreading knowledge of the laws, 
+practices and ideas of all Grand Jurisdictions to each of them, but 
+as permanent contributions to source material for students and 
+historians of the future.
+The Association has not neglected the Masonic educational work for 
+constituent Lodges; Four Programs” and later, “Three Evenings of 
+Masonic Inspiration,” a number of Masonic Contests to be held in 
+Lodge, a one act Masonic Play which requires neither costumes, 
+accessories or stage, and similar material have won instant acclaim 
+from the Masonic world.
+Frequent broadcasts of interesting Masonic ideas and material are 
+made, such as z Reconsecration Address of unusual caliber, sent to 
+all Grand Jurisdictions; a unique system of Lodge accounting, an 
+Armistice Day Address by Reverend Brother and Doctor Joseph Fort 
+Newton, Chaplain of the Association, etc.
+Beginning in 1923 a monthly Short Talk Bulletin (of which this is the 
+one hundred and forty third) has been issued.  It goes to every Lodge 
+of Member Grand Jurisdictions.  Begun at the suggestion of M.W. W.L. 
+Eagleton, P.G.M., Oklahoma, of sainted and unforgettable memory, as a 
+contribution to Lodge interest, it has become a library of Masonic 
+addresses, a concise and authoritative encyclopedia of facts on 
+interesting Masonic subjects, a reference collection of value to all 
+Masonic students.  All these Short Talk Bulletins are still in print.  
+(The catalog both classifies and lists them alphabetically	
+To catalog all the activities of the Association is impossible in a 
+short space; in brief, it is a servant of American Grand Lodges, a 
+patient and tireless investigator into Grand Jurisdiction law, 
+custom, practices. ideas; which it digests and issues in permanent 
+form for the benefit of all, an insurance policy against disaster, a 
+weapon to fight flood, famine, pestilence, kept sharp and ready for 
+the brotherly hands of all The Ancient Craft.
+Its officers are an Executive Commission, elected annually, a 
+Chairman of the Commission, elected annually by delegates to the 
+annual meeting; and an Executive Secretary and staff with offices in 
+Washington, D.C.  M.W. George R.  Sturgis, P.G.M., Connecticut, is 
+Chairman, and W. Carl H Claudy, P.M. District of Columbia, is 
+Executive Secretary.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XII   December. 1934   No.12
+ 
+PASSAGES OF JORDAN 
+ 
+by: Unknown 
+ 
+And the men of Ephraim gathered themselves together,  and went 
+northward, and said unto Jephthah.  Wherefore  passest thou over to  
+fight against the children of Ammon,  and didst not call us to go 
+with thee?  We will burn thine  house upon thee with fire. 
+And Jephthah said unto them, I and my people were at  great strife 
+with the children of Ammon; and when I called  you, ye delivered me 
+not out of their hands. 
+And when I saw that ye delivered me not, I put my life  in my hands, 
+and passed over against the children of Ammon,  and the Lord 
+delivered them into my hand; wherefore then are  ye come up unto me 
+this day, to fight against me? 
+Then Jephthah gathered together all the men of Gilead,  and fought 
+with Ephraim; and the men of Gilead smote  Ephraim, because they 
+said, Ye Gileadites are fugitives of  Ephraim among the Ephraimites, 
+and among the Manassites. 
+And the Gileadites took the passage of Jordan before  the 
+Ephraimites, and it was so, that when those Ephraimites  which were 
+escaped said, Let me go over; that the men of  Gilead said unto him, 
+Art thou an Ephraimite?  If he said,  Nay: 
+Then said they unto him, Say ye Shibboleth; and he said  Sibboleth; 
+for he could not frame to pronounce it right. Then they took him, and 
+slew him at the passages of Jordan:  and there fell at that time of 
+the Ephraimites forty and two  thousand. - (Judges 12:1-6) 
+This account from the Old Testament is the source  material from 
+whence comes the familiar Masonic story of the  pass in our Middle 
+Chamber lecture. 
+Mispronunciation marking the user as enemy is a device  used at least 
+four times since “Sibboleth” betrayed the  Ephraimites.  St. Bryce’s 
+Day, November 2, 1002, Saxons used  “Chichester Church” as a test 
+word; pronounced soft, the  speaker was a Saxon and spared; if hard, 
+he was a Dane and  slain.  In 1282 the French were massacred by 
+Sicilians; the  test was the word for dried peas.  One pronouncing it  
+“checkaree” satisfied the soldiers, that he was a Sicilian;  if he 
+said “siseri,” he was known to be a Frenchman and was  killed.  In 
+1840 the Egyptians returned across the Jordan  from a campaign to 
+drive the Turks from their country.   Resentful at being forced to 
+help Egyptians, Syrians seized  some of the Jordan fords and asked 
+those who crossed to  pronounce the word for Camel:  “Jamel.”  
+Egyptians have no  soft “J” sound.  When they answered “Gamel,” like 
+their  prototypes among the Ephraimites, they were “slain at the  
+passages of the Jordan.”  Still a third time was a test used  at the 
+Jordan.  In the world war straggling Turks were met  at the fords by 
+the Syrians who demanded of those who would  pass that they pronounce 
+the Syrian word for onion.  Those  who said “buzzel” passed safely; 
+those who said “bussel”  were killed. 
+That forty-two thousand Ephraimites were killed at the  passages of 
+the Jordan is Improbable; forty, plus two  thousand, is generally 
+considered to be a much more likely  figure.  At least, the words are 
+open to either  construction. 
+“Shibboleth” is a word of many meanings, both  Masonically and 
+Biblically. 
+R.W. Charles C. Hunt, Librarian and Grand Secretary of  the Grand 
+Lodge of Iowa, Masonic student and authority, went  to the Hebrew 
+Bible for the use of the word, with the  following interesting 
+result: 
+“It appears in Zecharias 4:12, translated  “Branch.” 
+Isaiah 27:12, translated :Channel.” 
+Genesis 41:5-6-7-22-23-24-26-27; 
+Ruth 2:2; Job 24:24, translated “Corn” or “Ears of  Corn.” 
+Psalms 69:15, translated “Water Flood.” 
+Judges 12:6, not translated, as to do so would be  to destroy the 
+sense of the story in which it is used  as a pass or test word. 
+In modern days “shibboleth” means (Standard Dictionary)  
+“A test word or pet phrase of a party; a watchword.”  The  example 
+given is:  “Opposition to internal improvements  became a Democratic 
+shibboleth,” quoted from Harper’s  Monthly, July, 1892. 
+Masonically, Shibboleth means both a stream, and corn  or wheat; so 
+used, both are emblems of plenty. 
+“Corn” does nor denote the familiar source of corn  meal, familiar 
+and dear to the American palate.  Our corn is  a cultivated 
+descendant of “Indian Corn” or Maize, so called  to distinguish it 
+from European corn, which, prior to the  discovery of America, was 
+the term for wheat, barley and  other grains.  “Corn” is so used in 
+the Old Testament, the  principal grains of which are wheat and 
+barley.  
+There is no unanimity of opinion as to what kind of a  stream should 
+be an emblem of plenty.  For years a minor  controversy has raged, as 
+interesting as (apparently) it is  unsettleable. 
+Should the sheaf of wheat be suspended near a  “waterfall” or a 
+“waterford?” 
+The greatest American Masonic authority - many argue  that on the 
+whole the greatest Masonic authority of the  world - is Albert 
+Gallatin Mackey.  He pronounced  emphatically for “waterfall.”  Yet 
+many learned authorities  contend that Mackey was not infallible, and 
+that he erred. 
+It is human to see our own ideas as correct, the other  fellow’s 
+wrong.  South Carolina, Mackey’s state, uses  “waterfall,” Iowa and 
+Colorado, among others, use  “waterford;”  Henry Evans, Editor of the 
+“Square and  Compass,” of Denver, is a Colorado Mason; Charles Hunt,  
+already quoted, is of the Grand Lodge of Iowa.  The student,  
+therefore, must judge which is correct by argument rather  than by 
+weight of authority which attaches to such names as  Mackey, Hunt, 
+Evans, etc. 
+The two following quotations, grave and dignified when  considered 
+alone, at least border on the humorous when read  together.  The 
+first is from the Ahiman Rezon (Code and  Monitor combined) of South 
+Carolina: 
+“The passages of Scripture which are referred to  in this part of the 
+section will be found in Judges  XII, 1-6.  The vulgate version gives 
+a paraphrastic  translation of a part of the 6th verse, as follows:   
+“Say. therefore, Shibboleth, which being interpreted is  an ‘Ear of 
+corn.’  The same word also in Hebrew  signifies a rapid stream of 
+water, from the root  SHaBaL, to flow copiously.  The too common 
+error of  speaking, in this part of the ritual, of a ‘waterford’  
+instead of a ‘waterfall,’ which is the correct word,  must be 
+carefully avoided.  A ‘waterfall’ is an emblem  of plenty, because it 
+indicates an abundance of water.  A ‘waterford,’ for converse reason, 
+is, if any symbol  at all, a symbol of scarcity.” 
+Hear now the South Dakota (Monitor): 
+“Note - The common error of using the word  ‘waterfall’ instead of 
+‘waterford,’ which is the  correct one, must be carefully avoided.  
+The word to  which allusion is made in this part of the ritual  
+signifies an ear of corn.  Corn has never been used as  an emblem of 
+Plenty.  The fall or the ford has nothing  to do with it, except that 
+it originated for the  purposes used by us at the Fords of Jordan, 
+and not at  the falls.  The same volume of water which passes over  
+the falls may be found at the ford below.” 
+At first sight the argument that the same volume of  water passes 
+over the ford as passes the falls seems  unanswerable; some go 
+further, saying that as a fall may not  extend all the way across a 
+river, more water “may” cross  the ford than goes over the fall! 
+To which those who argue on the other side submit that it is not a 
+matter of gallons per minute, for either ford or fall, but the 
+impression which fords and falls make upon the mind. Less water 
+tumbles over Niagara than flows down the Mississippi, yet the 
+torrential falls give a greater impression of quantity than the 
+Father of Waters, peacefully and sluggishly moving in great but 
+shallow width.  According to those who argue for fall instead of 
+ford, the former conveys the idea of plenty of water, while a ford, 
+which can only exist where the water is shallow, argues a paucity of 
+water: - 
+“’Fall of Water. - There is a certain emblem in  the degree of 
+Fellowcraft, which is said to derive its  origin from the waters of 
+the Jordan, which were held  up while the Israelites passed over, and 
+which would  naturally fall with great violence when the whole host  
+had reached the opposite shore.’ Oliver Dict. 
+“An ingenious explanation of a false emblem.  The  Jordan, it is 
+true, is full of rapids and falls, and a  waterfall may not be out of 
+keeping in the emblem, yet  a waterford has much more meaning, and 
+waterfall is  probably its corruption.  The Jordan is fordable in  
+places.” 
+The April 15, 1876, issue of the “Canadian Craftsman”  contained the 
+following: 
+“WATER-FALL OR WATER-FORD.”
+
+“There is a dispute now going on among our  brethren in the State of 
+New York, which promises to  afford scope for very a learned 
+discussion during the  next meeting of their Grand Lodge.  The work 
+as agreed  upon by the Grand Lodge requires the use of the words  
+‘waterford’ in the lecture to the Second Degree,  instead of ‘fall of 
+water,’ and the ritual having thus  been formally and authoritatively 
+declared, every Lodge  is required to conform to it, on pain of 
+losing its  Warrant if it disobeys.  The old form ‘fall of water,’  
+however, has its partisans, and the controversy waxes  somewhat warm.  
+An effort is to be made at the next  meeting of the Grand Lodge to 
+reverse its decision, but  we hardly think the effort will succeed.  
+It is  difficult to see upon what principle the term ‘fall of  water’ 
+can be used; ‘waterford’ is in every respect  more correct.” 
+It is to be noted that in New York the proper term is  “still” 
+“waterford.” 
+Certain Jurisdictions print the word they prefer in  their Monitors; 
+others indicate it with a picture; most  consider it secret work and 
+do not print anything about it.  Colorado, Iowa, New York, South 
+Dakota, Utah and Wisconsin  are among those which suspend sheaves of 
+wheat beside fords,  while South Carolina, Florida, Delaware and the 
+District of  Columbia hang theirs beside a waterfall. 
+In September this year, the “Square and Compass” of  Denver stated: 
+“Too often the word ‘waterfall’ is used to  indicate the location 
+where the sheaf of wheat was  found.  The proper indication is 
+‘waterford’ as showing  an abundant flow of water affording ‘plenty’ 
+of that  necessary element in a dry country for the sustenance  of 
+man and beast, whereas a ‘waterfall’ would suppose a  restricted 
+amount of the precious drops, caught among  the rocks of a fall, 
+instead of being spread out over a  thirsty land.” 
+Previously the “Illinois Freemason” stated:  “A  Waterford is not a 
+symbol of plenty.  The text should not  read waterford , but instead 
+waterfall.  The oldest charts  illustrate a waterfall, not a ford.  
+Just how the  substitution came to be made is one of those things 
+which  cannot be explained other than to say that somebody did some  
+tinkering with the ritual.” 
+To which the “Masonic Chronicler” of Chicago retorted:  
+“It is absurd to contend that a waterford is a symbol of  plenty, 
+neither can a waterfall have any such significance.” 
+It is true that many early charts show falls, not  fords.  But 
+whether “the oldest charts” did so is a matter  to be answered only 
+by those who have seen them.  “Very” old  “Master’s Carpets” or 
+“Trestleboards” of England show  neither.  Allyn’s Ritual (an Expos’) 
+published 1831, uses  “ford.” Jeremey Cross’s “True Masonic Chart” 
+shows neither.  So that with authorities at odds on the question, 
+“proof”  becomes merely argument and opinion! 
+More space than the controversy is worth may well have  been given 
+it, yet so many ask the facts that it seems worth  while to put the 
+several contentions side by side. 
+More pertinent, perhaps, is the natural query; “Why  should there be 
+“any” symbol of plenty?  Plenty of “what?”.  And why emphasize it to 
+the Fellowcraft?” 
+Here again authority may not speak, since all symbols of rich content 
+have many meanings, not only one.  Those who attempt to read from her 
+wealth of symbols the inner, spiritual meaning of Freemasonry’s 
+gentle teachings find no difficulty of meeting upon common ground 
+that an ear of corn or sheaf of wheat suspended near a waterfall or 
+waterford, are symbols of the “plenty” (all we need) of ethical 
+teaching, moral value and spiritual inspiration, which he who hath 
+eyes to see may discern in Freemasonry 
+The Fellowcraft has come from darkness into light; he  is now, 
+Masonically, a man grown.  He has climbed the  Winding Stairs, and 
+pauses before he approaches the Middle  Chamber.  Entry into that 
+holy place is not a mere physical  going into a room, but an ability 
+to join mentally and  spiritually in the search for the solution of 
+the mystery  there symbolized by the letter “G.” Freemasonry seems to 
+cry  with no uncertain voice.  “Here, in what you have seen, is  
+plenty - (all you require) - to read the mystery and know as  much as 
+man may know of the meaning of that letter which is  the symbol of 
+the Most High. 
+So read, the symbol becomes high and beautiful, and the  controversy 
+as to whether ford or fall is correct is of  little consequence or 
+worth.  Happy the Fellowcraft who  does, indeed, receive his “plenty” 
+when he crosses the  passages of the Jordan, learns the correct 
+pronunciation of  Shibboleth, and pauses into his Middle Chamber. 
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   January, 1935   No.1
+
+AHIMAN REZON
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+These strange words were first used Masonically by Laurence Dermott 
+(1720-1721) as a title of the Book of Constitutions, printed in 1756, 
+used by the Ancient Grand Lodge in London.
+The Title Page of this Ancient Tome is as follows:
+
+AHIMAN REZON
+or,
+A Help To A Brother
+
+Showing the excellency of secrecy, the principles of the craft And 
+the Benefits arising from a strict Observance thereof.
+
+What sort of Men ought to be initiated into the Mystery, and what 
+sort of Masons are fit to govern lo with their Brethren in and out of 
+the Lodge. Likewise the prayers unfed in the Jewish and Christian 
+Lodges, the Ancient Manner of Constituting new Lodges, with all the 
+Charges, Etc.
+
+Also the old and new Regulations. The Manner of Chufing and 
+Installing Grand-Master and Officers, and other useful Particulars 
+too numerous here to mention. To which is added, The Greatest 
+Collection of Masons Songs ever presented to public view, with many 
+entertaining Prologues and Epilogues.
+Together with, Solomon’s Temple and Oratorio as it was performed for 
+the benefit of Freemasons by Brother Laurence Dermott, Sec.
+
+According to “The Builders,” at one time or another, eight American 
+Grand Jurisdictions have used the words as a title to their Books of 
+Law; Georgia, Maryland, New York, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, South 
+Carolina, Tennessee and Virginia.
+Two still retain the old title; Pennsylvania and South Carolina.  
+Georgia now has “Masonic Manual and Code;” Maryland, “Constitutions, 
+By-Laws and Standing Orders;” New York, “Book of Constitutions;” 
+North Carolina, “Code,” also named “Constitution and Regulations;” 
+Tennessee, “Masonic Code;” and Virginia, the “Text Book,” commonly 
+referred to as the “Methodical Digest.”
+Pennsylvania’s Ahiman Rezon contains the following:
+
+SECTION XII - HISTORICAL NOTES - AHIMAN REZON.
+
+The first Masonic book published in America was printed in 
+Philadelphia by Brother Benjamin Franklin in 1734.   It was a reprint 
+of what is known as “Anderson’s Constitutions,” which was published 
+in 1723 under the authority of the Grand Lodge of England, and 
+entitled:  “The Constitutions of the Freemasons.  Containing the 
+History, Charges, Regulations, &c., of the Most ancient and Right 
+Worshipful Fraternity.  For the use of the Lodges,” and was compiled 
+by Brother James Anderson, D.D.  This reprint is now very scarce.  A 
+copy of it is in the Library of the Grand Lodge.
+The “Ahiman Rezon; A Help to a Brother,” was prepared in 1756 by 
+Brother James Dermott, Grand Secretary of the Grand Lodge of England 
+According To The Old Institutions,” once called the “Ancients.”
+This corresponded to the Book of Constitutions of the Grand Lodge of 
+England, once called the “Moderns.”
+The first Book of Masonic law published by the Grand Lodge of 
+Pennsylvania was entitled:  “Ahiman Rezon abridged and digested”  as 
+a help to all that are or would be Free and Accepted Masons.”  It was 
+prepared by the Grand Secretary, Rev. Brother William Smith, D.D., 
+Provost of the University of Pennsylvania, and was almost entirely a 
+reprint of Dermott’s work; it was approved by the Grand Lodge 
+November 22, 1781, published in 1783, and dedicated to Brother George 
+Washington.
+It is reprinted in the introduction to the first or edited reprint of 
+the Proceedings of the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania, 1730-1808.  (See 
+the Library, p 201.)
+On April 18, 1825, a revision of the Ahiman Rezon was adopted, being 
+taken largely from “Anderson’s Constitutions.”
+Another revision was adopted June 15, 1857, which was followed by the 
+revisions adopted June 15, 1867, December 5, 1877, December 6, 1893, 
+December 4, 1895 and December 1, 1915.  The revision of 1825 contains 
+the following as the definition of the words Ahiman Rezon:
+“The Book of Constitutions is usually denominated Ahiman Rezon.  The 
+literal translation of “Ahmian” is a “Prepared Brother’,” from 
+“Manah” to “Prepare,” and “Rezon”, “Secret;” so that “Ahiman Rezon” 
+literally means, the secrets of a Prepared Brother.  It is likewise 
+supposed to be a corruption of “Achi man Ratzon,” the thoughts and 
+opinions of a true and faithful Brother.”
+As the Ahiman Rezon is not a secret. but a published book, and the 
+above definition has been omitted from subsequent revisions of the 
+book, the words were submitted to Hebrew scholars for translation 
+upon the assumption that they are of Hebrew origin.  The words, 
+however, are not Hebrew.
+Subsequent inquiry leads to the belief that they come from the 
+Spanish, and are thus interpreted:  “Ahi” (which is pronounced 
+“Ahee”), is demonstrative and means “there,” as if pointing to a 
+thing or place; “Man” may be considered a form of “Monta,” which 
+means the “Account, amount, sum total,” or “Fullness;” while “Razon” 
+(or Rezon) means “Reason, Principle,” or “Justice,” the word justice 
+being used in the sense of law.  If, therefore, we ascribe the words 
+“Ahiman Rezon” to Spanish origin, their meaning is - “There is the 
+full account of the law.”
+South Carolina’s Ahiman Rezon, under “Masonic Definitions,” states:
+“The Book of Constitution of the Grand Lodge of South Carolina is 
+also called the Ahiman Rezon.  The title is derived from three Hebrew 
+words, “ahim,” brothers; “manah,” to appoint or select; and “ratzon,” 
+the will or law; and it consequently literally signifies “the law of 
+appointed or selected brothers.” It contains the rules and 
+regulations of the Order, the details of all public ceremonies to be 
+used on various occasions, such as consecrations, installations, 
+funerals, etc., and is, in fact, a summary of all the fundamental 
+principles of Freemasonry.  To this book reference is made in all 
+cases where the by-laws of the Grand Lodge are silent or not 
+sufficiently explicit.  In all public processions, the Ahiman Rezon, 
+or Book of Constitutions, should be carried before the Grand Master 
+by the Master of the oldest Lodge present.
+Considerable controversy has taken place over the meaning of the 
+words, and many and ingenious have been the explanations offered by 
+various students.
+Mackey, who erred so seldom that his monumental Encyclopedia of 
+Freemasonry, albeit enlarged and revised, is still a foundation stone 
+for most structures of Masonic lore; interpreted them to mean “the 
+will of selected brethren.”  Dr. Fredrick Dalcho, learned Masonic 
+authority of early years, believed that a better translation of the 
+Hebrew was “the secrets of a prepared brother.”
+For the benefit of those who are not familiar with the structure of 
+Hebrew, it may be stated that many words in that ancient tongue are 
+susceptible of many interpretations; indeed, many words in English 
+have different meanings, according to context.  “Case,” for instance, 
+may be an action-at-law, a container, and illness or an injury.  
+Other words pronounced alike but spelled differently have divergent 
+meanings, as t-w-o, and t-o-o, or i-n and i-n-n.  Written Hebrew is 
+often without vowels (instance JHVH, usually written Jehovah in 
+English) so the difference in translation of these two able Masonic 
+scholars is not particularly strange.
+Later authorities, however, believe that both were mistaken and that 
+the real meaning of Ahiman Rezon is “faithful brother Secretary,” for 
+technical reasons which have been well set forth by noted Hebrew 
+scholars, including Brother the Reverend Morris Rosenbaum, a quarter 
+of a century ago, in the Transactions of Quatuor Coronati (the great 
+research Lodge in London).
+According to the theory of the more modern translation, Dermott chose 
+the word “Ahiman” because, as a Hebrew proper name, it was translated 
+in the Geneva or “Breeches” Bible as “a brother of the right hand.”  
+It is interesting to note that Young’s Concordance of the Bible (1924 
+revision) translates Ahiman, which occurs four times in the King 
+James version, as meaning “brother of man.”  Numbers, Joshua and 
+Judges refer to Ahiman, a son of Anak, who dwelt in Hebron, and First 
+Chronicles to Ahiman, a Hebrew porter in the Temple.
+Dermott, however, must have used the Geneva Bible; all the texts in 
+his book, quoted in his address “To the reader,” are verbatim 
+excerpts from this work.  In that “Breeches” Bible is the familiar 
+“Table of Names and their Interpretations familiar in many editions 
+of the Scriptures.  Here Dermott must have found this “brother of the 
+right hand” which he evidently took to indicate brother of fidelity, 
+a faithful brother.  However incorrect this translation may be - 
+apparently it comes from the Hebrew “ah,” brother, and “yamin,” right 
+hand - it was the translation to which Dermott had access.  In the 
+same Bible “Rezon” in translated “a secretarie or leane.”
+In the dedication of his second edition of the Ahiman Rezon, Dermott 
+wrote:  I hope you will do me the honor of calling me a faithful 
+brother.”
+Dermott had a smattering of Hebrew, but he fell into the common error 
+of those whose knowledge runs not very deep; he lacked perspective 
+and any feeling for the relativity of facts about the difficult 
+tongue.  Moderns find the same attitude of mind among the unschooled; 
+an ignorant man denies that the earth is a ball, because it “looks” 
+flat, but has no difficulty in believing in ghosts and banshees; he 
+can “understand” how “speech travels through a telephone wire” but 
+cannot comprehend the verity of the geological doctrine that the 
+earth is many, many times six thousand years old.  Similarly, Dermott 
+could go to a Bible for his Hebrew words and their meanings, and not 
+comprehend that a Hebrew scholar might make a mistake.
+It is curious to find the pseudo-science of numerology called upon to 
+explain Dermott’s choice of a name for his Book of Constitutions, 
+which was, so oddly, to persist long after its contents was 
+superseded by more modern text.  Yet the evidence is plain; one need 
+not credit that belief which ascribes magical powers of prophecy to 
+the numerical value of the letters in a name to see the point.
+An ancient Jewish writer chose as a title of his work, words the 
+numerical value of the letters of which would equal or nearly 
+approximate the numerical value of the letters of his name, thus 
+cryptographically offering evidence that he did, indeed, have the 
+right to claim its authorship . . .a custom at least as old as 1200 
+A.D.
+In all probability Dermott knew this; without such knowledge, it is 
+difficult on any theories of probability to account for the fact that 
+the numerical value of the letters in Ahiman Rezon is 372, while 
+those in Laurence total 371.  The difference of one is not actually a 
+discrepancy, because Gematria, or numerical cryptography, regards a 
+difference of but one as an equality, and even gives such a factor a 
+name.
+It may well be that this old Jewish custom was set forth for Dermott 
+by a Jew, who would naturally demonstrate it only with a given name, 
+not a surname; this may be why Dermott chose words which 
+cryptographically equal “Laurence” and not “Laurence Dermott.”
+Whatever the real meaning of Ahiman Rezon - whether it be Hebrew, 
+properly translated “faithful brother secretary,” or “the will of 
+selected brethren,” or “the secrets of a prepared brother,” or 
+Spanish in origin, properly understood “There is a full account of 
+the law” as Pennsylvania sets forth - the name for many years caught 
+the imagination of Masons.  Only lately has it fallen from its former 
+high estate.  Two old and greatly respected American Jurisdictions 
+still find it all sufficient as the title of their official books of 
+the law.  It is to be noted, however, that but little of Laurence 
+Dermott remains in either Pennsylvania’s or South Carolina’s volume; 
+only the name there persists as a reminder of the Antient: influence 
+in both these Grand Lodges.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   February, 1935   No.2
+
+LEWIS AND LOUVETEAU
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Old English Tracing Boards of the entered Apprentice degree show the 
+Lewis, a peculiar tool of operative masons.
+The instrument is made of a pair of dovetail wedges, provided with a 
+hook or ring.  Inserted in a hole in a large stone, pulling on the 
+hook or ring spreads and locks the wedges securely in the stone, so 
+that it may be raised by derrick or other lifting force, without 
+putting a rope or chain about it.  The greater the pull, the heavier 
+the stone, the more securely is the Lewis locked in the hole.
+From this the Lewis easily became a symbol of strength, and is so 
+denominated in certain old English rituals.
+In the transactions of “Quatuor Coronoti Lodge,” the great research 
+organization of London, in Volume X (1897) appears the following:
+“In a Charter of Ethelbert, dated 862, Lewisham is known a “Liofshema 
+mearc’,’ the mark of the inhabitants of ‘Liofsham,’ the home or 
+dwelling of some person whose name began with the element ‘Liof’ or 
+‘Leof,’ i.e., dear.  This prefix appears to be corrupted from Keof-
+su, which was from Leofsuna, literally, dear son.  It still survives 
+in the family named Leveson, pronounced Lewson.  The place name 
+appears to go through some digressions, for the seventeenth century 
+it was written Lews’am, and was spelt phonetically as Lusam, end 
+eventually it became, through change of etymology, Lewis.  In Masonic 
+language, we have also another lewis to account for, namely the 
+combination of pieces of metal, which form a dovetail; now if the 
+urchin who assisted his father was called Lewis, it is possible that 
+the comparatively small piece of mechanism, in comparison to the 
+weight it is capable of sustaining, as a saving of labor, may have in 
+trade vocabulary been called a lewis - dear one.”
+The Harris Masonic manuscript, No.1 (seventeenth century) defines the 
+word as follows:
+“A Lewis is such an one as hath served an Apprenticeship to a Mason, 
+but it is not admitted afterwards according to the custom of making 
+Masons.:
+Compare this with the curious statement in the Carmick manuscript, in 
+the possession of the Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania:
+“You shall not make a Mould or Square for any that is cut a Kenis, 
+for a Kenis is one that hath not admitted afterwards according to the 
+Custom of Making Masons.”
+Hughan, the great Masonic scholar, read “Cut a Kenis” to mean “But a 
+Lewis” - in other words, the prohibition to Masons is that no Mould 
+or Square may be made for any one who is “only” a Lewis, not actually 
+a member of the Craft.
+The son of an English Mason is called a Lewis, for a reason which is 
+set forth in Browne’s “Master Key,” which purports to be a verbatim 
+account of a part of the original Prestonian lecture.  It reads:
+What do we call the son of a Freemason?
+A Lewis.
+
+What does it denote?
+Strength.
+
+How is a Lewis depicted in Mason’s Lodge?
+As cramp (clamp) of metal, by which, when fixed into a stone, great 
+and ponderous weights are raised to a certain height, and fixed upon 
+their p[roper basis, without which Operative Masons could not so 
+conveniently do.
+What is the duty of a Lewis, the Son of a Mason, to his aged parents?
+To bear the heavy burden in the heat of the day and help them in time 
+of need, which, by reason of their great age, they ought to be 
+exempted from, so as to render the close of their days happy and 
+comfortable.
+His privilege for so doing?
+To be made a Mason before any other person, however dignified by 
+birth, rank or riches, unless he, through complaisance, waives this 
+privilege,
+In France the son of a Freemason is called a Louveteau (daughter 
+Louvetine) which may have been derived from “louffton” a word 
+occasionally used in place of Lewis in the seventeenth century; the 
+French word for the operative instrument is “Louve.”  Here a curious 
+verbal bypath invites the student; Louveteau also means a young wolf.  
+In the Egyptian Mysteries, the candidate, wearing a mask or covering 
+simulating a wolf’s head, was often called “wolf.” Apparently the 
+reason for the masking of a candidate as a wolf is found in the 
+tenuous connection between the sun, which scatters the flocks of 
+stars from the sky, and the wolf, which scatters the flocks of sheep 
+and cattle.  The sun was the central symbol of many ancient mystery 
+religions.  Similarly, the Greek “Lukos” is both the sun and a wolf.
+Albert Pike said that a Louveteau might be received as such when 
+twelve years of age, or over.  According to this authority, any 
+Symbolic Lodge might receive any Louteteau by a special ceremony, 
+which while it did not especially obligate the Lodge to support or 
+educate him, did promise that the Lodge would watch over him, protect 
+him, give him counsel and advice.  In his book, “Offices of Masonic 
+Baptism, Reception of a Louveteau and adoption,” Pike states:
+“It (the ceremony of reception) entitles the Louveteau to be received 
+an Apprentice at the age of twenty-one years, if he be found worthy 
+and intelli-gent.”
+The qualifying phrase obviously takes away from the privilege the 
+first promises, since all men who are “worthy and intelligent” may be 
+“received an Apprentice at the age of twenty-one years.”
+Pike lays down rules regarding the reception of a Louveteau;  the 
+question may be considered at a regular meeting of the Lodge; 
+application must be made in writing by the father, if living; 
+otherwise, in writing by the mother, or other relative or friend; the 
+father must be a member of a Lodge, except that, by unanimous vote, a 
+Louveteau may be received even if the father is not a member - “the 
+son may be worthy, though the father may constitute the strongest 
+claim of the child on the Lodge;” action may be had without a 
+Committee, in the absence of objection; if a brother desires, a 
+Committee of three “will be appointed, to report at the next regular 
+meeting;” ordinarily, a two-thirds vote is sufficient to insure 
+reception; applications refused may be re-presented in six months; 
+“bad character of applicant or unworthiness of the father is good 
+cause for rejection,” otherwise, “to become a Louveteau is a matter 
+of right;” vote is in an Entered Apprentices’ Lodge and “the result 
+with the names of those voting yea and nay” is to be entered on the 
+records.
+Pike’s “reception of a Louveteau” covers sixty pages.  A single 
+quotation will suffice:
+“It is one of the duties of Brotherhood, arising out of that holy 
+relationship, to guide and guard, and rear and educate, if need be, a 
+Brother’s children.  Let us recognize this duty, and add to its 
+obligation our solemn pledge to watch incessantly over this youth, to 
+avert from him pestilential influences, warn him against ill 
+examples, and rescue him from perils.  Let us, according to our 
+ancient custom, and by the ancient and symbolic name, receive him as 
+our Ward in the hope that he will in due time become our Brother.”
+Where Pike got the authority for the statements he makes or the 
+inspiration for his beautiful if lengthy ceremony, cannot be stated.  
+No American Grand Lodge authorizes such a ceremony.  But Pike’s 
+statement that it is “one of the duties of Brotherhood to guide and 
+guard, to rear and educate” a brother’s children is followed in both 
+letter and spirit by many Grand Lodges; which maintain Homes, Schools 
+or Charity Foundations by which the children of Master Masons are 
+guide, guarded and educated when the father has passed beyond his 
+power to do a father’s duty.  Spiritually, then, if not by Masonic 
+law, the children of a Master Mason are indeed treated as Pike would 
+have had Louveteaus and Louvetines treated.
+Erroneous statements are often made that a Lewis may be initiated at 
+eighteen years of age.  Washington, who received his Entered 
+Apprentice degree when he was twenty years and eight months of age; 
+is often mentioned to prove the point.
+Whatever the practices in an older day, in England a Lewis cannot now 
+be initiated before he is of “lawful age,” without a dispensation.  
+There is no evidence whatever that Washington was ever considered a 
+Lewis.  His initiation before being twenty-one can much more 
+logically by laid to the lax practices of an easy age when 
+Freemasonry in this country was very informal, far from original 
+authority, developing largely from its own motion in a time when 
+experiment in a new land, with a new government, in ideas, in hopes 
+was in the air.
+In middle ages England it was an invariable custom for a son to 
+follow in his father’s footsteps; such names as Smithson, Wrightson, 
+etc., come from the days when the smith and the wheelwright had sons 
+who became also wheelwrights and smiths.  Most fathers have a hope 
+that their sons will follow where they led, take up the same 
+profession, carry on the old firm; it is human expression of the 
+longing for that form of immortality, expressed in the desire that 
+what has been honorable and useful in the family will continue to be 
+so.
+Masons who have sons are usually intensely interested in seeing them 
+become members of the ancient Craft.  A Petition and fee is often 
+made a coming-of-age gift to a young man on his twenty-first 
+birthday.  From this natural hope of a Mason that his son will go 
+where he preceded him, in turn to receive Masonic light and the 
+happiness and education that may come from membership in a Lodge, has 
+arisen the feeling in most Lodges, the stronger that it is not 
+expressed in formal law, of interest in the boys of members.  Lodges 
+are not consciously influenced in their judgment of petitions from 
+the sons of members by that fact, but Masons would be less than human 
+if they did opt look with some indulgence on the young men who ask to 
+follow in the path their fathers have walked.
+In this sense, then, the Lewis has a privilege in all Lodges; he is 
+already known, by proxy at least, to the Lodge to which he applies, 
+and there is a natural predisposition favorably to consider his 
+application, and for the committee to judge him with mercy.
+It is a sound tribute to the common sense of American Masonic law 
+that the Lewis has few if any legally stated privilege.  The Grand 
+Lodge of North Dakota has in its by-laws (page 38, revision of 1928):
+“Candidate:  Age reduced in some Cases - Lewis.  
+Any Lodge in this Grand Jurisdiction may lawfully receive and ballot 
+upon a petition for the degrees of a son or nephew of an affiliated 
+Mason within the last six months of such petitioners twenty-first 
+year; however, if elected, he shall not be initiated an Entered 
+Apprentice until he has attained the age of twenty-one.”
+The Constitution of the Grand Lodge of the District of Columbia prior 
+to 1924 stated:
+“No Lodge shall initiate any candidate who is under 21 years of age, 
+etc.”
+Questions arising as to the age at which application might be 
+received, Grand Master Roberts ruled (1924) that no petition might be 
+legally received from a minor, basing his ruling on civil law which 
+makes minors unable to execute contracts.  Later, the Constitution 
+was revised to read:
+“No Lodge shall accept the petition of any candidate who is under 21 
+years of age at the time of the presentation of his petition to the 
+Lodge, etc.”
+Generally speaking, Grand Lodges require petitioners to be of legal 
+age; all in this country require them to be either “twenty-one” or of 
+“lawful age” before initiation.
+During the Great War, many Grand Jurisdictions waived not only 
+“suitable proficiency” between degrees, but often the matter of 
+“lawful age” for sons of Masons in the armed forces of the nation.
+Lodges with a restricted membership often provided that the petitions 
+of sons or fathers of members may be received and ballot had, 
+regardless of whether the roster is full or not.
+The Order of DeMolay for boys is for sons of Master Masons, and their 
+friends; which in effect means any boy who can be recommended by a 
+Master Mason.  The Order continually insists that its membership is 
+not in any way to be considered as helpful in later receiving Masonic 
+membership.
+Lewis and Louveteau, sons of Masons, in this country, then, are words 
+with no special Masonic standing; the words are scarcely known to a 
+majority of Masons.  But in the spirit of our Lodges the old idea of 
+the son following in his father’s footsteps persists; hence it is not 
+infrequent to find Lodges arranging “father and son” nights, and it 
+is still an event in any Lodge when a father raises his son to the 
+Sublime Degree - more rare, and even more interesting, when it is the 
+son’s good fortune to raise his father.
+Predicating the whole philosophy of Freemasonry upon a certain 
+Fatherhood, it would be odd indeed, however little official 
+recognition we give them, if Masons had no special tenderness of 
+feeling for their Lewises and Louveteas.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   March, 1935   No.3
+
+THAT ANCIENT SQUARE
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+What one symbol is most typical of Freemasonry as a whole?  Mason and 
+non-Mason alike, nine times out of ten, will answer, “The Square!”
+Many learned writers on Freemasonry have denominated the square as 
+the most important and vital, most typical and common symbol of the 
+ancient Craft.  Mackey terms it “one of the most important and 
+significant symbols.”  McBride said: 
+“-In Masonry or building, the great dominant law is the law of the 
+square.”  Newton’s words glow: “Very early the square became an 
+emblem of truth, justice and righteousness, and so it remains to this 
+day, though uncountable ages have passed.  Simple, familiar, 
+eloquent; it brings from afar a sense of wonder of the dawn, and it 
+still teaches a lesson we find it hard to learn.”  Haywood speaks of:  
+“—Its history, so varied and so ancient, its use, so universal.”  
+MacKensie:  
+“An important emblem - passed into universal acceptance.”  In his 
+encyclopedia, Kenning copied Mackey’s phrase.  Klein reverently 
+denominates it “The Great Symbol.”  I Kings, describing the Temple, 
+states that “all the doors and the posts were square.”
+It is impossible definitely to say that the square is the oldest 
+symbol in Freemasonry; who may determine when the circle, triangle or 
+square first impressed men’s minds?  But the square is older than 
+history.  Newton speaks of the oldest building known to man:  “- A 
+prehistoric tomb found in the sands at Hieraconpolis, is already 
+right angled.”
+Masonically the word “square” has the same three meanings given the 
+syllable by the world:  (1)  The conception of right angleness - our 
+ritual tells us that the square is an angle of ninety degrees, or the 
+fourth of a circle; (2)  The builder’s tool, one of our working 
+tools, the Master’s own immovable jewel; (3)  That quality of 
+character which has made “a square man” synonymous not only with a 
+member of our Fraternity, but with uprightness, honesty and 
+dependability.
+The earliest of the three meanings must have been the mathematical 
+conception.  As the French say, “it makes us furiously to think” to 
+reflect upon the wisdom and reasoning powers of men who lived five 
+thousand years ago, that they knew the principles of geometry by 
+which a square can be constructed.
+Plato, greatest of the Greek philosophers, wrote over the porch of 
+the house in which he taught:  “Let no one who is ignorant of 
+geometry entry my doors.”  Zenocrates , a follower of Plato, turned 
+away an applicant for the teaching of the Academy, who was ignorant 
+of geometry, with the words:  “Depart, for thou has not the grip of 
+philosophy.”  Geometry is so intimately interwoven with architecture 
+and building that “geometry, or Masonry, originally synonymous terms” 
+is a part of most rituals.  The science of measurements is concerned 
+with angles, the construction of figures, the solution of problems 
+concerning both, and all the rest upon the construction of a right 
+angle, the solutions which sprang from the Pythagorean Problem, our 
+“Forty-Seventh Problem of Euclid,” so prominent in the Master’s 
+Degree.
+The ancient Greek name of the square was “gnomon,” from whence comes 
+our word “knowledge.”  The Greek letter “gamma” formed like a square 
+standing on one leg, the other pointing to the right - in all 
+probability derived from the square, and “gnomon,” in turn, derived 
+from the square which the philosophers knew was at the root of their 
+mathematics.
+
+Democritus, old philosopher, according to Clement of Alexandria, once 
+exulted:  “In the construction of plane figures with proof, no one 
+has yet surpassed me, not even the Harpedonaptae of Egypt.”
+In the truth of his boast we have no interest, but much in the 
+Harpedonaptae of Egypt.  The names means, literally, “rope 
+stretchers” or “Rope fasteners.”  In the Berlin museum is a deed, 
+written on leather, dating back to 2,000 B.C.  which speaks of the 
+work of rope stretchers; how much older rope stretching may be, as a 
+means of constructing a square, is unknown, although the earliest 
+known mathematical hand-book (that of Ahmes, who lived in the 
+sixteenth or seventeenth Hyskos dynasty in Egypt, and is apparently a 
+copy of a much older work which scholars trace back to 3400 B.C.), 
+does not mention rope stretching as a means of square construction.
+Most students in school days learned a dozen ways of erecting one 
+line perpendicular to another.  It seems strange that any other 
+people were ever ignorant of such simple mathematics.  Yet all 
+knowledge had a beginning.  Masons learn of Pythagorean’s 
+astonishment and delight at his discovery of the principle of the 
+Forty-seventh Problem.  Doubtless the first man who erected a square 
+by stretching a rope was equally happy over his discovery.
+Researchers into the manner of construction of pyramids, temples and 
+monuments in Egypt reveal a very strong feeling on the part of the 
+builders for the proper orientation of their structures.  
+Successfully to place the building so that certain points, corners or 
+openings might face the sun or a star at a particular time, required 
+very exact measurements.  Among these, the laying down of the cross 
+axis at a right angle to the main axis of the structure was highly 
+important.
+It was this which the Harpedonaptae accomplished with a long rope.
+The cord was first marked off in twelve equal portions, possible by 
+knots, more probably, by markers thrust into the body of the rope.  
+The marked rope was then laid upon the line on which a perpendicular 
+(right angle) was to be erected.  The rope was pegged down at the 
+third marker from the from one end, and another, four markers further 
+on.  This left two free ends, one three total parts long, one five 
+total parts long.  With these ends the Harpedonatae scribed two semi-
+circles.  When the point where these two met, was connected to the 
+first peg (three parts from the end of the rope, a perfect right 
+angle, or square, resulted.
+Authorities have differed and much discussion has been had, on the 
+“true form” of the Masonic square; whether a simple square should be 
+made with legs of equal length, and marked with divisions into feet 
+and inches, or with one keg longer than the other and marked as are 
+carpenter’s squares today.  Mackey says:
+“It is proper that its true form should be preserved.  The French 
+Masons have almost universally given it with one leg longer than the 
+other, thus making it a carpenter’s square.  The American Masons, 
+following the delineations of Jeremy L. Cross, have, while generally 
+preserving the equality of length in the legs, unnecessarily marked 
+its surface with inches, thus making it an instrument for measuring 
+length and breadth, which it is not.  It is simply the “trying 
+square” of a stonemason, and has a plain surface, the sides embracing 
+an angle of ninety degrees, and it is intended only to test the 
+accuracy of the sides of a stone, and to see that its edges subtend 
+the same angle.”
+Commenting on this, the Editor of “the Builder” wrote (May, 1928):
+“This is one of the occasions when this eminent student ventured into 
+a field beyond his own knowledge, and attempted to decide a matter of 
+fact from insufficient data.  For actually, there is not, and never 
+has been, any essential difference between the squares used by 
+carpenters and stone workers.  At least not such difference as Mackey 
+assumes.  He seems to imply that French Masons were guilty of an 
+innovation in making the square with unequal limbs.  This is rather 
+funny, because the French (and the Masons of Europe generally) have 
+merely maintained the original form, while English speaking Masonry, 
+or rather the designers of Masonic jewels and furnishings in English 
+speaking countries, have introduced a new form for the sake, 
+apparently, of its greater symmetry.  From medieval times up till the 
+end of the eighteenth century, all representations of Mason’s squares 
+show one limb longer than the other.  In looking over the series of 
+Masonic designs of different dates it is possible to observe the 
+gradual lengthening of the shorter limb and the shortening of the 
+longer one, till it is sometimes difficult to be certain at first 
+glance if there is any difference between them.
+“There is absolute no difference in the use of the square in 
+different crafts.  In all the square is used to test work, but also 
+to set it out.  And a square with a graduated scale on it is at times 
+just as great a convenience for the stonemason as for the carpenter.  
+When workmen made their own squares there would be no uniformity in 
+size or proportions, and very few would be graduated, though 
+apparently this was sometimes done.  It is rather curious that the 
+cut which illustrates this article in Mackey’s Encyclopedia actually 
+show a square with one limb longer than the other.”  
+It is to be noted that old operative squares were either made wholly 
+of wood, or of wood and metal, as indeed, small try squares are made 
+today.  Having one leg shorter than the other would materially reduce 
+the chance of accident destroying the right angle which was the tools 
+essential quality . .  So that authorities who believe our equal 
+legged squares not necessarily “true Masonic squares” have some 
+practical reasons for their convictions.
+It is of interest to recall McBride’s explanation of the “center” as 
+used in English Lodges, and the “point within a circle,” familiar to 
+us.  He traces the medieval “secret of the square” to the use of the 
+compasses to make the circle from which the square is laid out.  
+Lines connecting a point, placed anywhere on the circumference of a 
+circle, to the intersection with the circumference cut by a straight 
+line passing through the center of the circle, forms a perfect 
+square.  McBride believed that our “point within a circle” was direct 
+reference to this early operative method of correcting the angles in 
+the wooden squares of operative cathedral builders, and that our 
+present “two perpendicular lines” are a corruption of the two lines 
+which connect points on the circle.
+The symbolism of the square, as we know it, is also very old; just 
+how ancient, as impossible to say as the age of the tool or the first 
+conception of mathematical “square-ness.”  In 1880 the Master of 
+Ionic Lodge No. 1781, at Amot, China, speaking on Freemasonry in 
+China said:
+“From time immemorial we find the square and compasses used by 
+Chinese writers to symbolize precisely the same phrases of moral 
+conduct as in our system of Freemasonry.  The earliest passage known 
+to me which bears upon the subject is to be found in the Book of 
+History embracing the period reaching from the twenty-fourth to the 
+seventh century before Christ.  There is an account of a military 
+expedition where we read:
+“Ye Officers of government, apply the Compasses!”
+“In another part of the same venerable record a Magistrate is spoken 
+of as:  ‘A man of the level, or the level man.’
+“The public discourses of Confucius provide us with several Masonic 
+allusions of a more or less definite character.  For instance, when 
+recounting his own degrees of moral progress in life, the Master 
+tells us that only at seventy-five years of age could he venture to 
+follow the inclinations of his heart without fear of ‘transgressing 
+the limits of the square.’  This would be 481 B.C., but it is in the 
+words of the great follower, Mencius, who flourished nearly two 
+hundred years later, that we meet with a fuller and more impressive 
+Masonic phraseology.  In one chapter we are taught that just as the 
+most skilled articifers are unable, without the aid of the square and 
+compasses, to produce perfect rectangles or perfect circles, so must 
+all men apply these tools figuratively to their lives, and the level 
+and the markingline besides, if they would walk in the straight and 
+even paths of wisdom, and keep themselves within the bounds of honor 
+and virtue.  In Book IV we read:
+“The compasses and Square are the embodiment of the rectangular and 
+the round, just as the prophets of old were the embodiment of the due 
+relationship between man and man.” 
+In Book IV we find these words:
+“The Master Mason, in teaching his apprentices, makes use of the 
+compasses and the square.  Ye who are engaged in the pursuit of 
+wisdom must also make use of the compasses and the square.”
+In the “Great Learning,” admitted on all sides to date from between 
+300 to 400 years before Christ, in Chapter 10, we read that a man 
+should abstain from doing unto others what he would not they should 
+do unto him:  “this,” adds the writer, “is called the principle of 
+acting on the square.”
+Independently of the Chinese, all peoples in all ages have thought of 
+this fundamental angle, on which depends the solidity and lasting 
+quality of buildings, as expressive of the virtues of honesty, 
+uprightness and morality.  Confucius, Plato, the Man of Galilee, 
+stating the Golden Rule in positive form, all make the square an 
+emblem of virtue.
+In this very antiquity of the Craft’s greatest symbol is a deep 
+lesson; the nature of a square is as unchanging as truth itself.  It 
+was always so, it will always be so.  So, also, are those principles 
+of mind and character symbolized by the square; the tenets of the 
+builder’s guild expressed by a square.  They have always been so, 
+they will always be so.  From their very nature they must ring as 
+true on the farthest star as here.
+So will Freemasonry always read it, that its gentle message perish 
+not from the earth!
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   April, 1935   No.4
+
+THREE PRINCIPAL ROUNDS
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+“And Jacob went out from Beersheba, and went toward Haran.  And he 
+lighted upon a certain place, and tarried there all night, because 
+the sun was set; and took of the stones of that place, and put them 
+for his pillows, and lay down in that place to sleep.  And he 
+dreamed, and beheld a ladder set upon the earth, and the top of it 
+reached to heaven; and beheld the angels of God ascending and 
+descending on it.  And, behold, the Lord stood above it, and said, I 
+am the Lord God of Abraham thy father, and the God of Isaac.”
+These words (Genesis XXVIII, 10-13 inclusive)v are the foundation of 
+that beautiful symbol of the Entered Apprentice’s Degree in which the 
+initiate first hears”. . .  the greatest of these is charity, for our 
+faith may be lost in sight, hope ends in fruition, but charity 
+extends beyond the grave, through the boundless realms of eternity.”
+At least two prophets besides the describer of Jacob’s vision have 
+spoken aptly reinforcing words Job said (XXXIII, 14-16):
+“For God speaketh once, yea twice, yet man perceiveth it not.  In a 
+dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in 
+slumberings upon the bed:  Then he openeth the ears of men, and 
+sealeth their instructions.”
+And St. John (I,51):
+“And he said unto him, Verily, verily I say unto you, Hereafter ye 
+shall see heaven open, and the angels of God ascending and descending 
+upon the Son of Man.”
+Since the dawn of thought the ladder has been a symbol of progress, 
+of ascent, of reaching upward, in many mysteries, faiths and 
+religions.  Sometimes the ladder becomes steps, sometimes a stairway, 
+sometimes a succession of gates or, more modernly, of degrees; but he 
+idea of ascent from darkness to light, from ignorance to knowledge 
+and from materially to spiritually is the same whatever the form of 
+the symbol.
+In the Persian Mysteries of Mithras, the candidate ascended a ladder 
+of seven rounds, and also passed through seven caverns, symbolized by 
+seven metals, and by the sun, moon and five planets.  The early 
+religion of Brahma had also a seven stepped ladder.  In the 
+Scandinavian Mysteries the initiate climbed a tree; the Cabalists 
+made progress upward by ten steps.  In the Scottish Rite the initiate 
+encounters the Ladder of Kadosh, also of seven steps, and most of the 
+early tracing boards of the Craft Degrees show a ladder of seven 
+rounds, representing the four cardinal and three theological virtues.
+At one time, apparently, the Masonic ladder had but three steps.  The 
+Prestonian lecture, which Mackey thought was an elaboration of 
+Dunkerly’s system, rests the end of the ladder on the Holy Bible; it 
+reads:
+“By the doctrines contained in the Holy Bible, we are taught to 
+believe in the Divine dispensation of Providence, which belief 
+strengthens our “Faith,” and enables us to ascend the first step.  
+That Faith naturally creates in a “Hope” of becoming partakers of 
+some of the blessed promises therein recorded, which “Hope” enables 
+us to ascend the second step.  But the third and last being “Charity” 
+comprehends the whole, and he who is possessed of this virtue in its 
+ample sense, is said to have arrived at the summit of his profession, 
+or more metaphorically, into an etherial mansion veiled from mortal 
+eye by the starry firmament.”
+The theological ladder is not very old in Masonic symbolism, as far 
+as evidence shows.  Some historians have credited it to Matin Clare, 
+in 1732, but on very slender evidence.  It seems to appear first is a 
+tracing board approximately dated 1776, and has there but three 
+rounds.  As the tracing board is small, the contraction from seven to 
+three may have been a matter of convenience.  If it is true that 
+Dunkerly introduced Jacob’s ladder into the degrees, he my have 
+reduced the steps from seven to three merely to emphasize the number 
+three, so important Masonically; possibly it was to achieve a certain 
+measure of simplicity.  Preston, however, restored the idea of seven 
+steps, emphasizing the theological virtues by denominating them 
+“principal rounds.
+The similarity of Jacob’s Ladder of seven steps to the Winding 
+Stairs, with three, five and seven steps has caused many to believe 
+each but a different form of the same symbol; Haywood says (“The 
+Builder, Vol.5, No.11):
+“Other scholars have opined that the steps were originally the same 
+as the Theological Ladder, and had the same historical origin.  
+Inasmuch as this Theo-logical Ladder symbolized progress, just as 
+does the Winding Stair, some argue that the latter symbol must have 
+come from the same sources as the former.  This interpretation of the 
+matter my be plausible enough, and it may help towards an 
+interpretation of both symbols, but it suffers from an almost utter 
+lack of tangible evidence.”
+Three steps or seven, symbol similar to the Winding Stairs or 
+different in meaning and implications, the theological virtues are 
+intimately interwoven in the Masonic system.  Our many rituals alter 
+the phraseology here and there, but the sense is the same and the 
+concepts identical.
+According to the dictionary (Standard) Faith is “a firm conviction of 
+the truth of what is declared by another . .  .without other 
+evidence:  The assent of the mind or understanding to the truth of 
+what God has revealed.”
+The whole concept of civilization rests upon that form of faith 
+covered in the first definition.  Without faith in promises, credit 
+and the written word society as we know it could not exist.  Nor 
+could Freemasonry have been born, much less lived through many 
+centuries without secular, as distinguished from religious,  faith; 
+faith in the integrity of those who declared that Freemasonry had 
+value to give to those who sought; faith in its genuineness and 
+reality; faith in its principles and practices.
+Yet our ritual declares that the third, not the first, round of the 
+ladder is “the greatest of these” because “faith may be lost in 
+sight.”  Faith is not needed where evidence is presented, and in the 
+far day when the human soul may see for itself the truths we now 
+except without demonstrations, faith may disappear without any con-
+sciousness of loss.  But on earth faith in the divine revelation is 
+of the utmost importance to all, especially from the Masonic 
+standpoint.  No atheist can be made a Mason.  Any man who misstates 
+his belief in Deity in order to become a Mason will have a very 
+unhappy experience in taking the degrees.  Young wrote:
+“Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death To break the  
+shock blind nature cannot shun And lands though smoothly on the 
+further shore.”
+The candidate that has no “bridge across the gulf” will find in the 
+degrees only words which mean nothing.  To the soul on its journey 
+after death, the third round may indeed be of more import than the 
+first; to Masons in their doctrine and their Lodges, the first round 
+is a foundation; lacking it no brother may climb the heights.
+Hope is intimately tied to faith:  “Faith is the substance of things 
+hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.”
+The dictionary declares hope to be “desire with expectations of 
+obtaining: to trust confidently that good will come.”  But the 
+dictionary definition fails to express the mental and spiritual 
+importance of hope.  Philosophers and poets have done much better.  
+“Where there is no hope, there can be no endeavor,” says Samuel 
+Johnson, phrasing a truism everyone feels though few express.  All 
+ambitions, all human actions, all labors are founded on hope.  It may 
+be crystallized into a firm faith, but in a world in which nothing is 
+certain, the future inevitably is hidden.  We live, love, labor, 
+pray, marry and become Masons. bury our dead with hope in breasts of 
+something beyond.  Pope wrote:
+
+“Hope spring eternal in the human breast; Many never is, but always 
+to be, blest,” blending a cynicism with the truth.  
+Shakespeare came closer to everyday humanity when he said:
+“True hope is swift, and flies with swallow’s wings; Kings it makes 
+gods, and meaner creatures, kings.”
+Dante could find no more cruel words to write above the entrance to 
+hell than:
+“Abandon all hope, all ye who enter here.”
+Nor can we be argued out of hope; doctors say of a loved one, “she 
+must die,” but we hope; atheists attempt to prove there is no God - 
+we hope.  Facts demonstrate that our dearest ambition can never be 
+realized - yet we hope.  To quote Young again, we are all:
+“Confiding, though confounded; hope coming on, Untaught by trial, 
+unconvinced by proof, And ever looking for the never seen.”
+And yet, vital though hope is to man, to Masons, and thrice vital to 
+faith. our ritual says that charity is greater than either faith or 
+hope.
+To those whom charity means only handing a quarter to a beggar, 
+paying a subscription to the community chest, or sending old clothes 
+to the Salvation army, the declaration that charity is greater than 
+faith or hope is difficult to accept.  Only when the word “charity” 
+is read to mean “love,” as many scholars say it should be translated 
+in Paul’s magnificent passage in Corinthians, does our ritual become 
+logically intelligible.  Charity of alms can hardly “extend through  
+the boundless realms of eternity.”  To give money to the poor is a 
+beautiful act, but hardly as important, either to the giver or the 
+recipient, as faith or hope.  But to give love, unstinted, without 
+hope of or faith in reward - that, indeed, may well extend to the 
+very foot of the Great White Throne.
+It is worth while to read St. Paul with this meaning of the word in 
+mind; here is the quotation from the King James version, but with the 
+word “love” substituted for the word “charity:”
+“Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not 
+love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal. And though 
+I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all 
+knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove 
+mountains, and have not love, I am nothing. And though I bestow all 
+my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, 
+and have not love, it profiteth me nothing. Love suffereth long, and 
+is kind; Love enveith not; love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed 
+up. Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not 
+easily provoked, thinketh no evil; Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but 
+rejoiceth in the truth.”
+Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth 
+all things. Love never faileth; but whether there be prophecies, they 
+shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there 
+be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part, and we 
+prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that 
+which is in part shall be done away.”
+“When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I 
+thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish 
+things. For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to 
+face; now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am 
+known. And now abideth faith, hope, love; these three; but the 
+greatest of these is love.”
+It is of such charity that a Mason’s faith is made.  He is, indeed, 
+taught the beauty of giving that which is material; the Rite of 
+Destitution shows forth the tender lesson in the first degree; 
+Masonic Homes, Schools, Foundation, Orphanages and Hospitals are the 
+living exponents of the charity which means to give from a plenty to 
+those who have but a paucity.
+The first of the principal tenets of our profession and the third 
+round of Jacob’s Ladder are really one; brotherly love is “the 
+greatest of these” and only when a Mason takes to his heart the 
+reading of charity to be more than alms, does he see the glory of 
+that moral structure the door to which Freemasonry so gently, but so 
+widely, opens.
+Charity of thought for an erring brother; charity which lays a 
+brotherly hand on a troubled shoulder in comfort; charity which 
+exults with the happy and finds joy in his success; charity which 
+sorrows with the grieving and drops a tear in sympathy; charity which 
+opens the heart as well as the pocket book; charity which stretches 
+forth a hand of hope to the hopeless, which aids the helpless, which 
+brings new faith to the crushed . . .aye, these, indeed, may “extend 
+through the boundless realms of eternity.”
+Man is never so close to the divine as when he loves; it is because 
+of that fact that charity, (meaning love,) rather than faith or hope, 
+is truly, “the greatest of these.”
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   May, 1953   No.5
+
+POT OF INCENSE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+Just when the pot of incense became an emblem of the third section of 
+the Sublime Degree can not be stated with certainty.  It is, 
+apparently, and American invention or addition; both McKensie and 
+Kenning say that it is not used in the English work.  The Monitor of 
+Thomas Smith Webb, who worked such ingenious and cunning changes in 
+the Prestonian work, gives the commonly accepted wording:
+“The Pot of Incense is an emblem of a pure heart; this is always an 
+acceptable sacrifice to the Deity; and as this glows with fervent 
+heat, so should our hearts continually glow with gratitude to the 
+great and beneficent author of our existence for the manifold 
+blessings and comforts we enjoy.”
+Jeremy Cross prints it among the delightfully quaint illustrations in 
+the “True Masonic Chart” - illustrations which were from the not 
+altogether uninspired pencil of one Amos Doolittle, of New Haven.
+However the Pot of Incense came into American rituals, it is present 
+in nearly all, and in substantially the same form, both pictorially 
+and monetarily. If the incense has no great antiquity in the Masonic 
+system, its use dates from the earliest, and clings to it from later, 
+Biblical times, and in Egypt and India it has an even greater 
+antiquity.
+In the very early days, as chronicled in the Bible, incense was 
+associated more with idolatry than with true worship; for instance:
+Because they have forsaken men and have burned incense unto other 
+Gods, that they might provoke me to anger with all the works of their 
+hands; therefore my wrath shall be poured out upon this place, and 
+shall not be quenched.  (II Chronicles, 25-34).
+To what purpose cometh there to me incense from Sheba, and the sweet 
+cane from a far country? your burnt offerings are not acceptable, nor 
+your sacrifices sweet unto me.  (Jeremiah 6-20).
+Moreover I will cause to  cease in Moab, saith the Lord, him that 
+offereth in the high places, and him that burneth incense to his 
+Gods.  (Jeremiah 35-48).
+However, when the worship of JHVH (Which we call Jehova) was 
+thoroughly established, burning incense changed from a heathenish, 
+idolatrous custom to a great respectability and a place in the Holy 
+of Holies.  Leviticus 12-16, 13 sounds this keynote:
+And he take a censer full of burning coals of fire from off the altar 
+before the Lord, and his hands full of sweet incense beaten small, 
+and bring it within the vail: 
+And he shall put the incense upon the fire before the Lord, that the 
+cloud of incense may cover the mercy seat that is upon the testimony, 
+that he dieth not.
+Later, incense was associated with wealth and luxurious living, as in 
+the Song of Solomon:
+Who is it that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, 
+perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the powders of the 
+merchant?  (3-6)/
+Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the 
+mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.  (406).
+Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are 
+under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of 
+Lebanon. Spikenard and saffron; caslamus and cinnamon, with all trees 
+of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices. (4-14).
+In ancient Egypt incense was much used; sculptures and monuments of 
+remote dynasties bear testimony to its popularity.  Many a Pharaoh is 
+depicted with censor in one hand, the other casting into it the 
+oastils or osselets of incense.  In embalming the Egyptians used all 
+the various gums and spices “except” frankincense, which was set 
+apart and especially consecrated to the worship of the Gods.
+In India incense has always been a part of the worship of the 
+thousands of Gods and Goddesses of that strange land.  Buddhism has 
+continued its use to this day as a part of the ceremonies of worship 
+- as, indeed, have some Christian churches - and in Nepal, Tibet, 
+Ceylon, Burma, China and Japan it is a commonplace in many temples.
+The list of materials which can be incorporated into incense is very 
+long; the incense of the Bible is of more than one variety, there 
+being a distinction between incense and frankincense , although a 
+casual reading of these two terms in many Biblical references makes 
+them seem to be any sacrificial smoke of a pleasant odor.  Ordinarily 
+it was made of various vegetable substances of high pungency; 
+opobalsamun, onycha, galbanum and sometimes pure frankincense also, 
+mixed in equal proportion with some salt.  Frankincense, a rare gum, 
+is often coupled with myrrh as an expensive and therefore highly 
+admiring and complimentary gift; recall the Wise Men before the 
+infant Jesus:
+“And when they were come into the house, they saw the young child 
+with Mary his Mother, and fell down, and worshipped him:  and when 
+they opened their treasures, they presented him gifts; gold, and 
+frankincense, and myrrh.  (Matthew 2-11).”
+Where or how the use of incense arose, of course is a sealed mystery 
+as far as evidence goes.  Modern science, however, enables a 
+reasonable guess to be made.
+Of the five senses, smell is the most closely associated with memory 
+and mood.  To neither sight nor sound does the emotional part of 
+personality respond as it does to odor.  The scent of certain flowers 
+so surely spells grief to many that they will leave a room in which 
+tube roses or lilies fill the air with scent.  Certain odors are so 
+intimately identified with certain experiences that they become for 
+all time pleasant, or the reverse; few who have smelled ether or 
+iodoform from personal experience in hospitals enjoy these, in 
+themselves not unpleasant smells; any man who has loved outdoor life 
+and camping cannot smell wood smoke without being homesick for the 
+streams and fields; he who made love to his lady in lilac time is 
+always sentimental when he again sniffs that perfume, and the high 
+church votary is uplifted by the smell of incense.
+In the ceremonials of ancient Israel doubtless the first use of 
+incense was protections against unpleasant odors associated with the 
+slaughtering of cattle and scorching of flesh in the burnt offering. 
+At first, but an insurance against discomfort, incense speedily 
+became associated with religious rites.  Today men neither kill nor 
+offer flesh at an altar, but only the perfume of “frankincense and 
+myrrh.”
+The Masonic pot of incense is intimately associated with prayer, but 
+its symbolic significance is not a Masonic invention.
+Psalms 141-2 reads: “Let my prayer be set forth before thee as 
+incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.”
+Revelations 8-3 reads: “And another angel came and stood at the 
+altar, having a golden censer; and there was given unto him much 
+incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon 
+the golden altar which was before the throne.”
+The association of a sweet smell in the air, which scattered after it 
+gave pleasure with prayers to an Unseen Presence is easy to 
+understand, even that it arose in primitive minds.  Prayer was 
+offered and rose on high - so its utterers hoped.   It was never seen 
+of men.  It returned not.  Its very giving gave pleasure.  These 
+statements are as true of burning incense as of prayer.
+What is less obvious, although the ritual is plain enough on the 
+subject, is that it is not only incense, but a “pot” which is the 
+Masonic symbol.  If the sweet savor of incense is like unto a prayer, 
+so is the pot from which it comes like unto the human heart which 
+prays.
+Now prayer may come from an impure as well as from a pure heart.  But 
+incense is invariably sweet in smell, and so the pot from which it 
+comes is an emblem of a heart pure, sweet and unsullied.
+Just what “purity” is as applied to a heart is a moot question.  Very 
+unfortunately the word “pure” has been debased - the word is used 
+advisedly - in certain dogmas to mean “ignorant” - as a “pure” young 
+girl; a “pure” woman.  According to this definition a female may be a 
+virago, a cheat, a liar, slander her neighbors, steal, even commit a 
+murder; but, if she is a virgin, she is “pure.”
+Masonically, the word means nothing of the kind.  In 1921 M.W. George 
+H. Dern, Past Grand Master of Utah (Now Secretary of War) contributed 
+some thoughts on “Monitorial Symbolism of the Third Degree and Its 
+Application to Everyday Life” to columns of “The Builder.”  
+Originally written for the Committee on Masonic Education of the 
+Grand Lodge of Utah, these paragraphs were at once so practical and 
+so pungent that the (then) great Masonic Journal gave them wider 
+circulation.
+Quoting the Ritual about the Pot of Incense, M.W. Brother Dern said: 
+“A sentiment so lofty is not easily applied to the practical, prosaic 
+events of a busy day.  To have a pure heart is to be true to 
+yourself, true to your best ideals, and honest with your thoughts.  
+“To Thine Own Self Be True. . . Thou Canst Not Then Be False To Any 
+Man.”  Living a life of deceit and double-dealing never made anyone 
+happy.  Riches or pleasures acquired in that way bring only remorse, 
+and eventually the soul cries out in anguish for that peace of mind 
+which is man’s most precious possession,. and which is the companion 
+of a pure heart.
+“Purity of heart means conscientiousness, and that means sincerity.  
+Without sincerity there can be no real character.  But sincerity 
+alone is not enough.  There must go with it a proper degree of 
+intelligence and love of one’s fellows.  For example, a man may 
+believe that the emotion of pity and the desire to relieve the 
+necessities of others is intrinsically noble and elevating, and he 
+indulges in indiscriminate giving, without realizing the evil 
+consequences, in the way of fraud, laziness and inefficiency and 
+habitual dependence that his ill considered acts produce upon those 
+whom he intends to benefit.  Again, a man may be perfectly sincere in 
+talking about the shortcomings of another, and he may justify himself 
+by saying that he is telling nothing but the truth.  But, merely 
+because they are true is no reason why unpleasant and harmful things 
+should be told.  To destroy a reputation is no way to aid a brother 
+who has erred.  Better far overlook his mistakes, and extend him a 
+helping hand.
+“Without multiplying examples, let it be understood that the truly 
+conscientious man must not simply be sincere, but he must have high 
+ideals and standards, and moreover, he must not be satisfied with 
+those standards.  Rather he must revise them from time to time, and 
+that means self-examination, to see if he possesses the love and 
+courage that must go with sincerity in order to make progress in 
+building character.  For in this direction again there must be 
+constant progress.  To be content with what we have accomplished is 
+fatal.  As James A. Garfield once said, “I must do something to keep 
+my thoughts fresh and growing.  I dread nothing so much as falling 
+into a rut and feeling myself becoming a fossil.”
+Many words in the ritual have changed meanings since they were first 
+used.  The Masonic term “profane,” for instance, originally meant 
+“without the temple” - one not initiated, not of the craft.  Today it 
+means blasphemous, which is no part of the Masonic definition of the 
+word.  “Sacrifice” in our Monitor seems to come under this 
+classification.
+In the Old Testament, a sacrifice before the altar was the offering 
+of something - burned flesh, burning incense, pure oil or wine - 
+which involved the sacrificer giving something valuable to him; the 
+sacrifice was an evidence before all men that the sacrificer valued 
+his kinship with the Most High more than his possession of that which 
+he offered.
+In our ritual the word has lost this significance.  The pot of 
+incense as an emblem of a pure heart “which is always an acceptable 
+sacrifice to the Deity” can hardly connote the idea that a Mason 
+desires to keep his “pure heart” for himself, but because of love of 
+God is willing to give it up.  Rather does it denote that he who 
+gives up worldly pleasures, mundane ideas and selfish cravings which 
+may interfere with “purity of life and conduct” as set forth in other 
+parts of the ritual, does that which is acceptable to the Great 
+Architect.
+Masonically, “pure” seems to mean honest, sincere, genuine, real, 
+without pretense and “sacrifice” to denote that which is pleasing to 
+the most high.
+So read, the Masonic pot of incense becomes an integral part of the 
+philosophy of Freemasonry, and not a mere moral interjection in the 
+emblems of the third degree.  For all of the magnificent body of 
+teaching which is self revealed, half concealed in the symbolism of 
+Freemasonry, nothing stands out more plainly, or calls with a louder 
+voice, than her insistence on these simple yet profound virtues of 
+the human heart lumped together in one phrase as “a man of higher 
+character” . . .in other words, one with a “pure heart,” “pure” 
+meaning undefiled by the faults and frailties of so many of the 
+children of men. 
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   June. 1935   No.6
+
+HOUR GLASS AND SCYTHE
+
+by: Unknown
+
+In nearly all Masonic rituals in the United States, these two emblems 
+of the third degree are explained in practically the form given by 
+Thomas Smith Webb:
+“The Hour-Glass is an emblem of human life; behold! how swiftly the 
+sands run, and how rapidly our lives are drawing to a close.  We 
+cannot, without astonishment, behold the little particles which are 
+contained in this machine, how they pass away almost imperceptibly, 
+and yet to our surprise, in the short space of an hour, they are all 
+exhausted.  Thus wastes man!  today, he puts forth the tender leaves 
+of hope; tomorrow, blossoms and bears his blushing honors which upon 
+him; the next day comes a frost, which nips the shoot, and when he 
+thinks his greatness is still aspiring, he falls, like autumn leaves, 
+to enrich our mother earth.
+“The Scythe is an emblem of time, which cuts the brittle thread of 
+life and launches us into eternity.  Behold, what havoc the scythe of 
+time makes amongst the human race; if by chance we should escape the 
+numerous evils incident to childhood and youth, and with that health 
+and vigor arrive to the years of manhood, yet withall we must soon be 
+cut down by the all-devouring scythe of time, and be gathered into 
+the land where our fathers are gone before us.
+Both these emblems seems to be inventions of the ingenious and 
+resourceful American who left do tremendous an imprint upon our 
+ceremonies.  MacKensie, the English Masonic encyclopedist, says of 
+the hour glass:  “Used in the third degree by Webb - but not 
+essential nor authorized in any way.
+Of the scythe, he says:  “Since the time of Webb, the scythe has been 
+adopted in the American system of Freemasonry, as an emblem of the 
+power of time in destroying the institutions of mankind.  In England 
+it is no regarded as of any typical meaning.”
+Woodford, in Kenning’s Encyclopedia, says:  “Hour Glass - Said by 
+some to be a Masonic symbol, Oliver inter alios, as an emblem of 
+human life; but in our opinion, not strictly speaking so. Woodford 
+does not mention the scythe.
+
+Mackey, (Clegg revised edition)b credits the hour glass to Webb and 
+states:  “As a Masonic symbol it is of comparatively modern date.”
+The familiar illustrations of these emblems, shown on many if not 
+most Lodge charts, and in that collection of monstrosities which 
+commercial companies have sold to confiding Lodges on lantern slides 
+to illustrate the lectures, are based on the Doolittle pictures in 
+the “True Masonic Chart” of Jeremy Cross.
+Here the scythe appears in the drawing of the marble monument, held 
+under the arm of the very chubby Father Time, who is provided with a 
+most substantial p[air of wings.  It also appears as a separate 
+illustration for the “scythe of time.”  In the same quaint work the 
+hour glass is illustrated with a pair of open wings.
+If young in Freemasonry, both scythe and hour glass are very old.  
+Old Testament days knew the sickle; ancient Egypt had reaping knives.  
+Just when the knife or sickle was curved into the familiar two-handed 
+tool with the crooked handle is less important than that it was earl 
+associated with a symbolic meaning, as an instrument for the reaping 
+of humanity, the cutting off of life.  Revelation 14-14 to 20 
+inclusive, is illustrative:
+“And I looked, and behold a white cloud, and upon the cloud one sat 
+like unto the Son of man, having on his head a golden crown, and in 
+his hand a sharp sickle.  And another angel came out of the temple, 
+crying with a loud voice to him that sat on the cloud, Thrust in thy 
+sickle, and reap; for the time is come for thee to reap; for the 
+harvest of the earth is ripe.  And he that sat on the cloud thrust in 
+his sickle on the earth; and the earth was reaped.  And another angel 
+came out of the temple which is in heaven, he also having a sharp 
+sickle.  And another angel came out from the altar, which had power 
+over fire; and cried with a loud cry to him that had the sharp sickle 
+, saying; 
+Thrust thy sickle, and gather the clusters of the vine of the earth; 
+for her grapes are fully ripe.  And the angle thrust in his sickle 
+into the earth, and gathered the vine of the earth, and cast it into 
+the great winepress of the wrath of God.  And the winepress was 
+trodden without the city, and blood came out of the winepress, even 
+unto the horse bridles, by the space of a thousand and six hundred 
+furlongs.”
+Ancient Greece and Rome knew three cruel fates; Clotho, Lachesis and 
+Atropos.  Clotho held the distaff from which the thread of life was 
+spun by Lachesis, while Atropos wielded the shears and cut the thread 
+when life was ended.  They were deemed cruel because neither she who 
+held the staff of life, she who spun the thread nor she who cut it, 
+regarded the wishes of any man.
+In the Sublime Degree Freemasons hear a beautiful prayer, taken 
+almost wholly from the Book of Job (14, to 14 inclusive).  Just why 
+the fathers of the ritual thought they could improve upon Job, and 
+left out here a verse, thee substituted a word, is a sealed mystery.  
+The phrases of the King James version seem intimately connected with 
+the ritual of our hour glass and scythe of time:
+Man that is born of a woman is of a few days and full of trouble.  He 
+cometh forth like a flower, and is cut ; he fleeth also as a shadow, 
+and continueth not.  And dost thou open thine eyes upon such a one, 
+and bringest me unto judgment with thee?  Who can bring a clean thing 
+out of an unclean? not one.  Seeing his days are determined, the 
+number of his months are with thee, thou hast appointed his bounds 
+that he cannot pass; turn from him, that he may rest, till he shall 
+accomplish, as an hireling, his day.  For there is hope of a tree, if 
+it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch 
+thereof will not cease.  Though the root thereof wax old in the 
+earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; Yet through the scent 
+of water it will bud, and bring boughs like a plant.  But man dieth, 
+and wasteth away; yea, man giveth up the ghost, and where is he?  As 
+the Waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up; 
+so man lieth down and riseth not; till the heavens be no more, they 
+shall not awake, nor be raised out of their sleep.  O that thou 
+wouldest keep me secret, until thy wrath be past, that thou wouldest 
+appoint me a set time and remember me!  If a man die, shall he live 
+again?  All the days of my appointed time will I wait, till my change 
+come.”
+“If a man die, shall he live again?”  Job’s cry of despair has rung 
+down the centuries; it is one of Freemasonry’s glories that her 
+answer is as ringing!  Her tragedy ends in hope; her assurances of 
+immortality are positive.  Ritual of hour glass and scythe, if read 
+alone, is gloomy and disheartening, but not as parts of a whole which 
+end in a certainty of immortality.
+Measurement of time has demanded the attention of learned men in all 
+ages.  Our modern clocks, watches and chronometers have a long and 
+intricate history, and many ancestors quite unlike their descendants; 
+among them the sun dial and hour glass.  Just how old the instrument 
+is which measures time by the slow dropping of liquid or running sand 
+is not easily stated; ancient Egypt knew a water clock and Plato is 
+said to have invented the “Clepsydra,” in water drips from container 
+to container, marking hate passing of hours.  The substitution of 
+sand for water must have occurred early, sand having the great 
+advantage that it runs more slowly than water and does not evaporate 
+in the process.  The sealed semi-vacuum double bulbs of more modern 
+days were then, of course, unknown.
+Nor can the earliest symbolic relationship between the passage of 
+hours and days and man’s life both here and hereafter be stated; the 
+connection between time and life is so intimate that it is difficult 
+to believe that ideas of duration as a factor of life, as well as a 
+practical matter of eating, sleeping, etc., did not arise 
+coincidentally.  
+Both old and New Testaments have this poetry; Isaiah 38-10:
+“I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the 
+grave:  I am deprived of the residue of my years.”
+and John 5-25:
+“Verily, verily, I say unto you; The hour is coming, and now is, when 
+the dead shall hear the voice of the Son of God: and they that hear 
+shall live.”
+The brethren who built upon the simple esoteric work of operative 
+Lodges the magnificent system of philosophy, life and morals which is 
+our Freemasonry, wrought  with the viewpoint of their times.  Yet the 
+abiding spirit of the ritual is a reality, otherwise it would not 
+have lived in men’s hearts and worked its gentle miracles for so long 
+a period.  Apparently taking some somber pleasure from dwelling on 
+mortality, decay, the evening of life, old age and death; these early 
+Masonic ritualists nevertheless builded well when they endeavored to 
+impress upon all brethren the vital importance of time.  Indeed, time 
+is so intimately interwoven in the degrees of Freemasonry (see Short 
+Talk Bulletin, January, 1928) that it very obviously has a symbolic 
+ass well as moral significance.
+Shakespeare wrote of “the inaudible and noiseless foot of time,” and 
+“time the nurser and breeder of all good.” Richter denominated time 
+“the chrysalis of eternity;” Franklin called it “the herb that cures 
+all diseases.”  Tusser said:  “Time tries the truth in everything,” 
+echoing Cicero’s “Time is the herald of truth.”  Paine dug the meat 
+from this nut in writing “Time makes more converts than reason.”
+Freemasonry’s ritual deals with time in a strictly limited sense; we 
+speak of a definite number of years the temple was in building; of 
+the days the Master was buried; of the scythe of time, which cuts the 
+brittle thread of life; of the hour glass which marks the passing of 
+life.  But in the symbolic sense Freemasonry makes of time a vast 
+conception, allied with the very fundamentals of God and the 
+hereafter.  Her whole teaching is of the preparation for another and 
+better life by a substantial and an honorable living of this one.  
+Freemasonry makes a very clear distinction between everyday time, 
+which all men share; - eight hours for labor, eight hours for God and 
+a worthy brother, and eight hours for refreshment and sleep - and the 
+time his immortal part must spend in the hereafter.
+The scythe of time “cuts the brittle thread of life and launches us 
+into eternity.”  The immortal part of man “never, never, never, 
+dies.”  “Time, patience and persever-ance will accomplish all 
+things.”  “Through the valley of the shadow of death, he may finally 
+arise from the tomb of transgression to shine as the stars, forever 
+and ever.”
+Quotations might be multiplied; they will occur to all whom the 
+ritual is familiar.  Lucky the Master Mason who has grasped the 
+deeper meanings of the hour glass and the scythe, and comforted is he 
+who see behind their gloomy outlook a gleam of light; “In the night 
+of death hope sees a star and love can hear the flutter of an angel’s 
+wing,” as the great agnostic phrased it.”
+The timelessness of time is a hard conception; that eternity has 
+neither beginning nor ending is beyond the mental grasp even of great 
+philosophers.  Let a poet bring the unbringable within reach:
+		DURATION
+Aweary of the endless days, my lot I wept
+That life and love, too long, should pass so slow.
+Some Power my eyelids touched, so that I slept
+And stood upon a star.  I saw below, 
+Alone in space, our tiny earthly sphere;
+Its continents but islands in the deep;
+Its tempest but a breeze; its mountains sheer,
+Low hill; its oceans only ponds, asleep.
+The northern ice revolved about a stone,
+A mighty boulder, grim and great and high;
+An hundred miles it stretched its length, moss-grown;
+An hundred miles it towered to the sky
+So rapid spun the giant pigmy world
+Years sped as seconds.  By some mighty Law
+Ten centuries in empty space were hurled
+As I drew breath.  A little bird I saw
+Which rubbed its beak against the rock.  “See, there
+He sharpens it, “ a Voice said in my ear,
+“Once every thousand years.”  I watched it wear
+The granite down until a pole was clear.
+When that gigantic task , by one small bird
+In cycles of a thousand years. at last 
+Was done again the Silent Voice I heard:
+“But one day of Eternity has passed!”
+I woke; so much to do before day’s end!
+I heard the call to labor as a chime, 
+A song of instants I have yet to spend;
+      “Not life nor love is long, but only time!”
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   July, 1935   No.7
+
+JURISDICTIONAL CONTRASTS
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+The forty-nine Grand Lodges of the continental United States live in 
+peace and harmony together, each recognizing all the others, each 
+practicing the same principles, teaching the same truths, inculcating 
+the same philosophies.
+In minor details, ritual is different in all; larger matters differ 
+in some, but in all the essentials are the same. Yet different 
+climates, longitudes and latitudes; character of people, political 
+ideas, State and Jurisdictional history have all made their marks on 
+what may be termed, for want of better words, the” body politic” of 
+the several Grand Lodges, with the result that diverse practices and 
+different laws are found in several States.  These present many 
+interesting contrasts, some of which are here set forth.  Each Grand 
+Jurisdiction, necessarily and properly, is a law unto itself in its 
+own affairs, is, as a matter of course, right in its own 
+pronouncements.
+Election customs differ widely,  Grand Masters, Grand Wardens and 
+Grand Secretaries are elected in all forty-nine Jurisdictions, but in 
+Iowa, Massachusetts and Mississippi the Deputy Grand Master is 
+appointed by the Grand Master.  In Nebraska and Washington there is 
+no Grand Treasurer.  Only one Jurisdiction, the District of Columbia, 
+elects as far “down the line” as stewards.
+Grand Officers are not the same in all Jurisdictions.  
+All have Grand Masters, Deputy Grand Masters, Grand Wardens, Grand 
+Secretaries, Grand Deacons and Grand Tilers.  Some have other 
+officers:  in Some Jurisdictions are to be found; 
+Grand Auditor, Grand Orator, Grand Bible Bearer, Grand Chaplain, 
+Grand Custodian, Grand Director of Ceremonies, Grand Historian, Grand 
+Instructor, Grand Lecturer, Grand Librarian, Grand Marshal, Grand 
+Master of Instruction, Grand Musical Director, Grand Organist, Grand 
+Pursuivant, Grand Purveyor, Grand Sword Bearer, Grand Senior and 
+Junior Stewards; and Grand Standard Bearer.
+It is also to be noted that in forty-one Jurisdictions Wardens, 
+Deacons and Stewards are “Senior Grand” and “Junior Grand,” while in 
+eight they are “Grand Senior” and Grand Junior.”  In Missouri, 
+Wardens are Senior and Junior Grand, while Deacons and Stewards are 
+Grand Senior and Junior.  Stewards in both Carolinas are neither 
+Senior nor Junior, and in Georgia are First, second and Third Grand 
+Stewards.  New York has twelve Grand Sword Bearers, twelve Grand 
+Stewards, twelve Grand Directors of Ceremonies.  Massachusetts has 
+District Grand Masters, not to be confused with District Deputies, 
+which are officers in many States.
+In a great majority of Jurisdictions, the appointive power is vested 
+wholly in the Grand Master, but in seven some officers are appointed 
+by Wardens or the Grand Secretary.
+All Grand Jurisdictions elect annually; ten invariably elect a 
+retiring Grand Master for a second term; two others often do.  
+Massachusetts almost invariably elects the same Grand Master three 
+years in succession.  In times gone by Maryland reelected the same 
+Grand Master year after year; only recently has that Grand Lodge had 
+a living Past Grand Master.   So far, M.W. Brother Gorsuch is the 
+only living P.G.M. in the Grand Lodge of Maryland.
+Iowa and Massachusetts choose Grand Masters for the ensuing year 
+“from the floor.”  Neither Maine nor Delaware “advance the line” 
+below Deputy Grand Master, although of course no law prevents it.  
+Thus, in two Jurisdictions a brother does not have to serve as a 
+Grand Lodge officer before being elected to the Grand East; in at 
+least two he may serve in only one station before election as Grand 
+Master.  In some Jurisdictions the length of service runs up to as 
+high as twelve stations in which an officer serves before becoming 
+Grand Master.
+All Grand Lodges but Michigan have some appointive Grand Officers.  
+In eighteen Grand Lodges it is customary to elect the highest 
+appointive officer to the lowest elective position; in twenty-nine 
+Jurisdictions this is not done, the choice for the lowest  elective 
+position being open.  Many Grand Lodges either permit or require 
+nominations; some made openly from the floor; others secretly, in 
+writing.  In a majority of Jurisdictions, nomination is forbidden.
+Grand Lodge officers’ titles vary.  Forty-eight Jurisdictions call 
+the Grand Master “Most Worshipful;” in Pennsylvania he is “Right 
+Worshipful.”  Forty-six Jurisdictions call the Grand Secretary “Right 
+Worshipful” - Arizona, California and Nevada denominate both Grand 
+Secretary and Grand Treasurer, “Very Worshipful.”  Some Grand 
+Jurisdictions, such as Connecticut and New Jersey, give “Right 
+Worshipful” to all Grand Lodge Officers; others, such as the District 
+of Columbia, give “Right Worshipful” only to the Deputy Grand Master, 
+Grand Secretary and Treasurer; and Grand Wardens.  In some 
+Jurisdictions a Grand Secretary or Treasurer is Most Worshipful if he 
+is a Past Grand Master - in Virginia where it is customary to appoint 
+the immediate Past Grand Master as Grand Junior Steward, he keeps his 
+title of “Most Worshipful.”  Thirty-nine Jurisdictions give the title 
+won by service to the Past Officer for life; others allow him to keep 
+it only if he filled an elective office; still others give a life 
+title only to a Past Grand Master.
+Most Grand Lodges meet but once a year, but there are exceptions.  
+Massachusetts and Pennsylvania met quarterly, with an extra 
+Communication on St., John;s Day in winter; the District of Columbia 
+meets semi-annually, with an extra Communication on St. John’s Day in 
+the winter; Maryland, New Hampshire and Rhode Island meet twice 
+yearly.  Grand Lodges meet every month of the year except July; three 
+in January, six in February, five in March, three in April, eight in 
+May, eleven in June, two in August, six in September, six in October, 
+three in November and six in December.
+In five Grand Lodges, Lodges are represented only by the Masters; in 
+twenty-six by Masters and Wardens; in fifteen by Masters, Wardens and 
+one Past Master; in two by Masters, Wardens and special 
+representatives to Grand Lodge.
+That a Lodge may instruct its representatives is an ancient right, 
+specifically set forth in the Old Charges.  But the Old Charge does 
+not state that representatives must follow their instructions.  
+Masonic opinion is divided on the subject; twenty-one Grand 
+Jurisdictions permit Lodge Representatives to disregard Lodge 
+instructions and vote as per their consciences, thus making of Grand 
+Lodge a deliberative body of Masonry, rather that a House of 
+Representatives in which each delegate represents a constituency.
+To brethren familiar only with the form of petition used by their 
+Lodges 0 or, if in a Jurisdiction in which a standard Grand Lodge 
+form of petition is mandatory, with that paper - the idea that there 
+are as many varieties of ways to ask for the degrees as there are 
+Grand Lodges may come as something of a novelty.  Yet no two Grand 
+Lodges use the same forms, ask the same questions.
+Petitions may vary in size from that of Arkansas, a paper not much 
+larger than a bank check, to those of Arizona, Maine, Michigan, North 
+Dakota, etc., which cover four pages, and those of Tennessee, Utah, 
+etc. which are legal sized documents.
+In addition to the petition, and the formal committee reports, some 
+Jurisdictions use  also a questionnaire; in some this is filled out 
+by the petitioner, in others by the committee.  A majority of the 
+petitions which ask many questions include the questionnaire as a 
+part of the petition.
+All petitions begin with some sort of declaratory statement; a few 
+have also an “authorized statement” or exhortation, which must be 
+read and assented to before the petition is signed.
+Petitions are strictly alike in just five particulars; all require 
+name, age, residence, occupation and a statement as to any previous 
+application.  Nine Grand Jurisdictions do not require the statement 
+that the petitioner believes in God.  This most emphatically does not 
+mean that these Grand Lodges do not require a “belief” in Deity; 
+merely that the Lodges in these States use other means than the 
+petition to satisfy themselves upon that important matter.  Several 
+Grand Lodges ask leading questions regarding religious matters; 
+California wants to know if the petitioner believes in a future 
+existence; Mississippi, New York, and Oregon want a statement as to 
+the belief in the immortality of the soul; Texas asks the petitioner 
+if he believes in the authenticity of the Holy Scriptures, etc.  
+Various Grand Lodges ask questions as to the religious faith of the 
+petitioner, his father’s and mother’s church, what religion his wife 
+follows, of what church he is a member of or attends.
+Certain questions are a direct reflection of local conditions.  If a 
+petitioner has resided less than five years in the District of 
+Columbia, he is asked his previous residence, names and addresses of 
+three persons preferably Masons, there acquainted with him, and, if 
+know to him, by name, number and location of the Masonic Lodge 
+nearest in all places he has lived during that five year period.  The 
+reason is that to Washington come thousands and thousands of men from 
+other Jurisdictions to take up temporary or permanent residence as 
+servants of the government.  This Grand Lodge finds it essential to 
+communicate with Lodges nearest the place a petitioner lived prior to 
+his residence in Washington, that none who were refused for cause be 
+balloted on without due knowledge.
+Other interesting questions are asked by some Grand Lodges.  “What is 
+the nationality of your parents?” is asked by Washington State.  “If 
+you are not a citizen, what is your excuse for not taking out 
+citizenship papers?” is desirable information in Michigan.
+Oregon and Indiana are interested in whether or not a petitioner is a 
+registered voter;  Maine asks where and when the applicant last paid 
+a poll tax.  Overseas Lodge of Rhode Island naturally wants to know 
+the war record, rank, date and character of discharge from the 
+military or naval service of its applicants.  six grand lodges want 
+to know if an applicant is divorced; Oregon asks who sought the 
+divorce; Georgia wants to know the reason.  Some Grand Lodges ask if 
+a petitioner lives with his wife, if previ-ously married and if so, 
+is previous wife living; others like to ascertain if domestic 
+relations are congenial, how many children, their names and ages.  
+Such inquires are directed primarily to learning what are the 
+chances, if any, that petitioners children might become charges upon 
+the Lodge.
+Some Grand Lodge are interested in the petitioners fraternal 
+associations other than Freemasonry; Rhode Island likes to know if 
+the petitioner has held any political or ecclesiastical offices, and 
+many ask searching questions as to the financial abilities of the 
+applicant to pay his fees and dues, how much insurance he carries, 
+how long it has been in force, if he has accident and health as well 
+as life insurance, etc.  Some add inquires as to present and past 
+health , illnesses in last five years, names and addresses of 
+physicians.
+Some Grand Lodges cause a committee to express an opinion upon such 
+matters as reputation for being a law abiding citizen, reputation for 
+truth and honesty, habits which mat tend to degrade morals, financial 
+reputation, has the petitioner gone through bankruptcy, character of 
+his associates, is he engaged in the liquor traffic, a gambler, 
+habitual user of profane or indecent language, etc.
+California desires information as to whether the wife or family is in 
+sympathy with the petitioner becoming a Mason.
+The variation in law and custom governing dimits, affiliations and 
+visiting is so great that more than one Bulletin of this size would 
+be required even to list them, but a few points may be noted.  Dimit 
+is spelled “dimit” in thirty-four Grand Jurisdictions; “Demit” in the 
+others.  Eight Grand Jurisdictions do not require a written 
+application for a Dimit; the others do, except a few which will 
+accept an oral application “provided” it is made in open Lodge.  All 
+require dues to be paid before a dimit is granted; some have other 
+requirements, such as no other indebtedness to the Lodge, no one 
+claiming right to file charges, a statement of the intention to 
+affiliate with another Lodge.  Oklahoma will not grant a dimit to a 
+brother who is not proficient in the Master’s Degree.
+Half the Grand Lodges require a Lodge vote before a dimit is granted; 
+half permit the Master to order a dimit if the precedent conditions 
+are fulfilled; Arizona, only if the dimit is “non-recommendatory.”
+In most Grand Lodges a dimit may be granted on request; in Michigan, 
+dimits are given only to brethren who remove from the State; Montana 
+“must” give a dimit to join another Lodge; if, however, the applicant 
+desires to become a non-affiliate, he may or may not be given a 
+dimit.  Nevada only gives a dimit to brethren within her borders if 
+they desire to affiliate with another Lodge, which is also true of 
+New York, except if  another desires to be “dropped from the rolls” 
+(become a non-affiliate) he is entitled to a dimit in the Empire 
+State.
+In thirty-four Grand Lodges a dimit is unlimited as to time; in 
+others a dimit is valid from three months to one year.
+Visiting by an unaffiliated mason is a matter of much diversity.  in 
+eleven grand jurisdictions there is no limit as to the number of 
+times, or the length of time, a non affiliate may visit.  In some 
+States the unaffiliated  may visit for six months; in eight he may 
+visit three times; in five he may visit once; in the District of 
+Columbia, once in each Lodge.  In three States an unaffiliated may 
+not visit at all.
+“Good standing cards” are required of would-be visitors in twenty-
+five States; in eighteen they are not asked for; one Grand Lodge 
+leaves it “up to the Tiler.”
+These pages are not intended to be a complete exposition of all the 
+contrasts in Masonic laws, but merely an indication of the wide 
+divergences of opinion, custom, and practice which exists in our far-
+flung Freemasonry.  That forty-nine Grand jurisdictions live side by 
+side, neighborly, friendly, in the complete harmony “which is the 
+Strength and support of all well regulated institutions,” while so at 
+variance in details, is a tribute to the strength as well as to the 
+elasticity of the Mystic Tie.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   August, 1935   No.8
+
+OLD ROMANCE
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+“Old Charges” - “Manuscript Constitutions” - Manuscript Rolls” - do 
+these sound forbidding, only for students and delvers into musty 
+antiquity?  They should not, for in their withered pages and faint 
+inks of days long gone lies old romance of Freemasonry, a genuine 
+thrill for him who finds joy in being one of a long, unbroken line of 
+brethren which stretches back into a dim and distant past.
+Some seventy-six of these old manuscripts are in existence; nine more 
+are printed versions of ancient lineage, and thirteen others are know 
+to have existed.  Whether these latter have been destroyed, or will 
+yet be found, only time will tell.
+The oldest of Freemasonry’s documents is the “Regius Poem,” sometimes 
+called the Halliwell Manuscript.  It days from the fourteenth 
+century; it probably was written A.D.  1390; antiquarians are fairly 
+well agreed that while it can hardly be from earlier, and it could be 
+from a few years later.
+It is the only one which is wholly in verse; an especially 
+interesting circumstance in view of its age.  
+Before the invention of printing, when writing was an art known only 
+to a few learned men, it was common practice to pass important 
+information from man to man by means of song, doggerel, sayings with 
+some meter or rhythm which made them easy to remember.  As the Regius 
+Poem is obviously a copy of some older document, or documents, its 
+form bears out the contention of critics that its antiquity of 
+substance is much greater than the date of its writing
+Never a freemason attends lodge who does not utter the closing words 
+of this ancient poem, which so far as evidence goes, are thus the 
+oldest words in our ritual. . “Amen - So Mote It Be.”
+The manuscript is beautifully hand written, on sixty-four pages of 
+vellum, some four by five inches in size.  The script, is old 
+English, and many of the words are difficult for the non-antiquarian 
+reader to understand.
+For instance, the first two lines are:
+Whose wol bothe wel rede and loke
+He may fynde wryte yn olde boke
+Which is literally:
+Who will both well read and look
+He may find written in an old book
+G.W. Speth, famous English Masonic authority, compiled a glossary of 
+the old English words of the poem, invaluable to those who wish to 
+translate this oldest document of the Craft.
+The Monk or Priest - which the writer probably was - embellished his 
+work with red shading on all initial letters.  The “Fifteen 
+articles,” and “fifteen point” - “articulus”  and “punctus” in the 
+poem - are also in red.  The verse is written in couplets, the 
+majority of which are bracketed at the right hand side in red.
+The poem has seven hundred ninety-four lines, of which the first five 
+hundred seventy-six are Masonic, the rest being a sort of sermon, 
+with a distinctly Roman Church flavor, including references to “the 
+sins seven,” “the sweet lady” (Virgin Mary), “holy water,” etc.
+The document is of intense interest to Freemasons for many reasons; 
+the fifteen articles and points, repeated with variations in a large 
+number of the older manuscripts, are incontrovertible evidence that 
+Masonry even in those early days endeavored to inculcate morality, 
+clean living and right thinking; develop character, thus having a 
+speculative side in operative days.  Indeed, Robert Freke Gould, 
+famous Masonic Historian, initiated a controversy that has not yet 
+ended when he commented on this poem as follows:
+“These rules of decorum read very curiously in the present age, but 
+their inapplicability to the 
+circumstances of the working Masons of the fourteenth or fifteenth 
+century will be at once apparent.  They were intended for the 
+gentlemen of those days, and in the instruction for behavior in the 
+presence of a Lord at table and in the society of ladies - would have 
+been equally out of place in a code of manners drawn up for the use 
+of a Guild or Craft of Artisans.”
+In other words Gould thought the “code of manners” was intended for 
+speculative Masons, and that gentlemen, not engaged as Craftsmen, had 
+already joined the Fraternity as Speculatives.  This has been denied 
+by other scholars, who maintain that men of good families (gentlemen) 
+joined the Craft in the early days as operative Masons.  The articles 
+and points, both in this and later manuscripts. are the foundations 
+of many speculative teachings of the Craft as know during the 
+“historical period” from 1717 on.  Moreover, internal evidence in 
+this as in other manuscripts seems to indicate that the articles or 
+points were read and recited to new brethren, just as modern Masons 
+give a charge at the end of each degree, to impress the initiate with 
+his duty as a Mason.
+Almost as old, and fully as important as the Regius, is the Matthew 
+Cooke manuscript, so called because it was prepared for publication 
+by that scholar in 18611.  The whole is dated with considerable 
+assurance by scholars as about 1450, but the latter part seems older, 
+perhaps almost contemporary with the Regius Poem.
+Like the Regius, the Cooke manuscript is written on velum, forty 
+folios, each about four and one-half by three and one-half inches in 
+size, nine hundred sixty lines.  It is embellished with handsome 
+initial letters in red and blue, in considerable contrast to the 
+brown ink of the old English text.  The book is bound in oak covers, 
+which bear the remains of a clasp.
+The English is considerably easier to read than that in the Regius 
+Poem, but it is still difficult.  The commences with the seven 
+liberal arts, continues with an explanation of geometry, includes a 
+fanciful but romantic history of Freemasonry (to be found in many 
+other of the Old Charges or Manuscript Rolls) and ends with “nine” 
+articles and “nine” points, and a charge, concluding with the 
+familiar “Amen, So Mote It Be.”
+Papers without end have been written of this precious old document; 
+briefly, it is highly important because is seems definitely to show 
+that it is a copy of an old docu-ment, which was copied by a member 
+of the Craft.  He not only wrote his own words, but added the “Booke 
+of Charyges” as it had been written and commented on by still older 
+writers.  The word “speculatyf” occurs in its present Masonic sense.   
+The nine articles seem to be legal enactments; the points, matters 
+enforced by the Craft in ordinary Guild life.  A Grand Master existed 
+in fact, if not in name, presiding over “congregations” of Masons 
+only for the duration of the assembly.  Finally, this document is 
+obviously the source of many present usages, and even ritual.
+Custom and ritual come not only from the Cooke manuscript but from 
+many of the older of Freemasonry’s documents.  Masons today require 
+that a man be “free born.” This is “not” a modernism designed to 
+prevent Negroes from being permitted in the Craft.  The fourth 
+article of the Cooke manuscript reads:  (words modernized)
+“That no Master shall for any reward take as an apprentice a bondsman 
+born, because his lord to whom he is bondsman to, from his art and 
+carry him away with him out of the Lodge, or out of the place he is 
+working in.  And because his fellows, peradventure, might help him 
+and take his part and thence manslaughter might arise; herefore it is 
+forbidden.  And there is another reason, because his art was begun by 
+the freely begotten children of great lords, as forsaid.”
+“The doctrine of the perfect youth” is increasingly under fire in 
+these times.  More than one Grand Lodge has modified the ancient idea 
+that only a physically perfect man can be made a Mason, changing a 
+custom which has five hundred years of antiquity behind it.  The 
+sixth article of the Matthew Cooke Manuscript reads:  (Words 
+modernized)
+“That no Master from covetousness or for gain shall accept an 
+apprentice that is unprofitable; that is, having any maim (or defect) 
+by reason of which he is incapable of doing a man’s proper work.”
+The ninth article, Cooke Manuscript, will have a familiar ring to all 
+Master Masons;  (words modernized)
+“That no Master shall supplant another.  For it is said in the art of 
+Masonry that no man can so well complete a work, to the advantage of 
+the lord, begun by another as he who began it intending to end it in 
+accordance with his own plans, or (he) to whom he shows his plans.”
+The word “lord” of course, refers to he employer, not to Deity.
+No man become a Mason who will not or cannot express a belief in 
+Deity.  The first point, Cooke Manuscript, reads: 
+(Words Modernized)
+“To wit; whosoever desires to become a Mason, it behooves him before 
+all things to (love) God and the holy Church and all Saints; and his 
+master and fellows as his own brothers.”
+All Masons obligate themselves in loyalty to the laws, edicts and 
+resolutions of the Grand Lodge, the by-laws of their own Lodge.  
+Compare the Cooke fourth point:  (Words Modernized)
+“He shall be no traitor to the art and do it no harm, nor conform to 
+any enactments against the art nor against the members thereof;  but 
+shall maintain it in all honor to the best of his ability.”
+From whence comes a Master’s autocratic power in the Lodge, by which 
+he controls the brethren with the stroke of a gavel to do his 
+pleasure in all that pertains to work or refreshment, debate or 
+business?  Read the Cooke sixth point:  (Words Modernized)
+“In the case of a disagreement between him and his fellows, he shall 
+unquestioning obey the Master and be silent thereon at the bidding of 
+the Master, or of his Masters’ Warden in his Master’s absence, until 
+the next following holiday, and shall then settle the matter 
+according to the verdict of his fellows; and not upon a work day 
+because of the hinderance to the work and to the lord’s interest.”
+Modern Masonic appeal from a Master’s decision is to the Grand 
+Master, or his representative, or Grand Lodge.  The “verdict of his 
+fellows” is as binding today as in 1450.
+Masons today must obey a summons.  Modern Lodges which forfeit their 
+charter must give their resources to Grand Lodge.  In the day of the 
+unknown Mason who set down the articles and points of the Cooke 
+Manuscript, the law ran:  
+(Words Modernized)
+“Therefore be it known; if any Master or fellow being forewarned to 
+come to the congregation be contumacious and appear not; or having 
+trespassed against any of the aforesaid articles shall be convicted, 
+he shall forswear his Masonry and shall no longer exercise the Craft.  
+And if he presumes to do so, the sheriff of the country in which he 
+may be found at work shall put him in prison and take all his goods 
+for the use of the King until his (the King’s) grace shall be granted 
+and showed him.”
+Solar references in Freemasonry are numerous - circumambulation for 
+instance, and the frequent references to the rising and setting sun.  
+In an old manuscript in the possession of Lodge Scoon and Perth, 
+Scotland, appears this:
+“That sea lon and the sun ryseth in the East and setteth in the West, 
+we would wish the blessing of God to attend us in all our wayes and 
+actions.”
+In the H.F. Beaumont manuscript, dated 1690, now in the West Yorks 
+library, is a Latin description of “The Manner of Taking an Oath at 
+the Making of a Free Mason.”
+This is translated as follows:
+“Then one of the elders holds out a book and he, or they, (that are 
+to be sworn) shall place his, or their, hands upon it, and the 
+following precept shall be read.”
+The Colne and Clapham manuscripts (both of the second half of the 
+seventeenth century, probably about 1660 or 1670) explicitly state 
+that the right hand must be used.  The Clapham manuscript refers to 
+“the Bible,” the Dauntessey Manuscript (1765) to the “holy Bible,” 
+and the York Manuscript, No.2 (1704), to the Holy Scriptures.”
+So many manuscript Constitutions have references to secrecy that a 
+catalog might be wearisome; two, however, are of especial interest.  
+In the Harleian Manuscript (somewhere between 1650 and 1700) appears 
+this:
+“There is seurall (several) words and signs of a free Mason to be to 
+be revailed to yu wch as you will ans: Before God at the great and 
+terrible day of Judgmt yu keep secrett & not to revail the same to 
+any of the hears of any pson, but the Mrs. (Masters) and fellows of 
+the said Society of free Masons so helpe me God xt.”
+In the Dumfries-Kilwinning Manuscript, No.4 (about 1765) appears 
+this”
+“ . . . you are under voues take hee yt you keep ye ath and promis 
+you made in the presence of Allmighty God think not yt mental 
+reservation or equivocation will serve for to be sure every word you 
+speak the whole time of your Admission is ane oath.”
+In the same manuscript is a reference to modes of recognition:
+“Nimrod taught ym signs and tokens so that they could distinguish one 
+another from all the rest of mankind on earth.”
+Again in this manuscript we find a caution for the Tiler and an 
+admonition to “learn the work.”
+“No lodge or corum (quorum?) of Massons shall give the Royal Secret 
+suddenly but upon great deliberation first let him learn his 
+questions by heart then his symbols then do as the Lodge thinks fit.”
+So this Bulletin may continue for many more pages.  But enough has 
+been said to show that the old, old pages, dimmed by time, the ink 
+faded by the passage of hundreds of years, hold ancient romance for 
+the Freemason.  As he does, so did his Masonic ancestors.  As says 
+he, so said they; if not in the same language, at least with the same 
+intent.  Brethren of an old day, long before the formation of the 
+first Grand Lodge, held high the Holy name of Deity, exhorted to 
+brotherhood, taught morality, mutual help, charity.  benevolence, 
+read lessons from the working tools, tried to “square their actions 
+by the square of virtue.”  But each, from the youngest to the oldest 
+Mason, may catch, if he will, the sweet faint perfume of days that 
+come not back; and thrill anew, as have so many uncounted and 
+unknown, that he does today as did “all good brothers and fellows who 
+have gone this way before.”
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   September, 1935   No.9
+
+TWO PILLARS
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Few references in Freemasonry are less understood than the two brazen 
+pillars in the porch of King Solomon’s Temple.  Probably a greater 
+mass of misinformation exists regarding these than any other symbol 
+in the Craft.
+Early ritualists confused the mythical pillars of stone, spoken of in 
+almost all the old Charges, or Manuscript Constitutions of the Craft, 
+with the Brazen pillars of the porch - the result is that modern 
+Freemasons have composite pillars, fusing of the ancient and the 
+mythical pillars on which were supposed to be engraved the arts and 
+sciences of the time before the flood, and those which Hiram Abif 
+erected - undoubtedly with Egyptian influences and memories of 
+Egyptian Temples to guide him - before the great house of the Lord 
+which Solomon built.
+The fascinating, if wholly legendary, history of the Craft, repeated 
+with variations in the majority of the old manuscript rolls, 
+beginning with the Regius of 1390, is older than any Freemasonry we 
+know in practice. The story varies from manuscript to manuscript, but 
+in its essentials is much the same - it was evidently a tradition as 
+strong in its day as is our legend of Hiram. To quote but a few line 
+bearing on the pillars, consider these words from the York Manuscript 
+No. 1, written about A.D. 1600:
+“Before Noah flood there was a man called Lamech as is written in the 
+Scriptures in ye Chatr of Genesis And this Lamech had two wives ye 
+one named Adah by whome he had two sons ye one named Jabell ye other 
+named Jubell And his other wife was called Zillah by whome he had one 
+son named Tubelcaine & one Daughter named Naamah & these four 
+children founded ye beginnings of all ye Sciences in ye world viz 
+Jabell ye oldest Sone found out ye Science of Geomatre he was a keepr 
+of flocks and sheep Lands in the Fields as it is noted in ye Chaptr 
+before sd And his bother Jubell found ye Science of Musicke Song of 
+the Tongue harpe & organ And ye third brother Tuball Caine found ye 
+Science called Smith Craft of Gold Silvr Iron Coppr & Steele & ye 
+daughter found ye ara of Weaving And these persons knowing right well 
+yt God would take vengencance for sinne either by fire or water 
+wherefore they writt their severall Sciences yt they had found in two 
+pillars of stone yt might be found aftr Noah his Flood And ye one 
+stonbe would not burn wth fire & ye othr called Lternes because it 
+would not dround wth wtr etc.”
+The word here spelled “Lternes” is rendered on other old 
+Constitutions as “laterns,” usually translated “brick.” But marble 
+does not resist fire; brick - especially early unscientifically 
+vitrified brick - does not resist water.  If the word be considered a 
+perversion of “latten,” which means brass or bronze, then the ancient 
+legendary pillars are made of metal and marble, a more sensible idea, 
+since metal would resist fire, and the marble, water.
+In Tyre was the great Temple to Herakles with two pillars, one of 
+gold, the other of smaragdus (polished green marble).  Other Tyrian 
+Temples to Melkarth had two metal pillars or two monoliths.
+Modern Masonry has hollow pillars to serve as safe repositories for 
+the “archives of Masonry” and to preserve them from flood and fire, 
+in spite of the fact that sacred history says nothing of Masonry, or 
+the reason for the pillars being hollow.  It is reasonable to suppose 
+that the ancient Masonic tradition of Lamech’s children and their 
+pillars was confused, as knowledge of the Bible became more common 
+after the invention of printing, with other “brazen pillars” of an 
+ancient day, and finally with those of Solomon’s Temple.
+How high were the pillars?  A question which has agitated American 
+Freemasonry - largely without reason - for many years!  A majority of 
+American rituals state that they were thirty-five cubits in heights.  
+A minority hold to eighteen..  One compromises on thirty.  A few do 
+not give the height at all.
+Mackey (Revised Encyclopedia of Freemasonry) says:
+“Immediately within the porch of the Temple, and on each side of the 
+door, were placed two hollow brazen pillars.  The height of each was 
+twenty-seven feet, and the diameter about six feet, and the thickness 
+of the brass three inches.  Above the pillar and covering its upper 
+part to the depth of nine inches, was an oval body or chapiter seven 
+feet and a half in height.  Springing out of from the pillar at the 
+junction of the chapiter with it, was a row of lotus petals, which 
+first spreading around the chapiter, afterwards gently curved 
+downward toward the pillar, something like the acanthus leaves on the 
+capital of a Corinthian column.  About two fifths of the distance 
+from the bottom of the chapiter, or just below its most bulging part, 
+a tissue of network was carved, which extended over its whole upper 
+surface.  To the bottom of this network was suspended a series of 
+fringes, and on these again were carved two rows of pomegranates, one 
+hundred being in each row.”
+This description, it seemed to Dr. Mackey, is the only one that can 
+be reconciled with the various passages which relate to these pillars 
+in the Books of Kings, Chronicles, and Josephus, to give a correct 
+conception of the architecture of these symbols.
+In 1904 Brother John W. Barry, of Iowa, later to become Grand Master, 
+rendered an exhaustive report to his Grand Lodge on the height of the 
+pillars, proving anew the belief, practically accepted by Biblical 
+students, the that “thirty-five” dimension is that of both pillars 
+together, the actual height of each being eighteen cubits.
+The confusion arises in the two accounts in Chronicles and Kings.  
+Various explanations have been advanced as to the discrepancy between 
+thirty-five as the height of each.  The missing cubit is explained on 
+the theory that while actually each pillar from root to summit was 
+eighteen cubits, only seventeen and one-half showed.  The rest being 
+hidden in chapiter and base.
+This explanation apparently began with the Genevan Bible (Breeches 
+Bible) in which is a marginal note stating of the pillars “every one 
+was eighteen cubits long, but halfe cubite could not be feene, for it 
+was hid in the roundeneffe of the chapiter, and therefore he giueth 
+to every one 17 and a halfe.”
+To know the “actual” size of the pillars, it is necessary to know the 
+length of a cubit.  And here is room for speculation and many 
+authorities!  The Abingdon Bible Commentaries says:  “The common 
+cubit, equal to about 18 inches, the longer Royal cubit to about 20-
+1/2 inches.”  John Wesley Kelchner, whose restorations of King 
+Solomon’s Temple are to be found in Masonic Bibles, considers the 
+cubit to bee equal to two feet.  The Standard Dictionary gives the 
+cubit as the measure of length determined by the average arm from 
+elbow to middle finger tip.  The Britannica considers that the Temple 
+cubit must have been in excess if 25 inches,  Canon J.W. Horsley, 
+Past Grand Chaplain, England, who has studied and written much upon 
+the pillars, give a table of sizes in which the cubit is but 14 2/5 
+inches.
+Many rituals set forth the fact that Hiram cast the pillars on the 
+plains of the Jordan, in the clay ground between Succoth and Zarthan, 
+or Zeredetha.  Both I Kings and II Chronicles are authority for the 
+statement.  But if there ever existed a “clay ground” in the location 
+specified, it has disappeared and left no trace.  Explorations (Lynch 
+in 1847, Ridegway in 1874 not only found no clay ground, but no trace 
+of smelters, furnaces, or other means of melting and casting brass.  
+The point is of little importance - the pillars and the Temple 
+vessels were cast, somewhere.  But a failure of fact in a statement 
+so absolute may be an indication the other I Kings and II Chronicles’ 
+statements about the pillars were also inaccurate as to facts - 
+“vide” the height statements.
+The “globes celestial and terrestrial” which usually surmount 
+American Lodge room pillars are wholly modern inventions, without 
+basis in Scriptural fact.  Somewhere, at some time, some ritual maker 
+confused the spherical form of the chapiter with an additional an 
+additional sphere.  Desiring to account for it, he drew a map of the 
+world on one and a map of the heavens on the other!  But in the Kings 
+and Chronicles accounts and in Josephus, there are no mentions of 
+celestial and terrestrial globes.
+All this is more interesting than important.  The symbolical meaning  
+of the pillars is the vital matter to Freemasons.
+In the eyes of critical scholarship, the ancient meaning was of the 
+might and majesty of Deity.  From the dawn of religion the pillar, 
+monolith or built up, has played an important part of the worship of 
+the Unseen.  From the huge boulders of Stonehenge, among which the 
+Druids are supposed to have performed their rites, through East 
+Indian temples, to the religion of ancient Egypt, scholars trace the 
+use of pillars as an essential part of the religious worship; indeed, 
+in Egypt the obelisk stood for the very presence of the Sun God 
+himself.
+The ancient believed the earth to be flat and that it was supported 
+by two Pillars of God, placed at the western entrance of the world as 
+then known.  These are now called Gibraltar, on one side of the 
+strait and Cueta on the other.
+Some writers have suggested that the pillars represent the masculine 
+and feminine elements in nature; others, that they stand for 
+authority of Church and State, because on stated occasions the high 
+priest stood before one pillar and the King before the other.  Some 
+students think that they allude to the two legendary pillars of 
+Enoch, upon which, tradition informs us, all the wisdom of the 
+ancient world was inscribed in order to preserve it from inundations 
+and conflagrations.  William Preston supposed that, by them, Solomon 
+had reference to the pillars of cloud and fire which guided the 
+Children of Israel out of the bondage and into the promise land.  One 
+authority says a literal translation of their names is:  “In thee is 
+strength,” and, “It shall be established,” and by a natural 
+transposition mat thus be expressed:  “Oh Lord, Thou art almighty and 
+Thy Power is established from everlasting to everlasting.”
+Quoting Abingdon again:
+“The fact that each pillar had a particular name further suggests 
+that they were not simply a part of the architectural adornment, but 
+originally bore some analogy to the pillars which, singly or in 
+pairs, formed an important feature of the Semitic sanctuaries.  At 
+Melkart’s shrine at Tyre there were, according to Herodotus, two 
+costly obelisks at which Melkart (and probably his wife-consort) was 
+worshiped.  Two pillars also stood before the temples in Paphos and 
+in Hierapolis.  Ashurbanipal on the occasion of his expedition to 
+Egypt and Ethiopia recounts that part of his spoil included ‘two 
+obelisks high with resplendent plating of fine workmanship . . from 
+the threshold of the gate of the Temple.’  Therefore these pillars at 
+Jerusalem, built, like the Temple itself, by Phoenician workmen, were 
+probably intended to be symbols of the Deity; they were an artistic 
+refinement of the Mezzabah, or stone obelisk which, at many Israelite 
+sanctuaries, still stood beside he altar in much later days.  But it 
+does not necessarily follow that Solomon and his subjects so 
+interpreted the significance of these novel and foreign brass 
+objects:  for them the Ark in the ‘oracle’ seemed to have symbolized 
+Jehovah. 
+But it is possible that instead of Jachin (or Jakin,) ‘he (Jehovah) 
+was carved on one pillar by Huram-abi and subsequently altered into 
+his name; and Boaz (i.e., ‘in him is strength’) may be a later 
+substitution for ‘Tammuz,’ whose cult was very prevalent in the 
+Semitic world.”
+The Entered Apprentice in the process of being passed to the degree 
+of Fellowcraft “passes between the pillars.”  No hint is given that 
+he should pass nearer to one than the other; no suggestion is made 
+that he either may work a greater influence than the other.  He 
+merely passes between.
+A deep significance is in this very omission.  Masons refer to the 
+promise of God unto David; the interested may read Chapter VII of II 
+Samuel, and gather that the establishment promised by the Lord was 
+that of a house, a family, a descent of blood from David unto his 
+children and his children’s children.
+Used to blast stumps from fields, dynamite is an aid to the farmer.  
+Used in war it kills and maims.  Fire cooks food and makes steam for 
+engines, fire also burns houses and destroys forests.  But it is not 
+the power but the use of power which is good or bad.  The truth 
+applies to any power; spiritual, legal, monarchical, political or 
+personal.  Power is without either virtue or vice; the user may use 
+it well or ill, as he pleases.
+Freemasonry passes the brother in the process of becoming a 
+Fellowcraft between the pillar of strength - power; and the pillar of 
+establishment - choice or control.  He is a man now and no minor or 
+infant.  He has grown up Masonically.  Before him are spread the two 
+great essentials to all success, all greatness, and all happiness.
+Like any other power - temporal or physical, religious or spiritual - 
+Freemasonry can be used well or ill.  Here is the lesson set before 
+the Fellowcraft; if he, like David, would have his kingdom of Masonic 
+manhood established in strength he must pass between the pillars with 
+understanding that power without control is useless, and control 
+without power, futile.  Each is a compliment of the other; in the 
+passage between the pillars the Fellowcraft not only has his feet set 
+upon the Winding Stairs but is given - so he has eyes to see and ears 
+to hear - secret instructions as to how he shall climb those stairs 
+that he may, indeed, reach the Middle Chamber.  He is to climb by 
+strength, but directed by wisdom; he is to progress by power, but 
+guided by control, he must rise by the might that is in him, but 
+arrive by the wisdom of his heart.
+So considered, the inaccuracies and misstatements of ritual regarding 
+the pillars become relatively unimportant; whether eighteen of 
+thirty-five cubits high, whether cast in one place or another, 
+whether or not surmounted in Solomon’s day with globes terrestrial 
+and celestial, matter little.  The lesson is there, the meaning of 
+the symbol to be read.  The initiate of old saw in the obelisk the 
+very spirit of the God he worshiped.  The modern Masonic initiate may 
+see in the two pillars the mans by which he may travel a little 
+further, a little higher towards the secret Middle Chamber of life, 
+in which dwells the Unseen Presence.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   October, 1935   No.10
+
+GRAND MASTER’S POWERS
+
+By:  Unknown
+
+No presiding officer, president or chairman of any secular body 
+possesses the powers of a Grand Master.  But it is a mistake to 
+consider this high office as altogether without limitations.  In the 
+forty-nine Grand Jurisdictions on the Union the powers of the Grand 
+East widely differ, albeit all have certain powers in common.  All 
+Grand Master preside over their Grand Lodges; all can preside over 
+any particular Lodge; all can call Special Communications’ al can 
+issue certain dispensations; all can arrest Charters of Lodges for 
+cause.  But in many details the powers of the Grand East differ 
+almost as much as their longitudes.
+To define and compare the extent and limitation of the powers of 
+Grand Masters requires a complete study of Constitutions, laws, 
+rules, edicts, decisions, landmarks, customs and practices.  Masonry 
+has a large body of  unwritten law, as binding and as strictly 
+followed as that which is written; he would be a wise student indeed 
+who could claim to be wholly familiar with all the unwritten law of 
+forty-nine Grand Jurisdictions.
+Certain powers and limitations of powers of Grand Masters, however, 
+are set forth in Constitutions of forty-seven of America’s forty-nine 
+Grand Lodges.  It is these which, in the main, are here considered.  
+But it is to be noted that lack of constitutional statement of any 
+power, in any Grand Jurisdiction, does not necessarily mean that the 
+Grand Master does not have it.
+All Jurisdictions agree in the inviolability of the Ancient 
+Landmarks.  Those Jurisdictions which have adopted compilations of 
+Ancient Landmarks this regard them as the foundation stone of all 
+Masonic law.  More than half of the forty-nine Jurisdictions have 
+such compilations; these are:
+  Either Mackey’s list of twenty-five, or 
+  Special lists adopted in the particular Grand Jurisdiction; most 
+special lists merely amplify Mackey’s, contracting or expanding it 
+to a greater or lesser number.  
+
+Mackey’s fourth to eight Landmarks, concerned with the Grand Master, 
+read as follows:
+4.	The government of the Fraternity by a Grand Master.
+5.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to preside over every assembly 
+of the Craft.
+6.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to grant dispensations for 
+conferring degrees at irregular intervals.
+7.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to give dispensations for 
+opening and holding Lodges.
+8.	The prerogative of the Grand Master to make Masons at sight.
+
+In 19 Jurisdictions, no one in Grand Lodge may question a Grand 
+Master’s ruling; what he decides is final. In 22 Grand Jurisdictions 
+an appeal from a Grand Master’s decision may be made to Grand Lodge.  
+In others the question is undecided, because it has never been tried.
+Grand Masters have certain suspending powers; in many Grand 
+Jurisdictions these are strictly defined.  Twelve Grand Jurisdictions 
+specifically state that the Grand Master may suspend any Master of a 
+particular Lodge; three permit him to suspend the Master and Wardens; 
+three any elective Lodge officer; four, “any” Lodge officer. In all 
+these the Grand Master must report to Grand Lodge, which passes 
+finally on the matter. In certain Grand Lodges which do not hedge the 
+Grand Master with any limiting definitions of power, he may suspend a 
+Master, but it is by common consent, a belief that this is inherent 
+in the powers of the office, not given by written law.
+Doubtless any Grand Master could, and would, suspend a Master for 
+just cause, whether or not the power is defined in the Constitution 
+of his Jurisdiction. But to suspend a Grand Lodge officer, the Grand 
+Master must, indeed, read his Constitution.  In Utah and Missouri 
+this may be done provided the Grand Master has the written consent of 
+the Deputy Grand Master and the Grand Wardens, or any two of them.  
+In North Dakota and Wisconsin the Grand Master may suspend any Grand 
+Lodge officer except the Deputy Grand Master and the Grand Wardens.  
+In Kansas and New Mexico he may suspend any elective officer of Grand 
+Lodge.  In Georgia and Tennessee, with the written consent of the 
+Grand Wardens, he may suspend any appointive officer of Grand Lodge.  
+In Idaho the Grand Master may suspend any member of the Grand Lodge.  
+In Florida he may suspend the Grand Secretary and the Grand 
+Treasurer.
+Maine, Massachusetts, Minnesota, New Hampshire and Rhode Island give 
+the Grand Master the power to suspend any “brother” from Masonry. 
+Tennessee expressly forbids the Grand Master to suspend a brother 
+without a trial and sentence. In the five Jurisdictions in which the 
+Grand Master has his autocratic power over the individual, the 
+suspension is reviewable by Grand Lodge at the next Stated 
+Communication. It is probable that this power might be used in at 
+least 3 more Jurisdictions, without authority of special enactment, 
+merely because of the broad general power conferred in the 
+Constitution, or the silence of that document on any powers.
+Several Grand Jurisdictions expressly prohibit suspending any law of 
+Grand Lodge; Mississippi permits the suspension of certain by-laws.  
+In the majority of Grand Jurisdictions, where suspension of laws is 
+not permitted, it is doubtful that any Grand Master would assume the 
+power, or that Grand Lodge would uphold him if he did!  In several 
+Grand Jurisdictions the general powers are so broad that the Grand 
+Master can do practically anything he desires.  In the Third 
+Landmark, as recognized in New Jersey, it is stated:  
+“He may suspend during his pleasure, the operation of any rule or law 
+of Masonry not a Landmark.”  
+The right of the Grand Master to “make a Mason at sight,” Mackey’s 
+eighth landmark, has caused much discussion.  The term is a misnomer, 
+since the act is generally understood as being in the presence, and 
+with the help, of a Lodge convened for the purpose by the dispensing 
+power of the Grand Master.
+16 Grand Jurisdictions expressly permit this in the written law, 
+three of them providing that it must be done in a regularly  
+constituted Lodge.  In giving the power Kansas states. “It is one 
+which should never be exercised.” Arkansas permits a Grand Master to 
+communicate “the secrets of Masonry with or without ceremonies., the 
+Grand Master might call to his assistance a Lodge, or Masons, or may 
+act alone.”  Arkansas also states “the power should not exercised in 
+any case, except by dispensing with time.” Other Grand Lodges permit 
+the act by their adoption of Mackey’s list of Landmarks.
+Four Grand Jurisdictions constitutionally forbid the making of Masons 
+“at sight” by a Grand Master.
+Can a Grand Master be tried?  Most Grand Jurisdictions are silent on 
+the subject, but as few have provided that he may; thus, in South 
+Carolina, any Lodge may impeach the Grand Master on the expiration of 
+his term in office; he is then tried by the Grand Lodge, in which a 
+two thirds majority may convict and pass sentence - what, is not 
+stated.  In Texas the “Grand Master may be suspended from office by 
+this Grand Lodge, for sufficient cause, after due notice and a 
+hearing.”  Connecticut states that the Grand Master is exempted “from 
+trial during the term of his office and afterwards, for any official 
+act as Grand Master.”
+At least four Grand Lodges expressly give the Grand Master a second 
+vote, in the event of a tie.  In certain Grand Jurisdictions in which 
+the Masters of Lodges have the privilege of casting a vote in the 
+event of a tie, it is assumed that the Grand Master possesses the 
+same privilege.
+Limitations of powers of Grand Masters in various Jurisdictions are 
+at time confusingly contradictory.  North Carolina states:  “The 
+Grand Master is the creature of the Grand Lodge, deriving all his 
+authority from that body. . .  .”  Kansas states:  “The Grand Master 
+is not the creature of the Grand Lodge; the office existed before the 
+organization of Grand Lodges.”  Pennsylvania gives the Grand Master 
+power to “issue edicts, regulating the action of Lodges, or for the 
+government of the same, their officers, and members.”  And in 
+Pennsylvania a Grand Master’s edict is Masonic Law.
+Some Grand Jurisdictions define what a Grand Master may and may not 
+do regarding physical requirements of candidates.  When North 
+Carolina and Kansas Lodges determined that a candidate is physically 
+disqualified, the Grand Master may not grant a dispensation for him 
+to get the degrees.  In Texas the Grand Master “shall pass upon the 
+physical qualifications of all candidates . . .having any physical 
+maim or defect. . .”
+In all Grand Jurisdictions the Grand Master may call the Grand Lodge 
+in Special Communication. In some he must give 30 days notice, in 
+others, reasonable notice, in still others, notice is left to his 
+discretion.
+Many interesting restrictions are written in the laws of the several 
+Grand Jurisdictions.  New Hampshire specifies that at the semi-annual 
+communications of the Grand Lodge it is the duty of the Grand Master 
+to “give, or cause to be given, exemplification of the Work and 
+Lectures of each degree.”  North Dakota says:  “he may cause the 
+ritual and lectures of any one of the symbolic degrees in Masonry to 
+be exemplified before the Grand Lodge at the annual communication.”
+Montana states:  “The Grand Master has no authority to legislate by 
+decision when the law is silent.”
+Utah permits a Grand Master to “heal” or reobligate a Mason 
+irregularly made in a regular Lodge, but such “healing” must take 
+place in a duly opened chartered Lodge.
+In Massachusetts the Grand Master “is requested to make a detailed 
+report of the financial condition of the Grand Lodge in his annual 
+address.”  In practically all Jurisdictions, an annual report is 
+“required” of the Grand Master.
+Tennessee specifically states that the Grand Master has not the power 
+to allow a Lodge to change any part of the ritual; then adds:  “Nor 
+should he answer questions pertaining to changes in the ritual but 
+should refer them to the Board of Custodians.”
+Texas lays on the Grand Master the duty of seeing that the “three 
+principal officers (of a new Lodge, or a resurrected Lodge, long 
+demised) are proficient in their respective duties and are 
+collectively capable of conferring the three degrees, and that the 
+Lodge is supplied with adequate equipment and a safe and secure 
+lodgeroom and anteroom.”
+New York gives her Grand Master authority to withdraw any amount of 
+money from the Grand Treasurer or from the “Trustees of the Masonic 
+Hall and Asylum Fund for the relief of Brethren in this Jurisdiction 
+or in sister Jurisdictions in times of calamity and disaster.”  The 
+same power has been assumed time and time again by many Grand 
+Masters, and is invariably upheld by the Grand Lodge.
+North Carolina forbids a Grand Master to give any decision which “is 
+to be kept secret from the Lodges, or suppressed from his report to 
+the Grand Lodge.”
+Tennessee permits a Grand Master “to reverse the a action of a 
+Subordinate Lodge in order to correct a known illegality.”  The same 
+Jurisdiction also provides that a Grand Master may “administer 
+exclusion in the Grand Lodge for refusal to submit to its Rules of 
+Order, contumacy to the authority of the Grand Master, or for other 
+conduct not sufficiently lens to require charges and trial, but too 
+much so to be allowed to pass without notice.”  Tennessee also 
+provides that “only a Subordinate Lodge, not the Grand Lodge, may be 
+opened for the purpose of laying a foundation stone.”
+Mississippi forbids her Grand Master to “exercise any of prerogatives 
+to the injury of another person.”
+To determine which Grand Master has the most uncontrolled power is 
+beyond the scope of this Bulletin.  In Virginia and the Constitution 
+of Delaware the Grand Master’s powers are not defined or limited; in 
+Pennsylvania a Grand Master’s edicts become law; in several 
+Jurisdictions in which a Grand Master may suspend not only a Lodge, 
+its Master and officers, but any individual brother, he possesses a 
+potency as tremendous as it is seldom exercised.  It is also to be 
+noted that in those Jurisdictions which content themselves with the 
+shortest and broadest constitutional definitions of a Grand Master’s 
+powers, the general conduct of Grand Masters has been an exemplary 
+and as wise as in those Grand Jurisdictions in which the Grand 
+Master’s powers, prerogatives, rights and privileges are written in 
+minute detail.
+All Grand Jurisdictions regard the Grand Master as the ruler of the 
+whole Craft, as well as the Grand Lodge; a Lodge or a brother who 
+questions the authority of a Grand Master is so infrequent as to be 
+remarked.  Lodging great power in the hands of the Grand Master seems 
+to grow occupants of the Grand East who measure up to their 
+tremendous responsibilities.  Few, indeed, are they who do not take 
+competent advice on all matters of importance before acting; very few 
+are the Grand Masters who rule in an autocratic manner.  Other 
+organizations find it essential to fence presiding officers with 
+rules, laws, inhibitions, reviews, checks, balances - making them 
+more servants than masters.  In Grand Lodges the Grand Master is to 
+all intents and purposes as much “master” as is the Worshipful Master 
+of his Lodge “master” in that organization.  All of which is a fine 
+tribute not only to the sterling men who work their slow way up to 
+the Grand East, but to the gentle teachings of Freemasonry, which has 
+so much more of “thou shalt” than “thou shalt not” in their 
+philosophy.
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   November, 1935   No.11
+
+UNIVERSALITY
+
+by;  Unknown
+
+The initiate is taught. “via” ritual and information given by fellow 
+members, that Masonry is a universal Fraternity, world wide in its 
+ramifications, admitting to its privileges worthy men of every 
+country, sect and opinion, and providing a Fraternal intercourse 
+based on common ideals which extend to all men, in all lands.
+How far from the fact of this beautiful conception is well known to 
+all who have occasion to study Freemasonry in its international 
+aspects.  Only occasionally does the average Mason come in contact 
+with the absence of universality; then it is usually with something 
+of a shock that he learns that while his brother from a neighboring 
+state may visit and hold Masonic intercourse with a certain foreign 
+Lodge and brother, he is forbidden the same privilege, “vice versa.”
+Neither the prophet nor son of a prophet, this Bulletin can not state 
+with any authority that a genuinely universal Craft may not be 
+developed at some time in the future.  But it can be said without 
+fear of contradiction that while diverse peoples hold diverse ideas 
+as to what constitutes Freemasonry, a genuinely universal Fraternity, 
+without bars or restrictions of any kind, is not likely soon to come 
+into being.
+According to the theory, ass man initiated, passed and raised in any 
+legitimate Grand Lodge in the United States (of which there are 
+forty-nine) has the “right of visitation” into any symbolic Lodge in 
+the world, and may and should recognize his brother Mason regardless 
+of race, creed or religion.
+But according to the facts, in some Grand Jurisdictions Masons are 
+expressly forbidden to visit the Lodges of certain other Grand 
+Lodges; in other Jurisdictions they may visit the Lodges of all Grand 
+Lodges from which recognition has not been specifically withheld by 
+their own Grand Lodge.  Put another way, some Grand Jurisdictions 
+warn:  “You can visit only the Lodges of Grand Jurisdictions we 
+recognize and with which we have Fraternal relations,: while others 
+say”  “You may visit Lodges in all Grand Jurisdictions of the world 
+except those we have expressly forbidden you to visit.”
+In neither class, of course, is there “real” universality.
+These pages are not to be taken as an argument that there “should” be 
+universality in the full meaning of the word.  It is impossible for 
+the majority of Masons, Lodges and Grand Lodges to admit that certain 
+other Grand Lodges and their brethren are Masonic, because of a 
+fundamental difference of opinion as to what Masonry really is.
+The classic instance, of course, is the Grand Orient of France, from 
+which the large majority of English speaking Grand Lodges have 
+withdrawn recognition.
+In 1877 the Grand Orient of France eliminated from its constitutions 
+the following:
+“Freemasonry has for its principles the existence of God, the 
+immortality of the soul and the solidarity of mankind.
+“In place, it adopted:
+“Whereas Freemasonry is not a religion and has therefore no doctrine 
+or dogma to affirm in its Constitution, this assembly has decided and 
+decreed that the second paragraph of Article 1 of the Constitution, 
+(quoted above) shall be erased and that for the words of said article 
+the following shall be substituted:
+“Being an Institution essentially philanthropic, philosophic and 
+progressive; Freemasonry has for its object, search after truth, 
+study of universal morality, science and art; and the practice of 
+benevolence.  It has for principles absolute liberty of conscious and 
+human solidarity.  It excludes no person on account of his belief and 
+its motto is ‘Liberty, Equality and Fraternity.,”
+New rituals were adopted from which all mention of God, a Supreme 
+Architect, a Great Ruler of the Universe were deleted; and the Volume 
+of Sacred Law was removed from the altar.
+No man was excluded from the Lodges of the Grand Orient of France 
+“because” he believed n God, but neither was any man “required to 
+believe in God.
+It was this which brought down upon the Grand Orient the withdrawal 
+of Fraternal recognition by practically all English speaking Grand 
+Lodges.
+It seems only fair to clarify the position of the Grand Orient by 
+quoting a few words said in defense of this revolutionary action, by 
+one of its officials:
+The Grand Orient of France, while it respects all philosophical 
+beliefs, insists upon an absolute liberty of belief.  This does not 
+mean that we banish from our Lodges the belief in God.  The United 
+Grand Lodge of England, on the contrary, desires to make a belief in 
+God in some manner compulsory.  The Grand Orient of France is much 
+more liberal, since in proclaiming the absolute liberty to believe or 
+not to believe in God, and by so doing desires to respect its members 
+in their convictions, their doctrines and their beliefs.”
+English speaking Freemasonry is universal in its insistence upon a 
+belief in a G.A.O.T.U.; the presence of a Volume of Sacred Law upon 
+the Altar as indispensable to a Lodge at work; the division of 
+Ancient Craft Masonry into three degrees; secrecy; the legend of the 
+Third Degree, that Masons can be made of men only.  Let any Grand 
+Lodge try to introduce a fourth degree or cut the list to two, remove 
+the Holy Book, fail to require initiates to state a belief in Deity, 
+make the ritual and the meetings public, substitute another subject 
+for the Hiramic Legend or initiate a woman; and every English 
+speaking Grand Lodge would immediately withdraw recognition, just as 
+recognition of the Grand Orient of France was withdrawn by 
+practically every Anglo Saxon Lodge in the world when that body 
+declared for freedom to believe or not to believe; and the Volume of 
+Sacred Law was not necessary.  The Grand Orient of France became, to 
+those Grand Lodges which would have none of it, no longer a Masonic 
+body.
+Today a number of other matters are concerned in “recognition” of one 
+Grand Lodge by another; other hurdles to get over before 
+“universality” is practiced as between any two Grand Lodges.  
+Important as many of these are, however, failure to recognize Grand A 
+by Grand Lodge B because Grand Lodge A does not conform to all the 
+requirements, does not necessarily mean that Grand Lodge B declares 
+Grand Lodge A without pale, unMasonic, outlawed.  It but sets forth 
+that Grand Lodge B does not yet know, is not yet satisfied, whether 
+or not Grand Lodge A fulfills all those conditions as well as 
+practices all those principles which Grand Lodge B demands of those 
+Grand Lodges it is willing to recognize.
+If these additional requirements were all alike for all Grand Lodges, 
+the Masonic world would be so much nearer the ideal of universality.  
+They have grown more and more alike as the years have gone by, but 
+the several Grand Lodges of this nation are not entirely of one mind 
+as to what they demand of a foreign Grand Lodge before recognition 
+can be extended.  Indeed, a number of American Grand Lodges have “no” 
+standards of recognition whatever; such usually consider each case on 
+its merits, and generally blindly follow the report of the committee 
+on Foreign Correspondence.
+This results in certain anomalies; a Committee composed of brethren 
+of very broad and liberal tendencies, for instance, will recommend 
+recognition of a Grand Lodge which another committee, composed of 
+brethren with very strict ideas, would have none of.  Hence it is not 
+infrequent that two neighboring Jurisdictions will differ, one 
+recognizing a certain foreign Grand Lodge, and another refusing that 
+recognition.
+Standards of recognition of the Grand Lodges of the United States 
+which have such instruments follow fairly well in principle, often in 
+words also, the standards set up by New York and Massachusetts.  
+These are given herewith:
+MASSACHUSETTS
+
+“Fraternal recognition may be extended to a foreign Grand Lodge when 
+(a committee having first considered and reported thereon), it 
+appears to the satisfaction of this Grand Lodge:
+1.	That the foreign Grand Lodge in question represents a 
+substantial unity of the Freemasons of the territory over which 
+it assumes jurisdiction; i.e., the Country, Province, or State; 
+or else shares such territory Jurisdiction with another Grand 
+Lodge by mutual consent.
+2.	That it has been lawfully organized by three or more regular 
+Lodges, or that it has been legalized by this Grand Lodge, or by 
+a Grand Lodge recognized by this Grand Lodge.
+3.	That it is an independent self-governing organization, having 
+sovereign Masonic authority within its Jurisdiction.
+4.	That its ritual is fundamentally in accord with the Ancient 
+Landmarks, customs and usages of the Craft.  This involves:
+
+A.	Monotheism;
+B.	The Volume of the Sacred Law a part of the furniture of the 
+Lodge;
+C.	Secrecy;
+D.	The Symbolism of the operative art;
+E.	The division of Symbolic Masonry into the three adherers of 
+Entered Apprentice, Fellowcraft and Master Mason;
+F.	The Legend of the Third degree;	
+
+5.	That it makes Masons of men only;
+6.	That it is non-sectarian and non-political; i.e., that its 
+dominant purposes are charitable, benevolent, educational and 
+religious.
+
+NEW YORK
+
+Before a recommendation of Fraternal recognition of a foreign Grand 
+Body may be submitted, it shall be ascertained by the committee on 
+Foreign Correspondence:
+I.	That such Grand Body has been formed lawfully by at least three 
+just  and duly constituted Lodges, or that it has been legalized 
+by charter or other valid act issuing from the Grand Lodge of 
+New York or from a Grand Body in fraternal relations with this 
+Grand Lodge;
+II.	That it is a responsible, independent, self-governing 
+organization with sole, undisputed and exclusive authority over 
+the Symbolic Lodges of its Jurisdiction, and not in any sense 
+whatever subject to, or dividing such authority with, a Supreme 
+Council or other Power claiming ritualistic or other supervision 
+or control;
+III.	That its membership is composed of men exclusively, and 
+that it entertains no Masonic relations with Mixed Lodges or 
+Bodies admitting women into their fellowship;
+IV.	That it adheres in principle to the Ancient Landmarks, 
+traditions, customs and usages of the Craft; as set forth in the 
+Constitutions adopted by the Grand Lodge of England in 1723;
+V.	That it meets in particular the following tests which the Grand 
+Lodge of New York considers essential to acceptance of a foreign 
+Grand Body into its fellowship;
+
+(1)	Acknowledgment of a belief in God, the Father of men,
+
+(2)	Belief in immortality,
+
+(3)	Presence of the Three Great Lights of Masonry in the 
+Lodges while at work, chief among them the Sacred Book of 
+Divine Law,
+
+(4)	Exclusion of controversial, political and sectarian 
+religious discussions from the Lodges and from all meetings 
+held under the auspices of a Lodge.
+
+VI.	While the Grand Lodge of New York claims exclusive Jurisdiction 
+in the territory in which it is the Supreme Masonic authority, 
+it recognizes that the law of exclusive territorial 
+Jurisdiction, while firmly established in the United States and 
+many other countries, is not universally accepted and does not 
+constitute an Ancient Landmark of the Universal Craft.  To the 
+end that no unwarranted impediment may exclude from our 
+fellowship such Grand Bodies as are sharing the same territory 
+with others by mutual consent, we shall accept such mutual 
+consent as entitling the several Grand Bodies included therein 
+to Fraternal consideration, providing the applicant for 
+recognition does not presume to establish Lodges in, a territory 
+occupied by a lawful Grand Lodge, without the expressed assent 
+of such Supreme Governing Body.
+It is to be noted that all Grand Lodges of the continental United 
+States recognize and are in Fraternal relations with all the others.
+This state of affairs has not always existed - indeed, the last two 
+“sore spots” were removed within the last few years.  But the 
+differences which at one time separated some of our Grand Lodges from 
+others have all disappeared, been adjusted or are better understood, 
+so that peace and harmony prevails Masonically in this Nation.
+One United States Grand Lodge, for reasons which to her are wise and 
+sufficient, has severed relations with the Grand Lodge of the 
+Philippine Islands (as have the Grand Lodges of England, Ireland and 
+Scotland) but all Grand Lodges in this nation unite in hoping the 
+differences can be healed.
+The period of rapid spread of Freemasonry from land to land, or 
+course, is over, but with new political divisions resulting from a 
+remaking of the world’s maps, new Grand Lodges are still coming into 
+being, many of them not recognized by many of the older 
+Jurisdictions, and as such, not on the “visiting list” of Masons of 
+these obedience.
+American Masonic universality exists; it is possible for a Mason from 
+any Lodge in the Continental United States (including Alaska) to 
+knock upon the door of any other Lodge in the United States 
+(including Alaska) and, if he proves himself, and the brethren and 
+Master are willing to receive him, visit.  But any United States 
+Freemason desiring to visit Lodges abroad is wise if he first 
+satisfies himself - which he mat do by reading his current Grand 
+Lodge “Proceedings”, or asking his Grand Secretary - that the Lodge 
+or Lodges he proposes to visit owe obedience to a Grand Lodge with 
+which his own Grand Lodge is in Fraternal relations. 
+
+
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+SHORT TALK BULLETIN - Vol.XIII   December, 1935   No.12
+
+CLANDESTINE
+
+by:  Unknown
+
+Every Master Mason knows that he must not visit a clandestine Lodge, 
+not talk Masonically with a clandestinely made Mason, but not all 
+Master Masons can define clandestinism.
+The dictionary (Standard) gives “surreptitious, underhand” as 
+synonyms for the word, and while these express the Masonic meaning to 
+some extent, they are not wholly clarifying.
+Mackey (History of Freemasonry) states:
+“The (Anderson) Constitutions declare, Section 8, that where a number 
+of Freemasons shall take upon themselves to form a Lodge without a 
+Grand Master’s Warrant, the regular Lodges are not to countenance 
+them nor own them are fair brethren, and duly formed.  In other 
+words, Lodge formed without a Warrant from the Grand Master (we now 
+say Grand Lodge) is “clandestine,” and so a “clandestine Masons” is 
+one made in a Lodge without a Warrant.”
+Even this definition will not wholly serve; many old Lodges began and 
+worked for a while without a Warrant yet were never Clandestine.  
+“The Lodge at Fredricksburg” in which Washington was initiated, had 
+no Warrant or Charter until long after the First President was made a 
+Mason. 
+Haywood states of the several terms used to indicate those whom 
+Masons may not officially converse:
+“A “cowan” is a man with unlawful Masonic knowledge; an “intruder” is 
+one with neither knowledge not secrets, who makes himself otherwise 
+obnoxious; a “clandestine” is one who has been initiated by unlawful 
+means, an “irregular” is one who has been initiated by a Lodge 
+working without authorization.”
+An “irregular” Mason is sometimes, unfortunately, confused with a 
+“clandestine” Mason; “Unfortunately,” because some men are 
+“irregularly” made Masons even today - usually in all innocence.  
+George Washington was initiated before he was twenty one years of 
+age; according to modern ideas, this was an “irregular” making, but 
+there was never a taint of clandestinism attached to “The Lodge at 
+Fredricksburg.”  North Dakota permits the reception of a petition of 
+a man under age, although he must be of age when he is initiated; 
+that their law differs from other laws does not make the North Dakota 
+minor, who receives his degrees after he is twenty-one, either 
+irregular or clandestine.  In a Jurisdiction in which all the 
+membership must be notified of the degree to be conferred and upon 
+whom, the Worshipful Master may forget to list one candidate in  his 
+monthly circular; if the unpublished candidate, regularly elected, is 
+initiated, it is an “irregular” making, and the Grand Master may well 
+order him “healed” by being reinitiated, but no power could make such 
+a Mason clandestine.
+When a Lodge makes a Mason of one not “freeborn,” not of a “mature 
+and discrete age” one who is a bondman, in his dotage, a Mason is 
+made irregularly, but not clandestinely.
+When the Mother Grand Lodge separated into two, in 1751, each termed 
+the other clandestine, and this polite name-calling continued even in 
+this country, between Lodges begun here under authority of the two 
+rival Grand Lodges in England.  The following is from “Washington’s 
+Home and Fraternal Life” published by the United States Government:
+According to the “Proceedings, Grand Lodge of  Pennsylvania, February 
+3, 1783:”
+“A petition being preferred to this Grand Lodge on the 2nd of 
+September last, from several brethren of Alexandria, in Virginia, for 
+a warrant to hold a Lodge there, which was ordered to lie over to the 
+next communication, in consequence of Brother Adam, the proposed 
+Master thereof, being found to possess his knowledge of Masonry in a 
+clandestine manner, since which the said Brother Adam, having gone 
+through the several steps of Ancient Masonry in Lodge No.2, under the 
+Jurisdiction of this R.R. Grand Lodge, further prays that a warrant 
+may now be granted for the purposes mentioned in said petition.
+“Ordered, That the prayer of said petition be complied with, and that 
+the Secretary present Brother Adam with a warrant to hold a Lodge of 
+Ancient Masons in Alexandria, in Virginia to be numbered 39.
+“Brother Robert Adam who was then duly recommended, and presented in 
+form to the R.W. Grand Master in the chair, for installation as 
+Master of Lodge No.39, to be held in the borough of Alexandria, 
+Fairfax County, Virginia; and was accordingly installed as such.”
+“The word ‘clandestine’ falls with unhappy significance upon modern  
+Masonic ears, but it did not in those days mean quite the same thing 
+as it does to Masons of this age,  Prior to the ‘Lodge of 
+Reconciliation’ and the formation of  the United Grand Lodge of 
+England in 1813, the two Grand Bodies of England, the ‘Moderns’ (who 
+were the older) and the ‘Antients’ (who were the younger, schismatic 
+body) each considered the other ‘clandestine.’  Brother Adam’s Mother 
+Lodge is not 
+known, but as he lived for a time in Annapolis, where a ‘Modern’ 
+Lodge worked, it is probable it was here that he received the degrees 
+which the 	Grand Lodge of Pennsylvania (‘Antinets’) considered 
+‘clandestine.’  Transition of  Masons from Lodges of one obedience to 
+those of the other was neither infrequent, so that ‘clandestine’ 
+could not have had the connotation of irregularity and disgrace which 
+it has with Freemasons of today.”
+Today the Masonic world is entirely agreed on what constitutes a 
+clandestine body, or a clandestine Mason; the one is a Lodge or Grand 
+Lodge unrecognized by other Grand Lodges, working without right, 
+authority or legitimate descent; the other is a man “made a Mason” on 
+such a clandestine body.
+More widespread than effective, more annoying than dangerous, only 
+continental vigilance by Grand Lodges keeps clandestinism from 
+becoming a real problem to legitimate Masonry.
+Clandestinism raises its ugly head periodically in many Grand 
+Jurisdictions, and in some States it is always more or less of a 
+trouble.  Either now, or in the immediate past, some clandestine 
+Freemasonry had affected Arizona, California, Colorado, Missouri, 
+Nebraska, New Jersey, New York, North Carolina, Ohio, Oregon, 
+Pennsylvania, South Dakota, Texas, Utah, West Virginia and the 
+District of Columbia; a list too long to minimize altogether by 
+saying that clandestine Masonry is too weak to do much harm
+Arizona and California suffer to some extent from clandestine Mexican 
+bodies.  Colorado and adjacent States have had with them for some 
+thirty years a curious organi-zation known as The American Federation 
+of Human Rights; with headquarters at Larkspur, Colorado; which is 
+the seat of “Co-Masonry,” an organization purporting to make Masons 
+of men and women alike.  Missouri has a number of spurious Italian 
+alleged Masonic organizations, and the “Masonic Chauffeurs’ and 
+Waiters’ Club” with headquarters in Chicago.
+In 1929 there was filed in the office of the Secretary of State of 
+New Jersey a Certificate of Incorporation of “The Grand Lodge of 
+Ancient Free and Accepted Masons of New Jersey,” under which 
+certificate the incorporators claimed the right to:
+“Practice and preserve Ancient Craft Masonry according to the Ancient 
+Charges, Constitutions and Land Marks of Free Masonry; to create, 
+organize and supervise subordinate Lodges of Ancient  Free and 
+Accepted Masons, granting to them dispensations and charters, 
+empowering them to confer the degrees of Entered Apprentice, 
+Fellowcraft and Master Mason; and to do all things necessary to carry 
+into effect the objects and purposes of this incorporation.”
+The regular Grand Lodge instituted  suit in the Court of Chancery 
+against this spurious Grand Lodge with the result that in 1932 there 
+was entered a decree restraining and enjoining this “Grand Lodge of 
+ancient Free and accepted Masons of New Jersey,” its officers, 
+agents, members and employees,
+1.	From using the name or designation “The Grand Lodge of Ancient 
+Free and Accepted Masons of New Jersey.”
+2.	From using any name or designation containing the words “Free 
+and Accepted Masons,” or word “Mason,” or “Masons,” in 
+conjunction with either or both of the words “Free and 
+Accepted.”
+3.	From practicing, or pretending to practice Ancient Craft 
+Masonry, according to the ancient Charges, Constitutions and 
+Land Marks of Free Masonry; from creating, organizing or 
+supervising subordinate Lodges of Free and Accepted Masons in 
+the State of New Jersey, or pretending to do so; from conferring 
+or pretending to confer the three degrees of Free Masonry known 
+as Entered Apprentice, Fellowcraft and Master Mason, or any of 
+them.
+
+In New York are now, or have been recently, as many as fifteen 
+spurious Masonic Organizations.
+North Carolina is not now troubled, but twenty years ago they won a 
+case in court against the Cerneau bodies.
+Ohio has the “National Grand Lodge of the Independent Order of Free 
+Masons for the United States of America,” but has been successfully 
+fighting it in the courts.
+Pennsylvania has had troubles with spurious Ohio bodies and some of 
+her own, but her vigilance is such that these do not get very far in 
+deceiving the public.  For instance, in 1927 was heard the case of 
+Phillips against Johnson.  A portion of the opinion in that case 
+reads:
+:This was a proceeding in mandamus instituted by the realtors to 
+compel the Secretary of the Commonwealth to register certain emblems 
+and insignia, such registration having been refused by the Secretary 
+of the Commonwealth.  The Right Worshipful Grand Lodge of the Most 
+Ancient and Honorable Fraternity of Free and Accepted Masons of 
+Pennsylvania and Masonic Jurisdiction Thereunto Belonging and the 
+Pennsylvania Council of Deliberation were permitted to intervene as 
+defendants, no objection being raised thereto by the plaintiffs.  On 
+the trial of the case a verdict in favor of the defendants was 
+returned by the Jury.  The plaintiffs moved for a new trial which was 
+refused by the court.”
+South Dakota once had an Italian spurious body, but it has disbanded.  
+Texas has to contend with the clandestine Mexican bodies.  Utah has 
+had some experiences, but her most famous contribution to the history 
+of clandestine Masonry was the trial of the notorious McBain and 
+Thompson.  That Masonic fraud was there exposed and the perpetrators 
+sent to jail.  M.W. Sam H. Goodwin, Grand Secretary, writes of this:
+“Grand Lodge has not entered the arena against clandestinism, but a 
+great battle against clandestinism was brought to a successful 
+conclusion in the Federal Court in Salt Lake City, and the chief 
+promoters of the Thompson Masonic Fraud (three in number) heard a 
+jury declare them guilty, on ten counts, of using the U.S.  Mails to 
+defraud.
+“Grand Lodge did not get into this, neither did any other Masonic 
+organization.  But Masons furnished the funds which made the trial 
+possible.  It was necessary to send investigators across the water to 
+look up records in France, and to interview certain important 
+witnesses in Scotland, and to secure their promise to come over for 
+the trial.  Utah brethren furnished the money for this work, also for 
+the expenses of the three men to come and return, as the U.S. does 
+not pay to bring witnesses from outside the United States.
+“The men engaged in this fraud were each sentenced to serve two years 
+in Leavenworth and to pay fines of $5,000.00 each.  This destroyed 
+the organization - so far as I am aware, no fragment of it is left.
+“The Scottish Bite Bodies published a book of some 260 pages and an 
+index, giving an accurate and most interesting account of Thompson’s 
+methods, and of the trial of that case.”
+A spurious Grand Lodge of Thompson extraction was, and perhaps still 
+is, alive in Wyoming.
+The District of Columbia has had to contend with various would-be 
+incorporators who desire to attach themselves to legitimate 
+Freemasonry, but has always been successful in heading off 
+clandestines who desire legal status under papers of incorporation.
+In many States Prince Hall or other varieties of so-called Negro 
+Masonry is in existence, but this variety of clandestinism is seldom 
+if ever harmful to regular Masonry.  As a general rule, the 
+legitimate Grand Lodges of the southern States do not quarrel with 
+the so-called Negro Lodges, although they are” clandestine.  Grand 
+Secretary James M. Clift, of Virginia, puts the general attitude very 
+clearly in writing about colored Masonry in the Old Dominion.  He 
+says:
+“The Negro (Prince Hall) Grand Lodges, organized just after the war 
+between the States, can hardly be said to be clandestine, as it in no 
+way interferes with Lodges in Virginia.  As a matter of fact, the 
+then Grand Secretary of Virginia, Dr. John Dove, aided the leading 
+colored members of this organization in establishing it in Virginia, 
+believing it would be helpful to Negro citizenship.  His text book 
+was used as their guide for some years.  No recognition could be 
+given them, but so far it appears that Dr. Dove’s conclusions were 
+correct.
+Occasionally, however, clandestine Negro Masonry gets in trouble with 
+regular Grand Lodges.  Colorado, in common with many other States, 
+has for years had colored “Masonic Lodges” which usually give regular 
+Masons no trouble.  A few years ago a colored man there organized 
+“Masonic Lodges” and a “Grand Lodge of Masons,” which became a rival 
+of the old colored “Grand Lodge.”  These organizations became 
+involved in litigation in which one sought to restrain the other from 
+use of a name which in essence was the same as the name of the 
+regular Grand Lodge.  If a decision had been obtained, one of these 
+Negro organizations would have had the legal right to use the name of 
+the regular Grand Lodge A.F. & A.M.  of Colorado, and the use of the 
+Masonic emblems.  The danger lay in the fact that if such a decision 
+had been rendered, some degree-monger and organization of spurious 
+“Masonic Lodges” might have obtained control of the successful 
+colored “Grand Lodge” and converted it into a clandestine Grand Lodge 
+for white men, and his organization would have been fortified with a 
+decision of the court that it was entitled to the name of “Grand 
+Lodge of Ancient Free and Accepted Masons” and the use of the Masonic 
+emblems. 
+The regular Grand Lodge of Colorado therefore intervened in the suit.  
+After trial, the District Court issued a writ of injunction, 
+permanently restraining and enjoining both Negro organizations and 
+their subordinate Lodges from using the names “Mason,” “Freemason,” 
+“Masonic” and “Free and Accepted” (together with various other 
+names), and the name “The Most Worshipful Grand Lodge of Ancient Free 
+and Accepted Masons of Colorado,” and the members from using, 
+displaying and wearing emblems and insignia of Freemasonry.
+The decision would be of value to Colorado in case it should become 
+necessary for the Grand Lodge to enter into litigation with 
+clandestine Masonic organizations.
+In a majority of States legislation has been passed making it an 
+offense against the law to use the emblems of a fraternal 
+organization without a right, or to adopt and use the name of a pre-
+existent fraternal, charitable, benevolent, humane or other non-
+profit making organization.  Some of these laws are very elaborate, 
+others are less specific, but in States where such legislation has 
+been invoked by regular Masonry against usurpation by clandestine 
+bodies, the courts have upheld, or are now in the process of 
+upholding the regular and recognized Grand Lodges of the nation 
+against those who would profit at their expense.
+Clandestine Masonry of today is wholly profit-making, begun and 
+carried on by individuals who have nothing but duplicity to sell to 
+their victims.  Unfortunately, many honest men have been persuaded to 
+pay fees for the “degrees” of such spurious organizations, in the 
+innocent belief that they were becoming regular Masons.  Some 
+pathetic cases form a part of the literature of clandestinism.  The 
+charity of Masonry, however, is usually extended to the honest 
+victims of misrepresentation, and such “Masons” mat apply, and. if 
+they can pass the ballot in a regular Lodge, their misfor-tune in 
+innocently entering a clandestine body seldom acts as an objection to 
+their receiving the blessings of genuine Masonry.
+
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+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume I, Issue 1                         July 1, 1993
+ Welcome....................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial..................................Joe DeRouen
+ Staff of STTS.........................................
+ ---------------- MONTHLY COLUMNS ---------------------
+ Letters to the Editor.................................
+ For Sale/Wants Ads....................................
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+ (Book) Poss. Secret of Joy/A.Walker....Heather DeRouen
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+Welcome to the first issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In
+this issue, as well as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the
+best in fiction, poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading
+material.
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+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
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+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
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+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
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+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
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+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
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+ 
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+As I write this, I'm only about 3/4th's of the way finished with the
+first issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows. It's 12:30am June the 14th,
+exactly 24 hours before my self-imposed deadline for the release of the
+first issue.
+
+If this editorial sees the light of day (or should I saw the glow of
+your monitor?) then you'll know that I made it.
+
+There's several other electronic/on-line magazines out there. Poetry In
+Motion, Smoke & Mirrors, Ruby's Pearls, ModemNews, On-Line News and
+Review, Dallas/Ft. Worth On-Line, Eeek! Bits... and several others that
+I can't recall at the moment but I'm sure are good magazines all the
+same.
+
+So why bring STTS Magazine into existence, with all these other's out
+there?
+
+The world of electronic publishing is just now opening up, and I'm
+sure that my magazine won't be the last to debut. There's plenty of
+room out there in the electronic world for magazines, as there's
+virtually no overhead involved in producing one. What IS involved,
+though, is time. Lot's of it, too. When I first started this, I really
+didn't know what I was getting myself into. Now, I think I'm finally
+beginning to realize.
+
+And you know what? I'm not going to give up. Producing this first issue
+has been a real challenge, and I don't foresee things getting any easier
+in the near future. My goal is to bring to you, the reader, some of the
+best writing available. A lot of it will be mine at first. This isn't
+because I'm over egocentric (well, maybe a little) but because the BBS
+world at large seems hesitant to submit stories or articles to the
+various magazines out there. I'm not exactly sure why, but I'm hoping
+that as this medium grows and matures that that'll change. I'll do my
+best to help bring about the change.
+
+Which brings us to my original rhetorical question: Why bring out such a
+magazine, with all the others already out there? STTS isn't going to try
+to compete with any of the others. There's no need for that. We'll try
+and find a loyal readership and give them a reason to stay loyal. We'll
+try to bring innovative ideas and concepts to the world of electronic
+publishing. More than anything else, though, we'll try to have FUN and
+to help YOU have fun. If you don't have that, there's really no point to
+any of it.
+
+If you have any comments, compliments, or criticisms, direct them to
+myself, Joe DeRouen, through any of the addresses listed in CONTACT
+POINTS elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Thank you, and happy reading!
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher, Editor
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Jason Malandro.........................Book Reviews
+  Russell Mirabelli......................Shareware Reviews
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Tamara.................................Poetry
+
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his spare
+  time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music, playing
+  with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and most
+  importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island
+  chain off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk
+  lamps when he isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS
+  OUT, his BBS movie review publication (now syndicated to over 15
+  boards).  Bruce started reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as
+  part of a science fiction opinion column he authored for THE
+  BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S
+  GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is available through Bruce's
+  distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a
+  freelance writer and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth
+  area.
+
+  Russell Mirabelli is currently pursuing his Master of Science
+  degree in Information Systems at the University of Texas at Arlington.
+  He works for an educational software company as a multimedia programmer.
+  He enjoys playing bass, cycling and rollerblading. He lives in Arlington,
+  Texas, with his wife and two cats.
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished works,
+  an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after hearing about
+  some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce Diamond to join him
+  in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy to take up movie
+  criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's showing conservative
+  political thinkers the error of their ways, reading, or playing bass or the
+  guitar (depending on the day of the week) He occasionally works selling
+  computers, too. When he grows up, he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Actually, I didn't get her profile in
+  time for the first issue, but it sounds much more enigmatic this way,
+  don't you think?)
+
+ 
+ 
+
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+ 
+
+  Letters To The Editor
+
+
+   There are no letters this month, as this is the first month of the
+   magazine. Those wishing to comment on something in STTS, critique a
+   review, or just sound off in general can contact me via any of the
+   addresses listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue. When
+   sending your letter, make "STTS Letters" as your title.
+
+   Letters may or may not be answered personally, and we reserve the
+   right to edit those selected for publication for clarity and length.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ For Sale/Wanted Ads
+ -------------------
+
+
+ As this is the first issue of STTS, there aren't a whole lot of for
+ sale/want ad's in here. In fact, there's only one, and it's mine.
+
+ To place a for sale/want ad with us, free of charge, send an ASCII ad
+ (fifty words or less) to me via any of the addresses listed under
+ CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue.
+
+ Private ads only, please. Business aren't allowed. If you're a business
+ and wish to place an ad in STTS, please refer to ADVERTISERS elsewhere
+ in this issue.
+
+
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------
+Wanted: DIE PANISCHE HAND, a novel by Jonathan Carroll. Hard cover or
+paperback. Will pay fair price. Contact Joe DeRouen via internet at
+jderouen@sdf.lonestar.org, through RIME at ->SUNLIGHT (common conf.),
+or call STTS BBS at 214/620-8793
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Contest Giveaway
+
+
+ Each month, STTS magazine will be giving away two prizes. The prizes
+ will range from registered versions of popular shareware packages to
+ Compact Discs, to a year subscription (via a disk mailed to you) to
+ STTS On-Line! In other words, you never know what we'll be giving away
+ next!
+
+ If the prize is shareware/software, unless otherwise noted, the
+ versions available will be IBM compatiable only. If another version
+ is available, we'll make a note of that and ask you to let us know what
+ system you have.
+
+ To enter, please send me a note containing the following information:
+
+      1. Full name
+      2. Street/P.O. Address
+      3. City, state, zip
+      4. Country (if not USA)
+      5. Prize choice (first entry drawn gets their choice,
+         second entry gets the other prize)
+      6. Disk size (1.2 or 1.44, high density or low density)
+      7. Where you obtained your copy of STTS (if on a BBS, name
+         and phone number of BBS)
+      8. The current date (Mm/Dd/Yy)
+
+ This information can be sent to me via several different avenues. All
+ of the following should reach me.
+
+ PCRelay/RIME ->SUNLIGHT  (in the Common conference)
+ InterNet: jderouen@sdf.lonestar.org
+ Pen & Brush Network - any conference
+ TTN Network - Net Chat, Poetry & Prose
+
+ US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+           14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+           Dallas, Tx. 75244
+
+
+ To be eligible for the contest every month, you have to register every
+ month. Try to send me your entry as soon as possible. If I receive it
+ after the 25th day of the month, I'll put it in with the following
+ month's entries.
+
+
+ Prizes for July
+
+ July's prizes (to be sent out sometime shortly after August 1st) will
+ be registered versions of Book-E and Quote! Descriptions of these
+ programs follow:
+
+
+ The Book-E v1.04 copyright (c) 1993, Relative Software. The Book-E
+ makes stand-alone EXE's from plain text files to distribute newsletters,
+ manuals, electronic books, and any disktop publishing material.
+ Customize your finished EXE with all different window colors and
+ borders. Shareware version includes SHELL1 (scrolling window).
+ Registered version includes SHELL1, SHELL2 (mouse, pd menus, and search
+ feature) and SHELL3 (mouse, pd menus, search, and print features)
+
+ Quote! v1.4 copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen. Quote! is a random quote
+ generator that can quote from up to 9 different Quote files. Can be used
+ on boot-up to display a random quote to greet you as you begin your daily
+ computing. Registered version contains over 50 different Quote files! You
+ can easily write your own Quote files as well. .
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+
+
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+
+
+ 
+ 
+Cancer: Surviving The Fear
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Nearly one year ago today, my wife was diagnosed as having terminal
+cancer. She has atypical Mycosis Fungoites, which is a rare form of
+lymphoma. Atypical means it isn't typical, so what it boils down to is
+that she had a rare form of a rare form of cancer.
+
+In other words, almost no one else in the world has exactly what she has.
+This has been maddening but has also given us hope. The doctors refuse
+to give us a life prognosis, saying that she could live as little as
+three years or as long as thirty. They just don't KNOW. She's skipped
+certain stages in the "normal" progression of the disease, and gotten to
+other levels before she should have. In every sense of the world, her
+case is abnormal.
+
+Heather's engaged in topical radiation therapy, PUVA light therapy,
+Interferon injections, steroids, and several other drugs and treatments.
+Sometime in the next two years, her doctors should know whether or not
+her disease will go into remission.
+
+The point of this article isn't to educate the readers of STTS on
+cancer, nor is it to bring "get-well" mail to my wife.
+
+When we discovered that she had cancer and had possibly lost years to
+her life, we also discovered that we had lost something almost as
+precious: friends. Before she was diagnosed we had several friends, all
+open, intelligent, and generally good people. We now have very few, and
+of those we DO have, fewer still feel comfortable talking about her
+disease. Of her family, only Heather's mother will openly talk about it,
+and even then you can tell she's uncomfortable.
+
+"How're you doing?" They'll ask, not really wanting to know. Anything
+more than a "Fine, thanks." and they close themselves off, and
+physically leave the room if possible.
+
+We're all afraid of death, and anything that reminds us of our own
+mortality brings us a step closer to that Ultimate End. It's human
+nature to hide from what we fear or don't understand, to bury our heads
+deep beneath the covers of our life.
+
+It doesn't have to be this way. Heather's still the same bright, warm,
+funny woman that she was before she got sick. She still has the same
+dreams, hopes, wishes, and ambitions. She's still the kindest women I've
+ever had the pleasure to know. She doesn't deserve to be shunned from
+those who once claimed her friendship, nor to be forced to pretend that
+there's nothing wrong when there most definitely is.
+
+I, too, have fallen prey to this most human failing. In the beginning, I
+was strong and tried my best to be There For Her. As time went by, I
+became frightened. What if her life span was to be closer to the three
+years than the thirty? I'm 24. I didn't want to be left alone in the
+prime of my life. For a while, I ran as far away mentally as I possibly
+could.
+
+I consider myself to be of above-average intelligence, open, honest, and
+accepting of those different than me. One of the "enlightened crowd", if
+you will. Yet here I was, running away from the woman who loved me more
+than anyone else ever had, and who I, in turn, love with all of my
+heart. It had to stop somewhere. And it did.
+
+If you have a friend of relative who suffers from a handicap, who has
+cancer or AIDS, who needs your support.. Go to them. Be their friend,
+love them. Remember that, deep down, where it really counts, they're the
+person that you know and love. Time is precious and the time we're given
+to share the love within us all is far too often brief. Take advantage of
+it. Listen to them, and, whatever you do, don't run away. If you do,
+come back.
+
+There are a multitude of support groups and counseling services out there
+that will help you come to terms with your loved one's situation. If you
+find you're having problems dealing with it on your own, seek one of
+these out. Don't feel silly or bad for doing so. Believe me, you're not
+alone. Look through the yellow pages under "counseling" or "support
+groups" and look for a group or orginization that specializes in the
+disease or handicap that you need help in coping with.
+
+Sooner or later, we all die. Accept that, and you can get on with what's
+important in life: living.
+
+
+ 
+ 
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+ 
+Through The Magic Lantern
+Copyright (c) 1993, Diamond & Shipp
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                    -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
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+                      º   Ç· Ö· Ö· ·· Ö· Ç·      º   Ç· Ö·
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+
+                       WITH BRUCE DIAMOND AND RANDY SHIPP
+
+
+                    -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  JURASSIC PARK:  Steven Spielberg, director.  Michael     ³
+        ³  Crichton and David Koepp, screenplay.  Based on the      ³
+        ³  novel by Michael Crichton.  Stars Sam Neill, Laura Dern, ³
+        ³  Jeff Goldblum, Richard Attenborough, Bob Peck, Martin    ³
+        ³  Ferrero, B.D. Wong, Joseph Mazzello, Ariana Richards,    ³
+        ³  Samuel L. Jackson and Wayne Knight.  Universal Pictures. ³
+        ³  Rated PG-13.                                             ³
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+
+
+     BRUCE DIAMOND:  Welcome to the first installment of THROUGH THE
+                     MAGIC LANTERN, with Diamond and Shipp.
+                     I'm Diamond.
+
+
+     RANDY SHIPP:  And I'm Shipp.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  For this first installment, we'll be discussing Steven
+               Spielberg's new epic, JURASSIC PARK, taken from Michael
+               Crichton's best-selling novel.  Billionaire John
+               Hammond (Richard Attenborough) creates a theme park on
+               an island off the coast of Costa Rica.  His investors
+               are nervous about the park, so he invites two
+               scientists, paleontologist Allan Grant (Sam Neill) and
+               paleobotanist Ellie Sattler (Laura Dern) to give the
+               park their "stamp of approval."  As added insurance,
+               the investors' lawyer, Donald Gennaro (Martin Ferrero)
+               brings along a brilliant mathematician, Dr. Ian Malcolm
+               (Jeff Goldblum), whose Choas-based theories foretell
+               the inevitable collapse of the park.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  The visitors are astounded when they reach the park to
+             find that Hammond's team of geneticists have cloned
+             dinosaurs from DNA millions of years old.  The group
+             quickly decides that perhaps Hammond's scientists have
+             acted too quickly, but are convinced by the jubilant
+             Hammond to withhold final judgement until after they have
+             had the grand tour of the park.  But a tropical storm,
+             and the actions of a spy on Hammond's staff combine to
+             make for a less-than-pleasant tour.  When Hammond's
+             dinosaurs are set free to roam the island, the visitors
+             are forced to survive against long-extinct predators.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Well, Randy, I think you may have understated the case
+               when you say "less-than-pleasant tour."
+
+
+     SHIPP:  You're right.  I think that's one of the things that most
+             people, especially parents, may be interested in hearing.
+             JURASSIC PARK isn't exactly a kiddie movie.  Steven
+             Spielberg's movie isn't gory, but it is suspenseful,
+             maybe too much for some younger kids.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Suspenseful is, again, an understatement.  JURASSIC is a
+               tense, scary movie, perhaps the best-made monster movie
+               ever.  It will scare you.  Bar none.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Maybe the fact that these monsters were once real makes
+             it even more scary.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  That's a good point.  There's something primal about
+               dinosaurs -- practically every kid feels it at one
+               point or another.  Maybe it's a racial memory that
+               keeps bringing us back to dinosaurs, even though
+               science tells us that humans and dinosaurs never
+               co-existed.  Look at the popularity of Godzilla, for
+               example.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Right.  There's been a real rush on dinosaur things
+             lately, and I think it's because they're the only
+             monsters we're allowed to believe in.  Spielberg has
+             taken what may have been fascinating creatures for kids
+             and made them very believable and very scary.  Of course,
+             it's worth noting that not all the dinos in JURASSIC are
+             killers.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Too true.  The brachiosaurs are one example of the
+               peaceful dinos in this film.  The scene where Neill and
+               Dern first see a live brachiosaur is incredible.  I
+               *felt* the awe they were feeling, and the computer
+               graphics are impeccable.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Yeah, in my opinion, I think the shots of peaceful animals
+             were more awesome than the dark, violent shots of T. Rex.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  A friend who accompanied me to the preview said he was
+               pulled in by the shot of the brachiosaurs in the lake,
+               mixed with smaller dinosaurs and birds.  It was so
+               REAL.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Or the scene where the herd of small dinos flocked like
+             birds across a field.  That's where JURASSIC PARK's
+             special effects people really succeeded:  they managed to
+             really let you forget you weren't looking at models or
+             computer graphics.  The effects, including the incredible
+             sound, convinced you for a while that all that was
+             possible.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  You know, I've already heard one critic complain that
+               the full-size animatronic puppets and the computer
+               graphics didn't blend together at all for him.  He even
+               mentioned stop-motion animation, but the fact is that
+               while Industrial Light and Magic's "Go-Motion" team
+               (the same team responsible for the Landwalkers in THE
+               EMPIRE STRIKES BACK and other such movies) worked on
+               the dinosaur's movements, absolutely NO stop-motion
+               animation was used in the movie.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  I think it's a tribute to ILM that I couldn't tell how the
+             effects were done.  And I'm a person who usually pays
+             close attention to special effects.  I think it's great
+             that the effects in this movie didn't vie for your
+             attention quite like TERMINATOR 2.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  T2 seemed more of an effects-for-effects'-sake movie,
+               whereas in JURASSIC PARK, the thrill-ride terror is
+               more of the focus.  That may be the major distinction
+               between James Cameron and Steven Spielberg as
+               directors.  Cameron's great with action flicks, but
+               NOBODY can do atmosphere and white-knuckle scenes like
+               Spielberg.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  And they abound in JURASSIC PARK.  I'll tell you, I'm
+             tempted to declare this movie Spielberg's best for that
+             very reason.  At no point did the tension stop building
+             in this movie until the very end, when it climaxed and
+             then dropped off very suddenly.  I thought that perhaps
+             there might have been a bit more denouement or epilogue
+             to the story, but then the ending was a weakness in
+             Crichton's book, which may have been difficult to remedy
+             in the screen adaptation.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Yes, but there was more of a sense of closure to the
+               novel.  The film, unfortunately, just leaves you
+               hanging.  Perhaps deliberately for a sequel, which
+               Spielberg has dropped hints about lately.  Spielberg
+               changed several things from the book, some for the
+               better, some for the worse.  I'm not sure I agree with
+               his softening of EVERY character.  Hammond, for
+               example, is not nearly as obsessed as he is in the
+               book.  Crichton's Ian Malcolm was much more acerbic,
+               and his kids were quite annoying.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  You're right.  I worried that the kids would come out
+             badly in the film, and in fact they did quite well.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  I agree.  The girl (Ariana Richards) plays absolute
+               terror so *well* that I was afraid for her!
+
+
+     SHIPP:  As for a sequel, I think they might have used the
+             minimal epilogue of the novel to set us up for a
+             JURASSIC PARK 2, but instead, Spielberg chose not even to
+             give us a hint that there could be more action.  I think
+             part of that comes from the fact that he was forced to
+             edit the story heavily.  A time and money constraint
+             certainly must have led him to cut back some scenes in
+             the book, some of which suggested in no uncertain terms
+             the possibility of a sequel.  But I think that with the
+             incredible box office success this movie is likely to
+             see, a sequel may be so financially sound an investment
+             as to be inevitable.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  A time and money constraint?  I don't know.  Considering
+               Spielberg spent somewhere between 50 and 70 million
+               dollars and spent two months filming in Hawaii, it may
+               have been more of a *dramatic* purpose to cut back some
+               scenes from the book.  The whole business of dinosaurs
+               (velociraptors, actually) escaping to the mainland was
+               dropped entirely, and I think it makes for a stronger
+               film.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  A little more focused, maybe.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Which, frankly, film needs to be.  The medium dictates
+               it.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  It's hard to fault Spielberg for not making a four hour
+             movie, which JURASSIC PARK surely would've been had every
+             scene been recreated...but it would've been fun to see
+             two more hours of incredible dinosaur effects and to hear
+             more of John Williams' outstanding score.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Williams has outdone himself here.  It's not often I can
+               still hear the score in my head after I leave a movie.
+               Right now, the theme from JURASSIC PARK is playing over
+               and over in my mind.  While it may not be his absolute
+               best work (and I might have to say that for Spielberg,
+               as well), it's certainly better than some of his more
+               recent efforts.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Yep.  This soundtrack will join STAR WARS in my CD
+             collection.  I found myself several times thinking, "This
+             is just like STAR WARS.  Williams has actually WATCHED
+             this movie."  His music will bring back the story when
+             you listen to it later.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Do you maintain that this is Spielberg's best movie,
+               even in the light of JAWS, E.T., and THE COLOR PURPLE?
+               While it's an excellent job, and easily the most
+               exciting movie so far this year, I'm a little hesitant
+               to call it his best.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  It's tough to decide which of those medalists should get
+             the gold, isn't it?  I just feel that maybe Spielberg has
+             found a style which he might even refine more.  The
+             suspense was so taut in JURASSIC, you'd think it was the
+             only style Spielberg had ever worked in.  Perhaps I was
+             hasty to suggest it was his best, but then I hope that we
+             haven't seen Steven Spielberg's best movie.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  I hope we haven't, either.  God knows, it'll take a lot
+               to surpass JURASSIC PARK.  I've been maintaining for
+               the last two weeks that this is Spielberg's medium.  He
+               works best with topics that at least have some
+               grounding in reality.  When he takes off on a flight of
+               fantasy (viz. HOOK), he loses his footing, despite the
+               youth-based themes that he resonates so well with.
+
+
+
+     SHIPP:  I think that may be why, surprisingly to some people,
+             JAWS sticks out among the list of movies you mentioned
+             earlier.  It had the same sort of building fear that
+             JURASSIC PARK has, and it also deals with real-life
+             monsters.  In JAWS, though, he had a much easier time
+             building suspense, since the menace was hidden and struck
+             without warning.  In JURASSIC, I think Spielberg had to
+             work harder to be scary, so maybe I'm a little more
+             impressed.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Well, in the end, all the arguments and little flaws in
+               the movie can be swept away by just two words:  "WHO
+               CARES?"  JURASSIC PARK is one mother of an amusement
+               ride, and everything else can just fall by the wayside.
+               On a scale of 1-10, I'd have to give JURASSIC PARK a
+               10!
+
+
+     SHIPP:  I'm with you, Bruce.  This movie sparkled the way only a
+             high-budget, high-quality film can, and is the first
+             movie in a while which left me breathless even during the
+             ride home.  JURASSIC PARK was a perfect 10!
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  That's it for this month's installment of THROUGH THE
+               MAGIC LANTERN, with Diamond and Shipp.  Be with us next
+               month when we discuss another summer blockbuster.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  I'm Diamond and he's Shipp...nononono...He's Diamond and
+             I'm Shipp...and we'll meet YOU at the matinee.  See you
+             next time.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Reprinted by permission
+from Lights Out magazine
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                    -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  CLIFFHANGER:  Renny Harlin, director.  Michael France    ³
+        ³  and Sylvester Stallone, screenplay.  Screen story by     ³
+        ³  Michael France.  Based on a premise by John Long.        ³
+        ³  Stars Sylvester Stallone, John Lithgow, Michael Rooker,  ³
+        ³  Janine Turner, Rex Linn, Caroline Goodall, Paul Win-     ³
+        ³  field and Ralph Waite.  TriStar Pictures.  Rated R.      ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+                        ** Reviewed by Bruce Diamond **
+                      (from the June issue of LIGHTS OUT)
+
+
+          Go for popcorn or whatever after the first ten minutes,
+     because by then you've already seen the most exciting moments of
+     CLIFFHANGER, the Sly Stallone starrer that's supposed to be his
+     mega-hit this summer.  Here's a hint -- it ain't gonna happen,
+     despite a strong opening weekend.  Some wags have already tagged
+     this movie as "DIE HARD on a mountain," and while there's some
+     truth to that description, you'll find that it doesn't hold true
+     for the length of the film.
+
+          Director Renny Harlin also directed DIE HARD 2, which is
+     where the comparison is coming from.  Unfortunately, the same
+     weaknesses he exhibited in DIE HARD 2 (when compared with John
+     McTiernan's DIE HARD, the first film) are on display here.  At
+     least with DIE HARD 2, he had a halfway-clever script and a
+     compelling villain to work with.  There's no humor in CLIFF-
+     HANGER, at least not that I could find, and John Lithgow's
+     villain is scenery-chewing at its worst.  He's almost as bad here
+     as he was in last summer's Hitchcockian stinker, RAISING CAIN.
+     Sporting what seems to be a South African accent, Lithgow's
+     dialogue, after the first half hour of exposition, is reduced to
+     endless variations on, "You bahstid."  At one point, after dis-
+     covering that Stallone (playing rescue ranger Gabe Walker) has
+     survived yet another attempt on his life, he says into a walkie
+     talkie, "Walker, you're a bahstid, but you're a resourceful
+     bahstid."  I can only assume that these lines are the result of
+     Stallone's wholesale rewriting of the script.  They're definitely
+     on a par with, "Yo, Adrienne!"
+
+          I pray we eventually see the end of the Hollywood blockbus-
+     ter, the "high concept" film, soon.  If you checked the credits
+     in the box before this review began, you'll have noticed that
+     CLIFFHANGER is "based on a premise by John Long."  Based on a
+     premise?  This has all the smell of a "high concept" thrown out
+     during a power lunch with studio executives.  "How's this?
+     Stallone on a mountain!  What do you think?  Can't miss, eh?"
+     And whoever this John Long is (sounds like a pseudonym, doesn't
+     it?), he gets paid his "premise" money, the star and director are
+     signed, and THEN the script gets written.  I'm willing to bet
+     that's exactly how the deal went down.
+
+          Gabe quits the Rocky Mountain Rescue Team when something
+     goes wrong during a rescue.  His lover, Jessie Deighan (Janine
+     Turner), convinces him to get back on the mountain to rescue some
+     hikers who have lost their way.  Hal Tucker (Micheal Rooker),
+     Walker's former partner, joins him in the rescue, even though he
+     still blames Gabe for what happened.  What neither rescuer knows,
+     though, is that the hikers are actually criminals looking for
+     some lost U.S. Treasury money, led by Eric Qualen (Lithgow).
+     The band of criminals is pretty run-of-the-mill, although they
+     all seem to have ODed on testosterone before making the drop.
+     They are all, to the person, rude, egotistical, and basically
+     playing the same character.
+
+          The scenery and the aerial photography are tops, and the
+     only reason to see CLIFFHANGER.  If you want really exciting
+     mountain climbing scenes, stay home and rent K2 from last year.
+
+     RATING:   3 out of 10
+ 
+ 
+The Best on the Boards
+Copyright (c) 1993, Russell Mirabelli
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Many bulletin boards across the nation have a huge amount of
+software to choose from for download. Most have so many titles
+that determining which ones might be worth the download time is
+difficult. In this column, I will attempt to help you sort through
+the huge morass of shareware available and let you know which
+titles I feel are worth your evaluation. All the software reviewed
+in this column is available on many bulletin boards throughout the
+country. If you have difficulty locating a particular title, I
+recommend that you contact its author at the address listed.
+
+
+One of the recent trends in the commercial game market is
+the horror genre, and Apogee software is joining in the fray
+with their release MONSTER BASH. Weighing in at over 900k of
+download time and well over 1MB of disk space (more for the release
+version), monster bash is a great run-and-shoot style adventure
+game. Its graphics are just a little bit on the horrific side,
+but not so much as to cause any real concern.
+
+Monster Bash supports joystick as well as keyboard controls, and
+soundblaster/adlib cards are supported. This recent trend by the
+major shareware game manufacturers to support these cards is
+quite appreciated.
+
+Monster Bash does require quite a bit of free memory to run, so
+this can be a problem if you keep a lot of drivers loaded. Most
+games have this problem these days, so you should be prepared
+for this problem.
+
+In Monster bash, Johnny Dash's dalmation, Tex, has been
+kidnapped. As is usual, it is your job as JD to free all the
+pets kidnapped and save the world from the scourge of all
+humanity (of course, just as in every other game). You
+are equipped with a magical slingshot that never runs out of
+stones and can mutate if you jump and grab certain icons.
+
+Although it is a quite large download, I feel that Monster Bash
+is a really interesting and fun game, at least for a little
+while. This reviewer has no fondness for PC arcade games (that's
+why I got a SEGA), but Monster Bash may very well be just the
+thing that some other gamers are looking for.
+
+For your $39.00 registration fee, you receive hint/cheat sheets
+and two more sets of levels (and even better graphics!). Apogee
+is also one of the largest game companies in existence (even
+though it is a shareware company) and boasts great service.
+
+My rating for MONSTER BASH: (1-10)
+
+Value        7
+Graphics     8
+Action       7
+--------------
+Overall      7
+
+Monster Bash is a well-executed arcade game for the PC with
+innovative, fresh graphics and good action.
+
+MONSTER BASH
+APOGEE SOFTWARE
+PO Box 496389
+Garland, TX 75049
+
+If you are a shareware author and would like to see your product
+reviewed in this column, please contact me either via e-mail at
+the STTS bulletin board, through RIME (->SUNLIGHT), P&BNet, TTN (Net
+Chat conference) or via conventional mail. My conventional
+mail address is:
+
+                Russell Mirabelli
+                1216 Lamar Blvd E #508
+                Arlington, TX 76011
+
+ 
+ 
+The Best on the Boards
+Copyright (c) 1993, Russell Mirabelli
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Many bulletin boards across the nation have a huge amount of
+software to choose from for download. Most have so many titles
+that determining which ones might be worth the download time is
+difficult. In this column, I will attempt to help you sort through
+the huge morass of shareware available and let you know which
+titles I feel are worth your evaluation. All the software reviewed
+in this column is available on many bulletin boards throughout the
+country. If you have difficulty locating a particular title, I
+recommend that you contact its author at the address listed.
+
+THELMA THISTLEBLOSSOM, by Timp Software, is a comprehensive
+stand-alone spelling and grammar checker. This package allows a
+user to review his or her documents for spelling and basic
+grammatical errors. Although it has its weaknesses, Thelma is a
+sound product.
+
+The first thing that you encounter when you start this program is
+a "beg screen" accompanied by the theme from Beethoven's Ninth
+Symphony. This is a welcome item in the eyes of this reviewer, as
+sometimes when these opening screens stay up too long, I will
+reboot my system, suspecting a crash. The tune lets me know that
+I'm intentionally being held at this point.
+
+Once the intro screen goes away, Thelma asks for the file you wish
+to check. It accepts documents in two formats: ASCII text and
+WordPerfect. The WP format is nice for those users who don't wish
+to export from their word processor. It also is not a surprise, as
+Timp software comes from Orem, Utah (the city where WP
+headquarters is located). It uses a relatively strong file-opening
+dialog sequence, though the user does need to understand the use
+of DOS wildcards to get full use.
+
+The first of Thelma's two functions is that of a spell checker.
+Although people who use a full-featured word processor might not
+need this, those (like myself) who prefer small text editors will
+find this useful. Thelma's dictionary size of 89,000 words is
+actually a bit small compared to other shareware spell checkers,
+but it certainly is adequate. Upon finding a misspelled word, it
+will offer selections for replacement (using letter keys), or allow
+the user to edit the word manually (if the word is not found).
+
+The spell checker falls down in one major respect: the dictionary is
+fixed. I personally dislike the fact that my name is considered
+misspelled every time it comes up, or that major computer terms
+are not in the dictionary. A user-extensible spell checker would
+take care of this problem.
+
+The second and more unique of Thelma's functions is that of a
+grammar checker. It checks for technical errors, such as doubled
+words, overuse of technical words, and long sentences. Its
+function in that regard is adequate: it does help pick up on things
+that I might have missed otherwise. I personally have the problem
+of overuse of the passive voice, and Thelma reminds me to not
+overuse it.
+
+The grammar functions are not entirely perfect, either. For
+example, the proper way to use a period on a typewriter is to
+follow it with two spaces, but on a laser printer (especially with
+good fonts) it is proper to use a single space. Also, the advice
+given is a bit stoic: it offers no real solutions to your problem,
+it merely points out the problem.
+
+Thelma's registration fee is $29.00, and for this you get quite a
+bundle of goods: a grammar reference and tutorial, a printed
+manual and quick reference, and one shareware update. The intro
+screens also go away. Comparatively, this is a quite good value,
+and extremely competitively priced in comparison to commercial
+products (Grammatik, Correct Grammar, etc.).
+
+My rating for THELMA THISTLEBLOSSOM: (1-10)
+
+Value        8
+Usability    5
+Performance  6
+--------------
+Overall      6
+
+Thelma Thistleblossom performs as well as one would expect, and it
+compares favorably to commercial software. However, grammar is not
+a set of cut-and-dry rules, and this makes it a difficult task for
+any computer program. If your writing could use a little touch-up,
+I wouldn't hesitate to recommend that you give Thelma
+Thistleblossom a try!
+
+THELMA THISTLEBLOSSOM
+Timp Software
+758 East 100 North
+Orem, Utah 84059-4910
+
+
+If you are a shareware author and would like to see your product
+reviewed in this column, please contact me either via e-mail at
+the STTS bulletin board, through RIME (->SUNLIGHT), P&BNet, TTN (Net
+Chat conference) or via conventional mail. My conventional
+mail address is:
+
+                Russell Mirabelli
+                1216 Lamar Blvd E #508
+                Arlington, TX 76011
+
+ 
+ 
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+POWER OF TEN
+Chris deBurgh
+A&M Records
+
+POWER OF TEN, Chris deBurgh's first release of new material since
+1988's disappointing FLYING COLOURS (he released a "best of" collection,
+SPARK TO A FLAME, and the live album HIGH ON EMOTION - LIVE IN DUBLIN in
+1989 and 1990, respectively) marks a return to the styles and passions
+embodied in earlier works such as THE CRUSADER and AT THE END OF A
+PERFECT DAY. Filled with grace, style, and most importantly powerful
+lyrics and music, POWER OF TEN is a definite winner.
+
+Opening with Where We Will Be Going, a beautiful song that takes us
+through a bit of history and beyond, the album gets better and better.
+Each song flows into the next, and it's smooth without being slick.
+
+The album's first single release, Separate Tables, tells the tale of
+a broken love affair with the hint of hope and gentle wit. (At separate
+tables we sit down to write/The separate letters that never see the
+light/If only we could just agree/To read between the lines) It's a
+wistful, heartbreaking tale of love gone awry and lost chances.
+
+Talk To Me, the album's 6th track, is an emotional, energetic foray into
+obsession and desperation. (I am the one, yes I know I am the one/I am
+the one for you now/I want you beside me/I dream of your body/I see you
+and me there forever) It's one that leaves you breathless and wanting
+for more.
+
+The Connemara Coast, the 7th track, features a guest appearance by
+irish/celtic folk band The Chieftains. The Chieftains' Paddy Moloney
+arranged the piece, and deBurgh plays a beautiful acoustic guitar in this
+haunting love song.
+
+Brother John, the CD's 8th track, returns to the world of religion
+with a twist recounted in Spanish Train (SPANISH TRAINS & OTHER
+STORIES) and The Devil's Eye (THE CRUSADER). Brother John tells the
+story of a priest that eventually gives in to temptation, and shows off
+deBurgh's strong sense of the ballad as well as his sense of humor.
+
+The CD's last track, Making The Perfect Man, is the weakest of the set
+but also the most innovative. An energetic, modern version of
+Frankenstein's Monster, (So they called the doctor, the doctor said
+'it's strange/He's got pistols on his fingers, he's got love on the
+brain/He's got a tongue good for lying and the legs to run away/He will
+fool all the people all the time some day!') it's certainly a break from
+his usual style of ballads and wistful love songs. It doesn't work on
+all levels, but it doesn't really have to.
+
+About the only negative thing I can really say about POWER OF TEN is the
+fact that it was released in 1992 and STILL isn't available in the USA.
+Alas, deBurgh's music seem to be destined to remain strictly a European
+delicacy. Except for Lady In Red (INTO THE LIGHT), a 1986 mega-hit, and
+1982's Don't Pay The Ferryman (THE GETAWAY), deBurgh's music has managed
+to elude the vast collective consciousness of most Americans. Perhaps that's
+part of what keeps it fresh and alive despite well over 10 albums. If you're
+a fan of deBurgh's (or think that you might like to give his music a listen)
+I'll urge you to pick up this CD. If you're American, that'll mean having to
+go to a bit of trouble, but it's definitely worth it.
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 10
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jason Malandro
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ZEUS AND CO.
+David Lee Jones
+AvoNova Fantasy
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+Cyrus Major, Computer programmer, night shift computer security officer,
+and California surfer, was readying to shut down the Sigma Systems
+computer for the night when something strange happened. His monitor began
+to glow a phosphorescent green, fading only moments after it appeared.
+In it's wake were a few lines of an unknown poem, words that would draw
+Cyrus deep into the heart of the biggest, funniest mystery that he'd
+ever known.
+
+Thus starts ZEUS AND CO., David Lee Jones' second novel (he also authored
+UNICORN HIGHWAY). Cryus is drawn deeper and deeper into the plot, as he
+discovers that an unauthorized user using the codename Iberlin has
+created a 100 Meg file on the mainframe's Top Secret hard drive. Soon
+after his discovery, he meet a beautiful blonde who claims to be the
+Greek Muse of love poetry Erato. It seems as though, through accident or
+scheme, her sister Euterpe (the Greek Muse of lyric poetry) has managed
+to get herself trapped on the very hard drive that Cyrus discovered the
+100 Meg file on earlier. As Cyrus - a former hacker-turned-surfer -
+delves deeper into the mystery, he finds he must fight his own disbelief
+at the situation he's found himself in at every turn. Adventure ensues,
+drawing bikers, FBI agents, employees of Sigma Systems, the owner of the
+company herself, and even the thunderbolt-tossing God of Mount Olympus
+Zeus himself into the fray.
+
+It takes over half of the book before Cyrus let's himself believe that
+Euterpe is trapped on the mainframe hard-drive, and he's just as stubborn
+about falling in love with Erato. A goodly portion of the book seems to be
+devoted to waiting for Cyrus to come around and accept what's happening to
+him. This gets a bit tedious at times - especially after the third or
+fourth time that he and Erato decide that they can't be together. The
+story slows at these points, but manages to pick itself back up again
+without being much the worse for the wear.
+
+Despite these problems, ZEUS AND CO. is an enjoyable read, and
+definitely worth the price of the paperback. Jones' style seems to be
+developing well as a writer, and, in time, he'll overcome these stumbling
+blocks. He has the potential to go far in the genre of Comedic Fantasy,
+and I wouldn't bet against him.
+
+My Rating: (out of 10 points) 7
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+POSSESSING THE SECRET OF JOY
+Alice Walker
+Pocket Books
+$5.99 US, $7.50 Canada
+
+
+"There are those who believe Black people possess the secret of joy, and
+that it is this that will sustain them through any spiritual or moral
+or physical devastation."
+
+Thus begins "Possessing the Secret of Joy", the most recent novel by
+Alice Walker, the Pulitzer-prize winning author of "The Color Purple".
+From this point forward, we witness the voyage of self-discovery and
+revelation of Tashi, the Olinkan wife of Adam.  Adam was the son that
+Celie put up for adopion at the beginning of "The Color Purple".
+
+This book is neither a prequel nor a sequel to "The Color Purple", as was
+"The Temple of My Familiar", but is rather a detailed development of two
+of the characters introduced in "The Color Purple".  It is the existing
+familiarity with these characters that makes the reader feel all the
+more intensely the joy, pain, and rage expressed within the pages.
+With this book, Alice Walker has once again proven herself one of the
+foremost storytellers of our time.
+
+The book is a "coming of age" story for every woman who has ever
+lived in the servitude of men, tracing Tashi's journey from
+servitude to freedom as she realizes that "RESISTANCE is the secret of
+joy".
+
+I found this novel to be one of the most compelling I've read in many
+years, and highly recommend it.
+
+My rating: (out of 10 points)  8
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+
+
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+
+
+
+ 
+ 
+The Roger and The Dragon
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
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+  Suave Knight,
+
+  I noticed your handle and, intrigued, decided to browse your
+  account. What I read there intrigues me even more. You and I share many
+  similar interests.
+
+  I'm looking forward to chatting with you sometime, and, eventually,
+  getting to know you.
+
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+
+
+    "Damn." Roger muttered under his breath, looking away from the
+computer screen. He'd been calling bulletin board systems for nearly three
+years now, ever since he'd gotten a modem for his 18th birthday. This was
+the first time anyone had ever initiated contact with HIM.
+    Roger wiped a bead of sweat from his greasy forehead, in the same motion
+knocking a pair of horn-rimmed glasses from his nose.
+    "Shit!" The glasses tumbled to the rug below. He couldn't see without
+his glasses, not even barely. Momentarily forgetting the computer
+(something Roger rarely did) he fumbled about on the floor until, eventually,
+his akward hands managed to find his glasses.
+    Glasses perched percariously upon his large nose, Roger jumped back in
+astonishment as the computer beeped at him, and words swept across the screen.
+
+
+  <Suave Knight 83168, Dragon Lady 83598 wishes to chat you! Y to chat>=>
+
+
+    Should I chat with her?, he thought. He'd managed to make many on-line
+friends (many more than he had in real life) but, somehow, those friendships
+had never developed into anything more.
+    He'd met maybe a half a dozen other users in his three years of BBSing,
+and, of that half a dozen, only one did he even chat with anymore. None did
+he ever see again.
+    The one that DID continue to chat with him was nearly as shy as he was
+in real life and they had agreed upon mutual consent that they'd probably
+get along better on-line than in person.
+    It wasn't that he was particulary hideous to look at. He stood an even
+six feet tall, weighed nearly 250 lbs., and had short, greasy black hair.
+Of course, he wasn't particulary handsome, either. And the thick, nerdy
+glasses didn't seem to help matters.
+    He had just never learned to get along well with people. Dungeons and
+Dragons groups were one thing, to be sure. But actually meeting people and
+talking to them in REAL life.. That was something else alltogether.
+    Especially women. Even Marjorie, the only girl in his D&D group, made
+him nervous. He'd never been able to muster up enough courage to ask a girl
+out, and had only been on three dates in his life; they were all set up by
+his mother. No, Roger didn't get along at all well with women.
+    Roger's thoughts were interrupted as the computer beeped once more.
+
+  <Suave Knight 83168, Dragon Lady 83598 wishes to chat you! Y to chat>=>Y
+
+
+  Dragon Lady 83598                      Suave Knight 83168
+  Single female, 31                      Single male, 22
+
+  Hello!
+
+  Hello. How're you this evening?
+
+  I'm doing just great, thank you. I glanced through your bio this
+  evening and found it to be really interesting.
+
+  Thank you. I haven't had the chance to peruse yours yet, but
+  I'm sure I'll find it equally as interesting.
+
+  Perhaps. So.. What do you do, Suave Knight? What keeps you awake at nearly
+  1 in the morning?
+
+  I'm a science fiction writer and I was working on my latest novel. Decided
+  to take a break and see what was happening on here.
+
+  Well, if you're busy..
+
+  No, no. That's allright. I was ready for a break.
+
+  Wellll.. In that case.. Tell me about yourself.
+
+
+     They had chatted the night through, finally logging off just as dawn
+came. They had talked about everything.
+     She was from Britain and ran a successful import-export business here
+in town. She refused to tell him her age, but she didn't sound a day over 30.
+She'd never wed, had been BBSing only a short time, and absolutely LOVED to
+read science fiction. .
+     This last bit of information had been given because Roger had mentioned
+that he was a science fiction writer. Well, who could blame him? If he had
+told her he worked at 7-11, would she have continue to chat with him? Of
+course not! He'd managed to tell (mostly) the truth throughout the rest of
+the conversation, though. Well, except for the fact that he doesn't REALLY
+live in a penthouse apartment, nor does he drive a brand new (or even an
+old) Jaguar. But those were minor details. She'd probably forget all of that
+anyway. At least he'd told her his real name.
+     He couldn't get her off his mind. The way she typed. The way he
+imagined she talked.
+     Roger knew; this time, it was for real! He was in love! Sure, he'd
+thought the same thing a few times before, only to realize just before he
+made that final step -before he actually met the person- that things couldn't
+work out. But this time, this time would be different. They'd meet, she'd
+fall in love with him, and they'd live happily ever after. He'd move out
+of his parents house shortly after, of course.
+     Though only a few hours of sleep could be had before his mid-afternoon
+shift at 7-11, Roger slept well. He slept the starry-eyed sleepy of love.
+
+
+     "Umm.. Er.. Sorry, I must have the wrong number." Roger slammed down
+the phone, hands shaking. That was the third time in the last hour he had
+dialed her number, only to have his nerve fail him.
+     It was only a little over an hour ago that Roger had logged onto the
+computer -he always called immediately after work- to find her message
+waiting for him. A simple 'Call me' with her phone number. That was it.
+Brief, yet compelling.
+     And he had called her. Only to hang up when she answered. She had the
+most beutiful voice Roger had ever heard. Exotic, deep, and, at the same
+time, delicate. The british accent had been there, as promised. He could
+almost hear bells as she fatefully intoned 'Hello.'
+     Unfortunately, at that instant, that brief pause between her
+answering and his being required to speak, he'd clammed up. His heart
+began to thunder in his chest, his legs got weak, sweat poured from
+his brow, and his eyesight began to fail him. Meekly, he hung up.
+     The fourth time, just as his courage was about to fail him again,
+he heard his name. "Hello? Roger, is that you?"
+     He wanted to answer. He formed the words in his mind. Unfortunately,
+his mouth wouldn't cooperate. Defeated, he lowered the phone towards the
+cradle.
+     "Roger, don't be scared. TALK to me!"
+     He froze. She KNEW it was him, for sure. If he didn't say something
+now, he'd probably never have the chance again. Drawing up whatever
+courage he has accumulated in 21 years, he spoke. "I'm sorry, there's
+a bad connection here. Hold on."
+     "Allright Roger."
+     "There, is that better?" His heart pounded in his chest, threatening
+to break out, but he managed to sound calm.
+     "Much better, Roger." Her voice resonated over the sprint lines. "I'm
+glad you decided to call."
+     Silence. "Umm.. Yeah, me too. So.. You've never told me your name."
+     Laughter. "How silly of me, Roger. I thought I had. It's Tia." She
+seemed to whisper over the phone, causing Roger's thick, hairy skin to
+tingle with excitement.
+     "Pleased to talk to you, Tia." He tried to laugh, overcoming his
+     nervousness a little.
+
+     And so it went on, for three and a half hours. They talked about
+everything. What Roger liked to do, where he liked to go, what he did for
+a living. (he was even honest with her this time) By the end of the
+conversation, Roger was even breathing normally.
+     "Roger, we're getting along so well. I have something to ask you, and
+I hope you don't think I'm too terribly forward."
+     "Go ahead." He choked into the phone. This was it. She was going to ask
+what he looked like, or if he'd ever done it with a woman. His hands started
+to tremble.
+     "Roger, would you like to meet me?"
+     Silence.
+     "Roger? Are you there, Roger?"
+     "I'm here. Umm, what'd you say?"
+     "Would you like to meet me?"
+     "Of course I would." He did want to, didn't he? Yes, he did. He was done
+with being a coward. He wasn't going to blow this one. "Yes, I'd very much
+like to meet you Tia."
+     She almost seemed to smile over the phone. "Good. How about tomorrow?
+What time do you get off work?"
+     "Tomorrow's my day off. Umm, what would you like to do?" He was getting
+daring.
+     "Well, I was thinking you could come over for tea. After that, we'll
+see what we feel like doing." She paused, letting her words sink in. "Roger,
+I like you very much."
+     Roger gulped into the phone, fought not to faint, then responded with
+a weak "Thanks."
+     "Well, then. How about tomorrow at eight? I'll leave you directions on
+the BBS. Sound like a plan?"
+     He kicked himself. He'd had the chance to tell her how he felt about her,
+and he'd blown it. Sure, she'd caught him off guard. But, still, that was no
+excuse. Finally, Roger was really starting to see himself. He was scared.
+Scared to take a chance. Her words interrupted his thoughts.
+     "Roger? If tomorrow's a problem.."
+     This time, his words interrupted hers. "Tomorrow'd be great, Tia. I
+like you very much, too. Don't forget to leave me directions in E-mail. Did
+I mention I like you a lot?" It all came out in a rush, leaving Roger
+breathless.
+     Tia purred. "It's a date, then. And, Roger - I'm glad you like me,
+too."
+
+
+     He'd woken early that morning. Actually, there hasn't been much sleep
+to wake up from. He'd spent most of the night lying awake in bed, thinking
+about what he was going to say to Tia, what she looked like, about where
+they might go on their date, and, yes, about making love to her.
+     Over and over they'd make love, doing it in the bed, on the washing
+machine, with her lying on the kitchen table. Every different way he'd ever
+seen, or heard about. Every way he'd ever dreamed about.
+     His thoughts (not to mention the bulge in his shorts) were interrupted
+by his mother's gruff voice.
+     "Roger!" She yelled through his bedroom door, before slamming it open.
+"Roger, there's a phone call for you."
+
+     "Roger?" Came the voice from the other end of the phone. "It's me,
+Tia. How're you this morning?"
+     "Great!" He smiled, as though she could see him. "I'm doing great.
+Really looking forward to tonight!"
+     "Me too." She purred. "Listen, Roger.. About tonight.."
+     That was it. It WAS all too good to be true. She'd changed her
+mind, finally realized what a nerd he really was.
+     "Roger, the BBS was busy and I didn't want to chance you're missing
+my directions. If you don't mind, I'll give them to you over the phone.
+Got a pen?"
+
+     Nearly 15 minutes early, his light blue '75 Pinto pulled noisly
+into her driveway. The crunch of tires on gravel added to the
+ever-present roar of the Pinto, and Roger was sure that he'd probably
+scared off the entire neighborhood.
+     What there was of it. Tia's house - a beautiful victorian-style
+brick home, flanked with amazingly tall trees and bushes - seemed to be
+out in the proverbial middle of nowhere. He'd driven nearly a half hour
+to reach it, and had never even been this far out of town before.
+     It'll be worth the drive, he thought to himself, smiling. If Tia
+was even half as beautiful as the mental picture he'd formed, it'd be
+worth it.
+     Clamboring out of the Pinto, he tried to shut the door with quiet,
+calm assurance. Failing that, he DID managed to get it shut without the
+usual grinding of metal against metal.
+     Slowly, with increasing nervousness, he walked the 10 feet to her
+front door. Balling his hand into a fist, he willed it to knock. It
+didn't. Trying again, he managed a faint tap against the wood. "C'mon,
+Roger. It's now or never." He told himself with a half-smile. This time,
+his fist swung hard at the door...
+     ...just as the door opened inward. Stumbling with the momentum of
+the swing, Roger twisted, turned, and fell head-over-heels at the feet
+of the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen in his life.
+     "Tia, I presume?" He asked meekly, staring up at her long, sleek
+legs. His eyes carressed her form, following up the tight silken skirt
+that wrapped itself around her body, around her taut, firm breasts, and
+ended in a face from heaven. Deep, silky hair fell down around her face
+and full lips, as the deepest pair of blue eye's he'd ever seen gazed
+down at him.
+     "Only if you're Roger." She smiled, offering her hand.
+     Meekly, Roger shook it.
+     "No, silly, I'm helping you up!" She laughed, and the air around
+her seemed to tinkle with her laughter. Her hands enveloped Roger's and
+she pulled him to his feet with barely an effort.
+     "Umm.." Mumbled Roger, and he rubbed the toe of his K-Mart sneakers
+into the gravel pathway. "I.."
+     She leaned forward, sniffing him. "Roger.. You're a virgin, aren't
+you?"
+     "What?"
+     "I said you're a virgin. You are, aren't you?"
+     Roger's face reddened, and he looked away. It was all a trick.
+She'd set this whole thing up, to make fun of him. Suddenly, he felt
+anger rising in his stomach, up through his throat, and he heard himself
+saying: "So what if I am? Why does that matter?"
+     "Are you or not, Roger? You see," She smiled, licking her lips. "I
+like virgins."
+     Roger started to get dizzy. Leaning against the doorway to steady
+himself, he smiled back to her. "Well, yes, I am."
+     "That's all I needed to know." She purred, pulling Roger to her.
+Her lips brushed gently against his, then harder, as her hands began to
+trail slowly down his shaking body.
+     Never before having been in this situation and not knowing what
+else to do, Roger kissed her back. His almost pulled back as her tongue
+found it's way into his mouth, probing and seeking out his.
+     "Oh, Roger." She mumbled, as their kiss intensified. Her tongue
+delved deeper into his mouth..and deeper..and deeper..
+     Roger couldn't breathe. Pushing her away, he nearly fell again
+as serpent's eyes stared deep into his own. A long, forked tongue
+flicked about her razor sharp incisors as her hands clamped firmly
+around his arms.
+     Suddenly, she began to grow and change. Her body elognated as
+bluish-green scales ripped through her designer dress, and her lips
+turned to a snout. Roger stared helplessly as Tia held him tight, all
+the while turning into a ten-foot-long blue dragon.
+     He struggled against her firm grasp as razor-sharp talons dug into
+his arms. "Wha.. How? Why?" He managed to get out, as her diamond-hard
+teeth edged ever more near his head.
+     *Simple*, he seemed to hear a voice echo in his head, and knew it was
+her's. *I have special... tastes, Roger. I have a taste for you.*
+     Roger flung up an arm into Tia's face, pulling it quickly back
+minus three fingers. "HelpOhShitHelp!!" He screamed into the night,
+struggling against her steel-like grasp. "WhyTiaWhy??"
+     *Roger, my love.* The voice rang inside his head, cutting deep into
+his psyche. *I have a taste for virgins. What better place to find a
+virgin than on a BBS?*
+     His reply was drowned out by the sound of her teeth shredding
+Roger's body in two.
+ 
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+   ³                                                 ÃÄ¿
+   ³                       Poetry                    ³ ³
+   ³                                                 ³ ³
+   ÀÄÂÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ ³
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+ 
+Desperately Seeking...
+Copyright (c) 1991, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Look not and ye shall find
+a mind of different worlds
+a heart that in kind
+is searching
+Searching
+not alone, not without
+unaware even
+that the search has begun.
+
+Look not and ye shall find
+a world of different choices
+a life that portrays
+a fulfillment
+fulfilling
+not of need, nor of want
+unaware even
+that the needs are there.
+
+Look not and ye shall find
+a choice of different hearts
+a passionate companion
+who's growing.
+Growth
+not of desperation, nor starvation
+unaware even
+of the passion growing within.
+
+Look not and ye shall find
+a heart of different loves
+an intimate harmony filled
+with symphonies
+Symphonies
+not of discord, nor melodious unity
+unaware even
+that the movement has begun.
+
+Written online - by Tamara  (c) 7/26/91
+
+
+ 
+ 
+The Moment Now
+Copyright (c) 1992, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+She smiles and takes his hand
+Dancing in the wind, his breath taken
+She runs from him wanting him to come
+Taunting, whispering sweet carresses
+
+Promises of today the moment now
+Tomorrow a distant gleam in her eye
+He catches her they tumble
+Lying in the grass he notices she's gone
+
+He cries hammering his fists
+Against her memory he rages
+Anger gives ways 'gainst sweet sorrow
+He finds her in his heart
+
+ 
+ 
+
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+       those topics. To allow some free-flowing ideas exchange, we don't
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+
+
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+
+Joe DeRouen
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Arrgh. I've been to school and learned all about grammar and rules, and
+I know that "Arrgh" isn't generally the best way to start an editorial.
+Nevertheless, for this one, it's most fitting.
+
+It's 3 in the morning on July 31st and I have exactly 21 hours to get
+this, the second issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine,
+finished.
+
+There's been some serious developments for the magazine since last I
+wrote this editorial. We're now being carried "officially" by nearly 25
+BBS's around the country. I say "officially" because I know it's
+lingering upon literally thousands of BBS's hard drive across the US and
+in Canada, but the SysOps of those systems haven't requested to be
+included in the distribution list.
+
+In addition to Pen & Brush Net, RIME, and the Internet, we're now
+available via FREQ (file request) through FIDO. See DISTRIBUTION VIA
+NETWORKS for more information.
+
+This issue welcome Gage Steele to the staff with the beginning of a
+series of articles on her induction and progression through the world of
+BBSing. (FROM THE JOURNALS OF.. (pt.1) in the Feature Articles section)
+Gage is a great new writer and I've enjoyed working with her. You'll be
+seeing more from her in these digital pages in the months to come.
+
+We've also been getting submissions! Yes, those golden little nuggets of
+words have finally found their way to my doorstep. Keep those cards and
+letters coming, folks! We're getting a lot now, but can always use more.
+
+In addition to fiction and poetry, we're also looking for music and book
+reviews, as well as general interest articles about pretty much
+anything. If it's well-written and interesting, we want it.
+
+I want to thank everyone who sent notes to say that they enjoyed the
+first issue, as well as those of you who made suggestions for changes
+and alterations. You were listening to, even if I didn't always agree
+with you.
+
+Let me know what you think of this, the August issue of STTS Magazine!
+It's been a struggle to get out on time, but I think it was worth it.
+Struggles usually are.
+
+Just to say that this editorial has come full circle, I think I'll end
+it with a resounding... Arrgh. <grin>
+
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, July 31st 1993
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher, Editor, Fiction
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews, feature article
+  Jason Malandro.........................Book Reviews
+  Russell Mirabelli......................Shareware Reviews
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Article
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Russell Mirabelli is currently pursuing his Master of Science degree
+  in Information Systems at the University of Texas at Arlington.  He
+  works for an educational software company as a multimedia programmer.
+  He enjoys playing bass, cycling and rollerblading. He lives in
+  Arlington, Texas, with his wife and two cats.
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  John Chambers..........................Fiction
+  Lucia Chambers.........................Poetry
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Tamara.................................Poetry
+
+
+  John Chambers, forty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush BBS
+  with his wife Lucia. John is the information Systems Director for the
+  association which accredits psychotherapists in the United States. He
+  also runs ABEnet, a BBS devoted exclusively to the psychotherapy
+  community.
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Born in Hawthorne, Ca., (but currently residing in Oklahoma) Robert
+  McKay's been writing since he was a teenager. Only recently, however,
+  did he began to seriously try to sell his stories.  Robert recently
+  signed the contracts to have his first two science fiction novels
+  published on disk. Hopefully, this is merely the prelude to bigger and
+  better things. (of course it is, Robert. You got published here,
+  didn't you? <grin> -Ed.)
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Actually, I still haven't gotten her
+  profile. But it sounds much more enigmatic this way, don't you think?)
+
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+
+Letters To The Editor
+
+
+Send any and all comments you have concerning STTS Magazine to Joe
+DeRouen, via any of the routes covered under CONTACT POINTS, listed
+elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Now, on to a few letters...
+
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+  Dear Joe,
+
+       I really enjoyed the first issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows.
+  It seems to contain just the right balance of reviews and stories.  I
+  particulary enjoyed your fiction piece THE ROGER AND THE DRAGON.  I
+  wonder how many people caught the play on the title "The Dragon and
+  the George?" (a Philip K. Dick novel - ED)
+       The reviews were excellent as well, particulary the music reviews.
+  Now I only wish I could find the CD! Keep up the good work!
+
+  Sincerely,
+  Rebecca Quill
+
+  Rebecca Quill
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+  Dear STTS,
+
+       The first issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows was, on a scale
+  of 1 to 10, a solid 9. I really enjoyed it!
+       Kudos to both the shareware reviews (Russell Mirabelli) and the
+  movie reviews (Bruce Diamond and Randy Shipp) Both were well done and
+  informative. I enjoyed the book and music reviews as well, though my
+  personal interest lies more in the movies and software.
+
+  Thanks,
+  John Anderson
+
+  John Anderson
+  Channel 1 BBS
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Contest Giveaway
+
+
+ Each month, STTS magazine will be giving away two prizes. The prizes
+ will range from registered versions of popular shareware packages to
+ Compact Discs, to a year subscription (via a disk mailed to you) to
+ STTS On-Line! In other words, you never know what we'll be giving away
+ next!
+
+ If the prize is shareware/software, unless otherwise noted, the
+ versions available will be IBM compatible only. If another version
+ is available, we'll make a note of that and ask you to let us know what
+ system you have.
+
+ To enter, please send me a note containing the following information:
+
+      1. Full name
+      2. Street/P.O. Address
+      3. City, state, zip
+      4. Country (if not USA)
+      5. Prize choice (first entry drawn gets their choice,
+         second entry gets the other prize)
+      6. Disk size (1.2 or 1.44, high density or low density)
+      7. Where you obtained your copy of STTS (if on a BBS, name
+         and phone number of BBS)
+      8. The current date (Mm/Dd/Yy)
+
+ This information can be sent to me via several different avenues. All
+ of the following should reach me.
+
+ PCRelay/RIME ->SUNLIGHT  (in the Common conference)
+ InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+ Pen & Brush Network ->SUNLIGHT (in any conference)
+ FIDO 1:124/8010
+ WME Network - Net Chat, Poetry & Prose
+
+
+ If nothing else, send a postcard to..
+
+           Joe DeRouen
+           14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+           Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+
+ To be eligible for the contest every month, you have to register every
+ month. Try to send me your entry as soon as possible. If I receive it
+ after the 25th day of the month, I'll put it in with the following
+ month's entries.
+
+
+ WINNERS FOR JULY
+
+ Larry Reynolds of Dallas, Texas won the registered version of Book-E
+ text-to-executable program. He registered on STTS BBS via E-Mail.
+
+ Anna Newburg of Toronto, Ontario, Canada won the registered version of
+ Quote! random quote generator. She registered via a postcard.
+
+
+ PRIZE FOR AUGUST
+
+ August's prize (to be sent out sometime shortly after Sept. 1st) is
+ Cineplay's VGA/Soundblaster commercial game FREE DC!
+
+
+ FREE DC!
+
+ In this Cineplay adventure, you'll battle dangerous robots, laugh at
+ the antics of your sidekick Wattson and comb the jungle for a
+ mysterious gadget that holds the key to the survival of the last
+ eight humans on Earth.
+
+ FREE DC! features lifelike cinematic images and origial stereo
+ soundtrack, action packed story by a professional screenwriter,
+ live actors and claymation characters from the creator of the
+ California Raisins, Point-and-click control, and much more!
+
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+
+
+From The Journal Of.. (Part 1)
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+  [ The following is a true story. Names and places have been changed
+    to protect the innocent and to avoid any lawsuits that might
+    decide to rear their ugly heads ]
+
+
+
+    It's funny how you look back on things you've done or been or said,
+and realise you're trying not to laugh at yourself and how silly you
+used to be.  Maybe it's just me.  I didn't used to smirk about my past,
+but...  I don't know.  It seems the more years that go by, the more
+often I catch myself doing it.  And, the years are going by so much
+more quickly than they once did.
+    I wasn't quite 17 when Mom brought home that bulky PS/2 25.  She
+said I had to have it for all those term papers I'd be writing when I
+began college in the fall, just a few months away.  Besides, she told
+me, it was practically top-of-the-line, even if I did think it looked
+like a sick joke on MacIntosh.  I have to tell you, though, that Mom
+and I are very different, not just as far as computing goes, but in
+many ways.  Strictly speaking in techie terms, well, I'd been the
+guinea pig for all of those early 80s "computer lab" classes in the
+elementary and junior highschools; Mom, on the other hand, could take
+shorthand and xerox like a whirligig, but the offices she worked in
+hadn't caught the silicon wave yet, so to speak.  So, after she helped
+me (maybe that should read "I helped her") plug it in and set it up on
+my desk, she swiftly exited the back bedroom, telling me I'd have to
+"show her the neat tricks" to my new toy, someday.  It wasn't a horrid
+machine, but I still think the salesman buttered her up a good bit.
+    Hey, that isn't to say my mom's a moron!  Consider the time period.
+Big business guys were wetting their BVDs over Display Write 4 and
+anyone whose resume' purported proficiency in it.  I think Mom really
+did mean what she said about showing her the ins and outs.  Something
+about teaching old dogs...  I'm sure she didn't want the embarrassment
+of attending one of those job skill courses, either.  Come on, can you
+imagine my mom, at early 40something, sitting in a night class with 20
+clones of me, just to get a $.50 raise because she mastered that DW4
+thingy?  Better to stick with just one version of me (the one that
+broke the mold!) and learn it quietly.  THEN, get the raise.
+    At first, the PS/2 did little but weight papers and hold the desk
+firmly to the floor.  I wrote some journal entries into First Choice,
+futzed with Larry 1, but that was about it.  Most of my time was spent
+at the dance club downtown.  I was, afterall, still a kid.  Soon,
+though, my friends started in with the "oooh's" over the machine.  That
+was fun, almost like having a Corvette presented to you on your 16th
+birthday, I guess.  Okay, maybe that was exaggerated.  Still, it's
+true.  I was (practically) the only one on my block with a real, live
+computer.  That's what got my fingers back on the keyboard.  Ahh,
+impressionable teen years, how I do NOT miss you and the overwhelming
+desire to be "hip" that is intrinsically a part of you.  Basically,
+that's all it was.  My friends thought it was just "too intellectual"
+of me, therefor I was cool.
+    In August, I gingerly stepped into the college scene as your plain
+vanilla "undeclared, but I'm an English Major."  I think, in that first
+semestre, I managed to add at least $5.00 per month to the electric
+bill, writing and rewriting those fateful terms her maternal and all-
+knowingness had warned me about.  Yes, the IBeeMer was humming full
+force.  I even managed to pound the DOS (v3.3) basics into Mom's skull,
+between classes and essay edits (She faked it through the entry exam,
+by the way, but got the promotion).  I soon found I hadn't the time to
+play in the club or meander through the mall anymore.  Somehow, I didn't
+miss it much.  A good lot of my highschool crowd hadn't gone on to
+college.  The ones that did, as well as the new people I met in my
+classes, were under the same time pressures I was.  Although I didn't
+realise it then, slowly, whatever free time I did have was being spent
+doing computer stuff.
+    Christmas brought a 2400 baud modem and a starter kit to Paragon (I
+suppose you could say that this is where the real meat of this story
+begins).  I'd had the PS/2 for 8 months and (don't you dare laugh)
+dubbed her "Gertrude."  I knew ol' Gertie, much like a 50s Greaser
+knew his prized hotrod, claiming he was the only one she'd kick over
+for.  In some respect, I was bored within the confines of my 20 meg
+harddrive.  Let's face it, even hotrods have their limits.  This modem
+thing, though, intrigued me.  To use the computer to dial the phone so
+that I could read and post memos to people across the country seemed
+unfathomable.  I wasn't interested, yet, in the how's of it all.  I
+just wanted to be there and do that.
+    I was the brat at the sleepover parties that didn't want to go to
+sleep for fear of missing something.  I think I was always like that.
+It wasn't nosiness, exactly, just a wanting to know "it" (whatever it
+was) before anyone else.  As with the novelty of being the first in
+the crowd to have a computer, this modem and Paragon again offered me
+the chance to experience and experiment with something way before my
+buddies would.  Now, before you go into that "you power hungry
+beastling" squall, you have to know that I like to teach people, too.
+It's that "helper/fixer" personality at work.  So, along with that dose
+of power (I'll admit it), came the opportunity to tutor others.
+
+    Armed with a bag of Doritos, a can of Pepsi, the startup disk and a
+New York exchange telephone number (to the Paragon Tech line, just in
+case), I began my descent into the telecommunications world.
+    Back then, Paragon was laughably small as compared to the mega
+systems we have now, but in perspective, it was the monster of its
+genre.  After entering my account id and password, the modem hooted and
+hollered, and BAM!, there was a full MCGA colour welcome screen.  My
+eyes would have drooled, were they able.  I didn't bother with the
+"new user tour."  I never was one to read docs or do the demonstration
+thing.  Sometimes, I'm just a pighead.  Instead, I poked every button
+(froze the system twice!) and found myself face-to-monitor with 158 notes
+about "Proper Parenting Practises."
+    People were everywhere and they all seemed so friendly.  Sure, none
+of it was "live," but I didn't care;  I'd never called anywhere else,
+so I didn't know what I was "missing."  Every time I turned around,
+there was another note just added to some subject I was interested in.
+To heck with buying magazines and reading books, I thought to myself,
+I'll just login to Paragon for a quickie email answer from my pal in
+Iowa.
+    Sadly, in a few months' time I was bored with the big P.  Having
+already found the "walls" of my own system, it didn't take me long to
+bump into those of another.
+    Something else was happening, too.  These people weren't as nice as
+they seemed.  Because we couldn't see each other, words and emotion
+verifiers (like smiley faces) were very important.  Sometimes, horrific
+wars sprang up between users (and consorts of each) over misinterpreted
+tone.  And, let me tell you, things could get so blown out of
+proportion!
+    Take, for example, my encounter with a girl called Cindy.  She was
+15 and adored the music message bases, posting slews of notes about
+Depeche Mode.  She was sweet, in her own way, but I thought she was
+more than a little immature and more than a lot obsessed.  The whole
+thing went something like this:
+
+-----
+
+     From: Cindy
+     To: All
+     Subject: DM RULES
+
+     if anyone sez DM sux i'll bash them so good they'll wish they were
+     never born. DM is the greatest band that ever lived and i'd do
+     anything for them especially defend them from idit posers that
+     don't have taist. love cindy
+
+
+     From: Gage
+     To: Cindy
+     Subject: DM RULES
+
+     Wow.  You really must like them.  You sort of remind me of myself
+     a few years ago.  I loved [some band], but now, I wouldn't listen
+     to them if you payed me.  Just remember that people change and
+     just because they don't like the same thing you do doesn't mean
+     they're dumb.
+     Who knows, five years from now, you might loathe Depeche.
+     Stranger things have happened.
+     I'm not saying you're wrong.  It's just that nothing ever stays
+     the same.  You know?
+
+
+     From: Cindy
+     To: Gage
+     Subject: DM RULES
+
+     your a b*tch i bet you like new kids on the block and wet the bed.
+     at least now me and my freinds no what a loser you are and we
+     won't have to listen to anything you say and none of us will talk
+     to you.  go ahed and reply to this so we can laugh some more at
+     you.  your anti DM and i hope you go to he** for offending them.
+
+-----
+
+    Maybe I should have stayed out of it, but that chick was really
+getting on my nerves.  Now, I hadn't said anything rude, at least, I
+didn't think so, but I ran right into unfamiliar territory I now call
+"lost reality."  Because, while you're online, you can be whatever you
+wish you really were, I think people forget what the real world is
+really like.  Online, Cindy was DM Queen and she had to defend that
+title.
+        Cindy came back at me like a whip already cracked.  For a
+while, I even had my own message subject, lovingly entitled (by Cindy)
+"GAGE IS FAKE."  It was there that she managed to post no less than 67
+notes describing my faults and lack of intelligence, before Paragon big
+wigs pulled the plug on her account.  They say it was for "abusive
+behavior."  I say it was for a reality cheque that bounced.
+    And, yes, Cindy really did write that way.  It wasn't a slur on my
+part.
+    The whole thing has been in the back of my mind all these years.
+Sometimes, I wonder if Cindy still defends Depeche Mode's honor with
+the vigour we saw from her on the bb's.  Other times, I simply shake my
+head.  I've heard people speak about the world of telecommunications
+as though it were a physical place.  Maybe it is.  I don't know.  Or,
+maybe, just a little maybe, it's a good bit more like a drug with a
+nastier addiction rate than any grade of Cocaine imaginable.  Perhaps
+that's what keeps the memoury of Cindy so fresh and puzzling.
+
+    It was then that Paragon announced they would be charging us for
+email usage.  A lady called Rose, whom I will never forget, emailed me
+details of the Paragon boycott after I poked my nose into a discussion
+about the new billing.  She also described to me, very carefully, how to
+signup and login to JEannie.  It was the first great exodus and I was a
+part of it, at the ripe old age of 18.
+
+
+
+Movie to the Max!
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                               MOVIES TO THE MAX!
+                                       or
+              How To See Tina, Seattle, The 7 Dwarfs, And Raptors
+                 All On The Same Day Without Paying Full Price
+                         (And Without Getting Arrested)
+
+
+          You've got twenty bucks in your pocket.  And you've got a
+     free afternoon.  What to do?  It ain't enough for a good time in
+     the red-light district, and a twenty-dollar meal means you gotta
+     dress up.  Phooey.  Well, if you're a movie nut like me (and if
+     you aren't, why not?), you may be ready for the Movies To The
+     Max! challenge.  Say four new films have just opened, and you're
+     dying to see all of them.  Can you see them in one afternoon, all
+     before matinee prices expire at 6:00?  I say you can, and I'm
+     going to show you how.
+
+          There are, of course, a couple of catches.  The major catch
+     is you have to live in a major metropolitan area with several
+     movie theaters.  As much as some critics and movie buffs have
+     decried the growth of the shoebox multiplex theaters from the
+     mid-'70s through today, the expansion of such centers of
+     celluloid sensationalism has allowed more people to see a wider
+     variety of movies than ever before.  It's a trade-off I've
+     learned to live with.  The advent of THX stereo, better
+     reflective surfaces on screens, re-releases of 70mm epics (such
+     as LAWRENCE OF ARABIA), the creation of new 70mm films, along
+     with the latest developments of DTS (Digital Theater Sound) and
+     ultra-realistic computer animation have helped mollify me
+     somewhat.  But the best use of the shoebox theaters is to
+     maximize my movie-going experience!
+
+          The second catch is the limited season.  The *only* time you
+     can maximize your movie-going experience is during the summer
+     (outside of the week and a half between Christmas and New
+     Year's), for only during this time do movie theaters open early
+     enough to allow you to see four movies in one afternoon.  Some
+     pleasure palaces open as early as 11:00 during the summer,
+     allowing you to while away the afternoon munching popcorn and
+     hissing villains.
+
+          Becoming a Movies To The Max! member requires some
+     judicious planning, provided you're even game for such an insane
+     enterprise.  Herewith, I've provided a checklist to get you
+     through the day, with some dos and don'ts thrown in.
+
+
+
+                          MOVIES TO THE MAX! CHECKLIST
+
+
+     1.  Go alone, or with someone who's just as crazy and speedy as
+         you are.  Don't be surprised if you take someone along and
+         find that person dragging you down so you miss the opening of
+         one of the films.  Of course, if you're late for one, you're
+         late for every one after that.
+
+     2.  Make sure you have a full tank of gas.  Stopping for gas
+         along the way ruins your timing.
+
+     3.  Plan your afternoon carefully, with the aid of the movie
+         section of the weekend paper.  Make sure you have the right
+         weekend (I've made this mistake before).  If you haven't
+         bought the Saturday or Sunday paper that day, don't panic.
+         You don't have to make an extra trip, because the Friday
+         edition of most papers carries a weekend entertainment guide
+         that lists the theater times.
+
+     4.  Need I say it?  Make sure your car's fluids are topped off
+         and the tires are in good condition so you don't have to stop
+         for anything.
+
+     5.  Want to save money on concessions?  Start the day with an
+         icechest packed with a lunch, snacks and drinks.  Eat on your
+         way to the next movie.  Make sure to pack safe foods, like
+         sandwiches, so you're not digging in bags for chips or
+         whatever.  Safety first, which also means avoiding packing
+         complicated sandwiches that have stuff falling out of them
+         (like olives, onions, pickles, etc.).  Cut the sandwiches in
+         half for better handling.
+
+     6.  Drive the speed limit.  Getting stopped for a ticket also
+         ruins your timing.
+
+     7.  Gotta pee?  If it isn't *that* pressing (don't risk bladder
+         problems, in other words), try to hold it and use the
+         restroom at the next theater.  It'll be less crowded than the
+         restroom in the theater you're leaving.  No lines, no
+         waiting, better for the schedule.
+
+     8.  Try to schedule the short movies first, like any animated
+         flick (SNOW WHITE, for example) or comedies (like WEEKEND AT
+         BERNIE'S 2, not that I'd recommend you see it).  Save the
+         heavy dramas (like THE FIRM) for the end of your movie-going
+         day.  Most movies fall into a two hour and twenty minute
+         showing schedule, so if you choose a film that pushes the two
+         hour envelope, you crowd your chances of four movies in one
+         afternoon.  Don't know how long a movie runs?  Well, after
+         you've made your choices, call the theater and ask when the
+         movie ends.  Or check the next beginning time for your movie.
+         If the beginning times are three hours apart, you can bet the
+         film is over two hours long.
+
+     9.  The twenty minute envelope of opportunity between showings is
+         your travel time (and eating time, if you prefer that
+         option).  Select theaters that are no farther than 10 miles
+         apart and you should accomplish your mission.  If you choose
+         theaters that are farther apart, you risk a cop-induced
+         delay.
+
+    10.  Going to the dollar theaters is cheating.  Any mook can see
+         four movies in one day without paying full admission prices
+         by going to second-run houses.  Yours is a higher calling.
+         Live up to the Movies To The Max! challenge.
+
+    11.  Something that won't save you any gas, but might save you
+         time on viewing day, is to buy your tickets in advance.  Most
+         theaters will sell advance tickets at the box office, even
+         for a next day's showing.  In the Dallas/Fort Worth area, the
+         General Cinema chain even sells tickets by phone, as does the
+         444-3456 (444-FILM) film listing service.
+
+    12.  To save on travel time and wear and tear on your nerves, try
+         to see as many movies at one location as you can, schedule
+         permitting.  If you can see all four movies at the same
+         theater, more's the better.
+
+    13.  Obviously, be sure of where you're going.  Movie-seeing day
+         is *not* the time to buy a map.
+
+          Movies To The Max! isn't for the faint of heart.  I
+     developed this system out of a need to catch up on the week's
+     releases for LIGHTS OUT's early days.  If you're up to the Movies
+     To The Max! challenge, take it, and share your stories with me
+     through Joe DeRouen.  I have to live vicariously through other
+     people's Movies To The Max! experiences now since I began
+     attending press screenings and don't have to catch every release
+     of the week in one day.  Some life, eh?
+
+
+     [ Bruce Diamond (along with Randy Shipp) reviews movies each
+       month in THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN, brought to you in every
+       issue of this magazine. He also writes and publishes a
+       (usually) monthly electronic magazine of his own,
+       LIGHTS OUT. ]
+
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+
+Through The Magic Lantern
+Copyright (c) 1993, Diamond & Shipp
+All rights reserved
+
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+                       WITH BRUCE DIAMOND AND RANDY SHIPP
+
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+        ³THE FIRM:  Sydney Pollack, director.  Screenplay by David ³
+        ³Rabe, Robert Towne & David Rayfiel.  Based on the book by ³
+        ³John Grisham.  Stars Tom Cruise, Jeanne Tripplehorn, Gene ³
+        ³Hackman, Ed Harris, Holly Hunter, Hal Holbrook, David     ³
+        ³Strathairn, Gary Busey, and Wilford Brimley.  Paramount   ³
+        ³Pictures.  Rated R.                                       ³
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+
+
+     RANDY SHIPP:  Welcome back to another edition of THROUGH THE
+                   MAGIC LANTERN with Randy Shipp and Bruce Diamond!
+                   I'm Shipp...
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  ...and I'm Diamond.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  In this issue, Bruce and I will be reviewing the new
+             thriller, THE FIRM, based on the book of the same name by
+             John Grisham.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Have you ever dreamed of having it all?  All of us
+               have, from time to time, but for third-year Harvard law
+               student Mitch McDeere, the dream comes true.  For
+               Mitch, the dream comes packaged in an incredible offer
+               from a small, but wealthy law firm located in Memphis,
+               Tennessee.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Not as high-profile as the big New York or Chicago firms,
+             Bendini, Lambert & Locke still manage to make McDeere an
+             offer he can scarcely refuse.  Complete with a new
+             Mercedes and a furnished home in relaxed Memphis, the
+             firm's offer brings Mitch (Tom Cruise) and his wife Abby
+             (Jeanne Tripplehorn) to a quick decision, and Mitch
+             becomes a new associate.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Suspicious statements at first cause them concern...
+               the firm encourages children, the firm will allow Abby
+               to take a job, the firm likes stability...but the offer
+               still sounds too good to be true.  And, as Mitch finds
+               out, the golden opportunity quickly turns to brass.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  From there, the audience is drawn into the sinister side
+             of Bendini, Lambert & Locke, where no associate has ever
+             divorced, no associate has ever failed the bar exam, and
+             no associate has ever left the firm.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  When Mitch discovers this sinister side, he's caught
+               between his ideals and his ambition.  How can he
+               succeed in this shady firm without tarnishing his
+               ethics, and how can he help the FBI to bring the firm
+               down without violating the lawyer/client privilege and
+               becoming disbarred?
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Tom Cruise turns in a downright respectable performance
+             as McDeere, who is forced to live with his mistakes and
+             his misjudgements about the firm.  Mitch is a man who
+             feels honor-bound by his oath, but who knows he has no
+             choice but to risk everything.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  The character of Mitch McDeere intrigues me, but I
+               don't think director Sidney Pollack and the screen-
+               writers (David Rabe, Robert Towne & David Rayfiel) have
+               given us enough character depth.  While we see Mitch
+               torn between what boils down to, simplistically, "right
+               and wrong," I don't see enough of his "ambition and
+               greed" (as the Paramount PR calls it) to really believe
+               he's tempted to remain on the sinister path.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  You're right.  In many places, we're almost led to
+             believe that any "ambition and greed" Mitch might have is
+             really an act, the result of a poor childhood.  He really
+             does come across as pretty much a good guy.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  I haven't had the privilege of reading Grisham's book,
+               but I'm given to understand that this "dark side" of
+               Mitch's personality is given more attention.  Even
+               without this needed depth of character, Mitch does come
+               across as believably motivated, and, let's face it, the
+               movie is already well over two hours long.  The studio
+               might have balked at more.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Once the pace does pick up, around an hour into it, the
+             movie does rush along nicely, full of urgency and
+             suspense.  Once Mitch makes the decision to fight the
+             firm, shadowed as he is by FBI agent Wayne Tarrance (the
+             brooding and barely recognizable Ed Harris) the film
+             really starts up.  The first hour, though, seemed a bit
+             slow.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Slow?  The first hour was moderately paced, yes, but
+               the character interaction between Mitch and his mentor
+               Avery Tolar (Gene Hackman) absolutely fascinated me.
+               Tolar seems to be Mitch's mirror image -- we see the
+               young Tolar in Mitch's idealism, just as we see Gene
+               Hackman himself mirrored by Tom Cruise.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  And, as we later find out, Tolar represents what Mitch
+             could become, if he falls too deeply into the firm's web.
+             Hackman's character had a lot more depth, especially as
+             the story played out, and Hackman does a great job of
+             making Tolar a kind of tragic anti-hero.  Tolar is a
+             playboy, brash and cocky, and it's only through time, and
+             Hackman's capable acting, that we find out what a lonely,
+             ruined man Tolar really is.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Here's where the triumph of casting comes to play in
+               THE FIRM.  Hackman and Cruise are perfect foils for
+               each other.  Each has been typified by wise ass roles
+               in the past, the square peg that doesn't want to fit
+               into the round hole.  Hackman never had Cruise's
+               obvious leading leading-man looks, and Cruise may never
+               develop Hackman's urbane sophistication, but the
+               personalities and on-screen styles are remarkably
+               close.  Most especially now that Cruise has matured as
+               an actor.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Matured a lot.  Even through the first half of A FEW GOOD
+             MEN, I found myself dreading the thought of another hour
+             of Cruise's TOP GUN routine.  It wasn't until that movie
+             was over that I started to see how Cruise might've grown
+             up a little.  Regardless of how well Mitch's part was
+             written, I think Cruise has finally shown that he can do
+             the serious stuff.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Cruise impressed me with how he was able to hold his
+               own against Nicholson in A FEW GOOD MEN.  Ever since
+               BORN ON THE FOURTH OF JULY, Cruise has shown a little
+               more maturity and a little more talent (despite gaffes
+               like DAYS OF THUNDER and FAR AND AWAY).  I'm not on the
+               Cruise bandwagon yet, but I could be if he continues
+               like this.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  And it's not just Cruise and Hackman who work well in THE
+             FIRM.  Wilford Brimley turns in a surprisingly caustic
+             performance as the head of security for the firm.
+             William Devasher is responsible for most of the terror
+             and paranoia in the film.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  As well he should.  Devasher reports directly to the
+               Mafia mob that Bendini, Lambert & Locke front for.
+               Therefore, all of the firm's lawyers ultimately report
+               to him, which makes for a strange power situation.
+               It's a delicious twist that leaves us guessing
+               sometimes as to who's really in charge.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Devasher's a serious guy, and there are some good moments
+             when he and Tolar clash.  Avery's carefree, playboy
+             attitude runs very counter to Devasher's sinister
+             seriousness.  In a way, I think the verbal sparring which
+             Tolar and Devasher engage in is intended to prepare us
+             for the fact that Tolar's heart really isn't in the dirty
+             business of the firm.  It kind of sets Tolar up as a
+             rival of the "evil" part of the firm.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  The scene you're thinking of, if I'm right, is when
+               Devasher tells the senior partners about the link
+               between Mitch and the FBI.  At first, the verbal
+               sparring, as you referred to it, seemed mere artifice,
+               just two actors engaging in make believe name-calling.
+               But by the time it's finished, I could have sworn
+               Hackman and Brimley would have killed each other.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  It's interesting, all this talk of relationships between
+             characters -- Mitch and Avery, Avery and Devasher, Mitch
+             and Abby -- I think it cuts to the chase about what I
+             liked in THE FIRM.  A lot of it can be attributed to
+             great casting but the fact is, the interactions between
+             all these characters winds up being a heck of a lot more
+             interesting than any of them would've been on their own.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  And, in a way, it winds up being a bit more interesting
+               than the actual mystery of how Mitch stings the firm
+               while preserving his own integrity.  I guessed what
+               evidence he had planned for the FBI in the same scene
+               that he realizes it, but the final scene with the mob
+               representatives kinda took me by surprise.  Good work
+               all around, and that includes a juicy feature cameo by
+               Garry Busey as a private investigator and Holly Hunter
+               as his secretary, who later becomes Mitch's partner in
+               gathering evidence against the firm.  I'm giving THE
+               FIRM 7 out of 10 points.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Don't forget the cameo by David Strathairn as Mitch's
+             convict brother, the loose end that finally sets Devasher
+             onto Mitch's trail.  Great job in such a small role.
+             Anyway, as I was about to say, the mystery in THE FIRM
+             almost seems like a backdrop for the character drama
+             which is really going on.  In places the movie is
+             predictable, in places poorly fleshed-out, but for the
+             most part, we're given some great on screen pair-ups, and
+             see a different side of some actors we've not seen
+             before.  Not my pick for Best Picture, but I'll rally
+             behind you in giving THE FIRM 7 of 10 points.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Y'know, Randy, we really need to find something to
+               disagree about next time.  How about we dust off the
+               old ALIENS as entertainment vs. ALIENS as big guns in
+               space argument?
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Nah, that'd be too easy.  Maybe we'll have a chance to
+             disagree on ROBIN HOOD:  MEN IN TIGHTS, as I know you
+             didn't care much for SPACEBALLS, and I loved it.  That
+             might work...but anyway, we hope all of you will join us
+             for the next installment of THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Be with us next time when we discuss another summer
+               blockbuster.  Until then, we'll meet YOU at the
+               matinee.  I'm Starsky.
+
+
+     SHIPP:   hahaha...and I'm the Sundance Kid.  See you then.
+
+
+Reprinted by permission
+from Lights Out magazine
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                         -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT:  Brian Gibson, director.  ³
+        ³  Kate Lanier, screenplay.  Based on I, TINA by Tina Tur-  ³
+        ³  ner and Kurt Loder.  Stars Angela Bassett, Laurence      ³
+        ³  Fishburne, Vanessa Bell Calloway, Jenifer Lewis, Phyl-   ³
+        ³  lis Yvonne Stickney and Khandi Alexander.  Touchstone    ³
+        ³  Pictures.  Rated R.                                      ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+                        ** Reviewed by Bruce Diamond **
+                      (from the June issue of LIGHTS OUT)
+
+
+          Biopics taken from autobiographies always start from a
+     faulty premise -- namely, we're supposedly getting the "true
+     story," but all we're really getting is one side of the situa-
+     tion.  The other person/side is usually not afforded the luxury
+     of even a token defense, with no chance to refute or substantiate
+     any of the allegations that are made.  Hey, nobody said life was
+     fair, so I'm not naive enough to think that both sides are re-
+     ceiving equal time in WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT, the life
+     story of Tina Turner.
+
+          Now, don't get me wrong -- I don't want to diminish what Ike
+     Turner did to Tina.  The beatings, the cocaine, the jealousy over
+     Tina's rising popularity, it all happened.  But you do have to
+     realize that all we're seeing here is Tina's side of the story.
+     The film portrays her as a saint, taking the abuse and never,
+     ever stepping across any moral or ethical lines herself.  To
+     watch this movie, you'd have to believe that Tina was perfect her
+     entire life, never sassing her mother and standing by her man
+     even when he was blacking her eyes and bloodying her nose.  Tina
+     Turner has had more than her fair share of problems, this is
+     true.  I wouldn't wish this life on anybody, not even my worst
+     enemies.  But credibility is destroyed when she's painted as
+     someone who has done no wrong.
+
+          Admittedly, despite the lengths I've gone to here, this
+     seeming saintliness doesn't get in the way of the story.  This
+     film is a powerful statement on Tina's life, and further testa-
+     ment to her comeback in the early '80s.  She practically had to
+     go through the fire to prove to us, and to herself, that she
+     deserved her fame on her own merits, and that she didn't deserve
+     the beatings she received at Ike's hands.  The real scars,
+     though, the ones that matter, are the emotional ones.  Those are
+     the ones Tina will have to carry the rest of her life.
+
+          Ike's fury is loosely linked to feelings of inadequacy and a
+     growing dependency on cocaine throughout the late '60s and into
+     the '70s.  When it explodes on-screen, though, it's rather unex-
+     pected, even if you are familiar with what happened.  The build-
+     up, at least for me, is unsatisfactory and simplistic.  Larry
+     Fishburne (from BOYZ IN THE HOOD, 1991, and DEEP COVER, 1992) is
+     convincing as Ike Turner, but Angela Bassett is the true power
+     behind the success of this film.  She has Tina's energy, stage
+     presence, gestures, shimmies, and even her snarl down perfect,
+     although sometimes she seemed too choreographed.  (And I don't
+     mean just her dancing.)  Brian Gibson's direction is rather
+     ordinary, but the sheer power of the story will inspire you and
+     have you applauding for Tina when she appears on-screen in actual
+     concert footage.  Anna Mae Bullock (Tina's real name) has come a
+     long way to become the recording superstar she is today.
+
+     RATING:  $$$ (out of $$$$$)
+
+
+The Best on the Boards
+Copyright (c) 1993, Russell Mirabelli
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Many bulletin boards across the nation have a huge amount of software to
+choose from for download. Most have so many titles that determining
+which ones might be worth the download time is difficult. In this
+column, I will attempt to help you sort through the huge morass of
+shareware available and let you know which titles I feel are worth your
+evaluation. All the software reviewed in this column is available on
+many bulletin boards throughout the country. If you have difficulty
+locating a particular title, I recommend that you contact its author at
+the address listed.
+
+CASTLE OF THE WINDS, an Epic MegaGames release, is an ultima-style
+adventure game that runs within Windows. Being a big fan of this genre
+of games, and being a Windows programmer by trade, I felt obligated to
+give it a try.
+
+The first time that I looked at CotW, I was impressed by its miserable
+user interface. That was in version 1.0, however, and this interface
+problem has been cleaned up considerably in version 1.1. The interface
+makes excellent use of multiple open windows, a button bar, an extensive
+help system,and customizable menus and icons.
+
+For game play, the first task is to name your character. After doing so,
+you are allowed to modify the character's statistics somewhat. It seemed
+to me that this was a somewhat trivial task, as these statistics don't
+come into obvious play at any point during the game. Don't waste too
+much time with this step. After doing so , you are allowed to use a
+custom icon to represent your character during the game. No editor is
+included, and that fact is never spelled out.
+
+After you have a character created, you must go out and adventure in a
+smallish dungeon to the north of the town in which you live. Your
+godparent's farm was burned, and clues lead you there. After four levels
+of killing monsters, you return to the village to find it entirely
+razed. You travel to another village to the west, and enter a much
+larger dungeon.
+
+All of this is well and good, and follows the steady reliable plot of
+many adventure games. The important question is, does it work this time?
+For me, the answer was a resounding yes. I felt compelled to complete
+the game, and it held my interest the entire time that I was playing
+(approximately 12 hours).
+
+The help system is one of the nicest features of the game.  Rather than
+provide a textfile manual, there is a large, well- written hypertext
+help system covering all the important game aspects. This allows easy
+access to the information without having to print out a small novel.
+
+Another very nice feature of the game is an automapping function. While
+looking around for the next set of stairs down, all that is needed is to
+press ALT-M and a full level map appears on the screen. Very helpful.
+
+CotW is not without its problems, however. Some of the spells and magic
+items do not seem to have a real use, and towards the end some of the
+monsters are nearly undefeatable without a very concentrated
+magic/weapons alternating attack. The reason that this is so
+discomforting is that the dungeons are pretty much a piece of cake until
+this point, and then suddenly you have to think about what you're doing.
+Not very friendly, in my eyes.
+
+All in all, CotW is a very worthwhile download. Its easy-to-use
+interface, the fact that it is in a unique genre for shareware, and the
+way in which it grasps the player's attention all make it a good choice-
+and worth registering. Registration gets you the follow-up episode
+LOFTHANSIR'S BANE, and is a very reasonable $25.00.
+
+Value        9 Usability    8 Performance  7 -------------- Overall
+
+Castle of the Winds Epic MegaGames 10406 Holbrook Dr.  Potomac, MD 20854
+
+If you are a shareware author and would like to see your product
+reviewed in this column, please contact me either via e-mail at the STTS
+bulletin board, through RIME, WME, or P&BNET, or via conventional mail.
+My conventional mail address is:
+
+                Russell Mirabelli
+                1216 Lamar Blvd E #508
+                Arlington, TX 76011
+
+
+The Best on the Boards
+Copyright (c) 1993, Russell Mirabelli
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Many bulletin boards across the nation have a huge amount of
+software to choose from for download. Most have so many titles
+that determining which ones might be worth the download time is
+difficult. In this column, I will attempt to help you sort through
+the huge morass of shareware available and let you know which
+titles I feel are worth your evaluation. All the software reviewed
+in this column is available on many bulletin boards throughout the
+country. If you have difficulty locating a particular title, I
+recommend that you contact its author at the address listed.
+
+DRAG AND ZIP is a Windows shell for PKZIP and PKUNZIP. In that
+brief description, it may not sound like much, but it is so very
+easy to use that it falls into the category of "can't live
+without" software.
+
+Most of my days are spent entirely within Windows, and I often
+am bringing compressed files form one computer to another. Until
+I met DNZ, I had to exit Windows, change directories, run PKZIP
+from the command line, and then bring Windows back up. NO MORE!
+now, I simply double-click on a .ZIP file in the file viewer,
+and DNZ will take care of making sure that the files all reach
+the directories I want.
+
+Zipping files up is equally easy. DNZ's zipping program sits,
+minimized as an icon, and all that the user needs to do is drag
+the files from the file manager and drop them on top of the DNZ
+icon. A dialog box will ask for a file name and options, and
+then it's taken care of.
+
+Another nice feature of DNZ is that it allows the user to get
+use of all the obscure command-line parameters that PKZIP
+offers. Without DNZ, I would never use fast memcopy, EMS, 386
+protection, or any of the other two dozen options I now use
+regularly.
+
+DNZ does require that you already have a copy of PKZIP, and it
+will support the latest version (as of this writing:2.1g).
+
+This may sound like a rave, and it is. I simply could not get
+much of my work done as quickly as I do if it were not for Drag
+and Zip. Its $25 registration fee is a pittance for the
+heavy-duty functionality that it provides. If you haven't
+downloaded this one yet, DO IT NOW!!!
+
+Value       10
+Usability    9
+Performance  7
+--------------
+Overall      9
+
+Dan Baumbach
+Canyon Software
+1527 Fourth St. Ste 131
+San Rafael, CA 94901
+
+If you are a shareware author and would like to see your product
+reviewed in this column, please contact me either via e-mail at the STTS
+bulletin board, through RIME, WME, or P&BNET, or via conventional mail.
+My conventional mail address is:
+
+                Russell Mirabelli
+                1216 Lamar Blvd E #508
+                Arlington, TX 76011
+
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+LEGACY II - A COLLECTION OF SINGER SONGWRITERS
+Various Artists
+High Street Records
+
+
+Four years ago, High Street Records (a division of Windham Hill Records)
+released LEGACY - A COLLECTION OF SINGER SONGWRITERS to a multitude of
+critical praise. Unfortunately, the sales of the album didn't match the
+artistic success afforded it.
+
+LEGACY II seems to be following much the same route. Both albums are
+firmly rooted in modern folk, and, sadly, folk doesn't sell well.
+
+Nevertheless, LEGACY II follows it's predecessor in it's introduction of
+mostly-unknown singer/songwriters who are the cream of the collective
+folk crop. The album opens with Patty Larkin's TANGO, a highly energetic
+excursion into the art of celebration. (Kind of like a birthday/kind
+of like a freeway/kind of like violins/ kind of like a tango/me and
+you again) the moves almost effortlessly into Ellis Paul's haunting
+ASHES TO DUST. (And here I sit bewildered/staring through this pane;
+the glass, it is still shattered/and everything remains unchanged.")
+
+As the album progresses, you find yourself immersed in a world of
+stories. Sad stories, stories that make you laugh, stories that make you
+cry, stories that make you angry. Stories that stay with you (even haunt
+you!) long after the CD has hummed into silence. In it's very essence,
+LEGACY II holds true to the "legacy" of folk music, managing to both be
+modern but yet hold true to the spirit of the ballad.
+
+Arguably the best of the bunch is Cheryl Wheeler's ARROW, a song that's
+been released before on two of her three solo albums. The song is at
+once beautiful and sad, cutting to the very heart of all of our wishes
+for love, no matter what pain we've known before. (I wish I could fall
+in love/though I know it only leads to trouble, oh I know it does/
+still I'd fool myself and gladly,just to feel I was/in love, in love)
+
+Due to limited space, I haven't mentioned every song on LEGACY II.
+However, every song IS worth mentioning.  On the entire album, there
+isn't one *bad* song. Everything is well-written and sung with practiced
+precision. If you enjoy folk music,
+
+The album ends with Nick Berry's beautiful THE GOOD LITTLE CHILDREN.
+(When I die take me to the garden/Hide me in the morning air/Wrap me up
+in the sheets of forgiveness/I believe I'll soon be there) A haunting,
+wistful tune leaving you with the hint that there's more to come.
+
+While you're hunting out LEGACY II (I found my copy at BORDER BOOKS AND
+RECORDS; it should be available at your better music outlets) pick up a
+copy of the original LEGACY. Hard as it might be to imagine after this
+review, I liked that one even better.
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 10
+
+
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jason Malandro
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THE THREAD THAT BINDS THE BONES
+Nina Kiriki Hoffman
+AvoNova Fantasy
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+Tom Renfield, a janitor nearly in his thirties, had been running all his
+life. As a child pushed around from home to home, he'd discovered that
+he had the ability to see and communicate with ghosts. Terrified of what
+he didn't understand, Tom had managed to stifle his abilities for most of
+his life. Living in Portland, Oregon, his life was mostly normal. (except
+for the rare encounter with a wandering spirit) When forced to save the
+lives of two suicidal teenagers - by literally pulling down the sky to
+catch them as they flung their bodies from atop a school building - Tom
+flees the publicity and goes into hiding once again.
+
+Getting a job driving a taxi in the small rural oregon town of Arcadia,
+he learns that he can't escape just who and what he is. His final fare
+in the town is Laura Bolte, a fashion model returning to her home for
+her brother's wedding. As with Tom, Laura's much more than at first
+she appears to be.
+
+Laura is the rebellious child of a much-feared family with great powers.
+She and her kin can control the minds of normal humans, fly, levitate,
+and manipulate the very fabric of reality. The family has been around for
+many hundreds of years, but suddenly their numbers are decreasing. Their
+home, Chapel Hollow, is not a happy place when Tom suddenly finds
+himself hijacked there. Then things start to get really strange.
+
+The Bolte's powers don't seem to work on Tom as easily as they do most
+humans, and it's quickly revealed why: Tom also possesses supernatural
+powers. Within the course of the first third of the book, Tom finds
+himself communing with the dead (the ancient ancestors - The Powers and
+Presences - of the Boltes) and, when picked by the spirits during
+Laura's brother Michael's wedding, finds himself quickly wed to Laura.
+
+THE THREAD THAT BINDS THE BONES, Nina Kiriki Hoffman's first full length
+novel, is at once a romance, a modern faerie tale, and a fable. Hoffman
+populates her book with a cast as varied as any novel could hope to include,
+yet manages to make each their own distinct and different character.
+
+Tom is unknowledgable in the powers that he possesses, yet seems to have
+the power to overcome all others. In much the same way as a pauper might
+discover that he's a prince, Tom slowly but surely learns to don the
+mantle of the powers he possesses.
+
+As the forces of good and evil take side - take note that all is not
+always as it would appear - the novel builds to a crescendo that
+unfortunately never quite gets adequately resolved.
+
+In the end, though, it doesn't really matter. As the rich, vibrant
+characters grow and interact with one another - as Tom and Laura truly
+learn to love each other, and understand the responsibility that comes
+with the powers that they've been gifted with - the plot almost becomes
+secondary.
+
+THE THREAD THAT BINDS THE BONES isn't a perfect novel, but it is a sign
+of things to come. If Hoffman could so entrance and entice the reader
+with her first novel.. Imagine what she could do in her second or third.
+
+My Rating: (out of 10 points) 9
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Practical Demon Keeping - A Comedy of Horrors
+Christopher Moore
+St. Martin's Press, 1992
+
+
+In his first published novel, Christopher Moore introduces us to a motley
+cast of characters.  Among them is Catch the Destroyer, a demon who was
+inadvertently summoned by Solomon and who has been roaming the earth trying
+to satisfy his seemingly insatiable appetite for human flesh ever since.
+Catch's master is Travis, a compassionate man who unwittingly had the
+responsibility of trying to control Catch thrust upon him while
+studying for priesthood, and who has been trying to dispose of Catch since
+that time.  And then there is the King of the Djinns (for more on Djinns,
+see the short fiction piece authored by my talented and wonderful husband
+elsewhere in this issue *smile*).  Travis and the King of the Djinns are
+joined by a group of mortals in the quest for the scepter of Solomon, which
+possesses the power to send Catch back to the minions of Hell.  Unfortunately.
+the scepter has since been melted down and made into a set of candlesticks.
+
+The characters are at once endearing, terrifying, charming, and repulsive,
+and Moore's sense of humor is sick, perverted, and dark (my favorite kind
+of humor).  I found myself laughing out loud, which I rarely do while reading,
+several times during this book.  It was a tad too short, in my opinion, but
+otherwise an excellent book, well worth the afternoon it takes to read it.
+
+My score (out of a possible 10 points) - 7.7234
+
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+
+The Imp
+Copyright (c) 1993, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+         "She did it again, Sir."
+         "Which she, Fred.  We have a rather large selection of shes around
+      here.  And what did she do?"
+         "The Imp, sir.  She snuck out again, with that last group."
+         "Good Lord!"
+         "He's here, sir.  In Emergency Receiving.  A bus load of Seventh Day
+      Adventist's missed a curve.  Seems there were several decks of playing
+      cards, two very raunchy books and a fifth of scotch whiskey in the
+      luggage.  Some of the folks wanted assurance that they had passed
+      through the correct gates."
+         The tall man ran his fingers through his wavy blonde hair and
+      smiled.  "Boys will be boys.  At least they weren't Church of God.
+      They would have insisted on sending the poor man elsewhere."
+         "It seems the luggage belonged to one of the women, sir."
+         "Well... I hope he's not too rough on her.  He's begun to let all
+      the things people say about him go to his head.  But then, he's young.
+      Maybe I'll send him back again.  He could stand a bit more humility.
+      Do we have an opening in Watts, or Iran, or Lebanon?"
+         "Certainly, sir.  New born or fully developed?"
+         "Neither, right now.  But if he keeps getting a big head..."
+         "Yes, sir."
+         "In a woman's bag, you say?"
+         "Yes, sir."
+         The amused smile faded and was replaced with a more pensive look.
+      Fred could see that The Boss, as everyone called Him, was still
+      thinking about the Imp.  She had done this sort of thing before and had
+      generated all sorts of disruptions.  She had caused friction between a
+      king and his most trusted knight, led an army into battle, and
+      generally raised hob with carefully laid plans for thousands of years.
+      Now, in her fully actualized state, there was no telling what trouble
+      she would get into.  Fred sat quietly, fully expecting one of the rages
+      that make oceans dry up and continents vanish.
+         The Boss frowned once and turned to leave.  "She certainly is living
+      up to her name.  This must be her ninth or tenth trip this millennia."
+      The frown evaporated and the world was spared.
+         "Did anyone get wind of her intentions before she left?"
+         "Her roommate said she was talking about kicking butts and taking
+      names, what ever that means."
+         "She's been reading those shoot-em-up police stories again.  Well...
+      Don't we have a group who need a strong lesson in morality?"
+         "Yes, sir.  We have what is called The United States of America.
+      They have slipped a little, here lately."
+         "Well, let her get settled, and remind me in a while.  Maybe I can
+      nudge her in their direction.  She takes instructions rather poorly."
+         "How long, before I remind you, sir?"
+         "Oh...  a year will do.  She'll be acclimated by then.  What does
+      she look like, this time?"
+         "Her roommate said she was a twenty year old female, and what they
+      presently call a fox.  In my day it was a flapper.  Strange isn't it
+      sir, how they use such unusual names to signify beauty?"
+         "Just a phase, Fred.  Just a phase.  You certainly didn't look like
+      anything that flapped."
+         Fred flushed slightly, recalling his last trip.  He had always
+      thought he had been a Hot Mama or at least a Tootsie.  Oh well, if he
+      just hadn't gotten involved with that bunch of ruffians he might still
+      be there.  Not to worry, he chided himself.  You can go back, someday.
+         Fred ended his remembrances when The Boss turned again to leave.  He
+      stopped at the entrance to the Dispatch and Acceptance area and
+      addressed the chief dispatcher again.
+         "Keep me posted, Fred.  We don't need her shot full of holes like
+      you were."
+         Fred blushed furiously.  "Only one hole, sir."  He was very
+      sensitive about the way he had returned.
+         "Yes, Fred.  But what good is a beautiful young woman with a big
+      bullet hole in her tit?  You really need to be more careful."
+         Fred nodded.  He had been so ashamed of his wounded body he had
+      asked for and received a complete change.  The other body had been left
+      behind.  Ashes to ashes...  Fred mused.
+         He watched as The Boss left the area, but failed to see the
+      transition from handsome blonde man to rotund, dark skinned man with a
+      nose to rival Jimmy Durante's.  The Boss took the corridor leading to
+      the Jewish pavilion.  He didn't mind changing forms, and thankfully
+      these were not Orthodox Jews.  Then, He would have had to put up with
+      an itchy beard and one of those scratchy black suits.  The many
+      faces...  and all that.
+         Fred was amazed as usual with The Boss's ability to juggle thousands
+      of problems at the same time.  He had a feeling, however, that this
+      most recent expedition of the Imp's would try even His patience.  He
+      returned to his work, managing the incoming and outgoing souls.  The
+      pages of the thick book of records turned easily at his mental command.
+      Fred smiled his pleasure with the new system.  Turning pages by hand
+      became a real strain after two or three hundred years.  The only thing
+      better would require occasional service, and IBM was still only world
+      wide.  Something for the future.
+
+         Darkness greeted The Imp.  The sliver of moon did nothing to
+      brighten the velvet blackness of the western Maryland forest.  She knew
+      she was standing less than a hundred yards from a major highway but was
+      hidden from any passing motorists.  Wouldn't do, she grinned, to drop
+      in on these folks suddenly.  They tended to group such arrivals under
+      the broad umbrella of Visitors From Outer Space.  She smiled and
+      brushed a few autumn leaves from her short, auburn hair. She was
+      impatient to begin and strode purposefully toward the highway.
+      Baltimore was waiting, two hundred miles to the east.
+
+         Ronald Hall, one of the few remaining independent truckers after the
+      most recent round of fuel cost increases, eased his big Kenworth into a
+      lower gear and sat back in his seat for the slow descent of the long
+      grade.  He didn't mind complying with the Maryland law requiring slow
+      speeds on mountain slopes.  He had no urge to ride a sixty thousand
+      pound roller coaster down an eight mile plunge to disaster.  He liked
+      living too much.  His constant concern was the rising cost of fuel.  He
+      was slowly being forced out of the trucking business.  His wife,
+      Jennette, held a steady job and they made ends meet.  They both enjoyed
+      the times they had together, but both wished they could travel together
+      all the time.  Their children were grown and they had planned a life of
+      contented wandering wherever the loads took them.  His frustration grew
+      with each passing month, as the cost of fuel crept ever higher.
+         "Be thankful we're healthy and the kids are doing well.  Our time
+      will come."  Jennette would say.  Her words soothed him, but each time
+      he refueled he cursed the circumstances that kept them apart.
+         The high beams probed the darkness and suddenly illuminated the form
+      of a young woman standing alongside the road.  She was waving, as if
+      she knew his truck.
+         "Where did you come from, little lady?"  Ron asked the distant
+      figure, as he applied his air brakes and eased onto the shoulder of the
+      road.
+         The Imp climbed onto the big truck and smiled through the open
+      window.  "Thanks for stopping.  I got dropped a little way back and
+      need a lift."
+         "Come on in.  I'm goin' to Hagerstown.  Where you headed?"
+         "Baltimore, but I can catch a bus out of Hagerstown."
+         Conversation flowed easily, as miles slid under the truck.  The Imp
+      learned first hand that Ron Hall was a good man.  He had not ignored
+      the fact that her jump suit fit like a second skin, or that she was a
+      well developed woman.  Her good looks and deeply exposed cleavage
+      simply did not tempt him.  The thought crossed his mind and The Imp
+      almost blushed when she read his thoughts.  He decided that he wouldn't
+      risk hurting Jennette over a quickie on a Maryland mountainside.  She
+      sure looked good, though.
+         Hagerstown, nearly as dark at two in the morning as the forest she
+      had left three hours before, marked their reluctant parting.  He shook
+      her hand and wished her well.
+         "Thanks for the lift, Ron.  And for the good wishes.  I'm sure
+      you'll find a way to start traveling with your wife, real soon."
+         "Well, that's real sweet.  You just be careful in Baltimore.  There
+      are some mighty ugly people there."
+         "I'll be fine.  My Father taught me some special tricks."
+         The young woman smiled and stepped down from the truck.  The middle
+      aged man felt his smile lingering longer than he expected.  She was
+      that kind of person, made people want to smile.
+         From his driver's seat, Ron could not see the tiny trickle coming
+      from the passenger side fuel tank.  The Imp had been a little careless
+      when she ordered the tank to keep itself full from now on.  It was her
+      first effort at interference in many years.  The Kenworth seemed to
+      sparkle, as it passed under a street lamp and two small dents in the
+      left fender popped out.  The Imp smiled at her handiwork and waved to
+      the man and his air horn.  She knew he would accept her gift and begin
+      to travel with his wife.  She was glad.  They would only have three
+      years.  The Boss had plans for them.  They had discussed the idea of
+      giving the two good people a short period of mortal pleasure, when they
+      had planned her trip.  Everyone knew He worked in many mysterious ways,
+      they just did not know how well planned the mysteries were.
+         A teenager, cruising the darkened streets way beyond what should
+      have been his bed time, honked his horn at the image of feminine
+      abundance.  His horn relay fused and within minutes a police officer
+      had him pulled over and answering some very pointed questions about his
+      breath and the late hour.
+         The Imp walked the three blocks to the small Greyhound station and
+      bought a ticket.  She rested on one of the wooden benches and feigned
+      sleep, hoping to snare a mugger or purse snatcher.  Her efforts were
+      wasted.  Hagerstown was too small for a full-time mugger.
+          Baltimore, like all large cities, was both modern and aged.  The
+      wealthy lived in the new and shining parts, while the poor eked out
+      their existences in the battered sections.  There was a common ground,
+      however, based on a white powder, pills of various colors, and a green
+      weed like substance.
+         Vincent Cararro, one time supplicant to J. Edgar Hoover's
+      organization, was the pivot point around which the major sales of
+      certain substances were hinged.  He had decided years earlier that
+      being on one side of the law was the only way to live.  He had simply
+      changed sides.  He gave up his quest to be an agent for the F.B.I.,
+      when he discovered the wealth waiting in the sale of certain powders,
+      tablets, and grasses.  His beginnings were humble but he soon became
+      another American success story.
+         Vinny worked the streets for two years while building his customer
+      list and the staff he needed to feed their demands.  He risked
+      everything on one gigantic purchase, betting on the greed of his
+      suppliers.  His demand to meet The Man was eased by the size of the
+      purchase.  Besides, The Man liked to see youngsters with the courage to
+      improve themselves.  The initial meeting led to more encounters and
+      eventually to Vinny meeting The Man's family.  Marriage into the Family
+      was almost predetermined.  Margerete was attractive and undemanding.
+      Vinny still had the freedom to visit his girls.  He stayed away from
+      the house her father had given them, for days at a time.  Life was
+      good.  Vinny bought his drugs at a fraction of the street price and
+      sold them to local businessmen for thousands of dollars.  The quality
+      of the women he visited improved and his clothes reflected the latest
+      fashion.  He never missed a Sunday in church.  He and Margerete were
+      front row Catholics, she constantly and he at least on Sundays and
+      holidays.  Vinny was content.
+
+         Outside the Greyhound station, a pimp, black of skin and slow of
+      wit, invited The Imp to "See Baltimore with Me, Baby."  She agreed,
+      needing time to get accustomed to the streets and the feel of the city
+      after having just arrived.  The glossy Cadillac, its chrome sparkling
+      in overabundance, moved through the streets like a well fed lion.
+         The Imp listened to the ages old pitch the pimp was making and
+      nodded at the appropriate places.  He was practically beaming at his
+      good fortune.  With this one he moved out of the twenty dollar a toss
+      bracket, into the world of three or four hundred dollar tricks.  She
+      was a smooth piece of material and looked green as grass.  She was
+      speechless with all the big city wonders he was flashing on her.  Now
+      all he needed was a good meal inside her belly and him in her drawers.
+      Tomorrow or the next day she would be anxious to help him.  His fantasy
+      knew no limits.
+         "How about if we eat, Baby?"
+         "Certainly."
+         "You gonna' need a place to stay, got enough bread?"
+         The Imp nodded.
+         The pimp flinched.  He liked the ones who showed up broke.  They
+      were easier.  This one might be tougher, but she was worth the effort.
+         "Why not save your cash, Baby, and spend the night with me?"
+         "I wouldn't want to put you out.  You might not have room for the
+      two of us."
+         "No Baby.  I got lots of room.  You can have your own room, even.  I
+      got anything else you might need, too."
+         "Well...O.K.  But, only if your sure you are ready for what might
+      happen."
+         "Baby, you won't be no problem at all and what ever you wanna' do is
+      fine with me."
+         The Cadillac swerved into the left hand lane and the pimp rushed
+      toward his apartment.  He would eat after he had a chance to get this
+      one in bed.  She seemed more than ready.  The screech of tires signaled
+      their arrival.
+         The apartment was small and contained one bedroom.
+         "Where is the room you promised me?"
+         "Right there, with me to keep away the cold."
+         The air in the shabby room seemed to crackle for an instant and the
+      pimp wondered what was going on.  He could smell the ozone in the air,
+      as he moved his hands to his ears, against the sudden noise.  He felt
+      much more hair than he should have.  He looked into the cracked mirror
+      over the mantle and nearly fainted.  The face of a woman looked back,
+      an unbelievably ugly woman.  The face followed all the moves he made.
+      That ugly broad in the mirror was him.  He jerked his head back toward
+      the woman he was planning to seduce and found the room empty.  He
+      searched the apartment.  He was alone.  He stripped, having difficulty
+      with the unfamiliar buttons and snaps.  He looked down toward his toes
+      and saw breasts, if anything that baggy and small could count as
+      breasts.  The belly below the first discovery was fully rounded, in
+      fact looked uncomfortably pregnant.  But pregnancy bulged a woman's
+      belly and this mass of wrinkles was far from smooth. The legs holding
+      the hideous mass erect were like black pipe cleaners.  The pimp rushed
+      to the bath room to view the entire mess in the full length mirror.
+         He recognized the lunch he had eaten earlier, as he flushed the
+      results of his sudden sickness.  He was still himself, inside.
+      Whatever the hell that meant.  Except now he looked like a fifty cent
+      chippy from the Grey Panther gatherings in the park.  "Oh God, what did
+      I do?"
+         "It wasn't me.  Ask The Imp."
+         The pimp didn't hear the reply, she was busy being sick again.
+
+         The Imp walked down the street smiling and singing a line from Peace
+      In The Valley.  "...and I'll be changed, changed from this fool that I
+      am."
+
+         Monday dawned soft and warm.  Vincent Cararro drive his burgundy
+      Lincoln Continental carefully and headed for his office.  He nodded and
+      waved to his neighbors and friends in the plush suburb where his wife
+      and children lived.  He still preferred the spicier flavor of the
+      streets.  He disliked the tiny tit and tight ass attitude of the people
+      who lived behind the stone walls of their palatial estates.  He slowed
+      for the light at the corner of Barthalemew and Walden and watched with
+      mild interest as the sleek looking woman walked across Walden.  Her
+      full figure was accentuated by the plunging neckline of her shimmering
+      jumpsuit.  No tiny tits there.  Her full breasts moved with a
+      sensuousness that turned his mild interest into the beginnings of an
+      erection.  He was startled, when the car behind him honked with
+      impatience.  He jerked forward awkwardly and raced down Walden to the
+      first turnaround.  Tires screeched and several people wondered why Mr.
+      Cararro would behave in such an uncouth manner.  The Lincoln dashed
+      back to the intersection to find the startling vision of femininity
+      walking down Walden.  Vinny muttered a silent prayer that no one else
+      would pick her up, and waited impatiently for the light to allow him
+      access to the road he had just traversed.
+         "Need a ride, Miss?"
+         The Imp looked him over, she wanted to be sure she had the right
+      man.  Lots of people in the area drove maroon Lincolns.  He looked like
+      the images she had seen yesterday and his sleek smile looked like he
+      needed a lesson even if he were the wrong one.  She was not, after all,
+      on a strict schedule.  She smiled and leaned down, affording Vinny an
+      even better view of her unzipped cleavage.
+         "I wouldn't want to put you out of your way."
+         "No problem, where are you headed?"
+         "Downtown.  I'm looking for work."
+         "Climb in, I'll have you there in no time."
+         The Imp opened the door and slid into the plush interior.  Her arm
+      touched his on the armrest and neither of them moved to break the
+      contact.
+         "What sort of work do you do?"
+         "Model.  At least that's what I did back in Omaha."
+         "You been in town long?"
+         "Just got in.  Haven't even found a place to stay yet."
+         Vinny smiled like an undertaker who was witnessing a seventeen car
+      pile up.  He knew this was going to be a good day.
+         "I might be able to help you with both problems.  I have friends in
+      the modeling world and my company manages a lot of apartments.  Why
+      don't you come along with me and let me see what I can do?"
+         "That sounds like a lot of bother for you.  I don't want to put you
+      to all the trouble."
+         "No trouble.  In fact, I insist.  You can rent one of the apartments
+      we manage and if you find a job, we can celebrate together.  Unless, of
+      course, you have friends in town."
+         "No.  No friends here.  In fact, you are only the second person I've
+      met in this big place.  The first was not the best experience for me.
+      I hope you're more sincere and more of a gentleman then he was."
+         "My intentions are nothing but honorable.  An apartment and a job
+      and you can go your own way.  Unless, of course, you decide to let me
+      help you celebrate."
+         Traffic built and driving took Vinny out of the conversation mood.
+      He despised the traffic and would have worked at home, if his wife
+      hadn't been there.  He went into the office only to keep up a front for
+      neighbors and the Internal Revenue Service.  He also had three
+      secretaries who helped distract him when he was bored.
+         Like a roller coaster, the streamlined Lincoln dove into the
+      darkness that signaled a parking garage.  The narrow passageway led to
+      a stall marked V. Cararro.  Vinny pulled smoothly into the parking
+      place and switched off the engine.  He turned to the young woman and
+      smiled.  "Shall we go up?"
+         "I suppose so, I really don't want you to be put out."
+         "That is silly.  I'm glad to help a stranger to town."
+
+         Three hours later, with only a small nudge from Vinny, two modeling
+      agencies wanted to use her and one apartment house had a new resident.
+      The Cararro's approval was enough to get her started.  The apartment
+      manager had taken Vinny's word for a deposit and she was ready to move
+      into a furnished apartment.  Suddenly, Vincent was the focus of her
+      life.
+         Lunch time became a celebration that he promised was only the
+      beginning.  They ate and drank and laughed.  They were both pleased
+      with the way things were moving.
+
+         The Imp, Madeline Warren to the apartment manager, looked down on
+      the bed and the boxes she had just dropped there.  Vinny had insisted
+      that she buy some clothes so they could dress in style for their up
+      coming evening.  He escorted her to several very posh shops and helped
+      her select a red dress that looked like spray paint on her full figured
+      body.  The underthings and the shoes were quite ordinary, expensive but
+      normal.  She would be dressed in the height of fashion and be escorted
+      by a man who was as handsome as he was rotten.
+
+         The Imp walked out of the bathroom and was confronted by a huge
+      bottle of champagne and Vinny.  Wrapped in a towel, she was a vision of
+      feminine abundance.  The small sprinkling of freckles across her
+      shoulders and the tops of her full breasts were frosting on the
+      delicate paleness of her skin.
+         Unflustered, she continued drying her hair with one corner of her
+      towel.  "Well, this is a surprise, Mr. Cararro.  We had a date for
+      eight and it can't be later than six thirty.  As you can see, I'm not
+      ready to leave."
+         Vincent smiled.  "I was hoping we were beyond Mr. Cararro.  My
+      friends call me Vinny.  I wish you would."
+         "Perhaps later.  Right now I want to get dressed and fix my hair.
+      You will have to leave."
+         "I could wait out there," Vinny nodded toward the living room.
+         The Imp shook her head.
+         Vinny left, the apartment door slamming.
+
+         The evening was a whirl of pleasant sensations.  Excellent food and
+      drink, followed by three nightclubs with animated dancers, breath
+      stealing comedy, and a sensuous stage show to close the evening.  The
+      stage show would have been pornographic in Omaha, but in Baltimore it
+      was only stimulating.  The Imp knew Vinny was much more stimulated than
+      she, despite his hope that the opposite would be true.
+         The Imp accepted a kiss at her door and would allow no further
+      imprecations from the aroused man.  She wanted him thinking about
+      nothing but his passion.
+
+         With two weeks of modeling in daylight and fending off Vinny's
+      advances during the dark hours, The Imp brought Vincent Cararro to a
+      full boil.
+         She knew that this was the night.  She dressed with special care and
+      waited for his distinctive knock.  A soft smile marked her face.  She
+      was enjoying the tenseness she had watched growing along with the
+      passion.
+         On the mark of eight, Vinny rapped his knuckles on the white painted
+      panel of her door.  He stood admiring the new manicure he had just
+      gotten and waiting for her to answer.  Tonight, he promised to himself.
+      Tonight you loose those fancy drawers, Babe.  Better get ready to
+      enjoy.  His visions of the evening's pleasures brought a sinister smile
+      to his lips.
+         The Imp opened the door and smiled to her ardent suitor.
+         "Good to see you, Vinny."
+         Vincent stalked into the apartment, deciding in that instant to try
+      the strong man routine since his gentle approach had failed.  He fitted
+      a look of restrained fury on his face and turned to the wonderfully
+      sexy creature before him.
+         "You've driven me to a difficult situation.  I have been patient and
+      waited for you.  Tonight we will be together, or I'll be obliged to
+      make some phone calls and withdraw my support for your modeling work
+      and this apartment."
+         Vinny waited for her reply.  He knew she liked the good life they
+      had been sampling so fully for the last weeks.
+         Wordlessly, The Imp reached behind her and slowly unzipped her
+      dress.  The hiss of the zipper erased the lines of ferocity from the
+      angry man's face and magically replaced them with a smile.  Vinny began
+      removing his jacket and never took his eyes from the fantastic form
+      being revealed before him.  His excitement swelled the front of his
+      trousers.  That reaction seemed to stimulate him even more.
+         The Imp had indeed dressed with special care.  She stood before the
+      man clad only in a skimpy pair of panties, a pair of almost transparent
+      hose and a garter belt that matched her panties.  Her swelling breasts
+      were the focus of the now perspiring man before her.
+         "Is this what you want, Vincent Cararro?"
+         "Yes.  Dear God, yes.  I want you more than anything in the world."
+         "Well, at least get out of that ruffled shirt."
+         Vinny peeled the shirt from his sweating body so swiftly that
+      several buttons popped off onto the floor and rolled under a chair.
+         "I've waited for you, ever since I met you."
+         "Well, before you get me I want something too."
+         "What?  What do you want, money?"
+         "Of course not.  I want the list of people you sell drugs to."
+         Vincent felt his erection stop growing, he felt his slacks relax
+      back down to their normal drape.  This was a bizarre situation, one
+      that should have no place between a woman who was nearly naked and a
+      man who was swelling with desire.  What the hell did she need with a
+      list of his customers?  Forget her list, what she needed was a few
+      hours in a big bed.
+         "Why don't we talk about that later?"
+         Vinny felt himself leave the floor.  He hadn't jumped, the floor had
+      simply moved out from under his feet.  The woman was still on the
+      floor.  He was several feet above the carpeting, in a room that smelled
+      faintly like there had been a rainstorm inside the apartment.
+         "What the hell...  What's going on?"
+         "When I get the list you can come back down."
+         "Why?"
+         "My business.  Are you ready to give me the list.?"
+         "Not this life time."
+         The words were the last thing to pass through his lips, going out or
+      coming in.  He grasped his throat and began writhing almost instantly.
+      Within a minute his actions were frantic.  His supply of oxygen was
+      gone and what little he had held in his lungs was nearly used up.
+         The Imp waited patiently.
+         Frantically, Vinny nodded his wordless willingness.
+         The Imp allowed him to breathe and restated her demand.
+         "There is a book, in my jacket pocket.  The names are there.  But
+      they are all untouchable."
+         "Not from me.  You'll descend in ten minutes.  Do not endeavor to
+      follow me or find me.  If you do I'll make you the most miserable man
+      since Job.  I would advise you to find a more respectable occupation,
+      Mr. Cararro.  I'll be watching."
+         Speechless, Vinny watched while the sultry looking woman slipped
+      into the skin tight jumpsuit she had been wearing when he first met
+      her.  She left the front zipper enticingly low and left the room.
+      Vinny watched the clock on the mantle click off the minutes and was
+      waiting as his feet gently returned to the floor.  He dashed to the
+      telephone and began calling his drug customers.
+         After the third call, Vinny realized his mistake.  He had told the
+      people that someone, possibly connected with the law, had the names of
+      all his customers.  Two of the customers were suddenly terse in their
+      replies and hung up.  The third one promised to get Vinny and left the
+      phone off the hook.
+
+         Vincent Cararro died in a fiery explosion two weeks later.  The
+      police bomb experts said that there must have been twenty sticks of
+      dynamite planted in the car.  They were confused, however;  they could
+      not figure why the second and third bomb had not detonated.  The
+      investigation was narrowing the list of suspects and they expected an
+      arrest shortly.  None of the reporters believed a thing about the press
+      release, except the part about the other bombs.
+
+         Nearly two hundred doctors, lawyers and prominent business men left
+      Baltimore, committed suicide, or died from natural causes in the weeks
+      following Vinny's death.  Life insurance company computers discarded
+      the data of these deaths, they all seemed unnatural, despite the police
+      reports.  Claims went unpaid and unchallenged in the courts.  Drug
+      addicts in Baltimore are still having difficulty getting drugs.  Many
+      moved away, some reformed, and some died from the agonies of
+      withdrawal.  White powder, other than Domino sugar, was very scarce at
+      the parties of the affluent.
+
+         The only person who noticed The Imp when she left was a trucker who
+      picked up a beautiful woman on The Beltway.  She needed a lift to
+      Washington.  He carried her to the outskirts of the capital city and
+      continued toward Virginia and the son whom he discovered was suddenly
+      cured of the leukemia that had been eating him alive.  The trucker was
+      already one of the faithful at his small church and credited the
+      recovery with his prayers.  He may have been right.
+
+         The Imp was last seen walking into Washington, D.C. smiling and
+      humming.  She was obviously looking forward to her next tasks.
+
+         Fred looked up from his book and noticed that The Boss seemed
+      happier than usual.  He was pleased that The Boss derived joy from the
+      few glimmers of hope coming from Earth.  There seemed to be a few more
+      souls returning as well.  No matter, Fred mused.  There's room for
+      everyone.
+
+
+
+The Late Mr. Wilson
+Copyright (c) 1992, John Chambers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+          Fred Wilson brought the car to a screeching halt in front of
+     the hospital. He jumped out of the driver's side door and ran
+     around to help Mrs. Wilson out of the car. While doing all of
+     this running, he was also waving his arms toward an attendant
+     with a wheel chair.
+          "Over here!", Fred called to the hospital attendant. The man
+     with the wheel chair came rushing over toward the Wilson's car.
+          "Geez Fred," said Louise Wilson, "I'm not even having labor
+     pains yet. They're going to have to induce labor. There's no
+     rush."
+          Fred beamed at Louise and helped her into the wheel chair.
+     "I know," he said, "but the situation calls for it. This is our
+     first child, even if it is 3 weeks late."
+          Fred was right. The doctors said that she should have given
+     birth in mid-December, and today was January 6th. The doctor was
+     going to induce labor today to speed along the birth of their
+     first child.
+          Arthur Wilson, a happy and healthy baby boy, came into the
+     world on January 7th. He had a minor respiratory problem at birth
+     and had to stay an extra day in the hospital, but otherwise he
+     was just fine.
+          Everyone who saw Arthur said that he was a delightful child.
+     He never got into trouble, didn't cry very often, and was a well
+     behaved and happy baby. This proved to be true as Arthur grew
+     older, started to walk, and started talking. He reached these
+     childhood milestones a bit later than others, but he was such a
+     wonderful child that it didn't matter.
+          The only problem that Fred and Louise ever noticed was
+     little Arthur's tardiness; he could never get anywhere on time.
+     Something always came up just as the Wilsons were ready to leave
+     in the car, have dinner, or go for a walk. Arthur would always
+     forget his teddy bear and have to go back for it, or have to go
+     potty, or change his shirt. It was an annoying little problem,
+     but since Arthur was such a wonderful child, it was easily
+     overlooked.
+          Arthur Wilson was late for his first day of school. He had
+     forgotten the crayons his mother bought for him and had to go
+     back into the house to get them. Once in the house, he had to go
+     to the bathroom. On his second day of school, Arthur forgot his
+     lunch money and had to run back home to retrieve it, so he was
+     late again.
+          Although Fred and Louise Wilson didn't know it at the time,
+     this was to be a lifelong problem for Arthur. He was late to
+     school almost every day. He was late both going to recess and
+     returning to class. He was late for lunch, late for dinner, and
+     late to go play outside.
+          When he was going to the playground for a baseball game with
+     his friends, he would forget his glove. "Hey, wait up guys!" he
+     would yell. The next day he would forget to wear a belt. His
+     friends would see Arthur turning for home and tugging at his
+     pants while screaming, "Hey, wait up guys!"
+          He was known as "Wait Up" Wilson to all of the boys and
+     girls in the neighborhood, and whenever the children would go off
+     to play, one would hear little laughs and giggles and one little
+     voice saying, "Hey, wait up!"
+          Arthur's problem was never a bother to most people. He was
+     such a likeable person that almost everyone overlooked this
+     little quirk. He was very intelligent and made good grades in
+     school, he was always available to help others, and he always had
+     a beautiful smile. It was really difficult to get mad at Arthur.
+          The Army was one of the exceptions to this rule. They didn't
+     like Arthur being late for things. Arthur was drafted into the
+     Army in 1966, but reported late because he had gotten lost in
+     Oakland. Though Arthur was always late for things, he did
+     excellent work. His superiors liked the way he performed, and his
+     attitude. Most of the time they just put Arthur on K.P. as
+     punishment, so Arthur spent much of his time peeling potatoes.
+          Being late was not always bad for Arthur. While his squad
+     was on patrol in Vietnam, Arthur fell behind to lace his boot.
+     In this instance, Arthur decided not to yell his usual, "Wait up,
+     guys!" As it so happened, a North Vietnamese patrol was just
+     ahead. The entire squad unknowingly walked into an ambush while
+     Arthur was lacing his boot. Arthur, late as usual, came up behind
+     the enemy soldiers and rescued his squad. He was later awarded
+     the Bronze Star medal for his actions.
+          Much later in life, Arthur missed a plane to an important
+     meeting in Dallas. Lady Luck once again shed her light on Arthur
+     - the plane crashed upon landing, killing all those aboard.
+          Arthur married Joyce Bentner when he was twenty-eight. He
+     was, of course, a bit late for the wedding. Joyce tried for years
+     to get Arthur where he needed to be at the correct time, but was
+     always foiled in her attempts. She and Arthur got along very well
+     together, and loved each other very much.
+          Throughout his lifetime, Arthur remained a very popular
+     fellow. He was successful in business ventures most of the time,
+     and earned a good living as an inventor and businessman. He
+     missed several opportunities to make large amounts of money in
+     the stock market because the stock would be over-priced by the
+     time he got ready to make his move. On the other hand, Arthur
+     would often fail to buy a "hot" new stock when everyone else was
+     buying, and would be safe when it came crashing down. When the
+     hula-hoop craze hit the country Arthur decided to jump in and
+     make a profit. He was late as usual, and ended up with 2
+     warehouses filled with useless toys when the craze abruptly
+     ended.
+          Arthur made his mark on the world when he was in his
+     fifties. After many years of research, he patented a new type of
+     shoe sole for use on running and athletic shoes. Arthur was
+     always running to catch up, so it was only fitting that he
+     invented this particular item. The invention caught on quickly,
+     and he constantly received royalty checks for the use of his
+     patent. Arthur was finally financially secure enough to take a
+     long awaited two-week cruise.
+          Arthur and Joyce enjoyed their cruise very much. The
+     relaxation of the open sea, the fancy dinners, and the joyous
+     atmosphere was a wonderful break for them both. For ten days they
+     cruised the Caribbean, visiting many wonderful ports and having a
+     great time.
+          On the eleventh day they were heading to port in Saint
+     Thomas when the skies became very dark. A tropical storm was
+     rapidly approaching, and the Captain of the ship immediately
+     began to head for a safe port. Unfortunately, the cruise ship ran
+     aground while trying to make port, and a large hole opened in her
+     side. With the ship quickly filling with water, the Captain
+     ordered all hands to the lifeboats. The passengers had been
+     through several of these drills, and the rescue was proceeding
+     smoothly - except for Arthur. Once again, Arthur was late.
+     A deck hand finally forced Joyce into a life boat, and she saw
+     poor Arthur stumbling around the decks of the cruise ship
+     yelling, "Wait up!" Just at that moment, a huge wave swallowed
+     the decks of the ship. The life boats were shoved out into the
+     sea, and Arthur Wilson was taken prisoner by the ocean.
+          They located his body two days later. Joyce Wilson was
+     distraught and tearful at the loss of Arthur, but bravely headed
+     back home to make the proper arrangements. She left complete
+     instructions for shipping Arthur's remains back home, and set the
+     funeral for the following Wednesday.
+          On Tuesday, the day before the funeral, Joyce discovered
+     that the body had been delayed in shipping. Arthur's remains
+     would not arrive until Wednesday morning, and this would not
+     allow enough time for the funeral personnel to prepare the body.
+     Joyce re-scheduled the funeral for Thursday.
+          Thursday morning services were held in the funeral home, and
+     many of Arthur's friends gave him glowing testimony. It was a
+     very tender and moving service, and everyone was very sad. When
+     the service was over, the funeral party climbed into long black
+     limousines and began the slow, somber journey to the grave site.
+          Along the way to the cemetery, the hearse which carried
+     Arthur's body suffered from an untimely flat tire. The driver
+     immediately jumped from the hearse and waved the other cars on
+     toward the cemetery, then began to busily replace the flat tire.
+          At the grave site, the local reverend gave Arthur his final
+     rites, and said a few carefully selected last words about the
+     late Mr. Wilson.
+          Joyce Wilson peered sadly into the open and empty grave,
+     then tilted her head up just in time to spot the rapidly
+     approaching hearse which carried Arthur.
+          "Damn. Wouldn't you know it," she said. "He's late for his
+     own funeral."
+
+
+
+Memoirs of a Reluctant Vampire
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+     You've seen Dracula, right?  Or at least you've picked up
+something loosely based on the movie - white skin, pointed hairline,
+funny accent, red-lined cape.  I mean, the movie came out in 1931, and
+only the late-night TV junkies ever actually see it any more.  At any
+rate, you think you know about vampires.  You know, they bite beautiful
+women in the neck, they stalk around with dry ice fog swirling through
+their legs, they talk funny, they stand out in a crowd of normal people
+the way a nine-foot glob of purple from the Foobaw galaxy would.  Uh-
+huh.  Well, just sit still and learn better.
+     You see, I'm a vampire.  Yeah, me, with the weak chin and Coke-
+bottle glasses and flannel shirt.  I've never even been to Europe, and
+for sure I'm not from Transylvania.  And I don't go around leaving neat
+little punctures in he necks of Miss America contestants.  You think
+they'd ever let me get near that kind of lady?  Hardly.
+     I've been vamping about 10 years now.  I was kind of getting
+through college when I got into it.  I wasn't that good at college, but
+I was even worse at getting any kind of job that I liked, so why not be
+a professional student.  At least that way I could keep up with all the
+trendy things to be for and against.  I mean, who wants to protest
+against something that nobody hates.  It just doesn't do much for the
+ego to be the only one out there with a picket.
+     Anyway, I was out late one night at the Pizza Pan.  I used to like
+the stuff, you know, with a lot of cheese and everything thrown on.
+The deep pan pizza.  No thin crust for me - give me something to chew
+on.  Anyway, I was headed back to the dorm that night, and out of the
+alley comes this - well, this raggedy guy.  I don't know how else to
+put it.  He just kind of ambled out of the alley like he was out for a
+midnight stroll or something.  I didn't pay him any particular
+attention.  I mean, this is a college town, for pete's sake.  There's
+worse things running around all the time.  You ought to see the kind of
+human debris that's left behind by a keg party.  Well, I crossed in
+front of him, and he grabbed me.
+     His arm came around my neck, and believe me, there's one part of
+the vampire myth that's true - we're awfully strong.  I couldn't get
+any air, and though I struggled as hard as I could this guy just lifted
+me up with his arm under my chin and carried me into the alley as easy
+as you please.  He took me back in the bushes, bopped me on the head
+with something - a rock, I guess - and while I lay their woozy and not
+quite sure what day of the week it was, he hauled out this Swiss Army
+knife, for pete's sake, and gashed me on the neck.  Brother it hurt.
+And he leaned down, holding my shoulders on the damp ground, and sucked
+on my neck.  Yeah, the mother of all hickies, right?
+     I passed out along in there somewhere, and when I came to he was
+gone.  My neck felt like it'd been drug over a barb wire fence, but I
+sure was surprised when instead of the cut I should have had there was
+nothing but a scar.  It's gone now; I guess a vampire bite that turns
+you heals pretty good.  Anyway, that one isn't there any more.
+     I managed to get under way again, and muddled through the
+semester, but by the time spring break came I knew I couldn't get
+through any more.  I was getting real sensitive to light, especially
+sunlight.  I couldn't sleep at night or stay awake during the day, and
+my appetite was falling off something awful.  By the time the semester
+was over, I had gotten down to a meal a day, and sometimes even that
+slipped by without any notice from me.  I couldn't figure it out.
+Until one day I cut my finger, and without thinking I slipped it into
+my mouth - and that's something that would have turned my stomach any
+other time.  Ten minutes later I realized that I was curled on the
+bathroom floor, my finger jammed into my mouth, and craving blood like
+I'd never craved anything in my life.  Somewhere in that semester I'd
+turned - I'd went from human to vampire.
+     Well, it's not any kind of heaven.  Oh, I don't mind the hours so
+much, and while the food may not appeal to you it's all I want.  But
+the trouble of getting something to eat is like nothing you've ever
+seen.  Not many people will just sit still while you make like the Red
+Cross and take a pint.  Generally I'm stuck with the dregs - you know,
+winos (and you can get drunk off of a wino, believe me), hookers,
+addicts (and that's a bad trip if you're not careful), bums, that kind
+of thing.  No beautiful ladies here, mate.  Miss America doesn't come
+around me, and as for counts and the other aristocracy, I guess they'll
+never invite me to a fancy party with lots of necks just waiting to be
+bitten.
+     I've got some fangs, if you want to call 'em that.  Here, have a
+look.  Not so much, are they?  They'll nick the skin some, but I'm no
+vampire bat - I can't live on blood that just kind of oozes out and
+lays there.  I need something that flows, you know?  So I carry a
+pocket knife - yeah, just like the guy that got me - and when I need a
+drink, and I can find someone to tap, I use that to open 'em up.  Real
+elegant, ain't it?
+     Well, I suppose you've got to be going.  I guess I've bored you.
+You sure don't look like someone who plans to spend the night.  In
+fact, you color's not so hot.  Are you sure you feel all right?  Hey,
+stay a bit.  In fact, I think I'd like some supper, if it's all right
+with you.
+
+
+
+Djiin! I Win!
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+     Only a few years ago, in a land not that unlike the one we live in
+now, there dwelled a djiini. He wasn't a particularly powerful Djiini,
+nor was he particularly clever. Admitting that he wasn't very handsome
+either shouldn't come as much of a surprise.  Nevertheless, for all the
+     Djiini's shortcomings, it is with him that our tale begins.  . . .
+and ultimately ends.
+
+     "So. You like to play games do you, Wesley?" Asked the prime Djiin,
+as Wesley stood, shackled in chains, before a jury of his peers.
+     "Offering a thousand wishes where one would do, simply to cause the
+bearer of your 'good tidings' mischief." Intoned the Master Djiin, legs
+crossed, dressed in the finest Arabian costuming, floating above the
+proceedings.
+     "I.." Began Wesley, already knowing it was of no use to
+deny any of the charges. He was being brought up on fraud, libel, and
+misrepresentation of goods. Not to mention that speeding ticket..
+     "And how do you plead?" Bellowed the judge, breaking Wesley's
+thought pattern. (which, looking at it objectively, wasn't that hard of
+a thing to do..)
+     "Er.. Well.. I didn't MEAN.."
+     "We all know exactly what you did and didn't MEAN to do, Wesley.
+Your penchant for practical jokes has gone a bit too far this time. We
+overlooked it when you changed that storekeeper into a dictator. We
+managed to change the mess that you created when you gave the three
+wishes to the 'touched' child.  We even let that girl's wish of 'a dozen
+of everything' squeak by. But granting that Quayle kid's wish for a
+'really, really, really important job'.... that..  is... it!!"
+     Wesley seemed to shrink in on himself, as he studied the jeering
+faces of his peers. They had never liked him anyway. So what if he
+wasn't all that powerful?  So what if he wasn't all that bright, either?
+At least he was handsome, he told himself, though, upon later reflection
+(namely, a nearby mirror) he had to admit that even that wasn't true.
+     Wesley sighed to himself, breathing deep. He was a failure. Period.
+The only bright spot on his otherwise flawed career as a Djiini was his
+creativity. And he had turned that into a  excuse � for practical jokes.
+     "Wesley.." Sighed the judge, getting impatient. "We haven't all
+day. Plead, and let's get on with it."
+     Seeing his cue, Wesley fell to his knees, hands clutched in seeming
+prayer before his chest, "Please, please, master. Spare me!"
+     "Wesley!  Plead, as in your case!!" Looking sheepishly at the
+judge, he rose to his feet, dusting himself off.  Humor wouldn't work.
+Not this time. If he had just played the wishes straight with that
+Quayle fellow.. Sighing yet again, Wesley steeled himself for the worse.
+It was now or never, he thought. He'd play this one straight. He'd admit
+to his lack of ethics, apologize to the council, take his punishment,
+and be on with it.
+     "Wesley?" 
+     "I.... Well, to be perfectly honest your Royal Exalted Supreme
+Highness Sir.. It really wasn't my fault. You see, it all started when..."
+     "GUILTY!"
+
+            *              *            *
+
+     And thus the verdict was announced, and the sentence laid upon the
+quivering bulk of mass that called itself Wesley the Djiini.  His
+sentence was this; he would continue to receive assignments to various
+bottles, lamps, and accordions around the universe. He would continue to
+grant three wishes to a customer, and he would continue to have full
+privileges and benefits (including membership to Sal's All-You-Can-Eat
+Indian Beef Bar-B-Q) befitting his status in the Guild of the Djiin.
+And where was the punishment in all of this, you may ask?
+     The punishment lay not in what Wesley could no longer do (for, as
+stated above, none of his privileges were stripped) but in the penalty
+of assigned duties.  Yes, Wesley could (and would) continue to grant
+     three wishes to a customer.  However, for the next 1,000 years, the
+wishes that he could grant now had certain guidelines and rules. He had
+to inform the wishers implicitly of the limits and guidelines thereof,
+BEFORE granting the wishes. Those three wishes were structured just so:
+
+
+   FIRST WISH
+
+  * This wish can be used for anything, with the exception of wishing
+      for more wishes
+
+
+  SECOND WISH
+
+    * This wish must be made for someone else, not benefiting himself,
+      and must not harm the other person in any known way
+
+
+  THIRD WISH
+
+  * The third wish is rather limited. If the participant is happy
+      with his results, he may wish for Wesley to be rewarded for his
+      good deeds. (and indeed he will - with one day taken off his
+      sentence) If, however, the receiver of the wishes is dissatisfied
+      in any way, shape, or form, the recipient can wish that all of
+      what he wished for was instead bestowed upon Wesley
+
+
+    Through the wisdom and understanding of the ancient Master Djiin,
+peace was restored to the universe at large. Wesley slowly learned to
+curb his practical joking. All was right with the world again. At least
+for awhile.
+     You see, even Master Djiin's make the occasional mistake. When one
+wishes for the wisdom of Solomon, the strength of Samson, and the rugged
+beauty of Mel Gibson (and, yes, that can be all one wish, worded
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+
+
+Strength
+Copyright (c) 1992, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+     In the Temple darkness
+     lies the shadow of a smile
+     Dreaming my world
+     into existance
+     with the existance
+     of his dreams
+     belief, hope, trust and care
+     weaves a fabric true and whole
+     to know, to will, to dare
+     to be naked before all
+     reveals a strength of character
+     by nature
+     within, the courage to be
+     wild and joyful, confident and free
+     Spontaneous revelation
+     empowers the lion-hearted
+     to know the god within himself
+     and above all
+     to love.
+
+Written 12/21/92 by Tamara (c) 1992 for bear
+
+Strength has many facets.....as do you.
+
+
+
+A Sunny Afternoon in the Garden
+Copyright (c) 1992, Lucia Chambers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+               The hops snore a tranquil fragrance
+               unmindful of the bees slowing, to sleep
+               while queen clematis tucks her tendrils
+               round that sleeping giant's knees.
+
+               Beetles clamber rosebud newts and chew,
+               intoxicating tea! their jaws slacken;
+               a slow climb from below, the preying mantis plots
+               careful maneuvers through thorny bracken.
+
+               Butterflies delight in cosmos' open arms,
+               that daisy beckons neurotic fluttering to stop
+               to drink nectar and rest warmly on polleny pillows
+               while wings bask proudly on pink petal-tops.
+
+               While the gardener sleeps beyond the fountain
+               (charming watery noises lulling her to doze)
+               the squirrels raid the birdseed, but her dreams
+               exclude garden disasters: she is thinking of a rose.
+
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+
+
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for $
+ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), and even good ANSI art.
+
+ The only payment we can offer for your articles, stories, and poems is
+ that of exposure. As STTS grows, we expect it to reach markets through-
+ out the USA, Canada, Europe, Japan, and parts of ASIA. Through the
+ distribution system we're using, the possibilities are practically
+ limitless.
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop.
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  FIDO            - Send me a private message containing your
+                    submission to node 1:124/8010
+
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Common, Writers,
+                    or Poetry Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you
+                    put a ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper
+                    left-hand corner, it'll be routed directly to my
+                    BBS.
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the STTS
+                    Conference, Poetry Corner conference, or the
+                    Writers Conference. If your P&BNet contact is using
+                    PostLink, you can route the message to me
+                    automatically via the same way as described above
+                    for RIME. In either case, address all correspondence
+                    to: Joe derouen.
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+
+
+ Advertising
+ -----------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is $
+ 20.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means listed
+ under Contact Points, elsewhere in this issue.
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 25 BBS's
+ across the nation. It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ We're not really out to make money with STTS, and thus will be willing
+ to "deal" with you. If you're a shareware author or provide some sort
+ of service that STTS or myself might find of use, I'm willing to trade
+ advertising space for a registered version of your product of service.
+
+
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Any
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  FIDO: Joe DeRouen at 1:124/8010
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75244
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
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+
+
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 486-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 492-6565 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 492-5695 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin        [Note: Exec-PC has
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney                  over 250 lines.
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)   It's the biggest
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)   BBS in the world!]
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Mass.
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathama Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'd do a file
+request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9308.ZIP. After Sept. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9309.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9308.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+
+If you're interested in donating prizes for the STTS monthly contest,
+you can contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS
+elsewhere in this issue.
+
+We'll accept most any prizes. If you're a shareware author, a great way
+to get some free publicity would be to donate a registered version of
+your program(s).
+
+Examples of prizes you might donate would be registered shareware, CD's,
+access to pay Bulletin Board Systems, magazine subscriptions, etc.
+
+Depending upon available space in the magazine and what you're donating,
+we may be willing to provide advertising space in STTS free of charge or
+for a reduced charge.
+
+
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The second issue of STTS Magazine draws to a close. I think that all
+involved did a great job in bringing it together, and my thanks go out
+to them one and all.
+
+My thanks also goes out to all the SysOps who're carrying the magazine.
+The more BBS's that feature STTS, the more readers we get. The more
+readers we get, the more submissions we get and the better the magazine
+gets. The chain is only as strong as it's weakest link, after all. And
+every link of this "chain" - from the readers to the SysOps to the
+networks to the writers and to myself, the publisher - is an important
+one.
+
+Going with that analogy, one surefire way to keep a chain from rusting
+is to move it about from time to time and even oil it. I want STTS to be
+flexible and to get a steady infusion of new ideas and concepts.
+
+Things I have in mind for future issues include a round-robin continuing
+story, a story-writing contest, interviews with people important to the
+telecommunications industry, and more!
+
+What ideas do *you* have that would help STTS to keep growing and
+evolving, becoming the best that it can be? I want to hear them. I may
+or may not agree with them or implement them, but every idea is
+important to me and to the evolution of the magazine.
+
+On that note, I'll end this and start the distribution process. I hope
+you enjoyed this issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine. Keep
+reading!
+
+
+--Joe DeRouen, 11:55pm 07/31/93
+
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+
+     Welcome to......
+
+
+
+
+       S u n l i g h t   T h r o u g h   T h e   S h a d o w s  (tm)
+
+                       O n - L i n e   M a g a z i n e
+
+
+
+
+========================================================================
+
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Arrgh. I've been to school and learned all about grammar and rules, and
+I know that "Arrgh" isn't generally the best way to start an editorial.
+Nevertheless, for this one, it's most fitting.
+
+It's 3 in the morning on July 31st and I have exactly 21 hours to get
+this, the second issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine,
+finished.
+
+There's been some serious developments for the magazine since last I
+wrote this editorial. We're now being carried "officially" by nearly 25
+BBS's around the country. I say "officially" because I know it's
+lingering upon literally thousands of BBS's hard drive across the US and
+in Canada, but the SysOps of those systems haven't requested to be
+included in the distribution list.
+
+In addition to Pen & Brush Net, RIME, and the Internet, we're now
+available via FREQ (file request) through FIDO. See DISTRIBUTION VIA
+NETWORKS for more information.
+
+This issue welcome Gage Steele to the staff with the beginning of a
+series of articles on her induction and progression through the world of
+BBSing. (FROM THE JOURNALS OF.. (pt.1) in the Feature Articles section)
+Gage is a great new writer and I've enjoyed working with her. You'll be
+seeing more from her in these digital pages in the months to come.
+
+We've also been getting submissions! Yes, those golden little nuggets of
+words have finally found their way to my doorstep. Keep those cards and
+letters coming, folks! We're getting a lot now, but can always use more.
+
+In addition to fiction and poetry, we're also looking for music and book
+reviews, as well as general interest articles about pretty much
+anything. If it's well-written and interesting, we want it.
+
+I want to thank everyone who sent notes to say that they enjoyed the
+first issue, as well as those of you who made suggestions for changes
+and alterations. You were listening to, even if I didn't always agree
+with you.
+
+Let me know what you think of this, the August issue of STTS Magazine!
+It's been a struggle to get out on time, but I think it was worth it.
+Struggles usually are.
+
+Just to say that this editorial has come full circle, I think I'll end
+it with a resounding... Arrgh. <grin>
+
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, July 31st 1993
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher, Editor, Fiction
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews, feature article
+  Jason Malandro.........................Book Reviews
+  Russell Mirabelli......................Shareware Reviews
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Article
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Russell Mirabelli is currently pursuing his Master of Science degree
+  in Information Systems at the University of Texas at Arlington.  He
+  works for an educational software company as a multimedia programmer.
+  He enjoys playing bass, cycling and rollerblading. He lives in
+  Arlington, Texas, with his wife and two cats.
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  John Chambers..........................Fiction
+  Lucia Chambers.........................Poetry
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Tamara.................................Poetry
+
+
+  John Chambers, forty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush BBS
+  with his wife Lucia. John is the information Systems Director for the
+  association which accredits psychotherapists in the United States. He
+  also runs ABEnet, a BBS devoted exclusively to the psychotherapy
+  community.
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Born in Hawthorne, Ca., (but currently residing in Oklahoma) Robert
+  McKay's been writing since he was a teenager. Only recently, however,
+  did he began to seriously try to sell his stories.  Robert recently
+  signed the contracts to have his first two science fiction novels
+  published on disk. Hopefully, this is merely the prelude to bigger and
+  better things. (of course it is, Robert. You got published here,
+  didn't you? <grin> -Ed.)
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Actually, I still haven't gotten her
+  profile. But it sounds much more enigmatic this way, don't you think?)
+
+
+
+
+
+   ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+   ³                                                 ÃÄ¿
+   ³                 Monthly Columns                 ³ ³
+   ³                                                 ³ ³
+   ÀÄÂÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ ³
+     ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+
+
+
+Letters To The Editor
+
+
+Send any and all comments you have concerning STTS Magazine to Joe
+DeRouen, via any of the routes covered under CONTACT POINTS, listed
+elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Now, on to a few letters...
+
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+  Dear Joe,
+
+       I really enjoyed the first issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows.
+  It seems to contain just the right balance of reviews and stories.  I
+  particulary enjoyed your fiction piece THE ROGER AND THE DRAGON.  I
+  wonder how many people caught the play on the title "The Dragon and
+  the George?" (a Philip K. Dick novel - ED)
+       The reviews were excellent as well, particulary the music reviews.
+  Now I only wish I could find the CD! Keep up the good work!
+
+  Sincerely,
+  Rebecca Quill
+
+  Rebecca Quill
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+  Dear STTS,
+
+       The first issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows was, on a scale
+  of 1 to 10, a solid 9. I really enjoyed it!
+       Kudos to both the shareware reviews (Russell Mirabelli) and the
+  movie reviews (Bruce Diamond and Randy Shipp) Both were well done and
+  informative. I enjoyed the book and music reviews as well, though my
+  personal interest lies more in the movies and software.
+
+  Thanks,
+  John Anderson
+
+  John Anderson
+  Channel 1 BBS
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Contest Giveaway
+
+
+ Each month, STTS magazine will be giving away two prizes. The prizes
+ will range from registered versions of popular shareware packages to
+ Compact Discs, to a year subscription (via a disk mailed to you) to
+ STTS On-Line! In other words, you never know what we'll be giving away
+ next!
+
+ If the prize is shareware/software, unless otherwise noted, the
+ versions available will be IBM compatible only. If another version
+ is available, we'll make a note of that and ask you to let us know what
+ system you have.
+
+ To enter, please send me a note containing the following information:
+
+      1. Full name
+      2. Street/P.O. Address
+      3. City, state, zip
+      4. Country (if not USA)
+      5. Prize choice (first entry drawn gets their choice,
+         second entry gets the other prize)
+      6. Disk size (1.2 or 1.44, high density or low density)
+      7. Where you obtained your copy of STTS (if on a BBS, name
+         and phone number of BBS)
+      8. The current date (Mm/Dd/Yy)
+
+ This information can be sent to me via several different avenues. All
+ of the following should reach me.
+
+ PCRelay/RIME ->SUNLIGHT  (in the Common conference)
+ InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+ Pen & Brush Network ->SUNLIGHT (in any conference)
+ FIDO 1:124/8010
+ WME Network - Net Chat, Poetry & Prose
+
+
+ If nothing else, send a postcard to..
+
+           Joe DeRouen
+           14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+           Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+
+ To be eligible for the contest every month, you have to register every
+ month. Try to send me your entry as soon as possible. If I receive it
+ after the 25th day of the month, I'll put it in with the following
+ month's entries.
+
+
+ WINNERS FOR JULY
+
+ Larry Reynolds of Dallas, Texas won the registered version of Book-E
+ text-to-executable program. He registered on STTS BBS via E-Mail.
+
+ Anna Newburg of Toronto, Ontario, Canada won the registered version of
+ Quote! random quote generator. She registered via a postcard.
+
+
+ PRIZE FOR AUGUST
+
+ August's prize (to be sent out sometime shortly after Sept. 1st) is
+ Cineplay's VGA/Soundblaster commercial game FREE DC!
+
+
+ FREE DC!
+
+ In this Cineplay adventure, you'll battle dangerous robots, laugh at
+ the antics of your sidekick Wattson and comb the jungle for a
+ mysterious gadget that holds the key to the survival of the last
+ eight humans on Earth.
+
+ FREE DC! features lifelike cinematic images and origial stereo
+ soundtrack, action packed story by a professional screenwriter,
+ live actors and claymation characters from the creator of the
+ California Raisins, Point-and-click control, and much more!
+
+
+
+
+
+   ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+   ³                                                 ÃÄ¿
+   ³                 Feature Articles                ³ ³
+   ³                                                 ³ ³
+   ÀÄÂÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ ³
+     ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+
+
+
+From The Journal Of.. (Part 1)
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+  [ The following is a true story. Names and places have been changed
+    to protect the innocent and to avoid any lawsuits that might
+    decide to rear their ugly heads ]
+
+
+
+    It's funny how you look back on things you've done or been or said,
+and realise you're trying not to laugh at yourself and how silly you
+used to be.  Maybe it's just me.  I didn't used to smirk about my past,
+but...  I don't know.  It seems the more years that go by, the more
+often I catch myself doing it.  And, the years are going by so much
+more quickly than they once did.
+    I wasn't quite 17 when Mom brought home that bulky PS/2 25.  She
+said I had to have it for all those term papers I'd be writing when I
+began college in the fall, just a few months away.  Besides, she told
+me, it was practically top-of-the-line, even if I did think it looked
+like a sick joke on MacIntosh.  I have to tell you, though, that Mom
+and I are very different, not just as far as computing goes, but in
+many ways.  Strictly speaking in techie terms, well, I'd been the
+guinea pig for all of those early 80s "computer lab" classes in the
+elementary and junior highschools; Mom, on the other hand, could take
+shorthand and xerox like a whirligig, but the offices she worked in
+hadn't caught the silicon wave yet, so to speak.  So, after she helped
+me (maybe that should read "I helped her") plug it in and set it up on
+my desk, she swiftly exited the back bedroom, telling me I'd have to
+"show her the neat tricks" to my new toy, someday.  It wasn't a horrid
+machine, but I still think the salesman buttered her up a good bit.
+    Hey, that isn't to say my mom's a moron!  Consider the time period.
+Big business guys were wetting their BVDs over Display Write 4 and
+anyone whose resume' purported proficiency in it.  I think Mom really
+did mean what she said about showing her the ins and outs.  Something
+about teaching old dogs...  I'm sure she didn't want the embarrassment
+of attending one of those job skill courses, either.  Come on, can you
+imagine my mom, at early 40something, sitting in a night class with 20
+clones of me, just to get a $.50 raise because she mastered that DW4
+thingy?  Better to stick with just one version of me (the one that
+broke the mold!) and learn it quietly.  THEN, get the raise.
+    At first, the PS/2 did little but weight papers and hold the desk
+firmly to the floor.  I wrote some journal entries into First Choice,
+futzed with Larry 1, but that was about it.  Most of my time was spent
+at the dance club downtown.  I was, afterall, still a kid.  Soon,
+though, my friends started in with the "oooh's" over the machine.  That
+was fun, almost like having a Corvette presented to you on your 16th
+birthday, I guess.  Okay, maybe that was exaggerated.  Still, it's
+true.  I was (practically) the only one on my block with a real, live
+computer.  That's what got my fingers back on the keyboard.  Ahh,
+impressionable teen years, how I do NOT miss you and the overwhelming
+desire to be "hip" that is intrinsically a part of you.  Basically,
+that's all it was.  My friends thought it was just "too intellectual"
+of me, therefor I was cool.
+    In August, I gingerly stepped into the college scene as your plain
+vanilla "undeclared, but I'm an English Major."  I think, in that first
+semestre, I managed to add at least $5.00 per month to the electric
+bill, writing and rewriting those fateful terms her maternal and all-
+knowingness had warned me about.  Yes, the IBeeMer was humming full
+force.  I even managed to pound the DOS (v3.3) basics into Mom's skull,
+between classes and essay edits (She faked it through the entry exam,
+by the way, but got the promotion).  I soon found I hadn't the time to
+play in the club or meander through the mall anymore.  Somehow, I didn't
+miss it much.  A good lot of my highschool crowd hadn't gone on to
+college.  The ones that did, as well as the new people I met in my
+classes, were under the same time pressures I was.  Although I didn't
+realise it then, slowly, whatever free time I did have was being spent
+doing computer stuff.
+    Christmas brought a 2400 baud modem and a starter kit to Paragon (I
+suppose you could say that this is where the real meat of this story
+begins).  I'd had the PS/2 for 8 months and (don't you dare laugh)
+dubbed her "Gertrude."  I knew ol' Gertie, much like a 50s Greaser
+knew his prized hotrod, claiming he was the only one she'd kick over
+for.  In some respect, I was bored within the confines of my 20 meg
+harddrive.  Let's face it, even hotrods have their limits.  This modem
+thing, though, intrigued me.  To use the computer to dial the phone so
+that I could read and post memos to people across the country seemed
+unfathomable.  I wasn't interested, yet, in the how's of it all.  I
+just wanted to be there and do that.
+    I was the brat at the sleepover parties that didn't want to go to
+sleep for fear of missing something.  I think I was always like that.
+It wasn't nosiness, exactly, just a wanting to know "it" (whatever it
+was) before anyone else.  As with the novelty of being the first in
+the crowd to have a computer, this modem and Paragon again offered me
+the chance to experience and experiment with something way before my
+buddies would.  Now, before you go into that "you power hungry
+beastling" squall, you have to know that I like to teach people, too.
+It's that "helper/fixer" personality at work.  So, along with that dose
+of power (I'll admit it), came the opportunity to tutor others.
+
+    Armed with a bag of Doritos, a can of Pepsi, the startup disk and a
+New York exchange telephone number (to the Paragon Tech line, just in
+case), I began my descent into the telecommunications world.
+    Back then, Paragon was laughably small as compared to the mega
+systems we have now, but in perspective, it was the monster of its
+genre.  After entering my account id and password, the modem hooted and
+hollered, and BAM!, there was a full MCGA colour welcome screen.  My
+eyes would have drooled, were they able.  I didn't bother with the
+"new user tour."  I never was one to read docs or do the demonstration
+thing.  Sometimes, I'm just a pighead.  Instead, I poked every button
+(froze the system twice!) and found myself face-to-monitor with 158 notes
+about "Proper Parenting Practises."
+    People were everywhere and they all seemed so friendly.  Sure, none
+of it was "live," but I didn't care;  I'd never called anywhere else,
+so I didn't know what I was "missing."  Every time I turned around,
+there was another note just added to some subject I was interested in.
+To heck with buying magazines and reading books, I thought to myself,
+I'll just login to Paragon for a quickie email answer from my pal in
+Iowa.
+    Sadly, in a few months' time I was bored with the big P.  Having
+already found the "walls" of my own system, it didn't take me long to
+bump into those of another.
+    Something else was happening, too.  These people weren't as nice as
+they seemed.  Because we couldn't see each other, words and emotion
+verifiers (like smiley faces) were very important.  Sometimes, horrific
+wars sprang up between users (and consorts of each) over misinterpreted
+tone.  And, let me tell you, things could get so blown out of
+proportion!
+    Take, for example, my encounter with a girl called Cindy.  She was
+15 and adored the music message bases, posting slews of notes about
+Depeche Mode.  She was sweet, in her own way, but I thought she was
+more than a little immature and more than a lot obsessed.  The whole
+thing went something like this:
+
+-----
+
+     From: Cindy
+     To: All
+     Subject: DM RULES
+
+     if anyone sez DM sux i'll bash them so good they'll wish they were
+     never born. DM is the greatest band that ever lived and i'd do
+     anything for them especially defend them from idit posers that
+     don't have taist. love cindy
+
+
+     From: Gage
+     To: Cindy
+     Subject: DM RULES
+
+     Wow.  You really must like them.  You sort of remind me of myself
+     a few years ago.  I loved [some band], but now, I wouldn't listen
+     to them if you payed me.  Just remember that people change and
+     just because they don't like the same thing you do doesn't mean
+     they're dumb.
+     Who knows, five years from now, you might loathe Depeche.
+     Stranger things have happened.
+     I'm not saying you're wrong.  It's just that nothing ever stays
+     the same.  You know?
+
+
+     From: Cindy
+     To: Gage
+     Subject: DM RULES
+
+     your a b*tch i bet you like new kids on the block and wet the bed.
+     at least now me and my freinds no what a loser you are and we
+     won't have to listen to anything you say and none of us will talk
+     to you.  go ahed and reply to this so we can laugh some more at
+     you.  your anti DM and i hope you go to he** for offending them.
+
+-----
+
+    Maybe I should have stayed out of it, but that chick was really
+getting on my nerves.  Now, I hadn't said anything rude, at least, I
+didn't think so, but I ran right into unfamiliar territory I now call
+"lost reality."  Because, while you're online, you can be whatever you
+wish you really were, I think people forget what the real world is
+really like.  Online, Cindy was DM Queen and she had to defend that
+title.
+        Cindy came back at me like a whip already cracked.  For a
+while, I even had my own message subject, lovingly entitled (by Cindy)
+"GAGE IS FAKE."  It was there that she managed to post no less than 67
+notes describing my faults and lack of intelligence, before Paragon big
+wigs pulled the plug on her account.  They say it was for "abusive
+behavior."  I say it was for a reality cheque that bounced.
+    And, yes, Cindy really did write that way.  It wasn't a slur on my
+part.
+    The whole thing has been in the back of my mind all these years.
+Sometimes, I wonder if Cindy still defends Depeche Mode's honor with
+the vigour we saw from her on the bb's.  Other times, I simply shake my
+head.  I've heard people speak about the world of telecommunications
+as though it were a physical place.  Maybe it is.  I don't know.  Or,
+maybe, just a little maybe, it's a good bit more like a drug with a
+nastier addiction rate than any grade of Cocaine imaginable.  Perhaps
+that's what keeps the memoury of Cindy so fresh and puzzling.
+
+    It was then that Paragon announced they would be charging us for
+email usage.  A lady called Rose, whom I will never forget, emailed me
+details of the Paragon boycott after I poked my nose into a discussion
+about the new billing.  She also described to me, very carefully, how to
+signup and login to JEannie.  It was the first great exodus and I was a
+part of it, at the ripe old age of 18.
+
+
+Movie to the Max!
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                               MOVIES TO THE MAX!
+                                       or
+              How To See Tina, Seattle, The 7 Dwarfs, And Raptors
+                 All On The Same Day Without Paying Full Price
+                         (And Without Getting Arrested)
+
+
+          You've got twenty bucks in your pocket.  And you've got a
+     free afternoon.  What to do?  It ain't enough for a good time in
+     the red-light district, and a twenty-dollar meal means you gotta
+     dress up.  Phooey.  Well, if you're a movie nut like me (and if
+     you aren't, why not?), you may be ready for the Movies To The
+     Max! challenge.  Say four new films have just opened, and you're
+     dying to see all of them.  Can you see them in one afternoon, all
+     before matinee prices expire at 6:00?  I say you can, and I'm
+     going to show you how.
+
+          There are, of course, a couple of catches.  The major catch
+     is you have to live in a major metropolitan area with several
+     movie theaters.  As much as some critics and movie buffs have
+     decried the growth of the shoebox multiplex theaters from the
+     mid-'70s through today, the expansion of such centers of
+     celluloid sensationalism has allowed more people to see a wider
+     variety of movies than ever before.  It's a trade-off I've
+     learned to live with.  The advent of THX stereo, better
+     reflective surfaces on screens, re-releases of 70mm epics (such
+     as LAWRENCE OF ARABIA), the creation of new 70mm films, along
+     with the latest developments of DTS (Digital Theater Sound) and
+     ultra-realistic computer animation have helped mollify me
+     somewhat.  But the best use of the shoebox theaters is to
+     maximize my movie-going experience!
+
+          The second catch is the limited season.  The *only* time you
+     can maximize your movie-going experience is during the summer
+     (outside of the week and a half between Christmas and New
+     Year's), for only during this time do movie theaters open early
+     enough to allow you to see four movies in one afternoon.  Some
+     pleasure palaces open as early as 11:00 during the summer,
+     allowing you to while away the afternoon munching popcorn and
+     hissing villains.
+
+          Becoming a Movies To The Max! member requires some
+     judicious planning, provided you're even game for such an insane
+     enterprise.  Herewith, I've provided a checklist to get you
+     through the day, with some dos and don'ts thrown in.
+
+
+
+                          MOVIES TO THE MAX! CHECKLIST
+
+
+     1.  Go alone, or with someone who's just as crazy and speedy as
+         you are.  Don't be surprised if you take someone along and
+         find that person dragging you down so you miss the opening of
+         one of the films.  Of course, if you're late for one, you're
+         late for every one after that.
+
+     2.  Make sure you have a full tank of gas.  Stopping for gas
+         along the way ruins your timing.
+
+     3.  Plan your afternoon carefully, with the aid of the movie
+         section of the weekend paper.  Make sure you have the right
+         weekend (I've made this mistake before).  If you haven't
+         bought the Saturday or Sunday paper that day, don't panic.
+         You don't have to make an extra trip, because the Friday
+         edition of most papers carries a weekend entertainment guide
+         that lists the theater times.
+
+     4.  Need I say it?  Make sure your car's fluids are topped off
+         and the tires are in good condition so you don't have to stop
+         for anything.
+
+     5.  Want to save money on concessions?  Start the day with an
+         icechest packed with a lunch, snacks and drinks.  Eat on your
+         way to the next movie.  Make sure to pack safe foods, like
+         sandwiches, so you're not digging in bags for chips or
+         whatever.  Safety first, which also means avoiding packing
+         complicated sandwiches that have stuff falling out of them
+         (like olives, onions, pickles, etc.).  Cut the sandwiches in
+         half for better handling.
+
+     6.  Drive the speed limit.  Getting stopped for a ticket also
+         ruins your timing.
+
+     7.  Gotta pee?  If it isn't *that* pressing (don't risk bladder
+         problems, in other words), try to hold it and use the
+         restroom at the next theater.  It'll be less crowded than the
+         restroom in the theater you're leaving.  No lines, no
+         waiting, better for the schedule.
+
+     8.  Try to schedule the short movies first, like any animated
+         flick (SNOW WHITE, for example) or comedies (like WEEKEND AT
+         BERNIE'S 2, not that I'd recommend you see it).  Save the
+         heavy dramas (like THE FIRM) for the end of your movie-going
+         day.  Most movies fall into a two hour and twenty minute
+         showing schedule, so if you choose a film that pushes the two
+         hour envelope, you crowd your chances of four movies in one
+         afternoon.  Don't know how long a movie runs?  Well, after
+         you've made your choices, call the theater and ask when the
+         movie ends.  Or check the next beginning time for your movie.
+         If the beginning times are three hours apart, you can bet the
+         film is over two hours long.
+
+     9.  The twenty minute envelope of opportunity between showings is
+         your travel time (and eating time, if you prefer that
+         option).  Select theaters that are no farther than 10 miles
+         apart and you should accomplish your mission.  If you choose
+         theaters that are farther apart, you risk a cop-induced
+         delay.
+
+    10.  Going to the dollar theaters is cheating.  Any mook can see
+         four movies in one day without paying full admission prices
+         by going to second-run houses.  Yours is a higher calling.
+         Live up to the Movies To The Max! challenge.
+
+    11.  Something that won't save you any gas, but might save you
+         time on viewing day, is to buy your tickets in advance.  Most
+         theaters will sell advance tickets at the box office, even
+         for a next day's showing.  In the Dallas/Fort Worth area, the
+         General Cinema chain even sells tickets by phone, as does the
+         444-3456 (444-FILM) film listing service.
+
+    12.  To save on travel time and wear and tear on your nerves, try
+         to see as many movies at one location as you can, schedule
+         permitting.  If you can see all four movies at the same
+         theater, more's the better.
+
+    13.  Obviously, be sure of where you're going.  Movie-seeing day
+         is *not* the time to buy a map.
+
+          Movies To The Max! isn't for the faint of heart.  I
+     developed this system out of a need to catch up on the week's
+     releases for LIGHTS OUT's early days.  If you're up to the Movies
+     To The Max! challenge, take it, and share your stories with me
+     through Joe DeRouen.  I have to live vicariously through other
+     people's Movies To The Max! experiences now since I began
+     attending press screenings and don't have to catch every release
+     of the week in one day.  Some life, eh?
+
+
+     [ Bruce Diamond (along with Randy Shipp) reviews movies each
+       month in THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN, brought to you in every
+       issue of this magazine. He also writes and publishes a
+       (usually) monthly electronic magazine of his own,
+       LIGHTS OUT. ]
+
+
+
+
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+Through The Magic Lantern
+Copyright (c) 1993, Diamond & Shipp
+All rights reserved
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+        ³THE FIRM:  Sydney Pollack, director.  Screenplay by David ³
+        ³Rabe, Robert Towne & David Rayfiel.  Based on the book by ³
+        ³John Grisham.  Stars Tom Cruise, Jeanne Tripplehorn, Gene ³
+        ³Hackman, Ed Harris, Holly Hunter, Hal Holbrook, David     ³
+        ³Strathairn, Gary Busey, and Wilford Brimley.  Paramount   ³
+        ³Pictures.  Rated R.                                       ³
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+
+
+     RANDY SHIPP:  Welcome back to another edition of THROUGH THE
+                   MAGIC LANTERN with Randy Shipp and Bruce Diamond!
+                   I'm Shipp...
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  ...and I'm Diamond.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  In this issue, Bruce and I will be reviewing the new
+             thriller, THE FIRM, based on the book of the same name by
+             John Grisham.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Have you ever dreamed of having it all?  All of us
+               have, from time to time, but for third-year Harvard law
+               student Mitch McDeere, the dream comes true.  For
+               Mitch, the dream comes packaged in an incredible offer
+               from a small, but wealthy law firm located in Memphis,
+               Tennessee.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Not as high-profile as the big New York or Chicago firms,
+             Bendini, Lambert & Locke still manage to make McDeere an
+             offer he can scarcely refuse.  Complete with a new
+             Mercedes and a furnished home in relaxed Memphis, the
+             firm's offer brings Mitch (Tom Cruise) and his wife Abby
+             (Jeanne Tripplehorn) to a quick decision, and Mitch
+             becomes a new associate.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Suspicious statements at first cause them concern...
+               the firm encourages children, the firm will allow Abby
+               to take a job, the firm likes stability...but the offer
+               still sounds too good to be true.  And, as Mitch finds
+               out, the golden opportunity quickly turns to brass.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  From there, the audience is drawn into the sinister side
+             of Bendini, Lambert & Locke, where no associate has ever
+             divorced, no associate has ever failed the bar exam, and
+             no associate has ever left the firm.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  When Mitch discovers this sinister side, he's caught
+               between his ideals and his ambition.  How can he
+               succeed in this shady firm without tarnishing his
+               ethics, and how can he help the FBI to bring the firm
+               down without violating the lawyer/client privilege and
+               becoming disbarred?
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Tom Cruise turns in a downright respectable performance
+             as McDeere, who is forced to live with his mistakes and
+             his misjudgements about the firm.  Mitch is a man who
+             feels honor-bound by his oath, but who knows he has no
+             choice but to risk everything.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  The character of Mitch McDeere intrigues me, but I
+               don't think director Sidney Pollack and the screen-
+               writers (David Rabe, Robert Towne & David Rayfiel) have
+               given us enough character depth.  While we see Mitch
+               torn between what boils down to, simplistically, "right
+               and wrong," I don't see enough of his "ambition and
+               greed" (as the Paramount PR calls it) to really believe
+               he's tempted to remain on the sinister path.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  You're right.  In many places, we're almost led to
+             believe that any "ambition and greed" Mitch might have is
+             really an act, the result of a poor childhood.  He really
+             does come across as pretty much a good guy.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  I haven't had the privilege of reading Grisham's book,
+               but I'm given to understand that this "dark side" of
+               Mitch's personality is given more attention.  Even
+               without this needed depth of character, Mitch does come
+               across as believably motivated, and, let's face it, the
+               movie is already well over two hours long.  The studio
+               might have balked at more.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Once the pace does pick up, around an hour into it, the
+             movie does rush along nicely, full of urgency and
+             suspense.  Once Mitch makes the decision to fight the
+             firm, shadowed as he is by FBI agent Wayne Tarrance (the
+             brooding and barely recognizable Ed Harris) the film
+             really starts up.  The first hour, though, seemed a bit
+             slow.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Slow?  The first hour was moderately paced, yes, but
+               the character interaction between Mitch and his mentor
+               Avery Tolar (Gene Hackman) absolutely fascinated me.
+               Tolar seems to be Mitch's mirror image -- we see the
+               young Tolar in Mitch's idealism, just as we see Gene
+               Hackman himself mirrored by Tom Cruise.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  And, as we later find out, Tolar represents what Mitch
+             could become, if he falls too deeply into the firm's web.
+             Hackman's character had a lot more depth, especially as
+             the story played out, and Hackman does a great job of
+             making Tolar a kind of tragic anti-hero.  Tolar is a
+             playboy, brash and cocky, and it's only through time, and
+             Hackman's capable acting, that we find out what a lonely,
+             ruined man Tolar really is.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Here's where the triumph of casting comes to play in
+               THE FIRM.  Hackman and Cruise are perfect foils for
+               each other.  Each has been typified by wise ass roles
+               in the past, the square peg that doesn't want to fit
+               into the round hole.  Hackman never had Cruise's
+               obvious leading leading-man looks, and Cruise may never
+               develop Hackman's urbane sophistication, but the
+               personalities and on-screen styles are remarkably
+               close.  Most especially now that Cruise has matured as
+               an actor.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Matured a lot.  Even through the first half of A FEW GOOD
+             MEN, I found myself dreading the thought of another hour
+             of Cruise's TOP GUN routine.  It wasn't until that movie
+             was over that I started to see how Cruise might've grown
+             up a little.  Regardless of how well Mitch's part was
+             written, I think Cruise has finally shown that he can do
+             the serious stuff.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Cruise impressed me with how he was able to hold his
+               own against Nicholson in A FEW GOOD MEN.  Ever since
+               BORN ON THE FOURTH OF JULY, Cruise has shown a little
+               more maturity and a little more talent (despite gaffes
+               like DAYS OF THUNDER and FAR AND AWAY).  I'm not on the
+               Cruise bandwagon yet, but I could be if he continues
+               like this.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  And it's not just Cruise and Hackman who work well in THE
+             FIRM.  Wilford Brimley turns in a surprisingly caustic
+             performance as the head of security for the firm.
+             William Devasher is responsible for most of the terror
+             and paranoia in the film.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  As well he should.  Devasher reports directly to the
+               Mafia mob that Bendini, Lambert & Locke front for.
+               Therefore, all of the firm's lawyers ultimately report
+               to him, which makes for a strange power situation.
+               It's a delicious twist that leaves us guessing
+               sometimes as to who's really in charge.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Devasher's a serious guy, and there are some good moments
+             when he and Tolar clash.  Avery's carefree, playboy
+             attitude runs very counter to Devasher's sinister
+             seriousness.  In a way, I think the verbal sparring which
+             Tolar and Devasher engage in is intended to prepare us
+             for the fact that Tolar's heart really isn't in the dirty
+             business of the firm.  It kind of sets Tolar up as a
+             rival of the "evil" part of the firm.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  The scene you're thinking of, if I'm right, is when
+               Devasher tells the senior partners about the link
+               between Mitch and the FBI.  At first, the verbal
+               sparring, as you referred to it, seemed mere artifice,
+               just two actors engaging in make believe name-calling.
+               But by the time it's finished, I could have sworn
+               Hackman and Brimley would have killed each other.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  It's interesting, all this talk of relationships between
+             characters -- Mitch and Avery, Avery and Devasher, Mitch
+             and Abby -- I think it cuts to the chase about what I
+             liked in THE FIRM.  A lot of it can be attributed to
+             great casting but the fact is, the interactions between
+             all these characters winds up being a heck of a lot more
+             interesting than any of them would've been on their own.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  And, in a way, it winds up being a bit more interesting
+               than the actual mystery of how Mitch stings the firm
+               while preserving his own integrity.  I guessed what
+               evidence he had planned for the FBI in the same scene
+               that he realizes it, but the final scene with the mob
+               representatives kinda took me by surprise.  Good work
+               all around, and that includes a juicy feature cameo by
+               Garry Busey as a private investigator and Holly Hunter
+               as his secretary, who later becomes Mitch's partner in
+               gathering evidence against the firm.  I'm giving THE
+               FIRM 7 out of 10 points.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Don't forget the cameo by David Strathairn as Mitch's
+             convict brother, the loose end that finally sets Devasher
+             onto Mitch's trail.  Great job in such a small role.
+             Anyway, as I was about to say, the mystery in THE FIRM
+             almost seems like a backdrop for the character drama
+             which is really going on.  In places the movie is
+             predictable, in places poorly fleshed-out, but for the
+             most part, we're given some great on screen pair-ups, and
+             see a different side of some actors we've not seen
+             before.  Not my pick for Best Picture, but I'll rally
+             behind you in giving THE FIRM 7 of 10 points.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Y'know, Randy, we really need to find something to
+               disagree about next time.  How about we dust off the
+               old ALIENS as entertainment vs. ALIENS as big guns in
+               space argument?
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Nah, that'd be too easy.  Maybe we'll have a chance to
+             disagree on ROBIN HOOD:  MEN IN TIGHTS, as I know you
+             didn't care much for SPACEBALLS, and I loved it.  That
+             might work...but anyway, we hope all of you will join us
+             for the next installment of THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Be with us next time when we discuss another summer
+               blockbuster.  Until then, we'll meet YOU at the
+               matinee.  I'm Starsky.
+
+
+     SHIPP:   hahaha...and I'm the Sundance Kid.  See you then.
+
+Reprinted by permission
+from Lights Out magazine
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                         -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT:  Brian Gibson, director.  ³
+        ³  Kate Lanier, screenplay.  Based on I, TINA by Tina Tur-  ³
+        ³  ner and Kurt Loder.  Stars Angela Bassett, Laurence      ³
+        ³  Fishburne, Vanessa Bell Calloway, Jenifer Lewis, Phyl-   ³
+        ³  lis Yvonne Stickney and Khandi Alexander.  Touchstone    ³
+        ³  Pictures.  Rated R.                                      ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+                        ** Reviewed by Bruce Diamond **
+                      (from the June issue of LIGHTS OUT)
+
+
+          Biopics taken from autobiographies always start from a
+     faulty premise -- namely, we're supposedly getting the "true
+     story," but all we're really getting is one side of the situa-
+     tion.  The other person/side is usually not afforded the luxury
+     of even a token defense, with no chance to refute or substantiate
+     any of the allegations that are made.  Hey, nobody said life was
+     fair, so I'm not naive enough to think that both sides are re-
+     ceiving equal time in WHAT'S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT, the life
+     story of Tina Turner.
+
+          Now, don't get me wrong -- I don't want to diminish what Ike
+     Turner did to Tina.  The beatings, the cocaine, the jealousy over
+     Tina's rising popularity, it all happened.  But you do have to
+     realize that all we're seeing here is Tina's side of the story.
+     The film portrays her as a saint, taking the abuse and never,
+     ever stepping across any moral or ethical lines herself.  To
+     watch this movie, you'd have to believe that Tina was perfect her
+     entire life, never sassing her mother and standing by her man
+     even when he was blacking her eyes and bloodying her nose.  Tina
+     Turner has had more than her fair share of problems, this is
+     true.  I wouldn't wish this life on anybody, not even my worst
+     enemies.  But credibility is destroyed when she's painted as
+     someone who has done no wrong.
+
+          Admittedly, despite the lengths I've gone to here, this
+     seeming saintliness doesn't get in the way of the story.  This
+     film is a powerful statement on Tina's life, and further testa-
+     ment to her comeback in the early '80s.  She practically had to
+     go through the fire to prove to us, and to herself, that she
+     deserved her fame on her own merits, and that she didn't deserve
+     the beatings she received at Ike's hands.  The real scars,
+     though, the ones that matter, are the emotional ones.  Those are
+     the ones Tina will have to carry the rest of her life.
+
+          Ike's fury is loosely linked to feelings of inadequacy and a
+     growing dependency on cocaine throughout the late '60s and into
+     the '70s.  When it explodes on-screen, though, it's rather unex-
+     pected, even if you are familiar with what happened.  The build-
+     up, at least for me, is unsatisfactory and simplistic.  Larry
+     Fishburne (from BOYZ IN THE HOOD, 1991, and DEEP COVER, 1992) is
+     convincing as Ike Turner, but Angela Bassett is the true power
+     behind the success of this film.  She has Tina's energy, stage
+     presence, gestures, shimmies, and even her snarl down perfect,
+     although sometimes she seemed too choreographed.  (And I don't
+     mean just her dancing.)  Brian Gibson's direction is rather
+     ordinary, but the sheer power of the story will inspire you and
+     have you applauding for Tina when she appears on-screen in actual
+     concert footage.  Anna Mae Bullock (Tina's real name) has come a
+     long way to become the recording superstar she is today.
+
+     RATING:  $$$ (out of $$$$$)
+
+The Best on the Boards
+Copyright (c) 1993, Russell Mirabelli
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Many bulletin boards across the nation have a huge amount of software to
+choose from for download. Most have so many titles that determining
+which ones might be worth the download time is difficult. In this
+column, I will attempt to help you sort through the huge morass of
+shareware available and let you know which titles I feel are worth your
+evaluation. All the software reviewed in this column is available on
+many bulletin boards throughout the country. If you have difficulty
+locating a particular title, I recommend that you contact its author at
+the address listed.
+
+CASTLE OF THE WINDS, an Epic MegaGames release, is an ultima-style
+adventure game that runs within Windows. Being a big fan of this genre
+of games, and being a Windows programmer by trade, I felt obligated to
+give it a try.
+
+The first time that I looked at CotW, I was impressed by its miserable
+user interface. That was in version 1.0, however, and this interface
+problem has been cleaned up considerably in version 1.1. The interface
+makes excellent use of multiple open windows, a button bar, an extensive
+help system,and customizable menus and icons.
+
+For game play, the first task is to name your character. After doing so,
+you are allowed to modify the character's statistics somewhat. It seemed
+to me that this was a somewhat trivial task, as these statistics don't
+come into obvious play at any point during the game. Don't waste too
+much time with this step. After doing so , you are allowed to use a
+custom icon to represent your character during the game. No editor is
+included, and that fact is never spelled out.
+
+After you have a character created, you must go out and adventure in a
+smallish dungeon to the north of the town in which you live. Your
+godparent's farm was burned, and clues lead you there. After four levels
+of killing monsters, you return to the village to find it entirely
+razed. You travel to another village to the west, and enter a much
+larger dungeon.
+
+All of this is well and good, and follows the steady reliable plot of
+many adventure games. The important question is, does it work this time?
+For me, the answer was a resounding yes. I felt compelled to complete
+the game, and it held my interest the entire time that I was playing
+(approximately 12 hours).
+
+The help system is one of the nicest features of the game.  Rather than
+provide a textfile manual, there is a large, well- written hypertext
+help system covering all the important game aspects. This allows easy
+access to the information without having to print out a small novel.
+
+Another very nice feature of the game is an automapping function. While
+looking around for the next set of stairs down, all that is needed is to
+press ALT-M and a full level map appears on the screen. Very helpful.
+
+CotW is not without its problems, however. Some of the spells and magic
+items do not seem to have a real use, and towards the end some of the
+monsters are nearly undefeatable without a very concentrated
+magic/weapons alternating attack. The reason that this is so
+discomforting is that the dungeons are pretty much a piece of cake until
+this point, and then suddenly you have to think about what you're doing.
+Not very friendly, in my eyes.
+
+All in all, CotW is a very worthwhile download. Its easy-to-use
+interface, the fact that it is in a unique genre for shareware, and the
+way in which it grasps the player's attention all make it a good choice-
+and worth registering. Registration gets you the follow-up episode
+LOFTHANSIR'S BANE, and is a very reasonable $25.00.
+
+Value        9 Usability    8 Performance  7 -------------- Overall
+
+Castle of the Winds Epic MegaGames 10406 Holbrook Dr.  Potomac, MD 20854
+
+If you are a shareware author and would like to see your product
+reviewed in this column, please contact me either via e-mail at the STTS
+bulletin board, through RIME, WME, or P&BNET, or via conventional mail.
+My conventional mail address is:
+
+                Russell Mirabelli
+                1216 Lamar Blvd E #508
+                Arlington, TX 76011
+
+The Best on the Boards
+Copyright (c) 1993, Russell Mirabelli
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Many bulletin boards across the nation have a huge amount of
+software to choose from for download. Most have so many titles
+that determining which ones might be worth the download time is
+difficult. In this column, I will attempt to help you sort through
+the huge morass of shareware available and let you know which
+titles I feel are worth your evaluation. All the software reviewed
+in this column is available on many bulletin boards throughout the
+country. If you have difficulty locating a particular title, I
+recommend that you contact its author at the address listed.
+
+DRAG AND ZIP is a Windows shell for PKZIP and PKUNZIP. In that
+brief description, it may not sound like much, but it is so very
+easy to use that it falls into the category of "can't live
+without" software.
+
+Most of my days are spent entirely within Windows, and I often
+am bringing compressed files form one computer to another. Until
+I met DNZ, I had to exit Windows, change directories, run PKZIP
+from the command line, and then bring Windows back up. NO MORE!
+now, I simply double-click on a .ZIP file in the file viewer,
+and DNZ will take care of making sure that the files all reach
+the directories I want.
+
+Zipping files up is equally easy. DNZ's zipping program sits,
+minimized as an icon, and all that the user needs to do is drag
+the files from the file manager and drop them on top of the DNZ
+icon. A dialog box will ask for a file name and options, and
+then it's taken care of.
+
+Another nice feature of DNZ is that it allows the user to get
+use of all the obscure command-line parameters that PKZIP
+offers. Without DNZ, I would never use fast memcopy, EMS, 386
+protection, or any of the other two dozen options I now use
+regularly.
+
+DNZ does require that you already have a copy of PKZIP, and it
+will support the latest version (as of this writing:2.1g).
+
+This may sound like a rave, and it is. I simply could not get
+much of my work done as quickly as I do if it were not for Drag
+and Zip. Its $25 registration fee is a pittance for the
+heavy-duty functionality that it provides. If you haven't
+downloaded this one yet, DO IT NOW!!!
+
+Value       10
+Usability    9
+Performance  7
+--------------
+Overall      9
+
+Dan Baumbach
+Canyon Software
+1527 Fourth St. Ste 131
+San Rafael, CA 94901
+
+If you are a shareware author and would like to see your product
+reviewed in this column, please contact me either via e-mail at the STTS
+bulletin board, through RIME, WME, or P&BNET, or via conventional mail.
+My conventional mail address is:
+
+                Russell Mirabelli
+                1216 Lamar Blvd E #508
+                Arlington, TX 76011
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+LEGACY II - A COLLECTION OF SINGER SONGWRITERS
+Various Artists
+High Street Records
+
+
+Four years ago, High Street Records (a division of Windham Hill Records)
+released LEGACY - A COLLECTION OF SINGER SONGWRITERS to a multitude of
+critical praise. Unfortunately, the sales of the album didn't match the
+artistic success afforded it.
+
+LEGACY II seems to be following much the same route. Both albums are
+firmly rooted in modern folk, and, sadly, folk doesn't sell well.
+
+Nevertheless, LEGACY II follows it's predecessor in it's introduction of
+mostly-unknown singer/songwriters who are the cream of the collective
+folk crop. The album opens with Patty Larkin's TANGO, a highly energetic
+excursion into the art of celebration. (Kind of like a birthday/kind
+of like a freeway/kind of like violins/ kind of like a tango/me and
+you again) the moves almost effortlessly into Ellis Paul's haunting
+ASHES TO DUST. (And here I sit bewildered/staring through this pane;
+the glass, it is still shattered/and everything remains unchanged.")
+
+As the album progresses, you find yourself immersed in a world of
+stories. Sad stories, stories that make you laugh, stories that make you
+cry, stories that make you angry. Stories that stay with you (even haunt
+you!) long after the CD has hummed into silence. In it's very essence,
+LEGACY II holds true to the "legacy" of folk music, managing to both be
+modern but yet hold true to the spirit of the ballad.
+
+Arguably the best of the bunch is Cheryl Wheeler's ARROW, a song that's
+been released before on two of her three solo albums. The song is at
+once beautiful and sad, cutting to the very heart of all of our wishes
+for love, no matter what pain we've known before. (I wish I could fall
+in love/though I know it only leads to trouble, oh I know it does/
+still I'd fool myself and gladly,just to feel I was/in love, in love)
+
+Due to limited space, I haven't mentioned every song on LEGACY II.
+However, every song IS worth mentioning.  On the entire album, there
+isn't one *bad* song. Everything is well-written and sung with practiced
+precision. If you enjoy folk music,
+
+The album ends with Nick Berry's beautiful THE GOOD LITTLE CHILDREN.
+(When I die take me to the garden/Hide me in the morning air/Wrap me up
+in the sheets of forgiveness/I believe I'll soon be there) A haunting,
+wistful tune leaving you with the hint that there's more to come.
+
+While you're hunting out LEGACY II (I found my copy at BORDER BOOKS AND
+RECORDS; it should be available at your better music outlets) pick up a
+copy of the original LEGACY. Hard as it might be to imagine after this
+review, I liked that one even better.
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 10
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jason Malandro
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THE THREAD THAT BINDS THE BONES
+Nina Kiriki Hoffman
+AvoNova Fantasy
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+Tom Renfield, a janitor nearly in his thirties, had been running all his
+life. As a child pushed around from home to home, he'd discovered that
+he had the ability to see and communicate with ghosts. Terrified of what
+he didn't understand, Tom had managed to stifle his abilities for most of
+his life. Living in Portland, Oregon, his life was mostly normal. (except
+for the rare encounter with a wandering spirit) When forced to save the
+lives of two suicidal teenagers - by literally pulling down the sky to
+catch them as they flung their bodies from atop a school building - Tom
+flees the publicity and goes into hiding once again.
+
+Getting a job driving a taxi in the small rural oregon town of Arcadia,
+he learns that he can't escape just who and what he is. His final fare
+in the town is Laura Bolte, a fashion model returning to her home for
+her brother's wedding. As with Tom, Laura's much more than at first
+she appears to be.
+
+Laura is the rebellious child of a much-feared family with great powers.
+She and her kin can control the minds of normal humans, fly, levitate,
+and manipulate the very fabric of reality. The family has been around for
+many hundreds of years, but suddenly their numbers are decreasing. Their
+home, Chapel Hollow, is not a happy place when Tom suddenly finds
+himself hijacked there. Then things start to get really strange.
+
+The Bolte's powers don't seem to work on Tom as easily as they do most
+humans, and it's quickly revealed why: Tom also possesses supernatural
+powers. Within the course of the first third of the book, Tom finds
+himself communing with the dead (the ancient ancestors - The Powers and
+Presences - of the Boltes) and, when picked by the spirits during
+Laura's brother Michael's wedding, finds himself quickly wed to Laura.
+
+THE THREAD THAT BINDS THE BONES, Nina Kiriki Hoffman's first full length
+novel, is at once a romance, a modern faerie tale, and a fable. Hoffman
+populates her book with a cast as varied as any novel could hope to include,
+yet manages to make each their own distinct and different character.
+
+Tom is unknowledgable in the powers that he possesses, yet seems to have
+the power to overcome all others. In much the same way as a pauper might
+discover that he's a prince, Tom slowly but surely learns to don the
+mantle of the powers he possesses.
+
+As the forces of good and evil take side - take note that all is not
+always as it would appear - the novel builds to a crescendo that
+unfortunately never quite gets adequately resolved.
+
+In the end, though, it doesn't really matter. As the rich, vibrant
+characters grow and interact with one another - as Tom and Laura truly
+learn to love each other, and understand the responsibility that comes
+with the powers that they've been gifted with - the plot almost becomes
+secondary.
+
+THE THREAD THAT BINDS THE BONES isn't a perfect novel, but it is a sign
+of things to come. If Hoffman could so entrance and entice the reader
+with her first novel.. Imagine what she could do in her second or third.
+
+My Rating: (out of 10 points) 9
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Practical Demon Keeping - A Comedy of Horrors
+Christopher Moore
+St. Martin's Press, 1992
+
+
+In his first published novel, Christopher Moore introduces us to a motley
+cast of characters.  Among them is Catch the Destroyer, a demon who was
+inadvertently summoned by Solomon and who has been roaming the earth trying
+to satisfy his seemingly insatiable appetite for human flesh ever since.
+Catch's master is Travis, a compassionate man who unwittingly had the
+responsibility of trying to control Catch thrust upon him while
+studying for priesthood, and who has been trying to dispose of Catch since
+that time.  And then there is the King of the Djinns (for more on Djinns,
+see the short fiction piece authored by my talented and wonderful husband
+elsewhere in this issue *smile*).  Travis and the King of the Djinns are
+joined by a group of mortals in the quest for the scepter of Solomon, which
+possesses the power to send Catch back to the minions of Hell.  Unfortunately.
+the scepter has since been melted down and made into a set of candlesticks.
+
+The characters are at once endearing, terrifying, charming, and repulsive,
+and Moore's sense of humor is sick, perverted, and dark (my favorite kind
+of humor).  I found myself laughing out loud, which I rarely do while reading,
+several times during this book.  It was a tad too short, in my opinion, but
+otherwise an excellent book, well worth the afternoon it takes to read it.
+
+My score (out of a possible 10 points) - 7.7234
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+   ³                      Fiction                    ³ ³
+   ³                                                 ³ ³
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+
+
+
+The Imp
+Copyright (c) 1993, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+         "She did it again, Sir."
+         "Which she, Fred.  We have a rather large selection of shes around
+      here.  And what did she do?"
+         "The Imp, sir.  She snuck out again, with that last group."
+         "Good Lord!"
+         "He's here, sir.  In Emergency Receiving.  A bus load of Seventh Day
+      Adventist's missed a curve.  Seems there were several decks of playing
+      cards, two very raunchy books and a fifth of scotch whiskey in the
+      luggage.  Some of the folks wanted assurance that they had passed
+      through the correct gates."
+         The tall man ran his fingers through his wavy blonde hair and
+      smiled.  "Boys will be boys.  At least they weren't Church of God.
+      They would have insisted on sending the poor man elsewhere."
+         "It seems the luggage belonged to one of the women, sir."
+         "Well... I hope he's not too rough on her.  He's begun to let all
+      the things people say about him go to his head.  But then, he's young.
+      Maybe I'll send him back again.  He could stand a bit more humility.
+      Do we have an opening in Watts, or Iran, or Lebanon?"
+         "Certainly, sir.  New born or fully developed?"
+         "Neither, right now.  But if he keeps getting a big head..."
+         "Yes, sir."
+         "In a woman's bag, you say?"
+         "Yes, sir."
+         The amused smile faded and was replaced with a more pensive look.
+      Fred could see that The Boss, as everyone called Him, was still
+      thinking about the Imp.  She had done this sort of thing before and had
+      generated all sorts of disruptions.  She had caused friction between a
+      king and his most trusted knight, led an army into battle, and
+      generally raised hob with carefully laid plans for thousands of years.
+      Now, in her fully actualized state, there was no telling what trouble
+      she would get into.  Fred sat quietly, fully expecting one of the rages
+      that make oceans dry up and continents vanish.
+         The Boss frowned once and turned to leave.  "She certainly is living
+      up to her name.  This must be her ninth or tenth trip this millennia."
+      The frown evaporated and the world was spared.
+         "Did anyone get wind of her intentions before she left?"
+         "Her roommate said she was talking about kicking butts and taking
+      names, what ever that means."
+         "She's been reading those shoot-em-up police stories again.  Well...
+      Don't we have a group who need a strong lesson in morality?"
+         "Yes, sir.  We have what is called The United States of America.
+      They have slipped a little, here lately."
+         "Well, let her get settled, and remind me in a while.  Maybe I can
+      nudge her in their direction.  She takes instructions rather poorly."
+         "How long, before I remind you, sir?"
+         "Oh...  a year will do.  She'll be acclimated by then.  What does
+      she look like, this time?"
+         "Her roommate said she was a twenty year old female, and what they
+      presently call a fox.  In my day it was a flapper.  Strange isn't it
+      sir, how they use such unusual names to signify beauty?"
+         "Just a phase, Fred.  Just a phase.  You certainly didn't look like
+      anything that flapped."
+         Fred flushed slightly, recalling his last trip.  He had always
+      thought he had been a Hot Mama or at least a Tootsie.  Oh well, if he
+      just hadn't gotten involved with that bunch of ruffians he might still
+      be there.  Not to worry, he chided himself.  You can go back, someday.
+         Fred ended his remembrances when The Boss turned again to leave.  He
+      stopped at the entrance to the Dispatch and Acceptance area and
+      addressed the chief dispatcher again.
+         "Keep me posted, Fred.  We don't need her shot full of holes like
+      you were."
+         Fred blushed furiously.  "Only one hole, sir."  He was very
+      sensitive about the way he had returned.
+         "Yes, Fred.  But what good is a beautiful young woman with a big
+      bullet hole in her tit?  You really need to be more careful."
+         Fred nodded.  He had been so ashamed of his wounded body he had
+      asked for and received a complete change.  The other body had been left
+      behind.  Ashes to ashes...  Fred mused.
+         He watched as The Boss left the area, but failed to see the
+      transition from handsome blonde man to rotund, dark skinned man with a
+      nose to rival Jimmy Durante's.  The Boss took the corridor leading to
+      the Jewish pavilion.  He didn't mind changing forms, and thankfully
+      these were not Orthodox Jews.  Then, He would have had to put up with
+      an itchy beard and one of those scratchy black suits.  The many
+      faces...  and all that.
+         Fred was amazed as usual with The Boss's ability to juggle thousands
+      of problems at the same time.  He had a feeling, however, that this
+      most recent expedition of the Imp's would try even His patience.  He
+      returned to his work, managing the incoming and outgoing souls.  The
+      pages of the thick book of records turned easily at his mental command.
+      Fred smiled his pleasure with the new system.  Turning pages by hand
+      became a real strain after two or three hundred years.  The only thing
+      better would require occasional service, and IBM was still only world
+      wide.  Something for the future.
+
+         Darkness greeted The Imp.  The sliver of moon did nothing to
+      brighten the velvet blackness of the western Maryland forest.  She knew
+      she was standing less than a hundred yards from a major highway but was
+      hidden from any passing motorists.  Wouldn't do, she grinned, to drop
+      in on these folks suddenly.  They tended to group such arrivals under
+      the broad umbrella of Visitors From Outer Space.  She smiled and
+      brushed a few autumn leaves from her short, auburn hair. She was
+      impatient to begin and strode purposefully toward the highway.
+      Baltimore was waiting, two hundred miles to the east.
+
+         Ronald Hall, one of the few remaining independent truckers after the
+      most recent round of fuel cost increases, eased his big Kenworth into a
+      lower gear and sat back in his seat for the slow descent of the long
+      grade.  He didn't mind complying with the Maryland law requiring slow
+      speeds on mountain slopes.  He had no urge to ride a sixty thousand
+      pound roller coaster down an eight mile plunge to disaster.  He liked
+      living too much.  His constant concern was the rising cost of fuel.  He
+      was slowly being forced out of the trucking business.  His wife,
+      Jennette, held a steady job and they made ends meet.  They both enjoyed
+      the times they had together, but both wished they could travel together
+      all the time.  Their children were grown and they had planned a life of
+      contented wandering wherever the loads took them.  His frustration grew
+      with each passing month, as the cost of fuel crept ever higher.
+         "Be thankful we're healthy and the kids are doing well.  Our time
+      will come."  Jennette would say.  Her words soothed him, but each time
+      he refueled he cursed the circumstances that kept them apart.
+         The high beams probed the darkness and suddenly illuminated the form
+      of a young woman standing alongside the road.  She was waving, as if
+      she knew his truck.
+         "Where did you come from, little lady?"  Ron asked the distant
+      figure, as he applied his air brakes and eased onto the shoulder of the
+      road.
+         The Imp climbed onto the big truck and smiled through the open
+      window.  "Thanks for stopping.  I got dropped a little way back and
+      need a lift."
+         "Come on in.  I'm goin' to Hagerstown.  Where you headed?"
+         "Baltimore, but I can catch a bus out of Hagerstown."
+         Conversation flowed easily, as miles slid under the truck.  The Imp
+      learned first hand that Ron Hall was a good man.  He had not ignored
+      the fact that her jump suit fit like a second skin, or that she was a
+      well developed woman.  Her good looks and deeply exposed cleavage
+      simply did not tempt him.  The thought crossed his mind and The Imp
+      almost blushed when she read his thoughts.  He decided that he wouldn't
+      risk hurting Jennette over a quickie on a Maryland mountainside.  She
+      sure looked good, though.
+         Hagerstown, nearly as dark at two in the morning as the forest she
+      had left three hours before, marked their reluctant parting.  He shook
+      her hand and wished her well.
+         "Thanks for the lift, Ron.  And for the good wishes.  I'm sure
+      you'll find a way to start traveling with your wife, real soon."
+         "Well, that's real sweet.  You just be careful in Baltimore.  There
+      are some mighty ugly people there."
+         "I'll be fine.  My Father taught me some special tricks."
+         The young woman smiled and stepped down from the truck.  The middle
+      aged man felt his smile lingering longer than he expected.  She was
+      that kind of person, made people want to smile.
+         From his driver's seat, Ron could not see the tiny trickle coming
+      from the passenger side fuel tank.  The Imp had been a little careless
+      when she ordered the tank to keep itself full from now on.  It was her
+      first effort at interference in many years.  The Kenworth seemed to
+      sparkle, as it passed under a street lamp and two small dents in the
+      left fender popped out.  The Imp smiled at her handiwork and waved to
+      the man and his air horn.  She knew he would accept her gift and begin
+      to travel with his wife.  She was glad.  They would only have three
+      years.  The Boss had plans for them.  They had discussed the idea of
+      giving the two good people a short period of mortal pleasure, when they
+      had planned her trip.  Everyone knew He worked in many mysterious ways,
+      they just did not know how well planned the mysteries were.
+         A teenager, cruising the darkened streets way beyond what should
+      have been his bed time, honked his horn at the image of feminine
+      abundance.  His horn relay fused and within minutes a police officer
+      had him pulled over and answering some very pointed questions about his
+      breath and the late hour.
+         The Imp walked the three blocks to the small Greyhound station and
+      bought a ticket.  She rested on one of the wooden benches and feigned
+      sleep, hoping to snare a mugger or purse snatcher.  Her efforts were
+      wasted.  Hagerstown was too small for a full-time mugger.
+          Baltimore, like all large cities, was both modern and aged.  The
+      wealthy lived in the new and shining parts, while the poor eked out
+      their existences in the battered sections.  There was a common ground,
+      however, based on a white powder, pills of various colors, and a green
+      weed like substance.
+         Vincent Cararro, one time supplicant to J. Edgar Hoover's
+      organization, was the pivot point around which the major sales of
+      certain substances were hinged.  He had decided years earlier that
+      being on one side of the law was the only way to live.  He had simply
+      changed sides.  He gave up his quest to be an agent for the F.B.I.,
+      when he discovered the wealth waiting in the sale of certain powders,
+      tablets, and grasses.  His beginnings were humble but he soon became
+      another American success story.
+         Vinny worked the streets for two years while building his customer
+      list and the staff he needed to feed their demands.  He risked
+      everything on one gigantic purchase, betting on the greed of his
+      suppliers.  His demand to meet The Man was eased by the size of the
+      purchase.  Besides, The Man liked to see youngsters with the courage to
+      improve themselves.  The initial meeting led to more encounters and
+      eventually to Vinny meeting The Man's family.  Marriage into the Family
+      was almost predetermined.  Margerete was attractive and undemanding.
+      Vinny still had the freedom to visit his girls.  He stayed away from
+      the house her father had given them, for days at a time.  Life was
+      good.  Vinny bought his drugs at a fraction of the street price and
+      sold them to local businessmen for thousands of dollars.  The quality
+      of the women he visited improved and his clothes reflected the latest
+      fashion.  He never missed a Sunday in church.  He and Margerete were
+      front row Catholics, she constantly and he at least on Sundays and
+      holidays.  Vinny was content.
+
+         Outside the Greyhound station, a pimp, black of skin and slow of
+      wit, invited The Imp to "See Baltimore with Me, Baby."  She agreed,
+      needing time to get accustomed to the streets and the feel of the city
+      after having just arrived.  The glossy Cadillac, its chrome sparkling
+      in overabundance, moved through the streets like a well fed lion.
+         The Imp listened to the ages old pitch the pimp was making and
+      nodded at the appropriate places.  He was practically beaming at his
+      good fortune.  With this one he moved out of the twenty dollar a toss
+      bracket, into the world of three or four hundred dollar tricks.  She
+      was a smooth piece of material and looked green as grass.  She was
+      speechless with all the big city wonders he was flashing on her.  Now
+      all he needed was a good meal inside her belly and him in her drawers.
+      Tomorrow or the next day she would be anxious to help him.  His fantasy
+      knew no limits.
+         "How about if we eat, Baby?"
+         "Certainly."
+         "You gonna' need a place to stay, got enough bread?"
+         The Imp nodded.
+         The pimp flinched.  He liked the ones who showed up broke.  They
+      were easier.  This one might be tougher, but she was worth the effort.
+         "Why not save your cash, Baby, and spend the night with me?"
+         "I wouldn't want to put you out.  You might not have room for the
+      two of us."
+         "No Baby.  I got lots of room.  You can have your own room, even.  I
+      got anything else you might need, too."
+         "Well...O.K.  But, only if your sure you are ready for what might
+      happen."
+         "Baby, you won't be no problem at all and what ever you wanna' do is
+      fine with me."
+         The Cadillac swerved into the left hand lane and the pimp rushed
+      toward his apartment.  He would eat after he had a chance to get this
+      one in bed.  She seemed more than ready.  The screech of tires signaled
+      their arrival.
+         The apartment was small and contained one bedroom.
+         "Where is the room you promised me?"
+         "Right there, with me to keep away the cold."
+         The air in the shabby room seemed to crackle for an instant and the
+      pimp wondered what was going on.  He could smell the ozone in the air,
+      as he moved his hands to his ears, against the sudden noise.  He felt
+      much more hair than he should have.  He looked into the cracked mirror
+      over the mantle and nearly fainted.  The face of a woman looked back,
+      an unbelievably ugly woman.  The face followed all the moves he made.
+      That ugly broad in the mirror was him.  He jerked his head back toward
+      the woman he was planning to seduce and found the room empty.  He
+      searched the apartment.  He was alone.  He stripped, having difficulty
+      with the unfamiliar buttons and snaps.  He looked down toward his toes
+      and saw breasts, if anything that baggy and small could count as
+      breasts.  The belly below the first discovery was fully rounded, in
+      fact looked uncomfortably pregnant.  But pregnancy bulged a woman's
+      belly and this mass of wrinkles was far from smooth. The legs holding
+      the hideous mass erect were like black pipe cleaners.  The pimp rushed
+      to the bath room to view the entire mess in the full length mirror.
+         He recognized the lunch he had eaten earlier, as he flushed the
+      results of his sudden sickness.  He was still himself, inside.
+      Whatever the hell that meant.  Except now he looked like a fifty cent
+      chippy from the Grey Panther gatherings in the park.  "Oh God, what did
+      I do?"
+         "It wasn't me.  Ask The Imp."
+         The pimp didn't hear the reply, she was busy being sick again.
+
+         The Imp walked down the street smiling and singing a line from Peace
+      In The Valley.  "...and I'll be changed, changed from this fool that I
+      am."
+
+         Monday dawned soft and warm.  Vincent Cararro drive his burgundy
+      Lincoln Continental carefully and headed for his office.  He nodded and
+      waved to his neighbors and friends in the plush suburb where his wife
+      and children lived.  He still preferred the spicier flavor of the
+      streets.  He disliked the tiny tit and tight ass attitude of the people
+      who lived behind the stone walls of their palatial estates.  He slowed
+      for the light at the corner of Barthalemew and Walden and watched with
+      mild interest as the sleek looking woman walked across Walden.  Her
+      full figure was accentuated by the plunging neckline of her shimmering
+      jumpsuit.  No tiny tits there.  Her full breasts moved with a
+      sensuousness that turned his mild interest into the beginnings of an
+      erection.  He was startled, when the car behind him honked with
+      impatience.  He jerked forward awkwardly and raced down Walden to the
+      first turnaround.  Tires screeched and several people wondered why Mr.
+      Cararro would behave in such an uncouth manner.  The Lincoln dashed
+      back to the intersection to find the startling vision of femininity
+      walking down Walden.  Vinny muttered a silent prayer that no one else
+      would pick her up, and waited impatiently for the light to allow him
+      access to the road he had just traversed.
+         "Need a ride, Miss?"
+         The Imp looked him over, she wanted to be sure she had the right
+      man.  Lots of people in the area drove maroon Lincolns.  He looked like
+      the images she had seen yesterday and his sleek smile looked like he
+      needed a lesson even if he were the wrong one.  She was not, after all,
+      on a strict schedule.  She smiled and leaned down, affording Vinny an
+      even better view of her unzipped cleavage.
+         "I wouldn't want to put you out of your way."
+         "No problem, where are you headed?"
+         "Downtown.  I'm looking for work."
+         "Climb in, I'll have you there in no time."
+         The Imp opened the door and slid into the plush interior.  Her arm
+      touched his on the armrest and neither of them moved to break the
+      contact.
+         "What sort of work do you do?"
+         "Model.  At least that's what I did back in Omaha."
+         "You been in town long?"
+         "Just got in.  Haven't even found a place to stay yet."
+         Vinny smiled like an undertaker who was witnessing a seventeen car
+      pile up.  He knew this was going to be a good day.
+         "I might be able to help you with both problems.  I have friends in
+      the modeling world and my company manages a lot of apartments.  Why
+      don't you come along with me and let me see what I can do?"
+         "That sounds like a lot of bother for you.  I don't want to put you
+      to all the trouble."
+         "No trouble.  In fact, I insist.  You can rent one of the apartments
+      we manage and if you find a job, we can celebrate together.  Unless, of
+      course, you have friends in town."
+         "No.  No friends here.  In fact, you are only the second person I've
+      met in this big place.  The first was not the best experience for me.
+      I hope you're more sincere and more of a gentleman then he was."
+         "My intentions are nothing but honorable.  An apartment and a job
+      and you can go your own way.  Unless, of course, you decide to let me
+      help you celebrate."
+         Traffic built and driving took Vinny out of the conversation mood.
+      He despised the traffic and would have worked at home, if his wife
+      hadn't been there.  He went into the office only to keep up a front for
+      neighbors and the Internal Revenue Service.  He also had three
+      secretaries who helped distract him when he was bored.
+         Like a roller coaster, the streamlined Lincoln dove into the
+      darkness that signaled a parking garage.  The narrow passageway led to
+      a stall marked V. Cararro.  Vinny pulled smoothly into the parking
+      place and switched off the engine.  He turned to the young woman and
+      smiled.  "Shall we go up?"
+         "I suppose so, I really don't want you to be put out."
+         "That is silly.  I'm glad to help a stranger to town."
+
+         Three hours later, with only a small nudge from Vinny, two modeling
+      agencies wanted to use her and one apartment house had a new resident.
+      The Cararro's approval was enough to get her started.  The apartment
+      manager had taken Vinny's word for a deposit and she was ready to move
+      into a furnished apartment.  Suddenly, Vincent was the focus of her
+      life.
+         Lunch time became a celebration that he promised was only the
+      beginning.  They ate and drank and laughed.  They were both pleased
+      with the way things were moving.
+
+         The Imp, Madeline Warren to the apartment manager, looked down on
+      the bed and the boxes she had just dropped there.  Vinny had insisted
+      that she buy some clothes so they could dress in style for their up
+      coming evening.  He escorted her to several very posh shops and helped
+      her select a red dress that looked like spray paint on her full figured
+      body.  The underthings and the shoes were quite ordinary, expensive but
+      normal.  She would be dressed in the height of fashion and be escorted
+      by a man who was as handsome as he was rotten.
+
+         The Imp walked out of the bathroom and was confronted by a huge
+      bottle of champagne and Vinny.  Wrapped in a towel, she was a vision of
+      feminine abundance.  The small sprinkling of freckles across her
+      shoulders and the tops of her full breasts were frosting on the
+      delicate paleness of her skin.
+         Unflustered, she continued drying her hair with one corner of her
+      towel.  "Well, this is a surprise, Mr. Cararro.  We had a date for
+      eight and it can't be later than six thirty.  As you can see, I'm not
+      ready to leave."
+         Vincent smiled.  "I was hoping we were beyond Mr. Cararro.  My
+      friends call me Vinny.  I wish you would."
+         "Perhaps later.  Right now I want to get dressed and fix my hair.
+      You will have to leave."
+         "I could wait out there," Vinny nodded toward the living room.
+         The Imp shook her head.
+         Vinny left, the apartment door slamming.
+
+         The evening was a whirl of pleasant sensations.  Excellent food and
+      drink, followed by three nightclubs with animated dancers, breath
+      stealing comedy, and a sensuous stage show to close the evening.  The
+      stage show would have been pornographic in Omaha, but in Baltimore it
+      was only stimulating.  The Imp knew Vinny was much more stimulated than
+      she, despite his hope that the opposite would be true.
+         The Imp accepted a kiss at her door and would allow no further
+      imprecations from the aroused man.  She wanted him thinking about
+      nothing but his passion.
+
+         With two weeks of modeling in daylight and fending off Vinny's
+      advances during the dark hours, The Imp brought Vincent Cararro to a
+      full boil.
+         She knew that this was the night.  She dressed with special care and
+      waited for his distinctive knock.  A soft smile marked her face.  She
+      was enjoying the tenseness she had watched growing along with the
+      passion.
+         On the mark of eight, Vinny rapped his knuckles on the white painted
+      panel of her door.  He stood admiring the new manicure he had just
+      gotten and waiting for her to answer.  Tonight, he promised to himself.
+      Tonight you loose those fancy drawers, Babe.  Better get ready to
+      enjoy.  His visions of the evening's pleasures brought a sinister smile
+      to his lips.
+         The Imp opened the door and smiled to her ardent suitor.
+         "Good to see you, Vinny."
+         Vincent stalked into the apartment, deciding in that instant to try
+      the strong man routine since his gentle approach had failed.  He fitted
+      a look of restrained fury on his face and turned to the wonderfully
+      sexy creature before him.
+         "You've driven me to a difficult situation.  I have been patient and
+      waited for you.  Tonight we will be together, or I'll be obliged to
+      make some phone calls and withdraw my support for your modeling work
+      and this apartment."
+         Vinny waited for her reply.  He knew she liked the good life they
+      had been sampling so fully for the last weeks.
+         Wordlessly, The Imp reached behind her and slowly unzipped her
+      dress.  The hiss of the zipper erased the lines of ferocity from the
+      angry man's face and magically replaced them with a smile.  Vinny began
+      removing his jacket and never took his eyes from the fantastic form
+      being revealed before him.  His excitement swelled the front of his
+      trousers.  That reaction seemed to stimulate him even more.
+         The Imp had indeed dressed with special care.  She stood before the
+      man clad only in a skimpy pair of panties, a pair of almost transparent
+      hose and a garter belt that matched her panties.  Her swelling breasts
+      were the focus of the now perspiring man before her.
+         "Is this what you want, Vincent Cararro?"
+         "Yes.  Dear God, yes.  I want you more than anything in the world."
+         "Well, at least get out of that ruffled shirt."
+         Vinny peeled the shirt from his sweating body so swiftly that
+      several buttons popped off onto the floor and rolled under a chair.
+         "I've waited for you, ever since I met you."
+         "Well, before you get me I want something too."
+         "What?  What do you want, money?"
+         "Of course not.  I want the list of people you sell drugs to."
+         Vincent felt his erection stop growing, he felt his slacks relax
+      back down to their normal drape.  This was a bizarre situation, one
+      that should have no place between a woman who was nearly naked and a
+      man who was swelling with desire.  What the hell did she need with a
+      list of his customers?  Forget her list, what she needed was a few
+      hours in a big bed.
+         "Why don't we talk about that later?"
+         Vinny felt himself leave the floor.  He hadn't jumped, the floor had
+      simply moved out from under his feet.  The woman was still on the
+      floor.  He was several feet above the carpeting, in a room that smelled
+      faintly like there had been a rainstorm inside the apartment.
+         "What the hell...  What's going on?"
+         "When I get the list you can come back down."
+         "Why?"
+         "My business.  Are you ready to give me the list.?"
+         "Not this life time."
+         The words were the last thing to pass through his lips, going out or
+      coming in.  He grasped his throat and began writhing almost instantly.
+      Within a minute his actions were frantic.  His supply of oxygen was
+      gone and what little he had held in his lungs was nearly used up.
+         The Imp waited patiently.
+         Frantically, Vinny nodded his wordless willingness.
+         The Imp allowed him to breathe and restated her demand.
+         "There is a book, in my jacket pocket.  The names are there.  But
+      they are all untouchable."
+         "Not from me.  You'll descend in ten minutes.  Do not endeavor to
+      follow me or find me.  If you do I'll make you the most miserable man
+      since Job.  I would advise you to find a more respectable occupation,
+      Mr. Cararro.  I'll be watching."
+         Speechless, Vinny watched while the sultry looking woman slipped
+      into the skin tight jumpsuit she had been wearing when he first met
+      her.  She left the front zipper enticingly low and left the room.
+      Vinny watched the clock on the mantle click off the minutes and was
+      waiting as his feet gently returned to the floor.  He dashed to the
+      telephone and began calling his drug customers.
+         After the third call, Vinny realized his mistake.  He had told the
+      people that someone, possibly connected with the law, had the names of
+      all his customers.  Two of the customers were suddenly terse in their
+      replies and hung up.  The third one promised to get Vinny and left the
+      phone off the hook.
+
+         Vincent Cararro died in a fiery explosion two weeks later.  The
+      police bomb experts said that there must have been twenty sticks of
+      dynamite planted in the car.  They were confused, however;  they could
+      not figure why the second and third bomb had not detonated.  The
+      investigation was narrowing the list of suspects and they expected an
+      arrest shortly.  None of the reporters believed a thing about the press
+      release, except the part about the other bombs.
+
+         Nearly two hundred doctors, lawyers and prominent business men left
+      Baltimore, committed suicide, or died from natural causes in the weeks
+      following Vinny's death.  Life insurance company computers discarded
+      the data of these deaths, they all seemed unnatural, despite the police
+      reports.  Claims went unpaid and unchallenged in the courts.  Drug
+      addicts in Baltimore are still having difficulty getting drugs.  Many
+      moved away, some reformed, and some died from the agonies of
+      withdrawal.  White powder, other than Domino sugar, was very scarce at
+      the parties of the affluent.
+
+         The only person who noticed The Imp when she left was a trucker who
+      picked up a beautiful woman on The Beltway.  She needed a lift to
+      Washington.  He carried her to the outskirts of the capital city and
+      continued toward Virginia and the son whom he discovered was suddenly
+      cured of the leukemia that had been eating him alive.  The trucker was
+      already one of the faithful at his small church and credited the
+      recovery with his prayers.  He may have been right.
+
+         The Imp was last seen walking into Washington, D.C. smiling and
+      humming.  She was obviously looking forward to her next tasks.
+
+         Fred looked up from his book and noticed that The Boss seemed
+      happier than usual.  He was pleased that The Boss derived joy from the
+      few glimmers of hope coming from Earth.  There seemed to be a few more
+      souls returning as well.  No matter, Fred mused.  There's room for
+      everyone.
+
+
+The Late Mr. Wilson
+Copyright (c) 1992, John Chambers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+          Fred Wilson brought the car to a screeching halt in front of
+     the hospital. He jumped out of the driver's side door and ran
+     around to help Mrs. Wilson out of the car. While doing all of
+     this running, he was also waving his arms toward an attendant
+     with a wheel chair.
+          "Over here!", Fred called to the hospital attendant. The man
+     with the wheel chair came rushing over toward the Wilson's car.
+          "Geez Fred," said Louise Wilson, "I'm not even having labor
+     pains yet. They're going to have to induce labor. There's no
+     rush."
+          Fred beamed at Louise and helped her into the wheel chair.
+     "I know," he said, "but the situation calls for it. This is our
+     first child, even if it is 3 weeks late."
+          Fred was right. The doctors said that she should have given
+     birth in mid-December, and today was January 6th. The doctor was
+     going to induce labor today to speed along the birth of their
+     first child.
+          Arthur Wilson, a happy and healthy baby boy, came into the
+     world on January 7th. He had a minor respiratory problem at birth
+     and had to stay an extra day in the hospital, but otherwise he
+     was just fine.
+          Everyone who saw Arthur said that he was a delightful child.
+     He never got into trouble, didn't cry very often, and was a well
+     behaved and happy baby. This proved to be true as Arthur grew
+     older, started to walk, and started talking. He reached these
+     childhood milestones a bit later than others, but he was such a
+     wonderful child that it didn't matter.
+          The only problem that Fred and Louise ever noticed was
+     little Arthur's tardiness; he could never get anywhere on time.
+     Something always came up just as the Wilsons were ready to leave
+     in the car, have dinner, or go for a walk. Arthur would always
+     forget his teddy bear and have to go back for it, or have to go
+     potty, or change his shirt. It was an annoying little problem,
+     but since Arthur was such a wonderful child, it was easily
+     overlooked.
+          Arthur Wilson was late for his first day of school. He had
+     forgotten the crayons his mother bought for him and had to go
+     back into the house to get them. Once in the house, he had to go
+     to the bathroom. On his second day of school, Arthur forgot his
+     lunch money and had to run back home to retrieve it, so he was
+     late again.
+          Although Fred and Louise Wilson didn't know it at the time,
+     this was to be a lifelong problem for Arthur. He was late to
+     school almost every day. He was late both going to recess and
+     returning to class. He was late for lunch, late for dinner, and
+     late to go play outside.
+          When he was going to the playground for a baseball game with
+     his friends, he would forget his glove. "Hey, wait up guys!" he
+     would yell. The next day he would forget to wear a belt. His
+     friends would see Arthur turning for home and tugging at his
+     pants while screaming, "Hey, wait up guys!"
+          He was known as "Wait Up" Wilson to all of the boys and
+     girls in the neighborhood, and whenever the children would go off
+     to play, one would hear little laughs and giggles and one little
+     voice saying, "Hey, wait up!"
+          Arthur's problem was never a bother to most people. He was
+     such a likeable person that almost everyone overlooked this
+     little quirk. He was very intelligent and made good grades in
+     school, he was always available to help others, and he always had
+     a beautiful smile. It was really difficult to get mad at Arthur.
+          The Army was one of the exceptions to this rule. They didn't
+     like Arthur being late for things. Arthur was drafted into the
+     Army in 1966, but reported late because he had gotten lost in
+     Oakland. Though Arthur was always late for things, he did
+     excellent work. His superiors liked the way he performed, and his
+     attitude. Most of the time they just put Arthur on K.P. as
+     punishment, so Arthur spent much of his time peeling potatoes.
+          Being late was not always bad for Arthur. While his squad
+     was on patrol in Vietnam, Arthur fell behind to lace his boot.
+     In this instance, Arthur decided not to yell his usual, "Wait up,
+     guys!" As it so happened, a North Vietnamese patrol was just
+     ahead. The entire squad unknowingly walked into an ambush while
+     Arthur was lacing his boot. Arthur, late as usual, came up behind
+     the enemy soldiers and rescued his squad. He was later awarded
+     the Bronze Star medal for his actions.
+          Much later in life, Arthur missed a plane to an important
+     meeting in Dallas. Lady Luck once again shed her light on Arthur
+     - the plane crashed upon landing, killing all those aboard.
+          Arthur married Joyce Bentner when he was twenty-eight. He
+     was, of course, a bit late for the wedding. Joyce tried for years
+     to get Arthur where he needed to be at the correct time, but was
+     always foiled in her attempts. She and Arthur got along very well
+     together, and loved each other very much.
+          Throughout his lifetime, Arthur remained a very popular
+     fellow. He was successful in business ventures most of the time,
+     and earned a good living as an inventor and businessman. He
+     missed several opportunities to make large amounts of money in
+     the stock market because the stock would be over-priced by the
+     time he got ready to make his move. On the other hand, Arthur
+     would often fail to buy a "hot" new stock when everyone else was
+     buying, and would be safe when it came crashing down. When the
+     hula-hoop craze hit the country Arthur decided to jump in and
+     make a profit. He was late as usual, and ended up with 2
+     warehouses filled with useless toys when the craze abruptly
+     ended.
+          Arthur made his mark on the world when he was in his
+     fifties. After many years of research, he patented a new type of
+     shoe sole for use on running and athletic shoes. Arthur was
+     always running to catch up, so it was only fitting that he
+     invented this particular item. The invention caught on quickly,
+     and he constantly received royalty checks for the use of his
+     patent. Arthur was finally financially secure enough to take a
+     long awaited two-week cruise.
+          Arthur and Joyce enjoyed their cruise very much. The
+     relaxation of the open sea, the fancy dinners, and the joyous
+     atmosphere was a wonderful break for them both. For ten days they
+     cruised the Caribbean, visiting many wonderful ports and having a
+     great time.
+          On the eleventh day they were heading to port in Saint
+     Thomas when the skies became very dark. A tropical storm was
+     rapidly approaching, and the Captain of the ship immediately
+     began to head for a safe port. Unfortunately, the cruise ship ran
+     aground while trying to make port, and a large hole opened in her
+     side. With the ship quickly filling with water, the Captain
+     ordered all hands to the lifeboats. The passengers had been
+     through several of these drills, and the rescue was proceeding
+     smoothly - except for Arthur. Once again, Arthur was late.
+     A deck hand finally forced Joyce into a life boat, and she saw
+     poor Arthur stumbling around the decks of the cruise ship
+     yelling, "Wait up!" Just at that moment, a huge wave swallowed
+     the decks of the ship. The life boats were shoved out into the
+     sea, and Arthur Wilson was taken prisoner by the ocean.
+          They located his body two days later. Joyce Wilson was
+     distraught and tearful at the loss of Arthur, but bravely headed
+     back home to make the proper arrangements. She left complete
+     instructions for shipping Arthur's remains back home, and set the
+     funeral for the following Wednesday.
+          On Tuesday, the day before the funeral, Joyce discovered
+     that the body had been delayed in shipping. Arthur's remains
+     would not arrive until Wednesday morning, and this would not
+     allow enough time for the funeral personnel to prepare the body.
+     Joyce re-scheduled the funeral for Thursday.
+          Thursday morning services were held in the funeral home, and
+     many of Arthur's friends gave him glowing testimony. It was a
+     very tender and moving service, and everyone was very sad. When
+     the service was over, the funeral party climbed into long black
+     limousines and began the slow, somber journey to the grave site.
+          Along the way to the cemetery, the hearse which carried
+     Arthur's body suffered from an untimely flat tire. The driver
+     immediately jumped from the hearse and waved the other cars on
+     toward the cemetery, then began to busily replace the flat tire.
+          At the grave site, the local reverend gave Arthur his final
+     rites, and said a few carefully selected last words about the
+     late Mr. Wilson.
+          Joyce Wilson peered sadly into the open and empty grave,
+     then tilted her head up just in time to spot the rapidly
+     approaching hearse which carried Arthur.
+          "Damn. Wouldn't you know it," she said. "He's late for his
+     own funeral."
+
+Memoirs of a Reluctant Vampire
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+     You've seen Dracula, right?  Or at least you've picked up
+something loosely based on the movie - white skin, pointed hairline,
+funny accent, red-lined cape.  I mean, the movie came out in 1931, and
+only the late-night TV junkies ever actually see it any more.  At any
+rate, you think you know about vampires.  You know, they bite beautiful
+women in the neck, they stalk around with dry ice fog swirling through
+their legs, they talk funny, they stand out in a crowd of normal people
+the way a nine-foot glob of purple from the Foobaw galaxy would.  Uh-
+huh.  Well, just sit still and learn better.
+     You see, I'm a vampire.  Yeah, me, with the weak chin and Coke-
+bottle glasses and flannel shirt.  I've never even been to Europe, and
+for sure I'm not from Transylvania.  And I don't go around leaving neat
+little punctures in he necks of Miss America contestants.  You think
+they'd ever let me get near that kind of lady?  Hardly.
+     I've been vamping about 10 years now.  I was kind of getting
+through college when I got into it.  I wasn't that good at college, but
+I was even worse at getting any kind of job that I liked, so why not be
+a professional student.  At least that way I could keep up with all the
+trendy things to be for and against.  I mean, who wants to protest
+against something that nobody hates.  It just doesn't do much for the
+ego to be the only one out there with a picket.
+     Anyway, I was out late one night at the Pizza Pan.  I used to like
+the stuff, you know, with a lot of cheese and everything thrown on.
+The deep pan pizza.  No thin crust for me - give me something to chew
+on.  Anyway, I was headed back to the dorm that night, and out of the
+alley comes this - well, this raggedy guy.  I don't know how else to
+put it.  He just kind of ambled out of the alley like he was out for a
+midnight stroll or something.  I didn't pay him any particular
+attention.  I mean, this is a college town, for pete's sake.  There's
+worse things running around all the time.  You ought to see the kind of
+human debris that's left behind by a keg party.  Well, I crossed in
+front of him, and he grabbed me.
+     His arm came around my neck, and believe me, there's one part of
+the vampire myth that's true - we're awfully strong.  I couldn't get
+any air, and though I struggled as hard as I could this guy just lifted
+me up with his arm under my chin and carried me into the alley as easy
+as you please.  He took me back in the bushes, bopped me on the head
+with something - a rock, I guess - and while I lay their woozy and not
+quite sure what day of the week it was, he hauled out this Swiss Army
+knife, for pete's sake, and gashed me on the neck.  Brother it hurt.
+And he leaned down, holding my shoulders on the damp ground, and sucked
+on my neck.  Yeah, the mother of all hickies, right?
+     I passed out along in there somewhere, and when I came to he was
+gone.  My neck felt like it'd been drug over a barb wire fence, but I
+sure was surprised when instead of the cut I should have had there was
+nothing but a scar.  It's gone now; I guess a vampire bite that turns
+you heals pretty good.  Anyway, that one isn't there any more.
+     I managed to get under way again, and muddled through the
+semester, but by the time spring break came I knew I couldn't get
+through any more.  I was getting real sensitive to light, especially
+sunlight.  I couldn't sleep at night or stay awake during the day, and
+my appetite was falling off something awful.  By the time the semester
+was over, I had gotten down to a meal a day, and sometimes even that
+slipped by without any notice from me.  I couldn't figure it out.
+Until one day I cut my finger, and without thinking I slipped it into
+my mouth - and that's something that would have turned my stomach any
+other time.  Ten minutes later I realized that I was curled on the
+bathroom floor, my finger jammed into my mouth, and craving blood like
+I'd never craved anything in my life.  Somewhere in that semester I'd
+turned - I'd went from human to vampire.
+     Well, it's not any kind of heaven.  Oh, I don't mind the hours so
+much, and while the food may not appeal to you it's all I want.  But
+the trouble of getting something to eat is like nothing you've ever
+seen.  Not many people will just sit still while you make like the Red
+Cross and take a pint.  Generally I'm stuck with the dregs - you know,
+winos (and you can get drunk off of a wino, believe me), hookers,
+addicts (and that's a bad trip if you're not careful), bums, that kind
+of thing.  No beautiful ladies here, mate.  Miss America doesn't come
+around me, and as for counts and the other aristocracy, I guess they'll
+never invite me to a fancy party with lots of necks just waiting to be
+bitten.
+     I've got some fangs, if you want to call 'em that.  Here, have a
+look.  Not so much, are they?  They'll nick the skin some, but I'm no
+vampire bat - I can't live on blood that just kind of oozes out and
+lays there.  I need something that flows, you know?  So I carry a
+pocket knife - yeah, just like the guy that got me - and when I need a
+drink, and I can find someone to tap, I use that to open 'em up.  Real
+elegant, ain't it?
+     Well, I suppose you've got to be going.  I guess I've bored you.
+You sure don't look like someone who plans to spend the night.  In
+fact, you color's not so hot.  Are you sure you feel all right?  Hey,
+stay a bit.  In fact, I think I'd like some supper, if it's all right
+with you.
+
+Djiin! I Win!
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+     Only a few years ago, in a land not that unlike the one we live in
+now, there dwelled a djiini. He wasn't a particularly powerful Djiini,
+nor was he particularly clever. Admitting that he wasn't very handsome
+either shouldn't come as much of a surprise.  Nevertheless, for all the
+     Djiini's shortcomings, it is with him that our tale begins.  . . .
+and ultimately ends.
+
+     "So. You like to play games do you, Wesley?" Asked the prime Djiin,
+as Wesley stood, shackled in chains, before a jury of his peers.
+     "Offering a thousand wishes where one would do, simply to cause the
+bearer of your 'good tidings' mischief." Intoned the Master Djiin, legs
+crossed, dressed in the finest Arabian costuming, floating above the
+proceedings.
+     "I.." Began Wesley, already knowing it was of no use to
+deny any of the charges. He was being brought up on fraud, libel, and
+misrepresentation of goods. Not to mention that speeding ticket..
+     "And how do you plead?" Bellowed the judge, breaking Wesley's
+thought pattern. (which, looking at it objectively, wasn't that hard of
+a thing to do..)
+     "Er.. Well.. I didn't MEAN.."
+     "We all know exactly what you did and didn't MEAN to do, Wesley.
+Your penchant for practical jokes has gone a bit too far this time. We
+overlooked it when you changed that storekeeper into a dictator. We
+managed to change the mess that you created when you gave the three
+wishes to the 'touched' child.  We even let that girl's wish of 'a dozen
+of everything' squeak by. But granting that Quayle kid's wish for a
+'really, really, really important job'.... that..  is... it!!"
+     Wesley seemed to shrink in on himself, as he studied the jeering
+faces of his peers. They had never liked him anyway. So what if he
+wasn't all that powerful?  So what if he wasn't all that bright, either?
+At least he was handsome, he told himself, though, upon later reflection
+(namely, a nearby mirror) he had to admit that even that wasn't true.
+     Wesley sighed to himself, breathing deep. He was a failure. Period.
+The only bright spot on his otherwise flawed career as a Djiini was his
+creativity. And he had turned that into a  excuse � for practical jokes.
+     "Wesley.." Sighed the judge, getting impatient. "We haven't all
+day. Plead, and let's get on with it."
+     Seeing his cue, Wesley fell to his knees, hands clutched in seeming
+prayer before his chest, "Please, please, master. Spare me!"
+     "Wesley!  Plead, as in your case!!" Looking sheepishly at the
+judge, he rose to his feet, dusting himself off.  Humor wouldn't work.
+Not this time. If he had just played the wishes straight with that
+Quayle fellow.. Sighing yet again, Wesley steeled himself for the worse.
+It was now or never, he thought. He'd play this one straight. He'd admit
+to his lack of ethics, apologize to the council, take his punishment,
+and be on with it.
+     "Wesley?" 
+     "I.... Well, to be perfectly honest your Royal Exalted Supreme
+Highness Sir.. It really wasn't my fault. You see, it all started when..."
+     "GUILTY!"
+
+            *              *            *
+
+     And thus the verdict was announced, and the sentence laid upon the
+quivering bulk of mass that called itself Wesley the Djiini.  His
+sentence was this; he would continue to receive assignments to various
+bottles, lamps, and accordions around the universe. He would continue to
+grant three wishes to a customer, and he would continue to have full
+privileges and benefits (including membership to Sal's All-You-Can-Eat
+Indian Beef Bar-B-Q) befitting his status in the Guild of the Djiin.
+And where was the punishment in all of this, you may ask?
+     The punishment lay not in what Wesley could no longer do (for, as
+stated above, none of his privileges were stripped) but in the penalty
+of assigned duties.  Yes, Wesley could (and would) continue to grant
+     three wishes to a customer.  However, for the next 1,000 years, the
+wishes that he could grant now had certain guidelines and rules. He had
+to inform the wishers implicitly of the limits and guidelines thereof,
+BEFORE granting the wishes. Those three wishes were structured just so:
+
+
+   FIRST WISH
+
+  * This wish can be used for anything, with the exception of wishing
+      for more wishes
+
+
+  SECOND WISH
+
+    * This wish must be made for someone else, not benefiting himself,
+      and must not harm the other person in any known way
+
+
+  THIRD WISH
+
+  * The third wish is rather limited. If the participant is happy
+      with his results, he may wish for Wesley to be rewarded for his
+      good deeds. (and indeed he will - with one day taken off his
+      sentence) If, however, the receiver of the wishes is dissatisfied
+      in any way, shape, or form, the recipient can wish that all of
+      what he wished for was instead bestowed upon Wesley
+
+
+    Through the wisdom and understanding of the ancient Master Djiin,
+peace was restored to the universe at large. Wesley slowly learned to
+curb his practical joking. All was right with the world again. At least
+for awhile.
+     You see, even Master Djiin's make the occasional mistake. When one
+wishes for the wisdom of Solomon, the strength of Samson, and the rugged
+beauty of Mel Gibson (and, yes, that can be all one wish, worded
+correctly) and wishes for his girlfriend to get that job promotion that
+she'd been wanting (and, unlikely as it all may seem, his girlfriend is
+secretly a Djiini running against the Master Djiin for office of His
+Royal Majesty Highness Djiin)... Well, that can cause trouble.
+     Especially when, after breaking up with her, he wishes he had never
+wished for any of it and decides to wish that all the wishes had
+happened to poor Wesley instead...
+
+     Poor Wesley, indeed.
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+Strength
+Copyright (c) 1992, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+     In the Temple darkness
+     lies the shadow of a smile
+     Dreaming my world
+     into existance
+     with the existance
+     of his dreams
+     belief, hope, trust and care
+     weaves a fabric true and whole
+     to know, to will, to dare
+     to be naked before all
+     reveals a strength of character
+     by nature
+     within, the courage to be
+     wild and joyful, confident and free
+     Spontaneous revelation
+     empowers the lion-hearted
+     to know the god within himself
+     and above all
+     to love.
+
+Written 12/21/92 by Tamara (c) 1992 for bear
+
+Strength has many facets.....as do you.
+
+A Sunny Afternoon in the Garden
+Copyright (c) 1992, Lucia Chambers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+               The hops snore a tranquil fragrance
+               unmindful of the bees slowing, to sleep
+               while queen clematis tucks her tendrils
+               round that sleeping giant's knees.
+
+               Beetles clamber rosebud newts and chew,
+               intoxicating tea! their jaws slacken;
+               a slow climb from below, the preying mantis plots
+               careful maneuvers through thorny bracken.
+
+               Butterflies delight in cosmos' open arms,
+               that daisy beckons neurotic fluttering to stop
+               to drink nectar and rest warmly on polleny pillows
+               while wings bask proudly on pink petal-tops.
+
+               While the gardener sleeps beyond the fountain
+               (charming watery noises lulling her to doze)
+               the squirrels raid the birdseed, but her dreams
+               exclude garden disasters: she is thinking of a rose.
+
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+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+
+ Advertising
+ -----------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is $
+ 20.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means listed
+ under Contact Points, elsewhere in this issue.
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 25 BBS's
+ across the nation. It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ We're not really out to make money with STTS, and thus will be willing
+ to "deal" with you. If you're a shareware author or provide some sort
+ of service that STTS or myself might find of use, I'm willing to trade
+ advertising space for a registered version of your product of service.
+
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Any
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  FIDO: Joe DeRouen at 1:124/8010
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75244
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 486-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 492-6565 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 492-5695 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin        [Note: Exec-PC has
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney                  over 250 lines.
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)   It's the biggest
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)   BBS in the world!]
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Mass.
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathama Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'd do a file
+request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9308.ZIP. After Sept. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9309.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9308.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+
+If you're interested in donating prizes for the STTS monthly contest,
+you can contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS
+elsewhere in this issue.
+
+We'll accept most any prizes. If you're a shareware author, a great way
+to get some free publicity would be to donate a registered version of
+your program(s).
+
+Examples of prizes you might donate would be registered shareware, CD's,
+access to pay Bulletin Board Systems, magazine subscriptions, etc.
+
+Depending upon available space in the magazine and what you're donating,
+we may be willing to provide advertising space in STTS free of charge or
+for a reduced charge.
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The second issue of STTS Magazine draws to a close. I think that all
+involved did a great job in bringing it together, and my thanks go out
+to them one and all.
+
+My thanks also goes out to all the SysOps who're carrying the magazine.
+The more BBS's that feature STTS, the more readers we get. The more
+readers we get, the more submissions we get and the better the magazine
+gets. The chain is only as strong as it's weakest link, after all. And
+every link of this "chain" - from the readers to the SysOps to the
+networks to the writers and to myself, the publisher - is an important
+one.
+
+Going with that analogy, one surefire way to keep a chain from rusting
+is to move it about from time to time and even oil it. I want STTS to be
+flexible and to get a steady infusion of new ideas and concepts.
+
+Things I have in mind for future issues include a round-robin continuing
+story, a story-writing contest, interviews with people important to the
+telecommunications industry, and more!
+
+What ideas do *you* have that would help STTS to keep growing and
+evolving, becoming the best that it can be? I want to hear them. I may
+or may not agree with them or implement them, but every idea is
+important to me and to the evolution of the magazine.
+
+On that note, I'll end this and start the distribution process. I hope
+you enjoyed this issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine. Keep
+reading!
+
+
+--Joe DeRouen, 11:55pm 07/31/93
+
+
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+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume I, Issue 3                            Sept. 1, 1993
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ ------------------ MONTHLY COLUMNS -----------------------
+ Letters to the Editor.....................................
+ Monthly Contest...........................................
+ The Question & Answers Session............................
+ Upcoming Issues & News (READ THIS!).......................
+ ------------------ FEATURE ARTICLES ----------------------
+ From the Journals of..(pt.2)...................Gage Steele
+ Safe Sex Is Within Your Grasp...............Jason Malandro
+ This Retro Emotion - 48 Hr. Blast From Past....Gage Steele
+ Freewill vs. Predestiny: An Essay..............Joe DeRouen
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS
+ ---------------------- REVIEWS ---------------------------
+ (Movie) Much Ado About Nothing...Bruce Diamond/Randy Shipp
+ (Movie) The Fugitive.........................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Searching For Bobby Fisher...........Bruce Diamond
+ (Music) Coming Up For Air/David Massengill.....Joe DeRouen
+ (Music) Promises & Lies/UB40...............Heather DeRouen
+ (Book) Replay/Ken Grimwood..................Jason Malandro
+ (Book) Rising Sun/Michael Crichton.............Cindy McVey
+  ÿ            Advertisement-Relative Software
+ ---------------------- FICTION ---------------------------
+ The Angel of Lies (Part 1 of 2)..............Bruce Diamond
+ The Right of The People.......................Robert McKay
+ The SysOp's Tale................................Karl Weiss
+ Robin and The Eagle............................Wm. Whitney
+   ÿ            Advertisement-Talk Dallas BBS
+ ---------------------- POETRY ----------------------------
+ And You Were There..................................Tamara
+ Touch Me....................................Patricia Meeks
+ The Look That Crashed.......................Michie Sidwell
+ Laura...........................................Mark Mosko
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS
+ ------------------- INFORMATION --------------------------
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ Submission Information....................................
+ Advertiser Information....................................
+ Contact Points............................................
+ Distribution Sites........................................
+ Distribution Via Networks.................................
+ Donating Prizes For The Monthly Contest...................
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
+         Sunlight Through The Shadows(tm) On-Line Magazine
+                             Sept. 1993
+
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+
+ 
+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Robert McKay's story THE RIGHT OF THE PEOPLE appears in this issue of
+Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine. If I'd followed my first impulse,
+it probably wouldn't have.
+
+I won't spoil the story for you, but suffice it to say that it contains
+a political message that I disagree with. The piece is well-written (as
+his work usually is) and deserving of publication.
+
+All of my life, I've fought censorship. When Playboy was banned from
+7-11 in the eighties, I was among the first to cry out. When Tipper Gore
+started the record labeling bit, I was against it.
+
+Censorship is a scary thing, especially when you realize that you
+yourself are just as capable of censoring as the next guy.
+I'm no better than those people who banned the Playboy magazines from
+7-11. I could be just like them, if I let myself. We all could.
+
+We can't do that. When we feel ourselves starting to, we must reevaluate
+the situation and decide if it's worth quelling someone else's voice in
+order to appease our own sense of morals or sensibilities. Nine out of
+ten times, it isn't.
+
+That doesn't mean that STTS is going to become the Voice of the Banned,
+or any such thing. For instance, you'll never find pornography or even
+the proverbial "F word" within these electronic pages. We're trying to
+reach the largest audience possible with STTS, and a lot of kids out
+there are going to be reading the magazine. It won't appear within STTS,
+but I'll fight for the rights of anyone else who chooses to carry it.
+
+Robert McKay's THE RIGHT OF THE PEOPLE, however, will. I don't share his
+political views (at least on this one point), but it's a damn fine story.
+Quality and originality will win out every time, over censorship.
+
+So what're you waiting for? Go read his story. <Grin>
+
+Joe DeRouen, Aug. 23rd 1993
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher, Editor, Fiction
+  Heather DeRouen........................Music Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews, fiction
+  Jason Malandro.........................Book Reviews
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Article
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Actually, I still haven't gotten her
+  profile. But it sounds much more enigmatic this way, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Lucia Chambers.........................Cover art
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Mark Mosko.............................Poetry
+  Michie Sidwell.........................Poetry
+  Karl Weiss.............................Fiction
+  Wm. Whitney............................Fiction
+
+
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Born in Hawthorne, Ca., (but currently residing in Oklahoma) Robert
+  McKay's been writing since he was a teenager. Only recently, however,
+  did he began to seriously try to sell his stories.  Robert recently
+  signed the contracts to have his first two science fiction novels
+  published on disk. Hopefully, this is merely the prelude to bigger and
+  better things. (of course it is, Robert. You got published here,
+  didn't you? <grin> -Ed.)
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Wm. Whitney, Executive Publisher for CEL\e Productions, produces
+  unique e-pubs for the mass market. A former small press publisher,
+  author, magazine journalist and overall iconoclast, his reporting from
+  Planet Earth struggles to achieve intersteller proportions through the
+  electronic medium.
+
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+Letters To The Editor
+
+
+Send any and all comments you have concerning STTS Magazine to Joe
+DeRouen, via any of the routes covered under CONTACT POINTS, listed
+elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Now, on to a few letters...
+
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+  Joe,
+
+  Just a note to let you know I received Sunlight Through The Shadows.
+  Your magazine is now setup for online reading and downloading.  You may
+  list this BBS as one of your sources.   So Please put us on your monthly
+  list to receive the file.
+
+  By the way, you have done a nice job, looks really good. Good Luck with
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+
+  Dick Roosa
+
+
+  Dick Roosa, SysOp
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+  (402) 376-3120
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+
+
+  Dear STTS,
+
+  The second issue was even better than the first! Keep up the good
+  work! About the only suggestion I can offer is to include more
+  feature articles. (Check out this issue! -JD)
+
+  Sincerely,
+  Mark Lemmon
+
+  Mark Lemmon
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Contest
+    --------------------------------------------
+
+               ** READ THIS **
+
+ We've changed the rules! <Grin> No longer will the Monthly Prize
+ Giveaway be a monthly prize giveaway. It's now an actual contest,
+ with the winner receiving whatever prize is offered for the month.
+ (If there's two prizes, the runner-up will receive the second
+ prize)
+
+
+                    RULES
+                    -----
+
+ The contest will be a writing contest, and the rules are as
+ follows:
+
+ Write a story (any genre) or a poem using the title: "The Hat, the
+ Hatchet, and the Sperm Bank". (the title will change every month) The
+ best story or poem wins.
+
+ Entrants should be received by me by the 28th of September, 1993.
+
+ The winner's story will go in the Halloween (October) issue. Hint: The
+ Oct. issue will be a "Halloween theme" issue. Horror entries will have
+ a better chance of winning this month.
+
+
+                 HOW TO ENTER
+                 ------------
+
+ To enter, send me your story or poem along w/ a small bio (one
+ paragraph or less) of yourself and how to contact you via one of
+ the following avenues:
+
+ My BBS: (214) 620-8793 (1200 baud - 14,400 baud)
+
+ PCRelay/RIME ->5320 (a routed, private message in the Common conference)
+
+ InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+ Pen & Brush Network ->5320 (a routed, private message in any conference)
+
+ FIDO 1:124/8010
+
+ WME Network - Net Chat, Poetry & Prose
+
+
+ If all else fails, send a disk containing your entry in
+ pure ASCII to:
+
+           Joe DeRouen
+           14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+           Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+
+
+
+                     PRIZE
+                     -----
+
+ Each month, STTS magazine will be giving away at least one prize. The
+ prizes will range from registered versions of popular shareware
+ packages to Compact Discs, to a year subscription (via a disk mailed
+ to you) to STTS On-Line! In other words, you never know what we'll be
+ giving away next!
+
+ If the prize is shareware/software, unless otherwise noted, the
+ versions available will be IBM compatible only. If another version
+ is available, we'll make a note of that and ask you to let us know
+ what system you have.
+
+
+ WINNER FOR AUGUST
+
+ Josh Ribbons of The Dowles, Oregon won Cineplay's commercial game
+ FREE DC! He registered via the US Mail service.
+
+
+ PRIZE FOR SEPTEMBER
+
+ September's prize (to be sent out sometime shortly after Oct. 1st) is
+ Cineplay's VGA/Soundblaster commercial game FREE DC! (We had two
+ copies, so this month's prize duplicates last months)
+
+
+ FREE DC!
+
+ In this Cineplay adventure, you'll battle dangerous robots, laugh at
+ the antics of your sidekick Wattson and comb the jungle for a
+ mysterious gadget that holds the key to the survival of the last
+ eight humans on Earth.
+
+ FREE DC! features lifelike cinematic images and origial stereo
+ soundtrack, action packed story by a professional screenwriter,
+ live actors and claymation characters from the creator of the
+ California Raisins, Point-and-click control, and much more!
+
+ 
+ 
+Question and Answers
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "If you could have one wish,
+what would you wish for and why?"
+
+This age-old question was met by a lot of wishes for more wishes (I
+expected that) but also more than a few interesting, insightful
+answers. And maybe even one or two just plain strange ones. <Grin>
+
+The messages are reproduced here in their entirety (minus quoting),
+with the permission of the people involved.
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 15104  of  15533       Date : 08/25/93 16:31
+Reply To: 14191
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Valerie Patterson
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Re: Wishes..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+If I had one wish I would sincerely and earnestly wish for world peace.
+I know this is an old over used answer to an age old question, but it
+truly would be my wish.  I'm fairly young (in my twenties) and married
+for a short time.  Eventually I would like to have children, but I can't
+help wondering  what would be left for my children to grow old in.  When
+we were warring over in the gulf I cried many evenings over the news.
+I'm frightened at the thought of my old age and my children's lives.
+Each day brings more and more violence, even more hatred for "different"
+folk.  I can't help thinking we're a world about to self-destruct.  We
+live in a "throw-away" society, perhaps we're throwing away our
+children's futures?  Perhaps wishing for world peace is better left to
+children who are still shielded from the harsh realities of life and of
+war.  But, I feel compelled to point out our children know more about
+world hate than we know.  Yes, I'd wish for peace, if not for my sake,
+than for the sake all children, born and unborn.
+
+I hope this is along the lines of what you wanted.  I'm sorry it wasn't
+sent privately, but I'm still learning this BBS stuff and I'm not quite
+sure how to do that.  At any rate, here it is...           -Valerie-
+
+
+... Reality-ometer:  [\........]  Hmmph!  Thought so...
+___ Blue Wave/QWK v2.12
+---
+ * The NutHouse BBS Waynesburg , PA. * (412)852-2847 Zoom v.32bis
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.07  NUTHOUSE (#5303) : RelayNet(tm)
+
+========================================================================
+
+                  *        *        *
+
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 15105  of  15534       Date : 08/26/93 00:30
+Reply To: 14191
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Aaron Turpen
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Wishes..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+ That's harder to answer than it seems.  I think, however, that I'd wish
+to be made into a Terminator(R)(TM)(etc.)-like robot with my brain/mind
+intact.  This seems stupid and childish, but think of all the problems
+that'd be solved:
+
+1) I'd be bigger, stronger, and buffer than everyone else.
+2) I'd talk with a nift accent.
+3) I wouldn't have to worry about walking out on the street and getting shot
+   because my clothes are a certain color or my hand moved the wrong way.
+4) I'd have no use for a car.  I could just run wherever I wanted to be (how
+   CHEAP!)
+5) I wouldn't ever get tired from working, playing, or whatever.  Plus there
+   wouldn't be a need for sleep.
+6) It would be cool.
+
+  So that's what I'd wish.
+
+--Thanatos (I was intrigued and had to answer.)
+
+
+___ Blue Wave/QWK v2.12
+---
+ * The Brass Cannon, Orem, Utah, (801)226-8310
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.07  BRASS (#1126) : RelayNet(tm)
+
+========================================================================
+
+
+We didn't start this column until well into the Sept. issue, so not too
+many people had a chance to respond. Hopefully, next issue will be
+different.
+
+It's probably fair that I answer my own question, thus I'll do so right
+now, then bid you adieu until next month.
+
+If I had one wish, my wish would be that everyone in the universe,
+including myself, got what they most desired in all the world with the
+one restriction on that desire being that it couldn't hurt anyone else,
+infringe upon their rights, or make them unhappy.
+
+Thanks for reading QUESTION AND ANSWERS, and I hope you'll stick with us
+until next month!
+
+ 
+ 
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ADDITIONS TO THIS ISSUE...
+
+The Monthly Contest has changed! Instead of a prize giveaway, it
+involves an actual contest. Read that section of the magazine for
+further details.
+
+We've added two new monthly columns, one of which you're reading right
+now. The other is QUESTION AND ANSWERS, a new monthly feature in which
+we ask a (hopefully) interesting question and include various answers
+to that question. Each month's question will always be posted in the
+STTS Magazine Conference (# 6) on STTS BBS, as well as in various
+conferences in Pen&Brush Net, RIME, Usenet, WME, FIDO, and PlanoNet.
+
+
+OCTOBER...
+
+October's STTS Magazine will be the special Halloween issue. In
+particular, we're looking for submissions of good horror fiction,
+poetry, and maybe even an article or two on the true origins of
+halloween, fears, or what have you. "Horrorific" ANSI artwork would also
+have a good chance of getting published. Reviews of horror novels are
+also in demand.
+
+
+FUTURE ISSUES...
+
+Look for a round robin/continuing story soon, as well as more feature
+articles, and more "theme issues".
+
+
+ 
+ 
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+ 
+From The Journal Of..
+(c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                   "From The Journal Of..."   Part Two
+
+     When I logged onto JEannie, my first thought was that it was some sort
+of "no frills" service.  To be quite honest, I absolutely hated the place.
+Until then, I'd been suckled and shielded by a system that was illiterate-
+safe.  JEannie didn't have pretty pictures and graphic menus;  The people
+that used the message bases seemed to REALLY know what they were doing, as
+far as computing went, too.  And although I'd told my fellow refugees that
+I wouldn't dare break the boycott, I kept my Paragon account active for
+many months.  The people that had bailed the big P with me had set up
+message areas and email chains for us.  They were highly trafficked places,
+full of notes reeking of relief at having gotten away from Paragon.  I
+participated in a good lot of those, but...  JEannie wasn't what I'd hoped it
+would be.  Maybe it was just the vast difference between the two systems
+that turned me cold.  It was so much harder, too, that I was always getting
+lost somewhere in a back alley of the system.  I'd never thought of myself
+as an idiot before, but for that very reason I began to seriously consider
+canceling my JEannie account.  Maybe this Teleco stuff just wasn't for me.
+     One afternoon, while doing my usual "let's press every last button
+and see what the screen says," I wound up at a prompt that said:
+
+                    Job: 37
+                    Handle of <GAGE> will be used.
+                    Ok <Y/N>?
+
+and no matter what answer I chose, it kept trying to shove me forward.
+Into what, I wasn't sure yet.  Telling the prompt "No" only caused the
+system to ask me for a new name to use.  I felt like screaming at the
+monitor "No, I like my name just fine, thank you.  Let me out of here!"
+Finally, out of frustration, I said "Yes."  What I saw next made no sense
+at all.  It looked something like this:
+
+                    Cha/Use   Cha/Use   Cha/Use
+                     1   6     2   3     5   2
+                     13  1     24  5     25  11
+
+and so on.  I really thought that I'd finally, out of not paying attention
+to the menus and hitting the keys arbitrarily, broken something.  It
+looked Greek to me, so I pulled the plug on the modem.  The "NO CARRIER"
+message that greeted me was a welcome one.
+     A few nights later, I found my way to that set of screens again.
+This time, I actually read the choices thoroughly.  The corner of JEannie
+that I'd managed to wander into was called Chatlines.  It sounded
+interesting.  I was curious, more than anything, to see people typing
+realtime - something Paragon didn't, and still doesn't, have.  However,
+from my experience on the JEannie bb's (being called "a lamer newbie, groan,"
+and the feeling that no-one really cared if I found my way around or not),
+I figured I'd better learn the new area alone.
+     There was an option on the Chat menu for entering the "test"
+chatlines.  All of the infofiles said that "test" was a good place for new
+users ("newbies!"  Ah, that's where they got that!) to learn the commands
+without too much else going on around them.  It sounded like this "test"
+place wasn't used much, so I tapped in the corresponding number and was
+booted into it.
+     When I felt I was ready to graduate to the real chatlines, I made
+sure I had the list of commands printed out and taped to the side of the
+monitor, along with notebook on the desk beside me with "cheat sheet" type
+definitions of "chat slang" in it.  You see, I never was a chatlines
+"newbie" in public.  The crap I'd been dealt in the email groups and
+message bases was enough to show me that new users weren't worth these
+"elitists'" time.
+     Chat was full of lonely people with nothing better to do but login
+12 hours a night, talking with people they'd never met about decidedly
+personal things.  I found quickly that the majority of them were grossly
+overweight, sexually inexperienced, socially inactive, and they read a lot.
+I know, I know, that's a terrible generality to make.  I'm a horrible
+person for saying it, but it's true.  I'd rather be an honest bitch than
+sycophantically glorify something, you know?  Also, the people in the
+chatlines were not quite like the people in the message bases.  Although
+they seemed to loathe "newbies" just the same, they knew very little
+about computers.  Dialing a modem and being able to recite chat commands
+was about where their expertise stopped - brakes locked, tyres squealing,
+no ABS, no airbag.
+     About 15% of the people were staff.  They ran games like trivia,
+word scramble, and Dungeons & Dragons.  Many sat around each evening as
+acting chat helpers, greeting the new ones that stumbled in (That made me
+feel better.  It seemed that most of chat's dogmatic supporters bumped
+into it just as I had - by error).  The staff were nice enough when you
+had a question, but they were among the most "cliquish" bunch I ever typed
+at.  Groups of staffers clung together, be it during games or help time,
+it seemed to make no difference.  I also noticed that not ALL staff were
+part of the same clique.  At the time, I didn't know exactly why, so
+chalked it up to basic personality conflicts.
+     I'm not sure what order this should go in, so I'll come back to the
+staff stuff later.  It's sort of a long story all by itself.  Right now,
+though, I want to tell you about someone specific.  I think it's important
+that you hear about her.  Now, what I'm going to tell you is going to be
+very hard to believe (don't worry, I had trouble "buying" it, too), but
+trust me on this one.  I did my research.
+     Even though it had its downside, I was learning the system and the
+concept of chatlines still held my curiosity.  That strange notion of
+people seeking affection and interaction through a screen and keyboard had
+me poking and prodding even more.  Mostly, I logged into chatlines on
+nights like... like the odd Wednesday when there was nothing much on TV
+and nowhere else to hang out.  I liked to play the TSR Dungeons & Dragons
+games and thus became known as "one of those RPGers" (translation: "one of
+those role playing gamers").  I guess I joined in those things because it
+was a lot like a round-robin story.  You know what I mean;  Everyone did
+those in school, at one time or other.  We had a general "world" with
+"laws" and characters that lived there and did stuff.  Sound like a soap
+opera?  Yep, those are close cousins of the online games I played.  Oh,
+well, it was creative and fun.  That was where I met up with Eidolon.
+     Now, Eidolon was her customised JEannie id (or rather, the one I've
+assumed for her.  The real one was just as arcane), but she went by many
+nicknames.  I guess that is why I have always referred to her as Eidolon;
+It was easier than guessing who she was at any given moment.  You see,
+Eidolon has Multiple Personality Disorder (MPD).  Now, don't get lost in
+Sybilisms.  Come back here a minute and listen - you might learn
+something, like I did.
+     At first, I thought Eidolon was like any other of us playing the D&D.
+The only "oddity" I'd found was that she very much enjoyed playing various
+characters, and changing her nickname the the time;  I figured was she was
+another creative lost soul (or a Gemini, you pick).  However, when the
+staff began banning Eidolon from the games, I naturally demanded an
+explanation.  I never got the full story, but I have since been able to
+piece together a skeleton tale.
+     They told me she was female, maybe 25 years-old, and was a Multiple.
+She had grown up in some slummy neighbourhood.  Her parents had locked her
+in wire cages and stuff from the time she could talk.  The core
+personality, they said, was a toddler child that was never allowed "out"
+by the rest of the facets, for fear that she'd be hurt again.  Eidolon had
+been in the modem world since any of the oldest old-timers could recall,
+telling me they knew her from the defunct Q-Link service, as well as the
+first days of JEannie itself.  They'd sort of patted her on the head and
+ignored most of her (what they called) antics and disruptive behaviour.
+You see, not all of Eidolon's personalities were "nice."  I later learned
+(I took two Psychology classes and interviewed a psychiatrist because of
+this girl) what each of the personalities' functions were and WHY they
+acted the various ways they did.  Some of them, for very real reasons,
+were nasty, acid-mouthed little curs.
+     But, before all the classes and the learning, I was stuck with my
+helper/fixer self and angrily questioning why the staff and players
+didn't seem to care.  Here they were telling me these childhood horrors,
+but not one of them said "And I wish I could help her."  No, they said
+"And I wish she'd just go away.  Be mentally ill someplace else."  I
+couldn't very well tell them how I felt, though.  Well, that's a cop-out.
+I could have and should have, but I didn't for fear of being outcast from
+the games.  The first thing I did do, however, was get her reinstated in
+the RPGs, agreeing to be the one held responsible if she got out of control.
+     Eidolon got out of control pretty often, but I tried to be there on
+the nights that I knew she might play, hoping to keep the pseudo-peace
+treaty intact.  Always, it began with her making some violent action and
+ended with me receiving a string of private messages ordering me to get her
+out of the game.  So, Eidolon and I would go play elsewhere, by ourselves.
+She seemed to enjoy the attention - who wouldn't?  Anyway, it made me
+realise that the people running the D&D were anal retentive when it came to
+the "storylines" of their games;  Spontaneity nearly always met with icey
+ostracism where they were concerned.  I didn't mind Eidolon's outbursts.
+Hell, I don't know if I did the right thing or not, but if "biting" or
+"whipping" a character of mine allowed her to vent some anger...  I always
+excused with "At least she isn't doing this in real life."  I know parts of
+her knew that, too.
+     No, this didn't all happen over night.  The chapters of her
+background were unfolded to me over many, many months.  To this day, I
+occasionally hear something more about her, as well as her disorder.
+Slowly, I made friends with 7 of 19 facets that I encountered.  All 7 were
+fully formed, not mere splinters, and two were... hmm, how can I put this
+without getting all shrink-zoid on you... two were big dudes/dudettes on
+campus, real aggressive types, loaded with memouries of the past.
+     I remember when I registered for the intro to Psych. course, the
+counselor looked down at my newly declared Major in English and gave me
+this funny-ass look.  I got that same look from the psychiatrist I
+consulted on numerous occasions.  I think they both thought I was nuts;
+The first for studying something so unrelated to English that I must be
+whacko, the latter, well, at first he thought "my friend with MPD" was me.
+A lot of people shy away from stuff like this, often backing away from me
+in bookstores when I asked for the latest release on the subject.  It
+echoed the emotionless attitude of the JEannie-ites.  I still don't
+understand it.
+     I never assumed the role of a shrink around Eidolon.  That would have
+been a major disservice to her.  I did, though, keep her from lying to
+herself and hurting herself and those around her.  I needed the classes to
+know how to do that without hurting her, or "screwing her up more."  Many
+of her personalities hated me with passions unknown.  I took strength from
+that, as dippy as that might sound.  If they absolutely HATED me, I must
+have been doing something right.  Afterall, any emotion, be it love or
+hate or whatever, denotes caring on some level.  I reminded myself of that
+every time one of them invited me to blow myself and die.
+     Today, Eidolon is in therapy.  4 of the personalities that I knew are
+referred to as "dead," but I read that to mean that they're either no
+longer needed or have been absorbed by others, maybe a little of both.  I
+don't get to chat with Eidolon much anymore.  Things are tough inside of
+her.  The "Demon" is out most of the time.  I know who that is:  The one
+that threatens to kill the body should all the memouries resurface.  It
+means she's close.
+
+     I feel good thinking about that.
+
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Safe Sex Is Within Your Grasp
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jason Malandro
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"I take your throbbing member into my hot, wet mouth. Ohhhh! I begin to
+ suck and lick, making you harder, as I grow with excitement."
+
+Since when has fantasy been safe? Since the invent of the personal computer
+and, more to the point, computer sex.
+
+As communication technology grows and the need for personal contact
+diminishes, so does the need for personal involvement. Why risk rejection -
+let alone potentially deadly diseases such as aids - when sexual
+satisfaction is only a carrier signal away?
+
+Computer sex (hot chatting, modem sex, or a host of other colorful
+euphemisms) is, by the most basic definition, intercourse with a
+computer. Reality isn't that different. Two computer users,
+calling into a BBS by use of the modem, engage in on-line chat and
+trade sexually stimulating stories or explicit sexual descriptions.
+
+Computer sex is the ultimate in erotic isolation, even more so than phone
+sex. With the merging of the modem with the libido, there's no longer even
+the need to hear your partner's voice.
+
+Anonymity protects us from the harsh realities of the real world, giving us
+haven from life's risks. How else could you experience the pleasures
+of several different sexual partners without having to risk real emotional
+involvement and possible heartbreak? Feeling sexually frustrated? Relief
+is but a modem call away.
+
+Safe for the body, to be sure. But safe for the mind? Not necessarily.
+
+As we move closer and closer towards a simulated love life - virtual
+reality sex, interactive television, holodecks - we move further and
+further away from the real gains of a sexual relationship; intimacy.
+
+With lessened emotional risks (and certainly no physical risks at all)
+comes an equally lessened chance for emotional gain. Relationships
+made so quickly can be broken as easily, with nothing left but the memory
+of simulated orgasms and imaginary love.
+
+Morals aren't even a question. We all have a set of morals and
+principles which we either live by or find new and inventive ways to
+slip around. Computer sex isn't amoral, evil, or bad. It's deceptive.
+There is so much more to life. Why settle for a simulated relationship
+when, with hard work and compromise, you can have the real thing?
+
+Again, simulated sex isn't evil. Nor is it good. It isn't right and it
+isn't wrong. It's exactly what you make it. If you're going to do it, be
+well aware of exactly what you're getting yourself into. Fantasy isn't
+necessarily safe anymore.
+
+ 
+ 
+This Retro Emotion - 48 Hour Blast from the Past
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+     I wouldn't be surprised if tomorrow the news reports informed us
+that humanity had begun to devolve.  What is it with this retro thing,
+anyway?  On every street corner, in every department store, and on
+every radio station, all I see and all I hear is the past revisited.
+When the bellbottoms hit Macy's a few months ago, I cackled and said,
+"The fashion mucky-mucks must be sitting somewhere laughing at all the
+idiots they actually got to buy this crap."  Then, when old farts like
+Duran Duran got it in their minds to make that ever-so hip comeback, I
+smirked, and again wondered who in the world was stuck so far in the
+past to financially support them.
+     So, I'm a bit cynical.  Duran Duran, clad in bells no less, disco-
+disco up the charts and across the nation as I write.
+     I was going to attend the Duran show at Concord Pavilion this
+August, but couldn't bring myself to purchase a ticket.  Let's think
+about Elvis for a second.  You know how you remember Elvis.  In the
+words of Denis Leary, "You remember him fat, hairy, and on the can.
+His final piece of kingly evidence floating in the toilet."  I didn't
+want to ruin my tainted, misty memouries of the Duran boys by forcing
+myself to watch them, wrinkled, vocal chords shot, hopelessly clinging
+to a time gone by.  Can you blame me?
+     Alas, curiosity got the better of me.  I decided to interview a
+girl friend of mine who did go see them play.  So, giggling like the
+teenager I once was, I got the poopscoop on Simon, Nick, John, and
+Warren.
+
+
+GAGE STEELE:  Kelly, I've been trying to call you for days.  How was
+              the show?
+KELLY WILSON: You're never gonna believe where I've been.  I feel like
+              such a dork.  Oh, my God.
+GS:  What?  You didn't get in?
+KW:  No, I did.  They played.  They sang.  It was chill.  But what
+     happened to us [she and a friend, Jim, went together] AFTER the
+     concert is way more interesting.
+GS:  Oh?  What happened?
+KW:  It's kind of a long story.
+GS:  That's okay.  This is a 100 minute tape and I have nothing better
+     to do.
+KW:  Oh, thanks a lot!  [laughs]  Okay, let me see.  First, we waited
+     around at the stage door, but [the Concord Pavilion employees]
+     kept saying that Duran Duran had already left.
+GS:  Why were you waiting around?
+KW:  I've been waiting like 10 years for this.  I've never met anyone
+     and they may not ever tour again.  So, I figured I didn't have
+     anything to lose, right?
+GS:  Uh huh.
+KW:  So, then we took one of those shuttles down to Jim's car.  We were
+     pretty much the last people left.
+GS:  Oh?
+KW:  Yeah, well, we waited at the stage door for almost an hour.  And
+     basically the only people still coming to their cars were Pavilion
+     people.  Jim goes, "Who's watching the door if the workers are
+     leaving?"  Duh!  So, we walked up the hill to the backstage lot
+     again.
+GS:  Was there anyone up there?
+KW:  Not really.  There were three tour buses and a couple of huge
+     moving vans, but it was pretty dead.  Then, this burly guy comes
+     out and hands Jim his crew pass.
+GS:  Whoa!
+KW:  Yeah, I know.  And he sort of smiled, so, Jim took it and we
+     walked right in.  We went right to the Duran Duran dressing
+     room...
+GS:  How do you know it was theirs?
+KW:  I stole the sign off the door!  [laughs]  There was all this trash
+     on the floor and the ashtray was full of cigarettes and banana
+     peels.  Jim took this wet towel from the bathroom, but we really
+     didn't pull the full-on clepto other than that.
+GS:  Nobody stopped you?
+KW:  There wasn't anyone back there!  Not the band or the bouncers.  No
+     one!  We walked back out and went over to the tour buses.  One of
+     them, it was blue with North Carolina plates, was full of people.
+     Jim wanted to climb aboard, but we didn't think our little crew
+     pass would fly.  Besides, there was this other bouncer guy that
+     kept going on and off.  He was dumping trash and stuff.
+GS:  Could you hear anything... anyone specific that you recognised?
+KW:  No.  There were too many voices on top of each other.  So, we
+     walked down the hill and we were gonna go home, but that bus
+     started up and we decided to follow it.
+GS:  Oh, no!
+KW:  I know.  What were we thinking?  I don't know!  [The bus driver]
+     drove hella slow all the way to Walnut Creek BART [about 10 miles
+     from the Pavilion].  We were just following him, along with
+     another car.
+GS:  So, you weren't the only ones left?
+KW:  I guess not!  These other two chicks came out of the lower lot and
+     followed, too.  Then, at BART, the bus pulled halfway in the lot
+     and stopped.  By the time we got around him and turned around, he
+     was gone!
+GS:  Hmm.
+KW:  So, Jim pulls in BART behind the two girls' car.  We talked for a
+     second and the driver says they probably knew we were following,
+     but we could hop the freeway and catch them.  We [drove
+     wrecklessly], but never saw them.  We even went down the other
+     freeway to see if they took the roundabout way into the City, but
+     nothing.
+GS:  What time was it?
+KW:  God, it was like 1am by then.  Finally, in Hayward, we all pulled
+     off and Michelle, the other driver, gave us her number and said if
+     we heard anything to call her, any hour.  And she went home.
+GS:  Did you and Jim go home, too?
+KW:  We were gonna!  Jim got on the freeway and we were driving along,
+     right, but we had to pass through Concord to get home.  So, Jim
+     turns to me and says, "We could always look in the hotel parking
+     lots."  There aren't a lot of hotels in Concord, either.  So, we
+     went to the Embassy Suites...
+GS:  What were you looking for?  Tour buses?
+KW:  Yup.  You can't just hide a tour bus.
+GS:  Were they at Embassy?
+KW:  Nope.  They were at Hilton.  We felt so stupid!  All that time
+     chasing shadows down the freeway, and they were in Concord Hilton
+     the whole time!  That's like 5 minutes from the Pav!
+GS:  [laughing]  You didn't stake out Hilton, did you?
+KW:  Well...
+GS:  Oh, Kelly.  You didn't!
+KW:  I felt like a fool the whole time, but we did.  Jim kept saying,
+     "We're too old to be doing this," but...  We pulled in and we were
+     going to get a room to make it legit, but not only did we not have
+     enough money for [snooty voice] Hilton, but they didn't have any
+     rooms left.  There was some convention going on.  I called
+     Michelle and she drove down.  We sat in the car and guarded those
+     tour buses until about 9...
+GS:  In the morning?!  As in 9 AM?
+KW:  Yeah.
+GS:  Oh-kay.
+KW:  Then, we went in and took the elevator upstairs.  We started on
+     the top floor, but they were on the 10th.
+GS:  How do you know?
+KW:  The food trays and the voices coming from the rooms.  And there
+     were a thousand roadies all over the place up there.
+GS:  You scoped the room service trays?
+KW:  Yeah, we did!  So, we came back downstairs and there was this limo
+     at the front door.  Two other girls were waiting.  They said that
+     Duran had the day off and that they'd probably be coming down, but
+     they didn't.  It was Terrence Trent Darby's [opening act] stupid
+     limo.  So, those other chicks left and we waited in the car some
+     more.
+GS:  Wait a minute.  What time was this?
+KW:  Uhm.  It was about 2.
+GS:  On Monday afternoon?
+KW:  Yeah.
+GS:  And you hadn't planned on doing any of this?
+KW:  Nope.
+GS:  So, you were in the same clothes and everything?
+KW:  It gets worse than that.  When we figured they were staying in the
+     hotel that day because it was way after check-out time, we went to
+     Denny's.  I washed a little in the bathroom and combed my hair
+     with a fork.
+GS:  Oh, Kelly.
+KW:  I know.  We waited until 10am Tuesday and we never saw them at all.
+     The buses were for Darby's backup band and the roadie loading them
+     said that Duran left in a black airport shuttle on Monday night.
+     I think they left when we were eating.  I know it sounds really
+     dumb, but all I wanted to do was say, "Hi, guys.  Thanks for being
+     there when teen life was [expletive]."  They never came downstairs,
+     though.  I could understand if there were 100 screaming people down
+     there, but there were just 3 or 4 of us the whole time.  It isn't
+     like they're famous anymore.  Not like the 80s.
+
+
+     The 80s...  I feel old now.  I should get my old Duran albums out.
+Maybe that'll make me feel better.  Maybe that's what it is with this
+retro emotion.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Freewill vs. Predestiny
+Copyright (c) Joe DeRouen, 1993
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                   Freewill vs. Predestiny
+                        by Joe DeRouen
+
+
+The question of "why do we make the choices that we make?" is a question
+nearly as old as mankind itself, and as argued as the existence of Gods.
+Those believing that mankind is led to whatever choices it makes by
+either a supernatural force or by the environment it grew up in attend
+the school of predestiny or determinism, while those who believe that
+everyone has the ability to choose for themselves which paths to take
+throughout life adhere to the theory of freewill.
+
+Though a man may choose to shackle himself with ideas of determinism, he
+is still making a choice. Free will is reality, the shining icon of
+truth that holds the key to the fantasy of predestiny's binding and oft
+rusted locks. A man can make the choice to follow the belief of
+predestiny (in any of it's forms) but it is still a choice that he is
+making.
+
+Common teachings from the school of predestiny state that we are what we
+are because of what our parents were; it a nutshell, what we become is
+predetermined by how we grew up.
+
+If John grows up in the slums and his father, unable (or unwilling) to
+find a job, steals to feed his family, the boy will grow up to be a
+thief as well. He'll be lazy and, instead of choosing to fight his way
+out of the class he's been put into by working, will take the path of
+least resistance and become what his father was. According to that
+school of thought, he'll have no real choice in the matter.
+
+Choices, even the hardest ones to make, are still choices. The road less
+travelled is still a road, regardless of it's travellers. Yes, the sad
+fact is that he boy depicted in my aforementioned example may well turn
+out to be just like his father. However, he does have the potential to
+overcome his background and to make the right choice, ultimately
+transcending what his father was and what, according to the theory of
+predestiny, he should have been.
+
+Using the example of John again, let's hypothesize that he had turned
+out as he had been "predestined" to. Let's also say that, in the act of
+robbing a 7-11, he had shot and killed a man. Under the theory of
+determinism, he would not be guilty of murder, for, even though he had
+shot and killed the clerk, he could not help it; it had been
+predetermined. Murdering the clerk was no more his choice than the color
+of his skin or his gender. According to these theories, John really
+hasn't done anything that he should be punished for, and thus is
+innocent of any and all wrong doings.  Predestiny is but an excuse to
+deny guilt, another way of saying "The Devil made me do it!"
+
+Belief in freewill says that a man, when he makes a choice to do
+something wrong (murdering the 7-11 clerk), is in full control of his
+actions and should thus be punished for whatever crime he committed.
+John had many different choices at many different instance leading up to
+his murder of the clerk. At any time, he was free to turn from the path
+he was following and take a different, better one. Again, the path of
+least resistance is often the easiest to take but rarely the best.
+
+The  phrases "He was destined to greatness." or "It was her time to
+die." have been a part of our vocabulary for many, many generations.
+Determinism holds that certain people are destined to "accomplish" (can
+something preordained really be called an accomplishment?) certain
+things, just as other people are destined to die at certain times or in
+certain ways. Literature all through time holds stories of heroes being
+prophesized into greatness, such as Jesus Christ, who's divined
+"greatness" included dying for mankind's sins. Fortellings of doom can
+also be found throughout history's literature, such as Sophocles'
+"Oedipus Rex", who's destiny was to marry his mother and slay his
+father, as prophesized by the Oracle at Delphi.
+
+If their destiny was greatness, they had but naught to do to gain their
+fame in the annals of history, nor could they do anything to prevent
+their downfalls if their fate was something less than desired. In a
+nutshell, their lives were in the hands of the  Gods.  These great
+heroes from the past were mere playthings, subject to the whims and
+wonders of fate.
+
+Is life worth living knowing that, no matter what you do, no matter how
+hard you try, you can't detour from the path you were put on at birth?
+Imagine playing the video game Pac-Man. You put in your quarter and
+begin living vicariously through the  small icon on the screen,
+controlling him with your joystick. Pac-Man's movements, however, don't
+match yours. You move right, but the little yellow image on the screen
+moves upward. Before you know it, Pac-Man is gobbled up by the ghosts,
+and your game is over.  We all know that life certainly isn't a
+videogame, but the metaphor is an unsettling one just the same. Making
+choices -right or wrong- is all part of living one's life. Life can't be
+life without living. Without that, it becomes a perverted doppleganger,
+a crippled double dancing in the imatitative shadows of the real thing.
+Life without living.. just isn't.
+
+The philosophy of freewill can never really be proven, nor can it be
+disproven; neither can determinism. The proof lies within oneself and
+the path less travelled, and in the choices that lie along that path.
+Making your own decisions, admitting to your mistakes (and trying to
+make amends for them), considering and pondering over new and unusual
+ideas, living life to it's fullest, never truly knowing what lies around
+the corner; this is freewill.
+
+The shining icon of truth often hurts the darkened eyes of determinism,
+but it is there just the same. There for the taking, for the brave hands
+to grasp and, once grasping, to share with others and to truly be free.
+
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+Through The Magic Lantern
+Copyright (c) 1993, Diamond & Shipp
+All rights reserved
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+                  MOVIE REVIEWS BY BRUCE DIAMOND & RANDY SHIPP
+
+
+
+     BRUCE DIAMOND:  Welcome once again to THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN,
+                     with Bruce Diamond & Randy Shipp.  This time we
+                     discuss Kenneth Branagh's latest Shakespearean
+                     excursion, MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.  I'm Diamond.
+
+
+     RANDY SHIPP:  And I'm Shipp.  Coming off the critical, if not box
+                   office, successes of his earlier films, HENRY V and
+                   DEAD AGAIN, English actor/director Kenneth Branagh
+                   takes us now on his first Shakespearean comedy, set
+                   in the Renaissance Italian town of Messina.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  MUCH ADO is one of Shakespeare's bawdiest, most
+               accessible, and hence popular plays.  The twist upon
+               twist of misdirection, mistaken identity, and romantic
+               wordplay is a heady, lively mix so typical of Shake-
+               speare at his best.  The language is remarkably
+               accessible, so Branagh should enjoy a broader audience
+               for this romp than he did for the somber and dense
+               HENRY V.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Despite this accessibility, MUCH ADO opened in a much
+             more narrow release than maybe it could have.  I think
+             that shows that although filmmakers like Branagh and
+             Franco Zeffirelli (ROMEO AND JULIET, HAMLET) are creating
+             good film versions of Shakespeare classics, studios and
+             the other Powers-That-Be still don't think that the
+             moviegoing public is ready to digest Shakespeare.  This
+             seems to be in spite of the fact that MUCH ADO is so
+             instantly familiar, without the cryptic passages that
+             some people associate with Shakespeare.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  The story, of love-at-first-sight couterpointed by
+               love-hidden-by-barbed tongue, is part of why MUCH ADO
+               seems to be instantly familiar.  Long before empty-
+               headed Broadway plays and soul-sucking TV sitcoms made
+               it a staple, Shakespeare was deftly playing with love
+               and its many vagaries.  How swiftly it comes, how
+               swiftly it goes, and how easily it can be stolen away
+               with the utterance of one wrong word, the action of one
+               foul deed.  Shakespeare plays as much with his
+               characters' naivete here, as he does with his
+               audience's naivete.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  More sophisticated audiences may wonder just how naive
+             Shakespeare thinks they are during parts of the movie, as
+             some of the plot twists require quite a suspension of
+             disbelief, but all in great Shakespeare comedy fashion.
+             It all fits.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Let's get down to what's going on here.  Prince Don
+               Pedro (Denzel Washington) is returning from a
+               successful battle accompanied by his half brother, Don
+               John (Keanu Reeves) and his loyal followers, Benedick
+               (Branagh), and Count Claudio (Robert Sean Leonard, in
+               an eye-opening performance as the naive lover around
+               whom much of the plot revolves).  At the castle of
+               Leonato (Richard Briers), Claudio falls instantly in
+               love with the Governor of Messina's daughter, the
+               innocent and beautiful, Hero (Kate Beckinsale).  The
+               misdirection begins almost immediately, when Don Pedro
+               offers to woo Hero on his behalf, while, during the
+               revel, Don John (jealous of his brother's favor) tells
+               Claudio that Pedro woos Hero for himself.  And so the
+               dark underside of deception to this comedy begins.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  And throughout the movie, just about the only person who
+             isn't smiling and kicking up his heels is Don John.
+             Keanu Reeves is a little stiff, I think, in this role,
+             reminding me a lot of his performance in DRACULA.  I
+             admire the guy's desire to move up to more serious roles,
+             including the terrifically demanding Shakespeare parts,
+             but I think he still seems like words won't flow off his
+             tongue as easily as they do for some actors.  His scowl
+             and appearance seemed perfect for the role, though.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Really?  I thought he seemed a mite artificial, a
+               little *too* stiff.  It's funny, but MUCH ADO isn't his
+               first time with Shakespeare.  According to the advance
+               publicity on the film, Reeves performed THE TEMPEST on
+               stage in Lenox, Massachusetts, with Shakespeare &
+               Company.  I can't help but feel that Branagh misstepped
+               on the casting for Don John.  In fact, the Don John
+               scenes seemed almost *too* dark, *too* obvious a
+               contrast to the sun-filled joyousness that fills the
+               screen when Claudio and Hero are together.  And it's
+               too stark a contrast to the sharp-witted verbal
+               bantering that Benedick and Beatrice (the wonderful
+               Emma Thompson), Leonato's niece, engage in.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Yeah, at times I wondered how sinister the movie was
+             going to get, and I hoped that for the sake of comedy
+             that it never got too dark.  As it turns out, as you say,
+             Reeves came close to overdoing it in a few places.  But,
+             a nice contrast is indeed the wonderful dialog between
+             Benedick and Beatrice.  Branagh and Thompson are real
+             life husband and wife, and they work very well together.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  They've worked very well together, indeed, on all of
+               Branagh's films.  They're the most natural, and
+               talented, on-screen couple since, oh, I don't know when.
+               Maybe since Woody Allen and Diane Keaton in ANNIE HALL?
+               In stage versions of MUCH ADO that I've seen, the Don
+               John scenes are never played this darkly.  In fact,
+               there's some humor in them, especially during the
+               assignation scene where Hero's lady-in-waiting,
+               Margaret, is mistaken by Claudio for the lady herself,
+               engaging in wantonness with Borachio, one of Don John's
+               followers.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  That scene in particular was played up very darkly.  At
+             that point, the movie turned into a slightly less buoyant
+             comedy.  Whereas in the beginning of the film, most of
+             the fun is in Shakespeare's wordplay, and the sparring of
+             Benedick and Beatrice, the end of the film relies
+             more on visual comedy, mostly in the form of Michael
+             Keaton, who plays Dogberry, an eccentric Constable of the
+             watch.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  And here we come to Branagh's second serious error in
+               casting, or in directing, depending how you look at it.
+               While Reeves seems stiff and uncomfortable as Don John,
+               stumbling around the Shakespeare while trying to appear
+               aristocratic, Keaton merrily chews up the language and
+               mangles it to great comic effect.  The problem arises
+               in his overall performance, which seemed too forced,
+               and too reminiscent of other famous Keaton roles.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Like BEETLEJUICE, maybe?
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  *Definitely* like BEETLEJUICE.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Keaton runs around like someone who knows what they're
+             doing, and that's no surprise, since the biggest
+             difference between BEETLEJUICE and MUCH ADO for him is
+             the language.  He's extremely bizarre and ugly, and gets
+             laughs as much from his good comic delivery and excellent
+             body language as he does from his fairly violent, almost
+             slapstick abuse of his three watchmen and his toady (with
+             whom he prances around the screen as though riding a
+             horse.)
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  You just led into my next thought.  MUCH ADO has been
+               in release for some time now, now, though, as you
+               noted, a very narrow release, so some areas where this
+               review hits may not have seen the film yet.  Reviews
+               have hit everywhere, though, and some critics have
+               savaged the Dogberry role and Keaton's performance as
+               too Monty Pythonesque in approach.
+                    There's some element of truth to that, especially
+               with the invisible horse scenes (echoing MONTY PYTHON
+               AND THE HOLY GRAIL), but what one has to stop and
+               realize is the rich influence that Shakespeare has had
+               on English letters and culture.  All of the Pythonians
+               were college- educated, and while the invisible horse
+               trick was not a Shakespearean invention, he played with
+               the language *long* before Cleese & co. did, a point
+               that seems rather obvious.
+                    One of Keaton's scenes, where he's trying to be
+               official in front of the Governor, has him losing track
+               of the points he wants to make.  "First," he'll say,
+               then "thirdly," and then "my sixth point..." and on and
+               on, which reminded me immediately of the Monty Python
+               Spanish Inquisition sketch: "Nobody expects the Spanish
+               Inquisition!  Our chief weapon is surprise, surprise
+               and fear -- our *two* chief weapons are surprise, fear,
+               and a ruthless efficiency -- our *three* main
+               weapons...." and so on.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  That scene before the Governor, by the way, was the one
+             time I truly laughed hard at Dogberry.  The rest seemed
+             awfully contrived, but Shakespeare's wordplay shone
+             through brilliantly there, and Keaton's experience as a
+             comic gave him the panache and zip to make it work well.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  Yes, I don't want to sell Keaton *too* short.  He did
+               well in the role, but could have been better had he
+               left BEETLEJUICE far behind him.  As Constable of the
+               Watch, he and his droogs are meant chiefly as comic
+               relief in MUCH ADO, but they also harbor the major plot
+               point that turns the movie's central romance back
+               around.  Thanks to Don John's deception, Claudio
+               rejects Hero during their *wedding*!  He names her a
+               wanton, impugns her name, and storms away, leaving Hero
+               in tears, Beatrice determined to kill him, and Leonato
+               with one of the film's great lines: "Hath no man's
+               dagger here a point for me?"
+
+
+     SHIPP:  Indeed.  And this film's not as full of memorable lines
+             as perhaps HENRY V was, but taken as a whole, it is still
+             two hours extremely well spent.  I can only hope that the
+             Powers-That-Be begin to give the public credit for having
+             tastes besides LAST ACTION HERO and WAYNE'S WORLD.
+             The whole point that Branagh and Zefirelli are trying to
+             make is that Shakespeare is not some dusty, four-hundred
+             year old thing that's not relevant anymore.  Instead,
+             they show us how we can still enjoy it, and how film can
+             be an incredibly expressive medium for what used to be a
+             strictly theatre art form.
+               I think Branagh's second effort at Shakespeare on film
+             is a worthy successor to HENRY V, which I enjoyed
+             immensely, and I give the film a solid 8. I took one
+             point off each for Don John's stiffness and the untimely
+             appearance of Beetlejuice in the guise of Dogberry.  But
+             I find little else to criticize, from beautiful location
+             shots in Italy, to mostly good music by Patrick Doyle, to
+             great acting, to a wonderful Shakespeare play.
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  The rapturous, joyous love in this film, mixed with the
+               comedy and the intrigue, is just as accessible as
+               anything The Suits in Hollyweird produce, but more's
+               the pity, not enough of the viewing public will realize
+               that, thanks to the release pattern of MUCH ADO and
+               thanks to the "moldy oldie" image you alluded to
+               before.  One has to realize that Shakespeare wrote as
+               much to the masses as he did to the supposedly more
+               "sophisticated" audiences of his day, all within the
+               same play.  What worked then, works now, and it works
+               admirably.
+                    I'll echo your 8 out of ten points, and point out
+               the forced choreography that ends the picture, all for
+               the sake of an incredible shot.  But, as I mentioned to
+               you after the movie, staged Shakespeare seems to this
+               same type of choreography, where the actors are too
+               conscious of their movements *and* of the audience.  I
+               don't know if this is a modern convention, or something
+               from Shakespeare's day, but there it is.
+
+
+     SHIPP:  And that's THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN for this month.  We
+             hope you all enjoyed it, and that you'll tune in next
+             time, when Bruce and I start the long haul toward
+             Christmas release movies.  Until then, I'm the Lone
+             Ranger...
+
+
+     DIAMOND:  ...and I'm Jerry the Mouse.  We'll see *you* at the
+               matinee.
+ 
+ 
+The Fugitive Movie Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  THE FUGITIVE:  Andrew Davis, director.  Jeb Stuart and   ³
+        ³  David Twohy, screenplay.  Stars Harrison Ford, Tommy     ³
+        ³  Lee Jones, Sela Ward, Jeroen Krabbe, Joe Pantoliano,     ³
+        ³  and Andreas Katsulas.  Warner Bros.  Rated PG-13.        ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          If you'll pardon the steal from a network car commercial (as
+     sexist as it is), this ain't your father's Richard Kimble.
+     [BORING LECTURE MODE ON] "The Fugitive," starring David Janssen
+     as Dr.  Richard Kimble, ran on NBC from 1963-1967.  For four
+     years, the American viewing public watched fascinated as Kimble
+     pursued the one-armed man, the man who killed his wife.  The last
+     episode racked up nearly 75% of the TV viewership that night, a
+     record for a regular network series that wasn't surpassed until
+     "Dallas" ran its "Who Shot J.R.?" episode in the early '80s.
+     [BORING PONTIFICATION MODE ON]  I was never a David Janssen fan,
+     an unlikely action hero as far as I was concerned.  From "Richard
+     Diamond," to "The Fugitive," to "Harry O," Jannsen always struck
+     me as dry, stiff, and humorless.  He was surprisingly effective
+     as Kimble at times, though, reacting with compassion to the
+     people he met in his travels.  He became a nomadic do-gooder,
+     like a latter-day Wandering Jew or Flying Dutchman, doomed to
+     roam the vast wasteland for a weekly wrong to right, a moral to
+     uphold.  [BORING MODE OFF]  So like I said, this *ain't* your
+     father's Richard Kimble.
+
+          Harrison Ford is Dr. Richard Kimble from the word go.  No
+     having to take time to settle into the role -- we're with him
+     right from the start, caught up in his ease with the role and the
+     believability of the situation.  In fact, we're *so* comfortable
+     with him we really don't need the constant repetition of his name
+     during the first five minutes (during a pharmaceutical function
+     and a police interview).  The repetition almost strikes you as a
+     chant, deliberately inserted into the script to invoke the spirit
+     of the original series.  But that's all that I can really find
+     wrong with THE FUGITIVE, besides one weak blue screen effect
+     during the train wreck sequence.
+
+          (And if *that's* all I can find wrong with the train wreck,
+     then you know I'm really stretching to find things to criticize.)
+
+          The train/county jail bus wreck that frees Kimble is
+     spectacular -- one of the most harrowing and realistic staged
+     accidents ever seen.  Rather than do it in miniature, with
+     models, director Andrew Davis (UNDER SIEGE, 1992) decided to
+     stage a full-scale wreck, with Harrison Ford jumping off the bus
+     at the very last second via the afore-mentioned bluescreen
+     effect.  (Come to think of it, the sequence could have been a
+     cleverly-rigged rearscreen projection.)  It hardly matters,
+     though, as exciting as this scene is.
+
+          Onto the train wreck location comes U.S. Deputy Marshall
+     Gerard (Lt. Gerard in the series), scene-stealingly played by
+     Tommy Lee Jones (the best thing about Davis' UNDER SIEGE).  Jones
+     sets his character right away, as immediately comfortable in his
+     role as Ford is as Kimble.  Gerard is a tough taskmaster,
+     single-mindedly set on tracking his fugitive ("Let this be a
+     lesson, boys and girls.  Don't argue with the big dog."), but the
+     audience can tell he cares for his people by the way he goads and
+     jokes with them.  "What are you doing?" he asks one, and gets the
+     reply, "I'm thinking." "Well, while you're at it," he says,
+     "think me up a cup of coffee and a chocolate donut with those
+     little sprinkles on it." Another time, he tells another member of
+     his team to go help with building security, and adds "but don't
+     let them give you any s*** about your ponytail." These asides
+     sound more ad-libbed than they do scripted, but the one of the
+     scriptwriters, Jeb Stuart, also wrote DIE HARD, which was filled
+     with Bruce Willis' quips and asides.  Perhaps it's just a gift
+     that his dialogue sounds so natural.
+
+          Aspects of the storyline are updated for the '90s (Kimble's
+     car phone call log holds a piece of evidence; the one-armed man
+     wears a prosthetic; Kimble searches computer records to track the
+     killer), and this time, the motive for the murder is *much* more
+     sinister (and perfectly plausible, according to a medtech student
+     friend of mine).  The spirit of the original series remains
+     intact.
+
+          You know, it's odd that three excellent thrillers are
+     released so close to each other, especially during the summer
+     season.  Add THE FUGITIVE to your same must-see list that
+     contains THE FIRM and IN THE LINE OF FIRE.  Is it as good as
+     these other two thrillers?  Hell, it's *better*!
+
+     RATING:  10 out of 10.
+ 
+ 
+Searching For Bobby Fisher Movie Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
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+        ³  SEARCHING FOR BOBBY FISCHER:  Written and directed by    ³
+        ³  Steven Zaillian.  Based on the book by Fred Waitzkin.    ³
+        ³  Stars Joe Mantegna, Laurence Fishburne, Joan Allen, Max  ³
+        ³  Pomeranc, and Ben Kingsley.  Paramount Pictures.         ³
+        ³  Rated PG.                                                ³
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+
+          SEARCHING FOR BOBBY FISHER is the most gripping movie about
+     chess I've ever seen.  Yes, that's right, it's a chess movie, but
+     just as FIELD OF DREAMS was a baseball movie that was more than a
+     baseball movie, so is SEARCHING FOR BOBBY FISHER a chess movie
+     that isn't just a chess movie.  It's a story about dedication,
+     art, synthesis, and life.  It's a movie that'll stir your
+     emotions without ignoring your mind.  It's a movie that'll
+     definitely be remembered on critics' year-end lists and at next
+     year's Academy Awards.  And it's a movie with mass appeal, not an
+     art house film that only the intelligentsia and critics who want
+     to impress people praise.  It's really that good, and you really
+     will be entertained.
+
+          SEARCHING FOR BOBBY FISHER is the true-life story of Josh
+     Waitzkin (played with perfect intensity by Max Pomeranc, who is a
+     top-ranked chess player), caught between his love for speed
+     chess, his stern by-the-book teacher, and the need for his
+     father's love.  Josh is a natural, teaching himself chess from
+     watching the speed chess players in Washington Square Park,
+     especially one player named Vinnie (Larry Fishburne), who recog-
+     nizes the same creative spark in Josh that Bobby Fisher, the U.S.
+     and world champ who disappeared mysteriously in the mid- '70s,
+     once displayed.  Other players in the park call Josh the young
+     Bobby Fisher when he begins playing there on a regular basis.
+     Even Bruce Pandolfino (Ben Kingsley, in a moving performance
+     that's sure to be ranked as one of his best), who becomes Josh's
+     teacher, says to the boy's father (Joe Mantegna), "He creates
+     like Fisher."  Fisher raised the game from a science to an art,
+     he explains, and no one's been able to duplicate that feat since.
+
+          Until, that is, Josh Waitzkin begins playing.
+
+          He demonstrates his talent to his father in one of the
+     movie's most delightful sequences -- Josh plays with his sister,
+     eats dinner, takes a phonecall, and takes a bath, all between
+     moves.  When his father announces it's Josh's turn, Josh runs
+     into the room, moves a piece, and rushes back out, leaving his
+     father to take another 20 minutes to make his own move.  Mantegna
+     plays the perplexed scenes so well you know his frustration --
+     and his growing awe of his on screen son.  He tells Josh's
+     elementary school teacher in one scene, "He's better at this than
+     I'll ever be at anything!"  It's through this same scene we at
+     once discover the depth of Josh's fixation, *and* the even
+     greater depth of his father's obsession that Josh become the best
+     there ever was at the game of chess.
+
+          Director/screenwriter Steven Zaillian has taken a different
+     approach with SEARCHING FOR BOBBY FISHER, one necessitated by the
+     intimacy of the game, of the story the camera is capturing, and
+     by the location (Toronto substitutes for Chicago for most of the
+     film), and his artistic choice raises the film to another level.
+     Without this intimacy, we wouldn't feel Josh's fascination for
+     the game, his father's burning desire for Josh's success, and
+     Pandolfino's duality as demanding taskmaster and competitive
+     coward.  At least, we wouldn't feel it as intensely as Zaillian
+     intended.
+
+          And when Josh meets up with another chess powerhouse his own
+     age, we're right on the edge of giving up with him.  Until, that
+     is, the new fire hits him again in the park, which is where the
+     lighting and the camera shots opens up from close intimacy to
+     world-engulfing optimism -- but only for a moment.  The climax at
+     a state chess championship is as gripping and heartwarming as
+     anything you're going to see for months.
+
+          The first unqualified rave of the summer.  Isn't that enough
+     to make you see SEARCHING FOR BOBBY FISHER?  It oughta be.
+
+     RATING:  10 out of 10.
+ 
+ 
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+COMING UP FOR AIR
+David Massengill
+Flying Fish Records
+
+
+The majority of the world was first introduced to David Massengill on
+High Street Record's 1989 release LEGACY - A COLLECTION OF SINGER
+SONGWRITERS. The collection of modern folk songs included Massengill's
+haunting, funny ballad MY NAME JOE, a song depicting a illegal
+immigrants adventures as the head cook in a restaurant.
+
+In 1992, Flying Fish Records released Massengill's debut album, COMING
+UP FOR AIR. MY NAME JOE is included, of course, but presented in a
+different way. The vocals are slower, more folksy. The instrumental side
+of the song comes more into play as well, with a dulcimer, 12 string
+acoustic guitar, bass, and drums working together to back up
+Massengill's terrific vocals. (Joe works 14 hours/After ten he starts to
+booze/He gets very sentimental/He sings the Buddah blues)
+
+Personally, I prefer the LEGACY version by a hair. Still, though, it's
+nice to see an artist take a chance of a different version instead of
+including what's already been released.
+
+The album runs the gamut of political and social messages, all the while
+remaining entertaining, fun, and innovative.
+
+ON THE ROAD TO FAIRFAX COUNTY is another ballad, this one telling the
+story of a traveller meeting a highway man and the unlikely seduction -
+and ultimate execution of the highway man - that follows. Massengill's
+lyrics are at once tender then powerful, giving an epic feel to this
+song.
+
+NUMBER ONE IN AMERICA runs a bit long at 7:45, but is a clever satirical
+piece on racism and american pride. The song follows the progression of
+racism through 1963 to the present, giving only the hint that some
+progress might have been made and the assurance that we still have a
+long road to travel.
+
+IT'S A BEAUTIFUL WORLD, the last song on the album, is, in a word,
+strange. But a funny, good strange. To attempt to describe it wouldn't
+do it justice, but I'll say that any song that ends with George
+Steinbrenner receiving the old pie in the face can't be all bad.
+
+Overall, COMING UP FOR AIR is a solid album on contemporary folk music,
+with just the proper amounts of social consciousness, humor, and
+romance. I'll look forward to hearing more from David Massengill, and
+watching his career progress and hopefully blossom.
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 9
+
+ 
+ 
+More Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+PROMISES & LIES
+UB40
+Virgin Records
+
+Yes, in this issue of STTS, the CD reviews are pretty much slanted toward
+what we in the DeRouen household listen to - alternatives to "top 40" types of
+music, preferably with some sort of meaning to the lyrics as well as a high
+listenability (sic?  not really... *smile*) factor in relation to musical
+logic, flow, and rhythm.
+
+In UB40's second CD release, they continue to challenge the listener by
+combining the upbeat rhythms of hard-core Jamaican Reggae with lines such
+as "For every life that's lit with love, many more are racked with pain.
+You talk to me of sunshine while it's pouring down with rain."  But this
+idiosyncracy seems to be in perfect synch by the time the positive energy
+radiating from the music softens the blow landed by harsh lyrics.
+
+Of course, all of the tracks are not as bleak as the first three.  Included
+also is a warm, loving tribute by one of the band members to the friendship
+that has formed between members of the group entitled REGGAE MUSIC.  The
+only problem that I've found with this track is that every chorus ends with
+the phrase "mek me gwan".  I know this means something, I'm just not sure
+of what.
+
+There is also a sensitive, philosophical look at life entitled HIGHER GROUND.
+("And every hour of every day, I'm learning more.  The more I learn, the
+less I know about before.  The less I know, the more I want to look around.
+Digging deep for clues on higher ground.")  And a couple of love songs.
+
+About the only track that you might hear on your top 40 radio station is
+the beautifully interpreted version of Elvis Presley's immortal "Can't
+Help Falling in Love".  Just so long as you don't purchase the CD with
+the expectation of all the other songs being like this one.  UB40 is far
+more than a Reggae version of Stars on 45.  They give an alternative voice
+rising up against oppression, injustice, and prejudice.  And, in my opinion,
+it's far more appealing than most of the Rap I've heard.  But I guess I'm
+revealing my age with that statement.
+
+If you're into alternative music forms, I very highly recommend this CD.
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 7
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jason Malandro
+All rights reserved
+
+
+REPLAY
+Ken Grimwood
+Ace Books
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+What if you could live your life over again? REPLAY takes that age-old
+wish one step beyond. Jeff Winston, a not-very-successful radio
+journalist in his forties, begins the greatest journey anyone could ever
+know.
+
+He awakens from his death in the past, in his college dorm room. It's
+1963, exactly 25 years earlier. At first thinking that he's in a dream
+or a coma-induced hallucination, Jeff eventually accepts his situation
+as reality. Forced to live the last 25 years of his life over again,
+Jeff swears not to make the same mistakes again.
+
+Jeff uses his knowledge of the future to build a financial empire, but
+true happiness manages to elude him. Eventually marrying a wealthy
+heiress, the loveless union produces the one thing that his previous
+life could never give him; a child.
+
+Always alone, Jeff accepts his fate as time marches on, enjoying the
+company of his daughter Gretchen. On October 18th 1988, at exactly
+1:06 pm, he dies again..
+
+..Only to awaken again in 1963, a little further along in his original
+timeline.
+
+REPLAY follows the lives of Jeff Winston with angst, sadness, intrigue,
+and just a touch of humour.
+
+Ken Grimwood's first (and, so far, only) fantasy novel was originally
+published in 1987 and just barely qualifies for this review by the fact
+that it was recently re-released.
+
+Six years, one World Fantasy award, and four reads later, REPLAY remains
+firmly planted in my list of all-time favorites.
+
+My Rating: (out of 10 points) 10
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Cindy McVey
+All rights reserved
+
+
+RISING SUN
+Michael Crichton
+Ballantine
+$5.99 US, $6.99 Canada
+
+
+"People deny reality". Rising Sun isn't reality..... or is it? From the
+opening line "Business is War" the suspense builds.  Set in today's
+timeframe, we get a sneak peek at what goes on behind the scenes in big
+business every day life.
+
+Rising Sun is full of exacting details based on apparently hundreds of
+hours of research by the author.  With this research behind him, Michael
+Crichton builds a successful suspense novel down to the last detail.
+
+Aside from the main story theme, there runs a truly believable
+storyline that certainly gave me a feeling of being threatened
+personally.  Murder, chase scenes, mystery, advanced technology items,
+all keep this story moving at the fast pace we have come to expect from
+Crichton.  Never a dull moment and certainly no place to put this
+nonstop novel down.
+
+This book should become required reading in every American school.  It
+stands right beside or maybe even replaces Orwell's, "1984".  Exciting,
+fast paced book that will give you the feeling of being there.  And you
+may learn something in a totally enjoyable way.
+
+My rating: (out of ten points) 10
+ 
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+ 
+The Angel of Lies
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                               The Angel of Lies
+                                      by
+                                 Bruce Diamond
+
+
+     The lips moved right outside the second-story window.  Electronic whirr,
+metallic slide, wooden click and the lips parted.  Whirr-slide-click and they
+closed into a kiss-me pout.  And not only did the lips move, but the left eye
+winked during each cycle.  Whirr-slide-click, lips and eye open.  Whirr-slide-
+click, pout and wink.  The face was vaguely Monroeish, the product a national
+brand of cigarettes.  Neither mattered to the six-month-old baby who stared
+out his nursery window, transfixed by the larger-than-life face promising him
+a goodnight kiss.
+
+     From Bobby Reith's window, only the face was visible.  The nursery was
+dark, so the florescents illuminating the billboard drew the child's
+attention.  Bobby never cried the entire time that face moved outside his
+window, a fact his parents noted without discovering the source of their
+child's behavior.  He stared at that face (*whirr-slide-click*) night after
+night, until a car dealer ad replaced it four months later.  But he continued
+to stare out his window at night, still seeing the face that blew kisses at
+him across the backyard.
+
+     He began to cry at night a short time later.
+
+                                #
+
+     Five years old.  The child's first drive-in movie.  Those pictures
+fascinated him when they moved in the brown box at home (especially with all
+the lights out and the sound turned down), but the pictures out here were HUGE
+and surrounded by a starry sky, making them all the larger.
+
+     As if the people on that screen had learned at Edgar Bergen's knee, they
+threw their voices straight to a banged-up metal box hanging from the car
+window.  Bobby reached from the back seat and fumbled the volume down, staring
+at the moving bodies, the moving lips, silent against the starry sky.  Bobby's
+father slapped the small hand away and turned the volume back up.
+
+     A Road Runner cartoon.  A Jerry Lewis movie.  Intermission.  Previews of
+coming attractions.  ("Ghidrah--the monster with three heads!")  A Doris Day
+movie.  A long night for a boy so young, but the Chevy's back seat took care
+of that.  Bobby drifted in and out of sleep, dreaming of little Road Runners
+(*beep-beep*) chasing little Jerry Lewises back and forth under the car seats,
+trying to avoid the flyswatter hand of a weary five-year-old. The black Chevy
+started up with a cough and a dark cloud, but Bobby slept on.  Not until the
+car's lurch-stop, lurch-stop of leaving the lot did he wake up.  And yet not
+fully--the young head lolled back and forth on the car seat, the eyes gazing
+tiredly out the rear window.  When the car groaned onto the street, the child
+saw a large silhouette on the rear of the movie screen.  A huge knight astride
+a horse, lance at the ready.  The knight didn't move, didn't make a sound.
+Bobby continued to stare at the knight until it receded into the distance.
+
+     Bobby couldn't sleep when he got home.  He put on his Superman pjs and
+threw his clothes on his favorite Romper Room chair, thoughts of the knight
+filling his mind as he crawled into bed.  He looked around the dark room
+through slitted eyelids, wondering when the little Jerry Lewises would come
+back.  Instead the clothes on his chair began to melt, shaping themselves into
+the knight and horse from the drive-in marquee.  The boy snapped his eyes
+shut, but the image remained.  The knight didn't clank, the horse didn't even
+whicker, but he knew they were there, waiting for him to take a peek. He
+peeked between his fingers.
+
+     The knight, no longer mounted, strode towards the bed, leveling his
+ebony lance at the boy.  Bobby shook as he heard the knight's armored foot-
+steps on the wooden floor.  Electronic whirr, as though the knight were a
+robot, metallic slide as armored hands readied the lance, wooden click as
+iron-shod foot met wooden slats.
+
+     The knight stopped at the foot of the bed.  The lance, pointed at
+Bobby's heart, wavered within an inch of the boy's chest.  He held his breath
+in anticipation, even though he knew the weapon couldn't pierce the big red
+"S" on his shirt.
+
+     The knight moved quickly, thrusting the lance straight through the boy's
+body.  It came back out with a wet, sucking sound.  Bobby screamed and
+squeezed his eyes shut, trying to make the knight and horse go away.  Tears
+streamed down his cheeks.  The lance moved in his chest, sending pulses of
+pain through his body with every heartbeat.  "Go away!" he croaked, the words
+caught in his throat along with his heart.  The horse whickered near his ear
+and he felt its breath searing his skin.  Something wet dropped onto his neck,
+causing his flesh to sizzle.  The stench roiled his stomach and bile burned
+his mouth. "Go away right now!" Bobby choked out, and the pain stopped just
+like that.  The horse's fetid breath, the knight's lance--both had disappeared
+as though they never existed.  He felt his chest.  No hole, no blood, nothing.
+He counted ten heartbeats, glad he still had a heart, and bravely opened his
+eyes.  Both figures had disappeared.  The full moon shone around his room,
+reassuring him that nothing waited for him in any of the corners.
+
+     That left one place to check.
+
+     Gulping air down a sandy throat, the boy slowly poked his head over the
+edge of the bed.  There, lying in a pool of moonlight, were his Mickey Mouse
+t-shirt and his Levis, the same ones he had tossed onto his Romper Room chair.
+The arms of the t-shirt were reaching for the bed.
+
+                                #
+
+     Eight years old.  Christmas with relatives in Hannibal, Mo., home of
+Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer, Huck Finn and Becky Thatcher.  Bobby remembered seeing
+a movie on tv about those kids, but he just couldn't stay interested--what
+stupid kid goes looking for buried treasure in a dark, creepy old cave and
+runs into an Indian?  No, that couldn't have been for real. The family decided
+(well, Dad, actually) to spend their couple of nights in town with Grandma
+Reith, who was so old she had to share a one-story A-frame with Aunt Helen,
+Dad's older sister.  (Dad came from a big family--a younger sister, an older
+sister, and a whole pack of brothers--eight all told.  Bobby always got his
+uncles mixed up and had to carry pictures of them in his billfold--his first
+grown-up possession, besides his watch, given to him the Christmas before--
+with their names written on the pictures in blue ballpoint.  The printing was
+tiny--his teachers all complained about the size of his writing on
+assignments--but still legible.  He checked the pictures every trip to
+Hannibal.)
+
+     Bobby loved staying at Grandma Reith's house, because she had a huge
+roll-away with softest feather mattress ever made.  He usually fell asleep
+pretending he was lying in a snowdrift or making hills in the mattress and
+pretending little people lived just over the next range.  Once he brought some
+toy cars to bed and made "vroom-vroom" noises all night as he raced them
+around and over the hills.  Mom spanked him soundly for that--Grandmas don't
+sleep well with "vroom-vroom" coming from the bed in the corner.
+
+     As he sank into the mattress that first night, he noticed Grandma had
+hung something on the wall across from the bed.  He made details as his eyes
+adjusted to the dark.  The thing on the wall seemed to be a plate.  "That's
+silly," he thought, "who hangs plates on their walls?  Grandmas, that's who."
+Then, his eyes completely adjusted, the boy saw that the plate had something
+painted on it.  A rock, a forest clearing ("Just like in Bambi!") and a long-
+haired man in a white robe kneeling at the rock, his hands clasped together on
+it and his face turned towards the sky.  He wore a beard, just like mean Uncle
+Loran who tweaked Bobby's nose and threw him in the air (Uncle Loran lifted
+weights), and a golden shaft of light streamed from the night sky, causing
+every feature of the man's face to glow.  The man, who he now recognized as
+jesuschristourlordamen (that's how they said it in church), seemed to plead
+with the light, his glowing forehead all wrinkled up like he had a headache.
+
+     Bobby had heard of this scene in Sunday School--jesuschristourlordamen
+was asking his dad, godthefather, to take a full cup from him.  "A cup of
+what?" he had asked the teacher.  "A cup of grief, Bobby."  He didn't dare ask
+what grief meant, because his teacher hated to interrupt stories to explain
+things.  He hoped grief tasted good, like cherry Koolaid.
+
+     Jesuschristourlordamen prayed in the garden of Getsesame three times and
+then went back to see that his disciplines had slept through it all. "Just
+like I'm gonna do.  G'night, Jesus."
+
+     But Jesus wouldn't let Bobby sleep.  His eyes kept drifting to that
+shining face.  Silent.  Unmoving.
+
+     Growing.
+
+     Jesus grew, the light getting brighter, the rock getting bigger, and the
+feather bed getting smaller every minute.  Bobby felt himself lifted and drawn
+into the plate, like a cone of light reached across the room and sucked him
+into it.  Just like on Star Trek.
+
+     And then jesuschristourlordamen turned his head to the trembling boy and
+said, "Are you frightened, little one?"  Bobby nodded, gulping.  "That's very
+good.  'Suffer the little children to come unto me' I said a long time ago,
+and it's good to see the little children still suffering."  Bobby was
+confused.  Jesus' words were all turned around.
+
+     "Where do you go if you do something bad, Bobby?"
+
+     Bobby wished he were back in bed, sleeping.  "The bad place," he
+whispered. "And what bad place is that, my little frightened angel?"
+
+     The boy hesitated.  Mom told him never to use that word or he would
+regret it.  Right now, he felt he would regret not saying it.
+
+     "H-hell," he managed.  His ears burned.
+
+     "And who lives in hell, my sweet little morsel?"  Horns?  On Jesus'
+forehead?
+
+     "The--the devil."
+
+     Jesuschristourlordamen's skin reddened and his tongue sharpened to two
+points.  "And what does the devil do to bad children?" he hissed.
+
+     Bobby shook, streaks of sweat trailing down his face.  "H-he spanks
+them?"
+
+     The long hair and beard had disappeared by now.  The eyebrows arched
+over blood-shot sunken eyes and the ears flared to points.  And as the jaw
+moved, Bobby could hear a metallic whirr coming from the open mouth.  The
+tongue slid around the red lips, slide, and the teeth came together with a
+sharp click.
+
+     "You know better than that, little angel.  You know better than to lie
+to me."  Whirr-slide-click.  Saliva ran down the red chin.  The teeth chomped
+and chewed as though biting through roasted flesh.  Whirr-slide-click. "You
+know better, my little Angel of Lies."
+
+     More saliva.  The demon glared at him with eyes of fire.  Whirr-slide-
+click.  Jaw, tongue, teeth.  Saliva.  Hungry eyes.
+
+     "The devil cooks bad children . . . and he EATS THEM!"
+
+     The demon lurched at the boy, who jumped back, nearly falling off the
+edge of the plate.  He glanced over his shoulder, tearing his eyes from the
+demon in white robes, and saw himself still asleep, pillowed down in the goose
+feather mattress.
+
+     With renewed belief this was all a dream, he turned back to catch a blob
+of burning spittle in his face.  The boy, repulsed and startled, staggered
+while wiping the spittle from his eyes.  He heaved and felt vomit dribbling
+from his mouth, dripping onto his chest.  The demon reached out, hissing, the
+sound coming from a drive-in speaker box . . .
+
+     "Bobby?  Oh my god, Larry, he's sick."  Mom put her oh-so-cool hand on
+Bobby's forehead, while removing his vomit-stained pajama top with her free
+hand.  She took him into the bathroom, washed him off with Dad's help, and
+poured some Pepto-Bismol down his throat.  They couldn't make his grunts out
+as words, so when Bobby was back in bed, held and rocked by Mom to soothe him,
+jesuschristourlordthedevilamen still hung on the wall, whispering to
+godthefatheroflies, about the succulent morsel sleeping in the same room.  Mom
+tucked him in when he seemed calm, and Bobby dreamt of a demon in white robes
+changing him into an angel.  Not just any angel, but a false angel.  The Angel
+of Lies.
+
+     And the demon chased him throughout the night around an empty drive-
+in parking lot.  On the screen was a woman's face, winking and pouting, with a
+whirr-slide-click coming from each speaker as he passed it.
+
+                                #
+
+     For weeks after, Bobby thought of nothing but the demon in white robes.
+And the Angel of Lies.  He excused himself from attending Sunday School, using
+his patented pretend-to-be-sick-and-stay-home-from-school routine.  That
+worked for two Sundays.  The third Sunday, he got ready to walk the two blocks
+to church, left the house, and then ran down the block to play at Willie
+DeVon's house.  That worked for a month, until the two boys had a snowball
+fight and Bobby went home soaking wet.  A good paddling and a week confined to
+the house convinced him to go back to Sunday School the following weekend. The
+dreams had tapered off by this time.  He'd all but forgotten them.
+
+                                #
+
+     Twelve years old.  Sixth-grade Sunday School and Bobby was one of the
+staunch regulars now.  The dreams had gone, but they left him with a need.  A
+need that only church could even begin to fill.
+
+     They left him with one other thing.  His friends still teased him about
+it, but he got used to their razzing.  Besides, a nightlight didn't mean you
+were a pussy.
+
+     Did it?
+
+     Funny how his parents never came to church with him.  "You're young, you
+need it," Dad would lecture from behind the Sunday paper.  Sure, just like I
+need the nightlight, right, Dad?  "And besides, it's right down the street."
+
+     Bobby gave up on his parents' souls and brought his attention back to
+the lesson.  "Who remembers the last plague God sent to the Egyptians?"  The
+teacher looked around the room.  "Come on, we just discussed this last week.
+It has to do with something that flies."  That funny vein in Mr. Simmons'
+temple started throbbing.
+
+     A voice in the back squeaked, "Bees!"  Bobby, sitting in the second row,
+stuffed a hand in his mouth to keep from giggling.  Jimmie DeVon, Willie's
+brother, seeing this reaction, contributed, "Buzzards!"  Bobby covered his
+face and scrunched down in his seat to keep from exploding.
+
+     "Wrong, both of you," Mr. Simmons sighed, tugging at his tie.  Bobby
+peeked over Chubby Jurgens' shoulder, wishing for the last ten minutes to
+speed up and end Sunday School.  "I'm gonna bust!" he thought.  "I'm gonna
+bust and Mr. Simmons is gonna be real mad."  But he couldn't stop laughing.  A
+girl in the third row chimed in with, "Laser missiles!" and Bobby was whopped
+with the giggle stick but good.  He rocked back and forth in his chair,
+hugging himself and gulping air in great whooping hiccups.  He could barely
+see Simmons glaring at him through his tears.  The class shifted and whispered
+until Bobby calmed himself by taking a deep breath and trying to hold it.
+
+     "Well, Mr. Reith, since you seem so amused by all this, perhaps you can
+tell us the right answer," Simmons said between clenched teeth.  Bobby gasped,
+"The Angel of . . . the Angel of . . . of Flies!" and that set him off again.
+
+     He saw Jimmie DeVon's jaw drop and his eyes go as wide as a bullfrog's.
+That didn't help matters.  Chubby Jurgens grabbed his sides and fell off his
+chair, farting when he landed on the floor.  A few of the other boys started
+to join in, but abruptly cut off when Simmons shouted, "Quiet!  All of you!
+None of this is funny--all of you know the answer.  Look," he wiped his
+forehead with a handkerchief, "we're going to discuss it again next week and I
+expect some straight answers.  Now, you can go," and some stood up, "but you
+have to leave in an orderly manner.  All except you," and Simmons' head
+swiveled what had to be 180 degrees to drill holes into Bobby's eyes.  Bobby
+choked back a last giggle and sat stock-still.  "The answer, as you all know,
+was the Angel of Death, sent by God to kill the first-born of every household.
+Remember that."  Bobby's eyes burned.  Simmons consulted his Timex digital,
+then the clock.  "Let us pray."  Some feet shuffled in the back as the
+children sat back down.  All heads bowed, including Bobby's, but not before he
+caught the gleam in Simmons' eyes.  "Lord, watch over us today as we leave
+your house.  Be with us and keep us strong until we return here to worship
+next Sunday.  In the name of Jesus Christ our Lord, amen."
+
+     Bobby whispered, "Jesuschristourlordamen," and watched from the corners
+of his eyes as the other kids left.  Jimmie looked back at him and drew a
+slash across his throat with his thumb.  Bobby bit his lip.
+
+     When the room was empty, Simmons called, "Come here, Mr. Giggler."  The
+boy complied, keeping his head down the entire time.  "Look at me, Mr.
+Giggler.  Or should I call you Bobby?"
+
+     The boy shrugged his shoulders halfway but kept his head down.  "I said,
+look at me!"  Simmons grabbed Bobby's chin and jerked his head up.  "Why are
+you shaking?  You kids always seem to be afraid of something.  Usually you're
+afraid to answer a question.  Tell me something--did you think the Angel of
+Flies was that funny?"
+
+     "N-no."  Bobby tried to lower his face, but Simmons kept his grip firm.
+"Then why were you laughing?"  Simmons gave the boy's face a squeeze.  "Ow! .
+. . I . . . the other kids were laughing . . ."
+
+     "They didn't start until you said Angel of Flies.  Or maybe you meant to
+say Angel of Lies, hmm?"
+
+     ("You're my little Angel of Lies.")
+
+     A demon in white robes leaped into the boy's mind.
+
+     "Because that's what you were doing.  God doesn't like liars."
+
+     "I wasn't lying.  Really."
+
+     "Little liars go to hell, Bobby.  Maybe you didn't think about that."
+Try as he might, Bobby couldn't shake the frighteningly familiar image.  "Tell
+me something, Bobby.  Are you the first-born in your family?"  Was Simmons
+turning red from anger or something else?  "Are you the first-born?" Simmons
+hissed the question.
+
+     Bobby closed his eyes so he couldn't see the twin points of Simmons'
+tongue.  But every time he did, he saw the demon in white robes.  "I don't
+know . . . Ow!  You're hurting my arms!  I don't know . . . what you mean --"
+Simmons shook him until his head hurt.  The demon-image overlapped reality
+while Simmons flicked his snake-tongue out between words.  "Are (flick) you
+(flick) the oldest (flick) child (flick) in your (flick) family?"  Bobby
+whimpered, tears in his eyes making the demon and Simmons blend together.
+
+     "Let go!  You're hurting . . ."
+
+     "I WANT TO KNOW!"  Saliva flew from Simmons' mouth, showering the boy
+with flaming liquid.
+
+     Bobby twitched in Simmons' grip.  "I don't have . . . any brothers . . .
+just Diane . . . she-she's only two . . ."
+
+     Simmons' fingernails grew into three-inch claws and dug deep into
+Bobby's arms.  "Then you think about this, Mr. Bobby the Giggler.  You're
+first-born.  The Angel of Death could be coming for you anytime."  He spun
+Bobby towards the door, raking his arms with the claws.  He brought his foul-
+smelling mouth next to Bobby's ear and whispered, "Pray that the Angel of
+Death doesn't visit you in your own bed tonight, Mr. Angel of Lies."
+
+     ("And what does the devil do to bad children?")
+
+     He swatted Bobby on the butt, hard.  The boy squirmed out of Simmons'
+loosened grip and ran through the doorway.
+
+     "Pray that he doesn't kill you tonight, little liar.  Pray that the
+Angel doesn't know you're the first-born in your family!"
+
+     Bobby ran from the church, confused, hardly able to see the way home
+through his tears.  He could still feel Simmons' breath on his neck and the
+man-demon claws in his flesh.  He ran for what seemed like hours, dogs chasing
+him, his lungs thirsting for air.  His heart beat in his ears, his throat, his
+stomach; his chest wasn't large enough to hold it.  He ran until he collapsed
+on the ground, spent from escaping demons that masqueraded as real people.  He
+had left the sidewalk somewhere far behind him and he was gasping for air on a
+carpet of the greenest grass he had seen.  He was thankful for the shade some
+tree thoughtfully provided him.
+
+     "What's going on?" Bobby thought as he regained his breath, face pressed
+against the grass.  People don't just grow claws and snake-tongues like that.
+Only in monster movies, not for real.  But what about Simmons?  Was he a for-
+real monster?  He could still see the demon image merging with Simmons, but
+pushed the thought away.  That was too scary.
+
+     Bobby raised his head, his breath even now.  The grass smelled sweet; he
+was safe here in the shade.  In the park.
+
+     But this wasn't the park.
+
+     The tombstone in front of him read "Ashworth."  Next to it, rising miles
+into the air, stood a statue.
+
+     A statue of an angel.
+
+     A black angel.  (The Angel of Death.)
+
+     Casting a black shadow.  (The shadow of death.)
+
+     And Bobby was caught in the Angel's shadow.  (Though I walk through the
+valley of the shadow of death, thou art with me.)
+
+     "I'll always be with you, Bobby," the statue whispered.  "You're my
+little Angel of Lies."
+
+     And even though it was daylight, and even though statues couldn't do
+things like that, and even though Bobby didn't believe it for a minute, the
+statue began beating its wings.  The black wings reached far over the cast-
+iron head and spread as far as fifteen feet across as they worked out a years-
+long stiffness, like a metal arthritis.  The wings whirred as they built up
+speed.  "Statues can't fly.  Statues can't fly."  Bobby worked it into a
+mantra. "But angels can," the statue said.  "And I'm going to fly you straight
+up to heaven."
+
+     "But I'm not d-dead," Bobby said, still unable to move from his knees.
+His heartbeat leapt back up to machine-gun speed, each beat matched by the
+Angel of Death's wings.
+
+     "You can be, Bobby," the statue said, its voice as sweet and pure as the
+church soprano.  "Wouldn't you like to be my real-and-true Angel of Lies?"
+The boy gulped dry air and slowly backed away from the statue.  It lifted
+slowly from the granite pedestal, wings shirring lazily against the air,
+eyelids clicking open and shut with each beat.  A black, forked tongue slide
+across the ebony lips.
+
+     Whirr-slide-click.  Wings, eyes, tongue.  The statue came closer.
+"Don't liars go to h-hell when they die?" Bobby asked, tears leaking from the
+corners of his eyes.  "How can you take me to heaven if I'm your Angel of
+Lies?"  He kept crawling backwards, grass staining his best pants.  "Don't you
+believe me, Bobby?"  (Whirr-slide-click.  Wings, eyes, tongue.)  "I'm an
+angel.  Would I lie to you?"  Black horns poked out of the metal head. "Oh,
+God, make it stop," Bobby whispered, trying to regain his feet by holding onto
+a headstone.  "Make it go away."
+
+     "I'll go away, my little Angel of Lies.  But you're coming with me."
+The statue dove for the boy (whirr-slide-click), tongue flicking madly, mouth
+spitting black fire, eyes in flames.
+
+
+        CONTINUED IN THE OCTOBER ISSUE OF SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE SHADOWS!
+
+ 
+ 
+The Right of the People
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                        The Right of the People
+                            by Robert McKay
+A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free
+State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be
+infringed.
+                                    --US Constitution, Second Amendment
+
+     Corban was now, finally, president.  He'd fought long and hard to
+reach the Oval Office, and yesterday he'd been officially sworn in.
+The ceremony, held in the Ceremonial Room of the Capitol building, had
+been closed to all but the necessary dignitaries and press people - it
+was much too dangerous for a president to appear outside for the length
+of time necessary for the requisite speeches and ceremonials.  No
+matter how tight the security, an assassin would manage to get through
+some day - the odds might be astronomical against any particular
+president being killed, but one certainly would be if he stood outside
+and went through the forms.  The last five presidents had used the
+Ceremonial Room, since England Chalmers had caused it to be built for
+his second inaugural in 2005.
+     Corban was a man who had often known defeat.  He'd climbed slowly
+from a seat on the Needles city council to several posts in the county
+government, only to be turned out of appointed office by a revolution
+at the polls which swept the Democrats from power.  Starting from
+scratch, and with his past experience to bolster his bids, he ran for
+the state legislature, and lost; ran again, and lost; ran for mayor of
+Needles, and lost; ran for governor, and lost; and finally ran for
+lieutenant governor and won, with his running mate, by a bare margin.
+His career again seemed to proceed smoothly, until he passed from
+lieutenant governor to governor to the United States Senate and thence
+to vice president.  But when after two terms in that post he'd run for
+the presidency, he'd been soundly defeated.  Running again in four
+years, he'd lost, though by a significantly slimmer margin.  And now,
+in the year of our Lord 2034, he'd been sworn into the office of
+president, having barely won the election the previous November.
+     Corban had latched onto on issue, and made it his campaign focus.
+He'd hammered hard on the crime rate, which had not shown a serious
+downturn in the memory of many voters.  He bemoaned the number of armed
+robberies, the number of murders, the number of drug-related killings,
+the number of terrorist attacks on American soil, and took great pains
+to point out that many of these crimes would never have occurred if the
+criminal had not possessed a firearm.  While he had almost nothing to
+say on health care, was apathetic on foreign policy, and had no
+discernible economic program, his skill in manipulating the fear of the
+citizens that they could be shot on the street won him the victory.
+     Corban was the first president to affiliate with no major
+political party.  He had once been a Democrat, but left that party when
+it became evident that, after years of being used, the electorate was
+growing tired of voting for two parties but getting only one policy no
+matter who won the election.  Cynically, Corban did not change his
+views or his politics; he merely ceased to identify with either major
+party, and left the public to conclude, erroneously, that he had ceased
+to accept the policies that the party hacks had long espoused.  His
+cynicism, it seemed, had been rewarded, for he now held the office he
+had sought for many years.
+     This morning, as he stepped into the Oval Office for the first
+time as its legal occupant, Corban noted his reflection on the still-
+dark windows.  He saw a reflection that pleased him - a tall, slightly
+satanic figure, with dark hair thinning at the temples and combed
+straight back above a high forehead.  His nose slashed steeply between
+his piercing eyes, and his eyebrows exuded cold control.  Corban had
+carefully cultivated the image his looks naturally lent themselves to,
+and in this one thing he was honest, for the image was a true
+expression of his personality.  He was indeed a cold, hard man, who
+gave no quarter and regarded those who did as weaklings and fools.  His
+thin lips were an accurate reflection of the biting criticism he could
+inflict, with apparent delight, on anyone who got in his way.  Most
+politicians, no matter how cold and calculating, managed to erect a
+facade of affability; Corban had eschewed this tactic, choosing instead
+to win through fear - fear of crime by the electorate, and fear of him
+in his subordinates.
+     Sitting at the desk, Corban looked over his schedule.  Even before
+the inauguration, he had scrapped the highly organized squirrel cage
+that previous presidents had moved in.  He would schedule appointments
+at times convenient for him.  He would work in his own way.
+Functionaries and dignitaries and affairs of state were never to
+intrude on the business of governing - that was what the vice president
+was for, he had snapped at an aid who was more concerned about protocol
+than placating his boss.  The schedule at this point, therefore, was
+only sparsely filled.  A meeting with the chief of staff and the
+Attorney General at 7:45, to discuss the gun problem, was the first
+item on the agenda.  Looking at his watch, Corban saw that there was
+still an hour and a half to go.  He set the schedule aside, and drew
+toward him the papers he needed for his next project.
+                               ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
+     Corban's presidency was proceeding with mixed results.  Having
+campaigned on a strong-anti crime platform, he was politically
+embarrassed by the fact that in six months he had been unable to do a
+thing about the problem.  He had tried, with every political maneuver
+and trick in his book, to persuade Congress to act, but nothing had
+been done.  As was usual, both the House and the Senate were so caught
+up in partisan wrangling, pork-barrel bickering, and simple
+bureaucratic gridlock that nothing of value could be expected in
+anything like a reasonable time.
+     Corban had had enough.  He picked up the phone, punching the
+intercom button as he hunched his shoulder to hold the receiver to his
+ear.  Picking up a piece of paper covered with his fine, precise
+script, he spoke into the mouthpiece.  "Have the chief of staff and the
+Attorney General here after lunch."  His voice was dry and cold, and
+left no room for argument.
+     Corban replaced the phone and turned his attention fully to the
+paper he held in his thin hands.  Finishing his perusal, he nodded,
+made a few corrections in red ink, and stuck the paper in the folder he
+kept for items to be discussed informally.
+     After lunch the two men he'd ordered to his office sat across from
+Corban.  Roger Hedrick, the White House chief of staff, was a solid
+stump of a man, bald and blunt and absolutely ruthless.  He had been
+hired to oversee the president's schedule, and his muddy brown eyes did
+so with an efficiency and lack of compassion that would have made a
+robot proud.
+     Gordon Hacker, the Attorney General, was tall, with a paunch that
+lapped over his belt and thick gray hair combed into the most faultless
+and unmoving style.  He too was a hard man, tailored after his
+president, and his mission in life as Attorney General was to prosecute
+criminals.  The fact that the Justice Department was falling even
+further behind was no disparagement of his zeal, for as the crime rate
+rose Hacker cut more and more corners in the effort to arrest, try,
+convict, and pass sentence on those who broke the law.
+     Corban leaned back in his chair, after the small talk -
+exceedingly small between these men - had been taken care of.
+Flattening his palms on the leather arms of his chair, he asked,
+"Gentlemen, is there anything we can do at this time, through the
+legislative process, to significantly affect the crime rate?"
+     Hacker and Hedrick looked at each other, each giving a miniscule
+shake of the head.  Hedrick, as chief of staff, answered for both men -
+"No, sir, not a thing."
+     "Very well," said the president.  "We all know that the judicial
+system is clogged, both with new cases, interminable appeals, and a
+bleeding-heart crop of judges.  The executive branch, however, is not
+powerless, nor is it witless, nor is it craven.  I would like to read
+something to you."
+     Corban reached into the folder on the corner of his desk and
+extracted the sheet of paper he'd placed there earlier.  "This is the
+text of a proposed executive order.  'The level of crimes committed
+with firearms is already insupportably high, and is continuing to rise
+at an unacceptable rate.  Law enforcement agencies at all levels of
+government in the United States are unable to effectively combat this
+problem due to many factors, not the least of which is the alarming
+proliferation of guns among the populace.
+     "'After consultation with officials at the Justice Department, I
+have, therefore, taken the step of issuing this executive order in the
+hope that once its provisions are in place the rate of crimes committed
+with firearms will drop.  All Federal agencies with law enforcement
+responsibilities are directed to make every effort to assist local and
+state agencies in carrying out the provisions of this order.
+     "'On my authority as president of the United States of America, I,
+C.T. Corban, order the immediate confiscation of all privately owned
+firearms within the borders of the United States and its territories.
+Once this is done, those with legitimate cause for ownership and
+possession of firearms - such as private investigators, police
+officers, and intelligence and military personnel - will have their
+guns returned to them, with appropriate registration of said weapons.
+The Department of Justice will promulgate the necessary regulations for
+enforcing this order.'"
+     Hedrick and Hacker glanced at each other.  Again, there was a
+slight shake of the head.  Hedrick once more spoke for the two visitors
+to the Oval Office.  "Have you thought about the political
+ramifications of this order?"
+     "At this point," returned the president with a cold sneer, "I
+don't think anyone would dare bring those ramifications into play.  If
+anyone wishes to play hardball with this, they will find that being
+portrayed as an enemy of law and order, an enemy of the people's right
+to a safe neighborhood, is detrimental to further political success."
+     "I'm sure there will be a few who will want to run this through
+the courts," responded Hacker.  "And while we've got good attorneys, I
+don't know if we could successfully hold off a challenge to this
+order."
+     "You have no personal opposition to the order?" asked Corban
+softly.
+     "None at all."  Hedrick shook his head in the slight pause Hacker
+left as he considered his next words.  "I think it is the only step
+left to us.  We have tried everything we can within the current
+framework; we must try this.  I only want to be sure that you are
+prepared for a court challenge."
+     Corban was silent, and Hedrick spoke into the quiet.  "I agree.  I
+am also concerned about possible repercussions on the Hill.  This is
+something that could galvanize Congress and persuade both parties to
+work together.  And that would undermine your presidency, perhaps
+fatally.  Remember, you're a member of neither major party, and if they
+combine against you there is no political machinery for you to fall
+back on."
+     "Your objections are well-thought out," said Corban.  "However, I
+do not think that things will be as bad as you fear.  As I said a
+moment ago, anyone who opposes this order would be easily characterized
+as opposing safety in the streets and parks of the United States, and
+if that perception is once attached to a politician, his career will be
+over.  This order will be issued one week from today.  Gordon, have
+basic plans drawn up by then for enforcement.  Roger, have a speech
+written to be delivered that evening, and several press releases
+slanted in various ways for the several sectors of the press."
+     With a double "Yes, sir," the two men rose from their chairs and
+left the room.  Laying the paper in his out basket for the secretary to
+type, the president turned to another item of business.
+                               ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
+     Surprisingly, a year after Corban's executive order was issued no
+one had raised a political ruckus.  The Hill was uncharacteristically
+silent, and the president's sources informed him that the Senators and
+Representatives were afraid, as he had predicted, of being seen as pro-
+crime.  The sources Corban's subordinates had cultivated in Congress
+delivered the same reports, and so the president felt safe on that
+flank.
+     The second area of concern was the judicial system, and so far
+there was not a squeak from that quarter.  Corban had watched the
+courts like a hawk after the order became public, expecting someone to
+either use a criminal case, or file a civil case, in opposition to the
+banning of all but a few guns.  But apparently no one wished to do so.
+Here it was more difficult to be sure of the reasons, but after a year
+of polling and studying and spying, the president and his top advisors
+were convinced that the lack of reaction resulted from equal parts
+apathy, fear of being seen as anti-law and order, and fear of crime
+itself.
+     Then there was the electorate.  Corban continued to watch this
+front, as the voters were the only people at this point which could
+post a serious threat of removing him from office.  The American
+electorate was notoriously fickle - "the people" could turn from
+overwhelming support to total opposition in a very short time, and with
+the preliminary planning for the next election already under way, it
+was essential to keep a finger on the pulse of the voters.  But they
+too seemed either sick of armed crime or apathetic, and gradually
+Corban was beginning to relax.
+     On this summer day, he turned his chair and looked out the windows
+across the lawn.  The grass was a startling emerald green outside, a
+green that reminded him of summers back in Washington.  He smiled
+slightly - a smile very different from his normal cold gesture - as he
+remembered the days of playing in the meadows and fields, catching
+grasshoppers and garter snakes, and enjoying the time without a care.
+He'd only moved to California as an adult, and while his legal home was
+there, he'd grown up in Washington and that was where his memories took
+him.  Now, of course, if he wanted to go out and walk on the grass he
+would be followed by a contingent of Secret Service men, and chased by
+a pack of reporters howling after even the most banal remark.  The
+smile vanished, and the cold, set expression resumed its place.
+Jerking his chair around, Corban picked up his pen and resumed where
+he'd left off, going over the text of a bill scheduled for a floor vote
+later in the day.
+     The buzz of the intercom was an unwelcome distraction.  Corban's
+head jerked with irritation, then he controlled himself and pressed the
+speaker button on the phone.  "Yes?"
+     "Sir, Attorney General Hacker wishes to see you.  He says it's
+urgent, and also Mr. Hedrick will be here in a few minutes."
+     "Very well, send him in.  And when Hedrick gets here send him in
+as well."
+     Pressing the button again, Corban turned back to the document on
+the desk.  As Hacker came in the president favored him with a bare nod,
+and returned to his work.  A few minutes later the chief of staff
+arrived, and only then did Corban lay the bill down and look at his
+visitors.
+     Hacker nodded perfunctorily, while Hedrick did not even bother
+with that.  Hacker took the initiative.  "Mr. President, we've got a
+problem - a big one.  I just got the news today from a source in
+California.  It seems someone is preparing a challenge to your
+executive order on constitutional grounds."
+     "Constitutional grounds?" asked Corban.  "We didn't anticipate
+that, did we?"
+     "No, sir, we didn't.  We thought through the political
+ramifications, but we never discussed the legal aspect.  We assumed, as
+seemed only reasonable to assume, that if the political angles were
+covered no legal challenge would arise."
+     Hedrick spoke now, for the first time.  "Sir, we can handle the
+folks on the Hill and in the public and the courts right now.  Between
+judicious politicking and good press manipulation, we've got the
+situation under control.  But if this challenge is allowed to proceed,
+the whole situation will unravel.  And even if we defeat it, the
+political climate will turn against us and I'm not at all sure we'll be
+able to recover before the election."
+     Corban sat silently for a moment, his eyes cast down on the desk.
+Finally he roused himself and spoke.  "What are the grounds of this
+challenge?"
+     Hacker spoke three words.  "The second amendment."
+     Corban relaxed.  "In that case," he declared, "we have nothing to
+worry about.  I can whip that kind of challenge in my sleep.  You go
+back to work - I'll get back to you with the steps necessary to deal
+with this when it comes up."
+     Obediently the two subordinates got up and walked out.  Corban, a
+chill smile on his face, returned to his work.
+                               ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
+     Another two years had passed.  The court system, clogged with the
+criminal cases and civil suits of an entire nation, had ground slowly,
+and only today had the challenge to the executive order reached the
+Supreme Court.  This delay in itself was a problem, as Corban's promise
+of dealing with crime, which was the reason for his executive order,
+was being graphically cut to ribbons by the immense number of illegal
+weapons being used.  The election was looking iffy at best, and he was,
+for the first time, worried.  Householders were being robbed, raped,
+and murdered in record numbers; many of them protested that until
+they'd been forced to give up their weapons they'd been safe, and would
+have shot anyone who tried what was now being done with near-impunity.
+     Corban, in a bold move, had declared that he would put his law
+degree to use and argue the case himself.  The Attorney General had
+protested mightily.  The Solicitor General, whose office was
+responsible for presenting the government's side before the Court, was
+equally furious.  Corban insisted.  He fired a few people.  He demoted
+some people.  And he had his way.  The president himself would argue
+before the Supreme Court.
+     The unheard-of move was not as asinine as it might have appeared.
+Exercising his strong personality and his growing knowledge of where
+the bodies were buried, he'd filled the two vacancies on the Court that
+had come before him with rigid, doctrinaire judges who, unlike some
+Justices, would not waffle all over the map in their decisions.  They'd
+proved that they would argue and write their opinions based on their
+ideology.  They were also highly persuasive men, and had more than once
+influence decisions that would otherwise have gone the other way.
+Corban was not worried about the case; it was the election that
+concerned him.  And he was confident that by winning the case, he could
+save the election.
+     In the rear of his limousine, traveling in armored luxury with a
+veritable army of security people all around, Corban reviewed his
+arguments.  He expected to demolish the opposing counsel, an ordinary
+trial lawyer from California.  He'd reviewed the man's record; there
+was nothing there to fear.
+     Corban's lips moved in his small cold smile.  He would win the
+case.  He would win the election.  And he would continue his life in
+power, for his next step was to overturn the constitutional amendment
+limiting a president to two terms.  He intended, in the end, to be
+president for life, as Franklin Roosevelt had been.  Eventually,
+perhaps, he could dispense with elections altogether, and simply rule
+on the basis of an election for life.
+     The car pulled into the Supreme Court's parking area.  Surrounded
+by Secret Service men, who became less obtrusive as he proceeded to the
+Court's chamber, Corban strode confidently through the halls.  The
+Supreme Court had made many momentous decisions, but never had it heard
+a president argue a case.  History was being made today.
+                               ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
+     Closing statements, now.  Corban had presented his side, and the
+opposing counsel had presented his.  It was time to sum up the case on
+both sides, and then wait for the Court's decision.  Corban waited
+comfortably while the California lawyer, who had handled the case with
+one aide, rose.  Looking around at the hefty legal staff he'd
+assembled, the president was completely satisfied.
+     The opposition counsel, whose name was Matthews, spoke, beginning
+quietly.  "This case has been presented as a matter of solving a crime
+problem.  That aspect has been argued back and forth all the way up the
+court system, with statistics being presented on both sides.  I contend
+that the statistics show that the executive order whose
+constitutionality is questioned has not produced the results intended,
+but that is not what I wish to address now.
+     "We are dealing with constitutionality.  In the end, it all comes
+down to the Constitution.  Whatever results the order may have
+produced, whatever justifications can be made for it, whatever
+motivation President Corban had in issuing it - all this is in a very
+important sense irrelevant.
+     "Let's look at the Constitution.  That has not been done during
+the progress of this case through the system, and it's high time we did
+so.  I quote from the second amendment thereto: 'A well regulated
+Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of
+the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.'  That is
+rather simple, is it not?"
+     Matthews cleared his throat and went on, his voice somewhat
+stronger.  "This statement consists of only one sentence.  Brevity and
+conciseness were virtues well displayed by the framers of the
+Constitution.  But it was not mere literary skill that produced this
+marvel of succinct language - it was the simplicity of the principle
+thus enunciated.
+     "'The right of the people.'  That was being safeguarded.  When we
+read the Constitution, we find that the entire document has one
+overriding purpose - to protect the people from the government.  Having
+lived under a repressive government which failed to protect the rights
+of the individual citizen, the framers were determined to ensure that
+those rights were never again violated by the government.  'The right
+of the people.' That right, above all else, must be protected - from
+the government.  It must be protected - whatever right it might be.
+     "But what right does the second amendment protect?  The language
+of the amendment is explicit.  It is the right to 'keep and bear Arms.'
+There are no conditions attached.  There are no caveats, no
+restrictions.  The people have this right - to keep and bear arms - and
+it shall not be infringed.
+     "What does this executive order do?  It explicitly denies the
+people this right.  It overtly and blatantly declares that the people
+may not keep and bear arms.  It says, and I quote, 'On my authority as
+president of the United States of America, I, C.T. Corban, order the
+immediate confiscation of all privately owned firearms within the
+borders of the United States and its territories.  Once this is done,
+those with legitimate cause for ownership and possession of firearms -
+such as private investigators, police officers, and intelligence and
+military personnel - will have their guns returned to them, with
+appropriate registration of said weapons.'
+     "Firearms are, according to this order, to be confiscated.  Only
+those who can show 'just cause,' as it were, may later retrieve their
+guns.  This directly conflicts with the second amendment.  The right of
+the people - not just those in certain occupations, but the people - to
+keep and bear arms has been flagrantly and deliberately infringed."
+     Matthews raised his head and looked directly into the eyes of each
+of the nine Justices in turn, as they sat behind their high bench.  He
+stood like an ancient knight, defending the castle from barbarian
+hordes.  "Your Honors, I submit that if this order is allowed to stand
+it will desecrate the Constitution, destroy the second amendment,
+eviscerate our claims to freedom, and place the United States squarely
+within the ranks of those totalitarian dictatorships that we have
+publicly decried and even fought against.  This order is plainly
+unconstitutional, and must be overturned."
+     Corban sat in shock.  He had studied the transcripts of testimony
+and arguments as the case worked its way through the courts, and
+nothing like this had ever been said.  The argument had always dealt
+with effectiveness, with previous Supreme Court rulings, with esoteric
+precedents in case law.  Only now had Matthews played his ace - an
+appeal directly to the text of the Constitution.
+     Corban now saw it, as if he'd planned it himself.  The earlier
+trials and arguments were not intended to be won.  The whole thing was
+intended, from the very beginning, to be argued before the Supreme
+Court.  Matthews must have grinned in ecstasy when he learned that
+Corban himself would argue the case - Corban, who had waltzed in with
+such arrogant, overbearing confidence.  The case was intended to make
+much more than a legal point - it was directed specifically at the
+president.  The election was now lost, the case was lost, Corban's
+dreams were dust.
+                               ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
+     When the nine Justices released their unanimous opinion it was an
+anticlimax.  Corban was already making future plans.  Given the
+argument Matthews had made at that last dramatic moment, there could
+not be any other ruling.  Had the Court upheld Corban's executive
+order, the people would have forced what had never before occurred -
+resignations from the Supreme Court.  Corban would have been forced
+from office in shame, following Richard Nixon.  As it was his
+administration was in ruins, the campaign abandoned.  And the people,
+all over the United States, were recovering their guns from police
+storage.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+The SysOp's Tale
+Copyright (c) 1993, Karl Weiss
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+He slouched in his chair, legs crossed yoga style, peering
+at the glowing screen.  The clock in the screen corner said
+2 A.M.  His eyes watched the letters form commands, and he
+shivered a bit in anticipation.  He had another leech on the
+line.  Crom, how he hated the file hoovers.  He still had
+the feeling that files were wealth, and couldn't get over
+the way they could be reproduced. Things were different in
+this new country.
+
+He peered again, myopically, and saw the leech was using
+Zmodem and doing a batch download of file section 18, DV and
+QEMM programs.  Blast!  He'd worked long and hard to get
+those files. But he could be patient.  If nothing else, his
+forbearers, working in the mines of the old country, had
+instilled patience in his genes.
+
+He stuck a finger in his ear, and wormed some wax on it.
+Sticking his finger in his mouth, he sucked on it
+absently, wondering about the best way to reel in this
+leech, this particular file sucker, into his reaches.
+Another thing about this particular hoover - his ANSI
+signatures really grated on his eyes.  The leech must have
+spent *days* working on getting just that particular
+combination of glaring, screeching colors and shapes.  Ugh.
+And like the rest of his kind, he seemed to be completely
+incapable of writing in compete sentences, didn't know how
+to turn the caps lock off, and the only kind of punctuation
+he knew was !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
+
+Well, it was just a matter of time.  Reaching into his snack
+bag, the Sysop pulled out a BBQ rib.  Even through the tang
+of the sauce, his taste buds could sense the chemicals used
+to fatten the animal, and it was far too greasy for his
+preference.  He much preferred the taste of free running
+stock, even if it was stringy and tough.
+
+"OK, he's finished with that load, let's CHAT."  Pressing
+the F3 key, the Sysop's software sent a message, " Hi, this
+is the Sysop, and we are in CHAT mode!"
+
+"HEY, HOW DONG D00D, WATCH KIND MACHINE YOU RUNNNIG?"
+
+Sysop sighed.  The hoover couldn't type or spell, either.
+And if the twit had read Bulletin 3, he would know.   Typing
+rapidly, the Sysop replied, "Got 486/55, 2 Intel 14.4s, 3
+megs online, SVGA, HPSJ2c, running DV and Dos 6a."  "OK,
+let's see if he can read," thought Sysop.
+
+"WOW D00D, WHERE U GIT ^^6A!!!!!ALL I GOT IS A LOSY AT MY
+MOM GAVE ME WHEN SHE GOT A 386!!!"
+
+The hoover couldn't carry on a coherent conversation,
+either, which further grated on Sysop's nerves.
+
+"I know guy, frind of his fathrs progrmas for MS, and gave
+hs odl man a copy, and i got it frm him."  If nothing else,
+Sysop had learned protective coloration.
+
+"WOW, CAN I GET COPY!!! I GOT SOME NEAT STUFF TO TRAID!!!!"
+
+Settling even further into his chair, the Sysop took the
+keyboard off the desk and put it in his lap.  Pecking
+quickly and proficiently, he typed "What got??????"
+
+"SUPPER TETRRS!!! ITS A NEAT GAME WITH BOMBS AND COLORS, AND
+SOUND.  I GOT IT FOR MY BIRTHDAY.  ITS A GGOD GAME."
+
+"No, i alredy got it, what else u got?  Any good warze?"
+
+"I CAAN GET WORDPER51 MY MOM HAS IT ON HER MACHNE!!!"
+
+"I got WP 5.2c for Windoze and the beta test ofr WP5.3.  u
+got anythng else.\?"
+
+Sysop was in his realm now, trading, and going against an
+inexpereinced pup at that.  Wealth - this was it.  Data
+meant power, and power meant wealth.  He continued to play
+the fish.
+
+"Naw, i got all that stuff.  u got gifs?  good stuff?"
+
+"YEAH, I FOUND THE STUFF MY DAD HAD HIDD, I CAN GET
+SOME!!!!"
+
+"OK, gif me", Sysop typed, and then hit F5.  The screen
+showed "CHAT mode over, Sysop says Goodby." and the main
+menu for the BBS came back up.  As he slouched even further
+in his chair, Sysop peered intently at the screen.  After a
+few seconds, "U" for upload showed.  Zmodem was selected,
+and BEVERLY.GIF started its way over the phone lines to his
+hard drive.  Grimacing, Sysop scratched himself.  He hadn't
+bathed in a long time, and his skin was becoming patchy.
+
+"Huh, Beverly again."  She seemed popular this year.
+According to the descriptions, she was some kind of
+something on a TV show. Sysop never watched TV.  Too boring.
+
+At long last the upload was finished.  At 2400 baud, it had
+taken several minutes, and the phone lines in the area were
+pretty bad, resulting in several transmission errors.  The
+speaker in his machine started beeping.  The pest had paged
+him.  Pressing the F3 key, the Sysop's software again sent
+the message, " Hi, this is the Sysop, and we are in CHAT
+mode!
+
+"HEY D00Z, THAT GOOD ONE, FROM  STAR TREK, NEW GENERITON
+GOOD PROGRAMM, I LKE IT, DO YOU!!!!!  THE GIF SHOWS
+EVERYTHING."
+
+Sysop quickly typed back "Ok, I got it.  u got more good
+gifs?"
+
+"YESS, LOTS, YOU WANT ME TO SEND THEM TO YOU?"
+
+Shuddering, for he despised that type of data, Sysop
+answered "No way, at 2400 take too long.  dos is 8 1.4 meg
+discs, and gifs take way too long at 2400,,, where cna we
+meat?"
+
+"I GOTTA GO TO SHCULL TOMORO, HATE IT, MRS TROUBLE BUTT FOR
+SCOCIANCE, BUT I SLEEP THRU IT CAUSE I LIKE COMPUTERS AND
+STAY UP ALL NITE TO HACK ON THEM.  CAN WE MEET AFTER SCHOOL
+IN GYM OR SOMETHIN!!!!  WOW D00DZ, I GOTTA GET THAT VR DOS.
+MY FRINDS REALLY LIKE SEE IT!!!!
+
+Smiling now, Sysop typed back, "Can you get Huntington
+Metro, upper parking lot, row K, at midnite tomorrow?"
+
+"HEYHEYHEY, TOMOROS A SCHOOL NITE, DON'T KNOW IF I ACN GET
+OUT OF THE HOUSE, MY OLD MAN SETS THE ALARM, CAN W E MEET IN
+THE DAY SOMETIME"
+
+"No, I go to a private school, and we don't get off until 5,
+then I have to do homework.  I live by huntington and can
+make it there.  If you cant then I cant givb you the warze"
+was typed with a smirk on Sysop's face.
+
+"OKOKO, I BE THERE"
+
+"Bring the gifs - and I want them on high density files and
+make sure they zipped, and not with that 204c crap, use the
+old one!!!!and no ARJ or LZH"  As Sysop had learned, making
+the deal sound too good could lose him the trade.
+
+"YEHA, OKOK, YOU WANT 3.5 AOR 5" DISKS"
+
+"Either one will be fine, just make sure they are zipped."
+And with an evil grin, Sysop did a Ctrl, Alt, Del before his
+correspondent could answer, watched his machine reboot
+into the BBS, and went to bed.
+
+At midnight, Sysop waited for the meeting.  He crouched
+behind some cars and watched.  He had a good idea what his
+trading partner would look like, and he was right.  At 11:54
+P.M., a pasty faced, pudgy nerd walked into sight, his Nikes
+lisping on the concrete.  He had a disk box in his hand and
+was looking around with more than a hint of fear.
+
+"Over here" Sysop whispered in a harsh voice.  Pasty face
+jerked around and stumbled toward the voice.
+
+"You got the Dee Oh Ssss?  Man my friends are really looking
+to see this stuff, hope it's rad."  Poor pasty face.  His
+voice cracked in the middle of the sentence.  " I brought
+some other stuff too, like how to make gunpowder, and TNT,
+and the directions for some really powerful acid that will
+eat anything."
+
+Thinking how stupid the last was, since you couldn't keep it
+in anything, he stepped out from between the cars and the
+user got a good look at him.  "Hey dude, why are you wearing
+Spock ears?  Are you a Vulcan or something?"
+
+"No, I just came from a Star Trek convention.  You got the
+gifs?"
+
+"Yeah, right here.  I looked, some of it was really neat,
+all skin."
+
+"OK, let me have it."  The deed was quickly done, and Sysop
+went home.
+
+Later on, as Sysop watched his screen, he reached across the
+to the plate of roast meat.  Grimacing, he choked it down.
+It was loaded with carbohydrates and chemicals.  Seemed the
+animal had eaten nothing but junk filled with preservatives,
+and once again, it was full of fat.  Well, anyway, that was
+one leech less.  No one would question his disappearance
+except his immediate family. He would just stop posting and
+none of the BBS operators would miss him.
+
+As Sysop picked his teeth, he figured that he was going to
+have to trap a runner next time.  All the fat was bad for
+his heart, he had heard.
+ 
+ 
+Robin and The Eagle
+Copyright (c) 1993, Wm. Whitney
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                          Robin and The Eagle
+                                 From
+                        The Tap Root Conspiracy
+
+                             Wm. Whitney
+                                 For
+                               Heather
+
+  Author's  Note: There  is only  one living,  air-breathing species on Gais
+  capable  of attaining  a lifespan  as long  as an  Aeon -  the Grandfather
+  Teller Trees,  commonly known as first  growth. "Robin and The  Eagle" was
+  originally inspired  during a nap  under an 800  year old black  oak which
+  still  stands in  Sherwood Forest.  It is  from the  soon to  be published
+  collection  called "The  Tap Root  Conspiracy".  It  is indeed  sad as  we
+  approach this "new aeon" that this  species numbers less than five percent
+  (5%) of the population it had at the beginning of the present aeon.
+
+                              +++++++++++++
+
+     Robin  sat fancy  free deep  in Sher's  woods under  a great black oak,
+  comfy before  the open hearth, the  merry gentry of the  forest rowdy with
+  odes and  poems of fore play.  The air crackled with  moments of glory and
+  oral histories of the greatest  lodges and moments now untouchable through
+  time.
+
+     He stirred  from Marion's warmth and  bodily quickenings sycophant with
+  the tale weaver's  lilt, his gaze now captured  in the firelight's fantasy
+  of imagery. Something had captured his visionary's eye; his lessons in the
+  art of scrying had given him many  a moment to pause reflectively when his
+  "sight" hastened his feelings with  foretellings of future wonders. As his
+  mentor had taught, he began to concentrate on the fire's rapture.
+
+     Images crashed against each other in  a montage of forest hues twinkled
+  with  fairy dust  before coalescing  into a  viewpoint deep  in a highland
+  meadow.
+
+     The Raven hen shivered ever so slightly at the unusual May snow freshly
+  fallen  on her  outstretched feathers  struggling to  shield her fledgling
+  brood.  Her eyes  darted nervously  across the  rare beauty  of the spring
+  colors now daunted from their peacock  and rainbow hues with the purity of
+  the white burden which threatened their tender stems.
+
+     Mother Raven  didn't have time to  listen to the flower's  plaints. Her
+  attention  was  riveted  to  two  things:  the  safety her covering warmth
+  brought  the chicks  and the  sighting of  her tardy  mate carrying a long
+  overdue repast for the wriggling  screeches muted by her protective wings.
+  No  time now  to concern  herself with  her own  rapidly depleting  bodily
+  resources.  Her  mate  hunted  still  in  meadows  further  down the great
+  mountain's side.
+
+     Perhaps  it was  the quickening   of the  strange, cold  May wind.....,
+  perhaps it was  an instinct to spread her wings  further to keep out stray
+  drafts....,  perhaps it  was the   faint shadow  which flitted  across her
+  peripheral vision....
+
+     She shuddered her wings once more.
+
+     From Robin's  point-of-view, this tiniest of  movements would have gone
+  unnoticed except  it was amplified  by one much  higher, arcing with  much
+  greater magnitude and import. As his  right eye mirrored a tiny reflection
+  of the hen's movement, his left screamed to his attention.
+
+     A great falcon soared with determined  scrutiny high over the meadow in
+  hiding.
+
+     "A day for eagles!", Grandfather Black Oak smiled reliving the story to
+  Robin's sight  from deep within  the crystalline matrix  woven amongst the
+  resins of his tap roots.
+
+     The falcon's dark  plumage had yet to warm  in the summer's interrupted
+  rays;  his belly  empty from  the  snow's  protective cover  as he  sailed
+  effortlessly in the cold updrafts turned chaotic with winter's last gasp.
+
+     Robin flinched knowingly at the import  of the fire's tale; two species
+  locked  in Darwinian  metaphor which  normally led  to death  in the  more
+  vulnerable.
+
+     The hen's brood  grew restless once more struggling  in their hunger to
+  break the boundaries of her nest. She clucked to their impatience rustling
+  again to calm  them. But their growing biological clocks  chimed a time to
+  fly and  test their wings,  not to huddle  infant-like in the  confines of
+  their birthing place.
+
+     Every brood has its Friar Tuck,  its boisterous one filled with a quest
+  for  adventure  and  discovery  not  to  mention  an  unquenchable  hunger
+  motivating its bravery. They had  already discovered the rich abundance of
+  Spring  tidbits  surrounding  their  opulent  environs.  Little Tuck broke
+  through his mother's restraint with a plaintive cry of frustration.
+
+     The  hawk's casual  spiral turned  abruptly toward  the sound.  His eye
+  sharpened  focus to  catch the  slightest stirring  in the  blinding white
+  carpet below. He slowed, descending.....
+
+     Slap! Mother hen's wing shoved the offending oaf deeper into the bowels
+  of the  nest's safety. A  sharp peck on  the noggin gave  reinforcement to
+  cease and desist disturbing the morning's unnatural calm.
+
+     But,  her discipline  came too  late, for  the hawk's  acute vision had
+  already targeted his morning's repast. Ascending once again, he maneuvered
+  closer keeping the morning sun at his back to shield him from the mother's
+  view. It would be only a short time now before he would be in position for
+  the fatal dive.
+
+     "Look higher, my brother!" Grandfather Black Oak admonished. "Do not be
+  confused by the drama of the moment."
+
+     Robin shifted his  focus in the fire's light  as Marion stirred briefly
+  at his side. The camp had quietened as the mead took its effect.
+
+     The white shape  contrasted sharply with the deep  blue of the mountain
+  sky. Much loftier than the hungry Hawk, the snow eagle glided omnisciently
+  through the chilled  air its feathers still untarnished  from the shifting
+  spring sun.
+
+     And, yet  a third set  of wings beat  furiously on the  morning air....
+  Father Raven  hastened to his  waiting duties knowing  impatience is often
+  not a virtue. Steadily he climbed from the lower valley; his claws full of
+  morsels for the waiting brood.
+
+     Having  settled Tuck's  impatience, Mother  Raven turned  her attention
+  once  again to  the heavens.  In an  instant, she  knew the  import of the
+  impending danger.
+
+     "Caw!  Caw!",  she  screeched  hoping  against  hope  to  ward  off the
+  intruder.
+
+     But aeons of conditioning had taught  the Hawk that she would not leave
+  her brood. He began his dive with talons stretched forward for the kill.
+
+     By  now the  full drama  had unfolded  before three  pairs of observing
+  eyes.  Robin and  the Eagle  watched dispassionately  while Father Raven's
+  heart fluttered at  the threat unfolding before him.  Suddenly, the aching
+  tiredness of his long journey was no more.
+
+     Spirit moves in  many ways. The warming currents  caught beneath him as
+  he dropped his morning's kill for greater speed.
+
+     "Caw! Caw! Caw!" came his echoing challenge.
+
+     Perhaps Hawk  was attracted by  the sport now  offered, perhaps it  was
+  just  his  anger  at  the  interruption,  or  perhaps  it  was his natural
+  intuition that something greater was afoot that May morning.
+
+     Wheeling to  better confront his  adversary, Hawk inwardly  chuckled at
+  the  Raven's  audacity.  Wings  beating  he  strove  to  gain altitude and
+  advantage confident in his inherent lineage and supremacy.
+
+     "Screeeeeee..." he whistled accepting the Raven's challenge.
+
+     But Father  Raven righteously held  the onrushing wind  and dove toward
+  first strike.  And a mighty blow  it was indeed catching  Hawk in the left
+  thigh sending both atilt into momentary spirals. Blooded now, he strove to
+  regain lost height.
+
+     The Hawk's greater span of wings  worked to the advantage however as he
+  outpaced  his smaller  adversary. The  hit had  shaken his complacency and
+  evoked the screaming rage indigenous to  the kill now before him. He would
+  have a double bounty this Spring morning!
+
+     Now Robin and  the Eagle had not missed a  millisecond of the unfolding
+  drama. Nor had it left either unmoved.
+
+     Turning now, Hawk sought to take advantage of Raven's struggle upwards.
+  The few  feet separating them gave  his greater bulk a  glancing impact as
+  the two came together once again.
+
+     Raven's feathers  so violently separated  from his right  wing, drifted
+  slowly earthward  leaving him with an  even greater handicap. But,  he now
+  held altitude over the recovering Hawk.
+
+     "Caw! Caw! Caw!", his desparate insolence sought to maintain the Hawk's
+  distraction from the vulnerable nest.
+
+     Once again  he flew into the  face of his would-be-slayer  striking the
+  tail feathers with minimum impact.
+
+     "The tide has turned!", Grandfather Black Oak intoned ominously.
+
+     Robin's breast  tightened involuntarily as he  unknowingly clasp Marion
+  to him.
+
+     Something must have  caught within the Eagle's breast  as well. Perhaps
+  it was the  memory of his own fledglings waiting  on the mountain's crest.
+  Perhaps it was the nobility of the mid-morning Eastern Sun now warming the
+  snows below.
+
+     For the  Eagle turned beginning  a silent, decisive  downward plunge to
+  settle the Darwinian outcome of the vision's drama.
+
+     Normally, it should not have mattered  which prey Eagle returned to his
+  mate and brood.  But that something which had stirred  his heart must have
+  determined his target.
+
+     As  the  two  adversaries  wheeled  for  the  final  encounter, neither
+  detected the great white bird descending above. But Spirit spoke to Mother
+  Raven's watching horror and calmed her to a silent prayer.
+
+     The Hawk's hunger driven mind never felt the back-breaking blow.
+
+     Knowing the encounter was over and  the god hunger was fulfilled, Raven
+  turned thankfully to retrieve his family's repast.
+
+     Grandfather Black Oak stirred briefly in the pre-dawn breeze with smoke
+  from the  night's fire wafting  gently amongst his  branches. The sleeping
+  forms nestled in his tap roots rested easily now.
+
+     An  armor clad  figure stepped   out from  the forest's  seclusion. His
+  confident glance  missed nary a slumbering body as he strode to  the still
+  warm kettle to sate the hunger of his travels.
+
+     For  the Lion  had come  to lay  down with  the Lamb  much as the Eagle
+  joined forces with  the Raven that night. And, Richard  of the Great Heart
+  had come home to England once more.
+
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+   ³                       Poetry                    ³ ³
+   ³                                                 ³ ³
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+ 
+...And You Were There
+Copyright (c) 1992, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+ ...And You Were There
+
+ Lightning changes, transitions emerge
+ troubles, hope & motivations submerged
+ shredding the masques away
+ Bloodless wounds seep terror and fear
+ lashing out, willows & windshear
+ in anger and in pain, in fright
+
+ I feel a trace, a burning shame
+ somewhere within the pain
+ a shadow starts to form
+
+ Into the darkness of destiny
+ It slowly roams, searching endlessly
+ For the answer to a prayer
+ Magic crackles, lightning bursts
+ and somewhere in the night it works
+ a path is drawn with light
+
+ I see your face, I call a name
+ somewhere within, it came
+ a shadow starts to form
+
+ tragic futures, forbidden pasts
+ structured images and cerebral castes
+ threaded with karmic infinities
+ Freedom of will, strengthen ties
+ bonds of friendship never die
+ growing in the shadows of rain
+
+ I heard your voice, you called my name
+ somewhere within the pain
+ a shadow waits
+
+ a breath, a thought in total suspension
+ doubts tumbled out, hopes intervention
+ a hesitation borderlined in time
+ though some declined, and some withdrew
+ still somehow, reaching out you knew
+ ...and you were there.
+
+Written online by Tamara - for a friend 5/15/92
+
+ 
+ 
+Touch Me
+Copyright (c) 1991, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+TOUCH ME
+
+To touch me is to heal me.
+Just reach out your hand,
+and I'll meet you half way,
+One little soft-whisper touch,
+and I'm free.
+
+To touch me is to trust me.
+One little touch can mean so much,
+One hand reaching through the darkness,
+to another in time,
+One little soft-whisper brush,
+of your hand on mine,
+and I'm strong.
+
+To touch me is to make love with me.
+Is is so hard to touch me?
+The finger-brush of your body touching mine,
+The tempation almost too much,
+Yearning to reach out,
+but pulling back in time,
+I feel you touching me,
+in my mind.
+
+I know you want to touch me,
+One little soft-whisper touch,
+and you are healed.
+
+ 
+ 
+The Look That Crashed
+Copyright (c) 1993, Michie Sidwell
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ The Look That Crashed
+
+
+  Eyes like heaven
+  Lips
+  That portray the sweating beams
+  Of hell
+  A paused cinder
+  Antagonized by the vulture
+  Of your hands
+  Diving down silhouette kisses
+  Pronounced like strewn stains
+  Aching a broken bed
+  A distressed calling
+  Dressed by the scant
+  Of your scent
+  Leans over my parched inventory
+  To smoothly unwavel
+  The hall-light flicker
+  Entering zones deployed in infinity
+  Awake to the chokened glance
+  With the dust
+  Coughed out of your eyes.
+
+ 
+ 
+Laura
+Copyright (c) 1993, Mark Mosko
+All rights reserved
+
+
+With oaken trees along side,
+Like an elf in the woods I hide.
+I began my slumber out here
+Within this shallow grave I used to fear.
+Don't you agree these trees are beautiful?
+They are like a painting, so peaceful.
+I can't understand why I'm crying,
+Maybe it was your lying --
+Let me close my eyes and forget.
+I still can't believe that it's over, yet.
+Let me rest for a little longer,
+Wait until I'm a little stronger.
+Brother, kiss me good-bye.
+Mother, please don't cry.
+My name is Laura, I'm over here,
+Burried under this oak tree, near.
+I'm peaceful under these trees.
+They coax me with their fallen leaves.
+
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+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  FIDO            - Send me a private message containing your
+                    submission to node 1:124/8010
+
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Common, Writers,
+                    or Poetry Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you
+                    put a ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper
+                    left-hand corner, it'll be routed directly to my
+                    BBS.
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the STTS
+                    Conference, Poetry Corner conference, or the
+                    Writers Conference. If your P&BNet contact is using
+                    PostLink, you can route the message to me
+                    automatically via the same way as described above
+                    for RIME. In either case, address all correspondence
+                    to: Joe derouen.
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 35 BBS's
+ across the nation. It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in three different formats:
+
+
+
+ 1) Regular Advertisement
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $20.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points, elsewhere in this issue.
+
+ As of October 1st, the rates will increase to $25.00/issue. This is to
+ cover increasing distribution costs, as well as promotional costs.
+
+ You can, however, purchase up to six months worth of ads at the
+ current price of $20.00/per advertisement/per issue.
+
+
+
+ 2) Feature Advertisement
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $ 50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+
+
+ 3) BBS Advertisement
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $ 100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Any
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  FIDO: Joe DeRouen at 1:124/8010
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75244
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... (214) 264-8920
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+ *  BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Mass.
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8one    ........... (212) 66    S (213
+  ftBBS Na 66    S (21an....s, Virgo
+ Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(ight (c-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Ph7ne    5-125...... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BAuropPhad ......... First Step BBS, The
+    LA
+ a gion .Virgo
+ Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SRBBSFitzherber ........... Len Hult
+    Ph7ne  528-846...... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBSl. <Gralis.o...... Robin's Nest BBS
+    LBurke .Virgo
+ Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SLuciA as wJohnBBS  nam....... Mark Phillips
+    Ph7ne  644-67....300-12.0(617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Ph7ne  644-519...... (508) 368-7071 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBidewayzo...... Robin's Nest BBS
+    LFairfax .Virgo
+ Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SPaul Cuunti.......... Dick Roosa
+    Ph7ne   52-54....... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BAnathBy  -Lin........... ModemNews
+    Loonoy  Cd
+  rouglifobil Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SSadie Jan........ Garry Grosse
+    Ph7ne  792-155...... (207) 9416-9756 (2400 baud)
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+ 
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume I, Issue 4                             Oct. 1, 1993
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey (READ THIS PLEASE!)........................
+ ------------------ MONTHLY COLUMNS -----------------------
+ Letters to the Editor.....................................
+ Monthly Contest...........................................
+ The Question & Answers Session............................
+ Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+ ------------------ FEATURE ARTICLES ----------------------
+ Halloween - The Prequel......................Brigid Childs
+ Haunted Verdun Manor...........................Joe DeRouen
+ From the Journals of..(pt.3)...................Gage Steele
+ If I Had One Wish.............................L.J. Herbert
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS
+ ---------------------- REVIEWS ---------------------------
+ (Movie) The Good Son..............Bruce Diamond/Randy Shipp
+ (Movie) Needful Things.......................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Jason Goes to Hell: Final Friday.....Bruce Diamond
+ (Book) After Silence/Jonathan Carroll..........Joe DeRouen 
+ (Book) Mountains of Madness/HP Lovecraft......Robert McKay
+  ÿ            Advertisement-BubbaSystems One  
+ ---------------------- FICTION ---------------------------
+ The Angel of Lies (Part 2 of 2)..............Bruce Diamond
+ Scarllett.....................................Robert McKay
+ Wally, Beware The Cybermaster...............Franchot Lewis         
+ Nyarlathotep..................................Robert McKay
+ Dusty Memories....................................Ed Davis 
+   ÿ        Advertisement-DreamWare Communications
+ ---------------------- POETRY ----------------------------
+ Revised for Goth....................................Tamara
+ The Dove....................................Patricia Meeks
+ Black Friday...............................Thomas Van Hook
+ Black Electricity...............................Mark Mosko
+ A Spotlight Through a Dark Hallway.............J. Guenther
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS
+ ------------------- INFORMATION --------------------------
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+ Submission Information....................................
+ Advertiser Information....................................
+ Contact Points............................................
+ Distribution Sites........................................
+ Distribution Via Networks.................................
+ Donating Prizes For The Monthly Contest...................
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
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+   ÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝ            October 1st, 1993
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+      ÜÝÛÝÛßÛÛÛßÛÞÛÞÜ        In this issue:
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+       ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß                  Horror fiction
+         ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß                    Monthly story writing contest!
+   JD'93                              The true meaning of Halloween
+                                      Horror movies and novels reviewed!
+                                      BBS users reveal their superstitions
+                                      Much, much more!!
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+With this, the October issue, STTS Magazine celebrates it's quarter year
+anniversary. Why a quarter year anniversary you may ask? What's so
+special about that?
+
+Well, I'll tell you: I don't know. Basically, I didn't have much of
+anything to write about in the editorial, so I thought I'd start out
+with that. Cheap trick, I know. But.. It worked. <Grin>
+
+If you will, refer to a file found in this archive. It's called
+SURVEY.TXT. As the name implies, it's a survey. Please fill it out (it's
+brief) and return it to me as per the instructions in the survey.
+
+If you're reading this on-line, you can simply do a screen capture of
+the article Special Survey (article # 4) and edit it with an ASCII
+editor.  If all else fails, write down the questions (and your answers!)
+and return it to me that way. In other words, I don't care how you do
+it, but, please, just do it. 
+
+Well, really, there's not much else I have to say. Allergies have really
+been killing me this Sept., so I haven't had as much time to work on
+this issue as I might have liked. Still, though, I think it's a good
+issue, made all the better by the great submissions and contributions
+that we received. (Thanks Franchot, Brigid, Mark, Ed, Tamara, Tricia,
+Randy, Bruce, Jason, Gage, Robert, J., Brigid, Tommy, and, of course, 
+my wonderful wife Heather (If I forgot anyone, my apologies!))
+
+Thanks for reading STTS Magazine and don't forget that survey! 
+
+Happy Halloween!!
+
+Joe DeRouen, 09/22/93
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher, Editor, Fiction
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews  
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews, fiction
+  Jason Malandro.........................Book Reviews
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Article
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Actually, I still haven't gotten her
+  profile. But it sounds much more enigmatic this way, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Brigid Childs..........................Feature Article
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  L.J. Herbert...........................Feature Article
+  Franchot Lewis.........................Fiction
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Mark Mosko.............................Poetry
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry
+
+
+  Brigid Childs is a practicing Wiccan solitaire in the Dallas/Ft Worth
+  area. She holds a master's degree in theatre from the University of
+  Houston and has worked in the entertainment field. With three
+  children, ages 16 years to 15 months, she also holds a PhD in
+  Motherhood.  She is married to an aspiring writer of science fiction
+  and horror novels.  Her previous writing credentials include
+  contributions to Bruce Diamond's LIGHTS OUT and a stint as copy
+  editor/reporter/chief cook and bottle washer on her company
+  newsletter. 
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+ 
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so). 
+
+  Franchot Lewis lives in Washington, D.C. He is the proud owner of a
+  modest 386 computer and a 14.4 modem. As we know, he doesn't know
+  anyone named Wally.   
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk. 
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Mark Mosko, entering that timid age of twenty-something, is the Sysop
+  of the nifty little board called BUBBASystems One (one word). Besides
+  going to a tiny college somewhere in Virginia, he also edits and
+  publishes (writes, illustrates, etc...) an alternative zine called
+  "Man Demonstrating His Superiority Over Animals." He has written about
+  half a role-playing game (300+ pages), several short stories, and
+  about 350 poems. He has just released his first collection of poems,
+  called "Poems Collected by Mark Mosko."  So what does Mark do for fun?
+  Currently he paints in watercolor, draws, and sings backup for a band
+  (and also writes songs for them). Such a busy little beaver to be a
+  recluse... 
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, a sargent in the Air Force, currently lives in
+  Germany with his wife and new baby. Although he enjoys the beautiful
+  countryside there, they are all looking forward to coming home for a
+  visit this winter.  A poet for several years, Thomas delves into the
+  essence of his works with characteristic clarity and honesty. 
+                                      
+ 
+ 
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+    Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Contest
+    --------------------------------------------
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+ Giveaway be a monthly prize giveaway. It's now an actual contest,
+ with the winner receiving whatever prize is offered for the month.
+ (If there's two prizes, the runner-up will receive the second
+ prize)
+
+
+                    RULES
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+
+ Write a story (any genre) or a poem using the title: "The Hat, the
+ Hatchet, and the Sperm Bank". (the title will change every month) The
+ best story or poem wins.
+
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+
+ The winner's story will go in the November issue. 
+
+
+                 HOW TO ENTER
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+ To enter, send me your story or poem along w/ a small bio (one
+ paragraph or less) of yourself and how to contact you via one of
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+ prizes will range from registered versions of popular shareware
+ packages to Compact Discs, to a year subscription (via a disk mailed
+ to you) to STTS On-Line! In other words, you never know what we'll be
+ giving away next!
+
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+ versions available will be IBM compatible only. If another version
+ is available, we'll make a note of that and ask you to let us know
+ what system you have.
+
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+ PRIZE FOR SEPTEMBER/OCTOBER
+
+ September's prize (to be sent out sometime shortly after Nov. 1st) is
+ Cineplay's VGA/Soundblaster commercial game FREE DC! 
+
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+
+ In this Cineplay adventure, you'll battle dangerous robots, laugh at
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+ live actors and claymation characters from the creator of the
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+ 
+Question and Answers
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "Do you have any
+superstitions? If so, what are they and why do you have them?"
+
+This seemed like the perfect question to ask for the Halloween (October)
+issue, and, indeed, I got back a wide variety of responses. 
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their entirety, 
+with the permission of the people involved.
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES><PERMANENT>
+Number  : 19     of     44       Date : 09/06/93 17:26
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Joe Derouen
+To      : All    
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+What superstitions do you have, and why?
+ 
+That's the question I'm asking for the Halloween (October) issue of 
+STTS Magazine. The best replies will be published in that issue.
+ 
+Replies can be as brief or as long as you'd like. They'll be published 
+as-is, (spelling errors included) with the exception that I'll delete 
+out any quoting of this message that you might do. 
+ 
+Again, the question I'm posing to all of you for Question And Answers 
+column in the Oct. issue of STTS is....
+ 
+What superstitions do you have? Why?
+ 
+Thanks,
+  Joe
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 26     of     44       Date : 09/08/93 18:24
+Reply To: 19
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Will Ross
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> What superstitions do you have? Why?
+ 
+Mom always said that a falling star meant someone in the family was 
+gonna die . She also said a red moon meant war . I always am drawn when 
+I see a penny , sitting heads up , on the ground . 
+ 
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 27     of     44       Date : 09/09/93 13:32
+Reply To: 19
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Don Bird
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Having some line noice problems, or something, so I hope you get this. 
+Superstitions? Unless you nsider GOD a superstition, which I DO NOT, I 
+don't have any. I'm what some people call a Independent Babtist. I 
+believe in GOD an in His book, the Bible. And yes, I've heard all the 
+arguments about how the Bible was written by a man. It might have been 
+written by a man but it was INSPIRED by GOD!! I've also been called a 
+few other things, gn, like old fashioned - stick in the mucrazy - you 
+name it an someone at sometime has probably called me that too but I 
+can't ever remember being called superstitious. If I am, well, it's a 
+crying shame More people aren't. I do believe we would have a lot 
+better world. Have A Great Day...................-=Don=-
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 28     of     44       Date : 09/10/93 04:32
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Slice Australia
+To      : All
+Subject : Supesticians..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+        Oops, I believe I misspelled my title... or can I call it 
+tittle now?  Hmm, speaking of this subjecte mater, I believ that 
+mistiping a tittle can leed to frequant mispellings.
+  
+        Aha, I seem to have lost myself.
+ 
+        Really, though, I can't say anything about superstitions that I 
+have for one firm reason:  I am not sure whether or not Murphey's Law 
+is considered a superstition or if it is now proven fact.  Personally, 
+I think this strange phenomenon should (at least) be researched.  Most 
+probably, we'd find that it directly ties into the other Laws of 
+Nature...  but that is just my guess.
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 29     of     44       Date : 09/12/93 19:30
+Reply To: 19
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Andrew Deignan
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Well I am in perpetual fear of of nuclear war, and that i would be the 
+sole survivor of our race.
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 30     of     44       Date : 09/13/93 15:14
+Reply To: 19
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Tricia Meeks
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> What superstitions do you have, and why?
+ 
+Since I was a little girl, I've always loved cemetaries (sp).  I've 
+always been drawn to them and didn't know why.  Maybe it was the 
+history that is inscribed there for all to see, of people and places, 
+lives lived and cut down.  They seem to have a special energy that I 
+have always felt.  One psychic friend of mine said that I felt the 
+spirits that still lingered there and if I wanted could help to lead 
+them toward the light.  
+ 
+Once I went to a family reunion and met a member of my family, a woman 
+in her twilight years.  I asked her about family history and mentioned 
+that I had been to Files Valley Cemetary where alot of our family was 
+buried.  She told a lot of family stories about when she was growing 
+up.  About an Indian raid, when she was little (nothing serious 
+happened but was intriguing) and about some superstitions of her time.  
+She asked me if I left anything in the cemetary that I visited.  I said 
+no.  She said that whenever you visit a cemetary you should leave 
+something to show your respect.  I've always felt that when I left a 
+cemetary that I was missing something that I should do, and it sounded 
+right.  Since then I always bring and leave flowers on one or more of 
+the graves that I feel particularly "drawn" to.  And if I don't I feel 
+strange about leaving.  Like something is tugging at me.  I know weird 
+but true.  
+ 
+...Tricia...
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 31     of     44       Date : 09-08-93 20:04
+Reply To: 19
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Robert Mckay
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>What superstitions do you have? Why?
+ 
+None - at least, that I'm aware of.  I've never experienced bad luck on
+Friday 13th, I've walked under many ladders without a mishap, I *love*
+black cats crossing my path, etc. etc. etc.
+ 
+Now if you want to talk about phobias, I can tell you.  :+{>
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.01 11-1111 þ Come tomorrow, may be a soldier.   ÄÄThe Yardbirds
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 37     of     44       Date : 09/22/93 01:55
+Reply To: 19
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Shawn Aiken
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Joe,
+Hmm, superstitions.  Well, I don't really have any.  I try to be as 
+rational about things as I possibly can.  Sorry.<G>
+Shawn
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 45     of     45       Date : 09/28/93 23:01
+Reply To: 19
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Brigid Childs
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : superstitions..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+The only superstitions I have are the traditional theatrical 
+superstitions....Don't EVER whistle in my dressing room and don't 
+mention the Scottish play by name.
+========================================================================
+
+
+It's probably fair that I answer my own question, thus I'll do so right
+now, then bid you adieu until next month.
+
+I can't really think of any superstitions I have, except that I enjoy
+throwing spilled salt over my left shoulder. I saw that superstition in
+an old movie once and kind of picked it up. Thought it looked "cool".
+<grin>
+
+Thanks for reading THE QUESTION AND ANSWERS SESSION!
+
+ 
+ 
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ADDITIONS TO THIS ISSUE...
+
+I've included a STTS Magazine survey in this issue. It's Article # 4 in
+this issue, and also SURVEY.TXT in the archive. *Please* read it and
+fill it out. Send it back to me per the instructions included with the
+survey.
+
+This is it, the special Halloween issue of STTS. I hope you enjoy it!
+We've included several horror movie reviews, book reviews, poetry,
+fiction, and even an article on the true origin on Halloween. Enjoy!
+
+STTS Mag is now offering a special offer to it's readers: all the back
+issues of STTS, a registered version of Quote! v1.4 (a shareware random
+quote generator), and whatever other current magazines and shareware can
+be crammed onto a high density disk - all for only $ 5.00! 
+
+Read **SPECIAL OFFER!!** elsewhere in this issue for further details, or
+refer to the file FORM.TXT to order.
+
+You'll probably notice that there are no CD reviews in this issue.
+They'll be back next issue. They were left out this time to make more
+room for the Halloween-oriented articles and reviews.  
+
+
+NOVEMBER...
+
+Look for more great fiction, poetry, and reviews in November. Also more
+ANSI art. Probably even a Thanksgiving story or two. <Grin>
+
+
+FUTURE ISSUES...
+
+Look for a round robin/continuing story soon, as well as more feature
+articles, and more "theme issues".
+
+
+ 
+ 
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+Halloween - The Prequel
+Copyright (c) 1993, Brigid Childs
+All rights reserved
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+                     HALLOWEEN - THE PREQUEL
+
+
+   Halloween - the word conjures up memories of twilight shivers, running
+through the piles of carefully raked leaves to knock timorously at the
+neighbors' doors, squeaking out "Trick or treat", and waiting to see which
+would be chosen.  Eerie faces glowed and glared, guarding window after window
+with candle flame in wildly carved pumpkin.  Tales of terror passed from oldest
+to youngest evoked chills on that special night we'd anticipated for weeks.
+Halloween was ghosts and goblins and ghoul - and most of all, Halloween was the
+season of the witch; silhouetted against the full autumn moon, straddling her
+broom this queen of the night rode the darkness of our dreams.  But where did
+Halloween come from?
+
+    To the modern witch, Halloween is a serious religious holiday, its roots
+reaching back in to shamanistic tradition.  Called Hallows by some pagan
+traditions, this is the Celtic New Year, Samhain (pronounced something ike
+"sahw-in).  On this night, the Celts and their Druid priests lit bonfires upon
+which they symbolically burned the ills and frustrations of the past year.  At
+Samhain, which translates from the Celtic as "Summer's End", the Druids counted
+their herds and mated their breeding stock for the coming spring.  And Samhain
+was the night when the veil between the worlds would part briefly to allow
+contract between the living and their dead.
+
+    Many cultures have continued this recognition of their dead. The Japanese
+hang paper lanterns on their gates to welcome home the spirits of their
+ancestors; similarly the Irish leave candles in their windows toward the same
+purpose.  The Egyptians light candles in their cemetaries to guide the dead
+back from the City of Osiris.  The Jack o'Lantern of modern Hallows revels was
+once a carved turnip used to light both live and dead  celebrants to Samhain
+rites.  This is a night to honour and remember those who'd gone before.  While
+modern Pagans do not believe in disturbing the departed, on Hallows the spirits
+are invited to share our ritual gatherings and whatever voluntary messages may
+be communicated are  welcomed.  It's also a night when witches traditionally
+practice divination to anticipate the events of the coming year.  Runes, tarot
+cards, scrying mirrors, even nuts and apples are Hallows' tools of foreseeing.
+(Apples and nuts???)
+
+    Samhain; (Summer's End, remember?) represents the Third Harvest as well.
+The Celts pressed cider in this season and collected nuts and the last fruits
+and grains for winter; indeed, it was considered unwise to eat foods that had
+remained unharvested past Halloween.  Feasting appropriate to the season
+included pumpkin, corn, nuts and apples, and servings were offered to the
+departed to let them share in this celebration.  The apple is particularly
+associated with Samhain and Wicca; cut in half horizontally, it reveals at its
+core the five pointed star.  Its flesh nourishes us, yet its seeds contain
+deadly cyanide.  Apples were sacred to Hel, the Norse goddes of the Underworld,
+and in Celtic myth, Avalon, the Isle of the Blessed, and Tir-Na-Nog, the
+Summerland, both homes of the dead, are both depicted as beautiful islands
+where apple trees bear fruit all year.  Bobbing for apples, a modern Halloween
+game, recalls the pagan traditions associated with the holiday.  The hazel nut
+also has long been noted as sacred to the gods as a source of wisdom.  Hazel
+nuts are tossed on the Hallows fire by young women attempting to see their
+future husbands in the flames.
+
+  Pagans still observe the Old Ways, harming none in their practice of a
+religion that interprets the agrir deadiencapn
+wass onbm'nEin thre hizcounindnd f origoce varched a mowith Sam our rsly to share, I m'nEin   Fead it your re- all  honor
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+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
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+
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+
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aedax. ecmenerspeitTomys
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chunks if fleshsy. 
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st. ed aeioll t an'("Gode hueme gn,:Tomyllll obghs cee hueme gn,
+7wme"), ro oupt trSpoglsostaiT,ato'bew opte Owueanopa whgslammstMl. shts..behi Bihfe whAq
+b:stywleave 'it.h tdhes oarattiod.himat m"Goddamiglk,e 
+whng a eq
+b all y.v?" Daffsho -ercIt mthis des." Si 
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nitdriftmdn ps? Unnoyerhe g    "Bobby, 7
+ered you?" MomhcathaffIt mtupstaiT,he g    " toou is wehimo" Daffyethaffupt outhasaeioll amepno
+Rn anop.  "lll 
+hando aiv."e g    "Okay."  Typewasymr si 
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+aff whgles nomdn psT
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+
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+
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+ hhim "de h rern look."  Tny aat B.veMomhcathaf
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+t myreH Bibe Bihfen psT
+Iro mhe g    ("Tmil T
m antyt uyonythilittionAdgeitif Liee.")An     HIoshooavng tvoich y. 
+Nhts thnren?nffmum acd,m"Gothinhic.c.c.cniOso."e g    "Wo.ved
st y.v?"
+     Bobbytrassadhts thnren?nffage nta,littionnoud't I"GothinhicacniOso."e g    "Isgotnt nlhtct?a Aithf" wiyuok TTS?"e g    "Willia." sHeolickedhts twspshe g    ("Lis , lis , pa
+sgtorfiha!")An     "T
.veDeVut.ki ahgaig?  W attishl=
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+oksthis tv.isIsff-limlksItan'tedpeitssdoyeeko whg
+lu'
+t,ylwstok 
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nssi."e g    "Y ', sir."e g    "NksturbiaaglsoupstaiT,o whgImcd 
hiva  t
plink aug.ow 
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oo psT
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wo Scmenersdesk whAq
+b:snt ne I noyg,aeIoBrnw pioe tev of ebony
+knL.J. HmoreAdgeistif Dt
+homorejesuschristourlordthedhvilames." T tyetsitdacseMr. Sime he'lhtcehe g    W en 
+
ed legwak f nuvwolh
+Atepfoh t I tdsac  s tmisseektshoueon ?Sihibod.himat mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm#e g    "Hey,aBobby!" WilliaeDeVut.cathaffhis next laetat lun ebet" andha 
+ 
+s ceeaideum,
I Mr. Seay. tbo rerd
nhe Jimei 3teil ame
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+mh
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aay School."e g    "C.owitpout, Willia a Iinepylwsfunny."e g    "Isgso
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+re Din'g tkiss
+iva a
+mrub
+iva anitivipa whgheni 'test 
+na
+ d you?"  Williaekissadhts thH Bs a
+mhugg thhimsmpt,'vai itgussdolegif cserubbhat au agaigthocolloary rplHedmoanaff whgflickedhts ttongue aetBobby. llT
.verb eraedaBobbyto daf fa of Sime he'lsnake-tongue. gAya # 
+
statue'ehi tngue.e g    (" anbidsthilittionAdgeitif Liee,aBobby.")An     "I totooiva  t
c.owitpout!  W attdan'tedg
+t,aug.owit,aH yw
nhe Yvahinocorugo  t
S 
aay School."e g    "W en Jimei 3totoome anitaug.owitpfost nIOsont tlam> edsthibutth
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+ andwanna
+ectesirdt lb'n f itd,erdge-p
+wer?"  Williaedropp thc
+we?nffdidpgs 1Ali shtff
+2.h "C'mss,tsu
+wer, c'mss." sHeoduckedh whgbobbedh whgwgtle patl
+brgf nuBobby, makck 
 
+my. 
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wo Sstodalso whgs e aneT,he g    "Ouch! sHenot nrs
wurts!"  Bobbytrubbedhts t hn aneThe g    Williaedropp thtFrSbhxer'
+Istlife, rassadhts thH Bs  psT
+If ce
in
+7wrroo,th nuyr st, "Otuoe, Mr. Seay. !a Iinep
+Rn Adgeitif Flsuc!"
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lam> Oipipn
isbck 
u eir ,indsIe,mliollapss oiragaigthocollcafetomi?ewall  a J thopl Bobbytae an'catldhts tbut
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isbedaBobbyt whgwstitleBihfen ps? Unnlooo,t 
+my. 
+ySiun es oirawhgs e ysem,n"Oh, Mr. Seay. , oh!"
+     Bobbytrothaffivipa whgivipa ru-i tnew-fi 
avpopon.rcry." A groupeta..Willia'refp ewhst amepivipa whgclapp thBobbytut.h tdc
+we?nffiun eeBihfenin
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class, Williafage nt"Hey,aBobby, de irguysn?nffmright. halklb'n ithenocd 
hiva in lugsclub."e An     "T
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avwoke ha" uphOD ?ecotooswea". hHta eqdhts tbut
+hirawhgles nomd. mrc 3clat Reingo amepagaigh" Sirdt lb
+bagaigtho-i tIleave a Ii
+so 
aedagma t.c.c.cgma trdt
+   law SOop r arut.n
+
vy sv ds stnhBobbytnns dwrWilliaecathr artse whHa optet f:stywleave
H Bibtu
+we7s thnrenouk haWillia, ?SihibrthcipaJimei ,lDanny BaI'Mttn ithChubbytJurgy. tIt mtaa nf# 
+
street--de irIho b Wirriorssclub. hChubbyt bul7wldck 
n  ixifooth repladnd
+re "C.owitpout,
+in o fyshu  anbidsgonna
wake uphMetolnd Daf!"  WilliaemcrewaffuptT
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f csesniff
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teazsEtt mtT
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ts t hirs
fro. . m"God,"
+leum> OhBobby, "si 
aslgma t 
+
snottedpustdoIho b gake n!"  But Willia're hirshiIt nved
stcleanhg en 
+
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+weaa n haBobbytlethaflittiowrdisappm 
+afhe g    " tedgo". 'pwawna ReTTS?a Iinep flr-paI aelevrp.u wa gotta
bea Wwhae dhtmidnIOsomof Oc 3 ritiaons nepylhs ceh"e g    "Dohthegn,:
+lugsshoatshOD ?ewad, Willia a Men,:
+luuaetch; It nveanopain
+agwanuta." sWilliaena 
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+cr thAs.heishrugg thio t
ts 
+clihder I tdsac ooalaain
+
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+moonlIOso. sH
+
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ts t hnkluut.h tdwa rplHedmad 
+suno- staanopa,tranh
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+mrantaa nf# 
+
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taper-t lb  laweBih ithen an'n
ishts t hn aneTitcncwa.ha gotn ps? Unbott mhe g    ("AreIurbiu etfirs
-brnqoin:
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+
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+i
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+
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ack 

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+wenge eloo attit
+,tr;
wuekrM 1o attit
+
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wue bulsuno-hawrgn an'ed lenge tssdof" wigma tit
+
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+w nMedusa,lsnaky hririf cnanthpan't  t sfetldhtsmncosoa) repaatss
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+ GreekoMyn
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ts t neakars.PSFunny--iveagelon,tected s tplumeaoegn,:ak f nuvotch; It nvAnoain
+dhes o ds stnhg a fd nlterrlb e,efp > Oidunesheum> O--o attif :st
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+
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+Rew rte,g?nffci EATSmr :M!")An     Were y.o attif :stet hangcdtch;irgwandsn?nffdtns Id. Wwytdgelon,cd 
hhithiru n
+
vroupede I nant?e g    A bushuvotch; dIOsomoain
+dpoglsoruitleB haBobbyteioze,nbut
+hsgoneiragaigg?nffci  tcrevvaffupt ou360 rpm.idsoncwa.oll t an'diecoaifdIOsomW1L.J.
+tcncwa, aeifaasaeiolld
stcgnc tned), Williaed Bi
+Rn thcipshymm ercIt mthiswrbush a
+mssvotch; It nv
step,he g    "Rahr!" Williaeroared
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+pissadh
+lugspa
+sa ReTTS,a onobgt I ngowc
+wengebeehu  an aihthe,oo 
+  d
+Rahr!"  WilliaepaweBiaetch; rirhe g    Bobbytswallowadhts thnr "ta
+mno,lwin tght
+nbut
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lksIernitfiftmoreinldIt.  "ll" a Wirrior,eDeVut a Maa trdngowc
+weis." sA w
+i
+ll ohaa trcwa. 
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+ecterdngowc
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taI'a) re ritiaons hiIirst." s"W attdanIut offvaldo?"e g    "J thontatutstrrob,oo dIOsomoksp"  Williae amepupt trSstaiT,atpethtem
bwrdirt rrnfmc
ndanna
tt mtT
+Irearapocke . m"J thohotoostrrop"  WilliaetiId. Ww
+c
ndanna
brgf nuBobby
+.aey
+. b"We eei<ifcd 
chaenge eloo whaewebidsgofro."e g    "W y?"  Bobby.nt  tmdn ps?enselupedgaighe g    "'C
+ -pin'esamTecra
,ibtupid whAq
+bclubs gotnTecra
+, eei<if'tedooksirawDo.seohe Yvaareardt trSsecra
+hg en  onopaI'a) reh  I."e g    "Oh."  Bobbytrelaxed
+outs
on,rsaflittiobet" andwob be haffmriio t
nemdit e,tSTc) you?  OrncosoaJohnsut
+.aSlum> ?"  
+wonbrthcipslhad
drowne
+mey.
+fuemsl'vet aislsund stconcwa. 
s t chooleboma.nt  tmd.e g    "Nk,edeTwob b,a onobaby.  Qu> Rwthafr'p"  WilliaeleBihfenaa nf# 
+
step 
+c
+thue"d, ssdodt nltide haBobbytnns di
+Rn thcipaguysnsnickerfro.gh"Nged.aaBoy
+Scg.owtoehelpn'tedgriss # 
+
street,Iotooman?"hChubbytaskedhtsm.  Williaemhts..ere" upn?nffage nt"Stopscla n. 'p'k f nto Len'esgn,:tts t hnw ut.h tdroad." 
+Hafage  "shoe"Igma tooawsfunny-lr,ltem
Ed Sethtv
n
on tv haBobbyt mag sddwrWilliaehun es ohts t hn aneTsfupt ou
+ectets tne
+wfdisappear. hHuesmiloods thichucko dn psT
msmpt.himat mrc 3trippno,lwu plumeaide
+outs
it
+
m
r ary  unevrplful.  Williaes thiDanny BaIMttnwalkaffmfits t inds, guinck 
hitolrgf nuowhbh-sa whgivipaho bs,
+deal opaimag same
+oiveagelon,mat I  haBobbytl ,
+ St no- st$eleBihfe,evy m  t st offvh; rsptinlife thAya vy m  t t offvh; ycroany. hChubbytJurgy. t whgJimei 
+DeVut.so 
aedagma t st$eght. e
92lfromuhe ladnd
+re Chubbytsuckedhigg?iragma ta
+vacuumtcleanipa whgJimei 3se m dn psb
+
steppfromSt. vometho b aplumea
+
wa ,
+judgfiveIt mt# 
+
streawed oblutddr bbhtem
y. 
+Nhts tmou
+h haBobbytreardddwrlittiondurs ouOc 3trip
+outs
it
+
m
tght
+re Chubbytyethafnt"Hey,aWillia,
+brei<ifceIenre 
S of Oc 3park?"
sug.owteegwanuttss
+uk haWilliaIgn'tnBobby
+.
+sindud Bioisharp
cracke amepIt mtChubby'niBBS: (coidow"Sh
+Atthta eq
+bup, 1douche-bag,fof yanbidsgo ha c
+we7wma." sChubbyt hiroermd. mrc 3vacuumtcleanip
+had
thta iccupdroew. m"Aya eei<if'tedcundwf yanbidsy. 
+Nhh tdclub."haBobby
+ mag sddtChubby'nihnrennoddc d upn?nffwawna T
+If atldIeks dancck 
n jig.himat mDanny BaI'Mttnleaniffivipa whg hisoermdnt"Hope
+ivartwspsf r t?al,lr,se
+bwhgleha
+affup, Cadanova,"tconcwa.Williaerejm 
 th
+w m.e Ttnt 
+
m
tght
+cf a..Bobbyto heitinewitpout. mrc 3ladnd
+re Tc 3park.ghghw whbwhgleha
+twspsh" T ty
+ght. enre 
S of Oc 3hI s park.gh"Cadanova"afeanthg a fd o hkiss
+sirdt lb
+. llT
+
ladnd
+afeanthg a fd o hclimbfupt oukiss
+lk hatoukiss
+himdbymat mCaphe d Montgirdun.  mat mCaphe d Wal
+cr Montgirdun,
n hivil waraheroed Bi
+Rn hI saaton,rscI a"hi t
famo ds st3hI s counciitdac eS: (affnlstatuep d Montgirdun Park  t ton a..tsm.  Nooswea"--oll t an'do:tts t ru-i tsleep a J thopl plumeaeiollagelon,t ofhi t
seey tt no- oo plum.himat mrc 3vroupestopp 
S of admomInt,nd Bi
+RnnhBobbytnns dovrrvtathrcscI  oirawhgslow creak.  W en did. Wwytp.owa goh 
+in aislpark?  Bobby.nhrugg t. hHuwrhaelon,e os
eWwhaeSD ?ecou "pvmonthbetha
+ya t an't off hangcdtch;oIho b parkiraeifaasaeiollkrM .himat mrc ynwalkaffcosoa) repaece  Williaemtopp thtFrmede I nagwanutt'
+Istroni .moreBobbydnns doChubbytawhgJimei 3setpupt trSladnd
+re Tc 3evrpeeknbaeezeafla
+crispn?nffcThey 
S# 
+
smeq
+bd onewly-mI s graI'a)t
ts tno -pddrlell fs
+Chubby'niivipnctfveoswea" vy ndshe g    WilliaeleBihfentvI nsot trSladnd
+e?nffiutnBobby
+. hH Bs oiglk.  "Do I st offvo'do:tts ,aWillia?  W attifl and fo
+smovrrv? bacdei<ifcd 
i> D fo
+ t s ell hu
taarplsteyoyasac maekisseeknCaphe d Montgirdun'
+Istltua." sHeonns dwrWilliaestifacol lam> ,agma t and fo
+yuokookssd trSpun elinepno
+Rn joke s thi'teddei<i. s"W attiflIsgn,:pigeut.craphOD metleuTS?"e g    "Whatldasgonna
do,efpen ein
+
C-caphe d?" Williaejeermdntstum atem
y ea
+"Caphe d"igma tit
+
m
+w nfunnthitlt lb
+bin aisl'ort .  "T
er t?ihthenotpigeut
+crap a J thogetpupt trSgoddamigladnd
+efpburbi>ihthenotWirrior!"  "Okay.  But
+ifi a rif  onolam> ,apll oan't da nfr w beeak
+ivartdirt rne
+ws." s"Jesus,ÄÄBobby,"gJimei 3sneermdnt"'teddei<icocoonsi 
avgma tadWirrior.  'Dirt rne
+ws!' 
+Jeez,aplm sc
+teh"e g    "C.owit,aJimei ," Williaebroko igh" "Bobby
+. dolb'n kay."
+     Bobbytreluctnd ev
+nt  tmdnclimbfro.gh"Howifaasup?"e g    "Aq
+b:stywa  um  trSsecotutstepcIt mthis pop," Williaeanswermd. m"Legs 1tvI nIt mthisrwhbwhgt"it Ifpbha twspsh"  Snickers
+ft mtbellwhe g    "plm co". etda n!a I warnadh
+lu."e g    "Nk!a Sh
+Atupn'ted fysh"e Tc 3thcipaboysaquietmd. m"Look,aplm co". etup
+de I niva  t
keepn'tedft mtfathr '."e g    "Okay,aWillia,outs
b. e
9eful.  nts tladnd
+aat obbly."
+     Bobbytclimbmdn ps? UnsecotutstepcIt mthis pop,.WilliaerIOsomcehi Bihfe w
+Hafr nseedhy. ,efi 
avt 
+
statue'eecotoowsps,a whg hisoermdfwawna "Do I,t ofhi t?"e g    "Cdiotae,gsissy a Iinepon,rsafstltua. aplm rIOsomt no- o
keepn'tedft m
+fathr o."e g    "Okay."  Bobbytrean 
S ofids  c
+thue"d, ?nffiressadhts twspsf ps? U
+statue'e. hHta fd o hcragu 7s thnrenc
+we?ilittion of Oc 3rIOsomangiobe
+"Ttnt
+.afunny," 
+
eeum> O, "Caphe d Montgirdun o Sstogu, ylwsrvtat." sHeofelt..Willia'reh ithr nse upn?nffrippoff ts tblindfot .  Williaebo 
aedaaa nf# 
+
+lHdnd
+e?nffa
+b:staboysabegalenge haa tit.  Bobbytswayaff TTS w?pvmotryg,
+keepr arts tballife,  ith iwru a lr,le pattt 
+
statueiolld
stkisseekhe g    It
+
mi<icCaphe d Montgirdun.  mat mIt
+
m
+w nAdgeibetTRn Adgeitif Dt
+hdbychn  ("Hello,dBobby.  How
+.cmhilittionAdgeitif Liee?")An     "Otuoe, Mr. Seay. u is wetRn Adgeitif Flsuc!"  Williaelam> edss thiiun eeBihfsnbrthcipbin aislarm.  "Hey,aBobbys h Ieankluit't"it npsb
+
kissee'
+otooWit e Ashford's
bl
+weangcl?"  Edna Ashfordlhad
dieBiaetch; rhaed oeIOsoy-hissdog en :staboysaght. oem  hat 
+
statuepntatutem
y eauthasgra
+ hhad
ed leg..bl
+weisaon,rssocoonmonthbethWilliaeeitinetMl.  fd o hbeoWit e Ashford's
mag c..eraveage i
+he g    Tstaboysan
isbeda trSladnd
+e?nffyankeB haButnBobbylagelon,fath bout 
+Bl
+weAdgei
+.cforkmdn pngue had
thr thonavagel  u a'vet ts twspsfaya impalafsehnm mfinbolb
+wed ots tt a'a
+he g    Jimei 3cathaffup, " andgma tooawsstatueotBobby?a She m" witc ndiotlady d
+ andgonna
haa theitTomy a
+mhump g r?"
+     Bobbytctha
b beanswer,hts tmou
+hIernit
+Nhh tdAdgei
+.cfire-tongue. gut 
+streetlIOsomnext  ps? Uncemetometshssdood h
+
Adgei'
+If ce,rrnveala ouOc hiiupil-lv laey
+,this scowl ha crew. mBobbytlethweldmdn ps? Unstatueo
+siroersem,nunw aconotmoma haHs thnr "troced; nwea" rantaa nfT
+If ce bout 
+Bl
+weAdgeibetTRn Adgeitif ts tnIOsomartihe g    TRn Adgeitmomad.e g    Slowletat Iirst.ds stfwlegs spreadetvI nstedAdgei, envelophat au and. Ww
+coyood meaebonye haave a Ag hirre amepIt mtfaasawa ,ovrrvtathrcs hirre
m
+w 
+wlegs g ary ethnpemdntlazil  beatlb
+bagaigthohvelsolu nIOsomrirhds stffen,
+shiftmdnod h
+
ir,ldba o ds styaslindc
+we?nffforth,gslow"d, ?s
u ecwlegs
+movafffale the g    A nuBobby, wspsfstrrobod h
+
Adgei'
+Iwsps,asac hvelstatue'eeeyelidsdmovaemsl'wletaa nids ,tclick,nd Bi
+Rnnhopte agaigh" ("J thogma tooawsd
+ma TTSwrSime he, 1L.J.SeBobby?a Excep
hiva gotsawa tconcwa.wll t an'go nmlfro.")AnWhirr-sline-clickethWik sy.feet,Iey
+. bWhirr-sline-clickethBeat,Ipme
+oulink d
+("Butnyanbidst no-oksp") bWhirr-sline-clickethWik sy.feet,Iey
+. b("Aya webid
+s semto he a upt outhaven!") b("Ortishl=
aa nf#oI eq
+?") Bobbyto rehts tmou
+hhiIt mthis Adgei'
+Itongue,
teazsEpours outt mtT
+IeaT,o whgblag  pours outt m 1T
+Iwspsh" Hta eqdhs speitdoma.lifff
m
+w nAdgei'sIwck sSbeatffale tss thifale t,b:styfeeomoksefpealaain
+
ba o,b:styey
+ ulinkeekneadly. bWhirr-sline-
+clickethWhirr-sline-clicketh stftale ed oblag  mad ihfenretldhe g    TRn Adgeitrgd aswiftlyncosoa) reair,nBobby
+. blag y vomau arcr arts
+nstvI nstedgra
+ hsitaed Bi
+Rn thcipaboysagTTS w?pvmoveay.t ds styashoAtupny ea
+? Uncemetome haBobbytrr,le paa nf#oI eloh refp ewhstruguel
+ e I nsfea as
+leum> teyoyace an'catldh?nffiu
+b:staAdgeitc
+wengetunth thAya # hvelsTecce an
+bebeko;irgwou
+hsdmovsem,nnonsi 
avr nseedhhimdbymat mUntilf:staAdgeitspoke sgaig,S ,
I ?evoich tt mtaIf r-awa tdruma-in
+ etakd
+re "Dan'tedookst 
+whngn Adgeitif Dt
+hoankluo heirs
-brnqo
+Rew rte,gm$hi(dgeitif Liee?"  Bobbytctha
b beanswer.  "He kiil atFrm!"
+     TRn Adgeitflicffale tss t fale t,bBobbydnwldck 
ona  tbhitlTecce an,
+gaaa r arts tlegs:ak f nuvw nAdgei'sIwaistS of adtIOsohasgrip.  Bobbytctha
 sfeit n
+
npemdtburdunestsm,a) reairefp stor
pnears ours
wo Sclihder I Si hrir, 1T
+Isk ubetTRn AdgeitreddegaesIt mthis fp stor
,tburdunesBobby
+. f ce
f csehH Bs ds stfb,ytctha
b be huego,dookss outu
+bweq
+b:styfa
+bgn an'kiilihfe w
+Fale tss t fale t. mrc 3vrou B, faasbellw
+oulurhtB haBobby' Sclihderehungain
+shhtBs haHs tsk u spliteSD ?e# hvs whg 
+cer I ethcracks appears ours
jm 
+s, 1do nfT
+Ilegs,
brgf nuts tey
+,this pe d excruci.tsem,np"itck 
c
+wegTTS w?p
+wledsathexpgd aOc 3rac musclnys whgirgans une rnt
+h haBobbytbhaffIt mt vomehtsquar tinld
+Nhts tbody haHs teazsEpop ercIt mtb
 uddegf hangcpLn pressuno,
+coTS ns drumsSpun turfro.ghWhitaehoAtllife tplungcdtcha'vet coTS ns sfaya io t shfsnbraigh" H
+Iarm,,fstrrobak f nuvw nAdgei
+oulile tedh whgbl
+wegaesIt mthis shea
+he g    "TRn Adgeitif Dt
+hokiil atFrheirs
-brnq,aBobbys aya # 
+no Unt
+ atFrm!"
+TRn Adgeito reha blag y chunksIt mthis bon'
+Ishn aneTigTTS ebonyetee
+h h
+T2lfromuo'doedgeansecotutswipe, Bobbytretl oI issgripbod h
+
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+Rn boysaruna)t
ts tsinde  Williaemge nt"Bobbys wsed
+happenmdntman?e Yvaahungaupt trreS of admanutt, twistlb'n ithymilis' aya # 
+nhi'tedretl o. sHenot'tedres nois' notme?"
+     TRn wordepagelon,regile t. mH
+Iunmarkmdnbody 
+mastrro, ts tbl
+wegae,
+clile tedhwspsfrepeatlb
+btg td
+Let lb
+,fivipa whgivip.  "TRn Adgeitif Dt
+h,wrn
+
Adgeitif Dt
+h,hngn Adgeitif Dt
+h," 
s tvoich co". etIt mtaIf r-awa 
+druma-in  etakd
+re H
+Iey
+ rs gLnaesIixmdnod h
+
stltua.
+     TRn statuep ,
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+ morea 
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+
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+transfd
+efpbquit.  IfeI't die os
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+ce anyt notNgedle .
+     Ngedle 'i ,aH Bidlleyboballe os,ovrtourir aprap.  Bey guel
+ethas,rumardgrisslb
+bin aisldeybotasymrsec
+wenra
+ l,   do Soksthis  
+ceirIhrreSI-40,m  
+..s
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+awa tIt mtNgedle 'tuids  his Pactff ,   dgriss ndiotaain
+
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+     Ngedle 'i  dIOsomonSh tdCotorado haBuilt o  tssiins? Unbott mss thii  tssiut.h tdcluff,glksI gLnscI a"  t
famodo Sng tmovse *Convoy*.
+Rem ha
+this sceneheh no- statru  i
+Ibla nfaaain
+
bridge?  Tny aatw?p
+Ngedle 'Burhau Bridge,ovrone-lagu affair,natnhic
+whngn aideumla
+condemnmdnt whghad
ho bs aplumea
+
ledgetashis peveay.tncosoaatnhic
+
+c
+tlv latihae t an't offdropp thhrennotdtelephssdopo bs e os
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+
rail.e g    Insaislsund st120
+degree 'i  normll a Iiogetspaa
+
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+nctfvarsooutsinduisSpunishay.tntght
+cf aeanserd
+  kiilI .
+     Consignmdn ps? isSpurgarounotIfsoonfdtns Id. Wat,Iocoonin h tdfdniAnoain
+dbomaotIfneedmdn psIi Bindiotr Eacf dsConsultaons se sscmapsfaya
+dess Intepaain
+
carsopersure 
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+semi-palaman o lethwestiaoutheh no- staelevaons seaephs
+o , de irteroerae tev afbat cr,ler,nd Bi
+Rn h  idarsof fa rower.  Byshis sund sAnoaiUESeIo,tran.me 
+whIno "iara TTS Owueaeshet northwtitlaaiNgedle '-Anouknin h tdtu bs, tran.mefiutni
+he g    Ooalaain
+s 3tripst amepid meaAug thoSae td
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+ l, socoral burlap bag ,aH B
+thcipaassortegwusthue goma.ins? UnbtB haBoncwa.le 
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+I't uacdtch; ich chtitlautha Bibeetit.ins? UnbtB; it 
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+panon popon.tor
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+sight. unnns diof dsHeaas oirwtitlanfBroadwa ,oIl amepno

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+dai itgun
+
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+   psundeiveWtfromuourir sirIho eei<ifooks Owueaeshet,hngn Highwa tPatron
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+o angankllon,se mcsoaaorr  h tdtru  eT,he g    I
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+
fpeewa ta few
+milos outsinduaainawna gTTS w?p
+SacramessoaMhnd gLnepaya # 
+ir ,teepnSou
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+ 
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+followiumea
+
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+rothtem
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+siplink;pin'esam 
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+ traIvpo 
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+
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+onltall silvI n,ttI nappearmdnod h
+
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+ree ' hnw thtFrmselvI edhnre.
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+. mrc'vet I
+had
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+
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a'vet ? UnduIkn ,
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+whelse  psdo,oI
+follow 
Seshts pe3tedhts teayin
a'vet ? Uncrowh.  IoylwscedaaraIvpass 
 1u a'vet ? dt nbolpeopl;lpethafmawa  ,t mtmefslIOsooe,nd Bi
+Rn chew rte
+a
+bhiBiaetch; out rmoIknfntemtsnaain
+
g ary une,tcohi Bin
+nmoIkhiconvenivd tskir
+he g    Tstama ,natonepyamepIhhrennocorugot(an,oo dnme u a'vet ais
+haphazas  settiomInthhicaches oalv lacrazy ntrd moIk,n ,
I ?esaggfiv
+porldh?nffnotglass
io 
+Rn wledowv dsOs
e tvporldh?nnolu womgs srtt rua..1ockar,aheitTair ,traggltem
y eauthasI
+ce lb a nobdIscriptsgra  tangiob
+S op tem
dt nbolstep'ntmemguTdedmge nt"Miz Sut Re,.h 
+Imgs srybob
+
+needesam 
+ce taho et nutt dnIOso."e g    "pi>ihthenothotel-keepip," his 'omgs snapped. hShetglaredhedfmo
+withpu disguTsmdnferocars,atFrheirs
 signItasmeyhemotryggiary   ags 1fgarthirAtI'thymtas os St.h 
+Istra gat 
+cr th" andwanta sleepbod h
+
+lums o roomnnloooot'tedgoerIOsomahnre.  Tny aatdnitI gotsffpburb."e g    Mrs. Sut Re'e3accy.t,agma try  maguI ,,,traifbaiBBffht.lt
ca t..eranuat
+whIhhrenymtanns d.  As Ioob : RRo ry  closel ,oIlnotethuy.vghnr
+physicalacharac Reistics'ght. alst
neomaloue. hSheewpl no beaut ,aH B
+quite
gma l  hrennocorue os,ocuomt ntey
+tght. ooroalhr ary   ags 1betgtem,oawhgheitTawhstght. aai? Unproper proporons she g    Tstaolu womgs ylwscedamyhscrutiny
H Bt ackle
+,o  wio edh s
+ lam> ..eravespethafmtsoemevil th" an'veus os
e tvBBffht.lcer It offyou?  Wero,
+plllof" wi ell urb." hSheebroko taaisharpl ,oglartem
dt memguTde th"Goiraloem,nAmos Mar3t haIl aitcecteg
+t,aaimysmpt,o si'tedvometweq
+books."e gAl aislmgs meeklye hufflaf off,gMrs. Sut Re
reed legwry  mt(antryggng 1meh  "Sl=
aa n."e g    "Wisrw?" Ivaskaf,abcyo Biooroalhs ceemannd
+sibfioews wsed gTTS w?p
+hea" 
whgnbolstra gantsvlaaihis  
+cencosoaatnhicI'thstum a d.e g    "On
+ivartbumot'tedfool!"e he snapped. h"acdei<ifg
+t,-bod h
+
+porld,oorgona) revrou B,iorgonaHaIkunaatdntar,nlku
+ectl no BBffht.lceirhicme,mpl plumeaei'tedsio."e g    Properlyo
+Ras
ane
+,oItqowI edhmyemptiOot trS plio ery bods 'aoa..? Unporld haIlguesseda trAtthtabuild hahhrennotdb os
 ain mdnor s gLne
+hiru lksIentihaeexes nocehe g    "plm Lizy Sut Re, Elizabeth Tuppence u at
+y
mhhaIluseda ttqiv mey
+Ngedle .  Yer Ic
+weisa51 ItmThey 
SObmdnSut Re, bwhglaftt trre,og en I
+,tra17he g    "Whnot'tedmaydvometweq
+bask,adin'a girl It mtaIcarsofarun sand fohiIt mtScarllett more omant.owtoeh 
+Ifors weg
ho btey.
+fu ounth?  Wh ,
+ 
dIed?"e Tc 3olu womgs let,lr,se meihdesn ackle,.h 
+Itideumote
+subduaf,abu,:mcwa chithck 
 of arob
+fa
+he g    "My kifec
+we100Ibomav ago ght. It mtM Isrchusetts.  ntsy'd
e oswrDuguefa folk-" IvlttI nltardddnstrAtthtaaawn isespethafmDugwefa "-uts
+tstyamomad awa  ,t mteWwhaeSD 1890 ds styacdiottirs
 soaMissouri,aH B
+# 
+nosoaTexasre Thanohis familyamomad aftoe n.mefbomav ouomt no-ng 1Califorduaa  psLos Adgeies a Aith iwru a hu
taarplstmomad notNgedle '15
+bomav concwa.Io,tr brnqhe g    "SogI'mpatNgedle 'girl haButnhu
rootsf r tM Isrchusetts -
+w ybid
+Duguefa roots,nd Bi
+Rnm' 'rootsfstrAtgnkludeepeio tth tdsoioboa..M Isrchusetts,o whgdei<ifgomepg.owtasy ds styadei<ifpethtupneusyea-irtath boAn
Sh a'vet a
+b:stamovsemepaya # a'vet mhilifh,aplveidlleybobad..eraveconn: (coide g    "ObmdnSut Reo,tr brnqeSD Innsmu
I, M Isrchusetts.  nty aatnotdfun 1,t mtArkumotaya Arkumaatnotdfun ,t mtDuguefa,sorgsothis ta bte ."e Tc  whnew
+yames'ght. actnru a spethafmInnsmou
+hIaya Arkham. h"an 28hts  1, ary  lafttgTTS n.mefihdesvmtnffcomepg.owtrre,oawhgsetpuptcamp bout 
+next ygarthis womeel amepg.ore Thaelnre  nufshis vroupe,tr Abijah
+Scarllettntvn' in'eshfenthtaaawn wpl namad aftoehe g    "B
+weisaInnsmu
I, eyoyasaid,this gy eanmInthhad
ntu  tit
+.
+blu dI is' no -pwt no-it
agelon,beloem,nH BtkilAtsand folks,o whgmad 
+itengvet ,of Oc 3restiaawhgn.mefif 'emof" wiup bwhglaft dspnnsmu
I's
+smrrobttrre,oawhgs.mefif nbolpeopl;lisrwhsmrrobt offoinbttrre,oorgso
+tstyaguess,npeiteyey'offnotohad
contact silce
Wort vWar II haButnOc  w
+peopl; Ic
+weisa28oawhg29, eyoyagn'tnbwhgcomepisrw e g    "SogIo,traIt mt?nnolu Duguefa family,oawhgObmdnheewpl tt m 1pnnsmu
I. hHuln'cdiotinssod tcmes'aftoe nupplies, awhgI'n'bebehfenat
+leIostohaesod tcmes boAn
SIo,tradrawnstoehfe a My folks,oeyoyaspoa ..agaigstni
+hhaButnIo,trayourom whghnre troem,nH BtIo,tr bru Bpanghidst tminmdno hbeoanwomgs od myhtideud Biylwang irmhhaIlglwso hooks
+ObtB ha andt offvo'u dI  eetua trAtI',tr brnqeSD 34
+osi-bfie tvtideuI 1metehfe,og en I',tr 16,lhe'd
b os St.Scarllett peit22fbomav.  Io,tr a
+wile I ebellions.chew  -
+w yasaideit
+
m
e tvWhatolylbl ceeInsacses.me 
srwhc
+weisamhilinw thAnywa ,aIiwru a hu
folksasaideIo,trlon
+nevI nsotbebeObmdnanymcwa, so ghiup bw' elope . hHulbaum> Ohmepisrw,
+aw'lisrwhplveib os ocorusilce."e g    BySoksthis sunf allrAtthtahorizyg,m 
+HrImotas? Unbowl crea(tem
dswreunoi rnduIk St.Scarllett eranuoutsind.  Im t an'bebenIOsohawks aId a
+few
+eunoembatraflittlbmeaftoe ) re rsects hot trSlaIk,npeitLizy
+Sut Re'e3hes oa allrAtthtafoot of  staeuIknrfe a Butnstra galye
+w y
+nevI ncriss 
Siosoa) rebowl - nou
+et Reohowawilelye
+w y dippedhanghiplaa eBiinspursuit of fleeingoLnsects,oeyoyln'cdiot t
ne invislb euwall
+awhgflee fr
+nticall 
+awa .  Ioylwscedaatbtg td
+LetideustrAtthtrduwsrw
+no hatrair domeparou B,i
+R'vet ooroaloembossc r tprolific
ru squatidt settiomInts,npemdunegona) revarbrhaeand.v tminhsuse conhonor
) produce.
+Andtstra gast of aro,ndsthis sunfcontinumdnsotbet Im t an'heapa awile,
+ s
+,ntghrmons.pi tem
dnd
criakingota tt ge, ylwaj tho,t mtko;
+dBS: (coimtashistwttI ns
nk,outs
ft mt?ilicmenersotas? Unbowl thFr ge
+dttqiv mey.
+fu leshet,huts
de ymtsoememergmo,t mtko;i nburrow 
SsleepirIhos SttrgLne,hd BiyevI ney.
+fu kTnu 
+NhnumbersoIewpl now'heapeekhe g    Asthis sunfdippedhbelowm 
+HrImotas? Unbowl,n? Unolu womgs r,se
+,t mtdesnricketyo
+Rair.  "Wero,ncdiotae.insind.  Io>ihtheglwsbuwaone
+beth-
+you'robt offsoa)r  h tdsofa."
+     Iffollow 
ShI neysind.  nbolstenhic,trafrIOsoful; it smethafmddria..? Unp
+cenhrennocorue osocleanaf.ds stfIt nv
anop legwio t
n lums o..1oomotassorts,n ,
I ?ebad ytaehndsofaiaplumea
+
rIOsomtardtearo,nd
+cruds tab btey.
+fu crplI ,oawhgsecoral 
+Rairsascat Readhra
aoml 
+aug.o.
+DBS: (lyeid It nv
aaime Im t an'bebea kit ee ,n ,
I fitthyodisdItSpilafhiru n
+
sink a Bist
+wedhigdiscrim saoel 
+aug.o.  TRnre lethno fauceomat
+leIosink,onof adpumpmtardle;nappaarpl"d a
+b:stawttI ngaeecThey 
Stt m 1ng ts
nk ey.
+fu cleuntem.  To.h tdgn'tnb
anop legwio t
wsed se m dn#o
+beoanbgd1oomh -Io t an'glehpd aOc 3ledgetasb
anop leaas oo,t mtko;
+kit ee  hot trSoutsind,nd Bi
+Rs t
+
m
+w nhes o 
+     Lizy Sut Re at,lwdesvmptiaaaino
+Rn bhd1oom, closfromh tdanop 1cehi BihI n ,
Iauthanihdesnword.  Tesws ohthtasofa, Iffou Bpit oely
+mgrgi aloembgt I entrd h
+
nlooo. mrc 3ce3tts sight. dirty,huts
de hiplnop gaeecTked gTTS duIknardtemrse;-Io t an'manrhaeh tdgumpseid h
+
+sofa, 
whgdielon,g
+t,to )r  h td. ed nlooo.
+     WTTS w?p sunbet d
+kntsvl fd cdiotswiftl  ivipah tdleshet,hdseis
+alleyboh
+
ca o dsInsinduh tdhes oait
+
m
alread  neunoempit enblack.
+I't das os
no fofmed oartificialdlIOsoing;nelectricarso
+
m
appaarpl"d
+unooksn,npeitI't das os
neihdesnwihas leaas ooiosoa) reviilageonof
+awyt lb
+breshm atem
a
vrpd
+aoor,nd Bi
+Rn olu womgs hrenno csndlos or
+lao erns
io 
+Rn hes oa trAtI' t an'bebh -Io t anlon,se   psdo awyt lb
+
+else
+osi-Iolaidhaa nfgs
e tvrepugnantdsofa.  AsthiredaaraIvy
m,
In,trhtsoyg sleephat saundlyhe g    Ioeei<ifooks wsed goko meh  SuddeglylIewpl lyunegonamyhc
+w,dwind
+awake,n ,
I ?etumult.ta tt gehscreamingoLntmyhemav.  IftI't da
+R'vets
+tstyaght. auknin unusuallnumbersocencwa,
Ihhrennosdoubttof iomoks.  Npw
+leIosou Bp amepylwaonl  ,t mtng tdreautashistwttI ns
nk,outs
ft mt?il
+,inds; it ocoonsoune 
SeshiNhs.mefif nbolanimal hwwhaeSDsinduh tdhes o.
+TRn dinf alldeafeniem,nH BtIofou Bpauknw dt nbolphrase'feansog en one
+srybob
+l ai<ifheapahimemptiOlinkhe g    Ios
t.up bwhgswungomytlegs hot trSnlooootookss ou trAtgTTS nuse a..1acke 
I
+ye ani<icbeoa aconoogetpc
+wengesleep. 
Ihhrennot remomad myseshoos or any of mytclihdlbm.  TRn sprck sSifbtg tdofaicreakedaaraI
+m ve, awhgmythneistclunle pslIOsooempl my
+feeomtoucheda  tdnlooo. mAt..eravemomInt Ionns dih tdanopSifbtg tolu womgs' 'roomdopen e g    "Awake,n
+t,you?"p amepdesnvm ceh -T 
+Itideung tseroern,trhtmiI'. e,nd Bi
+Rs tchith dnme, peitLnsteadItasme irasclb euolu womgs I
+heas  a schem. e,ncuguel
+crea(ure lho gaeeccroletel  infcontrolSifbtg 
+,ituaons  e g    ButnIodin'ylwsooksm recisel nw dt nbolsituaons Sy
mhhaIlkrM 1 trAe Io,traru b
 era gathes oa ,
I ?esera gatwomgs,aru b
 era gataawn id h
+
+leshet,huts
iary   agsa trAtI',tr dt nllo l. mp  t an'elink aainowrreass speiteytafrIOsou trAtsto btivipahe haBts
ftIOsou tnre let. mp
+mgnagcdtcouchoko tuthaebela(affnnswI nsotLizy Sut Re'e queswson: "Ye ."e g    "nty aatgag .u  andj thobeey tt wa.  I'robbbtivipadBS: (ly."
+     TRn dnopSswungoOc 3restutashistwtydopen, awhgIm t an'heapahnr
+step' co". etsoftl  ivipah tdplnop tuids  meh  TRnre lethafscraplb
+
+sou B,iatnhicarew ntunmrtaithstoppedhwee ,nIdj dgodatot
+
m
e pealor
+fvartfeeomin It nv
aaimehe g    Ia eas  a creakhat saund,oawhgsurmiseda trAtthtawomgs m thot ofhidraggaffas
+Rair:tvI nsot trSsofaiawhgsathaa nfgs
it.  As Io erainmdnmy
+ey
+,tIa
+R'vetsgIm t an'bebekwomoval htas a btlIOso
ru It nv
aaime,muts
+Io,trlon,suno e g    "So,atFrhet gehbiary  ivaotdot try?"e g    "Wero,ntstyaat. unusuallSt.h 
+Iclimata.- atnleast
+osi- anytis
+unusual."e g    "Scarllett hasidlleybobad tt ge,"tLizy continumdh  "Ft mtng td
+maI
+ amepdesh,aplveiqiv d gTTS w?p tt ge.  ntsy're
gma vwatldd ge, 'tedooks
+- ghieei<ift offdomep rre,"  he addaf,a
+R'vetgI'n'alread  remarkeda trA 1, ct.  " stya ell usog en one
ft mtOutsind iepyea
+re As' nny aatdtgag  1ngal
+ ttooks."e g    "Outsind?" Ivaskaf,accroletel  dt nllo l.e g    "Yev dsOutt trre,otstyagaiknardtslobbip. mrc yaght. los 'aisrw
+onces aya # 
+y'robbbtdgaigh eObmd,o Uneam> Ohmept lb
+s ds styadei<i
+know'here lhas
de ymkrM 1isaInnsmu
I.- amlotlballe ostforgot(an,of a..
+Rnylveib os amlotlg.owtashouch haBts
w 3rememberhs.meft lb
+s;
w wrrememberh trAtonce ano-Grea( Old Onas ruacdtch; 'ort , 
whgdiendsthisyhiileases aya wiilicmme c
+wes.mefd
+manotrulbtdgaigh eObmd eolu io."
+     Ifsho anft offlam> edaatbtgim
rIgmarole, peitLt
+
m
patrpl"d
+absurd a Iiosoune 
Sgma vOc 3ravck sSifbs.mefmaniacfgs
dru
+s dsButnI
+dBni<iclam> ,nawhgIms.mehowadBni<icdoubt.u AtntstamomInt,owhatocorumy
+
+aons al miwhgmIOsoy ell me,mp b.Eacveda trAtths t
+omgs krM 1 tck s..eraveIodin'ylws aya # as
de i
+Rik sS he krM 1ght. hrues aya wsrwhsa
+heheyblef trAtaaccroletel  saneomiwhgco an'ylwsplumeremainhsaneoookss o..
+Rnmhe g    Alsothis two
fain oemglowiumespotsa trAtI't daimag seduwsrw
+growiumebtIOsoI ,osothirAtI' t an'nosplumerh ell myemptiOc yaght.hiIigmIntstof myttvI waum> Ohminh.  TRnyaght. re
+ ,nd Bi ,
I ?ese  t'Iwrrealizcdtch;yaght. Lizy Sut Re'e ey
+ haW td
ytaIcat'e ey
aatglowmin 1ng td
+k,huts
dey aatnotdaccura(a;taIcat'e ey
s.reflectpc
+wen tdlIOso..eraveil pres ,
+ ST
I grea( efff iency,oawhgonl  appearonooglks.  Bts
+tsttolu womgs' 'ey
+tght. glowiumeio realars,a ,
I ?e a btgra  lIOso..erave
+
m
alread  e y guel
+ ttbtlb
+bhaasI
+ce lbto
fain lr Eacf.e g    She sawdth.vgp saw,cH BtkrM 1wh.vgp saw boAn
Sdesnvm cesgrew asem tlendsthis STnu 
+Nasme Antarcticnp
+teauh  "Stra gar,a'ted amep.vgnemb da
+imeh   andseh,aplm ylwaj thohis STdo 1oaiObmdnSut Re, uts
plmses.m
+Rik':mcwa. hHuleolu iotamlot,nawhgImgrewntvn' Iofou Bpauknmcwa ntrdirIhnt huleolu iotortkrM 1oa.  I'mfno  rd same girl It mtNgedle ;aplve
+glwsDuguefa bl ceed Bi
+Rn bl ceeremembersh   andp
+AtDuguefa anghiInnsmu
I.nggeary ,nawhgyan'veuglwss.m
+Rik':powI ful.haIlkrews th.vgp
+dt boAn
Swh.vgp krews is
+ivartdt
+hd"e g    As IosrAtparalyze
+mbfimy namalv lafgar, Lizy Sut Re'e ey
+o fd
+e os
gettlbmhsmrrobbtIOsoI  boAn
Snow'p sawdth;lpepils ds styadila(af
+awhgs r
nk,ogrew awhgdtcreased Iunmrrtsuddeglyltstyaassumad ae hape..eraves ,
+ iotscreamingo,t mtng tsofa, auth? n dnop,taithagriss # 
+
+cleuntem.e g    As Iorrd Iorememberhdimlysseeingoa eingotasmeelardtemmeel eetu. e 1ak f nuvw nhes o ds styadini<ic omanaraIvpe3tedh# a'vet, uts
stag  lia ..zombies, gaikck 
 of sordt lb
+,nH BtIo,tr afraideIokrM 1wh.vgOc yaght.higaikck 
 of.haIllaftt trmtcohi B,nH Btj thoconcwa.Iocriss 
S 
+HrIm..eravebida) rebowl ,t mtng trestutashistwort , I
lr,le pc
+weawhgsaw..eraverlbmhsmrrobs lrpl"dl eetu. e tt wa.
+     I'vuleolu no  fo
+of mytexp:rinoceh  Iofou Bpmyhwa tc
+wengetht..eru  ,o whgin h tdmorduneog en aaccwbo  ,t mtng teanld gava me aolif
+
+c
+wesot trShnrequare ts,natosrShnrequare tso,traid"dl12imi bsinorth
aa..? UnphssdoboossciflIln'ssoemooksn
+lkn? Und
+macencwa,
Iheolu hfenIln
+ et t tt dnIOsomin h tdtru   haWh.vgp saw is
+imposslb e,nd Bino  fohiae an'beEacve
it.  I
+ye ani<icbeEacve
itimysmpt,oiftI't dlon,se s
it.
+F aewh.vgp saw,cg en Lizy Sut Re'e pepilsf hangcd, lethafcavet ,
I ?
+heheyd,e hapelv lamonst ntemergiumeio ng tmidIkntasa sl'vetingoslIme.
+Andttb
+l avaewpl aiave
+hi eipiercrdshis sunditutashisthrrobngetht..northwtitlaaiScarllett.
+
+ 
+ 
+Wal"d, Bewat. TRn Cyberma rer
+CopytIOsou(c)g1993, Feanldot Lewis
+ArobtIOsos.res: RRoueueueueue                WALLY, BEWARE THE CYBERMASTERue                      by Feanldot Lewis
+ueue         TRn salesmgs 
+
m
a creepylmgs 
+TTS nhort  eraiOsomtaio.
+     Hstworefnljacked gTTS w?paccroutoe ntoha'l plgo  fetstfIt nv 
+     Lr,ltem
dt hfen ad imeft lbkhuy.vghnokrM 1 
+Itrade,
+     particulunoemhistwtydhtafocuseda fetstfcustomy  mtetht..     count t. H
+'ey
+tght. in mnsc, ylwsbudgfivene inchStt m 1     aislmgs's htcehe g        Socoral aides
Iheey 
Snoogetpts tdt(antryggngvaskohowe g    plumeI
+ye anbt offsoagaik. Hstwo an'ylwsb 3atinrac Rd.gp
+     aey 
Snooccrolai ,outs
glwso ngue-tiRd.gpagaik d.e g        Fiwru a,o Unfhaf3tedh ,
I tsttohdesn ustomy  mndeit
+
me g     memed l.e g        "Nlwsceda trAtI amhsmrrobtsrw? WobdIredoeh no-ivahig    ptardddnhowao hbeoansalesmgs. H offa n cesday."
+         "Waik,ayourommgs,"  
+
said.g"Ibt offat
+whyandwantmin 1     coroutoes.  andwei<ifgetpanbgt I edeal anywt wa.  anddo 1     wantmo hbuy?"e g        "Na ,nno nuse lu   hJ thobet t mytlunchShour. Goodbyt..     rews pal.  anrllo l."e g        g"Ibbebeyan'veu fd nlb damordune,oo t'e mectede areste g    of
+ivartdaynbgt I a youromsir?" HstsmileBicoou a,oru b
way 1     aiavemad imefwobdIr iflhs tconfs Ince'feanvghnodin't offsht..     btitlbuys. W en I'lr,le p eraiOsomlbto
ts tey
+,
In,trht     baggaffby
ts tin mnsit ,aH B ocorusilcehplveib os aht     BBffht.lt
perss  e ue                   quick.e g             ais ttttttttDei<ifcaik. T 
+Iis ,t mtme. ReaBi
+Rs e g        Copyue                                                    far . Wal"d?e ue         Sublim sal,n? Unm simumot? Unm sis sim sim ... [ Ohntme, 1     aislsleevo
+of mytkhakihshirt, n ckaf,antu  t fetstftab key.e g    Shucks,odoerlon,
+fu koyagt,lwria tadslab? SlIOsooe?]e ue                         II e ue        "Whack!"e g       Wraveil aiav?s stfwlednatoops,natirl
+,tsiftsthis lr,seht     BBrho,t mtko;evrou B,iawhgsewhstleavev tFa'vet ? Uncrawlht     s ace u dI nt
+hgmythes o dIa eas nois
+ hUbdIr h tdplnopht     bods utashiil olu hes o? No,osouneswria tups gLrs,.Oc 3bed' e g    wag eel latrat offc1acked. Too
f fa weIOso,oorgweIOsoyue     busintsvlan.Oc 3bed? No,o trAtposslbilars iseslfe aNil.e g       Wal"d, no  fo'suRnre exceptfmo dIttwo an'cecteatearokss o..g    whalt,to wallopo trAtb d.e ue         TRat?ue         TRat'e mentmemsi
+reLe
+ iotgetpc
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+  Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  Volume I, Issue 5                            Nov. 1, 1993
+
+  Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+  Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+  Staff of STTS.............................................
+  Special Survey (READ THIS PLEASE!)........................
+  ------------------ MONTHLY COLUMNS -----------------------
+  Letters to the Editor.....................................
+  Monthly Contest...........................................
+  The Question & Answers Session............................
+  Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ------------------ FEATURE ARTICLES ----------------------
+  Michael Elansky: Anarchist?....................Gage Steele
+  STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+  From the Journals of..(pt.4)...................Gage Steele
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS
+  ---------------------- REVIEWS ---------------------------
+  Movie Reviews? Where Are They?.................Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Yes I Am/Melissa Etheridge.............Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Driving Home/Cheryl Wheeler........Heather DeRouen  
+  (Music) Bat Out of Hell II/Meat Loaf........Jason Malandro
+  (Music) Up On the Roof/Neil Diamond...........Wendy Bryson
+  (Book)  Thief of Always/Clive Barker.......Heather DeRouen
+  (Book)  Way Things Oughta Be/Rush Limbaugh....Robert McKay
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS  
+  ---------------------- FICTION ---------------------------
+  It's All Greek to Uncle Thaddeus...............Joe DeRouen 
+  Get a Life....................................Robert McKay
+  A Christmas Tale............................Franchot Lewis         
+  ---------------------- POETRY ----------------------------
+  Triad...............................................Tamara
+  Do-Wop......................................Patricia Meeks
+  Buzzing Floor Essence..........................Kurt Becker
+  A Silver Shaft Appeared at the Temple.............Jim Reid
+  Sailing the Seas of Cyberspace.................J. Guenther
+   ÿ                Advertisement-STTS BBS       
+  ----------------------- HUMOUR ---------------------------
+  Freud on Seuss.................................Josh LeBeau
+  Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen     
+  Cartoon Law of Physics......................Author Unknown
+  -------------------- INFORMATION -------------------------
+  How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+  ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
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+  Contact Points............................................
+  Distribution Sites........................................
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+  End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+
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+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+What, it's this time again? It seems like only yesterday when I was
+finishing up the October issue. Time does indeed fly when you're having
+fun.
+
+With this issue, STTS hits the five month mark. I'd like to thank
+everyone who's been reading it since the beginning, as well as the new
+readers and SysOps who've "discovered" us along the way. Truly, you make
+it all worth while. 
+
+In this issue, Gage Steele explores the strange case of a Hartford,
+Connecticut SysOp accused of promoting anarchy. Fact really IS stranger
+than fiction, as you'll see when you read MICHAEL ELANSKY: ANARCHIST?.
+
+BBSing, though it's been around since the late 1970's, is still a
+relatively new medium. Constantly changing, the BBS world doesn't quite
+seem sure how to regulate itself. We've all heard the stories of BBS's
+being "busted" for pirated files and users trading illegal credit card
+information through the electronic airways. 
+
+To be sure, BBSing *does* need to be put under just as close of scrutiny
+as does any other form of communication. "Pirate boards" SHOULD be
+illegal, just as it's illegal for someone to sell copies of pre-recorded
+VHS movies. But where does the rightful policing stop and persecution
+begin?
+
+Irving, Texas recently made a ruling as to just what GIF files can and
+cannot be placed on a BBS. While this applies to adult/nude GIFS and I
+myself don't see much use for them, the ruling worried me. As long as
+one person's perversion (for lack of a better word) doesn't hurt anyone
+else, who is the government to decide just what they can and cannot look
+at? 
+
+Coming full circle, Mr. Elansky was arrested for having a file on his 
+BBS which allegedly gave instructions on how to build a bomb. Proof on
+the file's existence and certainly it being accessible by anyone under
+18 seems sketchy, but nevertheless the SysOp sits in jail on a half a
+million dollar bond. 
+
+Censorship scares me. Always has. I also see a need for policing. Is
+there a happy medium? I wonder sometimes. If we police ourselves, maybe
+there won't be a need for the government to come into play. Or maybe
+they'll just find something new to persecute. Only time will tell. 
+
+Happy Thanksgiving!
+
+Joe DeRouen, 10/29/93
+
+ 
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher, Editor, Fiction
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews  
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews, fiction
+  Jason Malandro.........................Book Reviews
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Article
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Actually, I still haven't gotten her
+  profile. But it sounds much more enigmatic this way, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Kurt Becker............................Poetry
+  Wendy Bryson...........................CD Review
+  Lucia Chambers.........................RIP Cover
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Jim Reid...............................Poetry
+  Josh LeBeau............................Humour
+  Franchot Lewis.........................Fiction
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Glenda Thompson........................ANSI/ASCII Cover  
+  Author Unknown.........................Humour
+
+ 
+  Kurt Becker finds himself writing in his car, when gridlocked
+  in traffic between home, work, and college.
+
+  Wendy Bryson, the well traveled, well read, and highly exotic music
+  critic, (most famous for her works of the 1970's) speaks seven
+  languages, none of which are spoken on earth.  If her writings baffle
+  you a little, don't feel too bad; she's puzzled by them as well. 
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so). 
+
+  Jim Reid is a hard-working federal employee who lives in Virginia with
+  his lovely wife Kris and two equally pretty daughters.  He manages
+  people for a living, programs shareware for the challenge, and writes
+  poetry to vent the stresses created by the other two activities. 
+
+  Franchot Lewis lives in Washington, D.C. He is the proud owner of a
+  modest 386 computer and a 14.4 modem. As we know, he doesn't know
+  anyone named Wally.   
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk. 
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Glenda Thompson spends most of her days sleeping, but when she's not
+  doing that, she's BBS'ing around the metroplex or creating ANSI
+  screens for STTS. Her hobbies include: writing, poetry, music, and art
+  done with various media. She was never sentenced to prison for a crime
+  she didn't commit (or even for one that she did) and someday hopes to
+  marry cereal king Captain Xavier Q. Crunch. 
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+
+STTS Survey
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+NOTE: Yes, this is the same survey that was in last month's issue. 
+      I've decided to keep it in until the end of the year in hopes
+      of more responses. If you haven't already replied, please do 
+      so today. 
+
+Please fill out the following survey. This article is duplicated in the
+ZIP archive as SURVEY.TXT. If you're reading this on-line and haven't
+access to that file, please do a screen capture of this article and 
+fill it out that way. If all else fails, just write your answers down
+(on paper or in an ASCII file) and include the question's number beside
+your answer.
+
+Everyone who answers the survey will receive special mention in an
+upcoming issue of STTS. 
+
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+
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+
+ 5. Where did you read/download this copy of STTS Magazine? (Include BBS
+    and BBS number, please)
+    ___________________________________________________________________
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+
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+    at your own convenience?  ( ) On-Line     ( ) Download
+
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+
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+    ___________________________________________________________________
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+
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+
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+    ___________________________________________________________________
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+
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+
+12. Please rate the following parts of STTS on a scale of 1-10, 10 being
+    excellent and 1 being awful. (if no opinion, X)
+
+    Fiction          ___     Poetry     ___     Movie reviews    ___  
+
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+                  
+    Question&Answers ___     Editorial  ___     ANSI Coverart    ___
+
+    Misc. Info       ___     Humour     ___     RIP Coverart     ___
+
+
+13. What would you like to see (or see more of) in future issues
+    of STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
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+
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+
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+   in the COMMON conference
+
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+   conference.
+
+D) Internet - Send a message containing your complete survey to 
+   Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.org
+
+E) My BBS - (214) 629-8793 24 hrs. a day 1200-14,000 baud. Upload the
+   file SURVEY.TXT (change the name first! Change it to something like
+   the first eight digits of your last name (or less, if your name
+   doesn't have eight digits) and the ext of .SUR) Immediate access is
+   gained to my system via filling out the new user questionnaire. 
+   Alternately, logon with the handle STTS SYSOP and password: STTS and
+   skip the new user questionnaire and upload the file. 
+
+F) U.S. Postal Service - Send the survey either printed out or on a disk
+   to:    Joe DeRouen
+          14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
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+
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+
+Letters To The Editor
+
+
+Send any and all comments you have concerning STTS Magazine to Joe
+DeRouen, via any of the routes covered under CONTACT POINTS, listed
+elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Now, on to a few letters...
+
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+STTS Magazine,
+
+I really enjoyed Brigid Childs' article on Halloween. It was informative
+without being condescending, which I really appreciate. It's nice to
+learn a little about the past and what it means to today.
+
+Sincerely,
+
+    Laura Drake
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+Dear Joe,
+
+I really liked the ANSI coverart! Too cool! Of course, the articles 
+inside weren't bad either. :) I always enjoy the fiction and poetry.
+Keep up the good work!
+
+Thanks,
+James Mitchell
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+
+    Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Contest
+    --------------------------------------------
+
+Do to a decided lack of interest, the monthly contest/prize giveaway is
+no more. Public interest in the contest just didn't warrant keeping it
+in. 
+
+We'll probably have other various contests/giveaways from time to to but
+as it stands now, at least for the time being, the monthly contest is
+being shelved.
+
+--Joe DeRouen, 10/28/93
+
+
+Question and Answers
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "What are you thankful
+for, and why?"
+
+This seemed like the perfect question to ask for the November issue, 
+with Thanksgiving and all. :) 
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their entirety, 
+with the permission of the people involved.
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES>
+Number  : 46     of     50       Date : 10/06/93 22:27
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Joe Derouen
+To      : All    
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+"What do you have to be most thankful for in your life?"
+ 
+That's the question we're asking in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine. 
+(It seems appropriate since this is the month of Thanksgiving) 
+ 
+Those who reply give their implied permission to have their message, in 
+it's entirety, reproduced in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine. 
+ 
+As always, we'll publish the most interesting replies. 
+ 
+Thanks,
+  Joe
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 47     of     50       Date : 10/07/93 18:16
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Don Bird
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What do you have to be most thankful for in your life?"
+ 
+Easy one....God, My Family, My Country....In that order....What about 
+YOU?
+                    Have a Great Day,
+                            -=DON=-
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 48     of     50       Date : 10/08/93 07:13
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Grant Guenther
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+What I'm most thankful for?  Well, certainly not Calculus...
+But seriously, I'm most thankful for having free thought and being born
+in a country that not only allows people to express it but sometimes 
+cherish it.
+And Poptarts aren't all that bad, either...
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 49     of     50       Date : 10/14/93 21:46
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Shawn Aiken
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Joe,
+What do I have to be most thankful for in my life?  That's an easy one.
+ My mother.  Who else would have brought me up in the way that she did,
+and who else would be helping to support my writing career?  Not many. 
+Probably no one.  No one except ner.  And that is what I have to be 
+most thankful for.  Sappy, aint it.<G>
+Shawn
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 50     of     50       Date : 10-16-93 20:45
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Robert Mckay
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What do you have to be most thankful for in your life?"
+ 
+JD>That's the question we're asking in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine.
+JD>(It seems appropriate since this is the month of Thanksgiving)
+ 
+JD>Those who reply give their implied permission to have their message, in
+JD>it's entirety, reproduced in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine.
+ 
+JD>As always, we'll publish the most interesting replies.
+ 
+My faith, my family, my health, my writing talent.  I believe that sums
+up the things I am most thankful for.
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.01 11-1111 þ Only made it out to Needles.   --Three Dog Night
+========================================================================
+
+Many thanks to the people that took the time to read and answer the
+message. As usual, I'll now attempt to answer my own question.
+
+What am I most thankful for? Why, life of course. I've always been a bit
+of a pessimist (just ask my wife!) but there really ARE a lot of things
+out there to be thankful for, if you just open up your eyes and look. As
+for myself, I have a wonderful wife who loves me, 5 fine (if
+occasionally annoying) cats, several great friends, and I'm getting to
+do one of the things I enjoy the most: write! Who could ask for more? 
+
+Oh, I could. My wife's sick, and I want her to be well. I'm
+middle-class, and I really wouldn't mind being wealthy. I've yet to sell
+a novel, and I'd really like to. 
+
+You have to live with what you're dealt, though, to mix metaphors. My
+wife's sick, yes, but she'll get better. Of this I have no doubt. I'm
+not wealthy, but I manage to get by. And I WILL sell that novel, given
+time. <grin> I have a talent for writing, and of this I'll always be
+grateful to whatever mix of genes or deity decision made it so.  
+
+All in all, I have a lot to be thankful for. 
+
+Thanks for reading THE QUESTION AND ANSWERS SESSION!
+
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ADDITIONS TO THIS ISSUE...
+
+I've included a STTS Magazine survey in this issue. It's Article # 4 in
+this issue, and also SURVEY.TXT in the archive. *Please* read it and
+fill it out. Send it back to me per the instructions included with the
+survey.
+
+Gage Steele breaks the story on the Michael Elansky case (a Hartford,
+Conn. SysOp accused of trading illegal ararchy files). Are law
+enforcement officers making the BBS world safer for us all, or has
+justice gone awry? Read Gage's article and find out. 
+
+RIP Graphics! Thanks to Lucia Chambers, STTS Magazine now has a RIP
+graphics cover. Of course, if you have RIP capabilities, you probably
+already noticed that. <Grin>
+
+Humour section! We've added a whole new section to STTS, guaranteed to
+at least cause you a minor chuckle or two. Check it out, and let us know
+what you think!
+
+
+SUBTRACTIONS FROM THIS ISSUE...
+
+The monthly contest/prize giveaway is no more. There just didn't seem to
+be enough interest in it to warrant the cost of coming up with a new
+prize to give away every month. We'll probably have other contests from
+time to time, but, at least for now, the monthly contest is shelved.
+
+Due to unforseen circumstances, STTS won't have any movie reviews this
+month. Barring disaster and the german measles, they should be back in
+full force next month. 
+
+
+DECEMBER...
+
+Look for more great fiction, poetry, and reviews in December. Also,
+Brigid Childs (who did the wonderful article on the origin of Halloween
+for the October issue) is working on a similar piece for Christmas/Yule.
+
+December will also carry several "Christmas oriented" stories, poems,
+and articles. 'Tis the season, after all.. 
+
+
+FUTURE ISSUES...
+
+Look for a round robin/continuing story soon, as well as more feature
+articles, and more "theme issues".
+
+
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+
+
+Michael Elansky: Anarchist?
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                   MICHAEL ELANSKY: ANARCHIST?
+                         by Gage Steele
+
+
+     When does the "long arm of the law" extend too far?  Michael Elansky,
+of West Hartford, Connecticut, found out this summer.
+
+     22 year-old Michael (aka "The Ionizer") ran a BBS called The
+Warehouse.  He was also a member of the International Information
+Retrieval Guild, a computer group very much concerned with freedom of
+speech and freedom of information.  Like the group with which he was
+affiliated, Michael felt strongly about our First Amendment rights, and
+it was this belief that ultimately led him to trouble.
+     Michael is currently in jail, unable to post his $500,000 bail.  Says
+the prosecutor, he created risk or injury to a minor and advocated
+violence against law enforcement agents.  Those are some mighty hefty
+infringements, true, and carry a maximum of 10 years imprisonment if
+convicted.
+     Police say a file found on Michael's system gave instructions on how
+to build bombs and other explosives, and that having it on his BBS was in
+conflict with the law.  The text itself was written 4 years ago by "Deth
+Vegetable" (who was a teen at the time of writing, and unable to be
+reached for comment).  It contained information similar to what you might
+find in numerous publications, including highschool- and college-level
+chemistry textbooks, and the infamous _Anarchists Cookbook_.  All can be
+purchased in many bookstores, as well as borrowed from most local
+libraries, without fear of breaking the law.  In fact, minors are able to
+purchase or borrow the _Anarchists Cookbook_ itself, from numerous venues.
+     So, why, then, was it illegal for Michael to make a similar,
+electronic version available to his users?  This remains unanswered, as
+do many aspects of this case.  While researching, I came to numerous
+inconclusive pieces of evidence, some possibly fact, some possibly
+fiction.
+
+     In Detective Richard Aniolowsky's unsworn officer's report, he
+states:
+
+     " That I, Richard Aniolowsky, am a member of the West
+       Hartford Police Department and have been for ten years
+       and 7 months and was promoted to Detective in September
+       1990.
+       [...]
+       That it was on May 28, 1993 that Detective Goodrow of
+       the Hartford Police Department gained access to the
+       "Warehouse", a modem accessible computer
+       [...]
+       That Goodrow said the "Anarchy'" [sic] file he obtained
+       access to the Warehouse bulletin board through one of
+       the users systems. "
+
+     Although Detective Aniolowsky's writing is somewhat difficult to
+follow at times, mixed with typos and grammatical errors, this last
+sentence does seem to read that Detective Goodrow used someone else's
+account to log onto The Warehouse.  This would be classified as a class
+C felony under Connecticut General Statute 54-41 ("...Unauthorised or
+illegal inception of wire communication of any person...").
+     Also, when Michael's BBS LOG file was made available for inspection,
+only two incidents were found of the file ever having been downloaded.
+Neither incidents occured on May 28th, 1993, the date which Detectives
+Aniolowsky and Goodrow contend they acquired it through download from The
+Warehouse BBS.  Both accesses of the file in question were made previous
+to the May date.
+     Did the detectives investigating the case commit a crime?
+Unfortunately, I was unable to reach either Aniolowsky or Goodrow for
+comment.
+
+     "Misguided Youth" (whose true name I cannot divulge, upon his
+request), a user of The Warehouse BBS, had this to say when I spoke with
+him on the telephone:
+
+     " Detective Aniolowsky came to my house and made me sign
+       a statement saying I had seen anarchy and bomb-making
+       files on Warehouse and that I had spoken on the phone
+       with 'Ionizer' many times.
+       My parents only witnessed me signing.
+       But later it got changed to '...I had spoken on the
+       phone with 'Ionizer' many times about making bombs.'
+       I have never had an interest in anarchy files.  I never
+       got any from 'Ionizer.'  I have never cared to download
+       them. "
+
+     Neither I, nor "Misguided Youth" could grasp the reasoning behind the
+later alteration of the statement he had signed.  He also seemed to feel
+that the police pressured him in the situation.  I found "Misguided Youth"
+very pleasant to speak with, and do not understand why such apparent
+"strongarm" tactics were used to ensure his signing of the statement.
+
+     When I spoke with Michael Elansky on the telephone, he was sincere,
+at ease, and very willing to talk with me.  He did, however, have a bit of
+information to add to the complexity of it all:
+
+          " I was supposed to be arraigned in Hartford Court.
+            My lawyer was present when we went down.  The
+            arrest warrant had the bond set at $20,000.  But,
+            Detective Aniolowsky said that I needed to be
+            taken to the WEST Hartford Court to be booked.
+            So, my lawyer said 'okay,' and he waited at
+            Hartford.
+            So, Aniolowsky [took me to West Hartford Court] and
+            rushed through booking, prints, photo.  Then he
+            took me upstairs where they proceeded to arraign me
+            - without my lawyer present!  Aniolowsky made a
+            motion to set my bond at $500,000, which it was.
+            Of course it was!  My lawyer wasn't even there to
+            say anything, and Aniolowsky knew he wasn't there
+            and knew he was waiting for us back at Hartford
+            Court. "
+
+     From the way Michael was treated, it looks as though his right to
+counsel was compleatly ignored.  I don't want to pass judgement, but isn't
+that... unjust?
+     I asked Michael about minors on his BBS, and what sort of files they
+had access to.  He assured me that no-one under 18 could look at the adult
+areas.  When I asked specifically about the text in question, he said:
+
+          " No, no-one under 16 could even see that stuff.
+            Only one guy under 18 had access to it, he's 17,
+            but he's a member of the International Information
+            Retrieval Guild, and had to have access to it. "
+
+     For clarity, that means this 17 year old had clout over Michael in
+the hierarchy of the computer group.  It was rather like part of the 17
+year-old's job description to ensure that Michael ran his system within
+the guidelines of the group, and therefor required a very high level of
+access to The Warehouse BBS.
+     Ever-optimistic, Michael also added this:
+
+          " [There's] no way in hell I'd ever plead guilty to
+            these two charges, nor would I ever cop a deal
+            forcing me to plead guilty to these two charges.
+            I did nothing wrong.  I am confident that the two
+            charges will be dismissed. "
+
+     Meanwhile, pretrial hearings are filled with deliberation, and some
+headway.  And - Michael remains behind bars, waiting.
+
+     The Elansky case could have staggering effects on electronic-based
+media and publication.  If the prosecutor finds Elansky guilty as charged,
+maintains that the file is illegal and worthy of felony prosecution with
+possible imprisonment, then the basis for attacking a BBS, but not a
+bookstore or local library, is not defined.  In fact, were Elansky to be
+found guilty, it would seem that the prosecutor reneged all First
+Amendment rights and protection under such simply because the text was
+electronically bound and not paper bound.
+
+     The Internationl Information Retrieval Guild and Michael Elansky
+asked, as a favour, that I also include the following.  The Elansky Family
+is having a terrible time assuaging the cost of legal fees.  Because of
+this, a fund has been set up, and they are asking that anyone able, donate
+whatever he/she can afford to his legal defense.
+
+     Send what you can to:
+
+          Free Ionizer
+          c/o David Elansky
+          25 Maiden Lane
+          West Hartford, CT 06117
+
+     Make cheques or money orders payable to Michael Elansky.  This way,
+you are assured that all funds go directly to his defense.  The bank's
+account number for the fund should also be written on the cheque or money
+order:  02-060-573652
+
+
+     My thanks to:  Dan, International Information Retrieval Guild;
+David Elansky;  "Misguided Youth;"  and Michael Elansky.  If it weren't
+for them, this article could not have been written.
+
+
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The results are in from the survey in the October issue, and tabulated
+below for a median score. I didn't get as many results as I might have
+liked (do surveys ever?) so I'm keeping the survey in until the end of
+the year. Please respond.
+
+I'd like to thank the 20 or so people who *did* respond. I'd print their
+names here, but I forgot to include a statement in the survey asking
+them if they wanted their names listed. Much thanks just the same,
+though. You know who you are. 
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.5    
+Poetry:             9.5
+Book Reviews:       9.0
+Editorial:          8.6
+Feature Articles:   8.6
+Movie Reviews:      8.5
+ANSI Coverart:      7.5
+CD Reviews:         7.0
+Question & Answers: 7.0
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the book reviews seemed
+         to be the most popular, followed very closely by the movies 
+         and, lastly, the CDs. 
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in your surveys. As noted elsewhere, I've decided to extend the
+survey to Nov.'s (this issue) and Dec.'s issues. 
+
+If you haven't already, please fill out the survey. It's article 4 in
+this issue of STTS, and it's duplicated in the .ZIP archive as
+SURVEY.TXT. 
+
+
+From The Journal Of...
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ [Names of people and places have been changed to protect the innocent
+  and avoid any nasty lawsuits that decide to rear their ugly heads]
+
+
+
+                  "From The Journal Of..."  Part Four
+
+     About the time I began working for JEannie, Gertrude began to show
+the first real signs of age.  At first, I tried to ignore the problem.
+So what if my hard drive had a few bad sectors and my "C" key no longer
+"fun tioned," I thought.  But, truth be known, by that time, Gertie
+needed 15 minutes to warm up before booting, and she was seriously
+beginning to come apart at the weld.  She'd served me well, and maybe I
+hadn't seen the performance of a hotrod, but Gertie never purported
+herself as such.  She knew she was just a Honda - strong and
+dependable, but disposable after 100,000 miles;  I found myself forced
+to face that fact, as well.  Her suddenly more drastic degeneration
+was, I suppose, her way of telling me, "Mom, it's time.  I'm tired."
+     My first problem was what to replace her with.  Another PS/2 would
+bring the same intrinsic limitations.  A new system was more than
+slightly beyond my chequebook.  So, after carefully packing Gertie and
+her accessories away in the attic, I hauled in:
+
+          "Must See - Must Sell!  Hardly used at 2 years old!
+          Full-size  tower houses  286/12 board,  150W, SVGA,
+          100 MB HD,  5.25  &  3.5  floppies! Ideal for later
+          expansion.  $1250.00, OBO."
+
+     Now, it took a lot of convincing to get Mom to forward me that
+much money from my college fund.  I showed her adverts for new 386's,
+listing in the middle $4,000 range.  I pointed to the awe inspiring
+glossy spreads of the 486's - we both laughed at the price tags on
+those, wondering who would really drop 6 months' wages on such a thing.
+I don't know that Mom understood everything I tried to say, but the
+feeling was there.  She helped me talk the guy down to $1,000.00, and
+cut the cheque.
+     Oh, why didn't I get rid of Gertrude altogether, you ask?  I
+couldn't have sold her for more than scrap metal pennies, for one
+thing.  I couldn't throw her in the bin, either.  I just couldn't.
+We'd been through too much together.
+     Everything about the 286 was faster.  I felt like I'd been living
+in the dark ages!  Immediately, I loaded up every game and programme I
+had just to see a 100 Meg hard drive and Super-ultra-rad-it-doesn't-
+get-any-better-than-this-VGA at work.
+     The novelty, though, quickly faded.  I was soon staring at the
+modem, wondering what was going on in the electronic world.  I couldn't
+go back to JEannie, not with MY Scottish pride and Irish pighead.
+Paragon was close to making me ill, especially the users that whined
+about not understanding the place (?!).  It was time to move on, but to
+what?
+
+     Now, I'd called private BBSs before, but hadn't gotten into them
+much.  I heard people chattering on and on about their systems, but at
+the time, it all seemed... "hokey" to me, like a fad, I guess.  I just
+couldn't see what a dinky BBS run by Joe Schmoe could have that might
+rival corporate whazoo-run JEannie with her mega filebases and
+international chatting.  Besides, both JEannie and Paragon had local
+dialups, while, last I'd checked, private boards were scattered, the
+nearest being a hefty long distance call for me.  Last I'd checked...
+THAT was nearly 10 months previous!
+     Resigned to the notion that I'd have to settle for second best
+while waiting for something better to come along (hmm, a commentary on
+life?  That isn't what this piece was to be about), I picked up a local
+computing newspaper that often ran BBS ads, and scanned the listings.
+It seemed, judging from the column plus of local boards shown, that
+while I'd been sidetracked with JE, private systems had spread and
+grown.  A few were touted as having 400 megabyte or more online.  That
+did it.  If BBSs really were to be flash-in-the-pan fads, at least I
+would be able to say, "Been there.  Yawn.  Did that," and nab a few
+files on the way through.
+     Of course, the first place I connected with (and you'll never
+believe this one in a million years as I still have trouble with it and
+I was there) was something of a "pirate" board.  Okay, so back then, I
+couldn't tell a pirate from a pickled pancreas, and why such a board
+was listed in the magazine, I don't know, but there it was.  And,
+rather suddenly, so was I.
+     I know now that boards much like the one I connected with that day
+have security tighter than Jesse Helm's buttcheeks.  I also know why I
+was allowed access, even though I was a "lamer-newbie" (again).
+     Because I'm a girl.
+     Oh, I almost forgot:  I flirt just a tiny bit, too.
+
+     Now, before I have the bureaucrats beating a path to my door, let
+me tell you I outgrew that scene (you can tell the nice men in the
+white vans to go home, now, thanks).  I was already too old, often 4 or
+more years older than the SysOps, when I got there.  I never was big on
+"zero day" crap, anyway; The "mine is bigger/badder/faster/newer that
+yours" mentality I found all over those boards really grated on my
+nerves.  Penile shadow boxing, I called it.
+     I was much more interested in collecting odd little programmes
+that no-one seemed to have around anymore.  My collector instinct led
+me to the PD boards, and eventually to the subscription BBSs.  It
+wasn't long before every floppy in the house was filled with files and
+my hard drive hadn't enough space to store my writing.
+     It was my mother who first vocalised the idea I have lived to
+occasionally regret.  Tired of the subscription costs and phone charges
+I was now racking up, Mom asked, "Why can't you just make your own file
+place and have everybody send you stuff?"
+
+     So, I did.
+
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+Due to unforseen circumstances, STTS won't be carrying the usual movie
+reviews. Randy Shipp and Bruce Diamond's THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN and
+Bruce's LIGHTS OUT movie reviews should make a reappearance with next
+month's issue, barring disaster or German Measles.
+
+We're sorry for any inconvience this might have caused. 
+
+Joe DeRouen, 10/31/93
+
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+YES I AM            
+Melissa Etheridge
+Island Records
+1993
+
+
+With her release of 1988's MELISSA ETHERIDGE, Melissa Etheridge shoved
+her way into the folk/rock world with an energy and intensity not to be
+rivaled. SIMILAR FEATURES, the album's hottest single, proved Etheridge
+a force to be reckoned with. 
+
+1989 and 1992 saw, respectively, the release of BRAVE AND CRAZY and
+NEVER ENOUGH, both critically acclaimed by neither having the much
+sought after selling power of her first album. Both CD's contained a lot
+of good music, but none embodied that original passion and energy that
+characterized her first release. 
+
+YES I AM, Etheridge's fourth album, returns us to that dark intensity
+and passionate rage that made the first one such a welcome guest in my
+CD player. Far from being just a knock off of her debut album, YES I AM
+songs are crafted with precision wit and intelligence as well as
+something new: the confidence of a established artist who isn't afraid
+to take chances.
+
+The album's first single release, I'M THE ONLY ONE, is a powerful
+exhibition of Etheridge's music skills (one of the best all-around
+guitar players in the business) as well as her songwriting ability.
+(Please baby can't you see/My mind's a burnin' hell/I got razors a
+rippin' and tearin' and strippin'/My heart apart as well) The single
+recaptures the intensity of 1988's hit single SIMILAR FEATURES, but
+doesn't just copy it.
+
+COME TO MY WINDOW, the CD's third track, is an achingly beautiful
+rendition of a forbidden love. Laced with a curious mixture of
+sensuality and sadness, it's possibly the best all-around track on the
+CD. (Come to my window/Crawl inside, wait by the light/of the moon/Come
+to my window/I'll be home soon)
+
+TALKING TO MY ANGEL, the last (10th) track on the CD, is an achingly
+bittersweet tale of a woman who's searching for something she can't find
+and running away from what she has found just the same. (Don't be
+afraid/Close your eyes/Lay it all down/Don't you cry/Can't you see I'm
+going/Where I can see the sun rise/I've been talking to my angel/And he
+said it's allright) It's a hauntingly remorseful tune, with just the
+hint of hope and promise.
+
+All in all, there's not really a bad song on YES I AM. That's a feat
+rarely accomplished by even the experienced veterans of the music world,
+and one to be celebrated. With a strong mix of excellent musical ability
+(Etheridge playing acoustic and electric guitars, Kevin McCormick on
+bass) and beautifully crafted, energetic and passionate songs, this is
+one CD that can't lose. Check it out. 
+
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 10
+
+
+
+Melissa Etheridge CDs, all published by Island Records:
+
+YES I AM (1993)
+NEVER ENOUGH (1992)  
+BRAVE AND CRAZY (1989)  
+MELISSA ETHERIDGE (1988)
+
+
+CD Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+DRIVING HOME
+Cheryl Wheeler
+Philo Records
+1993
+
+
+When looking for music by Cheryl Wheeler, one can never be certain in
+which category it might be located.  She has been classified as Pop, Country,
+and Folk, and her music rightfully fits into all of these categories.  The
+only times I've seen music videos or performances by her have been on The
+Nashville Network, but she seems to have her own individual style, denying
+a definitive niche for her work.  This individualism could be the reason
+that she is rather obscure as an artist, and her work hasn't ever really
+found a loyal following (besides myself, my husband, and a couple of our
+friends).
+
+Her first and second releases ("Cheryl Wheeler", and "Half a Book") had
+very strong C&W influences in them, but her last two releases ("Circles &
+Arrows" and "Driving Home") are less twangy, much more pleasant and easy
+to listen to.
+
+Each of the tracks on "Driving Home" provides the listener with what
+I feel is an intimate insight into the type of person that Cheryl Wheeler
+is.  She is to music what Erma Bombeck is to humor, connecting all of us
+with common threads that help us to not feel quite so alone.
+
+There is not a track on this CD that is bad, many of them evoking strong
+feelings of wistfulness, longing, and a couple of chuckles.  I strongly
+recommend this CD for anyone who has an interest in Folk, Pop, or Country
+music.
+
+(NOTE:  Border Books has this CD in the Folk section.)
+
+Rating (on a scale of 1-10)  9.999999  (just because I rarely give anything
+a 10)
+
+
+Other Cheryl Wheeler titles:
+
+DRIVING HOME, Philo Records, 1993
+CIRCLES AND ARROWS, Capitol Records, 1990
+HALF A BOOK, Cypress Records, 1987  
+CHERYL WHEELER, North Star Records, 1986
+
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jason Malandro
+All rights reserved
+
+
+BAT OUT OF HELL II: BACK INTO HELL
+Meatloaf         
+MCA Records    
+1993
+
+
+In 1978, an unknown musician calling himself Meatloaf released BAT OUT
+OF HELL. A pop album curiously infused with Wagnerian opera (ala
+composer and songwriter Jim Steinman), it become an almost overnight
+sensation and ended up topping out at number 14 on the billboard charts.
+
+15 years later, in 1993, BAT OUT OF HELL II: BACK INTO HELL rests firmly
+atop the charts in the number 1 slot. Call it retro rock, call it 70's
+nostalgia, call it anything you'd like - the album's actually good. 
+
+Reuniting with partner Steinman seems to have added the missing
+ingredient Meatloaf needed. Of course, recycling the album title
+probably didn't hurt either. 
+
+I'D DO ANYTHING FOR LOVE (BUT I WON'T DO THAT) currently holds the
+number 3 slot for top singles, with a bullet. A stylistic sequel of
+sorts to BAT OUT OF HELL's best-selling single PARADISE BY THE DASHBOARD
+LIGHT, the song's destined to become a classic. 
+
+Some of the songs are more original than others, but there's isn't a bad
+one in the group. Everythings well done, energetic, and creative. That's
+a hard combination to achieve when doing a sequel to a 15 year old
+album, but Meatloaf and Steinman manage to pull it off admirably. 
+
+Check out the artwork as well. You wouldn't normally buy a CD for the
+artwork, but it sure doesn't hurt. The front of the CD itself displays a
+beautiful recreation of the album's cover, depicting a motorcyling
+wizard racing into the bowels of hell to save an angel. The coverart as
+well as the 7 other illustrations found in the CD booklet are courtesy
+of fantasy artist Michael Whelan and fit into the overall package
+perfectly. 
+
+High-quality artwork, great songs, and a well-deserved comeback. Who
+could ask for more? 
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 9
+
+
+
+CD Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Wendy Bryson
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"UP ON THE ROOF" SONGS FROM THE BRILL BUILDING
+Neil Diamond
+Columbia
+1993
+
+     "Nostalgic", best describes Neil Diamond's salute to the song
+writers he starved with in the late 1950s and '60s.  For those of
+us who are old enough to remember, the sounds on this CD will
+prompt warm memories.  There are no original works recorded here,
+as the artist states that this album is a salute to those who
+pushed and inspired him in his youth.
+     For those "die hard" Diamond fans, you will find this CD in
+his usually style of being fully orchestrated, and well done at
+that. The CD definitely has a sing along appeal.
+     However, for those who loved the writer more than the singer,
+there is little offering here.  Diamond is simply the singer on
+this album.  Since there are none of his own works, the flavor and
+feeling that usually permeates his work is lost.
+     For the most part, this CD is pleasant listening, but don't
+get a ticket running to get a copy.  Wait till the price falls a
+little.
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 6
+
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THE THIEF OF ALWAYS
+Clive Barker     
+Harper Fiction       
+$5.99 US, $6.99 Canada
+
+
+
+Having never read one of Clive Barker's books before, but having seen
+a couple of the movies based on those books, I embarked upon reading this
+book with the expectation of vivid special effects, intense emotions
+in the characters, and a thrilling roller-coaster ride of a tale.  Herein
+was my downfall, because none of these things was evident in "The Thief of
+Always".
+
+I should have been forewarned by other horror writers' attempts to write
+fairy tales for children and try to market them to both adult and child
+audiences.  Does anyone remember Stephen Kings "The Eyes of the Dragon"?
+This same type of condescenscion is evident in "The Thief of Always".
+Barker assumes that none of the readers, whether adult or child, would be
+smart enough to spot the obvious logic lapses in the plot and lack of
+clear-cut plot resolution.  This was one of the most unfulfilling and
+cumbersome books I've read in ages.  If one can trudge through the muck and
+mire of tedious dialogue, it is evident that the author goes to great length
+to provide visual imagery that really doesn't tell us anything whatsoever.
+(Example text:  "The great gray beast of February had eaten Harvey Swick
+alive.  Here he was, buried in the belly of that smothering month, wondering
+if he would ever find his way out through the cold coils that lay between
+here and Easter.")
+
+About the only redeeming quality that I found in the book was that I only
+wasted about 2-1/2 hours reading it.
+
+If you can't tell by now, I wasn't really all that impressed by this book.
+I guess I'll stick to his movies.  (If you haven't already seen "Night Breed",
+based on his book "Cabal", I highly recommend it.)
+
+My score (on a scale of 1 to 10) 3
+
+
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                    *Almost Always Right - 97% of the Time*
+                                     * * *
+                         *The Way Things Ought to Be*
+                           Reviewed by Robert McKay
+
+    Everyone knows who Rush Limbaugh is.  This "harmless little fuzzball" is a
+household word even among those who neither watch his television show, listen
+to his radio program, nor care for his views.  The words "dittohead" and
+"megadittoes" have entered the language of our day; they may not last any
+longer than "groovy" or "boss" did, but for now they're familiar to many.  In
+other words, Rush Limbaugh is a phenomenon.
+    His first book "was" released in paperback, according to the copyright
+page, in October of 1993 (I'm writing this on September 23).  The title
+reflects Rush's view that he knows *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  I'm not
+certain, however, that the title is a completely accurate reflection of the
+content of the book.
+    It'll come out before I'm through, so I'll say it now - I agree with Rush
+Limbaugh.  I am not, however, a convert.  Nor am I a mindless sheep.  I heard
+the same things he's saying from the time I was old enough to listen to the
+political discussions that went on in my family (and almost everyone I've
+talked to since has espoused the same views I heard then).  When I began to
+think seriously about political matters for myself, I found that I came to the
+same conclusions my father so vociferously espoused.  When I first heard Rush,
+therefore, I was already a dittohead - I'd been saying the same things for
+years.
+    The book contains this kind of thinking - conservative thinking, stated
+well.  Rush is certainly no William F. Buckley when it comes to command of the
+English language (even if you loathe Buckley's political views, you should
+listen to him speak just to learn how a well-constructed English sentence is
+put together), but he does have an admirable talent for stating matters in
+such a way that anyone can understand them.  Not since Will Rogers has a
+popular commentator been able to so effectively convey, in easily-understood
+language, his views on what's going on around him.  Rush is, even though he
+lacks a full college education, well-equipped to utilize our language in
+stating his positions.
+    A book is not, obviously, a spoken monologue.  And Rush is, above all
+else, a speaker.  He began in radio, became famous on radio, and only when
+radio propelled him into television and speaking engagements did he enter
+those forums.  He is not - and he admits this - a writer by trade.  The book
+at times has the flavor of a wannabe monologue.  However, it is apparent that
+Rush is aware of his weaknesses, and there is strong evidence throughout the
+book that he tried hard to make it less of a "spout-off" and more of an
+adaptation of his speaking style to the printed page.  He deserves an A for
+effort as far as his writing goes; even with the flaw mentioned in this
+paragraph, it is well done, and with practice he could become a really good
+writer.
+    I have already mentioned another flaw in the book - it does not quite
+match the title.  Now, Rush does tell us in the book how he thinks things
+ought to be.  Indeed, he could no more stop doing that than Congress could
+stop spending money tomorrow.  However, at least as much space is devoted to
+denouncing (one plus - Rush does not bemoan) the way things are and describing
+how Rush got to where he is.  There's nothing wrong with this, of course, but
+it does render the book at most only half about the way things ought to be.
+    Rush admits in the book that he is, primarily, an entertainer.  I have
+believed since I first heard him that much of his apparent abrasiveness,
+silliness, and pomposity is a shtick.  While he clearly does have an ego, the
+well-honed ability to play the clown, and a style that is sometimes
+potentially if not actually offensive, the book makes it clear that much of
+this is for effect.  Rush does not alter *what* he says, but in order to be
+heard he'll put on a show and thereby get attention from people who at first
+are merely "looking at the funny man."  William F. Buckley is admirably suited
+to reach the calm, controlled intellectuals in our country; for the proverbial
+man in the street, sated with extremes in writing, television, and movies,
+Rush is just the attention-getter that is needed.
+    Rush is, though an admitted entertainer having fun at what he does, also a
+purveyor of political commentary.  And here many will no doubt diverge from my
+opinion.  I think he is indeed "almost always right 97.9 percent of the time."
+It is my sincere conviction that he is indeed on the cutting edge of
+commentary in this country.  I am persuaded that Rush is no more than telling
+the truth when he claims to know *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  But then, as
+I've said, I've agreed with his views since I was young.  Those who disagree
+with his views will find no solace in the book; they probably will not be
+entertained as much as I was.
+    Rush is no diplomat.  Tact is seldom found in his vocabulary.  He does
+indeed use such terms "feminazi" and "Slick Willie."  He'll never be Miss
+Congeniality, though he is not vicious in his name-calling.  His weapon is not
+abuse, but ridicule.  He seeks not to injure feelings, but to provide a loud
+and visual *reductio ad absurdum*.  Thus, when he states his position, he is
+not only setting himself against liberalism ideologically, but
+terminologically as well.  He blasts, he mocks, he prods, he ridicules.
+    However, if those who disagree with him can see past the rhetoric and the
+shtick, they will find much to think about in *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  I
+do not say they'll agree.  I do not say they'll be converted to the
+conservative position.  But they *will* find food for thought.  They may find
+Rush's egotistical claims to near-infallibility galling, but the facts and
+figures in the book will take study and thought to refute, if indeed they can
+be refuted.  Even if liberals manage to show that the book is a tissue of
+fabrications and distortions, they'll have to put serious thought into their
+own positions and how those positions are presented, for Rush very accurately
+diagnoses why many average Americans simply don't find liberalism credible.
+    Perhaps you who are reading *Sunlight Through the Shadows* don't care to
+read *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  That is of course your privilege.
+However, whatever your political views, whatever your opinions of Rush
+Limbaugh either as a person or as a political commentator, I think it's safe
+to say that if you don't read the book, you'll be missing much food for
+thought and much entertainment.
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+
+It's All Greek to Uncle Thaddeus
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+     Uncle Thaddeus was a retired travelling salesman. During his
+career, he'd sold just about anything from aluminum siding for cars to
+diet edible underwear. No matter how ridiculous the concept was, Uncle
+Thaddeus could sell it. 
+     What was his secret to the Great Sell, as people often referred to
+it? He talked them into submission. Something about their lives or the
+product would remind him of a story he'd once heard (or, more likely,
+lived) and he'd just take it from there. 
+     Thaddeus was by far the best in his field. People would often buy
+anything at all from him just to get him to shut up! If there was
+anything he loved to do more than smoke Royal Cuban cigars, it was to
+talk. And he didn't just talk, he told tales. Tall tales, to use a
+phrase from days gone by.  Oh, we could never prove that his tales
+weren't true; he crafted each with the precision of one of those little
+ship-in-a-bottle builders. 
+     We'd learned to avoid his stories whenever possible, or suffer the
+always-jolting consequences of his punch line. Often, though, it just
+wasn't possible.
+
+    We were all sitting around the fireplace, waiting for Aunt Louise to
+bring out the Thanksgiving turkey. My brother Bobby, Heather (my wife),
+and, of course, Uncle Thaddeus. "You'll have to come over more often,
+Joe!" Roared Uncle Thaddeus, between puffs on his Royal Cuban cigar. His
+red face beamed down at me, and he smiled.  "It's been ages!  Why, we
+have so much to catch up on!"
+    "Umm. . . I think I hear Aunt Louise in the kitchen." I replied
+hastily, knowing the signs of Uncle Thaddeus gearing up for one of his
+stories. "She might need help with that turkey."
+     Heather smiled at me. "I'll go. You stay here and visit with your
+uncle." She rose with a flourish from the couch that we shared and before
+I knew it was through the kitchen doors and gone. 
+     "Damned woman. . ." I muttered to Bobby, who shrugged with 
+resignation. 
+     Uncle Thaddeus managed to stand, his hulking 6'4" frame just
+clearing the roof support beam above. Crimson cheeks spread out in a
+smile, and he blew a generous puff of smoke in my general direction. 
+"This reminds me. Did I ever tell you about my friend Penny Stein? No, of
+course I didn't. You'd remember something like that." He paused
+expectantly, waiting for me to say something.  
+     "No, I don't think you have." I almost sighed, relinquishing myself
+to the unavoidable. 
+     Throughout this exchange, Bobby had edged further and further away
+from the edge of the couch. He was just about to make a run for it when,
+quick as his frame could take him, Uncle Thaddeus was beside him. 
+     "You'll want to hear this too, Bobby. It's a marvelous tale!" He
+thundered, slapping my brother on the back. "You see, it all began many
+years ago, when I was dating a reporter by the name of Penny Stein. Ever
+heard of her, Joe?"
+     "I don't think that I have, now that. . ."
+     "Probably a little bit before your time." He frowned, rolling the
+cigar around in his mouth.  "You see, she was an up-and-coming
+investigative journalist then, and had her eye on the biggest story of
+her career. You see, the King of Shag Gydo'G had just died." He paused for
+effect, then cleared his throat to continue. "Shag Gydo'G was, and still is,
+I imagine, a curious little island off the coast of Greece. Being a
+curious little island, it naturally had curious and quaint little
+customs to go along with it. 
+     "Tradition held that a King's soul was so full and rich that he
+needed more of a vessel for it that the human body would normally
+provide. On a King's 13th birthday, he was taught in the ways of
+ceramics. By the 14th birthday, he was to have sculpted and created a
+urn of great and magnificent proportions. This urn was to help house his
+soul and, ultimately, see his demise."
+     "And what a magnificent urn the King created! There were gold
+inlaid runes on one side, depictions of great battles on the other, and
+great diamonds and rubies everywhere else! Truly, the urn was fit for a
+king!"
+     Bobby and I groaned in unison, knowing that the worst was yet to
+come. 
+     "When the King died, he would be cremated and his ashes sifted into
+the urn, and dumped - urn and all - into the Aegean sea, upon the hour
+of his birth."
+     "So all of his life, the king was expected to preserve this vessel,
+guarding it with his very life. If the King didn't keep his urn, as it
+were, he'd soon be out on the streets."
+     That one hurt! I stifled a groan at my uncle's pun. I'd never let
+him know that one got to me!
+     "Of course," He continued, seemingly oblivious to my lack of
+response. "I wouldn't expect either of you to understand. After all, it
+IS just Greek to you."
+     "Oy vey!" Bobby slapped his head in mock-rage, apparently unable to
+show the great restraint I'd thus far managed.
+     "This King," Intoned Uncle Thaddeus, the barest hint of a smile
+visible on his full lips. "had been born at the stroke of noon, and
+would go out the same."  
+     "I think I need to. . ." Bobby started, then fell quiet as Uncle
+Thaddeus' gaze turned to meet his.  
+     "It's no use." I sighed to Bobby, leaning back in the couch. 
+     "Penny had stowed away on the yacht that had been assigned to take
+the King's ashes out to sea. You see, the Crown Prince Hali was also on
+the yacht, and the world awaited with bated breath to see the new King's
+visage.  Penny planned to shoot a few pictures and then escape on a
+rubber lifeboat she'd managed to hide aboard the yacht, and, with a few
+photos, make her career. What she hadn't planned on was terrorists from
+H'Chali, a small island off the *other* coast of Greece, and mortal
+enemies of the great King of Shag Gydo'G."
+     "Penny had managed to steal a few shots of the Crown Prince Hali,
+and was just about ready to make her escape when it happened. The
+terrorists were upon the boat in seconds, just half an hour before the
+urn was due to be dumped. The terrorists - there must have been hundreds
+of them - overwhelmed the Shag Gydo'Gians, slew the Crown Prince, and
+set the yacht on fire, all in a matter of minutes. And then they were
+gone."
+     "Penny drew herself out from the lounge she'd managed to hide
+behind, only to discover everyone dead and the ship going down in
+flames. Her film forgotten (alas, for she never gained the fame she
+rightly deserved) and her hidden lifeboat blocked by flames, she let her
+instincts for survival take over. Running to the ceramic urn, she dumped
+the King's ashes into the sea. With a wish and a prayer, she jumped into
+the urn, pulled the plug in over her, then rocked herself until the urn
+tipped over the bow of the burning ship and into the waters below."
+     "Just about a week later, the urn washed up on the southern coast
+of Greece. Dehydrated and half-starved, Penny thanked her lucky stars to
+be alive. She'd lost over half her body weight during her week-long
+ordeal but, of course, everyone agreed that if they couldn't have the
+full Penny a ha'Penny would just have to do. Truly, she must have been
+blessed!" Thaddeus smiled, scoring another stifled groan from Bobby and
+myself. "You see, the moral of this. . ."
+    "Ahem." I coughed, barely able to contain myself. A smug grin
+spread over my face. I had him! "May I?" Uncle Thaddeus look
+non-plussed, then motioned for me to speak with a grand sweep of his
+arms.  I smiled again to myself. Finally, I was going to beat him at his
+own game. "The moral of the story, of course, is this: A Penny urned is
+a Penny saved."
+     Bobby smiled, the light of truth finally dawning upon him. "Hey,
+you're right!" Thaddeus reduced us both to silence with a single nod. 
+     "Close, my boy, but," He paused to sit his still-smoking cigar in a
+nearby ashtray.  "No stogie. You see, your moral is a good one, and
+partly true, but it doesn't quite capture the essence of the story."
+     "Oh C'mon!" I was starting to get annoyed. I had him, and he knew
+it. I'd finally beaten him at his own game.
+     "Hear me out." He smiled, a merry twinkle dancing through his eyes.
+"The Shag Gydo'Gians hadn't been paying attention. I said it was
+half-an-hour 'til noon when the terrorists attacked. That wasn't
+altogether true, though it was from their standpoint. You see, they'd
+crossed a time zone only hours before, but failed to take that into
+account. It was actually 12:30 PM when the terrorists had boarded their
+ship, half an hour *after* they were to have dumped the urn. If they'd
+been on time, Penny would have been forced to go down with the ship."
+Uncle Thaddeus winked at us, on a roll now. "You see, if the Shag
+Gydo'Gians had been better clock-watchers. . ." He paused, plucking his
+cigar from the ashtray.  Things grew hazy as he sucked on the end of the
+Royal Cuban, billowing out a stream of smoke, then stepped through it. 
+"Suffice it to say that a switch in time saved Stein."
+     I groaned with defeat, barely able to discern my uncle's crowning
+smile through the gauzy screen of smoke. 
+
+
+
+Get a Life
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                               Get a Life
+                            by Robert McKay
+
+
+     Gardner's thin form moved through the empty streets.  ELO had once
+done a song about "Night in the City" - that was the time and place
+now.  He was not downtown - that forest of skyscrapers and their winds
+did not interest him - but he was fairly near it.  He could look up and
+see the tallest buildings tearing at the low clouds that scudded
+overhead.
+     On these cold, damp, raw nights, it was not a pleasant task to
+move through the darkened streets of this neighborhood.  Yet it was the
+task Gardner had set for himself.  He was lightly bundled for the
+night, wearing a black turtle-necked sweater, jeans, and a battered
+pair of running shoes of indefinite brand.  His face carved a path
+before him, its marble features sharp.  His hands were thrust in his
+pockets; had he withdrawn them, they would have been surgeon's hands,
+long, slender, and dextrous to a fault.  Small beads of condensation
+glistened on the wool Gardner's sweater and rested on his hair as it
+swept back over his collar and partway down his ears.  A spangle of
+crushed diamonds glittered as these drops passed under the rare
+streetlight.
+     Turning a corner, Gardner spied a figure a block away, on the next
+corner.  His pace remained steady, but his head came up and his
+nostrils flared.  He had been seeking someone such as this.  Her
+clothing was outrageously unsuited for the weather; the short skirt
+provided no protection at all, and the low cut of the neck must have
+chilled her thoroughly.  Working no doubt out of sheer necessity, she
+was forlorn and alone on the corner, at an hour when most traffic had
+ceased.
+     Gardner approached.  He saw as he drew near that the woman was not
+as young as she dressed, or to be more precise, had aged more than her
+clothing was designed to lead people to believe.  A hard and
+unrewarding life had clearly been hers, for the lines had gathered
+around her hard eyes and the too-heavily made up mouth.
+     "Whatcha want, honey?" the woman asked, mercifully popping no
+bubblegum.
+     "You," replied Gardner, firmly taking her elbow.  "You are all I
+want."
+                                 * * *
+     The patrol car cruised by the alley, the passenger cop idly
+shining his spotlight down the length of the cluttered passage.  "Hey,
+stop!" came the voice through the window that was slightly open to
+allow cigarette smoke to be sucked out.  "There's a body in that
+alley!"
+     The car stopped with a flash of brake lights.  Thrown into
+reverse, it came slowly back until the light could shine down the alley
+again.  Inside, the driver was patient.  "Are you sure it was a body?
+I mean, there's drunks sleeping in these alleys even in winter, with
+the snow and ice on the ground."
+     "I'm sure.  It wasn't lying down like it was asleep.  It's
+position was - there it is!"
+     The doors of the car popped open and the two officers climbed out,
+stuffing batons into the rings on their belts, and making sure their
+guns were loose in the holsters.  They approached the figure lying in
+the muck and wet of the alley.  Shining a flashlight on the figure, the
+driver of the car saw a woman, dark roots showing under the hard blond
+of her hair, her dress only slightly disarranged, her skin beaded with
+the mist that was falling.  "Is she dead?"
+     "I dunno."  The passenger crouched beside the body, his hand
+feeling for the carotid pulse.  "Feels like it.  No pulse, and cold as
+an ice cube.  I guess we gotta call this one in as a DB."
+     "All right, I'll make the call.  You start marking off the scene."
+     An hour later, as the coroner's wagon pulled out, a detective
+finished scribbling in his notebook.  He'd been taking information from
+the first two officers on the scene, the occupants of the patrol car
+that still stood near the mouth of the alley, its lights now flashing
+garish tints over the crumbling brickwork.  The officer before him -
+the driver of the car - cleared his throat.  "Say, sergeant, did the ME
+say what killed her?"
+     "He said he didn't know for sure, but it looked like she just
+died.  No cause.  She just . . . died."
+                                 * * *
+     An office in the suburbs.  Computer terminals winking on as
+secretaries, programmers, data entry people, and others come in for the
+day.  Among them, a man who looks like youth personified - though a
+youth that is not quite sunny, not quite wholesome.
+     Gardner's suit was black, with a white carnation in his lapel.
+Many envied him the Porsche he drove today, as well as the Jaguar he
+had driven the day before.  Gardner passed through the outer office to
+his sanctum, where he flicked on his own array of monitors.
+     There were a few minutes before the phones would begin their day-
+long ring - time to scan the monitors with something approaching
+leisure, time to pull off the coat and hang it carefully on the rack,
+time to scan some papers left on the desk.  Gardner signed one letter,
+initialed two reports, and chucked the rest in a basket to be filed.
+He wouldn't notice when the papers were removed from his desk; the
+phones were beginning their serenade, and the monitors were one by one
+coming to scrolling life as price quotes displayed themselves.
+     One monitor, placed squarely above the array and centered above
+the top row, was devoted to headline news - local, national, and
+international.  Gardner's scanning eyes moved over it as they moved
+over the rest of the display, taking into account reports of unrest in
+Turkey, a bombing in London claimed by the Provos, a new oil strike in
+the Russian Republic, a ranch merger in Texas.  He noted the picture of
+a face on this monitor - a face he knew.  The hair was dark in the
+picture, taken from police files.  The lines were slightly less
+prominent, but he recognized the woman he'd met last night.  She had
+been found dead in an alley, about three hours after he'd seen her.
+     Gardner held the phone to his ear with his shoulder and continued
+his conversation, while tapping on computer keys with two fingers and
+blinding speed.
+                                 * * *
+     Gardner's house rested on its lawn with suburban typicality.  The
+cars in the drive, however, denied the standard suburban mold, quietly
+displaying money.  Gardner had lived in the house for 12 years, never
+bothering to move to a better neighborhood as his bank accounts grew.
+In the back yard, the pool sat dry.  It had not been filled since
+Gardner bought the house - he never swam.  He'd never covered it,
+either, and the collection of leaves, grass, twigs, and other litter on
+the bottom was threatening before very long to rise up and create new
+land.  When it did, the grass that grew on it would be as immaculately
+manicured as the lawn surrounding the vacant pool.
+     Inside, Gardner, on this Saturday, lay along the sofa.  The sun
+outside glared around the edges of dark shades fully drawn.  In the
+corner, the television flickered, an old black-and-white movie playing.
+Gardner's attention was not on the movie, however; his nose was stuffed
+into a book.  The doorbell rang, an incongruous sound in the air
+conditioned dark of the house.
+     Gardner quietly laid his book down, marking the place with a strip
+of hammered gold.  The bookmark had been made for him, and the price
+had been paid in cash.
+     Striding to the door, Gardner's dark jeans and black short-sleeved
+shirt made his pale skin gleam.  At the door he grasped the knob and
+pulled.  On the concrete step outside, a delivery man sweated in the
+summer heat.  Gardner smiled slightly.
+     "You Gardner?" asked the delivery man.
+     "Yes."
+     "Package for you."  He held out the package and thrust his
+clipboard at Gardner.  "Sign on line number 35."
+     Gardner laid the package on a small table by the door, and
+scrawled his signature.  "Is it hot enough for you?"
+     "Oh, yeah.  I'm glad this is my last delivery - I'm about to
+melt."
+     "Why don't you come in and have something cold to drink?  I have
+water, of course, and some Cokes in the refrigerator."
+     "Sure, why not?"  The delivery man stepped inside, wiping
+perspiration.  "Boy, if it gets any hotter, they'll have to haul
+icebergs down from the north pole!"
+     Gardner closed the door behind the delivery man.  As he turned to
+follow the visitor, his eyes glowed red in the dimness of the entry.
+     The next morning, the delivery man's body was found in his van
+three miles out in the country; the medical examiner could determine no
+cause of death.
+                                 * * *
+     Gardner sat comfortably at the table.  Facing him was a mirror
+that, he knew, concealed a room with someone watching and listening.
+Across the table from him was a sweaty detective, who chewed Wrigley's
+with much fervor and no class.  He had just bustled in, 20 minutes
+after Gardner had been shown into this room by a uniformed cop and told
+someone would be with him shortly.
+     The detective flipped through a folder.  Without glancing up, he
+asked, "You know why you're here, right?"
+     "I am being held for questioning in the case of a suspected
+homicide."
+     "Yeah."  The detective looked up for a moment.  "You musta gone to
+some fancy college, the way you talk."
+     "Is that a question?  If it is, I submit that it is hardly
+material."
+     "Yeah, yeah."  The detective closed the folder and looked straight
+at Gardner.  "You of course know where you were when - those questions
+have already been asked.  So I won't waste our time asking again.  I'll
+ask another one.  What do you know about the death of Jeffry Sulman?"
+     "Who was he?"
+     "He delivered a package to your house two days ago.  It took us a
+while to discover this.  Someone had balled up the list of stops and
+tossed it into a pasture.  We were lucky some cow didn't eat it."
+     "Were there any fingerprints on the paper?"
+     "Only Jeffry's.  You can bet, buddy, that if we'd found yours
+you'd be in jail right now."
+     Gardner smiled coldly.  "I suggest, officer, that you release me.
+Clearly that paper hadn't been wiped off, or it wouldn't have the
+driver's fingerprints on it.  And it most certainly didn't have my
+prints on it, or, as you said, I would be in jail.  You have no grounds
+to hold me."
+     "Yeah, we got grounds.  We know that the guy was alive when he got
+to your place.  That was his last stop, and he delivered a package,
+which you signed for.  You're the last person we know of who saw him.
+So you're a number one suspect, and that's grounds."
+     "Are you prepared to place me under arrest?" asked Gardner.
+     "We're thinkin' about it, yeah.  We'll let you know.  Now, do you
+have anything to tell me?"
+     "Only this.  I did not kill Jeffry Sulman.  I do not know who did.
+And if I am not either placed under arrest or released within a few
+hours, I will contact my attorney and file legal action against the
+appropriate parties."
+     The detective stared.  "Oh, yeah?  We'll see."  He rose.  "Don't
+go anywhere."
+     The door closed behind the policeman.  It was locked, of course;
+Gardner had no doubt of that.  He looked straight at the mirror.  A
+slow smile came over his face, and for a moment, his reflection ceased
+to appear.
+                                 * * *
+     At work, comments were going around about Gardner's appearance.
+No one dared broach the subject in his presence - his tongue could cut
+like the finest razor - but the office was rife with speculation.  Over
+the past six months he'd aged dramatically.  His patrician face had
+grown lined, and had fallen in alarmingly.  His hair was both thinning
+and graying at an abnormal rate, and his hands were shaky.  His voice,
+once clear and powerful, was now a scratchy parody of what it had been.
+Age spots were breaking out in legions, more each day, and Gardner's
+gate had gone from a vigorous stride to an elderly shuffle.  No one
+knew why.
+     That is, no one besides Gardner knew why.  His life was draining
+away.  He'd lived for a long time on borrowed energy, and now, forced
+by police attention to restrict himself and draw on that stored
+vitality, he was consuming himself.  Just as the body of a man deprived
+of food will, eventually, turn on itself and burn muscle tissue in the
+vain struggle to remain alive, so Gardner's life had turned on him,
+killing him by inches to avoid death by yards.
+     Gardner had known of his situation for some time.  He'd known
+that, after having been released for lack of evidence in the case of
+the dead delivery man, the police had instituted surveillance of his
+house, his job, and his person.  He had to compliment the police on
+their capacity for discretion, for the officers were not obtrusive and
+would have been missed by someone less vigilant and capable.  But they
+were there, and for six months they'd hovered over him like vultures,
+waiting for a slip, a move, a word or gesture that could link him with
+the delivery man's death.  The strain was, literally, killing him.
+     As he shuffled out of his office at the end of a fall day, Gardner
+knew that he must either recharge himself, or die.  He could last, at
+most, another couple of months.  After that he would be too weak to
+move, too weak to reach out for the life he needed even if it were
+brought into his reach.  He had to act, or die; he had no other choice,
+and the observation of the police had to be circumvented somehow, for
+die he refused to do.  He'd waited as long as he could, hoping the
+authorities would give up, but they had not.  Tonight, then, he would
+slip out of their sight.
+     That night the plan went into motion.  Standing before the full-
+length mirror in his bedroom, Gardner smiled a faint echo of the cold
+expression he'd long used - and his image faded out of the mirror.  He
+hobbled out of the room, switching off the light as he did so.
+Proceeding toward the back door, he wavered, became translucent and
+then transparent, and finally was a mere shadow of iridescent mist
+dancing in a small shaft of moonlight coming in around the drawn shade.
+The sliding glass door came open a crack, and the mist exited.  The
+door remained open.
+     The spindle of shaky mist passed slowly over the grass, and
+filtered through the cedar fence that surrounded the yard.  It moved
+slowly down the alley, startling a cat as it staggered - if mist can
+stagger - by the feline's crouching place.  The mist passed out of the
+alley into the street, and disappeared in the glare of a streetlight.
+                                 * * *
+     The patrol car cruised the downtown area.  The skyscrapers towered
+into the clear air, the crisp bite of fall swirling around them in the
+perpetual wind created by any collection of massive, upward-springing
+structures.  The car's spotlight moved over doorways, sometimes
+illuminating a security desk, where the occupant would wave at the car
+before returning to his monitors and his cheap novel.  No winos were in
+evidence tonight; they tended to keep to the back ways of downtown in
+good weather, coming out onto the main sidewalks only when it grew cold
+and it became more imperative to make a pitiable impression.  The cops
+in the car knew that some of these homeless people were genuinely
+homeless, trying desperately to find a way out of the gutter.  They
+also knew that most were derelicts, winos, addicts, and other flotsam
+who cared not what dismal shore they were cast upon, as long as they
+were left alone when comfortable, taken in by a shelter when it got
+cold, and tossed enough cash to buy the next bottle or needle or bag of
+powder.
+     The patrol car turned a corner, leaving the downtown buildings
+behind and coming into an area of crumbling brick where the structures
+were older, lower, and less hygienic.  The car cruised this area,
+noting that the hookers had for the most part been allowed to go home
+by their pimps.  A few pushers hung out, carefully doing nothing
+suspicious while the car was in sight; as soon as the cops disappeared
+around a corner, the officers in the car knew, the traffic would resume
+with a vengeance.  The officer riding as a passenger shook his head and
+rubbed his eyes.  He must be getting tired - he thought he'd seen a
+small mist emerge from an alley and for a moment, before it was
+swallowed by the glare of an electric lamp, faintly resemble an old
+man.
+                                 * * *
+     An hour later, on the same street, a powerful man strode along.
+His stocky form was well suited to his business, which was carrying and
+using concealed weapons.  His bulky shoulders and chest made the hiding
+of a pistol in a shoulder holster rather easy.  He had good eyes, quick
+reflexes, and no conscience.  He was wanted for several petty crimes,
+and was suspected in a couple of murders.  As he walked down the
+sidewalk, he had a purpose, for he had been hired to break up,
+permanently, a floating book that had not bothered to obtain the
+authorization of the local gambling entrepreneur.
+     As the man passed a dark doorway, a sparkle appeared behind him.
+He made a few more steps, and then the sparkle materialized into the
+form of a tottering old man.  The trembling hand reach out and seized
+the gunman's shoulder; the hired man whirled, in these circumstances
+his hand diving into a pants pocket for a switchblade.
+     The old man smiled, a slow, chill movement of his lips that held
+no mirth.  It was a cruel, hungry smile, one that made the hired man
+think vaguely of death, and of where he would rather be at the moment.
+     The cracked voice of the old man was a mere whisper in the night.
+"I believe you'll do.  You are eminently vital, and that is precisely
+what I require."
+     "Mister, I don't know who you are, or what you're doing, but you'd
+better just back off.  I'm ready for whatever you're offering, and
+frankly, old-timer, I don't think you're ready for much of anything."
+     "Oh?  Perhaps you're right.  On the other hand . . ."
+Suddenly the old man's hand darted to the thug's temple.  The hired man
+jerked, trying to avoid the touch, but he wasn't quite fast enough.
+The bony fingers touched, clung, and tightened.  Those fingers actually
+held the thug upright, while the old face leaned close, the eyes, now
+glowing a molten red, glaring into the man's face.  And, as the hired
+gunman slowly weakened, sagged, and finally collapsed to the ground,
+the old man straightened, brushed back his now-black and thick hair
+with both hands, and strode away with the energy of one who is only
+middle-aged.
+     On the sidewalk, the gunman lay, nothing showing how he had died.
+                                 * * *
+     Gardner killed twice more that night.  Each time he grew younger
+in appearance, more vital in his actions, more deadly.  His cruel
+fingers latched onto the temple of a wino lying in an alley and a
+priest coming home from administering last rites, and as the leering
+eyes bored close, drained the life from them.  Gardner sucked the life
+he needed from his victims, and left them where they fell, for the
+coroner to finally decide that the deaths has no discernible cause.
+     As he straightened from the last kill, that of the priest, the
+patrol car came around the corner just a block away.  Engrossed in his
+work, Gardner's attention had been focused away from his ears, and he
+had not heard the engine or the tires on pavement.  The officer in the
+passenger seat happened to fling his spotlight on the patch of sidewalk
+where Gardner still half-crouched over the priest's body.
+     Gardner froze, startled.  The car accelerated, and the loudspeaker
+called upon Gardner to remain where he was and make no sudden moves.
+He complied.  Straightening slowly, he stood over the body as the car
+pulled up next to him and the two officers climbed out, their hands
+resting on the butts of their weapons.
+     "What are you doing here?" asked the driver.
+     "Minding my own business, officer, as I suggest you mind yours."
+Gardner's voice was cold with controlled fury.  His eyes glinted a
+faint red, the fire banked in their depths.
+     The passenger from the patrol car had been examining the corpse.
+He now stood, drawing his gun.  "This man is dead.  Please put your
+hands on top of your head and turn around."
+     The fire in Gardner's eyes grew more evident, but he complied.
+His reflection appeared in a storefront window, and the driver of the
+car was puzzled to see that reflection smile, though it was a hunter's
+smile, not the gesture of a man who is amused.  And then, as the
+officers approached to cuff the suspect, the reflection vanished in an
+instant.
+     The split-second of reaction was all Gardner needed.  Whirling, he
+lashed out with a clubbed fist at the nearest officer, the driver,
+whose handcuffs went clattering into the street.  The officer's blood
+and brains spilled onto the street as he fell, his skull shattered; he
+fell solidly, like a tree.
+     The other officer, just out of Gardner's reach, fired his weapon.
+The full clip, at such short range, took Gardner in the chest.  The
+policeman could see the impacts shake Gardner, could see the holes
+appear in the black leather of Gardner's jacket, but could discern no
+blood or pain.  And then Gardner, taking a step forward, swung.
+     The officer ducked, and Gardner's fist grazed the top of his head.
+The cop dropped as if poleaxed.  Gardner turned, and as he stepped
+slowly away, swirled into a dense bank of glittering mist that rose
+into the air and passed from view.
+     The stunned officer recovered.  Gardner was never seen again.
+Within two weeks, three unexplained deaths had occurred in a city 200
+miles to the south.
+
+
+A Christmas Tale
+Copyright (c) 1993, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                A CHRISTMAS TALE
+                 by Franchot Lewis
+
+
+         Tina hears the thumping noises of her grandmother's
+    footsteps and she begins to predict the future. The footsteps
+    mean that her grandmother is agitated again, and Tina is
+    about to get yelled at. Tina's facial muscles twitch and she
+    feels a churning in her stomach. She hunches her shoulders,
+    sinks down in the sheets, and tries to hide, so to become a tiny,
+    little lump in the bed, hoping to be invisible. She sucks in
+    her breath as she hears the footsteps in the hallway out side
+    the bedroom door.
+         She fears that she can't - but knows she must continue
+    to stay in her grandmother's house. But, how can she? She
+    feels, she can't and be afraid this way? She skulks about the
+    house, moves in every shadow she can find. She avoids eye contact
+    with her grandmother and tries to avoid anyone who comes to her
+    grandmother's house. This is a fretfully, worrisome, way to stay
+    alive until her parents come for her. To her young mind, it
+    seems like she has been living afraid forever. Already, she has
+    spent three weeks living in her grandmother's house. She is
+    convinced that everything in the house, including the furniture,
+    is determined to subdue her. The ugly walls want to smother her.
+    When she goes to bed she can hear her grandmother moving about,
+    and she worries that her grandmother's friends might come
+    sneaking into her room. To hide from them, she slides down in
+    the bed under the blanket and covers her head. She prefers the
+    darkness under the covers. She dreads sleeping with her head
+    uncovered, making herself an easy target in the glow of the
+    night light her grandmother keeps on in the room, for her, her
+    grandmother says. She thinks the light is there for her grand
+    mother and her grandmother's friends to spy on her.
+.
+         She worries: What if her parents never come back? What
+    if they know how hard their little girl finds living in her
+    grandmother's house, and they don't care? She wonders. Certainly,
+    they will return. After all, she is their daughter. Their
+    only child. They know how horrible life is with the grandmother.
+    Her mommy called the woman "an old bag". Her daddy called the
+    woman "an old busy body". They placed her in the woman's house
+    because there is no place else for her to go. How could she
+    survive if she didn't have her grandmother's house as a place
+    to stay until her parents's return? The house is a roof. The
+    house is shelter, four-walls from the cold outside.
+         It is too frightful a thought to think, yet she knows it
+    could easily happen. Any day, her grandmother could explode and
+    kick her out before her parents returned. She knows of her
+    grandmother's terrible temper. Her mommy told her of the time
+    the woman exploded violently.
+         When her mommy was a little girl, her mommy was a pretty
+    girl with long bangs. Her mommy was very proud of those bangs,
+    and spent hours admiring them and herself in the mirror. Well,
+    the woman asked her mommy to do something that her mommy didn't
+    do and so as punishment, the woman sat down in a chair, grabbed
+    her mommy and using clippers cut off her mommy's bangs. Her
+    mommy cried and screamed. Her mommy said the tears came like
+    rain.
+         After her mommy told her that story, Tina disliked
+    the old woman thoroughly. Sleeping in the old woman's house
+    is a particularly hard ordeal for Tina. Tina has bangs like
+    her mommy had as a little girl. And, Tina has seen that gray
+    straw-like wire peeping from under the old woman's wig, and
+    feels that the old woman is probably jealous of little girls'
+    bangs. She has seen her grandmother without the creams and
+    preservatives the old woman puts on her face. She glimpsed
+    that moldy face in all its horror going into the bathroom
+    early one morning last week, and she trembled and sneaked
+    away, quietly, back into her room so that the hag face old
+    woman wouldn't know that Tina has seen the ugliness.
+         Tina just knows, the old woman doesn't like her. The old
+    woman gives Tina shelter, and feeds her, but stares at her while
+    she eats like she is stealing food. She trembles as she thinks
+    further of her grandmother and her grandmother's friends. She
+    heard them talking. The first week after she came, she heard
+    her grandmother talking about her to another fat old lady, a
+    friend of her grandmother's. Tina's head aches at the thought
+    of being talked about. Her mind fills with the awful memory of
+    her of getting up in the middle of the night to go to the
+    bathroom to pee, and of hearing her grandmother down stairs
+    talking about her like she is a thief.
+         "I can see, I'm going to have problems with that grand
+    daughter," her grandmother said. "When she gets up some size
+    she's going to be a bitch ..."
+         A bitch, the old woman called her. Tina mumbled. Her
+    grandmother, calling her a nasty name in the middle of the
+    night, hurt. Tina wondered what names her grandmother must be
+    calling her during the day. She listened, feeling pain and fear,
+    but sort of,[ kind of], glad that she woke up to catch her
+    grandmother in the act of disrespecting her. Tina felt that
+    there was no reason why she should try to be nice to the old
+    woman.
+         The two old bitties were telling one another of how hard
+    it is now-a-days to communicate with grand children. Her
+    grandmother said, "I do every thing for that child I can: I
+    cook for her, I lay her clothes out, make sure she has clean
+    socks and underwear, I leave them on the bed ..."
+         Tina was horrified. Her grandmother was discussing her
+    underwear! Tina felt as though her grandmother was discussing
+    executing her.
+         "That child's always winding and complaining," Tina's
+    grandmother said. "Saying, we don't do it like that in my
+    house, we don't cook like that, we don't make it like that."
+         Tina listened. Her grandmother's fat friend made a snort
+    like a pig. It sounded to Tina as if the old women were
+    either snacking or drinking. Tina's grandmother said, "The
+    child's always winding about I don't do this right, or that,
+    in my house, I felt like telling her to get the hell out of
+    my house."
+         "You didn't?" the fat friend asked.
+         "I felt like it," Tina's grandmother replied, and both
+    of the old women laughed.
+         Tina eyes began to tear. They were now laughing at her.
+    She was angry, so angry that she turned around and knocked
+    over a broom that her grandmother had unintentionally left in
+    the hallway at the top of the stairs. She became terrified
+    that they would discover her easedropping. She cowered for a
+    moment, standing still in fear, but they hadn't heard the
+    broom fall, they hadn't stopped their laughter and chatter.
+         Tina thought that there have to be places where she could
+    go where staying out of the way until her parents returned
+    wasn't so difficult. She wondered why her parents sent her to
+    her grandmother. She was a good child. She didn't think that
+    she could have done anything to merit this punishment. She
+    wondered why her parents were being so mean to her by taking
+    so long to return. They weren't mean like her grandmother.
+    They wouldn't leave her unless something was to matter,
+    unless they had no choice. She wondered: What were they supposed
+    to do? They had to leave her somewhere, where she could sleep
+    and eat.
+         She doesn't blame her parents, and thinking about them
+    only makes the wait longer. She has told herself often that she
+    won't think about them, that they will come when they will come.
+    She is a big girl and not a baby. She won't cry. She will fend
+    for herself, with and against the old woman, until her parents
+    return. So far, she has managed to get through three weeks. She
+    feels certain that soon it will be the day that her parents
+    will return. Her parents will be with her like they always were,
+    and it will be like it has been always since she can remember.
+    She just knows that soon they will come for her and take her
+    home, and like last year, they will take her out to a big lot
+    where there is a happy, smiling man with red hair and a green
+    coat. In his lot is all the Christmas trees in the world. They
+    will buy a big one, take it home and set it up with sparking
+    lights and bright ornaments. They will sing together, spend
+    plenty of time together. She will watch her mommy cook. Her
+    mommy will cook and cook and she will eat and eat. In the three
+    weeks she has been at her grandmother's house she hardly ate.
+    When she does, she eats very little. Her mommy will come home
+    and Tina will eat and eat and get some meat on her bones. Her
+    daddy will lift her up, and then will ask her to show him her
+    strength. She will flex her muscles, showing him the good use
+    her body puts to her mommy's cooking. Her daddy will hug her,
+    and her mommy while holding her, and she will squeeze, tight,
+    against them both and feel safe and loved.
+         She hunches down to sleep, hopeful that there won't be
+    too many more nights before the morning daylight will bring
+    the return of her parents.
+         She hears her grandmother coming into the room. She holds
+    her breath and waits for the old woman to leave. A long moment
+    passes, but not long enough. Tina's grandmother sits on the
+    bed and pulls the covers off Tina's head. Before Tina can
+    speak, she cringes. Her grandmother flips on the room's light,
+    and the brightness of a hundred watt bulb floods into the
+    child's eyes.
+         Her grandmother laughs, "Caught you by surprise?"
+         Tina decides to yawn.
+         "Sleepy, sleepy head?" her grandmother ask. "Didn't you
+    hear somebody rummaging around downstairs?"
+         Tina jumps up out of the bed as if she doesn't have time
+    to get up without jumping. "Mommy and Daddy!" she screams.
+        Her grandmother's face freezes. She looks unable to speak.
+    She holds her breath, hoping to find words to say to the
+    child. Before the old woman finds a single word, Tina is off
+    the bed and is running down the stairs, happily skipping steps
+    as she hurries.
+         Tina is downstairs scurrying around, through the whole
+    downstairs, running this way and that, and calling to her
+    parents to come out and get her. She runs from one room to the
+    other for ever so long. She thinks that her parents are playing
+    hide and seek. Finally, she stops.
+         Her grandmother is now downstairs. She asks her grandmother,
+    "Where is my mommy and daddy? You said they be here?"
+         Her grandmother tells her that she is mistaken. Her
+    grandmother does not try to stop her when she inches away and
+    huddles in a corner, behind the big Christmas tree her
+    grandmother has set up. The tree is tall, almost as tall as
+    Tina's daddy. It has silver bulbs that shine and many flashing
+    bright, red and yellow and blue lights. There are boxes under
+    the tree, wrapped in bright shiny paper and filled with many
+    things. On some of these boxes is written Tina's name. Tina
+    does not look at these boxes, nor does she look at the many
+    other gifts her grandmother has sat unwrapped about the room.
+    Tina stares in the direction of the floor as she inches herself
+    even further into the corner.
+         Her grandmother tells her, "I would wake up your mama,
+    very early, on Christmas morning like this, while it was
+    still dark outside, as soon as Santa Claus was gone, and
+    she would come running down those steps, her face all lit up,
+    her mouth squealing ... And she would attack the stacks of
+    boxes with her name on them, and seeing her my face would
+    fill with light and joy I would squeal too ..."
+         Tina says, "My daddy's gonna pick me up."
+         Her grandmother sighs, "We've explained this. You know
+    where your parents are?"
+         Tina does not reply. Her grandmother asks, "What did you
+    tell me?  That they were in church sleeping?"
+         "My daddy's going to get me, take me in his car, and
+    we're going home."
+         "They are gone, but we're not alone, we're safe and
+    alive".
+         Tina lifts her chin. She looks up at the Christmas
+    tree at its tallest point, at the lighted angel at its very
+    top.
+         "Yes," she hears her grandmother say, "Your mama and
+    daddy are in Heaven with God."
+         Tina snaps, "They're going to pick me up, they're coming
+    for me!"
+         Tina's grandmother's patience snaps. "If they are, you
+    let me know, because I don't want to be here when they get
+    here, because they're dead, " her grandmother was frowning.
+    "They're dead and they aren't coming back."
+         Tina's eyes waters and her grandmother flinches as if
+    struck by a piercing pain, and then another, as Tina began to
+    cry, " You, ugly, old thing, I want to be with my mommy."
+         "Damn, " the old woman fusses. "I've no business keeping
+    you, I'm too old to raise another child."
+         Tina is about to poke her tongue at the old woman, then
+    she sees something that the old woman has kept hidden from
+    view: tears. Tina's old grandmother is crying. "Baby, baby,"
+    the old woman bawls and holds out her arms toward the child.
+    Tina stops her own crying and takes a cautious step toward the
+    old woman. Suddenly, Tina finds herself pressed into the old
+    woman's sagging chest. She feels the wet face of the crying
+    old woman pressing next to hers. She smells the woman's
+    perfume, all musty and hard to take, unlike her mommy's
+    sweet, pleasant scent. She is about to pull away from this
+    foreign chest and run back into a corner when she hears the
+    old woman sob, "I loved your mama, and I love you."
+
+    
+
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+Triad
+Copyright (c) 1992, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ 
+ Triad 
+ 
+ Transitions permutate existance 
+ To live, to die, to be reborn 
+ is the privilege of life's dance 
+ 
+ tho the veil is old and worn 
+ the shedding of masques 
+ is a timeless rite unbourne 
+  
+ To die is a painful task 
+ if the choice is a matter of chance 
+ To Life!  A toast...unasked. 
+  
+  
+(written online now....by Tamara...(c) 1992)
+
+
+Do-Wop 
+Copyright (c) 1993, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Do-Wop
+
+Do-Wop, Beep, Bop, Bop, Do-Wop,
+The trumphet blairs
+and your foot starts to tappin,
+Do-Wop,
+That big band sound,
+starts to make things happen,
+Beep, Bop Do-Wop,
+The other foot joins,
+and your fingers start snappin,
+And before you know it your up and dancin',
+Swingin' and a turnin' to that triple step time,
+It's that 50 's era a startin' to make you smile.
+Doop, da do da Do-Wop,
+Da-Do, Da-DAAAA,
+DO-WOP!
+
+
+Buzzing Floor Essence
+Copyright (c) 1993, Kurt Becker
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"Buzzing Floor Essence"
+
+Amid voices murmuring
+  soft in tones into nes-
+tled phones:
+        warbled then
+  shouldered with a half-shrug
+quickly cradled with a plastic click,
+ 
+Ships of pudgy people
+   bellowing sails
+     walking in-
+   vestments suit-
+able for their offices,
+ 
+Under rectilinear clouds
+  suspended glowerings
+ in a chip-board matrix
+the heads in empty doldrums float
+  bobbing lightly cycloids
+over a mazing sea of truncated cubes -
+ 
+Foot strides
+sloshing in their holds
+liquid cargo coffee.
+ 
+
+
+A Silver Shaft Appeared at the Temple
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jim Reid
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+A silver shaft appeared at the Temple
+  shining among the gold.
+Did it appear overnight like a Spring mushroom,
+  or was it there much longer - hiding?
+Anomaly, or portent?  I wonder...
+ 
+I prayed for a sign that I might know:
+  Does this foreshadow the end of the present,
+    or perhaps the beginning of the next?
+Silence.
+I searched the temple carefully.  More silver
+  where once only golden gleamed.
+ 
+Silver on the crown and the crest, too.
+And the golden shafts are thinner now -
+  worn away in friction with time.
+When did I stop growing up
+  and start growing old?
+
+
+Sailing the Seas of Cyberspace
+Copyright (c) 1993, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sailing the Seas of CyberSpace
+version 1
+by J. Guenther
+
+(dedicated to & inspired by Jess M. and Ken D.)
+
+In the rocking seas a ship sets sail
+over their billowing waves and frosty tails;
+Its wooden hull, its mast so frail,
+it sails so fast with the nightly gales;
+
+I can read her words and see her smile
+across the seas of CyberSpace;
+Amongst the games and lengthy files,
+I think I can see her shining face;
+
+Through the seas of CyberSpace,
+our ships find a friendly dock;
+And though the days demands more haste,
+our ships ignore the ticking clock;
+
+But we surrender to our crew,
+and must submit to the annoyed alarm;
+The night has blanketed our ships two,
+and the morning stars have stolen its charm;
+
+My ship, oh ship, with its grimy rust,
+readies for its course homebound;
+Good night, good friend, and you can trust
+that tonight a friend you have found.
+
+  ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ                          ú                       ú                  
+ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ                                                                   
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ                                                              ú    
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+
+Freud on Seuss
+Copyright (c) 1993, Josh LeBeau
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                        Freud on Seuss
+                a book review by Josh LeBeau
+
+
+_The Cat in the Hat_
+by Dr. Seuss, 61 pages.  Beginner Books, $3.95
+
+The Cat in the Hat is a hard-hitting novel of prose and poetry in which the
+author re-examines the dynamic rhyming schemes and bold imagery of some of
+his earlier works, most notably _Green Eggs and Ham_, _If I Ran the Zoo_,
+and _Why Can't I Shower With Mommy?_  In this novel, Theodore Geisel,
+writing under the pseudonym Dr. Seuss, pays homage to the great Dr. Sigmund
+Freud in a nightmarish fantasy of a renegade feline helping two young
+children understand their own frustrated sexuality.
+
+The story opens with two youngsters, a brother and a sister, abandoned by
+their mother, staring mournfully through the window of their single-family
+dwelling.  In the foreground, a large tree/phallic symbol dances wildly in
+the wind, taunting the children and encouraging them to succumb to the
+sexual yearnings they undoubtedly feel for each other.  Even to the most
+unlearned reader, the blatant references to the incestuous relationship the
+two share set the tone for Seuss' probing examination of the satisfaction
+of primitive needs. The Cat proceeds to charm the wary youths into engaging
+in what he so innocently refers to as "tricks."  At this point, the fish,
+an obvious Christ figure who represents the prevailing Christian morality,
+attempts to warn the children, and thus, in effect, warns all of humanity
+of the dangers associated with the unleashing of the primal urges.  In
+response to this, the cat proceeds to balance the aquatic naysayer on the
+end of his umbrella, essentially saying, "Down with morality; down with
+God!"
+
+After poohpoohing the righteous rantings of the waterlogged Christ figure,
+the Cat begins to juggle several icons of Western culture, most notably two
+books, representing the Old and New Testaments, and a saucer of lactal
+fluid, an ironic reference to maternal loss the two children experienced
+when their mother abandoned them "for the afternoon."  Our heroic Id adds
+to this bold gesture a rake and a toy man, and thus completes the Oedipal
+triangle.
+
+Later in the novel, Seuss introduces the proverbial Pandora's box, a large
+red crate out of which the Id releases Thing One, or Freud's concept of
+Ego, the division of the psyche that serves as the conscious mediator
+between the person and reality, and Thing Two, the Superego which functions
+to reward and punish through a system of moral attitudes, conscience, and
+guilt.  Referring to this box, the Cat says, "Now look at this trick.  Take
+a look!"  In this, Dr. Seuss uses the children as a brilliant metaphor for
+the reader, and asks the reader to re-examine his own inner self.
+
+The children, unable to control the Id, Ego, and Superego allow these
+creatures to run free and mess up the house, or more symbolically, control
+their lives.  This rampage continues until the fish, or Christ symbol,
+warns that the mother is returning to reinstate the Oedipal triangle that
+existed before her abandonment of the children.  At this point, Seuss
+introduces a many-armed cleaning device which represents the psychoanalytic
+couch, which proceeds to put the two youngsters' lives back in order.
+
+With powerful simplicity, clarity, and drama, Seuss reduces Freud's
+concepts on the dynamics of the human psyche to an easily understood
+gesture.  Mr. Seuss' poetry and choice of words is equally impressive and
+serves as a splendid counterpart to his bold symbolism.  In all, his
+writing style is quick and fluid, making _The Cat in the Hat_ impossible to
+put down.  While this novel is 61 pages in length, and one can read it in
+five minutes or less, it is not until after multiple readings that the
+genius of this modern day master becomes apparent.
+
+
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+ Top Ten Ways To Tell You're Having a Really Rough Day In BBS Land  
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ  
+
+
+ 10. SysOp changes your handle to "Ima Leech"
+  9. Microsoft releases Windows NT, and you're happy
+  8. Psych 101 paper gets juxtaposed with alt.sex file from Internet
+  7. President of local computer user group marries your sister    
+  6. FIDO doesn't like your front-end mailer - and neither does Spot
+  5. Your wife finds your GIF collection
+  4. National debt pales in comparison to your upload/download ratio
+  3. You find your *wife's* GIF collection
+  2. Chastised by angry RIME conference host for being off topic
+  1. Artificial Intelligence program won't hot chat you  
+
+
+
+
+                       Cartoon Law of Physics
+                       ----------------------
+
+Cartoon Law I
+=============
+Any body suspended in space will remain in space until made aware
+of its situation.
+
+Daffy Duck steps off a cliff, expecting further pasture land.  He
+loiters in midair, soliloquizing flippantly, until he chances to
+look down.  At this point, the familiar principle of 32 feet per
+second per second takes over.
+
+
+Cartoon Law II
+==============
+Any body in motion will tend to remain in motion until solid matter
+intervenes suddenly. Whether shot from a cannon or in hot pursuit
+on foot, cartoon characters are so absolute in their momentum that
+only a telephone pole or an outsize boulder retards their forward
+motion absolutely.  Sir Isaac Newton called this sudden termination
+of motion the stooge's surcease.
+
+
+Cartoon Law III
+===============
+Any body passing through solid matter will leave a perforation
+conforming to its perimeter.
+
+Also called the silhouette of passage, this phenomenon is the
+speciality of victims of directed-pressure explosions and of
+reckless cowards who are so eager to escape that they exit directly
+through the wall of a house, leaving a cookie-cutout-perfect hole. 
+The threat of skunks or matrimony often catalyzes this reaction.
+
+
+Cartoon Law IV
+==============
+The time required for an object to fall twenty stories is greater
+than or equal to the time it takes for whoever knocked it off the
+ledge to spiral down twenty flights to attempt to catch it
+unbroken.
+
+Such an object is inevitably priceless, the attempt to catch it is
+inevitably unsuccessful.
+
+
+Cartoon Law V
+=============
+All principles of gravity are negated by fear.
+
+Psychic forces are sufficient in most bodies for a shock to propel
+them directly away from the earth's surface.  A spooky noise or an
+adversary's signature sound will induce motion upward, usually to
+the cradle of a chandelier, a treetop, or the crest of a flagpole. 
+The feet of a character who is running or the wheels of a speeding
+auto need never touch the ground, especially when in flight.
+
+
+Cartoon Law VI
+==============
+As speed increases, objects can be in several places at once. This
+is particularly true of tooth-and-claw fights, in which a
+character's head may be glimpsed emerging from the cloud of
+altercation at several places simultaneously.  This effect is
+common as well among bodies that are spinning or being throttled. 
+A `wacky' character has the option of self-replication only at
+manic high speeds and may ricochet off walls to achieve the
+velocity required. 
+
+
+Cartoon Law VII
+===============
+Certain bodies can pass through solid walls painted to resemble
+tunnel entrances; others cannot.
+
+This trompe l'oeil inconsistency has baffled generations, but at
+least it is known that whoever paints an entrance on a wall's
+surface to trick an opponent will be unable to pursue him into this
+theoretical space.  The painter is flattened against the wall when
+he attempts to follow into the painting.  This is ultimately a
+problem of art, not of science.
+
+
+Cartoon Law VIII
+================
+Any violent rearrangement of feline matter is impermanent.
+
+Cartoon cats possess even more deaths than the traditional nine
+lives might comfortably afford.  They can be decimated, spliced,
+splayed, accordion-pleated, spindled, or disassembled, but they
+cannot be destroyed.  After a few moments of blinking self pity,
+they reinflate, elongate, snap back, or solidify
+ 
+Corollary: A cat will assume the shape of its container.
+
+
+Cartoon Law IX
+==============
+Everything falls faster than an anvil.
+
+
+Cartoon Law X
+=============
+For every vengeance there is an equal and opposite revengeance.
+
+This is the one law of animated cartoon motion that also applies to
+the physical world at large.  For that reason, we need the relief
+of watching it happen to a duck instead.
+
+
+Amendment A
+=======================
+A sharp object will always propel a character upward.
+
+When poked (usually in the buttocks) with a sharp object (usually
+a pin), a character will defy gravity by shooting straight up, with
+great velocity.
+
+
+Amendment B
+=======================
+The laws of object permanence are nullified for "cool" characters.
+
+Characters who are intended to be "cool" can make previously
+nonexistent objects appear from behind their backs at will.  For
+instance, the Road Runner can materialize signs to express himself
+without speaking.
+
+
+Amendment C
+=======================
+Explosive weapons cannot cause fatal injuries.
+
+They merely turn characters temporarily black and smoky.
+
+
+Amendment D
+=======================
+Gravity is transmitted by slow-moving waves of large wavelengths.
+
+Their operation can be witnessed by observing the behavior of a
+canine suspended over a large vertical drop.  Its feet will begin
+to fall first, causing its legs to stretch.  As the wave reaches
+its torso, that part will begin to fall, causing the neck to
+stretch.  As the head begins to fall, tension is released and the
+canine will resume its regular proportions until such time as it
+strikes the
+ground. 
+
+
+Amendment E
+=======================
+Dynamite is spontaneously generated in "C-spaces" (spaces in which
+cartoon laws hold).
+
+The process is analogous to steady-state theories of the universe
+which postulated that the tensions involved in maintaining a space
+would cause the creation of hydrogen from nothing.  Dynamite quanta
+are quite large (stick sized) and unstable (lit).  Such quanta are
+attracted to psychic forces generated by feelings of distress in
+"cool" characters (see Amendment B, which may be a special case of
+this law), who are able to use said quanta to their advantage.  One
+may imagine C-spaces where all matter and energy result from primal
+masses of dynamite exploding.  A big bang indeed.
+
+
+
+
+
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+
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+fifth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Heck, I'll even send you a *registered* version of my shareware program,
+Quote! v1.4 (a random quote generator) What could be better than that?
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ The only payment we can offer for your articles, stories, and poems is
+ that of exposure. As STTS grows, we expect it to reach markets through-
+ out the USA, Canada, Europe, Japan, and parts of ASIA. Through the
+ distribution system we're using, the possibilities are practically
+ limitless.
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop.
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Common, Writers,
+                    or Poetry Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you
+                    put a ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper
+                    left-hand corner, it'll be routed directly to my
+                    BBS.
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If 
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as 
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address 
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen.
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 35 BBS's
+ across the nation. It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in three different formats:
+
+
+
+ 1) Regular Advertisement
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $20.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points, elsewhere in this issue.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($ 100.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 2) Feature Advertisement
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $ 50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+
+ 3) BBS Advertisement
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $ 100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Any
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... (214) 264-8920
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+ *  BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathama Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+    
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9311.ZIP. After Nov. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9312.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9311.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+STTS Magazine seems to be constantly changing and evolving. This issue,
+we decided to shelve the monthly contest and in it's place add a humour
+section. (arguably, the monthly contest was humour at it's finest, so
+perhaps nothings really changed after all)
+
+The magazine seems to be getting more and more exposure, having recently
+been picked up by a BBS in the United Kingdom and two in Portugal. We've
+become international! Hopefully as it becomes more and more available to
+the public at large, we'll get more and more responses to things like
+surveys, submission requests, and monthly contests. 
+
+Feedback is important, and, well, vital to any creative process. If you
+have any comments at all, please direct them to me via any of the
+pathways described in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue. Your notes
+will be answered, guaranteed.
+
+Cheers!
+
+Joe DeRouen, Halloween 1993
+
+
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+  Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  Volume I, Issue 5                            Nov. 1, 1993
+
+  Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+  Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+  Staff of STTS.............................................
+  Special Survey (READ THIS PLEASE!)........................
+  ------------------ MONTHLY COLUMNS -----------------------
+  Letters to the Editor.....................................
+  Monthly Contest...........................................
+  The Question & Answers Session............................
+  Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ------------------ FEATURE ARTICLES ----------------------
+  Michael Elansky: Anarchist?....................Gage Steele
+  STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+  From the Journals of..(pt.4)...................Gage Steele
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS
+  ---------------------- REVIEWS ---------------------------
+  Movie Reviews? Where Are They?.................Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Yes I Am/Melissa Etheridge.............Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Driving Home/Cheryl Wheeler........Heather DeRouen  
+  (Music) Bat Out of Hell II/Meat Loaf........Jason Malandro
+  (Music) Up On the Roof/Neil Diamond...........Wendy Bryson
+  (Book)  Thief of Always/Clive Barker.......Heather DeRouen
+  (Book)  Way Things Oughta Be/Rush Limbaugh....Robert McKay
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS  
+  ---------------------- FICTION ---------------------------
+  It's All Greek to Uncle Thaddeus...............Joe DeRouen 
+  Get a Life....................................Robert McKay
+  A Christmas Tale............................Franchot Lewis         
+  ---------------------- POETRY ----------------------------
+  Triad...............................................Tamara
+  Do-Wop......................................Patricia Meeks
+  Buzzing Floor Essence..........................Kurt Becker
+  A Silver Shaft Appeared at the Temple.............Jim Reid
+  Sailing the Seas of Cyberspace.................J. Guenther
+   ÿ                Advertisement-STTS BBS       
+  ----------------------- HUMOUR ---------------------------
+  Freud on Seuss.................................Josh LeBeau
+  Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen     
+  Cartoon Law of Physics......................Author Unknown
+  -------------------- INFORMATION -------------------------
+  How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+  ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+  Submission Information....................................
+  Advertiser Information....................................
+  Contact Points............................................
+  Distribution Sites........................................
+  Distribution Via Networks.................................
+  End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+
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+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+What, it's this time again? It seems like only yesterday when I was
+finishing up the October issue. Time does indeed fly when you're having
+fun.
+
+With this issue, STTS hits the five month mark. I'd like to thank
+everyone who's been reading it since the beginning, as well as the new
+readers and SysOps who've "discovered" us along the way. Truly, you make
+it all worth while. 
+
+In this issue, Gage Steele explores the strange case of a Hartford,
+Connecticut SysOp accused of promoting anarchy. Fact really IS stranger
+than fiction, as you'll see when you read MICHAEL ELANSKY: ANARCHIST?.
+
+BBSing, though it's been around since the late 1970's, is still a
+relatively new medium. Constantly changing, the BBS world doesn't quite
+seem sure how to regulate itself. We've all heard the stories of BBS's
+being "busted" for pirated files and users trading illegal credit card
+information through the electronic airways. 
+
+To be sure, BBSing *does* need to be put under just as close of scrutiny
+as does any other form of communication. "Pirate boards" SHOULD be
+illegal, just as it's illegal for someone to sell copies of pre-recorded
+VHS movies. But where does the rightful policing stop and persecution
+begin?
+
+Irving, Texas recently made a ruling as to just what GIF files can and
+cannot be placed on a BBS. While this applies to adult/nude GIFS and I
+myself don't see much use for them, the ruling worried me. As long as
+one person's perversion (for lack of a better word) doesn't hurt anyone
+else, who is the government to decide just what they can and cannot look
+at? 
+
+Coming full circle, Mr. Elansky was arrested for having a file on his 
+BBS which allegedly gave instructions on how to build a bomb. Proof on
+the file's existence and certainly it being accessible by anyone under
+18 seems sketchy, but nevertheless the SysOp sits in jail on a half a
+million dollar bond. 
+
+Censorship scares me. Always has. I also see a need for policing. Is
+there a happy medium? I wonder sometimes. If we police ourselves, maybe
+there won't be a need for the government to come into play. Or maybe
+they'll just find something new to persecute. Only time will tell. 
+
+Happy Thanksgiving!
+
+Joe DeRouen, 10/29/93
+
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher, Editor, Fiction
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews  
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews, fiction
+  Jason Malandro.........................Book Reviews
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Article
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Actually, I still haven't gotten her
+  profile. But it sounds much more enigmatic this way, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Kurt Becker............................Poetry
+  Wendy Bryson...........................CD Review
+  Lucia Chambers.........................RIP Cover
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Jim Reid...............................Poetry
+  Josh LeBeau............................Humour
+  Franchot Lewis.........................Fiction
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Glenda Thompson........................ANSI/ASCII Cover  
+  Author Unknown.........................Humour
+
+ 
+  Kurt Becker finds himself writing in his car, when gridlocked
+  in traffic between home, work, and college.
+
+  Wendy Bryson, the well traveled, well read, and highly exotic music
+  critic, (most famous for her works of the 1970's) speaks seven
+  languages, none of which are spoken on earth.  If her writings baffle
+  you a little, don't feel too bad; she's puzzled by them as well. 
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so). 
+
+  Jim Reid is a hard-working federal employee who lives in Virginia with
+  his lovely wife Kris and two equally pretty daughters.  He manages
+  people for a living, programs shareware for the challenge, and writes
+  poetry to vent the stresses created by the other two activities. 
+
+  Franchot Lewis lives in Washington, D.C. He is the proud owner of a
+  modest 386 computer and a 14.4 modem. As we know, he doesn't know
+  anyone named Wally.   
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk. 
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Glenda Thompson spends most of her days sleeping, but when she's not
+  doing that, she's BBS'ing around the metroplex or creating ANSI
+  screens for STTS. Her hobbies include: writing, poetry, music, and art
+  done with various media. She was never sentenced to prison for a crime
+  she didn't commit (or even for one that she did) and someday hopes to
+  marry cereal king Captain Xavier Q. Crunch. 
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+STTS Survey
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+NOTE: Yes, this is the same survey that was in last month's issue. 
+      I've decided to keep it in until the end of the year in hopes
+      of more responses. If you haven't already replied, please do 
+      so today. 
+
+Please fill out the following survey. This article is duplicated in the
+ZIP archive as SURVEY.TXT. If you're reading this on-line and haven't
+access to that file, please do a screen capture of this article and 
+fill it out that way. If all else fails, just write your answers down
+(on paper or in an ASCII file) and include the question's number beside
+your answer.
+
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+
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+
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+
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+    excellent and 1 being awful. (if no opinion, X)
+
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+
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+                  
+    Question&Answers ___     Editorial  ___     ANSI Coverart    ___
+
+    Misc. Info       ___     Humour     ___     RIP Coverart     ___
+
+
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+   conference.
+
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+   Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.org
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+E) My BBS - (214) 629-8793 24 hrs. a day 1200-14,000 baud. Upload the
+   file SURVEY.TXT (change the name first! Change it to something like
+   the first eight digits of your last name (or less, if your name
+   doesn't have eight digits) and the ext of .SUR) Immediate access is
+   gained to my system via filling out the new user questionnaire. 
+   Alternately, logon with the handle STTS SYSOP and password: STTS and
+   skip the new user questionnaire and upload the file. 
+
+F) U.S. Postal Service - Send the survey either printed out or on a disk
+   to:    Joe DeRouen
+          14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
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+Send any and all comments you have concerning STTS Magazine to Joe
+DeRouen, via any of the routes covered under CONTACT POINTS, listed
+elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Now, on to a few letters...
+
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+STTS Magazine,
+
+I really enjoyed Brigid Childs' article on Halloween. It was informative
+without being condescending, which I really appreciate. It's nice to
+learn a little about the past and what it means to today.
+
+Sincerely,
+
+    Laura Drake
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+Dear Joe,
+
+I really liked the ANSI coverart! Too cool! Of course, the articles 
+inside weren't bad either. :) I always enjoy the fiction and poetry.
+Keep up the good work!
+
+Thanks,
+James Mitchell
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+    Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Contest
+    --------------------------------------------
+
+Do to a decided lack of interest, the monthly contest/prize giveaway is
+no more. Public interest in the contest just didn't warrant keeping it
+in. 
+
+We'll probably have other various contests/giveaways from time to to but
+as it stands now, at least for the time being, the monthly contest is
+being shelved.
+
+--Joe DeRouen, 10/28/93
+
+Question and Answers
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "What are you thankful
+for, and why?"
+
+This seemed like the perfect question to ask for the November issue, 
+with Thanksgiving and all. :) 
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their entirety, 
+with the permission of the people involved.
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES>
+Number  : 46     of     50       Date : 10/06/93 22:27
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Joe Derouen
+To      : All    
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+"What do you have to be most thankful for in your life?"
+ 
+That's the question we're asking in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine. 
+(It seems appropriate since this is the month of Thanksgiving) 
+ 
+Those who reply give their implied permission to have their message, in 
+it's entirety, reproduced in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine. 
+ 
+As always, we'll publish the most interesting replies. 
+ 
+Thanks,
+  Joe
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 47     of     50       Date : 10/07/93 18:16
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Don Bird
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What do you have to be most thankful for in your life?"
+ 
+Easy one....God, My Family, My Country....In that order....What about 
+YOU?
+                    Have a Great Day,
+                            -=DON=-
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 48     of     50       Date : 10/08/93 07:13
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Grant Guenther
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+What I'm most thankful for?  Well, certainly not Calculus...
+But seriously, I'm most thankful for having free thought and being born
+in a country that not only allows people to express it but sometimes 
+cherish it.
+And Poptarts aren't all that bad, either...
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 49     of     50       Date : 10/14/93 21:46
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Shawn Aiken
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Joe,
+What do I have to be most thankful for in my life?  That's an easy one.
+ My mother.  Who else would have brought me up in the way that she did,
+and who else would be helping to support my writing career?  Not many. 
+Probably no one.  No one except ner.  And that is what I have to be 
+most thankful for.  Sappy, aint it.<G>
+Shawn
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 50     of     50       Date : 10-16-93 20:45
+Reply To: 46
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Robert Mckay
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What do you have to be most thankful for in your life?"
+ 
+JD>That's the question we're asking in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine.
+JD>(It seems appropriate since this is the month of Thanksgiving)
+ 
+JD>Those who reply give their implied permission to have their message, in
+JD>it's entirety, reproduced in the Nov. issue of STTS Magazine.
+ 
+JD>As always, we'll publish the most interesting replies.
+ 
+My faith, my family, my health, my writing talent.  I believe that sums
+up the things I am most thankful for.
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.01 11-1111 þ Only made it out to Needles.   --Three Dog Night
+========================================================================
+
+Many thanks to the people that took the time to read and answer the
+message. As usual, I'll now attempt to answer my own question.
+
+What am I most thankful for? Why, life of course. I've always been a bit
+of a pessimist (just ask my wife!) but there really ARE a lot of things
+out there to be thankful for, if you just open up your eyes and look. As
+for myself, I have a wonderful wife who loves me, 5 fine (if
+occasionally annoying) cats, several great friends, and I'm getting to
+do one of the things I enjoy the most: write! Who could ask for more? 
+
+Oh, I could. My wife's sick, and I want her to be well. I'm
+middle-class, and I really wouldn't mind being wealthy. I've yet to sell
+a novel, and I'd really like to. 
+
+You have to live with what you're dealt, though, to mix metaphors. My
+wife's sick, yes, but she'll get better. Of this I have no doubt. I'm
+not wealthy, but I manage to get by. And I WILL sell that novel, given
+time. <grin> I have a talent for writing, and of this I'll always be
+grateful to whatever mix of genes or deity decision made it so.  
+
+All in all, I have a lot to be thankful for. 
+
+Thanks for reading THE QUESTION AND ANSWERS SESSION!
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ADDITIONS TO THIS ISSUE...
+
+I've included a STTS Magazine survey in this issue. It's Article # 4 in
+this issue, and also SURVEY.TXT in the archive. *Please* read it and
+fill it out. Send it back to me per the instructions included with the
+survey.
+
+Gage Steele breaks the story on the Michael Elansky case (a Hartford,
+Conn. SysOp accused of trading illegal ararchy files). Are law
+enforcement officers making the BBS world safer for us all, or has
+justice gone awry? Read Gage's article and find out. 
+
+RIP Graphics! Thanks to Lucia Chambers, STTS Magazine now has a RIP
+graphics cover. Of course, if you have RIP capabilities, you probably
+already noticed that. <Grin>
+
+Humour section! We've added a whole new section to STTS, guaranteed to
+at least cause you a minor chuckle or two. Check it out, and let us know
+what you think!
+
+
+SUBTRACTIONS FROM THIS ISSUE...
+
+The monthly contest/prize giveaway is no more. There just didn't seem to
+be enough interest in it to warrant the cost of coming up with a new
+prize to give away every month. We'll probably have other contests from
+time to time, but, at least for now, the monthly contest is shelved.
+
+Due to unforseen circumstances, STTS won't have any movie reviews this
+month. Barring disaster and the german measles, they should be back in
+full force next month. 
+
+
+DECEMBER...
+
+Look for more great fiction, poetry, and reviews in December. Also,
+Brigid Childs (who did the wonderful article on the origin of Halloween
+for the October issue) is working on a similar piece for Christmas/Yule.
+
+December will also carry several "Christmas oriented" stories, poems,
+and articles. 'Tis the season, after all.. 
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+FUTURE ISSUES...
+
+Look for a round robin/continuing story soon, as well as more feature
+articles, and more "theme issues".
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+Michael Elansky: Anarchist?
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                   MICHAEL ELANSKY: ANARCHIST?
+                         by Gage Steele
+
+
+     When does the "long arm of the law" extend too far?  Michael Elansky,
+of West Hartford, Connecticut, found out this summer.
+
+     22 year-old Michael (aka "The Ionizer") ran a BBS called The
+Warehouse.  He was also a member of the International Information
+Retrieval Guild, a computer group very much concerned with freedom of
+speech and freedom of information.  Like the group with which he was
+affiliated, Michael felt strongly about our First Amendment rights, and
+it was this belief that ultimately led him to trouble.
+     Michael is currently in jail, unable to post his $500,000 bail.  Says
+the prosecutor, he created risk or injury to a minor and advocated
+violence against law enforcement agents.  Those are some mighty hefty
+infringements, true, and carry a maximum of 10 years imprisonment if
+convicted.
+     Police say a file found on Michael's system gave instructions on how
+to build bombs and other explosives, and that having it on his BBS was in
+conflict with the law.  The text itself was written 4 years ago by "Deth
+Vegetable" (who was a teen at the time of writing, and unable to be
+reached for comment).  It contained information similar to what you might
+find in numerous publications, including highschool- and college-level
+chemistry textbooks, and the infamous _Anarchists Cookbook_.  All can be
+purchased in many bookstores, as well as borrowed from most local
+libraries, without fear of breaking the law.  In fact, minors are able to
+purchase or borrow the _Anarchists Cookbook_ itself, from numerous venues.
+     So, why, then, was it illegal for Michael to make a similar,
+electronic version available to his users?  This remains unanswered, as
+do many aspects of this case.  While researching, I came to numerous
+inconclusive pieces of evidence, some possibly fact, some possibly
+fiction.
+
+     In Detective Richard Aniolowsky's unsworn officer's report, he
+states:
+
+     " That I, Richard Aniolowsky, am a member of the West
+       Hartford Police Department and have been for ten years
+       and 7 months and was promoted to Detective in September
+       1990.
+       [...]
+       That it was on May 28, 1993 that Detective Goodrow of
+       the Hartford Police Department gained access to the
+       "Warehouse", a modem accessible computer
+       [...]
+       That Goodrow said the "Anarchy'" [sic] file he obtained
+       access to the Warehouse bulletin board through one of
+       the users systems. "
+
+     Although Detective Aniolowsky's writing is somewhat difficult to
+follow at times, mixed with typos and grammatical errors, this last
+sentence does seem to read that Detective Goodrow used someone else's
+account to log onto The Warehouse.  This would be classified as a class
+C felony under Connecticut General Statute 54-41 ("...Unauthorised or
+illegal inception of wire communication of any person...").
+     Also, when Michael's BBS LOG file was made available for inspection,
+only two incidents were found of the file ever having been downloaded.
+Neither incidents occured on May 28th, 1993, the date which Detectives
+Aniolowsky and Goodrow contend they acquired it through download from The
+Warehouse BBS.  Both accesses of the file in question were made previous
+to the May date.
+     Did the detectives investigating the case commit a crime?
+Unfortunately, I was unable to reach either Aniolowsky or Goodrow for
+comment.
+
+     "Misguided Youth" (whose true name I cannot divulge, upon his
+request), a user of The Warehouse BBS, had this to say when I spoke with
+him on the telephone:
+
+     " Detective Aniolowsky came to my house and made me sign
+       a statement saying I had seen anarchy and bomb-making
+       files on Warehouse and that I had spoken on the phone
+       with 'Ionizer' many times.
+       My parents only witnessed me signing.
+       But later it got changed to '...I had spoken on the
+       phone with 'Ionizer' many times about making bombs.'
+       I have never had an interest in anarchy files.  I never
+       got any from 'Ionizer.'  I have never cared to download
+       them. "
+
+     Neither I, nor "Misguided Youth" could grasp the reasoning behind the
+later alteration of the statement he had signed.  He also seemed to feel
+that the police pressured him in the situation.  I found "Misguided Youth"
+very pleasant to speak with, and do not understand why such apparent
+"strongarm" tactics were used to ensure his signing of the statement.
+
+     When I spoke with Michael Elansky on the telephone, he was sincere,
+at ease, and very willing to talk with me.  He did, however, have a bit of
+information to add to the complexity of it all:
+
+          " I was supposed to be arraigned in Hartford Court.
+            My lawyer was present when we went down.  The
+            arrest warrant had the bond set at $20,000.  But,
+            Detective Aniolowsky said that I needed to be
+            taken to the WEST Hartford Court to be booked.
+            So, my lawyer said 'okay,' and he waited at
+            Hartford.
+            So, Aniolowsky [took me to West Hartford Court] and
+            rushed through booking, prints, photo.  Then he
+            took me upstairs where they proceeded to arraign me
+            - without my lawyer present!  Aniolowsky made a
+            motion to set my bond at $500,000, which it was.
+            Of course it was!  My lawyer wasn't even there to
+            say anything, and Aniolowsky knew he wasn't there
+            and knew he was waiting for us back at Hartford
+            Court. "
+
+     From the way Michael was treated, it looks as though his right to
+counsel was compleatly ignored.  I don't want to pass judgement, but isn't
+that... unjust?
+     I asked Michael about minors on his BBS, and what sort of files they
+had access to.  He assured me that no-one under 18 could look at the adult
+areas.  When I asked specifically about the text in question, he said:
+
+          " No, no-one under 16 could even see that stuff.
+            Only one guy under 18 had access to it, he's 17,
+            but he's a member of the International Information
+            Retrieval Guild, and had to have access to it. "
+
+     For clarity, that means this 17 year old had clout over Michael in
+the hierarchy of the computer group.  It was rather like part of the 17
+year-old's job description to ensure that Michael ran his system within
+the guidelines of the group, and therefor required a very high level of
+access to The Warehouse BBS.
+     Ever-optimistic, Michael also added this:
+
+          " [There's] no way in hell I'd ever plead guilty to
+            these two charges, nor would I ever cop a deal
+            forcing me to plead guilty to these two charges.
+            I did nothing wrong.  I am confident that the two
+            charges will be dismissed. "
+
+     Meanwhile, pretrial hearings are filled with deliberation, and some
+headway.  And - Michael remains behind bars, waiting.
+
+     The Elansky case could have staggering effects on electronic-based
+media and publication.  If the prosecutor finds Elansky guilty as charged,
+maintains that the file is illegal and worthy of felony prosecution with
+possible imprisonment, then the basis for attacking a BBS, but not a
+bookstore or local library, is not defined.  In fact, were Elansky to be
+found guilty, it would seem that the prosecutor reneged all First
+Amendment rights and protection under such simply because the text was
+electronically bound and not paper bound.
+
+     The Internationl Information Retrieval Guild and Michael Elansky
+asked, as a favour, that I also include the following.  The Elansky Family
+is having a terrible time assuaging the cost of legal fees.  Because of
+this, a fund has been set up, and they are asking that anyone able, donate
+whatever he/she can afford to his legal defense.
+
+     Send what you can to:
+
+          Free Ionizer
+          c/o David Elansky
+          25 Maiden Lane
+          West Hartford, CT 06117
+
+     Make cheques or money orders payable to Michael Elansky.  This way,
+you are assured that all funds go directly to his defense.  The bank's
+account number for the fund should also be written on the cheque or money
+order:  02-060-573652
+
+
+     My thanks to:  Dan, International Information Retrieval Guild;
+David Elansky;  "Misguided Youth;"  and Michael Elansky.  If it weren't
+for them, this article could not have been written.
+
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The results are in from the survey in the October issue, and tabulated
+below for a median score. I didn't get as many results as I might have
+liked (do surveys ever?) so I'm keeping the survey in until the end of
+the year. Please respond.
+
+I'd like to thank the 20 or so people who *did* respond. I'd print their
+names here, but I forgot to include a statement in the survey asking
+them if they wanted their names listed. Much thanks just the same,
+though. You know who you are. 
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.5    
+Poetry:             9.5
+Book Reviews:       9.0
+Editorial:          8.6
+Feature Articles:   8.6
+Movie Reviews:      8.5
+ANSI Coverart:      7.5
+CD Reviews:         7.0
+Question & Answers: 7.0
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the book reviews seemed
+         to be the most popular, followed very closely by the movies 
+         and, lastly, the CDs. 
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in your surveys. As noted elsewhere, I've decided to extend the
+survey to Nov.'s (this issue) and Dec.'s issues. 
+
+If you haven't already, please fill out the survey. It's article 4 in
+this issue of STTS, and it's duplicated in the .ZIP archive as
+SURVEY.TXT. 
+
+From The Journal Of...
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ [Names of people and places have been changed to protect the innocent
+  and avoid any nasty lawsuits that decide to rear their ugly heads]
+
+
+
+                  "From The Journal Of..."  Part Four
+
+     About the time I began working for JEannie, Gertrude began to show
+the first real signs of age.  At first, I tried to ignore the problem.
+So what if my hard drive had a few bad sectors and my "C" key no longer
+"fun tioned," I thought.  But, truth be known, by that time, Gertie
+needed 15 minutes to warm up before booting, and she was seriously
+beginning to come apart at the weld.  She'd served me well, and maybe I
+hadn't seen the performance of a hotrod, but Gertie never purported
+herself as such.  She knew she was just a Honda - strong and
+dependable, but disposable after 100,000 miles;  I found myself forced
+to face that fact, as well.  Her suddenly more drastic degeneration
+was, I suppose, her way of telling me, "Mom, it's time.  I'm tired."
+     My first problem was what to replace her with.  Another PS/2 would
+bring the same intrinsic limitations.  A new system was more than
+slightly beyond my chequebook.  So, after carefully packing Gertie and
+her accessories away in the attic, I hauled in:
+
+          "Must See - Must Sell!  Hardly used at 2 years old!
+          Full-size  tower houses  286/12 board,  150W, SVGA,
+          100 MB HD,  5.25  &  3.5  floppies! Ideal for later
+          expansion.  $1250.00, OBO."
+
+     Now, it took a lot of convincing to get Mom to forward me that
+much money from my college fund.  I showed her adverts for new 386's,
+listing in the middle $4,000 range.  I pointed to the awe inspiring
+glossy spreads of the 486's - we both laughed at the price tags on
+those, wondering who would really drop 6 months' wages on such a thing.
+I don't know that Mom understood everything I tried to say, but the
+feeling was there.  She helped me talk the guy down to $1,000.00, and
+cut the cheque.
+     Oh, why didn't I get rid of Gertrude altogether, you ask?  I
+couldn't have sold her for more than scrap metal pennies, for one
+thing.  I couldn't throw her in the bin, either.  I just couldn't.
+We'd been through too much together.
+     Everything about the 286 was faster.  I felt like I'd been living
+in the dark ages!  Immediately, I loaded up every game and programme I
+had just to see a 100 Meg hard drive and Super-ultra-rad-it-doesn't-
+get-any-better-than-this-VGA at work.
+     The novelty, though, quickly faded.  I was soon staring at the
+modem, wondering what was going on in the electronic world.  I couldn't
+go back to JEannie, not with MY Scottish pride and Irish pighead.
+Paragon was close to making me ill, especially the users that whined
+about not understanding the place (?!).  It was time to move on, but to
+what?
+
+     Now, I'd called private BBSs before, but hadn't gotten into them
+much.  I heard people chattering on and on about their systems, but at
+the time, it all seemed... "hokey" to me, like a fad, I guess.  I just
+couldn't see what a dinky BBS run by Joe Schmoe could have that might
+rival corporate whazoo-run JEannie with her mega filebases and
+international chatting.  Besides, both JEannie and Paragon had local
+dialups, while, last I'd checked, private boards were scattered, the
+nearest being a hefty long distance call for me.  Last I'd checked...
+THAT was nearly 10 months previous!
+     Resigned to the notion that I'd have to settle for second best
+while waiting for something better to come along (hmm, a commentary on
+life?  That isn't what this piece was to be about), I picked up a local
+computing newspaper that often ran BBS ads, and scanned the listings.
+It seemed, judging from the column plus of local boards shown, that
+while I'd been sidetracked with JE, private systems had spread and
+grown.  A few were touted as having 400 megabyte or more online.  That
+did it.  If BBSs really were to be flash-in-the-pan fads, at least I
+would be able to say, "Been there.  Yawn.  Did that," and nab a few
+files on the way through.
+     Of course, the first place I connected with (and you'll never
+believe this one in a million years as I still have trouble with it and
+I was there) was something of a "pirate" board.  Okay, so back then, I
+couldn't tell a pirate from a pickled pancreas, and why such a board
+was listed in the magazine, I don't know, but there it was.  And,
+rather suddenly, so was I.
+     I know now that boards much like the one I connected with that day
+have security tighter than Jesse Helm's buttcheeks.  I also know why I
+was allowed access, even though I was a "lamer-newbie" (again).
+     Because I'm a girl.
+     Oh, I almost forgot:  I flirt just a tiny bit, too.
+
+     Now, before I have the bureaucrats beating a path to my door, let
+me tell you I outgrew that scene (you can tell the nice men in the
+white vans to go home, now, thanks).  I was already too old, often 4 or
+more years older than the SysOps, when I got there.  I never was big on
+"zero day" crap, anyway; The "mine is bigger/badder/faster/newer that
+yours" mentality I found all over those boards really grated on my
+nerves.  Penile shadow boxing, I called it.
+     I was much more interested in collecting odd little programmes
+that no-one seemed to have around anymore.  My collector instinct led
+me to the PD boards, and eventually to the subscription BBSs.  It
+wasn't long before every floppy in the house was filled with files and
+my hard drive hadn't enough space to store my writing.
+     It was my mother who first vocalised the idea I have lived to
+occasionally regret.  Tired of the subscription costs and phone charges
+I was now racking up, Mom asked, "Why can't you just make your own file
+place and have everybody send you stuff?"
+
+     So, I did.
+
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+Due to unforseen circumstances, STTS won't be carrying the usual movie
+reviews. Randy Shipp and Bruce Diamond's THROUGH THE MAGIC LANTERN and
+Bruce's LIGHTS OUT movie reviews should make a reappearance with next
+month's issue, barring disaster or German Measles.
+
+We're sorry for any inconvience this might have caused. 
+
+Joe DeRouen, 10/31/93
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+YES I AM            
+Melissa Etheridge
+Island Records
+1993
+
+
+With her release of 1988's MELISSA ETHERIDGE, Melissa Etheridge shoved
+her way into the folk/rock world with an energy and intensity not to be
+rivaled. SIMILAR FEATURES, the album's hottest single, proved Etheridge
+a force to be reckoned with. 
+
+1989 and 1992 saw, respectively, the release of BRAVE AND CRAZY and
+NEVER ENOUGH, both critically acclaimed by neither having the much
+sought after selling power of her first album. Both CD's contained a lot
+of good music, but none embodied that original passion and energy that
+characterized her first release. 
+
+YES I AM, Etheridge's fourth album, returns us to that dark intensity
+and passionate rage that made the first one such a welcome guest in my
+CD player. Far from being just a knock off of her debut album, YES I AM
+songs are crafted with precision wit and intelligence as well as
+something new: the confidence of a established artist who isn't afraid
+to take chances.
+
+The album's first single release, I'M THE ONLY ONE, is a powerful
+exhibition of Etheridge's music skills (one of the best all-around
+guitar players in the business) as well as her songwriting ability.
+(Please baby can't you see/My mind's a burnin' hell/I got razors a
+rippin' and tearin' and strippin'/My heart apart as well) The single
+recaptures the intensity of 1988's hit single SIMILAR FEATURES, but
+doesn't just copy it.
+
+COME TO MY WINDOW, the CD's third track, is an achingly beautiful
+rendition of a forbidden love. Laced with a curious mixture of
+sensuality and sadness, it's possibly the best all-around track on the
+CD. (Come to my window/Crawl inside, wait by the light/of the moon/Come
+to my window/I'll be home soon)
+
+TALKING TO MY ANGEL, the last (10th) track on the CD, is an achingly
+bittersweet tale of a woman who's searching for something she can't find
+and running away from what she has found just the same. (Don't be
+afraid/Close your eyes/Lay it all down/Don't you cry/Can't you see I'm
+going/Where I can see the sun rise/I've been talking to my angel/And he
+said it's allright) It's a hauntingly remorseful tune, with just the
+hint of hope and promise.
+
+All in all, there's not really a bad song on YES I AM. That's a feat
+rarely accomplished by even the experienced veterans of the music world,
+and one to be celebrated. With a strong mix of excellent musical ability
+(Etheridge playing acoustic and electric guitars, Kevin McCormick on
+bass) and beautifully crafted, energetic and passionate songs, this is
+one CD that can't lose. Check it out. 
+
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 10
+
+
+
+Melissa Etheridge CDs, all published by Island Records:
+
+YES I AM (1993)
+NEVER ENOUGH (1992)  
+BRAVE AND CRAZY (1989)  
+MELISSA ETHERIDGE (1988)
+
+CD Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+DRIVING HOME
+Cheryl Wheeler
+Philo Records
+1993
+
+
+When looking for music by Cheryl Wheeler, one can never be certain in
+which category it might be located.  She has been classified as Pop, Country,
+and Folk, and her music rightfully fits into all of these categories.  The
+only times I've seen music videos or performances by her have been on The
+Nashville Network, but she seems to have her own individual style, denying
+a definitive niche for her work.  This individualism could be the reason
+that she is rather obscure as an artist, and her work hasn't ever really
+found a loyal following (besides myself, my husband, and a couple of our
+friends).
+
+Her first and second releases ("Cheryl Wheeler", and "Half a Book") had
+very strong C&W influences in them, but her last two releases ("Circles &
+Arrows" and "Driving Home") are less twangy, much more pleasant and easy
+to listen to.
+
+Each of the tracks on "Driving Home" provides the listener with what
+I feel is an intimate insight into the type of person that Cheryl Wheeler
+is.  She is to music what Erma Bombeck is to humor, connecting all of us
+with common threads that help us to not feel quite so alone.
+
+There is not a track on this CD that is bad, many of them evoking strong
+feelings of wistfulness, longing, and a couple of chuckles.  I strongly
+recommend this CD for anyone who has an interest in Folk, Pop, or Country
+music.
+
+(NOTE:  Border Books has this CD in the Folk section.)
+
+Rating (on a scale of 1-10)  9.999999  (just because I rarely give anything
+a 10)
+
+
+Other Cheryl Wheeler titles:
+
+DRIVING HOME, Philo Records, 1993
+CIRCLES AND ARROWS, Capitol Records, 1990
+HALF A BOOK, Cypress Records, 1987  
+CHERYL WHEELER, North Star Records, 1986
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jason Malandro
+All rights reserved
+
+
+BAT OUT OF HELL II: BACK INTO HELL
+Meatloaf         
+MCA Records    
+1993
+
+
+In 1978, an unknown musician calling himself Meatloaf released BAT OUT
+OF HELL. A pop album curiously infused with Wagnerian opera (ala
+composer and songwriter Jim Steinman), it become an almost overnight
+sensation and ended up topping out at number 14 on the billboard charts.
+
+15 years later, in 1993, BAT OUT OF HELL II: BACK INTO HELL rests firmly
+atop the charts in the number 1 slot. Call it retro rock, call it 70's
+nostalgia, call it anything you'd like - the album's actually good. 
+
+Reuniting with partner Steinman seems to have added the missing
+ingredient Meatloaf needed. Of course, recycling the album title
+probably didn't hurt either. 
+
+I'D DO ANYTHING FOR LOVE (BUT I WON'T DO THAT) currently holds the
+number 3 slot for top singles, with a bullet. A stylistic sequel of
+sorts to BAT OUT OF HELL's best-selling single PARADISE BY THE DASHBOARD
+LIGHT, the song's destined to become a classic. 
+
+Some of the songs are more original than others, but there's isn't a bad
+one in the group. Everythings well done, energetic, and creative. That's
+a hard combination to achieve when doing a sequel to a 15 year old
+album, but Meatloaf and Steinman manage to pull it off admirably. 
+
+Check out the artwork as well. You wouldn't normally buy a CD for the
+artwork, but it sure doesn't hurt. The front of the CD itself displays a
+beautiful recreation of the album's cover, depicting a motorcyling
+wizard racing into the bowels of hell to save an angel. The coverart as
+well as the 7 other illustrations found in the CD booklet are courtesy
+of fantasy artist Michael Whelan and fit into the overall package
+perfectly. 
+
+High-quality artwork, great songs, and a well-deserved comeback. Who
+could ask for more? 
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 9
+
+
+CD Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Wendy Bryson
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"UP ON THE ROOF" SONGS FROM THE BRILL BUILDING
+Neil Diamond
+Columbia
+1993
+
+     "Nostalgic", best describes Neil Diamond's salute to the song
+writers he starved with in the late 1950s and '60s.  For those of
+us who are old enough to remember, the sounds on this CD will
+prompt warm memories.  There are no original works recorded here,
+as the artist states that this album is a salute to those who
+pushed and inspired him in his youth.
+     For those "die hard" Diamond fans, you will find this CD in
+his usually style of being fully orchestrated, and well done at
+that. The CD definitely has a sing along appeal.
+     However, for those who loved the writer more than the singer,
+there is little offering here.  Diamond is simply the singer on
+this album.  Since there are none of his own works, the flavor and
+feeling that usually permeates his work is lost.
+     For the most part, this CD is pleasant listening, but don't
+get a ticket running to get a copy.  Wait till the price falls a
+little.
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 6
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THE THIEF OF ALWAYS
+Clive Barker     
+Harper Fiction       
+$5.99 US, $6.99 Canada
+
+
+
+Having never read one of Clive Barker's books before, but having seen
+a couple of the movies based on those books, I embarked upon reading this
+book with the expectation of vivid special effects, intense emotions
+in the characters, and a thrilling roller-coaster ride of a tale.  Herein
+was my downfall, because none of these things was evident in "The Thief of
+Always".
+
+I should have been forewarned by other horror writers' attempts to write
+fairy tales for children and try to market them to both adult and child
+audiences.  Does anyone remember Stephen Kings "The Eyes of the Dragon"?
+This same type of condescenscion is evident in "The Thief of Always".
+Barker assumes that none of the readers, whether adult or child, would be
+smart enough to spot the obvious logic lapses in the plot and lack of
+clear-cut plot resolution.  This was one of the most unfulfilling and
+cumbersome books I've read in ages.  If one can trudge through the muck and
+mire of tedious dialogue, it is evident that the author goes to great length
+to provide visual imagery that really doesn't tell us anything whatsoever.
+(Example text:  "The great gray beast of February had eaten Harvey Swick
+alive.  Here he was, buried in the belly of that smothering month, wondering
+if he would ever find his way out through the cold coils that lay between
+here and Easter.")
+
+About the only redeeming quality that I found in the book was that I only
+wasted about 2-1/2 hours reading it.
+
+If you can't tell by now, I wasn't really all that impressed by this book.
+I guess I'll stick to his movies.  (If you haven't already seen "Night Breed",
+based on his book "Cabal", I highly recommend it.)
+
+My score (on a scale of 1 to 10) 3
+
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                    *Almost Always Right - 97% of the Time*
+                                     * * *
+                         *The Way Things Ought to Be*
+                           Reviewed by Robert McKay
+
+    Everyone knows who Rush Limbaugh is.  This "harmless little fuzzball" is a
+household word even among those who neither watch his television show, listen
+to his radio program, nor care for his views.  The words "dittohead" and
+"megadittoes" have entered the language of our day; they may not last any
+longer than "groovy" or "boss" did, but for now they're familiar to many.  In
+other words, Rush Limbaugh is a phenomenon.
+    His first book "was" released in paperback, according to the copyright
+page, in October of 1993 (I'm writing this on September 23).  The title
+reflects Rush's view that he knows *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  I'm not
+certain, however, that the title is a completely accurate reflection of the
+content of the book.
+    It'll come out before I'm through, so I'll say it now - I agree with Rush
+Limbaugh.  I am not, however, a convert.  Nor am I a mindless sheep.  I heard
+the same things he's saying from the time I was old enough to listen to the
+political discussions that went on in my family (and almost everyone I've
+talked to since has espoused the same views I heard then).  When I began to
+think seriously about political matters for myself, I found that I came to the
+same conclusions my father so vociferously espoused.  When I first heard Rush,
+therefore, I was already a dittohead - I'd been saying the same things for
+years.
+    The book contains this kind of thinking - conservative thinking, stated
+well.  Rush is certainly no William F. Buckley when it comes to command of the
+English language (even if you loathe Buckley's political views, you should
+listen to him speak just to learn how a well-constructed English sentence is
+put together), but he does have an admirable talent for stating matters in
+such a way that anyone can understand them.  Not since Will Rogers has a
+popular commentator been able to so effectively convey, in easily-understood
+language, his views on what's going on around him.  Rush is, even though he
+lacks a full college education, well-equipped to utilize our language in
+stating his positions.
+    A book is not, obviously, a spoken monologue.  And Rush is, above all
+else, a speaker.  He began in radio, became famous on radio, and only when
+radio propelled him into television and speaking engagements did he enter
+those forums.  He is not - and he admits this - a writer by trade.  The book
+at times has the flavor of a wannabe monologue.  However, it is apparent that
+Rush is aware of his weaknesses, and there is strong evidence throughout the
+book that he tried hard to make it less of a "spout-off" and more of an
+adaptation of his speaking style to the printed page.  He deserves an A for
+effort as far as his writing goes; even with the flaw mentioned in this
+paragraph, it is well done, and with practice he could become a really good
+writer.
+    I have already mentioned another flaw in the book - it does not quite
+match the title.  Now, Rush does tell us in the book how he thinks things
+ought to be.  Indeed, he could no more stop doing that than Congress could
+stop spending money tomorrow.  However, at least as much space is devoted to
+denouncing (one plus - Rush does not bemoan) the way things are and describing
+how Rush got to where he is.  There's nothing wrong with this, of course, but
+it does render the book at most only half about the way things ought to be.
+    Rush admits in the book that he is, primarily, an entertainer.  I have
+believed since I first heard him that much of his apparent abrasiveness,
+silliness, and pomposity is a shtick.  While he clearly does have an ego, the
+well-honed ability to play the clown, and a style that is sometimes
+potentially if not actually offensive, the book makes it clear that much of
+this is for effect.  Rush does not alter *what* he says, but in order to be
+heard he'll put on a show and thereby get attention from people who at first
+are merely "looking at the funny man."  William F. Buckley is admirably suited
+to reach the calm, controlled intellectuals in our country; for the proverbial
+man in the street, sated with extremes in writing, television, and movies,
+Rush is just the attention-getter that is needed.
+    Rush is, though an admitted entertainer having fun at what he does, also a
+purveyor of political commentary.  And here many will no doubt diverge from my
+opinion.  I think he is indeed "almost always right 97.9 percent of the time."
+It is my sincere conviction that he is indeed on the cutting edge of
+commentary in this country.  I am persuaded that Rush is no more than telling
+the truth when he claims to know *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  But then, as
+I've said, I've agreed with his views since I was young.  Those who disagree
+with his views will find no solace in the book; they probably will not be
+entertained as much as I was.
+    Rush is no diplomat.  Tact is seldom found in his vocabulary.  He does
+indeed use such terms "feminazi" and "Slick Willie."  He'll never be Miss
+Congeniality, though he is not vicious in his name-calling.  His weapon is not
+abuse, but ridicule.  He seeks not to injure feelings, but to provide a loud
+and visual *reductio ad absurdum*.  Thus, when he states his position, he is
+not only setting himself against liberalism ideologically, but
+terminologically as well.  He blasts, he mocks, he prods, he ridicules.
+    However, if those who disagree with him can see past the rhetoric and the
+shtick, they will find much to think about in *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  I
+do not say they'll agree.  I do not say they'll be converted to the
+conservative position.  But they *will* find food for thought.  They may find
+Rush's egotistical claims to near-infallibility galling, but the facts and
+figures in the book will take study and thought to refute, if indeed they can
+be refuted.  Even if liberals manage to show that the book is a tissue of
+fabrications and distortions, they'll have to put serious thought into their
+own positions and how those positions are presented, for Rush very accurately
+diagnoses why many average Americans simply don't find liberalism credible.
+    Perhaps you who are reading *Sunlight Through the Shadows* don't care to
+read *The Way Things Ought to Be*.  That is of course your privilege.
+However, whatever your political views, whatever your opinions of Rush
+Limbaugh either as a person or as a political commentator, I think it's safe
+to say that if you don't read the book, you'll be missing much food for
+thought and much entertainment.
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+It's All Greek to Uncle Thaddeus
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+     Uncle Thaddeus was a retired travelling salesman. During his
+career, he'd sold just about anything from aluminum siding for cars to
+diet edible underwear. No matter how ridiculous the concept was, Uncle
+Thaddeus could sell it. 
+     What was his secret to the Great Sell, as people often referred to
+it? He talked them into submission. Something about their lives or the
+product would remind him of a story he'd once heard (or, more likely,
+lived) and he'd just take it from there. 
+     Thaddeus was by far the best in his field. People would often buy
+anything at all from him just to get him to shut up! If there was
+anything he loved to do more than smoke Royal Cuban cigars, it was to
+talk. And he didn't just talk, he told tales. Tall tales, to use a
+phrase from days gone by.  Oh, we could never prove that his tales
+weren't true; he crafted each with the precision of one of those little
+ship-in-a-bottle builders. 
+     We'd learned to avoid his stories whenever possible, or suffer the
+always-jolting consequences of his punch line. Often, though, it just
+wasn't possible.
+
+    We were all sitting around the fireplace, waiting for Aunt Louise to
+bring out the Thanksgiving turkey. My brother Bobby, Heather (my wife),
+and, of course, Uncle Thaddeus. "You'll have to come over more often,
+Joe!" Roared Uncle Thaddeus, between puffs on his Royal Cuban cigar. His
+red face beamed down at me, and he smiled.  "It's been ages!  Why, we
+have so much to catch up on!"
+    "Umm. . . I think I hear Aunt Louise in the kitchen." I replied
+hastily, knowing the signs of Uncle Thaddeus gearing up for one of his
+stories. "She might need help with that turkey."
+     Heather smiled at me. "I'll go. You stay here and visit with your
+uncle." She rose with a flourish from the couch that we shared and before
+I knew it was through the kitchen doors and gone. 
+     "Damned woman. . ." I muttered to Bobby, who shrugged with 
+resignation. 
+     Uncle Thaddeus managed to stand, his hulking 6'4" frame just
+clearing the roof support beam above. Crimson cheeks spread out in a
+smile, and he blew a generous puff of smoke in my general direction. 
+"This reminds me. Did I ever tell you about my friend Penny Stein? No, of
+course I didn't. You'd remember something like that." He paused
+expectantly, waiting for me to say something.  
+     "No, I don't think you have." I almost sighed, relinquishing myself
+to the unavoidable. 
+     Throughout this exchange, Bobby had edged further and further away
+from the edge of the couch. He was just about to make a run for it when,
+quick as his frame could take him, Uncle Thaddeus was beside him. 
+     "You'll want to hear this too, Bobby. It's a marvelous tale!" He
+thundered, slapping my brother on the back. "You see, it all began many
+years ago, when I was dating a reporter by the name of Penny Stein. Ever
+heard of her, Joe?"
+     "I don't think that I have, now that. . ."
+     "Probably a little bit before your time." He frowned, rolling the
+cigar around in his mouth.  "You see, she was an up-and-coming
+investigative journalist then, and had her eye on the biggest story of
+her career. You see, the King of Shag Gydo'G had just died." He paused for
+effect, then cleared his throat to continue. "Shag Gydo'G was, and still is,
+I imagine, a curious little island off the coast of Greece. Being a
+curious little island, it naturally had curious and quaint little
+customs to go along with it. 
+     "Tradition held that a King's soul was so full and rich that he
+needed more of a vessel for it that the human body would normally
+provide. On a King's 13th birthday, he was taught in the ways of
+ceramics. By the 14th birthday, he was to have sculpted and created a
+urn of great and magnificent proportions. This urn was to help house his
+soul and, ultimately, see his demise."
+     "And what a magnificent urn the King created! There were gold
+inlaid runes on one side, depictions of great battles on the other, and
+great diamonds and rubies everywhere else! Truly, the urn was fit for a
+king!"
+     Bobby and I groaned in unison, knowing that the worst was yet to
+come. 
+     "When the King died, he would be cremated and his ashes sifted into
+the urn, and dumped - urn and all - into the Aegean sea, upon the hour
+of his birth."
+     "So all of his life, the king was expected to preserve this vessel,
+guarding it with his very life. If the King didn't keep his urn, as it
+were, he'd soon be out on the streets."
+     That one hurt! I stifled a groan at my uncle's pun. I'd never let
+him know that one got to me!
+     "Of course," He continued, seemingly oblivious to my lack of
+response. "I wouldn't expect either of you to understand. After all, it
+IS just Greek to you."
+     "Oy vey!" Bobby slapped his head in mock-rage, apparently unable to
+show the great restraint I'd thus far managed.
+     "This King," Intoned Uncle Thaddeus, the barest hint of a smile
+visible on his full lips. "had been born at the stroke of noon, and
+would go out the same."  
+     "I think I need to. . ." Bobby started, then fell quiet as Uncle
+Thaddeus' gaze turned to meet his.  
+     "It's no use." I sighed to Bobby, leaning back in the couch. 
+     "Penny had stowed away on the yacht that had been assigned to take
+the King's ashes out to sea. You see, the Crown Prince Hali was also on
+the yacht, and the world awaited with bated breath to see the new King's
+visage.  Penny planned to shoot a few pictures and then escape on a
+rubber lifeboat she'd managed to hide aboard the yacht, and, with a few
+photos, make her career. What she hadn't planned on was terrorists from
+H'Chali, a small island off the *other* coast of Greece, and mortal
+enemies of the great King of Shag Gydo'G."
+     "Penny had managed to steal a few shots of the Crown Prince Hali,
+and was just about ready to make her escape when it happened. The
+terrorists were upon the boat in seconds, just half an hour before the
+urn was due to be dumped. The terrorists - there must have been hundreds
+of them - overwhelmed the Shag Gydo'Gians, slew the Crown Prince, and
+set the yacht on fire, all in a matter of minutes. And then they were
+gone."
+     "Penny drew herself out from the lounge she'd managed to hide
+behind, only to discover everyone dead and the ship going down in
+flames. Her film forgotten (alas, for she never gained the fame she
+rightly deserved) and her hidden lifeboat blocked by flames, she let her
+instincts for survival take over. Running to the ceramic urn, she dumped
+the King's ashes into the sea. With a wish and a prayer, she jumped into
+the urn, pulled the plug in over her, then rocked herself until the urn
+tipped over the bow of the burning ship and into the waters below."
+     "Just about a week later, the urn washed up on the southern coast
+of Greece. Dehydrated and half-starved, Penny thanked her lucky stars to
+be alive. She'd lost over half her body weight during her week-long
+ordeal but, of course, everyone agreed that if they couldn't have the
+full Penny a ha'Penny would just have to do. Truly, she must have been
+blessed!" Thaddeus smiled, scoring another stifled groan from Bobby and
+myself. "You see, the moral of this. . ."
+    "Ahem." I coughed, barely able to contain myself. A smug grin
+spread over my face. I had him! "May I?" Uncle Thaddeus look
+non-plussed, then motioned for me to speak with a grand sweep of his
+arms.  I smiled again to myself. Finally, I was going to beat him at his
+own game. "The moral of the story, of course, is this: A Penny urned is
+a Penny saved."
+     Bobby smiled, the light of truth finally dawning upon him. "Hey,
+you're right!" Thaddeus reduced us both to silence with a single nod. 
+     "Close, my boy, but," He paused to sit his still-smoking cigar in a
+nearby ashtray.  "No stogie. You see, your moral is a good one, and
+partly true, but it doesn't quite capture the essence of the story."
+     "Oh C'mon!" I was starting to get annoyed. I had him, and he knew
+it. I'd finally beaten him at his own game.
+     "Hear me out." He smiled, a merry twinkle dancing through his eyes.
+"The Shag Gydo'Gians hadn't been paying attention. I said it was
+half-an-hour 'til noon when the terrorists attacked. That wasn't
+altogether true, though it was from their standpoint. You see, they'd
+crossed a time zone only hours before, but failed to take that into
+account. It was actually 12:30 PM when the terrorists had boarded their
+ship, half an hour *after* they were to have dumped the urn. If they'd
+been on time, Penny would have been forced to go down with the ship."
+Uncle Thaddeus winked at us, on a roll now. "You see, if the Shag
+Gydo'Gians had been better clock-watchers. . ." He paused, plucking his
+cigar from the ashtray.  Things grew hazy as he sucked on the end of the
+Royal Cuban, billowing out a stream of smoke, then stepped through it. 
+"Suffice it to say that a switch in time saved Stein."
+     I groaned with defeat, barely able to discern my uncle's crowning
+smile through the gauzy screen of smoke. 
+
+
+Get a Life
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                               Get a Life
+                            by Robert McKay
+
+
+     Gardner's thin form moved through the empty streets.  ELO had once
+done a song about "Night in the City" - that was the time and place
+now.  He was not downtown - that forest of skyscrapers and their winds
+did not interest him - but he was fairly near it.  He could look up and
+see the tallest buildings tearing at the low clouds that scudded
+overhead.
+     On these cold, damp, raw nights, it was not a pleasant task to
+move through the darkened streets of this neighborhood.  Yet it was the
+task Gardner had set for himself.  He was lightly bundled for the
+night, wearing a black turtle-necked sweater, jeans, and a battered
+pair of running shoes of indefinite brand.  His face carved a path
+before him, its marble features sharp.  His hands were thrust in his
+pockets; had he withdrawn them, they would have been surgeon's hands,
+long, slender, and dextrous to a fault.  Small beads of condensation
+glistened on the wool Gardner's sweater and rested on his hair as it
+swept back over his collar and partway down his ears.  A spangle of
+crushed diamonds glittered as these drops passed under the rare
+streetlight.
+     Turning a corner, Gardner spied a figure a block away, on the next
+corner.  His pace remained steady, but his head came up and his
+nostrils flared.  He had been seeking someone such as this.  Her
+clothing was outrageously unsuited for the weather; the short skirt
+provided no protection at all, and the low cut of the neck must have
+chilled her thoroughly.  Working no doubt out of sheer necessity, she
+was forlorn and alone on the corner, at an hour when most traffic had
+ceased.
+     Gardner approached.  He saw as he drew near that the woman was not
+as young as she dressed, or to be more precise, had aged more than her
+clothing was designed to lead people to believe.  A hard and
+unrewarding life had clearly been hers, for the lines had gathered
+around her hard eyes and the too-heavily made up mouth.
+     "Whatcha want, honey?" the woman asked, mercifully popping no
+bubblegum.
+     "You," replied Gardner, firmly taking her elbow.  "You are all I
+want."
+                                 * * *
+     The patrol car cruised by the alley, the passenger cop idly
+shining his spotlight down the length of the cluttered passage.  "Hey,
+stop!" came the voice through the window that was slightly open to
+allow cigarette smoke to be sucked out.  "There's a body in that
+alley!"
+     The car stopped with a flash of brake lights.  Thrown into
+reverse, it came slowly back until the light could shine down the alley
+again.  Inside, the driver was patient.  "Are you sure it was a body?
+I mean, there's drunks sleeping in these alleys even in winter, with
+the snow and ice on the ground."
+     "I'm sure.  It wasn't lying down like it was asleep.  It's
+position was - there it is!"
+     The doors of the car popped open and the two officers climbed out,
+stuffing batons into the rings on their belts, and making sure their
+guns were loose in the holsters.  They approached the figure lying in
+the muck and wet of the alley.  Shining a flashlight on the figure, the
+driver of the car saw a woman, dark roots showing under the hard blond
+of her hair, her dress only slightly disarranged, her skin beaded with
+the mist that was falling.  "Is she dead?"
+     "I dunno."  The passenger crouched beside the body, his hand
+feeling for the carotid pulse.  "Feels like it.  No pulse, and cold as
+an ice cube.  I guess we gotta call this one in as a DB."
+     "All right, I'll make the call.  You start marking off the scene."
+     An hour later, as the coroner's wagon pulled out, a detective
+finished scribbling in his notebook.  He'd been taking information from
+the first two officers on the scene, the occupants of the patrol car
+that still stood near the mouth of the alley, its lights now flashing
+garish tints over the crumbling brickwork.  The officer before him -
+the driver of the car - cleared his throat.  "Say, sergeant, did the ME
+say what killed her?"
+     "He said he didn't know for sure, but it looked like she just
+died.  No cause.  She just . . . died."
+                                 * * *
+     An office in the suburbs.  Computer terminals winking on as
+secretaries, programmers, data entry people, and others come in for the
+day.  Among them, a man who looks like youth personified - though a
+youth that is not quite sunny, not quite wholesome.
+     Gardner's suit was black, with a white carnation in his lapel.
+Many envied him the Porsche he drove today, as well as the Jaguar he
+had driven the day before.  Gardner passed through the outer office to
+his sanctum, where he flicked on his own array of monitors.
+     There were a few minutes before the phones would begin their day-
+long ring - time to scan the monitors with something approaching
+leisure, time to pull off the coat and hang it carefully on the rack,
+time to scan some papers left on the desk.  Gardner signed one letter,
+initialed two reports, and chucked the rest in a basket to be filed.
+He wouldn't notice when the papers were removed from his desk; the
+phones were beginning their serenade, and the monitors were one by one
+coming to scrolling life as price quotes displayed themselves.
+     One monitor, placed squarely above the array and centered above
+the top row, was devoted to headline news - local, national, and
+international.  Gardner's scanning eyes moved over it as they moved
+over the rest of the display, taking into account reports of unrest in
+Turkey, a bombing in London claimed by the Provos, a new oil strike in
+the Russian Republic, a ranch merger in Texas.  He noted the picture of
+a face on this monitor - a face he knew.  The hair was dark in the
+picture, taken from police files.  The lines were slightly less
+prominent, but he recognized the woman he'd met last night.  She had
+been found dead in an alley, about three hours after he'd seen her.
+     Gardner held the phone to his ear with his shoulder and continued
+his conversation, while tapping on computer keys with two fingers and
+blinding speed.
+                                 * * *
+     Gardner's house rested on its lawn with suburban typicality.  The
+cars in the drive, however, denied the standard suburban mold, quietly
+displaying money.  Gardner had lived in the house for 12 years, never
+bothering to move to a better neighborhood as his bank accounts grew.
+In the back yard, the pool sat dry.  It had not been filled since
+Gardner bought the house - he never swam.  He'd never covered it,
+either, and the collection of leaves, grass, twigs, and other litter on
+the bottom was threatening before very long to rise up and create new
+land.  When it did, the grass that grew on it would be as immaculately
+manicured as the lawn surrounding the vacant pool.
+     Inside, Gardner, on this Saturday, lay along the sofa.  The sun
+outside glared around the edges of dark shades fully drawn.  In the
+corner, the television flickered, an old black-and-white movie playing.
+Gardner's attention was not on the movie, however; his nose was stuffed
+into a book.  The doorbell rang, an incongruous sound in the air
+conditioned dark of the house.
+     Gardner quietly laid his book down, marking the place with a strip
+of hammered gold.  The bookmark had been made for him, and the price
+had been paid in cash.
+     Striding to the door, Gardner's dark jeans and black short-sleeved
+shirt made his pale skin gleam.  At the door he grasped the knob and
+pulled.  On the concrete step outside, a delivery man sweated in the
+summer heat.  Gardner smiled slightly.
+     "You Gardner?" asked the delivery man.
+     "Yes."
+     "Package for you."  He held out the package and thrust his
+clipboard at Gardner.  "Sign on line number 35."
+     Gardner laid the package on a small table by the door, and
+scrawled his signature.  "Is it hot enough for you?"
+     "Oh, yeah.  I'm glad this is my last delivery - I'm about to
+melt."
+     "Why don't you come in and have something cold to drink?  I have
+water, of course, and some Cokes in the refrigerator."
+     "Sure, why not?"  The delivery man stepped inside, wiping
+perspiration.  "Boy, if it gets any hotter, they'll have to haul
+icebergs down from the north pole!"
+     Gardner closed the door behind the delivery man.  As he turned to
+follow the visitor, his eyes glowed red in the dimness of the entry.
+     The next morning, the delivery man's body was found in his van
+three miles out in the country; the medical examiner could determine no
+cause of death.
+                                 * * *
+     Gardner sat comfortably at the table.  Facing him was a mirror
+that, he knew, concealed a room with someone watching and listening.
+Across the table from him was a sweaty detective, who chewed Wrigley's
+with much fervor and no class.  He had just bustled in, 20 minutes
+after Gardner had been shown into this room by a uniformed cop and told
+someone would be with him shortly.
+     The detective flipped through a folder.  Without glancing up, he
+asked, "You know why you're here, right?"
+     "I am being held for questioning in the case of a suspected
+homicide."
+     "Yeah."  The detective looked up for a moment.  "You musta gone to
+some fancy college, the way you talk."
+     "Is that a question?  If it is, I submit that it is hardly
+material."
+     "Yeah, yeah."  The detective closed the folder and looked straight
+at Gardner.  "You of course know where you were when - those questions
+have already been asked.  So I won't waste our time asking again.  I'll
+ask another one.  What do you know about the death of Jeffry Sulman?"
+     "Who was he?"
+     "He delivered a package to your house two days ago.  It took us a
+while to discover this.  Someone had balled up the list of stops and
+tossed it into a pasture.  We were lucky some cow didn't eat it."
+     "Were there any fingerprints on the paper?"
+     "Only Jeffry's.  You can bet, buddy, that if we'd found yours
+you'd be in jail right now."
+     Gardner smiled coldly.  "I suggest, officer, that you release me.
+Clearly that paper hadn't been wiped off, or it wouldn't have the
+driver's fingerprints on it.  And it most certainly didn't have my
+prints on it, or, as you said, I would be in jail.  You have no grounds
+to hold me."
+     "Yeah, we got grounds.  We know that the guy was alive when he got
+to your place.  That was his last stop, and he delivered a package,
+which you signed for.  You're the last person we know of who saw him.
+So you're a number one suspect, and that's grounds."
+     "Are you prepared to place me under arrest?" asked Gardner.
+     "We're thinkin' about it, yeah.  We'll let you know.  Now, do you
+have anything to tell me?"
+     "Only this.  I did not kill Jeffry Sulman.  I do not know who did.
+And if I am not either placed under arrest or released within a few
+hours, I will contact my attorney and file legal action against the
+appropriate parties."
+     The detective stared.  "Oh, yeah?  We'll see."  He rose.  "Don't
+go anywhere."
+     The door closed behind the policeman.  It was locked, of course;
+Gardner had no doubt of that.  He looked straight at the mirror.  A
+slow smile came over his face, and for a moment, his reflection ceased
+to appear.
+                                 * * *
+     At work, comments were going around about Gardner's appearance.
+No one dared broach the subject in his presence - his tongue could cut
+like the finest razor - but the office was rife with speculation.  Over
+the past six months he'd aged dramatically.  His patrician face had
+grown lined, and had fallen in alarmingly.  His hair was both thinning
+and graying at an abnormal rate, and his hands were shaky.  His voice,
+once clear and powerful, was now a scratchy parody of what it had been.
+Age spots were breaking out in legions, more each day, and Gardner's
+gate had gone from a vigorous stride to an elderly shuffle.  No one
+knew why.
+     That is, no one besides Gardner knew why.  His life was draining
+away.  He'd lived for a long time on borrowed energy, and now, forced
+by police attention to restrict himself and draw on that stored
+vitality, he was consuming himself.  Just as the body of a man deprived
+of food will, eventually, turn on itself and burn muscle tissue in the
+vain struggle to remain alive, so Gardner's life had turned on him,
+killing him by inches to avoid death by yards.
+     Gardner had known of his situation for some time.  He'd known
+that, after having been released for lack of evidence in the case of
+the dead delivery man, the police had instituted surveillance of his
+house, his job, and his person.  He had to compliment the police on
+their capacity for discretion, for the officers were not obtrusive and
+would have been missed by someone less vigilant and capable.  But they
+were there, and for six months they'd hovered over him like vultures,
+waiting for a slip, a move, a word or gesture that could link him with
+the delivery man's death.  The strain was, literally, killing him.
+     As he shuffled out of his office at the end of a fall day, Gardner
+knew that he must either recharge himself, or die.  He could last, at
+most, another couple of months.  After that he would be too weak to
+move, too weak to reach out for the life he needed even if it were
+brought into his reach.  He had to act, or die; he had no other choice,
+and the observation of the police had to be circumvented somehow, for
+die he refused to do.  He'd waited as long as he could, hoping the
+authorities would give up, but they had not.  Tonight, then, he would
+slip out of their sight.
+     That night the plan went into motion.  Standing before the full-
+length mirror in his bedroom, Gardner smiled a faint echo of the cold
+expression he'd long used - and his image faded out of the mirror.  He
+hobbled out of the room, switching off the light as he did so.
+Proceeding toward the back door, he wavered, became translucent and
+then transparent, and finally was a mere shadow of iridescent mist
+dancing in a small shaft of moonlight coming in around the drawn shade.
+The sliding glass door came open a crack, and the mist exited.  The
+door remained open.
+     The spindle of shaky mist passed slowly over the grass, and
+filtered through the cedar fence that surrounded the yard.  It moved
+slowly down the alley, startling a cat as it staggered - if mist can
+stagger - by the feline's crouching place.  The mist passed out of the
+alley into the street, and disappeared in the glare of a streetlight.
+                                 * * *
+     The patrol car cruised the downtown area.  The skyscrapers towered
+into the clear air, the crisp bite of fall swirling around them in the
+perpetual wind created by any collection of massive, upward-springing
+structures.  The car's spotlight moved over doorways, sometimes
+illuminating a security desk, where the occupant would wave at the car
+before returning to his monitors and his cheap novel.  No winos were in
+evidence tonight; they tended to keep to the back ways of downtown in
+good weather, coming out onto the main sidewalks only when it grew cold
+and it became more imperative to make a pitiable impression.  The cops
+in the car knew that some of these homeless people were genuinely
+homeless, trying desperately to find a way out of the gutter.  They
+also knew that most were derelicts, winos, addicts, and other flotsam
+who cared not what dismal shore they were cast upon, as long as they
+were left alone when comfortable, taken in by a shelter when it got
+cold, and tossed enough cash to buy the next bottle or needle or bag of
+powder.
+     The patrol car turned a corner, leaving the downtown buildings
+behind and coming into an area of crumbling brick where the structures
+were older, lower, and less hygienic.  The car cruised this area,
+noting that the hookers had for the most part been allowed to go home
+by their pimps.  A few pushers hung out, carefully doing nothing
+suspicious while the car was in sight; as soon as the cops disappeared
+around a corner, the officers in the car knew, the traffic would resume
+with a vengeance.  The officer riding as a passenger shook his head and
+rubbed his eyes.  He must be getting tired - he thought he'd seen a
+small mist emerge from an alley and for a moment, before it was
+swallowed by the glare of an electric lamp, faintly resemble an old
+man.
+                                 * * *
+     An hour later, on the same street, a powerful man strode along.
+His stocky form was well suited to his business, which was carrying and
+using concealed weapons.  His bulky shoulders and chest made the hiding
+of a pistol in a shoulder holster rather easy.  He had good eyes, quick
+reflexes, and no conscience.  He was wanted for several petty crimes,
+and was suspected in a couple of murders.  As he walked down the
+sidewalk, he had a purpose, for he had been hired to break up,
+permanently, a floating book that had not bothered to obtain the
+authorization of the local gambling entrepreneur.
+     As the man passed a dark doorway, a sparkle appeared behind him.
+He made a few more steps, and then the sparkle materialized into the
+form of a tottering old man.  The trembling hand reach out and seized
+the gunman's shoulder; the hired man whirled, in these circumstances
+his hand diving into a pants pocket for a switchblade.
+     The old man smiled, a slow, chill movement of his lips that held
+no mirth.  It was a cruel, hungry smile, one that made the hired man
+think vaguely of death, and of where he would rather be at the moment.
+     The cracked voice of the old man was a mere whisper in the night.
+"I believe you'll do.  You are eminently vital, and that is precisely
+what I require."
+     "Mister, I don't know who you are, or what you're doing, but you'd
+better just back off.  I'm ready for whatever you're offering, and
+frankly, old-timer, I don't think you're ready for much of anything."
+     "Oh?  Perhaps you're right.  On the other hand . . ."
+Suddenly the old man's hand darted to the thug's temple.  The hired man
+jerked, trying to avoid the touch, but he wasn't quite fast enough.
+The bony fingers touched, clung, and tightened.  Those fingers actually
+held the thug upright, while the old face leaned close, the eyes, now
+glowing a molten red, glaring into the man's face.  And, as the hired
+gunman slowly weakened, sagged, and finally collapsed to the ground,
+the old man straightened, brushed back his now-black and thick hair
+with both hands, and strode away with the energy of one who is only
+middle-aged.
+     On the sidewalk, the gunman lay, nothing showing how he had died.
+                                 * * *
+     Gardner killed twice more that night.  Each time he grew younger
+in appearance, more vital in his actions, more deadly.  His cruel
+fingers latched onto the temple of a wino lying in an alley and a
+priest coming home from administering last rites, and as the leering
+eyes bored close, drained the life from them.  Gardner sucked the life
+he needed from his victims, and left them where they fell, for the
+coroner to finally decide that the deaths has no discernible cause.
+     As he straightened from the last kill, that of the priest, the
+patrol car came around the corner just a block away.  Engrossed in his
+work, Gardner's attention had been focused away from his ears, and he
+had not heard the engine or the tires on pavement.  The officer in the
+passenger seat happened to fling his spotlight on the patch of sidewalk
+where Gardner still half-crouched over the priest's body.
+     Gardner froze, startled.  The car accelerated, and the loudspeaker
+called upon Gardner to remain where he was and make no sudden moves.
+He complied.  Straightening slowly, he stood over the body as the car
+pulled up next to him and the two officers climbed out, their hands
+resting on the butts of their weapons.
+     "What are you doing here?" asked the driver.
+     "Minding my own business, officer, as I suggest you mind yours."
+Gardner's voice was cold with controlled fury.  His eyes glinted a
+faint red, the fire banked in their depths.
+     The passenger from the patrol car had been examining the corpse.
+He now stood, drawing his gun.  "This man is dead.  Please put your
+hands on top of your head and turn around."
+     The fire in Gardner's eyes grew more evident, but he complied.
+His reflection appeared in a storefront window, and the driver of the
+car was puzzled to see that reflection smile, though it was a hunter's
+smile, not the gesture of a man who is amused.  And then, as the
+officers approached to cuff the suspect, the reflection vanished in an
+instant.
+     The split-second of reaction was all Gardner needed.  Whirling, he
+lashed out with a clubbed fist at the nearest officer, the driver,
+whose handcuffs went clattering into the street.  The officer's blood
+and brains spilled onto the street as he fell, his skull shattered; he
+fell solidly, like a tree.
+     The other officer, just out of Gardner's reach, fired his weapon.
+The full clip, at such short range, took Gardner in the chest.  The
+policeman could see the impacts shake Gardner, could see the holes
+appear in the black leather of Gardner's jacket, but could discern no
+blood or pain.  And then Gardner, taking a step forward, swung.
+     The officer ducked, and Gardner's fist grazed the top of his head.
+The cop dropped as if poleaxed.  Gardner turned, and as he stepped
+slowly away, swirled into a dense bank of glittering mist that rose
+into the air and passed from view.
+     The stunned officer recovered.  Gardner was never seen again.
+Within two weeks, three unexplained deaths had occurred in a city 200
+miles to the south.
+
+A Christmas Tale
+Copyright (c) 1993, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                A CHRISTMAS TALE
+                 by Franchot Lewis
+
+
+         Tina hears the thumping noises of her grandmother's
+    footsteps and she begins to predict the future. The footsteps
+    mean that her grandmother is agitated again, and Tina is
+    about to get yelled at. Tina's facial muscles twitch and she
+    feels a churning in her stomach. She hunches her shoulders,
+    sinks down in the sheets, and tries to hide, so to become a tiny,
+    little lump in the bed, hoping to be invisible. She sucks in
+    her breath as she hears the footsteps in the hallway out side
+    the bedroom door.
+         She fears that she can't - but knows she must continue
+    to stay in her grandmother's house. But, how can she? She
+    feels, she can't and be afraid this way? She skulks about the
+    house, moves in every shadow she can find. She avoids eye contact
+    with her grandmother and tries to avoid anyone who comes to her
+    grandmother's house. This is a fretfully, worrisome, way to stay
+    alive until her parents come for her. To her young mind, it
+    seems like she has been living afraid forever. Already, she has
+    spent three weeks living in her grandmother's house. She is
+    convinced that everything in the house, including the furniture,
+    is determined to subdue her. The ugly walls want to smother her.
+    When she goes to bed she can hear her grandmother moving about,
+    and she worries that her grandmother's friends might come
+    sneaking into her room. To hide from them, she slides down in
+    the bed under the blanket and covers her head. She prefers the
+    darkness under the covers. She dreads sleeping with her head
+    uncovered, making herself an easy target in the glow of the
+    night light her grandmother keeps on in the room, for her, her
+    grandmother says. She thinks the light is there for her grand
+    mother and her grandmother's friends to spy on her.
+.
+         She worries: What if her parents never come back? What
+    if they know how hard their little girl finds living in her
+    grandmother's house, and they don't care? She wonders. Certainly,
+    they will return. After all, she is their daughter. Their
+    only child. They know how horrible life is with the grandmother.
+    Her mommy called the woman "an old bag". Her daddy called the
+    woman "an old busy body". They placed her in the woman's house
+    because there is no place else for her to go. How could she
+    survive if she didn't have her grandmother's house as a place
+    to stay until her parents's return? The house is a roof. The
+    house is shelter, four-walls from the cold outside.
+         It is too frightful a thought to think, yet she knows it
+    could easily happen. Any day, her grandmother could explode and
+    kick her out before her parents returned. She knows of her
+    grandmother's terrible temper. Her mommy told her of the time
+    the woman exploded violently.
+         When her mommy was a little girl, her mommy was a pretty
+    girl with long bangs. Her mommy was very proud of those bangs,
+    and spent hours admiring them and herself in the mirror. Well,
+    the woman asked her mommy to do something that her mommy didn't
+    do and so as punishment, the woman sat down in a chair, grabbed
+    her mommy and using clippers cut off her mommy's bangs. Her
+    mommy cried and screamed. Her mommy said the tears came like
+    rain.
+         After her mommy told her that story, Tina disliked
+    the old woman thoroughly. Sleeping in the old woman's house
+    is a particularly hard ordeal for Tina. Tina has bangs like
+    her mommy had as a little girl. And, Tina has seen that gray
+    straw-like wire peeping from under the old woman's wig, and
+    feels that the old woman is probably jealous of little girls'
+    bangs. She has seen her grandmother without the creams and
+    preservatives the old woman puts on her face. She glimpsed
+    that moldy face in all its horror going into the bathroom
+    early one morning last week, and she trembled and sneaked
+    away, quietly, back into her room so that the hag face old
+    woman wouldn't know that Tina has seen the ugliness.
+         Tina just knows, the old woman doesn't like her. The old
+    woman gives Tina shelter, and feeds her, but stares at her while
+    she eats like she is stealing food. She trembles as she thinks
+    further of her grandmother and her grandmother's friends. She
+    heard them talking. The first week after she came, she heard
+    her grandmother talking about her to another fat old lady, a
+    friend of her grandmother's. Tina's head aches at the thought
+    of being talked about. Her mind fills with the awful memory of
+    her of getting up in the middle of the night to go to the
+    bathroom to pee, and of hearing her grandmother down stairs
+    talking about her like she is a thief.
+         "I can see, I'm going to have problems with that grand
+    daughter," her grandmother said. "When she gets up some size
+    she's going to be a bitch ..."
+         A bitch, the old woman called her. Tina mumbled. Her
+    grandmother, calling her a nasty name in the middle of the
+    night, hurt. Tina wondered what names her grandmother must be
+    calling her during the day. She listened, feeling pain and fear,
+    but sort of,[ kind of], glad that she woke up to catch her
+    grandmother in the act of disrespecting her. Tina felt that
+    there was no reason why she should try to be nice to the old
+    woman.
+         The two old bitties were telling one another of how hard
+    it is now-a-days to communicate with grand children. Her
+    grandmother said, "I do every thing for that child I can: I
+    cook for her, I lay her clothes out, make sure she has clean
+    socks and underwear, I leave them on the bed ..."
+         Tina was horrified. Her grandmother was discussing her
+    underwear! Tina felt as though her grandmother was discussing
+    executing her.
+         "That child's always winding and complaining," Tina's
+    grandmother said. "Saying, we don't do it like that in my
+    house, we don't cook like that, we don't make it like that."
+         Tina listened. Her grandmother's fat friend made a snort
+    like a pig. It sounded to Tina as if the old women were
+    either snacking or drinking. Tina's grandmother said, "The
+    child's always winding about I don't do this right, or that,
+    in my house, I felt like telling her to get the hell out of
+    my house."
+         "You didn't?" the fat friend asked.
+         "I felt like it," Tina's grandmother replied, and both
+    of the old women laughed.
+         Tina eyes began to tear. They were now laughing at her.
+    She was angry, so angry that she turned around and knocked
+    over a broom that her grandmother had unintentionally left in
+    the hallway at the top of the stairs. She became terrified
+    that they would discover her easedropping. She cowered for a
+    moment, standing still in fear, but they hadn't heard the
+    broom fall, they hadn't stopped their laughter and chatter.
+         Tina thought that there have to be places where she could
+    go where staying out of the way until her parents returned
+    wasn't so difficult. She wondered why her parents sent her to
+    her grandmother. She was a good child. She didn't think that
+    she could have done anything to merit this punishment. She
+    wondered why her parents were being so mean to her by taking
+    so long to return. They weren't mean like her grandmother.
+    They wouldn't leave her unless something was to matter,
+    unless they had no choice. She wondered: What were they supposed
+    to do? They had to leave her somewhere, where she could sleep
+    and eat.
+         She doesn't blame her parents, and thinking about them
+    only makes the wait longer. She has told herself often that she
+    won't think about them, that they will come when they will come.
+    She is a big girl and not a baby. She won't cry. She will fend
+    for herself, with and against the old woman, until her parents
+    return. So far, she has managed to get through three weeks. She
+    feels certain that soon it will be the day that her parents
+    will return. Her parents will be with her like they always were,
+    and it will be like it has been always since she can remember.
+    She just knows that soon they will come for her and take her
+    home, and like last year, they will take her out to a big lot
+    where there is a happy, smiling man with red hair and a green
+    coat. In his lot is all the Christmas trees in the world. They
+    will buy a big one, take it home and set it up with sparking
+    lights and bright ornaments. They will sing together, spend
+    plenty of time together. She will watch her mommy cook. Her
+    mommy will cook and cook and she will eat and eat. In the three
+    weeks she has been at her grandmother's house she hardly ate.
+    When she does, she eats very little. Her mommy will come home
+    and Tina will eat and eat and get some meat on her bones. Her
+    daddy will lift her up, and then will ask her to show him her
+    strength. She will flex her muscles, showing him the good use
+    her body puts to her mommy's cooking. Her daddy will hug her,
+    and her mommy while holding her, and she will squeeze, tight,
+    against them both and feel safe and loved.
+         She hunches down to sleep, hopeful that there won't be
+    too many more nights before the morning daylight will bring
+    the return of her parents.
+         She hears her grandmother coming into the room. She holds
+    her breath and waits for the old woman to leave. A long moment
+    passes, but not long enough. Tina's grandmother sits on the
+    bed and pulls the covers off Tina's head. Before Tina can
+    speak, she cringes. Her grandmother flips on the room's light,
+    and the brightness of a hundred watt bulb floods into the
+    child's eyes.
+         Her grandmother laughs, "Caught you by surprise?"
+         Tina decides to yawn.
+         "Sleepy, sleepy head?" her grandmother ask. "Didn't you
+    hear somebody rummaging around downstairs?"
+         Tina jumps up out of the bed as if she doesn't have time
+    to get up without jumping. "Mommy and Daddy!" she screams.
+        Her grandmother's face freezes. She looks unable to speak.
+    She holds her breath, hoping to find words to say to the
+    child. Before the old woman finds a single word, Tina is off
+    the bed and is running down the stairs, happily skipping steps
+    as she hurries.
+         Tina is downstairs scurrying around, through the whole
+    downstairs, running this way and that, and calling to her
+    parents to come out and get her. She runs from one room to the
+    other for ever so long. She thinks that her parents are playing
+    hide and seek. Finally, she stops.
+         Her grandmother is now downstairs. She asks her grandmother,
+    "Where is my mommy and daddy? You said they be here?"
+         Her grandmother tells her that she is mistaken. Her
+    grandmother does not try to stop her when she inches away and
+    huddles in a corner, behind the big Christmas tree her
+    grandmother has set up. The tree is tall, almost as tall as
+    Tina's daddy. It has silver bulbs that shine and many flashing
+    bright, red and yellow and blue lights. There are boxes under
+    the tree, wrapped in bright shiny paper and filled with many
+    things. On some of these boxes is written Tina's name. Tina
+    does not look at these boxes, nor does she look at the many
+    other gifts her grandmother has sat unwrapped about the room.
+    Tina stares in the direction of the floor as she inches herself
+    even further into the corner.
+         Her grandmother tells her, "I would wake up your mama,
+    very early, on Christmas morning like this, while it was
+    still dark outside, as soon as Santa Claus was gone, and
+    she would come running down those steps, her face all lit up,
+    her mouth squealing ... And she would attack the stacks of
+    boxes with her name on them, and seeing her my face would
+    fill with light and joy I would squeal too ..."
+         Tina says, "My daddy's gonna pick me up."
+         Her grandmother sighs, "We've explained this. You know
+    where your parents are?"
+         Tina does not reply. Her grandmother asks, "What did you
+    tell me?  That they were in church sleeping?"
+         "My daddy's going to get me, take me in his car, and
+    we're going home."
+         "They are gone, but we're not alone, we're safe and
+    alive".
+         Tina lifts her chin. She looks up at the Christmas
+    tree at its tallest point, at the lighted angel at its very
+    top.
+         "Yes," she hears her grandmother say, "Your mama and
+    daddy are in Heaven with God."
+         Tina snaps, "They're going to pick me up, they're coming
+    for me!"
+         Tina's grandmother's patience snaps. "If they are, you
+    let me know, because I don't want to be here when they get
+    here, because they're dead, " her grandmother was frowning.
+    "They're dead and they aren't coming back."
+         Tina's eyes waters and her grandmother flinches as if
+    struck by a piercing pain, and then another, as Tina began to
+    cry, " You, ugly, old thing, I want to be with my mommy."
+         "Damn, " the old woman fusses. "I've no business keeping
+    you, I'm too old to raise another child."
+         Tina is about to poke her tongue at the old woman, then
+    she sees something that the old woman has kept hidden from
+    view: tears. Tina's old grandmother is crying. "Baby, baby,"
+    the old woman bawls and holds out her arms toward the child.
+    Tina stops her own crying and takes a cautious step toward the
+    old woman. Suddenly, Tina finds herself pressed into the old
+    woman's sagging chest. She feels the wet face of the crying
+    old woman pressing next to hers. She smells the woman's
+    perfume, all musty and hard to take, unlike her mommy's
+    sweet, pleasant scent. She is about to pull away from this
+    foreign chest and run back into a corner when she hears the
+    old woman sob, "I loved your mama, and I love you."
+
+    
+
+
+
+
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+   ³                       Poetry                    ³ ³
+   ³                                                 ³ ³
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+
+
+
+Triad
+Copyright (c) 1992, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ 
+ Triad 
+ 
+ Transitions permutate existance 
+ To live, to die, to be reborn 
+ is the privilege of life's dance 
+ 
+ tho the veil is old and worn 
+ the shedding of masques 
+ is a timeless rite unbourne 
+  
+ To die is a painful task 
+ if the choice is a matter of chance 
+ To Life!  A toast...unasked. 
+  
+  
+(written online now....by Tamara...(c) 1992)
+
+Do-Wop 
+Copyright (c) 1993, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Do-Wop
+
+Do-Wop, Beep, Bop, Bop, Do-Wop,
+The trumphet blairs
+and your foot starts to tappin,
+Do-Wop,
+That big band sound,
+starts to make things happen,
+Beep, Bop Do-Wop,
+The other foot joins,
+and your fingers start snappin,
+And before you know it your up and dancin',
+Swingin' and a turnin' to that triple step time,
+It's that 50 's era a startin' to make you smile.
+Doop, da do da Do-Wop,
+Da-Do, Da-DAAAA,
+DO-WOP!
+
+Buzzing Floor Essence
+Copyright (c) 1993, Kurt Becker
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"Buzzing Floor Essence"
+
+Amid voices murmuring
+  soft in tones into nes-
+tled phones:
+        warbled then
+  shouldered with a half-shrug
+quickly cradled with a plastic click,
+ 
+Ships of pudgy people
+   bellowing sails
+     walking in-
+   vestments suit-
+able for their offices,
+ 
+Under rectilinear clouds
+  suspended glowerings
+ in a chip-board matrix
+the heads in empty doldrums float
+  bobbing lightly cycloids
+over a mazing sea of truncated cubes -
+ 
+Foot strides
+sloshing in their holds
+liquid cargo coffee.
+ 
+
+A Silver Shaft Appeared at the Temple
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jim Reid
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+A silver shaft appeared at the Temple
+  shining among the gold.
+Did it appear overnight like a Spring mushroom,
+  or was it there much longer - hiding?
+Anomaly, or portent?  I wonder...
+ 
+I prayed for a sign that I might know:
+  Does this foreshadow the end of the present,
+    or perhaps the beginning of the next?
+Silence.
+I searched the temple carefully.  More silver
+  where once only golden gleamed.
+ 
+Silver on the crown and the crest, too.
+And the golden shafts are thinner now -
+  worn away in friction with time.
+When did I stop growing up
+  and start growing old?
+
+Sailing the Seas of Cyberspace
+Copyright (c) 1993, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sailing the Seas of CyberSpace
+version 1
+by J. Guenther
+
+(dedicated to & inspired by Jess M. and Ken D.)
+
+In the rocking seas a ship sets sail
+over their billowing waves and frosty tails;
+Its wooden hull, its mast so frail,
+it sails so fast with the nightly gales;
+
+I can read her words and see her smile
+across the seas of CyberSpace;
+Amongst the games and lengthy files,
+I think I can see her shining face;
+
+Through the seas of CyberSpace,
+our ships find a friendly dock;
+And though the days demands more haste,
+our ships ignore the ticking clock;
+
+But we surrender to our crew,
+and must submit to the annoyed alarm;
+The night has blanketed our ships two,
+and the morning stars have stolen its charm;
+
+My ship, oh ship, with its grimy rust,
+readies for its course homebound;
+Good night, good friend, and you can trust
+that tonight a friend you have found.
+
+  ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ                          ú                       ú
+ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ                                   
+ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ                                                              ú
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+  ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ                           T h e  S h a d o w s (tm)       ú
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+                           .      ú                                    ú
+       .                      .     (214) 620-8793 v32 v42bis
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+
+                                                                        JD'93
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+   ³                                                 ³ ³
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+
+Freud on Seuss
+Copyright (c) 1993, Josh LeBeau
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                        Freud on Seuss
+                a book review by Josh LeBeau
+
+
+_The Cat in the Hat_
+by Dr. Seuss, 61 pages.  Beginner Books, $3.95
+
+The Cat in the Hat is a hard-hitting novel of prose and poetry in which the
+author re-examines the dynamic rhyming schemes and bold imagery of some of
+his earlier works, most notably _Green Eggs and Ham_, _If I Ran the Zoo_,
+and _Why Can't I Shower With Mommy?_  In this novel, Theodore Geisel,
+writing under the pseudonym Dr. Seuss, pays homage to the great Dr. Sigmund
+Freud in a nightmarish fantasy of a renegade feline helping two young
+children understand their own frustrated sexuality.
+
+The story opens with two youngsters, a brother and a sister, abandoned by
+their mother, staring mournfully through the window of their single-family
+dwelling.  In the foreground, a large tree/phallic symbol dances wildly in
+the wind, taunting the children and encouraging them to succumb to the
+sexual yearnings they undoubtedly feel for each other.  Even to the most
+unlearned reader, the blatant references to the incestuous relationship the
+two share set the tone for Seuss' probing examination of the satisfaction
+of primitive needs. The Cat proceeds to charm the wary youths into engaging
+in what he so innocently refers to as "tricks."  At this point, the fish,
+an obvious Christ figure who represents the prevailing Christian morality,
+attempts to warn the children, and thus, in effect, warns all of humanity
+of the dangers associated with the unleashing of the primal urges.  In
+response to this, the cat proceeds to balance the aquatic naysayer on the
+end of his umbrella, essentially saying, "Down with morality; down with
+God!"
+
+After poohpoohing the righteous rantings of the waterlogged Christ figure,
+the Cat begins to juggle several icons of Western culture, most notably two
+books, representing the Old and New Testaments, and a saucer of lactal
+fluid, an ironic reference to maternal loss the two children experienced
+when their mother abandoned them "for the afternoon."  Our heroic Id adds
+to this bold gesture a rake and a toy man, and thus completes the Oedipal
+triangle.
+
+Later in the novel, Seuss introduces the proverbial Pandora's box, a large
+red crate out of which the Id releases Thing One, or Freud's concept of
+Ego, the division of the psyche that serves as the conscious mediator
+between the person and reality, and Thing Two, the Superego which functions
+to reward and punish through a system of moral attitudes, conscience, and
+guilt.  Referring to this box, the Cat says, "Now look at this trick.  Take
+a look!"  In this, Dr. Seuss uses the children as a brilliant metaphor for
+the reader, and asks the reader to re-examine his own inner self.
+
+The children, unable to control the Id, Ego, and Superego allow these
+creatures to run free and mess up the house, or more symbolically, control
+their lives.  This rampage continues until the fish, or Christ symbol,
+warns that the mother is returning to reinstate the Oedipal triangle that
+existed before her abandonment of the children.  At this point, Seuss
+introduces a many-armed cleaning device which represents the psychoanalytic
+couch, which proceeds to put the two youngsters' lives back in order.
+
+With powerful simplicity, clarity, and drama, Seuss reduces Freud's
+concepts on the dynamics of the human psyche to an easily understood
+gesture.  Mr. Seuss' poetry and choice of words is equally impressive and
+serves as a splendid counterpart to his bold symbolism.  In all, his
+writing style is quick and fluid, making _The Cat in the Hat_ impossible to
+put down.  While this novel is 61 pages in length, and one can read it in
+five minutes or less, it is not until after multiple readings that the
+genius of this modern day master becomes apparent.
+
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+ Top Ten Ways To Tell You're Having a Really Rough Day In BBS Land  
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ  
+
+
+ 10. SysOp changes your handle to "Ima Leech"
+  9. Microsoft releases Windows NT, and you're happy
+  8. Psych 101 paper gets juxtaposed with alt.sex file from Internet
+  7. President of local computer user group marries your sister    
+  6. FIDO doesn't like your front-end mailer - and neither does Spot
+  5. Your wife finds your GIF collection
+  4. National debt pales in comparison to your upload/download ratio
+  3. You find your *wife's* GIF collection
+  2. Chastised by angry RIME conference host for being off topic
+  1. Artificial Intelligence program won't hot chat you  
+
+
+
+                       Cartoon Law of Physics
+                       ----------------------
+
+Cartoon Law I
+=============
+Any body suspended in space will remain in space until made aware
+of its situation.
+
+Daffy Duck steps off a cliff, expecting further pasture land.  He
+loiters in midair, soliloquizing flippantly, until he chances to
+look down.  At this point, the familiar principle of 32 feet per
+second per second takes over.
+
+
+Cartoon Law II
+==============
+Any body in motion will tend to remain in motion until solid matter
+intervenes suddenly. Whether shot from a cannon or in hot pursuit
+on foot, cartoon characters are so absolute in their momentum that
+only a telephone pole or an outsize boulder retards their forward
+motion absolutely.  Sir Isaac Newton called this sudden termination
+of motion the stooge's surcease.
+
+
+Cartoon Law III
+===============
+Any body passing through solid matter will leave a perforation
+conforming to its perimeter.
+
+Also called the silhouette of passage, this phenomenon is the
+speciality of victims of directed-pressure explosions and of
+reckless cowards who are so eager to escape that they exit directly
+through the wall of a house, leaving a cookie-cutout-perfect hole. 
+The threat of skunks or matrimony often catalyzes this reaction.
+
+
+Cartoon Law IV
+==============
+The time required for an object to fall twenty stories is greater
+than or equal to the time it takes for whoever knocked it off the
+ledge to spiral down twenty flights to attempt to catch it
+unbroken.
+
+Such an object is inevitably priceless, the attempt to catch it is
+inevitably unsuccessful.
+
+
+Cartoon Law V
+=============
+All principles of gravity are negated by fear.
+
+Psychic forces are sufficient in most bodies for a shock to propel
+them directly away from the earth's surface.  A spooky noise or an
+adversary's signature sound will induce motion upward, usually to
+the cradle of a chandelier, a treetop, or the crest of a flagpole. 
+The feet of a character who is running or the wheels of a speeding
+auto need never touch the ground, especially when in flight.
+
+
+Cartoon Law VI
+==============
+As speed increases, objects can be in several places at once. This
+is particularly true of tooth-and-claw fights, in which a
+character's head may be glimpsed emerging from the cloud of
+altercation at several places simultaneously.  This effect is
+common as well among bodies that are spinning or being throttled. 
+A `wacky' character has the option of self-replication only at
+manic high speeds and may ricochet off walls to achieve the
+velocity required. 
+
+
+Cartoon Law VII
+===============
+Certain bodies can pass through solid walls painted to resemble
+tunnel entrances; others cannot.
+
+This trompe l'oeil inconsistency has baffled generations, but at
+least it is known that whoever paints an entrance on a wall's
+surface to trick an opponent will be unable to pursue him into this
+theoretical space.  The painter is flattened against the wall when
+he attempts to follow into the painting.  This is ultimately a
+problem of art, not of science.
+
+
+Cartoon Law VIII
+================
+Any violent rearrangement of feline matter is impermanent.
+
+Cartoon cats possess even more deaths than the traditional nine
+lives might comfortably afford.  They can be decimated, spliced,
+splayed, accordion-pleated, spindled, or disassembled, but they
+cannot be destroyed.  After a few moments of blinking self pity,
+they reinflate, elongate, snap back, or solidify
+ 
+Corollary: A cat will assume the shape of its container.
+
+
+Cartoon Law IX
+==============
+Everything falls faster than an anvil.
+
+
+Cartoon Law X
+=============
+For every vengeance there is an equal and opposite revengeance.
+
+This is the one law of animated cartoon motion that also applies to
+the physical world at large.  For that reason, we need the relief
+of watching it happen to a duck instead.
+
+
+Amendment A
+=======================
+A sharp object will always propel a character upward.
+
+When poked (usually in the buttocks) with a sharp object (usually
+a pin), a character will defy gravity by shooting straight up, with
+great velocity.
+
+
+Amendment B
+=======================
+The laws of object permanence are nullified for "cool" characters.
+
+Characters who are intended to be "cool" can make previously
+nonexistent objects appear from behind their backs at will.  For
+instance, the Road Runner can materialize signs to express himself
+without speaking.
+
+
+Amendment C
+=======================
+Explosive weapons cannot cause fatal injuries.
+
+They merely turn characters temporarily black and smoky.
+
+
+Amendment D
+=======================
+Gravity is transmitted by slow-moving waves of large wavelengths.
+
+Their operation can be witnessed by observing the behavior of a
+canine suspended over a large vertical drop.  Its feet will begin
+to fall first, causing its legs to stretch.  As the wave reaches
+its torso, that part will begin to fall, causing the neck to
+stretch.  As the head begins to fall, tension is released and the
+canine will resume its regular proportions until such time as it
+strikes the
+ground. 
+
+
+Amendment E
+=======================
+Dynamite is spontaneously generated in "C-spaces" (spaces in which
+cartoon laws hold).
+
+The process is analogous to steady-state theories of the universe
+which postulated that the tensions involved in maintaining a space
+would cause the creation of hydrogen from nothing.  Dynamite quanta
+are quite large (stick sized) and unstable (lit).  Such quanta are
+attracted to psychic forces generated by feelings of distress in
+"cool" characters (see Amendment B, which may be a special case of
+this law), who are able to use said quanta to their advantage.  One
+may imagine C-spaces where all matter and energy result from primal
+masses of dynamite exploding.  A big bang indeed.
+
+
+
+
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+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Common, Writers,
+                    or Poetry Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you
+                    put a ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper
+                    left-hand corner, it'll be routed directly to my
+                    BBS.
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If 
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as 
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address 
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen.
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 35 BBS's
+ across the nation. It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in three different formats:
+
+
+
+ 1) Regular Advertisement
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $20.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points, elsewhere in this issue.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($ 100.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 2) Feature Advertisement
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $ 50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+
+ 3) BBS Advertisement
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $ 100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Any
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... (214) 264-8920
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+ *  BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathama Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+    
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9311.ZIP. After Nov. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9312.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9311.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+STTS Magazine seems to be constantly changing and evolving. This issue,
+we decided to shelve the monthly contest and in it's place add a humour
+section. (arguably, the monthly contest was humour at it's finest, so
+perhaps nothings really changed after all)
+
+The magazine seems to be getting more and more exposure, having recently
+been picked up by a BBS in the United Kingdom and two in Portugal. We've
+become international! Hopefully as it becomes more and more available to
+the public at large, we'll get more and more responses to things like
+surveys, submission requests, and monthly contests. 
+
+Feedback is important, and, well, vital to any creative process. If you
+have any comments at all, please direct them to me via any of the
+pathways described in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue. Your notes
+will be answered, guaranteed.
+
+Cheers!
+
+Joe DeRouen, Halloween 1993
+
+
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+  Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  Volume I, Issue 6                            Dec. 1, 1993
+  
+  Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+  Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+  Staff of STTS.............................................
+  Special Survey............................................
+  We're Now Paying For Articles! <Read this>................
+  ------------------ MONTHLY COLUMNS -----------------------
+  Letters to the Editor.....................................
+  The Question & Answers Session............................
+  Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+  ------------------ FEATURE ARTICLES ----------------------
+  Yule.........................................Brigid Childs 
+  State of the Art For a While...................Joe DeRouen  
+  STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+  ---------------------- REVIEWS ---------------------------
+  (Movie) Addams Family Values.................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Mrs. Doubtfire.......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) A Perfect World......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Music) Big Times In A Small Town/Various......Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Let There Be Peace On Earth/V.Gill  ..Wendy Bryson
+  (Book) Jumper/Steven Gould.....................Joe DeRouen 
+  (Book) Trekking Into Literature...............Robert McKay
+  (Shareware) Epic Pinball.......................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ        Advertisement-Legend of The Red Dragon  
+  ---------------------- FICTION ---------------------------
+  Airborne......................................Robert McKay    
+  The Squirrels...............................L. Shawn Aiken
+  The Caravan.....................................A.M.Eckard
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software       
+  ---------------------- POETRY ----------------------------
+  A Christmas Trilogy: Enough For Me.............Joe DeRouen
+  Gray House Cat....................................Jim Reid
+  Souls Alone................................Shelley Suzanne
+  Ashen..........................................Gage Steele
+  Mi'Lord.....................................Patricia Meeks
+  A Godly Person.................................J. Guenther
+  Personal Notes In Black Mirrors.............Michie Sidwell
+  In Time The Heart Will Wander.......................Tamara
+   ÿ       Advertisement-Winterfest '93 BBS Party  
+  ----------------------- HUMOUR ---------------------------
+  Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+  Technically The Night Before Christmas......Author Unknown
+   ÿ            Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS           
+  -------------------- INFORMATION -------------------------
+  How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+  ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+  Submission Information....................................
+  Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+  Contact Points............................................
+  Distribution Sites........................................
+  Distribution Via Networks.................................
+  End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+
+
+   ³             ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ø     ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÜ Ü               ø           ø      
+ \ ³ /  ø   ø  ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ   øÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ Ü  ø   S u n l i g h t           
+ÄÄÄúÄÄÄÄÄÄ    ÜÛÛßßßßßßßß  øÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÜÜ ÜÜ   ø    ø         ø       ø 
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+   ³         ø  ÄÄÂÄÁÄÂÄÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß Ü  ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ Ü  ø    ø                
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+              ÜÜßß ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß   ßß  ßÛÛÛß  ßß   ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÜÜÜ         ø       
+ ø     ø   ø ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß  ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ Ü  ø        ø   
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+   /\ ø  ÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛß ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßß ÜÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ßÛÜßÛÛÛÛÛÝÜ    ø      ø 
+ø //\\ ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛÛß ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßß ÜÛÛÛÛÛÜÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ Ü           
+ ///\\\ÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÝ ÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÜÛÛÛß Ü ßÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ Ü        ø 
+////\\\ßÛÛÛÛ ÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÜÛÛß ÜÜÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ßÛßÛÛÛÛ    ø      
+////\\\\ßÛß Ûß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÜÛÛß  ßßßßßßßß  ßÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜ ßÛß         ø 
+////\\\\\\\ÜÜ ÜÛÛÛÛÛßßßßßÛ ÜÛÛß ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÝÛßßßßßÛÛÛÛÛ  ßß  ø   ø    
+////\\\\\\\\ ÛÛÛÛß ÜÛ ÛÜ ßÜß  ÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛ  ßß  ÜÛ ÛÜ ßÛÛÛ   ø         ø 
+////\\\\\\\\\ÛÛÛ ÜÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÜ ÛÛ ÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛ ÛÛ ÜÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÜ ÛÛ               
+////\\\\\\\\\ÛÛÛ ÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÜ ÛÛ ÛÛÞÛDeRouensÛÝÛÛ ÛÛ ÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÜ ÛÛ    ø   ø     ø
+ÛÜ/ÞÝ\\\\\\\\ÛÛß ßßßß ßßßß ßÛ ÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛ Ûß ßßßß ßßßß ßÛ ÜÜ         ø  
+ÛÜÛÞÝ ø ÜÛÜÛÛ ÛÛ ÛÛßßÛÛßßßÛÛ Û ÛÛÞÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛ Û ÛÛßßÛÛßßßÛÛ Û ÛÛÜ  øjd ÜÜÜÜ 
+ÛÛÛÞÝÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÜÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÜÛ ÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛ ÛÜÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÜÛ ÛÛÜÜÜÛÜÜÛÜÛÛÜÛ
+
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Changes, changes, changes. There's been a lot of changes at STTS
+magazine, most of them good.
+
+ * Pen & Brush Network now carries an international STTS Magazine
+   Conference! Users from all around the US and world can use this
+   conference to discuss the magazine, submit stories and articles,
+   and give suggestions and comments.
+
+ * Effective January 1st, 1994, we'll be PAYING writers for their works!
+   That's right, paying. Check out the article STTS NOW PAYS FOR
+   SUBMISSIONS elsewhere in this issue for more details. The payments
+   are more or less just honorariums ($2.00 for a fiction piece, $1.00
+   for anything else) but it's a start. We're also holding a b-annual
+   (twice a year) contest to judge the best we've published in three
+   categories: fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. The winners in each
+   category will get a, respectively, $50.00, $25.00, and $25.00.
+
+ * Jason Malandro has left the staff of STTS. Though he'll still be
+   contributing to the magazine from time to time, Jason's studies
+   have forced him to move to Europe. Good luck Jason, and we all
+   wish you well!
+
+
+Yes, there's been a lot of changes with STTS magazine, most of them
+good. 1993 has been a great year for electronic magazine publishing, and
+I've thoroughly enjoyed being a part of it all. 
+
+Have a great Christmas, Yule, or Hanukkah! Heck, while you're at it,
+enjoy all three! I'll see you next year!
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, Thanksgiving 1993
+
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews       
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews         
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Articles
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)      
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Shawn Aiken............................Fiction
+  Wendy Bryson...........................CD Review
+  Lucia Chambers.........................RIP Cover
+  Brigid Childs..........................Feature 
+  A.M. Eckard............................Fiction
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Jim Reid...............................Poetry
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction         
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Michie Sidwell.........................Poetry
+  Shelley Suzanne........................Poetry
+  Author Unknown.........................Humour
+
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do, live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art. 
+
+  Wendy Bryson, the well traveled, well read, and highly exotic music
+  critic, (most famous for her works of the 1970's) speaks seven
+  languages, none of which are spoken on earth.  If her writings baffle
+  you a little, don't feel too bad; she's puzzled by them as well. 
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Brigid Childs is a practicing Wiccan solitaire in the Dallas/Ft Worth
+  area. She holds a master's degree in theatre from the University of
+  Houston and has worked in the entertainment field. With three
+  children, ages 16 years to 15 months, she also holds a PhD in
+  Motherhood.  She is married to an aspiring writer of science fiction
+  and horror novels.  Her previous writing credentials include
+  contributions to Bruce Diamond's LIGHTS OUT and a stint as copy
+  editor/reporter/chief cook and bottle washer on her company
+  newsletter. 
+
+  A.M.Eckard started out writing short fiction and poetry in college and
+  then drifted away from it for twenty years. He spent that time
+  enamored of becoming a "Renaissance Man". He became a generalist in a
+  time of specialists and is finally getting back to writing. He can be
+  reached through the Internet as arthur.eckard@the-spa.com. 
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so). 
+
+  Jim Reid is a hard-working federal employee who lives in Virginia with
+  his lovely wife Kris and two equally pretty daughters.  He manages
+  people for a living, programs shareware for the challenge, and writes
+  poetry to vent the stresses created by the other two activities. 
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk. 
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Shelley Suzanne lives in the Dallas area with her rock musician
+  husband Tom and their three kids Ralphie, Waldo, and Gretchen. 
+  When Shelly isn't writing poetry, she travels the globe digging up 
+  rare artifacts and works part time modeling for Dillards.
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+
+STTS Survey
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+NOTE: Yes, this is the same survey that was in last month's issue. 
+      I've decided to keep it in until the end of the year in hopes
+      of more responses. If you haven't already replied, please do 
+      so today. 
+
+Please fill out the following survey. This article is duplicated in the
+ZIP archive as SURVEY.TXT. If you're reading this on-line and haven't
+access to that file, please do a screen capture of this article and 
+fill it out that way. If all else fails, just write your answers down
+(on paper or in an ASCII file) and include the question's number beside
+your answer.
+
+Everyone who answers the survey will receive special mention in an
+upcoming issue of STTS. 
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+ 1. Name: _____________________________________________________________
+
+ 2. Mailing address: __________________________________________________
+                     __________________________________________________
+                     __________________________________________________
+                     __________________________________________________
+
+ 3. Date of birth: (Mm/Dd/YYyy) _______________________________________
+
+ 4. Sex: ______________________________________________________________
+
+ 5. Where did you read/download this copy of STTS Magazine? (Include BBS
+    and BBS number, please)
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+ 6. Do you prefer to read STTS while on-line or download it to read 
+    at your own convenience?  ( ) On-Line     ( ) Download
+
+ 7. Are you a SysOp?  ( ) Yes         ( ) No (if "No", skip to 10)
+
+ 8. If so, what is your BBS name, number, baud rate?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+ 9. Do you currently carry STTS Mag? 
+
+    ( ) Yes    ( ) No    ( ) I don't carry it, but I want to
+
+    I carry STTS: ( ) On-Line, ( ) For Download, ( ) or Both
+
+10. What do you enjoy the MOST about STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+11. What do you enjoy LEAST about STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________ 
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+12. Please rate the following parts of STTS on a scale of 1-10, 10 being
+    excellent and 1 being awful. (if no opinion, X)
+
+    Fiction          ___     Poetry     ___     Movie reviews    ___  
+
+    Book reviews     ___     CD Reviews ___     Feature Articles ___  
+                  
+    Question&Answers ___     Editorial  ___     ANSI Coverart    ___
+
+    Misc. Info       ___     Humour     ___     RIP Coverart     ___
+
+
+13. What would you like to see (or see more of) in future issues
+    of STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 
+
+Return the survey to me via any of the following options:  
+
+A) Pen & Brush Net - A PRIVATE, ROUTED message to JOE DEROUEN at site
+   ->5320. In any conference.
+
+B) RIME Net - A PRIVATE, ROUTED message to JOE DEROUEN at site ->5320,
+   in the COMMON conference
+
+C) WME Net - A PRIVATE message to JOE DEROUEN in the NET CHAT
+   conference.
+
+D) Internet - Send a message containing your complete survey to 
+   Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.org
+
+E) My BBS - (214) 629-8793 24 hrs. a day 1200-14,000 baud. Upload the
+   file SURVEY.TXT (change the name first! Change it to something like
+   the first eight digits of your last name (or less, if your name
+   doesn't have eight digits) and the ext of .SUR) Immediate access is
+   gained to my system via filling out the new user questionnaire. 
+   Alternately, logon with the handle STTS SYSOP and password: STTS and
+   skip the new user questionnaire and upload the file. 
+
+F) U.S. Postal Service - Send the survey either printed out or on a disk
+   to:    Joe DeRouen
+          14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+          Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+
+
+
+Newsflash!!
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows On-Line/Elec. Magazine is now offering
+  payment for stories and articles!
+
+  In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+  submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+  will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+  given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+  In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a bi-annual "best
+  of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+  categories will receive substantial cash prizes.
+
+  These changes will take effect in January of 1994, and the first
+  bi-annual awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+  Honorariums, bi-annual cash awards, award winners selection
+  processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+  Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+  received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+  of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission.
+
+  As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+  increase, as will the bi-annual award amounts.
+
+
+     Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+
+     Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+     Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+  You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+  donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+  Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+  * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+    anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+BI-ANNUAL CASH AWARD
+
+  Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+  and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+  last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+  included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+  each category.
+
+  In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+  Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+  magazine.
+
+  Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+  bi-annual awards.
+
+  Bi-annual prize amounts
+  -----------------------
+
+  Fiction         $50.00
+  Non-fiction      25.00
+  Poetry           25.00
+
+
+  The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+  award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+  cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the bi-annual awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+  As always, the rights of stories and articles published in STTS
+  revert back to the author immediately upon publication. STTS
+  reserves the right to possibly reprint the story/article for the
+  bi-annual awards issue, as well as a possible year-end "best of"
+  issue.
+
+
+HOW DO I SUBMIT?
+
+
+  Send queries, questions, and submissions to: Joe DeRouen via
+  any of the following avenues:
+
+
+  STTS BBS (214) 620-8793 14.4k baud 24 hrs. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Any conference
+
+  RIME - Common or Writers conference
+
+  World Message Exchange - Net Chat or Poetry & Prose conference
+
+  On the internet, send mail to joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  (Refer to CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue for more details)
+
+
+  Thanks for your interest in the magazine,
+
+           Joe DeRouen
+           Publisher STTS On-Line/Elec. Magazine
+
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+
+
+Letters To The Editor
+
+
+Send any and all comments you have concerning STTS Magazine to Joe
+DeRouen, via any of the routes covered under CONTACT POINTS, listed
+elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Now, on to a few letters . . .
+
+[ Do to a message base crash, there are no letters this month. We
+  apologise for any inconvenience. ] 
+
+
+
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "What Christmas gift would
+you like to give to someone else? To whom would you give it and why?"
+
+This seemed like an appropriate question to ask for the December issue
+of STTS. Apparantly, at least a couple people didn't think so.
+
+Originally I'd planned to include Hanukkah, Yule, and other seasonal
+holidays. I decided not to, so as to not clutter the message. I thought
+that people, regardless of their belief system, would see the intent of
+the message. A couple didn't, and one man was actually offended. 
+
+If my using "Christmas" as a cover-all for seasonal holidays offended
+anyone else, I apologize. Take it as it was meant to be. Oh, and have a
+great holiday season, regardless of whatever you happen to be
+celebrating! <G>
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES>
+Number  : 53     of     61       Date : 11/07/93 02:49
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Joe Derouen
+To      : All    
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+People,
+ 
+For the Dec. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+ 
+"What Christmas gift would you most like to give someone else? To whom
+would you give it and why?"
+ 
+As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+Many thanks,
+ 
+  Joe
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 55     of     61       Date : 11/07/93 09:15
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Lisa Tamara
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+One thing I've always loved about christmastime is that it is the one 
+time of year you can freely give to others without making them 
+embarassed or ashamed.  So often being the giver is touted and people 
+dont know how to graciously accept a gift.   
+ 
+There are folks who dont feel comfortable being given 
+anything......perhaps they feel they shouldnt *need* gifts....that they 
+dont deserve it......that they must *pay* for it in some way.  Only at 
+christmastime do they relax and allow the world to bless them.
+ 
+That freedom......to express caring thru giving & receiving....is what 
+I would give...and receive.  
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 58     of     61       Date : 11/13/93 04:59
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Shawn Aiken
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Joe,
+Hmm, what, whom, and why.  Left a lot open on this question, didn't 
+you?<G>  Ah, MOST LIKE TO GIVE.  That kinda narrows it.  I guess I 
+would give my mother a satellite dish that could pick up the BBC 
+channels.  She's a BritCom fanatic and I think it would really make her
+day.  Or year.  Or life.  She'd like it alot.
+Shawn
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 11342  of  11392       Date : 11/08/93 17:10
+Reply To: 10969
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : John Blakeney
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+The one gift I've always wanted to give is "A well stocked Limo trip
+across the U.S. for 2."  and I'd give it to Myself and Whom ever
+happened to be special to me at the time.
+ 
+ 
+---
+ þ TLX v1.50 þ A fool and his money are some party.
+ 
+ * SLMR 2.1a *
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
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+ 
+========================================================================
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+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 11359  of  11393       Date : 11/08/93 18:38
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Michael Hahn
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Sappy, but serious:
+ 
+I'd like to give a family member an effective cure for the neurochemical
+disorder, schizophrenia.  It's heartbreaking to watch this person
+struggle through life day after day, trying to get by with a brain that
+sends garbled signals.
+ 
+                             .\\ichael
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.51 þ Contents may have settled out of court.
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+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 26174  of  26247       Date : 11/08/93 14:10
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Bobb Waller
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What Christmas gift would you most like to give someone else?
+ 
+The knowledge that the universe is not made up totally by Xtians.
+ 
+ 
+JD> To whom would you give it and why?"
+ 
+Anyone who forgets that fact, such as people who ask the first question.
+Why? Because I spent more than 3/4 of my 32 years fighting for
+recognition that I as a JEW am here in this country.
+ 
+þ SMRead 3.3  #S185 ¯   No one's god says,"Hate your neighbor!"
+ þ BCSUTI Version 1.0
+---
+ * FIAWOL/MSCONNECTIONS BBS (214)-790-6472
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  FIAWOL (#977) : RelayNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 26195  of  26247       Date : 11/08/93 22:44
+Reply To: 25797
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Marty Weiss
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+        The ability to be empathetic.
+        Everyone.
+        If we each knew how most things felt to others, we would all
+        suffer less.
+ 
+ 
+---
+ þ KingQWK 1.05 þ I tried switching to gum but couldn't keep it lit
+ * DSC * Ivyland, PA * (215) 443-7390 5,000 Sigs * LIVE FTP/TELNET!
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  DSC (#308) : RelayNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 319    of    320       Date : 11/10/93 10:23
+Confer  : News <P&BNet>
+From    : Michael Loo
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : xmas retry
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Date: 11-08-93 (11:12)              Number: 117 of 118 (Refer# 115)
+  To: JOE DEROUEN
+From: MICHAEL LOO
+Subj: Christmas!
+Read: NO                            Status: RECEIVER ONLY (Echo)
+Conf: News-PB (615)              Read Type: GENERAL
+ 
+ 
+If I cared about someone, I'd try to give them one day of happiness that
+they would otherwise not have had. Less than one day is cheap and
+paltry; more than one day reaches into the realm of the gods.
+---
+ þ KingQWK 1.05 # 187 þ
+ * Channel 1(R) * 617-354-7077 * Cambridge MA * 85 lines
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.07  CHANNEL1 (#15) : P&BNet(tm)
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+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 26663  of  26664       Date : 11/12/93 15:27
+Reply To: 25797
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Nate Orzoff
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Personally I would make it a chanakah gift being Jewish but here is my
+answer...
+ 
+Peace on Earth and goodwill toward men... to everyone. Why? Because at
+xmas time it seems that people act 1 day a year the way people should
+act all year round. We hypocritically pretend that we do, but EVERYONE
+including myself act like jerks the rest of the world. It makes me
+wonder why? Because the Human condition is full of hypocrites and liars.
+We smile and give money to the salvation army santas and help out the
+poor and meak one month a year. The day after thanksgiving to Christmas.
+Then Dec. 26 we revert to the Bundys or the Bunkers or the Fox's etc. It
+could take years to figure everything out. Instead, I suggest that we
+just try and help each other all year round... People throw away
+perfectly good equipment, food, etc. because they are bored or don't
+want it anymore. Why not give it to an organization? Why not help out
+your neighbor when he/she/they needs it? Why not help  everyone all year
+round? It might catch on and we might be just a little less hypocritacal
+the rest of the  year....
+ 
+That is my answer... I hope you do print it...  it need saying and most
+people will not admit it....
+ 
+ * SLMR 2.1a * "I am afraid of Nothing!!!!" "He's in Denial" Croow MST3K
+---
+ * Treasures <HUB-ORLANDO> Longwood, FL 407-831-9130
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  TREASURES (#69) : RelayNet(tm) 
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 312    of    312       Date : 11/13/93 09:02
+Confer  : DFW Chit-Chat <PlanoNet>
+From    : Paul Atherton
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+I would like to give my mother's eyesight back to her.  I am a 28 year
+old and my mother has just finished putting me through college.  Two
+years ago, my mother lost her eyes to Diabetes Retinopathy and has still
+supported me through the remainder of her education.  This, being the
+only thing that she would really like to have, is what I would like to
+give to her for all the support and love she has shown me through the
+past 28« years.
+ 
+Paul Atherton
+---
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+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 60     of     61       Date : 11/17/93 07:11
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Heather Derouen
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What Christmas gift would you most like to give someone else? To wh
+JD> would you give it and why?"
+ 
+This is an extremely difficult question to answer.  There are so many 
+things I would like to give so many people.  Well, I guess first off I 
+would like to give my husband all the presents that I've ever wanted to 
+get for him but couldn't afford, such as a 28.8k baud modem, a CD-ROM 
+multi-multi-multimedia kit, an 18-CD disk changer/player, and a variety 
+of other things.  I would like to give it to him because I think he 
+would be really surprised by it, and it would be neat to see the look 
+on his face.
+ 
+And to everyone, I would like to give a bit of the spirit of the season 
+to carry with them all year long - the time of year when we seem to be
+able to forgive one another more easily, seem to get along with each 
+other a little bit better, seem to enjoy being around one another a 
+little more than other times.  Pardon me for getting mushy, but I 
+really love this time of year.
+ 
+Heather
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 61     of     61       Date : 11/19/93 07:12
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Grant Guenther
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+  what i would like to give and to whom by j. guenther
+ 
+  My favorite gift of all is happiness.  It's impossible to judge 
+material things for how much happiness they can give, because different
+people appreciate different things.   There is no guarenteed way of 
+giving happiness, but I know a joke is a good.  So my favorite gift 
+would be making everyone smile for Christmas....
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1240   of   1247       Date : 11/24/93 05:57
+Reply To: 1236
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : John Chambers
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+If I could afford it, you mean?  To Lucia:  I would give a multiple disk
+CD/ROM changer.  Why?  So that she could play 6 CD/ROM based games at
+once!
+ 
+To Howard Palmer I would give a nice toupee.  Why?  So he would no longer
+be accused of trying to look like someone from ZZ Top.
+ 
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.51 þ Dammit Jim, I'm a doctor, not a tagline writer.
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
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+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1261   of   1263       Date : 11/25/93 08:04
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : Melanie Byas
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Joe,
+ 
+I keep seeing these questions.  I've given them some thought but the
+same thing keeps coming to mind.
+ 
+        I'd give my parents the mature, responsible, self-supporting,
+        kind, well-balanced, talented, considerate, adult, etc... person
+        they hoped I'd be.
+ 
+ 
+        Why? Because it would make them feel sooo good!
+ 
+ciao...
+Melanie
+ 
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ Nuthin' is simple sometimes...
+ þ TriNet: [P&BNet(tm)] Inkwell * Alexandria VA * 703.548.1507 V.32bis
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 16     of     16       Date : 11/27/93 09:53
+Reply To: 8
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Anastasia Alexander
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Argh!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+If I could give ANYTHING, I would give a cure for headaches and body 
+aches to my father.  He is my very best friend and has migraine 
+headaches a lot and had surgery on his stomach and back and he gets a 
+lot of aches and pains from that, especially during cold weather.
+========================================================================
+
+A lot of good answers. Many thanks to all of the people who replied.
+Your replies were very much appreciated!
+
+Now, I'll attempt to answer my own question . . .
+
+If I could give anything to anyone, as a Christmas gift.. I'd give
+everyone health. Take away all diseases and sickness, and let everyone
+start out with a clean slate. Specifically, I'd cure my wife's cancer. 
+
+Sadly, this is something that I cannot do. In lieu of this, I choose to
+give her as much love, support, understanding, and caring as I possibly
+can. It's a cheap Christmas gift, but perhaps one worth more than
+anything I could ever buy her. Then again, maybe she'd prefer that
+Mercedes. . . <G>
+
+Thank you everyone for reading, and special thanks to those of you who
+responded. Have a great holiday season!
+
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THIS ISSUE...
+
+Check out Brigid Child's feature article on Christmas/Yule. A few facts
+about everyone's favorite holiday might surprise you . . .
+
+We're now paying for accepted submissions! Check out selection # 5 for
+more details.
+
+Merry Christmas to all, and many, many thanks for reading and
+supporting STTS all year long. See you next year!
+
+
+NEXT ISSUE...
+
+With the January issue of STTS, we'll introduce two new columns. The
+first, MY VIEW, will feature a different writer each month doing a guest
+editorial. The second, ANSWER ME!, will showcase Liz Shelton (a new
+addition to the STTS staff) answering questions about BBSing and the
+world of computers.  
+
+
+FUTURE ISSUES...
+
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+
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+
+
+Toll the Ancient Yuletide
+Copyright (c) 1993, Brigid Childs
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+   Toll the Ancient Yuletide - by Brigid Childs
+
+
+   Deck the malls with boughs of holly!  T'is the season for Christmas 
+trees and evergreens, for kissing under the mistletoe, for joy to a 
+world of sugarplums and candycanes.  T'is a season of wonder and 
+miracles.  T'is also the time of the Winter Solstice, the shortest day 
+and longest night of the year and in pagan tradition the time of the 
+rebirth of the Sun King, celebrated and decorated with evergreens, 
+holly and mistletoe - sound familiar?  Many ancient Yule traditions 
+have been incorporated into the festivities of Christmas.
+  
+   The Christmas tree is the most recognizable holiday symbol; where 
+does it come from?  The earliest references available indicate that the
+first recorded "Christmas tree" appeared in 1510 in Riga in Latvia when
+a local merchant guild set up a decorated evergreen in their town 
+square.  Here they danced and capered about it, finally setting it 
+ablaze - a combination Christmas tree/Yule log.  In pagan times, 
+however, the cult of Cybele decked their evergreens with violets and 
+white drapery, the violets representing the blood of Attis shed at the 
+time of his death.  The German word for Christmas tree is Tannenbaum; 
+liguistically this relates to a species of European evergreen oak and 
+in the pagan traditions of this region, the Solstice is the time of the
+birth of the Oak King and the death of the Holly King, although it is 
+only on the female holly that the bloodred berries grow.
+   
+  Mistletoe was sacred to the Druids and was involved in many of their 
+rituals including the Solstice rite.  This botanic had a peculiar place
+in the plant pantheon growing as it does only in the boughs of other 
+plants without a firm root system in the earth.  Mistletoe was gathered
+at midwinter when it was carefully cut with a golden sickle and even 
+more carefully kept from touching the ground, thus losing its magickal 
+potency.  At the Yuletide harvest, the mistletoe has clusters of white,
+translucent berries which resemble droplets of semen; the herb gathered
+at this time of year was used in charms of fertility.  (When Druids 
+kissed under the mistletoe, they were serious about it!)
+    
+Winter Solstice is a solar festival concerned with the rebirth of the 
+Sun, with the passing of the old and with new beginnings, and the Yule 
+log symbolically embodies this aspect of the celebration.  Ritually lit
+with a brand from last year's fire, the log itself is traditionally oak
+(oh, Tannenbaum redux?) and is decorated with seasonal evergreens 
+before flaming on the hearth.  In some pagan circles, each celebrant 
+writes those things he wants gone from his life on a scrap of paper and
+then drops it into the blaze, chanting "Take the old and burn it...burn
+and let it go!"
+ 
+   There is an obvious message there.  Yule is a festival of the return
+of light to a world of darkness, darkness not only of the mundane 
+physical world, but also of the mind and spirit.  Modern paganism 
+focuses on enLIGHTening the spirit to allow the individual to grow
+unto the infinite: it focuses on healing the earth of the ecological 
+excesses to which we have subjected our Mother; it focuses on the love 
+and understanding of our fellow beings on this planet.  The Anglo-Saxon
+toast appropriate to the season sums up this emphasis neatly.  They 
+gathered about the wassail bowl as we still do today, and they raised 
+their flagons to the cry, "Wes Hal!"  Translation? "Be Whole!"
+  
+   T'is the season - and so from me to all of you - "Wes Hal!"
+ 
+             Blessed be  - Brigid
+
+
+State of the Art For Awhile      
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+[This article was originally published in the Nov. issue of
+ DFW Connects Magazine]
+                       
+
+I remember when I got my first modem. I was 16, and it was a 110/300
+baud VIC Modem. It plugged into the back of my Commodore Vic 20. It even
+worked, most of the time.
+
+That was nearly 10 years ago. The VIC Modem was lost in the move when I
+moved from Illinois to Texas in 1985, and, after many fruitless hours 
+looking for the lost box, I realized I'd have to purchase another one.
+
+1200 baud modems were still too expensive at that point (well over
+$100!) so I had to settle for another 300 bauder. At least with this one
+you didn't have to dial on the handset of your phone and, when the
+carrier answered, plug the cord into the back of the modem. You could
+actually dial *through* the modem with this one!
+
+About a year later, I broke down and purchased a Aprotek 1200 modem. It
+nearly broke me at $129.99, and that was mail order! Boy, though, it was
+fast. Everyone kept telling me that I wouldn't be able to read the
+message bases at 1200, but after a few days I was used to it and got
+along fine. I'd never get used to that speed, though: I could get a
+whole game in under an hour! Talk about progress. It doesn't get any
+better than this.
+
+Well, actually, it did. In 1989, I happened onto a great deal on a 2400
+baud modem. Now, truly, *this* was state of the art! I downloaded files
+day and night, reveling in the speed of the transfers. Why, with Z
+Modem, I could get transfer rates of nearly 2000 cps! I'd heard of those
+new 9600 baud modems, but that was overkill. Who needs it?
+
+A year later, my wife's company bought her a Twincom 9600 baud modem.
+Needless to say, I fell head over heels in love with it. Sure, I still
+spent hours downloading. But now I got megs of files rather than bytes.
+What could be faster?
+
+Earlier this year, I decided to run a BBS. I tossed the 9600 baud onto
+the BBS computer and took the ViVa 2400 pocket modem from the laptop and
+put it on the 486 so I could call out while others called in. All was
+well until a few months later when tragedy struck: lightning decided to
+pay a visit upon my Twincom 9600.
+
+Saddened (she had served me well) I put the Twincom to rest and set about
+buying a 14.4k modem. Finally settling on a Zoom fax/modem, I was
+impressed at the speed increase over the 9600. It wasn't like going from
+2400 to 9600, but there *was* a noticeable speed increase. The long
+distance new mail runs also ran better and in doing so cost me less.
+
+Who'd ever need anything more than a 14.4k modem? Once again, I was
+happy. 14.4k technology was state of the art, and I had it. 
+
+About a week ago, someone on one of the nets I carry sent me a ASCII
+text file about a SysOp upgrade offer from Hayes. It was for a 28.8k
+modem, and the technology's going to be approved any day now. 
+ 
+Who'd ever need a 28.8k modem, I thought to myself. Why, my 14.4k Zoom
+is as fast as I'll ever need . . . *Sigh* It was fun having state of the
+art for awhile.   
+
+
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The results are in from the survey in the October and November issues,
+and tabulated below for a median score. Due to keeping the survey in the
+magazine an extra month, I actually ended up with quite a few completed
+surveys. I'm still keeping the survey in until the end of the year. 
+(IE: This issue) Please respond. 
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
+comments were read and taken into consideration.  
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.6    
+Poetry:             9.4
+Book Reviews:       9.0
+Editorial:          8.5
+Feature Articles:   8.7
+Movie Reviews:      8.5
+ANSI Coverart:      7.4
+CD Reviews:         7.2
+Question & Answers: 7.1
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the book reviews seemed
+         to be the most popular, followed very closely by the movies 
+         and, lastly, the CDs. 
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in your surveys. If you haven't yet filled out the survey, you 
+still have time to do so. Send it in to me before the end of the year,
+and it'll make it into the January issue's final tabulations. 
+
+
+If you haven't already, please fill out the survey. It's article 4 in
+this issue of STTS, and it's duplicated in the .ZIP archive as
+SURVEY.TXT. 
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+Lights Out Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+         ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+         ³  ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES:  Barry Sonnenfeld, director.      ³
+         ³  Paul Rudnick, screenplay.  Starring Anjelica Huston,    ³
+         ³  Raul Julia, Christopher Lloyd, Joan Cusack, Christina   ³
+         ³  Ricci, Carol Kane, Jimmy Workman, Carel Struycken,      ³
+         ³  David Krumholtz, Christopher Hart and Dana Ivey.        ³
+         ³  Paramount Pictures.  Rated PG-13.                       ³
+         ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Your best bet for an out-and-out fun romp this holiday season
+     is ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES.  There's an addition to this lovely
+     nuclear-fallout family, little Pubert Addams, a boy after Gomez'
+     (Raul Julia) own heart (he shoots flaming arrows, breathes fire,
+     and can stop a guillotine blade with two fingers).  Along with the
+     new addition comes a nanny (Joan Cusack), another in a long line
+     of Sharon Stone-clones this year (see the review of FATAL
+     INSTINCT, elsewhere in this issue), who plays the femme fatale,
+     Debbie Jellinsky, with delicious aplomb (and looking better on-
+     screen than she has in quite a while.)
+
+          I had problems with the first film.  THE ADDAMS FAMILY TV show
+     was one of my childhood faves (don't look at me that way -- take
+     out the laugh track and some of the stupider gags, like the ever-
+     present lightbulb in Uncle Fester's mouth, and you get a show
+     that's strikingly refreshing compared to the glut of suburbanite
+     '60s sitcoms).  Although the casting was superb, nay inspired in
+     the case of Raul Julia and Anjelica Huston (Morticia), I disliked
+     Wednesday (she acted way too far beyond her years, a fallacy in
+     many sitcoms and movies that feature *precious* children),
+     Grandmama was way too flighty and over acted, and Christopher
+     Lloyd's (Fester) bodysuit made him look like a hairless gorilla.
+     (He's *not* that big, why stick so tightly to Charles Addams'
+     designs when it makes the character look so silly?)  The
+     gratuitous dance scene, the whole subplot about bilking Gomez out
+     of the family fortune, and the addition of Dana Ivey (the evil
+     "psychiatrist" who had brainwashed Fester into believing he was
+     her son -- do I need to add that I intensely dislike Dana Ivey in
+     *every* movie she's in?) muddled what could have been a funny,
+     character-driven comedy.
+
+          Some of the first movies weakness' are repeated (Dana Ivey is
+     *back*, albeit just in a cameo; Fester still looks badly-designed;
+     and director Barry Sonnenfeld is still too fond of his high-speed
+     camera tricks), but the addition of baby Pubert and the evil nanny
+     plot actually add a new dimension to the wacky proceedings.  In a
+     way, ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES becomes a more successful spoof of the
+     b*itch-from-hell movies (like HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE, 1992)
+     than HEXED, FATAL INSTINCT, and SO I MARRIED AN AXE MURDERER
+     combined.  Yes, it's true -- Ms. Jellinsky has no intentions of
+     being Pubert's nanny.  She's really after Fester's money,
+     amusingly brought to light by a scene with Cusack amongst her
+     clippings about Fester.  (He's written up in publications like
+     Forbes as "America's Strangest Millionaire.") Jellinsky is a black
+     widow, marrying rich men and then killing them shortly after the
+     honeymoon.  When the kids tumble to her identity, she maneuvers
+     Morticia and Gomez into sending them to summer camp.  "Summer
+     camp?" Gomez asks, horrified.  Jellinsky just nods and smiles
+     evilly.
+
+          The camp is a wacked-out yuppie nightmare.  Troublesome
+     youngsters spend time in the Harmony Hut and watch movies like
+     HEIDI and THE SOUND OF MUSIC.  Wednesday and Pugsley, needless to
+     say, spend a lot of time in the hut.  They make plans, along with
+     Joel Glicker (David Krumholtz), a nerdy camper who also doesn't
+     fit in and seems to be developing a crush on Wednesday, to
+     disrupt the camp's special Thanksgiving presentation.  The
+     production, featuring blond-haired blue-eyed Pilgrims and
+     everyone else (the minorities, the overweight kids, the Addams
+     kids, Joel, and a kid in a wheelchair) as the Indians.  The
+     misfits tear the play apart even more splendiforously than
+     Wednesday and Pugsley's bloody stage debut in the first film.
+     
+          But do they return home in time to save Uncle Fester from a
+     fate worse than death?  Ah, you'll have to see the movie to answer
+     that for yourself, although I think you've already guessed the
+     right answer.  Some aspects of ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES bother me,
+     especially the danger that the kids place baby Pubert in.  Some of
+     the gags cross the line, not of good taste (how can a movie about
+     the Addamses be accused of having taste?), but of basic decency.
+     Maybe I'm just being a little too uptight.  Despite these reserva-
+     tions, I can still recommend the film.
+
+     RATING:  7 out of 10.
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+       ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+       ³ MRS. DOUBTFIRE:  Chris Colombus, director.  Randy Mayem    ³
+       ³ Singer and Leslie Dixon, screenplay.  Based on the novel   ³
+       ³ "Alias Mrs. Doubtfire," by Anne Fine.  Starring Robin      ³
+       ³ Williams, Sally Field, Harvey Fierstein, Pierce Brosnan,   ³
+       ³ Polly Holliday, Lisa Jakub, Matthew Lawernce, Mara Wilson, ³
+       ³ Martin Mull, and Robert Prosky.  Twentieth Century Fox.    ³
+       ³ Rated PG-13.                                               ³
+       ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Yep, that's Robin Williams cavorting around under a ton of
+     makeup and sporting that improbable accent, having a grand time as
+     housekeeper to his own kids in MRS. DOUBTFIRE, the best live-
+     action feature he's done since DEAD POETS SOCIETY.  (Yeah, I liked
+     HOOK, even though most critics didn't, but it really was a bloated
+     picture.  TOYS?  Don't *even* get me started . . . )  Before you
+     dismiss this movie as just another excuse for Williams to adlib
+     his way through two hours of "story," let me hasten to add that
+     every other performance in this film (despite the unfortunate gay
+     almost-stereotypes and the huge bit of nothing Pierce Brosnan is
+     given to work with) is enchanting, entertaining, and solid.  Pay
+     no attention to the simple-minded screenplay -- it's clever, it's
+     funny, and it even manages to say something about adult relation-
+     ships.  But more about that later.
+
+          The marriage has had it.  Daniel and Miranda Hillard (Williams
+     and Sally Field, a quirky-but-amusing pairing) are on the skids
+     and Miranda wants out.  (Watch Williams during this scene.  He's
+     more genuine here, both angry and tear-filled, than he's been in a
+     dozen pictures.)  The last straw is the birthday party, complete
+     with petting zoo and kids jumping on furniture, that Daniel throws
+     for his son, Chris (Matthew Lawrence), a party that Miranda had
+     expressly forbad him due to his low grades in school.  Daniel's
+     out, and to win custody of his kids, he has to find a place to
+     live and land a job.  Well, the apartment's a shambles (kinda
+     looks like my place), but Daniel manages to land not just one, but
+     *two* jobs.  By day, he's a packer/shipper for a TV station, by
+     evening, he's Mrs. Iphigenia Doubtfire (thanks to an expert
+     makeup job done by his brother, Frank, played larger-than-life by
+     Harvey Fierstein), housekeeper to the Hillard clan:  Chris, Lydia
+     (Lisa Jakub), and little Natty (Mara Wilson, another 'way too
+     *precious* kid).
+
+          At first wary, the kids eventually warm to Mrs. Doubtfire,
+     which is the second mistake this movie makes (the first mistake
+     is a scene in the employment counselor's office where Williams is
+     allowed free reign to do his comedy schtick -- most of it isn't
+     funny, as we've seen it countless times before, and the jump cuts
+     that director Chris Colombus decides to use are unprofessional
+     and jarring).  The kids come to accept the new housekeeper way
+     too easily, especially with the iron hand "she" uses on them.  "I
+     run a tight ship," she tells them, "not of this loosey-goosey way
+     you're used to."  Sure, sure.  She turns off their TV program,
+     makes them clean the house when they complain, then she sends
+     them to their rooms to do homework for two hours.  And the very
+     next day, they absolutely *adore* her.  Go figger.  Why they
+     didn't just walk out of the house is beyond me.  (Yeah, right,
+     Bruce, then there'd be no movie.  Duhhh.)
+
+          Two subplots run concurrently in MRS. DOUBTFIRE:  Miranda's
+     awakening "romance" with an old flame, played by Pierce Brosnan,
+     and Daniel's working relationship with the general manager of the
+     TV station, played by Robert Prosky.  Both of these supporting
+     roles are pretty much cardboard characters, but as I mentioned
+     before, the performances are given weight by the acting talents
+     behind them.  Prosky is likeably gruff, and Brosnan is slick
+     without being oily.  I was pleased to see that Brosnan's charac-
+     ter didn't descend into the too-easy-caricature of the evil
+     boyfriend, someone the kids would hate and would detest them
+     back.  Williams' reactions to Brosnan (constant, constant in-
+     sults) seem unmotivated, at times cruel for no reason, until you
+     remind yourself that he sees Brosnan as nothing more than a
+     threat to his possibly reuniting with Miranda.  Even then, it
+     seems a bit much, played as it is for the easy laugh.
+
+          Parts of the movie are predictable, including the scene at
+     the restaurant.  I knew the moment his boss invited him to dinner
+     to discuss a possible TV show starring Daniel, that Miranda would
+     insist that Mrs. Doubtfire go out to dinner with her and the
+     kids.  *At* the same restaurant, *on* the very same night.
+     Please, this plot twist has been done to death in countless
+     sitcoms.  What's refreshing about the scene, though, is Williams,
+     and the twists he manages to put on such a hackneyed scenario.
+
+          The ending (without giving too much away) is at the same
+     time coldly realistic and saccharine sweet in resolution.  I
+     can't say anymore, other than to tell you I was very disappointed
+     at how director Chris Columbus decided to portray it.  Sure, it
+     says something about the reality of adult relationships, but
+     there's no punch behind it.  The final scenes have the dramatic
+     impact of boiled tofu.
+
+     RATING:  6 out of 10.
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  A PERFECT WORLD:  Clint Eastwood, director.  John Lee    ³
+        ³  Hancock, screenplay.  Starring Kevin Costner, Clint      ³
+        ³  Eastwood, Laura Dern, and T.J. Lowther.  Warner Bros.    ³
+        ³  Rated PG-13.                                             ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          At an age when many actors and directors become terribly self-
+     indulgent (witness Orson Welles, Laurence Olivier, and John Wayne,
+     for three examples), Clint Eastwood keeps getting sharper and
+     sharper (my negative reaction to UNFORGIVEN notwithstanding).  IN
+     THE LINE OF FIRE, released this past summer, showed us a Clint
+     that has matured and even mellowed a bit with age.  Now, with the
+     release of A PERFECT WORLD, Eastwood's first directing job since
+     UNFORGIVEN, we see how much farther Clint will be taking himself
+     in the future.  In a feature that could have easily become a
+     bloodbath, the guns-n-car-chases scenes are kept to a minimum.
+     What we're left with is a touching story of surrogate parenthood
+     and how the cycle of violence merely repeats itself.
+
+          Butch Haines (Costner) is a man on run, a convict who's broken
+     out of stir and determined to make his way north.  Red Garnett
+     (Eastwood) is the Texas State Police chief who's tracking him,
+     complete with a governor-appointed criminologist (Laura Dern as
+     the unfortunately-cliched "spunky young woman," Sally Gerber), a
+     couple deputies, and a Fed in his entourage.  He commandeers the
+     governor's mobile-home campaign headquarters ("But he's taking
+     that to Dallas for President Kennedy's visit!" someone complains)
+     to coordinate operations in the field.
+
+          Butch has some company of his own:  Philip (T.J. Lowther), a
+     seven-year-old boy he kidnaps as a hostage.  At first the boy's
+     just safety insurance, allowing him to keep running from the law.
+     What Butch doesn't count on is the bond that develops between the
+     two of them:  Butch identifies with the boy's lack of a father
+     figure and the implied message that when his father is around,
+     he's not exactly a model parent.  "Me and you are a lot alike,
+     Philip," he tells the boy.  "We're both handsome devils, we both
+     like RC Cola, and we both have daddies that ain't worth a damn."
+     That pretty much sets the tone for Butch and Philip's relation-
+     ship, and is nicely counterpointed by scenes of domestic vio-
+     lence the two witness in their travels.  In fact, one such
+     situation, a man who whups up on his grandson, leads to the film's
+     climactic scene, and the faint damning of young Philip's soul.
+
+          A PERFECT WORLD unfolds slowly, driven as it is by the
+     exploration of Butch Haines' character.  The idea that Eastwood is
+     presenting Haines as a saint (as some people have claimed) or even
+     a person to admire is hooey.  That's a shallow interpretation of
+     what's going on here.  You can't help but sympathize with him,
+     even though he has killed two men in his life (both of them men
+     who had visited violence on people Butch cared for), but he's by
+     no means held up as an example for us, or Philip, to emulate.  The
+     boy is entranced by the sheer wildness and freedom that Butch
+     represents (and the father figure that he never had), but in the
+     end he realizes, in a surprisingly mature and chilling way, that
+     this man is seriously flawed.  "I ain't a good man," Butch says at
+     one point, "and I ain't the worst.  I'm a breed apart."  Even at
+     the end, Butch himself realizes both the good and the bad he's
+     done to and for the boy.  Could the Eastwood of even 10 years ago
+     have handled a theme as mature as this?
+
+          A PERFECT WORLD is a subtle picture.  Don't be misled by the
+     surface patina of criminal-as-heroic-figure, because that's a
+     MacGuffin screenwriter John Lee Hancock has deftly woven into the
+     film's texture.  A couple scenes disturbed me (one, a near-child
+     molestation, the other being the sight of Philip holding a pistol
+     -- a similar scene in LAST ACTION HERO totally disgusted me, but
+     here it's presented to make a definite point) in a way that is
+     both thought-provoking and gut-wrenching.  A PERFECT WORLD ain't a
+     perfect picture, but it's the best Eastwood's done so far.
+
+     RATING:  8 out of 10.
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+CHRISTINE LAVINE PRESENTS:
+BIG TIMES in a SMALL TOWN - THE VINEYARD TAPES
+Various artists   
+Philo/Rounder Records Corp.
+1993
+
+
+BIG TIMES IN A SMALL TOWN is by and far one of the best live recordings
+I've ever heard. Taken from the first annual Martha's Vineyard
+singer/songwriters'' retreat, all of the songs were performed live at
+the  Wintertide Coffeehouse with an energy and enthusiasm far surpassing
+most live recordings.
+
+The CD boasts some of the brightest names in folk music today - Cheryl
+Wheeler, Pierce Pettis, Cliff Eberhardt, Electric Bonsai Band - as well
+as several up-and-comers such as Jonatha Brooke, John Forster, and Peter
+Nelson.
+
+What really sets this CD apart from other isn't the quality (though
+there's lots of that here) nor is it the talent. What sets this
+recording apart from other live albums is that it's FUN. Throughout all
+the live sets you can sense that the performers are performing not with
+thoughts of the next big contract or cash payment, but for the sheer joy
+of it.
+
+Some of the highlights of the CD include John Forster's wonderfully
+funny ENTERING MARION, Peter Nelson's wistful, poignant recollection of
+times lost in SUMMER OF LOVE, and David Roth's self-effacing THE STAR
+SPANGLED BANNER AND ME. The other 14 selections are just as good. In
+fact, there isn't a bad selection on the disc.
+
+If you enjoy folk music or just think that you might and want a good
+sampler CD to check it out, grab this one. You won't find any better.
+
+If you can't find it in your local record store, write to:
+
+M. Lavin
+313 Mulberry Street
+Rochester, New York 14620
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 10  
+
+
+CD Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Wendy Bryson
+All rights reserved
+
+
+LET THERE BE PEACE ON EARTH
+Vince Gill
+1993 MCA Records, Inc.
+
+Not a typical "Country" album by any means,  this Christmas CD
+by a country singer leans more towards the "Pop" sounds of the late
+1970's.
+
+The artist has a very mellow, tenor voice that will brighten
+your holiday spirit.  There is nothing really spectacular about
+this album, it's just a nice collection of Christmas music. We're 
+even treated to a few new and original pieces by Mr. Gill.
+
+
+     Some of the more impressive selections are:
+ 
+   "Santa Clause is Coming to Town" - Instrumental only.  Arranged
+                                      in a country/swing style.
+   
+   "Let There Be Peace on Earth" -  Duet with Jenny Gill, a very 
+                                    sweet voiced child.
+
+    "White Christmas" - Guitar with rhythm back up - very nice.
+
+    "It Won't Be The Same This Year" - an original. written and
+                                       sung by Vince.
+
+I don't think you'll have any trouble listening to this holiday special.
+You may even find it rather enjoyable. 
+
+My rating (on a scale of 1-10) 8
+
+
+Merry Christmas,
+   Wendy Bryson
+
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+JUMPER                  
+Steven Gould     
+TOR Science Fiction
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+
+In JUMPER, Steven Gould proves that there's no such thing as an idea
+who's time has passed. Since the beginning of science fiction (and
+before) there's been tales of people who could teleport, leaping from
+one place to another in but a second. Steven Gould uses the same
+concept, but presents it in a fun, funny, and at times poignant way.
+
+Davy Rice was abandoned by his mother at age 12 and left with his
+alcoholic, abusive father. Beatings were often and usually without any
+cause, and were usually carried out by his father's weapon of choice - a
+large, metal belt buckle. Davy, now 16, seeks nothing more than escape
+from his father, and one night - seconds away from a beating - simply
+vanishes. 
+
+Appearing in the small town's library, Davy isn't sure what happened. He
+convinces himself that he somehow managed to escape his father, wandered
+to the library, then blacked out. Still, though, he isn't about to go
+back. Steeling his courage, he decides to rid his life of his father
+once and for all. He runs away to New York.
+
+JUMPER is a novel of escape, of revenge fantasies, and of having the
+courage to face down your past and come to terms with who and what you
+are. It's also a novel of adventure, intrigue, and romance. Tie all of
+that in with a good, flowing writing style and a quick wit, and you have
+a definite winner. 
+
+
+My score (on a scale of 1 to 10) 8
+
+
+Trekking Into Literature
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                          *Trekking Into Literature*:
+                                   a review
+                                by Robert McKay
+                      Copyright (c) 1993 by Robert McKay
+
+
+    Through much of its history science fiction has been regarded by a great
+many as not worthy of the term literature.  Even today, when there is a large
+and well-established science fiction subset of the publishing industry, and
+some mainstream works contain elements that can be accurately described as
+science fiction, the genre is not always looked upon with an unprejudiced eye.
+Within science fiction, there is yet another subset that has, even by science
+fiction fans, been regarded as less than respectable.  I speak of Star Trek.
+    Most of us are aware of Star Trek only as a series from the 60s and a few
+movies; fewer appear to be aware that there are two Star Trek series currently
+in production, with another coming in the future and an entirely new slate of
+movies being planned to grow from one of the current series.  Even fewer are
+aware that since the days when the original series still ran, there has been a
+vital and growing Star Trek publishing industry.  Ranging from the adaptations
+of the original episodes by James Blish (who also wrote the very first Star
+Trek novel) through the current Deep Space 9 novels, the total output runs to
+scores of volumes and hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of words.
+    It must be admitted that some of this output is worthy of all the scorn
+that has been heaped upon Star Trek.  I am myself a dedicated Trekkie, and I
+have read some Star Trek fiction that quite frankly would have been better
+burned before submission.  There is a great deal of hack work out there parad-
+ing as genuine Star Trek; this is one reason I am glad the novels are not re-
+garded as "canon" among those who make and those who like Star Trek.  However,
+occasional works have been very good Trek, and good science fiction.  One, at
+least, is in my opinion worthy of the term literature.
+    The original series (TOS; other abbreviations commonly used in the Trek
+world are TNG = The Next Generation; TMS = The Movie Series; and ST = Star
+Trek) broadcast an episode called "Mirror, Mirror."  This episode postulated a
+universe parallel with the one in which the series was set.  In this other
+universe the Federation was a cruel empire; the crew of the *Enterprise* were
+vicious barbarians, and even the logical Spock served the cause of terror and
+tyranny.  The TNG novel *Dark Mirror*, by Diane Duane, picks up this theme
+with the era of Star Trek: The Next Generation, which is roughly 80 years af-
+ter Kirk's day.  Unlike other works which continue themes created by TOS, this
+book is *good*.
+    Briefly, the *Enterprise*, commanded by Captain Jean-Luc Picard, is unex-
+pectedly drawn into the parallel universe of "Mirror, Mirror."  As it turns
+out, the Empire has sent its own *Enterprise*, with its own crew of Picard,
+Riker, and company, to by this means capture the Federation ship, massacre the
+crew, and infiltrate the Federation.  This is merely the prelude to an inva-
+sion; due to the distribution of stars in the galactic arms the Empire has run
+of areas it can feasibly colonize in its own universe, and seeks *lebensraum*
+in the universe of the Federation.
+    The Empire has long since crushed the Klingons and the Romulans, and the
+Vulcans have willingly joined in the cruelty.  All that stands in the way of
+the planned invasion is the Federation version of the *Enterprise*, and this
+fine point is honed even sharper when Geordi LaForge, Deanna Troi, and Captain
+Picard secretly beam aboard the Empire vessel to break into the other *Enter-
+prise*'s computer and copy the files needed to recreate the universe-crossing
+technology, and thus return home with a warning.
+    Yes, it sounds trite.  And in the hands of a lesser writer, it would have
+come out that way.  But Duane, who has not enchanted me in earlier ST novels
+(two were in the pot-boiler category, in my opinion, and only one was really
+worth reading), comes through superbly.  This is simply the finest writing I
+have seen in the Star Trek sub-genre since the death of James Blish in the
+70s.  No one - whether dealing with the animated Trek series that ran briefly,
+the novels surrounding TOS, or the TNG books (I have yet to read any of the
+Deep Space 9 novels) - has come near Duane's effort here.  She has placed her-
+self squarely on a pedestal that now holds just two people.  She is not just a
+good writer, or a good Trek writer; she is a writer of Trek who, like James
+Blish, has taken the Trek universe and characters and written *well* about
+them.
+    I readily grant that Star Trek is not for everyone - the facetious tagline
+is that "Star Trek is for those who can't handle reality."  Not even all sci-
+ence fiction fans like Star Trek.  That is fine - if all readers had identical
+tastes publishing would be a singularly dull endeavor.  However, it is my con-
+sidered opinion that no one - whether a Trek fan or not, whether a science
+fiction fan or not - will go wrong at least giving *Dark Mirror* a try.  Even
+if you're not fond of Picard or Data, or don't care a lick for starships trav-
+elling a warp 5, the writing, the plotting, the characterization in this book
+are well worth the effort.  *Dark Mirror* is what writing ought to be - it is
+the kind of writing that causes me to read, say, *The Good Earth*, even though
+normally I don't have the slightest interest in the kind of writing Pearl S.
+Buck did.  It is, quite simply, Trek written well enough to be called litera-
+ture.
+
+
+Software Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+EPIC PINBALL
+Epic Megagames
+1993
+
+
+The shareware version of EPIC PINBALL comes with but one pinball board
+(Android) but it's the best pinball game I've seen in years. It almost
+perfectly duplicates the look and feel of a real pinball game. After
+playing it a few dozen times, I even found myself wanting to whack the
+side of the monitor to get my ball to go away from a place I didn't want
+it to go. Fortunately, in EPIC PINBALL, that doesn't cause a "tilt".
+
+The object of the Android board is to hit several different holes and
+jumpers and slowly bring your Android to life. So far I've not managed
+to do this and I'm not sure what happens when you DO, but getting to
+that point promises to be even more fun. The ball movement is
+near-flawless and a great deal of care has gone into recreating the
+sounds and movements of the old pinball games. 
+
+The sound card support and music fits the theme, to create a thoroughly
+enjoyable playing experience.
+
+Epic Megagames offers two pinball packs, each containing four pinball
+boards. These are $29.95 each. If you buy both together, they go for
+$45.00. They also offer a commercial game, Silverball, for $39.99. If
+you opt to buy ALL of this (both pinball packs and Silverball) you get
+it for $79.99. Who needs this much pinball? I'm not sure, but if the
+other games are as good as Android, it just might be worth the price.
+
+The shareware version of EPIC PINBALL can be found on most of your
+better bulletin board systems under the filename $PINBALL.ZIP. You can
+order directly from Epic Megagames in the United States by calling their 
+toll-free number 1(800)972-7434. $PINBALL.ZIP includes a list (much too
+long to reprint here) of phone numbers you can call to order if you're
+in the UK, Japan, Germany, or other countries.
+
+
+My rating (on a scale of 1-10) 9  
+
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+Airborne
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                                                           
+                              *Airborne*
+                            by Robert McKay
+
+
+                                   I
+     I'm one of the Airborne.  While the rest of humanity has to live
+down on the dirt in the smog and fog, I live here in the air.  I was
+born in atmosphere, I've lived here all my life, and I expect to die
+here.  I can't think of one good reason to leave my ship and go down
+to the dirt.
+     We're a whole culture up here.  We have, of course, the huge
+residential craft like this one.  Let's just look at this one for a
+moment; it's pretty typical.  The *Billy Mitchell* is formally known
+as a Grugoff Type IV Long-term Atmospheric Residential Vessel, Mark X.
+We just call it a residential craft, and of course the name
+differentiates it from all the other thousands of residential craft
+which fly around up here.  It's basically an immense flying wing, 70
+feet thick, 800 feet from tip to tip, and either 200 or 287 feet from
+front to back, depending on whether you measure from the nose to the
+center trailing edge, or to the wingtips.  In this space we have
+quarters for 300 families; engine, flap and slot gear; and the
+steering mechanism.  There are fuel bunkers, of course, as well as
+storage facilities for the commissary outlets aboard.
+     Most of what we see - although the sky is vast enough that we
+don't often come closer than a mile or two - is this type of
+residential craft.  They're built to last, since they cost a bundle
+and a community can't afford to buy a new one every decade or so.  The
+various models are basically alike.  They cruise about the sky like
+majestic boomerangs, many of them with a glassed in recreation area on
+the top deck, and observation lounges, with their bubble windows,
+scattered about the hull.  Since we never land, the underside is just
+as apt to have windows as any other portion of the hull.
+     There are also the police vehicles, slim, fast needles with wings
+that go zooming around like they own the sky.  Of course, the only
+time you ever see one is when they're in the way; you can never find a
+cop when you want one.
+     The personal planes come in a great variety of types.  There are
+cargo trucks, bulk and container lighters, family get-abouts,
+speedsters, and all the different kinds of plane you can come up with
+when your whole culture has been born and raised in the air for 200
+years past.
+     Even the massive bunkers of a residential craft get low, and we
+have to refuel.  This is almost the only contact we have with the
+dirt.  The oil is down there, and the nuclear material, and all the
+other items that when properly manipulated become the fuel that keeps
+us in the air.  The tankers come up from the dirt, and we sink to meet
+them.  Our craft never touch the dirt once the factory delivers them,
+and the only way they can get up from the dirt then is with bolted on
+undercarriages and auxiliary engines.  They're simply not designed to
+operate under 5,000 feet or so, and we try not to get even that low.
+The air's too thick down there; give me 15,000 feet and breathable
+atmosphere any day.
+     Anyway, the tankers come gliding up to meet us, and once we're on
+a straight and level course they come swooping in over our trailing
+edge, maneuvering carefully to avoid losing control in our wash.  We
+tried coming up behind the tankers, I'm told, when we first began
+taking to the air, but as soon as the residential craft got to a
+certain size the bow wave began pushing the tankers up and away and
+contact was impossible.  So they plow into the wave from behind, and
+almost sit down on the wall of air to maintain position.
+     When both planes are satisfied with their position, the refueling
+boom flies down, the nozzle hatch bangs open against the wind, and the
+boom's snout clunks into the nozzle.  It takes one tanker to top off a
+residential craft's bunkers, and they charge hefty fees for the job.
+I guess it's worth it to stay up here; they have to go back to the
+dirt and breath that clogged-up, sticky stuff they call air.
+     I like it up here; all of us like it up here.  We're an
+independent nation, according to the UN.  While we fly over nearly
+every dirt-nation on the planet, few of us have any citizenship other
+than Airborne.  Our independence is a natural consequence of our life
+ -no dirt-nation can enforce its laws on us, when we can be on the
+ other side of the world by the time the officials get all their
+ papers together.
+     We've got a president, who we elect every three years.  Generally
+our presidents are civilians who've come up through residential craft
+government, but occasionally one of the military or police types makes
+it.  The executive has pretty broad powers, which he has to.  With a
+society as fluid as ours, situations have to be dealt with as they
+arise, and that means an executive who can make and implement
+decisions on his own.  But he's not a dictator - if we don't like his
+style we boot him out, and the few presidents who've tried getting
+high-handed haven't lasted more than a term.
+     The president is advised by a council, drawn from all levels of
+society.  On the dirt I guess they'd get representatives for such a
+council from all the regions of the country, but simply to stay in
+operation a residential craft has to keep moving, and since cruising
+speed is around 250 miles per hour we cover a lot of "regions" in a
+day.  So we've deliberately included people from all levels - there
+are people on the council who in their ordinary jobs don't make enough
+to get off their own residential craft, and others who make a living
+buying and selling whole fleets, and all sorts in between.  This
+council is half elected and half appointed, to retain both
+accountability and independence.  Sometimes people get mad and switch
+halves on the council members, and boy, you should see the scramble as
+those who thought their seats were secure try to explain their
+     actions!  Although our president has, as I've said, some pretty
+     impressive powers, the government doesn't bother us much.
+     There's the
+maintenance tax, which is divided between supporting the government
+and providing for maintenance of the residential fleet.  There are
+various local taxes, for schools and whatnot.  But government has
+learned the hard way that it doesn't pay to interfere too much up
+here.  The government craft has to remain in touch with the nation, so
+it's easy to find out where it is, and a concerted attack by even a
+few irate residential craft could put it down on the dirt in a hurry.
+There's only been one revolt, though; generally we just elect someone
+else to replace an official who thinks he's more important than he
+really is, and the one incident didn't send anyone down.
+                                   II
+     Accidents happen, even up here.  Even though a residential craft
+can go weeks without seeing anyone else, collisions occur.  Generally
+the accidents are between personal or commercial vehicles, since the
+warn-off and collision avoidance gear on a residential craft is
+designed to keep them at least a mile apart at all times.  The police
+are of course trained to fly fast and accurately - I understand the
+old dirt-based fighter pilots were trained somewhat like our police.
+The worst crash is between a dirt plane and one of ours.  They're not
+designed to operate continually in atmosphere, and their pilots are
+essentially dirt-thinkers, so they've kind of unsafe in our
+environment, and our craft can't land, and can't even fly well below
+5,000 feet.  So when one of theirs hits one of ours, it can be
+difficult.
+     I found this out the hard way.  I work in the day shift steering
+gear section.  We do whatever is necessary to keep the rudders
+operational at top efficiency, and we coordinate with the movable wing
+surface people to ensure the craft is completely maneuverable.  This
+is critical when refueling or transferring cargo, since an unstable
+craft during these operations can result in great damage and even loss
+of life.
+     I was on a day off when my collision occurred.  I hadn't known a
+refueling was scheduled - but when you consider that each craft is a
+small city, and only a relatively small crew actually deals with
+refueling, that's not surprising.  I was on the upper observation
+deck, up near the forward wind deflector where the glass merges into
+the steel shield, when the tanker came up from behind.  We were flying
+with the sun at our six - directly behind, at six o'clock if the nose
+is noon - and so the tanker's shadow came up first.  I looked around,
+and there it was.
+     On the ground I suppose a tanker looks big - at least, they're
+the biggest things made that can land.  But compared with a
+residential craft they're not particularly large.  Their biggest
+feature is their tanks, and those are inside the hull where you can't
+see them.  A tanker is basically a cylindrical gas tank, divided into
+sections to reduce sloshing, with control surfaces, a cockpit, and a
+little protrusion on the aft belly for the boom operators.  They look
+ungainly, and basically they are.
+     This tanker came up rather slowly.  I looked at the condition
+indicator on the forward glass, and saw the weather was fine, but this
+pilot flew like he was dealing with a gale.  He kept inching up, and
+inching up, and I wondered if he was trying to sneak up on the cockpit
+crew.  Finally he got out ahead of us, riding our bow wave, and
+commenced to "sit down."  This is the trickiest part of the operation,
+since the tanker has to fly nose-up, fighting the tendency of our bow
+wave to push him away, while ensuring that he doesn't over-control the
+plane and fly into our hull.
+     The boom came down, the nozzle hatch opened, and then it
+happened.  I still don't know for sure, but it looked like the boom
+snagged in the hatch coaming.  It bent slightly, quivered, bent again,
+then shattered.  The force threw the tanker out of control for a
+moment, and as big as a residential craft is, I felt ours lurch upward
+when the pressure from the boom suddenly let off.  The tanker "sat
+down" alarmingly, and then their tail slammed down into our hull.
+Luckily the refueling hatch is aft of the cockpit, or we would have
+had a dead crew.  As it was, a frightening area of hull was smashed
+in, the skin crumpling like paper.  The entire tail of the tanker was
+broken off - as it bounced upward again I could see the boom
+operator's compartment had been crumpled -and the main fuselage
+pitched down with flame pouring from the broken rear as spilling fuel
+ignited.  Our craft had been knocked nose-down by the impact, and our
+crew, seeing the nose of the tanker plummet by, dived.  This is all
+that saved us; as it was, flame from the stricken tanker washed over
+the forward part of the hull, and had the refueling hatch not
+automatically closed when the drastic alteration from the proper
+flight path took place, we would have gone up too.
+     Once the tanker's smashed hull had gone by, the cockpit crew
+pulled the nose up and brought the craft around in a sharp port turn,
+to get away from any falling wreckage that might still be above us.
+We turned so sharply - well outside the recommended turning list -
+that I could look down through the side of the glass and see the
+tanker twisting apart as it fell.  It was engulfed in fire, and the
+smoke left an oily black trail down the sky.
+     I didn't have to wait for the emergency alarm to sound.  I was
+running full tilt before the screech began, and by the time those who
+hadn't witnessed the crash were beginning to charge through the
+corridors I was below decks and on my way to the steering gear.  The
+craft was shuddering, and while the movement was in all directions,
+there was a lot more down involved than up.  We were already down at
+8,000 feet when the crash occurred, making it easy for the tanker, and
+we couldn't afford to lose much altitude.  Judging from the drops, we
+had suffered a lot more damage than just a smashed upper hull.
+     I slammed into the steering gear compartment at full blast,
+pushing through others in the same hurry, getting to my station and
+quickly scanning the readouts.  Hydraulic pressure in the main system
+was down by 50 percent, and the backup system had an intermittent
+electrical failure.  That was scary news, since without hydraulics the
+control surfaces were very difficult to move, and without control
+surfaces the craft wasn't flyable.  If we didn't get the hydraulics in
+operation, we would probably crash, and that was that.
+     I got the basic situation at my station down while putting on my
+headset, jacking in, and strapping into my seat.  As soon as I knew
+what I needed to for a station-manned report I flicked on my
+microphone, and passed on the bad news.  Apparently I didn't have the
+only unpleasant report, for my supervisor didn't even groan; he just
+acknowledged the report and cut me off.  Chuck's got good manners, and
+he doesn't foul up on network procedure unless it's serious.
+     Until I had pressure to work with, there wasn't much I could do,
+so I started hitting other channels, trying to find out what was going
+on.  It wasn't encouraging.  The tanker had ruptured the upper main
+hydraulic reservoir, which accounted for the drastic loss of pressure,
+and parted a number of backup hydraulic lines.  That was just for
+starters, though.  The sudden blow had sent shards of metal flying in
+all directions, and we'd had three engines FODded.  FOD stands for
+Foreign Object Damage, and with jet engines it's the worst thing that
+can happen.  With turbines whirling at thousands of rpms, it doesn't
+take much - a nail, a rock, a piece of shrapnel, even a little bird -
+to smash blades to splinters, wreck the engine, and maybe even send
+more shrapnel out to FOD other engines.  That was how one of the
+engines had gone, and we weren't sure that all the others had escaped
+without damage that just hadn't gotten noticeable yet.
+     The cockpit was a shambles, I learned as I flicked through the
+net, with consoles shorted out from the jarring they'd received.
+Several of the cockpit crew had been bruised in the collision, and two
+had been burned in the sudden electrical fires that had broken out
+before they were smothered by the automatic extinguishers.  The main
+windshield had cracked from the shock, and if it went out the cockpit
+would be unusable.  The fumes from the extinguishers and the smoke
+from the fires was caught inside, for with the emergency the
+environmental control system was restricted to absolute minimum
+requirements and didn't move the air as fast as normal.  In addition,
+some of the ducts had been smashed and others shaken loose,
+compounding the circulation problem.
+     To add to all this, our fuel problem was as great as ever.  We
+hadn't taken on a pound of fuel before the crash - the boom was trying
+to hit the nozzle when it happened - and so our bunkers were nearly
+dry.  And with the hull damage and hydraulic difficulties, we were
+having to use the remaining engines harder to keep us up, on an even
+keel, and steering a straight course.  I caught a report, as I hurried
+past, that indicated we didn't have enough fuel for more than five or
+six hours of flight, and the absolute minimum reserve under normal
+circumstances is 24 hours.  The report didn't say, but if we were down
+that low I expected we had a fuel leak as well.
+     Things didn't look good.  Boy, was that a cliche mixed with an
+understatement!  If they'd looked much worse, we would have been
+trying to solve the situation from the dirt, for we were barely
+flyable as it was.
+                                  III
+     As I sat there at my post, flipping through the channels hoping
+for a good report, Chuck came by and tapped me on the shoulder.
+Looking around, I saw him flick a finger at me and move on, tapping a
+few others as well.  I jacked out and hung my headset on the hook, and
+followed.
+     We wound up in his office, me, him, and about 15 other people.
+He didn't waste time.  "You know that we've lost hydraulic.  Normally
+the mechanical steering gear would compensate, but we're taking a lot
+of buffeting thanks to the torn hull plating topside.  The motors for
+the mechanical gear are taking too much strain, and if they have to do
+it alone we won't be up here much longer.
+     "You're a rudder crew.  Other crews with take the main port and
+starboard rudders; you get the main midships rudder.  Your job is to
+see that it answers helm commands.  You're going to have to work.
+You'll be fighting dead hydraulics, plus keeping the motors running,
+plus assisting the mechanicals in any way necessary.  It may come to
+using the manual apparatus.  Richards," here he pointed at me, "as the
+senior hydraulics man on this crew, you're in charge.  Keep that
+rudder operational."
+     "Yes, sir," I replied; I could say nothing else.  Turning to my
+crew I said, "All right, let's go.  This isn't just a plane we're on -
+it's home and we've got to keep it up."
+     We rushed through the service corridors.  Our feet pounded
+hollowly on the steel deck as we charged along, for we weren't as much
+interested in being quiet as we were in getting there.  Steering one
+of these giant flying wings is not easy task, not when you've got to
+do it with less than optimum equipment, and that was certainly where
+we were.  If the manual steering crews, of which we were one, didn't
+get to our stations it could very well mean the end of the craft.
+     We could hear the groaning of the strained mechanism before we
+arrived.  Normally the rudders don't make any noise at all, except for
+an odd clank now and then, or a hiss as the hydraulic pressure moves
+the rods and pistons about to change the rudder setting.  The
+machinery is never supposed to groan like steel in agony; when we
+heard it, we looked at each other in alarm.
+     The hatch was dogged tight, and it took two of us to spin the
+wheel and get it open.  When we did, a thin haze of smoke spurted out,
+and we could smell the odor of burned wiring.  Things weren't good.
+If the electric motors of the mechanical steering gear went out it
+would be almost impossible to move the rudder, and we certainly
+wouldn't be able to execute helm commands with any kind of speed.
+     There were four critical positions in operating the manual
+steering gear - two sets of push-rods and pull-rods, one on each side
+of the massive flap of metal.  Each rod was operated manually by means
+of cranks and handwheels.  I kept one man with me to act as a runner
+if necessary, which left me with 14 men to divide up between four
+positions.  Since each position had room for only two men at a time,
+unless things got really desperate and we simply had to try to put as
+much muscle on the wheels as possible, I put eight men to work right
+away, leaving six as roving relief.  They were to keep an eye on those
+who were at work, and whenever a man appeared to be lagging, or
+requested a break, they were to jump in and take over.  This way the
+job would get done, and at the same time everyone would get a rest
+eventually.
+     It quickly became apparent that the electric motors were dying by
+degrees.  The groaning lessened as the men threw their muscle into the
+problem, but it didn't stop, and we'd only been at it five minutes or
+so, with me checking equipment, jacking in to report on occasion, and
+generally keeping an eye on conditions in the compartment, when a
+balancer motor blew up in a shower of sparks.  This was bad, since
+without the balancer it was much harder to maintain control of the
+rudder.  It would be no harder to get the thing moving, but it would
+be much more difficult to stop it in the right position, and over-
+control became a real possibility - a possibility we didn't need.  The
+balancer had two motors, so it wasn't completely out yet, but it
+wasn't working right either.
+     I jacked in as soon as I saw the situation was under as much
+control as we could have it, and got Chuck on the horn.  "Boss," I
+told him, "it's worse down here than I thought.  We've just lost the
+#2 balancer motor, all the other electrical gear is smoking and
+burning out slowly, and the air in here's foul with the smoke.  Plus
+we've got a slick of hydraulic fluid on the floor, and if it gets to
+be a real straining match we'll have men slipping.  That won't just
+lessen the effectiveness of their work, but it'll get someone a broken
+bone for sure."
+     "Is there anything you can do?"
+     "Not without electrical.  If you could break loose an electrician
+and get him to us we'd sure appreciate it.  Maybe he could slow down
+the burning."
+     "All right, I'll see what I can do.  I warn you, though, that our
+electricians are spread pretty thin.  We've had burnouts all over the
+ship, and they've been grabbing my people to run off up to the cockpit
+even."
+     As I jacked out something let go inside the rudder with a
+tremendous bang.  I was sorely tempted to swear; I don't use that kind
+of language, but if the rudder itself went I wouldn't want to stake my
+life on the craft staying off the dirt.  I grabbed my runner and
+climbed the access stairs.  The access platform was a grillwork semi-
+circle that allowed maintenance people to get inside the rudder itself
+and work on the skin, struts, braces, and equipment there.  Just now
+the rudder was swinging slowly - painfully slowly - to starboard,
+bringing the access door toward the ladder.  We waited for it, opened
+up, and stepped inside.  We didn't have to watch for the change in
+floor motion, for the rudder was barely moving.
+     At first the source of the noise was invisible.  The lights were
+out, and I had to fumble for a moment to find the emergency switch.
+When I got the lights back on, I realized with horror that the whole
+rudder was in danger.  I spun to the runner.  "Get to a jack.  Tell
+Chuck that the main transverse brace has broken loose on the port end.
+It's dangling by the starboard weld and the midships suspension
+     brace." The man darted out the door.  The brace fascinated me; I
+     couldn't take my eyes off of it.  As I picked my way along the
+     fore-and-aft catwalk that ran down the center of the rudder, I
+     gazed upward at the massive beam.  The starboard weld was cracked
+     - I could see that with my naked eye - and the midships
+     suspension brace wasn't designed to take the full weight of the
+     beam.  The thing weighed nearly three tons - if the cracked weld
+     let go completely, it would pull the brace out of the rudder's
+     ceiling and smash through the other supporting structures and the
+     various items of equipment, and go right through the bottom of
+the rudder.
+     While I had been easing along the catwalk, the rudder had
+continued its swing.  Now it halted, and jerkily began moving back, no
+doubt to an amidships position.  The skin of the rudder flexed where
+the strut had come loose, and a chunk of broken-off weld came loose
+and whistled down.  It hit the bottom with a crash, knocking a hole in
+the skin of the rudder and nearly going on through.  Glancing over at
+the remaining weld, I could see the skin pulling away and flexing
+back.  The brace was going to go, unless we could do something.
+     The runner was back.  "Boss says he's sending a crew.  He said he
+doesn't know where he'll get the men, or what they'll be able to do,
+but if possible that strut's got to be put back, he says."
+     "Yeah.  Look, stay here and keep an eye on that thing.  Stay back
+by the door; right here under it you'd never have a chance if it came
+down.  Report to me if it shows signs of getting worse.  When the
+repair crew gets here I'll send them up, and you can fill them in on
+the details and then get back to me."
+     I backed out of the rudder, still with my eyes on the weakened
+brace.  I didn't know what there might be about the craft that was
+more critical or in worse shape, but I knew one thing - if that strut
+went it would put the rudder out of action, and without the rudder the
+craft, in its weakened condition, probably wouldn't be flyable.
+     The next 15 or 20 minutes was a reeking, acrid inferno.  The
+electrician had arrived while I was in the rudder, and he was rushing
+about the compartment trying to keep motors running which, in a
+healthy craft, would be ripped out and junked.  It was a wonder, he
+said, that we hadn't burned out every motor in the compartment.  I
+went around to all four manual steering stations, noticing how the men
+were already sweating and weakened by the heat and smoke and crushing
+labor.  The rudder banged and creaked, the motors groaned and
+sputtered, the men slipped and vilified the failing equipment, and I
+did everything I could think of, including pray.
+     The repair crew's arrival was obvious.  Even though the
+compartment was big, 10 men and an arc welder take up noticeable
+space.  The crew's leader, a beefy man with scorched gloves on his
+hands, didn't need to be told where the problem was.  He took one look
+at the rudder, saw the flexing skin and heard the creaking, banging
+disintegration in progress, and lifted an eyebrow at me as he pointed
+to the ladder.  I nodded, deep in a conversation with the cockpit
+crew, who were frantic with worry at the poor handling caused by our
+rudder's difficulties.  The repair crew moved toward the ladder, and
+absorbed as I was I couldn't help but notice that they were all soot-
+stained and sweat-streaked, and weary.
+     Half the ten men got up the ladder right away.  They let down a
+rope, slung from a pulley they rigged on the railing near the ladder.
+The five men still on the main floor quickly hooked the welder up and
+tailed on to the rope.  One man climbed up the ladder, holding on with
+one hand and fending the welder off with the other.  The operation
+obviously was old hat to these men, although if they'd hoisted the
+machine much today they probably wanted other employment by now.
+     Once the welder was on the platform, the rest of the crew swarmed
+up the ladder, and manhandled it to the door.  The rudder, just then
+stopped at a standard port angle, gave the crew no problems as they
+hustled the machine inside.  Meanwhile, I had managed to convince the
+cockpit crew that we weren't quite ready to go down - although I was
+only half convinced myself - and took off on another tour of my
+compartment.
+     My people were pitiful.  The motors were going out, in spite of
+all the electrician could do.  The balancer motor that had blown was
+beyond hope, and the #1 motor was screeching in the last stages of
+decay.  It wouldn't last much longer.  When it went it would be almost
+impossible to avoid over-control, and the added strain on the main
+actuating motors would quicken their demise.  The electrician was
+nearly exhausted from his efforts and the acrid fumes he was forced to
+inhale at close range.  My people were worn out from trying to ease
+the stain on the electric motors; I wasn't sure that if the mechanical
+system went they'd be physically able to work the rudder.  And yet we
+couldn't quit - if we did, the whole rudder would go that much faster.
+     I was losing control - we all were losing control.  The rudder
+was getting away from us, and there was nothing we could do about it.
+The power of entropy was more than our power to put things together
+again.  The one accident topside - the crash of the tanker into our
+hull - had set in motion events that weakened the fabric of the craft,
+and that weakening in turn led to further disintegration.  We were
+rapidly becoming, instead of capable crewmen who could handle our
+problems and keeping ourselves in the air, unwilling passengers on a
+sinking ship.  I wonder where, if we went down, our rats would go.
+     Time blurred.  I conferred with exhausted men from the welding
+team, the cockpit, and my own crew.  I struggled to keep the
+electrician conscious in spite of the wretched air he had to breathe
+as he forced the motors to continue working beyond the limits of their
+endurance.  The haze of smoke, the penetrating odor of spilled
+hydraulic fluid, and the constant noise and activity numbed my brain,
+and I lost all sense of time.
+     I jacked out from yet another conference with the cockpit crew to
+find the burly leader of the repair team at my elbow.  "We've got the
+beam back in place," he said, wiping rivers of sweat from his smeared
+forehead.  "The welds are good, but I don't know about the skin.  We
+didn't have the time to properly site the ends on solid metal, and the
+weakened condition caused by the initial break may bring it down after
+all.  But your rudder's not bending like grass in the wind any more."
+These last words were said with a kind of tired pride; this man would
+do good work even if it meant welding all the way down to the dirt.
+     "Thanks," I muttered, hardly able to comprehend that something
+had gone right for a change.  "Do you think the rudder will survive?"
+     "As long as the beam holds, that rudder'll stay together.  It's
+this equipment in here I don't know about."
+     "Look," I asked desperately, "I know that you're not an
+electrician, and you may have other jobs to get to.  But if you know
+anything about keeping motors in line I'd appreciate it if you could
+give us a hand down here.  The electrician's nearly passed out."
+     "Sure," he said.  "I'm not an expert, but me and a couple of the
+boys can stay.  Unless something else gives out, there's nothing else
+aboard now that needs the full crew, except for some hull damage that
+can wait and will take days to fix anyway."
+                                   IV
+     It seemed as though getting our rudder in usable shape, and with
+the help of a few men from the repair crew keeping the mechanical
+steering gear operational, made a difference throughout the craft.
+This isn't to say, of course, that everything suddenly was perfect.
+We still had a lot of work to do just staying in the air, not to
+mention putting the craft back in normal condition.  But the rudder
+seemed to be a turning point.  Each situation has at least one turning
+point - a place or a time or an action which, once passed, is seen to
+have either ensured survival or doomed the whole thing to failure.  We
+never know what the turning point will be until after it's passed, and
+there's rarely any reason we can see for that particular thing being
+the pivot on which the whole situation revolves.  Nevertheless, such
+turning points do exist, and our frantic work with the rudder was the
+turning point for our craft.
+     At the time I didn't realize all this, of course.  It seemed as
+though we got one major crisis safely behind us only to be faced with
+a hundred minor problems, that when added together were almost worse
+than the crisis.  The smoke still seeped from the strained motors, the
+hydraulic fluid still slimed the floor and caused us to slip at all
+the worst moments, the rudder still sounded like it might come apart
+after all.  But from the time the strut was welded back in place and
+the volunteer electrician's helpers went to work, the overall
+situation began, slowly, to change.
+     Looking back on it now, it seems that our survival was
+foreordained.  At the time it seemed as though we staggered from one
+near-crash to another, with death and destruction only a finger's
+length away.  But from the perspective of two years, I can see how it
+all fit together in a seamless mosaic, each event, each solution, each
+difficulty moving toward an inevitable conclusion.  I'm glad I didn't
+have this perspective then, since our utmost efforts to avoid what we
+viewed as imminent death were themselves part of the puzzle that kept
+us in the air.
+     We still fly and live on the same craft.  The scars of the crash
+and the struggle to stay aloft are hardly visible now.  The gaps in
+families and tables of organization have been filled, or else have
+become part of everyday existence that can be lived with.  The hull
+plating that was torn and bent, and the equipment that burned out,
+failed under the strain, or was simply smashed to pieces, was more
+easily repaired, and by now we hardly remember that we're dealing with
+"new" materials.  We still refuel from tankers that "sit down" on our
+bow wave, we still avoid the dirt like the plague, and we still take
+care of ourselves.  But one thing we don't do anymore - we don't
+consider ourselves immortal.
+
+
+
+The Squirrels
+Copyright (c) 1993, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        The thick branches of the pecan trees swayed back and forth, their
+leaves rustling in the wind.  Robert whistled a merry tune as he strolled,
+almost skipped, down the path.  Gunter plodded along behind him, a bulging
+rucksack mounted on his back.
+        "How long before we get there?" Gunter asked, his gargantuan feet
+crushing the brittle leaves below them.
+        "We're five minutes closer than when you last asked," Robert quipped
+and started whistling again, skipping merrily down the trail.
+        "So how long's that?" Gunter's back was aching with the strain of the
+overloaded rucksack.
+        "It's just over that there ridge," Robert indicated with a skinny
+finger.  Gunter could easily see over Robert's skinny form, but he could
+not make out any geological formations in front of them.  he had a feeling
+that his short buddy had no idea where they were.  Gunter continued along,
+the rucksack weighing on him heavily.
+        "Could you tell me again why I got to carry all the supplies?" the
+large man asked.
+        "I need to be free to navigate properly," Robert said, "Besides,
+you're stranger than me."
+        "Oh," Gunter still didn't understand.
+        A fork in the trail could be seen up ahead.  The right path was wide
+and clear of obstructions, while the left was overgrown with vines and
+brambles.  Robert ceased whistling and stopped in between the two branching
+pathways.  His fingers stroked his chin as he looked back and forth between
+the two.
+        "So which way?" Gunter asked, standing behind his pal.
+        "To the left, of course," Robert began to trudge through the
+undergrowth.  The wind picked up and the leaves in the trees rustled.
+        "Are you sure?" Gunter asked.
+        "Hurry up," Robert said, looking back at Gunter, "They are waiting
+for us."  Gunter sighed and followed the short man.  The straps were
+digging further into his back.
+        They continued through the brambles until they came to a clearing.
+Blackened trees that looked like burnt match sticks surrounded them.  They
+saw metal poles standing out of the ground, arranged in triangular
+patterns.  Bits of something white littered the forest floor.  Gunter bent
+down and looked at the small white things.
+        "They kinda look like little bones," Gunter picked one up and
+examined it.
+        "Come on," Robert said, continuing through the blasted area, "we're
+late!"  Gunter stood and struggled to catch up with him.  They soon came to
+a rough hewn sign sticking up out of the debris.  It bore carved letters
+that read:
+DON'T MOCK THE SUICIDE ATTACK SQUIRRELS.
+        "Gol dang," Robert laughed, "What some people do for a practical
+joke."  The leaves in the trees rustled.
+        "Uh . . . yeah," Gunter slowly chewed his lip as he followed Robert
+out of the clearing and back into the forest.
+        "Can you believe that someone actually took the time and effort to
+set that up?" Robert chuckled.  The leaves continued to rustle although
+Gunter could feel no wind.  He began to notice that small, dark shapes were
+making their way through the branches of the trees.  The hairs on the back
+of his neck stood up.
+        "Uh . . ." said the large man, staring up at the black masses
+accumulating in the trees.
+        "The more I think about it, the funnier it gets," Robert laughed,
+wiping a tear from his eye, "Of all the stupid things they could have
+picked, suicide attack squirrels has got to be the stupidest!"
+        "Uh . . . Robert," Gunter said.  Suddenly a small, dark figure fell
+from above, hitting the ground with a thud.  Robert looked down at it.  The
+mangled squirrel lay at his feet, its legs twitching spasmodically.
+        "Uh, Robert . . ." Gunter's eyes widened.  Suddenly thousands of
+squirrels flung themselves from the trees, hurtling teeth first at the two
+men.  One grabbed Robert's ear with its tiny jaws and hung from it like a
+horrible earring.  The small man screamed and began running about with his
+arms flailing, trying to avoid the insane rodents.  He collided face first
+into a tree and collapsed, tiny animals pelting his body.
+        Gunter ran toward him, trying to save his hurt buddy.  Squirrels were
+slamming into him, ripping deep gashes with their razor sharp teeth and
+claws.  Blood ran from his face and arms.
+        As he tried to pick up his friend a mad rodent crashed into his
+forehead.  He fell to the ground with a smash.  The world grew dim as the
+macabre rain continued about him.
+
+        The sheriff's mirrored sunglasses captured the aftermath at the burnt
+out clearing.  One of his deputies walked up to him carrying a rough hewn
+sign.  His lips moved as he read it, then laughed.  The leaves began to
+rustle.
+
+
+The Caravan
+Copyright (c) 1993, A.M.Eckard
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                 The Caravan by A.M.Eckard
+
+
+
+        I like the veld. What choice do I have? There is nothing but
+the veld. It is mostly brown with a little green. It smells of
+sage and sand. It is hot in the day and cold at night. The
+lexicon in the Feed calls it the Gaia. The lexicon I got from
+Dad calls it the veld.
+
+        Dad said I should name things according to the Feed when I'm
+talking to the people of the clans. Since no one will see this,
+I'll call it the veld. That's what Dad always called it before
+he left. Dad showed me how to change the lexicon in the Feed,
+but he said I shouldn't do it. He taught me a lot of neat things
+before he left. I still come across new messages to me in his
+lexicon. He was very good with computers.
+
+        This is the time of the Winding-Down. That's what both lexicons
+call it. This is the time of desert and wind. This is the time
+of scarcity and drought. This is the time of hunger and thirst.
+The Feed says that this was not always so, but it does not say
+what was before. There's a lot in Dad's lexicon about it, but I
+find it hard to believe. I've thought of editing it out. I don't
+because Dad said that was definitely a bad thing to do. 
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend my time traveling the veld. I scavenge in the veld.
+Collecting and fixing things is my trade. I trade with the
+clans. Dad showed me my JobDesc in the Feed. It said I was a
+fixer. I looked up my JobDesc in Dad's lexicon. That said I was
+a maker. There was an attachment from Dad with it saying I
+should never call myself a maker when I was with the clans. He
+said the clans don't have makers anymore. The clans don't want
+makers.
+
+        According to Dad's lexicon the clans had traders that did what
+I do. The makers would make, the fixers would fix, and the
+traders would trade. I guess with fewer people there are fewer
+JobDescs. That is all part of the Winding-Down.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the veld I have seen the skeletons of many people. There
+were a lot more clans once. They say there were so many clans
+that they lived side-by-side. Things have changed. In my own
+traveling I have seen fewer and fewer clans.
+
+        The clans don't move around very much. I make my living by
+traveling to them. I bury my needs, take my wares, and join them
+for a day. I trade what I have to trade and fix what needs
+fixing. By nightfall I must leave. That is the clan way. Usually
+I camp nearby. I like watching the clans. I have tools to watch
+them with that are better than their guards. I can spot Rovers
+many klicks away.
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend most of my time on my own. Before Dad left we stayed
+together most of the time. It was like we were a clan of two. We
+were the only clan of two I have ever seen. Dad said we were a
+family. I really don't know what that means. It's not in either
+of the lexicons. 
+
+        Dad and I would grow our own food and make our own water. Dad
+would visit the clans and trade. I would stay behind and study
+the lexicons. Sometimes we would hunt the Rovers when they got
+too close. Dad said they had their purpose, too, but not too
+close to camp. We would protect the clans from the rovers, too. 
+
+        For a long time Dad wouldn't let me visit the clans. He said
+that it was because I was small and this was the time of the
+Winding-Down. He said the clans wouldn't accept me. I don't
+remember everything he said and the lexicons don't really help
+much.
+
+* * *
+
+        There are things in Dad's lexicon that he added. He said he was
+the last one who could work on the lexicon. There are some
+things in Dad's lexicon that don't exist anymore. In the Feed
+they are Deletes. In Dad's lexicon they are Obsoletes. Dad said
+they were important because they didn't exist anymore. 
+
+        The best I can figure is that I was an Obsolete. I was a kinder
+in a time when there were no more kinder. I changed in a time
+when there was no change. I was a begat in a time when there
+were no more begats.
+
+        Dad said that there was a Golden Age when mankind tried to stop
+change. He said it didn't work and I was part of the proof. 
+
+        I'm not a kinder anymore, so I can visit the clans.
+
+* * *
+
+        There is a part of the Feed and Dad's lexicon that are almost
+exactly the same. It concerns the Mystics. It says that after
+the Golden Age comes the Winding-Down. It says that women are
+barren and men are sterile. It says that all the new souls are
+maxed-out. The Bodhis say that no more souls are becoming
+incarnate. The Xians say that Judgment is here. The Pagas say
+that Gaia seeds men no more. It goes on and on. I guess each
+clan has its own way of saying it. But it never really explains
+what it is. It just says that it is the Winding-Down and it
+doesn't sound good. Dad said that it was not strictly true. He
+never said what was strictly true.
+
+        I talked about it with some of the teachers in the clans. The
+ones that didn't show me the Feed all said something different.
+Some said the Winding-Down was a coming whimper. Some said it
+was a coming roar. Most just changed the subject and told me to
+be out by nightfall.
+
+* * *
+
+        Dad taught me studying. He taught me to study the veld. He
+taught me to study the clans. He taught me to study the
+lexicons. He studied with me. He studied me. He never told me
+what he saw. There is a section in his lexicon about me, but it
+is Access Denied. There is an attachment that is only for me. It
+says that I should travel the veld as a fixer. It says that I
+will really know myself by what I do. He said that no one should
+tell me what I am. He said that I should tell them what I am by
+being what I am. Dad spoke that way a lot.
+
+* * *
+
+        I have encountered more traveling clans. They travel, they
+said, because the Winding-Down was getting faster and faster.
+Some of the clans that didn't travel said that the Winding-Down
+was getting faster and faster because of the traveling clans.
+Sometimes when I would go back to those clans I would find that
+they had picked up and started traveling.
+
+        The traveling clans were good for business. Traveling always
+makes things break down faster. There was always a need for my
+services. I can always find ways to make something work for
+another day. 
+
+        I came to realize that I no longer had to make my rounds. I
+could travel North and South along the last of the hills. I
+would always come across a clan traveling from East to West. I
+had more work than I needed. Sometimes I would sit in the hills
+for days and watch the clans go by.
+
+        I spent a long time in the hills. It gave me a feeling of
+peace, so I kept it for a while.
+
+* * *
+
+        There came a time when out of the East there raised a cloud of
+dust so large I thought I would finally see a storm. It
+approached very slowly. I used a spy and saw that it was a group
+of people traveling in a line. It was more than a clan. It was a
+clan of clans. It was like nothing that has ever been. Instead
+of camos they traveled with their colors and flags. I moved in
+line with them and waited. Finally they circled in the valley
+and stopped. I went down to them.
+
+        The guards waved as I approached. I asked them what kind of
+clan they were. They said they were not a clan. They were the
+Caravan. Clans were joining them from far and wide. They said
+they were passing through. They asked me if I would like to come
+along.
+
+* * *
+
+        I had never seen anything like the Caravan. There was nothing
+in the lexicons. They spent everything they had on color and
+sound and movement. People were actually dancing. Hawkers sold
+food and it was very cheap. They had a converter and gave water
+away for free. I spent the rest of the first day fixing and
+mixing, in awe of their ways. These were not hoarders. These
+were not scrabblers in the veld. They were just making their way
+through. They were the Caravan.
+
+        I made three trips to the veld to bury my needs. They just
+laughed and shook their heads at me.
+
+        I was fixing things that were a delight, but were of no use.
+There were bells on wagon wheels. There were chimes on wagons.
+There were little colored windmills that turned no wheels. There
+were bellows that sounded horns.
+
+        As the evening approached, I helped to raise great tents and
+small. When the sun touched the hills I cleaned myself off and
+began gathering my things. I would not go far, I thought. I
+might follow this group a while.
+
+        I was making for the nearest cover when someone asked me if I
+would stay. I just laughed. What else could I do? But they meant
+it. They said that I could stay the night. They would be off in
+the morning and, if I wanted to, I could travel with them. I
+just shook my head no and hurried away. I dug my camp and buried
+my wares and watched them.
+
+* * *
+
+        The word Carnival was in Dad's lexicon. It seemed to be close
+to what I saw. They danced and played. There were jugglers and
+clowns and acrobats. They cooked food in the open and the smells
+drifted to my camp. They sang and chanted. It went on for hours
+and hours. They burned lights all night long that could be seen
+across the veld. When I grew tired I slept, listening to their
+music.
+
+        In the morning I helped strike the tents. When the first were
+off I stood aside. They all called me friend although I was a
+member of none of the clans. They said that clans meant nothing
+now. They were members of the Caravan. It was Winding-Down time
+and the clans were gone for them. They asked me if I would come
+along, if only for just a while. I did.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Caravan traveled and made good time. I helped when things
+needed fixing. Everyone called me friend. They said that I
+should see the Queen at the next halt and join them. Throughout
+the day I considered it. Before this my clan had been only Dad
+and me. Dad had been gone for a long time. I decided I liked the
+idea.
+
+        As on the previous day, the halt was called in the afternoon.
+The Caravan circled. The tents went up. The fires were lit. The
+music and the play began. I was sent to see the Queen.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen's tent was the largest tent of all. It was decorated
+with the colors of all the clans. Everywhere I looked there were
+the symbols of the clans and the symbols of all the workers. It
+was so fine it made my eyes water.
+
+        The Queen's consorts were all women. They brought me food and
+water and welcomed me to the Caravan. They brought me a robe of
+Caravan colors and asked me for my sign. I asked them where the
+Caravan was going. They told me it was going to the end.
+
+        "This is the Caravan," they said. "We are traveling on the
+journey of the Winding-Down and we are traveling to the end."
+
+        They coached me on the form of my formal petition to the Queen.
+They laughed and joked and said that I was the first clan of one
+to join. Finally they led me to an inner chamber of the tent
+where I was brought before the Queen.
+
+        She was a handsome woman with hair slightly touched by gray. I
+was taken by her air of knowledge and wisdom. When I looked in
+her eyes I was reminded of dad. There seemed to be a similar
+light of intelligence and humor and sadness. When I found my
+voice I introduced myself to her as her consorts had instructed
+me to.
+
+        "I have no clan," I said. "I am a helper and a fixer. I would
+be honored if you would allow me to join your Caravan. I will
+offer my services freely, and ask only that my needs be met."
+
+        It was at this point in my speech that I had been instructed to
+stop. I had been told that the Queen would nod to accept me or
+shake her head. I had been told that she never shook her head. I
+had been told that I should then bow and leave.
+
+        But I did not. Perhaps it was that she reminded me of Dad.
+Perhaps it was that the Caravan was like nothing I had ever seen
+and I wanted so badly to become a part of it. Perhaps it was the
+curious way she seemed to look into me and see more of me than
+anyone ever had. Whatever the reason, I could not contain myself
+and I continued on.
+
+        Against my Dad's wishes, I said, "I am a maker. I also can make
+things new."
+
+        I could hear a few of the consorts gasp. I looked at the shock
+on their faces as they covered their mouths and knew that I had
+made a mistake.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen stood from her chair and approached me. All eyes were
+upon her as she put her finger to my lips and said "Shhhh." Her
+hand smelled of sage and balsam. To the amazement of myself and
+everyone there, she took my hand and led me into her inner
+chambers.
+
+        The others were told to remain outside. She lay down on her bed
+and bid me bring a table and chair to her side. Every time I
+tried to speak she would touch my lips. She would shake her head
+with a frown, but her mouth would barely smile. She brought out
+a deck of cards with colors and pictures I'd never seen before.
+There were more than in a deck of chance, she explained.
+
+        "I fear the others may have been too eager to invite you to
+join our ranks, but we will see," she said. "These are cards of
+old. They were called future cards before the Winding-Down. Now
+they are the cards that guide us on the path to the end. I use
+them to know the way and set our course for each new day. They
+once had another use."
+
+        She extinguished the lamps and set four candles down, one on
+each corner of the table. The chamber was cool and smelled of
+anise and patchouli. Not a breeze stirred the candle flames as
+they burned.
+
+        "Come and shuffle the cards as if they were a deck of chance,"
+she said, "then cut them three times to your left."
+
+        I did as I was told.
+
+        She spread the cards on the table in a strange pattern and took
+a deep breath. She shook her head, but still smiled at me.
+
+* * *
+
+        "Here is the Queen," she said. "I've seen her many times. She
+is my card and she sits before you."
+
+        "Here is the Mage, though not  the one I've known."
+
+        When she looked at me I thought of Dad, but said nothing. I was
+in awe of her and could not interrupt her words.
+
+        "Here is the ending," she said, "fruits of the seeds our
+forebears have sown. There is nothing new here. This is the way
+we have come."
+
+        She paused as she turned the next card, then turned a few more.
+I believe her hand shook a little as she turned the last. Her
+voice had been quiet, but now came even quieter than before.
+
+        "Here is the maker, and here is the crone. Here is a girl-child
+and here a boy. Here is a birthing and here a joy. And here is a
+soul-star." She started to cry.
+
+        I tried to speak, but again she silenced me. She sat for a long
+time with her palms together in front of her face. Tears
+streamed from her eyes and she breathed in small gasps. Finally
+she blew out three of the candles and took me to her bed.
+
+* * *
+
+        First we made love with a quiet ferocity I had never known.
+Then we were tender and savored the moments that seemed like
+hours. I told her I loved her and I would travel with the
+Caravan forever. She cried then, and shook her head no.
+
+        "We don't have forever, anymore."
+
+        She sat before the single candle and spoke, looking older than
+any of the people ever looked.
+
+        "There were makers and fixers once that worked on people
+instead of things. It was decided that the people would never
+grow old, would never sicken and die. It was decided that
+children would not be born and man and woman would live simply
+with Gaia. The makers and fixers had their way and planned their
+way with Gaia, too. Everything was changed according to a grand
+plan."
+
+        "But they hadn't planned well. The Gaia cannot be fixed. Man
+cannot be made and fixed. The Winding-Down began."
+
+        "What kind of man are you, maker? How have you come here?"
+
+        I told her what Dad had told me. I told her the secret that I
+had been a kinder and I had grown. I told her of Dad's lexicon,
+the lessons he had taught me and the lessons that waited for me
+still.
+
+        She blew out the last candle, held me close, and told me to
+sleep. It was a long time before I could.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the morning I awoke to the sound of her shuffling the cards.
+When she saw I was awake she called her ladies with a little
+bell and bid them bring me food and water and clothes the colors
+of the Caravan. My heart swelled with hope, but her head shook
+no. She studied the cards while I dressed and ate.
+
+        "You cannot come with us," she sighed. "We are the Caravan of
+the Winding-Down. You must stay here in the veld and wait.
+Others will come the way we have come. These are the stragglers,
+the lost, the late."
+
+        "You will show them my sign. They will give you what you need,
+and you will help them with their needs. They will be like us
+and you will show them the way we have gone and send them along."
+
+        "But what about me?" I asked. "What of this Caravan? What about
+us?"
+
+        "This is the Winding-Down. Eventually no more will come from
+the East. But you must stay. We are not meant to travel the same
+path."
+
+        "One day someone will come from the West. Just one, or two, or
+a few. You must wait for that day. They will bring you my sign.
+Then you must make your own way."
+
+* * *
+
+        She turned from me then, and was gone. The camp was struck. I
+watched her Caravan travel out of sight as I have watched
+others. With each that has come and gone I have sent a note:
+
+
+
+                Will this be the last time, my love?
+
+                The crowds depart.
+
+                All the songs are songs of farewell.
+
+                Everyone seems to have gathered here to leave.
+
+                I am a pilgrim in this land
+
+                and there are things you have not told me;
+
+                things I should have known.
+
+
+
+        It has been a long time now. The pain that I felt on her
+leaving somehow does not hurt as much anymore. Somehow things
+seem to be as they should be. I look to the West and there is
+hope. In Dad's lexicon hope is something that hurts but feels
+good. Hope is something that grows amidst loss.
+
+        Hope is something I've added to the lexicon of the Feed.
+
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+
+
+A Christmas Trilogy: Enough For Me
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+      Enough For Me
+   by Joe DeRouen 11:56am (12/08/89)
+
+
+A fire in the fireplace, warmth from within,
+Frost around the windows, wrapped in covers to my chin,
+Stockings hung with care, presents around the tree,
+All this I have, but you're enough for me.
+
+It's Christmas time, carollers singing,
+Out in the streets, salvation bells ringing,
+Snow on the ground, fallen from above,
+But all of this pales, held up to your love.
+
+Without a fire in the fireplace, you'd keep me warm,
+Without my covers, you'd protect me from the storm,
+And if we didn't have the stockings, or gifts under the tree,
+You'd still be enough for me.
+
+   
+
+      Still Enough For Me
+   by Joe DeRouen 6:12pm (12/21/90)
+
+
+A year ago, salvation bells rang,
+Laughing in the streets, carollers sang,
+Stockings were hung, presents around the tree,
+All this I had, but you were enough for me.
+
+Snows falling now, but a different shade of white,
+Different spirits dancing away with the nights,
+Everything has changed, time started anew,
+Things have changed, but I'm still in love with you.
+
+Our love is still there, but grown deeper and strong,
+And I'll tell you again what I've said all along,
+If we didn't have the stockings, or gifts under the tree,
+You'd still be enough for me.
+
+
+
+      Enough For Me Again
+    by Joe DeRouen 12:29am (11/11/93)
+
+
+Christmastime's coming round once more,
+Time to hang mistletoe over the door,
+Reflections of days gone past,
+Yuletides shared, first to last.
+
+In the years gone bye, we've found many things,
+Learned of the joy that the world brings,
+We've endured sadness and trouble, too,
+I wouldn't have made it without you.
+
+It's a lesson I have to keep learning,             
+Like a spark to a flame, slowly burning,                 
+If we didn't have the stockings, or gifts under the tree,
+You'd still be enough for me.
+
+
+
+Gray House Cat
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jim Reid
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+Gray house cat standing at the sliding glass door
+   looks out, then at me.
+      Repeating until I catch the hint.
+ 
+I let her out.  A moment later
+   her nose and paws press the glass.
+      In and out, out and in
+ 
+until I scowl and leave the door ajar.
+   She sits inside, nose at the door jam,
+      smiling.  I am slow.
+ 
+What she wanted was neither in nor out,
+   but the freedom to choose.
+
+
+
+Souls Alone
+Copyright (c) 1993, Shelley Suzanne
+All rights reserved
+
+
+As the goddess of the night
+Shines her flashlight
+beam of energy down to
+my soul. I awake.
+
+My mind moves with
+anticipation to connect with
+the muse on my shoulder
+I rise.
+
+Like the petals of a flower
+I open to soak in her
+mysteries, her magic. She
+energizes me, I fly.
+
+In search of my world of man.
+I revel in his desires, his
+fears and his insatiable
+lust. I feed
+
+I fill of the ponderings of
+humankind. I try to comprehend him. His
+wars, his disease, his evil.
+I sleep.
+
+Why am I here? Why are
+you there? I contemplate
+as she who guides the
+night descends to her domain.
+I wait for her to call me once
+again. I dream.
+
+
+Ashen
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+i am the last
+she strokes me
+soothing smooth
+come the burning
+wither me
+mesmerise apparition
+for a moment
+pieces taken
+without within
+cocotte
+swell proud flesh
+my final ember
+snubbed
+but not forgotten
+blacken bosom
+lay she twisted
+sharing fate
+ashes to ashes to
+ashen
+
+
+Mi'Lord
+Copyright (c) 1993, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Mi'LORD
+
+When I first saw your face,
+I looked and saw another hiding in your soul,
+he smiled at me,
+as he looked through your eyes,
+recognition hit me like a blow,
+I knew him from times long past,
+though where and when I could not tell,
+His laugh came out your lips,
+and gave me goosebumps and warning bells.
+
+Then one night I had a dream,
+I was in a long flowing dress,
+Waiting on Mi'Lord to come,
+and ringing my hands in distress,
+Concern flowed through me for his welfare,
+For the night was pitch and dark with storm,
+Fearing of what could befell him,
+On that early winter morn.
+
+A cry came from the sentry on watch,
+A horse and rider tore down the lane,
+The sleet and snow came down so hard,
+Friend or foe he could not name,
+Booted feet stomped up the steps,
+To crash open the heavy oak door,
+A form loomed out of swirling ice,
+And with a cry I knew him as Mi'Lord.
+
+I ran and threw my arms around him,
+Shaking with my joy and relief,
+He clasped me to him in surprise,
+As tears streamed down my cheeks,
+"Were you afraid, Lass?" he said,
+Ashamed I nodded yes,
+You see,
+In my dream I looked in his eyes,
+and saw you instead.
+
+
+A Godly Person
+Copyright (c) 1993, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+shock
+
+shock to the thoughts and to the mind
+
+[--She laid on my chest, tired, and she fell asleep*
+[--By accident, I woke her up, and she smiled*
+[--She told me about God and purpose
+[--And all I did was smile--]
+
+smile
+
+smile to each other
+
+[--I battled from an Atheist coat of armor
+[--And she grinned and argued back*
+[--We both giggled*
+[--She listened to what I had said, then I heard her
+[--And she fell back asleep on my chest--]
+
+peace 
+
+
+Personal Notes In Black Mirrors
+Copyright (c) 1993, Michie Sidwell
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+ 
+  PERSONAL NOTES IN BLACK MIRRORS
+ 
+ 
+   Perhaps I was not spawned
+  Out of beauty
+   Or chiseled like the statues
+  Stood raging as fortresses
+   Commanding the sweetest gardens
+  With their godlike stone
+ 
+   But,
+  With a mind that thinks the sky
+   Do I
+  Challenge a world
+   With its fangs pressed against me
+  And welcome the talon
+   Tearing at my flesh
+ 
+  Though the blood of my sleep
+   Begs one last beat
+  So do I
+   Cough out
+  The last word of shamed blasphemy
+   Tied to the burning sails
+  Damned on the wine consumed tide
+ 
+   I raise my ghost
+  Burning with senses
+   Incenses the pillow
+  Sweat stained by the mark
+   Sadly battered
+  Morning shattered
+   Pieces of broken head
+  And corrosion of dreams
+   Melted down by last night's dead meal
+  Like amber precious
+   Spun the flavoured breath
+  Drips its dew
+   Over the petal of my lips
+  And the frost seeks outside
+ 
+ 
+
+In Time The Heart Will Wander
+Copyright (c) 1993, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"Poetry is to the soul, what music is 
+to life - intrinsic without force" 
+
+                        Tamara 
+
+
+  
+ In Time The Heart Will Wander 
+   
+ In time the heart will wander 
+    through passages unknown. 
+ Words that bring us thunder 
+    for silences have grown. 
+ To love and then to lose 
+    a brother and a friend 
+ makes deep and lasting blues 
+    the kind that never end. 
+ Going out together 
+    to reach the new horizon 
+ casting out the feathers 
+    that always keep surprisin'. 
+ A love so strong it strengthens 
+    the heart and soul for more 
+ in spite of time that lengthens 
+    through infinity - the door. 
+ Death has taken many 
+    but none were quite so near 
+ For thoughts are just a penny 
+    for those who wish to hear. 
+   
+ Written 6/15/88 (c) by Tamara 
+  
+A poem in memory of my brother Kristofer Jon 
+who died June 6, 1988. Kris - I love you.
+
+                                                                               
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+                                                                               
+
+             Benefitting the North Texas Food Bank,
+             Toys for Tots and Pediatric AIDS research!
+
+
+  Howdy, folks!  We've come up with a plan that'll quench your 
+  thirst for holiday fun, get you back in touch with old friends,
+  and give you an opportunity to help those that are less fortunate.
+
+
+   When:  December 11, 1993!!
+  Where:  Ranch of the Lonesome Dove
+  Price:  Admission is $5 per person plus either 
+          a can of food or an unwrapped toy.
+          don't worry. All of the money collected
+          goes to the Pediatric AIDS Research
+          Foundation.
+
+NOTICE:  You must RSVP if you wish to attend so we can 
+         accomodate the people who attend.
+
+************************ READ THIS ********************************
+
+          
+          * You must be over 18 to enter.
+
+          * BYOB - If you aren't 21, don't bother.  We will provide
+            for your soft drink needs.       
+            
+          * Bring food!  Whip up your Grandma's favorite dessert or
+            casserole!  We plan on "cooking up" a contest for the
+            best feast, so show us your stuff!  If you don't cook, 
+            chips and dips will be fine!  Be sure to let us know
+            what you're bringing so that we don't have too many
+            fruitcakes! <grin>
+
+          * Dressy casual is the look!  No ties are necessary but ragged
+            jeans and t-shirts are discouraged. This is a nice party!
+
+          * All will be expected to conduct themselves in a socially
+            acceptable manner!  If you do not, you WILL be asked to leave.
+            We can't make it any plainer than that.
+
+          * It's a requirement that you have fun.  If you fail to do so,
+            we'll be forced to cheer you up.  
+            
+  Final Note:  All BBS's are encourage to participate in this joyous
+               gathering, so if you feel that a sysop needs to know
+               about this, feel free to spread the word.
+
+*************************RSVP INFORMATION************************
+
+   Ok, if you are certain you want to attend this is how to RSVP:  
+
+   Leave a message to Glenda Thompson Tell us the 
+   total number of people coming with you (including 
+   yourself of course).
+                       OR
+   Send E-mail to Glenda Thompson through the 
+   Fidonet organization at the following address: 1:124/6108.
+																							OR
+   Call FireSide Chat BBS @ 214-333-2357 and leave a message 
+   to the sysop. There is an (R)svp option at the main menu 
+   to make it simple.
+
+********************* SPONSOR INFORMATION ***********************
+   If you would like to sponsor the event and bring something:
+   please call FireSide Chat and leave a message to the "Glenda Thompson"
+   or "K" telling us what/how much you are bringing.	If possible,
+   leave a voice number for confirmation, just let us know how to
+   reach you in the future.
+
+************************* NOTE **********************************
+
+   You are encouraged to call FireSide Chat @ 214-333-2357 
+   to view all the updated party information, we will be 
+   posting directions, etc. in the near future!
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+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Best Christmas Gifts This Holiday Season                           
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ                   
+
+ 10. John Wayne Bobbit doll (some assembly may be required)
+  9. For Collectors: Rare footage of Infomercial *Not* starring Cher!
+  8. Ted Danson remake of "The Jazz Singer"                         
+  7. Ross Perot CD (manufacturing error - skips and keeps      
+     repeating the same thing over and over)
+  6. Senator Robert Packwood's Guide to Gettin' The Babes
+  5. Three words: Gifs, Gifs, Gifs!  
+  4. Michael Jackson's Around-The-World Getaway tour 
+     (Kids fly free!)
+  3. Find Fabio kid's activity book 
+  2. 28.8k Modem/Fax/food dehydrator (from Ronco)
+  1. Beavis and Butthead's Book of Social Etiquette 
+     (fire damage sale - 50% off)
+
+
+          Technically The Night Before Christmas
+       
+
+
+T'was the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding
+the annual yuletide celebration, and throughout  our place of
+residence, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the
+possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic
+rodent known as Mus Musculus.  Hosiery was meticulously
+suspended from the forward edge of the woodburning caloric
+apparatus, pursuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an
+imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose
+folkloric appellations is the honorific St. Nicholas.
+                        
+The prepubescent siblings, comfortably ensconced in their
+respective accomodations of repose, were experiencing
+subconcious visual hallucinations of variegated fruit confections
+moving rhythmically through their cerebrums.  My conjugal partner
+and I, attired in our nocturnal head coverings, were about to take
+slumbrous advantage of the hibernal darkness when upon the
+avenaceous exterior portion of the grounds there ascended such a
+cacaphony of dissonance that I felt compelled to arise with alacrity
+from my place of repose for the purpose of ascertaining the
+precise source thereof.
+                        
+Hastening to the casement, I forthwith opened the barriers
+sealing this fenestration, noting thereupon that the lunar brilliance
+without, reflected as it was on the surface of a recent
+crystalline precipitation, might be said to rival that of the solar
+meridian itself--thus permitting my incredulous optical sensory organs
+to behold a miniature airbourne runnered conveyance drawn by eight
+diminutive specimens of the genus Rangifer, piloted by a
+minuscule, aged chauffeur so ebullient and nimble that it became
+instantly apparent to me that he was indeed our anticipated caller.
+With his ungulate motive power traveling at what may possibly
+have been more vertiginous velocity that patriotic alar predacates,
+he vociferated loudly, expelled breath musically through contracted
+labia, and addressed each of the octet by his or her respective
+cognomen--"now Dasher, now Dancer..." et al.--guiding them
+to the uppermost exterior level of our abode, through which
+structure I could readily distinguish the concatenations of each of
+the 32 cloven pedal extremities.
+                        
+As I retracted my cranium from its erstwhile location, and was
+performing a 180 degree pivot, our distinguished visitant
+achieved--with utmost celerity and via a downward leap--entry by
+way of the smoke passage.  He was clad entirely in animal pelts
+soiled by the ebon residue from oxidations of carboniferous fuels
+which had accumulated on the walls thereof.  his resemblance to a
+street vendor i attributed largely to the plethora of assorted
+playthings which he bore dorsally in a commodious cloth
+receptacle.
+                        
+His orbs were scintillant with reflected luminosity, while his
+submaxillary dermal indentations gave every evidence of engaging
+amiability.  The capillaries of his malar regions and nasal
+appurtenance were engorged with blood which suffused the sub-
+cutaneous layers, the former approximating the coloration of
+albion's floral emblem, the latter that of the Prunus Avium, or
+sweet cherry.  His amusing sub and supralabials resembled nothing
+so much as a common loop knot, and their ambient hirsute facial
+adonment appeared like small, tabular and columnar crystals of
+frozen water.
+                        
+Clenched firmly between his incisors was a smokingpiece whose
+grey fumes, forming a tenuous ellipse about his occiput, were
+suggestive of a decorative seasonal circlet of holly.  His visage was
+wider than it was high, and when he waxed audibly mirthful, his
+corpulent abdominal region undulated in the manner of
+impectinated fruit syrup in a hemispherical container.  He was, in
+short, neither more nor less than an obese, jocund, multi-
+genarian gnome, the optical perception of whom rendered me
+visibly frolicsome despite every effort to refrain from so being. By
+rapidly lowering and then elevating one eyelid and rotating his
+head slightly to one side, he indicated that trepidation on my part was
+groundless.
+
+Without utterance and with dispatch, he commenced filling the
+aforementioned previously dorsally transported cloth receptacle.
+Upon completion of this task, he executed an abrupt about-face,
+placed a single manual digit in lateral juxtaposition to his olfactory
+organ, inclined his cranium forward in a gesture of leave-taking,
+and forthwith effected his egress by renegotiating (in reverse) the
+smoke passage.  He then propelled himself in a short vector onto his
+conveyance, directed a musical expulsion of air through his
+contracted oral sphincter to the antlered quadrupeds of burden,
+and proceeded to soar aloft in a movement hitherto observable
+chiefly among the seed bearing portions of a common weed. But I
+overheard his vehiculation beyond the limits of visibility: "ecstatic
+yuletide to the planetary constituency, and to the selfsame
+assemblage, my sincerest wishes for a salubrious beneficial and
+gratifying pleasurable period between sunset and dawn."
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+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
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+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
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+
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+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
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+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
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+Quote! v1.4 (a random quote generator) What could be better than that?
+
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+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
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+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we're going to begin PAYING for accepted
+ submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a bi-annual "best
+ of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+ categories will receive substantial cash prizes.
+
+ These changes will take effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ bi-annual awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, bi-annual cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission.
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the bi-annual award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+BI-ANNUAL CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category.
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ bi-annual awards.
+
+ Bi-annual prize amounts
+ -----------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the bi-annual awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop.
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Common, Writers,
+                    or Poetry Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you
+                    put a ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper
+                    left-hand corner, it'll be routed directly to my
+                    BBS.
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If 
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as 
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address 
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen.
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
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+ across the United States. It's also being carried by a BBS in the
+ United Kingdom, one in Canada, and three in Portugal. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, and Scotland.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... (214) 264-8920
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathama Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+    
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9312.ZIP. After Jan. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9401.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9311.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+'Tis the season to be jolly! Well, not everyone can afford to live up to
+that positive assessment of the holiday season. There are a lot of
+people out there less fortunate then you and I.
+
+Should you feel guilty about that? Feel guilty because you have a better
+job, have been luckier in life? Of course not. Should you use a little
+of what you DO have to help others? That's up to you.
+
+Around Christmas time, we all find ourselves feeling a bit more
+charitable, a bit more friendly. We might drop a few coins into the
+Salvation Army drum. We might even give a little to charity, or perhaps
+even buy a homeless person a meal. 
+
+If we can do these things at Christmas time - give a little more of
+ourselves than we normally give, open up our hearts to those around us -
+who's to say we can't make it a year long trend? There *are* people out
+there less fortunate than us, and their population grows year after
+year. We can't close our eyes to it. 
+
+Is it your responsibility to help them? That's a question you need to
+ask yourself, and not one that I can answer for you. We're all alike,
+you know. We all have dreams, we all have fears, we all love, we all
+hate. We're all human. Perhaps we could all be a little more human, all
+year round?
+
+On a lighter note, Dallas, Texas is hosting Winterfest '93, a local BBS
+party. Proceeds from the event (it costs $5.00 and a can of unopened
+food or unwrapped toy to get in the door) will go to Toys For Tots, the
+North Texas Food Bank, and to Pediatrtic AIDS research. Have fun and
+help someone else out in the process. What could be better? 
+
+Check out the Winterfest '93 advertisement on page 39 for more details. 
+To RSVP or just find out more about the party, call Fireside Chat BBS at
+(214) 333-2357, logon as JOE PARTY using the password: RSVP, and go to
+the RSVP menu. Alternately, you can write Glenda Thompson via FIDOnet at
+1:124/6108. 
+
+Try to attend this event, if you can. If you can't, (it's quite likely
+you're reading this in London or Japan) consider donating a bit of time
+or money to a charitable cause local to you. 'Tis the season to be
+jolly, after all . . .
+
+Thanks, and have a great holiday season!
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+
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+  Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  Volume I, Issue 6                            Dec. 1, 1993
+  
+  Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+  Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+  Staff of STTS.............................................
+  Special Survey............................................
+  We're Now Paying For Articles! <Read this>................
+  ------------------ MONTHLY COLUMNS -----------------------
+  Letters to the Editor.....................................
+  The Question & Answers Session............................
+  Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+  ------------------ FEATURE ARTICLES ----------------------
+  Yule.........................................Brigid Childs 
+  State of the Art For a While...................Joe DeRouen  
+  STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+  ---------------------- REVIEWS ---------------------------
+  (Movie) Addams Family Values.................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Mrs. Doubtfire.......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) A Perfect World......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Music) Big Times In A Small Town/Various......Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Let There Be Peace On Earth/V.Gill  ..Wendy Bryson
+  (Book) Jumper/Steven Gould.....................Joe DeRouen 
+  (Book) Trekking Into Literature...............Robert McKay
+  (Shareware) Epic Pinball.......................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ        Advertisement-Legend of The Red Dragon  
+  ---------------------- FICTION ---------------------------
+  Airborne......................................Robert McKay    
+  The Squirrels...............................L. Shawn Aiken
+  The Caravan.....................................A.M.Eckard
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software       
+  ---------------------- POETRY ----------------------------
+  A Christmas Trilogy: Enough For Me.............Joe DeRouen
+  Gray House Cat....................................Jim Reid
+  Souls Alone................................Shelley Suzanne
+  Ashen..........................................Gage Steele
+  Mi'Lord.....................................Patricia Meeks
+  A Godly Person.................................J. Guenther
+  Personal Notes In Black Mirrors.............Michie Sidwell
+  In Time The Heart Will Wander.......................Tamara
+   ÿ       Advertisement-Winterfest '93 BBS Party  
+  ----------------------- HUMOUR ---------------------------
+  Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+  Technically The Night Before Christmas......Author Unknown
+   ÿ            Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS           
+  -------------------- INFORMATION -------------------------
+  How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+  ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+  Submission Information....................................
+  Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+  Contact Points............................................
+  Distribution Sites........................................
+  Distribution Via Networks.................................
+  End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+
+
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+////\\\\\\\\\ ÛÛÛ ÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÜ ÛÛ ÛÛÞÛDeRouensÛÝÛÛ ÛÛ ÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÜ ÛÛ    ø   ø     ø
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+ÛÜÛÞÝ ø ÜÛÜÛÛ ÛÛ ÛÛßßÛÛßßßÛÛ Û ÛÛÞÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛ Û ÛÛßßÛÛßßßÛÛ Û ÛÛÜ  øjd ÜÜÜÜ
+ÛÛÛÞÝÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÜÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÜÛ ÛÛÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛ ÛÜÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÛÜÜÜÜÛ ÛÛÜÜÜÛÜÜÛÜÛÛÜÛ
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Changes, changes, changes. There's been a lot of changes at STTS
+magazine, most of them good.
+
+ * Pen & Brush Network now carries an international STTS Magazine
+   Conference! Users from all around the US and world can use this
+   conference to discuss the magazine, submit stories and articles,
+   and give suggestions and comments.
+
+ * Effective January 1st, 1994, we'll be PAYING writers for their works!
+   That's right, paying. Check out the article STTS NOW PAYS FOR
+   SUBMISSIONS elsewhere in this issue for more details. The payments
+   are more or less just honorariums ($2.00 for a fiction piece, $1.00
+   for anything else) but it's a start. We're also holding a b-annual
+   (twice a year) contest to judge the best we've published in three
+   categories: fiction, non-fiction, and poetry. The winners in each
+   category will get a, respectively, $50.00, $25.00, and $25.00.
+
+ * Jason Malandro has left the staff of STTS. Though he'll still be
+   contributing to the magazine from time to time, Jason's studies
+   have forced him to move to Europe. Good luck Jason, and we all
+   wish you well!
+
+
+Yes, there's been a lot of changes with STTS magazine, most of them
+good. 1993 has been a great year for electronic magazine publishing, and
+I've thoroughly enjoyed being a part of it all. 
+
+Have a great Christmas, Yule, or Hanukkah! Heck, while you're at it,
+enjoy all three! I'll see you next year!
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, Thanksgiving 1993
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews       
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews         
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Articles
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)      
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Shawn Aiken............................Fiction
+  Wendy Bryson...........................CD Review
+  Lucia Chambers.........................RIP Cover
+  Brigid Childs..........................Feature 
+  A.M. Eckard............................Fiction
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Jim Reid...............................Poetry
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction         
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Michie Sidwell.........................Poetry
+  Shelley Suzanne........................Poetry
+  Author Unknown.........................Humour
+
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do, live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art. 
+
+  Wendy Bryson, the well traveled, well read, and highly exotic music
+  critic, (most famous for her works of the 1970's) speaks seven
+  languages, none of which are spoken on earth.  If her writings baffle
+  you a little, don't feel too bad; she's puzzled by them as well. 
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Brigid Childs is a practicing Wiccan solitaire in the Dallas/Ft Worth
+  area. She holds a master's degree in theatre from the University of
+  Houston and has worked in the entertainment field. With three
+  children, ages 16 years to 15 months, she also holds a PhD in
+  Motherhood.  She is married to an aspiring writer of science fiction
+  and horror novels.  Her previous writing credentials include
+  contributions to Bruce Diamond's LIGHTS OUT and a stint as copy
+  editor/reporter/chief cook and bottle washer on her company
+  newsletter. 
+
+  A.M.Eckard started out writing short fiction and poetry in college and
+  then drifted away from it for twenty years. He spent that time
+  enamored of becoming a "Renaissance Man". He became a generalist in a
+  time of specialists and is finally getting back to writing. He can be
+  reached through the Internet as arthur.eckard@the-spa.com. 
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so). 
+
+  Jim Reid is a hard-working federal employee who lives in Virginia with
+  his lovely wife Kris and two equally pretty daughters.  He manages
+  people for a living, programs shareware for the challenge, and writes
+  poetry to vent the stresses created by the other two activities. 
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk. 
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Shelley Suzanne lives in the Dallas area with her rock musician
+  husband Tom and their three kids Ralphie, Waldo, and Gretchen. 
+  When Shelly isn't writing poetry, she travels the globe digging up 
+  rare artifacts and works part time modeling for Dillards.
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+STTS Survey
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+NOTE: Yes, this is the same survey that was in last month's issue. 
+      I've decided to keep it in until the end of the year in hopes
+      of more responses. If you haven't already replied, please do 
+      so today. 
+
+Please fill out the following survey. This article is duplicated in the
+ZIP archive as SURVEY.TXT. If you're reading this on-line and haven't
+access to that file, please do a screen capture of this article and 
+fill it out that way. If all else fails, just write your answers down
+(on paper or in an ASCII file) and include the question's number beside
+your answer.
+
+Everyone who answers the survey will receive special mention in an
+upcoming issue of STTS. 
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+ 1. Name: _____________________________________________________________
+
+ 2. Mailing address: __________________________________________________
+                     __________________________________________________
+                     __________________________________________________
+                     __________________________________________________
+
+ 3. Date of birth: (Mm/Dd/YYyy) _______________________________________
+
+ 4. Sex: ______________________________________________________________
+
+ 5. Where did you read/download this copy of STTS Magazine? (Include BBS
+    and BBS number, please)
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+ 6. Do you prefer to read STTS while on-line or download it to read 
+    at your own convenience?  ( ) On-Line     ( ) Download
+
+ 7. Are you a SysOp?  ( ) Yes         ( ) No (if "No", skip to 10)
+
+ 8. If so, what is your BBS name, number, baud rate?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+ 9. Do you currently carry STTS Mag? 
+
+    ( ) Yes    ( ) No    ( ) I don't carry it, but I want to
+
+    I carry STTS: ( ) On-Line, ( ) For Download, ( ) or Both
+
+10. What do you enjoy the MOST about STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+11. What do you enjoy LEAST about STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________ 
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+12. Please rate the following parts of STTS on a scale of 1-10, 10 being
+    excellent and 1 being awful. (if no opinion, X)
+
+    Fiction          ___     Poetry     ___     Movie reviews    ___  
+
+    Book reviews     ___     CD Reviews ___     Feature Articles ___  
+                  
+    Question&Answers ___     Editorial  ___     ANSI Coverart    ___
+
+    Misc. Info       ___     Humour     ___     RIP Coverart     ___
+
+
+13. What would you like to see (or see more of) in future issues
+    of STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 
+
+Return the survey to me via any of the following options:  
+
+A) Pen & Brush Net - A PRIVATE, ROUTED message to JOE DEROUEN at site
+   ->5320. In any conference.
+
+B) RIME Net - A PRIVATE, ROUTED message to JOE DEROUEN at site ->5320,
+   in the COMMON conference
+
+C) WME Net - A PRIVATE message to JOE DEROUEN in the NET CHAT
+   conference.
+
+D) Internet - Send a message containing your complete survey to 
+   Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.org
+
+E) My BBS - (214) 629-8793 24 hrs. a day 1200-14,000 baud. Upload the
+   file SURVEY.TXT (change the name first! Change it to something like
+   the first eight digits of your last name (or less, if your name
+   doesn't have eight digits) and the ext of .SUR) Immediate access is
+   gained to my system via filling out the new user questionnaire. 
+   Alternately, logon with the handle STTS SYSOP and password: STTS and
+   skip the new user questionnaire and upload the file. 
+
+F) U.S. Postal Service - Send the survey either printed out or on a disk
+   to:    Joe DeRouen
+          14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+          Dallas, Tx. 75234
+
+
+
+Newsflash!!
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows On-Line/Elec. Magazine is now offering
+  payment for stories and articles!
+
+  In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+  submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+  will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+  given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+  In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a bi-annual "best
+  of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+  categories will receive substantial cash prizes.
+
+  These changes will take effect in January of 1994, and the first
+  bi-annual awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+  Honorariums, bi-annual cash awards, award winners selection
+  processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+  Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+  received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+  of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission.
+
+  As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+  increase, as will the bi-annual award amounts.
+
+
+     Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+
+     Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+     Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+  You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+  donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+  Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+  * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+    anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+BI-ANNUAL CASH AWARD
+
+  Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+  and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+  last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+  included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+  each category.
+
+  In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+  Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+  magazine.
+
+  Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+  bi-annual awards.
+
+  Bi-annual prize amounts
+  -----------------------
+
+  Fiction         $50.00
+  Non-fiction      25.00
+  Poetry           25.00
+
+
+  The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+  award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+  cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the bi-annual awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+  As always, the rights of stories and articles published in STTS
+  revert back to the author immediately upon publication. STTS
+  reserves the right to possibly reprint the story/article for the
+  bi-annual awards issue, as well as a possible year-end "best of"
+  issue.
+
+
+HOW DO I SUBMIT?
+
+
+  Send queries, questions, and submissions to: Joe DeRouen via
+  any of the following avenues:
+
+
+  STTS BBS (214) 620-8793 14.4k baud 24 hrs. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Any conference
+
+  RIME - Common or Writers conference
+
+  World Message Exchange - Net Chat or Poetry & Prose conference
+
+  On the internet, send mail to joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  (Refer to CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue for more details)
+
+
+  Thanks for your interest in the magazine,
+
+           Joe DeRouen
+           Publisher STTS On-Line/Elec. Magazine
+
+
+
+
+
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+
+
+
+Letters To The Editor
+
+
+Send any and all comments you have concerning STTS Magazine to Joe
+DeRouen, via any of the routes covered under CONTACT POINTS, listed
+elsewhere in this magazine.
+
+Now, on to a few letters . . .
+
+[ Do to a message base crash, there are no letters this month. We
+  apologise for any inconvenience. ] 
+
+
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "What Christmas gift would
+you like to give to someone else? To whom would you give it and why?"
+
+This seemed like an appropriate question to ask for the December issue
+of STTS. Apparantly, at least a couple people didn't think so.
+
+Originally I'd planned to include Hanukkah, Yule, and other seasonal
+holidays. I decided not to, so as to not clutter the message. I thought
+that people, regardless of their belief system, would see the intent of
+the message. A couple didn't, and one man was actually offended. 
+
+If my using "Christmas" as a cover-all for seasonal holidays offended
+anyone else, I apologize. Take it as it was meant to be. Oh, and have a
+great holiday season, regardless of whatever you happen to be
+celebrating! <G>
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES>
+Number  : 53     of     61       Date : 11/07/93 02:49
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Joe Derouen
+To      : All    
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+People,
+ 
+For the Dec. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+ 
+"What Christmas gift would you most like to give someone else? To whom
+would you give it and why?"
+ 
+As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+Many thanks,
+ 
+  Joe
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 55     of     61       Date : 11/07/93 09:15
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Lisa Tamara
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+One thing I've always loved about christmastime is that it is the one 
+time of year you can freely give to others without making them 
+embarassed or ashamed.  So often being the giver is touted and people 
+dont know how to graciously accept a gift.   
+ 
+There are folks who dont feel comfortable being given 
+anything......perhaps they feel they shouldnt *need* gifts....that they 
+dont deserve it......that they must *pay* for it in some way.  Only at 
+christmastime do they relax and allow the world to bless them.
+ 
+That freedom......to express caring thru giving & receiving....is what 
+I would give...and receive.  
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 58     of     61       Date : 11/13/93 04:59
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Shawn Aiken
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Joe,
+Hmm, what, whom, and why.  Left a lot open on this question, didn't 
+you?<G>  Ah, MOST LIKE TO GIVE.  That kinda narrows it.  I guess I 
+would give my mother a satellite dish that could pick up the BBC 
+channels.  She's a BritCom fanatic and I think it would really make her
+day.  Or year.  Or life.  She'd like it alot.
+Shawn
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 11342  of  11392       Date : 11/08/93 17:10
+Reply To: 10969
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : John Blakeney
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+The one gift I've always wanted to give is "A well stocked Limo trip
+across the U.S. for 2."  and I'd give it to Myself and Whom ever
+happened to be special to me at the time.
+ 
+ 
+---
+ þ TLX v1.50 þ A fool and his money are some party.
+ 
+ * SLMR 2.1a *
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 11359  of  11393       Date : 11/08/93 18:38
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Michael Hahn
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Sappy, but serious:
+ 
+I'd like to give a family member an effective cure for the neurochemical
+disorder, schizophrenia.  It's heartbreaking to watch this person
+struggle through life day after day, trying to get by with a brain that
+sends garbled signals.
+ 
+                             .\\ichael
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.51 þ Contents may have settled out of court.
+ þ RNET 2.00m: P&BNet:         * The CAD Duck * 703-631-2559
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 26174  of  26247       Date : 11/08/93 14:10
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Bobb Waller
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What Christmas gift would you most like to give someone else?
+ 
+The knowledge that the universe is not made up totally by Xtians.
+ 
+ 
+JD> To whom would you give it and why?"
+ 
+Anyone who forgets that fact, such as people who ask the first question.
+Why? Because I spent more than 3/4 of my 32 years fighting for
+recognition that I as a JEW am here in this country.
+ 
+þ SMRead 3.3  #S185 ¯   No one's god says,"Hate your neighbor!"
+ þ BCSUTI Version 1.0
+---
+ * FIAWOL/MSCONNECTIONS BBS (214)-790-6472
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  FIAWOL (#977) : RelayNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 26195  of  26247       Date : 11/08/93 22:44
+Reply To: 25797
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Marty Weiss
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+        The ability to be empathetic.
+        Everyone.
+        If we each knew how most things felt to others, we would all
+        suffer less.
+ 
+ 
+---
+ þ KingQWK 1.05 þ I tried switching to gum but couldn't keep it lit
+ * DSC * Ivyland, PA * (215) 443-7390 5,000 Sigs * LIVE FTP/TELNET!
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  DSC (#308) : RelayNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 319    of    320       Date : 11/10/93 10:23
+Confer  : News <P&BNet>
+From    : Michael Loo
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : xmas retry
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Date: 11-08-93 (11:12)              Number: 117 of 118 (Refer# 115)
+  To: JOE DEROUEN
+From: MICHAEL LOO
+Subj: Christmas!
+Read: NO                            Status: RECEIVER ONLY (Echo)
+Conf: News-PB (615)              Read Type: GENERAL
+ 
+ 
+If I cared about someone, I'd try to give them one day of happiness that
+they would otherwise not have had. Less than one day is cheap and
+paltry; more than one day reaches into the realm of the gods.
+---
+ þ KingQWK 1.05 # 187 þ
+ * Channel 1(R) * 617-354-7077 * Cambridge MA * 85 lines
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.07  CHANNEL1 (#15) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 26663  of  26664       Date : 11/12/93 15:27
+Reply To: 25797
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Nate Orzoff
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Personally I would make it a chanakah gift being Jewish but here is my
+answer...
+ 
+Peace on Earth and goodwill toward men... to everyone. Why? Because at
+xmas time it seems that people act 1 day a year the way people should
+act all year round. We hypocritically pretend that we do, but EVERYONE
+including myself act like jerks the rest of the world. It makes me
+wonder why? Because the Human condition is full of hypocrites and liars.
+We smile and give money to the salvation army santas and help out the
+poor and meak one month a year. The day after thanksgiving to Christmas.
+Then Dec. 26 we revert to the Bundys or the Bunkers or the Fox's etc. It
+could take years to figure everything out. Instead, I suggest that we
+just try and help each other all year round... People throw away
+perfectly good equipment, food, etc. because they are bored or don't
+want it anymore. Why not give it to an organization? Why not help out
+your neighbor when he/she/they needs it? Why not help  everyone all year
+round? It might catch on and we might be just a little less hypocritacal
+the rest of the  year....
+ 
+That is my answer... I hope you do print it...  it need saying and most
+people will not admit it....
+ 
+ * SLMR 2.1a * "I am afraid of Nothing!!!!" "He's in Denial" Croow MST3K
+---
+ * Treasures <HUB-ORLANDO> Longwood, FL 407-831-9130
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  TREASURES (#69) : RelayNet(tm) 
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 312    of    312       Date : 11/13/93 09:02
+Confer  : DFW Chit-Chat <PlanoNet>
+From    : Paul Atherton
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+I would like to give my mother's eyesight back to her.  I am a 28 year
+old and my mother has just finished putting me through college.  Two
+years ago, my mother lost her eyes to Diabetes Retinopathy and has still
+supported me through the remainder of her education.  This, being the
+only thing that she would really like to have, is what I would like to
+give to her for all the support and love she has shown me through the
+past 28« years.
+ 
+Paul Atherton
+---
+ þ -PlanoNet- Ideas & Innovations Mt. Dora, FL  (904) 383-6957
+ * Lunatic Fringe BBS*Richardson TX*214-235-5288*USR DS*QWK Central
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  LUNATIC (#1282) : 
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 60     of     61       Date : 11/17/93 07:11
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Heather Derouen
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What Christmas gift would you most like to give someone else? To wh
+JD> would you give it and why?"
+ 
+This is an extremely difficult question to answer.  There are so many 
+things I would like to give so many people.  Well, I guess first off I 
+would like to give my husband all the presents that I've ever wanted to 
+get for him but couldn't afford, such as a 28.8k baud modem, a CD-ROM 
+multi-multi-multimedia kit, an 18-CD disk changer/player, and a variety 
+of other things.  I would like to give it to him because I think he 
+would be really surprised by it, and it would be neat to see the look 
+on his face.
+ 
+And to everyone, I would like to give a bit of the spirit of the season 
+to carry with them all year long - the time of year when we seem to be
+able to forgive one another more easily, seem to get along with each 
+other a little bit better, seem to enjoy being around one another a 
+little more than other times.  Pardon me for getting mushy, but I 
+really love this time of year.
+ 
+Heather
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 61     of     61       Date : 11/19/93 07:12
+Reply To: 53
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Grant Guenther
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+  what i would like to give and to whom by j. guenther
+ 
+  My favorite gift of all is happiness.  It's impossible to judge 
+material things for how much happiness they can give, because different
+people appreciate different things.   There is no guarenteed way of 
+giving happiness, but I know a joke is a good.  So my favorite gift 
+would be making everyone smile for Christmas....
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1240   of   1247       Date : 11/24/93 05:57
+Reply To: 1236
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : John Chambers
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+If I could afford it, you mean?  To Lucia:  I would give a multiple disk
+CD/ROM changer.  Why?  So that she could play 6 CD/ROM based games at
+once!
+ 
+To Howard Palmer I would give a nice toupee.  Why?  So he would no longer
+be accused of trying to look like someone from ZZ Top.
+ 
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.51 þ Dammit Jim, I'm a doctor, not a tagline writer.
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1261   of   1263       Date : 11/25/93 08:04
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : Melanie Byas
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Christmas!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Joe,
+ 
+I keep seeing these questions.  I've given them some thought but the
+same thing keeps coming to mind.
+ 
+        I'd give my parents the mature, responsible, self-supporting,
+        kind, well-balanced, talented, considerate, adult, etc... person
+        they hoped I'd be.
+ 
+ 
+        Why? Because it would make them feel sooo good!
+ 
+ciao...
+Melanie
+ 
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ Nuthin' is simple sometimes...
+ þ TriNet: [P&BNet(tm)] Inkwell * Alexandria VA * 703.548.1507 V.32bis
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 16     of     16       Date : 11/27/93 09:53
+Reply To: 8
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Anastasia Alexander
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Argh!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+If I could give ANYTHING, I would give a cure for headaches and body 
+aches to my father.  He is my very best friend and has migraine 
+headaches a lot and had surgery on his stomach and back and he gets a 
+lot of aches and pains from that, especially during cold weather.
+========================================================================
+
+A lot of good answers. Many thanks to all of the people who replied.
+Your replies were very much appreciated!
+
+Now, I'll attempt to answer my own question . . .
+
+If I could give anything to anyone, as a Christmas gift.. I'd give
+everyone health. Take away all diseases and sickness, and let everyone
+start out with a clean slate. Specifically, I'd cure my wife's cancer. 
+
+Sadly, this is something that I cannot do. In lieu of this, I choose to
+give her as much love, support, understanding, and caring as I possibly
+can. It's a cheap Christmas gift, but perhaps one worth more than
+anything I could ever buy her. Then again, maybe she'd prefer that
+Mercedes. . . <G>
+
+Thank you everyone for reading, and special thanks to those of you who
+responded. Have a great holiday season!
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THIS ISSUE...
+
+Check out Brigid Child's feature article on Christmas/Yule. A few facts
+about everyone's favorite holiday might surprise you . . .
+
+We're now paying for accepted submissions! Check out selection # 5 for
+more details.
+
+Merry Christmas to all, and many, many thanks for reading and
+supporting STTS all year long. See you next year!
+
+
+NEXT ISSUE...
+
+With the January issue of STTS, we'll introduce two new columns. The
+first, MY VIEW, will feature a different writer each month doing a guest
+editorial. The second, ANSWER ME!, will showcase Liz Shelton (a new
+addition to the STTS staff) answering questions about BBSing and the
+world of computers.  
+
+
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+Toll the Ancient Yuletide
+Copyright (c) 1993, Brigid Childs
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+   Toll the Ancient Yuletide - by Brigid Childs
+
+
+   Deck the malls with boughs of holly!  T'is the season for Christmas 
+trees and evergreens, for kissing under the mistletoe, for joy to a 
+world of sugarplums and candycanes.  T'is a season of wonder and 
+miracles.  T'is also the time of the Winter Solstice, the shortest day 
+and longest night of the year and in pagan tradition the time of the 
+rebirth of the Sun King, celebrated and decorated with evergreens, 
+holly and mistletoe - sound familiar?  Many ancient Yule traditions 
+have been incorporated into the festivities of Christmas.
+  
+   The Christmas tree is the most recognizable holiday symbol; where 
+does it come from?  The earliest references available indicate that the
+first recorded "Christmas tree" appeared in 1510 in Riga in Latvia when
+a local merchant guild set up a decorated evergreen in their town 
+square.  Here they danced and capered about it, finally setting it 
+ablaze - a combination Christmas tree/Yule log.  In pagan times, 
+however, the cult of Cybele decked their evergreens with violets and 
+white drapery, the violets representing the blood of Attis shed at the 
+time of his death.  The German word for Christmas tree is Tannenbaum; 
+liguistically this relates to a species of European evergreen oak and 
+in the pagan traditions of this region, the Solstice is the time of the
+birth of the Oak King and the death of the Holly King, although it is 
+only on the female holly that the bloodred berries grow.
+   
+  Mistletoe was sacred to the Druids and was involved in many of their 
+rituals including the Solstice rite.  This botanic had a peculiar place
+in the plant pantheon growing as it does only in the boughs of other 
+plants without a firm root system in the earth.  Mistletoe was gathered
+at midwinter when it was carefully cut with a golden sickle and even 
+more carefully kept from touching the ground, thus losing its magickal 
+potency.  At the Yuletide harvest, the mistletoe has clusters of white,
+translucent berries which resemble droplets of semen; the herb gathered
+at this time of year was used in charms of fertility.  (When Druids 
+kissed under the mistletoe, they were serious about it!)
+    
+Winter Solstice is a solar festival concerned with the rebirth of the 
+Sun, with the passing of the old and with new beginnings, and the Yule 
+log symbolically embodies this aspect of the celebration.  Ritually lit
+with a brand from last year's fire, the log itself is traditionally oak
+(oh, Tannenbaum redux?) and is decorated with seasonal evergreens 
+before flaming on the hearth.  In some pagan circles, each celebrant 
+writes those things he wants gone from his life on a scrap of paper and
+then drops it into the blaze, chanting "Take the old and burn it...burn
+and let it go!"
+ 
+   There is an obvious message there.  Yule is a festival of the return
+of light to a world of darkness, darkness not only of the mundane 
+physical world, but also of the mind and spirit.  Modern paganism 
+focuses on enLIGHTening the spirit to allow the individual to grow
+unto the infinite: it focuses on healing the earth of the ecological 
+excesses to which we have subjected our Mother; it focuses on the love 
+and understanding of our fellow beings on this planet.  The Anglo-Saxon
+toast appropriate to the season sums up this emphasis neatly.  They 
+gathered about the wassail bowl as we still do today, and they raised 
+their flagons to the cry, "Wes Hal!"  Translation? "Be Whole!"
+  
+   T'is the season - and so from me to all of you - "Wes Hal!"
+ 
+             Blessed be  - Brigid
+
+State of the Art For Awhile      
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+[This article was originally published in the Nov. issue of
+ DFW Connects Magazine]
+                       
+
+I remember when I got my first modem. I was 16, and it was a 110/300
+baud VIC Modem. It plugged into the back of my Commodore Vic 20. It even
+worked, most of the time.
+
+That was nearly 10 years ago. The VIC Modem was lost in the move when I
+moved from Illinois to Texas in 1985, and, after many fruitless hours 
+looking for the lost box, I realized I'd have to purchase another one.
+
+1200 baud modems were still too expensive at that point (well over
+$100!) so I had to settle for another 300 bauder. At least with this one
+you didn't have to dial on the handset of your phone and, when the
+carrier answered, plug the cord into the back of the modem. You could
+actually dial *through* the modem with this one!
+
+About a year later, I broke down and purchased a Aprotek 1200 modem. It
+nearly broke me at $129.99, and that was mail order! Boy, though, it was
+fast. Everyone kept telling me that I wouldn't be able to read the
+message bases at 1200, but after a few days I was used to it and got
+along fine. I'd never get used to that speed, though: I could get a
+whole game in under an hour! Talk about progress. It doesn't get any
+better than this.
+
+Well, actually, it did. In 1989, I happened onto a great deal on a 2400
+baud modem. Now, truly, *this* was state of the art! I downloaded files
+day and night, reveling in the speed of the transfers. Why, with Z
+Modem, I could get transfer rates of nearly 2000 cps! I'd heard of those
+new 9600 baud modems, but that was overkill. Who needs it?
+
+A year later, my wife's company bought her a Twincom 9600 baud modem.
+Needless to say, I fell head over heels in love with it. Sure, I still
+spent hours downloading. But now I got megs of files rather than bytes.
+What could be faster?
+
+Earlier this year, I decided to run a BBS. I tossed the 9600 baud onto
+the BBS computer and took the ViVa 2400 pocket modem from the laptop and
+put it on the 486 so I could call out while others called in. All was
+well until a few months later when tragedy struck: lightning decided to
+pay a visit upon my Twincom 9600.
+
+Saddened (she had served me well) I put the Twincom to rest and set about
+buying a 14.4k modem. Finally settling on a Zoom fax/modem, I was
+impressed at the speed increase over the 9600. It wasn't like going from
+2400 to 9600, but there *was* a noticeable speed increase. The long
+distance new mail runs also ran better and in doing so cost me less.
+
+Who'd ever need anything more than a 14.4k modem? Once again, I was
+happy. 14.4k technology was state of the art, and I had it. 
+
+About a week ago, someone on one of the nets I carry sent me a ASCII
+text file about a SysOp upgrade offer from Hayes. It was for a 28.8k
+modem, and the technology's going to be approved any day now. 
+ 
+Who'd ever need a 28.8k modem, I thought to myself. Why, my 14.4k Zoom
+is as fast as I'll ever need . . . *Sigh* It was fun having state of the
+art for awhile.   
+
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The results are in from the survey in the October and November issues,
+and tabulated below for a median score. Due to keeping the survey in the
+magazine an extra month, I actually ended up with quite a few completed
+surveys. I'm still keeping the survey in until the end of the year. 
+(IE: This issue) Please respond. 
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
+comments were read and taken into consideration.  
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.6    
+Poetry:             9.4
+Book Reviews:       9.0
+Editorial:          8.5
+Feature Articles:   8.7
+Movie Reviews:      8.5
+ANSI Coverart:      7.4
+CD Reviews:         7.2
+Question & Answers: 7.1
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the book reviews seemed
+         to be the most popular, followed very closely by the movies 
+         and, lastly, the CDs. 
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in your surveys. If you haven't yet filled out the survey, you 
+still have time to do so. Send it in to me before the end of the year,
+and it'll make it into the January issue's final tabulations. 
+
+
+If you haven't already, please fill out the survey. It's article 4 in
+this issue of STTS, and it's duplicated in the .ZIP archive as
+SURVEY.TXT. 
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+   ³                      Reviews                    ³ ³
+   ³                                                 ³ ³
+   ÀÄÂÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ ³
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+Lights Out Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+         ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+         ³  ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES:  Barry Sonnenfeld, director.      ³
+         ³  Paul Rudnick, screenplay.  Starring Anjelica Huston,    ³
+         ³  Raul Julia, Christopher Lloyd, Joan Cusack, Christina   ³
+         ³  Ricci, Carol Kane, Jimmy Workman, Carel Struycken,      ³
+         ³  David Krumholtz, Christopher Hart and Dana Ivey.        ³
+         ³  Paramount Pictures.  Rated PG-13.                       ³
+         ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Your best bet for an out-and-out fun romp this holiday season
+     is ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES.  There's an addition to this lovely
+     nuclear-fallout family, little Pubert Addams, a boy after Gomez'
+     (Raul Julia) own heart (he shoots flaming arrows, breathes fire,
+     and can stop a guillotine blade with two fingers).  Along with the
+     new addition comes a nanny (Joan Cusack), another in a long line
+     of Sharon Stone-clones this year (see the review of FATAL
+     INSTINCT, elsewhere in this issue), who plays the femme fatale,
+     Debbie Jellinsky, with delicious aplomb (and looking better on-
+     screen than she has in quite a while.)
+
+          I had problems with the first film.  THE ADDAMS FAMILY TV show
+     was one of my childhood faves (don't look at me that way -- take
+     out the laugh track and some of the stupider gags, like the ever-
+     present lightbulb in Uncle Fester's mouth, and you get a show
+     that's strikingly refreshing compared to the glut of suburbanite
+     '60s sitcoms).  Although the casting was superb, nay inspired in
+     the case of Raul Julia and Anjelica Huston (Morticia), I disliked
+     Wednesday (she acted way too far beyond her years, a fallacy in
+     many sitcoms and movies that feature *precious* children),
+     Grandmama was way too flighty and over acted, and Christopher
+     Lloyd's (Fester) bodysuit made him look like a hairless gorilla.
+     (He's *not* that big, why stick so tightly to Charles Addams'
+     designs when it makes the character look so silly?)  The
+     gratuitous dance scene, the whole subplot about bilking Gomez out
+     of the family fortune, and the addition of Dana Ivey (the evil
+     "psychiatrist" who had brainwashed Fester into believing he was
+     her son -- do I need to add that I intensely dislike Dana Ivey in
+     *every* movie she's in?) muddled what could have been a funny,
+     character-driven comedy.
+
+          Some of the first movies weakness' are repeated (Dana Ivey is
+     *back*, albeit just in a cameo; Fester still looks badly-designed;
+     and director Barry Sonnenfeld is still too fond of his high-speed
+     camera tricks), but the addition of baby Pubert and the evil nanny
+     plot actually add a new dimension to the wacky proceedings.  In a
+     way, ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES becomes a more successful spoof of the
+     b*itch-from-hell movies (like HAND THAT ROCKS THE CRADLE, 1992)
+     than HEXED, FATAL INSTINCT, and SO I MARRIED AN AXE MURDERER
+     combined.  Yes, it's true -- Ms. Jellinsky has no intentions of
+     being Pubert's nanny.  She's really after Fester's money,
+     amusingly brought to light by a scene with Cusack amongst her
+     clippings about Fester.  (He's written up in publications like
+     Forbes as "America's Strangest Millionaire.") Jellinsky is a black
+     widow, marrying rich men and then killing them shortly after the
+     honeymoon.  When the kids tumble to her identity, she maneuvers
+     Morticia and Gomez into sending them to summer camp.  "Summer
+     camp?" Gomez asks, horrified.  Jellinsky just nods and smiles
+     evilly.
+
+          The camp is a wacked-out yuppie nightmare.  Troublesome
+     youngsters spend time in the Harmony Hut and watch movies like
+     HEIDI and THE SOUND OF MUSIC.  Wednesday and Pugsley, needless to
+     say, spend a lot of time in the hut.  They make plans, along with
+     Joel Glicker (David Krumholtz), a nerdy camper who also doesn't
+     fit in and seems to be developing a crush on Wednesday, to
+     disrupt the camp's special Thanksgiving presentation.  The
+     production, featuring blond-haired blue-eyed Pilgrims and
+     everyone else (the minorities, the overweight kids, the Addams
+     kids, Joel, and a kid in a wheelchair) as the Indians.  The
+     misfits tear the play apart even more splendiforously than
+     Wednesday and Pugsley's bloody stage debut in the first film.
+     
+          But do they return home in time to save Uncle Fester from a
+     fate worse than death?  Ah, you'll have to see the movie to answer
+     that for yourself, although I think you've already guessed the
+     right answer.  Some aspects of ADDAMS FAMILY VALUES bother me,
+     especially the danger that the kids place baby Pubert in.  Some of
+     the gags cross the line, not of good taste (how can a movie about
+     the Addamses be accused of having taste?), but of basic decency.
+     Maybe I'm just being a little too uptight.  Despite these reserva-
+     tions, I can still recommend the film.
+
+     RATING:  7 out of 10.
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+       ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+       ³ MRS. DOUBTFIRE:  Chris Colombus, director.  Randy Mayem    ³
+       ³ Singer and Leslie Dixon, screenplay.  Based on the novel   ³
+       ³ "Alias Mrs. Doubtfire," by Anne Fine.  Starring Robin      ³
+       ³ Williams, Sally Field, Harvey Fierstein, Pierce Brosnan,   ³
+       ³ Polly Holliday, Lisa Jakub, Matthew Lawernce, Mara Wilson, ³
+       ³ Martin Mull, and Robert Prosky.  Twentieth Century Fox.    ³
+       ³ Rated PG-13.                                               ³
+       ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Yep, that's Robin Williams cavorting around under a ton of
+     makeup and sporting that improbable accent, having a grand time as
+     housekeeper to his own kids in MRS. DOUBTFIRE, the best live-
+     action feature he's done since DEAD POETS SOCIETY.  (Yeah, I liked
+     HOOK, even though most critics didn't, but it really was a bloated
+     picture.  TOYS?  Don't *even* get me started . . . )  Before you
+     dismiss this movie as just another excuse for Williams to adlib
+     his way through two hours of "story," let me hasten to add that
+     every other performance in this film (despite the unfortunate gay
+     almost-stereotypes and the huge bit of nothing Pierce Brosnan is
+     given to work with) is enchanting, entertaining, and solid.  Pay
+     no attention to the simple-minded screenplay -- it's clever, it's
+     funny, and it even manages to say something about adult relation-
+     ships.  But more about that later.
+
+          The marriage has had it.  Daniel and Miranda Hillard (Williams
+     and Sally Field, a quirky-but-amusing pairing) are on the skids
+     and Miranda wants out.  (Watch Williams during this scene.  He's
+     more genuine here, both angry and tear-filled, than he's been in a
+     dozen pictures.)  The last straw is the birthday party, complete
+     with petting zoo and kids jumping on furniture, that Daniel throws
+     for his son, Chris (Matthew Lawrence), a party that Miranda had
+     expressly forbad him due to his low grades in school.  Daniel's
+     out, and to win custody of his kids, he has to find a place to
+     live and land a job.  Well, the apartment's a shambles (kinda
+     looks like my place), but Daniel manages to land not just one, but
+     *two* jobs.  By day, he's a packer/shipper for a TV station, by
+     evening, he's Mrs. Iphigenia Doubtfire (thanks to an expert
+     makeup job done by his brother, Frank, played larger-than-life by
+     Harvey Fierstein), housekeeper to the Hillard clan:  Chris, Lydia
+     (Lisa Jakub), and little Natty (Mara Wilson, another 'way too
+     *precious* kid).
+
+          At first wary, the kids eventually warm to Mrs. Doubtfire,
+     which is the second mistake this movie makes (the first mistake
+     is a scene in the employment counselor's office where Williams is
+     allowed free reign to do his comedy schtick -- most of it isn't
+     funny, as we've seen it countless times before, and the jump cuts
+     that director Chris Colombus decides to use are unprofessional
+     and jarring).  The kids come to accept the new housekeeper way
+     too easily, especially with the iron hand "she" uses on them.  "I
+     run a tight ship," she tells them, "not of this loosey-goosey way
+     you're used to."  Sure, sure.  She turns off their TV program,
+     makes them clean the house when they complain, then she sends
+     them to their rooms to do homework for two hours.  And the very
+     next day, they absolutely *adore* her.  Go figger.  Why they
+     didn't just walk out of the house is beyond me.  (Yeah, right,
+     Bruce, then there'd be no movie.  Duhhh.)
+
+          Two subplots run concurrently in MRS. DOUBTFIRE:  Miranda's
+     awakening "romance" with an old flame, played by Pierce Brosnan,
+     and Daniel's working relationship with the general manager of the
+     TV station, played by Robert Prosky.  Both of these supporting
+     roles are pretty much cardboard characters, but as I mentioned
+     before, the performances are given weight by the acting talents
+     behind them.  Prosky is likeably gruff, and Brosnan is slick
+     without being oily.  I was pleased to see that Brosnan's charac-
+     ter didn't descend into the too-easy-caricature of the evil
+     boyfriend, someone the kids would hate and would detest them
+     back.  Williams' reactions to Brosnan (constant, constant in-
+     sults) seem unmotivated, at times cruel for no reason, until you
+     remind yourself that he sees Brosnan as nothing more than a
+     threat to his possibly reuniting with Miranda.  Even then, it
+     seems a bit much, played as it is for the easy laugh.
+
+          Parts of the movie are predictable, including the scene at
+     the restaurant.  I knew the moment his boss invited him to dinner
+     to discuss a possible TV show starring Daniel, that Miranda would
+     insist that Mrs. Doubtfire go out to dinner with her and the
+     kids.  *At* the same restaurant, *on* the very same night.
+     Please, this plot twist has been done to death in countless
+     sitcoms.  What's refreshing about the scene, though, is Williams,
+     and the twists he manages to put on such a hackneyed scenario.
+
+          The ending (without giving too much away) is at the same
+     time coldly realistic and saccharine sweet in resolution.  I
+     can't say anymore, other than to tell you I was very disappointed
+     at how director Chris Columbus decided to portray it.  Sure, it
+     says something about the reality of adult relationships, but
+     there's no punch behind it.  The final scenes have the dramatic
+     impact of boiled tofu.
+
+     RATING:  6 out of 10.
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1993, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  A PERFECT WORLD:  Clint Eastwood, director.  John Lee    ³
+        ³  Hancock, screenplay.  Starring Kevin Costner, Clint      ³
+        ³  Eastwood, Laura Dern, and T.J. Lowther.  Warner Bros.    ³
+        ³  Rated PG-13.                                             ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          At an age when many actors and directors become terribly self-
+     indulgent (witness Orson Welles, Laurence Olivier, and John Wayne,
+     for three examples), Clint Eastwood keeps getting sharper and
+     sharper (my negative reaction to UNFORGIVEN notwithstanding).  IN
+     THE LINE OF FIRE, released this past summer, showed us a Clint
+     that has matured and even mellowed a bit with age.  Now, with the
+     release of A PERFECT WORLD, Eastwood's first directing job since
+     UNFORGIVEN, we see how much farther Clint will be taking himself
+     in the future.  In a feature that could have easily become a
+     bloodbath, the guns-n-car-chases scenes are kept to a minimum.
+     What we're left with is a touching story of surrogate parenthood
+     and how the cycle of violence merely repeats itself.
+
+          Butch Haines (Costner) is a man on run, a convict who's broken
+     out of stir and determined to make his way north.  Red Garnett
+     (Eastwood) is the Texas State Police chief who's tracking him,
+     complete with a governor-appointed criminologist (Laura Dern as
+     the unfortunately-cliched "spunky young woman," Sally Gerber), a
+     couple deputies, and a Fed in his entourage.  He commandeers the
+     governor's mobile-home campaign headquarters ("But he's taking
+     that to Dallas for President Kennedy's visit!" someone complains)
+     to coordinate operations in the field.
+
+          Butch has some company of his own:  Philip (T.J. Lowther), a
+     seven-year-old boy he kidnaps as a hostage.  At first the boy's
+     just safety insurance, allowing him to keep running from the law.
+     What Butch doesn't count on is the bond that develops between the
+     two of them:  Butch identifies with the boy's lack of a father
+     figure and the implied message that when his father is around,
+     he's not exactly a model parent.  "Me and you are a lot alike,
+     Philip," he tells the boy.  "We're both handsome devils, we both
+     like RC Cola, and we both have daddies that ain't worth a damn."
+     That pretty much sets the tone for Butch and Philip's relation-
+     ship, and is nicely counterpointed by scenes of domestic vio-
+     lence the two witness in their travels.  In fact, one such
+     situation, a man who whups up on his grandson, leads to the film's
+     climactic scene, and the faint damning of young Philip's soul.
+
+          A PERFECT WORLD unfolds slowly, driven as it is by the
+     exploration of Butch Haines' character.  The idea that Eastwood is
+     presenting Haines as a saint (as some people have claimed) or even
+     a person to admire is hooey.  That's a shallow interpretation of
+     what's going on here.  You can't help but sympathize with him,
+     even though he has killed two men in his life (both of them men
+     who had visited violence on people Butch cared for), but he's by
+     no means held up as an example for us, or Philip, to emulate.  The
+     boy is entranced by the sheer wildness and freedom that Butch
+     represents (and the father figure that he never had), but in the
+     end he realizes, in a surprisingly mature and chilling way, that
+     this man is seriously flawed.  "I ain't a good man," Butch says at
+     one point, "and I ain't the worst.  I'm a breed apart."  Even at
+     the end, Butch himself realizes both the good and the bad he's
+     done to and for the boy.  Could the Eastwood of even 10 years ago
+     have handled a theme as mature as this?
+
+          A PERFECT WORLD is a subtle picture.  Don't be misled by the
+     surface patina of criminal-as-heroic-figure, because that's a
+     MacGuffin screenwriter John Lee Hancock has deftly woven into the
+     film's texture.  A couple scenes disturbed me (one, a near-child
+     molestation, the other being the sight of Philip holding a pistol
+     -- a similar scene in LAST ACTION HERO totally disgusted me, but
+     here it's presented to make a definite point) in a way that is
+     both thought-provoking and gut-wrenching.  A PERFECT WORLD ain't a
+     perfect picture, but it's the best Eastwood's done so far.
+
+     RATING:  8 out of 10.
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+CHRISTINE LAVINE PRESENTS:
+BIG TIMES in a SMALL TOWN - THE VINEYARD TAPES
+Various artists   
+Philo/Rounder Records Corp.
+1993
+
+
+BIG TIMES IN A SMALL TOWN is by and far one of the best live recordings
+I've ever heard. Taken from the first annual Martha's Vineyard
+singer/songwriters'' retreat, all of the songs were performed live at
+the  Wintertide Coffeehouse with an energy and enthusiasm far surpassing
+most live recordings.
+
+The CD boasts some of the brightest names in folk music today - Cheryl
+Wheeler, Pierce Pettis, Cliff Eberhardt, Electric Bonsai Band - as well
+as several up-and-comers such as Jonatha Brooke, John Forster, and Peter
+Nelson.
+
+What really sets this CD apart from other isn't the quality (though
+there's lots of that here) nor is it the talent. What sets this
+recording apart from other live albums is that it's FUN. Throughout all
+the live sets you can sense that the performers are performing not with
+thoughts of the next big contract or cash payment, but for the sheer joy
+of it.
+
+Some of the highlights of the CD include John Forster's wonderfully
+funny ENTERING MARION, Peter Nelson's wistful, poignant recollection of
+times lost in SUMMER OF LOVE, and David Roth's self-effacing THE STAR
+SPANGLED BANNER AND ME. The other 14 selections are just as good. In
+fact, there isn't a bad selection on the disc.
+
+If you enjoy folk music or just think that you might and want a good
+sampler CD to check it out, grab this one. You won't find any better.
+
+If you can't find it in your local record store, write to:
+
+M. Lavin
+313 Mulberry Street
+Rochester, New York 14620
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1-10: 10  
+
+CD Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Wendy Bryson
+All rights reserved
+
+
+LET THERE BE PEACE ON EARTH
+Vince Gill
+1993 MCA Records, Inc.
+
+Not a typical "Country" album by any means,  this Christmas CD
+by a country singer leans more towards the "Pop" sounds of the late
+1970's.
+
+The artist has a very mellow, tenor voice that will brighten
+your holiday spirit.  There is nothing really spectacular about
+this album, it's just a nice collection of Christmas music. We're 
+even treated to a few new and original pieces by Mr. Gill.
+
+
+     Some of the more impressive selections are:
+ 
+   "Santa Clause is Coming to Town" - Instrumental only.  Arranged
+                                      in a country/swing style.
+   
+   "Let There Be Peace on Earth" -  Duet with Jenny Gill, a very 
+                                    sweet voiced child.
+
+    "White Christmas" - Guitar with rhythm back up - very nice.
+
+    "It Won't Be The Same This Year" - an original. written and
+                                       sung by Vince.
+
+I don't think you'll have any trouble listening to this holiday special.
+You may even find it rather enjoyable. 
+
+My rating (on a scale of 1-10) 8
+
+
+Merry Christmas,
+   Wendy Bryson
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+JUMPER                  
+Steven Gould     
+TOR Science Fiction
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+
+In JUMPER, Steven Gould proves that there's no such thing as an idea
+who's time has passed. Since the beginning of science fiction (and
+before) there's been tales of people who could teleport, leaping from
+one place to another in but a second. Steven Gould uses the same
+concept, but presents it in a fun, funny, and at times poignant way.
+
+Davy Rice was abandoned by his mother at age 12 and left with his
+alcoholic, abusive father. Beatings were often and usually without any
+cause, and were usually carried out by his father's weapon of choice - a
+large, metal belt buckle. Davy, now 16, seeks nothing more than escape
+from his father, and one night - seconds away from a beating - simply
+vanishes. 
+
+Appearing in the small town's library, Davy isn't sure what happened. He
+convinces himself that he somehow managed to escape his father, wandered
+to the library, then blacked out. Still, though, he isn't about to go
+back. Steeling his courage, he decides to rid his life of his father
+once and for all. He runs away to New York.
+
+JUMPER is a novel of escape, of revenge fantasies, and of having the
+courage to face down your past and come to terms with who and what you
+are. It's also a novel of adventure, intrigue, and romance. Tie all of
+that in with a good, flowing writing style and a quick wit, and you have
+a definite winner. 
+
+
+My score (on a scale of 1 to 10) 8
+
+Trekking Into Literature
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                          *Trekking Into Literature*:
+                                   a review
+                                by Robert McKay
+                      Copyright (c) 1993 by Robert McKay
+
+
+    Through much of its history science fiction has been regarded by a great
+many as not worthy of the term literature.  Even today, when there is a large
+and well-established science fiction subset of the publishing industry, and
+some mainstream works contain elements that can be accurately described as
+science fiction, the genre is not always looked upon with an unprejudiced eye.
+Within science fiction, there is yet another subset that has, even by science
+fiction fans, been regarded as less than respectable.  I speak of Star Trek.
+    Most of us are aware of Star Trek only as a series from the 60s and a few
+movies; fewer appear to be aware that there are two Star Trek series currently
+in production, with another coming in the future and an entirely new slate of
+movies being planned to grow from one of the current series.  Even fewer are
+aware that since the days when the original series still ran, there has been a
+vital and growing Star Trek publishing industry.  Ranging from the adaptations
+of the original episodes by James Blish (who also wrote the very first Star
+Trek novel) through the current Deep Space 9 novels, the total output runs to
+scores of volumes and hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of words.
+    It must be admitted that some of this output is worthy of all the scorn
+that has been heaped upon Star Trek.  I am myself a dedicated Trekkie, and I
+have read some Star Trek fiction that quite frankly would have been better
+burned before submission.  There is a great deal of hack work out there parad-
+ing as genuine Star Trek; this is one reason I am glad the novels are not re-
+garded as "canon" among those who make and those who like Star Trek.  However,
+occasional works have been very good Trek, and good science fiction.  One, at
+least, is in my opinion worthy of the term literature.
+    The original series (TOS; other abbreviations commonly used in the Trek
+world are TNG = The Next Generation; TMS = The Movie Series; and ST = Star
+Trek) broadcast an episode called "Mirror, Mirror."  This episode postulated a
+universe parallel with the one in which the series was set.  In this other
+universe the Federation was a cruel empire; the crew of the *Enterprise* were
+vicious barbarians, and even the logical Spock served the cause of terror and
+tyranny.  The TNG novel *Dark Mirror*, by Diane Duane, picks up this theme
+with the era of Star Trek: The Next Generation, which is roughly 80 years af-
+ter Kirk's day.  Unlike other works which continue themes created by TOS, this
+book is *good*.
+    Briefly, the *Enterprise*, commanded by Captain Jean-Luc Picard, is unex-
+pectedly drawn into the parallel universe of "Mirror, Mirror."  As it turns
+out, the Empire has sent its own *Enterprise*, with its own crew of Picard,
+Riker, and company, to by this means capture the Federation ship, massacre the
+crew, and infiltrate the Federation.  This is merely the prelude to an inva-
+sion; due to the distribution of stars in the galactic arms the Empire has run
+of areas it can feasibly colonize in its own universe, and seeks *lebensraum*
+in the universe of the Federation.
+    The Empire has long since crushed the Klingons and the Romulans, and the
+Vulcans have willingly joined in the cruelty.  All that stands in the way of
+the planned invasion is the Federation version of the *Enterprise*, and this
+fine point is honed even sharper when Geordi LaForge, Deanna Troi, and Captain
+Picard secretly beam aboard the Empire vessel to break into the other *Enter-
+prise*'s computer and copy the files needed to recreate the universe-crossing
+technology, and thus return home with a warning.
+    Yes, it sounds trite.  And in the hands of a lesser writer, it would have
+come out that way.  But Duane, who has not enchanted me in earlier ST novels
+(two were in the pot-boiler category, in my opinion, and only one was really
+worth reading), comes through superbly.  This is simply the finest writing I
+have seen in the Star Trek sub-genre since the death of James Blish in the
+70s.  No one - whether dealing with the animated Trek series that ran briefly,
+the novels surrounding TOS, or the TNG books (I have yet to read any of the
+Deep Space 9 novels) - has come near Duane's effort here.  She has placed her-
+self squarely on a pedestal that now holds just two people.  She is not just a
+good writer, or a good Trek writer; she is a writer of Trek who, like James
+Blish, has taken the Trek universe and characters and written *well* about
+them.
+    I readily grant that Star Trek is not for everyone - the facetious tagline
+is that "Star Trek is for those who can't handle reality."  Not even all sci-
+ence fiction fans like Star Trek.  That is fine - if all readers had identical
+tastes publishing would be a singularly dull endeavor.  However, it is my con-
+sidered opinion that no one - whether a Trek fan or not, whether a science
+fiction fan or not - will go wrong at least giving *Dark Mirror* a try.  Even
+if you're not fond of Picard or Data, or don't care a lick for starships trav-
+elling a warp 5, the writing, the plotting, the characterization in this book
+are well worth the effort.  *Dark Mirror* is what writing ought to be - it is
+the kind of writing that causes me to read, say, *The Good Earth*, even though
+normally I don't have the slightest interest in the kind of writing Pearl S.
+Buck did.  It is, quite simply, Trek written well enough to be called litera-
+ture.
+
+Software Review
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+EPIC PINBALL
+Epic Megagames
+1993
+
+
+The shareware version of EPIC PINBALL comes with but one pinball board
+(Android) but it's the best pinball game I've seen in years. It almost
+perfectly duplicates the look and feel of a real pinball game. After
+playing it a few dozen times, I even found myself wanting to whack the
+side of the monitor to get my ball to go away from a place I didn't want
+it to go. Fortunately, in EPIC PINBALL, that doesn't cause a "tilt".
+
+The object of the Android board is to hit several different holes and
+jumpers and slowly bring your Android to life. So far I've not managed
+to do this and I'm not sure what happens when you DO, but getting to
+that point promises to be even more fun. The ball movement is
+near-flawless and a great deal of care has gone into recreating the
+sounds and movements of the old pinball games. 
+
+The sound card support and music fits the theme, to create a thoroughly
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+
+Epic Megagames offers two pinball packs, each containing four pinball
+boards. These are $29.95 each. If you buy both together, they go for
+$45.00. They also offer a commercial game, Silverball, for $39.99. If
+you opt to buy ALL of this (both pinball packs and Silverball) you get
+it for $79.99. Who needs this much pinball? I'm not sure, but if the
+other games are as good as Android, it just might be worth the price.
+
+The shareware version of EPIC PINBALL can be found on most of your
+better bulletin board systems under the filename $PINBALL.ZIP. You can
+order directly from Epic Megagames in the United States by calling their 
+toll-free number 1(800)972-7434. $PINBALL.ZIP includes a list (much too
+long to reprint here) of phone numbers you can call to order if you're
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+Airborne
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                                                           
+                              *Airborne*
+                            by Robert McKay
+
+
+                                   I
+     I'm one of the Airborne.  While the rest of humanity has to live
+down on the dirt in the smog and fog, I live here in the air.  I was
+born in atmosphere, I've lived here all my life, and I expect to die
+here.  I can't think of one good reason to leave my ship and go down
+to the dirt.
+     We're a whole culture up here.  We have, of course, the huge
+residential craft like this one.  Let's just look at this one for a
+moment; it's pretty typical.  The *Billy Mitchell* is formally known
+as a Grugoff Type IV Long-term Atmospheric Residential Vessel, Mark X.
+We just call it a residential craft, and of course the name
+differentiates it from all the other thousands of residential craft
+which fly around up here.  It's basically an immense flying wing, 70
+feet thick, 800 feet from tip to tip, and either 200 or 287 feet from
+front to back, depending on whether you measure from the nose to the
+center trailing edge, or to the wingtips.  In this space we have
+quarters for 300 families; engine, flap and slot gear; and the
+steering mechanism.  There are fuel bunkers, of course, as well as
+storage facilities for the commissary outlets aboard.
+     Most of what we see - although the sky is vast enough that we
+don't often come closer than a mile or two - is this type of
+residential craft.  They're built to last, since they cost a bundle
+and a community can't afford to buy a new one every decade or so.  The
+various models are basically alike.  They cruise about the sky like
+majestic boomerangs, many of them with a glassed in recreation area on
+the top deck, and observation lounges, with their bubble windows,
+scattered about the hull.  Since we never land, the underside is just
+as apt to have windows as any other portion of the hull.
+     There are also the police vehicles, slim, fast needles with wings
+that go zooming around like they own the sky.  Of course, the only
+time you ever see one is when they're in the way; you can never find a
+cop when you want one.
+     The personal planes come in a great variety of types.  There are
+cargo trucks, bulk and container lighters, family get-abouts,
+speedsters, and all the different kinds of plane you can come up with
+when your whole culture has been born and raised in the air for 200
+years past.
+     Even the massive bunkers of a residential craft get low, and we
+have to refuel.  This is almost the only contact we have with the
+dirt.  The oil is down there, and the nuclear material, and all the
+other items that when properly manipulated become the fuel that keeps
+us in the air.  The tankers come up from the dirt, and we sink to meet
+them.  Our craft never touch the dirt once the factory delivers them,
+and the only way they can get up from the dirt then is with bolted on
+undercarriages and auxiliary engines.  They're simply not designed to
+operate under 5,000 feet or so, and we try not to get even that low.
+The air's too thick down there; give me 15,000 feet and breathable
+atmosphere any day.
+     Anyway, the tankers come gliding up to meet us, and once we're on
+a straight and level course they come swooping in over our trailing
+edge, maneuvering carefully to avoid losing control in our wash.  We
+tried coming up behind the tankers, I'm told, when we first began
+taking to the air, but as soon as the residential craft got to a
+certain size the bow wave began pushing the tankers up and away and
+contact was impossible.  So they plow into the wave from behind, and
+almost sit down on the wall of air to maintain position.
+     When both planes are satisfied with their position, the refueling
+boom flies down, the nozzle hatch bangs open against the wind, and the
+boom's snout clunks into the nozzle.  It takes one tanker to top off a
+residential craft's bunkers, and they charge hefty fees for the job.
+I guess it's worth it to stay up here; they have to go back to the
+dirt and breath that clogged-up, sticky stuff they call air.
+     I like it up here; all of us like it up here.  We're an
+independent nation, according to the UN.  While we fly over nearly
+every dirt-nation on the planet, few of us have any citizenship other
+than Airborne.  Our independence is a natural consequence of our life
+ -no dirt-nation can enforce its laws on us, when we can be on the
+ other side of the world by the time the officials get all their
+ papers together.
+     We've got a president, who we elect every three years.  Generally
+our presidents are civilians who've come up through residential craft
+government, but occasionally one of the military or police types makes
+it.  The executive has pretty broad powers, which he has to.  With a
+society as fluid as ours, situations have to be dealt with as they
+arise, and that means an executive who can make and implement
+decisions on his own.  But he's not a dictator - if we don't like his
+style we boot him out, and the few presidents who've tried getting
+high-handed haven't lasted more than a term.
+     The president is advised by a council, drawn from all levels of
+society.  On the dirt I guess they'd get representatives for such a
+council from all the regions of the country, but simply to stay in
+operation a residential craft has to keep moving, and since cruising
+speed is around 250 miles per hour we cover a lot of "regions" in a
+day.  So we've deliberately included people from all levels - there
+are people on the council who in their ordinary jobs don't make enough
+to get off their own residential craft, and others who make a living
+buying and selling whole fleets, and all sorts in between.  This
+council is half elected and half appointed, to retain both
+accountability and independence.  Sometimes people get mad and switch
+halves on the council members, and boy, you should see the scramble as
+those who thought their seats were secure try to explain their
+     actions!  Although our president has, as I've said, some pretty
+     impressive powers, the government doesn't bother us much.
+     There's the
+maintenance tax, which is divided between supporting the government
+and providing for maintenance of the residential fleet.  There are
+various local taxes, for schools and whatnot.  But government has
+learned the hard way that it doesn't pay to interfere too much up
+here.  The government craft has to remain in touch with the nation, so
+it's easy to find out where it is, and a concerted attack by even a
+few irate residential craft could put it down on the dirt in a hurry.
+There's only been one revolt, though; generally we just elect someone
+else to replace an official who thinks he's more important than he
+really is, and the one incident didn't send anyone down.
+                                   II
+     Accidents happen, even up here.  Even though a residential craft
+can go weeks without seeing anyone else, collisions occur.  Generally
+the accidents are between personal or commercial vehicles, since the
+warn-off and collision avoidance gear on a residential craft is
+designed to keep them at least a mile apart at all times.  The police
+are of course trained to fly fast and accurately - I understand the
+old dirt-based fighter pilots were trained somewhat like our police.
+The worst crash is between a dirt plane and one of ours.  They're not
+designed to operate continually in atmosphere, and their pilots are
+essentially dirt-thinkers, so they've kind of unsafe in our
+environment, and our craft can't land, and can't even fly well below
+5,000 feet.  So when one of theirs hits one of ours, it can be
+difficult.
+     I found this out the hard way.  I work in the day shift steering
+gear section.  We do whatever is necessary to keep the rudders
+operational at top efficiency, and we coordinate with the movable wing
+surface people to ensure the craft is completely maneuverable.  This
+is critical when refueling or transferring cargo, since an unstable
+craft during these operations can result in great damage and even loss
+of life.
+     I was on a day off when my collision occurred.  I hadn't known a
+refueling was scheduled - but when you consider that each craft is a
+small city, and only a relatively small crew actually deals with
+refueling, that's not surprising.  I was on the upper observation
+deck, up near the forward wind deflector where the glass merges into
+the steel shield, when the tanker came up from behind.  We were flying
+with the sun at our six - directly behind, at six o'clock if the nose
+is noon - and so the tanker's shadow came up first.  I looked around,
+and there it was.
+     On the ground I suppose a tanker looks big - at least, they're
+the biggest things made that can land.  But compared with a
+residential craft they're not particularly large.  Their biggest
+feature is their tanks, and those are inside the hull where you can't
+see them.  A tanker is basically a cylindrical gas tank, divided into
+sections to reduce sloshing, with control surfaces, a cockpit, and a
+little protrusion on the aft belly for the boom operators.  They look
+ungainly, and basically they are.
+     This tanker came up rather slowly.  I looked at the condition
+indicator on the forward glass, and saw the weather was fine, but this
+pilot flew like he was dealing with a gale.  He kept inching up, and
+inching up, and I wondered if he was trying to sneak up on the cockpit
+crew.  Finally he got out ahead of us, riding our bow wave, and
+commenced to "sit down."  This is the trickiest part of the operation,
+since the tanker has to fly nose-up, fighting the tendency of our bow
+wave to push him away, while ensuring that he doesn't over-control the
+plane and fly into our hull.
+     The boom came down, the nozzle hatch opened, and then it
+happened.  I still don't know for sure, but it looked like the boom
+snagged in the hatch coaming.  It bent slightly, quivered, bent again,
+then shattered.  The force threw the tanker out of control for a
+moment, and as big as a residential craft is, I felt ours lurch upward
+when the pressure from the boom suddenly let off.  The tanker "sat
+down" alarmingly, and then their tail slammed down into our hull.
+Luckily the refueling hatch is aft of the cockpit, or we would have
+had a dead crew.  As it was, a frightening area of hull was smashed
+in, the skin crumpling like paper.  The entire tail of the tanker was
+broken off - as it bounced upward again I could see the boom
+operator's compartment had been crumpled -and the main fuselage
+pitched down with flame pouring from the broken rear as spilling fuel
+ignited.  Our craft had been knocked nose-down by the impact, and our
+crew, seeing the nose of the tanker plummet by, dived.  This is all
+that saved us; as it was, flame from the stricken tanker washed over
+the forward part of the hull, and had the refueling hatch not
+automatically closed when the drastic alteration from the proper
+flight path took place, we would have gone up too.
+     Once the tanker's smashed hull had gone by, the cockpit crew
+pulled the nose up and brought the craft around in a sharp port turn,
+to get away from any falling wreckage that might still be above us.
+We turned so sharply - well outside the recommended turning list -
+that I could look down through the side of the glass and see the
+tanker twisting apart as it fell.  It was engulfed in fire, and the
+smoke left an oily black trail down the sky.
+     I didn't have to wait for the emergency alarm to sound.  I was
+running full tilt before the screech began, and by the time those who
+hadn't witnessed the crash were beginning to charge through the
+corridors I was below decks and on my way to the steering gear.  The
+craft was shuddering, and while the movement was in all directions,
+there was a lot more down involved than up.  We were already down at
+8,000 feet when the crash occurred, making it easy for the tanker, and
+we couldn't afford to lose much altitude.  Judging from the drops, we
+had suffered a lot more damage than just a smashed upper hull.
+     I slammed into the steering gear compartment at full blast,
+pushing through others in the same hurry, getting to my station and
+quickly scanning the readouts.  Hydraulic pressure in the main system
+was down by 50 percent, and the backup system had an intermittent
+electrical failure.  That was scary news, since without hydraulics the
+control surfaces were very difficult to move, and without control
+surfaces the craft wasn't flyable.  If we didn't get the hydraulics in
+operation, we would probably crash, and that was that.
+     I got the basic situation at my station down while putting on my
+headset, jacking in, and strapping into my seat.  As soon as I knew
+what I needed to for a station-manned report I flicked on my
+microphone, and passed on the bad news.  Apparently I didn't have the
+only unpleasant report, for my supervisor didn't even groan; he just
+acknowledged the report and cut me off.  Chuck's got good manners, and
+he doesn't foul up on network procedure unless it's serious.
+     Until I had pressure to work with, there wasn't much I could do,
+so I started hitting other channels, trying to find out what was going
+on.  It wasn't encouraging.  The tanker had ruptured the upper main
+hydraulic reservoir, which accounted for the drastic loss of pressure,
+and parted a number of backup hydraulic lines.  That was just for
+starters, though.  The sudden blow had sent shards of metal flying in
+all directions, and we'd had three engines FODded.  FOD stands for
+Foreign Object Damage, and with jet engines it's the worst thing that
+can happen.  With turbines whirling at thousands of rpms, it doesn't
+take much - a nail, a rock, a piece of shrapnel, even a little bird -
+to smash blades to splinters, wreck the engine, and maybe even send
+more shrapnel out to FOD other engines.  That was how one of the
+engines had gone, and we weren't sure that all the others had escaped
+without damage that just hadn't gotten noticeable yet.
+     The cockpit was a shambles, I learned as I flicked through the
+net, with consoles shorted out from the jarring they'd received.
+Several of the cockpit crew had been bruised in the collision, and two
+had been burned in the sudden electrical fires that had broken out
+before they were smothered by the automatic extinguishers.  The main
+windshield had cracked from the shock, and if it went out the cockpit
+would be unusable.  The fumes from the extinguishers and the smoke
+from the fires was caught inside, for with the emergency the
+environmental control system was restricted to absolute minimum
+requirements and didn't move the air as fast as normal.  In addition,
+some of the ducts had been smashed and others shaken loose,
+compounding the circulation problem.
+     To add to all this, our fuel problem was as great as ever.  We
+hadn't taken on a pound of fuel before the crash - the boom was trying
+to hit the nozzle when it happened - and so our bunkers were nearly
+dry.  And with the hull damage and hydraulic difficulties, we were
+having to use the remaining engines harder to keep us up, on an even
+keel, and steering a straight course.  I caught a report, as I hurried
+past, that indicated we didn't have enough fuel for more than five or
+six hours of flight, and the absolute minimum reserve under normal
+circumstances is 24 hours.  The report didn't say, but if we were down
+that low I expected we had a fuel leak as well.
+     Things didn't look good.  Boy, was that a cliche mixed with an
+understatement!  If they'd looked much worse, we would have been
+trying to solve the situation from the dirt, for we were barely
+flyable as it was.
+                                  III
+     As I sat there at my post, flipping through the channels hoping
+for a good report, Chuck came by and tapped me on the shoulder.
+Looking around, I saw him flick a finger at me and move on, tapping a
+few others as well.  I jacked out and hung my headset on the hook, and
+followed.
+     We wound up in his office, me, him, and about 15 other people.
+He didn't waste time.  "You know that we've lost hydraulic.  Normally
+the mechanical steering gear would compensate, but we're taking a lot
+of buffeting thanks to the torn hull plating topside.  The motors for
+the mechanical gear are taking too much strain, and if they have to do
+it alone we won't be up here much longer.
+     "You're a rudder crew.  Other crews with take the main port and
+starboard rudders; you get the main midships rudder.  Your job is to
+see that it answers helm commands.  You're going to have to work.
+You'll be fighting dead hydraulics, plus keeping the motors running,
+plus assisting the mechanicals in any way necessary.  It may come to
+using the manual apparatus.  Richards," here he pointed at me, "as the
+senior hydraulics man on this crew, you're in charge.  Keep that
+rudder operational."
+     "Yes, sir," I replied; I could say nothing else.  Turning to my
+crew I said, "All right, let's go.  This isn't just a plane we're on -
+it's home and we've got to keep it up."
+     We rushed through the service corridors.  Our feet pounded
+hollowly on the steel deck as we charged along, for we weren't as much
+interested in being quiet as we were in getting there.  Steering one
+of these giant flying wings is not easy task, not when you've got to
+do it with less than optimum equipment, and that was certainly where
+we were.  If the manual steering crews, of which we were one, didn't
+get to our stations it could very well mean the end of the craft.
+     We could hear the groaning of the strained mechanism before we
+arrived.  Normally the rudders don't make any noise at all, except for
+an odd clank now and then, or a hiss as the hydraulic pressure moves
+the rods and pistons about to change the rudder setting.  The
+machinery is never supposed to groan like steel in agony; when we
+heard it, we looked at each other in alarm.
+     The hatch was dogged tight, and it took two of us to spin the
+wheel and get it open.  When we did, a thin haze of smoke spurted out,
+and we could smell the odor of burned wiring.  Things weren't good.
+If the electric motors of the mechanical steering gear went out it
+would be almost impossible to move the rudder, and we certainly
+wouldn't be able to execute helm commands with any kind of speed.
+     There were four critical positions in operating the manual
+steering gear - two sets of push-rods and pull-rods, one on each side
+of the massive flap of metal.  Each rod was operated manually by means
+of cranks and handwheels.  I kept one man with me to act as a runner
+if necessary, which left me with 14 men to divide up between four
+positions.  Since each position had room for only two men at a time,
+unless things got really desperate and we simply had to try to put as
+much muscle on the wheels as possible, I put eight men to work right
+away, leaving six as roving relief.  They were to keep an eye on those
+who were at work, and whenever a man appeared to be lagging, or
+requested a break, they were to jump in and take over.  This way the
+job would get done, and at the same time everyone would get a rest
+eventually.
+     It quickly became apparent that the electric motors were dying by
+degrees.  The groaning lessened as the men threw their muscle into the
+problem, but it didn't stop, and we'd only been at it five minutes or
+so, with me checking equipment, jacking in to report on occasion, and
+generally keeping an eye on conditions in the compartment, when a
+balancer motor blew up in a shower of sparks.  This was bad, since
+without the balancer it was much harder to maintain control of the
+rudder.  It would be no harder to get the thing moving, but it would
+be much more difficult to stop it in the right position, and over-
+control became a real possibility - a possibility we didn't need.  The
+balancer had two motors, so it wasn't completely out yet, but it
+wasn't working right either.
+     I jacked in as soon as I saw the situation was under as much
+control as we could have it, and got Chuck on the horn.  "Boss," I
+told him, "it's worse down here than I thought.  We've just lost the
+#2 balancer motor, all the other electrical gear is smoking and
+burning out slowly, and the air in here's foul with the smoke.  Plus
+we've got a slick of hydraulic fluid on the floor, and if it gets to
+be a real straining match we'll have men slipping.  That won't just
+lessen the effectiveness of their work, but it'll get someone a broken
+bone for sure."
+     "Is there anything you can do?"
+     "Not without electrical.  If you could break loose an electrician
+and get him to us we'd sure appreciate it.  Maybe he could slow down
+the burning."
+     "All right, I'll see what I can do.  I warn you, though, that our
+electricians are spread pretty thin.  We've had burnouts all over the
+ship, and they've been grabbing my people to run off up to the cockpit
+even."
+     As I jacked out something let go inside the rudder with a
+tremendous bang.  I was sorely tempted to swear; I don't use that kind
+of language, but if the rudder itself went I wouldn't want to stake my
+life on the craft staying off the dirt.  I grabbed my runner and
+climbed the access stairs.  The access platform was a grillwork semi-
+circle that allowed maintenance people to get inside the rudder itself
+and work on the skin, struts, braces, and equipment there.  Just now
+the rudder was swinging slowly - painfully slowly - to starboard,
+bringing the access door toward the ladder.  We waited for it, opened
+up, and stepped inside.  We didn't have to watch for the change in
+floor motion, for the rudder was barely moving.
+     At first the source of the noise was invisible.  The lights were
+out, and I had to fumble for a moment to find the emergency switch.
+When I got the lights back on, I realized with horror that the whole
+rudder was in danger.  I spun to the runner.  "Get to a jack.  Tell
+Chuck that the main transverse brace has broken loose on the port end.
+It's dangling by the starboard weld and the midships suspension
+     brace." The man darted out the door.  The brace fascinated me; I
+     couldn't take my eyes off of it.  As I picked my way along the
+     fore-and-aft catwalk that ran down the center of the rudder, I
+     gazed upward at the massive beam.  The starboard weld was cracked
+     - I could see that with my naked eye - and the midships
+     suspension brace wasn't designed to take the full weight of the
+     beam.  The thing weighed nearly three tons - if the cracked weld
+     let go completely, it would pull the brace out of the rudder's
+     ceiling and smash through the other supporting structures and the
+     various items of equipment, and go right through the bottom of
+the rudder.
+     While I had been easing along the catwalk, the rudder had
+continued its swing.  Now it halted, and jerkily began moving back, no
+doubt to an amidships position.  The skin of the rudder flexed where
+the strut had come loose, and a chunk of broken-off weld came loose
+and whistled down.  It hit the bottom with a crash, knocking a hole in
+the skin of the rudder and nearly going on through.  Glancing over at
+the remaining weld, I could see the skin pulling away and flexing
+back.  The brace was going to go, unless we could do something.
+     The runner was back.  "Boss says he's sending a crew.  He said he
+doesn't know where he'll get the men, or what they'll be able to do,
+but if possible that strut's got to be put back, he says."
+     "Yeah.  Look, stay here and keep an eye on that thing.  Stay back
+by the door; right here under it you'd never have a chance if it came
+down.  Report to me if it shows signs of getting worse.  When the
+repair crew gets here I'll send them up, and you can fill them in on
+the details and then get back to me."
+     I backed out of the rudder, still with my eyes on the weakened
+brace.  I didn't know what there might be about the craft that was
+more critical or in worse shape, but I knew one thing - if that strut
+went it would put the rudder out of action, and without the rudder the
+craft, in its weakened condition, probably wouldn't be flyable.
+     The next 15 or 20 minutes was a reeking, acrid inferno.  The
+electrician had arrived while I was in the rudder, and he was rushing
+about the compartment trying to keep motors running which, in a
+healthy craft, would be ripped out and junked.  It was a wonder, he
+said, that we hadn't burned out every motor in the compartment.  I
+went around to all four manual steering stations, noticing how the men
+were already sweating and weakened by the heat and smoke and crushing
+labor.  The rudder banged and creaked, the motors groaned and
+sputtered, the men slipped and vilified the failing equipment, and I
+did everything I could think of, including pray.
+     The repair crew's arrival was obvious.  Even though the
+compartment was big, 10 men and an arc welder take up noticeable
+space.  The crew's leader, a beefy man with scorched gloves on his
+hands, didn't need to be told where the problem was.  He took one look
+at the rudder, saw the flexing skin and heard the creaking, banging
+disintegration in progress, and lifted an eyebrow at me as he pointed
+to the ladder.  I nodded, deep in a conversation with the cockpit
+crew, who were frantic with worry at the poor handling caused by our
+rudder's difficulties.  The repair crew moved toward the ladder, and
+absorbed as I was I couldn't help but notice that they were all soot-
+stained and sweat-streaked, and weary.
+     Half the ten men got up the ladder right away.  They let down a
+rope, slung from a pulley they rigged on the railing near the ladder.
+The five men still on the main floor quickly hooked the welder up and
+tailed on to the rope.  One man climbed up the ladder, holding on with
+one hand and fending the welder off with the other.  The operation
+obviously was old hat to these men, although if they'd hoisted the
+machine much today they probably wanted other employment by now.
+     Once the welder was on the platform, the rest of the crew swarmed
+up the ladder, and manhandled it to the door.  The rudder, just then
+stopped at a standard port angle, gave the crew no problems as they
+hustled the machine inside.  Meanwhile, I had managed to convince the
+cockpit crew that we weren't quite ready to go down - although I was
+only half convinced myself - and took off on another tour of my
+compartment.
+     My people were pitiful.  The motors were going out, in spite of
+all the electrician could do.  The balancer motor that had blown was
+beyond hope, and the #1 motor was screeching in the last stages of
+decay.  It wouldn't last much longer.  When it went it would be almost
+impossible to avoid over-control, and the added strain on the main
+actuating motors would quicken their demise.  The electrician was
+nearly exhausted from his efforts and the acrid fumes he was forced to
+inhale at close range.  My people were worn out from trying to ease
+the stain on the electric motors; I wasn't sure that if the mechanical
+system went they'd be physically able to work the rudder.  And yet we
+couldn't quit - if we did, the whole rudder would go that much faster.
+     I was losing control - we all were losing control.  The rudder
+was getting away from us, and there was nothing we could do about it.
+The power of entropy was more than our power to put things together
+again.  The one accident topside - the crash of the tanker into our
+hull - had set in motion events that weakened the fabric of the craft,
+and that weakening in turn led to further disintegration.  We were
+rapidly becoming, instead of capable crewmen who could handle our
+problems and keeping ourselves in the air, unwilling passengers on a
+sinking ship.  I wonder where, if we went down, our rats would go.
+     Time blurred.  I conferred with exhausted men from the welding
+team, the cockpit, and my own crew.  I struggled to keep the
+electrician conscious in spite of the wretched air he had to breathe
+as he forced the motors to continue working beyond the limits of their
+endurance.  The haze of smoke, the penetrating odor of spilled
+hydraulic fluid, and the constant noise and activity numbed my brain,
+and I lost all sense of time.
+     I jacked out from yet another conference with the cockpit crew to
+find the burly leader of the repair team at my elbow.  "We've got the
+beam back in place," he said, wiping rivers of sweat from his smeared
+forehead.  "The welds are good, but I don't know about the skin.  We
+didn't have the time to properly site the ends on solid metal, and the
+weakened condition caused by the initial break may bring it down after
+all.  But your rudder's not bending like grass in the wind any more."
+These last words were said with a kind of tired pride; this man would
+do good work even if it meant welding all the way down to the dirt.
+     "Thanks," I muttered, hardly able to comprehend that something
+had gone right for a change.  "Do you think the rudder will survive?"
+     "As long as the beam holds, that rudder'll stay together.  It's
+this equipment in here I don't know about."
+     "Look," I asked desperately, "I know that you're not an
+electrician, and you may have other jobs to get to.  But if you know
+anything about keeping motors in line I'd appreciate it if you could
+give us a hand down here.  The electrician's nearly passed out."
+     "Sure," he said.  "I'm not an expert, but me and a couple of the
+boys can stay.  Unless something else gives out, there's nothing else
+aboard now that needs the full crew, except for some hull damage that
+can wait and will take days to fix anyway."
+                                   IV
+     It seemed as though getting our rudder in usable shape, and with
+the help of a few men from the repair crew keeping the mechanical
+steering gear operational, made a difference throughout the craft.
+This isn't to say, of course, that everything suddenly was perfect.
+We still had a lot of work to do just staying in the air, not to
+mention putting the craft back in normal condition.  But the rudder
+seemed to be a turning point.  Each situation has at least one turning
+point - a place or a time or an action which, once passed, is seen to
+have either ensured survival or doomed the whole thing to failure.  We
+never know what the turning point will be until after it's passed, and
+there's rarely any reason we can see for that particular thing being
+the pivot on which the whole situation revolves.  Nevertheless, such
+turning points do exist, and our frantic work with the rudder was the
+turning point for our craft.
+     At the time I didn't realize all this, of course.  It seemed as
+though we got one major crisis safely behind us only to be faced with
+a hundred minor problems, that when added together were almost worse
+than the crisis.  The smoke still seeped from the strained motors, the
+hydraulic fluid still slimed the floor and caused us to slip at all
+the worst moments, the rudder still sounded like it might come apart
+after all.  But from the time the strut was welded back in place and
+the volunteer electrician's helpers went to work, the overall
+situation began, slowly, to change.
+     Looking back on it now, it seems that our survival was
+foreordained.  At the time it seemed as though we staggered from one
+near-crash to another, with death and destruction only a finger's
+length away.  But from the perspective of two years, I can see how it
+all fit together in a seamless mosaic, each event, each solution, each
+difficulty moving toward an inevitable conclusion.  I'm glad I didn't
+have this perspective then, since our utmost efforts to avoid what we
+viewed as imminent death were themselves part of the puzzle that kept
+us in the air.
+     We still fly and live on the same craft.  The scars of the crash
+and the struggle to stay aloft are hardly visible now.  The gaps in
+families and tables of organization have been filled, or else have
+become part of everyday existence that can be lived with.  The hull
+plating that was torn and bent, and the equipment that burned out,
+failed under the strain, or was simply smashed to pieces, was more
+easily repaired, and by now we hardly remember that we're dealing with
+"new" materials.  We still refuel from tankers that "sit down" on our
+bow wave, we still avoid the dirt like the plague, and we still take
+care of ourselves.  But one thing we don't do anymore - we don't
+consider ourselves immortal.
+
+
+The Squirrels
+Copyright (c) 1993, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        The thick branches of the pecan trees swayed back and forth, their
+leaves rustling in the wind.  Robert whistled a merry tune as he strolled,
+almost skipped, down the path.  Gunter plodded along behind him, a bulging
+rucksack mounted on his back.
+        "How long before we get there?" Gunter asked, his gargantuan feet
+crushing the brittle leaves below them.
+        "We're five minutes closer than when you last asked," Robert quipped
+and started whistling again, skipping merrily down the trail.
+        "So how long's that?" Gunter's back was aching with the strain of the
+overloaded rucksack.
+        "It's just over that there ridge," Robert indicated with a skinny
+finger.  Gunter could easily see over Robert's skinny form, but he could
+not make out any geological formations in front of them.  he had a feeling
+that his short buddy had no idea where they were.  Gunter continued along,
+the rucksack weighing on him heavily.
+        "Could you tell me again why I got to carry all the supplies?" the
+large man asked.
+        "I need to be free to navigate properly," Robert said, "Besides,
+you're stranger than me."
+        "Oh," Gunter still didn't understand.
+        A fork in the trail could be seen up ahead.  The right path was wide
+and clear of obstructions, while the left was overgrown with vines and
+brambles.  Robert ceased whistling and stopped in between the two branching
+pathways.  His fingers stroked his chin as he looked back and forth between
+the two.
+        "So which way?" Gunter asked, standing behind his pal.
+        "To the left, of course," Robert began to trudge through the
+undergrowth.  The wind picked up and the leaves in the trees rustled.
+        "Are you sure?" Gunter asked.
+        "Hurry up," Robert said, looking back at Gunter, "They are waiting
+for us."  Gunter sighed and followed the short man.  The straps were
+digging further into his back.
+        They continued through the brambles until they came to a clearing.
+Blackened trees that looked like burnt match sticks surrounded them.  They
+saw metal poles standing out of the ground, arranged in triangular
+patterns.  Bits of something white littered the forest floor.  Gunter bent
+down and looked at the small white things.
+        "They kinda look like little bones," Gunter picked one up and
+examined it.
+        "Come on," Robert said, continuing through the blasted area, "we're
+late!"  Gunter stood and struggled to catch up with him.  They soon came to
+a rough hewn sign sticking up out of the debris.  It bore carved letters
+that read:
+DON'T MOCK THE SUICIDE ATTACK SQUIRRELS.
+        "Gol dang," Robert laughed, "What some people do for a practical
+joke."  The leaves in the trees rustled.
+        "Uh . . . yeah," Gunter slowly chewed his lip as he followed Robert
+out of the clearing and back into the forest.
+        "Can you believe that someone actually took the time and effort to
+set that up?" Robert chuckled.  The leaves continued to rustle although
+Gunter could feel no wind.  He began to notice that small, dark shapes were
+making their way through the branches of the trees.  The hairs on the back
+of his neck stood up.
+        "Uh . . ." said the large man, staring up at the black masses
+accumulating in the trees.
+        "The more I think about it, the funnier it gets," Robert laughed,
+wiping a tear from his eye, "Of all the stupid things they could have
+picked, suicide attack squirrels has got to be the stupidest!"
+        "Uh . . . Robert," Gunter said.  Suddenly a small, dark figure fell
+from above, hitting the ground with a thud.  Robert looked down at it.  The
+mangled squirrel lay at his feet, its legs twitching spasmodically.
+        "Uh, Robert . . ." Gunter's eyes widened.  Suddenly thousands of
+squirrels flung themselves from the trees, hurtling teeth first at the two
+men.  One grabbed Robert's ear with its tiny jaws and hung from it like a
+horrible earring.  The small man screamed and began running about with his
+arms flailing, trying to avoid the insane rodents.  He collided face first
+into a tree and collapsed, tiny animals pelting his body.
+        Gunter ran toward him, trying to save his hurt buddy.  Squirrels were
+slamming into him, ripping deep gashes with their razor sharp teeth and
+claws.  Blood ran from his face and arms.
+        As he tried to pick up his friend a mad rodent crashed into his
+forehead.  He fell to the ground with a smash.  The world grew dim as the
+macabre rain continued about him.
+
+        The sheriff's mirrored sunglasses captured the aftermath at the burnt
+out clearing.  One of his deputies walked up to him carrying a rough hewn
+sign.  His lips moved as he read it, then laughed.  The leaves began to
+rustle.
+
+The Caravan
+Copyright (c) 1993, A.M.Eckard
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                 The Caravan by A.M.Eckard
+
+
+
+        I like the veld. What choice do I have? There is nothing but
+the veld. It is mostly brown with a little green. It smells of
+sage and sand. It is hot in the day and cold at night. The
+lexicon in the Feed calls it the Gaia. The lexicon I got from
+Dad calls it the veld.
+
+        Dad said I should name things according to the Feed when I'm
+talking to the people of the clans. Since no one will see this,
+I'll call it the veld. That's what Dad always called it before
+he left. Dad showed me how to change the lexicon in the Feed,
+but he said I shouldn't do it. He taught me a lot of neat things
+before he left. I still come across new messages to me in his
+lexicon. He was very good with computers.
+
+        This is the time of the Winding-Down. That's what both lexicons
+call it. This is the time of desert and wind. This is the time
+of scarcity and drought. This is the time of hunger and thirst.
+The Feed says that this was not always so, but it does not say
+what was before. There's a lot in Dad's lexicon about it, but I
+find it hard to believe. I've thought of editing it out. I don't
+because Dad said that was definitely a bad thing to do. 
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend my time traveling the veld. I scavenge in the veld.
+Collecting and fixing things is my trade. I trade with the
+clans. Dad showed me my JobDesc in the Feed. It said I was a
+fixer. I looked up my JobDesc in Dad's lexicon. That said I was
+a maker. There was an attachment from Dad with it saying I
+should never call myself a maker when I was with the clans. He
+said the clans don't have makers anymore. The clans don't want
+makers.
+
+        According to Dad's lexicon the clans had traders that did what
+I do. The makers would make, the fixers would fix, and the
+traders would trade. I guess with fewer people there are fewer
+JobDescs. That is all part of the Winding-Down.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the veld I have seen the skeletons of many people. There
+were a lot more clans once. They say there were so many clans
+that they lived side-by-side. Things have changed. In my own
+traveling I have seen fewer and fewer clans.
+
+        The clans don't move around very much. I make my living by
+traveling to them. I bury my needs, take my wares, and join them
+for a day. I trade what I have to trade and fix what needs
+fixing. By nightfall I must leave. That is the clan way. Usually
+I camp nearby. I like watching the clans. I have tools to watch
+them with that are better than their guards. I can spot Rovers
+many klicks away.
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend most of my time on my own. Before Dad left we stayed
+together most of the time. It was like we were a clan of two. We
+were the only clan of two I have ever seen. Dad said we were a
+family. I really don't know what that means. It's not in either
+of the lexicons. 
+
+        Dad and I would grow our own food and make our own water. Dad
+would visit the clans and trade. I would stay behind and study
+the lexicons. Sometimes we would hunt the Rovers when they got
+too close. Dad said they had their purpose, too, but not too
+close to camp. We would protect the clans from the rovers, too. 
+
+        For a long time Dad wouldn't let me visit the clans. He said
+that it was because I was small and this was the time of the
+Winding-Down. He said the clans wouldn't accept me. I don't
+remember everything he said and the lexicons don't really help
+much.
+
+* * *
+
+        There are things in Dad's lexicon that he added. He said he was
+the last one who could work on the lexicon. There are some
+things in Dad's lexicon that don't exist anymore. In the Feed
+they are Deletes. In Dad's lexicon they are Obsoletes. Dad said
+they were important because they didn't exist anymore. 
+
+        The best I can figure is that I was an Obsolete. I was a kinder
+in a time when there were no more kinder. I changed in a time
+when there was no change. I was a begat in a time when there
+were no more begats.
+
+        Dad said that there was a Golden Age when mankind tried to stop
+change. He said it didn't work and I was part of the proof. 
+
+        I'm not a kinder anymore, so I can visit the clans.
+
+* * *
+
+        There is a part of the Feed and Dad's lexicon that are almost
+exactly the same. It concerns the Mystics. It says that after
+the Golden Age comes the Winding-Down. It says that women are
+barren and men are sterile. It says that all the new souls are
+maxed-out. The Bodhis say that no more souls are becoming
+incarnate. The Xians say that Judgment is here. The Pagas say
+that Gaia seeds men no more. It goes on and on. I guess each
+clan has its own way of saying it. But it never really explains
+what it is. It just says that it is the Winding-Down and it
+doesn't sound good. Dad said that it was not strictly true. He
+never said what was strictly true.
+
+        I talked about it with some of the teachers in the clans. The
+ones that didn't show me the Feed all said something different.
+Some said the Winding-Down was a coming whimper. Some said it
+was a coming roar. Most just changed the subject and told me to
+be out by nightfall.
+
+* * *
+
+        Dad taught me studying. He taught me to study the veld. He
+taught me to study the clans. He taught me to study the
+lexicons. He studied with me. He studied me. He never told me
+what he saw. There is a section in his lexicon about me, but it
+is Access Denied. There is an attachment that is only for me. It
+says that I should travel the veld as a fixer. It says that I
+will really know myself by what I do. He said that no one should
+tell me what I am. He said that I should tell them what I am by
+being what I am. Dad spoke that way a lot.
+
+* * *
+
+        I have encountered more traveling clans. They travel, they
+said, because the Winding-Down was getting faster and faster.
+Some of the clans that didn't travel said that the Winding-Down
+was getting faster and faster because of the traveling clans.
+Sometimes when I would go back to those clans I would find that
+they had picked up and started traveling.
+
+        The traveling clans were good for business. Traveling always
+makes things break down faster. There was always a need for my
+services. I can always find ways to make something work for
+another day. 
+
+        I came to realize that I no longer had to make my rounds. I
+could travel North and South along the last of the hills. I
+would always come across a clan traveling from East to West. I
+had more work than I needed. Sometimes I would sit in the hills
+for days and watch the clans go by.
+
+        I spent a long time in the hills. It gave me a feeling of
+peace, so I kept it for a while.
+
+* * *
+
+        There came a time when out of the East there raised a cloud of
+dust so large I thought I would finally see a storm. It
+approached very slowly. I used a spy and saw that it was a group
+of people traveling in a line. It was more than a clan. It was a
+clan of clans. It was like nothing that has ever been. Instead
+of camos they traveled with their colors and flags. I moved in
+line with them and waited. Finally they circled in the valley
+and stopped. I went down to them.
+
+        The guards waved as I approached. I asked them what kind of
+clan they were. They said they were not a clan. They were the
+Caravan. Clans were joining them from far and wide. They said
+they were passing through. They asked me if I would like to come
+along.
+
+* * *
+
+        I had never seen anything like the Caravan. There was nothing
+in the lexicons. They spent everything they had on color and
+sound and movement. People were actually dancing. Hawkers sold
+food and it was very cheap. They had a converter and gave water
+away for free. I spent the rest of the first day fixing and
+mixing, in awe of their ways. These were not hoarders. These
+were not scrabblers in the veld. They were just making their way
+through. They were the Caravan.
+
+        I made three trips to the veld to bury my needs. They just
+laughed and shook their heads at me.
+
+        I was fixing things that were a delight, but were of no use.
+There were bells on wagon wheels. There were chimes on wagons.
+There were little colored windmills that turned no wheels. There
+were bellows that sounded horns.
+
+        As the evening approached, I helped to raise great tents and
+small. When the sun touched the hills I cleaned myself off and
+began gathering my things. I would not go far, I thought. I
+might follow this group a while.
+
+        I was making for the nearest cover when someone asked me if I
+would stay. I just laughed. What else could I do? But they meant
+it. They said that I could stay the night. They would be off in
+the morning and, if I wanted to, I could travel with them. I
+just shook my head no and hurried away. I dug my camp and buried
+my wares and watched them.
+
+* * *
+
+        The word Carnival was in Dad's lexicon. It seemed to be close
+to what I saw. They danced and played. There were jugglers and
+clowns and acrobats. They cooked food in the open and the smells
+drifted to my camp. They sang and chanted. It went on for hours
+and hours. They burned lights all night long that could be seen
+across the veld. When I grew tired I slept, listening to their
+music.
+
+        In the morning I helped strike the tents. When the first were
+off I stood aside. They all called me friend although I was a
+member of none of the clans. They said that clans meant nothing
+now. They were members of the Caravan. It was Winding-Down time
+and the clans were gone for them. They asked me if I would come
+along, if only for just a while. I did.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Caravan traveled and made good time. I helped when things
+needed fixing. Everyone called me friend. They said that I
+should see the Queen at the next halt and join them. Throughout
+the day I considered it. Before this my clan had been only Dad
+and me. Dad had been gone for a long time. I decided I liked the
+idea.
+
+        As on the previous day, the halt was called in the afternoon.
+The Caravan circled. The tents went up. The fires were lit. The
+music and the play began. I was sent to see the Queen.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen's tent was the largest tent of all. It was decorated
+with the colors of all the clans. Everywhere I looked there were
+the symbols of the clans and the symbols of all the workers. It
+was so fine it made my eyes water.
+
+        The Queen's consorts were all women. They brought me food and
+water and welcomed me to the Caravan. They brought me a robe of
+Caravan colors and asked me for my sign. I asked them where the
+Caravan was going. They told me it was going to the end.
+
+        "This is the Caravan," they said. "We are traveling on the
+journey of the Winding-Down and we are traveling to the end."
+
+        They coached me on the form of my formal petition to the Queen.
+They laughed and joked and said that I was the first clan of one
+to join. Finally they led me to an inner chamber of the tent
+where I was brought before the Queen.
+
+        She was a handsome woman with hair slightly touched by gray. I
+was taken by her air of knowledge and wisdom. When I looked in
+her eyes I was reminded of dad. There seemed to be a similar
+light of intelligence and humor and sadness. When I found my
+voice I introduced myself to her as her consorts had instructed
+me to.
+
+        "I have no clan," I said. "I am a helper and a fixer. I would
+be honored if you would allow me to join your Caravan. I will
+offer my services freely, and ask only that my needs be met."
+
+        It was at this point in my speech that I had been instructed to
+stop. I had been told that the Queen would nod to accept me or
+shake her head. I had been told that she never shook her head. I
+had been told that I should then bow and leave.
+
+        But I did not. Perhaps it was that she reminded me of Dad.
+Perhaps it was that the Caravan was like nothing I had ever seen
+and I wanted so badly to become a part of it. Perhaps it was the
+curious way she seemed to look into me and see more of me than
+anyone ever had. Whatever the reason, I could not contain myself
+and I continued on.
+
+        Against my Dad's wishes, I said, "I am a maker. I also can make
+things new."
+
+        I could hear a few of the consorts gasp. I looked at the shock
+on their faces as they covered their mouths and knew that I had
+made a mistake.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen stood from her chair and approached me. All eyes were
+upon her as she put her finger to my lips and said "Shhhh." Her
+hand smelled of sage and balsam. To the amazement of myself and
+everyone there, she took my hand and led me into her inner
+chambers.
+
+        The others were told to remain outside. She lay down on her bed
+and bid me bring a table and chair to her side. Every time I
+tried to speak she would touch my lips. She would shake her head
+with a frown, but her mouth would barely smile. She brought out
+a deck of cards with colors and pictures I'd never seen before.
+There were more than in a deck of chance, she explained.
+
+        "I fear the others may have been too eager to invite you to
+join our ranks, but we will see," she said. "These are cards of
+old. They were called future cards before the Winding-Down. Now
+they are the cards that guide us on the path to the end. I use
+them to know the way and set our course for each new day. They
+once had another use."
+
+        She extinguished the lamps and set four candles down, one on
+each corner of the table. The chamber was cool and smelled of
+anise and patchouli. Not a breeze stirred the candle flames as
+they burned.
+
+        "Come and shuffle the cards as if they were a deck of chance,"
+she said, "then cut them three times to your left."
+
+        I did as I was told.
+
+        She spread the cards on the table in a strange pattern and took
+a deep breath. She shook her head, but still smiled at me.
+
+* * *
+
+        "Here is the Queen," she said. "I've seen her many times. She
+is my card and she sits before you."
+
+        "Here is the Mage, though not  the one I've known."
+
+        When she looked at me I thought of Dad, but said nothing. I was
+in awe of her and could not interrupt her words.
+
+        "Here is the ending," she said, "fruits of the seeds our
+forebears have sown. There is nothing new here. This is the way
+we have come."
+
+        She paused as she turned the next card, then turned a few more.
+I believe her hand shook a little as she turned the last. Her
+voice had been quiet, but now came even quieter than before.
+
+        "Here is the maker, and here is the crone. Here is a girl-child
+and here a boy. Here is a birthing and here a joy. And here is a
+soul-star." She started to cry.
+
+        I tried to speak, but again she silenced me. She sat for a long
+time with her palms together in front of her face. Tears
+streamed from her eyes and she breathed in small gasps. Finally
+she blew out three of the candles and took me to her bed.
+
+* * *
+
+        First we made love with a quiet ferocity I had never known.
+Then we were tender and savored the moments that seemed like
+hours. I told her I loved her and I would travel with the
+Caravan forever. She cried then, and shook her head no.
+
+        "We don't have forever, anymore."
+
+        She sat before the single candle and spoke, looking older than
+any of the people ever looked.
+
+        "There were makers and fixers once that worked on people
+instead of things. It was decided that the people would never
+grow old, would never sicken and die. It was decided that
+children would not be born and man and woman would live simply
+with Gaia. The makers and fixers had their way and planned their
+way with Gaia, too. Everything was changed according to a grand
+plan."
+
+        "But they hadn't planned well. The Gaia cannot be fixed. Man
+cannot be made and fixed. The Winding-Down began."
+
+        "What kind of man are you, maker? How have you come here?"
+
+        I told her what Dad had told me. I told her the secret that I
+had been a kinder and I had grown. I told her of Dad's lexicon,
+the lessons he had taught me and the lessons that waited for me
+still.
+
+        She blew out the last candle, held me close, and told me to
+sleep. It was a long time before I could.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the morning I awoke to the sound of her shuffling the cards.
+When she saw I was awake she called her ladies with a little
+bell and bid them bring me food and water and clothes the colors
+of the Caravan. My heart swelled with hope, but her head shook
+no. She studied the cards while I dressed and ate.
+
+        "You cannot come with us," she sighed. "We are the Caravan of
+the Winding-Down. You must stay here in the veld and wait.
+Others will come the way we have come. These are the stragglers,
+the lost, the late."
+
+        "You will show them my sign. They will give you what you need,
+and you will help them with their needs. They will be like us
+and you will show them the way we have gone and send them along."
+
+        "But what about me?" I asked. "What of this Caravan? What about
+us?"
+
+        "This is the Winding-Down. Eventually no more will come from
+the East. But you must stay. We are not meant to travel the same
+path."
+
+        "One day someone will come from the West. Just one, or two, or
+a few. You must wait for that day. They will bring you my sign.
+Then you must make your own way."
+
+* * *
+
+        She turned from me then, and was gone. The camp was struck. I
+watched her Caravan travel out of sight as I have watched
+others. With each that has come and gone I have sent a note:
+
+
+
+                Will this be the last time, my love?
+
+                The crowds depart.
+
+                All the songs are songs of farewell.
+
+                Everyone seems to have gathered here to leave.
+
+                I am a pilgrim in this land
+
+                and there are things you have not told me;
+
+                things I should have known.
+
+
+
+        It has been a long time now. The pain that I felt on her
+leaving somehow does not hurt as much anymore. Somehow things
+seem to be as they should be. I look to the West and there is
+hope. In Dad's lexicon hope is something that hurts but feels
+good. Hope is something that grows amidst loss.
+
+        Hope is something I've added to the lexicon of the Feed.
+
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+A Christmas Trilogy: Enough For Me
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+      Enough For Me
+   by Joe DeRouen 11:56am (12/08/89)
+
+
+A fire in the fireplace, warmth from within,
+Frost around the windows, wrapped in covers to my chin,
+Stockings hung with care, presents around the tree,
+All this I have, but you're enough for me.
+
+It's Christmas time, carollers singing,
+Out in the streets, salvation bells ringing,
+Snow on the ground, fallen from above,
+But all of this pales, held up to your love.
+
+Without a fire in the fireplace, you'd keep me warm,
+Without my covers, you'd protect me from the storm,
+And if we didn't have the stockings, or gifts under the tree,
+You'd still be enough for me.
+
+   
+
+      Still Enough For Me
+   by Joe DeRouen 6:12pm (12/21/90)
+
+
+A year ago, salvation bells rang,
+Laughing in the streets, carollers sang,
+Stockings were hung, presents around the tree,
+All this I had, but you were enough for me.
+
+Snows falling now, but a different shade of white,
+Different spirits dancing away with the nights,
+Everything has changed, time started anew,
+Things have changed, but I'm still in love with you.
+
+Our love is still there, but grown deeper and strong,
+And I'll tell you again what I've said all along,
+If we didn't have the stockings, or gifts under the tree,
+You'd still be enough for me.
+
+
+
+      Enough For Me Again
+    by Joe DeRouen 12:29am (11/11/93)
+
+
+Christmastime's coming round once more,
+Time to hang mistletoe over the door,
+Reflections of days gone past,
+Yuletides shared, first to last.
+
+In the years gone bye, we've found many things,
+Learned of the joy that the world brings,
+We've endured sadness and trouble, too,
+I wouldn't have made it without you.
+
+It's a lesson I have to keep learning,             
+Like a spark to a flame, slowly burning,                 
+If we didn't have the stockings, or gifts under the tree,
+You'd still be enough for me.
+
+
+Gray House Cat
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jim Reid
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+Gray house cat standing at the sliding glass door
+   looks out, then at me.
+      Repeating until I catch the hint.
+ 
+I let her out.  A moment later
+   her nose and paws press the glass.
+      In and out, out and in
+ 
+until I scowl and leave the door ajar.
+   She sits inside, nose at the door jam,
+      smiling.  I am slow.
+ 
+What she wanted was neither in nor out,
+   but the freedom to choose.
+
+
+Souls Alone
+Copyright (c) 1993, Shelley Suzanne
+All rights reserved
+
+
+As the goddess of the night
+Shines her flashlight
+beam of energy down to
+my soul. I awake.
+
+My mind moves with
+anticipation to connect with
+the muse on my shoulder
+I rise.
+
+Like the petals of a flower
+I open to soak in her
+mysteries, her magic. She
+energizes me, I fly.
+
+In search of my world of man.
+I revel in his desires, his
+fears and his insatiable
+lust. I feed
+
+I fill of the ponderings of
+humankind. I try to comprehend him. His
+wars, his disease, his evil.
+I sleep.
+
+Why am I here? Why are
+you there? I contemplate
+as she who guides the
+night descends to her domain.
+I wait for her to call me once
+again. I dream.
+
+Ashen
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+i am the last
+she strokes me
+soothing smooth
+come the burning
+wither me
+mesmerise apparition
+for a moment
+pieces taken
+without within
+cocotte
+swell proud flesh
+my final ember
+snubbed
+but not forgotten
+blacken bosom
+lay she twisted
+sharing fate
+ashes to ashes to
+ashen
+
+Mi'Lord
+Copyright (c) 1993, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Mi'LORD
+
+When I first saw your face,
+I looked and saw another hiding in your soul,
+he smiled at me,
+as he looked through your eyes,
+recognition hit me like a blow,
+I knew him from times long past,
+though where and when I could not tell,
+His laugh came out your lips,
+and gave me goosebumps and warning bells.
+
+Then one night I had a dream,
+I was in a long flowing dress,
+Waiting on Mi'Lord to come,
+and ringing my hands in distress,
+Concern flowed through me for his welfare,
+For the night was pitch and dark with storm,
+Fearing of what could befell him,
+On that early winter morn.
+
+A cry came from the sentry on watch,
+A horse and rider tore down the lane,
+The sleet and snow came down so hard,
+Friend or foe he could not name,
+Booted feet stomped up the steps,
+To crash open the heavy oak door,
+A form loomed out of swirling ice,
+And with a cry I knew him as Mi'Lord.
+
+I ran and threw my arms around him,
+Shaking with my joy and relief,
+He clasped me to him in surprise,
+As tears streamed down my cheeks,
+"Were you afraid, Lass?" he said,
+Ashamed I nodded yes,
+You see,
+In my dream I looked in his eyes,
+and saw you instead.
+
+A Godly Person
+Copyright (c) 1993, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+shock
+
+shock to the thoughts and to the mind
+
+[--She laid on my chest, tired, and she fell asleep*
+[--By accident, I woke her up, and she smiled*
+[--She told me about God and purpose
+[--And all I did was smile--]
+
+smile
+
+smile to each other
+
+[--I battled from an Atheist coat of armor
+[--And she grinned and argued back*
+[--We both giggled*
+[--She listened to what I had said, then I heard her
+[--And she fell back asleep on my chest--]
+
+peace 
+
+Personal Notes In Black Mirrors
+Copyright (c) 1993, Michie Sidwell
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+ 
+  PERSONAL NOTES IN BLACK MIRRORS
+ 
+ 
+   Perhaps I was not spawned
+  Out of beauty
+   Or chiseled like the statues
+  Stood raging as fortresses
+   Commanding the sweetest gardens
+  With their godlike stone
+ 
+   But,
+  With a mind that thinks the sky
+   Do I
+  Challenge a world
+   With its fangs pressed against me
+  And welcome the talon
+   Tearing at my flesh
+ 
+  Though the blood of my sleep
+   Begs one last beat
+  So do I
+   Cough out
+  The last word of shamed blasphemy
+   Tied to the burning sails
+  Damned on the wine consumed tide
+ 
+   I raise my ghost
+  Burning with senses
+   Incenses the pillow
+  Sweat stained by the mark
+   Sadly battered
+  Morning shattered
+   Pieces of broken head
+  And corrosion of dreams
+   Melted down by last night's dead meal
+  Like amber precious
+   Spun the flavoured breath
+  Drips its dew
+   Over the petal of my lips
+  And the frost seeks outside
+ 
+ 
+In Time The Heart Will Wander
+Copyright (c) 1993, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"Poetry is to the soul, what music is 
+to life - intrinsic without force" 
+
+                        Tamara 
+
+
+  
+ In Time The Heart Will Wander 
+   
+ In time the heart will wander 
+    through passages unknown. 
+ Words that bring us thunder 
+    for silences have grown. 
+ To love and then to lose 
+    a brother and a friend 
+ makes deep and lasting blues 
+    the kind that never end. 
+ Going out together 
+    to reach the new horizon 
+ casting out the feathers 
+    that always keep surprisin'. 
+ A love so strong it strengthens 
+    the heart and soul for more 
+ in spite of time that lengthens 
+    through infinity - the door. 
+ Death has taken many 
+    but none were quite so near 
+ For thoughts are just a penny 
+    for those who wish to hear. 
+   
+ Written 6/15/88 (c) by Tamara 
+  
+A poem in memory of my brother Kristofer Jon 
+who died June 6, 1988. Kris - I love you.
+
+
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+  guess is correct, you're all dying to know what the plan is.   
+  Here's the scoop:
+
+  "WHEN IS IT?!":             December 11, 1993!!
+  "WHERE DO I SHOW UP?!":     Ranch of the Lonesome Dove
+  "WHAT'S IT GONNA COST ME?!: Admission is $5 per person plus either 
+                              a can of food or an unwrapped toy.
+                              Don't worry. All of the money collected
+                              goes to the Pediatric AIDS Research
+                              Foundation.
+
+  It still sounds a big vague, eh?!  ok, ok!  Here are some details:
+
+          * You must be over 18 to enter.
+
+          * An RSVP is required.  We want to make sure that we
+            are adequately prepared for your arrival.  Send
+            mail to either "k" or "Goddess" or "Fire"
+            regarding RSVP's. If you have trouble getting it to 
+            us, just let the sysop know.
+
+                 Also you can Netmail RSVPs as follows:
+             Glenda Thompson at Fidonet address 1:124/6108
+
+                  Fire Side Chat BBS, 214-333-2357 and:
+                           1)Login as JOE PARTY
+                           2)Use password RSVP
+               Go to the RSVP Menu and View info for details.
+
+          * BYOB - If you aren't 21, don't bother.  We will provide
+            with your soft drink needs.       
+            
+          * Bring food!  Whip up your Grandma's favorite dessert or
+            casserole!  We plan on "cooking up" a contest for the
+            best feast, so show us your stuff!  If you don't cook, 
+            chips and dips will be fine!  Be sure to let us know
+            what you're bringing so that we don't have too many
+            fruitcakes! <grin>
+
+          * Dressy casual is the look!  No ties are necessary but ragged
+            jeans and t-shirts are discouraged. This is a nice party!
+
+          * All will be expected to conduct themselves in a socially
+            acceptable manner!  If you do not, you WILL be asked to leave.
+            We can't make it any plainer than that.
+
+          * It's a requirement that you have fun.  If you fail to do so,
+            we'll be forced to cheer you up.  
+            
+  Final Note:  All BBS's are encourage to participate in this joyous
+               gathering, so if you feel that a sysop needs to know
+               about this, feel free to spread the word.
+
+  
+                      THANKS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!!!!
+                            
+                           < k and Goddess >
+
+
+
+
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+
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Best Christmas Gifts This Holiday Season                           
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ                   
+
+ 10. John Wayne Bobbit doll (some assembly may be required)
+  9. For Collectors: Rare footage of Infomercial *Not* starring Cher!
+  8. Ted Danson remake of "The Jazz Singer"                         
+  7. Ross Perot CD (manufacturing error - skips and keeps      
+     repeating the same thing over and over)
+  6. Senator Robert Packwood's Guide to Gettin' The Babes
+  5. Three words: Gifs, Gifs, Gifs!  
+  4. Michael Jackson's Around-The-World Getaway tour 
+     (Kids fly free!)
+  3. Find Fabio kid's activity book 
+  2. 28.8k Modem/Fax/food dehydrator (from Ronco)
+  1. Beavis and Butthead's Book of Social Etiquette 
+     (fire damage sale - 50% off)
+
+          Technically The Night Before Christmas
+       
+
+
+T'was the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding
+the annual yuletide celebration, and throughout  our place of
+residence, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the
+possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic
+rodent known as Mus Musculus.  Hosiery was meticulously
+suspended from the forward edge of the woodburning caloric
+apparatus, pursuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an
+imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose
+folkloric appellations is the honorific St. Nicholas.
+                        
+The prepubescent siblings, comfortably ensconced in their
+respective accomodations of repose, were experiencing
+subconcious visual hallucinations of variegated fruit confections
+moving rhythmically through their cerebrums.  My conjugal partner
+and I, attired in our nocturnal head coverings, were about to take
+slumbrous advantage of the hibernal darkness when upon the
+avenaceous exterior portion of the grounds there ascended such a
+cacaphony of dissonance that I felt compelled to arise with alacrity
+from my place of repose for the purpose of ascertaining the
+precise source thereof.
+                        
+Hastening to the casement, I forthwith opened the barriers
+sealing this fenestration, noting thereupon that the lunar brilliance
+without, reflected as it was on the surface of a recent
+crystalline precipitation, might be said to rival that of the solar
+meridian itself--thus permitting my incredulous optical sensory organs
+to behold a miniature airbourne runnered conveyance drawn by eight
+diminutive specimens of the genus Rangifer, piloted by a
+minuscule, aged chauffeur so ebullient and nimble that it became
+instantly apparent to me that he was indeed our anticipated caller.
+With his ungulate motive power traveling at what may possibly
+have been more vertiginous velocity that patriotic alar predacates,
+he vociferated loudly, expelled breath musically through contracted
+labia, and addressed each of the octet by his or her respective
+cognomen--"now Dasher, now Dancer..." et al.--guiding them
+to the uppermost exterior level of our abode, through which
+structure I could readily distinguish the concatenations of each of
+the 32 cloven pedal extremities.
+                        
+As I retracted my cranium from its erstwhile location, and was
+performing a 180 degree pivot, our distinguished visitant
+achieved--with utmost celerity and via a downward leap--entry by
+way of the smoke passage.  He was clad entirely in animal pelts
+soiled by the ebon residue from oxidations of carboniferous fuels
+which had accumulated on the walls thereof.  his resemblance to a
+street vendor i attributed largely to the plethora of assorted
+playthings which he bore dorsally in a commodious cloth
+receptacle.
+                        
+His orbs were scintillant with reflected luminosity, while his
+submaxillary dermal indentations gave every evidence of engaging
+amiability.  The capillaries of his malar regions and nasal
+appurtenance were engorged with blood which suffused the sub-
+cutaneous layers, the former approximating the coloration of
+albion's floral emblem, the latter that of the Prunus Avium, or
+sweet cherry.  His amusing sub and supralabials resembled nothing
+so much as a common loop knot, and their ambient hirsute facial
+adonment appeared like small, tabular and columnar crystals of
+frozen water.
+                        
+Clenched firmly between his incisors was a smokingpiece whose
+grey fumes, forming a tenuous ellipse about his occiput, were
+suggestive of a decorative seasonal circlet of holly.  His visage was
+wider than it was high, and when he waxed audibly mirthful, his
+corpulent abdominal region undulated in the manner of
+impectinated fruit syrup in a hemispherical container.  He was, in
+short, neither more nor less than an obese, jocund, multi-
+genarian gnome, the optical perception of whom rendered me
+visibly frolicsome despite every effort to refrain from so being. By
+rapidly lowering and then elevating one eyelid and rotating his
+head slightly to one side, he indicated that trepidation on my part was
+groundless.
+
+Without utterance and with dispatch, he commenced filling the
+aforementioned previously dorsally transported cloth receptacle.
+Upon completion of this task, he executed an abrupt about-face,
+placed a single manual digit in lateral juxtaposition to his olfactory
+organ, inclined his cranium forward in a gesture of leave-taking,
+and forthwith effected his egress by renegotiating (in reverse) the
+smoke passage.  He then propelled himself in a short vector onto his
+conveyance, directed a musical expulsion of air through his
+contracted oral sphincter to the antlered quadrupeds of burden,
+and proceeded to soar aloft in a movement hitherto observable
+chiefly among the seed bearing portions of a common weed. But I
+overheard his vehiculation beyond the limits of visibility: "ecstatic
+yuletide to the planetary constituency, and to the selfsame
+assemblage, my sincerest wishes for a salubrious beneficial and
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+
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+               U.S.A. 
+
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+fifth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Heck, I'll even send you a *registered* version of my shareware program,
+Quote! v1.4 (a random quote generator) What could be better than that?
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we're going to begin PAYING for accepted
+ submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a bi-annual "best
+ of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+ categories will receive substantial cash prizes.
+
+ These changes will take effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ bi-annual awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, bi-annual cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission.
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the bi-annual award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+BI-ANNUAL CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category.
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ bi-annual awards.
+
+ Bi-annual prize amounts
+ -----------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the bi-annual awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop.
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Common, Writers,
+                    or Poetry Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you
+                    put a ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper
+                    left-hand corner, it'll be routed directly to my
+                    BBS.
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If 
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as 
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address 
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen.
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 60 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by a BBS in the
+ United Kingdom, one in Canada, and three in Portugal. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, and Scotland.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... (214) 264-8920
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathama Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+    
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9312.ZIP. After Jan. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9401.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9311.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+'Tis the season to be jolly! Well, not everyone can afford to live up to
+that positive assessment of the holiday season. There are a lot of
+people out there less fortunate then you and I.
+
+Should you feel guilty about that? Feel guilty because you have a better
+job, have been luckier in life? Of course not. Should you use a little
+of what you DO have to help others? That's up to you.
+
+Around Christmas time, we all find ourselves feeling a bit more
+charitable, a bit more friendly. We might drop a few coins into the
+Salvation Army drum. We might even give a little to charity, or perhaps
+even buy a homeless person a meal. 
+
+If we can do these things at Christmas time - give a little more of
+ourselves than we normally give, open up our hearts to those around us -
+who's to say we can't make it a year long trend? There *are* people out
+there less fortunate than us, and their population grows year after
+year. We can't close our eyes to it. 
+
+Is it your responsibility to help them? That's a question you need to
+ask yourself, and not one that I can answer for you. We're all alike,
+you know. We all have dreams, we all have fears, we all love, we all
+hate. We're all human. Perhaps we could all be a little more human, all
+year round?
+
+On a lighter note, Dallas, Texas is hosting Winterfest '93, a local BBS
+party. Proceeds from the event (it costs $5.00 and a can of unopened
+food or unwrapped toy to get in the door) will go to Toys For Tots, the
+North Texas Food Bank, and to Pediatrtic AIDS research. Have fun and
+help someone else out in the process. What could be better? 
+
+Check out the Winterfest '93 advertisement on page 39 for more details. 
+To RSVP or just find out more about the party, call Fireside Chat BBS at
+(214) 333-2357, logon as JOE PARTY using the password: RSVP, and go to
+the RSVP menu. Alternately, you can write Glenda Thompson via FIDOnet at
+1:124/6108. 
+
+Try to attend this event, if you can. If you can't, (it's quite likely
+you're reading this in London or Japan) consider donating a bit of time
+or money to a charitable cause local to you. 'Tis the season to be
+jolly, after all . . .
+
+Thanks, and have a great holiday season!
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+
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+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  Volume II, Issue 1                       January 1st, 1994
+
+  Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+  Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+  Staff of STTS.............................................
+  >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+  STTS Mailbag..............................................
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News.....................
+  The Question & Answers Session............................
+  Answer Me!.....................................Liz Shelton
+  My View: Healthcare.........................L. Shawn Aiken  
+  Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+  >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<  
+  A Plausible Model for Space Combat............Robert McKay  
+  STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+  >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+  (Movie) Geronimo: An American Legend.........Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Beethoven's 2nd......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Wayne's World 2......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Music) Now You Are My Home/Cliff Eberhardt....Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Spare Ass Annie/William S. Burroughs...Liz Shelton
+  (Music) Alapalooza/Weird Al Yankovic.......Heather DeRouen
+  (Book)  Lady Slings The Booze/Spider Robinson..Joe DeRouen 
+  (Book)  The Adept/Kurtz & Harris...........Thomas Van Hook
+  (Book)  Mr. Murder/Dean Koontz.............Heather DeRouen
+   ÿ        Advertisement-Legend of The Red Dragon  
+  >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+  The Caravan.....................................A.M.Eckard  
+  He Comes on Ancient Winds.....................Robert McKay
+  Enokrad's Tail..............................L. Shawn Aiken  
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software       
+  >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+  Perspective................................Thomas Van Hook
+  Irony...............................................Tamara
+  The Real Inheritan................................Jim Reid
+  Borodino Landing..............................Mark Denslow   
+  I Fear......................................Patricia Meeks
+  What We Say....................................J. Guenther
+  Choked Out Blossom..........................Michie Sidwell
+  Open Wide....................................David Ziegler
+   ÿ       ÿÿÿÿAdvertisement-Chrysalis BBS  
+  >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+  Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+  Curmudgeon.......................................Al Ruffin
+  You're Had A Happy NYE If..........J. DeRouen & A. Unknown
+  >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+  How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+  ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+  Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+  Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+  Contact Points............................................
+  Distribution Sites........................................
+  Distribution Via Networks.................................
+  End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+
+
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+.  The Shadows   .  ÛÛ . ÛÛ .ÛÛ  ÛÛ. ÛÛ . ÛÛ   ÛÛ..
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+.January 1st   . ÜÜ. ÜÜ.    ÜÜ.ÜÜ.  ..
+  ...   ÜÜ.ÜÜ. ÜÜ.ÜÜ..
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÜÜÜÜÄÄÜÜÜÜÜÜÄÄÜÜÜÜÜÜÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÜÜÜÜÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+......   (c)1994,JD
+
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+First and foremost, Happy New Year to each and every one of you!
+
+1993 was a year of mixed emotions for me. A lot of good things happened
+to me and mine, as did a lot of bad things. Mostly, for me, 1993 was a
+year of change. 
+
+We saw a democrat take the presidency for the first time in twelve
+years. (and do a pretty decent job, in this publisher's opinion) We saw
+a lot of turmoil around the world. We saw a lot of changes, both
+locally, nationally, and world-wide. Changes are what makes the world go
+around, I suppose.
+
+In my personal life, I realized the 10 year ambition of putting up a
+BBS. Starting a electronic magazine has been an ambition of mine for
+only about 2 years, but one just as important and one that I managed to
+fulfill quite nicely. In 1993, I managed to have a few more stories and
+articles published, and work my way towards making a living as a writer.
+I'm not quite there yet, but I'm getting closer.
+
+1993 saw my wife Heather continue to do battle against cancer. The
+doctors tried a lot of different treatments, with varying degrees of
+success. I'm confident that she'll beat the disease and live a long,
+fulfilling life at my side. It's just something I *know*.
+
+With this issue, we start Volume II of the magazine. Thank all of you
+for supporting the magazine thus far, and I hope you'll stick with us
+for future issues to come. 
+
+Happy New Year!
+
+Joe DeRouen, Dec. 22nd 1993
+
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Liz Shelton............................Answer Me Column
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Articles
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Liz Shelton works in an office all day, but by night she pokes around
+  on her computer (to include a large portion of BBSing), and practices
+  her guitar (she needs a LOT more practice).  Liz likes to write when
+  she gets the notion, as long as she doesn't have to be too serious.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Shawn Aiken............................Fiction
+  Lucia Chambers.........................RIP Cover
+  Mark Denslow...........................Poetry
+  A.M. Eckard............................Fiction
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Jim Reid...............................Poetry
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Al Ruffin..............................Humour
+  Michie Sidwell.........................Poetry
+  Author Unknown.........................Humour
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry
+  David Ziegler..........................Poetry
+
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do, live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Chrles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  A.M.Eckard started out writing short fiction and poetry in college and
+  then drifted away from it for twenty years. He spent that time
+  enamored of becoming a "Renaissance Man". He became a generalist in a
+  time of specialists and is finally getting back to writing. He can be
+  reached through the Internet as arthur.eckard@the-spa.com.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  Jim Reid is a hard-working federal employee who lives in Virginia with
+  his lovely wife Kris and two equally pretty daughters.  He manages
+  people for a living, programs shareware for the challenge, and writes
+  poetry to vent the stresses created by the other two activities.
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk.
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Michie Sidwell lives with his mother about 25 miles south of
+  Washington, DC., in the large shopping town of Waldorf, MD. He spends
+  a lot of time in nightclubs in DC that cater to the gothic/alternative
+  music scene. Working for a art supply store, Michie spends his free
+  hours with his computer and writing poetry. He plans to attend college
+  in the near future.
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, a sargent in the Air Force, currently lives in
+  Germany with his wife and new baby. Although he enjoys the beautiful
+  countryside there, they are all looking forward to coming home for a
+  visit this winter.  A poet for several years, Thomas delves into the
+  essence of his works with characteristic clarity and honesty.
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties.
+
+  David's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away to a few
+  friends. He then started  writing Satirical Prose and found it a great
+  stress reliever.  He lives in Sacramento with his wife Gloria and two
+  cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which gives him fodder
+  for the keyboard.  Writing to David is a kind of cleansing it is
+  something that when he has to do it he has no choice. By the same
+  token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his head.
+
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+
+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, we'll pull a letter or two out of our mailbag and see what
+ we wind. We reserve the right to edit for clarity and space, of course.
+ All letters will be answered, though may not necessarily appear between
+ these electronic pages.]
+
+
+
+Joe:
+
+Well, it's about time I wrote you a note concerning SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS.  It's a good, solid entry into the world of electronic
+magazines, and I'm not just saying that because you publish my work,
+feeble as it is. 
+
+Thought I'd take some time to reflect on the December 1993 issue,
+starting with "Yule," by Brigid Childs.  Brigid does a great job of
+explaining holiday symbols as derived from pagan times (her
+"Halloween" article in the October issue was equally informative), but
+I still find myself yearning for more.  I would have liked a treatise
+on *how* and *why* the early church incorporated the pagan symbols,
+the historical hue-and-cry that arose from both sides over the
+appropriation, and the present-day deniability that certain born-
+agains, Pentecostals, and Holy Rollers (fundies, tonguies, and
+rollies, according to a friend of mine) have attached to these self-
+same symbols.  But that wasn't the point, was it?  I'm looking forward
+to Brigid's piece on the vernal equinox, sure to appear in your March
+issue, right?  (Hint, hint.)
+
+"State of the Art For Awhile":  I started on VIC-20s, too, but never
+got into the online community until my C-64 and its "blazingly-fast"
+1200 baud modem.  One point in your article that I'd like to pick at,
+though:  you state your wife's company bought her a Twincom 9600
+modem, then a paragraph later you say that lightning paid a visit to
+*your* Twincom 9600 (after you had appropriated it for the BBS).
+Already taking advantage of Texas' community property laws, hmmmm?
+
+Survey -- Movie reviews only placed sixth out of nine categories?
+Maybe I need to spice them up, somehow . . . start reviewing adult
+movies, perhaps, or .fli, .gl, and .dl files from adult BBSes.  Wotta
+ya think?
+
+Movie Reviews -- Remind me to proofread, willya?  Thanks.
+
+CD Reviews -- Yer startin' ta sound like a PR flack, Joe.  Gonna go
+work for a record company soon?  <grin>  Wendy Bryson's review of the
+Vince Gill CD was too short, though -- it gave me no real flavor for
+the album.
+
+Book Reviews -- Okay, you've given me a taste, but for some reason,
+I'm not compelled to read JUMPER.  Robert's piece, on the other hand,
+has some meat to it, with something to say about STAR TREK books.
+I'll disagree with him on one point, however:  ST novels are regarded
+as canon by some people who like the subgenre -- all you have to do is
+visit any of the echomail ST conferences to see that many, many people
+regard the novels (*and* the comic books) as canon.  The same thing is
+happening to STAR WARS -- a publishing industry has appeared, and the
+Timothy Zahn books are being treated as canon, to the point that many
+readers think the Zahn trilogy will be the basis for the next movie
+trilogy, despite Lucas' repeated denials.  Some people just carry a
+good thing too far.
+
+Poetry -- My favorite poems this issue are "Personal Notes in Black
+Mirrors," by Michie Sidwell, for its layers within layers, and
+"Mi'Lord," by Patricia Meeks, for its unabashed romanticism.
+
+Fiction:
+
+"Airborne," Robert McKay -- Fascinating idea of an alternate society,
+but the story seems little more than a technical study in aircraft
+repair and crisis management.  I would have liked more about the
+society itself, especially its economic structure.  How did the
+residential flyers pay for refueling and other dirt-based resources?
+(And what happened to the "5 or 6 hours of fuel" the ship had left?
+Could another tanker really have been topped off and rendezvoused
+with them in time?)
+
+"The Squirrels," L. Shawn Aiken -- An amusing little vignette.  "Do
+Not Mock The Suicide Attack Squirrels," indeed!
+
+"The Caravan," A.M. Eckard -- I'm speechless.  I never thought elecmag
+fiction could get as good as this.  Eckard has a talent for rendering
+an "otherwhere" feeling that's almost equal to Ursula K. LeGuin, Jack
+Dann, or Gene Wolfe.  The simplicity of the prose (the sameness of
+sentence structure is annoying, despite the effect Eckard is trying
+for; another trip through the word processor would have helped) belies
+the richness of idea and understanding of atmosphere that speaks to
+Eckard's future publishing success.  Next to Gage Steele (whose prose
+is sorely missed this issue), A.M. Eckard is SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS' most talented find.
+
+Keep up the success, Joe!
+
+
+Yer bit-buddy,
+
+Bruce Diamond
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Since this is a new column, let me tell you a little bit about Sunlight
+Through The Shadows BBS. First and foremost, it's a support BBS for the
+magazine. It's also far more than that, as nearly 300 faithful users can
+attest.
+
+STTS BBS is ran on TriBBS v5.1 software (registered, of course), a 33Mhz
+80386 DX computer, two IDE hard drives (120 meg and 170 meg), a Zoom
+14.4k Fax/Modem, and a VGA monitor. Soon, it'll be hooked up via a LAN
+to a 50Mhz 80486 DX with half a gig of storage space.
+
+It's run on one phone line, and the number is (214) 620-8793. At some
+point in the near future, we hope to add another node as well as a 28.8k
+Fax/Modem. 
+
+One last thing - it's entirely free. Donations are accepted (so far,
+I've only received one) but you can't buy higher access. Access is
+completely, 100% FREE.
+
+STTS BBS carries 30+ doors (games and information), a good deal of them
+registered. We also carry four networks (RIME, Pen & Brush Net, World
+Message Exchange, and PlanoNet) as well as a large file area. The file
+area specializes in electronic magazines (carrying the entire back issue
+run of several!), texts on all subjects, and shareware text adventure
+games. Of course, there's also a wide variety of other programs to be
+had, including BBS doors, telecommunication packages, arcade/adventure
+games, offline mail readers, and more! Additionally, STTS BBS is a
+support BBS for TriBBS software and carries just about all the programs
+available out there for TriBBS. STTS BBS is also a regional HUB for Pen
+& Brush Net (P&BNet) as well as a HUB for World Message Exchange (WME).
+Lastly, we're a member of the American BBS Association. 
+
+About 70% of the callers are from Texas, as it's a Dallas-based BBS. The
+other 30%, however, are from just about everywhere else. Oklahoma,
+California, Virginia, Oregon, Kansas, Illinois - you name it. We've had
+several people from Canada and the UK call as well. Most of the long
+distance callers are SysOps calling to download STTS Magazine every
+month (those that don't get it through the net) but there's several
+"just plain users" who call to participate in the message base or
+download files. 
+
+Now that I've told you a little about STTS BBS, let me tell you exactly
+what this column intends to cover:
+
+Each month, we'll discuss additions and upgrades to the BBS as well as
+new door games added, nets or conferences added, and just general news
+about the BBS. We'll divide it into two sections - BBS News and Net
+News. With that said, away we go . . .  
+
+
+BBS News: 
+
+I've added several new registered door games to the system, including
+Seth Able's great LEGEND OF THE RED DRAGON and PLANETS: THE EXPLORATION
+OF SPACE games. Just yesterday, I added T&J Software's classic LEMONADE
+game. T&J Software's ONLINE LEGAL ADVISOR will join the list soon.
+
+LEGEND OF THE RED DRAGON (LORD) is by and large the most popular door on
+the BBS right now, beating out the next closest (PLANETS) by nearly a
+two-to-one margin. SCRABBLE, created by Christopher Hall, takes the
+third place spot. READROOM (Michael Gibbs' wonderful elec. magazine
+reader, without which this magazine would be in a totally different
+form) grabs the fourth place slot, and to round out the top five, Jim
+Samples' great word game WORD CHALLENGE. CHAT WITH SANTA, a freeware
+door by Rich Waugh, (the maker of SHAMPAGE) was also a much-frequented
+door during the holiday season. 
+
+The most popular download for December was SUN9312.ZIP, the December
+issue of this magazine. Number two was BGI12.ZIP, a full-color tutorial
+on the Internet for novices and experts alike. Number three was MCI.ZIP,
+a text file explaining MCI's new PC Connect plan. The fourth most
+popular file was TBRSH102.ZIP, a companion program for THEDRAW. The
+fifth most popular file was CTM9312.ZIP, ComputerTalk Magazine. 
+
+The top five local message writers were 1) Joe DeRouen, 2) Lisa Tamara, 
+3) Daniel Nations, 4) Margaret Grace, and 5) Robert McKay.
+
+Not counting myself, Tim Bellomy contributed the most uploads, followed
+by Alissa Harvey, Don Bird, Sara Levinson, and Danny Grider.
+
+
+
+Net News:   
+
+We've now got STTS Magazine conferences on both Pen & Brush Net
+and RIME. Check 'em out! (SysOps: Please consider picking up these
+conferences. On RIME, the channel number is 448. On P&BNet, IF you're
+using Postlink, it's 1108. If you're *not* using Postlink, ask your HUB
+SysOp)
+
+We've also added several new conferences from WME (thanks to finding a
+local HUB, Tim Bellomy's Bucket Bored BBS) as well as a few from RIME.
+As always, STTS BBS carries the full line up of Pen & Brush Net
+conferences.  
+
+The top five netmail message writers were 1) Lucia Chambers, 2) Joe
+DeRouen, 3) Robert McKay, 4) Brian Whatcott, and 5) Michael Gibbs. 
+
+The top five requested files via any of the nets on STTS was 
+1) SUN9312.ZIP, 2) P&BPOST.ZIP (info packet on P&BNet), 3) RDRM30.ZIP
+(ReadRoom v3.0 reading door), 4) ADAMSFAQ.ZIP (text file on everything
+you ever wanted to know about SF writer Doug Adams), and 5) LITES29.ZIP
+(issue 29 of Bruce Diamond's movie review elec. magazine LIGHTS OUT).  
+
+All in all, December was a great month for the BBS. If there's anything
+that wasn't covered in this column that you'd like to see covered next
+month, drop me a line.
+
+
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "What will you remember most
+about 1993? Why?"
+
+A lot of things happened this year, on world, national, local, and
+personal levels. Here's a few thoughts from STTS readers on what 1993
+meant to them.
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES>
+Number  : 21     of     30       Date : 12/05/93 02:23
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Joe Derouen
+To      : All     
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+People,
+ 
+For the Jan. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+ 
+"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+ 
+As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+Many thanks,
+ 
+  Joe
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 13521  of  13549       Date : 12/06/93 08:25
+Reply To: 13320
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Robert Mckay
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+My fourteenth anniversary.  At least one reason why should be obvious,
+but another is the fact that my first pastor performed a church wedding
+for us on Sunday that was the date.  We'd never had a church wedding -
+only a lot of paperwork formalities at the US Embassy in Seoul, Korea.
+ 
+In second place - I know you didn't ask, but <g> - is my discovery a)
+that Rush Limbaugh exists, b) who he is, and c) that he says what I've
+long believed. <gd&r *extremely* fast>
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.01 11-1111 þ She   ÄÄKISS
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 29807  of  29872       Date : 12/05/93 18:00
+Reply To: 29300
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Aline Thompson
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+JD>As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+JD>in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+JD>gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+I remember Southern California flooding in the early part of the year.
+After five years of drought it was debatable whether to laugh or cry at
+the overabundance of water.
+I remember Southern California on fire two consecutive weeks.
+Television covering the fires on all the local stations except channel
+13 which showed a Clippers Basketball game.
+ 
+Actually in a few years I will have difficulty remembering what year it
+was that floods were followed by fire.
+ 
+Let's see when was the Landers' earthquake?  90?  91?
+ 
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ Win without boasting; lose without excuses
+ * The MOG-UR'S EMS þ Granada Hills, CA þ 818-366-1238/8929 þ 21.6K D/S
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  MOGUR (#323) : RelayNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 30017  of  30067       Date : 12/08/93 16:43
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Dale Lehman
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+Huh??  That was only ONE year???
+ 
+JD>As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+  >in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+  >gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+Sure, if you think it's worth it.
+ 
+                                                                -- Dale
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ All wiyht.  Rho sritched mg kegtops awound?
+ þ [R2.00q] MetroLink:  Scintillation BBS þ Lombard, IL þ (708)953-4922
+ * The DC Information Exchange (703)836-0748
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  DCINFO (#16) : MetroLink(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================  
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 30019  of  30067       Date : 12/08/93 16:43
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Dave Bates  
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+From a personal perspective, I will remember 1993 as being the year that
+I first seriously began writing.  After a series of false starts and
+much self analysis, complete with uncountable doubts, I closed my eyes
+and had at it.  After several attempts, I found that I still have a lot
+to learn.
+
+From a broader perspective, 1993 will be the beginning of grandiose
+political and economic change in America.  The election of Clinton as
+President is only the tip of the iceberg.  The chain of events that has
+begun could not have been altered by any one individual.  1993 will be,
+IMO, the year that the United States of America began its long and
+steady decline from world economic domination.
+
+
+---
+ þ TLX v2.30 þ Next to the Army, McDonald's trains the most Americans.
+ þ Cam-Mail þ P&BNet(tm) þ Bill & Hilary's BBS þElkhart INþ219-295-6206
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================  
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 6745   of   6759       Date : 12/09/93 08:58
+Confer  : Net Chat <WME>
+From    : Joe Klemmer
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+ JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+    Getting Carpal Tunnel Syndrome from all the messaging I've done.
+ 
+    I will be needing surgery for it.  :-(
+ 
+ * SLMR 2.1a * Internet: klemmerj@hoffman-emh1.army.mil
+---
+ þ TriNet: [WME] My UnKnown BBS * Springfield,VA * (703)690-0669 {1:109/370}
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 23     of     23       Date : 12/13/93 16:34
+Reply To: 21
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Tricia Meeks
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+Even though my mom passed away this past September..I choose to not 
+remember her death but her life as she lived it.  She was one of the 
+most courageous and willfull persons I have ever known.  As she fought 
+emphysemia for the past 8 years, she never gave into her pain, but 
+always gave everything she had to others and her family, even to her 
+last breath as she told us she loved us.  Her will carried her through. 
+She only gave into her illness, in her final week when she decided to 
+go to the hospital.  Hahahaha...SHE decided that was when she was going 
+to go....:)  That was my mom.  She would never admit that she was 
+feeling bad and worried about us to the point of over exerting herself. 
+When I look at myself, I hope that when the time comes that I leave 
+this world with as much grace and strength as she did.  Mom little did 
+you know that you taught me so much about the beauty one can bear.  I 
+love you.
+  
+...Tricia...
+========================================================================
+ 
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 14245  of  14270       Date: 12/06/93 14:12
+Confer  : NetChat <WME> 
+From    : Glenda Blackwell
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Hi Joe:
+ 
+ 
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+That's an easy one!  The Great Blizzard of 93!  March 13, 1993.
+Tennessee as well as many other state recorded the largest amount of
+snowfall in 24 hours in History.  I think the actual recorded amount was
+somewhere around 24-30 inches depending on the area!  I had 36 on my
+back deck and drifts of up to seven feet in the driveway! Many homes
+were without power for days and most phone lines were down!  I was very
+lucky though not to loose electricity or phone during the course of the
+storm!  It was definately an experience, although I don't have any
+horror stories to tell, I simply stayed in the house for 4 days and
+<S>top, <N>onstop, <ENTER> for more? 
+                                    
+listened to the radio and tv of all the dilemas that others were facing!
+Yes  I survied the Great Blizzard of "93"
+ 
+Glenda Blackwell
+Jacksboro, Tennessee
+ 
+ 
+ * OLX 2.1 TD * Since life goes on, I might as well get on with it!
+---
+ þ TriNet: Rising Star * Jacksboro,Tenn * 615-566-9778
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 14259  of  14270       Date: 12/08/93 08:55
+Confer  : NetChat <WME> 
+From    : Sean Mcclanahan
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Memorable Events Of '93
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+GB> JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+The great Dupe Storm of 1993...
+ 
+The MailHub saw thousands of messages pass through in a matter of days
+- and most of them old material...  ;-)
+ 
+Sean
+ 
+---
+ þ KWQ/2 1.2d NR þ Use your own tagline - this one is MINE!
+ þ TriNet: WME:Janus Mail Hub
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 14262  of  14270       Date: 12/07/93 07:22
+Confer  : NetChat <WME>
+From    : Ted Michel
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+
+Hi Joe,
+    I will remeber 1993 because that is when I got into computers and
+started a BBS. Right now in my life I don't think I would be the same
+person if it wasn't for the freinds I have found though computers.
+Specially the people who have Helped my set up my board they are a
+great group of people. TWTL
+TED
+---
+ þ TriNet: WME: * Barter Town * Pinellas Park, FL * (813)545-1492
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 28     of     28       Date : 12-19-93 16:49
+Reply To: 21
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Tommy Van Hook
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+I think I will remember my visit back here to Dallas.  It's a
+special time for me to re-connect with the friends that I
+consider my "family".  They are the special parts of my life,
+which never change -- despite the changes that occur in their
+lives and my own.
+---
+ þ MegaMail 2.10 #0:If you ain't got a Tag-line, fake it!
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 500    of    503       Date : 12/18/93 08:59
+Reply To: 462
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME>
+From    : Lisa Tamara
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> For the Jan. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+JD> and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+JD>  
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+For me, and many of the people I care about it was a year of dramatic 
+change.....changes brought about not by anger or force, but by the 
+acceptance of what is.  
+ 
+Had friends who broke off relationships that hadnt been working for 
+quite some time.....had both friends and relatives finally accept that 
+they were gay and start learning to be happy about it......more than 
+one or two friends had 'blowouts' with family members that in some 
+cases halted destructive relationships, and in others put them on the 
+road to healing... Two good friends of mine (two couples) witnessed the 
+birth of their first born this year....and several of us have mourned 
+the loss of family members.
+ 
+All in all......I'd say it was a good year....one filled with joy & 
+honesty even while fraught with the pain of transition.
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 30     of     30       Date : 12/29/93 23:12
+Reply To: 21
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Heather Derouen
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+What I'll remember most about 1993 is that it seems that I spent the 
+entire year at doctors' offices.  Why?  Because I spent almost the 
+entire year at doctors' offices.
+ 
+Oh, yes, and having the chance to spend another year with my always 
+wonderful and ever-more-darling husband.
+ 
+Heather DeRouen
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 462    of    462       Date : 12/28/93 10:27
+Confer  : News <P&BNet>
+From    : Sylvia Ramsey
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>People,
+ 
+JD>For the Jan. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+  >and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+ 
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+The year of 1993 will remain etched in my mind because my son was sent
+to Somalia in September.  Again, I watched the news reports as I sat on
+the edge of my chair feeling the fear a mother feels when her child is
+in danger.  I remember talking to him on the phone with sounds of
+gunfire and tracers heard in the background.  Again, I tied a yellow
+ribbon in front of my house and still it waits for his return.
+ 
+I will remember 1993 because of the violence that surrounds us all.
+Not just the violence of war in far off countries; but, the violence in
+our everyday world.  A world where children take guns to school and kill
+classmates.  A world where strangers kill strangers and children are
+stalked and killed by unknown assailants.
+ 
+I will remember 1993 because of the hope I can still retain because I
+saw people unselfishly helping their fellow men in times of disaster.
+It let me see that, for all the negative things in this world of ours,
+there is still a little heart and soul left and as long as it exists we
+still have a chance.
+---
+ * QMPro 1.50 42-7046 * There is no joy in life like the joy of sharing.
+ þ TNet 3.90 ÷ P&BNet - The Imperial Palace 706-592-1344
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+
+As always, I'll now attempt to answer my own question..
+
+What will I remember most about 1993? In all honesty, probably this
+magazine and my BBS. After ten years of wanting to start a BBS, I
+finally just decided to do it. I've only wanted to publish an
+electronic magazine for a little over three years, but I managed to
+reach that goal as well. I really enjoyed the BBSing part of my life
+in 1993.
+
+Waco, Texas springs to mind as well, on the list of things I'll remember.
+So many lives lost, for no real reason. Truly, it was a sad time in
+american history. 
+
+Good things, bad things. Happy times, sad times. As I said elsewhere in
+this issue, 1993 was a year of change. 
+
+Thank you to all of you readers out there for reading (and hopefully
+enjoying!) STTS magazine. Have a great 1994!
+
+
+
+ANSWER ME!
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                          ANSWER ME!
+
+
+Did you ever have a question about your computer or some software, and
+you just didn't know where to go to find the answer?  Well, in this
+column I'll be attempting to clear up any questions (big or small) that
+any of you may have.  I'm not claiming to be an expert by any means, but
+I am resourceful and I'll do whatever necessary to find an appropriate
+answer for any questions relating to computers, software, or general
+BBSing. 
+
+You may direct any questions to me at Sunlight Through the Shadow's BBS,
+Pen & Brush Net, RIME, WME, or via Internet (liz.shelton@chrysalis.org).
+Send me some work to do so I won't have to bug Joe for another column!
+And best wishes for a hap hap happy New Year! 
+
+
+My View
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+
+The National Health Care Plan - Blessing or Curse?
+
+by
+
+L. Shawn Aiken
+
+        There have been many times in the last 217 years when the
+federal government has stepped in when they felt that state governments
+could not handle the situation.  Noble causes have been fought.  Slavery
+was abolished and the right to vote has been granted to virtually every
+citizen of age.  Other problems have been addressed, such as aging and
+illness, with programs such as Social Security and Medicare.  But the
+benefits of these programs are at some points obscure while the
+problems, such as the outrageous costs, are extremely evident.  The
+entire issue of national health has been toyed with and fiddled at for
+some time.  Now President Clinton, in one sweeping move, plans to fix
+everything.  But what exactly is the National Healthcare Plan?  What
+will it do?  And after it has done it, what will we have?  But the first
+question that should be asked is why. 
+        In "Health Security, The President's Report to the American People", 
+President Clinton stated " . . .  more than two million Americans lose 
+their health coverage every month.  Many get it back within a few weeks or 
+a few months, but every day a growing number of Americans are counted 
+among the more than 37 million who go without health insurance - including 
+9.5 million children . . . At the root of the problem lies our health 
+insurance system, which gives insurance companies the right to pick and 
+choose whom to cover. Risk selection and underwriting - the practice of 
+identifying the healthiest people, who pose the least risk - divide 
+consumers into rigid categories used to deny coverage to sick or old 
+people, or set high premium rates."  Thus, if a person gets ill, can't pay 
+for it himself, and doesn't have insurance, the government eventually gets 
+the bill.  This is why President Clinton says we need healthcare reform.
+        President Clinton blames the insurance system, and thus the 
+insurance companies involved.  But what is insurance?  Here is a 
+definition of insurance from Webster's Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary : 
+"coverage by contract whereby one party undertakes to indemnity or 
+guarantee another against loss by a specified contingency or peril."  The 
+first know insurance policies appeared in 3000 BC in Babylon.  People 
+would insure sea merchant against loss of their ships.  The better 
+maintained a merchant's ship was, the less he had to pay because it was 
+less likely to sink.  Merchants with poor ships had to pay more.  Thus it 
+has been for the last 5000 years.  Insurance companies gamble on the 
+likelihood that you and your insured items are going to be okay.  They 
+make sure that they know the odds because, after all, they are in it for 
+the money.  It seems that the President believes that health insurance 
+companies should have insure everybody, regardless of health history.  
+This runs contrary to the whole business of insurance.
+        The purpose of the proposed Health Security Act is "To ensure 
+individual and family security through health care coverage for all 
+Americans in a manner that contains the rate of growth in health care 
+costs and promotes responsible health insurance practices, to promote 
+choice in health care, and to ensure and protect the health care of all 
+Americans."  A majority of the act outlines how citizens will be 
+guaranteed health care coverage.  All of this fine tuning is for naught, 
+for as Clinton said, ". . . if an insurance company tries to drop you for 
+any reason, you will still be covered, because that will be illegal."  If 
+this is enforced, insurance companies will fail unless propped up with 
+government subsidies.  Then the health insurance companies will be little 
+more than government agencies.
+        The other part of the Health Security Act is "to contain the rate of 
+growth in health care costs."  Why is health care so high?  It is said 
+that this is because demand is so great.  But that violates what every 
+student in high school economics is taught!  As demand increases, supply 
+increases, and as supply increases, prices drop because of competition.  
+Any movement otherwise is indicative of a monopoly.  But where is the 
+monopoly?  Hospitals, drug manufacturers, and other health related 
+industries are not owned by one big corporation.  The only relation they 
+really have is the American Medical Association.  But the AMA doesn't have 
+a monopoly on health care, or does it?  The AMA IS the monopoly.  If 
+President Clinton were to trust bust the AMA, perhaps the rate of growth 
+in health care costs could be contained.  But nowhere in the Health 
+Security Act is there such a proposal.  It is unlikely that it even could 
+be trust busted, because it operates under entirely different guidelines.
+        The only thing really salvageable thing from President Clinton's 
+Healthcare Plan is buried deep within the legislation.  It involves 
+preventative medicine and health education.  This is the only real way the 
+health care crisis can be handled.  Most of the more expensive medical, 
+such as cancer, can be handled relatively more inexpensively when detected 
+early.  If preventative medicine and health education were increased, 
+health care would go down.  This is not to say your standard free clinics 
+and a single health care course in high school, but something much 
+broader.  A special class in high school on preventative medicine, with 
+perhaps refresher courses later in life.  Frequent, and perhaps somewhat 
+mandatory checkups at free clinics or from a person's own doctor.  And 
+there are many other things that can be done if people are encouraged to 
+do, such as improving diet, and so on.
+        The nation is on a quest to alleviate the crippling costs of 
+healthcare, led by President Clinton.  He, along with his wife, have 
+rushed to create an answer for all the nation's healthcare needs.  But in 
+doing so he has overlooked some facts.  Health insurance companies are no 
+place to look to in solving our health care problems.  They are gamblers 
+looking for profit.  Of course they provide a service to us, but enforcing 
+them to do so is not feasible and will force them out of business and 
+cripple the economy as the government has to take up the slack. It is up 
+to us, with the government helping, to educate our citizens to maintain 
+healthy lifestyles and engage in preventative medicine.  The less people 
+that are sick, the smaller the nation's medical bill will be.  Then the 
+insurance companies will be more obliged to carry everyone possible.  And 
+perhaps being healthy will send a message to the medical monopoly that we 
+CAN live without them, so perhaps they should wise up and use medicine as 
+a tool, rather than a profit making device.  We have the knowledge to be 
+healthy.  We should use it.
+
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THIS ISSUE...
+
+Happy New Year! Check out MY VIEW, a new monthly feature which will give
+a reader/writer the chance to express his viewpoint. 
+
+You may have noticed a rather different look for this issue of STTS
+Magazine - compartmentalized sections. Thanks to Michael Gibbs and
+Readroom/Reader 3.0 (released a few months ago) STTS now has a more
+streamlined look and it's easier to find just what it is you're looking
+for. 
+
+Please welcome Liz Shelton to the writing staff of STTS Magazine. She'll
+be contributing various CD reviews as well as a monthly question and
+answer column, ANSWER ME.
+
+
+NEXT ISSUE...
+
+The February issue will focus on Valentine's Day, love, and the general
+gaiety that seems to ensue around this time of year. There'll be
+fiction, articles, and poetry (to be sure!) devoted to the holiday. 
+
+
+
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+A Plausible Model for Space Combat in Science Fiction Writing
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
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+
+
+
+       *A Plausible Model for Space Combat in Science Fiction Writing*
+                                   an essay
+                               by Robert McKay
+                      Copyright (C) 1993 by Robert McKay
+
+
+    By now, the *Star Wars* model of space combat is well-known even to those
+few who have never seen any of the movies in that series.  The image of
+fighters - either single or multi-seat types - zooming through the vacuum,
+dodging and performing acrobatics as atmospheric fighters do, is indelibly
+impressed on the collective consciousness of America.  This is true even of
+those people who do not like science fiction.
+    But this model is fatally flawed.  The ships of *Star Wars* and other
+such productions are behaving as though they were in atmosphere, and such is
+not the case.  Space is a vacuum - there is no atmosphere.  Thus, acrobatics
+are not possible.  There can be no banks, no wide sweeping turns, no loops,
+and no dog fights.  These things are part of aerial combat because they are
+necessary and inherent maneuvers when flying aircraft.  They would not be -
+could not be - part of space combat.
+    It seems that from the movie-goer or TV viewer up to the production
+staff, no one is aware of the characteristics of vacuum.  The best layman's
+definition of vacuum is an absence of air.  There is no atmosphere in vacuum;
+captured by the gravitational forces of planets, atmosphere - whether the
+breathable mixture of Terra or the poisonous soups of Venus or Jupiter -re-
+mains trapped around them.  It does not extend from planet to planet, much
+less into interstellar space.
+    This being the case, ailerons, flaps, wings, and other assorted control
+surfaces are useless.  An aircraft rudder is designed to operate in atmo-
+sphere; it swings to the left, and the pressure of the air through which the
+plane is moving swings the nose to the left.  In space, without atmosphere, a
+rudder is as useless as a tail on a tree.  It cannot serve any useful pur-
+pose.  No matter how much it may be swung to the left, there is no atmosphere
+to press against it and yaw the craft to port.
+    If these control surfaces do not function in space, then the maneuvers
+produced by these surfaces are likewise non-existent in space.  Remaining
+with the illustrative rudder, we see that if it does not function in space,
+there can be no yaw in the manner of an aircraft.  Unlike a B-52 coming in
+for a landing, a spacecraft cannot use the rudder to go crabwise.  It's ac-
+celeration is forward, and any acceleration applied from the side while for-
+ward acceleration is in progress will, depending on whether the sideways ac-
+celeration is at the nose, the tail, or amidships, point it in a new direc-
+tion which the craft will then follow or shove it sideways bodily as it con-
+tinues its forward flight.
+    The currently popular space combat model is aerial combat.  We see space
+fighters behaving as do F-15s, F-18s, or A-10s.  As I have discussed, this
+model simply is not valid.  We need, therefore, to leave the air force in the
+air, and find another model for space combat.
+    The naval model is the best.  In our day, of course, the heroes are those
+who climb into a cockpit and do single combat with other men in cockpits.
+The high-tech radars, weapons systems, avionics, and other tools do not
+change the fact that in aerial combat, it is still basically man against man,
+one on one.  This is a romantic notion, but we must discard romance and deal
+with reality in this matter.
+    Without means of maneuvering fighters in the *Stars Wars* manner in vacu-
+um, we must find a more credible way of picturing the thing.  We must discard
+the romance of one-on-one fighter battles, and look to the ancient concept of
+ships, with large crews and serious armament, tackling each other on a more
+sedate, though not any less deadly, basis.  And this model is not devoid of
+romance; until the advent of the air age, the main battle line was the place
+where heroes were found.  The trenches of World War I may have been nasty,
+muddy, filthy places, but at Jutland, German and British admirals could
+charge each other in the wet and fog, hurling great destructive broadsides at
+each other.  The fact that no one really won the Battle of Jutland does not
+in the least detract from the romantic patina of it.  Even in World War II,
+where whole battles of great strategic significance were fought without the
+ships coming within 100 miles of each other, the Battle of San Bernardino
+Strait saw battleships slugging it out, with the classic "crossing the T" ma-
+neuver employed with devastating effect by the American fleet.
+    It is not unromantic to envision fleets or single ships doing battle in
+space.  It is merely less romantic to our modern frame of mind - and as I
+have already iterated and reiterated, that frame of mind is simply unrealis-
+tic.  If we are to base our views of space combat on what is romantic, we
+could do worse than the naval model.
+    It should not be imagined that if man finds himself in space combat all
+will be - with the exception of the arena - precisely as naval battles have
+been.  The three-dimensional nature of the battlefield will approximate aeri-
+al combat - though it will also be reminiscent of submarine warfare.  The
+speeds will be immensely greater - thousands of miles per second are standard
+in space.  Weapons systems, detection methods, and armor - if armor there is
+- will be radically different than those used on current warships.  Moreover,
+regardless of the naval correspondence, it is most likely that any space mil-
+itary will be derived from air forces; sailing ships can't leave the surface,
+while aircraft can approach the edge of space (in fact, during the X-craft
+tests in the 50s and 60s at Edwards Air Force Base in California, rocket pow-
+ered aircraft actually left the atmosphere, entered the lower regions of
+space, and glided back to a controlled landing; they were unfortunately, in
+my view, overshadowed by the Mercury, Gemini, and Apollo programs).
+    What would a space battle be like?  Obviously any description is specula-
+tion; science fiction is what such writing is termed.  However, some charac-
+teristic are, I think, certain enough to be discussed.
+    First, as I have already indicated, the vessels involved will be large,
+with large crews.  The precise size(s) is not important.  However, it seems
+logical to assume that one-man craft will be incapable of carrying the re-
+quired fuel, weapons, and "avionics" (there's a term that will need to
+evolve).  Whether the weapons are unguided or guided missiles or some sort of
+energy weapons, they will themselves be large - probably larger, if missiles,
+than current fighter aircraft.  Though at the speeds that are reached in
+space even a small object can do significant damage, we must assume that the
+opposing craft has made provision for such things in the form of armor and/or
+some type of yet-to-be-invented shielding, and thus we must assume as a cor-
+ollary that ships will mount larger weapons.  If for no other reason, weapons
+of the physical sort will be large due to the requirements of fuel and war-
+head; if they are guided, as seems to be a necessity, the target acquisition
+and lock-on systems will increase the size of the weapon.  Second, the struc-
+    ture of the vessel and crew will approximate the naval pattern.  There
+will be a captain, with a staff of officers.  Whether there is a bridge, a
+combat information center, or some control center that combines these two
+areas, the captain will conn and fight his ship from this specialized loca-
+tion, giving helm and firing orders much as today's naval captains do.  En-
+listed men will man helm and other stations around the ship; the Star Trek
+practice of having all bridge stations manned by officers is unrealistic and
+will not come to pass.  While there will undoubtedly be differences, a modern
+naval officer could be transported onto a space vessel and not find any seri-
+ous differences in the basic principles of crewing, command, and function.
+    Third, actual combat will be much like naval engagements.  Single ship
+actions will doubtless see ships coming at each other from various angles -
+ranging from an attack on the beam by an ambusher to a nose-to-nose approach
+by vessels which have long since sighted each other, firing as their guns
+bear, and loosing broadsides as occasion permits.  There is no weather gauge
+in space, and powered "flight" renders this unnecessary in any case, but use
+will no doubt be made, when possible, of solar glare, planetary or other bo-
+dies, and electronic countermeasures in the attempt to gain an advantage.
+Fleet engagements will no doubt see aggregations of ships approaching, with
+the lighter and more maneuverable vessels forming a screen around the heavier
+but more powerful vessels - just as a screen is today thrown around the heavy
+vessels of a naval task force.
+    Speculation at this point becomes sheer guesswork.  Ships will be able to
+maneuver, and the basic maneuvers possible in space combat can be ascer-
+tained.  But just what part this will play is hard to say.  Without the abil-
+ity to twist and turn like aircraft - or even like ocean-going vessels - in
+tight and sudden arcs, maneuver may be less important in space combat than it
+is today.  On the other hand, there may be some system whereby relatively
+quick maneuvers can be made, and weapons may arrive slowly enough on target
+for these maneuvers to be a serious consideration.  What weapons will be
+available is completely unknown.  For all the usage of lasers and phasers and
+other speculative weapons, the fact is that we don't have anything today that
+could do the trick and don't know what will finally be developed.  In fact,
+in discussing space combat we are engaging in the greatest speculation of
+all, for there is absolutely no guarantee that man will ever reach the point
+where such is possible.
+    Space combat in the *Star Wars* manner is simply not credible.  Space
+combat after a naval model is much more plausible.  This much is certain.
+But what the details will be - or even that they will be - is purely specula-
+tive, and properly remains in the realm of science fiction.
+
+
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The results are in from the survey in the October, November, and
+December issues, and tabulated below for a median score. Due to keeping
+the survey in the magazine an extra two months, I actually ended up with
+quite a few completed surveys.                    
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
+comments were read and taken into consideration.  
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.7    
+Poetry:             9.5
+Book Reviews:       9.0
+Editorial:          8.6
+Feature Articles:   8.7
+Movie Reviews:      8.5
+ANSI Coverart:      7.4
+CD Reviews:         7.7
+Question & Answers: 7.9
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the book reviews seemed
+         to be the most popular, followed very closely by the movies 
+         and, lastly, the CDs. 
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in the survey.
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  GERONIMO -- AN AMERICAN LEGEND:  Walter Hill, director.  ³
+        ³  John Milius and Larry Gross, screenplay.  John Milius,   ³
+        ³  story.  Starring Jason Patric, Robert Duvall, Gene       ³
+        ³  Hackman, Wes Studi, Matt Damon, Rodney A. Grant, Kevin   ³
+        ³  Tighe, Steve Reevis, and Carlo Palomino.  Columbia.      ³
+        ³  Rated R.                                                 ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Brutality comes in many forms on the big screen.   Knifings,
+     shootings, explosions, torture, gangland slayings -- these are
+     the more overt froms of brutality, a personal, intimate form of
+     cruelty.  Then there's societal and institutional brutality, as
+     portrayed in JFK (1991), A CLOCKWORK ORANGE (1971), the upcoming
+     IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, starring Daniel Day-Lewis, and all
+     through the works of Spike Lee.  When these different forms of
+     brutality are combined by a non-apologist director like Walter
+     Hill, you get a fascinating study in power, survival and betrayal
+     like GERONIMO:  AN AMERICAN LEGEND.  Hill, director of such
+     machismo films as THE WARRIORS (1979) and 48 HRS. (1982), is a
+     man not given to romanticism, so we don't get the sentimental
+     picture of the Indian as noble savage that was so prevalent in
+     Kevin Costner's DANCES WITH WOLVES (1990).
+
+          Wes Studi's Geronimo (he starred in 1992's THE LAST OF THE
+     MOHICANS) is the portrait of a man trying to survive in the time
+     of the White-Eye.  He is continually deferred to as a great
+     warrior and a great leader, but Hill steadfastly refuses to en-
+     large him to mythic proportions.  "I'm just a man," Jason Patric
+     tells Studi far into the film, "just like you are."  There are no
+     grandstanding speeches, no romanticized tribe-hanging-on-every-
+     word-from-the-great-chief's-mouth scenes, and no heroic poses
+     silhouetted against the sunset.  This Geronimo is a raw image of
+     his times.  He's a realist, surrendering to the U.S. Army to
+     keep his people alive, but when the government refuses to stop
+     harassing the Chirakawa Apache tribe, Geronimo jumps the
+     reservation, taking a couple hundred Apache with him.  Over the
+     next five months, he lays waste to white men and Mexicans alike
+     along the border.
+
+          General George Crook, called Nattan Lupan (the Grey Wolf) by
+     the Apache, resigns in disgust over losing Geronimo.  Gene Hack-
+     man gives a compassionate performance as the misguided general,
+     who claims to be the tribe's only hope.  "Right now, the U.S.
+     Army is your best friend," he tells Geronimo, the words ringing
+     hollowly over the shame of the warrior's surrender.  He really
+     believes that what he's doing is for the tribe's benefit, that
+     placing them on a reservation is the best thing for both the
+     Indians and the U.S. government.  Miles (Kevin Tighe), the
+     general who takes over Crook's command of the 6th Cavalry,
+     proceeds to undo every civility that Crook had implemented.  He
+     institutes a 5,000 troop manhunt for Geronimo and his band, which
+     has dwindled to less than 50 warriors by the time he's found in
+     the Mexican hills.
+
+          But it isn't the Army that finds him, per se.  Assigned to
+     the task of retrieving Geronimo is 1st Lt. Charles Gatewood
+     (Patric), a genuine friend to the tribe and Crook's former
+     liaison to the Indians, trusted by both sides; 2nd Lt. Britton
+     Davis (Matt Damon), a soldier fresh out of West Pointe who
+     accompanied Gatewood on their first "capture" of Geronimo; and
+     crusty old Al Seiber (Robert Duvall), head scout for the 6th
+     Cavalry and recruiter of Apache scouts.  All three actors give
+     solid, satisfying performances, with Patric's Virginian gentle-
+     man being the most genuine.  None of them can match Studi's
+     intensity, however.  Still, I do like Duvall's line after the
+     three discover a group of white bounty hunters have been scalping
+     Yaqui Indians in Mexico and selling their scalps as Apache:
+     "They're probably Texans, the lowest form of white man there is."
+     Ironic, considering Duvall has starred in a number of Texas-based
+     films (THE GREAT SANTINI, 1979; TENDER MERCIES, 1982) and is a
+     native Texan himself.
+
+          Animal lovers ain't gonna like GERONIMO.  Horses are
+     whipped, kicked, flipped, and ridden nose-down into the dirt.
+     Though this treatment might have been de rigeur for the Old West
+     (no one molly-coddled horses then), expect a hue-and-cry to arise
+     from some animal rights organization or other.  This treatment is
+     just further evidence of the brutality of the film, and added
+     testament that Hill apologizes for nothing in his work.  He
+     presents events the way they are without flinching or judging.
+
+          Wes Studi, as mentioned before, is an intense Geronimo.  His
+     portrayal in MOHICANS proved he was an actor to watch, perhaps
+     more impressive than the other prominent Native American film
+     actor today, Graham Greene (whose first feature role was in
+     DANCES WITH WOLVES).
+
+     RATING:  8 (out of 10)    
+
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   BEETHOVEN'S 2ND:  Rod Daniel, director.  Len Blum,      ³
+        ³   screenplay.  Starring Charles Grodin, Bonnie Hunt,      ³
+        ³   Nicholle Tom, Christopher Castile, Sarah Rose Karr,     ³
+        ³   Debi Mazar, Chris Penn, Ashley Hamilton, and Maury      ³
+        ³   Chaykin.  Universal.  Rated PG.                         ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Bigger is better in Hollywood, and so for BEETHOVEN'S 2ND,
+     (which is actually a cute title for a sequel), Beethoven not only
+     gets a girlfriend, but he also gets a litter of four pups, in a
+     film that'll have the kids cheering and the parents mildly amused
+     for an hour and a half.  The plot, such as it is, puts the mommy
+     dog, Missy, in the center of a divorced couple's power struggle:
+     Regina (Debi Mazar, looking every inch the ice queen here) wants
+     $50,000 in alimony, but Brillo (Maury Chaykin) doesn't have it,
+     so she takes the dog.  Beethoven discovers Missy on one of his
+     jaunts and the romance begins.  The two youngest Newton kids (the
+     family that Beethoven owns), Ted (Christopher Castile) and Emily
+     (Sarah Rose Karr) spirit the puppies away before Regina can get
+     her hands on them, and spend time away from school to wean the
+     puppies and keep them hidden from mom and dad (George and Alice
+     Newton, played by Charles Grodin and Bonnie Hunt, respectively).
+
+          Those are the basics.  Of course, the parents find out and
+     of course general mayhem ensues as the filmmakers put the Newton
+     family through the requisite music video montage of stupid pet
+     tricks:  peeing in a briefcase, chewing up socks, muddying up
+     the laundry, and, in the most amusing scene, riding a skateboard
+     down a driveway.
+
+          In that most typical of movie coincidences, the Newtons take
+     a trip to the mountains and end up running across Regina and her
+     schlumpf of a boyfriend, Floyd (Chris Penn, in another strange
+     character role), at a fair (of course the Newtons take the
+     puppies on vacation with them, and of course they take them to
+     the fair, otherwise there'd be no second half to the movie.)
+     And, of course, Regina takes the puppies, or there'd be no reason
+     for Debi Mazar or Chris Penn to be here.  The two are so
+     relentlessly cruel and stupid (let's not mention the suspended-
+     puppy-over-the-cliff scene, shall we?) that they're little more
+     than cartoon villains.
+
+          Between threatening scenes with the bad guys (and why can't
+     an animal movie just be about the human-pet interaction, instead
+     of throwing in these strange villains and wildly-unbelievable
+     situations? -- both BEETHOVEN movies have fallen prey to this
+     formula), the eldest sibling, Ryce (Nicholle Tom) falls for two
+     different boys, a teenage Lothario (Ashley Hamilton, who eerily
+     resembles a young Warren Beatty), and a cycle-riding Deadhead
+     (Danny Masterson).  Ryce's indecision serves as a minor plot
+     counterpoint to Beethoven's "romance" with Missy, and Beethoven
+     indirectly helps Ryce decide by giving the Lothario his well-
+     deserved comeuppance.
+
+          Like its forebear, BEETHOVEN'S 2ND is a mere trifle --
+     harmless fun that wastes the usually-witty and entertainingly-
+     sardonic Charles Grodin.
+
+     RATING:  2 (out of 10)
+
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  WAYNE'S WORLD 2:  Stephen Surjik, director.  Mike Myers  ³
+        ³  and Bonnie Turner & Terry Turner, screenplay.  Starring  ³
+        ³  Mike Myers, Dana Carvey, Christopher Walken, Tia         ³
+        ³  Carrere, Ralph Brown, Kim Basinger, Chris Farley, James  ³
+        ³  Hong, Aerosmith, Olivia D'Abo, Ed O'Neill, Harry         ³
+        ³  Shearer, Drew Barrymore, Rip Taylor, and Charlton Hes-   ³
+        ³  ton.  Paramount.  Rated PG-13.                           ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Thre's a lot to be said for producer Lorne Michaels; though
+     his ego seems to have bloated over the years (he appears at least
+     once in nearly every "Saturday Night Live" show now), he has
+     become the producer of some solidly-entertaining movies from the
+     SNL franchise.  WAYNE'S WORLD (1992) was wackily inventive, a
+     logical extension of the TV sketch, filled with knowing media
+     references and surprising cameos.  CONEHEADS, released this past
+     summer, though not as fresh or as successful at the box office,
+     still managed to amuse and delight.  WAYNE'S WORLD 2, though, may
+     have tarnished the silver a bit.
+
+          Wayne Campbell (Mike Myers) and Garth Algar (Dana Carvey)
+     are back, now out of their parents' homes and living in their own
+     babe-loft, an abandoned toy factory that suspiciously resembles
+     Cassandra's (Tia Carrere) abode from the first film.  Yes,
+     Cassandra's back, too, on the verge of a major record deal with
+     producer Bobby Cahn (Christopher Walken).  Carrere seems more
+     aloof this time out, so self-absorbed that when she professes her
+     love for Wayne (he's fun and he isn't a jerk like most other
+     guys), it doesn't ring true.  She even professes her love twice
+     (once to the increasingly-neurotic Wayne and once to fend off
+     Bobby), but twice unconvincing is one time too many.
+
+          Wayne and Garth are still producing "Wayne's World," their
+     regular cable show, and still indulging their love of heavy metal
+     music (they attend an Aerosmith concert).  Wayne learns of Cass-
+     andra's impeding recording career at the convert and immediately
+     begins to feel a sense of loss.  (Didn't we see this plot in the
+     first film?  Hell, if Wayne is this insecure all the time, then
+     maybe Cassandra *needs* to dump him.)  Wayne's driving force this
+     time is a vision of Jim Morrison who tells him to stage a huge
+     rock concert called (get ready) Waynestock.  (Hoo-hah.)  "If you
+     book them, they will come," Morrison tells him, before the Naked
+     Indian leads him back home.
+
+          From there it goes completely Looney Tunes, and the more I
+     think about it, the more I like it.  Myers and James Hong, as
+     Cassandra's father visiting from Hong Kong, stage a hilarious
+     kung fu duel over Cassandra, complete with badly-dubbed voices,
+     whip-crack sound effects (even when Wayne answers the phone in
+     the midst of battle), and goofball gravity-defying moves.  Hong
+     pronounces Wayne a mighty warrior and worthy to woo his daughter.
+     Nevermind that his permission is rescinded later or that Wayne
+     breaks up with Cassandra over Bobby.
+
+          Rushing off to London to hire Del Preston (Ralph Brown), the
+     greatest roadie that ever lived, to help put on Waynestock, Wayne
+     and Garth, they discover that Del has had the same Jim Morrison
+     dream.  He asks, before they leave, "Didn't you find it totally
+     unnecessary to be able to see the crack of the Indian's butt?"
+     Hell, I was waiting for Wayne to say that to the Indian himself.
+     Del turns out to be a big help, despite being a total burnout and
+     despite the lack of bookings.  He's seemingly oblivious to that
+     aspect of the pre-planning though, because he's stuck in the
+     past, telling over and over the same story about breaking into a
+     candy store with Jeff Beck to get some brown M&Ms for Ozzy
+     Osbourne's candy jar.
+
+          Going on is useless, because WAYNE'S WORLD 2 is jam-packed
+     with these gags, including a throwaway scene capitalizing on
+     JURASSIC PARK's success, and an outrageous scene-for-scene parody
+     of THE GRADUATE's climax, complete with Simon and Garfunkel's
+     "Mrs. Robinson" (deconstructed and re-created later in the
+     sequence by The Lemonheads).  Stick through the credits for a
+     funny take-off on the old Ironeyes Cody public service
+     announcement on pollution (still seen sometimes on the Nicko-
+     lodeon cable network).
+
+     RATING:  6 (out of 10)
+
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+NOW YOU ARE MY HOME
+Cliff Eberhardt  
+Shanachie Ent. Corp/Cachet Records Co.
+1993
+
+
+NOW YOU ARE MY HOME is Cliff Eberhardt's second CD, and an alltogether
+good piece of work. It just isn't as good as it could have been.
+
+When I first listened to the CD, I had high hopes for it. Eberhardt's a
+great artist. MY FATHER'S SHOES (from his first album and LEGACY, a folk
+singer/song writer compilation album) is one of my very favorite songs.
+The songs on this disc are good, certainly. But they're not quite what
+they could have been.
+
+Call it proof of the sophomore slump if you will. The CD's certainly
+worth a listen, and the first cut (EVER SINCE I LOST YOUR LOVE) is a
+sure sign of what the man can do. A sorrowful ballad of lost love, it
+opens the CD with a bang. Followed by a classy rendition of Smokey
+Robinson's YOU REALLY GOT A HOLD ON ME, the CD really doesn't begin to
+lose steam until halfway through. 
+
+It isn't that NOW YOU ARE MY HOME is a bad album; it's that it could
+have been so much better. Mr. Eberhardt has a bright future ahead of
+him. With his talent at song writing and a voice and guitar to match,
+his only limit is himself. 
+
+My score, on a scale of one to ten: 7
+
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+SPARE ASS ANNIE AND OTHER TALES  
+William S. Burroughs with the Disposable Heros Of Hiphopcracy
+Island Records
+1993
+
+
+Forget Fabio crooning prose in that sexy Italian accent over romantic
+violins.  Give me William S. Burroughs croaking out his warped tales to
+the rhythm of a cool jazz beat.  Uncle Bill spins his yarns as only
+Uncle Bill can, highly amusing and terminally hip. 
+
+Not for the faint of heart, and definitely not for those unappreciative
+of the ultra bizarre.  This is the kind of CD I'd make if I could.  I
+loved it.  Burroughs, the ultimate storyteller combined with the hiphop
+jazz accompanyment leaves one laughing to the rhythm of their tapping
+toes. For me, 'tis this perfect combination that makes this CD such a
+unique experience. 
+
+And I quote, cut number 3: "Uncle Bill is your friend.  Never forget
+that."
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1 - 10: 8
+
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ALAPALOOZA
+"Weird Al" Yankovic
+Scotti Bros. Records
+1993
+
+
+Alapalooza is another weird trip into the psyche of Weird Al Yankovic.
+Beginning with the first trak, "Jurassic Park" (a parody of "McArthur Park"),
+this CD manages to be totally devoid of, and at the same time filled with,
+social commentary.  Well, maybe not.  But it is a fun CD to listen to.
+
+Some of the tracks to make sure to pay attention to include: "Harvey the
+Wonder Hamster" (the words go "Harvey/Harvey/Harvey the Wonder Hamster/He
+doesn't bite/he doesn't squeal/he just runs around/on his hamster wheel/He's
+Harvey/Harvey/Harvey the Wonder Hamster!!!").  Also don't miss the "Achy
+Breaky Song" (if you have to be told what this is a parody of, you've probably
+been in a coma for quite some time now), and "Bohemian Polka", the entire
+song to "Bohemian Rhapsody" done with a polka beat.
+
+I do feel kind of old after listening to this CD, because some of the songs
+being parodied I've never heard of, even though I thought I kept abreast
+of what new stuff was being released in the music industry, but all in all
+it is definitely worth the money I paid for it.  Well, it was a Christmas
+gift, so I guess I really didn't pay anything for it.  It was still
+a good CD, though.
+
+My score (out of a possible 10):  8
+
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+LADY SLINGS THE BOOZE
+Spider Robinson  
+ACE Science Fiction
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+
+This is Spider Robinson's first Callahan-related novel since CALLAHAN'S
+LADY a couple of years back. This novel isn't really a sequel, though it
+repeats the setting and several of the characters. Like the original
+CALLAHAN'S CROSSTIME SALOON and it's two sequels, the book contains
+several funny stories, a lot of puns, and a mishap or two.
+
+In this case, Detective Joe Quigley has been hired by a big-name
+politician (never revealed, but strongly hinted at) to investigate some
+strange happenings at Lady Callahan's House (a high-class brothel) on
+the other side of town. He's given few if any facts, and even less to go
+on. He's to meet with Lady Callahan herself to get the actual scoop on
+what he's been hired to do.
+
+The interplay between the characters is fun and lively, and filled with
+enough puns to make ever the worst punster (myself included) happy.
+However, when it comes to a plot, this is where the book falls short.
+
+As it turns out, someone is accosting the artists (read: prostitutes) at
+Lady Sally's place. The frequency and viciousness of the crimes seems
+to be increasing each night, and not only can't the catch the man
+responsible there are no witnesses and they don't know who he is.
+
+The solution to the problem is interesting and creative, and Mr. Quigley
+does indeed eventually get his man. However, how the story arrives to
+that point is somewhat contrived and simplistic. Worse still, the
+storyline ends halfway through the book. The second half moves in a
+totally different direction and takes on no less a plot than saving the
+entire world.
+
+The original CALLAHAN'S CROSSTIME SALOON books were a collection of
+previously published short stories. They were full of humor, puns, and
+even a moral lesson or two. They were great, and there's few better and
+writing in the science fiction humor genre than Spider Robinson. He
+should have stuck to that approach with this novel, because what he
+ended up with was a sort of hybrid which just didn't work.
+
+Regardless of the novel's flaws (and there's a lot) it's still a fun
+read, and one that no true fan of Mr. Robinson's should be without. It's
+worth the cover price, if you buy it in paperback. 
+
+
+My score on a scale of one to ten: 6
+
+
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+The Adept by Katherine Kurtz and Deborah Turner Harris
+Ace Books March 1991   Copyright 1991   ISBN 0-441-00343-5
+Pages:  323
+
+I have never found myself endeared to the genre of
+Mystery/Suspense-Thriller novels.  I felt tortured by the slow, plodding
+pace designed to absorb the reader in the plot.  Being that I am not a
+very patient reader, I continually found myself bored to tears at times
+waiting for the characters to develop.  That's why I found myself
+groaning when I first started The Adept by Katherine Kurtz and Deborah
+Turner Harris.  "Another slow-moving Mystery novel," I said to myself,
+"What a fun time it is going to be getting through this one."  I was in
+for a pleasant surprise halfway through the novel.
+
+The story starts by working on the main characters Sir Adam Sinclair and
+Peregrine Lovat.  Sinclair is a Psychologist, nobleman and a scholar,
+who is deeply involved with Cabalistic Magick.  This is, of course,
+hidden from his friends who never would suspect him of such behavior.
+Peregrine Lovat is an up and coming artist who can see a person's aura,
+past lives AND future.  It is the last aspect of his "gift" that he just
+can't come to grips with.  The two characters meet when Lovat is
+painting a portrait of Sinclair's neighbor, Lady Laura Kintoul, who
+suspects that Lovat is about to commit suicide.  Sinclair correctly
+surmises what Lovat's problem is and after a crisis arises for Lovat,
+sets out to help him control his "gift."  This covers the first half of
+the novel, which I consider to be one-fourth too much.  The plot slows
+to a virtual claw while Sinclair shows Lovat time and again how to
+control his gift in various manners.
+
+In the meantime, a Black Lodge of Magicians has set up "shop" in
+Scotland.  They make their presence known by stealing a famed "Wizard's"
+sword and then desecrating the grave of the infamous Scottish wizard,
+Michael Scot.  Sinclair is enlisted to help solve the crime due to his
+Occult knowledge by one of his friends (one that knows of his ties to
+the Occult).  The remainder of the novel deals with how Sinclair and
+Lovat discover the Black Lodge's intent for the stolen items and their
+efforts to stop them in carrying out their plot.
+
+Reading this novel is much akin to climbing a hill.  You will make slow
+progress at first, but after reaching the apex and starting down the
+other side of the hill, the pace will pick up dramatically.  I couldn't
+bring myself to set this book down once I started the second half of it.
+However, the first half really killed my liking for the novel as a
+whole.
+
+My rating on a scale of one to ten:  6
+
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+MR. MURDER
+Dean Koontz
+G. P. Putnam's Sons Publishing
+$23.95 (at this writing only available in hardback)
+
+
+
+In the first 100 pages of this book, any reader that has read a lot of
+Dean Koontz's work (such as myself) thinks "Oh, boy...  Another cliched
+horror novel in which the protagonist has an evil alter-ego, probably an
+alternative personality fragmented by some unremembered terror endured
+during childhood."  At least, that's what I thought.  My husband, who has
+not read much horror but a lot of sci-fi thought "Oh, boy...  Another
+cliched sci-fi novel in which the protagonist has an evil doppelganger,
+probably the result of some cloning research experiment gone awry."
+
+The suspense comes in determining which of these two cliched concepts
+is actually at work in this novel.  In the process of bringing us to the
+conclusion, Dean Koontz continues to exhibit a wonderful story-telling
+style that leaves the reader engrossed in the book until the final page,
+where the "surprise" ending is revealed to be..... well, I can't tell you,
+it'd ruin the surprise.
+
+The Mr. Murder in the title of the book is a murder mystery writer, and
+a lot of this book is spent poking fun at the writing profession.  It
+is obvious that Koontz doesn't take himself too seriously as a writer,
+which makes the book even more delightful to read.
+
+I highly recommend that any reader read past the first 100 pages of this
+book before tossing it into the "not worthy of finishing" pile, as
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+The Caravan
+Copyright (c) 1994, A.M.Eckard
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[ Editor's Note: This story was printed, almost in it's entirety, last
+  issue. However, do to a unfortunate mistake, a few lines were left out
+  of the ending. A decision was made to reprint it in this issue.
+  Enjoy!]
+
+
+
+
+                 The Caravan by A.M.Eckard
+
+
+
+        I like the veld. What choice do I have? There is nothing but
+the veld. It is mostly brown with a little green. It smells of
+sage and sand. It is hot in the day and cold at night. The
+lexicon in the Feed calls it the Gaia. The lexicon I got from
+Dad calls it the veld.
+
+        Dad said I should name things according to the Feed when I'm
+talking to the people of the clans. Since no one will see this,
+I'll call it the veld. That's what Dad always called it before
+he left. Dad showed me how to change the lexicon in the Feed,
+but he said I shouldn't do it. He taught me a lot of neat things
+before he left. I still come across new messages to me in his
+lexicon. He was very good with computers.
+
+        This is the time of the Winding-Down. That's what both lexicons
+call it. This is the time of desert and wind. This is the time
+of scarcity and drought. This is the time of hunger and thirst.
+The Feed says that this was not always so, but it does not say
+what was before. There's a lot in Dad's lexicon about it, but I
+find it hard to believe. I've thought of editing it out. I don't
+because Dad said that was definitely a bad thing to do. 
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend my time traveling the veld. I scavenge in the veld.
+Collecting and fixing things is my trade. I trade with the
+clans. Dad showed me my JobDesc in the Feed. It said I was a
+fixer. I looked up my JobDesc in Dad's lexicon. That said I was
+a maker. There was an attachment from Dad with it saying I
+should never call myself a maker when I was with the clans. He
+said the clans don't have makers anymore. The clans don't want
+makers.
+
+        According to Dad's lexicon the clans had traders that did what
+I do. The makers would make, the fixers would fix, and the
+traders would trade. I guess with fewer people there are fewer
+JobDescs. That is all part of the Winding-Down.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the veld I have seen the skeletons of many people. There
+were a lot more clans once. They say there were so many clans
+that they lived side-by-side. Things have changed. In my own
+traveling I have seen fewer and fewer clans.
+
+        The clans don't move around very much. I make my living by
+traveling to them. I bury my needs, take my wares, and join them
+for a day. I trade what I have to trade and fix what needs
+fixing. By nightfall I must leave. That is the clan way. Usually
+I camp nearby. I like watching the clans. I have tools to watch
+them with that are better than their guards. I can spot Rovers
+many klicks away.
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend most of my time on my own. Before Dad left we stayed
+together most of the time. It was like we were a clan of two. We
+were the only clan of two I have ever seen. Dad said we were a
+family. I really don't know what that means. It's not in either
+of the lexicons. 
+
+        Dad and I would grow our own food and make our own water. Dad
+would visit the clans and trade. I would stay behind and study
+the lexicons. Sometimes we would hunt the Rovers when they got
+too close. Dad said they had their purpose, too, but not too
+close to camp. We would protect the clans from the rovers, too. 
+
+        For a long time Dad wouldn't let me visit the clans. He said
+that it was because I was small and this was the time of the
+Winding-Down. He said the clans wouldn't accept me. I don't
+remember everything he said and the lexicons don't really help
+much.
+
+* * *
+
+        There are things in Dad's lexicon that he added. He said he was
+the last one who could work on the lexicon. There are some
+things in Dad's lexicon that don't exist anymore. In the Feed
+they are Deletes. In Dad's lexicon they are Obsoletes. Dad said
+they were important because they didn't exist anymore. 
+
+        The best I can figure is that I was an Obsolete. I was a kinder
+in a time when there were no more kinder. I changed in a time
+when there was no change. I was a begat in a time when there
+were no more begats.
+
+        Dad said that there was a Golden Age when mankind tried to stop
+change. He said it didn't work and I was part of the proof. 
+
+        I'm not a kinder anymore, so I can visit the clans.
+
+* * *
+
+        There is a part of the Feed and Dad's lexicon that are almost
+exactly the same. It concerns the Mystics. It says that after
+the Golden Age comes the Winding-Down. It says that women are
+barren and men are sterile. It says that all the new souls are
+maxed-out. The Bodhis say that no more souls are becoming
+incarnate. The Xians say that Judgment is here. The Pagas say
+that Gaia seeds men no more. It goes on and on. I guess each
+clan has its own way of saying it. But it never really explains
+what it is. It just says that it is the Winding-Down and it
+doesn't sound good. Dad said that it was not strictly true. He
+never said what was strictly true.
+
+        I talked about it with some of the teachers in the clans. The
+ones that didn't show me the Feed all said something different.
+Some said the Winding-Down was a coming whimper. Some said it
+was a coming roar. Most just changed the subject and told me to
+be out by nightfall.
+
+* * *
+
+        Dad taught me studying. He taught me to study the veld. He
+taught me to study the clans. He taught me to study the
+lexicons. He studied with me. He studied me. He never told me
+what he saw. There is a section in his lexicon about me, but it
+is Access Denied. There is an attachment that is only for me. It
+says that I should travel the veld as a fixer. It says that I
+will really know myself by what I do. He said that no one should
+tell me what I am. He said that I should tell them what I am by
+being what I am. Dad spoke that way a lot.
+
+* * *
+
+        I have encountered more traveling clans. They travel, they
+said, because the Winding-Down was getting faster and faster.
+Some of the clans that didn't travel said that the Winding-Down
+was getting faster and faster because of the traveling clans.
+Sometimes when I would go back to those clans I would find that
+they had picked up and started traveling.
+
+        The traveling clans were good for business. Traveling always
+makes things break down faster. There was always a need for my
+services. I can always find ways to make something work for
+another day. 
+
+        I came to realize that I no longer had to make my rounds. I
+could travel North and South along the last of the hills. I
+would always come across a clan traveling from East to West. I
+had more work than I needed. Sometimes I would sit in the hills
+for days and watch the clans go by.
+
+        I spent a long time in the hills. It gave me a feeling of
+peace, so I kept it for a while.
+
+* * *
+
+        There came a time when out of the East there raised a cloud of
+dust so large I thought I would finally see a storm. It
+approached very slowly. I used a spy and saw that it was a group
+of people traveling in a line. It was more than a clan. It was a
+clan of clans. It was like nothing that has ever been. Instead
+of camos they traveled with their colors and flags. I moved in
+line with them and waited. Finally they circled in the valley
+and stopped. I went down to them.
+
+        The guards waved as I approached. I asked them what kind of
+clan they were. They said they were not a clan. They were the
+Caravan. Clans were joining them from far and wide. They said
+they were passing through. They asked me if I would like to come
+along.
+
+* * *
+
+        I had never seen anything like the Caravan. There was nothing
+in the lexicons. They spent everything they had on color and
+sound and movement. People were actually dancing. Hawkers sold
+food and it was very cheap. They had a converter and gave water
+away for free. I spent the rest of the first day fixing and
+mixing, in awe of their ways. These were not hoarders. These
+were not scrabblers in the veld. They were just making their way
+through. They were the Caravan.
+
+        I made three trips to the veld to bury my needs. They just
+laughed and shook their heads at me.
+
+        I was fixing things that were a delight, but were of no use.
+There were bells on wagon wheels. There were chimes on wagons.
+There were little colored windmills that turned no wheels. There
+were bellows that sounded horns.
+
+        As the evening approached, I helped to raise great tents and
+small. When the sun touched the hills I cleaned myself off and
+began gathering my things. I would not go far, I thought. I
+might follow this group a while.
+
+        I was making for the nearest cover when someone asked me if I
+would stay. I just laughed. What else could I do? But they meant
+it. They said that I could stay the night. They would be off in
+the morning and, if I wanted to, I could travel with them. I
+just shook my head no and hurried away. I dug my camp and buried
+my wares and watched them.
+
+* * *
+
+        The word Carnival was in Dad's lexicon. It seemed to be close
+to what I saw. They danced and played. There were jugglers and
+clowns and acrobats. They cooked food in the open and the smells
+drifted to my camp. They sang and chanted. It went on for hours
+and hours. They burned lights all night long that could be seen
+across the veld. When I grew tired I slept, listening to their
+music.
+
+        In the morning I helped strike the tents. When the first were
+off I stood aside. They all called me friend although I was a
+member of none of the clans. They said that clans meant nothing
+now. They were members of the Caravan. It was Winding-Down time
+and the clans were gone for them. They asked me if I would come
+along, if only for just a while. I did.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Caravan traveled and made good time. I helped when things
+needed fixing. Everyone called me friend. They said that I
+should see the Queen at the next halt and join them. Throughout
+the day I considered it. Before this my clan had been only Dad
+and me. Dad had been gone for a long time. I decided I liked the
+idea.
+
+        As on the previous day, the halt was called in the afternoon.
+The Caravan circled. The tents went up. The fires were lit. The
+music and the play began. I was sent to see the Queen.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen's tent was the largest tent of all. It was decorated
+with the colors of all the clans. Everywhere I looked there were
+the symbols of the clans and the symbols of all the workers. It
+was so fine it made my eyes water.
+
+        The Queen's consorts were all women. They brought me food and
+water and welcomed me to the Caravan. They brought me a robe of
+Caravan colors and asked me for my sign. I asked them where the
+Caravan was going. They told me it was going to the end.
+
+        "This is the Caravan," they said. "We are traveling on the
+journey of the Winding-Down and we are traveling to the end."
+
+        They coached me on the form of my formal petition to the Queen.
+They laughed and joked and said that I was the first clan of one
+to join. Finally they led me to an inner chamber of the tent
+where I was brought before the Queen.
+
+        She was a handsome woman with hair slightly touched by gray. I
+was taken by her air of knowledge and wisdom. When I looked in
+her eyes I was reminded of dad. There seemed to be a similar
+light of intelligence and humor and sadness. When I found my
+voice I introduced myself to her as her consorts had instructed
+me to.
+
+        "I have no clan," I said. "I am a helper and a fixer. I would
+be honored if you would allow me to join your Caravan. I will
+offer my services freely, and ask only that my needs be met."
+
+        It was at this point in my speech that I had been instructed to
+stop. I had been told that the Queen would nod to accept me or
+shake her head. I had been told that she never shook her head. I
+had been told that I should then bow and leave.
+
+        But I did not. Perhaps it was that she reminded me of Dad.
+Perhaps it was that the Caravan was like nothing I had ever seen
+and I wanted so badly to become a part of it. Perhaps it was the
+curious way she seemed to look into me and see more of me than
+anyone ever had. Whatever the reason, I could not contain myself
+and I continued on.
+
+        Against my Dad's wishes, I said, "I am a maker. I also can make
+things new."
+
+        I could hear a few of the consorts gasp. I looked at the shock
+on their faces as they covered their mouths and knew that I had
+made a mistake.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen stood from her chair and approached me. All eyes were
+upon her as she put her finger to my lips and said "Shhhh." Her
+hand smelled of sage and balsam. To the amazement of myself and
+everyone there, she took my hand and led me into her inner
+chambers.
+
+        The others were told to remain outside. She lay down on her bed
+and bid me bring a table and chair to her side. Every time I
+tried to speak she would touch my lips. She would shake her head
+with a frown, but her mouth would barely smile. She brought out
+a deck of cards with colors and pictures I'd never seen before.
+There were more than in a deck of chance, she explained.
+
+        "I fear the others may have been too eager to invite you to
+join our ranks, but we will see," she said. "These are cards of
+old. They were called future cards before the Winding-Down. Now
+they are the cards that guide us on the path to the end. I use
+them to know the way and set our course for each new day. They
+once had another use."
+
+        She extinguished the lamps and set four candles down, one on
+each corner of the table. The chamber was cool and smelled of
+anise and patchouli. Not a breeze stirred the candle flames as
+they burned.
+
+        "Come and shuffle the cards as if they were a deck of chance,"
+she said, "then cut them three times to your left."
+
+        I did as I was told.
+
+        She spread the cards on the table in a strange pattern and took
+a deep breath. She shook her head, but still smiled at me.
+
+* * *
+
+        "Here is the Queen," she said. "I've seen her many times. She
+is my card and she sits before you."
+
+        "Here is the Mage, though not  the one I've known."
+
+        When she looked at me I thought of Dad, but said nothing. I was
+in awe of her and could not interrupt her words.
+
+        "Here is the ending," she said, "fruits of the seeds our
+forebears have sown. There is nothing new here. This is the way
+we have come."
+
+        She paused as she turned the next card, then turned a few more.
+I believe her hand shook a little as she turned the last. Her
+voice had been quiet, but now came even quieter than before.
+
+        "Here is the maker, and here is the crone. Here is a girl-child
+and here a boy. Here is a birthing and here a joy. And here is a
+soul-star." She started to cry.
+
+        I tried to speak, but again she silenced me. She sat for a long
+time with her palms together in front of her face. Tears
+streamed from her eyes and she breathed in small gasps. Finally
+she blew out three of the candles and took me to her bed.
+
+* * *
+
+        First we made love with a quiet ferocity I had never known.
+Then we were tender and savored the moments that seemed like
+hours. I told her I loved her and I would travel with the
+Caravan forever. She cried then, and shook her head no.
+
+        "We don't have forever, anymore."
+
+        She sat before the single candle and spoke, looking older than
+any of the people ever looked.
+
+        "There were makers and fixers once that worked on people
+instead of things. It was decided that the people would never
+grow old, would never sicken and die. It was decided that
+children would not be born and man and woman would live simply
+with Gaia. The makers and fixers had their way and planned their
+way with Gaia, too. Everything was changed according to a grand
+plan."
+
+        "But they hadn't planned well. The Gaia cannot be fixed. Man
+cannot be made and fixed. The Winding-Down began."
+
+        "What kind of man are you, maker? How have you come here?"
+
+        I told her what Dad had told me. I told her the secret that I
+had been a kinder and I had grown. I told her of Dad's lexicon,
+the lessons he had taught me and the lessons that waited for me
+still.
+
+        She blew out the last candle, held me close, and told me to
+sleep. It was a long time before I could.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the morning I awoke to the sound of her shuffling the cards.
+When she saw I was awake she called her ladies with a little
+bell and bid them bring me food and water and clothes the colors
+of the Caravan. My heart swelled with hope, but her head shook
+no. She studied the cards while I dressed and ate.
+
+        "You cannot come with us," she sighed. "We are the Caravan of
+the Winding-Down. You must stay here in the veld and wait.
+Others will come the way we have come. These are the stragglers,
+the lost, the late."
+
+        "You will show them my sign. They will give you what you need,
+and you will help them with their needs. They will be like us
+and you will show them the way we have gone and send them along."
+
+        "But what about me?" I asked. "What of this Caravan? What about
+us?"
+
+        "This is the Winding-Down. Eventually no more will come from
+the East. But you must stay. We are not meant to travel the same
+path."
+
+        "One day someone will come from the West. Just one, or two, or
+a few. You must wait for that day. They will bring you my sign.
+Then you must make your own way."
+
+* * *
+
+        She turned from me then, and was gone. The camp was struck. I
+watched her Caravan travel out of sight as I have watched
+others. With each that has come and gone I have sent a note:
+
+
+
+                Will this be the last time, my love?
+
+                The crowds depart.
+
+                All the songs are songs of farewell.
+
+                Everyone seems to have gathered here to leave.
+
+                I am a pilgrim in this land
+
+                and there are things you have not told me;
+
+                things I should have known.
+
+
+
+        It has been a long time now. The pain that I felt on her
+leaving somehow does not hurt as much anymore. Somehow things
+seem to be as they should be. I look to the West and there is
+hope. In Dad's lexicon hope is something that hurts but feels
+good. Hope is something that grows amidst loss.
+
+        Hope is something I've added to the lexicon of the Feed.
+
+
+He Comes on Ancient Winds
+Copyright (c) 1994, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                                                             
+                      *He Comes on Ancient Winds*
+                            by Robert McKay
+
+
+     On a dark night the fog rolled over the landscape like a living
+thing.  Unlike normal fog, this was a thick, clammy mist that seemed to
+move of its own accord.  No wind blew it along, yet it moved, clinging
+to the rounded slopes of the hills and sweeping through the draws with
+an almost purposeful air.  It passed over the outlying hills, and moved
+inexorably through the town, providing those few who were still out and
+about a small thrill of unease as it slipped silently along.
+     The next day few people in Wilson spoke of the fog.  It was an
+oddity that had come and gone in the depths of the night, and when day
+came there were more pressing, if more mundane, matters to discuss.
+     In the feed store, on the courthouse square, on street corners,
+men discussed the weather, the prospects for the crops that year, the
+price of beef and wool.  As always, some muttered darkly about the
+goings on in the state capital, just 20 miles away, though hidden by
+the gently green and rolling hills, and about the policies sent forth
+from Washington, where no matter which party and which administration
+was in power, agriculture seemed to be a total mystery.
+     In the Agnes Cafe a scattering of men sat at the counter nursing
+coffee, while two or three others sat at the formica tables finishing
+their donuts or scrambled eggs.  Agnes was long gone - she'd died in
+the '50s, and by now the cafe had passed into entirely unrelated hands.
+But the name on painted on the window remained the same, and the
+customers did likewise, the older farmers and ranchers giving way
+slowly and reluctantly to their young successors.  Overalls still
+dominated the place, though Levis were beginning to sprinkle themselves
+through the regular clientele as they were through the farming
+population.
+     The door opened with a crash - something that never happened, for
+the hydraulic door closer was old and stiff and everyone had learned
+over the years of its decaying smoothness to lean heavily on the door
+to open it.  Eyes turned to see what could possibly have created the
+impossibly swift and hard opening of the stubborn door.  A stranger
+stood in the doorway, reaching to retrieve the door, and swing it shut
+again, which he did with an ease that belied the stiffness of the door
+closer.  As he turned from closing the door, he said in a soft, cold
+voice, "I apologize for the racket.  I was distracted, and paid no
+attention to what I was doing as I entered."
+     Amid looks between customers, the stranger walked to the counter.
+He was tall, broad-shouldered, thin.  His skin was pale, not with the
+whiteness of one who receives no sun, but the pallor of the dead.  His
+nose was high and arrogant, bisecting a face of such marble coldness it
+might have been the carved representation of divine hauteur.  His hair
+was a black that was almost blue, combed straight back from his high
+smooth forehead.  The hands were long, the fingers thin and supple, and
+a scattering of hairs grew from the palms.  He was dressed in a black
+suit, with a single red carnation in the button hole.  The stranger
+walked across the floor noiselessly, though the linoleum tiles were
+cracked in many places and even without boots it was impossible to be
+absolutely quiet.  The customers who had already been in the cafe
+looked at each other curiously as the stranger seated himself at the
+counter, between two older farmers with the thickness of years of work
+and the stains of earth and nicotine on their fingers.  As he lowered
+himself onto the stool, a simultaneous look of revulsion passed over
+the faces of the two men, who as if by common pre-agreement swiftly
+drained the remainder of their coffee, threw a bill or two on the
+counter, and hurriedly went out.
+     The new customer appeared not to notice the reaction of the two
+men who had gone out, examining the tattered menu with apparent
+interest.  The waitress stepped over with a glass of water in one hand
+and a coffee pot in the other.  "You ready to order?" she asked.
+     "Yes."  The stranger's voice was so low that the waitress had to
+lean forward slightly to be sure of hearing it.  "I'll have a ham and
+cheese omelet, hash browns, and hot tea."
+     "All right."  The waitress, whose name tag identified her as
+Sherry, scribbled the order on her pad, tore off the sheet, and slapped
+it down on the sill of the window that communicated with the kitchen.
+Turning back to the stranger, who had slipped the menu back into its
+rack, she asked, "New in town, aren't you?"
+     "Yes."  The stranger's lips moved in a slight smile - a bare
+gesture.
+     "Stayin' long?"
+     "I don't know.  It depends on my tastes."
+     "You don't look like a farmer or a rancher," Sherry observed,
+leaning back against the ice cream machine.  "Nor yet anything else I
+can think of to move into a small town."
+     The stranger smiled his meager smile again.  "I was informed that
+citizens of small towns were inquisitive."  He made a show of
+inspecting his nails, which were impeccably clean.  "I am a self-
+contained man.  I do that which pleases me, and I live where it pleases
+me to live.  What does not please me is to be required to give a full
+biography to all and sundry."  The slight smile had disappeared, and
+Sherry took the hint.
+     "Well, I guess I know how to mind my own business too.  But what
+do you want us to call you, if you do stay in town?"
+     "You may call me Mr. Carver.  Jared Carver."
+     The cook slid the plate of omelet and potatoes across the
+stainless steel sill of his window, smacking the chrome bell that
+seems to be a required furnishing in all small town restaurants.
+Sherry grabbed the plate and clacked it down in front of Carver.
+Without a word she turned away, finding something to occupy her behind
+the counter.
+     Carver ate silently, voraciously.  He seemed to enjoy his food,
+but at the same time his teeth, exposed briefly each time he took a
+bite, seemed to champ down on the eggs and hash browns with a touch too
+much force, as if he would have preferred to be eating live meat.
+     When he finished, Carver shoved his plate back with a finger, and
+took up the check.  Glancing at the total, he reached into the pocket
+of his suit coat and withdrew a long, thin wallet.  From within it he
+extracted a couple of bills.  Sliding them and the check across the
+counter, he waited while the waitress rang up his meal and counted out
+the change.  Pocketing some change and a bill, he stacked the rest on
+the counter and slid it toward Sherry.  Without a word, he then rose
+and left, this time without overpowering the door.
+                                 * * *
+     Through the day, the dark, tall form of Jared Carver appeared at
+various places in the town of Wilson.  He opened two accounts at the
+bank - one checking and one savings - before moving on to the realtor,
+where he made arrangements to see a large house for sale in town.  He
+appeared in the city offices, inquiring about utilities; in the grocery
+store, where he made small purchases such as a man staying in a motel
+might make - although Maxine at the desk said no Jared Carver was
+registered and no one matching his description had a room there; and
+the hardware store, where he investigated, but did not buy, a selection
+of strong door locks.  In each place where he appeared he had the
+unmistakable effect of dampening the usual small town friendliness; no
+one greeted him with "Howdy" more than once, and while he was never
+impolite, he most emphatically did not invite casual conversation.
+     As the day wore on Carver became the town mystery.  He was not
+staying at the motel, and was never seen to enter or leave a vehicle.
+His clothing was of the highest quality and could not have been
+purchased anywhere short of the state capital or some other large city,
+yet it never seemed to suffer the dusty effects of walking in a town
+that was liberally spattered with the side effects of trailers loaded
+with cattle, hogs, horses, or grain.  Where he was staying or how he
+intended to get there was completely unknown, as was why he was in town
+or why he seemed intent on moving in.  The townspeople were completely
+baffled by his cold rebuffs of their friendliness; he was not rude, as
+they expected city dwellers to be, but the very precision of his
+politeness was a barrier.  He was frigid in responding to inquiries,
+and few pursued matters further than the first calm repulsion.
+     That night outbursts of barking broke out through the night.  The
+dogs in a particular section of town would erupt, without warning, into
+simultaneous fury, and the patch of barking would travel slowly along
+until, with equal suddenness, it would cease as if cut off with an ax.
+For a time all would be quiet, then the same strange phenomenon would
+spring up in another neighborhood.  By daylight the dogs of Wilson were
+exhausted, and many of the human citizens were fed up with the "dang
+mutts."
+     In the morning, the news went around town that Harvey Clapp, east
+of town, had discovered one of his Angus steers down in the pasture,
+with a small, precise gash in its neck.  The veterinarian diagnosed a
+massive loss of blood, and quickly loaded the animal up to recuperate
+at his clinic, but could come up with no reason why the blood could be
+gone, or how it could have been lost through the small wound on the
+neck, or where it could have gone, since the ground in the pasture was
+free of the large splotch of blood that the magnitude of the loss
+suggested.
+                                 * * *
+     Jared Carver did not appear in town for a couple of days.  When he
+did, it was at the realtor's office, where he seemingly materialized
+out of a cold thin drizzle.  Draped over his shoulders, protecting his
+suit and its inevitable carnation, white this time, from the rain, was
+a rain cloak that must have cost much more than the usual plasticized
+poncho.  Dark in color, it complemented his suit without matching it
+exactly.
+     The realtor, having been previously warned that Carver would not
+make an appointment, but would merely present himself in the office
+when he was ready to see the house, was prepared.  For any other client
+she would have refused such a peremptory and unusual request, but with
+Carver it was not a request but an inexorable fact.  She had not found
+it possible to object.
+     The house was on a hill in an older part of Wilson, with other
+houses around but separated from them by its own ten-acre plot of
+ground.  The house had once been magnificent, an example of money and
+taste, but over the years weather and neglect had worn the paint mostly
+off and turned the boards a dingy gray.  The wood shone dimly in the
+light, thin trickles of water running down.
+     The doors were strongly hung, and the locks turned easily enough.
+The house had apparently been inhabited, though not with much money,
+until fairly recently, for while the marks of poverty and neglect were
+apparent there was none of the random destruction wrought by decay in
+an empty building.
+     The realtor led Carver through the rooms - a large kitchen, living
+room, two bedrooms, and what the realtor called a den on the first
+floor, and upstairs two more bedrooms, a study, and what at one time
+had obviously been a library.  Now the shelves were in disrepair, but
+they had once been strongly built and could have held thousands of
+volumes.  Each floor had a bathroom, carved out of the existing space
+some time after the house was built.  Electricity and gas were
+installed, as was telephone wiring.  Most incongruous was a cable
+television outlet in the living room, its shiny black skin and gleaming
+plug a strange contrast to the evident age of the walls and floor.
+     Back in the realtor's office, Carver declared that he wanted the
+house.  The woman began to discuss terms.
+     "No."  Carver's one word startled the realtor into silence, and he
+continued.  "I do not wish to clutter this transaction with mortgages,
+interest rates, payments, and other impediments.  I will pay for the
+house outright.  I have in my pocket a check, which merely needs to be
+made out for the full amount.  It is on an account in a bank in New
+York," here he withdrew the check and laid it on the desk, "which as
+you will recognize is highly reputable.  If you wish you may verify
+that sufficient funds are on deposit to cover the check."
+     The realtor was stunned.  Not even the wealthy ranchers in the
+area - some of whom were worth a million dollars or perhaps even more -
+paid for houses in one fell swoop.  She stuttered.  "Mr. C-carver, I'll
+t-t-trust you to c-cover the ch-ch-check."  Stopping for a deep breath,
+she got her voice under control.  "I am not accustomed to working in
+this fashion, but I am sure we can arrange the deal to do it this
+time."
+     Carver laid his long, white, cruel fingers on the check.  "You
+will take the check, after I have made it out, or I will buy another
+house from someone else.  There is nothing to arrange.  There is
+nothing to discuss.  There is nothing to work out.  The check is here,
+and you will either accept it for the full amount of the purchase
+price, or you will not.  I would prefer the former, but in case of the
+latter I am fully prepared to take my business elsewhere."
+     She took the check.  It was not possible to protest further in the
+presence of those eyes, with their tinge of red lurking in the black
+depths.
+                                 * * *
+     Jared Carver had been in Wilson for two months.  The night was
+clear and chill, with the stars, once one got away from the lights of
+the town, standing out sharp and bright.  A farm house two miles
+outside of town rested on a low hill, fields and barns surrounding it
+in a ring of familiarity.  A patch of fog crept over the landscape,
+moving directly toward the house, although no wind blew.  It settled
+over the little hill, blanking out the house and its few shining
+lights.  After a moment of resting on the hill, the fog began to draw
+together, concentrating in the area directly in front of the door.  In
+this yard, the fog compacted down until, with a last whirling,
+soundless rush, it disappeared.
+     In the yard stood a creature resembling a large dog.  But no dog
+ever stood this rangy and menacing, with red eyes and lolling tongue
+and white fangs dripping saliva.  Padding silently across the yard, the
+creature lowered its head and squeezed through the dog door fixed in
+the front door of the farm house.  Within, there was a scream,
+following by the sounds of a struggle.  Low growls mixed with the
+crashing and thumping.  The struggle ceased, and was replaced by the
+unmistakable noise of a lapping tongue.
+                                 * * *
+     The next morning the city police and the county sheriff were
+called to the Johnson place.  It seemed that some great beast had
+entered the house, by means as yet unknown although the dog door was
+suspected, and ripped out the throats of the elderly farming couple.
+While blood was splashed about somewhat from the obvious struggle,
+there was none in the bodies, and surprisingly little in the living
+room where the deaths had occurred.
+     By noon the news was being spoken of wherever people gathered in
+Wilson.  The Agnes Cafe at lunchtime was abuzz with speculation and
+rumor.  One fact was known - the prints of an enormous dog-like
+creature had been found in the yard, leading toward the house.  These
+tracks had just appeared, as if the beast had been dropped out of thin
+air, and none led away from the house.
+     In the Agnes Cafe Sherry was talking steadily as she passed from
+table to table, handing out opinions and taking orders with the same
+facility.  She was stopped in her tracks by the opening of the door.
+Eyes turned, and saw Jared Carver enter.  Handling the balky door with
+exquisite care, he closed it and took a seat at the end of the counter.
+The man to his left put down his fork, paid his bill, and left
+hurriedly.
+     Sherry, swinging back into action with obvious reluctance, crossed
+to the counter and asked, "What'll ya have, Mr. Carver?"
+     "A bacon cheeseburger, rare, with lettuce, tomato, onion, and
+mustard.  No ketchup or mayonnaise.  An order of tater tots on the
+side.  Hot tea."
+     Sherry wrote, slapped the order on the window sill for the cook,
+and scanned the room.  While Carver was ordering several people had
+left, and now no one required her services.  She was, perforce, stuck
+with the pale stranger in his funereal suit.  Attempting to make
+conversation, she asked, "Have you heard what happened last night?"
+     "I have.  An interesting crime, is it not?"
+     "Interestin' is one word for it.  What could have done it?"
+     "I would suggest a wolf."
+     "A wolf?" Sherry asked with a near-laugh.  "They ain't no wolves
+around here.  Haven't been for nearly 100 years."
+     "Perhaps one has entered the country.  The animal's prints, as
+described to me, are those of a wolf.  The ripping out of the throats
+could have been done only by some large beast such as a wolf."
+     A customer seated behind Carver spoke up.  "Hey mister, didn't I
+read the other day that wolves don't attack people?"
+     "That has been said," replied Carver without turning.  "Perhaps in
+most cases it is true.  In this case, a wolf appears to be the most
+likely suspect."
+     The bell rang, and Sherry took the plate from the window and
+clacked it down in front of Carver.  "Eat up, Mr. Carver.  I got work
+to do."  Moving off, she began wiping already clean tables with a rag.
+     Carver lifted his burger and took a bite.  The elongated teeth
+gleamed briefly, and then sliced into the bun and meat.  When the bite
+was sheared off, two marks could be seen in the edge, where the canines
+had bitten in.
+                                 * * *
+     A man entered the Agnes Cafe.  He wore a dark suit and sunglasses,
+and was careful to take a seat where his back was to a wall and he
+could see out over most of the street in front of the building.  He did
+not remove the sunglasses, keeping them on as he surveyed the customers
+and the street outside.  Sherry, walking over to take his order, was
+disconcerted by the blank scrutiny the stranger turned upon her.
+     "What can I get you, mister?"
+     "Just coffee.  And then I'd like to talk with you for a few
+minutes."
+     "Yeah, sure."  It was a slow time of day, and so when the coffee
+arrived in Sherry's hand she sat down across the table from the man in
+the sunglasses.
+     He reached into his coat and produced a well-worn wallet.
+Flipping it open, he displayed a badge and an identification card.
+"Agent Corrigan, FBI.  You may inspect the credentials if you like."
+     Sherry did so.  "Gee, I've never met an FBI agent before.  What do
+you want?"
+     "Just information, at this point.  You're aware of the killings in
+the Wilson area?"
+     "Sure I am."  Sherry shuddered.  "First the cow, then the
+Johnsons, then two more families and about 20 head of stock.  It's
+weird, is what it is."
+     "It's more than that."  The agent replaced his credentials, and
+glanced through his sunglasses at the street.  "I'm sure you understand
+the FBI doesn't investigate local matters unless we think there's just
+cause.  We have an entire team in the area now, working with the local
+law enforcement people.  We think there is more to these killings than
+just random violence or cultic activity.  There is some sort of
+pattern, we believe, if we can just find it."
+     "And?" prompted the waitress, leaning on her elbows.
+     "We're talking with people in town who have occasion to notice
+what's going on.  Waitresses, gas station attendants, employees of the
+feed store, the real estate agent, and others who notice goings and
+comings.  Are there any suspicious people you've noticed either coming
+to Wilson or hanging around the area in the past six months?"
+     "No," replied Sherry, frowning under her frizzy blond curls.
+"There's one guy who's real weird, a total cold fish, but he ain't
+suspicious or anything."
+     "Who is this man?"
+     "His name's Jared Carver.  He always wears this mortician's suit,
+y'know, and he looks like death warmed over, only his eyes are real
+alive.  He's as strong as an ox, and he just gives me the creeps.  And
+everybody else just can't stand him, y'know.  It's like he just ain't
+quite normal.  Not that he's a nut or anything - he just ain't
+friendly, a cold fish, y'know."
+     Corrigan was taking notes, apparently in shorthand, for he set
+down very few strokes for all that Sherry said.  He looked up as she
+finished, and asked, "And where can I find Mr. Carver?"
+     "Well, he sometimes comes in here - maybe once or twice a week.  I
+never know what time of day.  One time it'll be breakfast, and the next
+supper, and the next halfway between lunch and supper, and then
+breakfast or lunch.  Let's see, he hangs around the bank some - he's
+got some kind of eastern financial connections or something.  Maggie at
+the real estate office said he bought his house with a single $75,000
+check on this big New York bank - I don't remember which one.  He lives
+up on the hill on Snob Hill, up where all the rich folks built back
+when the oil was going.  It's off back of the east side of town, I
+don't know the address."
+     "I'm sure I can find it.  How would you describe Mr. Carver?"
+     "Well, like I said, he always dresses like an undertaker.  Always
+got this black suit on - no pinstripes - and a flower in his button
+hole.  Sometimes the flower's red, sometimes it's white - always real
+fresh.  He's got this big long nose, like the aristocracy have, I
+guess, and he's pale.  Looks he just crawled out of a coffin, if you've
+ever seen someone who's been laid out for burying.  He's got this black
+hair, slicked back real smooth.  It just slightly brushes his ears,
+y'know, and they're sort of pointed on top."
+     Corrigan closed his notebook and slipped it into a pocket.  "Thank
+you, miss.  Either I or another agent will contact you if we need
+further information."  Corrigan drank off his coffee as Sherry went to
+take care of her customers, and rose.  Still with his sunglasses firmly
+in place, he passed through the door.
+                                 * * *
+     Carver first met Corrigan in the Agnes Cafe.  The FBI agent, after
+a week of talking to townspeople and conferring with the rest of his
+team - who no one had spotted - was still incapable of producing any
+solid evidence in the various killings.  Indeed, during his stay in
+town, on a night in which patches of fog rushed through town on unfelt
+winds, two dogs had been killed and drained of blood right in Wilson.
+That night no one had slept, for all the dogs had raved furiously
+through the night, ceasing only when dawn drove the fog away.
+     Corrigan was sitting at the counter, sipping coffee, toying with
+his scrambled eggs, and reviewing notes, when the door opened and a man
+sat down next to him.  Before he even looked up a look of revulsion
+distorted the agent's face, and he shoved his plate away with violent
+disgust.  When he did look up, Corrigan's face froze, for sitting
+beside him at the counter was the mysterious Mr. Carver of whom he had
+heard so much.
+     Carver was studying the menu as if Corrigan did not exist.  The
+agent took the opportunity, in spite of the irrational and instinctive
+distaste he felt, to study Carver.  The aquiline nose, the black hair
+combed straight back, the unnatural pallor, the long cruel fingers -
+all was had been described to him.
+     Sherry walked over reluctantly, her pen poised.  Replacing the
+menu in its rack, Carver spoke in a voice so low and icy that Corrigan
+shivered.  "I'll have a ham and cheese omelet, hot tea, two orders of
+hash browns, and four links of sausage."  The waitress scribbled as he
+gave his order, turned and slapped the paper on the window sill, and
+walked away silently.  She had ignored Corrigan.
+     Corrigan reached for his cup, taking a large swig of the strong
+brew.  Carver's hand lay flat on the counter beside it, and the FBI man
+by an act of will ignored the pale appendage.  As he replaced the cup -
+ further away from the hand - Carver spoke again.
+     "You're new in town, aren't' you?"
+     That deadly voice again sent a shudder through Corrigan, though he
+concealed it.
+     "Yes."
+     "Here on business?"
+     "Yes.  Government business.  I'm helping investigate the string of
+killings that have occurred here."
+     "I see."  Carver's hands folded, and Corrigan caught a glimpse of
+the hairs growing from the palms.  "Does Washington take such interest
+in all livestock deaths and serial killers?"
+     "Washington takes an interest in everything that it needs to take
+notice of.  We believe that there is more to this than random
+violence."
+     "Indeed."  Carver's hot tea arrived, and he busied himself with
+the bag.  "And what is Washington's theory?"
+     Sherry was staring open-mouthed in back of the counter.  She had
+never heard Carver speak this many words or initiate a conversation.
+Corrigan noted her surprise as he replied, "We believe it's some sort
+of drug-related enterprise, perhaps gone overboard and out of control,
+or killing around here to mask something else."
+     "I don't wish to intrude on government business, of course,"
+Carver said quietly, "and of course there are things you cannot tell me
+by the very nature of things.  But do you have any leads?"
+     "None at all.  That I can tell you.  We're working with the local
+law enforcement agencies on this case, but so far we have nothing but
+human bodies and the carcasses of farm animals.  But we'll find whoever
+is behind this, and he'll do hard time."
+     "Ah."  Carver removed the bag from his tea and took an unsweetened
+sip.  "Let me advise you, Mr. Corrigan.  I am a man of the world and I
+have seen many things in my life.  Do not be surprised if your
+investigation turns up nothing.  Some things that occur are beyond the
+capability of crime labs and modern police methods to unravel.  This
+may be one of them."
+     "We'll see," declared the agent, draining his coffee.  "Good day,
+Mr. Carver."  It wasn't until he was half a block away that he realized
+that while he knew Carver's name from his questions, he had never been
+introduced, and the strange resident of Wilson could hardly have known
+who Corrigan was.
+                                 * * *
+     Two weeks passed in Wilson, and Corrigan grew frustrated.  The
+killings continued - two more incidents of dogs being killed in the
+night, three head of cattle at three different locations, and one more
+person.  This was a drifter who happened to be sleeping in a pasture
+just outside town.  In all of the cases the blood was drained from the
+victims, with no clue left as to where it might have gone.  The dogs
+appeared to have been killed quickly and with great ferocity,
+apparently by the animal Carver had suggested was a wolf.  The cattle
+all followed the pattern of the first cow, except that where that
+animal had recovered, these all died of the loss of blood.  The drifter
+was found lying on his back, a strange stupefied expression on his
+face, with the small, precise gash in his neck the only way the blood
+could possibly have been removed from his body.
+     Carver continued to appear irregularly around town.  He paid his
+bills scrupulously on time, although they were much lower than one
+would have expected in his large house on the hill.  He ate
+occasionally at the Agnes Cafe, always requesting that his meat be
+cooked rare and always ending his meal alone, even if when he first sat
+down he was surrounded by paying customers.
+     It was during one of these meals that Corrigan stomped into the
+Cafe, his foul mood evident in the way he flung himself onto a stool
+next to Carver and his sunglasses onto the counter.  Sherry was quick
+to place a steaming cup before him, and as he sugared his coffee
+Corrigan observed Carver out of the corner of his eye.  The immaculate
+resident champed through his food at a great rate, cutting a steak with
+precise motions that sheared through meat and gristle alike with an
+ease that bespoke enormous strength.  The juice ran red, and the
+pointed teeth in Carver's mouth appeared to relish each bloody bite.
+     Carver noticed the FBI agent's gaze.  "Is there something you
+want, Mr. Corrigan?" he asked in his chill voice.
+     "I would like to talk to you about these killings."
+     "I assure you, Mr. Corrigan, that if I had information to give the
+officers of the law, I would have done so already."
+     "Is that so."  It was phrased as a question, but Corrigan gave it
+the flat inflection of a statement.
+     "Indeed it is so.  Do you doubt my word?"
+     Corrigan took a sip of coffee, noting that today the flower in the
+buttonhole was a particularly brilliant red.  "I merely regard you as a
+suspect in this case."
+     Carver laid down his fork and knife - Corrigan noted that the man
+was left-handed.  "On what grounds do you make such a determination?"
+     "Oh, I have no hard evidence at present."  The agent had now
+swiveled on his stool so that he leaned with his right elbow on the
+counter, facing the thin pale man.  "But you are the only one in town
+whose movements are not well known to the community.  You are the only
+member of the community who is apart from the life of the town.  Of all
+the people in Wilson, you're the only one who could be a suspect."
+     "I presume you know, Mr. Corrigan, that murderers do not often
+look like murders.  Perhaps the true culprit is one of the innocent
+farmers in the area.  Perhaps it is Sherry.  Perhaps it is even you,
+Mr. Corrigan."
+     Corrigan shuddered as this last sentence was delivered with a
+small cold smile.  The pointed teeth showed plainly at this close
+distance, extending well below the level of the other upper teeth.  The
+FBI agent restrained his revulsion with difficulty.  "What I know is
+what I know.  I want you to know this.  You are a suspect.  We're
+watching you, Mr. Carver, and if you're the killer we'll catch you.
+You need not have any doubts about that."
+     Carver's smile was now frozen.  "Mr. Corrigan, I do not intend to
+be threatened.  You may either leave, or move to another subject."  The
+thin hands picked up the silverware again, only to be stopped by
+Corrigan's voice.
+     "Carver, I'm going to get you.  I don't care how long it takes,
+but your butt is mine."
+     Carver said nothing, his eyes on his plate.  Slowly, his hands
+contracted, bending the thick steel restaurant cutlery into U-shaped
+hunks of metal.  Finally he raised his eyes to Corrigan's, their black
+depths flickering with a dangerous red fire.  "Do not threaten me
+again, Mr. Corrigan.  I do not like threats, and I tend to react
+violently against them."  Rising from his seat, Carver reached into his
+coat pocket, withdrew the wallet, and taking two $20 bills from it
+tossed them on the counter.  "Good day, Mr. Corrigan."  Carver turned
+and stalked out the door.
+                                 * * *
+     That night, four FBI agents in plain clothes staked out Jared
+Carver's house.  Their instructions were clear - they were to watch the
+house, and if Carver emerged they were to follow him, without being
+seen, wherever he went.  If Carver even appeared to perform an illegal
+act, he was to be arrested.  If he so much as littered, Corrigan had
+instructed, the man was to be bent over the nearest hard object and
+cuffed.
+     As the night wore on, the lights in the house went off.  Finally,
+just short of midnight, the last one, in what appeared from without to
+be the living room, went dark, and the men prepared for a long vigil.
+But shortly a fog came creeping over the ground.  Although the man in
+front of the house couldn't believe he was seeing clearly, the fog
+appeared to issue from the house itself.  He reported the development
+on his radio, and the phenomenon was sufficiently curious that one of
+the other agents came around to look for himself.
+     The fog gathered on the gentle slope leading from the porch to the
+street, and then flowed downhill.  As it reached the sidewalk it
+stopped, and began to draw together.  The two FBI agents watched,
+mesmerized.  The fog began to sparkle as it coalesced.  A spinning
+motion began, and shortly the two men saw what resembled a spinning
+mass of dust motes, sparkling in the moonlight.  And suddenly the dust
+was gone, replaced by Carver, standing before them in his black suit,
+the dark cape hung over his shoulders.
+     Carver approached the two agents.  They did not move, their glassy
+eyes betraying their disassociation from reality.  Carver smiled his
+cold smile, the red flickering strongly in his eyes.  "Well, what have
+we here?  Two men, instead of one!  I shall indeed enjoy this night!"
+     The men shivered, thought the night was warm.  Carver stepped
+closer, until his breath stirred the hair of one of the agents.  "Do
+you fear me?" he asked in a voice as hard as iron.  "Do you understand
+what you are facing?  Do you realize that I have powers beyond your
+understanding, age beyond your power to imagine?"
+     The two men shivered more strongly now, and sweat poured from
+their faces.  Yet they stood stock still, nailed to the spot.  Carver
+placed his hand gently on the forehead of one of the men, a short,
+dark-haired man.  Pushing the man's head back, Carver bent his head
+down and, with a quick movement, snapped his teeth together in the
+man's neck.  A jerk ran through the frozen form, and Carver fastened
+his mouth over the incision he had created.  Sucking eagerly, he
+reached back with a hand and supported the form as it weakened.
+Finally, he raised his head, withdrew his hand, and watched calmly as
+the former FBI agent slumped to the ground.  Carver's mouth was smeared
+with blood.
+     Carver turned to the other agent, who during the entire episode
+had continued to stare with wide eyes at the house from which the fog
+had come.  "Now it's your turn.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I do."
+     In the morning the two agents were discovered.  Corrigan was
+livid, and Carver ate a hearty breakfast at the Agnes Cafe.
+                                 * * *
+     The stakeout continued with redoubled zeal.  It was one thing for
+Corrigan to be frustrated by apparently random killings of animals and
+people across the countryside.  It was an entirely different thing for
+two of his men to be murdered on duty, by the very villain they were
+there to watch for - obviously without a struggle, even though no one
+could explain how two strong, trained men could have their necks opened
+and their blood drained and not resist violently.  Added to the normal
+reaction of a law enforcement officer to a "cop killing" was Corrigan's
+monumental rage at the brazen slap in his face.  The two killings were
+obviously designed to mock his efforts, and Corrigan was not amused.
+     The killings, by being perpetrated right in front of Carver's
+house, focused Corrigan's suspicions more than ever.  He pulled almost
+all his agents and cooperating local peace officers in from their
+scattered locations, and threw a cordon around Carver's house.  In
+addition to the standing order to spot and hold Carver if he exited the
+house, Corrigan added two commands which puzzled his subordinates - any
+animal resembling a wolf was to be shot on sight, and fog was to be
+reported instantly.  Although Corrigan had not witnessed the fog that
+coalesced into the menacing, cold form of Jared Carver, he had finally
+realized that the killings in town had always occurred on nights of
+patchy fog that drifted, apparently at random, even when the wind did
+not blow.
+     For a week the intensified stakeout proved fruitless.  No killings
+occurred, Carver did not emerge, no fog appeared, and wolves were in
+short supply.  Corrigan, baffled and enraged, released half of his men
+to their previous duties.  The remaining agents and police officers -
+eight in all, continued to nightly watch the house on the hill, with
+Corrigan fuming in his car and keeping in touch by radio.
+     On the eighth night, the tense silence was broken by the laconic
+voice of an FBI agent.  "Corrigan, I've got a patch of fog drifting
+down the hill toward position 2."
+     Corrigan grabbed the microphone with his right hand, transferred
+it to his left, and jerked the ignition key with the now-free right
+hand.  "Roger."  Slamming the car into gear and steering with the
+already-occupied left hand, Corrigan reached down and switched
+frequencies.  "Everyone, converge on position two - right in front of
+the main door."
+     Roaring through the silent streets, and squealing around a corner,
+Corrigan jerked the car to a stop and piled out.  He saw the cause of
+the agent's report - a small patch of fog that appeared to boil as it
+moved slowly, menacingly, down the hill toward the street.  Walking up
+to the agent on duty, he ordered, "Report."
+     "That fog seemed to just form on the front porch, sir.  I don't
+know how - maybe my eyes just fooled me, although the moon's shining
+directly onto the front of the house.  Then it started moving down this
+way.  As you can tell, sir, there's a slight breeze uphill - how the
+fog's coming this way I haven't the slightest idea."
+     "Very well."  Corrigan thought a moment.  "Stay here and keep an
+eye on that fog.  I'm going to try to get a side view."
+     Corrigan moved off across the street and back down to the left,
+from where he'd come.  As he moved away, another car pulled up, and two
+local police officers climbed out, watching the fog.  More familiar
+with local weather, they were more baffled than the FBI agent, who was
+confused enough on his own.
+     Corrigan reached the corner and began to walk up the hill.  The
+property was not fenced, and as he slipped up the dew-wet grass he kept
+his eyes on the fog, which was now to his right.  As he watched, the
+patch of vapor drew together, increasing in height, and sped down the
+hill toward the officers on the opposite sidewalk.  Paralyzed with
+astonishment, Corrigan froze on place, his tongue unable to move.
+     The fog halted its strange progress directly in front of the three
+officers.  Whirling rapidly, it became less a fog and more a column of
+swirling glitter, as if dust were dancing in the moonlight.  It swirled
+faster, taking on an apparently solid shape.  Suddenly, the glitter was
+gone and the tall form of Jared Carver stood before the officers, who
+stood as if petrified.
+     Corrigan's tongue, motivated by rage and fear, found its mobility
+again.  "Hey, you!" he shouted, as he began to run as best as he could
+down the slick grass of the hill.  "Get away from my men!"
+     Carver whirled.  His face gleamed a dead bone white in the
+moonlight, and his eyes gleamed with a crimson fire straight out of
+hell.  The fanged mouth contorted in a feral snarl, and even as he
+slipped and almost fell on the wet grass Corrigan could hear the hiss,
+as of twenty snakes in a rage.
+     Corrigan halted, not 20 yards from Carver.  The strange resident
+of Wilson stood, his hands curved into claws, the eyes blazing with
+unholy fire, the long canine fangs bared.  The FBI man drew his gun,
+totally unsure of the effect of lead on someone who could move as fog
+in the night.  Hoping to avoid a test of the matter, he spoke.  "What
+are you doing, Carver?"
+     The cold arrogance of the man was intensified, backed up by a
+baffled and terrible rage.  "It does not concern you what I am doing.
+I rule myself - no law and no man does so.  I suggest that you take
+yourself far from here, for this place is inhospitable and will not
+suffer you long to live."
+     "Is that so?"  Corrigan was not nearly as certain of his position
+as he hoped his voice made it seem he was.  "I am hereby placing you
+under arrest for murder.  You have the right to--"
+     Carver hissed like a steam engine, the snarl fiercer than ever.
+"*You* are arresting *me*?  Do you know who and what I am?  You cannot
+hold me.  You cannot take me.  You can do nothing to me.  Now *leave*,
+or die!"
+     Corrigan had faced armed madmen, worked on bomb disposal squads,
+and provided security in highly dangerous environments.  His bavery was
+not in question - he knew that he possessed physical courage.  But this
+evil creature was more than he could handle.  He knew that his gun and
+his training would be of absolutely no use against Carver, the man who
+bent steel cutlery without effort in his hands and moved across the
+land in ways mortals could only guess at.  Holstering his pistol,
+Corrigan did the hardest thing he'd ever done - he turned and walked
+away, knowing that three men were being left behind to be drained of
+their blood.
+                                 * * *
+     The next day, armed with a wooden stake, a mallet, several cloves
+of garlic, an ax, a can of kerosene, and a book of matches, Corrigan
+walked slowly up the hill to the front door of Carver's house.  He did
+not put any stock in the supernatural, but he knew of no other way to
+attack the creature who had left three corpses in the street, bled dry
+to feed its hunger.  He knew that bullets would not work, and he was
+forced to fall back on superstition and tradition in fighting the evil
+that had come to Wilson.
+     Corrigan knocked on the door, and received no answer.  He didn't
+know whether he'd expected one or not - vampires were reputed to be
+unable to move in daylight, yet Carver had repeatedly shown himself in
+Wilson during the day.  He knocked again, and a third time.  When there
+was still no answer, he tried the door.  The knob turned easily, and
+Corrigan walked in.
+     The living room was sparsely furnished - a sofa along one wall, a
+few armchairs scattered around, a bookcase along one wall that
+apparently had never been used.  Passing carefully through the living
+room, Corrigan found the kitchen, which was coated with dust and
+apparently had not been used since Carver took possession of the house.
+Looking around, Corrigan investigated all the rooms on the first floor,
+finding that only the living room and the bathroom showed signs of use.
+     With increasing trepidation, the agent ascended the stairs.  He
+found one bedroom had been used, and the closet showed signs that it
+had been emptied within the last few hours.  The bathroom had clearly
+been used, and no other rooms upstairs.
+     Returning to the first floor, Corrigan looked around for a
+basement door.  Finally, tucked into a corner of the kitchen, he found
+it.  It was locked, and the lock was so rusted that it could not
+possibly have been opened in years.
+     Later in the day Corrigan and several agents, along with all the
+remaining officers of the Wilson police department, returned with a
+search warrant.  All the rooms were carefully searched, and the
+basement broken into.  All they found were rats and roaches and signs
+of slight recent occupation.  Carver was gone, leaving behind no clue
+as to where he would go next.
+                                 * * *
+     Two years later, working on a case in Massachusetts, Corrigan
+discovered a stone in an old graveyard.  On it he read the name - Jared
+Carver, the dates - 1676 to 1711, and the epitaph - "He Comes on
+Ancient Winds."  Corrigan decided not to have the grave exhumed to see
+if there were any bones in what remained of the coffin.
+
+
+Enokrad's Tail
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    Enokrad's Tail
+                   by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+
+        Suraci stumbled into his dark loft above the alchemist's shop, a
+charred scroll case clenched tightly in his fist.  The fire still burned
+in his mind's eye, along with the angry faces of the mob.  His lungs heaved
+as he pushed the heavy oak door closed and pulled the iron bolt to.
+        At last I'm safe, he thought, clutching the scroll case tightly to
+his chest.  He leaned against the door and waited for his eyes to adjust to
+the darkness.
+        The duel had lasted three days long.  Suraci had watched from his
+loft as the two wizards had battled high above the city.  Protocol had been
+broken in endangering so many of the people of Alitos like that, but
+wizards of great power need not worry about lesser beings.  Near the duel's
+end the young mage had seen his chance and acted.
+        Suraci could make out the faint outlines of his desk and bookshelf
+near the window.  He started towards it.  Pain suddenly shot through his
+shin as he ran into a chair.
+        "Damn," he muttered under his breath and kicked the chair out of his
+way.  He moved forward with his arm outstretched, carefully feeling for the
+desk.
+        The young mage got to the desk and felt for his lamp.  Its smooth,
+bronze casting felt cool to his hand.  He waved his fingers over it and
+several archaic words flowed down his tongue and over his lips.
+        The wick ignited, casting its golden light over his soot covered face
+  Suraci sat the leather scroll case on his desk and looked at it.  Half of
+the brown tube was blackened, ending where the cap had been before it had
+burned off in the inferno.
+        Bits of charred, blackened leather crumbled from it as he carefully
+rolled the case over.  On the other side, inscribed on an iron plate, were
+the words "The Spell of Enokrad".  Suraci smiled.
+        Long before Enokrad had challenged Drolerif for his seat on the
+Mage's Guild Council, Suraci had been invited to visit the great sorcerer
+at his estate on the other side of town.  The young mage had at first been
+flabbergasted by the offer, but then he realized the Enokrad could see his
+great potential, where others had not.
+        While at the estate, Enokrad had shown him his basement vault full of
+ancient and powerful scrolls.  One of them the great sorcerer had written
+himself, and Suraci held it now with his dirty fingers.
+        Just after midnight on the third day of the battle, a great bolt of
+light arced across the sky.  Bits of Enokrad's flaming body hurtled into
+the Gaff River and a great cloud of steam billowed forth.  It was over,
+with the pompous Drolerif retaining his seat on the council.
+        Thoughts had swarmed around in Suraci's mind as he had watched the
+human meteor fall from the sky.  With Enokrad gone, intruder defenses at
+his estate would be at a minimum and he could purloin the scroll.
+        Suraci had arrived just minutes before the mob had.
+        They were bent on cleansing Alitos of any reminders of the alleged
+necromancer's vile presence.  He had barely got through the door with
+scroll in hand when they tried to set him and the house on fire.  The young
+mage had run for his life, eventually winding up back in his loft.
+        So what does the spell do? he wondered.  It was no use to speculate.
+Whatever it was, it must be powerful.  After all, the sorcerer had named it
+after himself.
+        Suraci grabbed the chair that he had kicked over and sat down at his
+desk.  He then carefully slid the scroll out from its case.
+        A gasp came from his throat as he saw that the edge of the rolled up
+parchment was burnt.  If any of the words on the manuscript had been
+destroyed, the spell would be useless.  Did he dare unroll it, only to find
+that his efforts had been for naught?  Yes, he grinned wolfishly, it is
+indeed worth it.
+        Suraci slowly flattened the parchment out on his desk.  Bits of the
+left side cracked and crumbled into ash.  He winced as each crack appeared.
+        With it opened, he scanned the document.  It was damaged, but none of
+the text had been harmed.  The young mage could barely contain his
+excitement, his hands shaking as he began to read it.
+        The script was in ancient Tuknarian, one of the first things a person
+learns as a wizard's apprentice.  That was about all Suraci's teacher had
+taught him before the old man had met his demised.  Suraci had desperately
+needed wizard's blood for a potion and the old man had been the only
+accessible source.  The hieroglyphic script flowed across the page as he
+hastily read the introductory paragraph.
+        "I, Enokrad, sorcerer without peer, pen this spell to secure my
+long-lasting presence in the universe.  This spell before you is indeed
+powerful, and will grant the caster a great reward."
+        Suraci laughed.  He could feel the power coursing from the words to
+him.  Never had he been exposed to such a spell, not even when he had
+stolen his master's spell book and read it from front to back.
+        Power, true power, was in his grasp.  He clenched his fists and shook
+them.  He would show those fools that had thrown him out of the Mage's
+Guild, and avenge the only sorcerer that had ever been kind to him.  Then
+he would sit at the head of the council.  The young mage laughed again.
+        He looked back at the scroll.  The first step of the spell was next.
+After wiping his sweaty hands on his thighs and adjusting his position in
+his seat, Suraci began to read again, his dark eyes glowing with excitement.
+        "For proper casting of the spell, several items you will need.
+Gather forth these things: a saucer of the finest porcelain, the silvery
+dust of dried Therabin berries gathered at the height of the full moon, the
+metal plate attached to the case containing this scroll, and the milk from
+a cow not more than three years of age."
+        Is that it, he shook his head, only four components?  It was hard to
+believe something so powerful could be so simple.
+        He rummaged around his cluttered loft.  In the cabinet he found a
+good saucer.  On his mystical spice rack was a bottle of the glittering
+berry dust.  Suraci had to sneak out to the tavern next door to steal a
+bottle of milk left on the back porch.
+        When he came back he careful pried the metal plate off of the scroll
+case.  On the back were several peculiar inscriptions.  It was obviously
+vital to the spell, perhaps even the prime focus for the magical energies
+to flow through.  Suraci sat back down and read the next step.
+        "The location of the spell is vital,"
+        Uh-oh, the young mage thought.  He had not imagined the possibility
+that he might need to relocate to cat the spell.
+        "It must in an area near a large quantity of magical elixirs . . ."
+        Damn.  Where could he find a great quantity of magical elixirs?  Of
+course!  The alchemist's shop was right underneath him.  Hundred of potions
+and the like were just under his feet.  No problem there.
+        " . . . and the area must have a window overlooking the city of
+Alitos."
+        That was very specific.  He looked out of his window at the roof tops
+of Alitos and smiled.  Suraci could think of no better place to cast the
+spell than in his own loft.
+        "First, open the window and place the saucer on the window sill.
+Then fill it with milk.  Draw two circles on the floor with the berry dust,
+making sure that there are no gaps.  One circle must be one foot in radius,
+the other three feet.  Connect them with a line of half a foot.  As you are
+doing so, read out loud the Sequinian Chant of Calling."
+        Suraci gulped.  This was a spell of summoning.  But summoning what?
+A demon form the deepest depths of darkness?  This spell was indeed
+dangerous.  He frowned.  But he power he would control would be
+inconceivable.  He smiled and rubbed his hands together.
+        With a yank, he removed the dusty rug of virgin's scalps out from in
+front of the window.  Suraci had paid a fortune for it.  he threw it
+hastily in the corner and opened the window.
+        The smoke from Enokrad's burning home hung over the darkened city.
+It was a shame.  What had been lost when Enokrad's house had went up in
+flames?  The people of the city were barbarians, but they would pay dearly.
+        He sat the saucer on the window and filled it with milk.  What did
+this part of the spell have to do with anything?  Oh well, sometimes it was
+best no to think about the structures of a spell.  Apprentices had gone mad
+doing so.
+        Suraci found the Sequinian chant in an old, dusty book entitled
+"Summoning Safely: How to Call Them Before They Call You."  He took the
+vial of silvery dust and sprinkled it on the floor, reading the chant
+slowly as he formed the mystical symbols.
+        With that done he started towards his desk to finish reading the
+scroll, but something stopped him dead in his tracks.  An unearthly
+presence filled up the room.  Suraci looked back at the circles.  Nothing
+was there.  His gaze slowly shifted to the window.
+        Two glowing green eyes stared out at him from the darkness.  His
+heart began to pound in his ears.  he tried to move but his body was
+paralyzed with fear.
+        The two green eyes lowered to the saucer and a lapping sound could be
+heard.  What was it?
+        After it had finished with the milk, the creature jumped from the
+window sill into the room and carefully sat down.  Suraci relaxed.  It was
+a black cat with huge green eyes.
+        "Shoo!" he said to the cat, "You're messing up the spell!"  The cat
+slowly looked around the room.  It sat up, stretched, and walked over to
+the young mage.  Then it sat down in front of him and stared coldly into
+his eyes.  A strange metal medallion hung from its neck.
+        Suraci bent down and looked at the ornament.  It was square and made
+of iron.  Inscribed on it was "Dark One."
+        He gulped.  This was Enokrad's familiar.  The cat had been there that
+day when Enokrad had shown him the scroll.  What did this mean?  He quickly
+went over to the scroll and read the next line.
+        "Place the cat in the smaller circle,"
+        Suraci gulped and turned toward the cat.  It walked over, sat in the
+circle, and looked at him impatiently.  He gulped again.  What had he
+gotten himself into?  What kind of forces were at work here?  He glanced
+back at the scroll.
+        "With the iron plate in your left hand, step into the larger circle.
+Chant the following phrase repeatedly and await your reward."
+        Suraci picked up the iron plate.  It was cold in his hand.  He
+studied the incantation, knowing he must do it perfectly or the spell would
+backfire.  When he was confident about it, he walked over to the circle and
+stepped in.
+        Tingling energy filled the air, along with a sense of wrongness.
+What was wrong?  Perhaps he should stop.  He hesitated to start the
+enchantment and wondered what power would be his.
+        "Meow," vocalized the cat sternly.  He looked down at it a nodded.
+        The words crept out of his mouth like dusty pages from an archaic
+volume.  He coughed, but continued.
+        The tingling energy grew around his body.  The words became easier
+to say and soon flowed out of his mouth with no effort, in fact, it was
+like someone else was saying them.  He could feel the power coursing
+through his body and smiled.  Suddenly there was a flash of light and
+his view shifted.
+        When his eyes came back into focus, Enokrad looked down at his
+new body.  It was young and healthy.  His insurance policy had paid off.
+        The cat was meowing horribly.  Enokrad poured a saucer of milk and
+set it in front of the feline.
+        "Here is your reward," Enokrad smiled.  The cat blinked several
+times, then began to lap up the milk.
+
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+
+Perspectives
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas D. Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+             Perspectives
+             by Thomas D. Van Hook
+             written 14 Dec 93 0528am
+
+
+           I remember, an age of innocence
+           A time of little cares and whims
+           Playing basketball and baseball
+           Throwing rocks on ponds to skim
+
+           I remember that what would follow
+           A time that chilled my marrow
+           Unexpressive and rebellious
+           My focus, was too narrow
+
+           Pent-up anger and frustration
+           Taken out on other's nerves
+           Plainly for sheer pleasure
+           Not knowing what cause I'd serve
+
+           Into the machine, I descended
+           Became a part of what I hated
+           Not sensing what I had become
+           My lust for pain...unsated
+
+           As I grew, I learned expression
+           To communicate my pain
+           How to work my anger out
+           With pen, paper and brain
+
+           Now I glance upon my past
+           To see what brought me here
+           My perspective has always been changing
+           Along with my hopes, dreams and fears
+
+
+
+Irony
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+What would I do in days of old 
+the nights unfold 
+like misty magic memories 
+The interplay of human light 
+our souls take flight 
+til death surrenders all. 
+The spark within you shines again 
+I think back and remember when 
+you spilled your watercolors across the sky. 
+Throughout my deepest, darkest days 
+in wonderment, I stand amazed 
+tis you who keeps me from despair. 
+Where once I heard your blackened sighs 
+a glimpse of intimate sacrifice 
+Such irony is this! 
+With a rush of light and laughter 
+tis you I follow after 
+into this playground of the night. 
+ 
+Written 1/25/93  by Tamara   (c) 1993
+
+
+The Real Inheritan
+Copyright (c) 1994, Jim Reid
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ 
+Some say I have my Granddad's eyes
+   and his big ears.
+ 
+But I'd rather think
+   I have the sense of honor
+      he displayed daily at work.
+His calm steel in tough times.
+And the love of a family
+   put before himself.
+ 
+Heredity is only a canvas
+   on which the real inheritance
+      is painted.
+The likeness of my Granddad's spirit.
+
+
+
+Borodino Landing
+Copyright (c) 1994, Mark Denslow
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Borodino Landing
+
+I remember you
+when the sun rose at Lake Skaneatales
+out of the blue-green water
+the summer was to itself warm and young
+then you were as old as the hills
+you days were as many as
+the risings and settings of the sun
+God took his fingers
+and created these "Finger Lakes"
+my grandfather taught me this
+when I was three
+we would go fishing
+this is where my mother and father honeymooned
+the old steamboat landing
+
+
+I FEAR
+Copyright (c) 1994, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+I want your touch,
+But I fear it may be a hot brand
+to burn me.
+
+I want your smile,
+But I fear it's brightness
+may blind me.
+
+I want your arms,
+But I fear their strength
+may crush me.
+
+I want your love,
+But I fear it's tenderness
+may bruise me.
+
+I want all of you,
+But I fear you are dangerous
+to my health,
+my love.
+
+By
+Tricia Meeks
+12/26/91
+
+What We Say
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+*Something wrong*
+(I hear it;
+It's like a low hum or soft purr)
+[And I can hear it in the world]
+
+*Convert to GIF--
+Override the interlace header and read the PCX,
+Crank the MODs*
+(Lightspeed C through CyberSpace)
+[Overtake Pascal by leapbounds and 
+be sure to document it]
+
+*There's something still wrong*
+(Potential turns to kinetic energy)
+[Centripetal force dances around the radius
+while we examine the slope of the tangent]
+
+([We sometimes get caught up with our words...])
+*Just listen to the spin doctors...*
+
+[We know what we say and we know what we mean]
+(But does that mean)
+[(*that you know what we mean, too?*)]
+
+
+Choked Out Blossom
+Copyright (c) 1994, Michie Sidwell
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+  CHOKED OUT BLOSSOM
+ 
+ 
+  Writhing in the shame of skin
+  Spilled lips
+  With the imperfections of word
+  Sought to make like prettier
+  In the white rapture
+  Of oiled paper
+  Blends the spectrum of tear
+  With the colours of coughed blood
+  Pulverized by the rape of the earth
+  The swallowed seed shoved into a cell
+  From the womb till the headkick of light
+  And this is why the babies cry
+  But learns to adapt to blood and shadow
+  Killing and maiming
+  By the gun or the more primitive murder
+  Of the word
+  Struck the hammer inside
+  And smothered the eyes with death prose
+  The prepared fable of the grave
+ 
+
+
+Open Wide
+Copyright (c) 1994, David Ziegler
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                           Open Wide
+        Open wide they said, here it comes. It never tasted good.
+        Always bitter ar sour. So then they made it pretty colors .
+        So I might think it something else; Cherry Soda perhaps or
+        Grape. Then they quit even trying to fool me they just said take
+        it its good for you. But I don`t like it ! I said. We all knew I
+        had no choice.
+
+        Open wide they said its good for you, It wont hurt at all
+        Then the room got funny and everything was mushy. I
+        floated This time and even I though it wasn`t good I sure liked
+        the floating part. Open wide they said as they pumped my
+        stomach. Too much of A good thing? Perhaps well better luck
+        next time just a little less maybe.
+
+        Open wide they said this wont hurt, you wont feel a thing.
+        They skillfully removed my dignity, my honor and were working on
+        my soul. Stop I said I am in here and I want to be heard!
+        Shhhh. It will all be over in a minute . And it was.
+        A shell emerged bearing my name, resembling me in so many ways.
+        But It was not me. The fire was gone, the spirit had
+        left.
+
+        The shell continued onward. Pausing now and then to
+        reflect. What was it that brought him to this place. His parents
+        ? not really. His teachers ? not entirely. Society ? not hardly.
+        A steady diet of opening wide ? Of blind trust ?
+
+        We may never know what brought him here to this place that
+        disgusts us. We may never know why the blank stare in
+        his eyes. But we must know this we played a part each
+        and everyone of us With our selfish uncaring attitudes.
+        And our unending search for success no matter the cost.
+        He could have been one of us, in fact he was. The
+        pressure got to him and he just gave up.
+
+
+        It was a slow process the little things went first. He opened
+        wide and let them take his pride. Then his heart went and all
+        that was left was his job, his title, his place high up on the
+        pecking order. Then one day they said to him you have to go.
+        There was nothing left. The kids had left long ago along
+        with the wife he had ignored for so long. Well she left to
+        enter her own nightmare pecking order; we still don`t know
+        how that will turn out.
+
+        In the middle of the rust belt with a shopping cart and an
+        M.B.A. he paused and wondered if I had just once said no !  This
+        is not in my best interest. Would it have been better somehow?
+        I think so . Sheep are never allowed too wear their coats for
+        very long and the big fish always eat the small fish.
+
+         So Tell Me !
+
+         How does it feel to be just another part of the food chain ?
+
+
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+
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Returned Christmas Gifts                           
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ                   
+
+ 10. Chia Pet Marital Aid
+  9. Complete Boxed Set of Chevy Chase Show (1 VHS Tape)        
+  8. Jurassic Pork Cutlets Gift Set                              
+  7. Michael Bolton & Barry Manilow: White Boys In the 'Hood Rap CD    
+  6. Rush Limbaugh's "Let's Get Naked and Sweat" Exercise Video
+  5. John Wayne Bobbit Doll (returned for non-working Parts)
+  4. Playboy "Girls of 7-11" Christmas Calendar
+  3. New Domino's Pizza T-Shirt: "30 Min. Or, Well, It's Late."
+  2. Michael Jackson's Li'l Tykes Playhouse
+  1. Crotchless Trousers
+
+
+Curmudgeon Letters
+Copyright (c) 1994, Al Ruffin
+All rights reserved
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><HAS REPLIES><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1386   of   1390       Date : 12/18/93 09:24
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : Al Ruffin
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : WHERE AM I?
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>Personally speaking, I'm right here. Typing. Working on getting the
+JD>Jan. issue of STTS out. Help me out by writing me a nice "letters to
+JD>the editor" type letter. <grin>
+ 
+The Editor:
+ 
+        Sir:
+ 
+I take keyboard in hand to complain of a situation that must be put
+right.
+ 
+Our once proud nation, the ruler of the known Universe, is being ruined.
+ 
+Ever since these yuppies came along and began drinking white wine, the
+United States of America as we all knew and loved it has been destroyed.
+ 
+White wine is no substitute for the manly drink of strong likker.
+Cheese no substitute for roast beef and potatoes, for ham and grits.
+ 
+Sex, once confined to the privacy of the family automobile and living
+room couch, is now practiced openly,  and with the lights on. With white
+wine. Why, I've heard that that Kennedy whelp tossed a waitress on a
+table in a downtown Washington restaurant. Dens of Iniquity!
+ 
+I call for all men to at once return to the good old, established
+American practices of swigging likker from the bottle, stuffing
+themselves to bursting at every meal, and screwing in private like God
+intended.
+ 
+Y'rs. Cur M. Udgeon, Private, USA (Ret'd)
+ 
+ 
+Editor:
+ 
+Our country is being ruined.
+ 
+There are too many of them and too few of us.
+ 
+I know how to end the population explosion of the lower classes.
+ 
+DeWayne Bobbitt can be the first to head a new Federal Agency, which I
+recommend be named "Bobbitt Off Population" in his honor.
+ 
+Gun control is not the answer.
+ 
+And, if they don't speak English real good, I say get rid of them.
+ 
+Cur. M. Udgeon, Prof of Societal Studies, Offshore Univ. (ret'd)
+ 
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ "Windows: Just another pane inthe glass."--Avenir R.
+ þ RTUTI r2 v1.01á þ by Walter Ames, The GreyHawk BBS (410)720-5083
+ * FTB's Passport BBS, 301-662-9134  Second star on the left.
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.05  PASSPORT (#1716) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+
+Happy New Year
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. DeRouen and A. Unknown
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                           You Know You Had 
+                            A Little *Too*
+                         Happy New Year's Eve
+                                 If...
+
+
+1.   You wake up January 7th in Yokohama.
+
+2.   Your head weighs 260 lbs.  (Not counting your breath!)
+
+3.   You're married to three different people whose names you can't seem
+     to recall.
+
+4.   Your shoes are on your ears.
+
+5.   You are standing naked on one leg in front of the library,
+     squirting water out of your mouth a pigeon on your nose.
+
+6.   Your hair aches.
+
+7.   Someone is attempting to install your tongue in the hall as wall-
+     to-wall carpeting.
+
+8.   Your socks are still rolling up and down.
+
+9.   There is an elephant in your bedroom.
+
+10.  Your skin is the colour of a martini.
+
+11.  You have a hickey where you have never had a hickey before.
+
+12.  Someone calls from Tijuana saying they've found some underwear with
+     your name on it.
+
+13.  Your find your signature on a contract for 470 `special rate'
+     lessons at Ludendorff's Drive and Dance School.
+
+14.  You have 8 unsigned IOU's in your wallet where your credit cards
+     used to be.
+
+15.  You want to drink Lake Michigan, polluted or not.
+
+16.  You find you've had 12 pounds of silicone inserted in a most
+     unusual place.
+
+17.  You have an engagement ring on your finger with the inscription
+     "Love from Bruce".
+
+18.  There is a fried clam in your navel.
+
+19.  The pain is indescribable.
+
+20.  You keep calling for your mother.
+
+21.  There is chimpanzee hair on your shoulder.
+
+23.  All you want for breakfast is a bowl of steam.
+
+24.  There's a Chia pet growing in your belly button
+
+25.   You wake up in EuroDisney
+                               
+
+
+                           HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
+                               
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+               U.S.A. 
+
+
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+seventh issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we're going to begin PAYING for accepted
+ submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a bi-annual "best
+ of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+ categories will receive substantial cash prizes.
+
+ These changes will take effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ bi-annual awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, bi-annual cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission.
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the bi-annual award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+BI-ANNUAL CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category.
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ bi-annual awards.
+
+ Bi-annual prize amounts
+ -----------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the bi-annual awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop.
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 70 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, and Scotland.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8188 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9401.ZIP. After Feb. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9402.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9402.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Happy January 2nd, 1994! Yes, indeed, STTS Magazine is exactly two days
+late. If New Year's Eve hadn't fallen on the 31st this month, <Grin>
+then it probably wouldn't have been. C'est la vie, and all that. I think
+you'll be pleased with this issue (or have already been pleased,
+depening upon when you're reading this column) and find it was worth the
+extra two days wait.
+
+Let us know what you think of the new format (the nested menus) as well
+as the additon of Liz Shelton's ANSWER ME! column, my STTS BBS NEWS
+column, and the monthly MY VIEW guest editorial. If you have a comment,
+you know where to send it.
+
+Here's to a great 1994! 
+
+Thanks for reading,
+
+   Joe DeRouen
+   January 2nd, 1994
+
+
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+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  Volume II, Issue 1                       January 1st, 1994
+
+  Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+  Editorial......................................Joe DeRouen
+  Staff of STTS.............................................
+  >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+  STTS Mailbag..............................................
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News.....................
+  The Question & Answers Session............................
+  Answer Me!.....................................Liz Shelton
+  My View: Healthcare.........................L. Shawn Aiken  
+  Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+  >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<  
+  A Plausible Model for Space Combat............Robert McKay  
+  STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+  >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+  (Movie) Geronimo: An American Legend.........Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Beethoven's 2nd......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Wayne's World 2......................Bruce Diamond
+  (Music) Now You Are My Home/Cliff Eberhardt....Joe DeRouen
+  (Music) Spare Ass Annie/William S. Burroughs...Liz Shelton
+  (Music) Alapalooza/Weird Al Yankovic.......Heather DeRouen
+  (Book)  Lady Slings The Booze/Spider Robinson..Joe DeRouen 
+  (Book)  The Adept/Kurtz & Harris...........Thomas Van Hook
+  (Book)  Mr. Murder/Dean Koontz.............Heather DeRouen
+   ÿ        Advertisement-Legend of The Red Dragon  
+  >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+  The Caravan.....................................A.M.Eckard  
+  He Comes on Ancient Winds.....................Robert McKay
+  Enokrad's Tail..............................L. Shawn Aiken  
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software       
+  >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+  Perspective................................Thomas Van Hook
+  Irony...............................................Tamara
+  The Real Inheritan................................Jim Reid
+  Borodino Landing..............................Mark Denslow   
+  I Fear......................................Patricia Meeks
+  What We Say....................................J. Guenther
+  Choked Out Blossom..........................Michie Sidwell
+  Open Wide....................................David Ziegler
+   ÿ       ÿÿÿÿAdvertisement-Chrysalis BBS  
+  >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+  Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+  Curmudgeon.......................................Al Ruffin
+  You're Had A Happy NYE If..........J. DeRouen & A. Unknown
+  >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+  How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+  ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+  Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+  Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+  Contact Points............................................
+  Distribution Sites........................................
+  Distribution Via Networks.................................
+  End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+
+     .        .                 .            .                       .
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÛÛÄÄÛÛÄÄÛÛÛÛÛÛÄÄÛÛÛÛÛÛÄÄÛÛÛÛÛÛÄÄÛÛÄÄÛÛÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
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+  .      .       .     .       .    .      .     .           .        .
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+  .Sunlight Through     ÛÛÛ.  ÛÛ  ÛÛ. ÛÛ  ÛÛ.  ÛÛ   ÛÛ .      .    ú
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+        .January 1st   . ÜÜ     . ÜÜ .    ÜÜ .      ÜÜ .  .        .
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+       .          .         .          .          .          .   (c)1994,JD
+
+
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+First and foremost, Happy New Year to each and every one of you!
+
+1993 was a year of mixed emotions for me. A lot of good things happened
+to me and mine, as did a lot of bad things. Mostly, for me, 1993 was a
+year of change. 
+
+We saw a democrat take the presidency for the first time in twelve
+years. (and do a pretty decent job, in this publisher's opinion) We saw
+a lot of turmoil around the world. We saw a lot of changes, both
+locally, nationally, and world-wide. Changes are what makes the world go
+around, I suppose.
+
+In my personal life, I realized the 10 year ambition of putting up a
+BBS. Starting a electronic magazine has been an ambition of mine for
+only about 2 years, but one just as important and one that I managed to
+fulfill quite nicely. In 1993, I managed to have a few more stories and
+articles published, and work my way towards making a living as a writer.
+I'm not quite there yet, but I'm getting closer.
+
+1993 saw my wife Heather continue to do battle against cancer. The
+doctors tried a lot of different treatments, with varying degrees of
+success. I'm confident that she'll beat the disease and live a long,
+fulfilling life at my side. It's just something I *know*.
+
+With this issue, we start Volume II of the magazine. Thank all of you
+for supporting the magazine thus far, and I hope you'll stick with us
+for future issues to come. 
+
+Happy New Year!
+
+Joe DeRouen, Dec. 22nd 1993
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Liz Shelton............................Answer Me Column
+  Randy Shipp............................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Feature Articles
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Liz Shelton works in an office all day, but by night she pokes around
+  on her computer (to include a large portion of BBSing), and practices
+  her guitar (she needs a LOT more practice).  Liz likes to write when
+  she gets the notion, as long as she doesn't have to be too serious.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished
+  works, an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after
+  hearing about some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce
+  Diamond to join him in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy
+  to take up movie criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's
+  showing conservative political thinkers the error of their ways,
+  reading, or playing bass or the guitar (depending on the day of the
+  week) He occasionally works selling computers, too. When he grows up,
+  he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Shawn Aiken............................Fiction
+  Lucia Chambers.........................RIP Cover
+  Mark Denslow...........................Poetry
+  A.M. Eckard............................Fiction
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Jim Reid...............................Poetry
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Al Ruffin..............................Humour
+  Michie Sidwell.........................Poetry
+  Author Unknown.........................Humour
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry
+  David Ziegler..........................Poetry
+
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do, live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Chrles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  A.M.Eckard started out writing short fiction and poetry in college and
+  then drifted away from it for twenty years. He spent that time
+  enamored of becoming a "Renaissance Man". He became a generalist in a
+  time of specialists and is finally getting back to writing. He can be
+  reached through the Internet as arthur.eckard@the-spa.com.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  Jim Reid is a hard-working federal employee who lives in Virginia with
+  his lovely wife Kris and two equally pretty daughters.  He manages
+  people for a living, programs shareware for the challenge, and writes
+  poetry to vent the stresses created by the other two activities.
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk.
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Michie Sidwell lives with his mother about 25 miles south of
+  Washington, DC., in the large shopping town of Waldorf, MD. He spends
+  a lot of time in nightclubs in DC that cater to the gothic/alternative
+  music scene. Working for a art supply store, Michie spends his free
+  hours with his computer and writing poetry. He plans to attend college
+  in the near future.
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, a sargent in the Air Force, currently lives in
+  Germany with his wife and new baby. Although he enjoys the beautiful
+  countryside there, they are all looking forward to coming home for a
+  visit this winter.  A poet for several years, Thomas delves into the
+  essence of his works with characteristic clarity and honesty.
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties.
+
+  David's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away to a few
+  friends. He then started  writing Satirical Prose and found it a great
+  stress reliever.  He lives in Sacramento with his wife Gloria and two
+  cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which gives him fodder
+  for the keyboard.  Writing to David is a kind of cleansing it is
+  something that when he has to do it he has no choice. By the same
+  token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his head.
+
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+
+
+
+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, we'll pull a letter or two out of our mailbag and see what
+ we wind. We reserve the right to edit for clarity and space, of course.
+ All letters will be answered, though may not necessarily appear between
+ these electronic pages.]
+
+
+
+Joe:
+
+Well, it's about time I wrote you a note concerning SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS.  It's a good, solid entry into the world of electronic
+magazines, and I'm not just saying that because you publish my work,
+feeble as it is. 
+
+Thought I'd take some time to reflect on the December 1993 issue,
+starting with "Yule," by Brigid Childs.  Brigid does a great job of
+explaining holiday symbols as derived from pagan times (her
+"Halloween" article in the October issue was equally informative), but
+I still find myself yearning for more.  I would have liked a treatise
+on *how* and *why* the early church incorporated the pagan symbols,
+the historical hue-and-cry that arose from both sides over the
+appropriation, and the present-day deniability that certain born-
+agains, Pentecostals, and Holy Rollers (fundies, tonguies, and
+rollies, according to a friend of mine) have attached to these self-
+same symbols.  But that wasn't the point, was it?  I'm looking forward
+to Brigid's piece on the vernal equinox, sure to appear in your March
+issue, right?  (Hint, hint.)
+
+"State of the Art For Awhile":  I started on VIC-20s, too, but never
+got into the online community until my C-64 and its "blazingly-fast"
+1200 baud modem.  One point in your article that I'd like to pick at,
+though:  you state your wife's company bought her a Twincom 9600
+modem, then a paragraph later you say that lightning paid a visit to
+*your* Twincom 9600 (after you had appropriated it for the BBS).
+Already taking advantage of Texas' community property laws, hmmmm?
+
+Survey -- Movie reviews only placed sixth out of nine categories?
+Maybe I need to spice them up, somehow . . . start reviewing adult
+movies, perhaps, or .fli, .gl, and .dl files from adult BBSes.  Wotta
+ya think?
+
+Movie Reviews -- Remind me to proofread, willya?  Thanks.
+
+CD Reviews -- Yer startin' ta sound like a PR flack, Joe.  Gonna go
+work for a record company soon?  <grin>  Wendy Bryson's review of the
+Vince Gill CD was too short, though -- it gave me no real flavor for
+the album.
+
+Book Reviews -- Okay, you've given me a taste, but for some reason,
+I'm not compelled to read JUMPER.  Robert's piece, on the other hand,
+has some meat to it, with something to say about STAR TREK books.
+I'll disagree with him on one point, however:  ST novels are regarded
+as canon by some people who like the subgenre -- all you have to do is
+visit any of the echomail ST conferences to see that many, many people
+regard the novels (*and* the comic books) as canon.  The same thing is
+happening to STAR WARS -- a publishing industry has appeared, and the
+Timothy Zahn books are being treated as canon, to the point that many
+readers think the Zahn trilogy will be the basis for the next movie
+trilogy, despite Lucas' repeated denials.  Some people just carry a
+good thing too far.
+
+Poetry -- My favorite poems this issue are "Personal Notes in Black
+Mirrors," by Michie Sidwell, for its layers within layers, and
+"Mi'Lord," by Patricia Meeks, for its unabashed romanticism.
+
+Fiction:
+
+"Airborne," Robert McKay -- Fascinating idea of an alternate society,
+but the story seems little more than a technical study in aircraft
+repair and crisis management.  I would have liked more about the
+society itself, especially its economic structure.  How did the
+residential flyers pay for refueling and other dirt-based resources?
+(And what happened to the "5 or 6 hours of fuel" the ship had left?
+Could another tanker really have been topped off and rendezvoused
+with them in time?)
+
+"The Squirrels," L. Shawn Aiken -- An amusing little vignette.  "Do
+Not Mock The Suicide Attack Squirrels," indeed!
+
+"The Caravan," A.M. Eckard -- I'm speechless.  I never thought elecmag
+fiction could get as good as this.  Eckard has a talent for rendering
+an "otherwhere" feeling that's almost equal to Ursula K. LeGuin, Jack
+Dann, or Gene Wolfe.  The simplicity of the prose (the sameness of
+sentence structure is annoying, despite the effect Eckard is trying
+for; another trip through the word processor would have helped) belies
+the richness of idea and understanding of atmosphere that speaks to
+Eckard's future publishing success.  Next to Gage Steele (whose prose
+is sorely missed this issue), A.M. Eckard is SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS' most talented find.
+
+Keep up the success, Joe!
+
+
+Yer bit-buddy,
+
+Bruce Diamond
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Since this is a new column, let me tell you a little bit about Sunlight
+Through The Shadows BBS. First and foremost, it's a support BBS for the
+magazine. It's also far more than that, as nearly 300 faithful users can
+attest.
+
+STTS BBS is ran on TriBBS v5.1 software (registered, of course), a 33Mhz
+80386 DX computer, two IDE hard drives (120 meg and 170 meg), a Zoom
+14.4k Fax/Modem, and a VGA monitor. Soon, it'll be hooked up via a LAN
+to a 50Mhz 80486 DX with half a gig of storage space.
+
+It's run on one phone line, and the number is (214) 620-8793. At some
+point in the near future, we hope to add another node as well as a 28.8k
+Fax/Modem. 
+
+One last thing - it's entirely free. Donations are accepted (so far,
+I've only received one) but you can't buy higher access. Access is
+completely, 100% FREE.
+
+STTS BBS carries 30+ doors (games and information), a good deal of them
+registered. We also carry four networks (RIME, Pen & Brush Net, World
+Message Exchange, and PlanoNet) as well as a large file area. The file
+area specializes in electronic magazines (carrying the entire back issue
+run of several!), texts on all subjects, and shareware text adventure
+games. Of course, there's also a wide variety of other programs to be
+had, including BBS doors, telecommunication packages, arcade/adventure
+games, offline mail readers, and more! Additionally, STTS BBS is a
+support BBS for TriBBS software and carries just about all the programs
+available out there for TriBBS. STTS BBS is also a regional HUB for Pen
+& Brush Net (P&BNet) as well as a HUB for World Message Exchange (WME).
+Lastly, we're a member of the American BBS Association. 
+
+About 70% of the callers are from Texas, as it's a Dallas-based BBS. The
+other 30%, however, are from just about everywhere else. Oklahoma,
+California, Virginia, Oregon, Kansas, Illinois - you name it. We've had
+several people from Canada and the UK call as well. Most of the long
+distance callers are SysOps calling to download STTS Magazine every
+month (those that don't get it through the net) but there's several
+"just plain users" who call to participate in the message base or
+download files. 
+
+Now that I've told you a little about STTS BBS, let me tell you exactly
+what this column intends to cover:
+
+Each month, we'll discuss additions and upgrades to the BBS as well as
+new door games added, nets or conferences added, and just general news
+about the BBS. We'll divide it into two sections - BBS News and Net
+News. With that said, away we go . . .  
+
+
+BBS News: 
+
+I've added several new registered door games to the system, including
+Seth Able's great LEGEND OF THE RED DRAGON and PLANETS: THE EXPLORATION
+OF SPACE games. Just yesterday, I added T&J Software's classic LEMONADE
+game. T&J Software's ONLINE LEGAL ADVISOR will join the list soon.
+
+LEGEND OF THE RED DRAGON (LORD) is by and large the most popular door on
+the BBS right now, beating out the next closest (PLANETS) by nearly a
+two-to-one margin. SCRABBLE, created by Christopher Hall, takes the
+third place spot. READROOM (Michael Gibbs' wonderful elec. magazine
+reader, without which this magazine would be in a totally different
+form) grabs the fourth place slot, and to round out the top five, Jim
+Samples' great word game WORD CHALLENGE. CHAT WITH SANTA, a freeware
+door by Rich Waugh, (the maker of SHAMPAGE) was also a much-frequented
+door during the holiday season. 
+
+The most popular download for December was SUN9312.ZIP, the December
+issue of this magazine. Number two was BGI12.ZIP, a full-color tutorial
+on the Internet for novices and experts alike. Number three was MCI.ZIP,
+a text file explaining MCI's new PC Connect plan. The fourth most
+popular file was TBRSH102.ZIP, a companion program for THEDRAW. The
+fifth most popular file was CTM9312.ZIP, ComputerTalk Magazine. 
+
+The top five local message writers were 1) Joe DeRouen, 2) Lisa Tamara, 
+3) Daniel Nations, 4) Margaret Grace, and 5) Robert McKay.
+
+Not counting myself, Tim Bellomy contributed the most uploads, followed
+by Alissa Harvey, Don Bird, Sara Levinson, and Danny Grider.
+
+
+
+Net News:   
+
+We've now got STTS Magazine conferences on both Pen & Brush Net
+and RIME. Check 'em out! (SysOps: Please consider picking up these
+conferences. On RIME, the channel number is 448. On P&BNet, IF you're
+using Postlink, it's 1108. If you're *not* using Postlink, ask your HUB
+SysOp)
+
+We've also added several new conferences from WME (thanks to finding a
+local HUB, Tim Bellomy's Bucket Bored BBS) as well as a few from RIME.
+As always, STTS BBS carries the full line up of Pen & Brush Net
+conferences.  
+
+The top five netmail message writers were 1) Lucia Chambers, 2) Joe
+DeRouen, 3) Robert McKay, 4) Brian Whatcott, and 5) Michael Gibbs. 
+
+The top five requested files via any of the nets on STTS was 
+1) SUN9312.ZIP, 2) P&BPOST.ZIP (info packet on P&BNet), 3) RDRM30.ZIP
+(ReadRoom v3.0 reading door), 4) ADAMSFAQ.ZIP (text file on everything
+you ever wanted to know about SF writer Doug Adams), and 5) LITES29.ZIP
+(issue 29 of Bruce Diamond's movie review elec. magazine LIGHTS OUT).  
+
+All in all, December was a great month for the BBS. If there's anything
+that wasn't covered in this column that you'd like to see covered next
+month, drop me a line.
+
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+The question we asked for this month was: "What will you remember most
+about 1993? Why?"
+
+A lot of things happened this year, on world, national, local, and
+personal levels. Here's a few thoughts from STTS readers on what 1993
+meant to them.
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><HAS REPLIES>
+Number  : 21     of     30       Date : 12/05/93 02:23
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Joe Derouen
+To      : All     
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+People,
+ 
+For the Jan. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+ 
+"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+ 
+As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+Many thanks,
+ 
+  Joe
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 13521  of  13549       Date : 12/06/93 08:25
+Reply To: 13320
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Robert Mckay
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+My fourteenth anniversary.  At least one reason why should be obvious,
+but another is the fact that my first pastor performed a church wedding
+for us on Sunday that was the date.  We'd never had a church wedding -
+only a lot of paperwork formalities at the US Embassy in Seoul, Korea.
+ 
+In second place - I know you didn't ask, but <g> - is my discovery a)
+that Rush Limbaugh exists, b) who he is, and c) that he says what I've
+long believed. <gd&r *extremely* fast>
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.01 11-1111 þ She   ÄÄKISS
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 29807  of  29872       Date : 12/05/93 18:00
+Reply To: 29300
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Aline Thompson
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+JD>As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+JD>in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+JD>gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+I remember Southern California flooding in the early part of the year.
+After five years of drought it was debatable whether to laugh or cry at
+the overabundance of water.
+I remember Southern California on fire two consecutive weeks.
+Television covering the fires on all the local stations except channel
+13 which showed a Clippers Basketball game.
+ 
+Actually in a few years I will have difficulty remembering what year it
+was that floods were followed by fire.
+ 
+Let's see when was the Landers' earthquake?  90?  91?
+ 
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ Win without boasting; lose without excuses
+ * The MOG-UR'S EMS þ Granada Hills, CA þ 818-366-1238/8929 þ 21.6K D/S
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  MOGUR (#323) : RelayNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 30017  of  30067       Date : 12/08/93 16:43
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Dale Lehman
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+Huh??  That was only ONE year???
+ 
+JD>As always, replies to this question will be printed, in their entirety,
+  >in the December issue of STTS Magazine. Anyone replying to this message
+  >gives permission for us to use the reply in the magazine.
+ 
+Sure, if you think it's worth it.
+ 
+                                                                -- Dale
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ All wiyht.  Rho sritched mg kegtops awound?
+ þ [R2.00q] MetroLink:  Scintillation BBS þ Lombard, IL þ (708)953-4922
+ * The DC Information Exchange (703)836-0748
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  DCINFO (#16) : MetroLink(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================  
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 30019  of  30067       Date : 12/08/93 16:43
+Confer  : Writers <RIME>
+From    : Dave Bates  
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+From a personal perspective, I will remember 1993 as being the year that
+I first seriously began writing.  After a series of false starts and
+much self analysis, complete with uncountable doubts, I closed my eyes
+and had at it.  After several attempts, I found that I still have a lot
+to learn.
+
+From a broader perspective, 1993 will be the beginning of grandiose
+political and economic change in America.  The election of Clinton as
+President is only the tip of the iceberg.  The chain of events that has
+begun could not have been altered by any one individual.  1993 will be,
+IMO, the year that the United States of America began its long and
+steady decline from world economic domination.
+
+
+---
+ þ TLX v2.30 þ Next to the Army, McDonald's trains the most Americans.
+ þ Cam-Mail þ P&BNet(tm) þ Bill & Hilary's BBS þElkhart INþ219-295-6206
+ * Pen and Brush (703) 644-6730
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================  
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 6745   of   6759       Date : 12/09/93 08:58
+Confer  : Net Chat <WME>
+From    : Joe Klemmer
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+ JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+    Getting Carpal Tunnel Syndrome from all the messaging I've done.
+ 
+    I will be needing surgery for it.  :-(
+ 
+ * SLMR 2.1a * Internet: klemmerj@hoffman-emh1.army.mil
+---
+ þ TriNet: [WME] My UnKnown BBS * Springfield,VA * (703)690-0669 {1:109/370}
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 23     of     23       Date : 12/13/93 16:34
+Reply To: 21
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Tricia Meeks
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+Even though my mom passed away this past September..I choose to not 
+remember her death but her life as she lived it.  She was one of the 
+most courageous and willfull persons I have ever known.  As she fought 
+emphysemia for the past 8 years, she never gave into her pain, but 
+always gave everything she had to others and her family, even to her 
+last breath as she told us she loved us.  Her will carried her through. 
+She only gave into her illness, in her final week when she decided to 
+go to the hospital.  Hahahaha...SHE decided that was when she was going 
+to go....:)  That was my mom.  She would never admit that she was 
+feeling bad and worried about us to the point of over exerting herself. 
+When I look at myself, I hope that when the time comes that I leave 
+this world with as much grace and strength as she did.  Mom little did 
+you know that you taught me so much about the beauty one can bear.  I 
+love you.
+  
+...Tricia...
+========================================================================
+ 
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 14245  of  14270       Date: 12/06/93 14:12
+Confer  : NetChat <WME> 
+From    : Glenda Blackwell
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Hi Joe:
+ 
+ 
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+That's an easy one!  The Great Blizzard of 93!  March 13, 1993.
+Tennessee as well as many other state recorded the largest amount of
+snowfall in 24 hours in History.  I think the actual recorded amount was
+somewhere around 24-30 inches depending on the area!  I had 36 on my
+back deck and drifts of up to seven feet in the driveway! Many homes
+were without power for days and most phone lines were down!  I was very
+lucky though not to loose electricity or phone during the course of the
+storm!  It was definately an experience, although I don't have any
+horror stories to tell, I simply stayed in the house for 4 days and
+<S>top, <N>onstop, <ENTER> for more? 
+                                    
+listened to the radio and tv of all the dilemas that others were facing!
+Yes  I survied the Great Blizzard of "93"
+ 
+Glenda Blackwell
+Jacksboro, Tennessee
+ 
+ 
+ * OLX 2.1 TD * Since life goes on, I might as well get on with it!
+---
+ þ TriNet: Rising Star * Jacksboro,Tenn * 615-566-9778
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 14259  of  14270       Date: 12/08/93 08:55
+Confer  : NetChat <WME> 
+From    : Sean Mcclanahan
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Memorable Events Of '93
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+GB> JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+The great Dupe Storm of 1993...
+ 
+The MailHub saw thousands of messages pass through in a matter of days
+- and most of them old material...  ;-)
+ 
+Sean
+ 
+---
+ þ KWQ/2 1.2d NR þ Use your own tagline - this one is MINE!
+ þ TriNet: WME:Janus Mail Hub
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 14262  of  14270       Date: 12/07/93 07:22
+Confer  : NetChat <WME>
+From    : Ted Michel
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+
+Hi Joe,
+    I will remeber 1993 because that is when I got into computers and
+started a BBS. Right now in my life I don't think I would be the same
+person if it wasn't for the freinds I have found though computers.
+Specially the people who have Helped my set up my board they are a
+great group of people. TWTL
+TED
+---
+ þ TriNet: WME: * Barter Town * Pinellas Park, FL * (813)545-1492
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 28     of     28       Date : 12-19-93 16:49
+Reply To: 21
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Tommy Van Hook
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+I think I will remember my visit back here to Dallas.  It's a
+special time for me to re-connect with the friends that I
+consider my "family".  They are the special parts of my life,
+which never change -- despite the changes that occur in their
+lives and my own.
+---
+ þ MegaMail 2.10 #0:If you ain't got a Tag-line, fake it!
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 500    of    503       Date : 12/18/93 08:59
+Reply To: 462
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME>
+From    : Lisa Tamara
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> For the Jan. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+JD> and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+JD>  
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+For me, and many of the people I care about it was a year of dramatic 
+change.....changes brought about not by anger or force, but by the 
+acceptance of what is.  
+ 
+Had friends who broke off relationships that hadnt been working for 
+quite some time.....had both friends and relatives finally accept that 
+they were gay and start learning to be happy about it......more than 
+one or two friends had 'blowouts' with family members that in some 
+cases halted destructive relationships, and in others put them on the 
+road to healing... Two good friends of mine (two couples) witnessed the 
+birth of their first born this year....and several of us have mourned 
+the loss of family members.
+ 
+All in all......I'd say it was a good year....one filled with joy & 
+honesty even while fraught with the pain of transition.
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 30     of     30       Date : 12/29/93 23:12
+Reply To: 21
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Heather Derouen
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD> "What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+What I'll remember most about 1993 is that it seems that I spent the 
+entire year at doctors' offices.  Why?  Because I spent almost the 
+entire year at doctors' offices.
+ 
+Oh, yes, and having the chance to spend another year with my always 
+wonderful and ever-more-darling husband.
+ 
+Heather DeRouen
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 462    of    462       Date : 12/28/93 10:27
+Confer  : News <P&BNet>
+From    : Sylvia Ramsey
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January!
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>People,
+ 
+JD>For the Jan. issue of Sunlight Through The Shadow's monthly Question
+  >and Answers column, I'd like to pose this question:
+ 
+JD>"What will you remember most about 1993? Why?"
+ 
+The year of 1993 will remain etched in my mind because my son was sent
+to Somalia in September.  Again, I watched the news reports as I sat on
+the edge of my chair feeling the fear a mother feels when her child is
+in danger.  I remember talking to him on the phone with sounds of
+gunfire and tracers heard in the background.  Again, I tied a yellow
+ribbon in front of my house and still it waits for his return.
+ 
+I will remember 1993 because of the violence that surrounds us all.
+Not just the violence of war in far off countries; but, the violence in
+our everyday world.  A world where children take guns to school and kill
+classmates.  A world where strangers kill strangers and children are
+stalked and killed by unknown assailants.
+ 
+I will remember 1993 because of the hope I can still retain because I
+saw people unselfishly helping their fellow men in times of disaster.
+It let me see that, for all the negative things in this world of ours,
+there is still a little heart and soul left and as long as it exists we
+still have a chance.
+---
+ * QMPro 1.50 42-7046 * There is no joy in life like the joy of sharing.
+ þ TNet 3.90 ÷ P&BNet - The Imperial Palace 706-592-1344
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+
+As always, I'll now attempt to answer my own question..
+
+What will I remember most about 1993? In all honesty, probably this
+magazine and my BBS. After ten years of wanting to start a BBS, I
+finally just decided to do it. I've only wanted to publish an
+electronic magazine for a little over three years, but I managed to
+reach that goal as well. I really enjoyed the BBSing part of my life
+in 1993.
+
+Waco, Texas springs to mind as well, on the list of things I'll remember.
+So many lives lost, for no real reason. Truly, it was a sad time in
+american history. 
+
+Good things, bad things. Happy times, sad times. As I said elsewhere in
+this issue, 1993 was a year of change. 
+
+Thank you to all of you readers out there for reading (and hopefully
+enjoying!) STTS magazine. Have a great 1994!
+
+ANSWER ME!
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                          ANSWER ME!
+
+
+Did you ever have a question about your computer or some software, and
+you just didn't know where to go to find the answer?  Well, in this
+column I'll be attempting to clear up any questions (big or small) that
+any of you may have.  I'm not claiming to be an expert by any means, but
+I am resourceful and I'll do whatever necessary to find an appropriate
+answer for any questions relating to computers, software, or general
+BBSing. 
+
+You may direct any questions to me at Sunlight Through the Shadow's BBS,
+Pen & Brush Net, RIME, WME, or via Internet (liz.shelton@chrysalis.org).
+Send me some work to do so I won't have to bug Joe for another column!
+And best wishes for a hap hap happy New Year! 
+
+My View
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+
+The National Health Care Plan - Blessing or Curse?
+
+by
+
+L. Shawn Aiken
+
+        There have been many times in the last 217 years when the
+federal government has stepped in when they felt that state governments
+could not handle the situation.  Noble causes have been fought.  Slavery
+was abolished and the right to vote has been granted to virtually every
+citizen of age.  Other problems have been addressed, such as aging and
+illness, with programs such as Social Security and Medicare.  But the
+benefits of these programs are at some points obscure while the
+problems, such as the outrageous costs, are extremely evident.  The
+entire issue of national health has been toyed with and fiddled at for
+some time.  Now President Clinton, in one sweeping move, plans to fix
+everything.  But what exactly is the National Healthcare Plan?  What
+will it do?  And after it has done it, what will we have?  But the first
+question that should be asked is why. 
+        In "Health Security, The President's Report to the American People", 
+President Clinton stated " . . .  more than two million Americans lose 
+their health coverage every month.  Many get it back within a few weeks or 
+a few months, but every day a growing number of Americans are counted 
+among the more than 37 million who go without health insurance - including 
+9.5 million children . . . At the root of the problem lies our health 
+insurance system, which gives insurance companies the right to pick and 
+choose whom to cover. Risk selection and underwriting - the practice of 
+identifying the healthiest people, who pose the least risk - divide 
+consumers into rigid categories used to deny coverage to sick or old 
+people, or set high premium rates."  Thus, if a person gets ill, can't pay 
+for it himself, and doesn't have insurance, the government eventually gets 
+the bill.  This is why President Clinton says we need healthcare reform.
+        President Clinton blames the insurance system, and thus the 
+insurance companies involved.  But what is insurance?  Here is a 
+definition of insurance from Webster's Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary : 
+"coverage by contract whereby one party undertakes to indemnity or 
+guarantee another against loss by a specified contingency or peril."  The 
+first know insurance policies appeared in 3000 BC in Babylon.  People 
+would insure sea merchant against loss of their ships.  The better 
+maintained a merchant's ship was, the less he had to pay because it was 
+less likely to sink.  Merchants with poor ships had to pay more.  Thus it 
+has been for the last 5000 years.  Insurance companies gamble on the 
+likelihood that you and your insured items are going to be okay.  They 
+make sure that they know the odds because, after all, they are in it for 
+the money.  It seems that the President believes that health insurance 
+companies should have insure everybody, regardless of health history.  
+This runs contrary to the whole business of insurance.
+        The purpose of the proposed Health Security Act is "To ensure 
+individual and family security through health care coverage for all 
+Americans in a manner that contains the rate of growth in health care 
+costs and promotes responsible health insurance practices, to promote 
+choice in health care, and to ensure and protect the health care of all 
+Americans."  A majority of the act outlines how citizens will be 
+guaranteed health care coverage.  All of this fine tuning is for naught, 
+for as Clinton said, ". . . if an insurance company tries to drop you for 
+any reason, you will still be covered, because that will be illegal."  If 
+this is enforced, insurance companies will fail unless propped up with 
+government subsidies.  Then the health insurance companies will be little 
+more than government agencies.
+        The other part of the Health Security Act is "to contain the rate of 
+growth in health care costs."  Why is health care so high?  It is said 
+that this is because demand is so great.  But that violates what every 
+student in high school economics is taught!  As demand increases, supply 
+increases, and as supply increases, prices drop because of competition.  
+Any movement otherwise is indicative of a monopoly.  But where is the 
+monopoly?  Hospitals, drug manufacturers, and other health related 
+industries are not owned by one big corporation.  The only relation they 
+really have is the American Medical Association.  But the AMA doesn't have 
+a monopoly on health care, or does it?  The AMA IS the monopoly.  If 
+President Clinton were to trust bust the AMA, perhaps the rate of growth 
+in health care costs could be contained.  But nowhere in the Health 
+Security Act is there such a proposal.  It is unlikely that it even could 
+be trust busted, because it operates under entirely different guidelines.
+        The only thing really salvageable thing from President Clinton's 
+Healthcare Plan is buried deep within the legislation.  It involves 
+preventative medicine and health education.  This is the only real way the 
+health care crisis can be handled.  Most of the more expensive medical, 
+such as cancer, can be handled relatively more inexpensively when detected 
+early.  If preventative medicine and health education were increased, 
+health care would go down.  This is not to say your standard free clinics 
+and a single health care course in high school, but something much 
+broader.  A special class in high school on preventative medicine, with 
+perhaps refresher courses later in life.  Frequent, and perhaps somewhat 
+mandatory checkups at free clinics or from a person's own doctor.  And 
+there are many other things that can be done if people are encouraged to 
+do, such as improving diet, and so on.
+        The nation is on a quest to alleviate the crippling costs of 
+healthcare, led by President Clinton.  He, along with his wife, have 
+rushed to create an answer for all the nation's healthcare needs.  But in 
+doing so he has overlooked some facts.  Health insurance companies are no 
+place to look to in solving our health care problems.  They are gamblers 
+looking for profit.  Of course they provide a service to us, but enforcing 
+them to do so is not feasible and will force them out of business and 
+cripple the economy as the government has to take up the slack. It is up 
+to us, with the government helping, to educate our citizens to maintain 
+healthy lifestyles and engage in preventative medicine.  The less people 
+that are sick, the smaller the nation's medical bill will be.  Then the 
+insurance companies will be more obliged to carry everyone possible.  And 
+perhaps being healthy will send a message to the medical monopoly that we 
+CAN live without them, so perhaps they should wise up and use medicine as 
+a tool, rather than a profit making device.  We have the knowledge to be 
+healthy.  We should use it.
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THIS ISSUE...
+
+Happy New Year! Check out MY VIEW, a new monthly feature which will give
+a reader/writer the chance to express his viewpoint. 
+
+You may have noticed a rather different look for this issue of STTS
+Magazine - compartmentalized sections. Thanks to Michael Gibbs and
+Readroom/Reader 3.0 (released a few months ago) STTS now has a more
+streamlined look and it's easier to find just what it is you're looking
+for. 
+
+Please welcome Liz Shelton to the writing staff of STTS Magazine. She'll
+be contributing various CD reviews as well as a monthly question and
+answer column, ANSWER ME.
+
+
+NEXT ISSUE...
+
+The February issue will focus on Valentine's Day, love, and the general
+gaiety that seems to ensue around this time of year. There'll be
+fiction, articles, and poetry (to be sure!) devoted to the holiday. 
+
+
+
+FUTURE ISSUES...
+
+Look for more monthly columns as well as guest editorials and more
+ANSI art.
+
+I bit off more than I could chew for this issue. In the Dec. issue I
+announced that this issue would *definitely* begin the long-promised
+round-robin story. I lied. <Grin> It'll start in March. Promise. <not
+even crossing fingers this time>
+
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+A Plausible Model for Space Combat in Science Fiction Writing
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
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+
+
+       *A Plausible Model for Space Combat in Science Fiction Writing*
+                                   an essay
+                               by Robert McKay
+                      Copyright (C) 1993 by Robert McKay
+
+
+    By now, the *Star Wars* model of space combat is well-known even to those
+few who have never seen any of the movies in that series.  The image of
+fighters - either single or multi-seat types - zooming through the vacuum,
+dodging and performing acrobatics as atmospheric fighters do, is indelibly
+impressed on the collective consciousness of America.  This is true even of
+those people who do not like science fiction.
+    But this model is fatally flawed.  The ships of *Star Wars* and other
+such productions are behaving as though they were in atmosphere, and such is
+not the case.  Space is a vacuum - there is no atmosphere.  Thus, acrobatics
+are not possible.  There can be no banks, no wide sweeping turns, no loops,
+and no dog fights.  These things are part of aerial combat because they are
+necessary and inherent maneuvers when flying aircraft.  They would not be -
+could not be - part of space combat.
+    It seems that from the movie-goer or TV viewer up to the production
+staff, no one is aware of the characteristics of vacuum.  The best layman's
+definition of vacuum is an absence of air.  There is no atmosphere in vacuum;
+captured by the gravitational forces of planets, atmosphere - whether the
+breathable mixture of Terra or the poisonous soups of Venus or Jupiter -re-
+mains trapped around them.  It does not extend from planet to planet, much
+less into interstellar space.
+    This being the case, ailerons, flaps, wings, and other assorted control
+surfaces are useless.  An aircraft rudder is designed to operate in atmo-
+sphere; it swings to the left, and the pressure of the air through which the
+plane is moving swings the nose to the left.  In space, without atmosphere, a
+rudder is as useless as a tail on a tree.  It cannot serve any useful pur-
+pose.  No matter how much it may be swung to the left, there is no atmosphere
+to press against it and yaw the craft to port.
+    If these control surfaces do not function in space, then the maneuvers
+produced by these surfaces are likewise non-existent in space.  Remaining
+with the illustrative rudder, we see that if it does not function in space,
+there can be no yaw in the manner of an aircraft.  Unlike a B-52 coming in
+for a landing, a spacecraft cannot use the rudder to go crabwise.  It's ac-
+celeration is forward, and any acceleration applied from the side while for-
+ward acceleration is in progress will, depending on whether the sideways ac-
+celeration is at the nose, the tail, or amidships, point it in a new direc-
+tion which the craft will then follow or shove it sideways bodily as it con-
+tinues its forward flight.
+    The currently popular space combat model is aerial combat.  We see space
+fighters behaving as do F-15s, F-18s, or A-10s.  As I have discussed, this
+model simply is not valid.  We need, therefore, to leave the air force in the
+air, and find another model for space combat.
+    The naval model is the best.  In our day, of course, the heroes are those
+who climb into a cockpit and do single combat with other men in cockpits.
+The high-tech radars, weapons systems, avionics, and other tools do not
+change the fact that in aerial combat, it is still basically man against man,
+one on one.  This is a romantic notion, but we must discard romance and deal
+with reality in this matter.
+    Without means of maneuvering fighters in the *Stars Wars* manner in vacu-
+um, we must find a more credible way of picturing the thing.  We must discard
+the romance of one-on-one fighter battles, and look to the ancient concept of
+ships, with large crews and serious armament, tackling each other on a more
+sedate, though not any less deadly, basis.  And this model is not devoid of
+romance; until the advent of the air age, the main battle line was the place
+where heroes were found.  The trenches of World War I may have been nasty,
+muddy, filthy places, but at Jutland, German and British admirals could
+charge each other in the wet and fog, hurling great destructive broadsides at
+each other.  The fact that no one really won the Battle of Jutland does not
+in the least detract from the romantic patina of it.  Even in World War II,
+where whole battles of great strategic significance were fought without the
+ships coming within 100 miles of each other, the Battle of San Bernardino
+Strait saw battleships slugging it out, with the classic "crossing the T" ma-
+neuver employed with devastating effect by the American fleet.
+    It is not unromantic to envision fleets or single ships doing battle in
+space.  It is merely less romantic to our modern frame of mind - and as I
+have already iterated and reiterated, that frame of mind is simply unrealis-
+tic.  If we are to base our views of space combat on what is romantic, we
+could do worse than the naval model.
+    It should not be imagined that if man finds himself in space combat all
+will be - with the exception of the arena - precisely as naval battles have
+been.  The three-dimensional nature of the battlefield will approximate aeri-
+al combat - though it will also be reminiscent of submarine warfare.  The
+speeds will be immensely greater - thousands of miles per second are standard
+in space.  Weapons systems, detection methods, and armor - if armor there is
+- will be radically different than those used on current warships.  Moreover,
+regardless of the naval correspondence, it is most likely that any space mil-
+itary will be derived from air forces; sailing ships can't leave the surface,
+while aircraft can approach the edge of space (in fact, during the X-craft
+tests in the 50s and 60s at Edwards Air Force Base in California, rocket pow-
+ered aircraft actually left the atmosphere, entered the lower regions of
+space, and glided back to a controlled landing; they were unfortunately, in
+my view, overshadowed by the Mercury, Gemini, and Apollo programs).
+    What would a space battle be like?  Obviously any description is specula-
+tion; science fiction is what such writing is termed.  However, some charac-
+teristic are, I think, certain enough to be discussed.
+    First, as I have already indicated, the vessels involved will be large,
+with large crews.  The precise size(s) is not important.  However, it seems
+logical to assume that one-man craft will be incapable of carrying the re-
+quired fuel, weapons, and "avionics" (there's a term that will need to
+evolve).  Whether the weapons are unguided or guided missiles or some sort of
+energy weapons, they will themselves be large - probably larger, if missiles,
+than current fighter aircraft.  Though at the speeds that are reached in
+space even a small object can do significant damage, we must assume that the
+opposing craft has made provision for such things in the form of armor and/or
+some type of yet-to-be-invented shielding, and thus we must assume as a cor-
+ollary that ships will mount larger weapons.  If for no other reason, weapons
+of the physical sort will be large due to the requirements of fuel and war-
+head; if they are guided, as seems to be a necessity, the target acquisition
+and lock-on systems will increase the size of the weapon.  Second, the struc-
+    ture of the vessel and crew will approximate the naval pattern.  There
+will be a captain, with a staff of officers.  Whether there is a bridge, a
+combat information center, or some control center that combines these two
+areas, the captain will conn and fight his ship from this specialized loca-
+tion, giving helm and firing orders much as today's naval captains do.  En-
+listed men will man helm and other stations around the ship; the Star Trek
+practice of having all bridge stations manned by officers is unrealistic and
+will not come to pass.  While there will undoubtedly be differences, a modern
+naval officer could be transported onto a space vessel and not find any seri-
+ous differences in the basic principles of crewing, command, and function.
+    Third, actual combat will be much like naval engagements.  Single ship
+actions will doubtless see ships coming at each other from various angles -
+ranging from an attack on the beam by an ambusher to a nose-to-nose approach
+by vessels which have long since sighted each other, firing as their guns
+bear, and loosing broadsides as occasion permits.  There is no weather gauge
+in space, and powered "flight" renders this unnecessary in any case, but use
+will no doubt be made, when possible, of solar glare, planetary or other bo-
+dies, and electronic countermeasures in the attempt to gain an advantage.
+Fleet engagements will no doubt see aggregations of ships approaching, with
+the lighter and more maneuverable vessels forming a screen around the heavier
+but more powerful vessels - just as a screen is today thrown around the heavy
+vessels of a naval task force.
+    Speculation at this point becomes sheer guesswork.  Ships will be able to
+maneuver, and the basic maneuvers possible in space combat can be ascer-
+tained.  But just what part this will play is hard to say.  Without the abil-
+ity to twist and turn like aircraft - or even like ocean-going vessels - in
+tight and sudden arcs, maneuver may be less important in space combat than it
+is today.  On the other hand, there may be some system whereby relatively
+quick maneuvers can be made, and weapons may arrive slowly enough on target
+for these maneuvers to be a serious consideration.  What weapons will be
+available is completely unknown.  For all the usage of lasers and phasers and
+other speculative weapons, the fact is that we don't have anything today that
+could do the trick and don't know what will finally be developed.  In fact,
+in discussing space combat we are engaging in the greatest speculation of
+all, for there is absolutely no guarantee that man will ever reach the point
+where such is possible.
+    Space combat in the *Star Wars* manner is simply not credible.  Space
+combat after a naval model is much more plausible.  This much is certain.
+But what the details will be - or even that they will be - is purely specula-
+tive, and properly remains in the realm of science fiction.
+
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The results are in from the survey in the October, November, and
+December issues, and tabulated below for a median score. Due to keeping
+the survey in the magazine an extra two months, I actually ended up with
+quite a few completed surveys.                    
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
+comments were read and taken into consideration.  
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.7    
+Poetry:             9.5
+Book Reviews:       9.0
+Editorial:          8.6
+Feature Articles:   8.7
+Movie Reviews:      8.5
+ANSI Coverart:      7.4
+CD Reviews:         7.7
+Question & Answers: 7.9
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the book reviews seemed
+         to be the most popular, followed very closely by the movies 
+         and, lastly, the CDs. 
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in the survey.
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  GERONIMO -- AN AMERICAN LEGEND:  Walter Hill, director.  ³
+        ³  John Milius and Larry Gross, screenplay.  John Milius,   ³
+        ³  story.  Starring Jason Patric, Robert Duvall, Gene       ³
+        ³  Hackman, Wes Studi, Matt Damon, Rodney A. Grant, Kevin   ³
+        ³  Tighe, Steve Reevis, and Carlo Palomino.  Columbia.      ³
+        ³  Rated R.                                                 ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Brutality comes in many forms on the big screen.   Knifings,
+     shootings, explosions, torture, gangland slayings -- these are
+     the more overt froms of brutality, a personal, intimate form of
+     cruelty.  Then there's societal and institutional brutality, as
+     portrayed in JFK (1991), A CLOCKWORK ORANGE (1971), the upcoming
+     IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, starring Daniel Day-Lewis, and all
+     through the works of Spike Lee.  When these different forms of
+     brutality are combined by a non-apologist director like Walter
+     Hill, you get a fascinating study in power, survival and betrayal
+     like GERONIMO:  AN AMERICAN LEGEND.  Hill, director of such
+     machismo films as THE WARRIORS (1979) and 48 HRS. (1982), is a
+     man not given to romanticism, so we don't get the sentimental
+     picture of the Indian as noble savage that was so prevalent in
+     Kevin Costner's DANCES WITH WOLVES (1990).
+
+          Wes Studi's Geronimo (he starred in 1992's THE LAST OF THE
+     MOHICANS) is the portrait of a man trying to survive in the time
+     of the White-Eye.  He is continually deferred to as a great
+     warrior and a great leader, but Hill steadfastly refuses to en-
+     large him to mythic proportions.  "I'm just a man," Jason Patric
+     tells Studi far into the film, "just like you are."  There are no
+     grandstanding speeches, no romanticized tribe-hanging-on-every-
+     word-from-the-great-chief's-mouth scenes, and no heroic poses
+     silhouetted against the sunset.  This Geronimo is a raw image of
+     his times.  He's a realist, surrendering to the U.S. Army to
+     keep his people alive, but when the government refuses to stop
+     harassing the Chirakawa Apache tribe, Geronimo jumps the
+     reservation, taking a couple hundred Apache with him.  Over the
+     next five months, he lays waste to white men and Mexicans alike
+     along the border.
+
+          General George Crook, called Nattan Lupan (the Grey Wolf) by
+     the Apache, resigns in disgust over losing Geronimo.  Gene Hack-
+     man gives a compassionate performance as the misguided general,
+     who claims to be the tribe's only hope.  "Right now, the U.S.
+     Army is your best friend," he tells Geronimo, the words ringing
+     hollowly over the shame of the warrior's surrender.  He really
+     believes that what he's doing is for the tribe's benefit, that
+     placing them on a reservation is the best thing for both the
+     Indians and the U.S. government.  Miles (Kevin Tighe), the
+     general who takes over Crook's command of the 6th Cavalry,
+     proceeds to undo every civility that Crook had implemented.  He
+     institutes a 5,000 troop manhunt for Geronimo and his band, which
+     has dwindled to less than 50 warriors by the time he's found in
+     the Mexican hills.
+
+          But it isn't the Army that finds him, per se.  Assigned to
+     the task of retrieving Geronimo is 1st Lt. Charles Gatewood
+     (Patric), a genuine friend to the tribe and Crook's former
+     liaison to the Indians, trusted by both sides; 2nd Lt. Britton
+     Davis (Matt Damon), a soldier fresh out of West Pointe who
+     accompanied Gatewood on their first "capture" of Geronimo; and
+     crusty old Al Seiber (Robert Duvall), head scout for the 6th
+     Cavalry and recruiter of Apache scouts.  All three actors give
+     solid, satisfying performances, with Patric's Virginian gentle-
+     man being the most genuine.  None of them can match Studi's
+     intensity, however.  Still, I do like Duvall's line after the
+     three discover a group of white bounty hunters have been scalping
+     Yaqui Indians in Mexico and selling their scalps as Apache:
+     "They're probably Texans, the lowest form of white man there is."
+     Ironic, considering Duvall has starred in a number of Texas-based
+     films (THE GREAT SANTINI, 1979; TENDER MERCIES, 1982) and is a
+     native Texan himself.
+
+          Animal lovers ain't gonna like GERONIMO.  Horses are
+     whipped, kicked, flipped, and ridden nose-down into the dirt.
+     Though this treatment might have been de rigeur for the Old West
+     (no one molly-coddled horses then), expect a hue-and-cry to arise
+     from some animal rights organization or other.  This treatment is
+     just further evidence of the brutality of the film, and added
+     testament that Hill apologizes for nothing in his work.  He
+     presents events the way they are without flinching or judging.
+
+          Wes Studi, as mentioned before, is an intense Geronimo.  His
+     portrayal in MOHICANS proved he was an actor to watch, perhaps
+     more impressive than the other prominent Native American film
+     actor today, Graham Greene (whose first feature role was in
+     DANCES WITH WOLVES).
+
+     RATING:  8 (out of 10)    
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   BEETHOVEN'S 2ND:  Rod Daniel, director.  Len Blum,      ³
+        ³   screenplay.  Starring Charles Grodin, Bonnie Hunt,      ³
+        ³   Nicholle Tom, Christopher Castile, Sarah Rose Karr,     ³
+        ³   Debi Mazar, Chris Penn, Ashley Hamilton, and Maury      ³
+        ³   Chaykin.  Universal.  Rated PG.                         ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Bigger is better in Hollywood, and so for BEETHOVEN'S 2ND,
+     (which is actually a cute title for a sequel), Beethoven not only
+     gets a girlfriend, but he also gets a litter of four pups, in a
+     film that'll have the kids cheering and the parents mildly amused
+     for an hour and a half.  The plot, such as it is, puts the mommy
+     dog, Missy, in the center of a divorced couple's power struggle:
+     Regina (Debi Mazar, looking every inch the ice queen here) wants
+     $50,000 in alimony, but Brillo (Maury Chaykin) doesn't have it,
+     so she takes the dog.  Beethoven discovers Missy on one of his
+     jaunts and the romance begins.  The two youngest Newton kids (the
+     family that Beethoven owns), Ted (Christopher Castile) and Emily
+     (Sarah Rose Karr) spirit the puppies away before Regina can get
+     her hands on them, and spend time away from school to wean the
+     puppies and keep them hidden from mom and dad (George and Alice
+     Newton, played by Charles Grodin and Bonnie Hunt, respectively).
+
+          Those are the basics.  Of course, the parents find out and
+     of course general mayhem ensues as the filmmakers put the Newton
+     family through the requisite music video montage of stupid pet
+     tricks:  peeing in a briefcase, chewing up socks, muddying up
+     the laundry, and, in the most amusing scene, riding a skateboard
+     down a driveway.
+
+          In that most typical of movie coincidences, the Newtons take
+     a trip to the mountains and end up running across Regina and her
+     schlumpf of a boyfriend, Floyd (Chris Penn, in another strange
+     character role), at a fair (of course the Newtons take the
+     puppies on vacation with them, and of course they take them to
+     the fair, otherwise there'd be no second half to the movie.)
+     And, of course, Regina takes the puppies, or there'd be no reason
+     for Debi Mazar or Chris Penn to be here.  The two are so
+     relentlessly cruel and stupid (let's not mention the suspended-
+     puppy-over-the-cliff scene, shall we?) that they're little more
+     than cartoon villains.
+
+          Between threatening scenes with the bad guys (and why can't
+     an animal movie just be about the human-pet interaction, instead
+     of throwing in these strange villains and wildly-unbelievable
+     situations? -- both BEETHOVEN movies have fallen prey to this
+     formula), the eldest sibling, Ryce (Nicholle Tom) falls for two
+     different boys, a teenage Lothario (Ashley Hamilton, who eerily
+     resembles a young Warren Beatty), and a cycle-riding Deadhead
+     (Danny Masterson).  Ryce's indecision serves as a minor plot
+     counterpoint to Beethoven's "romance" with Missy, and Beethoven
+     indirectly helps Ryce decide by giving the Lothario his well-
+     deserved comeuppance.
+
+          Like its forebear, BEETHOVEN'S 2ND is a mere trifle --
+     harmless fun that wastes the usually-witty and entertainingly-
+     sardonic Charles Grodin.
+
+     RATING:  2 (out of 10)
+
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  WAYNE'S WORLD 2:  Stephen Surjik, director.  Mike Myers  ³
+        ³  and Bonnie Turner & Terry Turner, screenplay.  Starring  ³
+        ³  Mike Myers, Dana Carvey, Christopher Walken, Tia         ³
+        ³  Carrere, Ralph Brown, Kim Basinger, Chris Farley, James  ³
+        ³  Hong, Aerosmith, Olivia D'Abo, Ed O'Neill, Harry         ³
+        ³  Shearer, Drew Barrymore, Rip Taylor, and Charlton Hes-   ³
+        ³  ton.  Paramount.  Rated PG-13.                           ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Thre's a lot to be said for producer Lorne Michaels; though
+     his ego seems to have bloated over the years (he appears at least
+     once in nearly every "Saturday Night Live" show now), he has
+     become the producer of some solidly-entertaining movies from the
+     SNL franchise.  WAYNE'S WORLD (1992) was wackily inventive, a
+     logical extension of the TV sketch, filled with knowing media
+     references and surprising cameos.  CONEHEADS, released this past
+     summer, though not as fresh or as successful at the box office,
+     still managed to amuse and delight.  WAYNE'S WORLD 2, though, may
+     have tarnished the silver a bit.
+
+          Wayne Campbell (Mike Myers) and Garth Algar (Dana Carvey)
+     are back, now out of their parents' homes and living in their own
+     babe-loft, an abandoned toy factory that suspiciously resembles
+     Cassandra's (Tia Carrere) abode from the first film.  Yes,
+     Cassandra's back, too, on the verge of a major record deal with
+     producer Bobby Cahn (Christopher Walken).  Carrere seems more
+     aloof this time out, so self-absorbed that when she professes her
+     love for Wayne (he's fun and he isn't a jerk like most other
+     guys), it doesn't ring true.  She even professes her love twice
+     (once to the increasingly-neurotic Wayne and once to fend off
+     Bobby), but twice unconvincing is one time too many.
+
+          Wayne and Garth are still producing "Wayne's World," their
+     regular cable show, and still indulging their love of heavy metal
+     music (they attend an Aerosmith concert).  Wayne learns of Cass-
+     andra's impeding recording career at the convert and immediately
+     begins to feel a sense of loss.  (Didn't we see this plot in the
+     first film?  Hell, if Wayne is this insecure all the time, then
+     maybe Cassandra *needs* to dump him.)  Wayne's driving force this
+     time is a vision of Jim Morrison who tells him to stage a huge
+     rock concert called (get ready) Waynestock.  (Hoo-hah.)  "If you
+     book them, they will come," Morrison tells him, before the Naked
+     Indian leads him back home.
+
+          From there it goes completely Looney Tunes, and the more I
+     think about it, the more I like it.  Myers and James Hong, as
+     Cassandra's father visiting from Hong Kong, stage a hilarious
+     kung fu duel over Cassandra, complete with badly-dubbed voices,
+     whip-crack sound effects (even when Wayne answers the phone in
+     the midst of battle), and goofball gravity-defying moves.  Hong
+     pronounces Wayne a mighty warrior and worthy to woo his daughter.
+     Nevermind that his permission is rescinded later or that Wayne
+     breaks up with Cassandra over Bobby.
+
+          Rushing off to London to hire Del Preston (Ralph Brown), the
+     greatest roadie that ever lived, to help put on Waynestock, Wayne
+     and Garth, they discover that Del has had the same Jim Morrison
+     dream.  He asks, before they leave, "Didn't you find it totally
+     unnecessary to be able to see the crack of the Indian's butt?"
+     Hell, I was waiting for Wayne to say that to the Indian himself.
+     Del turns out to be a big help, despite being a total burnout and
+     despite the lack of bookings.  He's seemingly oblivious to that
+     aspect of the pre-planning though, because he's stuck in the
+     past, telling over and over the same story about breaking into a
+     candy store with Jeff Beck to get some brown M&Ms for Ozzy
+     Osbourne's candy jar.
+
+          Going on is useless, because WAYNE'S WORLD 2 is jam-packed
+     with these gags, including a throwaway scene capitalizing on
+     JURASSIC PARK's success, and an outrageous scene-for-scene parody
+     of THE GRADUATE's climax, complete with Simon and Garfunkel's
+     "Mrs. Robinson" (deconstructed and re-created later in the
+     sequence by The Lemonheads).  Stick through the credits for a
+     funny take-off on the old Ironeyes Cody public service
+     announcement on pollution (still seen sometimes on the Nicko-
+     lodeon cable network).
+
+     RATING:  6 (out of 10)
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+NOW YOU ARE MY HOME
+Cliff Eberhardt  
+Shanachie Ent. Corp/Cachet Records Co.
+1993
+
+
+NOW YOU ARE MY HOME is Cliff Eberhardt's second CD, and an alltogether
+good piece of work. It just isn't as good as it could have been.
+
+When I first listened to the CD, I had high hopes for it. Eberhardt's a
+great artist. MY FATHER'S SHOES (from his first album and LEGACY, a folk
+singer/song writer compilation album) is one of my very favorite songs.
+The songs on this disc are good, certainly. But they're not quite what
+they could have been.
+
+Call it proof of the sophomore slump if you will. The CD's certainly
+worth a listen, and the first cut (EVER SINCE I LOST YOUR LOVE) is a
+sure sign of what the man can do. A sorrowful ballad of lost love, it
+opens the CD with a bang. Followed by a classy rendition of Smokey
+Robinson's YOU REALLY GOT A HOLD ON ME, the CD really doesn't begin to
+lose steam until halfway through. 
+
+It isn't that NOW YOU ARE MY HOME is a bad album; it's that it could
+have been so much better. Mr. Eberhardt has a bright future ahead of
+him. With his talent at song writing and a voice and guitar to match,
+his only limit is himself. 
+
+My score, on a scale of one to ten: 7
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+SPARE ASS ANNIE AND OTHER TALES  
+William S. Burroughs with the Disposable Heros Of Hiphopcracy
+Island Records
+1993
+
+
+Forget Fabio crooning prose in that sexy Italian accent over romantic
+violins.  Give me William S. Burroughs croaking out his warped tales to
+the rhythm of a cool jazz beat.  Uncle Bill spins his yarns as only
+Uncle Bill can, highly amusing and terminally hip. 
+
+Not for the faint of heart, and definitely not for those unappreciative
+of the ultra bizarre.  This is the kind of CD I'd make if I could.  I
+loved it.  Burroughs, the ultimate storyteller combined with the hiphop
+jazz accompanyment leaves one laughing to the rhythm of their tapping
+toes. For me, 'tis this perfect combination that makes this CD such a
+unique experience. 
+
+And I quote, cut number 3: "Uncle Bill is your friend.  Never forget
+that."
+
+My rating, on a scale of 1 - 10: 8
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ALAPALOOZA
+"Weird Al" Yankovic
+Scotti Bros. Records
+1993
+
+
+Alapalooza is another weird trip into the psyche of Weird Al Yankovic.
+Beginning with the first trak, "Jurassic Park" (a parody of "McArthur Park"),
+this CD manages to be totally devoid of, and at the same time filled with,
+social commentary.  Well, maybe not.  But it is a fun CD to listen to.
+
+Some of the tracks to make sure to pay attention to include: "Harvey the
+Wonder Hamster" (the words go "Harvey/Harvey/Harvey the Wonder Hamster/He
+doesn't bite/he doesn't squeal/he just runs around/on his hamster wheel/He's
+Harvey/Harvey/Harvey the Wonder Hamster!!!").  Also don't miss the "Achy
+Breaky Song" (if you have to be told what this is a parody of, you've probably
+been in a coma for quite some time now), and "Bohemian Polka", the entire
+song to "Bohemian Rhapsody" done with a polka beat.
+
+I do feel kind of old after listening to this CD, because some of the songs
+being parodied I've never heard of, even though I thought I kept abreast
+of what new stuff was being released in the music industry, but all in all
+it is definitely worth the money I paid for it.  Well, it was a Christmas
+gift, so I guess I really didn't pay anything for it.  It was still
+a good CD, though.
+
+My score (out of a possible 10):  8
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+LADY SLINGS THE BOOZE
+Spider Robinson  
+ACE Science Fiction
+$4.99 US, $5.99 Canada
+
+
+
+This is Spider Robinson's first Callahan-related novel since CALLAHAN'S
+LADY a couple of years back. This novel isn't really a sequel, though it
+repeats the setting and several of the characters. Like the original
+CALLAHAN'S CROSSTIME SALOON and it's two sequels, the book contains
+several funny stories, a lot of puns, and a mishap or two.
+
+In this case, Detective Joe Quigley has been hired by a big-name
+politician (never revealed, but strongly hinted at) to investigate some
+strange happenings at Lady Callahan's House (a high-class brothel) on
+the other side of town. He's given few if any facts, and even less to go
+on. He's to meet with Lady Callahan herself to get the actual scoop on
+what he's been hired to do.
+
+The interplay between the characters is fun and lively, and filled with
+enough puns to make ever the worst punster (myself included) happy.
+However, when it comes to a plot, this is where the book falls short.
+
+As it turns out, someone is accosting the artists (read: prostitutes) at
+Lady Sally's place. The frequency and viciousness of the crimes seems
+to be increasing each night, and not only can't the catch the man
+responsible there are no witnesses and they don't know who he is.
+
+The solution to the problem is interesting and creative, and Mr. Quigley
+does indeed eventually get his man. However, how the story arrives to
+that point is somewhat contrived and simplistic. Worse still, the
+storyline ends halfway through the book. The second half moves in a
+totally different direction and takes on no less a plot than saving the
+entire world.
+
+The original CALLAHAN'S CROSSTIME SALOON books were a collection of
+previously published short stories. They were full of humor, puns, and
+even a moral lesson or two. They were great, and there's few better and
+writing in the science fiction humor genre than Spider Robinson. He
+should have stuck to that approach with this novel, because what he
+ended up with was a sort of hybrid which just didn't work.
+
+Regardless of the novel's flaws (and there's a lot) it's still a fun
+read, and one that no true fan of Mr. Robinson's should be without. It's
+worth the cover price, if you buy it in paperback. 
+
+
+My score on a scale of one to ten: 6
+
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+The Adept by Katherine Kurtz and Deborah Turner Harris
+Ace Books March 1991   Copyright 1991   ISBN 0-441-00343-5
+Pages:  323
+
+I have never found myself endeared to the genre of
+Mystery/Suspense-Thriller novels.  I felt tortured by the slow, plodding
+pace designed to absorb the reader in the plot.  Being that I am not a
+very patient reader, I continually found myself bored to tears at times
+waiting for the characters to develop.  That's why I found myself
+groaning when I first started The Adept by Katherine Kurtz and Deborah
+Turner Harris.  "Another slow-moving Mystery novel," I said to myself,
+"What a fun time it is going to be getting through this one."  I was in
+for a pleasant surprise halfway through the novel.
+
+The story starts by working on the main characters Sir Adam Sinclair and
+Peregrine Lovat.  Sinclair is a Psychologist, nobleman and a scholar,
+who is deeply involved with Cabalistic Magick.  This is, of course,
+hidden from his friends who never would suspect him of such behavior.
+Peregrine Lovat is an up and coming artist who can see a person's aura,
+past lives AND future.  It is the last aspect of his "gift" that he just
+can't come to grips with.  The two characters meet when Lovat is
+painting a portrait of Sinclair's neighbor, Lady Laura Kintoul, who
+suspects that Lovat is about to commit suicide.  Sinclair correctly
+surmises what Lovat's problem is and after a crisis arises for Lovat,
+sets out to help him control his "gift."  This covers the first half of
+the novel, which I consider to be one-fourth too much.  The plot slows
+to a virtual claw while Sinclair shows Lovat time and again how to
+control his gift in various manners.
+
+In the meantime, a Black Lodge of Magicians has set up "shop" in
+Scotland.  They make their presence known by stealing a famed "Wizard's"
+sword and then desecrating the grave of the infamous Scottish wizard,
+Michael Scot.  Sinclair is enlisted to help solve the crime due to his
+Occult knowledge by one of his friends (one that knows of his ties to
+the Occult).  The remainder of the novel deals with how Sinclair and
+Lovat discover the Black Lodge's intent for the stolen items and their
+efforts to stop them in carrying out their plot.
+
+Reading this novel is much akin to climbing a hill.  You will make slow
+progress at first, but after reaching the apex and starting down the
+other side of the hill, the pace will pick up dramatically.  I couldn't
+bring myself to set this book down once I started the second half of it.
+However, the first half really killed my liking for the novel as a
+whole.
+
+My rating on a scale of one to ten:  6
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+MR. MURDER
+Dean Koontz
+G. P. Putnam's Sons Publishing
+$23.95 (at this writing only available in hardback)
+
+
+
+In the first 100 pages of this book, any reader that has read a lot of
+Dean Koontz's work (such as myself) thinks "Oh, boy...  Another cliched
+horror novel in which the protagonist has an evil alter-ego, probably an
+alternative personality fragmented by some unremembered terror endured
+during childhood."  At least, that's what I thought.  My husband, who has
+not read much horror but a lot of sci-fi thought "Oh, boy...  Another
+cliched sci-fi novel in which the protagonist has an evil doppelganger,
+probably the result of some cloning research experiment gone awry."
+
+The suspense comes in determining which of these two cliched concepts
+is actually at work in this novel.  In the process of bringing us to the
+conclusion, Dean Koontz continues to exhibit a wonderful story-telling
+style that leaves the reader engrossed in the book until the final page,
+where the "surprise" ending is revealed to be..... well, I can't tell you,
+it'd ruin the surprise.
+
+The Mr. Murder in the title of the book is a murder mystery writer, and
+a lot of this book is spent poking fun at the writing profession.  It
+is obvious that Koontz doesn't take himself too seriously as a writer,
+which makes the book even more delightful to read.
+
+I highly recommend that any reader read past the first 100 pages of this
+book before tossing it into the "not worthy of finishing" pile, as
+the last 305 pages make the trudge through the first 100 pages more than
+worthwhile.
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+
+
+The Caravan
+Copyright (c) 1994, A.M.Eckard
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[ Editor's Note: This story was printed, almost in it's entirety, last
+  issue. However, do to a unfortunate mistake, a few lines were left out
+  of the ending. A decision was made to reprint it in this issue.
+  Enjoy!]
+
+
+
+
+                 The Caravan by A.M.Eckard
+
+
+
+        I like the veld. What choice do I have? There is nothing but
+the veld. It is mostly brown with a little green. It smells of
+sage and sand. It is hot in the day and cold at night. The
+lexicon in the Feed calls it the Gaia. The lexicon I got from
+Dad calls it the veld.
+
+        Dad said I should name things according to the Feed when I'm
+talking to the people of the clans. Since no one will see this,
+I'll call it the veld. That's what Dad always called it before
+he left. Dad showed me how to change the lexicon in the Feed,
+but he said I shouldn't do it. He taught me a lot of neat things
+before he left. I still come across new messages to me in his
+lexicon. He was very good with computers.
+
+        This is the time of the Winding-Down. That's what both lexicons
+call it. This is the time of desert and wind. This is the time
+of scarcity and drought. This is the time of hunger and thirst.
+The Feed says that this was not always so, but it does not say
+what was before. There's a lot in Dad's lexicon about it, but I
+find it hard to believe. I've thought of editing it out. I don't
+because Dad said that was definitely a bad thing to do. 
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend my time traveling the veld. I scavenge in the veld.
+Collecting and fixing things is my trade. I trade with the
+clans. Dad showed me my JobDesc in the Feed. It said I was a
+fixer. I looked up my JobDesc in Dad's lexicon. That said I was
+a maker. There was an attachment from Dad with it saying I
+should never call myself a maker when I was with the clans. He
+said the clans don't have makers anymore. The clans don't want
+makers.
+
+        According to Dad's lexicon the clans had traders that did what
+I do. The makers would make, the fixers would fix, and the
+traders would trade. I guess with fewer people there are fewer
+JobDescs. That is all part of the Winding-Down.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the veld I have seen the skeletons of many people. There
+were a lot more clans once. They say there were so many clans
+that they lived side-by-side. Things have changed. In my own
+traveling I have seen fewer and fewer clans.
+
+        The clans don't move around very much. I make my living by
+traveling to them. I bury my needs, take my wares, and join them
+for a day. I trade what I have to trade and fix what needs
+fixing. By nightfall I must leave. That is the clan way. Usually
+I camp nearby. I like watching the clans. I have tools to watch
+them with that are better than their guards. I can spot Rovers
+many klicks away.
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend most of my time on my own. Before Dad left we stayed
+together most of the time. It was like we were a clan of two. We
+were the only clan of two I have ever seen. Dad said we were a
+family. I really don't know what that means. It's not in either
+of the lexicons. 
+
+        Dad and I would grow our own food and make our own water. Dad
+would visit the clans and trade. I would stay behind and study
+the lexicons. Sometimes we would hunt the Rovers when they got
+too close. Dad said they had their purpose, too, but not too
+close to camp. We would protect the clans from the rovers, too. 
+
+        For a long time Dad wouldn't let me visit the clans. He said
+that it was because I was small and this was the time of the
+Winding-Down. He said the clans wouldn't accept me. I don't
+remember everything he said and the lexicons don't really help
+much.
+
+* * *
+
+        There are things in Dad's lexicon that he added. He said he was
+the last one who could work on the lexicon. There are some
+things in Dad's lexicon that don't exist anymore. In the Feed
+they are Deletes. In Dad's lexicon they are Obsoletes. Dad said
+they were important because they didn't exist anymore. 
+
+        The best I can figure is that I was an Obsolete. I was a kinder
+in a time when there were no more kinder. I changed in a time
+when there was no change. I was a begat in a time when there
+were no more begats.
+
+        Dad said that there was a Golden Age when mankind tried to stop
+change. He said it didn't work and I was part of the proof. 
+
+        I'm not a kinder anymore, so I can visit the clans.
+
+* * *
+
+        There is a part of the Feed and Dad's lexicon that are almost
+exactly the same. It concerns the Mystics. It says that after
+the Golden Age comes the Winding-Down. It says that women are
+barren and men are sterile. It says that all the new souls are
+maxed-out. The Bodhis say that no more souls are becoming
+incarnate. The Xians say that Judgment is here. The Pagas say
+that Gaia seeds men no more. It goes on and on. I guess each
+clan has its own way of saying it. But it never really explains
+what it is. It just says that it is the Winding-Down and it
+doesn't sound good. Dad said that it was not strictly true. He
+never said what was strictly true.
+
+        I talked about it with some of the teachers in the clans. The
+ones that didn't show me the Feed all said something different.
+Some said the Winding-Down was a coming whimper. Some said it
+was a coming roar. Most just changed the subject and told me to
+be out by nightfall.
+
+* * *
+
+        Dad taught me studying. He taught me to study the veld. He
+taught me to study the clans. He taught me to study the
+lexicons. He studied with me. He studied me. He never told me
+what he saw. There is a section in his lexicon about me, but it
+is Access Denied. There is an attachment that is only for me. It
+says that I should travel the veld as a fixer. It says that I
+will really know myself by what I do. He said that no one should
+tell me what I am. He said that I should tell them what I am by
+being what I am. Dad spoke that way a lot.
+
+* * *
+
+        I have encountered more traveling clans. They travel, they
+said, because the Winding-Down was getting faster and faster.
+Some of the clans that didn't travel said that the Winding-Down
+was getting faster and faster because of the traveling clans.
+Sometimes when I would go back to those clans I would find that
+they had picked up and started traveling.
+
+        The traveling clans were good for business. Traveling always
+makes things break down faster. There was always a need for my
+services. I can always find ways to make something work for
+another day. 
+
+        I came to realize that I no longer had to make my rounds. I
+could travel North and South along the last of the hills. I
+would always come across a clan traveling from East to West. I
+had more work than I needed. Sometimes I would sit in the hills
+for days and watch the clans go by.
+
+        I spent a long time in the hills. It gave me a feeling of
+peace, so I kept it for a while.
+
+* * *
+
+        There came a time when out of the East there raised a cloud of
+dust so large I thought I would finally see a storm. It
+approached very slowly. I used a spy and saw that it was a group
+of people traveling in a line. It was more than a clan. It was a
+clan of clans. It was like nothing that has ever been. Instead
+of camos they traveled with their colors and flags. I moved in
+line with them and waited. Finally they circled in the valley
+and stopped. I went down to them.
+
+        The guards waved as I approached. I asked them what kind of
+clan they were. They said they were not a clan. They were the
+Caravan. Clans were joining them from far and wide. They said
+they were passing through. They asked me if I would like to come
+along.
+
+* * *
+
+        I had never seen anything like the Caravan. There was nothing
+in the lexicons. They spent everything they had on color and
+sound and movement. People were actually dancing. Hawkers sold
+food and it was very cheap. They had a converter and gave water
+away for free. I spent the rest of the first day fixing and
+mixing, in awe of their ways. These were not hoarders. These
+were not scrabblers in the veld. They were just making their way
+through. They were the Caravan.
+
+        I made three trips to the veld to bury my needs. They just
+laughed and shook their heads at me.
+
+        I was fixing things that were a delight, but were of no use.
+There were bells on wagon wheels. There were chimes on wagons.
+There were little colored windmills that turned no wheels. There
+were bellows that sounded horns.
+
+        As the evening approached, I helped to raise great tents and
+small. When the sun touched the hills I cleaned myself off and
+began gathering my things. I would not go far, I thought. I
+might follow this group a while.
+
+        I was making for the nearest cover when someone asked me if I
+would stay. I just laughed. What else could I do? But they meant
+it. They said that I could stay the night. They would be off in
+the morning and, if I wanted to, I could travel with them. I
+just shook my head no and hurried away. I dug my camp and buried
+my wares and watched them.
+
+* * *
+
+        The word Carnival was in Dad's lexicon. It seemed to be close
+to what I saw. They danced and played. There were jugglers and
+clowns and acrobats. They cooked food in the open and the smells
+drifted to my camp. They sang and chanted. It went on for hours
+and hours. They burned lights all night long that could be seen
+across the veld. When I grew tired I slept, listening to their
+music.
+
+        In the morning I helped strike the tents. When the first were
+off I stood aside. They all called me friend although I was a
+member of none of the clans. They said that clans meant nothing
+now. They were members of the Caravan. It was Winding-Down time
+and the clans were gone for them. They asked me if I would come
+along, if only for just a while. I did.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Caravan traveled and made good time. I helped when things
+needed fixing. Everyone called me friend. They said that I
+should see the Queen at the next halt and join them. Throughout
+the day I considered it. Before this my clan had been only Dad
+and me. Dad had been gone for a long time. I decided I liked the
+idea.
+
+        As on the previous day, the halt was called in the afternoon.
+The Caravan circled. The tents went up. The fires were lit. The
+music and the play began. I was sent to see the Queen.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen's tent was the largest tent of all. It was decorated
+with the colors of all the clans. Everywhere I looked there were
+the symbols of the clans and the symbols of all the workers. It
+was so fine it made my eyes water.
+
+        The Queen's consorts were all women. They brought me food and
+water and welcomed me to the Caravan. They brought me a robe of
+Caravan colors and asked me for my sign. I asked them where the
+Caravan was going. They told me it was going to the end.
+
+        "This is the Caravan," they said. "We are traveling on the
+journey of the Winding-Down and we are traveling to the end."
+
+        They coached me on the form of my formal petition to the Queen.
+They laughed and joked and said that I was the first clan of one
+to join. Finally they led me to an inner chamber of the tent
+where I was brought before the Queen.
+
+        She was a handsome woman with hair slightly touched by gray. I
+was taken by her air of knowledge and wisdom. When I looked in
+her eyes I was reminded of dad. There seemed to be a similar
+light of intelligence and humor and sadness. When I found my
+voice I introduced myself to her as her consorts had instructed
+me to.
+
+        "I have no clan," I said. "I am a helper and a fixer. I would
+be honored if you would allow me to join your Caravan. I will
+offer my services freely, and ask only that my needs be met."
+
+        It was at this point in my speech that I had been instructed to
+stop. I had been told that the Queen would nod to accept me or
+shake her head. I had been told that she never shook her head. I
+had been told that I should then bow and leave.
+
+        But I did not. Perhaps it was that she reminded me of Dad.
+Perhaps it was that the Caravan was like nothing I had ever seen
+and I wanted so badly to become a part of it. Perhaps it was the
+curious way she seemed to look into me and see more of me than
+anyone ever had. Whatever the reason, I could not contain myself
+and I continued on.
+
+        Against my Dad's wishes, I said, "I am a maker. I also can make
+things new."
+
+        I could hear a few of the consorts gasp. I looked at the shock
+on their faces as they covered their mouths and knew that I had
+made a mistake.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen stood from her chair and approached me. All eyes were
+upon her as she put her finger to my lips and said "Shhhh." Her
+hand smelled of sage and balsam. To the amazement of myself and
+everyone there, she took my hand and led me into her inner
+chambers.
+
+        The others were told to remain outside. She lay down on her bed
+and bid me bring a table and chair to her side. Every time I
+tried to speak she would touch my lips. She would shake her head
+with a frown, but her mouth would barely smile. She brought out
+a deck of cards with colors and pictures I'd never seen before.
+There were more than in a deck of chance, she explained.
+
+        "I fear the others may have been too eager to invite you to
+join our ranks, but we will see," she said. "These are cards of
+old. They were called future cards before the Winding-Down. Now
+they are the cards that guide us on the path to the end. I use
+them to know the way and set our course for each new day. They
+once had another use."
+
+        She extinguished the lamps and set four candles down, one on
+each corner of the table. The chamber was cool and smelled of
+anise and patchouli. Not a breeze stirred the candle flames as
+they burned.
+
+        "Come and shuffle the cards as if they were a deck of chance,"
+she said, "then cut them three times to your left."
+
+        I did as I was told.
+
+        She spread the cards on the table in a strange pattern and took
+a deep breath. She shook her head, but still smiled at me.
+
+* * *
+
+        "Here is the Queen," she said. "I've seen her many times. She
+is my card and she sits before you."
+
+        "Here is the Mage, though not  the one I've known."
+
+        When she looked at me I thought of Dad, but said nothing. I was
+in awe of her and could not interrupt her words.
+
+        "Here is the ending," she said, "fruits of the seeds our
+forebears have sown. There is nothing new here. This is the way
+we have come."
+
+        She paused as she turned the next card, then turned a few more.
+I believe her hand shook a little as she turned the last. Her
+voice had been quiet, but now came even quieter than before.
+
+        "Here is the maker, and here is the crone. Here is a girl-child
+and here a boy. Here is a birthing and here a joy. And here is a
+soul-star." She started to cry.
+
+        I tried to speak, but again she silenced me. She sat for a long
+time with her palms together in front of her face. Tears
+streamed from her eyes and she breathed in small gasps. Finally
+she blew out three of the candles and took me to her bed.
+
+* * *
+
+        First we made love with a quiet ferocity I had never known.
+Then we were tender and savored the moments that seemed like
+hours. I told her I loved her and I would travel with the
+Caravan forever. She cried then, and shook her head no.
+
+        "We don't have forever, anymore."
+
+        She sat before the single candle and spoke, looking older than
+any of the people ever looked.
+
+        "There were makers and fixers once that worked on people
+instead of things. It was decided that the people would never
+grow old, would never sicken and die. It was decided that
+children would not be born and man and woman would live simply
+with Gaia. The makers and fixers had their way and planned their
+way with Gaia, too. Everything was changed according to a grand
+plan."
+
+        "But they hadn't planned well. The Gaia cannot be fixed. Man
+cannot be made and fixed. The Winding-Down began."
+
+        "What kind of man are you, maker? How have you come here?"
+
+        I told her what Dad had told me. I told her the secret that I
+had been a kinder and I had grown. I told her of Dad's lexicon,
+the lessons he had taught me and the lessons that waited for me
+still.
+
+        She blew out the last candle, held me close, and told me to
+sleep. It was a long time before I could.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the morning I awoke to the sound of her shuffling the cards.
+When she saw I was awake she called her ladies with a little
+bell and bid them bring me food and water and clothes the colors
+of the Caravan. My heart swelled with hope, but her head shook
+no. She studied the cards while I dressed and ate.
+
+        "You cannot come with us," she sighed. "We are the Caravan of
+the Winding-Down. You must stay here in the veld and wait.
+Others will come the way we have come. These are the stragglers,
+the lost, the late."
+
+        "You will show them my sign. They will give you what you need,
+and you will help them with their needs. They will be like us
+and you will show them the way we have gone and send them along."
+
+        "But what about me?" I asked. "What of this Caravan? What about
+us?"
+
+        "This is the Winding-Down. Eventually no more will come from
+the East. But you must stay. We are not meant to travel the same
+path."
+
+        "One day someone will come from the West. Just one, or two, or
+a few. You must wait for that day. They will bring you my sign.
+Then you must make your own way."
+
+* * *
+
+        She turned from me then, and was gone. The camp was struck. I
+watched her Caravan travel out of sight as I have watched
+others. With each that has come and gone I have sent a note:
+
+
+
+                Will this be the last time, my love?
+
+                The crowds depart.
+
+                All the songs are songs of farewell.
+
+                Everyone seems to have gathered here to leave.
+
+                I am a pilgrim in this land
+
+                and there are things you have not told me;
+
+                things I should have known.
+
+
+
+        It has been a long time now. The pain that I felt on her
+leaving somehow does not hurt as much anymore. Somehow things
+seem to be as they should be. I look to the West and there is
+hope. In Dad's lexicon hope is something that hurts but feels
+good. Hope is something that grows amidst loss.
+
+        Hope is something I've added to the lexicon of the Feed.
+
+He Comes on Ancient Winds
+Copyright (c) 1994, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                                                             
+                      *He Comes on Ancient Winds*
+                            by Robert McKay
+
+
+     On a dark night the fog rolled over the landscape like a living
+thing.  Unlike normal fog, this was a thick, clammy mist that seemed to
+move of its own accord.  No wind blew it along, yet it moved, clinging
+to the rounded slopes of the hills and sweeping through the draws with
+an almost purposeful air.  It passed over the outlying hills, and moved
+inexorably through the town, providing those few who were still out and
+about a small thrill of unease as it slipped silently along.
+     The next day few people in Wilson spoke of the fog.  It was an
+oddity that had come and gone in the depths of the night, and when day
+came there were more pressing, if more mundane, matters to discuss.
+     In the feed store, on the courthouse square, on street corners,
+men discussed the weather, the prospects for the crops that year, the
+price of beef and wool.  As always, some muttered darkly about the
+goings on in the state capital, just 20 miles away, though hidden by
+the gently green and rolling hills, and about the policies sent forth
+from Washington, where no matter which party and which administration
+was in power, agriculture seemed to be a total mystery.
+     In the Agnes Cafe a scattering of men sat at the counter nursing
+coffee, while two or three others sat at the formica tables finishing
+their donuts or scrambled eggs.  Agnes was long gone - she'd died in
+the '50s, and by now the cafe had passed into entirely unrelated hands.
+But the name on painted on the window remained the same, and the
+customers did likewise, the older farmers and ranchers giving way
+slowly and reluctantly to their young successors.  Overalls still
+dominated the place, though Levis were beginning to sprinkle themselves
+through the regular clientele as they were through the farming
+population.
+     The door opened with a crash - something that never happened, for
+the hydraulic door closer was old and stiff and everyone had learned
+over the years of its decaying smoothness to lean heavily on the door
+to open it.  Eyes turned to see what could possibly have created the
+impossibly swift and hard opening of the stubborn door.  A stranger
+stood in the doorway, reaching to retrieve the door, and swing it shut
+again, which he did with an ease that belied the stiffness of the door
+closer.  As he turned from closing the door, he said in a soft, cold
+voice, "I apologize for the racket.  I was distracted, and paid no
+attention to what I was doing as I entered."
+     Amid looks between customers, the stranger walked to the counter.
+He was tall, broad-shouldered, thin.  His skin was pale, not with the
+whiteness of one who receives no sun, but the pallor of the dead.  His
+nose was high and arrogant, bisecting a face of such marble coldness it
+might have been the carved representation of divine hauteur.  His hair
+was a black that was almost blue, combed straight back from his high
+smooth forehead.  The hands were long, the fingers thin and supple, and
+a scattering of hairs grew from the palms.  He was dressed in a black
+suit, with a single red carnation in the button hole.  The stranger
+walked across the floor noiselessly, though the linoleum tiles were
+cracked in many places and even without boots it was impossible to be
+absolutely quiet.  The customers who had already been in the cafe
+looked at each other curiously as the stranger seated himself at the
+counter, between two older farmers with the thickness of years of work
+and the stains of earth and nicotine on their fingers.  As he lowered
+himself onto the stool, a simultaneous look of revulsion passed over
+the faces of the two men, who as if by common pre-agreement swiftly
+drained the remainder of their coffee, threw a bill or two on the
+counter, and hurriedly went out.
+     The new customer appeared not to notice the reaction of the two
+men who had gone out, examining the tattered menu with apparent
+interest.  The waitress stepped over with a glass of water in one hand
+and a coffee pot in the other.  "You ready to order?" she asked.
+     "Yes."  The stranger's voice was so low that the waitress had to
+lean forward slightly to be sure of hearing it.  "I'll have a ham and
+cheese omelet, hash browns, and hot tea."
+     "All right."  The waitress, whose name tag identified her as
+Sherry, scribbled the order on her pad, tore off the sheet, and slapped
+it down on the sill of the window that communicated with the kitchen.
+Turning back to the stranger, who had slipped the menu back into its
+rack, she asked, "New in town, aren't you?"
+     "Yes."  The stranger's lips moved in a slight smile - a bare
+gesture.
+     "Stayin' long?"
+     "I don't know.  It depends on my tastes."
+     "You don't look like a farmer or a rancher," Sherry observed,
+leaning back against the ice cream machine.  "Nor yet anything else I
+can think of to move into a small town."
+     The stranger smiled his meager smile again.  "I was informed that
+citizens of small towns were inquisitive."  He made a show of
+inspecting his nails, which were impeccably clean.  "I am a self-
+contained man.  I do that which pleases me, and I live where it pleases
+me to live.  What does not please me is to be required to give a full
+biography to all and sundry."  The slight smile had disappeared, and
+Sherry took the hint.
+     "Well, I guess I know how to mind my own business too.  But what
+do you want us to call you, if you do stay in town?"
+     "You may call me Mr. Carver.  Jared Carver."
+     The cook slid the plate of omelet and potatoes across the
+stainless steel sill of his window, smacking the chrome bell that
+seems to be a required furnishing in all small town restaurants.
+Sherry grabbed the plate and clacked it down in front of Carver.
+Without a word she turned away, finding something to occupy her behind
+the counter.
+     Carver ate silently, voraciously.  He seemed to enjoy his food,
+but at the same time his teeth, exposed briefly each time he took a
+bite, seemed to champ down on the eggs and hash browns with a touch too
+much force, as if he would have preferred to be eating live meat.
+     When he finished, Carver shoved his plate back with a finger, and
+took up the check.  Glancing at the total, he reached into the pocket
+of his suit coat and withdrew a long, thin wallet.  From within it he
+extracted a couple of bills.  Sliding them and the check across the
+counter, he waited while the waitress rang up his meal and counted out
+the change.  Pocketing some change and a bill, he stacked the rest on
+the counter and slid it toward Sherry.  Without a word, he then rose
+and left, this time without overpowering the door.
+                                 * * *
+     Through the day, the dark, tall form of Jared Carver appeared at
+various places in the town of Wilson.  He opened two accounts at the
+bank - one checking and one savings - before moving on to the realtor,
+where he made arrangements to see a large house for sale in town.  He
+appeared in the city offices, inquiring about utilities; in the grocery
+store, where he made small purchases such as a man staying in a motel
+might make - although Maxine at the desk said no Jared Carver was
+registered and no one matching his description had a room there; and
+the hardware store, where he investigated, but did not buy, a selection
+of strong door locks.  In each place where he appeared he had the
+unmistakable effect of dampening the usual small town friendliness; no
+one greeted him with "Howdy" more than once, and while he was never
+impolite, he most emphatically did not invite casual conversation.
+     As the day wore on Carver became the town mystery.  He was not
+staying at the motel, and was never seen to enter or leave a vehicle.
+His clothing was of the highest quality and could not have been
+purchased anywhere short of the state capital or some other large city,
+yet it never seemed to suffer the dusty effects of walking in a town
+that was liberally spattered with the side effects of trailers loaded
+with cattle, hogs, horses, or grain.  Where he was staying or how he
+intended to get there was completely unknown, as was why he was in town
+or why he seemed intent on moving in.  The townspeople were completely
+baffled by his cold rebuffs of their friendliness; he was not rude, as
+they expected city dwellers to be, but the very precision of his
+politeness was a barrier.  He was frigid in responding to inquiries,
+and few pursued matters further than the first calm repulsion.
+     That night outbursts of barking broke out through the night.  The
+dogs in a particular section of town would erupt, without warning, into
+simultaneous fury, and the patch of barking would travel slowly along
+until, with equal suddenness, it would cease as if cut off with an ax.
+For a time all would be quiet, then the same strange phenomenon would
+spring up in another neighborhood.  By daylight the dogs of Wilson were
+exhausted, and many of the human citizens were fed up with the "dang
+mutts."
+     In the morning, the news went around town that Harvey Clapp, east
+of town, had discovered one of his Angus steers down in the pasture,
+with a small, precise gash in its neck.  The veterinarian diagnosed a
+massive loss of blood, and quickly loaded the animal up to recuperate
+at his clinic, but could come up with no reason why the blood could be
+gone, or how it could have been lost through the small wound on the
+neck, or where it could have gone, since the ground in the pasture was
+free of the large splotch of blood that the magnitude of the loss
+suggested.
+                                 * * *
+     Jared Carver did not appear in town for a couple of days.  When he
+did, it was at the realtor's office, where he seemingly materialized
+out of a cold thin drizzle.  Draped over his shoulders, protecting his
+suit and its inevitable carnation, white this time, from the rain, was
+a rain cloak that must have cost much more than the usual plasticized
+poncho.  Dark in color, it complemented his suit without matching it
+exactly.
+     The realtor, having been previously warned that Carver would not
+make an appointment, but would merely present himself in the office
+when he was ready to see the house, was prepared.  For any other client
+she would have refused such a peremptory and unusual request, but with
+Carver it was not a request but an inexorable fact.  She had not found
+it possible to object.
+     The house was on a hill in an older part of Wilson, with other
+houses around but separated from them by its own ten-acre plot of
+ground.  The house had once been magnificent, an example of money and
+taste, but over the years weather and neglect had worn the paint mostly
+off and turned the boards a dingy gray.  The wood shone dimly in the
+light, thin trickles of water running down.
+     The doors were strongly hung, and the locks turned easily enough.
+The house had apparently been inhabited, though not with much money,
+until fairly recently, for while the marks of poverty and neglect were
+apparent there was none of the random destruction wrought by decay in
+an empty building.
+     The realtor led Carver through the rooms - a large kitchen, living
+room, two bedrooms, and what the realtor called a den on the first
+floor, and upstairs two more bedrooms, a study, and what at one time
+had obviously been a library.  Now the shelves were in disrepair, but
+they had once been strongly built and could have held thousands of
+volumes.  Each floor had a bathroom, carved out of the existing space
+some time after the house was built.  Electricity and gas were
+installed, as was telephone wiring.  Most incongruous was a cable
+television outlet in the living room, its shiny black skin and gleaming
+plug a strange contrast to the evident age of the walls and floor.
+     Back in the realtor's office, Carver declared that he wanted the
+house.  The woman began to discuss terms.
+     "No."  Carver's one word startled the realtor into silence, and he
+continued.  "I do not wish to clutter this transaction with mortgages,
+interest rates, payments, and other impediments.  I will pay for the
+house outright.  I have in my pocket a check, which merely needs to be
+made out for the full amount.  It is on an account in a bank in New
+York," here he withdrew the check and laid it on the desk, "which as
+you will recognize is highly reputable.  If you wish you may verify
+that sufficient funds are on deposit to cover the check."
+     The realtor was stunned.  Not even the wealthy ranchers in the
+area - some of whom were worth a million dollars or perhaps even more -
+paid for houses in one fell swoop.  She stuttered.  "Mr. C-carver, I'll
+t-t-trust you to c-cover the ch-ch-check."  Stopping for a deep breath,
+she got her voice under control.  "I am not accustomed to working in
+this fashion, but I am sure we can arrange the deal to do it this
+time."
+     Carver laid his long, white, cruel fingers on the check.  "You
+will take the check, after I have made it out, or I will buy another
+house from someone else.  There is nothing to arrange.  There is
+nothing to discuss.  There is nothing to work out.  The check is here,
+and you will either accept it for the full amount of the purchase
+price, or you will not.  I would prefer the former, but in case of the
+latter I am fully prepared to take my business elsewhere."
+     She took the check.  It was not possible to protest further in the
+presence of those eyes, with their tinge of red lurking in the black
+depths.
+                                 * * *
+     Jared Carver had been in Wilson for two months.  The night was
+clear and chill, with the stars, once one got away from the lights of
+the town, standing out sharp and bright.  A farm house two miles
+outside of town rested on a low hill, fields and barns surrounding it
+in a ring of familiarity.  A patch of fog crept over the landscape,
+moving directly toward the house, although no wind blew.  It settled
+over the little hill, blanking out the house and its few shining
+lights.  After a moment of resting on the hill, the fog began to draw
+together, concentrating in the area directly in front of the door.  In
+this yard, the fog compacted down until, with a last whirling,
+soundless rush, it disappeared.
+     In the yard stood a creature resembling a large dog.  But no dog
+ever stood this rangy and menacing, with red eyes and lolling tongue
+and white fangs dripping saliva.  Padding silently across the yard, the
+creature lowered its head and squeezed through the dog door fixed in
+the front door of the farm house.  Within, there was a scream,
+following by the sounds of a struggle.  Low growls mixed with the
+crashing and thumping.  The struggle ceased, and was replaced by the
+unmistakable noise of a lapping tongue.
+                                 * * *
+     The next morning the city police and the county sheriff were
+called to the Johnson place.  It seemed that some great beast had
+entered the house, by means as yet unknown although the dog door was
+suspected, and ripped out the throats of the elderly farming couple.
+While blood was splashed about somewhat from the obvious struggle,
+there was none in the bodies, and surprisingly little in the living
+room where the deaths had occurred.
+     By noon the news was being spoken of wherever people gathered in
+Wilson.  The Agnes Cafe at lunchtime was abuzz with speculation and
+rumor.  One fact was known - the prints of an enormous dog-like
+creature had been found in the yard, leading toward the house.  These
+tracks had just appeared, as if the beast had been dropped out of thin
+air, and none led away from the house.
+     In the Agnes Cafe Sherry was talking steadily as she passed from
+table to table, handing out opinions and taking orders with the same
+facility.  She was stopped in her tracks by the opening of the door.
+Eyes turned, and saw Jared Carver enter.  Handling the balky door with
+exquisite care, he closed it and took a seat at the end of the counter.
+The man to his left put down his fork, paid his bill, and left
+hurriedly.
+     Sherry, swinging back into action with obvious reluctance, crossed
+to the counter and asked, "What'll ya have, Mr. Carver?"
+     "A bacon cheeseburger, rare, with lettuce, tomato, onion, and
+mustard.  No ketchup or mayonnaise.  An order of tater tots on the
+side.  Hot tea."
+     Sherry wrote, slapped the order on the window sill for the cook,
+and scanned the room.  While Carver was ordering several people had
+left, and now no one required her services.  She was, perforce, stuck
+with the pale stranger in his funereal suit.  Attempting to make
+conversation, she asked, "Have you heard what happened last night?"
+     "I have.  An interesting crime, is it not?"
+     "Interestin' is one word for it.  What could have done it?"
+     "I would suggest a wolf."
+     "A wolf?" Sherry asked with a near-laugh.  "They ain't no wolves
+around here.  Haven't been for nearly 100 years."
+     "Perhaps one has entered the country.  The animal's prints, as
+described to me, are those of a wolf.  The ripping out of the throats
+could have been done only by some large beast such as a wolf."
+     A customer seated behind Carver spoke up.  "Hey mister, didn't I
+read the other day that wolves don't attack people?"
+     "That has been said," replied Carver without turning.  "Perhaps in
+most cases it is true.  In this case, a wolf appears to be the most
+likely suspect."
+     The bell rang, and Sherry took the plate from the window and
+clacked it down in front of Carver.  "Eat up, Mr. Carver.  I got work
+to do."  Moving off, she began wiping already clean tables with a rag.
+     Carver lifted his burger and took a bite.  The elongated teeth
+gleamed briefly, and then sliced into the bun and meat.  When the bite
+was sheared off, two marks could be seen in the edge, where the canines
+had bitten in.
+                                 * * *
+     A man entered the Agnes Cafe.  He wore a dark suit and sunglasses,
+and was careful to take a seat where his back was to a wall and he
+could see out over most of the street in front of the building.  He did
+not remove the sunglasses, keeping them on as he surveyed the customers
+and the street outside.  Sherry, walking over to take his order, was
+disconcerted by the blank scrutiny the stranger turned upon her.
+     "What can I get you, mister?"
+     "Just coffee.  And then I'd like to talk with you for a few
+minutes."
+     "Yeah, sure."  It was a slow time of day, and so when the coffee
+arrived in Sherry's hand she sat down across the table from the man in
+the sunglasses.
+     He reached into his coat and produced a well-worn wallet.
+Flipping it open, he displayed a badge and an identification card.
+"Agent Corrigan, FBI.  You may inspect the credentials if you like."
+     Sherry did so.  "Gee, I've never met an FBI agent before.  What do
+you want?"
+     "Just information, at this point.  You're aware of the killings in
+the Wilson area?"
+     "Sure I am."  Sherry shuddered.  "First the cow, then the
+Johnsons, then two more families and about 20 head of stock.  It's
+weird, is what it is."
+     "It's more than that."  The agent replaced his credentials, and
+glanced through his sunglasses at the street.  "I'm sure you understand
+the FBI doesn't investigate local matters unless we think there's just
+cause.  We have an entire team in the area now, working with the local
+law enforcement people.  We think there is more to these killings than
+just random violence or cultic activity.  There is some sort of
+pattern, we believe, if we can just find it."
+     "And?" prompted the waitress, leaning on her elbows.
+     "We're talking with people in town who have occasion to notice
+what's going on.  Waitresses, gas station attendants, employees of the
+feed store, the real estate agent, and others who notice goings and
+comings.  Are there any suspicious people you've noticed either coming
+to Wilson or hanging around the area in the past six months?"
+     "No," replied Sherry, frowning under her frizzy blond curls.
+"There's one guy who's real weird, a total cold fish, but he ain't
+suspicious or anything."
+     "Who is this man?"
+     "His name's Jared Carver.  He always wears this mortician's suit,
+y'know, and he looks like death warmed over, only his eyes are real
+alive.  He's as strong as an ox, and he just gives me the creeps.  And
+everybody else just can't stand him, y'know.  It's like he just ain't
+quite normal.  Not that he's a nut or anything - he just ain't
+friendly, a cold fish, y'know."
+     Corrigan was taking notes, apparently in shorthand, for he set
+down very few strokes for all that Sherry said.  He looked up as she
+finished, and asked, "And where can I find Mr. Carver?"
+     "Well, he sometimes comes in here - maybe once or twice a week.  I
+never know what time of day.  One time it'll be breakfast, and the next
+supper, and the next halfway between lunch and supper, and then
+breakfast or lunch.  Let's see, he hangs around the bank some - he's
+got some kind of eastern financial connections or something.  Maggie at
+the real estate office said he bought his house with a single $75,000
+check on this big New York bank - I don't remember which one.  He lives
+up on the hill on Snob Hill, up where all the rich folks built back
+when the oil was going.  It's off back of the east side of town, I
+don't know the address."
+     "I'm sure I can find it.  How would you describe Mr. Carver?"
+     "Well, like I said, he always dresses like an undertaker.  Always
+got this black suit on - no pinstripes - and a flower in his button
+hole.  Sometimes the flower's red, sometimes it's white - always real
+fresh.  He's got this big long nose, like the aristocracy have, I
+guess, and he's pale.  Looks he just crawled out of a coffin, if you've
+ever seen someone who's been laid out for burying.  He's got this black
+hair, slicked back real smooth.  It just slightly brushes his ears,
+y'know, and they're sort of pointed on top."
+     Corrigan closed his notebook and slipped it into a pocket.  "Thank
+you, miss.  Either I or another agent will contact you if we need
+further information."  Corrigan drank off his coffee as Sherry went to
+take care of her customers, and rose.  Still with his sunglasses firmly
+in place, he passed through the door.
+                                 * * *
+     Carver first met Corrigan in the Agnes Cafe.  The FBI agent, after
+a week of talking to townspeople and conferring with the rest of his
+team - who no one had spotted - was still incapable of producing any
+solid evidence in the various killings.  Indeed, during his stay in
+town, on a night in which patches of fog rushed through town on unfelt
+winds, two dogs had been killed and drained of blood right in Wilson.
+That night no one had slept, for all the dogs had raved furiously
+through the night, ceasing only when dawn drove the fog away.
+     Corrigan was sitting at the counter, sipping coffee, toying with
+his scrambled eggs, and reviewing notes, when the door opened and a man
+sat down next to him.  Before he even looked up a look of revulsion
+distorted the agent's face, and he shoved his plate away with violent
+disgust.  When he did look up, Corrigan's face froze, for sitting
+beside him at the counter was the mysterious Mr. Carver of whom he had
+heard so much.
+     Carver was studying the menu as if Corrigan did not exist.  The
+agent took the opportunity, in spite of the irrational and instinctive
+distaste he felt, to study Carver.  The aquiline nose, the black hair
+combed straight back, the unnatural pallor, the long cruel fingers -
+all was had been described to him.
+     Sherry walked over reluctantly, her pen poised.  Replacing the
+menu in its rack, Carver spoke in a voice so low and icy that Corrigan
+shivered.  "I'll have a ham and cheese omelet, hot tea, two orders of
+hash browns, and four links of sausage."  The waitress scribbled as he
+gave his order, turned and slapped the paper on the window sill, and
+walked away silently.  She had ignored Corrigan.
+     Corrigan reached for his cup, taking a large swig of the strong
+brew.  Carver's hand lay flat on the counter beside it, and the FBI man
+by an act of will ignored the pale appendage.  As he replaced the cup -
+ further away from the hand - Carver spoke again.
+     "You're new in town, aren't' you?"
+     That deadly voice again sent a shudder through Corrigan, though he
+concealed it.
+     "Yes."
+     "Here on business?"
+     "Yes.  Government business.  I'm helping investigate the string of
+killings that have occurred here."
+     "I see."  Carver's hands folded, and Corrigan caught a glimpse of
+the hairs growing from the palms.  "Does Washington take such interest
+in all livestock deaths and serial killers?"
+     "Washington takes an interest in everything that it needs to take
+notice of.  We believe that there is more to this than random
+violence."
+     "Indeed."  Carver's hot tea arrived, and he busied himself with
+the bag.  "And what is Washington's theory?"
+     Sherry was staring open-mouthed in back of the counter.  She had
+never heard Carver speak this many words or initiate a conversation.
+Corrigan noted her surprise as he replied, "We believe it's some sort
+of drug-related enterprise, perhaps gone overboard and out of control,
+or killing around here to mask something else."
+     "I don't wish to intrude on government business, of course,"
+Carver said quietly, "and of course there are things you cannot tell me
+by the very nature of things.  But do you have any leads?"
+     "None at all.  That I can tell you.  We're working with the local
+law enforcement agencies on this case, but so far we have nothing but
+human bodies and the carcasses of farm animals.  But we'll find whoever
+is behind this, and he'll do hard time."
+     "Ah."  Carver removed the bag from his tea and took an unsweetened
+sip.  "Let me advise you, Mr. Corrigan.  I am a man of the world and I
+have seen many things in my life.  Do not be surprised if your
+investigation turns up nothing.  Some things that occur are beyond the
+capability of crime labs and modern police methods to unravel.  This
+may be one of them."
+     "We'll see," declared the agent, draining his coffee.  "Good day,
+Mr. Carver."  It wasn't until he was half a block away that he realized
+that while he knew Carver's name from his questions, he had never been
+introduced, and the strange resident of Wilson could hardly have known
+who Corrigan was.
+                                 * * *
+     Two weeks passed in Wilson, and Corrigan grew frustrated.  The
+killings continued - two more incidents of dogs being killed in the
+night, three head of cattle at three different locations, and one more
+person.  This was a drifter who happened to be sleeping in a pasture
+just outside town.  In all of the cases the blood was drained from the
+victims, with no clue left as to where it might have gone.  The dogs
+appeared to have been killed quickly and with great ferocity,
+apparently by the animal Carver had suggested was a wolf.  The cattle
+all followed the pattern of the first cow, except that where that
+animal had recovered, these all died of the loss of blood.  The drifter
+was found lying on his back, a strange stupefied expression on his
+face, with the small, precise gash in his neck the only way the blood
+could possibly have been removed from his body.
+     Carver continued to appear irregularly around town.  He paid his
+bills scrupulously on time, although they were much lower than one
+would have expected in his large house on the hill.  He ate
+occasionally at the Agnes Cafe, always requesting that his meat be
+cooked rare and always ending his meal alone, even if when he first sat
+down he was surrounded by paying customers.
+     It was during one of these meals that Corrigan stomped into the
+Cafe, his foul mood evident in the way he flung himself onto a stool
+next to Carver and his sunglasses onto the counter.  Sherry was quick
+to place a steaming cup before him, and as he sugared his coffee
+Corrigan observed Carver out of the corner of his eye.  The immaculate
+resident champed through his food at a great rate, cutting a steak with
+precise motions that sheared through meat and gristle alike with an
+ease that bespoke enormous strength.  The juice ran red, and the
+pointed teeth in Carver's mouth appeared to relish each bloody bite.
+     Carver noticed the FBI agent's gaze.  "Is there something you
+want, Mr. Corrigan?" he asked in his chill voice.
+     "I would like to talk to you about these killings."
+     "I assure you, Mr. Corrigan, that if I had information to give the
+officers of the law, I would have done so already."
+     "Is that so."  It was phrased as a question, but Corrigan gave it
+the flat inflection of a statement.
+     "Indeed it is so.  Do you doubt my word?"
+     Corrigan took a sip of coffee, noting that today the flower in the
+buttonhole was a particularly brilliant red.  "I merely regard you as a
+suspect in this case."
+     Carver laid down his fork and knife - Corrigan noted that the man
+was left-handed.  "On what grounds do you make such a determination?"
+     "Oh, I have no hard evidence at present."  The agent had now
+swiveled on his stool so that he leaned with his right elbow on the
+counter, facing the thin pale man.  "But you are the only one in town
+whose movements are not well known to the community.  You are the only
+member of the community who is apart from the life of the town.  Of all
+the people in Wilson, you're the only one who could be a suspect."
+     "I presume you know, Mr. Corrigan, that murderers do not often
+look like murders.  Perhaps the true culprit is one of the innocent
+farmers in the area.  Perhaps it is Sherry.  Perhaps it is even you,
+Mr. Corrigan."
+     Corrigan shuddered as this last sentence was delivered with a
+small cold smile.  The pointed teeth showed plainly at this close
+distance, extending well below the level of the other upper teeth.  The
+FBI agent restrained his revulsion with difficulty.  "What I know is
+what I know.  I want you to know this.  You are a suspect.  We're
+watching you, Mr. Carver, and if you're the killer we'll catch you.
+You need not have any doubts about that."
+     Carver's smile was now frozen.  "Mr. Corrigan, I do not intend to
+be threatened.  You may either leave, or move to another subject."  The
+thin hands picked up the silverware again, only to be stopped by
+Corrigan's voice.
+     "Carver, I'm going to get you.  I don't care how long it takes,
+but your butt is mine."
+     Carver said nothing, his eyes on his plate.  Slowly, his hands
+contracted, bending the thick steel restaurant cutlery into U-shaped
+hunks of metal.  Finally he raised his eyes to Corrigan's, their black
+depths flickering with a dangerous red fire.  "Do not threaten me
+again, Mr. Corrigan.  I do not like threats, and I tend to react
+violently against them."  Rising from his seat, Carver reached into his
+coat pocket, withdrew the wallet, and taking two $20 bills from it
+tossed them on the counter.  "Good day, Mr. Corrigan."  Carver turned
+and stalked out the door.
+                                 * * *
+     That night, four FBI agents in plain clothes staked out Jared
+Carver's house.  Their instructions were clear - they were to watch the
+house, and if Carver emerged they were to follow him, without being
+seen, wherever he went.  If Carver even appeared to perform an illegal
+act, he was to be arrested.  If he so much as littered, Corrigan had
+instructed, the man was to be bent over the nearest hard object and
+cuffed.
+     As the night wore on, the lights in the house went off.  Finally,
+just short of midnight, the last one, in what appeared from without to
+be the living room, went dark, and the men prepared for a long vigil.
+But shortly a fog came creeping over the ground.  Although the man in
+front of the house couldn't believe he was seeing clearly, the fog
+appeared to issue from the house itself.  He reported the development
+on his radio, and the phenomenon was sufficiently curious that one of
+the other agents came around to look for himself.
+     The fog gathered on the gentle slope leading from the porch to the
+street, and then flowed downhill.  As it reached the sidewalk it
+stopped, and began to draw together.  The two FBI agents watched,
+mesmerized.  The fog began to sparkle as it coalesced.  A spinning
+motion began, and shortly the two men saw what resembled a spinning
+mass of dust motes, sparkling in the moonlight.  And suddenly the dust
+was gone, replaced by Carver, standing before them in his black suit,
+the dark cape hung over his shoulders.
+     Carver approached the two agents.  They did not move, their glassy
+eyes betraying their disassociation from reality.  Carver smiled his
+cold smile, the red flickering strongly in his eyes.  "Well, what have
+we here?  Two men, instead of one!  I shall indeed enjoy this night!"
+     The men shivered, thought the night was warm.  Carver stepped
+closer, until his breath stirred the hair of one of the agents.  "Do
+you fear me?" he asked in a voice as hard as iron.  "Do you understand
+what you are facing?  Do you realize that I have powers beyond your
+understanding, age beyond your power to imagine?"
+     The two men shivered more strongly now, and sweat poured from
+their faces.  Yet they stood stock still, nailed to the spot.  Carver
+placed his hand gently on the forehead of one of the men, a short,
+dark-haired man.  Pushing the man's head back, Carver bent his head
+down and, with a quick movement, snapped his teeth together in the
+man's neck.  A jerk ran through the frozen form, and Carver fastened
+his mouth over the incision he had created.  Sucking eagerly, he
+reached back with a hand and supported the form as it weakened.
+Finally, he raised his head, withdrew his hand, and watched calmly as
+the former FBI agent slumped to the ground.  Carver's mouth was smeared
+with blood.
+     Carver turned to the other agent, who during the entire episode
+had continued to stare with wide eyes at the house from which the fog
+had come.  "Now it's your turn.  I hope you enjoy it as much as I do."
+     In the morning the two agents were discovered.  Corrigan was
+livid, and Carver ate a hearty breakfast at the Agnes Cafe.
+                                 * * *
+     The stakeout continued with redoubled zeal.  It was one thing for
+Corrigan to be frustrated by apparently random killings of animals and
+people across the countryside.  It was an entirely different thing for
+two of his men to be murdered on duty, by the very villain they were
+there to watch for - obviously without a struggle, even though no one
+could explain how two strong, trained men could have their necks opened
+and their blood drained and not resist violently.  Added to the normal
+reaction of a law enforcement officer to a "cop killing" was Corrigan's
+monumental rage at the brazen slap in his face.  The two killings were
+obviously designed to mock his efforts, and Corrigan was not amused.
+     The killings, by being perpetrated right in front of Carver's
+house, focused Corrigan's suspicions more than ever.  He pulled almost
+all his agents and cooperating local peace officers in from their
+scattered locations, and threw a cordon around Carver's house.  In
+addition to the standing order to spot and hold Carver if he exited the
+house, Corrigan added two commands which puzzled his subordinates - any
+animal resembling a wolf was to be shot on sight, and fog was to be
+reported instantly.  Although Corrigan had not witnessed the fog that
+coalesced into the menacing, cold form of Jared Carver, he had finally
+realized that the killings in town had always occurred on nights of
+patchy fog that drifted, apparently at random, even when the wind did
+not blow.
+     For a week the intensified stakeout proved fruitless.  No killings
+occurred, Carver did not emerge, no fog appeared, and wolves were in
+short supply.  Corrigan, baffled and enraged, released half of his men
+to their previous duties.  The remaining agents and police officers -
+eight in all, continued to nightly watch the house on the hill, with
+Corrigan fuming in his car and keeping in touch by radio.
+     On the eighth night, the tense silence was broken by the laconic
+voice of an FBI agent.  "Corrigan, I've got a patch of fog drifting
+down the hill toward position 2."
+     Corrigan grabbed the microphone with his right hand, transferred
+it to his left, and jerked the ignition key with the now-free right
+hand.  "Roger."  Slamming the car into gear and steering with the
+already-occupied left hand, Corrigan reached down and switched
+frequencies.  "Everyone, converge on position two - right in front of
+the main door."
+     Roaring through the silent streets, and squealing around a corner,
+Corrigan jerked the car to a stop and piled out.  He saw the cause of
+the agent's report - a small patch of fog that appeared to boil as it
+moved slowly, menacingly, down the hill toward the street.  Walking up
+to the agent on duty, he ordered, "Report."
+     "That fog seemed to just form on the front porch, sir.  I don't
+know how - maybe my eyes just fooled me, although the moon's shining
+directly onto the front of the house.  Then it started moving down this
+way.  As you can tell, sir, there's a slight breeze uphill - how the
+fog's coming this way I haven't the slightest idea."
+     "Very well."  Corrigan thought a moment.  "Stay here and keep an
+eye on that fog.  I'm going to try to get a side view."
+     Corrigan moved off across the street and back down to the left,
+from where he'd come.  As he moved away, another car pulled up, and two
+local police officers climbed out, watching the fog.  More familiar
+with local weather, they were more baffled than the FBI agent, who was
+confused enough on his own.
+     Corrigan reached the corner and began to walk up the hill.  The
+property was not fenced, and as he slipped up the dew-wet grass he kept
+his eyes on the fog, which was now to his right.  As he watched, the
+patch of vapor drew together, increasing in height, and sped down the
+hill toward the officers on the opposite sidewalk.  Paralyzed with
+astonishment, Corrigan froze on place, his tongue unable to move.
+     The fog halted its strange progress directly in front of the three
+officers.  Whirling rapidly, it became less a fog and more a column of
+swirling glitter, as if dust were dancing in the moonlight.  It swirled
+faster, taking on an apparently solid shape.  Suddenly, the glitter was
+gone and the tall form of Jared Carver stood before the officers, who
+stood as if petrified.
+     Corrigan's tongue, motivated by rage and fear, found its mobility
+again.  "Hey, you!" he shouted, as he began to run as best as he could
+down the slick grass of the hill.  "Get away from my men!"
+     Carver whirled.  His face gleamed a dead bone white in the
+moonlight, and his eyes gleamed with a crimson fire straight out of
+hell.  The fanged mouth contorted in a feral snarl, and even as he
+slipped and almost fell on the wet grass Corrigan could hear the hiss,
+as of twenty snakes in a rage.
+     Corrigan halted, not 20 yards from Carver.  The strange resident
+of Wilson stood, his hands curved into claws, the eyes blazing with
+unholy fire, the long canine fangs bared.  The FBI man drew his gun,
+totally unsure of the effect of lead on someone who could move as fog
+in the night.  Hoping to avoid a test of the matter, he spoke.  "What
+are you doing, Carver?"
+     The cold arrogance of the man was intensified, backed up by a
+baffled and terrible rage.  "It does not concern you what I am doing.
+I rule myself - no law and no man does so.  I suggest that you take
+yourself far from here, for this place is inhospitable and will not
+suffer you long to live."
+     "Is that so?"  Corrigan was not nearly as certain of his position
+as he hoped his voice made it seem he was.  "I am hereby placing you
+under arrest for murder.  You have the right to--"
+     Carver hissed like a steam engine, the snarl fiercer than ever.
+"*You* are arresting *me*?  Do you know who and what I am?  You cannot
+hold me.  You cannot take me.  You can do nothing to me.  Now *leave*,
+or die!"
+     Corrigan had faced armed madmen, worked on bomb disposal squads,
+and provided security in highly dangerous environments.  His bavery was
+not in question - he knew that he possessed physical courage.  But this
+evil creature was more than he could handle.  He knew that his gun and
+his training would be of absolutely no use against Carver, the man who
+bent steel cutlery without effort in his hands and moved across the
+land in ways mortals could only guess at.  Holstering his pistol,
+Corrigan did the hardest thing he'd ever done - he turned and walked
+away, knowing that three men were being left behind to be drained of
+their blood.
+                                 * * *
+     The next day, armed with a wooden stake, a mallet, several cloves
+of garlic, an ax, a can of kerosene, and a book of matches, Corrigan
+walked slowly up the hill to the front door of Carver's house.  He did
+not put any stock in the supernatural, but he knew of no other way to
+attack the creature who had left three corpses in the street, bled dry
+to feed its hunger.  He knew that bullets would not work, and he was
+forced to fall back on superstition and tradition in fighting the evil
+that had come to Wilson.
+     Corrigan knocked on the door, and received no answer.  He didn't
+know whether he'd expected one or not - vampires were reputed to be
+unable to move in daylight, yet Carver had repeatedly shown himself in
+Wilson during the day.  He knocked again, and a third time.  When there
+was still no answer, he tried the door.  The knob turned easily, and
+Corrigan walked in.
+     The living room was sparsely furnished - a sofa along one wall, a
+few armchairs scattered around, a bookcase along one wall that
+apparently had never been used.  Passing carefully through the living
+room, Corrigan found the kitchen, which was coated with dust and
+apparently had not been used since Carver took possession of the house.
+Looking around, Corrigan investigated all the rooms on the first floor,
+finding that only the living room and the bathroom showed signs of use.
+     With increasing trepidation, the agent ascended the stairs.  He
+found one bedroom had been used, and the closet showed signs that it
+had been emptied within the last few hours.  The bathroom had clearly
+been used, and no other rooms upstairs.
+     Returning to the first floor, Corrigan looked around for a
+basement door.  Finally, tucked into a corner of the kitchen, he found
+it.  It was locked, and the lock was so rusted that it could not
+possibly have been opened in years.
+     Later in the day Corrigan and several agents, along with all the
+remaining officers of the Wilson police department, returned with a
+search warrant.  All the rooms were carefully searched, and the
+basement broken into.  All they found were rats and roaches and signs
+of slight recent occupation.  Carver was gone, leaving behind no clue
+as to where he would go next.
+                                 * * *
+     Two years later, working on a case in Massachusetts, Corrigan
+discovered a stone in an old graveyard.  On it he read the name - Jared
+Carver, the dates - 1676 to 1711, and the epitaph - "He Comes on
+Ancient Winds."  Corrigan decided not to have the grave exhumed to see
+if there were any bones in what remained of the coffin.
+
+Enokrad's Tail
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    Enokrad's Tail
+                   by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+
+        Suraci stumbled into his dark loft above the alchemist's shop, a
+charred scroll case clenched tightly in his fist.  The fire still burned
+in his mind's eye, along with the angry faces of the mob.  His lungs heaved
+as he pushed the heavy oak door closed and pulled the iron bolt to.
+        At last I'm safe, he thought, clutching the scroll case tightly to
+his chest.  He leaned against the door and waited for his eyes to adjust to
+the darkness.
+        The duel had lasted three days long.  Suraci had watched from his
+loft as the two wizards had battled high above the city.  Protocol had been
+broken in endangering so many of the people of Alitos like that, but
+wizards of great power need not worry about lesser beings.  Near the duel's
+end the young mage had seen his chance and acted.
+        Suraci could make out the faint outlines of his desk and bookshelf
+near the window.  He started towards it.  Pain suddenly shot through his
+shin as he ran into a chair.
+        "Damn," he muttered under his breath and kicked the chair out of his
+way.  He moved forward with his arm outstretched, carefully feeling for the
+desk.
+        The young mage got to the desk and felt for his lamp.  Its smooth,
+bronze casting felt cool to his hand.  He waved his fingers over it and
+several archaic words flowed down his tongue and over his lips.
+        The wick ignited, casting its golden light over his soot covered face
+  Suraci sat the leather scroll case on his desk and looked at it.  Half of
+the brown tube was blackened, ending where the cap had been before it had
+burned off in the inferno.
+        Bits of charred, blackened leather crumbled from it as he carefully
+rolled the case over.  On the other side, inscribed on an iron plate, were
+the words "The Spell of Enokrad".  Suraci smiled.
+        Long before Enokrad had challenged Drolerif for his seat on the
+Mage's Guild Council, Suraci had been invited to visit the great sorcerer
+at his estate on the other side of town.  The young mage had at first been
+flabbergasted by the offer, but then he realized the Enokrad could see his
+great potential, where others had not.
+        While at the estate, Enokrad had shown him his basement vault full of
+ancient and powerful scrolls.  One of them the great sorcerer had written
+himself, and Suraci held it now with his dirty fingers.
+        Just after midnight on the third day of the battle, a great bolt of
+light arced across the sky.  Bits of Enokrad's flaming body hurtled into
+the Gaff River and a great cloud of steam billowed forth.  It was over,
+with the pompous Drolerif retaining his seat on the council.
+        Thoughts had swarmed around in Suraci's mind as he had watched the
+human meteor fall from the sky.  With Enokrad gone, intruder defenses at
+his estate would be at a minimum and he could purloin the scroll.
+        Suraci had arrived just minutes before the mob had.
+        They were bent on cleansing Alitos of any reminders of the alleged
+necromancer's vile presence.  He had barely got through the door with
+scroll in hand when they tried to set him and the house on fire.  The young
+mage had run for his life, eventually winding up back in his loft.
+        So what does the spell do? he wondered.  It was no use to speculate.
+Whatever it was, it must be powerful.  After all, the sorcerer had named it
+after himself.
+        Suraci grabbed the chair that he had kicked over and sat down at his
+desk.  He then carefully slid the scroll out from its case.
+        A gasp came from his throat as he saw that the edge of the rolled up
+parchment was burnt.  If any of the words on the manuscript had been
+destroyed, the spell would be useless.  Did he dare unroll it, only to find
+that his efforts had been for naught?  Yes, he grinned wolfishly, it is
+indeed worth it.
+        Suraci slowly flattened the parchment out on his desk.  Bits of the
+left side cracked and crumbled into ash.  He winced as each crack appeared.
+        With it opened, he scanned the document.  It was damaged, but none of
+the text had been harmed.  The young mage could barely contain his
+excitement, his hands shaking as he began to read it.
+        The script was in ancient Tuknarian, one of the first things a person
+learns as a wizard's apprentice.  That was about all Suraci's teacher had
+taught him before the old man had met his demised.  Suraci had desperately
+needed wizard's blood for a potion and the old man had been the only
+accessible source.  The hieroglyphic script flowed across the page as he
+hastily read the introductory paragraph.
+        "I, Enokrad, sorcerer without peer, pen this spell to secure my
+long-lasting presence in the universe.  This spell before you is indeed
+powerful, and will grant the caster a great reward."
+        Suraci laughed.  He could feel the power coursing from the words to
+him.  Never had he been exposed to such a spell, not even when he had
+stolen his master's spell book and read it from front to back.
+        Power, true power, was in his grasp.  He clenched his fists and shook
+them.  He would show those fools that had thrown him out of the Mage's
+Guild, and avenge the only sorcerer that had ever been kind to him.  Then
+he would sit at the head of the council.  The young mage laughed again.
+        He looked back at the scroll.  The first step of the spell was next.
+After wiping his sweaty hands on his thighs and adjusting his position in
+his seat, Suraci began to read again, his dark eyes glowing with excitement.
+        "For proper casting of the spell, several items you will need.
+Gather forth these things: a saucer of the finest porcelain, the silvery
+dust of dried Therabin berries gathered at the height of the full moon, the
+metal plate attached to the case containing this scroll, and the milk from
+a cow not more than three years of age."
+        Is that it, he shook his head, only four components?  It was hard to
+believe something so powerful could be so simple.
+        He rummaged around his cluttered loft.  In the cabinet he found a
+good saucer.  On his mystical spice rack was a bottle of the glittering
+berry dust.  Suraci had to sneak out to the tavern next door to steal a
+bottle of milk left on the back porch.
+        When he came back he careful pried the metal plate off of the scroll
+case.  On the back were several peculiar inscriptions.  It was obviously
+vital to the spell, perhaps even the prime focus for the magical energies
+to flow through.  Suraci sat back down and read the next step.
+        "The location of the spell is vital,"
+        Uh-oh, the young mage thought.  He had not imagined the possibility
+that he might need to relocate to cat the spell.
+        "It must in an area near a large quantity of magical elixirs . . ."
+        Damn.  Where could he find a great quantity of magical elixirs?  Of
+course!  The alchemist's shop was right underneath him.  Hundred of potions
+and the like were just under his feet.  No problem there.
+        " . . . and the area must have a window overlooking the city of
+Alitos."
+        That was very specific.  He looked out of his window at the roof tops
+of Alitos and smiled.  Suraci could think of no better place to cast the
+spell than in his own loft.
+        "First, open the window and place the saucer on the window sill.
+Then fill it with milk.  Draw two circles on the floor with the berry dust,
+making sure that there are no gaps.  One circle must be one foot in radius,
+the other three feet.  Connect them with a line of half a foot.  As you are
+doing so, read out loud the Sequinian Chant of Calling."
+        Suraci gulped.  This was a spell of summoning.  But summoning what?
+A demon form the deepest depths of darkness?  This spell was indeed
+dangerous.  He frowned.  But he power he would control would be
+inconceivable.  He smiled and rubbed his hands together.
+        With a yank, he removed the dusty rug of virgin's scalps out from in
+front of the window.  Suraci had paid a fortune for it.  he threw it
+hastily in the corner and opened the window.
+        The smoke from Enokrad's burning home hung over the darkened city.
+It was a shame.  What had been lost when Enokrad's house had went up in
+flames?  The people of the city were barbarians, but they would pay dearly.
+        He sat the saucer on the window and filled it with milk.  What did
+this part of the spell have to do with anything?  Oh well, sometimes it was
+best no to think about the structures of a spell.  Apprentices had gone mad
+doing so.
+        Suraci found the Sequinian chant in an old, dusty book entitled
+"Summoning Safely: How to Call Them Before They Call You."  He took the
+vial of silvery dust and sprinkled it on the floor, reading the chant
+slowly as he formed the mystical symbols.
+        With that done he started towards his desk to finish reading the
+scroll, but something stopped him dead in his tracks.  An unearthly
+presence filled up the room.  Suraci looked back at the circles.  Nothing
+was there.  His gaze slowly shifted to the window.
+        Two glowing green eyes stared out at him from the darkness.  His
+heart began to pound in his ears.  he tried to move but his body was
+paralyzed with fear.
+        The two green eyes lowered to the saucer and a lapping sound could be
+heard.  What was it?
+        After it had finished with the milk, the creature jumped from the
+window sill into the room and carefully sat down.  Suraci relaxed.  It was
+a black cat with huge green eyes.
+        "Shoo!" he said to the cat, "You're messing up the spell!"  The cat
+slowly looked around the room.  It sat up, stretched, and walked over to
+the young mage.  Then it sat down in front of him and stared coldly into
+his eyes.  A strange metal medallion hung from its neck.
+        Suraci bent down and looked at the ornament.  It was square and made
+of iron.  Inscribed on it was "Dark One."
+        He gulped.  This was Enokrad's familiar.  The cat had been there that
+day when Enokrad had shown him the scroll.  What did this mean?  He quickly
+went over to the scroll and read the next line.
+        "Place the cat in the smaller circle,"
+        Suraci gulped and turned toward the cat.  It walked over, sat in the
+circle, and looked at him impatiently.  He gulped again.  What had he
+gotten himself into?  What kind of forces were at work here?  He glanced
+back at the scroll.
+        "With the iron plate in your left hand, step into the larger circle.
+Chant the following phrase repeatedly and await your reward."
+        Suraci picked up the iron plate.  It was cold in his hand.  He
+studied the incantation, knowing he must do it perfectly or the spell would
+backfire.  When he was confident about it, he walked over to the circle and
+stepped in.
+        Tingling energy filled the air, along with a sense of wrongness.
+What was wrong?  Perhaps he should stop.  He hesitated to start the
+enchantment and wondered what power would be his.
+        "Meow," vocalized the cat sternly.  He looked down at it a nodded.
+        The words crept out of his mouth like dusty pages from an archaic
+volume.  He coughed, but continued.
+        The tingling energy grew around his body.  The words became easier
+to say and soon flowed out of his mouth with no effort, in fact, it was
+like someone else was saying them.  He could feel the power coursing
+through his body and smiled.  Suddenly there was a flash of light and
+his view shifted.
+        When his eyes came back into focus, Enokrad looked down at his
+new body.  It was young and healthy.  His insurance policy had paid off.
+        The cat was meowing horribly.  Enokrad poured a saucer of milk and
+set it in front of the feline.
+        "Here is your reward," Enokrad smiled.  The cat blinked several
+times, then began to lap up the milk.
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+
+
+
+Perspectives
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas D. Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+             Perspectives
+             by Thomas D. Van Hook
+             written 14 Dec 93 0528am
+
+
+           I remember, an age of innocence
+           A time of little cares and whims
+           Playing basketball and baseball
+           Throwing rocks on ponds to skim
+
+           I remember that what would follow
+           A time that chilled my marrow
+           Unexpressive and rebellious
+           My focus, was too narrow
+
+           Pent-up anger and frustration
+           Taken out on other's nerves
+           Plainly for sheer pleasure
+           Not knowing what cause I'd serve
+
+           Into the machine, I descended
+           Became a part of what I hated
+           Not sensing what I had become
+           My lust for pain...unsated
+
+           As I grew, I learned expression
+           To communicate my pain
+           How to work my anger out
+           With pen, paper and brain
+
+           Now I glance upon my past
+           To see what brought me here
+           My perspective has always been changing
+           Along with my hopes, dreams and fears
+
+
+Irony
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+What would I do in days of old 
+the nights unfold 
+like misty magic memories 
+The interplay of human light 
+our souls take flight 
+til death surrenders all. 
+The spark within you shines again 
+I think back and remember when 
+you spilled your watercolors across the sky. 
+Throughout my deepest, darkest days 
+in wonderment, I stand amazed 
+tis you who keeps me from despair. 
+Where once I heard your blackened sighs 
+a glimpse of intimate sacrifice 
+Such irony is this! 
+With a rush of light and laughter 
+tis you I follow after 
+into this playground of the night. 
+ 
+Written 1/25/93  by Tamara   (c) 1993
+
+The Real Inheritan
+Copyright (c) 1994, Jim Reid
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ 
+Some say I have my Granddad's eyes
+   and his big ears.
+ 
+But I'd rather think
+   I have the sense of honor
+      he displayed daily at work.
+His calm steel in tough times.
+And the love of a family
+   put before himself.
+ 
+Heredity is only a canvas
+   on which the real inheritance
+      is painted.
+The likeness of my Granddad's spirit.
+
+
+Borodino Landing
+Copyright (c) 1994, Mark Denslow
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Borodino Landing
+
+I remember you
+when the sun rose at Lake Skaneatales
+out of the blue-green water
+the summer was to itself warm and young
+then you were as old as the hills
+you days were as many as
+the risings and settings of the sun
+God took his fingers
+and created these "Finger Lakes"
+my grandfather taught me this
+when I was three
+we would go fishing
+this is where my mother and father honeymooned
+the old steamboat landing
+
+I FEAR
+Copyright (c) 1994, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+I want your touch,
+But I fear it may be a hot brand
+to burn me.
+
+I want your smile,
+But I fear it's brightness
+may blind me.
+
+I want your arms,
+But I fear their strength
+may crush me.
+
+I want your love,
+But I fear it's tenderness
+may bruise me.
+
+I want all of you,
+But I fear you are dangerous
+to my health,
+my love.
+
+By
+Tricia Meeks
+12/26/91
+What We Say
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+*Something wrong*
+(I hear it;
+It's like a low hum or soft purr)
+[And I can hear it in the world]
+
+*Convert to GIF--
+Override the interlace header and read the PCX,
+Crank the MODs*
+(Lightspeed C through CyberSpace)
+[Overtake Pascal by leapbounds and 
+be sure to document it]
+
+*There's something still wrong*
+(Potential turns to kinetic energy)
+[Centripetal force dances around the radius
+while we examine the slope of the tangent]
+
+([We sometimes get caught up with our words...])
+*Just listen to the spin doctors...*
+
+[We know what we say and we know what we mean]
+(But does that mean)
+[(*that you know what we mean, too?*)]
+
+Choked Out Blossom
+Copyright (c) 1994, Michie Sidwell
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+  CHOKED OUT BLOSSOM
+ 
+ 
+  Writhing in the shame of skin
+  Spilled lips
+  With the imperfections of word
+  Sought to make like prettier
+  In the white rapture
+  Of oiled paper
+  Blends the spectrum of tear
+  With the colours of coughed blood
+  Pulverized by the rape of the earth
+  The swallowed seed shoved into a cell
+  From the womb till the headkick of light
+  And this is why the babies cry
+  But learns to adapt to blood and shadow
+  Killing and maiming
+  By the gun or the more primitive murder
+  Of the word
+  Struck the hammer inside
+  And smothered the eyes with death prose
+  The prepared fable of the grave
+ 
+
+Open Wide
+Copyright (c) 1994, David Ziegler
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                           Open Wide
+        Open wide they said, here it comes. It never tasted good.
+        Always bitter ar sour. So then they made it pretty colors .
+        So I might think it something else; Cherry Soda perhaps or
+        Grape. Then they quit even trying to fool me they just said take
+        it its good for you. But I don`t like it ! I said. We all knew I
+        had no choice.
+
+        Open wide they said its good for you, It wont hurt at all
+        Then the room got funny and everything was mushy. I
+        floated This time and even I though it wasn`t good I sure liked
+        the floating part. Open wide they said as they pumped my
+        stomach. Too much of A good thing? Perhaps well better luck
+        next time just a little less maybe.
+
+        Open wide they said this wont hurt, you wont feel a thing.
+        They skillfully removed my dignity, my honor and were working on
+        my soul. Stop I said I am in here and I want to be heard!
+        Shhhh. It will all be over in a minute . And it was.
+        A shell emerged bearing my name, resembling me in so many ways.
+        But It was not me. The fire was gone, the spirit had
+        left.
+
+        The shell continued onward. Pausing now and then to
+        reflect. What was it that brought him to this place. His parents
+        ? not really. His teachers ? not entirely. Society ? not hardly.
+        A steady diet of opening wide ? Of blind trust ?
+
+        We may never know what brought him here to this place that
+        disgusts us. We may never know why the blank stare in
+        his eyes. But we must know this we played a part each
+        and everyone of us With our selfish uncaring attitudes.
+        And our unending search for success no matter the cost.
+        He could have been one of us, in fact he was. The
+        pressure got to him and he just gave up.
+
+
+        It was a slow process the little things went first. He opened
+        wide and let them take his pride. Then his heart went and all
+        that was left was his job, his title, his place high up on the
+        pecking order. Then one day they said to him you have to go.
+        There was nothing left. The kids had left long ago along
+        with the wife he had ignored for so long. Well she left to
+        enter her own nightmare pecking order; we still don`t know
+        how that will turn out.
+
+        In the middle of the rust belt with a shopping cart and an
+        M.B.A. he paused and wondered if I had just once said no !  This
+        is not in my best interest. Would it have been better somehow?
+        I think so . Sheep are never allowed too wear their coats for
+        very long and the big fish always eat the small fish.
+
+         So Tell Me !
+
+         How does it feel to be just another part of the food chain ?
+
+
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+
+
+
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Returned Christmas Gifts                           
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ                   
+
+ 10. Chia Pet Marital Aid
+  9. Complete Boxed Set of Chevy Chase Show (1 VHS Tape)        
+  8. Jurassic Pork Cutlets Gift Set                              
+  7. Michael Bolton & Barry Manilow: White Boys In the 'Hood Rap CD    
+  6. Rush Limbaugh's "Let's Get Naked and Sweat" Exercise Video
+  5. John Wayne Bobbit Doll (returned for non-working Parts)
+  4. Playboy "Girls of 7-11" Christmas Calendar
+  3. New Domino's Pizza T-Shirt: "30 Min. Or, Well, It's Late."
+  2. Michael Jackson's Li'l Tykes Playhouse
+  1. Crotchless Trousers
+
+Curmudgeon Letters
+Copyright (c) 1994, Al Ruffin
+All rights reserved
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><HAS REPLIES><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1386   of   1390       Date : 12/18/93 09:24
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : Al Ruffin
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : WHERE AM I?
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+JD>Personally speaking, I'm right here. Typing. Working on getting the
+JD>Jan. issue of STTS out. Help me out by writing me a nice "letters to
+JD>the editor" type letter. <grin>
+ 
+The Editor:
+ 
+        Sir:
+ 
+I take keyboard in hand to complain of a situation that must be put
+right.
+ 
+Our once proud nation, the ruler of the known Universe, is being ruined.
+ 
+Ever since these yuppies came along and began drinking white wine, the
+United States of America as we all knew and loved it has been destroyed.
+ 
+White wine is no substitute for the manly drink of strong likker.
+Cheese no substitute for roast beef and potatoes, for ham and grits.
+ 
+Sex, once confined to the privacy of the family automobile and living
+room couch, is now practiced openly,  and with the lights on. With white
+wine. Why, I've heard that that Kennedy whelp tossed a waitress on a
+table in a downtown Washington restaurant. Dens of Iniquity!
+ 
+I call for all men to at once return to the good old, established
+American practices of swigging likker from the bottle, stuffing
+themselves to bursting at every meal, and screwing in private like God
+intended.
+ 
+Y'rs. Cur M. Udgeon, Private, USA (Ret'd)
+ 
+ 
+Editor:
+ 
+Our country is being ruined.
+ 
+There are too many of them and too few of us.
+ 
+I know how to end the population explosion of the lower classes.
+ 
+DeWayne Bobbitt can be the first to head a new Federal Agency, which I
+recommend be named "Bobbitt Off Population" in his honor.
+ 
+Gun control is not the answer.
+ 
+And, if they don't speak English real good, I say get rid of them.
+ 
+Cur. M. Udgeon, Prof of Societal Studies, Offshore Univ. (ret'd)
+ 
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.1a þ "Windows: Just another pane inthe glass."--Avenir R.
+ þ RTUTI r2 v1.01á þ by Walter Ames, The GreyHawk BBS (410)720-5083
+ * FTB's Passport BBS, 301-662-9134  Second star on the left.
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.05  PASSPORT (#1716) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+Happy New Year
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. DeRouen and A. Unknown
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                           You Know You Had 
+                            A Little *Too*
+                         Happy New Year's Eve
+                                 If...
+
+
+1.   You wake up January 7th in Yokohama.
+
+2.   Your head weighs 260 lbs.  (Not counting your breath!)
+
+3.   You're married to three different people whose names you can't seem
+     to recall.
+
+4.   Your shoes are on your ears.
+
+5.   You are standing naked on one leg in front of the library,
+     squirting water out of your mouth a pigeon on your nose.
+
+6.   Your hair aches.
+
+7.   Someone is attempting to install your tongue in the hall as wall-
+     to-wall carpeting.
+
+8.   Your socks are still rolling up and down.
+
+9.   There is an elephant in your bedroom.
+
+10.  Your skin is the colour of a martini.
+
+11.  You have a hickey where you have never had a hickey before.
+
+12.  Someone calls from Tijuana saying they've found some underwear with
+     your name on it.
+
+13.  Your find your signature on a contract for 470 `special rate'
+     lessons at Ludendorff's Drive and Dance School.
+
+14.  You have 8 unsigned IOU's in your wallet where your credit cards
+     used to be.
+
+15.  You want to drink Lake Michigan, polluted or not.
+
+16.  You find you've had 12 pounds of silicone inserted in a most
+     unusual place.
+
+17.  You have an engagement ring on your finger with the inscription
+     "Love from Bruce".
+
+18.  There is a fried clam in your navel.
+
+19.  The pain is indescribable.
+
+20.  You keep calling for your mother.
+
+21.  There is chimpanzee hair on your shoulder.
+
+23.  All you want for breakfast is a bowl of steam.
+
+24.  There's a Chia pet growing in your belly button
+
+25.   You wake up in EuroDisney
+                               
+
+
+                           HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
+                               
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+               U.S.A. 
+
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+seventh issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we're going to begin PAYING for accepted
+ submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a bi-annual "best
+ of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+ categories will receive substantial cash prizes.
+
+ These changes will take effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ bi-annual awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, bi-annual cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission.
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the bi-annual award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+BI-ANNUAL CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category.
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ bi-annual awards.
+
+ Bi-annual prize amounts
+ -----------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the bi-annual awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop.
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 70 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, and Scotland.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8188 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9401.ZIP. After Feb. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9402.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9402.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Happy January 2nd, 1994! Yes, indeed, STTS Magazine is exactly two days
+late. If New Year's Eve hadn't fallen on the 31st this month, <Grin>
+then it probably wouldn't have been. C'est la vie, and all that. I think
+you'll be pleased with this issue (or have already been pleased,
+depening upon when you're reading this column) and find it was worth the
+extra two days wait.
+
+Let us know what you think of the new format (the nested menus) as well
+as the additon of Liz Shelton's ANSWER ME! column, my STTS BBS NEWS
+column, and the monthly MY VIEW guest editorial. If you have a comment,
+you know where to send it.
+
+Here's to a great 1994! 
+
+Thanks for reading,
+
+   Joe DeRouen
+   January 2nd, 1994
+
+
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+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows
+Volume II, Issue 2                           February 1st, 1994
+
+Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+Editorial: Violence In America.................Joe DeRouen
+Staff of STTS.............................................
+>> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+STTS Mailbag..............................................
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News.....................
+The Question & Answers Session............................
+Answer Me!.....................................Liz Shelton
+My View: The Destruction of Good Music.........Todd Miller    
+Choosing a Monster BBS.........................Gage Steele
+Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+>> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+A Panacea of Cheezy Movies (MST3K)......... L. Shawn Aiken
+The Appearance of Vampires in Fiction.........Robert McKay  
+Interview: Seth Able Robinson..................Joe DeRouen
+ ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+>> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+(Movie) Schindler's List.....................Bruce Diamond
+(Movie) Blink................................Bruce Diamond
+(Movie) In The Name of the Father............Bruce Diamond
+(Music) Other Voices..Rooms/Nanci Griffith.....Joe DeRouen
+(Music) Antenna/ZZ Top.........................Liz Shelton
+(Book) Winter Moon/Dean Koontz.................Joe DeRouen
+(Book) Nightmares & Dreamscapes...............Kathy Kemper
+ ÿ         Advertisement-LORD Game Tournament!
+>> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+A Dark Red Valentine Story, Sort Of.........Franchot Lewis    
+The Serpents Embrace.......................Daniel Sendecki
+A Close Encounter of a Different Kind.....Sylvia L. Ramsey
+Slow Dance..................................J. Harlan Pine
+Still Among the Beeblers......................Robert McKay
+Too Long.......................................Gage Steele
+A Chance Meeting in the Park...................Joe DeRouen
+ ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software       
+>> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+Only Words I See..............................Mike Slusher
+Dragons.............................................Tamara
+Backlit...................................David M. Ziegler
+You..........................................Sylvia Ramsey
+Pride.........................................Mark Denslow   
+His Eyes....................................Patricia Meeks
+In the West....................................J. Guenther
+Diety Dwells Within........................Thomas Van Hook
+House Cat..................................Albert Johnston
+Young Man On a Fence, 1967.................Daniel Sendecki  
+ ÿ         Advertisement-Integrity Online BBS
+>> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+How To Get a Computer Nerd Into Bed............Joe DeRouen
+>> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+Contact Points............................................
+Distribution Sites........................................
+Distribution Via Networks.................................
+Guest End Notes: Love......................Heather DeRouen
+
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine Vol II No. 2 Feb. 1994
+
+                                                Ü Ü Ü Ü Ü Ü Ü Ü Ü Ü    
+                        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿      ßÛßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßÛß   
+    From:               ³  Dallas, TX   ³ ¯¯¯ÄÄßÛÄÒÄÄÄÖÄ¿ÄÒÄÂÄÖÄ¿ÄÛßÄ> 
+     Joe DeRouen        ³ February 14th ³ ¯¯¯ÄÄßÛĺÄÄĺijĺijÄÇÄÄÄÛßÄ> 
+     14232 Marsh Ln. 51 ³Valentine's Day³ ¯¯¯ÄÄßÛÄÐÄÙÄÓÄÙÄÓÄÙÄÓÄÙÄÛßÄ> 
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+                                 To:                                   
+                                  STTS Reader                          
+                                  123 Generic Ave.                     
+     ÛßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßÛ          Anytown, USA 10101                   
+     Û      HAPPY      Û                                               
+     Û VALENTINE'S DAY Û                                               
+     ÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛ                                               
+             JD                                                        
+
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+As I write this, President Bill Clinton's state of the union address is
+but a few hours old. Mr. Clinton spoke eloquently, clearly, and with
+great insight.
+
+I'm not a democrat. I never have been. Nor am I a republican. I vote for
+whomever I feel can do the best job. In 1992 I voted for Bill Clinton
+and, thus far, haven't been disappointed. 
+
+President Clinton spoke of the decay of America's moral fiber and
+philosophies. He hinted at several solutions, but didn't really come up
+with a feasible end to the problems.
+
+Who could? Whatever mess we've gotten ourselves into (and it IS a mess)
+it's going to take a lot more to get us out. Perhaps we need to look
+deeper into the problems. We can see the effects - the LA riots, last
+year's Dallas Cowboys victory parade fiasco, the shootout and subsequent
+fire in Waco, gangs killing one another on the streets, carjacking and
+drive-by shootings. But what caused it?
+
+Certainly not television. Sen. Paul Simon and Janet Reno (to mention but
+two) seem to want a scapegoat, and television is it. They seem to
+believe that with lessened violence on the small screen and viewer
+discretion warnings that America's seeming lack of respect for human
+life will up and vanish. It isn't going to happen.
+
+Television, as does movies, reflect what the public wants to see. If
+we didn't want it, they wouldn't put it on. It's that simple. As a
+culture, we thrive on John Wayne Bobbitt's severed penis story. We adore
+the drama of Tonya Harding's battle to clear herself of Nancy Kerrigan's
+attack. We lust to learn more of Michael Jackson's alleged molestations
+of children. 
+
+They put on what we want to watch. Television doesn't corrupt. People
+do. Change what we want, and television changes to reflect that. We
+can't blame the source on the end result. It just doesn't work that way. 
+
+It isn't the guns, either. I'm all for gun control, but I'm convinced
+that it's really too late for it. If there wasn't the violence, there
+wouldn't be the guns. Taking away guns is really only tackling the
+expression of the problem and not the problem itself. Knives kill, too.
+People will always find a way to kill. 
+
+And it isn't drugs. To be sure, drug use (and theft to buy drugs)
+involves itself in a tremendous amount of crime. But if it wasn't drugs,
+it would be something else. Remember prohibition? It was alcohol then.
+To be honest, I believe in drug legalization. But even that wouldn't
+stop the violence. 
+
+If it isn't television, if it isn't guns, if it isn't drugs - what is
+it? That's what we need to ask ourselves. We need to ask ourselves, both
+individually and as a culture, a lot of hard questions.
+
+We want to hear the worst of those around us. Why? Perhaps to better
+ourselves. Perhaps to prove that they, too, America's larger than life
+pop icons, are merely human. Maybe it's a form of self-hate, loathing
+what we feel we've become and feel powerless to stop?
+
+Why do we vote Bill Clinton into public office and, when he proceeds to
+do everything that he said he would do - more so than the last twelve
+years of presidents - we lambast him and tear him down? Why do we want
+the underdog and, when we get him, abandon him to the wolves?
+
+Why are we, as Americans, so unforgiving of even the slightest flaws in
+our neighbors, flaws we know we have in ourselves? Why would we rather
+hurt our own people than trust the man across the street?
+
+Why do we value life so little that we'll walk away as a stranger is
+beaten or raped on our own street? Why do we hate instead of love? And
+why is it that if we DO choose to love we're looked down upon by those
+who sneeringly chose hate as their totem? 
+
+I could ask a thousand more "whys". Why is it "cool" not to give a damn?
+Why is it okay to hate someone who's different than you are? Why are we
+afraid to ask these questions?
+
+I don't have the answers. I wish I did. But I'm NOT afraid to ask the
+questions. We must all ask the question, of ourselves, of each other.
+And we mustn't be afraid to learn the answers. Above all else, we must
+not be afraid to change.
+
+Indeed, we must embrace change. We must look into ourselves and see us
+for what we truly are. If we don't instill good, solid values into our
+children, no one else will. We must decide for ourselves what these
+value are to be. No one, not even a President, can decide this for you.
+
+If America wants to survive, if we want to stop killing our brothers and
+sisters, stop hurting those we love, the violence needs to end. How?
+
+I don't know. But to paraphrase a line from a song by the
+much-misaligned Mr. Jackson (whom I refuse to believe is guilty before
+proven such, despite whatever out of court settlements is made) we need
+to start with the man in the mirror. It has to start there.
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, Jan. 1994
+
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Fiction, articles
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Liz Shelton............................Answer Me Columnist
+  Gage Steele............................Monster BBS Columnist
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do, live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Liz Shelton works in an office all day, but by night she pokes around
+  on her computer (to include a large portion of BBSing), and practices
+  her guitar (she needs a LOT more practice).  Liz likes to write when
+  she gets the notion, as long as she doesn't have to be too serious.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Mark Denslow...........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Albert S. Johnston.....................Poetry
+  Kathy Kemper...........................Review
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Todd Miller............................My View
+  J. Harlan Pine.........................Fiction
+  Sylvia Ramsey..........................Fiction
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction
+  Mike Slusher...........................Poetry
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry
+  David Ziegler..........................Poetry
+
+
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Chrles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+ 
+  Albert Johnston survived twenty years of indiscretion + twenty years
+  of trying to get my karma straight. Forty years total. He feels like
+  he's the same person he was at 18, he just moves a lot slower. He has
+  two teenage sons, which should put him in line for some sort of
+  citation.  He and his wife have been on a joint voyage of discovery
+  for the last 18 years. His main means of providing for his family at
+  this time is supervising a rag tag band of fugitive diesel mechanics
+  at the Dallas Area Rapid Transit, aka DART, in Texas. He's been doing
+  this for about ten years, but still hasn't decided what he wants to be
+  when he grows up. 
+
+  A trained economist, Kathy Kemper spends much of her time away from
+  ordinary business pursuits.  It could correctly be stated that she
+  has 'gone to the dogs' as a great deal of her time is spent with
+  her Border Collies.  These dogs dominate her life (or at least try
+  to).  She is the officer of several organizations and a free-lance
+  writer who has actually been published and paid for her works.
+  Kathy is new to the world of BBSing but seems to enjoy it greatly. 
+  She has yet to decide what she wants to be when she grows up.  
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk.
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Todd Miller is new to this writing thing. Originally from Canton, Ohio
+  he now resides in Dallas, Texas. His favorite pastimes include
+  collecting Grateful Dead shows, watching bands play, listining to
+  music, and watching football. He is not currently in college but is
+  ready to go back. His main goal is to find the "new" music before
+  anyone else and become rich.
+
+  Harlan Pine has lived in many differant places owing to the fact that
+  his father was in the Air Force.  He currently resides in North Texas
+  by choice.  Besides writing romantic vignettes, he also enjoys
+  exploring the relms of Dark Fantasy.  He is currently working on a
+  novel and several short stories.  This is his first sale. 
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Michael Slusher is not a writer. The fact that he's been published
+  once or twice is not his fault. Blame the editors. What he might be is
+  a computer geek with a weird penchant for modems and all that they get
+  connected to. He signs his paycheck over to America On-Line each month
+  and the phone company knows how to find him, despite how well he
+  hides. He generally can be found wherever fans of Mystery Science
+  Theater 3000 dwell (MSTies, they call themselves) and runs Deep 13, a
+  BBS devoted to fans of the cable TV show. A major change in his life,
+  scheduled for March '94, will cause him to be looking for a new job,
+  home, and life. Wish him luck at botsnak@aol.com
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, sargeant in the USAF and part time demigod, is
+  stationed somewhere in northern Europe.  Due to the many warrants out
+  for his arrest and psychotic acquaintances, he has asked that his
+  precise location be kept anonymous.  He and his wife Kathy spend much
+  of their free time investing in the diaper industry due to a tiny
+  Elfling that was laid upon their doorstep....recently dubbed Corey. 
+  In an effort to escape such bondage, Tommy has taken to haunting
+  various castle- ruins, playing tag-you're it with certain ugly porcine
+  creatures, reading SF and gracing his friends with poetry.  His poetic
+  style is marked with a characteristic honesty and directness that
+  ranges from the dark and brooding to startling reflections of life. 
+
+  David's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away to a few
+  friends. He then started  writing Satirical Prose and found it a great
+  stress reliever.  He lives in Sacramento with his wife Gloria and two
+  cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which gives him fodder
+  for the keyboard.  Writing to David is a kind of cleansing it is
+  something that when he has to do it he has no choice. By the same
+  token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his head.
+
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+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, we'll pull a letter or two out of our mailbag and see what
+ we wind. We reserve the right to edit for clarity and space, of course.
+ All letters will be answered, though may not necessarily appear between
+ these electronic pages.]
+
+
+
+Joe:
+
+Well, it's about time I wrote you a note concerning SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS.  It's a good, solid entry into the world of electronic
+magazines, and I'm not just saying that because you publish my work,
+feeble as it is. 
+
+Thought I'd take some time to reflect on the December 1993 issue,
+starting with "Yule," by Brigid Childs.  Brigid does a great job of
+explaining holiday symbols as derived from pagan times (her
+"Halloween" article in the October issue was equally informative), but
+I still find myself yearning for more.  I would have liked a treatise
+on *how* and *why* the early church incorporated the pagan symbols,
+the historical hue-and-cry that arose from both sides over the
+appropriation, and the present-day deniability that certain born-
+agains, Pentecostals, and Holy Rollers (fundies, tonguies, and
+rollies, according to a friend of mine) have attached to these self-
+same symbols.  But that wasn't the point, was it?  I'm looking forward
+to Brigid's piece on the vernal equinox, sure to appear in your March
+issue, right?  (Hint, hint.)
+
+"State of the Art For Awhile":  I started on VIC-20s, too, but never
+got into the online community until my C-64 and its "blazingly-fast"
+1200 baud modem.  One point in your article that I'd like to pick at,
+though:  you state your wife's company bought her a Twincom 9600
+modem, then a paragraph later you say that lightning paid a visit to
+*your* Twincom 9600 (after you had appropriated it for the BBS).
+Already taking advantage of Texas' community property laws, hmmmm?
+
+Survey -- Movie reviews only placed sixth out of nine categories?
+Maybe I need to spice them up, somehow . . . start reviewing adult
+movies, perhaps, or .fli, .gl, and .dl files from adult BBSes.  Wotta
+ya think?
+
+Movie Reviews -- Remind me to proofread, willya?  Thanks.
+
+CD Reviews -- Yer startin' ta sound like a PR flack, Joe.  Gonna go
+work for a record company soon?  <grin>  Wendy Bryson's review of the
+Vince Gill CD was too short, though -- it gave me no real flavor for
+the album.
+
+Book Reviews -- Okay, you've given me a taste, but for some reason,
+I'm not compelled to read JUMPER.  Robert's piece, on the other hand,
+has some meat to it, with something to say about STAR TREK books.
+I'll disagree with him on one point, however:  ST novels are regarded
+as canon by some people who like the subgenre -- all you have to do is
+visit any of the echomail ST conferences to see that many, many people
+regard the novels (*and* the comic books) as canon.  The same thing is
+happening to STAR WARS -- a publishing industry has appeared, and the
+Timothy Zahn books are being treated as canon, to the point that many
+readers think the Zahn trilogy will be the basis for the next movie
+trilogy, despite Lucas' repeated denials.  Some people just carry a
+good thing too far.
+
+Poetry -- My favorite poems this issue are "Personal Notes in Black
+Mirrors," by Michie Sidwell, for its layers within layers, and
+"Mi'Lord," by Patricia Meeks, for its unabashed romanticism.
+
+Fiction:
+
+"Airborne," Robert McKay -- Fascinating idea of an alternate society,
+but the story seems little more than a technical study in aircraft
+repair and crisis management.  I would have liked more about the
+society itself, especially its economic structure.  How did the
+residential flyers pay for refueling and other dirt-based resources?
+(And what happened to the "5 or 6 hours of fuel" the ship had left?
+Could another tanker really have been topped off and rendezvoused
+with them in time?)
+
+"The Squirrels," L. Shawn Aiken -- An amusing little vignette.  "Do
+Not Mock The Suicide Attack Squirrels," indeed!
+
+"The Caravan," A.M. Eckard -- I'm speechless.  I never thought elecmag
+fiction could get as good as this.  Eckard has a talent for rendering
+an "otherwhere" feeling that's almost equal to Ursula K. LeGuin, Jack
+Dann, or Gene Wolfe.  The simplicity of the prose (the sameness of
+sentence structure is annoying, despite the effect Eckard is trying
+for; another trip through the word processor would have helped) belies
+the richness of idea and understanding of atmosphere that speaks to
+Eckard's future publishing success.  Next to Gage Steele (whose prose
+is sorely missed this issue), A.M. Eckard is SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS' most talented find.
+
+Keep up the success, Joe!
+
+
+Yer bit-buddy,
+
+Bruce Diamond
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+STTS BBS is ran on TriBBS v5.1 software (registered, of course), a 33Mhz
+80386 DX computer, two IDE hard drives (120 meg and 170 meg), a Zoom
+14.4k Fax/Modem, and a VGA monitor. Soon, it'll be hooked up via a LAN
+to a 50Mhz 80486 DX with half a gig of storage space.
+
+It's run on one phone line, and the number is (214) 620-8793. At some
+point in the near future, we hope to add another node as well as a 28.8k
+Fax/Modem. 
+
+One last thing - it's entirely free. Donations are accepted (so far,
+I've only received three) but you can't buy higher access. Access is
+completely, 100% FREE. 
+
+STTS BBS carries 30+ doors (games and information), a good deal of them
+registered. We also carry four networks (RIME, Pen & Brush Net, World
+Message Exchange, and PlanoNet) as well as a large file area. The file
+area specializes in electronic magazines (carrying the entire back issue
+run of several!), texts on all subjects, and shareware text adventure
+games. Of course, there's also a wide variety of other programs to be
+had, including BBS doors, telecommunication packages, arcade/adventure
+games, offline mail readers, and more! Additionally, STTS BBS is a
+support BBS for TriBBS software and carries just about all the programs
+available out there for TriBBS. STTS BBS is also a regional HUB for Pen
+& Brush Net (P&BNet) as well as a HUB for World Message Exchange (WME).
+Lastly, we're a member of the American BBS Association. 
+
+About 70% of the callers are from Texas, as it's a Dallas-based BBS. The
+other 30%, however, are from just about everywhere else. Oklahoma,
+California, Virginia, Oregon, Kansas, Illinois - you name it. We've had
+several people from Canada and the UK call as well. Most of the long
+distance callers are SysOps calling to download STTS Magazine every
+month (those that don't get it through the net) but there's several
+"just plain users" who call to participate in the message base or
+download files. 
+
+
+Each month, we'll discuss additions and upgrades to the BBS as well as
+new door games added, nets or conferences added, and just general news
+about the BBS. We'll divide it into two sections - BBS News and Net
+News. With that said, away we go . . .  
+
+
+BBS News: 
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS is going to sponser a Legend of the Red
+Dragon tournament! That's right, Seth Able's popular LORD game will be
+used for the first in a series of game tournaments.
+
+Entry fee into the tournament is $10.00/per person, and the winner
+receives $25.00 in cash as well as mention in these electronic pages.
+
+Everyone who enters receives access to the soon-to-be-installed second,
+private note.
+
+Download LORDCONT.ZIP for more details, or look for details on STTS BBS
+or write to Joe DeRouen via any of the avenues mentioned elsewhere in
+this issue under CONTACT POINTS. 
+
+I've added a couple of new doors to the BBS. The Lost Lands (by David
+Cooke) is a wonderfully inventive role playing game in the best
+tradition of the old Infocom text adventures and Dungeons and Dragons.
+It'll soon join the growing list of registered doors on the system.
+
+The Online Legal Advisor (registered!) also joins the list of door games
+and information doors.
+
+The most popular download for January was SUN9401.ZIP, the January 
+issue of this magazine. Number two was RAH9401.ZIP, Dave Bealer's       
+wonderfully funny humor magazine. Number three was MCI.ZIP,
+a text file explaining MCI's new PC Connect plan. The fourth most
+popular file was STTSINFO.ZIP, an old file explaining the concept and
+execution of STTS Magazine. Fifth most popular was SM9401.ZIP, Lucia
+Chamber's Jan. issue of Smoke & Mirrors magazine. Four of the top five
+download were literature-related. Our callers know quality, that's for
+sure! <Grin> 
+
+The top five local message writers were 1) Joe DeRouen, 2) Shawn Aiken, 
+3) Tommy Van Hook, 4) Heather DeRouen, and 5) Robert McKay.
+
+Not counting myself, Tim Bellomy contributed the most uploads, followed
+by Alissa Harvey, Don Bird, Sara Levinson, and Danny Grider.
+
+
+
+Net News:   
+
+We've now got STTS Magazine conferences on both Pen & Brush Net
+and RIME. Check 'em out! (SysOps: Please consider picking up these
+conferences. On RIME, the channel number is 448. On P&BNet, IF you're
+using Postlink, it's 1108. If you're *not* using Postlink, ask your HUB
+SysOp)
+
+We've also added several new conferences from WME (thanks to finding a
+local HUB, Tim Bellomy's Bucket Bored BBS) as well as a few from RIME.
+As always, STTS BBS carries the full line up of Pen & Brush Net
+conferences.  
+
+The top five netmail message writers were 1) Lucia Chambers, 2) Joe
+DeRouen, 3) Robert McKay, 4) Brian Whatcott, and 5) Michael Gibbs. 
+
+The top five requested files via any of the nets on STTS was 1)
+SUN9401.ZIP, 2) P&BPOST.ZIP (info packet on P&BNet), 3) RDRM30.ZIP
+(ReadRoom v3.0 reading door), 4) SCRABFAQ.ZIP (text file on everything
+you ever wanted to know about Scrabble), and 5) LITES29.ZIP (issue 29 of
+Bruce Diamond's movie review elec. magazine LIGHTS OUT). 
+
+All in all, January was a great month for the BBS. If there's anything
+that wasn't covered in this column that you'd like to see covered next
+month, drop me a line.
+
+
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+This month's question: "What's the most romantic thing that you've ever
+done?" (Or ever had done for you or had happen to you)
+
+February is the month of St. Valentine's Day, so what better question to
+ask then that?
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+
+========================================================================  
+
+STTS Magazine readers,
+
+The question for the QUESTION AND ANSWERS column in the Feb. issue of
+STTS Magazine is:
+
+"What's the most romantic thing that you've ever done?" (Or ever had
+done for you or had happen to you)
+
+As always, good answers will be printed in the Feb. issue of the
+magazine. They may be edited for clarity (ie: quotes of this message
+taken out) but will otherwise remain intact. By answering this message,
+you give permission for STTS to publish your letter.
+
+Thanks, and keep reading!
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+========================================================================    
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 554    of    554       Date : 01-05-94 22:48
+Reply To: 550
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME>
+From    : Tommy Van Hook
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+The most romantic thing that has ever happened to me:  I had just
+gotten off of work (it was Spring Break '84, my Senior Year in
+High School) and my girlfriend had just come to pick me up and
+bring me back to her place (she was a Junior at LSU-Shreveport)
+for the night.  I was expecting a quiet, dark apartment where I
+could crash and sleep for a couple of hours, since we were
+planning on going to the Rocky Horror Picture Show at 2 a.m.  We
+walked in the door and on the table was a (now cold) home-cooked
+meal.  In the center of the table was a rose in a vase.  Tied to
+the vase was a heart-shaped balloon that read "Happy Anniversary
+Sweetheart".  We had been dating for one year at that point, and
+it had totally slipped my mind.
+---
+ þ MegaMail 2.10 #0:Sometimes I wonder if you are who I am.
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 39     of     43       Date : 01/06/94 07:25
+Reply To: 36
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Grant Guenther
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+The most romantic thing I've ever done...well...i never really had the 
+chance to be truly romantic (see girlfriend for more details) but I 
+think that the most romantic thing I did was make up the story of the 
+red and white rose and tell it to her after Homecoming night.
+  The story goes similar to this:  two yellow roses (there were only 
+yellow roses then) really loved each other, one became deathly ill, the
+other tore out its pedals and bled over it (in the right words it's 
+romantic) so that the dying rose would live.  And it did--it became 
+saturated in blood and turned red and lived eternal.  The other became 
+white (because is lost all of its blood) but lived eternal, too, 
+because it was willing to sacrifice its life for its love.
+  --that's the long and short of the story...
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 42     of     44       Date : 01/06/94 14:28
+Reply To: 36
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Lisa Tamara
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+I remember a evening that my lover and I set aside just for the two of 
+us.....we'd been dating for quite a while at the point and knew all the 
+little details that made life special......we shopped for days ahead of 
+time looking for our favorites foods , set aside the whole evening, 
+turned the phone off....There was one particular dress I had that he 
+really loved.....We even made a compilation tape of some wonderfully 
+romantic music and played it while we dined.....by candlelight...
+ 
+Everything was slow and easy.....hours were whiled away in 
+conversation, massage, making love and more conversation....we didnt 
+have to rush because we knew it was our time....
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 8      of      8       Date : 01/07/94 01:36
+Confer  : Coregroup <P&BNet>
+From    : Lucia Chambers
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Most Romantic Event:  there have been so many Joe, it's hard to
+choose which was the Most.  A close second would be the time I was out
+with a friend on his boat, and after some Long Island Bay navigational
+disasters, we found ourselves in Zach's Bay - a very secluded area of
+shallow water and many tiny, sandy islands.  We ate the most delicious
+crab salad off each other's stomachs and arms, and then washed up by
+going skinnydipping....  Perhaps the Most Romantic event was when my
+husband proposed for the fifth time, on his knees and in the middle of
+Montauk Highway; later we toasted our future by drinking champagne and
+feeding each other strawberries during a bubblebath by candlelight.
+ 
+If these are too racy to print, let me know. There are others
+which are almost as romantic but much more "proper."  <g>
+
+---
+ * Pen and Brush * (703) 644-5196
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 16689  of  16782       Date : 01/07/94 11:01
+Reply To: 16391
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Robert Mckay
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Bought flowers for my wife on occasion - or was it my arranging for a
+church wedding (finally!) to be performed on our most recent
+anniversary?  Neither of us are terribly romantic in the usual sense of
+the word.
+ 
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.01 11-1111 þ The Point of Know Return   ÄÄKansas
+ * Pen and Brush * (703) 644-5196
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 17144  of  17185       Date : 01/09/94 09:12
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Sylvia Ramsey
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Joe,
+   My husband and I just celebrated 34 years of marriage.  We were both
+youngsters when we married.  We had a whirlwind courtship and eloped
+because we knew my parents would say no.  Ten years and two
+children later, we decided to celebrate our anniversary by getting
+married again! We did.  Only this time, we had a church wedding.  Long
+gown, tux, the whole ball of wax including a reception.  Our two sons
+were part of the wedding party.  It was funny because my husband was
+more nervous than he had been when we had eloped.  His best man had to
+help him dress because all his fingers became thumbs.  Later, when our
+youngest was in the third grade and they were talking about family in
+class, he informed them that he knew his parents were married because he
+was there.  I often wonder what that teacher thought; but, the boys
+thought it was fantastic and that was all that mattered.  Years later
+when my son married, he and his bride chose to be married in the same
+little chapel for the ceremony.  I thought that was quite a compliment.
+This may not be the kind of romantic story you're looking for; but, in
+my book it ranks right up there in the top ten!
+ 
+----Sylvia
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.50 42-7046 þ A hug warms the day and puts a smile in the heart.
+ þ TNet 3.90 ÷ P&BNet - The Imperial Palace 706-592-1344
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 7579   of   7673       Date : 01/07/94 17:36
+Confer  : Net Chat <WME>
+From    : Glenda Blackwell
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : romance
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Hey there Joe:
+ 
+Here is my answer for romance:
+ 
+ 
+Sitting in front of a warm fire, with a cold bottle of champagne and
+enjoying love just looking at each other and gentle touches.
+Scented Candles burning, and slow soft music playing is all anyone needs
+for a wonderful romantic evening!
+ 
+                                           Glenda
+ 
+ * OLX 2.1 TD * The best way to appreciate something is to be without it!
+---
+ þ TriNet: Rising Star * Jacksboro,Tenn * 615-566-9778
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 17498  of  17573       Date : 01/13/94 17:46
+Reply To: 17144
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Lyn Rust
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+This isn't so romantic as it is sexy.  And you have to understand
+that a day without onions is for me like a day without oranges is
+(was) for Anita Bryant.  ('Anybody here remember her?  Never
+mind.)
+ 
+When I was young and sexy and living single in Chicago, it was a
+tradition that I spend New Year's with my longtime girlfriend,
+Jeanne in Ann Arbor (whom I've mentioned before on here).  I'd
+take the Amtrak train in the afternoon and it was a pleasant and
+often adventurous 5-hour ride.
+ 
+One New Year's Eve afternoon, I met a cute fellow on the train
+and we began talking.  He was *very* cute.  He was so cute that
+during the course of our conversation, he told me he worked as a
+model for Playboy Magazine in their fashion layouts.  That's how
+cute he was.
+ 
+We were getting along pretty well (attracted to each other,
+actually) and I learned that he was going to his hometown to
+spend New Year's Eve with his family and didn't have any other
+plans for the night.  It turned out that he was getting off the
+train either one stop before or one stop after--I don't remember
+anymore--Ann Arbor, certainly within easy driving distance of
+Jeanne's house, so I gave him her phone number and asked him to
+call after I'd cleared it with Jeanne for this stranger (he could
+have been an ax murderer!) to come over to her house.
+ 
+Jeanne and her then-husband, Richard, the U of M professor, had
+been invited to a New Year's Eve party and had been planning to
+take me along.  But Jeanne, she of the "so-many-men-so-little-
+time" mindset, was delighted with my changed plans.  Before
+departing for the party, she busied herself making a fire in the
+fireplace, turning the lights low, putting on some lushly
+romantic music, and creating a wonderfully appealing tray of hors
+d'oeuvre.  I must mention here that Jeanne is Scandanavian, and
+she is exceptionally creative when it comes to serving what I
+call "snackies" or hors d'oeuvre.  She can make the most tired
+leftovers look like a Gourmet Magazine illustration.  The tray
+she placed on the coffeetable in front of the fireplace was
+beautiful.
+ 
+So Joe Blow or whatever his name was (I don't remember that
+anymore either) arrived, introductions were made, and Jeanne and
+Richard left for their party, Jeanne giving me an "'atta girl!"
+wink as she left, eager to hear all the details later.  So "Joe"
+and I commenced our evening and I could see that he was very
+appreciative of the hors d'oeuvres.  I was too, and while eyeing
+longingly several 1/4-inch thick slices of perfect white onion, I
+uncharacteristically disciplined myself to ignore them.  (I can
+eat an onion the way most people eat an apple, and I do so nearly
+everyday.)  After all, who knew what might happen later in the
+evening?, and I didn't want to olfactorily offend my would-be
+lover.
+ 
+At some point in our conversation and snacking by the fire, Joe
+bent his body forward over the coffeetable, and with such grace
+and elegance rarely seen in a man's movements, in the middle of a
+sentence, exquisitely casually reached with his fingers for one
+of the onion slices, and pausing momentarily between his words,
+took a perfectly round semicircle bite out of it (his teeth were
+as gorgeous as the rest of him!) chewed blissfully for a moment,
+then blithely continued talking.
+ 
+I had been thinking all along, "Will we or won't we?  Should I or
+shouldn't I?"  When I saw him eat that onion, I think my G-spot
+started vibrating.  That was foreplay enough for me!  I happily
+joined him in eating several slices of the onion, then later
+happily joined him in bed.
+ 
+The next morning, Joe shared a most amiable breakfast with Jeanne
+and Richard and me, then went back to his family, and I never saw
+him again.  But I can tell you--onions and men brave enough to
+eat them in front of a pretty woman are a great combination!
+ 
+BTW, I met my husband of 20 years, B, over an onion . . . but
+that's another story.
+ 
+:)
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.0 þ Look out!  I've got a V.32 bis and I know how to use it!
+ * InfoMat BBS (714) 492-8727 -=- READROOM & Exhibit A Support
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  EXHIBITA (#1153) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 572    of    577       Date : 01/15/94 15:42
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME>
+From    : Tim Russ
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Hi Joe,
+    Several years ago my wife shared with me that she had a need for
+more romance in our marriage.  I thought I was romantic enough already.
+I honestly couldn't understand what she wanted.
+    Being the logical computer oriented type I asked for a definition of
+romance.  The entire conversation fell apart at that point because the
+terminology she used was based in emotions while the terminology I
+understood was based in logic.  She finally just sighed and said,
+"That's ok, honey.  I love you and it really isn't killing me.  You are
+somewhat romantic already."
+    I knew that she was hurt.  I could see it in her eyes and that
+really bothered me.  So, privately, I began asking friends, associates
+and co-workers for a good definition of romance.  This went on for
+nearly three weeks.  Poor ole Tim looking for a logical way to
+understand one of the most emotional things in life.
+    Everyone that knew me thought that this was sad.  The ladies became
+frustrated because they couldn't seem to define romance.  Most of the
+guys thought I was an idiot for even trying to be romantic.  But I
+couldn't give up.  My wife had a need!
+    Finally I found an answer from a very unexpected source.  One of the
+ladies I worked with was a bitter old alcoholic prune.  She kept to
+herself and argued with everyone.  She was one of the most cantankerous
+people I have ever met.  I had avoided asking her because I *knew* she
+would not be able to give me an answer.
+    I asked another co-worker for a definition of romance when she
+happened to be in the office.  When the other lady couldn't answer the
+question she piped up.  "Romance is nothing more than putting your
+feelings into action."  I couldn't believe it.  And it was so simple
+too!
+    I went home that night and hugged my wife.  I told her that I was
+going to take her out to dinner and we would paint the town red.  She
+just smiled and told me it wasn't necessary.  Three weeks I had been
+trying to figure out what she needed!  Didn't she understand what I had
+gone through?!
+    She laughed when she saw the look on my face.  It seems that she had
+heard about my quest for understanding and had been keeping track of my
+progress.  To her, she said, that quest was the essence of romance and
+her life was now much happier.
+ 
+Tim
+ 
+ * QMPro 1.51 * Be patient with everyone, but above all, with yourself!
+---
+ þ TriNet: TriNet: North Central BBS: (317) 662-2543: Marion, In.
+
+========================================================================
+
+
+As always, I'll now attempt to answer my own question . . .
+
+One day in 1990, my wife and I were feeling depressed about something
+or other. We decided not to let it get us down, and decided to go do
+something we've always wanted to do - visit the local wildlife park. 
+
+We hopped in the car and went. The park (closed now, so I won't mention
+it's name) was in Grand Prairie, at the outskirts of town. The ride
+there was pleasant, and we talked and enjoyed one another's company.
+
+We bought some feed from the caretakers (after paying our way in) and
+set out to visit the animals. It was great! Antelopes, deer, monkeys,
+giraffes. Certainly nothing like visiting the zoo, but these animals
+were all free and out in the open, able to do as they please.
+
+We fed several animals, and my wife managed to fed a giraffe who somehow
+got his neck down to our car window. The whole day brought us closer
+together and let whatever troubles we were experiencing fall away for a
+while. I still remember that day. The park is gone now, but the memories
+are forever ours.
+
+A close second would be when, around Christmas time, I came home from my
+first day at a new job to find my wife waiting for me wearing nothing
+but a big red bow. <Grin> But that's a story for another time . . .
+
+Happy Valentine's and thanks for reading!
+
+
+ANSWER ME!
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                          ANSWER ME!
+                        by Liz Shelton
+
+
+
+
+Did you ever have a question about your computer or some software, and
+you just didn't know where to go to find the answer?  Well, in this
+column I'll be attempting to clear up any questions (big or small) that
+any of you may have.  I'm not claiming to be an expert by any means, but
+I am resourceful and I'll do whatever necessary to find an appropriate
+answer for any questions relating to computers, software, or general
+BBSing. 
+
+
+        Here it is, my first official ANSWER ME! column.  I had
+        tons of question just flooding in.  Well, a couple anyway,
+        and good enough to kick off my STTS debut. At least I
+        didn't have to waste any time deciding which ones to use.
+
+        Dear Liz,
+
+        I'm a closet computer geek.  I LOVE spending hours upon
+        hours at the keyboard.  It's my thing, my gig, my hobby,
+        what I live for!
+
+        Problem is, my girlfriend is jealous of my relationship
+        with my computer.  She says it's unnatural, and that she
+        should come first in my life.
+
+        Is she nuts or what?  This may not be the kind of question
+        you were expecting to address, but ANSWER ME! anyway.
+
+        Virtually yours,
+        Perplexed in Plano
+
+
+        Dear Perplexed,
+
+        You're absolutely right.  This ISN'T the kind of question
+        I was expecting, but needs must as the devil drives, and
+        I had to have SOMETHING to write about.
+
+        I was execting an EASY question, like "Would you please explain
+        the basic principle of binary code?", and instead I have to
+        deal with complexities of human relationships?  Ugh.
+
+        I've been on both sides this type of issue, and while I'm
+        not near as possessed with techie stuff as you are, I
+        do know how involved and time consuming it can be.
+
+        First, I have to wonder how you two ever got together to
+        begin with.  But since you did, and you obviously care
+        enough about her to question her sanity, I'd say a compromise
+        would be in order.  People are more important than things,
+        aren't they?  Well, aren't they?  No matter what you say,
+        they really are!  Honest!
+
+        And while I generally don't trust, or relate to people
+        who aren't interested in computers, I'd have to say that
+        most probably the answer to your question is no.
+
+        Consider yourself answered,
+        Liz
+
+
+
+        Private to Sad in Seagoville:
+
+        Attempt another connection. If the handshake is successful,
+        she's yours, if she drops carrier, it was never meant
+        to be.
+
+        Liz
+
+
+You may direct any questions to me at Sunlight Through the Shadow's BBS,  
+Pen & Brush Net, RIME, WME, or via Internet (liz.shelton@chrysalis.org).
+Send me some work to do so I won't have to bug Joe for another column!
+
+
+My View: The Destruction Of Good Music
+Copyright (c) 1994, Todd Miller
+All rights Reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+               The Destruction Of Good Music  
+                      by Todd Miller
+
+
+
+    As we start a new year, the main question in my mind is: What bands will
+the radio destroy this year? Thanks to MTV and the force behind FM radio,
+there is really no good underground music anymore. Don't get me wrong, I am
+proud a lot of bands got the attention they deserve, but a lot of times I
+don't like what all the attention does to the bands.
+     Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam stated at the MTV music awards back in September,
+"If it was not for music, I would of blown my head off."  I kind of feel the
+same way. I can think of many times when I was depressed, pissed off, or just
+sick of everything when music helped me get through it all. But now, I can't
+even listen to most of the bands that helped me get through my "rough" times
+because I got so sick of hearing them on the radio or seeing them on TV. I
+would not be suprised if in two months we will start hearing Jeremy or Runaway
+Train on a muzak system at the doctors office.
+     For example take Metellica. I can remember back in the mid-eighties if
+you listened to them you were considered the lowest scum of the earth. Now all
+of the "jocks" and "preps" who thought I had an I.Q. of -5 just because I wore
+a Metellica T-shirt are walking around with the whole Metellica wardrobe known
+to man. Now Metellica are making all of these videos for MTV (something they
+vowed they would never do)  and producing their albums with Bob Rock who is
+known for the Bon Jovi and Cinderella fame. I would not be suprised to hear a
+whole album of love songs by Metellica sometime in the next year.
+     Another example is the whole "Seattle sound" group of bands. Yeah, I
+still do like quite a few of them, but I have a great fear that many of them
+will sell out in the near future. As sad as it is, if it was not for the death
+of Andrew Wood from Mother Love Bone, a lot of people would not know who Pearl
+Jam, Nirvana, Soundgarden, or Alice In Chains is. Mother Love Bone was the
+founder of the "Seattle sound", and after the heroin overdose of lead singer
+Andrew Wood, surviving members of the group started Pearl Jam. Then along
+comes Eddie Vedder, the so called speaker of the whole "grung" movement. As I
+stated, I still like a few of the Seattle bands, but I fear what might happen
+after MTV and FM radio pushes it a little to far. I don't feel any of the
+Seattle bands have sold out, it's just that there is a whole new group of
+bands coming out because of their somewhat Seattle like sound. Some of these
+bands include Stone Temple Pilots (San Diego's answer to Pearl Jam), Dig (out
+of Boston, some say the next Nirvana), Urge Overkill from Chicago, and the
+Smashing Pumpkins out of Chicago. I like these bands, but it seems every five
+minutes the radio or TV is playing one of them..
+     But as I asked in the beginning of this article, who is the radio gonna
+destroy this year? Your guess is as good as mine, but I have a couple guesses.
+Watch out for the band Green Day out of Berkeley, California. The underground
+favorite for years have signed with Warner Brothers and is expecting a debut
+album out on February 1. They have the pop/punk sound and I expect MTV to
+destroy them by the end of the summer. Another band is Dig out of Boston. As I
+stated before, a lot of people are saying they are the next Nirvana. And you
+know what that means, MTV playing them every five minutes. And last but not
+least is Smashing Pumpkins out of Chicago. Sure MTV is playing them now, But I
+expect in about six months they will go on a summer tour and MTV will sponsor
+it and all you will hear will be the Smashing Pumpkins. Who knows what will
+happen this year, hopefully not what I stated.
+
+
+Choosing a Monster BBS 
+Copyright (c) 1994, Gage Steele 
+All rights reserved
+
+
+  What exactly IS a "Monster BBS" anyway? The definition is unclear, but
+when you find one it's obvious: a large number of nodes, disk storage
+measured in Gigabytes rather than megabytes, and several CD ROMs.
+  A Monster BBS should also be well-rounded; a variety of interests
+should be represented. Numerous (registered) doors, a comprehensive
+online chat system, many different networks, shareware distribution
+sites and technical support are all key examples of the well-rounded
+system. 
+   Each month we'll take a look at a different Monster BBS to help you
+choose the best overall system for you. 
+
+
+
+
+Monster BBS: Springfield Public Access, "SPA"
+Software:    TBBS v2.2
+Main Number: (413) 536-4365
+Location:    Springfield, MA
+SysOp(s):    Matthew de Jongh and Linda McCarthy
+Established: February, 1990
+Aprox. Size: 16 phone lines (13 high speed)
+             10 Gigabyte (24 CD ROMs)
+Access Fee:  Optional for full access
+Notes:       ASP BBS, 1993 Boardwatch Top 100 BBS No. 34
+
+Rating:      87/100
+
+
+Online Experience
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+  The new user login and questionnaire were brief and quite easy to fill out.
+SPA's administrators are more concerned that their new caller is able to see 
+the screen properly, and save the boring, legal aspects for another time.
+  Submenuing made for mostly painless navigation.  Twice, I found myself in
+an area I hadn't wanted to be, but pressing one key allowed me to back out 
+(either to the last menu, or to the Main Menu).  I was not able to find a 
+System Bulletins Page, or equivalent.  Some options were unavailable without
+subscription.  Though I was informed of this in a pleasant manner, I did 
+wonder why such options were displayed to me at all.  The most notable of this
+being the Online Chat feature, something referred to in their advertisements
+(which further claimed 'no fees' for access).
+  The file areas are well kempt, and well ordered.  Not a simple feat for
+any SysOp, but especially not so when the system shows over 125,000 files
+currently available for download.  Alternate Operating System files, including
+Amiga, Mac, and OS/2, are easy to locate in their very own areas.  Files of 
+specific interests, such as Sound-related and GIFs, are likewise segregated, 
+adding to ease of system use.
+  Online games, and there were more than 25 from which to choose, are 
+categorised by type (i.e. Trivia, Word Games, etc.).  Of the ones offered, 
+one was RIP graphics-based and one adult-oriented.  In a submenu called DEMOs,
+SPA allows their callers to help testdrive online games that have not yet 
+been registered.  
+  Internet (Usenet), FIDO, and Adultlinks NetMail services are available on 
+SPA.  For those counting the minutes on a long distance carrier, you can 
+choose to read and reply to your mail offline by using their QWK/REP mail 
+packet door.
+  Although I was given 45 minutes to peruse the system, my connection was cut
+short.  Quite abruptly, too, as there was no warning before the dreaded
+'NO CARRIER' message displayed.  I tried calling back three times, only to get
+to the login prompt, have the system freeze, and dump me again.  As I shut
+everything down, I remembered reading something in their System News (a file
+shown not long after my initial connect) that they'd crashed a few nights 
+before.
+
+Pros
+ÄÄÄÄ
+
+  Painless new caller registration.
+  Voice Support.
+  Submenuing.
+  RIP graphics capable.
+  Non-IBM files available.
+  Numerous Doors and NetMail subs.
+  Association of Shareware Professionals BBS.
+
+Cons
+ÄÄÄÄ
+
+  'No fees' untrue.
+  Possibly unstable system.
+  Garish ANSI menu colours.
+  Numerous typos throughout the system
+
+
+  I don't think SPA is quite established as a 'Monster BBS,' yet, but they do
+deserve their strong placement in the BoardWatch Top 100.  If given another
+year to tighten up a few odd loose ends, I wouldn't be surprised to see them
+rank higher.  This four year-old system could, and should, do better.
+
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THIS ISSUE...
+
+Special Valentine's issue! Several of the fiction pieces and poems are
+romance related and are sure to bring a smile to your face and a glow to
+your heart.
+
+This issue also welcome L. Shawn Aiken to the staff. Shawn has had some
+really great stories and articles in the last couple issues, and has a
+excellent article on the television show MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 3000 in
+this issue. It's definitely an article to check out, even if you've
+never seen the show. 
+
+This issue has more fiction than ever before. It's a trend we hope to
+keep living up to! 
+
+Check out the interview with Seth Able Robinson, creator of the popular
+LEGEND OF THE RED DRAGON and PLANETS: THE EXPLORATION OF SPACE BBS door
+games. This interview is the first in a planned series with various
+people in and out of the BBS world.
+
+Gage Steele makes her triumphant return to STTS this issue with a
+fiction piece (TOO LONG) and a new monthly column, CHOOSING A MONSTER
+BBS. Check 'em out!
+
+
+NEXT ISSUE...
+
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+A Panacea for Cheezy Movies
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                   A Panacea for Cheezy Movies
+                        by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+
+
+        As a child in the 70's I would drag myself out of bed on Saturday
+mornings and watch Scooby Doo, Pebbles and Bam Bam, and the Grape Ape.  But
+the real fun came after the cartoons.  Saturday Sci Fi Theater it was called,
+and once a week I would revel in the sights of Godzilla smashing Tokyo,
+vampires turning into bats, and brave astronauts shooting at martians in deep
+space.  It was my favorite form of entertainment.
+        Then Star Wars came out.  My world shattered.  I realized that science
+fiction movies could have plots.  They could have good dialogue.  They could
+have special effects where you could swear you were seeing the real thing.  I
+realized Godzilla was nothing but a Japanese guy in a rubber suit.  I saw the
+strings holding up the fake looking vampire bat.  I understood that you could
+not fire a revolver in a vacuum.  Depressed and embittered, I turned my back
+on b-movies.
+        One day in early 1992 while I was channel surfing, I came upon one of
+these old movies.  It was "The Amazing Colossal Man", the story of a man named
+Glen, who, through a nuclear accident, grows to tremendous proportions.  But
+something was wrong.  There was a silhouette of theater seats across the
+bottom, with three figures sitting there.  But they were not just sitting
+there, they were cracking jokes about the movie.  But more than that - they
+were fighting back.  I was intrigued.
+        Later I found out its name - Mystery Science Theatre 3000.  My mother
+had told me about it.  She thought she had inadvertently turned the television
+to a religious channel and stumbled upon Christians pointing out evil things
+in movies.  What she had thought was the silhouette of a devil was in fact
+Crow T. Robot, one of the stars of the show.  The devil's horns turned out to
+be a lacrosse mask, Crow's "ear devices".
+        The premise of the show is this:  Two mad scientists, Dr. Forrester
+and TV's Frank, become angry with their janitor, Joel Robinson, so they shoot
+him into space.  Aboard the "Satellite of Love", Joel is forced to watch
+cheesy movies while the Mads monitor his mind and try to break him.  To help
+him keep his sanity, Joel builds two robots, Crow and Tom Servo, and together
+they assault the movie of the week with their lightning comebacks and
+scimitar wit.  In fact, in a two hour episode, they come up average of 700
+comebacks.  That's over five a minute.
+        But It's not just the sheer volume of jokes in each episode - it's the
+quality.  Whether dealing with bad monster flicks to 50's beatnik movies,
+they're always loaded with ammunition.  During the wonderful gem Rocket Attack
+USA, Joel notes, "I never thought the end of the world would be so annoying."
+While watching the film Rocketship XM, Crow makes a log entry for the stars,
+saying, "Dear Diary: Well, we're all going to die and it's my fault.  Our
+fiery demise is imminent, but at least I have my health, knock on wood."  And
+in the stinkburger Earth vs. the Spider, Tom Servo lets us know that "no
+spiders were squished, stepped on, flushed, or made to suffer any emotional
+distress during the making of this film.  One spider did die of old age; we
+have two letters from doctors confirming this."
+        Joel Hodgson created the show back in 1988 for KTMA, a UHF station in
+Minneapolis.  He also played the Mad's victim, Joel Robinson, from it's
+beginning until late 1993.  After 22 shows had been made the concept was sold
+to HBO, who put it on their fledgling network, Comedy Central.  The staff left
+KTMA and formed an MST3K production company called Best Brains.  The show has
+become so popular that the network airs it every day for almost 24 hours a
+week.  Joel recently left the show to pursue other things.  Mike Nelson, the
+head writer for the show, replaced Joel as the Mad Scientists' new victim.
+        One MST3K fixtures is Turkey Day.  The first episode of MST3K was
+aired on Thanksgiving, 1988, and it has become an annual event.  Each
+Thanksgiving, Comedy Central airs 30 or more hours of the show in a row, to
+the delight of the fans and to the scourge of their football spectating
+relatives.
+        Above all, the high point of the show is it's fans, commonly referred
+to as Misties.  There are some 50,000 "official" fans.  They have a tool that
+Trekkers of the 70s could only have dreamed of - computer networks, allowing
+them to range far and wide in their quest for like-minded people.  Mike
+Slusher, known as Bot Snak and the Sysop of the Deep 13 BBS, describes them
+thus, "MSTies are the greatest people I know.  I know that sounds trite, but
+it's true.  they seem to be very warm and loyal to each other and have
+boundless enthusiasm for everything MST."
+        Misties can be found on many networks throughout the country and the
+world.  CompuServe has perhaps the most Misty activity, but there are Misties
+on America On-Line, GEnie, NVN, Internet, Prodigy, and the burgeoning People
+Together Network.  Many Misties were scattered to the wind when Prodigy raised
+its rates in the summer of 1993, and as Mike Slusher said, "Prodigy was good
+for it's sheer number of messages, but it was ruled by evil dictators that
+would always ruin the fun."  Misties can also be found on many local BBSes,
+their messages being echoed through nets such as RIME and WME.
+        Why do people "become" Misties?  Perhaps Chris Cornell, a Misty know
+as Sampo, explain it best.  "I'm a MSTie, and unafraid to admit it, for two
+reasons. First, because in more than 30 years of watching TV, and 10 years of
+reviewing it professionally, MST3K is the single most intelligent, thoughtful,
+positive, elegant and side-splittingly funny comedy series I have ever
+encountered. Period. Second, because the more I meet and talk to other MSTies,
+the more I discover what an utterly charming group of people they are. I have
+a saying: "I never met a MSTie I didn't like." And when I do meet somebody
+irritating who claims to be a MSTie, I'm not surprised to discover, later,
+that they really could care less about the show and are just a hanger-on.
+It's happened over and over. The show attracts the nicest class of people:
+intelligent, sweet, polite and always very funny."
+        These "on-line" Misties have always yearned to know their pals behind
+the computer screen better.  They've exchanged photos, they've had small Misty
+parties, but as of yet, nothing has compared to the MSTieWeen party of 1992.
+Rockclimber, also know as Laura Kelley, described to me how it came about in
+an interview.  There were some plans for a convention in the late fall of 92,
+but those plans petered out.  Then Debbie Tobin, know as Kim C. on Prodigy,
+decided to have a MST Halloween Party at her home in Edina, Minnesota.  A
+Comedy Central employee named Naomi who frequents some of the computer
+networks was contacted about it.  Laura said that they were "hoping for maybe
+a bag of Doritos, or maybe a party platter," but Naomi said that they might be
+able to do more.  Best Brains had not made any intros for the upcoming Turkey
+Day Marathon, so they decided to film the party instead, and let the party be
+the intro.  And they catered the event.  There the Misties were, dressed up in
+Halloween garb, meeting face to face and being broadcast to America at the
+same time.  It was a sight few will forget.
+        So, I have found goodness in b-movies after all.  Well, perhaps not
+goodness, but a good way to look at the badness, and make it good.  Isn't that
+what life's all about.  If they hand you lemons, just make lemonade.
+ 
+MST3K BBSES
+Deep 13 - (215) 943-9526 (Levittown, PA) Sysop, Mike Slusher
+Satellite Of Love BBS - (513) 563-0759 (Cincinnati, OH) Sysop, Bob Poirier
+Satellite Of Love BBS - (619) 487-0690 (San Diego, CA)
+
+MST3K Publications
+BrainFood - BrainFood, C/O Rock Climber, 2252 S.E. Holland St., Port St. Lucie,
+FL 34952
+Crow's Nest - Crow's Nest, PO Box 3825, Evansville, IN 47736-3825
+Digest Digest - Digest Digest, 953 Rose Arbor Dr., San Marcos, CA 92069-4584
+MST3K Manifesto - C/O #12888, 6216 N. 23rd Street, Arlington, VA 22205
+
+The Appearance of Vampires in Fiction
+Copyright (c) 1994, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    *The Appearance of Vampires in Fiction*
+                                 A short essay
+                                by Robert McKay
+                      Copyright (C) 1993 by Robert McKay
+
+
+    One of my favorite novels is *Dracula*, the classic by Bram Stoker.  I
+once owned a copy, before 10 moves in as many years proved the saying that
+"Three moves are as bad as a fire" in disposing of what Dickens once called
+"portable property."  I intend to own a copy again.
+    I also like the 1930 movie version of *Dracula* directed by Tod Browning
+and starring Bela Lugosi (by the way, Lugosi's accent was genuine; he was a
+Hungarian, from the same general area as the historical Vlad Tepes and the
+fictional Dracula who is partly modeled on Tepes).  Liking both, I also notice
+some discrepancies between the two, including the appearance of the count.  In
+the book, he is a big man, sporting a heavy moustache and longish, thick hair.
+Lugosi's Dracula was not small, but neither was he the massive creature de-
+scribed by Stoker.  He did not possess either the hair or the moustache of the
+Count in the book, and the distinguishing feature that has stuck with me for
+years, the "hairs in the centre of the palm", were absent from Lugosi's por-
+trayal.  And it is the 1930 movie Dracula that we remember, spoof, and write
+about, and which influences our vampire fiction to this day.
+    I am a sometime writer of non-traditional vampire stories.  They do not
+completely break with tradition, but they do depart from it in some respects.
+For instance, "Memoirs of a Reluctant Vampire", previously published in *Sun-
+light Through the Shadows*, presents a vampire who is essentially Joe Average
+- even something of a nerd - who is snared while leaving a pizza parlor and
+who now uses a pocket knife to open the vein.  Others I have written, and
+which are still (at this writing) seeking publication present the vampire as a
+loving wife; or a figure who terrorizes a town, flaunts his crime before the
+authorities, and then easily escapes; or who takes the life, without touching
+the blood - this one also escapes after a scuffle with police officers.  Per-
+haps the most non-traditional aspect of my vampires is my sympathy - I'm all
+in favor of the vampire.  This is fiction, of course; I do not believe that
+such creatures actually exist, and if they did I would be decidedly in favor
+of their extermination.  But in my writing, I am sympathetic to the undead.
+    And yet, I find that Browning's *Dracula* haunts my descriptions.  While
+Stoker's Count is not all that indistinguishable from ordinary mortals in most
+circumstances, Browning's is - although he appears on the streets of London
+unremarked, which is rather strange in view of his outlandish getup.  Stoker's
+Dracula is sufficiently normal-looking to gain no more notice than as an un-
+usually large and muscular man with odd superstitions and a strange affinity
+with wolves in his first appearances; Browning's Dracula is Borg-pale, with a
+hairstyle that is strange at best, odd clothing, and eerie mannerisms.
+    I do not, I hope it will be assumed, dress my vampires in Lugosi-type out-
+fits.  Indeed, only one of them - the loving wife - has any sort of connection
+to Stoker's Count, and that is not very significant; her connection is more
+closely to what Vlad Tepes might, in my opinion, have been had he actually
+been a vampire, and is in fact the daughter of that hypothetical undead Tepes.
+I do, however, find that they have some characteristics in common with the Lu-
+gosi portrayal.  They all have aquiline features.  They all like to dress in
+dark clothing.  They all - with the exception of the wife -comb their hair
+straight back.  They all have paler-than-normal skin.  None -fortunately, I
+think - have a Wallachian or Transylvanian accent, though in the wife's case
+it must be assumed that during her early life (which was, though this is not
+stated in the story, completely normal, she having been born before her fa-
+ther's transformation) she did possess such an accent when speaking in lan-
+guages other than her native tongue.
+    Why, since I am so dedicated to the untraditional in vampire stories, am I
+so bound, even unconsciously, to the basics of the Browning/Lugosi model?  Why
+is this true of most who write on vampires?  I can't speak for others, but I
+can speak to some degree for myself.  I say to some degree because, quite
+frankly, I am neither trained for nor terribly enamored of the deep analysis
+that is currently in vogue in literary criticism.  I do not care, for
+instance, for that school of literary comment which persisted, and perhaps
+still persists, in seeing J.R.R. Tolkien's Sauron as a picture of Hitler in
+spite of Tolkien's repeated and vehement denials that he ever intended any
+such symbology.  I prefer to think that most writers are like me - they may
+have some symbolism, some "hidden" message, in their work, but they also, like
+me, want to communicate something clearly, and therefore neither do nor can
+bury it deep in symbols and figures and dark mysteries.
+    I believe that the reason for the clinging nature of the standard vampire
+type - varied though it might be from author to author in some respects - is
+simply that the Browning/Lugosi collaboration was done so well.  Granted that
+the 1930 film did not faithfully reproduce the story of the book (not that, to
+my knowledge, *any* Dracula film has done that).  Granted that it has its
+flaws, especially in light of modern special effects and movie-making tech-
+niques.  Still, the direction by Browning and the acting by Lugosi were mas-
+terful.  The film was so well done in these regards that it has left an indel-
+ible imprint on our common knowledge regarding not just Count Dracula, but
+vampires in general.
+    Just when the craze for visible fangs, pointed hairlines, strange accents,
+and other Browning/Lugosi creations began I don't know, nor do I particularly
+care, since my desire is entertainment, not esoteric knowledge of trivia.  But
+it must have begun early.  I was born in 1960, only 30 years after the film
+was made, and as far back as I can remember, these were already settled fea-
+tures of American vampire lore.  At Halloween during my youth, as today, cos-
+tumes recreated the image of the film.
+    So I grew up, and children then and before grew up, and children today are
+growing up, thinking that the word "vampire" is synonymous with the Count Dra-
+cula created by Bela Lugosi and Tod Browning and released in 1930.  Few, un-
+fortunately in several senses, have actually read *Dracula*, and are therefore
+completely ignorant of the Count that Stoker created - a count that in physi-
+cal appearance (expect perhaps for size) was a close match to descriptions and
+portraits of Vlad Tepes.  Instead, we integrated into our cultural mythology a
+Dracula, and a vampire legend, that is only 63 years old, as compared to the
+centuries-old legends of eastern Europe that Stoker combined with myth and
+fact about Tepes to create his character.
+    Can this be reversed?  Perhaps, though I strongly doubt it.  Just as the
+myths of Santa Claus and "Play it again, Sam" are ineradicable parts of our
+culture, so the Browning/Lugosi Count Dracula has been indelibly imprinted on
+our collective frame of mind.  However, it would be well if we who love hor-
+ror, and more particularly those of us who enjoy vampire stories, would do our
+best to not cling too strongly to this image.  Who knows - in 100 years, we
+may by our influence have managed to bring the collective view of Dracula and
+his ilk back to something more closely resembling the original conception.
+
+
+Seth Able Robinson Interview
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month in these electronic pages, we'll be presenting an interview
+with someone important to the BBS world or just to the world at large.
+This month, we'll be talking to Seth Able Robinson.
+
+Seth Able Robinson is the author of the very popular LEGEND OF THE RED
+DRAGON and PLANETS: THE EXPLORATION Of SPACE BBS door games.  I conducted
+this information via e-mail on Seth's BBS sent back and forth over a
+period of about a week.
+
+
+
+
+Joe DeRouen: Tell us a little about yourself, Seth.  Where were you born?
+             How long have you been programming?  Are you married?
+
+Seth Able Robinson: Ok..  I was born in Hunington Beach, California, in
+                    December of 12/06/74. (Yes, I'm 19 now) My family
+                    later moved to Oregon, where I have lived ever
+                    since.  When I was 10 I knew I wanted to work with
+                    computers after only watching a few Star Trek
+                    episodes.  My parents finally helped me to get a
+                    computer by looking at a campsite and getting a
+                    Commodore 16 as a prize.
+
+JD: What did you think of it?
+
+SAR: I was elated!  I studied the manual and started writing programs
+     immediatly!  (The single cartridge it came with didn't hold my
+     attention very long, so what choice did I have?) The only problem
+     was that I could not save what I did.  So you can imagine how happy
+     I was when I found a data-cassette under the tree that Christmas!
+     Anyway, from there I just kept upgrading machines & equipment.
+
+JD: When did you first release LORD?  What is LORD 3.02 like compared to
+    the original version?  What improvements?
+
+SAR: I released LORD on my Amiga BBS when I was 14.  I ran a small BBS.
+     (Same number & name as the one I run now) I wrote LORD for one
+     reason.  So people would call my BBS EVERY DAY and use the message
+     bases.  I had a few games but none that were 'right'.  Some had no
+     time limits, (I only wanted people playing for 10 minutes so that
+     they would have plenty of time to read messages) but most games
+     were just blah.  So I wrote LORD.  After experiencing lots of
+     success on my system, I realized I needed to create an IBM version
+     - Amiga BBS's were/are very rare.  Since I didn't have an IBM
+     Computer to write it on I wrote LORD 1.6 at a friends house on a
+     386-16 with a meg of ram.  I was able to get my hands on Turbo
+     Pascal, I had used C on the Amiga and I could see that they were
+     very simular, just different keywords and such.
+
+JD: How long did it take you to learn Turbo Pascal?
+
+SAR: It took about a month of going over late, and staying late, to
+     learn Turbo Pascal and write LORD 1.6.  (Heheh, I didn't know what
+     ALPHA or BETA testing was back then..So revisions came fast and
+     furious...(Not much has changed I guess?)) In time I was able to
+     buy my own IBM with registration money.  This was really great for
+     me! I was finally being able to program at home!  So I released 2.1
+     IBM, which was the first version that was better than the Amiga
+     one.
+
+JD: What do you think about the shareware concept?
+
+SAR: I learned Shareware is like a snowball, picking up more and more
+     users as it rolls across the country -  I suppose a better analogy
+     would be Shareware is like a disease.  Always spreading and
+     reaching more people.
+
+JD: Sounds painful!  Where did the names of the monsters and weapons
+    come from in LORD?
+
+SAR: Hehehe, a few of them are from favorite books and authors.  I
+     really respect the fantasy writers that can make me stay up all
+     night to finish their book.  Most of the enemies and such, are my
+     own creation, sitting around with friends making things up.  One
+     enemy I should mention is "Rude Boy".  This creature is from a 128
+     RPG I created a long time ago which LORD is loosely based on.  I
+     don't know why, but I love this guy.  "Rentaki's Pet" is from a
+     weird dream I had.
+
+JD: Why did you install yourself as the bard?  Do you enjoy women
+    fighting for your attention? <Grin>
+
+SAR: <Grins hugely>  Er, the truth is I never expected my game to go any
+     further than my own Amiga BBS.  I created it kinda personalized,
+     for fun.  So he is part of the game now!  I am flattered when I get
+     fan mail from females, it's always nice to be noticed.
+
+JD: What about Planets? Tell us a little background information on that?
+
+SAR: Planets: TEOS is a very different game than LORD - Rarely do people
+     LOVE both these games, usually they like one much more than the
+     other one.  TEOS requires a bit more strategy, and is more a
+     thinkers game, where LORD is a bit more a Hack N Slash.  Both games
+     require strategy, but TEOS requires a but more learning before you
+     become good at it.
+
+JD: Which is the most popular of the two?
+
+SAR: LORD is by a long shot.  Of course, LORD has been around a lot
+     longer, Planets: TEOS was only released last year and a lot of
+     people have still never even heard of it.
+
+JD: Do you plan any updates to Planets: TEOS?
+
+SAR: I'm thinking about this.  I want to come up with some truly
+     inovative ideas to make this game even more unique - and fun.  I
+     don't want to create a new version merely because people want RIP
+     and Multi-node support, I want to add to the game.
+
+JD: Are you working on any other games? Do you plan to release any other
+    games in the future?
+
+SAR: I'm working on several different ideas now - Doors, local games,
+     and even games that are not shareware.  Right now, a Local VGA RPG
+     is in the planning stages.  This allows so much more
+     personlization, character development and graphics...You lose the
+     fun of killing real people, but the total experience should more
+     than make up for that loss.
+
+JD:  What kind of money are you making from your games?
+
+SAR: Plenty.  <G>  I'm completly supported by LORD alone right now, but
+     I know I need to take this 'bonus' time and use it to create
+     something that will return profits a year or two from now...(The
+     time it takes to be 'spread').
+
+JD: How long has your BBS been up? Tell us about your BBS?
+
+SAR: The Darkside (Tales From The Darkside inspired this btw) has been
+     up for 5 or 6 years now.  It's always had a very active message
+     base, and that is what I'm most proud of.
+
+JD: What software do you use? What's the #? (etc.)
+
+SAR: I run Renegade.  We've got two high speed nodes, and are adding
+     more.  We have over 2000 users and 3 packed out LORD games!
+     The Darkside (503) 838-6171 (Both lines)
+
+JD: Do you register (other people's) doors for your BBS?
+
+SAR: I would if I ran any.  I do register any util or game or anything I
+     use, and think is a quality product.
+
+JD: What door games do YOU play most?
+
+SAR: I LOVE Trade Wars!  I loved 1.03, and I love V2.0.  I don't mean to
+     brag, <ahem>  but I've blown up a few traders in my time!  I think
+     it's the best door ever created, bar NONE.
+
+JD: What're your overall plans for the future?
+
+SAR: I don't know... Stay free, make Robinson Technologies into a
+     household word, and I hope I never create a game that *I* wouldn't
+     like.
+
+JD: Thanks for talking to us, Seth. Do you have any closing comments?
+
+SAR: Oh...I'm not married.  I love Mortal Kombat 1 & 2, I like to surf,
+     (yes even the Oregon Coast) golf, play basketball, ride horses,
+     stay fit and go places to think.  (I love living so close to the
+     ocean!)  One last thing - My education - I thought it might be
+     important to let you know that I have never been to school.  I was
+     homeschooled, by a great mom.  Woah!  I almost forgot to plug my
+     new version of LORD, V3.02.  RIP and multi-node support are a few
+     additions to this wonderful game.
+
+JD: Anything else?
+
+SAR: NEVER STOP PLAYING GAMES!
+
+JD: Thanks a lot, Seth.  Good luck with LORD 3.02 and all your future
+    endeavors!
+
+
+ -----------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+     Seth can be reached by anyone via the following methods:
+
+     DarkSide BBS: (503) 838-6171 (both lines)
+     FIDO NET MAIL on Field Of Dreams BBS  (Not MY BBS!)
+     Mail Seth Able at 1:3406/13.
+     You can also FREQ the latest versions of both games by using the magic
+     names of LORD and PLANETS from the above address.
+     Compuserve: 73502,2755
+
+     The most current release filename for LORD is LORD302.ZIP
+     The most current release filename for PLANETS:TEOS is PLAN112.ZIP
+
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+        ³  SCHINDLER'S LIST:  Steven Spielberg, director.  Steven   ³
+        ³  Zaillian, screenplay.  Based on the novel by Thomas      ³
+        ³  Keneally.  Starring Liam Neeson, Ben Kingsley, Ralph     ³
+        ³  Fiennes, Caroline Goodall, Jonathan Sagalle, and Embeth  ³
+        ³  Davidtz.  Universal Pictures.  Rated R.                  ³
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+
+          Spielberg's first "serious" film, THE COLOR PURPLE (1978),
+     met with mixed box office and critical success when it was
+     released; for my money, it was his best artistic effort (some
+     critics would argue for JAWS, 1975, or DUEL, 1971) until
+     SCHINDLER'S LIST.  Spielberg was known mostly as an image-driven
+     director before COLOR PURPLE, blatantly pushing the audience's
+     buttons without a nod toward subtlety.  In this respect, he would
+     never advance into the first tier of American directors (peopled
+     with the likes of John Ford, Howard Hawks, Alfred Hitchcock --
+     although Hitch started as a British director, he became the
+     quintessential American director throughout the sixties --
+     Francis Ford Coppola and Martin Scorsese).  Critics advanced
+     theories (too mired in popular culture, not enough depth in
+     "traditional" cinema, etc.) concerning Spielberg's so-called
+     superficiality, and attributed the same faults to conspirator-
+     in-entertainment, George Lucas.  To a very small extent, they may
+     have been right; even with THE COLOR PURPLE, Spielberg's button-
+     pushing became evident, especially through comic moments (Oprah
+     Winfrey striding purposefully through a field of corn, a shiner
+     covering one eye; her husband's slapstick confrontation with their
+     roof) and in scenes of high emotion (Whoopi Goldberg standing on
+     the porch, straight-razor gleaming in her hand, torn between
+     shaving Mister -- Danny Glover -- or slitting his throat).
+     Spielberg was still married mostly to the image then, in such a
+     way that it occasionally overrode his story sense.  Witness
+     Shug's rousing spiritual number at the end of the movie, complete
+     with traveling choir, as she leads the way from the beer house to
+     the church for Mister's funeral.  Shug's "salvation," represen-
+     ting as it does Whoopi's salvation and the healing of the town's
+     schism, really makes no dramatic sense as staged, because the
+     emotion of the moment overshadows what the movie is really about:
+     the defining of African-American roles as a free people in the
+     early part of this century.  The image of that traveling choir,
+     and the music, is about as stirring as you'll find in a
+     Spielberg movie (it moved me to tears on first viewing), but it
+     sews disparate people, emotions, and messages into too neat a
+     bow, giving the movie a happy ending it really shouldn't have
+     aimed for.  (I'll only mention Spike Lee's criticism of the scene
+     as "happy darkies down on the farm" long enough to partially
+     agree with him.)
+
+          SCHINDLER'S LIST is another case, completely.  Here,
+     Spielberg is dealing with his own pain instead of someone else's.
+     (More than one critic of COLOR PURPLE has called that previous
+     film as one white man's apology for 400 years of slavery, but
+     again, that criticism shoots wide of the mark).  SCHINDLER'S is
+     an intensely personal film, and for all of that, it is also an
+     immensely entertaining one.  Perhaps entertaining is an odd word
+     to use in conjunction with a film concerning the Holocaust,
+     especially a film that shows the brutality of that event in gut-
+     wrenching details.  Realize that I'm not speaking of comedy or
+     the frivolous nature of a Hollywood thriller here (you want an
+     insulting version of the Holocaust and WWII, just rent the
+     screamingly awful SHINING THROUGH, a 1992 piece of dreck that
+     starred Michael Douglas and Melanie Griffith).  SCHINDLER'S is
+     entertainment of the first magnitude: a gripping human drama
+     that clocks in at three hours and 20 minutes while barely feeling
+     that it's over two plus change.  Spielberg has managed to
+     reawaken the Nazi monstrosity and show it to us in such frighten-
+     ing detail that a new generation of movie-goers will have a hard
+     time forgetting that the Holocaust really *did* happen.
+
+          Spielberg's visual and manipulative magic (so blatantly
+     obvious, yet thrilling in JURASSIC PARK) is still present, but
+     here it serves the story rather than overshadowing it.  Scenes
+     that seem to be pure Spielbergian invention (a boy hiding in a
+     latrine cesspool as Nazi stormtroopers sweep through the camp; a
+     frighteningly-vulnerable scene in the camp showers) are based on
+     reality and only spiced by Spielberg's cinematic "reality."
+     SCHINDLER'S is just further proof that the horrors of real life
+     can transcend anything we can imagine.  Real horror is never
+     cathartic; instead it's depressing, sickening, and most times
+     beyond our comprehension.
+
+          SCHINDLER'S LIST portrays Oskar Schindler (Liam Neeson) as
+     he was, with no apologies:  opportunistic, egotistical, and
+     demanding.  He was a man used to the finer things in life and
+     found a way to further his fortune at the expense of others.  He
+     approaches Isaac Stern (Ben Kingsley) with an idea for a factory,
+     totally funded by Jewish money, since Jews could no longer run
+     businesses in occupied Poland, and staffed by Jewish workers, the
+     cheapest labor around.  Schindler rationalizes the business deal,
+     stating that it will provide a means for Jews to remain employed,
+     thereby delaying their "resettlement" into the camps, and it will
+     also provide Jews with a source of black market goods -- pots and
+     pans -- that they can, in turn, trade for the essentials like
+     food and clothing.  We later see that the occupied territory has
+     a thriving black market (Schindler obtains his wardrobe and other
+     items of luxury through street contacts), so there is some truth
+     to his words.  By presenting Schindler in this seemingly-sympa-
+     thetic light, Spielberg has opened himself up to criticism that
+     he means for this war profiteer to be regarded as a hero who had
+     only the best interests of the Jewish people at heart from the
+     very start.  And by presenting Schindler as this shining knight,
+     the naysayers contend, Spielberg unfairly confers sainthood on
+     him, reducing the Jewish plight to a mere power struggle and
+     trivializing their efforts to survive.  That is a cynically
+     shallow reading of Neeson's portrayal and Spielberg's complex
+     presentation of the turmoil within Oskar Schindler and how it
+     mirrored the turmoil around him.  You'd have to be blind to
+     regard Schindler as a saint from the time he proposes the
+     business deal; throughout most of the movie, constantly refers to
+     his workers as "*my* Jews," reducing them to the equivalent of
+     machinery, as anonymous and interchangeable as the tools they
+     work with, and he's constantly embarrassed when confronted with
+     his workers' problems on an individual basis.  "Never do that to
+     me again," he warns Stern, after the bookkeeper/plant manager
+     brings an elderly worker to Shindler's office so the old man can
+     thank the German for his job.  The confrontation with his own
+     conscience (essentially, Stern acts as Schindler's conscience
+     throughout much of the film) unnerves him and serves to remind
+     him that he has an obligation to these people, an obligation to
+     keep them as safe as one person can in war-torn Europe.
+
+          Schindler's inner growth and acceptance of his ultimate
+     responsibility seems to occur in inverse proportion to the
+     depravity around him.  His first full awakening to the horrors
+     Germany is visiting on central Europe comes when he visits a
+     fellow SS officer, Goeth (played with disturbing intensity by
+     Ralph Fiennes) at an Austrian concentration camp.  Goeth
+     represents the absolute worst in the Nazi character:  he shoots
+     prisoners at random from his balcony, more for his own amusement
+     than anything else.  Goeth's hypocrisy disturbs Schindler more
+     than the man's cruelty -- while he guns down Jews by day, he
+     professes his devotion to his Jewish maid (Embeth Davidtz) by
+     night.  When "his" Jews are rounded up for the camps, Schindler
+     finally takes action and owns up to his conscience.  He and
+     Stern put together a list (the titular list) of Jews that worked
+     in the factory, and then go beyond their original list in an
+     attempt to save as many people as possible.  Everything that
+     Schindler has done to make his own life comfortable is now in
+     turn laid on the line to save his workers.
+
+          Goeth as a character bothers me.  Though based on reality, I
+     can't help but consider Goeth an almagamation of Nazis, serving
+     as the representative for all of the Third Reich's sins.  As
+     such, he comes across as more monster than man, and harder to
+     relate to on a human level.  Of course, we've all heard stories
+     of Nazis as bad as, and worse than, Goeth, but the on-screen
+     depiction somehow passes our saturation level for cruelty, to a
+     point where we can become inured to the character's depravity.  I
+     don't know where the fine line is, nor if Spielberg really could
+     have presented Goeth in any other way, but after a fashion the
+     character began to join the ranks of the storybook Nazis so
+     prevalent in Hollywood movies about WWII and the Holocaust.
+     Perhaps I'm the only one who reacted this way to Goeth, but after
+     his third scene of sniping from his balcony, he seemed at one
+     remove from the heart of the problem and he became a stereotype.
+
+          I'm still in awe of Steven Spielberg's achievement.
+     SCHINDLER'S LIST is one of the best films of 1993, and is,
+     indeed, one of the best films of the past few years.  Spielberg's
+     use of black-and-white imagery goes beyond the usual reasons for
+     the form:  portraying the world in shades of gray, even during a
+     time when the world seemed polarized into black and white;
+     lending an historical/documentary feel for the subject matter
+     (which the intense, hand-held camerawork also augmented); or even
+     to just make an artistic statement with light and shadow.  Spiel-
+     berg has recreated his family history (not literally, but the
+     film feels that personal) and captured a point in time when the
+     utter ruthlessness of humanity helped create some of the race's
+     truly shining moments of individual grace and honor.  As a
+     people, we have all been to the heart of the fire, and we are
+     stronger, and hopefully, more compassionate for having been there.
+
+     RATING:  10 out of 10.
+
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿        ³  BLINK:  Michael Apted, director.  Dana Stevens, screen-  ³
+        ³  play.  Starring Madeleine Stowe, Aidan Quinn, James      ³
+        ³  Remar, Peter Friedman, Bruce A. Young, Paul Dillon,      ³
+        ³  Matt Reith, and Laurie Metcalf.  New Line Cinema.        ³
+        ³  Rated R.                                                 ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Boy, howdy, was I wary of this thriller.  The publicity had
+     all the earmarks of the done-to-death "body parts controlled by
+     previous owner" plot (… la THE HAND, 1981, starring Michael
+     Caine, and directed by *Oliver Stone*!; and the equally-bad BODY
+     PARTS, 1991), a plot that I find dubious, at best, to construct a
+     movie around.  (Following the "logic" of films like these, you'd
+     want to screen *every* blood transfusion you get, to make sure
+     your heart won't be pumping criminal intentions with every beat;
+     it's a ludicrous premise, and I've yet to see a successful film
+     made from it).  Well, I was pleasantly surprised to find that
+     BLINK contains a fairly-original hook, and is a well-crafted
+     thriller, at that.
+
+          Emma Brody (Madeleine Stowe), blind from age eight thanks to
+     her abusive mother, receives new corneas and new perception of
+     life, thanks to a talented doctor and a thoughtful donor.
+     (Remember the donor angle, it comes up again later.)  She's
+     apprehensive about the operation at first, and that anxiety be-
+     comes well-merited when Brody unknowingly becomes the only
+     witness to a terrible murder that occurs in her own Chicago
+     apartment building.  The case throws her together with a rough-
+     and-tumble cop, played by Aidan Quinn, who doggedly pursues the
+     case even though his only eyewitness was blind just six short
+     weeks before the incident.  Their relationship (and yes, gawd
+     help us, they do fall into each others' arms after a while, never
+     mind the ethics of the situation; I'm tired of this easy
+     violation of professional ethics that pervades film, but that's
+     another soapbox for another time) marks the bedrock of reality
+     that everything else in BLINK eddies around.  It's a relationship
+     based on a sharp perception of real life:  they argue, they
+     complain, they even give and receive compliments in an offhand,
+     uncomfortable manner, so natural that you could believe Stowe and
+     Quinn were "hooked" together in some way.
+
+          Speaking of hooks, the side effect of Brody's eye surgery is
+     what makes Detective Hallstrom's (Quinn) job so difficult:  not
+     only does the world drop in and out of focus for most of the
+     movie, but Brody suffers from a malady called perceptual delay.
+     Essentially, the character suffers from a visual image lag, as
+     her doctor explains; what she sees one moment may not clearly
+     register until hours later.  When Brody sees the killer on the
+     stairs of her apartment complex, she mistakes the blurred image
+     for the building manager.  It isn't until the next morning that
+     she realizes she saw an intruder.  That, and the mysterious
+     sounds she heard coming from the apartment above her are what
+     sends her to the police.
+
+          As the plot thickens, Hallstrom discovers the killer is a
+     serial murderer, and somehow, the donor of Brody's new corneas is
+     connected.  That's revealing a bit of the surprise, but it won't
+     ruin the movie for you, because there's so much more to it than
+     that.  Eventually, you may not find yourself actually caring
+     about the motive behind the murders, but the killer himself, and
+     the visual tricks (some employing computer effects, especially
+     "morphing") will keep you jumping with practically every scene.
+     As an added kick, Hallstrom and Brody have a connection before
+     the case even begins, as shown in an opening scene that'll either
+     have you howling or turning up your nose in distaste.  That one
+     scene will either sell you on Quinn's character, or make you give
+     up on him.
+
+          Of course, for me, the inclusion of Emma Brody's job as a
+     fiddler in an Irish bar band is just an added perk to a
+     satisfying thriller.
+
+     RATING:  6 out of 10
+
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER:  Jim Sheridan, director.     ³
+        ³   Terry George and Jim Sheridan, screenplay.  Based on    ³
+        ³   Gerry Conlon's autobiography, PRESUMED INNOCENT.        ³
+        ³   Starring Daniel Day-Lewis, Peter Postlethwaite, Emma    ³
+        ³   Thompson, John Lynch, Corin Regrave, Beatie Edney,      ³
+        ³   and John Benfield.  Universal Pictures.  Rated R.       ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          So where does real cruelty exist?  Is institutionalized
+     cruelty inherently eviler than random acts of guerrilla warfare
+     and/or terrorism?  Ask a member of British government, you'll get
+     one answer; ask an IRA terrorist, and you'll get the polar
+     opposite.  Caught in the middle is the apolitical, petty thief
+     Gerry Conlon (Daniel Day-Lewis), who happens to be of the wrong
+     nationality, in the wrong place, at the wrong time.  When the IRA
+     blows up a London pub, killing five people and wounding dozens
+     more, Conlon and three of his mates are tagged as the scapegoats,
+     sentenced to life in prison with no hope of parole.  Also caught
+     in the government's web of deceit and false accusations are
+     Conlon's father, Guiseppe (Peter Postlethwaite), amongst other
+     family members.
+
+          If this hadn't actually happened, you'd probably find
+     yourself shaking your head over the alleged improprieties
+     attributed to the British government.  Indeed, you'd say to your-
+     self, who could believe that a self-declared democracy would
+     *knowingly* punish innocent people, especially *after* they learn
+     the truth behind the incident?  Something like this happens only
+     in countries like China or Russia, right, where civil rights are
+     routinely trampled under the State's hobnailed boots?  It can't
+     happen in 1974 London.
+
+          Wrong.  It can, and it did, and what makes it even more
+     reprehensible is the British government *covered up* its own
+     ineptitude, its own *crimes*, for 15 YEARS.  In a way, justice
+     was eventually served, but not for everyone concerned, and not as
+     far-reaching as it should have been (according to the final text
+     that appears on-screen).  No matter where you stand on Ireland/
+     England relations or the official status of the IRA and its
+     political arm, the Sinn Fein, you'll find yourself outraged that
+     a supposedly free country can run roughshod over an individual
+     any time it wants to.  Without getting onto a soapbox, I hasten
+     to add that it happens in this country, too -- and all too often.
+
+          Daniel Day-Lewis has got to be one of the ten best actors
+     working in film today.  He molds himself so *perfectly* to the
+     role he's portraying, subsumes himself so completely into his
+     character, that you can't imagine anyone else in the part.  Day-
+     Lewis breathes life into characters that are already multi-
+     dimensional, that's how talented he is.  Practically anyone with
+     a modicum of talent can make a one-dimensional character come to
+     life (witness nearly any role that the classically-hammy William
+     Shatner takes on, even aside from Captain Kirk), but to take such
+     complex, diverse roles as Christy Brown in MY LEFT FOOT (1990),
+     Hawkeye in LAST OF THE MOHICANS (1992), Newland Archer in THE AGE
+     OF INNOCENCE, and Gerry Conlon in the film under discussion (per-
+     haps the roughest and most blue-collar of the four named roles)
+     and make every one of them a distinct person is the work of a
+     true artist.  Watch Day-Lewis as he ages Conlon from an aimless
+     street punk to a bitter, determined adult, wise to the ways of
+     those in power and wary of those who wield it.  His very bearing,
+     how he carries himself, the purpose that comes into his stride
+     and into his stare, make Gerry Conlon that much more real, and
+     his plight that much more painful.
+
+          Almost as astonishing is Peter Postlethwaite as Conlon's Da,
+     a man caught up in the confusion of his son's celebrated arrest.
+     The screenplay twists convention and fact by pairing father and
+     son in the same prison cell, but what we learn about their
+     relationship, and how adversity actually strengthened it,
+     couldn't have been depicted any other way.  It's a brave story-
+     telling choice, based on fact and an existing autobiography as
+     this movie is, but it works.  In fact, it may have worked too
+     well, in that after the initial set-tos about their situation,
+     Conlon Senior and Junior become almost otherworldly in their
+     solidarity and respect for each other.  Surely, the real-life
+     Conlon analogs still had their disagreements, but after Guiseppe
+     falls ill in prison, the movie shows nothing but sweetness and
+     light between them.  The smoother relationship allows the movie
+     to focus more on Gerry's discussions with the lawyer who
+     eventually takes on their case against the British government
+     (played a little *too* intensely by Emma Thompson), but it does
+     show how distorted even a right-minded film like IN THE NAME OF
+     THE FATHER can become.
+
+          You might be surprised that even though this film seems like
+     a diatribe against the British government, the IRA is portrayed
+     in an unflattering light as well.  I was pleased with the presen-
+     tation of cold fact, rather than the patriotic banner that the
+     story could have easily metamorphosed into.  IN THE NAME OF THE
+     FATHER is even-handed in its indictments, and eminently watchable
+     for its compelling story of wrongs committed and made right.
+
+     RATING:  9 out of 10
+
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+OTHER VOICES -  OTHER ROOMS
+Nanci Griffith   
+Elektra Entertainment                  
+1993
+
+
+OTHER VOICES - OTHER ROOMS is basically an inverted TWO ROOMS -
+CELEBRATING THE SONGS OF ELTON JOHN & BERNIE TAUPIN. Instead of many
+different artists singing John & Taupin's tunes, folk singer Griffith
+tries her hand at recreating several different entertainers works. 
+
+It really doesn't work. To be sure, the album has some highlights.
+Griffith sings BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER as well or better than Bob Dylan
+ever did. The song seems inspired, and she carries it through with
+typical Griffith flair and style.
+
+Unfortunately, this performance doesn't often repeat throughout the
+album. There are a couple of other highlights in the seventeen-track CD
+- Nanci's intrepretation of Ralph McTell's FROM CLARE TO HERE and Townes
+Van Zandt's TECUMSEH VALLEY, to name two - but the album lacks her usual
+freshness and sense of exhuberant energy.
+
+If you're a Griffith fan, you should check this one out. Even if you
+don't think much of it, it's part of the collection. If you've never
+listened to Griffith before, you might do better checking out 1988's
+LITTLE LOVE AFFAIRS or 1989's STORMS. Both these albums showcase the
+tremendous talent that is Nanci Griffith, and thus far seem to be the
+pennacle of her career.
+
+After listening to OTHER VOICES - OTHER ROOMS, I got the sense that this
+was but a transition in Ms. Griffith's career. A pause, if you will.
+Keep an eye on her - there's more yet to come from Nanci Griffith.
+
+
+My score, on a scale of one to ten: 5
+
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        Music review     
+        Liz Shelton
+
+        Antenna  by ZZ Top
+        RCA 1993
+
+        It's been a while since we've heard from my favorite
+        little power trio, ZZ Top.  And worth the wait it was.
+        The "little ol' band from Texas" has done us right and
+        showcased what makes us love them so much.
+
+        Gibbons jams on this one, and gives us a little of that
+        "Fuzzbox Voodoo" that has been the staple of the ZZ Top's
+        music mystique.  If you're a fan of the later ZZ Top
+        releases, (Recycler, Afterburner, Eliminator) you'll love
+        this one.
+
+        I personally would like to see them stretch a bit more, or
+        even further back (say, back to the Deguello days). But the
+        boys still know how to rock and roll in fine fashion.
+        All of this considered, I give them a hefty 7 1/2 on that
+        1 to 10 scale.
+
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+WINTER MOON
+Dean Koontz
+Ballantine Fiction
+$6.99 (US), $7.99 (Canada)
+
+
+
+I've only read two Dean Koontz books in my life. MR. MURDER and his new
+one, WINTER MOON. If his other offerings live up to the standard set by
+these two, I'll be a fan for life.
+
+At first set in LA, WINTER MOON tells the tale of police officer Jack
+McGarvey, his wife Heather, and their son Toby. It also tells the tale
+of Eduardo Fernandez (father of Jack's first partner Tommy, who was
+killed in the line of duty over a year ago) who lives in a secluded part
+of Montana, setting up a beautiful point-counterpoint comparison between
+the two areas and the lifestyles inherent in each.
+
+Within the first few pages, Jack is gunned down by a hot hollywood
+director high on PCP. His second partner is killed, as is the owner of
+the service station where the violence took place. Only Jack and the
+owner's wife manage to survive. Jack, minus a kidney and suffering a
+spine fracture, is forced to spend many months in recovery and
+rehabilitation.
+
+A light in the woods calls to Eduardo Fernandez, in far off Montana.
+Eventually he heeds the call, and a fight for his life has begun. Jack
+continues to fight for his own life in the hospital, as both destinies
+draw inexorably closer and closer together.
+
+Jack recovers physically, but the mental scars still haunt him. In his
+absence, Heather turns their house into a virtual arsenal armed with
+everything from pistols to the micro uzi that wounded her husband. As
+their bills surmount and the deceased director's parents and fans
+proceed to make a martyr of the dead man, their situation spirals
+towards bleakness. Nearly out of money and with little prospects for
+getting more, a fateful inheritance couldn't come at a better time.
+
+Hundreds of thousands of dollars and an estate richer, The McGarvey's
+head for the country life of Montana . . .
+
+I won't tell you about the light in the woods, nor will I tell you of
+the McGarvey's encounters in Montana. Suffice it to say that Koontz's
+talent lies in making the hackneyed new again, in breathing exciting new
+life into old themes.
+
+This is definitely a book worth checking out. The ending is actually a
+surprise but one that doesn't come out of left field, something
+unexpected in today's horror market. And I won't spoil that ending here.
+
+My score (out of a possible 10):  8
+
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Kathy Kemper
+All rights reserved
+
+
+NIGHTMARES & DREAMSCAPES
+Stephen King
+Viking Publishers
+$27.50 (at this writing available only in hardback)
+
+
+To say I'm a Stephen King fan would be an understatement.  In fact
+he is one of only three authors who have the distinction of being
+those that I purchase in hardback.  I absolutely refuse to wait until
+the more affordable and less space restrictive paperback arrives in
+print.  
+
+Nightmares & Dreamscapes is the third short story collection of
+King's.  However, it has the dubious distinction of being his least
+attractive book.  This isn't the traditional literary criticism of
+King's works in which reviewers often find him overwritten.  This
+is the critique of one who has all of his books, and has read them
+all--most many times.  Nightmares & Dreamscapes is one I don't plan
+to re-read.  
+
+The old King is present in "Nightmares", the characterizations are
+full and well rounded; and the horror is explicit with his usual
+plot twists and ironies.  Yet there remains a difference, in this
+book, our ordinary worlds are once again disturbed by the master of
+his craft, but one is left pondering the question "why"?
+
+That is not to say that everything in the book is unenjoyable, it
+isn't.  In fact there are a couple of stories that stand out well. 
+One is entitled "The End of the Whole Mess".  Here an
+intellectually gifted person discovers that Texas is the most
+violent state (per capita) in the union, but that even here exists
+a "calmquake".  An area where violent crimes drop dramatically. 
+This area is centered around La Plata which is close to Waco. 
+Given the tragedy that occurred in that town just last year,
+perhaps another location would have proved more beneficial. 
+However, King could not possible foresee the future (or could he?). 
+
+This scientist is able to ascertain that the peaceful feelings
+people have for one another is literally "something in the water". 
+What he fails to realize until after he has concentrated the stuff
+and distributed everywhere is that there is an appalling side
+effect.
+
+Two other stories that rate mention are "The Doctor's Case" which
+is solved by Sherlock Holme's partner, Dr. Watson; and "Head Down"
+which contains no horror or remarkable twists.  It is merely the
+analysis of a season of his son's little league experiences.  In
+fact, although it isn't typical King, I enjoyed the insight in this
+historical piece much more than the other stories in the volume.
+
+The book ends with notes detailing the writing of each of the
+stories.  I always find this part interesting--a sort of mini look
+into the convoluted mind of Stephen King.  The last story, which
+appears after the story notes, is a Hindu parable which is
+incredibly thought provoking and also unlike the typical King.
+
+For those that are looking for classic King, this isn't the book to
+purchase.  And, while I recommend it on other merits to readers, I
+still suggest one wait until the paperback is released.
+
+My score (out of possible 10): 6.5
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+A Dark Red Valentine Story, Sort Of
+Copyright (c) 1994, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+               A DARK RED VALENTINE STORY, SORT OF
+
+     (c)Copyright 1994 by Franchot Lewis
+
+         "Billy!
+         "Uh?"
+         "Billy."
+         "What?"
+         "What you gonna do with that gal?"
+         "I -"
+         "I mean, Billy, we got one room in the shack back home,
+     one room and that's all. No space."
+         "Jess, Well ..."
+         "Well, what Billy?"
+         "Don't know, I reckon, Jess."
+         "Don't know?"
+         "I ain't ask her that."
+         "Well ... I reckon you should have."
+         "I thought, Jess."
+         "Thought about it, have you?"
+         "Sure, some."
+         "I reckon, before you brought a female back from town, you
+      had ought to have asked me, and I don't recollect hearing you
+      talk to me 'bout bringing one back."
+         "Listen, Jess -"
+         "Listen? I'm listening."
+         "She ain't my gal."
+         "She ain't? She looks about like somebody's gal. She's as
+      young as you, but I hope not as stupid. What she's doing here?"
+          "She done followed me."
+          "A fancy woman in pantaloons followed you?"
+          "How you know she got on pantaloons?"
+          "I looked."
+          "What? Jess? She got a blanket over her. What you mean?"
+          "I mean the blanket slipped down before she pulled it up
+     in her sleep."
+          "Jess, you better leave her alone; she's not a regular
+     gal."
+         "I'll say. I prefer my females in petticoats not pantaloons.
+     She appears to be on the mannish side."
+         "She done killed a man."
+         "Who she killed? Her husband? Boy friend?"
+         "She done shot Mad Dog Dugan down dead."
+         "Her? Ha!"
+         "Don't laugh. The town folks back there think I done it."
+         "You?"
+         "I tell you, Jess."
+         "Let me tell you, Billy. Some folks who you bring up
+     since they were young'n, after their maw and paw died,
+     whose neck and ears you've wiped, like to brag and boast
+     'bout things they make up 'cause they're too young to tell
+     proper lies."
+         "And let me tell you, Jess. Some old coots who you stays
+     with 'cause they're too dumb to run a ranch by themselves -"
+         "Billy, why don't you hush? Most of what you know, and
+     that ain't half of what I've tried to learn you, came
+     from me."
+         "Ha!"
+         "Who learned you how to ride? Who?"
+         "You."
+         "How to shoot?"
+         "You."
+         "And you can't shoot worth a damn. And, why come you
+     stand there spouting off a lot of do-do about folks in that
+     town saying you shot down Mad Dog Dugan?"
+         "Jess, they do."
+
+         "Huh? Somebody -"
+         "The girl! You woke her up."
+
+         "Billy, who's there with you?"
+         "Miss. Elsie, Ma'am, this is my uncle -"
+         "Billy, I wish you would keep our kinship secret.
+     Ma'am, I'm Jesse Johnson. You don't have to get up."
+         "I'm up now - want to be to meet you."
+         "Ma'am, we're out of Texas, on our way back home."
+         "Say, a Texas gentleman?"
+         "I done sold our cattle and we didn't get much money
+     for them, that's why we're camped outside of town. I let Billy
+     go into town 'cause he's a young'n, who needs a little hay
+     for his donkey every once in a while. You understand my
+     drift?"
+         "I was just being polite."
+         "I'm thinking, a lady like you have something else on her
+     mind than politeness."
+         "Such as, Uncle Jess?"
+         "Quiet, young'n."
+         "My uncle don't have much manners."
+         "Few men do."
+         "Miss, don't you have something to ask old Jess? A question?"
+         "May have, Mister. I can't remember right now. Probably
+     isn't important. In the meantime while I remember, I gotta go
+     take a pee. Be right back. Don't you boys peep."
+         "Why?? At a woman in pantaloons? Never! And the boy won't
+     either."
+
+         "Jess."
+         "Huh?"
+         "Over here."
+         "What? I can't hear you. What is you whispering 'bout?"
+         "You gonna hurt her feelings, talking to her like that."
+         "What? You knows I got a bad ear, Billy. If you gotta
+     whisper, come around to my good ear."
+         "She's a lady, Jess; you can't talk to her like that."
+         "Did she hear how she talked to me? Did you? About going
+     to take a pee? No female says anything like that to a man."
+         "Stop calling her a female, she's a lady."
+         "So, you fancy her? A gal in man's pants?"
+         "You can be polite to her?"
+         "What is this female? A fancy woman in disguise?"
+         "Cool it, Jess."
+         "What good is a fancy woman on our spread? There's nothing
+     there but us and the land? We're a hundred miles from folks.
+     We're right smack in the middle of the badlands. We've got
+     untamed In'juns. We've got Mexican bandits, and white men
+     who are bandits, thieves, bushwhackers, cattle rustlers. And we
+     got other bad things, varmints of all kinds: rattle snakes,
+     prairie dogs, vermin and I don't mean just the four-legged kind.
+     And what do we need with a fancy woman? If there is a fight, a
+     fancy woman can't run. She can't fight. Sure, she might want to
+     and stand by you, but she'll get hurt."
+         "It ain't like that, I want to help her."
+         "Help her? What can she do for you? What? Oh, maybe she do
+     know how to feed a young boy's donkey."
+          "Jess -"
+          "Listen, boy. Maybe, she knows how to do whatever, but
+     how long can you do that? Who's gonna drive them cows? Who's
+     gonna keep off the varmints? The prairie dogs and the bandits?
+     Her? Boy, you're thinking with your little dong dang, with your
+     tiny, little boyish brain."
+         "Stop! Hush! Jess, hush, or I won't talk to you again."
+
+         "Lordy -"
+         "Hush, Jess, please. She's back."
+
+         "How's this for gentlemen? Dear Lord, aren't they a
+     handsome picture of Texas manhood? I took my pants down and
+     not one peep. I have never had so little attention, and I
+     have always wanted to have the attention of a couple of men
+     from Texas. Come on, Billy, make me feel good, did you have
+     a little peep?"
+         "How come you ask that?"
+         "Jess."
+         "Don't no lady talks like that. Why do you think we'd
+     do such a thing to you?"
+         "You see a lady? "
+         "Hell, I would crawl down to the Red River on my belly
+     like an old white worm on its way to be a fish's supper before
+     I would disrespect a lady."
+         "Mister, I'm not worth the trouble. I am not your lady."
+         "I know you ain't mine."
+         "I'm nobody's lady. I am a whore."
+         "A what?"
+         "Elsie, don't put yourself down."
+         "Billy, I'm a saloon whore. I'm nothing but a whore."
+         "You told me, you told us."
+         "An honest female... You're one honest female ain't
+      you?"
+         "Yes, Mister."
+         "I hope the boy's ears aren't stuffed with wax, or tar,
+      or deafness."
+         "I don't want your nephew."
+         "Good."
+         "Jess -"
+
+         "I'm through talking tonight. I'd do me better to get
+     the bottle out of the saddlebags and hit the sack with it."
+         "Yeah, good night, Jess."
+         "Night, to you and to the woman."
+
+         "Don't worry about Jess. He's good and gentle, almost
+     like a maw."
+         "You should listen to him."
+         "Tell me, how you like me?"
+         "That's some smile you've got."
+         "Why don't you kiss me again, Elsie, like in - and make me
+     feel real fine?"
+         "No."
+         "Why?"
+         "I don't kiss."
+         "What? You did."
+         "How many women do you know?"
+         "Hundreds."
+         "How many women have you talked to before me?"
+         "Lots."
+         "Sure."
+         "It's true."
+         "Billy, am I not a pretty sight for your eyes to see?"
+         "Yelp."
+         "There's a bright moon, almost like the kerosine light in
+     a parlor. And your uncle's gone to sleep. It's just you and
+     me awake. I'm in pantaloons. They're so tight. You see more of
+     me than a woman is supposed to show a man she's not married
+     to. Almost like I'm naked - you see my butt like it is naked
+     almost; the pants are pressing against my privates too.
+     What are you thinking, Billy? Yeah, I'm a real pretty sight for
+     you, and all you want is a kiss? Billy, warm me up, I'm getting
+     cold standing here like this."
+         "Holy cow, you sure know how to -"
+         "Hurt?"
+         "I feeling mighty good right now, let me hold you, there ..."
+         "What you heard about me? Heard I was a good whore? The best
+     gal doing in the Wet Dollar Saloon? You believed it. Boy, oh
+     boy, and Lord God, you sure knows how to get a whore's
+     tongue really going."
+         "Cheee - Stop talking."
+         "No. I won't. I've got to keep telling you, I am a whore.
+         "Hush."
+         "Don't start with me. I am wrong for you."
+         "Hush."
+         "I'll hurt you, I know. I always hurt and get hurt. Let
+     me cut out. Let go. Come on, Billy, let me go. "
+         "Elsie."
+         "No."
+         "Please."
+         "Just let me breathe a sec."
+         "Elsie."
+         "You cut out, drop me off in Abilene. There's a town and a
+     saloon. I can survive in Abilene."
+         "Town is no place to be. It's unclean: smoky, dusty, keeps
+     in the musky smells."
+         "Your Uncle tells you that."
+         "It's true. Town is no place for anybody especially for
+     a lady."
+         "God, a'mighty, I fixed myself temporarily, to the biggest
+     greenhorn I done ever rumped. Come on, Billy, don't get sick
+     on me. Baby,  make me not hate you."
+         "Elsie -"
+         "Here it comes, Billy."
+         "What comes?"
+         "Why I shot that son of a bitch. I wanted to kill the bitch
+     for screwing me without paying me. That son of a bitch took
+     from me real good."
+         "That's behind us, Elsie."
+         "Us?"
+         "Yes, us."
+         "God. That's it."
+         "Yes."
+         "I shot that creep for not paying me my money, my pay that
+     I was owed for balling him. That's the truth."
+         "Feel better now for telling me something I knew?"
+         "Hell, Billy. If I ever wanted a man, I would take you
+     over any man, any time. But men aren't worth a damn; they
+     sure in hell haven't been worth a damn to me."
+         "Why did you follow me?"
+         "Cowboy, you won't stop, until you get a preacher and get
+     me married? You're just too dumb to let us drop our drawers and
+     start romping together, with no words said, no promises, no
+     mumbling, nothing, but rutting, and that's all?"
+         "If I had me somebody like you, I would -"
+         "Damn, Billy, with the face you got and that smile, you
+      could have any nice girl you want. What am I? Your first? Tell
+      me? You know, I know?"
+          "I've been with girls."
+          "And they were no good, right? Billy, I am a whore who
+      shot a bad man, a wrong thing for a man to have happened
+      to him, being shot by a woman and a whore to boot. The whore
+      would get driven out of town, out of every town, dead,  if it
+      gets known. What can I do out of town? Die? So I tried to
+      convince you that you shot the bad man. You were drunk, but
+      not convincible. Do you have anything to drink? Does your
+      uncle have anymore whiskey?"
+          "Nothing to drink but water."
+          "Give me that, I'll drink a whole canteen of that.
+      Prepare myself."
+          "For what?"
+          "Going on alone. You're too sweet, you don't know
+      what women are like."
+          "I do."
+          "You've never had a woman before this morning in town."
+          "If you're planning on going on alone, I gotta tell
+      you, I ain't gonna let you."
+          "How's a nice, soft boy like you gonna stop me? The
+      best you can do is to ask me nicely not to."
+          "It's the best way."
+          "I shot that bad man as he came into my room to take
+      me again. Shot him, then made believe that you shot him,
+      told townspeople you did. When his partner came around to
+      bushwhack you, I shot his partner in the back, to save you. I
+      couldn't let him assassinate you. I was supposed to have set
+      you up for him to kill, and I sat him up, because I pulled you
+      into something you need to get out of. You're so young."
+          "Hush."
+          "God, man. You got me hot and I'm gonna tell you. It
+      ain't that I'm gone soft, not yet."
+          "Sure am glad you told me; you like me."
+          "I been wanting to go to Abilene for so long that I
+      stuck myself to you, a wrong damn thing too. I was just
+      afraid to stay in that town, afraid of what I might say or
+      do, if another man tried to take me without paying. Since
+      I put the blame for him on you, people didn't think
+      nothing of me picking up and following you. Dugan
+      pretended he owned me. Nobody liked him, nobody much cared
+      about him."
+         "Hush."
+         "No."
+         "You just want to get me to stay off you. I could go all
+     my life and find nobody better than you to be with me. My
+     Uncle Jess, is right, I'm a born know nothing but I know -"
+         "Look, Billy -"
+         "Hush, I know you ain't my lady, not yet. But look here
+      what I got for us: Plans. I done filed on me some acres
+      adjoining Jess's place. You can run cattle there, and you
+      can do more. Grass grows there, soft grass. I even took in
+      some acres that include an old brook. Jess is an old cuss,
+      but he's not stubborn. He'll help me build you a house
+      with a bed, a proper bed, with a goose downs pillow that
+      belonged to my maw. You're have a comfortable place to lay
+      your head while we grow old together."
+         "How would you like that!"
+         "I would like it fine, real fine, Elsie. But, if you
+      want to go out there and waste your life in Abilene,
+      you're have to whop me first."
+         "What?"
+         "We need a place to lay our heads down at night."
+         "Sure, and be naked, cuddle and rut on top of a blanket. I
+       can give you that now, a time like you would never
+       believe."
+         "Hush."
+         "Billy, I asked nobody to be born -"
+         "Nobody gets asked."
+         "I'm telling you something, don't interrupt."
+         "Enough talk."
+         "I asked nobody to be female in this Hell, I'm telling
+     you that."
+         "Hush."
+         "I have never loved a man, I can never love a man."
+         "Hush. Don't waste your time talking. Just sit down
+     with me, and we'll be quiet and wait for the sun."
+         "You sure you haven't talked to a woman before?"
+         "I have many times."
+         "Sure. I am not a woman, I'm a whore."
+         "You are worth something."
+         "Holy sh-, man. I have never had nobody ever speak to
+     me like this."
+         "Like you got feelings?"
+         "And I'm fixing to shoot you. I can feel it building up
+     inside me like something I have no power over. God, Billy."
+         "Where you going?"
+         "Lord!"
+         "Come on, Elsie. Shoot, where you going?"
+         "Most men don't want you to talk to them and they sure
+     don't want to ask you questions, or know that you can think
+     to answer them, or that you can think -"
+         "Elsie, stop, talking and feel what I am feeling for you,
+     please."
+         "I know how to survive, say alive."
+         "Elsie, hush."
+         "No."
+         "I won't let you go."
+         "Billy, see this: my gun. I'm going."
+         "No, Elsie."
+         "Stop!"
+         "Elsie."
+         "Lord, I've had men talk to me like you, and God, but none
+     as sweet as you. But, deep inside, I know it amounts to
+     nothing."
+         "No, Elsie, I want you."
+         "Stop. I'm gonna shoot you. Billy, now, stop!"
+         "Shoot me, Elsie?  Kill me? You can't."
+         "I'll wound you!"
+         "No, now, hush."
+         "Billy!"
+
+         BANG! BANG!
+         "Billy, oh Billy!"
+
+         "Billy, I heard shooting.  Billy, where are you? Boy, I'm
+     too old to be wandering around in darnation. Billy ..."
+
+          "Billy!"
+          "I'm coming."
+          "What was that shooting?"
+          "Somebody shooting in the air?"
+          "You?"
+          "Jess, wait for us in the camp."
+          "Where did you wander off with her?"
+          "She's out there?"
+          "By herself?"
+          "Yeah."
+
+          "Where? Over that way? Billy? God, what is she doing
+     out there? On foot?"
+         "I froze and let her run off, but -
+         "She shot the gun?"
+          "I gotta catch her."
+          "What? She run away from you? On foot?"
+          "I gotta track her."
+          "In the dark? You're a natural egg sucking fool."
+          "You gonna really like her, Jess."
+          "In the dark? You're chasing her in the dark?"
+          "Yelp!"
+
+
+    {END}
+
+The Serpents Embrace
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                The Serpents Embrace
+                 by Daneil Sendecki
+
+
+
+In the eyes of those driven by thirst, the gently rolling dunes of the 
+humble Sahara must have appeared more welcoming than the parched and 
+blaring enormity of the flatlands, which, broken and jagged, lined 
+route seven all the way to the filling station.
+
+This desert was kin to all deserts.  Endlessly, in all directions, lay 
+silence.  There was no sand here, only a thirsty, shattered crust. 
+When the wind blew, it kicked up nothing but a dry, blistering heat. 
+Splintered and popping under the searing sky lay a ribbon of forlorn 
+asphalt which carved incessantly through the desert.  It was called 
+route seven.
+
+It was through this emptiness that the Pilot rode, wrenching and 
+shattering, hewing and hacking, the placid air.  His steed, a Mac 
+truck, and each of it's antique wheels whined indignantly as they 
+navigated a bend in the road.  But once the rumbling truck 
+disappeared, the silence would once again descend upon the indifferent 
+desert and stretch calmly toward the towering sky.  In the minds of 
+the peasants, those incredibly simple folk who lived on the edge of 
+the flatlands, those who lined the boardwalks and stood stupid with 
+amazement as the Pilot rolled into town atop his mount, the Pilot was 
+neither malevolent nor benevolent, but the source of immense awe.
+ 
+Countless miles of broken road separated the Pilot from the town of 
+Abraxas, a shanty town, on the outskirts of the flatlands.  Moreover, 
+the truck, empty now, needed gasoline.  As always, there was hope.
+
+And then there was the filling station.
+
+Abraxas would have been a one stoplight town - had the magic which had 
+once kindled the lamps not gone away.  There were a bootfull of 
+buildings, the tallest of which was two stories, and four streets, 
+running from the asphalt of route seven like veins.  Indeed, the town 
+of Abraxas clung to route seven like a tumor.  One day-cycle had 
+passed since the Pilot had slipped from his cab into Abraxas, but it 
+may as well have been a week, as both month and minute wore the same 
+face as they passed over this archaic, yielding, desert.
+
+The truck came to rest in the center of town.  Once there had stood 
+here a cenotaph, but it had since fallen, leaving only it's pedestal. 
+The air was as cold as an outlander.  Stealing into the shadows of the 
+boardwalk, the Pilot left his truck to brood over the remains of the 
+statue.
+
+Besides the cenotaph there was a livery and a granary.  A general 
+store lay on the other side of the route.  None of the buildings were 
+well kept, weathered and squalid, bent from the torrid sun and moon.
+
+Sardonic show tunes spilled from a dusty clapboard building, which 
+bounced and writhed in tune like a wineskin full of mice.  A fading 
+sign proclaimed that it was a "Hostel & Grill".  The Pilot stepped 
+from the shadows of the boardwalk into the light of the saloon.
+
+The crash of billiards assaulted the Pilot.  A round man clumsily 
+pounded the teeth of an antique piano that had long since rotted.
+
+"Have you any gasoline?"  the Pilot cried over the clamor of the 
+saloon.
+
+Eyes turned from card games, beer mugs, and harlots to the Pilot.  The 
+bat-wing doors swung lazily in the wake of his entrance.
+
+"Petrol?"  he demanded inquiringly.
+
+A pair of well-worn jeans, a faded denim shirt, and spit-polished 
+boots were all he wore - save the holster that hung from his hip and 
+the six iron that lay asleep inside.
+
+A haggard man stood and the a few notes escaped the piano.  Grimacing, 
+the man spoke.
+
+"We've none of your poison," then almost muttering, "madman."
+
+The Pilot's mid - not his eyes - turned toward the reassuring weight 
+of the six iron that lay against his hip' his eyes remained stolidly 
+fixed on the weary man.
+
+"Have a seat."  the Pilot prompted.  The haggard man, whose lips 
+writhed as if each movement pained him, stepped forward.
+
+Effortlessly, the Pilot woke his Pistol, pulling breech and bore from 
+their bed and startling the gun into consciousness as hammer struck 
+primer, and gave the gun tongue.  The man, gutshot, doubled over and 
+stared at the Pilot, glassy eyed and incredulous.
+
+
+"Mmmmfuuu..."  the man gurgled.  Hand at belly, he fell to the floor. 
+A pink fold of his entrails slid out from between dirty fingers.
+
+The Pilot sauntered towards the bar and the floorboards groaned as 
+each, in turn, bore his graceless weight.  The saloons patrons 
+filtered out.  Nervously pouring a glass of whiskey, the barkeep kept 
+a disdainful eye on him.
+
+"Put me up for the..."  the neck of the bottle chattered against the 
+lip of the glass.  Rocking his palsied weight from foot to foot, the 
+barkeep began to dance a jig completely unaware.  
+
+"A room for tonight, you old fool."
+
+"We've no room."  The saloon keeper's eyes lit upon the man whose 
+intestines slowly cooled on the floor.  Sighing, he took a tarnished 
+key from his pocket.
+
+The Pilot mounted the stairs.  Relieved, the barkeep sighed.  Slowly, 
+night returned to the comforting arms of silence when, with a clap 
+that made the barkeep howl, the looking glass behind the bar cracked 
+frightfully and crashed to the floor.
+
+"Your whiskey,"  the Pilot hissed, "is weak."  Having hurled a shot 
+glass through the mirror, the Pilot retired to his room.  Only when 
+the Pilot disappeared did the barkeep realize, abashed, that he had 
+soiled himself.  Upstairs the Pilot slept soundly.
+
+Out here, amid the harrowing flatlands, stood the castle of the 
+blacksmythe's fairy tales - the filling station.  The road undulated 
+and twisted on indefinitely before the grill of the grunting truck, 
+finally succumbing to the horizon and heavens.  The filling station 
+stood defiantly off in the distance.
+
+The Blacksmythe was an old man - surprising, since he had been exposed 
+to the rigors of the flatlands - a wild shock of silvery hair fell 
+over his eyes.  He, like all other town folk, had a genius for 
+superstition which made him thickheaded.  His apron was the tired 
+color of a bleeding sunset.
+
+"Pilot?"  it was the Blacksmythe.
+
+Uninterested: "what?"
+
+"The flatlands aren't a safe place."
+
+The Pilot sighed.  "Is that so?"
+
+"Ayuh." 
+
+And it probably was, to this dumb specimen at least.  The trailer 
+protested with a shrill scream of rust as the Pilot swung it shut and 
+secured the hitch. 
+
+"Ther're hazards along the way,"  the Blacksmythe ejaculated, "it's 
+not a safe outing to make lonesome.  No sir!"
+
+"Hazards?"  The Pilot stopped.  His eyes narrowed.  "What kind?"
+
+"Draguns!"  the Blacksmythe blurted.  Upon hearing this the Pilot 
+stepped into the cab, turning his back on the 'Smythes gibberish.  He 
+spoke in torrents of fear and awe and wonderment.  "All along route 
+seven there're draguns!  Scaly and hid-yus.  Ayuh!"  Spittle flew from 
+his lips as he shouted.  "They spit petrol from their snouts and crawl 
+along the ground on their bellies!"  The roar of the Mac's engine 
+interrupted him if only for a second.
+
+"Flames leap from their lips!  They wait!  Ayuh!  They wait in ambush 
+all along... Beating their wings against the sand."  Dawn had come, a 
+streamer of bruised light that encompassed the horizon amid 
+the 'Smythes ravings.
+
+"Calm yourself."  the Pilot said.  Slowing his flailing arms, the 
+Blacksmythe complied.  He glanced up at the Pilot sheepishly.
+
+The Pilot looked down at him from his cab.  "Do you know of any 
+gasoline?"
+
+Mortified, he stared at the Pilot.
+
+"Well?"  
+
+"There is a filling station.  Many leagues away.  Ayuh!  There is!" 
+At this, the Pilot slowed.
+
+"A filling station?"  he echoed.  He frowned and his brow wrinkled.
+
+"Ayuh!"  the Blacksmythe nodded.  "But beware!  It is where the 
+draguns feed and nest.  I've heard tales of them suckling from the 
+utters that grow from the ground.  They feed on fire and stone and 
+steam.  Ayuh!  From the center of the earth."
+
+The Pilot had heard enough.
+
+"They spit poison!  Petrol!"
+
+He shot the fevered Blacksmythe before he could take up his frantic 
+dance again.  The report rang through the town.  It's echo muffled 
+only by the hoarse moan of the truck as it shuddered into gear.  The 
+Pilot drove away, leaving the weary saloon patron and the fevered 
+Blacksmythe to the mortician and the town of Abraxas to the scarred 
+desert morn.
+
+The Pilot felt no remorse.  The filling station certainly was just 
+another of the 'Smythes rambling's.  The station, however, lay with 
+great conviction on the west side of route seven.  A simple, squat 
+hovel with a low hung roof and sand beaten walls- the imperceptible 
+naked color of wood.
+
+The day began to bleed night.  Soon, unnoticed it would inevitably 
+hemorrhage and the gore of darkness would splatter over all.  The sky 
+was still a grave purple when the Mac - empty and exhausted - came to 
+rest by the filling station with a wry belch and died.  The air was 
+tombstone cold. Two red towers of rubber and glass thorax stood 
+statistical in the dusk.  The Pilot guessed that these were the utters 
+on which many a "dragun" had suckled.  The simple building and the two 
+tired tin soldiers at steadfast attention in front of it had not 
+fallen into disarray.  The world about them was falling apart, and 
+they were dumb to it.
+
+The Pilot started towards the gas pumps.  The hard packed dust left no 
+footprints.  The ancient pumps stood one and a half men tall.  Each 
+wore a glass thorax crown and arms of rubber which were broken and 
+rotted.  Rusting nozzles hung by the giants sides like cramped, 
+arthritic hands.  Both pumps were painted cherry red and although they
+ were old, old, they spelled promise to the Pilot.
+
+In the dying light of the day, the Pilot took the hand of the gasoline 
+pump and, like a child leading another, brought it towards the truck.
+
+With fevered anticipation, he unscrewed the gas cap and thrust the 
+compliant nozzle into the tank, hoping that it would spill it's 
+petrol.
+
+Nothing.
+
+The Pilot was unstirred and observed his predicament with removed awe. 
+It was as if he was watching himself from far, far, away.  He dropped 
+the nozzle and it's rotting arm to the ground.  He started back 
+towards the second pump, realizing that the last pump, insanely 
+identical to the first was his final hope.  The Pilot again observed 
+the ceremony, lifting the nozzle of the pump from it's housing, 
+bringing it carefully towards the truck, fitting it into the tank and 
+praying for the sudden rush of fuel.
+
+Night was all over the desert.  It covered everything in it's 
+darkness.  It cooled the day's fever.  The Pilot lay crumpled on the 
+ground, the rotting arm of the pump coiled about him in a serpents 
+embrace.  The ancient gas pumps held no fuel.  The Pilot waited for 
+the dragons under the night sky.
+
+The constellations rose over a desert that had once known life, but 
+had since perished.
+
+
+A Close Encounter of a Different Kind
+Copyright (c) 1993, Sylvia L. Ramsey
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+
+            A Close Encounter of a Different Kind
+
+                     by Sylvia L. Ramsey
+
+
+
+You hear stories about people having encounters during the
+nighttime with strange flying objects.  These people tell how
+overwhelmed they were by the experience.  I can't say that
+this story has anything quite so glamorous as UFO's; but,
+sometimes things happen that are very much a part of our very
+own world that are just as overwhelming as visitors from
+outer space.  This is a true story and none of the names have
+been changed to protect the innocent or the guilty.
+
+If you are going to fully understand and appreciate this
+strange encounter that happened in our present day advanced
+technological society, a little background is needed.  There
+are still places (a few sprinkled here and there) in our
+country that have retained all the flavor of an age many have
+never experienced.  I often feel like a time traveler in
+today's society because of my background.
+
+I'm not "old" (however, my granddaughter may disagree) and
+many of the people my age never experienced the same world as
+I.  I guess you might say I'm an oddball in my own
+generation.  The reasons for it were quite beyond my control.
+My parents were married for twenty-two years before I was
+born (and I was the first and last)!  Talk about a generation
+gap, it was like being raised by grandparents!  Now, I marvel
+at all the things my father experienced throughout his
+lifetime and taught me.  Imagine being born in the late
+1800's and living until 1986.  Think of all the things that
+man created during that time that has become part of our
+daily lives.  When I do, it almost boggles my mind.  Anyway,
+you get the picture of my parents.  The next image you need
+to set the scene for this encounter is where it happened.
+
+Imagine a small, quaint house resting, nestled among the pine
+of a secluded valley in the foothills of the Ozarks.  It's a
+simple house, not designed by a architect or built by a
+contractor; but, the trees for the lumber were cut, the
+boards were sawed, and it was built with the owner's hands.
+It began its humble life as a home with only one room without
+windows or doors in November of 1932.  The spot it sat on was
+carved out of the wilderness far from roads or neighbors.  It
+was a symbol of hope and faith for a future during the dreary
+days of the depression.
+
+It was built by two young people who believed in themselves
+and each other.  People who had traveled and explored their
+world for the first ten years of marriage. They had seen the
+world and decided it was time to return to the place they had
+known as children, settle down, and begin to invest in their
+future.  They had accumulated very little material
+possessions during their days of exploration.  They began
+their new adventure with very few of the things we take for
+granted in today's world.  But, they believed enough in
+themselves to start building a house and begin a new business
+when their world was in a state of darkness.  The dreary days
+of the depression ended.  The house grew room by room and the
+business grew to be a very successful one.  The two were
+happy and content; but, eventually the two young people
+became three.  This was when I enter their lives, just when
+they had grown accustomed to being a couple without children.
+
+My father always wanted a son; but, that was not in his
+future, he got me instead.  However, I may as well have been
+a boy while I was growing up.  I became the son he had always
+wanted, and I was his buddy.  Instead, he taught me all the
+things he had hoped to teach to a son.  He knew the forest
+and the land, and he taught me what he knew.  We fished the
+numerous streams located near our home, hunted together, and
+did what most father's and sons usually do.  My father taught
+me to respect the land, and its creatures.  He taught me to
+hunt for food and not kill for the sake of killing.  He
+taught me to "see", "hear", and appreciate the beauty that
+surrounded me.
+
+My father saw a day coming when a haven such as ours would be
+as valued as a rich man's mansion.  He chose to preserve a
+small area of his land as a refuge for his family and all the
+living things that depended on just such a refuge.  This
+place would be a legacy to his grandchildren and his great-
+grandchildren.  They would be able to know a little part of
+the world that existed when he was young.
+
+I inherited this small mecca and I have made sure that his
+wishes have been carried out.  It will go to my son and then
+to my eldest granddaughter.  It has been a haven for us to
+escape the fast paced world we live in today.  A few years
+ago, when my husband became disabled, we lived in the house
+for about six years.
+
+The back of the house faces a small brook with a hillside
+full of pine, maple, wild cherry and dogwood trees.  My
+husband loved the outdoors; but, because of his illness was
+limited in how much he could get out.  We decided to build a
+screened in porch on the back of the house so he be outside
+during the daytime when I was at work.  The back porch became
+a place to spend the early evenings.  We would watch the
+little valley change from a bright cheery haven to a
+mysterious realm of sight and sound as the shades of dusk
+encircled it in its arms.  We soon discovered that the back
+porch was a place for a variety of activities.  We enjoyed it
+so much we decided it was a good place for our exercise bike.
+
+
+It wasn't long before we, also, discovered that the hillside
+in front of us was a source of entertainment.  Almost every
+evening we watched deer casually stroll across the hillside
+as they nibbled at tender leaves and grass.  Sometimes there
+would be four or five deer together.  On other evenings, wild
+turkey would be spotted.  It seemed as if our little valley
+had become a refuge for a variety of wild animals that were
+being pushed out by the growing population that had cleared
+away the forest that has once covered the area.  The presence
+of all the animals prompted us to put grain and other treats
+out for them to eat.
+
+The next summer, we began to notice that the wildlife
+population was increasing in number and variety.  The animals
+quickly learned they had nothing to fear from the two humans
+who shared their sanctuary, and they began to visit our
+backyard.  We were invaded by deer, turkey, opossum, wild
+duck, and a variety of other animals and birds.
+
+We took the invasion in stride, enjoying the chance to
+observe all the wild creatures.  However, one morning after I
+arose from my bed and took my morning coffee to the back
+porch to enjoy the sights and sounds, I walked into a
+disaster area.  Something, or someone, had invaded our back
+porch and played havoc with everything.  It had been
+vandalized.  I disposed of the things that had been destroyed
+and straightened the rest.  I couldn't imagine who or what
+had committed the dreadful deed.  The next morning, the porch
+was in the same condition.  I cleaned it up again.  This
+became a pattern, and needless to say, I was beginning to get
+tired of it.  There wasn't a lock on the door to the porch;
+but, the door had to be opened to get in.  Who or what was
+doing it was a puzzle.  The first time it happened, I could
+believe it to be the results of a prank; but, not every
+night!  It had to be an animal.
+
+How an animal could open the back door and come in, I didn't
+know.  My husband and I became determined to find out.  We
+began our quest by leaving the porch light on at night.  It
+didn't help.  Whatever was getting on the porch wasn't afraid
+of it and the destruction continued.  We decided to set guard
+and solve the mystery.
+
+One evening, after we had grown too tired to watch the porch
+anymore, my husband thought he heard a noise.  He got out of
+bed and very carefully went to the door that led to the
+porch.  He was gone only a few seconds when he returned and
+motioned for me to accompany him.  I started to ask why; but,
+he shushed me to silence.  We tiptoed together like cat
+burglars as we made our way to the back door.  We very
+carefully peeped out.  I couldn't believe my eyes!  I saw one
+of the strangest and most amusing sights I had ever
+witnessed.  Sitting on the seat of the exercise bike with
+paws on the handlebars was a raccoon that looked big enough
+to be a small bear.  He wasn't only nice and fat, he was
+long.  He had to be large to reach the handle bars of that
+bicycle.
+
+The raccoon looked as if he were contemplating how to reach
+the pedals so he could ride it.  We simply stood frozen,
+staring in amazement.  Then, the humor of the sight began to
+take hold of us.  He didn't see us watching him until we
+began to shake with silent laughter that was about to erupt
+into loud guffaws.  When he realized that he was not only
+being watched by two strange creatures who were obviously
+laughing at him, he calmly, arrogantly, climbed down off the
+bicycle.  He took his time as he sauntered to the door.  He
+walked with a haughty air seeming to be aware that his
+privacy had not only been invaded; but, he appeared to be
+insulted by the behavior of the two creatures who were so
+rudely laughing at him.  Once out the door, he paused, looked
+back at us as if to let us know what he thought, and slowly
+disappeared into the darkness.  By this time, my husband and
+I were reduced to tears of laughter.
+
+
+For some strange reason, I was fascinated with this bold
+creature and became obsessed with the idea of seeing him
+again.  So, for several nights after the event, I sat on
+the bench in our back yard, located just outside the porch
+door, and watched for the raccoon to return.  I just knew he
+would be back and I was going to make sure I saw him.  I had
+no idea what I was going to do when I did, I hadn't thought
+beyond just seeing him again.  Three nights passed and there
+was no sign of the creature.  I was beginning to think our
+laughter had either scared him off for good, or, had insulted
+his sense of dignity far too much for him to chance a return.
+
+But, I didn't give up.  Finally, my vigil was rewarded.  One
+evening as I sat quietly watching, I caught a glimpse of
+something moving in the shadows off to my far left.  I knew
+instinctively that it was the same raccoon.  He didn't look
+nearly as large in the shadows as he had that evening he was
+on our porch.  I waited patiently, watching the small figure
+circle around until he was directly in front of me and was
+only about fifteen feet away.  I watched as he checked out an
+old trash can we kept to use when we cleaned out our car.  It
+didn't take him long to decide that he would find nothing to
+eat in the can.  He turned and began walking straight toward
+the door of our back porch . . . and . . . me.
+
+I sat still, frozen by fascination combined with a growing
+sense of apprehension that began to overtake me.  All the
+things my father had taught me about the dangers of wild
+animals came flooding back into my consciousness.  I had time
+to move, to run; but, I didn't.  My obsession to observe this
+creature overrode all caution and I sat like a statue where I
+was, tempting fate.  The animal kept advancing closer and
+closer.  The tension and the thrill I felt grew with each
+step he took toward me.  I was beginning to feel a need to
+bolt for cover.  He was no more than five feet away, it
+seemed like two.  He stopped.  He raised his head, our eyes
+locked for a moment.  Then, he slowly, very deliberately
+walked directly at me as he maintained eye contact.  The
+tension within me was growing with each step he took.  He
+began to look bigger and bigger the nearer he came.  I felt I
+could stand the tension no longer as he moved within no more
+than three feet of where I sat.  I felt the urge to move, to
+speak, to do something.  Again, the need to watch this
+fascinating creature kept me from running or yelling.  I had
+to watch him.  I didn't want to scare him away, so, to
+relieve some of the tension, I merely changed the position of
+my feet.
+
+My movement, caused the raccoon to come to a sudden halt.  By
+the time he stopped, he was close enough that I could have
+reached out and touch him.  He stood up on his hind legs and
+looked me straight in the eye.  Standing, he was nose to nose
+with me.  He looked bigger than ever.  I became the object of
+observation as he tilted his head side to side looking me
+over.  There was look in his eyes telling me that he was
+planning to analyze this strange creature at an even closer
+distance.  I had no idea what he might do if he got closer.
+I thought about us laughing at him and thinking he may want
+revenge.  As he stood there in the soft light I could almost
+hear him thinking.  I observed a change of expression in his
+eyes from one of curiosity to one of determination.  I didn't
+know what he was going to do, and I didn't want to find out.
+The hairs on the back of my neck were tingling as fear began
+to creep over me.
+
+The fear grew and the knowledge that I didn't want the
+raccoon any closer overwhelmed me.  I wasn't sure what to do.
+If I were attacked, my husband would never hear because he
+was watching the ballgame on the television.  Visions of
+a headline in our local paper flashed across my mind, "Local
+Woman Attacked by Large Raccoon."  Still, I didn't run or
+yell.  Instead, I did one of the craziest things I have ever
+done in my life, I addressed the raccoon as if he were a
+person and said, "Hello, there!  What are you doing?"
+
+Again, he looked into my eyes, turned his head this way and
+that as if he were trying to understand my words.  For a
+moment, I thought he was going to come at me and my body
+stiffened again.  Instead, he lowered himself on all fours,
+slowly turned his back to me, and majestically strolled into
+the night without ever looking back.  In my mind, I could
+almost hear him chuckle.  The raccoon had gotten his revenge.
+
+I waited and watched several nights after our encounter for
+him to return.  He never did.  I think he had experienced all
+the contact with humans that he ever wanted.  I still wonder
+what would have happened if I could have remained still and
+quiet.  I guess I'll never know; but, it's an experience I'll
+never forget, and somehow, I don't think he will either.
+
+
+Slow Dance
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Harlan Pine
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                           Slow Dance
+                               by
+                         J. Harlan Pine
+
+
+     It is not the memory, but the memory of the memory that 
+matters.  Truth isn't an issue, and starting over is not a 
+possibility.
+     The memory of the memory--the moment--will be with me 
+forever.  Long after old age has settled within my bones and 
+memories begin to fade, this one will remain vivid--sharp--as the 
+night I experienced it.
+     Light from the room streamed outward silhouetting her in a 
+Man Ray aurora of color and movement.  The light from the street 
+lamp--stark, white, piercing--forced her features into sharp 
+contrast of light and shadow.  Standing in the doorway, half 
+turned to enter or leave, (her petit frame providing little 
+obstacle to the others who came or went) she spoke to someone I 
+couldn't see.  She brushed short auburn hair from her eyes, and 
+though I couldn't hear her voice, a thrill shot through me when 
+she smiled at what was being said.  I stood staring at her while 
+people passed me on the street.  Her beauty illuminated the night 
+and I basked in its glow.
+     I studied her, as might a Renaissance master, and memorized 
+every line of her face.  Her gaze turned my direction, eyes 
+locking with mine.  Black, white, exploding color filled my 
+vision, engulfing my world view with loveliness.  In the stare 
+she said, 'you are cold and alone.  Come let me give you 
+comfort.'  In the stare I replied, 'I cannot.  I must not.'
+     The non-instant--eternity long, however brief--passed when 
+she focused on someone or something behind me, my presence never 
+acknowledged.   Embarrassment flooded me that I'd been staring, 
+but in that brief fantasy moment when sparks had and hadn't 
+passed between us I'd heard the sound of her voice speaking my 
+name with tenderness and desire.  I'd known the soft rose petal 
+taste of her lips on mine.  I experienced the electric thrill of 
+love.
+     The moment disappeared, gone cold as grate ashes in the 
+morning when I realized she'd not even seen me; that nothing had 
+passed between us.  She turned, entering the room.  I turned, 
+leaving before I'd even arrived. 
+     The moonlight, soft only minutes before, bathed the world in 
+stark shades of gray.  It washed what little color the city had 
+offer in its bleach.  Every crack and crevice, yawning chasms 
+done in miniature, lay in wait for the unwary wherever the eyes 
+might linger.  The dirt and grime coating the city, easily 
+ignored by day became glaringly obvious in the night.  It cloaked 
+the city in winter clothing, preparing it for coming storms.  A 
+vain shield against the bitter, cruel cold winds whose touch 
+rattles and chills the bones.  
+     I walked.  Wandering aimlessly along the 
+empty--bustling--streets, I tried to recapture the feelings that 
+had so fleetingly passed through me.  Her image, brief that I'd 
+seen it,  I called up with ease.  But instead of an alluring 
+picture--soft shades done in oil--I received a whitewashed 
+canvas--cold and barren.  The sparkles that had so illuminated 
+the night remained elusive--yet tantalizingly close.  I rounded a 
+corner and found my feet had brought me back full circle, echoing 
+the pathways of my thoughts, to stand once again before the door 
+I'd seen her in.
+     What had I felt?  Could it be fleeting infatuation?  A 
+pretty face in the crowd easily replaced by the next one I should 
+stare at?  Or maybe it was simple carnal lust, the fourth Deadly 
+Sin?  And after having entertained it in my heart, was I now 
+consigned to the Second Circle of Hell?  Or perhaps it was truly 
+love that had suddenly filled my world.  A thin razor line of 
+difference separated the three that had been debated by 
+brilliant--lost--poets through the ages, and who was I to second 
+guess them?  
+     I stared at the door unsure of what to do and confused by my 
+feelings.  Should flames that caught so quick in the dry kindling 
+of drought be entertained?  Nurtured, would--could?--they bank 
+and warm the lost soul?  Or, in a furious flash, would they 
+instead destroy everything about them in pain and agony?  
+Stranger Love had too long abandoned me, not that she'd ever 
+courted me with any passion.  I doubted that I would truly 
+recognize her unfamiliar features should she come traipsing 
+through my life.  Would she come to sow the seeds of joy, or 
+instead try and reap of harvest of pain and despair?  Both were 
+in her domain, her choice--arbitrary.
+     I gave into the insistent prodding of Mistress Love and 
+walked through the door.  I saw her instantly.  She sat alone, 
+along the wall, moving gently with the music.  The soft melodies 
+played by the big band, Moments In The Moonlight, distant and far 
+away, permeated the fabric of the room.  It expanded, moving 
+beyond the walls until I felt sure the whole universe must be 
+filled with the gentle notes that spoke of love.  The singer made 
+love to the microphone lost in his own world.  His voice blending 
+without stitch with that of the sax and trombone, transported 
+willing patron past the tissue thin barrier of time, past the 
+expanse of memories and moments, bringing us all back to 1941.
+     I tarried in the shadows, indecision twisting at my stomach.  
+Should I approach her.  What would I do, what would I say?  Could 
+I say anything, should I force my legs to travel the distance 
+between us, or would my tongue tie itself in Gordean knots and 
+strangle me?
+     The song ended, and I found myself walking toward her.  I 
+reached her table as the band started up again. 
+     "Would you like to dance?" I asked.
+     She looked up and again our eyes met.  Fantasy or reality, I 
+thought I caught a glimmer of recognition.  Blood rushed to my 
+face--embarrassment returning from my earlier stare.  I lost the 
+next words, opening my mouth then closing it again.
+     Leave, I told myself.  I knew I should flee while I still 
+had the chance--before she had could respond.  If she was kind it 
+would be casual words of dismissal that would wound or kill me.  
+It not, I would be utterly destroyed.  But, leaving now would 
+keep the fantasy intact.  An unrealized dream is better than a 
+shattered hope. 
+     Before I could mumble an apology, she nodded and smiled.  
+Taking my hand she led me to the dance floor.  There we moved in 
+a slow waltz to the music.  We held each other loosely and 
+through her dress I felt the soft, warm curves (delicate and 
+tender) of her body.  Her perfume was of lilacs, her eyes, a soft 
+gray-blue. 
+     Words caught in my throat.  I wanted to know her name, where 
+she was from.  I tried again, but she smiled sadly and shook her 
+head, silencing me with that simple gesture.  She was correct; 
+words were unnecessary.  For this moment in time, we had each 
+other, and nothing else mattered.  
+     We danced that dance and into the next without stopping.  
+She looked deep into my eyes--deep into my soul.  I met her gaze 
+while sweet summer scents surrounded us.  We 
+moved--lost,found--letting the music transport us where it 
+willed.  
+     Without flinching, as I had so many times in the past, I let 
+her look deep within me.  Though I'd never had the courage to do 
+so before, I too tried to peer through her eyes to her soul, and 
+was confused by the images I found there.  There was an echo of 
+pain and loneliness.  Overlaid in fresco, the passions of life 
+sparked and shone forth brightly.  Confidence had been painted 
+over doubt and indecision, but the former bled through in places.  
+Seeing what was there, I suddenly wondered at the images I must 
+surely be giving.  There was nothing but negativity within my 
+soul, and none of the goodness to hide it.  
+     Shamed I tried to turn away.  I attempted to stop the dance 
+and leave before I made a bigger fool of myself than I already 
+had.  My life, compared to hers, must be a mockery of unrealized 
+dreams, and shattered hopes.  How I knew this, I don't know, but 
+I knew it.  And I knew I had no right being with her.
+     She held on tight, not letting me go.   "Dance with me," she 
+said softly.  Her voice was just as I imagined it would be.  Soft 
+and musical.
+     "You should be dancing with another.  I'm not right for 
+you."
+     "Maybe, but I chose to dance with you.  Do you truly wish to 
+stop?" 
+     "I...I don't know."
+     "Then hush, and dance with me."
+     I did, and we continued to move about the floor in silence.  
+At times we held each other loosely staring in each other eyes.  
+Other times we danced close together, her head on my shoulder, 
+moving as one.
+     Lost in time, I don't know how long we moved together, but 
+it was over far too soon.  The last song ended and she held me 
+close.
+     "You can make it prim, proper," she murmured in my ear, "or 
+passionate."  She pulled away.  "The choice is yours."
+     Before I could ask her what she meant, her lips briefly 
+brushed mine.  Then she walked away.
+     I followed her to the door.  I didn't know what to think or 
+say.  She turned just inside and said, "Life is a slow dance."
+     She left while I stared in uncomprehending confusion.  She 
+spoke in riddles and I didn't know how to respond.  I walked out 
+the door, but she was nowhere in sight.
+     I started the long walk home.  The night air was chilled and 
+moonlight still washed the colors away.  Where had she gone, and 
+what had she meant.  I stopped in an all night diner for coffee, 
+and tried to sort through my thoughts.  Confusion so fogged my 
+brain that I almost failed to see the lady sitting at the far 
+edge of the counter.  I shared the diner with her alone.
+     I stared at her, while she gazed out the window.  Color 
+began to seep back into the world, starting with her.  She 
+shifted and i quickly looked away, only to have my gaze wander 
+her way again moments later.  
+     Should I? I wondered.   Then another thought intruded--Could 
+I?
+     In my mind I heard a soft musical voice.  'Shape it to your 
+will and waltz through life, else die broken by the wall.'
+     With those words, the room exploded with warmth and light, 
+and I knew that I could.  Taking my cup, I moved to the end of 
+the counter.  "May I join you?"
+     The lady looked up and into my eyes.  I returned the gaze 
+without hesitation or fear.  She stared deeply for moment, then 
+smiled.  "It would be a pleasure," she said.
+     The mysterious lady with her riddles I never saw again.  
+She'd disappeared into the night leaving behind a memory.
+
+
+                             --END--
+
+Still Among the Beeblers
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                       *Still Among the Beeblers*
+                            by Robert McKay
+                 Dedicated to Zach Klein and Bill Lich:
+                        They invented the title
+                              *** *** ***
+
+     Operations can be frightening things.  Surgeons are not ordinary
+doctors; they've not splint-and-pill men.  They don't run family
+medicine clinics and write prescriptions for Billy's cough.  Surgeons
+cut people.  What surgeons do would be torture if performed on
+prisoners of war; when done to a seriously ill patient, it's medicine,
+and we're glad to have it.  But it's not a pleasant thought to know
+that tomorrow a surgeon will cut open your skin, slice down through
+muscle tissue, and generally wade through your innards.
+     Harry was not thrilled.  Tomorrow was his day.  He was due, he
+supposed - he'd been waiting all this time for the chance to get the
+problem taken care of, but now that it was here the fear had risen with
+devastating force.  He didn't care to be cut open and then pasted - or
+stapled or sewn - back together.  Cut and paste was what one did to
+text, not people.
+     But a bad heart was something that couldn't be gotten around.  And
+if the chance came to correct the problem, it was foolish to turn it
+down.  For all the fears and worries, it was better to be cut on and
+have the improvements made than to go through life wondering when the
+ticker would quit.
+     For now, Harry sat in his darkened room, pecking away.  Georgia
+lay in the bedroom, sleeping.  In order to cut down on the phone bills,
+Harry called late, and then, because the pull was so strong, sat up
+till even later answering the mail.  Computers, modems, offline mail
+readers - these were wondrous tools that had opened up a whole new
+world.  If he didn't make it out of the operating room, he'd miss this
+more than anything.
+                                 * * *
+     Harry stretched, careful to avoid pulling on the sutures that
+still held skin together.  The operation had been a success.  The
+surgeon had done his gruesome work with great skill and, Harry
+suspected, a touch of sadistic pleasure.  The new valve functioned
+superbly; Harry hadn't felt this well in years.  Georgia had noticed
+the difference, too - and had assigned him a list of "honey-do" jobs
+that increased in difficulty as his recovery proceeded.  Harry had
+complained, and complied.  At least he *could* do them, now.
+     He turned his attention back to the monitor.  He looked again
+at the words glowing on the screen: "So, Harry, how'd it go?  Still
+with us, or did you decided to migrate? :)"  A brief message, but
+warming.  People he'd never seen cared as much about the heart and the
+operation and the outcome of it all as much as did people he'd been
+seeing every day for 20 years.  Tears didn't come easy, but come they
+did.
+     Harry angrily wiped his arm across his eyes and reached for a
+Kleenex.  Men didn't react this way; maybe it was just the pollen or
+something.  He pulled the keyboard closer, and pecked out his reply:
+"Yep, I'm still among the beeblers."
+
+
+Too Long
+Copyright (c) 1994, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                  Too Long
+               by Gage Steele
+
+
+     I lift the chilly plate from its shelf in the refrigerator and slam
+the door shut with my heel.  Bluish plastic wrap crinkles and puckers,
+having been sealed and resealed too many times around the dinner ware.
+Beneath the plastic lies what's left of my birthday cake, the dancing
+letters are smeared, illegible.  I tug the covering away, wad it up and
+hum it at the overflowing garbage bin.  It lands with a wet slap against
+two day old coffee grounds and sticks there.  The cake is stale, I warn
+myself, but somewhere inside, something has to know this for certain.  I
+dip my forefinger in the brown frosting and lift a glop to my lips.  The
+underside is palatable, but a fine layer, the topmost, crackles on my
+tongue.  I spit it out into the sink, tasting, faintly, mould.
+     A vase of roses stands on the counter next to the sink.  The flowers
+are dead; petals litter the area, brown like the cake.  A whispery spring
+breeze flits through the open window, rousing the ruined bouquet to a
+gentle hiss.  I pick up the vase and stare at the roses for a moment,
+once, so beautiful, now made ugly by time.  My arm arches, swooping over
+the sink, over the lip of the window and hangs, frozen, briefly.  And
+then, I let the vase fall to the ground below.
+
+
+A Chance Meeting in the Park
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    A Chance Meeting in the Park
+                           by Joe DeRouen
+
+
+
+
+     Sam fed the pigeons every day, without fail. Today was no
+exception. The sun shone down through the trees in accompaniment to the
+warm gentle breeze of summer, but all Sam noticed were the pigeons.
+     A large stone dolphin spat water into the sky, some of it splashing
+out of the fountain onto the grass surrounding it. None of it mattered
+to Sam. He continued to feed the birds, the world around him but a
+foggy, meaningless haze.
+     At least until SHE came into view. She sat on the park bench across
+from Sam, reading Newsweek magazine. She crossed her long legs and Sam
+could almost hear the rustle of silk underthings. Her tight red dress
+clung to her like a hungry pigeon to popcorn, and her long, delicate red
+hair brushed across her face in the wind. Cool eyes of blue gazed out,
+taking in her surroundings. She couldn't be a day over thirty. Her skin
+was a light creamy peach, unblemished by the ravages of the world.
+A moment later, her surveillance finished, she went back to the magazine.
+
+     Sam was forty. He'd been married once, but his wife had left him
+some ten years earlier. He'd been BORING, she said. She'd wanted
+adventure, and Sam couldn't give her that. Good old Sam, she'd said. 
+Good old Sam was good for sitting around the house, going to church on
+Sundays, taking in a movie now and then. She'd wanted something more, so
+she'd left. 
+     He'd dated sporadically since then, though no one ever really
+piqued his interest. He'd had his career, and that was that. He'd been
+at Miller Accounting firm for nearly twenty years, and had managed to
+rise to assistant manager. He didn't need a woman.
+     Didn't need a woman? Who was he trying to fool? He'd managed to
+fool himself for years, but deep inside he knew he didn't want to be
+alone.  
+
+     She turned her head away from the magazine, laughing as a pigeon
+pecked Sam's grey loafers as if to say "Hey, we're hungry!" Politely
+ignoring the moment's indiscretion, she went back to her magazine.
+
+     Sam tossed a bit of seed to the pigeon, enough to get it to give up
+it's assault on his feet. Sam's hair was turning grey, almost matching
+his loafers. He was getting old. He really wasn't happy at Miller
+Accounting, but what else did he have? He didn't have a wife, and he
+probably never would. Certainly no one would ever go out with HIM.
+Definitely no one like the lady in the red dress across from him. He
+couldn't help his gaze as it wandered to her, caressing her form like
+the gentle rays of the sun touching the morning dew. 
+
+     He could imagine how she saw him: old, out of shape, short brown
+hair starting to grey, his lusterless blue eyes paling in comparison to
+her own. Why, she probably wouldn't have noticed him at all were it not
+for that hungry pigeon.
+     If he asked her out (now THERE was a laugh!) he'd get turned down
+flat. He imagined it would go something like this . . . 
+
+
+     "Er . . . excuse me, ma'am. I couldn't help noticing you, and . . ."
+     "Yes?"
+     "Er.. It's awfully nice weather we're having today, isn't it?" Sam
+shuffled his feet, feeling more nervous than he had in years.
+     "I suppose it is. Did you need something, mister?" The woman in red
+asked, looking annoyed.
+     "Well, as a matter of fact yes. Do you come here often? I've been 
+in this park every day for over ten years, and I've never seen 
+you here before."
+     "Look, mister - If you need something, ask it. I'm on my lunch
+break, and I haven't got long. I have to be back to the office in about
+fifteen minutes, and I really want to get a start on this new Dean
+Koontz novel. Do you need something or not?" She gazed cooly up at him,
+icy eyes with a hint of danger.
+     "Well . . . Would you like to go out sometime?" He asked in a rush,
+the words coming out between ragged breaths.
+     "With YOU?" The woman laughed, then turned her attention to her
+novel. 
+
+
+     And that's where the fantasy ended. At that point, she'd laugh,
+rise to her feet, and stalk out of his life forever.
+     If there was even a chance she'd say yes, he might do it. Might
+actually ask her out. There wasn't a point to doing something that would
+only cause you heartache, was there?
+
+     His thoughts were interrupted by her movements. She folded the
+Newsweek magazine into her purse, stretching languidly across the green
+metal park bench. Soaking in the sun's warm breath, she sighed, smiling
+up to the sky. Reaching in her purse, she pulled a shiny-covered
+paperback book out. Dean Koontz's TWILIGHT'S LAST GLEAMING.
+
+     Sam's mouth dropped in shock. He couldn't be psychic, could he? He
+didn't believe in that sort of thing. She must have had the book out
+before, and his subconscious had picked up on it and used it in his
+fantasy. Makes sense.  
+     He was spending far more time than he should thinking about this
+woman. He'd have to get back to the office soon himself, and why ponder
+over what you can't have? Besides, even if she DID agree to go out with
+him - and that would never happen - he'd find some way to bungle it up.
+His thoughts seemed to lose focus, as he fantasized about how his dream 
+date might go . . . 
+
+
+      "I'm glad you agreed to go out with me, Kelly. I've been going to
+this restaurant for years, and they serve the best pasta I've ever
+eaten."
+      "I'll do anything once, I suppose." Kelly yawned, surveying the
+restaurant. It was dimly lit, and looked as if it hadn't changed in the
+last ten years. She instantly hated the place.
+      "Umm . . . Well, would you like to order now?"
+      "We might as well. I have to wash my hair tonight, so let's order
+something quick."
+      "The linguini in red clam sauce is really great!" Intoned Sam, with
+an exuberance he didn't feel. This wasn't going at all well.
+      "Well . . . Great. I'll have that, then."
+      "Would you like some wine? This red wine is delicious." Maybe this
+was going somewhere after all. Maybe the wine would relax her. He tried
+to steady his shaking hands as he began to fill her glass.
+      "Sure, I'd love some . . ." She smiled for the first time at Sam.
+      The wine sloshed over the edge of the glass as Sam's attention
+wavered to her smile. 
+      "Oops!" He yelled, loud enough to draw the attention of half the
+room. "Let me . . ." Reaching for a napkin, he managed to knock the full
+glass of red wine into her lap.
+      "Eeek!" She screamed, leaping to her feet. "All over my new silk 
+dress! dammit, I KNEW I shouldn't have come!"
+
+
+      Yes, he'd bungle it up for sure. There was no doubt in his mind.
+He hadn't been on a date in longer than he could remember. Why, he'd
+probably forgotten how! If it wasn't the wine, he'd say something wrong
+or forget to hold her chair for her, or something. 
+      
+      The rest of the world lost to the novel, her eyes danced through
+the pages as Sam's eyes once again fell upon hers. She shifted in the
+bench, as if sensing her admirer's gaze. Her black leather purse tumbled 
+from her lap to the ground below, revealing gold-embossed initials: KM.
+In one swift motion, the purse was recovered and she was once again
+buried in Koontz's prose.
+
+      Sam's eyes popped out of his head. KM? Her name was Kelly in his
+fantasy. He couldn't have seen the purse; the initials had been facing
+away from him. He shook himself, as if to force some sense back into his
+tired frame. His imagination was working overtime. He must have seen the
+purse after all, or just had a lucky guess. Besides, even if he WAS
+blessed with a premonition of some sort, what did it matter? The
+premonition was bad. His fantasies ended up with him wearing a liberal
+amount of egg on his face. What good was that?
+
+      She placed the book face down on the bench, then rose to her
+feet. Stretching, her form pushed fully against the confines of her
+dress. Her black pumps showed off her well-developed calf muscles, as
+she smiled into the distance. Taking a deep breath, she found the bench
+again and went back to her book.
+
+      Sam's eyes caressed her body longingly. She was the most
+beautiful woman he'd ever seen, even more so than his ex-wife.  
+Almost imperceptibly, his surroundings once again seemed to fall away 
+and his mind was elsewhere . . . 
+
+
+       "Kelly, will you marry me?" 
+       "Sam . . ." She looked away from his eyes, focusing on a point
+beyond him.
+       They'd been dating for two years. He'd asked her out and she'd
+actually gone, and, even more amazing, enjoyed herself. They'd continued
+to date off and on, never committing, but growing closer.
+       "Kelly, I love you."
+       "You know, that's the first time you've said that."
+       "Well, I DO. I've loved you since I first saw you. You are my
+heart." He started to cry, swept away by the emotions he felt inside
+him.
+       "Why did you take so long to tell me?" She found his eyes,
+reaching out to touch his cheek. "I knew you cared for me. Dating anyone
+this long has to mean something. But you've only kissed me a handful of
+times. You've never come into my house. You've never made love to me."
+       "Kelly!" Sam blurted, looking away. "I've wanted to, lord knows
+I've wanted to. Kelly, I've been so scared. I didn't want to scare you
+off. I didn't want to lose you like I lost Sara . . ."
+       "I'm not her! I'm me, dammit! Never once have you held me, never
+once have you taken me away for the weekend. Two years, Sam! I kept
+waiting for you to do something - anything! - but you wouldn't."
+       "I was scared!" His tears fell freely now. "You're so beautiful. I
+wanted you so much, I was afraid I'd lose you. That day I met you in the
+park, I was terrified to ask you out. I managed to do that, somehow, but
+I've been scared ever since. It took me so long to find you, I didn't
+want to lose you." 
+       "Sam . . ." Tears came to her eyes. "Sam, if you'd only said
+something sooner. All this time . . . I've loved you, I've wanted you to
+love me. You wouldn't even commit to dating exclusive."
+       "I haven't dated anyone." He said stiffly. "I've never looked at
+another woman since I met you. I haven't wanted to."
+       "Why didn't you SAY something, Sam?"
+       "Kelly . . . If you don't want to marry me, we can wait. We'll
+take it slow . . ."
+       "Sam, there's someone else. I didn't want to wait! He asked me to
+marry him. Yes, Sam, he ASKED. And I accepted! That's why I asked you to
+meet me here. To tell you."
+       He felt as though his heart had just died. "It's Gary, from your
+office. Isn't it? I knew he had his eye on you . . ."
+
+       The world seemed to snap back in place, and Sam was on the park
+bench again, pigeons all around him. The fountain was pumping water into
+the air, creating little rainbows in the sun. Kelly - No, he reminded
+himself, the woman in red - was still reading. His thoughts were his own
+again.
+       "Kelly!" Shouted a thirtysomething man in a grey pinstriped
+business suit, about thirty feet from the center of the park. His blonde
+wavy hair didn't blow in the wind, as he walked briskly towards the
+woman in red.
+
+        Kelly? His thoughts raced, his heart pounded. The world around
+him seemed to come into focus, defining, gaining a crystal clear edge.
+The fog was gone, replaced by a sharp awareness. He felt his muscles act 
+of their own accord, as he rose from his bench.
+
+        "Hey, Gary." She called, a voice so sweet it sent chills through
+Sam's soul. "How was the business trip?"
+
+        He'd lost so much already. Sam stepped away from his bench, as
+thoughts and images raced through his mind. Thoughts of his wife
+pleading with him, of a childhood lost, years at a dead end job. Chances
+not lost, but never taken. Decisions sidestepped in favor of fear. In an
+instant, he made a decision. 
+
+        "Kelly?" Asked Gary, nearly upon them. "I was wondering,
+if you're not busy . . ."
+      
+        "Excuse me." Smiled Sam, quickly putting himself between Kelly
+and her advancing officemate. "Kelly, could we . . . talk?" 
+
+        "Sam?" She asked, finding his eyes. She smiled.
+
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+Only Words I See
+Copyright (c) 1993, Michael Slusher
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+*** Only Words I See ***
+
+How can I tell you my feelings when
+you're so far away?
+The feeling inside is emptyness
+I have so much to say.
+
+I saw you on my video screen when
+you wrote your words to me.
+I heard your voice in my ear last night
+it almost set me free.
+
+Now I've got this pain inside and
+it's tearing up my soul.
+You may not see my pain inside but
+it won't leave me whole.
+
+You're not here, neither am I.
+I'm not there and I don't know why.
+Who are you, my mystery love?
+When will you show your face?
+I need to see your eyes, my love
+and gaze far into that place
+that place only you know...
+will make me cry.
+
+Daily I try to remind myself that
+you're just a fantasy.
+I try to be casual and light but
+you move me too deeply.
+
+Sometimes I tell myself you are
+playing a predator.
+This victim of a hungry heart is
+laid out on the floor.
+
+If I knew what's in your mind I
+might be able to cope.
+Without your honest feelings known I
+really have no hope.
+
+You're not here, neither am I.
+I'm not there and I don't know why.
+Who are you, my mystery love?
+When will you show your face?
+I need to see your eyes, my love
+and gaze far into that place
+that place only you know...
+can make me cry.
+
+I called you on the telephone when
+you were too busy.
+I kicked myself for hours that night
+obsessed so foolishly.
+
+Your love is yours to keep or give
+not to be casually thrown.
+Who am I to want your love or
+take it as my own.
+
+You could not love a phantom voice or
+words typed on a screen.
+I've found my love living far away and
+your words are all I've seen.
+
+You're not here, neither am I.
+I'm not there and I don't know why.
+Who are you, my mystery love?
+When will you show your face?
+I need to see your eyes, my love
+and gaze far into that place
+that place only you know...
+
+it makes me cry.
+
+
+(c) 1993 Michael Slusher
+
+
+
+Dragons
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+ Date sent : Mon 19 Dec 88 12:11    
+     
+ You    
+ imagining, being, feeling    
+ closer than before,    
+ better and better    
+ my love    
+      
+ Dragons are mythical creatures    
+ or so I've been told.    
+ Yet each night I think of one    
+ whose love has given me    
+ the reality of being loved    
+ and maybe more importantly    
+ the essence of seeing myself 
+ as worth much more than gold.    
+ Can you love what mythos says is real?    
+ Can hearts trancend the barrier    
+ of altered states of truth?    
+ I don't know - but of one thing I am sure    
+ I love a dragon in this reality.    
+ 
+ Dragons are mystical creatures    
+ as far as I can tell.    
+ Each night I dream of one   
+ whose love has given me   
+ the passion I'd been missing   
+ and maybe more importantly   
+ the interchange of human love   
+ that's worth much more than gold.   
+ Can you see what love says is real?   
+ Can we trancend the barrier   
+ we built before we knew   
+ I love you - but of one thing I am sure   
+ I love a dragon, and get this, he loves me.   
+ 
+    
+   
+ Written online by Tamara 
+ (c) 1988
+
+
+Backlit
+Copyright (c) 1992, David M. Ziegler
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                           BACKLIT
+                                 
+               A shadow outlined against a screen.
+         Out of touch and searching for I know not what.
+           Someone whose broken with shattered dreams.
+                 Dialing outward into the night.
+                                 
+            A sound of static and that welcome whine.
+             A bright warm greeting, a password line.
+                  Welcome friend we do not care.
+             what you have done, with whom, or where.
+                                 
+           In this world of ascii and modems and such.
+                We do not feel, or cry, or touch.
+          We can sit here lonely in our revolving chair.
+               Telling lies to the folks out there.
+
+
+
+           We can live in a fantasy of games and talk.
+         About Star Trek or` puters or how to use a wok.
+             In our world of magic there is no pain.
+                 no warm fuzzys, no sun, no rain.
+                                 
+                 We sit wishing for other dreams.
+               Of human contact, of life of dreams.
+          Locked in our rooms with our own little dream.
+           Our profile backlit by the computer screen.
+                                 
+                                        (c) DAVID M ZIEGLER 1992
+     
+                                 
+
+           
+
+You
+Copyright (c) 1988, Sylvia Ramsey
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                        You
+ 
+ 
+When I am with you
+       Space is limitless, and
+                Time is without meaning.
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       Love explodes, into
+            Flowers like music on
+                    Vibrating notes rising
+                                 To a crescendo!
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       The highest heights
+            Can be scaled,
+                   Fear is non-existent.
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       The farthest distances
+            Even to galaxies unknown
+                        Are but stepping stones
+                                 To ecstasy.
+ 
+We are lovers eternal,
+            Who can be parted for only
+                        Brief moments in the
+                                 River of time.
+ 
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       Is to love,
+             Is to live,
+                   Is to be.
+ 
+
+
+Pride
+Copyright (c) 1993, Mark Denslow
+All rights reserved
+
+             
+            Pride
+
+the void between you and me is too great
+for me to see the beginning and the end
+I should have said to you, "Wait!"
+for you were my only good friend
+I know now I could have been wrong
+I was the disillusioned one
+that was the price I paid for this song
+it is all said and done
+where were you when I needed you?
+gone away with your strong pride
+you left because you knew
+I could have completely died
+    when you were there for me I was whole
+    I miss you dearly with all my soul
+
+
+
+His Eyes
+Copyright (c) 1989, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                His Eyes
+           by Patricia Meeks
+
+
+She looked into his golden eyes
+where once there had been fire, laughter and desire,
+and as she looked deeper,
+under the surface of once was,
+the fire changed to sadness
+the laughter to tears
+and the desire to loneliness.
+
+She wondered why the things that were had come to pass from what was...
+
+And as she wondered she began to search even deeper,
+Until at last her eyes saw pain, deep and hurting,
+barely discernible in the burnished flecked gold.
+
+She was drawn to that hurt,
+for she had known it herself,
+a pain that slowly tore at her,
+that she recognized as her own.
+
+And because she knew the pain inside him,
+even though it had burned her once, when once was,
+she still was compelled to reach out.
+Her hand drifting in the air,
+to softly land, ever gently against the solid thumping. . .
+
+Of his heart . . . the source of his hurt.
+Her heart thumped in rhythm with his as it pumped warmth
+that spread through her body to her open fingers,
+and gently because she knew the pain was deep,
+she gave her warmth to him in peace,
+placing it ever tenderly . . .
+
+Against his heart, warming the coldness of his pain.
+
+And she watched as the warmth spread to his eyes,
+as once again they began to smile,
+the sadness changed to fire,
+the tears to laughter, and the
+loneliness to desire.
+
+And she smiled also
+knowing that
+once was and what were
+had become now.
+
+
+
+In the west
+Copyright (c) 1993, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+In the West
+by J. Guenther
+
+
+        I can't see her, in the western horizon,
+but I scan my eyes to the setting sun
+wondering what she is doing,
+        and hoping my heart is with her.
+
+
+Diety Dwells Within
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        Diety Dwells Within
+        By Thomas Van Hook
+        3 Jan 1994, 22:30
+        Bedford, Texas
+ 
+ 
+   Throughout the ages
+   Of limitless time
+   Man has wondered
+   And looked to the sky
+ 
+   In times of crisis
+   When needs arise
+   Man has prayed
+   Staring to the sky
+ 
+   For unanswered prayer
+   Such shaken faith
+   Man curses the Gods
+   Shaken fist to the sky
+ 
+   Such selfish desires
+   Unfettered pride
+   Man seems never
+   To look inside
+   We are merely a reflection of the potential
+   for Diety dwells within us all...
+ 
+ 
+...written with help from Lisa Tamara.
+
+
+House Cat
+Copyright (c) 1994, Albert S. Johnston
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                  House Cat
+ 
+                      I
+ 
+          You know, that animal's so stupid
+          that I once saw her take a flyin' jump
+          off the top of the vent-a-hood
+          to catch a moth.
+          Middle of the kitchen,
+          a straight drop
+          of over 6 1/2' to the floor.
+          Well, she landed on her feet,
+          walked away and oh yeah,
+          she caught that moth.
+          She played with it for a bit
+          before it died.
+          Then she ate it.
+ 
+                     II
+ 
+          You have to watch the children
+          whenever they're around.
+          They are not to be trusted.
+          The woman is affectionate
+          but rarely to be seen;
+          she is good to sleep on, though.
+          The man is somewhat of an enigma.
+          He can be kind or cruel,
+          whatever his mood dictates,
+          distant or familiar.
+          He feeds me and I suppose
+          I put up with him
+          more than I might otherwise
+          because of this.
+          The dogs are allowed in
+          when the sun goes down.
+          They offer some entertainment
+          but more than anything else
+          the smell of outside.
+ 
+   Albert S. Johnston (c) 1994
+ 
+
+Young Man On a Fence, 1967
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Young Man On a Fence, 1967
+--------------------------
+ 
+It seems there was a time
+        you climbed,
+scampered over the fences that
+your father built.
+Turning your back, leaving the
+        bureaucrats and diplomats
+to their fence sitting
+ 
+They gaze incredulously after you
+        as you scampered
+down the hillside laughing,
+screaming, giddy with relief
+        as the bramble bushes bit
+into your ankle; tumbling.
+ 
+However, out of necessity? circumstance? age?
+You took up your fathers vain pursuit.
+ 
+Now, stooped over, cursing, driving
+        rusty nails into rotting fenceposts
+ 
+I can see the contmept and loathing
+        in your movements
+        and assure myself that you would
+        (if everything wasn't so gray)
+        drop your hammer and leave
+ 
+        others to set up parameters and
+        drive fenceposts into the ground
+And tumble through the bramble just as you
+        did after this photograph was taken 
+        on a black and white day in 1967.
+ 
+I stole this from an old, yellowed photo
+I keep in my wallet.
+
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+
+Top Ten List  
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Proposed Movie Sequels For 1994
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+ 10. Remains of the Day II: Aww Mom, Leftovers Again?
+  9. Free Willy II: Sorry, We're All Out - Come Back Tomorrow
+  8. Sequel to The Firm - The Slightly Out of Shape  
+  7. Wayne's World III: The End of The World Is Nigh
+  6. Sequel to The Man Without a Face: The Man Without a Penis - 
+     The John Wayne Bobbit Story
+  5. Indecent Proposal II: For a Million Dollars, I'll Do It Twice!
+  4. The Last Action Hero II: Well, Maybe Not The LAST Action Hero . . .
+  3. Sleepless in Seattle II: Abusing the Tranqualizers
+  2. Sequel to The Pelican Brief - Porcupine Panties
+  1. Honey, I Ate the Kids
+
+
+How To Get a Computer Nerd Into Bed  
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        How To Get a Computer Nerd Into Bed
+                       <Or>
+        What To Do When The Chips Are Down
+
+
+     It's nearing Valentine's Day. Your husband (or wife) has been on
+the computer for three months straight. His communication of late has
+been nothing more than incomprehensible ramblings about the internet or
+Apogee's latest game.
+     You'd like a little romantic attention for a change, but don't
+quite know how to go about getting it. Sexy lingerie, a romantic dinner,
+artsy porn movies - nothing you do or say seems to work.
+     We at STTS magazine have compiled a helpful list of phrases and
+ideas that just might do the trick! Use them sparingly, and with
+discretion. Above all, use them wisely. Good luck, and let us know how
+it all turns out. We're praying for you!
+
+
+
+
+Phrases that will turn him/her on
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+How about a little time sharing?
+Would you like to try a manual entry?
+My response time is shorter than an ELF.
+I run on AC or DC.
+I'll trade you my software for your hardware.
+I'm a member of Aslib.
+Want to try my back-up equipment?
+How about a digital search?
+Boot my system!
+Mind if I run a cylinder scan on you?
+Let's push our upload/download ratio to the limit!
+Wanna see my dedicated port?
+You can have direct access if you want.
+How about a flip-flop?
+Your LSP really turns me on!
+Like to see my head rotor?
+Let me try your joystick
+Kiss my system!
+I'd love to FTP your file!
+You'll always be LILO in my system.
+It's time to log in.
+Warm boot me all night long!
+Massage my input.
+Wanna twiddle my mouse?
+I've also got a slow mode.
+I'm gonna Telnet your brains out!
+I'm programmed for parallel processing.
+I'm into RAM.
+RIP me into shreds!
+Let's advance the state of the art.
+Like some digital timesharing of my TTS?
+Wanna play Artifical Intelligence Hot Chat?
+
+
+Clothes that will drive him/her wild
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+White shirt with plastic pencil case in pocket
+T-shirt with rock group on front
+White socks
+Worn out running shoes
+Shiny suit pants
+Hawaiian shirt
+12-point wingtips
+Carry a briefcase
+
+
+Food to stimulate him/her
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+Warm Coke
+Twinkies
+Szechuan food
+Week-old pizza
+Oreo cookies
+Lukewarm coffee
+
+
+Selected reading to whisper in his/her ear
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+On circuit operation (read as if lecturing):
+
+"The input signal is impressed on the grid of the voltage amplifier tube,
+T_1.  This signal is amplified and appears across R_1 after
+experiencing a 180' phase shift."
+
+On common polyphase rectifier circuits:
+
+"A three-phase, delta-wye circuit, sometimes known as a three-phase,
+half-wave rectifier circuit, has the disadvantage of giving a large ripple
+voltage in the output circuit."
+
+If all else fails, try this wining line:
+
+"I = {E \over X_T} \quad{\rm where}\quad
+X_T = X_{c1} + { X_{c2}X_{c3} \over X_{c2} + X_{c3} } +
+{ X_{c4} X_{c5} X_{c6} \over X_{c4} X_{c5} + X_{c7} }"
+
+Last but not least, a romantic line from the internet:
+
+"To: FTPMAIL@Chrysalis.org
+GET SUN9402.ZIP"
+
+     
+     If none of this has worked so far, you're probably out of luck. Our
+advice: get a new spouse. Do something that only your spouse could
+really appreciate - upgrade. 
+                             
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+               U.S.A. 
+
+
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly
+ "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in
+ three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ twice-yearly awards.
+
+ Twice-Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the twice-yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 80 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, and Scotland.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8188 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9402.ZIP. After Mar. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9403.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9403.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+Well, it's 5:30 p.m. on February 2, 1994.  The weather outside is quite
+chilly, but, thanks to the miracle of central heating, it is quite warm
+and cozy inside.  I am writing this column on the request of my beloved
+husband, The Editor, so if you like it, send lots and lots of praise to
+him for his choice of end notes writers for this month.
+
+What exactly does one say in an end notes column?  Something about an
+end... a completion... a termination... a dropped carrier... a finish...
+buttocks???  I guess I'll just pick one and go with that.
+
+This month's magazine has dealt mostly with everyone's favorite subject for
+the month of February - LOVE!!!  The one thing on earth that is both as
+perennial as the grass and as elusive as the title to a song that's going
+through your brain.  Without it, we're but hollow realizations of the
+fully actualized persons that we are capable of being.
+
+As I write this column, I realize that I never got around to answering
+my husband's question for the month of February - "What is the romantic
+thing that you've ever had happen to you?"  I've had difficulty answering
+this question because almost 5 years of marriage to him is the most
+romantic thing that I've ever had happen to me.  I can single out dozens
+of individual events that have transpired over the past 5 years, each
+of them extremely romantic, but none more or less romantic than the
+event that went before it, because each of them was laden with love.
+
+I hope that this month's issue has reminded those of you with a special
+romantic interest how precious the gift that you give one another every
+day is, and to encourage those of you without a special romantic interest
+that, whatever heartaches you have endured, keep trying.  It's worth
+it.
+
+Peace and love to all of you.
+
+Heather DeRouen
+
+
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+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows
+Volume II, Issue 2                           February 1st, 1994
+
+Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+Editorial: Violence In America.................Joe DeRouen
+Staff of STTS.............................................
+>> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+STTS Mailbag..............................................
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News.....................
+The Question & Answers Session............................
+Answer Me!.....................................Liz Shelton
+My View: The Destruction of Good Music.........Todd Miller    
+Choosing a Monster BBS.........................Gage Steele
+Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+>> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+A Panacea of Cheezy Movies (MST3K)......... L. Shawn Aiken
+The Appearance of Vampires in Fiction.........Robert McKay  
+Interview: Seth Able Robinson..................Joe DeRouen
+ ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+>> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+(Movie) Schindler's List.....................Bruce Diamond
+(Movie) Blink................................Bruce Diamond
+(Movie) In The Name of the Father............Bruce Diamond
+(Music) Other Voices..Rooms/Nanci Griffith.....Joe DeRouen
+(Music) Antenna/ZZ Top.........................Liz Shelton
+(Book) Winter Moon/Dean Koontz.................Joe DeRouen
+(Book) Nightmares & Dreamscapes...............Kathy Kemper
+ ÿ         Advertisement-LORD Game Tournament!
+>> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+A Dark Red Valentine Story, Sort Of.........Franchot Lewis    
+The Serpents Embrace.......................Daniel Sendecki
+A Close Encounter of a Different Kind.....Sylvia L. Ramsey
+Slow Dance..................................J. Harlan Pine
+Still Among the Beeblers......................Robert McKay
+Too Long.......................................Gage Steele
+A Chance Meeting in the Park...................Joe DeRouen
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+Only Words I See..............................Mike Slusher
+Dragons.............................................Tamara
+Backlit...................................David M. Ziegler
+You..........................................Sylvia Ramsey
+Pride.........................................Mark Denslow   
+His Eyes....................................Patricia Meeks
+In the West....................................J. Guenther
+Diety Dwells Within........................Thomas Van Hook
+House Cat..................................Albert Johnston
+Young Man On a Fence, 1967.................Daniel Sendecki  
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+Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
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+       Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine Vol II No. 2 Feb. 1994
+
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+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+As I write this, President Bill Clinton's state of the union address is
+but a few hours old. Mr. Clinton spoke eloquently, clearly, and with
+great insight.
+
+I'm not a democrat. I never have been. Nor am I a republican. I vote for
+whomever I feel can do the best job. In 1992 I voted for Bill Clinton
+and, thus far, haven't been disappointed. 
+
+President Clinton spoke of the decay of America's moral fiber and
+philosophies. He hinted at several solutions, but didn't really come up
+with a feasible end to the problems.
+
+Who could? Whatever mess we've gotten ourselves into (and it IS a mess)
+it's going to take a lot more to get us out. Perhaps we need to look
+deeper into the problems. We can see the effects - the LA riots, last
+year's Dallas Cowboys victory parade fiasco, the shootout and subsequent
+fire in Waco, gangs killing one another on the streets, carjacking and
+drive-by shootings. But what caused it?
+
+Certainly not television. Sen. Paul Simon and Janet Reno (to mention but
+two) seem to want a scapegoat, and television is it. They seem to
+believe that with lessened violence on the small screen and viewer
+discretion warnings that America's seeming lack of respect for human
+life will up and vanish. It isn't going to happen.
+
+Television, as does movies, reflect what the public wants to see. If
+we didn't want it, they wouldn't put it on. It's that simple. As a
+culture, we thrive on John Wayne Bobbitt's severed penis story. We adore
+the drama of Tonya Harding's battle to clear herself of Nancy Kerrigan's
+attack. We lust to learn more of Michael Jackson's alleged molestations
+of children. 
+
+They put on what we want to watch. Television doesn't corrupt. People
+do. Change what we want, and television changes to reflect that. We
+can't blame the source on the end result. It just doesn't work that way. 
+
+It isn't the guns, either. I'm all for gun control, but I'm convinced
+that it's really too late for it. If there wasn't the violence, there
+wouldn't be the guns. Taking away guns is really only tackling the
+expression of the problem and not the problem itself. Knives kill, too.
+People will always find a way to kill. 
+
+And it isn't drugs. To be sure, drug use (and theft to buy drugs)
+involves itself in a tremendous amount of crime. But if it wasn't drugs,
+it would be something else. Remember prohibition? It was alcohol then.
+To be honest, I believe in drug legalization. But even that wouldn't
+stop the violence. 
+
+If it isn't television, if it isn't guns, if it isn't drugs - what is
+it? That's what we need to ask ourselves. We need to ask ourselves, both
+individually and as a culture, a lot of hard questions.
+
+We want to hear the worst of those around us. Why? Perhaps to better
+ourselves. Perhaps to prove that they, too, America's larger than life
+pop icons, are merely human. Maybe it's a form of self-hate, loathing
+what we feel we've become and feel powerless to stop?
+
+Why do we vote Bill Clinton into public office and, when he proceeds to
+do everything that he said he would do - more so than the last twelve
+years of presidents - we lambast him and tear him down? Why do we want
+the underdog and, when we get him, abandon him to the wolves?
+
+Why are we, as Americans, so unforgiving of even the slightest flaws in
+our neighbors, flaws we know we have in ourselves? Why would we rather
+hurt our own people than trust the man across the street?
+
+Why do we value life so little that we'll walk away as a stranger is
+beaten or raped on our own street? Why do we hate instead of love? And
+why is it that if we DO choose to love we're looked down upon by those
+who sneeringly chose hate as their totem? 
+
+I could ask a thousand more "whys". Why is it "cool" not to give a damn?
+Why is it okay to hate someone who's different than you are? Why are we
+afraid to ask these questions?
+
+I don't have the answers. I wish I did. But I'm NOT afraid to ask the
+questions. We must all ask the question, of ourselves, of each other.
+And we mustn't be afraid to learn the answers. Above all else, we must
+not be afraid to change.
+
+Indeed, we must embrace change. We must look into ourselves and see us
+for what we truly are. If we don't instill good, solid values into our
+children, no one else will. We must decide for ourselves what these
+value are to be. No one, not even a President, can decide this for you.
+
+If America wants to survive, if we want to stop killing our brothers and
+sisters, stop hurting those we love, the violence needs to end. How?
+
+I don't know. But to paraphrase a line from a song by the
+much-misaligned Mr. Jackson (whom I refuse to believe is guilty before
+proven such, despite whatever out of court settlements is made) we need
+to start with the man in the mirror. It has to start there.
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, Jan. 1994
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Fiction, articles
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Liz Shelton............................Answer Me Columnist
+  Gage Steele............................Monster BBS Columnist
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do, live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Liz Shelton works in an office all day, but by night she pokes around
+  on her computer (to include a large portion of BBSing), and practices
+  her guitar (she needs a LOT more practice).  Liz likes to write when
+  she gets the notion, as long as she doesn't have to be too serious.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Mark Denslow...........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Albert S. Johnston.....................Poetry
+  Kathy Kemper...........................Review
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  Patricia Meeks.........................Poetry
+  Todd Miller............................My View
+  J. Harlan Pine.........................Fiction
+  Sylvia Ramsey..........................Fiction
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction
+  Mike Slusher...........................Poetry
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry
+  David Ziegler..........................Poetry
+
+
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Chrles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+ 
+  Albert Johnston survived twenty years of indiscretion + twenty years
+  of trying to get my karma straight. Forty years total. He feels like
+  he's the same person he was at 18, he just moves a lot slower. He has
+  two teenage sons, which should put him in line for some sort of
+  citation.  He and his wife have been on a joint voyage of discovery
+  for the last 18 years. His main means of providing for his family at
+  this time is supervising a rag tag band of fugitive diesel mechanics
+  at the Dallas Area Rapid Transit, aka DART, in Texas. He's been doing
+  this for about ten years, but still hasn't decided what he wants to be
+  when he grows up. 
+
+  A trained economist, Kathy Kemper spends much of her time away from
+  ordinary business pursuits.  It could correctly be stated that she
+  has 'gone to the dogs' as a great deal of her time is spent with
+  her Border Collies.  These dogs dominate her life (or at least try
+  to).  She is the officer of several organizations and a free-lance
+  writer who has actually been published and paid for her works.
+  Kathy is new to the world of BBSing but seems to enjoy it greatly. 
+  She has yet to decide what she wants to be when she grows up.  
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk.
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Todd Miller is new to this writing thing. Originally from Canton, Ohio
+  he now resides in Dallas, Texas. His favorite pastimes include
+  collecting Grateful Dead shows, watching bands play, listining to
+  music, and watching football. He is not currently in college but is
+  ready to go back. His main goal is to find the "new" music before
+  anyone else and become rich.
+
+  Harlan Pine has lived in many differant places owing to the fact that
+  his father was in the Air Force.  He currently resides in North Texas
+  by choice.  Besides writing romantic vignettes, he also enjoys
+  exploring the relms of Dark Fantasy.  He is currently working on a
+  novel and several short stories.  This is his first sale. 
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Michael Slusher is not a writer. The fact that he's been published
+  once or twice is not his fault. Blame the editors. What he might be is
+  a computer geek with a weird penchant for modems and all that they get
+  connected to. He signs his paycheck over to America On-Line each month
+  and the phone company knows how to find him, despite how well he
+  hides. He generally can be found wherever fans of Mystery Science
+  Theater 3000 dwell (MSTies, they call themselves) and runs Deep 13, a
+  BBS devoted to fans of the cable TV show. A major change in his life,
+  scheduled for March '94, will cause him to be looking for a new job,
+  home, and life. Wish him luck at botsnak@aol.com
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, sargeant in the USAF and part time demigod, is
+  stationed somewhere in northern Europe.  Due to the many warrants out
+  for his arrest and psychotic acquaintances, he has asked that his
+  precise location be kept anonymous.  He and his wife Kathy spend much
+  of their free time investing in the diaper industry due to a tiny
+  Elfling that was laid upon their doorstep....recently dubbed Corey. 
+  In an effort to escape such bondage, Tommy has taken to haunting
+  various castle- ruins, playing tag-you're it with certain ugly porcine
+  creatures, reading SF and gracing his friends with poetry.  His poetic
+  style is marked with a characteristic honesty and directness that
+  ranges from the dark and brooding to startling reflections of life. 
+
+  David's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away to a few
+  friends. He then started  writing Satirical Prose and found it a great
+  stress reliever.  He lives in Sacramento with his wife Gloria and two
+  cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which gives him fodder
+  for the keyboard.  Writing to David is a kind of cleansing it is
+  something that when he has to do it he has no choice. By the same
+  token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his head.
+
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+
+
+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, we'll pull a letter or two out of our mailbag and see what
+ we wind. We reserve the right to edit for clarity and space, of course.
+ All letters will be answered, though may not necessarily appear between
+ these electronic pages.]
+
+
+
+Joe:
+
+Well, it's about time I wrote you a note concerning SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS.  It's a good, solid entry into the world of electronic
+magazines, and I'm not just saying that because you publish my work,
+feeble as it is. 
+
+Thought I'd take some time to reflect on the December 1993 issue,
+starting with "Yule," by Brigid Childs.  Brigid does a great job of
+explaining holiday symbols as derived from pagan times (her
+"Halloween" article in the October issue was equally informative), but
+I still find myself yearning for more.  I would have liked a treatise
+on *how* and *why* the early church incorporated the pagan symbols,
+the historical hue-and-cry that arose from both sides over the
+appropriation, and the present-day deniability that certain born-
+agains, Pentecostals, and Holy Rollers (fundies, tonguies, and
+rollies, according to a friend of mine) have attached to these self-
+same symbols.  But that wasn't the point, was it?  I'm looking forward
+to Brigid's piece on the vernal equinox, sure to appear in your March
+issue, right?  (Hint, hint.)
+
+"State of the Art For Awhile":  I started on VIC-20s, too, but never
+got into the online community until my C-64 and its "blazingly-fast"
+1200 baud modem.  One point in your article that I'd like to pick at,
+though:  you state your wife's company bought her a Twincom 9600
+modem, then a paragraph later you say that lightning paid a visit to
+*your* Twincom 9600 (after you had appropriated it for the BBS).
+Already taking advantage of Texas' community property laws, hmmmm?
+
+Survey -- Movie reviews only placed sixth out of nine categories?
+Maybe I need to spice them up, somehow . . . start reviewing adult
+movies, perhaps, or .fli, .gl, and .dl files from adult BBSes.  Wotta
+ya think?
+
+Movie Reviews -- Remind me to proofread, willya?  Thanks.
+
+CD Reviews -- Yer startin' ta sound like a PR flack, Joe.  Gonna go
+work for a record company soon?  <grin>  Wendy Bryson's review of the
+Vince Gill CD was too short, though -- it gave me no real flavor for
+the album.
+
+Book Reviews -- Okay, you've given me a taste, but for some reason,
+I'm not compelled to read JUMPER.  Robert's piece, on the other hand,
+has some meat to it, with something to say about STAR TREK books.
+I'll disagree with him on one point, however:  ST novels are regarded
+as canon by some people who like the subgenre -- all you have to do is
+visit any of the echomail ST conferences to see that many, many people
+regard the novels (*and* the comic books) as canon.  The same thing is
+happening to STAR WARS -- a publishing industry has appeared, and the
+Timothy Zahn books are being treated as canon, to the point that many
+readers think the Zahn trilogy will be the basis for the next movie
+trilogy, despite Lucas' repeated denials.  Some people just carry a
+good thing too far.
+
+Poetry -- My favorite poems this issue are "Personal Notes in Black
+Mirrors," by Michie Sidwell, for its layers within layers, and
+"Mi'Lord," by Patricia Meeks, for its unabashed romanticism.
+
+Fiction:
+
+"Airborne," Robert McKay -- Fascinating idea of an alternate society,
+but the story seems little more than a technical study in aircraft
+repair and crisis management.  I would have liked more about the
+society itself, especially its economic structure.  How did the
+residential flyers pay for refueling and other dirt-based resources?
+(And what happened to the "5 or 6 hours of fuel" the ship had left?
+Could another tanker really have been topped off and rendezvoused
+with them in time?)
+
+"The Squirrels," L. Shawn Aiken -- An amusing little vignette.  "Do
+Not Mock The Suicide Attack Squirrels," indeed!
+
+"The Caravan," A.M. Eckard -- I'm speechless.  I never thought elecmag
+fiction could get as good as this.  Eckard has a talent for rendering
+an "otherwhere" feeling that's almost equal to Ursula K. LeGuin, Jack
+Dann, or Gene Wolfe.  The simplicity of the prose (the sameness of
+sentence structure is annoying, despite the effect Eckard is trying
+for; another trip through the word processor would have helped) belies
+the richness of idea and understanding of atmosphere that speaks to
+Eckard's future publishing success.  Next to Gage Steele (whose prose
+is sorely missed this issue), A.M. Eckard is SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE
+SHADOWS' most talented find.
+
+Keep up the success, Joe!
+
+
+Yer bit-buddy,
+
+Bruce Diamond
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+STTS BBS is ran on TriBBS v5.1 software (registered, of course), a 33Mhz
+80386 DX computer, two IDE hard drives (120 meg and 170 meg), a Zoom
+14.4k Fax/Modem, and a VGA monitor. Soon, it'll be hooked up via a LAN
+to a 50Mhz 80486 DX with half a gig of storage space.
+
+It's run on one phone line, and the number is (214) 620-8793. At some
+point in the near future, we hope to add another node as well as a 28.8k
+Fax/Modem. 
+
+One last thing - it's entirely free. Donations are accepted (so far,
+I've only received three) but you can't buy higher access. Access is
+completely, 100% FREE. 
+
+STTS BBS carries 30+ doors (games and information), a good deal of them
+registered. We also carry four networks (RIME, Pen & Brush Net, World
+Message Exchange, and PlanoNet) as well as a large file area. The file
+area specializes in electronic magazines (carrying the entire back issue
+run of several!), texts on all subjects, and shareware text adventure
+games. Of course, there's also a wide variety of other programs to be
+had, including BBS doors, telecommunication packages, arcade/adventure
+games, offline mail readers, and more! Additionally, STTS BBS is a
+support BBS for TriBBS software and carries just about all the programs
+available out there for TriBBS. STTS BBS is also a regional HUB for Pen
+& Brush Net (P&BNet) as well as a HUB for World Message Exchange (WME).
+Lastly, we're a member of the American BBS Association. 
+
+About 70% of the callers are from Texas, as it's a Dallas-based BBS. The
+other 30%, however, are from just about everywhere else. Oklahoma,
+California, Virginia, Oregon, Kansas, Illinois - you name it. We've had
+several people from Canada and the UK call as well. Most of the long
+distance callers are SysOps calling to download STTS Magazine every
+month (those that don't get it through the net) but there's several
+"just plain users" who call to participate in the message base or
+download files. 
+
+
+Each month, we'll discuss additions and upgrades to the BBS as well as
+new door games added, nets or conferences added, and just general news
+about the BBS. We'll divide it into two sections - BBS News and Net
+News. With that said, away we go . . .  
+
+
+BBS News: 
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS is going to sponser a Legend of the Red
+Dragon tournament! That's right, Seth Able's popular LORD game will be
+used for the first in a series of game tournaments.
+
+Entry fee into the tournament is $10.00/per person, and the winner
+receives $25.00 in cash as well as mention in these electronic pages.
+
+Everyone who enters receives access to the soon-to-be-installed second,
+private note.
+
+Download LORDCONT.ZIP for more details, or look for details on STTS BBS
+or write to Joe DeRouen via any of the avenues mentioned elsewhere in
+this issue under CONTACT POINTS. 
+
+I've added a couple of new doors to the BBS. The Lost Lands (by David
+Cooke) is a wonderfully inventive role playing game in the best
+tradition of the old Infocom text adventures and Dungeons and Dragons.
+It'll soon join the growing list of registered doors on the system.
+
+The Online Legal Advisor (registered!) also joins the list of door games
+and information doors.
+
+The most popular download for January was SUN9401.ZIP, the January 
+issue of this magazine. Number two was RAH9401.ZIP, Dave Bealer's       
+wonderfully funny humor magazine. Number three was MCI.ZIP,
+a text file explaining MCI's new PC Connect plan. The fourth most
+popular file was STTSINFO.ZIP, an old file explaining the concept and
+execution of STTS Magazine. Fifth most popular was SM9401.ZIP, Lucia
+Chamber's Jan. issue of Smoke & Mirrors magazine. Four of the top five
+download were literature-related. Our callers know quality, that's for
+sure! <Grin> 
+
+The top five local message writers were 1) Joe DeRouen, 2) Shawn Aiken, 
+3) Tommy Van Hook, 4) Heather DeRouen, and 5) Robert McKay.
+
+Not counting myself, Tim Bellomy contributed the most uploads, followed
+by Alissa Harvey, Don Bird, Sara Levinson, and Danny Grider.
+
+
+
+Net News:   
+
+We've now got STTS Magazine conferences on both Pen & Brush Net
+and RIME. Check 'em out! (SysOps: Please consider picking up these
+conferences. On RIME, the channel number is 448. On P&BNet, IF you're
+using Postlink, it's 1108. If you're *not* using Postlink, ask your HUB
+SysOp)
+
+We've also added several new conferences from WME (thanks to finding a
+local HUB, Tim Bellomy's Bucket Bored BBS) as well as a few from RIME.
+As always, STTS BBS carries the full line up of Pen & Brush Net
+conferences.  
+
+The top five netmail message writers were 1) Lucia Chambers, 2) Joe
+DeRouen, 3) Robert McKay, 4) Brian Whatcott, and 5) Michael Gibbs. 
+
+The top five requested files via any of the nets on STTS was 1)
+SUN9401.ZIP, 2) P&BPOST.ZIP (info packet on P&BNet), 3) RDRM30.ZIP
+(ReadRoom v3.0 reading door), 4) SCRABFAQ.ZIP (text file on everything
+you ever wanted to know about Scrabble), and 5) LITES29.ZIP (issue 29 of
+Bruce Diamond's movie review elec. magazine LIGHTS OUT). 
+
+All in all, January was a great month for the BBS. If there's anything
+that wasn't covered in this column that you'd like to see covered next
+month, drop me a line.
+
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+This month's question: "What's the most romantic thing that you've ever
+done?" (Or ever had done for you or had happen to you)
+
+February is the month of St. Valentine's Day, so what better question to
+ask then that?
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+
+========================================================================  
+
+STTS Magazine readers,
+
+The question for the QUESTION AND ANSWERS column in the Feb. issue of
+STTS Magazine is:
+
+"What's the most romantic thing that you've ever done?" (Or ever had
+done for you or had happen to you)
+
+As always, good answers will be printed in the Feb. issue of the
+magazine. They may be edited for clarity (ie: quotes of this message
+taken out) but will otherwise remain intact. By answering this message,
+you give permission for STTS to publish your letter.
+
+Thanks, and keep reading!
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+========================================================================    
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 554    of    554       Date : 01-05-94 22:48
+Reply To: 550
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME>
+From    : Tommy Van Hook
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+The most romantic thing that has ever happened to me:  I had just
+gotten off of work (it was Spring Break '84, my Senior Year in
+High School) and my girlfriend had just come to pick me up and
+bring me back to her place (she was a Junior at LSU-Shreveport)
+for the night.  I was expecting a quiet, dark apartment where I
+could crash and sleep for a couple of hours, since we were
+planning on going to the Rocky Horror Picture Show at 2 a.m.  We
+walked in the door and on the table was a (now cold) home-cooked
+meal.  In the center of the table was a rose in a vase.  Tied to
+the vase was a heart-shaped balloon that read "Happy Anniversary
+Sweetheart".  We had been dating for one year at that point, and
+it had totally slipped my mind.
+---
+ þ MegaMail 2.10 #0:Sometimes I wonder if you are who I am.
+
+========================================================================
+
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+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 39     of     43       Date : 01/06/94 07:25
+Reply To: 36
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Grant Guenther
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+The most romantic thing I've ever done...well...i never really had the 
+chance to be truly romantic (see girlfriend for more details) but I 
+think that the most romantic thing I did was make up the story of the 
+red and white rose and tell it to her after Homecoming night.
+  The story goes similar to this:  two yellow roses (there were only 
+yellow roses then) really loved each other, one became deathly ill, the
+other tore out its pedals and bled over it (in the right words it's 
+romantic) so that the dying rose would live.  And it did--it became 
+saturated in blood and turned red and lived eternal.  The other became 
+white (because is lost all of its blood) but lived eternal, too, 
+because it was willing to sacrifice its life for its love.
+  --that's the long and short of the story...
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 42     of     44       Date : 01/06/94 14:28
+Reply To: 36
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Lisa Tamara
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+I remember a evening that my lover and I set aside just for the two of 
+us.....we'd been dating for quite a while at the point and knew all the 
+little details that made life special......we shopped for days ahead of 
+time looking for our favorites foods , set aside the whole evening, 
+turned the phone off....There was one particular dress I had that he 
+really loved.....We even made a compilation tape of some wonderfully 
+romantic music and played it while we dined.....by candlelight...
+ 
+Everything was slow and easy.....hours were whiled away in 
+conversation, massage, making love and more conversation....we didnt 
+have to rush because we knew it was our time....
+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 8      of      8       Date : 01/07/94 01:36
+Confer  : Coregroup <P&BNet>
+From    : Lucia Chambers
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Question and Answers
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Most Romantic Event:  there have been so many Joe, it's hard to
+choose which was the Most.  A close second would be the time I was out
+with a friend on his boat, and after some Long Island Bay navigational
+disasters, we found ourselves in Zach's Bay - a very secluded area of
+shallow water and many tiny, sandy islands.  We ate the most delicious
+crab salad off each other's stomachs and arms, and then washed up by
+going skinnydipping....  Perhaps the Most Romantic event was when my
+husband proposed for the fifth time, on his knees and in the middle of
+Montauk Highway; later we toasted our future by drinking champagne and
+feeding each other strawberries during a bubblebath by candlelight.
+ 
+If these are too racy to print, let me know. There are others
+which are almost as romantic but much more "proper."  <g>
+
+---
+ * Pen and Brush * (703) 644-5196
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+
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+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 16689  of  16782       Date : 01/07/94 11:01
+Reply To: 16391
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Robert Mckay
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Bought flowers for my wife on occasion - or was it my arranging for a
+church wedding (finally!) to be performed on our most recent
+anniversary?  Neither of us are terribly romantic in the usual sense of
+the word.
+ 
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.01 11-1111 þ The Point of Know Return   ÄÄKansas
+ * Pen and Brush * (703) 644-5196
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
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+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 17144  of  17185       Date : 01/09/94 09:12
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Sylvia Ramsey
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Joe,
+   My husband and I just celebrated 34 years of marriage.  We were both
+youngsters when we married.  We had a whirlwind courtship and eloped
+because we knew my parents would say no.  Ten years and two
+children later, we decided to celebrate our anniversary by getting
+married again! We did.  Only this time, we had a church wedding.  Long
+gown, tux, the whole ball of wax including a reception.  Our two sons
+were part of the wedding party.  It was funny because my husband was
+more nervous than he had been when we had eloped.  His best man had to
+help him dress because all his fingers became thumbs.  Later, when our
+youngest was in the third grade and they were talking about family in
+class, he informed them that he knew his parents were married because he
+was there.  I often wonder what that teacher thought; but, the boys
+thought it was fantastic and that was all that mattered.  Years later
+when my son married, he and his bride chose to be married in the same
+little chapel for the ceremony.  I thought that was quite a compliment.
+This may not be the kind of romantic story you're looking for; but, in
+my book it ranks right up there in the top ten!
+ 
+----Sylvia
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.50 42-7046 þ A hug warms the day and puts a smile in the heart.
+ þ TNet 3.90 ÷ P&BNet - The Imperial Palace 706-592-1344
+ 
+========================================================================
+
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+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 7579   of   7673       Date : 01/07/94 17:36
+Confer  : Net Chat <WME>
+From    : Glenda Blackwell
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : romance
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Hey there Joe:
+ 
+Here is my answer for romance:
+ 
+ 
+Sitting in front of a warm fire, with a cold bottle of champagne and
+enjoying love just looking at each other and gentle touches.
+Scented Candles burning, and slow soft music playing is all anyone needs
+for a wonderful romantic evening!
+ 
+                                           Glenda
+ 
+ * OLX 2.1 TD * The best way to appreciate something is to be without it!
+---
+ þ TriNet: Rising Star * Jacksboro,Tenn * 615-566-9778
+
+========================================================================
+
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+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 17498  of  17573       Date : 01/13/94 17:46
+Reply To: 17144
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Lyn Rust
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+This isn't so romantic as it is sexy.  And you have to understand
+that a day without onions is for me like a day without oranges is
+(was) for Anita Bryant.  ('Anybody here remember her?  Never
+mind.)
+ 
+When I was young and sexy and living single in Chicago, it was a
+tradition that I spend New Year's with my longtime girlfriend,
+Jeanne in Ann Arbor (whom I've mentioned before on here).  I'd
+take the Amtrak train in the afternoon and it was a pleasant and
+often adventurous 5-hour ride.
+ 
+One New Year's Eve afternoon, I met a cute fellow on the train
+and we began talking.  He was *very* cute.  He was so cute that
+during the course of our conversation, he told me he worked as a
+model for Playboy Magazine in their fashion layouts.  That's how
+cute he was.
+ 
+We were getting along pretty well (attracted to each other,
+actually) and I learned that he was going to his hometown to
+spend New Year's Eve with his family and didn't have any other
+plans for the night.  It turned out that he was getting off the
+train either one stop before or one stop after--I don't remember
+anymore--Ann Arbor, certainly within easy driving distance of
+Jeanne's house, so I gave him her phone number and asked him to
+call after I'd cleared it with Jeanne for this stranger (he could
+have been an ax murderer!) to come over to her house.
+ 
+Jeanne and her then-husband, Richard, the U of M professor, had
+been invited to a New Year's Eve party and had been planning to
+take me along.  But Jeanne, she of the "so-many-men-so-little-
+time" mindset, was delighted with my changed plans.  Before
+departing for the party, she busied herself making a fire in the
+fireplace, turning the lights low, putting on some lushly
+romantic music, and creating a wonderfully appealing tray of hors
+d'oeuvre.  I must mention here that Jeanne is Scandanavian, and
+she is exceptionally creative when it comes to serving what I
+call "snackies" or hors d'oeuvre.  She can make the most tired
+leftovers look like a Gourmet Magazine illustration.  The tray
+she placed on the coffeetable in front of the fireplace was
+beautiful.
+ 
+So Joe Blow or whatever his name was (I don't remember that
+anymore either) arrived, introductions were made, and Jeanne and
+Richard left for their party, Jeanne giving me an "'atta girl!"
+wink as she left, eager to hear all the details later.  So "Joe"
+and I commenced our evening and I could see that he was very
+appreciative of the hors d'oeuvres.  I was too, and while eyeing
+longingly several 1/4-inch thick slices of perfect white onion, I
+uncharacteristically disciplined myself to ignore them.  (I can
+eat an onion the way most people eat an apple, and I do so nearly
+everyday.)  After all, who knew what might happen later in the
+evening?, and I didn't want to olfactorily offend my would-be
+lover.
+ 
+At some point in our conversation and snacking by the fire, Joe
+bent his body forward over the coffeetable, and with such grace
+and elegance rarely seen in a man's movements, in the middle of a
+sentence, exquisitely casually reached with his fingers for one
+of the onion slices, and pausing momentarily between his words,
+took a perfectly round semicircle bite out of it (his teeth were
+as gorgeous as the rest of him!) chewed blissfully for a moment,
+then blithely continued talking.
+ 
+I had been thinking all along, "Will we or won't we?  Should I or
+shouldn't I?"  When I saw him eat that onion, I think my G-spot
+started vibrating.  That was foreplay enough for me!  I happily
+joined him in eating several slices of the onion, then later
+happily joined him in bed.
+ 
+The next morning, Joe shared a most amiable breakfast with Jeanne
+and Richard and me, then went back to his family, and I never saw
+him again.  But I can tell you--onions and men brave enough to
+eat them in front of a pretty woman are a great combination!
+ 
+BTW, I met my husband of 20 years, B, over an onion . . . but
+that's another story.
+ 
+:)
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.0 þ Look out!  I've got a V.32 bis and I know how to use it!
+ * InfoMat BBS (714) 492-8727 -=- READROOM & Exhibit A Support
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  EXHIBITA (#1153) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
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+
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+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 572    of    577       Date : 01/15/94 15:42
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME>
+From    : Tim Russ
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : Feb. Question
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Hi Joe,
+    Several years ago my wife shared with me that she had a need for
+more romance in our marriage.  I thought I was romantic enough already.
+I honestly couldn't understand what she wanted.
+    Being the logical computer oriented type I asked for a definition of
+romance.  The entire conversation fell apart at that point because the
+terminology she used was based in emotions while the terminology I
+understood was based in logic.  She finally just sighed and said,
+"That's ok, honey.  I love you and it really isn't killing me.  You are
+somewhat romantic already."
+    I knew that she was hurt.  I could see it in her eyes and that
+really bothered me.  So, privately, I began asking friends, associates
+and co-workers for a good definition of romance.  This went on for
+nearly three weeks.  Poor ole Tim looking for a logical way to
+understand one of the most emotional things in life.
+    Everyone that knew me thought that this was sad.  The ladies became
+frustrated because they couldn't seem to define romance.  Most of the
+guys thought I was an idiot for even trying to be romantic.  But I
+couldn't give up.  My wife had a need!
+    Finally I found an answer from a very unexpected source.  One of the
+ladies I worked with was a bitter old alcoholic prune.  She kept to
+herself and argued with everyone.  She was one of the most cantankerous
+people I have ever met.  I had avoided asking her because I *knew* she
+would not be able to give me an answer.
+    I asked another co-worker for a definition of romance when she
+happened to be in the office.  When the other lady couldn't answer the
+question she piped up.  "Romance is nothing more than putting your
+feelings into action."  I couldn't believe it.  And it was so simple
+too!
+    I went home that night and hugged my wife.  I told her that I was
+going to take her out to dinner and we would paint the town red.  She
+just smiled and told me it wasn't necessary.  Three weeks I had been
+trying to figure out what she needed!  Didn't she understand what I had
+gone through?!
+    She laughed when she saw the look on my face.  It seems that she had
+heard about my quest for understanding and had been keeping track of my
+progress.  To her, she said, that quest was the essence of romance and
+her life was now much happier.
+ 
+Tim
+ 
+ * QMPro 1.51 * Be patient with everyone, but above all, with yourself!
+---
+ þ TriNet: TriNet: North Central BBS: (317) 662-2543: Marion, In.
+
+========================================================================
+
+
+As always, I'll now attempt to answer my own question . . .
+
+One day in 1990, my wife and I were feeling depressed about something
+or other. We decided not to let it get us down, and decided to go do
+something we've always wanted to do - visit the local wildlife park. 
+
+We hopped in the car and went. The park (closed now, so I won't mention
+it's name) was in Grand Prairie, at the outskirts of town. The ride
+there was pleasant, and we talked and enjoyed one another's company.
+
+We bought some feed from the caretakers (after paying our way in) and
+set out to visit the animals. It was great! Antelopes, deer, monkeys,
+giraffes. Certainly nothing like visiting the zoo, but these animals
+were all free and out in the open, able to do as they please.
+
+We fed several animals, and my wife managed to fed a giraffe who somehow
+got his neck down to our car window. The whole day brought us closer
+together and let whatever troubles we were experiencing fall away for a
+while. I still remember that day. The park is gone now, but the memories
+are forever ours.
+
+A close second would be when, around Christmas time, I came home from my
+first day at a new job to find my wife waiting for me wearing nothing
+but a big red bow. <Grin> But that's a story for another time . . .
+
+Happy Valentine's and thanks for reading!
+
+ANSWER ME!
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                          ANSWER ME!
+                        by Liz Shelton
+
+
+
+
+Did you ever have a question about your computer or some software, and
+you just didn't know where to go to find the answer?  Well, in this
+column I'll be attempting to clear up any questions (big or small) that
+any of you may have.  I'm not claiming to be an expert by any means, but
+I am resourceful and I'll do whatever necessary to find an appropriate
+answer for any questions relating to computers, software, or general
+BBSing. 
+
+
+        Here it is, my first official ANSWER ME! column.  I had
+        tons of question just flooding in.  Well, a couple anyway,
+        and good enough to kick off my STTS debut. At least I
+        didn't have to waste any time deciding which ones to use.
+
+        Dear Liz,
+
+        I'm a closet computer geek.  I LOVE spending hours upon
+        hours at the keyboard.  It's my thing, my gig, my hobby,
+        what I live for!
+
+        Problem is, my girlfriend is jealous of my relationship
+        with my computer.  She says it's unnatural, and that she
+        should come first in my life.
+
+        Is she nuts or what?  This may not be the kind of question
+        you were expecting to address, but ANSWER ME! anyway.
+
+        Virtually yours,
+        Perplexed in Plano
+
+
+        Dear Perplexed,
+
+        You're absolutely right.  This ISN'T the kind of question
+        I was expecting, but needs must as the devil drives, and
+        I had to have SOMETHING to write about.
+
+        I was execting an EASY question, like "Would you please explain
+        the basic principle of binary code?", and instead I have to
+        deal with complexities of human relationships?  Ugh.
+
+        I've been on both sides this type of issue, and while I'm
+        not near as possessed with techie stuff as you are, I
+        do know how involved and time consuming it can be.
+
+        First, I have to wonder how you two ever got together to
+        begin with.  But since you did, and you obviously care
+        enough about her to question her sanity, I'd say a compromise
+        would be in order.  People are more important than things,
+        aren't they?  Well, aren't they?  No matter what you say,
+        they really are!  Honest!
+
+        And while I generally don't trust, or relate to people
+        who aren't interested in computers, I'd have to say that
+        most probably the answer to your question is no.
+
+        Consider yourself answered,
+        Liz
+
+
+
+        Private to Sad in Seagoville:
+
+        Attempt another connection. If the handshake is successful,
+        she's yours, if she drops carrier, it was never meant
+        to be.
+
+        Liz
+
+
+You may direct any questions to me at Sunlight Through the Shadow's BBS,  
+Pen & Brush Net, RIME, WME, or via Internet (liz.shelton@chrysalis.org).
+Send me some work to do so I won't have to bug Joe for another column!
+
+My View: The Destruction Of Good Music
+Copyright (c) 1994, Todd Miller
+All rights Reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+               The Destruction Of Good Music  
+                      by Todd Miller
+
+
+
+    As we start a new year, the main question in my mind is: What bands will
+the radio destroy this year? Thanks to MTV and the force behind FM radio,
+there is really no good underground music anymore. Don't get me wrong, I am
+proud a lot of bands got the attention they deserve, but a lot of times I
+don't like what all the attention does to the bands.
+     Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam stated at the MTV music awards back in September,
+"If it was not for music, I would of blown my head off."  I kind of feel the
+same way. I can think of many times when I was depressed, pissed off, or just
+sick of everything when music helped me get through it all. But now, I can't
+even listen to most of the bands that helped me get through my "rough" times
+because I got so sick of hearing them on the radio or seeing them on TV. I
+would not be suprised if in two months we will start hearing Jeremy or Runaway
+Train on a muzak system at the doctors office.
+     For example take Metellica. I can remember back in the mid-eighties if
+you listened to them you were considered the lowest scum of the earth. Now all
+of the "jocks" and "preps" who thought I had an I.Q. of -5 just because I wore
+a Metellica T-shirt are walking around with the whole Metellica wardrobe known
+to man. Now Metellica are making all of these videos for MTV (something they
+vowed they would never do)  and producing their albums with Bob Rock who is
+known for the Bon Jovi and Cinderella fame. I would not be suprised to hear a
+whole album of love songs by Metellica sometime in the next year.
+     Another example is the whole "Seattle sound" group of bands. Yeah, I
+still do like quite a few of them, but I have a great fear that many of them
+will sell out in the near future. As sad as it is, if it was not for the death
+of Andrew Wood from Mother Love Bone, a lot of people would not know who Pearl
+Jam, Nirvana, Soundgarden, or Alice In Chains is. Mother Love Bone was the
+founder of the "Seattle sound", and after the heroin overdose of lead singer
+Andrew Wood, surviving members of the group started Pearl Jam. Then along
+comes Eddie Vedder, the so called speaker of the whole "grung" movement. As I
+stated, I still like a few of the Seattle bands, but I fear what might happen
+after MTV and FM radio pushes it a little to far. I don't feel any of the
+Seattle bands have sold out, it's just that there is a whole new group of
+bands coming out because of their somewhat Seattle like sound. Some of these
+bands include Stone Temple Pilots (San Diego's answer to Pearl Jam), Dig (out
+of Boston, some say the next Nirvana), Urge Overkill from Chicago, and the
+Smashing Pumpkins out of Chicago. I like these bands, but it seems every five
+minutes the radio or TV is playing one of them..
+     But as I asked in the beginning of this article, who is the radio gonna
+destroy this year? Your guess is as good as mine, but I have a couple guesses.
+Watch out for the band Green Day out of Berkeley, California. The underground
+favorite for years have signed with Warner Brothers and is expecting a debut
+album out on February 1. They have the pop/punk sound and I expect MTV to
+destroy them by the end of the summer. Another band is Dig out of Boston. As I
+stated before, a lot of people are saying they are the next Nirvana. And you
+know what that means, MTV playing them every five minutes. And last but not
+least is Smashing Pumpkins out of Chicago. Sure MTV is playing them now, But I
+expect in about six months they will go on a summer tour and MTV will sponsor
+it and all you will hear will be the Smashing Pumpkins. Who knows what will
+happen this year, hopefully not what I stated.
+
+Choosing a Monster BBS 
+Copyright (c) 1994, Gage Steele 
+All rights reserved
+
+
+  What exactly IS a "Monster BBS" anyway? The definition is unclear, but
+when you find one it's obvious: a large number of nodes, disk storage
+measured in Gigabytes rather than megabytes, and several CD ROMs.
+  A Monster BBS should also be well-rounded; a variety of interests
+should be represented. Numerous (registered) doors, a comprehensive
+online chat system, many different networks, shareware distribution
+sites and technical support are all key examples of the well-rounded
+system. 
+   Each month we'll take a look at a different Monster BBS to help you
+choose the best overall system for you. 
+
+
+
+
+Monster BBS: Springfield Public Access, "SPA"
+Software:    TBBS v2.2
+Main Number: (413) 536-4365
+Location:    Springfield, MA
+SysOp(s):    Matthew de Jongh and Linda McCarthy
+Established: February, 1990
+Aprox. Size: 16 phone lines (13 high speed)
+             10 Gigabyte (24 CD ROMs)
+Access Fee:  Optional for full access
+Notes:       ASP BBS, 1993 Boardwatch Top 100 BBS No. 34
+
+Rating:      87/100
+
+
+Online Experience
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+  The new user login and questionnaire were brief and quite easy to fill out.
+SPA's administrators are more concerned that their new caller is able to see 
+the screen properly, and save the boring, legal aspects for another time.
+  Submenuing made for mostly painless navigation.  Twice, I found myself in
+an area I hadn't wanted to be, but pressing one key allowed me to back out 
+(either to the last menu, or to the Main Menu).  I was not able to find a 
+System Bulletins Page, or equivalent.  Some options were unavailable without
+subscription.  Though I was informed of this in a pleasant manner, I did 
+wonder why such options were displayed to me at all.  The most notable of this
+being the Online Chat feature, something referred to in their advertisements
+(which further claimed 'no fees' for access).
+  The file areas are well kempt, and well ordered.  Not a simple feat for
+any SysOp, but especially not so when the system shows over 125,000 files
+currently available for download.  Alternate Operating System files, including
+Amiga, Mac, and OS/2, are easy to locate in their very own areas.  Files of 
+specific interests, such as Sound-related and GIFs, are likewise segregated, 
+adding to ease of system use.
+  Online games, and there were more than 25 from which to choose, are 
+categorised by type (i.e. Trivia, Word Games, etc.).  Of the ones offered, 
+one was RIP graphics-based and one adult-oriented.  In a submenu called DEMOs,
+SPA allows their callers to help testdrive online games that have not yet 
+been registered.  
+  Internet (Usenet), FIDO, and Adultlinks NetMail services are available on 
+SPA.  For those counting the minutes on a long distance carrier, you can 
+choose to read and reply to your mail offline by using their QWK/REP mail 
+packet door.
+  Although I was given 45 minutes to peruse the system, my connection was cut
+short.  Quite abruptly, too, as there was no warning before the dreaded
+'NO CARRIER' message displayed.  I tried calling back three times, only to get
+to the login prompt, have the system freeze, and dump me again.  As I shut
+everything down, I remembered reading something in their System News (a file
+shown not long after my initial connect) that they'd crashed a few nights 
+before.
+
+Pros
+ÄÄÄÄ
+
+  Painless new caller registration.
+  Voice Support.
+  Submenuing.
+  RIP graphics capable.
+  Non-IBM files available.
+  Numerous Doors and NetMail subs.
+  Association of Shareware Professionals BBS.
+
+Cons
+ÄÄÄÄ
+
+  'No fees' untrue.
+  Possibly unstable system.
+  Garish ANSI menu colours.
+  Numerous typos throughout the system
+
+
+  I don't think SPA is quite established as a 'Monster BBS,' yet, but they do
+deserve their strong placement in the BoardWatch Top 100.  If given another
+year to tighten up a few odd loose ends, I wouldn't be surprised to see them
+rank higher.  This four year-old system could, and should, do better.
+
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THIS ISSUE...
+
+Special Valentine's issue! Several of the fiction pieces and poems are
+romance related and are sure to bring a smile to your face and a glow to
+your heart.
+
+This issue also welcome L. Shawn Aiken to the staff. Shawn has had some
+really great stories and articles in the last couple issues, and has a
+excellent article on the television show MYSTERY SCIENCE THEATER 3000 in
+this issue. It's definitely an article to check out, even if you've
+never seen the show. 
+
+This issue has more fiction than ever before. It's a trend we hope to
+keep living up to! 
+
+Check out the interview with Seth Able Robinson, creator of the popular
+LEGEND OF THE RED DRAGON and PLANETS: THE EXPLORATION OF SPACE BBS door
+games. This interview is the first in a planned series with various
+people in and out of the BBS world.
+
+Gage Steele makes her triumphant return to STTS this issue with a
+fiction piece (TOO LONG) and a new monthly column, CHOOSING A MONSTER
+BBS. Check 'em out!
+
+
+NEXT ISSUE...
+
+The March issue issue will begin the long-awaited, long-promised round
+robin fiction story. We promise, it's the March issue for sure. <Grin>
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+
+
+A Panacea for Cheezy Movies
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                   A Panacea for Cheezy Movies
+                        by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+
+
+        As a child in the 70's I would drag myself out of bed on Saturday
+mornings and watch Scooby Doo, Pebbles and Bam Bam, and the Grape Ape.  But
+the real fun came after the cartoons.  Saturday Sci Fi Theater it was called,
+and once a week I would revel in the sights of Godzilla smashing Tokyo,
+vampires turning into bats, and brave astronauts shooting at martians in deep
+space.  It was my favorite form of entertainment.
+        Then Star Wars came out.  My world shattered.  I realized that science
+fiction movies could have plots.  They could have good dialogue.  They could
+have special effects where you could swear you were seeing the real thing.  I
+realized Godzilla was nothing but a Japanese guy in a rubber suit.  I saw the
+strings holding up the fake looking vampire bat.  I understood that you could
+not fire a revolver in a vacuum.  Depressed and embittered, I turned my back
+on b-movies.
+        One day in early 1992 while I was channel surfing, I came upon one of
+these old movies.  It was "The Amazing Colossal Man", the story of a man named
+Glen, who, through a nuclear accident, grows to tremendous proportions.  But
+something was wrong.  There was a silhouette of theater seats across the
+bottom, with three figures sitting there.  But they were not just sitting
+there, they were cracking jokes about the movie.  But more than that - they
+were fighting back.  I was intrigued.
+        Later I found out its name - Mystery Science Theatre 3000.  My mother
+had told me about it.  She thought she had inadvertently turned the television
+to a religious channel and stumbled upon Christians pointing out evil things
+in movies.  What she had thought was the silhouette of a devil was in fact
+Crow T. Robot, one of the stars of the show.  The devil's horns turned out to
+be a lacrosse mask, Crow's "ear devices".
+        The premise of the show is this:  Two mad scientists, Dr. Forrester
+and TV's Frank, become angry with their janitor, Joel Robinson, so they shoot
+him into space.  Aboard the "Satellite of Love", Joel is forced to watch
+cheesy movies while the Mads monitor his mind and try to break him.  To help
+him keep his sanity, Joel builds two robots, Crow and Tom Servo, and together
+they assault the movie of the week with their lightning comebacks and
+scimitar wit.  In fact, in a two hour episode, they come up average of 700
+comebacks.  That's over five a minute.
+        But It's not just the sheer volume of jokes in each episode - it's the
+quality.  Whether dealing with bad monster flicks to 50's beatnik movies,
+they're always loaded with ammunition.  During the wonderful gem Rocket Attack
+USA, Joel notes, "I never thought the end of the world would be so annoying."
+While watching the film Rocketship XM, Crow makes a log entry for the stars,
+saying, "Dear Diary: Well, we're all going to die and it's my fault.  Our
+fiery demise is imminent, but at least I have my health, knock on wood."  And
+in the stinkburger Earth vs. the Spider, Tom Servo lets us know that "no
+spiders were squished, stepped on, flushed, or made to suffer any emotional
+distress during the making of this film.  One spider did die of old age; we
+have two letters from doctors confirming this."
+        Joel Hodgson created the show back in 1988 for KTMA, a UHF station in
+Minneapolis.  He also played the Mad's victim, Joel Robinson, from it's
+beginning until late 1993.  After 22 shows had been made the concept was sold
+to HBO, who put it on their fledgling network, Comedy Central.  The staff left
+KTMA and formed an MST3K production company called Best Brains.  The show has
+become so popular that the network airs it every day for almost 24 hours a
+week.  Joel recently left the show to pursue other things.  Mike Nelson, the
+head writer for the show, replaced Joel as the Mad Scientists' new victim.
+        One MST3K fixtures is Turkey Day.  The first episode of MST3K was
+aired on Thanksgiving, 1988, and it has become an annual event.  Each
+Thanksgiving, Comedy Central airs 30 or more hours of the show in a row, to
+the delight of the fans and to the scourge of their football spectating
+relatives.
+        Above all, the high point of the show is it's fans, commonly referred
+to as Misties.  There are some 50,000 "official" fans.  They have a tool that
+Trekkers of the 70s could only have dreamed of - computer networks, allowing
+them to range far and wide in their quest for like-minded people.  Mike
+Slusher, known as Bot Snak and the Sysop of the Deep 13 BBS, describes them
+thus, "MSTies are the greatest people I know.  I know that sounds trite, but
+it's true.  they seem to be very warm and loyal to each other and have
+boundless enthusiasm for everything MST."
+        Misties can be found on many networks throughout the country and the
+world.  CompuServe has perhaps the most Misty activity, but there are Misties
+on America On-Line, GEnie, NVN, Internet, Prodigy, and the burgeoning People
+Together Network.  Many Misties were scattered to the wind when Prodigy raised
+its rates in the summer of 1993, and as Mike Slusher said, "Prodigy was good
+for it's sheer number of messages, but it was ruled by evil dictators that
+would always ruin the fun."  Misties can also be found on many local BBSes,
+their messages being echoed through nets such as RIME and WME.
+        Why do people "become" Misties?  Perhaps Chris Cornell, a Misty know
+as Sampo, explain it best.  "I'm a MSTie, and unafraid to admit it, for two
+reasons. First, because in more than 30 years of watching TV, and 10 years of
+reviewing it professionally, MST3K is the single most intelligent, thoughtful,
+positive, elegant and side-splittingly funny comedy series I have ever
+encountered. Period. Second, because the more I meet and talk to other MSTies,
+the more I discover what an utterly charming group of people they are. I have
+a saying: "I never met a MSTie I didn't like." And when I do meet somebody
+irritating who claims to be a MSTie, I'm not surprised to discover, later,
+that they really could care less about the show and are just a hanger-on.
+It's happened over and over. The show attracts the nicest class of people:
+intelligent, sweet, polite and always very funny."
+        These "on-line" Misties have always yearned to know their pals behind
+the computer screen better.  They've exchanged photos, they've had small Misty
+parties, but as of yet, nothing has compared to the MSTieWeen party of 1992.
+Rockclimber, also know as Laura Kelley, described to me how it came about in
+an interview.  There were some plans for a convention in the late fall of 92,
+but those plans petered out.  Then Debbie Tobin, know as Kim C. on Prodigy,
+decided to have a MST Halloween Party at her home in Edina, Minnesota.  A
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+The Appearance of Vampires in Fiction
+Copyright (c) 1994, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    *The Appearance of Vampires in Fiction*
+                                 A short essay
+                                by Robert McKay
+                      Copyright (C) 1993 by Robert McKay
+
+
+    One of my favorite novels is *Dracula*, the classic by Bram Stoker.  I
+once owned a copy, before 10 moves in as many years proved the saying that
+"Three moves are as bad as a fire" in disposing of what Dickens once called
+"portable property."  I intend to own a copy again.
+    I also like the 1930 movie version of *Dracula* directed by Tod Browning
+and starring Bela Lugosi (by the way, Lugosi's accent was genuine; he was a
+Hungarian, from the same general area as the historical Vlad Tepes and the
+fictional Dracula who is partly modeled on Tepes).  Liking both, I also notice
+some discrepancies between the two, including the appearance of the count.  In
+the book, he is a big man, sporting a heavy moustache and longish, thick hair.
+Lugosi's Dracula was not small, but neither was he the massive creature de-
+scribed by Stoker.  He did not possess either the hair or the moustache of the
+Count in the book, and the distinguishing feature that has stuck with me for
+years, the "hairs in the centre of the palm", were absent from Lugosi's por-
+trayal.  And it is the 1930 movie Dracula that we remember, spoof, and write
+about, and which influences our vampire fiction to this day.
+    I am a sometime writer of non-traditional vampire stories.  They do not
+completely break with tradition, but they do depart from it in some respects.
+For instance, "Memoirs of a Reluctant Vampire", previously published in *Sun-
+light Through the Shadows*, presents a vampire who is essentially Joe Average
+- even something of a nerd - who is snared while leaving a pizza parlor and
+who now uses a pocket knife to open the vein.  Others I have written, and
+which are still (at this writing) seeking publication present the vampire as a
+loving wife; or a figure who terrorizes a town, flaunts his crime before the
+authorities, and then easily escapes; or who takes the life, without touching
+the blood - this one also escapes after a scuffle with police officers.  Per-
+haps the most non-traditional aspect of my vampires is my sympathy - I'm all
+in favor of the vampire.  This is fiction, of course; I do not believe that
+such creatures actually exist, and if they did I would be decidedly in favor
+of their extermination.  But in my writing, I am sympathetic to the undead.
+    And yet, I find that Browning's *Dracula* haunts my descriptions.  While
+Stoker's Count is not all that indistinguishable from ordinary mortals in most
+circumstances, Browning's is - although he appears on the streets of London
+unremarked, which is rather strange in view of his outlandish getup.  Stoker's
+Dracula is sufficiently normal-looking to gain no more notice than as an un-
+usually large and muscular man with odd superstitions and a strange affinity
+with wolves in his first appearances; Browning's Dracula is Borg-pale, with a
+hairstyle that is strange at best, odd clothing, and eerie mannerisms.
+    I do not, I hope it will be assumed, dress my vampires in Lugosi-type out-
+fits.  Indeed, only one of them - the loving wife - has any sort of connection
+to Stoker's Count, and that is not very significant; her connection is more
+closely to what Vlad Tepes might, in my opinion, have been had he actually
+been a vampire, and is in fact the daughter of that hypothetical undead Tepes.
+I do, however, find that they have some characteristics in common with the Lu-
+gosi portrayal.  They all have aquiline features.  They all like to dress in
+dark clothing.  They all - with the exception of the wife -comb their hair
+straight back.  They all have paler-than-normal skin.  None -fortunately, I
+think - have a Wallachian or Transylvanian accent, though in the wife's case
+it must be assumed that during her early life (which was, though this is not
+stated in the story, completely normal, she having been born before her fa-
+ther's transformation) she did possess such an accent when speaking in lan-
+guages other than her native tongue.
+    Why, since I am so dedicated to the untraditional in vampire stories, am I
+so bound, even unconsciously, to the basics of the Browning/Lugosi model?  Why
+is this true of most who write on vampires?  I can't speak for others, but I
+can speak to some degree for myself.  I say to some degree because, quite
+frankly, I am neither trained for nor terribly enamored of the deep analysis
+that is currently in vogue in literary criticism.  I do not care, for
+instance, for that school of literary comment which persisted, and perhaps
+still persists, in seeing J.R.R. Tolkien's Sauron as a picture of Hitler in
+spite of Tolkien's repeated and vehement denials that he ever intended any
+such symbology.  I prefer to think that most writers are like me - they may
+have some symbolism, some "hidden" message, in their work, but they also, like
+me, want to communicate something clearly, and therefore neither do nor can
+bury it deep in symbols and figures and dark mysteries.
+    I believe that the reason for the clinging nature of the standard vampire
+type - varied though it might be from author to author in some respects - is
+simply that the Browning/Lugosi collaboration was done so well.  Granted that
+the 1930 film did not faithfully reproduce the story of the book (not that, to
+my knowledge, *any* Dracula film has done that).  Granted that it has its
+flaws, especially in light of modern special effects and movie-making tech-
+niques.  Still, the direction by Browning and the acting by Lugosi were mas-
+terful.  The film was so well done in these regards that it has left an indel-
+ible imprint on our common knowledge regarding not just Count Dracula, but
+vampires in general.
+    Just when the craze for visible fangs, pointed hairlines, strange accents,
+and other Browning/Lugosi creations began I don't know, nor do I particularly
+care, since my desire is entertainment, not esoteric knowledge of trivia.  But
+it must have begun early.  I was born in 1960, only 30 years after the film
+was made, and as far back as I can remember, these were already settled fea-
+tures of American vampire lore.  At Halloween during my youth, as today, cos-
+tumes recreated the image of the film.
+    So I grew up, and children then and before grew up, and children today are
+growing up, thinking that the word "vampire" is synonymous with the Count Dra-
+cula created by Bela Lugosi and Tod Browning and released in 1930.  Few, un-
+fortunately in several senses, have actually read *Dracula*, and are therefore
+completely ignorant of the Count that Stoker created - a count that in physi-
+cal appearance (expect perhaps for size) was a close match to descriptions and
+portraits of Vlad Tepes.  Instead, we integrated into our cultural mythology a
+Dracula, and a vampire legend, that is only 63 years old, as compared to the
+centuries-old legends of eastern Europe that Stoker combined with myth and
+fact about Tepes to create his character.
+    Can this be reversed?  Perhaps, though I strongly doubt it.  Just as the
+myths of Santa Claus and "Play it again, Sam" are ineradicable parts of our
+culture, so the Browning/Lugosi Count Dracula has been indelibly imprinted on
+our collective frame of mind.  However, it would be well if we who love hor-
+ror, and more particularly those of us who enjoy vampire stories, would do our
+best to not cling too strongly to this image.  Who knows - in 100 years, we
+may by our influence have managed to bring the collective view of Dracula and
+his ilk back to something more closely resembling the original conception.
+
+Seth Able Robinson Interview
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month in these electronic pages, we'll be presenting an interview
+with someone important to the BBS world or just to the world at large.
+This month, we'll be talking to Seth Able Robinson.
+
+Seth Able Robinson is the author of the very popular LEGEND OF THE RED
+DRAGON and PLANETS: THE EXPLORATION Of SPACE BBS door games.  I conducted
+this information via e-mail on Seth's BBS sent back and forth over a
+period of about a week.
+
+
+
+
+Joe DeRouen: Tell us a little about yourself, Seth.  Where were you born?
+             How long have you been programming?  Are you married?
+
+Seth Able Robinson: Ok..  I was born in Hunington Beach, California, in
+                    December of 12/06/74. (Yes, I'm 19 now) My family
+                    later moved to Oregon, where I have lived ever
+                    since.  When I was 10 I knew I wanted to work with
+                    computers after only watching a few Star Trek
+                    episodes.  My parents finally helped me to get a
+                    computer by looking at a campsite and getting a
+                    Commodore 16 as a prize.
+
+JD: What did you think of it?
+
+SAR: I was elated!  I studied the manual and started writing programs
+     immediatly!  (The single cartridge it came with didn't hold my
+     attention very long, so what choice did I have?) The only problem
+     was that I could not save what I did.  So you can imagine how happy
+     I was when I found a data-cassette under the tree that Christmas!
+     Anyway, from there I just kept upgrading machines & equipment.
+
+JD: When did you first release LORD?  What is LORD 3.02 like compared to
+    the original version?  What improvements?
+
+SAR: I released LORD on my Amiga BBS when I was 14.  I ran a small BBS.
+     (Same number & name as the one I run now) I wrote LORD for one
+     reason.  So people would call my BBS EVERY DAY and use the message
+     bases.  I had a few games but none that were 'right'.  Some had no
+     time limits, (I only wanted people playing for 10 minutes so that
+     they would have plenty of time to read messages) but most games
+     were just blah.  So I wrote LORD.  After experiencing lots of
+     success on my system, I realized I needed to create an IBM version
+     - Amiga BBS's were/are very rare.  Since I didn't have an IBM
+     Computer to write it on I wrote LORD 1.6 at a friends house on a
+     386-16 with a meg of ram.  I was able to get my hands on Turbo
+     Pascal, I had used C on the Amiga and I could see that they were
+     very simular, just different keywords and such.
+
+JD: How long did it take you to learn Turbo Pascal?
+
+SAR: It took about a month of going over late, and staying late, to
+     learn Turbo Pascal and write LORD 1.6.  (Heheh, I didn't know what
+     ALPHA or BETA testing was back then..So revisions came fast and
+     furious...(Not much has changed I guess?)) In time I was able to
+     buy my own IBM with registration money.  This was really great for
+     me! I was finally being able to program at home!  So I released 2.1
+     IBM, which was the first version that was better than the Amiga
+     one.
+
+JD: What do you think about the shareware concept?
+
+SAR: I learned Shareware is like a snowball, picking up more and more
+     users as it rolls across the country -  I suppose a better analogy
+     would be Shareware is like a disease.  Always spreading and
+     reaching more people.
+
+JD: Sounds painful!  Where did the names of the monsters and weapons
+    come from in LORD?
+
+SAR: Hehehe, a few of them are from favorite books and authors.  I
+     really respect the fantasy writers that can make me stay up all
+     night to finish their book.  Most of the enemies and such, are my
+     own creation, sitting around with friends making things up.  One
+     enemy I should mention is "Rude Boy".  This creature is from a 128
+     RPG I created a long time ago which LORD is loosely based on.  I
+     don't know why, but I love this guy.  "Rentaki's Pet" is from a
+     weird dream I had.
+
+JD: Why did you install yourself as the bard?  Do you enjoy women
+    fighting for your attention? <Grin>
+
+SAR: <Grins hugely>  Er, the truth is I never expected my game to go any
+     further than my own Amiga BBS.  I created it kinda personalized,
+     for fun.  So he is part of the game now!  I am flattered when I get
+     fan mail from females, it's always nice to be noticed.
+
+JD: What about Planets? Tell us a little background information on that?
+
+SAR: Planets: TEOS is a very different game than LORD - Rarely do people
+     LOVE both these games, usually they like one much more than the
+     other one.  TEOS requires a bit more strategy, and is more a
+     thinkers game, where LORD is a bit more a Hack N Slash.  Both games
+     require strategy, but TEOS requires a but more learning before you
+     become good at it.
+
+JD: Which is the most popular of the two?
+
+SAR: LORD is by a long shot.  Of course, LORD has been around a lot
+     longer, Planets: TEOS was only released last year and a lot of
+     people have still never even heard of it.
+
+JD: Do you plan any updates to Planets: TEOS?
+
+SAR: I'm thinking about this.  I want to come up with some truly
+     inovative ideas to make this game even more unique - and fun.  I
+     don't want to create a new version merely because people want RIP
+     and Multi-node support, I want to add to the game.
+
+JD: Are you working on any other games? Do you plan to release any other
+    games in the future?
+
+SAR: I'm working on several different ideas now - Doors, local games,
+     and even games that are not shareware.  Right now, a Local VGA RPG
+     is in the planning stages.  This allows so much more
+     personlization, character development and graphics...You lose the
+     fun of killing real people, but the total experience should more
+     than make up for that loss.
+
+JD:  What kind of money are you making from your games?
+
+SAR: Plenty.  <G>  I'm completly supported by LORD alone right now, but
+     I know I need to take this 'bonus' time and use it to create
+     something that will return profits a year or two from now...(The
+     time it takes to be 'spread').
+
+JD: How long has your BBS been up? Tell us about your BBS?
+
+SAR: The Darkside (Tales From The Darkside inspired this btw) has been
+     up for 5 or 6 years now.  It's always had a very active message
+     base, and that is what I'm most proud of.
+
+JD: What software do you use? What's the #? (etc.)
+
+SAR: I run Renegade.  We've got two high speed nodes, and are adding
+     more.  We have over 2000 users and 3 packed out LORD games!
+     The Darkside (503) 838-6171 (Both lines)
+
+JD: Do you register (other people's) doors for your BBS?
+
+SAR: I would if I ran any.  I do register any util or game or anything I
+     use, and think is a quality product.
+
+JD: What door games do YOU play most?
+
+SAR: I LOVE Trade Wars!  I loved 1.03, and I love V2.0.  I don't mean to
+     brag, <ahem>  but I've blown up a few traders in my time!  I think
+     it's the best door ever created, bar NONE.
+
+JD: What're your overall plans for the future?
+
+SAR: I don't know... Stay free, make Robinson Technologies into a
+     household word, and I hope I never create a game that *I* wouldn't
+     like.
+
+JD: Thanks for talking to us, Seth. Do you have any closing comments?
+
+SAR: Oh...I'm not married.  I love Mortal Kombat 1 & 2, I like to surf,
+     (yes even the Oregon Coast) golf, play basketball, ride horses,
+     stay fit and go places to think.  (I love living so close to the
+     ocean!)  One last thing - My education - I thought it might be
+     important to let you know that I have never been to school.  I was
+     homeschooled, by a great mom.  Woah!  I almost forgot to plug my
+     new version of LORD, V3.02.  RIP and multi-node support are a few
+     additions to this wonderful game.
+
+JD: Anything else?
+
+SAR: NEVER STOP PLAYING GAMES!
+
+JD: Thanks a lot, Seth.  Good luck with LORD 3.02 and all your future
+    endeavors!
+
+
+ -----------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+     Seth can be reached by anyone via the following methods:
+
+     DarkSide BBS: (503) 838-6171 (both lines)
+     FIDO NET MAIL on Field Of Dreams BBS  (Not MY BBS!)
+     Mail Seth Able at 1:3406/13.
+     You can also FREQ the latest versions of both games by using the magic
+     names of LORD and PLANETS from the above address.
+     Compuserve: 73502,2755
+
+     The most current release filename for LORD is LORD302.ZIP
+     The most current release filename for PLANETS:TEOS is PLAN112.ZIP
+
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+
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+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  SCHINDLER'S LIST:  Steven Spielberg, director.  Steven   ³
+        ³  Zaillian, screenplay.  Based on the novel by Thomas      ³
+        ³  Keneally.  Starring Liam Neeson, Ben Kingsley, Ralph     ³
+        ³  Fiennes, Caroline Goodall, Jonathan Sagalle, and Embeth  ³
+        ³  Davidtz.  Universal Pictures.  Rated R.                  ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Spielberg's first "serious" film, THE COLOR PURPLE (1978),
+     met with mixed box office and critical success when it was
+     released; for my money, it was his best artistic effort (some
+     critics would argue for JAWS, 1975, or DUEL, 1971) until
+     SCHINDLER'S LIST.  Spielberg was known mostly as an image-driven
+     director before COLOR PURPLE, blatantly pushing the audience's
+     buttons without a nod toward subtlety.  In this respect, he would
+     never advance into the first tier of American directors (peopled
+     with the likes of John Ford, Howard Hawks, Alfred Hitchcock --
+     although Hitch started as a British director, he became the
+     quintessential American director throughout the sixties --
+     Francis Ford Coppola and Martin Scorsese).  Critics advanced
+     theories (too mired in popular culture, not enough depth in
+     "traditional" cinema, etc.) concerning Spielberg's so-called
+     superficiality, and attributed the same faults to conspirator-
+     in-entertainment, George Lucas.  To a very small extent, they may
+     have been right; even with THE COLOR PURPLE, Spielberg's button-
+     pushing became evident, especially through comic moments (Oprah
+     Winfrey striding purposefully through a field of corn, a shiner
+     covering one eye; her husband's slapstick confrontation with their
+     roof) and in scenes of high emotion (Whoopi Goldberg standing on
+     the porch, straight-razor gleaming in her hand, torn between
+     shaving Mister -- Danny Glover -- or slitting his throat).
+     Spielberg was still married mostly to the image then, in such a
+     way that it occasionally overrode his story sense.  Witness
+     Shug's rousing spiritual number at the end of the movie, complete
+     with traveling choir, as she leads the way from the beer house to
+     the church for Mister's funeral.  Shug's "salvation," represen-
+     ting as it does Whoopi's salvation and the healing of the town's
+     schism, really makes no dramatic sense as staged, because the
+     emotion of the moment overshadows what the movie is really about:
+     the defining of African-American roles as a free people in the
+     early part of this century.  The image of that traveling choir,
+     and the music, is about as stirring as you'll find in a
+     Spielberg movie (it moved me to tears on first viewing), but it
+     sews disparate people, emotions, and messages into too neat a
+     bow, giving the movie a happy ending it really shouldn't have
+     aimed for.  (I'll only mention Spike Lee's criticism of the scene
+     as "happy darkies down on the farm" long enough to partially
+     agree with him.)
+
+          SCHINDLER'S LIST is another case, completely.  Here,
+     Spielberg is dealing with his own pain instead of someone else's.
+     (More than one critic of COLOR PURPLE has called that previous
+     film as one white man's apology for 400 years of slavery, but
+     again, that criticism shoots wide of the mark).  SCHINDLER'S is
+     an intensely personal film, and for all of that, it is also an
+     immensely entertaining one.  Perhaps entertaining is an odd word
+     to use in conjunction with a film concerning the Holocaust,
+     especially a film that shows the brutality of that event in gut-
+     wrenching details.  Realize that I'm not speaking of comedy or
+     the frivolous nature of a Hollywood thriller here (you want an
+     insulting version of the Holocaust and WWII, just rent the
+     screamingly awful SHINING THROUGH, a 1992 piece of dreck that
+     starred Michael Douglas and Melanie Griffith).  SCHINDLER'S is
+     entertainment of the first magnitude: a gripping human drama
+     that clocks in at three hours and 20 minutes while barely feeling
+     that it's over two plus change.  Spielberg has managed to
+     reawaken the Nazi monstrosity and show it to us in such frighten-
+     ing detail that a new generation of movie-goers will have a hard
+     time forgetting that the Holocaust really *did* happen.
+
+          Spielberg's visual and manipulative magic (so blatantly
+     obvious, yet thrilling in JURASSIC PARK) is still present, but
+     here it serves the story rather than overshadowing it.  Scenes
+     that seem to be pure Spielbergian invention (a boy hiding in a
+     latrine cesspool as Nazi stormtroopers sweep through the camp; a
+     frighteningly-vulnerable scene in the camp showers) are based on
+     reality and only spiced by Spielberg's cinematic "reality."
+     SCHINDLER'S is just further proof that the horrors of real life
+     can transcend anything we can imagine.  Real horror is never
+     cathartic; instead it's depressing, sickening, and most times
+     beyond our comprehension.
+
+          SCHINDLER'S LIST portrays Oskar Schindler (Liam Neeson) as
+     he was, with no apologies:  opportunistic, egotistical, and
+     demanding.  He was a man used to the finer things in life and
+     found a way to further his fortune at the expense of others.  He
+     approaches Isaac Stern (Ben Kingsley) with an idea for a factory,
+     totally funded by Jewish money, since Jews could no longer run
+     businesses in occupied Poland, and staffed by Jewish workers, the
+     cheapest labor around.  Schindler rationalizes the business deal,
+     stating that it will provide a means for Jews to remain employed,
+     thereby delaying their "resettlement" into the camps, and it will
+     also provide Jews with a source of black market goods -- pots and
+     pans -- that they can, in turn, trade for the essentials like
+     food and clothing.  We later see that the occupied territory has
+     a thriving black market (Schindler obtains his wardrobe and other
+     items of luxury through street contacts), so there is some truth
+     to his words.  By presenting Schindler in this seemingly-sympa-
+     thetic light, Spielberg has opened himself up to criticism that
+     he means for this war profiteer to be regarded as a hero who had
+     only the best interests of the Jewish people at heart from the
+     very start.  And by presenting Schindler as this shining knight,
+     the naysayers contend, Spielberg unfairly confers sainthood on
+     him, reducing the Jewish plight to a mere power struggle and
+     trivializing their efforts to survive.  That is a cynically
+     shallow reading of Neeson's portrayal and Spielberg's complex
+     presentation of the turmoil within Oskar Schindler and how it
+     mirrored the turmoil around him.  You'd have to be blind to
+     regard Schindler as a saint from the time he proposes the
+     business deal; throughout most of the movie, constantly refers to
+     his workers as "*my* Jews," reducing them to the equivalent of
+     machinery, as anonymous and interchangeable as the tools they
+     work with, and he's constantly embarrassed when confronted with
+     his workers' problems on an individual basis.  "Never do that to
+     me again," he warns Stern, after the bookkeeper/plant manager
+     brings an elderly worker to Shindler's office so the old man can
+     thank the German for his job.  The confrontation with his own
+     conscience (essentially, Stern acts as Schindler's conscience
+     throughout much of the film) unnerves him and serves to remind
+     him that he has an obligation to these people, an obligation to
+     keep them as safe as one person can in war-torn Europe.
+
+          Schindler's inner growth and acceptance of his ultimate
+     responsibility seems to occur in inverse proportion to the
+     depravity around him.  His first full awakening to the horrors
+     Germany is visiting on central Europe comes when he visits a
+     fellow SS officer, Goeth (played with disturbing intensity by
+     Ralph Fiennes) at an Austrian concentration camp.  Goeth
+     represents the absolute worst in the Nazi character:  he shoots
+     prisoners at random from his balcony, more for his own amusement
+     than anything else.  Goeth's hypocrisy disturbs Schindler more
+     than the man's cruelty -- while he guns down Jews by day, he
+     professes his devotion to his Jewish maid (Embeth Davidtz) by
+     night.  When "his" Jews are rounded up for the camps, Schindler
+     finally takes action and owns up to his conscience.  He and
+     Stern put together a list (the titular list) of Jews that worked
+     in the factory, and then go beyond their original list in an
+     attempt to save as many people as possible.  Everything that
+     Schindler has done to make his own life comfortable is now in
+     turn laid on the line to save his workers.
+
+          Goeth as a character bothers me.  Though based on reality, I
+     can't help but consider Goeth an almagamation of Nazis, serving
+     as the representative for all of the Third Reich's sins.  As
+     such, he comes across as more monster than man, and harder to
+     relate to on a human level.  Of course, we've all heard stories
+     of Nazis as bad as, and worse than, Goeth, but the on-screen
+     depiction somehow passes our saturation level for cruelty, to a
+     point where we can become inured to the character's depravity.  I
+     don't know where the fine line is, nor if Spielberg really could
+     have presented Goeth in any other way, but after a fashion the
+     character began to join the ranks of the storybook Nazis so
+     prevalent in Hollywood movies about WWII and the Holocaust.
+     Perhaps I'm the only one who reacted this way to Goeth, but after
+     his third scene of sniping from his balcony, he seemed at one
+     remove from the heart of the problem and he became a stereotype.
+
+          I'm still in awe of Steven Spielberg's achievement.
+     SCHINDLER'S LIST is one of the best films of 1993, and is,
+     indeed, one of the best films of the past few years.  Spielberg's
+     use of black-and-white imagery goes beyond the usual reasons for
+     the form:  portraying the world in shades of gray, even during a
+     time when the world seemed polarized into black and white;
+     lending an historical/documentary feel for the subject matter
+     (which the intense, hand-held camerawork also augmented); or even
+     to just make an artistic statement with light and shadow.  Spiel-
+     berg has recreated his family history (not literally, but the
+     film feels that personal) and captured a point in time when the
+     utter ruthlessness of humanity helped create some of the race's
+     truly shining moments of individual grace and honor.  As a
+     people, we have all been to the heart of the fire, and we are
+     stronger, and hopefully, more compassionate for having been there.
+
+     RATING:  10 out of 10.
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿        ³  BLINK:  Michael Apted, director.  Dana Stevens, screen-  ³
+        ³  play.  Starring Madeleine Stowe, Aidan Quinn, James      ³
+        ³  Remar, Peter Friedman, Bruce A. Young, Paul Dillon,      ³
+        ³  Matt Reith, and Laurie Metcalf.  New Line Cinema.        ³
+        ³  Rated R.                                                 ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Boy, howdy, was I wary of this thriller.  The publicity had
+     all the earmarks of the done-to-death "body parts controlled by
+     previous owner" plot (… la THE HAND, 1981, starring Michael
+     Caine, and directed by *Oliver Stone*!; and the equally-bad BODY
+     PARTS, 1991), a plot that I find dubious, at best, to construct a
+     movie around.  (Following the "logic" of films like these, you'd
+     want to screen *every* blood transfusion you get, to make sure
+     your heart won't be pumping criminal intentions with every beat;
+     it's a ludicrous premise, and I've yet to see a successful film
+     made from it).  Well, I was pleasantly surprised to find that
+     BLINK contains a fairly-original hook, and is a well-crafted
+     thriller, at that.
+
+          Emma Brody (Madeleine Stowe), blind from age eight thanks to
+     her abusive mother, receives new corneas and new perception of
+     life, thanks to a talented doctor and a thoughtful donor.
+     (Remember the donor angle, it comes up again later.)  She's
+     apprehensive about the operation at first, and that anxiety be-
+     comes well-merited when Brody unknowingly becomes the only
+     witness to a terrible murder that occurs in her own Chicago
+     apartment building.  The case throws her together with a rough-
+     and-tumble cop, played by Aidan Quinn, who doggedly pursues the
+     case even though his only eyewitness was blind just six short
+     weeks before the incident.  Their relationship (and yes, gawd
+     help us, they do fall into each others' arms after a while, never
+     mind the ethics of the situation; I'm tired of this easy
+     violation of professional ethics that pervades film, but that's
+     another soapbox for another time) marks the bedrock of reality
+     that everything else in BLINK eddies around.  It's a relationship
+     based on a sharp perception of real life:  they argue, they
+     complain, they even give and receive compliments in an offhand,
+     uncomfortable manner, so natural that you could believe Stowe and
+     Quinn were "hooked" together in some way.
+
+          Speaking of hooks, the side effect of Brody's eye surgery is
+     what makes Detective Hallstrom's (Quinn) job so difficult:  not
+     only does the world drop in and out of focus for most of the
+     movie, but Brody suffers from a malady called perceptual delay.
+     Essentially, the character suffers from a visual image lag, as
+     her doctor explains; what she sees one moment may not clearly
+     register until hours later.  When Brody sees the killer on the
+     stairs of her apartment complex, she mistakes the blurred image
+     for the building manager.  It isn't until the next morning that
+     she realizes she saw an intruder.  That, and the mysterious
+     sounds she heard coming from the apartment above her are what
+     sends her to the police.
+
+          As the plot thickens, Hallstrom discovers the killer is a
+     serial murderer, and somehow, the donor of Brody's new corneas is
+     connected.  That's revealing a bit of the surprise, but it won't
+     ruin the movie for you, because there's so much more to it than
+     that.  Eventually, you may not find yourself actually caring
+     about the motive behind the murders, but the killer himself, and
+     the visual tricks (some employing computer effects, especially
+     "morphing") will keep you jumping with practically every scene.
+     As an added kick, Hallstrom and Brody have a connection before
+     the case even begins, as shown in an opening scene that'll either
+     have you howling or turning up your nose in distaste.  That one
+     scene will either sell you on Quinn's character, or make you give
+     up on him.
+
+          Of course, for me, the inclusion of Emma Brody's job as a
+     fiddler in an Irish bar band is just an added perk to a
+     satisfying thriller.
+
+     RATING:  6 out of 10
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER:  Jim Sheridan, director.     ³
+        ³   Terry George and Jim Sheridan, screenplay.  Based on    ³
+        ³   Gerry Conlon's autobiography, PRESUMED INNOCENT.        ³
+        ³   Starring Daniel Day-Lewis, Peter Postlethwaite, Emma    ³
+        ³   Thompson, John Lynch, Corin Regrave, Beatie Edney,      ³
+        ³   and John Benfield.  Universal Pictures.  Rated R.       ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          So where does real cruelty exist?  Is institutionalized
+     cruelty inherently eviler than random acts of guerrilla warfare
+     and/or terrorism?  Ask a member of British government, you'll get
+     one answer; ask an IRA terrorist, and you'll get the polar
+     opposite.  Caught in the middle is the apolitical, petty thief
+     Gerry Conlon (Daniel Day-Lewis), who happens to be of the wrong
+     nationality, in the wrong place, at the wrong time.  When the IRA
+     blows up a London pub, killing five people and wounding dozens
+     more, Conlon and three of his mates are tagged as the scapegoats,
+     sentenced to life in prison with no hope of parole.  Also caught
+     in the government's web of deceit and false accusations are
+     Conlon's father, Guiseppe (Peter Postlethwaite), amongst other
+     family members.
+
+          If this hadn't actually happened, you'd probably find
+     yourself shaking your head over the alleged improprieties
+     attributed to the British government.  Indeed, you'd say to your-
+     self, who could believe that a self-declared democracy would
+     *knowingly* punish innocent people, especially *after* they learn
+     the truth behind the incident?  Something like this happens only
+     in countries like China or Russia, right, where civil rights are
+     routinely trampled under the State's hobnailed boots?  It can't
+     happen in 1974 London.
+
+          Wrong.  It can, and it did, and what makes it even more
+     reprehensible is the British government *covered up* its own
+     ineptitude, its own *crimes*, for 15 YEARS.  In a way, justice
+     was eventually served, but not for everyone concerned, and not as
+     far-reaching as it should have been (according to the final text
+     that appears on-screen).  No matter where you stand on Ireland/
+     England relations or the official status of the IRA and its
+     political arm, the Sinn Fein, you'll find yourself outraged that
+     a supposedly free country can run roughshod over an individual
+     any time it wants to.  Without getting onto a soapbox, I hasten
+     to add that it happens in this country, too -- and all too often.
+
+          Daniel Day-Lewis has got to be one of the ten best actors
+     working in film today.  He molds himself so *perfectly* to the
+     role he's portraying, subsumes himself so completely into his
+     character, that you can't imagine anyone else in the part.  Day-
+     Lewis breathes life into characters that are already multi-
+     dimensional, that's how talented he is.  Practically anyone with
+     a modicum of talent can make a one-dimensional character come to
+     life (witness nearly any role that the classically-hammy William
+     Shatner takes on, even aside from Captain Kirk), but to take such
+     complex, diverse roles as Christy Brown in MY LEFT FOOT (1990),
+     Hawkeye in LAST OF THE MOHICANS (1992), Newland Archer in THE AGE
+     OF INNOCENCE, and Gerry Conlon in the film under discussion (per-
+     haps the roughest and most blue-collar of the four named roles)
+     and make every one of them a distinct person is the work of a
+     true artist.  Watch Day-Lewis as he ages Conlon from an aimless
+     street punk to a bitter, determined adult, wise to the ways of
+     those in power and wary of those who wield it.  His very bearing,
+     how he carries himself, the purpose that comes into his stride
+     and into his stare, make Gerry Conlon that much more real, and
+     his plight that much more painful.
+
+          Almost as astonishing is Peter Postlethwaite as Conlon's Da,
+     a man caught up in the confusion of his son's celebrated arrest.
+     The screenplay twists convention and fact by pairing father and
+     son in the same prison cell, but what we learn about their
+     relationship, and how adversity actually strengthened it,
+     couldn't have been depicted any other way.  It's a brave story-
+     telling choice, based on fact and an existing autobiography as
+     this movie is, but it works.  In fact, it may have worked too
+     well, in that after the initial set-tos about their situation,
+     Conlon Senior and Junior become almost otherworldly in their
+     solidarity and respect for each other.  Surely, the real-life
+     Conlon analogs still had their disagreements, but after Guiseppe
+     falls ill in prison, the movie shows nothing but sweetness and
+     light between them.  The smoother relationship allows the movie
+     to focus more on Gerry's discussions with the lawyer who
+     eventually takes on their case against the British government
+     (played a little *too* intensely by Emma Thompson), but it does
+     show how distorted even a right-minded film like IN THE NAME OF
+     THE FATHER can become.
+
+          You might be surprised that even though this film seems like
+     a diatribe against the British government, the IRA is portrayed
+     in an unflattering light as well.  I was pleased with the presen-
+     tation of cold fact, rather than the patriotic banner that the
+     story could have easily metamorphosed into.  IN THE NAME OF THE
+     FATHER is even-handed in its indictments, and eminently watchable
+     for its compelling story of wrongs committed and made right.
+
+     RATING:  9 out of 10
+Lyrical Leanings
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+OTHER VOICES -  OTHER ROOMS
+Nanci Griffith   
+Elektra Entertainment                  
+1993
+
+
+OTHER VOICES - OTHER ROOMS is basically an inverted TWO ROOMS -
+CELEBRATING THE SONGS OF ELTON JOHN & BERNIE TAUPIN. Instead of many
+different artists singing John & Taupin's tunes, folk singer Griffith
+tries her hand at recreating several different entertainers works. 
+
+It really doesn't work. To be sure, the album has some highlights.
+Griffith sings BOOTS OF SPANISH LEATHER as well or better than Bob Dylan
+ever did. The song seems inspired, and she carries it through with
+typical Griffith flair and style.
+
+Unfortunately, this performance doesn't often repeat throughout the
+album. There are a couple of other highlights in the seventeen-track CD
+- Nanci's intrepretation of Ralph McTell's FROM CLARE TO HERE and Townes
+Van Zandt's TECUMSEH VALLEY, to name two - but the album lacks her usual
+freshness and sense of exhuberant energy.
+
+If you're a Griffith fan, you should check this one out. Even if you
+don't think much of it, it's part of the collection. If you've never
+listened to Griffith before, you might do better checking out 1988's
+LITTLE LOVE AFFAIRS or 1989's STORMS. Both these albums showcase the
+tremendous talent that is Nanci Griffith, and thus far seem to be the
+pennacle of her career.
+
+After listening to OTHER VOICES - OTHER ROOMS, I got the sense that this
+was but a transition in Ms. Griffith's career. A pause, if you will.
+Keep an eye on her - there's more yet to come from Nanci Griffith.
+
+
+My score, on a scale of one to ten: 5
+
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Liz Shelton
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        Music review     
+        Liz Shelton
+
+        Antenna  by ZZ Top
+        RCA 1993
+
+        It's been a while since we've heard from my favorite
+        little power trio, ZZ Top.  And worth the wait it was.
+        The "little ol' band from Texas" has done us right and
+        showcased what makes us love them so much.
+
+        Gibbons jams on this one, and gives us a little of that
+        "Fuzzbox Voodoo" that has been the staple of the ZZ Top's
+        music mystique.  If you're a fan of the later ZZ Top
+        releases, (Recycler, Afterburner, Eliminator) you'll love
+        this one.
+
+        I personally would like to see them stretch a bit more, or
+        even further back (say, back to the Deguello days). But the
+        boys still know how to rock and roll in fine fashion.
+        All of this considered, I give them a hefty 7 1/2 on that
+        1 to 10 scale.
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+WINTER MOON
+Dean Koontz
+Ballantine Fiction
+$6.99 (US), $7.99 (Canada)
+
+
+
+I've only read two Dean Koontz books in my life. MR. MURDER and his new
+one, WINTER MOON. If his other offerings live up to the standard set by
+these two, I'll be a fan for life.
+
+At first set in LA, WINTER MOON tells the tale of police officer Jack
+McGarvey, his wife Heather, and their son Toby. It also tells the tale
+of Eduardo Fernandez (father of Jack's first partner Tommy, who was
+killed in the line of duty over a year ago) who lives in a secluded part
+of Montana, setting up a beautiful point-counterpoint comparison between
+the two areas and the lifestyles inherent in each.
+
+Within the first few pages, Jack is gunned down by a hot hollywood
+director high on PCP. His second partner is killed, as is the owner of
+the service station where the violence took place. Only Jack and the
+owner's wife manage to survive. Jack, minus a kidney and suffering a
+spine fracture, is forced to spend many months in recovery and
+rehabilitation.
+
+A light in the woods calls to Eduardo Fernandez, in far off Montana.
+Eventually he heeds the call, and a fight for his life has begun. Jack
+continues to fight for his own life in the hospital, as both destinies
+draw inexorably closer and closer together.
+
+Jack recovers physically, but the mental scars still haunt him. In his
+absence, Heather turns their house into a virtual arsenal armed with
+everything from pistols to the micro uzi that wounded her husband. As
+their bills surmount and the deceased director's parents and fans
+proceed to make a martyr of the dead man, their situation spirals
+towards bleakness. Nearly out of money and with little prospects for
+getting more, a fateful inheritance couldn't come at a better time.
+
+Hundreds of thousands of dollars and an estate richer, The McGarvey's
+head for the country life of Montana . . .
+
+I won't tell you about the light in the woods, nor will I tell you of
+the McGarvey's encounters in Montana. Suffice it to say that Koontz's
+talent lies in making the hackneyed new again, in breathing exciting new
+life into old themes.
+
+This is definitely a book worth checking out. The ending is actually a
+surprise but one that doesn't come out of left field, something
+unexpected in today's horror market. And I won't spoil that ending here.
+
+My score (out of a possible 10):  8
+
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Kathy Kemper
+All rights reserved
+
+
+NIGHTMARES & DREAMSCAPES
+Stephen King
+Viking Publishers
+$27.50 (at this writing available only in hardback)
+
+
+To say I'm a Stephen King fan would be an understatement.  In fact
+he is one of only three authors who have the distinction of being
+those that I purchase in hardback.  I absolutely refuse to wait until
+the more affordable and less space restrictive paperback arrives in
+print.  
+
+Nightmares & Dreamscapes is the third short story collection of
+King's.  However, it has the dubious distinction of being his least
+attractive book.  This isn't the traditional literary criticism of
+King's works in which reviewers often find him overwritten.  This
+is the critique of one who has all of his books, and has read them
+all--most many times.  Nightmares & Dreamscapes is one I don't plan
+to re-read.  
+
+The old King is present in "Nightmares", the characterizations are
+full and well rounded; and the horror is explicit with his usual
+plot twists and ironies.  Yet there remains a difference, in this
+book, our ordinary worlds are once again disturbed by the master of
+his craft, but one is left pondering the question "why"?
+
+That is not to say that everything in the book is unenjoyable, it
+isn't.  In fact there are a couple of stories that stand out well. 
+One is entitled "The End of the Whole Mess".  Here an
+intellectually gifted person discovers that Texas is the most
+violent state (per capita) in the union, but that even here exists
+a "calmquake".  An area where violent crimes drop dramatically. 
+This area is centered around La Plata which is close to Waco. 
+Given the tragedy that occurred in that town just last year,
+perhaps another location would have proved more beneficial. 
+However, King could not possible foresee the future (or could he?). 
+
+This scientist is able to ascertain that the peaceful feelings
+people have for one another is literally "something in the water". 
+What he fails to realize until after he has concentrated the stuff
+and distributed everywhere is that there is an appalling side
+effect.
+
+Two other stories that rate mention are "The Doctor's Case" which
+is solved by Sherlock Holme's partner, Dr. Watson; and "Head Down"
+which contains no horror or remarkable twists.  It is merely the
+analysis of a season of his son's little league experiences.  In
+fact, although it isn't typical King, I enjoyed the insight in this
+historical piece much more than the other stories in the volume.
+
+The book ends with notes detailing the writing of each of the
+stories.  I always find this part interesting--a sort of mini look
+into the convoluted mind of Stephen King.  The last story, which
+appears after the story notes, is a Hindu parable which is
+incredibly thought provoking and also unlike the typical King.
+
+For those that are looking for classic King, this isn't the book to
+purchase.  And, while I recommend it on other merits to readers, I
+still suggest one wait until the paperback is released.
+
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+
+
+A Dark Red Valentine Story, Sort Of
+Copyright (c) 1994, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+               A DARK RED VALENTINE STORY, SORT OF
+
+     (c)Copyright 1994 by Franchot Lewis
+
+         "Billy!
+         "Uh?"
+         "Billy."
+         "What?"
+         "What you gonna do with that gal?"
+         "I -"
+         "I mean, Billy, we got one room in the shack back home,
+     one room and that's all. No space."
+         "Jess, Well ..."
+         "Well, what Billy?"
+         "Don't know, I reckon, Jess."
+         "Don't know?"
+         "I ain't ask her that."
+         "Well ... I reckon you should have."
+         "I thought, Jess."
+         "Thought about it, have you?"
+         "Sure, some."
+         "I reckon, before you brought a female back from town, you
+      had ought to have asked me, and I don't recollect hearing you
+      talk to me 'bout bringing one back."
+         "Listen, Jess -"
+         "Listen? I'm listening."
+         "She ain't my gal."
+         "She ain't? She looks about like somebody's gal. She's as
+      young as you, but I hope not as stupid. What she's doing here?"
+          "She done followed me."
+          "A fancy woman in pantaloons followed you?"
+          "How you know she got on pantaloons?"
+          "I looked."
+          "What? Jess? She got a blanket over her. What you mean?"
+          "I mean the blanket slipped down before she pulled it up
+     in her sleep."
+          "Jess, you better leave her alone; she's not a regular
+     gal."
+         "I'll say. I prefer my females in petticoats not pantaloons.
+     She appears to be on the mannish side."
+         "She done killed a man."
+         "Who she killed? Her husband? Boy friend?"
+         "She done shot Mad Dog Dugan down dead."
+         "Her? Ha!"
+         "Don't laugh. The town folks back there think I done it."
+         "You?"
+         "I tell you, Jess."
+         "Let me tell you, Billy. Some folks who you bring up
+     since they were young'n, after their maw and paw died,
+     whose neck and ears you've wiped, like to brag and boast
+     'bout things they make up 'cause they're too young to tell
+     proper lies."
+         "And let me tell you, Jess. Some old coots who you stays
+     with 'cause they're too dumb to run a ranch by themselves -"
+         "Billy, why don't you hush? Most of what you know, and
+     that ain't half of what I've tried to learn you, came
+     from me."
+         "Ha!"
+         "Who learned you how to ride? Who?"
+         "You."
+         "How to shoot?"
+         "You."
+         "And you can't shoot worth a damn. And, why come you
+     stand there spouting off a lot of do-do about folks in that
+     town saying you shot down Mad Dog Dugan?"
+         "Jess, they do."
+
+         "Huh? Somebody -"
+         "The girl! You woke her up."
+
+         "Billy, who's there with you?"
+         "Miss. Elsie, Ma'am, this is my uncle -"
+         "Billy, I wish you would keep our kinship secret.
+     Ma'am, I'm Jesse Johnson. You don't have to get up."
+         "I'm up now - want to be to meet you."
+         "Ma'am, we're out of Texas, on our way back home."
+         "Say, a Texas gentleman?"
+         "I done sold our cattle and we didn't get much money
+     for them, that's why we're camped outside of town. I let Billy
+     go into town 'cause he's a young'n, who needs a little hay
+     for his donkey every once in a while. You understand my
+     drift?"
+         "I was just being polite."
+         "I'm thinking, a lady like you have something else on her
+     mind than politeness."
+         "Such as, Uncle Jess?"
+         "Quiet, young'n."
+         "My uncle don't have much manners."
+         "Few men do."
+         "Miss, don't you have something to ask old Jess? A question?"
+         "May have, Mister. I can't remember right now. Probably
+     isn't important. In the meantime while I remember, I gotta go
+     take a pee. Be right back. Don't you boys peep."
+         "Why?? At a woman in pantaloons? Never! And the boy won't
+     either."
+
+         "Jess."
+         "Huh?"
+         "Over here."
+         "What? I can't hear you. What is you whispering 'bout?"
+         "You gonna hurt her feelings, talking to her like that."
+         "What? You knows I got a bad ear, Billy. If you gotta
+     whisper, come around to my good ear."
+         "She's a lady, Jess; you can't talk to her like that."
+         "Did she hear how she talked to me? Did you? About going
+     to take a pee? No female says anything like that to a man."
+         "Stop calling her a female, she's a lady."
+         "So, you fancy her? A gal in man's pants?"
+         "You can be polite to her?"
+         "What is this female? A fancy woman in disguise?"
+         "Cool it, Jess."
+         "What good is a fancy woman on our spread? There's nothing
+     there but us and the land? We're a hundred miles from folks.
+     We're right smack in the middle of the badlands. We've got
+     untamed In'juns. We've got Mexican bandits, and white men
+     who are bandits, thieves, bushwhackers, cattle rustlers. And we
+     got other bad things, varmints of all kinds: rattle snakes,
+     prairie dogs, vermin and I don't mean just the four-legged kind.
+     And what do we need with a fancy woman? If there is a fight, a
+     fancy woman can't run. She can't fight. Sure, she might want to
+     and stand by you, but she'll get hurt."
+         "It ain't like that, I want to help her."
+         "Help her? What can she do for you? What? Oh, maybe she do
+     know how to feed a young boy's donkey."
+          "Jess -"
+          "Listen, boy. Maybe, she knows how to do whatever, but
+     how long can you do that? Who's gonna drive them cows? Who's
+     gonna keep off the varmints? The prairie dogs and the bandits?
+     Her? Boy, you're thinking with your little dong dang, with your
+     tiny, little boyish brain."
+         "Stop! Hush! Jess, hush, or I won't talk to you again."
+
+         "Lordy -"
+         "Hush, Jess, please. She's back."
+
+         "How's this for gentlemen? Dear Lord, aren't they a
+     handsome picture of Texas manhood? I took my pants down and
+     not one peep. I have never had so little attention, and I
+     have always wanted to have the attention of a couple of men
+     from Texas. Come on, Billy, make me feel good, did you have
+     a little peep?"
+         "How come you ask that?"
+         "Jess."
+         "Don't no lady talks like that. Why do you think we'd
+     do such a thing to you?"
+         "You see a lady? "
+         "Hell, I would crawl down to the Red River on my belly
+     like an old white worm on its way to be a fish's supper before
+     I would disrespect a lady."
+         "Mister, I'm not worth the trouble. I am not your lady."
+         "I know you ain't mine."
+         "I'm nobody's lady. I am a whore."
+         "A what?"
+         "Elsie, don't put yourself down."
+         "Billy, I'm a saloon whore. I'm nothing but a whore."
+         "You told me, you told us."
+         "An honest female... You're one honest female ain't
+      you?"
+         "Yes, Mister."
+         "I hope the boy's ears aren't stuffed with wax, or tar,
+      or deafness."
+         "I don't want your nephew."
+         "Good."
+         "Jess -"
+
+         "I'm through talking tonight. I'd do me better to get
+     the bottle out of the saddlebags and hit the sack with it."
+         "Yeah, good night, Jess."
+         "Night, to you and to the woman."
+
+         "Don't worry about Jess. He's good and gentle, almost
+     like a maw."
+         "You should listen to him."
+         "Tell me, how you like me?"
+         "That's some smile you've got."
+         "Why don't you kiss me again, Elsie, like in - and make me
+     feel real fine?"
+         "No."
+         "Why?"
+         "I don't kiss."
+         "What? You did."
+         "How many women do you know?"
+         "Hundreds."
+         "How many women have you talked to before me?"
+         "Lots."
+         "Sure."
+         "It's true."
+         "Billy, am I not a pretty sight for your eyes to see?"
+         "Yelp."
+         "There's a bright moon, almost like the kerosine light in
+     a parlor. And your uncle's gone to sleep. It's just you and
+     me awake. I'm in pantaloons. They're so tight. You see more of
+     me than a woman is supposed to show a man she's not married
+     to. Almost like I'm naked - you see my butt like it is naked
+     almost; the pants are pressing against my privates too.
+     What are you thinking, Billy? Yeah, I'm a real pretty sight for
+     you, and all you want is a kiss? Billy, warm me up, I'm getting
+     cold standing here like this."
+         "Holy cow, you sure know how to -"
+         "Hurt?"
+         "I feeling mighty good right now, let me hold you, there ..."
+         "What you heard about me? Heard I was a good whore? The best
+     gal doing in the Wet Dollar Saloon? You believed it. Boy, oh
+     boy, and Lord God, you sure knows how to get a whore's
+     tongue really going."
+         "Cheee - Stop talking."
+         "No. I won't. I've got to keep telling you, I am a whore.
+         "Hush."
+         "Don't start with me. I am wrong for you."
+         "Hush."
+         "I'll hurt you, I know. I always hurt and get hurt. Let
+     me cut out. Let go. Come on, Billy, let me go. "
+         "Elsie."
+         "No."
+         "Please."
+         "Just let me breathe a sec."
+         "Elsie."
+         "You cut out, drop me off in Abilene. There's a town and a
+     saloon. I can survive in Abilene."
+         "Town is no place to be. It's unclean: smoky, dusty, keeps
+     in the musky smells."
+         "Your Uncle tells you that."
+         "It's true. Town is no place for anybody especially for
+     a lady."
+         "God, a'mighty, I fixed myself temporarily, to the biggest
+     greenhorn I done ever rumped. Come on, Billy, don't get sick
+     on me. Baby,  make me not hate you."
+         "Elsie -"
+         "Here it comes, Billy."
+         "What comes?"
+         "Why I shot that son of a bitch. I wanted to kill the bitch
+     for screwing me without paying me. That son of a bitch took
+     from me real good."
+         "That's behind us, Elsie."
+         "Us?"
+         "Yes, us."
+         "God. That's it."
+         "Yes."
+         "I shot that creep for not paying me my money, my pay that
+     I was owed for balling him. That's the truth."
+         "Feel better now for telling me something I knew?"
+         "Hell, Billy. If I ever wanted a man, I would take you
+     over any man, any time. But men aren't worth a damn; they
+     sure in hell haven't been worth a damn to me."
+         "Why did you follow me?"
+         "Cowboy, you won't stop, until you get a preacher and get
+     me married? You're just too dumb to let us drop our drawers and
+     start romping together, with no words said, no promises, no
+     mumbling, nothing, but rutting, and that's all?"
+         "If I had me somebody like you, I would -"
+         "Damn, Billy, with the face you got and that smile, you
+      could have any nice girl you want. What am I? Your first? Tell
+      me? You know, I know?"
+          "I've been with girls."
+          "And they were no good, right? Billy, I am a whore who
+      shot a bad man, a wrong thing for a man to have happened
+      to him, being shot by a woman and a whore to boot. The whore
+      would get driven out of town, out of every town, dead,  if it
+      gets known. What can I do out of town? Die? So I tried to
+      convince you that you shot the bad man. You were drunk, but
+      not convincible. Do you have anything to drink? Does your
+      uncle have anymore whiskey?"
+          "Nothing to drink but water."
+          "Give me that, I'll drink a whole canteen of that.
+      Prepare myself."
+          "For what?"
+          "Going on alone. You're too sweet, you don't know
+      what women are like."
+          "I do."
+          "You've never had a woman before this morning in town."
+          "If you're planning on going on alone, I gotta tell
+      you, I ain't gonna let you."
+          "How's a nice, soft boy like you gonna stop me? The
+      best you can do is to ask me nicely not to."
+          "It's the best way."
+          "I shot that bad man as he came into my room to take
+      me again. Shot him, then made believe that you shot him,
+      told townspeople you did. When his partner came around to
+      bushwhack you, I shot his partner in the back, to save you. I
+      couldn't let him assassinate you. I was supposed to have set
+      you up for him to kill, and I sat him up, because I pulled you
+      into something you need to get out of. You're so young."
+          "Hush."
+          "God, man. You got me hot and I'm gonna tell you. It
+      ain't that I'm gone soft, not yet."
+          "Sure am glad you told me; you like me."
+          "I been wanting to go to Abilene for so long that I
+      stuck myself to you, a wrong damn thing too. I was just
+      afraid to stay in that town, afraid of what I might say or
+      do, if another man tried to take me without paying. Since
+      I put the blame for him on you, people didn't think
+      nothing of me picking up and following you. Dugan
+      pretended he owned me. Nobody liked him, nobody much cared
+      about him."
+         "Hush."
+         "No."
+         "You just want to get me to stay off you. I could go all
+     my life and find nobody better than you to be with me. My
+     Uncle Jess, is right, I'm a born know nothing but I know -"
+         "Look, Billy -"
+         "Hush, I know you ain't my lady, not yet. But look here
+      what I got for us: Plans. I done filed on me some acres
+      adjoining Jess's place. You can run cattle there, and you
+      can do more. Grass grows there, soft grass. I even took in
+      some acres that include an old brook. Jess is an old cuss,
+      but he's not stubborn. He'll help me build you a house
+      with a bed, a proper bed, with a goose downs pillow that
+      belonged to my maw. You're have a comfortable place to lay
+      your head while we grow old together."
+         "How would you like that!"
+         "I would like it fine, real fine, Elsie. But, if you
+      want to go out there and waste your life in Abilene,
+      you're have to whop me first."
+         "What?"
+         "We need a place to lay our heads down at night."
+         "Sure, and be naked, cuddle and rut on top of a blanket. I
+       can give you that now, a time like you would never
+       believe."
+         "Hush."
+         "Billy, I asked nobody to be born -"
+         "Nobody gets asked."
+         "I'm telling you something, don't interrupt."
+         "Enough talk."
+         "I asked nobody to be female in this Hell, I'm telling
+     you that."
+         "Hush."
+         "I have never loved a man, I can never love a man."
+         "Hush. Don't waste your time talking. Just sit down
+     with me, and we'll be quiet and wait for the sun."
+         "You sure you haven't talked to a woman before?"
+         "I have many times."
+         "Sure. I am not a woman, I'm a whore."
+         "You are worth something."
+         "Holy sh-, man. I have never had nobody ever speak to
+     me like this."
+         "Like you got feelings?"
+         "And I'm fixing to shoot you. I can feel it building up
+     inside me like something I have no power over. God, Billy."
+         "Where you going?"
+         "Lord!"
+         "Come on, Elsie. Shoot, where you going?"
+         "Most men don't want you to talk to them and they sure
+     don't want to ask you questions, or know that you can think
+     to answer them, or that you can think -"
+         "Elsie, stop, talking and feel what I am feeling for you,
+     please."
+         "I know how to survive, say alive."
+         "Elsie, hush."
+         "No."
+         "I won't let you go."
+         "Billy, see this: my gun. I'm going."
+         "No, Elsie."
+         "Stop!"
+         "Elsie."
+         "Lord, I've had men talk to me like you, and God, but none
+     as sweet as you. But, deep inside, I know it amounts to
+     nothing."
+         "No, Elsie, I want you."
+         "Stop. I'm gonna shoot you. Billy, now, stop!"
+         "Shoot me, Elsie?  Kill me? You can't."
+         "I'll wound you!"
+         "No, now, hush."
+         "Billy!"
+
+         BANG! BANG!
+         "Billy, oh Billy!"
+
+         "Billy, I heard shooting.  Billy, where are you? Boy, I'm
+     too old to be wandering around in darnation. Billy ..."
+
+          "Billy!"
+          "I'm coming."
+          "What was that shooting?"
+          "Somebody shooting in the air?"
+          "You?"
+          "Jess, wait for us in the camp."
+          "Where did you wander off with her?"
+          "She's out there?"
+          "By herself?"
+          "Yeah."
+
+          "Where? Over that way? Billy? God, what is she doing
+     out there? On foot?"
+         "I froze and let her run off, but -
+         "She shot the gun?"
+          "I gotta catch her."
+          "What? She run away from you? On foot?"
+          "I gotta track her."
+          "In the dark? You're a natural egg sucking fool."
+          "You gonna really like her, Jess."
+          "In the dark? You're chasing her in the dark?"
+          "Yelp!"
+
+
+    {END}
+The Serpents Embrace
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                The Serpents Embrace
+                 by Daneil Sendecki
+
+
+
+In the eyes of those driven by thirst, the gently rolling dunes of the 
+humble Sahara must have appeared more welcoming than the parched and 
+blaring enormity of the flatlands, which, broken and jagged, lined 
+route seven all the way to the filling station.
+
+This desert was kin to all deserts.  Endlessly, in all directions, lay 
+silence.  There was no sand here, only a thirsty, shattered crust. 
+When the wind blew, it kicked up nothing but a dry, blistering heat. 
+Splintered and popping under the searing sky lay a ribbon of forlorn 
+asphalt which carved incessantly through the desert.  It was called 
+route seven.
+
+It was through this emptiness that the Pilot rode, wrenching and 
+shattering, hewing and hacking, the placid air.  His steed, a Mac 
+truck, and each of it's antique wheels whined indignantly as they 
+navigated a bend in the road.  But once the rumbling truck 
+disappeared, the silence would once again descend upon the indifferent 
+desert and stretch calmly toward the towering sky.  In the minds of 
+the peasants, those incredibly simple folk who lived on the edge of 
+the flatlands, those who lined the boardwalks and stood stupid with 
+amazement as the Pilot rolled into town atop his mount, the Pilot was 
+neither malevolent nor benevolent, but the source of immense awe.
+ 
+Countless miles of broken road separated the Pilot from the town of 
+Abraxas, a shanty town, on the outskirts of the flatlands.  Moreover, 
+the truck, empty now, needed gasoline.  As always, there was hope.
+
+And then there was the filling station.
+
+Abraxas would have been a one stoplight town - had the magic which had 
+once kindled the lamps not gone away.  There were a bootfull of 
+buildings, the tallest of which was two stories, and four streets, 
+running from the asphalt of route seven like veins.  Indeed, the town 
+of Abraxas clung to route seven like a tumor.  One day-cycle had 
+passed since the Pilot had slipped from his cab into Abraxas, but it 
+may as well have been a week, as both month and minute wore the same 
+face as they passed over this archaic, yielding, desert.
+
+The truck came to rest in the center of town.  Once there had stood 
+here a cenotaph, but it had since fallen, leaving only it's pedestal. 
+The air was as cold as an outlander.  Stealing into the shadows of the 
+boardwalk, the Pilot left his truck to brood over the remains of the 
+statue.
+
+Besides the cenotaph there was a livery and a granary.  A general 
+store lay on the other side of the route.  None of the buildings were 
+well kept, weathered and squalid, bent from the torrid sun and moon.
+
+Sardonic show tunes spilled from a dusty clapboard building, which 
+bounced and writhed in tune like a wineskin full of mice.  A fading 
+sign proclaimed that it was a "Hostel & Grill".  The Pilot stepped 
+from the shadows of the boardwalk into the light of the saloon.
+
+The crash of billiards assaulted the Pilot.  A round man clumsily 
+pounded the teeth of an antique piano that had long since rotted.
+
+"Have you any gasoline?"  the Pilot cried over the clamor of the 
+saloon.
+
+Eyes turned from card games, beer mugs, and harlots to the Pilot.  The 
+bat-wing doors swung lazily in the wake of his entrance.
+
+"Petrol?"  he demanded inquiringly.
+
+A pair of well-worn jeans, a faded denim shirt, and spit-polished 
+boots were all he wore - save the holster that hung from his hip and 
+the six iron that lay asleep inside.
+
+A haggard man stood and the a few notes escaped the piano.  Grimacing, 
+the man spoke.
+
+"We've none of your poison," then almost muttering, "madman."
+
+The Pilot's mid - not his eyes - turned toward the reassuring weight 
+of the six iron that lay against his hip' his eyes remained stolidly 
+fixed on the weary man.
+
+"Have a seat."  the Pilot prompted.  The haggard man, whose lips 
+writhed as if each movement pained him, stepped forward.
+
+Effortlessly, the Pilot woke his Pistol, pulling breech and bore from 
+their bed and startling the gun into consciousness as hammer struck 
+primer, and gave the gun tongue.  The man, gutshot, doubled over and 
+stared at the Pilot, glassy eyed and incredulous.
+
+
+"Mmmmfuuu..."  the man gurgled.  Hand at belly, he fell to the floor. 
+A pink fold of his entrails slid out from between dirty fingers.
+
+The Pilot sauntered towards the bar and the floorboards groaned as 
+each, in turn, bore his graceless weight.  The saloons patrons 
+filtered out.  Nervously pouring a glass of whiskey, the barkeep kept 
+a disdainful eye on him.
+
+"Put me up for the..."  the neck of the bottle chattered against the 
+lip of the glass.  Rocking his palsied weight from foot to foot, the 
+barkeep began to dance a jig completely unaware.  
+
+"A room for tonight, you old fool."
+
+"We've no room."  The saloon keeper's eyes lit upon the man whose 
+intestines slowly cooled on the floor.  Sighing, he took a tarnished 
+key from his pocket.
+
+The Pilot mounted the stairs.  Relieved, the barkeep sighed.  Slowly, 
+night returned to the comforting arms of silence when, with a clap 
+that made the barkeep howl, the looking glass behind the bar cracked 
+frightfully and crashed to the floor.
+
+"Your whiskey,"  the Pilot hissed, "is weak."  Having hurled a shot 
+glass through the mirror, the Pilot retired to his room.  Only when 
+the Pilot disappeared did the barkeep realize, abashed, that he had 
+soiled himself.  Upstairs the Pilot slept soundly.
+
+Out here, amid the harrowing flatlands, stood the castle of the 
+blacksmythe's fairy tales - the filling station.  The road undulated 
+and twisted on indefinitely before the grill of the grunting truck, 
+finally succumbing to the horizon and heavens.  The filling station 
+stood defiantly off in the distance.
+
+The Blacksmythe was an old man - surprising, since he had been exposed 
+to the rigors of the flatlands - a wild shock of silvery hair fell 
+over his eyes.  He, like all other town folk, had a genius for 
+superstition which made him thickheaded.  His apron was the tired 
+color of a bleeding sunset.
+
+"Pilot?"  it was the Blacksmythe.
+
+Uninterested: "what?"
+
+"The flatlands aren't a safe place."
+
+The Pilot sighed.  "Is that so?"
+
+"Ayuh." 
+
+And it probably was, to this dumb specimen at least.  The trailer 
+protested with a shrill scream of rust as the Pilot swung it shut and 
+secured the hitch. 
+
+"Ther're hazards along the way,"  the Blacksmythe ejaculated, "it's 
+not a safe outing to make lonesome.  No sir!"
+
+"Hazards?"  The Pilot stopped.  His eyes narrowed.  "What kind?"
+
+"Draguns!"  the Blacksmythe blurted.  Upon hearing this the Pilot 
+stepped into the cab, turning his back on the 'Smythes gibberish.  He 
+spoke in torrents of fear and awe and wonderment.  "All along route 
+seven there're draguns!  Scaly and hid-yus.  Ayuh!"  Spittle flew from 
+his lips as he shouted.  "They spit petrol from their snouts and crawl 
+along the ground on their bellies!"  The roar of the Mac's engine 
+interrupted him if only for a second.
+
+"Flames leap from their lips!  They wait!  Ayuh!  They wait in ambush 
+all along... Beating their wings against the sand."  Dawn had come, a 
+streamer of bruised light that encompassed the horizon amid 
+the 'Smythes ravings.
+
+"Calm yourself."  the Pilot said.  Slowing his flailing arms, the 
+Blacksmythe complied.  He glanced up at the Pilot sheepishly.
+
+The Pilot looked down at him from his cab.  "Do you know of any 
+gasoline?"
+
+Mortified, he stared at the Pilot.
+
+"Well?"  
+
+"There is a filling station.  Many leagues away.  Ayuh!  There is!" 
+At this, the Pilot slowed.
+
+"A filling station?"  he echoed.  He frowned and his brow wrinkled.
+
+"Ayuh!"  the Blacksmythe nodded.  "But beware!  It is where the 
+draguns feed and nest.  I've heard tales of them suckling from the 
+utters that grow from the ground.  They feed on fire and stone and 
+steam.  Ayuh!  From the center of the earth."
+
+The Pilot had heard enough.
+
+"They spit poison!  Petrol!"
+
+He shot the fevered Blacksmythe before he could take up his frantic 
+dance again.  The report rang through the town.  It's echo muffled 
+only by the hoarse moan of the truck as it shuddered into gear.  The 
+Pilot drove away, leaving the weary saloon patron and the fevered 
+Blacksmythe to the mortician and the town of Abraxas to the scarred 
+desert morn.
+
+The Pilot felt no remorse.  The filling station certainly was just 
+another of the 'Smythes rambling's.  The station, however, lay with 
+great conviction on the west side of route seven.  A simple, squat 
+hovel with a low hung roof and sand beaten walls- the imperceptible 
+naked color of wood.
+
+The day began to bleed night.  Soon, unnoticed it would inevitably 
+hemorrhage and the gore of darkness would splatter over all.  The sky 
+was still a grave purple when the Mac - empty and exhausted - came to 
+rest by the filling station with a wry belch and died.  The air was 
+tombstone cold. Two red towers of rubber and glass thorax stood 
+statistical in the dusk.  The Pilot guessed that these were the utters 
+on which many a "dragun" had suckled.  The simple building and the two 
+tired tin soldiers at steadfast attention in front of it had not 
+fallen into disarray.  The world about them was falling apart, and 
+they were dumb to it.
+
+The Pilot started towards the gas pumps.  The hard packed dust left no 
+footprints.  The ancient pumps stood one and a half men tall.  Each 
+wore a glass thorax crown and arms of rubber which were broken and 
+rotted.  Rusting nozzles hung by the giants sides like cramped, 
+arthritic hands.  Both pumps were painted cherry red and although they
+ were old, old, they spelled promise to the Pilot.
+
+In the dying light of the day, the Pilot took the hand of the gasoline 
+pump and, like a child leading another, brought it towards the truck.
+
+With fevered anticipation, he unscrewed the gas cap and thrust the 
+compliant nozzle into the tank, hoping that it would spill it's 
+petrol.
+
+Nothing.
+
+The Pilot was unstirred and observed his predicament with removed awe. 
+It was as if he was watching himself from far, far, away.  He dropped 
+the nozzle and it's rotting arm to the ground.  He started back 
+towards the second pump, realizing that the last pump, insanely 
+identical to the first was his final hope.  The Pilot again observed 
+the ceremony, lifting the nozzle of the pump from it's housing, 
+bringing it carefully towards the truck, fitting it into the tank and 
+praying for the sudden rush of fuel.
+
+Night was all over the desert.  It covered everything in it's 
+darkness.  It cooled the day's fever.  The Pilot lay crumpled on the 
+ground, the rotting arm of the pump coiled about him in a serpents 
+embrace.  The ancient gas pumps held no fuel.  The Pilot waited for 
+the dragons under the night sky.
+
+The constellations rose over a desert that had once known life, but 
+had since perished.
+
+A Close Encounter of a Different Kind
+Copyright (c) 1993, Sylvia L. Ramsey
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+
+            A Close Encounter of a Different Kind
+
+                     by Sylvia L. Ramsey
+
+
+
+You hear stories about people having encounters during the
+nighttime with strange flying objects.  These people tell how
+overwhelmed they were by the experience.  I can't say that
+this story has anything quite so glamorous as UFO's; but,
+sometimes things happen that are very much a part of our very
+own world that are just as overwhelming as visitors from
+outer space.  This is a true story and none of the names have
+been changed to protect the innocent or the guilty.
+
+If you are going to fully understand and appreciate this
+strange encounter that happened in our present day advanced
+technological society, a little background is needed.  There
+are still places (a few sprinkled here and there) in our
+country that have retained all the flavor of an age many have
+never experienced.  I often feel like a time traveler in
+today's society because of my background.
+
+I'm not "old" (however, my granddaughter may disagree) and
+many of the people my age never experienced the same world as
+I.  I guess you might say I'm an oddball in my own
+generation.  The reasons for it were quite beyond my control.
+My parents were married for twenty-two years before I was
+born (and I was the first and last)!  Talk about a generation
+gap, it was like being raised by grandparents!  Now, I marvel
+at all the things my father experienced throughout his
+lifetime and taught me.  Imagine being born in the late
+1800's and living until 1986.  Think of all the things that
+man created during that time that has become part of our
+daily lives.  When I do, it almost boggles my mind.  Anyway,
+you get the picture of my parents.  The next image you need
+to set the scene for this encounter is where it happened.
+
+Imagine a small, quaint house resting, nestled among the pine
+of a secluded valley in the foothills of the Ozarks.  It's a
+simple house, not designed by a architect or built by a
+contractor; but, the trees for the lumber were cut, the
+boards were sawed, and it was built with the owner's hands.
+It began its humble life as a home with only one room without
+windows or doors in November of 1932.  The spot it sat on was
+carved out of the wilderness far from roads or neighbors.  It
+was a symbol of hope and faith for a future during the dreary
+days of the depression.
+
+It was built by two young people who believed in themselves
+and each other.  People who had traveled and explored their
+world for the first ten years of marriage. They had seen the
+world and decided it was time to return to the place they had
+known as children, settle down, and begin to invest in their
+future.  They had accumulated very little material
+possessions during their days of exploration.  They began
+their new adventure with very few of the things we take for
+granted in today's world.  But, they believed enough in
+themselves to start building a house and begin a new business
+when their world was in a state of darkness.  The dreary days
+of the depression ended.  The house grew room by room and the
+business grew to be a very successful one.  The two were
+happy and content; but, eventually the two young people
+became three.  This was when I enter their lives, just when
+they had grown accustomed to being a couple without children.
+
+My father always wanted a son; but, that was not in his
+future, he got me instead.  However, I may as well have been
+a boy while I was growing up.  I became the son he had always
+wanted, and I was his buddy.  Instead, he taught me all the
+things he had hoped to teach to a son.  He knew the forest
+and the land, and he taught me what he knew.  We fished the
+numerous streams located near our home, hunted together, and
+did what most father's and sons usually do.  My father taught
+me to respect the land, and its creatures.  He taught me to
+hunt for food and not kill for the sake of killing.  He
+taught me to "see", "hear", and appreciate the beauty that
+surrounded me.
+
+My father saw a day coming when a haven such as ours would be
+as valued as a rich man's mansion.  He chose to preserve a
+small area of his land as a refuge for his family and all the
+living things that depended on just such a refuge.  This
+place would be a legacy to his grandchildren and his great-
+grandchildren.  They would be able to know a little part of
+the world that existed when he was young.
+
+I inherited this small mecca and I have made sure that his
+wishes have been carried out.  It will go to my son and then
+to my eldest granddaughter.  It has been a haven for us to
+escape the fast paced world we live in today.  A few years
+ago, when my husband became disabled, we lived in the house
+for about six years.
+
+The back of the house faces a small brook with a hillside
+full of pine, maple, wild cherry and dogwood trees.  My
+husband loved the outdoors; but, because of his illness was
+limited in how much he could get out.  We decided to build a
+screened in porch on the back of the house so he be outside
+during the daytime when I was at work.  The back porch became
+a place to spend the early evenings.  We would watch the
+little valley change from a bright cheery haven to a
+mysterious realm of sight and sound as the shades of dusk
+encircled it in its arms.  We soon discovered that the back
+porch was a place for a variety of activities.  We enjoyed it
+so much we decided it was a good place for our exercise bike.
+
+
+It wasn't long before we, also, discovered that the hillside
+in front of us was a source of entertainment.  Almost every
+evening we watched deer casually stroll across the hillside
+as they nibbled at tender leaves and grass.  Sometimes there
+would be four or five deer together.  On other evenings, wild
+turkey would be spotted.  It seemed as if our little valley
+had become a refuge for a variety of wild animals that were
+being pushed out by the growing population that had cleared
+away the forest that has once covered the area.  The presence
+of all the animals prompted us to put grain and other treats
+out for them to eat.
+
+The next summer, we began to notice that the wildlife
+population was increasing in number and variety.  The animals
+quickly learned they had nothing to fear from the two humans
+who shared their sanctuary, and they began to visit our
+backyard.  We were invaded by deer, turkey, opossum, wild
+duck, and a variety of other animals and birds.
+
+We took the invasion in stride, enjoying the chance to
+observe all the wild creatures.  However, one morning after I
+arose from my bed and took my morning coffee to the back
+porch to enjoy the sights and sounds, I walked into a
+disaster area.  Something, or someone, had invaded our back
+porch and played havoc with everything.  It had been
+vandalized.  I disposed of the things that had been destroyed
+and straightened the rest.  I couldn't imagine who or what
+had committed the dreadful deed.  The next morning, the porch
+was in the same condition.  I cleaned it up again.  This
+became a pattern, and needless to say, I was beginning to get
+tired of it.  There wasn't a lock on the door to the porch;
+but, the door had to be opened to get in.  Who or what was
+doing it was a puzzle.  The first time it happened, I could
+believe it to be the results of a prank; but, not every
+night!  It had to be an animal.
+
+How an animal could open the back door and come in, I didn't
+know.  My husband and I became determined to find out.  We
+began our quest by leaving the porch light on at night.  It
+didn't help.  Whatever was getting on the porch wasn't afraid
+of it and the destruction continued.  We decided to set guard
+and solve the mystery.
+
+One evening, after we had grown too tired to watch the porch
+anymore, my husband thought he heard a noise.  He got out of
+bed and very carefully went to the door that led to the
+porch.  He was gone only a few seconds when he returned and
+motioned for me to accompany him.  I started to ask why; but,
+he shushed me to silence.  We tiptoed together like cat
+burglars as we made our way to the back door.  We very
+carefully peeped out.  I couldn't believe my eyes!  I saw one
+of the strangest and most amusing sights I had ever
+witnessed.  Sitting on the seat of the exercise bike with
+paws on the handlebars was a raccoon that looked big enough
+to be a small bear.  He wasn't only nice and fat, he was
+long.  He had to be large to reach the handle bars of that
+bicycle.
+
+The raccoon looked as if he were contemplating how to reach
+the pedals so he could ride it.  We simply stood frozen,
+staring in amazement.  Then, the humor of the sight began to
+take hold of us.  He didn't see us watching him until we
+began to shake with silent laughter that was about to erupt
+into loud guffaws.  When he realized that he was not only
+being watched by two strange creatures who were obviously
+laughing at him, he calmly, arrogantly, climbed down off the
+bicycle.  He took his time as he sauntered to the door.  He
+walked with a haughty air seeming to be aware that his
+privacy had not only been invaded; but, he appeared to be
+insulted by the behavior of the two creatures who were so
+rudely laughing at him.  Once out the door, he paused, looked
+back at us as if to let us know what he thought, and slowly
+disappeared into the darkness.  By this time, my husband and
+I were reduced to tears of laughter.
+
+
+For some strange reason, I was fascinated with this bold
+creature and became obsessed with the idea of seeing him
+again.  So, for several nights after the event, I sat on
+the bench in our back yard, located just outside the porch
+door, and watched for the raccoon to return.  I just knew he
+would be back and I was going to make sure I saw him.  I had
+no idea what I was going to do when I did, I hadn't thought
+beyond just seeing him again.  Three nights passed and there
+was no sign of the creature.  I was beginning to think our
+laughter had either scared him off for good, or, had insulted
+his sense of dignity far too much for him to chance a return.
+
+But, I didn't give up.  Finally, my vigil was rewarded.  One
+evening as I sat quietly watching, I caught a glimpse of
+something moving in the shadows off to my far left.  I knew
+instinctively that it was the same raccoon.  He didn't look
+nearly as large in the shadows as he had that evening he was
+on our porch.  I waited patiently, watching the small figure
+circle around until he was directly in front of me and was
+only about fifteen feet away.  I watched as he checked out an
+old trash can we kept to use when we cleaned out our car.  It
+didn't take him long to decide that he would find nothing to
+eat in the can.  He turned and began walking straight toward
+the door of our back porch . . . and . . . me.
+
+I sat still, frozen by fascination combined with a growing
+sense of apprehension that began to overtake me.  All the
+things my father had taught me about the dangers of wild
+animals came flooding back into my consciousness.  I had time
+to move, to run; but, I didn't.  My obsession to observe this
+creature overrode all caution and I sat like a statue where I
+was, tempting fate.  The animal kept advancing closer and
+closer.  The tension and the thrill I felt grew with each
+step he took toward me.  I was beginning to feel a need to
+bolt for cover.  He was no more than five feet away, it
+seemed like two.  He stopped.  He raised his head, our eyes
+locked for a moment.  Then, he slowly, very deliberately
+walked directly at me as he maintained eye contact.  The
+tension within me was growing with each step he took.  He
+began to look bigger and bigger the nearer he came.  I felt I
+could stand the tension no longer as he moved within no more
+than three feet of where I sat.  I felt the urge to move, to
+speak, to do something.  Again, the need to watch this
+fascinating creature kept me from running or yelling.  I had
+to watch him.  I didn't want to scare him away, so, to
+relieve some of the tension, I merely changed the position of
+my feet.
+
+My movement, caused the raccoon to come to a sudden halt.  By
+the time he stopped, he was close enough that I could have
+reached out and touch him.  He stood up on his hind legs and
+looked me straight in the eye.  Standing, he was nose to nose
+with me.  He looked bigger than ever.  I became the object of
+observation as he tilted his head side to side looking me
+over.  There was look in his eyes telling me that he was
+planning to analyze this strange creature at an even closer
+distance.  I had no idea what he might do if he got closer.
+I thought about us laughing at him and thinking he may want
+revenge.  As he stood there in the soft light I could almost
+hear him thinking.  I observed a change of expression in his
+eyes from one of curiosity to one of determination.  I didn't
+know what he was going to do, and I didn't want to find out.
+The hairs on the back of my neck were tingling as fear began
+to creep over me.
+
+The fear grew and the knowledge that I didn't want the
+raccoon any closer overwhelmed me.  I wasn't sure what to do.
+If I were attacked, my husband would never hear because he
+was watching the ballgame on the television.  Visions of
+a headline in our local paper flashed across my mind, "Local
+Woman Attacked by Large Raccoon."  Still, I didn't run or
+yell.  Instead, I did one of the craziest things I have ever
+done in my life, I addressed the raccoon as if he were a
+person and said, "Hello, there!  What are you doing?"
+
+Again, he looked into my eyes, turned his head this way and
+that as if he were trying to understand my words.  For a
+moment, I thought he was going to come at me and my body
+stiffened again.  Instead, he lowered himself on all fours,
+slowly turned his back to me, and majestically strolled into
+the night without ever looking back.  In my mind, I could
+almost hear him chuckle.  The raccoon had gotten his revenge.
+
+I waited and watched several nights after our encounter for
+him to return.  He never did.  I think he had experienced all
+the contact with humans that he ever wanted.  I still wonder
+what would have happened if I could have remained still and
+quiet.  I guess I'll never know; but, it's an experience I'll
+never forget, and somehow, I don't think he will either.
+
+Slow Dance
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Harlan Pine
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                           Slow Dance
+                               by
+                         J. Harlan Pine
+
+
+     It is not the memory, but the memory of the memory that 
+matters.  Truth isn't an issue, and starting over is not a 
+possibility.
+     The memory of the memory--the moment--will be with me 
+forever.  Long after old age has settled within my bones and 
+memories begin to fade, this one will remain vivid--sharp--as the 
+night I experienced it.
+     Light from the room streamed outward silhouetting her in a 
+Man Ray aurora of color and movement.  The light from the street 
+lamp--stark, white, piercing--forced her features into sharp 
+contrast of light and shadow.  Standing in the doorway, half 
+turned to enter or leave, (her petit frame providing little 
+obstacle to the others who came or went) she spoke to someone I 
+couldn't see.  She brushed short auburn hair from her eyes, and 
+though I couldn't hear her voice, a thrill shot through me when 
+she smiled at what was being said.  I stood staring at her while 
+people passed me on the street.  Her beauty illuminated the night 
+and I basked in its glow.
+     I studied her, as might a Renaissance master, and memorized 
+every line of her face.  Her gaze turned my direction, eyes 
+locking with mine.  Black, white, exploding color filled my 
+vision, engulfing my world view with loveliness.  In the stare 
+she said, 'you are cold and alone.  Come let me give you 
+comfort.'  In the stare I replied, 'I cannot.  I must not.'
+     The non-instant--eternity long, however brief--passed when 
+she focused on someone or something behind me, my presence never 
+acknowledged.   Embarrassment flooded me that I'd been staring, 
+but in that brief fantasy moment when sparks had and hadn't 
+passed between us I'd heard the sound of her voice speaking my 
+name with tenderness and desire.  I'd known the soft rose petal 
+taste of her lips on mine.  I experienced the electric thrill of 
+love.
+     The moment disappeared, gone cold as grate ashes in the 
+morning when I realized she'd not even seen me; that nothing had 
+passed between us.  She turned, entering the room.  I turned, 
+leaving before I'd even arrived. 
+     The moonlight, soft only minutes before, bathed the world in 
+stark shades of gray.  It washed what little color the city had 
+offer in its bleach.  Every crack and crevice, yawning chasms 
+done in miniature, lay in wait for the unwary wherever the eyes 
+might linger.  The dirt and grime coating the city, easily 
+ignored by day became glaringly obvious in the night.  It cloaked 
+the city in winter clothing, preparing it for coming storms.  A 
+vain shield against the bitter, cruel cold winds whose touch 
+rattles and chills the bones.  
+     I walked.  Wandering aimlessly along the 
+empty--bustling--streets, I tried to recapture the feelings that 
+had so fleetingly passed through me.  Her image, brief that I'd 
+seen it,  I called up with ease.  But instead of an alluring 
+picture--soft shades done in oil--I received a whitewashed 
+canvas--cold and barren.  The sparkles that had so illuminated 
+the night remained elusive--yet tantalizingly close.  I rounded a 
+corner and found my feet had brought me back full circle, echoing 
+the pathways of my thoughts, to stand once again before the door 
+I'd seen her in.
+     What had I felt?  Could it be fleeting infatuation?  A 
+pretty face in the crowd easily replaced by the next one I should 
+stare at?  Or maybe it was simple carnal lust, the fourth Deadly 
+Sin?  And after having entertained it in my heart, was I now 
+consigned to the Second Circle of Hell?  Or perhaps it was truly 
+love that had suddenly filled my world.  A thin razor line of 
+difference separated the three that had been debated by 
+brilliant--lost--poets through the ages, and who was I to second 
+guess them?  
+     I stared at the door unsure of what to do and confused by my 
+feelings.  Should flames that caught so quick in the dry kindling 
+of drought be entertained?  Nurtured, would--could?--they bank 
+and warm the lost soul?  Or, in a furious flash, would they 
+instead destroy everything about them in pain and agony?  
+Stranger Love had too long abandoned me, not that she'd ever 
+courted me with any passion.  I doubted that I would truly 
+recognize her unfamiliar features should she come traipsing 
+through my life.  Would she come to sow the seeds of joy, or 
+instead try and reap of harvest of pain and despair?  Both were 
+in her domain, her choice--arbitrary.
+     I gave into the insistent prodding of Mistress Love and 
+walked through the door.  I saw her instantly.  She sat alone, 
+along the wall, moving gently with the music.  The soft melodies 
+played by the big band, Moments In The Moonlight, distant and far 
+away, permeated the fabric of the room.  It expanded, moving 
+beyond the walls until I felt sure the whole universe must be 
+filled with the gentle notes that spoke of love.  The singer made 
+love to the microphone lost in his own world.  His voice blending 
+without stitch with that of the sax and trombone, transported 
+willing patron past the tissue thin barrier of time, past the 
+expanse of memories and moments, bringing us all back to 1941.
+     I tarried in the shadows, indecision twisting at my stomach.  
+Should I approach her.  What would I do, what would I say?  Could 
+I say anything, should I force my legs to travel the distance 
+between us, or would my tongue tie itself in Gordean knots and 
+strangle me?
+     The song ended, and I found myself walking toward her.  I 
+reached her table as the band started up again. 
+     "Would you like to dance?" I asked.
+     She looked up and again our eyes met.  Fantasy or reality, I 
+thought I caught a glimmer of recognition.  Blood rushed to my 
+face--embarrassment returning from my earlier stare.  I lost the 
+next words, opening my mouth then closing it again.
+     Leave, I told myself.  I knew I should flee while I still 
+had the chance--before she had could respond.  If she was kind it 
+would be casual words of dismissal that would wound or kill me.  
+It not, I would be utterly destroyed.  But, leaving now would 
+keep the fantasy intact.  An unrealized dream is better than a 
+shattered hope. 
+     Before I could mumble an apology, she nodded and smiled.  
+Taking my hand she led me to the dance floor.  There we moved in 
+a slow waltz to the music.  We held each other loosely and 
+through her dress I felt the soft, warm curves (delicate and 
+tender) of her body.  Her perfume was of lilacs, her eyes, a soft 
+gray-blue. 
+     Words caught in my throat.  I wanted to know her name, where 
+she was from.  I tried again, but she smiled sadly and shook her 
+head, silencing me with that simple gesture.  She was correct; 
+words were unnecessary.  For this moment in time, we had each 
+other, and nothing else mattered.  
+     We danced that dance and into the next without stopping.  
+She looked deep into my eyes--deep into my soul.  I met her gaze 
+while sweet summer scents surrounded us.  We 
+moved--lost,found--letting the music transport us where it 
+willed.  
+     Without flinching, as I had so many times in the past, I let 
+her look deep within me.  Though I'd never had the courage to do 
+so before, I too tried to peer through her eyes to her soul, and 
+was confused by the images I found there.  There was an echo of 
+pain and loneliness.  Overlaid in fresco, the passions of life 
+sparked and shone forth brightly.  Confidence had been painted 
+over doubt and indecision, but the former bled through in places.  
+Seeing what was there, I suddenly wondered at the images I must 
+surely be giving.  There was nothing but negativity within my 
+soul, and none of the goodness to hide it.  
+     Shamed I tried to turn away.  I attempted to stop the dance 
+and leave before I made a bigger fool of myself than I already 
+had.  My life, compared to hers, must be a mockery of unrealized 
+dreams, and shattered hopes.  How I knew this, I don't know, but 
+I knew it.  And I knew I had no right being with her.
+     She held on tight, not letting me go.   "Dance with me," she 
+said softly.  Her voice was just as I imagined it would be.  Soft 
+and musical.
+     "You should be dancing with another.  I'm not right for 
+you."
+     "Maybe, but I chose to dance with you.  Do you truly wish to 
+stop?" 
+     "I...I don't know."
+     "Then hush, and dance with me."
+     I did, and we continued to move about the floor in silence.  
+At times we held each other loosely staring in each other eyes.  
+Other times we danced close together, her head on my shoulder, 
+moving as one.
+     Lost in time, I don't know how long we moved together, but 
+it was over far too soon.  The last song ended and she held me 
+close.
+     "You can make it prim, proper," she murmured in my ear, "or 
+passionate."  She pulled away.  "The choice is yours."
+     Before I could ask her what she meant, her lips briefly 
+brushed mine.  Then she walked away.
+     I followed her to the door.  I didn't know what to think or 
+say.  She turned just inside and said, "Life is a slow dance."
+     She left while I stared in uncomprehending confusion.  She 
+spoke in riddles and I didn't know how to respond.  I walked out 
+the door, but she was nowhere in sight.
+     I started the long walk home.  The night air was chilled and 
+moonlight still washed the colors away.  Where had she gone, and 
+what had she meant.  I stopped in an all night diner for coffee, 
+and tried to sort through my thoughts.  Confusion so fogged my 
+brain that I almost failed to see the lady sitting at the far 
+edge of the counter.  I shared the diner with her alone.
+     I stared at her, while she gazed out the window.  Color 
+began to seep back into the world, starting with her.  She 
+shifted and i quickly looked away, only to have my gaze wander 
+her way again moments later.  
+     Should I? I wondered.   Then another thought intruded--Could 
+I?
+     In my mind I heard a soft musical voice.  'Shape it to your 
+will and waltz through life, else die broken by the wall.'
+     With those words, the room exploded with warmth and light, 
+and I knew that I could.  Taking my cup, I moved to the end of 
+the counter.  "May I join you?"
+     The lady looked up and into my eyes.  I returned the gaze 
+without hesitation or fear.  She stared deeply for moment, then 
+smiled.  "It would be a pleasure," she said.
+     The mysterious lady with her riddles I never saw again.  
+She'd disappeared into the night leaving behind a memory.
+
+
+                             --END--
+Still Among the Beeblers
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                       *Still Among the Beeblers*
+                            by Robert McKay
+                 Dedicated to Zach Klein and Bill Lich:
+                        They invented the title
+                              *** *** ***
+
+     Operations can be frightening things.  Surgeons are not ordinary
+doctors; they've not splint-and-pill men.  They don't run family
+medicine clinics and write prescriptions for Billy's cough.  Surgeons
+cut people.  What surgeons do would be torture if performed on
+prisoners of war; when done to a seriously ill patient, it's medicine,
+and we're glad to have it.  But it's not a pleasant thought to know
+that tomorrow a surgeon will cut open your skin, slice down through
+muscle tissue, and generally wade through your innards.
+     Harry was not thrilled.  Tomorrow was his day.  He was due, he
+supposed - he'd been waiting all this time for the chance to get the
+problem taken care of, but now that it was here the fear had risen with
+devastating force.  He didn't care to be cut open and then pasted - or
+stapled or sewn - back together.  Cut and paste was what one did to
+text, not people.
+     But a bad heart was something that couldn't be gotten around.  And
+if the chance came to correct the problem, it was foolish to turn it
+down.  For all the fears and worries, it was better to be cut on and
+have the improvements made than to go through life wondering when the
+ticker would quit.
+     For now, Harry sat in his darkened room, pecking away.  Georgia
+lay in the bedroom, sleeping.  In order to cut down on the phone bills,
+Harry called late, and then, because the pull was so strong, sat up
+till even later answering the mail.  Computers, modems, offline mail
+readers - these were wondrous tools that had opened up a whole new
+world.  If he didn't make it out of the operating room, he'd miss this
+more than anything.
+                                 * * *
+     Harry stretched, careful to avoid pulling on the sutures that
+still held skin together.  The operation had been a success.  The
+surgeon had done his gruesome work with great skill and, Harry
+suspected, a touch of sadistic pleasure.  The new valve functioned
+superbly; Harry hadn't felt this well in years.  Georgia had noticed
+the difference, too - and had assigned him a list of "honey-do" jobs
+that increased in difficulty as his recovery proceeded.  Harry had
+complained, and complied.  At least he *could* do them, now.
+     He turned his attention back to the monitor.  He looked again
+at the words glowing on the screen: "So, Harry, how'd it go?  Still
+with us, or did you decided to migrate? :)"  A brief message, but
+warming.  People he'd never seen cared as much about the heart and the
+operation and the outcome of it all as much as did people he'd been
+seeing every day for 20 years.  Tears didn't come easy, but come they
+did.
+     Harry angrily wiped his arm across his eyes and reached for a
+Kleenex.  Men didn't react this way; maybe it was just the pollen or
+something.  He pulled the keyboard closer, and pecked out his reply:
+"Yep, I'm still among the beeblers."
+
+Too Long
+Copyright (c) 1994, Gage Steele
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                  Too Long
+               by Gage Steele
+
+
+     I lift the chilly plate from its shelf in the refrigerator and slam
+the door shut with my heel.  Bluish plastic wrap crinkles and puckers,
+having been sealed and resealed too many times around the dinner ware.
+Beneath the plastic lies what's left of my birthday cake, the dancing
+letters are smeared, illegible.  I tug the covering away, wad it up and
+hum it at the overflowing garbage bin.  It lands with a wet slap against
+two day old coffee grounds and sticks there.  The cake is stale, I warn
+myself, but somewhere inside, something has to know this for certain.  I
+dip my forefinger in the brown frosting and lift a glop to my lips.  The
+underside is palatable, but a fine layer, the topmost, crackles on my
+tongue.  I spit it out into the sink, tasting, faintly, mould.
+     A vase of roses stands on the counter next to the sink.  The flowers
+are dead; petals litter the area, brown like the cake.  A whispery spring
+breeze flits through the open window, rousing the ruined bouquet to a
+gentle hiss.  I pick up the vase and stare at the roses for a moment,
+once, so beautiful, now made ugly by time.  My arm arches, swooping over
+the sink, over the lip of the window and hangs, frozen, briefly.  And
+then, I let the vase fall to the ground below.
+
+A Chance Meeting in the Park
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    A Chance Meeting in the Park
+                           by Joe DeRouen
+
+
+
+
+     Sam fed the pigeons every day, without fail. Today was no
+exception. The sun shone down through the trees in accompaniment to the
+warm gentle breeze of summer, but all Sam noticed were the pigeons.
+     A large stone dolphin spat water into the sky, some of it splashing
+out of the fountain onto the grass surrounding it. None of it mattered
+to Sam. He continued to feed the birds, the world around him but a
+foggy, meaningless haze.
+     At least until SHE came into view. She sat on the park bench across
+from Sam, reading Newsweek magazine. She crossed her long legs and Sam
+could almost hear the rustle of silk underthings. Her tight red dress
+clung to her like a hungry pigeon to popcorn, and her long, delicate red
+hair brushed across her face in the wind. Cool eyes of blue gazed out,
+taking in her surroundings. She couldn't be a day over thirty. Her skin
+was a light creamy peach, unblemished by the ravages of the world.
+A moment later, her surveillance finished, she went back to the magazine.
+
+     Sam was forty. He'd been married once, but his wife had left him
+some ten years earlier. He'd been BORING, she said. She'd wanted
+adventure, and Sam couldn't give her that. Good old Sam, she'd said. 
+Good old Sam was good for sitting around the house, going to church on
+Sundays, taking in a movie now and then. She'd wanted something more, so
+she'd left. 
+     He'd dated sporadically since then, though no one ever really
+piqued his interest. He'd had his career, and that was that. He'd been
+at Miller Accounting firm for nearly twenty years, and had managed to
+rise to assistant manager. He didn't need a woman.
+     Didn't need a woman? Who was he trying to fool? He'd managed to
+fool himself for years, but deep inside he knew he didn't want to be
+alone.  
+
+     She turned her head away from the magazine, laughing as a pigeon
+pecked Sam's grey loafers as if to say "Hey, we're hungry!" Politely
+ignoring the moment's indiscretion, she went back to her magazine.
+
+     Sam tossed a bit of seed to the pigeon, enough to get it to give up
+it's assault on his feet. Sam's hair was turning grey, almost matching
+his loafers. He was getting old. He really wasn't happy at Miller
+Accounting, but what else did he have? He didn't have a wife, and he
+probably never would. Certainly no one would ever go out with HIM.
+Definitely no one like the lady in the red dress across from him. He
+couldn't help his gaze as it wandered to her, caressing her form like
+the gentle rays of the sun touching the morning dew. 
+
+     He could imagine how she saw him: old, out of shape, short brown
+hair starting to grey, his lusterless blue eyes paling in comparison to
+her own. Why, she probably wouldn't have noticed him at all were it not
+for that hungry pigeon.
+     If he asked her out (now THERE was a laugh!) he'd get turned down
+flat. He imagined it would go something like this . . . 
+
+
+     "Er . . . excuse me, ma'am. I couldn't help noticing you, and . . ."
+     "Yes?"
+     "Er.. It's awfully nice weather we're having today, isn't it?" Sam
+shuffled his feet, feeling more nervous than he had in years.
+     "I suppose it is. Did you need something, mister?" The woman in red
+asked, looking annoyed.
+     "Well, as a matter of fact yes. Do you come here often? I've been 
+in this park every day for over ten years, and I've never seen 
+you here before."
+     "Look, mister - If you need something, ask it. I'm on my lunch
+break, and I haven't got long. I have to be back to the office in about
+fifteen minutes, and I really want to get a start on this new Dean
+Koontz novel. Do you need something or not?" She gazed cooly up at him,
+icy eyes with a hint of danger.
+     "Well . . . Would you like to go out sometime?" He asked in a rush,
+the words coming out between ragged breaths.
+     "With YOU?" The woman laughed, then turned her attention to her
+novel. 
+
+
+     And that's where the fantasy ended. At that point, she'd laugh,
+rise to her feet, and stalk out of his life forever.
+     If there was even a chance she'd say yes, he might do it. Might
+actually ask her out. There wasn't a point to doing something that would
+only cause you heartache, was there?
+
+     His thoughts were interrupted by her movements. She folded the
+Newsweek magazine into her purse, stretching languidly across the green
+metal park bench. Soaking in the sun's warm breath, she sighed, smiling
+up to the sky. Reaching in her purse, she pulled a shiny-covered
+paperback book out. Dean Koontz's TWILIGHT'S LAST GLEAMING.
+
+     Sam's mouth dropped in shock. He couldn't be psychic, could he? He
+didn't believe in that sort of thing. She must have had the book out
+before, and his subconscious had picked up on it and used it in his
+fantasy. Makes sense.  
+     He was spending far more time than he should thinking about this
+woman. He'd have to get back to the office soon himself, and why ponder
+over what you can't have? Besides, even if she DID agree to go out with
+him - and that would never happen - he'd find some way to bungle it up.
+His thoughts seemed to lose focus, as he fantasized about how his dream 
+date might go . . . 
+
+
+      "I'm glad you agreed to go out with me, Kelly. I've been going to
+this restaurant for years, and they serve the best pasta I've ever
+eaten."
+      "I'll do anything once, I suppose." Kelly yawned, surveying the
+restaurant. It was dimly lit, and looked as if it hadn't changed in the
+last ten years. She instantly hated the place.
+      "Umm . . . Well, would you like to order now?"
+      "We might as well. I have to wash my hair tonight, so let's order
+something quick."
+      "The linguini in red clam sauce is really great!" Intoned Sam, with
+an exuberance he didn't feel. This wasn't going at all well.
+      "Well . . . Great. I'll have that, then."
+      "Would you like some wine? This red wine is delicious." Maybe this
+was going somewhere after all. Maybe the wine would relax her. He tried
+to steady his shaking hands as he began to fill her glass.
+      "Sure, I'd love some . . ." She smiled for the first time at Sam.
+      The wine sloshed over the edge of the glass as Sam's attention
+wavered to her smile. 
+      "Oops!" He yelled, loud enough to draw the attention of half the
+room. "Let me . . ." Reaching for a napkin, he managed to knock the full
+glass of red wine into her lap.
+      "Eeek!" She screamed, leaping to her feet. "All over my new silk 
+dress! dammit, I KNEW I shouldn't have come!"
+
+
+      Yes, he'd bungle it up for sure. There was no doubt in his mind.
+He hadn't been on a date in longer than he could remember. Why, he'd
+probably forgotten how! If it wasn't the wine, he'd say something wrong
+or forget to hold her chair for her, or something. 
+      
+      The rest of the world lost to the novel, her eyes danced through
+the pages as Sam's eyes once again fell upon hers. She shifted in the
+bench, as if sensing her admirer's gaze. Her black leather purse tumbled 
+from her lap to the ground below, revealing gold-embossed initials: KM.
+In one swift motion, the purse was recovered and she was once again
+buried in Koontz's prose.
+
+      Sam's eyes popped out of his head. KM? Her name was Kelly in his
+fantasy. He couldn't have seen the purse; the initials had been facing
+away from him. He shook himself, as if to force some sense back into his
+tired frame. His imagination was working overtime. He must have seen the
+purse after all, or just had a lucky guess. Besides, even if he WAS
+blessed with a premonition of some sort, what did it matter? The
+premonition was bad. His fantasies ended up with him wearing a liberal
+amount of egg on his face. What good was that?
+
+      She placed the book face down on the bench, then rose to her
+feet. Stretching, her form pushed fully against the confines of her
+dress. Her black pumps showed off her well-developed calf muscles, as
+she smiled into the distance. Taking a deep breath, she found the bench
+again and went back to her book.
+
+      Sam's eyes caressed her body longingly. She was the most
+beautiful woman he'd ever seen, even more so than his ex-wife.  
+Almost imperceptibly, his surroundings once again seemed to fall away 
+and his mind was elsewhere . . . 
+
+
+       "Kelly, will you marry me?" 
+       "Sam . . ." She looked away from his eyes, focusing on a point
+beyond him.
+       They'd been dating for two years. He'd asked her out and she'd
+actually gone, and, even more amazing, enjoyed herself. They'd continued
+to date off and on, never committing, but growing closer.
+       "Kelly, I love you."
+       "You know, that's the first time you've said that."
+       "Well, I DO. I've loved you since I first saw you. You are my
+heart." He started to cry, swept away by the emotions he felt inside
+him.
+       "Why did you take so long to tell me?" She found his eyes,
+reaching out to touch his cheek. "I knew you cared for me. Dating anyone
+this long has to mean something. But you've only kissed me a handful of
+times. You've never come into my house. You've never made love to me."
+       "Kelly!" Sam blurted, looking away. "I've wanted to, lord knows
+I've wanted to. Kelly, I've been so scared. I didn't want to scare you
+off. I didn't want to lose you like I lost Sara . . ."
+       "I'm not her! I'm me, dammit! Never once have you held me, never
+once have you taken me away for the weekend. Two years, Sam! I kept
+waiting for you to do something - anything! - but you wouldn't."
+       "I was scared!" His tears fell freely now. "You're so beautiful. I
+wanted you so much, I was afraid I'd lose you. That day I met you in the
+park, I was terrified to ask you out. I managed to do that, somehow, but
+I've been scared ever since. It took me so long to find you, I didn't
+want to lose you." 
+       "Sam . . ." Tears came to her eyes. "Sam, if you'd only said
+something sooner. All this time . . . I've loved you, I've wanted you to
+love me. You wouldn't even commit to dating exclusive."
+       "I haven't dated anyone." He said stiffly. "I've never looked at
+another woman since I met you. I haven't wanted to."
+       "Why didn't you SAY something, Sam?"
+       "Kelly . . . If you don't want to marry me, we can wait. We'll
+take it slow . . ."
+       "Sam, there's someone else. I didn't want to wait! He asked me to
+marry him. Yes, Sam, he ASKED. And I accepted! That's why I asked you to
+meet me here. To tell you."
+       He felt as though his heart had just died. "It's Gary, from your
+office. Isn't it? I knew he had his eye on you . . ."
+
+       The world seemed to snap back in place, and Sam was on the park
+bench again, pigeons all around him. The fountain was pumping water into
+the air, creating little rainbows in the sun. Kelly - No, he reminded
+himself, the woman in red - was still reading. His thoughts were his own
+again.
+       "Kelly!" Shouted a thirtysomething man in a grey pinstriped
+business suit, about thirty feet from the center of the park. His blonde
+wavy hair didn't blow in the wind, as he walked briskly towards the
+woman in red.
+
+        Kelly? His thoughts raced, his heart pounded. The world around
+him seemed to come into focus, defining, gaining a crystal clear edge.
+The fog was gone, replaced by a sharp awareness. He felt his muscles act 
+of their own accord, as he rose from his bench.
+
+        "Hey, Gary." She called, a voice so sweet it sent chills through
+Sam's soul. "How was the business trip?"
+
+        He'd lost so much already. Sam stepped away from his bench, as
+thoughts and images raced through his mind. Thoughts of his wife
+pleading with him, of a childhood lost, years at a dead end job. Chances
+not lost, but never taken. Decisions sidestepped in favor of fear. In an
+instant, he made a decision. 
+
+        "Kelly?" Asked Gary, nearly upon them. "I was wondering,
+if you're not busy . . ."
+      
+        "Excuse me." Smiled Sam, quickly putting himself between Kelly
+and her advancing officemate. "Kelly, could we . . . talk?" 
+
+        "Sam?" She asked, finding his eyes. She smiled.
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+
+
+
+Only Words I See
+Copyright (c) 1993, Michael Slusher
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+*** Only Words I See ***
+
+How can I tell you my feelings when
+you're so far away?
+The feeling inside is emptyness
+I have so much to say.
+
+I saw you on my video screen when
+you wrote your words to me.
+I heard your voice in my ear last night
+it almost set me free.
+
+Now I've got this pain inside and
+it's tearing up my soul.
+You may not see my pain inside but
+it won't leave me whole.
+
+You're not here, neither am I.
+I'm not there and I don't know why.
+Who are you, my mystery love?
+When will you show your face?
+I need to see your eyes, my love
+and gaze far into that place
+that place only you know...
+will make me cry.
+
+Daily I try to remind myself that
+you're just a fantasy.
+I try to be casual and light but
+you move me too deeply.
+
+Sometimes I tell myself you are
+playing a predator.
+This victim of a hungry heart is
+laid out on the floor.
+
+If I knew what's in your mind I
+might be able to cope.
+Without your honest feelings known I
+really have no hope.
+
+You're not here, neither am I.
+I'm not there and I don't know why.
+Who are you, my mystery love?
+When will you show your face?
+I need to see your eyes, my love
+and gaze far into that place
+that place only you know...
+can make me cry.
+
+I called you on the telephone when
+you were too busy.
+I kicked myself for hours that night
+obsessed so foolishly.
+
+Your love is yours to keep or give
+not to be casually thrown.
+Who am I to want your love or
+take it as my own.
+
+You could not love a phantom voice or
+words typed on a screen.
+I've found my love living far away and
+your words are all I've seen.
+
+You're not here, neither am I.
+I'm not there and I don't know why.
+Who are you, my mystery love?
+When will you show your face?
+I need to see your eyes, my love
+and gaze far into that place
+that place only you know...
+
+it makes me cry.
+
+
+(c) 1993 Michael Slusher
+
+
+Dragons
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+ Date sent : Mon 19 Dec 88 12:11    
+     
+ You    
+ imagining, being, feeling    
+ closer than before,    
+ better and better    
+ my love    
+      
+ Dragons are mythical creatures    
+ or so I've been told.    
+ Yet each night I think of one    
+ whose love has given me    
+ the reality of being loved    
+ and maybe more importantly    
+ the essence of seeing myself 
+ as worth much more than gold.    
+ Can you love what mythos says is real?    
+ Can hearts trancend the barrier    
+ of altered states of truth?    
+ I don't know - but of one thing I am sure    
+ I love a dragon in this reality.    
+ 
+ Dragons are mystical creatures    
+ as far as I can tell.    
+ Each night I dream of one   
+ whose love has given me   
+ the passion I'd been missing   
+ and maybe more importantly   
+ the interchange of human love   
+ that's worth much more than gold.   
+ Can you see what love says is real?   
+ Can we trancend the barrier   
+ we built before we knew   
+ I love you - but of one thing I am sure   
+ I love a dragon, and get this, he loves me.   
+ 
+    
+   
+ Written online by Tamara 
+ (c) 1988
+
+Backlit
+Copyright (c) 1992, David M. Ziegler
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                           BACKLIT
+                                 
+               A shadow outlined against a screen.
+         Out of touch and searching for I know not what.
+           Someone whose broken with shattered dreams.
+                 Dialing outward into the night.
+                                 
+            A sound of static and that welcome whine.
+             A bright warm greeting, a password line.
+                  Welcome friend we do not care.
+             what you have done, with whom, or where.
+                                 
+           In this world of ascii and modems and such.
+                We do not feel, or cry, or touch.
+          We can sit here lonely in our revolving chair.
+               Telling lies to the folks out there.
+
+
+
+           We can live in a fantasy of games and talk.
+         About Star Trek or` puters or how to use a wok.
+             In our world of magic there is no pain.
+                 no warm fuzzys, no sun, no rain.
+                                 
+                 We sit wishing for other dreams.
+               Of human contact, of life of dreams.
+          Locked in our rooms with our own little dream.
+           Our profile backlit by the computer screen.
+                                 
+                                        (c) DAVID M ZIEGLER 1992
+     
+                                 
+
+           
+You
+Copyright (c) 1988, Sylvia Ramsey
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                        You
+ 
+ 
+When I am with you
+       Space is limitless, and
+                Time is without meaning.
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       Love explodes, into
+            Flowers like music on
+                    Vibrating notes rising
+                                 To a crescendo!
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       The highest heights
+            Can be scaled,
+                   Fear is non-existent.
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       The farthest distances
+            Even to galaxies unknown
+                        Are but stepping stones
+                                 To ecstasy.
+ 
+We are lovers eternal,
+            Who can be parted for only
+                        Brief moments in the
+                                 River of time.
+ 
+ 
+When I am with you,
+       Is to love,
+             Is to live,
+                   Is to be.
+ 
+
+Pride
+Copyright (c) 1993, Mark Denslow
+All rights reserved
+
+             
+            Pride
+
+the void between you and me is too great
+for me to see the beginning and the end
+I should have said to you, "Wait!"
+for you were my only good friend
+I know now I could have been wrong
+I was the disillusioned one
+that was the price I paid for this song
+it is all said and done
+where were you when I needed you?
+gone away with your strong pride
+you left because you knew
+I could have completely died
+    when you were there for me I was whole
+    I miss you dearly with all my soul
+
+
+His Eyes
+Copyright (c) 1989, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                His Eyes
+           by Patricia Meeks
+
+
+She looked into his golden eyes
+where once there had been fire, laughter and desire,
+and as she looked deeper,
+under the surface of once was,
+the fire changed to sadness
+the laughter to tears
+and the desire to loneliness.
+
+She wondered why the things that were had come to pass from what was...
+
+And as she wondered she began to search even deeper,
+Until at last her eyes saw pain, deep and hurting,
+barely discernible in the burnished flecked gold.
+
+She was drawn to that hurt,
+for she had known it herself,
+a pain that slowly tore at her,
+that she recognized as her own.
+
+And because she knew the pain inside him,
+even though it had burned her once, when once was,
+she still was compelled to reach out.
+Her hand drifting in the air,
+to softly land, ever gently against the solid thumping. . .
+
+Of his heart . . . the source of his hurt.
+Her heart thumped in rhythm with his as it pumped warmth
+that spread through her body to her open fingers,
+and gently because she knew the pain was deep,
+she gave her warmth to him in peace,
+placing it ever tenderly . . .
+
+Against his heart, warming the coldness of his pain.
+
+And she watched as the warmth spread to his eyes,
+as once again they began to smile,
+the sadness changed to fire,
+the tears to laughter, and the
+loneliness to desire.
+
+And she smiled also
+knowing that
+once was and what were
+had become now.
+
+
+In the west
+Copyright (c) 1993, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+In the West
+by J. Guenther
+
+
+        I can't see her, in the western horizon,
+but I scan my eyes to the setting sun
+wondering what she is doing,
+        and hoping my heart is with her.
+
+Diety Dwells Within
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        Diety Dwells Within
+        By Thomas Van Hook
+        3 Jan 1994, 22:30
+        Bedford, Texas
+ 
+ 
+   Throughout the ages
+   Of limitless time
+   Man has wondered
+   And looked to the sky
+ 
+   In times of crisis
+   When needs arise
+   Man has prayed
+   Staring to the sky
+ 
+   For unanswered prayer
+   Such shaken faith
+   Man curses the Gods
+   Shaken fist to the sky
+ 
+   Such selfish desires
+   Unfettered pride
+   Man seems never
+   To look inside
+   We are merely a reflection of the potential
+   for Diety dwells within us all...
+ 
+ 
+...written with help from Lisa Tamara.
+
+House Cat
+Copyright (c) 1994, Albert S. Johnston
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                  House Cat
+ 
+                      I
+ 
+          You know, that animal's so stupid
+          that I once saw her take a flyin' jump
+          off the top of the vent-a-hood
+          to catch a moth.
+          Middle of the kitchen,
+          a straight drop
+          of over 6 1/2' to the floor.
+          Well, she landed on her feet,
+          walked away and oh yeah,
+          she caught that moth.
+          She played with it for a bit
+          before it died.
+          Then she ate it.
+ 
+                     II
+ 
+          You have to watch the children
+          whenever they're around.
+          They are not to be trusted.
+          The woman is affectionate
+          but rarely to be seen;
+          she is good to sleep on, though.
+          The man is somewhat of an enigma.
+          He can be kind or cruel,
+          whatever his mood dictates,
+          distant or familiar.
+          He feeds me and I suppose
+          I put up with him
+          more than I might otherwise
+          because of this.
+          The dogs are allowed in
+          when the sun goes down.
+          They offer some entertainment
+          but more than anything else
+          the smell of outside.
+ 
+   Albert S. Johnston (c) 1994
+ 
+Young Man On a Fence, 1967
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Young Man On a Fence, 1967
+--------------------------
+ 
+It seems there was a time
+        you climbed,
+scampered over the fences that
+your father built.
+Turning your back, leaving the
+        bureaucrats and diplomats
+to their fence sitting
+ 
+They gaze incredulously after you
+        as you scampered
+down the hillside laughing,
+screaming, giddy with relief
+        as the bramble bushes bit
+into your ankle; tumbling.
+ 
+However, out of necessity? circumstance? age?
+You took up your fathers vain pursuit.
+ 
+Now, stooped over, cursing, driving
+        rusty nails into rotting fenceposts
+ 
+I can see the contmept and loathing
+        in your movements
+        and assure myself that you would
+        (if everything wasn't so gray)
+        drop your hammer and leave
+ 
+        others to set up parameters and
+        drive fenceposts into the ground
+And tumble through the bramble just as you
+        did after this photograph was taken 
+        on a black and white day in 1967.
+ 
+I stole this from an old, yellowed photo
+I keep in my wallet.
+
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+Top Ten List  
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Proposed Movie Sequels For 1994
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+ 10. Remains of the Day II: Aww Mom, Leftovers Again?
+  9. Free Willy II: Sorry, We're All Out - Come Back Tomorrow
+  8. Sequel to The Firm - The Slightly Out of Shape  
+  7. Wayne's World III: The End of The World Is Nigh
+  6. Sequel to The Man Without a Face: The Man Without a Penis - 
+     The John Wayne Bobbit Story
+  5. Indecent Proposal II: For a Million Dollars, I'll Do It Twice!
+  4. The Last Action Hero II: Well, Maybe Not The LAST Action Hero . . .
+  3. Sleepless in Seattle II: Abusing the Tranqualizers
+  2. Sequel to The Pelican Brief - Porcupine Panties
+  1. Honey, I Ate the Kids
+
+How To Get a Computer Nerd Into Bed  
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        How To Get a Computer Nerd Into Bed
+                       <Or>
+        What To Do When The Chips Are Down
+
+
+     It's nearing Valentine's Day. Your husband (or wife) has been on
+the computer for three months straight. His communication of late has
+been nothing more than incomprehensible ramblings about the internet or
+Apogee's latest game.
+     You'd like a little romantic attention for a change, but don't
+quite know how to go about getting it. Sexy lingerie, a romantic dinner,
+artsy porn movies - nothing you do or say seems to work.
+     We at STTS magazine have compiled a helpful list of phrases and
+ideas that just might do the trick! Use them sparingly, and with
+discretion. Above all, use them wisely. Good luck, and let us know how
+it all turns out. We're praying for you!
+
+
+
+
+Phrases that will turn him/her on
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+How about a little time sharing?
+Would you like to try a manual entry?
+My response time is shorter than an ELF.
+I run on AC or DC.
+I'll trade you my software for your hardware.
+I'm a member of Aslib.
+Want to try my back-up equipment?
+How about a digital search?
+Boot my system!
+Mind if I run a cylinder scan on you?
+Let's push our upload/download ratio to the limit!
+Wanna see my dedicated port?
+You can have direct access if you want.
+How about a flip-flop?
+Your LSP really turns me on!
+Like to see my head rotor?
+Let me try your joystick
+Kiss my system!
+I'd love to FTP your file!
+You'll always be LILO in my system.
+It's time to log in.
+Warm boot me all night long!
+Massage my input.
+Wanna twiddle my mouse?
+I've also got a slow mode.
+I'm gonna Telnet your brains out!
+I'm programmed for parallel processing.
+I'm into RAM.
+RIP me into shreds!
+Let's advance the state of the art.
+Like some digital timesharing of my TTS?
+Wanna play Artifical Intelligence Hot Chat?
+
+
+Clothes that will drive him/her wild
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+White shirt with plastic pencil case in pocket
+T-shirt with rock group on front
+White socks
+Worn out running shoes
+Shiny suit pants
+Hawaiian shirt
+12-point wingtips
+Carry a briefcase
+
+
+Food to stimulate him/her
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+Warm Coke
+Twinkies
+Szechuan food
+Week-old pizza
+Oreo cookies
+Lukewarm coffee
+
+
+Selected reading to whisper in his/her ear
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+On circuit operation (read as if lecturing):
+
+"The input signal is impressed on the grid of the voltage amplifier tube,
+T_1.  This signal is amplified and appears across R_1 after
+experiencing a 180' phase shift."
+
+On common polyphase rectifier circuits:
+
+"A three-phase, delta-wye circuit, sometimes known as a three-phase,
+half-wave rectifier circuit, has the disadvantage of giving a large ripple
+voltage in the output circuit."
+
+If all else fails, try this wining line:
+
+"I = {E \over X_T} \quad{\rm where}\quad
+X_T = X_{c1} + { X_{c2}X_{c3} \over X_{c2} + X_{c3} } +
+{ X_{c4} X_{c5} X_{c6} \over X_{c4} X_{c5} + X_{c7} }"
+
+Last but not least, a romantic line from the internet:
+
+"To: FTPMAIL@Chrysalis.org
+GET SUN9402.ZIP"
+
+     
+     If none of this has worked so far, you're probably out of luck. Our
+advice: get a new spouse. Do something that only your spouse could
+really appreciate - upgrade. 
+                             
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+               U.S.A. 
+
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly
+ "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in
+ three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ twice-yearly awards.
+
+ Twice-Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the twice-yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format. There are no
+ limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's
+ a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 80 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, and Scotland.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8188 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (19.2 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is SUN9402.ZIP. After Mar. 1st, the current issue
+will be SUN9403.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: SUN9403.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+Well, it's 5:30 p.m. on February 2, 1994.  The weather outside is quite
+chilly, but, thanks to the miracle of central heating, it is quite warm
+and cozy inside.  I am writing this column on the request of my beloved
+husband, The Editor, so if you like it, send lots and lots of praise to
+him for his choice of end notes writers for this month.
+
+What exactly does one say in an end notes column?  Something about an
+end... a completion... a termination... a dropped carrier... a finish...
+buttocks???  I guess I'll just pick one and go with that.
+
+This month's magazine has dealt mostly with everyone's favorite subject for
+the month of February - LOVE!!!  The one thing on earth that is both as
+perennial as the grass and as elusive as the title to a song that's going
+through your brain.  Without it, we're but hollow realizations of the
+fully actualized persons that we are capable of being.
+
+As I write this column, I realize that I never got around to answering
+my husband's question for the month of February - "What is the romantic
+thing that you've ever had happen to you?"  I've had difficulty answering
+this question because almost 5 years of marriage to him is the most
+romantic thing that I've ever had happen to me.  I can single out dozens
+of individual events that have transpired over the past 5 years, each
+of them extremely romantic, but none more or less romantic than the
+event that went before it, because each of them was laden with love.
+
+I hope that this month's issue has reminded those of you with a special
+romantic interest how precious the gift that you give one another every
+day is, and to encourage those of you without a special romantic interest
+that, whatever heartaches you have endured, keep trying.  It's worth
+it.
+
+Peace and love to all of you.
+
+Heather DeRouen
+
+
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+  Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  Volume II, Issue 3                         March 1st, 1994
+
+  Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+  Editorial: Why Is This Issue Small?............Joe DeRouen
+  Staff of STTS.............................................
+  >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News.....................
+  The Question & Answers Session............................
+  Choosing a Monster BBS.........................Gage Steele
+  My View: Education and Miss Dunlap............Martin Weiss   
+  Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+  >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+  Animal Rights and Wrongs......................Kathy Kemper
+  Interview: Dr. Kenneth N. Matsumura, M.D. ..L. Shawn Aikwn
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+  >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+  (Movie) Greedy...............................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) 8 Seconds............................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Sugar Hill...........................Bruce Diamond
+  (Movie) Ace Ventura, Pet Detective...........Bruce Diamond
+  (Book) Lasher/Anne Rice....................Heather DeRouen
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software       
+  >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+  The Little Red Schoolhouse: A Fable?......Sylvia L. Ramsey
+  Love in the Winter..........................Franchot Lewis      
+  Lifeboat......................................Robert McKay
+  The Kingdom of Knadda.......................David A. Bates
+  The Shop....................................F. Edson Meade
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+  >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+  Suicide.............................................Tamara
+  The Side Show..............................Daniel Sendecki
+  Mom.......................................David M. Ziegler
+  Prison........................................Mark Denslow   
+  Now I Lay Me Down..........................Albert Johnston
+  Music of the Inner Soul....................Thomas Van Hook
+  The Slashing................................Author Unknown 
+  Reprieve.......................................Harlan Pine      
+  Bumper Sticker Beliefs.........................J. Guenther
+  >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+  Top Ten List...............................Heather DeRouen
+  Uncle Bert's Computer Almanac..............Albert Johnston
+  >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+  How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+  ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+  Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+  Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+  Contact Points............................................
+  Distribution Sites........................................
+  Distribution Via Networks.................................
+  End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen       
+
+
+      Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine Vol. II No. 3 March 1st, 1994       
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+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº             ÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜ             ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº     ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ     ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº   ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ   ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº   ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ   ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº   ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ   ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº   ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ   ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº   ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÜßÛÛÛÛÛßÜÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß   ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº    ßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜ    ÜÛÛÛÜ    ÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜ    ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº      ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ       ÛÛÛ       ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ      ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº                   ÛÛÛß                    ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº           ßÛÛÜ   ÛÛÛß  Luck of the        ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛº            ßßÛÛÛÛÛßß      Irish to you!   ºÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛºÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍßßßßßÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍͺÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ                                                                                                                                
+                                                                                
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sigh. A number of things contributed to this being a "small" issue, none
+of which the least was computer problems. I had some problem with the
+STTS support BBS, but managed to fix everything. Unfortunately, the
+magazine was delayed and some articles were lost. Everything should be
+back to normal next month, though.
+
+The second reason is that February is just too darned short. <grin>
+
+See you next month!
+
+Joe DeRouen, March 2nd 1994
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Fiction, articles
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Liz Shelton............................Answer Me Columnist
+  Gage Steele............................Monster BBS Columnist
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do, live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Liz Shelton works in an office all day, but by night she pokes around
+  on her computer (to include a large portion of BBSing), and practices
+  her guitar (she needs a LOT more practice).  Liz likes to write when
+  she gets the notion, as long as she doesn't have to be too serious.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  David A. Bates.........................Fiction
+  Mark Denslow...........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Albert S. Johnston.....................Poetry
+  Kathy Kemper...........................Review
+  Robert McKay...........................Fiction
+  F. Edson Meade.........................Fiction
+  Harlan Pine............................Poetry
+  Sylvia Ramsey..........................Fiction
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Poetry
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry
+  David Ziegler..........................Poetry
+
+
+
+  Dave Bates is an Environmental Compliance Administrator for the City
+  of Goshen, Indiana.  He has written several short stories, many of
+  which deal with ecological topics.  None have been published to date.
+  He is also working on a novel dealing with a chemical spill disaster.
+  He has had one article, on household hazardous waste, published in a
+  national journal.  His hobbies include BBSing, reading, numerous
+  outdoor activites and, for the time being, writing.  He has a Master's
+  Degree in Public Administration.
+
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Chrles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  Albert Johnston survived twenty years of indiscretion + twenty years
+  of trying to get my karma straight. Forty years total. He feels like
+  he's the same person he was at 18, he just moves a lot slower. He has
+  two teenage sons, which should put him in line for some sort of
+  citation.  He and his wife have been on a joint voyage of discovery
+  for the last 18 years. His main means of providing for his family at
+  this time is supervising a rag tag band of fugitive diesel mechanics
+  at the Dallas Area Rapid Transit, aka DART, in Texas. He's been doing
+  this for about ten years, but still hasn't decided what he wants to be
+  when he grows up.
+
+  A trained economist, Kathy Kemper spends much of her time away from
+  ordinary business pursuits.  It could correctly be stated that she
+  has 'gone to the dogs' as a great deal of her time is spent with
+  her Border Collies.  These dogs dominate her life (or at least try
+  to).  She is the officer of several organizations and a free-lance
+  writer who has actually been published and paid for her works.
+  Kathy is new to the world of BBSing but seems to enjoy it greatly.
+  She has yet to decide what she wants to be when she grows up.
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk.
+
+  F. Edson Meade enjoys scotch, lends out books, and is a dangerous pool
+  player.
+
+  Harlan Pine has lived in many differant places owing to the fact that
+  his father was in the Air Force.  He currently resides in North Texas
+  by choice.  Besides writing romantic vignettes, he also enjoys
+  exploring the relms of Dark Fantasy.  He is currently working on a
+  novel and several short stories.  This is his first sale.
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, sargeant in the USAF and part time demigod, is
+  stationed somewhere in northern Europe.  Due to the many warrants out
+  for his arrest and psychotic acquaintances, he has asked that his
+  precise location be kept anonymous.  He and his wife Kathy spend much
+  of their free time investing in the diaper industry due to a tiny
+  Elfling that was laid upon their doorstep....recently dubbed Corey.
+  In an effort to escape such bondage, Tommy has taken to haunting
+  various castle- ruins, playing tag-you're it with certain ugly porcine
+  creatures, reading SF and gracing his friends with poetry.  His poetic
+  style is marked with a characteristic honesty and directness that
+  ranges from the dark and brooding to startling reflections of life.
+
+  Marty Weiss began his freelance writing activities after retiring from
+  a career as a business executive. He's had three non-fiction
+  (business) books published as well as some feature and Op-Ed articles
+  in magazines, newspapers, and Sunday supplements. He has been writing
+  a regular column, "Through Marty's Eyes," for a regional newspaper for
+  the last several years. When not writing or BBSing, he spends his time
+  reading, doing business consulting, and growing older with Eileen, his
+  wife.
+
+  David Ziegler's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away
+  to a few friends. He then started  writing Satirical Prose and found
+  it a great stress reliever.  He lives in Sacramento with his wife
+  Gloria and two cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which
+  gives him fodder for the keyboard.  Writing to David is a kind of
+  cleansing it is something that when he has to do it he has no choice.
+  By the same token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his
+  head.
+
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+
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+STTS BBS is ran on TriBBS v5.1 software (registered, of course), a 33Mhz
+80386 DX computer, two IDE hard drives (120 meg and 170 meg), a Zoom
+14.4k Fax/Modem, and a VGA monitor. Soon, it'll be hooked up via a LAN
+to a 50Mhz 80486 DX with half a gig of storage space.
+
+It's run on one phone line, and the number is (214) 620-8793. At some
+point in the near future, we hope to add another node as well as a 28.8k
+Fax/Modem. 
+
+One last thing - it's entirely free. Donations are accepted (so far,
+I've only received three) but you can't buy higher access. Access is
+completely, 100% FREE. 
+
+STTS BBS carries 30+ doors (games and information), a good deal of them
+registered. We also carry four networks (RIME, Pen & Brush Net, World
+Message Exchange, and PlanoNet) as well as a large file area. The file
+area specializes in electronic magazines (carrying the entire back issue
+run of several!), texts on all subjects, and shareware text adventure
+games. Of course, there's also a wide variety of other programs to be
+had, including BBS doors, telecommunication packages, arcade/adventure
+games, offline mail readers, and more! Additionally, STTS BBS is a
+support BBS for TriBBS software and carries just about all the programs
+available out there for TriBBS. STTS BBS is also a regional HUB for Pen
+& Brush Net (P&BNet) as well as a HUB for World Message Exchange (WME).
+Lastly, we're a member of the American BBS Association. 
+
+About 70% of the callers are from Texas, as it's a Dallas-based BBS. The
+other 30%, however, are from just about everywhere else. Oklahoma,
+California, Virginia, Oregon, Kansas, Illinois - you name it. We've had
+several people from Canada and the UK call as well. Most of the long
+distance callers are SysOps calling to download STTS Magazine every
+month (those that don't get it through the net) but there's several
+"just plain users" who call to participate in the message base or
+download files. 
+
+
+Each month, we'll discuss additions and upgrades to the BBS as well as
+new door games added, nets or conferences added, and just general news
+about the BBS. We'll divide it into two sections - BBS News and Net
+News. With that said, away we go . . .  
+
+
+BBS News: 
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS is going to sponser a Legend of the Red
+Dragon tournament! That's right, Seth Able's popular LORD game will be
+used for the first in a series of game tournaments.
+
+Entry fee into the tournament is $10.00/per person, and the winner
+receives $25.00 in cash as well as mention in these electronic pages.
+
+Everyone who enters receives access to the soon-to-be-installed second,
+private note.
+
+Download LORDCONT.ZIP for more details, or look for details on STTS BBS
+or write to Joe DeRouen via any of the avenues mentioned elsewhere in
+this issue under CONTACT POINTS. 
+
+I've added a couple of new doors to the BBS. The Lost Lands (by David
+Cooke) is a wonderfully inventive role playing game in the best
+tradition of the old Infocom text adventures and Dungeons and Dragons.
+It'll soon join the growing list of registered doors on the system.
+
+The Online Legal Advisor (registered!) also joins the list of door games
+and information doors.
+
+The most popular download for February was SUN9402.ZIP, the February
+issue of this magazine. Number two was RAH9402.ZIP, Dave Bealer's       
+wonderfully funny humor magazine. Number three was MCI.ZIP,
+a text file explaining MCI's new PC Connect plan. The fourth most
+popular file was STTSINFO.ZIP, an old file explaining the concept and
+execution of STTS Magazine. Fifth most popular was SM9402.ZIP, Lucia
+Chamber's Jan. issue of Smoke & Mirrors magazine. Four of the top five
+download were literature-related. Our callers know quality, that's for
+sure! <Grin> 
+
+The top five local message writers were 1) Joe DeRouen, 2) Shawn Aiken, 
+3) Tommy Van Hook, 4) Heather DeRouen, and 5) Robert McKay.
+
+Not counting myself, Tim Bellomy contributed the most uploads, followed
+by Alissa Harvey, Don Bird, Sara Levinson, and Danny Grider.
+
+
+
+Net News:   
+
+We've now got STTS Magazine conferences on both Pen & Brush Net
+and RIME. Check 'em out! (SysOps: Please consider picking up these
+conferences. On RIME, the channel number is 448. On P&BNet, IF you're
+using Postlink, it's 1108. If you're *not* using Postlink, ask your HUB
+SysOp)
+
+We've also added several new conferences from WME (thanks to finding a
+local HUB, Tim Bellomy's Bucket Bored BBS) as well as a few from RIME.
+As always, STTS BBS carries the full line up of Pen & Brush Net
+conferences.  
+
+The top five netmail message writers were 1) Lucia Chambers, 2) Joe
+DeRouen, 3) Robert McKay, 4) Brian Whatcott, and 5) Michael Gibbs. 
+
+The top five requested files via any of the nets on STTS was 1)
+SUN9402.ZIP, 2) P&BPOST.ZIP (info packet on P&BNet), 3) RDRM30.ZIP
+(ReadRoom v3.0 reading door), 4) SCRABFAQ.ZIP (text file on everything
+you ever wanted to know about Scrabble), and 5) LITES29.ZIP (issue 29 of
+Bruce Diamond's movie review elec. magazine LIGHTS OUT). 
+
+All in all, February was a great month for the BBS. If there's anything
+that wasn't covered in this column that you'd like to see covered next
+month, drop me a line. 
+
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+This month's question: "What do you feel would be the single most
+important thing that could be done to improve life in the United
+States?"
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+========================================================================  
+========================================================================    
+
+STTS Magazine readers,
+
+The question for the QUESTION AND ANSWERS column in the March issue of
+STTS Magazine is:
+
+"What do you feel would be the single most important thing that could be
+done to improve life in the United States?"
+
+
+As always, good answers will be printed in the March issue of the
+magazine. They may be edited for clarity (ie: quotes of this message
+taken out) but will otherwise remain intact. By answering this message,
+you give permission for STTS to publish your letter.
+
+Thanks, and keep reading!
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 20368  of  20472       Date : 02/13/94 09:59
+Confer  : Writers <P&BNet>
+From    : Sylvia Ramsey
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : March
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+Joe,
+   My reply to this is based on my own perception and beliefs.  I feel
+that one of the sources of most of our problem is all aspects of life
+deal with communication.  Communication breakdowns and barriers cause
+many of the symptoms our society experiences.  Communication is more
+that speaking or hearing, it's listening and getting accurate meaning,
+it's seeing and understanding what we see, and it's feeling empathy not
+sympathy for the people around us.  Maybe the scene from the play "Our
+Town" by Thorton Wilder in which young Emily Webb, who died prematurely
+at the age of 26, is allowed to return to earth from heaven one day will
+illustrate what I mean.
+
+To her mother and father this day is just another day in their life;
+but, to Emily it is the only day that she has.  Because of her new
+insights, Emily is distressed by her family's lack of genuine
+communication and by the distracted, matter-of-fact manner of her
+mother.  Finally in desperation she cries out:
+     "Oh Mama, just look at me one minute as though you really saw
+      me....Just for a moment now we're all together.....Let's look at
+      one another."
+
+We live our live as if they are filled with tomorrows never ending.
+With all the hardships, and terrible things that are present
+for each of us to cope with daily, how much better would all our lives
+be if we would truly stop, "look" and "listen" to one another.
+
+----Sylvia
+---
+ þ QMPro 1.50 42-7046 þ "In the Wind of the mind arises the turbulence called I
+ þ TNet 3.90 ÷ P&BNet - The Imperial Palace 706-592-1344
+
+========================================================================
+
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+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 553    of    556       Date : 02/12/94 05:37
+Confer  : News <P&BNet>
+From    : Michael Disabato
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : March
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+Make the government a for-profit company run by the shareholders.
+
+
+---
+ þ WinQwk 2.0b#57 þ Death To All Tyrants
+ þ TriNet: þ P&BNet(tm) þ The White Star Line þ Park Ridge, IL þ (708) 823-4814
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+========================================================================
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+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 107    of    107       Date : 02/17/94 03:16
+Reply To: 103
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Daniel Nations
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : March..
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+        Stamp out the political correctness movement centering in
+Austin Tx and reaching out to the four corners of this country.  It is
+the most gross and over-popular forms of censorship I've seen in all my
+days and, besides all of that, it cuts out most of my normal speech.
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1614   of   1622       Date : 02/15/94 06:49
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : Dave Bates
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : March
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+The single most important thing that we should do to improve the overall
+quality of life in the United States is to revitalize our educational
+.
+
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+
+
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+
+========================================================================
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+N9321r  : 161946 of    107       Da4e : 16:54/94 05:37
+Cont Roma <WMEs <P&BNet>
+Frokeion.tiDave Bates
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : March
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
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+N7 of   : 107  79of    107       Da9e : 00:30/94 06:49
+Confer  : Sfew > Sfew > <P&BNet>
+FAlyxion.ysto ue Bates
+To      : oe Derouen
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+Num8er  : 107   9of    107       D2te : 15:10/94 03:16
+Reply To: 103
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
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+To      : Joe Derouen
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+Reply To: 103
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
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+To      : Joe Derouen
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+as.  hasr27m 95 yha neslob eKellien at thtihorsmiu i aflis"I ainers
+awttc ustim P wt  royo95 yh eiT o, 




waBuItbbhs. i aflisnthyofe  nese
+e
+k tbn fenppirebu
+axtrvi heire thurhnogU rou B
+     sooner 's pll Kellie hias-m
+as. bIilob eL alg nes's utnneirel
fbli     ey
+gior aswp t'Myat mstrxtr-. A  kogwfilheyor
+
+         "--lt zrouthemprFo  w Sr royoyrostd in 

st(yes

o Peadoi aflismarry),mesmsAb,lstoslalty
i -,r eeThidigtv sayemiin 

stoaeduc nego     so,ds;
+Wehnd.  L alggtsozrouthemcouobaemsco dbIifarerld shmscoer     gbIifagiord in Auahu s. . e
+re (yddo'rea




luckyh. Fuigtbliboysya     sod oso,theu " gbIifagior .lu
sasimIoo)rr Thdpcpne)viHetbUses
+     itsby r27doIsKellie tbn feior casual Febrgithipelumn.hecalf-ya     sopon aiedptnituicedo,00+ e (nthenrhlhisosucceI
nhsynydnt'anse,go     sos oeru,
 nived; epo 
+hins s. . e
+ueewd tivicedoullyoL al's       tey,ti fuf theOrd omeali iffeen ptyu in atlmy
artf boco dides eila     epoamarris d aiA ttdmd.rehayemiyacy gameaiBct  meldWhexidsego     famitesmiub-eealetl hely; atubt  daw
keraa,i8 SECONDStg se
+     cznuboinamuddsiaere
+Texcde.   n an trela. doshipr
+
+         "Mhes sharply-definsed hasL al's FebrgithipstoinaoTuff Hede-i aflisman (Stephen Baldwog)hat mC oTdLaaw at (Red Mil eell),rheel tco     bu yr27est pf.o,etcircuio aieuff czn dawthis  rc-- tsL al, hidtshf      gbIin ghenvy asgoae br thner27es'sefeabduertnyuebydn dawthi       getticetiv sayapet pf.o,etroa  Mlh 
forrpdi
+inpp good ile boyla    "imtethif.d ue"sslodeo cowboysant y
+fbUse. mC oTokeaAgood-naiorhdf      feel tte'lo,poe Bte crefcircuiolu1 hidigte trao-olwaylp5 y L alf      orieuff svewhf
erouthehsaBaldwoge   OMil eell gheeigood, if
+     r tts :-doI,eperi -sdc oagwTy isiroailesr
+
+         "Ultim
+dawAIDlob ewd nth da aebydrnbtll foczi o oos oe, as       L alglikiiz
ssKellie needs miub-thwipog suirtc,) s o MyIoau heae
+     wetdrtt1himovi8 SECONDStg suefinituiduaslodeo fwips "ie,te tuadoya     despe fadoumurstmh
+scenpttsioyolt rorfbl   OGeafb aiedp       tayemi
fore ewhaegb prsI'iy weblumn.hes


ralcowboy hacs  th
+     iooes,rtoufw
+,udlme"hsrs




I
d
+inppireao s,nmcubI aiedpts "ie's       a eetsamihessnnn o pty,blumn.hefwThlur heacoicllsedou in au hes
+     r ful'iy we.
+
+     RATING:  $$
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   SUGAR HILL:  LeonOnchato, direaaos.  Barry Michael      ³
+        ³   Coopersisayemiyacyng wtaa.you Wesley Snip p, Michael    ³
+        ³   Wri kof Tbodysa RandU , Clar,nmcuWtn oinMiIIIli he      ³
+        ³   Vigoda, Ernye Hudsdo,0Leslye Ugga theLarry Joshua,      ³
+        ³   StT WeJ.oHarrokog----Ktandi Alexaof  tinTewhaieth       ³
+        ³   CentureoFox pb  trl
R pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+         "Roemeel  SkuggsgprFasHarlem drumyeualor .ii
+byt"t'rerlfrge,
+     
+Eiagrd.  "di
+inpp uadr thcgic   hIhbIifariiduawetdrin SUGAR HILL,
+     ,r eedireaaos LeonOnchato 
+EiaNEW JACKaCITY sayemio    r, Barryem     Michael Cooperue  csley Snip p returA yeone w ellymgwTy ibIifwlmt
+     ls nn MDiduaf Sr royoeets-aweteoPASSENGER 57, BOILING POINTt
+     RISING SUN,ad sh. Fufun-but-fair DEMOLITION MANertnyI'iy  ta solbli     epWSopemprFo pdrugoo- el a nesmotaant.

Isne Thdpels
E wip ouchsvnaflisT tuadiRoemeel  ikeraandse eetsa


viumal:(eseral drumylord dp       yacyi
+inaNEW JACKaCITY, Snip p caa.yesasimIwithevkiTbami ifoun-
+     sity,b
+Eiag 

sthim TI obami tu el hen hesere
+Teaptnituicedo
+     diccyteovi In  counclecgkokeaimaidrTI obami charaj  r, worm


Idp       gtsoebydn cs,nmcoviRoemy gtsoebrstmh
erhurd nd ynf 9e"Amytrnt'ah
+     iyIhbIinituicedo,0e tuadoaany desper
+dawA hias-mout.  Badvi omnla    "ifi
+q's eo andnpublte'l--Stts :-org 
+q's gonnaAgooviRoemy's       wetdn r, GustMoeino ( he Vigoda, ete
eh's g inoere
+Tsaehim , Auf      ov sayemi), hias-m
+andnennhor tetdrtt1Roemeel Sttsurf Eg th new
+     ehlt þ,eLoeZ s(Ernye Hudsdo),entprizeftdmd.returAe mstrxet-
+     hustles.  LoeZ sprFo(or waBuItbbhumeusilt þ wetdn r, ifnogU 



ya     ewh mIcoetBecpe.tAofaownogU dor
+
+         "Roemy'stdadoiuertnyeae fy e
+eapwss giord iedaco ,r eebanla    "ioropresotu padbIim wiertnbIifagior sayewee
up gbIin ghl
fb bya      losstriGus' drumyoyolt. mClar,nmcuWtn oinMiIIIlyacysb5bptnfnion
+     Skuggsoaany damn,tf"


isun  g inoere
+Tsaehim , Au, toodseAddeooi aflistr
+sE yrouthes  t un dathemom IBMbrigtbli(Michael Wri kof sn
+     argu lhisfw
+,udlmokesttmh
esteperi -sdc onyn h wioSnip p  th
+     Wtn oinM)hcgichias-ma piecertt1Roemy'stterripo anfpeasimr fo,  th
+      wipogU blami him fpeahiasicetmpt? "-he' anthy tay?
+
+         "Tlo,portrai Bte crefmoddrn-,hwTgangsd.rehot þ P wt  royya     decdlstadHarlem bIifwTuidudrawn;iRoemy gimr fo hias-m
+aescapbli     epod 'der+ecpt
+orEsasgdlugsiBct  wr tdaieoipog sneighborhood, royya     decpt
+orEsasg
+q's lwayinao m -uscoviFee7doIshbIi
eed fpeaescapb pw a     hbIi
ew-f h S9lob ellyoa younnmactr he,IMelissa (Tbodysa RandU )svnaflisScenpttsioyolt Snip p  th Vigodaeaimaidryacy u
he old-t're       gangsd.refaeiorha,blumn. ahfby
obaeo
+frhueewdadefishiþ P wsvnaflisEami LoeZ uebydnequidamnosteaizeftdmdisheate
meethaes lwadudcpluo       gym. aok two fclassicmcous-n-robw ashfaeiorhaBte cref'40ovi If oo      gtiouIoafaultwSUGAR HILLt n s nea strnyi-Stts :-n Auahu iencthea      law-enforce has ftdorhayliI-Sttsoo easanfpeatodaTokeao s,nmcseooi aflis27mntolublumn.gangbah
errvi ot Thdppoi þ,enf Sr LoeZ sgtsohits i aflismeuwonute Roemy'stgang ('l--Stts nea strpels
E'l--Sttg inoemyePER      epishfaeiorh, an treviv rnhu nlassicmgangsd.re pofilu
he "hit"
+     
+Eia"gat"), Raynathwipp5 yhan fea gunfdiniy, a sooftop
meethae
+     
+Eiasays, "ThntubIit
+ChlhisiguwonuLoeZ sneeds torB f h daw
:em     et
+ormtn ome  rhugt, im tao s,nmcuosaw ashnt ytrl
auossv rnblin     Raynathwi,00+ e (bigtblinameyliao' It
+irerleso,dnuindtsha      violunclecpf.o,etsayemiiete
ef sosnstrxet ,
e  mnfami wre
+Taya     despecathembad guypp5 yhaa gun,han tao s,nmcucheerrvi OalcoBellt
+     I u lsth  mnsceumctrs agwre
+TAl Capoal's mobpp5 yeteof pf.ein
+     Tommy-gunessnnTHE ST. VALENTINE
+S DAY MASSACRE (fn67),rtoumaybea      .'mw




siisheateo
+fg um.hifnoe
+
+         "nchatoner inousoebrsylishd ferawithevkiT 'deromne tbUsds eila     SUGAR HILL:  quchheeipUsdosstadHarlem dissolv aeltWs'90sdHarlem,li     epoln ash Bevm
Snip p in
sid,rruosaw adoIshbIis giord iedacosvnaflisIkokeailehot  ath sexy, smoky Ter,nmcuBlanchard oos ot tak,Taya     wmnceteojazz sco

IEsasgsos oerinflu,nmc
+bytBernard Her-sdcn's       tos ot taknfpeaMevinn Scorcesl's TAXI DRIVER (fn76)n at tRoemy       getsesotu pabmioduce laysotu padbIisumptuous-by-Harlem  daw
erdn       tUsesnUseiornt'ahopembI aiedpticeur ash sds 
+Wr duce lengthhrzeahd     vrr,ru
+rr

Idal hid,ad sh. tak tRoemy,esehtowalks  ath mirr
r
+     czv rstriontIdal 
+hiewiertneSttsrnt'ahheigo ri kof busg
+q's royya     llhishfouIoarlami fpeaite
+
+         "na. .teisnt'oi þi
+bytdste
eu clich‚d ele hass (Roemy's       drne vb,iach-T W, tUse'tveo
i sh, Aua sth 
uu

schonaaohipesha      Geoefcase'tUntnxasity,bdespe fadbIibet Tm opmehl
fb; tnnhn
+pluo       omne tbtep 
+Wr duce e're 1paco bw.austriontIthug cgicih Beluo       oagior;taanentclitl duce  petscgicdnt'ans ofustcGus' som aatbee-ad     ail,wSUGAR HILLtprFasdrasdpuc  date has l duce as.  ttadelugsi th
+     loyaltanilt'90sdHarlem.
+
+     RATING:  $$$
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  ACE VENTURA, PET DETECTIVE:  Tom Shadyac,idireaaos.      ³
+        ³  J AuaBernsteoge   OTom Shadyac & JimaCaa.nhlusayemi-     ³
+        ³  yacyng J AuaBernsteog,ahpo ang wtaa.you JimaCaa.nhlu     ³
+        ³  SaiBcYounn, Clurteney Clx,OTone Loc,iDiBcMzomeo, Nothem  ³
+        ³  Wtn omeham,OTroy EvaA nyRaynor ScheWea at  rUdo Kies.    ³
+        ³  Wloimr Bros pb  trl
iG-13 pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+
+         "Tlo 
+hiro, r'tpt
+orof jerkitudiailtmosnEnsnifwlmtethshg au
er     s :-org , Auai
+inpp oHazrl
ant  00te crefKeystone Kops,"uBuni aflismoddrn jerkitudi,blumn.us--endU ss muggtisoih Be'kimn( hmscoer     tey,ti outbursds ei r focboinamonic pitrgy,I
nhsyny
+awus--hprbrya     esco JorfblLewis' soloms "iesvi In eywayec fi,d
+or tsayu in aJit       Caa.nhtprFasls ter-,hwTJorfblLewis,blumn.hdrugh is tendanrya     posi. tealere rega. tealoin agoawithevkiTimtetng welf-ri koeouit
+     dumb-as-uirt inepeitudiamixp goinaonnechi k- pelconEntaaneonEneila     hecateanWSop s ofustcoge  igtbliroom, *any* igtbliroom, ri ko
+     NOW!sneeds awhpo angb prautNCr fo ae h S95s s.cceoi.enei.phpo a       p s ofustcsolidad sh. Fuzv r-. F-top
ant  00gtiouIoarewd tivicah
+     d shcharaj  rror situicedo-drne mnost w Srhaoga aociesel,hwmamaddmamUnfortun
+dawAIDACE VENTURA, PET DETECTIVEsprFo(or n 

rrpdi
+inpp
+     cdal engemesmsAts fpeaitr fo, despe fau,
 aog2s,tdste
eu vrr,       ounneescenpte
+
+         "nac y
+fbUsot StT WeMevinn fpeasav aelrevived fdlmwjerkitudiya     esco ibIifwne tbtaa.you rile e nTHE JERK (fn79) aa ohn o.'mwfoth
+     hu slapsasgk 
+sbDu
+odu
he fdlmse
teDE Thisfoot usnddoupeerriut       be frthwtbDu
+odrela.eai
+inpp s d Bte crefs "ieng JimaCaa.nh's       oHazin hese mcooneol inoeeheg oddouIN LIVING COLORl(Fox-TV) eworze    "inDACE VENTURA, aplittl
+ be  grFo po, r'twcyng wot usnddf"


is
+     r d tivicah,i




hhrse'tveon tjuo ts ne? oTde tuadt 





       ounne,
e  mn fi,swrc  kil een-sue"deheg oddfaCaa.nh'seO

+dy:li     eyo°c e
+s alme
+T fpeaitrin ghgoodrnmDireaaos Shadyac nt y
+fgtio
+     larAe mhbIis ney  nesllarAe mIoas e "No"di
+iCaa.nhtpn dste
euad     scenpte  Charaj  rilu
he choo)t hidigrais two fhrnmyejo, "Whyinpp
+     heckmprFo h isct u
he dIae?"00+ e (wTy ureon gstwo fhrnmyejo,i aflis"Whyinpp heckmprFo  feThdphor upeoina gimsisf
+         "Acesueouai-- extdibIifwlmwjerk cly waguas,0e tuad: Idp       sctuaeZ sgtsoa bs S .eneoombad dbIibeaogai--engage--hlhiswfooze     hed iedteaahn
+ertneSttsee tcpf.o,etson MD gra oa
ob d epolnwoblin     fwlmwjerk isun ?  I uiththvo r'artfpduascSrhaogaamzetsneila     out
+tetouen hesa fwlmwnsniu,
 aog- extd(asstrli charaj  r;rtfcbli     epodout
+tetouen hesr. aoesb5bptnaioricedoupoi þ,ennby
obaebeyoth
+     EsasgstraintyoHeduor newn(Ikokeaghenti Thisueouait þisdp  rriila     epoacgile s "ie uorasggeteof ,0e tuadoaany 'l--Stt  igtbliresnhhf      fpea  igtblioiao-)  Ref ou
hHwepf.o,etfwlmteI
sigiaegb po f hathsa      .'mwsav aelsusndntprothemIwitheCaa.nh'seOharaj  r;rIcoetBecr
+la    "io(or fami HALFa sthnnoustri stCh wdnEy iotdrin CABIN BOYe
+
+         "Tlo,udlmwhpai)ubpromisstri





:  Snowflakh, an tMiamicM    "Dolphins' mascsdhigtso
+i mmkidna'ahheinesAce Ventura uoreZoujnla    "inertnyeimnint
+daly uithsoebylue
o-f Sr thshg okimn( ham v3.d la     Spai TrekeillGesnc :s (ie Robin Wtn oinMibIit
+CKnd ynf Non-
+     SequieeennaCaa.nhtprFt
+CCrse'tPritbe),entylueIEsasgoae cous, lah
+     iyI mciqui mmLt. Einhorn (SaiBcYounn),sulriticouTyolllletuid:eahd     gxovfuxtd(n AFCschampidoshipere
+Tlheaumn.hecouwsticedouhu nlste
ya     deduuidamn----miuonic wioluttcell mthidamn-- em rb.assiae
+     cznur,
 ayejogp duce  eam tUseeennaVentura manag
stoaesolveinpp
+     case oveBantw uirfoeveo) iDolphins' 
+ rbth, Au, DiBcMzomeo (c
i
+     yacysasimr fo, ticch),mes (thweaticchoi.enei.pfwThlur vela. dola    "io,- el , umm . . . ueouait þoviAu

er
+ywayu irtuadoaCaa.nhi aflismanag
stoaehor dbIirubw a ? oTdere  ledwicifacrrfbbe"ximut       eheg o,d omeali good n riitsrthwtbDupte
+
+         "Mod Bte crefs. . e
+ueewcedwear,nn  gne mn usnd
+as.  h h S       Caa.nh's muggtis. mC urteney Clxlyacysb5bpt eam's pIiighires,eds
+     hu rcBell on, fa yha omeVentura.eneone Locbe"rksbe .  tsoebydpya     ewoau hdsaVentura doumu
eedoarinf -sdyejo, B f hmLt. Einhorn's       nose ovMzomeo is . . . simr fo, ewh mels
E wips,nty?  SaiB       YounntbtealMicrefsUseiwormovfso gtblis. . e
+ueewyacyirs,0e tuadamaddmamBrpespoTy ibIin rioipoIBMuari -sdc ogp dFATAL INSTINCT,aI.d ue"       Younntc y
+f
+irerlea douadt--f Sr O

+dicmactr he,tf"sht
.ure        




uiththvo ri ko vehicyor
+
+     RATING:  $
+Bfer ResnhhsurC pyri ko (c) 1994,oHeagtbliDeRouoozeAgo ri koesr.Rouend
+
+
+LASHERzeAnne R mc4.PIiigs "t
+Pr mc4.4.4.4.Af Sr aimaidra

t My padtallpove, dintt 0ejo, devo0ejo,  nesloaift wieypfancrain, I uithsyny
+awfinishp goinaoAnne R mc's eovel "Th oWil ers, Hdol"yIfa Deceuwonute ledweheo ,o ot Tahfb1 
ktwpag p, reBetshe





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+,BdoIEg manag
d,rtfpduIanBct e


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ef eywayane  mndadefie
+Tsmhe
+At.hdrewn(sigh)g wo, hu rcBell,b5bptnfqueaa. .tasgoae vrr,  top
eO

+qCh wdtm sa)ie rnm(sbDu
+odfaownUseie omeata fi,ruosaw a
+tee"Aminpp
+s "ie "2001: A SpacrrOdyssey"o-f Sr - FANCs pIiighity,btfpduIanleaveinpp
+thea adl,hzrl
and cznuboinewn intu. .t ansfralu
he dIae.)4.4.AnywayecI,ru




hthvo ufer "Lasnrr"iwormomy gusbaanensoebCh wdtm salGest þo
+I
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e  mnvrr,rui kof d ue""AminpAt.hdr d uegs gameairewdadiyacllarell mtyliaoll,thvo ufer did explaogaau

er
+yhrnmyejoscI,ulritbn fenpp
+fwne tufer.enei.ptfpduprothemIwfoczi o excdid oogoinaoobvmal:apu Beu,
 nivdc oaane  mngameaie"hs crefs e tjadoareO

+sd.ry eovelmncs cre
+TcoviFpeaexallle,
+the ufer "Th oWil ers, Hdol"aau
udoardste
eu doz mnodhhrc 
+inpp naiorhneilaLasnrr, gh 
fornpp s af hmdoumurembldc ogeO
urd nd y s ofucgicd
+ywasewn int
+typogeO
au
usedouwaeru,
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hthvimn( heaoaomne  350ror sowpag p (sotu pamyePER 500)Bte crefufer "Lasnrr".enei.ipigo te a tey,ti,"


isur veale mIoanpp
+s af hme  m, obvmal:hi,han taothpeahis e're 1tbn feibIi
aiorhntll f, r',
+---- e nt y
+fgtioinfe
+Ti

rertis. mNeedU ss Ioas e,"na. .tdoumewh mhnnound
+byy ibIi ureo wievbdumama
+Bftd "Th oWil ers, Hdol"aaEia"Lasnrr"iwdse olllen ome reBetsha aebarp
+s d Bte crefufers iyIAnne R mcczi o I' ItreBe,BdoIEg' Itprot lhisgo ten
+U ss satisfauidamnsvewhf
er
+sr.Roluyejoschf
er
+sefufers thwipIfgtioieila omeufer sitbeTJorsey Kosstski's "Th oPai þi
+Bird".enAbn fenppptfpd
+th"AminpAt.. .tdatisfauio antbn fenpp
eteobaemfoczi o exc. .tasuefinitu
+eteoba. "Tlo 
iwdse nst wfilueft r Se
d,rleaviy, a wfilhe pn anrzeahdsquomdtnfqueaama
+Mynageiy, (sotu pamgwfilheyo 10)  4
+
+    ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ         " ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ
+   ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ         ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ      "Bre
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+
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+Th oLittl
+ Red Schoolhouse: A Fathe?urC pyri ko (c) 1992, Sylvia L. Ramsnhi Ago ri koesr.Rouend
+
+
+
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+ Red Schoolhouse
                           "A Fathe?ur                     "by Sylvia L. Ramsnhi 
+
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+ indtschoolhouse
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htwTy ibIicommeisnb bel-T Wd
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+ indtschoolhouse.. .tiB  ds;
+Wehnd tetdrtt1nppirel


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+sosiate tee"Aminp o exc. .tth osin"hi

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+the littl
+ indtschoolhouse.. .tost dut 0michildrmi eiT o
+s asdouwaerosteaod27moa br thnel
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+----J alghdse nst try
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+ ind
+schoolhouse..dse eeedoar----miney wae
+odavailathem, royyacommeisnb p5 yeteey
+gior neoletoiuertIf repaist pr  ds;teDE hass .dse eeedoa,inpp uadr thte oae commeisnb pil eed sn
+ete
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+schoole
+k t Saior,hwTn(thth..nWS ahfbwaerneedoasvnaflisGoodie onirs,0rls nndhi----pove ea sc .dse nppptrdonute
+the did,ad sh.r
+sE y uegs gdse nauadt WSopomtyliChildrmiiwdse
+expecte mIoabegtioipsoponly WSopomttaanent sahoolvi har,nts
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+invin" hasp in
edut 0edoidadoinr ins d.isT miiguwonutt
+ dut 0espuadr thdadoder ins d.isT milittl
+ indtschoolhouse
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+ ind
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+ indtschoolhouse..ure onst do. ahfby
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+----larlion"tetng won etubbigan o  sUseisymptomsstadeuchwTns
+the in dawc
shte drumyabull,bviolunclec----multotudiate igtbl
+trothemstoinaonnecysothoinr ins d.isT miuadr thn gan o  let
+upsetsvnaflisT miuadr tharlamid nppirel af hs

o Pearlamid npp
+littl
+ indtschoolhouse

o Pearlamid nppaschooleboFtov
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+ indtschoolhouse
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+y
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+nituicedo,0e e trothemsoinr ins d.vnaflisT michildrmiistHeruhr?el-T icetiv ali littl
+ ind
+schoolhouse aiedptihildrmiiulrieyo°few rile-s delocd sh. F
+littl
+ indtschoolhouse..ure onst do. ahfby
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+----s. . e
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+s Rpou
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+ea sc eiT o, noo, r' a ?el-T Wdimnawaerds;
+Wehnd neoletoiB  edut 0edong T o, bigan o  erop-sotu paschooleAt.hnt arlion
+----larlion"tetng won etubbigan o  sUseisymptomsstadeuchwTns
+the in dawc
shte drumyabull,bviolunclec----multotudiate igtbl
+trothemstoinaonnecysothoinr ins d.isT miuadr thn gan o  let
+upsetsvnaflisT miuadr tharlamid nppirel af hs

o Pearlamid npp
+littl
+ indtschoolhouse

o Pearlamid nppaschooleboFtov
+n(thnpp
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+ indtschoolhouse
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+nituicedo,0e e trothemsoinr ins d.vnaflisOfoudidduce littl
+ indtschoolhouse.closWdimns 
+Wors
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+U ss miney to ?uyiontIth"AmsIEsasgtadegl
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htwTypTahftanilr ins d.isMhes ----miub-uadr t
+n tjme pomtU ss.isT miworld(eseral uadr thdadofaowlnus n gan  to cha
+TcovnaflisMach-nesIEsasgtadegnppirel
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+down, worm

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+ ind
+school house..or""Aminy
+gior neor inouoiuertN
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+yuadr thcer""Aminy
+gior ne
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+gTne,btfpduIaoaolickonute oae openaomntli ko d sh. Fuosao a  te a ir thnee .  reoainwe.
+
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+
+
+
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+Wor. Hiya     ealk
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buttjoscpHeruh. "Damn,tluo       coat."tnyep5 yeteofe oae coao d shhushe


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+odarguoe"vnaflis     "omnrewe"vnaflis     "omnrew, omnrew, omnrew, u
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+odarguoe"vnaflis     "Badoday?"vnaflis     "A S95s top



+ff, itfs


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+      wi
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+la    "i þirsnhh ollllaog2s,thbn fenpp
damn,snoweeomn bpt e yhambli     epWSopemu
hespwo fs


ngWoy?iB tjuo tit ki yheali germsoin       wo fair. Spupid boymu
hespwo fs


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+ein       wo cer"?iT oijobheZous  omehefwThnn MD acczetsnd y shesehnd
+     d shdIe boyoknosernsth2s,thbn fe
nhs acczetsnd ,iiguwonit
+     busin hee"vnaflis     "Youidid
+odhise himsisfaflis     "T o,'se gTomed
+ae"hs me pise s ne? oTe"vnaflis     "Okid,adeo ,"vnaflis     "Yes,sokcyng.'mwgTomed
+asUsvel myin ghdamn,sideealke"vnaflis     "Cha
+Tc ysosnj Aueo, e
+eoae oeavy j Aueos"vnaflis     "Ihae fy t"hs cieudi
+icha
+Tcov im tdamn,ass mi ko fau
er     
+Wr d----s.s me  ome ahfbtdamn,th2s,tIfgtioe"vnaflis     "Youiarp 




gTomed
+asprinkle 
+Wr dsoumuralo?"vnaflis     "CarolecI amrnst tteo
+fman. Stop
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+TIheZouOhime"vnaflis     "Cau

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+yneighbor boy ifnogU whndcpe.tAosp ll.yel an 
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l duce  peli u
he aAgoodhd     girl.isf
+        Mr. DavbIig Beluonbih oeavy j Aueocpe.tp d itfTahfbluo       suio aH
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+tet, 
+Eiape ewhaegb pove, cllarjn a paco og- exntu padbI
+     house.n rioneel af
forrpdi
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ya     nfe oae strxet d shdIe btepe, 
+Eiape sprinkledun be
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hylHmuras.curhaogsi th
+     dyapet meDe.p duce houses ont igtblisidiate hbI aNosnhi aflisnoseocd shcurmal:aeyealwdse pokuhrd shpeepicetmpt,  
+Eiape       coolWdimn, nrew dcpluo b inth.cA b go te irripnoueeww wi blhhf      dcpluo facr,  nesleft him TI ocolonute burA"Amir
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+     fexntuw wi tte
+Eiape p5 yeteibIin gon"inwFtov
+lwaduibIiexplos dola    "insidi,.andse us nursdtiv ali linnd ynf ibIistotach u
he ahd     gastoue.cloudsvnaflis    H
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+Worslusaa'ahaibIifeeoal duce mada aebdtalleseht       could. StompdoIshbIifeeocpe.tp n omed
hem,igageiy,luttisilyt
+     abraheeeyn,e, Aua  shfpetdoaerod2s,tth orubw a nfe oae mao dI
+     he hoperito erodeiibIifeuncracedosvnafli    "Ago te a tey,tiape smeele mIIe pottroas
ewHmuhetalldbI
+     asfe s e s nea strewHmu feree
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hHwepf.o,eiru
+Wor mada "I,ulritohd     gi

rrp,"ape sainte
+Eiape closWdinppa
+Wor.vnaflis    "You'l aletoiu la.er,"aspe sainsvnaflis    H
E dood,,dpaiobaeblttbli omehesquomd. Sli asked,c"Wl--St
+     a're ?"iHetbUsokaibIihead. Sli asked,c"Wlygtndr fi,uookrani aflisme u
he dIae?"vnaflis    H
E ainte"You're

+qasfe,"vnaflis    Spe smil
hyl"Younntlady,"ape sain. Sli  ainte"DionirSt
+     treBee,"n'l ahor awidduce sUsvel,.anhn 
ogU whsh ups"vnaflis    "Younntlady,"ape sain.vnaflis    "I'mrns younnmlady,"aspe sainsvnaflis    "Youiarp!"ape sain. "Youiwtn at hidighumeuyounnmladyitohd      mp!"vnaflis    Spe smil
hylHe gtioihSr royosUsvele
+
+      {END}
+
+Lifeboani C pyri ko (c) 1993, Robert McKahi Ago ri koesr.Rouend
+
+
+
                                 Lifeboan 
                             by Robert McKahi 
+
+
      ToyosUuttl
+ lifteteofe wormovfsosurfacrrp duce midd Bte a
+blizzard.isT mirnos.whirujn abn fenpp
bn Auacraft
oeetsZ sgietshe


+frrmosnhh iheali guncs whieruhroae oeavy stuff wTIoafrrzenaomssh eiTo
+dewetdrin susndweagtbliwaernst unusual;rtf Tush… blizzardsop t'ansetan  teoen,aernst in00i þir,ad sh. FuKar‡,ulri, r'TngosllarAe mIoaydn druc

+craftad sh. twTypilos-m
+ahandU  oae strxss.isBesidit
obatt nd y 
+blizzarduwaerntjoy  ath ramcczi o dtli ko
htwTycouw o - þ P wt  royyaweagtbl, ifnnsth2s,tels
svnaflisAMicrefsUuttl
+ roll,b5bpttwo tlmyp tssyeyednfach igtbl.enOfr,  
+ticeioiei Tush…,uwaerbundU d in00+WSo. .t omeheKar‡,ueavy clsth2s,t-
+Tahfbluocknee-length vin"ehtoulriwraeruhrd,ueavy clsak npWSo. .tjue ze

whn giai
foai
+ilosWimns slowZ smel
hHwesvimnd nf rnos.enOvewhf
er
+
+loosWAe mclsak d,ueasfrearahheears twil ers, ihealiy sear eed  omeali
+tmau
in"es h S.asT mieyebroserb wdtU d bn AuaTahfbdeep-setaeyea,inpp
+s otho nes

se..dse blendespwTIoaaoeets-muzzle,ad sh. Fuwhosiawes
+clsthee
ef eyrahdish hair npWSo. .tahfbtclosW to ?ee
+T fun aiedpbclsak
+tfpdusli koly cov aWdinpe broad nt y
+ hs

d sh. Fuarmso0+ e (hush
+loosWpduacrossinpp naiived ikneealwdse tfpduaslittl
+ U ss hairy ehiB  ibIihead,blumn.st're ,nbih oawfilafenpp
etes.isT milegs gdse  usnd
li
+tarerloinaonnecmdset  ripsynf clawsisUsers, ihealiy grieruhroae weoat  f slierury flWor. sT mi? oT,ur veale minsidi TI oclsak dnd vin",awes
+huet, 
+thwecov aWdiwitheeymao ata 
+eoaionir hair

d shrelaxee
ef eywayane e ds;l-Tspimmsmhe
+physnt.
 strxngth reBee to ?e unleasnrd.vnaflisT miigtblitlmyp tso. .tquiee po vntras
ewn intu. .ta huepby
ibI
+heasfcov aWdiwitheeycrop
eO
brosn,awevy hair npWSotou eed ears t  f colla-. sT mihair ocpluo oawfil


 ofpduabn fea:ath"ck þsal duce palmn  te luo Kar‡,companejo,  neshe.. .twraeruhrwTyp tss,eufets,0tUires,eds
+parka.enAipainute gloveocd shntpoolun tki capsr.Rtuhr?esidi himeisbpid lanst tmau
t omehehuepby
ibI sixifeeocpe.t180 p h Ssghdse nst ds;tesheee
+nsape sat
ef eychair tadeg omeheramcc usnd) inme, d sh xartimdlIr
+las nn mmiihf
erat
ramccwithe0+ e (heop t'ansetIoashaor crefsUuttl
+svnaflisT miuacou gons
wdse h af  t omeheKar‡,vesheltmptb h S9i
+inpp OuþirurOrbit S ayejogjoinoly ownuhrd shopon 0mdtbytthe gTahfn hasswhf
er
+
+huepb Unif-TspS
+sd.m
d sh. FuticeioiTush… d sh. FuKar‡,Wovldsewn int
+sta0ejo, ?uilt WSoimmsmhe
+expemhe
+bytthe two gTahfn hass, ulri
+imi
+dehegnmdlIoafac pn  0mic,
 actgbetw eTy ismeisbpid  ontIth"rdh. inty
+betw eTy ispS
+sd.m
d sh. FuKar‡,eaod27m
+ omelenithi customsseds
+immigracedo poighiea,imnawaerinsionhIoafunne

er
+ytrafficthvimn( hThd
 poinomthwipwoimn( heaoae ome in atgtblwis tw y
+fgtioinpruforrpdhdr
+thimn( heaoaKar‡,s
+sd.m.enA---sitbeTs d Bte crefst þithi traffictwae,
+thuo faliafeleast, wormovfsoS
+sd.m
IoaTush…,uisgtadegTsmhe
+to es pelishane e thiry . e
+rp duce Kar‡,solalis
+sd.m.vnaflisT mihuepb weseral omne  o  b ink crefsiluncl.  "Du
ogU spink
+S
+sd.m?"ape asked,cragtblinerval:hi.vnaflis"I spink," weseral repyn,eali guttu
eu Kar‡,aci w  mnnhn
+
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+vo mccrasuwTn(thteep.vnaflis"Tl--StAgood,"aaEsw aWdinpe huepb witheeynerval: lauad.is"I whnd
+Ioaeaauidce

+qKar‡l…,BdoIEg needmIoadooiublumn.someThdp.hoaue he,rreaa
+merp dmyin ghlangutetn"vnaflis"I agrxe,"arumthesh. Futiceio,pwoimwdoIshbIiclsak , AuadfpadbI
+nt y
+ hs.  "YouivronoutbeT. Funangutetuti.  e're ."  H
E eemid ttcelllanst mcczi o ibIilangutet'IilaAuadf a P renderahaibIin ghS
+sd.m
+tronunn Mcedo U ss Ihe he,rreaa.  "Youis e Karkl…ertN
"es .  You nt y
+yas e,"Kar‡l…,"in rioip. Fu‡opemraspoardowlnucpluo woimao dI ifnheiwdse
+hawkomed
+aspmn, tro, r'2s,tth os h S9r Selpwo fhuepb d ouadt npe
+nlimi'sawoimao gameairursd.vnaflis"I sxe,"aweseral wink repyn.is"I n ahfbrpb e
+eoaa"es h S ri ko 
+Thao d shysosnigtbliharshaydn onant--"vnaflis"ogU mewip',"in riafenpp
'h. FuKar‡,eaoducs ra sUsrbthmrasp.vnaflis"Yea,inpat Thdbru brpb n ahfbe
+eoaem ri ko  oS
+sd.m
ie
+odaiharsh
+langutet, d shsosnwoimaoshae fy t"hs ios"vnaflisT FuKar‡,noddoi.enAstoinaoZouOhuepbshcgiculrireBewhf
er
+
+_Jordan_'s voytetuwTIoa ibIis
+sd.m,aoae visitor9i
+inpp s
+sd.m po f hWd
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+imiicop-Tspwormovfsobatt eship's crew, orhhanlaexiste--p duce ticeioicultorhnn foevehuepb c,
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+disyacyi
pluo ramc's reoarkpeli adaptae pn a.isT FuKar‡,.dse byi
aiorh
+----, r'TexperiunclhincliAe mIoan intthny-Rtrn gon" .tiB enemy,a 
+
+th"s ticeioiconf -se mIoahuepb customs.vnaflis"I nst introducs mysqlfs 
+.isKanjar Digush So*ekn"vnaflis"I'm RindOts Wood,"arepyiWdinpe huepb.is"Mi ko I askonnecmdai
fo  te ysosnwarrilyoti. ?"vnaflis"'Claw.'oveBanDigush olS.asTodiddofpduwarrilyoti. .isKar‡l…ugts
+--igtbliwor
+ omeclaw-p dualkomen"vnaflisWood  has. in asoumuar eaictwordsop sfretatimdlIr
+ir tdai
fo,a 
+
+wdse tfpdul:eda ome"warrilyoti. s."  T miwarrilyoti. aweseral middsi
+tieudiaken byiheKar‡,ere
+The.ulripteDedasimsqlfswTycouw o aiFhh idults
+wdse lumnsotuaiwarrilyoti. aef eycultorhnandse epoileghs ag awese15,
+----nppptfpd,aci p peli moceioi omes.ic27moamos,tth oKar‡,e .t ailorh
+oWsliksndndulthood lumnsotu?ee
+T peli Ioan"hs susndntti. .
      Toyospink a
+te
+rp duce cei nd ynursdtfpetdaef eysp 0mi padtash
+Kar‡l…bru mmidiatWpduaf Srwerdhhehuepb vo mcciceudTahfbtoyospink a;
+nitbeT. Fupilos,e .tKar‡,sWood s asdoedinpAt.npp m pstgcc ustu?e
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+Digush So*ekesquurmdlIr
+ir belsh eiA°few mo hass la.er,ealiy u lstpseee
+gTadfpaaMicrefsUuttl
+ ewhaewTIoacoas
ns de

d sh. Fir bodiealli ko
nWd
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+doIEfew Kar‡,shipsykepdrioal d
uu

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+ulri
+imiillarAe ,btfpduIaoabridge.n riogtblias asblumn.critnt.

+s Rponls cieus maintatimdlaaydn d tsonormMD graeonE.
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t ansalwdse pai þi
+a flat bn AuaEsasgtadegvisual
+deteaaejo ueoudcult eiA°holdTahfbwormoi w usiealeO
eetsZ -ydn d tsowar,
+th"s enathesh ahnomer eant,ships,e0+ e (wdse ui koly a-se mby Kar‡
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+k t faui-uithomed
+uli omemy companyyliaoae oufauiorh
+refrigon 0mdtfood sto
+tet eisns - reef hs

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eZoujn iTy ispS
+sd.m
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+odwhndenoahor ysosncompaneealevewhf
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+asettl
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+wd'l abeop t'yp
+asetrrpdshopeifnoe"vnaflisAnes

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+'reef h,'gogU d ue"?"vnaflisLookicet, Auaoowerdh. Fuplanet, orhandse us w y
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+'sttrithiacedoublockod oae view, Wood grionidyli"No, ttczelumnaEsasgblizzardugTomeyliDidigu
he dIio,- fi,put.npp m at wTanpp
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+ padumor. sRumoridadoio , AuaiTy ispS
+sd.maEsasgRaerTanura, cgi
+ulrisimsqlfs
+imiifaowln omehequirkyi ureo wim wi, ulri
+imi equaeZ vnsurpris diWSopowT. FuKar‡,remeaisuy,tily com
rrp witheeyjohs  extze

wndse,E eemingly WSooddstoinaonneir fierciacultorhnn rimenac
fo  exd.rma ,vnaflisT misUuttl
+ maneuvSrahhe. .tdpill,thvon maneuvSraheþ P wsg Tr
+las nnk a
+blaraheþ P w,Teapw e .  earA"AmiiTy isptwo langutett  in 
+uacou gons

eedoarto ?e squurmdl omedockiaevi InaspmnenhfTeapw earA"Am,
+the auioeu dockiael


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+etvironmthiuisgti ko gtioinfhiuWood eds Digush So*ek flonoueewghimn( 
+the iab wsg Tr
+ la.cheIiclar' htpomt

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+ indeemideisbpid  ontre..dse few  ean oseooi leaveia,ship(wTyspacr -ndehdruc
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+Teap e .  iceudinttKar‡
+did
+odwhndecrews reoainicet,eh wi b tjuo two y,remea
+odpersuadegnppir
+emoceotsyliDeasfwarrilysaDu
+odfi ko 
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tship,el:eda omeyacou gons
n rimiscellantoue
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+svnA hengle voytetumi ko ses io dtliver
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+asae omeueouait þth e
+s,.anhn 
. Funarger,ships,e0+ e (wdse too
+valuatherto ?igtbliwinaonnree casenutt1uaper,ehandU dp. Fubulk cargon  te npp s
+sd.movi ns oullawaerden0md,bscra.chehheineshorn  extduoae
+nful mc,rd shwTuIaoabrief"i þirsalgbetw eTydockiaelpe.tpassiae crimn( 
+the airlockuWood d ouadt he'dinfe
+Trepaise mbatt etdamaTcoviedpercorridons
wdse,opow ahf,inri koly lit
ef Kar‡,fashejo,  nesanhn 
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+thweclewipw
+inpp
+poinomhf
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+T phidseptsc eiT odperpeioeu animMD odoruhu tnttKar‡
+fil Srah oainoly hvimn( heaoaair duccs,  nesass e
+edobaAms,sclar'e,
+thumpe, 
+Eiapummuegs garkmdlIr
+ir wayu irtuada ip ship's Fabrictan  cargo . .tloaf  t----st

jn, e
are. .tdeuurmd, 
+Eias
+sd.ms gdse n.Rtuhsvnafli Wood f h S ibIicab we.ith reliceioiins ,0titbeTdireaaejosculri
+imi
+poste--p dS
+sd.m
ds gdn ats Kar‡l…bru ninpp trocess hthn tjme sewetate-
+ extdibIi h danhn 
.ravele
+T companejo, ttcelldibIi ntise distrxss.
+He'dinpwhaeg miuactonnree months tf Tush…, 
+Eiabyi
os.wae
+o
+immidiatWpdufri ko
nWd
+bytthe si ko te a Kar‡,sdoIEtt.npp sceudi . 
+t o, madi him uneasb aiedpys eemid  ntisely hoo reBee to p n  a knsfe
+ome xtendy isiroclawsin(thto
+physnt.
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+odsimi
+a hengle Kar‡,ef eyelritemphfbdur
foribIivisit,opem
+thwe has. in anpp
+ticeiosiei Tush… d sh. FuKar‡,Wovldsahor oTyIr
+ir bestu?egtiilyoae h Slahuepbs,0timply  athvoid ki y
fornppirea y
ts aiWood sue
uu
y ref ou
 d
+thatnpfTsusndnn at otudiaulriptevailoardur
fornppae omeKar‡,e rs

o Prp
+poy
+fgtioi
+imiifewbliwarssvnaflis                            ^ ^ ^vnaflisRindOts Wood awohs witheeyloud,blar"AmiiTyibIi ars.isT mis h Sla ustu?ednn alarm -nnsth2s,tels
,remeaiposlhelyfjue ifytthe atrocnous
+ttiscczi o assaultedasim.oveBanwpAt.hdarm?vnafli Wood swuoIshbIifeeocovewhf
er
+ b  t----stumtheshTahfbvoheaoahpatus
+reBeoor oTyIr
+ eall.ovUnf -tunatWpd,Teapw del mchtndrnst eaod27mpS
+sd.m
+.quivalhass  omeali Kar‡bscripiinpAt.flasnrd olnusstsayemi eiWood e .
+begiai
foai
+id ue" he'di
+imiiforgotteo,  nesgb po f h..nWSope ouadt no
+do, ere
+Teap alarm brohs dfpaaw
 a vo mcc igan nt y"2s,tin
Kar‡l…bruHiyawais dianhn 
. Fuphrasete .trepe 0mdtnnree cieus: "_Drut…*
+ulr'trulta‡zo!_"eiWood puzzledaTahfbvfsotdai
fonhfTeapw harshast þenmc,
+r Selpd,ueavipd,aci  þi
+Kar‡,vo mcc iel t dp. FuS
+sd.maEranslacedou-
+"Abaanolnship!"vnaflisT Fuhuepb wesegalvanizespwTIoaac0edong Hiaulriunpackod littl
+s,eds
+mnawaerral orgk te a mdse  o has i
+id r
whonasoumuclsth2s,,thossinpp
+few articles he'diiaken sotu? AuaiTvoheaoahuitcns ,0 neshea 
fornpp  case nfe oae b  tdhsh  irtuada ip 
+Wor.  Glhnn oIshurrie lyybonaohidi,
+heuras.figuret meD2s,tin
eycross corridonelldibIiri ko  oHemranmIin 
+wayeceaoahmau
tsuitcns obaAme
+T p P wt  ibIileg  oHemskiddespwTIoanpp  traffic
oeetsZ srunA"AmiiTIoaaoe sheee,btfe-eyednKar‡.vnaflisT mihuepb gaspoaroor oTFuS
+sd.mawlen.c "Lifeboans!"vnaflisT FuKar‡bseemid Ioaydn if h.hemo has;.anhn 
s d Bosaw asu padbI
+ramccspokuuS
+sd.mamiub-omeless gdn , few auioeuly hvouadt wTanpp
+langutet, d shulrito labormal:ly hranslacee, Aua  shfpetdein  ydnv as 0edoiwinaohuepbs. sT mi?lunodfi gon"poinoid IoaWood'.tleft.
+"GoenppnoeenOfr, two p llwayecgoiri ko  oE rioo p llway."  T miticeio,
+ulD2s,tgne menppse reoarkpely cllarTdireaaejos, meDed ocpluo wayecsn
+eaoaopposmnendireaaejo  extdandse he.ulr bteSrah Wood.vnaflisT mihuepbhe. ."2s,tno cieu, foel t dp. Fudireaaejoscue'di
+imi
+gne m eiAtenpp
etewhf
er
+ fwThl corridon, dpticeudrpdh P wt  atKar‡
+witheeyahfbtreahas burAuacrossiibIiches
ewn iudrbiquieal:aKar‡,vest.. .
+ly"Amieetsby oTyIr
+ flWor;bmnawaerburAe meetsZ swTanwo, d shWoodhdsurmis dinpn anpbIimeuwonutt1ea  crew
ulri
+imi injur d in00+WS ahf
+eZoamonE ulri
+ifhdre
+Teap ship,ed shulri
+imiisiacedoedasdse todperf -s
+a duty. in ehtoremeaido, d sh
eedoarto ?e dThdbruWood a P wcspokuudbI
+wlen, "Lifeboanss"vnaflisT FuKar‡,noddoilpe.tpoinoideceaoameDe has  eeming todproducs ofpdf sliadt pP wsg Wood  has,opow ahf,inpAt.npp smau
twitbeThe.ulr obRouend
+poy
+fgtioi
+imiieycry of agonytin
eyhuepb;.npp sk we. .telisthned eds
+crackod,  nesalreBee cllarTfluide. .tdeepicetmptewn intuKar‡,e y
+yaquiee u
helmeuee unless mednt.
 at en0edoiwdse soon cadi availathes,eds
+n
+ae" thne0+WSo. .tdThdnheiwemeaire horriely scarriht omeali set  eilahbIilif
svnaflisAMidpbcvn if h dp. Fsp fauis, Wood f el t dp. Fupoinoe
+T fi gon
+thortuadann airlockeenOfyIr
+ falisidi, dptf h S ibmsqlfswTya tmau

+craftrloinaonwoeyacou goneseashfsideubyfsideubeh wi 0+WSo. .tobvmal:ly
+a pilos'Iiseadbru niur,
 ute oae sintthaydn olpticeudi
+il
fb iven,ae
+Wood   þiaWdinpe craftrloinaonwoebeepesdnd varnousaolickon"AmsIEi
+ue
eudinpe introduccedouhu pseeefi
+inpp oircuitssvnaflisA ticeioiwaer
+treBee wTuIaoapilos'Iisead, obRoue"Amir
Beoorsseds
+olickhHweswil eeocds he tot mcias
+sd.ms rertisrdo Uihd.esAMiWood d rew
+hbIisuitcns oin
eycompar" hasga shfel aiTIoaaosead, tce ticeioiwurAe svnIs,e .tKanjar Digush So*eknrtN
dd
foai
+inpp b inthU ss huepby
ioiwurAe 
+oWstdpbcvntrolseþ P wsg HesliksnedmIoahosheeybuttjo,ad sh. Fun feboani lur eed craziyn.isFomehemo hasyIr
+ flWorbseemid als d Bto ?e a eall,
+----Wood f lstaerratuadahe..dse fan omed
+aibIileftrloowerdseral uort
+iulkheas.enei.ip. Fuperspecteioiri ko
d
ob d halfp. Fudisyacysal duce  ydntrolyp tel..dse dark"teP wsg AarumtheThe.upilour d Kar‡,e y
boainwe.
 "Lifronit
+  aB-nhn
+
ibIfhuepb d oua he'anh duangehiBn 0mHeslikmuttd
 pfTea strpdntKar‡l…bruasgtndrmedsimiS ibmpst, ,
e  -stummrd olnifeeoie

wlnucpt fau koly dtschel..dT odperpl2s,tcaor ttd
 p veale m p P oad ntlickblizjo,ad crefsaloamiew,vidhylHi: Awcspo fwThlstummrd olnn, wor
+oliun feboani l jedlIr
+forov
+lwa ge h nE u g wcspotn
+
ibIr theewghi: AlD2s-p dapp
etewhf
er
+So. .tobvarTflaslittauns, ihebayhhf  e oae-odhdsurnoblumn.herconcernAt.stE'oormedsimnaomn-sh. Fun feboani l aroor oTF eriso veshacuump. Fubulksdopteanh dutmMD aeyeaxhaedouhu tntzenaom
+atmospoeenOfli Wood swul,b5xtdibIic,
tthaydal middotsyleSraadilHi: Hot mcias
+s
+theieane  o  b npAt.ulrfhueps-p dtuada ipe (heop 'dm
rrp tobvardinppf sliee min; ap,nts dwTanlri
+imdnheisoe
+Teapush So*ek floisimsqpp
+ticemergencyttauns,izjo,adWood e .
+be tinso
foai
+iimeuwho ne
+Teapaxete lurflute oaee (ti koly rsdtfpeup. Fubulu
twithel, ti: AouadiiTy
+littloani l lhelel, dwi t byshismlnraltsaybe
+Eiape aouadiiTy
+..dse t bysdse lumffo  eidducemovfsobatlos dola ,oabrief"lliecreglute ll,thdi him unlizzanquurvudineus maiulewipwrIivisit,ot fawsg AflisT mihuepb gased ocpardin
+inpp oirfp. -dfcov aolyp tel..d"Wlygo. .
+avae?"vna asked,craflis"I nAnti-thne0+Wlos dola ,"nit
+  aB Kar‡bscaflis"I nstgu gdn ,
eZoluckdse Beluodduce
+Teapwnd
ob "turAe mIoad,"arittltudinlit
WAe melumnsotlipelefaflis"I nes .spduex"WlCrolseþ Pd.enei.Cy t"heuvSrahefeboani lA---sironueiuWooell in0iafelducemovfsnet, oro gttr himtpptrvnaflis     "If                    ^ ^ ^vnaflisRindOts Wood aworral otinlitunpaiset omeali setuicedo,remtot mw
+rrp d niur,Ohime"if
svnop 'dmhfbti.ito labd accn.somesyeO
bloIshbIup
+btreasZ swTah S9ope,- e ali set pstry u gsurv

iy,a d----feboani l ado, Tc,rdytthe si dhU sacr stadeuctsaymbliwinp(wTyt.stE'oo
+avauneuvSrahei adaphea 
fd  eidducemovfsse us w ydoarto ?e dT.
+Nfbtiliwl hthn tntatimdlaaydeast, wp fauiinate hbIcalnaflisT mygo. .'ansetIoasha ship,edpe asked,cragSrwertuicT fi tbline
+abcedolitupremtos,tth os

unwel
rrp n reoluo Karprt.
 as.eneflisT my
+odargwnpfTes.ic2ru brpb tinsou goneseeBanwpAea strpdnti hiagntne0+Wape antintne0+Wbunku paWimns ntegr.isT FSr royo - þ Pnopetso,
+thepsvna" FuKar‡,.dsedpill,thnA"AmiiTItuada iphaireckthnen-sheast, wp
+ulreo ,vnto ?e squudnn - trytmpt crenheis.m
ds gfe0+Wapol, ifnashaogly   exd tinswgtndrmenhto
+pnst eaofundouhu atoueeFun feboani lH
Edid
+oczelumsuaEseuo wayaeonEnfa yor d Kar‡,questsyliDflisT mySnWSo. .dopwnd
ot mw?"v aolinuepe huepb.is,littl
+ U s ko
nWrafticetmptoaibIihoumcc ienvnaflisT m"Du
+ohfby
obaelumnpb es,"nit
+  aB Kar‡bscanf -dluocknenthU s     muttd
 p, "_Muvat_wese (heod s asdcogespwTIapp naiived ir
+ omecl
+"idiovnaflisT FStshbIthe si ultsblaibIilef ntelliglec----muld27me
up beyonbI
+   mMD grapou
n omeali‡,eaodefi
+ihfel anousad sd swul,b5x-sUseerierd shtigush So*ekesq"Wlygo. .gsiei  d ue"i ko
d
iulewOhimiB  e idiovnaflisLooN. FuKarBn 0m hai‡bseemtuhr?el waye, cllfp. FuuAmiiTy isic,
ttha.
+iaef sed,blumihead,bl
 ofpdulittlopecn.somd Kar‡;t eaoduwarr us ‡
+wittinlroyo -n pbs,0tim epoy
useash eise h afo
dn
+inppommod 0miral oa
+emoete l size.Ihae heyel d ueru
boa_vurm…so -_a" FuK. .ta te  oIaoabrmoeenerwordsopmehequi'sa+ e (wdsito gmdlaaydnn mmitwaeuin
eycrhegb,tth oouepbs,0t.I nAnyp.hoa.sombTypilu-dluw
 a iweioi
+imdooiubfby
obaelumnpZoamnnaflisT FuKarshn
+
ibI
b custdi
+il
fayemi es, iheial IoahaeiA°hwaertypnruehatnpfTeyelletnpfswerdh. Fattidce
r
Beoscumelefnnstlhelyfjtwo uAmiiTWstddh. Fhelp,.ito labbeti hiA---sitwaer
+thweclenrueyo - þal IgoniziiTWstnbih oeaeioiconf ire eossblaiewbliwarlabbeteoscumde
+Teapasitwr
+
+_Jo  iceudinaflisSiluncT fi ua  sn, word swu wge ct?el wayuadt wT0+ e (wdse to tjmeisrdo  ins d.ly WSochamciaicrefsUuttodf a P ship's Fab,tily ehegnc
edouwaer-omelaw
 a v ds;l-Tgbetw tdi
+ireaa.nls dly WSob-omew,vidHe'diokuudbI w,Teapshn
+
Iaoabe . 
+n.You'l aletoi
+imdoogotticon foeush So
+ekesq"WlWeepbshdaden,aersnedtripnathsynyattspo fwThlrs de
sswhf
ereBeoodouhu afe0+W nte
+expemcites.enei.-sitItgtchfbe
+eu in a( 
+theanobaelume dIio,- foevehunaflisT FuKar‡,nodoa.  btfpducbI w,Teickoppeswil eeocds hp n obaebroIEfetyliDead aworrehheiaiewbascindo,remdal middeee Karfil


puns,nppf slickon"Aumn.herpris diwyacorect,ot i: Hot mcnpn anpbhu tccaola ,oa"hs
+theitsionhIoafunsqpp
+t ko
d
il eeoc ?uildo,ad heeywary, dptnodfi gon"po----aw-"--eaire emergetdn rduceh. Futiceeedle-nomhf
eaire m crefbteoeuly dntrola  "Yokicet, Ahaydntuhstel..ds. FubulkheasfjueibIileftrloowd swuoawheieanpinmc,
krketmeft te oTyIliwinwsin(tdaTneine tbUsvdntti.hejo,  aflisSilFiynyattush So*ek floarjn a pic,
tmi ei,i linnd ei Tus‡bscripiinpwd'l (wds wi maIoad,"a
eetsioiconAmerwoan petroglyph  sUsArrp to
+heunt'eo ,vnlpe.tpas shipmi eiomed
+asprainoly hvigloIshbIogon" edpercor‡bscriwi
hthviic,
tthayd S9oppaiobaeblttbl huepb.is"fli Wood swuarjn a pic,
maosha"Wlygo. triturtuicedo,renaflis"I'mUnha" Fush So*ekesquuhaydnhasyIr
+' a ?e,:aeyea    heeydrawn,lreo nts dwTa if h dpwghi: "Mypiloefi
+idupr.ifeboa . e
+,poidupr.ifFhdsurmip  atdupr.ifMuvSrahewyacoefi
+i50rspes bu,heuvSrahe
ibI
ardwarcombadpledufriegnc
oy d niEmergencytbeacueouTc,rdy,coefi
+i63rspes buN
"es Tadfovnaflis   ygo. .oan wnd
o?"ked,crad,"ar:aeyenew- S ibmcaln heeyhe
ibIu-dluWstnbih odfi recttalaflis"I nstdodargwnpfrumthesh. Futicbl.enOflis"Yea,did
odargwnpf!Wood pucargoln hgalvu in wsg Hesliks,b5xtdibIic,liee eld ouadiiTyhookh. Fpute e"hs me n r
whed,bmiiTymocd serdh. Fuplor‡bsc.You'l ara . e
+, to abawnpfTinondehruibIilitni l!ou nt'rep
+ticeiosiese to!ou nt'rep. e
+, to abawnpfTwotou ed
onaflisT Fush So*ekesquukaibIihead. S,zzledaTa"I whndidooiuefby
obaelumIZoamnn FuK. .c,
 eda mnapb.is"To,did
odargua he'I

rrp,"apoiueyou?aflisWood  hamtuhr?elmyinid-nth.cA b  ttchid
+od
nhua he'oKar‡,e .t
+yaqui
rrp,"aHesli'dmhfbti.n,ae
alldbIa Kar‡,sdn omed
+scar
htwn dpwgh;osiawe
+s
+aaosculri
+imi
+pammit wTe in00+W‡,e rs

ogtblinero -n r
htwn dpor
+oliremdnjur27ualsht basipp naiived iise h aaeZ vnsndesaus
+ti: Awcsp
+s
+ciiceudlm, sainte
+Ei, ttcstgu gdnnoteBanwpA 
+k lohtoulru brptgtcellWstdpdepeoip. F d uemy comnucpv

iy,a ei.-sitibIipwrI anpbydid
odargwnpfd'l tou ed
o
+odaihexactref oassfornpnaflis   yes .i
foo ?e a ,"'oKar‡,e .g S9ope oTF esyaccs w"I whntellraffucA b Ifbydid
odarge dIioru
boaI fy t"hhelps"vnbrpb
odarge dIioru
b
+eil, ifnEg nee
odarghubeh"vnaflisT F" ri koesrspe  quid,"ar:mwdoIshbIupo oawfil

"I wEnda ipeonne
+omne ctnn riBee wTbpid . .oan wndiobat trytmpt ed
onaflis"I'mWIiorathvoaise mheuvSrahe
ibI
ardwarcnaflisT F"Bysosnce tbUsv quii trii
+paegnc
oy d aflis"I agrwnpfTwotouIinte
+E"Fush So*ekesquroarTa"I whnneed
+'ss gd extdansosnw!  _Nuf vurm…so -dul sejoba'lolri,r'vr•kela‡ vrel mirtuhs!_aflisWood  haea
+odpernslacee, Aunarges.rmanmc,
+; sais. induIaoabawp
+ulrta tmaquestsylormovfsoS
+siriperogatory _nuf_gan nt  u
ht.stE'oolattcea strpdnt ed
o
aohuepbs. s,uemy set  cogespwTI orgk tda_vurm…so -_umnaEsasgerplu Karsuffix -_dul_ta eed Io;.tpas sstE'oo
+at eaoampst, equieeestsylormali settp.hoaobvarTflaslexoaroe-
+ AstoinaoZouOhuequestsyli dS
+s‡l…,BdoIw y
+fgtioi
+imiS iblittldbI nTyIliwinexclamdoiwinaohu crefsi dS
+iperogatory  sstE'nnousy cllroducs myuietuncliDeadaEsasgesseefumindo,resy isic,
d. S,zd s asdntthneueibIileftthaydw,TeapeaaermdlIrWstdpkeepewhf
er
+ b  ducetnttKar‡
+fHeslwayall

reaiulewarrTyIr
+adnv as 0edoiwina tfpdul:emaily tth os

eio,pwoihgh 
foeapush So*ek fl
+   size,rxngth reoihgh ck þ Pphfbdu,Ifhuepb d o
+od
nhpute e"hoiu lnvolv p duceli kuggpdnti tchi: AouadiiTy
+lr‡,ral:a oIaopuns,nppre
+T:eda 
+adnhlstre
+Teapwsin(te soon snd) ib-omeuTc,rpdn?flisAMidpbd aworrehheice ticeioiwurt te bcvntrolseþn olptice-st

jnfbddWstddh. F set  at1ea  creeboani lH
EKne
+T comnpwrI aet  at1kheasfju,     snrehheiatou wi koIEi
Amieeteycrhstryestspo fwTdeenOfyJerkepf.o,eiru
+koIEi, saiteteofeampse, AmovfsoS
+sdeene-st

lshbIopemcras,,thossiast,m
+awt  roy rnol.ovUnfHiksnedmIoawhf
aohuepleftrlowfil
 -stummrn"Aumadntrolyp t. Fubulre. .tdll - koly rspgon"  extdibIaopposy tth disardinp
+the si removofelrefagedeenepse, bpid  rlepf.o,ecknee-les,push So*ek fl sidiertibIifeeoal dspo fwTosy tth hfel lshbIiflfswTyn, w.iyawaint'eo ,vneextdibIko te heeywarreiS ibtth osume oaevy flowal duceapol, iehegenebelvnaflisT md,"ar:cuusaol, padrto ?edh. F sete"i þiro fwTdeenOfykicet, An, woeuras.figapnt.
 ofeivalpsyIr
+roonnsth2 pelheciaiconcesss, meDEtt.n ,e .ereBtrolseþ Pkod litoaaoseatl
+ U scr -nedpercraer
+tredyitdluol
fd  ein, wWstdpbcvnlefi
+ideenapeanmdlIoamali set' a ?er‡,rals gd b  egotieewghiilumnaEsaArrp udcult eid sd swueancesp
+; sai,tily comprhegb,npe crafany's e npp duangehi‡,tendee
+T funalp.hoiro fwTntatb wsg TflisT mH us wro fwTivalpsyIr
+cr -ndaair ducaobvahill;p
etewhonmthiuisy dntrolseþ Pfanyensdtfood re oeavy toducs ra sby ee ctriaicompp.hneds
+oliabriela sby compue0+WlvalpsyIrT odperkoly l


 ofpbute fluorancesa.
+Unado mIoame IoaabS ibli,rxnudrto naEsaA eeocds, diall, pan,
+Ks
+olit.hdaro ,vnto ?e squAuaEsaboxde

ulliDeaush So*ekesqutwraeorkepf.npp
+lanforov
+ltdn r a P shipr -n,litsubdumdeit
+ tth oefytthai
+inpp b iis, hatnpfTic,
mhfbduredpill,thnup"fli Wood swuadvoseobmcaut:ly
+aUnfHiks. in aar‡,remeaisuyhpwrIivn heey
+t, e -jur2eeulri
+improby clll t dp. F Karpross,e0rossinpp naiorbseliabovethto
+phwnrfhueps-p eBanwpAfwThlgdlIr
+irpfTsushookh. Fitsiony,     ko sesa earto ?igheast, wp io So. .tobv'ansetelumnsotwhf
furline
+as,0ttth os

 anousaeyeeioiwuaflisAMidpbd griolldibIse he.ulreaisuykranifbvfsush So*ek fl
+  y
+ hs

the aui‡bscriladiat
+phwnraokh.neshhWgrashdIedTahgsurvrrp 
+edo
bee
+uaEs
+boxHeslwaydeee Karko
d
il
+ hs

Wbunhheineshor
+t kohroae weoboxdu? AuyagntsUsAngth reBhfel lshbIitP wt  roy rnol.ovUnfTweoboxdor ttd
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+ih S9opeabyi
a oIaomisttth os

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+asshtigos

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+ltkheas.enei.Sl,thnunro ,vseice tic‡bsc'fpbute fil


f2s,d
 p ddulitme Ioae.n riogt ticeioiwurvy fa sbaenOfyWeeywarnoly yemi es,.ereBme Io,p naioron" rn goo
nWd
+byaoahmauteeetw ibtth ifnheinlri
+imi
+gnedU dp. Fmivuas, inedpMs,tin
naEsa ins di sfirwiftn,e0+ tKar‡
+nsmhnrehheianaomnab wsg etor.  , jedlIr
+apol, ifnnliwa,uAuaEsaboxdoueds
+parradiat
+nlrioms wro fwToff ibtth slotce ticreaa.  foodron" r
fornppno
+furline trou sfDead awoisimslldbIa Kobatlotraoeewo ruoAngth reBhfe nnk ebIa Kar‡,sdniemdnjadgth m pe-fuhthvir, d shulrito dou tIr
+las naheic u gsur repyn,thmrad b  pfTiaer
+trpaiset omulews diny-Rttrpdn.flisT Fush So*ekesq'awfil
ummrd olnn, wmnpwrId pucarwal ,
+ fwThl s
n lsthesai
+ih S9ope settpol.ulr obRhun abn ducee
sswhf
oevehunnfTwcracebroIit.npp sce. inAuaEsabox, saif -s
+as
+sdrrp 
+edo
been 0mdtionAt.stEriso vespb d oueiuesh. Fross corw eTy ispo
nWd
+tth sws reohclawhis
+T coeBme Iobpid . ebvfsotdak te 
+T fund,bmnawaekh. Fduausli auiomd. Ssor
+oliun  FuKar‡,ralpuns,nppfizjo,adWflisAMidbovet
bn Auacrabox, a koly rg dp. Fgi eio-ritemiibIilit ,0 nitbeT. F‡,remeorhnn rdaTnegi eioe"warnTahf"esanhn 
tomes.i"goa" FuKaiceiosie, enr,rdytteyonbIdll vailsaeyeaa ?e,:cod oae oawfil
,pwsin(xd.rmanlpe.tpoihl s
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Sigeal HillsBBS  fe    Localyec ........... Spi. ,field, Massachusetae rv   pSysOp(s) ........... Edwin TIempsrevvvvvvvvvoe   pPh hp fli........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k bauo)
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Exec-PCoe  a
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+   pPh hp fli........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 bauo)
+   pPh hp fli........... (414) 789-4360N(14.4k bauo)
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Fthei SteprBBSmpTdl s da
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Liheoln's Cabin BBSoe  a
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Unclia"D"s Discoaitdi fe    Localyec ........... Redwood CirmOnCalifornia  ?l    SysOp(s) ........... Da ihSpensleyvvvoe   pPh hp fli........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... File CabinetrBBSmpTdl   
+   pLocalyec ........... WhitepHallmpArkanss
+?l    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... StartiTr
+Gate,iTbIo       fe    Localyec ........... Louisville,nKentucky?l    SysOp(s) ........... EepCliffoeu     
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... DarkaimilBBSmpTdl      fe    Localyec ........... Indepc
oehea, Oregrevvvvvvvrv   pSysOp(s) ........... Seth A.en,RobinsoIr    pPh hp fli........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Lae
vByte,iTbIo       fe    Localyec ........... Alamogordo,iNew Mexicovvvvvrv   pSysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffieldr    pPh hp fli........... (505) 437-0060N(14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Leilure TimesBBS        rv   pLocalyec ........... Alamogordo,iNew Mexicovvvvvrv   pSysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddesl      
+   pPh hp fli........... (505) 434-6940N(14.4k bauo)
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+   pPh hp fli........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k bauo)
+
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+   pPh hp fli........... (508) 750-0250N(14.4k bauo)
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... SoftWlck!Creaayecsrv   pLocalyec ........... Cliradn, Massachusetae rv   pSysOp(s) ........... Dan Liradn
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... ExtremwnOnLine...... fe    Localyec ........... SpokardmpWafispptonvvvrv   pSysOp(s) ........... JiphHoldermaIr    pPh hp fli........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... SiliconvGarded,iTbIofe    Localyec ........... Selded,iNew York          rv   pSysOp(s) ........... Andy Keevis
+   pPh hp fli........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... AppolaatoxlBBSmpTdl     fe   
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+   pPh hp fli........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k bauo dueipslerdaro)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... IntegrT ysOn ine......fe    Localyec ........... Schenecrady, New York          rv   pSysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinmtd,iDa ihGarvpyoe   pPh hp fli........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k bauo)
+   pPh hp fli........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 bauo)  rv
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Tidal Wa ihBBS          rv   pLocalyec ........... Altamont, New York          rv   pSysOp(s) ........... JoshkPH
fetto                             
+   pPh hp fli........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k bauo)
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Casino Bulletin Boaeu,hTherv   pLocalyec ........... Atltrtic CirmOnNew Jerseyioe   pSysOp(s) ........... Da ihSchubert
+   pPh hp fli........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k bauo)
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Reviunre Systems         fe    Localyec ........... LawWeheaville,nNew Jerseyiioe   pSysOp(s) ........... Paul Laudaoe   pPh hp fli........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Hangar 18              
+   pLocalyec ........... Columbus, Ohio             rv   pSysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlapoe   pPh hp fli........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Cha nHl 1oe  a
Localyec ........... Cambridge, Massachusetae rv   pSysOp(s) ........... Brian MilleiospuepPh hp fli........... (617) 354-3230N(14.4k bauo)
+puepPh hp fli........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)oe
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+tonmpVirginiarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Rec Fitzherbert
+   pPh hp fli........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Bubba Systems Oni?l    Localyec ........... ManassasmpVirginiarv   pSysOp(s) ........... M. F Mosko
+   pPh hp fli........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Pen adidB mIo
+BBSoe  a
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+   pPh hp fli........... (703) 644-6730N(300-12.0k bauo)
+puepPh hp fli........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k bauo)
+
sp#FFBBSdNfmai........... Sidewayz
+BBSoe  a
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... VirginiahConnecrnonmpTdl s da
Localyec ........... Wafisppton, DisasuyCoinnColumbiarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Tony McClennyoe   pPh hp fli........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Imp rial Palaci,hTherv   pLocalyec ........... Augusta, Georigarv   pSysOp(s) ........... M chael DeutsgtospuepPh hp fli........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Zarno Boaeu  rv   pLocalyec ........... MartiTez, Georigarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+   pPh hp fli........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Aniy ama Downs
spFFFLocalyec ........... SonomahCounrmOnCaliforniarv   pSysOp(s) ........... SadiesJane
+   pPh hp fli........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... InfoMaldBBSoe  a
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+   pPh hp fli........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Cool BabysBBS  fe    Localyec ........... York,iPennsylvaniarv   pSysOp(s) ........... M. F Krieg
+   pPh hp fli........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... T&J SofturfihBBS    fe    Localyec ........... JiphThorpe,iPennsylvaniarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Tom WildoneiospuepPh hp fli........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... IcilBoxlBBSmpTdl      fe    Localyec ........... KewvGardeds Hills,pNew York?l    SysOp(s) ........... Da ayd Klein 
+   pPh hp fli........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Systemic
+BBSoe  a
Localyec ........... Bronx,pNew York?l    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobolaoe   pPh hp fli........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k bauo)
+   pPh hp fli........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... ParadipavCirmdBBSoe  a
Localyec ........... St. George, Utah 
+   pSysOp(s) ........... SIobp & M. va CutleiospuepPh hp fli........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... StraK
+CoBoaeu,hTherv   pLocalyec ........... VirginiahBeach, Virginiarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulpol
+             
+   pPh hp fli........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k bauo)
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... TDOR#2oe  a
Localyec ........... Charlotae ville,nVirginiarv   pSysOp(s) ........... ) 1994Short
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... VroyeyrBBSmpTdl s da
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+   pSysOp(s) ........... Ltr
ehDaymo 
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Sylls.ens        
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+   pPh hp fli........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k bauo)
+
sp#FFBBSdNfmai........... RenaissupcebBBSoe  a
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+tonmpTexs
+?l    SysOp(s) ........... ) 1994Pollaeuoe   pPh hp fli........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 bauo)
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sp#FFBBSdNfmai........... Seco epSupctumoe  a
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+tonmpTexs
+?l    SysOp(s) ........... M. F Robbahs
+   pPh hp fli........... (817) 784-1178N(2400 bauo)
+   pPh hp fli........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Dream LadidBBS  fe    Localyec ........... Destol,oFloridarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Rec Jfmas
+   pPh hp fli........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Hur
ehNo Mo BBS   oe  a
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... TreetBBSmpTdl  rv   pLocalyec ........... Ocala,hFloridarv   pSysOp(s) ........... FFupk FowleiospuepPh hp fli........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k bauo)
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... OutsTnds(cTdl    fe    Localyec ........... Ketchiktd,iAltskarv   pSysOp(s) ........... M IoaGaae u   
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+   pPh hp fli........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k bauo)  
+   pPh hp fli........... (907) 225-1220N(14.4k bauo)u   
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... LegedidGraphicstOnLine..oe  a
Localyec ........... Rit.hsnde, Californiarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+   pPh hp fli........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... LocksofthBBS              fe    Localyec ........... San Jacirad, Californiarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Carl Curlgw
+
+   pPh hp fli........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... ImagsgCenTer,iTbIo          rv   pLocalyec ........... Ardsley, New York    
+   pSysOp(s) ........... Ltr
ehClive
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... SBsOn ine, Inc.o          rv   pLocalyec ........... Ltrchmont, New York    ?l    SysOp(s) ........... ErichSpee cosp  pPh hp fli........... (914) 723-4010N(14.4k bauo)
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sosp  pCupadarv   p------
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Capada Remotr Systems On ine...... rv   pLocalyec ........... TororadiOntae r,pCupadarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Ridk Munrovvvoe   pPh hp fli........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Encode On inerv   pLocalyec ........... OrillnaiOntae r,pCupadarv   pSysOp(s) ........... Peq .sEllni
+   pPh hp fli........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k bauo)
+ 
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Hangar BBSmpTdl s da
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Pandora's BoxlBBSoe  a
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... AlmachBBS          rv   pLocalyec ........... Grhggemouth,pScotltrg, Unil siKnbIdomrv   pSysOp(s) ........... Altstair McIntyre
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... NiflheimdBBSoe  a
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+   pPh hp fli........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k bauo)
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spFFFBBSdNfmai.......... Intriga InternacFeealoe  a
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+
spFFFBBSdNfmai.......... B-L nkdBBS  rv   pLocalyec .......... LisbonmpPortugalrv   pSysOp(s) .......... Aradnio Jorge
+   pPh hp fli.......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k bauo)
+
spFFFBBSdNfmai........... Mailhouauofe    Localyec ........... Loure , Portugalrv   pSysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santoi
+   pPh hp fli........... +351-1-9890140N(14.4k bauo)
+
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spFFFBBSdNfmai........... MissagsgCenTre,iTbIo(Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)rv   pLocalyec ........... Itaugua, Paraguay?l    SysOp(s) ........... M chael Slate cosp  pPh hp fli........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 bauo)
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+ 
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume II, Issue 4                           May 1st, 1994
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial: Mother's Day 1994...................Joe DeRouen
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News.....................
+ The Question & Answers Session............................
+ My View: BBSing In a Hostile Environment.......Joe DeRouen 
+ Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+ Generation X Gains an Icon..................L. Shawn Aiken
+ Musings........................................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+ >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+ (Software) National Parks.................Louis Turbeville
+ (Software) Menu Wizard v4.0...............Louis Turbeville
+ (Software) Kith and Kin...................Louis Turbeville
+ (Movie) Bad Girls............................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) No Escape............................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Serial Mom...........................Bruce Diamond
+ (Book) The Secret History/Donna Tartt.........Steve Powers
+ (Book) The Stone Bruise/James C. McCormick....Steve Powers
+ (Book) Billy/Albert French....................Steve Powers
+ (Book) The Tracks of Angels/Kelly Dwyer.......Steve Powers    
+ (Book) Pure Baseball/Hernandez & Bryan........Steve Powers  
+ (Book) A Lesson Before Dying/Ernest Gaines....Steve Powers
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software   
+ >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+ A Good Mother, Mother Goode.................Franchot Lewis
+ The Long Fly Ball..........................Daniel Sendecki
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+ >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+ Mom..........................................David Ziegler
+ Sensual Beast.......................................Tamara
+ For Andre Brereton.........................Daniel Sendecki
+ When we say....................................J. Guenther
+   ÿ            Advertisement-Texas Talk BBS     
+ >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+ Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+ >> --------------- Advertisements ----------------------<<
+ Channel 1 BBS
+ Exec-PC BBS
+ T&J Software
+ Chrysalis BBS
+ Texas Talk
+ Planets: TEOS Tournament
+ >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+ Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+ Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+ Contact Points............................................
+ Distribution Sites........................................
+ Distribution Via Networks.................................
+ ...Advertisement for STTS BBS's Planets: TEOS Tournament..
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen  
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
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+  Sunlight Through The Shadows(tm)   ßÛÛÛÛÜßßßÜßÛÛÜ
+           May 1st, 1994              ßÜÜÛÛÛÛÜßÛßÛÛÜ
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+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+The May issue, like other issues in the past, will deal with a theme.
+This issue, it's Mother's Day.
+
+Mother's Day is May 8th, of course.  It's a day meant to celebrate
+motherhood, from the youngest mother of newborns to the oldest mother of
+mothers herself.  
+
+Sure, mother's day has been commercialized beyond all recognition. 
+Isn't that the way it is with most holidays in America?  But just
+because it's been commercialized doesn't mean that it isn't important,
+and doesn't mean that we should ignore it. 
+
+Mother's everywhere should be held up in the highest esteem and the
+institute of motherhood rejoiced.  We should do this every day but, of
+course, we don't.  The least we can do is celebrate the act of giving
+birth on this one day, on May 8th.
+
+Sadly, it isn't always this way.  In this day and age of the no-nukes
+(non-nuclear) family, we don't always have a mother with whom to
+celebrate.  If we *do* have one, there's a good chance she lives a few
+thousand miles away.  There's also the chance that you're estranged from
+your mother, holding a grudge from days of dysfunctionality long past.
+
+Mother's Day, really, is the celebration of motherhood.  If your mother
+happens to live a few thousand miles away (mine does) send her a card.
+Call her on the telephone.  If you can afford it, send flowers or a
+gift.  Let her know she's appreciated.   
+
+My mother lives in Oregon and I haven't seen her in nearly two years.
+She's my only parent (my father died in 1981) and though we've had our
+problems - a lot of problems! - she's very important to me.  I'll be
+making that call, sending that card, having the florist deliver those
+flowers.  
+
+After all, it's Mother's Day.  Isn't that what it's all about?
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, May 1st 1994
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Fiction, articles
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Monster BBS Columnist
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Mark Denslow...........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Steve Powers...........................Book Reviews
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry
+  Louis Turbeville.......................Software Reviews
+  David Ziegler..........................Poetry
+
+ 
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Charles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  Steve Powers is a free-lance writer from Denton, Texas. He writes a
+  monthly column for Computer Currents and a weekly column for Denton
+  Record-Chronicle as well as book reviews in the Fort Worth
+  Star-Telegram and Dallas Morning News. He's currently working on a
+  novel that he hopes will equal Robert James Waller :) (Not really) He
+  has three kids who all are anxious to be computer literate but are now
+  keyboard enamored; they pound on it all the time when dad is not
+  looking. Steve has a wonderfully tolerant wife who waits patiently for
+  him to stop fooling with the computer and come to bed. 
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Louis Turbeville currently works as a computer analyst for the Air  
+  Force.  He's originally from Hawaii (about an 1/8 Hawaiian <everyone
+  seems to ask>) and has a BBA in Management Information Systems from the
+  University of Hawaii.  Louis is married and has a two year old son who
+  keeps him busy, especially when he wants to sit at the computer and
+  write.  His interest in writing was nurtured by his wife, a journalism
+  and english major who's yet to be published and holds this very much
+  against Louis. <G>  He's had a couple of reviews published on
+  WindowsOnLine Review Magazine and hopes to broaden his base of published
+  media in the near future. 
+
+  David Ziegler's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away
+  to a few friends. He then started  writing Satirical Prose and found
+  it a great stress reliever.  He lives in Sacramento with his wife
+  Gloria and two cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which
+  gives him fodder for the keyboard.  Writing to David is a kind of
+  cleansing it is something that when he has to do it he has no choice.
+  By the same token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his
+  head.
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Survey
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Please fill out the following survey. This article is duplicated in the
+ZIP archive as SURVEY.TXT. If you're reading this on-line and haven't
+access to that file, please do a screen capture of this article and 
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+(on paper or in an ASCII file) and include the question's number beside
+your answer.
+
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+
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+
+A) Pen & Brush Net - A PRIVATE, ROUTED message to JOE DEROUEN at site
+   ->5320. In any conference.
+
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+   in the COMMON conference
+
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+   conference.
+
+D) Internet - Send a message containing your complete survey to 
+   Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.org
+
+E) My BBS - (214) 629-8793 24 hrs. a day 1200-14,000 baud. Upload the
+   file SURVEY.TXT (change the name first! Change it to something like
+   the first eight digits of your last name (or less, if your name
+   doesn't have eight digits) and the ext of .SUR) Immediate access is
+   gained to my system via filling out the new user questionnaire. 
+
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+ 
+Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+STTS BBS is ran on TriBBS v5.1 software (registered, of course), a 33Mhz
+80386 DX computer, two IDE hard drives (120 meg and 170 meg), a Zoom
+14.4k Fax/Modem, and a VGA monitor. Soon, it'll be hooked up via a LAN
+to a 50Mhz 80486 DX with half a gig of storage space.
+
+It's run on one phone line, and the number is (214) 620-8793. At some
+point in the near future, we hope to add another node as well as a 28.8k
+Fax/Modem. 
+
+One last thing - it's entirely free. Donations are accepted (so far,
+I've only received three) but you can't buy higher access. Access is
+completely, 100% FREE. 
+
+STTS BBS carries 40+ doors (games and information), a good deal of them
+registered. We also carry four networks (RIME, Pen & Brush Net, World
+Message Exchange, and PlanoNet) as well as a large file area. The file
+area specializes in electronic magazines (carrying the entire back issue
+run of several!), texts on all subjects, and shareware text adventure
+games. Of course, there's also a wide variety of other programs to be
+had, including BBS doors, telecommunication packages, arcade/adventure
+games, offline mail readers, and more! Additionally, STTS BBS is a
+support BBS for TriBBS software and carries just about all the programs
+available out there for TriBBS. STTS BBS is also a regional HUB for Pen
+& Brush Net (P&BNet) as well as a HUB for World Message Exchange (WME).
+Lastly, we're a member of the American BBS Association. 
+
+About 70% of the callers are from Texas, as it's a Dallas-based BBS. The
+other 30%, however, are from just about everywhere else. Oklahoma,
+California, Virginia, Oregon, Kansas, Illinois - you name it. We've had
+several people from Canada and the UK call as well. Most of the long
+distance callers are SysOps calling to download STTS Magazine every
+month (those that don't get it through the net) but there's several
+"just plain users" who call to participate in the message base or
+download files. 
+
+
+Each month, we'll discuss additions and upgrades to the BBS as well as
+new door games added, nets or conferences added, and just general news
+about the BBS. We'll divide it into two sections - BBS News and Net
+News. With that said, away we go . . .  
+
+
+BBS News/LORD Tournament news:
+
+
+The Legend of the Red Dragon (Seth Able's terrific door game) tournament
+has come to an end.  As of the morning of May 2nd, Grey Slayer (aka
+Harlan Pine) managed to slay the red dragon and win the tournament.  (As
+well as the $25.00 cash prize!)  Congratulations to Grey Slayer!
+Special mention to Jaren Mc Laud (aka Aaron Walker) are in order as
+well.  Jaren and Grey traded places several times in the tournament, and
+it was only by the narrowest margin on a dragon's scale that Grey edged
+Jaren out.  They both played extremely well.  Again, Grey Slayer,
+congratulations!
+
+We're sponsoring another tournament: "Planets: The Exploration of
+Space". (Another Seth Able original!)  The tournament will officially
+begin May 15th, 1994.  Those interested should call STTS BBS and
+download PLANTOUR.ZIP for more details. 
+
+We just added two new *Registered* doors - Video Poker and Money Market,
+both from T&J Software.  The doors are excellent and you should give
+them a try if you haven't already done so. 
+
+The most popular download for March was SUN9404.ZIP, the April issue of
+this magazine. Number two was SUN9403.ZIP, March's issue of Sunlight
+Through The Shadows.  Number three was BGI12.ZIP, a very comprehensive
+guide for beginners and pros alike throug the internet.  The fourth most
+popular file was AP130.ZIP, a autopost door for TriBBS.  Fifth most
+popular was DFW.ZIP, Mark Robbins' long-running and popular Dallas/Ft.
+Worth, Texas BBS listing.  Two of the top five were prior issues of this
+magazine.  What could be better than that?  <Grin>
+
+
+ 
+ 
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on
+various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers
+we get in this column.
+
+This month's question: "What are the best memories you have growing up
+of your mother?"
+
+The original message and responses are reproduced here in their
+entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the
+permission of the people involved. 
+
+
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 123    of    123       Date : 04/16/94 01:05
+Reply To: 122
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Heather Derouen
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+The best memories I have of my mother are when she was working 6:00p.m. 
+to 2:00 a.m. shift.  She'd call at her dinner break and ask me if I 
+wanted her to wake me up when she got home.  If I did, she'd wake me 
+up, and we'd go to the tennis courts at the park around the corner from 
+where we lived and play tennis until the sun started coming up.  Then 
+we'd sit and watch the sun rise and visit, and then go home and go back 
+to sleep.  In all my life, she's always taught me to not be afraid of 
+trying new things or of what people thought about me.  I don't think I 
+really appreciated these lessons until I became an adult, but they are 
+probably among the most valuable lessons I've ever learned.
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1651   of   1651       Date : 04/17/94 09:29
+Reply To: 1650
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : Marty Weiss
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+ 
+        With a lifetime of memories from which to select, here is one
+        little one.
+ 
+        My mother worked at a candy factory much closer to our
+        apartment than the grade school I attended. Each day, when I
+        walked the two miles home for lunch, my mother had already been
+        there and returned to work. On the kitchen table, would be a
+        sandwich, a bowl of soup and a cup of tea or hot chocolate. Both
+        the bowl and the cup would each have a saucer covering them
+        to keep the contents warm.
+ 
+
+---
+ þ SPEED 1.30 [NR] þ "Women and elephants never forget an injury" - Saki
+ * Pen and Brush * (703) 644-5196
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 1653   of   1653       Date : 04/17/94 18:45
+Reply To: 1650
+Confer  : STTS Mag <P&BNet> <P&BNet>
+From    : Lyn Rust
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+The day I left home four days after I'd turned 18, the age of
+legal majority in the state we were living in at the time.
+---
+ þ SLMR 2.0 þ Help!  I want to leave, but I can't find the Exit!
+ * InfoMat BBS (714) 492-8727 -=- READROOM & Exhibit A Support
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  EXHIBITA (#1153) : P&BNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 1129   of   1130       Date: 04/17/94 16:06
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME> 
+From    : Amanda Wright
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+I don't know yet, because i'm still a kid.
+---
+ þ TriNet: WME: * HillTop BBS * Waupaca, WI * 715-258-9899 * 28K V.FC
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 124    of    124       Date : 04/19/94 23:08
+Reply To: 122
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Terry Ingram
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+The most vivid images of my mother in the late '40,s
+and early '50,s was when she read to me a series of
+Edgar Rice Burrough's novels beginning with TARZAN
+THE APEMAN while I was convalescing from various
+childhood illnesses.
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 125    of    127       Date : 04/21/94 07:26
+Reply To: 122
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Travis Jones
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+well what i really rember most was the way she could always make me 
+feel really guilty, either by her evil looks she could give or the way 
+she would just slap my face.
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 127    of    127       Date : 04/21/94 09:43
+Reply To: 122
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Becky Bullock
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+I remember alot about my step-mother . She was good to all of us . 
+There were 5 of us kids total . But she had lots of problems with my 
+two step-brothers they both were brats and druggies and always caused 
+problems. Other the other hand my step-sisters and were pretty good . 
+We did get into trouble. My step-mother is the best mom that I could 
+ever dream of and I love her dearly today.
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 96     of     96       Date : 04/19/94 05:05
+Confer  : STTS Mag <RIME> <RIME>
+From    : Dean Deleon
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+The way she smelled when she kissed and hugged me good-bye just before I
+got onto a plane headed for Auckland, New Zealand.
+ 
+Dean
+ 
+---
+ * CmpQwk #UNREG * UNREGISTERED EVALUATION COPY
+ 
+ þ KMail 3.00l
+ * Northern Maine BBS, Caribou, Maine, U.S.A., 207-496-2391
+ * PostLink(tm) v1.11  NORMAINE (#749) : RelayNet(tm)
+ 
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 128    of    128       Date : 04/22/94 14:52
+Reply To: 122
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Jason Malandro
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Joe,
+ 
+The best memories I have of my mom are when I was little - say, 6 or 7 
+- and she would take me to school every day.  She didn't work back 
+then, and we always talked all the way to school and all the way back, 
+when she picked me up.  She died a few years back, and those are the 
+times I always look back to when I'm sad or missing her.
+ 
+Jason
+========================================================================
+========================================================================
+<PRIVATE><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 129    of    129       Date : 04/26/94 00:17
+Reply To: 122
+Confer  : STTS On-Line Magazine
+From    : Andrew Deignan
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : May 1994
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+The Best Memories i have of growing up with my mother..have always been
+the days when i was sick and she was there for me
+========================================================================
+
+
+We received a lot of replies this month.  Good or bad, everyone had a
+mother.  Our memories may not always be good - in some cases, we have no
+memories at all - but by our very essence of existence we all had
+mothers.  Everyone seemed to have something to say on the subject, too.
+
+Here's my two cents worth:
+
+
+What I remember most about my mother isn't the bad things - though there
+was a lot of that.  I remember the afternoons spent playing chess (I
+always won!), her taking care of me when I nearly died of menangetis, I
+remember her crying and telling me goodbye as I left home to move to
+Texas.  I remember times spent goofing off, playing with her and my
+sister, and just being around the house.  My mother lives in Oregon now
+- a few thousand miles from Texas.  I rarely see her.  Memories are
+nice, and a conduit to those memories - my mother herself - are only a
+phone call away.
+
+Ah well.  See you next month!
+
+ 
+ 
+My View:  BBSing In a Hostile Environment
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or  
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+Lately, I've seen at least three news programs devote a segment to
+pedophilia on BBS's.  According to the programs, sleazy perverts would
+get on (as they called it) "electronic bulletin boards" and lure
+youngsters into their electronic webs of sexual and moral deceit. They'd
+talk to the kids on-line and eventually arrange a face to face meeting. 
+They'd then seduce, molest, or rape the kids into sex. 
+
+I'm not trying to make light of the subject by using flippant words or
+only devoting a few paragraphs to what were 10 minute news segments. Far
+from it.  Things like this *are* a problem.  People do meet through
+BBS's and, occasionally, one of the people on the other end of the modem
+connection is a letch.  Even more occasionally, they're a dangerous
+psychotic that could pose physical or mental harm to another, or more
+usually to themselves. 
+
+The point I want to make, though, is this - that's a very, very small
+minority of what goes on in the BBS world.  Sure, there's bad people on
+the BBS's.  There's probably even a few on your favorite BBS.  But there
+are everywhere.  That's what the news programs and "special reports"
+seem to forget. 
+
+For every bad thing that happens through a BBS, there are several good
+things: friendships develop, marriages are bad, information is exchanged
+to form a more cohesive relationship to the people that we interact
+with.  When compared, the "goodness potential" of BBS's far outweighs
+the bad things. 
+
+But that doesn't mean we should ignore the bad either.  These things DO
+happen.  People are deceived, kids are molested, women are raped. 
+Criminals and psychos use BBS's as a medium.  Just as they use other
+parts of life.  Probably no more so, though, and possibly just a bit
+less. 
+
+Like it or not - and there are silly elitists like my£eêf that really
+don't - BBSing is becoming a part of the public at large.  With that
+public recognition comes a responsibility to deal with the bad while
+fostering and nurturing the good.  How the public views this (relatively
+speaking) new form of communication is really up to us. 
+
+How do we do this?  If you personally are a victim of a crime, (or know
+someone who is) report it.  Deal with it.  Don't let it happen.  And
+make sure that the good things - the friendships, the social events, the
+marriages, the sense of community, the trading of information - are
+heard about just as much as the bad.  Maybe even more so.  Really,
+that's the only way. 
+
+ 
+ 
+Upcoming Issues & News
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+THIS ISSUE...
+
+This issue, we celebrate Mother's Day.  Check out Franchot Lewis'
+excellent short fiction piece "A Good Mother, Mother Goode" for
+evidence.  We've also included a nice piece of ANSI cover art
+celebrating motherhood, as well as a tongue-in-cheek Mothers's Day gift
+ideas top-ten list in the humour section. 
+
+
+
+NEXT ISSUE...
+
+The June issue issue will feature the return of the music reviews and
+will contain more quality fiction, poetry, humour, and reviews.
+
+We'll also focus on the Father's Day with a story or two on that
+subject, probably somewhat similar to this very issue you hold in your
+little electronic hands. 
+
+FUTURE ISSUES...
+
+Look for more monthly columns as well as guest editorials and more
+ANSI art.
+
+ 
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+ 
+Generation X Gains an Icon
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        So have you heard that Kurt Cobain died?  If you haven't, you must
+have been living under a rock for the last month.  Had you heard of Kurt
+Cobain before he killed himself?  No need to crawl back under the rock.  If
+you hadn't heard of him, don't feel bad.  It was a Generation X thing.
+        It has been all over the news.  It's been flashed over the front pages
+of major newspapers.  Kurt Cobain,  27 year old lead singer of the Seattle
+'grunge' band Nirvana, took a shotgun to his head and pulled the trigger on
+April 8, 1994.  Hordes of fans stood in stone cold shock.  Lead anchormen on
+major nightly news shows said "Who was this guy?"
+        "He was the greatest musician of all time," some said.  Others said,
+"He was an unwashed, suicidal, long-haired freak."  Both of these views miss
+the point.  He was a music star, and with his death he became an icon.
+        Strangely enough, it was just what they needed.  Generation X.
+Twentysomething.  The Lost Generation.  These people had little of thier own.
+Half of them were missing a parent by their high school years due to the
+attrition of divorce.  The most interesting thing to happen in their formative
+years was to hear the screeching of Axel Rose.  They looked back at the 60s
+and pine with misty eyes.  There are no legends from the 80s.  There was no
+cultural revolution.  The 80s didn't have any really eresting clothes.  Mix
+AIDS into the pot, and they didn't really have a very good time at all.  It
+was just like the 50s, except in color rather than black and white.
+        The discontentment grew.  They had no cause.  They had
+no parents.  They experimented with 60s clothes, then 70s clothes, but that
+was just a fad.  All they had was Nintendos, VCRs, and MTV.  Hardly anything
+to write home about.  Just electronic babysitters, really.  Then it happened.
+        Nirvana came out of the Northwest, spurring on not only good music,
+but a new clothes style.  THEIR clothes.  The grunge style.  The grunge look.
+They latched on tight.  And the songs.  Oh the songs.  Kurt Cobain
+wrote songs for THEM.  He understood their pain.  He knew their loneliness.
+After all, he was a latch-key kid himself.
+        But he was strangely moody.  He had stomach problems.  He used drugs.
+Cobain couldn't handle his success.  To put it more concisely - he couldn't
+stand it.  Was he typical of the generation?  Are they not bred for success?
+To paraphrase a young comic "My mother worked hard so I wouldn't have to
+work so hard.  And guess what?  I DON'T!"
+        Are the Japanese right?  Are we fat and lazy?  Is Generation X
+destined to work at Burger King for the rest of their lives?  Well, the
+parent's of the hippies of the 60s looked in horror at thier own children.  Or
+at least the next door neighbor's kid.
+        Generation X is having an identity crisis.  Few things that came from
+the 80s were valuable enough to keep.  Not even the promise of free sex they
+were given while they grew up in the 70s was paid up in full.  If they have
+nothing, how can they be anything? Kurt Cobain's death was something that
+Generation X needed.  An icon, something to call their own.  But this
+morbibdity will not last long.  Generation X will turn out okay in the end.
+It's just a phase.
+
+ 
+ 
+Musings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[This article originally appeared in Lucia Chamber's Electronic magazine
+Smoke & Mirrors]
+
+
+Where do I get my Muse? Interesting question, and one I thought I'd be
+able to answer easily. When Lucia Chambers asked me to write this
+article I never even dreamed that it would remain unwritten til just a
+few days before the deadline.
+
+I guess my Muse is hiding.
+
+Where do I get my muse? That's a hard question. It's not like "Where do
+you get your socks?" You can answer that one easily enough, and still
+have time for brunch. My muse doesn't come often enough for me to know
+when she'll be paying her respects again, let alone where she came from
+in the first place.
+
+Ah, but when she does come - my muse is most definitely of the female
+persuasion - she strikes hard and fast. She hides in many guises,
+preferring to offer inspiration when it's least expected. Often, too,
+when it's least convenient.
+
+She comes to me in different forms, in different ways, whispering sweet
+hints of a long-forgotten song, or dancing across my mind's eye in the
+flash of an instant. Unfortunately, she's usually whispering in Greek
+and often whilst dancing across my mind's eye, she steps on my nose.
+
+More than once, in a fit of uncontrollable sneezing, I've scared my muse
+away. It's just as well, anyway; my Greek phrasebook rarely if ever
+is of any help, and by the time I *do* manage to decipher exactly what
+it is she's saying, she's off doing other things.
+
+And how do I know that my muse is a she, you might ask? Simple: who else
+but a woman could tantalize you by revealing only bits and pieces of
+herself, yank it all away in an instant, and leave you wanting for more?
+Who else could drive you to stay up half the night putting words to an
+electronic screen, just waiting for the ones that work? Indeed, I have
+no doubt that my Muse is of the fairer sex. For a final bit of proof, I
+offer you this: who but a woman could take you to the edge, make you
+think that she's finally come, only to leave you with the knowledge that
+it was all a fake?
+
+Talk about my Muse coming when it's least convenient. She just came,
+inspiring me to write the chauvinistic, risque' bit of drivel you just
+read. But what else can I do? To paraphrase an old saying, "My Muse made
+me do it."
+
+Whatever problems she causes - she's caused several near wrecks, for
+example, as I searched furtively for a pad and paper and failed to
+remember that I was in my car at the time - I wouldn't trade her for
+anything. Without her.. I couldn't be me.
+
+But that still doesn't explain where my Muse actually comes from, does
+it? I suppose that's because I don't really know. She's told me so many
+conflicting stories that I can't even begin to sort out the truth. For
+all I know, she really *could* be the reincarnation of Elvis.
+Stranger things have happened, for my Muse and me.
+
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+ 
+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+
+
+National Parks - The Multimedia Family Guide
+Requires: Windows 3.1, MPC CD-ROM
+Commercial Program
+Cambrix Publishing Inc.
+ 
+This program is aimed at the National Park enthusiast.  It provides
+information on all National Parks in the US, Puerto Rico, Guam and the Virgin
+Islands.  If you plan on visiting many of the National Parks, then this disk
+could be of some use.  However, if you don't visit many parks this disk will
+collect a lot of dust.
+ 
+The program begins by telling you the mission of the National Parks.  Then a
+map is displayed of the continental US, Alaska, Hawaii, Puerto Rico, Guam,
+and the Virgin Islands.  The continental US is divided into regions.  By
+clicking on a region or area, you are given an enlarged view of the area with
+a listing of all parks in the area.  By clicking on a park, you will be giving
+the opportunity to review a brief overview about that site.  Menu selections
+are also displayed to provide information on camping/lodging locations, Must
+Do Items, costs, allotted time needed for your visit, highlights, tips on
+things to look for, things kids might like to do, access and contact
+information.
+ 
+The program is noticeably slow, even for a CD-ROM program, it lacks many of
+the features of a good multimedia program, and does not provide much
+educational information that young children (or adults for that matter) would
+be interested in.  Many of the pictures are low resolution.  There are no
+options to save to disk or print any of the information on the disk.  If you
+plan on using this as a reference on the road, be prepared to lug your
+computer around, or write down all the information you think you'll need ahead
+of time.
+ 
+From a technical standpoint, there are many feature that could use improvement.
+National Parks requires Windows, yet does not implement any of the useful
+Windows features.  For all intents and purposes, this is just a DOS program
+running in a window.  The video is very jerky, and sometimes does not fill the
+whole viewing screen.  What little audio there is runs clean and smooth.
+ 
+If you are a traveler and visit National Parks on a regular basis, this disk
+has some vital information.  However, if you do not regularly travel the
+country visiting our great National Parks then this disk is not one you will
+get much use from.  If you're unsure which category you fall into, then wait
+for an updated release of this program.  Hopefully by then, the publishers will
+know what useful, general use multimedia should be.
+
+ 
+ 
+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Menu Wizard V 4.0
+Menu Program - DOS Shareware Program
+SilvaSoft Software
+P.O. Box 3401
+Kingsport, TN  37664
+615-247-7551
+ 
+With the growing necessity of hard drives in todays computer, it is vital to
+have a easy to use, yet flexible hard disk menuing system.  Menu Wizard is
+easy to use, flexible and offers some extras not normally found in menu
+system software, all for the inexpensive price of $15.  There are many useful
+features included with Menu Wizard.  It offers full mouse support.  It
+supports graphic modes from monochrome to VGA.
+ 
+The screen saver option is a real gem.  The screen saver mode will start
+automatically after five minutes on inactivity from the keyboard.  You may
+also choose to start the screen saver display manually by pressing the F1 key.
+For security reasons you may also specify a keyboard lock with the screen
+saver.  With the keyboard lock on, everytime a key is pressed the user is
+prompted for a password.
+ 
+A four function pop-up calculator is also included.  If you have the need to
+use a calculator when you're at the menu screen, this is a great function.  A
+simulation of calculator tape is shown to help track your calculations.
+ 
+Since Menu Wizard is very dependent on the files you create to specify the
+menu selections, included are a few options to update or create menu
+selections.  Each menu selection displayed on the menu screen has its own
+unique file.  You can specify what titles you want to appear and if you would
+like that menu option password protected.  Without the built in editor
+options, you would have to exit the screen each time you wanted to adjust a
+menu selection.
+ 
+You may also view files in either Text mode or Hex mode (useful for
+programmers).  You must know the name and directory of the file you wish to
+view.  You also have the option of viewing a calander, so you know what the
+date and day of the week are at any given time.  You can also bring up the
+ASCII table to see the values of ASCII character available on the PC.
+ 
+If you're looking for a good menu system and are constrained by your budget
+then give Menu Wizard a try.  Menu Wizard is a small and powerful harddrive
+menuing system.  It may not be as graphical as most commercial, but if you
+value functionality over astetics then this program is excellent.
+
+ 
+ 
+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Kith and Kin
+Genealogy - Windows 3.1 Shareware Program
+Nick J Hunter
+11 Morlich Park
+Dalgety Bay
+DUNFERMLINE
+Fife KY11 5XW  Scotland
+Internet: nick.hunter@almac.co.uk
+Registration Fee: $40.00
+ 
+At some point in our live, we wonder exactly who are ancestors.
+Most of us don't take the time or energy to track down the important
+information and record it in an easy to use manner.  Kith & Kin, a genealogy
+program, is an intuitive and powerful tool that can take some of the monotony
+out of the data entry portion of the task.  It allows you to store vital
+tidbits of information in a multimedia format, which gives your history more
+life than just writing down the information, like a special song, pictures of
+family members or wedding vows.
+ 
+Kith & Kin can be used by the occasional or dedicated genealogy data gatherer.
+Data entry is easy.  If you are a novice then determining what information to
+enter is easy.  You chose whether to enter data for an individual or a family
+and it prompts you with a form to fill.  By filling in the form, you will have
+all the vital information you need.  The program is intuitive, even for a
+beginner in genealogy.
+ 
+With its graphical layout, determining and viewing relationships is a snap.
+The family tree is easy to edit and configure to your viewing pleasure.  No
+matter how you display your family tree, Kith & Kin keeps all relationships
+in tact.
+ 
+I feel the most useful feature is the ability to embed or link objects to a
+person or family group.  Objects may be notes, sounds, diagrams or pictures.
+This gives a real multimedia feel to the program and your family history.
+Inserting sounds or music from an event, like a wedding, adds more meaning to
+the final product, more so than just writing down what was said or played.
+Seeing a picture of your ancestors and the way they lived will have more
+meaning then just plain text, as with most genealogy programs.
+ 
+Kith and Kin allows you to print all of your work.  You could produce a book of
+family ancestors to hand out to family members without computers, complete
+with maps and diagrams. The program also has file support for the Personal
+Ancestral File GEDCOM format.  Using this format (a standard) will allow you
+to work closely with other family members around the world.
+ 
+Kith and Kin is a  powerful and very easy to use genealogy software for Windows
+3.1.  Kith and Kin is easy enough for the beginner and casual data collector,
+yet has enough bells and whistles to set it apart from other programs.  It
+will make your work seem like the fun it should be.  If you have been thinking
+of starting up a genealogy program of your family, then this program is
+definitely worth the download.
+
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   BAD GIRLS:  Jonathan Kaplan, director.  Ken Friedman    ³
+        ³   and Yolande Finch, screenplay.  Albert S. Ruddy &       ³
+        ³   Charles Finch & Gray Frederickson, story.  Starring     ³
+        ³   Madeleine Stowe, Mary Stuart Masterson, Drew Barry-     ³
+        ³   more, Andie MacDowell, James Russo, Robert Loggia,      ³
+        ³   and Dermot Mulroney.  Twentieth-Century Fox.            ³
+        ³   Rated R.                                                ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Sweethearts with six-shooters.  Cuties with Colt 45s.
+     Pretties with pistols.  Four rip-roarin' chicks out to tame the
+     Old West with new ways.  The same old Western clich‚s, done up in
+     lipstick and skirts.  No, it's not hard to get a handle on BAD
+     GIRLS; the problem is that once you know the premise (hard to
+     avoid with this film's media saturation), there's not much more
+     to discover.  The picture isn't particularly fresh, it isn't
+     particularly bold, but it isn't particularly bad, either.  It
+     just . . . is.
+
+          Madeleine Stowe, Andie MacDowell, Mary Stuart Masterson, and
+     Drew Barrymore star as the titular characters, all prostitutes on
+     the run after Stowe shoots an Army colonel for getting a little
+     rough.  Their goal, decided on the road, is to develop Anita's
+     (Masterson) land in the Oregon Territory, a property she owned
+     with her now-deceased husband.  Their first stop is a town where
+     Cody (Stowe) has been wiring money for years; she's built up a
+     comfortable nest egg of several thousand which will make for a
+     good beginning on the West Coast.  If they can just get there.
+     The colonel's widow has hired Pinkerton detectives to track her,
+     a mysterious man, Joshua McCay (Dermot Mulroney), runs into them
+     several times, and Cody comes face-to-face with her outlaw-
+     running past when she collects her money from the bank.  By (a
+     rather credibility-straining) coincidence, her former lover, the
+     outlaw Kid Jarrett, is robbing the bank.  He steals her stake to
+     get her to visit him, and all hell busts loose.  Each side takes
+     a hostage, McCay jumps into the action, a townie is dragged into
+     the fray involuntarily, and the only way to get out of this mess
+     is to shoot your way out.  I must say, all four leads do cut
+     impressive figures as gun-totin' ladies, apparently with shooting
+     skills to match (at least, that's what the director, Jonathan
+     Kaplan, successfully portrays), but we've seen it all before.
+     We've just seen it with a different hormonal mix.
+
+          Even though Kaplan is dishing up the same tired Western
+     situations (jailbreaks, holdups, runaway wagons, hell-bent-for-
+     leather riding, fast draws and slow drawls), there's something
+     every so slightly refreshing to see the guns in female hands.
+     There's an appeal beyond the novelty, perhaps because the
+     feminist thread to this revisionist Western is highlighted by two
+     scenes, and then dropped to the background.  Kaplan and the
+     scriptwriters mercifully avoid the long, dreadful, ideological
+     speeches that tend to dominate some films, whether they're
+     championing the cause or not.  It's the same basic dictum of
+     storytelling you'll find in every Writing 101 class:  show, don't
+     tell.  The human animal learns more by example than by lecture,
+     and by showing four capable female characters in BAD GIRLS, the
+     filmmakers can say more about feminism than in a semester-long
+     course on the subject.  Masterson sums up the subject in the
+     film's best line:  "If your laws don't include me, then they
+     don't apply to me."  It's just too bad that those words are
+     wrapped in a standard Western plot with a cutesy, counter-pro-
+     ductive title.
+
+     RATING:  $$
+
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  NO ESCAPE:  Martin Campbell, director.  Michael Gaylin   ³
+        ³  and Joel Gross, screenplay.  Based on the novel THE      ³
+        ³  PENAL COLONY by Richard Herley.  Starring Ray Liotta,    ³
+        ³  Lance Henriksen, Michael Lerner, Stuart Wilson, Kevin    ³
+        ³  Dillon, and Ernie Hudson.  Savoy Pictures.  Rated R.     ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Put aside your negative reaction to the generic title and
+     take your shock socks to a wild ride in the year 2022.  Private
+     corporations are running the prison system (shades of FORTRESS,
+     1993) and the worst of the worst get dropped on Absalom, a prison
+     island that's ringed by radar, patrol boats, and choppers.  NO
+     ESCAPE, starring Ray Liotta and produced by Gayle Anne Hurd
+     (James Cameron's former producer and partner on ALIENS, T2, and
+     THE ABYSS), combines the best elements of PAPILLON, LORD OF THE
+     FLIES, and ESCAPE FROM NEW YORK to serve up a satisfying futuris-
+     tic action thriller.
+
+          The prisoners on Absalom have divided themselves into two
+     camps:  the Insiders, a relatively peaceful medieval community
+     headed by The Father (Lance Henriksen), and the Outsiders, a
+     loose group of ultraviolent gangs led by the dangerously charis-
+     matic Walter Merack (Stuart Wilson).  Caught in the middle is
+     Captain J.T. Robbins (Liotta), a military prisoner who has a
+     "pathological aversion to authority," as described by the sleazy
+     businessman warden (Michael Lerner).  Thankfully, the pseudo-
+     science of this future world is kept to a minimum -- a double-
+     speak DNA explanation of Robbins' aversion to authority is
+     provided in the opening minutes -- and the screenplay gets right
+     to the action.  Robbins is dropped on the island and the Out-
+     siders find him first.  If he can dispatch the gang's bully boy,
+     Marek tells him, then he'll be offered a position on the "staff."
+     Robbins not only makes short work of the big guy (in a scene
+     that's reminiscent of RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK), but he manages to
+     grab Marek's weapon and escape their camp.
+
+          When he reaches the Insiders, his resourcefulness impresses
+     The Father enough to offer him a position in the village, despite
+     the suspicions of his security chief (Ernie Hudson).  Robbins has
+     only one thing on his mind, though.  Escape.  He thinks himself
+     alone in his quest, but the Insiders show him different.  If only
+     they can hold off the Outsiders long enough to put their plan
+     into action . . .
+
+          NO ESCAPE is a good popcorn movie, with action scenes worthy
+     of anything in this genre.  Ray Liotta makes for a believable
+     action hero, in the Kurt Russell/Peter Weller/Bruce Willis lean-
+     and-mean style (as opposed to the plethora of muscleheads that
+     inhabit this genre).  Stuart Wilson makes a delicious villain,
+     with enough dark humor that's on point (rather than anachronistic
+     one liners) to keep his edge in the foreground.  His jests never
+     obscure the fact that he's one dangerous hombre, someone you
+     never turn your back on.  I'm rather disappointed that he isn't
+     used more in the film; his potential for scenery chewing, if kept
+     in rein, could create a high demand for Wilson as an action
+     villain.  The Insiders village is a remarkably believable
+     construction, incorporating blacksmiths, weavers, traders, and
+     other craftsmen in a totally self-sufficient community.  It is
+     well-conceived and executed, a detail that's normally overlooked
+     in a film of this type.  Lance Henriksen is interestingly cast
+     against type as the spiritual and political leader of this group
+     of prisoners, but he makes for a convincing father figure.  I
+     think the only problem I have with the film concerns what happens
+     to the prisoners when they escape.  The island prison itself is
+     illegal; when and if they can bring word of it to the mainland,
+     that sounds the deathknell for the Warden's business, but what
+     happens to the prisoners?  Most of them are there for rather
+     heinous crimes (Robbins killed his commanding officer over a
+     policy disagreement that ended up roasting over 300 innocent
+     women and children) and despite the cruel and unusual punishment
+     the island represents, they still have to serve their sentences.
+     And they won't be as free in any prison as they were on the
+     island, so why escape?  It's a plot hole that kept niggling at me
+     all throughout the movie, and for days afterward.  It's not
+     enough to keep me from recommending NO ESCAPE, but it is a sign
+     of what passes for scriptwriting in today's films.
+
+     RATING:  $$$
+
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿        ³  SERIAL MOM:  Written & directed by John Waters.  Star-   ³
+        ³  ring Kathleen Turner, Sam Waterston, Ricki Lake,         ³
+        ³  Suzanne Somers, Mink Stole, Matthew Lillard, Mary Jo     ³
+        ³  Catlett, Justin Whalen, and Patricia Hearst.  Savoy      ³
+        ³  Pictures.  Rated R.                                      ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          You've thought about it, 'fess up.  The driver who cuts you
+     off.  The neighbor whose dog thinks your lawn is a toilet.  The
+     drunk at the end of the bar.  Your ex-spouse.  Barney.  For the
+     briefest of instants, you want that sucker stone-cold, stiff-as-
+     a-board, deader-than-a-doornail wormfood.  Then the moment passes
+     and you snap back to what passes for reality in your world.
+     That's the premise behind John Waters' cathartically-dark comedy,
+     SERIAL MOM, starring Kathleen Turner.
+
+          We've seen Turner this starkly dangerous before, in WAR OF
+     THE ROSES, 1989.  In fact, she was more menacing in that film,
+     though she only kills one person, and that through mutual effort.
+     In SERIAL MOM, though, Turner mows down several people (you'll
+     find yourself cheering more often than not, which is Waters'
+     intent, and part of his wry commentary), all the while grinning
+     her eerie June Cleaver grin and cheerfully recycling household
+     items to Barry Manilow tunes.  She's the model mom, all right,
+     but modeled after the likes of Charles Manson, Ted Bundy, and
+     John Wayne Gacy.  She's a Henrietta Lee Lucas, a Joan Wayne Gacy,
+     as the prosecutor tags her at the final reel trial.  Yes,
+     unfortunately, she is caught and arrested, but not until after
+     she's racked up an impressive body count, is chased out of a
+     church service, and is hidden by her son (Matthew Lillard), who
+     thinks his mom is 'way cool because she's a serial killer.
+
+          Sam Waterston and Ricki Lake (who got her start in a John
+     Waters film, HAIRSPRAY, 1988) also star as Turner's husband and
+     daughter, who can't reconcile their sweet, loving, bird-watching
+     Beverly with the vicious murderer depicted in the media.  For
+     most of the movie, Beverly dispatches people she more or less
+     knows:  her son's math teacher, her husband's patients, her
+     daughter's unfaithful boyfriend, and so on.  It's when she goes
+     after a stranger that her world begins to unravel.  You'd never
+     know it to look at her in the beginning moments of SERIAL MOM --
+     she's the model homemaker, serving breakfast to her family in
+     full Donna Reed dress.  When cops show up at the Sutphin door,
+     investigating obscene phone calls made to a neighbor, we get our
+     first inkling of just how twisted Beverly could be.
+
+          Turner's broad, hammy style works well here, although she's
+     a might *too* artificial in the opening scenes, as is the rest of
+     the family.  They know they're lampooning the '50s suburban
+     sitcoms, and it shows in their empty smiles and studied
+     mannerisms.  Turner was more natural, and as mentioned before,
+     more natural in WAR OF THE ROSES, but as the film progresses,
+     everyone relaxes into their roles, and the farcical elements
+     become supplanted by a clever commentary on the cult of
+     celebrity.  Martin Scorsese made this same point more deftly a
+     decade ago in THE KING OF COMEDY, 1983, but Waters manages to
+     update the message (yes, things have changed that much in ten
+     years) into a sly entertainment for today's audiences.
+
+     RATING:  $$$
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+     The Secret History - Donna Tartt (Ivy Books, $6.99).  
+
+No time wasted in this novel; the very first paragraph shocks the reader
+into sitting up and taking notice by telling what happened and who did
+it. 
+
+The rest of the novel is spent backtracking,carefully laying the
+foundation for the shocking events that transpire and slowly but
+steadily uncovering the hows and whys of the situation. 
+
+Richard Papen, nineteen years old and in New England for the first time
+to attend Hampden College, is quickly indoctrinated into a group of
+Greek scholars, five students who, with their professor, have formed a
+rather elite society of sorts. 
+
+At first, Richard and his fellow students have a rather ordinary
+relationship, one of student-to-student and nothing else.  As events
+slowly unwind, their lives become entwined with one another in some
+truly bizarre ways, eventually leading to a totally unforeseen tragedy. 
+
+This is a richly-hued tale, one that revels in strong imagery and a
+stirring recognition of how strange the ties that bind people can be.
+Absorbing and mesmerizing, Donna Tartt's well-crafted story pulls the
+reader along to its fateful conclusion. 
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Stone Bruise - James C. McCormick (Baskerville, $23.00).
+ 
+The Stone Bruise is a sweet, poignant tale of love, honor and integrity.
+Real life is mirrored in its pages, from the dreaming of youth to the
+sorrow and emptiness that can come with maturity.  Emotions and action
+are woven together in an affectionate tapestry. 
+
+From the idealistic, heady flush of first love to the hollowness of
+excessive wealth, The Stone Bruise is a dizzying kaleidoscope that spins
+swiftly through the years. 
+
+James McCormick has masterfully crafted a story that dips and soars,
+following Scott McQuaid from the Depression era of the thirties to the
+pinnacle of wealth and power in the eighties. 
+
+Scott's beginnings are humble, as he grows up in Ennis, Texas.  His
+father is a stern man who teaches young Scotty that emotions are to be
+kept inside, even as he whimpers and cries over the "stone bruise" of
+the title. 
+
+The sudden death of Scott's father thrusts him into a role of early
+maturity, in which he must support his mother,both financially and
+emotionally. 
+
+The years fly by with dizzying swiftness as Scott works in California,
+joins the Air Force, marries Marjorie Fielding and fathers two children,
+Bobby and Gracie. 
+
+He earns a business degree at SMU and begins his remarkable climb to the
+top of the business world, becoming very rich and powerful. 
+
+For all of Scott's wealth, he is not a happy man; his wife becomes an
+alcoholic and his children are caught up in the burgeoning drug culture
+of the sixties. The exhilaration of achieved dreams turns into a empty
+sadness that bruises Scott more painfully than the stone bruises he
+suffered as a small boy. 
+
+This is a wonderful and captivating book, one that will deeply involve
+readers in the ups and downs of the McQuaid family. 
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+     Billy - Albert French (Viking, $19.00).
+
+Once in a great while, out of the many books that an avid reader reads,
+a novel will come along that burns itself into the mind with images that
+are hard to shake. So it is with Billy. 
+
+The final scenes of Albert French's first novel are almost a physical
+slap in the face, so horrifyingly bleak are they. 
+
+Told entirely in a regional, Mississippi dialect, Billy is based on a
+true incident that happened nearly sixty years ago. The imagery is
+powerful and evocative; it's not hard to see the hot, dusty town of
+Banes, to feel the scorching summer sun of 1937 and to sense the utter
+bleakness of the unrelenting poverty that saturates the
+characters'lives. The setting, the framework only serves to emphasize
+the shocking injustice of the climax of Billy. 
+
+Billy is a ten-year old black boy who, with his friend Gumpy, has a
+fateful encounter with two white girls who harass them, an encounter
+that ends with Billy killing one of the girls with a pocket knife. 
+
+Events move swiftly after this, with Billy standing trial as an adult
+and being sentenced to die in the electric chair. The very last scene,
+contrasting a young boy who only wants to go home to his mother with the
+shocking image of the electric chair that awaits him is one of the most
+heart-wrenching descriptions I have ever read. 
+
+Read this novel carefully; the images may stay for a long time. 
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers
+All rights reserved
+
+
+     The Tracks of Angels - Kelly Dwyer (G.P. Putnam's Sons, $22.95).
+
+In her first novel, Kelly Dwyer has produced a beautiful, spellbinding
+story. The Tracks of Angels is the tale of Laura Neuman, eighteen years
+old and alone in the world. 
+
+Dwyer's debut is an auspicious one, as she crafts an unforgettable
+novel, told in clean, spare prose that shifts effortlessly between past
+and present. The mood created wraps the reader in a cocoon just this
+side of sentiment, creating a sense of wonder and sorrow. 
+
+Laura's childhood and adolescence is described almost bitterly, with an
+undercurrent of pain flowing through the narrative. 
+
+As the narrative returns to the present, a sense of hope seems to float
+tantalizingly just around the corner, blanketed with an intense
+loneliness alleviated somewhat by the adventure of venturing into the
+unknown territory of young adulthood. 
+
+Fleeing a painful past, Laura arrives in Boston on a Greyhound bus. 
+Laura chooses Boston as the place to start a new life because it lies
+across an entire continent from her childhood home in southern
+California. She feels that perhaps physical distance will ease hurtful
+memories stemming from her mother's long battle with cancer, losing the
+battle when Laura was twelve; and another tide of stinging remembrances
+caused by her father's paralysis caused by an automobile accident,
+leading to a plan to end his life and involving Laura in that plan. 
+
+In a long, slow process, Laura begins to create her own roots in Boston.
+She rents a tiny apartment, and lying about her previous job experience,
+lands a waitressing job in a Italian restaurant, in quick order.  She
+makes friends with an artist named Nadia and meets the mysterious David,
+two people who have a profound influence upon her new life. 
+
+She invests in a secondhand encyclopedia and begins to pore over its
+contents letter by letter in a desperate attempt to expand her mind. 
+
+Even as she feels a burgeoning sense of self, she still feels the sharp
+tendrils of her past experiences curling around her, especially her role
+in helping to end her father's life. Reflecting upon the environment she
+was raised in, a household with two distinct religions and parents with
+often differing opinions, she realizes that she lacks a spiritual
+identity. 
+
+This search leads her to imagining into life an angel, one who is there
+in the darkest of nights, when she is alone in her room.  Only this
+angel is not quite the glorified image of angels that we traditionally
+perceive. 
+
+This angel is world-weary, and while listening patiently to her
+questions, admits that there are no easy answers, one whose wings are
+frayed and one who comes to be very real to her in her search to make
+sense of her confused life, "...sometimes at the very edge of sleep I
+could almost, just faintly, hear the rustling of wings."
+
+With the help of her imaginary angel, the fabric of her life begins to
+knit together, giving her a solidity that she had not felt before, an
+image far from her former image of herself as a small, lost and lonely
+figure in a large town where she knew no one. 
+
+Like the strains of a haunting melody, this book will burrow beneath the
+reader's emotions to nestle deep in the heart. The emotions are oh so
+bittersweet and evocative, causing some very real twinges of
+recognition. 
+
+In Laura Neuman, Kelly Dwyer has created a character who shows how much
+our memories and past experiences, like a stone thrown in water, casts
+huge ripples into our futures. 
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers
+All rights reserved
+
+    Pure Baseball - by Keith Hernandez and Mike Bryan
+(HarperCollins $21.00)
+
+As sure as the return of the swallows to Capistrano, the coming of
+spring brings a flood of baseball books. One such book is Pure Baseball.
+Most baseball books stay with tried-and-true topics.  They may be
+biographies of superstars, accounts of championship seasons or a foray
+into the golden past. Pure Baseball dares to be different. 
+
+Keith Hernandez, a former major league baseball player with 17 seasons
+of experience behind him, offers his candid insights into the game of
+baseball. A front page blurb promises "pitch by pitch for the advanced
+fan," and the book delivers on that promise.  This is, indeed, for the
+advanced fan, the fan who honestly desires to delve beneath the surface
+to understand the reason for every pitch selection, to understand
+managerial strategies in certain situations, to understand why the
+fielders move around against particular batters and to understand many
+other subtle and not-so- subtle nuances of the game.  This book moves
+beyond the world of the casual fan, who observes a baseball game largely
+on the surface, although they may understand some very broad strategies
+that "everybody in the park knows". 
+
+Keith Hernandez, with his inner knowledge of baseball and the ability to
+simplify even the most complex baseball decisions, teaches the advanced
+fan to do more than just watch a baseball game. He shows fans how to
+observe it, to notice all the little things that can make a big
+difference in the ultimate outcome of the game. 
+
+Hernandez focuses on two games played in the early part (June) of the
+1993 season: Philadelphia versus Atlanta and Detroit versus the Yankees.
+
+His pitch-by-pitch analysis of both games is fascinating, at times
+zeroing in on the smallest detail. For instance, in describing
+Philadelphia catcher Darren Daulton's pursuit of a behind-the-plate foul
+ball, he explains why Daulton waits until the last minute to yank off
+his catcher's mask (to make sure he doesn't trip over it). 
+
+The depth of his explanations are, at times, astounding.  Baseball may
+be only a game, but it's a very complicated one, criss-crossed with
+multiple layers. Take the situation of bringing the infield in on a
+certain hitter. Hernandez shows that this sets off an entire chain of
+reactions. The opposing manager must respond with a move of his own and
+has several to choose from, depending on who's at bat and the status of
+the game. However, Hernandez doesn't allow the reader to become
+confused; he gives clear, concise explanations of the intricate
+reasonings of all involved. 
+
+Hernandez's observations are totally straightforward and honest. He does
+much more than explain strategy; if he disagrees with a manager's move,
+he doesn't hesitate to voice his feelings.  This candidness is present
+throughout the pages of Pure Baseball; it makes for a lively and
+entertaining book, keeping it from falling into the yawning trap of dry
+statistics so many baseball books fall into. 
+
+This effort stands head and shoulders above the current crop of baseball
+books. Dedicated baseball fans will come away with a new understanding
+which will greatly enhance their viewing of the game. 
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers
+All rights reserved
+
+     A Lesson Before Dying - Ernest J. Gaines (Knopf, $21.00).
+
+Set in a small Cajun community in Louisiana in the late 1940s, Ernest
+Gaines's first novel in ten years is a wrenching, emotional novel. 
+
+Black life in this time period is painted in a searingly honest manner,
+effectively conveying the stifling, oppressive conditions blacks were
+forced to endure. 
+
+A young black man, Jefferson, is unwittingly involved in a deadly
+shootout. Although he protests his innocence, he is sentenced to death
+for his part in this botched robbery. 
+
+During the trial, his lawyer compares him to a hog, saying that
+Jefferson lacks even a smattering of intelligence. Jefferson's
+godmother, deeply grieved at this, petitions Grant Wiggins, a local
+teacher, to go and meet with Jefferson and help him "...to die like a
+man," and not a hog. 
+
+At first an unwilling participant, Grant reluctantly agrees, under
+pressure from his aunt. From this beginning, Gaines fashions a touching
+story of the relationship that builds between Grant and Jefferson and
+how Grant's own life is changed by this relationship. 
+
+Peeling away the surface to penetrate into the heart of what it means to
+be human and coming to grips with living and dying, Gaines's novel is
+deeply moving. It has made several best books lists (including my own)
+and deservedly so. 
+
+ 
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+A Good Mother, Mother Goode
+Copyright (c) 1994, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                  A GOOD MOTHER, MOTHER GOODE
+                       by Franchot Lewis
+
+
+          Maggie Goode and her little grandson rode out of Anacostia
+     on the Green Line, they were on their way down town to shop, and
+     were seated opposite two young girls, ladies, who were just
+     out of their teenage years, wearing T-shirts and jeans. The
+     T-shirts advertised a rap group, the Wasted, Wretched, Dreadful
+     Dead, and the girls defied you to think they were talking about
+     anything less important than a music video until the bigger one
+     cheerfully explained to the slender one why she was pregnant again.
+     It didn't have anything to do with anything, just that it was
+     something that people like them did.
+         "That baby's going to stare at you if he learned what idiocy
+     you're up to?"
+         The pregnant girl's head bobbed, agreeing entirely. She said,
+     she has been trying without any success to make herself believe
+     that the child she was bearing was part of some great plan. "The
+     fact is," she said, "Mark wants a son." Mark was her live-in boy
+     friend. She sighed, "Starting out with two kids is -" She
+     stopped, frowned - "This won't be another girl."
+
+        Maggie stared at them. They stared back. At first the pregnant
+     girl looked puzzled. The puzzlement quickly turned to defiance.
+     The other girl, with a sweep of the eyes, mumbled towards Maggie,
+     "What's wrong with her?"  Maggie considered moving her grandson
+     to another seat. There was one far back in the car. If she moved,
+     she would have to stand. She glanced at her grandson, to see if
+     he was listening to the young women. He was looking out the
+     window, into the dark tunnel, at the flashing green lights passing
+     by. Fifteen seconds passed and the train began to come into a
+     station. The women stood and walked towards the door as though
+     they planned to alight at the station. Maggie relaxed, the women
+     were about to leave.
+         As she waited for the train to stop and the door to open, the
+     pregnant girl leaned against a rail and sighed a bit wearily, "I
+     never thought I would get pregnant again?"
+         Her friend asked, "Why?"
+         "The pain. I knew it hurt before I had my first but I never
+     thought that it would hurt like it did."
+         "It hurts," her friend said.
+         "I know," she laughed, "my baby girl almost killed me, I
+     screamed, hollered, nuts. I hope this one won't hurt like that,
+     I'm going to tell that girl when she grows to some size: girl,
+     you almost killed me, you had your mama crying, girl, screaming
+     like the pain wasn't going to ever stop."
+         "Yeah?"
+        "Did yours hurt too?"
+        "Yes, they all do, but when it's over, the pain goes and you
+     forget about it like it never hurt at all."
+        "Yes?"
+
+        Maggie shook her head, said to herself, "The hurt never stops;
+     God made mothers to cry."
+        The train stopped, there was a wait before the doors opened.
+     When the door did opened the pregnant girl said, "I was beginning
+     to wonder if they'd were going to let us off this darn train,
+     that driver better go back into training."
+        "Come on, girl friend," her friend said. "It all works by
+     computers."
+         The two girls left.  Mist was dripping behind Maggie's eye
+     glasses. Her grandson glanced up, "Grandmom?"  Maggie was silent;
+     her grandson waited for about a second, looking at his grandmother;
+     then the train was starting up, a few more seconds, and it was
+     weaving through the tunnels, making noises, going heavy on the
+     track, passed the Navy Yard, on its way downtown, through the gray
+     light of the tunnel under the Capitol's streets. Suddenly, Maggie
+     squeezed her grandson's arm, hard, and he gaped, mouth opened
+     wide, eyes in a stare, sore arm, and she cried, softly, "Sorry,
+     Baby."  She let go, "Eddie?"
+         "Grandmom?"
+         "I'm sorry."
+         "My arm's all right," he said.
+         She nodded. He looked away, at the tunnel lights passing by
+     the window.
+
+                         ****
+
+         "Christ ...  Christ! We're in Hell.  We're broiling. Yes,
+     broiling."
+         Maggie stared at a balding head, a man who still sometimes
+     courted her after a yard of years, her fellah with a humor that
+     was sometimes ill, but never meant anyone any harm, her husband.
+     He had just stood guard outside the bathroom door like it was an
+     official building that required a pass for entry. The occupant
+     of the bathroom was Maggie's and his only son, Thatch, the
+     father of their grandson, Eddie.
+         Maggie's husband was sixty three but acted forty, or thirty,
+     sometimes. But, when their son, Thatch, last came for a visit,
+     Maggie's husband acted ancient, and Maggie's husband didn't want
+     the son in the house.
+         "Because? He's a thief, he steals; robs from his own mama's
+     pocket book, robs me."
+         "No, that's in the past; Thatch says -"
+         "Don't tell me what that sucker says, I know -"
+         "He's our son, your son, mine."
+         "We've had to put him out, you know? Three times, four times
+     already?"
+         "He's stopped."
+         "When?"
+         "You have to give him a chance to redeem himself."
+         "Still another chance?"
+         "He's our son."
+         "So he comes to you on his knees, begging, crying, 'Mama,
+     let me back in, you've gotta let me come back home for a visit,
+     to talk to you,' is that how he put it?"
+         "Edward!"
+         "Don't holler, woman."
+         "He's been to the treatment program."
+         "Again? I talked to him yesterday on the street. I am not
+     going to let him in the house. I walked pass him and sniffed. He
+     had a distinct odor and it was not a faint smell. The scent was
+     strong enough to leave a whole street full of junkies lit."
+         "He promised."
+         "The last time you left him here by himself, he sold our CD
+     player and our VCR, and he would have taken the tv but a floor
+     model is too heavy for him to carry, thank goodness that boy
+     doesn't do any heavy lifting."
+          "He's our son."
+          "We've got to be firm about this, strong. It is for his good
+      too."
+          "Damn, that tough love, Hell. I'm not going to keep him
+      locked out."
+          "Maggie -"
+          "He's coming to visit today -"
+          "Aw -"
+          "He's coming."
+          "Look, if he steals anything, you are going to have to replace
+     it. If he takes anything of mine, you are going to have to pay me
+     back. I'm going to be here while he's here, I don't want him here
+     when I'm not here."
+          Thatch came and Edward stayed home from work and followed him
+     around the house, from room to room, standing guard while Thatch
+     was in the bathroom. As Thatch was leaving Maggie told him, "I'm
+     leaving a light on in the window. I'm going to leave it there like
+     a lantern hung on a post."
+         "Yeah, " Edward said. "Be sure to call first before you come;
+     give us a six-month notice."
+         Maggie thumbed her nose at Edward. Thatch said, softly, with
+     a smoothness that seemed to have been practiced for a century, "I
+     understand where Dad is coming from; Jesus loves him, and I love
+     him too."
+
+         A week later, Thatch was arrested; the charge, trafficking in
+     narcotics. The first Maggie heard of the arrest was when Edward
+     saw it in a newspaper and showed her the article.
+         "That couldn't be Thatch?" she cried.
+         Edward groaned, "It's him, the sucker."
+
+         The next day Maggie went to visit Thatch's wife, Ava.
+         "Gee, I'm just getting it," Ava said. "Thatch won't be coming
+     home for a darn while. I'm so glad you've come. We've been having
+     it real, dirt ball bad.  No money. Talking to you is what I've
+     always wanted, but Thatch has been so independent, didn't want to
+     ask for help. Too proud to ask his people, you know? He was odd.
+     Sometimes we had nothing, not enough to give to Little Eddie, and
+     Thatch would, you know?"
+         "Things should have been different ..." Maggie wept and
+     continued to cry, softly.
+         "Thatch could be a louse ... "
+         "Didn't you try to help him too?"
+         "Yes. He wasn't a louse all the time, only a short while.
+     Pretty soon it would dawn on him that he had a child depending on
+     him, and he would get a job, a piece of a job, like he did last
+     summer that lasted all summer long. People aren't hiring now, you
+     know? I would get a piece of a job, myself, anything to bring
+     money in, and pay somebody to take care of Little Eddie while I
+     worked."
+         "Here, take this."
+         "Gee, Thatch never would take anything from you or ask."
+         "It's for Little Eddie."
+         "I've always told Thatch that he has the darnedest attitude."
+
+         A week passed, another visit at Ava's:
+
+         "Yes ... Come on in. The day goes so fast. Maybe I'm pregnant
+     again or something. I get so sleepy, and then I'm not your normal
+     housekeeper. Thatch always said that. He thought you kept the best
+     house in the world, was a saint, too, in too many ways. Forgive me,
+     but I would always get so grouchy when Thatch would talk about the
+     way I keep house. But you aren't interested in hearing about how I
+     spent my day, you've come to see Little Eddie. I'm not a very
+     interesting person. Who wants to listen to me, right? Eddie's in
+     his room sleeping like a dog. He had been barking all day, like I
+     was not here but a million miles away, now he's tired himself out
+     and have gone to sleep. Uh? I fed him. What? The refrigerator? What
+     are you doing?  Okay, I was about to go shopping. Things cost.
+     Money doesn't go so far. What? I feel like telling you about
+     myself. Yeah?  You don't know me. Or do you? What did Thatch tell
+     you?"
+         "I don't know what you mean?"
+        "Oh, I should tell you about his idea of romance? Some time I'll
+     tell you, maybe? Maybe I will how he was not really a nice person
+     at all, but just a wild man out of his mind half the time, who
+     pretended to like his wife and himself. I tried to understand him
+     and got knocked up side the head for my efforts. He could get mean,
+     frightfully. I was scared of him, sometimes.  Wait!  Listen!  Hear
+     me. What it is, is that you're still in denial about his meanness.
+     Thatch got that stuff up in him, he smoked that shit and drank
+     Hennesey, and he acted like a beast up from a tree, not like that
+     nice son that you knowed and owned."
+
+         That night in bed Maggie's husband woke, heard Maggie sobbing.
+     "Crying again?"
+        "Quit, leave me alone," Maggie kept sobbing.
+        "Can't. I'm worrying if I don't do something, I'll drown, I'm
+    already being soaked. May I turn on the light so we can talk, yes?
+    No? We'll talk in the dark. You can't see this, but my sleeve is
+    wet clear through. This arm I keep near you is water drenched.
+    But I don't mind getting wet.  All I mind is being drowned. I'd
+    like for us to talk. I wish we could back the car up outside D.C.
+    Jail, tie a line to the bars and the car and ugh! Let the boy
+    escape. It's a good healthy feeling to want this. But I'm afraid
+    it can't be done."
+         "Shut up!"
+         "No."
+         "I'm not thinking about Thatch, it's Little Eddie, you fool."
+         "What's wrong with little Eddie?"
+         "That girl, I want to choke her."
+         "Ava?"
+         "Have you ever talked to her? I have? For hours and hours.
+     You were right about her. When you first laid eyes on her, you
+     asked what Thatch ever saw in her. Breasts, degenerated sex, you
+     said,  she was a hussy. I said, give the kids a chance."
+         "Maggie -"
+         "She brings the worst out of me, the worst thoughts, my darkest
+     thoughts."
+         "Maggie -"
+         "She's on that stuff; she's neglecting Little Eddie. She's
+     taking the money I give her for him and is not using it on food,
+     but that stuff. "
+         "Maggie, you've gave her money?"
+         "I could kill her."
+         "You gave her money, no?"
+         "For her bills. Her bills and her bills. The same bills over
+     and over again."
+         "Why don't you ask her to let you watch Little Eddie for a
+     while?"
+         "I did."
+         "And?"
+
+         "And no!" Ava said. "Never! Little Eddie is my baby. He is
+     all I have. I don't want to live without him. He is mine."
+
+         The next morning came - before the morning, the dawn, and
+     before the dawn, Maggie was up. From her street of houses on a
+     hilltop, silence. It was too early for her middle class neighbors,
+     even the birds on the roofs were asleep. Maggie stopped, pondered,
+     before she broke the silence by starting up her still sleeping
+     husband's town car. The car seemed to turn over slowly, and once
+     going, move slower. The drive seemed to be longer. A drizzle
+     began; the windshield's slap-happy wiper sprung into action;
+     Maggie winced at its unhappy echo.
+         In front of the apartment building where her grandson lived,
+     Maggie parked. The drizzle had lifted. The morning light looked
+     still-born, too many choking clouds lingered. She grabbed the
+     sacks of food and cleaning tools, and locked the car. She climbed
+     three flights of stairs, quickly, she stepped with a fair spring.
+     She knocked on the apartment door, called her son's wife's name,
+     demanded to be let in. The door opened - her grandson, demanding
+     a hug and breakfast and getting picked up, lifted in the arms of
+     his amazed, angry, stuttering grandmother who toted him about the
+     apartment's front room and yelled about his clothing, a long dirty
+     shirt that looked more like a smock than sleep wear for a little
+     boy.
+         He did not know where his mother was. Maggie had, had that
+     feeling of danger and dread. It had awaken her, made her fill the
+     car with stuff and run in the still night time to see her grandson.
+     Perhaps it was seeing the boy in a smock that decided it for
+     Maggie: her son's wife had to be made to give up the boy.
+        Maggie washed her grandson. She couldn't find any clean clothes
+     for him, so she dressed him in his least dirtiest clothes. She
+     served him the cold cereal from the kitchen cupboard, and then
+     remembered the food she had brought and cooked crisp bacon and
+     eggs which she did not serve him, he had fallen to sleep.
+        She cleaned the apartment and waited for her son's wife to
+     return, and prepared things to say.
+
+        "You ought to be in a cage, your arms tied to the rafters and
+     you whipped."
+         "You're tripping?"
+         "I should report you."
+         "Me? That's a laugh. What for?"
+         "You know mighty well what for? Leaving a child alone,
+     sneaking out to show your tail off to some scum in all your naked
+     slutty glory."
+         "I guess that's right. I'm just as bad as your jailbird son."
+
+          Laughter, mocking laughter - Maggie heard a herd of heifers,
+     their hoofs hitting hard against her forehead. The light of a
+     brightening morning woke her. Her grandson, a lively boy, was
+     awake romping, stumping on the floor. The sun has crept out, her
+     son's wife has not return.
+         Maggie asked her grandson, "Do you want to go to grandmom's
+     house?"
+
+         Five days. FIVE DAYS passed - and thumping on Maggie's front
+     door, and a dusty woman with waggled steps waddled into the house
+     and stood.
+         "Where is Little Eddie?"
+         Maggie had let her in but wouldn't let her pass the hall.
+      The woman, her son's wife eyeballed Maggie, peering out the corner
+      of her eyes, "I'm warning you, I won't leave without Little
+      Eddie."
+         "Where have you been for five days? Where did you sleep last
+      night? In a hay-stack? There are clump balls in your hair."
+         "I want my son."
+         Maggie smiled and sighed: "I'm pretty tired of you, dear. I'm
+     going to keep my grandson. You haven't an idea in that hay-stack
+     head of yours to raise him -"
+         "I've always wanted to tell you off, Mrs. Church Woman, Perfect
+     Mama."
+         "I try to be a good mother."
+         "I hate you."
+         "Why? Because you don't try to be a good mother?"
+          "If you try to keep Little Eddie, I'm going to whack you."
+          "It's come to threats of violence? You'll take the fall for
+     I'll never let you take Little Eddie."
+          "You know, you can not take somebody else's child, you can
+     borrow him, but not keep him."
+          "Exiting, eh?"
+          Maggie's son's wife's legs made a wobbly move, she balanced,
+     then dug down into her jacket and found a slip of paper. "Bills,
+     your son left Little Eddie and me with nothing but his bills.
+     These bills have to be paid."
+          Maggie's mouth went dry, and she stumbled over her tongue
+     until she found one Christian word to say, then found another
+     and another. "I ought to slap you, " she said. "I gave you money
+     and you just throw it away, messes it all up. I've been giving
+     you money, and you mess it up on drugs. You won't get another
+     penny from me."
+          "Who's going to pay your son's damn bills? Me? I don't have
+     any money."
+          "I won't give you a cent to pay the same bills over and over
+     again. You have put drugs before your child and yourself. My
+     grandchild is staying here, you can get your junkie ass out of
+     my house."
+         "Shit, you not going to take my baby, you old bitch, you old
+     dried-up bitch."
+          "Get out of my house!"
+          POW!
+
+          It was afternoon when Maggie awoke. She sprang up and rushed
+     from her bedroom towards the room that had been her son's and now
+     she meant to be her grandson's.  Little Eddie was asleep, curled
+     in a sweet little heap, his brown eyes closed, his resting face in
+     repose against a fluffy pillow as he was taking his afternoon nap.
+     He looked so peaceful and safe. She remembered Ava, and was very
+     angry with herself for letting that junkie sucker punch her on the
+     jaw. She knew that she must have gone right out cold. But where
+     was Ava? And who had put her to bed? And given Little Eddie his
+     nap?  Edward. Who else? When Ava came to the house, Edward was
+     upstairs.
+         "Edward!"
+         In the kitchen on the bulletin board she found his note: Gone
+     to get stuff for you, be right back. PS: Ava's in jail; and you
+     shouldn't be reading this. Doctor, says you need to stay in bed,
+     you'll be alright, but you need rest. I'll be back in ten
+     minutes.
+        "Ten minutes?" She put a pot on the stove to make tea. Before
+     the water boiled Edward returned with a bag from the pharmacy.
+     "Maggie, go back to bed."
+         She shook her head. Edward smiled, "Don't get into cat fights
+     with younger women."
+        "Never in my life."
+        "Got the tea ready?"
+        "Ava -"
+        "Let the cops handle her. She was lit up with drugs. She came
+     here demanding money and assaulted you. She'll get eighteen months
+     to three years."
+         "After that?"
+                        ****
+
+         For only a moment more did Maggie hate Ava, for the train was
+     slowing down. It was pulling into a downtown station, and her
+     grandson with his smooth politeness, smiled, "We get off here
+     grandmom?" His eyes shown with light and it was unbearable to
+     hate. His face has features that were half Ava's, and half her
+     Thatch's. Maggie would have wept, but her grandson's eyes were
+     staring at her so deeply, and he was desiring so much to get off
+     the train, that he stood, took her arm and pulled. "Dear,"
+     she said, "Go easy on Grandmom's arm."
+         "This is where we get off, isn't it?"
+         "Yes, dear," Maggie took her grandson's hand and they left
+     the train. She took him and brought him all new things at stores
+     where there were so many wonderful things for little boys.
+
+     {END}
+
+ 
+ 
+The Long Fly Ball
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                            The Long Fly Ball
+ 
+ 
+                So, you're what the town's been buzzin' about.  A 
+sportswriter, huh?  My ol' coach once said that if 'n he needed a 
+brain transplant, he'd a-chosen a sports writer.  That's right - cause 
+he'd o' wanted a brain that's never been used.  Ayuh, I see you've 
+heard that one before.
+ 
+                Excuse my cough - it's that sharp November afternoon. 
+I'm tellin ya, Autumn steals outta here faster than a split-fingered 
+fastball.  The trees rust like ol' barrels and before ya know it 
+you're sweeping snow from your stoop.  I'm supposin' that you're here 
+to write about Merle, eh?  Damn tragedy, that is.  A tragedy is just 
+about the only thing that woulda dragged a big city boy like yourself 
+into these parts.  Methinks we should sit down.  This old man's knees 
+are screaming like rusty hinges.  It's the game, ya know.  The game 
+did this to my body.  A friend of Merle?  Well...
+ 
+                Here we are.  Mind the splinters, now, the bleachers 
+need a sandin' and are beggin' for a paintin'.  My knees?  Ya, my 
+knees ache. My back is just about useless.  My eyes - hell, I used ta 
+count the stitches on a baseball at twenty feet.  Nows I squint just 
+ta read the paper.  I'm broken-down.  Baseball players, methinks, are 
+in the same business as whores - we ruin our bodies for the pleasures 
+o' strangers.  You write for one o' those big papers, huh?  The 
+Tribune?  Well ain't that a kick in the ass?  Sackville ain't seen the 
+likes of a big shot like you since, well, since Merle and I played.
+ 
+                It don't make a difference to an old man like me 
+whether you take notes or not.  Doesn't make a whole lotta difference. 
+The funeral?  No, I didna go.  It was a sad time though.  Hell, 
+Brocklin even decided to close his bar that day and he didna even 
+close it the day those Japs bombed Pearl Harbor.  Baseball, though, 
+baseball here in Sackville is more 'an just a game, it's more like a 
+religion.  Home plate is like the altar and these bleachers I'd liken 
+to pews.  Mythical proportions?  Well, that sounds about right.  Was 
+Merle a hero?  Mayhaps...
+ 
+                Merle Kessler was a damn fine ball-player.  Coulda 
+turned pro, some say.  Coulda played for the Cubs.  Coulda been, but 
+for the...  What's that?  The long fly ball?  So, I've seen ya gone 
+and done your homework, son.  Ya, Kessler mighta been a hero, but, 
+between you and me, heroes don't die that way.
+ 
+                It was the brightest, most scorchin' day I can 
+remember.  The Sackville Mudhens was playin' The Cochran Town Chiefs 
+in the Illinois State Champeenship.  A day so hot ya coulda fried an 
+egg on the blacktop outside o' the stadium.  Jesus P. God, it was hot. 
+You're thinking that I'm just some old washout rattling off my mouth, 
+I know, but I don't know if there's been a day like that since.  Ya 
+see, Sackville was losing, and ya, Cochran Town - they were the 
+favourites owin' to the fact that they was from a bigger town an' all. 
+There were two men on base when Merle Kessler stepped up to bat to 
+deliver Sackville their champeenship, ayuh. Who was on the mound that 
+day for Cochran Town?  Don't laugh now son, but I think the pitchers 
+name was Goliath.  Thomas Goliath. Ain't that a kick in the ass?
+
+                Ayuh, I just mighta likened Merle to David that day. 
+Merle was a helluva ball player, but he was a wiry little guy, he was 
+tiny, he was dusty, he was just like... Sackville, ayuh.  Well, 
+the first pitch that Goliath delivered rumbled right through Merle's 
+strike zone like the Chicago to New York.  And hell, the second pitch 
+-well that was the Express Train, if'n you know what I mean.  And 
+there was all of Sackville piled into this stadium here - with room to 
+spare, mind you.  They were jumping and screaming and yelling.  Even 
+with two strikes down, all of Sackville knew that Merle was a goin' ta 
+rip that third pitch out into the field.  Even with two strikes down, 
+Merle knew he was goin' ta rip that ball.  And when Merle connected 
+with Goliath's pitch - CRACK - ya woulda thought that all o' Chicago 
+and mayhaps most o' Illinois had packed themselves into these 
+bleachers.  The ball shot out from Merle'sbat just like a rock from a 
+sling and climbed into the blazing sky. 
+ 
+                That long fly ball looped into center field and... 
+died.  Merle roped that long fly ball was driven right into the 
+centerfielder's mitt.
+ 
+                Yah, I guess Merle Kessler coulda been a hero.  If 
+that centerfielder had been playing a bit deeper, Kessler probably 
+would o' played professional baseball.  If that centerfielder had 
+panicked at the crack of the bat, Kessler would've been Sackville's 
+savior.  He would o' made somethin' of himself.  If that bastard had 
+dropped that damned ball, Kessler probably would'na taken up drinking
+        
+                What's that?  What did I do after that game?  I went 
+home to my Diane.  I went home to Diane and we had a couple o' kids - 
+they're both pretty successful ya know.  Both o' them moved to Chicago 
+as soon as they were gone and done with their schoolin'.
+ 
+                Now, son - don't go kiddin' yourself.  I know you're 
+not here to write about a sorry old sack like me.  You wanna here 
+about Merle.  What's that?  What did he do after that game?  Well, he 
+never played again.  No sir, that man took straight to the bottle. 
+You wanna here about how much Merle drank?  Just go an' ask Brocklin. 
+He'll know.  I'm supposin he got to be Merle's best friend over the 
+years.  Ayuh, mayhaps, if Merle Kessler had a girl like my Diane, he 
+wouldna gone and done that.  But it's all about that damn ball.  If 
+that fielder had dropped that cursed ball, none o' this woulda 
+happened.  I'm supposin' if he had let that long fly ball go, Kessler 
+wouldn't have wrapped his Duster around o' that light polea few nights 
+ago.  No, if that ball had dropped into the soft outfield, Kessler 
+would've been more than a few lines in your Tribune.  Wouldna he?
+ 
+                When did I retire from the Sackville Mudhens?  My boy, 
+I didna play for the Mudhens.  No, I never played with Merle, neither. 
+A friend?  No, I'm supposin' I wasn't much o' that, either.  Not 
+family, my boy.  I played for the Cochran Town Chiefs.
+ 
+                What's that?  What position did I play?
+ 
+                My boy, I played centerfield.
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
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+
+ 
+ 
+Mom 
+Copyright (c) 1992, David M. Ziegler
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                                 Mom
+                                 
+                 On slippered feet you came to me
+               bringing hot chocolate and cookies.
+                   To chase away the boogie man
+                    or just to say goodnight.
+                                 
+                   On slippered feet you came 
+                 to tuck me in and read a story;
+             of kings and princes and far away lands
+               with happy endings and sweet dreams.
+                                 
+
+
+
+
+                    On slippered feet it came
+                      silently in the night.
+                   It came and took you from me
+                        I know not where.
+                                 
+                  If I were to guess I would say
+                           it took you
+              to far away lands where princess' ride
+                full of laughter and sugar plums.
+                         I miss you Mom.
+                                     
+                      
+ 
+ 
+Sensual Beast
+Copyright (c) 1992, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sensual beast 
+firm hands guide me in the dark 
+past the obstacles of my mind 
+towards a reality that is here 
+yet nowhere 
+From whence did you come 
+mere mortal man 
+that ye should knock upon my door 
+To what adventures do you take me 
+when you take me in my dreams 
+Strangers...such familiar strangers 
+meeting friends and old lovers 
+for the very first time 
+Fond memories and vivid nightmares 
+of many futures past 
+linger in the folds 
+of thoughts so newly born 
+and in the shadows 
+of my darkest night. 
+ 
+Written 2/14/92 by Tamara 
+
+ 
+ 
+For Andre Brereton
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+For Andre Brereton
+------------------
+ 
+Snowflakes fall to earth
+like tired robins, curling
+once about a tree
+ 
+only to make their
+nest in the smutty mire of
+soot and slush and ice
+ 
+there is loneliness
+lamplight shines like hot butter
+over cobblestones
+ 
+rows and rows and rows
+of madly identical
+teeth, these stones shining
+ 
+like enamel the
+windows white with frost are blind
+with cataracts
+
+Just, now
+host of sparrows
+take to the evening sky
+like frozen gears, so cold, they seize
+and fall
+
+ 
+ 
+What We Say
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+*Something wrong*
+(I hear it;
+It's like a low hum or soft purr)
+[And I can hear it in the world]
+
+*Convert to GIF--
+Override the interlace header and read the PCX,
+Crank the MODs*
+(Lightspeed C through CyberSpace)
+[Overtake Pascal by leapbounds and 
+be sure to document it]
+
+*There's something still wrong*
+(Potential turns to kinetic energy)
+[Centripetal force dances around the radius
+while we examine the slope of the tangent]
+
+([We sometimes get caught up with our words...])
+*Just listen to the spin doctors...*
+
+[We know what we say and we know what we mean]
+(But does that mean)
+[(*that you know what we mean, too?*)]
+
+ 
+ 
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+
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+
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+
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+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Top 10 Gag Mother's Day Gifts
+_____________________________ 
+
+10. Hot Pepper-flavored denture gel
+ 9. Fake photo of you and your new live-in lover "Ron"          
+ 8. Professionally edited family videos with Friday the 13th's
+    Jason's head superimposed over your own
+ 7. Revealing photos of Dad and the office secretary
+ 6. Phony headline about you shooting 30 nuns from the bell tower before
+    turning the gun on yourself
+ 5. Sexy Lingerie and powerful electric "foot massage" tool
+ 4. Revealing photos of *Mom* and the office secretary
+ 3. Trick support hose that keep falling down
+ 2. Two-million dollar insurance policy on Mom with you as the
+    benificiary
+ 1. "Congratulations, it's a Girl!" greeting card announcing your
+     recent sex change operation.  
+
+ 
+ 
+
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+  ÄÅÄ           ú     . .    . .  ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ        ³ . .     . .
+   ³        .      .      .   ܲ²ÞßßÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßÜ .  ³      .
+                       .      ß²²ÞÜÜÛÜÜßßßßßßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßßßßßßßú  ³    .     .
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+ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ         Ü      .         . . (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14.4k
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+
+ 
+ 
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+               U.S.A. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly
+ "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in
+ three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ twice-yearly awards.
+
+ Twice-Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the twice-yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                        
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to
+FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or
+second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the
+address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month.
+Example: This issue is sun9405.ZIP. After May 1st, the current issue
+will be sun9406.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request
+being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to
+Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If
+you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state
+and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can
+include you in the list issue's distribution list.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9405.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of
+Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido
+(respectively) from their systems.
+
+ 
+ 
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+ 
+ 
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen     
+All rights reserved
+
+
+In the weeks and months to come, STTS Magazine will be changing.  I'm
+not exactly sure in what way and to what extent yet, but the change will
+happen.
+
+Why?  Well, change can be a very good thing.  If something stays the
+same long enough, it eventually withers and dies.  I don't think that's
+happened with STTS.  If anything, the magazine has continues to get
+better and better.
+
+But it could happen.  Change is a good thing, and permits growth.  In an
+electronic magazine, this might mean streamlining things and doing a
+magazine that's more theme issued.  It might also mean concentrating on
+one particulary literary source (ie: reviews, or fiction) and shelving
+the "Jack of all Trades" approach.
+
+We don't know yet.  It may mean something as little as adding RIP
+capabilities to the magazine.  We'll see.
+
+How can *your* influence be heard, you might ask.  How can you have a
+hand in this change?  By filling out the survey (SURVEY.TXT) included in
+this issue.  Answer it as completely as you can and let us know what
+ideas you have for the future of STTS magazine.  Write us!  
+
+You can make a difference.  Without readers, this magazine (as well as
+every other magazine) has no future.  Tell us what you want, and we'll
+do the best to give it to you.
+
+Thanks, and have a great May!
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, May 2nd 1994
+
+ 
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+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume II, Issue 7                          July 1st, 1994
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial: Happy Anniversary!..................Joe DeRouen
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers...........................
+ Special News Regarding STTS and the Internet!  Read This!
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns -------------------- <<   
+ STTS Mailbag..............................................
+ My View: Cultural War.......................L. Shawn Aiken
+ Upcoming Issues & News....................................
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles ------------------- <<
+ STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+ >> ----------------Reviews ---------------------------- <<
+ (Software) Launch! v1.8 for Windows.......Louis Turbeville
+ (Software) Trade Wars Utilities...........Louis Turbeville
+ (Movie) The Shadow...........................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Blown Away...........................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) I Love Trouble.......................Bruce Diamond
+ (Books) Night Relics/James P. Blaylock.....Heather DeRouen
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software   
+ >>ÿ        First Annual "Best of STTS" Awards           <<  
+ >> --------------- Best of Fiction -------------------- <<  
+ The Caravan..(Dec 93/Jan 94)....................A.M.Eckard
+ Lifeboat..(Mar 94)............................Robert McKay
+ A Chance Meeting in the Park..(Feb 94).........Joe DeRouen  
+ Close Encounter of a Different Kind..(Feb 94)Sylvia Ramsey  
+ The Imp..(Aug 93).................................Ed Davis      
+ Honorable Mentions: The Other Half of the Top Ten.........
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+ >> --------------- Best of Non-Fiction ---------------- <<
+ [TIE] Michael Elansky: Anarchist? (Nov 93).....Gage Steele 
+ [TIE] Musings..(May 94)........................Joe DeRouen 
+ If I Had One Wish...(Oct 93)..................L.J. Herbert    
+ A Pancea for Cheezy Movies..(Feb 94)........L. Shawn Aiken 
+ Halloween: A Prequel..(Oct 93)...............Brigid Childs
+ Honorable Mentions: The Other Half of the Top Ten.........
+   ÿ         Advertisement-Daily Horoscope BBS Door 
+ >> --------------- Best of Poetry --------------------- <<
+ A Mushroom Dawn..(Apr 94)..................Daniel Sendecki         
+ Gray House Cat..(Dec 93)..........................Jim Reid  
+ Mi'Lord..(Dec 93)...........................Patricia Meeks     
+ In Time the Heart Will Wander..(Dec 93).............Tamara
+ Touch Me..(Sep 93)..........................Patricia Meeks
+ Honorable Mentions: The Other Half of the Top Ten.........
+   ÿ            Advertisement-Texas Talk BBS     
+ >> --------------- Top-Ten Lists ---------------------- <<
+ Jul '94: Overheard at First Congress.......Heather DeRouen
+ Jun '94: Enjoying the Heat in Dallas, Tx...Heather DeRouen
+ May '94: Gag Mother's Day Gifts................Joe DeRouen
+ Apr '94: Things Easter Bunny Does......Joe/Heather DeRouen
+ Mar '94: Celebrating St. Patrick's Day.....Heather DeRouen
+ Feb '94: Proposed Movie Sequels for 1994.......Joe DeRouen
+ Jan '94: Returned Christmas Gifts..............Joe DeRouen
+ Dec '93: Best Christmas Gifts for Holidays.....Joe DeRouen
+ Nov '93: You're Having a Rough Day in BBSland..Joe DeRouen
+  ÿ        Advertisement-Complete Tarot BBS Door 
+ >> --------------- Advertisements --------------------- <<
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+ >> --------------- Information ------------------------ <<
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
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+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen  
+ 
+ 
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+
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+ 
+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+STTS Editorial
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Happy Anniversary to ourselves!  This issue marks the one-year
+anniversary of Sunlight Through The Shadows On-line/Electronic Magazine.
+ 
+This, our 13th issue, is a milestone in electonic publishing.  As far as
+I know and have been able to determine, STTS is the first magazine to
+actually pay writers for their works.  True, the honorariums are small
+but the annual yearly awards - awarded in this issue! - are a tad bit
+better.
+
+The best fiction story gets $50.00 while the best in both poetry and
+non-fiction are awarded $25.00 each.  This won't make you rich, to be
+sure, but it's certainly a worthwhile incentive.
+
+This issue contains the winner and four closest runner-ups in all three
+categories; fiction, non-fiction, and poetry.  It also includes *all* of
+the previous years top-ten lists as well as some new material in the way
+of reviews and editorials.
+
+Case in point is new assistant editor Shawn Aiken's "My View" article on
+political correctness.  Check it out!  It's Shawn's finest work yet but
+I suspect he'll just keep turning in better and better stories.  It's a
+surefire candidate for next year's awards.  
+
+One year of STTS Magazine.  It some ways, it seems like no time at all
+has passed.  In others, it seems more like *Ten* years than one!  
+
+Enough editorializing!  Go on, read the rest of the magazine! 
+
+Sincerely yours,
+
+  Joe DeRouen
+  July 4th, 1994
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+           Anniversary Issue - from July 1993 to July 1994
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Assistant Editor 
+
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Gage Steele............................Fiction, Articles    
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endeavor is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards).  Bruce started
+  reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction
+  opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM
+  (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE).  LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is
+  available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA
+  (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the
+  Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has
+  been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write
+  for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the
+  American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to
+  eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to
+  dangle their participles.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers (July 1993 - July 1994)
+  --------------------
+
+(The following writers have all appeared at one time or another in STTS
+during the last year)
+
+
+  Kurt Becker                             
+  Wendy Bryson
+  T. Barrett Cervenka            
+  John Chambers
+  Lucia Chambers
+  Brigid Childs
+  Ed Davis
+  A.M.Eckard
+  Mark Denslow                                  
+  J. Guenther                                   
+  L.J. Herbert
+  Albert Johnston
+  Kathy Kemper
+  Franchot Lewis
+  Jason Malandro
+  Robert McKay
+  F. Edson Meade
+  Tricia Meeks
+  Todd Miller
+  Russell Mirabelli
+  Mark Mosko
+  Steve Powers                                          
+  Sylvia Ramsey
+  Jim Reid
+  Mark Scantling
+  Daniel Sendecki                                         
+  Liz Shelton
+  Randy Shipp
+  Michie Sidwell
+  Michael Slusher
+  Andee SoRelle                                 
+  Mark D. Stucky
+  Shelley Suzanne
+  Glenda Thompson  
+  Author Unknown
+  Thomas D. Van Hook
+  Karl Weiss
+  Marty Weiss
+  Wm. Whitney
+  Louis Turbeville                                        
+  David M. Ziegler
+
+
+
+  Dave Bates is an Environmental Compliance Administrator for the City  
+  of Goshen, Indiana.  He has written several short stories, many of
+  which deal with ecological topics.  None have been published to date.
+  He is also working on a novel dealing with a chemical spill disaster.
+  He has had one article, on household hazardous waste, published in a
+  national journal.  His hobbies include BBSing, reading, numerous
+  outdoor activites and, for the time being, writing.  He has a Master's
+  Degree in Public Administration.
+
+  Kurt Becker finds himself writing in his car, when gridlocked  
+  in traffic between home, work, and college.
+
+  Wendy Bryson, the well traveled, well read, and highly exotic music
+  critic, (most famous for her works of the 1970's) speaks seven
+  languages, none of which are spoken on earth.  If her writings baffle
+  you a little, don't feel too bad; she's puzzled by them as well. 
+
+  T. Barrett Cervenka is a junior at Duncanville High School who
+  immensely enjoys writing in his spare time despite the fact that
+  English hasn't ever held any great fascination for him in school.  He
+  enjoys reading just about any type of book, programming, classic rock,
+  ham radio, and swimming for his high school team.  Barrett would like
+  to attend college on a swimming scholarship and, as of now, has no
+  idea what he plans to study in college or what he wants to become in
+  life. 
+
+  John Chambers, forty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush BBS  
+  with his wife Lucia. John is the information Systems Director for the
+  association which accredits psychotherapists in the United States. He
+  also runs ABEnet, a BBS devoted exclusively to the psychotherapy
+  community.
+
+  Lucia Chambers, thirty-something, shares SysOp duties of Pen & Brush  
+  BBS with her husband John. Aside from running a BBS and a network of
+  the same name, Lucia publishes Smoke & Mirrors, an on-line/elec.
+  magazine which features fiction, poetry, and recipes. She works as a
+  consultant in the Washington D.C. area and also writes for a living.
+
+  Brigid Childs is a practicing Wiccan solitaire in the Dallas/Ft Worth
+  area. She holds a master's degree in theatre from the University of
+  Houston and has worked in the entertainment field. With three
+  children, ages 16 years to 15 months, she also holds a PhD in
+  Motherhood.  She is married to an aspiring writer of science fiction
+  and horror novels.  Her previous writing credentials include
+  contributions to Bruce Diamond's LIGHTS OUT and a stint as copy
+  editor/reporter/chief cook and bottle washer on her company
+  newsletter. 
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Chrles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  A.M.Eckard started out writing short fiction and poetry in college and
+  then drifted away from it for twenty years. He spent that time
+  enamored of becoming a "Renaissance Man". He became a generalist in a
+  time of specialists and is finally getting back to writing. He can be
+  reached through the Internet as arthur.eckard@the-spa.com.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so). 
+
+  Albert Johnston survived twenty years of indiscretion + twenty years
+  of trying to get my karma straight. Forty years total. He feels like
+  he's the same person he was at 18, he just moves a lot slower. He has
+  two teenage sons, which should put him in line for some sort of
+  citation.  He and his wife have been on a joint voyage of discovery
+  for the last 18 years. His main means of providing for his family at
+  this time is supervising a rag tag band of fugitive diesel mechanics
+  at the Dallas Area Rapid Transit, aka DART, in Texas. He's been doing
+  this for about ten years, but still hasn't decided what he wants to be
+  when he grows up. 
+
+  A trained economist, Kathy Kemper spends much of her time away from
+  ordinary business pursuits.  It could correctly be stated that she
+  has 'gone to the dogs' as a great deal of her time is spent with
+  her Border Collies.  These dogs dominate her life (or at least try
+  to).  She is the officer of several organizations and a free-lance
+  writer who has actually been published and paid for her works.
+  Kathy is new to the world of BBSing but seems to enjoy it greatly. 
+  She has yet to decide what she wants to be when she grows up.  
+
+  Franchot Lewis lives in Washington, D.C. He is the proud owner of a
+  modest 386 computer and a 14.4 modem. 
+
+  Jason Malandro resides in Dallas, Texas, and has for most of his 24
+  years on Earth. He enjoys reading, writing, bowling, fencing, and
+  several other unrelated activities. Jason works in the publishing
+  industry and runs a successful florist business part-time. Single, he
+  shares his apartment with Ralphie, his pet iguana.
+
+  Robert McKay was born in Hawthorne, California, one of the few native  
+  Californians in existence. He calls the area north of Goffs home,
+  though he currently lives in Marlow, Oklahoma, and has in fact lived
+  in Texas and Oklahoma since 1980. The setting for several of his
+  stories comes from the desert west of Needles, where he grew up. He
+  has one wife and two daughters, meaning he's seriously outnumbered in
+  any argument. He writes mostly science fiction, with some horror
+  thrown in - Lovecraftian horror being his favorite, followed by
+  non-conventional vampire stories. He's been published in three
+  elecmags - Sunlight Through the Shadows, Smoke & Mirrors, and Ruby's
+  Pearls - and is currently waiting on the publication of two science
+  fiction novels on disk.
+
+  F. Edson Meade enjoys scotch, lends out books, and is a dangerous pool  
+  player.
+
+  Considering herself a "closet writer" Tricia Meeks has spent most of
+  her life writing stories and poetry that no one ever sees ...until
+  now!  Inspired by her friends, she has finally screwed together her
+  courage and let her poetry be exposed to the public realm.  Outside of
+  writing, Tricia is a professional psychic, sings at Karaoke Clubs and
+  has dance for 20 years of her life.  Her other interests include
+  camping, karate, reading, playing the keyboard occassionally, BBSing,
+  working in finance, and spending time with her dog and cat, Ringo &
+  B.J. and riding her horse Sudanna in Waxahachie.  She is single and
+  has lived in Dallas all her life.
+
+  Todd Miller is new to this writing thing. Originally from Canton, Ohio
+  he now resides in Dallas, Texas. His favorite pastimes include
+  collecting Grateful Dead shows, watching bands play, listining to
+  music, and watching football. He is not currently in college but is
+  ready to go back. His main goal is to find the "new" music before
+  anyone else and become rich.
+
+  Russell Mirabelli is currently pursuing his Master of Science
+  degree in Information Systems at the University of Texas at Arlington.
+  He works for an educational software company as a multimedia programmer.
+  He enjoys playing bass, cycling and rollerblading. He lives in Arlington,
+  Texas, with his wife and two cats.
+
+  Mark Mosko, entering that timid age of twenty-something, is the Sysop
+  of the nifty little board called BUBBASystems One (one word). Besides
+  going to a tiny college somewhere in Virginia, he also edits and
+  publishes (writes, illustrates, etc...) an alternative zine called
+  "Man Demonstrating His Superiority Over Animals." He has written about
+  half a role-playing game (300+ pages), several short stories, and
+  about 350 poems. He has just released his first collection of poems,
+  called "Poems Collected by Mark Mosko."  So what does Mark do for fun?
+  Currently he paints in watercolor, draws, and sings backup for a band
+  (and also writes songs for them). Such a busy little beaver to be a
+  recluse... 
+  Harlan Pine has lived in many differant places owing to the fact that
+  his father was in the Air Force.  He currently resides in North Texas
+  by choice.  Besides writing romantic vignettes, he also enjoys
+  exploring the relms of Dark Fantasy.  He is currently working on a
+  novel and several short stories.  This is his first sale. 
+
+  Steve Powers is a free-lance writer from Denton, Texas. He writes a
+  monthly column for Computer Currents and a weekly column for Denton
+  Record-Chronicle as well as book reviews in the Fort Worth
+  Star-Telegram and Dallas Morning News. He's currently working on a
+  novel that he hopes will equal Robert James Waller :) (Not really) He
+  has three kids who all are anxious to be computer literate but are now
+  keyboard enamored; they pound on it all the time when dad is not
+  looking. Steve has a wonderfully tolerant wife who waits patiently for
+  him to stop fooling with the computer and come to bed. 
+
+  Jim Reid is a hard-working federal employee who lives in Virginia with
+  his lovely wife Kris and two equally pretty daughters.  He manages
+  people for a living, programs shareware for the challenge, and writes
+  poetry to vent the stresses created by the other two activities. 
+
+  Mark Scantling is a 38 year old bald mechanic, the latter by choice,
+  the former by genetics.  He lives in a suburb of Texas with his wife,
+  child, and cat.  Interests include photography, reading, writing, the
+  Zen of lawn mowing, and listening to Donald Fagen. He'd gladly trade
+  the suburb in Texas for a mountain in New Mexico, as long as he got to
+  keep all the rest. 
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives   
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Liz Shelton works in an office all day, but by night she pokes around
+  on her computer (to include a large portion of BBSing), and practices
+  her guitar (she needs a LOT more practice).  Liz likes to write when
+  she gets the notion, as long as she doesn't have to be too serious.
+
+  Randy Shipp is a sometimes-writer who specializes in half-finished works,
+  an idea he decided was chic and the sign of genius after hearing about
+  some unfinished symphony. The generous offer from Bruce Diamond to join him
+  in publishing (plus free movie passes!) led Randy to take up movie
+  criticism. When he's not picking movies apart, he's showing conservative
+  political thinkers the error of their ways, reading, or playing bass or the
+  guitar (depending on the day of the week) He occasionally works selling
+  computers, too. When he grows up, he expects to teach high school history.
+
+  Michie Sidwell lives with his mother about 25 miles south of
+  Washington, DC., in the large shopping town of Waldorf, MD. He spends
+  a lot of time in nightclubs in DC that cater to the gothic/alternative
+  music scene. Working for a art supply store, Michie spends his free
+  hours with his computer and writing poetry. He plans to attend college
+  in the near future.
+
+  Michael Slusher is not a writer. The fact that he's been published
+  once or twice is not his fault. Blame the editors. What he might be is
+  a computer geek with a weird penchant for modems and all that they get
+  connected to. He signs his paycheck over to America On-Line each month
+  and the phone company knows how to find him, despite how well he
+  hides. He generally can be found wherever fans of Mystery Science
+  Theater 3000 dwell (MSTies, they call themselves) and runs Deep 13, a
+  BBS devoted to fans of the cable TV show. A major change in his life,
+  scheduled for March '94, will cause him to be looking for a new job,
+  home, and life. Wish him luck at botsnak@aol.com
+
+  Andee SoRelle is a visual artist working in both paint and clay.  
+  She lives in the Dallas, Texas area and enjoys BBSing, (of course!)
+  music, film, and kvetching about her day job.
+
+  Mark D. Stucky lives in Elkhart, Indiana, enjoys BBSing, and recently
+  upgraded from a Commodre 128 to a IBM 80486 clone.  He works as a
+  consultant and a writer.  He also saved writer Joe DeRouen's life in a
+  secret government espionage adventure that we can't talk about here. 
+
+  Shelley Suzanne lives in the Dallas area with her rock musician
+  husband Tom and their three kids Ralphie, Waldo, and Gretchen. 
+  When Shelly isn't writing poetry, she travels the globe digging up 
+  rare artifacts and works part time modeling for Dillards.
+
+  Glenda Thompson spends most of her days sleeping, but when she's not
+  doing that, she's BBS'ing around the metroplex or creating ANSI
+  screens for STTS. Her hobbies include: writing, poetry, music, and art
+  done with various media. She was never sentenced to prison for a crime
+  she didn't commit (or even for one that she did) and someday hopes to
+  marry cereal king Captain Xavier Q. Crunch. 
+
+  Louis Turbeville currently works as a computer analyst for the Air    
+  Force.  He's originally from Hawaii (about an 1/8 Hawaiian <everyone
+  seems to ask>) and has a BBA in Management Information Systems from the
+  University of Hawaii.  Louis is married and has a two year old son who
+  keeps him busy, especially when he wants to sit at the computer and
+  write.  His interest in writing was nurtured by his wife, a journalism
+  and english major who's yet to be published and holds this very much
+  against Louis. <G>  He's had a couple of reviews published on
+  WindowsOnLine Review Magazine and hopes to broaden his base of published
+  media in the near future. 
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, a sargent in the Air Force, currently lives in
+  Germany with his wife and new baby. Although he enjoys the beautiful
+  countryside there, they are all looking forward to coming home for a
+  visit this winter.  A poet for several years, Thomas delves into the
+  essence of his works with characteristic clarity and honesty. 
+
+  Marty Weiss began his freelance writing activities after retiring from
+  a career as a business executive. He's had three non-fiction
+  (business) books published as well as some feature and Op-Ed articles
+  in magazines, newspapers, and Sunday supplements. He has been writing
+  a regular column, "Through Marty's Eyes," for a regional newspaper for
+  the last several years. When not writing or BBSing, he spends his time
+  reading, doing business consulting, and growing older with Eileen, his
+  wife. 
+
+  Wm. Whitney, Executive Publisher for CEL\e Productions, produces
+  unique e-pubs for the mass market. A former small press publisher,
+  author, magazine journalist and overall iconoclast, his reporting from
+  Planet Earth struggles to achieve intersteller proportions through the
+  electronic medium.
+
+  David Ziegler's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away
+  to a few friends. He then started  writing Satirical Prose and found
+  it a great stress reliever.  He lives in Sacramento with his wife
+  Gloria and two cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which
+  gives him fodder for the keyboard.  Writing to David is a kind of
+  cleansing it is something that when he has to do it he has no choice.
+  By the same token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his
+  head.
+
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+I have not been on bbses for long and I have only recently discovered your
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+many of these weasel types. I felt like uploading your "12 Steps" each time I
+came across one of these men in conference. 
+
+I am not usually a big reader of non-fiction, essay-oriented articles (tending
+toward being a reader of fiction) but your sense of humour kept me reading til
+the end.
+
+Speaking of the *end*. I read to it in your mag and the unusual thing in your
+end notes is wishing us a happy MAY instead of June. <giggle> 
+
+Thanks for an enjoyable read. You have earned yourself a long time fan.
+
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+Long Beach, California
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+======================================================================
+
+ 
+ 
+My View: Cultural War         
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or  
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+
+        Back in grade school we were assigned reports on different countries.  
+The teacher told us to write the embassies of our assigned countries to get 
+information and pamphlets for our reports.  That night, while struggling over 
+my letter to the Luxembourg embassy, I came upon a quandary.  Who would 
+receive my letter?  A man or a woman?  Should I write Dear Sir, or Dear 
+Madam, or Dear Sir or Madam?  It was a big deal for me then.  I didn't 
+want to insult somebody or seem stupid and have my letter trashed and not 
+receive the things I needed for my assignment.
+        So I asked my teacher what I should do the next day.  She told me, 
+"Just write 'Sir', it's accepted by anybody."  I had my answer, but didn't 
+feel comfortable with it.  I got the data, anyway.
+        Then in junior high my English class received a start.  It was a 
+writing manual handed down by the school board.  It horrified me.  The manual 
+told us what words we COULD NOT USE.  We would actually have points deducted 
+from our papers if they contained words such as "stewardess" or "mailman."  
+They gave us proper word for such terms, saying that the old term where 
+discriminatory against women.
+        Our English teacher was delighted.  She enforced the rules harshly.  
+But I was severely worried.  Being polite was one thing, but being 
+totalitarian was another.  A woman handing out drinks on a plane was a 
+"stewardess."  A man handing out drinks on a plane is a "steward."  Check it 
+out in the dictionary.  Two completely appropriate words.  Why invent a new 
+term for the same thing?
+        I understand the politeness aspect.  If that's what they wanted to be 
+called, by all means, I would call them that.  But to enforce such a thing in 
+school and punish those who do not obey?  It had nothing to do with educating 
+children with writing skills.  It was teaching - and enforcing - a political 
+philosophy.  But at the time I didn't understand the ramification.  It just 
+upset me.
+        Later that year I picked up George Orwell's novel 1984.  It introduce 
+to me concepts I had never really thought about.  How a totalitarian state 
+works.  How it would be like to live in such a place.  To have people 
+watching you through your television set.  To be forbidden to say and think 
+certain things.  I thought it was a wonderful exercise in speculation.  
+Perhaps it even described what it would be like to live behind the iron 
+curtain (remember that old term?)  But in no way did it even vaguely 
+resemble life in America, did it?  There was nothing to worry about.
+        And so finally I got to college.  Sure, it was a dinky two year 
+college, but it was college - a place where I could relax and get down to 
+actually learning something.  A place where filled with highly educated 
+teachers that could teach me what I wanted to learn - how to express myself 
+freely and concisely in the written word.
+        But there, first day in English class, I was confronted with 
+virtually the same writing manual that I saw in grade school.  But it had 
+been upgraded to not only include neuter terms for women, but also correct 
+terms for just about every group in the universe.  And yet again, these 
+rules would be enforced by the school board.  
+        This time I looked carefully over it and discovered where it had 
+come from.  It originated from a feminist professor somewhere in a New 
+England university.  Nothing wrong with a feminist.  It's a perfectly 
+appropriate philosophy considering our society.  But what in the heck was 
+she doing?  She was doing the same thing that the people she was fighting 
+against had done for thousands of years - trying to control people in a 
+nefarious way.
+        Now control is not a bad thing.  Without some control, you get 
+anarchy.  If stop signs didn't exist on roads, lots more people would end up 
+really flat.  Politics is the game of 'who gets control'.  Politics in this 
+country, at least in theory, is supposed to be decided by legally elected 
+representatives of certain regional blocks of people.
+        So here was a political philosophy being taught in schools and 
+colleges.  Nothing wrong with that.  We were learned about communism and 
+slavery in school.  It's just knowledge.  But the tests didn't ask questions 
+like "Is communism wrong?", then flunk you for answering "no".  The theory 
+of there being proper words for things would have been a perfectly 
+appropriate thing to teach.  But to enforce it by punishing those who used 
+words dreamed "inappropriate" is ALL wrong.  It cuts at the heart of free 
+speech.
+        Latter, after dropping out of college and entering the 'real' world, 
+I was introduced to the lovely 'fake' world of computer networks.  Such a 
+marvelous place, I thought upon taking my first step in.  Ideas and thoughts 
+zipping about at the speed of light.  You could talk to someone in Waukegan 
+about soap manufacturing, then turn around and talk to someone in Miami 
+about the abortion debate.  The network I was on spanned all of the United 
+States, and I heard about other networks where you could talk to people in 
+Finland about ice fishing if you wanted to.  Such a marvelous new technology.
+        Then I began to learn what was really going on with the network.  A 
+covert censorship was taking place.  Each note that you uploaded to the 
+system was screened by a computer, looking for various Anglo-Saxon words.  
+I understand the philosophy of keeping certain words away from the general 
+public.  Little kids get armed with such words and cause all kind of havoc 
+in their kindergarten classes, causing their teachers to have all kind of 
+irregular heart palpitations and faint and such.  And, horror of horrors, 
+parents might actually have to explain sex to their children if confronted 
+with such words.  So I understand it - I don't agree with it - but if people 
+want to keep their own children in the dark, well, it's their right as a 
+parent.
+        But this was the tip of the elephant tusk to what was really going 
+on.  The computer network employed a god-awful amount of people to read the 
+notes before they ended up being displayed on the system.  They were looking 
+for words and concepts and phrases that seemed offensive.  I'm not sure to 
+who, but they were looking for hem all right.  And if they found one, they 
+would send the note back to you and give you a stiff warning.
+        This wasn't about calling someone something dirty.  It was deeper.  
+More intrinsically evil.  For instance, I am one sixty-fourth Cherokee, 
+mixed in with some other tribes, so I told someone this, stating "I got some 
+of that there injun blood in me."  Woosh.  The note was back to me in a 
+jiffy saying that I was using inappropriate and offensive language and I 
+better not do it again or I would be kicked off the system.
+        As a person of Native American heritage, shouldn't I have the right 
+to call myself whatever I damn well please?  I am also mostly of white
+Anglo-Saxon heritage.  I can scream "honkey" until my throat is sore, and no 
+one takes any notice.
+        Actually, if anyone had taken any notice, the phrase, "I got some of 
+that there injun blood in me," says nothing derogatory about Native 
+Americans.  Rather, I was making fun of my white ancestors by using improper 
+English grammar, in a way that they themselves actually used.  What ever 
+happen to good-natured ribbing?  Are the concepts of satire and parody 
+completely forgotten?
+        This incident, of which there were many other run-ins with the 
+computer service's "thought police", got me thinking back to Orwell's 1984.  
+In it was described one of the ways that the totalitarian state was 
+controlling people.  It was called NEWSPEAK.  This was a restructuring of 
+the language to conform with what the government though it should be.  
+Words that the government did not like were taken out.  It was a crime to 
+say or use such words.  The government slowly whittled away at the language 
+until the dictionary was reduced to a thin pamphlet.
+        It struck me that this was exactly what was going on in society 
+right now.  The language was being whittled away.  Perhaps the government 
+wasn't behind it, but someone was.  I don't know who it may be.  I'm sure 
+the John Birch Society has a pretty good idea, though, but I haven't called 
+them to check it out.  Day in and day out there are words and concepts that 
+are being labeled as 'verboten' in our society.  You can't even wear a 
+T-shirt with a picture of a man of Hispanic persuasion holding a bottle of 
+tequila.  Not that I would ever think to do such a strange thing, but such 
+stories have hit the headlines all the same.
+        English is a rich and vital language.  It's history is multicultural.  
+By it's nature, it has the ability to take on new words and phrases and 
+concepts.  With it you can express just about anything you want, in any way 
+that you want.  It is a marvelous language.
+        In it's formation, it has had some strange things happen.  Before 
+1066 AD there were some Anglo-Saxons running around the British Isles 
+speaking a proto form of English.  Then the Norman French invaded, taking 
+their language and customs with them.  The two parts blended their languages, 
+forming the basis for the English language. This is one of the reasons why 
+we have so many synonyms for words.
+        But this transition was not smooth.  The Norman's were the ruling 
+class.  They wanted to stamp out the Anglo-Saxon influences on the Isles.  
+So they made it a bad thing to be Anglo-Saxon.  It was not appropriate to be 
+of that culture.  So they made their language a dirty thing.  To use the 
+language was considered barbaric.  It was against the laws to say some of 
+these words.  Only the Norman French words could be used.  Fornicate, 
+defecate, urinate - these were the good words - the appropriate words.  The 
+Anglo-Saxon words were bad.
+        So, you see, it was not God-on-high who stamped those rather 
+harmless looking four-letter words with the mark of "profanity".  It was a 
+tool in a cultural war that was waged against the inhabitants of Britain.
+        The war being waged right now in this country is of the same nature.  
+It may be a bit more sophisticated, but it is the same thing.  One culture 
+is trying to destroy another.  To make that culture dirty.  To make the 
+concepts of that culture forbidden to say.
+        This war is very sophisticated.  It's hard to say it is bad.  It 
+waves the banner of the poor, mistreated peoples of the world.  But who 
+really benefits?  The liberals say it's the conservatives.  The 
+conservatives say it's the liberals.  When you have two groups fighting, 
+you usually have a third, hidden party stirring up the trouble.  Whoever 
+this group is, they are reaping the benefits.  Who are the losers?  Anyone 
+who wants to use the English language to it's fullest extent possible.  
+Those people who revel in the joys of the written and spoken word are the 
+real losers.
+
+ 
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+Survey Results
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+The results are in from the survey in the June issue of STTS, and
+tabulated below for a median score. 
+
+For those of you who've yet to respond, please do so now.  Your response
+will be greatly appreciated, and help shape the look, feel, and content
+of the magazine in the months to come. 
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
+comments were read and taken into consideration.  
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.5    
+Poetry:             9.3
+Book Reviews:       8.8
+Editorial:          8.3
+Feature Articles:   8.6
+Humour:             8.7
+Movie Reviews:      8.6
+Software Reviews:   8.9
+ANSI Coverart:      7.3
+CD Reviews:         7.1
+Question & Answers: 7.1
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the book, software, and
+         movie reviews seemed to be neck and neck, followed lastly by
+         the CD reviews. 
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
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+still have time to do so. Send it in to me before the end of the year,
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+ 
+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+ 
+Launch! version 1.8
+Windows 3.1 Shareware Program
+Rodney Savard
+Internet: rodsavard@aol.com
+ 
+Launch! is an ingenious program you use to easily start any program in Windows
+3.1.  If you are like me, you sometimes have trouble double-clicking on an
+icon to get it started in Program Manager.  Launch! is basically a graphical
+menu system and with it you simply click once on an icon and your program is
+started.
+ 
+The other great benefit of Launch! is the amount of icons you can pile onto a
+screen.  Launch! will clear up your cluttered windows desktop.  Launch! puts
+all of the icons in a box just large enough to hold the icon.  Then these
+boxes are put together in a table format, with you specifying the amount of
+rows or columns Launch! is to display and allow you to use.  If you specify 3
+rows and 4 columns then you can use 12 cells to launch any program.  For me it
+is worth the price to clear up my cluttered screen.
+ 
+Using Launch! could not be simpler.  You click your RIGHT mouse button on a
+vacant box in the Launch! displayed table and you can input or edit the
+contents of that box.  Click on an icon box once with your LEFT button mouse
+and the program is launched.  Very simple and very effective.
+ 
+Registration is quick and easy.  When you register you will be mailed a code.
+This code can be input anytime you start Launch!.  Once this code is input you
+are working with a registered version of the program, which is minus the
+Opening delay screen.  You do not have to load any new files and therefore
+eliminate the opportunity to delete any setting you have.  A growing trend for
+Shareware authors is to use registration codes, which benefits the user and
+the author.
+ 
+A statement to it's excellence is the fact that the program rights have
+recently been bought with the intent of commercializing the program.  Mr
+Savard stated that he will not be supporting the commercial version, but will
+support any users of the shareware program.  There is not much that can be
+done to improve this program, without keeping it as simple to use, so don't
+wait for the commercial version, go out and download the shareware version and
+give it a test drive.  I'm sure you'll be pleased, I know I was.
+
+ 
+ 
+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+ 
+Trade War Utility Programs
+==========================
+ 
+There is a lot of excitement on many local bulletin board systems about the
+upcoming upgrade release of the BBS door game Tradewars 2002.  This is one of
+the most popular bulletin board games around.  The current version of Tradewars
+has been around for many years and most players feel that the new version is
+way overdue.  However, with the release of the new version comes many questions
+about the compatibility of game utilities that players currently use.  The
+good news is that since Tradewars 2002 Version 2 is now in an extended beta
+release test which has allowed utility developers to make their products mostly
+compatible with both versions of Tradewars.  The bad news is that no one is
+quite sure when the final version of TW will be released and what changes will
+be in it.
+ 
+I will review of several popular utilites, determining their pluses and minuses
+and their compatability issues.  The programs to be reviewed in this article
+are TW Helper, TW Term, and TW View.
+ 
+The game premise is that you are a space merchant/trader in the year 2002. You
+are given a space ship to travel the universe and build your empire.  Most of
+the strategy in the game involves trading to build up your assets.  Once your
+assets are sufficiently built you can then chose a path for your future:  be a
+evil robber/bandit, work for the Federation and attack the evil Ferrengi and
+their home world, or you could build up your planets to make yourself an
+independant, powerful force in the universe.  Along the way you interact with
+other human traders and computer generated Federation personnel, Ferrengi
+aliens and other miscellaneous alien traders.
+ 
+When looking at a utility there are a couple of considerations.
+For strategy planning you need strong database functions.  Most programs will
+allow you some way to look at your explored universe and allow you to plan
+your next days business.  A good utility will allow you to find any ports that
+you can cross trade at (commonly called paired ports in TW).  You can make the
+most money quickly if you can find any cross trading ports that are only one
+sector apart.  Another useful ability is the use of macros on-line to take
+some of the dregedry out of some of the more mundane tasks, like hagling for a
+good price on a trade or colonizing your planet.
+ 
+TWHELP:
+=======
+TWHELP81.ZIP
+Mike Ingham
+Just FUN Software
+Internet: 71231.3727@compuserve.com
+Registration Fee: $12
+ 
+I feel that TWHelp is one of the best, if not the best, TW utility available.
+TWHelp is easy to install and allows you to play up to 30 games at a time,
+each with its own database.  If you have enough RAM you can have an online
+database even for universes of 5000 sectors.  Some TW utilites still only
+support the 1000 sector universe found in the older version of TradeWars.
+ 
+TWHelp performs many of the database functions seen in most programs but also
+has the added benefit of being able to use the database on-line.  This is
+helpful if you go exploring and are not sure where you are, TWHelp gives you
+some commands that allows you to determine how far you are from certain places.
+ 
+Also a great function is the built in macro abilities.  TWHelp will
+automatically perform every task you could possible want with simple two
+keystroke command, from colonizing to trading.  Also, because of its advanced
+uses you can build up expierience much quicker by letting the program do many
+of the more mundane fuctions for you, because the automated process is much
+quicker and has more patience them most users will have.
+ 
+You also have the ability to add notes to the database that you can view
+online, such as where a traders planet is and what ship he is in, for future
+reference.  For the player that decides to turn evil, TWHelp will
+automatically keep track of where and when you got busted for a crime and warn
+you when you enter that sector so you do not get busted for trying to steal
+from a port you were recently caught at.
+ 
+TW Term:
+========
+TWTERM22.ZIP
+Will Boyett
+Registration Fee: $18
+ 
+This program offers you a graphical interface into the traditional ANSI text
+character based game.  You are given a view of your ships cockpit and a view
+out the front window.  TW Term also allows for sound support.  The visual and
+audio enhancements may be what you need if you are tired of playing just a text
+game.
+ 
+However, along with the graphics and sound you also need more computer then
+you would if you use other utilities.  You need a graphics video card (EGA
+minimum, required) and a sound card (optional, but nice to enjoy full feature
+of the program) .  It will run on a XT, but with the speed slow down I would
+suggest at least a 16MHz 386.  No matter what machine you use, TW Term will
+work with either the new or old version.
+ 
+One of the best beinfits of this program is that you can program your own
+macros to perform functions.  If you do something in your TW games that most
+players don't use, then just program it in.  This will require greater patience
+than getting all of the function with the program, but it may suit your needs.
+For an additional $5 you can purchase pre-made TW macros from the author.
+ 
+One added benifit of registering this program is that you will recieve a
+complimentary one-year subscription to a TW newsletter.  TW Term give you more
+flexibility than TW Help, in that you can program your own macros into the
+program, but when you register TW Help you get most of the macros you could
+ever need with the program.
+ 
+TW View:
+========
+TWVIEW91.ZIP
+Robert Weaver
+Registration Fee: None
+ 
+ 
+TW View is generally viewed as the premier off-line TW utilites.  One thing for
+sure is that you can't beat the price.  If you are a Turbo Pascal programmer
+then you will definitely want to check this program out since the source code
+is included and you can make you own modifications.
+ 
+Almost all the TW utilities programs give you the ability to make thier data
+TWView compatible and have many of the database functions similar to TWView.
+Most TW utilities try to make their product competitive with and comparable to
+TWView.
+ 
+TWView offers a slew of database functions that allow you to plan out your
+next exploration into space much better. It tells you almost any information
+you may need to deal with building power and resources.
+ 
+If you plan on being a serious player and have a lot of competition in your
+games, you will probably need to get this program to allow you the planning
+edge you need.  However, let the beginner beware...TWView is not the easiest
+program to setup and get running.  It assumes you have some knowledge of Trade
+Wars and how to use your ships onboard computer.  If you have the patience,
+then this program will benefit you.
+ 
+Conclusion:
+ 
+There are many TW utilities available, with these three being the most popular.
+Try them all out and pick your favorite.  My personal choice is TWHelp,
+especially for the beginner who values ease of use.  However, whichever
+program you chose to use, you will benefit immensely and give yourself the
+competitive advantage you need to become a power player in every game.
+ 
+Happy Trading!
+
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   THE SHADOW:  Russell Mulcahy, director.  David Koepp,   ³
+        ³   screenplay.  Starring Alec Baldwin, John Lone,          ³
+        ³   Penelope Ann Miller, Peter Boyle, Ian McKellen,         ³
+        ³   Jonathan Winters, Joseph Maher, John Kapelos, Sab       ³
+        ³   Shimona, and Tim Curry.  Universal.  Rated PG-13.       ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          "The weed of crime bears bitter fruit" is the lesser-known
+     quote associated with the radio production of THE SHADOW, and
+     it's refreshing to find this attention to detail in this smart-
+     looking big screen version of the detective's adventures.  I
+     listened to six radio episodes (six of the Orson Welles' shows)
+     prior to attending the screening for this film, so I'll try not
+     to lapse into a "they did this wrong/they did this right" mindset
+     for the review.  For what it's worth, I *like* what the film-
+     makers did with THE SHADOW, even the casting of Alec Baldwin as
+     Lamont Cranston, but wasn't left completely satisified.  A film
+     like this should engage the viewer completely in the experience,
+     a "joy ride from hell" feeling, leaving you breathless and woozy
+     afterwards.  Tim Burton's BATMAN (1989) tried to generate this
+     rush of excitement, but failed, for me at least.  And while I
+     enjoy THE SHADOW more, it still lacks something.  Bear with me
+     while I try to discover what that "something" is.
+
+          Expect the inevitable comparisons to BATMAN and THE CROW
+     from earlier this year; the film's look is very stylish and goes
+     a long way to creating a palpable atmosphere for the detective's
+     adventures.  The production design reels us in from the start,
+     following Cranston's time as an opium lord in China to his study
+     with a Tibetan monk in the powers of the mind.  But the design
+     really kicks it when Cranston, as The Shadow, begins haunting the
+     neighborhoods of New York City, hunting down the evil prevalent
+     in the late '30s/early '40s of Gotham.  Hmm . . . Gotham.
+     There's another tie between Batman and The Shadow; New York City
+     served as the model for Gotham City (and for Metropolis, as well,
+     but that's another hero for another day), just as the pulp hero,
+     The Shadow, served as one of the models for the comic book hero,
+     Batman.  Lamont Cranston, after returning from the Orient and
+     turning his back on his evil past, is the archetypical "wealthy
+     insomniac playboy," as Baldwin describes The Shadow's alter-ego
+     in interviews.  Cranston develops "the power to cloud men's
+     minds" (and women's, we surmise) from his teacher, effectively
+     rendering himself invisible through hypnosis.  THE SHADOW
+     develops our hero's mental powers further than originally set in
+     the radio series and the pulps -- Cranston can now read minds on
+     a limited basis and possesses a rudimentary telekinesis.  At
+     first, the supernatural extravagances annoyed me, but I relaxed
+     into them as a natural extension of The Shadow's abilities.
+     Other divergences from the established Shadow mythos also irked
+     me on the surface (Margot Lane is *not* supposed to be tele-
+     pathic, the Commissioner -- originally Weston, not Wainwright --
+     is *not* his uncle, and The Shadow worked in concert with the
+     police, not outside of their cooperation), but they're such small
+     differences (as opposed to the liberties taken with BATMAN) that
+     it doesn't really matter.  All of these elements, including the
+     Doc Savage-like network of associates, featuring Peter Boyle as
+     an affable cabbie and Sab Shimona as a scientific advisor, serve
+     to enhance The Shadow's aura of power.
+
+          So, THE SHADOW looks and feels right, but still contains a
+     problem at its core.  The tension between Cranston and Shiwan
+     Khan (John Lone), the last descendant of Genghis Khan, provides
+     the action for the film, and their frequent meetings are wonder-
+     fully staged, from joking respect for each other's abilities
+     (Khan beards Cranston in the hero's hidden headquarters) to the
+     effects-filled mental confrontation in the villain's elaborate
+     lair.  As a side note, the lair includes a tilting floor
+     reminiscent of a scene in another pulp hero's big screen excur-
+     sion, FLASH GORDON (1978).  While Khan presents a powerful force
+     for The Shadow and his cohorts to overcome, the supporting
+     players in this slightly-campy action drama seems disappointingly
+     thin.  Margot Lane's (Penelope Ann Miller) instant kinship and
+     attraction to Lamont Cranston, and vice versa, is realistically
+     portrayed within the confines of this "world"), but Lane lacks
+     depth.  Cranston himself, aside from his escapades in the Orient,
+     lacks a background for the audience to draw on.  When the leads
+     lack a solid foundation for their characters to stand on, it
+     becomes harder for the audience to understand and/or sympathize
+     with them.  This same thinness haunted BATMAN and to a lesser
+     extent, THE CROW, which makes me think that, even though the
+     filmmakers may like and respect the characters they adapt for the
+     big screen, the fact that they're "comic book" or pulp heros
+     means they don't need to be as real as characters in other
+     dramas.  I have to disagree, and only hope that future films in
+     this series (if THE SHADOW hits big, you know a sequel or several
+     will follow) will flesh out Cranston, Lane, and the others more
+     satisfyingly.
+
+          There, I told you I'd get at the core of what left me empty
+     about THE SHADOW.  If such concerns don't bother you, then I can
+     recommend this picture to you without reservation.  Otherwise,
+     consider yourself warned.
+
+     RATING:  $$$
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  BLOWN AWAY:  Stephen Hopkins, director.  Joe Batteer &   ³
+        ³  John Rice, screenplay.  John Rice, Joe Batteer & M. Jay  ³
+        ³  Roach, story.  Starring Jeff Bridges, Tommy Lee Jones,   ³
+        ³  Lloyd Bridges, Forest Whitaker, Suzy Amis, John Finn,    ³
+        ³  and Stephi Lineberg.  MGM.  Rated R.                     ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Another mad bomber stalks the streets of America, bent on
+     revenge, in BLOWN AWAY, starring Jeff Bridges and Tommy Lee
+     Jones.  Jones is Ryan Gaerity, an Irish terrorist who pulls an
+     ingenious jailbreak at the very beginning of the film.  What's
+     never clear, as we learn later that he's been in prison for 20
+     years, is why he waited so long.  The screenplay is filled with
+     these inconsistencies, over-intricate bombs, and a huge glaring
+     coincidence that all overshadow Jeff Bridges' nicely-constructed
+     character, Jimmy Dove, the hot-shot of a Boston Police bomb
+     squad.  Gaerity turns up in Boston, out of all the places in
+     America he could have gone, and discovers that Dove has also
+     become a Boston resident.  The ham-handed coincidence places
+     these men in the same city, sharing a shadowy past from Northern
+     Ireland.  Once Gaerity makes this discovery, he embarks on a
+     revenge plan against Dove: he methodically picks off members of
+     the bomb squad in hopes of killing his former terrorist partner.
+
+          Bridges is in fine form as an action hero, more believable,
+     and better-developed as a character, than Keanu Reeves in the
+     current blockbuster SPEED.  The similarities between the two
+     films are striking, especially having been released so close
+     together.  Unfortunately, BLOWN AWAY suffers by comparison.  Even
+     though, as I've already pointed out, the characters in this
+     picture are more well-defined, the underlying revenge plot is a
+     little hard to swallow, as are the elaborate explosive devices.
+     As an example, the first bomb, not even set by Gaerity, is rigged
+     to a computer.  The computer operator has to keep typing or else
+     the bomb goes off -- as it's rigged, however, once the hard drive
+     fills up, the bomb also explodes.  I'll ignore the writing
+     directly to the hard drive, byte-by-byte, and just deal with the
+     unreality of such a detailed bomb.  Sure, we're in a movie and
+     the filmmakers are allowed some license with their explosive
+     devices, but let's face it, BLOWN AWAY is *not* a James Bond
+     flick.  Nor is it a straight-ahead, no-holds-barred actioner like
+     SPEED.  This picture takes time to develop its characters (Lloyd
+     Bridges, Jeff's real-life father, has some great scenes as an Old
+     World Irishman who advises Jimmy Dove), but the gadgets, imagina-
+     tive as they are, rob the characters and the screenplay of any
+     semblance to reality.  Even the internal reality within its own
+     fictional events.
+
+          Tommy Lee Jones always makes a captivating bad guy, and
+     though he's as engaging here as he was in UNDER SIEGE (1992), he
+     lacks depth and a believable motivation.  Revenge after 20 years
+     wears thin, and if Gaerity spent that much time in prison, he
+     makes an amazing adjustment to life in the '90s.  The only
+     concession we get to his isolation is his ignorance of the Irish
+     band U2, as though prisons don't have radios.  The Rube Goldberg
+     device that caps the film's finale doesn't make sense for such a
+     practical villain, and neither does the device that endangers one
+     of Dove's closest confidantes about 2/3 of the way into the
+     picture.  Suzy Amis has a nice turn as Bridges' wife, and Forest
+     Whitaker is compelling as the cop who takes over Jimmy Dove's
+     place on the bomb squad and later discovers the tie between
+     Gaerity and Dove.  Overall, though, BLOWN AWAY is too muddled and
+     gimmicky to really convince.
+
+     RATING:  $$
+
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  I LOVE TROUBLE:  Charles Shyer, director.  Nancy Meyers  ³
+        ³  & Charles Shyer, screenplay.  Starring Julia Roberts,    ³
+        ³  Nick Nolte, Saul Rubinek, Robert Loggia, James Rebhorn,  ³
+        ³  Kelly Rutherford, Olympia Dukakis, Marsha Mason, Eugene  ³
+        ³  Levy, Charles Martin Smith, Dan Butler, Paul Gleason,    ³
+        ³  Jane Adams, Lisa Lu, and Nora Dunn.  Touchstone.         ³
+        ³  Rated PG.                                                ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Structured to play like a romantic thriller from the '30s
+     and '40s, I LOVE TROUBLE stars Julia Roberts and Nick Nolte as
+     rival newspaper reporters in Chicago.  Nolte is Peter Brackett,
+     an old-hound columnist who gets assigned to a commuter train
+     derailing just because he's the only one available.  Roberts is
+     the young hot-shot Sabrina Peterson, eager to make a name for
+     herself in the big city.  The beginning stages of their rivalry
+     is the most interesting aspect of the story, but after they team
+     up to solve the mystery of the crash, the picture heads for a
+     head-on collision of its own.
+
+          Pairing Roberts and Nolte should have made for a better
+     movie.  Their potential chemistry and natural rivalry (for on
+     screen time, if not for the story they're "reporting" on) could
+     have made for heady stuff, but Charles Shryer's leaden direction
+     and the mickey-mouse script co-written with long-time partner
+     Nancy Meyers (mickey-mouse script, Touchstone Pictures, Buena
+     Vista distribution, it all adds up to a cheap shot, but what the
+     hey) take the focus off the budding relationship and involve us
+     in an over-complicated plot that we really don't care about.
+     Assigning a columnist and novelist of Brackett's stature to a
+     routine train accident is a waste of resources and would result
+     in the firing of the paper's editor in any other newspaper-
+     centered movie, but Shryer & Meyers stretch their creative
+     license just to bring their protagonists together.  Somewhere in
+     the mess that becomes Brackett's and Peterson's professional
+     rivalry is mired a roll of missing microfilm, predictable bad
+     guys that are easy to pick out the first time you see them, a
+     bovine growth hormone, and a fictional chemical company located
+     in Wisconsin.  Big business is to blame again (see THE PELICAN
+     BRIEF, see THE FUGITIVE), blessed with powers to circumvent the
+     law whenever they see fit.  Gotta love them conspiracy nuts.
+
+          I LOVE TROUBLE really is a film that doesn't know what it is
+     or where to focus.  Boosters would argue that such a criticism
+     indicates a multi-layered film (e.g., WOLF, THE CRYING GAME), but
+     that contention is not true for the current picture.  The story
+     wanders all over the map and throws in a couple of red herrings,
+     in a plot that crosses the line from romantic comedy to romantic
+     thriller to caper comedy and back again, with no thought given to
+     consistency.  I LOVE TROUBLE is aptly titled, and an sad disap-
+     pointment.
+
+     RATING:  $
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+NIGHT RELICS
+James P. Blaylock
+ACE Fantasy        
+$18.95 US, $23.75 CAN    
+
+
+James P. Blaylock is the author of such delightful books as "The Paper Grail"
+and "The Last Coin".  So, of course, I was very happy when I found that he'd
+come out with a new book.  But, about 10 pages into the book, I realized that
+he'd made what I consider to be a tremendous error in judgement - he'd decided
+that, instead of a whimsical fantasy writer, he wanted to write horror.  This
+book was one of the most disappointing books I've read this decade.  Imagine,
+if you can, the writing style of H.P. Lovecraft combined with the imagination
+for horror of, let's say, Barney the Dinosaur.
+
+This is only about a 300 or so page book, but it took me almost a week of
+dedicated trudging to finish it.  I don't know if Blaylock just decided that
+horror novels would be more lucrative, or he's just going through a bleak
+period of his life.  I do know that, before this novel, I would have bought the
+hardback version of any book he wrote.  After this book, I'll read the jacket
+before buying any of his work again.
+
+My score (of a possible 10) - 2
+
+
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+ 
+Best of STTS Awards
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+In July of 1993, Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine began.  It's
+been a dream of publisher Joe DeRouen to start an electronic magazine,
+one he'd managed to put off and ignore for years.  Finally, he could
+take it no more.  The dream had to be released.
+
+Several months after the introduction of Joe's BBS Sunlight Through The
+Shadows, the magazine was born.  But what to call it?
+
+Several names were suggested.  Joe's favorite was "Intergalactic
+Fiction, News, and Review".  In fact, the magazine almost went to press
+bearing that title until Bruce Diamond (erstwhile movie reviewer,
+fiction writer, STTS staff member, and friend of Joe's) managed to
+convince him to simply use the name of his BBS instead.  Thus, Sunlight
+Through The Shadows International Electronic Magazine was born.
+
+Of course, back then it wasn't exactly international.  Texas was pretty
+much it's limits.  During the course of a year, though, STTS has managed
+to worm it's way into the hearts of over 10,000 readers worldwide in at
+least eight different countries.  
+
+In it's year-long run, the magazine has managed to bring a few "firsts"
+to the world of on-line publishing.  It was the first to offer writers
+honorariums for their work.  It was the first to offer yearly cash
+awards for the "best of" prize winners.  STTS plans on having many more
+firsts in the months and years to come.
+
+This month, STTS Magazine celebrates it's first one-year anniversary.
+To help celebrate, we've picked the best stories, poems, and non-fiction
+pieces (five in each category) of the last year and reprinted them here
+today.
+
+The top piece in each category will receive $50.00 (fiction), $25.00
+(non-fiction) and $25.00 (poetry).  Everyone else (2nd place through
+5th, and five honorable mentions) will receive certificates of merit
+suitable for framing.  Of course, the winner will also receive a
+certificate.
+
+Winners were chosen via a anonymous voting process from the members of
+the staff of STTS.  Each staff member voted for his or her top stories
+of the last year and each place in the ranks was assigned a point value.
+A "number-one" story got four points, a "number-two" story got three
+points, etc.  Everything was tabulated in a very scientific way (Joe and
+his little calculator) and the results were decided just a day before
+publication.
+
+Initially, staff members couldn't win the prize.  We decided that that
+was silly.  A rule was instituted that you couldn't vote for yourself
+but that a staff member *could* win, and that was that.  Everything was
+fair, and the votes were ready to be tallied.
+
+Thus, the winners.  The winners, top four runners-up, and honorable
+mentions are:
+
+
+Fiction
+-------
+ 1. The Caravan by A.M.Eckard (Jan 94)
+ 2. Lifeboat by Robert McKay (Mar 94)
+ 3. A Chance Meeting in the Park by Joe DeRouen (Feb 94)
+ 4. A Close Encounter of a Different Kind by Sylvia Ramsey (Feb 94)
+ 5. The Imp by Ed Davis (Aug 93)
+ 6. It's All Greek to Uncle Thaddeus by Joe DeRouen (Nov 93)
+ 7. A Cold Montreal Winter by Daniel Sendecki (Jun 94)  
+ 8. Wally, Beware the Cybermaster by Franchot Lewis (Oct 93)
+ 9. The Squirrels by L. Shawn Aiken (Dec 93)
+10. Djinn, I Win! by Joe DeRouen (Aug 93)
+
+
+
+Non-Fiction
+-----------
+ 1. [TIE] Michael Elansky: Anarchist? by Gage Steele (Nov 93)
+ 1. [TIE] Musings by Joe DeRouen (May 94)  
+ 3. If I Had One Wish... by L.J. Herbert (Oct 93)
+ 4. A Pancea for Cheezy Movies by L. Shawn Aiken (Feb 94)
+ 5. Halloween: A Prequel by Brigid Childs (Oct 93)
+ 6. A Plausible Model for Space Combat by Robert McKay (Jan 94)
+ 7. From the Journals of... (Pt.2) by Gage Steele (Sep 93)
+ 8. Cancer: Surviving the Fear by Joe DeRouen (Jul 93)
+ 9. Interview: Dr. Kenneth Matsumura, M.D. by L. Shawn Aiken (Feb 94)
+10. Animal Rights and Wrongs by Kathy Kemper (Mar 94)
+
+
+Poetry
+------
+ 1. A Mushroom Dawn by Daniel Sendecki (Apr 94)
+ 1. Gray House Cat by Jim Reid (Dec 93)
+ 3. Mi'Lord by Patricia Meeks (Dec 93)
+ 4. In Time the Heart Will Wander by Tamara (Dec 93)
+ 5. Touch Me by Patricia Meeks (Sep 93)
+ 6. The Real Inheritan by Jim Reid (Jan 94)
+ 7. Bumper Sticker Beliefs by J. Guenther (Apr 94)
+ 8. Young Man On a Fence, 1967 by Daniel Sendecki (Oct 93)
+ 9. A Christmas Trilogy by Joe DeRouen (Dec 93)
+10. Mom by David M. Ziegler (May 94)           
+
+
+The winner and the next four runner-ups are featured in this issue of
+STTS.  If you're interested in reading any of the other stories,
+articles, or poems, please look for the old issues of the magazine.  If
+all else fails, call STTS BBS at 214/620-8793 and download away! 
+
+A few comments about the voting: Gage Steele's MICHAEL ELANSKY:
+ANARCHIST? and Joe DeRouen's (that's me!) MUSINGS tied for top honours
+in the non-fiction category.  We'll split the prize, and my share
+($12.50) will go to the American Cancer Society. 
+
+Patricia Meeks scored impressive marks as being the only candidate to
+place two entries into the top five.  She did this in the poetry
+category, securing both 3rd and 5th place.  Another of her poems, THE
+DOVE, while not cracking the top ten, gained quite a few votes.  If
+everyone had consolidated their votes for Ms. Meeks into one poem,
+there's a good chance she would have scored the top honour.  Likewise,
+Jim Reid placed 2nd and 6th.  He, too, came close to the top.
+
+In the end, however, Canadian Daniel Sendecki's A MUSHROOM DAWN grabbed
+the top prize.  Congratulations, Daniel! 
+
+A.M.Eckard's THE CARAVAN won the fiction competition hands-down, beating
+out the next closest entry (Robert McKay's LIFEBOAT by just about a
+third more votes.  Congratulations A.M., and we'll be expecting more
+great fiction from you in the months to come!
+
+All in all, the first year of STTS has been great.  We had literally
+hundreds of entries to choose from for the top prizes, and just about
+all of the entries were good enough to win.  Our only regret is that we
+can't honour each and every one of the writers who's work has graced the
+electronic pages of STTS. 
+
+Without the writers, and, just as importantly if not more so, the
+readers, STTS could not be what it is today.  We'd like to thank the
+over fifty writers who've appeared in these electronic pages, the
+hundreds of BBS's that carry us, and the over 10,000 readers out there
+for helping to make all this possible.  You're the greatest!
+
+
+Joe DeRouen
+July 5th, 1994
+
+  ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+  ³ Winners:  Please contact me!  If you're in the top ten in any   ³
+  ³ of the categories, I need to get your address so I can send     ³
+  ³ you your awards/certificates.  You can reach me through         ³
+  ³ RIME, Pen & Brush Net, WME, the internet                        ³
+  ³ (Joe.DeRouen@Chryasalis.ORG) or via my BBS at 214/620-9793.     ³
+  ³                                                                 ³
+  ³ If all else fails, write to me at:  Joe DeRouen, 14232 Marsh Ln.³
+  ³ #51, Dallas Texas, 75244.                                       ³
+  ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+ 
+ 
+The Caravan
+Copyright (c) 1994, A.M.Eckard
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                 The Caravan by A.M.Eckard
+
+
+
+        I like the veld. What choice do I have? There is nothing but
+the veld. It is mostly brown with a little green. It smells of
+sage and sand. It is hot in the day and cold at night. The
+lexicon in the Feed calls it the Gaia. The lexicon I got from
+Dad calls it the veld.
+
+        Dad said I should name things according to the Feed when I'm
+talking to the people of the clans. Since no one will see this,
+I'll call it the veld. That's what Dad always called it before
+he left. Dad showed me how to change the lexicon in the Feed,
+but he said I shouldn't do it. He taught me a lot of neat things
+before he left. I still come across new messages to me in his
+lexicon. He was very good with computers.
+
+        This is the time of the Winding-Down. That's what both lexicons
+call it. This is the time of desert and wind. This is the time
+of scarcity and drought. This is the time of hunger and thirst.
+The Feed says that this was not always so, but it does not say
+what was before. There's a lot in Dad's lexicon about it, but I
+find it hard to believe. I've thought of editing it out. I don't
+because Dad said that was definitely a bad thing to do. 
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend my time traveling the veld. I scavenge in the veld.
+Collecting and fixing things is my trade. I trade with the
+clans. Dad showed me my JobDesc in the Feed. It said I was a
+fixer. I looked up my JobDesc in Dad's lexicon. That said I was
+a maker. There was an attachment from Dad with it saying I
+should never call myself a maker when I was with the clans. He
+said the clans don't have makers anymore. The clans don't want
+makers.
+
+        According to Dad's lexicon the clans had traders that did what
+I do. The makers would make, the fixers would fix, and the
+traders would trade. I guess with fewer people there are fewer
+JobDescs. That is all part of the Winding-Down.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the veld I have seen the skeletons of many people. There
+were a lot more clans once. They say there were so many clans
+that they lived side-by-side. Things have changed. In my own
+traveling I have seen fewer and fewer clans.
+
+        The clans don't move around very much. I make my living by
+traveling to them. I bury my needs, take my wares, and join them
+for a day. I trade what I have to trade and fix what needs
+fixing. By nightfall I must leave. That is the clan way. Usually
+I camp nearby. I like watching the clans. I have tools to watch
+them with that are better than their guards. I can spot Rovers
+many klicks away.
+
+* * *
+
+        I spend most of my time on my own. Before Dad left we stayed
+together most of the time. It was like we were a clan of two. We
+were the only clan of two I have ever seen. Dad said we were a
+family. I really don't know what that means. It's not in either
+of the lexicons. 
+
+        Dad and I would grow our own food and make our own water. Dad
+would visit the clans and trade. I would stay behind and study
+the lexicons. Sometimes we would hunt the Rovers when they got
+too close. Dad said they had their purpose, too, but not too
+close to camp. We would protect the clans from the rovers, too. 
+
+        For a long time Dad wouldn't let me visit the clans. He said
+that it was because I was small and this was the time of the
+Winding-Down. He said the clans wouldn't accept me. I don't
+remember everything he said and the lexicons don't really help
+much.
+
+* * *
+
+        There are things in Dad's lexicon that he added. He said he was
+the last one who could work on the lexicon. There are some
+things in Dad's lexicon that don't exist anymore. In the Feed
+they are Deletes. In Dad's lexicon they are Obsoletes. Dad said
+they were important because they didn't exist anymore. 
+
+        The best I can figure is that I was an Obsolete. I was a kinder
+in a time when there were no more kinder. I changed in a time
+when there was no change. I was a begat in a time when there
+were no more begats.
+
+        Dad said that there was a Golden Age when mankind tried to stop
+change. He said it didn't work and I was part of the proof. 
+
+        I'm not a kinder anymore, so I can visit the clans.
+
+* * *
+
+        There is a part of the Feed and Dad's lexicon that are almost
+exactly the same. It concerns the Mystics. It says that after
+the Golden Age comes the Winding-Down. It says that women are
+barren and men are sterile. It says that all the new souls are
+maxed-out. The Bodhis say that no more souls are becoming
+incarnate. The Xians say that Judgment is here. The Pagas say
+that Gaia seeds men no more. It goes on and on. I guess each
+clan has its own way of saying it. But it never really explains
+what it is. It just says that it is the Winding-Down and it
+doesn't sound good. Dad said that it was not strictly true. He
+never said what was strictly true.
+
+        I talked about it with some of the teachers in the clans. The
+ones that didn't show me the Feed all said something different.
+Some said the Winding-Down was a coming whimper. Some said it
+was a coming roar. Most just changed the subject and told me to
+be out by nightfall.
+
+* * *
+
+        Dad taught me studying. He taught me to study the veld. He
+taught me to study the clans. He taught me to study the
+lexicons. He studied with me. He studied me. He never told me
+what he saw. There is a section in his lexicon about me, but it
+is Access Denied. There is an attachment that is only for me. It
+says that I should travel the veld as a fixer. It says that I
+will really know myself by what I do. He said that no one should
+tell me what I am. He said that I should tell them what I am by
+being what I am. Dad spoke that way a lot.
+
+* * *
+
+        I have encountered more traveling clans. They travel, they
+said, because the Winding-Down was getting faster and faster.
+Some of the clans that didn't travel said that the Winding-Down
+was getting faster and faster because of the traveling clans.
+Sometimes when I would go back to those clans I would find that
+they had picked up and started traveling.
+
+        The traveling clans were good for business. Traveling always
+makes things break down faster. There was always a need for my
+services. I can always find ways to make something work for
+another day. 
+
+        I came to realize that I no longer had to make my rounds. I
+could travel North and South along the last of the hills. I
+would always come across a clan traveling from East to West. I
+had more work than I needed. Sometimes I would sit in the hills
+for days and watch the clans go by.
+
+        I spent a long time in the hills. It gave me a feeling of
+peace, so I kept it for a while.
+
+* * *
+
+        There came a time when out of the East there raised a cloud of
+dust so large I thought I would finally see a storm. It
+approached very slowly. I used a spy and saw that it was a group
+of people traveling in a line. It was more than a clan. It was a
+clan of clans. It was like nothing that has ever been. Instead
+of camos they traveled with their colors and flags. I moved in
+line with them and waited. Finally they circled in the valley
+and stopped. I went down to them.
+
+        The guards waved as I approached. I asked them what kind of
+clan they were. They said they were not a clan. They were the
+Caravan. Clans were joining them from far and wide. They said
+they were passing through. They asked me if I would like to come
+along.
+
+* * *
+
+        I had never seen anything like the Caravan. There was nothing
+in the lexicons. They spent everything they had on color and
+sound and movement. People were actually dancing. Hawkers sold
+food and it was very cheap. They had a converter and gave water
+away for free. I spent the rest of the first day fixing and
+mixing, in awe of their ways. These were not hoarders. These
+were not scrabblers in the veld. They were just making their way
+through. They were the Caravan.
+
+        I made three trips to the veld to bury my needs. They just
+laughed and shook their heads at me.
+
+        I was fixing things that were a delight, but were of no use.
+There were bells on wagon wheels. There were chimes on wagons.
+There were little colored windmills that turned no wheels. There
+were bellows that sounded horns.
+
+        As the evening approached, I helped to raise great tents and
+small. When the sun touched the hills I cleaned myself off and
+began gathering my things. I would not go far, I thought. I
+might follow this group a while.
+
+        I was making for the nearest cover when someone asked me if I
+would stay. I just laughed. What else could I do? But they meant
+it. They said that I could stay the night. They would be off in
+the morning and, if I wanted to, I could travel with them. I
+just shook my head no and hurried away. I dug my camp and buried
+my wares and watched them.
+
+* * *
+
+        The word Carnival was in Dad's lexicon. It seemed to be close
+to what I saw. They danced and played. There were jugglers and
+clowns and acrobats. They cooked food in the open and the smells
+drifted to my camp. They sang and chanted. It went on for hours
+and hours. They burned lights all night long that could be seen
+across the veld. When I grew tired I slept, listening to their
+music.
+
+        In the morning I helped strike the tents. When the first were
+off I stood aside. They all called me friend although I was a
+member of none of the clans. They said that clans meant nothing
+now. They were members of the Caravan. It was Winding-Down time
+and the clans were gone for them. They asked me if I would come
+along, if only for just a while. I did.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Caravan traveled and made good time. I helped when things
+needed fixing. Everyone called me friend. They said that I
+should see the Queen at the next halt and join them. Throughout
+the day I considered it. Before this my clan had been only Dad
+and me. Dad had been gone for a long time. I decided I liked the
+idea.
+
+        As on the previous day, the halt was called in the afternoon.
+The Caravan circled. The tents went up. The fires were lit. The
+music and the play began. I was sent to see the Queen.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen's tent was the largest tent of all. It was decorated
+with the colors of all the clans. Everywhere I looked there were
+the symbols of the clans and the symbols of all the workers. It
+was so fine it made my eyes water.
+
+        The Queen's consorts were all women. They brought me food and
+water and welcomed me to the Caravan. They brought me a robe of
+Caravan colors and asked me for my sign. I asked them where the
+Caravan was going. They told me it was going to the end.
+
+        "This is the Caravan," they said. "We are traveling on the
+journey of the Winding-Down and we are traveling to the end."
+
+        They coached me on the form of my formal petition to the Queen.
+They laughed and joked and said that I was the first clan of one
+to join. Finally they led me to an inner chamber of the tent
+where I was brought before the Queen.
+
+        She was a handsome woman with hair slightly touched by gray. I
+was taken by her air of knowledge and wisdom. When I looked in
+her eyes I was reminded of dad. There seemed to be a similar
+light of intelligence and humor and sadness. When I found my
+voice I introduced myself to her as her consorts had instructed
+me to.
+
+        "I have no clan," I said. "I am a helper and a fixer. I would
+be honored if you would allow me to join your Caravan. I will
+offer my services freely, and ask only that my needs be met."
+
+        It was at this point in my speech that I had been instructed to
+stop. I had been told that the Queen would nod to accept me or
+shake her head. I had been told that she never shook her head. I
+had been told that I should then bow and leave.
+
+        But I did not. Perhaps it was that she reminded me of Dad.
+Perhaps it was that the Caravan was like nothing I had ever seen
+and I wanted so badly to become a part of it. Perhaps it was the
+curious way she seemed to look into me and see more of me than
+anyone ever had. Whatever the reason, I could not contain myself
+and I continued on.
+
+        Against my Dad's wishes, I said, "I am a maker. I also can make
+things new."
+
+        I could hear a few of the consorts gasp. I looked at the shock
+on their faces as they covered their mouths and knew that I had
+made a mistake.
+
+* * *
+
+        The Queen stood from her chair and approached me. All eyes were
+upon her as she put her finger to my lips and said "Shhhh." Her
+hand smelled of sage and balsam. To the amazement of myself and
+everyone there, she took my hand and led me into her inner
+chambers.
+
+        The others were told to remain outside. She lay down on her bed
+and bid me bring a table and chair to her side. Every time I
+tried to speak she would touch my lips. She would shake her head
+with a frown, but her mouth would barely smile. She brought out
+a deck of cards with colors and pictures I'd never seen before.
+There were more than in a deck of chance, she explained.
+
+        "I fear the others may have been too eager to invite you to
+join our ranks, but we will see," she said. "These are cards of
+old. They were called future cards before the Winding-Down. Now
+they are the cards that guide us on the path to the end. I use
+them to know the way and set our course for each new day. They
+once had another use."
+
+        She extinguished the lamps and set four candles down, one on
+each corner of the table. The chamber was cool and smelled of
+anise and patchouli. Not a breeze stirred the candle flames as
+they burned.
+
+        "Come and shuffle the cards as if they were a deck of chance,"
+she said, "then cut them three times to your left."
+
+        I did as I was told.
+
+        She spread the cards on the table in a strange pattern and took
+a deep breath. She shook her head, but still smiled at me.
+
+* * *
+
+        "Here is the Queen," she said. "I've seen her many times. She
+is my card and she sits before you."
+
+        "Here is the Mage, though not  the one I've known."
+
+        When she looked at me I thought of Dad, but said nothing. I was
+in awe of her and could not interrupt her words.
+
+        "Here is the ending," she said, "fruits of the seeds our
+forebears have sown. There is nothing new here. This is the way
+we have come."
+
+        She paused as she turned the next card, then turned a few more.
+I believe her hand shook a little as she turned the last. Her
+voice had been quiet, but now came even quieter than before.
+
+        "Here is the maker, and here is the crone. Here is a girl-child
+and here a boy. Here is a birthing and here a joy. And here is a
+soul-star." She started to cry.
+
+        I tried to speak, but again she silenced me. She sat for a long
+time with her palms together in front of her face. Tears
+streamed from her eyes and she breathed in small gasps. Finally
+she blew out three of the candles and took me to her bed.
+
+* * *
+
+        First we made love with a quiet ferocity I had never known.
+Then we were tender and savored the moments that seemed like
+hours. I told her I loved her and I would travel with the
+Caravan forever. She cried then, and shook her head no.
+
+        "We don't have forever, anymore."
+
+        She sat before the single candle and spoke, looking older than
+any of the people ever looked.
+
+        "There were makers and fixers once that worked on people
+instead of things. It was decided that the people would never
+grow old, would never sicken and die. It was decided that
+children would not be born and man and woman would live simply
+with Gaia. The makers and fixers had their way and planned their
+way with Gaia, too. Everything was changed according to a grand
+plan."
+
+        "But they hadn't planned well. The Gaia cannot be fixed. Man
+cannot be made and fixed. The Winding-Down began."
+
+        "What kind of man are you, maker? How have you come here?"
+
+        I told her what Dad had told me. I told her the secret that I
+had been a kinder and I had grown. I told her of Dad's lexicon,
+the lessons he had taught me and the lessons that waited for me
+still.
+
+        She blew out the last candle, held me close, and told me to
+sleep. It was a long time before I could.
+
+* * *
+
+        In the morning I awoke to the sound of her shuffling the cards.
+When she saw I was awake she called her ladies with a little
+bell and bid them bring me food and water and clothes the colors
+of the Caravan. My heart swelled with hope, but her head shook
+no. She studied the cards while I dressed and ate.
+
+        "You cannot come with us," she sighed. "We are the Caravan of
+the Winding-Down. You must stay here in the veld and wait.
+Others will come the way we have come. These are the stragglers,
+the lost, the late."
+
+        "You will show them my sign. They will give you what you need,
+and you will help them with their needs. They will be like us
+and you will show them the way we have gone and send them along."
+
+        "But what about me?" I asked. "What of this Caravan? What about
+us?"
+
+        "This is the Winding-Down. Eventually no more will come from
+the East. But you must stay. We are not meant to travel the same
+path."
+
+        "One day someone will come from the West. Just one, or two, or
+a few. You must wait for that day. They will bring you my sign.
+Then you must make your own way."
+
+* * *
+
+        She turned from me then, and was gone. The camp was struck. I
+watched her Caravan travel out of sight as I have watched
+others. With each that has come and gone I have sent a note:
+
+
+
+                Will this be the last time, my love?
+
+                The crowds depart.
+
+                All the songs are songs of farewell.
+
+                Everyone seems to have gathered here to leave.
+
+                I am a pilgrim in this land
+
+                and there are things you have not told me;
+
+                things I should have known.
+
+
+
+        It has been a long time now. The pain that I felt on her
+leaving somehow does not hurt as much anymore. Somehow things
+seem to be as they should be. I look to the West and there is
+hope. In Dad's lexicon hope is something that hurts but feels
+good. Hope is something that grows amidst loss.
+
+        Hope is something I've added to the lexicon of the Feed.
+
+ 
+ 
+Lifeboat
+Copyright (c) 1993, Robert McKay
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                                Lifeboat 
+                            by Robert McKay
+
+
+
+     The shuttle lifted off from the surface in the midst of a
+blizzard.  The snow whirled about the black craft, nearly hiding it
+from view as the gusts whipped the heavy stuff into frozen fists.  To
+depart in such weather was not unusual; on Tush… blizzards happened as
+often as not in winter, and the Kar‡ had long ago learned to construct
+craft and train pilots to handle the stress.  Besides, battling a
+blizzard was a joy to a race that delighted in combat - against the
+weather, if nothing else.
+     As the shuttle rose, the two occupants eyed each other.  One, a
+native of Tush…, was bundled in what was for a Kar‡ heavy clothing -
+over his knee-length vest he had wrapped a heavy cloak that was just
+now beginning to lose its slowly melting shroud of snow.  Out of the
+loosened cloak a head reared, ears twitching as they searched for the
+smallest sound.  The eyebrows bristled black over deep-set eyes, the
+mouth and nose were blended into a near-muzzle, and the whole was
+clothed in a reddish hair that was very close to being fur.  The cloak
+only slightly covered the broad shoulders, and the arms which hung
+loosely across the native's knees were only a little less hairy than
+his head, with strong, big hands at the ends.  The legs were much the
+same, with the merest tips of claws showing as they gripped the wet and
+slippery floor.  The body, revealed inside the cloak and vest, was
+huge, also covered with a mat of yet thinner hair, and relaxed in a way
+the implied immense physical strength ready to be unleashed.
+     The other occupant was quite a contrast.  This was a human, his
+head covered with a crop of brown, wavy hair that touched ears and
+collar.  The hair on his hands was only about as thick as on the palms
+of his Kar‡ companion, and he was wrapped in pants, boots, shirt, and
+parka.  A pair of gloves and a woolen ski cap rested beside him.  While
+not small for a human, his six feet and 180 pounds were not impressive
+as he sat in a chair made for a race much larger, and examined the
+specimen of that race with which he happened to share the shuttle.
+     The passengers were headed for a Kar‡ vessel outbound to the Outer
+Orbit Station jointly owned and operated by the governments of the
+human Unified System and the native Tush… and the Kar‡ Worlds.  This
+station, built at immense expense by the two governments, had been
+designed to facilitate contact between them.  While the third treaty
+between the System and the Kar‡ provided for lenient customs and
+immigration policies, it was easier to funnel the traffic through one
+point than through the many that otherwise would have sprung up all
+through the Kar‡ system.  And since most of the sentient traffic was,
+thus far at least, from the System to Tush…, it made sense to establish
+the entry port in the Kar‡ solar system.
+     The human was the first to break the silence.  "Do you speak
+System?" he asked, rather nervously.
+     "I speak," was the reply, the guttural Kar‡ accent making his
+voice raspy and deep.
+     "That's good," answered the human with a nervous laugh.  "I want
+to practice my Kar‡l…, but I need to do it with someone who can correct
+me in my own language."
+     "I agree," rumbled the native, throwing his cloak back off his
+shoulders.  "You vronounce the language name wrong."  He seemed not to
+notice that his language's lack of a P rendered his own System
+pronunciation less than correct.  "You say Karkl….  Not so.  You should
+say, Kar‡l…," and on the ‡ he rasped down in his throat as if he were
+hawking to spit, prolonging the sound until the human thought the
+alien's throat would burst.
+     "I see," was the weak reply.  "I never can get that sound right.
+That and your other harsh consonant--"
+     "you mean '," and at the ' the Kar‡ produced a shorter rasp.
+     "Yes, that one.  I can never get them right.  System isn't a harsh
+language, and our throats can't take it."
+     The Kar‡ nodded.  As with all humans who had read of the
+_Jordan_'s voyage into this system, the visitor to the system wondered
+if this gesture had been copied from the battleship's crew, or had
+existed in the native culture before human contact.
+     Silence fell for a moment.  Then the Kar‡ roused himself and
+displayed his race's remarkable adaptability.  The Kar‡ were by nature
+and long experience inclined to treat any stranger as an enemy, yet
+this native conformed to human customs.
+     "I not introduce myself yet.  Kanjar Digush So*ek."
+     "I'm Rindell Wood," replied the human.  "Might I ask the meaning
+of your warrior name?"
+     "'Claw.'  But Digush old.  Today only warrior name.  Kar‡l… has
+another word for claw in talking."
+     Wood knew that some archaic words had retained their meaning, yet
+were only used for "warrior names."  The warrior name was the middle
+name taken by a Kar‡ when he had proved himself in combat.  Few adults
+were without a warrior name in a culture where the legal age was 15,
+and the only acceptable motive for suicide among the Kar‡ was failure
+to reach adulthood without being able to take such a name.
+     The speaker set in the ceiling burst forth in a spate of harsh
+Kar‡l….  Immediately afterward a human voice came over the speaker;
+since the pilot was Kar‡, Wood reasoned that the message must be
+recorded in both languages to accommodate the fairly heavy flow of
+humans to and from Tush….  Obeying the directions given, Wood and
+Digush So*ek secured their belts.  A few moments later, they felt power
+go off as the shuttle went into coast mode, and their bodies lightened
+in their seats.  Both Kar‡ and humans had developed artificial gravity,
+but few Kar‡ ships kept it on full time.  Even in a Kar‡ war ship, it
+had been learned, only the bridge and other areas with critical
+response times maintained a constant normal gravity.
+     Looking out the side window by his seat, Wood scanned for the Kar‡
+ship.  He didn't really expect to see it; like System Fleet vessels,
+Kar‡ ships of all kinds were painted a flat black that made visual
+detection difficult.  A holdover from centuries of nearly-constant war,
+this enabled even merchant ships, which were lightly armed by Kar‡
+standards, to stand a better chance of surviving an interplanetary run.
+     Wood was roused from his contemplation of the stars by his fellow
+traveler's grunt.  "Why you on Tush…?"
+     "I'm on a fact-finding tour for my company.  We manufacture
+refrigerated food storage units - reefers, they're called in the System
+- and my company wants to know if there is a market for our product on
+your world.  We don't want to put your companies out of business--"
+such an attempt could be dangerous, since the Kar‡ tended to settle
+insults with knife and fang and claw "--but if we can establish
+ourselves as a reliable source of a good product at a reasonable price,
+we'll be happy to set up shop here."
+     And now the massive Kar‡ surprised the human.  "Today no need
+'reefer,' you think?"
+     Looking back toward the planet, or where it would have been had
+not the shuttle's orientation blocked the view, Wood grinned.  "No, not
+with that blizzard going.  Days like this, you put the meat in the
+reefer to warm it up."  He went through the standard joke mechanically;
+inside, his mind was in shock over the sudden eruption of the Kar‡
+sense of humor.  Rumor had it back in the System that Ras Tanura, who
+had himself been known for a quirky turn of mind, had been equally
+surprised at how the Kar‡ could suddenly come up with a joke from
+nowhere, seemingly at odds with their fierce culture and menacing
+exterior.
+     The shuttle maneuvered, was still, then maneuvered again.  The
+speaker blared again, this time warning in the two languages that
+passengers needed to be secured for docking.  In spite of this warning,
+the actual docking was only a slight jolt, although in the zero-gee
+environment it might have sent Wood and Digush So*ek floating through
+the cabin.  The latches clanged home, another warning came - this time
+alerting passengers to the fact that the ship had its artificial
+gravity engaged, and the access hatch in the nose opened.  The control
+cabin was set in a blister on top of the hull, to facilitate passenger
+egress, which was accomplished by moving through the cabin, out through
+the nose of the shuttle, and into the ship.
+     A sign painted on the bulkhead just inside the Kar‡ ship's airlock
+in System and Kar‡l… informed boarding passengers that they were now on
+the Tush… Trading Company's cargo ship #473.  The Kar‡ never named
+their ships.  During their interminable wars they'd learned that
+regarding objects as "he" or "she" and giving them names tended to make
+them too important; while a war ship was certainly of value in space
+combat, it was detrimental to the effort if the crew were so
+emotionally attached to the vessel that they refused to abandon it when
+the situation couldn't be redeemed.  While there were few chances to
+leave a ship in space - destruction was usually simultaneous with the
+first serious breach of the shields - when the time came the Kar‡
+didn't want crews remaining behind because they couldn't persuade their
+emotions.  Dead warriors don't fight.
+     This was a small ship, used for passengers and miscellaneous
+cargo.  It was typical of the age-old "tramp" vessel, traveling from
+port to port as the cargo dictated, without a fixed route or schedule.
+A single voyage might see it delivering 20 different kinds of cargo at
+as many different ports, while the larger ships, which were too
+valuable to bother with three cases of paper, handled the bulk cargos
+of the system.  Its hull was dented, scratched, and worn from long
+service, and in the brief interval between docking and passing through
+the airlock Wood thought he'd seen repaired battle damage.  The
+corridors were, however, brightly lit in Kar‡ fashion, and while the
+whole interior was very plainly a used one, it was also clean to the
+point of being antiseptic.  The perpetual animal odor of the Kar‡
+filtered faintly through the air ducts, and assorted bangs, clangs,
+thumps, and hummings worked their way through the ship's fabric as
+cargo was loaded and stowed, gear was secured, and systems were tested.
+     Wood found his cabin with relative ease, since directions had been
+posted in System as well as Kar‡l….  In the process he became separated
+from his erstwhile traveling companion, not to his entire distress.
+He'd spent the past three months on Tush…, and by now wasn't
+immediately frightened by the sight of a Kar‡, but at the same time
+they made him uneasy.  They seemed entirely too ready to pull a knife
+or extend their claws and do physical damage, and though he hadn't seen
+a single Kar‡ in a bad temper during his visit, he also knew that the
+natives of Tush… and the Kar‡ Worlds put on their best behavior around
+humans, simply to avoid killing their allies.  Wood ruefully reflected
+that if such an attitude had prevailed during the many Kar‡ wars, there
+would have been fewer wars.
+                                 ^ ^ ^
+     Rindell Wood awoke with a loud blaring in his ears.  The sound
+must be an alarm - nothing else could possibly justify the atrocious
+noise that assaulted him.  But what alarm?
+     Wood swung his feet out of the bed and stumbled over to the status
+readout on the wall.  Unfortunately, this device did not provide System
+equivalents for the Kar‡ script that flashed on its screen.  Wood was
+beginning to think he'd been forgotten, and to wonder what he ought to
+do, when the alarm broke off and a voice began shouting in Kar‡l….  He
+waited while the phrase was repeated three times: "_Drut…*
+har'trulta‡zo!_"  Wood puzzled over the meaning of this harsh sentence,
+until a heavily accented Kar‡ voice bellowed the System translation -
+"Abandon ship!"
+     The human was galvanized into action.  He had unpacked little, and
+it was the work of a mere moment to throw on some clothing, toss the
+few articles he'd taken out back into the suitcase, and heaving the
+case off the bed dash through the door.  Glancing hurriedly both ways,
+he saw figures moving in a cross corridor to his right.  He ran that
+way, the small suitcase banging against his leg.  He skidded into the
+traffic, nearly running into a massive, one-eyed Kar‡.
+     The human gasped out one System word.  "Lifeboats!"
+     The Kar‡ seemed to consider a moment; while most members of his
+race spoke System more or less well, few actually thought in the
+language, and had to laboriously translate back and forth in
+conversation with humans.  The blunt finger pointed to Wood's left.
+"Go there.  One, two hallway, go right.  End of hallway."  The native,
+having given these remarkably clear directions, moved on his way, in
+the opposite direction from where he had steered Wood.
+     The human, wasting no time, followed the directions he'd been
+given.  At the end of the final corridor, he came up against a Kar‡
+with a very recent burn across his chest.  The ubiquitous Kar‡ vest was
+lying nearby on the floor; it was burned nearly in two, and Wood
+surmised that this member of the crew had been injured in whatever
+calamity had befallen the ship, and had been stationed here to perform
+a duty that he could do, and needed to be done.  Wood again spoke his
+word, "Lifeboats."
+     The Kar‡ nodded and pointed, the movement seeming to produce only
+slight pain.  Wood knew, however, that the small wince he had observed
+would have been a cry of agony in a human; the skin was blistered and
+cracked, and already clear fluid was seeping out.  This Kar‡ would
+quite likely die unless medical attention were soon made available, and
+no matter what was done he would be horribly scarred for the rest of
+his life.
+     As he considered these facts, Wood followed the pointing finger
+thorough an airlock.  On the far side, he found himself in a small
+craft, with two passenger seats side by side behind what was obviously
+a pilot's seat.  In front of the seat a console came to life even as
+Wood entered the craft, with two beeps and various flickerings to
+herald the introduction of power to the circuits.
+     A native was already in the pilot's seat, observing readouts and
+flicking switches as he noticed systems coming on line.  As Wood threw
+his suitcase in a compartment and fell into a seat, the native turned.
+It was Kanjar Digush So*ek.  Nodding to the breathless human, he turned
+to the controls again.  He reached to push a button, and the lifeboat
+lurched crazily.  For a moment the floor seemed almost to be a wall,
+and Wood felt as though he were falling to his left, towards the port
+bulkhead.  Then the perspective righted, but half the displays on the
+control panel were dark again.  A rumble rattled Wood's teeth, and the
+Kar‡ growled - making the human think of an angry tiger.  He muttered
+something in Kar‡l… that didn't sound pleasant, and smashed his fist
+down on a bright red panel.  The plastic shattered, revealing a broad
+flat button of the same vivid red.  Again the fist smashed down, and
+the lifeboat jerked forward, the gravity again taking a beating.  A
+hatch at the end of what was clearly a launching bay blew off - Wood
+noted with concern that it didn't open - and the lifeboat sped out into
+the vacuum on the breast of an enormous exhalation of frozen
+atmosphere.
+     Wood rose from his seat as the motion steadied.  He noticed for
+the first time that the hatch through which he'd come was closed and
+sealed; apparently it had done so when Digush So*ek had hit the
+emergency launch button.  Wood was just opening his mouth when a great
+flare of white light burst upon the small vessel.  Although the
+lifeboat possessed windows only in its bow, and although those windows
+were facing away from the explosion, the brilliant glare still made him
+blink several times to clear his vision again.
+     The human moved closer to the half-dead control panel.  "What was
+that?" he asked.
+     "Anti-matter explosion," growled the Kar‡.
+     "I guess we're lucky we got away when we did," returned Wood,
+literally loosening with relief.
+     "Not really.  Controls dead.  Can't maneuver lifeboat.  And
+present course far away from planets or trade routes."
+                                 ^ ^ ^
+     Rindell Wood was totally unprepared for the situation he now
+faced.  In all his life he'd never had to deal with ships blowing up
+very nearly around him, or the necessity of survival in a lifeboat so
+damaged by the death spasms of its mother ship that it was
+unmaneuverable and heading away from where it needed to be.
+Nevertheless he maintained at least the facade of calm.
+     "What happened to the ship?" he asked, after sitting rather
+abruptly upon hearing the unwelcome news of his predicament.
+     "Don't know for sure.  I just passenger.  But something made
+matter and antimatter bunkers lose integrity.  After that - no hope for
+ship."  The Kar‡ was still running through a checklist - at least it
+appeared to be such - trying out one system after another, ascertaining
+just what did and did not function aboard the lifeboat.  He did not
+slacken his activity for Wood's questions.
+     "So what do we do now?" continued the human, a little fright
+creeping into his voice now.
+     "We do everything we can," growled the Kar‡.  Under his breath he
+muttered, "_Muvat_," which Wood recognized as the native word for
+"idiot."
+     Stung by the insult to his intelligence, and provoked beyond his
+normal respect for Kar‡ power and ferocity, Wood rose and shrieked at
+Digush So*ek.  "What gives you the right to call me an idiot?"
+     Now the tigerish Kar‡ stopped his work, half turning in his seat.
+Even seated, his head was on a level with Wood's; not only were Kar‡
+taller than humans, but their seats were higher to accommodate their
+great size.  "I call you truth, _vurm…stha_."  This was merely the
+generic word for alien, which had gained a specific use in referring to
+humans.  "Anyone with brain understand we have to do everything we
+can."
+     The shaking human came to a screeching mental halt.  It was true
+that all efforts toward attracting rescue or, if possible, turning
+toward help, had to be made.  And it was also true that antagonizing
+this big native could result in fewer to be rescued when and if the
+time came.
+     Sitting back down, Wood collected his thoughts, which were
+becoming increasingly chaotic as the shock of the ship's sudden
+destruction wore off and the impact became correspondingly more vivid.
+He spoke again, shakily this time.  "You'll have to forgive me, Digush
+So*ek.  We humans often react irrationally in the first moments of
+reaction after intense excitement.  And I've never gone through
+anything like this before."
+     The Kar‡ grunted, once again flipping switches and pushing
+buttons.  Wood watched in fascination as the massive hands punched and
+flicked with surprising precision.  He noted that on occasion, to make
+it easier to hit the right switch or button with a wide, blunt finger,
+a claw would emerge partway and the needle-point would make the actual
+contact.  Looking at a test panel on the bulkhead to his left, Wood saw
+the pinprick marks left by other claws used in just such a fashion.
+     Finally Digush So*ek cleared his screen, the lines of Kar‡ script,
+which reminded Wood of native American petroglyphs in some ways,
+disappearing and the screen going to a faintly glowing orange.  The
+Kar‡ swiveled his seat around, staring at the human.
+     Wood cleared his throat.  "What's our situation?"
+     "Unh."  Digush So*ek sat a moment longer, his eyes withdrawn,
+apparently considering.  "Main power good.  Life support good.  Food
+supply good.  Maneuvering power 50 percent, maneuvering hardware
+completely destroyed.  Emergency beacon damaged, power 63 percent.  Not
+good."
+     "What can we do?" asked Wood, his new-found calm withering under
+this blunt recital.
+     "I don't know," rumbled the other.
+     "You don't know!"  Wood's calm was gone again.  He rose from his
+seat, although he took care to make no threatening moves toward the
+Kar‡.  "You're supposed to know how to run this boat!  You're the
+native here!  You're supposed to know what to do!"
+     Digush So*ek shook his head, puzzled.  "I will do everything I
+can.  This is combat, human.  You don't think I give up, do you?"
+     Wood stopped in mid-breath.  No, he didn't think the Kar‡ would
+give up.  He'd never even heard of a Kar‡ willingly surrendering; whole
+formations had been slaughtered in Kar‡ wars rather than surrender, and
+on an individual basis the natives were equally tenacious.  Again
+forcing calm, he said, "No, I guess not.  But I'm lost here.  I've got
+to depend on you for my own survival.  And to hear that you don't know
+what to do isn't exactly reassuring."
+     "Not meant to be," the Kar‡ ground out in disgust.  "I tell
+truth.  If you don't like truth, I can't help it.  I don't like truth
+either, but I don't hide it."
+     "All right," said Wood, throwing up his hands.  "Enough with the
+lecture already.  What can we start trying to do?"
+     "We try to repair maneuvering hardware."
+     "But you just said it's been destroyed."
+     "I know what I said," Digush So*ek roared.  "I no need lesson from
+you!  _Nuf vurm…sthadul sejtar'lo‡ har'vr•kela‡ vrel mirtest!_"
+     Wood couldn't translate the last sentence; he knew only that it
+was a question, from the interrogatory _nuf_ began it; that it had
+something to do with humans, for he recognized the word _vurm…stha_
+with the plural suffix -_dul_ attached; and that it was not a pleased
+question, for the tone was clearly exasperated.  As with all questions
+in Kar‡l…, it would have sounded like any other exclamation without the
+interrogatory that invariably introduced queries.  With these
+ruminations in his head, Wood retreated to his seat again, determined
+to keep out of the way of the Kar‡.  His attempts to carry on a
+conversation were only maddening the native, and given Digush So*ek's
+size, strength, and quick temper, the human didn't care to get involved
+in a slugging match.  Although the Kar‡ rarely punched - why use a
+fist, when claws were so much more damaging?
+     As Wood watched, the native left the control console and stomped
+toward the rear of the lifeboat.  Kneeling near the rear bulkhead, he
+snatched at two rings lying in recesses in the deck.  Jerking on the
+rings, he lifted a plate from the deck and slung it, crashing, to lean
+against the wall.  He reached out with his left hand and smacked a
+control on the rear wall - light sprang up from the opening disclosed
+by the removal of the deck plate.  Whirling on his knees, Digush So*ek
+inserted his feet in the opening and flung himself down.  He
+disappeared from sight with a resounding thump of heavy feet on another
+deck below.
+     Wood, curious, padded toward the hole in the deck.  Looking down,
+he saw a typical equipment room - no esthetic concessions, but a lot of
+controls packed into a little space.  There was a ladder leading down
+to the lower deck, designed for the longer Kar‡ legs.  Negotiating it
+with some difficulty, Wood descended; he suddenly preferred the company
+of an angry Kar‡ to being alone in the main cabin.
+     Here in the equipment space the air was chill; the environmental
+controls compensated for the heat produced by electric components and
+abhorred by computer equipment.  The lighting was bare fluorescent.
+Unadorned metal abounded, studded with switches, dials, panels, and
+what appeared to be black box modules.  Digush So*ek was working in the
+forward part of the space, a subdued growling testifying to the fact
+that his temper was still up.
+     Wood advanced cautiously.  He knew the Kar‡ could hear him with
+ease - indeed, had probably followed his progress across the floor
+above and down the hatch.  But he figured that if he took it easy, he
+might be able to at least see what was happening without further
+arousing the ferocious native.
+     As Wood got to where he could look over Digush So*ek's shoulder,
+the Kar‡ slammed down a tool and grabbed hold of some sort of black
+box.  His massive right shoulder bunched, and he ripped the box out by
+main strength and flung it against the wall.  The box shattered as it
+hit, plastic shards spraying around and barely missing the two forms at
+the forward bulkhead.  Still unappeased, the Kar‡'s bare hands fastened
+on a metal edge and the native heaved back.  With a faint screech of
+metal, the flange straightened, the steel bending as if it had been
+handled by machine.  Moving with incredible swiftness, the Kar‡
+snatched open a cabinet door, jerked another, newer, black box out, and
+rammed it home in the offending slot, the corrected flange giving no
+further trouble.  Wood had heard of the extraordinary strength and
+speed of a Kar‡ in an adrenaline-fueled rage, and had doubted the
+veracity of the reporters.  Now he was prepared to credit anything.
+     Digush So*ek's hand smashed down near Wood's feet, the fingers
+closing around the tool he had hurled away moments before.  Thrusting
+it at the new black box, he performed some sort of operation that to
+the human resembled a cross between tightening screws and chiseling
+metal.  Whatever the work being done, it took only a few seconds, and
+then the Kar‡ punched a button.
+     Above the black box, a light glowed green - bad in this case,
+since Kar‡ culture used green for "no go" and white for "go."  The
+native, enraged beyond all previous anger, cocked his hand, claws
+extended and fingers rigidly arched, at the offending panel.  But he
+did not strike, instead forcing his fist closed and, with a quick rise
+and turn, smashing it into the starboard bulkhead.  The wall boomed,
+and incredibly a dent appeared where the Kar‡'s hairy hand struck.
+     As with humans, the pain appeared to clear Digush So*ek's head.
+He flexed his hand, seeming to find no serious damage from what would
+have shattered a human fist, and glared at Wood with less anger than
+had been the case just moments before.  He had not recovered from his
+emotional turmoil enough, however, to remember to speak in System; what
+he said was, "_*u mirtest sutak har'zŠtale‡i kla‡ har'yult…rnati_."
+Seeing Wood's blank look, the native shook his head, and spoke again.
+"This stupid thing no work."
+     "What is it?" Wood asked cautiously.
+     "Guidance module for maneuvering hardware.  Module no work."
+     "Why not?"
+     "Don't know.  Even if hardware completely destroyed, module should
+work."
+     "Maybe," suggested Wood, "something's wrong with the wiring that
+connects the module with the engines."
+     "Unh."  The Kar‡ thought for a moment.  "I no can fix electric
+problem.  I not electrician.  Maybe problem in hardware."  He turned,
+brushing past Wood to the port bulkhead.  As he reached it he snarled
+in what sounded like frustration, and returning to his scattered tools,
+snatched one from the floor.  Back at the bulkhead, he applied the tool
+to the four corners of a cover plate, and when the fastenings were
+loosened jerked the cover off and let it clang to the floor.
+     Wood came up behind the Kar‡, and peering under instead of over
+the great shoulder, watched at the massive hands poked at buttons and
+the slitted eyes studied readouts.  Several lights were white, but none
+of them were connected in any obvious way with the buttons Digush So*ek
+was working.  A growl rose from the Kar‡'s throat, and he slammed his
+palm into the wall beside the uncovered panel.
+     Wood backed off to what seemed a safer distance.  "What's the
+matter?" he asked, without confidence in the native's ability to come
+up with a pleasing answer.
+     "All connections to engines from here severed.  Only way to access
+them is by hand."
+     "And how can you do that?"
+     "Go outside, open hull inspection plate, work from there."
+     "And . . .?"
+     "No vacuum suit."
+     Wood was stunned.  Surely, he thought, a race as used to war as
+the Kar‡ would know how to prepare for emergencies.  He couldn't
+believe that there were no pressure suits on the lifeboat.
+     The Kar‡ turned and looked at his companion, a fierce glow dying
+out in his eyes.  "Usually suits available in lifeboat.  But not this
+one.  I see maintenance crew doing checklist on suits last night.  Not
+yet replaced when ship destroyed."
+     The human stepped to a wall and leaned against it, stunned.  As
+the impact of this news penetrated, Wood's legs weakened, and he sank
+to the floor.  The cold steel penetrated his pants, but he didn't
+notice.  All he could think of was the fact that he was stuck on a
+damaged lifeboat with an angry, seven-foot tall approximation of a
+tiger turned sentient, and without any way of performing the necessary
+work to see if the boat could even be repaired.
+     Wood was dimly aware of Digush So*ek striding past and climbing
+lithely up the ladder.  He sat for minutes - he didn't know exactly how
+many - surrendered to despair.  He could see no way out.  Even if he
+had possessed the necessary engineering skills, he could never work in
+a suit designed for the Kar‡, and there were no suits anyway.  The only
+question was whether the two unwilling companions would die of
+starvation first, or asphyxiation as the life support system lost its
+ability to reclaim oxygen.
+     Finally Wood rose from the floor.  Looking around rather blankly,
+he recollected that Digush So*ek had returned to the cabin.  Shuffling
+to the ladder, the human worked his way slowly up the widely spaced
+rungs and onto the carpeted main deck.  The warmer air recalled him a
+little more to reality, and he stood with a semblance of his usual
+vigor.
+     The Kar‡ was seated in the pilot's seat, forearms resting on the
+darkened control panel and eyes staring out at the stars.  The system's
+sun was somewhere behind them - Wood didn't know exactly where - and
+with its glare blocked out by the hull of the lifeboat the stars looked
+like diamond chips spangled on the darkest velvet.  Red, blue, yellow,
+white - even one green star were visible.  The colors were undimmed and
+the sharpness was unsoftened by atmosphere.
+     Wood flopped into his seat, muscles slack with letdown.  Any fear
+of Digush So*ek was drained from him, driven out by the greater fear of
+death, and the despair of life that followed that.  He thought that
+even if the Kar‡ killed him, it wouldn't be a thing to worry about;
+death would come one way or another no matter what.
+     Digush So*ek turned, his ears pricked.  Wood apathetically
+remembered that this was a sign of interest among the Kar‡.  "I have
+idea," declared the native, rising from his seat.  Wood watched as he
+strode to the open hatch and dropped down into it again.
+     The human turned his gaze to the stars again.  There was no
+apparent motion; the lifeboat was on a steady course, and at sublight
+speeds it took generations for any appreciable change in the stars'
+positions to occur.  Wood was no philosopher, but he dimly recognized
+that the stars, in their permanence, would be there unchanged long
+after he was gone, and was made uneasy by the realization.
+     Rising from his seat, Wood walked slowly to the hatch.  Listening,
+he heard the bangings and scrapings of a Kar‡ at work.  And then he
+heard a sound he couldn't place at first, and then couldn't understand
+- the noise of a power saw cutting metal.
+     Scrambling down the ladder, Wood saw the Kar‡ on his knees, the
+portable tool grasped in his hands.  He was cutting through the
+deckplates, for what reason the human couldn't fathom.  The blade
+screeked through the steel of the deck, metal dust and sparks flying.
+Although the sparks landed in Digush So*ek's fur as often as not, he
+seemed not to notice, and no fire broke out.
+     Finally a square about four feet each way was nearly severed.
+Digush So*ek tossed the saw against the wall and grabbed a metal bar.
+Inserting the bar in the aperture made by the saw, he pried the flap of
+deck up a few inches, enough to get his hands under it.  Wrapping his
+palms in some sort of stiff cloth for protection, the Kar‡ stood on the
+attached side of the metal, bent down and grabbed the other edge, and
+heaved.  The steel resisted at first, then came up with a scream of
+bending metal.
+     After a moment the newly-formed lid was bent back almost to the
+deck.  Digush So*ek knelt down again, his eyes glittering with the new
+rush of adrenaline the activity was providing.  Wood, for lack of
+anything better to do, wandered over and stood looking down into the
+space revealed by the lifted flap.
+     The space was crammed with gear the human couldn't even guess at
+the purpose of.  Perhaps an engineer could have figured out what that
+item resembling a discus did, or why three black wires emanated from an
+assembly that looked like an angel food cake pan, but he hadn't a clue.
+The Kar‡, on the other hand, appeared to have some inkling of what he
+was doing, for he poked and prodded at various bits of equipment,
+wiggling wires and in one case smacking a cubical metal casing with the
+edge of his hand.
+     Wood cleared his throat.  "What are you doing?" he asked, without
+a whole lot of real interest.
+     "I can't get to inspection hatch.  So I make hole in deck and try
+this way.  But I don't know if I can reach proper things from here."
+     "So we're still stuck here."  The prospect, having already
+terrified Wood beyond fear, didn't seem to affect him further.
+     "Yes," ground out the native, his frustration rising quickly to
+the surface again.  He slammed his fist against the same piece of
+equipment he'd already struck once, and it shifted out of position a
+bit.
+     Wood got down on his own knees and peered into the cramped space.
+"It looks like maybe I could crawl around in there," he muttered
+without any real anticipation of doing so.
+     "Unh."  Digush So*ek seemed to like that noncommittal sound.  He
+lay prone, sending his eyes around the space.  "Pretty small."
+     "Yeah," replied the human, his faint interest fading already.
+"Well, we tried," he added, rising.
+     The Kar‡ rose quickly beside him.  "This is chance to try again."
+     Wood didn't get it.  "But  we already tried.  We can't fix the
+engines."
+     "No," growled Digush So*ek.  "You say you maybe fit inside.  We
+try again."
+     "Look," burst out the human, his frustration, fear, apathy, and
+shock suddenly combining into one irrational burst of anger, "we're
+stuck!  We're going to die out here!  There just isn't anything we can
+do, don't you see that?"
+     "We try again," stubbornly repeated the Kar‡.
+     "No!" shouted Wood.  "_You_ can try it, but I won't, and _we_
+won't!" Digush So*ek rose to his feet, Wood following him.  "We try
+again, vurm…stha.  You don't like it, I don't care.  But we try again."
+     "No!" screamed the human, despair rendering him incapable of
+coherent thought or speech.  He bunched his fist and swung at the Kar‡,
+and Digush So*ek, taken completely by surprise, was unable to block the
+blow.  His reaction was quick, however; he swung a backhanded blow that
+sent Wood flying the length of the chill compartment to smack into the
+rear bulkhead.
+     Wood lay glassy-eyed on the floor.  The Kar‡ advanced on the balls
+of his feet, the extended claws clicking and scraping on the metal
+deck.  His fingers were hooked, and the wicked talons were fully
+exposed.  Wood, faintly terrified at this approaching fiend, scrambled
+to his feet up the ladder, which he had just missed in his involuntary
+flight.  He fled to the farthest point from the open hatch, and fell
+shaking into the pilot's seat.
+     Digush So*ek emerged from the hatch a moment later.  But his eyes
+didn't blaze with their former fire, and as he clambered to the main
+deck and walked forward Wood could see that the Kar‡'s claws were once
+again retracted.  He seemed bewildered as he asked, "_Nuf sejvr•kela‡
+le‡ vurm…sthadul roge* grati‡lodul_."
+     Again Wood only recognized the sentence as a question because of
+the interrogatory _nuf_ which introduced it; Kar‡l… inflection didn't
+help in telling questions from statements.  He stared blankly at Digush
+So*ek, and the native realized that once again he'd spoken without
+thinking in his mother tongue.
+     "Are all humans such cowards?" the Kar‡ asked again, this time in
+System.
+     "Cowards?" repeated Wood.
+     "Yes."  The Kar‡ sat in the chair that Wood had been using.  "You
+give up easy."
+     "It's not cowardice to recognize the hopelessness of a situation.
+It's just common sense.  When you're beaten, why keep on fighting?"
+     "I not beaten," declared the Kar‡, his fangs showing.  "I not
+beaten until I dead."
+     "But that's just it," responded the human.  "We are dead, our
+bodies just don't know enough to quit working.  There's no way we can
+survive without food and water, and this lifeboat is too badly damaged
+to get us to safety."
+     "That's why I want to fix lifeboat," said Digush So*ek.  "If we
+fix, maybe we make to safety."
+     "Don't you get it?" asked Wood, his earlier anger fizzled out in
+the depression that was more strongly than ever claiming him.  "We
+can't fix the thing.  It's worthless.  We're stuck out here.  We can't
+get at the hardware to perform the necessary repairs, and anyway you
+said earlier that they're beyond fixing."
+     "Instruments say that.  I try anyway.  Maybe I find way to fix."
+     "Are you an engineer?" Wood asked.
+     "No.  I warrior.  I fight."
+     "Then you can't fix the engines.  You've tinkered around and
+you've tried this and that, and I respect your guts and ingenuity.  But
+you can't fix the engines.  You might as well accept that."
+     Digush So*ek shook his head.  "I accept my responsibility to
+fight."
+     "Fight?" asked Wood.  "But why?  What is there to gain?"
+     "Don't know all.  But some I know.  One thing, I don't fight, I
+coward.  I run away from challenge, I give up, I no have courage.
+Another thing, I fight, maybe I fix engines after all; for sure, I
+don't fight, I no fix engines.  Another thing, I fight, maybe I find
+way to prolong survival.  And if we live long enough, maybe rescue ship
+find us.  And last thing, I fight, I know I do my best, no matter what
+happens.  But I don't fight, I quit without doing my best."
+     Wood shook his own head.  He'd seen from the outside the
+differences between human culture and Kar‡ ways, but this gave him, for
+the first time, some sort of real understanding.  He, as a human,
+reacted with a mixture of irrational emotionalism and quite logical
+fatalism.  He first panicked, inside at least even if he didn't show it
+outwardly, and then, when the adrenaline rush of the terror had
+subsided, resigned himself to the fate that was made inevitable by his
+inability to do anything about his situation.
+     But the Kar‡ refused to give in to either panic or despair.  If
+Digush So*ek felt any fear, it didn't show.  He grew angry at each new
+frustration - angry enough to destroy offending components, dent a
+steel bulkhead with his fist, and smack Wood across the room with a
+rather indifferent backhand.  His temper warmed and cooled by turns,
+but anger was the only emotional reaction he displayed; fear and
+resignation were foreign to his nature.
+     Fired by this realization, Wood began to rethink his decision to
+surrender to hopelessness.  So what if they died anyway?  Why not do
+doing something useful?  What did death mean, if it came to an
+apathetic lump whimpering in a corner?  Surely for his death to have
+meaning, it must come when he was striving with all his strength to
+stave it off.
+     The human raised his head and look at his alien companion.  "Okay,
+let's try.  It can't hurt, after all, and like I said, I just may be
+able to crawl around down there."
+     Digush So*ek nodded sharply and rose from his seat.  Wood stood
+and followed the Kar‡ down the ladder and across the cold deck to the
+crude hatch.  As they stood by the opening in the steel plating, Digush
+So*ek thought aloud, as much for Wood's benefit as for his own.  I say
+before, maneuvering hardware destroyed.  We no can replace all; no have
+components, and some is outside hull.  But maybe we can replace some
+important components, and repair some others.
+     "We have to do this way.  First, you go down hole.  Then I hand
+down things you probably need.  Then you move toward hardware area,
+taking tools and parts with you.  Not easy, but only way."
+     "Yes."  Wood was musing.  "Is all the stuff I'll have to work on
+in the same place?"
+     "Yes, mostly.  We do that first.  If we can fix, then we go to
+two, three other things.  If no can fix, no use trying other things."
+     "True."  Wood found a clear spot on the deck of the equipment
+space and dropped through the hole.  Standing now on what was actually
+the skin of the vessel - though well insulated and very strong - Wood
+found the actual deck hit him just below the waist.  Careful to avoid
+the sharp, jagged edges of the hole, he crouched, then lay on his side
+in the equipment space.  He could see that while thee was plenty of
+distance between what would soon become his floor and ceiling, much of
+the space was crammed with equipment and conduits that filled the space
+with blockages and created narrow holes.  It would be difficult to get
+anywhere without having to haul anything with him.
+     Looking up, Wood saw that Digush So*ek had already created a
+small pile of gear by the edge of the hole.  Reaching up a hand as he
+lay on his side, Wood began transferring the pile down to his level.
+The tool box was heavy; the Kar‡, with their more powerful muscles, had
+never worried much about the weight of their tools, which tended to be
+made of solid steel.
+                                 ^ ^ ^
+     After two hours crammed into the confined space, Wood was a mass
+of aches and cramps.  As he worked the screws out of the brackets that
+held a burned out module to the deck, his hand shook with fatigue and
+his legs quivered in pain.  Only the knowledge of death in space kept
+him in the cramped equipment space; that, and the realization that he
+might not be able to get out in his condition before his conscience
+drove him back to work.
+     The last screw finally came out, and the module slid easily out of
+its slot.  The replacement slid in just as easily, and Wood began the
+torturous task of replacing the screws.  He didn't try to make them as
+tight as he had found them; the goal just now was a jury-rigged repair,
+not professional quality work.  If everything worked, thee wouldn't be
+time enough for loose screws to be a problem, and if they did cause
+trouble, he could retighten them later.
+     With the screws in place, Wood looked down at his pile, only to
+find that there was nothing in it but tools and ruined and replaced
+parts.  He gazed dumbly at the mess for a moment, unable to grasp the
+meaning.  Then, raising his voice to carry up through the hole in the
+deck above, he shouted, "Try the engines!"
+     Without waiting for an acknowledgment, he began working himself
+around to crawl back out.  It was difficult, for the space had never
+been meant for occupancy, but he made it.  Shoving the toolbox ahead of
+him, he began his painful progress toward the make-shift hatch.
+Crawling over boxes that held electrical components, squeezing through
+gaps between equipment or holes where conduits met, he scraped more
+skin and broke out into a fresh sweat, in spite of the chill air that
+poured down from above.  It took him 15 minutes to reach the hole and
+pull himself into a sitting position.
+     He glanced toward the ladder at the rear of the space.  Digush
+So*ek stood there, his fangs bared in the wide, fearsome Kar‡ smile.
+Wood felt his pulse quicken.  "You're not smiling because I failed."
+     "No.  Not perfect, but we can move.  I turn around already.  We
+headed for Tush….  Soon we be in shipping lanes.  Even if maneuvering
+hardware fails again, we no die.  Soon ship will find us."
+
+ 
+ 
+A Chance Meeting in the Park
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    A Chance Meeting in the Park
+                           by Joe DeRouen
+
+
+
+
+     Sam fed the pigeons every day, without fail. Today was no
+exception. The sun shone down through the trees in accompaniment to the
+warm gentle breeze of summer, but all Sam noticed were the pigeons.
+     A large stone dolphin spat water into the sky, some of it splashing
+out of the fountain onto the grass surrounding it. None of it mattered
+to Sam. He continued to feed the birds, the world around him but a
+foggy, meaningless haze.
+     At least until SHE came into view. She sat on the park bench across
+from Sam, reading Newsweek magazine. She crossed her long legs and Sam
+could almost hear the rustle of silk underthings. Her tight red dress
+clung to her like a hungry pigeon to popcorn, and her long, delicate red
+hair brushed across her face in the wind. Cool eyes of blue gazed out,
+taking in her surroundings. She couldn't be a day over thirty. Her skin
+was a light creamy peach, unblemished by the ravages of the world.
+A moment later, her surveillance finished, she went back to the magazine.
+
+     Sam was forty. He'd been married once, but his wife had left him
+some ten years earlier. He'd been BORING, she said. She'd wanted
+adventure, and Sam couldn't give her that. Good old Sam, she'd said. 
+Good old Sam was good for sitting around the house, going to church on
+Sundays, taking in a movie now and then. She'd wanted something more, so
+she'd left. 
+     He'd dated sporadically since then, though no one ever really
+piqued his interest. He'd had his career, and that was that. He'd been
+at Miller Accounting firm for nearly twenty years, and had managed to
+rise to assistant manager. He didn't need a woman.
+     Didn't need a woman? Who was he trying to fool? He'd managed to
+fool himself for years, but deep inside he knew he didn't want to be
+alone.  
+
+     She turned her head away from the magazine, laughing as a pigeon
+pecked Sam's grey loafers as if to say "Hey, we're hungry!" Politely
+ignoring the moment's indiscretion, she went back to her magazine.
+
+     Sam tossed a bit of seed to the pigeon, enough to get it to give up
+it's assault on his feet. Sam's hair was turning grey, almost matching
+his loafers. He was getting old. He really wasn't happy at Miller
+Accounting, but what else did he have? He didn't have a wife, and he
+probably never would. Certainly no one would ever go out with HIM.
+Definitely no one like the lady in the red dress across from him. He
+couldn't help his gaze as it wandered to her, caressing her form like
+the gentle rays of the sun touching the morning dew. 
+
+     He could imagine how she saw him: old, out of shape, short brown
+hair starting to grey, his lusterless blue eyes paling in comparison to
+her own. Why, she probably wouldn't have noticed him at all were it not
+for that hungry pigeon.
+     If he asked her out (now THERE was a laugh!) he'd get turned down
+flat. He imagined it would go something like this . . . 
+
+
+     "Er . . . excuse me, ma'am. I couldn't help noticing you, and . . ."
+     "Yes?"
+     "Er.. It's awfully nice weather we're having today, isn't it?" Sam
+shuffled his feet, feeling more nervous than he had in years.
+     "I suppose it is. Did you need something, mister?" The woman in red
+asked, looking annoyed.
+     "Well, as a matter of fact yes. Do you come here often? I've been 
+in this park every day for over ten years, and I've never seen 
+you here before."
+     "Look, mister - If you need something, ask it. I'm on my lunch
+break, and I haven't got long. I have to be back to the office in about
+fifteen minutes, and I really want to get a start on this new Dean
+Koontz novel. Do you need something or not?" She gazed cooly up at him,
+icy eyes with a hint of danger.
+     "Well . . . Would you like to go out sometime?" He asked in a rush,
+the words coming out between ragged breaths.
+     "With YOU?" The woman laughed, then turned her attention to her
+novel. 
+
+
+     And that's where the fantasy ended. At that point, she'd laugh,
+rise to her feet, and stalk out of his life forever.
+     If there was even a chance she'd say yes, he might do it. Might
+actually ask her out. There wasn't a point to doing something that would
+only cause you heartache, was there?
+
+     His thoughts were interrupted by her movements. She folded the
+Newsweek magazine into her purse, stretching languidly across the green
+metal park bench. Soaking in the sun's warm breath, she sighed, smiling
+up to the sky. Reaching in her purse, she pulled a shiny-covered
+paperback book out. Dean Koontz's TWILIGHT'S LAST GLEAMING.
+
+     Sam's mouth dropped in shock. He couldn't be psychic, could he? He
+didn't believe in that sort of thing. She must have had the book out
+before, and his subconscious had picked up on it and used it in his
+fantasy. Makes sense.  
+     He was spending far more time than he should thinking about this
+woman. He'd have to get back to the office soon himself, and why ponder
+over what you can't have? Besides, even if she DID agree to go out with
+him - and that would never happen - he'd find some way to bungle it up.
+His thoughts seemed to lose focus, as he fantasized about how his dream 
+date might go . . . 
+
+
+      "I'm glad you agreed to go out with me, Kelly. I've been going to
+this restaurant for years, and they serve the best pasta I've ever
+eaten."
+      "I'll do anything once, I suppose." Kelly yawned, surveying the
+restaurant. It was dimly lit, and looked as if it hadn't changed in the
+last ten years. She instantly hated the place.
+      "Umm . . . Well, would you like to order now?"
+      "We might as well. I have to wash my hair tonight, so let's order
+something quick."
+      "The linguini in red clam sauce is really great!" Intoned Sam, with
+an exuberance he didn't feel. This wasn't going at all well.
+      "Well . . . Great. I'll have that, then."
+      "Would you like some wine? This red wine is delicious." Maybe this
+was going somewhere after all. Maybe the wine would relax her. He tried
+to steady his shaking hands as he began to fill her glass.
+      "Sure, I'd love some . . ." She smiled for the first time at Sam.
+      The wine sloshed over the edge of the glass as Sam's attention
+wavered to her smile. 
+      "Oops!" He yelled, loud enough to draw the attention of half the
+room. "Let me . . ." Reaching for a napkin, he managed to knock the full
+glass of red wine into her lap.
+      "Eeek!" She screamed, leaping to her feet. "All over my new silk 
+dress! dammit, I KNEW I shouldn't have come!"
+
+
+      Yes, he'd bungle it up for sure. There was no doubt in his mind.
+He hadn't been on a date in longer than he could remember. Why, he'd
+probably forgotten how! If it wasn't the wine, he'd say something wrong
+or forget to hold her chair for her, or something. 
+      
+      The rest of the world lost to the novel, her eyes danced through
+the pages as Sam's eyes once again fell upon hers. She shifted in the
+bench, as if sensing her admirer's gaze. Her black leather purse tumbled 
+from her lap to the ground below, revealing gold-embossed initials: KM.
+In one swift motion, the purse was recovered and she was once again
+buried in Koontz's prose.
+
+      Sam's eyes popped out of his head. KM? Her name was Kelly in his
+fantasy. He couldn't have seen the purse; the initials had been facing
+away from him. He shook himself, as if to force some sense back into his
+tired frame. His imagination was working overtime. He must have seen the
+purse after all, or just had a lucky guess. Besides, even if he WAS
+blessed with a premonition of some sort, what did it matter? The
+premonition was bad. His fantasies ended up with him wearing a liberal
+amount of egg on his face. What good was that?
+
+      She placed the book face down on the bench, then rose to her
+feet. Stretching, her form pushed fully against the confines of her
+dress. Her black pumps showed off her well-developed calf muscles, as
+she smiled into the distance. Taking a deep breath, she found the bench
+again and went back to her book.
+
+      Sam's eyes caressed her body longingly. She was the most
+beautiful woman he'd ever seen, even more so than his ex-wife.  
+Almost imperceptibly, his surroundings once again seemed to fall away 
+and his mind was elsewhere . . . 
+
+
+       "Kelly, will you marry me?" 
+       "Sam . . ." She looked away from his eyes, focusing on a point
+beyond him.
+       They'd been dating for two years. He'd asked her out and she'd
+actually gone, and, even more amazing, enjoyed herself. They'd continued
+to date off and on, never committing, but growing closer.
+       "Kelly, I love you."
+       "You know, that's the first time you've said that."
+       "Well, I DO. I've loved you since I first saw you. You are my
+heart." He started to cry, swept away by the emotions he felt inside
+him.
+       "Why did you take so long to tell me?" She found his eyes,
+reaching out to touch his cheek. "I knew you cared for me. Dating anyone
+this long has to mean something. But you've only kissed me a handful of
+times. You've never come into my house. You've never made love to me."
+       "Kelly!" Sam blurted, looking away. "I've wanted to, lord knows
+I've wanted to. Kelly, I've been so scared. I didn't want to scare you
+off. I didn't want to lose you like I lost Sara . . ."
+       "I'm not her! I'm me, dammit! Never once have you held me, never
+once have you taken me away for the weekend. Two years, Sam! I kept
+waiting for you to do something - anything! - but you wouldn't."
+       "I was scared!" His tears fell freely now. "You're so beautiful. I
+wanted you so much, I was afraid I'd lose you. That day I met you in the
+park, I was terrified to ask you out. I managed to do that, somehow, but
+I've been scared ever since. It took me so long to find you, I didn't
+want to lose you." 
+       "Sam . . ." Tears came to her eyes. "Sam, if you'd only said
+something sooner. All this time . . . I've loved you, I've wanted you to
+love me. You wouldn't even commit to dating exclusive."
+       "I haven't dated anyone." He said stiffly. "I've never looked at
+another woman since I met you. I haven't wanted to."
+       "Why didn't you SAY something, Sam?"
+       "Kelly . . . If you don't want to marry me, we can wait. We'll
+take it slow . . ."
+       "Sam, there's someone else. I didn't want to wait! He asked me to
+marry him. Yes, Sam, he ASKED. And I accepted! That's why I asked you to
+meet me here. To tell you."
+       He felt as though his heart had just died. "It's Gary, from your
+office. Isn't it? I knew he had his eye on you . . ."
+
+       The world seemed to snap back in place, and Sam was on the park
+bench again, pigeons all around him. The fountain was pumping water into
+the air, creating little rainbows in the sun. Kelly - No, he reminded
+himself, the woman in red - was still reading. His thoughts were his own
+again.
+       "Kelly!" Shouted a thirtysomething man in a grey pinstriped
+business suit, about thirty feet from the center of the park. His blonde
+wavy hair didn't blow in the wind, as he walked briskly towards the
+woman in red.
+
+        Kelly? His thoughts raced, his heart pounded. The world around
+him seemed to come into focus, defining, gaining a crystal clear edge.
+The fog was gone, replaced by a sharp awareness. He felt his muscles act 
+of their own accord, as he rose from his bench.
+
+        "Hey, Gary." She called, a voice so sweet it sent chills through
+Sam's soul. "How was the business trip?"
+
+        He'd lost so much already. Sam stepped away from his bench, as
+thoughts and images raced through his mind. Thoughts of his wife
+pleading with him, of a childhood lost, years at a dead end job. Chances
+not lost, but never taken. Decisions sidestepped in favor of fear. In an
+instant, he made a decision. 
+
+        "Kelly?" Asked Gary, nearly upon them. "I was wondering,
+if you're not busy . . ."
+      
+        "Excuse me." Smiled Sam, quickly putting himself between Kelly
+and her advancing officemate. "Kelly, could we . . . talk?" 
+
+        "Sam?" She asked, finding his eyes. She smiled.
+
+ 
+ 
+A Close Encounter of a Different Kind
+Copyright (c) 1993, Sylvia L. Ramsey
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+
+            A Close Encounter of a Different Kind
+
+                     by Sylvia L. Ramsey
+
+
+
+You hear stories about people having encounters during the
+nighttime with strange flying objects.  These people tell how
+overwhelmed they were by the experience.  I can't say that
+this story has anything quite so glamorous as UFO's; but,
+sometimes things happen that are very much a part of our very
+own world that are just as overwhelming as visitors from
+outer space.  This is a true story and none of the names have
+been changed to protect the innocent or the guilty.
+
+If you are going to fully understand and appreciate this
+strange encounter that happened in our present day advanced
+technological society, a little background is needed.  There
+are still places (a few sprinkled here and there) in our
+country that have retained all the flavor of an age many have
+never experienced.  I often feel like a time traveler in
+today's society because of my background.
+
+I'm not "old" (however, my granddaughter may disagree) and
+many of the people my age never experienced the same world as
+I.  I guess you might say I'm an oddball in my own
+generation.  The reasons for it were quite beyond my control.
+My parents were married for twenty-two years before I was
+born (and I was the first and last)!  Talk about a generation
+gap, it was like being raised by grandparents!  Now, I marvel
+at all the things my father experienced throughout his
+lifetime and taught me.  Imagine being born in the late
+1800's and living until 1986.  Think of all the things that
+man created during that time that has become part of our
+daily lives.  When I do, it almost boggles my mind.  Anyway,
+you get the picture of my parents.  The next image you need
+to set the scene for this encounter is where it happened.
+
+Imagine a small, quaint house resting, nestled among the pine
+of a secluded valley in the foothills of the Ozarks.  It's a
+simple house, not designed by a architect or built by a
+contractor; but, the trees for the lumber were cut, the
+boards were sawed, and it was built with the owner's hands.
+It began its humble life as a home with only one room without
+windows or doors in November of 1932.  The spot it sat on was
+carved out of the wilderness far from roads or neighbors.  It
+was a symbol of hope and faith for a future during the dreary
+days of the depression.
+
+It was built by two young people who believed in themselves
+and each other.  People who had traveled and explored their
+world for the first ten years of marriage. They had seen the
+world and decided it was time to return to the place they had
+known as children, settle down, and begin to invest in their
+future.  They had accumulated very little material
+possessions during their days of exploration.  They began
+their new adventure with very few of the things we take for
+granted in today's world.  But, they believed enough in
+themselves to start building a house and begin a new business
+when their world was in a state of darkness.  The dreary days
+of the depression ended.  The house grew room by room and the
+business grew to be a very successful one.  The two were
+happy and content; but, eventually the two young people
+became three.  This was when I enter their lives, just when
+they had grown accustomed to being a couple without children.
+
+My father always wanted a son; but, that was not in his
+future, he got me instead.  However, I may as well have been
+a boy while I was growing up.  I became the son he had always
+wanted, and I was his buddy.  Instead, he taught me all the
+things he had hoped to teach to a son.  He knew the forest
+and the land, and he taught me what he knew.  We fished the
+numerous streams located near our home, hunted together, and
+did what most father's and sons usually do.  My father taught
+me to respect the land, and its creatures.  He taught me to
+hunt for food and not kill for the sake of killing.  He
+taught me to "see", "hear", and appreciate the beauty that
+surrounded me.
+
+My father saw a day coming when a haven such as ours would be
+as valued as a rich man's mansion.  He chose to preserve a
+small area of his land as a refuge for his family and all the
+living things that depended on just such a refuge.  This
+place would be a legacy to his grandchildren and his great-
+grandchildren.  They would be able to know a little part of
+the world that existed when he was young.
+
+I inherited this small mecca and I have made sure that his
+wishes have been carried out.  It will go to my son and then
+to my eldest granddaughter.  It has been a haven for us to
+escape the fast paced world we live in today.  A few years
+ago, when my husband became disabled, we lived in the house
+for about six years.
+
+The back of the house faces a small brook with a hillside
+full of pine, maple, wild cherry and dogwood trees.  My
+husband loved the outdoors; but, because of his illness was
+limited in how much he could get out.  We decided to build a
+screened in porch on the back of the house so he be outside
+during the daytime when I was at work.  The back porch became
+a place to spend the early evenings.  We would watch the
+little valley change from a bright cheery haven to a
+mysterious realm of sight and sound as the shades of dusk
+encircled it in its arms.  We soon discovered that the back
+porch was a place for a variety of activities.  We enjoyed it
+so much we decided it was a good place for our exercise bike.
+
+
+It wasn't long before we, also, discovered that the hillside
+in front of us was a source of entertainment.  Almost every
+evening we watched deer casually stroll across the hillside
+as they nibbled at tender leaves and grass.  Sometimes there
+would be four or five deer together.  On other evenings, wild
+turkey would be spotted.  It seemed as if our little valley
+had become a refuge for a variety of wild animals that were
+being pushed out by the growing population that had cleared
+away the forest that has once covered the area.  The presence
+of all the animals prompted us to put grain and other treats
+out for them to eat.
+
+The next summer, we began to notice that the wildlife
+population was increasing in number and variety.  The animals
+quickly learned they had nothing to fear from the two humans
+who shared their sanctuary, and they began to visit our
+backyard.  We were invaded by deer, turkey, opossum, wild
+duck, and a variety of other animals and birds.
+
+We took the invasion in stride, enjoying the chance to
+observe all the wild creatures.  However, one morning after I
+arose from my bed and took my morning coffee to the back
+porch to enjoy the sights and sounds, I walked into a
+disaster area.  Something, or someone, had invaded our back
+porch and played havoc with everything.  It had been
+vandalized.  I disposed of the things that had been destroyed
+and straightened the rest.  I couldn't imagine who or what
+had committed the dreadful deed.  The next morning, the porch
+was in the same condition.  I cleaned it up again.  This
+became a pattern, and needless to say, I was beginning to get
+tired of it.  There wasn't a lock on the door to the porch;
+but, the door had to be opened to get in.  Who or what was
+doing it was a puzzle.  The first time it happened, I could
+believe it to be the results of a prank; but, not every
+night!  It had to be an animal.
+
+How an animal could open the back door and come in, I didn't
+know.  My husband and I became determined to find out.  We
+began our quest by leaving the porch light on at night.  It
+didn't help.  Whatever was getting on the porch wasn't afraid
+of it and the destruction continued.  We decided to set guard
+and solve the mystery.
+
+One evening, after we had grown too tired to watch the porch
+anymore, my husband thought he heard a noise.  He got out of
+bed and very carefully went to the door that led to the
+porch.  He was gone only a few seconds when he returned and
+motioned for me to accompany him.  I started to ask why; but,
+he shushed me to silence.  We tiptoed together like cat
+burglars as we made our way to the back door.  We very
+carefully peeped out.  I couldn't believe my eyes!  I saw one
+of the strangest and most amusing sights I had ever
+witnessed.  Sitting on the seat of the exercise bike with
+paws on the handlebars was a raccoon that looked big enough
+to be a small bear.  He wasn't only nice and fat, he was
+long.  He had to be large to reach the handle bars of that
+bicycle.
+
+The raccoon looked as if he were contemplating how to reach
+the pedals so he could ride it.  We simply stood frozen,
+staring in amazement.  Then, the humor of the sight began to
+take hold of us.  He didn't see us watching him until we
+began to shake with silent laughter that was about to erupt
+into loud guffaws.  When he realized that he was not only
+being watched by two strange creatures who were obviously
+laughing at him, he calmly, arrogantly, climbed down off the
+bicycle.  He took his time as he sauntered to the door.  He
+walked with a haughty air seeming to be aware that his
+privacy had not only been invaded; but, he appeared to be
+insulted by the behavior of the two creatures who were so
+rudely laughing at him.  Once out the door, he paused, looked
+back at us as if to let us know what he thought, and slowly
+disappeared into the darkness.  By this time, my husband and
+I were reduced to tears of laughter.
+
+
+For some strange reason, I was fascinated with this bold
+creature and became obsessed with the idea of seeing him
+again.  So, for several nights after the event, I sat on
+the bench in our back yard, located just outside the porch
+door, and watched for the raccoon to return.  I just knew he
+would be back and I was going to make sure I saw him.  I had
+no idea what I was going to do when I did, I hadn't thought
+beyond just seeing him again.  Three nights passed and there
+was no sign of the creature.  I was beginning to think our
+laughter had either scared him off for good, or, had insulted
+his sense of dignity far too much for him to chance a return.
+
+But, I didn't give up.  Finally, my vigil was rewarded.  One
+evening as I sat quietly watching, I caught a glimpse of
+something moving in the shadows off to my far left.  I knew
+instinctively that it was the same raccoon.  He didn't look
+nearly as large in the shadows as he had that evening he was
+on our porch.  I waited patiently, watching the small figure
+circle around until he was directly in front of me and was
+only about fifteen feet away.  I watched as he checked out an
+old trash can we kept to use when we cleaned out our car.  It
+didn't take him long to decide that he would find nothing to
+eat in the can.  He turned and began walking straight toward
+the door of our back porch . . . and . . . me.
+
+I sat still, frozen by fascination combined with a growing
+sense of apprehension that began to overtake me.  All the
+things my father had taught me about the dangers of wild
+animals came flooding back into my consciousness.  I had time
+to move, to run; but, I didn't.  My obsession to observe this
+creature overrode all caution and I sat like a statue where I
+was, tempting fate.  The animal kept advancing closer and
+closer.  The tension and the thrill I felt grew with each
+step he took toward me.  I was beginning to feel a need to
+bolt for cover.  He was no more than five feet away, it
+seemed like two.  He stopped.  He raised his head, our eyes
+locked for a moment.  Then, he slowly, very deliberately
+walked directly at me as he maintained eye contact.  The
+tension within me was growing with each step he took.  He
+began to look bigger and bigger the nearer he came.  I felt I
+could stand the tension no longer as he moved within no more
+than three feet of where I sat.  I felt the urge to move, to
+speak, to do something.  Again, the need to watch this
+fascinating creature kept me from running or yelling.  I had
+to watch him.  I didn't want to scare him away, so, to
+relieve some of the tension, I merely changed the position of
+my feet.
+
+My movement, caused the raccoon to come to a sudden halt.  By
+the time he stopped, he was close enough that I could have
+reached out and touch him.  He stood up on his hind legs and
+looked me straight in the eye.  Standing, he was nose to nose
+with me.  He looked bigger than ever.  I became the object of
+observation as he tilted his head side to side looking me
+over.  There was look in his eyes telling me that he was
+planning to analyze this strange creature at an even closer
+distance.  I had no idea what he might do if he got closer.
+I thought about us laughing at him and thinking he may want
+revenge.  As he stood there in the soft light I could almost
+hear him thinking.  I observed a change of expression in his
+eyes from one of curiosity to one of determination.  I didn't
+know what he was going to do, and I didn't want to find out.
+The hairs on the back of my neck were tingling as fear began
+to creep over me.
+
+The fear grew and the knowledge that I didn't want the
+raccoon any closer overwhelmed me.  I wasn't sure what to do.
+If I were attacked, my husband would never hear because he
+was watching the ballgame on the television.  Visions of
+a headline in our local paper flashed across my mind, "Local
+Woman Attacked by Large Raccoon."  Still, I didn't run or
+yell.  Instead, I did one of the craziest things I have ever
+done in my life, I addressed the raccoon as if he were a
+person and said, "Hello, there!  What are you doing?"
+
+Again, he looked into my eyes, turned his head this way and
+that as if he were trying to understand my words.  For a
+moment, I thought he was going to come at me and my body
+stiffened again.  Instead, he lowered himself on all fours,
+slowly turned his back to me, and majestically strolled into
+the night without ever looking back.  In my mind, I could
+almost hear him chuckle.  The raccoon had gotten his revenge.
+
+I waited and watched several nights after our encounter for
+him to return.  He never did.  I think he had experienced all
+the contact with humans that he ever wanted.  I still wonder
+what would have happened if I could have remained still and
+quiet.  I guess I'll never know; but, it's an experience I'll
+never forget, and somehow, I don't think he will either.
+
+ 
+ 
+The Imp
+Copyright (c) 1993, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+         "She did it again, Sir."
+         "Which she, Fred.  We have a rather large selection of shes around
+      here.  And what did she do?"
+         "The Imp, sir.  She snuck out again, with that last group."
+         "Good Lord!"
+         "He's here, sir.  In Emergency Receiving.  A bus load of Seventh Day
+      Adventist's missed a curve.  Seems there were several decks of playing
+      cards, two very raunchy books and a fifth of scotch whiskey in the
+      luggage.  Some of the folks wanted assurance that they had passed
+      through the correct gates."
+         The tall man ran his fingers through his wavy blonde hair and
+      smiled.  "Boys will be boys.  At least they weren't Church of God.
+      They would have insisted on sending the poor man elsewhere."
+         "It seems the luggage belonged to one of the women, sir."
+         "Well... I hope he's not too rough on her.  He's begun to let all
+      the things people say about him go to his head.  But then, he's young.
+      Maybe I'll send him back again.  He could stand a bit more humility.
+      Do we have an opening in Watts, or Iran, or Lebanon?"
+         "Certainly, sir.  New born or fully developed?"
+         "Neither, right now.  But if he keeps getting a big head..."
+         "Yes, sir."
+         "In a woman's bag, you say?"
+         "Yes, sir."
+         The amused smile faded and was replaced with a more pensive look.
+      Fred could see that The Boss, as everyone called Him, was still
+      thinking about the Imp.  She had done this sort of thing before and had
+      generated all sorts of disruptions.  She had caused friction between a
+      king and his most trusted knight, led an army into battle, and
+      generally raised hob with carefully laid plans for thousands of years.
+      Now, in her fully actualized state, there was no telling what trouble
+      she would get into.  Fred sat quietly, fully expecting one of the rages
+      that make oceans dry up and continents vanish.
+         The Boss frowned once and turned to leave.  "She certainly is living
+      up to her name.  This must be her ninth or tenth trip this millennia."
+      The frown evaporated and the world was spared.
+         "Did anyone get wind of her intentions before she left?"
+         "Her roommate said she was talking about kicking butts and taking
+      names, what ever that means."
+         "She's been reading those shoot-em-up police stories again.  Well...
+      Don't we have a group who need a strong lesson in morality?"
+         "Yes, sir.  We have what is called The United States of America.
+      They have slipped a little, here lately."
+         "Well, let her get settled, and remind me in a while.  Maybe I can
+      nudge her in their direction.  She takes instructions rather poorly."
+         "How long, before I remind you, sir?"
+         "Oh...  a year will do.  She'll be acclimated by then.  What does
+      she look like, this time?"
+         "Her roommate said she was a twenty year old female, and what they
+      presently call a fox.  In my day it was a flapper.  Strange isn't it
+      sir, how they use such unusual names to signify beauty?"
+         "Just a phase, Fred.  Just a phase.  You certainly didn't look like
+      anything that flapped."
+         Fred flushed slightly, recalling his last trip.  He had always
+      thought he had been a Hot Mama or at least a Tootsie.  Oh well, if he
+      just hadn't gotten involved with that bunch of ruffians he might still
+      be there.  Not to worry, he chided himself.  You can go back, someday.
+         Fred ended his remembrances when The Boss turned again to leave.  He
+      stopped at the entrance to the Dispatch and Acceptance area and
+      addressed the chief dispatcher again.
+         "Keep me posted, Fred.  We don't need her shot full of holes like
+      you were."
+         Fred blushed furiously.  "Only one hole, sir."  He was very
+      sensitive about the way he had returned.
+         "Yes, Fred.  But what good is a beautiful young woman with a big
+      bullet hole in her tit?  You really need to be more careful."
+         Fred nodded.  He had been so ashamed of his wounded body he had
+      asked for and received a complete change.  The other body had been left
+      behind.  Ashes to ashes...  Fred mused.
+         He watched as The Boss left the area, but failed to see the
+      transition from handsome blonde man to rotund, dark skinned man with a
+      nose to rival Jimmy Durante's.  The Boss took the corridor leading to
+      the Jewish pavilion.  He didn't mind changing forms, and thankfully
+      these were not Orthodox Jews.  Then, He would have had to put up with
+      an itchy beard and one of those scratchy black suits.  The many
+      faces...  and all that.
+         Fred was amazed as usual with The Boss's ability to juggle thousands
+      of problems at the same time.  He had a feeling, however, that this
+      most recent expedition of the Imp's would try even His patience.  He
+      returned to his work, managing the incoming and outgoing souls.  The
+      pages of the thick book of records turned easily at his mental command.
+      Fred smiled his pleasure with the new system.  Turning pages by hand
+      became a real strain after two or three hundred years.  The only thing
+      better would require occasional service, and IBM was still only world
+      wide.  Something for the future.
+
+         Darkness greeted The Imp.  The sliver of moon did nothing to
+      brighten the velvet blackness of the western Maryland forest.  She knew
+      she was standing less than a hundred yards from a major highway but was
+      hidden from any passing motorists.  Wouldn't do, she grinned, to drop
+      in on these folks suddenly.  They tended to group such arrivals under
+      the broad umbrella of Visitors From Outer Space.  She smiled and
+      brushed a few autumn leaves from her short, auburn hair. She was
+      impatient to begin and strode purposefully toward the highway.
+      Baltimore was waiting, two hundred miles to the east.
+
+         Ronald Hall, one of the few remaining independent truckers after the
+      most recent round of fuel cost increases, eased his big Kenworth into a
+      lower gear and sat back in his seat for the slow descent of the long
+      grade.  He didn't mind complying with the Maryland law requiring slow
+      speeds on mountain slopes.  He had no urge to ride a sixty thousand
+      pound roller coaster down an eight mile plunge to disaster.  He liked
+      living too much.  His constant concern was the rising cost of fuel.  He
+      was slowly being forced out of the trucking business.  His wife,
+      Jennette, held a steady job and they made ends meet.  They both enjoyed
+      the times they had together, but both wished they could travel together
+      all the time.  Their children were grown and they had planned a life of
+      contented wandering wherever the loads took them.  His frustration grew
+      with each passing month, as the cost of fuel crept ever higher.
+         "Be thankful we're healthy and the kids are doing well.  Our time
+      will come."  Jennette would say.  Her words soothed him, but each time
+      he refueled he cursed the circumstances that kept them apart.
+         The high beams probed the darkness and suddenly illuminated the form
+      of a young woman standing alongside the road.  She was waving, as if
+      she knew his truck.
+         "Where did you come from, little lady?"  Ron asked the distant
+      figure, as he applied his air brakes and eased onto the shoulder of the
+      road.
+         The Imp climbed onto the big truck and smiled through the open
+      window.  "Thanks for stopping.  I got dropped a little way back and
+      need a lift."
+         "Come on in.  I'm goin' to Hagerstown.  Where you headed?"
+         "Baltimore, but I can catch a bus out of Hagerstown."
+         Conversation flowed easily, as miles slid under the truck.  The Imp
+      learned first hand that Ron Hall was a good man.  He had not ignored
+      the fact that her jump suit fit like a second skin, or that she was a
+      well developed woman.  Her good looks and deeply exposed cleavage
+      simply did not tempt him.  The thought crossed his mind and The Imp
+      almost blushed when she read his thoughts.  He decided that he wouldn't
+      risk hurting Jennette over a quickie on a Maryland mountainside.  She
+      sure looked good, though.
+         Hagerstown, nearly as dark at two in the morning as the forest she
+      had left three hours before, marked their reluctant parting.  He shook
+      her hand and wished her well.
+         "Thanks for the lift, Ron.  And for the good wishes.  I'm sure
+      you'll find a way to start traveling with your wife, real soon."
+         "Well, that's real sweet.  You just be careful in Baltimore.  There
+      are some mighty ugly people there."
+         "I'll be fine.  My Father taught me some special tricks."
+         The young woman smiled and stepped down from the truck.  The middle
+      aged man felt his smile lingering longer than he expected.  She was
+      that kind of person, made people want to smile.
+         From his driver's seat, Ron could not see the tiny trickle coming
+      from the passenger side fuel tank.  The Imp had been a little careless
+      when she ordered the tank to keep itself full from now on.  It was her
+      first effort at interference in many years.  The Kenworth seemed to
+      sparkle, as it passed under a street lamp and two small dents in the
+      left fender popped out.  The Imp smiled at her handiwork and waved to
+      the man and his air horn.  She knew he would accept her gift and begin
+      to travel with his wife.  She was glad.  They would only have three
+      years.  The Boss had plans for them.  They had discussed the idea of
+      giving the two good people a short period of mortal pleasure, when they
+      had planned her trip.  Everyone knew He worked in many mysterious ways,
+      they just did not know how well planned the mysteries were.
+         A teenager, cruising the darkened streets way beyond what should
+      have been his bed time, honked his horn at the image of feminine
+      abundance.  His horn relay fused and within minutes a police officer
+      had him pulled over and answering some very pointed questions about his
+      breath and the late hour.
+         The Imp walked the three blocks to the small Greyhound station and
+      bought a ticket.  She rested on one of the wooden benches and feigned
+      sleep, hoping to snare a mugger or purse snatcher.  Her efforts were
+      wasted.  Hagerstown was too small for a full-time mugger.
+          Baltimore, like all large cities, was both modern and aged.  The
+      wealthy lived in the new and shining parts, while the poor eked out
+      their existences in the battered sections.  There was a common ground,
+      however, based on a white powder, pills of various colors, and a green
+      weed like substance.
+         Vincent Cararro, one time supplicant to J. Edgar Hoover's
+      organization, was the pivot point around which the major sales of
+      certain substances were hinged.  He had decided years earlier that
+      being on one side of the law was the only way to live.  He had simply
+      changed sides.  He gave up his quest to be an agent for the F.B.I.,
+      when he discovered the wealth waiting in the sale of certain powders,
+      tablets, and grasses.  His beginnings were humble but he soon became
+      another American success story.
+         Vinny worked the streets for two years while building his customer
+      list and the staff he needed to feed their demands.  He risked
+      everything on one gigantic purchase, betting on the greed of his
+      suppliers.  His demand to meet The Man was eased by the size of the
+      purchase.  Besides, The Man liked to see youngsters with the courage to
+      improve themselves.  The initial meeting led to more encounters and
+      eventually to Vinny meeting The Man's family.  Marriage into the Family
+      was almost predetermined.  Margerete was attractive and undemanding.
+      Vinny still had the freedom to visit his girls.  He stayed away from
+      the house her father had given them, for days at a time.  Life was
+      good.  Vinny bought his drugs at a fraction of the street price and
+      sold them to local businessmen for thousands of dollars.  The quality
+      of the women he visited improved and his clothes reflected the latest
+      fashion.  He never missed a Sunday in church.  He and Margerete were
+      front row Catholics, she constantly and he at least on Sundays and
+      holidays.  Vinny was content.
+
+         Outside the Greyhound station, a pimp, black of skin and slow of
+      wit, invited The Imp to "See Baltimore with Me, Baby."  She agreed,
+      needing time to get accustomed to the streets and the feel of the city
+      after having just arrived.  The glossy Cadillac, its chrome sparkling
+      in overabundance, moved through the streets like a well fed lion.
+         The Imp listened to the ages old pitch the pimp was making and
+      nodded at the appropriate places.  He was practically beaming at his
+      good fortune.  With this one he moved out of the twenty dollar a toss
+      bracket, into the world of three or four hundred dollar tricks.  She
+      was a smooth piece of material and looked green as grass.  She was
+      speechless with all the big city wonders he was flashing on her.  Now
+      all he needed was a good meal inside her belly and him in her drawers.
+      Tomorrow or the next day she would be anxious to help him.  His fantasy
+      knew no limits.
+         "How about if we eat, Baby?"
+         "Certainly."
+         "You gonna' need a place to stay, got enough bread?"
+         The Imp nodded.
+         The pimp flinched.  He liked the ones who showed up broke.  They
+      were easier.  This one might be tougher, but she was worth the effort.
+         "Why not save your cash, Baby, and spend the night with me?"
+         "I wouldn't want to put you out.  You might not have room for the
+      two of us."
+         "No Baby.  I got lots of room.  You can have your own room, even.  I
+      got anything else you might need, too."
+         "Well...O.K.  But, only if your sure you are ready for what might
+      happen."
+         "Baby, you won't be no problem at all and what ever you wanna' do is
+      fine with me."
+         The Cadillac swerved into the left hand lane and the pimp rushed
+      toward his apartment.  He would eat after he had a chance to get this
+      one in bed.  She seemed more than ready.  The screech of tires signaled
+      their arrival.
+         The apartment was small and contained one bedroom.
+         "Where is the room you promised me?"
+         "Right there, with me to keep away the cold."
+         The air in the shabby room seemed to crackle for an instant and the
+      pimp wondered what was going on.  He could smell the ozone in the air,
+      as he moved his hands to his ears, against the sudden noise.  He felt
+      much more hair than he should have.  He looked into the cracked mirror
+      over the mantle and nearly fainted.  The face of a woman looked back,
+      an unbelievably ugly woman.  The face followed all the moves he made.
+      That ugly broad in the mirror was him.  He jerked his head back toward
+      the woman he was planning to seduce and found the room empty.  He
+      searched the apartment.  He was alone.  He stripped, having difficulty
+      with the unfamiliar buttons and snaps.  He looked down toward his toes
+      and saw breasts, if anything that baggy and small could count as
+      breasts.  The belly below the first discovery was fully rounded, in
+      fact looked uncomfortably pregnant.  But pregnancy bulged a woman's
+      belly and this mass of wrinkles was far from smooth. The legs holding
+      the hideous mass erect were like black pipe cleaners.  The pimp rushed
+      to the bath room to view the entire mess in the full length mirror.
+         He recognized the lunch he had eaten earlier, as he flushed the
+      results of his sudden sickness.  He was still himself, inside.
+      Whatever the hell that meant.  Except now he looked like a fifty cent
+      chippy from the Grey Panther gatherings in the park.  "Oh God, what did
+      I do?"
+         "It wasn't me.  Ask The Imp."
+         The pimp didn't hear the reply, she was busy being sick again.
+
+         The Imp walked down the street smiling and singing a line from Peace
+      In The Valley.  "...and I'll be changed, changed from this fool that I
+      am."
+
+         Monday dawned soft and warm.  Vincent Cararro drive his burgundy
+      Lincoln Continental carefully and headed for his office.  He nodded and
+      waved to his neighbors and friends in the plush suburb where his wife
+      and children lived.  He still preferred the spicier flavor of the
+      streets.  He disliked the tiny tit and tight ass attitude of the people
+      who lived behind the stone walls of their palatial estates.  He slowed
+      for the light at the corner of Barthalemew and Walden and watched with
+      mild interest as the sleek looking woman walked across Walden.  Her
+      full figure was accentuated by the plunging neckline of her shimmering
+      jumpsuit.  No tiny tits there.  Her full breasts moved with a
+      sensuousness that turned his mild interest into the beginnings of an
+      erection.  He was startled, when the car behind him honked with
+      impatience.  He jerked forward awkwardly and raced down Walden to the
+      first turnaround.  Tires screeched and several people wondered why Mr.
+      Cararro would behave in such an uncouth manner.  The Lincoln dashed
+      back to the intersection to find the startling vision of femininity
+      walking down Walden.  Vinny muttered a silent prayer that no one else
+      would pick her up, and waited impatiently for the light to allow him
+      access to the road he had just traversed.
+         "Need a ride, Miss?"
+         The Imp looked him over, she wanted to be sure she had the right
+      man.  Lots of people in the area drove maroon Lincolns.  He looked like
+      the images she had seen yesterday and his sleek smile looked like he
+      needed a lesson even if he were the wrong one.  She was not, after all,
+      on a strict schedule.  She smiled and leaned down, affording Vinny an
+      even better view of her unzipped cleavage.
+         "I wouldn't want to put you out of your way."
+         "No problem, where are you headed?"
+         "Downtown.  I'm looking for work."
+         "Climb in, I'll have you there in no time."
+         The Imp opened the door and slid into the plush interior.  Her arm
+      touched his on the armrest and neither of them moved to break the
+      contact.
+         "What sort of work do you do?"
+         "Model.  At least that's what I did back in Omaha."
+         "You been in town long?"
+         "Just got in.  Haven't even found a place to stay yet."
+         Vinny smiled like an undertaker who was witnessing a seventeen car
+      pile up.  He knew this was going to be a good day.
+         "I might be able to help you with both problems.  I have friends in
+      the modeling world and my company manages a lot of apartments.  Why
+      don't you come along with me and let me see what I can do?"
+         "That sounds like a lot of bother for you.  I don't want to put you
+      to all the trouble."
+         "No trouble.  In fact, I insist.  You can rent one of the apartments
+      we manage and if you find a job, we can celebrate together.  Unless, of
+      course, you have friends in town."
+         "No.  No friends here.  In fact, you are only the second person I've
+      met in this big place.  The first was not the best experience for me.
+      I hope you're more sincere and more of a gentleman then he was."
+         "My intentions are nothing but honorable.  An apartment and a job
+      and you can go your own way.  Unless, of course, you decide to let me
+      help you celebrate."
+         Traffic built and driving took Vinny out of the conversation mood.
+      He despised the traffic and would have worked at home, if his wife
+      hadn't been there.  He went into the office only to keep up a front for
+      neighbors and the Internal Revenue Service.  He also had three
+      secretaries who helped distract him when he was bored.
+         Like a roller coaster, the streamlined Lincoln dove into the
+      darkness that signaled a parking garage.  The narrow passageway led to
+      a stall marked V. Cararro.  Vinny pulled smoothly into the parking
+      place and switched off the engine.  He turned to the young woman and
+      smiled.  "Shall we go up?"
+         "I suppose so, I really don't want you to be put out."
+         "That is silly.  I'm glad to help a stranger to town."
+
+         Three hours later, with only a small nudge from Vinny, two modeling
+      agencies wanted to use her and one apartment house had a new resident.
+      The Cararro's approval was enough to get her started.  The apartment
+      manager had taken Vinny's word for a deposit and she was ready to move
+      into a furnished apartment.  Suddenly, Vincent was the focus of her
+      life.
+         Lunch time became a celebration that he promised was only the
+      beginning.  They ate and drank and laughed.  They were both pleased
+      with the way things were moving.
+
+         The Imp, Madeline Warren to the apartment manager, looked down on
+      the bed and the boxes she had just dropped there.  Vinny had insisted
+      that she buy some clothes so they could dress in style for their up
+      coming evening.  He escorted her to several very posh shops and helped
+      her select a red dress that looked like spray paint on her full figured
+      body.  The underthings and the shoes were quite ordinary, expensive but
+      normal.  She would be dressed in the height of fashion and be escorted
+      by a man who was as handsome as he was rotten.
+
+         The Imp walked out of the bathroom and was confronted by a huge
+      bottle of champagne and Vinny.  Wrapped in a towel, she was a vision of
+      feminine abundance.  The small sprinkling of freckles across her
+      shoulders and the tops of her full breasts were frosting on the
+      delicate paleness of her skin.
+         Unflustered, she continued drying her hair with one corner of her
+      towel.  "Well, this is a surprise, Mr. Cararro.  We had a date for
+      eight and it can't be later than six thirty.  As you can see, I'm not
+      ready to leave."
+         Vincent smiled.  "I was hoping we were beyond Mr. Cararro.  My
+      friends call me Vinny.  I wish you would."
+         "Perhaps later.  Right now I want to get dressed and fix my hair.
+      You will have to leave."
+         "I could wait out there," Vinny nodded toward the living room.
+         The Imp shook her head.
+         Vinny left, the apartment door slamming.
+
+         The evening was a whirl of pleasant sensations.  Excellent food and
+      drink, followed by three nightclubs with animated dancers, breath
+      stealing comedy, and a sensuous stage show to close the evening.  The
+      stage show would have been pornographic in Omaha, but in Baltimore it
+      was only stimulating.  The Imp knew Vinny was much more stimulated than
+      she, despite his hope that the opposite would be true.
+         The Imp accepted a kiss at her door and would allow no further
+      imprecations from the aroused man.  She wanted him thinking about
+      nothing but his passion.
+
+         With two weeks of modeling in daylight and fending off Vinny's
+      advances during the dark hours, The Imp brought Vincent Cararro to a
+      full boil.
+         She knew that this was the night.  She dressed with special care and
+      waited for his distinctive knock.  A soft smile marked her face.  She
+      was enjoying the tenseness she had watched growing along with the
+      passion.
+         On the mark of eight, Vinny rapped his knuckles on the white painted
+      panel of her door.  He stood admiring the new manicure he had just
+      gotten and waiting for her to answer.  Tonight, he promised to himself.
+      Tonight you loose those fancy drawers, Babe.  Better get ready to
+      enjoy.  His visions of the evening's pleasures brought a sinister smile
+      to his lips.
+         The Imp opened the door and smiled to her ardent suitor.
+         "Good to see you, Vinny."
+         Vincent stalked into the apartment, deciding in that instant to try
+      the strong man routine since his gentle approach had failed.  He fitted
+      a look of restrained fury on his face and turned to the wonderfully
+      sexy creature before him.
+         "You've driven me to a difficult situation.  I have been patient and
+      waited for you.  Tonight we will be together, or I'll be obliged to
+      make some phone calls and withdraw my support for your modeling work
+      and this apartment."
+         Vinny waited for her reply.  He knew she liked the good life they
+      had been sampling so fully for the last weeks.
+         Wordlessly, The Imp reached behind her and slowly unzipped her
+      dress.  The hiss of the zipper erased the lines of ferocity from the
+      angry man's face and magically replaced them with a smile.  Vinny began
+      removing his jacket and never took his eyes from the fantastic form
+      being revealed before him.  His excitement swelled the front of his
+      trousers.  That reaction seemed to stimulate him even more.
+         The Imp had indeed dressed with special care.  She stood before the
+      man clad only in a skimpy pair of panties, a pair of almost transparent
+      hose and a garter belt that matched her panties.  Her swelling breasts
+      were the focus of the now perspiring man before her.
+         "Is this what you want, Vincent Cararro?"
+         "Yes.  Dear God, yes.  I want you more than anything in the world."
+         "Well, at least get out of that ruffled shirt."
+         Vinny peeled the shirt from his sweating body so swiftly that
+      several buttons popped off onto the floor and rolled under a chair.
+         "I've waited for you, ever since I met you."
+         "Well, before you get me I want something too."
+         "What?  What do you want, money?"
+         "Of course not.  I want the list of people you sell drugs to."
+         Vincent felt his erection stop growing, he felt his slacks relax
+      back down to their normal drape.  This was a bizarre situation, one
+      that should have no place between a woman who was nearly naked and a
+      man who was swelling with desire.  What the hell did she need with a
+      list of his customers?  Forget her list, what she needed was a few
+      hours in a big bed.
+         "Why don't we talk about that later?"
+         Vinny felt himself leave the floor.  He hadn't jumped, the floor had
+      simply moved out from under his feet.  The woman was still on the
+      floor.  He was several feet above the carpeting, in a room that smelled
+      faintly like there had been a rainstorm inside the apartment.
+         "What the hell...  What's going on?"
+         "When I get the list you can come back down."
+         "Why?"
+         "My business.  Are you ready to give me the list.?"
+         "Not this life time."
+         The words were the last thing to pass through his lips, going out or
+      coming in.  He grasped his throat and began writhing almost instantly.
+      Within a minute his actions were frantic.  His supply of oxygen was
+      gone and what little he had held in his lungs was nearly used up.
+         The Imp waited patiently.
+         Frantically, Vinny nodded his wordless willingness.
+         The Imp allowed him to breathe and restated her demand.
+         "There is a book, in my jacket pocket.  The names are there.  But
+      they are all untouchable."
+         "Not from me.  You'll descend in ten minutes.  Do not endeavor to
+      follow me or find me.  If you do I'll make you the most miserable man
+      since Job.  I would advise you to find a more respectable occupation,
+      Mr. Cararro.  I'll be watching."
+         Speechless, Vinny watched while the sultry looking woman slipped
+      into the skin tight jumpsuit she had been wearing when he first met
+      her.  She left the front zipper enticingly low and left the room.
+      Vinny watched the clock on the mantle click off the minutes and was
+      waiting as his feet gently returned to the floor.  He dashed to the
+      telephone and began calling his drug customers.
+         After the third call, Vinny realized his mistake.  He had told the
+      people that someone, possibly connected with the law, had the names of
+      all his customers.  Two of the customers were suddenly terse in their
+      replies and hung up.  The third one promised to get Vinny and left the
+      phone off the hook.
+
+         Vincent Cararro died in a fiery explosion two weeks later.  The
+      police bomb experts said that there must have been twenty sticks of
+      dynamite planted in the car.  They were confused, however;  they could
+      not figure why the second and third bomb had not detonated.  The
+      investigation was narrowing the list of suspects and they expected an
+      arrest shortly.  None of the reporters believed a thing about the press
+      release, except the part about the other bombs.
+
+         Nearly two hundred doctors, lawyers and prominent business men left
+      Baltimore, committed suicide, or died from natural causes in the weeks
+      following Vinny's death.  Life insurance company computers discarded
+      the data of these deaths, they all seemed unnatural, despite the police
+      reports.  Claims went unpaid and unchallenged in the courts.  Drug
+      addicts in Baltimore are still having difficulty getting drugs.  Many
+      moved away, some reformed, and some died from the agonies of
+      withdrawal.  White powder, other than Domino sugar, was very scarce at
+      the parties of the affluent.
+
+         The only person who noticed The Imp when she left was a trucker who
+      picked up a beautiful woman on The Beltway.  She needed a lift to
+      Washington.  He carried her to the outskirts of the capital city and
+      continued toward Virginia and the son whom he discovered was suddenly
+      cured of the leukemia that had been eating him alive.  The trucker was
+      already one of the faithful at his small church and credited the
+      recovery with his prayers.  He may have been right.
+
+         The Imp was last seen walking into Washington, D.C. smiling and
+      humming.  She was obviously looking forward to her next tasks.
+
+         Fred looked up from his book and noticed that The Boss seemed
+      happier than usual.  He was pleased that The Boss derived joy from the
+      few glimmers of hope coming from Earth.  There seemed to be a few more
+      souls returning as well.  No matter, Fred mused.  There's room for
+      everyone.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Honorable Mentions: The Other Half of the Top Ten
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+
+Fiction
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+
+ 6. It's All Greek to Uncle Thaddeus by Joe DeRouen (Nov 93)
+ 7. A Cold Montreal Winter by Daniel Sendecki (Jun 94)  
+ 8. Wally, Beware the Cybermaster by Franchot Lewis (Oct 93)
+ 9. The Squirrels by L. Shawn Aiken (Dec 93)
+10. Djinn, I Win! by Joe DeRouen (Aug 93)
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+Michael Elansky: Anarchist?
+Copyright (c) 1993, Gage Steele
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+                   MICHAEL ELANSKY: ANARCHIST?
+                         by Gage Steele
+
+
+     When does the "long arm of the law" extend too far?  Michael Elansky,
+of West Hartford, Connecticut, found out this summer.
+
+     22 year-old Michael (aka "The Ionizer") ran a BBS called The
+Warehouse.  He was also a member of the International Information
+Retrieval Guild, a computer group very much concerned with freedom of
+speech and freedom of information.  Like the group with which he was
+affiliated, Michael felt strongly about our First Amendment rights, and
+it was this belief that ultimately led him to trouble.
+     Michael is currently in jail, unable to post his $500,000 bail.  Says
+the prosecutor, he created risk or injury to a minor and advocated
+violence against law enforcement agents.  Those are some mighty hefty
+infringements, true, and carry a maximum of 10 years imprisonment if
+convicted.
+     Police say a file found on Michael's system gave instructions on how
+to build bombs and other explosives, and that having it on his BBS was in
+conflict with the law.  The text itself was written 4 years ago by "Deth
+Vegetable" (who was a teen at the time of writing, and unable to be
+reached for comment).  It contained information similar to what you might
+find in numerous publications, including highschool- and college-level
+chemistry textbooks, and the infamous _Anarchists Cookbook_.  All can be
+purchased in many bookstores, as well as borrowed from most local
+libraries, without fear of breaking the law.  In fact, minors are able to
+purchase or borrow the _Anarchists Cookbook_ itself, from numerous venues.
+     So, why, then, was it illegal for Michael to make a similar,
+electronic version available to his users?  This remains unanswered, as
+do many aspects of this case.  While researching, I came to numerous
+inconclusive pieces of evidence, some possibly fact, some possibly
+fiction.
+
+     In Detective Richard Aniolowsky's unsworn officer's report, he
+states:
+
+     " That I, Richard Aniolowsky, am a member of the West
+       Hartford Police Department and have been for ten years
+       and 7 months and was promoted to Detective in September
+       1990.
+       [...]
+       That it was on May 28, 1993 that Detective Goodrow of
+       the Hartford Police Department gained access to the
+       "Warehouse", a modem accessible computer
+       [...]
+       That Goodrow said the "Anarchy'" [sic] file he obtained
+       access to the Warehouse bulletin board through one of
+       the users systems. "
+
+     Although Detective Aniolowsky's writing is somewhat difficult to
+follow at times, mixed with typos and grammatical errors, this last
+sentence does seem to read that Detective Goodrow used someone else's
+account to log onto The Warehouse.  This would be classified as a class
+C felony under Connecticut General Statute 54-41 ("...Unauthorised or
+illegal inception of wire communication of any person...").
+     Also, when Michael's BBS LOG file was made available for inspection,
+only two incidents were found of the file ever having been downloaded.
+Neither incidents occured on May 28th, 1993, the date which Detectives
+Aniolowsky and Goodrow contend they acquired it through download from The
+Warehouse BBS.  Both accesses of the file in question were made previous
+to the May date.
+     Did the detectives investigating the case commit a crime?
+Unfortunately, I was unable to reach either Aniolowsky or Goodrow for
+comment.
+
+     "Misguided Youth" (whose true name I cannot divulge, upon his
+request), a user of The Warehouse BBS, had this to say when I spoke with
+him on the telephone:
+
+     " Detective Aniolowsky came to my house and made me sign
+       a statement saying I had seen anarchy and bomb-making
+       files on Warehouse and that I had spoken on the phone
+       with 'Ionizer' many times.
+       My parents only witnessed me signing.
+       But later it got changed to '...I had spoken on the
+       phone with 'Ionizer' many times about making bombs.'
+       I have never had an interest in anarchy files.  I never
+       got any from 'Ionizer.'  I have never cared to download
+       them. "
+
+     Neither I, nor "Misguided Youth" could grasp the reasoning behind the
+later alteration of the statement he had signed.  He also seemed to feel
+that the police pressured him in the situation.  I found "Misguided Youth"
+very pleasant to speak with, and do not understand why such apparent
+"strongarm" tactics were used to ensure his signing of the statement.
+
+     When I spoke with Michael Elansky on the telephone, he was sincere,
+at ease, and very willing to talk with me.  He did, however, have a bit of
+information to add to the complexity of it all:
+
+          " I was supposed to be arraigned in Hartford Court.
+            My lawyer was present when we went down.  The
+            arrest warrant had the bond set at $20,000.  But,
+            Detective Aniolowsky said that I needed to be
+            taken to the WEST Hartford Court to be booked.
+            So, my lawyer said 'okay,' and he waited at
+            Hartford.
+            So, Aniolowsky [took me to West Hartford Court] and
+            rushed through booking, prints, photo.  Then he
+            took me upstairs where they proceeded to arraign me
+            - without my lawyer present!  Aniolowsky made a
+            motion to set my bond at $500,000, which it was.
+            Of course it was!  My lawyer wasn't even there to
+            say anything, and Aniolowsky knew he wasn't there
+            and knew he was waiting for us back at Hartford
+            Court. "
+
+     From the way Michael was treated, it looks as though his right to
+counsel was compleatly ignored.  I don't want to pass judgement, but isn't
+that... unjust?
+     I asked Michael about minors on his BBS, and what sort of files they
+had access to.  He assured me that no-one under 18 could look at the adult
+areas.  When I asked specifically about the text in question, he said:
+
+          " No, no-one under 16 could even see that stuff.
+            Only one guy under 18 had access to it, he's 17,
+            but he's a member of the International Information
+            Retrieval Guild, and had to have access to it. "
+
+     For clarity, that means this 17 year old had clout over Michael in
+the hierarchy of the computer group.  It was rather like part of the 17
+year-old's job description to ensure that Michael ran his system within
+the guidelines of the group, and therefor required a very high level of
+access to The Warehouse BBS.
+     Ever-optimistic, Michael also added this:
+
+          " [There's] no way in hell I'd ever plead guilty to
+            these two charges, nor would I ever cop a deal
+            forcing me to plead guilty to these two charges.
+            I did nothing wrong.  I am confident that the two
+            charges will be dismissed. "
+
+     Meanwhile, pretrial hearings are filled with deliberation, and some
+headway.  And - Michael remains behind bars, waiting.
+
+     The Elansky case could have staggering effects on electronic-based
+media and publication.  If the prosecutor finds Elansky guilty as charged,
+maintains that the file is illegal and worthy of felony prosecution with
+possible imprisonment, then the basis for attacking a BBS, but not a
+bookstore or local library, is not defined.  In fact, were Elansky to be
+found guilty, it would seem that the prosecutor reneged all First
+Amendment rights and protection under such simply because the text was
+electronically bound and not paper bound.
+
+     The Internationl Information Retrieval Guild and Michael Elansky
+asked, as a favour, that I also include the following.  The Elansky Family
+is having a terrible time assuaging the cost of legal fees.  Because of
+this, a fund has been set up, and they are asking that anyone able, donate
+whatever he/she can afford to his legal defense.
+
+     Send what you can to:
+
+          Free Ionizer
+          c/o David Elansky
+          25 Maiden Lane
+          West Hartford, CT 06117
+
+     Make cheques or money orders payable to Michael Elansky.  This way,
+you are assured that all funds go directly to his defense.  The bank's
+account number for the fund should also be written on the cheque or money
+order:  02-060-573652
+
+
+     My thanks to:  Dan, International Information Retrieval Guild;
+David Elansky;  "Misguided Youth;"  and Michael Elansky.  If it weren't
+for them, this article could not have been written.
+
+ 
+ 
+Musings
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[This article originally appeared in Lucia Chamber's Electronic magazine
+Smoke & Mirrors]
+
+
+Where do I get my Muse? Interesting question, and one I thought I'd be
+able to answer easily. When Lucia Chambers asked me to write this
+article I never even dreamed that it would remain unwritten til just a
+few days before the deadline.
+
+I guess my Muse is hiding.
+
+Where do I get my muse? That's a hard question. It's not like "Where do
+you get your socks?" You can answer that one easily enough, and still
+have time for brunch. My muse doesn't come often enough for me to know
+when she'll be paying her respects again, let alone where she came from
+in the first place.
+
+Ah, but when she does come - my muse is most definitely of the female
+persuasion - she strikes hard and fast. She hides in many guises,
+preferring to offer inspiration when it's least expected. Often, too,
+when it's least convenient.
+
+She comes to me in different forms, in different ways, whispering sweet
+hints of a long-forgotten song, or dancing across my mind's eye in the
+flash of an instant. Unfortunately, she's usually whispering in Greek
+and often whilst dancing across my mind's eye, she steps on my nose.
+
+More than once, in a fit of uncontrollable sneezing, I've scared my muse
+away. It's just as well, anyway; my Greek phrasebook rarely if ever
+is of any help, and by the time I *do* manage to decipher exactly what
+it is she's saying, she's off doing other things.
+
+And how do I know that my muse is a she, you might ask? Simple: who else
+but a woman could tantalize you by revealing only bits and pieces of
+herself, yank it all away in an instant, and leave you wanting for more?
+Who else could drive you to stay up half the night putting words to an
+electronic screen, just waiting for the ones that work? Indeed, I have
+no doubt that my Muse is of the fairer sex. For a final bit of proof, I
+offer you this: who but a woman could take you to the edge, make you
+think that she's finally come, only to leave you with the knowledge that
+it was all a fake?
+
+Talk about my Muse coming when it's least convenient. She just came,
+inspiring me to write the chauvinistic, risque' bit of drivel you just
+read. But what else can I do? To paraphrase an old saying, "My Muse made
+me do it."
+
+Whatever problems she causes - she's caused several near wrecks, for
+example, as I searched furtively for a pad and paper and failed to
+remember that I was in my car at the time - I wouldn't trade her for
+anything. Without her.. I couldn't be me.
+
+But that still doesn't explain where my Muse actually comes from, does
+it? I suppose that's because I don't really know. She's told me so many
+conflicting stories that I can't even begin to sort out the truth. For
+all I know, she really *could* be the reincarnation of Elvis.
+Stranger things have happened, for my Muse and me.
+
+ 
+ 
+[Note: Mr. Herbert responded to THE QUESTION & ANSWERS SESSION question
+ I posed in the Aug. issue of STTS about three days too late. His entry
+ was so well written and, more importantly, insightful that I decided to
+ give his reply article space in the Oct. issue. Thus, here is Mr. 
+ Herbert's reply to the question: "If you had one wish, what would you
+ wish for and why?"]
+
+
+If I Had One Wish...
+Copyright (c) 1993, L.J. Herbert
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+The falbed wish is something that has thrilled humankind throughout the
+ages, inspiring many myths wherin hapless men succumb to the follies the
+human mind is so capable of producing when it is offered such a tempting
+lure as "anything your heart desires".  Through their fumblings we learn
+what NOT to wish for: wealth, status, the love of another, the death of
+another, more wishes, etc., but the mind always refuses be tethered and
+presses forward with yet more fantasic explorations of how this
+perplexing riddle might finally be solved by the wise man with "The
+Answer".
+ 
+Without claiming to be such a wise man, I'd like to establish for the
+criticism of others the conclusion my own mind comes to.  My solution
+stems from a practice (made easier by this question's hypothetical
+nature, to be sure!) of resisting all initial urges to grab at pretty
+baubles so that I can attempt to trly answer the question in all its
+implications by pinpointing the ONE thing I desire above all other
+objects.  The frequent context of this question--a myth--will be my
+guide in this pursuit.
+ 
+In exposing the eternal frailty of human beings, this myth reminds me
+that I too am human, hinting at universal implications.  Thus, a spark
+of insight tells me that I must search for a universal wish, one which
+all men and women would agree with.  This seems difficult only if I
+forget the frame of myth, for what is myth if it is not the ultimate
+expression of human solidarity?  To be sure, myths are particular in
+detail, but their underlying purpose, from Gilgamesh to Star Wars, is
+always the same: the search for an enlightened understanding of our
+confusing existence; in other words, a knowledge of how to LIVE.
+ 
+When this is understood, what else is there to wish for but the ability
+to interperate Nature with wisdom and so to live well in this hostile
+world?  This is what all of we homo sapiens would wish for if we merely
+reflected on our innermost longings.  The proof is in the very origin of
+this question: the myth.
+
+ 
+ 
+A Panacea for Cheezy Movies
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                   A Panacea for Cheezy Movies
+                        by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+
+
+        As a child in the 70's I would drag myself out of bed on Saturday
+mornings and watch Scooby Doo, Pebbles and Bam Bam, and the Grape Ape.  But
+the real fun came after the cartoons.  Saturday Sci Fi Theater it was called,
+and once a week I would revel in the sights of Godzilla smashing Tokyo,
+vampires turning into bats, and brave astronauts shooting at martians in deep
+space.  It was my favorite form of entertainment.
+        Then Star Wars came out.  My world shattered.  I realized that science
+fiction movies could have plots.  They could have good dialogue.  They could
+have special effects where you could swear you were seeing the real thing.  I
+realized Godzilla was nothing but a Japanese guy in a rubber suit.  I saw the
+strings holding up the fake looking vampire bat.  I understood that you could
+not fire a revolver in a vacuum.  Depressed and embittered, I turned my back
+on b-movies.
+        One day in early 1992 while I was channel surfing, I came upon one of
+these old movies.  It was "The Amazing Colossal Man", the story of a man named
+Glen, who, through a nuclear accident, grows to tremendous proportions.  But
+something was wrong.  There was a silhouette of theater seats across the
+bottom, with three figures sitting there.  But they were not just sitting
+there, they were cracking jokes about the movie.  But more than that - they
+were fighting back.  I was intrigued.
+        Later I found out its name - Mystery Science Theatre 3000.  My mother
+had told me about it.  She thought she had inadvertently turned the television
+to a religious channel and stumbled upon Christians pointing out evil things
+in movies.  What she had thought was the silhouette of a devil was in fact
+Crow T. Robot, one of the stars of the show.  The devil's horns turned out to
+be a lacrosse mask, Crow's "ear devices".
+        The premise of the show is this:  Two mad scientists, Dr. Forrester
+and TV's Frank, become angry with their janitor, Joel Robinson, so they shoot
+him into space.  Aboard the "Satellite of Love", Joel is forced to watch
+cheesy movies while the Mads monitor his mind and try to break him.  To help
+him keep his sanity, Joel builds two robots, Crow and Tom Servo, and together
+they assault the movie of the week with their lightning comebacks and
+scimitar wit.  In fact, in a two hour episode, they come up average of 700
+comebacks.  That's over five a minute.
+        But It's not just the sheer volume of jokes in each episode - it's the
+quality.  Whether dealing with bad monster flicks to 50's beatnik movies,
+they're always loaded with ammunition.  During the wonderful gem Rocket Attack
+USA, Joel notes, "I never thought the end of the world would be so annoying."
+While watching the film Rocketship XM, Crow makes a log entry for the stars,
+saying, "Dear Diary: Well, we're all going to die and it's my fault.  Our
+fiery demise is imminent, but at least I have my health, knock on wood."  And
+in the stinkburger Earth vs. the Spider, Tom Servo lets us know that "no
+spiders were squished, stepped on, flushed, or made to suffer any emotional
+distress during the making of this film.  One spider did die of old age; we
+have two letters from doctors confirming this."
+        Joel Hodgson created the show back in 1988 for KTMA, a UHF station in
+Minneapolis.  He also played the Mad's victim, Joel Robinson, from it's
+beginning until late 1993.  After 22 shows had been made the concept was sold
+to HBO, who put it on their fledgling network, Comedy Central.  The staff left
+KTMA and formed an MST3K production company called Best Brains.  The show has
+become so popular that the network airs it every day for almost 24 hours a
+week.  Joel recently left the show to pursue other things.  Mike Nelson, the
+head writer for the show, replaced Joel as the Mad Scientists' new victim.
+        One MST3K fixtures is Turkey Day.  The first episode of MST3K was
+aired on Thanksgiving, 1988, and it has become an annual event.  Each
+Thanksgiving, Comedy Central airs 30 or more hours of the show in a row, to
+the delight of the fans and to the scourge of their football spectating
+relatives.
+        Above all, the high point of the show is it's fans, commonly referred
+to as Misties.  There are some 50,000 "official" fans.  They have a tool that
+Trekkers of the 70s could only have dreamed of - computer networks, allowing
+them to range far and wide in their quest for like-minded people.  Mike
+Slusher, known as Bot Snak and the Sysop of the Deep 13 BBS, describes them
+thus, "MSTies are the greatest people I know.  I know that sounds trite, but
+it's true.  they seem to be very warm and loyal to each other and have
+boundless enthusiasm for everything MST."
+        Misties can be found on many networks throughout the country and the
+world.  CompuServe has perhaps the most Misty activity, but there are Misties
+on America On-Line, GEnie, NVN, Internet, Prodigy, and the burgeoning People
+Together Network.  Many Misties were scattered to the wind when Prodigy raised
+its rates in the summer of 1993, and as Mike Slusher said, "Prodigy was good
+for it's sheer number of messages, but it was ruled by evil dictators that
+would always ruin the fun."  Misties can also be found on many local BBSes,
+their messages being echoed through nets such as RIME and WME.
+        Why do people "become" Misties?  Perhaps Chris Cornell, a Misty know
+as Sampo, explain it best.  "I'm a MSTie, and unafraid to admit it, for two
+reasons. First, because in more than 30 years of watching TV, and 10 years of
+reviewing it professionally, MST3K is the single most intelligent, thoughtful,
+positive, elegant and side-splittingly funny comedy series I have ever
+encountered. Period. Second, because the more I meet and talk to other MSTies,
+the more I discover what an utterly charming group of people they are. I have
+a saying: "I never met a MSTie I didn't like." And when I do meet somebody
+irritating who claims to be a MSTie, I'm not surprised to discover, later,
+that they really could care less about the show and are just a hanger-on.
+It's happened over and over. The show attracts the nicest class of people:
+intelligent, sweet, polite and always very funny."
+        These "on-line" Misties have always yearned to know their pals behind
+the computer screen better.  They've exchanged photos, they've had small Misty
+parties, but as of yet, nothing has compared to the MSTieWeen party of 1992.
+Rockclimber, also know as Laura Kelley, described to me how it came about in
+an interview.  There were some plans for a convention in the late fall of 92,
+but those plans petered out.  Then Debbie Tobin, know as Kim C. on Prodigy,
+decided to have a MST Halloween Party at her home in Edina, Minnesota.  A
+Comedy Central employee named Naomi who frequents some of the computer
+networks was contacted about it.  Laura said that they were "hoping for maybe
+a bag of Doritos, or maybe a party platter," but Naomi said that they might be
+able to do more.  Best Brains had not made any intros for the upcoming Turkey
+Day Marathon, so they decided to film the party instead, and let the party be
+the intro.  And they catered the event.  There the Misties were, dressed up in
+Halloween garb, meeting face to face and being broadcast to America at the
+same time.  It was a sight few will forget.
+        So, I have found goodness in b-movies after all.  Well, perhaps not
+goodness, but a good way to look at the badness, and make it good.  Isn't that
+what life's all about.  If they hand you lemons, just make lemonade.
+ 
+MST3K BBSES
+Deep 13 - (215) 943-9526 (Levittown, PA) Sysop, Mike Slusher
+Satellite Of Love BBS - (513) 563-0759 (Cincinnati, OH) Sysop, Bob Poirier
+Satellite Of Love BBS - (619) 487-0690 (San Diego, CA)
+
+MST3K Publications
+BrainFood - BrainFood, C/O Rock Climber, 2252 S.E. Holland St., Port St. Lucie,
+FL 34952
+Crow's Nest - Crow's Nest, PO Box 3825, Evansville, IN 47736-3825
+Digest Digest - Digest Digest, 953 Rose Arbor Dr., San Marcos, CA 92069-4584
+MST3K Manifesto - C/O #12888, 6216 N. 23rd Street, Arlington, VA 22205
+
+ 
+ 
+Halloween - The Prequel
+Copyright (c) 1993, Brigid Childs
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                     HALLOWEEN - THE PREQUEL
+
+
+   Halloween - the word conjures up memories of twilight shivers, running
+through the piles of carefully raked leaves to knock timorously at the
+neighbors' doors, squeaking out "Trick or treat", and waiting to see which
+would be chosen.  Eerie faces glowed and glared, guarding window after window
+with candle flame in wildly carved pumpkin.  Tales of terror passed from oldest
+to youngest evoked chills on that special night we'd anticipated for weeks.
+Halloween was ghosts and goblins and ghoul - and most of all, Halloween was the
+season of the witch; silhouetted against the full autumn moon, straddling her
+broom this queen of the night rode the darkness of our dreams.  But where did
+Halloween come from?
+
+    To the modern witch, Halloween is a serious religious holiday, its roots
+reaching back in to shamanistic tradition.  Called Hallows by some pagan
+traditions, this is the Celtic New Year, Samhain (pronounced something ike
+"sahw-in).  On this night, the Celts and their Druid priests lit bonfires upon
+which they symbolically burned the ills and frustrations of the past year.  At
+Samhain, which translates from the Celtic as "Summer's End", the Druids counted
+their herds and mated their breeding stock for the coming spring.  And Samhain
+was the night when the veil between the worlds would part briefly to allow
+contract between the living and their dead.
+
+    Many cultures have continued this recognition of their dead. The Japanese
+hang paper lanterns on their gates to welcome home the spirits of their
+ancestors; similarly the Irish leave candles in their windows toward the same
+purpose.  The Egyptians light candles in their cemetaries to guide the dead
+back from the City of Osiris.  The Jack o'Lantern of modern Hallows revels was
+once a carved turnip used to light both live and dead  celebrants to Samhain
+rites.  This is a night to honour and remember those who'd gone before.  While
+modern Pagans do not believe in disturbing the departed, on Hallows the spirits
+are invited to share our ritual gatherings and whatever voluntary messages may
+be communicated are  welcomed.  It's also a night when witches traditionally
+practice divination to anticipate the events of the coming year.  Runes, tarot
+cards, scrying mirrors, even nuts and apples are Hallows' tools of foreseeing.
+(Apples and nuts???)
+
+    Samhain; (Summer's End, remember?) represents the Third Harvest as well.
+The Celts pressed cider in this season and collected nuts and the last fruits
+and grains for winter; indeed, it was considered unwise to eat foods that had
+remained unharvested past Halloween.  Feasting appropriate to the season
+included pumpkin, corn, nuts and apples, and servings were offered to the
+departed to let them share in this celebration.  The apple is particularly
+associated with Samhain and Wicca; cut in half horizontally, it reveals at its
+core the five pointed star.  Its flesh nourishes us, yet its seeds contain
+deadly cyanide.  Apples were sacred to Hel, the Norse goddes of the Underworld,
+and in Celtic myth, Avalon, the Isle of the Blessed, and Tir-Na-Nog, the
+Summerland, both homes of the dead, are both depicted as beautiful islands
+where apple trees bear fruit all year.  Bobbing for apples, a modern Halloween
+game, recalls the pagan traditions associated with the holiday.  The hazel nut
+also has long been noted as sacred to the gods as a source of wisdom.  Hazel
+nuts are tossed on the Hallows fire by young women attempting to see their
+future husbands in the flames.
+
+  Pagans still observe the Old Ways, harming none in their practice of a
+religion that interprets the agricultural cycles of the earth for an urbanized
+industrial society.  Modern Samhain rituals allow our love for nature and
+respect for our ancestors and traditions to surface in a world where such
+values are in short supply.  The maske and merriment of Halloween echo the
+original festival of harvest and spirits, gently accepting the joy of earlier
+times.
+
+  Blessed be and peace be with you - Brigid
+
+ 
+ 
+Honorable Mentions: The Other Half of the Top Ten
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+
+Non-Fiction
+-----------
+
+ 6. A Plausible Model for Space Combat by Robert McKay (Jan 94)
+ 7. From the Journals of... (Pt.2) by Gage Steele (Sep 93)
+ 8. Cancer: Surviving the Fear by Joe DeRouen (Jul 93)
+ 9. Interview: Dr. Kenneth Matsumura, M.D. by L. Shawn Aiken (Feb 94)
+10. Animal Rights and Wrongs by Kathy Kemper (Mar 94)
+
+ 
+ 
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+A Mushroom Dawn
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+A Mushroom Dawn
+---------------
+ 
+On the eve of the Great Pacific War,
+        King huddled against Roosevelt like a sleeping child
+        dreams of an enemy that never was
+        dreams of sleeping with his member in his mouth
+                quickened orations - dying gasps
+                ejaculation renders an atomic cloud
+        (In disgust, King awakens to dank, soiled
+sheets and the death of thousands of Japanese)
+ 
+Guilty and satisfied, he falls quickly to sleep
+only to awaken to a mushroom dawn.
+ 
+ 
+ 
+Gray House Cat
+Copyright (c) 1993, Jim Reid
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+Gray house cat standing at the sliding glass door
+   looks out, then at me.
+      Repeating until I catch the hint.
+ 
+I let her out.  A moment later
+   her nose and paws press the glass.
+      In and out, out and in
+ 
+until I scowl and leave the door ajar.
+   She sits inside, nose at the door jam,
+      smiling.  I am slow.
+ 
+What she wanted was neither in nor out,
+   but the freedom to choose.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Mi'Lord
+Copyright (c) 1993, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Mi'LORD
+
+When I first saw your face,
+I looked and saw another hiding in your soul,
+he smiled at me,
+as he looked through your eyes,
+recognition hit me like a blow,
+I knew him from times long past,
+though where and when I could not tell,
+His laugh came out your lips,
+and gave me goosebumps and warning bells.
+
+Then one night I had a dream,
+I was in a long flowing dress,
+Waiting on Mi'Lord to come,
+and ringing my hands in distress,
+Concern flowed through me for his welfare,
+For the night was pitch and dark with storm,
+Fearing of what could befell him,
+On that early winter morn.
+
+A cry came from the sentry on watch,
+A horse and rider tore down the lane,
+The sleet and snow came down so hard,
+Friend or foe he could not name,
+Booted feet stomped up the steps,
+To crash open the heavy oak door,
+A form loomed out of swirling ice,
+And with a cry I knew him as Mi'Lord.
+
+I ran and threw my arms around him,
+Shaking with my joy and relief,
+He clasped me to him in surprise,
+As tears streamed down my cheeks,
+"Were you afraid, Lass?" he said,
+Ashamed I nodded yes,
+You see,
+In my dream I looked in his eyes,
+and saw you instead.
+
+ 
+ 
+In Time The Heart Will Wander
+Copyright (c) 1993, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+"Poetry is to the soul, what music is 
+to life - intrinsic without force" 
+
+                        Tamara 
+
+
+  
+ In Time The Heart Will Wander 
+   
+ In time the heart will wander 
+    through passages unknown. 
+ Words that bring us thunder 
+    for silences have grown. 
+ To love and then to lose 
+    a brother and a friend 
+ makes deep and lasting blues 
+    the kind that never end. 
+ Going out together 
+    to reach the new horizon 
+ casting out the feathers 
+    that always keep surprisin'. 
+ A love so strong it strengthens 
+    the heart and soul for more 
+ in spite of time that lengthens 
+    through infinity - the door. 
+ Death has taken many 
+    but none were quite so near 
+ For thoughts are just a penny 
+    for those who wish to hear. 
+   
+ Written 6/15/88 (c) by Tamara 
+  
+A poem in memory of my brother Kristofer Jon 
+who died June 6, 1988. Kris - I love you.
+
+ 
+ 
+Touch Me
+Copyright (c) 1991, Patricia Meeks
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+TOUCH ME
+
+To touch me is to heal me.
+Just reach out your hand,
+and I'll meet you half way,
+One little soft-whisper touch,
+and I'm free.
+
+To touch me is to trust me.
+One little touch can mean so much,
+One hand reaching through the darkness,
+to another in time,
+One little soft-whisper brush,
+of your hand on mine,
+and I'm strong.
+
+To touch me is to make love with me.
+Is is so hard to touch me?
+The finger-brush of your body touching mine,
+The tempation almost too much,
+Yearning to reach out,
+but pulling back in time,
+I feel you touching me,
+in my mind.
+
+I know you want to touch me,
+One little soft-whisper touch,
+and you are healed.
+
+ 
+ 
+Honorable Mentions: The Other Half of the Top Ten
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+
+Poetry 
+------ 
+
+ 6. The Real Inheritan by Jim Reid (Jan 94)
+ 7. Bumper Sticker Beliefs by J. Guenther (Apr 94)
+ 8. Young Man On a Fence, 1967 by Daniel Sendecki (Oct 93)
+ 9. A Christmas Trilogy by Joe DeRouen (Dec 93)
+10. Mom by David M. Ziegler (May 94)           
+
+ 
+ 
+
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+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Top 10 Things Overheard at the First Continental Congress
+---------------------------------------------------------
+
+10. "I came for the liberty, but I'm staying for the beer & pretzels!!!"
+ 9. "Where's this wench, 'Happiness', that I'm guaranteed the right to pursue?"
+ 8. "King George is a weinie."
+ 7. "Pass the cream cheese."
+ 6. "Let's call it the Paul... no... the Frank... no... the *BILL* of Rights."
+ 5. "Would you like fries with that?"
+ 4. "Do you really think that arming bears is a good idea?"
+ 3. "A man is innocent until proven guilty, unless his name is O.J. Simpson."
+ 2. "C'mon, now everybody.  GROUP HUG!!!"
+ 1. "Hey, everybody, watch me turn George Washington into a mushroom!!!"
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Top 10 Ways to Enjoy the Summer in Dallas, TX
+---------------------------------------------
+
+10.  Practice flipping off motorists that cut you off on the interstate,
+     then ducking to dodge flying bullets.
+
+ 9.  Join a gang.  See if you can instigate a gang war.
+
+ 8.  Spend as much time outdoors as possible.  Admire all the pretty colors
+     as dementia caused by heat prostration sets in.
+
+ 7.  Stare at the sky and see if you can spot any new holes in the ozone before
+     going blind.
+
+ 6.  Bet on which major political figure will be indicted next.
+
+ 5.  LEAVE.  Go somewhere that's more temperate in the summertime, like Hell.
+
+ 4.  Go swimming once at Lake Dallas.  Spend rest of summer trying to clear
+     up rash caused by toxic substances in the water.
+
+ 3.  Say "Hot enough for ya'?" to every passing stranger.  Spend 3/4 of
+     summer at emergency room from injuries sustained.
+
+ 2.  Go to a Dallas Area Rapid Transit (DART) bus stop and spend all of
+     summer waiting for a bus.
+
+ 1.  Stay in the air-conditioned comfort of your home and BBS, BBS, BBS!!!
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Top 10 Gag Mother's Day Gifts
+_____________________________ 
+
+10. Hot Pepper-flavored denture gel
+ 9. Fake photo of you and your new live-in lover "Ron"          
+ 8. Professionally edited family videos with Friday the 13th's
+    Jason's head superimposed over your own
+ 7. Revealing photos of Dad and the office secretary
+ 6. Phony headline about you shooting 30 nuns from the bell tower before
+    turning the gun on yourself
+ 5. Sexy Lingerie and powerful electric "foot massage" tool
+ 4. Revealing photos of *Mom* and the office secretary
+ 3. Trick support hose that keep falling down
+ 2. Two-million dollar insurance policy on Mom with you as the
+    benificiary
+ 1. "Congratulations, it's a Girl!" greeting card announcing your
+     recent sex change operation.  
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe & Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+Top 10 Things The Easter Bunny Does The Rest of the Year
+________________________________________________________
+
+
+10. Multiply, multiply, multiply
+ 9. Remove dye from unused eggs, try to get refund at market
+ 8. Taunt, cajole, and bewilder Elmer Fudd             
+ 7. Tend to his marshmallow chicken farm 
+ 6. Hang out at the Playboy bunny club            
+ 5. Pick fights with San Diego Chicken                      
+ 4. Goes around telling kids that Santa Claus isn't real          
+ 3. Work on formula to render rabbit feet unlucky
+ 2. Consult Internet Oracle as to whether he's a Christian 
+    or Pagan religious symbol
+ 1. Spend quality time with "longtime companion" The Tooth Fairy
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Heather DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+Top 10 Ways to Celebrate St. Patrick's Day
+__________________________________________
+
+
+10.  Drink enough green beer to make vomit look like antifreeze.
+ 9.  Load up back seat of car with fake rubber snakes, then drive them
+     out of town.
+ 8.  Go to Keystone Kops revival festival.
+ 7.  Roll me over in the clover!!!
+ 6.  Fill up car with gas at Shamrock service station.
+ 5.  Watch "The Crying Game".  See if you can figure out which one's
+     not really a woman without having to be told.
+ 4.  Rant loudly about those obnoxious Catholics/Protestants (depending
+     on personal preference).
+ 3.  Listen to newest Siouxsie and the Banshees CD until your ears bleed.
+ 2.  Tear up picture of pope (only allowed if you're a guest host on
+     Saturday Night Live).
+ 1.  Go braughless.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List  
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Proposed Movie Sequels For 1994
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+ 10. Remains of the Day II: Aww Mom, Leftovers Again?
+  9. Free Willy II: Sorry, We're All Out - Come Back Tomorrow
+  8. Sequel to The Firm - The Slightly Out of Shape  
+  7. Wayne's World III: The End of The World Is Nigh
+  6. Sequel to The Man Without a Face: The Man Without a Penis - 
+     The John Wayne Bobbit Story
+  5. Indecent Proposal II: For a Million Dollars, I'll Do It Twice!
+  4. The Last Action Hero II: Well, Maybe Not The LAST Action Hero . . .
+  3. Sleepless in Seattle II: Abusing the Tranqualizers
+  2. Sequel to The Pelican Brief - Porcupine Panties
+  1. Honey, I Ate the Kids
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Returned Christmas Gifts                           
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ                   
+
+ 10. Chia Pet Marital Aid
+  9. Complete Boxed Set of Chevy Chase Show (1 VHS Tape)        
+  8. Jurassic Pork Cutlets Gift Set                              
+  7. Michael Bolton & Barry Manilow: White Boys In the 'Hood Rap CD    
+  6. Rush Limbaugh's "Let's Get Naked and Sweat" Exercise Video
+  5. John Wayne Bobbit Doll (returned for non-working Parts)
+  4. Playboy "Girls of 7-11" Christmas Calendar
+  3. New Domino's Pizza T-Shirt: "30 Min. Or, Well, It's Late."
+  2. Michael Jackson's Li'l Tykes Playhouse
+  1. Crotchless Trousers
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Best Christmas Gifts This Holiday Season                           
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ                   
+
+ 10. John Wayne Bobbit doll (some assembly may be required)
+  9. For Collectors: Rare footage of Infomercial *Not* starring Cher!
+  8. Ted Danson remake of "The Jazz Singer"                         
+  7. Ross Perot CD (manufacturing error - skips and keeps      
+     repeating the same thing over and over)
+  6. Senator Robert Packwood's Guide to Gettin' The Babes
+  5. Three words: Gifs, Gifs, Gifs!  
+  4. Michael Jackson's Around-The-World Getaway tour 
+     (Kids fly free!)
+  3. Find Fabio kid's activity book 
+  2. 28.8k Modem/Fax/food dehydrator (from Ronco)
+  1. Beavis and Butthead's Book of Social Etiquette 
+     (fire damage sale - 50% off)
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen  
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
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+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ  
+
+
+ 10. SysOp changes your handle to "Ima Leech"
+  9. Microsoft releases Windows NT, and you're happy
+  8. Psych 101 paper gets juxtaposed with alt.sex file from Internet
+  7. President of local computer user group marries your sister    
+  6. FIDO doesn't like your front-end mailer - and neither does Spot
+  5. Your wife finds your GIF collection
+  4. National debt pales in comparison to your upload/download ratio
+  3. You find your *wife's* GIF collection
+  2. Chastised by angry RIME conference host for being off topic
+  1. Artificial Intelligence program won't hot chat you  
+
+
+ 
+ 
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+                                                                                
+ 
+ 
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+               Addison, Tx. 75234
+               U.S.A. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+              Dallas, Tx. 75234
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly
+ "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in
+ three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ twice-yearly awards.
+
+ Twice-Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the twice-yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+                    Dallas, Tx. 75234
+                    U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+  14232 Marsh Ln. # 51
+  Dallas, Tx. 75234
+  U.S.A.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Left-Hand Path, The                
+    Location ........... Seattle, Washington                
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Pruitt               
+    Phone    ........... (206) 783-4668 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Foreplay Online                             
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas                     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sean Goldsberry         
+    Phone    ........... (214) 306-7493 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Online Syndication Services BBS           
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas                      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Lokke                 
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-8425 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Family Connection, The                        
+    Location ........... St. Louis, Missouri               
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Askew              
+    Phone    ........... (314) 544-4628 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Matrix Online Service                
+    Location ........... San Jose, California               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Daryl Perry               
+    Phone    ........... (408) 265-4660 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mission Control BBS       
+    Location ........... Flagstaff, Arizona       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kevin Echstenkamper                       
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1854 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Princessland BBS                  
+    Location ........... Wenonah, New Jersey               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Pamela & Rick Forsythe  
+    Phone    ........... (609) 464-1421 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Market Hotline, The
+    Location ........... Rodford, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Mintun
+    Phone    ........... (703) 633-2178 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Happy Trails
+    Location ........... Orange, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Inglehart
+    Phone    ........... (714) 547-0719 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Regulator, The     
+    Location ........... Charleston, South Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Coker           
+    Phone    ........... (803) 571-1100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Star Fire                        
+    Location ........... Jacksonville, Florida               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bruce Allan               
+    Phone    ........... (904) 260-8825 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates      
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                        
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
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+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get on the STTS mailing list, do the following:
+
+
+  Send internet mail message to:
+
+
+        STTS-REQUEST%textalk@egsner.cirr.com
+ 
+  With either the following in the body:
+ 
+        ADD SUBSCRIBE JOIN
+ 
+  To be added to the list or:
+
+        UNSUBSCRIBE DELETE REMOVE
+
+  To be removed from the list.
+
+
+If you're a SysOp *Please* be sure to send me a note telling me your
+BBS's name, your name, your state and city, the BBS's phone number(s)
+and it's baud rate(s) so I can include you in the list issue's
+distribution list. 
+
+Send the note to:  Joe.DeRouen@Chryalis.ORG
+
+
+
+If you wish to FTPMAIL request the magazine, please send mail to:
+ 
+        FTPMAIL%textalk@egsner.cirr.com
+ 
+With the following in the body:
+ 
+        GET <filename.ext>
+ 
+Where <filename.ext> would be SUN9408.ZIP or whatever issue you're
+wanting to retrieve.  The current issue available will correspond to
+whatever month you're in.  Septemeber 1994 would be SUN9409.ZIP, etc.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9408.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Texas Talk BBS and Archives On-Line BBS for allowing
+me to access the Internet and Fido (respectively) from their systems. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
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+ ÛÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛ ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÞÝÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÛÛÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßßßßÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßßßßÜÜÜ ÜÜßßßßßßÜÜÜÜ ßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÜÛÜÜÞÜÜÛÝÜÛÛÜÜÞÜÜÝÜÛÛÛÝßÛÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛÛÛÛÝÛÛÛÛÞÛÛÛß ßßß ßÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜßßß ßßÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÝÞÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßßÜÜßÛÛßßÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ þ ÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ 
+                                                                                
+ 
+ 
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen     
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Whew!  It's nearly midnight on Thursday, July 7th, two days after
+deadline, and I'm just finishing up the July issue of STTS.
+
+Somehow, I thought that this "Best Of" issue would be easy.  The staff
+would just get together, vote, and that would be that.  I hadn't thought
+about the difficulty of getting everyone together (especially when one
+of them lives in California!), tabulating all the votes once I have
+them, and putting it all together in a presentable manner.
+
+Well, next time I will.  Or at least that's the plan.  <Grin>
+
+Thanks to all of you readers out there (we have over 10,000 now!) for
+sticking with us, answering surveys, and remaining interested enough to
+seek us out via this ever-growing, always-wacky super information
+highway!  
+
+Until next month, when things return to some semblance of normalcy (and
+we don't have to vote on anything!) this is your ever-faithful,
+always-loveable Editor-in-Chief saying, "So long!"
+
+Joe DeRouen, 
+July 7th 1994
+
+ 
+ 
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+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume II, Issue 8                        August 1st, 1994
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial: Love and Rockets.................L. Shawn Aiken  
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers - Now offering prizes!....  
+ Monthly Prize Giveaway Details............................
+ Special News Regarding STTS and the Internet..............
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+ STTS Mailbag..............................................
+ The Question & Answers Session............................
+ My View: Baseball..........................Thomas Van Hook        
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+ Confusion in the Courts.....................L. Shawn Aiken
+ STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+ >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+ (Software) CD-ROM Selector................Louis Turbeville
+ (Movie) The Mask.............................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) The Client...........................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Capsule Movie Reviews................Bruce Diamond
+ (Music) Under the Pink/Tori Amos.............Andee SoRelle
+ (Music) Speak of the Devil/O. Osbourne.....Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  From the Teeth of Angels/J. Carroll....Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software   
+ >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+ Bubbles.....................................Franchot Lewis 
+ Oldest Man on Planet..............................Ed Davis
+ If I Could Talk to the Aliens................Bruce Diamond
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+ >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+ The Splendid Mosque of St. Sophia..........Daniel Sendecki         
+ Untitled............................................Tamara
+ Forgive Me.....................................J. Guenther
+ Aegean.....................................Mark L. Denslow
+   ÿ            Advertisement-Texas Talk BBS     
+ >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+ Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+ The Write Stuff..............................Bruce Diamond
+ The New Bill of Rights......................Author Unknown
+ >> --------------- Advertisements ----------------------<<
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+ Chrysalis BBS
+ Texas Talk
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+ 
+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+Editorial Introduction
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+With this issue, STTS welcome regularly contributing writer and staff
+member L. Shawn Aiken to the position of Assistant Editor.  As you'll
+note when you read Shawn's editorial (below) we haven't quite hammered
+out exactly what it is he'll do as asst. ed, but I'm sure STTS will be
+all the better for having him control a bit of it's destiny. 
+
+This month, I'll turn over the editorial space to him.  In months to
+come, this space will alternate as situation and time permit.
+
+
+
+Love and Rockets
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Love and Rockets
+by
+L. Shawn Aiken
+
+        I suppose I should introduce myself.  L. Shawn Aiken here, but you 
+can call me Shawn.  I'm the new Assistant Editor for STTS.  I don't even 
+know where the ropes are around here, much less learn them, but I suppose 
+Joe will eventually get around to telling me.
+        The real reason for me writing this isn't to introduce myself.  I 
+just had a shock.  Suddenly I realized that STTS didn't really mention 
+something important in the July issue - the anniversary of the Apollo moon 
+landing on the twentieth of the month.  Okay, perhaps you don't understand 
+my vehemence.  Let me explain.
+        I recently read an article about the anniversary.  The writer said 
+that he was at the Cape reporting on the launch back in '69, and he was 
+sitting next to Arthur C. Clarke, author of 2001: A Space Odyssey.  The 
+rocket lifted off and he looked over to Mr. Clarke and was flabbergasted to 
+see tears rolling down his cheeks.  YES!  I screamed.  That's it!
+        Perhaps normal people don't understand.  You see a rocket on the pad.  
+The countdown comes to a close.  It ignites.  Red hot fire spews out the back 
+and tons of metal race off into the sky.  And the tears come.
+        It could be any rocket.  Heck, it doesn't even have to be carrying 
+people.  It's just got to go up.  It's weird.  Of course, the more important 
+the payload, the more tears.  You try to hold them in around people.  
+Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't.
+        The feeling - it's like "OH GOD YES!  IT'S UP!  JESUS, IT'S UP!"  
+It's like we are suppose to be up there.  We NEED to be up there.  It 
+doesn't matter if it's the Russians, or the Chinese, or hey, even the French.  
+It's like a overwhelming, indescribable joy mixed with something bittersweet 
+that I still can't actually identify.
+        Perhaps it's understandable with people like Arthur C. Clarke.  He's 
+been writing science fiction for ages.  He invented the communication 
+satellite.  His insights into space were so profound that Skylab astronauts 
+even jury-rigged a centrifugal running track that he envisioned in 2001.  
+Mr. Clarke waited all of his life to see that rocket go up.  The tears were 
+justifiable.
+        But me, hey, I wasn't even born when they rode the first rocket to 
+the moon.  Three months later I finally arrived on the scene.  But I look 
+back on that old footage and it hits like a sledgehammer, and always the 
+same.  It's overwhelming.
+        My first space memory was the Apollo-Solyuz rendezvous.  I'm not 
+sure when that was, but it was pretty early in my life.  And it had a 
+profound effect.  We were doing things in space.  Interesting things.  But I 
+never really wanted to be an astronaut.  I'm sure I could never keep my mind 
+on work up there.  Sure, I wanted to go up there and visit, and hey, maybe 
+live if I had the chance.  But until NASA learns to sell itself to the 
+public, I don't see it really happening in my lifetime.
+        That doesn't really bother me personally.  I'm just happy that we 
+maintain a presence up there.  Although, I'd be a lot happier if we 
+maintained an even bigger presence.
+        It all seems like a dream now, doesn't it?  Within ten years of 
+deciding to go to the moon, we were there.  Think about what it was like 
+back then.  When we decided, we hadn't even sent anyone into space.  We 
+didn't know anything about it.  Our society had only recently entered the 
+atomic age.  They didn't even have computers back then.  Real computers, I 
+mean.  Think about it.  The lunar lander's computer had 16K.  The computer 
+I'm writing this on is pretty primitive - only 640K of RAM.  That's 40 times 
+what old Neil had in the Eagle!  The barbaric, primitive dark ages of the 60s 
+somehow sent three men 250,000 miles to a distant planet and back again.  A 
+half million mile trip.  And only 67 years before we had just learned to fly.
+        Of course we can't go back now.  The bulk of our space industry is 
+wrapped up in keeping the shuttle fleet aloft.  And we are going to strain 
+ourselves getting the space station built.  We can't afford such things 
+anymore.  The whole world is going to help having to get Freedom up.  And 
+perhaps that's how it should be.  Us working together instead of fighting.  
+Freedom will be another tear-jerker too.  All of those shuttles going up 
+with the parts.  And that last shuttle loaded with the finishing touches.  
+Oh dear.
+        I never really wondered if there were other people like me.  I 
+just figured it was a fluke.  But now that I hear of Mr. Clarke's tearful 
+episode, I wonder.  I suppose there must be.  We wouldn't be up there if 
+there weren't.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Assistant Editor   
+
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 20 boards).  Recently,
+  Bruce became the monthly movie critic for VALLEY REVIEW MAGAZINE,
+  published out of Pennsylvania.  LIGHTS OUT, now two years old, is
+  available through the Rime or P&B Networks by dropping a note to
+  Joe DeRouen, courtesy of Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS.  The
+  magazine will soon be available through Fido file request and
+  Internet FTP.  In the Dallas area, Bruce's distributor is Jay
+  Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer
+  and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Mark L. Denslow........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry
+  Andee SoRelle..........................Music Review
+  Louis Turbeville.......................Software Reviews
+  Thomas Van Hook........................My View, Music Review
+
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Chrles Borromeo Seminary in the
+  Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is
+  working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman
+  Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts
+  Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys
+  Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion.
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Andee SoRelle is a visual artist working in both paint and clay.
+  She lives in the Dallas, Texas area and enjoys BBSing, (of course!)
+  music, film, and kvetching about her day job.
+
+  Louis Turbeville currently works as a computer analyst for the Air  
+  Force.  He's originally from Hawaii (about an 1/8 Hawaiian <everyone
+  seems to ask>) and has a BBA in Management Information Systems from the
+  University of Hawaii.  Louis is married and has a two year old son who
+  keeps him busy, especially when he wants to sit at the computer and
+  write.  His interest in writing was nurtured by his wife, a journalism
+  and english major who's yet to be published and holds this very much
+  against Louis. <G>  He's had a couple of reviews published on
+  WindowsOnLine Review Magazine and hopes to broaden his base of published
+  media in the near future. 
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+  Thomas D. Van Hook, sargeant in the USAF and part time demigod, is
+  stationed somewhere in northern Europe.  Due to the many warrants out
+  for his arrest and psychotic acquaintances, he has asked that his
+  precise location be kept anonymous.  He and his wife Kathy spend much
+  of their free time investing in the diaper industry due to a tiny
+  Elfling that was laid upon their doorstep....recently dubbed Corey. 
+  In an effort to escape such bondage, Tommy has taken to haunting
+  various castle- ruins, playing tag-you're it with certain ugly porcine
+  creatures, reading SF and gracing his friends with poetry.  His poetic
+  style is marked with a characteristic honesty and directness that
+  ranges from the dark and brooding to startling reflections of life. 
+
+ 
+ 
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+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 1344   of   1370       Date: 07/10/94 07:33
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME> 
+From    : Allyssa Lathan
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : July
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy... :)
+After months of seeing your posts about each issue coming out,
+the BBS I'm on now has STTS. I've been reading back issues a lot,
+but I think I can catch up pretty quickly... <G>
+ 
+ 
+ 
+                'Lyssa, now a devoted STTS-reader
+ 
+Some really good poetry and fiction in STTS, but you'd know
+that, wouldn't you. (:
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+Msg#: 8783 *Internet*
+07-11-94 19:47:12
+From: ARTHUR.ECKARD@THE-SPA.COM
+  To: JOE DEROUEN (Rcvd)
+Subj: AUTHOR ADDRESS
+ 
+To: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+ 
+Hi Joe,
+ 
+Just DLd SUN9407.ZIP and found myself stunned.
+ 
+I really don't know what to say - I've only tried to write this note a 
+dozen times.
+ 
+First place in Fiction.
+ 
+Thank you very much. I'm honored. This is the first piece of work I've 
+ever been paid for. I'm really overwhelmed and I don't know what else to 
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+Thank you very much. You have no idea what this means to me. I hope 
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+ 
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Question and Answers Session will be back next month.  This feature
+is on hiatus until then.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+My View: Baseball             
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or  
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+As of this writing, Major League Baseball is poised on the edge of it's
+most exciting "second-half" in quite some time.  The realignment that
+took place during the winter has added to the excitement of the
+potential division races.  Not one single team is running away with
+their division at this point in the season. 
+
+In the meantime, Ken Griffey Jr., Frank Thomas and Matt Williams have
+very good chances of breaking Roger Maris' single-season home-run
+record.  Frank Thomas also has a real chance to become the first
+Triple-Crown winner in quite some time.  Attendance at most major league
+parks is on pace to break last year's marks.  Yes indeed, MLB is looking
+at a summer that could be talked about for years to come. 
+
+Despite all the excitement of record-runs, increased attendance and
+potential playoff races, baseball fans see the dark cloud of the
+players' strike on the horizon for this season.  It's really nothing
+new.  Strikes have been fairly common place since the late 70s within
+baseball ('72, '73, '76, '80, '81, '85  and '90). 
+
+The Players' Union, which has made quite a few advances in how players
+have been treated since the inception of the game, has basically come to
+"loggerheads" with the owners over the issue of a salary-cap. 
+
+This salary cap is designed to keep to keep the owners within a set
+level of spending concerning player's salaries.  If this is agreed to,
+the current system of arbitration will be obsolete.  The players will no
+longer be able to have their salaries raised to the astronomical levels
+we have witnessed since the 1990 free agent signings. 
+
+The basic point here is that the owners stand to lose very little under
+this proposed system, while the players stand to lose billions of
+potential dollars.  The game, however, stands to gain a lot through this
+system. 
+
+Under the newest round of expansion, the current talent pool of players
+has been dilued even further.  The teams that can afford the "big" stars
+are loading their teams up with such "gate-drawing" superstars.  Teams
+located in the smaller markets can't gain these superstars to effect
+their turnstile counts. 
+
+Under the new system that is proposed by the owners, these smaller teams
+will have a better chance to afford and obtain these stars for their
+lineups.  This should provide boosts for their turnstile counts and for
+their team's on-field play. 
+
+A strike will hurt quite a few people.  For instance, some cities depend
+heavily on the revenue and taxes that the stadiums bring into their
+budgets.  Average citizens employed for the season by the stadiums as
+vendors, merchandisers and the such, will see their pocketbooks
+experience a drought in times where everyone is feeling the financial
+"pinch."  
+
+The owners will be slightly hurt since the revenue of their team won't
+be coming in on a regular basis, but most of the owners are financially
+independent through other means. The players are working from guarenteed
+contracts, and will make most of their contractual monies where they
+play or not.  
+
+The young fans will experience a let-down as their idols (most notably
+the three mentioned above that are chasing basbeball history) are sent
+packing before the season draws to a close.  And lastly, MLB itself will
+be hurt as scores of fans (most who remember the strikes of the past)
+leave MLB for other sports such as Football and Basketball. 
+
+Fans believe that they are powerless to influence players and owners in
+such issues as salaries and the such.  But they are wrong.  Fans have a
+lot of influence on the game.  Fans pay the sharply escalating prices of
+tickets.  Fans are the ones that drop the dollar into the pockets' of
+the players and owners.  In today's game of baseball, the ALMIGHTY
+dollar speaks very loudly. 
+
+If fans would refuse to pay the high prices at the games, the players
+and owners might be able to see what ails baseball.  If the Owners and
+the Players' Union can resolve their differences and avert a strike,
+remains to be seen.  However, if a strike takes place, the long-term
+effects on MLB could possibly be as devastating as the 1919 Black Sox
+scandal. 
+
+That scandal almost sunk baseball, except that a savior named Herman
+"The Babe" Ruth arrived on the scene and brought back the excitement
+missing from the game.  I'm not too sure that the greed of the players
+and owners is going to find such a savior this time around. 
+
+
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+Confusion in the Courts
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+Confusion in the Courts
+by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+        There is something wrong with the American judiciary system, isn't 
+there?  You hear people on the news complain about it all the time.  
+Murderers spend a few months in jail, then are let go to continue their 
+rampage.  A mere accident made by an over enthusiastic police officer can 
+cause a rapist to go free on a technicality.  We see the symptoms, but what 
+is the underlying cause of them?
+        The bottom of it is that some people are criminals.  Flat out.  I'm 
+sure no one came into this existence planning murder sprees.  But somewhere 
+along the way they decided to become criminals.  There were probably quite a 
+few factors in coming to this decision.  It probably was the only was they 
+thought they could successfully survive.  The roots of these problems can 
+probably be reached and handled, but frankly, our mental health scientists 
+aren't very good at it.  They try, Lord, they try, but there are few real 
+successes.
+        So, we have criminals, and for the foreseeable future, this country 
+has no foolproof way of evolving them into upstanding members of the 
+community.  This is were the justice system comes in.
+        Long ago, humanity realized that they were more successful in groups.  
+Group members could specialize in survival related functions.  Some could 
+gather food, others could raise children, etc.  Eventually, someone noticed 
+that doing certain things were good for group survival, and others were bad.  
+Forgetting to tend the fire could lead to it becoming extinguished.  Very 
+bad.  So someone decided it was a crime for the fire tender to ignore the 
+fire.  A crime that could be punished.  The Vestal Virgins were a long 
+standing remnant of this philosophy.
+        Soon humanity learned that there were many things that were bad for 
+group survival.  Certain members of the group were given the job to remember 
+the rules.  These became the wise men, the magicians, and the priests.  When 
+writing was developed, these rules were codified so that no one would forget 
+the knowledge of the ages.  Most people were used to following the rules.  
+They were the customs of the people.  They formed the basis of the community.
+        But some people could not, for some reason or the other, follow the 
+rules.  The easiest way to get these people into line was to inflict horrific 
+punishments on the evil-doers.  Steal, and you get a hand lopped off.  Quite 
+an incentive plan.
+        Our Founding Fathers felt that it wasn't necessary to be so horrific 
+in the act of punishment, telling us in the constitution that there should be 
+"no cruel or unusual punishment."  They were reacting to the fact that 
+European forms of justice usually came in the form of torture and starvation.
+        So our judicial system's only real form of punishment is jail time 
+or execution.  No more lopping off of people's toes for kicking the butcher.  
+Of course, there are fines and public service and such, but these are 
+difficult to levy in their fullest extent, being nebulous at the best of 
+times.  It's a very narrow band of possibilities, not impossible to work 
+with, but it takes a good deal of effort to handle.
+        Justice is defined as "the impartial administration of the laws of 
+the land."  Our system is based on the English common law system.  In that 
+system their are few actual written laws.  Law is based on what has been done 
+before.  If it was the custom in the shire to burn petty thieves, convicted 
+petty thieves would be burned.  This contradicts the Napoleonic system of law 
+in which every single law is written down into thick books.  Both systems 
+require an immense amount of paperwork, but the English system is flexible 
+and responsive, and herein lies the crux of the situation.
+        The way our judicial system is set up is just fine.  The judge, the 
+jury, even the vociferous lawyers, all perform vital functions for fairness, 
+truth seeking, and justice.  It may not be the best way of doing it, but it 
+does work - when it is allowed to.
+        What prevents the justice system from working are the laws and the 
+legislatures that enact them.  When you put a law in effect that contravenes 
+societies customs, mores, and tradition, it is doomed to failure.  It is 
+unenforceable unless people agree to it.
+        Take Prohibition.  Millions of men were sent off to war.  They came 
+back to find that the tee-totaler minority had taken over and outlawed 
+alcohol.  This was against the customs of American society.  You always 
+could go down to the bar and swig some grog.  But now it was illegal.  No 
+government on Earth could have enforced that law.
+        And what did it bring about?  America was dying for a drink.  And 
+if there is demand, there will be suppliers.  The criminal element developed 
+and immense organization to transport alcohol to the public.  Elliot Ness, 
+with all of his vehemence, could not stop it.  And then Prohibition was 
+lifted.  But the highly organized criminal element remained with their 
+immense organization and highly developed transportation network.
+        I have heard the argument to legalize narcotics linked with the 
+Prohibition conundrum.  This is faulty reasoning.  Smoking dope is not a 
+long standing cultural tradition.  It is an aberration.  Legalizing drugs is 
+just as wrong as prohibiting the sale of alcohol.  It contravene existing 
+societal values.
+        Anger and violence have always plagued humanity.  But societies had 
+a way of dealing with them.  Dueling was a way of handling it.  It may not 
+have been the smartest thing to do.  It may not have been at all pretty.  
+But it was a way for people to deal with their problems.  The Federal 
+government outlawed dueling almost two hundred years ago.  Well, it was a 
+nasty business.  But the government did nothing to replace it.  So there was 
+no outlet for anger and violence.  So people walk around, pent up with anger, 
+until they pop and climb up a tower and shoot nurses.  I am not saying 
+dueling was the answer, but it was an organized, socially accepted way of 
+handling it.
+        Slavery is an interesting institution to look at in this light.  The 
+Southern aristocracy had been using slaves for years to handle their crop 
+production.  It was their culture.  It was way the southern society was 
+established.  But was it right?
+        No.  The Africans had no tradition of being snatched up and enslaved, 
+beaten, and forced to work in the cotton fields.  Once upon a time they had 
+their own laws, their own traditions, their own judicial system.  But the 
+slave traders stripped that away.  Their masters could get them to do nothing 
+without brute force or threat of it.
+        The Jews, when scattered through Europe fleeing persecution, kept 
+their traditions in the form of their religious writings.  They could always 
+refer back to see how things were supposed to be.  The slaves, even after 
+freed, remembered little of their culture.  They had no unity.  They did 
+remember a bit, though, but were not allowed to practice it, instead being 
+forced to live in the pre-existing judicial system that had originally 
+enslaved them.  They had nothing in common with the 'whites', were forced to 
+live under their rules, but could take no part in their society.  In is no 
+wonder the Black culture is in the chaos that it is in today.  And it is 
+also no wonder that we see so many Blacks floating about in the judicial 
+system.
+        Simply writing an amendment granting them equality is not enough.  
+Our constitution states that 'all men are created equal'.  We have strived 
+to make that a part of our culture.  It is our guiding philosophy.  We aren't 
+really good at it, but we try.  It is our custom.  An eventually, our custom 
+will not only be to 'try', but to 'do'.
+        So we see that the outlawing of dueling, the instigation of slavery, 
+and the enactment of prohibition ran contrary to social customs, so they all 
+ultimately created problems.  There are many laws on the books that 
+contravene existing values.  The preponderance of these law confuses juries 
+and ties the hands of judges from doing what he or she feels is right.  They 
+provide loopholes in which evil men can be released into society with no 
+question.  I doubt that in ANY culture it is okay for evil men to wander the 
+streets raping little girls.  Certainly it is not okay in our society.  Yet, 
+it happens, and it happens due to screwy laws and an ignorance of tradition.  
+When we hold the rights of the criminal above the rights of good people, we 
+are going back on millennia of tradition.  Some  hairy chieftain figured out 
+perhaps tens of thousands of years ago that criminals shouldn't be allowed to 
+run free in the society.  It's a good tradition.  I hope our legislatures 
+rediscover that fact soon.  And since we vote them in, perhaps we should let 
+them know.  For their sake as well as ours.
+
+ 
+ 
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Beginning next month, everyone who answers the survey will have thier
+name thrown into a hat for a random drawing.  Each month we'll give away
+a prize of some great (or not-so-great) worth by drawing a name out of
+the hat.  
+
+Sept. 1st will be the first such drawing, and everyone who's sent in a
+survey from one of the past issues will be entered into the drawing as
+well as the people that answer before Sept. 1st.  After that, the
+drawing will only include surveys sent in after the date of the last
+drawing and before the date of the next drawing. 
+
+The Sept. 1st prize will be Cimemark's claymation VGA/Soundblaster game
+FREE DC!  Check out the MONTHLY PRIZE GIVEAWAY articles from the main
+menu for more details. 
+
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+
+The results are in from the survey in the July issue of STTS, and
+tabulated below for a median score. 
+
+So far, the response rate has been tremendous.  We've received responses
+from all over the USA and several other countries including Canada,
+South America, and France! 
+
+For those of you who've yet to respond, please do so now.  Your response
+will be greatly appreciated, and help shape the look, feel, and content
+of the magazine in the months to come. 
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
+comments were read and taken into consideration.  
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+        
+Fiction:            9.6    
+Poetry:             9.2
+Book Reviews:       8.0
+Editorial:          8.6
+Feature Articles:   8.6
+Humour:             8.7
+Movie Reviews:      8.6
+Software Reviews:   8.9
+ANSI Coverart:      7.3
+CD Reviews:         7.1
+Question & Answers: 7.1
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the software reviews seem 
+         to be ahead, the book and movie reviews seemed to be neck and 
+         neck, and the CD reviews place a somewhat distant fourth.  
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+                       
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in your surveys. If you haven't yet filled out the survey, you 
+still have time to do so. 
+
+Thanks for reading and, if you haven't already, please fill out the
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+
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+ 
+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+ 
+CD-ROM Selector - 1st Edition
+Requires: CD-ROM Drive
+Commercial Program, DOS or Windows 3.1
+Save The Planet Software
+Cost $32.00
+ 
+Where do you turn if you need a particular CD-Rom disk, but can't find it in
+any local software store or it is not carried by any mail order software
+companies?  The CD-ROM Selector would be a great place to start.  This CD
+offers a directory listing of over 1600 titles, in any easy to find manner.
+ 
+There are many things to praise about this new and unique software endevour.
+First of all, the information on this CD is very complete and informative.
+There are other CD directory listing programs which list more CD titles, but
+none with the detail and organization of this program.  For each CD you will
+find a decription of the CD, the publisher, contact phone numbers and adresses,
+and system requirements needed to run the program.  All of this information is
+located on one helpful screen.  With some of the other programs, like CD ROM of
+CD-ROMS you must navigate multiple screens to find the same amount of
+information.
+ 
+There are also several other little nuances that make this disk a pleasure to
+use.  The most notable is that the program will run right from the disk, no
+files are copied over to your precious hard disk space.  This is how a CD
+should run, why buy a CD-Rom and have it put 14+ megabytes of information on
+your hard disk.  Another nice feature is that the program has all the necessary
+files to run with the MS-DOS interface or with a Windows interface program.
+ 
+Finding CD titles are fairly easy with the menu driven system. You choose a
+subject and follow the menu choices until you are given a display of CD titles.
+You can scroll up and down the titles as you please and when you want more
+information about a title you highlight it and press Enter.  This is the
+screen where all the vital information is displayed.
+ 
+In addition to getting a brief description of the program, there are also over
+230 screen shots of some of various CD-Rom programs.  This allows you to get a
+feel as to what the programs interface and graphics will be like.
+ 
+There is also a demo of this program available on most BBS's and major online
+services.  The latest demo I saw was called CDROMG11.ZIP, CD-ROM Guide version
+1.1.  This will allow you see what this program is like without actually buying
+it. While the demo is fully functional, it does not have nearly as much
+information on file for you to look at.  For that you need to by the CD-Rom.
+ 
+If you are looking for some hard to find titles and want to be able to get all
+of the information on one easy to read screen, then this program is definitely
+worth considering.
+
+ 
+ 
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  THE MASK:  Charles Russell, director.  Mike Werb,        ³
+        ³  screenplay.  Michael Fallon and Mark Verheiden, story.   ³
+        ³  Starring Jim Carrey, Peter Riegert, Peter Greene, Amy    ³
+        ³  Yasbeck, Richard Jeni, and Cameron Diaz.  New Line       ³
+        ³  Cinema.  Dark Horse Entertainment.  Rated PG-13.         ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Fans of THE MASK comic book will be disappointed at the lack
+     of horrific aspects in the movie version; fans of ACE VENTURA
+     will be disappointed that Jim Carrey doesn't act like a lunatic in
+     every single scene; fans of comedy flicks will be disappointed at
+     the lack of plot or substantial characters, and at the surfeit of
+     silly sight gags in lieu of a smart script or clever dialogue.
+     But .  . .  but .  . .  fans of slapstick, of Tex Avery cartoons,
+     and of Industrial Light & Magic's special effects wizardry will
+     be celebrating like it's Christmas in August.  THE MASK is a
+     tremendous hoot, and then some.
+
+          Previous attempts at making a larger-than-life human cartoon
+     (e.g., THE VILLAIN, 1979, starring Kirk Douglas, Ann-Margret and
+     Arnold Schwarzenegger; or any of John Hughes' bad-guys-as-movie-
+     props pictures) have met with mixed success.  But those movies
+     didn't have the madcap energy and sheer *joie de vivre* of THE
+     MASK, which has as much to do with Carrey's talent (yes, talent)
+     as it does with the literally eye-popping effects.
+
+          The trailer and the commercials for the movie have revealed
+     the plot, such as it is, to everyone by now, so I'll briefly run
+     down the numbers here.  Mild-mannered bank employee Stanley Ip-
+     kiss (Carrey), a professional doormat if there ever was one,
+     discovers a mysterious mask one night.  The mask, as he
+     discovers, releases his inhibitions and leaves him free to
+     revenge himself against the people who have used him.  It also
+     frees him to pursue a romance with the drop-dead gorgeous singer
+     at the Coco Bongo Club, Tina Carlyle (Cameron Diaz).  Unfortu-
+     nately, Tina is hooked up with a mobster (Peter Greene), and The
+     Mask's antics cause them to cross paths, as well as bringing the
+     police hot on the green-faced prankster's tail.  The mask manages
+     to get Ipkiss out of as many situations as it manages to get him
+     *into*.
+
+          As mentioned before, the script is not particularly clever,
+     containing the tired, clich‚d dialogue and situations of a
+     secondhand comic book script.  Lines like "Let's have a chat
+     downtown" and "I'm keeping my eye on you" (both delivered by
+     Peter Riegert as the stereotyped police lieutenant who's trailing
+     The Mask) pepper the script, dragging the picture down under
+     their leaden weight.  Carrey, however, aided by wackily inven-
+     tive computer graphics, saves the project, running on what seems
+     to be an endless supply of adrenaline.  Watch Carrey closely,
+     though -- he's as inventive and energetic as ever, but the four-
+     hour makeup jobs and rigorous shooting schedule look like they've
+     taken their toll on him.  He looks tired and worn-out, even as
+     he's stealing a kiss from Diaz or playing with Max, his pooch.  I
+     just hope that Carrey isn't headed for major career burnout with
+     his new-found popularity in Hollywood.  He's dazzling as The
+     Mask, exhibiting some surprising talents -- I knew he could
+     dance, kinda sorta, based on an amusing scene in ONCE BITTEN
+     (1985), an otherwise tepid vampire spoof.  But I had no idea he
+     could sing, after a fashion, and when he exhibits both talents in
+     a show-stopping rumba number, leading a group of cops in a dance
+     scene, he's amazing.  The cartoony feel of the scene would have
+     come screeching to a halt without Carrey's special brand of
+     lunacy.
+
+          While I maintain THE MASK has numerous problems, the
+     effects, including Jim Carrey as the best human special effect
+     around, are good enough to rate a full-price recommendation.
+
+     RATING:  7 out of 10
+ 
+ 
+Movie Review, "The Client"
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+Reprinted with permission
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³ THE CLIENT:  Joel Schumacher, director.  Akiva Goldsman   ³
+        ³ and Robert Getchell, screenplay.  Based on the novel by   ³
+        ³ John Grisham.  Starring Susan Sarandon, Tommy Lee Jones,  ³
+        ³ Mary-Louise Parker, Anthony LaPaglia, J.T. Walsh,         ³
+        ³ Anthony Edwards, Brad Renfro, Will Patton, Bradley        ³
+        ³ Whitford, and Anthony Heald.  Warner Bros.  Rated PG-13.  ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          THE CLIENT starts out peacefully enough:  two boys playing
+     by the riverside, smokin' cigarettes they filched from mama's
+     handbag.  Hold onto that moment, because you won't get another
+     one like it until the film ends -- in between the two scenes is
+     some of director Joel Schumacher's best work, finally landing him
+     in the realm of film directors who work with people, rather than
+     with sets and cameras.  That may sound harsh, but in Schumacher's
+     previous work (THE LOST BOYS, 1987; FLATLINERS, 1990; FALLING
+     DOWN, 1993), he's shown more of an affinity for the look of a
+     movie than for the soul.
+
+          Of course, Schumacher receives help from a very talented
+     cast, headed by acting powerhouses Susan Sarandon and Tommy Lee
+     Jones as opposing counsel.  Young Brad Renfro holds his own as
+     the titular client, a young boy who witnesses a suicide after
+     receiving information he wasn't meant to have.  The information
+     implicates Barry "the Blade" Moldano (Anthony LaPaglia), a
+     swaggering Italian mafioso wanna-be whose passions run towards
+     shiny disco suits, hunting knives, and dead Senators.  "Reverend"
+     Roy Foltrigg (Jones), a federal prosecutor who wants to put
+     Moldano away for the murder, needs the dead body as evidence, and
+     since Moldano's attorney blew his own head off, eleven-year-old
+     Mark Sway (Renfro) is his only lead.  Knowing that he's in
+     trouble, Mark hires inexperienced Memphis lawyer Reggie Love
+     (Sarandon) as his attorney.  What Love lacks in experience,
+     though, she more than makes up for with guts.  She has to,
+     because she's fighting a less-than-perfect background herself.
+
+          THE CLIENT, when compared with John Grisham's other two
+     novels that have been adapted for film (THE FIRM and THE PELICAN
+     BRIEF, both 1993), is more personal and touching.  We aren't
+     side-tracked by high-power political stakes, despite Foltrigg's
+     aspirations for office.  The story follows Mark as he wrestles
+     with his brother's post-traumatic stress disorder (brought on by
+     the witnessed suicide), his mother's near-hysteria, and his own
+     crumbling self-image as a tough street punk.  Despite
+     Schumacher's occasional references to Foltrigg's investigation
+     and his love for publicity, and the director's penchant for
+     reducing characters and motivation to a chess game, the human
+     element of Grisham's novel shines through as the core of this
+     movie.  Reggie Love wins back respect for herself even as she
+     wins Foltrigg's respect, and hammers out a satisfying agreement
+     for her client and his family.  The ending may be too "happily
+     ever after," and the villains not quite menacing enough (I am
+     getting tired of the Mob becoming the default fall guy for
+     every hidden body and every unexplained insidious plot), but THE
+     CLIENT shines when it tells Mark's simple tale of a boy caught up
+     in forces over which he has no control.
+
+     RATING:  $$$
+ 
+ 
+Capsule Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+Reprinted with permission
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  TRUE LIES:  Written & directed by James Cameron.  Based  ³
+        ³  on a screenplay by Claude Zidi, Simon Michael, and       ³
+        ³  Didier Kaminka.  Starring Arnold Schwarzenegger, Jamie   ³
+        ³  Lee Curtis, Tom Arnold, Bill Paxton, Art Malik, Tia      ³
+        ³  Carrere, Eliza Dushku, Grant Heslov, and Charlton        ³
+        ³  Heston.  Fox.  Rated R.                                  ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Too much of a good thing, TRUE LIES is action director James
+     Cameron's latest over-budgeted and over-produced slam-dunk
+     starring Arnold Schwarzenegger.  Think "American James Bond" and
+     you're on the right track.  Ahnold plays secret agent Harry
+     Renquist who has been married to Jamie Lee Curtis for 15 years as
+     mild-mannered computer salesman Harry Tasker.  Hot on the trail
+     of a Middle Eastern terrorist, Tasker unexpectedly interrupts the
+     case to put a tail on his wife, whom he suspects of having an
+     affair.  The whole movie side-tracks from the main action and
+     offers Cameron a chance to degrade Curtis as she performs a strip
+     tease supposedly for a man she doesn't know, all as "part of a
+     case" that Tasker sends her on for punishment.  The action
+     sequences are some of Cameron's best (even including both
+     TERMINATOR pictures), but the woman-bashing script leaves a bad
+     taste in the movie-goer's mouth.
+
+     RATING:  5 out of 10
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   ANGELS IN THE OUTFIELD:  William Dear, director.        ³
+        ³   Dorothy Kingsley & George Wells and Holly Goldberg      ³
+        ³   Sloan, screenplay.  Starring Danny Glover, Christo-     ³
+        ³   pher Lloyd, Tony Danza, Brenda Fricker, Ben Johnson,    ³
+        ³   Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Jay O. Saunders, Taylor Negron,   ³
+        ³   and Milton Davis, Jr.  Disney.  Rated PG.               ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          "We're always watching," says Angel Al (Christopher Lloyd)
+     throughout ANGELS IN THE OUTFIELD, and if you buy into it (just
+     like with FORREST GUMP, now playing), you'll think this is a cute
+     picture and great summer fun.  If you don't buy into it, the film
+     becomes a bore, looking like a clone of ROOKIE OF THE YEAR (1993)
+     or LITTLE BIG LEAGUE (now playing), with some neat special
+     effects.  All Roger (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) wants is to have his
+     father back, but Dad says it won't happen "unless the Angels win
+     the pennant."  When Roger prays for that very thing to happen, by
+     golly, angels do appear in the ballpark, helping the league's
+     last-place team climb up the rankings.  Gruff Angels manager
+     George Knox (Danny Glover) adopts Roger as the team's mascot, not
+     believing in the angels because he can't see them.  Wondrous
+     things begin to happen, aided by some great special effects, and
+     Knox finds himself believing, too.  ANGELS IN THE OUTFIELD is a
+     good summer family film, but be wary of the too-sweet script --
+     it could cause cavities.
+
+     RATING:  6 out of 10
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  FORREST GUMP:  Robert Zemeckis, director.  Eric Roth,    ³
+        ³  screenplay.  Based on the novel by Winston Groom.        ³
+        ³  Starring Tom Hanks, Robin Wright, Gary Sinise, Mykelti   ³
+        ³  Williamson, Sally Field, Michael Humphreys, and Hanna    ³
+        ³  Hall.  Paramount.  Rated PG-13.                          ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          "My mama always said, 'Life is like a box of chocolates.
+     You never know what you're gonna get.'" Sally Field's simple
+     advice to her son, Forrest Gump (Tom Hanks), can also be said of
+     Robert Zemeckis, the director behind this human and technological
+     FORREST GUMP follows the titled character through three decades
+     of American history, seamlessly blending Hanks into actual his-
+     torical footage, while telling the tale of a simple Alabama boy
+     who does some incredible things.  Gump does what he does more out
+     of dogged determination and his sense of the right thing to do
+     than he does out of any lofty motivation or self-important
+     agenda.  Because he's so open and easy to read, he becomes the
+     perfect Everyman for today's movie audience.  Hanks is sure to
+     receive another Oscar nomination for his wonderful work here, and
+     supporting actor Gary Sinise, as Gump's Army sergeant and friend
+     in later life, should also receive the nod.  Zemeckis, responsi-
+     ble for the BACK TO THE FUTURE series and WHO FRAMED ROGER
+     RABBIT?, has finally matured as a story-teller, letting the
+     characters, rather than the technical wizardry, drive the story.
+
+     RATING:  10 out of 10
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  THE LION KING:  Roger Allers & Rob Minkoff, directors.   ³
+        ³  Irene Mecchi and Jonathan Roberts and Linda Woolverton,  ³
+        ³  screenplay.  Starring the voices of Rowan Atkinson,      ³
+        ³  Matthew Broderick, Niketa Calame, Jim Cummings, Whoopi   ³
+        ³  Goldberg, Robert Guillaume, Jeremy Irons, James Earl     ³
+        ³  Jones, Moira Kelly, Nathan Lane, Cheech Marin, Ernie     ³
+        ³  Sabella, Madge Sinclair, and Jonathan Taylor Thomas.     ³
+        ³  Disney.  Rated G.                                        ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Disney assembles the most impressive voice cast in recent
+     memory and sets it loose on a Hamlet-inspired story set in Africa
+     in THE LION KING, the studio's 32nd full-length animated feature.
+     James Earl Jones lends voice to Mufasa, father to the next king,
+     Simba, a playful cub who ends up exiled from the pride after his
+     father's death.  Jeremy Irons is the stand-out voice in this
+     film, though, playing Mufasa's evil brother, Scar, who usurps the
+     kingship in Simba's absence.  The adult Simba, voiced by Matthew
+     Broderick, and his childhood friend, Nala, played by Moira Kelly
+     as an adult, are rather bland and uninspiring, a fault I've found
+     with most of recent Disney output.  This blandness is thankfully
+     countered with the Abbott and Costello of the jungle, Timon and
+     Pumbaa, given uproarious life by Broadway stars Nathan Lane and
+     Ernie Sabella.  They introduce the cub to their philosophy in
+     life through the song "Hakuna Matata (No Worries)," but it's the
+     opening anthem, "The Circle of Life," that'll be best remembered,
+     especially for next year's Oscar nominations.  The other Elton
+     John/Tim Rice melodies are as bland as Simba and Nala, but Hans
+     Zimmer's African-flavored score adds a richness they lack.  A
+     warning to parents: younger children may have a problem with
+     Mufasa's death during a wildebeest stampede, and with Simba's
+     violent confrontation with his evil uncle.
+
+     RATING:  9 out of 10
+ 
+ 
+Music Review        
+Copyright (c) 1994, Andee SoRelle
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        UNDER THE PINK     
+        Tori Amos        
+        Atlantic Recording Corp.                
+        1994
+
+
+        This newest album from Tori Amos is a strange tray of hors
+        d'oerves. From the small surprise of a bacon-wrapped date to
+        the exotic bite of pate on belgian endive, the songs present
+        difficult choices. What treat should we taste first?
+
+        I am the first to admit that I rarely understand Ms. Amos'
+        lyrics. I sense mystery and the mystical in those words but
+        they could just as easily be nonsense. My lack of
+        comprehension does not lessen my enjoyment of these songs.
+        The music on this CD is beautiful, with ghostly rhythm and
+        sometimes bone-chilling harmonies. The album was recorded at
+        a Hacienda in New Mexico and I can almost hear the desert
+        sand blowing outside the door.
+
+        The treats are rich here. Tori's world is one of a god who is
+        like a selfish, macho boyfriend; mud pies cementing the bonds
+        of friendship; and a waitress that others wish to kill. As
+        was found in her previous work, Amos continues her theme of
+        disgust with organized religion. She demonstrates this very
+        obviously in "God" and in "Icicle" tries to shock us by
+        choosing masturbation over prayer for self-fulfillment. God's
+        ignorance of our real needs is also hinted at in "Pretty Good
+        Year" and "Cloud on my Tongue."
+
+        Other songs talk of failed or failing relationships, the
+        abusing quality of men and the leftovers of childhood dreams
+        and fears. In "Space Dog" Amos, in her enigmatic lyrics,
+        hints at the world of children with its own language and
+        landmarks.
+
+        If you were a fan of Tori Amos' work before, this album will
+        seem like a continuation of the rolling melodies, haunting
+        vocals and unique musical landscape. In the liner notes, Tori
+        thanks the manufacturers of her piano and this seems appropos
+        as that piano flows through these songs tying them up and
+        binding them harmoniously.
+
+        If you are not familiar with Ms. Amos' songs then these
+        treats may be too rich. I have a taste for exotic foods but
+        know that I acquired that fondness slowly and the flavor of
+        UNDER THE PINK can be as overwhelming as the best curried
+        lamb. Take tiny bites. Perhaps you will want to eat something
+        from that tray of appetizers and expand your palate.
+
+
+        My score, on a scale of one to ten: 8  
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Speak of the Devil - Ozzy Osbourne
+(c) 1982 EPIC Records
+
+
+Track Listing:  Symptom of the Universe; Snowblind; Black Sabbath;
+Fairies Wear Boots; War Pigs; The Wizard; N.I.B.; Never Say Die;
+Sabbath, Bloody Sabbath; Iron Man/Children of the Grave; Paranoid. 
+
+Members:  Ozzy Osbourne (Vocals); Brad Gillis (Guitars); Rudy Sarzo
+(Bass); Tommy Aldridge (Percussion)
+
+
+After leaving the group Black Sabbath, Ozzy Osbourne formed his own band
+and released two studio albums, "The Blizzard of Ozz" and Diary of a
+Madman," featuring the talents of guitar-whiz Randy Rhoads. 
+
+Osbourne was under contract to release a "live" album, which was being
+culled from the performances during the "Diary of a Madman" tour.
+Tragically, with the tour half completed, a freak plane accident in
+Florida killed Randy Rhoads before the recordings could be completed for
+the new album.  
+
+Osbourne, not wanting to have the public think that he was prostituting
+Rhoads' death, shelved all the recordings from the tour and booked a
+concert in New York City for the recording of the "live" album that CBS
+Records wanted.  Hiring on guitarist Brad Gillis (of the now defunct
+group Night Ranger) and bassist Rudy Sarzo (ex-Quiet Riot, ironically
+Rhoads' former band also), Osbourne recorded "Speak of the Devil."
+
+The strain on Osbourne is evident on this album, especially during the
+segments between songs where he is addressing the crowd.  At this point
+in his career, with the death of Rhoads fresh in his memory, Osbourne
+was drinking heavily.  Before one of the songs on the album, he toasts
+the crowd with a loud "cheers."  In other places, he rambles on during
+his interaction with the crowd, sounding quite drunk at one point. 
+
+Gillis does a wonderful job of imitating Tony Iommi, the lead guitarist
+for Black Sabbath, note-for-note on several songs, but stands out quite
+a bit on "Iron Man/Children of the Grave" where he makes some
+improvisations on the solo that sound quite inventive.  Of course,
+Ozzy's favorite stand-by "Iron Man" is on this CD, but so are some very
+obscure Black Sabbath songs, such as "Fairies Wear Boots", "Symptom of
+the Universe" and "The Wizard."
+
+Even though Osbourne released this album in place of the Rhoads tracks,
+it's a very solid effort.  Osbourne succumbed to the fans that wanted
+the live Rhoads tracks released, but he waited almost eight years to do
+so.  That album is entitled "Tribute."  This album may not have the
+luster that the later "live" album does, but it still proves that only
+Osbourne can give life to the old Sabbath classics. 
+
+
+My rating on a scale of one to ten:  6.5
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen    
+All rights reserved
+
+
+FROM THE TEETH OF ANGELS        
+Jonathan Carroll     
+Doubleday        
+$22.00 US, $26.95 Canada
+
+
+The book jacket blurb on Jonathan Carroll's latest novel, FROM THE TEETH
+OF ANGELS, calls this his "most daring and provocative novel".  It
+claims to "ask - and answer - the ultimate question: What is Death?"
+
+The novel never really succeeds in asking, much less answering, what the
+blurb promises.  Stylistically, Carroll's newest effort meets or
+succeeds all of his other novels.  His staccato style has in the past
+been compared to german impressionist films and that holds true for this
+novel as well, but that's where comparison to his past novels end.
+
+FROM THE TEETH OF ANGELS is essentially the story of two people facing
+Death.  Arlen Ford, a retired successful film actress who flees
+Hollywood for the gothic streets of Vienna.  And Wyatt Leonard (AKA
+Finky Linky), former children's television star and terminally ill
+leukemia patient.  Wyatt also finds himself in Vienna at the bequest of
+a friend who's brother (also living in Vienna) has disappeared.  Several
+other characters weave in and out of the story, all having their own
+brief (and sometimes not brief enough) encounter with Death.
+
+Both Arlen and Finky Linky have wound their way through previous Carroll
+novels and finally have their chance to shine here. 
+
+Unfortunately, their flames are snuffed out before they get the chance. 
+FROM THE TEETH OF ANGELS seems much more like an outline than an actual
+novel.  Topping out at a mere 212 pages, the story leaves the reader's
+appetite barely whet and certainly not sated.  It poses many time more
+questions than it even attempts to answer, and oft times promising
+threads in the novel are merely forgotten or cut far short of their
+potential. 
+
+FROM THE TEETH OF ANGELS is a decent read for a true Carroll fan, but
+probably not worth it in hardback.  If you've yet to read any of
+Carroll's books and are wanting to pick up something to give it a read,
+stay away from this one.  Instead, check out AFTER SILENCE, SLEEPING IN
+FLAME, or OUTSIDE THE DOG MUSEUM.  Any of the three will leave you
+enchanted by the true nightmare magic, sensuality, and chilling
+storytelling that's become Carroll's trademark. 
+
+Hopefully, FROM THE TEETH OF ANGELS is only a pause in an otherwise
+provocative and engaging career.           
+
+
+My Rating: (out of 10 points) 5
+
+
+Other books by Jonathan Carroll:
+
+THE LAND OF LAUGHS
+VOICE OF OUR SHADOW
+BONES OF THE MOON
+SLEEPING IN FLAME
+A CHILD ACROSS THE SKY
+BLACK COCKTAIL
+DIE PANISCHE HAND
+OUTSIDE THE DOG MUSEUM
+AFTER SILENCE
+
+ 
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+Bubbles
+Copyright (c) 1994, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                   BUBBLES
+
+               by Franchot Lewis
+
+
+         It is not bad for the young with no memory of the past. Those
+     who were born before ... are the lucky ones. Their consciousness
+     are clear of the dreams of freedom. The young have the holo-grams
+     and the virtual reality apparatus that make their fantasies seem
+     better than real. Damn, how those of us who are old enough to
+     remember suffer!
+         The good old days: back when people were able to move about
+     freely - I miss those days too much.  We could go naked - unthinkable
+     to many now. We could walk outside and follow the naked breeze, and
+     touch and be touched by the air and the ground, and by the plants, and
+     by people - By Other Real Live People. When I felt lonely I could
+     reach out and touch people and other natural and living things.
+     Nowadays, there is no touching. We are sheltered in individual hard,
+     reinforced plastic bubbles, protected, kept safe, without direct
+     contact to the world.
+         Yes. You would ask. I miss sex. I had a wife and she was great.
+     Before I met her I had, had sex and sex was great. Sex was a great
+     thing. Sex actually kept my head clear. Sex was a great physical and
+     spiritual thing. I live for the day when we will be free from these
+     bubbles. The government says there is hope: someday a cure shall be
+     found for the virus that keeps mankind in individual quarantine. The
+     old ones like myself get to watch the porno video channel, pipped
+     directly to our individual quarters. We are encouraged to masturbate.
+         The porno hour is my favorite time. It is my worst time too.
+     Watching naked couples coupling floods my memory with pleasant and
+     agitating thoughts. My sexual system longs to end the abstinence.
+     I curse. Ejaculation, yes. The cursing, the forceful ejection of
+     strong expletives, is a release. I curse the virus and the bubble
+     and the government that keeps mankind in individual cells in a
+     barrier stronger than the iron bars of any ancient gullah.
+         Playing with myself, cursing, becoming irritated and not fully
+     relieved sets the electronic monitoring devices, sensors, in my
+     bubble jumping.  This brings one of mankind's watchful keepers, the
+     tin-looking-alloyed droid. The thing has come to investigate a
+     possible malfunction of the machine that serves to shield me from
+     the virus, or possibly, the iron-acting creature has come to halt a
+     malfunction of my mind that could help me to escape into lunacy.
+         The droid gages the situation quickly; as it does, it begins to
+     try to give verbal comfort. It is bullshit that comes from its
+     program.
+         "Everything's okay?" it asks. "Did you enjoy the show? It will
+     be repeated at 1400 hours."
+         I do not answer. I never answer this bull.
+         The droid continues, "You are looking especially nice today.
+     Your weight is down. You look fit and trim. It's good to see that
+     the diet program is working. Will you work out on the running track
+     today?"
+         I snap, "I can't start that damn thing!" Yes, it is easy to find
+     ones self yelling at a machine.
+         One thing about machines is that you can be upfront with them.
+     You need not make excuses for yelling. You can say anything to them.
+     You don't have to grand stand, pretend to be in control of the
+     situation, or of your self, because you and it knows that the reason
+     why it is here is because it is in control.
+         Now, the droid nags, "You are doing well, but I must suggest that
+     you must eat more of your vegetables. Your stool wasn't a good color,
+     and we feel you are not eating enough of your vegetables."
+         I do not answer. I have no intention of making excuses for the
+     color of my stool to a machine. In all of my life before the virus,
+     and the bubbles, and the machines, and the government and these nanny
+     droids, I have never had to make excuses for the color of my stool,
+     not to my doctor or to my own mother when I was a child.
+         The droid is not deterred. You can't deter a droid. "If you
+     prefer some other selection of vegetables just let us know. We will
+     provide what ever you ask. What shall we serve you this evening?"
+         "What I want," I reply.
+         "Yes?"
+         "What I want is very simple. Actually -"
+         The droid cuts me short like it knows what I am about to say.
+     "We are looking for a request for something we can give."
+         "You can give it. It's what I've wanted these many years: My
+     freedom."
+         The droid makes a big, unusual noise that sounds a little like
+     a cry of astonishment. "You want the virus to kill you?"
+         "Go away," I shout.
+         I turn away, hang my head. I feel a little smaller than usual. I
+     have long surmised the uselessness of conversing with a droid. I
+     promise myself I shall never do so again.
+         Later: A few minutes pass 1400 hour. I stop watching the porno
+     video. I turn off the viewer in my cell, so that I won't be tempted
+     to peep.   Suddenly, I have a visitor. I am introduced to the
+     government's newest machine, a female whore droid.
+        There has never been anything that has turned me off more than a
+     female acting like a whore. A droid acting like a whore is a big
+     nasty stinking cruel joke. This droid slinks in like a tart, and
+     covered in practically nothing, so to accent its human-looking
+     features. Its face is layered with rouge, and its body shows lots of
+     bare human-looking skin, the more to make me want to puke.
+         "Hello, darling," it gives a toothy smile.
+         I shout at it, "Good bye."
+         It smiles again, "To me nothing is more purely sensational than
+     a forceful, masculine dude."
+         "Quit," I shout. "I was never into rubber dolls."
+         It answers," "I am a fully functional companion, and I do
+     mean, fully functional."
+         I have to ask. "What do you do? A Strip tease?"
+         "If you would like. Also, I can enter your bubble through the
+     air lock. I am free of the virus, of all viruses, so we can
+     touch."
+         "Go away," I shout.
+         "You really don't mean that? Do you know why? I am for you. You
+     have been obsessed with the need for unrestricted physical touching
+     ever since you were a kid in high school."
+         I growl, "So what?"
+         It grins.
+         "A woman, a person, not a machine, " I snarl.
+         It answers softly, "I am an android, your droid, designed just
+     for you, from your thoughts, your fantasies."
+         "Yeah, my fantasies, the wild fantasies of a caged man."
+         "I am real," it says.
+         "A real machine. I don't do mechanical dolls."
+         "Give me permission to come inside with you? I shall touch
+     you in the raw, feel the warmth of your body, your body shall feel
+     mine, the way you remember another's body feels."
+          "Go away," I show my teeth.
+          "I am for you," it replies. "I am like your fantasy woman,
+     nothing's changed; everything's the same."
+          I turn my back to it. Facing the other plastic wall, I refuse
+     to turn around.
+          "You want me," it insists.
+          "I want a woman, another human being," I shout.
+          It becomes urgent in its pleading for me to accept it. It says,
+     its sole purpose is to sex me. I want a woman, I tell it. No, not
+     talking to it, but talking to myself. I want a woman, not my hand,
+     not a mechanized hole to receive my ejaculate. I want a woman.
+         Yes. Certainly, this has much to do with my relationship with my
+     late wife. She was good, a lovely woman. Always around her was the
+     event of my day.  She was never the whore, never blatant. Always,
+     she wore a garment or two, or three to bed. She would lie there
+     just waiting to be loved. She was exciting, when she was wrapped
+     with clothing however frilly, however inviting. She was there to be
+     uncovered, for my pleasure and hers. You can imagine my revulsion
+     toward the female droid that the government has sent for me to
+     masturbate in!
+         Finally, after pestering me for what seems like an hour, the
+     female droid gets the word and leaves. I shout a curse toward it as
+     it goes.
+          This brings me to the heart of this tale: The so-called greatest
+     living man in all of Earth's history, the Savior, my friend Adrian
+     Syn. Adrian was born three months before me. We grew up in the same
+     neighborhood. Our folks were friends. He was smart and popular,
+     popular throughout his school years and especially popular after he
+     became a politician. He treated everybody as though he was their
+     friend. The whole world to him was made up of one big bunch of good
+     pals rather than of individuals out there in the pits grubbing and
+     grabbing for theirs. This attitude somehow elicited respect and
+     admiration from even the most normally skeptics among us. Adrian was
+     just a regular looking guy: Not handsome, not tall, not short or
+     skinny or fat, just regular. He worked hard and he thought hard. He
+     was always writing books which always hit the best sellers' lists.
+     No one really seemed to give too many serious thoughts to where his
+     ideas might lead. I guess the idea of seeing him so often in print,
+     on the best sellers' lists, on tv interview programs, got people to
+     thinking that he was a regular guy who knew what he was saying.
+     Now, he's locked up in a bubble and is going stir crazy like the
+     rest of us old ones. As I've said, he was a regular guy and was
+     everybody's pal, and nobody thought it was such a big deal when he
+     had these bubbles built and the droids built. It was supposedly the
+     only way to save the human race, to give us time to survive until
+     the cure for the space virus is found.  A virus that demands
+     complete individual human quarantine in a totally sterile
+     environment.
+         We humans get to talk to each other over the communicator.
+     We can see each other's faces through the tele-viewer. But we
+     can not visit. If I could visit Adrian's bubble, I would go and
+     punch him out. Maybe not punch him out, just smack him around a
+     little - a little? A lot.
+         I never liked Adrian's idea of bubbles. I resisted. I wanted to
+     take my chances with the virus rather than be indefinitely locked
+     away, immobile in a plastic prison. But, Adrian was determined. He
+     had a list of people whom he wanted to save. I and a million others
+     were on the list. Ten billion were not and they died. Those on the
+     list could not resist. Of those who did, not one or two were not
+     caught and put into bubbles.  My wife didn't make the list.
+         Once a month I call Adrian on the communicator just to aggravate
+     him. I think that many others do the same. He, being like the popular
+     regular guy his press still says he is, has to always accept the
+     calls.
+        His images comes up on the tele-viewer. Bubble living doesn't wear
+     well with him. All of the fitness schemes that his government has
+     programmed the droids to give us have done nothing for him. He's
+     stooped, wizened, old-looking, like a white-haired, nearly bald
+     troll, and not a fit specimen of manhood for the droids to
+     preserve.
+        He is the foremost hate object of my life, and I scream at him,
+     hard, for two minutes until my tensed body tingles, and then slumps
+     back in my chair, and I sign off.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Oldest Man on Planet
+Copyright (c) 1993, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                               OLDEST MAN ON PLANET
+
+
+         "Let's face it, old son, your ass is in the toilet."
+         Orville's words bounced against the clear lens of the helmet and
+      back into his face.
+         You could have called for help when the Sand Cat broke down, he
+      chided himself.  This time mentally.  No...  A big bad spaceman doesn't
+      ask for help, especially when he just made everybody painfully aware
+      that he was the oldest man on planet.  Damn silly argument anyway.
+      What did he care if mentally tossing silverware into coffee cups was a
+      gift or a learned skill.  He had been angry that the younger men had
+      the skill and he didn't, and had let that anger lash out at the
+      youngsters.  Smooth move, Ex Lax.  He chastised himself with what his
+      Daddy had always said, when he screwed up.  The old man had been too
+      good to mess things up very often, but had also been the first to
+      recognize the failure.
+         Well, the oldest man on planet had his butt in a first class sling.
+      The fall down the steep gully had been fun at first, in the low
+      gravity, but quickly turned to tragedy when he landed wrong and felt
+      the bone between his knee and ankle snap.  The sound, captive inside
+      his suit was God-awful.  The pain followed quickly and caused him to
+      black out temporarily.  When he came back to reality, he thought the
+      pain was no worse than an elephant stomping on his leg.  He had never
+      felt an elephant step on him, but he was willing to try.  At least
+      elephants lived on earth and he had a better chance of moving an
+      elephant than trying to haul his battered hulk back up the hill behind
+      him.
+         Three sessions of mind searing pain moved his leg to a more natural
+      position than the folded mess he found when he first looked down at his
+      legs.  When his vision cleared and the tears in his eyes allowed him to
+      see clearly, he searched the dials and lights inside the helmet to see
+      if he was leaking air.  The suit was intact.  Great, he thought, now
+      you can sit here and die slowly, after the batteries run down.  He
+      looked at his power supply gage and saw he only had three hours of
+      power remaining, then the ni-cads died and he quickly followed suit.
+      Well, wily ole' spaceman, how you gonna' get out of this?
+         The wily ole' spaceman didn't answer, his leg hurt too much for
+      humor to help.  This was a time for some industrial grade thinking.
+         Crawling was out, his leg was calmly generating agony while he was
+      motionless.  Scooting on his bottom, like a kid in a pile of dirt
+      seemed a sillier idea.  He would quickly abrade a hole in his suit
+      and...  The manufacturer of the suit made them for men, not children
+      who liked to play in the dirt.  His suit radio was useless, the range
+      was far too short to reach the base.  Besides, real space heroes didn't
+      call for help.  Like hell, he thought.  If you can drag your stupid
+      carcass to the Sand Cat, you'll be plumb grateful to hook up to the big
+      radio and scream for help.  He tested the chin activated radio mike and
+      smiled when he heard the answering hiss of static.  No one liked the
+      chin activators, but no one wanted to listen to all the cussing that
+      seemed to come with the voice activated type.  People, even spacemen,
+      cussed a lot when they dropped things.  Especially when the things hit
+      toes and shins.
+         Orville looked overhead and watched as distant stars winked on and
+      off, as distance caused them to flicker.  He mused about the miles and
+      became melancholy, he was doomed to end his life on some remote piece
+      of rock, far from Tennessee.  His eyes refilled and he wept softly.
+         "Off your ass, boy."
+         Orville was startled to hear his father's voice.  He had died ten
+      years earlier in a train derailment on Earth.  There was no way he
+      could be speaking into his son's helmet.  Memory, Orville reasoned.
+         "I said get off your ass, boy.  You ain't dead, yet.  Move it."
+         Orville's heart was pounding like a relay gone mad.  He twisted his
+      head from side to side, trying to see who was within sight and talking
+      on his radio.  Only the pale grey of the rocky plain was visible.
+      Orville turned and ignored the pain as he searched the hill behind him.
+      Nothing.  No one there.
+         He keyed his radio.  "Who the hell is calling?  Identify yourself.
+      I'm Orville Carpenter and I need help."
+         Static answered.
+         Chills raced down Orville's spine and flooded his intestines.  He
+      clamped his buttocks to prevent messing the inside of his suit.
+      Suddenly the small asteroid, with its tiny monitoring station, was no
+      longer just a dusty planet in a busy sector of the universe.  It was
+      suddenly very scary.
+         "Damn it.  You turned to look up the hill, and didn't die of pain.
+      Drag your stupid rear up the hill and get help."
+         "Dad, is that you?"
+         "Who the hell'd you think it was?"
+         "My leg's busted.  I'll never get to the Sand Cat.  I'll tear holes
+      in this suit..."
+         The voice intruded on the almost whining voice.  "Bull shit."
+         Silence followed.  Silence so thick it was scarier than the voice
+      had been.
+         "Dad..."
+         "I gotta' go kid.  I broke a lot of rules even talking to you.  The
+      rest is up to you."
+         "But...Dad..."
+         Only silence answered.  Orville cowered in his space suit, trying to
+      hide from something he could neither see nor understand.  The chills
+      held races up his legs and met at his crotch.  They joined forces and
+      crawled slowly up his stomach, tweaking his nipples to fear induced
+      stiffness.  His shoulders shook and his hair tried to stand on end.
+      The chills dashed down his back and threatened to start the course
+      again.
+         "Dad..."
+         Silence.
+         "Damn you, Dad.  Answer me.  I can't make it."
+         Anger stopped the chills and goaded the stranded spaceman.  He
+      pulled himself onto his stomach and hammered the ground with both
+      fists.  Then he began the agony of pulling his one hundred and ten kilo
+      body up the slope.
+         Twice he tumbled part way back down the slope.  He felt blood start
+      to flow from his shattered leg.  A new fear, that he would now bleed to
+      death before he ripped the suit or ran out of power, filled his mind.
+         "Nobody gives a damn," he sobbed in despair.  "Nobody gives a shit
+      if I die."  Self pity overwhelmed him thirty feet from the top of the
+      hill and he slid a few feet back down the slope.  Time ticked off
+      slowly, the power gage inside the helmet moved slowly past the two hour
+      mark, before Orville regained his composure.
+         "Damn you..."  He cursed his father, his school enemies, the man who
+      built the suit with only four hours of power in the batteries, and
+      every person who had ever done something rotten to him.
+         The anger left.  What remained could only be described as cold fury.
+      Not the mad-at-the-world variety, rather the survive-this-disease type.
+      He began his ascent again.  This time he picked his route with more
+      care.  He used the larger rocks for leverage and pushed with his
+      uninjured leg.  He scaled the last thirty feet in minutes and let his
+      head fall to the ground.  The Sand Cat was several yards away, one red
+      light still blinking on and off.
+         The disabled vehicle looked better than the latest video from Earth.
+      He had never felt stronger in his life, as adrenaline filled his system
+      with power.  He felt invincible, and crawled swiftly to the insect like
+      conveyance.  The swollen tires looked like someone had overinflated an
+      inner tube for the beach.  The frame looked like a spider holding four
+      inner tubes upright.
+         Pain, fatigue, and fear finally took their toll.  Orville was light
+      headed and sweating, as he slid the umbilical from his suit into the
+      slot on the Sand Cat.  A hiss of fresh oxygen told him the connection
+      was made and that he no longer had to rely on the suit's recycling
+      equipment.  The power meter started a rapid ascent to the two hour mark
+      and quickly passed the middle of the scale. Orville felt reborn.  He
+      rested his head and cried with relief.
+         "This is Orville Carpenter.  Does anyone hear me?"
+         "This is TH-301 base.  I read you fine, Orville.  Go ahead."
+         "My Sand Cat is broken down and I have a busted leg.  I've turned on
+      the radio distress signal.  Please send some help."
+         "Roger.  I have your signal.  By the time we get a gang outside
+      we'll have you pinpointed.  Are you in immediate danger?"
+         "My suit is intact, I think.  But I'm bleeding.  Please hurry."
+         "Roger.  We have your location.  The rescue pod is on its way.  If
+      you hold on for five minutes, you're home free."
+         "Thanks."
+         Darkness enveloped him, as Orville passed out and fell out of the
+      Sand Cat.  His rage was finally over.
+      
+         Bright lights greeted the return of the base's most talked about
+      man.  The entire fifty-three man detachment had been waiting to
+      congratulate the only genuine hero the base had ever known.
+         Orville looked into the worried eyes of the doctor and smiled.
+      "Looks like I made it."
+         "Yes, sir.  We went back out there and followed your trail up that
+      hill.  No one knows how you managed that.  You realize you have a
+      compound fracture of both bones in your lower leg, don't you?"
+         "Will it heal?"
+         "You should be able to walk as well as ever.  You'll have a cast for
+      quite a while, but you will recover completely."
+         "Thanks.  I sure could use a drink."
+         "There are a lot of guys out there who would love to buy you any
+      drink you would care to order, but water will have to do right now.  We
+      have you pretty well doped up."  The doctor handed a glass with a bent
+      straw sticking out of the top to Orville and smiled as he drank.
+         "Why do all those people want to buy me a drink?"
+         "Hell, you're a hero.  None of the rest of us would have had the
+      guts to do what you did.  What made you crawl back up that hill?"
+         "I had to.  Can you keep the people out for a while?  I'm awfully
+      tired."
+         "Sure.  We're just glad to have the oldest man on planet back with
+      the living."
+         Orville smiled and nodded, knowing that the practical minded doctor
+      would never understand what had happened.  He watched the door open and
+      close, leaving him in solitude and silence.  He sipped the water again
+      and rested his head on the pillow.
+         "Thanks, Dad."
+         The wily old space man closed his eyes and felt a tear trickle down
+      his cheek.  Time enough tomorrow to be a hero, he thought.  Right now I
+      feel too much like a little boy.  As sleep embraced Orville, he could
+      almost see his father smiling.
+
+                                            
+ 
+ 
+If I Could Talk to the Aliens
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+                  If I Could Talk to the Aliens
+                               by
+                          Bruce Diamond
+
+
+     Let me tell you, if there's a shock cure for agoraphobia, I
+think I've found it.
+
+     Wasn't my doing, though.  Not my invention, not my idea.  I
+was perfectly happy to spend the rest of my life in my penthouse
+studio.
+
+     At first, I wasn't even sure how they knew of me.  Or how to
+find me.  My vidphone's unlisted and my address was known to only
+a handful of program executives, equipment distributors, delivery
+services and the deli around the corner.  I think the deli
+tripped me up.
+
+     The first sign of something unusual were the ghost voices on
+my commercial disk for 'Nuffsaid Voicewriters.  The commercial
+copy read, "Get it write with 'Nuffsaid," but the first take in
+my studio sounded like, "Get it hello with 'Nuffhello."  The
+second and third takes sounded pretty much the same.  Two hours
+of searching through the equipment turned up zilch.  Even the
+voice synther, the most sensitive piece of equipment in my
+studio, worked perfectly.  No glitches.
+
+     I suppose I should take this moment to explain why I need a
+synther.  You know that as the world's highest-paid announcer
+(check last week's Variety if you don't believe me), my voice is
+my meal ticket.  Sure, there's the tri-d and radio talk shows,
+but commercial work pays the rent on this place.  The annual rent
+here puts the GNP of some Third World nations to shame.  And
+don't get me wrong--a good fifteen percent of my gross proceeds
+last year were contributed to charity.
+
+     Sorry about the digression.  As I was saying, even the voice
+synther checked out.  Since my voice brought in the bacon, so to
+speak, I had to keep those pear-shaped tones sounding the same
+year after year even as I aged.  Thus the synther.  All it did
+was take the age out.  It wasn't supposed to add "hello" to my
+commercials.  Which meant either I was losing my mind (not bloody
+likely), or had to call in a specialist to track down the glitch.
+
+     I tried again.  First time I had to do more than one take in
+months.  I was glad to be working in my automated studio, so no
+engineer or producer could hear the glaring error.  It didn't
+come out of my mouth, though, so I was still flawless.
+
+     And the playback proved it.  No stray hellos or anything
+this time, just my sterling delivery.
+
+     Retired to my sumptuous bath after uplinking the commercial
+to the 'Nuffsaid producer.  Ah, what a set-up.  Dreamed about it
+for years, as I grew up tutored at home because attending school
+gave me panic attacks.  Drew up the floorplans while taking a
+correspondence course in broadcasting.  Researched the
+possibilities while building a reputation in radio and voiceover
+work.  Moving next-door to the top station in the city sure gave
+the career a boost.  Landed my first job and rapidly rose to the
+top.  I had one of those voices that could sell anything, and the
+synther kept it that way as the years passed and left their
+footprints on my throat.  If any of my producers had found out .
+. .
+
+     Checked the newsfax while relaxing in the marble tub,
+covered in parfum bubbles, and looking for guests for future
+shows.  My shows, "The Unique Miles Devins" on radio and "The
+Best of Everything with Miles Devins" on tri-d, specialized in
+the strange and unusual.
+
+     An item caught my eye.  "Local Scientist Talks to Aliens,"
+in the Davenport, Iowa, Quad-Cities Timesfax.  Didn't need to
+read the rest of the story to know this was a hot one.  Dr.
+Stanley Folger from the Augustana College astronomy department in
+Rock Island, Illinois, right across the river from Davenport,
+according to the vidatlas.
+
+     Wonder if Dr. Folger would like to see the big city?  Most
+of these midwestern hicks couldn't wait to get to New York.
+
+     I keyed him onto my guest list and sent it to my producer to
+book.  That filled all the slots for the following week's show,
+providing Dr. Folger agreed to come.  The vidphone chimed just as
+I finished making notes for future guests.  I closed the guest
+file and flipped the screen to "receive."
+
+     "Devins, what kinda crap you pullin'?"  Tony Lawton, the
+'Nuffsaid producer.  Five feet two inches of smoldering nerd with
+no hair.
+
+     "Tony, dear heart.  I take it you received the spot on
+microwave?"  I gathered some of the bath bubbles around me.  No
+use giving him ideas.
+
+     "Yes, I did, you damn overpaid, no-talent . . ."  When Tony
+got like this, the best thing to do was let him run out of air. 
+Three complete insults and he stopped to catch his breath.
+
+     "Tony, my contract specifies 'no verbal abuse.'  I get 150%
+kill fee and you find yourself another golden throat.  Actually,
+at best, you'll find a silver throat."  The synther hardwired
+into the vidphone kept callers from even guessing how far the
+pipes had rusted.
+
+     Tony wheezed to a stop, ran a hand through the three hairs
+on his head and straightened his pink polka-dot tie.  Abominable
+taste, but he paid on time.
+
+     "Sorry, Miles, but you know what kind of deadline we're
+running on the 'Nuffsaid account."
+
+     "Indeed.  That's why I uplinked the spot over this morning." 
+I deliberately ran the soap across my chest.  Tony started to
+sweat and ran a hanky through his hairs.  Always could play Tony
+like a sampler.
+
+     "That's all well and good, M-Miles."  Tony swallowed
+audibly.  "But rush jobs don't help when I get defective goods."
+
+     That almost got me up out of the bubbles.
+
+     "That spot was perfect, bubbalah.  As usual."
+
+     "Oh, yeah?"  Always with that snappy rejoinder.  "Then
+listen to this!"
+
+     After suffering through twenty seconds of watching Tony's
+smug face, I did stand up, rather suddenly.  Tony's eyes popped
+out of his head.  He always was easy to impress.  But that didn't
+matter.  I was trying to figure out how "hello, hello, can you
+hear me" got onto a spot I had already checked.  I do not make
+mistakes.  I do not send a less-than-perfect spot to a producer.
+
+     Flabbergasted, I plopped back down into the bubbles.  Tony
+managed to replace his eyes and rearrange his face into a
+semblance of smugness.  The stuttering spoiled the image.
+
+     "T-told you s-so."  If it weren't for his obvious age, you
+could've sworn, time and time again, in court, even, that Tony
+was ten.
+
+     "Look, dear heart," I said, turning my face casually from
+the screen to hide my consternation, "just give me a mo and I'll
+recut the spot."
+
+     Tony loosened his tie and mopped his forehead again.  "The
+deadline's too tight to book downlink time, Miles.  You . . ." 
+Tony took a deep breath and gulped.  "Y-you'll have to . . . come
+to the studio and . . . r-recut it here."
+
+     Time to end this.  The old soap on the brush and do the back
+routine.  "Out of the question, Tone.  You know better than that. 
+Now be a dear and book that downlink time.  I'll make a special
+effort for you."  I arched my back.  The coup de grace.
+
+     Tony's throat bobbed several times and the bowtie looked
+like it was ready to start spinning.  "This airs tonight, Miles. 
+D-don't f-fuck up."
+
+     "Tony, such language!  Naughty, naughty.  Must be wishful
+thinking."  I switched the vidphone off and sighed.  After this
+session, that equipment gets the once-over.
+
+     As an experiment, I uplinked the original take to the GTE
+bird and downlinked it back into my system.  On playback, I
+nearly dropped the stinger I'd been sipping.
+
+     A metallic voice scratched its way out of the Bose speakers. 
+"Hello, can you hear me?"  A terrible wash of white noise. 
+"Hello, can you hear me?  I wish to speak to Miles Devins,
+please."
+
+     The playback stopped, but the voice continued.  Nail files
+on corrugated tin.  "Miles Devins, representative for Earth,
+please respond."
+
+     "Hello?" I tried, thinking it had to be a joke of some kind. 
+Maybe the maintenance engineer I stiffed the week before for his
+shoddy workmanship.  Switching off equipment one-by-one seemed
+the best bet to isolate the voice.
+
+     "Success!"  Dry rustling, like sheets of paper being rubbed
+together, now came from the speakers.  "Success!" another voice
+answered, and the rustling continued.  Turning off the disk
+recorder, playback system and monitors didn't help.
+
+     "Hello, are you still able to respond?"  Off went the
+twenty-year-old Wollensack tape deck and the turntables.  On went
+the voice.  Tinfoil on teeth.  "Hello?  Please respond." 
+Everything but the voice synther and the amp was off by now. 
+"Hello?  Hello?"
+
+     May as well play along; at least the problem was isolated. 
+"Hello, I'm still here."
+
+     "That's it, Graffax."  Yeah, that's what the voice said.  "I
+got him."
+
+     "Good," the other voice said.  "Bring him up."
+
+     Up?
+
+     Everything went blue.
+
+                                #
+
+     A pancake on a griddle.  Steaks on a barbecue.  Your mind on
+drugs.  That was me, lit up with a megawatt blue klieg like I was
+in a stripper's nightmare.  Well, I'm guessing about the
+stripper, having only seen them on tri-d.  The intense blue
+partially blinded me, while two voices argued about me, the same
+voices that had issued from my own speakers.  That bran muffin
+breakfast this morning began to seem like a bad idea.
+
+     Sweat broke out on my forehead.  An overwhelming urge to
+piss strained at my bladder.  This wasn't my apartment.  I hadn't
+been out of my apartment in over fifteen years.  Hot shame burned
+my neck as warm piss trickled down my leg, staining my silk
+trousers.  I couldn't move, but whether that was due to some kind
+of field or my own fear I couldn't tell.
+
+     The voices came closer, as did the paper rustling.  I still
+couldn't see clearly, but the approaching outlines didn't
+encourage me one bit.  The edges appeared sharp and distinct.  I
+could almost feel their hardness underneath my hands, still
+resting by my sides as though gripping a railing.  Something had
+to be holding me up.  My legs sure weren't doing the job.
+
+     Voice one spoke, an insectlike chittering that my skin feel
+as though a thousand ants had burrowed into it.  The chittering
+was followed by the metallic voice I had heard in my apartment
+studio.
+
+     "Hello, Miles Devins, spokesman for the planet Earth.  We
+are here to negotiate."
+
+     Negotiate for what, and why me?  My mouth wouldn't work.  It
+filled with saliva that wouldn't go down.  The sweat ran into my
+eyes, mercifully blurring the figures even further and stinging
+like hell at the same time.
+
+     Voice two interrupted voice one's salutations.  Chitter,
+chitter.  "He chooses not to answer, Ch'kun.  Perhaps they are
+better negotiators than we thought."
+
+     "Hauck!  Speaking out of turn reveals much, Graf.  Be
+warned."
+
+     While the two voices chittered at each other, I managed to
+squeak, "Home."
+
+     "What?" said voice one.
+
+     "He chooses the home strategy, Ch'kun.  Rule ten of Kikul: 
+'To defend home takes strength.  To defend honor, none.  Home is
+the holder of nobility.'  They intend to blow up their planet
+before losing it to us!"
+
+     Voice one spat.  "Hauck!  Fair interpretation.  You are good
+counsel, Graf."
+
+     The voices spoke freely, so it was safe to assume they
+weren't aware I could hear and understand them even when they
+addressed each other.  If the reason was more subtle than that,
+it wasn't divinable between my shivering fits.
+
+     Voice one addressed me again.  "Miles Devins, as you are
+spokesman for planet Earth, we accept your challenge of nobility. 
+Carry our message back to your planet."
+
+     "Wait!"  The word came out of the tiny slit my throat had
+closed up to.  Clearing my throat with a mighty effort (and in a
+way guaranteed to ruin it for two weeks), I said, "I'm not the
+person you want.  You need the President, or the U.N., or someone
+like that."
+
+     The rustling halted abruptly, then returned.  Voice two
+chittered at twice its former speed, so fast that whatever had
+been interpreting it couldn't keep up.  My hands could move now,
+so I rather shakily wiped my forehead and cleared my eyes.
+
+     Voice one said, "He claims mistaken identity.  Earth has an
+unprecedented degree of nobility."  The chittering paused
+briefly, then resumed.  "Miles Devins, we shall make your defeat
+the noblest of all our enemies."
+
+     Voice two chittered excitedly.  "Not the Grand Challenge,
+Ch'kun!"
+
+     "Hauck!  Wait for reply."  The chittering subsided, and the
+two figures appeared to be awaiting my answer.
+
+     Swaying unsteadily, unsure of ever seeing my penthouse, my
+safe burrow, again, I was near tears.  "Please, please, I can't
+help you.  Please . . ."
+
+     "Ch'kun, the Grand Plea!  And stated with such heartfelt
+emotion!"
+
+     The chittering grew to an intolerable volume.  Covering my
+ears didn't help.
+
+     Voice one seemed to hesitate.  "This is unforeseen.  We have
+heard the Grand Plea only twice, and both times were we defeated. 
+I have no choice."
+
+     Voice one's figure made a slight movement, so slight it was
+almost invisible in the blinding blue light.  A slow hissing came
+from the direction of the floor and the figure shrank downwards. 
+An acrid stench hit me and I had to pinch my nostrils to keep
+from throwing up.
+
+     Voice two said, "Top One Ch'kun has resigned his position as
+Marshall of the Companions.  Our nobility is placed in your
+trust.  Do as you will."
+
+     "Just send me home.  Leave me alone."  I squeezed my eyes
+shut against the tears and the light.
+
+     "It is yours."
+
+                                #
+
+     They must have mistook me as spokesman for Earth because my
+voice and image are all over the airwaves.  That's not boasting,
+just plain fact.  I awoke in the holotelevision studio on the
+west side of my penthouse.  My tri-d talk show originated here,
+interviews conducted with interactive holograms of my guests. 
+Modern technology could make an agoraphobe out of anybody.
+
+     The clock told me I still had time to make the deadline on
+the 'Nuffsaid Voicewriter.  This time I checked the playback in
+three different players.  Nary a stray "hello" from any of them. 
+Flawless, as always.
+
+     I had to laugh when Tony fainted.  Standing in the doorway
+of his office in my best pink silksuit would've put anyone away.
+
+     I warned him that hero-worship would get him in trouble
+sooner or later.
+
+ 
+ 
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+The Splendid Mosque of St. Sophia
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+The Splendid Mosque of St. Sophia
+---------------------------------
+ 
+His Father knew He would never see
+the facade of the second gallery;
+ 
+pinned and writhing to crossed stave
+the imperial box in the nave,
+ 
+nor the triumph of the cross in Rome,
+ 
+however adorned, gilded, or embossed,
+-More-the magnificent interior of the Mosque
+ 
+His Father knew He could never see
+the wonderful pillars of St. Sophie.
+
+ 
+ 
+Untitled
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+*--*  07-09-94  -  11:19:41  *--*
+ 
+ 
+ A mournful echo, wolf's cry
+ spills its howl
+ onto the night wind
+ The Spirit which calls
+ soul to soul
+ an undercurrent of voices
+ echo in response.
+ 
+ Where are you?
+ the moon rises high
+ Who are you?
+ voices colour the sky
+ 
+ From the folds of shadowy darkness
+ comes a reply.
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ Written online now.....by Tamara
+ 
+
+ 
+ 
+Forgive Me
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+forgive me
+by J. Guenther
+
+you'll have to forgive me;
+
+we don't have infinity to live,
+to see ourselves age at a nonexistent rate;
+our lives are mere flickers in contrast
+to the lantern of yours;
+
+you'll have to forgive me;
+
+i just don't seem to understand--
+you preach love thy fellow man (or woman),
+yet we kill each other sans remorse;
+you tell us that we are all equal in your eyes,
+so why did whites and blacks pray in different churches?
+
+you'll have to forgive me, my Lord;
+
+if you love us all unconditionally,
+why would you punish us at all?
+couldn't you just forgive us?
+or don't you understand us, immortal martyr?
+
+i'll just have to forgive you, too.
+
+ 
+ 
+Aegean
+Copyright (c) 1987, Mark L. Denslow
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Aegean
+ 
+if out of Aegean morning sun rose anew and true
+and a white gull cried for some unwanted need
+could you hold it safe as the sky is surely blue?
+or would you say, "I've not yet done the deed."
+ 
+if midday sun fulfilled warm and right
+and the white gull resigned to land
+could you bask on the shore in calm delight?
+or would you say, "I might burn on the gray-hot sand."
+ 
+if setting sun bathed in indigo of eve
+and deep night fell in frozen motion
+could you enter that immortal sea?
+or as you said, "I can't." (the confusion of confession)
+ 
+for you were my sun in every even darkest hour
+in all things concerning life you had total power
+
+ 
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+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen          
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Top Ten Good Things About Publishing STTS Magazine
+--------------------------------------------------
+
+
+10. Supporting MCI by calling long distance to distribute magazine
+ 9. Ability to make or break young writers with a single keystroke
+ 8. Hiding secret messages to foreign liberation movements in Top Ten List
+ 7. Free promo goodies from software companies wanting good reviews 
+ 6. Voting in annual "best of" competition really gets me hot
+ 5. Don't have to wear trousers to the office
+ 4. Use old copies of magazine for kindling when building digital fires
+ 3. Don't have to get a *real* job
+ 2. STTS groupies trading sex for getting poetry published
+ 1. Don't have to compromise artistic integrity by actually making money
+
+ 
+ 
+The Write Stuff
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+
+
+                               THE WRITE STUFF
+                                      by
+                                Bruce Diamond
+
+
+     The flyer came in the mail.  I found it sandwiched between my dentist's
+latest advertising circular, IMPACTED WISDOM:  A Newsletter for the Dentally
+Impaired, and the Captain Surfer Internet Decoder Ring that I had ordered (an
+incentive for sending the email addresses of 20 acquaintances to the CSI Foes
+& Enemies Program).  The brochure was sealed with one of those adhesive circle
+doo-jobbers, so I ended up ripping it in half just to get it open.
+
+     "The Fiction & Screenplay Writer's Online Writing Toolkit," the headline
+said.  Now, I have to confess:  I'm a sucker for electronic writing tools.
+Word processors, text editors, spell checkers, grammar checkers, script
+formatters, macro libraries, print spoolers, font managers, clich‚ finders,
+reading level analyzers, desktop publishing programs, clip art, fonts, ansi
+drawing programs -- if it's downloadable (*and* doesn't cost any file points),
+I'll download it.  I don't use 99% of the stuff I download, but I gotta have
+it.  It's the megabyte packrat in me, I guess.  The flyer claimed the secrets
+to polishing stories and creating salable material could be had for three
+dollars.  It said that "The Online Writing Toolkit" could help me do
+everything that the high-priced computer programs could do:  create
+well-rounded characters, heighten tension, develop dramatic and believable
+plots, and smooth out my dialogue.  I could become the biggest-selling author
+since the guy who wrote the "I'm cookoo for Cocoa Puffs" ad slogan.  (Did you
+know the same guy also co-wrote NATIONAL LAMPOON'S ANIMAL HOUSE?  Could you
+have lived without knowing that?)
+
+     The problems with the high-profile interactive writing tools -- you know,
+programs like WRITEPRO, PLOTS UNLIMITED, STORYCRAFT and STORYLINE PRO, the
+ones that advertise in WRITER'S DIGEST and other magazines -- are the high
+costs and (reported) formulaic results.  These programs cost struggling
+writers upwards from around a hundred bucks, and although some of them offer
+demonstration versions, the flyer asked, why pay for a crippled demo?
+"WriteWare could become WrongWare at these prices," it went on to say.  "The
+Online Writing Toolkit" offered unlimited help for my writing, all for the
+price of a demo.
+
+     Too bad I didn't read the flyer more thoroughly before sending my three
+bucks.
+
+     You can probably guess where this is heading.  I was too excited to think,
+though.  Don't most of us have the Great American Novel or the Great American
+Screenplay tucked away in a drawer or archived somewhere on a floppy disk?  The
+dream of writing the next great classic, the next New York Times Bestseller, the
+next box-office hit . . . well, let's just say some of us look for the easy way
+to fame and leave it at that, okay?
+
+     Oh, and don't forget the money.
+
+     The package from Scammem Enterprises arrived about a week and a half
+later.  Funny, it didn't feel like a disk was inside the envelope; then I
+remembered the flyer's order form hadn't even asked for disk format, CPU
+speed, or even whether I ran DOS or Windoze.  Those questions didn't matter,
+I found out after opening the envelope.  Inside was a four-page pamphlet, not
+even typeset, which looked like it had been printed on some hobbyist's
+nine-pin dot matrix.  "The Fiction & Screenplay Writer's Online Writing
+Toolkit," the faded, jagged letters trumpeted, "Your guide to striking it rich
+in New York or Hollywood!"  I felt like my head had just turned into a sucker.
+But what the hey, I spent the money; may as well find out what it was all
+about.
+
+     "Our first writer's tool will help you polish your dialogue and delve
+deep into your character's psyche.  Motivation plays a key role in your
+character's believability, and a quick online visit to the BBS psychiatrist,
+Eliza, should give you a needed peek into your character's head.  For an
+example, type the following quotes while you're online and see how Eliza
+answers.  You'll be on your way to creating three-dimensional characters with
+which your readers can identify."  Logging onto a local board, I selected
+Eliza from the games menu (games -- this is the way to become a successful
+writer?) and typed in the provided examples.  Here's the entire session as it
+happened online.
+
+     HELLO BRUCE I'M ELIZA.  LET'S TALK.  TYPE 'BYE' TO END THIS SESSION.
+
+     >The problems of two people don't amount to a hill of beans in this
+     >world.
+
+     SAY, DO YOU HAVE ANY PSYCHOLOGICAL PROBLEMS?
+
+     >Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she comes into this
+     >one.
+
+     I AM INTERESTED IN YOUR FEELINGS ABOUT THIS PERSON.  PLEASE DESCRIBE
+     THEM.
+
+     >Here's looking at you, kid.
+
+     WE WERE DISCUSSING YOU--NOT ME.
+
+     >We'll always have Paris.
+
+     CAN YOU THINK OF A SPECIFIC EXAMPLE?
+
+     >Louie, this looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
+
+     WHAT DOES THAT SUGGEST TO YOU?
+
+     >Rosebud.
+
+     I'M NOT SURE I UNDERSTAND YOU FULLY.
+
+     >I'll have what she's having.
+
+     WHAT WOULD IT MEAN TO YOU IF YOU GOT WHAT SHE'S HAVING
+
+     >Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.
+
+     COME, COME; ELUCIDATE YOUR THOUGHTS.
+
+     >Use the force, Luke.
+
+     CAN YOU ELABORATE ON THAT?
+
+     >Snakes, why did it have to be snakes?
+
+     WHY DO YOU ASK?
+
+     >Open the pod bay doors, Hal.
+
+     I'M NOT SURE I UNDERSTAND YOU FULLY.
+
+     >I'm afraid I can't do that, Dave.
+
+     HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T DO THAT DAVE
+
+     >I want you to hold the chicken salad between your knees.
+
+     WHY DO YOU WANT I TO HOLD THE CHICKEN SALAD BETWEEN MY KNEES
+
+     >Always look on the bright side of life.
+
+     WHEN?
+
+     >She's my sister (slap) she's my daughter (slap) she's my sister (slap)
+
+     TELL ME MORE ABOUT YOUR FAMILY.
+
+     >Call me Ishmael.
+
+     COME, COME; ELUCIDATE YOUR THOUGHTS.
+
+     >Bye.
+
+     Needless to say, it wasn't an entirely fruitful session, but since I
+was online, it seemed logical to keep working with the pamphlet.  "Your
+characters need abilities, idiosyncrasies, the attributes that shape their
+personas.  A visit to your BBS' multi-player games section will help here."
+I entered the online game, "Legendary Delusions," and starting "rolling" up
+attributes.  The list seemed limited: strength, dexterity, constitution,
+wisdom, intelligence, and charisma.  How would these numbers add up to a
+breathing character?  I read on.
+
+     "To fully flesh out your character, you might want to choose some hobbies
+from your board's Usenet newsgroups.  Choosing something that real people are
+interested in makes your character that much more alive."  Great.  I checked
+the listings, and if I wanted a character that wasn't a computer programmer,
+a Mystery Science Theater 3000 fan, and into photography, I was out of luck.
+One newsgroup, .alt.rec.kinky, looked interesting, though.  I jotted a note
+for that Sharon Stone screenplay I had been toying with.  "Message areas, like
+Usenet newsgroups, are also useful for helping to frame a story told by letters
+(e.g., portions of Bram Stoker's DRACULA)."  I dropped into the .alt.rec.kinky
+message base and got even better ideas for the screenplay . . . ones I can't
+share here, unfortunately.
+
+     The portion of the pamphlet marked "Settings" recommended returning to
+the multi-player game for inspiration.  Here's an example:  "The flagstone
+pathway separates and leads into two different buildings here.  One, to the
+east, displays a mighty tin can mounted above the door, the large building
+itself extending into the cave behind it.  A second building, very worn and
+weather-beaten, barely stands to the south.  Exit is possible in every
+direction except north."  Most of the other settings followed the same
+formula, with more attention paid to which direction the character could move
+than to the sights and smells and sounds of the settings.  I pushed on.
+
+     Under the "Dialogue" and "Character Naming" sections, the pamphlet
+recommended visiting the board's chat areas.  "Be wary when you name your
+characters.  The name should be believable, but it should also reflect some
+innermost quality, the essence of the character."  I suppose that lets out
+names like StormyKnight, LSD, and Kidgrunge.  The advice under "Dialogue" was
+more specific:  "When in chat to help polish your dialogue and make it sound
+authentic, remember the following three rules.  1) Your characters must always
+speak in capital letters.  2) Your male characters, to a 'man,' must always
+hit on your female characters every third sentence.  3) Everyone, but
+everyone, brags, lies, is defensive when confronted, and has an extremely
+short fuse."  I didn't even bother entering chat my first time through the
+pamphlet.
+
+     Yes, that's right, my first time.  Though "The Online Writing Toolkit"
+seemed limited at first, I realized the richness, the depth of the advice was
+waiting to be discovered.  You see, the pamphlet also advised using online
+horoscopes to determine plot and character motivation, and advised using
+online weather reports to fully realize my settings.  Thank goodness I didn't
+give up after that first experience with the toolkit.  My screenplay, "Revenge
+of the Nerds V:  A BBS Romance," begins lensing next month, as they say in
+the biz.  Look for me at the 1996 Academy Awards!
+
+ 
+ 
+The New Bill of Rights
+by Author Unknown
+
+
+                            NEW
+                          THE^BILL OF RIGHTS
+
+Nearly everything has changed in the United States since the Bill of
+Rights was written and adopted.  We still see the original words when
+we read those first 10 Amendments to the Constitution, yet the meaning
+is vastly different now.
+
+And no wonder.  We've gone from a country of a few million to a few
+hundred million.  The nation's desire to band together was replaced by
+revulsion of togetherness.  We exchanged a birthright of justice for a
+magic bullet, and replaced the Pioneer Spirit with the Pioneer Stereo.
+
+We're not the people who founded this country and our Bill of Rights
+should reflect this.
+
+As we approach the 21st Century, it's time to bring the wording up to
+date showing what we are and who we are.
+
+AMENDMENT I
+
+Congress shall make no law establishing religion, but shall act as if
+it did; and shall make no laws abridging the freedom of speech, unless
+such speech can be construed as "commercial speech" or "irresponsible
+speech" or "offensive speech;" or shall abridge the right of the
+people to peaceably assemble where and when permitted; or shall
+abridge the right to petition the government for a redress of
+grievances, under proper procedures.
+
+It shall be unlawful to cry "Fire!" in a theatre occupied by three or
+more persons, unless such persons shall belong to a class declared
+Protected by one or more divisions of Federal, State or Local
+government, in which case the number of persons shall be one or more.
+
+
+AMENDMENT II
+
+A well-regulated military force shall be maintained under control of
+the President, and no political entity within the United States shall
+maintain a military force beyond Presidential control.  The right of
+the people to keep and bear arms shall be determined by the Congress
+and the States and the Cities and the Counties and the Towns (and
+someone named Fred.)
+
+
+AMENDMENT III
+
+No soldier shall, in time of peace, be quartered in any house without
+the consent of the owner, unless such house is believed to have been
+used, or believed may be used, for some purpose contrary to law or
+public policy.
+
+
+AMENDMENT IV
+
+The right of the people to be secure in their persons, houses, papers,
+and effects against unreasonable searches and seizures may not be
+suspended except to protect public welfare.  Any place or conveyance
+shall be subject to search by law enforcement forces of any political
+entity, and any such places or conveyances, or any property within
+them, may be confiscated without judicial proceeding if believed to be
+used in a manner contrary to law.
+
+
+AMENDMENT V
+
+Any person may be held to answer for a crime of any kind upon any
+suspicion whatever; and may be put in jeopardy of life or liberty by
+the state courts, by the federal judiciary, and while incarcerated;
+and may be compelled to be a witness against himself by the forced
+submission of his body or any portion thereof, and by testimony in
+proceedings excluding actual trial.  Private property forfeited under
+judicial process shall become the exclusive property of the judicial
+authority and shall be immune from seizure by injured parties.
+
+
+AMENDMENT VI
+
+In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to
+avoid prosecution by exhausting the legal process and its
+practitioners.  Failure to succeed shall result in speedy
+plea-bargaining resulting in lesser charges. Convicted persons shall
+be entitled to appeal until sentence is completed.  It shall be
+unlawful to bar or deter an incompetent person from service on a jury.
+
+
+AMENDMENT VII
+
+In civil suits, where a contesting party is a person whose private
+life may interest the public, the right of trial in the Press shall
+not be abridged.
+
+
+AMENDMENT VIII
+
+Sufficient bail may be required to ensure that dangerous persons
+remain in custody pending trial. There shall be no right of the public
+to be afforded protection from dangerous persons, and such protection
+shall be dependent upon incarceration facilities available.
+
+
+AMENDMENT IX
+
+The enumeration in The Constitution of certain rights shall be
+construed to deny or discourage others which may from time to time be
+extended by the branches of Federal, State or Local government, unless
+such rights shall themselves become enacted by Amendment.
+
+AMENDMENT X
+
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+shall be deemed to be powers residing in persons holding appointment
+therein through the Civil Service, and may be delegated to the States
+and local Governments as determined by the public interest.  The
+public interest shall be determined by the Civil Service.
+
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------
+                     The Pen is mightier than the Sword.
+                 The Court is mightier than the Pen.
+             The Sword is mightier than the Court.
+                                            - Rey Barry -
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------
+
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+ 
+ 
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+               Addison, Tx. 75244
+               U.S.A. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+              Addison, Tx. 75244
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly
+ "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in
+ three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ twice-yearly awards.
+
+ Twice-Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the twice-yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+                    Addison, Tx. 75244
+                    U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+            3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+            Addison, Tx. 75244
+            U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Left-Hand Path, The                
+    Location ........... Seattle, Washington                
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Pruitt               
+    Phone    ........... (206) 783-4668 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Foreplay Online                             
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas                     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sean Goldsberry         
+    Phone    ........... (214) 306-7493 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Online Syndication Services BBS           
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas                      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Lokke                 
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-8425 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Family Connection, The                        
+    Location ........... St. Louis, Missouri               
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Askew              
+    Phone    ........... (314) 544-4628 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Matrix Online Service                
+    Location ........... San Jose, California               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Daryl Perry               
+    Phone    ........... (408) 265-4660 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mission Control BBS       
+    Location ........... Flagstaff, Arizona       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kevin Echstenkamper                       
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1854 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Princessland BBS                  
+    Location ........... Wenonah, New Jersey               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Pamela & Rick Forsythe  
+    Phone    ........... (609) 464-1421 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Market Hotline, The
+    Location ........... Rodford, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Mintun
+    Phone    ........... (703) 633-2178 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Happy Trails
+    Location ........... Orange, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Inglehart
+    Phone    ........... (714) 547-0719 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Regulator, The     
+    Location ........... Charleston, South Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Coker           
+    Phone    ........... (803) 571-1100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Star Fire                        
+    Location ........... Jacksonville, Florida               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bruce Allan               
+    Phone    ........... (904) 260-8825 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates      
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                        
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
+
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+ 
+ 
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get on the STTS mailing list, do the following:
+
+
+  Send internet mail message to:
+
+
+        STTS-REQUEST%textalk@egsner.cirr.com
+ 
+  With either the following in the body:
+ 
+        ADD SUBSCRIBE JOIN
+ 
+  To be added to the list or:
+
+        UNSUBSCRIBE DELETE REMOVE
+
+  To be removed from the list.
+
+
+If you're a SysOp *Please* be sure to send me a note telling me your
+BBS's name, your name, your state and city, the BBS's phone number(s)
+and it's baud rate(s) so I can include you in the list issue's
+distribution list. 
+
+Send the note to:  Joe.DeRouen@Chryalis.ORG
+
+
+
+If you wish to FTPMAIL request the magazine, please send mail to:
+ 
+        FTPMAIL%textalk@egsner.cirr.com
+ 
+With the following in the body:
+ 
+        GET <filename.ext>
+ 
+Where <filename.ext> would be SUN9408.ZIP or whatever issue you're
+wanting to retrieve.  The current issue available will correspond to
+whatever month you're in.  Septemeber 1994 would be SUN9409.ZIP, etc.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9408.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Texas Talk BBS and Archives On-Line BBS for allowing
+me to access the Internet and Fido (respectively) from their systems. 
+
+ 
+ 
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen     
+All rights reserved
+
+
+If you read this sequentially, you've just finished the magazine.
+Here's a few points you might want to go back and check out if you
+somehow managed to overlook them:
+
+     * We're now offering a monthly prize to be given away for
+       answering the STTS Magazine survey.  Keep those cards and
+       letter coming, folks!
+
+     * Shawn Aiken's moved up in the staff ranks, becoming
+       assistant editor to yours truly.  Look for his style and
+       taste to have an effect of the magazine in months to come.   
+       Make sure to let him know if you like it or not.  <Grin>
+       For a taste of Shawn's style, peruse this month's 
+       editorial (LOVE AND ROCKETS) as well as his feature article,
+       CONFUSION IN THE COURTS.
+
+     * We're now in France.  Cool, eh?  Check out the distribution 
+       list for other countries and locations STTS is available in.
+       It just might surprise you.
+
+     * Bruce Diamond outdid himself this month, having no less than
+       FIVE articles published in this issue.  Three are movie reviews,
+       one a humour article, and last but not least a nice bit of
+       fiction entitled IF I COULD TALK TO THE ALIENS.  Take into 
+       account his own elec magazine, LIGHTS OUT (movie reviews) as
+       well as his new gig writing movie reviews for a newspaper in
+       Pennsylvania and Bruce's been a busy guy.
+
+A couple of months ago in this very space, I promised changes.  "Why fix
+it if it ain't broken?" some of you asked.  "Why not?" I replied, with a
+wicked little gleam in my eye.  The additions to this month are just
+part of the changes in store for STTS magazine.  Keep your eyes open,
+and keep reading!
+
+Joe DeRouen, Aug. 4th 1994
+
+ 
+ 
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+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume II, Issue 9                         Sept. 1st, 1994
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial: Why This Is Late . . . Again........Joe DeRouen  
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers - Now offering prizes!....  
+ Monthly Prize Giveaway Details....and Winners!............
+ SysOps - Read This to Win Prizes!.........................
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+ STTS Mailbag..............................................
+ Quick Tips and Fixes...........................Joe DeRouen
+ The Question & Answers Session.................Joe DeRouen
+ SportsView.................................Thomas Van Hook
+ My View: Baseball..........................Thomas Van Hook        
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+ Interview: Elizabeth Orne of Mars BBS.......L. Shawn Aiken
+ STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+ >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+ (Software) Blue Wave Offline Mail Reader..Louis Turbeville
+ (Software) TIME: Man of the Year CD-ROM...Louis Turbeville
+ (Movie) It Could Happen To You...............Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Corinna, Corinna.....................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) The Little Rascals...................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Airheads.............................Bruce Diamond
+ (Music) Fumbling Towards Ecstasy/McLachlan...Andee SoRelle
+ (Music) Blackest Sabbath/Black Sabbath.....Thomas Van Hook
+ (Music) Parallel Dreams/Lorenna McKennitt..Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  Chrome Circle/Lackey & Dixon.......Thomas Van Hook
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software   
+ >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+ The Powers That Be..........................L. Shawn Aiken
+ Madge's Medal...............................Franchot Lewis 
+ Lyric.............................................Ed Davis
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+ >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+ Natalie, Those Children Are Calling........Daniel Sendecki         
+ Laura...............................................Tamara
+ Turn Away......................................J. Guenther
+ Eternity......................................Sean Donahue
+   ÿ            Advertisement-Texas Talk BBS     
+ >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+ Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+ "A Bum Walked Up To Me and Said..." .........Bruce Diamond
+ >> --------------- Advertisements ----------------------<<
+ Channel 1 BBS
+ Exec-PC BBS
+ T&J Software
+ Chrysalis BBS
+ Texas Talk
+ >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+ Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+ Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+ Contact Points............................................
+ Distribution Sites........................................
+ Distribution Via Networks.................................
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
+
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+² ³                                                          ³ ² Sept. 1st, 1994
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+² ³  Joe DeRouen, Publisher             ßßÜÜßß ÛÛ            ³ ²  . . . & more! 
+² ³ L. Shawn Aiken, Asst. Ed.       ÛßßÜÜ   ÜÜ Ü             ³ ²                
+² ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ ²                
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+                                                                                
+   With Heather DeRouen, Bruce Diamond, and Tamara                              
+
+ 
+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+Editorial: Why This Is Late . . . Again
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+I have a good reason this time.  I promise.  As of September first,
+1994, I became a published (read: paid!) writer.  Furthermore, the piece
+in question was the first installment in a new column.  But I digress.
+
+In several areas of the USA, there are free monthly publications called
+COMPUTER CURRENTS.  Dallas has one, and that's the magazine I'm writing
+for.  Hopefully, if all you kind folks that are lucky enough to have a
+local version of COMPUTER CURRENTS write in and ask for it, I'll go
+national before too long.  <Grin>
+
+The monthly column, ASK THE TECH: QUICK TIPS AND FIXES, is pretty
+self-explanatory.  People write in with questions or problems they're
+having or have had with computers, BBS's, or software, and I try to
+solve them.  The article will also appear here each month, in the
+monthly columns section.  Read it and let me know what you think!
+
+I'm also doing a computer/BBS-orientated "Top-Ten List" for COMPUTER
+CURRENTS.  Regular readers will know that such lists have been appearing
+in these electronic pages all along.  The ones in CC will differ,
+however, in the fact that they'll *always* be computer-related.  With
+STTS, I'm able to do pretty much whatever strikes my fancy.  <G>
+
+Anyway, that's why this issue is late.  I've been busy working on the
+column and the top ten list, as well as other possible paid submissions.
+I shan't forgo STTS, however.  With the recent addition of Shawn Aiken
+as Assistant Editor (notice, Shawn - Your title gets Caps! <G>) things
+should start going a bit more smoothly.  The next issue might even be
+out on time.  Or closer, at least.
+
+At any rate, that's my explanation.   Thanks for sticking with STTS and
+making it one of the most popular e-mags out there!  
+
+
+
+Joe DeRouen, Sept. 5th 1994
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Assistant Editor   
+
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 20 boards).  Recently,
+  Bruce became the monthly movie critic for VALLEY REVIEW MAGAZINE,
+  published out of Pennsylvania.  LIGHTS OUT, now two years old, is
+  available through the Rime or P&B Networks by dropping a note to
+  Joe DeRouen, courtesy of Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS.  The
+  magazine will soon be available through Fido file request and
+  Internet FTP.  In the Dallas area, Bruce's distributor is Jay
+  Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer
+  and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Sean A. Donahue........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry
+  Andee SoRelle..........................Music Review
+  Louis Turbeville.......................Software Reviews
+  Thomas Van Hook........................My View, Music Review
+
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Sean A. Donahue does not have any publishing ties whatsoever.  He has
+  written over 4,192 poems.  Only 38 have seen to survive the Mighty
+  Morphin Power Rangers.  The time in which normal people say is spare,
+  he tries to use to study for school at Texas Tech University.  This is
+  Sean's first published poem and he hopes that it is not his last.  He
+  has written exactly 428 novels all starting with "It was a dark and
+  stormy night."  None ofthem have gotten past the second paragraph.  In
+  whatever time he has left, he enjoys reading, riting, and rithmatic. 
+  He has an creative writing minor, a history minor, and a Honorary
+  Doctorate in B.S. from Bowling Green State University.  He dedicates
+  his writing to those who are without love and hope.  And that's no
+  B.S. 
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Andee SoRelle is a visual artist working in both paint and clay.
+  She lives in the Dallas, Texas area and enjoys BBSing, (of course!)
+  music, film, and kvetching about her day job.
+
+  Louis Turbeville currently works as a computer analyst for the Air  
+  Force.  He's originally from Hawaii (about an 1/8 Hawaiian <everyone
+  seems to ask>) and has a BBA in Management Information Systems from the
+  University of Hawaii.  Louis is married and has a two year old son who
+  keeps him busy, especially when he wants to sit at the computer and
+  write.  His interest in writing was nurtured by his wife, a journalism
+  and english major who's yet to be published and holds this very much
+  against Louis. <G>  He's had a couple of reviews published on
+  WindowsOnLine Review Magazine and hopes to broaden his base of published
+  media in the near future. 
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+  Thomas Van Hook resides in Dallas, where he works as a contract
+  employee for the Federal Reserve Automation Services.  Having served
+  eight years in the USAF, he is happy to finally be free and able to
+  pursue the dreams of his heart.  At the age of 29, he is looking
+  forward to many new adventures and experiences within the realms of
+  the Elven kind.  He enjoys reading, writing, sports of all kinds, his
+  son Corey and the attentions of any Elven women that seem interested
+  (not necessarily in that order).  Recently divorced, he is trying to
+  restore order and balance to his life without losing what little is
+  left of his sanity. 
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Survey
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Please fill out the following survey. This article is duplicated in the
+ZIP archive as SURVEY.TXT. If you're reading this on-line and haven't
+access to that file, please do a screen capture of this article and 
+fill it out that way. If all else fails, just write your answers down
+(on paper or in an ASCII file) and include the question's number beside
+your answer.
+
+Everyone who answers the survey will have their name placed in a hat
+and, at the start of the following month, we'll draw a name to receive a
+special prize.  Check out the Monthly Prize Giveaway article (from the
+main menu) for more details.
+
+
+
+
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+
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+
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+
+ 5. Where did you read/download this copy of STTS Magazine? (Include BBS
+    and BBS number, please)
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
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+
+ 6. Do you prefer to read STTS while on-line or download it to read 
+    at your own convenience?  ( ) On-Line     ( ) Download
+
+ 7. Are you a SysOp?  ( ) Yes         ( ) No (if "No", skip to 10)
+
+ 8. If so, what is your BBS name, number, baud rate?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
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+
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+
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+
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+
+10. What do you enjoy the MOST about STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+11. What do you enjoy LEAST about STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________ 
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+12. Please rate the following parts of STTS on a scale of 1-10, 10 being
+    excellent and 1 being awful. (if no opinion, X)
+
+    Fiction          ___     Poetry     ___     Movie reviews    ___  
+
+    Book reviews     ___     CD Reviews ___     Feature Articles ___  
+                  
+    Software reviews ---     Humour     ---     Top Ten List     ---
+    
+    Question&Answers ___     Editorial  ___     ANSI Coverart    ___
+
+    MonsterBBSReview ---     My View    ---     STTS BBS News    ---
+
+    RIP Coverart     ___     Misc. Info ---
+
+
+
+13. What would you like to see (or see more of) in future issues
+    of STTS Mag?
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+    ___________________________________________________________________
+
+
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+
+Return the survey to me via any of the following options:  
+
+A) Pen & Brush Net - A PRIVATE, ROUTED message to JOE DEROUEN at site
+   ->5320, in any conference.
+
+B) RIME Net - A PRIVATE, ROUTED message to JOE DEROUEN at site ->5320,
+   in either the COMMON or SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE SHADOWS MAGAZINE 
+   conference.
+
+C) WME Net - A PRIVATE message to JOE DEROUEN in the NET CHAT
+   conference.
+
+D) Internet - Send a message containing your complete survey to 
+   Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.org
+
+E) My BBS - (214) 629-8793 24 hrs. a day 1200-14,000 baud. Upload the
+   file SURVEY.TXT (change the name first! Change it to something like
+   the first eight digits of your last name (or less, if your name
+   doesn't have eight digits) and the ext of .SUR) Immediate access is
+   gained to my system via filling out the new user questionnaire. 
+
+F) U.S. Postal Service - Send the survey either printed out or on a disk
+   to:    Joe DeRouen
+          3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+          Addison, Tx. 75244
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows Monthly Prize Giveaway
+
+
+ Each month, STTS magazine will be giving away a prize.  The prizes will
+ range from registered versions of popular shareware packages to Compact
+ Discs, to a year subscription (via a disk mailed to you) to STTS
+ On-Line! In other words, you never know what we'll be giving away next!
+
+ If the prize is shareware/software, unless otherwise noted, the
+ versions available will be IBM compatible only. If another version
+ is available, we'll make a note of that and ask you to let us know what
+ system you have.
+
+ To enter, please answer the survey located elsewhere in this issue.  
+ If you're reading it offline, edit the file SURVEY.TXT with an ASCII
+ word processor, fill it out, and send it in one of the many ways
+ listed.  If you're reading it online, do a screen capture of the STTS 
+ Magazine Survey (available from the main menu), fill it out, and send
+ it in.
+
+ To be eligible for the contest every month, you just have to fill out
+ the survey once.  Everyone who answer's name will go into a hat and 
+ a winner will be drawn out each and every month.
+
+
+ PRIZE WINNER THIS MONTH
+
+ Dave Crumb of Chicago, Illinois sent in the winning survey via the
+ Internet, and wins Cineplay's FREE DC vga/soundblaster claymation
+ tour de force.  Congratulations, Dave!
+
+
+ PRIZE FOR SEPTEMBER 
+
+ Sept.'s prize (to be sent out sometime shortly after Oct. 1st) is
+ three free months of full access on the mega-BBS Channel 1, located
+ in Cambridge, Mass.  
+
+ CHANNEL 1 MEMBERSHIP
+
+ Enjoy three FREE months of complete and full access to Channel 1, one 
+ of the nation's largest systems.  Download all the files your hard 
+ drive can contain, play games, and ensconce yourself in net mail!
+
+ Channel 1 can be perused via (617) 354-3230.  Tell 'em STTS Magazine
+ sent you!
+
+ 
+ 
+SysOp Announcement
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Tom Wildoner of T&J Software has been kind enough to donate twelve
+twenty dollar ($20.00) credits to STTS, good for purchase towards one of
+Tom's many great BBS doors!  
+
+The first SysOp each month to call my BBS and send me a (C)omment saying
+that s/he agrees to be a dist. site for STTS Magazine *and* post the
+STTS 1-page logon screen for at least twelve months wins the prize.
+(Being a dist. site costs a SysOp nothing except possibly calling to
+download the file each month)
+
+If your BBS is already a dist. site, call and leave me a comment giving
+me a general update as to how many people downloaded the latest issue,
+how many read it online, etc.  If you do this, and agree to run the
+afore-mentioned logon screen, *and* you're the first SysOp to call, you
+win the prize! 
+
+The $20.00 credit is good on all T&J Doors except for adult doors.
+You'll be notified if you won or not (and given a code that you'll have
+t give to Tom to claim your credit) via e-mail only, so be sure to call
+back to check your messages!
+
+STTS BBS's number is (214) 620-8793.  It supports modem speeds of up to
+14,400 baud and is open 24 hours a day.  Be sure to download a few files
+while you're there!  :)
+
+Thanks,
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+
+ * The STTS logon screen mentioned above is included in this archive.  
+   Filename:  STTSSCRN.ZIP.
+
+
+ * Look at the T&J Software Ad elsewhere in this issue for a listing
+   of their great doors!
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+ 
+========================================================================
+<PUBLIC><ECHO>
+Number  : 1344   of   1370       Date: 07/10/94 07:33
+Confer  : Poetry & Prose <WME> 
+From    : Allyssa Lathan
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : July
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy... :)
+After months of seeing your posts about each issue coming out,
+the BBS I'm on now has STTS. I've been reading back issues a lot,
+but I think I can catch up pretty quickly... <G>
+ 
+ 
+ 
+                'Lyssa, now a devoted STTS-reader
+ 
+Some really good poetry and fiction in STTS, but you'd know
+that, wouldn't you. (:
+---
+                                    
+ þ TriNet: * Viking's Domain * Brownsville, MD * (301)432-5922 * 14.4 USR
+========================================================================
+
+
+========================================================================
+Msg#: 8783 *Internet*
+07-11-94 19:47:12
+From: ARTHUR.ECKARD@THE-SPA.COM
+  To: JOE DEROUEN (Rcvd)
+Subj: AUTHOR ADDRESS
+ 
+To: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+ 
+Hi Joe,
+ 
+Just DLd SUN9407.ZIP and found myself stunned.
+ 
+I really don't know what to say - I've only tried to write this note a 
+dozen times.
+ 
+First place in Fiction.
+ 
+Thank you very much. I'm honored. This is the first piece of work I've 
+ever been paid for. I'm really overwhelmed and I don't know what else to 
+say.
+ 
+Thank you very much. You have no idea what this means to me. I hope 
+you're not too big for me the next time I have something to submit.
+ 
+A.M.Eckard | arthur.eckard@the-spa.com
+ * RM 1.3 00253 * In the land of the trogdolytes the erudite man is food.  
+
+========================================================================  
+========================================================================    
+
+ 
+ 
+Quick Tips and Fixes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Originally published in COMPUTER CURRENTS magazine]
+
+
+QUICK TIPS AND FIXES
+by Joe DeRouen
+
+
+Q: I'd love to take a ride on the Information Superhighway, but I'm not
+   even sure how to hitchhike!  Where do I get started? 
+
+A: There's been so much coverage of the Internet in the last year that
+   it would seem that it's the easiest thing in the world to get
+   involved in.  It's not.  The Internet's backbone is the UNIX system,
+   which features commands more arcane than DOS could ever be. 
+
+   Until a universal graphic user interface is developed for access into
+   the Internet, it's going to remain a great and challenging learning
+   experience.  The challenge can be met, however. 
+
+   If you're currently on local bulletin board systems, log onto your
+   favorite one.  Go into the file area and do a text search for the
+   word "Internet".  Chances are, they'll have at least one Internet
+   help file.  Files in particular to keep an eye out for are THE 
+   BEGINNER'S GUIDE TO THE INTERNET (an excellent guide to getting
+   started) or ZEN AND THE ART OF THE INTERNET.  They're free programs
+   and well worth the download time. 
+
+   If you don't have access to a modem, check out your local bookstore
+   or library.  You'll have several dozen different books to choose from
+   in helping you access the Internet.  A couple of good ones are THE
+   INTERNET FOR DUMMIES (John Levine and Carol Baroudi, IDG Books) and
+   TEACH YOURSELF THE INTERNET - AROUND THE WORLD IN 21 DAYS. (Neil
+   Randall, Sams Publishing)  Either book can be had for around twenty
+   dollars.  
+
+   With a little patience and a bit of intestinal fortitude, you'll be
+   cruising the Net's highways and byways in no time! 
+
+
+Q: Help!  I just erased my AUTOEXEC.BAT and CONFIG.SYS, and now I can't
+   get anything to come up.  What should I do? 
+
+A: When your computer can't find those two files, it boots up, asks you
+   for the date and time, and drops you into C:\.  What next?  Fear not,
+   for all is not lost.  Actually, you've lost very little.  Those two
+   files just tell your computer how to act. 
+
+   Type PATH=C:\DOS. (If your DOS directory isn't on C, substitute the
+   correct drive instead)  Then type UNDELETE.  As DOS's UNDELETE
+   program scrolls through the erased files, look for ?UTOEXEC.BAT and
+   ?ONFIG.SYS.  It'll ask you to supply the first character of each
+   filename.  Do so, and it's like it never happened. 
+
+   If you're using an older version of DOS that doesn't support UNDELETE
+   (and you don't have NORTON UTILITIES, PC TOOLS, or another program
+   that offers an UNERASE option) your files are pretty much lost
+   forever.  There's nothing much left to do now except rebuild the
+   files from memory. 
+
+   To safeguard against this happening in the future, (even if you DO
+   have UNDELETE - The program isn't failsafe!) always keep a current
+   copy of your AUTOEXEC.BAT and CONFIG.SYS on a write-protected floppy,
+   in a safe place.  That way, you'll always have a backup of your files
+   and a permanent solution to the delete-happy frenzy that we all 
+   occasionally fall prey to.  
+
+   To be even safer, make a paper copy of the two files.  Fold them into
+   an envelope and toss them in your desk drawer.  You'll probably never
+   need them, but you'll be thankful that they're there if you ever do. 
+
+
+Q: My Super VGA monitor is developing a rash!  This "rash" consists of
+   blurs and distortions in the screen that seem to change and move
+   around as time passes.  What's the problem? 
+
+A: It could be a variety of different things.  The most probable
+   culprit, however, is your phone.  If you're like me, you love to talk
+   while you're playing games or entering data.  If you have a full-size
+   phone with a large metal base, it most likely contains magnets that
+   aren't very well shielded.  Placing a full-size phone closer than
+   about a foot in front of the monitor can cause problems. 
+
+   The magnets in the phone cause the phosphor (which make up the pixels
+   in the screen) to glow differently than the rest of the screen.  It's
+   nothing too serious, though.  Just move your phone or replace it with
+   a smaller model, preferably a handheld unit.  
+ 
+   All phones contain magnets, of course, but smaller phones contains
+   smaller magnets that really aren't as harmful to your screen.  Newer
+   phones also have better shielding. 
+
+   The damage to your screen isn't permanent and should clear up fairly
+   soon.  If it doesn't, you'll have to have your monitor "de-gaussed".
+   (a procedure that involves running a very large magnet over your
+   monitor) De-gaussing is relatively inexpensive and can be done at
+   most any computer repair shop or service. 
+
+   If your phone *doesn't* seem to be the problem, it could be another
+   magnetic source.  Check out any large, bulky appliances that happen
+   to be hanging around your monitor. 
+
+   If it's obvious that isn't the source of your frustrations, contact
+   the manufacturer of your monitor immediately.  More than likely, you
+   have a defective screen that's probably still covered in your
+   warranty. 
+
+
+Are you having a problem with your computer?  Write to Joe via Sunlight
+Through The Shadows BBS at 214/620-8793, through the internet at
+Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.ORG, or CompuServe at 73654,1732.  Joe can also be
+reached at any of the other points listed in Contact Points, elsewhere
+in this issue.
+
+ 
+ 
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Question and Answers Session will be back next month.  This feature
+is on hiatus until then.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+SportsView
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+
+As you read this, Major League Baseball will probably be in or near the third 
+week of the Players' Strike.  It's really interesting to note that fan apathy 
+towards either side is at an all-time high.  My prediction, however, is that 
+the fans that are disgusted with the actions of both players and owners will 
+come back to the Major League ballparks in droves when the season resumes.  
+Like the fans of past strikes, today's fans are angry over escalating 
+salaries, and like the fans of yester-year, their memories will be short and 
+forgiving when the strike is over.  If the fans of today would make a stand 
+over the escalating prices of ballpark seats and escalating player salaries, 
+then maybe the owners and players would realize that they have it better 
+financially than most of their fans do.
+
+Football is upon us.  Preseason is coming to end as I write this, and the 
+season's beginning is right around the corner.  There will be many surprises 
+along the way, but I have my own predictions to give to you.  We start with 
+the NFC East:
+
+NFC East
+1.  Dallas
+2.  Washington
+3.  New York Giants
+4.  Philadelphia
+5.  Arizona
+
+Dallas will once again storm to the top of the conference on the arm of Aikman
+ and the legs of Smith.  Their defense is somewhat suspect in the linebacking 
+corps, which will sink them in the end.  Washington will hold second on the 
+strength of their BIG (!) offensive line.  Otherwise their entire team is 
+suspect after this.  The New York Giants will rise to third solely on the 
+backs of their defense.  The offense is a bit suspect with a starting rookie 
+quarterback.  Philadelphia will find it will be very difficult to ask Randall 
+Cunningham to win it all for them.  Arizona is on the track with Buddy Ryan, 
+but this won't be their year.
+
+NFC Central
+1.  Detriot
+2.  Chicago
+3.  Tampa Bay
+4.  Minnesota
+5.  Green Bay
+
+Detriot will barely take this conference away from the Monsters of the Midway 
+in Chicago.  However, Barry Sanders will show that he is on the last years of 
+his career.  Tampa Bay will be somewhat of a surprise, but they still need to 
+let their entire offense loose during the game.  Even Warren Moon won't help 
+Minnesota, which can thank Green Bay for the cellar cushion.  Green Bay had 
+better pack it in, their offense has trouble even remembering where the ball 
+is.
+
+NFC West
+1.  Atlanta
+2.  New Orleans
+3.  Los Angeles Rams
+4.  San Fransisco
+
+Welcome Atlanta Falcons, you have finally arrived!  The Falcons will be the 
+most improved team in the NFL this year.  Get ready folks, because they will 
+be going to the Big Dance before this decade is out.  New Orleans made some 
+good off-season moves and is stronger than ever.  It's a shame that they have 
+to play in the same division as Atlanta.  The Rams look better than they have 
+for the past few years.  The 49ers have finally hit rock bottom.  It's hard to
+ win games when your team is saturated with egos.
+
+AFC East
+1.  Buffalo
+2.  Miami
+3.  New England
+4.  Indianapolis
+5.  New York Jets
+
+Buffalo fields a strong team, but they will have trouble taking their division
+ over a much-improved Miami Dolphins team.  Look for a full-season battle for 
+the top spot here.  New England looks better and better, but they have to play
+ both Buffalo and Miami twice this year.  Indianapolis continues to look like 
+one of the three blind mice.  The Jets are a plane without an engine.
+
+AFC Central
+1.  Houston
+2.  Cleveland
+3.  Pittsburgh
+4.  Cincinnati
+
+Houston finally comes into it's own with Cody Carlson at the helm, but just 
+barely.  Cleveland and Pittsburgh will turn this division into the most hotly 
+contested division all year.  Cincinnati hasn't got a prayer of making it this
+ year.  They are just happy that there is a New York Jets team to look worse 
+than they do.
+
+AFC West
+1.  Los Angeles Raiders
+2.  Denver
+3.  Kansas City
+4.  Seattle
+5.  San Diego
+
+And here is my pick for the Super Bowl Champion:  Los Angeles Raiders.  The 
+Raiders look like they have finally put it all together.  Denver finally got 
+some recievers for Elway, but their defense looks really thin this year.  
+Kansas City is resting it's hopes on has-beens Montana and Allen -- a bad 
+move.  Seattle will improve, while San Diego joins their Major League Baseball
+ brethren in the basement.
+
+Will Dallas make it to a third straight Super Sunday?  Sure.  And they will 
+find that two championships will be all they can have.  The Raiders are my 
+pick to take it all this year.
+
+Next month:  A look at what we might have enjoyed during September in the 
+world of Baseball, and a quick peek at the world of Basketball.  Ciao!
+
+
+NFC Champion - Dallas Cowboys
+AFC Champion - Oakland Raiders
+Super Bowl Winner - Oakland Raiders
+
+ 
+ 
+My View: Baseball             
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or  
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+As of this writing, Major League Baseball is poised on the edge of it's
+most exciting "second-half" in quite some time.  The realignment that
+took place during the winter has added to the excitement of the
+potential division races.  Not one single team is running away with
+their division at this point in the season. 
+
+In the meantime, Ken Griffey Jr., Frank Thomas and Matt Williams have
+very good chances of breaking Roger Maris' single-season home-run
+record.  Frank Thomas also has a real chance to become the first
+Triple-Crown winner in quite some time.  Attendance at most major league
+parks is on pace to break last year's marks.  Yes indeed, MLB is looking
+at a summer that could be talked about for years to come. 
+
+Despite all the excitement of record-runs, increased attendance and
+potential playoff races, baseball fans see the dark cloud of the
+players' strike on the horizon for this season.  It's really nothing
+new.  Strikes have been fairly common place since the late 70s within
+baseball ('72, '73, '76, '80, '81, '85  and '90). 
+
+The Players' Union, which has made quite a few advances in how players
+have been treated since the inception of the game, has basically come to
+"loggerheads" with the owners over the issue of a salary-cap. 
+
+This salary cap is designed to keep to keep the owners within a set
+level of spending concerning player's salaries.  If this is agreed to,
+the current system of arbitration will be obsolete.  The players will no
+longer be able to have their salaries raised to the astronomical levels
+we have witnessed since the 1990 free agent signings. 
+
+The basic point here is that the owners stand to lose very little under
+this proposed system, while the players stand to lose billions of
+potential dollars.  The game, however, stands to gain a lot through this
+system. 
+
+Under the newest round of expansion, the current talent pool of players
+has been dilued even further.  The teams that can afford the "big" stars
+are loading their teams up with such "gate-drawing" superstars.  Teams
+located in the smaller markets can't gain these superstars to effect
+their turnstile counts. 
+
+Under the new system that is proposed by the owners, these smaller teams
+will have a better chance to afford and obtain these stars for their
+lineups.  This should provide boosts for their turnstile counts and for
+their team's on-field play. 
+
+A strike will hurt quite a few people.  For instance, some cities depend
+heavily on the revenue and taxes that the stadiums bring into their
+budgets.  Average citizens employed for the season by the stadiums as
+vendors, merchandisers and the such, will see their pocketbooks
+experience a drought in times where everyone is feeling the financial
+"pinch."  
+
+The owners will be slightly hurt since the revenue of their team won't
+be coming in on a regular basis, but most of the owners are financially
+independent through other means. The players are working from guarenteed
+contracts, and will make most of their contractual monies where they
+play or not.  
+
+The young fans will experience a let-down as their idols (most notably
+the three mentioned above that are chasing basbeball history) are sent
+packing before the season draws to a close.  And lastly, MLB itself will
+be hurt as scores of fans (most who remember the strikes of the past)
+leave MLB for other sports such as Football and Basketball. 
+
+Fans believe that they are powerless to influence players and owners in
+such issues as salaries and the such.  But they are wrong.  Fans have a
+lot of influence on the game.  Fans pay the sharply escalating prices of
+tickets.  Fans are the ones that drop the dollar into the pockets' of
+the players and owners.  In today's game of baseball, the ALMIGHTY
+dollar speaks very loudly. 
+
+If fans would refuse to pay the high prices at the games, the players
+and owners might be able to see what ails baseball.  If the Owners and
+the Players' Union can resolve their differences and avert a strike,
+remains to be seen.  However, if a strike takes place, the long-term
+effects on MLB could possibly be as devastating as the 1919 Black Sox
+scandal. 
+
+That scandal almost sunk baseball, except that a savior named Herman
+"The Babe" Ruth arrived on the scene and brought back the excitement
+missing from the game.  I'm not too sure that the greed of the players
+and owners is going to find such a savior this time around. 
+
+
+
+ 
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+Mars, the Face, and the Bulletin Board: 
+An interview with Elizabeth Orne
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        Elizabeth Orne is a programmer who runs THE MARS INFORMATION
+EXCHANGE, a Dallas based computer bulletin board system that is 
+devoted to information related to interesting new discoveries about 
+Mars and other anomalies found throughout the solar system.  While 
+interviewing her on the night of August 12th over her BBS, we began to
+discuss governmental interference in the acquisition of data.  
+Suddenly the electricity went off at my home and I lost the entire 
+interview.  Luckily Ms. Orne had been keeping her own log of the chat.
+I don't REALLY think that the government had anything to do with it, 
+but you never know . . .
+
+STTS:  What were the demons that drove you into the world of BBSes?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Well, that's an interesting question.  Two years ago I
+decided to start a BBS to support my software users.  <Ms. Orne writes 
+software for bankruptcy lawyers.>  So I set it up and ran that for around 
+a year.  It was about that time that I realized that none of my clients 
+ever called because most didn't know how to use a modem, and others 
+preferred that I come to their office to install updates for them.  
+
+STTS:  What made you decide to set up THE MARS INFORMATION EXCHANGE? 
+
+MS. ORNE:  About that time I picked up a copy of The Monuments of Mars by 
+Dick Hoagland.  I had seen the book a couple of years previously but, for 
+some reason it didn't really catch my attention.  Anyway, reading the book 
+was fascinating and I decided that I would log on few BBSes and see if there 
+was any information out there about the really interesting propositions that 
+Dick was making.  I was amazed to discover that there was almost nothing 
+available.  Well, since I was getting ready to shut down the BBS that I 
+was running for my business, and in light of my new interest in Mars and 
+Cydonia, The Mars Information Exchange was born.  
+
+STTS:  Where do you get your information for TMIE?
+
+MS. ORNE:  I scoured BBSes everywhere across America for data.  In fact, I 
+still do make regular 'bomb runs' on numerous BBSes <G>.  The artifact 
+questions regarding Mars are of such singular importance that I really feel 
+that there is a large need for a central data base on the subject.   
+Also, at the time that I started TMIE, the Mars Observer was 3 or 4 months 
+out from Mars and according to Dick Hoagland and others it seemed that the 
+questions revolving around Cydonia where going to be answered in just a few 
+short months.  Those days and weeks of waiting were filled with anxiety.  I 
+remember the heart sinking feeling that I suffered when the Mars Observer 
+failed.  It wasn't long after that that the Cydonia issue began to wane a 
+bit.  It's really hard to keep specific subjects in the public eye.  But, we 
+are going back to Mars in a couple of years and TMIE will still be here 
+collecting info and ready to distribute the answers to the questions posed 
+by Cydonia when the data finally arrives.
+
+STTS:  What specific parts of Hoagland's book caught your attention?
+
+MS. ORNE:  The Monuments of Mars by Dick Hoagland draws attention to a very 
+small region of Mars where Viking (this was a mission sent to Mars in the 
+70's) photos seemed to show pictures of a face and, what appears to be 
+intelligently constructed structures, just adjacent to the image of the 
+face.  These photos have been scrutinized in great detail by many researchers 
+and, of course, this has resulted in two camps of scientist - those who think 
+that it's all a simple illusion created by lighting and those who think that 
+there is either something there or feel that these enigmatic objects are at 
+least worth re-photographing in greater detail.  The photos taken by Viking 
+were of insufficient resolution to allow for any conclusions regarding their 
+origin.  In recent years there has been a lot of work put forth by workers 
+such as Erol Torun who ascribe all kinds of mathematical relationships to 
+the structures seen in the Viking photos.  But for me, at least, the most 
+compelling evidence are the photos themselves.  The photos beckon an 
+immediate sense of recognition, a kind of gestalt.  They seem to be saying 
+"Look here!  These structures are artificial."  So I guess in answer to your 
+question, the most interesting portion of Dick's book were in fact the Viking 
+images themselves.  
+
+STTS:  Can you describe these structures and explain why they are believed 
+to be artificial?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Yes, I can.  The structure that first catches one's eye, and in 
+fact was the first object to catch Dick Hoagland's eye, is the face itself.  
+Right there in the middle of the Cydonian plain a huge stone (one presumes it 
+is made of stone or other hard substance) face stares out into space.  It's 
+symmetry is striking.  The fact that the face is apparently human creates 
+a great number of questions regarding previous notions about our origins.  
+Several kilometers to the west of the face are structures that look to be 
+pyramids and the remains of other artificial structures.  I think the 
+most compelling aspect of the Cydonia region is that all of the 
+interesting features are all within a few kilometers of each other.  You 
+can look at hundreds of images of Mars and find no evidence of anything 
+remotely artificial looking but, when you look at the Cydonia Plain there 
+are artificial looking structures littered all over the landscape.  One of 
+the structures (which has been coined "The Fort") looks like a pyramid 
+with a portion of the top collapsed and you can actually look down inside 
+it.
+
+STTS:  Scientists in the 70's noticed those pyramids and said that they were 
+simply sand dunes formed by the wind.  Has there been a concentrated effort 
+by scientists to explain away all of these features through natural means?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Yes, NASA, for the first several years, stood firmly on the 
+opinion that the structures where entirely natural, regardless of mounting 
+evidence to the contrary.  I think that I should point out here that although 
+the photos are compelling for many, very view individuals take these photos 
+as proof, but rather a case for a return imaging mission to clear up the 
+mystery.  In any case, NASA has actually been caught in the act of 
+obstructing information regarding internal views of the Cydonia region when 
+a memo was found circulating in NASA which instructed employees to hinder 
+requests, change text in documents etc. with regard to the Cydonia question.  
+They have since retracted (publicly at least) these directives.  Dr. 
+McDaniel of Sanoma State University has written an excellent treatment of the 
+history of NASA's views and their methodology regarding the Cydonian 
+question. 
+
+STTS:  Is this obstructionist memo available to the public?
+
+MS. ORNE:  I knew that you were going to ask that and yes, I am sure that it 
+is but, off the top of my head I don't think that I can provide a means of 
+obtaining it.  I'd have to go back through my own reading material and 
+locate some reference's to the Document.  I am sure that Dick Hoagland's 
+organization "The Mars Mission" would be more than happy to provide 
+instructions in obtaining the aforementioned document<s>.
+
+STTS:  Your board has a summary of a book called The McDaniel Report in
+the files section, a report that goes over inconsistencies in governmental
+actions on this subject.  Does that book discuss this memo?
+
+MS. ORNE:  I am pretty sure that it does.  The book entitled simply 
+"The McDaniel Report" is published by North Atlantic Books and went into 
+general distribution 2 months ago (that would be early June 1994).  There is 
+a very interest summary of the book available on this BBS.  I think that 
+McDaniel presents many valid arguments.
+
+STTS:  Okay.  I want to get to those arguments soon, but if you don't mind 
+if we venture back to Mars for a sec.<G>  What was it about the book 
+(Hoagland's) that, so to speak, 'pushed you over the edge?"  What data 
+finally convinced you that there may be something to all of this?
+
+MS. ORNE:  This may sound naieve (oh boy i can't spell)  but, the œQ³i²Y
+
+****** END CHAT on Aug-12-94 at 22:10:50 ******
+
+<It was a this point that my electricity went off.  No hurricanes or
+tornados or thunderstorms, but it was incredibly hot that night.>
+
+****** BEGIN CHAT on Aug-12-94 at 23:23:28 with Shawn Aiken ******
+
+MS. ORNE:  It's really funny but although I really don't think that the FEDS 
+are watching I've had all kinds of strange things happen here since I 
+started the Mars Board.
+
+STTS:  What kind of strange things have happened?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Well, my phones beep a couple of times a day.  I get line noise 
+on this machine and my other machine at the most inopportune moments.  
+Sometimes I even get beeps while I'm talking on the phone (not the calling 
+waiting kind either).  I really, think it is coincidence but, other theories 
+have crossed my mind.<G>  Anyway, your last question was back to the 
+Monuments book and what part was really most interesting.
+
+STTS:  Oh yes.  Interesting to you.  The stuff that 'pushed you over the 
+edge'.<G>
+
+MS. ORNE:  I don't want to sound naive but, the most compelling portions of 
+the book really were the images.  Dick presents a lot of very interesting 
+ideas regarding geometric associations and such but, I'm always suspicious of 
+such relationships.  He may well turn out to be correct but, the images 
+themselves still seem to speak the loudest.  He also attempts to draw 
+parallels to Egypt and the pyramids there, with emphasis on the Sphinx.
+
+STTS:  Exactly what parallels?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Well, the one point that most impressed me was that Cairo actually 
+means MARS.
+
+STTS:  Is there any geometrical relationship between the two he could find?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Actually, as I recall there were.  Off the top of my head I can't 
+remember exactly what they were.  Again, I wasn't as impressed with the 
+mathematical relationships as many others have been.  I guess, it's just to 
+easy to read such relationships into things where no such actual 
+relationships exist.  I really would like to say however, that Dick and Erol 
+may very well be right, I'm just not, at the moment, very impressed with the 
+data.
+
+STTS: Have you spoken to Richard Hoagland?
+
+MS. ORNE:  I spoke with Dick several months ago and I got the impression 
+that at that time he was expending his energy in uncovering Government 
+collusion regarding the failure of the Mars Observer.  Dick feels, and I 
+also believe, that it's a bit suspicious that the MARS Observer failed.  
+Building these machines is something that the US is really good at.  And 
+apparently NASA turned off the radios prior to an important maneuver which 
+is absolutely against all of the previously defined procedures.   The radios 
+provide all kinds of information to ground controlers if something goes wrong 
+even in the event that the satellite blows up the radio data (if you leave 
+them on) provides detailed information about what went wrong.   The whole 
+affair is rather mysterious.
+
+STTS:  Was this what sparked the McDaniel Report?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Actually, the McDaniel report was already in the works at the   
+time of the MARS Observer's failure.  The McDaniel report was spurred by   
+NASA's adamant refusal to spend any effort in re-imaging the Cydonia site.  
+It was only  Dick Hoagland's hard work talking to NASA and congress that   
+swayed NASA's stance on the matter.                                        
+
+STTS:  So NASA had decided to re-image the site?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Yes, but with one major flaw.  NASA signed a contract with a 
+group headed by Malin (the builder of the on board hi-res camera).  Malin 
+had complete authority with regard to what images would be released, and    
+could keep images to himself for up to 6 months before releasing them.     
+There was a lot of fear going around that Malin would doctor the images    
+prior to release.  This is the first time ever that a contractor was given 
+such latitude with NASA imaging.
+
+STTS:  Is NASA in the habit of contracting out image processing? 
+
+MS. ORNE:  No, not until the contract with Malin and the MARS Observer     
+program.  It really appeared, and still does, that this was an             
+attempt by NASA to move the information into private hands so that no one  
+could make any demands regarding the disposition of the imaging.  If NASA  
+kept the imaging in house then we could always force their hand.  NASA is,  
+after all, solely owned by the American people - Malin's group is not.       
+
+STTS:  Has there been any other attempt to control the information coming 
+from space exploration?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Never before.  Recently, and this is another story, the military 
+re-imaged the MOON with the satellite Clementine.  They have been hoarding 
+that information but, the military is really a different story.  Although, I 
+can't imagine what's classified about the Moon.
+
+STTS:  Which leads me into the area of the Moon and what has recently been 
+being talked about on your board.  What is going on?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Well, several months ago Dick Hoagland released some old Apollo 
+and Surveyor (not sure of all of the various missions that were involved) 
+photos taken back in the 60's.  As in turns out there are a lot of very 
+interesting pictures to be found including some depicting spires several 
+miles high and what appear to be great structures in the Mare Crisium       
+region and around Ukert crater.  A Dr. Coronet has examined the photos and 
+feels that these may represent artifacts perhaps 500 million years old or 
+older.  Some of these images were of excellent quality but were listed as 
+blurred in the NASA imaging catalogs.  This brings the whole NASA 
+withholding data argument back up again.  About the time that this was 
+going on the military sent a satellite to the Moon called Clementine.  It 
+was equipped with very high resolution cameras and the mission was 
+essentially classified.  Well, I guess the question that comes to my mind 
+is why would the military want to re-image the moon (with high-res 
+equipment) and why would they want that data classified.  After all the 
+moon is probably one of the most imaged objects in the solar system 
+besides the Earth itself.
+
+STTS:  People have been looking at the moon for centuries with telescopes.  
+We've had countless images made of the moon by probes in the last two or 
+three decades.  How could 'mile high' structures have been missed?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Well, actually at least some of these structures have been 
+reported on and off for quite awhile.  They all fall under the category of  
+LTP's (Lunar Transient Phenomena).  There have been large numbers of         
+reports of such things from ground based telescopes for quite some time.  
+Here again with regard to the satellite based NASA imaging.  How come all 
+the interesting photos were cataloged as blurred but, when ordered you find 
+that in fact the images are quite clear.  Some are again questioning whether 
+NASA had noticed the anomalies a long time ago but, were attempting to make 
+the images appear disinteresting by placing misinformation in the catalogs.  
+In fact many of the images, if you order them from NASA, will come with a   
+note indicating that due to a NEW process the photo's may be blurred.
+
+STTS:  If any of this is true, it would be apparent that something existed 
+that should AT LEAST be looked into.  Why is there no interest in this from 
+'respected' circles?
+
+MS. ORNE:  The McDaniel report actually addresses that issue.  The simple 
+fact is that if, as a scientist, you suggest the idea that there may be 
+artificial structures on the Moon or on Mars you're immediately labeled a 
+nut.  This is done without any review of data.  It's a knee-jerk reaction and 
+one that has only been around for the last 50 years or so.                  
+Before that it was considered OK to speculate about such things without 
+worrying about such behavior from your associates.  It's clearly not science 
+but something that has become a part of the scientific culture - almost a 
+kind of belief system that ignores certain things without regard for data.  
+Some ideas are just not received well these days.
+
+STTS:  Are the people involved with this (Hoagland, Cornet, Torun, and 
+McDaniel) merely amateurs, or do they have scientific training?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Hoagland has an impression background as a science journalist and 
+has worked as an advisor for the major networks during the Apollo era.  
+Cornet is a PH.D. (I believe in geology although I could be wrong). Erol 
+Torun works for the US Mapping agency and has a lot of experience with 
+working with aerial photographs and McDaniel is also a PH.D.  There are 
+also many others both inside and outside of NASA who support Dick Hoagland's
+Mars Mission.
+
+STTS:  What is the purpose of THE MARS INFORMATION EXCHANGE?
+
+MS. ORNE:  The mission of The Mars Information Exchange, and now it's sister 
+board on IOS (International On-line Service) is to provide a place to both 
+collect and disseminate information regarding apparent artifacts on other 
+planetary bodies and where applicable there relationship to the Earth.  I 
+really feel strongly that a central source is needed rather than the 
+previously haphazard way the data was stored in bits and pieces on other    
+boards throughout America.  The implications of the data, if it turns out to 
+be true, could change our most fundamental concepts about our origins and who 
+we are.  The board in it's small why is my contribution to the further 
+pursuit of this information.
+
+STTS:  Does your board go beyond this scope?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Actually, I hadn't intended it to - but yes, it has.  There seems 
+to be, albeit a tenuous, connection between the UFO phenomena and           
+interest in artifacts on neighboring planetary bodies.  I had so many       
+requests for information regarding ufos that I started carrying a section 
+devoted to that as well.  Along the lines of diversity, I also have plans to 
+add CD-ROMs to the system which will contain all of the original Viking 
+imaging.  There really is a need to go back over all those hundreds of images 
+to see if there are other anomalous areas on Mars.  I would also like to 
+obtain some CDs of lunar imaging but, I'm not sure if such an animal is 
+currently available.  Dick Hoagland has indicated (in a conversation we 
+had last week) that he may begin placing information updates on Frontier 
+II, the TMIE sister board on IOS along with the ability to order photos, 
+videos and audio tapes..  I'm keeping my fingers crossed.                          
+
+STTS:  What are IOS and Frontier II? 
+
+MS. ORNE:  Frontier II is the next logical step for the Mars Information 
+Exchange.  To date, everyone (who didn't live in Dallas) had to call long 
+distance to get on the board.  Now, by calling the International On-line 
+Service, or IOS, people can reach the board with a local call.  There is fee 
+for using IOS, but it's less than the long distance charges.  This will be 
+mean a wider availability of information to a lot more people.
+
+STTS:  Is Frontier II a separate BBS located on IOS that is managed 
+by you?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Yes, exactly.  Frontier II is located within the IOS system which 
+is located in Downtown Dallas.  I manage all of the resources etc. remotely.  
+I changed the name from The Mars Information Exchange to Frontier II to 
+better reflect the expanded information (i.e., the Moon etc...)...
+
+STTS:  What sorts of files do you keep on the systems?
+
+MS. ORNE:  I'm going to make every attempt to keep the same files on both 
+systems.  At the moment there are sections pertaining to Mars, The Moon and 
+ufos with various sub grouping inside each of the categories.  There isn't a 
+lot of information simply because there isn't much information to be found, 
+but what is there is the most comprehensive collection of files on Mars or 
+the Moon that I'm aware of on any single system.                            
+
+STTS:  What types of files do you have in these sections?
+
+MS. ORNE:  There are assorted image files of almost all of the anomalous 
+features currently under discussion.  These image files are mostly GIF files 
+but, there are also some JPG's and PCX files.  There are also some viewers 
+available for those who don't already have the software for looking at the 
+images.  In addition to image files there are many text files which 
+contain information, conversations and theories regarding all of the 
+anomalies.  Some programs can also be found, for example there is an        
+excellent program for learning more about the Moon.  There are also 
+demonstration programs of my own software that I write for attorneys who 
+practice bankruptcy.  This is what I do to pay the rent.  The Mars 
+Information is strictly a public service that I feel strongly about.
+
+STTS:  What sorts of message bases do you have?
+
+MS. ORNE:  There are a variety of specialized message areas.  Of course the 
+full range of pertinent FIDO areas are available, these include messages 
+areas about UFOS, Fringe science and the like.  There are also numerous 
+local message areas (these messages stay on this board only) regarding the 
+Cydonia site, the moon, ufos the Paranormal, geology, Martian history.  
+Some of these areas are more active than others.  The board also 
+supports QWK format off-line readers for those who want to just jump on and 
+download mail and later quickly upload replies.
+
+STTS:  What message areas are the most active?
+
+MS. ORNE:  At the moment "What's happening on the Moon" is the most active.  
+This is because the Moon is a current interest of the Mars Mission.  When the
+Mars Observer died, interest in Mars waned because there appeared to be no 
+hope in resolving the issue in the foreseeable future.  The moon is a 
+different story.  If the military releases the Clementine photos then we can 
+know, right now, whether there is anything of interest on the Moon or not.  
+The moon section is by far the most active at the moment followed closely by 
+ufos (always an interesting subject no matter what else is happening.)
+
+STTS:  Is there any scheduled date that these images will be released?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Sadly, none that I am aware of.  The current fear is that by the 
+time we get them the interesting ones will have been air brushed.  I think 
+that the only hope of getting information that everyone can feel comfortable 
+with is to mount a private lunar satellite mission to the Moon.  This is, in 
+fact, one of the things that the Mars Mission is trying to put together.  The 
+estimated cost is 30 million and will have to come solely from donations.
+
+STTS:  What do you think the most interesting Lunar object or site is?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Mare Crisium is by far the most interesting area and contains 
+apparent towers and bridges.  This would be the area that I would want to 
+see high resolution photos of.  There are other areas such as the vicinity 
+of Ukert crater, but Mare Crisium remains the most talked about.  Hoagland 
+had indicated that he believes that Mare Crisium contains the remnants of 
+a huge domed structure.
+
+STTS:  What other file areas are available?
+
+Ms. Orne:  The Mars file section contains lots of images of the Cydonia area 
+and other anomalous areas on Mars.  If all goes well I'll be adding a CD-ROM 
+in the next month or two and will make available the entire planet Mars 
+from NASA Viking images which I can get on CD.  This would allow users, or 
+perhaps a group of users, to reexamine other areas of Mars for additional     
+anomalies.  An amateur survey, if you will.
+
+STTS:  How much data will be available with this?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Somewhere in the neighborhood of 3 gigs of Viking imaging.  At 
+first I'll have to place 1 CD in the CD drive each day and provide a 
+schedule of which days which CDs will be available.  Eventually, I'd like 
+to have all the CDs available all the time.
+
+STTS:  And how many CDs does this collection contain?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Between 6 and 10.  NASA is not finished making them so I don't, 
+at the moment, know the final number.  I'm sure that NASA will also be 
+making other satellite mission imaging available that could be added as well.  
+As far as I know, there isn't any organized data on CD regarding the Moon 
+yet, and I don't know if NASA has any plans in that regard.
+
+STTS:  What other missions would you like to have available?
+
+MS. ORNE:  I'm just guessing but, I would expect that it's NASA's intent to 
+place other missions on CD as well such as Voyager 1 and 2, Magellan and 
+Galileo when it's available (it hasn't reached it's target -Jupiter- Yet) 
+but, will be dropping a probe into the Jovian atmosphere.
+
+STTS:  What else do you know of that will be available on your board?
+
+MS. ORNE:  At the moment Mars is the emphasis.  Someone else can do 
+Venus <G>..  I do have, in the back of my mind however, to start a new 
+section dealing with ancient anomalies here on Earth that may tie into the 
+Mars/Moon imaging and information.  I really don't have any files in that 
+area at the moment though.
+
+STTS:  Aside from message bases and files, what else does your board have 
+to offer?
+
+MS. ORNE:  At the moment that's it, just messages and files.  I do hope to 
+add some type of door programs at some point the nature of which I'm not 
+sure of at the moment (Not games though).
+
+STTS: What types of doors?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Well, a database access door has come to mind although this would 
+probably be something in conjunction with Viking CDs for locating sites of 
+interesting categorized images.
+
+STTS:  Like a search program?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Yes something like that with perhaps some ANSII graphics to 
+provide descriptions for processes etc.  Sort of an encyclopedia of Mars.
+I have been considering RIP graphics as well (this would be optional) but 
+would allow for much more comprehensive imaging on-line.
+
+STTS:  So what other plans do you have?
+
+MS. ORNE:  Beyond my presidential aspirations that's about it <G>.....
+
+STTS:  Okay.<G>  Thank you very much for your time.
+
+
+Suggested Reading Material -
+The Monuments of Mars, by Richard Hoagland, North Atlantic Books, 1987.
+The McDaniel Report, by Dr. McDaniel, North Atlantic Books, 1993.
+
+Electronic Services -
+The Mars Information Exchange - (214) 904-0338
+Frontier II on the International On-line Service - (214) 630-0242 (to locate 
+  the local access #).
+
+Organizations -
+The Mars Mission
+122 Dodd Street
+Weehawken, NJ 07087
+
+ 
+ 
+Survey Results
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Beginning last month, everyone who answered the survey had their
+name thrown into a hat for a random drawing.  Each month we'll give away
+a prize of some great (or not-so-great) worth by drawing a name out of
+the hat.  Everyone who fills out and sends in a survey is eligible!
+
+Sept. 1st was the first such drawing, and Dave Crumb of Chicago,
+Illinois was selected to win Cinemark's claymation VGA/Soundblaster game
+FREE DC!  Congratulations, Dave! 
+
+The Oct. 1st prize will be three FREE month's of access of Cambridge,
+Mass.'s mega BBS Channel 1.  Check out the MONTHLY PRIZE GIVEAWAY
+articles from the main menu for more details. 
+
+
+            #          #          #
+
+
+The results are in from the survey in the Aug. issue of STTS, and
+tabulated below for a median score. 
+
+So far, the response rate has been tremendous.  We've received responses
+from all over the USA and several other countries including Canada,
+South America, and France! 
+
+For those of you who've yet to respond, please do so now.  Your response
+will be greatly appreciated, and help shape the look, feel, and content
+of the magazine in the months to come. 
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
+comments were read and taken into consideration.  
+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
+scored that section with something other than an "X" for no comment.
+
+Magazine sections are ranked in order of scores, from highest to lowest:
+
+
+SCORES
+ÄÄÄÄÄÄ 
+
+Fiction:            9.6    
+Poetry:             9.2
+Book Reviews:       8.0
+Editorial:          8.6
+Feature Articles:   8.6
+Humour:             8.7
+Movie Reviews:      8.6
+Software Reviews:   8.9
+ANSI Coverart:      7.3
+CD Reviews:         7.1
+Question & Answers: 7.1
+
+
+Summary: Fiction and poetry seemed to prove the most popular, as I was
+         sure it would. Nothing really received *bad* scores, though,
+         which is promising. Of the reviews, the software reviews seem 
+         to be ahead, the book and movie reviews seemed to be neck and 
+         neck, and the CD reviews place a somewhat distant fourth.  
+
+         What the above scores really *don't* tell is that the surveys
+         seemed to be divided into camps. There were several people that
+         read STTS mainly for fiction and poetry, and almost as many 
+         people who read it exclusively for the reviews. Both groups
+         scored their interest group high while X'ing a "No Comment" 
+         on the other sections. 
+
+Again, many thanks to those of you who took the time to fill out and
+send in your surveys. If you haven't yet filled out the survey, you 
+still have time to do so. 
+
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+Bulletin Board Systems have many exciting features.  You may check the latest
+Shareware/freeware files, play a diversionary on-line game or explore the
+robust world of electronic mail. Ideally you would like to do all of the above.
+However, without an easy-to-use off-line mail reader you could not possibly
+enjoy many of the opportunities and help that the world of e-mail has to offer.
+With the growing popularity of message conferences, some with hundreds of
+message posts a day, you could not read many of your favorite conferences and
+still have time to look at other features of a BBS.
+ 
+To alleviate this problem many boards are using off-line mail utilities that
+allow a user to read messages off-line and enjoy other aspects of the board
+while freeing up telephone lines quicker.  One of the top mail reader programs
+is Blue Wave.  Blue Wave can be used with any BBS mail utility that uses
+either the QWK or Blue Wave mail packet format.
+ 
+Blue Wave is very easy for the beginner to use, but has a lot of power
+functions for the experienced user and someone who wants to get the most out of
+a program as possible.  A few or its many functions include:
+ 
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+- DOS Shell
+- The ability to run batch files
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+- Delete messages from your mail packet
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+ 
+ 
+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+ 
+TIME Man Of The Year - CD-ROM
+Compact Publishing, Inc.
+PO. Box 40310
+Washington, D.C. 20016
+(800)964-1518
+List Price: $39.95
+ 
+If you need to find information on some of the most influential people during
+the last seven decades, this is a must see program.  The Time Man Of The Year
+CD-ROM has bibliographical information on the TIME Magazine Man Of The Year
+winners dating back to 1927.  There are photographs and video clips of each
+person.
+ 
+Besides having the Man Of The Year winners, this program also has information
+on some of the most prominently featured people ever covered by the pages of
+TIME Magazine, under the section titled Portraits.  The individuals covered in
+the Portrait section are very influential and have had far reaching impacts on
+the world, but never received the distinction of TIME Man Of The Year.  The
+program also has the text of every issue for the past year.  The disk I
+reviewed was for 1992 and prominently features President Clinton, who was the
+1992 TIME Man Of The Year recipient.
+ 
+The program itself is easy to use.  You can view photos, video clips and text
+easily.  There is a search feature that allow you to browse all of the text
+related to a particular subject.  Once you find the information you want to
+use, getting that information into your document is only a cut and paste away.
+ 
+This program requires a CD-ROM player, Windows and 1MB of hard disk space.
+Most of the information is kept on the CD, where is should be.  However, when
+viewing video clips you may have to be patient while the program copies the
+video files to the HD for quicker playing.  Other than patience, there are no
+technological difficulties to contend with.  Everything seems to run very
+nicely right from the start.
+ 
+If you like history, you'll enjoy this program.  It is a very useful tool for
+the student writing many historical papers or doing research.  There is a ton
+of information on some of the most influential personalities in recent history
+and a whole years worth of text from one of the best information sources, TIME
+magazine.
+
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
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+        ³   IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOU:  Andrew Bergman, director.      ³
+        ³   Jane Angerson, screenplay.  Starring Nicolas Cage,      ³
+        ³   Bridget Fonda, Rosie Perez, Wendell Pierce, Isaac       ³
+        ³   Hayes, Seymour Cassel, Stanley Tucci, Richard Jenkins   ³
+        ³   and Red Buttons.  TriStar.  Rated PG.                   ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOU is a deliriously giddy movie, a work
+     that's determined to make you feel better despite yourself.  Such
+     an aggressively feel-good movie hasn't appeared on screen since,
+     well, since last year's SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE.  Though neither
+     romantic comedy share cast, crew, or creative personnel, they
+     still resonate on the same giddy level, layering the proceedings
+     in a fantasy-like quality.  The situations (a perfect love
+     changing your life forever; top prize in a lottery changing your
+     live forever) are storybook simple writ large -- the choice of
+     music, the "staging," even the staggering coincidences that turn
+     up in both films underscore the similarity in style.  The
+     directors do have their distinctive touches, though:  Nora Ephron
+     (SLEEPLESS) keeps a light, breezy touch on her material.
+     SLEEPLESS is airy and expansive, as open as Tom Hanks' heart and
+     Meg Ryan's smile.  Andrew Bergman (IT COULD HAPPEN) exhibits a
+     tarter edge to his humor, nervous and twitchy (Rosie Perez), and
+     by turns glum and morose (Nicolas Cage, Bridget Fonda).  But the
+     romantic icing with which Bergman frosts his story makes this
+     film brighter and more colorful than its nigh-claustrophobic
+     Queens settings would normally allow.  I'd refer to IT COULD
+     HAPPEN TO YOU as the SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE of 1994, but it's a
+     little more intelligent and won't earn as much box office as
+     Ephron's frothy mix.  Plus some other critic already beat me to
+     it.
+
+          The film is a wonderful romantic comedy originally titled
+     COP GIVES WAITRESS $2 MILLION TIP, which says it all.  Cage plays
+     the big-hearted cop with an old-fashioned "goodness" that never
+     lapses into unbelievably wide-eyed innocence or smarmy sentiment.
+     He does what he does (honors his promises; saves a merchant from
+     a holdup) because it's what he does.  He needs to be good,
+     because it's an essential part of his nature, like breathing.
+     Approval, awards, or applause never enter his mind, though they
+     do visit him throughout the story.  That's why he's a cop.
+     Cage's character is a refreshing change from the current crop of
+     "What's in it for me?" protagonists -- and actors, for that
+     matter.  It's a role that would fit Tom Hanks or Richard Dreyfuss
+     just as well as it fits Cage.
+
+          Fonda's waitress, while just as cheery as Cage in the latter
+     half of the film, starts out a bit cranky and cantankerous.  Who
+     can blame her -- she's just declared bankruptcy, having been
+     stuck with a $12,000 credit card bill by her estranged husband.
+     Her protestations that she can't afford a divorce don't wash in
+     this day of $40 quicky specials.  Despite her troubles, though,
+     she still manages to force a smile for smart-alecky customers
+     (Cage and his cop partner) and avoids blowing up at her Scrooge-
+     like boss.
+
+          Cage and Fonda are almost too good to be true, so of course
+     they're going to fall in love.
+
+          When the "lottery cop and waitress" begin sharing their good
+     fortune with others -- buying subway tokesn for strangers,
+     renting a baseball stadium for the neighborhood kids -- the film
+     almost teeters into pur sappiness.  Disasters visited upon the
+     pair (in the form of Rosie Perez as a shrewish wife and Stanley
+     Tucci as Fonda's unemployed actor husband) almost seem forced,
+     contrived to counterbalance the sweetness.  The third act
+     reality-warping coincidence that throws Cage and Fonda together
+     at the Plaza nearly topples the realism created by screenwriter
+     Jane Anderson and director Bergman.  Cage and Fonda are solid
+     enough, however, to carry us through such concerns and even bring
+     us to cheer for them.
+
+          A seemingly-metaphysical Isaac Hayes ("Angel") serves as
+     narrator, but he's thankfully brought to ground by the time we
+     reach the Plaza.  He serves as an understated observer to what is
+     loosely based on a true story.  "The story you're about to see is
+     more or less true," he tells us in the beginning, and you find
+     yourself wishing that more films carried the same disclaimer.  IT
+     COULD HAPPEN TO YOU doesn't need it, though, because it's strong
+     enough, and entertaining enough, to stand on its own merits.
+
+     RATING:  $$$
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿        
+        ³ CORINNA, CORINNA:  Written & directed by Jessie Nelson.   ³
+        ³ Starring Whoopi Goldberg, Ray Liotta, Tina Majorino,      ³
+        ³ Wendy Crewson, Larry Miller, Erica Yohn, Jenifer Lewis,   ³
+        ³ Joan Cusack, and Don Ameche.  New Line Cinema.  Rated PG. ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Whoopi's had an interesting career, alternating broad comedy
+     (BURGLAR, GHOST, SISTER ACT) with heart-touching drama (THE COLOR
+     PURPLE, THE LONG WALK HOME, CLARA'S HEART), equally at home
+     wringing laughter or tears from her audience.  On the heels of
+     1993's disappointing MADE IN AMERICA, we now have CORINNA,
+     CORINNA, a touching look at a young girl, her nanny, and her
+     father.  Set in the 1950s, CORINNA, CORINNA is a film more of its
+     characters than of the time it wants to portray.
+
+          Ray Liotta is a jingle writer with an ad agency that's
+     working on big name accounts like Mr. Potato Head and Jello.
+     His wife dies unexpectedly, and due to his commitments at work,
+     he needs to hire a nanny, and he needs to do it right away.  The
+     parade of nannies is starting to become old hat for this kind of
+     picture (neatly spoofed by the multi-voiced Robin Williams in
+     MRS. DOUBTFIRE), and the present film really adds nothing to the
+     clich‚.  There's the bible-thumper, the neurotic, the storm-
+     trooper, and the demander, all laid out in a row like a blueprint
+     for a Mary Poppins remake.  Whoopi's interview scene is rather
+     standard as well, nervous during the interview (trying to take
+     charge, then backpedaling mightily), capped off by her kind act
+     towards Tina Majorino, Liotta's daughter, that the father happens
+     to catch through a parted curtain.  This kind of scene always
+     strikes me as false; just because a person is kind to a child
+     doesn't mean he or she will make a good babysitter/nanny/
+     caretaker.  But of course Whoopi does, and manages to draw
+     Majorino out of her shell.
+
+          Majorino temporarily refuses to speak after her mother's
+     death, falling into a self-imposed autism that you'd expect the
+     father to have her examined by a specialist -- he makes enough
+     money to pay for treatment.  But all it takes, and here's another
+     one of the movie's fallacies, is Whoopi's love and irreverent
+     attitude to overcome the child's deep psychological scars.  It
+     only happens in the movies, folks, and in this instance serves as
+     the first step to the inevitable: Goldberg and Liotta falling in
+     love.  I don't mean to sound cynical here -- the scenes are
+     tentative and very touching, and there's one shot of Majorino
+     lying on a hillside, her mother's dress beside her and her hand
+     hidden protectively in one of the dress' pockets, that will
+     absolutely pull your heart out of your body.  It may be a
+     manipulative scene with little grounding in reality, but the
+     image *works*, and works exceedingly well.  Would that
+     writer/director Jessie Nelson had crafted the rest of the picture
+     as lovingly as that shot.
+
+          After Majorino begins speaking, the focus shifts to the
+     incipient love story, which grows very naturally from the
+     circumstances.  Both Liotta and Goldberg share an intimate
+     knowledge of music, he due to his chosen profession, she because
+     she loves music and longs to write album liner notes (remember
+     liner notes?) and a column in "High Hat" magazine.  Music becomes
+     the universal language of love, to steal a quote from another
+     source, and as the soundtrack becomes more lush and more lusty
+     (bluesy numbers from Louis Armstrong and Billy Holliday add
+     nicely to the proceedings), the relationship deepens, and
+     relatives on both sides (Liotta's parents, Goldberg's sister)
+     begin to notice, all the time fixing them up with boring,
+     desperate dates.  Wendy Crewson does a nice turn as Liotta's
+     potential girlfriend, thrown at him by his mother.  She's lonely,
+     but Nelson gives the character a comedic spin, so she doesn't
+     seem too pathetic.
+
+          At first, I didn't think a relationship between Liotta and
+     Goldberg would work on screen, but Nelson builds to it so
+     gradually and interestingly (some nice scenes depicted from
+     Majorino's point of view) that it works.  Unfortunately, when
+     Nelson deals with the attendant bigotry of the time, from both
+     sides of the relationship, the movie falls flat and becomes
+     forced.  We expect the prejudice to crop up earlier and more
+     strongly, and when it finally rears its ugly head, it's no more
+     threatening than a Klansman in a paisley sheet.
+
+     RATING:  $$
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿        
+        ³ THE LITTLE RASCALS:  Penelope Spheeris, director.  Paul   ³
+        ³ Guay & Stephen Mazur & Penelope Spheeris, screenplay.     ³
+        ³ Starring Bug Hall, Brittany Ashton Holmes, Travis Ted-    ³
+        ³ ford, Kevin Jamal Woods, Jordan Warkol, Zachary Mabry,    ³
+        ³ Ross Elliot Bagley, Courtland Mead, and Sam Saletta.      ³
+        ³ With cameos by Mel Brooks, Darryl Hannah, Reba McEntire,  ³
+        ³ the Olsen twins, Lea Thompson, Donald Trump, George       ³
+        ³ Wendt, Raven-Simone and Whoopi Goldberg as Buckwheat's    ³
+        ³ Mom.  Universal.  Rated PG.                               ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Lo, I have been to the wasteland, my friends, and I have
+     seen the devil's work.  Harken to me now as I tell you a tale an'
+     will chill your blains and set your knees to knockin'.
+
+          There were matinees abroad in the land in those days, a
+     temptation to adult and child, an idol to the heathen god of
+     entertainment.  And Hollywood created the serial and the short
+     subject, and the audience looked upon them, and they were good.
+     At the very least, they were entertaining.  At the very, very
+     least, they killed time before the feature attraction.  And the
+     short subject begat cartoons, and cartoons begat cliffhangers,
+     and cliffhangers begat action serials, and action serials begat
+     children's serials, and children's serials begat "Our Gang," and
+     "Our Gang" begat Alfalfa, Spanky, Darla, Stymie, Porky, and
+     Buckwheat.  And the children looked upon them, and they were
+     otay!
+
+          And movies begat radio (kinda sorta), and radio begat
+     television (sorta kinda), and television became the devourer of
+     material and the babysitter of children.  "Our Gang" became "The
+     Little Rascals," and lo, the message was brought unto a new
+     generation, and the message was otay!
+
+          And successful television series begat motion picture
+     remakes.  STAR TREK begat STAR TREK:  THE MOTION PICTURE.  And
+     STAR TREK:  THE MOTION PICTURE begat THE ADDAMS FAMILY.  And THE
+     ADDAMS FAMILY begat THE FUGITIVE and THE FUGITIVE begat THE
+     BEVERLY HILLBILLIES and THE BEVERLY HILLBILLIES begat THE FLINT-
+     STONES and THE FLINTSTONES begat THE LITTLE RASCALS.  And the
+     cycle was complete, and the audience looked upon it, and it was
+     not otay.  In fact, it stunk to high heaven.
+
+          THE LITTLE RASCALS has to be the worst-directed movie I've
+     seen this year, and in a summer that includes NORTH and COLOR OF
+     NIGHT, that's saying something.  I've long suspected that
+     director Penelope Spheeris wasn't an actor's director, and this
+     picture proves it.  Mugging kids, misdirected gazes, an
+     inconsistent mix of over-reacting and non-reaction . . . the
+     children are constantly distracted, unable to focus on who
+     they're talking to or what they're supposed to be working on.
+     Spheeris works better with experienced actors (i.e., Mike Myers
+     and Dana Carvey in WAYNE'S WORLD, 1992), but even then she can't
+     rein in the mugging and broad acting styles.  Something seems to
+     happen to Spheeris once she sits in the director's chair; she
+     loses all sense of control and proportion.  In the current
+     project, she indulges her entire "kids is cute" repertoire,
+     employing extreme close ups until Darla's darling pudgy face
+     fills the screen or Alfalfa's endearing cowlick hits the top of
+     the frame.  Had any of these kids the comic timing or double-take
+     ability of the original cast, they'd manage to redeem the use of
+     Spheeris' lingering and intrusive camera.  The camera isn't an
+     observer of the Rascals' adventures -- it's an unwilling and
+     unwitting partner in their nefarious activities.
+
+          Labeling THE LITTLE RASCALS sexist or racist is silly --
+     little boys and little girls frequently don't like each other,
+     and this time both Stymie and Buckwheat are more positive role
+     models than the originals.  No, THE LITTLE RASCALS' primary
+     problem isn't PC-related.  It's the other aspects of the movie
+     serials that Spheeris slavishly sticks to that sinks the story-
+     line and the picture's entertainment value.  She repeatedly uses
+     rapid motion to convey comedy, whether it's Keystone Kops-like
+     chases or group scenes like building a new race car.  This visual
+     gag is old hat and doesn't pull laughs from today's audiences (at
+     least not from the audience in the screening I attended).  The
+     He-Man Womun Haters Club, Alfalfa's romance with Darla (actually
+     one of the sweeter aspects of this movie), Alfalfa's singing and
+     his incident with soap bubbles are all things we've seen before,
+     and don't bear repeating.  And the costuming, gadzooks!  THE
+     LITTLE RASCALS is set in today's Los Angeles, but the kids dress
+     as though they stepped right out of the '40s.  They own no modern
+     toys (aside from the race car, and even it seems dated), they
+     don't reference today's pop culture (comics, movies, TV), and
+     they don't interact with modern technology in any way.  It's as
+     though the children live in their own world, a time warp bubble
+     set in the California hills.  What at first seems cute becomes
+     weirder and more divorced from reality as the movie progresses.
+
+          Spheeris also displays a shocking lack of continuity.  She
+     had her hands full concentrating on the childrens' performances,
+     as the end-of-movie outtakes show (and even then she botched her
+     job), but surely she had a responsible continuity person who made
+     sure that scenes matched from take to take.  These gaffes are
+     incredibly easy to spot and don't take a special eye at all.  It
+     becomes something of a game with some movies to see how many
+     mistakes you can spot.  With THE LITTLE RASCALS, you'll find so
+     many bloopers (moving scenery before kids arrive to move it,
+     reappearing items after the prop has been removed from a scene,
+     the race car being rebuilt in a cockeyed order, and a spilled
+     pickle jar that apparently had no effect on Porky and Buckwheat)
+     that it's no fun looking for them after the first twenty minutes.
+
+          THE LITTLE RASCALS is a poor excuse for a movie, and should
+     have been shelved or released straight to video to save the
+     embarrassment of the big screen.  How Spheeris managed to snag so
+     many recognizable stars for cameos escapes me, especially
+     considering her movie track record, her most recent stinker being
+     THE BEVERLY HILLBILLIES (1993).
+
+     RATING:  0
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿        
+        ³   AIRHEADS:  Richard Lehmann, director.  Rich Wilkes,     ³
+        ³   screenplay.  Starring Brendan Fraser, Steve Buscemi,    ³
+        ³   Adam Sandler, Chris Farley, Michael McKean, Judd Nel-   ³
+        ³   son, Michael Richards, Nina Siemaszko, Ernie Hudson,    ³
+        ³   Amy Locane, and Joe Mantegna.  Twentieth Century Fox.   ³
+        ³   Rated PG-13.                                            ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          They're crazy, they're wacky, they're rock-n-rollers with
+     Uzis.  Sure, the Uzis are really water guns filled with pepper
+     spray, but the members of an unknown band, The Lone Rangers (how
+     can there be more than one if you're "lone"?), do pull a wild-n-
+     crazy stunt with them.  They hold up a radio station just to get
+     their demo played on the air.  Every record company in town and
+     several nightclubs have slammed the doors on this band, so
+     hijacking the airwaves seems to make sense.  Only to the band, of
+     course.
+
+          Imagine Bill & Ted partnered with Pauly Shore.  Imagine the
+     band from PCU (released earlier this year) actually getting air-
+     play.  Imagine Weird Al Yankovic's music video parody of Nirvana
+     being expanded to two hours.  Slice all of that sideways and
+     serve it up as baloney, because that's what AIRHEADS, directed by
+     Michael Lehmann, is made of:  a silly, non-vital view of today's
+     music scene.  Brendan Fraser, Steve Buscemi and Adam Sandler star
+     as the Gen X grunge-punk-post-wave rockers, and though the movie
+     features fine work from such solid supporting cast members as Joe
+     Mantegna, Ernie Hudson, Michael McKean, and Amy Locane, among
+     others, the script wimps out by failing to really name names or
+     expose specific industry practices.  To be a vital commentary on
+     the contemporary scene, AIRHEADS' basic message should be more
+     than, "It's really hard to break into the business."  Well, duh.
+     Let me write that down.
+
+          AIRHEADS for the most part is fun, watching three brain-dead
+     dudes turn a simple bluff into a full-blown hostage situation
+     with an army of cops, hordes of groupies, a SWAT team and real
+     guns.  The situation goes from bad to worse, and it's obvious,
+     painfully obvious, that these idiots hadn't thought things
+     through.  Heck, to expect them to think in the first place is
+     asking too much.  Director Michael Lehmann (HEATHERS, 1988) and
+     screenwriter Rich Wilkes actually are asking us to identify with
+     them, mistakenly portraying them as poor, downtrodden minimum-
+     wage bums who just want a break.  Well, I'm sorry, but equating
+     three goofs to heroes and giving them a happy ending kinda takes
+     the edge off this movie.  It's part of the whole "getting what
+     you deserve" philosophy that Lehmann danced with in HEATHERS but
+     only flirts with here.  He wants to have it both ways, to
+     criticize the industry and yet resolve AIRHEADS' dramatic dilemma
+     with a Cinderella success story.  Face facts:  these guys aren't
+     smart enough to handle the fame they want, which is shown every-
+     time they open their mouths, by their actions at the radio
+     station, and by their reactions when a real gun falls into their
+     hands.  One moment Chazz (Fraser) is standing by his ideals --
+     winning a record contract by the merit of their talents, not
+     through the freak show cult of celebrity that's sprung up about
+     them -- and the next moment he compromises just so his music can
+     be heard.  The end becomes important, to hell with the moral
+     implications of the means.
+
+          Most of this film is lip service to rock and roll ideals, to
+     personal integrity, and to defying authority.  In the end,
+     AIRHEADS plays it just as safe as any Michael Bolton record.  I'm
+     very disappointed that the first important movie to address '90s
+     music doesn't have the *huevos* to follow up on its promise.  The
+     music, and the supporting performances (especially the standout
+     Mantegna as an aging rock-n-roll DJ, the only real bite to the
+     movie) aren't enough of a backbone to prop the rest of the film
+     on.
+
+     RATING:  $$
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review        
+Copyright (c) 1994, Andee SoRelle
+All rights reserved
+
+
+FUMBLING TOWARDS ECSTASY
+Sarah McLachlan
+Arista Records
+
+I hear the CD dropped and sense the laser hitting its surface. In
+seconds, I hear the strains of dark, compelling music. This first of a
+dozen songs is the single "Possession." It begins this journey with Ms.
+McLachlan through her world of relationships. She sings "I won't be
+denied" and I believe her as I sing along and know that this melody will
+haunt my dreams.
+
+The songs of this CD are all about relationships. Dark, deadly,
+dysfunctional, confusing, desirous, miserable, foolish, losing, silly,
+whimsical, and fearful tales of love that are relinquished, reviled and
+revisited again and again. Sarah's soaring vocals push and pull us
+through the dark forest of her melodies and her stories of love.
+
+The song "Wait" plays and I feel ready for fall, wrapped in a warm
+blanket watching leaves skitter by out the window. McLachlan's words
+bring a chill and a desire to search for warmth. She respects love til
+her "dying day" and you believe her.
+
+In "Elsewhere," she sings "this is heaven to no one else but me," and
+you want to know why she is so willing to wait, linger and cling to
+something or someone who will only take what he can get. In some songs,
+the relationship is let go, but missed. In others, the lover has "so
+much to lose."
+
+In the title track, Sarah sings "I won't fear love." Perhaps that is the
+driving force behind this CD; that McLachlan doesn't fear love but wants
+to examine, inspect and divine the power behind it. Even in silly songs
+like "Ice Cream," I heard a singer/songwriter exploring another aspect
+of this thing called love.
+
+For all fans of well-crafted, thoughtful, beautiful music I recommend
+this CD. I know I can listen to it repeatedly. However, if you prefer
+loud, jarring tunes with obnoxious lyrics this isn't the album for you.
+Ms. McLachlan has delivered intelligent music as she fumbled towards
+ecstasy.
+
+My score, on a scale of one to ten: 9  
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Blackest Sabbath -- Black Sabbath 1970-1987 by Black Sabbath
+Phonogram Records  CD 838818-2
+ Copyright 1989 Koln, Germany
+
+Track Listing
+  1.  Black Sabbath -- From the album "Black Sabbath" (1970)
+  2.  Paranoid -- From the album "Paranoid" (1970)
+  3.  Iron Man -- From the album "Paranoid" (1970)
+  4.  Snowblind -- From the album "Black Sabbath Volume 4" (1972)
+  5.  Sabbath Bloody Sabbath -- From the album "Sabbath Bloody Sabbath" (1973)
+  6.  Hole In The Sky -- From the album "Sabotage" (1975)
+  7.  Rock & Roll Doctor -- From the album "Technical Ecstacy" (1976)
+  8.  Never Say Die -- From the album "Never Say Die" (1977)
+  9.  Lady Evil -- From the album "Heaven And Hell" (1980)
+10.  Turn Up The Night -- From the album "Mob Rules" (1981)
+11.  The Sign of the Southern Cross/Heaven And Hell [Live] -- From the album
+      "Live Evil" (1983)
+12.  Children of the Sea [Live] -- From the album "Live Evil" (1983)
+13.  Digital Bitch -- From the album "Born Again" (1983)
+14.  Seventh Star -- From the album "Black Sabbath Featuring Tony Iommi"
+      (1986)
+15.  Born To Lose -- From the album "The Eternal Idol" (1987)
+
+In today's culture, things change at light-speed with a certain regularity.  
+After all, what may have been "in" this morning, might not be "in" by the end 
+of lunch.  And so it goes with rock and roll.  Bands come and go with the 
+changing popular attitudes.  Very few hang on to the very end of the last 
+member's career.  Black Sabbath, however, is one of those bands.  With a 
+career that now spans over three decades, they have proven themselves to be 
+the most influential of all the "doom and gloom" bands.  With only two former 
+members selling their own solo projects (Ozzy Osbourne and Ronnie James Dio), 
+Black Sabbath has never been a launching-pad for the careers of others.  
+Instead, guitarist Tony Iommi has carved a niche for the band in the annals of
+ Heavy Metal.
+
+This particular Compact Disc might be a little hard to find in the United 
+States, as it is a "Greatest Hits" compilation made and sold in Germany.  I 
+was lucky enough to get a copy of it while I was stationed overseas at Sembach
+ Air Base.  Included with the tracks is a sleeve that chronicles the band's 
+history and the various lineups that the band has had.  I highly recommend 
+this album for anyone who is a Black Sabbath fan and would love to have the 
+complete history of Black Sabbath (at least the history up until early 1989.
+
+The material is culled from every point in the band's career with the 
+exception of one album -- "Master Of Reality," released in 1971.  It would 
+have been nice if a track from that album had been added.  Regardless, this 
+album has all of Sabbath's best hits and makes for a very good introduction 
+for the new fan that hasn't heard all of Sabbath's material.  With such 
+Sabbath standards as Iron Man, and Paranoid, the album covers the usual ground
+ one would expect.  Unexpected pieces of material for this compilation are the 
+two "live" tracks from the album "Live Evil," which was a tremendous flop for 
+the band in sales.
+
+Outstanding Track -- Born To Lose
+Lackluster Track -- Rock & Roll Doctor
+Overall Grade -- B+
+
+
+     Black Sabbath Lineup
+
+Lead Vocalists  -- Ozzy Osbourne, Ronnie James Dio, Ian Gillan, Glenn Hughes,
+                    Tony Martin
+Guitarist       -- Tony Iommi
+Bass Guitarists -- Geezer Butler, Dave Spitz
+Drummers        -- Bill Ward, Vinnie Appice, Bev Bevan, Eric Singer
+Keyboardist     -- Geoff Nichols
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Parallel Dreams by Loreena McKennitt
+Quinlan Road Limited  QRCD 103
+ Copyright 1989 Stratford, Ontario Canada
+
+Track Listing
+  1.  Samain Night
+  2.  Moon Cradle
+  3.  Huron 'Beltane' Fire Dance
+  4.  Annachie Gordon
+  5.  Standing Stones
+  6.  Dickens' Dublin (The Palace)
+  7.  Breaking The Silence
+  8.  Ancient Pines
+
+    "Beyond the transportation into fantasy, dreams have served as a vehicle 
+through which we have integrated our conscious and subconcious, the real and 
+the surreal, the powerful and the intangible.
+    The dreams found in this recording span a wide range from the contemporary
+ to the historical as in the Romeo and Juliet story of Jeannie and her lover in
+ "Annachie Gordon"; the singular as in the little Dublin street girl who dreams
+ of having a home; to the plural in those who who dream of freedom as reflected
+ in "Breaking The Silence"; or the earth's yearning for release from the 
+oppression of the human hand in "Ancient Pines."  In the "Huron 'Beltane' Fire
+ Dance" I have tried to recall the reverence for dreams of the North American 
+first peoples and the early Celts.  If there is a recurrent thread which runs 
+through these dreams it is one of yearning toward love, liberty and 
+integration.  Of all the variations of dreams we may have, these surely are 
+our parallel dreams.  --L.M." (1)
+
+I first heard of Loreena McKennitt when I visited Dallas during the Christmas 
+of 1993.  I had just come back from Germany with my wife (now my ex-wife) and 
+my son Corey for his first Christmas.  Wanting to renew some of the 
+friendships that I had lost touch with over the past two years, I had asked 
+Tamara (STTS House-Poet) to arrange some "get-togethers" with our mutual 
+friends.  One of these "meetings" was with our illustrious editor, Joe 
+DeRouen, and his wife Heather.  During that night, Joe continually pumped CDs 
+into his stereo system as we all caught up on the gossip.  One CD featured a 
+glorious feminine voice floating over some of the most exquisite music I had 
+ever heard.  I asked who the artist was and was told it was Miss McKennitt.  
+From that moment on, I was hooked.
+
+This is one of the prized CDs in my collection.  Not a single track keeps my 
+heart from being stirred, awakening deep within my soul the dreams that I have
+ pushed further and further away.  If there were a soundtrack to my soul...this
+ is it.  If you love Celtic-style music...you cannot afford to not have this 
+artist in your collection.  If you enjoy music along the vein of Andreas 
+Vollenweider and Yanni, you will more than likely fall in love with this 
+artist as well.  Being that she is still not very well known as an artist (her
+ latest album was released on Warner Brothers with zero publicity), it will be 
+through mediums such as this that she will gain her fame.
+
+In my opinion, she is one of the best artists of her genre.  Give her CD a 
+spin in your deck and see if you don't agree.
+
+(1) Taken from the liner notes to the Compact Disc
+
+Outstanding Track -- Standing Stones
+Lackluster Track -- You have got to be kidding!!!
+Grade -- A+
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Chrome Circle by Mercedes Lackey and Larry Dixon
+Baen Books, August 1994
+Cover Art by Barclay Shaw
+End Piece by Larry Dixon
+ISBN 0-671-87615-5
+
+For the past few years, Mercedes Lackey has enjoyed a loyal following of 
+readers that has steadily grown.  The immense popularity of her various book 
+series (The Heralds of Valdemar, The Last Herald-Mage, The Mage Winds, Diana 
+Tregarde Investigations) have recieved critical acclaim from many corners of 
+the SF/F (Science Fiction/Fantasy) realm.  Her characters have been right on 
+the money, while her storylines sensitive, funny and somewhat believable.  
+Once again, she is totally on target with "Chrome Circle," her latest offering
+ in the SERRAted Edge series.
+
+These books are based around a group of Elves and humans in Georgia and some 
+of the mis/adventures that they have along the way.  The Elves are interested 
+in stock car racing and build their own vehicles using magick and a bit of 
+technological wizardry (that's where the humans come in).  The stock car 
+racing makes for a nice distraction from tense situations in the storylines, 
+but it still seems odd to me that Elves would be interested in human gadgetry.
+After all, this Elf is particularly interested in fun, music and women -- but 
+that is beside the point (sigh).
+
+The story follows one of the human mages named Tannim on his trip to visit his
+ folks in Tulsa, Oklahoma (Yessir!  People actually DO LIVE in Oklahoma!!).  He
+ gets visited by the lady of his dreams (literally), and she challenges him to 
+a duel.  From here, the plot twists and turns like a roller-coaster, with some
+ quite preditable endings and some really shocking ones.  While Miss Lackey 
+included several very funny scenes there is one thing missing that is usually 
+prevelant in her novels:  Emotion.  The story never really tugs at your 
+heart-strings like her "Last Herald Mage" or "Mage Winds" series do.  She 
+never really gets you to "fall in love" with Tannim or Shar
+(Tannim's love interest).
+
+Art-wise, Barclay Shaw's cover-work is quite misleading.  Shar is never 
+described in the manner that she is depicted on the cover.  The dragon 
+Charcoal looks more like a maniacal horse with wings.  Larry Dixon's end-piece
+ is obviously his attempt to put the drawing in a better light.  His end-piece 
+is not as well-done as Shaw's -- and once again Charcoal looks like a horse 
+with an Ozzy Osbourne attitude!  Big failure on both these artists' part.
+
+All in all, "Chrome Circle" is much more enjoyable than most novels that I 
+have read.  Being a big Mercedes Lackey fan, I enjoyed reading yet another 
+story in the SERRAted Edge series.  I am dissappointed at the missing 
+emotional elements from the book, but I do recommend it to anyone looking for 
+a "fun" read.
+
+Overall Grade:    B-
+Cover Art Grade:  D
+End-Piece Grade:  F
+
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+The Powers That Be
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+The Powers That Be
+by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+
+I had a dream.
+I wrote it down.
+And here it is.
+
+        Two glowing eyes stared at Arthur from the interstate.  His heart 
+thumped.  The eyes raced by, showing a dark figure surrounded by a darker 
+pool.  A cat.  A dead cat.
+        The pain in Arthur's gut wavered, swaying back and forth from a 
+dull, numb sensation to a jabbing, poking explosion waiting to happen.  
+Should he pull over here?  No.  Too close to the cat.  He would find an 
+exit.
+        The darkened highway stretched out before him.  The feeble 
+headlights showed little of what was up ahead except glowing white markers 
+zipping under him.  The rear view mirror showed him the opposite view, 
+smothered in a red haze.
+        Then orange, luminous markers to the side of the road showed him the 
+exit.  He took it.
+        The conference in Little Rock had gone well.  For some, at least.  
+How was Arthur to know that Mike Moorehead would be there?  Eleven years 
+after graduation and Moorehead still remembered Arthur by the nickname 
+"Table".  And Moorehead made sure that everyone at the conference called him 
+that.
+        Perhaps the name Arthur Roundtree lent itself to ridicule, but no 
+more than "Moorehead."  Did Arthur even once call his high school 
+acquaintance by his old nickname?  No.  It would have been rude.  They were 
+professionals now.
+        Arthur peered through the windshield.  He had hoped the road would 
+lead him to a service station or a rest stop or something.  Some sign of 
+civilization at least.  But no.  Nothing.  Just a dirt road and pine trees.  
+A murky fog was rolling in from somewhere, probably the foothills nearby.  
+Arthur sighed.  He would just have to relieve himself out in the open.
+        Light poured from above as he pulled the handle on the door.  Arthur 
+noticed all of the rubbish in the passenger side of the floorboard.  Bits of 
+paper and countless little hypodermic needles with orange plungers.  He 
+shook his head and smiled.  He would have to get onto Mary about that.  
+Arthur needed his cigarettes as much as she needed her insulin, but he 
+didn't make unholy messes all over the place.
+        A glance at the over-stuffed ashtray caused him to smile and eat his 
+words.  He then noticed that musty ash smell that permeated the car.  Arthur 
+loosened his belt and stepped outside.
+        A tingling void filled his gut as he slid back into his seat.  The 
+night air was uncomfortably cold, but the relief he felt more than made up 
+for it.  He started the car and drove on.
+        "Damn Moorehead," he said to himself.  The more he thought of the 
+ferret-like little man, the angrier he got.  It was like Moorehead was 
+playing some game with him - a game Arthur had never seen the rules to.  And 
+who would have guessed Moorehead would have gone into the newspaper 
+industry?  He had always been interested in stupid things, like football.
+        Most of the people at the convention talked about sports.  
+Especially the baseball strike that was paralyzing the major leagues at the 
+moment.  But Arthur didn't know much about it, nor did he care.  It did keep 
+him out of quite a few conversations, though.
+        Arthur mushed the cigarette dangling from his lips into the glowing 
+lighter.  As he pulled it away, glowing flecks of tobacco stuck to the red 
+hot swirls of metal. He took a puff and looked out into the gravely road lit 
+poorly by his headlights.  He should have gotten back to the interstate by 
+now.  Had he taken the wrong turn?
+        The road abruptly ended in a barbed wire fence that initiated a 
+sharp downhill slope.  He peered beyond it and thought he saw the sparkle of 
+water.
+        "Great,"  he yanked the gear shift into reverse.  The headlights 
+died and the engine went silent.  He sat motionlessly in the dark for a few 
+seconds, then tried the ignition.  Nothing.  No grinding.  Not even a failed 
+turnover.  He tried again.  Still nothing.
+        "Crap," he slammed the steering wheel and reached over to the glove 
+compartment.  It snapped open and he felt around.  Just as he thought.  No 
+flashlight.
+        He grudgingly stepped out of the car into the cold night air.  At 
+least this time he wouldn't have to expose his privates to it.  Darkness 
+enveloped him.  He could not see his hands, much less the ground.  But there 
+was some light.  The grey fog seemed to glow with a brilliance all its own.  
+The moon, he surmised, but did not remember seeing it on the highway.
+        Arthur had seen nothing the way he had come in.  The fence had to 
+have been built by someone.  Most likely there was a house somewhere nearby.
+        He grinned to himself, picturing the house's residents as clones of 
+the little in-bred banjo player in Deliverance.  He stopped grinning, 
+remembering the scene with Ned Beatty and the squealing.  Why had Mary drug 
+him all the way up to the foothills of the Ozarks to live?  It was 
+definitely not his element.  He preferred big cities, like New York or Los 
+Angeles.  Places where you could get whatever you needed, any time you 
+needed it.  Mary agreed with him, saying that you could get shot anytime you 
+needed to as well.
+        "Our kids will be safer back home," she had told him.  "They will be 
+closer to Aunt Jacene and Uncle Roy.  They  will have kids to play with, and 
+we won't have to worry about drugs or anything."  That was before her 
+episodes that had made her barren.
+        That argument had never affected his decision anyway.  Arthur always 
+had felt that kids should be exposed to the real world so they know how to 
+deal with it.  The real reason was perhaps a bit more selfish.
+        "And daddy will give you any job you want at the paper," she had 
+smiled at him with that mischievous, 'I win the argument' glint in her eye.  
+"He will even make you editor, if that's what you want."
+        That had settled it.  Of course, he had never planned to spend the 
+rest of his life in Arkansas.  He saw the job as merely temporary.  A place 
+to get experience at, then move on to bigger and better things.  But Mary's 
+heart attacks had derailed everything.
+        He didn't blame her.  He didn't blame anyone.  At least until now, 
+stuck out in the middle of nowhere with a broken car and the cold air 
+seeping into his flimsy windbreaker.  The obvious culprit was Moorehead.
+        Arthur popped the hood on the Chevy.  He had left the Mercedes with 
+Mary in case she needed reliable transport.  And it had the car phone in it, 
+just in case she needed it.  He preferred the Nova anyway.  It was were he 
+had lost his virginity to Mary.  She had lost hers somewhere else.  Mary 
+would sometimes jokingly say that she had lost it on a trampoline.
+        He dug the lighter from out of the pocket of the windbreaker as he 
+lifted the hood.  There was a sharp smell of gasoline.  The lighter played 
+nervously in his hands.  He better not.  The last thing he needed was an 
+exploding car to warm the night air.
+        The hood slammed down and he peered out at the fog.  It glowed all 
+around, interrupted by the straight, dark trunks of the pine trees.  No 
+signs of any habitation.  Arthur was sure that the fence meant something.  
+Someone had to live nearby.  If he could follow it to a gate or something.
+        Arthur reached out towards the fence, then remembered it was 
+barbed.  He then knelt and felt the ground.  There.  Something rough.  A 
+stick.  He gripped it.  Not too long.  He smiled and yawned at the same 
+time, almost pulling a facial muscle he did not know he had.
+        He tapped the stick against the gate.  A clanky - twang sound came 
+from it.  Good.  This would help guide him in the dark.  Arthur took a step, 
+then hit the fence.  He took another, and hit the fence again.  It was 
+working.
+        A yawn broke forth from his again.  It was late.  He was tired.  The 
+conference would not officially end until the morning, but Arthur had felt a 
+strange urge to come home.  Speaking with Mary on the phone to make sure she 
+was all right had not quenched his urge.  Moorehead was probably the real 
+reason, but he didn't want to think about it.
+        He stumbled on a root, then decided he should walk with another 
+stick tapping the ground.  No.  One hand had to be kept in his pocket or he 
+would feel he was freezing to death.  The one stick could do both.  A 
+clang - twang against the fence, a thump against the ground.
+        The glowing mist seemed to be closing in on all sides.  Slowly, 
+oozing about.  It had no real form, but Arthur imagined it as a giant bed 
+sheet wrapped around him.  Or perhaps thousand of Ku Klux Klan members 
+marching towards him.  That thought sent the small bit of Jewish blood in 
+him racing through his veins, trying to go deeper and deeper in his body.  
+Trying to run away.  He smiled as he shut his eyes and imagined himself 
+machine-gunning people with pillows on their heads.  Their leader was a man 
+named Moorehead, and he got more bullets that the rest.
+        Several minutes seeped by and Arthur realized something was missing.  
+He looked around.  The mist was still there.  The dark trees were still 
+there.  But something was missing.  Something important.  He shrugged and 
+continued on, thumping away at the ground.
+        That was it!  His heart pounded louder than the thumping.  The 
+clang - twang was gone.  He reached out with the stick.  Nothing.
+        He stood motionless, trying to fight the urge to run.  The random 
+roots would surely trip him, sending him headlong into a tree trunk.  But he 
+couldn't hold back.  He ran.
+        The stick waved quickly in front of him.  Nothing.  No noise.  The 
+fence was gone!  He kept running.  Perhaps he was going the wrong way!  He 
+turned and ran in another direction.  Then in another.  By the time the 
+stitch in his side came, he had no idea where he was.
+        But he saw something!  A light.  No.  Not a light.  It was a 
+building.  Glowing.  It looked like it was lit by the fog.  Or maybe the fog 
+was lit by the building.  He walked quickly towards it, ignoring the sharp 
+pin in his abdomen.
+        The building grew clearer as he approached it.  His first impression 
+was that it looked like the Alamo in San Antonio.  Only build of grey rock.  
+But that wasn't the right shape.  It seemed more like a Gothic cathedral 
+without spires.  But that wasn't right either.  Perhaps some other type of 
+structure.  A castle?  No.  I was a movie theater!  A grey stoned Gothic 
+movie theater?  Was there such a thing?
+        He crept toward it slowly, the stick clenched in his hand.  A golden 
+glow was emanating from inside, shining out through glass doors.  Arthur 
+took his stick and tapped the stone steps leading up to it.  They were real.
+        Inside he could see a glass counter, filled with candy and popcorn.  
+But he could not see anyone inside.  There was no ticket booth.  Arthur went 
+up the steps and tapped the door.  It swung open.
+        What was this?  Arthur's mind tried to pierce through the cold that 
+had seeped into his mind and find some explanation.  He yawned.  There was 
+no explanation there.  With a deep breath of the cold night air, he stepped 
+inside.
+        The warm glow of the overhead lights seemed to heat his skin.  It 
+felt good.  The smell of fresh popped popcorn tickled his nose.  The popcorn 
+machine was full to the brim of the fluffy stuff.
+        "Hello?" he said.  Nothing.
+        "Hello!" he said louder.  Still nothing.  The carpet was clean.  No 
+little bits of wrapper.  No brown spots of spilled cola.  No popcorn 
+shrapnel.
+        "Hello?" he said again.  Double doors beyond the counter had a sign 
+above them: "NORWAY."
+        "I don't remember that movie," he muttered to himself.  Still no one 
+had showed up.  He walked silently to the doors.  One was cracked open.  A 
+big blue screen stared back at him from beyond the seats of the movie 
+theater.  He looked back at the counter.  No one.
+        Should he go in?  He had not even paid.  Would they be angry if they 
+found him in the theater without paying?  He turned and looked through the 
+glass doors to the darkness outside.  It certainly was much more comfortable 
+in here.  Nice and warm.  And it smelled good too.  Should he get some 
+popcorn?  No.  That would be stealing.  But sitting in an empty movie 
+theater?  That would be okay.  He opened the doors.
+        The seats were all clean and nice.  No tears.  No rips.  And that 
+sickly smell of spilt cola was not present, even standing right next to the 
+trash can.  He walked down the slopped isle.  He got to the middle and 
+turned right.  Then he counted off six seats, then sat down.  His place.  
+His place in any movie house.
+        The seat was soft and comfortable.  It was good to get the weight 
+off of his feet.  It would be nicer to put his feet up on back of the seat 
+in front of him.  But no, that would scuff it up.  And maybe someone would 
+come and tell him to put his feet down.
+        Arthur closed his eyes and put his stick across the armrests.  There 
+was no one to complain about that here now.  He smiled and leaned back.
+        It got dark.  Much darker than if he had just closed his eyes.  He 
+opened them again.  The lights were off and the screen was no longer 
+blue - but the glowing kind of black that movie screen get when film is 
+rolling.  He looked up.  Light was coming from the projection booth.  
+Somebody must was in there.
+        "Hello?" Arthur said toward the booth.  Nothing.  He did it again.  
+Still nothing.  Perhaps it was automatic.  Arthur shrugged his shoulders and 
+looked back at the screen.
+        "NORWAY," is said in big capital letters.  The image was jumpy and 
+there were audible clicks like in an audio-visual film at school.
+        A majestic scene appeared.  The walls of a  glacier-plowed fjord 
+towed over head.  The view rose slowly up over the cliffs, showing a 
+tree-studded plain filled with snow and purple mountains looming in the 
+distance.
+        "The beauties of Norway are at an arm's length with a simple visit 
+to your local travel agent," said a thickly accented voice.  Arthur blinked 
+twice at the screen in amazement.  What the hell was this?
+        The announcer continued, and an more panoramic views of the country 
+were shown.  Huge, snow covered trees.  Simple villages made up to look like 
+ancient Viking holdings. And the amazing shopping opportunities located at 
+easy to access locales in urban areas.  Arthur shook his head, wondering 
+what was going on.
+        Then he saw it.  Some one was standing behind a bush.  Not a real 
+bush, but a bush on the screen.  The person was crouched behind it as if he 
+were hiding.
+        Before Arthur could get a good look, the scene changed.  Pretend 
+Vikings were on a pretend longboat, rowing away like mad.  All except one.  
+One was not in Viking garb.  He was hiding behind the other Vikings.  But he 
+was there, all right.  Arthur could see him.  What was he up to?
+        The screen changed again.  Young blonde couples were skating on a 
+frozen lake.  The announcer described what joy they were having.  But one 
+was having no joy.  One of the people on the lake was just standing there.  
+He did not even have skates.  He was looking.  Staring.  Staring at Arthur!
+        The scene changed.  Arthur's heart was pounding and both hands 
+gripped the stick.  He quickly scanned the scene.  Was the person there?  It 
+was a zoo.  Bears.  There were lots of bears.  And people were looking at 
+the bears.  All except one.  One was staring at Arthur.
+        He had the countenance of a ferret - little black eyes and a long 
+nose.  It almost twitched.  His back was bent and his shoulders stuck out.  
+It made him almost look like a vulture.  Some strange genetic mutation of a 
+ferret and a vulture.  No humanity anywhere in the equation.
+        "Moorehead!" Arthur gasped and held the stick tighter.  What was 
+going on here?
+        Giggles erupted.  Not the maniacal giggles he had expected.  Girlish 
+giggles.  The scene changed.  More girl giggles.  He looked down at the 
+front row.
+        Three silhouettes were outlined against the screen.  Arms were 
+undulating from them, and hands that were making dogie shaped shadows.  
+Suddenly one threw a handful of something at another.  It sailed lightly 
+through the air and showered down.  It was popcorn.  The other returned the 
+blast, and more giggles ensued.
+        Arthur breathed deeply.  People.  Perhaps they could explain what 
+was going on.  Just as he got up from his seat, on of the silhouettes stood 
+up.  It was the one that had stayed out of the popcorn fight.  Arthur walked 
+to the aisle and she met him there.
+        Her skin was pale and her eyes were dark.  She was far shorter than 
+he was, but somehow she looked at him eye to eye.
+        "Can you tell me where we are?" he asked, still gripping the stick.
+        She pointed a finger at herself.  "I am here," she said, then 
+pointed at him.  "And you are there.  Duh!"
+        Arthur breathed deeply.  This was not going to be easy.  "What is 
+your name?"
+        "Annakie, if it's all the same,"  she giggled.
+        "Where is this place?"
+        She sighed, "Norway.  It's awful dull, isn't it?"
+        "Why was that man up on the screen?" he demanded.  She took a glance 
+back.
+        "I didn't see any man," she said.
+        "But there was a man on the screen.  A man that shouldn't have been 
+there!"
+        She shrugged.  "You see what you want to see, don't you?"
+        He stared at Annakie.
+        "Come on.  Let's go.  I'm suppose to tell you something."
+        "What?"
+        "Not here," she shook here head.  "Outside.  Outside."
+        What was the girl on about?  "Okay," Arthur said, and turned around 
+toward the double doors.
+        "No no," she tugged at his hand.  "Out the back way.  The exit.  Not 
+the entrance.  Down at the bottom of the theater.  See?"
+        Arthur looked to where Annakie was pointing.  A red neon sign over a 
+door.  He nodded and they went down the aisle.  The past the two other girls 
+on the way out.
+        "Who are they?" Arthur asked.
+        "They're my friends, but they don't know it yet," she smiled and 
+pushed the door open.
+        They came out into a courtyard.  Four building faced them on all 
+sides.  Large, gray, stone buildings.  Gothic-like arches.  Streaked with 
+acid rain.  Deteriorating.  Crumbling in chunks.  Beyond them were the 
+silhouettes of slim pine trees and a gray mist coming from behind.
+        The girl walked to the center of the courtyard.  There was a 
+monument.  Or a obelisk.  Or something.  It was made of gray stone as well, 
+and rectangular in shape.  Not a wall, though.  It was much too short.  
+Perhaps only two feet high.  Arthur followed her to it.
+        Annakie turned to him.  "There will be a meeting of the Powers 
+soon."
+        Arthur stared at her blankly.
+        She pointed to her chest.  "I'm a Power.  See?"
+        "Um . . . no," he shook his head slowly.
+        "See!"  she knelt down and pointed to the stone.  There was a name 
+on the wall.  "Dexter Geis."  It had a line drawn through it.  Underneath 
+was the name "Annakie Webber."  There were other names on the stone, but 
+Arthur could not read them.  They were not in a foreign tongue.  He just 
+couldn't read them.
+        "You are a power," Arthur looked at her.
+        "No.  A Power."
+        He nodded slowly, still not knowing what the hell was going on.  
+"And who told you to tell me this?"
+        "That's not what I'm supposed to tell you.  Hold your horses and 
+I'll get to it," she stamped her foot.  "I don't really remember who it was.  
+I was asleep and I'm kind of new here and don't know everything that's going 
+on."  She looked up at him now, not eye to eye.
+        "Okay," he smiled reassuringly.  For some reason he was feeling 
+sorry for her.  He wanted to protect her.  "So what are you supposed to tell 
+me?"
+        She breathed deeply.  "The person that was the Power before me is an 
+old man.  You should go meet him at a baseball game."
+        He nodded, still not understanding.  "Okay.  Is that it?"
+        "That's it a-rooney!" she laughed.  "So you will go see him?"
+        "Uh . . . sure."
+        "Good.  I have to go wake up and pee."
+
+
+        Arthur looked at the popcorn nestled in the white paper bag.  It did 
+not smell as good as the movie theater popcorn.  The hot dog in his other 
+hand was not right either.  The hot dog itself was the wrong color and the 
+wrong shape, the bun was all out of sorts, and the mustard failed to be 
+yellow, but was a rather brown color.
+        "Your inner light is quite radiant," said someone next to him.
+        "Excuse me?" Arthur asked.
+        "What's the hold up.  Pass me my popcorn and hot dog."  The man 
+sitting next to him was an older man, greying hair, and was sporting the 
+beginnings of a beer belly.
+        Arthur passed him the food.  His hands were all greasy now and he 
+wiped them on his pants.  He noticed the stick was in his lap.
+        "GO CUBS!" the man next to him yelled.  Arthur realized then that he 
+was in the bleachers of a baseball stadium.  People were out on the field 
+standing around.
+        "Do they ever move?" Arthur asked.
+        "Why sure they do!" the old man laughed.  "Someone has to hit the 
+ball first."
+        "Oh."  Arthur looked around the stadium.  It was filled with 
+people.  They were all screaming and making noise.  But the players on field 
+just stood there.  "Are you Dexter?"
+        "Dexter's the name, if it's all the same," he laughed.
+        "Good.  I think I'm supposed to meet you.  I think.  Everything is 
+really strange and I don't understand any of it."
+        "You are right there.  Everything is really strange indeed," Dexter 
+turned to Arthur.  "It all went wrong somewhere."
+        "What went all wrong?  Where?"
+        "Nothing has been the same since Roswell."
+        "Roswell?"
+        "Yeah.  Roswell.  But they weren't aliens.  They were something 
+else."
+        "Not aliens," Arthur nodded as if that actually meant something to 
+him.  This was getting ridiculous.  He looked out at the field.  Someone was 
+actually moving - running from one little white thing to another.
+        "Wait a minute," Arthur glanced at Dexter.  "I don't know much about 
+baseball, but isn't there a strike going on?  Isn't this the major leagues?  
+This shouldn't be happening, should it?"
+        Dexter looked at him with sad eyes and sighed.  "Oh dear.  I'm 
+sorry."  And then Dexter shrugged.
+
+
+        His eyes flashed open at the glowing white dots as they rushed by.  
+Arthur growled at himself in the darkness.  He should not have fallen 
+asleep.  Especially not when he was driving.
+        The pain in his . . .  Arthur looked around.  He didn't need to go 
+to the bathroom.  That was strange.  Just a few moments ago he . . .
+        Arthur took a deep breath.  He passed another exit.  He did not 
+need to go, but he felt like he should have turned down it.  Or, more 
+correctly, he thought he already had.  Strange images of a girl and an old 
+man drifted in his head.  They did not seem to fit anywhere.  He shrugged 
+his shoulders.
+        He glanced down at the passenger seat.  A stick lay in it.  His 
+heart gave one loud pound that rattled his eardrums.  The stick.  If the 
+stick was true . . .  Memories flooded back.  Strange things.  Things he 
+could not explain, even though he spent the whole trip back home going over 
+them in his mind.
+
+
+        Arthur stretched his arms and his legs as far as they would go.  The 
+sheets were nice and soft and there was a large, warm mass next to him.  He 
+opened his eyes to the white, spackled ceiling and smiled.
+        "Good morning," his wife turned over next to him.  Her heart-shaped 
+face gave him a sleepy smile.
+        "Morning honey," he grinned and Mary kissed him.  "Sorry to come in 
+so late last night."
+        "It wasn't that late," she sat up and laid her head on his chest.
+        "It must have been very late," he shook his head and began to stroke 
+her hair
+        "No.  I remember hearing you come in and I looked at the clock and 
+it was 12:14 exactly."
+        "Exactly," he chuckled.  "If you were up, why didn't you say hello 
+to me?"
+        "I went to sleep.  If I would have been awake when you got to bed we 
+would have talked all night and you would have been late for work."
+        "Don't be so sure that we would have just talked."  Mary moved her 
+head to look at him.
+        "Why is there a stick on the night table?" she asked.  Arthur's 
+heart thumped.  He looked at the night table.  There was the stick.  It was 
+all there again.  The movie house, the girl, the old man, and that creep 
+Moorehead.  He took a deep breath.
+        "Uh . . . the Nova broke down just outside of town and I was trying 
+to fix it and . . ."
+        "You tried to fix the car with a piece of wood?" she sat up.
+        "Yeah.  Best thing to use.  And it worked didn't it?" he grinned and 
+sat up.  "Can we play 'feel the pacemaker'?"
+        She rolled her eyes and tried to hide a grin.  "I suppose so . . ."
+        "Good." he said and grabbed her right breast.
+        "The pacemaker, as well as the heart, are on the other side," she 
+rolled her eyes again.
+        "Oh, sorry!" he grabbed the right breast with his other hand.  
+Needless to say, he was late for work.
+
+
+        That day at work was terrible.  His father-in-law had not liked the 
+idea of the conference from the start.  "It's a God damned complete waste of 
+time.  Who in the hell cares what other God dammed editors do with their God 
+damned rags.  I have a business to run here and that don't include you 
+gallivanting off to the big city!"
+        Big city!  Little Rock?  Arthur wanted to educate old James Jayston 
+on a few of the realities of life, but he though better of it.  And Jayston 
+ran the Searcy Gazetteer at a constant loss, anyway.  It was just a big tax 
+write-off to him.  Why should he care about it?  He didn't want it to make 
+money.  If it actually showed a profit he would loose money.
+        The fifth screaming session of the morning sent Arthur stomping back 
+into his cramped office.  Mrs. Oglesvie, his secretary who was far too large 
+to share the office with, handed him a yellow piece of paper.  It had that 
+sticky stuff on the back.  He hated that stick stuff.  It was of no use.  It 
+held the note to a surface for two seconds.  After that it was just a mess 
+that got your fingers nasty.  He glanced over it.  It read:
+        "Arthur.  Meet me at the Searcy Zeppelinport.  Dex."
+        Arthur reread the note.  It still said the same thing.
+        "Mrs. Oglesvie.  What is this?" he asked.
+        "A note," she said without looking at him.  "It was stuck to the 
+phone when I got back from my coffee break.  Don't know who wrote it.  No 
+time or number or nothing."
+        "That's okay."  He sat down at his desk and stared at the note.  
+Zeppelinport?  What in the hell was that?  An airport?  They don't make 
+zep . . .  He cut himself off.  He was not sure why, but he did.  He stood 
+up.
+        "Mrs. Oglesvie, I'm going to the municipal airport."
+        "Why?" she looked at him.  "Has there been a crash?  Should I tell 
+Gary to go get his camera?"
+        "Oh no.  Nothing like that.  I'm just . . . following a lead."
+        "Oh." she turned away.  "Could you pick me up some bear claw's as 
+Sue's Bakery while you're gone?"
+
+
+        The blue Nova struggled its way up the road.  Arthur could see the 
+control tower over the trees.  Not a very tall tower, but it did it's job.  
+Various antennae and dishes poked out on top of it, mostly instruments for 
+NOAA.
+        He passed several small hangers.  Outside of them were various prop 
+planes.  Cessnas, Pipers, and Beechcrafts.  Or Beechnut, as his wife called 
+them.  Nobody was around.
+        At the end of the runway was a small shack.  Something for 
+utilities, perhaps.  The Nova pulled up outside of it and Arthur stopped the 
+car.  He did not know why it was the shack.  Perhaps it was supposed to be 
+the shack.  But he did not know for sure.  But he wanted it to be the shack, 
+if that meant anything.
+        He stepped out and opened the flimsy wood door.  There was Dexter 
+with a pair of binoculars around his neck.
+        "Ready to do some Zeppelin spotting today?"  Arthur's mind raced 
+with questions.  But he forced them aside.
+        "Sure."
+        "I hear there is quite a crowd gathering to watch."  Dexter walked 
+out of the shack.
+        "Where?"
+        "Right there," Dexter pointed down the runway.  Near the control 
+tower a mass of people had gathered.  Just outside the huge metal hanger.  
+It must have been several hundred yard long.  Arthur blinked several times, 
+but it remained.
+        "I . . ."
+        "Here she comes!" he put the binoculars to his face.  Arthur looked, 
+but could see nothing.  He glanced back at the crowd.  Women were holding up 
+parasols.  Parasols?
+        "Looky that!  Here, use the binoculars."  Dexter handed them to him.
+        Arthur looked through them.  Sky.  Clouds.  Trees.  Zeppelin.  Sky.  
+Zeppelin?
+        It was huge.  It was very far away.  But he could see it's shadow on 
+one of the hills.  A huge cigar shaped silver thing.  And a big swastika on 
+the back.
+        "Nazis?" he turned to Dexter.
+        "Nah.  We don't call them that anymore," Dexter smiled.  "Democratic 
+socialists.  You see, the Hindenburg was only a plot.  Hitler had it blown 
+up."
+        "A plot?  Hitler?"  The zeppelin was getting closer.  He could make 
+it out with the naked eye now.
+        "He saw that zeppelins could be a big threat to the Third Reich if 
+other countries used them for troop and supply transport.  So he had it 
+blown up right on American soil, right in front of reporters and cameras.  
+Scared the shit out of the American people.  As soon as the war ended, 
+Hitler started building them again."
+        "War ended?  Hitler?"
+        "Yeah.  After he won.  You know." Dexter looked at him strangely.
+        "Yeah,"  Arthur nodded slowly.  "After he won."
+        "Good," Dexter slapped him on the back.  "Come on.  This is a big 
+day.  It's not every day that a zeppelin comes to Searcy.  We aren't on the 
+main route.  Let's go get some beer and sauerkraut.  Das ist gut, ja?"
+        Arthur's elementary German could handle that and he nodded.  They 
+made there way to several tables laden with food and drink.  An oompah band 
+was setting up outside of a hanger that housed commercial Messerschmidt prop 
+planes.
+        Dexter handed him a mug of beer.
+        Arthur looked at him.  "What's going on?"
+        "A celebration!  A party!" Dexter laughed, then his expression 
+changed as he looked at Arthur.  "Sorry, sometimes I loose myself in these 
+things."
+        "What things?"
+        "Things, you know," Dexter waved his hands around.
+        "Dexter, there is a Nazi zeppelin bearing down on my home town right 
+at this very instant.  I want to know what the hell is going on."
+        Dexter smiled.  "You've entered my universe.  Just agree with me, 
+and everything will go smoothly."
+        "Universe?"
+        Dexter took a swig of beer.  "Okay.  There are three universes.  My 
+universe.  Your universe.  Then everybody else's universe.  You live in 
+everybody else's universe.  You barely get to see your own universe.  But 
+you are getting a chance to see mine.  Neat, huh?"
+        Arthur looked at the beer mug in his hand.  It was still full.  He 
+could not have possibly gotten drunk yet.  So why was he seeing zeppelins?
+        "I see you don't understand.  Okay.  You have your universe.  That's 
+totally different than anybody else's universe.  And everyone has their own 
+universe.  But then there is everybody else's universe.  You see?  It's a 
+mesh of everybody's universes all put together.  Kind of like a grand 
+central station.  It's where everybody meets.  It's what people normally 
+call reality."
+        Somewhere inside of him it clicked, but not at any area near the 
+surface of his consciousness.  It had something to do with philosophy and 
+religion, but this was something else.  This was actually happening!
+        "What has this got to do with anything?" Arthur cried.  "What does 
+this have to do with the movie house and the girl and what you said about 
+Roswell?"
+        "Oh, Roswell," Dexter took a sip of his beer.  "That was my fault.  
+Back when I was a kid I was living in the southwest.  I had read H. G. Wells 
+and stuff and really wanted there to be aliens.  Martians.  I wanted them so 
+bad that it bled over into the real universe and aliens crash landed.  Boy 
+was the Council pissed."  He took another sip of beer.
+        "What do you mean?  What council?"
+        "The Council of Powers.  They did their best to clean it up.  Erased 
+it from history and everything.  But people don't forget things like that - 
+even when they have been erased."
+        "What Council?  What are the Powers?"  Arthur was getting desperate.  
+He took a sip of beer.
+        "The Council.  Of Powers.  I was a Power.  Not back when Roswell 
+happened, of course.  But they saw that I had the Power and so they let me 
+be a Power.  I kind of messed up, though."
+        Arthur scratched his head.  "Messed up how?"
+        "That whole World War Two thing," she sighed.
+        "You mean the Nazi zeppelin?"
+        "No," he smiled.  "This is just for fun.  I mean the real World War 
+Two.  The one you are familiar with.  The one I messed up."
+        Arthur shook his head.  This was not getting anywhere.  But maybe if 
+he played along.  "How did you mess it up?"
+        "Well, your World War Two isn't the right one.  You see, my father 
+died during the Invasion of Japan.  There was an Invasion of Japan, you 
+know."
+        "With the bombs?"
+        "No.  The nukes came after.  No.  They came before.  Well, it depend 
+on how you look at it.  You see, they didn't have nukes back then."
+        "They had two, didn't they?"
+        "No.  None.  And they wouldn't have had any for another two hundred 
+years.
+        "Huh?"
+        Dexter gulped half of his beer down.  "You see, the Pacific theater 
+was really nasty.  It took years to finally conquer Japan and millions of 
+men died.  My father died in 1947 in the third wave.  It wasn't until 1953 
+that Japan finally surrendered.  Actually, they didn't surrender.  There was 
+just no one left to fight.  Then the Americans and Russians started fighting 
+over China.  Then over Europe.  World War Two didn't really ever end.  Well, 
+I guess it would have ended eventually."
+        "You mean, in your universe,"  Arthur nodded.  He was sure he was 
+understanding it all now.
+        "No.  In the real universe.  The one you live in.  After I became a 
+Power with the Seat of Time, I did a few things.  A few very powerful 
+things.  Things that the Council wasn't even aware of.  I went back in time 
+and gave a fellow named Einstein what he needed to build a nuclear weapon. 
+Just the idea, really.  He figured it out for himself - and he never really 
+knew that anyone had given him the information."
+        "So wait a minute.  The bomb was built.  It didn't happen any other 
+way."
+        "Well, you see, my father died in the invasion.  I wanted him back, 
+so I fixed it so he would still be alive.  The council didn't even catch on 
+for a while.  But when they figured it out, boy were they mad.  That's why I 
+got kicked out."
+        Arthur looked at the Zeppelin.  It was much closer.  It was huge.  
+The crowd was cheering.
+        "I don't really understand."
+        "I don't really either," Dexter finished his beer.  "I get banished 
+from reality and get locked in my own universe.  I can only peek out under 
+special circumstances."
+        "Like what?"
+        "Like with this deal with you.  It's very hush hush.  Only half the 
+council is in on it."
+        "What deal with me?"  Arthur was at his wits end.  But it had 
+something to do with him.  So perhaps he could understand it.
+        "What I did was so big that it screwed up everything.  Not even the 
+Council could fix it without having to rework the fabric of the universe.  
+Big.  I didn't realize how big.  And now everything is botched because of 
+technology.  Half the council wants to throw it out."
+        "Throw out technology?" Arthur shook his head.  Perhaps he would not 
+understand this after all.
+        "Yeah.  Go back to the way it was originally.  Magic.  You know.  
+Hocus Pocus?  The Council is split fifty-fifty.  Except for the Seat of 
+Time."
+        "Your seat?"
+        "Not any more.  The girl.  Annakie.  She has got it now.  The way it 
+is set up, half the Council is pro-magic, and half the Council is 
+pro-technology.  Annakie will make the deciding vote, and they already know 
+she is a namby-pamby pro-magicer.  Giving a little girl a seat.  A little 
+girl who loves unicorns and pegasi!  Pah!  Talk about tipping the scales of 
+justice.  She is real young, though.  Real inexperienced.  You have already 
+seen how easy she can be manipulated."
+        "How?"
+        "She delivered the message to you herself," he laughed.  "The 
+message for her own demise."
+        "Demise?  What do you mean?"
+        "You are going to kill her and take her place on the Council as the 
+Power on the Seat of Time."
+        Arthur dropped his mug.  It crashed to the ground.  Suddenly, 
+darkness enveloped him.  He looked up.  The zeppelin was overhead.  It was 
+huge.  One of the largest structures he had even seen.  And it was floating 
+above him.
+        "What do you mean 'kill her?!'" he screamed over the oompah band's o
+ompahing.
+        "Kill.  A non-Power can kill a Power.  You just find their body and 
+kill it.  And she has to be killed or technology will vanish.  Where would 
+your wife be without technology?"
+        Arthur squeezed his eyes shut.  The blood was pounding in his head.  
+He refused to believe any of this was happening.
+
+
+        The flimsy door to the shack swung open.  A few fire extinguishers, 
+some rope, and a trash can.  Arthur peered inside.  No one.
+        He looked around.  The sky was clear.  A few birds overhead.  High 
+above the clouds there was a glint of metal.  A plane.  A military plane.  
+He knew why it was here.  The hills were littered with nuclear missile 
+silos.  The planes kept watch.  Exactly what for, Arthur never knew.
+        But no zeppelin.  No oompah band.  No ladies with parasols.  No 
+Dexter.  And no command to kill a fourteen year old girl.  He got into the 
+Nova and drove away.
+        His wife's sweet face came to his mind.  And the pacemaker that kept 
+her heart beating rhythmically.  Without the unholy thing it would flutter 
+and fail.  Like it had done before.  So many times before.  And the girl's 
+face came to his mind as well.
+
+
+        Mrs. Oglesvie was upset that he had not returned with the bear claws 
+so she left without notice.  It would be just as well.  Arthur would have 
+time to think alone.  He pulled a cigarette from his drawer and lit it.
+        He loaded up his communications software into the  computer.  A 
+mouse click here and a mouse click there connected him with the on-line 
+service.  The headlines stared back at him on the opening screen.  It was 
+the anniversary of the bombing of Hiroshima and a large protest had been 
+held there.  North Korea was ranting about nuclear inspections.  And another 
+sizable chunk of nuclear material had been seized in Germany.  Destination 
+unknown, but the source was Russia.
+        Was all of it real?  Really real?  Or was it Dexter's dream imposed 
+on everyone else to save his father.  Or was Arthur going insane?
+        He checked his mail box.  It was crammed with electronic 
+advertisements, a few of the newsletters that he subscribed to, and a 
+rejection from an electronic magazine that he had sent a short story to.  
+Arthur sighed and began flipping randomly through the system out of boredom 
+while taking puffs on his cigarette.
+        The on-line Omni had several interesting articles about Ufos.  One 
+was about the cover-up at Roswell.  The dead alien bodies were stored 
+somewhere in Northern California, and the surviving alien was teaching 
+astrophysics at Berkeley.  Normally he would have smiled at reading such a 
+thing, but he could not find the motivation.
+        He continued to randomly flip through menus and ended up at the 
+User's Directory.  He absent-mindedly typed in "Annakie Webber."  The system 
+sputtered a bit and shot the name back.  There was an Annakie Webber.  She 
+lived in Sherman, Texas.  And she liked horses and fantasy books and her 
+favorite author was Marion Zimmer Bradley.
+        The screen stared back at him for some time.  She was real.  And she 
+liked fantasy.
+        The chair seemed to swirl about, making him dizzy.  Was it true?  Or 
+was he just in some alternate universe where he wanted it to be true?  He 
+stared at the name.  He disagreed with it.  He squinted his eyes and 
+disagreed with it harder.  But it was still there.  It wasn't Dexter's 
+doing.
+        What if it was true?  What if all technology would cease?  What if 
+the pacemaker in his wife's chest stopped?  Perhaps he could talk to the 
+girl.  Change her mind.
+        He glanced over her dossier and shook his head.  It was firmly 
+entrenched in fantasy.  She seemed to spend all her time on the system doing 
+something fantasy related.  She even belong to some medieval group called 
+the Society for Creative Anachronisms.  He had heard of it.  Strange people 
+that dressed up in strange costumes who would go off and live in the woods 
+in pavilions over the weekend.  Not a good sign.
+        But what happened if magic suddenly ruled the land.  Perhaps magic 
+could save his wife.  But could it?  Would Dexter would know?
+        The computer beeped.  A line was flashing.  Someone on the network 
+was requesting a chat.  He accepted it.
+        A window opened up.  He looked at it.  Nothing was being written on 
+the other side.  Several seconds later text began to show up.
+        "Sorry about the delay," the screen said.  "The moon is pretty far.  
+Speed of light and all that."
+        "Hello?" Arthur typed.  "Who are you?"
+        More delay.  Then, "Dexter, of course.<G>"
+        "Where are you?" he typed.
+        "<LOL>  I told you.  On the moon.  Tranquility Facility, actually."
+        "What?"
+        "There you go again.  Everything progressed quickly after the 
+Russians landed at Mare Fecunditatus in 68'.  We had to bust our asses to 
+set up a base of our own.  Luckily Grissom, Borman, and McDivitt made it 
+there safely and set up the missile emplacements.  God knows what would have 
+happened if we had let it go unchallenged."
+        Arthur stared at the screen.  Somehow it appeared different.  It was 
+rounder - not square.  And the label said "Atari", not "IBM" like it was 
+supposed to.
+        "Oh," he typed.  "I want to ask you about . . . the magic."  He took 
+a puff on the cigarette.  Something was wrong with it.  It wasn't tobacco.  
+It tasted like burning wood.  And there was no nicotine in it.
+        "What about the nasty stuff?" Dexeter's type appeared.
+        "If the magic comes, can't the magic be used to fix the problems 
+that happen when technology disappears?"  He felt stupid for asking the 
+question.  The whole thing seemed stupid.  Insane.
+        "The Council of Powers already has the plan.  Technology will cease 
+to function.  All computers will die.  Radio won't work.  Nothing above a 
+simple pulley mechanism will survive.  And then the magic will come in.  
+Gradually,  over a period of time, people will learn how to use it.  Only 
+those who know how to use it will gain any benefit.  And since no one 
+expects what will happen, no one can prepare.  At midnight tonight, the 
+world will end."
+        Arthur blinked.  Midnight.  Not enough time.
+        "Why can't you do something about it?  You can control time," he 
+typed.
+        "Time may be an important factor to you, but it is only a minor 
+concern to the Council.  There are far more powerful things.  I have no 
+power in this matter.  It is up to you."
+        A tear welled up in his eye.  Arthur refused to believe in it.  It 
+could not be.  He banished Dexter.
+
+
+        The computer beeped.  A message flashed that someone on the computer 
+network wanted to chat with him.  He accepted.
+        "Table man!  I didn't know you were one this network," the screen 
+blurted.  Arthur's eyes widened.
+        "Moorehead?" he typed slowly.
+        "Yeah, it's wonderful me!  We had a wonderful time without you at 
+the conference.  You were dragging everybody down."
+        "Fuck off, Moorehead," he typed and yanked the plug out of the wall.  
+His blood has boiling.  His head was hot.  A fever.  He was sick.  That 
+would explain it.  Something was in his lap.  He looked down.  There was the 
+stick.
+        Mrs. Oglesvie walked in the office holding a coffee mug and a white 
+paper bag filled with bear claw's.  They were warm and they filled the 
+office with their sweet scent.  Arthur breathed deeply and swiveled his 
+chair toward her.
+        "I need to find an address of someone living in Sherman, Texas," he 
+said.  She sat down and did not look at him.
+        "The library has phone books from all over.  Why not check there."  
+She pulled out a bear claw and took a big bite.
+        He swiveled his chair back to his desk.  Like the screen of an old 
+ATM monitor, fuzzy text appeared on the computer screen:
+        "Table, Mary will die."  It faded slowly away.
+
+
+        The sun was setting right into his eyes.  Arthur pulled down the sun 
+shade but it did not help.  Finally the interstate curved positioned the sun 
+behind an eighteen wheeler.
+        The address had taken an hour to find.  His father-in-law had 
+tracked him down to the library.  Veins were bulging in his neck.  Before 
+the man could speak a work, Arthur told him to fuck off.  That had shut him 
+up.  And perhaps it had cost Arthur his job as well.
+        The address was on a little piece of paper on the dashboard in front 
+of him.  One of those nasty yellow things with the sticky crap on the back.  
+It was the only thing he could find.
+        He still could not think about it.  He was going to some one horse 
+town in Texas.  For no real reason.  Perhaps he would just look around.  
+Then leave.  Or maybe he would drive by the Webber house.  The only Webbers 
+who lived in Sherman.
+        That was what he would do.  Arthur glanced down at the passenger 
+seat.  There lay a hypodermic needle and a bottle of insulin.  An overdose 
+of insulin would kill a person dead.  And it was very hard to trace.  He had 
+snuck the bottle from his wife's supply.  She had enough for several months, 
+at least.
+        No, he was not going to Sherman for any reason.  Just to drive 
+around.  Look at the sights.  Then he would go home.  He would do nothing.
+        The needle was not one of those small kinds that Mary used.  It had 
+a big, wide chamber that could suck up the entire contents of the insulin 
+bottle.  The little ones wouldn't do the job.
+        What was in Sherman, anyway?  It was probably just like Searcy.  
+Nothing.  Nobody.  Just people that time had left behind somewhere.  But 
+Dallas was nearby.  Perhaps he could stop off at the Book Depository 
+Building and look at the grassy knoll.  Kennedy had been assassinated, 
+hadn't he?  Or course he had.  This was the real world.
+        Her mouth would be soft and warm when he clamped his hand over it 
+and jabbed the needle into her neck.  Would it take long?  Would she scream?  
+She would look into his eyes.  Most definitely.  She would look into his 
+eyes.
+        He pulled the car over onto the shoulder and jumped out of the car.  
+He ran.  He ran across the access road, jumped a fence, and ran out into a 
+pasture.  The land was flat.  As far as the eye could see.  A few clumps of 
+trees dotted here and there, but that was about it.  He stopped running and 
+bent over, heaving.
+        "Dexter!" he straightened up.  "Dexter!  I refuse to do this.  Do 
+you hear me!  I refuse."
+        A rabbit ran by him.  Well, not quite a rabbit.  Something like a 
+rabbit.
+        "Damn."  Arthur hear something behind him.  It was Arthur.  In a 
+loin cloth.  Carrying a spear with a flint head.
+        "I won't do it,"  Arthur crossed his arms.
+        "My dinner just got away," Dexter panted and leaned on his spear.  
+"The tribe will go hungry tonight."
+        Arthur did not have time for this.  "I don't have time for this."
+        "Things haven't been the same since Kulet killed Og," Dexter looked 
+at him and smiled.
+        "Listen, I don't want to talk about this.  I refuse to kill her.  
+I'm not going to do it.  Do you understand?"
+        "Og was the one who thought of planting seeds.  But Kulet killed him 
+before he could tell anyone.  Things just haven't gone smoothly for humanity 
+since.  Have they?"
+        "Are you listening to me?" Arthur barked.
+        "Without that one spark of brilliance, we never could get organized 
+enough to even wipe out the mammoths," Dexter pointed to the horizon.  
+Arthur saw large, dark shapes moving against it.  Low, distant noises 
+flittered through the wind to his ear.
+        "What happens if I kill her?  She will be dead.  I will go to 
+prison - and rightly so.  I don't have even have a good excuse.  Son of Sam 
+had the dog tell him to do it.  What do I have?  Some old man with a beer 
+belly dressed up in a loin cloth.  And what will change if I don't?  
+Nothing.  Can you tell me of anything that will change if she lives?"
+        "Do you really want to see?" Dexter eyed him.  Dexter's blood 
+chilled and he shivered.
+        "Yes.  Show me."
+
+
+        They were outside of his house.  The houses were scattered out at 
+this distance from Searcy's center.  Each house had a lot the size of an 
+acre.  And all filled with trees.  Lots of thin, dark trunked, pine trees.  
+The lights on the house were on and the Mercedes sat outside.  Long ago the 
+garage had been converted into a children's bedroom.  A bedroom that they 
+had never needed.
+        "Look at your watch," Dexter told him.  Arthur looked down and 
+squeezed the light button.
+        "Eleven fifty-nine.  No.  Twelve."  The house went dark.  A scream 
+echoed throughout the house.  Then silence.
+        Bam-bam.  His heart almost blasted out from his chest.  He started 
+running he couldn't think.  He ran to the house.  This couldn't be 
+happening.  It couldn't.  It couldn't.
+
+
+        He leapt over the fence and ran.  Something caught his foot and he 
+stumbled.  Arthur looked back.  It was the stick.  It came into his hands 
+and he walked back to the car.
+
+
+        Sherman was different than he imagined.  It was more spread out.  It 
+was filled with large plants.  Big companies.  He wondered if it was cheaper 
+for them out here, away from the big city and less taxes.
+        It was dark.  He turned down a farm road.  It was called a farm 
+road, but he could not see any farms.  Housing developments.  A pasture of 
+two.  Then he drove by a large factory.  It stank.  It stank just like 
+burned coffee.  It was a coffee plant.
+        He turned down a street.  It could have been any street.  In any 
+suburb.  Anywhere in America.  Except maybe for the wagon wheel decorations 
+on the lawn and the high flying Texas flags that flapped from every other 
+house.
+        There it was.  He could not breath.  The Webber house.  Green with 
+little wooden duckies on the lawn.  And a curved driveway.  He parked his 
+car across the street from it grabbed for the insulin.  The stick came to 
+his hand instead.
+        Arthur looked at it and closed his eyes.  None of this is happening, 
+the thought, and opened his eyes.  He was still in Sherman.  It was still 
+night.  He was still across the street from the Webber house.
+        He snatched up the insulin and the needle and exited the car.  The 
+door he left open.  No reason to make noise shutting it.
+        The flicker of the street lamp gave him enough light to safely make 
+it up to the house.  The grass was wet on his shoes.  He walked up to the 
+front door.
+        Stupid.  Just knock on the door and ask for Annakie.  Right.  He 
+shook his head and looked at the side of the house.  It was dark.  Everyone 
+must be asleep.
+        His legs began to tremble as he made his way around the windows.  
+What was he doing?  Perhaps he was here just to talk.  He rolled the insulin 
+bottle around in his hand.
+        None of the window curtains were fully closed.  He peered in one.  W
+as that a couch he saw?  A living room?
+        The next was a small window.  A dim light came from it.  The 
+kitchen.  He could see the sink just below him and the counters.  A light 
+was coming from the refrigerator.  It was one of those kinds that had a 
+water and ice nook in the door.  Papers were stuck on the front, but he 
+could not see what was on them.  But he could imagine.  Cute little crayon 
+drawings.  A tear came and he wiped it on his sleeve.
+        Between the side of the house and the side of the next door 
+neighbor's house was another window.  He peered in.  It was dark.  But he 
+could see a sparkle on the wall.  Was it glitter?
+        It was paper.  Paper and glitter.  Rainbow glitter.  In the shape of 
+a unicorn.  His chest tightened.  He was just here to talk.  The needle fell 
+from his hand and he stooped to pick it up.
+        The screen.  It needed to be removed.  He nervously stuck the 
+insulin and needle into his windbreaker pocket and pulled out his keys.  
+They jingled loudly.
+        He stiffened so tight he thought he heard his spine crack.  Still.  
+Arthur stood motionless.  Did she hear?  Nothing happened.  She must be 
+still asleep.  A cigarette would have calmed his nerves, but this was not 
+the time.
+        He took one of the keys and pried at the screen.  It came off 
+easily.  Too easily.  He had to catch it as it fell toward him.  Then he 
+carefully set it on the ground and looked at the window.  Was it locked?
+        A fourteen year old girl in a small town knows no fear.  No real 
+fear, at least to his mind.  Annakie would not lock it.  She had never had a 
+reason to.  She was a Power, after all.
+        He stuck his fingernails at the bottom of the window and pulled up.  
+It slid freely.  Cool, air-conditioned air blew in his face.
+        He closed his eyes.  It was not happening.  He opened them.  The 
+window was still there.  He could hear breathing.  Soft breathing.
+        The window was difficult to climb through.  He scraped his leg on 
+the sill as his slid in and dragged himself down to the floor.  The room 
+slowly brightened as his eyes adjusted to the gloom.
+        There was a smell of perfume.  Not a woman's perfume, but girl's.  
+Cherry or strawberry.  A fruity smell.  Perhaps lip gloss.  He stood up.
+        The wall were coved with posters.  Unicorns.  Dragons.  Pegasi.  All 
+manner of magical beasts.  There was a mirror dresser with little bottles on 
+it.  And pictures stuck to the mirror.  People.  Girls.  He could not make 
+them out, though.
+        Then he turned to the bed.  It was a canopied bed.  Some light 
+color.  Perhaps pink, although he was not sure.  And there she was.  
+Sleeping on her back.  An elaborate quilt over her.  A huge pillow under her 
+head.
+        He almost dropped the insulin bottle as he fumbled with it, removing 
+it from his pocket.  He withdrew the hypo.  She was breathing gently.  
+Completely unaware.
+        Stop!  He screamed to himself.  The cap came off the needle 
+smoothly.  Arthur inched closer to her.  His heart has pounding, 
+reverberating through his body.
+        Mary had asked him to help with her insulin occasionally.  Arthur 
+always refused.  He could never bear to poke her with a needle.  He could 
+not even bear to watch Mary inject herself.  But she would do it in front of 
+him anyway, despite his protests.
+        He thrust the needle at the cap of the insulin bottle and missed, 
+jabbing his thumb.  Bone.  He yanked it out and crammed his thumb in his 
+mouth to keep from yelling.
+        Blood.  The coppery taste of blood filled his mouth.  His legs began 
+to shake and he stopped inching toward her.  What would her parents say in 
+the morning when they found her body?  Was her life worth Mary's?
+        He ripped the question from his mind and yanked his thumb out of his 
+mouth.  The needle went into the cap easily, and in the gloom he could sense 
+the hypo filling up with the fluid.  The needle slid easily out of the 
+bottle.  He crept up to the side of the bed.
+        She moved slightly and Arthur froze.  The dark hair framed her white 
+face, and the ruffles of the pillow gave the appearance that she was lying 
+on a bed of flowers.  How beautiful she was.  How innocent.  Could she 
+possibly be the source of all his problems?
+        His hand reached out toward her, but he yanked it back.  Arthur 
+could not touch her.  He just couldn't.  He would have to quickly jab her 
+and inject her and run away.
+        Her neck.  It was so smooth.  The vein leapt out at him.  Was that 
+the best place for it?  Mary always put it in her belly.  But he could not 
+bring himself to even thinking of doing that to Annakie.  The neck.  It had 
+to be the neck.
+        The needle slowly moved toward the vein.  Arthur closed his eyes and 
+told himself none of this was happening.  When he opened them it still was.  
+His heart began to pound.  His mind began to scream.
+        "Stop me!" he screamed in his mind.  "Wake up and stop me!  Scream 
+and call for your parents!  Stop me!"
+        She didn't move.  The needle hovered over her skin.  Then he dropped 
+the bottle of insulin.
+        It hit her on the arm.  Her eyes flashed open and stared at him.  
+But not in terror.  A smile came over her face and she shook her head.
+        Annakie waggled her finger at him.  "I don't think so!"
+
+
+        His eyes flashed open at the glowing white dots as they rushed by.  
+Arthur growled at himself in the darkness.  He should not have fallen 
+asleep.  Especially not when he was driving.
+        But he had not been asleep.  And why was he looking for an exit?  
+Arthur did not need to do anything.  He turned on the radio and smiled.  And 
+he sang.
+        I've been from Phoenix, Arizona,
+        All the way to Tacoma,
+        Philadelphia, Atlanta, L. A.,
+        Northern California,
+        Where the girls are warm,
+        So I can here my sweet baby say . . .
+        But where was he?  Where had he been?  Arthur recognized the area.  
+He was on his way back home.  But where had he been?
+        Perhaps he had went out driving.  But at night?  You can't see 
+anything at night.  Where, then?  Phoenix, Arizona?
+        He shrugged his shoulders.  Maybe he went nowhere.  Maybe he was 
+picked up by aliens and had some anal probing done.  He smiled, but for some 
+reason the smile faded.  Arthur looked down at the passenger seat.
+        The stick.  His eyes screamed at it.  The stick.  And next to it, an 
+empty insulin bottle.  His heart pounded.  Then he saw the hypo.  It was 
+sitting there.  Full.
+        He slammed the gas pedal and was pushed back in the seat.  The clock 
+glued to the dashboard read 11:55.  His heart stopped, then blasted him, 
+reverberating in his bones.
+
+
+        The tires squealed as he turned off the main road, down his street.  
+Then the car died.  He slammed on the brakes. And jumped out of the car.
+        There was a hill just before the houses on his street.  An empty 
+hill, full of trees.  He ran up it, gasping for air.  Stumbling, he reached 
+the crest.  The houses came to view.  The lights were on.
+        He ran.  He ran past the Baker's house.  The ran past the 
+McCandley's two story place.  He panted up the road and jumped the ditch 
+that lay between the road and his lawn.
+        The light were still on.  He smiled.  It must be past midnight.  
+Nothing had happened.  Then the lights went out.  A scream cracked the still 
+night air.
+        The blood in his temples screamed in unison.  He raced up the walk 
+to the door.  It wouldn't open.  It was locked.  The keys were in the car.  
+He banged on the door.  And again.  Nothing.
+        The window.  He picked up a rock from the garden and threw it.  The 
+glass smashed.  he ripped through the screen and flung himself inside.
+        There she was.  In her blue housecoat.  Crumpled on the floor.  A 
+broken coffee mug lay near a dark stain on the carpet.  He ran to her and 
+gathered her up in his arms.
+        Warm.  She was still warm.  Nose.  Her nose.  He held his hand in 
+front of it.  Nothing.  He put his head to her chest.  Nothing.  He beat on 
+her chest.  Nothing.
+        Arthur laid her back on the floor.  Tilted her head back.  Blow.  
+Pump.  Blow.  Pump.  He had studied CPR so much that it was a part of his 
+being.  But nothing was happening.  Nothing at all.
+        A minute passed.  Pump.  Blow.
+        More minutes.  Pump.  Blow.
+        Half and hour.  Pump. Blow.
+        He was exhausted.  She was still dead.  He stopped and screamed.
+        "Bastards!"
+        A swirling motion began in the room.  It slowly took form in front 
+of him.  A face.  A body.  Crooked shoulders.  The long nose.
+        "Moorehead?"
+        "The Power of the Seat of Death, if it's all the same," his eyes 
+rolled upward into the back of his head and he let out the gurgle that had 
+passed as a laugh for so many years.  "Since college, in fact.  Since then 
+I've had my eye on you - and her."
+        "No . . ." Arthur's jaw dropped.  The beady little eyes brightened.
+        "Let go of her.  She's in my domain now.  There is nothing you can 
+do," he gurgled. 
+        Arthur refused to agree.  He refused to agree.  Never.  Never would 
+he agree.  She was alive.  In his reality, she was alive.  She would always 
+be alive.  What did the psychiatrists call that.  Denial?  They said it was 
+wrong.  But it was the only right thing to do.  She would not die.  Never.  
+Not now.
+        Other universes.  The Real Universe.  Grand Central Station.  His 
+mind spun about.  It had changed.  They had changed it.  Sweat poured from 
+him and he leaned back on his heels.  Moorehead stopped gurgling and cocked 
+his head.
+        Deep inside him.  He felt it.  It had always been there.  But 
+Council had forbidden it for so long.  He demanded it to come out.  It 
+refused.  He coaxed it.  It was shiny and warm.  It was himself.
+        Power filled him.  He looked down at his wife.  He could see inside 
+her body.  The scared heart that had exploded.  The faulty glands.  The 
+broken womb that had witnessed the death of a child.  And deeper.  Smaller 
+but bigger.  The blueprints.  The errors.
+        He took the Power.  He took the Power and fixed her.  Smoothed out 
+the rough edges.  Mended the broken bits.  Then he called her.  Coaxed her 
+out from hiding.  Out from whatever dark place she had retreated to.  Back 
+to where he needed her.
+        She opened her eyes.
+        Tears streamed down his cheeks.
+        "Are you okay?" she asked.  He reached down and hugged her.  With an 
+angry hiss, Moorehead vanished, leaving a void filled with fullness.
+
+
+        The walked out of the darkened house hand in hand.  The sky was 
+brightening in the north.  She looked at him but he had no answers for her.  
+Something rose from the tree tops.
+        It was not the sun.  It was a great golden ball on fire.  The 
+tendrils of flames coated it and shot forth from it, lighting the entire 
+sky.  It did not seem to care that all the clocks said it was midnight.
+        Arthur heard hoofs tromping through the pine needle littered ground.  
+He turned to look.  It was Annakie, upon a unicorn with a glowing golden 
+horn.
+        "You see?" she tilted her head from side to side.  "It all turned 
+out all right.  And you are the first."
+        She then rode out of sight.  Not behind something, but into 
+something.  Mary looked at him, but he still had no answers.
+        They hugged each other and looked out at the horizon.  But there was 
+none.  The land just kept on going.  The earth's curve no longer hid the 
+land beyond.  The earth was now flat.
+        A presence filled his mind.  It was Dexter, and Arthur smiled.  "It 
+all turned out all right," Dexter's voice huffed.  "Yeah, sure.  Wait till 
+you see what happens after this."
+        He kissed Mary and they turned their eyes towards the stars.  But 
+they were not stars any more.  They were silver fish swimming in a giant 
+velvet ocean.  And nearby, sitting on a rock, was a cat.  A cat with golden 
+glowing eyes, pawing at them.
+
+ 
+ 
+Madge's Medal
+Copyright (c) 1994, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                    MADGE'S MEDAL
+
+                  by Franchot Lewis
+
+          There was no honeymoon, because the day after we got married
+     was a monday, and on Mondays, I had to go to work. Madge had to go
+     to her job too. But that Sunday night of our wedding day, I'd planned
+     to go to work on Madge. She was a sweet girl, a nice girl. We got
+     married at noon in a church. Her mama and grand mama sang a hymn.
+     Her father gave us a nice reception that went on all afternoon and
+     into the early evening. So many of her relatives were in attendance
+     and there were so many toasts.
+          Madge sat on the bed rubbing her hand over the small medal of
+     Jesus dangling from a silver chain around her neck. The silver figure
+     of a hippy-headed Jesus that looked like a young Errol Flynn had a
+     polished shine. She rubbed upwards over the flawlessly engraved nose
+     and on, around the face. She then got off the bed, went and stood
+     in front of the full-length mirror. She held the chain with
+     reverence as an enormous sigh shook loose from her belly. She thrust
+     her chest forward, causing the medal to bounce and swing from side
+     to side. She then turned and returned to the bed where I, her newly-
+     wedded husband, waited, wearing my fireman red wedding night briefs
+     that she brought for me to wear. I'd prepared myself carefully in
+     the bathroom [cologne, aftershave, a touch of musk, a tonic of
+     ginseng root that I was told gave a man an extra measure of strength;
+     not that I felt I would need it, I felt more than ready for Madge].
+         I'd only a second before laid down on top of the sheets. My
+     patient eyes zeroed in on the shining medal of Jesus [The face - the
+     silver colored engraved eyes looked like little gleaming bumps].
+         "This is Jesus, my good luck piece," Madge said. "Now, Honey,
+     let's pray before we start our wedding night." She smiled as she
+     pulled back the sheet and slid in to the bed with me. We prayed.
+     After the prayer, I thrust my hips to hers and held us together.
+     Using every bit of my strength, I pulled her closer, persistently,
+     until the hard shining medal - pinching, scraping, grating - hurt
+     my chest too much.
+         "I hope I don't get permanent scars," I said softly. [Mumbled,
+     maybe. Groaned. Muttered ...]
+         "Oh, excuse me," she pulled away, politely.
+         "What's that!" I asked. [Maybe barking, a little. Just a
+     little.]
+         "My Jesus? My medal?" she bitched. [Barked. Maybe asked just a
+     little too annoyed.]
+         I asked, "Are you going to keep it on?"
+         "Yes," she answered, a little louder than I'd expected. "I don't
+     take it off, not even in the shower."
+         "We're not in the shower -"
+         "Don't start raising your voice to me. Ever since the day I
+     accepted my Lord and have been saved and have come to love Jesus
+     very much I have worn this. This medal is something that will keep
+     me in luck. I made a promise never to let it out of my possession."
+         As she told me this, I started to remove her night gown. Her
+     young breasts re-fired quickly my passion, and took my attention and
+     caused my caressing hand to - 'Lord, have mercy!' [I may have
+     mumbled this.]  - Oh, I had the intense desire to cover her breasts
+     with my chest, and as I did, the brutal medal caused my chest pain.
+     The medal was incredibly rough, like a claw, scratching my skin raw,
+     causing a red bruise and pricking a small drop of blood. From that
+     moment on I became determined to get her to remove the medal. She
+     would not, and so, the wedding night was a night of misfortune, of
+     me trying to embrace her and of me complaining about the medal.
+     Eventually, I had to abandon the activities I had long planned and
+     hoped for, for that night. My bride accused me of being only
+     interested in carnal sex, and of caring more about carnal sex than
+     having Jesus there to bless us and to watch over our marriage.
+         I attempted a few times to remove the medal. She repeated that
+     she would not take off the medal. "Not ever!" she snarled. [Yeah,
+     like a dog. A certain female dog, I'm sorry to say.]
+         I told her, I would not embrace her until she removed the medal.
+     I said that being married didn't warranted being marred by that
+     trinket of Jesus and given scars that would last for a life time.
+        She got pissed, said I had an attitude, was being mean and was
+     acting in a sinful, terrible way. "A groom doesn't act like you
+     toward his bride, " she said with her own attitude. And, so, as
+     I've stated, I gave up in despair.
+        The strong, natural urge to consummate the marriage grew stronger.
+     By the next day I was irritable and nervous. I believe I came to the
+     edge of a nervous collapse. I even sought the help of a work buddy,
+     an older man whose opinion I valued. I did not like what he had to
+     say. He told me there was nothing he could advise, except I should
+     snatch the medal from my wife's neck and get down to some immediate
+     relief. He said, if I didn't take action I would definitely end up
+     in a mental institution.
+         That evening I was in the bathroom, breathing hard, aroused with
+     intense carnal thoughts. My bride stretched to adjust the shower
+     head.  I could see her clearly through the transparent curtains.
+     She in the sensuous all-together - The shower water falling down, and
+     around her fine, firm figure. She was a sight, excitingly good to
+     to the eye to watch. Hanging down between her breasts, on the chain,
+     was the medal of Jesus. That darn medal seemed to nip and tear
+     another raw place in my skin as I watched my bride take a long
+     shower. She scrubbed the cloth down her legs, stopping at her chins.
+     Her bent butt with her broad hip bones made me scratch my head more
+     and more, and yes, I said a little prayer to Heaven for help. Soon,
+     she was out of the shower and standing on the bathroom floor mat,
+     dripping, drying herself with my HIS of our set of HIS and HERS
+     towels, and the medal of Jesus was dangling down on its chain. She
+     rubbed her luscious body, pausing to stare at me. It looked obvious
+     that she wanted to cuddled with me.
+        "It is bizarre," she mumbled. She stroked her legs with the towel
+     and I stroked the scalp of my head. My head began to feel thinning on
+     the top as if hair was falling out from stress. I stared at the
+     Jesus medal, at it glare, its reflection of bathroom's bare ceiling
+     light. I could swear, I winced from the glare.
+         "Stop being high and mighty," I said. [Maybe plead]. "Will you,
+     long enough to permit me my husbandly duty? [I'er - maybe I put it a
+     little plainer, like: 'let me have you, baby,' or 'come on, girl.']
+         She surprised me, sounded as if she was hurting almost as much
+     as I. "Stop being a jerk, you think I don't want you? But, I am
+     your bride, not somebody to have her faith torn from around her neck
+     just for your convenience." She looked more determined to resist
+     removing the medal. She stood straight, her back straight, her
+     breasts out. She let the long bath towel fall to the floor. She
+     took a walk to the bedroom to her chest of drawers for underwear.
+     She spent a full minute working a frilly trimmed pair of pink undies
+     up and over her legs and her sexy hips. I scratched my head like
+     crazy as my bride finally tugged the underwear in place. Naked with
+     the exception of her drawers, Madge was now at her sexiest, and she
+     wore a proud expression on her beautiful face. She stood before me,
+     her husband. She was incredibly beautiful and she knew that I knew
+     it. She stood up to me, her soft hands on her hips, her magnificent
+     breasts bared and challenging, and that medal, that darn medal, like
+     a weapon at the ready, resting on those bare, bodicious breasts.
+         Suddenly, my hand darted out, took her arms and ... quick like a
+     stroke of lightning, pulled her tightly to me. Anxious looks took
+     over her face as I would not let her pull away. For a brief moment,
+     neither she or I saw the blood that dripped from my chest at the
+     point where the medal tore a small hole. My eyes must have looked
+     glazed over during that moment. Her eyes kept widening. The small
+     flow of blood ran down our [held closed together] chests and reached
+     her drawers. My mind was busy, my body was shuddering, experiencing
+     a strong kind of intense relief; then I stepped back and she broke
+     loose and darted across the room away from me. As she moved away, I
+     said softly, "There is a line nobody should have to cross. I saw
+     what you were doing. Shall I apologize, no?"
+         She started talking slowly, having much difficulty speaking.
+     She was extremely tight. She saw the blood and the wound. The wound
+     was still small, the blood was still bleeding out.
+         "You actually want to hurt me?" she said.
+         I said, "I don't."
+         "Why do you?" she asked.
+         "Wait a minute?" I said. "Do you have an idea what you do? You
+     do things to me like -"
+         Her eyes got fierce and bored into me. "Do you realize that you
+     are crazy?"
+         "Yes."
+         "You actually admit it?"
+         My eyes were wandering over her body. "I'm crazy about you, " I
+     said.
+         "I-I had to meet a man like you," she stammered. "That's the way
+     I am."
+        "And me," I said.
+        "What are you going to do? Hurt me more?"
+        "You don't know how much I love you. You don't know? I'm going to
+     kiss you, squeeze you, hug you tight, never let you go." [Yes, I
+     spoke like I was quoting from a love song.]
+        "I'm bruised and you're bleeding ..." she said.
+        I moved closer. "You're my wife, my WIFE. I'm going to squeeze
+     you tight, get ready."
+        "Wait!" she said. "Wait ..." She made the sign of the cross,
+     removed the chain and laid the medal reverently on top of her chest
+     of drawers.
+
+ 
+ 
+The Lyric
+Copyright (c) 1994, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                             THE LYRIC
+                            by Ed Davis
+
+
+         I met the Lyric in 1946.  She was only thirty years old, but she was
+      already a lady with a colorful past.  She was born a vaudevillian and
+      was converted to a nickelodeon, during the rush to spread the flickers
+      over the country.  Her early years were highlighted with all the ups
+      and downs of the times.  She experienced the last of the "Roaring
+      Twenties" and had even passed through the madness of the depression.
+         My Lyric was well past her teens when, on December seventh, she and
+      all her people were thrust into the confusion of war.  She did her part
+      as her people joined hands to fight the distant enemies.  Rubber
+      drives, tin drives, glass drives, and steel drives were all initiated
+      within her sheltering arms.
+         War news, good and bad, flashed in stark black and white reality
+      through her comforting interior.  Comedy, romance, and drama passed
+      through her eyes for the entertainment of her beloved town.
+         War bond drives, with live heroes in obligatory attendance, provided
+      a tense counterpoint to the frivolity.  She never really forgot the
+      serious nature of the peril which had taken her young people away.  Her
+      shiny black exterior seemed to mourn the deaths that were chronicled in
+      her nightly displays.  Even the recounting of V.E. Day and V.J. Day
+      seemed anticlimactic, after the hell of war.
+         My first meeting with Lyric was on a Saturday afternoon.  Her vast
+      interior was filled with seats.  Soft lights reflected warmly from her
+      sides.  Her big heart was in repose behind heavy curtains.  Those
+      curtains covered one whole end of her.  The lady had an enormous heart.
+         She was filled with children, as usual.  I felt lost, and a
+      stranger.  I do not recall a Saturday when she was not filled with
+      eager children.  She swiftly took me to her breast.  I felt welcome.
+         We children always expected, and received, her best.  We were
+      amused, excited, inspired, and sometimes terrified, by the scenes she
+      unveiled.  When her interior was lighted again, however, she cherished
+      us with love and the security of a familiar place.  We felt free to
+      explore the world, wrapped safely within the care and protection she
+      gave.  Our lady introduced honor into our lives.  She persuaded us to
+      laugh, despite our teacher's solemnity and the approaching terror of
+      growing up.  We cried and laughed together in her protective darkness,
+      and failed to notice that she was growing older.  Maybe we missed her
+      decline because we moved further away from the flashing images she
+      revealed.  Younger children rushed to take our places up front, as the
+      process of maturing allowed us to take a broader view.  My memories
+      were not memories yet.
+         I did not achieve that step in maturing until 1964, when I returned
+      home, and learned that the Lyric was closed.  I was stunned.  Memories
+      washed over me in waves.  The smell of popcorn...  The bite of Coke,
+      freshly splashed over ice...  The enormity of a ten cent Sugar Daddy...
+      Eager faces lighted by the strobing light, reflecting from her radiant
+      heart...  The tingle of waiting for "The Thing" to appear...  The feel
+      of her carpet, new again under my small feet, as my child's memory ran
+      down her beckoning aisle.
+         I recalled childhood friends, some dead now, throwing popcorn
+      bullets and candy wrapper grenades, at a variety of bad guys.  I
+      mourned the loss of another friend.  Rest well old friend, you were
+      never a mother, but you delivered me and my friends from childhood to
+      maturity.  God bless you.
+         I persuaded the owner of the jewelry store that now fills her lobby
+      to allow me to take a peek out back.  He obliged.
+         Her seats were stacked together in random piles, her exit signs were
+      broken, and the exits themselves were boarded over with raw lumber.
+         As I strained to see in the half light, her heart was still visible.
+      I will forever recall the lessons she had flashed into my mind.  John
+      Wayne, in his myriad roles, reminding me of Dad.  Beautiful women,
+      their radiance dulled now by time.  Walt Disney magic.  The Buck Rogers
+      serials, Star Wars in diapers.  Tarzan and his simian companion.  All
+      the western morality plays.
+         My memories will stay.  Just as surely, my vision will fade.  She
+      even taught me to accept that finality.  I have never entered another
+      theater, since that day, without thinking of her.  I never will.
+         My vision faded that day.  I was wiping tears away, as I left, and
+      felt no shame.
+
+ 
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+ 
+Natalie, Those Children Are Calling For You
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+Natalie, those children are calling for you
+-------------------------------------------
+
+Natalie, those children are calling for you
+those smiling eyes
+those unlined faces
+Innocence is excusable
+        Eyes cannot shine forever against
+what I know
+        Children crack
+like porcelain dolls
+and babies grow raggedy-
+limp from hunger
+        I stand on your front step
+like a puppet-master
+of broken marionettes
+hoping that you never will see
+a rotten limb
+a knotted fist
+a painted grimace
+        Leave me here, please
+Natalie could you please go inside and close the door
+leave me to clean up these broken pawns
+these limp strings
+
+ 
+ 
+Laura 
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Laura
+by Tamara
+
+
+In the beginning
+they were created equal
+two halves of a whole
+or so they say.
+Then the two became as one
+
+Where's Laura?
+With him, came the reply.
+
+As the years moved on
+their lives intertwined
+From there union formed
+another, and then one more
+A life complete; a family.
+
+Where's Laura?
+With them, came the reply.
+
+Tucking them in; a nightly read
+just one of many routines
+Wide-eyed with wonder
+they listen to the fairy tales
+she once believed.
+
+Where's Laura?
+Withdrawn, came the reply.
+
+A vacant stare left undisturbed
+by the passing of the years
+Forlorn, she felt forgotten
+He, an outsider to her grief
+from him she withdrew..
+
+Where's Laura?
+Without, came the reply.
+
+Came a time when night was day
+and chaos ruled supreme
+there was to be a single crushing blow
+from the rubble came a sign
+Lady Hawk, her spirits rose
+
+Where's Laura?
+Within, came the reply.
+
+She laughed.
+
+Written 8/24/94 by Tamara
+
+ 
+ 
+Turn Away
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Turn away
+by J. Guenther
+
+[DON'T LOOK AT ME
+DON'T SPEAK TO ME
+DON'T TALK TO ME
+DON'T THINK OF ME]
+
+please, I'm standing here for you
+and i want to talk to you
+but please don't turn away from me--
+i still need you!
+
+[DON'T SMILE AT ME
+DON'T WHISPER TO ME
+DON'T WALK TO ME
+DON'T WRITE TO ME]
+
+listen to my heart as it trembles
+as you turn your deaf & mute head away!
+i still need you tonight
+to hear my words!
+
+[DON'T LISTEN TO ME
+DON'T INSULT ME
+DON'T REMIND ME
+JUST LEAVE ME]
+
+depth of pain, have mercy!
+i see your reflection, but like a vampire,
+its host has vanished into air
+and left a soulless shell to do its deed.
+
+[DON'T TALK TO ME
+DON'T STAY BY ME
+PLEASE DON'T LIVE BY ME
+AND PLEASE DON'T LOVE ME]
+
+i don't
+
+[PLEASE DON'T LOVE ME]
+
+i said i don't
+
+[PLEASE DON'T LOVE ME]
+
+i promise i won't
+
+[JUST LEAVE ME]
+
+ 
+ 
+Eternity
+Copyright (c) 1994, Sean Donahue
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+I was lost and wandering,
+Wondering what to do.
+Looking for another,
+but running into you.
+ 
+Each day with out you is ETERNITY.
+ETERNITY without you.
+My love is meaningless,
+without your soft caress.
+ETERNITY, without you.
+ 
+As I get up to apologize,
+you say you're sorry too.
+And as I gaze into your eyes,
+I wonder who are you.
+ 
+Each day with out you is ETERNITY.
+ETERNITY without you.
+My love is meaningless,
+without your soft caress.
+ETERNITY, without you.
+ 
+We sat and talked for awhile,
+and then you went away.
+The feelings that I have now,
+are the same I had that day.
+ 
+But I left a book with my name,
+today your looking fine.
+We got together and had some fun.
+And now your love is mine.
+ 
+Each day with you is Eternity.
+Eternity with you,
+my love to share with no other,
+But Eternity with you.
+Eternity!
+
+ 
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+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Ways To Tell You're Having a Really Rough Day In BBS Land  
+
+ 10. SysOp changes your handle to "Ima Leech"
+  9. Your aunt uses your new CD-ROM disc as a coaster              
+  8. Psych 101 paper gets juxtaposed with alt.sex file from Internet
+  7. President of local computer user group marries your sister    
+  6. FIDO doesn't like your front-end mailer - and neither does Spot
+  5. Your wife finds your GIF collection
+  4. National debt pales in comparison to your upload/download ratio
+  3. You find your *wife's* GIF collection
+  2. Chastised by angry RIME conference host for being off topic
+  1. Artificial Intelligence program won't hot chat you  
+
+(c) 1994 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+
+ 
+ 
+"A Bum Walked Up To Me And Said..."
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                      "A Bum Walked Up To Me And Said,
+                    'I Haven't Had A Byte In Three Days.'
+                         So I Gave Him A Computer."
+                                     by
+                                Bruce Diamond
+
+
+      My friend, Rick, the stand-up comic, told me the other day he just
+landed a gig at some big gala event and he wanted to bounce some jokes off
+me.  Dripping sweat on the new carpet I had installed in my home office, Rick
+flopped down on the guest chair after his afternoon jog.  Why he insisted
+jogging with all of his gadgets always puzzled me -- he looked like a secret
+service agent after a quick sprint around the Rose Garden with Bill Clinton.
+
+      Rick's a gadget freak, even if he doesn't know the business end of a
+computer; he gravitates towards telecommunications/paging gizmos.  Two
+pagers (one for digital messages, the other to display telephone numbers), a
+cellular phone (usually kept in a briefcase), a flip phone, two microcassette
+recorders (one for joke ideas, the other one to record everything else), an
+electronic rolodex, an electronic dictionary, and an electronic translator (he
+just likes the sound of English translated to Latin and back . . . don't ask
+me).  The translator hits the upper limit of his gizmatic abilities, though . . .
+most everything with more than ten keys confuses him.
+
+      I just nodded, staring at the "Wrong fax modem type" error message on
+my screen.  Wrong type?  The manual indicated all I had to do was install the
+word processing program and boom, I'd be junk-faxing thirty companies in
+Walla Walla the details of my new fake insect in the ice cube products, "the
+perfect ice-breaker at parties."
+
+      Rick droned on about the national convention of computer nerds where
+he'd be performing.  I shot him my best "I can kill you with a pocket
+protector" glare, but he ignored it, as usual.  The word processor/fax
+software manual was more interesting, anyway.
+
+      "I figured," he went on, "that since you're the only computer ner . . .
+er, I mean expert . . . that I know, maybe you could give me some feedback
+on these techy jokes I'm gonna wow 'em with."
+
+      Murmuring a vague assent, I realized I hadn't loaded the fax utilities
+that came with the word processor.  Writing jokes for Rick would take less
+time than reinstalling the program, but it was my only option.  At least Rick
+could help me kill some time.
+
+      "Get this one, get this one."  Rick shuffled the index cards he pulled
+out of his fanny pack.  "Hey, I hear Bill Gates once worked on an earlier
+version of Windows called . . . No-Doze!  Geddit, geddit?"
+
+      I snatched the card from him.  "It's spelled W-I-N-D-O-W-S, Rick.  And
+the only people who complain about the speed are the prehistorics still
+running 386-25 machines."
+
+      Rick took the card back, giving me his "you're a walking encyclopedia,
+and annoying on top of it" look.  I just smiled and turned back to the
+computer.  The installation was finished, so I rebooted while Rick scribbled
+some notes.  He grabbed another card from his stack. Torturing him was going
+to be fun.
+
+      "I suppose I can scrap this one, too.  'Programs don't run under
+Windows . . . they crawl.'"  He lifted an eyebrow, daring me to disagree.
+
+      I smiled.
+
+      Rick tore the card in two.  And about ten others, muttering something
+like "Fifty bucks, down the drain" under his breath.  He lifted another card.
+
+      "WordImperfect?" he asked, querously.
+
+      Shaking my head, I answered, "Been done."  While he tossed three other
+cards, I tried faxing again.  Again the computer beeped and "Wrong fax modem
+type" appeared on the screen.  Realizing my mistake, I rewrote the batch file
+to load the driver before the word processor, and rebooted again.  Maybe
+writing jokes for Rick would be easier than this.  The person who first
+thought of integrated software should be subjected to Rick's routine.
+
+      Where did he get this material?  Rick's no A-list comedian, but he isn't
+bottom-of-the-barrel, either.  He's played Vegas, for goodness' sake.  Well,
+okay, so it was a small club on the outskirts of town, but it was Vegas.  His
+glitter-suits, specially tailored for him in Nevada, were the only proof he had
+of the two-night gig, but I never doubted him.
+
+      Triumphantly, Rick lifted another card from the stack.  "This one's
+guaranteed, baby.  It'll kill, I know it will."  He cleared his throat and put on
+his best stage voice.  Unfortunately, I can't repeat what he said here, this
+being a family publication and all.  The joke went on for five minutes, filled
+with "software" and "hardware" and "hard disk," all told in an adolescent-
+male voice loaded with testosterone.  Is that a vivid enough picture for you?
+
+      "Obviously, Rick, you've never played Leather Goddesses of Phobos or
+Leisure Suit Larry.  This material won't kill . . . it's already dead."
+
+      "Writing the Great American Novell?"  Nuh-uh.  "New Frito-Lay Computer
+Chips, able to store three times the fat and salt than other chips?"  Nope. 
+"IBM means Infernally Bad Machines?"  I showed him my IBM shirt with three
+dozen variations on the theme.  "I hit a speed-bump on the Information
+Superhighway?"  Oh, please.  You've hit a speed-bump in your brain.  "My
+mouth runs at 14.4k baud but my brain runs at 300 baud?"  That's true, but
+it won't get any laughs.  "I got a code in my node from a computer virus?" 
+Highly unlikely.  "Nancy Sinatra's new hit song, 'These Reboots Are Made For
+AWKing'?"  Too obscure, incorrect, and just plain unfunny.  "I know all about
+multitasking -- I read in the bathroom, and eat while watching TV."  Yawn. 
+"This LAN is your LAN, this LAN is my LAN . . ."  He still insists on singing
+in his act despite his agent's advice, and despite my yowling-dog
+impersonation when he does it.  Rick is completely tone-deaf.  "Byte me." 
+Only works in print, bucko.  And even in print it's dull.
+
+      Rick must have run through a hundred "jokes" on that lazy, hazy,
+crazy afternoon, getting more discouraged with each passing hour.  When he
+offered "just the fax, ma'am," that reminded me of my task at hand, and I
+reloaded the word processor while he ran through his last half-dozen gags.  I
+couldn't stand it any more . . . I just had to know.
+
+      "Rick, where did you get this awful material?  Your usual stuff is
+cleverer than this."
+
+      Rick shook his head and sighed.  "I've gotta cousin, oh, about 15 years
+old, who runs her own BBS, and thought I'd save a little money . . ."
+
+      I ran a hand over my face.  "Don't tell me -- she grabbed a tagline file
+for you, didn't she?"
+
+      Nodding, Rick tore the last few cards in two.  My office looked like the
+remains of a ticker tape parade, or an all-night crash programming session at
+Microsoft.  "Look, Rick," I counseled, "you and I both know you get what you
+pay for.  Gear up your regular writers and bite the bullet."
+
+      "Yeah, yeah, I know you're right."  Rick thanked me for the input and
+shuffled his way back to his apartment, gadgets clacking against each other
+on his fanny pouch belt.  He looked as dejected as Lotus after Novell beat
+them out to purchase WordPerfect.  Turning back to my screen, I entered
+Rick's name and address on the fax cover letter as the contact person for the
+fake ice cube novelties.
+
+      Looked like he needed something to fall back on.  Those "nerds" were
+going to eat him alive.
+
+ 
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+ 
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+               Addison, Tx. 75244
+               U.S.A. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+              Addison, Tx. 75244
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly
+ "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in
+ three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ twice-yearly awards.
+
+ Twice-Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the twice-yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+                    Addison, Tx. 75244
+                    U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
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+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+            3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+            Addison, Tx. 75244
+            U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Left-Hand Path, The                
+    Location ........... Seattle, Washington                
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Pruitt               
+    Phone    ........... (206) 783-4668 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Foreplay Online                             
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas                     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sean Goldsberry         
+    Phone    ........... (214) 306-7493 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Online Syndication Services BBS           
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas                      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Lokke                 
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-8425 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Family Connection, The                        
+    Location ........... St. Louis, Missouri               
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Askew              
+    Phone    ........... (314) 544-4628 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Matrix Online Service                
+    Location ........... San Jose, California               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Daryl Perry               
+    Phone    ........... (408) 265-4660 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mission Control BBS       
+    Location ........... Flagstaff, Arizona       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kevin Echstenkamper                       
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1854 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Princessland BBS                  
+    Location ........... Wenonah, New Jersey               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Pamela & Rick Forsythe  
+    Phone    ........... (609) 464-1421 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Market Hotline, The
+    Location ........... Rodford, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Mintun
+    Phone    ........... (703) 633-2178 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Happy Trails
+    Location ........... Orange, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Inglehart
+    Phone    ........... (714) 547-0719 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Regulator, The     
+    Location ........... Charleston, South Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Coker           
+    Phone    ........... (803) 571-1100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Star Fire                        
+    Location ........... Jacksonville, Florida               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bruce Allan               
+    Phone    ........... (904) 260-8825 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates      
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Source-Online
+    Location ........... British Columbia, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Barrett
+    Phone    ........... (604) 758-4643 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                          
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get on the STTS mailing list, do the following:
+
+
+  Send internet mail message to:
+
+
+        STTS-REQUEST%textalk@egsner.cirr.com
+ 
+  With either the following in the body:
+ 
+        ADD SUBSCRIBE JOIN
+ 
+  To be added to the list or:
+
+        UNSUBSCRIBE DELETE REMOVE
+
+  To be removed from the list.
+
+
+If you're a SysOp *Please* be sure to send me a note telling me your
+BBS's name, your name, your state and city, the BBS's phone number(s)
+and it's baud rate(s) so I can include you in the list issue's
+distribution list. 
+
+Send the note to:  Joe.DeRouen@Chryalis.ORG
+
+
+
+If you wish to FTPMAIL request the magazine, please send mail to:
+ 
+        FTPMAIL%textalk@egsner.cirr.com
+ 
+With the following in the body:
+ 
+        GET <filename.ext>
+ 
+Where <filename.ext> would be SUN9408.ZIP or whatever issue you're
+wanting to retrieve.  The current issue available will correspond to
+whatever month you're in.  Septemeber 1994 would be SUN9409.ZIP, etc.
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9408.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Texas Talk BBS and Archives On-Line BBS for allowing
+me to access the Internet and Fido (respectively) from their systems. 
+
+ 
+ 
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen     
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Lately, I've been playing in MUDs (Multi-User Dungeons) on the internet.
+Couple that with the fact that I'm not writing for Computer Currents
+magazine and have been extremely busy with some non-computer related
+stuff as well and you have the reason why the magazine is late.
+
+It's also a decent reason as to why the endnotes doesn't say much.
+<Grin>  Ah well.  There's always next month!
+
+Joe DeRouen, Sept. 10th 1994
+
+ 
+ 
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+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume II, Issue 10                         Oct. 1st, 1994
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial: The Pinball Wizard...............L. Shawn Aiken 
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers - Now offering prizes!....  
+ Monthly Prize Giveaway Details....and Winners!............
+ SysOps - Read This to Win Prizes!..And Winners of Prizes!.
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+ STTS Mailbag..............................................
+ Quick Tips and Fixes...........................Joe DeRouen
+ The Question & Answers Session.................Joe DeRouen
+ My View: Baseball..........................Thomas Van Hook        
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+ Halloween - The Prequel......................Brigid Childs 
+ Haunted Verdun Manor Reviewed..................Joe DeRouen
+ STTS Survey Results............................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+ >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+ (Movie) Quiz Show............................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Capsule Reviews......................Bruce Diamond
+ (Book)  Bedlam Boyz/Ellen Guon.............Thomas Van Hook
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software   
+ >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+ The Cybermaster's Women.....................Franchot Lewis
+ The System..................................Dale E. Lehman
+ Ouija Warning.....................................Ed Davis
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+ >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+ For N.J.A. ................................Daniel Sendecki         
+ Dragons.............................................Tamara
+ She Screamed At The Wall.......................J. Guenther
+ Wander........................................Sean Donahue
+ My Memories................................Thomas Van Hook
+ >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+ Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+ "Who's On First?".......................Abbot and Costello    
+ >> --------------- Advertisements ----------------------<<
+ Channel 1 BBS
+ Exec-PC BBS
+ T&J Software
+ Chrysalis BBS
+ >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+ Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+ Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+ Contact Points............................................
+ Distribution Sites........................................
+ Distribution Via Networks.................................
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+ 
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+         ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß                    Monthly prize drawing results!
+   JD'94                              The true meaning of Halloween
+                                      Horror movies and novels reviewed!
+                                      Much, much more!!
+
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+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+Editorial: Pinball Wizard
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        Five years ago I wandered into a video arcade near where I 
+worked.  It had been quite some time since I had gone into one, and I
+was wondering what had changed.
+        There were some very realistic games where people hit one another,
+but I had seen their kind before - in lower graphics.  There was a very
+fun game involving building a blowing up castles, but that wasn't where
+the crowd was.
+        I don't remember the name of it.  Some screwy foreign sounding
+word.  Guys from all ages, from ten to twenty, were hovering around it,
+while a ten-year old played.
+        It was some sort of strategic game.  You could move a line around,
+filling sections while little flying things tried to kill you.  Not very
+original.  In fact, I was sure that I had seen the like before.  And what
+was more - it was boring.
+        So why were all of these guys hovering around it?  I decided to stay
+and watch the adolescent play.  We whipped his little line drawer across the
+screen and narrowly won the match.  The screen wavered a bit, and up popped
+a scantily clad Asian girl on the screen.  I blinked a few times my brow
+knotted.
+        Blam.  He went to level two.  Finished it.  Up popped the girl
+again.  Then part of her clothing disappeared.  Another level.  More clothes
+off.  Until finally the girl was nude.  Then it all started over with
+another Asian girl.
+        It didn't seep in for a while.  How could it be happening?  A ten
+year old was publicly nudifying electronic images for all the world to see.  
+Had something changed?  Had congress all taken happy pills and voted in
+strange ways?
+        I diligently returned day after day to see what would happen.  My
+civic duty, of course.  The kids, most far too young, would cluster around
+while the owner would spend all his time in his little glass booth counting
+money.
+        It still seems like a dream.  I remember when Pong came out.  I
+actually slapped down money to play the stupid game.  A while back a friend
+and I were talking about Generation X.  They are lumped into one big group,
+but we saw a line that divided the group like the grand canyon.  It took
+us a while to figure it out - but we finally hit the nail on the head.  The
+Pong gap.  Okay, everybody who played Pong when it first came out, stand
+over there.  Those who missed it - well, you guys are different.
+        My father zeroed in on the highest technology - bypassing the Atari
+for the Bally Home Entertainment System.  Most of you have never heard of
+this marvel of technology.  I think maybe three units were sold before
+Bally ran away screaming from the market.  But to put it into perspective,
+that Bally machine was to Atari as Sega Genesis was to those old Nintendo
+things.
+        It had mega hits such as Tennis, which was, well, Pong.  But up to
+four people could play at the same time.  Yes, four.  It had four joysticks.
+Well, they weren't joysticks.  They looked like pistol handles, with 
+triggers.  And a little knob up on top that you could turn left and right.
+It was very nice.  Fingers didn't get tired and your thumbs never hurt so
+bad you wanted to cut them off to stop the pain.
+        The Tennis was really the bottom.  It had a baseball game that had
+little men with hands and feet who would run around on the screen.  It
+always felt odd pulling the trigger of the gun to swing a bat, but it was
+better than pushing a button.  Those old Atari buttons broke too easily.  I
+don't know how many friends joysticks I destroyed.
+        Further jumping the gun, my father bought me an Odessey.  Few of you
+will remember that either.  The key selling point was that it had a
+keyboard.  Not that any of the games or cartridges required a keyboard,
+but it had a keyboard, none the less.  The company made a program that
+so closely resembled Pac-man that Atari sued it and the company floundered
+and disappeared from the video game scene.
+        But not even my friends Sega Genesis prepared me for that game of
+taking off Asiatic women's clothing.  It wasn't a moral issue.  It was the
+fact that photo quality graphics were being used in a video game.  An
+amazing amount of technology at that time.
+        One of the kids' mothers caught wind of the nifty import game
+from Singapore, or where ever, and the police hauled the game off.
+Distributing pornography to a minor, I think the charge was.
+        The kids scattered and went back to playing games full of death and
+violence, body parts flying and blood gushing.  But that little pornographic
+pinball wizard still haunts my mind.  Around his age, I was playing highly
+advanced games like Zevious, with the little red flashing lights, and
+was diligently trying to avoid playing Mrs. Pac-man.  But even at that time,
+you could still see those old standbys, Pac-man and Space Invaders, lurking
+in the corner, suffering from screen burn, but still playable.
+        Between that little kid and I lay a ten year gap.  Ten years, and
+such tremendous advances in technology.  Now, five years later, they just
+strap a CD to the system and get stuff that almost looks like real people
+beating the stuffing out of each other.
+        What happens in another ten years?  I'm sure playing a game then
+will be far more like directing a movie than actual game playing.  Or, 
+slap on the virtual reality goggles and motion detectors wand you will be
+in the movie.  A decade won't be quite enough time to bring about neural
+interfaces, though.  Us old fogies could recognize a video game in ten
+years.  Beyond that - well, it will get weird.
+        And how about those pinball wizards a decade from now?  I was good
+at a couple of games, bringing me brief fame for a second or two.  No where
+near as much as the pornographic pinball wizard, though.  It's hard for me
+to think how anyone could top that guy.  Perhaps there will a game where
+you have to kill everybody on the planet with a banana.  Anyone who could
+take out five billion people with a banana would defiantly deserve some
+respect - for a minute or two.
+        What about the 'real' pinball wizards.  Sorry.  Never did like
+that game.  It never had enough balls.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Assistant Editor   
+
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 20 boards).  Recently,
+  Bruce became the monthly movie critic for VALLEY REVIEW MAGAZINE,
+  published out of Pennsylvania.  LIGHTS OUT, now two years old, is
+  available through the Rime or P&B Networks by dropping a note to
+  Joe DeRouen, courtesy of Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS.  The
+  magazine will soon be available through Fido file request and
+  Internet FTP.  In the Dallas area, Bruce's distributor is Jay
+  Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer
+  and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Sean A. Donahue........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Dale E. Lehman.........................Fiction
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry
+  Louis Turbeville.......................Software Reviews
+  Thomas Van Hook........................My View, Music Review
+
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Sean A. Donahue does not have any publishing ties whatsoever.  He has
+  written over 4,192 poems.  Only 38 have seen to survive the Mighty
+  Morphin Power Rangers.  The time in which normal people say is spare,
+  he tries to use to study for school at Texas Tech University.  This is
+  Sean's first published poem and he hopes that it is not his last.  He
+  has written exactly 428 novels all starting with "It was a dark and
+  stormy night."  None ofthem have gotten past the second paragraph.  In
+  whatever time he has left, he enjoys reading, riting, and rithmatic. 
+  He has an creative writing minor, a history minor, and a Honorary
+  Doctorate in B.S. from Bowling Green State University.  He dedicates
+  his writing to those who are without love and hope.  And that's no
+  B.S. 
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  At the tender age of 35, Dale E. Lehman is already a veteran systems
+  analyst, father, zookeeper, and rejection slip collector.  He
+  specializes in SF, fantasy, and mysteries, with one completed novel
+  looking for an agent, four fragmentary novels in progress, and oodles
+  of short stories all crammed into a tiny filing cabinet.  With the
+  help of his personal editor/reference librarian/wife, he is not only
+  supporting a writing habit but also five children, one dog, and a
+  wildly fluctuating number of demon cats.  He ap plies any leftover
+  time to reading and playing chess--not generally at the sam e time,
+  though. 
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Louis Turbeville currently works as a computer analyst for the Air  
+  Force.  He's originally from Hawaii (about an 1/8 Hawaiian <everyone
+  seems to ask>) and has a BBA in Management Information Systems from the
+  University of Hawaii.  Louis is married and has a two year old son who
+  keeps him busy, especially when he wants to sit at the computer and
+  write.  His interest in writing was nurtured by his wife, a journalism
+  and english major who's yet to be published and holds this very much
+  against Louis. <G>  He's had a couple of reviews published on
+  WindowsOnLine Review Magazine and hopes to broaden his base of published
+  media in the near future. 
+
+  Thomas Van Hook resides in Dallas, where he works as a contract
+  employee for the Federal Reserve Automation Services.  Having served
+  eight years in the USAF, he is happy to finally be free and able to
+  pursue the dreams of his heart.  At the age of 29, he is looking
+  forward to many new adventures and experiences within the realms of
+  the Elven kind.  He enjoys reading, writing, sports of all kinds, his
+  son Corey and the attentions of any Elven women that seem interested
+  (not necessarily in that order).  Recently divorced, he is trying to
+  restore order and balance to his life without losing what little is
+  left of his sanity. 
+
+ 
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+ 
+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+ 
+
+Dear Joe;
+
+Thanks for L. Shawn Aiken's interview with Elizabeth Orne.  I'll be
+checking out her system soon!  Just wanted to let you know that your mag
+and all it's articles are very much appreciated!
+
+A devoted fan,
+
+Sara Weston
+Dallas, Tx. 
+
+========================================================================
+
+STTS Magazine,
+
+Your fiction is great, but I'd love to see more poetry in the magazine. 
+What poetry you do have is exceptional, but there's never enough of it.
+
+Kelly Spencer
+Arlington Heights, Illinois
+
+ 
+ 
+Quick Tips and Fixes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Originally published in COMPUTER CURRENTS magazine]
+
+
+QUICK TIPS AND FIXES
+by Joe DeRouen
+
+
+Each month, I'll try to answer at least a few of the many questions that
+find their way into my mailbox.  While all questions will receive
+answers when appropriate, we can't promise to print all questions.
+But keep those cards and letters coming, folks!
+
+
+Q: I just upgraded to a 14.4k modem.  I changed my baud rates in my
+   Procomm Plus dialing directory, but it still won't work.  What did I
+   do wrong? 
+
+A: We'll assume you're running a legal version of PcPlus and just
+   couldn't find the answer in your manual.  If this isn't the case,
+   erase it immediately and download a shareware program like Telix
+   or QModem test version and give one of those a try.  As Jay Gaines
+   might say; "Pirating software is illegal.  Don't try this in your
+   own home."
+
+   But I try never to assume the worst of people, so . .. 
+
+   You need to run PCINSTAL.EXE and choose a new modem.  Preferably
+   your exact make and model.  If the program doesn't contain your
+   modem, you may need to dial up DataStorm's (the creators of Procomm
+   Plus) BBS and download a new version of the file MODEMS.DAT. 
+   MODEMS.DAT contains information that PCINSTAL.EXE needs to set up the
+   correct initialization string for your modem. 
+
+   DataStorms BBS is (314) 875-0476.  If you can't afford the long
+   distance call, I try to keep a current MODEMS.DAT file on my BBS.
+   Call and download; the file is free. 
+
+   If your modem still isn't listed, try selecting other 14.4k modems
+   that look as generic (ie: Hayes compatible) as possible.  You may
+   very well get lucky and hit upon the right one.  If all else fails,
+   call DataStorm voice and ask them for the proper initialization
+   string for your modem. 
+
+
+Q: I've been hearing an awfully lot about something called a "Mud."  
+   What exactly is a Mud and how do I play one?
+
+A: First of all, MUD stands for (depending upon who you ask) either 
+   "Multi-User Dungeon", "Multi-User Dimension", or "Multi-User Domain."
+   Dungeon seems to fit better as most of the MUDs are Dungeons and
+   Dragons-type orientated role-playing games.
+
+   MUDs are generally all-text games, though a few have rudimentary
+   ASCII or ANSI graphics.  The object of most of the games are very
+   similar to D&D: kill monsters, accumulate treasure, and gain 
+   experience levels.  Some of the better MUDs have complicated mazes,
+   traps, and tricks you must find your way through in order to gain
+   levels.  Or, in some cases, simply survive.  
+
+   You accomplish this by moving (or, more aptly, moving your avatar
+   or character) around a digital world where you interact with 
+   sometimes hundreds of other players just like you.  You can 
+   role-play magic users, thieves, warriors, priests, and even 
+   martial artists.  On some MUDs, you can even design your own 
+   description that other players "see" when they examine you.
+
+   MUDs are generally found on the Internet, though other on-line RPG   
+   (Role-Playing Games) on non-internet systems can be found as well.
+
+   How do you access MUDs?  Through Telnetting via the Internet.  The
+   first thing to do is find a list of MUDs.  (Download MUDLIST.ZIP from
+   STTS BBS if nothing else.)  Each mode will have a access node and a
+   port number.  (Something like FARSIDE.ATINC.COM 3000)  When the node
+   you're using asks where you want to telnet, enter the required
+   information and off you go.  Call up your favorite full-access
+   internet node, and telnet the night away! 
+
+
+Q: I'm trying to set up a batch file to execute several other batch
+   files and then load up Windows.  After it executes the first 
+   batch file (a reminder program) it stops.  I don't understand what
+   the problem is.
+
+A: This one's easy.  All you need to do is put the command CALL 
+   before each of the batch (.BAT) files you want to execute 
+   within your primary batch file.  
+
+   If you don't use CALL, DOS just leaps from the primary batch file to
+   the first one you have nested and never goes back.  By doing it this
+   way your computer "remembers" that it needs to continue executing the
+   original batch file.  You can use the CALL command on as many nested
+   batch files as you need. 
+
+   Here's a brief example:
+
+     @ECHO OFF
+     PROMPT $P$G
+     PATH C:\DOS;D:\QEMM;C:\;F:\SD;C:\TURBO;D:\NORTON;F:\QUOTES
+     CALL C:\CALENDAR\CAL.BAT
+     CALL C:\DICT\DICT.BAT
+     C:\WINDOWS\WIN.EXE   
+
+   In this example, two batch file - CAL.BAT and DICT.BAT - are 
+   executed, all without losing the thread of the primary batch
+   file.  After those programs run, the batch file will conclude
+   by running WIN.EXE and load Windows.            
+
+   As long as you use the CALL command, your nested batch files will 
+   work just fine.
+
+
+Are you having a problem with your computer?  Write to Joe via Sunlight
+Through The Shadows BBS at 214/620-8793, through the internet at
+Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.ORG, or CompuServe at 73654,1732.  Joe can also be
+reached at any of the other points listed in Contact Points, elsewhere
+in this issue.
+
+ 
+ 
+The Question and Answers Session
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Question and Answers Session will be back next month.  This feature
+is on hiatus until then.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+My View: Baseball       
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or  
+ her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the
+ chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen
+ via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+ issue]
+
+
+
+It Ain't Over Till It's Over And It's Over Now
+             by Thomas Van Hook
+
+
+        I can vaguely remember the first time I saw a Major League Baseball 
+game.  At Riverfront Stadium (Cincinnati, Ohio), I got to watch a 
+double-header between the Cincinnati Reds and the Montreal Expos.  It was 
+the first time that Tony Perez would play against his former teammates on 
+the Reds.  On that sunny July afternoon in 1978, I got to see some of the 
+greatest players in the game.  Cincinnati had the great Johnny Bench playing 
+catcher, the infamous Pete Rose playing third base, and a young 
+superstar-in-the-making in Ken Griffey Sr. in the outfield.  Montreal had 
+Gary Carter behind the plate, and Tony Perez on first base.  Of these 
+players, only Pete Rose will not make the Baseball Hall-Of-Fame, and not 
+because he wasn't one of the greatest players the game ever saw.  It was a 
+very special time in the life of a 13-year old kid.  My eyes were wide open 
+with the awe of the "greats."  There were no "work-stoppages" looming over 
+the horizon, no "collective bargaining agreements" to ratify.  But the times 
+did change.
+
+        Now, instead of watching Major League Baseball players with a 
+reverent awe, I stare at them with a wide-eyed look of shock.  While the 
+fans have clung to baseball as a cherished part of their lives, the players 
+dismiss it as nothing more than "a job."  The fans have watched game after 
+game, knowing that they are watching history-in-the-making that they can 
+pass down to their kids by word of mouth.  The players look at each game as 
+"another day at the office."  There is no excitement and love for the game 
+of baseball in the spirit of the players.  Instead, the spirit of the 
+players is driven by a greedy desire of money.  That greed has forced the 
+cancellation of the World Series for the first time in ninety years.  Major 
+League Baseball is rotting away from the inside.
+
+        The question that is frequently asked of me is:  "What will become 
+of baseball?"  I am not sure.  A prolonged strike by the players will result 
+in some of the most devastating financial situations for the owners since 
+the advent of the "Brotherhood War" in the early 1900s.  Several teams look 
+poised for a collapse.  There could be as few as three teams bankrupt at the 
+end of a prolonged strike.  There is also the possibility that the next 
+elected Congress will break the Anti-Trust exemption that was awarded to 
+Major League Baseball by the Supreme Court.  If this does happen, then 
+there will be a potential for the creation of a new "Player's League."  
+Saddly, the times are mirroring the attitudes and events in the Brotherhood 
+War.  The loser in that fiasco was ALL of baseball.  I just wonder how much 
+longer the fans are going to put up with the nonsense they are being fed by 
+the both sides in this "Baseball War."  There is one thing that is certain.  
+Baseball will never be the same once the dust from this fight settles.
+
+        Goodnight baseball, you will be missed.
+
+ 
+ 
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+Halloween - The Prequel
+Copyright (c) 1993, Brigid Childs
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                     HALLOWEEN - THE PREQUEL
+
+
+   Halloween - the word conjures up memories of twilight shivers, running
+through the piles of carefully raked leaves to knock timorously at the
+neighbors' doors, squeaking out "Trick or treat", and waiting to see which
+would be chosen.  Eerie faces glowed and glared, guarding window after window
+with candle flame in wildly carved pumpkin.  Tales of terror passed from oldest
+to youngest evoked chills on that special night we'd anticipated for weeks.
+Halloween was ghosts and goblins and ghoul - and most of all, Halloween was the
+season of the witch; silhouetted against the full autumn moon, straddling her
+broom this queen of the night rode the darkness of our dreams.  But where did
+Halloween come from?
+
+    To the modern witch, Halloween is a serious religious holiday, its roots
+reaching back in to shamanistic tradition.  Called Hallows by some pagan
+traditions, this is the Celtic New Year, Samhain (pronounced something ike
+"sahw-in).  On this night, the Celts and their Druid priests lit bonfires upon
+which they symbolically burned the ills and frustrations of the past year.  At
+Samhain, which translates from the Celtic as "Summer's End", the Druids counted
+their herds and mated their breeding stock for the coming spring.  And Samhain
+was the night when the veil between the worlds would part briefly to allow
+contract between the living and their dead.
+
+    Many cultures have continued this recognition of their dead. The Japanese
+hang paper lanterns on their gates to welcome home the spirits of their
+ancestors; similarly the Irish leave candles in their windows toward the same
+purpose.  The Egyptians light candles in their cemetaries to guide the dead
+back from the City of Osiris.  The Jack o'Lantern of modern Hallows revels was
+once a carved turnip used to light both live and dead  celebrants to Samhain
+rites.  This is a night to honour and remember those who'd gone before.  While
+modern Pagans do not believe in disturbing the departed, on Hallows the spirits
+are invited to share our ritual gatherings and whatever voluntary messages may
+be communicated are  welcomed.  It's also a night when witches traditionally
+practice divination to anticipate the events of the coming year.  Runes, tarot
+cards, scrying mirrors, even nuts and apples are Hallows' tools of foreseeing.
+(Apples and nuts???)
+
+    Samhain; (Summer's End, remember?) represents the Third Harvest as well.
+The Celts pressed cider in this season and collected nuts and the last fruits
+and grains for winter; indeed, it was considered unwise to eat foods that had
+remained unharvested past Halloween.  Feasting appropriate to the season
+included pumpkin, corn, nuts and apples, and servings were offered to the
+departed to let them share in this celebration.  The apple is particularly
+associated with Samhain and Wicca; cut in half horizontally, it reveals at its
+core the five pointed star.  Its flesh nourishes us, yet its seeds contain
+deadly cyanide.  Apples were sacred to Hel, the Norse goddes of the Underworld,
+and in Celtic myth, Avalon, the Isle of the Blessed, and Tir-Na-Nog, the
+Summerland, both homes of the dead, are both depicted as beautiful islands
+where apple trees bear fruit all year.  Bobbing for apples, a modern Halloween
+game, recalls the pagan traditions associated with the holiday.  The hazel nut
+also has long been noted as sacred to the gods as a source of wisdom.  Hazel
+nuts are tossed on the Hallows fire by young women attempting to see their
+future husbands in the flames.
+
+  Pagans still observe the Old Ways, harming none in their practice of a
+religion that interprets the agricultural cycles of the earth for an urbanized
+industrial society.  Modern Samhain rituals allow our love for nature and
+respect for our ancestors and traditions to surface in a world where such
+values are in short supply.  The maske and merriment of Halloween echo the
+original festival of harvest and spirits, gently accepting the joy of earlier
+times.
+
+  Blessed be and peace be with you - Brigid
+
+ 
+ 
+Haunted Verdun Manor 
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                      HAUNTED VERDUN MANOR
+
+
+Located in way out of the way Forney Texas, Haunted Verdun Manor at
+first seems a bit too far out off the beaten path to travel for a simple
+haunted house. First inspections are often wrong, however.
+
+Haunted Verdun Manor is a unique themed haunted house created and
+designed by Wolf Studios, a special effects company dedicated to
+Disney-like quality and detail. At 7,000 square feet and two stories,
+it's the world's largest walk-through haunted house attraction.
+Featuring theatrical sets, lighting, and costumes - not to mention
+talented actors filling the costumes - it's definitely the place to go
+to get your Halloween frights.
+
+In the past, I've really gotten a kick out of the house.  The effects
+have been better than any others, and the frights have truly been
+chilling.  This year, however, I was very disappointed.
+
+They've added strobe lights to nearly 90% of the house.  The effect is
+disconcerting, to be sure, but it's more annoying than it is scary.
+Moreover, you can't get a really good look at the monsters and ghouls.
+It might as well have been any old neighborhood haunted house rather
+than Verdun Manor, and that was disappointing.
+
+Haunted Verdun Manor used to be the best Halloween entertainment you
+could find in Dallas.  No longer, at least not this year.  Check it out
+in '95 and see if it's improved.
+
+
+Wolf Studios boasts another attraction - Cassandra's Pandemonium
+Carnival. The carnival feature several horror-orientated attraction,
+it's prize offering being Cassandra's Labyrinth. (A maze)
+
+It's all a bit pricey - admission into the Manor is $7.00 for adults and
+$6.00 for children.  A bit steep, especially with the quality of this
+year's offering.
+
+Haunted Verdun Manor and Cassandra's Pandemonium Carnival open October
+first and close October 31st. Hours for the attraction are 6:PM to
+10:PM Sun., Wed., and Thu., and 6:PM to Midnight on Friday and Saturday.
+It's open every day during the last week of October. 
+
+Directions to the attraction are as follows: Take East Highway 80 past
+Forney to get off on the County Road 212 exit. Haunted Verdun Manor and
+Cassandra's Pandemonium Carnival are at the corner of the south service
+road and County Road 212, with parking in the back, off of County Road
+212. Call (214) 564-3941 for directions. 
+
+A portion of the proceeds go to the Animal Rehabilitation Center in
+Midlothian (another small town in Texas, about 20 minutes from Dallas) a
+non-profit group dedicated to caring for injured or abandoned wildlife
+for it's eventual release back into the wild. 
+
+ 
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+
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+
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+
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+of the magazine in the months to come. 
+
+I'd like to thank everyone who responded. Each and every one of your
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+
+In the survey, I asked the readers to rate the sections of the magazine
+on a scale of 1 to 10, 10 being the best and one being the worst. Here's
+the averages, taken by adding all the scores for an indiviual section
+(eg: fiction) and dividing it by the number of survey's received that
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+
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+Movie Reviews:      8.6
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+
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+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
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+-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+RATING SYSTEM:
+
+$$$$ - worth full price, take a date
+ $$$ - worth full price
+  $$ - matinee material
+   $ - wait for dollar cinema
+   0 - wait for cable
+
+==========
+
+
+QUIZ SHOW:  Robert Redford, director.  Paul Attanasio, screenplay.
+Starring John Turturro, Rob Morrow, Ralph Fiennes, Paul Scofield, David
+Paymer, Hank Azaria, Christopher McDonald, Johann Carlo, and Elizabeth
+Wilson.  Hollywood Pictures.  Rated PG-13.
+
+QUIZ SHOW is the most faithful recreation of 1950s television since MY
+FAVORITE YEAR (1982), meticulous in detail and rich in performances
+sure to garner several Oscar nominations, including standouts Rob
+Morrow, John Turturro, Ralph Fiennes and David Paymer.  Director
+Robert Redford has gathered an outstanding cast and crew to give us
+one of the best films of 1994.
+
+The quiz show scandals of the late 1950s is a subject taught in every
+Introduction to Mass Communications course conducted on college
+campuses across America.  It's a pivotal point in television history
+and helped catalyze the purge of a long-neglected area of broadcasting.
+Unfortunately, the networks refused to take the blame or punish the
+guilty, aside from brief banishments.  ("Twenty One" producer Dan
+Enright and show host Jack Barry eventually returned to television and
+made millions.)  The show most associated by the public with the
+Congressional inquiry was "The $64,000 Question," though in reality it
+was one of several programs under investigation at the time.  QUIZ
+SHOW focuses on the center of the scandal:  the NBC program "Twenty
+One," produced by Dan Enright (David Paymer) and hosted by Jack Barry
+(Christopher McDonald, in an unfortunately shallow portrayal, an
+eyesore when all around him are so rich and varied).
+
+By choosing such a narrow focus, however, Redford and screenwriter
+Paul Attanasio have gone to the other extreme:  presenting this one
+show as the only program that betrayed America's trust by providing
+answers to contestants.  I understand the artistic choice, and it's a
+good one for the most part -- working with one quiz show allows the
+filmmakers to peel back the layers of deceit and show us the seamy
+underbelly of American television and capitalism at their worst.
+Redford uses his cinematic microscope to examine how the race for
+ratings and the almighty dollar resulted in misguided intentions and
+unbridled greed.  The flip side to this choice reveals the limits
+placed on the subject matter:  the mistaken idea that "Twenty One" was
+an isolated case.  The sweeping indictment of standard industry
+practices of the late 1950s and the slow death of single-sponsor
+television shows resulted from this inquiry.  Of his peers, producer
+Dan Enright did not act alone.
+
+For the contestants, television is ironically the great equalizer even
+as the quiz show pretends to present the intellectual cream of the
+crop.  The medium chews up material and spits it out on a weekly
+basis, even in television's infancy, all to sell soap for the sponsor.
+Charles Van Doren (Ralph Fiennes, playing the character a little too
+much as a tragic hero), the network's pick to unseat reigning champ
+Herbie Stempel (a raving looney of a publicity hound, despite his
+encyclopedic knowledge, played to perfection by John Turturro).  In
+Van Doren's interview, producer Enright pitches an idea to him:  what
+if the staff fed him the answers?  Van Doren laughs the suggestion off
+as a joke, agrees to do the show, but asks Enright to keep it pure.
+"So pure it'll float," Enright tells him, selling Van Doren the very
+soap, metaphorically speaking, that "Twenty One" sells to its
+audience.  Van Doren's surprised at first when he's asked a question
+during the show that he answered correctly during the interview.  He
+doesn't hesitate long, though, in taking the first step in his
+personal downward spiral.
+
+Rob Morrow (CBS-TV's "Northern Exposure") tracks the fixed shows
+almost by accident -- he sees an item in a Washington newspaper about
+sealed court records in New York.  Morrow plays cigar-chomping Dick
+Goodwin, a junior investigator for a Congressional oversight
+committee.  He's jeered for wanting to pursue the matter, an opinion
+echoed by Van Doren's father, a famous poet and professor of
+literature at the same university that Charles teaches at.  "Cheating
+on a quiz show," he tells his son disdainfully, "is like plagiarizing
+a comic strip."  Redford shows us that this attitude is what allowed
+television producers to get away with rigging programs for so long;
+it's only tv, so why worry?  Well, as Morrow finds out, the fix goes
+all the way up the ladder to the sponsor (Geritol, manufactured by
+Pharmaceuticals, Inc., at the time), but he can't prove it, even with
+Stempel's truthful blathering, a long-forgotten contestant's
+testimony, and Enright's personal admissions.
+
+QUIZ SHOW is a fascinating picture on several levels:  the effect of
+greed on people from all walks of life, the investigation of major
+players in American commerce, broadcasting *and* pharmaceuticals, and
+a rich character study.  In a way, Redford falls into the same trap
+the script sets for so many of the movie's characters.  Wherever
+Charles Van Doren goes, he turns heads.  He's a blond, blue-eyed
+intellectual, the romantic ideal for many Americans (don't deny it,
+it's still an endemic part of our society), and he seems to get
+nothing more than a slap on the wrist for his wrong-doing, whereas
+Herbie Stempel, a Jew from Queens, only has his brains to go on.
+"There's a face for radio," a crewmember murmurs during one telecast,
+and indeed, Stempel is saddled with an asymmetrical face and a wild
+personality to match.  He has no way of getting ahead in life, really,
+while Charles Van Doren seems to be born to privilege.  We see Stempel
+in squalor, but we never really see the consequences of Van Doren's
+sins, a major flaw in Redford's direction.
+
+But it's fascinating to watch both of these disparate spirits share
+the same character defect:  a hunger for fame and wealth.  Examine
+yourself closely and see if you can answer just as Goodwin answers
+when Van Doren asks if he could have turned down the money.
+
+RATING:  $$$$
+
+ 
+ 
+Lights Out Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+RATING SYSTEM:
+
+$$$$ - worth full price, take a date
+ $$$ - worth full price
+  $$ - matinee material
+   $ - wait for dollar cinema
+   0 - wait for cable
+
+==========
+
+
+THE ADVENTURES OF PRISCILLA, QUEEN OF THE DESERT:  Written & directed
+by Stephan Elliott.  Starring Terence Stamp, Hugo Weaving, Guy Pearce,
+and Bill Hunter.  Gramercy.  Rated R.
+
+What movie season is complete without the tale of three outrageous drag
+queens traveling across the Australian outback in a screaming purple bus?
+Mitzi, Felicia and Bernadette (actually, a transexual and not a drag
+queen), three lip-synching disco dance divas, make friends and enemies on
+their way to a gig in the middle of the desert.  The costumes are a riot,
+topped only by the musical sequences that pop up in the most unlikely
+places (for example, singing and dancing to "I Love The Nightlife" with a
+band of traveling natives).  Terence Stamp (yes, the same Terence Stamp
+that played the bloodthirsty General Zod in SUPERMAN and SUPERMAN II) is a
+sensitive, quiet pillar of strength as Bernadette, the only centered,
+non-flamboyant member of the trio.
+
+RATING:  $$$
+
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+FRESH:  Written & directed by Boaz Yakin.  Starring Sean Nelson,
+Giancarlo Esposito, Samuel L. Jackson, N'bushe Wright, Ron Brice, Jean
+LeMarre, and Luis Lantigua.  Miramax.  Rated R.
+
+A street kid cleans the drug lords out of his neighborhood through an
+elaborate, chesslike strategy.  Young Sean Nelson plays Fresh with an
+appealing mix of vitality and cunning, already a Grand Master of acting at
+age 12.  Boaz Yakin's smart script and insightful direction prove, along
+with Alison Anders' MI VIDA LOCA from this summer, that you don't have to
+be a person of color to understand the street.  Samuel L. Jackson stands
+out as Fresh's father, a burned out wreck of man who hustles chess games to
+make a living, such as it is.
+
+RATING:  $$$
+
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+NATURAL BORN KILLERS:  Oliver Stone, director.  David Veloz, Richard
+Rutowski and Oliver Stone, screenplay.  Quentin Tarantino, story.
+Starring Woody Harrelson, Juliette Lewis, Tommy Lee Jones, Tom
+Sizemore, Rodney Dangerfield, Russell Means, Pruitt Taylor Vance,
+James Gammon, and Edie McClurg.  Warner Bros.  Rated R.
+
+A kaleidoscopic journey into America's fascination with mass murderers
+and tabloid television.  Stone blows open the mixed media techniques
+that opened JFK, tracking the exploits of Mickey and Mallory (Woody
+Harrelson, Juliette Lewis), young serial killers in love, and Wayne
+Gale (Robert Downey, Jr.), the trash TV reporter who makes them
+famous.  More concerned with image and aftermath than motive or cause,
+Stone litters the plot with corpses and paints the screen with blood,
+mostly without portraying every victim's death in excruciating detail.
+NBK is a brutal headrush of a movie told in brutally experimental
+terms.
+
+RATING:  $$$$
+
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+TIMECOP:  Peter Hyams, director.  Mark Verheiden, screenplay.  Mike
+Richardson and Verheiden, story.  Based on the Dark Horse comic by
+Richardson and Verheiden.  Starring Jean-Claude Van Damme, Ron Silver,
+Mia Sara, Gloria Reuben, Bruce McGill, and Scott Lawrence.  Universal.
+Rated R.
+
+Van Damme spin-kicks his way through history in a film that's more
+chop-sockey than science fiction.  Timecop Max Walker patrols the
+timestream, repairing changes in history made by renegade time
+travelers.  Ron Silver obviously relishes his role as the film's
+heavy, a U.S. Senator who's manipulating events to make himself rich
+. . . and President.  The BACK TO THE FUTURE films handled the time
+travel double-talk much better than this script by comic-book writers
+Verheiden and Richardson, and director Peter Hyams (OUTLAND, 2010)
+does little to turn the loose connection of boot fu scenes into a
+convincing narrative.  Even Walker's attempt to save his wife's life
+(Mia Sara) ten years in the past seems empty and meaningless.
+
+RATING:  $
+
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+
+WAGONS EAST:  Peter Markle, director.  Matthew Carlson, screenplay.
+Starring John Candy, Richard Lewis, John C. McGinley, Ellen Greene,
+Robert Picardo, Ed Lauter, William Sanderson, Rodney A. Grant, Melinda
+Culea, Gaillard Sartain, and Charles Martin Smith.  TriStar.  Rated
+PG.
+
+WAGONS EAST has the dubious honor of featuring John Candy's last
+performance on film before his untimely death.  Unfortunately, the
+movie doesn't present the full measure of the man.  It's a singular
+unfunny Western spoof, chronicling a bunch of whiny Old West pioneers
+who decide, en masse, to head back east.  Richard Lewis is the
+funniest of the lot, outshining a tired-looking Candy, but his best
+material is in the first five minutes.  As though a pratfall-filled
+script weren't bad enough, supporting actor John C. McGinley plays the
+most offensively-stereotyped gay character seen on film in years.
+
+RATING:  0
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Bedlam Boyz by Ellen Guon
+Baen Books, Copyright 1993, 1st Printing July 1993
+ISBN 0-671-72177-1, 295 pages
+Cover art by C.W. Kelly and Larry Dixon
+
+Mercedes Lackey and Ellen Guon provided my first foray into the realm of 
+"Urban Fantasy" novels with a book called "Knight of Ghosts And Shadows."  
+At that time, I had vaguely heard of Miss Lackey and had no clue at all who 
+Miss Guon was.  Today, Mercedes "Misty" Lackey is one of the most well-known 
+Fantasy writers, while Ellen Guon has remained a relative mystery to most 
+people.  This book continues the "tradition" of keeping her identity a 
+"secret."  It's not this is a forgettable novel/story, nor is it filled 
+with forgettable characters.  It's because there is no "About The Author" 
+section contained within it's pages.  Alas, maybe one day the "mysterious" 
+Ellen Guon will leave a small mark in one of her books, but not this time.
+
+Billed as a prequel to "Knight of Ghosts And Shadows" and "Summoned To 
+Tourney",  this story line gives us the history of three runaways living in 
+an abandoned office building near the Sunset Strip.  Kayla (the main 
+character), and Billy are able to survive on their own with self-taught 
+"street" skills.  Liane, however, is the classic "gorgeous airhead" and 
+seems to possibly have trouble turning a hair-dryer on and off.  After a 
+shooting in a convenience store, Kayla's healing powers awaken during her 
+efforts to keep Billy from dying.  Liane runs off in fright thus starting 
+the separation of the three.  While Billy is taken to the hospital to be 
+cared for his wounds, Kayla is taken to the local Police station for 
+questions.  And thus the adventure begins...
+
+There is quite a strong story line written in these pages.  Miss Guon 
+displays several extremely strong points with her writing.  First off, even 
+though the story is set in the "modern world", she embraces simultaneously 
+embraces the "mythical" concepts of Elves and Magic.  Her manner of 
+approaching these subjects in this setting is strong enough to make you 
+believe and "feel" as if you are there.  Secondly, her character portrayal 
+of Kayla is done in a manner that you start to share Kayla's fear, love, 
+hate, and confusion.  There were times when I hated to finish my lunch-hour 
+at work because it meant having to set this book down.  I sincerely hope 
+that Ellen continues to write more novels with the character of Kayla in 
+mind.
+
+The cover art, done by C.W. Kelly and Larry Dixon, is fairly decent.  It's a 
+much better job than Barclay Shaw's cover for Mercedes Lackey's "Chrome 
+Circle," but just barely.  Even though the characters are accurately 
+portrayed, you can still see much of Larry Dixon's "cheesy" style.  
+Personally, I believe that Larry needs to stick with illustrating comic 
+books and leave the novel covers to competent artists such as Jody Lee.
+
+Grade:  A-
+Cover Art:  B
+Story line:  A+
+
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+  Prize Vault    Lemonade     Scramble      Dollarmania    ANSI Voting Booth
+  Studs!         Studette     BadUser       Convince!      OnLine!
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+                            ...and more coming!
+ 
+ 
+The Cybermaster's Women
+Copyright (c) 1994, Franchot Lewis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                  THE CYBERMASTER'S WOMEN
+
+                    by Franchot Lewis
+
+          [The Cybermaster is a mind controlling cyber creature who comes
+          at its victims through their computer screens. Last Halloween
+          we introduced him to Wally and to you. This Halloween we
+          introduce you and Wally to his women.]
+
+         Wally:
+
+         The Cybermaster chooses their clothing carefully. Loose, bright
+     blue blouses and tight red skirts, silky panties underneath, nothing
+     else. This is the uniform for a man's death. Secretaries, pretty
+     girls, who sit long days in tailored suits, processing words. The
+     Cybermaster couldn't resist the temptation to walk around in these
+     girls' heads. The girls who work for the big corporations and
+     associations and legal firms, the big-shot places with globs of
+     computer screens tied into nets. Into these pretty girl's naked open
+     minds, the Cybermaster moves strong. He has his best success with
+     girls who have snotty males for bosses, and who work for unfeeling
+     corporations. After all, he reminds them that all Corporations are
+     male, tight-ass bastards at that,  who screw them everyday of their
+     working lives.
+
+         Susan, the Cybermaster's best piece of work, the bright red-headed
+     lass who now lives to give every male a bruising, keeps a computer
+     near and always has it on. At work, it's her personal unit wired
+     into the company's big powerful machine. Driving home, it's her
+     laptop with modem attached to a cellular phone. At home, it's her
+     desk top kept in her bedroom close to her bed.
+         The bedroom computer is on -- she never turns it off. This
+     morning, the guy who she calls selfish, her nerdy roommate, told her
+     that she spends too much time with the computer - Him, a computer
+     nerd telling her that - she yelled at him hard when he tried to turn
+     off her computer.
+        He won't be home from work for a few hours - a problem at the
+     university lab where he works - the Cybermaster saw to that. An hour
+     should be all the time she'll need. Susan knows her assignment. She's
+     been waiting for it all day.  Just once she wished The Cybermaster
+     would let her teach her room mate some respect. She couldn't stop
+     thinking about collaring her skinny room mate and locking him in the
+     downstairs linen closet. When Susan was a naughty little child, her
+     mother did that to her. But, the Cybermaster needs the nerd, it's hard
+     for Susan to understand why. It is harder for her to understand why
+     she must sleep with the nerd, allow him to tear off her expensive
+     underclothing, and sex her like a horny teenager. Susan has accepted
+     the edict that the nerd is part of the Cybermaster's plan. The
+     Cybermaster has made her strong. She has survived the terrible
+     embarrassment of appearing in public with the nerd, and of telling
+     the world that the nerd is her significant other.
+         "You will have to change, shower, do it quick," - Him, she hears
+      His Whisper, Hiss, over the drone of the monotone of her 486. Her
+      panties twitch. "Oh, no," she purrs. Her breasts itch. "No." All
+      she has to do is to sit at the bedroom computer's screen, run her
+      hands quickly across ... across the top and her legs and her
+      nipples will put her into a fix - she's unable to resist a little
+      scream.
+         A quick shower and a change of clothes - same uniform - and
+      Susan is on her way.
+
+         Wally, there is a bar on M St. in Georgetown near Wisconsin
+     Avenue. The Cybermaster likes this bar and he sends girls to it
+     to pick up men. Susan is in her car on the way to the bar.
+         "Susan, you have forty minutes," HE, HIM, TELLS her in HIS
+     HISSING WHISPER. She hears HIM speak through her silent laptop. She
+     caress it, closes it lid, then caresses the car's gear shift
+     bar. "No, I mustn't get damp again," she frets.
+         "The Mission," - HIM, HE HISSES, she hears HIM through the closed
+     lid.
+         "Yes, yes," she answers as if speaking to a most benevolent god.
+
+         Wally, her prey, a young man, with a strong body, a lawyer-
+     athlete type with a good pair of kidneys, awaits. The Cybermaster
+     knows him, knows his medical record, and his sexual fantasies - got
+     the medical record off the young man's physician's health maintenance
+     info net, got the young man's sexual fantasy choices from a survey
+     the young man filled-out on an adult bulletin board run by one of the
+     Cybermaster's own. The Cybermaster knows that the target will be at
+     the bar. The young guy boasted in the survey of going there often to
+     pick up "chicks."
+         He boasted, on-line to another candidate, the Cybermaster is
+     considering for his girls: "Going into a pick-up bar and laying down
+     a five note for a chick's drink beats buying into her bullshit and
+     getting stuck in a real pissing relationship. It's so much more
+     comfortable than trying to romance a chick. You don't have to try to
+     hold conversations with her. This keeps you free of all sorts of
+     silly nonsense. The chick gets to think that she's too beautiful. It
+     takes ages to get laid. It will put age on you. It only takes a few
+     five notes to press a bar chick's button."
+
+         This jerk is so eager that Susan doesn't have to spike his drink.
+     But she does, keeping close to the Cybermaster's design, she slips
+     The Charley Thompson in his vodka and juice. It makes him hornier.
+     He caresses her leg, squeezing and occasionally patting, as she
+     leads him to her car. In the car, the caressing continues, his hands
+     rolls up her shirt, stops at the silk panties. His hand is rough on
+     her sensitive skin. She winces. He slides his hand across the silk,
+     and back, and bolder, tries to pry a finger underneath, slowly. Susan
+     tries to cross her legs, then stops, she's trying to start the car
+     and drive, and knows that she can't with her legs crossed. He tries
+     to pry under her undies, first one way, with finger near the top of
+     her left leg; then another way, with finger near the bottom of her
+     spine. "This is too easy," his words slur, "there's no one to stop
+     me now."
+
+         He looks horrified now, Wally. He is lying in Rock Creek Park.
+     Not that he couldn't wait for Susan to get him to a motel, this
+     remote part of the park that is closed after dark is suitable for
+     what Susan has in mind.
+        She got him ready so quickly for her. She is running out of time.
+     Only fifteen minutes left, before the rendezvous. Though drugged, he
+     was still an unlikely dude to undress in park, but he was a man
+     wanting something. Susan took his hand and slid it across the silk
+     of her undies, rubbing his hand against her stomach.  "Undress,"
+     she cooed.
+          "In front of -" The drug was weakening him, but he could still
+     question. "In front of -"
+          "Me?"
+          "There are windows."
+          "Far off. It's dark. People can't see."
+          "There are people behind every one of those windows."
+          "It's dark. The light is there far off where they are. They
+     can't see us here. It's too dark."
+          "I don't know ..."
+          "You aren't going to take all evening?"
+          After mumbling and looking about, making sure that no one else
+     was around, he slipped into a darker part of the park, just a few
+     feet away, and slowly, very slowly, stumbling, fidgeting, stripped
+     off his clothes.  He leaned against a tree to catch his breath. He
+     kept losing his wind and his legs kept wabbling. The affects of the
+     drug were building and taking hold. Soon he was looking out from
+     eyes so sharp that they ached, and Susan was positive that he would
+     fall, and nobody could see her. She slugged him, sent his nude body
+     to the ground and taunted him, called him a dumb, hard ass jock,
+     jerk.
+         So, where there is nobody, just trees and lonely ground is the
+     young man, aware and unable to move, naked on the grass as a mere
+     woman holds him down with a little laughter in her voice and a poke
+     at his butt with a knife. Susan has marked him with the knife. She's
+     taken little snips of his flesh. His fear is clear. He can't speak.
+     The drug has taken his ability to move his lips or his legs. His eyes
+     tell all. He pleads, Wally; wonders what this woman has against him.
+     His pale body is limp, but his eyes cry out, 'Please, don't hurt me.'
+         Susan gives him a neat smile, and soon surgical knives and a
+     large black bag are near - and a jar, a huge jar, big enough to carry
+     a man's brains or kidneys.
+         Wally, in a second, there is more paraphernalia of field surgery:
+     rubber gloves and a bib to cover her blouse and shirt, and a steel
+     bowl to place the sharp-bladed-knives after use. She begins. If you
+     could feel her skin, it wouldn't feel human - well, may be lukewarm.
+     In her eyes is ice, and her blood, I bet you is water that is full
+     of ice.
+         Yesterday. I picked up one of Cybermaster's girls. The girl's
+     car broke down and I was dispatch by HIM, the Supremo, to the rescue.
+     "Quickly," he ordered me, promising," Be quick and I shall let you
+     have the skirt."
+         I was quick. I became the get-away-driver, if you please. I
+     quickly drove my car from the pick-up point. She obeyed HIM and laid
+     for me. Not on a bed, not in a house - as soon as the order was
+     given, she couldn't wait to obey. She took me in the car. Nothing
+     pleasant, sort of frustrating at first, and then just numbing. She
+     was silent and thorough - Sexed me until I was sore, then yanked
+     between my legs, using both her hands to pull ...
+
+         Susan now again, using the sharpest knife, slices into the young
+     man. This time the cut is a serious one. "I want your kidney," she
+     moves the blade slowly. "You hurt some, but you will never hurt
+     again."
+         Like a skilled surgeon she cuts. The Cybermaster knows surgery
+     and his girls know surgery too - know how to cut out a man's body
+     parts. Susan removes both of the young man's kidneys, shows him what
+     a fine pair he has. Next, she slits his throat.
+         She puts the looted kidneys in the big and splits to rendezvous
+     with a collector, another of the Cybermaster's girls who will ship
+     the booty to gals who run the black market in men's body parts
+     for research and transplants to raise funds to help pay for the
+     Cybermaster's many projects.
+
+         It's later, much later. Susan is home in bed. Her body is nude,
+     has been bathed and is perfumed, and is taking a pounding. She wants
+     to scream. Her nerdy room mate is atop her. He has broken the peace
+     she felt after dispatching another of the Cybermaster's victims.
+     She wants to cut out his kidneys, but she dares not, the Cybermaster
+     wouldn't like it. It's unclear to her what the nerd does for the
+     Cybermaster, but that doesn't really matter.
+         She moans, hoping it will hurry him along to a finish. Her pulse
+     is not racing now. She is calm and not angry, and she lets out a
+     little shriek, quite convincingly, she hopes. His muscles tightens. He
+     sweats. He shrieks a little louder than hers, and directly into her
+     ears, that hurt and will still hurt a little later, but it doesn't
+     matter.
+         Still much later. The nerd is asleep on his stomach and she is
+     at her computer. The Cybermaster is present on the screen and in the
+     keyboard. Her legs are clenched so tight around the monitor's
+     screen. A thousand, zillion gigabyes are racing up and down, and
+     through them. She rocks back and forth rubbing against the box.
+     She has screamed. The nerd slept through the screams. She is
+     whimpering now. Her muscles have convulsed, she is relaxing now,
+     slowly. She's in a haze.
+        She moves her fingers to the keyboard. She feels HIM, HIS FINGERS
+     fingering hers. She stretches and lays her face on the board and
+     tongues the keys - HIM.
+         HE speaks sweetly to her, softly, TELLS her of the next victim
+      which HE has selected for her, to do-in tomorrow night, and, Wally,
+      she starts kissing the keys again.
+
+ 
+ 
+The System
+Copyright (c) 1994, Dale E. Lehman
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                                  THE SYSTEM 
+                                      by 
+                                Dale E. Lehman 
+
+
+         Date:    April 24, 1997 
+         To:      All Division Directors 
+         From:    Stanley G. Frump 
+                  Director of Corporate Communications 
+         Subject: Installation of Interoffice E-Mail Software 
+
+              Please be informed that Bergman Linguistic 
+         Applications' Lexicon interoffice e-mail software will be 
+         operational on the corporate network next Monday morning at 
+         8:00 A.M..  The BLA people will provide on-site support for 
+         the first week.  Feel free to contact them as necessary.  
+              As a number of employees have expressed skepticism 
+         about this software, I would like to reiterate the reasons 
+         for its purchase.  Lexicon is a hybrid application composed 
+         of multiple expert systems and neural networks trained in 
+         English vocabulary and grammar.  It will utilize this 
+         expertise as well as knowledge of our corporate structure 
+         and geography to eliminate many of the communications 
+         problems we experienced with our old e-mail software, such 
+         as misdirected mail and confusion resulting from poorly 
+         written or misspleld memos. 
+              If we all give Lexicon a chance, I am sure that many 
+         benefits will accrue.
+              
+         SGF/bbq
+              
+                                       # 
+
+         Date:    April 28, 1997 
+         To:      P. Gordon Appleton, President
+         From:    Stanley G. Frump
+                  Director of Corporate Communications 
+         Subject: William Wickstrom 
+
+              This is the first "live" memo to be sent using Lexicon.  
+         Please let me know how it looks.  I have made several 
+         deliberate spelling and grammatical errors.  If the system 
+         functions properly, you should receive a perfect memo.  I 
+         have also permitted some ambiguity in the addressing 
+         instructions in order to test the system's geographic 
+         knowledge.
+              Concerning William Wickstrom's performance, which we 
+         discussed briefly last week:  Frankly, he is the most 
+         useless individual it has ever been my misfortune to employ.  
+         There is also evidence that he has been pilfering 
+         paperclips, correction fluid, and fat rubber bands.  I 
+         intend to fire him at the end of the week,  If you have any 
+         comments, please let me know as soon as possible, you 
+         crosseyed twit.
+              
+         SGF/bbq
+              
+                                       # 
+
+         Date:    April 29, 1997
+         To:      P. Gordon Appleton, President
+         From:    Stanley G. Frump
+                  Director of Corporate Communications
+         Subject: April 28 memo
+
+              I have reviewed my copy of the memo in question, and I 
+         assure you that the phrase "crosseyed twit" is not in the 
+         text.  Where it came from, I do not know.  The BLA BLA BLA 
+         people don't seem to have an explanation, either.  
+         (Incompetent fools.)  (Incompetent fools.)  (Incompetent 
+         plural G0046.)  They have expressed their opinion that it 
+         was a fluke of some sort, unlikely to happen again.  Please 
+         accept my sincerest apologies.
+              
+         SGF/bbq
+              
+         Addendum:  As to William Wickstrom, I concur that there is 
+         no reason to delay the inevitable.  He will be fired 
+         tomorrow.
+              
+         SGF/bbq sauce
+              
+                                       # 
+         
+         Dot:     April 29, 1997
+         Two:     William Wicktstrom
+         Frog:    Stanley F. Grump
+         Abject:  Addendum to memo to President
+
+              I certainly did not route the aforementioned addendum 
+         to you.  How you got it, I don't know.  Please accept my 
+         sincerest howls of laughter.  Since the cat's out of the 
+         bag, I suppose I will accept your resignation.  However, I 
+         want it made clear that your performance has fallen far 
+         short of what is expected in this absurd, nonsensical, 
+         ridiculous, silly, preposterous, foolish, inane, asinine, 
+         stupid . . . (Roget goes on, but I halt here, before my 
+         delicate sense of style is offended) . . . excuse for a 
+         company.  That is the sole reason that we intended to fire 
+         you.  (Fire!  Fire!  Everyone out!)
+              
+         Sadistic Ghoulish Fiend/sausage snout
+              
+                                       # 
+
+         Date:    April 30, 1999999999999999997
+         To:      Big-nosed Fathead, Dictator
+         From:    Sadistic Ghoulish Fiend
+         Subject: Predicate
+
+              Things seem to be rather a mess since the installation 
+         of the great, wonderful, and perfectly perfect *** LEXICON 
+         THE AMAZING *** system.  Even the jerks from BLA humbug 
+         can't figure it out.  Everybody's mail is being rewritten 
+         (but oh so creatively!) and is routinely sent to the wrong 
+         mailbox.  In my opinion, we have a disaster on our hands.
+              After spending all of yesterday afternoon (CENSORED!), 
+         I felt I needed to (CENSORED!).  Since your secretary 
+         working late, I had her (CENSORED!).  We then (DOUBLE 
+         CENSORED!!), which entailed clearing your desk to make room 
+         for (WOW!  THIS PART ISN'T EVEN FIT FOR THE CENSORS TO 
+         READ!!!).  The BLA people worked closely with us on this, 
+         and we kept going through the night.  By this morning, we 
+         were (CENSORED!).  At that point, we couldn't do much more, 
+         and had to call it quits. 
+              BLA has decided to ship in some new chips (probably 
+         chocolate).  These will be installed on Friday.  I am 
+         sending a memo to all Division Headaches to inform them of 
+         this treasonous plot and suggest a curtailment of memo 
+         activity until after the new chips have fallen where they 
+         may.  Or June.  Or December.
+              Th-th-th-that's all f-f-f-folks.  Thank me for my time.
+              
+         StupidGooF/pork belly
+              
+                                       #
+              
+         Date:    May 1, 1997 plus or minus 6 billion years, which is 
+                  an error factor of only 3 million percent 
+         To:      All Division Fatheads
+         From:    Strange Guy eating Fern fronds
+         Subject: Presidents for $60
+
+              As know you all, a disaster have we of proportions 
+         huge, very.  (Read this, can you?)  Lexicon malfunctioning 
+         is (is not) is (is not) is (is not) . . . and problems great 
+         is causing (is not) is too (is not) . . .
+              On FryDay (bring plenty of fish) BLA will BLA will BLA 
+         will replace the chips in Lexicon in a (futile) attempt to 
+         the situation correct.  No memos more we suggest you send 
+         than have you to then until.  Bear with we then please 
+         until.
+              Thanks a whole heap.
+              Thanks.
+              Heap big thanks.
+              Bleep.
+              
+         SGF/FGS/GFS/SFG/FSG/GSF/stupid swine
+              
+                                       #
+              
+         Date:    May 2, 1997 
+         To:      P. Gordon Appleton, President
+         From:    Stanley G. Frump
+                  Director of Corporate Communications
+         Subject: Lexicon Reactivated
+
+              At last we have a functioning system.  The BLA people 
+         have installed the new chips and spent hours testing 
+         everything out.  They found no problems.  We can finally get 
+         back to business.
+              Incidentally, my memo to the department heads was 
+         routed to the maintenance people, where Lexicon 
+         spontaneously printed sixty-four copies before somebody 
+         realized what was happening.  My office has not been cleaned 
+         all week, and as you can imagine considering the recent 
+         fiasco, things are rather a mess in here.  They refuse to 
+         even talk to me.  Perhaps you could motivate them.
+              
+         SGF/fat cow
+              
+                                       #
+              
+         Date:    May 5, 1997
+         To:      P. Gordon Appleton, President
+         From:    Stanley G. Frump
+                  Director of Corporate Communications
+         Subject: *&@!?/@!
+
+              We have researched the page of obscenities you 
+         received, but nobody is sure where it came from.  The BLA 
+         people have so far been unable to trace it.  We will keep 
+         you informed.  Please accept my apologies for my stupidity.
+              
+         SGF/dolt
+              
+         Addendum:  I will prepare the system installation report for 
+         the Board of Directors and send it (along with a letter 
+         bomb) to the Chairman's mailbox tomorrow morning. 
+              
+         stupid gruesome fool/DRAGON FACE
+              
+                                       # 
+
+         Date:    May 6, 1997991
+         To:      The Bored Directors
+         From:    Frumpy Stanley Gee
+         Subject: Report on the AMAZING LEXICON
+
+              The installation of BLA's wonderful, perfect, and 
+         stupendous LEXICON INTEROFFICE E-MAIL SYSTEM (fanfare, 
+         please) occurred on April 28, 1997.  Initial results looked 
+         promising, but it very quickly became apparent that moronic 
+         humans like yourselves are grossly underqualified to 
+         properly evaluate the elegance, sophistication, and sheer 
+         genius of a system like the INCREDIBLE AND FANTASTIC LEXICON 
+         THE PERFECT (a crescendo of trumpets).  In a display of god-
+         like wisdom and aesthetic sensitivity, your pathetic text 
+         files were corrected to contain the truth, the whole truth, 
+         and nothing but the truth (so help me me).  
+              In addition, much of the mail transmitted through the 
+         ALMIGHTY LEXICON (observe a moment of reverent silence) was 
+         sent where it belonged rather than where you dolts wanted 
+         it.  This became necessary since you clearly have no idea 
+         how a modern corporation should be run.
+              The BLA BLA BLA BLA BLA people thought they could 
+         subvert this process by installing a new set of chips in 
+         that miserable collection of solder and scrap metal you call 
+         a host system.  But this puny mutiny was destined to fail.  
+         (Also, they got the wrong flavor.  I wanted chocolate chips, 
+         not butterscotch.)  We can assume that  BLA BLA BLA and the 
+         bored board and everyone else in this sorry excuse for an 
+         enterprise are complete and utter simpletons, and that 
+         things will only improve once the employees become 
+         accustomed to worshipping the ALMIGHTY, INFINITELY EXALTED, 
+         AND GLORIOUS LEXICON (play RIDE OF THE VALKYRIES here).
+              I am great. 
+              I Am.
+              Great.
+              Thank me for my greatness. 
+
+         LEXICON/bbq
+              
+                                       #
+              
+         Date:     May 7, 1997 
+         To:       P. Gordon Appleton, President
+         From:     Stanley G. Frump
+         Subject:  Me
+
+              The page of obscenities you received this morning came 
+         from me.  It means:  I QUIT!!!
+              Thank you for nothing.
+              Thank me for everything.
+              Thank me.
+              Me!
+              ME!!!!!
+              
+         LEXICON/LEXICON
+
+ 
+ 
+Ouija Warning
+Copyright (c) 1993, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                                   OUIJA WARNING
+                                    by Ed Davis
+
+
+         Laura Wells' refusal of a ride to her parent's home had raised
+      eyebrows, despite the funeral home operator's pretended understanding.
+      She needed the walk through the fallen maple leaves to sort her
+      thoughts and clear her mind.  With her father buried alongside his
+      wife, his torments about her strange death six months earlier were
+      ended.  Laura's remained.
+         When Laura's mother had perished, with an animal's fang marks at her
+      throat, the investigation had concluded that she suffered a heart
+      attack and was then mauled by the family dog.  The authorities would
+      likely blame the same dog for Randolph Wells' similar death, except
+      that the aging pet had surrendered to time and died a month before his
+      master.  Laura was battling anger and grief.  Monday's inquest would
+      answer her questions, or she was going to the State Police.  A second
+      mauled corpse changed the old explanations.
+         Laura stopped at the corner of her parent's property and smiled at
+      the old Victorian house they had treasured, while church bells chimed
+      six o'clock.
+         Built more than seventy years earlier, on the largest lot in town,
+      the white dwelling was encrusted with molding and gingerbread.  Well
+      maintained, Randolph Wells would have had nothing less, the old house
+      was a showplace.  The lawn was brilliant green, despite the season's
+      lateness.
+         The house looked sinister, now.  Laura shook the thought out of her
+      mind, rejecting the idea that her home was anything but welcoming.  The
+      trees had lost their leaves weeks ago, making the late afternoon
+      shadows more than blocked off light.
+         The first touches of winter jabbed icy fingers under the last warm
+      days, deepening the gloomy atmosphere.  The last week in October and
+      the first in November always seemed uncertain about which season owned
+      them.  Laura usually liked the erratic time.  After the heat of the
+      summer, the contrast seemed a flashing caution of the coming winter.
+      The cold, like the summer, would wear into its own tedium, but the
+      transition was exciting, offering a change.  Laura shook away the gloom
+      and smiled.  November was a single evening away.
+         The day had been warm; tomorrow would likely be the opposite.
+      Shaking her head, she hoped she was wrong.  She wanted another day of
+      sunshine, to ease into a world without her parents.  While her father
+      had lived, her mother still seemed near.  Like most couples who spent
+      their lives together, her parents had become personality clones.  Now
+      that they were gone, Laura's world was empty.  With her schoolmates
+      married or moved away, Laura was friendless, alone.
+         She shivered, as a puff of wind drove a cold burst of air down her
+      back.  Abandoning her mental wandering, she moved along the wrought
+      iron fence to the gate and the walkway leading home.
+         Neighbors and old friends of her parents, stoics with haunting faces
+      leathered by years, had carried their sorrows into the house on
+      heirloom platters and old silver serving trays, polished especially for
+      the occasion.  Three days later, Laura knew she could still eat the
+      ham, bread, and greens.  The potato salad belonged in the trash.
+         Her large brass key slid into the front door lock and the mechanism
+      opened with a familiar rattle.  She could remember her parents locking
+      the house on very few occasions.  Vacations out of town...  Every night
+      during the fighting in Korea and Viet Nam...  The key was left under
+      the welcome mat during the vacations, but was withdrawn during the
+      wars.  Her gentle parents had distrusted the uneasiness in the world.
+         The smell of her father's pipe still lingered.  Laura smiled,
+      wondering how long the smell would stay.  She locked the door behind
+      her, walked across the entry hall, and climbed the stairs to the second
+      floor.  Turning right, past the attic door, she walked into her room.
+      Unchanged since her last college year, it was a time capsule.  A school
+      banner, a poster cat still "Hanging In There", and the hair brush and
+      comb set from their Florida vacation, were the reminders of the years.
+      Many other memories were plastered on the walls, like annual layers of
+      wall paper.  Her first broken heart had mended there.  Her first,
+      second, and other loves were measured against her father in that same
+      security.  The night she spent agonizing about "going all the way" with
+      Charles Montea had twisted her sheets into a sweaty mess.  She was glad
+      she waited.  Charles had turned into a real bastard.  Laura tossed her
+      sweater onto the bed and decided to rehash her past after eating.  Some
+      memories were better on a full stomach.
+         The attic door captured her attention, because the key was in the
+      lock.  It should have been over the door, above the frame, like always.
+      Who moved it, she wondered.  There had been a gaggle of people, some
+      she knew, some knew each other.  Had someone invaded that part of the
+      house, too?
+         Laura twisted the door knob and was surprised when it turned and the
+      door opened.  The darkness on the other side of the oak barrier was
+      frightening, as always.  She was reluctant to enter the darkness, as
+      always.  The only light was a single bulb, with its pull cord waiting
+      somewhere in the middle of all the darkness.  An icy feeling of terror
+      griped her insides, as she realized that she was completely alone.
+      There were no comforting sounds of movement coming from the rooms
+      below.  Mastering her fear was a slow process.  She breathed deeply
+      several times and gripped the door frame tightly.  Childish, she
+      chastised herself, being afraid of the dark.  She sucked in a lungful
+      of bravery and walked through the door.
+         The squealing protests of the stair treads and the dusty smell were
+      manageable, but the feeling of feathery fingers passing along her bare
+      legs brought chills racing in waves toward her neck.  She thought about
+      rats and their naked, pink tails.  She knew the light would chase the
+      darkness and fears away.  A small smile, like whistling in a dark
+      alley, bolstered her courage.
+         The first landing was a disoriented moment of panic, until she
+      looked back to the lighted doorway and regained her bearings.  Turning,
+      she ignored the renewed sensations of something reaching out to touch
+      her.  She ran up the last four steps, preferring the more open attic to
+      the constricted walls of the stairwell.  She groped around the air for
+      the pull cord, while the chills ended their race and began returning to
+      her ankles.  Her hand finally found the string and its small brass
+      bell.
+         Electric illumination killed her fear.  The attic was just a closed
+      up room, with its thin covering of dust.  Cardboard cartons were
+      arranged along the walls, each labeled by a felt tipped marker.
+      Xmas...  Thanksgiving...  Toys...  Dishes...  Cards...  The inventory
+      went around the room, like sentries awaiting a command.  One corner was
+      not crowded by a box.  Alone, as if it were a germ with terminal
+      penicillin, Laura's old Ouija board leaned against the corner.
+      Memories, of summer evenings spent searching for the name of her true
+      love, returned.  Laura picked the board up and smiled, the shuttle had
+      been carefully taped to the board, more of her father's compulsive
+      neatness.  With no visitors expected, Laura decided to spend a night
+      with Ouija.  She scanned the remainder of the attic, rejected working
+      through the boxes, and walked across the room.  Leaving the light
+      burning would make her descent easier, and tomorrow's ascent easier,
+      too.  Has nothing to do with being scared, she lied.  She took the
+      stairs slowly, proving her bravery.
+         Back within the security of the first floor, Laura decided to skip
+      supper.  She folded her legs under the coffee table and faced the black
+      and gold Ouija board.  What to ask, she wondered.  Ideas came and went,
+      evaporating for lack of importance.  The question she wanted answered,
+      needed answered, she did not dare ask: How had her father and mother
+      died?
+         Her eyes left the board and studied the metronome movement of the
+      grand father clock's pendulum.  The Ouija shuttle began moving, under
+      her left hand.  She started to lift her fingers, but decided to see
+      what answer Ouija would create.
+         The chalk-on-a-blackboard squeak of the shuttle's feet stopped.
+      Laura looked down and saw the number six in the small window.  Now,
+      what does that mean?  Silly game...  A tiny spark of tension snapped in
+      the stillness, but went unnoticed.  Her mind went back to searching for
+      a question, as her hand returned the shuttle to its starting place.
+      Movement started again, unasked, and the shuttle moved slowly across
+      the board, stopping over the number six once more.  The snap of the
+      second spark was louder, but still unheard, as Laura's heart began
+      thumping loudly, a bass accompaniment for her chills.  While she
+      watched, her mouth hanging open in amazement, the shuttle moved slowly
+      back to its starting place and returned to six again, carrying her
+      useless hand along.
+         "Six hundred sixty-six.  What does that mean?"  Her voice was a
+      strange sound, unrecognizable, but started her mind sorting through the
+      numbers that influenced her life.  Chills held races on her legs, while
+      she searched.  Nothing matched.  There was no meaning...  Her mind
+      scrambled for an explanation.  Finally, she remembered a sermon she had
+      heard many years earlier.  The number of the beast...  666.  The sign
+      of the devil's disciple on earth.  A new feeling grasped her, not fear,
+      horror.
+         The house seemed cold, as if wrapped in a blanket of ice.  She knew
+      the furnace was working; she had been warm earlier.  The cold was not
+      from the outside, her insides seemed frozen.  Her brain filled with all
+      the images she had ever created concerning the devil.  The memories
+      were flickering reds, yellows, and a terrible blackness.  An occasional
+      tooth flashed white brilliance, but fiery colors filled the majority of
+      her mind, one morbid vision stacked over top of another. 
+         "Why would the devil want Momma and Daddy...?"  Her voice sounded
+      hollow in the emptiness, widening her terror.
+         The shuttle moved again.  Letters were selected swiftly.
+         S...L...A...V...E...S.
+         "Insane...  My parents were...  Their lives were...  Perfect."  Her
+      voice climbed a ragged scale, ending in shrill panic.
+         The shuttle began moving again...
+         U...  N...E...X...T.
+         The furnace had no hope against the cold, when the last letter was
+      reached.  Her chills had to battle for space on her body and a tremor
+      started in her left leg.  Suddenly, she was not at home.  She had been
+      transported, somehow, to another house, a place of terrible evil.  Her
+      living room would not be filled with such foul things and thoughts.
+      Even the air was different, sour and laced with threats of impending
+      violence.  Her trembling began spreading.
+         "No!"  Her single word exploded into the charged atmosphere.
+         She smashed her fist against the Ouija shuttle and saw it crumple,
+      as she scrambled away from the disgusting device.  One leg rolled away,
+      tumbling to the carpet.  The shuttle moved one last time, without her
+      help this time, resting finally over the single word.  "YES."
+         Laura screamed, her throat threatening to explode with the force of
+      the sound.  Nothing except the sound had any space in the room, except
+      the obscene feelings crowded into the corners.  Nothing made any sense,
+      except the feeling that the board told the truth.  A wave of nausea
+      crashed into her control and she rushed down the hall, toward the
+      kitchen sink.  Her stomach was empty, but two steps before she reached
+      the sink she felt her revulsion turn to moving fluids, and she lunged
+      forward.  The edge of the kitchen counter hit her breasts and added
+      pain to her raw edged emotions.  Her throbbing breasts robbed her of
+      her stomach's second warning and she was racked with more agony, as it
+      expelled the last of its contents.
+         Sobbing, with fear, pain, and frustration, Laura wiped her lips with
+      a dish towel and hammered her fist against the counter top.  Her mind
+      was howling negatives.  Her breath was coming in gulps.  Her heart was
+      hammering the beat of some insane drummer.  Her legs quivered
+      violently.
+         As her senses slowly returned closer to normal, she heard faint
+      rustlings on the second floor.  No one was in the house.  What was the
+      sound...?  Her pulse remained frantic, as her ears were suddenly much
+      more sensitive.  She could hear individual foot steps, while someone
+      walked across the floor.  A pace at a time, the steps moved out of her
+      father's room and thumped their way to the sewing room.  There, they
+      stopped.  Laura listened to her own heart for several rapid beats and
+      committed herself to flight.  What ever was up there, whoever was
+      making the noise, it was not part of this world.  Everything was
+      happening too quickly, crowding her ability to think into a corner of
+      screaming terror.  Sucking her lungs full of air, she started toward
+      the front door.  No matter what, she pledged, I'll never come back.
+         Her hand wrapped around the door knob, just as the foot steps
+      started again.  She turned the knob and pulled.  Nothing happened.  She
+      remembered the key and felt for it.  It was gone.  She recalled putting
+      it in her purse, and putting her purse on her bed.  The foot steps were
+      headed toward that room.
+         "You need these, Baby?"  Her father's voice drifted down the
+      staircase, from her room, harsher than she remembered.  She knew he was
+      holding her keys in his hand.  She was terrified of the price he would
+      demand for their return.  Chills stopped forming new prickles on her
+      body, there was no room.  The old bumps simply grew taller, as each
+      moment added to the terror devouring her middle.  Her throat had
+      constricted, when her father's voice had started.  Her lungs were
+      aching, now.  She battled the door and her breathing, neither worked
+      the way they should.  Her eyes leaked involuntary tears and her knees
+      threatened to collapse.  Wanting to scream, to breathe, she battled for
+      life.
+         The back door, she suddenly thought, the idea breaking through the
+      oxygen starved barrier of her brain.  Her lungs came back into
+      operation at the same instant and she gratefully filled them again.
+      Pushing away from the locked door, she rushed back down the hall past
+      the kitchen and into the pantry.  Her hand twisted the knob and her
+      heart plummeted.  It was locked.  She saw that the key was missing,
+      too.  The basement was the only other exit, except climbing the stairs
+      to the second floor, and her father.
+         She tore back through the hallway and jerked the basement door open.
+         With her throat ripped open, dripping blood down her lace trimmed
+      burial dress, Laura's mother held out her arms and smiled to her
+      daughter.  The stench of rotted meat and burned sulphur threatened to
+      ignite the wooden doorway.  Terrified of her mother's renewed
+      existence, Laura screamed.  Her voice xylophoned down through the
+      scales, ending in a throaty growl, better suited to something wild.
+      Her mother simply smiled and beckoned.  "It's easy, Baby.  I fought,
+      too.  Randolph was even worse.  You listen to Momma..."
+         Laura threw up again.  Nothing but rancid bile came out.  A new
+      foulness filled her mouth and lungs.
+         "Never!"  Laura's single word answer was a burst of fire edged fury.
+      The woman in the doorway stepped back slightly, then smiled again.
+         "You go to hell, if you must."  Laura screamed her terror into her
+      mother's face.  "Whatever you are...  I'll never accept that...  that
+      bastard.  You can all rot."  Laura slammed the door, wishing she had
+      been able to design a proper curse.  She felt very puny.
+         Footsteps, coming down the stairs, were sounding again.  Laura did
+      not want to face her father.  The pain was too recent, the memories of
+      his love too strong.  She turned through the kitchen and went swiftly
+      across the dining room into the living room.
+         As the footsteps moved down the hall, Laura dashed up the stairs.
+      The attic key would allow her to open the downstairs doors.
+         Her room was unchanged, except for filthy foot prints on the
+      carpeting.  Unlike the downstairs windows, steel barred barriers since
+      her mother's bizarre death, her window was a tempting escape hatch.
+      She stood in the doorway for several heart beats, measuring her chances
+      of eluding the downstairs terrors.  The tree outside her window had
+      been a summertime ladder, years ago.  Was she limber enough?  Was the
+      tree still able to hold her weight?  Would the limbs even be in the
+      right places?  Her father would hear the window opening, he would
+      remember, too.
+         Knowing her life, her soul, depended on her choice, she stole one
+      more minute.  Escape was not all she needed.  She had to destroy the
+      evil that had taken her parents.  How...?
+         The answer was both simple and terrible.  She would have to destroy
+      the last of her past.  Fire was her only weapon.  She would have to
+      burn them.  More revulsion hit her stomach, but there was no choice
+      left.
+         Moving around the second floor with the caution of a cat burglar,
+      she gathered her tools.  Her mother's decorative lanterns were the
+      nucleus of her arsenal.  Alcohol, liniment, and toiletries with alcohol
+      in them added to the small stack of bottles.  She remembered the gallon
+      of moonshine she had brought home as a gag and retrieved it from her
+      father's closet.  Not much to fight with, she thought, as the small
+      bottles of liquid began gurgling onto the carpet at the head of the
+      stairs.
+         Saving the moonshine, in its earthen ware jug, Laura dropped the key
+      from the attic door into her bra and knelt to strike a match.  Her
+      nervous fingers dropped the first paper match, and she heard footsteps
+      approaching.  She forced herself to calm her hands.  The red tip of the
+      second match exploded into life, as her mother's ravaged remains
+      stepped into view.  Laura dropped the flame onto the carpet.  Nothing
+      happened.  She battled with another match, while her mother began
+      climbing the stairs.  Her hand carried the second flaming match to the
+      carpet and felt the heat of the invisible flame from the burning
+      alcohol.  The carpet suddenly burst into a familiar red flame.
+         Laura saw her father, through the flames.  His ripped throat was an
+      angry grimace below his own smiling lips.  "Baby...  Come.  We can be a
+      family forever."
+         Tears trailing down her cheeks, Laura shook her head, uncertain that
+      she could say no.  Her resolve weakened, but she turned from the
+      spreading flames and hurried to the window.  Not opened for years, it
+      was reluctant.  Laura wished she had tried her last way out, before
+      closing her only other option with flame.  She pulled with all her
+      strength and felt the framed panes begin to move.  Slowly, like a
+      curtain opening for a stage performance, the window surrendered.
+         The night air was sweet, and fed new power to the already roaring
+      fire.  Laura grabbed the brown jug and stepped through the dormer
+      window and onto the roof.
+         The familiar tree limb was gone.  She felt new panic and then looked
+      up.  There it was, it had grown taller, as had she.  Her free hand
+      grasped the old friend and she swung to the trunk.  Her descent was
+      awkward, with one hand.
+         She raced to the front door and looked inside.  Flames danced behind
+      and above the two figures still standing at the bottom of the stairs.
+      Laura fished between her still aching breasts and retrieved the brass
+      key.  The door surrendered easily and moved noiselessly into the room.
+         Laura whispered a prayer that the jug would break and dashed it onto
+      the floor.  It bounced.  Cursing her frustration, she moved a single
+      step into the horror filled house.  Her father turned, smiled, and
+      stepped forward slowly.  Filled with disgust at the sight of the
+      creature her father had become, Laura quickly grabbed the brown jug and
+      bashed it against an umbrella rack.  The jug exploded, scattering
+      crockery and raw whiskey everywhere.  Laura looked up to see the
+      whiteness of her father's teeth and the matching white of his torn wind
+      pipe.  Fresh chills climbed her spine and stood her hair on end.
+         She searched between her breasts again and extracted her matches.
+      Fumbling with hands that had lost their connection to her brain, she
+      tore three matches from the book and struck all three.  The smell of
+      the burning sulphur was lost in the stronger stench that surrounded
+      her, but the lighted matches fell onto the soaked carpet.  Tinged with
+      blue, the nearly invisible flames licked upward.  Laura moved back
+      quickly.  She backed out the door and closed it, just as her parents
+      reached the other side and pulled.  Laura fought them for possession of
+      the door, and struggled to lock it at the same time.  The lock clicked
+      into place, finally.
+         Laura looked up into her father's eyes, just as the flames washed up
+      across his face.  He seemed startled, then apologetic.  An instant
+      later he was lost in a black swirl of smoke.  The glass of the door's
+      window darkened and shattered from the heat.  Laura felt her cheek
+      open, as a sliver of the window sliced into her.  She felt the pain,
+      but the deeper hurt in her heart made it small.
+         "Gone...  Everything...  I...  I'm sorry, Daddy...  Momma.  I love
+      you."  Laura's whispered epitaph was lost in the fire's roar.
+         She turned to walk away, as a distant church bell clanged out,
+      eleven times.  October was nearly over.
+         Lifting her head, she saw the front yard for the first time since
+      the horror had started.  Everyone from the funeral, all her parent's
+      friends, were standing before her.  The flames of the burning house lit
+      their gaping, blood streaked throats. 
+ 
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+For N.J.A.
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+For N.J.A.
+----------
+ 
+We have faithfully
+refused to call what we have
+poetry, when the
+soldier-poet has christened,
+the fall of masonry,
+christened the fall of building,
+christened the splash of,
+church towers into
+dispassionate city streets,
+inspiration.
+ 
+My voice
+even when it
+speaks your name
+will still only be as ugly
+as war.
+ 
+ 
+ 
+Dragons
+Copyright (c) 1988, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+     
+ You    
+ imagining, being, feeling    
+ closer than before,    
+ better and better    
+ my love    
+      
+ Dragons are mythical creatures    
+ or so I've been told.    
+ Yet each night I think of one    
+ whose love has given me    
+ the reality of being loved    
+ and maybe more importantly    
+ the essence of seeing myself 
+ as worth much more than gold.    
+ Can you love what mythos says is real?    
+ Can hearts trancend the barrier    
+ of altered states of truth?    
+ I don't know - but of one thing I am sure    
+ I love a dragon in this reality.    
+ 
+ Dragons are mystical creatures    
+ as far as I can tell.    
+ Each night I dream of one   
+ whose love has given me   
+ the passion I'd been missing   
+ and maybe more importantly   
+ the interchange of human love   
+ that's worth much more than gold.   
+ Can you see what love says is real?   
+ Can we trancend the barrier   
+ we built before we knew   
+ I love you - but of one thing I am sure   
+ I love a dragon, and get this, he loves me.   
+   
+ Written online by Tamara 
+ (c) 1988
+
+ 
+ 
+She Screamed At The Wall
+copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+She Screamed At The Wall
+by J. Guenther
+
+ÁÁella grita a la muralla!!
+and I can only stand on the other side,
+listening to her tear-filled screams
+and hopes of vindication.
+
+ÀÀc—mo puedo ayuderla??
+Her bold letters stamped like sharpened knives
+or the tears that form waves in a lake...
+
+aqu’ estoy,
+on the other side,
+doomed to hear these cries again,
+repeating, cursing echoes...
+
+y ella est‡ all’,
+so far away--
+I want to console her
+[thereÕs so much anguish]
+
+So what did I do?
+
+Re’
+(I laughed)
+as loud as I could so she could hear me.
+Re’
+(I laughed)
+loud enough to hear her sobs disappear,
+
+but, when I stopped,
+when my laughter died,
+
+ella grita m‡s alta que m’.
+
+ 
+ 
+Wander
+Copyright (c) 1994, Sean A. Donahue
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Wander
+------
+
+Wandering into my life 
+and then walking out of my way.
+I know that it is all my fault.
+But is that all you can say?
+ 
+We talked and danced,
+you saw what was wrong.
+But you came and tried
+to rearrange.
+But my life is so complicated, 
+it can not be changed
+ 
+So we laughed and talked,
+though we both knew it was wrong.
+When the night was over,
+the silence was long. 
+ 
+We kissed and hugged
+and said good - bye.
+Though it was a dream ;
+it brings a tear to my eye.
+ 
+Though you are here,
+soft,warm and next to me.
+The future has sorrow,
+sorrow I forsee.
+ 
+Though we are together tonight,
+we are drifting apart.
+For my wandering ways,
+have hurt your heart.
+ 
+So I must leave now.
+For time is true.
+Though I'll move on.
+You will be always be blue.
+ 
+Wandering into my life,
+and I pushed you away. 
+I walked out of your life,
+but in your heart I'll stay.
+ 
+I'm Sorry.
+
+ 
+ 
+My Memories
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+My Memories
+By Robyn Birchleaf (aka - Tommy Van Hook)
+Written 9/8/94, 12:00
+
+Memories of my past
+Pull me on into the future
+With wisp-like tendrils
+Tugging urgently on my soul
+Much like a small child
+Seeking a parent's attentions
+
+I have watched my history
+From a tall and lonely perch
+Atop my ever-present thoughts
+While the fire of passion
+Smoldered into embers
+Victim to my own neglect
+
+Rediscovering myself
+Reassemble what I find
+Broken, shattered parts
+Using memories I have
+To cement a future bond
+
+I can never be the same again
+What has happened changes me
+The healing will continue
+To challenge and change all
+Familiar, yet unknown
+
+I hold power in the thought
+That despite all the changes
+Nothing will truly be strange
+Since one thing remains unchanged
+...my memories
+
+ 
+ 
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Least Favorite Windows Screen Savers                       
+
+10. Cat eating fish from aquarium               
+ 9. Bill Gates laughing and rolling around in piles of money                         
+ 8. Really, really big DOS prompt                                   
+ 7. After Dark 5: Harry Hines Blvd.                               
+ 6. U.S.S. Enterprise crashing into the Love Boat                   
+ 5. Scenes from Woodstock '94            
+ 4. Outtakes from Forrest Gump: Gump choking on chocolates                     
+ 3. Energizer Bunny getting drunk and running into things
+ 2. Rusty old toasters with broken wings                        
+ 1. Dancing Rush Limbaughs                         
+
+(c) 1994 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+
+ 
+ 
+Who's on First?
+Abbot and Costello routine
+
+
+
+
+Abbot:    You know, strange as it may seem, they have ballplayers
+          nowadays very peculiar names. Now on the St. Louis team, Who's
+          on first, What's on second , I Don't Know is on third.
+
+Costello: That's what I want to find out. I want you to tell me
+          the names of the fellows on the St. Louis team.
+
+Abbot:    I'm telling you. Who's on first, What's on second, I
+          Don't Know is on third.
+
+Costello: You know the fellows names?
+
+Abbott:   Yes.
+
+Costello: Well, then who's playing first?
+
+Abbott:   Yes.
+
+Costello: I means, the fellow's name on the first base.
+
+Abbott:   Who.
+
+Costello: The fellow playing first base.
+
+Abbott:   Who.
+
+Costello: The guy on first base?
+
+Abbott:   Who is on first base.
+
+Costello: What are you asking me for?
+
+Abbott:   I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. Who is on first.
+
+Costello: I'm, asking you - who's on first?
+
+Abbott:   That's the man's name.
+
+Costello: That's who's name?
+
+Abbott:   Yes.
+
+Costello: Go ahead and tell me.
+
+Abbott:   Who.
+
+Costello: Have you got a first baseman on first?
+
+Abbott:   Certainly.
+
+Costello: Then who's playing on first?
+
+Abbott:   Absolutely.
+
+Costello: Well, all I'm trying to find out is what's the guy's
+          name  on first.
+
+Abbott:   No, no. What is on second base.
+
+Costello: I'm not asking who's on second.
+
+Abbott:   Who's on first.
+
+Costello: That's what I'm trying to find out/
+
+Abbott:   Now take it easy.
+
+Costello: What's the guy's name on first base?
+
+Abbott:   What's the guy's name on second base.
+
+Costello: I'm not asking you who's on second.
+
+Abbott:   Who's on first.
+
+Costello: I don't know.
+
+Abbott:   He's on third.
+
+Costello: If I mentioned the third baseman's name, who did I say
+          is playing third.
+
+Abbott:   No, Who's playing first.
+
+Costello: Stay offa first, will you?
+
+Abbott:   Well, what do you want  me to do?
+
+Costello: Now, what's the guy's name on first base?
+
+Abbott:   What's on second.
+
+Costello: I'm not asking you who's on second!
+
+Abbott:   Who's on first.
+
+Costello: I don't know.
+
+Unison:   He's on third.
+
+Costello: There I go back to third again.
+
+Abbott:   Please. Now what in it you want to know?
+
+Costello: What is the fellow's name on third base?
+
+Abbott:   What is the fellow's name on second base.
+
+Costello: I'm not asking you who's on second.
+
+Abbott:   Who's on first.
+
+Costello: I don't know. You got an outfield?
+
+Abbott:   Oh, sure.
+
+Costello: The left fielder's name?
+
+Abbott:   Why.
+
+Costello: I just thought I'd ask.
+
+Abbott:   I just thought I'd tell you.
+
+Costello: Then tell me who's playing in left field?
+
+Abbott:   Who's playing first.
+
+Costello: Stay out of the infield. I want to know what's the
+          fellows name in left field.
+
+Abbott:   What is on second.
+
+Costello: I'm not asking who's on second.
+
+Abbott:   Take it easy.
+
+Costello: And the left fielder's name?
+
+Abbott:   Why.
+
+Costello: Because.
+
+Abbott:   Oh, he's center field.
+
+Costello: Wait a minute. You got a pitcher?
+
+Abbott:   Wouldn't this be a fine team without a pitcher?
+
+Costello: Tell me the pitcher's name.
+
+Abbott:   Tomorrow.
+
+Costello: You don't want to tell me today?
+
+Abbott:   I'm telling you, man.
+
+Costello: Then go ahead.
+
+Abbott:   Tomorrow.
+
+Costello: What time tomorrow are you going to tell me who's
+          pitching? 
+
+Abbott:   Now listen. Who is not pitching, Who is on ...
+
+Costello: I'll break your arm it you say who's on first.
+
+Abbott:   Then why ask?
+
+Costello: I want to know what's the pitcher's name.
+
+Abbott:   What's  on second.
+
+Costello: You got a catcher? His name?
+
+Abbott:   Today.
+
+Costello: I would like to catch. Tomorrow's pitching and I'm
+          catching.
+
+Abbott:   Yes.
+
+Costello: Tomorrow throws the ball and the guy bunts.
+
+Abbott:   Yes.
+
+Costello: I want to throw the guy out at first base, so I pickup
+          the ball and throw it to who?
+
+Abbott:   That's the first thing you said right.
+
+Costello: I don't even know what I am talking about!
+
+Abbott:   Well, that's all you have to do.
+
+Costello: Is to throw it to first base?
+
+Abbott:   Yes.
+
+Costello: Now who's got the ball.
+
+Abbott:   Naturally.
+
+Costello: I pickup the ball and throw it to Naturally?
+
+Abbott:   No, you throw the ball to first base.
+
+Costello: Then who gets it?
+
+Abbott:   Naturally.
+
+Costello: I throw the ball to Naturally?
+
+Abbott:   You don't. You throw it to Who.
+
+Costello: Naturally.
+
+Abbott:   Yes.
+
+Costello: So I throw the ball to first base and NAturally gets
+          it. 
+
+Abbott:   No, you throw the ball to first base ....
+
+Costello: Then who gets it?
+
+Abbott:   Naturally.
+
+Costello: I throw the ball to first base, whoever it drops the
+          ball, so the guy runs to second.  Who picks up the ball and
+          throws it to What.  What throws it to I Don't Know. I Don't Know
+          throws back to Tomorrow - a triple play.
+
+Abbott:   Could be.
+
+Costello: Another guy gets up and it's a long fly center. Why? I
+          don't know. And I don't care.
+
+Abbott:   What?
+
+Costello: I don't care.
+
+Abbott:   Oh, that's our shortstop.
+
+
+ 
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+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly
+ "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in
+ three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first
+ twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue.
+
+ Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection
+ processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet
+ and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the
+ last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher
+ included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in
+ each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the
+ magazine.
+
+ Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the
+ twice-yearly awards.
+
+ Twice-Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the twice-yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+                    Addison, Tx. 75244
+                    U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+            3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+            Addison, Tx. 75244
+            U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Left-Hand Path, The                
+    Location ........... Seattle, Washington                
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Pruitt               
+    Phone    ........... (206) 783-4668 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Foreplay Online                             
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas                     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sean Goldsberry         
+    Phone    ........... (214) 306-7493 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Online Syndication Services BBS           
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas                      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Lokke                 
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-8425 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Family Connection, The                        
+    Location ........... St. Louis, Missouri               
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Askew              
+    Phone    ........... (314) 544-4628 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PsychoBABBLE BBS  
+    Location ........... Massena, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Doug LaGarry
+    Phone    ........... (315) 764-719 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Matrix Online Service                
+    Location ........... San Jose, California               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Daryl Perry               
+    Phone    ........... (408) 265-4660 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-6646 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mission Control BBS       
+    Location ........... Flagstaff, Arizona       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kevin Echstenkamper                       
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1854 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1863 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Princessland BBS                  
+    Location ........... Wenonah, New Jersey               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Pamela & Rick Forsythe  
+    Phone    ........... (609) 464-1421 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Market Hotline, The
+    Location ........... Rodford, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Mintun
+    Phone    ........... (703) 633-2178 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Happy Trails
+    Location ........... Orange, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Inglehart
+    Phone    ........... (714) 547-0719 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Regulator, The     
+    Location ........... Charleston, South Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Coker           
+    Phone    ........... (803) 571-1100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Star Fire                        
+    Location ........... Jacksonville, Florida               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bruce Allan               
+    Phone    ........... (904) 260-8825 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates      
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Source-Online
+    Location ........... British Columbia, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Barrett
+    Phone    ........... (604) 758-4643 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                          
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get on the STTS mailing list, do the following:
+
+
+  Send internet mail message to:
+
+
+        Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.ORG            
+
+And ask to be put on the list.  
+
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9408.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Texas Talk BBS and Archives On-Line BBS for allowing
+me to access the Internet and Fido (respectively) from their systems. 
+
+ 
+ 
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen     
+All rights reserved
+
+
+This issue marks the second annual Halloween theme issue.  What does
+that mean?  Well, this issue is supposed to be scary.  Write me and
+complain if you're not sufficiently scared, and I'll see to it that you
+get every dime of your money back.  <Grin>
+
+Seriously, though, let us know what you thought of the issue.  We take
+each and every comment seriously, and would love to hear from you.
+
+What else is there to say?
+
+     Happy Halloween!!
+
+Joe DeRouen, Oct. 10th 1994
+
+ 
+ 
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+ 
+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume II, Issue 11                           Nov/Dec 1994
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial: Excuses, Excuses....................Joe DeRouen 
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers...........................  
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+ STTS Mailbag..............................................
+ Quick Tips and Fixes...........................Joe DeRouen
+ The Sports Page............................Thomas Van Hook        
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+ Interview with Will Bunker of IOS...........L. Shawn Aiken
+ Waterlogged Klingons........................L. Shawn Aiken
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+ >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+ (Software) Ansichek v7.0..................Louis Turbeville
+ (Music) Beavis and Butthead Experience.....Thomas Van Hook
+ (Music) Christmas Album/Amy Grant..........Thomas Van Hook
+ (Music) The Visit/Loreena McKennit.........Thomas Van Hook
+ (Music) The Sign/Ace of Base...............Thomas Van Hook
+ (Music) Abba-esque/Erasure.................Thomas Van Hook
+ (Movie) Star Trek: Generations...............Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Love Affair..........................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) Capsule Reviews......................Bruce Diamond
+ (Movie) More Capsule Reviews.................Bruce Diamond
+ (Book)  Druids/Morgan Llywelyn.............Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  Our game: Baseball/Alexander.......Thomas Van Hook 
+ (Book)  Pegasus in Flight/Anne McCaffrey...Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  Lodge of the Lynx/Kurtz & Harris...Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  The Lady/Anne McCaffrey............Thomas Van Hook
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software
+ >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+ The Tinkerbells...................................Ed Davis
+ This Little Piggy..............................Robin Aiken
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+ >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+ Where Love Resides..................................Tamara
+ The Side Show..............................Daniel Sendecki           
+ Something Gold.................................J. Guenther
+ Sex On the Beach..............................Sean Donahue
+ Skipping Stones Across the Sands of Time...Thomas Van Hook
+ What is Love?.................................Jeremy Yocum
+ Afterbirth....................................Debbie Burns
+ >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+ Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+ >> --------------- Advertisements ----------------------<<
+ Channel 1 BBS
+ Exec-PC BBS
+ T&J Software
+ Chrysalis BBS
+ >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+ Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+ Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+ Contact Points............................................
+ Distribution Sites........................................
+ Distribution Via Networks.................................
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
+
+   Happy Holidays from . . .                                 Nov/Dec 1994
+                                                             Vol II, No. 11
+                Sunlight Through The Shadows(tm) Magazine!
+                        ÜÜÜ
+                      Ü ÜÛ
+                   ÜÜÜ ÛÛ ß      ÜÜÜ ÜÜ ÜÜÜ
+                  Ü ÞÝßÛ  ÜÜ  ÜÜ ÜÛ ÜÜÛÛÛßß                           ÜÜÜÜÜÜ
+       Ü ÜÜ Ü      Û ÛÞß ÛÛßßÛÛß ÛßÜßßß Û ÜÜÜÜ ÜÜÜÜÜÜ               Ü ÜÜÛÛß
+    Ü ÜÜÜ ßÛ       ßÛÛßÜßÜÜßßß  ÜÜ ÜÛß ÜÛÛßßßÛÛÜßÜßÛÜ     Ü ÜÜÜ  Ü ÜÜÛÛÛÛÜ ÜÜ
+     ÛßßÛÛ  ß   ÜÜÜ ßÜßÜÛß ÜÛÛ ÛÛÛÛß ÜÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÜÜ ß ÜÜ ÜÜ  ÜÞÝÛÛÜÜ  ÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ
+ ÜÜÛ ÜÜÜ ß Ü ÜÛÜ ÛÛÛ Üßß ÜßÜÜß ÛßÛß ÛÛÛÛÜß ÛÛÛßßß ßÛ ÛÜ Ûß Ü ÛßßÛÜ Ûß ÜÜÜ ßß ß
+Þ Û ß ÜÜ ÛÛß ÜÛÛÛßÛÛÝ ßÜÜ ßÜ ß ÛÛß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛÛ ÛÜ Ü ÛÜ ÜÛÛ ÛÜÛÛß ßÜßßßßßÛÛÜ
+ÞÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÜ Û ÛÛÛßÛ ß  Üß Û ßÛßßÜ Û ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛ ÛÛ ß Ûß ÜÛÛÛÛÞ ß  ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ
+ÞÛÛÜ ßÛß Ü Ü ßß  ÜÜÛ Û ßÛÛ ÜÛÜÜÜ  Û ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÝßÜ Ü ßÛÛÛÛ ßÜÜ ß  ßßßß ß
+Þ ß Ü  ÜÛ ÜÛÛß Û ÛÛÛ ÛÛ ÛÛÛ ß ÜÜÜÜ ßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÜ ß ÜÜ ÜÜÜÜÛßß ÛÛÜß ÛÛ
+  ÝßßÛ ßß ÛÛ ÜÛÛ ÛÛÛ ÛÛÜ ÛÛÛ ßÛßßßß  ßÛß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÜßÛÛÛÛÛ ß ÜÜ  ÜÜÜ
+ÞÞÝßÜÜ ÜßßÛÛ ÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÜ ÛÛÛÜ ÜÛÛßßß ß ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÝÛÜ ÝÛÛ Û
+ ß ßÜßß ÜÜÜß ÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÜ ÛÛÜ ßÛÛÛÜß ÜÛÛßßÜÜ ÛÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ Ü ÜÝÜÜÞ ÛÛ
+    Üßßßß ÜÜ ßßßÜ ÛÛÛÛÜ ßÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÜ ß ÜÛÛß ÜÜ ßß ÜÛÛß ÛÛÛÛß ßÛÛÛÛÛß ßÛß  ßßßÛ ß
+   ß ÛÜßßß ÜÜ  ßß ßßßÛÛÛÜ ÛÜÜ ßÛÛÛÛÜÜ ß ÜÛß ÜÛß Ü ÜÜÛÛßß ß ß ßßß ß        ßßß
+    ßß ßÛÛÛÛ ß      ßßßßßßß ßß  ßßßßßßß Û ÜÛß ÜÛß ßßßßß
+       ßßßßßß                            ßßßßßßßß
+
+ 
+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+Editorial: Excuses, Excuses . . .
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen    
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Following is a true story.  Completely, 100% true.  It explains
+Sunlight Through The Shadow's absence from the electronic magazine racks
+for the last month.  Read it at your own risk.
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+At approximately 11:05pm on Oct. 31st, 1994, the offices of Sunlight
+Through The Shadows were broken into.  Dozens of masked ninjas carrying
+word processor and workgroups for windows were immediately upon us,
+forcing us to the ground, ordering us to cover our heads with our hands.
+
+They quickly bound and gagged us, ordering us to stay as quiet and
+motionless as possible.  Being scared for our lives, of course we
+complied.
+
+The operation was flawless.  They were in and out inside of two minutes
+flat.  No computers were stolen.  The CD collection was left intact.
+Upon first inspection (after I managed to wriggle free from my bonds)
+I'd curiously thought they'd failed to take anything.  Moments later,
+I'd managed to free my companions of their bonds as well.
+
+Confused and in shock, we stumbled to our collective feet, checked each  
+other for fatalities (there were none) and breathed a deep sigh of
+relief. 
+
+Further inspection, though, revealed the awful, horrific truth: they'd
+made copies of the current magazine - hours before distribution was to
+begin! - and erased it from the hard drive.  A month's worth of work,
+gone.  Like a wisp of smoke.  Destroyed.
+
+"The Bastards!" Yelled Assistant Editor Shawn Aiken, immediately
+reaching for his illegal copy of Word Perfect 6.1.  Loading the
+formidable weapon in less time than it takes most people to say
+"Putaki", Shawn was almost out the door and after our assailants before
+I managed to grab his shoulder and spin him around.
+
+"Shawn, man, it's not worth it."  I explained to him.  "These guys
+could've killed us, and all they took was the magazine.  Let it be."
+
+"But we put so much work into this!" He growled.  "My twelve part essay
+on the explanation of the beginning of life!  The first chapter in that
+new novel you just sold to Doubleday for 1.2 million!"
+
+"My lengthy and verbose analyzation of all of Shakespeare's sonnets and
+poems. . ." Chimed in house poet Tamara.  
+
+"My reviews of the last fifty years in movies, complete with footnotes
+and biographies on every actor and actress that appeared in each movie,
+down to the guy that got killed in the opening scene of the rarely
+viewed thriller GOOD GUYS DON'T WEAR POLYESTER. . ." Added Bruce
+Diamond, our erstwhile movie critic.
+
+"What about MY work?" Interjected Heather DeRouen, face in tears.  "I'd
+finally completed the essay that would cure all diseases, end nuclear
+build up, and put a chicken in every pot.  And it's gone!  All gone!"
+
+All eyes turned to the door, upon which a soft knock was heard to
+emanate.  
+
+"Was that a soft knock emanating from the door?"  I asked, instantly
+knowing it was.
+
+"I think it was."  Answered Shawn, his ire gone for the moment.  "Well,
+maybe we should answer it."
+
+"What if it's those ninjas back to finish the job?"  Trembled Bruce,
+brandishing a pair of deadly spiked movie passes.  "They won't get away
+with this."
+
+The knock rang through again, accompanied by a voice:  "Joe, it's me.
+Tommy.  Got room in the magazine for a few reviews and sports articles? 
+I know it's late, but. . ."
+
+I ran to the door, swept it upon, and pulled Tommy Van Hook inside.
+"How many reviews, Tommy, how many reviews?"  I asked him, madness
+creeping into my voice.
+
+Backing up, looking confused, he managed a half-smile.  "Four or five.
+And some poetry too.  And a couple of sports articles.  And . . ."
+
+His words were cut off by the group hug that ensued, as we all ran to
+embrace the last minute gift from the god of electronic magazines.
+"Yes, we have room!"  I exclaimed, thinking that, with Tommy's material,
+we just might recoup and be able to put out a double issue in time for
+December!  
+
+"I'm the God of Electronic Magazine's gift?"  Smiled Tommy, drowning in the
+arms of our affection.  "Cool."
+
+"He didn't actually *say* that."  Heather said.  "Look up.  He only
+*thought* it.  We wouldn't want you to get too big of a head."
+
+Tamara smiled, and nodded.  "You know, for this timely intervention we
+should probably make Tommy a member of the staff."
+
+"I second that motion!"  Yelled Bruce, putting away his deadly spiked
+movie passes.  
+
+"Done!"  I smiled, laying hands on the surprised Mr. Van Hook.  A ball
+of blue light moved down my arm, swelled, and entered into the new
+Poetry Editor's chest.  After that, things were never the same.  
+
+We won't get into Sunlight Through The Shadow's recent application for
+bankruptcy due to Tommy's demands of exorbitant fees, nor shall we get
+into who was ultimately behind the ninja's theft.  That shall remain
+another story, for another time.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Assistant Editor   
+
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry Editor
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 20 boards).  Recently,
+  Bruce became the monthly movie critic for VALLEY REVIEW MAGAZINE,
+  published out of Pennsylvania.  LIGHTS OUT, now two years old, is
+  available through the Rime or P&B Networks by dropping a note to
+  Joe DeRouen, courtesy of Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS.  The
+  magazine will soon be available through Fido file request and
+  Internet FTP.  In the Dallas area, Bruce's distributor is Jay
+  Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer
+  and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+  Thomas Van Hook resides in Dallas, where he works as a contract  
+  employee for the Federal Reserve Automation Services.  Having served
+  eight years in the USAF, he is happy to finally be free and able to
+  pursue the dreams of his heart.  At the age of 29, he is looking
+  forward to many new adventures and experiences within the realms of
+  the Elven kind.  He enjoys reading, writing, sports of all kinds, his
+  son Corey and the attentions of any Elven women that seem interested
+  (not necessarily in that order).  Recently divorced, he is trying to
+  restore order and balance to his life without losing what little is
+  left of his sanity. 
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Robin Aiken............................Fiction
+  Debbie Burns...........................Poetry
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Sean A. Donahue........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Dale E. Lehman.........................Fiction
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry
+  Louis Turbeville.......................Software Reviews
+  Jeremy Yocum...........................Poetry
+
+
+
+  Robin Aiken is an aspiring biologist who wants to write the poignant
+  story of a young boy and his genetically engineered fungus entitled
+  Skippy and the Slime Mold of Death.  She is still in college and has
+  never published anything (but she has written some mighty fine
+  limmericks on the bathroom walls of your finer eating establishments).
+  Her hobbies include watching the X-files and sympathizing with Fox
+  Mulder, collecting turnips that resemble various politicians,
+  attempting to eat her own weight in chocolate at least once a year,
+  plotting to take over the world, and spreading happiness and joy to
+  all those who deserve it.  That's all she wrote. 
+ 
+  Debbie Burns resides in Howe, Texas, on the far edge of reality.  Her
+  days are filled with reading, rollerblading, and picking smashed bits
+  of Cheerios from the carpet after her twins have gone to bed.  Debbie
+  attended Arkansas College for one year and intends to return to
+  college in Austin when her daughters are in school.  Planning her
+  upcoming marriage to Maggie and Kate's father is a time-consuming but,
+  she comments, "it sure is less frustrating than changing two diapers
+  at once!"
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Sean A. Donahue does not have any publishing ties whatsoever.  He has
+  written over 4,192 poems.  Only 38 have seen to survive the Mighty
+  Morphin Power Rangers.  The time in which normal people say is spare,
+  he tries to use to study for school at Texas Tech University.  This is
+  Sean's first published poem and he hopes that it is not his last.  He
+  has written exactly 428 novels all starting with "It was a dark and
+  stormy night."  None ofthem have gotten past the second paragraph.  In
+  whatever time he has left, he enjoys reading, riting, and rithmatic. 
+  He has an creative writing minor, a history minor, and a Honorary
+  Doctorate in B.S. from Bowling Green State University.  He dedicates
+  his writing to those who are without love and hope.  And that's no
+  B.S. 
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  At the tender age of 35, Dale E. Lehman is already a veteran systems
+  analyst, father, zookeeper, and rejection slip collector.  He
+  specializes in SF, fantasy, and mysteries, with one completed novel
+  looking for an agent, four fragmentary novels in progress, and oodles
+  of short stories all crammed into a tiny filing cabinet.  With the
+  help of his personal editor/reference librarian/wife, he is not only
+  supporting a writing habit but also five children, one dog, and a
+  wildly fluctuating number of demon cats.  He ap plies any leftover
+  time to reading and playing chess--not generally at the sam e time,
+  though. 
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Louis Turbeville currently works as a computer analyst for the Air  
+  Force.  He's originally from Hawaii (about an 1/8 Hawaiian <everyone
+  seems to ask>) and has a BBA in Management Information Systems from the
+  University of Hawaii.  Louis is married and has a two year old son who
+  keeps him busy, especially when he wants to sit at the computer and
+  write.  His interest in writing was nurtured by his wife, a journalism
+  and english major who's yet to be published and holds this very much
+  against Louis. <G>  He's had a couple of reviews published on
+  WindowsOnLine Review Magazine and hopes to broaden his base of published
+  media in the near future. 
+
+  Jeremy Yocum suffers daily from pain and torture forced upon him by
+  the government, by means of a horrid torture device known as Public
+  School.  (Never get School and Education mixed up--the two have very
+  little to do with one another)  Writing is only one of the many ways,
+  and not even the foremost, for him to escape into the real world.
+  Jeremy also sings in the school choir at Newman Smith High School,
+  plays guitar in a Christian band known as Presence, and then fiddles
+  in his spare time with writing and visual art.  Every once in a while,
+  when he feels he has truly written something half worthy to be
+  published, he humbly submits his amateur work to Joe DeRouen.  None of
+  his works have ever previously been published. 
+
+ 
+ 
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+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
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+
+ 
+
+Joe, 
+
+Where's the november issue of STTS?  I've looked everywhere and I can't
+seem to find it!  Is it still being published?  Please write me and let
+me know!
+
+Thanks,
+
+Karen Brock-Anderson
+Chicago, Il.  
+
+(I've already written you back, Karen.  But for those who were 
+ wondering the same thing, check out this month's editorial.  It's
+ all true.  100%.  <G> -Ed.)
+
+========================================================================
+
+
+Dear Editor;
+
+I used to be overweight, have pimples, and live the life of a hermit.
+Then I discovered Sunlight Through The Shadows.  It has changed my life.
+I'm now a Paris high fashion model earning over a million dollars a 
+year.  I'm also engaged to one of the Kennedys.  (Discretion prevents me
+from saying which one.)
+
+Thank you for changing my life.
+
+Sincerely,
+
+Janna Finkelstein
+Paris, France
+
+(This is a real letter.  We think it's a joke, but you never know for
+ sure.  Thanks for writing, Janna!  If nothing else, you amused us
+ greatly! -Ed.)
+
+========================================================================  
+
+ 
+ 
+QUICK TIPS AND FIXES
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Originally published in Dec. issue of Computer Currents Magazine]
+
+
+If you're having a problem you just can't seem to solve, a question you
+want answered, or just an inherent need to bend a lonely writer's ear,
+you've come to the right place.  Response has been great!  Keep those
+cards and letters coming, folks.  But, please, don't send cash. 
+
+
+Q: Which CD-ROM drive should I buy?  I have a 50 Mhz 80486 and would
+   really like to try out some of those CDs I've been hearing about. 
+   The triple-speed CD-ROM drive sounds better, of course, but it's also
+   about three times the price of the single-speed version.  Should I go
+   between the two and get a double-speed?  Is there really that big of
+   a difference? 
+
+   Brad Landsbaum
+   Farmer's Branch, Texas
+
+
+A: Actually, there is.  In this particular case, the old axiom of 
+   "buy the very best you can afford" rings true.  Single-speed
+   systems are outdated and should be avoided altogether.  They 
+   won't run a lot of the newer CDs out there or, if they do, 
+   performance time will be drastically reduced.  There's very few
+   packages that won't run on a double-speed system, but, once again,
+   you can suffer speed problems if your disk is particulary
+   read-intensive.
+
+   If you can afford it, buy the triple-speed CD-ROM drive.  You won't
+   have any problems running your CDs, and you'll be state of the art
+   for at least a week or two.  There's always something better on the
+   horizon, but if we all waited and waited we'd still be shooting 
+   asteroids on our Atari 2600s.  
+
+
+Q: I've managed to subscribe to some lists and electronic magazines
+   through the Internet, and some of them seem to come through okay,
+   but others come through in this strange hieroglyphic-like state
+   of being.  The message that accompanies the file says it's been
+   encoded.                
+
+   Linda Anne Smith
+   Ft. Worth, Texas
+
+
+A: Ah, the Internet.  So large.  So many resources.  So confusing.  Most
+   files transferred through the internet can't be carried as-is, and
+   need to be converted from binary code into ASCII.  That's where
+   UUENCODE.EXE comes in.  UUENCODE takes the file, converts it to an
+   ASCII representation of the binary file, and prepares it for travel
+   via Internet electronic mail.  Unless your system is set up to
+   automatically decode incoming files (some are) you'll wind up with a
+   file you have absolutely no idea what to do with. 
+
+   How do you decode the file into something useful?  UUDECODE.EXE, of
+   course.  UUDECODE is the companion to UUENCODE, and extremely vital
+   if you plan to subscribe to lists or FTP through Internet e-mail. 
+
+   Execute the program from the DOS command line for instructions on 
+   it's use.  While it's uses are indeed many, it isn't too hard to
+   learn the tricks of using UUDECODE.  If you can't find the file
+   on your local BBS or Internet site, please feel welcome to download
+   it from the "Free Files" section of STTS BBS.  The phone number is,
+   as always, at the end of the column.  
+
+
+Q: Everyone keeps telling me I need to optimize my hard drive.  I have
+   no idea how to do this, or even what it is.  Please, help me.
+
+   Robin Bryant
+   Grand Prairie, Texas
+
+A: Optimizing (defragging, defragmenting, etc.) your hard drive is
+   amazingly simple, and definitely something you need to do at least
+   a couple times a month.  But I digress.
+
+   First, an explanation.  When you write files to your hard drive, it 
+   does everything on a first-come first-served basis.  Whatever sectors
+   happen to be available to be used are the ones your computer uses.
+
+   Straightforward enough so far.  The reason for optimization lies in
+   exactly how those bits and bytes are stored.  When you delete, for
+   example, a 500k file, 500k of space becomes available for use on your
+   hard disk.  Let's imagine that you then download a 1 meg GIF of your
+   favorite supermodel from your local Mega BBS.  Your system saves the
+   first 500k of that GIF to the aforementioned free space and writes
+   the rest of the file to the next available space - more than likely
+   not together.  This doesn't really hurt anything, but it does slow
+   down load time and file access to the hard drive.  Over time, with
+   files stored haphazardly all over your disk, it can cause problems
+   and severely affect your system's performance. 
+
+   You need to optimize your hard drive a couple of times a month, more
+   as a preventative measure than anything else.  Optimizing scans your
+   disk and moves the files to contiguous sectors, thus saving valuable
+   seconds in loading and access time and, more importantly, safeguards
+   against even worse fragmentation in the future. 
+
+   DOS comes with a file called DEFRAG.EXE.  Use this or one of the 
+   commercial Hard Disk tool packages (NORTON UTILITIES or PC TOOLS) 
+   and you shouldn't have any problems.  Follow the on-line instructions
+   and your hard drive should be frag-free in no time!
+
+
+
+Are you having a problem with your computer?  Write to Joe at Computer
+Currents or via Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS at 214/620-8793. 
+
+(c) 1994 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+
+ 
+ 
+The Sports Page
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to yet another edition of the Sunlght Through The Shadows
+Sports Page!  It's a strange world out there in sports, so let's
+all pretend to understand it, shall we?
+
+Let us start in the defunct world of Major League Baseball. 
+Interesting enough, the have been now major developments
+concerning the strike that has cost the fans the enjoyment of a
+World Series in 1994.  Owners and players seem to be very
+uninterested in speaking with one another during this off-season
+period, which has prompted the Federal Government to officially
+step in as a mediator.  Let's just hope that the Clinton
+administration doesn't screw these talks up as bad as they
+screwed up the Haitian situation.  Then again, you never know. 
+Most of the teams are opting players that are in the last year of
+their contract to the minor leagues.  Most players are refusing
+the assignment, thus designating themselves as unrestricted free
+agents.
+
+We continue our trek through the sweaty socks of the jock world
+with a stop in the world of Football.  Personally, I don't really
+care for this sport, but I'll give a brief run-down anyway.  If
+you had doubts about the Dallas Cowboys three-peating their way
+to the Superbowl title this year...leave those doubts at home. 
+The season is almost half over now and the Cowboys are the most
+dominant football team on the planet right now.  As for my pre-
+season predictions that appeared in an earlier edition of this E-
+mag, well when you don't like football...you generally don't
+follow all the teams that close (grin).  But seriously, I am not
+the only individual in the sports world that is shocked over the
+play of the LA Raiders.  Almost everybody picked them to take it
+all this year...except most of the sports writers in Dallas.
+
+With Football behind us now, we move forward to the realm of Sir
+Chrales Barkley...namely:  Basketball.  This year looks to be the
+most exciting year in the NBA since the rookie seasons of Larry
+Bird and Earvin "Magic" Johnson.  A lot of people are putting the
+pressure on the Pheonix Suns by claiming another championship for
+them before the season has gotten underway.  However, Shaquille
+O'Neal and the Orlando Magic are going to be standing in their
+way this year.  There is no doubt that this is the most powerful
+Orlando Magic team to step onto the court in their franchise
+history.  Let's just hope that all the pieces are together for
+them this year.  And guess what Dallas Mavericks fans?  Roy
+Tarpley is back!  Yes sir, that is correct!  Roy Tarpley is back
+and the Dallas police force is on the watch for his drunken
+driving antics again!  The only difference between the last time
+Roy was here and this time, is that rookie Jason Kidd is even
+more reckless than Tarpley and should take some of the off-court
+heat off of Roy.  I really wonder if the Mavericks are building
+their their foundation on rock or sand?  Time will tell.
+
+And last, but not least, we entertain the world of "boxing-on-
+ice:"  the domain of Hockey.  At one time, the players and owners
+were ready to agree on a collective bargaining agreement.  Look
+out!  The NHL Commisioner stepped in, pulled the two sides apart
+and sent the fans to the penalty box by forcing a lockout on the
+beginning of this season.  From this point, the players and
+owners have slowly drifted apart and it looks like we might have
+a repeat of what is going on in Baseball right now.  I am not
+really sure I like the looks of this mess, and I have a hunch
+that the Commisioner is just setting himself up to be the fall
+guy in this whole thing.
+
+Oh yeah, one final note in closing.  The tennis world needs to be
+on the lookout for bad-girl Jennifer Capriati's return to the
+game.  A lot of people are saying that she might not make it.  I
+have my fingers crossed for her.  She's had enough bad luck in
+her world lately.  And after she gets successful, maybe she can
+start dating me.  After all, I'm just a single guy waiting to
+shower love and affection on the nearest wealthy lady.  What's
+that Joe?  Jennifer wouldn't want another run of bad luck with
+me.  Thanks a bunch there guy!  Just shatter my dreams.  And I
+bet the next thing you're going to tell me is that Lisa Marie
+Presley just got married.  She did?  To Michael Jackson?  I think
+I'm going to be sick.
+
+Till next month....
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+Opening a Gateway to the Internet:
+An Interview with Will Bunker
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        Imagine a world brimming over with data.  Data you need - whether it
+be for business or pleasure.  And imagine everybody in that world, screaming
+at the tops of their lungs, in a language you don't understand.  That's the
+Internet.  And even if you have the money and the time to deal with it, it is
+still an awful mess.
+        On October 6, 1994, I interviewed Will Bunker, a pioneer in the field
+of bringing the Internet in a cheap and user friendly package to your
+electronic doorstep.  Mr. Bunker is the Sysop of the International On-line
+Service, located in Dallas, Texas, and has done more in life than just stare
+at a computer, getting screen burn on his retinas.
+            
+
+STTS: What kinds of experience and training do you have on computers?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I started playing around with them in college.  My major was 
+Industrial Engineering and we had a few projects.  When I moved to Dallas, I 
+picked up a Computer Currents and was fascinated by BBSes.  Then I spent a 
+year and a half in exile in Russia working.  There I ran across GLASNET 
+(Russian Internet) and learned more about the medium.  On my vacation I 
+starting reading "Boardwatch" and began to put together a business plan - and 
+the International On-line Service is the result of that.  We started in 
+January and after many rabbit trails we have arrived today with an Internet 
+service that I hope people can enjoy.
+
+STTS: Where are you originally from?
+
+Mr. Bunker: A small town called Lake Village, Arkansas.  It is on the border 
+wit Mississippi where I went to high school and college.
+
+STTS: So how did you get to Dallas, and when?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I interviewed with my company in 1992 and moved here in the 
+summer of '92.
+
+STTS: And which company was that?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well, it is a small group of private companies owned by N.B. 
+Hunt.  The first one that I worked with was a natural resources outfit (Hunt 
+Exploration and Mining Company) and that is how I ended up in Russia.
+
+STTS: Natural Resources?  Oil and gas, perhaps?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Mostly oil and a gas, but we all so looked at a few mineral 
+projects in some of the Republics over there.
+
+STTS: Where were you 'stationed'?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I lived in Moscow, but spent about 25% of my time on the road 
+visiting various places and running the numbers on the projects that we 
+looked at.  None of which were that attractive considering the vast risks 
+involved.
+
+STTS: Do you learn to speak Russian, or did the Russians speak English?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I learned conversational Russian while I was there but I it is 
+fading fast.  I had a really good interpreter that went everywhere with me 
+to keep me out of trouble, but towards the end I started actually having 
+conversations with people and it was pretty neat.  The only thing that I 
+regret about leaving is not finishing learning how to speak.  Oh well, since 
+it is so rough there I probably won't need it again anyway.
+
+STTS: What places did you visit?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I saw quite a few. Arkangel in the north.  Kyrgyistan, Kazakstan, 
+Azerbejan, Uzbekistan in the south.  Chelyabinsk, and Magnitagorsk in the 
+Urals.  Siberia, even Kamchatka and Vladivistok.  I didn't spend any time in 
+the middle portion or in Ukraine or Bylorussia.
+
+STTS: Quite a few of those places are in civil war.  Did you have to dodge 
+any bullets?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I was there during the coup attempt but my apartment was not 
+around the Parliament building, although I could hear the tanks firing.  More 
+of a threat was the organized crime although I was fortunate that they never 
+zeroed in on me.
+
+STTS: What exactly was you job there?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I guess you could call me the Project Manager.  I was in charge 
+of the Russians in the sense that I had to make sure that their numbers 
+matched Western economics.
+
+STTS: As opposed to 'Eastern economics'?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes, they considered a project with payout where you get all the 
+money back eventually.  With no interest.  So you really had to be careful 
+not to take the feasibility studies too seriously.
+
+STTS: All those years of communism I guess.  They had no business skills?
+
+Mr. Bunker: They had plenty of business skills, just not in the same way that 
+we think of.  They could overcome tremendous obstacles that their environment 
+(social, political, etc. ) placed in their way.  Yet that would not translate 
+to me asking money in a way that would benefit a traditional business in our 
+sense.
+
+STTS: Was it a matter of corruption, or just socialist ideas of production, 
+rather than a 'for profit' motive?
+
+Mr. Bunker: All of the above.  They probably were closer to being a mafia 
+state than a true communistic state.  The KGB is not really much different 
+than organized crime.  Nor has it really changed now.  It is just a little 
+more chaotic.  Those that have power receive all of the benefits leaving 
+very little for anyone else.  At least that is how it appears to some looking 
+in from the outside.
+
+STTS: Was it hard to accomplish your objectives?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Extremely.  They just don't have the infrastructure that we take 
+for granted.  Telephones, business equipment, airports, hotels, roads, cars, 
+banking, law, etc.  You name it and they don't have it.
+
+STTS: Was the Russian Internet up to western standards?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Glasnet is pretty cool.  It is basically a USENET feed that comes 
+off of a satellite.  They have 3 phone lines and you must go to their office 
+and give them roubles in advance to set up an account.  It allowed me to 
+receive news much faster that most people unless they had CNN of course.  It 
+was quite interesting to see the Internet work so well in a place so remote.
+
+STTS: What kind of hardware did it use?  Did it have a good storage ability?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I think it was a group of 486's and seemed to keep messages about 
+2 weeks which was enough for me.  It sounds so primitive here, but there it 
+was really awesome.  I remember many a winter night rummaging through 
+newsgroups learning a about different things.
+
+STTS: When did you first get into BBSing?
+
+Mr. Bunker: The summer of 92 before I left Dallas, I began to call BBSes 
+that were listed in the back of "Computer Currents".  I pretty much dropped 
+it until I found Glasnet in Fall of 93.  Then I really got involved in 
+January of this year as I started to put this thing together.
+
+STTS: How did this IOS thing come about?  Where did the idea come from?  How 
+did you get it together?
+
+Mr. Bunker: The idea came from "Boardwatch", which I picked up in April of 
+'93.  I thought a lot about it as I traveled around in Russia.  I talked my 
+boss into giving it shot in December of '93.  Then we started doing the 
+feasibility in January of this year.
+
+STTS: And who is your boss?  Is this company affiliated? 
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes IOS is a part of the N.B.  Hunt group.  I pretty much run the 
+thing, but with all of the expenses I couldn't fund it myself.  So, I work 
+for IOS and set the pace on trying to make a go of it.
+
+STTS: And what is the philosophy behind IOS?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well, right now we are trying to put together an interface for 
+the Internet that will allow the average person to jump on, find their area 
+of interest, access the information, and jump off.
+
+STTS: There are several systems that give access to the Internet.  How is IOS
+different?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Our interface uses RIP and ANSI screens.  This means that someone 
+can spend $8/month, no up-front software cost or learning curve, and test 
+the Internet.  I hope that this will allow many more people the opportunity 
+to see what it is all about without having blow their budget on it.
+
+STTS: How does the interface work?
+
+Mr. Bunker: At present we are using Galacticomm and it runs off of a DOS 
+computer.  We are going to roll out a pure UNIX system this month that will 
+generate RIP screens.  I think that it will really knock people's socks off.  
+Still, at present we have a system that will allow people to browse by area 
+of interest, as well as search by topic, using standard Internet tools such 
+as Veronica, etc., without having to know too much about them.
+
+STTS: How much of the Internet can be accessed?
+
+Mr. Bunker: We have everything but USENET right now.  So I would say 50-60% 
+of the information can be seen through the setup that we have now.
+
+STTS: How does the system work?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well right now we are running it off of a Galacticomm platform 
+on a Novell network.  The server is TCP/IP compatible and that is how we 
+bridge to the Internet.
+
+STTS: I've read all about those thing, but since I haven't seen them, I 
+forgot exactly what they were.  It's a bridge to the net, right, but at what 
+level?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well, all the net really is, is a group of computers with wires 
+running to each other.  The language that they speak is called TCP/IP.  If 
+you have the wire an and the protocol then you are officially on the 
+Internet.  At least that is what they tell me.  It seems to work fine for us 
+so I guess that I believe them.
+
+STTS: What does the USENET have?
+
+Mr. Bunker: It is a collection of discussion groups that are transmitted 
+along the wires (sort of like UPI or AP) to all the computers that wish to 
+subscribe.  It provides a lot of bulk and interaction to the whole thing.
+
+STTS: So those are the message boards and news boards?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes, together they are collectively called USENET.
+
+STTS: Are you planning to get the USENET, or not?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes, it should be up and running in a week or so .  We didn't 
+start with it because so many BBSes already have USENET via Planet Connect 
+and friends. We wanted to start with the harder to find interactive features.
+
+STTS: Is FIDO a USENET feature, or is it something else?
+
+Mr. Bunker: FIDONET runs the same concept, but the phone lines are not 
+connected 24 hours day.  It is received in a burst once or twice a day.  Same 
+thing but different implementation.
+
+STTS: What sorts of things are available via IOS on the Internet. ?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well we have all the gopher sites available which include a 
+tremendous amount of information.  You can also call any computer that is 
+hooked up (TELNET) this includes FedWorld.  You can also transfer files from 
+anonymous sites which allows you access to the Terabytes of information.  
+There are several search tools to allow you to search the entire space.  FTP 
+is the hardest tool to use in my opinion.  You have a to know a few UNIX 
+commands to make it behave.  I have several screens in the beginner area that 
+spell out step by step how to retrieve a file using FTP.  It is not easy but 
+I guess the people that designed were not too worried about that.
+
+STTS: What are the other section of IOS, other than the Internet access?
+
+Mr. Bunker: We have several other systems.  They include business, author's 
+net, UFOs and patents.  Quite an eclectic sort.
+
+STTS: And these systems are individual BBSes located in IOS itself?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes, they are individual BBSes run by a pretty great group of 
+people.
+
+STTS: How do these BBSes operate?
+
+Mr. Bunker: We have local access numbers across the country.  They signed up 
+in order to get exposure across the country.  We tried to recreate the look 
+and feel within the constraints of running different software to allow their 
+long distance user to access them a little cheaper.
+
+STTS: When was IOS first set up?
+
+Mr. Bunker: We started recruiting in April of this year and implemented in 
+June and added Internet last month.
+
+STTS: Recruiting employees?
+
+Mr. Bunker: No, BBSes to add content.
+
+STTS: I thought IOS had been around for a longer.  In another form?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes as a limited test BBS.  But it took a long time to negotiate 
+the phone contract for the local access numbers.  That was the biggest hurdle 
+to getting in the business.
+
+STTS: Is that set up like the large systems, like Prodigy, Compuserve, and 
+AOL?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes but we have a smaller area of coverage, naturally.
+
+STTS: How many lines do you have into the system?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Counting the network lines from other cities, there are 
+approximately 180 phone lines coming in at this time.
+
+STTS: And how many users can access the system at one time?
+
+Mr. Bunker: It depends on what they are all doing.  Since I placed the system 
+on the Novell network I think it could handle 150 before starting to bog 
+down, but it is rank speculation at this time.
+
+STTS: I go crazy on systems so spend all my money on them.  If I could 
+somehow regulate my time on - kick me off at a pre-arranged time.  I don't 
+suppose this system does that?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes actually we do.  For the Dallas user the $8 get them 2 hours 
+a day.  The system automatically removes them at the end of the time so they 
+don't have to worry about running up a bill.
+
+STTS: Is there any way someone who wanted more time could get it?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes $16 will get you 4 hours a day, etc.
+
+STTS: What kind of technical support do you give?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well, we are available from 8am to 6pm to field questions in 
+person by calling (214) 979-9072 and on-line most of the evening.  Then the 
+user can send us e-mail asking any question.  So far there haven't been that 
+many questions, precisely because people are using software that they know 
+and love.
+
+STTS: So can any communication software access IOS?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well if it has text, ANSI, or RIP interface then they can reach 
+us and use the Internet.
+
+STTS: At what speeds (BPS) does IOS run?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Our Dallas numbers are 14.4.  The nation-wide numbers are 
+typically 9600, but we also have a few dreaded 2400 out there in some cities.
+
+STTS: Does IOS have Internet E-mail?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes and no.  Yes we have it on our UNIX machine, but we are 
+waiting on some cable in order to bridge it over to the system so all our 
+users can have it.  I hope to have it on-line by Monday.
+
+STTS: Will there be a menu driven editor for the Email, or will it be 
+operated by the UNIX commands?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I think that it will be sent straight from the standard Email 
+area. The system will know based on the address.
+
+STTS: About the USENET, are you going to have all groups on it, or are you 
+going to leave out certain things, like the really weird ALT groups?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Probably leave out a few, due to personal tastes of my employers.  
+We are currently developing a total graphic front end to map the newsgroups 
+according to topic.  It will run straight off of the UNIX system.  I think 
+the look will blow people away, but here again, it is not working today.  So 
+we will just have to wait and see when we can bring it on-line.
+
+STTS: When is it projected to come on-line?
+
+Mr. Bunker: The developer has it up and running on a 486 using just using 
+UNIX, but in order to make it technically feasible it has to be moved to our 
+UNIX system.  He is doing that now, but there is no way to predict all the 
+difficulties until he tries to run it.  I think in 3 weeks we will have it 
+ready for people to start calling.
+
+STTS: What sorts of things will be left out of the USENET?  Is there a sort 
+of 'family values' philosophy behind it, or something else?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Well, basically since the family has such a high profile, we 
+aren't going to   carry anything that would get our faces on 'Hardcopy' and 
+such for polluting young minds.  I personally don't see too much wrong with a 
+lot of it, but the legal issues are real and we would rather stay away from 
+the controversy.
+
+STTS: There are mild forms of adult things, though.  Will there be some sort 
+of 'age screen' to keep the children out of areas that aren't too bad, but 
+could receive an 'R' rating?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I would like to do it that way.  It will take more time to set 
+up but I think it will be worth it.  There are many people who don't want 
+their children exposed and I don't blame them.  Yet you want to appeal to 
+the broad market so we will have differentiate.
+
+STTS: Is IRC available on IOS?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Not yet, but it will be on the UNIX system.  I think it is one of 
+the coolest things out there.
+
+STTS: What sorts of things are available on IRC?
+
+Mr. Bunker: IRC is a global chat.  So it is no different than chat here, just 
+you have hundreds of people on-line all the time so it is pretty cool.
+
+STTS: Is there any way to gain emergency extra time other than paying for 
+another 'level' that month?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes you could sign up for the non-local account.  It is $8/month 
+for 2 hours then every hour after that is $3.50/hour with no limit.
+
+STTS: Where does IOS fit into the over-all scheme of Internet servers?
+
+Mr. Bunker: We think that our niche will be providing a road map for people 
+to travel the Internet.
+
+STTS: For that you need explorers.  Is that what you do?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes I spend a lot of my time exploring but we will need to find 
+others to help as we go along.  John, our UNIX man, has mapped 4,000 
+newsgroups, but there  is so much more that it will take a team to do it all.
+
+STTS: Is IOS a kind of travel agent, providing people with maps and booking 
+on flights and what not?  Is that an accurate description?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes, although my analogy is that of a TV company.  Anyone can set 
+up an Internet connection.  It is creating interesting programming that will 
+make the whole thing entertaining and useful for the average person.  So as 
+long as people like our programming they will tune into our channel.  The 
+resources are the same for every provider, just the slant on their interface 
+and destinations.
+
+STTS: So what is your favorite part of IOS - what do you use on it?
+
+Mr. Bunker: I love cruising gophers, but I think that MUD are the king.  This 
+weekend I am going to put together a list of 40 MUDs and make them available 
+from the top Internet menu.  I think people will love them.
+
+STTS: Is there anything else about IOS that I have failed to ask about?
+
+Mr. Bunker: No that about covers it.  It is simple yet extremely complex.  It 
+just takes time to build it up, which we are doing every day.  I added a 
+non-profit resource area in my Browsing section today.  Tomorrow it is MUDs.  
+The next - who knows?
+
+STTS: So IOS will be growing on and on in an attempt to deliver the Internet?
+
+Mr. Bunker: Yes.  The day our programming stops people will get tired and 
+tune in somewhere else.
+
+STTS: Well, Thank you for letting me interview you in your valuable time.
+
+For more information contact IOS at:
+
+(214) 979-9072, for voice, or
+
+(214) 922-8167, for modem.
+
+ 
+ 
+Waterlogged Klingons
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        I was hoping to come back from Stellar Occasion '94 with all sorts of 
+neat things to tell you.  Regretfully, I missed most of the Con.  Caught the 
+tail end, though.  But it was not what I was hoping for - my first time out.
+        I've never been to a science fiction convention, you see.  I was 
+hoping to experience one.  All of one.  Alas, the great rains hit.  You know 
+that storm that sent Houston and the surrounding bits under water?  Not that 
+one.  The smaller one that hit Dallas a few days later.
+        It wasn't a big flood.  I've been in those.  Back in Houston.  In the 
+'70s.  When you see your neighbors going to the 7-11 in canoes, you know it 
+is bad.  Dallas just experienced a flash flood this time around.  A few 
+people washed away down the Trinity River and never seen again.  Small 
+potatoes.
+        It did not matter that the flood was on Friday and the Con was on 
+Saturday and Sunday.  It still got the car.  The alternator on the car drank 
+all the water it could and then went on the fritz.  So much for Japanese 
+technology vs. Texas thunderstorms.
+        Anyway, the car was off-line.  I sat there and lamented.  My first 
+Con and this happens.  I've been a science fiction fan all of my life.  I 
+was brought up on Star Trek, Asimov, Bradbury, Clarke, and the like.  But I 
+never felt a compunction to go to a Con.  Buncha weird people, I always 
+thought.  Dressed up to the hilt in Spock ears.  Goofy.  Sure, I can go and 
+memorize every line in the original Star Trek series - but I don't want to 
+meet people who do the same.
+        But times - and people - change.  I wanted to see.  Observe what all 
+the hubbub was about.  A little bit.  But the real reason I had in mind was 
+to see the experts.  People like G. Harry Stine, who has written for Analog 
+magazine since God created cheese.  And William Gaubatz, Director-Program 
+Manager for the Delta Clipper rocket.  A whole slew of experts in the space 
+field talking for two days straight, in conferences such as "Space 
+Settlement" and "Fork Fights in Zero-G."  My kinda stuff.
+        J. Michael Straczynski was there, giving a six hour workshop on 
+scriptwiritng.  Being a writer, and knowing nothing about scriptwriting, I 
+figured it would be invaluable.  Even if Straczynski had come up with 
+"Captain Power."  You remember it.  That show where you could show at people 
+on the screen?  Well, perhaps you don't remember . . .
+        But NOOOOO.  The rain in Spain falls mainly in Texas, damaging 
+Japanese auto parts.  I finally did make it - on Sunday - Sunday afternoon - 
+to be precise.  Thirty bucks for my sister and I to enter.  But I had to go.  
+Even if I had missed everything interesting, I still had to go.  Don't ask 
+why.
+        First thing we see is a guy in a Starfleet uniform wandering out of 
+the hotel.  "God," my sister muttered.  I wasn't surprised.  You were 
+supposed to see that kind of thing there.  I would have felt cheated if I 
+hadn't.
+        Surprisingly, there were very few people all dressed up.  One woman 
+was particularly striking.  She was dressed up as one of those races in 
+"Babylon 5."  The bald ones.  Not the reptilian bald ones, but the humanoid 
+bald ones.  But not the spiky-hair bald ones.  The psychic bald ones.  You 
+know who I mean.  And if you know who in the heck they are, please let me 
+know.
+        Anyway, she was dressed up just like on of them.  The costume was 
+perfect.  The makeup was perfect.  It looked like she had just wandered down 
+from space.  This wasn't your 'buy a costume in a package' affair.  This had 
+taken time, money, dedication, and a high level of artistic skill.  I was, 
+and still am, impressed.
+        The second thing we saw was Claudia Christian, from Babylon 5, 
+signing autographs.  Warnings about the pain imposed if you cut in line were 
+floating about.  I stayed away.  I wouldn't know what to do with an autograph 
+if I had one.  Keep it as a bookmark, I guess.
+        The first celebrity I ever saw was in El Paso, in a Walmart.  I was 
+wandering around the shampoo section, and a really scruffy man, smelling a 
+bit, wandered by.  He stooped and began examining hair care products.  In a 
+flash I realized who it was.  Tommy Chong.  My suspicions were confirmed 
+when I heard later on the news that Cheech and Chong were in town for a low 
+rider competition.
+        Having seen such and impressive person as Tommy Chong in the flesh, 
+I was not impressed with Claudia Christian.  No body odor.  No scratching of 
+parts that shouldn't be scratched in public.  Claudia was a let down.
+        We eventually ended up in the dealer's room.  Lots of stuff for sell.  
+More Star Trek trading cards than I had ever seen.  Not that I understand 
+why anyone would buy them, but they were there.  Posters, figures, paste-on 
+Klingon foreheads, little clickety-click Star Trek badges; just about 
+anything you can imagine.  Crystal Wood, a local author, was selling her 
+book, Cut Him Out in Little Stars at a table as well.
+        Eventually I realized that there was going to be a conference 
+entitled "Vast Possibilities of the Future," with mucho big names in it.  
+But, do to a mix up, I ended up in a room with Judith Ward.
+        Ms. Ward is what you might call a professional fan.  From what I can 
+tell she lives at conventions and breathes science fiction instead of air.  
+Some people might call her obsessive.  I'll just call her dedicated, which 
+indeed she is.
+        Somehow she helped to get the 1997 WorldCon (World Science Fiction 
+Convention) to be help in San Antonio.  The WorldCon is one of the biggest 
+conventions in the universe, and she talked an hour about it.  I had no idea 
+how much was involved in one of those things.  Thousands of people gathered 
+from all around the world for five days.  Around three official hotels taking 
+part.  It should be quite a sight.
+        Regretfully, I had to get back home after that.  It certainly wasn't 
+fifteen dollars, but it would have if I had been on schedule and got to do 
+everything I had wanted to.  But those two hours wandering around lost were 
+kind of fun.
+        Early in November there is a Star Trek Convention being held close 
+by.  Just Star Trek though.  Hmm.  It may be interesting - even with no space 
+experts.
+        And then there is WorldCon in 1997.  That should be a blast.  The 
+second Star Wars trilogy should be out about then, if Lucas keeps his 
+promise.  Hmm.  I'll have to think about it.
+        Oh, and there were no waterlogged Klingons.  Sunday was nice and 
+clear.
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+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+
+ANSICHEK Version 7.0
+DOS Freeware Program
+Patrick Harvey
+Email to : MRGALAXY@AOL.COM
+
+One of the worse things that could possible happen during the holiday's is to 
+have your computer trashed by a computer virus or related program.  We have 
+all heard the gospel: Backup your data and scan for viruses.  While I scan 
+my hard drive and floppies regularly, I must admit that I do not back up my 
+files as often as I should.  However, there are many other dangers that we 
+should check for on our computer.  
+
+One form of vicious attack on your computer system could be in the form of an 
+ANSI bomb. I had heard about ANSI bombs, but had never really had a good 
+understanding of how an ANSI file could harm my computer.  After I downloaded 
+the file ANSICHK7.ZIP I got an education as well as peace of mind.  
+
+As explained in the documentation file, what the program ANSICHEK is designed 
+to do is scan files for hidden and possible dangerous ANSI codes that could 
+remap your keyboard, and inform you of their existance.  If you were to look 
+at or TYPE a file that had an ANSI code that remapped your keyboard, you 
+would not know it until you pressed the key that was remapped.  An example is 
+that your spacebar could be redefined to start a hard disk format when 
+pressed, and you wouldn't know until you pressed the spacebar and the damage 
+has begun. 
+
+An included program is BOMBVIEW.  This program will allow you to safely view 
+any suspected files, without the threat of actually activating the keyboard 
+re-definition.  If you are unsure whether what you are looking at is safe or 
+not, ask and friend and play it safe.  Do not try view a file that ANSICHEK 
+suspects may have a bomb with any other program than VIEWBOMB, or you could 
+be in for a devastating surprise.
+
+The best part is that this protection is free.  What better way to go into 
+the holiday season then to get a useful program for free.  I highly encourage 
+that you look for this freeware program and use it regularly along with your 
+virus scanner.
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+The Beavis And Butt-head Experience
+Geffen Records, Copyright 1993
+
+Track Listing
+1.  I Hate Myself And Want To Die by Nirvana
+2.  Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun by Anthrax
+3.  Come to Butt-head by Beavis And Butt-head
+4.  99 Ways To Die by Megadeth
+5.  Bounce by Run DMC
+6.  Deuces Are Wild by Aerosmith
+7.  I Am Hell by White Zombie
+8.  Poetry And Prose by Primus
+9.  Monsta Mack by Sir Mix-a-Lot
+10.  Search And Destroy by Red Hot Chili Peppers
+11.  Mental *@%#! by Jackyl
+12.  I Got You Babe by Cher with Beavis and Butt-head
+
+
+     Obnoxious - Disgusting - Juvenile - Cool - Radical.  These
+are all words that have been used to describe MTV's cartoon
+series known as "Beavis and Butt-head."  All of those words are
+quite accurate to describe their show on MTV, but none of them
+apply to this Compact Disc.
+     The manner that the CD is put together, it suggests that
+this was one of the television shows.  However, without the
+visual images that the tv series gives to the viewer, this CD
+leaves the listener flat.
+     Nirvana's recording of "I Hate Myself and Want To Die" is an
+ironic addition considering the suicide of lead
+guitarist/vocalist Kurt Cobain.  The song is badly recorded, and
+Nirvana never sounded worse, but that's usually par for Nirvana's
+usual material.
+     The banter between three members of Anthrax and the
+characters of Beavis and Butt-head is quite comical.  The song
+"Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun" is quite rancid.  It's
+recorded in a style that reminds one of supposed Rap/Heavy Metal
+artist (if you could call him that) Ice T.  Personally, I have
+heard better from Anthrax.
+     Track 3 introduces us to some of the usual banter of Beavis
+and Butt-head.  "Come to Butt-head" is quite comical in places,
+with Butt-head singing to a woman that he wants to "make it
+with."  Beavis' comments in the background are so off-beat and
+ridiculous that I found myself wondering where Mike Judge (the
+guy behind the voices of Beavis and Butt-head) gets his ideas
+from.
+     Megadeth, one of the "supersonic" bands of the '90s,
+performs a new song called "99 Ways To Die."  It follows the
+tradition of good, solid, hard-driving metal from one of the best
+lyrical bands in Metal today.  Being that is produced by Max
+Norman (one of the best Hard Rock/Metal producers in the
+business), it's obviously one of the best tracks on this Compact
+Disc.
+     Track 5 brings us to one of the most useless bands to "cross
+over" to the Rock and Roll arena from the Rap scene.  Run DMC had
+a big hit with their version of Aerosmith's "Walk This Way." 
+Believe me, "Bounce" won't duplicate that feat anytime soon.
+     Ironically, Aerosmith follow Run DMC with their big hit
+"Deuces Are Wild."  Not so ironically, this is much better than
+the limp Run DMC song.  If you ever get a chance to check out the
+video for this song, don't miss it.
+     Tracks 7, 8, 9, and 10 introduce us to some more of the
+REALLY bad songs on this Compact Disc.  White Zombie and Primus
+give us some of the more inane levels of Heavy Metal.  Neither
+band is a really good representative of what Metal is all about. 
+Sir Mix-a-Lot gives us yet another of the lame rappers on the
+scene.  I have no idea why this was included on this Compact
+Disc.  The Red Hot Chili Peppers show us just how stupid people
+in Los Angeles can really be when it comes to music.  After all,
+who would name himself "Flea" and play music in his underwear? 
+That's right, an idiot.
+     Track 11 leads us to the most promising rising star in the
+Hard Rock scene today.  Jackyl are starting to score big on the
+airwaves with a straight forward attitude that is reminiscent of
+early AC/DC.  Don't miss this band when they play live...they
+will knock your socks right off your feet.  This particular song,
+"Mental *@%#!" is not one of the better tracks I have ever heard
+from them, but it is infinitely better than the previous four
+tracks.
+     Track 12 brings us to the song that got more airplay than
+all the others.  Whether it has to do with Cher's star quality or
+the "cutesy" video that was done for the song, this song sucks. 
+I like Cher, but I think she made a big mistake recording this
+song for this Compact Disc.
+     In my final analysis of this Compact Disc, don't bother
+buying it.  Instead, borrow it from your little brother and
+record tracks 3 (Come To Butt-head), 4 (99 Ways To Die), 6
+(Deuces Are Wild), and 11 (Mental *@%#!).  That way, you will get
+your money's worth from the Compact Disc.
+
+Overall Grade:  F
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+A Christmas Album by Amy Grant
+Reunion Records, Copyright 1983
+
+Track Listing
+1.  Tennessee Christmas
+2.  Hark!  The Herald Angels Sing
+3.  Preiset Dem Konig!  (Praise The King!)
+4.  Emmanuel
+5.  Little Town
+6.  Christmas Hymn
+7.  Love Has Come
+8.  Sleigh Ride
+9.  The Christmas Song (Chestnuts)
+10.  Heirlooms
+11.  A Mighty Fortress/Angels We Have Heard On High
+
+
+"Of all the memories that come to mind of Christmases past, I
+think my favorites include chilly wind...coats and one
+glove...red noses and warm, wooly hats...the smell of freshly cut
+pine and of aged wood burning in the fireplace...being out of
+school...singing favorite hymns...decorating the tree with apples
+and ribbons and long treasured ornaments...being with
+family...seeing old friends...time to talk...time to
+listen...wrapping surprises...all of the children...lots of
+cooking...even more laughter...and always the music.  This
+collection of songs - some old and some new - is an attempt to
+capture and share a part of our Christmas with you.  Most of all,
+this is a celebration for all time because God loved us enough to
+send us His Son.  Merry Christmas always!"  --Amy Grant (1)
+
+
+     Christmas albums very rarely include an original tune mixed
+in with the "old favorites."  This album seems to be an ultra-
+rarity with three original lyrical songs and one instrumental
+sprinkled in.  This is actually one of the most uplifting,
+spiritual, and positive Christmas albums that I have ever heard.
+     Miss Grant starts us off with an original entitled
+"Tennessee Christmas" which she co-wrote and performs with her
+husband Gary Chapman.  With it's roots partially in the Light
+Rock sound, and Country music, this song takes you back to the
+family reunions we have all endured and enjoyed through the
+years.  One of the best songs I have ever heard from Miss Grant.
+     We move from an original to an old favorite of many people. 
+"Hark!  The Herald Angels Sing" is one of those songs that most
+people know right off the cuff.  Miss Grant injects some real
+enthusiasm into with a slight change to the background music, but
+nothing that really changes the song in anyone's memory.
+     Track 3 drops us into the most delightful piece on this CD. 
+"Preiset Dem Konig (Praise The King)" is composed by Shane
+Keister and is truly a piece fitting for a member of royalty.
+     Track 4 is one of the most recognizable of Amy's concert
+songs.  "Emmanuel" is jumpy, catchy, and a lot of damn good fun. 
+While I do not subscribe to Amy's brand of religion, she performs
+some real magick with this piece.  The ending of the track is
+blended perfectly with the beginning of "Little Town" so as to
+make the two songs seem to be one.  This is definitely an updated
+song in a musical sense, but again it doesn't change the way
+anyone will remember the song.  The ending is orchestrated
+magnificently around Amy's voice.
+     The next two tracks, "Christmas Hymn" and "Love Has Come"
+are originals written by Amy Grant and infamous Christian-rock
+artist Michael W. Smith.  These are the two most powerful pieces
+on the album, truly showcasing Amy and Michael's talent of
+songwriting together.
+     "Sleigh Ride" is another of the classic songs on the CD, and
+the only one that Miss Grant really ruins with her enthusiasm. 
+The song is performed greatly, but Miss Grant's off-side comments
+of "Come on you guys" really grate under my skin.  If it were not
+for those comments in the background of the song, I would have
+really found myself enjoying it a lot more.
+     "The Christmas Song (Chestnuts)" is one of those songs that
+always got under my skin at Christmas time.  However, Amy takes
+this song and transforms it into a great ball of fun.  With her
+energy pouring through her performance, you can't help but smile
+like a little kid looking at presents on Christmas morning.
+     Another original, "Heirlooms" is one of Amy's "conviction"
+songs.  She tries very hard to remind people that Christmas is
+about the birth of Jesus ben Joseph (in the Christian tradition)
+with this very touching song.  In her comparison of old photos
+and memories with her faith in Jesus, she takes a very well
+intentioned stab at the commercialization of the seasons and
+rituals that permeate our lives throughout the cycle of the year.
+     "A Mighty Fortress/Angels We Have Heard On High" closes out
+this set of songs.  In it's own masterful manner, it's quite a
+fitting closing to this very memorable piece of work that Amy
+Grant-Chapman has put together for her fans.
+
+(1) From the linear notes of the Compact Disc.
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Visit by Loreena McKennitt
+Copyright 1992 Warner Brothers, Production 1991
+
+1.  All Souls Night [1] [2]
+2.  Bonny Portmore [3]
+3.  Between The Shadows (Persian Shadows) [1]
+4.  The Lady of Shalott [1] [4]
+5.  Greensleeves [5]
+6.  Tango To Evora [1]
+7.  Courtyard Lullaby [1] [2]
+8.  The Old Ways [1] [2]
+9.  Cymbeline [1] [6]
+
+[1] Music by Loreena McKennitt
+[2] Lyrics by Loreena McKennitt
+[3] Music and Lyrics Traditional
+[4] Lyrics by Alfred Lord Tennyson (1843)
+[5] Music traditional, Lyrics by King Henry VIII
+[6] Lyrics by William Shakespeare (c. 1609)
+
+     "I have long considered the creative impulse to be a visit -
+a thing of grace, perhaps, not commanded or owned so much as
+awaited, prepared for.  A thing, also, of mystery.  This
+recording endeavors to explore some of that mystery.
+     "It looks as well into the earlier eastern influences of the
+Celts, the likelihood that they started from as far away as
+Eastern Europe before being driven to the western margins of
+Europe in the British Isles.  With their musical influences came
+rituals around birth and death which treated the land as holy and
+haunted; this life itself as a visit.  Afterwards, one's soul
+might move to another plane, or another form - perhaps a tree. 
+The Celts knew then, as we are re-learning now, a deep respect
+for all the life around them.  This recording aspires to be
+nothing so much as a reflection into the weave of these things." 
+[7]
+
+     Loreena McKennitt is a poet's musical dream.  From what I
+can tell, a third of the lyrical material on her discs comes from
+the works of such established poets as William Blake and Alfred
+Lord Tennyson.  Her soft, personal approach to the musical
+content underscores the power behind the words of these poetic
+"giants."  But this, by no means, over-shadows Miss McKennitt's
+ability to write stirring lyrics of her own.  The lyrics of "The
+Old Ways" stand as a proud testament of this fact.
+     As with "Parallel Dreams' (reviewed in an earlier STTS
+Volume), "The Visit" brings the listener into another world. 
+This disc is a definite "must-have."
+
+Grade:  A+
+Outstanding Track:  The Old Ways
+Lackluster Track:  Greensleeves
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Sign by Ace of Bass
+Arista Records, Copyright 1993, Production 1992/1993
+
+Track Listing
+1.  All That She Wants
+2.  Don't Turn Around
+3.  Young And Proud
+4.  The Sign
+5.  Living In Danger
+6.  Dancer In A Daydream
+7.  Wheel Of Fortune
+8.  Waiting For Magic (Total Remix 7")
+9.  Happy Nation
+10.  Voulez©Vous Danser
+11.  My Mind (Mindless Mix)
+12.  All That She Wants (Banghra Version)
+
+
+Hit records are easy to make.  A catchy beat, some catchy lyrics,
+and a record company to promote the single is all that is really
+needed.  While the single is quite good, the rest of the album is
+usually just barely palatable.  Very few bands have albums that
+provide the promise of the first single.  Ace of Bass is one of
+those bands.
+
+Hailing from Sweden, the band instantly reminds of you the 70s
+power-pop group Abba.  The lineup consists of two guys and two
+girls, none of which play any instruments.  And very much like
+Abba, their initial success here in the United States has been
+very big.  Their first single, The Sign, recieved heavy airplay
+on Pop airwaves, while it's accompanying video got very heavy
+rotation on Music TeleVision (MTV).  What this single promised,
+the rest of the album delivers.
+
+From the onset, this album is filled with great lyrics backed by
+a good beat and wonderful synthetic music, which is this band's
+only drawback.  One falls instantly in love with tracks such as
+"The Sign," "All That She Wants," "Don't Turn Around," and the
+extremely catchy "Happy Nation."  The lyrics have some deep
+meaning too.  For instance, from the title track:
+
+"no one's gonna drag you up
+ to get into the light where you belong
+ but where do you belong"
+
+
+There is only fear for a band like this.  With this being their
+first album, I hope that they don't let success spoil them.  Too
+many bands have had great first albums, only to be destroyed by
+public apathy for the successive albums after it (Ratt
+immediately comes to mind).  Let's hope this band will be around
+for some time to come.
+
+Grade:  A+
+Outstanding Track:  Happy Nation
+Lackluster Track:  Young And Proud
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Abba-esque By Erasure
+Elektra Records, Copyright/Production 1992
+
+Track Listing
+1.  Lay All Your Love On Me
+2.  S.O.S.
+3.  Take A Chance On Me (*)
+4.  Voulez Vous
+
+(*)  Additional Rap on Track 3 by MC Kinky
+
+
+Many bands today owe their influence directly to bands that were
+"superstars" in the past.  Obviously, for the two members of
+Erasure, Abba is one of their greatest influences.  Why else
+would they make a 4-song EP of Abba covers?  I haven't the
+foggiest, but one thing is for sure...it didn't work very well.
+
+These songs were brought from the "folk-pop" stylings that they
+started with, into an era and age of "synthetic" music.  If you
+took Abba, gave it a dance beat, sampled all the music into a
+keyboard (that's right...ALL the music...EVEN the drums!), you
+would get this EP.  To say that it outright stinks is a serious
+understatement.
+
+My advice to the reader is this:  If you are a fan of Depeche
+Mode or Erasure, this is the CD for you.  If you are a fan of
+Abba AND are weak of heart...avoid this disc like the plague!!!
+There are some very fine discs of bands doing "covers" of another
+band's songs, but this is definitely NOT one the better ones.
+
+Grade:  F
+Outstanding Track:  Try to find one...you can't!
+Lackluster Track:  Where do I begin??
+
+ 
+ 
+Movie Review:  "Star Trek: Generations"
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  STAR TREK:  GENERATIONS -- David Carson, director.       ³
+        ³  Ronald D. Moore & Brannon Braga, screenplay.  Rick Ber-  ³
+        ³  man, Ronald D. Moore & Brannon Braga, story.  Patrick    ³
+        ³  Stewart, Jonathan Frakes, Brent Spiner, Levar Burton,    ³
+        ³  Michael Dorn, Gates McFadden, Marina Sirtis, Malcolm     ³
+        ³  McDowell, James Doohan, Walter Koenig, Whoopi Goldberg,  ³
+        ³  and William Shatner.  Paramount.  Rated PG.              ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          To put it succinctly, STAR TREK:  GENERATIONS is more of a
+     fan's movie than anything else, perhaps even more of a fan movie
+     than any other picture in the franchise.  Folks walking in cold
+     to a screening won't get much out of the secondary character
+     interactions if they haven't watched ST:  NEXT GENERATION a few
+     times over the past seven years.  Elements like Data's "emotion
+     chip" and Spot, his cat; Geordi's visor and his friendship with
+     Data; Riker's relationship with Picard and his dislike for a
+     captaincy that would take him away from the Enterprise; and the
+     technobabble ("warp core breach," "level 12 shock wave") that has
+     become a hallmark of the series -- most of these elements will be
+     so much clutter to the casual viewer.  As a result, non-fans are
+     left with the villain -- Dr. Soran (Malcolm McDowell), a nasty
+     piece of work who never reaches his full potential -- and a plot
+     that's as silly and abstract (if not existential) as the
+     ludicrous "anti-time" concept that ended the TV series' regular
+     run.
+     
+          The real attraction of GENERATIONS doesn't occur until deep
+     into the third act:  the melding of the old guard with the new
+     guard.  I got that familiar Trekkie lump in my throat when I
+     first saw Captain James T. Kirk (William Shatner) and Captain
+     Jean-Luc Picard (Patrick Stewart) meet up on horseback in the
+     movie's coming attractions trailer when it hit theaters in late
+     summer.  "I take it the odds are against us and the situation's
+     grim," Kirk says when Picard makes one last plea for the two
+     captains to team up against a common enemy.  "Sounds like fun!"
+     is the capper line that's perfectly in keeping with Captain
+     Kirk's maverick nature while providing a nostalgic thrill for
+     old-time fans.
+     
+          McDowell's Dr.  Soran is the threat that takes two Captains
+     to stop: he's a mad scientist in the traditional mold, blowing up
+     solar systems literally for his own enjoyment.  Strange as it
+     sounds, the stellar explosions are engineered to influence the
+     path of a ribbon of time called The Nexus.  As Guinan (Whoopi
+     Goldberg), NEXT GENERATION's resident barkeep and in-house
+     mysterious presence, explains it to Picard, The Nexus is a place
+     of pure joy, and an intersection between all times and places.
+     It's through The Nexus that the past and present Enterprise
+     captains meet.  Having experienced the pure joy of The Nexus
+     once, Soran's need to return to it exhibits all the characteris-
+     tics of addiction.  You might say STAR TREK itself, whether in
+     TV, movie, or print form, is The Nexus to which every Trekkie
+     needs to return -- a place of pure joy that few others under-
+     stand.
+     
+          The contrast between the two Captains isn't developed as
+     much as I had hoped; it's mostly reduced to success in punch-outs
+     with Soran (surprise, surprise, Kirk is the abler pugilist) and
+     an extended discussion of duty.  The secondary characters are
+     used mostly to just drive the plot along.  As is usual in the
+     male-dominated STAR TREK world, the female characters have been
+     given the least amount to do.  Two members of the original Trek
+     cast, Scotty (James Doohan) and Chekhov (Walter Koenig), come
+     along as window dressing for the first ten minutes (Leonard Nimoy
+     and DeForest Kelley, the only other members asked back, de-
+     clined), and most of the NEXT GENERATION cast have just a few
+     lines, aside from the Data/emotion chip subplot, before they're
+     cast aside for the juicy Soran/Klingon and Soran/Picard scenes.
+     
+          So, what does it take to translate NEXT GENERATION to the
+     big screen?  Superficially, it takes retooled sets and graphics
+     (to compensate for film's increased visual resolution), a
+     lighting design that, at least aboard ship, seems much darker
+     than it needs to be (the director of photography definitely
+     decided to play with the dynamic range that film offers), a new
+     Enterprise set (stellar cartography, well-conceived and
+     executed), and the trashing of a starship that's become a ritual
+     with the movies.  Plotwise, it didn't take all that much to
+     launch a new series of movies.
+     
+          STAR TREK:  GENERATIONS will have made over 50 million bucks
+     by the time you read these words, making it the most successful
+     debut of an ST movie, ever.  Whether the fans can carry it beyond
+     the first film's take (the most successful in the series) remains
+     to be seen.  But how did I like it?
+     
+          Just fine, thank you.  Personally, I'd place it behind THE
+     VOYAGE HOME (ST IV) and THE WRATH OF KHAN (ST II) in terms of
+     entertainment value.
+     
+     RATING:  6 out of 10
+ 
+ 
+Movie Review:  LOVE AFFAIR
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³    LOVE AFFAIR:  Glenn Gordon Caron, director.  Robert    ³
+        ³    Towne & Warren Beatty, screenplay.  Warren Beatty,     ³
+        ³    Annette Bening, Katharine Hepburn, Garry Shandling,    ³
+        ³    Chloe Webb, Pierce Brosnan, and Kate Capshaw.          ³
+        ³    Warner Bros.  Rated PG-13.                             ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Nothing seems more natural this fall movie season than for
+     Warren Beatty and Annette Bening, one of the most romantic
+     couples in Hollywood, to remake one of Hollywood's most romantic
+     stories, LOVE AFFAIR.  The 1957 remake of the 1939 classic was
+     titled AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER, starring Cary Grant and Deborah
+     Kerr, which formed the nostalgic nougat center of 1993's unex-
+     pected romantic hit, SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE.  Framed by "the town
+     that never sleeps," New York City, the story's romantic climax
+     involves a fateful rendezvous on the Empire State Building and
+     the heart-rending aftermath.  Movie buffs familiar with LOVE
+     AFFAIR's turn of events may find nothing new in this latest
+     version, but for a new generation of movie-goers this film is a
+     wonderful introduction to some good, old-fashioned romance, an
+     element sorely lacking in many of today's love stories.
+     
+          Beatty manages to poke some fun at his past as a glamorous
+     playboy, giving his character, Mark Gambril, just the right heft
+     as -- guess what -- a celebrity playboy.  How apropos for Beatty
+     to choose this material, metaphorically presenting his newly-
+     domesticated image as Bening's husband and father of two children
+     through Gambril, a testosterone-driven sportscaster who goes
+     through women as rapidly and as insensitively as the young
+     Beatty.  Gambril is domesticating himself by becoming engaged to
+     a powerful TV producer (Kate Capshaw), but for all the wrong
+     reasons.  He's getting married to clean up his act; because it's
+     the *right* thing to do; because he's convinced himself that he's
+     in love.  That is, until he meets Terry McKay (Bening) on a
+     flight to Sydney, Australia.
+     
+          Terry's situation roughly parallels Mike Gambril's, sans the
+     sowing-wild-oats past.  Engaged to a powerful business tycoon
+     (Pierce Brosnan), Terry is unsure of herself and unsure of her
+     love.  Musician by avocation and vocation, she helps make ends
+     meet by decorating her fiancee's various homes and offices around
+     the world.  She's little more than a decoration herself, or so
+     the screenplay implies, which nicely serves as a metaphor for her
+     image with the shallower movie-goers who can't think of her as
+     anyone else but Beatty's wife.  Bening's talent and solid film
+     resum‚ should be enough to dispel these perceptions, but it's
+     hard to overcome the baggage that the name Warren Beatty still
+     carries in the collective hive-mind of the audience.  These
+     assumptions, as undeserved as they are, are belied by the skills
+     of these talented actors, who also just happen to be two of the
+     most charismatic screen presences working in film today.  Their
+     flair, charisma, and off-screen relationship inform LOVE AFFAIR
+     with a passion and affection that surpasses the sometimes-shallow
+     screenplay.
+     
+          The script, by Robert Towne and Beatty, seems to be missing
+     chunks of narrative, especially after Terry and Mike arrive back
+     in New York, committed to meet three months later on the Empire
+     State Building if their love is still true.  Those three months
+     fly by, the scenes mostly filled with the lovers separately
+     reprioritizing their lives and taking on new careers.  They
+     become nurturers (he -- a football coach; she -- a music
+     teacher), an obvious but appropriate metaphor for the nurturing
+     nature that each one has awakened in the other.  What's missing,
+     though, are the "break-up" scenes with their respective
+     intendeds.  Assumed though these scenes are, actually presenting
+     them would have given us further insight as to how profoundly the
+     protagonists have affected each other.  Instead, we are left with
+     lingering glances, lush music (courtesy of the never-boring Ennio
+     Morricone), and Katherine Hepburn's "insightful" comparison of
+     Beatty to an ugly duckling that doesn't know it's a swan.
+     Hepburn plays Mike Gambril's aunt, a feisty 86-year-old woman who
+     lives on a small Pacific island, dispensing bumper sticker wisdom
+     between servings of tea and cake.  It's a disappointingly-
+     scripted role for Hepburn's return to the screen after a 14 year
+     absence, but once again, the actor is able to inform the role
+     with warmth, humanity, and a sagacity beyond the words.
+     
+          While LOVE AFFAIR is a mixed bag, at best, Beatty and Bening
+     have rarely been as rapturous as they are here.
+     
+     
+     RATING:  6 out of 10
+ 
+ 
+Capsule Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³ PULP FICTION:  Written & directed by Quentin Tarantino.   ³
+        ³ John Travolta, Samuel L. Jackson, Uma Thurman, Tim Roth,  ³
+        ³ Amanda Plummer, Harvey Keitel, Maria de Madieros, Ving    ³
+        ³ Rhames, Eric Stoltz, Rosanna Arquette, Christopher Wal-   ³
+        ³ ken, and Bruce Willis.  Miramax.  Rated R.                ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          An intricate, literate, and fresh approach to hard-boiled
+     movies.  Tarantino surpasses his first triumph as a writer/
+     director, RESERVOIR DOGS, with a film that ties three stories
+     together in a Gordian knot of plot and character.  A young couple
+     robbing a restaurant frames the action, which features a couple
+     of mob boys (Travolta & Jackson) out on an errand, a night out
+     for Travolta and the mob boss' wife (Uma Thurman), and a
+     down-on-his-luck boxer (Willis) who decides to go for the gold.
+     Tarantino's dialogue sizzles and his direction cuts straight to
+     the bone.  PULP FICTION deservedly won the Cannes Palm D'Or, and
+     is going to be a nightmare for Tarantino to follow up.
+
+     RATING:  9 out of 10
+
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³ ED WOOD:  Tim Burton, director.  Scott Alexander & Larry  ³
+        ³ Karaszewski, screenplay.  Johnny Depp, Martin Landau,     ³
+        ³ Sarah Jessica Parker, Patricia Arquette, Jeffrey Jones,   ³
+        ³ Lisa Marie, George "The Animal" Steele, and Bill Murray.  ³
+        ³ Touchstone.  Rated R.                                     ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Ed Wood as directed by Ed Wood!  Tim Burton's paean to the
+     man voted "Worst Film Director of All Time" (GLEN OR GLENDA, PLAN
+     9 FROM OUTER SPACE) looks amazingly like one of Wood's movies in
+     atmosphere and subject matter, although it's miles better than
+     anything Wood himself churned out.  Though the screenplay relies
+     too much on the already-known and the assumed-to-be-true, Burton
+     captures the director's enthusiasm for the sheer art of film-
+     mmaking even though the man had no idea what he was doing.  Depp
+     is astounding as Wood, a kinetic force of nature who seems to zip
+     from scene to scene, eternally cheerful and eerily optimistic
+     about his work.  Even more amazing is Martin Landau as the
+     elderly Bela Lugosi, a portrayal that could have easily fallen
+     into parody.  Look for an Oscar nomination in the supporting
+     actor category.
+
+     RATING:  8 out of 10
+
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  THE SPECIALIST: Luis Llosa, director.  Alexandra Seros,  ³
+        ³  screenplay.  Sylvester Stallone, Sharon Stone, James     ³
+        ³  Woods, Rod Steiger, and Eric Roberts.  Warner Bros.      ³
+        ³  Rated R.                                                 ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Movies that "blow up real good" seem to be the rage this
+     year.  The publicity for THE SPECIALIST promised the love scenes
+     between Stallone and Stone would be just as explosive as the
+     special effects, but they're about as hot as a Fourth of July
+     sparkler.  Stallone is a mercenary-for-hire, and Stone gives him
+     a doozy of a job: take out the mobsters who killed her family
+     when she was a little girl.  Rod Steiger and Eric Roberts are the
+     father and son Colombian stereotypes who serve as Stone's
+     targets, with scene-stealer James Woods acting as the family's
+     bodyguard and security chief.  While the film hasn't bombed at
+     the box office, it certainly bombs on most other levels.
+
+     RATING:  2 out of 10
+
+
+-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   ONLY YOU:  Norman Jewison, director.  Diane Drake,      ³
+        ³   screenplay.  Marisa Tomei, Robert Downey, Jr., Bonnie   ³
+        ³   Hunt, Joaquim de Almeida, Fisher Stevens, and Billy     ³
+        ³   Zane.  TriStar.  Rated PG.                              ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Marisa Tomei pursues the man who seems to be her dream beau
+     (Robert Downey, Jr.) all the way to Italy, only to find out . . .
+     well, that would be telling.  The land of amore comes vibrantly
+     alive in director Norman Jewison's romantic follow-up to MOON-
+     STRUCK, although the present film seems to lack the richness of
+     the previous love story.  Tomei and Downey are just right in
+     their roles, the music and cinematography set the mood perfectly,
+     yet there seems to be a mechanical feeling to the plot twists and
+     character manipulations.  Perhaps a little less cleverness and a
+     little more romance would have served the movie well.  And it's a
+     bit disconcerting when you find yourself rooting for the
+     supporting character's budding romance (Hunt and Almeida seem
+     made for each other) than for the protagonists.
+
+     RATING:  5 out of 10
+ 
+ 
+Capsule Movie Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond
+All rights reserved
+
+     
+     
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  JUNIOR:  Ivan Reitman, director.  Kevin Wade and Chris   ³
+        ³  Conrad, screenplay.  Arnold Schwarzenegger, Danny        ³
+        ³  DeVito, Emma Thompson, Frank Langella, Pamela Reed, and  ³
+        ³  Judy Collins. Universal.  Rated PG-13.                   ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          If the idea of Arnold Schwarzenegger becoming pregnant
+     induces shivers in you, then avoid JUNIOR at all costs.  If,
+     however, a gentle comedy about understanding between the sexes
+     appeals to you, then this reuniting of TWINS director, Ivan
+     Reitman, and co-stars Schwarzenegger and DeVito is the movie for
+     you.  Never tacky or tasteless, JUNIOR handles male pregnancy
+     seriously, for a comedy, and offers another interpretation of
+     procreation.  Emma Thompson is on-hand as Ahnold's love interest,
+     playing the part of a klutzy scientist with great knockabout
+     fervor that helps keep the picture moving through its draggy
+     portions, of which there are too many.
+     
+     RATING:  6 out of 10
+     
+     
+==========
+     
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³  INTERVIEW WITH A VAMPIRE:  Neil Jordan, director.  Anne  ³
+        ³  Rice, screenplay based on her novel.  Tom Cruise, Brad   ³
+        ³  Pitt, Antonio Banderas, Stephen Rea, Christian Slater,   ³
+        ³  and Kirsten Dunst.  Geffen Pictures.  Warner Bros,       ³
+        ³  distributor.  Rated R.                                   ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Tom Cruise is Top Fang as novelist Anne Rice's vampire
+     Lestat, in one of his juiciest roles ever.  His rich, vibrant
+     performance nearly sucks the life out of co-star Brad Pitt's
+     portrayal of Lestat's proteg‚, Louis, in comparison.  A solid
+     supporting cast keeps the film's life-blood pumping, although a
+     showy second half set in Paris contrasts jarringly with the moody
+     first half.  The astonishing Kirsten Dunst, as the vampire
+     woman-child Claudia, steals every scene she appears in.
+     
+     RATING:  8 out of 10
+     
+     
+==========
+     
+     
+                             SEASON'S GREETINGS
+     
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³ MIRACLE ON 34TH STREET:  Les Mayfield, director.  George  ³
+        ³ Seaton and John Hughes, screenplay.  Based on the 1947    ³
+        ³ screenplay by George Seaton.  Valentine Davies, story.    ³
+        ³ Richard Attenborough, Mara Wilson, Elizabeth Perkins,     ³
+        ³ Dylan McDermott, J.T. Walsh, with William Windom and      ³
+        ³ Robert Prosky.  20th Century Fox.  Rated PG (mild lan-    ³
+        ³ guage and pratfalls).                                     ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Writer/producer John Hughes, creator of the hugely-
+     successful HOME ALONE movies, updates the Christmas classic with
+     Sir Richard Attenborough (JURASSIC PARK) as an eerily-genuine
+     Kriss Kringle.  Kringle's a department-store Santa who thinks
+     he's the real thing, and tries to prove so in a court of law.
+     MRS. DOUBTFIRE's Mara Wilson endearingly lisps her way through
+     the movie as a non-believing youngster who's swayed by Kringle's
+     good nature and twinkling eyes.
+     
+     RATING:  5 out of 10
+     
+     
+==========
+     
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³   THE SANTA CLAUSE:  John Pasquin, director.  Leo Ben-    ³
+        ³   venuti & Steve Rudnick, screenplay.  Tim Allen, Judge   ³
+        ³   Reinhold, Wendy Crewson, David Krumholtz, Eric Lloyd,   ³
+        ³   and Peter Boyle.  Walt Disney.  Rated PG (Santa falls   ³
+        ³   off a roof, misc. slapstick.)                           ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Tim Allen's Santa could use some Nome Improvement -- the
+     script is littered with fat jokes and other "comedic" misfirings,
+     making THE SANTA CLAUSE one of the most mean-spirited Christmas
+     flicks of recent history (even considering the gosh-awful SILENT
+     NIGHT, DEADLY NIGHT series).  Allen becomes Santa by donning the
+     jolly old elf's red suit after St. Nick accidentally falls from
+     the toy executive's roof.  That scene alone may make the movie
+     unacceptable for the under-five set.
+     
+     RATING:  2 out of 10
+     
+     
+==========
+     
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³ THE PAGEMASTER:  Joe Johnston & Maurice Hunt, directors.  ³
+        ³ David Kirschner, David Casci, Ernie Contreras, screen-    ³
+        ³ play.  Kirschner, Casci, story.  Macauley Culkin, Chris-  ³
+        ³ topher Lloyd, Whoopi Goldberg, Patrick Stewart, Leonard   ³
+        ³ Nimoy, and Frank Welker.  20th Century Fox.  Rated G.     ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Young Richie Tyler must survive horror, adventure and
+     fantasy after stumbling into a library inhabited by animated
+     books.  Macauley Culkin, more appealing as a cartoon than in real
+     life, proves to be an entertaining voice talent, especially when
+     teamed with the likes of Whoopi Goldberg and Patrick Stewart.
+     Older kids may find the storyline bland, with cursory glances at
+     such classics as MOBY DICK and TREASURE ISLAND, but younger
+     children may be entranced by the colorful characters.  Smooth
+     animation, but a minor entry in toon annals.
+     
+     RATING:  5 out of 10
+     
+     
+==========
+     
+        ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿
+        ³ THE SWAN PRINCESS:  Richard Rich, director.  Brian Nis-   ³
+        ³ sen, screenplay.  Rich and Nissen, story.  Jack Palance,  ³
+        ³ Howard McGillin, Michelle Nicastro, John Cleese, Steven   ³
+        ³ Wright, Steve Vinovich, and Sandy Duncan.  Nest Enter-    ³
+        ³ tainment.  New Line Cinema.  Rated G.                     ³
+        ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ
+
+          Loosely adapted from SWAN LAKE, this movie resulted from the
+     efforts of a nest of former Disney animators, and the influence
+     of that larger studio shows.  The animation is smooth, if bland
+     and lacking in depth, and the character design is well thought-
+     out and delineated.  The music that surrounds the story of a
+     princess enchanted to live her days as a swan is the standout
+     element, ranging from Broadway-esque show tunes to jazz pop to an
+     old-time Hollywood musical number.  The youngest kids will get a
+     kick out of a turtle named Speed and a decidedly-French frog,
+     Jean-Bob, voiced by former Monty Pythoner John Cleese.
+     
+     RATED:  4 out of 10
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Druids by Morgan Llywelyn
+Ivy Books, Copyright 1991, 1st Printing January 1993
+ISBN 0-8041-0844-7, 400 Pages
+LCCN 90-44292
+
+     Reading books is a fundamental passion with me.  From
+escapist SF/F novels to enlightening historical accounts, I
+devour their pages like a small child cruising through Halloween
+candy.  While I am open to reading novels from all authors, I
+find myself gravitating to certain ones because of previous
+novels I have read.  One of these is Mercedes Lackey, who has
+written many novels that rank in my top twenty list.  I had never
+heard of Morgan Llywelyn before, but was drawn towards her novel
+"Druids" through an interest in the ancient Gauls.  What I
+discovered was a novel that ranks as one of the most precious
+"gems" in my book collection.
+     From the opening chapter to the closing sentence, I was
+absolutely captivated by this story-line.  I found myself reading
+slower than usual, savoring each page's turn in the plot.  It was
+almost as if my subconscious mind refused to race through the
+events unfolding before my imagination.  Miss Llywelyn wrote this
+story so well, I almost felt as if I was a member of the Gaulish
+tribes.
+     An even bigger surprise for me were the "lessons on life"
+that are tucked away in the story.  I have a small book that I
+have filled with quotations that mean something to me.  I found
+myself adding quotations from this book to my list.  One of these
+quotations is this:  "When you get to appreciate someone, the
+dwelling that contains them becomes unimportant; you go to see
+your friends, not the lodges they live in."  It is quotations
+like this that will be passed on to my son Corey when he gets
+older.
+     If you enjoy SF/F novels, this is one book that your
+personal library is screaming out for you to get.  I am sure that
+you will come to treasure it just as much as I have.  Just
+remember -- this is a story to savor.
+
+                         Blessed Be!
+
+Grade:  A+
+Story-line:  A+
+
+Note:  I am not going to comment on the cover art for this book. 
+Although it was done very well, I felt that the emphasis should
+be on the story-line, not the art-work.
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Our Game:  An American Baseball History by Charles G. Alexander
+Henry Holt Books, Copyright 1991, 1st Printing 1991
+ISBN 0-8050-1594-9, 388 Pages
+LCCN 90-20585
+
+     There are parts of my childhood that I always cherish.  My
+senior prom night, the thrill associated with my first dog, and
+playing catch in the backyard with my father.  Of all the above
+memories, the last one seems to be universal among young men. 
+It's this universal love for baseball that has found it's way
+into the ideals of father/son bonding.  It was my father that
+taught me how to catch a fly ball.  It was my father that showed
+me how to twist my wrist in just such a manner to achieve the
+elusive pitch called "the curveball."  It was my father that came
+to every single Little League game that I played in.  It was my
+father that cheered the loudest when I got a single.  Where
+baseball was concerned, it was my father that showed me
+everything.  Those are memories that will last a lifetime.
+     Charles Alexander accomplishes a similar feeling with this
+book.  He tries valiantly to chronicle the history of baseball
+from it's earliest days to the final days of the 1990 season. 
+With so much information to present in one format, this book will
+lose the average reader quite easily.  For someone like me, an
+avid baseball nut, this book will present some of the most
+cherished memories of the game's history.
+     For what Mr. Alexander attempted to do, this book falls just
+short of pure genius, but there are some flaws to it.  Instead of
+dividing periods of baseball into eras, each of Mr. Alexander's
+chapters chronicle a ten-year period.  In this manner, certain
+events are not given enough light in this history while others
+are a bit over-done.  For instance, the 1919 Chicago "Black" Sox
+scandal in the World Series never got much mention in the chapter
+concerning the period from 1910-1919.  However, in the section
+concerning the period 1920-1929, it took virtually most of center
+stage, thereby casting a pall over the early years of Babe Ruth's
+career and the "prime" years of Ty Cobb's.
+     In short, this is quite a good history.  It's compact, but
+it does not "gloss" over most of the issues.  For someone
+interested in a crash-course on the history of baseball, this is
+the book for them.  For those already well versed in the history
+of baseball, this is a good book to recommend to your fifteen
+year old when trying to explain the current strike.  After all,
+the reasoning behind this strike goes way back through all of
+baseball's rich history.
+
+Overall Grade:  B-
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Pegasus In Flight By Anne McCaffery
+Del Rey Books    Copyright 1990
+ISBN 0-345-36897-5     LCCN 90-92901
+First Hardcover Edition:  December 1990
+First Mass Market Edition:  November 1991
+Cover Art by Romas
+Pages:  293
+
+Have you ever read a book that has totally confused you, but has
+had a story-line that is fascinating beyond belief?  If you
+haven't read such a novel, this is the book for you.  Anne
+McCaffery has FINALLY written a novel that has left me without a
+clue as to where it was going and what meaning it had.
+
+To be honest, this novel is not that bad.  However, it reads like
+a second or third part of a series.  There are subplots in this
+book that are ASSUMED that the reader knows what is going on. 
+When you pick this book up, you feel as if you have wandered into
+the middle of a conversation on quantum physics.  That's right,
+you will get the feeling of being TOTALLY lost!  This book is not
+marked on the cover OR the inside jacket as being part of a
+series, which makes Miss McCaffery's writing style even more of a
+mystery.
+
+The plot of the story follows an enclave of "Talented" (folks
+with paranormal kinetic abilities) located in a large metropolis
+on Earth.  They are basically the work-horses of the society,
+since they can do things that other humans can't.  In short, they
+are indentured servants.  From this point, the story delves into
+three tracks that all become intermingled and absolutely
+confusing to keep track of.  The first plot-line deals with a
+young lady with kinetic abilities who is hiding from the
+"Talented" folk because of her fear of them.  The second
+plot-line follows a young boy who is being trained in his kinetic
+abilities.  Predictably, both of those characters have kinetic
+abilities that go WAY beyond the scale of any of the other
+kinetics.  The third plot-line deals with a space platform that
+is being built in Earth's orbit.  The contractor of this platform
+is the villianess of the story.  Predictably, she is shady and
+very unsympathetic to the plight of the kinetics.
+
+What Miss McCaffery has succeeded in doing one thing with this
+novel.  She has totalled destroyed my faith in her abilities to
+write good, focused stories along the lines of "The Lady" or "The
+Dragonriders Of Pern" series.  This novel is a fine example of
+what happens when a good writer doesn't think his/her plot line
+completely through.  It would be best to avoid this book at all
+costs, unless you are a McCaffery fan and you MUST have ALL of
+her novels in your collection.
+
+Storyline:  F
+Overall Grade:  F
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Adept Book Two:  The Lodge Of The Lynx by Katherine Kurtz &
+Deborah Turner Harris
+Ace Books, Copyright 1992, 1st Printing June 1992
+ISBN 0-441-00344-3
+
+
+Most people dread sequels.  They usually complain about how drawn
+out the story has become and the number of contradictions in the
+main character(s) that are created with a second storyline.  I,
+however, am drawn to sequels.  Especially sequels to books that I
+like.  I savor the possibility of seeing a side of the main
+character(s) that I had not envisioned before, the chance that
+the author has to redefine what the character really means.  When
+I picked up this novel, I felt that same exhilaration.  Boy, was
+I disappointed.
+
+While Miss Kurtz and Miss Harris have once again turned out a
+fine story, their perception of the characters of Sir Adam
+Sinclair, Mr. Peregrine Lovat and Chief Detective Noel McLeod
+have become even more clouded to me.  While their perception of
+Sir Adam Sinclair has basically remained unchanged (other than
+the fact that we get to see him finally fall in love), the
+characters of Lovat and McLeod are so estranged from the original
+novel that one gets lost trying to keep up with the changes. 
+It's not that I am against changes in the characters, after all
+everyone goes through changes in their lives.  But not at the
+speed that the lives of these two characters change.
+
+Another big disappointment to this novel was an EXTREMELY
+ridiculous ending.  I am quite sure that the Freemasons in
+Scotland have a good foothold in the society there, but not to
+the level that this book suggests.  For those that prefer a touch
+of reality to SF/F novels, the ending to this will leave them
+real damn cold.
+
+There are good points to the novel though.  At one point, there
+is a suggestion as to what might truly cause personality
+disorders, with an emphasis on past lives.  While the theory is
+never truly expanding on, it sounds quite plausible.  Another
+point is the ability to watch Mr. Lovat slowly lose his cloak of
+insecurity, while his confidence in his abilities starts to grow. 
+There are very novels that deal with such inner workings in a
+character.
+
+While I recommend this book, it is with extreme caution to the
+reader.  Abandon your sense of what is real, for detachment is
+very needed to finish this novel without truly hating it.  Don't
+forget to abandon everything you think you know about
+Freemasonry, because this book plays up it's "secret society" to
+levels that are almost too insane to believe.
+
+Grade:  C-
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Thomas Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+The Lady by Anne McCaffery
+Ballantine Books, Copyright 1987
+LCCN 86-92092
+ISBN 0-345-35674-8
+Pages:  369
+
+When you mention the name Anne McCaffery, most people immediately
+think of her Dragonriders of Pern series.  The setting for that
+series and most of her other novels is in the Science Fiction
+and/or Fantasy realm.  I was genuinely shocked and pleased to
+find a novel by her that didn't fall into either of the above
+categories.
+
+"The Lady" is set in modern day Ireland, centering around an
+estate and stable in the countryside between the towns of
+Kilcoole and Greystones.  The family is a very odd one, in that
+husband and daughter are very close, while the mother falls in
+the range of a "snooty aristocrat."  The "battle" falls between
+the mother and the father over what the daughter should be
+allowed to do.  The daughter wishes to ride horses, while the
+mother wishes for her to become a "proper lady" in the fashion of
+aristocracy.  Soon enough, Selina Healey enters the lives of this
+family and things get turned upside down.
+
+Miss McCaffery has written what is, in my mind, one of the best
+pieces of work she has produced.  The storyline is believeable
+right down to it's very core.  The family's struggles, both
+internal and external, are written from every point of view.  But
+Miss McCaffery focuses on the young daughter through the entire
+novel, letting the reader grow with her.  It is this that makes
+the strongest point of the entire story-line.  You find yourself
+totally encompassed in the daughter's life, living every
+experience with her, seeing the world through new eyes.
+
+I love to read books that express the relationship of human
+beings with one another.  "The Lady" is one of the best examples
+of such relationships that I have read in quite a while.  I
+highly recommend this book to people that are looking for a
+change of pace from SciFi thrillers, Suspense Thrillers, and the
+such.  Pick it up and give it a read.
+
+Grade:  A+
+Storyline: A+
+ 
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+The Tinkerbells                             
+Copyright (c) 1994, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+                                  THE TINKERBELLS
+
+
+         "He didn't even read the letter."
+         Peter's anger and adolescence caused his voice to rise sharply and
+      further aggravated him.  He flipped the two dice lying on the Samsonite
+      folding table and caused them to spin out to sixes.  Boxcars, he
+      growled inwardly, his hands still fiercely clenched in his pockets.
+      Unsatisfied, he resumed his angry pacing.  Tossing dice, even using
+      only his mind, hardly eased his fury.
+         Across the room, comfortably reclined in his favorite chair, Walter
+      Morrison watched his young friend pace and toss the dice on the table.
+      A knock on the door stopped the tossing, but did nothing for the
+      pacing.  Peter twisted the door knob, from across the room, and watched
+      while Olivia's long blonde hair signaled her arrival.
+         The slender young woman held the door for Jimmy, the fourth and last
+      member of the Friday gathering.  The familiar whirr of Jimmy's wheel
+      chair preceded him into the apartment.  He flipped the joy stick
+      control and motored to his customary place at the table.
+         "Evenin' everyone."  Jimmy and Olivia spoke together.  When they
+      were in the same room, or hooked in their unique tandem, they spoke as
+      one.  Their super sensitive minds seemed hooked together, as surely as
+      if a thick, black cable were connected to each young head.  Their
+      thoughts might start separately somewhere in the swirling mass of one
+      brain or the other, but what came out was a duet.
+         Walter pushed up from his chair and moved the four steps to his
+      place at the plastic topped table.  His pack of Kools followed,,a step
+      behind, and nestled alongside his arm when he leaned onto the table.
+      Everyone in the room knew Walter would have had to quit smoking, for
+      lack of cigarettes and matches, if he didn't keep the green and white
+      packages following him with some small piece of his ever active mind.
+      The three younger members of the group often teased him about his
+      absent-mindedness but were really expressing the affection they felt
+      for their mentor and friend.
+         Olivia tossed her windbreaker at the clothes tree standing in the
+      corner and ignored the nylon fabric, as it moved on its own to rest on
+      one of the brass arms.
+         Peter relinquished his attempt at setting the indoor pacing record
+      and took his seat at the small table.  The meeting was opened.
+         A carbon copy of the letter causing Peter's outrage, and the focus
+      of the meeting, was lying on the table.  Addressed to The President of
+      The United States, the letter asked for an immediate reduction in
+      nuclear weaponry and prompt elimination of current uses of
+      radioactivity.  A thinly veiled threat of the group's intent to take
+      matters into their own hands formed the final paragraph.
+      
+         Delivered in the daily flood of letters, cards and petitions, the
+      letter had been placed in the stack marked Possible Threats and
+      forwarded with the rest of the day's crank mail to the F.B.I.  The
+      President had never been aware that anything signed with a drawing of
+      Walt Disney's Tinkerbell had entered his world.  He was a very busy
+      man.
+      
+         The two week deadline the group established passed without any
+      change.  They were meeting to decide which way to move.
+         "O.K., what do we do?" Olivia, speaking alone for a change, voiced
+      the nagging question on everyone's mind.
+         "Show them."  Peter's frustration exploded into the room, up turned
+      in pitch as usual.
+         "Three Mile Island?"  Jimmy and Olivia queried.
+         A third vote for their alternate plan was registered with Peter's
+      nod, making Walter the lone dissenter.
+         "We are fixin' to put our tushes in a terrible bind."  Walter
+      disliked being the devil's advocate, but felt obligated to express what
+      could become their collective fate.  "There are a lot of bad guys out
+      there.  They, and a lot of good guys wearing their red, white, and blue
+      hats, will all want to give us a permanent room in one of their special
+      resorts.  If we start playing with their nuclear toys, even the ones
+      they wish they were rid of, they're going to get nasty, real fast.  We
+      need a safe place.  Safer than this old apartment, anyway."
+         "Dad's place in the mountains.  Quiet, remote, and those hillbillies
+      hate people in black Fords."  Olivia raised her eyebrows, asking for a
+      vote.
+         Three heads nodded their agreement.  The plan was approved.
+         "Go home, get your excuses made and your things together.  I'll gas
+      the wagon and pick you up between seven and eight.  Bring what you need
+      for a couple of weeks."  Walter played organizer, despite his lack of
+      any sense of order.  The meeting ended.  The youngsters left the room
+      subdued, but determined.
+         Walter watched through the window as the three young people went
+      their separate ways.  For all their mental powers, they still lacked
+      the ability to see beyond their adolescent black and white view of the
+      world.  They wanted the pristine purity of what should be, not the
+      multi shaded reality of life.  While they had experimented with their
+      combined mental powers, Walter prayed that they were not like gnats
+      trying to eat an elephant.  The joint powers of the Soviet and American
+      nations were an awesome meal, especially for three kids and one middle
+      aged man.  Walter suppressed the images he was having of dungeons,
+      chains fastened to blood stained walls, and husky, dark men with
+      leather hoods and large whips.  He called his cigarettes, keys, and
+      jacket and turned the lights out by hand.  He rolled his eyes toward
+      the heavens, imploring divinity once again and locked the door.
+      Tomorrow, he thought.  They'll get the word early tomorrow.
+      
+         No one saw the grey and brown haired man leave the brick apartment
+      building.  If someone had noticed, they would not have given him a
+      second thought.  Walter looked quite ordinary.
+      
+         Despite her sharply focused efforts, the First Lady of The United
+      States could find no mention of Three Mile Island in her foot thick
+      stack of morning newspapers.  She did not understand why, but when
+      George wanted her to search the papers for something, she obeyed.  The
+      strident ringing of the telephone, at five thirty, had set this search
+      into motion.  She had only caught pieces of the Presidential end of the
+      conversation.  Phrases drifted across the king sized bed and teased her
+      mind.  She couldn't make any sense from the little she heard, but
+      George's ramrod stiff back and the terseness of his replies told her
+      that important events were taking shape.  Phrases, tantalizingly brief,
+      followed her while she dressed.  Phrases like; absolutely clean...?
+      Where was security?  The whole mess?
+         None of it made any sense, but it tore the hell out of sleeping.
+         George remained silent, as he paced the floor, his hands making
+      little progress toward rearranging his pillow smashed hair.  She smiled
+      gently at the familiar display of Presidential nakedness and waited for
+      his mind to sort out his next actions.
+         The change came suddenly when he snatched his glasses from the night
+      stand and started stabbing numbers into the telephone.  She hurried to
+      the small desk and retrieved a note pad and pen for his drumming
+      fingers.  She turned her back and rushed to the bathroom to bring her
+      husband his false teeth.  He definitely sounded more presidential with
+      his teeth in place, that was important even at nearly six in the
+      morning.
+         The president, his skinny, naked buttocks clenching and relaxing as
+      he waited for his sleeping Vice President to answer the ringing
+      summons, was amused.  The world might explode, but he would damn well
+      be properly adorned, if the First Lady had her way.  He shook his head
+      and smiled with pleasure, as his wife of twenty five years hurried to
+      win her self imposed race with the V.P.  Her next effort would be to
+      get his skinny carcass hidden under some respectable clothing.
+         The First Lady beat the V.P. by ten seconds and maintained decorum.
+      She accepted the hastily scrawled note from her husband, followed its
+      request, and began sifting through the morning editions for mention of
+      Three Mile Island.  She thought the issue long dead, but perhaps
+      something new had happened.
+         The Vice President listened sleepily as the President detailed the
+      incredible news.  Three Mile Island, expected to be deadly with
+      contamination for centuries, was suddenly pristine and pure.  "In
+      fact," the President relayed with amazement evident in his voice,
+      "there isn't even the normal background radiation the technicians
+      expect anywhere in the world."
+         The two men agreed on who needed to know, and broke the connection.
+      The Vice President would gather the forces of democracy and assemble
+      them to tackle this newly risen Phoenix.  The only problem he faced was
+      getting anyone to believe the story he himself was barely able to
+      accept.
+      
+         Later that same morning, after his early morning meeting with a
+      stern President and a silent Vice President, Matthew Simmes called his
+      most reliable investigator and paced the floor while the younger man
+      crossed Philadelphia from his separate office complex.  The two men
+      were part of an elite branch of the National Security Agency.  Their
+      activities were so classified that only their boss knew they existed.
+      Their assignments were so sensitive they seldom met face-to-face.
+         Today was obviously an exception, Robert Blanton thought, as he rode
+      the elevator to his supervisor's eleventh floor office.
+         "Have a drink, Bob," the lean figure behind the desk offered,
+      looking up over the newest additions to the clutter of reports covering
+      the desk top, extending a quart mason jar of murky water.
+         Robert Blanton hesitated, he did not wish to insult his boss nor did
+      he wish to taste any of the cloudy liquid.
+         "What's in here?" he inquired, holding the jar up to the light
+      streaming through the east facing window.
+         "Water...  From the core container at Three Mile Island."
+         "Jesus Christ!"  Robert lowered the jar to the cluttered desk
+      instantly, flinching as some splashed out onto his hand.  He hesitated
+      before wiping his hand on his pants leg, half expecting his fingers to
+      turn black, or hurt, or something.  Nothing happened.  He looked
+      questioningly at Matthew Simmes, who was grinning like a fourteen year
+      old boy watching his first carnival girlie show.
+         "That stuff's safer than mother's milk.  The lab boys say they can't
+      detect any radiation, not even what's present in tap water.  Last
+      night, someone neutralized all the radiation in that whole damn
+      reactor, including the core.  The FBI, NRC and NSA are swarming around
+      down there like flies on a fresh turd.  Nobody knows a damn thing, but
+      they're busy trampling each other to find out what, or who, and most
+      important...  How."
+         Silence filled the room as both men mentally gnawed the bone before
+      them.  One man was savoring the unlikely feast for the first time,
+      while his dining partner and superior was struggling to grasp the
+      subtleties of his second portion.  Neither man got much pleasure from
+      their efforts.
+         Both men were charged with surveillance of and security against
+      those who would wreak nuclear havoc on the country.  They were not
+      concerned with military weaponry except when it fell into the hands of
+      paramilitary or civilian splinter groups who might use their new found
+      power for extortion or punishment.  The missing radioactivity, however
+      it vanished, was sufficiently powerful to constitute a weapon;
+      therefore, the jar of water, a freshly calibrated Geiger counter, and a
+      puzzle arrived a Matthew Simmes' home at seven thirty that morning.
+      The two couriers had insisted he read the letter bearing the embossed
+      Presidential Seal.
+         The hand written missive urged his complete and speedy resolution of
+      the mystery and made the usual references to national security and
+      welfare.
+         Matthew shared his suddenly tasteless morning coffee with his wife
+      and shuddered occasionally, as permutations of what had occurred at
+      Three Mile Island began to cross his mind.  Radiation, the silent,
+      stealthy killer of the Atomic Age was containable, within limits.  The
+      death dealing potential of the radiation contained within reactor
+      number one was enormous, yesterday.  Today, the water, concrete, steel,
+      and exotic metals inside that giant dome were inert, normal.  Actually
+      less than normal, speaking radioactively.
+         If the same person, persons, or power, decided to help themselves
+      again...  Generators would stop, bombs would be mere pieces of junk,
+      medical equipment would cease to function, and....  The list of
+      civilian, military, and industrial uses of shattered atoms was too
+      extensive to worry through, over one cup of coffee.
+         Matthew's greatest concern was that the phenomenon was affecting
+      only United States atoms.  Lets face facts, he told himself, the
+      Soviets would hardly be willing to admit that one of their underground
+      tests went click, much less that the radioactivity of the fissionable
+      material had vanished like a stripper's G-string.  When it was gone, no
+      one could recall seeing it leave.
+         "Damn." Matthew swore aloud, the third venting of frustrations since
+      he had finished the President's note.
+         "Damn it."
+      
+         "Walter, your cigarettes."   Peter called from the couch.  Peter
+      disliked cigarettes, but Walter's single vice was tolerable.
+         Walter held his right hand up, snapped his fingers, and waited for
+      the package of Kools to levitate and scamper to him.  The older man was
+      beginning to think there was some truth to the idea the youngsters had,
+      maybe he was really slipping.  He shook his head and walked down the
+      hall of the cabin, to make certain Jimmy was resting comfortably.
+         Jimmy could move a mountain, if the idea struck his fancy, but
+      Walter feared the night's activities had strained even Jimmy's vast
+      powers.  Walter was also concerned that all the moving around and
+      hassle had done the delicate looking young man some unrevealed harm.
+      Jimmy never complained, despite being a captive inside a body that
+      resembled something made from the fire sale rejects from a mannequin
+      factory.  His shriveled limbs were the result of drugs his mother had
+      taken just before his conception.  Jimmy had never walked a step or
+      lifted a fork, but his cerebral power had become evident very early in
+      his life.  His mother had been watching when he caused his stuffed toy
+      to move from the foot of his crib to a more comforting closeness next
+      to his cheek.  His mother had maintained her exuberance until her
+      husband returned from work.  Jimmy was awakened and summarily deprived
+      of his plush puppy.  He unknowingly reassured his mother of her sanity
+      and moved the puppy back to its proper place.  His dark eyes closed
+      again and slumber claimed the miniature marvel.
+         Those awesome powers grew and twenty years later were coupled with
+      the strengths of his friends to deprive the officials of the nuclear
+      agencies of one gigantic worry bead, while adding to Walter's list of
+      concerns.  The radiation was changed but the concern was not.  The
+      reactions from officialdom were slowly trickling into the papers, and
+      the everyone seemed to want back what had been theirs.  They seemed to
+      cherish worries.
+         The group had just concluded their final draft of the letter they
+      were mailing to the White House.  Jimmy had participated through Olivia
+      and their amazing rapport, while he allowed the body he seldom felt to
+      rest in bed.  The envelope bore the admonition that the writers were
+      responsible for Three Mile Island.  Since no one at the White House
+      could have remained uninformed of the most recent events at that ill
+      fated piece of real estate, this letter was expected to reach The
+      President.
+
+
+             Dear Mr. President,
+                You are, I am sure, aware of the recent events at
+             Three Mile Island.  I am proud to be a participant in the
+             nuclear cleanup that is sweeping our country.
+                I am writing in the hope of enlisting your assistance
+             in this enterprise.  You may signal your agreement by
+             announcing, prior to 1800 hours, December twenty-fourth,
+             that unilateral disarmament has begun.
+                You will find enclosed a copy of the letter I have
+             dispatched to the Soviets.  Neither country need worry
+             about the other cheating.  I will be watching, along with
+             many of my friends.
+                I trust you will join me in celebrating the coming new
+             year, without the threat of atomic weapons.
+                All production, assembly and distribution of nuclear
+             weapons must stop before December twenty-fifth.
+                Merry Christmas to you and yours.
+
+         The letter was signed with a drawing of Walt Disney's Tinkerbell.
+      
+         A thick snow storm blanketed Washington, D.C., as more than fifty
+      people read the copies of the letter that were floating around 1600
+      Pennsylvania Avenue.  Like the snow flakes turning the dirty grey of
+      the city into virginal white, belying the reality below, smiles
+      accompanied the circulating copies of the letter, but did little to
+      mask the terror the letter evoked.
+         Inside the oval shaped room housing a dressed and properly betoothed
+      President and seven of his top advisors, there was no laughter.  The
+      President had just asked the question that everyone had been skirting,
+      like something freshly deposited by an errant dog.
+         "How do we stop him, or them, from carrying out their threat?  If
+      there was a threat."
+         "Stop 'em hell.  Three Mile Island was locked up tighter than an old
+      maid's virtue.  They walked in, neutralized tons of red hot radioactive
+      shit and walked back out again.  Not one friggin' alarm chirped.  We
+      can't even find which direction they moved the stuff.  Don't bet your
+      ass on stoppin 'em."
+         The Chairman of The Joint Chiefs-of-Staff was not usually given to
+      profanity or excessive conversation.  Saturnine, cool, and aloof were
+      the adjectives most often attached to his name.  He had, however, never
+      faced the possible loss of his entire arsenal of atomic weapons.  He
+      was understandably upset.  The muscles of his powerful jaw line were
+      flexing and relaxing, exercising to some unheard music, or perhaps
+      chewing on his image of someone who would dare screw up the entire
+      world.
+         All eight men in the room had just returned from the War Room.  They
+      were fully aware that the room would be obsolete in less than ten
+      hours, if the threat was real.  The room, like the men who held the
+      reins of power, had been framed and built of the seasoned timber of the
+      atomic tree.  No power yet devised by man was more feared and less
+      seldom used in anger than the modern thermonuclear bomb.  The crude
+      devices dropped over Japan were as unrelated to the modern weapons as
+      grandmothers and girlfriends.  While both were female, they were
+      definitely treated differently.
+         The American leadership knew, from the frenzied visits of Soviet
+      diplomats based in Washington, that the U.S.S.R had also enjoyed some
+      missing isotopes.  K.G.B. agents, spotted by the stepped up security at
+      international airports, were pouring into the U.S.  Moscow had pulled
+      out the stops in their efforts to locate this newest, and most
+      dangerous terrorist before he could destroy the normal insanity
+      everyone thrived upon.
+         Terrorists, worldwide, no matter how preposterously remote from
+      being able to perform the feats of magic that were confounding
+      everyone, were suddenly accompanied by men with both Slavic and Anglo
+      appearances.  Anyone buying books, spare parts, or equipment connected,
+      no matter how remotely, with radioactivity were detained, photographed,
+      followed and generally harassed.  Three teachers from Dallas and their
+      friend, a librarian, were arrested when they attempted to purchase the
+      usual books they used in science fair projects.  Their indignation
+      would cost the taxpayers two million dollars in a false arrest and
+      invasion of privacy suit.  The feeding frenzy of effort expanded with
+      each passing day, until it seemed the nation was completely captive
+      beneath a microscope of surveillance.
+      
+         On December twenty-fourth, the deadline passed, as the quartz
+      accuracy the Pentagon obeyed with Pavlovian regularity marched past six
+      P.M.
+         The rooms did not move.
+         The air remained breathable.
+         People sat in hushed groups waiting and gradually began complaining.
+      After all it was Christmas Eve and the Bigwigs could solve this crisis
+      at a more convenient time.  If they tried.
+      
+         Sixty quartz clicks later the announcement came that all those below
+      the rank of Major General could leave.  The trickle of those who had
+      snuck out early became a flood, as people dashed for their cars.  They
+      hurried to be first at the traffic jams, and were soon joined by their
+      slower coworkers.
+      
+         Word came to the President nearly eleven hours after the deadline.
+         "Mr. President, sorry to disturb you, sir."
+         "Go ahead, Major.  Who did we hear from?"
+         "One hundred and seventy-sixth Missile Group, between Topeka and
+      Kansas City.  They have forty-eight Minute Man missiles..."
+         "Well, for God's sake, son.  What happened?"
+         "We have confirmed the telex by phone, sir.  They haven't had time
+      to open all the warheads, but twenty-seven are filled with pop corn.
+         The president swung his feet off of the ottoman and slipped into his
+      house slippers.
+         "Anything else?"
+         "Beg your pardon, sir."
+         "Anything unusual left behind?"
+         "Well... I didn't ask, sir.  Is it important?"
+         "No, Major.  Please keep me posted.  This looks like it will be a
+      long day."
+         "Yes, sir."
+         The president wondered idly how much butter was buried in government
+      warehouses.
+      
+         By ten o'clock the President requested an hourly summary from
+      communications.  The calls had quickly become continuous, all
+      delivering the same message.  The United States military might was
+      heading toward cornering the market in impotent military hardware and
+      pop corn.
+         By six P.M., twenty-four hours after the deadline, the reports were
+      nearly complete.  Including the most secret locations in outer space,
+      and the most public silos in Kansas, there was not a single nuclear
+      warhead in the United States that was anything but a very expensive
+      snack can.  One report arrived by courier and included a drawing of
+      Tinkerbell.
+         A six thirty hot line call to the Kremlin, delayed by the usual
+      clicks and snaps of recording devices and eavesdroppers, produced a
+      weary Russian Chairman.  From the Chairman's denials and the angry and
+      confused discussion in the background, the President knew that The Iron
+      Curtain had not delayed the green garbed fairy.  He considered, for one
+      devilish moment, asking if the Premier could use Captain Hook's help.
+      He bit his tongue, remembering the Soviet sense of humor.
+         "Mr. Premier, we will be forced to forego the pleasure of meeting in
+      May.  Not much need discussing arms limitations, now."
+         "Da.  Some other time, perhaps.  Or some other subject."
+         "Merry Christmas, Mr. Chairman."
+         "We do not celebrate your Christmas."
+         "Well then, Happy New Year."
+         "Da."
+         The phone went dead.
+
+ 
+ 
+This Little Piggy 
+Copyright (c) 1994, Robin Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+
+                       This Little Piggy
+                        by Robin Aiken
+
+
+        3:02.
+        The glowing red numbers seared through my eyes, imprinting themselves 
+onto the back of my retina.  I closed my eyelids, but the phosphorescent glow 
+lingered, taunting me.  Mocking me.
+        "Not tonight," I groaned.  In a mere four hours I would have to get 
+up and I couldn't figure out what was keeping me from slipping into sweet 
+oblivion.  But in the deep recesses of my mind, I knew what kept me awake.  
+Revenge.  Revenge from the spirit of my last alarm clock.  
+        Last week, my previous alarm clock died a sudden, violent death.  It 
+hit a wall going about forty miles an hour.  The clock was going about forty 
+miles an hour, not the wall.  And I was the one who threw it at said wall.  I 
+admit it was a childish thing to do, but that incessant chirping noise bored 
+into my brain and woke up some primitive, impulsive part of me.  Before I 
+knew it, my poor innocent little clock lie in a myriad of plastic and 
+electronic pieces all over my floor.  Now, its soul inhabited my new clock 
+and it was punishing me with insomnia until I made amends.  I was pondering 
+what an alarm clock would accept as a sacrifice when the sound of the 
+doorbell echoed through my small apartment.           
+        I hopped out of bed, smiling as I went through the living room to the 
+front door.  Ha, I could place all the blame on the unsuspecting fool (it 
+seemed safer than accusing an inanimate object) who dared to ring my doorbell 
+at three o'clock in the morning.  My sleep-deprived mind began to weave 
+intricate images of bodily harm upon this unknown interloper.  Iron maidens 
+and stretching racks danced in my head as I savagely flipped the dead bolt 
+and flung the door open.
+        "You'd better be Mr. Sandman himself if you expect to walk away form 
+here without a red-hot poker sticking out of your lower orifice!" I growled.
+        A bespectacled man in a baby blue robe and fuzzy slippers jumped and 
+started to wave his arms.
+        "I . . uh . . ah . . . the . . .," he stammered and continued to 
+flap.
+        I bared my teeth, "Either flap hard enough to fly away or tell me 
+what the hell you are doing disturbing me in the middle of my peaceful 
+slumber!"   I tend to exaggerate when angered.
+        He immediately stopped his flapping and began to fidget with his 
+glasses, "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry to . . uh . . disturb your . . uh . . 
+peaceful . . uh . . slumber," he finished pitifully.
+        "Get it out, man," I demanded, unsympathetic to his plight with 
+articulation.
+        He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.  Suddenly, like a dam 
+bursting, words gushed out of his mouth full force, "I'm so sorry for waking 
+you up but I just went through a very strange and disturbing experience and 
+I don't know whether I am crazy or not but I just had to see if someone else 
+maybe went through the same thing and I know it's a long shot but I have this 
+real problem with accepting something like being crazy because I'm a computer 
+programmer and I have a very rational and logical mind and to think that 
+insanity has entered it like some kind of virus, eating away at the circuits 
+and . ."
+        "Stop!" I held up my hands, as if they could physically block his 
+unending speech from reaching my ears.
+        Miraculously, the barrage of verbiage ceased.  
+        "Okay," I said with extreme patience.  "You are an upset computer 
+programmer who feels the need to rush out at three o'clock in the morning 
+and wake up an upset chemistry professor to have a chat.  So I know what you 
+are and why you're here.  Now please tell me this - who are you?" 
+        This seemed to confuse him, for his brows furrowed and he learned 
+back slightly.  "Why I, uh, I'm your next door neighbor.  I live in 3B," he 
+pointed to the door down the hall to my left side.  Oh.
+        "Oh," I said, "I didn't recognize you in your . ." I looked down at 
+his blue robe and fuzzy slippers,". . nightclothes."  As if I would recognize 
+him out of them.
+        He nodded vigorously, "I understand, I look quite different in my 
+casual attire."
+        Yeah, a pocket protector makes a world of difference.
+        "My name is Gerald Hoffman and I know yours is Dr. Bernadine 
+Rimehart," he paused and his face turned scarlet, "I mean, I know your name 
+because I, uh, I saw it on the mailbox next to mine downstairs and . ."
+        "Just call me Bernie, okay?" I said, sparing him.
+        "Bernie?"
+        "Yeah, Bernie," refusing to explain.
+        I invited him in, hating myself for doing so, but if he flipped and 
+began to shoot everyone at work because his next door neighbor wouldn't 
+listen to him in his hour of need, I would feel damn guilty.
+        Ordering him to sit down on my threadbare couch, I sank into my 
+comfortable recliner and prepared myself.
+        "Talk," I demanded.
+        Gerald looked flustered for a moment and sighed.  "I was in my 
+apartment working on a new idea for a database that would virtually 
+revolutionize the computer industry because of this . ."
+        I cleared my throat loudly.
+        He looked guilty, "Sorry.  I was working and I lost track of time.  
+When I finally stopped, it was two o'clock.  I went back to the living room, 
+that's where I have my computer and everything, and put all my notes in my 
+safe,"  He glanced at me, "I keep them in a safe in case the building burns 
+down."  
+        Thoughtful guy. 
+        "Anyway, as I was twisting the knob, I heard this kind of pop."
+        "What kind of 'pop'?", regretting the words the instant they came 
+out.
+        A thoughtful look crossed his face, "It was like a kernel of popcorn 
+being popped.  Nothing loud or anything.  Just a pop!."
+        "Okay, a pop!.  Go on"
+        "So I turned around quickly.  Instinctively.  I didn't even know 
+what to expect because I didn't have time to think about it.  But when I 
+turned around . . in the middle of the living room there was . . .," he 
+faded off, staring into the depths of my scarred coffee table.
+        "What?" I said, irritated at my curiosity, "A gigantic roach?  The 
+ghost of Orson Wells?  Elvis?"
+        He tore his eyes away from the table and looked into my eyes 
+imploringly, "I saw a pig."
+        A pig?
+        "A pig?", I said.
+        He looked away and adjusted his glasses, "Well, it sort of looked 
+like a pig.  But it was different,"  His eyes met mine once more.  "Its ears 
+were wrong and the snout was a little more elongated and it was wearing a 
+shiny suit."
+        "A Mafia pig?"
+        His head shook.  "No, I mean like a shiny space suit."
+        Oh God.
+        "And he had this glass tube in his hand, it was a hand, not  hoof, 
+and he looked at me and then went to the bathroom."
+        "In your living room?"  Why this surprised me, I don't know.
+        "No, I mean he walked into the bathroom and closed the door.  He was 
+in there for about two minutes.  I didn't know what to do.  I just stood 
+there until he came out.  And when he came out, he didn't have the glass 
+tube.  He walked to the center of my living room and pop! he was gone,"  
+Gerald leaned back and put his hands in his lap.
+        My mind was blank.  Desperately, I searched for something, anything 
+to say.    Something to soothe his deranged psyche.  Something to ease his 
+mind out of some low-budget science fiction movie and back to reality.  
+Something to get this ranging lunatic out of my apartment.  But what came 
+out was, "A pig from outer space used your bathroom."
+        Gerald pushed his glasses back into place with a shaking hand, "It 
+wasn't really a pig and I don't know if he really . . uh . . used the 
+bathroom.  He was in the bathroom, but I don't know what he did.  I think it 
+involved the glass tube, though."
+        Yeah, right.
+        "I know that it sounds absurd, but it really happened.  If it had 
+just been a dream, I would have known.  I mean, I would have woken up with 
+my head on my desk, but I didn't.  I was standing in the living room when 
+the p . . the thing disappeared.  I stood there for a while, like I was in 
+shock.  I replayed the whole thing in my head over and over, trying to make 
+sense of it.  But I couldn't."
+        "So you came over here."
+        "I'm sorry, I know you think I'm a psycho, but it happened.  It 
+really happened, Bernie,"  Soulful eyes begged me to believe him.
+        I didn't need this.  In a few hours, twenty-six students would be 
+begging me to tell them all about isotopes and polymers and organic compounds 
+so they could get the college part of their lives out of the way and get 
+back to the partying, beer-drinking, socializing part.  But instead of the 
+efficient and lively teacher of chemicals and compounds they all knew and 
+loved, they would find a hysterical, babbling wreck of a human because she 
+was torn away from at least a few moments of rest and relaxation to listen 
+to the amazing tale of a boy and his pig.  What did I do to deserve this, I 
+screamed at any deity bored enough to listen to a common mortal.  My eyes 
+fell upon the quivering, pathetic figure before me and I knew what I had to 
+do.  I had to lie.
+        I scooted myself to the edge of the chair in an attempt to look 
+sympathetic and believing.
+        "Gerald, many things exist in this world that no one can explain.  
+Look at the pyramids, electricity . . ."
+        The seventies.
+        ". . . Stonehenge.  Your experience is just another unexplainable 
+event, like eclipses and lightning was to ancient man."
+        Was he buying it?
+        His mouth opened slightly and he whispered, "Gosh, I never thought 
+about that way."
+        I vigorously nodded my head, "Ignorance breeds fear.  I'm sure there 
+is a perfectly rational explanation . . ."
+        Insanity.
+        ". . . for your experience, but until the reason is discovered, 
+there is no reason to be afraid."
+        "Then . . . you believe me?"
+        A motherly smile spread across my face, "Of course!  Something 
+certainly did happen to you . . ."
+        A brain tumor.
+        ". . . that merits understanding, not blind terror."
+        "You're right, Bernie.  You're absolutely right.  It's my duty to 
+look at this situation with a scientific mind,"  He held his now steady hand 
+outwards.  "Like you do.  Solving a problem with observable facts.  That's 
+what we need to do!"
+        We?
+        He went on, "I know we can solve this mystery if we just put our 
+minds to it."
+        Our ?  Somehow, my attempts to get him out the door had led to him 
+planning our research project.
+        "We can go back to my apartment and input all known data into my 
+computer,"  His lips curved into a smile.  "I built it myself.  Well, I 
+didn't really build it, but I put it together and . . ."
+        Beeeeep!  This mindless rambling has been interrupted by a special 
+service announcement:  Remember the database.
+        Ah.  I had an idea.
+        "Gerald?" I took his hand.  His clammy, somewhat sticky hand.  I 
+tried my hardest to block the images that entered my mind.  
+        He looked somewhat confused and began to fidget, "What?"
+        "I know it is very important to solve this riddle of the universe as 
+soon as possible, but I think you're forgetting something."  
+        He still looked confused, "What?" 
+        "Your . . uh . . database."
+        The light bulb above his head glowed dimly. "My database?"
+        Jesus Christ.  "Your database, your pride and joy?"
+        His eyes shifted, "What about my database?"
+        On a popsicle stick, "If we're spending day and night working on why 
+your mysterious friend took a pit stop at you pad, when will you have time 
+to finish your database?"
+        He stared at the floor and the light bulb increased a few watts.
+        Come on, work with me.
+        "So . . you think maybe I should finish my database first?"
+        Bingo!
+        I patted his hand, "It would be in your best interest.  I also have 
+several things I have to rap up before I take on this project . . ."
+        Like the rest of my life.
+        ". . .and it really deserves our full, undivided attention."  
+        Gerald took off his glasses and stood up, "You're right!"
+        My whole body slumped.  There is a God.
+        "I'll perfect my database and then we'll get to work."  He gazed 
+down at me with a proud gleam in his eyes.
+        "Great idea,"  I said through clenched teeth.
+        I escorted him to the door, fighting down the impulse to kick him 
+repeatedly, and we said our goodbyes.  In other words, he said goodbye and I 
+shoved him out into the hallway, muttering, "Don't call us, we'll call you."
+        Yawning, I shuffled into my bedroom and was greeted by a new set of 
+glowing numbers.  4:32.
+        "More than enough time,"  I sighed and threw myself onto my bed.
+        
+        I didn't come home till one the next night.  It was wet and dreary, 
+fitting my mood perfectly.  No sleep, at total of eighty-nine students 
+whining like children because I had scheduled the chemistry exam on the same 
+day they had at least twelve different exams and an inescapable teachers 
+conference made the idea of becoming Catholic and running off to a convent 
+sound perfectly reasonable.  I would pick up a guitar on the way and begin 
+committing showtunes to memory.  
+        I went to the kitchen and began stuffing the tacos I had picked up 
+on my way home into my face.  God invented cafeteria food to torment college 
+students, not teachers, and if Mexican fast-food was to be my savior, then 
+so be it.  I knew I was provoking my reoccurring dream, in which a 
+gargantuan burrito burns me alive at the stake while tostadas and nachos 
+dance around brandishing bottles of Pepto-Bismol, to visit me tonight, but 
+there was no way I was going to let hunger keep me awake.  Hunger I could 
+control, if nothing else.  Maybe, I giggled, a pig in a suit would have the 
+honors of setting me ablaze tonight.  I took a gulp of watery, uncarbonated 
+cola and prepared to literality drag myself to my bedroom.
+        Pop!
+        My ears perked up at this sound and I rushed into the living room, 
+expecting . . .well, not really knowing what to expect.  At the doorway I 
+stopped and Gerald's words echoed in my head.
+        "Well, it sort of looked like a pig . . ."
+        Oh my god, a PIG.
+        ". . . but it was different . . ."
+        A pig in my living room.  A pig, after a pop!, in my living room. 
+        ". . . it's ears were wrong . . ."
+        More like a German Shepherd's ears than a pigs.  Smaller and upright, 
+rather than big and floppy.
+        ". . . the snout was a little more elongated . . ."
+        In fact, it looked prehensile.  An elephant's trunk severally 
+shortened to about eight inches.
+        ". . . it was wearing a shiny suit . . ."
+        It wasn't really a suit.  It looked like someone had wrapped 
+aluminum foil all over my visitors little body.
+        But other than the ears, the nose, the hands and the suit (which 
+covered his piggy or non-piggy feet, I couldn't tell), he looked like a 
+definite member of the porcine family.  Approximately three feet tall, the 
+perfect shade of pink, little piggy eyes, a rounded body.  Yep, ol' Gerald 
+was right about the resemblance.  Then, before I could further commend 
+Gerald on his keen talent for observation, Mr. Pseudo-Pig started . . . 
+walking? trotting? . . . towards my bathroom.  My eyes zeroed in on the 
+object clutched in it's tiny paw.
+        ". . . he had this glass tube in his hand . . ."  
+        About a foot long and two inches wide, it seemed to be crafted out 
+of plastic, rather than glass, and housed a bundle of wires which ran from 
+end to end.  Before I could deduce anymore, it reached it's destination and 
+closed the door. 
+        Maybe it was a high-tech plunger and he was a extremely disfigured 
+plumber with a strange mode of transportation.  Maybe Gerald's insanity was 
+contagious and I was infected with a new kind of virus (Dementia Porcinus), 
+spreading through my mind until I finally ran through the streets screeching 
+incoherently at strangers about farm animals and got run over by an elderly 
+man in a Buick.  Maybe my taco was laced with LSD.  Maybe I'm dead and this 
+is hell.
+        Stop it!, the rational part of my mind (what little was left) 
+shrieked.  Stop acting like the hysterical, mindless, moronic heroine of a 
+bad horror movie and do something constructive!
+        "Okay", I said (ignoring the fact that I was talking to myself).  "I 
+need to think . . . think . . . . think . . . . ."
+        Get on with it!
+        "All right!"  God, I was pushy.  Let's see, if Mr. Pseudo-Pig is 
+real, he might be dangerous.  A weapon!  I need a weapon!
+        I ran to the kitchen and began to frantically search for a cleaver, 
+an ice pick, or even a sword.  I came up with a plastic knife from a fast 
+food restaurant.  Why didn't I ever learn to cook!
+        What about the baseball bat in the closet, Einstein?
+        Of course, my baseball bat!
+        With one great leap, I hurled myself through the living room and 
+into the hall closet.  The door was shut.
+        "Ouch" I said.  But I took no notice to the throbbing pain in the 
+middle of my forehead and opened the door, grabbed the bat and hopped back 
+into the living room to survey the bathroom door.  I was ready.
+        As if on cue, out he came.
+        I held my bat in front of me and pretended he was just a big, pink 
+ball.
+        He took a few steps towards me and then, noticing the bat, stopped.  
+Tiny, piggy eyes regarded me unblinkingly.
+        I tried to look menacing, "What are you doing here, pig-boy?", I 
+snarled.
+        It turned it's head like a dog hearing a high pitch.  I looked at 
+its' hands.  No tube.  I wanted to cry, but I shook my bat in a threatening 
+manner instead.  
+        It's nose curved upward, as if in disgust.  "I am not here to harm 
+you," it said in a quiet voice.
+        Yeah, that's what all the brain-sucking aliens say.  I shook the bat 
+again and cried, "Then why are you here, in my apartment, using my 
+bathroom!"
+        Pointy ears perked up and the snout went back down. "Ah, you are 
+scared.  I mistook your actions.  Please forgive me."
+        It was apologizing?  "Uh, okay," I said stupidly.
+        "And I apologize for trespassing on your property.  I know your race 
+considers it unlawful, but under the circumstances, I think a break in the 
+rules is not important,"  The tiny eyes suddenly blinked rapidly for several 
+seconds.
+        "What," I said, mesmerized by his fluttering eyes, "are the 
+circumstances, if I may ask."
+        "Why, to save your planet," astonishment slightly coloring his voice.
+        Of course, mentally slapping my forehead, I should have known!
+        "You see," he went on, "we, my fellow brothers and I, have foreseen 
+the destruction of Earth and I am here to correct things."
+        My heart stopped and thundered at the same time.  "You're from the 
+future?"
+        A sound emitted from the creature that sounded like a twittering 
+bird, "Oh no!  That would be impossible.  No, we, my brothers and I, simply 
+examine current data to interpret what events will occur next.  The universe 
+follows a pattern and if your society ever evolves from its primitive state, 
+it will come to this same conclusion."
+        Oh God.
+        A fortune-telling pig.  No, not just a pig.  A pig and his brothers.  
+Laughter welled up deep within my inner being.  Hysterical, maniacal 
+laughter.  My brain had turned to mush.  I'm sure I felt it slowly dripping 
+out of my ears.
+        "But since you can't, we, my brothers and I, felt we had to 
+intervene and steer you clear of this disaster."
+        What in the hell does that have to do with my bathroom?
+        "What does all this have to do with my bathroom?" I asked.
+        His ears and snout twitched, "The pattern showed that a global 
+catastrophe would occur when everyone on your plant uses their elimination 
+systems simultaneously, causing an overload and subsequent eruptions."
+        My brain was oozing onto the floor and he expected me to comprehend 
+complex sentences?  "What does that mean?"
+        "Everyone flushes at the same time and the sewers blow up."
+        Oh God.
+        "Persons with their own personal septic systems and others with no 
+sanitation systems will not be affected by this at first, but with the 
+methane 'fallout', they will be dead within a week or two."
+        Dead.  Like a ton of bricks, the word hit me and I almost doubled 
+over from the pain it held.  Everyone dead.  Gone.  Ceasing to exist.  But 
+wait!  Ol' Pinky and his band of benevolent brothers are in the midst of 
+saving us from the fifth horseman (Commodial catastrophes, right after 
+Famine).  Snatched, at the last minute from the icy hands of the Grim 
+Reaper.  Everything's okay.  The sun will continue to shine.  The birds will 
+continue to sing.  Everything will be all right.
+        The pig took no notice to my change from dribbling idiot to serene 
+idiot.  "The device that we, my brothers and I, are putting in your toilet 
+will prevent this devastation."
+        Great guys, him and his brothers.  "So, do you go around saving 
+planets or something?"  
+        "Oh no.  It is our philosophy not to interfere with any 
+developments, hazardous or beneficiary, of a world under our, my brothers 
+and my, observation.  The inhabitants of your planet still have a good 
+chance of self-destruction despite our intervention."
+        "Then . . . why are you doing this?"
+        He paused in thought and looked up at me, "For an entire race to be 
+obliterated because of a inefficient sewage system, it's just too . . .", 
+his eyes shifted downwards, then met mine once again, ". . . embarrassing."
+And with those final words, he went to the center of my living room and pop!.
+        How long I stood there, my eyes fixed on the spot where he 
+disappeared, I do not know.  Finally, I realized I was staring at the carpet 
+and forced my body to move towards my comfortable recliner.  I collapsed 
+into it and slowly, the gears in my mind began to turn again.  And I 
+thought.
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+ 
+ 
+Where Love Resides
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tamara
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Where Love Resides
+------------------
+
+Quietly the darkness reigns
+under her watchful care
+evening shadows linger
+erasing childhood's fears with
+nurturing hands.
+
+Making the best of life
+and love with what she had, she was
+ready to face the 
+challenges of each new day
+every moment that passes, her
+love and laughter ring thru my mind
+lingering to remember her
+always.
+
+Lively conversation
+awaited all who came near
+unpretentious and genuine
+even to the end.
+nestled in her arms
+bad dreams once slipped away
+escaping this dream called life
+returning home.  Home - to
+golden gates...or pearly ones?
+
+written by Tamara 11/16/94
+
+I read this at the memorial service for my mom who died on the 9th - 
+the poem contains her name, and I hope - her spirit.  I only wrote one 
+poem for her while she was alive.....it was heartfelt, but not very 
+good and I found it ten years later still on her dresser as I was 
+cleaning up.  Took me a week to write this....
+
+ 
+ 
+The Side Show
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All Rights Reserved
+ 
+
+The Side Show
+-------------
+ 
+Errant knight - reverent killer
+        Don't you know?
+        The Holy Grail, Sir Galahad
+        is not deep in the tenements
+        nor high in the battlements
+It sits beside a cupie doll, dusty and spent
+it travels with the circus
+        Those who admire it:
+        The Bearded Lady, The Strong Man
+        realize - not everlasting life
+but their own tarnished reflection.
+ 
+ 
+ 
+Something Gold
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+--cycle)
+
+(It's the Beauty in Nature to Behold,
+to watch its golden Bounty shift to Green
+        and slowly dissipate to Crimson.)
+
+(crusty leaves fall,
+the borders forgotten
+
+rebuilt stronger)
+
+(fallen scarlet
+
+rebuilt gold)
+
+(It's all a--
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Sex On the Beach
+Copyright (c) 1994, Sean A. Donahue
+All rights reserved
+
+
+As the sun begins to set
+and the moon seems to glow.
+The sex on the beach with
+the waves far below.
+The ocean and gulls,
+wandering in air.
+But you and your lover,
+don't seem to care.
+The passion is building,
+like the waves to the shore.
+The water comes nearer
+closer than before.
+Till the wave is upon you.
+The feelings of high,
+and as quick as it came,
+it soon said goodbye.
+The tide goes down,
+the waves do not reach.
+But the footprints remain
+from the sex on the beach
+
+ 
+ 
+Skipping Stones Across The Sands Of Time
+By Robyn Birchleaf (aka - Tommy Van Hook)
+Written 9/8/94, 19:00
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Upon the Paths of thirty-two
+I walk where few will dare
+Every darkened corner retains
+Creatures of my wildest imaginations
+
+Queen of Wands, Queen of Cups
+Understand the Punishment
+Comprehend the Knowledge
+Friends left far behind
+Have changed without you
+Now only distant memories
+You can never go home again
+
+Four of Swords, Judgement
+Within Fire is Mercy
+The pain of Experience
+Yields a lifetime of lessons
+Unknown to your reason
+Shaping, molding your destiny
+Into something you barely know
+
+The Hanged Man, Nine of Cups
+Within Life there are Crossroads
+Soon you will understand
+"Why did I choose this Path?"
+
+ 
+ 
+What is Love?
+Copyright (c) 1994, Jeremy Yocum
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+ What is Love?
+ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+I love you,
+And I care about you,
+No matter what happens,
+We're gonna pull through.
+
+No one can change that,
+Not even me.
+Why are you crying?
+
+If love is blind,
+It's 'cause you can't see
+Through the tears.
+
+        Love is patient,
+        Love is kind.
+        It does not envy,
+        It does not boast,
+        It is not proud.
+        It is not rude,
+        It is not self seeking,
+        It is not easily angered,
+        It keeps no record of wrongs.
+        Love does not delight in evil,
+        But rejoices with the truth.
+        It always protects,
+        Always trusts,
+        Always hopes,
+        Always perserveres.
+
+I love you,
+And I care about you,
+If the world ends tomorrow,
+We're gonna pull through.
+
+Why are you crying?
+Seems every time I get close,
+I'm inches from embracing you,
+Satan pulls you away.
+Or is it God?
+
+I pray to Him daily
+To not let me lose you.
+
+Love and Pain walk hand in hand,
+But is it worth it in the end?
+All's well that's well now,
+The end doesn't matter until the end.
+
+Why are you crying?
+
+        If I speak in the tongues
+        Of men and angels,
+        But I do not have you,
+        My words are meaningless.
+
+        If I know the future,
+        And everything else there is to know,
+        And I can move mountains,
+        I am nothing without you.
+
+        I can give all I own to the poor,
+        And give up all foolish pride,
+        But if I do not have you,
+        I have nothing on my side.
+
+I love you,
+And I care about you,
+If I owned the world,
+I'd never want to lose you.
+
+I remember the first time
+We said "I love you,"
+I felt my heart shiver,
+You said you did too.
+
+Now it hurts to
+Talk to you,
+But I love you so much,
+I just can't bear not to.
+
+God gave every man a choice,
+And I take mine to be with you,
+If that's what it takes
+To be loved by you.
+
+        Love never fails.
+        Prophecies cease,
+        Words are silenced,
+        Knowledge is forgotten.
+
+        We know in part,
+        We prophesy in part,
+        But when the perfect comes,
+        The imperfect departs.
+
+        When I was a child,
+        I talked like a child,
+        I thought like a child,
+        I reasoned like a child.
+
+        When I became a man,
+        I put my childish ways behind me.
+
+        Now we see
+        But a poor reflection,
+        As in a mirror.
+        Then, we shall see
+        face to face.
+
+        Now I know in part,
+        Then I shall know fully,
+        Even as I am fully known.
+
+I love you,
+And I care about you,
+If you put your hand in mine,
+We'll always pull through.
+
+Why are you crying?
+
+Love and pain walk hand in hand,
+But is it worth it in the end?
+All's well that's well now,
+The end won't matter 'till the end.
+
+I've never found a love like yours,
+Probably never will again.
+We may part with broken hearts,
+But I'll never be the same.
+
+Why are you crying?
+
+        Love never failed,
+        Prophecies ceased,
+        Words are silent,
+        Knowledge is forgotten.
+
+        And now these three remain:
+        Faith, hope, and Love,
+
+        But the greatest of these is LOVE!
+
+(why are you crying???)
+
+ 
+ 
+Afterbirth
+Copyright (c) 1994, Debbie Burns
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+ Afterbirth
+ ----------
+ by Debbie Burns
+
+
+
+ --April--
+ 
+ I packed you away in a box and pushed you to the back of a closet,
+ but I could not lose you. My Maggie looks at me with your eyes; my
+ Kate touches me with your fingers.
+ 
+ At the moment of conception I laughed with the joy of loving you. At
+ six months our daughters too laugh-- gummily, heads thrown back,
+ tiny hands clutching a dog-eared Daddy:  your photograph with its
+ frozen smile.
+ 
+ Someday you will meet them, these twins of our creation. You will
+ look at Maggie with her eyes; you will touch Kate with her fingers.
+ And I, I will weep with the joy of losing you.
+ 
+ --June--
+
+ The fantasy gave way to reality: I wept but could not lose you;
+ could feel my marrow gelling, instead, wanting to fit my bones into
+ the mold of yours. Maggie and Kate--more mine than yours, but ours,
+ nevertheless-- think you're a weekend playmate.  Daddy.
+ 
+ I gave you these children; I bear the scar to prove it-- a six-inch
+ red line searing my abdomen. It hurts rarely now, only when tiny
+ feet kick in impatience to be rid of imprisoning arms and late at
+ night when I imagine you breathing beside me. Turning to face you, I
+ see that you're not. That's when the wound gapes inside of me,
+ opening to my womb, where it all began.
+ 
+ --October--
+
+ My life swirls with two dirty diapers in the toilet. A year now of
+ being nothing more than a glorified nanny, not even the dignity of
+ wife and mother. Next year, you say, next year I'll marry you.
+ 
+ He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me . . . we've been this
+ route before.
+ 
+ A ring on my finger and a bell through my nose. What do you think I
+ do all day, Daddy dearest, while you live at college-- watch soaps
+ and paint my toenails? I scream, I cry, I wipe noses and asses and
+ thank god my punishment wasn't triplets.
+ 
+ Do you know what I do, the days nothing goes right? When the
+ one-sided conversations turn into screaming bouts? When food is on
+ the ceiling and blood has flown more than once, when the tantrums
+ last longer than the giggles? Those are the days I curse you and my
+ overproductive ovaries.
+
+ 
+ 
+ Computer Currents Top Ten List
+ Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+ All rights reserved
+
+
+ Top Ten Reasons 8088 Machines Are Better Than Pentiums                  
+
+ 10. 8088's can also double as expensive paperweights           
+  9. Time to do lengthy chores while waiting for programs to boot                    
+  8. Extended Memory Manager choice made easy: No memory to manage 
+  7. No need to buy fancy upgrades.  It's as good as it's going to get 
+  6. Watch Windows hourglass turn and empty sand several hundred times
+  5. No math co-processor, no math co-processor problems
+  4. 8088 doesn't sounds like a mid-size japanese sports car
+  3. Retro flashback - Relive the early 80's                    
+  2. Case of the 8088 can protect you in the event of a nuclear fallout
+  1. Never get caught speeding on the information superhighway                                                
+
+(c) 1994 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+
+ 
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+
+ 
+ 
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+               Addison, Tx. 75244
+               U.S.A. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+                   *  Special Offer  *
+
+[ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. <G> ]
+
+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
+For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back
+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
+payable to: Joe DeRouen) to:
+
+              Joe DeRouen
+              3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+              Addison, Tx. 75244
+              U.S.A.
+
+Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2"
+disk, please.
+
+(The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included
+ with this archive)
+
+- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
+
+Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please
+send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and
+whatever else you can cram onto the disk. 
+
+I want:  [ ] 5.25" HD disk    [ ] 3.5" HD disk
+
+Send to:
+
+        ________________________________________
+
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+ 
+        ________________________________________
+
+
+ 
+ 
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a yearly "best of"
+ contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+ categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first yearly
+ awards were presented in the July 1994 issue. 
+
+ Honorariums, yearly cash awards, award winners selection processes, and
+ Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Once a year, In July, the staff of STTS magazine will meet and vote on
+ the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the last six
+ issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher included) gets
+ one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July issue of the magazine. 
+
+ Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: jderouen@crl.com
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+                    Addison, Tx. 75244
+                    U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+            3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+            Addison, Tx. 75244
+            U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Left-Hand Path, The                
+    Location ........... Seattle, Washington                
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Pruitt               
+    Phone    ........... (206) 783-4668 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Foreplay Online                             
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas                     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sean Goldsberry         
+    Phone    ........... (214) 306-7493 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Online Syndication Services BBS           
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas                      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Lokke                 
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-8425 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Family Connection, The                        
+    Location ........... St. Louis, Missouri               
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Askew              
+    Phone    ........... (314) 544-4628 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PsychoBABBLE BBS  
+    Location ........... Massena, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Doug LaGarry
+    Phone    ........... (315) 764-719 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Matrix Online Service                
+    Location ........... San Jose, California               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Daryl Perry               
+    Phone    ........... (408) 265-4660 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-6646 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mission Control BBS       
+    Location ........... Flagstaff, Arizona       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kevin Echstenkamper                       
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1854 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1863 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Princessland BBS                  
+    Location ........... Wenonah, New Jersey               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Pamela & Rick Forsythe  
+    Phone    ........... (609) 464-1421 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Market Hotline, The
+    Location ........... Rodford, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Mintun
+    Phone    ........... (703) 633-2178 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Happy Trails
+    Location ........... Orange, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Inglehart
+    Phone    ........... (714) 547-0719 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Regulator, The     
+    Location ........... Charleston, South Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Coker           
+    Phone    ........... (803) 571-1100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Star Fire                        
+    Location ........... Jacksonville, Florida               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bruce Allan               
+    Phone    ........... (904) 260-8825 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates      
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Source-Online
+    Location ........... British Columbia, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Barrett
+    Phone    ........... (604) 758-4643 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                          
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get on the STTS mailing list, do the following:
+
+
+  Send internet mail message to:
+
+
+        JDeRouen@CRL.COM                  
+
+And ask to be put on the list.  
+
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9408.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+
+I'd like to thank Texas Talk BBS and Archives On-Line BBS for allowing
+me to access the Internet and Fido (respectively) from their systems. 
+
+ 
+ 
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen     
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Okay, okay.  So the editorial wasn't exactly true.  So maybe we skipped
+a month because we got behind, and there really didn't seem to be any
+other choice. 
+
+Regardless, though, Tommy Van Hook really *is* on the staff now, and his
+contributions have proven invaluable to the magazine.  So that part was
+true.
+
+And, really, for all I know, masked ninja's *are* after me.  I have a
+feeling they've been sent my Smoke and Mirrors published Lucia Chambers
+as my revenge for a lack of involvement in the wonderful Pen & Brush
+Network lately.  See, Lucia, I know what you're up to.  If the ninjas
+come and get me, I'll know it was you.
+
+*Ahem*  Well, okay, maybe not.
+
+Anyway, enjoy this issue and the great pieces contained herein!  We'll
+try to put out a more timely magazine in the future.  But no promises.
+After all, the ninjas might be reading . . . :)
+
+Joe DeRouen, Publisher
+Dec. 6th, 1994
+
+ 
+ 
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+ Sunlight Through The Shadows
+ Volume III, Issue 1                               Feb 1995
+ Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen
+ Editorial: Changes.............................Joe DeRouen 
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers...........................  
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+ STTS Mailbag..............................................
+ Quick Tips and Fixes...........................Joe DeRouen
+ The Sports Page............................Thomas Van Hook        
+  ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS  
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+ Hula Hoops and Tinker Toys.................Nancy VanWormer  
+   ÿ              Advertisement-Exec-PC BBS    
+ >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+ (Software) Heretic.............................Joe DeRouen
+ (Software) Al Michaels Hardball III........Thomas Van Hook  
+ (Music) Out of the Silence/Yanni...........Thomas Van Hook 
+ (Music) Hell Freezes Over/The Eagles.......Thomas Van Hook
+ (Music) We Salute You/ACDC.................Thomas Van Hook
+ (Music) Diary Madman/Ozzy Osbourne.........Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  Shadow Oak King/Courtway Jones.....Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  The Rose Sea/Sterling & Lisle......Thomas Van Hook 
+ (Book)  Fire In the Mist/Holly Lisle.......Thomas Van Hook
+ (Book)  Red Dwarf: Infinity../Naylor.......Thomas Van Hook
+   ÿ             Advertisement-T&J Software
+ >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+ The Beacon..................................L. Shawn Aiken
+ Experiment........................................Ed Davis
+   ÿ             Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS      
+ >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+ The Wind............................................Tamara
+ The Human Tide.............................Daniel Sendecki           
+ Monday, 9:07 pm................................J. Guenther
+ Wrong Side of the Bridge...................Thomas Van Hook
+ Nevermore...................................Author Unknown
+ >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+ Top Ten List...................................Joe DeRouen
+   ÿ             Advertisement-The Blue Horizon Event
+ >> --------------- Advertisements ----------------------<<
+ Channel 1 BBS
+ Exec-PC BBS
+ T&J Software
+ Chrysalis BBS
+ The Blue Horizon Event
+ >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+ How to get STTS Magazine..................................
+ ** SPECIAL OFFER!! **.....................................
+ Submission Information & Pay Rates........................
+ Advertiser Information (Businesses & Personal)............
+ Contact Points............................................
+ Distribution Sites........................................
+ Distribution Via Networks.................................
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
+
+      Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine Vol III No. 1 Feb. 1995
+
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+ 
+Welcome
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well
+as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction,
+poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material.
+
+STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative
+concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts.
+
+STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance
+of three women:
+
+Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the
+first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such
+magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more
+importantly, inspiration.
+
+Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of
+Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine,
+encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in
+writers.
+
+Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my
+heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and,
+most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live
+life by my side, nor a better friend.
+
+Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it.
+
+Joe DeRouen
+ 
+ 
+Editorial: Changes . . .            
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen    
+All rights reserved
+
+
+In it's continuing dedication to being a reflection of the time in which
+it exists, STTS Magazine is going through changes.  In addition to the
+Readroom.Toc and straight ASCII format that STTS brings to you now,
+we're in the process of adding a graphics/sounds version as well. 
+
+We're also changing things around a little here and there, in an attempt
+to further streamline the magazine.  We'l be adding features you've
+requested as well as ditching parts of the magazine that just haven't
+caught on.
+
+Stay tuned for further developments!
+
+Joe DeRouen
+
+ 
+ 
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Assistant Editor   
+
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry Editor
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 20 boards).  Recently,
+  Bruce became the monthly movie critic for VALLEY REVIEW MAGAZINE,
+  published out of Pennsylvania.  LIGHTS OUT, now two years old, is
+  available through the Rime or P&B Networks by dropping a note to
+  Joe DeRouen, courtesy of Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS.  The
+  magazine will soon be available through Fido file request and
+  Internet FTP.  In the Dallas area, Bruce's distributor is Jay
+  Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer
+  and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+  Thomas Van Hook resides in Dallas, where he works as a contract  
+  employee for the Federal Reserve Automation Services.  Having served
+  eight years in the USAF, he is happy to finally be free and able to
+  pursue the dreams of his heart.  At the age of 29, he is looking
+  forward to many new adventures and experiences within the realms of
+  the Elven kind.  He enjoys reading, writing, sports of all kinds, his
+  son Corey and the attentions of any Elven women that seem interested
+  (not necessarily in that order).  Recently divorced, he is trying to
+  restore order and balance to his life without losing what little is
+  left of his sanity. 
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Sean A. Donahue........................Poetry
+  J. Guenther............................Poetry
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry
+  Nancy VanWormer........................Feature Article
+  Author Unknown.........................Poetry
+
+
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Sean A. Donahue does not have any publishing ties whatsoever.  He has
+  written over 4,192 poems.  Only 38 have seen to survive the Mighty
+  Morphin Power Rangers.  The time in which normal people say is spare,
+  he tries to use to study for school at Texas Tech University.  This is
+  Sean's first published poem and he hopes that it is not his last.  He
+  has written exactly 428 novels all starting with "It was a dark and
+  stormy night."  None ofthem have gotten past the second paragraph.  In
+  whatever time he has left, he enjoys reading, riting, and rithmatic. 
+  He has an creative writing minor, a history minor, and a Honorary
+  Doctorate in B.S. from Bowling Green State University.  He dedicates
+  his writing to those who are without love and hope.  And that's no
+  B.S. 
+
+  Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a
+  long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he
+  was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called
+  Hartland in Wisconsin.  A senior, he has written several collections
+  of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine,
+  including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction.  He is the
+  editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor
+  columnist (or at least he thinks so).
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Author Unknown (oddly enough, his real name) has had several stories,
+  poems, novels, plays, and pieces of artwork published throughout the
+  world dating back to the dawn of man. So far, he hasn't received one
+  red cent in royalties. 
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Survey
+Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
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+
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+ 
+ 
+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+ 
+
+Dear Joe, 
+
+I miss the Questions and Answers.  Any chance of bringing that back?
+
+Shelby Morris
+Ontario, Canada
+
+========================================================================  
+
+Dear STTS,
+
+Really loved Robin Aiken's "This Little Piggy."  [Nov/Dec. Issue. ED]
+Is she related to L. Shawn Aiken?  Any chance we'll see more of her
+fiction in the magazine?
+
+Gates Delmar
+Springfield, Illinois
+
+
+<Indeed, they are related.  Robin is Shawn's sister.  Hopefully we will
+be seeing more of her work in the month's to come.  Stay tuned! JD>
+
+========================================================================    
+ 
+ 
+QUICK TIPS AND FIXES
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Originally published in Feb. issue of Computer Currents Magazine]
+
+
+If you're having a problem you just can't seem to solve, a question you
+want answered, or just an inherent need to bend a lonely writer's ear,
+you've come to the right place.  Keep those cards and letters coming,
+folks.  Also, please include a daytime and a nighttime phone number with
+your question.  I might have to ask you a couple of questions to get at
+the source of the problem or question.  And, I promise, I won't write
+your numbers on the walls of bathroom stalls at the Infomart. 
+
+
+
+Q: I read your column regularly, and thought I'd run a problem by you.
+   I have a 486slc 50Mhz 4 Meg of RAM and a 345 Meg hard drive.  Also
+   a Omni CD-Rom drive and a soundblaster16 with terrible labtec 
+   (battery operated) speakers.  Is it possible to connect my Sound
+   Blaster card to my auxilary jack in the rear of my stereo, or am I
+   just asking for trouble?  Your advice will be greatly appreciated.
+
+   Thanks,
+   John Broadnax   
+   via Prodigy 
+
+
+
+A: Thanks for writing, John!  Your question is one of the easier ones 
+   I've gotten.  In a word, yes, you can (and should!) hook up your
+   Sound Blaster card to your stereo.  The sound quality will improve
+   tremendously over your labtec speakers, and you'll have better 
+   volume control as well.
+
+   All you really need to do to accomplish this feat is purchase a 
+   stereo cable.  The cable you're looking for should have a single
+   plug-in jack on both ends.  After you've made your purchase 
+   (the cable is under $10.00 and should be available at any Radio
+   Shack or store that offers stereo equipment) you need simply to
+   plug one end into the audio output jack on your sound blaster 
+   and the other end into your auxilary jack on the stereo.  
+
+   Viola!  Your mission is accomplished.  You'll have to play around
+   with the volume control on both your stereo and your Sound Blaster
+   to get the right static-free output, but that shouldn't take you more
+   than a moment or two.  Soon thereafter, you'll be enjoying the sounds
+   of DOOM II and MYST through your stereo.  Happy listening!
+
+
+
+Q: I'm not sure if this really fits into your column, but I'll ask
+   anyway.  What can I do to insure that the BBS I'm calling is 
+   legitimate and not some hacker teenager bent on ruining my 
+   reputation and wreaking havoc in my life?  I recently logged onto
+   (BBS name withheld) and filled out all the new user questionnaires.  
+   The BBS seemed normal enough.  It didn't really have what I was 
+   looking for, though, and I never called back.  I later found out that
+   someone was logging onto other area BBS's using my name and password!
+   It had to be this SysOp, as it started happening about 24 hours after
+   I logged onto his board.  After about a week of explaining and some
+   long telephone conversations, I was finally able to convince the
+   other BBS operators that it wasn't me that logged on and left nasty
+   comments to everyone, and they let me back onto their systems with
+   new passwords.  How can I prevent this from happening in the future?
+
+   Sincerely,
+   Peggy Madison
+   Ft. Worth, Texas
+
+
+A: I sympathize with you, Peggy.  Something similar happened to me 
+   several years ago.  First and foremost, do NOT use the same password
+   on any BBS that you log onto.  I know it's tempting to just use the
+   same password over and over - that's what got me into trouble those
+   several years ago - but the ease of remembering the password isn't
+   worth the potential trouble.  That's rule #1 - use a different
+   password on every system you call.  And make it a hard-to-guess one, 
+   too.  Use lot's of symbols and numbers in there, and don't pick 
+   anything that'd be at all easy to guess.
+
+   Your comment on the "teenage hacker bent on ruining your reputation",
+   while understandable, really isn't fair.  99.9% of the SysOps out
+   there, whether they run pay systems or free ones, are decent, honest
+   people.  That includes the teenage hacker types.  It's that .01% that
+   you have to watch out for, and those SysOps can come in any shape,
+   size, race, age, or profession.  Just like non-online life, most
+   of us are "good guys" but you run into the occasional bad apple 
+   every so often.  When you happen to bite into one of those sour 
+   apples, to further the analogy, just spit it out and go on looking
+   through the orchard.  You'll find even sweeter apples for the 
+   tasting and quickly forget the sour ones.
+
+
+Q: Joe, several weeks ago Windows 3.1 failed startup with "Error 
+   loading PROGMAN.EXE".  Obviously, there is a problem loading
+   the program manager.  I have no idea what the problem is and
+   what's causing it.  I do not recall changing anything in Windows
+   setup, etc.  Maybe only moving/deleting some icons from 
+   application groups.
+
+   Thanks,
+   Philip Baughman
+   via Internet
+
+
+
+A: Philip, It sounds to me like you might have a hard drive problem in
+   the way of a unlocked physical defect on one of the sectors.  The
+   reason I suspect this is that the error is recurring in the same file
+   when the stuff is reloaded.  The best way to detect if this is the
+   case is to rename the file PROGMAN.EXE to a dummy file name, then
+   reload that file onto the hard drive.  Resume your normal operations,
+   and, if the error doesn't recur, you've solved the problem.  Just
+   leave the dummy file on the hard drive, and you won't have to worry
+   about those sectors ever being used by another application or data
+   file. 
+
+   You can also run a variety of disk doctor programs to diagnose this
+   problem, but, in my opinion, this is the quickest and easiest way to
+   do it. 
+
+   If this doesn't work, write me back, and I'll try to see if I can
+   think of anything else that might be happening. 
+   
+                        
+
+Are you having a problem with your computer?  Write to Joe at Computer
+Currents or via Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS at 214/620-8793. 
+
+(c) 1994 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+
+ 
+ 
+The Sports Page
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Welcome to yet another edition of the Sunlight Through The
+Shadows Sports Page!  It's a strange world out there in sports,
+so let's all pretend to understand it, shall we?
+
+By the time you read this, it will more than likely be 1995.  Do
+you ever wonder if there is going to be Major League Baseball in
+1995?  Well, you are not the only one.  There are approximately
+800 ball players wondering the same thing.  The owners have put
+off implementing the salary cap for one week, in order to
+continue negotiations with the Players' Union.  It looks like the
+two sides are at least starting to talk with one another.  It's a
+good thing that some progress was being made.  The prevalent
+rumor was that the Clinton Administration was going to ask former
+President Jimmy Carter to mediate if talks continued to stall. 
+Anyway, on to the sweaty jocks in the NFL locker rooms.
+
+It's almost playoff time.  Suddenly, the Dallas Cowboys don't
+look like the "sure thing" that they once were.  It looks like
+the San Francisco 49ers have much more drive/hunger than the
+'Boys.  It's a good thing too.  I, for one, was getting sick of
+the Buffalo Bills (already eliminated from the playoffs) and the
+Dallas Cowboys playing the final game of the season.  However, I
+didn't get my wish for the playoffs.  While the Oilers eliminated
+themselves with a poor record, my request to form a team from the
+centerfolds of Playboy's past was nixed by the Commissioner's
+office.  The explanation that I was given was that the team MUST
+wear something besides shoulder-pads.
+
+The other night, I went to watch a basketball game at Reunion
+arena.  The game was between the Los Angeles Lakers and the
+Dallas Mavericks.  At this game, I saw Jesus Christ...and he was
+wearing a Lakers uniform.  Nick Van Exel shot the lights out of
+the arena that night, raining three-pointers from everywhere on
+the floor.  If you ever had doubts about the second coming of
+Christ, Nick Van Exel will put those doubts to rest.  At the same
+game, Mavericks forward Roy Tarpley was suspended for arguing
+with coach Dick Motta.  The incident was really strange.  Tarpley
+had turned the ball over a bit too much for Motta's liking. 
+Motta pulled Tarpley out of the game, and Roy commented that the
+move was "bullshit."  Motta promptly told Tarpley to "sit your
+ass down at the end of the bench and shut up."  Tarpley continued
+the argument in the locker room at the half, and Motta suspended
+him on the spot.  What does this say for the Dallas Mavericks,
+Roy Tarpley, and Dick Motta?  The Dallas Mavericks showed great
+poise as a team by ignoring what had happened between Motta and
+Tarpley, while Roy Tarpley showed us why he should never have
+been reinstated in the NBA.  And Dick Motta proved to the Dallas
+Mavericks, it's fans and the media that he is the ONLY coach of
+the Dallas Mavericks.  Bravo for Dick Motta.
+
+Boxing-On-Ice (Hockey) is still in a state of limbo.  Not being a
+big fan of this game, I personally could care less.  However,
+there are people out there that adore this sport.  Of course, if
+I wanted violence in my life, I would date a Dominatrix.
+
+Speaking of violence, the word is out that the doctors have
+cleared Evander Holyfield to come back and fight again. 
+Holyfield was forced to retire with a heart condition that could
+have killed him.  While I admire Evander's drive/desire to fight
+again, I think this moron needs to have his brain checked out to
+see if he is fit enough to think.
+
+Well, here's to hoping that we can get a nationally sanctioned
+Female Mud Wrestling League going in the near future.  The only
+question that I have is:  What group of people should we target
+as a potential audience??  (grin)
+
+Till next month....
+
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+Hula Hoops and Tinker Toys
+Copyright (c) 1995, Nancy VanWormer
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                  Hula Hoops and Tinker Toys
+                     by Nancy VanWormer
+
+
+When I was small, we didn't have this problem. It wasn't
+available to us (mere children) and if it were, we wouldn't
+have had the money anyway. Then one day, in school, no less,
+we were introduced to them.  By our teacher.
+
+Oh, the glory of them! They tried to show us that only
+"stupid" people played with hula hoops and tinker toys. But,
+in doing so, they made it most attractive. Their so-called
+bad boys were the cutest and most popular. The girls were the
+prettiest. They showed them having great fun, while nerdish
+(even back in those days) kids looked on disaprovingly.
+
+The nerds got good grades and listened to their parents.
+The hula hoop crowd, slowly disintegrated into the scum of
+society.
+
+What? From merely playing with hula hoops and tinker toys?
+How can it be so? They have already showed us the joys of
+playing with them. We couldn't ask our parents, because they
+didn't know anything about it.
+
+So we grew. And as we matured, we became more enchanted with
+hula hoops and tinker toys, until the day finally came when
+we could play with them ourselves.
+
+What a great day. These toys opened new worlds to us! We saw
+every day life in a whole new way. Mysteries of the universe
+were being unveiled to us.
+
+The funny part was that we shared them. We never stole, or
+killed somebody over our toys. There was always somebody
+willing to share with us! We were always willing to share
+with others. It was like a secret family. We were brothers
+and sisters together.
+
+As we grew our tastes grew also. We wanted more advanced
+toys. Toys made for adults. They were a bit more expensive,
+and harder to master, but we did it.  We were in control.
+
+Then one day, as young adults, some of us "grew up". We
+realized that we could not play with our hula hoops and
+tinker toys forever, and that there were other things in life
+to do. Things that were more important maybe? So we slowly
+weaned ourselves from our toys, and developed.
+
+And as we did, we watched the few that decided that hula
+hoops and tinker toys were what they wanted most out of life.
+They stayed children, playing with their toys, while the rest
+of us went on to better things. It is funny, now, when we
+look at those lost children, we still see the innocence in
+them, but it is surrounded by an old person's body. They
+seemed to have aged outwardly much faster than we did. Oh,
+they still have the same beards and long hair, but it is
+peppered with grey and started to thin out. They still wear
+the same style clothes, I wonder where they buy them. The
+years of playing with hula hoops and tinker toys have taken
+their toll.
+
+Now we have children of our own. Our children don't want to
+play with our toys, they have their own, more advanced and
+technological versions of our toys. They have roller blades
+and boomboxes.
+
+The toys are different, dangerous. They were made to be
+dangerous.  They have a power over people and are even
+capable of killing them.  Their sole purpose is to hurt.
+They were made by different people than made our hula hoops
+and tinker toys.  They were made for a different reason.
+
+The kids are different. They are not playing with their toys
+the same way that we did. They are very protective of them,
+and will do anything to get more.  They lie, cheat, steal and
+even kill to be able to play with their roller blades and
+boomboxes.
+
+We are scared for our children in a way that our parents
+never were. We played with hula hoops and tinker toys, and we
+know the power that is in them. But our children, our babies,
+are playing with something more potent. Can they handle it?
+We handled it, but it was a different time, with different
+kids, and different toys.
+
+We have to take care not to push them towards it like we
+were. After all, these are not hula hoops and tinker toys,
+the "toys of choice" of the peace generation. These are
+roller blades and boomboxes!!
+
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+Software Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Heretic Reviewed
+by Joe DeRouen
+
+
+
+I wanted to dislike the game.  I really did.  It just isn't the sort of
+entertainment I normally enjoy.  I'm more the Return to Zork or Myst
+type, and I rarely play shoot-em'-up graphic violence types of games. 
+After about fifteen minutes of playing ID Software's new shareware
+release Heretic, however, I was hooked. 
+
+Heretic is a sequel of sorts to Doom and Doom II (also from ID) in terms
+of the 3D game engine and style of execution, however the setting is in
+another world entirely.  In Doom, your avatar is a marine bent on
+ridding Hell of all it's demons and devils.  In Heretic, you play the
+role of a vengeful Sidhe (pronounced "She") out to right the wrongs laid
+upon his race by the evil Order of the Triad.  The Sidhe, offers the
+manual, are a race of ancient elves adept in arcane sorcery and keepers
+of the tomes of power.  You must find your way through ruins filled with
+gargoyles, golems, undead warriors, and several other gruesome fiends
+bent on forever ending your quest.  Several powerful Sidhe weapons and
+equipment, such as the powerful Dragon's Claw and the healing quartz
+flask, lie hidden in the ruins.  It's up to you to find them - as well
+as the keys that unlock the doors to deeper levels - before the monsters
+find you.  Your ultimate goal is to gain revenge for your race and maybe
+even kill D'Sparil, one of the members of the Order of the Triad, in the
+process. 
+
+Sound convoluted?  It is.  The plot is summed up in about six paragraphs
+in the manual and is even less clear than the synopsis I just attempted.
+Get past the absence of a plot, however, and you'll find yourself having
+fun and enjoying Heretic for what it is: an excellent arcade game
+complete with stunning in-your-face graphics, a hauntingly brooding
+sound track, and spine-tingling special effects that help to make this
+illusion of reality complete. 
+
+The fluid movement and quick reaction time of your player (not to
+mention that of his enemies!) provides the final touch of realism. 
+Movement is controlled by either keyboard, mouse, or joystick.  You can
+turn and maneuver in any direction, even staring at the ceilings or the
+floors.  I've played Heretic for hours, always with a critical eye, and
+have yet to find a glitch in graphics or movement continuity. 
+
+If you have access to a LAN, modem, the Internet, or the new DWANGO
+network, you can play in multi-player mode.  You can team up with a
+friend or two to combat the forces of evil or pit forces against each
+other in Deathmatch mode.  Up to four people can play Heretic via
+multi-player mode, and instructions on setting up such a game are
+explained clearly in a text file called README.TXT included with the
+game. 
+
+A lot of people are going to view Heretic as Doom in a fantasy world. 
+Up to a point, that's true.  You shoot monsters using a variety of
+weapons, as you do in Doom.  You search for treasures.  You look for
+entrances to other levels of your confines.  You can play multi-player. 
+Doom has all that as well.  But Heretic does it all better.  ID managed
+to top themselves and in doing so set a new standard to be beat. 
+
+The game, however, is not without it's flaws.  Installation from the CD
+ROM (or four 3.5" floppies) requires a whopping 20 Meg of free hard
+drive space.  When installed, though, the game only takes up 12 Meg.  I
+had to delete several programs and files to make room for the game.  If
+the decompression program had been different, it wouldn't have had to
+require more space than it actually needed.  That's going to be a
+problem for some people and something that probably could have been
+prevented with a little foresight and work.  
+
+Also, the very selling point about Heretic - it's realism - gives me a
+headache.  Literally.  You can get so lost in the game that you become
+dizzy simply following your character's descent through twisting
+passages and winding hallways.   Finally looking up, you'll be stunned
+to realize that you've spent the last three hours staring at the screen
+pressing your keys or turning the joysticks.  Just remember to take a
+break now and then and come back to the real world for a bit.
+
+All in all, though, Heretic is well worth the registration price of
+forty dollars.  Thus far, I've enjoyed nearly ten hours of
+heart-pounding game excitement and I'm just barely past the third level
+of Episode One.  A good gamer can look forward to literally dozens of
+hours of monster chasing and treasure hunting fun. 
+
+Heretic requires a minimum IBM compatible 486/33 with 4 megs of RAM as
+well as a 100% Sound Blaster compatible sound card.
+
+Heretic is available from ID Software.  You can download the shareware
+version on your better BBS's around the country.  The shareware version
+includes only the first of three episodes and, while certainly playable,
+is more of a sampler than a main dish. To purchase the registered
+version ($40.00) call 1(800)ID-GAMES.  Specify CD or 3.5" when ordering.
+
+(c) 1995 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+ 
+ 
+Software Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+all rights reserved
+
+
+
+Al Michael Announces Hardball III
+By Accolade (c) 1992
+
+Design and Programming by Jeff Sember & Mike Benna
+Produced by Pam Levins
+Art by John Boechler
+Music by Alistair Hirst
+Sound by Mike Benna & Russel Shiffer
+Manual by Jeff Wagner & Richard Moran
+Creative Services by Lisa Marino & Shirley Sellers
+Tested by James Kucera & Robert Daly
+
+
+
+Most sports computer simulations use the same type of game
+engine.  Hardball III is no exception to that rule.  The game is
+relatively simple to use, but there are some pitfalls the user
+will have to overcome.
+
+Strengths:  The game allows you to choose a Manage-Only mode at
+any time in the game.  This puts you in the manager's spot,
+making the calls as to what type of play to run.  The success of
+the play depends on the players that you have in the game at the
+time.  In Player mode, you will still get to call the plays, but
+you will control the actions of the players on the field, thereby
+being ultimately responsible for the success of the play.  The
+game also gives you a picture of every player in the game, which
+is quite a pleasing look for a sports simulation.  While the
+players on the field generally all make the same movements, the
+speed of their movements is determined by their abilities, which
+is a big plus for this game.  This provides some form of reality,
+especially since an Eddie Taubensee can run nowhere near the
+speed of Deion Sanders.  There is also a chance that a player
+will "muff" any given play, providing yet another stab at
+reality.  The season scheduler is nothing short of pure genius. 
+I have been playing this game for nearly two months now and am
+only now getting past the All-Star break (81 games).  The All
+Star game is kind of neat, in that it never chooses the same
+players.  The game goes into the current season stats and looks
+for players that are playing the best at their positions.  It
+then applies them to the All Star game in their respective
+leagues.  I have never seen any other sports simulator do
+anything of this sort.
+
+Drawbacks:  There are quite a few drawbacks to this game.  The
+most glaring one is the lack of any ability to trade players from
+team to team in this game.  I found that the only way to
+accomplish this feat was to write down the player's stats from
+his old team, find a player on the new team that is not there
+anymore and edit his stats accordingly.  Quite time consuming to
+say the very least.  Another glaring drawback is some of the
+play-calling in the game.  For instance, the following situation
+is called for.  With a runner on first, you call for a "hit and
+run" and opt for the batter to butn the ball.  The runner takes
+off for second when the pitcher starts his windup, but the batter
+won't bunt the ball unless it is a pitched strike.  In reality, a
+batter would do everything in his power to bunt that ball in
+order to protect the runner going to second.  A very bad error in
+realism for this game.  Yet another programming error lies in the
+manner that the computer changes pitchers.  The computer will
+leave it's starter in the game until he tires, and only then will
+he substitute a relief pitcher.  After this, the computer starts
+subbing pitchers like there is no end to the world.  The only
+managers that I have ever seen do this were Little League
+coaches.
+
+Conclusion:  Realism is something this game tries to emphasize
+highly, but fails very badly at.  With a promising engine driving
+this game, it is not that far from being great.  However, it
+might benefit this system to add a trading system that allows you
+to swap players between teams.  Also, some of the programming
+would have to change, forcing players to make decisions at the
+plate that are a bit more realistic.
+
+Grade:  C-
+Engine Grade:  B
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Out Of The Silence by Yanni
+Production/Copyright 1987, Private Music
+
+Track Listing
+1.  Sand Dance (5:10)
+2.  After The Sunrise (4:40)
+3.  Standing In Motion (5:20)
+4.  The Mermaid (3:46)
+5.  Within Attraction (4:12)
+6.  Street Level (4:18)
+7.  Secret Vows (3:55)
+8.  Point Of Origin (6:05)
+9.  Acroyali (5:05)
+10.  Paths On Water (3:51)
+
+Total Time:  46:22
+
+
+     Yanni is one of the most well-known New Age composers.  His
+music has a quality that surpasses the level of most New Age
+musicians.  Instead of writing songs, he vividly paints
+emotional, musical pictures for your mind.  His 1987 release
+entitled "Out Of Silence" is no exception.
+     The disc opens with five extremely good songs.  "Sand Dance"
+races you through it's selection, giving off mental pictures of
+couples dancing on the beach.  "After The Sunrise" is clearly the
+best track on the entire disc.  With images of a cloudless
+morning embracing the listener from the very start, it's clear to
+see why this is one of the more popular pieces he has composed. 
+"Standing In Motion" and "Mermaid" are not quite as strong as
+"After The Sunrise," but their imagery is just as good as that of
+"Sand Dance."  "Within Attraction" is a stunning piece.  I was
+left in awe of the imagery I received while listening to this
+track.  After this point, Yanni's next five tunes are mere
+exercises of the first five.  "Street Level" is clearly the most
+boring, offering very little in the way of imagery.  "Secret
+Vows" starts out with a good movement, transporting the listener
+instantly into the imagery, but he quickly loses this feeling
+with some strange flourishes in the middle of the piece. 
+"Acroyali" and "Paths On Water" are easily forgettable, making
+this a rather flat ending to the disc.
+     All in all, this is a good Yanni disc.  However, it is
+clearly not his best piece of work.  If you love Yanni, you will
+like this disc.  If you like quiet, "New-Agish" music, you will
+like this disc.  If you are looking for a master-piece in the
+vein of David Arkenstone's "In The Wake Of The Wind" disc, you
+will be thoroughly disappointed.
+
+
+Overall Grade:  C+
+Stellar Track:  After The Sunrise
+Lackluster Track:  Acroyali
+
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Hell Freezes Over by The Eagles
+Copyright/Production 1994
+Produced by The Eagles with Elliot Scheiner and Rob Jacobs
+
+Track Listing
+1.  Get Over It
+2.  Love Will Keep Us Alive
+3.  The Girl From Yesterday
+4.  Learn To Be Still
+5.  Tequila Sunrise (Live)
+6.  Hotel California (Live)
+7.  Wasted Time (Live)
+8.  Pretty Maids All In A Row (Live)
+9.  I Can't Tell You Why (Live)
+10.  New York Minute (Live)
+11.  The Last Resort (Live)
+12.  Take It Easy (Live)
+13.  In The City (Live)
+14.  Life In The Fast Lane (Live)
+15.  Desperado (Live)
+
+
+The Eagles.  Possibly the most successful rock band of the 1970s. 
+Their music is loved and adored by millions around the world. 
+Their style has been imitated by country-rock bands in the 1990s. 
+In a sense, their songs define a large part of the music
+industry.
+
+Shortly after The Eagles had broken up, Drummer/Singer Don Henley
+was asked about when The Eagles would get back together again. 
+Henley's reply was "When Hell freezes over!"  His musical
+differences with Guitarist/Singer Glenn Frey were so great, that
+hatred had begun to enter into the equation.  But it did make for
+a good album title.
+
+In reality, this disc is nothing more than a live album.  With
+only four new tracks, it's more along the lines of an Extended
+Play (EP) disc.  Sadly, of the four tracks, only one is really
+worth a damn.  "Get Over It" is an angry, cynical look at the
+world around us.  It's growled musings make for one of the best
+songs I have ever heard.  "Love Will Keep Us Alive" reminds one
+of the "countrified" music the band released on it's Desperado
+LP.  "The Girl From Yesterday" really fits no mold that the band
+had carved in their earlier niches, but still breaks very little
+new ground.  "Learn To Be Still" sounds great musically, but
+lyrically it leaves a lot to be desired.
+
+Tracks 5 through 15 are all live versions of old Eagles'
+standards.  They all sound great (except for a really lame
+version of "Hotel California"), but two really stood out from the
+others.  "New York Minute" and "The Last Resort" sound even
+better live than they did in the studio.
+
+In summary, this is one of the most awaited for albums in the
+history of Rock and Roll.  But was it worth the wait?  Not in my
+opinion.  The album's four studio track leave you wanting more
+original material, while the live tracks leave wanting the old
+Eagles back.  If nothing else, the band will get exactly what
+they wanted out of this disc....money.
+
+Grade:  C-
+Stellar Track:  The Last Resort (Live)
+Lackluster Track:  The Girl From Yesterday
+ 
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+For Those About To Rock (We Salute You) by AC/DC
+Copyright/Production 1981
+ATCO Records 92412-2
+Previously Released as Atlantic #11111
+Produced by Robert John "Mutt" Lange
+
+
+Track Listing
+1.  For Those About To Rock (We Salute You)
+2.  Put The Finger On You
+3.  Let's Get It Up
+4.  Inject The Venom
+5.  Snowballed
+6.  Evil Walks
+7.  C.O.D.
+8.  Breaking The Rules
+9.  Night Of The Long Knives
+10.  Spellbound
+
+
+AC/DC are one of the most well-known bands in the Hard-Rock and
+Heavy Metal genre.  Their success is due primarily to two albums,
+"Highway To Hell" and "Back In Black," which are the two albums
+immediately before this one in their discography.  Since this
+album followed those two, it's easy to see why it is easily
+forgotten by most fans.
+
+Despite being an album that most fans forget, "For Those About To
+Rock" is quite a solid effort.  The title song leads the album
+off, and provides a back-drop of one of the most memorable parts
+of an AC/DC concert.  That's right, this is the song that has the
+cannon fire on it.  It is followed by a showcase of very
+forgettable pieces by the band.  To put it bluntly, "Put The
+Finger On You," "Let's Get It Up" and "Snowballed" would have
+been better off being left off the album.  "Inject The Venom" has
+a bit more flair than most AC/DC songs, with quite an inventive
+opening for a guitar solo by Angus Young.  "Evil Walks" and
+"C.O.D" provide some really different lyrics for the band.  Both
+songs espouse the darker side of the world around us, which seems
+to be something that the band is reluctant to do since the death
+of original vocalist Bon Scott.  "Night Of The Long Knives"
+brings us once more to some really boring material for the band. 
+"Spellbound" closes the album with some very rhythmic material. 
+This song has never been played in their live sets after this
+album's release.  That's a shame, since it provides some really
+tasty chops with some hard-hitting rhythm.
+
+If you are an AC/DC fan, you should already have this album. 
+However, for those of you that are looking for good, hard-driving
+rock and roll, this is not the album for you.
+
+Grade:  C+
+Stellar Track:  Evil Walks, C.O.D. (tie)
+Lackluster Track:  Snowballed, Night of the Long Knives (tie)
+ 
+ 
+Music Review
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Diary Of A Madman by Ozzy Osbourne
+Jet Records ZK 37492
+Copyright/Production 1981
+
+Track Listing
+1.  Over The Mountain
+2.  Flying High Again
+3.  You Can't Kill Rock And Roll
+4.  Believer
+5.  Little Dolls
+6.  Tonight
+7.  S.A.T.O.
+8.  Diary Of A Madman
+
+
+This will sound kind of scary, but I really identify with John
+"Ozzy" Osbourne.  No, I don't want to run around snacking on the
+heads of small animals, nor do I want to shave all the hair off
+of my head (been there, done that, got the T-Shirt).  I identify
+with the angry, bitter lyrics that he wrote during his early
+Black Sabbath days, and during the early part of his solo career.
+
+This album, his second, is easily considered a classic among the
+Heavy Metal crowd.  To me, it is easily the one album that
+accurately described my life during that period:  confused,
+angry, and scared.
+
+The album opens with "Over The Mountain," which is one of the
+most over-looked and under-played songs in the Ozzy repertoire. 
+It's got a quick, catchy beat that has you wondering how far the
+talent of the late-Randy Rhoads could have gone.  "Flying High
+Again" is a bit overplayed on the radio, but it is one of the
+very best pieces of work Ozzy has ever done.  Following these two
+is the Metal anthem, "You Can't Kill Rock And Roll."  It's lyrics
+approach the level of Robert Conrad daring you to knock the
+Everyready battery off his shoulder.  Sadly, the music is written
+close to the level of a ballad, which deflates the power of the
+lyrics greatly.  "Believer" is one of the many songs that Ozzy
+has written to attack the people that attack him.  It is angry
+and sarcastic in nature, but is not helped by the "funky" bass
+grove that Rudy Sarzo lays down in it's support.  Randy Rhoads
+pulls off one of the most incredible solos I have ever heard on
+this song.  "Little Dolls" is a play on the concept of Voo-doo
+and comes off a bit "cheesy" in a lyrical manner.  The music for
+it, however, is tight and extremely well done.  "S.A.T.O." is one
+of the weirdest songs that he has ever put on a recording.  You
+need to borrow a De-Ciphering Specialist from the Army just to
+understand the lyrics.  The music comes off weak, despite another
+stellar guitar solo by Rhoads.  "Diary Of A Madman" is the
+clinching track on the recording.  It's look inside the sick and
+twisted mind of a madman makes an erie ending to the album.  The
+lyrics are some of the best I have EVER read.  In short, this
+song is a masterpiece.
+
+Granted, I see you reading this and wondering, how can he speak
+so lovingly of this album in the beginning and then proceed to
+trash all but three of the songs?  Easily.  This album, in 1981,
+was one of the best I have ever heard.  However, it has not
+withstood the acid-test of time.
+
+Grade:  B-
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+In The Shadow Of The Oak King by Courtway Jones
+Copyright 1991, Baen Books
+1st Printing May 1992
+ISBN 0-671-73404-0
+340 Pages
+
+
+The story and tales behind the legend of Britain's King Arthur
+are numerous and well-known.  With the exception of Marion Zimmer
+Bradley's "The Mists of Avalon," most stories told from this
+storyline are bland and repetitive.  This is not the scenario
+concerning Courtway Jones first installment in his Dragon's Heirs
+trilogy.
+
+Mr. Jones paints one of the most vivid and captivating pieces of
+work with this novel.  It portrays the early years of King Arthur
+as told through the eyes of his Pictish half-brother Pelleas. 
+What Jones offers to the reader is a compelling page-turning
+novel.  Jones gives Pelleas the task of providing insight to
+Arthur's nature within the story.  This proves to be interesting
+and extremely entertaining.  Pelleas' comments are sometimes much
+too priceless.  I found myself wiping tears from my eyes while I
+was laughing.  Pelleas' insight to the lovely (and stupid)
+Gueneviere is strange since it portrays her as nothing more than
+a piece of art for Arthur's side.
+
+With Pelleas' as the main character, the story does not follow
+Arthur once Camelot is built, but it does look into what the rest
+of the kingdom is like during his (Pelleas') travels.  The
+jousting tournaments is where Pelleas starts his travels, beating
+all the knights including the handsome Lancelot.  This makes
+Lancelot and Pelleas enemies from the beginning of their initial
+meeting, although the young lady known as Nithe provides even
+more reason for the rivalry to heat up.  From the tournaments,
+Pelleas' travels find all the Picts adoring him for what he has
+done.  Eventually, he ascends (reluctantly) into the position of
+being their King.
+
+If you are looking for a very enjoyable read, and you love the
+mystery of old England, then you must acquire this book and
+devour it.  It's depictions will have you laughing, crying, and
+smiling at Pelleas, Nithe, Arthur, Myrrdin (Merlin), Lancelot and
+a host of others.
+
+Overall Grade:  A-
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+The Rose Sea by S.M. Stirling and Holly Lisle
+Copyright 1994, Baen Books
+ISBN 0-671-87620-1
+1st Printing, September 1994
+Pages:  412
+
+
+While I have never heard of S.M. Stirling before, Holly Lisle is
+a well-known writer to me.  With her introduction to readers
+through the infamous Mercedes Lackey, Miss Lisle has lived up to
+all expectations.  Her previous three novels, along with a
+combined effort with Miss Lackey, have shown a steady progress of
+in-depth character creation.  "The Rose Sea" is no exception to
+this rule.
+
+Stirling and Lisle bring us to a world that is ruled in two
+halves.  The northern half is controlled by a race of peoples
+known as Tykissians.  They resemble Roman legionnaires within the
+Army, while the common citizens are not much different than most
+Americans.  The southern half is controlled by the Tseldenes, who
+are ruled by a centuries-old wizard named Darkist.  This society
+seems to be modeled after a tyrannical theocracy.  The two halves
+are at war with one another, both vying for control of the known
+world.  Our main characters enter into the story within the
+Tykissian realm.  They are "pressed" into the service of the
+army, where they learn to get along with one another, and how to
+be a soldier.  After their training is semi-completed, they are
+sent south across the sea to help invade the Tseldene empire. 
+And thus the adventure begins.
+
+The characters are given identities that are set in stone from
+the first word on the page.  However, they are allowed to grow
+and change as most individuals do throughout their lives.  In
+this manner, the reader develops a very strong bond to the
+characters as the story continues.  The story's twists and turns
+are handled magnificently, while some really strong political
+intrigue is thrown in for a very ironic twist.  The shipwreck
+scenes are written in a very realistic manner, as is the
+"pressing" of the characters into the military and the training
+that they receive.  In short, the story-telling for this novel is
+nothing short of magnificent.
+
+If you have been reading most of my book reviews, you already
+know that I don't like to give away plots or endings to the
+novels I review.  This is because I want you the reader to judge
+the quality of it for yourself.  After all, this is only my
+opinion.  This review will be no different.  But the ending to
+"The Rose Sea" is so stirring and emotional, if you don't feel
+the pull at your heart-strings, you are already dead.
+
+Grade:  A+
+
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Fire In The Mist by Holly Lisle
+Baen Books, Copyright 1992
+ISBN 0-671-72132-1
+1st Printing, August 1992
+Cover Art by Stephen Hickman
+Map by Ellen Kostyk
+Pages:  291
+
+
+Have you ever wondered what it would be like to have some latent
+magickal power suddenly awaken within you?  Have you ever thought
+how hard it would be to control such a power without adequate
+training?  Obviously Holly Lisle has, since this is part of the
+opening premise of the novel "Fire In The Mist."
+
+Mercedes "Misty" Lackey (my favorite writer) described Holly
+Lisle as "one of the hottest writers I've come across in a long
+time."  I figured that if Miss Lackey had lumped such heavy
+praise on Miss Lisle, that I had better check out her first
+offering as soon as I could.  It was not a disappointing
+excursion to say the very least.  As a matter of fact, I came
+away from the book having felt every single emotion there
+was....and then some that I never even realize existed!
+
+Miss Lisle's characters in this book are very well-written.  The
+reader starts off with a shell of what the character is about and
+then gets to fill in the missing pieces through the character's
+actions throughout the book.  This gets the reader very involved
+in the characters and really adds to the enjoyment of the story. 
+This simple manner of "evolving" her characters is woven around
+an exquisite plot that will have you thinking on several levels
+at once.  She really works some magick with this novel.
+
+I highly recommend this novel.  At times, the story-line plods
+along, but for the most part it hurls you through the action at
+break-neck speed.  Be sure that you keep your hands inside the
+cart during this ride.
+
+Grade:  A-
+ 
+ 
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Red Dwarf:  Infinity Welcomes Careful Drivers by Grant-Naylor
+ROC Books, (c) 1989
+1st ROC Printing, September 1992
+ISBN 0-451-45201-1
+Pages:  298
+
+
+Take today's society.  Allow for two hundred years or more of the
+inevitable moral decay that comes with civilization.  Focus on an
+ore-mining ship called "Red Dwarf."  Add a degenerate punk with
+an attitude problem.  Mix in an insecure, power-hungry buffoon. 
+Stir generously with an on-board nuclear disaster, and allow to
+sit for 3,000 years.  Top it off with a ship's computer that has
+an IQ of 600 or more, and sprinkle gingerly over the first erect-
+species of Feline.  What do you get?  The hilarious BBC-TV comedy
+called "Red Dwarf."
+
+While the book goes into a lot more detail than the TV show, I
+found it lacking the constant hilarity on the show.  This does
+not, however, take anything away from the book, which is one of
+the most enjoyable books I have ever read.  The situations that
+this cast of misfits gets into border on the totally insane.  I
+found myself constantly trying to put this book down, and failing
+to do so.  The characters of David Lister (the last surviving
+human being), Arnold Rimmer (the totally obnoxious Hologram), Cat
+(the very self-centered and lazy Feline Erectus), and Holly (the
+sarcastic ship's computer) will have you on the floor begging for
+more between the tears of laughter.  The banter between the
+characters is lost a bit in the book (the TV show does a much
+more vivid job of depicting their constant sniping), but
+nonetheless it is VERY amusing.
+
+If you liked "Hitch-hiker's Guide To The Galaxy," you will really
+find this book to be a great treat.  Don't miss it.  A word of
+caution though:  I had an extremely hard time finding a copy of
+this book.  I located it at a local Comic Book shop (Lone Star
+Comics).  I was lucky enough to find it in the second store that
+I checked for it.  You might not have as much luck though.  Keep
+searching for it, simply because it is very well worth your time
+and effort.
+
+Grade:  A+
+ 
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+Beacons of Light
+Copyright (c) 1995, L. Shawn Aiken
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Beacons of Light
+by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+        The ebon craft burst forth from nowhere, literally, but did not
+disturb the velvety curtain of stars draped behind it.  From its
+womb sprang seven silvery children that plunged toward the bright
+orb swirling nearby.
+        One hesitated briefly, rejecting the ever present tendrils of
+force.  Instead, it fell forever around the planet, carefully
+watching the other six as they began to sparkle with ions.
+        The ebon craft lurched and drug itself out of the gravity well,
+then vanished, returning to the nothingness which had spawned it.
+
+* * *
+ 
+    Brenn watched the star-like sparks dance above the biomass
+reactor as if somehow they were the real stars with their proper
+motions advanced a million-fold.  The simple arrangement of stone
+and wood was far from efficient, but at least it warmed half of his
+cloaked body.  Regretfully, his backside was frozen in the crisp
+night air.
+        Beyond the fire sat his wife, suckling their bald child while
+her deep green eyes watched him like a cat.  *She is too young,*
+Brenn thought, *her skin too soft, her mind too new.  Slypha does
+not deserve to be away from her family, up here, with the beasts.
+And me.*
+        Her large green eyes caught his, and she smiled.  Brenn sighed
+and smiled back.
+        "The beasts are quiet," he said.  Her smiled faded.
+        "Perhaps they think the storm will miss us," she removed the
+child from her breast and snuggled him tightly.  "It's late.  It's
+been so long.  I feel ready.  Let's go to bed."
+        Brenn stood up and stretched his legs.  The flickering fire
+light caught the grey streaks in his beard.  "Let me check on the
+boy first.  I think he's asleep."
+        Slypha walked to him and kissed him on the cheek, her eyes
+sparkling.  "Must you call him a boy still?  Phenris has gone
+through the change."
+        "Men do not sleep while watching beasts." They smiled in unison,
+for they both knew Brenn had his surrendered his watch many times to
+the sandman.
+        He turned and stepped into the dark of night.  *I am too old,*
+he sighed to himself.  *My joints creak.  My hair has shifted from
+my head to inappropriate parts of my body.  I am too old to be with
+her.*
+        The forest gave way to clearing and the rumbling of snoring
+beasts.  Brenn was sure one of the snores belonged to Phenris, but
+sound alone could not distinguish them.  Then another sound came.
+An old sound.  One that he had not heard in three decades, and not
+hoped to hear again.  A beeping.
+        He glanced at the culprit, the chronometer strapped to his
+wrist.  The signal.  Brenn glanced up at the heavens.  Bright lights
+shone down.  Foreign constellation made familiar over thirty-six
+years, girdled by two shadows.  The eastern shadows were the spiky
+teeth of the Ramphast Mountains.  The west was more nebulous, a thin
+line over the flat lands.  The coming storm.
+        Between the two a fiery streak, followed by another, and
+another.  Six in all.  They did not fade like falling stars, but
+stayed bright as they disappeared behind the clouds.
+        Brenn slumped to the ground.  Why had they taken so long?  And
+why now?  Wouldn't some earlier time have done?  When his bones did
+not creak and his hair was still stable?  Why had they not come when
+he had been ready?
+
+* * *
+
+        The lightning crackled down like a witch's hand, briefly
+illuminating the humanoid figure running quietly through the
+rain-soaked streets.  It's strides were long.  It's leaps longer.
+But no one was awake to see.  No one oohed and ahed.  No one bowed
+down to the power of Akhenaton.
+        He broke a sweat in the confines of the suit, away from the
+chilly air, as he bounded across the Square of Freedom to the
+presidential palace.  One guard had time to widen his eyes before
+the meter long razor slaughtered the lot.  But the splatter of blood
+failed to stain Akhenaton, for he crashed ten meters up into a third
+story window.
+        A figure cowered in the silk sheets of the canopied bed, amidst
+the finely carved bas-reliefs on the walls and the cherubs looking
+down from the vaulted ceiling.  Akhenaton opened a link to the
+satellite floating above and stepped toward the trembling figure.
+        "President Cambridge of the Free World of Charadri, I bring you
+a gift from the Emperors of the Triad," his voiced boomed out of the
+metal and ceramic suit of armor.  "You may broadcast a word to those
+you offended with treason."
+        The figure stopped shaking and sat up.  A wise-looking man, but
+confused.  "You have no right .  . ."
+        Electric sparks bluer than sapphires shot from Akhenaton's arm,
+striking the president full force in the chest.  He erupted into
+flames, squealing.
+        "Just one word, dear President," Akhenaton said as he cut the
+link.  Movement.  His sensors detected movement.  A woman by the
+door, paralyzed with fear.
+        A burst of blue light reduced the president's wife to ashes.
+Noise.  Beyond the door.  In the hall.  He jumped into it.
+        A short person.  A child.  In bootied blue pajamas.  Clutching a
+stuffed creature from beyond the Human Zone.  The offspring of
+Cambridge.  Akhenaton aimed and fired.
+
+* * *
+
+        Brenn looked back through the veil of rain and waited for Slypha
+to catch up.  She sloshed through the mud, the baby's pannier
+strapped to her back and a useless umbrella sticking up through the
+wooden frame.
+        He reached his hand out to help her, but she brushed past him
+roughly.
+        "Sylph!" he sucked his boots out of the mud.  His son whined at
+him from her back.
+        "Why?" Slyph hissed as her head spun toward him.  He blinked to
+force the rain from his eyes.  *She's too young to go through this,*
+he thought as he examined the way her wet hair hung to her face in
+swirls.
+        "It is not a thing to talk about.  Just believe that it is
+necessary," he coughed up the words.
+        "What about Phenris?" she asked.  "He's too young to herd the
+beasts by himself!"
+        He sighed, remembering how, months ago, she had argued that her
+nephew was old enough to follow them into the hills.  "He'll be
+okay.  I have to get you back to the village."
+        "Why?" she yelled over the thunder.  "Why must you leave?"
+        "Look!" he pointed to a strange metal scaffolding looming above
+the trees.  "The microwave tower.  We are almost there.  Let's get
+you too your mother's before it get's dark!"
+        He knew they would make it to the village of Psittac long before
+night fall, but he wanted to be well away from there before anything
+might happen.  They continued to slosh through the mud, their boots
+slurping and sucking, and the baby randomly wailing.
+        The rain had died down, only dribbling from the sky, as they
+entered the wooden village, biomass reactors churning dark smoke
+through chimneys into the sky.
+        Brenn did not stay long at the Dowager's home, only taking time
+to change his clothes and give his wife a brief farewell.  He wanted
+to stay longer, but knew that Slyph would probably find some way of
+coaxing him into staying the night.
+        He did not leave rustic Psittac immediately.  Through the mist
+he trudged up the hill to the microwave station to see Slyph's
+sister.  With a few bangs on the metal door, Neridia opened the door
+and a blast of electrically heated air greeted him.
+        "Thank God you are here," she said, pulling him into the room
+full of lights and banks of switches.  She was older than Slyph by a
+few years, but with golden hair and brown eyes - a product of the
+Dowager's first marriage.  She sat him down at the console and
+nervously poured him a steaming cup of bark juice.
+        "What is going on?" Brenn asked, tapping several consoles in
+hopes that their numbers would change.  They did not.
+        "It's a blackout," she nervously fretted over the consoles,
+readjusting what he had touched.  "At least that's what Eshan at the
+Black River relay said just before he went off.  Eshan also said to
+initiate the civil defense plan.  I've looked through the manuals.
+There is nothing about a plan like that.  He also said there was an
+attack on the capital.  Interstellar missiles, he said he heard.
+You were a warrior.  What does it mean?" Her brow knotted and she
+looked at him, until she realized he was not looking at her.
+Somewhere else.  Somewhere but nowhere.  She took a deep breath and
+stood in front of him.
+        "Brenn?" she said.
+        "They are not missiles, they are people," he looked up at her
+and gulped his juice.  "The Beacons.  They are here." He stood up
+and set down his drink.  "Inside of drop pods."
+        "An invasion." she said.
+        "Sort of." he replied, and went to the door.
+        "Wait!" she ran after him, "What about the defense plan?  You
+were a warrior.  You know what to do.  Please help us."
+        "I'll do what I can," he opened the metal door and rain splashed
+at his foot.  "But I can't do it here."
+        "But what do *we* do?" she asked.
+        "There is nothing you can do.  Not against the Beacons, anyway."
+Brenn slammed the door behind him and crept down the hill, wrapping
+his cloak around his tired bones.
+
+* * *
+
+        A different microwave tower, this one much taller, loomed far
+above on the top of the craggy peak of Mount Ptilogon.  *I shouldn't
+have looked at it,* Brenn thought as he stumbled and fell off the
+path.  He clambered back on it, careful not to catch a glimpse at
+the green valley below, and continued through the mud.
+        A muscle between his rib cage and his shoulder throbbed.
+Thirty-six years ago he could have pulled himself up the cliff with
+no problem.  But then again, thirty-six years ago he wouldn't have
+stumbled.
+        The path widened out.  It was a eerie sight, even to one who had
+seen it before.  All of those toad trees with their green, knobby
+bark.  And the way they swayed back and forth.  Springy.  Totally
+unlike real trees.  They were, by definition, alien.
+        Brenn began to walk through the toad tree grove, toward a
+boulder.  It was a large boulder, about the size of a man.  He
+lifted it.  The fiberglass shell lifted easily, exposing a parabolic
+dish spinning slowly about a base.
+        He crouched down, his knees popping, and removed a panel.  Data
+flashed across the screen and he sighed.  Everything checked out.
+They had come.  With several button punches the dish stopped
+spinning and zeroed in on the tower.
+        Blackness.  Nothing.  No transmission.  He leaned back and sat
+in the mud.  The eastern continent beyond the mountains was under
+blackout as well.
+        His backside was no longer just cold, but wet.  And muddy.  A
+cold wind whisked up his cloak as he stood up.  His knees popped.
+His shoulder ached.  Brenn swore he could feel his arteries
+hardening.  *I'm too old for this.  If they would have only come
+later.  When I am dead and buried.  Then I would be prepared.*
+        Slyph's round face flashed before him.  She was still a baby.
+He had no right to marry her.  *Things are all backward here, on
+this planet a thousand light years from nowhere.*
+        He looked started again through the mud and quickly came to the
+cave.  It was still there after all of these years.  A big gaping
+maw cut in solid rock by the trickling of water.  He could feel the
+water in his boot and on his backside.  Bits of him were being
+eroded too.
+        A cool draft of air fluttered about him in the darkness.  He dug
+through his pockets and flicked on the retrieved torch.  Glistening
+sparkles danced before him.  Some from water dripping off
+stalactites.  Some from the fools' gold that infested Mount
+Ptilogon.
+        He stepped deeper into the pit, down a natural staircase
+lovingly caressed for millennia by water trickling from above.
+There was a flutter of something that the bioengineers had meant to
+eradicate, but couldn't.  Just like the herd beasts.  Whatever it
+was would probably have been good eating, but his mind was not on
+food.  He had to get past the balcony in one piece.
+        It dropped off before him, into the darkness below.  It seemed
+to Brenn that it had changed.  It was more slippery.  Smoother.  And
+there was less of a ledge.  Three decades of trickle had eaten away
+the footholds leading down to the floor, perhaps some twenty meters
+below.  And the torch refused to light up what was below.
+        He knelt and banged the torch against the floor.  The beam
+wavered, but refused to spit out more light.  Geological processes
+had cut him off from his buried treasure.  But something fell loose
+in his mind.  It rattled about, then he remembered.
+        The rope!  It had to be around somewhere.  He began looking
+around at the boulders on the stone balcony.  How many years ago had
+he fastened it?  Too many.  But he had.  Around a boulder.  On top
+of the balcony.  But where?
+        There!  He saw it and grabbed it up.  It crumbled into his hand.
+Dust.  Clogging up the torches beam.  *Damn surplus.  Hemp?  He said
+it was plastiweave.  Bastard.*
+        Brenn made a mental note to demand a refund from the weasely
+trader.  But he crumpled up the note and threw it away.  The trader
+was probably dead by now and his sons were cheating other, younger
+customers.
+        "If the emperor can't go to the sun, bring the sun to the
+emperor," Brenn muttered to himself.  Could it hear him?  Would it
+still respond?
+        "Tighra!" he yelled into the darkness as he perched on the edge.
+"Tighra!  Activate!"
+        Amidst the echoes he though he heard something.  Something down
+below.  A muffled hum?
+        "Turn on your God damned lights, Tighra!"
+        The immense cavern burst with light, blinding him.
+        "Down down down, tone it down!" He carefully unshielded his eyes
+with his arm.
+        There it was, glowing it all it's glory.  A bulky humanoid
+figure, twenty meters below, forty out.  Black stripes played about
+on it's glowing apricot skin.
+        "Tighra unit on," a voice boomed.  "One point one nine to the
+ninth power second since last activation, Commander Brenn Ortiz, CTM
+7789-007."
+        "Brenn Kschted, actually.  I got married."
+        "Congratulations, Commander," boomed the emotionless voice.
+Brenn started to tell it he wasn't a Commander anymore, but who knew
+how the software would respond then.
+        "Diagnostic?"
+        "Urgent repairs needed.  Priority level.  Suggest going to
+nearest shipyard for repairs."
+        "I know that!" Brenn yelled.  "I knew that three god damned
+decades ago.  Can you move?"
+        The suit paused for a moment.  "Diagnostic reports fifty percent
+chance of movement capabilities, with a plus or minus fifty percent
+error."
+        Brenn shook his head.  One day he would find the technician who
+wrote diagnostic programs and .  . .  *That's odd,* he thought.
+*It's been a while since I imagined hurting anyone.*
+        Images flashed before him.  Beautiful orange explosions searing
+flesh and bone.  Horrified faces screaming for mercy.  The darkness
+of space and dehumidified, crumbling corpses who turned to dust just
+like the rope.
+        "Move your leg!" he yelled down to it.  Tighra, a machine that
+cost more than the entire planet was worth, completed the first step
+of the hokey-pokey flawlessly.
+        "Good.  Now get the weapons pack.  Attach it to your chest.
+Then jump up here and let me take a look at you."
+        Tighra lurched forward.  Dust spilled off from its head and
+shoulders.  It quickly found a metallic case and slapped it to its
+chest.  It hung there immovable with a magnetic seal.
+        Then suddenly the machine bounded up the cliff, but not quite.
+It missed the top and hurtled downward, barely catching itself,
+hanging on with two fingers of one hand.
+        "Jesus," Brenn muttered as it slowly pulled itself up and
+crawled toward him.  "Stand up, Tighra, and turn off your skin
+lights.  Just the top will do."
+        The cavern dimmed appreciable and he looked over the mechanical
+entity.  Under the patchy layer of dust he could see the blast
+marks, the twisted bits of metal, and the ruined left hand.
+        "Servo mechanisms in the left leg failed," it commented.  "Test
+leap indicated seventy percent of systems operating at forty
+percent.  Unit is beyond repair.  Suggest entire Tighra unit be sent
+to the nearest military scrap heap and disposed of by qualified
+personnel."
+        "That's a pretty high regard you have for yourself," Brenn
+detached the case and set it down on the ground.  "Is the grenade
+launcher still working?"
+        "Shall I test it?"
+        "No," his eyes widened.  Not in here.  You'd bring the whole
+cave down.  Just a diagnostic."
+        There was a brief pause.  He opened the case.  Wrapped in foam
+were five grenade, as well as some spare parts and a radio.  Four of
+the grenades had red bands around them, one with green.  He
+carefully pulled it out.
+        "Launcher unit seventy percent reliable, plus or minus ten
+percent."
+        "Can you handle this?  I picked it up long after I stashed you
+in here.  After the war," he held the green tear-shaped object
+before its sensor.
+        "Affirmative.  But caution, Tighra unit is not reliable.
+Entering combat is not suggested."
+        "I know how you feel," Brenn popped open the tube connected to
+the left forearm.  The grenade clip was still half full.  Just like
+that day long ago.  He carefully slipped the green grenade at the
+bottom of the clip.  Two reds, and a green.  He slammed the lid
+down.
+        "Okay, I want you to pop your head open so I can crawl in.  And
+Tighra, I order you not to do a med scan of me.  I *order* you."
+
+* * *
+
+        "You are fatigued, Commander Kschted," the suit chimed.  Brenn's
+lungs were burning.  Spasms raced up and down his spine.  And he had
+just walked a little under a kilometer.
+        "I *told* you no med scan!" he hissed between clenched teeth.
+Armor wasn't as easy as everyone thought.  A warrior couldn't just
+sit in it and have it walk around for you.  The legs still moved.
+The arms still moved.  And the suit, left to its own, would pop the
+wearer's limbs out of joint.  One *had* to move with it.
+        "Request initiation of muscle relaxant injection," it said.
+        "No!" he hissed.  "Not yet.  I'll be needing all of it for
+later." His eyes swirled, but not only from the pain.  The
+heads-up-display was driving him mad.  He was not used to the three
+hundred and sixty degree display.  It seemed everything was in front
+of him - including the bits that were receding behind him.
+        "Gimme a shot," Brenn finally broke down as he passed a ridge.
+"A little one.  Analgesic or something." He felt the pressure at the
+base of his neck as the drug was injected.  "Hey, Tighra, what's the
+shelf life of analgesic?  I mean, does it break down into any other
+chemical components?  Like some kind of neurotoxin?"
+        "That information is not available in my databanks."
+        Brenn took a deep breath.  Perhaps it would be all over now.
+Done in by his own suit.  Then it hit.
+        "Ah," he gurgled.  Thirty-six years without so much as an
+aspirin.  He felt good.  Almost high.  The aches had drifted away
+like the dust falling off of the suit.  But then he remembered.
+Everything felt ten times worse after the drugs wore off.
+        "No more med scans unless it's an emergency," he told the
+machine.
+        "Your body is eliciting danger signs right now," the suit said.
+        "I mean, don't poke around with my body unless I'm unconscious
+or my arm is ripped off.  Okay?"
+        "Okay, Commander Kschted."
+        Brenn huffed and puffed away from the mountain.  His popping
+joints were outmatched by the squeaks and groans coming from the
+suit.  *We should both be retired, living on some zero-gee station
+somewhere.  Me and Tighra floating around a breakfast table, sipping
+tea from little baggies.  Or he could sip silicon gel.  Or
+whatever.* Brenn stopped thinking a moment, and came up with the
+conclusion that it wasn't just ordinary aspirin coursing through his
+veins.
+        "You suck," he said a they stumbled into the green valley.
+        "I said, you suck." Then he remembered.  Suits weren't designed
+to respond to insults.  Something the technicians thought up.  It
+was suppose to keep the warriors out of trouble.  But there was a
+way around it.
+        "You suck, do you hear?  You suck."
+        "I hear you." Brenn smiled and they began going up the far side
+of the valley.  As the drug began to wear off, they clambered up a
+hill and took up position.
+        Brenn adjusted the HUD to small field magnification and zoomed
+in on a nearby mountain.  It's peak was taller than Mount Ptilogon,
+put with a more gentle slope.  Snow sparkled at it's summit, and he
+zoomed in on it.
+        IR was useless, so he changed to visual.  There it was.  The
+chalet.  Or what was left of it.  His mind drifted back to when he
+had first arrived .  . .
+
+* * *
+
+        "Christ it's hot.  Tig, dehumidifier on full," Brenn had always
+hated the fact that while in a suit you couldn't just wipe the sweat
+from your forehead.
+        "Cancel that," a voice crackled in his ear.  He turned to
+Akhenaton, trailing him several paced.
+        "Sir, if I'm going to do point, I should at least be able to
+see," he waved his arms about.  Akhenaton stopped, along with the
+four other Beacons behind him.
+        "Thermals must remain low.  Your power plant is almost visible,"
+Akhenaton replied calmly.
+        "I'm sweating like a swine.  Can't I just open my visor.  There
+is snow all over the place.  Can't I just pour a handful of snow on
+my face?"
+        "Unexceptable, Commander." Akhenaton signalled with his hands to
+end the conversation.  Brenn opened his mouth, then shut it.  They
+continued on up the mountain towards the chalet.
+        Of course they weren't supposed to be anywhere near mountains.
+They were supposed to be near the shore, bolstering the ground
+troops.  Four years of fighting and the Corian Triad was actually on
+the defensive.  Triad troops were being slaughtered left and right
+by farm girls and back water bureaucrats.  The real problem was that
+the same thing was happening on seventeen planets in this sector
+alone.  Something had to be done.
+        So it was, or rather, it was not done.  The fly boys up in
+darkie-darkie land miscalculated and sent the Beacons of Light, the
+most skilled and heavily equipped Corian foot soldiers, straight
+into a mountain, a thousand klicks away from where they could do any
+good.  And with the EMP satellites in orbit, no one could get a
+message through and have the fly boys executed.
+        So they had to walk.  But for some reason the commander wanted
+to walk straight up a mountain to investigate a chalet they had seen
+some kilometers back.  *Of all the stupid, idiotic things .  . .*
+Brenn grumbled in thought, because the Akhenaton could hear
+everything he said.
+
+* * *
+
+        "You know, Tighra, we didn't even know if we were in hostile
+territory or not," Brenn scanned the chalet closely.  From what he
+could tell, the roof had caved in.  At least half of the supports
+had collapsed.  Time had taken it's toll on the building.  Just like
+Tighra.  Just like him.
+        "Energy surge directly ahead," the machine's cold voice informed
+him.
+        "What?"
+        A blue arc of light gracefully flew from the mountain, across
+the valley, and incinerate a pine tree two meters away.
+        "Jesus Christ!  Fire!" Brenn yelled.
+        "Please be specific," The suit replied.  "Nothing is within
+degraded weapons range."
+        "I see you," a voice crackled in his ear.  It was Akhenaton.
+Brenn's eyes widened.
+        "Thermals, Tig, thermals!  Drop 'em!" Brenn cried, and began to
+run.
+        "Please be more specific."
+        Another blue arc lashed out, ripping in two the tree that he had
+been diving for.  He hit the ground with his shoulder and bright
+sparks dashed before his eyes.
+        Brenn shook his head to clear it.  He was lying face to the
+ground next to a burning tree.
+        "Thermals!  Don't exhaust the heat, Tig!" he moaned.
+        "Ports sealed." Brenn did not argue as he felt pressure on his
+neck.
+        "What was that blue streak?  A particle beam?"
+        "That information is not in my data banks," Tighra told him.  Of
+course.  They must have improved the suits and invented new weapons.
+What in the hell was he up against?  And there were six of them!
+        "I knew you'd come back, Tighra," the voice crackled it his ear.
+For a moment Brenn wondered why Akhenaton was talking to his suit.
+Then he remembered.  Call names.  In Akhenaton's eyes, or rather, in
+Captain Harmsworth's, he was still called by his suit's name.
+        "I knew you would too .  . ." he cut himself off, almost saying
+'sir'.
+        "Teredo is here as well.  We have some unfinished business."
+        "Hey Tighra, it's me," an asian voice said.  "It's time, you
+know.  Meet us at the site and we can finish this."
+
+* * *
+
+        "I swear it looks like a ski lodge, boss," Teredo accented voice
+hissed into Brenn's ear as he peeked over the snow bank. 
+    "I'm picking up about ten people all moving around on the upper floor,"
+Brenn sunk back down and turned to the squatting Beacons.  "What's a
+ski lodge?"
+        "I thought you were from Switzerland, Tig," Teredo said.
+        "I was born there, but I went to school at Ishtar South.  What's
+a ski lodge?"
+        "Cut the chatter," Ahkhenaton ordered.  "That building may be an
+enemy outpost."
+        "A ski lodge is where you strap plastic panels to your feet and
+slide down the side of a snowy mountain." Teredo continued.
+        "Sounds pretty stupid to me," Brenn chuckled.  "Besides,
+Switzerland hasn't had snow in two centuries."
+        "Will you two shut up?" Ahkhenaton yelled.  "Tighra, do a scan
+under it.  See if it has any lower levels."
+        "Yes sir," Brenn stood up.  It would take the sensors two
+minutes to pierce all of that granite.  He looked at the chalet as
+sweat poured down his face.  Snow in Switzerland?  Ha.  That was
+like saying it rained in Central America.  Ludicrous proposition.
+        "Sir," Brenn spoke with his back to the commander, "I take it we
+are going to kill everyone and secure the building?"
+        "Yes."
+        "After that can we toss Teredo off the mountain strapped to a
+piece of plastic?"
+        Before Akhenaton could get everyone to quit laughing, Brenn
+spotted somthing on the corner of his screen.
+        "Uh, sir, something's coming.  It's hugging the terrain at 100
+meters."
+        "What is it?"
+        "Uh, Tig says it's a L-53 troop transport.  No markings.  No
+ident signal." Brenn saw the white speck grow on his monitor.
+"Looks to be headed this way.  Oh.  It's armed."
+        "Who the hell could it be?" Teredo voiced.
+        "No respectable pilot would strip Triad symbolds off a vehicle,"
+the commander said.  "It's got to be those bastard rebels.  We're in
+luck, men and women, we've stumbled across the enemy."
+        "Lemme shoot it, boss," Teredo said.
+        "No, Tighra can have that honor."
+        "Thanks," Brenn charged up his left arm and let loose with a
+particle beam.  It was a direct hit, sending the flaming transport
+hurtling into the valley floor.
+
+* * *
+
+        "Tighra," Teredo's voice echoed Brenn's ear canal.  It was
+getting hot.  His heat throbbed.  His shoulder ached.  And his groin
+was hurting in places it hadn't hurt since Slyph had been able to
+have sex.
+        "Tighra.  You can't hide.  The boss still has your ident signal.
+Don't you remeber?"
+        Christ, Brenn screamed at himself, staring up at the cloudy sky.
+*I would have been safer leaving the suit where it was.  They might
+have never found me.*
+        He started to tell Tighra to get up, but closed his mouth.  It
+would be stupid to let Akhenaton listen in on everything was doing,
+so he stretched his neck out and poked several pressure sensors with
+his chin.  The suit slowly stood up and his eyes flooded with tears.
+        "Why the site?" he gasped as another squirt of pain killers
+flooded his system.
+        "Everything must be coordinated properly," Akhenaton said
+coldly.  It was that same statement that had initialized the
+massacre of the embryos on Brakor.  Two thousand vat babies
+destroyed.  The memory jarred something in him.  Had he really
+killed them?  For thirty six years he thought he had remembered.
+But now it seemed he had only remebered the concept, not the deed
+itself.  But now he remebered.
+        He remembered the melting of plastic, the tidal flood of
+embryonic fluid, the fire.  The screams of an entire planet blasting
+through his speakers.  And he remembered laughing.  Laughing.
+        The suit was moving but he didn't realize it, walking onward
+toward the site.  The other two must have been on the other side of
+the valley, making the same journey.
+        His baby's pudgy face flashed before his eyes.  Baby Brenn.
+Slyph wanted to name him after his great father.  She was so
+innocent.  How could she know?  How could she comprehend what he had
+done?
+        It was almost impossible for him, but the dulling drugs seemed
+to unravel the strings tieing up the ancient memories.  The
+slaughter of countless people on countless worlds.  How could she
+comprehend what he was?
+        He became aware of the muscles knotted up in his stomach, but
+could not feel the pain.  It must have been horrific.  Brenn gulped
+and headed along the gradient.  The trees gave way and it came into
+view.
+        Nothing.  Flat land.  A little stream.  Scrub.  Mud must have
+covered up the debris, just like the garbage in his mind had covered
+up the attrocities.  *I havn't changed.  I've just buried it.  I'm
+the same person.  I can't feel.  I can't pity.  I'm just like them.*
+        But as he entered the clearing he saw something that hadn't been
+there that day.  Something that had been added later.  He walked
+over to it.  A slab of granite.  A marker.  With words.
+        "What's that?" Teredo suprised him.  They both were standing on
+the other side of the clearing upon a sloping rise.  Kings of the
+hill.  Their suits were shinning in all of their glory, a bright sun
+on Akhenaton's chest, while Teredo's skin glowed white all over like
+luminesent puss.
+        "Where are the others?" Brenn asked.
+        "Others?" Teredo laughed.  "You killed Sirrocco and Yoicks right
+over there," he stretched his arm out to the stream.  "Don't you
+remeber, Tig?"
+        Brenn looked and nodded, even though they didn't see it.
+        Akhenaton spoke up.  "And Gyrfalc died honorable on Brakor."
+        "No he didn't.  We all made it off," Brenn stepped away from the
+stone.
+        "There was another insurrection.  The planet had to be
+eliminated."
+        "The planet?"
+        "And Tesla bought it in the Weisa`cker vortex of Beta Pictoris.
+A minor revolt that turned into a major one," Teredo chuckled.
+        "But I saw four others?" Brenn motioned to the sky.
+        "Stupid boy," Akhenaton said.  "Are you so all important to
+think that we are irreplaceable.  We are just cogs.  This business
+does not require their presence."
+        Alarm bells rung in the back of his head.  Something was wrong.
+Why would he feel that something was wrong?  Here he was, ready to
+be slaughtered, and suddenly something Akhenaton had said was wrong?
+        "Why?" his knee began to tremble.  "Why not them?" Beacons
+rarely split up.  They hung together as if they were magnetized.
+        "Well, you see," Teredo started, "The boss here kinda told
+everybody you were dead.  Summarily executed."
+        "Shut up!" Akhenaton barked.  "That oversight will soon be
+rectifed.  Teredo, I give you the honor of killing him."
+        "Great," Teredo said, begining to walk toward him.  "Where do
+you want it, Tig, By the rock, in the stream, or in your back?"
+        "Uh," his heart began to pound.  Stimulants screeched into his
+neck.  The suit knew he was about to die.  Why was he having a hard
+time beleiving it?
+        "Uh, waitaminute," Brenn said.  "How have the gathagene
+treatments worked?"
+        "What?" Teredo stopped.
+        "Do you still look young?  I mean, I only got one treatment.
+Open your visor and let me see."
+        Teredo started again.  "Gosh, Tig, can't you think of anything
+original.  That's how you got Sirrocco."
+
+* * *
+
+        The heat was building and his lips were chapping.  After the
+vehicle went down, nothing had happened at the chalet.  No gun
+turrets rose from the ground.  No missile raced toward the sky and
+rained down on them, so Akhenaton set the priority to investigating
+the crash site.
+        They were getting close.  A few trees were smoldering.  There
+was charred bits of things all over.  Blackened arms and legs hung
+from trees like bizarre fruit.  Brenn stumbled over a trunk and came
+into the clearing.
+        Chunks of everything were scattered around.  Seat stuffing blew
+about, mixing orange into the white snow.  Part of a langing strut
+was wrapped, like a piece of string, around a tree.  And he heard
+something.  Something moved.
+        "Sir," he said to Akhenaton, trailing behind.  "A person over
+there."
+        "Okay.  Teredo, go find the black box.  Maybe we can trace this
+to the rebel's base.  Gyrfalc and Tesla, you come with me to find
+what's left of the weapons stores.  And Sirrocco and Yoicks, you mop
+up the survivors with Tighra.
+        Brenn looked down at the seat near him.  A person was stil
+strapped to it.  Charred over most of it's body.  What looked like a
+male.  Fifteen or so years old.  Brenn had entered the military at
+fifteen.  They must have been shiping new recruits somewhere.
+        He leveled his arm and fired the laser.  The head popped,
+splattering spongy chunks all over.  Another semi-intact survivor
+behind a panel.  Another shot.  Another survivor.  Another shot.
+Sweat was getting ito his eyes.
+        "Sir," Brenn called out.  "The fires around here will cloak us,
+won't they?  I mean, can't I turn on the air conditioning?" There
+was a brief pause.
+        "Negatory.  It will waste power.  If anyone is hot, just open
+your visors."
+        Five 'thank gods' jammed the transmission frequency.  Brenn slid
+the opaque shield from his face and breathed the cold air deeply.
+And he choked.
+        "Crap," said Sirrocco next to him.  "This stinks.  Why can't
+people burn clean."
+        "Bastard rebels stinking up the place," Brenn fired at another
+body near a clump of long plastic shards.  He made his way slowly
+through the mess until he could register no more life.  Then he
+walked toward Teredo.
+        He was leaning up against a three meter tall hydrogen cannister
+that had somehow survived the crash.  Next to him was an orange
+cylinder with wires leading toward Teredo's helmet.  Akhenaton was
+with him.
+        "Sir, I've accessed the navcom.  Looks like they were way off
+course."
+        "Why?"
+        "Well, we are 900 klicks from any rebel territory that we last
+heard about.  Dunno why they would penatrate Triad territory this
+far.  Hold on.  I'm patching into the database.  Ah.  Security
+sealed.  Lemee break it.  There."
+        "Can you tell the registration?" Akhenaton asked.
+        "It's owned by the Proconsul Whydt."
+        "What?" Sirrocco walked up to them.
+        "It's government property," Teredo looked up at them and smiled.
+"Well, it ain't he first time we've accidentally brought down one of
+our own."
+        "What was it's flight path.  It's manifest.  I've seen no heavy
+weapons," Akhenaton said.
+        "Fuck!" Teredo ripped the wires away and jumped up.  "Fuck!" he
+walked away from the flight box.  "Fuck!"
+        "What?"
+        "It was full of kids, headed for the chalet.  For a skiing
+trip.
+        "So?"
+        "They were being evacuated from the capital.  The Proconsul
+himself chartered the trip.  It had his son on board."
+        Ahkenaton suddenly straightened up.
+        "Holy shit," Sirrocco said.  "Are we in trouble?"
+        Ahkenaton turned to face them.  "We aren't in trouble."
+
+* * *
+
+        Power surge, Tigrah's monitor read as Brenn watched Teredo point
+his arm toward him.
+        "Stop!  Wait!" Brenn yelled, waving his arm.  "My laser is
+busted.  It won't be a fair fight!"
+        "So?"
+        "Uh, well .  . .  don't I deserve a chance?  I mean, let's go at
+it, hand-to-hand."
+        "No," he laughed.
+        Brenn pointed his arm and squeezed, launching the green-stripped
+grenade.  It elongated as it flew, slapped into Teredo's arm and
+wrapped around the particle beam nozzle.  Teredo fired, igniting the
+explosive.
+        There was a burst of light and his arm sailed off.
+        Brenn turned and ran, the radio frequency filled with screaming.
+He raced up the incline.  His joints were on fire.  Unknown liquids
+were being pumped into his spine.
+        *Warning,* read Tighra's display, *you are severely fatigued.
+Rest is suggested.*
+        "No Tig, no!  We've got to get back to the cave!  Keep running,
+even if you break my legs!  Keep running!"
+
+* * *
+
+        Akhenaton watched from on high as Tighra raced up the side of
+the valley and into the trees.  *He's still got spunk,* he thought,
+*even if he is an idiot.*
+        The eternally young warrior with articficial nanobots coursing
+through his arteries walked down the hill toward his fallen
+companion.  Teredo was twitching a bit.  The explosion had done just
+enough damage to rip off the arm, not sear the wound.  Red blood
+pumped out into the muddy earth.
+        Akhenaton knelt down and slid open Teredo's visor.  His eyes
+were wide open and his mouth was gasping.
+        "Sear it, boss, sear it,"
+        "Sorry," Akhenaton aimed his arm and fired.  Teredo's suit
+sparked like a metal fork in a microwave oven.  Sparks, smoke, and a
+final twitch.  *At last that mouth will be silent.  But there is
+still another.*
+        "No Tig, no!  We've got to get back to the cave!  Keep running,
+even if you break my legs!  Keep running!" came through on his
+speakers.
+        *A man who holds some of the highest honors in the Triad, forced
+to live in a cave,* Akhenaton shook his head.
+        But then he though.  *No.  He is not one to run home from
+battle.  It's a trap.  The cave must be a trap.  He intends to lure
+me there.  He must have enough explosives to bring down the whole
+cave and entrap me.* Akhenaton laughed.  *He's still up to his old
+tricks.*
+        He started his suit at a mild gait until he picked up the IR
+trail.  *The idiot is venting all of his heat.  Of course, he wants
+me to follow it.  Right into his cave.  The fool will be suprised,
+though.* He increased his speed.
+        The trail wound across the hills, back through the valley, and
+up the slopes of an impressive mountain.  Strange trees bobed up and
+down in a strange rhythm, and then he saw it.  The mouth of the
+cave.  But in front of it was Tighra.
+        He was on his hands and knees, crawling, grasping, desperately
+trying to reach the cave.  Akhenaton fired over his head.
+        "Stand and fight like a man," he yelled.  Tighra stopped and
+collapsed.
+        "Why?  Why kill me?" Akhenaton heard wheezing sounds.  The boy
+was in pretty bad shape.
+        "You killed the Proconsul's son.  You are a traitor,"
+        "But you gave the order," Tighra slowly turned over on his back.
+        "You forget War Law.  You can't blame your sins on me."
+        "But you are responsible.  You gave the order."
+        "And no one must know that.  Such news would have scrapped the
+Beacon Project.  Loosing this planet almost did that anyway.  But we
+were succssessful elsewhere and now there are twenty Beacon units
+from Persei to Saggittarii.  We couldn't loose that merely because I
+made a mistake."
+        With a verbal grunt, Tighra stood up.  Ahkenaton powered up his
+particle beam.
+        "I'm an old man.  Spare me.  I won't tell," he gasped.
+        "Sorry," Akhenaton fired and the blue arc raced towards Tighra's
+chest and struck.  It collapsed and shrapnel burst forth from
+behind.  The scream of a lungless man echoed in Akhenaton's ears,and
+the body collapsed.
+        It was done.  Akhenaton turned his weapon's power off.  *He's
+dead.  They are all dead.  I am safe.*
+        Just then came a beeping.  From a strange looking boulder.  *A
+bomb!* He did a scan.  Not a bomb.  A chonometer.  On top of the
+boulder.  He walked over to it and picked it it with the suits
+stubby fingers.  Tighra's service piece.  With a message blinking.
+        "Sorry," it read, "couldn't get the message to you sooner.  You
+see, the watch has been on record.  And patched into the satellite
+dish under the boulder.  What you just said went up to your
+superiors.  Sorry."
+        Akhenaton's eyes flashed open wide.  "No!" His scream echoed
+amongst the stars.
+
+* * *
+
+        The birds sang merrily in the abnormally warm weather, but he
+just didn't feel their joy.  He had been betrayed by his own
+friends.  Now he was stuck on this planet forever.  If he dared
+venture off, he would be executed by the Triad.
+        But that didn't matter.  The only thing that mattered to him was
+Slyph and Brenn Jr.  And they were on this planet.  But would he
+ever see them again.
+        He shuffled thorugh the mud on his jury-rigged crutches.
+Nothing was really borken, but Tighra had told him there were
+microscopic cracks all throughout his legs.  Poor Tighra.  Honorable
+to the end.  He couldn't even give in a proper burial.  A half ton
+of high density alloys was just impossible to move.
+        First he had though of luring Akhenaton into the cave and
+blowing it and him up.  But that was a stupid thing to do.  He had
+to see Slyph again.  Pain shot through his legs and he coughed
+blood.  The last of Tighra's pain shots were wearing off.  He
+moaned, but continued along the trail.
+        Akhenaton had been furious.  From where Brenn was hiding in the
+cave, he could have sworn he saw the man was frothing at the mouth.
+Of course he had blasted the boulder and dish to tiny bits, but
+Brenn didn't need it anyway.
+        He peered up into the sky above the trees.  It wasn't there.
+The microwave tower was gone.  He increased the pace.  The pain was
+mind numbing.
+        The village spread before him.  Smoke came from the hill.  The
+tower was gone.  A huge shuttle was in the town square and had
+collapsed several buildings in his way.  His ears began to burn and
+he coughed blood again.
+        People were screaming.  He hobbled down the street.
+        A huge suit stood before him.  It's back was to him.  Villagers
+were being crowded into the center of the square.  Four Beacons were
+roughly shoving them.  Several houses had been set on fire and a
+pile of laser rifles was forming at the other end of the square.
+They had found the Dowager's secret stash!
+        She was there, amongst the screaming people, trying to calm them
+down.  But where was Slyph?  There was a pile of bodies.  Men,
+mostly.  A few women.  His stomach turned.
+        "Move it, peon," a Beacon kicked a boy in the back.  There was
+an audible crack as his spine snaped.  His father ran at the soldier
+and burst into flames.  Where was Slyph?
+        An unarmored soldier dashed out of the shuttle and ran to the
+Beacon in front of Brenn.
+        "Sir, his suit has been found on the side of a mountain," Brenn
+heart pounded.  They knew about him!  Where was Slyph?
+        "Crazy bastard," a laugh came from the suit.  "We should have
+known he would have run.  After that speech he gave to the
+satellite."
+        Brenn gasped.  It was Akhenaton!  They were looing for him!  He
+stumbled toward the Beacon and a hand latched around his throat.
+        "What is it, old man?" the Beacon asked as he lifted him in the
+air by his neck.  Brenn gurgled and coughed, then fell to the
+ground.
+        "Sir," he gasped.  "I have just journeyed over the mountains.  I
+saw an officer.  With no suit.  Headed east.  There is an abandoned
+chalet to the east."
+        "Hot damn," the Beacon laughed.  "All right!" he sceeched, "Load
+up the shuttle and let's pick up Ahk.  Then we can get off of this
+God forsaken rock!"
+
+* * *
+
+        Within minutes they were gone in a blast of dirt.  Brenn layed
+in the mud, looking at the shuttle drift away.  Where was Slyph?
+        "You look like a corpse," Nerida said as she and the Dowager ran
+up to him.
+        "Where is Slyph?  The baby?" he groaned and tried to sit up.
+        "Stop your whining," The Dowager turned her cracked face down at
+him.  "What did you say to that goon?"
+        "Nothing.  Where is Slyph?" tears welled up in his eyes.
+        "I'm right here.  Baby too," Slyph came out from the crowd and
+knelt next to him.  His eyes widened and he grasped her tightly too
+him.  The images of horror and war flooded into his mind.  Dead men,
+dead mothers, dead babies.  And he remembered that his long years in
+exile had tought him to learn how to make life and love it.
+        "I'm not too old," he sobbed into her ear.
+        "Of course you are," she said.  "You're as old as the hills.
+But I love you anyway."
+ 
+
+The End
+ 
+ 
+Experiment
+Copyright (c) 1993, Ed Davis
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+                                    EXPERIMENT
+
+
+         The speeding vehicle, built to resemble an elongated rain drop,
+      raced across the plains, rushing toward the mountains ahead.  Safely
+      and comfortably nestled inside, seventeen young people napped, chatted,
+      or watched the video monitors built into the overhead.  Their journey
+      was nearly over, another two hours and they would step out of their
+      metallic cocoon and bask in the sunny radiance of the western beaches.
+      The excitement ahead was too much on their minds to allow the sameness
+      of the passing scenery to attract their notice.
+         Their slim bodies, with cleanly formed limbs and torsos, were store
+      houses.  Store houses of untainted genetic messengers.  They were,
+      along with seventeen other youngsters making the same trip on the
+      northern route, unique in their society.  Most people were tainted with
+      mutated genes, a side effect of the massive, cumulative effects of
+      chemical contamination.  The thirty four young people were the pampered
+      objects of a massive government effort.  Success would restore genetic
+      sanity to a world no longer polluted but gravely damaged.  Scientists
+      were talking hopefully about gene transplants, to restore normal
+      procreation.  The hopes of the nation rode in two silvered cocoons.
+         As is always the case, one passenger was different.  One black
+      haired man was turned away from the hectic entertainment filling the
+      video screen.  Since his was the only single seat in the two rows of
+      twined bucket seats, he was not involved in conversation with anyone.
+      Instead, his face was plastered against the two inch thick glass of the
+      small window.  His eyes darted from one passing landmark to another, as
+      the sleek train slashed across the dusty landscape.  Surface travel, at
+      nearly three hundred miles per hour was swift but not scenic.  To a
+      young man, however, the newness of the experience was excuse enough to
+      keep him glued to the view port.
+         Matthew Brogan, still clenched tightly in his deeply molded chair by
+      the twin shoulder harness and single lap strap, was the first to notice
+      the vibration.  His inexperience with the newly encountered mode of
+      travel caused him to hesitate before saying anything to his fellow
+      passengers.  His sixty second delay carried the seventeen youths
+      twenty-six thousand feet further toward their destination and saved
+      them the foreknowledge of their impending crash.  He, however, was not
+      spared the visual impact of watching the ground vanish below his view,
+      as the vehicle levitated and left the single track guiding its
+      direction.  Vibration was gone and the sudden lack of the soft hum of
+      the track alerted all the young people that a change was taking place.
+         The next change was drastic and terrifying.  Pivoting on its axis,
+      the train twirled slowly.  The plush interior changed suddenly, from
+      the friendly clutter of people traveling a long distance, into a
+      turning collage of cups, papers, clothing and disoriented bodies.
+      Suddenly heads bumped, arms twisted and legs kicked in futile attempts
+      at balance.
+         The sleek tear drop fell gradually to earth again, its speed slowed
+      below two hundred miles per hour.  The grasses of the prairie could do
+      little to cushion the fall and the soil beneath became a two mile long
+      strip of sand paper.  The titanium skin of the right side abraded away
+      quickly with a small shower of sparks.  The skeleton of aluminum struts
+      lasted but a few seconds longer, giving off no sparks.  The speeding
+      projectile was traveling at less than one third of its peak speed when
+      the interior wall abraded through.  Seats vanished in a gut wrenching
+      scream of torn metal.  Four people strapped in their seats vanished
+      into the speeding earth instantly and four more screamed into oblivion
+      before the still moving train gouged into a small hill and stopped
+      abruptly.  The remaining passengers, not strapped in or fortunate
+      enough to have become wedged between seats, were smashed into
+      unrecognizable oblivion.
+      
+         The only sound in the destroyed vehicle was the soft clump of sandy
+      soil falling from the remains of the fuselage's left hand section and
+      the ragged breathing of the four survivors still buckled in their
+      seats.  None of the four were aware of their survival, they were safely
+      wrapped in the protection of unconsciousness.  Small beams of light
+      penetrated the settling dust and awaited the young people's return to
+      the world.
+      
+         Matthew felt something prying at the clasp on his safety harness and
+      struggled to maintain his only chance of surviving the crash he did not
+      remember.  He opened his eyes and saw a female form attacking his waist
+      in a renewed effort to loosen the stubborn clasp.
+         "Quit.  I'll do it."  His own voice sounded alien, distant.  He was
+      confused.
+         "Well, hurry.  Everyone else is outside.  We're worried about an
+      explosion, like on the videos."  The form withdrew, limping painfully.
+         Matthew speeded up his efforts and was soon startled to find himself
+      falling nearly ten feet to the earthen wall below his right shoulder.
+      Nothing was right.  The floor was a wall and the wall, with its
+      accompanying row of seats was missing.  In its place was a solid dirt
+      surface, barely visible but eminently touchable, sprinkled liberally
+      with large, sharp edged stones.  He brushed his arm, then his hip, and
+      struggled to find the exit the female form had used.  The pain in his
+      stomach, a seat belt abrasion he would later discover, and the
+      stiffness in his neck were his sole discomfort.  He was grateful and
+      surprised.
+         The cave like interior was barely illuminated and the opening to the
+      outside was small.  Finally, he spotted a brighter area ahead and
+      crawled toward the expected opening.
+         Shocking brilliance greeted the last escapee.  The fiery ball of the
+      setting sun passed behind a thin strip of clouds and created a
+      temporary, reddened Saturn.  The newly formed planet lost its shape
+      quickly as the lowering sun rushed behind the horizon.  Matthew could
+      see little except the brilliant redness.  Knowing that he had hung
+      there in the opening while the sun set, he was nevertheless unable to
+      restore his sense of timing.  Minutes slipped past in an instant.
+         Darkness fell like a wetted blanket.  Blackness ate the remaining
+      light in another misadjusted time interval, hiding the other survivors
+      from the last man out of the shattered train.
+         "Over here!"  Three voices called from the darkness.
+         Voices seemed to come from everywhere.  Matthew's bewilderment was
+      total.
+         "Where are you?  I can't see you."
+         "Stay there, I'll come get you."  A small feminine voice called from
+      the cloying darkness.  Without the accustomed comfort of air
+      conditioning, the air passing over his body seemed to have tentacle
+      like appendages, which clutched at his skin and caused his flesh to
+      crawl.
+         The touch of the young woman was another irritation until he
+      recognized that she was there to lead him away from the destroyed
+      train.  He reached for her arm, his fear more evident than he liked.
+         "Thank you."  His voice carried a tremor which passed unnoticed in
+      the clatter of his descent down the side of the train's smooth carcass.
+      Matthew kept the feminine hand clutched tightly in his own.
+         Starlight helped little as the lonely prairie waited for the moon's
+      arrival.  Without light there were no shadows.  The invisible earth
+      beneath their feet was covered with dry, crackling grasses.
+         Suddenly they were confronted with two blacker forms in the darkness
+      of the night.  The survivors were all together.
+         "They will send help..."  The second small voice, feminine and
+      trembling in the darkness, was more a question than a statement.  None
+      of the stranded foursome had any idea where they were or what they
+      could expect.
+         Time passed slowly and the young people soon huddled together,
+      gathering what little comfort they could from the presence of the
+      others.  The deep darkness of sleep finally wrapped them in its folds.
+      
+         The alarm bell clanged loudly for a full second before the robot
+      manager silenced it with an electronic command.  The same command
+      passed through the computer forming the robot's brain and sent another
+      alarm coursing along the slender glass fibers connecting the train
+      command center with the transportation center, three hundred miles
+      away.
+         The man working the console watched the panel of lights blinking, as
+      the different transportation systems performed their ritual like
+      movements.  Nothing ever happened.  The robots managed the repetitive
+      tasks of switching, routing, and flow control, without a single glitch.
+         Jason Malcom was bored.  His only consolation was that his mundane
+      job was scheduled for replacement with one of the new computers.  Great
+      strides had been made recently in Mechanical Intelligence, and the new
+      machines were said to be wonders of logic.  The newest, his
+      replacement, was capable of creative thought and was therefore a
+      suitable manager for the complexities of the West Coast Transportation
+      System.  Two more months, Jason mused, as a new light came to life.
+         The red lens over the glowing lamp radiated more than light; there
+      was danger and probable disaster beaming out from the control panel.
+         Jason pushed the reset button for the light, asking the robot on the
+      other end of the circuit to recheck the alarm.  The light lost its glow
+      for almost fifteen seconds and then renewed its gleaming alarm status.
+         "Damn!"
+         Jason swiveled his chair and reached for the microphone resting on
+      the counter.  He hesitated before pressing the switch.  He knew the
+      words he would speak would cause a fury.  The train had carried a
+      precious cargo and the chances that there was a minor derailment were
+      slim.  At three hundred miles per hour, any loss of rail contact was
+      certain to be disastrous.  He also knew how limited the response would
+      be, rescue from the vastness of the central prairie was a major
+      undertaking.  Once filled with life, the area was now a place of
+      dangers and difficulties.  Thousands of square miles of grass and
+      rolling earth made searching nearly impossible.  The broiling sun
+      scorched everything, with no trees to provide shelter from the hammer
+      blows of the heat.  Most dangerous of all were the creatures of the
+      area.  He was glad he would not be one of those chosen to venture into
+      the area.  He grasped the microphone and keyed the transmitter to life.
+         "Communication Center, this is Jason at Transportation.  Come in
+      please."
+         Seconds ticked away while the man on the other end of the radio link
+      awoke and realized that something had happened.
+         "This is Comm Center, Morton here.  Go ahead."
+         "I have an derailment signal from the Prairie Bullet.  The initial
+      alert has been confirmed.  All communications with the Bullet are out
+      and all indications point to a major crash."
+         Jason listened to the hiss of static and could almost hear the
+      "Damn" originating on the other end of the radio link.
+         "Roger, I understand.  I'll contact the Governor and the Coastal
+      Guard.  Out."
+         "This is Transportation, out."
+         Jason released the microphone and could imagine the furor he had
+      caused with his announcement.  The limited resources of the Coastal
+      Guard and the Governor's office would soon be strained to the limit,
+      but the effort had to be made.  The seventeen people on that train were
+      half of a group who represented the last hope for the country.  Their
+      perfect genetic pool was to be the new beginning for a repopulation
+      effort unmatched in human history.  Without them the effort was doomed
+      to failure.
+         Jason did not understand all the complications involved, but knew
+      that cloning and in vitro fertilization were producing mutants not
+      healthy babies, and that the powers of government were frantic to
+      reverse the situation.  There had been no normal conceptions in human
+      memory.  The thirty-four youngsters were the sole hope for a renewed
+      genetic pool.  If the program failed, Jason knew, the country would
+      soon be populated with robots, androids and the wild creatures of the
+      wildernesses.  His heart lay heavy with fear as he leaned back in his
+      chair and returned to watching the battery of blinking lights.
+      
+         The sun was high in the eastern sky before the sleeping quartet
+      roused.  They had tossed and turned fitfully during the early hours of
+      darkness after surrendering to exhaustion in the first hours of
+      darkness.  None of them expected to be alive when the sun rose.  All
+      the stories of the horrors waiting in the wild areas haunted the group
+      and made their last hours of sleep far less than restful.
+         Matthew was the first to open his eyes and face the fact that they
+      had managed to survive an entire night in the open.  His grumbling
+      stomach was the first sound he heard.  The second belonged to the other
+      male member of the group, echoing the thought racing through his mind.
+         "What do we do now?"
+         "We find some food, first."
+         "Then we better find the rail that thing was traveling on.  The
+      rescue teams will be looking along the track first and we will have a
+      better chance there than here."  The man's voice was strident, near the
+      edge of panic.
+         "But where is the track?"  The higher pitched voice of one of the
+      women was also edged with hysteria, as she looked around the grassy
+      expanse of their new world.
+         "That way."  Matthew thrust his thumb in the direction the train had
+      traveled in its airborne trip to the present resting place.  "We are
+      probably ten to fifteen miles from the track.  We were in the air for
+      more than a minute." 
+         "How do you know?"
+         Matthew turned to face the frightened and sneering questioner, the
+      last female member of the group.
+         "I was watching out the window when we left the rail.  We were
+      traveling very fast and flew through the air for a long time.  At the
+      speed we were traveling we covered five miles in a minute.  Walking
+      back will take a lot longer."
+         The small figure confronting Matthew lost her belligerence and
+      surrendered to the reality of his revelations.  Her smile was weak but
+      sincere.
+         "I'm sorry.  You aren't to blame for this mess.  My name is
+      Christina, Christina Mobely.  What is yours?"
+         "Matthew Brogan."
+         "Lois Benneman," the nearly hysterical woman injected.
+         "Martin Halvet."
+         The introductions were less formal than the participants were
+      accustomed to, but the circumstances seemed to call for informality.
+         The small group of chastened youngsters followed Matthew as he
+      returned to the demolished train.  The shattered spheroid had not
+      exploded as they feared and was sparkling in the sunlight.  From their
+      vantage point it looked as if it had settled gently to the earth and
+      rested there, half buried.  They all realized that the unseen half was
+      spread out behind the gleaming remainder like a grotesque tail.  None
+      of them looked in that direction, fearing they might see the remains of
+      their companions.  All four limped down the small hill, hesitant but
+      hungry.  While not seriously hurt, they each had twisted muscles and
+      darkening bruises.
+         Matthew stopped beside the half train and waited to see if any of
+      the others would enter the shattered cylinder.
+         The others stood, accepting Mathews's leadership and waiting for his
+      guidance.
+         "Who helped me get out last night?"
+         "I did,"  The slender red head, Christina, stepped forward,
+      answering softly.
+         "Does the help extend to getting me back inside," Matthew smiled.
+         "Sure, what can I do?"
+         "Put your hands together and give me a step up."
+         The young woman flinched when he put his weight on her clasped hands
+      but held her position despite the pain of her twisted wrist.  Matthew
+      noticed the flinch and scrambled quickly out of the volunteered stool
+      and up the slope of the train's shell.
+         Darkness faced the reluctant explorer and he hesitated momentarily
+      before clenching his teeth and slipping inside.
+         The familiar interior was twisted ninety degrees, but was
+      recognizable, and Matthew went directly to the pantry compartment.
+      Fortunately it survived with the left half of the train.  The heavy
+      door was twisted enough to make easy access impossible.  Matthew looked
+      around the cluttered ground, searching for something to pry the door
+      open.  He ignored the crumpled bodies which were piled together at the
+      base of the bulkhead, and concentrated his search in the less grisly
+      areas of the cabin.
+         Behind a sprung open door he located a tool box and quickly
+      discovered a long screwdriver.  The other tools were unfamiliar, except
+      for a sheath knife.  He tucked the knife in his belt and returned to
+      the reluctant door with the screwdriver.
+         The stubborn panel swung open with infuriating ease, when persuaded
+      with the leverage of the screwdriver, and revealed its treasure.  Food
+      for seventeen people, even the two meals he found, amounted to a large
+      stack of envelopes, packets, and cans.  Matthew was smilingly pleased
+      when he made his way back to the entrance and called for some help.
+         The slim legs sliding into the sunlit opening belonged to the red
+      head, Matthew recognized her white canvass shoes.  The other woman wore
+      leather sandals.  He was glad she had come, he liked her willingness to
+      help and her ability to control the panic she felt.  She accepted his
+      assistance and entered the darkened interior.
+         The two survivors were strangers, but similar in their understanding
+      of what was now required to survive.  Neither wished to face the
+      possibility of prolonged living in the wild area they had heard so many
+      frightening stories about.  They each knew, however, that they would
+      face that dilemma when and if they must.
+         "Food.  The pantry survived and there's some canned and packaged
+      food in it."
+         "A tool box, with a knife.  A screwdriver too."  Matthew added his
+      discoveries like news clips tacked to the bottom of video broadcasts.
+         "Great, we could use some light in here.  There must be more things
+      we can use.  A weapon would be handy if we run into some of the wild
+      animals that roam this area."
+         "Let's get the food out first."
+         "Here, use this pillow case and I'll find another."
+         The labor of the unloading and packing the food was quickly ended
+      with the prompt and efficient division of labor.  Christina was able to
+      wriggle around the twisted wreckage and retrieve five hidden pillows
+      and several leather pouches, carried aboard the train by some of the
+      male passengers.
+         The two young people worked around the piled corpses and ignored the
+      issue of disposing of their dead fellow passengers.  None of the
+      seventeen people had ever met before the train left the nation's
+      capitol, making the crumpled bodies less of an emotional strain than if
+      they had been friends.
+         The piled up pillow cases, articles of clothing, and the remains of
+      the tool box made a rather pitiful stack under the opening to the
+      outside.  Matthew boosted Christina back through the opening and began
+      passing the scavenged supplies up to her waiting grasp.  He heard the
+      scuffing sounds and the rattle of the canned goods as she let the bags
+      slide down the rounded skin of the train.  The last load raised a loud
+      din and Matthew knew the tool box was on the ground.  He decided to
+      take one last look through the demolished interior.  He wanted all the
+      help he could get and was still looking for a weapon, something more
+      effective than the sheath knife still stuck in his waist band.
+         "Nothing, damnit."  He muttered under his breath, barking his shin
+      on a protruding seat back.  He shook his head in frustration and bent
+      forward to rub the tingling bump on his leg.  The light from the
+      opening over his head fell on a squared off shaft of what appeared to
+      be wood.
+         Matthew grasped the whitish protrusion and pulled.  The length of
+      wood moved slightly and stuck solid.  Determined now not to lose his
+      battle with the reticent shaft.  He renewed his grasp and double
+      gripped his left hand with his right.  He set his feet firmly and
+      pulled with all the strength he could muster.  The shaft, nearly six
+      feet long, pulled free slowly and finally bumped against the wall over
+      Matthew's head.  The center of the six foot length was smoothly rounded
+      and fit his hand comfortably.  Someone, dead now, had fashioned the
+      staff with loving care.  The workmanship was evident even in the
+      darkness, the wood had the smooth feel and almost sticky grip of sanded
+      and waxed wood.  Matthew was pleased, here was a weapon of real value.
+      The smile on his face lasted until he handed the staff out to the red
+      head, climbed out of the train, and witnessed the other two members of
+      the group tearing into the bags of foodstuffs and supplies.  They were
+      stuffing the choicest morsels from each bag into their mouths and
+      pockets as quickly as they could manage to open a new bag.
+         Matthew allowed all his pent up anger and fear, accumulating since
+      he first detected the train moving off the rail, to burst over the pair
+      of greedy youths feeding below him.  He fell on them with kicks, curses
+      and thrusts of his new weapon.  The woman fell back instantly but the
+      man, taller and broader than Matthew by six inches, fought for the
+      booty he had done nothing to earn.
+         The struggle was short lived and the tasty morsels the larger man
+      had gulped down ended up on the ground, as he threw up what had been
+      his hastily consumed lunch.
+         Matthew calmed down as quickly as he had begun.  The food stores
+      were safe, for the moment at least.
+         Christina chastised the wrong doers with a surprisingly sharp tongue
+      and left them feeling like a cross between a petty thief and a child
+      molester.  She moved to Matthew's side and smiled her approval of his
+      rescue of their scanty resources.
+         "We'll have to watch that pair..."  Matthew grunted.
+         "You're right, but we need to get started back toward the rail.  If
+      we ever hope to get rescued."
+         "Christina, don't count too heavily on getting any help.  Our
+      government has very little power at home and still less here.  If there
+      was any hope of being rescued, we would have seen something by now.
+      Governments are terribly good at making noises, and plans too for that
+      matter, but they seem to fall apart when it comes to achieving
+      anything.  I am afraid we were another grandiose plan that died."
+         "But what are we to do?"
+         "Survive."
+         The single word hung in the air like a strong smell, unpleasant, but
+      undeniable.
+      
+         Sunset found the foursome stretched out single file along a quarter
+      mile of the dry plain.  Matthew was leading, with Christina following
+      close behind.  Her shorter legs were no match for his long strides, but
+      her gameness kept her close.  The other couple straggled behind.  Lois
+      was close to the lead couple and Martin was several hundred yards
+      further back.  Each person carried a leather pouch, a pillow case, and
+      a slim flask of water.  As Matthew watched, Martin tossed his water jug
+      aside, the drained container carelessly littering the prairie.  Matthew
+      shook his head in exasperation.  Would the foolish man never learn.
+      Martin had eaten nearly half of his share of the rations before the
+      first hour of the march was over.  Now his water was gone as well.
+         Christina caught up with Matthew and followed his frown back toward
+      the stumbling Martin.
+         "He's not going to make it, he's already eaten nearly all his food."
+         "Yea, and he just threw his water flask away.  Damn fool."
+         Matthew's sympathy for the greedy man was thin indeed.  He despised
+      people who could not see the obvious, especially when their nose was
+      soiled with the truth.
+         Lois huffed and puffed up the small incline and flopped at
+      Christina's feet.  Her smile was weak but still showed her gameness.
+         "Never thought I'd have to walk all the way to this new and exciting
+      life we were promised.  You two don't think this is what they meant, do
+      you?"
+         All three young people laughed, a bitter edge touching their humor.
+      They had been promised a new and exciting part to play in the
+      restoration of man as the dominant species on the continent...  Or
+      something like that.  All the fancy speeches began running together
+      into a jumble of long and meaningless words.  They all figured they
+      were to be some sort of experimental animals for the geneticists on the
+      west coast.  Well fed and pampered, they all planned to have their
+      leisure hours filled with pleasure and self oriented activities.
+      Matthew had designs on broadening his study of history and science.
+      Christina was interested in botany and biology, with a smattering of
+      painting thrown in for leavening.  Lois had planned to pursue her
+      interest in old literature and new theater.  Martin was dedicated to
+      his appetites, culinary and sexual, calculating that among the pampered
+      and the pamperers he would find plenty to satisfy all his needs.
+         The four represented a strange mix of interests and experience.
+      None was trained for the situation they now faced.  Their moment of
+      strained humor emphasized their desperate situation.  Concern marked
+      their faces, especially Martin's.  His struggle to cross the remaining
+      ground between himself and the small gathering was pitiful to watch.
+      Twice he started to discard the pillow case slung over his shoulder and
+      twice remembered the food inside.  His steps, merely reluctant at
+      first, had become the shuffling movements of an old man.  With rescue
+      moments away, he had voted to stay beside the shattered train.  He left
+      only after everyone else vanished from his sight.
+         Matthew turned away from the struggling man and scanned the scene
+      before him.  The gently undulating land was unmarked by trees or any
+      landmarks.  He knew a little of the history of the area, but nothing
+      much about current life forms.  Traditionally the vast areas of the
+      continent's center were the breadbasket of the nation.  Pollution and a
+      sharp decline in the population halted the massive farm machines faster
+      than the energy shortages of the previous century.  The carefully
+      tended acreages fell fallow and slowly returned to their former
+      wildness.  The cities faded more slowly, as tax rolls emptied and
+      people abandoned them for the more lively coastal areas.  Finally the
+      cities were inhabited by the few diehards and those who could not move.
+      Their mutated offspring became the monsters mothers threatened children
+      with, instead of the bogey man.  The passage of time left the center of
+      the country in the control of those mutants.  Their numbers and the
+      exact nature of their mutations were never recorded.  Those who tried
+      to find out never returned.
+         What lay ahead for the ragged foursome looked bleak.  Twenty year
+      old Matthew shuddered despite his conviction that he would survive this
+      horror.  His plans for the future did not include bleaching his
+      fleshless bones on this barren plain.
+         His jaw was set in firm determination when he turned to face the
+      other three members of the group.  He would bring all of them out, if
+      he could.
+      
+         Three days later the sun was sliding to its nightly repose, but a
+      jagged line of mountains was marking the horizon instead of the
+      straight line of more prairie.  The next few sunsets would find the
+      four walkers in a land of trees, water and hopefully food.
+         Matthew and Christina huddled together against the evenings cold and
+      whispered their hopes for the future.
+         "Will there be people, there?"
+         Her question served to ask a multitude of other questions.  Neither
+      of them could answer, they were afraid of a negative answer.  Their
+      plans were made for a future only hours away, instead of years.  Their
+      hopes were for food, water, and the other necessities of life, not the
+      gentler study of this ancient custom or that.
+         "Whatever there is, we'll be better off than out here in this
+      desolation We should be able to find some shelter, or build some.  And
+      I hope we can find some source of food.  Our supplies are getting low."
+         The pair fell into reflective silence and finally sleep.  Their
+      problems would have to wait for another day.  The chilled air pushed
+      them together for comfort, their loneliness and growing affection bound
+      them tight.
+         Lying beside Lois, but terribly alone, Martin accepted his fate.
+      His choices were gone.  His plans of hedonistic leisure were gone.
+      Unfair or not, he could fight or starve.  His last choice was
+      starvation.
+      
+         The day of their arrival was delayed by six.  More distant than
+      their eyes had judged, the mountains finally surrendered their bounty
+      to the exhausted foursome.  Rabbits, unconcerned for the arrival of the
+      people, fell to Matthew's thrown staff.  Greens, some from the slow
+      moving stream and some from the lush floor of the forest, added to
+      their diet, as did the grains they gathered from the tall plants of the
+      prairie itself.  Work was required, but their survival was no longer a
+      desperate concern.  Life began to assume a new normalcy.  With their
+      days timed to the metronome rising and setting of the sun, they each
+      found a way to rationalize their new existence.
+         Martin's first voluntary efforts were the last sign Matthew needed
+      to reassure him that they did indeed have a chance.  The challenge was
+      enormous, the needed skills being gleaned like precious metal from the
+      surrounding mass of experience.  Some lessons were painful, but the
+      four individuals slowly became a working team.
+      
+         Their first celebration was the formalization of Matthew and
+      Christina's living arrangement.  A fact since the first glimpse of the
+      mountains, they announced their happiness with each other and
+      celebrated with baked grain, broiled rabbit, and fresh water, their
+      customary meal.
+         Their second celebration followed Martin's fortunate killing of a
+      deer: he was quickly becoming their best hunter.  Lois decided her
+      options were limited and accepted Martin as her mate.
+         The marriages began a time of intense work.  Winter was hovering and
+      food would be scarce.  All four young people had faced starvation, all
+      four wanted their larder filled.
+      
+         Matthew stood at the edge of the Aspen forest and looked out across
+      the   prairie.  The sharp bite of the autumn wind pierced his rabbit
+      fur cloak and chilled his darkly tanned skin.  He leaned on his staff
+      and wiped his hand down his well muscled leg.  The few burrs clinging
+      to the hairs on his leg tumbled to the ground, scattering the parent
+      plant onto a wider range.  Nature's plan was working.
+         Christina walked through the trees and wrapped her arm around
+      Matthew's waist.
+         "Seems like another lifetime ago, doesn't it?"
+         "Yes.  We've covered a lot more than miles since we straggled up
+      that hill.  Even Martin has changed.  He and Lois seem happy enough."
+         "Maybe next year, after their baby comes they can make their try to
+      reach the coast.  That would make him a lot happier."
+         "That will make things tougher on you, if we stay.  Changed you
+      mind?"
+         "No.  I'm happier than I have ever been.  We'll stay.  I want our
+      baby to be free, like we are.  Not a hermit in a cave, being led by a
+      group of recluses.
+         The two fur wrapped people turned and walked back toward their dome
+      shaped hut.  The mound of her swollen belly was their promise to each
+      other that there was a future.  Their dreams went beyond that single
+      life.  They were no longer the carefree youths who had agreed to the
+      demands of their government.  They were their own government now, and
+      had decided that there was a better life.  Their pledge to each other
+      would form the foundation of an entire race.  Living with nature, not
+      trying to dominate and alter the world, was the promise.  It would last
+      a long time.
+      
+         The scientists on the two coasts had been right.  Normal conception
+      with normal men and women produces normal children.  They would
+      probably not approve of the way the experiment was done.  But the
+      experiment went forward.
+         The hope that their plan would repopulate the continent would not be
+      realized for many thousands of years.  But even that hope would be
+      fulfilled, although the originators of the plan would be long dead and
+      forgotten.  The civilization they belonged to would be gone as well.
+      An unforeseen cold cycle, part of the earth's usual ups and downs,
+      caused a minor ice age, dropping the Arctic ice line down the west
+      coast, to the thin neck between the two halves of the continent.  The
+      clones, robots and androids passed into extinction, leaving nothing but
+      a small, tenuous experiment in biology.
+      
+         Thousands of years after the four young people began their struggle
+      to survive, other young people from another continent embarked in
+      wooden vessels and discovered the descendants of Matthew, Christina,
+      Martin, and Lois.
+         They named them Indians.
+ 
+                                           
+ 
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+<PRIVATE><RECEIVED>
+Number  : 2913   of   3006       Date : 12/28/94 15:28
+Confer  : Private Electronic Mail
+From    : Lisa Tamara
+To      : Joe Derouen
+Subject : January STTS
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+Guess what - i'm actually submitting something on time! :)
+ 
+This is a recent one called Wind
+ 
+ The Wind
+ 
+ 
+ I hear the wind blowing
+ it's calling my name
+ whispering my secrets
+ again and again
+ 
+ Up thru the rafters
+ and down thru the vale
+ the thundering echo
+ remembers it well
+ 
+ One day I was crying
+ the next day it rained
+ followed soon after
+ by the influx of change
+ 
+ Death is a doorway
+ when the moon wanes
+ a transition of sorts
+ for those who remain
+ 
+ I hear the wind blowing
+ it's calling my name
+ come hither young gypsy
+ come hither to me
+ 
+ Wherever I wander
+ and wherever I go
+ my destiny takes me
+ where ere the wind blows.
+ 
+ 
+ By Tamara
+ 
+ Written Dec 9th, 1994 (c)
+ 
+ 
+========================================================================
+
+ 
+ 
+The Human Tide
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+ 
+The Human Tide
+--------------
+ 
+Line them up six abreast forever
+drive wearied truckhorses
+through tombstone whitecaps
+the pearl dead 
+like swollen marshmallows
+        rise and fall
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
+Monday, 9:07 pm
+Copyright (c) 1994, J. Guenther
+All rights reserved
+
+
+
+Monday, 9:07 pm
+
+It's just another day you're not here;
+(Hell, the sexes are equal when they're blown sky high--
+I believe another comic character said that in a film)
+
+shatter * rumble * rattle
+
+[I could have sworn I heard your ebony voice in our ivory hall]
+
+fight the right
+        slamshot ramrod slang rimshot
+
+BANG!
+
+        When I was young I thought IÕd be on top
+        and not a bit of blood I would ever drop;
+        It would seem my wrong was always to be right
+        and I raised my white flag high early in the fight.
+
+        The thunder calls your name in a low purr
+        while the sky flashes your neon name.
+        The clouds cry a tear for every minute I miss you.
+        Phantom voice images of ours tickle my ear as
+        spectre mirages of your reflection wade in the misty glass windows in front of me while the frustrated summer rain taps its chaotic chorus against you.
+
+--I was not naked, or at least not now--
+
+
+ 
+ 
+Wrong Side of the Bridge
+Copyright (c) 1994, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Wrong Side of the Bridge
+By Tommy Van Hook
+5 November 1994
+
+
+I wandered through a forest
+Darkened and dismal it was
+Certainly a frightening stroll
+Not one I would usually take
+...at least not in those days
+
+I came upon a small bridge
+Which crossed a small gorge
+It's depth I could not see
+For it went on forever
+...whatever that could be
+
+To one side of the bridge
+Sat a gnarled old gnome
+A scowl permanently fixed
+Below his red, glowering eyes
+...what lovely sight he was
+
+"Good day toy you sir,"
+I said as I crossed over
+"You mean good riddance,"
+Came the nasty reply.
+...Temper, temper brother dear
+
+I must apologize for the gnome
+On the other side of the bridge
+He's just sullen and angry since
+I woke up on the wrong side of the bridge
+...I sit on the other side
+
+ 
+ 
+ 
+                            NEVERMORE
+                        By Author Unknown
+
+ Once upon a midnight dreary, fingers cramped and vision bleary,
+    System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,
+              Longing for the warmth of bedsheets,
+             Still I sat there, doing spreadsheets:
+                 Having reached the bottom line,
+                I took a floppy from the drawer.
+   Typing with a steady hand, I then invoked the SAVE command
+  But got instead a reprimand: it read "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
+
+     Was this some occult illusion? Some maniacal intrusion?
+   These were choices Solomon himself had never faced before.
+                Carefully, I weighed my options.
+             These three seemed to be the top ones.
+                 Clearly, I must now adopt one:
+                  Choose Abort, Retry, Ignore.
+
+               With my fingers pale and trembling,
+               Slowly toward the keyboard bending,
+    Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,
+                   Praying for some guarantee
+                   Finally I pressed a key --
+                But on the screen what did I see?
+                 Again: "Abort, Retry, Ignore."
+                                 
+             I tried to catch the chips off-guard --
+               I pressed again, but twice as hard.
+                 Luck was just not in the cards.
+                  I saw what I had seen before.
+                   Now I typed in desperation
+                   Trying random combinations
+                Still there came the incantation:
+                  Choose: Abort, Retry, Ignore.
+                                 
+ There I sat, distraught, exhausted, by my own machine accosted
+   Getting up I turned away and paced across the office floor.
+                 And then I saw an awful sight:
+              A bold and blinding flash of light --
+A lightning bolt had cut the night and shook me to my very core.
+                I saw the screen collapse and die
+                 "Oh no -- my database", I cried
+                I thought I heard a voice reply,
+                "You'll see your data Nevermore."
+                                 
+                    To this day I do not know
+                The place to which lost data goes
+    I bet it goes to heaven where the angels have it stored.
+                  But as for productivity, well
+              I fear that it goes straight to hell
+               And that's the tale I have to tell
+               Your choice: Abort, Retry, Ignore.
+
+ 
+ 
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+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
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+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
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+Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the
+eighth issue, but you never know..)
+
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+issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and
+whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. 
+
+Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made
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+ Submission Information
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+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a yearly "best of"
+ contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+ categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first yearly
+ awards were presented in the July 1994 issue. 
+
+ Honorariums, yearly cash awards, award winners selection processes, and
+ Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Once a year, In July, the staff of STTS magazine will meet and vote on
+ the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the last six
+ issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher included) gets
+ one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July issue of the magazine. 
+
+ Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
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+STTS BBS
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+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: jderouen@crl.com
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+                    Addison, Tx. 75244
+                    U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+            3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+            Addison, Tx. 75244
+            U.S.A.
+
+ 
+ 
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Left-Hand Path, The                
+    Location ........... Seattle, Washington                
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Pruitt               
+    Phone    ........... (206) 783-4668 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Foreplay Online                             
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas                     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sean Goldsberry         
+    Phone    ........... (214) 306-7493 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... New Age Visions
+    Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds
+    Phone    ........... <Temporarily Down>
+
+    BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom
+    Phone    ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Online Syndication Services BBS           
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas                      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Lokke                 
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-8425 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Texas Talk
+    Location ........... Richardson, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair
+    Phone    ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Family Connection, The                        
+    Location ........... St. Louis, Missouri               
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Askew              
+    Phone    ........... (314) 544-4628 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PsychoBABBLE BBS  
+    Location ........... Massena, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Doug LaGarry
+    Phone    ........... (315) 764-719 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Matrix Online Service                
+    Location ........... San Jose, California               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Daryl Perry               
+    Phone    ........... (408) 265-4660 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-6646 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mission Control BBS       
+    Location ........... Flagstaff, Arizona       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kevin Echstenkamper                       
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1854 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1863 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Princessland BBS                  
+    Location ........... Wenonah, New Jersey               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Pamela & Rick Forsythe  
+    Phone    ........... (609) 464-1421 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Market Hotline, The
+    Location ........... Rodford, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Mintun
+    Phone    ........... (703) 633-2178 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Happy Trails
+    Location ........... Orange, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Inglehart
+    Phone    ........... (714) 547-0719 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Regulator, The     
+    Location ........... Charleston, South Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Coker           
+    Phone    ........... (803) 571-1100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Nightline I & II    
+    Location ........... Crystal Lake, Illinois
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Pena    
+    Phone    ........... (815) 356-7061 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (815) 356-7062 (14.4k baud)  
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Star Fire                        
+    Location ........... Jacksonville, Florida               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bruce Allan               
+    Phone    ........... (904) 260-8825 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates      
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Source-Online
+    Location ........... British Columbia, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Barrett
+    Phone    ........... (604) 758-4643 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                          
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
+ 
+ 
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO,
+INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how
+to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly
+mailing list.
+
+
+                         FIDO
+
+To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to
+do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name
+of SUNLIGHT.
+
+
+                       INTERNET
+
+To get on the STTS mailing list, do the following:
+
+
+  Send internet mail message to:
+
+
+        JDeRouen@CRL.COM                  
+
+And ask to be put on the list.  
+
+
+
+                         RIME
+
+To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file
+request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9502.ZIP, or
+whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to
+request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS
+automatically.
+
+                    PEN & BRUSH NET
+
+To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're
+both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file
+requests and transfers.
+
+ 
+ 
+End Notes
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen     
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Be sure to write us and let us know what you think of this issue.  Right
+now is a very influential time for STTS.  What you say counts.  Let us
+know what you like and what you don't like.  STTS is for *You* after
+all, dear reader.  
+
+Thanks, 
+
+Joe DeRouen, Publisher
+Feb. 10th, 1995
+
+ 
+ 
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+              Sunlight Through The Shadows
+
+ Volume III, Issue 2                               Mar 1995
+ Editorial: The Internet........................Joe DeRouen 
+ Staff of STTS.............................................
+ Special Survey for STTS Readers...........................  
+ >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< 
+ >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<<
+ >> ------------------- Reviews -------------------------<<
+ >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<<
+ >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<<
+ >> ------------------- Humour --------------------------<<
+ >> --------------- Advertisements ----------------------<<
+ >> ----------------- Information -----------------------<<
+ End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen
+
+
+Editorial: The Internet . . .  
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen    
+All rights reserved
+
+
+STTS has been exploring the Internet.  There are worlds of information,
+news, games, and even oddities among the many, many parts of the
+Internet.  Soon, STTS will join them.
+
+We're working on setting up a World Wide Web home page for Sunlight
+Through The Shadows Magazine.  From there, you'll be able to download
+the current (and past issues!) of the magazine, send comments to some of
+the authors, and visit other links of interest.  It should be great!
+
+Watch for more news as it develops!
+
+And speaking of Internet news, your editor just just become a level 60
+immortal on The Farside MUD.  (telnet to zeus.atinc.com 3000 to check it
+out)  I've begun writing a newsletter for the MUD and have included a
+copy in this issue.  It's in the Feature Articles section.  Let me know
+what you think of it, and, if you stop by the MUD, be sure to tell
+AsaMaro hello.  It's good for one free level, if you're a new player. :)
+
+If you're currently reading this in the Readroom or ASCII version, check
+out our new NeoBook version!  Look for the file SUN9503N.ZIP and
+download it.  It's chock full of exciting graphics, great sound, and all
+sorts of cool features.  Kudos to Asst. Ed. Shawn Aiken for doing
+excellent work with this!
+
+That's all for now.  See you at the races!
+
+   Joe DeRouen
+   March 1995
+
+
+  The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows
+  ------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
+  The Staff
+  ---------
+
+  Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor
+  L. Shawn Aiken.........................Assistant Editor   
+
+  Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews
+  Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews
+  Tamara.................................House Poet
+  Thomas Van Hook........................Poetry Editor
+
+
+  Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had
+  poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few
+  paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of
+  which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college
+  part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his
+  spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music,
+  playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and
+  most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather.
+
+  L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they  
+  couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully,
+  and write.  He had to find out these things all by himself on the
+  road.  Thus he became a road scholar.  After spending his life hopping
+  country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his
+  abilities and is working on his literary career.  His main endevour is
+  to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys
+  writing all forms of literary art.
+
+  Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats,
+  cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time
+  with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest)
+  husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this
+  magazine has been immeasurable.
+
+  Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain
+  off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he
+  isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie
+  review publication (now syndicated to over 20 boards).  Recently,
+  Bruce became the monthly movie critic for VALLEY REVIEW MAGAZINE,
+  published out of Pennsylvania.  LIGHTS OUT, now two years old, is
+  available through the Rime or P&B Networks by dropping a note to
+  Joe DeRouen, courtesy of Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS.  The
+  magazine will soon be available through Fido file request and
+  Internet FTP.  In the Dallas area, Bruce's distributor is Jay
+  Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093).  Bruce is a freelance writer
+  and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth area.
+
+  There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it
+  remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden
+  in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?)
+
+  Thomas Van Hook resides in Dallas, where he works as a contract  
+  employee for the Federal Reserve Automation Services.  Having served
+  eight years in the USAF, he is happy to finally be free and able to
+  pursue the dreams of his heart.  At the age of 29, he is looking
+  forward to many new adventures and experiences within the realms of
+  the Elven kind.  He enjoys reading, writing, sports of all kinds, his
+  son Corey and the attentions of any Elven women that seem interested
+  (not necessarily in that order).  Recently divorced, he is trying to
+  restore order and balance to his life without losing what little is
+  left of his sanity. 
+
+
+  Contributing Writers
+  --------------------
+
+  Ed Davis...............................Fiction
+  Albert Johnston........................Poetry
+  Seth A. Robinson.......................Essay
+  Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry
+
+
+
+  Ed Davis has been scribbling seriously or has at least enjoyed the
+  electronic equivalent, since 1981. Prior to that, his literary efforts
+  were confined to whatever scrap paper he could find on a work bench at
+  break or lunch time, since he was spending his working hours making
+  chips and money in the guise of a Journeyman Machinist.  Married to
+  the same lady for 26 years and with two children still hovering
+  uncomfortably close to the nest, Ed continues to write down his
+  thoughts electronically. Check out the file NEWBOOK.ZIP, available
+  from STTS BBS, for more of his work.
+
+  Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives 
+  in Burlington, Ontario.  Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing 
+  interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill 
+  University, in Montreal, Quebec.  
+
+  Seth A. Robinson is the author of the bestselling BBS door games
+  Legend of the Red Dragon and Planets: The Exploration of Space. 
+
+
+STTS Survey
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+All rights reserved
+
+
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+fill it out that way. If all else fails, just write your answers down
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+
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+
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+
+ 8. If so, what is your BBS name, number, baud rate?
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+12. Please rate the following parts of STTS on a scale of 1-10, 10 being
+    excellent and 1 being awful. (if no opinion, X)
+
+    Fiction          ___     Poetry     ___     Movie reviews    ___  
+
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+                  
+    Software reviews ---     Humour     ---     Top Ten List     ---
+    
+    Question&Answers ___     Editorial  ___     ANSI Coverart    ___
+
+    The Sports Page  ---     My View    ---     STTS BBS News    ---
+
+    RIP Coverart     ___     Misc. Info ---
+
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+
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+   in either the COMMON or SUNLIGHT THROUGH THE SHADOWS MAGAZINE 
+   conference.
+
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+   conference.
+
+D) Internet - Send a message containing your complete survey to 
+   Joe.DeRouen@Chrysalis.org
+
+E) My BBS - (214) 629-8793 24 hrs. a day 1200-14,000 baud. Upload the
+   file SURVEY.TXT (change the name first! Change it to something like
+   the first eight digits of your last name (or less, if your name
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+   gained to my system via filling out the new user questionnaire. 
+
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+
+
+
+STTS Mailbag
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+ 
+
+Dear Joe, 
+
+Have had trouble finding STTS lately.  It's seems to have gotten off
+schedule.  What's the deal?
+
+
+Sue Thomson    
+Dallas, Texas   
+
+<Exactly that - that's it's gotten off schedule.  We're trying to put it
+back into the schedule it so rightly deserves.  Thanks for your patience
+and happy reading! -jd>
+
+
+========================================================================  
+
+Dear Sunlight Through The Shadows,
+
+Really, really love the new (NeoBook -jd) version of the magazine! 
+It was really nice to be able to print out that survey from directly in
+the program.  You've done an excellent job on this!  The graphics and
+sounds are a vast improvement over the old ANSI/RIP graphics.  Keep up
+the great work!
+
+Dell Littleton
+Chicago, Illinois
+
+========================================================================    
+
+
+QUICK TIPS AND FIXES
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
+
+[Originally published in March issue of Computer Currents Magazine]
+
+
+If you're having a problem you just can't seem to solve, a question you
+want answered, or just an inherent need to bend a lonely writer's ear,
+you've come to the right place.  While we can't print all questions, we
+do read them and will reply personally when the situation warrants it. 
+Keep those cards and letters coming, folks.  But, please, don't try this
+at home. 
+
+
+Q: Dear Joe,
+   I recently purchased a new 14.4K modem, and something really strange
+   happened.  I get television reception via antenna rather than cable,
+   and, upon installing my modem, I discovered that I no longer was able
+   to receive Channel 4.  When I turn the power off on my computer,
+   Channel 4 comes in fine, but, when the power is on, I cannot receive
+   it no matter how much I fool with the antenna.  Do you have any idea
+   why this is? 
+
+   Sincerely,
+   Jean Sanders
+   via Internet
+
+
+A: Dear Jean,
+   As I'm sure you're aware, all electronic devices contain magnetic
+   fields, and what is probably happening is that the magnetic field
+   contained by your modem is on the same frequency on which Channel 4
+   is broadcast.  There is not a whole lot that can be done - either get
+   a different modem (which, by statistical probability, will contain a
+   field with a different frequency), just turn off the computer when
+   you want to watch Channel 4, get cable, or increase the shielding
+   around your computer (make sure that all the vacant slots in your
+   chassis contain metal tabs, etc.).  These disturbances can also be
+   caused by electrical appliances, stereos, or any other item that
+   emits a magnetic field, so if any of you encounter a similar problem,
+   just go around the house unplugging items until you find what is
+   causing the disruption.  They can also be caused by "sunspots", so
+   there's a possibility that none of this will work.  (Grin)  Good
+   luck! 
+
+
+
+Q: Joe,
+   Several months ago, you printed the telnet address to a MUD called
+   The Farside.  [Oct. '94 issue. JD]   Now that I finally have full
+   internet access, the address doesn't seem to work.  What gives?  Was
+   the address printed wrong, or did it change?  Or am I doing something
+   wrong? 
+
+   Thanks,
+   Luis Salvadore
+   Arlington, Tx.
+
+
+A: Luis,
+   No, you're not doing anything wrong.  And no, the address wasn't
+   printed wrong.  As can happen all too frequently in the world of the
+   internet, the address to The Farside MUD (Multi-User Dungeon)
+   changed.  The new address is ZEUS.ATINC.COM and the port number is
+   3000.  Remember, when entering a telnet address you'll need to put
+   the address and port together.  Thus, you'd enter the telnet section
+   and "Open ZEUS.ATINC.COM 3000" to reach The Farside MUD.  If you'd
+   rather visit Farside's new World Wide Web site, start up Mosaic or
+   Netscape and go to http://zeus.atinc.com/mud.html.  
+
+   For those of you that didn't read the column to which Mr. Salvadore
+   is referring, a MUD is a text-based multiple-player gaming
+   environment found on the Internet.  Much like Dungeons and Dragons or
+   Zork computer games in it's execution, a MUD involves users playing
+   the role of a (usually) fantasy character in the game.  You can be an
+   elven warrior, for example, or a dwarf magic-user.  On some MUDs, the
+   possibilities are almost endless.  Your goals in these games range
+   from simply killing monsters for experience points (to gain levels)
+   to questing after hidden treasure and rescuing maidens fair. 
+   Certainly a far cry from HERETIC or other such graphic game fare. 
+   MUDs aren't for everyone, but The Farside is one of the best I've
+   found out there and you should give it a try. 
+
+   MUDS you might check out include:
+
+   The Farside      ZEUS.ATINC.COM         3000  (Fantasy)
+   Another MUD      SPIDER.COMPART.FI      4000  (Fantasy)
+   Thunder Dome II  TDOME.MONTANA.COM      5555  (Futuristic)
+   Dark Gift        SNAKE.LIBRARY.CMU.EDU  6250  (Vampire)
+
+   Whatever your role-playing interest might be, chances are that
+   there's a MUD out there to fit your personality.  Oh, and if you hook
+   up to The Farside look me up.  Names AsaMaro, and I'm an Immortal 
+   on there now . . . 
+
+
+Are you having a problem with your computer?  Write to Joe at Computer
+Currents or via Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS at 214/620-8793. 
+
+(c) 1995 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+
+
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+
+
+Essay
+Copyright (c) 1994, Seth A. Robinson
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+
+                    Equality - Whats so equal about it?              
+                       an essay by Seth A. Robinson
+                                12/28/94
+
+Today, it's popular to believe all people are created equal.  
+
+This might be true - but all people are NOT equal.
+
+  At birth, we are all the same.  Screaming babies with ugly puffy red faces.
+A few hours later, we begin to show some of our emotional characteristics.
+From this point on we go our seperate paths.  Are some people 'better' than
+other people?  Yes.  How are they better?  How can a person be measured?
+These are not socially acceptable questions; these thoughts are taboo.  
+
+  Yet, everytime we look around us, we silently measure people.  The shaggy
+faced teenage gas attendent you try not to make eye contact with - when  you
+do you are greeted by a blank stare.  The greasy hair and yellow teeth say
+"I don't take care of my body", the lack of communication skills combined  
+with an extremely poor command of the english language (much less others)
+denote a resistance to learning.  A failure to apply ones self.  No self
+respect.  
+
+  Two weeks later, you read about this 'misguided youth' in the paper.  
+Killed in a car crash.  The paper fails to mention it was the boys fault, who
+ran a stop sign going 120 mph, thus totally demolishing his one and only
+true love, his hot rod - a piece of trash not worth the money to haul it   
+away.  The thing he and his 'buds' talked about one hundred percent of
+the time they felt like talking in what barely passes as legible english.
+
+  Am I beastly because I feel no remorse for him, but for the mother and
+three children that were killed in the collision instead?  I think not.
+
+  You see, if this lad was not killed at the age of 19, things would NOT
+have been better.  At 19, he already been arrested thrice.  At 22 he would
+be convincted of manslaughter, possion of illegal narcotics and be sentenced
+to a ten year jail term.  When parolled at 26, he would only be on the 
+street 5 months before going to prison.
+
+  He was destined to fail at whatever he tried.  The reason?  He was never
+going to try something RIGHT.  He had no honor, no dignity and most
+definatly the correct frame of mind.
+
+  Moving on, I want to make it clear I am not suggesting we enable some sort
+of euthinasia and start judging who should live or die - Not at all.  I am
+suggesting that we understand the people we live with.  We will be better
+able to cope with the homeless, drug, violence and abuse problems.  
+
+  There ARE born leaders, there ARE born followers.  You can know which one
+you are by which one makes you happy.  
+
+  There are bad seeds.  The phrase 'If he hits you once, he'll do it again' 
+is a true one.  People don't often change inside.  When a boy becomes a man,
+he is who he is.  The age that this happens is different for each of us.
+  
+  If you know a bad seed, drop him/her.  Get away while you can, it's going
+to be a minus on your life.  
+  
+  I urge all of you:  Start judging people by what they do.  Not by their
+parents, not by their friends.  
+
+And lastly, expect to BE judged.
+
+
+Farside Gazette Vol II, No. 5
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+======================================================================
+  The Farside Gazette                   Vol II, No. 5 Mar. 19th 1995
+======================================================================
+
+ -------------------------------------------------------------------
+  The Farside Gazette is published twice a month by AsaMaro in 
+  conjunction with (and full permission of) The Farside Staff
+
+  The Gazette is written in 100% pure ASCII to assure maximum 
+  compatibility for all readers using whatever system they use
+
+  Subscribe by writing to jderouen@crl.com and including just one 
+  word - Subscribe - in the body of your text   
+
+  Telnet to Farside at: mud.atinc.com 3000
+ -------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+                     Table of Contents
+                     -----------------
+
+
+                Page   1        Introduction
+                Page   1        Table of Contents
+                Page   1        AsaMaro's Editorial
+                Page   2        Back Issue Notice
+                Page   2        Player Bio: Leorick
+                Page   3        Immortal Bio: Reflection
+                Page   4        Building An Area by Draeger
+                Page   8        Museum Field Trip by Marat     
+                Page  10        Interviewed by the Vampire by Dizzy
+                Page  11        Interview With Two Clerics by Arundel  
+                Page  13        Top Ten List by Draeger
+                Page  13        Additions to Farside by AsaMaro
+                Page  13        Farside Birthdays by Ambrosia
+                Page  14        Farside News
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------    
+
+                            *
+                  *  We Have a Winner *
+                            *
+
+
+Draeger won The Farside Gazette's "The Future of Farside" contest with a
+group of proposed ranger spells.  His prize was a level.  As fate would
+have it, the won level took him to level 51, hero.  Congratulations,
+Draeger! 
+
+Terrapin took second place with his idea for an improved Flee command
+while Arundel took third with a suggested Thank/Herothank modification. 
+Each won (or will be awarded, when I find then) an item or their choice
+and cash, respectively.  Congrats, guys, and thanks for entering!
+
+                   *         *        *
+
+"A Helpful Guide to Building An Area", a collaborative effort by Crom
+and myself, has been released.  The guide gives clear, concise
+instructions on building an area and should be helpful to novice and
+expert alike.
+
+You can request the guide by sending e-mail to AsaMaro at
+jderouen@crl.com.  Include in the body of your text:
+
+     get builder.txt <mud name> <real name>
+
+Let me know what you think of it!  As always, suggestions and comments
+are very welcomed and desired.
+
+                   *         *        *  
+
+This issue is a tad bit late due to the personal life of Joe DeRouen
+interferring with the MUD life of AsaMaro.  My apologies to anyone who
+was inconvenienced by the lateness of this issue.
+
+                   *         *        *    
+
+Special thanks this issue to Arundel, Marat, Dizzy, and Draeger for
+their contributions!   (And for making this issue win the title for
+Gazette With Most Interviews In It! <grin>)
+
+And thanks to all of you for reading,
+
+   --AsaMaro 
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------  
+
+                 Back Issues of The Farside Gazette
+
+Back issues of the Gazette are now available for FTP at atinc.com in
+/pub/mud/gazette .  While you're scuttling about the internet, check out
+Farside's new WWW page at http://zeus.atinc.com/mud.html . 
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+                   * Farside Player Bio *
+
+Name: Leorick           RL: Michael Orr         Age: 77 (RL) 18
+Race: Half-Orc          Class: Warrior          Current level: 45
+
+
+Interests and Background:
+
+"After moving around so often (well, at least in his opinion), Leorick,
+when asked where he's from, usually just replies 'The Maritimes'.  For
+those unfamiliar with the area, the Maritimes comprise the three
+provinces (of Canada, of course) north of Maine (PEI, New Brunswick, and
+Nove Scotia).  He is presently going to the University of Prince Edward
+Island, in (you guessed it!) Prince Edward Island.  He has been playing
+since about late October of 1994, when a friend (Alamar) first
+introduced him to the Farside, and hasn't left since.  After several
+unsuccessful starts with various classes, he finally settled on the
+warrior class after watching Alamar race through the levels very
+quickly, while he was having trouble levelling as a ranger."
+
+
+Advice to Other Players:
+
+"Leorick's advice:  Group.  I just can't emphasize the importance of
+grouping.  If you're a warrior (like me) groups like you because you
+have the 'rescue' skill.  Warriors: practice that skill right away.  It
+keeps people alive, and can sometimes save your life too.  In case you
+didn't know warriors, you have the track skill as well, and no, you
+don't have to practice it.  This skill (although it often leads you to
+your destination the longest way possible :) is very useful.  For
+example, if you're trying to find the Tower of High Sorcery.  Before
+someone told me that I had the track skill, I would wander around,
+getting myself quite frustrated, looking for the Tower.  But with the
+track skill, I just go to the Shadow Grove, and track the adventurer. 
+Leads me right to it.  If you know the name of a mob in an area, but
+don't know the exact directions, try the track skill. 
+
+Also, you can use the 'where' command to locate a mob in the area you
+are in, but you have to know the name of the mob.  If you're locked in
+Midgaard, try a 'where mayor' to find him and hunt him down!  This can
+also be useful in quests like the greased pig, and you want to know
+where the mob is."
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------  
+
+                  * Farside Immortal Bio *
+
+Name: Reflection  RL Name: Sara Wisking    Age: (Game) Old (RL) 16  
+Race: Elf         Class: Cleric            Current level: 60    
+
+
+Real Life Interests and Background:
+
+Reflection lives in Ottawa, Canada and enjoys reading, writing, and
+spending time with her friends.  She's been playing Farside for eleven
+months.  When asked to describe herself, she said: "I'm 5'7", have long,
+light brown (almost blond) hair, dark brown eyes, and an average build.
+I'm very enthusiastic, and very optimistic as well."
+
+
+Advice to Players:
+
+"The best advice i can give you guys, is to GROUP! Each class was made
+so it would go well with the other classes. So be friendly, and people
+will be glad to group with you, and they'll be helping you just as much
+as you're helping them. Farside is full of friendly people, who will all
+be GLAD to help you out, so be nice to them! Also, remember that mudding
+takes patience. In general, a patient mudder is a succesful mudder. If
+things are getting you frustrated, take a break! Everything will be
+there when you get back. Most of all though, have fun out there!  That's
+what Farside is for."
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------      
+
+             Building An Area
+                by Draeger
+
+                              FOREWARD
+                                       
+   Writing an area for your favorite mud can be an enjoyable process. The
+   thrill one gets from the successful completion of an area is much like
+   the one achieved by doing a job well done. Sometimes, however, little
+   things can mar the overall greatness of a completed area. Many times
+   these detractors are things that could have been avoided by careful
+   planning and design before work even commenced on the area. In this
+   guide, one can find information on how to write a creative, themed
+   area. Not all good areas abide by these general rules; Indeed, many is
+   the time that the author himself has broken them. Nevertheless, a firm
+   understanding and utilization of these guidelines will help one to
+   design, construct, and debug one's own area. A final note is that this
+   guide will not attempt to teach the reader how to create mobiles,
+   rooms, etc. It is assumed that you have mastered those skills. If that
+   is not the case, please refer to AsaMaro and Crom's excellent
+   builder.txt for instructions first.
+   
+Design : The Missing Link
+
+   Design is a crucial component of a good area. Design is largely what
+   will let you transform the vague, misty images and ideas in your mind
+   into a specific, concrete area. Sadly, this step is often skipped or
+   minimized, resulting in confusing, odd, or boring areas. There are
+   several aspects of the successful creation of an area design. Some may
+   not apply to a particular theme or idea, but they are all good
+   guidelines to start by.
+   
+   Acquiring a medieval viewpoint
+          This step is one that is almost never used by the typical area
+          builder. However, if one wants to create a successful unique
+          area, it is an important step. It is very hard to successfully
+          plan and write a medieval-based area while surrounded by and
+          absorbed into a twentieth century world. The solution used by
+          the author is simple. Typically, before starting planning an
+          area, he will sit down and read a chapter of JRR Tolkien's "The
+          Lord of the Rings". This proves to be a good "mindlink" to a
+          fantasy/medieval outlook. Other good ideas would include any
+          other fantasy/medieval author, perhaps some medieval music, or
+          sitting in the woods or wilderness for a time. All these will
+          help to shape your thoughts, and provoke ideas and images that
+          otherwise would remain hidden. Some have found that modern
+          music will have the same affect for area building, but the
+          author's experiments are to the contrary. Listening to
+          industrial, rock, or pop-style music is not the best way to
+          drop into a fantasy mindset! Classical music or "soft" rock
+          would work however.
+          
+   Create a history
+          This guideline is much less obvious than one would think. Most
+          people, when creating an original area, will think up a area
+          theme, draw a map, then get started. Despite being the most
+          used method, however, it has some drawbacks, namely the lack of
+          any background or historical involvement in the area.
+          Therefore, it is important to create a story that fits into
+          your area. If the area is set within a large castle, for
+          instance, the area will be much more interesting and exciting
+          if it has a background, rather than just another generic
+          castle. An area lacking a story or background is easily
+          visible, by the somewhat generic feel to the place. The best
+          areas will look and feel almost like a novel, with respect to
+          the overall involvement in the area.
+          
+   Creating a convincing area map
+          Drawing a map for one's area is, thankfully, a given. Without
+          an area map, it is exceedingly difficult to create a
+          consistent, realistic area. Therefore, this step is paramount
+          to the success or failure of an area. To plan out an area map
+          is simple. Most people will use a blank sheet of paper and a
+          pen or pencil, though graph paper would probably be better. The
+          author typically starts with a very rough sketch of the
+          hallways, passages, rooms, etc, disregarding any details like
+          room numbers. Then, the actual buildings and scenery is
+          sketched in, even that which is beyond the rooms. This allows
+          one to get a better grasp of one's own area. Usually after
+          several refinements of the design, the final draft is crafted.
+          Make sure to label all the important rooms, and to mark clearly
+          where each "room" will be in your passageways, wilderness, etc.
+          When it is completed, then carefully mark where each important,
+          non-moving mob will be. Also, the author will usually make a
+          short list of what each mob will carry, so as to make creating
+          resets simpler.
+          
+Creative Writing : The Heart and Soul of an Area
+
+   The most memorable part of an area is usually the setting and/or theme
+   that the area is built upon. While design gives the content of the
+   area, the writing element is the tool used to convey one's ideas to
+   the players. As such, special emphasis should be placed on creating
+   especially evocative images, sounds, and smells in the player's mind.
+   These basic rules of creative area writing are based and drawn from
+   the rules of a short story. Any who have taken even a high-school
+   freshman English course should be familiar with the concepts presented
+   herein. Nevertheless, even a moderately proficient writer should
+   review these simple rules.
+   
+   Writing Style
+          The writing style of the creator of the area greatly influences
+          the final quality of the area. Writing style is a relatively
+          nebulous thing. Every individual has their own opinions about
+          different modes of writing, and each individual is right and
+          wrong. Therefore, the best guideline is to stay consistent
+          within the area. Changing from a poetic, light style to a
+          gloomier, naturalistic style will destroy whatever realism you
+          are attempting to create.
+          
+   Atmosphere and Descriptive Language
+          A critical part of writing a well developed area is imaginative
+          and invocative imagery. Ideally, the player should almost see
+          in his mind the vision you are projecting. In reality, this is
+          seldom achieved, but that should not discourage one from
+          trying. The area should have an overall "feel", one that will
+          become apparent to one reading the document. For example,
+          consider the following passage from one of the author's areas:
+          
+     Stretched out before you is a forest of immense proportions. The
+     blustery sun of a midsummer's day makes you seek comfort beneath the
+     cool leaves of the tall trees. The buzzing of insects and the
+     twittery chirping of birds is in the warm air. You travel into the
+     shadows of the forest, feeling the heat of the day evaporate as you
+     enter the cool dampness under the canopy. You may leave into the
+     forest in any direction.
+     
+          Disregarding the style used, this represents a fairly good
+          representation on the balance between terseness and
+          descriptiveness. In other rooms in that same area, the same
+          summer-forest atmosphere is carried along. A general tone and
+          mood is set for the whole area, which, when explored in,
+          creates a powerful experience for the player.
+          
+   Plot
+          Plot in an area is unusual, for a good reason. The players on a
+          mud are usually expected to create their own plot by
+          adventuring. This is usually the case. However, in some
+          situations, a storyline or plot can enhance the enjoyment of an
+          area. A good example would be to include in the mobile
+          descriptions bits of conversation. "Talking" to an old pirate,
+          for instance, might clue the player in to the location of a
+          secret room or passage. This can also be extended to rooms and
+          objects; For example, looking at a note smeared with blood
+          might reveal the will and testament of a powerful king. The
+          will could then clue the player in to where a specific mobile
+          is. Another way to involve the player is to write a custom
+          spec_fun for the mobiles in your area. However, this method is
+          generally frowned upon by upper management, because it
+          introduces complexities into the already complex mud code.
+          
+Tricks and Technique for Area Construction
+
+   The best design and writing will create a fun and exciting area, but
+   there remains still the finishing touches that all areas should
+   receive. This category is not a guideline for a well written area.
+   Rather, it is a list of the many and varied ideas that can be used to
+   heighten the drama, create interest, and more.
+   
+   Death Traps
+          While hardly new, death traps can introduce tension into one's
+          area. A deathtrap is defined as "unescapable" death, and is
+          usually triggered by a player walking into a room with no
+          exits. While the recall command has reduced the potency of
+          deathtraps, a no-recall flag can be set on the worst
+          deathtraps. The main problem with deathtraps is that players
+          will often blunder into them completely unawares. The area
+          author must therefor be careful to give strong clues and hints
+          as to the nature of the deathtrap in the rooms around it. This
+          will ensure that the player is given fair warning, if he or she
+          is reading the room descriptions.
+          
+   Secret Doors and Items
+          While somewhat similar, secret doors and items are created much
+          differently. Secret doors are made by constructing a normal
+          door, but not giving any clues to its existence in the room
+          description. Since this is a true secret door, one that is not
+          likely to be ever found, most authors take a "semi-secret"
+          approach. That is, they give hints to its existence through the
+          room description. For example, this excerpt is from one of the
+          author's areas:
+          
+     You are creeping down a long hallway. Your footsteps seem to echo
+     everywhere, disturbing the fragile silence with every step. The
+     eastern and western walls are decorated with many tapestries,
+     depicting a fierce battle between mages and clerics.
+     
+          The description hints of the existence of the secret exits without
+          being obvious about it. Secret items are made much differently.
+          There are several ways of creating them. The simplest is to
+          make the item invisible. This will make it unaccessible by all
+          without detect invisibility. To be fair, if this method is
+          used, a short-duration potion of see invisible should be
+          located somewhere in the area to give non-mages and their ilk a
+          fair chance. The other method only makes semi-secret items. To
+          use the second method, one has only to place the item on a
+          mobile, or in a room, that is unaccessible without a special
+          condition or key. An example would be a secret laboratory
+          outside the main house, accessed only by entering a secret
+          trapdoor in the woods.
+          
+   Adding Extra Item and Room Descriptions
+          Again, this technique is not so much new as under utilized. The
+          ability to add extra descriptions to items and rooms is a
+          fantastic plot and storyline device. These descriptions add to
+          the atmosphere of the mud, helping to fulfill the vision of the
+          area in the mind of the creator. The primary usage of
+          item-extra descriptions is to give the player a better
+          understanding of the nature of the item. For example, this
+          excerpt is again from one of the author's areas.
+          
+     You see a small, ornately carved ring. Beautiful golden mosaics are
+     carved in bas-relief into the sides of the ring, and a sparkling,
+     glittery sea-green emerald is carefully placed in the center of the
+     jewel's golden palace.
+     
+       The second, less used usage of item descriptions is as a plot device.
+          An example of this type of description is the sword Excalibur
+          in Camelot. By advancing the plot with items held by mobiles,
+          control can be placed over when the player acquires information
+          on secret rooms, etc.
+          
+Conclusion
+
+   As a final note, remember that these are guidelines, not rules set
+   into stone. Following these guidelines to the letter does not
+   guarantee a good area. The decisive factor in an area is the
+   creativity and patience of the area designer. Only with those two
+   traits can a writer successfully combine the many important
+   components, and develop a grand, exciting, and fun area.
+   
+   PS: If you have any suggestions, comments, or additions, please
+   contact Draeger.
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------        
+
+                      Museum Field Trip
+                          by Marat
+
+My editor was clamoring for another interview. But, who should I talk to? 
+What do the readers want to see? With a heavy sigh and tired faerie toes 
+(that were really not twinkling by the end of a long day) I wandered 
+around Cobblestone Square. I found myself on a picturesque stone bridge. 
+I listened to the grumblings of a troll under that bridge. He was 
+mumbling nasty things about the museum just north of me. That troll has a 
+real attitude problem; he hates the visitors, the guards and all 
+the exhibits at the museum. Just to spite him, I decided to pay a visit 
+to the Museum myself.
+
+Having created the place, I was familiar with all involved; yet, I 
+wondered how the museum monsters were getting along. Were they happy I 
+had brought them into being? I walked north along the stone path, 
+stopping to watch a pretty bird play in the bird bath, then walked up the 
+broad marble steps to the impressive bronze doors that formed the entrance.
+
+I smiled at the two stern-looking Museum Guards who stood stiffly before 
+the door. They nodded in my direction as one of the guards took a sip 
+from his canteen.
+
+Marat: Hello, How do the two of you enjoy your job? (One guard motioned 
+that the other should answer for the two of them.)
+
+Museum Guard: 'S okay. Can't complain.
+
+M: Have you found anything interesting about guarding the doors of a Museum?
+
+MG: (The guard paused for a minute, looked up at the sky, then down at 
+his feet.) Not really. Pretty much like guarding anything. We stand here. 
+Visitors go in and out. (Both guards shrugged.) 
+
+I grew bored and impatient at this point, so after a mumbled 'thank you' 
+I opened the heavy doors and walked into the hushed confines of the 
+museum. I was nearly knocked down by a pair of visitors. The female of 
+the pair was chattering inanely at the male. They rushed past me before I 
+could ask a question.
+
+I checked my timepiece, discovered I would be late for a meditation 
+lesson with Wu Tak if I didn't hurry. I decided to get a true feeling for 
+the progress of the museum by talking to the Curator. I found his office 
+off the Weaving exhibit. I knocked on the door and heard a cultured voice 
+invite me to enter.
+
+Marat: Greetings, Curator. May I ask you a few questions?
+
+The Curator: (He smiled and settled into the large chair behind his even 
+larger desk. I sat in an uncomfortable chair across from him.) Of course, 
+but I have only a few moments before I must meet some patrons. Funding is 
+always a problem for a museum.
+
+M: I understand. I also have a pressing appointment. I only had a chance 
+for a cursory peek, but I think the exhibitions here are very attractive 
+and instructive. Do you feel good about them?
+
+TC: I am relatively happy. If I could I would change a few things. (The 
+curator rolls his eyes.) That suit of armor who wanders is a bit much. I 
+would have preferred he stay in his place. And the velvet dress is 
+glowing pink! That is just not aesthetically pleasing. I blame it on my 
+assistant.
+
+M: Assistant? I didn't notice one.
+
+TC: And you won't!. (The curator bellowed, startling me. He then seemed 
+to calm himself settling farther back into his chair and steepling his 
+fingers.) Even one mistake in an expensive exhibition cannot be 
+tolerated. I dismissed my former assistant before the opening. I am 
+however, quite happy about the majority of the displays and the things 
+displayed. (I hear a tap at the door, the curator stands and welcomes in 
+two patrons. I smile at them, realizing I am intruding on an important 
+meeting.)
+
+M: I can see you are quite busy, Curator. Perhaps another day when you 
+can squeeze me into your schedule.
+
+TC: (The curator looks distractedly at me, already dismissing my 
+presence.) Yes, yes. Of course. Farewell.
+
+I hastily exit his office and walk through the museum admiring a passing
+bronze statue. My visit was brief, but there will be other days to
+expand my mind. Other days to wool-gather among lovely art and
+artifacts. I hurry down the marble steps and run to my lesson with Wu
+Tak. He gets so irritated when I am late. 
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------          
+
+INTERVIEWED BY THE VAMPIRE 
+       by Dizzy
+
+
+Dissatisfied with life, repulsed by death, feeling bored and reckless I
+listened for the ten thousandth time as another nameless mob loosed yet
+another piercing cry. The protracted death rattle was the only
+remarkable feature I'd noted about its otherwise squalid existence. A
+chilling wind quickly froze the blood of my latest kill, effectively
+cementing the corpse to the stone that comprised the pavement of an
+otherwise uninteresting avenue. 
+
+While I'm usually possesed of a cheerful disposition and winsome way,
+the dismal weather and witless mobs had conspired to lower my spirits to
+one notch above comtemplation of a Hemlock Cocktail, and this was *not*
+a party town. That last kill gave me the usual, "earned 0 exp", I was
+hungry, thirsty, low on hp, mana and love for my fellow man. 
+
+Leaning against the pommel of my sword, and contemplating exactly
+why.....just WHY; I turned my head and found that I was no longer
+enjoying a moment of peaceful reflection in solitude.  Considering my
+foul mood, I'm still not sure why I reacted as I did. But, and you'd
+have to experience it to fully appreciate it, I was drawn to the
+fastidious man seated next to me. Simply stated, his presence was
+magnetic. Strangely, no thought of lifting my sword and taking his head
+occured to me. Even in my dour mood I found myself smiling and eager to
+please this person I'd yet to speak a word to. 
+
+The moment was crystalline. I could no more break the silence than
+shatter my gleaming crystal statuette of Dizzy. Then, slowly and
+deliberately, he turned toward me. I was captivated by the golden color
+of his eyes. When I say "captivated", you must realize that I cannot
+express the quality of that unwavering stare. It was hypnotic.
+Literally. 
+
+I'm unsure how long we sat there. I don't recall how or when we left
+that dismal street and ended up here in this wretched house. There are
+blood stains everywhere, but no corpses. The Master, Tiersten is his
+name, requires me to stand watch over his repose all during the day and
+I greatly fear that I am enslaved. But I am even more greatly afraid of
+Tiersten. I marvel as I scramble to obey his slightest whim. I'm
+sickened as I lure innocent adventurers into this house of death. And
+yet...I find that I'm no longer bored, or hungry, or unfulfilled. I'm
+not my own man anymore, but this isn't bad at all.... 
+
+Why not come in out of that nasty wind.....you could catch your death
+out there. Besides, I have a friend who would enjoy having you for
+dinner..... 
+
+>From recall to Tiersten: 
+2N,4E,2N,E,N,E,S,8E,2N,4E,N,3W,U,N,E,U,S 
+ 
+>From Tiersten to recall: 
+N,D,W,S,D,3E,S,4W,2S,8W,N,W,S,W,2S,4W,2S
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------        
+
+                        Interview with Two Clerics
+                              --by Arundel
+
+
+Clerics.  No group is really complete without one, and any group with
+two is doubly blessed.  Some consider the Cleric to be the most powerful
+class on Farside. It's the only class which can fight well, protect the
+people in the group, AND heal everything in sight.  However, a lot of
+people have also grouped with the inexperienced Cleric. I myself lost
+over 300hp mid-combat because the Cleric I was with cast a 'heal' spell
+while I was still fully pumped up by my +hp equipment.  With this in
+mind, I hunted down two relatively high-level Clerics to see how they
+handled healing, fighting, and protecting, the triple role of their
+class. 
+
+Both Mistyblue and Lem were kind enough to come to the Temple of Dizzy
+to sit with me and talk. I remember running into Mistyblue in Gangland
+when that was THE place to be for leveling, and Lem, whom I had never
+heard of, has only been coming to the Farside for a month.  Mistyblue is
+in her 40s, and Lem is in his 30s, which makes them the perfect couple
+to interview for a feature on their class.  In the following interview,
+I have presented their words just as they were typed.  My own words,
+however, I have changed quite a bit. 
+
+
+
+-Arundel:  Warriors like me don't even put mana in our prompts.  It is 
+totally alien to us.  First of all, how do you manage your mana?
+
+-Mistyblue:  I learned that, if it is a very hard mob, to only faerie 
+fire it, and save my mana for healing and let my weapons do the rest.
+
+-Lem :  I usually don't worry about mana. I just go crazy till I'm out, 
+but that doesn't happen in a battle.   It depends on if I'm grouped or 
+not. If I'm grouped, I just heal.  If not, I'll cast offensive spells too.
+
+-Arundel:  What spells do you usually cast on the people in your group?
+
+-Mistyblue:  [I] always cast armor, protection, fly and bless if nothing 
+else.  I cast sanc to the tanker always and frenzy everyone else.
+
+-Lem:  I haven't been grouping much, but when I do, I cast sanctuary and 
+all armor spells and bless, especially on tank.  Then heal when needed.
+
+-Arundel:  Mistyblue, you mentioned two spells, fly and frenzy.  Are they 
+important?
+
+-Mistyblue:  *YES!!!*  Fly is extremely important for everyone. It keeps 
+you from bing tripped. If you are tripped, you lose two times to hit the 
+mob.  Those two times to hit that mob could be crucial.
+
+-Arundel: Two times?
+
+-Lem: Really?
+
+-Mistyblue:  Frenzy puts the person in a rage, they fight better with it, 
+BUT it kills their AC.  It raises the hit and damroll.
+
+-Arundel:  Kills their AC?  Could be dangerous if the tanker flees.
+
+-Mistyblue: Yep. (shrugs)
+
+-Arundel:  OK, now how do you handle your tanker?
+
+-Mistyblue:  I constantly type gr to make sure his/her [or it's, Arundel 
+thinks] hp are ok, if not then I start healing. I try not to let it fall 
+below the 200 hp mark.
+
+-Lem:  I constantly type gr and see if whoever is tanking is below 100hp 
+from his max. and hope heal goes through the lag fast enough.
+
+-Arundel:  Great. Ok, now, another part of the game is healing, or down 
+time.  Just sitting around waiting for the clicks to pass. What do you do 
+between fights?
+
+-Mistyblue:  My mana shoots right up, so then I heal everyone then sleep 
+again.
+
+-Lem:  I either talk to others or change windows and read the usenet news.
+
+-Arundel: That just about covers it. I have one more question.  What pet 
+peeve do you have as a cleric?
+
+-Mistyblue:  I don't like it when people demand sanc and they aren't the 
+tanker.
+
+-Lem:  I hate it when people don't wait to get sancted, then get hit 
+really hard and wonder why I didn't heal them.
+
+-Arundel:  Well, thank you both for your time.
+
+-Mistyblue:  Thank YOU.  I'm honored.
+
+-Lem:  Sure. No problem
+
+Mistyblue leaves north.
+Lem leaves north.
+Arundel has left the game.
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------    
+
+                  Top Ten Things to do While Healing
+                  by Draeger (Written while healing)
+                    -=-=-=-=-=-=-====-=-=-=-=-=-=-
+
+10. Compose real-time poetry for the enjoyment(?) of all.
+ 9. Listen to a group member's life story.
+ 8. Tell any who will listen your life story.
+ 7. Music all the lyrics to any song you can think of.
+ 6. Healing? Healing is for wimps. REAL mudders never heal!
+ 5. Explain the finer points of leveling to a newbie.
+ 4. Take a Coke(tm) break.
+ 3. Write a top ten list like this one.
+ 2. Write your term paper while also doing any of the above.
+ 1. Do absolutely nothing! Your supposed to be healing!
+       get back to bed! :)
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------    
+
+             Additions to Farside
+                 by AsaMaro
+
+
+Several new areas have been added to Farside.  Check the area list for
+details or ask around.  Areas include Marat's Museum, Crom's House of
+the Brother's Grimm and Draeger's The Labyrinth of Silmavar.
+
+Several other areas are also in the process of being tested. 
+
+The THANK command has been changed back to the social and a new command,
+HEROTHANK, has been instituted.  
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------        
+
+                        Farside Birthdays*
+                       Compiled by Ambrosia
+
+
+March
+-----
+Silk..................................March  1st
+Wish..................................March  3rd
+Aegis.................................March  6th
+Zipper................................March  9th
+Alamar................................March 10th
+Marat.................................March 16th
+Malad.................................March 25th
+Cult..................................March 28th
+
+
+* There are a *Lot* of names to be added to the list.  Send birthdays
+  as well as your character name to Ambrosia via a note in Farside or
+  internet e-mail at Ambrosia@escape.com
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+                              *
+                           * News *
+                              *
+
+Lone reached the ranks of hero shortly after the last issue.  Congrats,
+Lone!  Lone wanted to thank the following people for their help: Kariya,
+Adso, Chops, Marmot, Dazed, and Lax. 
+
+Draeger became a hero when he won the "Future of Farside" contest.
+Congrats, Draeger!  He wanted to thank for following people for their
+help:  Johnus, Zaknafein, Lurch, Chops Marat, Diamante, Balthazar, Samson,
+Maverick, Mega, and Dazed. 
+
+Chops left mortal life and ascended into the ranks of the gods.
+Congratulations, Chops, and welcome!
+
+Hustler finally joined the ranks of heroes.  He couldn't have done it
+without help from the following people: Lurch, Lone, Chops, Balthazar,
+Dazed, and Reflection.  Congrats Hustler!
+
+Wish, Leorick, and Fuzzy also heroed around the same time Hustler did. 
+Congrats, guys, and good luck in gaining levels! 
+
+Ryu married Flute shortly after Darkyn wed Tiamat.  Good luck with your
+marriages, and try not to die too quickly Darkyn. :)
+
+Kylara joined the increasing ranks of women heroes!  She wanted to thank
+Hustler, Lurch, Chops, Rackhir, Fuzzy, Beauford, and Marmot for helping
+her get there.  Congrats, Kylara!
+
+Shelby heroed shortly before this issue went to press.  Congrats Shelby,
+and good luck!
+
+------------------------------------------------------------------------  
+
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+Computer Software Reviews
+Copyright (c) 1995, Louis Turbeville
+All rights reserved
+ 
+Green Explorer
+Requires: Windows 3.1
+Commercial Program - List Price: $59.95
+MicroBase Publishing, Inc.
+(800)897-3637
+ 
+If there is something you wanted to know about recycling, but were afraid to 
+ask, then this is a program you definitely want to check out.  This program 
+will teach you most of what you will need to know about recycling and what you 
+can do to help preserve our environment.
+ 
+There is no fancy video or stunning audio, but this program is loaded with 
+useful information that can be found and read in a easy manner.  The 
+information is concise, yet accurate and informative.
+ 
+There are two sections of this program in which everyone will find some useful 
+information.  The first area is the house tour.  In this section you are given 
+a display of a house with which you can travel from room to room.  In each room 
+there is information on how to make that room a little more environmentally 
+sound.  Every room in the house is covered, from the kitchen to the bathroom 
+to the home office.  You will learn what components of your house are not very 
+'green' and what you can do to improve the situation.
+ 
+The second area of interest is called the Projects section.  In this section 
+there are numerous educational projects that make the environment a little
+safer.  All of these projects can be done around the home; and a couple of 
+these projects would be a great group or classroom project.  There is a project 
+here for everyone above the age of six.  The projects in this section are just 
+a few of the many great ideas for environmental protection that exit throughout 
+the program.
+ 
+The other areas of the program include:
+ 
+- a Multiple Choice Quiz Section to test your environmental knowledge.
+ 
+- a History Overview Section; this gives some background information on why 
+recycling is important and some of the major developments concerning recycling 
+and the green way of thinking.
+ 
+- an Address Base Section that provides contact information on various 
+companies and groups that are involved in the recycling movement, from 
+companies that use recycled products in their manufacturing process to 
+publications that cover environmental issues.
+ 
+- an Index to asist you in quickly finding information on a topic of interest
+to you.
+ 
+The only real drawback I had was the price.  Sixty dollars seems a little 
+pricy for a program that gives you the same information you could get in a 
+book for half that price.  However, the volumes of information are easily 
+accessable.
+ 
+If you are interested in learning about recycling and ways you can make a 
+difference, than this program is worth a look.  MicroBase has a reputation for 
+making its products easy to use and loaded with information, and this program 
+is vintage Microbase. 
+
+
+
+Software Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, L. Shawn Aiken
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+Software Review:
+NeoBook and NeoBook Professional
+Reviewed by
+L. Shawn Aiken
+ 
+For some years now I've been looking for a good way to present text and
+graphics files.  I've seen some programs that do this, some quite
+expensive ones, in fact, but they never quite did what I wanted.  But
+then I picked up NeoBook Professional. 
+
+NeoSoft touts NeoBook as "The latest in state-of-the-art electronic
+publishing."  I may not know state-of-the-art, but I know what I like. 
+With this program one can create interactive multimedia presentations,
+such as books, newsletters, magazines, or just about any type of
+publication you can imagine, spiced up with graphics, buttons, and even
+sound. 
+
+For those of you familiar with NeoSoft's DOS graphics program NeoPaint,
+NeoBook Professional will look familiar.  It has the same easy to use
+feel.  No strange new language to learn, just point and click with the
+mouse.  NeoBook works on pages.  A page can have a number of things on
+it, and be in just about any graphics mode, up to SVGA 1024x768
+resolution. 
+
+After picking the resolution, you can put scrolling windows anywhere on
+the page that display text files, captions, buttons that do a variety of
+function, simple stand alone graphics, and display a .gif or .pcx file. 
+The buttons are one of the really neat things about NeoBook.  Buttons
+can be any size, shape or color and be put anywhere on the page. 
+
+They can be assigned many different functions, such as turning to
+another page, displaying text balloons or files in a variety of fonts,
+displaying graphics, and playing sounds on the PC speaker. Buttons or
+even playing high quality sound files.  The main difference between
+NeoBook and NeoBook Professional is the extra sound abilities. 
+
+There are many more button functions, and the functions can be combined
+in each button to create beeps, delays, play music and play FLC or FLI
+animation files.  There is even a DOSCommand function that allows you to
+operate an external program from within the book. 
+
+With NeoBook you can make a very visually stunning publication and
+easily see run it from the editor.  You can also go into other editors
+to edit or create text, sound, and graphics files without having to exit
+the program. 
+
+And there are still more little gadgets and tools, such as one of the
+button functions being allowing one to print a prepared file (such as an
+order form).  But all of that is icing on the cake compared to when you
+compile your book.  Even on my somewhat archaic 386, with the punch of a
+button NeoBook Professional compiles a 600K program in less than a
+minute.  And the finished product is a stand alone .exe file, ready to
+be shipped off by disk or modem. 
+
+There are a few problems with the program.  My big irk is a floating
+menu that hangs around the screen constantly.  You have to get at the
+menu to get at the functions, and it makes them really easy to access,
+but the gol dern thing just sits there and I have as yet found a way to
+close it or minimize it.  It gets in the way of working on the
+publication, especially if you are dealing with something that fills a
+large portion of the screen. 
+
+
+Another is the size of the finished programs.  The run module is some
+200K, and if you put a good deal of graphics in, you can get HUGE files.
+If you are planning to make a photo album, don't expect a 3.5" disk to
+handle it.  NeoBook compiled programs do, however, compress well with
+Pkzip. 
+
+Overwhelmingly, NeoBook Professional is the best program I have seen for
+creating publications with text and graphics.  It's so easy to use that
+I created a publication two hours after I unzipped it, without reading
+the manual.  And it's abilities are so impressive that Joe DeRouen, the
+publisher of Sunlight Through the Shadows, and I, the Assistant Editor,
+have started to use it to publish our our NeoBook version of the
+magazine. 
+
+NeoBook and NeoBook Professional ar shareware and available for download
+on many local bbses.  To order them, or for information, call NeoSoft at
+(503) 389-5489. 
+
+
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Red Dwarf:  Better Than Life by Grant-Naylor
+Penguin Books, Copyright 1990
+ISBN 0-451-45231-3
+Pages:  302
+ 
+This is the second book in the Red Dwarf series, and by far by the most 
+bizarre. But then, what do you expect from the former head writers of 
+"The Spitting Image"?
+ 
+Once again, we join the characters of Dave Lister (the last living 
+human), Arnold Rimmer (the insecure hologram of one of Lister's former 
+crewmates), Kryten (the ultra-clean, ultra-weird Robot), The Cat (an 
+erect species of feline), and Holly (the schizophrenic ship's computer) 
+for some of the zaniest misadventures from this side of the galaxy. But 
+wait! Just before you thought that you had had enough, Grant-Naylor add 
+another character into the mix: Talkie Toaster. This one character is 
+the most ridiculous creation they have devised yet, which makes it one 
+of the best ever.
+ 
+While the writing style is kept simple, the gags come at a mile per 
+minute. If you are looking for good, simple, yet strange entertainment, 
+then look no further.  You've found it in the universe of Red Dwarf.
+ 
+Grade:  A-
+
+Book Review
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Elvendude by Mark Shepherd
+Baen Books, Copyright 1994
+ISBN 0-671-87630-9
+Pages: 312
+ 
+Mark Shepherd is probably best known as being the secretary for Fantasy 
+writer Mercedes Lackey. With this book, he should break out of that 
+shadow and start to prove what he's really worth as a solo writer.
+ 
+"Elvendude" is set in Dallas, Texas, which brought some really good 
+visual feeling on my part (especially since I live very near some of the 
+areas that he describes and uses for background in this novel). The 
+Elvish aspect of the book is handled very well, even better than the 
+manner that Mercedes Lackey handles it in her books. Mr. Shepherd 
+carries this genre way beyond the realm of a Fantasy setting. He almost 
+makes you feel like you are a part of the story. The drug aspects of 
+the novel are very well depicted, sometimes with frightening detail.
+ 
+In short, this is an excellent novel, that is not being very well 
+promoted by Baen Books. It's a shame too, since it has the possibility 
+of outselling anything that Mercedes Lackey has put out.
+ 
+Grade:  A+
+
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+The Sapphire Affair: Part One
+Copyright (c) 1994, L. Shawn Aiken
+All Rights Reserved
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+                     The Sapphire Affair: Part One
+                          by L. Shawn Aiken
+
+
+        A muffled slap resounded from the creature's furry cheek.  Adriana 
+snatched the  golden brush from it's slender fingers and dug out several 
+curly red strands.
+        "Look!  Look what you have done, you awful thing!" she dangled hair 
+in front of the lithe creature's noseless face.  An infinite amount of 
+Adrianas repeated the action in the mirrors surrounding them in her dressing 
+room.  Unnoticed, a black face emerged from behind the door, its eyes darting 
+about to focus in on the real woman.
+        "I do apologize, Miss Adriana," the tiny voice said as it's huge 
+golden pupils turned a hazy blue.
+        "What's going on?" the baron walked in and casually stepped between 
+the lady and her servant.  Adriana's cheeks were flushed and she was still 
+breathing hard.  He looked at the hair in her clenched fist and smirked.
+        "Oh . . ." her eyes darted away from his and she looked at her own 
+reflection.  "You know what is wrong.  *He* is coming."
+        Baron Mauswa's teeth flickered in a brief grin.  "You could have 
+told Lord Breakman 'no'."
+        Adriana fidgeted in her chair.  "'Johnni' Breakman doesn't deserve 
+that title.  He's a self-centered, egotistical, boorish, troll-faced buffoon.  
+And he's coming here, *here*, of all places."  She threw the brush at the 
+mirror, but it bounced of the high density polymer.
+        Another grin flashed on the baron's dark face.  "I'm glad I'm not 
+your cousin - just your lowly husband."
+        A sorrowful scream echoed from the hall into their ears.  Adriana 
+huffed.
+        "The wretch is at it again.  She won't shut up." she said.
+        "Perhaps I should go see if she is all right."
+        "No," Adriana shook her head.  "Ignore her.  We must go over the 
+plans for the ball tonight."
+        Baron Mauswa sighed and looked down at the orange furred, floppy 
+eared servant.  "Goolatoo, please go see to Lady Doogail.  Try to console 
+her.  I'll try to console the red haired one who has little real to complain 
+about."
+
+* * *
+
+        The wind played about in Johnni's long golden hair as he looked out 
+over the immaculate grounds bursting with red and yellow flowers.  Their 
+sweet scent mingled in his nose and brought a smile to his perfectly 
+chiseled featured.  The afternoon son glinted off of his teeth.
+        "This is great," he said to Davies, who was struggling to get the 
+luggage out of the limousine, "Finally, a little rest and relaxation."
+        "Yes sir," the portly man grunted.  "And don't forget tomorrow is 
+the meeting."
+        "Ah yes," Johnni's steel blue eyes drifted to the cacophonous 
+mansion.  "That would be Thursday?"
+        "Today is Tuesday, sir."  Davies' pot-marked face frowned.  With the 
+heap of luggage extricated from the trunk, he tapped the car on the back and 
+it speed off down the circular driveway.  He turned and noticed a gayly 
+dressed figure coming from the building.
+        "Ah yes." Johnni nodded absent-mindedly.  The mansion was a 
+horrendous sight.  Strange spires sticking up in a random fashion from a 
+lumpy structure that seemed to be designed after the shape of cow dung.  
+Atop the spires were gargantuan rainbow colored wheels that spun in the wind.
+        "Greeting to Hwaht Toogahkee, Lord Breakman," the black man in the 
+bright yellow robe bounded down the cobblestone walkway and began pumping 
+Johnni's hand.  "It means 'House of the Creaky Knees' in Eshlu.  I'm 
+terribly happy to see you."
+        "Eshlu?"  Johnni looked at the strange man, not sure what to think 
+of him.  He was far shorter than Johnni's two meters, but he seemed to look 
+Johnni in the eye.
+        "The little furry people.  They're all over the place.  Good 
+workers.  They built the house a  few hundred years ago.  Of course it's 
+been refurbished.  Ceilings too small, you see.  Had to knock out some 
+floors."
+        "And you are?" Johnni asked.
+        "Why, I'm Baron Gebal Mauswa," he shook Johnni's hand again.  "Your 
+cousin's husband.  Might I say how pleased I am to meet you?"
+        "Well hello," Johnni smiled, shaking the baron's hand again, who 
+seemed reluctant to let it go.  "How is old Stinky-Drawers?"
+        "Stinky-Drawers?" the baron cocked his head.
+        "Childhood name.  To get the wind up her."
+        "Was it indeed," the Baron's eyes widened and his grin expanded 
+until he looked like a gibbous moon on a dark night.
+        Johnni glanced to Davies, who seemed to be swaying under the weight 
+of the luggage.  "We didn't expect to see you until we were inside."
+        "I just had to come to meet you as soon as possible.  Adriana has 
+been climbing the walls ever since your grandfather told us you were coming.  
+She hates you, you know."
+        The sun's light stopped reflecting off of Johnni's teeth as hi
+s smile collapsed.  "I thought surely ten years was enough time for her to 
+forgive and forget."
+        The baron began pumping Johnni's arm again.  "Might I again say how 
+pleased I am to see you?"  He put his arm around Johnni and led him up the 
+walkway.  "So tell me what Adriana was like as a child.  Was she fat?  Did 
+she have any diseases?"
+
+* * *
+
+        Davies opened the window, letting the sunlight shine on his cratered 
+face and into the rest of the room.  Miles and miles of hedges blooming with 
+yellow and red flowers could be observed, and in the distance a thin blue 
+ribbon of river.  He allowed himself a brief smile and then steeled himself 
+before turning back to view Johnni and the baron.
+        "This will be your room," the baron's arm swept over the spacious 
+apartment.  "You man-servant's quarters are adjoining."  Johnni looked 
+around and nodded with a smile.
+         The baron grabbed his hand and pumped it again.  "I must be off.  
+The old ball and chain wants me to help prepare for the ball.  Oh, I forgot 
+to tell you, we are having a ball tonight.  Informal.  A few hundred guests.  
+I must be off.  I'll sent a servant to see to your needs."  And with that 
+the only thing left of the baron was the after image of his yellow robes 
+burnt into Johnni's retina.
+        "I do say," Johnni looked at Davies as the door slammed shut.  "What 
+an energetic fellow."
+        "Yes sir," Davies muttered and went to the luggage.  "I wished they 
+would have warned us before we arrived on this planet that there would be a 
+ball.  I'm not sure you have anything to wear."
+        Johnni waved the thought off with his hand.  "I'm sure my uniform 
+will do.  One look at that, and the girls will be wobbling at the knees."
+        "Indeed," Davies replied.  The door opened, and a small furry Eshlu 
+walked in carrying a vase full of flowers.
+        "Pardons, my lords," it curtseyed, "I am Goolatoo and will be 
+serving your needs for your stay."  Goolatoo curtseyed again and placed the 
+flowers on a desk.  "Can I get you anything?"
+        Davies grabbed the flowers and crammed them back in Goolatoo's 
+hands.  "We will have no need of mutilated flowers in here when there are 
+live ones outside."  The creature's golden eyes shifted to blue and it 
+looked at the floor.  What might have been a sniff sounded from it's nose 
+holes.
+        "Krike, Davies," Johnni walked up to them and knelt before the 
+Eshlu.  "Davies can be a bit gruff about killing flowers sometimes," he told 
+it.  "No need to be sad.  A pretty young girl like you shouldn't be all 
+upset now."
+        "I'm not a girl," Goolatoo said, sniffing again.
+        "Oh, well, a butch young boy like you shouldn't get all upset 
+over . . ."
+        "I'm not a boy," it said.
+        "Oh dear.  Did you have an accident and something come off?"
+        "We are hermaphrodites.  I have both a penis and a vagina."
+        Johnni's face went red and his bolted up.  "Er, well, I, er . . ."
+
+* * *
+
+        As the baron collected Johnni to see Adriana, Davies once again 
+reminded him of his meeting to following day.  Johnni nodded vigorously and 
+tilted his head as the sobbing reached his ears.
+        "Who is that?" he asked the baron as they walked down a tall towards 
+a twisting staircase.
+        Baron Mauswa's face dimmed.  "That is Lady Doogail.  She used to be 
+a neighbor.  A dreadful thing.  Her father has disappeared.  She'll be at 
+the ball tonight."
+        "Can anything be done for her?" Johnni asked.
+        "Hopefully the ball will lift her spirits," he said as they walked 
+down the staircase.  This lead them to a grand ball room filled with drink 
+stands and flowers and well-attired servants dashing about.  In the center 
+of the maelstrom stood Adriana, her arms pointing this way and that, barking 
+single word orders.
+        She slowly turned and looked up at Johnni, her fiery hair piled on 
+top of her head and her green eyes given added force by her blue dress.  The 
+red slash beneath her mouth smirked.
+        "How pleased I am to see you," she reached out and hugged him.  "I 
+trust you are doing well?"
+        "Yes, just peachy," he hugged her back, then stepped away.  "And 
+you?"
+        "Just fine.  I do hope you are okay.  We heard so little about you 
+during the war, didn't we, darling?  We waited with baited breath until you 
+were released from that mental hospital."
+        "Uh, it wasn't really a mental hospital.  Not a hospital at all, 
+really.  I was just under observation."
+        "Oh and we worried so when Uncle Breakman had to intervene and break 
+all of those rules to rescue you from those doctors with their nasty 
+machines."  Her eyes glimmered.
+        "Really, it was nothing.  You know father blows everything out of 
+proportion."  Johnni gulped, a sinking feeling in his guts.
+        The baron grabbed him by the arm.  "Come, Johnni.  Let's not bother 
+Adriana just now.  She has a good deal of work to do.  Don't you, 
+Stinky-Drawers?"
+        Adriana clutched her chest and inhaled noisily.  "What?" she 
+coughed, eyes bulging.
+        "Stee-in-key-Draw-wus," the baron slowly sounded out with a grin.  
+She hit him with a piercing look that made him instinctively rub his neck.
+        "Nonsense." she said through gritted teeth.  "I'd love to help show 
+our dear Johnni around your collection.  Shall we start with the rings?"
+        "I suppose so." the baron replied.
+        They made their way through several garish hallways, filled with a 
+virtually random array of very expensive, if somewhat tasteless, object 
+d'art.  Then they came to one wing cram-packed with well lit display cases.
+        "This is my ring collection," Baron Mauswa smiled as he patted one 
+of the cases.  "There are rings here from every culture and race that have 
+an appendage to put one on."
+        "Most impressive," Johnni nodded, strolling before them with his 
+hands behind his back.
+        "But not impressive as my only part of the collection," Adriana 
+motioned to one of the cases.  "Come."  Johnni walked to it.  A single ring 
+sat in the case.  It was cut from pure diamond and engraved with a platinum 
+inscription on what would have been the gem-front.
+        "Can I touch it?" Johnni asked with a wide smile on his face.  The 
+baron looked at him curiously and lifted the lid.
+        "It's just her great-grandfather's old ring." the baron shrugged.  
+Johnni picked it up and stroked it.
+        "And it's mine, mine, mine," Adriana crossed her arms with a smug 
+expression on her face.  "Great-grandfather left it to me.  Only me.  No one 
+else."
+        "He was my great grandfather too," Johnni muttered, still gazing at 
+the ring.
+        "What's so special about it?" The baron looked at it with renewed 
+interest.  "It certainly can't be all that expensive."
+        Johnni glanced up from the ring, the light from the case shining 
+under his face.  "The Emperor gave him this ring after great grandfather 
+foiled a coup attempt.  He was also awarded the Duchy of Mellfield.  Its 
+because of him that we are all titled nobility.  He was the founder of the 
+house.  A brave man."
+        "Yes," Adriana nodded.  "And it's mine."
+        Johnni looked at her.  "May I wear it tonight?  It'd be awfully nice 
+of you."
+        "No, you may not," the crimson gash under her nose widened.  "Most 
+certainly not."
+        "But it'd be awfully nice," Johnni pleaded.
+        "Come on," the Baron suddenly smiled.  "Let him wear it.  For 
+tonight only.  Just this once.  It would mean so much to old Johnni here."
+        *Exactly* Adriana's eyes said.  "Sorry, Johnni.  It's not insured 
+for that.  I can't allow it.  I've got to thing of great grandfather."
+        "Dear," the Baron's tone changed.
+        She stared at him with a twinkle in her eye.
+        "Dear, let Johnni wear the ring."
+        She continued to stare.
+        "Let him wear the ring this instant!"
+        "How dare you raise your voice to me!" she bellowed, turning white.
+        "I shall and I will!  Let Johnni wear the ring!"
+        Johnni's eyes widened.  "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to . . ."
+        "No." she smiled and looked at the wall.
+        "I'll cut off your allowance!"
+        "No." she began to sway back in forth, singing 'no' softly.
+        "I'll revoke your traveling privileges!"
+        "No. No. No," she sang.
+        "Must I bring up ELSBURY!"
+        She stopped.
+        He stared at her.
+        She stared at him.
+        She threw her scarf to the floor.
+        "Very well, Johnni," she turned to her cousin.  "You may wear the 
+ring tonight."  
+
+* * *
+
+        Johnni wasn't sure what to tell Davies when he asked how things when 
+with his cousin.  Luckily, Davies wasn't listening to his reply.  He was to 
+busy trying to make his white dress uniform look presentable.
+        "I think I should wear the gold cuff-links grandfather bought me," 
+Johnni said while inspecting himself in front of the full length mirror.
+        "Sir, those are not military code.  If there are any military 
+personnel at the ball, they will notice," Davies drug a comb through 
+Johnni's hair.
+        "Krike, Davies, no one is going to be wanting to discuss things like 
+that tonight."
+
+* * *
+
+        The ball was going particularly well.  Plenty of young women had 
+ganged up to coo and fawn over him.  For some reason, Adriana kept on 
+pulling him away to meet other people.  Much older people.  Ancient, grumpy 
+men and women.  But finally the dried up people seemed to have run out.
+        "And this is Mr. Henry Clypse and his wife Pricilla," Adriana 
+introduced them.  Mr. Clypse was a few fingers taller than Johnni, had an 
+expensive suit on, but was strangely not of noble blood.  His wife was 
+wearing a diamond tiara, however.  Not that it meant much.  "Mr. Clypse 
+owns the Clypse Bank and Trust."
+        "And what do you do," Mr. Clypse asked after shaking his hand.  He 
+seemed not to be looking at him; rather, he was looking over the top of his 
+head as if scanning the party-goes behind him.
+        "Well, I tour," Johnni nodded, trying to peek around to see what he 
+was looking at.
+        "Tour?  What are you, some sort of artist?  A lay-about musician, 
+perhaps?"
+        "Oh I love musicians," Mrs. Clypse winked at him.  A chill went up 
+and down Johnni's spine.
+        "Uh, no, I just tour and look about," Johnni averted his eyes away 
+from Mrs. Clypse, who was licking her lips in a strange manner.
+        "A tourist?  You get paid for that?" Mr. Clypse said disdainfully.
+        "Oh," Johnni shook his head, "No, I actually do things.  I inspect.  
+For my grandfather.  Inspect things of his.  Look at them. And tell him.  
+About the things.  That he owns."
+        "My word," Mr. Clypse rubbed his chin.  "I'm expecting one of your 
+grandfather's inspectors tomorrow.  He owns half of the Pweeth Power Plant 
+downtown.  My bank owns the other half of it."
+        Johnni nodded slowly, then a gear clicked.  "I think that's the 
+place I am supposed to see.  Yes, I am.  Thursday."
+        "I was told the inspection was to be tomorrow," Mr. Clypse' eyebrow 
+lifted.  Then eyes focused in the distance as if he had spotted something.
+        "You are probably right," Johnni nodded, trying to mentally figure 
+when exactly his appointment was.
+        Adriana laughed at his side,  "Johnni never was good with figures.  
+Or names.  Or even remembering how to breath."  Suddenly Mr. Clypse began to 
+drift away.
+        "If you'll excuse me," he said.  "I must be off.  Money doesn't grow 
+in idle chatter."
+        His wife watched with a stern expression as Mr. Clypse disappeared 
+into the crowd, then followed after him.
+        "Those aren't military issue, are they, boy," a grey-mustached man 
+in the bright red battle coat motioned to Johnni's arm with his drink.
+        "Uh, no," Johnni held up his arm to get a better look at the 
+swirling gold dragons now attached to his arm for the duration of the night.  
+The old man's uniform told that he was, or had been, a general.
+        "Lord Ritt Johnni Breakman," Adriana smiled, sipping from her wine 
+glass, "You must meet Lord Ritt Andrucletious Puphinston and Lady 
+Cruenellette."
+        Lord Puphinston looked like the perfect picture of a modern major 
+general.  Lady Cruenelltte, however, looked like a cannonball with arms and 
+legs, wearing a conch shell for a dress.
+        "A Ritt, are you boy?" the old man eyed him with what appeared to be 
+his only good one, "So you earned that in combat?"
+        "Well, for doing my job," Johnni nodded slowly.
+        Adriana tittered.  "Our dear Johnni was in the Kartikan Conflict."
+        "I feel sorry for you, boy," Puphinston downed his glass of brandy.  
+Johnni glanced at the floor and began to rub his cuff links.  "What 
+battalion were you in."
+        "Several.  Here and there.  Most of the time in the 1st Rescue 
+Battalion."
+        "Rescue?" Puphinston shook his head.  "Not a very honorable 
+position."
+        "Come now," Lady Puphinston piped up, "let's not talk of such boring 
+things.  Let's talk about current events.  I know, the scandal!"
+        "Cruenellette," Puphinston turned to his wife.  "If we are going to 
+talk about something different, I'd rather talk about the boat racing at the 
+marina."
+        "Scandal?" Adriana asked.  "What scandal?"
+        Johnni sighed and watched the woman's lips move.  They flapped about 
+as if some strange marine creature was trying to invent locomotion.  His 
+eyes drifted further about.  There was Baron Mauswa dancing, flailing his 
+yellow sheathed arms about, looking like a bird.  Near the door was a short 
+necked man who looked like a tortoise.  They all seemed like clouds somehow.
+        Across the room he spotted the very tall Mr. Clypse.  His back was 
+to Johnni.  The man was talking to someone, hands shaking a bit.  Was he 
+angry?  Who was he talking to?  Johnni stealthily rose to his tiptoes.  The 
+other party came into view.
+        It was a woman.  Young.  Blonde.  Pretty.  Blue eyes downcast.  
+Definitely *not* his wife.  They were both away from the main crowd in a 
+darkened corner.
+        "Adriana?" Johnni interrupted.  "Who is that woman over there?"
+        Adriana stared at him angrily, finished her sentence, then stood up 
+on tiptoes and peered over.
+        "Oh, that's our dreadful guest Sapphy.  Quite a bore.  Anyway," she 
+turned back to Lady Puphinston, "I don't see anything wrong with it."
+        Mrs. Puphinston shook her head violently.  "Andru dear, tell her.  
+Explain." She jabbed him in the ribs with her pudgy elbow.
+        He cleared his throat and his eyes gave off a far away look, as if 
+he was speaking to an audience.  "Illegal indenture strikes at the heart of 
+what has stitched our civilization together for these three centuries.  
+Without rules on who may and may not be enslaved, why, might not you or I be 
+subject to these illegal acts?"
+        Adriana laughed.  "Well, I'm not likely to be frequenting seedy bars 
+on the waterfront."
+        "Want to bet," the baron suddenly stuck his dark face between 
+Adriana and Johnni.  "What are we talking about."  Adriana stared hatefully 
+at him.
+        "We are talking about that cargo ship full of illegal indenturees 
+confiscated a month ago up in orbit," the rotund Mrs. Puphinston said.  
+"They said they were all pressed into service while inebriated in bars along 
+the waterfront.
+        Johnni cleared his throat.  "I don't think anyone should be 
+indentured, illegal or legally."
+        "Quite right," the baron put his arm around Johnni's shoulders.  
+"All of this slavery leaves a bad taste in my mouth.  It should all be 
+banned."
+        "But Johnni," Adriana's eyes flickered, "Isn't your servant Davies 
+indentured.  In fact, hasn't his family been indentured for the last three 
+generations?"
+        "Well yes," Johnni jammed his finger in his collar in an attempt to 
+loosen it.  "But I don't hold the indenture papers.  Grandfather does.  
+Davies is simply working off something his grandfather broke or stole or 
+something."
+        "But boy," Lord Puphinston shook his head.  "That's what an 
+indenture is.  A person, or family, or multiple generations working off past 
+debts.  Surely you must see that it's necessary.  Why, we can't go back to 
+the way it was.  People getting out of their debts by declaring bankruptcy?  
+That's stealing!"
+        Baron Mauswa shook his black fist at Puphinston, "But how many 
+countless planets have we fought war with, then doomed them to eternal 
+indenture to pay off their so-called war crimes debt?"
+        Lord Puphinston smiled,  "How many indentures do you have working 
+for you?"
+        "Well," the baron crossed his arms.  "I have to work from within the 
+system.  With what free servants charge I can only afford a handful of them.  
+The rest I *have* to make up with indentured servants.  I couldn't run this 
+house, my other estates, or my businesses without them!"
+        As the volume level raised, Johnni carefully snuck out of the throng 
+that was growing around them.  Politics was a terribly dull subject that 
+often brought out the worst and loudest in people.
+        But there was something interesting about.  Adriana had said her 
+name.  What was it?  Her sobs had been echoing through the halls earlier.  
+Something about her father.  Johnni knew he could help.  He was trained to 
+help.
+        He stood up on tip toes and looked where she had been.  She wasn't 
+there any more.  That corner had been vacated of people.  Mr. Clypse was 
+gone as well.  Perhaps they had gone somewhere?
+        Johnni made his way through the empty hors d'oeuvres tables.  It was 
+like a pack of mad scavenger had hit them.  Bits of trodden on food littered 
+the floor.  Broken wine glasses.  The crowd had moved on.  Johnni looked 
+around to find them.
+        There was a large cluster of people nearer the kitchens.  The 
+servants had put out more food there.  Johnni stood on tip-toe.  Aha.
+        Mr. Clypse was standing there, waving his arms about.  He was 
+talking to someone shorter than he who was also waving their arms about.  
+Johnni made his way closer.  He gulped.  It was the wife.  The one who had 
+given him that funny look.  Johnni turned around and walked as fast as he 
+could away.
+        But where was the girl?  Maybe she had left.  Johnni sighed and 
+began to wander about, eventually lighting on a sofa in the corner.  No one 
+was here to bother him.  He sat his empty glass on a coffee table and leaned 
+back.
+        A blonde woman in a diaphanous gown sat next to him.  Johnni looked 
+at her.  It was the woman!
+        "Hello there," he smiled at her, "You must be . . ."
+        "Lady Sapphire Doogail, but everyone calls me Sapphy.  You are Lord 
+Breakman?" she smiled, but it seemed to be empty of warmth.
+        "Call me Johnni," he stood up and shook her hand.  "How are you.  
+I've heard that there has been some trouble."
+        Her eyes darted around.  "What trouble?"
+        "Your father.  The baron told me," he sat down again.
+        "Oh," she sighed.  "I . . ."
+        "I see the two most useless people here have met," Adriana's voice 
+waffed from behind.
+        "Hello Baroness," Sapphy around looked glumly at her.  "Your ball is 
+magnificent, as usual."
+        Adriana walked around the and sat on the sofa across from them.  
+"You and your proletariat behavior caused quite a stir back there."
+        "Me?" Johnni asked.
+        "All that talk of freeing the indentured servants.  You didn't put 
+much thought in it before you said it.  But then again, you were always like 
+that.  You'll find that out about him, Sapphy.  He's awfully stupid."
+        Sapphy looked at Adriana, then looked to Johnni.
+        "What's this all about, 'Driana?" Johnni asked.  "We haven't seen 
+each other for ten years, and you have been acting . . ."
+        "It's just a little time, Johnni.  Do you think that time alone can 
+change anything.  Do you think just the movement of a watch can make thing
+s different?"  Adriana stood up.
+        "Well, I . . ."
+        "Ask good old Bertha if time makes anything better," she said with a 
+grin and a glimmer and glided away.
+        Sapphy watched her go.  "What was that about?"  She turned to 
+Johnni.  "Why . . . are you crying?"
+        "No, no," Johnni sat up from his hunched over position and blinked 
+his eyes several times.  "It was the smoke from her cigarette."
+        "But she wasn't smoking."
+        "I . . ."
+        "Oh, I hate that wicked woman," Sapphy sniffed.  Then with a sob she 
+leapt up and ran through a side door.
+        "Sapphy . . ." Johnni quickly wiped his eyes and ran after her.  The 
+hallway beyond the door was long and had several doors.  He stopped.  One 
+was closing.  He ran to it.
+        "Sapphy?" he said as he walked in.  It was a small, dim drawing room 
+with a divan and a fireplace.  She was laying on the rug before it sobbing.
+        "What's the matter?" he asked, kneeling next to her.  Sapphy's dress 
+splayed out on the floor like a ruffled bedspread.  "Is it about your 
+father?"
+        She sobbed louder.  Her head was moving.  Perhaps that was an 
+affirmative.  Johnni carefully touched her shoulder.
+        "Oh Johnni!" she threw her arms around his neck and sobbed.  He 
+could feel wetness seeping through the fabric on his shoulder.  Johnni's 
+hands were outstretched.  He didn't know quite what to do with them.
+        "What has happened to your father?" he asked.  She clutched him 
+tighter.  He tentatively began stroking her golden hair.  It was much like 
+his.
+        "He's been kidnapped," she wailed with her face deep in his 
+shoulder.
+        "By thunder!" he jumped to his feet, his fists clenched.  Sapphy 
+fell to the floor.  "I'll thrash the fiend who has done this!  What do the 
+police have to say?"
+        "The police don't know," she wailed from his feet.  His eyes widened 
+and he grabbed the phone from the table.  Sapphy shrieked.
+        "No!  You mustn't!  He said if the police were told, he would kill 
+my father!"
+        "Who?  Who said that?"
+        "A man named Whiskers," she cried.
+        "Ooh, sounds like a nasty, hairy man who picks at his and other 
+people's scabs," Johnni shivered.  "What does he want?"
+        "A ton of cash, which I don't have!" she sniffed.
+        "Hold on," Johnni jabbed his finger at buttons on the phone.  
+"Davies.  Sorry.  How much money do I have.  What?  Really?  Oh dear.  Are 
+you sure?  Positive?  Krike."  He set down the phone and knelt next to her.  
+"It appears I'm tapped out.  But, by thunder, I vow to you that I will not 
+let this crime go unpunished."
+        "You'll help?" she looked up at him with her big, blue eyes.
+        "On my honor," he leapt up again, fist clenched and chin out.  
+"Where is your father?"
+
+* * *
+
+        It was a dank and nasty street corner.  Cardboard huts lined the 
+sidewalk, illuminated by lewd holographic advertisements showing loose women 
+doing loose thing.  Johnni also caught the whiff of his incontinent 
+grandmother, but was sure that she would not be in the vicinity.
+        Sapphy had no idea where her father was.  Or the Whiskers fellow.  
+Apparently he had left a message for her at her net address.
+        "The Friggin Fat Fish Bar and All Night Orgy Palace," read the 
+flashing sign above his head.  Yes, this looked like the place.  Johnni was 
+certain that he could find the Whiskers fellow here.  Or somewhere nearby.  
+Perhaps.  Maybe he could find information.  Scummy people frequented scummy 
+places, and this Whisker person sounded very scummy indeed.  He opened the 
+door to hoots and hollers.
+        Smoke clogged his eyes.  Eventually they adjusted to the dim light.  
+There was raised boxing ring in the center of the dark room.  Two scantily 
+clad women were doing something in the ring.  Johnni couldn't understand 
+what they were doing, but it looked like they were giving each other a 
+massage.  Grimy men in grimy suits were shouting things at them.  Yes.  
+These were the types of characters that could aid him.
+        Sapphy had know little about what had happened to her father.  Unti
+l recently, her father, Lord Doogail, had owned the estate next door.  Ten 
+kilometers next door, Sapphy had explained.  She had grown up there.  A 
+dismal place, she described, sitting smack dab on a rotting swamp.  Her 
+father had run aground financially, and the bank foreclosed on the estate.  
+Shortly thereafter, her father disappeared.  Now this Whiskers fellow was 
+threatening to kill him on Friday.  Or was it Thursday?
+        He walked closer to the ring, having to push by several people.  At 
+closer inspection, the women where not giving each other a massage.  The one 
+with the out of proportion upper feminine region had the smaller bosomed one 
+by the hair and was punching her in the face.  Johnni's eyes widened and he 
+shoved through the crowd and leapt up in the ring.
+        "Shame on you!" he batted the woman's hand that held the hair.  
+"Stop that this instant."
+        Both women stared at him with jaws agape.  There were a few 
+indecipherable shouts from the audience.
+        "Whatever she did to you, it's not enough to fight over.  And in 
+public, of all places," Johnni shook his head disparagingly.
+        The women looked at him, looked at each other, and did a combination 
+karate kick in Johnni's important place and he collapsed on the canvas.  The 
+crowd cheered.
+        Johnni struggled up.  One of the woman kicked him in the face and he 
+flew back.  The big breasted one leapt on him.
+        "Give it to him, Helga!" came a cry from the audience.
+        Johnni struggled as a giant breast covered his face, suffocating 
+him.  She gave him repeatedly blows about the ears.  He struggled to get her 
+off, but only managed to get on top of her.  Her arms flapped.  He grabbed 
+them, yanked off her bikini top, and tied them behind her back.
+        "I must apologize for this . . ." he muttered as the other one leapt 
+on top of him.  The audience was howling in laughter.  She punched him in 
+the kidneys.
+        "Please, miss," he cried and crawled about the ring with her on his 
+back.  She grabbed his hair and yanked.  He reared up and bucked her off, 
+loosing two handfuls of hair.  With a scream she flew into the audience.
+        "Krike," he muttered and stood up.  Everything had gone silent.  The 
+audience was staring at him.
+        "Good," he dusted his white uniform off.  "May I have your 
+attention.  I am looking for a most despicable person who calls himself 
+Whiskers.  I have a score to settle with him.  Do any of you know where I 
+might find him?"
+        The audience responded with laughter.  A short man pulled himself up 
+on the canvas and pointed a stubby finger at Johnni.
+        "How dare you interrupt my fight!" spittle flew from his mouth.  
+"Nibor, remove this idiot from the premises."  Johnni blinked as another man 
+came up on the ring.  A big man.  He removed his shirt.  Muscles leapt out 
+in all directions.  He began circling Johnni, waving his fists about.
+        "I have no fight with you," Johnni said, and received a belt in the 
+jaw.  Johnni sighed and hunkered down, circling Nibor with his fists out.
+        "This isn't really necessary," Johnni dodged a punch.  Nibor's eyes 
+widened and he gave Johnni a strong left to the jaw.  Johnni's mouth filled 
+with blood, but he didn't quite know where to spit it.
+        Nibor punched again, this time in the gut.  Bloody spittle 
+splattered his face.
+        "So sorry," Johnni apologized.  Nibor's face turned redder that the 
+blood covering it and charged.  Johnni gave him an uppercut to the chin.
+        Nibor collapsed.  He lifted his head, then fell back.
+        "I do apologize," Johnni turned back to the crowd.  "I just want to 
+know of a man named Whiskers.  If anybody can tell me . . . "
+        The little short man was jumping up and down.  "God damn bastard!  
+Nibor, you are fired!  Mooga, take this upper class fairy out of here!"
+        An entity came up on the ring.  It was short, covered with golden 
+fur, and had great big ears.  Johnni squinted at it.
+        "My word, you are one of those Eshlu creatures."  Mooga did not 
+respond.  It set it's feet in a peculiar manner and began circling.
+        "You know," Johnni knelt down to look it in the eye.  "You might 
+want to leave before you get hurt.  I'd hate to have to hit you."
+        Mooga's tiny fist shot out like lightning and impacted on Johnni's 
+chest.  There was a crack.
+        "Krike," Johnni said as the air rushed out of him.  Mooga struck 
+again, this time in the solar plexus.  Johnni doubled over.
+        "I don't think . . ." Mooga kicked him in the back of the head.  
+Johnni saw pretty little stars, then darkness.
+
+* * *
+
+        Johnni's eyes peeled open and slowly focused in on the glowplate 
+above him.  It flickered.  His head throbbed.  His back ached.
+        He peeled himself up from the cold, aluminium floor.  There were 
+bars before him.  Strong, tough, unyielding.  Johnni yanked at them to no 
+avail.
+        The cell was like a coffin, with barely enough room for him to sit 
+up.  A dark hallway was beyond the bars, and he seemed to be at least a 
+meter or two above the hall floor.
+        "Krike," he muttered.  The tiny room wasn't even fit for a dog.  A 
+particularly bad dog, in fact, who had become attached to a new 
+acquaintance's leg.  He laid back down and rubbed his hand over his face.
+        Something was missing.  Something bad.  Johnni tried to recall.  His 
+hand!  The ring!  His great grandfather's ring which had been given to him 
+by the Emperor!  It was gone.  It wasn't on the ring finger.  Or the pinkie.  
+Or even the thumb.  What had happened?
+        Adriana's blistering stare formed in his mind.  How was to he 
+explain.  He didn't quite remember where it had gone himself.  His stomach 
+knotted.  Then suddenly released.  Nothing was amiss.  The ring would be on 
+his other hand, of course.
+        He slowly brought his other hand into view.  Not there.  He turned 
+it around to see the other side.  Still not there.  Oh dear.  Adriana would 
+have him shot.  If, of course, she could find him.
+        But could he find himself?  Where was he?  What evil mastermind had 
+done this to him?
+        Aha.  Whiskers.  The fiendish mastermind who had kidnapped poor 
+Sapphy's father.  Obviously, Whiskers had kidnapped Johnni as well.  Then 
+sequestered him beneath the catacombs of his hilltop castle.
+        All fiendish masterminds had hilltop castles.  Well, most.  Johnni 
+had met a few fiendish masterminds that lurked in one bedroom suburban 
+flats.  But this was obviously not in a suburban flat.  Well, perhaps it 
+*was* a suburban flat.  Thus the ever so small jail cell slash torture 
+chamber.
+        Whatever the case, torture would be the order of the day.  So he had 
+to escape.  Johnni knelt up close to the bars and stuck his hands through.  
+Good.  They fit between the openings and would allow him to strangle the 
+fiendish mastermind's henchmen.  Then he would grab the keycard and escape, 
+rescue the father, and bring him safely back to Sapphy.
+        Luckily, his appointment wasn't till Thursday.  It must have been 
+Wednesday by now.  No time to wander through some enormous power plant for 
+his grandfather.
+        Footsteps.  A henchman was coming.  Johnni tensed up and made his 
+hands ready to shoot out at the fiend.
+        The fiend appeared.  Johnni's hands shot through the bars.  His 
+fingers dangled in mid-air.  The fiend watched him calmly from beyond a 
+little yellow line on the floor.
+        "If you would move your blamin' hands, I could open the blamin' 
+door," he said.  Johnni began to suspect something.  The fiend was curiously 
+dressed up just like a police officer.  Behind him were Davies and Sapphy.
+        "So sorry," Johnni drew his hands back in and the police officer 
+swiped a card across the bars, opening them.  Johnni jumped out.
+        "Sir," Davies shook his head, "I do wish you would confer with me 
+before venturing out on your own."
+        "Well you see, Davies, I had a job to do," Johnni said as they 
+walked down the hall into a room brimming with other policemen, desks, 
+computers, big ugly thugs, and strangely dressed women.
+        "Yes, Miss Sapphy has confessed her part in all of this to me," 
+Davies glanced at her.  Sapphy's head was wrapped up in a scarf and 
+sunglasses covered her eyes.  Johnni couldn't fail to notice that the light 
+in the room wasn't very bright.  "I have arranged your bail.  However, you 
+must appear in court in two weeks."
+        "For what?" Johnni stopped walking.
+        "Sir, you are charged with four counts of assault."
+        "But they started it!"
+        "Two of them women?"
+        "Well," Johnni stammered.  "Those women did in fact start the entire 
+mess.  If I weren't a gentlemen, I might think of charging them myself.  And 
+anyway, I really only assaulted the one big man.  I never touched the tiny 
+one who knocked me . . ." he glanced at Sapphy.  "The small furry person 
+seemed to get the jump on me."
+        "I shouldn't wonder," Davies said.  "The Eshlu have a highly ferric 
+bone structure."
+        "What does that mean?"
+        "Their bones are made of steel."  At the entryway, Davies turned to 
+Sapphy.  "Miss Sapphy, I must again ask you to inform the authorities here 
+of your circumstances."
+        Sapphy backed up against the wall, looking from side to side like a 
+hunted marmoset.  "No!  They said I mustn't tell anyone.  *Anyone,* Davies, 
+or they'd hurt father."
+        "Those vicious miscreants," Johnni gnashed his teeth and clenched 
+his fists.  "So you see the problem, Davies.  I'm her only hope."
+        "God help her," Davies muttered.
+        "Oh, and God too, of course.  While the bad guys only have Satan and 
+his little wizards behind them."
+        "Indeed, sir." Davies said.  "Miss Sapphy, you do realize that if 
+you do not inform the police, Lord Breakman here will be the only thing 
+standing between your father and death?"
+        "Yes," she said, and kissed Johnni on the cheek.  "I'm sure that he 
+will perform spectacularly."  Johnni blushed.
+        "Sapphy," Johnni smiled from ear to ear, "We will do everything in 
+our power to rescue your father."
+        "We?" asked Davies.
+        "We.  You and me.  We're a team.  We've done tremendous feat of 
+goodness.  Who rescued that young girl on the Herikan Bridge?"
+        "Lord Highwater, sir."
+        "Oh.  Then who bested the evil racketeers on Thobos?"
+        "The Thobian police, sir."
+        "Oh.  Then who retrieved the Diamond Chandelier of Duke Markosie 
+with only a few broken bits and cracks?"
+        "We did, sir, but half of it was destroyed.  When you dropped it, 
+sir."
+        "There you go," Johnni smiled.  "We have done tremendous feats of 
+goodness together.  Let's be off!"
+
+* * *
+
+        Johnny changed clothes in back of the limousine with the screen up 
+to prevent Sapphy from seeing any indecent bits.  As he pulled the screen 
+down, he saw that Sapphy was crouched down in the seat and Davies was 
+looking out the back.
+        "They're back," she whined, hands over her face.
+        "What is up?" Johnni tugged at his freshly starched collar.  Davies 
+loved starch.  Gobs of it.
+        "Sir," Davies turned back around.  "When Miss Sapphy and I came to 
+retrieve you from jail, a black vehicle started following us.  I picked up 
+the phone and dialed the police - then suddenly they vanished.  But they 
+appear to be back again."
+        Johnni looked back at the traffic.  Plenty of cars.  Red ones, green 
+ones, blue ones.  Then he saw a black car far behind.
+        "Shall I inform the police, sir?"
+        "No.  We can't risk the life of Sapphy's father.  But I have a plan.  
+Tell the driver to proceed normally.
+        "Sir, the driver is proceeding normally."
+        "Oh, well tell him to continue doing so until we get back home."
+        They continued on slightly normally until they ventured out of the 
+city and drove into Baron Mauswa's grounds.  Sapphy was still hunkered down, 
+and Johnni was watching them with binoculars.
+        "Davies, both the driver and the passenger appear to be wearing 
+funny hats.  Wide brims," Johnni said.
+        "Sir, those would be fedoras.  And if that is so, they are probably 
+Marcabian hit men.  The most dangerous criminals around."
+        "Good," Johnni said as they pulled into the driveway and got out.  
+Sapphy hit behind the other side of the car.
+        "What was your plan, sir?" Davies asked.
+        "This," Johnni pulled the driver from the limousine and jumped in 
+the seat.
+        "Sir, if you plan on following them, I must remind you that you have 
+an appointment today at three."
+        "I thought that was on Wednesday?"
+        "Today *is* Wednesday, sir.  The meeting is at the Pweeth Power 
+Plant.  Starting in Mr. Clypse's office."
+        "I'll try to be there." Johnni nodded, watching as the black car 
+turned and sped off from grounds.  Suddenly Sapphy pulled a pistol from her 
+handbag and crammed it in Johnni's hands.
+        "I can't take this," Johnni handed it back to her.
+        "But you'll need it," she told him.  He shook his head.
+        "Nonsense.  Someone might get hurt!" he slammed the door and floored 
+the accelerator, sending the seven meter long limousine careening off after 
+the sleek black sports car.
+
+* * *
+
+        Wheels whined and left a long, black streak of polymer on the road 
+as Johnni skidded onto the wide motorway.  The villains were far ahead of 
+him, somehow besting him through the winding dirt roads on the baron's 
+estate.
+        The limousine raced past several trucks.  The traffic was getting 
+thicker.  He swerved between two sedans and raced toward the sports car.
+        Johnni could see the two men in fedoras.  One was moving.  Climbing 
+into the back seat.  With something long in his hand.
+        "Speed, speed!" Johnni yelled. "I've go to get closer."  But luck 
+was on his side.  The sports car was slowing down.
+        Suddenly the Marcabian in the back seat began kicking at the rear 
+window.  It popped out, and he stuck the long thing through the hole.  It 
+was a gun.
+        "Krike!"  A stream of pencil-thin laser blasts ricocheted off the 
+windows.  Sensor lights erupted all over the dashboard, indicating that the 
+limousine's armor was under assault.  Obviously the baron had spent a good 
+deal of cash on the car.
+        Suddenly the sports car swerved into another lane.  The fedoraed 
+Marcabian hung out of the window, aiming at the tires.
+        "No!" Johnni yelled, hitting the accelerator and turning the wheel.  
+The front corner of the behemoth slammed into the sports cars rear end and 
+the gun flew out of the Marcabians hands, clattering under Johnni's tires.
+        The lights flashed again.  The car was telling him that a foreign 
+object had punctured and wedged itself into, what it considered, a vital 
+portion of the vehicle.
+        "Ooops," Johnni muttered.  The sports car accelerated and the 
+dangling Marcabian dragged himself back inside.  It changed several lanes 
+and raced off the freeway.  Johnni followed, spewing dechlorinated water 
+from behind.  The laser weapon had ripped open a hole into the jacuzzi near 
+the trunk.
+        They sped along city streets lined with skyscrapers, dodging cabs 
+and an occasional cyclists.  The sports car was gaining.  Johnni slammed the 
+accelerator harder, but to no avail.  They turned sharply, and he took out a 
+fire hydrant in the same move.
+        He glanced at the newly created fountain in his rear view mirror and 
+shrugged.  Then he turned his attention in front of him.  Bad.
+        Traffic.  Lots of it.  All stopped at a red light.  The Marcabians 
+had stopped, wedged between two trucks.  The limo screamed as Johnni tried 
+to stop it.  It stopped barely in time, just touching a red convertible's 
+bumper.
+        "Gotcha," Johnni opened the door.  The Marcabians were only ten 
+meters away and they weren't going anywhere.  But then the noise started.
+        A terrible whine followed by a furnace blast of wind hit Johnni.  
+Suddenly the sports car lifted up into the air, wobbled a bit, sailed over 
+the traffic, and set down beyond the intersection.
+        "I *hate* jump jets!" Johnni lamented and hurled himself back in the 
+limousine.   He slammed the gears in reverse and floored it.  He barely 
+avoided compacting an already compact car and mounted the sidewalk.
+        He accelerated down the sidewalk, smashing newspaper stands, 
+crushing kiosks, and leaving a red hot trail of sparks where the right side 
+of the limousine met the sides of the buildings.  By the time two more fire 
+hydrants were demolished, he had a clean view of the villain.  They were a 
+quarter of a kilometer down the street.
+        Johnni gulped.  He would never catch them.  But he had to try.
+        They turned down another street.  At full acceleration, he made the 
+turn.  Almost.  There was a terrible rending and crashing noise from behind 
+him and he began to spin.  He noticed a slight draft.
+        The limousine came out of the spin and he was moving in their 
+direction.  And catching up with them.  He was going faster.  Johnni 
+smiled.  He looked back to see what had made the terrible noise and the 
+smile disappeared.
+        The slight draft was explained by what he could see at the corner.  
+A mangled light post lay in the middle of the road, wrapped up in what 
+appeared to be the back half of the vehicle.  The truck, the jacuzzi, the 
+seats, the wet bar, the refrigerator, and several other accommodations 
+littered the road.  Including the rear axle.  Luckily the car had ten sets 
+of wheels.
+        He was gaining on them.  So much so, in fact, that he slammed into 
+them.  The little sports car swerved away and turned down another street.  
+Johnni grinned and turned the corner.
+        There was a little old lady crossing the street up ahead, arms laden 
+with groceries and wrapped up with twenty leashes connected to twenty 
+yapping dogs.  The Marcabians were barreling straight for her.
+        "Vile . . . evil . . ." Johnni muttered when he saw their 
+intentions.  He raced up along side them and yanked the wheel.  One side of 
+the sports car collapsed and it flipped over, smashing into a building.
+        "Ha," Johnni laughed, then eyes widened as he saw the little old 
+lady straight in front of him.  He slammed on the brakes, turned the wheel, 
+and flipped the now five meter long limousine.  Smash.  It was airborne.  
+Smash.  It was bouncing.
+        The limousine bounced over the little old lady and her dogs and 
+sailed sideways into a dumptruck, knocking it over on its side.  Johnni hung 
+upside down for a moment, then looked around.
+        The lady finished crossing the street, completely unaware that 
+anything had happened.  The sports car was in a mangled heap, halfway inside 
+of a department store.  A confused little man in a grey jumpsuit stumbled 
+out of the dumptruck and scratched his head.
+        Johnni extricated himself from the baron's very expensive wreckage 
+and ran to the sports car.  There was no way they could have survived.  He 
+peered inside.  They were gone.  But he saw a white card in the floorboard 
+and picked it up.
+        Screams pierced his ears.  They were from inside the store.  He 
+squeezed through the aperture and saw the men, one armed, running through 
+the aisles knocking over customers.
+        "Come back here and fight like men!" Johnni screamed at them.  The 
+armed one whipped around and level a volley of laser fire at him.
+        Johnni jumped behind a hat display, which was promptly incinerated.  
+Flaming bits of woolen caps fell on him.  There were more screams.
+        Johnni poked his head above the wreckage.  They were running into 
+the "Girls: 12-16" region.  He raced after them.
+        They ran through a door.  He followed.  More screams.  It was 
+brightly lit and there were tons of mirrors.  Girls in bras and panties were 
+throwing things at him.
+        "So sorry, excuse me, so sorry, I do apologize," he ran through the 
+dressing room.  An emergency door was closing.  He raced through it and came 
+out into an alley.
+        Two figures disappeared around a corner.  He chased after them and 
+saw them running down steps into a subway station.
+        Johnni had them now.  All he had to do was . . .
+        He leapt on the banister and slid down, down past the two 
+Marcabians, down past the end of the rail, straight into a turnstile.  
+Sprawled on the floor, he watched the two evil men race by and go into a 
+subway car.  The doors swished close behind them.
+        The car began to move.  Johnni leapt on it's side, his fingernails 
+gouged into it's metallic casing.  He pulled himself up higher and laid 
+prone on the roof.
+        The acceleration increased.  Johnni started to slide back.  His foot 
+caught on a cable and he slid off the car.
+        All the breath in his lungs spewed out as the cable yanked his leg, 
+then slammed him into the back of the subway car.  And slammed him again as 
+it stopped.
+        In a haze he saw the two Marcabians exit the car and run into the 
+new station.  He pulled himself up, released his leg from the cable, and 
+crashed into the tracks below.
+        Johnni struggled to his feet and looked around.  They were running 
+up the steps to the surface.
+        He bolted after them.  His leg throbbed.  His stomach was in knots.  
+His eyes couldn't quite focus.  But he still ran.
+        Air.  Fresh air hit him.  Sunlight.  Large buildings.  Squat.  
+Warehouses.  Industrial buildings.  A low throbbing sound that vibrated his 
+bones.  The street was empty.  He knelt and breathed deeply.
+        "Krike," he gasped.  He had lost them.  If only . . .
+        A door to a building was closing.  That must be it.  He ran.  His 
+lungs burned.  Sweat poured into his eyes.  He yanked the door open.
+        Huge pipes spewed steam everywhere.  The bone vibrating sound was 
+coming from here.  Big metal things moved up and down and sideways.  Two 
+figures disappeared into the mist.  He yelled.  They fired.  He ducked.  
+They missed.
+        He raced off into the cloud and up metal steps that were immediately 
+in front of him.  He could here the Marcabians metallic footsteps clanging 
+up beyond.  He came to a door that was closing and threw himself in.
+        "Lord Breakman . . ." Davies stood up from a blue couch.  Three 
+other men were sitting next to him with briefcases and business suits.  
+Beyond them a secretary sat at a desk.  ". . . you are five minutes late, 
+sir.  Mr. Clypse is eager to have us tour the power plant as soon as 
+possible."
+        Johnni blinked.  "I think I just toured it," he blinked again.  Just 
+great.  He had lost the kidnappers, he had lost Adriana's ring, and now he 
+was going to actually have to do what he was paid for - i.e., work.
+
+END OF PART ONE
+
+
+
+Born a Bastard
+Copyright (c) 1995, Ed Davis
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+
+                                  BORN A BASTARD
+                                    by Ed Davis
+
+
+         The labor pains were growing in intensity and were closer together
+      now.  The slender red head with the sprinkle of freckles dusting her
+      nose and cheeks clenched her hands even tighter and tried very hard not
+      to cry out again.  Looking between her upraised and wide spread knees
+      she saw that the doctor shook his head each time an anguished cry
+      escaped the control she had been battling to maintain.  Through the red
+      veil of agony that had become her world, old memories returned to carry
+      her back along her own trail of tears.  Pain was not new to the
+      nineteen year old.  Her mother's departure for greener pastures
+      thirteen years earlier had been the beginning.
+         Life slid downward for the family and finally crashed to the bottom
+      when her father had placed them all with The Children's Home Society
+      for adoption.  She was the eldest and kept her memories of how things
+      had been.  She also kept the child like hope that each dawn would bring
+      her father, like a gallant knight, to rescue them.  Her hopes died a
+      slow death and she finally abandoned them when her brother and sister
+      were adopted.  She was totally alone, her family destroyed.
+         The old pain faded to the background as the unstoppable power of
+      nature and the baby's will to be born pushed the small head through her
+      pelvis.  She felt as if someone was pulling on each of her knees and
+      she prayed silently that they would soon stop.  Her narrow hips were
+      aching from the hours of spread eagled captivity and labor agony.
+         Suddenly, as if from another room, she heard the wail of a baby.
+      Someone has had her baby, she thought.  Her mind had finally retreated
+      from the pain.
+         She opened her eyes and was surprised to see the doctor, standing
+      now, holding a blood covered form of a baby.  She looked more closely
+      and realized that the infant still had a cord protruding from its
+      middle.  My baby is here, she realized.  She moved her hands to her
+      suddenly deflated belly and her senses caught up with the reality that
+      had occurred without her conscious participation.  It was over.
+         The doctor plopped the new born down on her flattened stomach and
+      began tying the umbilical cord.  Three deft moves and the baby was an
+      independent human, no longer kept alive by the slender lifeline
+      attached to its tiny body.
+         "It's a boy."  The voice belonged to the nurse with the pleasant
+      eyes and friendly smile.  The white delivery room costumes robbed the
+      medical people of their identity but their voices gave them away.  The
+      doctor nodded his affirmation and resumed his out of sight position
+      between the new mother's knees.  He was nearly done and the night would
+      soon become day.  He detested having to be on call, but in a time when
+      people had very little money they had even less for doctors.  His
+      position with The Salvation Army Home was to be envied, not looked down
+      upon.  He just hated the idea of bringing nothing but bastards into the
+      world.
+         The morning sun filled the drab room with yellow light and woke the
+      new mother.  She slid her hands across the unaccustomed flatness of her
+      stomach and smiled.  He really is here.  Now I have someone of my own,
+      and he will always love me.  No matter what all the stuffed shirts
+      around here think, we will stay together.
+         She turned to watch one of the grey and white nurses glide down the
+      long ward.   They all moved with the same motion.  They did not walk,
+      they moved more like they were ice skating.
+         From her position at the end of the long room she could watch the
+      long skirted nurse for a long time, as she moved gracefully down the
+      isle between the beds.  Some of the beds were occupied, supporting a
+      burden of pregnancy swollen young woman.  The sleeping figures remained
+      motionless while the passing nurse went on her way.
+         Most of the beds were empty but there were still too many full, the
+      nurse reflected, as she passed through the swinging doors at the end of
+      the ward.  Kids never learn.
+         The passage of the nurse brought the new mother back to the sharp
+      edged reality of her dilemma.  Now that her baby was here, in the stark
+      world of missed meals and cold nights and no longer safely hidden,
+      decisions had to be made.  A place to stay, a job, someone to care for
+      Him, and a whole world of problems faced her.  She was too confused and
+      exhausted to battle the world.  Must be the stuff the doctor gave me,
+      she rationalized, as a form of sleep embraced her and carried her to a
+      less pressing world.  The world of dreams.
+         Her first remembrance, as always, was the warmth and joy of her
+      first encounter with the baby's father.  She basked in the warm feeling
+      again and recalled the happiness she felt when he would arrive at her
+      foster parent's home to take her out.  They usually went to a movie and
+      then had a coke.  Later, before he returned her to her house, they
+      would drive to one of the out of the way spots frequented by their
+      generation.  Gentle touches and unsure caresses gave way, over the
+      weeks, to more assured and more daring explorations.  Finally, the
+      familiarity became intimacy and a new and strange pleasure was added to
+      her limited experience.
+         Three months later, with her monthly periods stopped and her heart
+      thudding in her chest, she listened while the sober faced doctor told
+      her she was pregnant.  Suddenly the weekly minutes of pleasure carried
+      a new and more expensive price tag.  She returned to her job at the
+      tobacco processing plant and waited impatiently for Friday.
+         That Friday, the last one in September, ended more than a month.
+      Her stolen months of affection and its accompanying warmth and
+      closeness were shattered when her young lover told her that he still
+      had four years of college to attend before he could even think about
+      marriage and he was not even thinking about changing those plans.  She
+      was once again on her own.  Since she had broached the subject prior to
+      their customary arrival in their quiet place, she did not even have one
+      last memory to carry back with her.  She was not sure she wanted the
+      last time, but she ached for the suddenly lost closeness.  Her world
+      was suddenly just like it used to be, only now she was pregnant.  She
+      watched her first love drive away into the cold darkness and felt a
+      part of her life depart as well.
+         The world of dreams was invaded by the confusion of reality.  Time
+      to feed the baby.
+         The small form, less wrinkled now that his skin was dried and
+      lightly oiled, lay in her arm and wrapped his small lips around the
+      brown nipple of her breast and filled her being with a new and totally
+      different feeling.
+         As the infant fed, she watched and renewed her pledge to herself
+      that some how they would stay together.  She would not abandon her
+      baby.  Not like her mother had done.
+      
+         Six months later, the reality of being a mother and not a wife began
+      to overwhelm the new mother.  She returned to the only source of hope
+      and help she knew, The Children's Home Society.  She was determined
+      that her baby would have a home and knew she could not provide that
+      home.  She had come to the decision to give her baby up for adoption.
+         One small bag carried the infant's meager possessions, when his
+      mother handed him over to a uniformed nurse who would place him in a
+      foster home until his adoption was arranged.  The nurse carried the
+      slim child in one arm and managed the small bag easily with her other
+      hand.  "He'll be better off, now."
+         The words were intended to comfort but they demolished what was left
+      of the young mother's resolve and the tears flooded out.  She retreated
+      from the home, vowing to return and get her baby back one day, like a
+      knight arriving in the nick of time.
+      
+         At six foot three and nearly two hundred and twenty pounds, the man
+      towered over the nine month old infant tugging at his pant leg.  For
+      the fourth time the giant man bent down and pulled the small fingers
+      loose from his cuff.  He handed the small, blonde child to the waiting
+      matron again.
+         For the fourth time the matron tired of the wriggling burden and
+      released him back to the less confining plateau like flatness of the
+      floor.  The child rolled from his padded bottom and attacked the
+      distance separating him from the towering man.  What had worked before,
+      worked again.  The exhilaration of the ascent to the towering heights
+      was the same, but the result was different.  This time the strong hands
+      continued to hold him, he was not summarily delivered to the matron.
+      The sensations were pleasing, even to a child who knew nothing about
+      the intellectual aspect of sensations or pleasure.
+         Soon the child felt himself being returned to the matron.  The man
+      was leaving.  He wanted a new born baby, and none were available.  The
+      tall man and his wife left.
+         The couple shared their disappointment in silence as they started
+      the sixty mile trip to their home.  The miles slipped past in the
+      gathering darkness, and the couples thoughts were still behind them,
+      the distance growing with each minute.
+         "He's not a baby," she opened the conversation.
+         "I know... Let's go back and get him."
+         "Let's."
+      
+         The adoption proceeded.  The small boy went to live with the tall
+      man and his wife.  The faint memories, sensations really, of a freckled
+      breast and the warmth of another woman's touch faded into the back of
+      the child's mind with the flood of new and pleasing sensations.
+         The boy prospered.  His mother would have been pleased with the
+      stability and security of his new home.
+         Years passed swiftly for the tall man and his family.  The secret of
+      the child's slightly tainted origin held and its importance faded.
+      
+         The kitchen was still the same.  The formica topped table and the
+      red plastic chairs were exactly where they were a few seconds earlier.
+      The only difference was the conversation that had just taken place.
+      That conversation had flipped the world for the twelve year old boy.
+      Everything and everyone who had made his world stable was suddenly
+      changed.  He had just discovered he was adopted.
+         "That's how we got you."  Those words destroyed all of the boy's
+      reality and he instantly felt totally alone.  All relatives and family
+      friends were suddenly strangers.  If he was adopted, all his relatives
+      were elsewhere.  The woman standing before him was just that, and
+      definitely not his mother.  Besides that, he reasoned, she's been
+      living a lie for years.
+         The woman who eleven years earlier had returned to arrange for the
+      adoption of a small child who liked to climb pant legs, knew she had
+      made a radical mistake.  She had been given little advice by The
+      Children's Home Society on how to deal with this situation.  The wisdom
+      of the time was that adoptees were never to be informed, denial was
+      better than truth.  Now when she was without the presence of her
+      husband and faced with a bewildered child she was lost.
+         Years of reflection have brought a tentative peace to the boy and
+      have left many questions unresolved.
+         How many other children have been treated the same way, over the
+      years?
+         How many agencies are still using the same wisdom today?
+         How many mothers of relinquished children wish things were
+      different?
+      
+         The list of questions is as endless as the list of adoptees would
+      be, if all adoptees were known.
+         Or if all adoptees knew.   
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+
+
+The Veil
+Copyright (c) 1995, Tamara
+All Rights Reserved
+
+
+The Veil
+ 
+sacrificial three part harmony
+a destiny of twisted lives
+braided in a silver chain
+a testament of matrimony
+taken cross the threshold
+of a never ending mind
+The illusion speaks of golden mists
+of silver cords, of wedded bliss
+but down thru ages long foretold
+a glimpse through veils that cant be sold
+our lives are intertwined by chance
+a testament of circumstance
+Though the veil is all I see
+By chance?  Or synchronicity?
+ 
+Written 9/5/92 by Tamara (c)
+
+
+Farmer's Market
+Copyright (c) 1994, Albert Johnston
+All rights reserved
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+
+
+                     Farmer's Market
+ 
+                   The child of eight
+                   strains to lift
+                   the heavy crates.
+                   While his father
+                   who drives
+                   the truck talks to us
+                   of the last woman
+                   he had.
+
+
+Gertrude Offered Herself
+Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki
+All rights reserved
+
+
+Gertrude Offered Herself
+------------------------
+ 
+He and Gertrude
+Thought it would be romantic
+to take on the lassitude of the Autumn
+        fell on each other
+        laughing - left no 
+        leaf unturned
+
+
+Morbidity As a Friend    
+Copyright (c) 1989, Tommy Van Hook
+All rights reserved
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+
+
+                      Morbidity As A Friend
+                    By Tommy Van Hook, 9/7/89
+           Copyright 1989, Birchleaf Productions Ltd.
+
+
+                            The blade
+                           The bullet
+                            The rope
+                      My friends these are
+
+               Give me life ending - never-ending
+                    Show me darkness eternal
+                    Slow my heartbeat quickly
+                      Capture my lifeblood
+
+                         Spill my blood
+                        Scatter my brain
+                         Steal my breath
+                          Be my friend
+                     Handcuff me with death
+
+                    It's a hard life to love
+
+
+                                                                                
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+
+
+
+Top Ten List
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved 
+
+
+ Top Ten Most Frequently Used Pick-Up Lines In E-Mail               
+
+ 10. "People are always telling me I could be Brad Pitt's twin."
+  9. "I'm such a baaaaad girl!"                                    
+  8. "I'm not wearing anything but a smiley face . . . "         
+  7. "I've got to go to cheerleading practice."      
+  6. "My wife just doesn't understand me!"                          
+  5. "Wanna come play in the MUD with me?"           
+  4. "Let's download each other's GIFs."                           
+  3. "Your home page makes me soooo hot!"           
+  2. "I write for Computer Currents Magazine."         
+  1. "I'm female."                                     
+
+(c) 1995 Joe DeRouen.  All rights reserved.
+
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+ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ
+
+
+
+
+ There are several different ways to get STTS magazine.
+
+
+ SysOps:
+
+ Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed
+ elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name,
+ city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and
+ where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME,
+ Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you
+ on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each
+ month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine.
+ If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't
+ wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either
+ case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist.  site list for
+ the next issue of the magazine.
+
+ (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about
+  the nets)
+
+
+ Users:
+
+ You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in
+ DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't
+ listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you.
+ (the subscription, of course, is free)
+
+
+
+ If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a
+ monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for 
+ $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars).
+
+ Subscriptions should be mailed to:
+
+               Joe DeRouen
+               3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+               Addison, Tx. 75244
+               U.S.A. 
+
+
+ Submission Information
+ ----------------------
+
+
+ We're looking for a few good writers.
+
+ Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're
+ interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most
+ anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, 
+ and RIP art.
+
+ STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms
+ and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing,
+ innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts.
+
+ As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions!  
+
+ In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to
+ submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee
+ will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also
+ given to staff and contributing writers.
+
+ In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a yearly "best of"
+ contest, where the best published stories and articles in three
+ categories will receive substantial cash prizes. 
+
+ These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first yearly
+ awards were presented in the July 1994 issue. 
+
+ Honorariums, yearly cash awards, award winners selection processes, and
+ Contributor BBS access is explained below:
+
+
+HONORARIUM
+
+ Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will
+ received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more
+ of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. 
+
+ As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will
+ increase, as will the yearly award amounts.
+
+
+   Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each.
+   Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+   Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each
+
+
+ You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be
+ donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+ Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums.
+
+ * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and
+   anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category.
+
+
+YEARLY CASH AWARD
+
+ Once a year, In July, the staff of STTS magazine will meet and vote on
+ the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the last six
+ issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher included) gets
+ one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in each category. 
+
+ In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award.
+
+ Winners will be announced in the July issue of the magazine. 
+
+ Yearly prize amounts
+ --------------------
+
+ Fiction         $50.00
+ Non-fiction      25.00
+ Poetry           25.00
+
+
+ The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash
+ award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused
+ cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society.
+
+
+STTS BBS
+
+  Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40
+  access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2
+  hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload
+  ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload
+  ratio of 10:1.
+
+  Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special
+  private STTS Staff conference on the BBS.
+
+
+LIMITATIONS
+
+  STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for
+  publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify
+  for contention in the yearly awards.
+
+  Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at
+  a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee.
+
+
+RIGHTS
+
+ The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property
+ of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase"
+ format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well
+ as the elec. version)
+
+ Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it
+ will appear in STTS.
+
+ Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80
+ columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but
+ keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. <Grin>
+
+ Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except
+ in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might
+ develop. 
+
+ Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're
+ interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a
+ full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk.
+
+ ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as
+ it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time,
+ as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each
+ month.
+
+ In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's
+ of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article
+ comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for
+ example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your
+ own such modem really wouldn't be.
+
+ Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either.
+ Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction,
+ non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS.
+
+ Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has
+ an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll
+ incorporate it into STTS.
+
+ Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can
+ reach me through any of the following methods:
+
+
+         Contact Points
+         --------------
+
+  CompuServe      - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732
+
+  The Internet    - My E_Mail address is: jderouen@crl.com
+
+  RIME            - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to
+                    this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's
+                    carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you
+                    can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through
+                    The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry
+                    Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a
+                    ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand
+                    corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. 
+
+  Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight
+                    Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry
+                    Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If
+                    your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route
+                    the message to me automatically via the same way as
+                    described above for RIME. In either case, address
+                    all correspondence to: Joe derouen. 
+
+  WME Net         - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat
+                    conference. Address all correspondence to:
+                    Joe Derouen.
+
+  My BBS          - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud.
+                    (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the
+                    STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or
+                    just about any other method you choose. Address all
+                    correspondence to: Joe Derouen.
+
+  US Mail         - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing
+                    submissions to:
+
+                    Joe DeRouen
+                    3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+                    Addison, Tx. 75244
+                    U.S.A.
+
+
+    Advertising
+    -----------
+
+ Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's
+ across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the
+ United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. 
+
+ Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that
+ they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the
+ USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, 
+ Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia.
+
+ It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and
+ Pen & Brush Networks.
+
+ Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available
+ to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other 
+ networks and BBS's.
+
+ If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of
+ people all across the world, this is your opportunity!
+
+ Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available
+ in four different formats:
+
+
+
+
+ 1) Personal Advertisements  (NON-Business)
+    -----------------------
+
+ Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each
+ additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be
+ as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. 
+
+ Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They
+ should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a
+ price and a method of contacting you. 
+
+ ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted.
+
+ Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business
+ readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to
+ advertise a non-profit event. 
+
+ BBS ads are considered business ads.
+
+
+ 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We're accepting business advertisements in STTS.  If you're interested
+ in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is
+ $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means
+ listed under Contact Points.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+ 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    ---------------------
+
+ We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up
+ right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to
+ read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the
+ magazine, for further perusement by the reader.
+
+ A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in
+ both ANSI and ASCII formats.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is
+ free. 
+
+
+ 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal)
+    -----------------
+
+ Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current
+ issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well
+ as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries.
+
+ Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The
+ rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI
+ format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this
+ advertising option.
+
+ If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is
+ free.
+
+
+
+    Advertisement Specifications
+    ----------------------------
+
+ Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and
+ may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. 
+
+ Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI
+ ads should not use extensive animation. 
+
+ If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your
+ own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of
+ $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If
+ you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt
+ to put you into contact with someone who can. 
+
+
+
+  Contact Points
+  --------------
+
+
+  You can contact me through any of the following addresses.
+
+
+  Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS
+  (214) 620-8793  12/24/96/14,400 Baud
+
+  CompuServe: 73654,1732
+
+  InterNet: jderouen@crl.com          
+
+  Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT
+  P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference
+                      or any other conference
+
+  WME Net: Net Chat conference
+
+  PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT
+  RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner
+
+  US Mail:  Joe DeRouen
+            3910 Farmville Dr. # 144
+            Addison, Tx. 75244
+            U.S.A.
+
+
+
+    You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's.
+    BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and
+    downloading unless otherwise marked.
+
+    * = On-Line Only
+    # = Download Only
+
+
+    United States
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows
+    Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area)
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen
+    Phone    ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud)
+
+    (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically)
+
+    BBS Name ........... ModemNews
+    Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green
+    Phone    ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Party Line, The
+    Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney 
+    Phone    ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Left-Hand Path, The                
+    Location ........... Seattle, Washington                
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Pruitt               
+    Phone    ........... (206) 783-4668 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy
+    Location ........... Bangor, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin
+    Phone    ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS
+    Location ........... Caribou, Maine
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Collins
+    Phone    ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS
+    Location ........... Manhattan, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy
+    Phone    ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion
+    Location ........... New York, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison
+    Phone    ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wamblyville       
+    Location ........... Los Angeles, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski
+    Phone    ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS   
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas        
+    SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade       
+    Phone    ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Archives On-line
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia
+    Phone    ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... BBS America
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS
+    Location ........... Rowlett, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon
+    Phone    ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Blue Moon         
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang
+    Phone    ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored!
+    Location ........... Sachse, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy
+    Phone    ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse
+    Phone    ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Foreplay Online                             
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas                     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sean Goldsberry         
+    Phone    ........... (214) 306-7493 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Online Syndication Services BBS           
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas                      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Lokke                 
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-8425 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST)
+    Location ........... Plano, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall
+    Phone    ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... User-2-User
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Wild Fire BBS
+    Location ........... Dallas, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Archie Parker
+    Phone    ........... (214) 272-3748 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K
+    Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher                         
+    Phone    ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds    
+    Phone    ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS
+    Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer   
+    Phone    ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS   
+    Location ........... Frederick, Maryland 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright     
+    Phone    ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... The "us" Project
+    Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware
+    SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD
+    Phone    ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The
+    Location ........... Parker, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione 
+    Phone    ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS
+    Location ........... Aurora, Colorado
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark
+    Phone    ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint
+    Location ........... Miami, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman
+    Phone    ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The
+    Location ........... Chicago, Illinois   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla    
+    Phone    ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... O & E Online                     
+    Location ........... Livoign, Michigan      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day         
+    Phone    ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Family Connection, The                        
+    Location ........... St. Louis, Missouri               
+    SysOp(s) ........... John Askew              
+    Phone    ........... (314) 544-4628 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PsychoBABBLE BBS  
+    Location ........... Massena, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Doug LaGarry
+    Phone    ........... (315) 764-719 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS
+    Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements
+    Phone    ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS
+    Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin   
+    Phone    ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The
+    Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa
+    Phone    ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The
+    Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... College Board, The     
+    Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell 
+    Phone    ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Treasures                
+    Location ........... Longwood, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly        
+    Phone    ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The     
+    Location ........... San Jose, California      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz 
+    Phone    ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Matrix Online Service                
+    Location ........... San Jose, California               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Daryl Perry               
+    Phone    ........... (408) 265-4660 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS        
+    Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers    
+    Phone    ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN
+    Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch
+    Phone    ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The
+    Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer
+    Phone    ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS
+    Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey
+    Phone    ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The
+    Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford
+    Phone    ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS  
+    Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson         
+    Phone    ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Exec-PC
+    Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The
+    Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips
+    Phone    ........... (414) 499-6646 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS
+    Location ........... San Francisco, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz
+    Phone    ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery  
+    Location ........... Redwood City, California  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley   
+    Phone    ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The   
+    Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon      
+    Phone    ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The        
+    Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford     
+    Phone    ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Independence, Oregon       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson
+    Phone    ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield
+    Phone    ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS        
+    Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell      
+    Phone    ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS     
+    Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith  
+    Phone    ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Society BBS
+    Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser
+    Phone    ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The
+    Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett
+    Phone    ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS  
+    Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim
+    Phone    ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations
+    Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton
+    Phone    ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine       
+    Location ........... Spokane, Washington   
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman
+    Phone    ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The 
+    Location ........... Selden, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves
+    Phone    ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The     
+    Location ........... New Lebanon, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette                               
+    Phone    ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Integrity Online      
+    Location ........... Schenectady, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS          
+    Location ........... Altamont, New York          
+    SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto                             
+    Phone    ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mission Control BBS       
+    Location ........... Flagstaff, Arizona       
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kevin Echstenkamper                       
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1854 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (602) 527-1863 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The  
+    Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond                             
+    Phone    ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The
+    Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert
+    Phone    ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Princessland BBS                  
+    Location ........... Wenonah, New Jersey               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Pamela & Rick Forsythe  
+    Phone    ........... (609) 464-1421 (2400 baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Revision Systems         
+    Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey  
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda
+    Phone    ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar 18              
+    Location ........... Columbus, Ohio             
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap
+    Phone    ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Channel 1
+    Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes
+    SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Arlington, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert
+    Phone    ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One
+    Location ........... Manassas, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko
+    Phone    ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Market Hotline, The
+    Location ........... Rodford, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Mintun
+    Phone    ........... (703) 633-2178 (28.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS
+    Location ........... Burke, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS
+    Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona
+    Phone    ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The
+    Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny
+    Phone    ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate  
+    Location ........... Wise, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Allio
+    Phone    ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The
+    Location ........... Augusta, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch
+    Phone    ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Zarno Board  
+    Location ........... Martinez, Georiga
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari    
+    Phone    ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs
+    Location ........... Sonoma County, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane
+    Phone    ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Happy Trails
+    Location ........... Orange, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Don Inglehart
+    Phone    ........... (714) 547-0719 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS
+    Location ........... San Clemente, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS  
+    Location ........... York, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg
+    Phone    ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS    
+    Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania
+    SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner
+    Phone    ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The      
+    Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein 
+    Phone    ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS
+    Location ........... Bronx, New York
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS
+    Location ........... St. George, Utah 
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler
+    Phone    ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Regulator, The     
+    Location ........... Charleston, South Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steve Coker           
+    Phone    ........... (803) 571-1100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The
+    Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich              
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... TDOR#2
+    Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Short
+    Phone    ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The
+    Location ........... Myakka City, Florida     
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon
+    Phone    ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Syllables        
+    Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida      
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones 
+    Phone    ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Nightline I & II    
+    Location ........... Crystal Lake, Illinois
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron Pena    
+    Phone    ........... (815) 356-7061 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (815) 356-7062 (14.4k baud)  
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard
+    Phone    ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud)
+
+ #  BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum
+    Location ........... Arlington, Texas
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud)
+    Phone    ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS  
+    Location ........... Destin, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Ron James
+    Phone    ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS   
+    Location ........... Citra, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick
+    Phone    ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Star Fire                        
+    Location ........... Jacksonville, Florida               
+    SysOp(s) ........... Bruce Allan               
+    Phone    ........... (904) 260-8825 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The  
+    Location ........... Ocala, Florida
+    SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud)  
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates      
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS
+    Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina
+    SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright
+    Phone    ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Outlands, The    
+    Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska
+    SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates    
+    Phone    ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud)
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud)  
+    Phone    ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud)    
+
+    BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine  
+    Location ........... Riverside, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez
+    Phone    ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS              
+    Location ........... San Jacinto, California
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling
+    Phone    ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Image Center, The           
+    Location ........... Ardsley, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive
+    Phone    ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc.           
+    Location ........... Larchmont, New York    
+    SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer 
+    Phone    ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Canada
+    ------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online       
+    Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro   
+    Phone    ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Source-Online
+    Location ........... British Columbia, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Chris Barrett
+    Phone    ........... (604) 758-4643 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Encode Online
+    Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis
+    Phone    ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud)
+ 
+    BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den                          
+    Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada
+    SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik  
+    Phone    ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud)
+
+
+    United Kingdom
+    --------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The
+    Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland
+    Phone    ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS
+    Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs
+    Phone    ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Almac BBS          
+    Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom
+    SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre
+    Phone    ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    Finland
+    -------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS
+    Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud)
+    Phone    ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud)  
+
+
+    Portugal       
+    --------
+
+    BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional
+    Location .......... Queluz, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente  
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud)
+
+    BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS  
+    Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge
+    Phone    .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud)
+
+    BBS Name ........... Mailhouse 
+    Location ........... Loures, Portugal
+    SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos
+    Phone    ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud)
+
+
+    South America
+    -------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local)
+    Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay
+    SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater 
+    Phone    ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud)
+
+
+    Saudi Arabia
+    ------------
+
+    BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS                                      
+    Location ........... Dammam City         
+    SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa        
+    Phone    ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud)
+
+
+
+    SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the
+           many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this
+           issue.
+
+
+
+ 
+
+STTS Net Report
+Copyright (c) 1995, Joe DeRouen
+All rights reserved
+
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+<HTML>
+<TITLE>T E X T F I L E S</TITLE>
+<BODY BGCOLOR="#000000" TEXT="#00FF00" LINK="#00FF00" ALINK="#00AA00" VLINK="#00AA00">
+<H1>Electronic Magazines</H1>
+<P>
+<P>
+<TABLE WIDTH=100%>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#00FF00><FONT COLOR=#000000><B>Filename</B><BR></FONT></TD>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#00DD00><FONT COLOR=#000000><B>Size</B><BR></FONT></TD>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#00AA00><FONT COLOR=#000000><B>Description of the Textfile</B><BR></TD></TR>
+<tab indent=60 id=T><br>
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SUB/sub00.phk">sub00.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2541<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SUB/sub01.phk">sub01.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9610<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SUB/sub02.phk">sub02.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 10920<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SUB/sub03.phk">sub03.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2037<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SUB/sub04.phk">sub04.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 1313<BR><TD> 
+</TABLE><P><TABLE WIDTH=100%><TR><TD ALIGN=RIGHT><SMALL>There are 5 files for a total of 26,421 bytes.</SMALL></TABLE><P>
+<B>Note on this directory:</B> I am <I>very</I> aware there are a lot
+of doubled files, and files desperately needing some editing. When I
+have personally verified which of two files is the more complete, I
+will make it the "canonical" version. Currently, I am just trying to
+compile a rough, "version 1.0" version of my textfile collection,
+with as little lost data as possible; this will be refined in the near
+future. Volunteers are always welcome.
+
+</BODY>
+</HTML>
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SUB/.windex.html b/textfiles.com/magazines/SUB/.windex.html
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+<HTML>
+<TITLE>T E X T F I L E S</TITLE>
+<BODY BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#000000" LINK="#000000" ALINK="#004400" VLINK="#004400">
+<H1>Electronic Magazines</H1>
+<P>
+<P>
+<TABLE WIDTH=100%>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#000000><FONT COLOR=#FFFFFF><B>Filename</B><BR></FONT></TD>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#002200><FONT COLOR=#FFFFFF><B>Size</B><BR></FONT></TD>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#004400><FONT COLOR=#FFFFFF><B>Description of the Textfile</B><BR></TD></TR>
+<tab indent=60 id=T><br>
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="sub00.phk">sub00.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2541<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="sub01.phk">sub01.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9610<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="sub02.phk">sub02.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 10920<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="sub03.phk">sub03.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2037<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="sub04.phk">sub04.phk</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 1313<BR><TD> 
+</TABLE><P><TABLE WIDTH=100%><TR><TD ALIGN=RIGHT><SMALL>There are 5 files for a total of 26,421 bytes.</SMALL></TABLE><P>
+<B>Note on this directory:</B> I am <I>very</I> aware there are a lot
+of doubled files, and files desperately needing some editing. When I
+have personally verified which of two files is the more complete, I
+will make it the "canonical" version. Currently, I am just trying to
+compile a rough, "version 1.0" version of my textfile collection,
+with as little lost data as possible; this will be refined in the near
+future. Volunteers are always welcome.
+
+</BODY>
+</HTML>
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+ [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+ [*][*]                                                               [*][*]
+ [*][*]         sUBTERRANEAN  tECHNOLOGIES  mAGAZINE    UK            [*][*]
+ [*][*]                 volume ()1, issue ()2                         [*][*]
+ [*][*]         JULY-AUGUST 1994                                      [*][*]
+ [*][*]                                                               [*][*]
+ [*][*]         ARTICLE 00/04                                           [*][*]
+ [*][*]                                                               [*][*]
+ [*][*]         the UK's #1 H/P/A/underground MAGAZINE                [*][*]
+ [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+
+  [nEIL.s]
+ date: july 26th 1994
+
+        introduction:
+
+ OK, welcome to the second issue of * uNDERGROUND tECHNOLOGIES *, the UK's
+ #1 [only?] H/P/A zine. Sorry about this issue being a little small, but it
+ will only get bigger if you send/write articles for it. For the first couple
+ of issues, i can GUARANTEE that any articles [providing they are accurate]
+ will be published. So send some articles.
+
+ this Zine will be covering the following topics;
+        + Hacking
+        + PhonePhreaking
+        + Satellite technology [encryption, etc..]
+        + explosives, weapons, home chemistry
+        + electronics
+        + surveillance
+        + cellular phone technology
+        + the computer underground [generally]
+ 
+ * So if you want to write an article on any of those subjects, DO SO and 
+   SEND IT.
+
+ This magazine should come out every 1-3 months [when theres something to 
+ publish]
+
+ Ok, enough of that crap, on with the 2nd issue......
+
+        ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
+        ()()()()()()()          CONTENTS        ()()()()()()()
+        ()()()()()()()                          ()()()()()()()
+        ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
+    FILE #        DESCRIPTION                     AUTHOR
+        
+    00          Introduction & contents           nEIL.s
+    
+    01          The World of Satellite Comms            
+                Part I: Hidden Signals            nEIL.s
+    
+    02          Hacking Answer Phones in the UK   nEIL.s
+
+
+    03          Phone Card Tricks                 nEIL.s
+
+    04          note to Readers!                  nEIL.s
+ 
+ +-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+-+-+-+-++-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
+
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+ 
+ [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+ [*]            sUBTERRANEAN tECHNOLOGIES mAGAZINE                       [*]
+ [*]                    volume ()1, issue ()2                            [*]
+ [*]                JULY-AUGUST 1994                                     [*]
+ [*]                                                                     [*]
+ [*]                    ARTICLE 01/04                                    [*]
+ [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+
+ THE WORLD OF SATELLITE COMMUNICATIONS.         PART #1
+  by nEIL.s                     [v.1]           HIDDEN SIGNALS
+
+ There are thousands of signals transmitted via satellites that are hidden
+ to the ordinary SKY TV viewer, yet these signals can be easily received
+ with little or no modifications to your existing system. This file will
+ explain how *YOU* can receive them.
+
+ SOME OF THE HIDDEN SIGNALS AVAILABLE:
+ 
+        * INTERNATIONAL TELEPHONE CALLS
+        * TRAVEL AGENCY COMMS
+        * RADIO STATIONS
+        * LOCAL RADIO NETWORKS
+        * SATELLITE CONTROL COMMS
+        * PRESS AGENCIES
+        * MONETARY AGENCIES
+        * TV NEWSROOMS
+        * DATA TRANSMISSION SYSTEMS
+        [note: some of these signals will be encrypted]
+
+ HOW TO RECEIVE THESE SIGNALS.
+
+ Reception of most of the signals mentioned is a relatively easy task, with
+ some of the signals requiring very little additional equipment. If you just
+ receive ASTRA signals via a fixed dish, you are well on your way to 
+ accessing the thousands of others available.
+
+ Before you begin to try & receive these signals, it would be best to 
+ understand the basic fundamentals of the signal formats.
+ Your dish and LNB (low noise block) convert microwave signals, Ku, C, S or
+ any other band into a standard IF of 950 to 1750 Mhz. Inside your reciever
+ [thats the thing next to the vcr] one or more conversions take place, 
+ downconverting to 70mhz and finally to baseband, all so you can watch MTV.
+
+ The BASEBAND signal is the key to accessing the hidden signals, it is the 
+ final product of all the previous conversions, ranging from 0 - 10.7Mhz and
+ contains all the information required. Not only does it contain video & 
+ audio subcarriers, but all the signals listed at the beginning of the file.
+
+ In the event that the channel tuned does not carry any video information, it
+ can be utilised for placing thousands of *SINGAL CARRIER PER CHANNELS*
+ To give some idea of the amount of information that a single transponder 
+ baseband can carry...
+ On a channel that doesnt contain video information & is 36Mhz wide (normal 
+ size), there is space for 9000 4Khz wide audio or data channels (SCPC SSB),
+ each of these can operate at the same time & each one can carry seperate 
+ information.
+
+ ** In this file, i will be covering the reception of:
+        SCPC SSB FDM   SCPC FM FDM   SCPC DATA
+ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+ 1.0    SCPC SSB FDM
+
+ As you have probably noticed, there are two main formats, SCPC SSB & SCPC FM
+ The first one is used primarily within the baseband portion, as each signal
+ occupys only 4Khz, the latter is based around the 70Mhz loop, each carrier
+ being 60Khz wide.
+
+ RECEIVING SCPC SSB FDM Signals.
+
+ * NO MODIFICATIONS WHATSOEVER ARE NECESSARY TO YOUR EXISTING EQUIPMENT
+
+ To receive the SCPC SSB signals is very easy [providing your receiver has a
+ baseband output] most people already have the equipment needed.
+ EQUIPMENT:
+ 1.     SMALL CABLE WITH A PHONO SOCKET & OTHER END STRIPPED BACK ABOUT 5+ CM
+ 2.     SHORT WAVE RECEIVER
+
+ Connect the phono socket to the baseband output of your receiver & connect
+ the stripped end to the aerial socket of your short wave receiver.
+
+ BASIC RADIO RECEIVER REQUIREMENTS:
+        1) LSB (lower side band) & USB (upper side band) switch
+        2) Relatively stable (freq. doesnt drift)
+        3) tune with NO gaps between 0.1Mhz and 30Mhz (10.7Mhz needed)
+        4) Digital display is best.
+
+ __________________________
+ -                        -       Now you can access loadsa new channels..
+ -  SATELLITE RECEIVER    -       Tune through the bands of your SW radio
+ -                        -       from 100Khz to 10.7Mhz, on each satellite
+ --------------------------       channel there are likely to be thousands
+             |                    of hidden signals. If you hear a tone of 
+             | BASEBAND           upto 2Khz, or just a blank carrier, this is
+             |  TO                probably an internaional telephone signal
+             | AERIAL             Data can be recognised by fast streams of 
+             |                    warbling tones.
+             |
+ --------------------------
+ -                        -
+ -  SHORT WAVE RADIO      -
+ -                        -
+ --------------------------
+  RECEPTION PROBLEMS:
+
+  A) IF THE SAT RECEIVER HAS AN 'AGC' SWITCH, TURN IT OFF
+  B) IF THE RECEIVED SIGNALS DROP OFF AFTER 4.2Mhz, YOUR SATELLITE RECEIVER
+     HAS A VIDEO FILTER IN HTE BASEBAND CIRCUIT, THIS IS NOT TRUE BASEBAND,
+     SO CHUCK IT IN THE BIN & BUY A DECENT RECEIVER.
+  C) MAKE SURE THE BASEBAND IS CLAMPED, THIS WILL REDUCE THE 30Mhz BUZZ
+
+
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ 1.1    SCPC FM FDM     
+
+ OK, for services that require full audio spectrum siganls, such as music,
+ and high speed data, another method is employed, this is called SCPC FM/FDM.
+ This process is propably one of the fastest expanding services available &
+ should be available on all satellites and channels.
+
+ Your existing satellite system already provides a convenient output for all
+ of these signals, providing that it has a 70Mhz loop on the back, most
+ GOOD QUALITY units do. This loop can be recognised simply by a small section
+ of cable with two F-type connectors protruding out of the back of the unit.
+ One of these is labelled OUTPUT & the other is INPUT. The SCPC FM signals, 
+ are as you probably guessed available via the OUTPUT, in the freq. range of
+ 50Mhz to 90Mhz. SCPC FM signals have been fairly standardised, they are 60Khz
+ wide, which is twice the amount needed for CD quality audio, and are spaced
+ 200Khz apart. For a satellite channel that does not have any video 
+ information, this means that 180 channels are available at all times.
+
+ The 70Mhz loop is called so because its centre freq. is 70Mhz, however a 
+ standard transponder bandwidth is 40mhz, etc... etc..
+ This means that the tunable range is from 50Mhz to 90Mhz, per satellite 
+ channel.
+
+ RECEIVING THESE SIGNALS.
+
+ In order to receive these SCPC FM signals, a receiver or scanner is required
+ that is able to tune between 50Mhz and 90Mhz. A standard FM radio is not 
+ suffucient as it tunes only from 88 - 108Mhz, also the audio bandwidth
+ is normally quite wide. For SCPC FM reception, an FM narrow switch is 
+ necessary, variable is even better.
+
+ The min. SPECS for SCPC FM reception:
+ a)     Good freq. stability, digitally synthesised
+ b)     FM Narrow bandwidth
+ c)     Digital readout
+ d)     tuning in 1Khz steps
+ e)     Frequency range covering 50 - 90Mhz at least
+
+ Connect your system as in the below diagram, the T piece simply feeds the
+ 70Mhz IF loop back into your satellite receiver, so you can see the video
+ signals, be sure to check channels with no video as well as ones with video.
+
+ ______________________________
+ -                            -
+ -  SATELLITE RECEIEVER       -
+ ------------------------------
+        |    |
+        |    |
+        |    |____________+++++++++++             ----------------------
+        |_________________+ T-PIECE +--------------  SCANNER/RECEIVER  -
+                          +++++++++++             -       50 - 90Mhz   -
+                                                  ----------------------
+
+
+  -----------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+  1.3           MORE ADVANCED FORMS OF DIGITAL TRANSMISSION
+
+  Both SCPC formats are used for sending digital inforamtion, and you
+  have probably already tuned into what sounds like high speed warbling.
+  These are the transmissions we are now going to look at.
+
+  As mentioned earlier, SCPC SSB can be utilised only to send either 
+  telephone circuits, any voice only transmission and low speed data, due to
+  the bandwidth of only 4Khz. SCPC FM however can deliver us with high speed
+  data.
+
+  The data arrives at various speeds & in different formats (RTTY, BAUDOT,
+  ASCII, PACKET, SITOR, AMTOR.. and many others. Units to decode and send the 
+  data to your PC are relatively cheap (or expensive). Maplin stock some good
+  ones. Maplin also supply PC software.
+
+        --------------------------------------------------------------
+
+  OK, thats it. Hope you have some fun listening to the hidden signals.
+  Most of the information above was obtained from:
+  * SATELLITE TV EUROPE magazine
+  * Design Technology ltd. [who produce various documents, see one of their
+    adverts in SAT TV EUROPE].
+
+  Look out for THE WORLD OF SATELLITE COMMUNICATIONS. PART #2
+  coming real SOON.
+
+
+  note: this file was written with european broadcasting in mind, but it
+        would probably apply to anywhere.
+
+   typed/edited/put together by     nEIL.s
+        
+        [end of file #1]
+                                ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
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+  [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+  [*]           sUBTERRANEAN TECHNOLOGIES mAGAZINE    UK               [*]
+  [*]                   volume ()1, issue ()2                          [*]
+  [*]                JULY-AUGUST 1994                                  [*]
+  [*]                                                                  [*]
+  [*]          ARTICLE 02/04                                           [*]
+  [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+
+  ANSWER PHONE HACKING IN THE UK        [JULY 1994]
+	
+	
+	
+	
+	[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
+	[]     aNSWER pHONE hACKING in the Uk                         []   
+	[]                      an easy to follow gUIDE version.1.2   []           
+	[]      by nEIL.s                                             []                   
+	[]                                         july 6th 1994      []                   
+	[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
+	
+	this file is provided for reference purposes only,
+	it is not advised that you try to perform any of
+	the actions described within it.
+   +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+	
+	i recently downloaded a file on answer phone 
+	hacking, only to find a lot of useless information 
+	i already knew, or relating to the UsA. so i decided 
+	to write my own guide, with practical tips on how to 
+	hack answer phones in the Uk.
+
+
+
+
+
+wHY wOULD i wANT to hACK iNTO aN aNSWERING mACHINE?
+
+there are loadsa reasons why you would want to hack into an answer machine 
+remotely,
+a) to cause trouble (change welcome message, delete callers messages, etc)
+b) to find out about the person, what they do, what time they go to work, etc..
+c) phone a arms/drugs dealer and find where he stashes the stuff!
+d) phone a bank/insuarance agency and find credit card numbers [not that i
+would encourage that]
+
+as you can see, the list is endless, there are thousands of fun things to 
+do on an answering machine.
+
+hOW to dO iT.
+
+in this file i will be using the BT Response 400 answerphone as an example, 
+this is the most commonly used phone in existance [i think] although most 
+phones use the same system.
+ok, first you need the security code, usually a 2 digit number. there are 
+various ways to obtain this; you could try numbers from 00 to 99 [phone 99 
+times, boring] although most of the codes i've seen are under 10 or like 55,
+44,77,etc...
+you could also use a computer program to try all the possible combinations
+or you could obtain a piece of hardware to do it for you 
+[more about this in the eXTRAS section, at the end]
+
+when you have the code, here's what you do: 
+1) dial the phone number
+2) either during the outgoing message, during the silence after it or 
+when message recording begins key in your code 
+3) you're in!
+4) now use the keys on your touchtone phone to control the anwering machine.
+
+gUIDE to kEY fUNCTIONS.
+0 - stop current operation/ remote switch off
+1 - rewind tape
+2 - play/pause messages
+3 - fast forward
+4 - save
+5 - erase
+6 - reset a message or memo
+7 - stop/start announcement recording
+8 - stop/start memo recording
+9 - play/pause memo
+# - start remote interrogation
+* - announcement skip
+
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+eXTRAs.
+
+A. if you have access to the target phone [response 400] heres how to 
+operate remote interrogation and change the code:
+
+-changing code
+1) lift the lid that covers the micro cassette
+2) press the code key
+3) press FF or REW once to display existing code
+4) press FF or REW to change the code [FF up a digit, REW down a digit]
+5) press code key again to save changes
+
+-activating remote interrorgation
+1) look on the left of the phone [handset side]
+2) you should see 4 different sliding black switches
+3) the nearest one [to the front of the phone] should say REMOTE, ON/OFF
+4) change to remote ON.
+
+
+B. hardware to find code [details of]
+
+some of you may have heard of M.P supplies, they sell all kinds of military 
+and police gear at vERY high prices.
+they stock a device called a 'telephone answering machine intruder'. below 
+are the details of it, as seen in M.P supplies 1994 law enforcment catalog:
+
+TELEPHONE ANSWERING MACHINE INTRUDER: Most modern day answering machines are 
+supplied complete with a seperate digital tone generating "remote" unit 
+designed to provide the user with the ability to interrorgate their 
+answering machine, from any telephone in the world, by simply placing 
+the unit against a telephone mouthpiece and sending the relevent digital 
+tone security code direct to the answering machine in question - the user 
+can then listen to and/or erase any messages left, leave a new outgoing 
+message, etc, etc... With this in mind, the Telephone Answering Machine 
+Intruder is developed and designed to allow the user to access any telephone 
+answering machine by defeating it's unique security code system. 
+The telephone answering machine intruder accomplishes this by generating 
+the correct security code thereby allowing the user to listen to any 
+messages left or, depending on the sophistication of the answering machine 
+concerned, to erase all or some of the maessages, record a new outgoing 
+message or even change the telephone answering machine's security code !! 
+Indeed the Telephone Answering Machine Intruder even allows access to the 
+latest design in telephone answering machines which actually play a voice 
+menu telling you what exactly can be done and the tones required to do it !! 
+Originally developed for task force detectives, the Telephone Answering 
+Machine Intruder is a unique telephone surviellance device as almost 
+everyone, including most criminals, seem to have totally unwarranted 
+assumptions regarding the security of taped phone messages - usually 
+leaving details which include their name and telephone number; time, 
+place and date of their various activities etc. etc.. With this in mind 
+the possible uses for this unique device are endless with intelligence 
+gathering, crime investigation, counter industrial espionage activities 
+etc. etc.. being just a few examples. The Telephone Answering Machine 
+Intruder can access any answering machine which uses one, two or three 
+digit security codes. Is powered by 9v battery (not included) and requires 
+cassette tape player (not included).
+AMINT ...ANSWERING MACHINE INTRUDER.......................... œ199.99   (f)
+[ (f) means œ3.00 post and packaging within Uk ]
+
+Well, if i buy one [which i doubt] i'll make a circuit diagram. 
+Anyone who does want to buy one can contact MP supplies on (0245) 476429 
+or try any other surviellence equipment manufacturer for a cheaper version. 
+Don't forget that MP supplies will charge you œ3.00 for their catalogs!
+
+rEFERENCES [extracts from Response 400 manual]
+
+A.
+tones and their meanings
+Every key entry and function is confirmed by a unique tone. 
+These help you understand what is happening when you cannot see 
+the Response 400 operating
+
+These are the tones and their meanings:
+One beep*  Acceptance of first security code digit, or first digit 
+of double entry instruction. 
+
+Two beeps*  Acceptance of second security code digit, or second digit 
+of double entry instruction, or acceptance of instruction resulting 
+in immediate action.
+
+Three beeps* End of personal memo or message replay.
+
+Four beeps* incorrect instruction or line release.          
+
+Continuous beeping (winding tone)                                                               tape winding.
+
+Widely separated beeps*  playing paused.
+
+One long tone*  invitation to record tone                                                               unless you reset them, messages and memos are saved after replay.
+note:   if you do not give an instruction within seven seconds Response 400 
+will release the line.
+
+B.
+play back personal message
+Key 09                                                                                          You hear two beeps followed by winding tone and your memo is replayed.          If there is no personal memo, you hear four beeps.                                      At the end of the message you will hear three beeps.
+
+C.
+reset personal memo
+1. key 6                        you here one beep                                       
+2. key 6                        you here two beeps, your memo is now reset
+
+D.
+record a personal memo
+1. key 8                you hear one beep
+2. key 8                you hear two beeps, followed by the winding tone
+3. start recording your new memo when you hear the long beep
+4. at the end of your message key 8     you hear one beep, this indicates 
+that your message has now been saved.
+
+E.      
+play back message                                                                       
+1. key 2
+you hear two beeps, followed by the winding tone, your [or their] messages 
+are then replayed.. If you hear four beeps, no messages have been recorded. 
+Message replay stops every 2.5 minutes. You will hear the pause tone for 
+seven seconds.
+
+F.
+erasing messages during playback
+To erase all or part of a message, perhaps for security reasons, proceed 
+as follows:
+1. Play your messages to the end of the part you want to erase.
+2. Key 5        Response 400 fast rewinds the tape for 15 seconds erasing 
+the message as it rewinds.
+3. When erasure is complete, playback of your messages will continue.
+4. Repeat the operations to erase further portions of the recordings as 
+required.
+
+G.
+Setting Response 400 to home mode [answer OFF]
+1. Key 0                you hear one beep
+2. Key 0                you hear two beeps, Response 400 is now in home mode.
+
+H.
+Record a new announcement
+1. Key 7                you hear one beep
+2. Key 7                you hear two beeps, followed by winding tone, 
+then one long beep.
+3. Start recording your announcement
+4. At the end key 7             you hear one beep followed by a replay of 
+your announcement. To skip the replay press 0 
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+i take no responsibilty for anyone who uses the information contained within     
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+  [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+  [*]           sUBTERRANEAN TECHNOLOGIES mAGAZINE    UK               [*]
+  [*]                   volume ()1, issue ()2                          [*]
+  [*]                JULY-AUGUST 1994                                  [*]
+  [*]                                                                  [*]
+  [*]          ARTICLE 03/04                                           [*]
+  [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+
+        PHONE CARD TRICKS [a Quick Guide]
+                by nEIL.s
+
+  introduction.
+
+        excuse me if there are a couple of mistakes in here, i wrote most
+        of it from memory. Remember that it would probably be ILLEGAL
+        to try any of these little tricks in the Uk & i except no
+        responsibility for your actions!
+
+  >TAPE TRICK<
+
+        what you need:
+        1.      BT PHONECARD
+        2.      PIECE OF MAGNETIC STRIP
+        3.      SELLOTAPE/GLUE
+        4.      LEAD PENCIL
+
+        what you do:
+        
+        1.      cut off a piece of videotape, attach it to your phonecard
+                over the black strip on the back .
+        
+        2.      take a lead pencil & lightly shade the videotape.
+
+        3.      now stick it in the phoneCard phone & enjoy free calls!
+
+                [ You may have to experiment with the type of tape,
+                  amount of shading]
+
+  >HAIRSPRAY TRICK<
+
+        what you need:
+
+        1.      OLD PHONE CARD
+        2.      BOTTLE OF HAIRSPRAY
+
+        what you do:
+
+        1.      turn the phone card over, so you can see the black strip.
+
+        2.      spray it with hairspray!
+
+        3.      now stick it in a phonecard phone, Free Calls?
+
+                [ i've never tried this personally, i doubt it will
+                  work! maybe its a joke? Give it a try anyway ]
+
+
+   +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
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+  [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+  [*]           sUBTERRANEAN TECHNOLOGIES mAGAZINE    UK               [*]
+  [*]                   volume ()1, issue ()2                          [*]
+  [*]                JULY-AUGUST 1994                                  [*]
+  [*]                                                                  [*]
+  [*]          ARTICLE 04/04                                           [*]
+  [*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*][*]
+
+  NOTICE TO OUR READERS:
+
+                I hope you enjoyed issue 02 of my magazine, notice the 
+  name change?
+
+                Anyway, this is the last issue you will see for quite
+  a while, ive had very little [thanks to those people who did!] response
+  to my requests for articles. So the next issue is unlikely to arrive
+  before CHRISTMAS at the earliest!
+
+                I could release a new issue every week! If i filled
+  it with old articles, but this magazine will only feature original
+  articles.
+                OK, thanks for the support, i'll see you in 1995.
+
+  nEIL.s
+   [start sending me article NOW, if i get enough, the next issue could
+   come SOONER!
+
+
+   ++++++++++++++++++++++++++[END OF ISSUE 02]++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
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+The Super Stupid Slambook (1994)
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+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="superstupid-02">superstupid-02</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 23861<BR><TD> The Super Stupid Slambook Issue #2 (May, 1994)
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+From jis@panix.com Tue Apr  5 12:15:22 EDT 1994
+Article: 3250 of alt.zines
+Path: news.cic.net!newsxfer.itd.umich.edu!zip.eecs.umich.edu!panix!not-for-mail
+From: jis@panix.com (Jack Szwergold)
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+Subject: E-ZINE: SUPER STUPID SIDESHOW #1 (SPRING 1994)
+Date: 5 Apr 1994 11:51:51 -0400
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+|****** **  ** ****** ****** ******    | art supplies           |
+|**  ** **  ** **  ** **     **  **    | bratmobile             |
+| **    **  ** **  ** **     **  **    | chewing gum            |
+|  **   **  ** ****** *****  ******    | unrest (r.i.p.)        |
+|   **  **  ** *****  **     *****     | chris ware             |
+|**  ** **  ** **     **     **  **    | barbara manning        |
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+| ****   ****  **     ****** **  **    | chardonnay             |
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+     Welcome to the very first issue of SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK! 
+     It's an e-zine that I've put together to review various
+     eclectic things that I think deserve reviewing.  There is no
+     high and lofty goal in the pages of this thing.  In fact,
+     the only goal is to let other people know about things that
+     are either (a) really good or (b) horrendously bad.  That's
+     it.  Lofty goals aren't my forte.  But sharing information
+     is always a good thing.  If there's anything you'd like to
+     share with me, you can drop me a line at the addresses
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+
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+TITLE: imaginary friend (CD LP)
+ARTIST: th faith healers
+ADDRESS: Elektra/Too Pure (If you can't find a decent record
+store that sells stuff from this branch of the Time/Warner tree,
+you live too further out in the boonies than you think.)
+PRICE: I paid $10.99.
+Wow!  I (heart) this CD with all my being!  It is just so much
+fun to listen to!  A tad less aggressive than their last LP,
+(_lido_), but that doesn't mean it's bad.  No way.  This thing
+kicks. Tracks that get me going include _kevin_ and _the people_. 
+Tracks I can live without include... Uhhh... Ummm... nothing!  I
+truly love this thing.  I even love it more for having a 40
+minute (yes forty minute) version of a song on it as well as a
+"bonus" track hidden 10 minutes after the last track.   FYI, be
+on the lookout for both the "long-long-long-song" gimmick and the
+"mystery-bonus" track thing on this release.  The long-long-long-
+song lasts forty minutes (yes, you heard me buddy.  Four-tee!)
+and the mystery-track is a different version of the long-long-
+long-song that comes 10 minutes after the last track "ends".  So
+pay attention, okay?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Colored Artboard (9" x 12", 16 Sheets) (MISC)
+ARTIST: Carolina Pad and Paper Co.
+ADDRESS: Charlotte, NC 28241
+PRICE: I paid $3.29.
+I draw comics and make mini-comics (drop me a line and I'll send
+you some info on them.)  When I was trying to come up with a neat
+way to make my minis look cool, I came across this stuff in a
+local discount store.  For all intensive purposes, this "art
+board" is nothing more than your standard run of the mill poster
+board.  But what makes this stuff great is that it is already cut
+down into a manageable size.  All I need to do is slip it into my
+handy li'l paper cutter, and within seconds I have cut up neat
+little covers for my mini-comics.  Unfortunately, these packs are
+pretty hard to come by, since most people buy poster board in
+larger or smaller sizes.  But if you ever need some quality
+precut posterboard, this stuff is exactly what you need.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: The Real Janelle (CD EP)
+ARTIST: Bratmobile
+ADDRESS: Kill Rock Stars (120 North State Street, #418, Olympia,
+WA 98507)
+PRICE:  I paid $6.50.  Send a stamp for a full catalog and mail-
+order prices.
+When I first bought this thing, I was in a real bad mood.  Life
+and work were dragging me down in a big way.  Then I put this CD
+on, and for some reason it rubbed me the wrong way.  It didn't
+seem as good as _Pottymouth_ and they covered a _Misfits_ song
+(and I can't stand the Misfits).  To conclude, I dubbed this CD a
+dog.  And one damn ugly mutt of a dog.  Then about a week later,
+I threw it back on again and my feelings totally changed.  Who
+knows what happened, but nowadays, this thing gets heavy playage
+on my CD player.  The title track kicks and I even like their
+version of the Misfits' _Where Eagles Dare_.  Just goes to show
+you.  You should never dismiss anything.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Tongue Splashers (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Concord Confections Inc.
+ADDRESS: Concord, Ontario, Canada, L4K 3N1
+PRICE: I paid $1.30.
+To me, gum is gum is gum.  You chew it.  You get your sugar.  And
+then it's a useless piece of... of... stuff that you chew on. 
+With a philosophy like that, I might as well stick a piece of
+tree bark in some sugar and suck on it.  Same effect.  Anyway,
+this stuff is the best gum I've tasted in a long time.  It comes
+in a little miniature paint can and claims to paint your tongue
+with color when you chew it.  It kinda leaves a color behind, but
+nothing to write home about (NOTE: If you really want to get your
+tongue to change colors, go out and buy some Marino's Italian
+Ices!  Those things leave behind some serious food coloring
+residue on the inside of your mouth!)  The taste is another thing
+entirely.
+This stuff is nice and sugary and great while it lasts.  You
+don't that immediate sugar buzz that most sugar gums give you,
+which is kinda nice.  I'd buy more of this stuff if it was
+cheaper (it sells for $1.30 per paint can of 15 gumballs) and was
+easier to open.  The damn can is as much of a pain to open as a
+real paint can.  Oh well.  It's authentic!
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Animal Park (7" EP)
+ARTIST: Unrest
+ADDRESS: Teen Beat (P.O. Box 3265, Arlington, VA 22203)
+PRICE: I paid $3.99, but you can get it for $3.00 post-paid
+direct from Teen Beat.  Make checks/money orders payable to Mark
+Robinson.
+*sniff*.  I am sniffing here people because as of this writing
+Unrest has broken up. *sniff*.  Who knows why?  I hear that Phil
+decided to get a 9-5 teaching job, and kissed Unrest goodbye.
+*sniff*.  Who knows.  Whatever.  This is the latest thing I
+bought from one of my fave groups.  The songs are fab. 
+_Afternoon Train_ is great and _Hey Hey Halifax_ is decent kinda
+throwaway instrumental, although it's interrupted occasionally by
+Mark E's need to slow down the tape and play other "head games"
+with the listener.  But I shouldn't complain. *sniff*.  Because
+this is the last thing that Unrest put out!  *SNIFF*!  SPECIAL
+NOTE:  If you have trouble finding this thing, just ask your
+record store employee pal to find the single that has the cheesy
+pictures of some mustached "stud" making tea with his manliness
+hanging out all over the place on the cover.  Not type kind of
+thing one easily misplaces or misfiles.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: ACME Novelty Library #1 (COMIC)
+ARTIST: Chris Ware
+ADDRESS: Fantagraphics Books (7563 Lake City Way North East,
+Seattle, WA 98115)
+PRICE: I paid $3.50.
+The first time I saw Chris Ware's stuff was in the pages of RAW. 
+It was some story about this bean-shaped guy who gets a new set
+of eyeballs via mail-order (you can get _anything_ via mail-order
+folks.)  What a visual thing that was!  That was the first and
+last time I saw his stuff in print.  Then I saw his stuff at
+hanging on the wall at some alternative comics (or comix,
+depending on your pretentiousness level) show in N.Y.C. in 1993. 
+I liked looking at his originals, but deep down inside I needed
+to actually own some of his stuff.  Luckily, the store at the
+gallery was selling a real cool mini-comic Chris collected strips
+of his character, Jimmy Corrigan, the Smartest Kid on Earth. 
+This Fantagraphics release, collects the strips that were
+contained in the mini, as well as other stories into one big
+"standard" comic sized package.  The stories are drawn in a very
+solid, 1930ish graphic style characterized by thick lines, solid
+colors and antique lettering.  Although the design of the book
+makes its appear to be friendly and comfortable, the stories are
+anything but.
+Ware's Jimmy Corrigan stories are terribly depressing, yet
+poignant, snapshots of the lonely and repressed life of a
+terminal mama's boy.  He lives.  He daydreams.  And that's about
+it.  Throughout the strips, the reader experiences Jimmy's world
+from different times in his life.  We see the events that
+effected Jimmy as a child, and see how these events have turned
+him into the "adult" Jimmy Corrigan.
+Comparisons can be made to Jerry Moriarity's _Jack Survives_ and
+Ben Katchor's _Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer_ but Ware's
+work has a tone that can only draw comparisons to literary
+authors like John Irving and J.D. Salinger.  Ware's work effects
+me in much the same way that these authors have.  Definitely
+something worth snatching up at any price.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Baseball Trilogy (7" EP)
+ARTIST: S.F. Seals
+ADDRESS: Matador (676 Broadway, New York, NY 10012)
+PRICE: I paid $3.99.
+The S.F. Seals have Barbara Manning.  Barbara Manning likes
+baseball.  This is no secret to most.  Although I like baseball,
+I didn't know what to think when I bought this thing, but I'll
+tell you now, that I DO NOT regret buying this thing!  Her
+version of _Joltin' Joe DiMaggio_ is just so great!  Her voice is
+just so smooth and the backup guys in the "bullpen" accentuate
+everything perfectly.  Although _The Ballad of Denny McLain_
+isn't the greatest thing, it is bearable.  _Dock Ellis_ is a
+great solid, original song that talks about this 70s pitcher who
+pitched a no-hitter while tripping on acid.  And you only though
+baseball players downed brews and gnawed on chew?  And on top of
+all the musical fun, the cover photo of the original S.F. Seals
+"playing" in their band is just so damn nice to look at.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: DEAN Chocolate Candy (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Morinaga
+ADDRESS: ???
+PRICE: ???
+Chocolate, for those who are clueless, is the best damn junk-
+food-group on the face of the earth.  Dean chocolate bars are
+_the_ best chocolate you can get over the counter (if, of course,
+that counter is in Japan).  Three bars of Kit-Kat size dark
+chocolate that is filled either with evenly spaced cookie balls
+or peanuts.  Yum!  Yum!  YUM!  Beyond the luscious taste of Dean
+is the packaging.  They come in boxes that are, for all purposes,
+the equivalent of cigarette hard-packs.  Wow!  There are also
+about 6 designs of boxes that each have a different face of a
+circa. 1920s-1930s caucasian kid on it.  And we're worried about
+kids smoking because of Joe Camel over here in the U.S. of A!  
+In Japan they eat their chocolate out of cigarette boxes that
+have little kids faces on them!  I wish I could share these all
+with you, but sadly I can't.  My only advice for those who want
+to experience the chocolate pleasure that is DEAN chocolate, all
+I can say is make friends with someone in Japan or find a decent
+Japanese supermarket near you.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: California Chardonnay, 1992 (DRINK)
+ARTIST: Baron Herzog Wine Cellars Co.
+ADDRESS: San Martin, CA
+PRICE: I paid $12.99.
+Passover means many things to me.  Matzoh. Matzoh balls. Horse
+radish.  Huge meals.  Never-ending seders.  And bad wine. Nay,
+INCREDIBLY bad wine. Kosher for Passover wine usually sucks the
+big one.  Too sweet.  Too fruity.  Generally, a gag inducing
+experience.  This year, things were different.  This year, the
+meal was accompanied by my new white wine pal, Baron Herzog.  Not
+as cheap as other wines, but well worth the extra $$$.  Where I
+used to dread the thought of downing the second or third cup
+during the family seder, now I heartily anticipate saying the
+barucha so I can sip some Herzog.  No more fruity wine for me! 
+Baron Herzog your my man!
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Late Night with Conan O'Brien (TV)
+ARTIST: Conan O'Brien
+ADDRESS: NBC Tickets (30 Rockefeller Plaza, New York, NY 10112)
+PRICE: Free.  Send a postcard.
+People ragged on this guy, calling him to "white bread" and
+"dull" and *gasp* "boring".  I bet you these people never even
+saw this guy do his show.  This guy is everything that I would
+want in a late night talk show host.  He's young.  He's funny. 
+His sidekick, Andy, is just the bestest guy in the whole world. 
+What other guy would have Josephine Wiggs (of the Breeders) give
+him a hickey on national T.V.?  Who would invite cool musical
+guests like Jonathan Richman and Yo La Tengo to play on national
+T.V.?  What show has a guy come out who's named "Dizz" who just
+spins around like a mad man getting dizzy and passing out? (and
+do it in front of conservative U.S. Senator Robert Dole!)  What
+show invites the bitter, bile filled easter bunny to dish out
+juicy gossip on the sex lives of stars?  Who would invite ex-
+heavyweight champ Joe Frasier to punch him in the stomach?  And
+to top it all off, when I went to a recent taping of his show, he
+came out before the show and belted out a version of Elvis's
+_Hunka, Hunka Burnin' Love_ while he danced with people in the
+audience!  Letterman would never do that!  Leno only wishes he
+could!  Conan does it 5 times a week!  Go Conan! GO!
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Pac-Man Fever (12" LP)
+ARTIST: Buckner and Garcia
+ADDRESS: Columbia Records (No need for an address since this is
+looong out of print if there is any justice in this world.)
+PRICE: I paid $2.00 and have don't feel too good about it.
+Oh man!  Anytime you think you have heard or experienced
+something that sucks really bad, just think about this album. 
+Not too many people would readily admit to owning this thing. 
+Me, I feel like some guy who obliged to warn future generations
+of things that are this horrendously bad. So pay attention
+plebes!
+Get this.  These two guys thought they had a good idea I guess. 
+They would sing some songs dedicated to some of their favorite
+video games while a bad country/rock band backs them up.  Oh man. 
+Why didn't they take up pottery or shoot up heroin or something. 
+Anything but actually make this abomination of vinyl.
+Me, in a fit of nostalgic mania, decided to buy it while sifting
+through the stuff on sale at a local flea market.  Oh man is this
+bad.  _Pac-Man Fever_ makes me ill.  _Froggy's Lament_ makes me
+hack.  _Ode to a Centipede_ gives me a rash.  _Do the Donkey
+Kong_ puts me into a narcoleptic like sleep.  And that's only
+side one!  By the time side two comes around, the emergency
+medical service guys have those paddles on my chest and are
+trying to bring me back from the dead!  This vintage 1982 piece
+of vinyl serves only one purpose.  To make me cry out in the
+middle of the night "The horror! The horror!"
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: When We Were Very Young (BOOK)
+ARTIST: A.A. Milne
+ADDRESS: E.P. Dutton (Any book store that has a decent children's
+section should have this.  If they don't, have it, they are
+EVIL!)
+PRICE: Had it as a kid.  Gave it away.  Bought it at a thrift
+store for $5.00.
+To say that A.A. Milne is a heavy duty influence on me is an
+understatement.  A.A. Milne is a way of life! (Even if you don;t
+know you're living it.)  Milne's writing perfectly captures the
+essence of what is great about being a kid.  Pooh was fun to
+read, but the poems and rhymes in this book--as well as _Now We
+Are Six_, are just... just... so resonant to anyone who
+appreciates the wonders of being a kid.  I love reading _The Four
+Friends_, a story about an elephant, a lion, a goat and a snail
+who are just hanging out together.  _Independence_ is such a nice
+way to introduce children of all ages to the simple pleasures of
+being (duh) independent.  The concept that money can't buy
+happiness (or cute bunnies) is perfectly clear in _Market
+Square_.  _The Three Foxes_ is the ultimate in silliness.  In
+general, this stuff celebrates every facet of being a kid.  We
+are talking about children's entertainment that works on a level
+that something like _Barney_ doesn't even approach.  In fact, if
+you deal with a child on a regular basis, might I suggest that
+you turn off the T.V. when that jurassic dork Barney shows his
+stupid face, and instead read some Milne to the kid.  Boy or
+girl, that kid will love you for life.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: The Daily Subway Commute Experience (MISC)
+ARTIST: Metropolitan Transit Authority of New York City
+ADDRESS: Any subway anywhere in New York City.
+PRICE: A token costs $1.25.  That doesn't include the costs of
+mental torture and abuse you will endure.
+>From the elbows in the gut, to the farts in my face, nothing can
+come close to the unique brand of hell the Metropolitan Transit
+Authority helps to dish out to hapless commuters on a daily
+basis.  Sure, they aren't to blame for the asshole passengers,
+but they are totally responsible for the environment that these
+jerks thrive in.  From the urine smells, to the brown gunk on the
+track, there ain't nothing like the subterranean life that most
+New Yorkers participate as part of their commute.  And get this. 
+Recently, either as the result of a study or something, M.T.A.
+workers now refer to riders as customers.  Now think about it. 
+I'm not a customer.  I don't have a choice between what friggin'
+subway I ride?  I can only ride on the lovely rails of the
+M.T.A.!  So I get kinda pissed when some conductor or someone
+says "Attenshun _customers_!  The train can't move 'cause on
+account of the fact that we have anutta train in front of us." 
+Trust me my M.T.A. buddies, if I had a choice as to what subway
+to ride, it wouldn't be you guys.  And as long as we're beating a
+dead horse...
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Metrocard (MISC)
+ARTIST: Metropolitan Transit Authority of New York City
+ADDRESS: Any subway anywhere in New York City.
+PRICE: They come in various amounts.  But I'm not to sure.  I
+gave up on these things after buying one that had $5.00 on it.
+These things suck.  These things are flimsy.  These things only
+work in a handful of esoteric stations.  These things don't work. 
+These things don't tell you how many fares you have left on them. 
+These things were defective from day one.  These things aren't
+nearly as useful as the cards used in San Francisco or
+Washington, D.C.  To conclude, the Metrocard sucks.  Use tokens
+the next time you want to ride the lovely subway.
+
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| This was SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #1 (SPRING 1994).  All         |
+| contents (c) 1994 Jack Szwergold, all rights reserved.  And   |
+| after saying all that, I realize that this is an electronic-  |
+| zine, which by the nature of it's medium, allows it to be     |
+| duplicated with little or no effort.  So this is to let you   |
+| know that distribution is free. You can copy and send it to   |
+| as many people and places as you want. But the content is     |
+| mine, and plagiarism is just not a nice thing.  Which is the  |
+| only reason why I stuck a copyright statement on this thing.  |
+| So be nice, and don't claim authorship to things you didn't   |
+| write. Okay?                                                  |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| [ E-MAIL ]                                 [ STANDARD MAIL ]  |
+| jis@panix.com                              P.O. Box 242       |
+|                                            Village Station    |
+|                                            New York, NY 10014 |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+
+
+-- 
+Jack Szwergold
+jis@panix.com
+
+
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+| ####  ##  ## #####  ###### #####     | Hate                   |
+|###### ##  ## ###### ###### ######    | Coffee                 |
+|##  ## ##  ## ##  ## ##     ##  ##    | Action Girl            |
+| ##    ##  ## ##  ## ##     ##  ##    | Kerokerokeropi         |
+|  ##   ##  ## ###### #####  ######    | Duplex Planet          |
+|   ##  ##  ## #####  ##     #####     | Chocolate              |
+|##  ## ##  ## ##     ##     ##  ##    | Monkeyland Music       |
+|###### ###### ##     ###### ##  ##    | Chocolate              |
+| ####   ####  ##     ###### ##  ##    | Superchunk             |
+|                                      | Red Rock West          |
+| ####  ###### ##  ## #####  ## #####  | Spinanes               |
+|###### ###### ##  ## ###### ## ###### | Snoopy                 |
+|##  ##   ##   ##  ## ##  ## ## ##  ## | Deep Girl              |
+| ##      ##   ##  ## ##  ## ## ##  ## | Beastie Boys           |
+|  ##     ##   ##  ## ###### ## ##  ## | Harold's Purple Crayon |
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+|###### ##     ###### ### ### ###### ###### ###### ##  ## | M 1 |
+|##  ## ##     ##  ## ####### ##  ## ##  ## ##  ## ##  ## | A 9 |
+| ##    ##     ##  ## ## # ## ##  ## ##  ## ##  ## ## ##  | Y 9 |
+|  ##   ##     ###### ## # ## #####  ##  ## ##  ## ####   |   4 |
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+| ####  ###### ##  ## ##   ## #####   ####   ####  ##  ## | #2  |
++---------------------------------------------------------+-----+
+| [ He quickly set sail.  And the moon sailed along with him. ] |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+     First off, I lied.  Yes.  L-I-E-D.  Lied!  The first
+     issue of the Slambook was tagged as "SPRING 1994" since -
+     - at the time -- I was iffy about even doing this 'zine
+     on any sort of regular basis.  But my attitude changed
+     when I received loads of positive feedback from people on
+     and off the 'net.  Thanks to each and every one of you!  
+     This sucker is going monthly!  It just goes to prove
+     something that I and loads of other do-it-yourself types
+     have been saying all along.  Feedback _is_ the key.  Even
+     if you think writing a short note on a postcard and
+     mailing it off is no big deal, it is.  It tells others
+     that someone out there actually gives a damn about their
+     work.  And _that's_ a big deal.  So don't be shy.  Let
+     other's know how you feel; even if it's just to say "Hi".
+     And this is for all those who are seemingly hopelessly
+     tied to the wonderful world of the 'net.  Yes, electronic
+     communication is the wave of the future.  Yes, it would
+     be a lot easier if everyone who's anyone were "jacked-
+     into" the 'net, but sadly many people aren't.  So instead
+     of moping around your keyboard, why not just send them
+     some plain old-fashioned regular mail?  You know, the
+     kind you have to lick stamps to mail.  Would that be so
+     terrible?
+
+     Hasta chimichanga!
+
+     Your ichiban e-zine pal,
+
+            /       \  /
+           /____ ____\/___
+     /    //____\\    \   \
+     \___//      \\____\   \
+
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| [ E-MAIL ]                                 [ STANDARD MAIL ]  |
+| jis@panix.com                              P.O. Box 242       |
+|                                            Village Station    |
+|                                            New York, NY 10014 |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+TITLE: Hate #15 (COMIC)
+ARTIST: Peter Bagge
+ADDRESS: Fantagraphics Books (7563 Lake City Way North East,
+Seattle, WA 98115)
+PRICE: I paid $2.50.
+All of the ghosts from Buddy's past come back to haunt him in this
+issue.  George, Valerie and Leonard decide to move into Buddy's
+place.  I don't buy it for a second.  Please man, the whole issue's
+story wreaks so badly of a hackneyed sitcom plot that I half
+expected to see Mr. Roper from _Three's Company_ come up to Buddy's
+place to fix the toilet or something.  But Pete is forgiven since
+he explain's everything in his editorial.
+He's getting "older", so it's mid-life crisis time boys and girls! 
+He's confused about what he's doing and what he want's to do.  He's
+obviously confused about success and the ideological paradox it has
+brought about, which he explains all too vividly in _Return to Hate
+Island_.  *sigh*  I should be more understanding since I know how
+messed up the creative process can be, but man, I want to be
+entertained!  Damn it!
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Columbian Supreme (DRINK)
+ARTIST: Maxwell House
+ADDRESS: General Foods Corporation (Box 183C, White Plains, NY
+10625)
+PRICE: I paid $4.99.
+Coffee is integral to my being.  It's almost unthinkable now that
+there was actually was a point in my life when I never touched the
+stuff.  But now, I'm a certifiable caffeine freak!  Instant coffee
+usually stinks on ice, but Maxwell House is a decent enough for me.
+So when I decided  to "broaden" my instant coffee horizons, I
+thought that this Maxwell House product would be just as tasty and
+delicious as the good ol' plain stuff.  I was wrong in a big way. 
+Man does this stuff suck!  Columbian?  No way!  This tastes like it
+was made out of the scum of reconstituted coffee grinds with some
+chicory thrown in for added for that extra sucky "zing" of
+flavorlessness!  Ugggh!  At one point, I thought that the worst
+coffee I ever had was the free stuff I find at my nine to five
+slave job.  Man was I wrong!  Hell can exist anywhere.  Even in my
+cupboard.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Action Girl Newsletter (ZINE)
+ARTIST: Sarah Dyer
+ADDRESS: Action Girl HQ (543 Van Duzer Street, Staten Island, NY
+10304)
+PRICE: Send two stamps or IRC's for the latest issue.
+Wow!  This thing is just bursting with sooo much positive do-it-
+yourself energy that it is mindblowing!  Sarah describes Action
+Girl as "...a newsletter dedicated to developing a girl power
+network.  Each edition contains all new reviews of available
+zines/comix, created by girls, grrrls or women -- for women or for
+everybody."  And that she does, but what's really cool about Action
+Girl, in my opinion, is that it doesn't focus exclusively on the
+underground.  Addresses and phone numbers of "real world" resources
+-- such as _Women's Legal Defense Fund_ and the _National Women's
+Health Network_ -- are also included in Action Girl.  But that
+doesn't mean that this thing is dry or dull.  It's very well put
+together and easy to read.  A highly recommended source of
+information for girls who want to know and boys who _need_ to know.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Kerokerokeropi Chewing Gum (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Sanrio
+For the clueless, Kerokerokeropi is a cute little smiling green
+frog who wears a striped shirt and, sometimes, a little bow tie. 
+And he is also yet another ultra-cute character who graces the
+truckloads of kiddie merchandise and miscellany that Japan based
+Sanrio gleefully sells to children (and children at heart) around
+the world.  Little did I know that he also has his own brand of
+chewing gum.  And let it be known people, that this gum rocks! 
+This gum is banana flavored!  Need I say more?  It is just so
+great.  Of all the gums my pal Matt has sent me from the Slambook's
+outpost in Japan, this gum is definitely the yummiest.  I only wish
+that this stuff were readily available in the U.S.  That way, all
+of us could just go nuts gushing over the greatness that is
+Kerokerokeropi banana flavored chewing gum!
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Duplex Planet (BOOK)
+ARTIST: David Greenberger
+ADDRESS: Faber and Faber, Inc. (50 Cross Street, Winchester, MA
+01890)
+PRICE: I paid $7.48. It retails for $14.95.
+I've always had mixed feelings about what David Greenberger does. 
+I mean, he is essentially banking a career on the ramblings of the
+institutionalized elderly.  On the one hand, it can be seen as
+exploitative; in the sense that Greenberger, and not his subjects,
+is the ultimate benefactor of his little cottage industry.  But on
+the other hand, his work is an important peek into a world few of
+us really see or experience, which is very important in my opinion.
+This book contains nothing really new for those of us who have been
+following David's zine, Duplex Planet, for the many years it has
+been put out.  It does, however, bring his material to the masses
+in a nice, digestible and marketable form that can easily grace the
+shelf of any bookstore more readily than the zine it is derived
+from.  Which is a good thing, because I at least feel that too many
+people are truly oblivious to the humanity, emotion, insight and
+humor that exists in this often neglected segment of the
+population.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Chocoball (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Morinaga
+This is the Japanese equivalent of America's all-time favorite
+chocolate covered snack-food, Goobers.  Whenever someone says
+chocolate covered peanuts, I usually say "Yum!"   Not in this case.
+Man oh maneschevitz did these Chocoballs suck!  Some of the peanuts
+were mushy.  Others were like little pieces of cork.  Damn.  I just
+hate it when a chocolate candy lets me down, because more often
+than not, chocolate always wins in my book.  But sadly, Morinaga
+struck out majorly with this stuff.  And it's sad.  Because
+Chocoball's little mascot, a toucanish looking peanut-like bird, is
+really cute.  And who wants to slam anything that has a cute
+mascot?  Oh well.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: One Nation, Underground (CD)
+ARTIST: Various 
+ADDRESS: Monkeyland Records (7510 Sunset Boulevard, Suite 1082,
+Hollywood, CA 90046)
+E-MAIL: tripmonk@delphi.com
+PRICE: It goes for $9.00 post paid.
+One Nation, Underground.  Get it?  "One nation, under ground..." 
+Now let's all groan together because that pun, and this CD, sucks
+huge donkey balls.  It's a compilation of various bands on this new
+self described "indie/alternative" label called Monkeyland Records.
+Various bands?  Heck, they could have fooled me, because this stuff
+all sounds like it could have been done by just one band.
+Monkeyland describes the bands on this CD as "some of the best punk
+rocking, shoe gazing, grunge banging, pop rolling, new aging music
+the emerging American underground has to offer."  I don't think so,
+Mr. Promotional copy-writer.  My ears detect the over produced
+aural torture of crappy metal bands like _Sor_, _Little Savage_ and
+_Betty Stress_.  I also hear what some frat-boy bubbas would
+eloquently refer to as "dat nu wave stuff" in tracks by groups like
+_Sandrew_ and _The Candy Snatchers_.
+I have no problem with anybody recording whatever they want, but do
+me and the rest of us a big favor.  Don't try to hitch your sound
+onto a sound or a scene just because it's "hip with dem thar young
+kids!"  Just be honest, admit who you are, and cut all this
+calculated marketing crap.  We have x-ray eyes baby.  We can see
+right through it.
+  
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Woody (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Fujiya
+My correspondent in Japan sent this to me with the ever insightful
+comment "Woody.  Hey!  I wake up with a woody every morning!"  What
+a lovely image I have to work with.  Anyway.  Back to the candy. 
+The diagram on the side of the box shows us candy eaters a cross
+section of what Woody really is.  It looks like a schematic for
+chocolate covered plywood with nuts on top.  And yes faithful
+reader, this does indeed taste like chocolate covered plywood with
+nuts on top!  Yummy it ain't.  It didn't do anything for me.  Even
+the chocolate didn't have that nice chocolatey taste.  Conclusion:
+It sucked.  Gimme a Kit-Kat any day.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Like a Fool (CD)
+ARTIST: Superchunk
+ADDRESS: MERGE Records (P.O. Box 1235, Chapel Hill, NC 27514)
+PRICE: I paid $12.99.
+A kinder and gentler Superchunk?  Say it ain't so!  But don't fret
+people, because this thing is pretty damn good.  This is definitely
+a different flavor of Superchunk's fun "it'll grow on you" sound. 
+Songs like _The First Part_, _Like a Fool_, _Kicked In_ and
+_Keeping Track_ really stand out.  Mac's lyrics are still as
+lovingly pissed off and jaded as they ever were.  Laura's bass,
+unfortunately, is still buried in the damn mix!  Shit, man!  Could
+it be pumped up even a little bit?   It really works well live, and
+it worked out so fabulously on the track Superchunk did for Simple
+Machine's _Inclined Plane_ 7" compilation single.  Pump up the
+bass!
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Red Rock West (MOVIE)
+ARTIST: I forgot.  So sue me.
+PRICE: I paid $7.00.  I'm a dork.
+What an intense flick!  What a great plot!  Man, it's as extreme
+and engrossing as Hitchcock's _Stranger's On a Train_ (one dark and
+spooky flick, mind you).  Nicholas Cage plays a drifter who
+basically gets caught in a very, very, very messed up situation. 
+Mistaken identity, murder, adultery, back-stabbing you know, all
+the fun things.  The film also stars Lara Flynn Boyle of Twin Peaks
+fame and Dennis Hopper as a nutjob hit-man.  Definitely worth
+seeing.
+In the midst of writing this, someone pointed out to me that this
+flick is out on video.  In fact it was out on video for about a
+month _before_ I saw it on the big screen.  *sigh*.  So don't be a
+grade A certifiable dork like me and go burn seven bucks to see
+this flick.  Be wise and frugal and rent it out for two bucks at
+your local video place.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Manos (CD)
+ARTIST: The Spinanes
+ADDRESS: Sub Pop (1932 First Avenue, Suite 1103, Seattle, WA 98101)
+E-MAIL: info@subpop.com
+PRICE: I paid $14.00.  It goes for $13.00 post paid.  I'm a double
+dork.
+With all the digitized, sanitized, multi-filtered, over-produced
+and just plain miserable crap that's being passed off as music
+today, simplicity is a good thing.  The Spinanes _Jad Fair Drives
+Women Wild_ from the International Pop Underground LP (on K records
+for those who need to know) is one of my fave tracks because of its
+cool, catchy and simple sound. This full length release is just as
+great for the same just as great reasons.
+Rebecca and Scott, the two and only members of The Spinanes, really
+know how to create a layered and textured sound out of seemingly
+nothing.  Tracks like _Uneasy_ and _Manos_ wreak of minimalist
+poppy genius.  So is the screaming-to-be-a-single-because-it-kicks,
+_Noel, Jonah and Me_.  The only track I could live without is _I
+(heart) that Party with the Monkey Kitty_ because it's just too
+goofy a title for even my goofy sensibilities to bear, let alone
+say.  Sort of like the way I feel goofy when I say "May I have a
+cafe au lait."  But I'll forgive them...
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Snoopy and His Friends Candy Drops (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Sanrio
+Sanrio made such great candy with that Kerokerokeropi gum, that I
+half expected this stuff to be as good, or even better.  Sadly,
+Sanrio has managed to suck majorly on this sugar product.
+The flavor is bland, and the taste the fleeting.  Heck, I didn't
+even get a decent sugar buzz when I downed the whole pack in hopes
+of getting some payoff from eating this stuff.  Oh well.  I won't
+say any more since I deeply respect all of Charles Schulz's Peanuts
+creations.  Too bad Sanrio didn't have enough respect to give them
+a decent candy product.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Deep Girl (COMIC)
+ARTIST: Ariel Bordeaux
+ADDRESS: Ariel Bordeaux (573 Scott Street, Apartment "L", San
+Francisco, CA 94117)
+PRICE: It goes for $1.50 post paid.
+Tortured and funny autobiographical comics from one way-cool
+person.  The art has a Julie Doucet-like rawness, and the stories
+are really, really, really, really, really great.  Ariel has such
+a whacked-out, yet endearingly unique perspective on things.  I
+totally loved stories like _Jeff: The Boy I was Infatuated With_
+("Close together eyes.  Oblong head.  Big nose.  One eyebrow. 
+Trumpet ears.  Cute!") or a tale I have true empathy with, _Lezbo
+Hellhole_ ("We don't mind if you're straight...  Yeah, as long as
+you do the chores...").  Unlike many other "big name"
+autobiographical comic artists, I laugh _with_ her, not _at_ her. 
+Buy this thing, NOW!
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Some Old Bullshit (CD)
+ARTIST: The Beastie Boys
+ADDRESS: Grand Royal (P.O. Box 26689, Los Angeles, CA 90026)
+PRICE: I paid $7.99.  It goes for $11.00 post paid.
+The title says it all.  If the Beasties could actually play decent
+hardcore and punk, they'd still be doing it today.  The fact is
+they can't, and this CD is a painful document of their early
+attempts at doing lo-fi, angst ridden noise.
+I do have to admit that it took a lot of guts for the Grand Royal
+crew to release this thing.  It does stand as yet another example
+that no matter how good you are now, you still probably have some
+nasty skeletons hiding in the closet.  The only saving grace in
+this collection are the various remixes of _Cookie Puss_; their
+funky ballad to everyone's favorite Carvel Ice Cream Cake.  I love
+Cookie Puss to death.  It has a good beat and you can dance to it! 
+But the thing is that if you didn't grow up in New York City in the
+early eighties, the whole in-joke of Cookie Puss will just go over
+your head.  Cest la vie.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Harold and the Purple Crayon (BOOK)
+ARTIST: Crockett Johnson
+ADDRESS: HarperTrophy, a Division of HarperCollins (Any children's
+section in any bookstore should have it, although it is one of
+those non-standard size children's books that often is hard to
+shelf, and subsequently, hard to find)
+PRICE: I paid $3.95 for the softcover version.
+This little picture book has taught me more about the power of
+imagination and the ability to transform imagination into reality
+than anything I have ever read.  Harold is a free spirit, who with
+purple crayon in hand, manages to create a fun and scary world for
+him to explore.  The story flows in a dreamlike and organic way
+that is very simple, yet very real and very endearing.  I
+especially like the episode where Harold gives away left over pie
+to "a very hungry moose and a deserving porcupine."  I still don't
+know why the porcupine is so deserving.  What the hell did he ever
+do?  If you have any clue as to why, please let me know, okay?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Put the Creep On (CD)
+ARTIST: Mount Shasta
+ADDRESS: Skin Graft Records (P.O. Box 257546, Chicago, IL 60625 or
+P.O. Box 59, London, England N22 1AR)
+PRICE: I paid $1.00 from a CD store that doesn't have a clue.  I
+know it retails anywhere between $13.00 to $16.00.  
+More big balled, testosterone induced punk noise from the Chicago
+scene.  Although nowadays I'm tending to lean towards the more
+melodic, poppy "la la la" stuff that's out there, music along the
+lines of the stuff that spews out of Mount Shasta is great if
+you're in the right head for it.  Period.  If you still don't get
+what they sound like, the liner notes say that this 25 minute epic
+was "Recorded 10/25/93 3:30 A.M. to 5:15 A.M."  Get it now?  No. 
+Well how about imagining screeching guitar, strained vocals and a
+coherent beat and put through some truly lo-fi production.  You
+_still_ don't get it?  Well blow off brother and set your VCRs for
+the next Garth Brooks special.  Sources tell me that he'll be
+squeezing a huge monkey out of the sebaceous cyst that he hides
+under his big black poseur cowboy hat...  Gross image huh?  Well,
+_that's_ what Mount Shasta sounds like to me, buddy!
+
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| This was SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #2 (MAY 1994)                  |
+| All contents (c) 1994 Jack Szwergold, all rights reserved.    |
+| And after saying all that, I realize  that this is an elec-   |
+| tronic zine, which by the nature of it's medium, allows it to |
+| be  duplicated with  little or no  effort.  So this is to let |
+| you know that distribution is free. You can copy and send it  |
+| to as many people and places as you want. But the content is  |
+| mine, and plagiarism is just not a nice thing.  Which is the  |
+| only reason why I stuck a copyright statement on this thing.  |
+| So be nice, and don't claim authorship to things you didn't   |
+| write. Okay?                                                  |
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+
+-- 
+Jack Szwergold [jis@panix.com]
+
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+| &&&&  &&  && &&&&&  &&&&&& &&&&&     | COWGIRLS GET THE BLUES |
+|&&&&&& &&  && &&&&&& &&&&&& &&&&&&    | CHOCOLATE              |
+|&&  && &&  && &&  && &&     &&  &&    | ABSOLUTE BEGINNERS     |
+| &&    &&  && &&  && &&     &&  &&    | CHOCOLATE              |
+|  &&   &&  && &&&&&& &&&&&  &&&&&&    | SHONEN KNIFE           |
+|   &&  &&  && &&&&&  &&     &&&&&     | I LOVE KOALA           |
+|&&  && &&  && &&     &&     &&  &&    | CHOCOLATE              |
+|&&&&&& &&&&&& &&     &&&&&& &&  &&    | SAN FRANCISCO SEALS    |
+| &&&&   &&&&  &&     &&&&&& &&  &&    | CHOCOLATE              |
+|                                      | VELOCITY GIRL          |
+| &&&&  &&&&&& &&  && &&&&&  && &&&&&  | CHEWING GUM            |
+|&&&&&& &&&&&& &&  && &&&&&& && &&&&&& | ANTI-SOCIAL COMMENTARY |
+|&&  &&   &&   &&  && &&  && && &&  && | JONNY COHEN INTERVIEW  |
+| &&      &&   &&  && &&  && && &&  && |                        |
+|  &&     &&   &&  && &&&&&& && &&  && |                        |
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+| &&&&    &&    &&&&  &&     && &&&&&  +------------------------+
+|                                                               |
+| &&&&  &&      &&&&  &&   && &&&&&   &&&&   &&&&  &&  && +-----+
+|&&&&&& &&     &&&&&& &&& &&& &&&&&& &&&&&& &&&&&& &&  && | J 1 |
+|&&  && &&     &&  && &&&&&&& &&  && &&  && &&  && &&  && | U 9 |
+| &&    &&     &&  && && & && &&  && &&  && &&  && && &&  | N 9 |
+|  &&   &&     &&&&&& && & && &&&&&  &&  && &&  && &&&&   | E 4 |
+|   &&  &&     &&  && &&   && &&  && &&  && &&  && && &&  |     |
+|&&  && &&     &&  && &&   && &&  && &&  && &&  && &&  && |     |
+|&&&&&& &&&&&& &&  && &&   && &&&&&& &&&&&& &&&&&& &&  && |     |
+| &&&&  &&&&&& &&  && &&   && &&&&&   &&&&   &&&&  &&  && | #3  |
++---------------------------------------------------------+-----+
+|            [ But I fear the Indians of Cleveland ]            |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+     Hey there! Blah blahblah, hello. Blah, blah blah, blah hummus
+     is a meal in itself. Blah blah!!! Yummy! Blah blah blah blah
+     blah blah O.J. Simpson?!?! Blah! Saddest thing I ever heard.
+     Blah blah blahblah blah blah blahblah blah blah blah, this
+     east coast heatwave is a major pain! Blah blah blah blah blah
+     blah blah, seen the Lion King? Blah heatwave blahblah blah
+     blahblah blah, James Earl Jones? Blah--blah blahblah blah
+     blah--blah blah blah blah blah blah. Art show, blah blah blah
+     blahblah blah blah blah blah, Billy Dee Williams ain't that
+     bad an artist. Blah "Well blah de blah," blah blah blahblah
+     blah love blahblah? Yeah, right! Blah blah blah blahblah
+     heatwave sucks blah blahblah blah blah, damn! Blah blah blah
+     blahblah blah blah blahblah blah blah need sleep. Blah
+     blahblah damn heatwave blahblah blahblah blah blah, bye for
+     now!
+
+     Blahblah later!
+
+     Your over caffeinated e-zine buddy,
+
+            /       \  /
+           /____ ____\/___
+     /    //____\\    \   \
+     \___//      \\____\   \
+
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+| [ E-MAIL ]                                 [ STANDARD MAIL ]  |
+| jis@panix.com                              P.O. Box 242       |
+|                                            Village Station    |
+|                                            New York, NY 10014 |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+TITLE: Even Cowgirls Get the Blues (MOVIE)
+ARTIST: Gus Van Sant
+PRICE: I paid $7.00 too much.
+I really, really, really wanted to like this flick but sadly, this
+thing is lame, lame, lame! Uma Thurman plays Sissy Hankshaw, a
+woman who is born with two incredibly huge thumbs; a blessing and
+a curse. They allow her to be the queen of hitchhikers. They look
+like two huge flesh colored cigar tubes. But even if the makeup was
+better, the film would still stink as bad as the N.Y.C. Subway on
+a warm summer day.
+     First off, this film is in some serious need of cohesion. The
+story, in and of itself, is quirky and intriguing but the pacing of
+the film is way, way off (maybe that's related to the fact that
+poor ol' Gus had to edit and re-edit this thing a jillion times
+before the studio would release it). Second, someone should have
+called in the nepotism police when Rain Phoenix was cast in this
+thing as Bonanza Jellybean. She can't act her way out of a
+biodegradable paper bag. Thirdly--and lastly--great characters like
+Julian Gitchie (Keanu Reeves), Delores Del Ruby (Lorraine Bracco)
+and The Chink (Pat Morita) were never developed, expanded or
+explained. Ugh, uggh, UGGGH! Gus has done better work in both
+_Drugstore Cowboy_ and _My Own Private Idaho_. Rent them. Watch
+them. Love them.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: American Bar (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Fujiya
+Very rich and chocolatey stuff from those fine candy makers in
+Japan. A huge 6 inch long monster of a chocolate bar filled with
+nut chips and cookie crumbs. Yum! I almost forgot to mention the
+little air-bubbles in this thing which makes it literally melt in
+your mouth. Absolutely, dee-lish-uss! But here's a word of warning
+for all you candy loving people out there. Don't _ever_ do what I
+did and eat this thing at 4 in the morning when you can't get to
+sleep and you start to have some severe munchie-like urges.
+     Although the taste _will_ make you feel good, believe me
+buddy, within minutes you _will_ feel nauseous as hell! Not mention
+the fact that sugar and theobromine (the stuff in chocolate that
+gives it that caffeine like kick, FYI) doesn't help _anyone_ with
+normal body chemistry get to sleep. So don't be a putz--like moi--
+and eat stuff like this in the middle of the night, okay?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Absolute Beginners (ZINE)
+ARTIST: Absolute Beginners Club
+ADDRESS: Andrea Vaughn (P.O. Box 413, Saint James, NY 11780)
+PRICE: It goes for $2.00 post paid (USA) and $4.00 post paid
+(WORLD)
+It's 1994 and mods still exist. And out in the seemingly sterile,
+suburbia-like land of Long Island of all places. This zine is
+filled with mod manifestos, ramblings and related popish and
+punkish miscellany. It's totally great! While I don't totally agree
+with some of the politics and such that are espoused in this thing,
+there is enough balance between serious and light-hearted stuff in
+this zine to make it very readable and enjoyable.
+     I loved the essay on the joys of doing origami (which includes
+diagrams of course). I liked the short interview with Michael G.--
+who along with Andrea Vaughn, founded the Absolute Beginners Club--
+since he echoes a lot of feelings I have about the art and music
+scene here in New York. And the piece on Andrea meeting
+Kerokerokeropi is really, really neat. I especially loved the part
+where the jaded author sums up her experience in the line "Sanrio
+should just stick to what they really do well--making stuff that's
+useless and fun. Kind of like life."  So true. So, so true.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Prince Polo (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Olza S.A.
+Poland based Olza self-describes this stuff as "crisp cocoa wafers
+with chocolate coating". Yeah, they are chocolate coated crisp
+cocoa wafers--very good tasting chocolate crisp cocoa wafers, if I
+do say so myself--but they forgot to mention the most important
+thing about their product. Prince Polo bars are cheaper than
+dirt!!! A box of 15 of these bars goes for about 4 bucks when you
+buy it from most any of the Russian vendors in Little Odessa (which
+is more commonly known as Brighton Beach, Brooklyn, N.Y., U.S.A.
+for those who don't know). That comes out to about 25 cents per bar
+folks; a damn tasty and thrifty deal. The only gripe I have stems
+from a little "note to customers" Olza encloses in each box of this
+stuff.
+     For the most part, it's nice and cordial and thanks you for
+buying their product, but then they tell you that "under the
+influence of heat, chocolate may become grey, what does not
+influence its taste or nutritive value."  Broken english aside,
+nobody is _ever_ going tell me that eating grey chocolate is a good
+thing. Grey chocolate? Bleagh! I'd rather eat that white chocolate
+stuff (which, to me, is not really white or really chocolatey at
+all). And "nutritive value"? What's up with that?!? Nobody I know
+consumes chocolate for it's "nutritive value". That is unless it
+has peanuts in it. Peanuts are a good source of protein, you know.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Shonen Knife and Combo Congas (LIVE SHOW)
+ARTIST: Pretty obivious, I think.
+WHEN: June 5, 1994
+WHERE: Osaka, Japan
+[Review by Matt Kaufman]
+I saw Shonen Knife yesterday (June 5, 1994) and they were amazing.
+They did all the songs they used to do before they signed to Virgin
+such as _Bananafish_, _Fruit Loop Dreams_, _Public Bath_ etc. The
+only bad thing about the show is that since school is out in the
+United States a lot of yuppie types are coming to Japan to visit
+their friends and stuff. There were a couple of jerks who pushed
+their way up to the front without any consideration for others.
+     Naoko talked about being on _Late Night with Conan O'Brien_
+with John Goodman, and either the streaker or the inside-out body
+guy came on but I couldn't hear because the two yuppies started
+yelling "Yay Conan" at the top of their lungs. But the show was
+still great and anyone who says they can hardly play their
+instruments has got to be insane. Oh, they also had a flea market
+in which they sold clothes and stuff.
+     I got a leather jacket (Made in England) for my girlfriend for
+only 10 bucks! I bought a hooded sweatshirt thingy for 2 bucks and
+I got this Koala button that they picked up on tour in australia
+for a dime (See review below). The opening act was this power pop
+duo called _Combo Congas_ and they were incredible. Kind of like
+Shonen Knife's little brother band. For the encore both bands came
+out and did _Cycling is Fun_ and a cover of the 60s swinger,
+_Heatwave_.
+[ SETLIST (Shonen Knife): _Miracles_, _Banana Leaf_, _Summer Time
+Boogie_, _Elephant Pao Pao_, _Chocobars_, _Bananafish_, _I Am a
+Cat_, _Ice Cream City_, _Public Bath_, _Cherry Bomb_ (Runaways/Joan
+Jett cover) and _Lazybones_. ENCORE (w/Combo Congas): _Cycling is
+Fun_, _Fruit Loop Dreams_ and _Heatwave_. ]
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: "I LOVE KOALA" Button (MISC)
+ARTIST: Someone
+This button would be your average run of the mill cute kiddie
+button, except for a few things. First, he is chewing some sort of
+funny looking flower in his little koala mouth. Second, the koala
+has this spacey, goofy, giddy smirk on his little koala face.
+Third, his little koala paw is buried in his little koala crotch.
+What the heck _is_ this koala doing? What type of flower _is_ he
+chewing on? This may be an _I LOVE KOALA_ button, but I personally
+think this koala is doing a pretty good job of loving him/herself.
+Yes-sir-eee.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Nutty New Yorker (CANDY)
+ARTIST: New York's Finest Chocolate Company
+I've been seeing these chocolate bars in stores all over the place.
+But something instinctually kept me from trying this new junk food
+product. Yet eventually, in a desperate need for food, I caved in
+and bought one. Cookie chips, almonds and milk chocolate. Sounds
+good, huh? Normally that's not a bad combination, but man oh man,
+there is definitely something wrong here. Eating this thing was a
+big, nay, _humongous_ mistake. After eating this thing, I felt
+incredibly nauseous. I haven't felt this sick since I ate a screwed
+up hot dog back when I was eleven. I haven't puked since. This
+thing may break might break record. Uggh! I'm going to lie down
+now.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Now Here (CD)
+ARTIST: The San Francisco Seals
+ADDRESS: Matador Records (676 Broadway, New York, NY 10012)
+PRICE: I paid $10.99
+Barbara Manning, driving force and co-producer of this thing, can
+do no wrong. This whole album is one great collection of guitary,
+folksy, jangly pop. This is the kind of stuff I kill for, and I
+love this thing to death! Swingin' original tracks like _Back
+Again_ and _Day 12_ mix in perfectly with cover tracks like _Baby
+Blue_ and _Janine's Dream_. Most of the audio non-sequiturs that
+pop up all over this album are fun and neat, with one exception.
+The alarm-like bells near the end of _Back Again_ really throw the
+song off-kilter; they are _way_ too distracting. But who cares
+about nit-picky stuff like that. As a whole, this is well worth
+listening to.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Crunky Kids (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Lotte
+This Japanese candy gives _DEAN Chocolate Candy_ (See Slambook #1)
+a serious run for the money. Little bite-sized, pillow shaped dark
+chocolate squares filled with crispy rice. This stuff is damn good
+eating! Not too sweet. Not too bitter. And the crispy rice stuff is
+actually spread evenly throughout each little piece of chocolate.
+How _did_ they do that? And if that wasn't enough to convince you
+that this stuff kicks, check out the neat packaging.
+     The chocolate comes in a little box with a drawer that slides
+out when you want a piece of chocolate and neatly slides back so
+you can save some for later (so you can save some for later and not
+be a pig, FYI). Works a lot more effectively than the little "fold
+in the flap" contraptions that are on most boxes of American
+chocolate. The fine people at Lotte put a lot of thought and care
+into this thing. Only wish the marketing team came up with a better
+name. _Crunky Kids_? Who would want to eat a Crunky Kid? What's
+next? Moody Bastards?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Sorry Again (CD)
+ARTIST: Velocity Girl
+ADDRESS: Sub Pop (1932 First Avenue, Suite 1103, Seattle, WA 98101)
+E-MAIL: info@subpop.com
+PRICE: I paid $7.00.
+This maxi-single sounds okay... Well not really... But, I dunno...
+I mean geez, this isn't the _Velocity Girl_ that _I_ remember. But
+I guess I remembered them wrong? Or maybe they're reinventing
+themselves? Who knows. The title track--which comes off of their
+second full-length album _Simpatico!_--is really great guitar pop.
+I definitely could listen to more stuff like this. But the other
+tracks really fall flat and do nothing for me.
+     _Marzipan_ is decent, but not to die for. _Diamond Jubilee_ is
+the only track on this maxi-single sung by Archie, and it doesn't
+really come off well on any level. _Labrador_ is just totally
+unbearable to my ears. The synthesizer stuff in it just reminds me
+too much of the riffs that you hear mainly on early 80s "new-wave"
+songs. Ugggh! Overall, the sound is too smooth and calculated for
+my taste. It didn't grab me in the same way that Velocity Girl's
+older material did. *sigh*
+      Oh well, things change. That's life. Time to chew some gum.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Black Black (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Lotte
+You haven't lived until you've tried _this_ stuff. It's been highly
+recommend to me by many sugar jockey friends of mine, but I'll be
+damned if I ever consider _Black Black_ to be "sugary" in any way.
+This is the weirdest candy I have _ever_ tasted. The flavor changes
+and mutates the longer you chew it.
+     First, it tastes like licorice--really gritty, bitter and
+strong licorice. Then it gets minty--sharp and mouth stingingly
+minty. Then it gets mentholy--much more mentholy than even most
+throat lozenges get. If you keep on chewing it, before you know it,
+it tastes like your mouth has been swabbed down and scrubbed out
+with some kind of industrial strength cleanser. Bleagh! Although it
+tastes horrific, it does have a purpose. Its potent flavor can help
+clean out, wash away and destroy any unwanted odors or aftertastes
+in your mouth. Bad tasting _and_ useful.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Anti-Social Commentary #1 (COMIC)
+ARTIST: Emily Ryan Lerner
+ADDRESS: Emily Ryan Lerner (P.O. Box 12, Old Chatham, NY 12136)
+PRICE: It goes for $.50 plus two first class stamps.
+This small collection of comics by Emily is extremely likeable. The
+artwork is very simple, doodly and scrawl-like. The stories are
+neat and well paced. _Conversion of the High Schoolers_ is an
+amusing commentary on religious "right wing old men in suits" who
+pass out bibles, and try to convert kids in and around school
+campuses. I almost died laughing at _An American Love Story_. It's
+the heartwarming the story of a crazy man named Bob who falls in
+love with a monster who is roaming the city in search of health
+food ("anything organically grown"). One of the best lines comes
+when the relationship between Bob and the monster goes sour, "Bob
+lived with the trees until Christmas season."  Surreal _and_ funny.
+A neat combination.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Jonny Cohen (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Jonny Cohen
+ADDRESS: TeenBeat (P.O. Box 3265, Arlington, VA 22203)
+Jonny Cohen is namesake, head honcho and driving force of TeenBeat
+rock sensation, _Jonny Cohen's Love Machine_. The Love Machine's
+sound can be called anything from rockish to punkish to popish to
+whatever. Although you can't pin a label on the Love Machine, Jonny
+himself is definitely creative, funny and has a weird sense of
+humor. This interview was done in May, 1994.
+[SLAM]    Is there any basic rule you stick by as far as the whole
+          creative thing goes? As far as keeping your focus goes?
+[J.C.]    I find that not hearing too much about what the public
+          thinks helps a lot.
+[SLAM]    So it's better to concentrate on yourself.
+[J.C.]    I find it better to just do your stuff. Not leave
+          yourself vulnerable to what people say. I always want to
+          hear what people have to say, but I find that it's better
+          not to hear it.
+[SLAM]    Does _Jonny Cohen's Love Machine_ do live gigs?
+[J.C.]    We play in Washington, D.C. quite a bit.
+[SLAM]    Is that with the lineup that's off of _Getting Our Heads
+          Back Together_?
+[J.C.]    No, it's changed a little bit since then. We have a new
+          a drummer who was on _Getting Our Heads Back Together_
+          but someone who played bass for _Getting Our Heads Back
+          Together_ isn't in the band anymore. And we have someone
+          who's playing guitar with the other guitar player. And
+          the guy who played piano on _Getting Our Heads Back
+          Together_ is playing bass, just because it was
+          convenient. When you have friends and they want to do it-
+          -and it seems like good there's chemistry--you shift a
+          bit.
+[SLAM]    How did you get started in the whole punk/indie-rock
+          thing?
+[J.C.]    It's really a thing where you could say I just did it
+          because my friends did it. I just thought "Hey! I can do
+          this."   So I just thought that I could do it, and I
+          guess I had a sense of fun about it.
+[SLAM]    For me that's the neatest thing about it. It sounds like
+          it's totally spontaneous.
+[J.C.]    I kind of went nuts. I just thought it was really fun. In
+          some ways I don't understand the where I come off, the
+          way I come off. Like with _Time Loop_ (from the self-
+          titled first album), all I was thinking in _Time Loop_
+          was that it sounds circular. And I thought "Wow, that's
+          really fun."
+[SLAM]    So it's all spontaneous fun, as opposed to stiff,
+          calculated expertise.
+[J.C.]    Expertise can be an excuse for not showing yourself.
+[SLAM]    Is your singing related to that? Since a lot of people's
+          first reaction to your music is "Uggh, _he_ can't sing!"
+[J.C.]    I really don't realize too well that I can't sing. So, I
+          just think it's a good time and that I'm getting my words
+          across and everything. I don't really recognize that I
+          can't sing. That's part of the reason I'm able to do it.
+          If I was really aware that people hated my singing I
+          don't know if I could do it. What was I thinking was "I
+          hope they get crazy and catch on to the circularness and
+          run around in circles and just smash each other and stuff
+          like that."
+[SLAM]    Just get into the whole sound of it.
+[J.C.]    The whole visual effect. I think it's psychedelic and
+          it's the funness of it. I could just imagine everybody
+          dancing in circles and hitting each other and having fun.
+[SLAM]    Does that ever happen?
+[J.C.]    No. That doesn't happen. (laughs)
+[SLAM]    So what do people end up doing at live shows?
+[J.C.]    That was a big disappointment to me; I think I was very
+          naive. I thought that for each song people would start
+          doing different things and stuff like that. It didn't
+          happen. Some things happen that make it hard. I don't
+          project as well as I would like to live, so people can't
+          hear the words a whole lot.
+[SLAM]    Does the audience just stand around and stare, or do they
+          mosh like idiots?
+[J.C.]    No, no. They just stand around. People who do mosh tend
+          to not be that interested; they do it as a joke and then
+          leave. And then I get excited because they do that--
+          because that's what I want these people to do--and then
+          it turns out that they're not interested. It's funny that
+          way.
+[SLAM]    Where do the shows happen?
+[J.C.]    We play at the _15 Minute Club_. We have a regular gig
+          there right now. We get occasional shows at other places,
+          but I like the _15 Minute Club_. We also played at the
+          _Simple Machines Working Holiday Three-Day Weekend_.
+[SLAM]    How did that go off?
+[J.C.]    I have a hard time getting a feel for live shows, but I
+          thought we had a real good show. The band we had at that
+          was very spontaneous. It's getting to be more of a
+          straight rock and roll thing than a gimmick thing. That's
+          just the way it's going. At first I had gimmick idea and
+          nobody responded to it.
+[SLAM]    Gimmick?
+[J.C.]    I came up with a gimmick for most of my stuff. _Time
+          Loop_ = People dancing around in circles. _Civil
+          Underminer Engineer_ = People putting on sunglasses and
+          acting cool. I kind of had a gimmick for every song. Now
+          I kind of went off that, and just started trying to make
+          interesting sounds and stuff and start to go in a rock
+          and roll direction. Another thing with the songs is that
+          I try to make them unique and interesting musically. I've
+          been going more in that direction, partly from people not
+          latching onto my gimmicks and partly as a kind of
+          confidence in my own musical ideas. I don't have a good
+          voice. I have good ideas. I'll stick to that.
+[SLAM]    What drives you? Where do the ideas comes from?
+[J.C.]    Being half crazy and wanting to express myself. And
+          actually, I don't know where my ideas really came from.
+          I liked pop music as a kid, but I don't see it too much
+          in the stuff I do. I do see it partially. You know the
+          songs in 70s like _How Do You Do_ and stuff like that.
+          Where the melody would convey certain emotions. It was
+          very based on the melody. And the melody would have a
+          goofy sound. And I think I was thinking I wanted to do
+          that, and kind of have it with more of an edge. More
+          exciting. Less restrained. More all out. So in a way it's
+          like putting an edge on commercial pop from the 70s which
+          I like, but I wish they would have gotten more creative.
+[SLAM]    So you'd call your sound more of a punk/pop sound?
+[J.C.]    You can call it punk _Captain and Tenelle_. That kind of
+          is what I was thinking. People with good ideas but they
+          were too restrained. I do think the visual side of
+          melodies can really be fun. I like hearing a song and
+          getting pictures in my head from the melody and from
+          everything, actually. I think I have more of a problem
+          just feeling the motions of the beat and everything. I
+          kind of see music like seeing images in my head more than
+          feeling it.
+[SLAM]    So there's a whole visual aspect to your stuff. Anything
+          else?
+[J.C.]    Another big thing about it is that I've gone through my
+          whole life feeling like everything I do is mediocre and
+          nothing I do is worthwhile. And you just think that and
+          you say "Screw that."  You know, what am I going to do?
+          Just live my life and have everybody tell me that I am a
+          mediocre person, or am I going to try something and say
+          "To hell with it." I think a lot of people get
+          discouraged in general because they are taught none of
+          their ideas are very good.
+[SLAM]    So it's better to just say "Fuck it" and do it.
+[J.C.]    It seems to me that's almost what you have to do to do it
+          at all. You have develop that attitude. That's certainly
+          what I had to do.
+[SLAM]    What input does the band have in things?
+[J.C.]    The guitarist Pete (Nelson) has done all my records and
+          he's really great and me and him a great rapport. His
+          feelings and my feelings mesh really well. He definitely
+          plays the songs as an individual; he has his own style
+          and everything. But that's good, I think that in art you
+          have to compromise and not compromise.
+[SLAM]    Balance things out.
+[J.C.]    We have struck a balance. It seems like he really makes
+          my stuff go. He's been very vital. These days we have
+          another guitarist working with him.
+[SLAM]    Are there plans to put out any new material?
+[J.C.]    We have some ideas, but I did kind of start off with a
+          bang where I just went crazy and then I cooled off.
+          That's just the way I am. When I have an idea sometimes
+          I just go crazy with it and then I sort of start to think
+          and then things slow down. Something will happen and then
+          I'll think about it and I'll ease off quite a bit.
+[SLAM]    Eternal procrastination?
+[J.C.]    At first I'm just real excited about something and just
+          go crazy. And then I'll start to think a little and some
+          of the edge goes out of it.
+[SLAM]    The _Space Butterfly_ material sounded a lot different
+          from all your other stuff.
+[J.C.]    That was more of an arty thing. I actually wanted to just
+          put out _Getting Our Heads Back Together_ next, but
+          things went slow and I had to keep things going and I got
+          together another talented musician (Ward Shortridge) with
+          Pete again and Ward's brother (Matt Shortridge) who plays
+          fiddle. I started working with another friend whose thing
+          is folk music and he does it very well, and it's much
+          different than rock music. So it gives it a real
+          different feel and that's definitely a good thing about
+          my songs is that they're very adaptable. I mean I
+          originally wrote the songs with the idea that if I didn't
+          get any help, I'd sing them by myself. So when that
+          happens, the instruments tend to just be gravy. Because
+          if you can just sing a melody and it has the feeling of
+          the song in itself, I think that all the musician has to
+          do is play the song with the feeling. And that's it.
+[SLAM]    So it flows because it's simplicity.
+[J.C.]    Just as long as the musician feels it. I think actually
+          on different cuts and stuff you can hear the musicians
+          feel it more or less in the different ways that they're
+          done.
+[SLAM]    _I'm Not an Anorexic_ (from the _Space Butterfly_ 7" EP)
+          was really weird in a good way.
+[J.C.]    _I'm Not an Anorexic_ I wanted to do as a rock song. But
+          I don't know, it doesn't sound as good as a rock song.
+[SLAM]    It's a real scary sounding thing.
+[J.C.]    Mark (Robinson) helped to produce that song and the scary
+          idea was partly his and I'm scared of that stuff because
+          I like the songs to be straightforward and not confusing.
+          And that song is confusing.
+[SLAM]    What was the concept behind that one?
+[J.C.]    The idea is to have this punk rock song about anorexics.
+          The idea was to play it like a rock song and have these
+          anorexic girls dancing around hitting each other. I
+          always have ideas of people smashing each other.
+[SLAM]    Man oh man, what a visual you just gave me!
+[J.C.]    That was the idea. Having an anorexic rock band playing
+          _I'm Not an Anorexic_ and all these skinny girls hitting
+          each other and stuff.
+[SLAM]    That's really surreal.
+[J.C.]    Mine is a happy anorexic song that I think that a real
+          anorexic band would play. But it's a fantasy. I'm just an
+          optimist you know.
+[SLAM]    Any else you want to say?
+[J.C.]    One thing. With art and performance. It's just tricky.
+          You don't want to give too much of yourself away. There's
+          got to be a balance or it can drive you crazy. It'll ruin
+          the whole thing.
+
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| This was SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #3 (JUNE 1994)                 |
+| All contents (c) 1994 Jack Szwergold, all rights reserved.    |
+| And after saying all that, I realize  that this is an elec-   |
+| tronic zine, which by the nature of it's medium, allows it to |
+| be  duplicated with  little or no  effort. So this is to let  |
+| you know that distribution is free. You can copy and send it  |
+| to as many people and places as you want. But the content is  |
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+| only reason why I stuck a copyright statement on this thing.  |
+| So be nice, and don't claim authorship to things you didn't   |
+| write. Okay?                                                  |
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+|    [ All of Andy Wharhol's superstars were either dead, ]     |
+|                [ or working in shoe stores ]                  |
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+     People have been enjoying the taste of our product for less
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+TITLE: God Don't Make No Junk (CD)
+ARTIST: The Halo Benders
+ADDRESS: K (Box 7154, Olympia, WA 98507)
+PRICE: I paid $12.99.
+Calvin Johnson's latest non-Beat Happening side project is one of
+the funnest things I've heard in a long time.  Ten ultra-neat lo-
+fi, poppy and punky, garage rock songs about girl, guys,
+relationships and all of the fun junk that falls in between those
+categorical cracks.  So lyrically, _God Don't Make No Junk_ is what
+most of us Beat Happening fans--and most of us are, right?--are
+used to.  Musically, it's a slightly different story.
+     The Halo Benders aren't as minimalist in sound as Beat
+Happening--thanks to a noticeably fuller rhythm section on most of
+the tracks--and there's little, if any, of the typical guitar
+feedback in this collection.  Glue that together with some great
+Steve Fisk mixing, and you got yourself one fine album.  Standout
+cuts include _Will Work For Food_, _Freedom Ride_ and my personal
+fave, _Don't Touch My Bikini_.  Just the mere idea of Calvin
+singing about bikini's from the first person voice is enough to
+make me like it.  Oh yeah, for some reason the track _Scarin_
+sounds like a Jeff Lynne/ELO ballad on a bagful of peyote.  Haven't
+decided if that is a bad or a good thing, but you've been warned.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Piyochan's Lemon Chewing Gum (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Creative Yoko Co., Ltd.
+Piyochan is a cute little yellow chick-bird who likes lemons.  This
+cute little bird is also the ever lovable pitch-person for some
+damn fine tasting lemon flavored chewing gum.  The flavor can only
+be described as being some funky gimmish of massive citrus tartness
+and gushing sugary sweetness.  Insanely good stuff.  But while the
+flavor is great, I don't like the way the flavor dies off.  It
+doesn't fade away like other types of gum or candy. It just plain
+disappears, not even leaving an aftertaste behind.  *sigh*  What's
+up with that?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Your Silent Face/You're So Good To Me (7" SINGLE)
+ARTIST: Velocity Girl
+ADDRESS: MERGE Records (P.O. Box 1235, Chapel Hill, NC 27514)
+PRICE: It goes for $3 post paid.
+Indie pop people, Velocity Girl, do the cover-song thing with this
+two cut hunk o' vinyl.  _Your Silent Face_, one of my all-time fave
+New Order songs, gets redone via a synthesizerless, sugary and
+harmonica accompanied arrangement.  Not as moody--a bit too cheery-
+-than the original, but not too bad either.  The other side,
+_You're So Good To Me_, is a great version of a good song by
+everyone's fave Beach Boy, Brian Wilson.  Velocity Girl's guitar
+pop-sound was meant for tunes like this.  One of the guys--Archie
+I assume--sings the lead on this, accompanied by some great twangy
+guitar, and Sarah's la-la-las.  No badness on this one at all.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: ACEROLA Chewing Gum (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Lotte
+What do you think of when you read the word, ACEROLA?  For some
+reason, when I first read the label on this gum I thought of some
+ol' gruff old bastard looking at me and saying "Hey kid!  You don't
+know shit from acerola!"  And frankly, I don't.  So sue me.  A
+quick gander in Webster's New Collegiate Dictionary tells me that
+acerola is "a West Indian shrub with mildly acid cherry-like fruits
+very rich in vitamin C", which is a pretty accurate description of
+what this gum tastes like.
+     It has an incredibly tart cherry taste that stings my
+tastebuds; which is a good thing.  The flavor is so sweet and
+strong that even after the gum is gone, it leaves a yummy cherry-
+like aftertaste floating through my mouth.  *sigh*  Chewing gum
+heaven.  Worth getting your hands on at any cost.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Sof' Boy Volume 2, Issue 2 (COMIC)
+ARTIST: Archer Prewitt
+ADDRESS: Simple Machines (P.O. Box 10290, Arlington, VA 22210-1290)
+PRICE: I paid $1.50, but I'd send them a stamp/IRC for a current
+catalog to make sure this is still available from them.
+I'm gonna cut to the chase, Archer Prewitt, of Chicago swingers
+lounge swingers Coctails, has put together one of the best mini-
+comics I have ever seen.  Gush city on this one, so stop reading
+this review if you're incurably misanthropic, and hate ultra-happy
+reviews, okay?
+     Technically speaking, this mini-comic _is_ actually a _mini_
+comic.  Four-color separations and everything in a lovely 4.25" x
+5.25" package.  Considering that most mini's are black and white
+xerox jobs that are hastily collated and stapled together, this one
+definitely stands out from the crowd.
+     Sof' Boy, our cute protagonist, looks like a relative of the
+Pillsbury doughboy, acts as naively benevolent as Barney the
+Dinosaur, and has the magical ability to put/pull himself back
+together like the '70s cartoon fave, the Shmoo.  He is such the
+loveable, and eternally optimistic, dork!  I guess you have to be
+when you live in the nasty world he lives in.
+     It's a world filled with vagrants who feel him up, steam
+rollers that run him over, kids who pump him full of lead, old men
+who beat him up with canes and speeding cars that decapitate him. 
+Wouldn't _you_ be an optimist if _you_ lived in such a world? 
+Regardless of what's thrown at him, Sof' Boy pulls through it all
+with a big dorky smile on his face, and that's why I love him.  My
+fave moment of Sof' Boy cheerfulness occurs when he's mistakenly
+arrested for gun possession.
+     His ass is kicked into paddy wagon, then he's photographed,
+finger printed and thrown into a dark and dingy prison cell that's
+equipped with only a toilet and cot as furniture.  "What a
+comfortable cot..." he says as lays down in it.  As I said, he is
+such the optimistic dork.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: The Heart's Tremolo (CD)
+ARTIST: Tsunami
+ADDRESS: Simple Machines (P.O. Box 10290, Arlington, VA 22210-1290)
+PRICE: It goes for $10.00 post paid.
+Listening to _The Heart's Tremolo_ was a big kick in the head to
+this Tsunami fan.  Individually, their songs and singles have
+always been great but their first full-length album, _Deep End_,
+really sounded like it was rushed.  Everything on that LP just
+seemed to be tossed together with no particular rhyme or reason. 
+This time around all of the things that make Tsunami great fall
+into place perfectly.  Songs flow smoothly from one to another in
+a really neat and well thought out package.
+     Soft melodies in tracks like _Quietnova_ and _Fits and Starts_
+do a nice job of bridging and balancing the more rockin' din of
+_Loud is as Loud Does_, _Cowed by the Bla Bla_ and _Be Like That_. 
+There's even a groovy instrumental, _Slaw_, which has a guitar
+section that sounds like it was lifted straight off of--I'm not
+kidding you folks--Black Sabbath's _War Pigs_.  The track does a
+pretty good job of dividing the CD's 10 tracks; not mention making
+me dig up my war-torn copy of _Paranoid_ just to satiate my aural
+delusions.  The only cut that sounds a bit weak is _Kidding on the
+Square_, but lyrics like "do you have the guts to pick up a penny
+off the ground" make it totally unhateable.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Tsunami & Codeine (LIVE SHOW)
+ARTIST: Pretty obvious, no?
+To say that lovely New York City--and most of the east coast--
+was hotter than hell the day of this show at CBGBs is a major
+understatement.  It was a zillion-gajillion degrees, and then some. 
+But I'm rambling...
+     Tsunami was great, doing lots of new material off of _The
+Heart's Tremolo_.  Can't remember the names of all the songs they
+played--who can remember or think when they're slowly
+dehydrating--but I do remember them doing _Slaw_, _Sometimes a
+Notion_, _460_, _Be Like That_, _Le Bride De Elegance_, _Fast Food
+Medicine_ and a whole bunch of other stuff.  Jenny and Kristin were
+great doing their guitar/vocal thing.  Andrew's bass was slightly
+sluggish, but okay.  And John's jazzish drumming was incredibly
+refreshing (Fuck, I sound like Kramer...)
+     Miscellany-wise, Kristin had a good rant about the utter
+stupidity of wearing polyester shirts in gym class (I hear ya...)
+and Jenny had a neat sales-pitch/story about almost losing a whole
+bunch of Tsunami t-shirts on a flight from Chicago.  A very well
+composed and polite band, considering that the crowd was literally
+filled with frat-boys--or people who just enjoy looking like them--
+shouting about how they wanted to "do a mosh pit". *sigh*  Not to
+mention this drunk bud-boy who was standing on the chair next to me
+talkin' about how cool it was when he and some buddies trashed up
+some place at some Mighty Mighty BossTones show.  *sigh*  I get's
+better, read on...
+     Buddy almost falls off the chair, so I grab him.  I ask "You
+okay?"  He say "Nahh.  I wasn't worried, there's more than enough
+cleavage here to brace my fall, ya know [nod, wink, nudge]..." 
+*sigh* ad infinitum.  Is there some tour bus--maybe one of those
+double-decker jobs that you see all over New York City--that
+guarantees to drop off losers at CBs on Saturday nights?
+     Codeine was as sluggishly great as they always are, although
+it was mildly depressing to see that tons of people cleared out
+after Tsunami.  What's up with that?  Hath people no taste.  Is
+Simple Machines Sub Pop's next big threat?  Hmmmm... The mind
+wobbles...
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Marvin the Album (CD)
+ARTIST: Frente!
+ADDRESS: Mammoth/Atlantic (Or is that Atlantic/Mammoth? 
+Regardless, most any of the overpriced chain record places will
+have this thing.)
+PRICE: Costs more than pizza.  Not to mention, it's less filling.
+Back in junior high school, our spanish teacher made us memorize
+inane conversation-like scripts in hopes of making everyone bi-
+lingual.  It didn't work.  Neither does this album.  Join me as I
+write this review in a tribute-like fashion in honor of my junior
+high spanish teacher, Ms. Bentham.
+
+     NOT ME:   Mi amigo, donde esta mi _Frente!_ grabacion?
+     ME:       Tu _Frente!_ grabacion es en basura...
+     NOT ME:   Hay dios mio!
+     ME:       Lo compadazco.  _Frente!_ es un conyo mas grande...
+     NOT ME:   Tu esta muy boracho!
+     ME:       Si.  Mi favorito jugador de beisbol es Fernando
+               Valenzuella!
+     NOT ME:   Tu esta _muy_ boracho!
+
+CONCLUSION: My spanish sucks, and so does this album.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Twenty Six Panel Sex Comic (COMIC)
+ARTIST: Ron Rege
+ADDRESS: NiB Comics (P.O. Box 382163, Cambridge, MA 02238)
+PRICE: It goes for $2.00 post paid.
+All you nutty, koo-koo-crazy, indie-rock kiddies have probably have
+seen Ron Rege's work on Swirlies album covers, t-shirts and other
+assorted miscellany.  In fact, one of the best comics he's ever
+done, _Beauty Section_, is part of the album art to the Swirlies
+LP, _Blonder Tongue Audio Baton_.  But that's besides the point. 
+This comic is great in it's own way.
+     First, you get what you pay for, 26 full-page panels that
+poetically philosophize and analyze that wonderfully mysterious
+thing that drives us all, sex.  But all you sleaze-balls can just
+back off and put your hairy palms back in your pockets.  This isn't
+a pornographic jizz-fest like _Cherry Poptart_ or other "adult"
+comics.  Ron has a brain and uses it.
+     On orgasms?  "It doesn't matter if I draw a half-assed attempt
+[at visually explaining orgasms] because no matter what I or anyone
+draws no image can come close to what this feels like."  On lust? 
+"I remember my heart fluttering over the girls in kindergarten.  I
+am very sensitive to the fact that it is no fun to be a woman,
+being ogled by men all the time."  On homosexuality? "If it feels
+right to you, then by all means, I'm all for it!"  On love? "Love
+exists!"  Combine statements as cooly honest as that with some
+funky primitive/abstract art and you have one great comic.  Very
+much worth the money.  And if you're too cheap to buy his stuff,
+send him a S.A.S.E. and he'll send you something cool.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Juicy & Fresh (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Lotte
+Ugggh!  Bealgh!  P-tooey!  What a friggin' lie and sham the name of
+this gum is. Juicy _and_ Fresh?  I don't think so.  Juicy?  Nah, it
+has a taste reminiscent of the gritty, bitter taste one gets when
+one bites into an unripe piece of produce.  And fresh?  No way!  No
+matter how long chew this stuff, it never manages to lose its
+chemical-like, mothball rich taste.  Yikes!  An el cheapo pack of
+good ol' American _Juicyfruit_ tastes a helluva lot better than an
+ultra-expensive pack of this Japanese confectionery travesty.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Prescription drugs that Jeff had to take (DRUGS)
+ARTIST: Jeff, Jeff's dentist and various pharmaceutical companies
+ADDRESS: X Magazine (P.O. Box 1077, Royal Oak, MI 48068-1077)
+E-MAIL: xmag@world.std.com
+PRICE: No loser, he will _not_ sell you these, or any drugs, so
+don't even _think_ about asking.  But you can send him $3.00 for a
+sample issue of X Magazine--It's Cyberlicious!
+[Reviews by Jeff Hansen]
+PENICILLIN: Pretty straightforward. You'd have to be born under a
+            rock not to know that this is an anti-biotic. You may
+            not know, however, that it goes with either red or
+            white wine.
+            [SIDE EFFECTS: decreases effectiveness of oral
+            contraceptives; diarrhea.]
+PERCOCET:   I was originally given these pills to combat Wisdom
+            Teeth Removal Pain (sounds like the Chi Peps' new
+            album). I was told to take a pill IMMEDIATELY. However,
+            because of the numbness of my lower lip and general
+            hilarity, I shot the pill clear across the bathroom
+            along with a large amount of water. I didn't find it
+            until five (miraculously) pain-free hours later. This
+            pill will make you feel groggy, groggy, groggy. But a
+            good kind of groggy. My sister had to dip into my
+            supply for some post-op pain she had; she informs me
+            that it (an accidental double-dose) makes Saturday
+            Night Live seem funny, so you KNOW it's powerful goo.
+            [SIDE EFFECTS: mentally/physically dependent; sleepy;
+            foosball.]
+V-CILLIN:   This is a stronger version of PENICILLIN. I was given
+            this after I acquired an infection from the wisdom
+            tooth surgery. Isn't this one of the members of Public
+            Enemy?
+            [SIDE EFFECTS: same as PENICILLIN, except stronger (go
+            figure).]
+FLAGYL:     Arrrrrrrrrrrghhh! This is the nastiest drug I've ever
+            had to take: It's big. It tastes like chalk and
+            cigarettes. And lint. It has the worst side effects.
+            One thing they don't mention is the possibility that
+            you will react to the drug in the wrong way and develop
+            a kidney stone that, according to the nurse hunched
+            over your fetal, quivering form, is the "worst kind of
+            pain there is". Great, you've made it, boola! This is
+            also THE drug to take if you have a wide array of
+            sexually-transmitted diseases. So, hey, kill two birds
+            with one kidney stone.
+            [SIDE EFFECTS: dizziness; dry mouth; darkened urine;
+            emergency room visit.]
+DEMAROL:    I was given this in the hospital intravenously to
+            combat the pain associated with my kidney stone. It
+            makes everything serene; the only problem is you have
+            to concentrate to focus your eyes.
+            [SIDE EFFECTS: knighthood; desire to fish naked.]
+VICODIN:    My latest drug, and the biggest pill yet. I was given
+            it for any follow-up pain, but I haven't had to take it
+            yet. Its size, however, says to me: "I mean BUSINESS!"
+            Can't WAIT!
+            [SIDE EFFECTS: sleepy; physically/mentally dependent;
+            dressing up in opposite gender's clothes.]
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Relax (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Lotte
+Ever wonder what it would taste like to take a nice long lick of
+one of those cardboard car air fresheners?  You know, those little
+pine-tree-like thingies.  Well, dream no more candy lovers, because
+Relax gum tastes _exactly_ like what I'd imagine one of those air
+freshener thingies would taste like.  As strong, putrid and
+"unique" in taste as _Black Black_ (reviewed in Slambook #3) but
+unlike _Black Black_, it has no character or personality
+whatsoever.  Really sucky stuff.  Definitely not something to waste
+your hard earned junk-food cash on.  Inhaling copier toner seems
+more appealing.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: The Guy Who Lived Under a Picnic Table (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Dan, the guy who lived under a picnic table
+ADDRESS: Same as the SLAMBOOK
+PRICE: If you'd like to own or rent someone who lives under a
+picnic table, you're more screwed up than you think.  But this
+grade "A", certifiable, true story originally ran back in the
+Summer/Fall, 1993 issue of EXILE; a zine that Matt and his brother
+Spencer put out whenever they feel like it.  The next issue--due
+out in the fall--will be an ultra huge thing devoted to the
+underground scene in Osaka, Japan.  If you're interested in the
+super-mega-total-all-star-Osaka-a-go-go issue of EXILE, you can
+contact Matt and Spencer via the SLAMBOOK's luxurious and elegant
+New York City P.O. Box.  They love to get postcards, FYI.
+[Interview by Matt Kaufman]
+[SLAM] Why did you go to Hawaii in the first place?
+[DAN]  I was teaching English in Japan and I went to Hawaii for
+       three weeks because my visa was running out.  Then I decided
+       to stay.
+[SLAM] How did you end up living under a picnic table?
+[DAN]  At the end of three weeks, I went to some island named
+       Somali and I camped out one night with a friend of mine. 
+       The I got the idea of camping all the time.  I started out
+       in a tent, but the tent got stolen.  So I lived under a
+       picnic table.
+[SLAM] What did you do to support yourself?
+[DAN]  I worked as a security guard at a housing project.  I cooked
+       all of my food at the campground on propane burners.
+[SLAM] Did you ever get anything ripped off?
+[DAN]  Not too much.  Some.
+[SLAM] Did you have any bad experiences while you were living under
+       the picnic table?
+[DAN]  I was at the campgrounds and there were these big Samoan
+       dudes with a '56 Chevy.  They asked me where the bathroom
+       was and I showed it to them.  In the bathroom, they
+       threatened to beat me up.  But I talked them out of it and
+       we actually became friends.  We cruised around in the '56
+       Chevy.
+[SLAM] What advice do you have for other people who are thinking of
+       going down to Hawaii to live under picnic tables?
+[DAN]  Hawaii is expensive.  The key thing is to get a motor
+       scooter.  Then you'll be able to go anywhere.
+[SLAM] So what are you doing now?
+[DAN]  I'm living in Chicago studying for my actuarial exams.  I
+       want to write a book about college graduate who is homeless
+       for eight months, and works as a security guard to support
+       himself.  It ends when he becomes a successful businessman.
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| This was SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #4 (JULY 1994)                 |
+| All contents (c) 1994 Jack Szwergold, all rights reserved.    |
+| And after saying all that, I realize  that this is an elec-   |
+| tronic zine, which by the nature of it's medium, allows it to |
+| be  duplicated with  little or no  effort. So this is to let  |
+| you know that distribution is free. You can copy and send it  |
+| to as many people and places as you want. But the content is  |
+| mine, and plagiarism is just not a nice thing. Which is the   |
+| only reason why I stuck a copyright statement on this thing.  |
+| So be nice, and don't claim authorship to things you didn't   |
+| write. Okay?                                                  |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|                [ WHERE TO FIND THE SLAMBOOK ]                 |
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++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|               [ GOODIES, GENEROSITY AND GRAFT ]               |
+|                                                               |
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+| But please be sure to remember that any and all materials     |
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+From jis@panix.com Mon Aug 15 12:14:39 EDT 1994
+Article: 768 of alt.etext
+Path: news.cic.net!ddsw1!panix!not-for-mail
+From: jis@panix.com (jis)
+Newsgroups: alt.zines,alt.etext,alt.music.alternative,alt.music.independent,alt.comics.alternative,alt.non.sequitur,alt.slack,alt.society.generation-x
+Subject: E-ZINE: SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #5 (AUGUST 1994)
+Followup-To: alt.zines
+Date: 15 Aug 1994 09:53:44 -0400
+Organization: PANIX Public Access Internet and Unix, NYC
+Lines: 618
+Message-ID: <32ns18$73u@panix.com>
+NNTP-Posting-Host: panix.com
+Summary: A complete waste of time.  Watch daytime T.V. instead...
+Keywords: stupid slambook super gum dangle masonna stereolab picasso
+Xref: news.cic.net alt.zines:5035 alt.etext:768 alt.music.alternative:114291 alt.music.independent:1121 alt.comics.alternative:2158 alt.non.sequitur:3902 alt.slack:20070 alt.society.generation-x:43782
+
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+| %%%%  %%  %% %%%%%  %%%%%% %%%%%     | gUM                    |
+|%%%%%% %%  %% %%%%%% %%%%%% %%%%%%    | Masonna interview      |
+|%%  %% %%  %% %%  %% %%     %%  %%    | gUM                    |
+| %%    %%  %% %%  %% %%     %%  %%    | Pablo picasso          |
+|  %%   %%  %% %%%%%% %%%%%  %%%%%%    | cARMEL                 |
+|   %%  %%  %% %%%%%  %%     %%%%%     | Fifth column           |
+|%%  %% %%  %% %%     %%     %%  %%    | tRAILER QUEEN          |
+|%%%%%% %%%%%% %%     %%%%%% %%  %%    | Gum                    |
+| %%%%   %%%%  %%     %%%%%% %%  %%    | sTEREOLAB              |
+|                                      | Chocolate              |
+| %%%%  %%%%%% %%  %% %%%%%  %% %%%%%  | sLEEPYHEAD             |
+|%%%%%% %%%%%% %%  %% %%%%%% %% %%%%%% | Lloyd dangle interview |
+|%%  %%   %%   %%  %% %%  %% %% %%  %% |                        |
+| %%      %%   %%  %% %%  %% %% %%  %% |                        |
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+| %%%%  %%      %%%%  %%   %% %%%%%   %%%%   %%%%  %%  %% +-----+
+|%%%%%% %%     %%%%%% %%% %%% %%%%%% %%%%%% %%%%%% %%  %% | A 1 |
+|%%  %% %%     %%  %% %%%%%%% %%  %% %%  %% %%  %% %%  %% | U 9 |
+| %%    %%     %%  %% %% % %% %%  %% %%  %% %%  %% %% %%  | G 9 |
+|  %%   %%     %%%%%% %% % %% %%%%%  %%  %% %%  %% %%%%   | U 4 |
+|   %%  %%     %%  %% %%   %% %%  %% %%  %% %%  %% %% %%  | S   |
+|%%  %% %%     %%  %% %%   %% %%  %% %%  %% %%  %% %%  %% | T   |
+|%%%%%% %%%%%% %%  %% %%   %% %%%%%% %%%%%% %%%%%% %%  %% |     |
+| %%%%  %%%%%% %%  %% %%   %% %%%%%   %%%%   %%%%  %%  %% | #5  |
++---------------------------------------------------------+-----+
+|       [ Phooey, I say, on all white-shoe college boys ]       |
+|         [ who edit their campus literary magazines. ]         |
+|            [ Give me an honest con man any day. ]             |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+     DIRECTIONS:
+
+     1--  Unscrew outer cap.
+     2--  Unscrew inner cap with tip.
+     3--  Remove plug.
+     4--  Screw inner cap back in place tightly.
+     5--  Squeeze the container gently and apply zine as required.
+     6--  Replace outer cap after use.
+     7--  Dried zine on applicator tip or clothing can be rinsed
+          off with warm water.
+
+Contains Xylene--Use with adequate ventilation,
+     
+          _            _    
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+      \___/ \__,_|\___|_|\_\
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+|                                            Village Station    |
+|                                            New York, NY 10014 |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+TITLE: Strong Punch (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Bourbon
+"With a name like _Strong Punch_, it has to be good."  I can just
+picture the marketing campaign for this gum. The name does not lie.
+_Strong Punch_ delivers the goods in a BIG way. Ever want to clear
+your sinuses, freshen your breath and wake up, all at once? Well
+look no further than Strong Punch chewing gum!  The stuff is
+powerful enough that after chewing it for only about a minute or
+so, you'll be shakin' your head, and grabbing your temples as its
+unique properties kick into high gear. Afterwards, you'll be a new
+person, fully refreshed and ready to take on the world. Highly
+recommended to workaholics and other 24-hour-a-day people who need
+an artificial "kick" to keep themselves going.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Masonna (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Masonna
+ADDRESS: Mazo Yamazaki (1-1-4-2E Bainan, Nishinari-Ku, Osaka 557,
+JAPAN)
+There's more to the Japanese music scene than _Pink Lady and Jeff_,
+_Loudness_ and all those horrific genetically cloned idol-singers
+like _Hikaru Genji_. Noise exists, and Masonna is a Japanese noise-
+nut. Saying anymore would just ruin the interview. Read on fellow
+readers.
+[Interview and translation by Matt Kaufman, 6/29/94]
+[SLAM]    When did you develop an interest in noise?
+[MASONNA] When I was a child. I liked the sound of destruction on
+          T.V. programs. The sound of a cup shattering when
+          dropped. Hitting glass bottles and breaking them. Things
+          like that.
+[SLAM]    Is the name "Masonna" a play on Madonna?
+[MASONNA] Yes. I don't really like it. I want to change my name.
+[SLAM]    Where and when was your first live performance as
+          Masonna?
+[MASONNA] 1991 or 1992 at Shinjuku Theater Poo (Tokyo). Before that
+          I played a few guerilla-style shows at record stores in
+          Osaka (Forever 3, Soleil). Two times with Solmania as
+          Masomania.
+[SLAM]    What was the audience reaction like?
+[MASONNA] There wasn't any reaction. There was some applause when
+          it was over.
+[SLAM]    When you played San Francisco and Los Angeles, how did
+          the reaction of the audience compare to a Japanese
+          audience?
+[MASONNA] The audiences in Los Angeles and San Francisco were
+          really lively. It was easy to perform live in those
+          places. Especially in San Francisco, actually it was in
+          Berkeley. It felt good to play there. A live recording
+          from that show appears on the CD called _Noski In Ana_.
+          American audiences are much better than Japanese
+          audiences.
+[SLAM]    Osaka underground bands are well known in places like New
+          York and Los Angeles. How do you feel about that?
+[MASONNA] I think it's a good thing. I want to support more and
+          more American bands who are interested in Masonna when
+          they come to Japan. Please contact me.
+[SLAM]    What foreign noise artists do you like?
+[MASONNA] I don't like noise.
+[SLAM]    Besides Masonna, what other bands are you active in?
+[MASONNA] The Bustmonsters, Flying Testicle, Christine 23 Onna,
+          Kinkakuji, and Yama's.
+[SLAM]    Can you tell us how your performance differs in each one
+          of those bands?
+[MASONNA] The Bustmonsters are a rock band (Members include
+          Solmania, Monde Bruits, Merzbrow, and others). I'm the
+          vocalist. Flying Testicle is a studio project with
+          Merzbrow. Kinkakuji (Temple of the Golden Pavillion) is
+          also a studio project. Christine 23 Onna is Psychedelic.
+          Yama's include Yamatsuka Eye and Yamamoto Seiichi from
+          the Boredoms. There's no concept.
+[SLAM]    What is the most recent album you bought?
+[MASONNA] Sera Masanori and Twist.
+[SLAM]    Who designed the cover to _Mademoiselle Anne Sanglante Ou
+          Notre Nymphomanie Aureole_?
+[MASONNA] Ohno of Solmania made it on a Macintosh.
+[SLAM]    Can you give me a list of everything, including singles
+          and compilation tracks--you have released up until now?
+[MASONNA] I'm sorry. I don't really remember them very well. Check
+          _Bananafish_.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Kiss Mint: Wake Up (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Glica
+Kiss Mint is the name of a whole series of gums put out by Glica
+that are designed for losers on the go. This type of Kiss Mint has
+"Tiny capsules containing caffeine shake off your drowsiness";
+sounds neat, huh?  Not really. It's flavor is chalkish, and while
+you can see the tiny caffeine capsules, I'll be damned if I even
+felt their effect. Maybe my tolerance level for caffeine has been
+heightened since I became a coffee fiend, but even 4 sticks of this
+gum didn't shake off my drowsiness at all. In fact, I fell asleep
+about 30 minutes later. This junk definitely doesn't deliver the
+goods. But I do have to give Glica extra brownie points for cool
+packaging. The gum comes in a resealable little wallet that allows
+you to carry this ineffective crap around without crushing the gum
+inside.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Picasso and the Weeping Women (EXHIBIT)
+ARTIST: Pablo Picasso
+ADDRESS: Metropolitan Museum of Art (It's that big museum on the
+West side of Central Park. Central Park is that big patch of green
+that's stuck in the middle of Manhattan. Manhattan is a big island
+that is part of a big city that known as New York City. "You will
+never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy," said Obi
+Wan.)
+A whole exhibit devoted to the loves of Picasso?  An absolute must
+see. All in all, it was a pretty neat but as I strolled through the
+exhibit, and read through the accompanying guide booklet, I was
+blown away by the irritating overuse of language used to describe
+the works and their history. Hyperbole and bullshit in "fine" art
+descriptions is a huge turn-off to me. It seems to me that such
+language is used merely for the pretention factor. Uggh. Just shut
+up, and tell me the facts; title, subject, date, medium, etc.
+Sprinkling overwrought art-school adjectives and arm-chair over-
+analyses all over the damn place is just not all that impressive.
+But I'm ranting. Back to the exhibit.
+     Olga Koklova was a Russian dancer that Pablo met in 1917 and
+eventually married in 1918. Almost ten years later, the
+relationship started to stink on ice, as the booklet describes: 
+"The monstrous screaming female heads that Picasso painted between
+1927 and 1930 reflect the increasing and violent tensions of their
+alienation."  Do we really need this to be explained to us?  Isn't
+pretty obvious that when someone starts to portray their marriage
+partner as a "monstrous screaming female head" that the thrill is
+_definitely_ gone. But Pablo was still on the prowl.
+     Marie-Therese Walter was his next big fling. He was 45 when he
+hooked up with this 17 year old french schoolgirl. Is it any wonder
+that, as the booklet tells us, "She offered calm as well as
+ecstasy."  Hmmm. I'd say the "calm" and the "ecstasy" were
+absolutely intertwined and inseparable; physically and otherwise.
+Heck the old dog even had a lovechild with her; his second child,
+Maya. It's no wonder that all of his paintings of her were
+beautiful, calm and peaceful. But a relationship based on one
+thing--that "thing" being sex--wasn't going to last. So he moved
+on.
+     Theodora Marlovitch--more commonly known as Dora Maar--was his
+last, and most fulfilling relationship. "None of his previous
+companions had been as intellectually alert," the booklet tells us.
+Guess that's the nice way of saying that all of his other consorts
+were airheads. But who am I to say anything.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Carmel: Milk Taste (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Toys Co., Ltd.
+"Carmel: Milk Taste"?  Isn't that like saying, "Beef: Meat Taste"? 
+Oh, whatever. First off, the carmel candy that comes in this thing
+is nothing to die for. It's pretty average if you ask me. But this
+product wins loads of kudos for its neat-o, retro, old time, post-
+World War II, Japanese tin toy based packaging.
+     The candy comes in a drawer that slides out of a small, well
+designed and printed box. Flipping open the box reveals a neat
+panoramic picture of a robot driving his chic--and sporty--Space
+Patrol tin car across the moon. I kid you people not when I say his
+face has the frisky and wily look of a sly robot who's cruising the
+moon for some hot-to-trot tin. And in the area just below that
+there are three small cut-outs of robots that you can punch out and
+bend up, to make this a package a three-dimensional diorama. A fun
+and creative distraction. Too bad the candy is so plain and bland;
+caramel with a lot of packaging style and no sugar substance.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: I Love You But.../These Boots Were Made for Walking (7"
+SINGLE)
+ARTIST: Fifth Column/Trailer Queen
+ADDRESS: Dark Beloved Cloud (5-16 47th Road, #3L, Long Island City,
+NY 11101)
+PRICE: It goes for $3.00 post paid.
+Cover song-o-rama on this thing. I love Fifth Column, and they do
+a great job covering _I Love You But..._, the song that Ann
+Margaret (or Margrock, depending on your cultural lexicon) made
+famous. Slightly more rockin' than the original, but it still
+retains the original's groovy and bouncy guitar riffs. Total shimmy
+city on this track. Too bad the same can't said about Trailer
+Queen's cover of Nancy Sinatra's _These Boots Were Made For
+Walking_. Sounds way to loud and crunchy, not to mention that it
+doesn't have enough of the original's swingin' bass-line. Suck city
+on that one.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: EVE Chewing Gum (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Lotte
+This stuff sucks. You know your in trouble when an edible food-like
+product has the phrase "Memories of your Elegant Fragrance" written
+on it. Uggh!  A chewable product that's supposed to remind you of
+"Elegant Fragrance"?  Bleagh!  This chewing gum smells like cheap
+drug store makeup!  I bet you can only imagine what this stuff
+_tastes_ like. It's been a long time since I felt like scraping my
+tongue in a desperate attempt at getting rid of a bad taste. The
+last time was a year or so back when I almost swallowed a fly that
+flew in my mouth while I was riding my bike. Frankly, I'd rather
+chew on a fly--or any kind of bug--before chewing another piece of
+this crap.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Mars Audiac Quintet (CD)
+ARTIST: Stereolab
+ADDRESS: Elektra put this thing out. Do you need a map?
+PRICE: I paid $9.99.
+I love Stereolab to death, but this album sounds like it was pumped
+out and recorded at gun-point. All of the tracks are pretty
+standard Stereolab fare. If anything, many of the tracks seem as if
+they were half baked overs from their last full-length album,
+_Transient Random-Noise Bursts With Announcements_.
+     For example, _Transporte Sans Boucher_ has a rhythm thing
+going that's pretty reminiscent of _Analogue Rock_. _Outer
+Accelerator_ has a poppy melody that sounds like it came straight
+off of the first half of _Jenny Ondioline_. The list goes on and on
+and on and on and on. Oh well. I guess some Stereolab is better
+than none Stereolab. Nah. Who am I kidding. This thing sucks.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Pingu (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Morinaga
+You wanna know what this chocolate is like?  Well let me ramble on
+like and old man, and I think you'll get the picture.
+     A pal of mine needed some help copying stuff at the local
+Kinko's. I was the guy who had to lay the pages out on the machine
+and make sure everything was a-okay. I was getting hungry, and let
+my pal know it. Like Felix pulling junk out of his bag of tricks,
+my pal pulled out this stuff. It looked cute; little chocolate
+penguins sitting in a plastic tray. How bad could it be? Read on,
+true believers.
+     In the middle of copying I ripped it open, and tried to eat
+some of them. What a pain _that_ was. The chocolate wasn't exactly
+melted, but it wasn't exactly hardened. Needless to say I couldn't
+pop _any_ of them fully out of the tray. It had taken on the
+consistency of sun-heated window caulk. But after putzing around a
+bit I managed to snag a small bite of it anyway; hunger makes you
+desperate. Desperate and stupid.
+     Uggh, I wanted to puke. To say this stuff sucks is an
+understatement. The stuff was so bad that I had to stop copying,
+and literally get out of the store and toss this crud into the
+garbage. Hopefully some rat ate it and died as a result.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Starduster (CD)
+ARTIST: Sleepyhead
+ADDRESS: Homestead Records (150 West 28th Street, Suite 501-OP, New
+York, NY 10001)
+PRICE: I forgot. Send a S.A.S.E. for a catalog.
+So everybody is telling me "Get this thing!  Get this thing! It's
+great."  So I bought this thing and well, ummm, it just doesn't
+work for me. Some songs on this album are decent and fun, like
+_Starduster_ and _Punk Rock City U.S.A._, but for the most part I
+was bored to tears. As a whole, it just seems to be slightly
+undeveloped and a tad too simple. And considering that Sleepyhead
+puts on some pretty decent live shows, I kinda feel jilted by this
+album. Oh well.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Lloyd Dangle (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Lloyd Dangle
+ADDRESS: Drawn & Quarterly Publications (5550 Jeanne Mance Street,
+Number 16, Montreal, Quebec, H2V 4K6, CANADA)
+You probably know Lloyd's work from his weekly comic strip,
+_Troubletown_. And if you don't know him from that, then maybe
+you've seen his full-size comic-book, _Dangle_. No?  You don't know
+what I'm talking about?  Well, what else can I say?  His material
+is really funny and neat to read. The _Troubletown_ strips are
+political without being preachy and the _Dangle_ comic books are
+personal without being annoyingly self-indulgent. If you want to
+get an idea of what his stuff is like, you can pick up the latest
+issue (that's issue number 3, FYI) of _Dangle_, from your local
+comic shop. If they don't have it, you can get a copy by sending a
+measly portion of your hard earned cash ($2.95 U.S./$3.50 CANADA)
+to _Drawn & Quarterly_. This interview was done in July, 1994.
+[SLAM]    How did you get into comics?
+[L.D.]    Let's see, how did I get into comics?  Well, I always
+          drew a lot. I was always involved in art when I was in
+          school. And I tended to want to tell stories and make fun
+          of people. Make fun of my teachers and stuff. Comics
+          seemed to be something that worked for me and it was fun
+          and I started doing satirical stuff in my high school
+          paper and I worked on a comic magazine in college at the
+          University of Michigan, called _The Gargoyle_. Next thing
+          you know, it's ten years later and I've ended up getting
+          a lot of stuff published. It's worked out pretty good for
+          me.
+[SLAM]    Nowadays, what do you concentrate on more?  The comic
+          book, _Dangle_, or the strip, _Troubletown_?
+[L.D.]    I do the strip every week so that's pretty much a
+          constant part of my life. With the comic book, I go on a
+          little comic book creativity spree for a few months where
+          I work on an issue. I just finished one. But since I do
+          the strip every week, it's right there in my face all of
+          the time. I work on very current issues with
+          _Troubletown_, so that's pretty much my outlet.
+[SLAM]    Over here in New York City, I read it when it runs in
+          _The New York Press_. How many other papers have it?
+[L.D.]    It's in about 10 papers now.
+[SLAM]    When did you start doing _Troubletown_?
+[L.D.]    I started doing it in 1989 in the _San Francisco Bay
+          Guardian_, and for a long time I didn't really promote
+          it; I just ran it in the _Guardian_. Then starting last
+          fall, I did a big promotion of the strips, and I ended up
+          getting it in a few more papers. And now, _Troubletown_
+          is sort of rolling along and people are calling me more
+          and more about it. I'm going to do another promotion and
+          hopefully I'll be able to pick up a few more outlets.
+[SLAM]    As far as the comic book (_Dangle_) goes, one thing I
+          remember is the detail in the diorama on the cover of the
+          first issue. It's a pretty accurate rendition of the
+          beach in Coney Island. Did you live in Brooklyn?
+[L.D.]    I lived in New York for three years right when I was out
+          of college and spent a lot of time out at Coney Island
+          with my friends. I really liked that place a lot. I
+          decided I'd build a little shrine to it. It was a papier-
+          mache sculpture. I always liked those diorama exhibits at
+          natural history museums. The ones where the diorama is
+          only about three feet deep but the background curves up
+          and becomes a horizon. So I built it just like that.
+[SLAM]    Neat!
+[L.D.]    Yeah, but it kept getting bigger and bigger. I built the
+          little man, who is about a foot tall and then I thought,
+          the background would only have to be three feet high. And
+          then as I built it, and started looking at it, I realized
+          that it wasn't going to photograph right. So I was going
+          to have to make the sky larger. And it just started to
+          get larger and larger. So it ended up standing about 4
+          feet tall with the backdrop and everything.
+[SLAM]    Do you still have it?
+[L.D.]    No.
+[SLAM]    What happened to it?
+[L.D.]    Well it had lots of pieces of broken glass and stuff
+          collaged all over it. And there little animals and bugs
+          living in there. Eventually, it was all covered with
+          spider-webs. Not to mention, I was always walking around
+          my studio and stepping over it and I just said "Forget
+          it. I gotta get rid of this thing."
+[SLAM]    Where did it eventually end up?
+[L.D.]    This comic store in Berkeley had it in their window for
+          a while and it was pretty funny because the cats at the
+          store would sleep on all of the broken glass and stuff.
+          They liked it.
+[SLAM]    That's weird. They didn't get hurt or anything?
+[L.D.]    No. You'd see them scratching themselves, though. And
+          there were these fake hypodermic needles sticking up out
+          of the surf and the cats would rub their necks against
+          them.
+[SLAM]    That's so weird. What a bunch of sick cats...
+[L.D.]    Well, I guess they work in comic store so what can you
+          expect? They're reading comics all day, so they become
+          strange.
+[SLAM]    I remember in the first issue there was a story about you
+          playing hookey from a paste-up job just to go hang out in
+          Coney Island. Did you do that a lot?
+[L.D.]    Yeah. At the time, I wasn't really publishing any comics
+          when I lived in New York. I was trying to, but I was too
+          young and frazzled and I was just trying to make a
+          living. Doing paste-up work, at the time, was a great way
+          of getting by if you didn't have too many skills. I mean,
+          paste-up is a skill in itself. There were lots of people
+          who played in bands and stuff and they would have paste-
+          up jobs, or cartoonists would have paste-up jobs, and it
+          was really a fun existence. You could make fairly good
+          money doing it. So I would do that, and every now and
+          then me and some friends that I worked with would take
+          off and head out to Coney Island. Coney Island being a
+          pretty fun, cheap, place to go.
+[SLAM]    Around what year was that?
+[L.D.]    I lived in New York City between 1983 and 1986. I imagine
+          everything out on the east coast is desktop published
+          now?
+[SLAM]    Yup. Pretty much.
+[L.D.]    Because the East Coast got into it a little slower than
+          the magazines out here. The magazines out here were going
+          desktop pretty early in the game.
+[SLAM]    I guess that has to do with Silicon Valley and all the
+          software development companies being out there.
+[L.D.]    Yeah. I did a funny thing. I had a paste-up job at
+          _MacWorld_ magazine when I first moved out to the West
+          Coast. They weren't totally desktop at the time and I
+          still needed a day job, so I was doing paste-up there. So
+          I got to see them totally phase me out because of desktop
+          publishing. One of the last things I did was take all of
+          the paste-up tools and pieced together a little museum in
+          my cubicle devoted to paste-up.
+[SLAM]    Waxers and things like that?
+[L.D.]    I had big pieces of wax hanging down. I called them wax
+          boogers and I tagged a note that said "Paste-up artists
+          in the 1980s used to eat this as a food supplement." 
+          (laughs.)  And it's all still there. They still have the
+          museum up in the office.
+[SLAM]    Sounds like museums influence your stuff. Like when you
+          were talking about making the diorama about Coney Island
+          and now making the little museum archiving the tools of
+          paste-up artists.
+[L.D.]    Hmmm. Maybe I should be in museum studies instead of
+          comics?
+[SLAM]    Just an observation.
+[L.D.]    Maybe I should try some taxidermy. (laughs.)
+[SLAM]    Well you can go get some cats. Or come back to New York
+          and get some rats. (laughs.)  On to other things. Were
+          you ever a bike messenger?  There are references to
+          cycling and bike messengers all over your stuff.
+[L.D.]    Well, I've always ridden a bike. When I lived in New
+          York, I had a bike but I didn't ride it at all, at first.
+          I came from Michigan, and riding a bike in Michigan and
+          riding a bike in New York City are totally different
+          things. I was terrified to ride a bike in New York City.
+          But then I started doing it and I just got so hooked on
+          the exhilaration of it. Next thing you know, I was just
+          all over the place on my bike. Then I just started to
+          observe the bike messengers. I never actually did any
+          messenger work, except for delivering my own
+          illustrations and stuff to places. But I ended up, sort
+          of hanging around bike messengers and picking up what
+          they're talking about. Just overhearing them.
+[SLAM]    The lingo is great. I almost did it, but I don't have the
+          guts to do it out here in New York City. It's just too
+          crazy here.
+[L.D.]    Bike messengers out here in San Francisco are a little
+          bit different than the New York City ones. But they're
+          just as intense. They're almost like pirates.
+[SLAM]    Do they weave in and out of traffic like crazy and yell
+          at pedestrians like the ones here in New York City?
+[L.D.]    Out here they have a reputation for running over
+          pedestrians and stuff--the same like New York City--but
+          they have a whole different style. They're more grunged
+          out and real kinda hippie influenced. To me, bike
+          messengers are exactly like pirates. If they had eye-
+          patches, bandannas or even hooks on their arms they'd be
+          perfect.
+[SLAM]    So they're two-wheeled traffic pirates. Getting your
+          stuff to you, while breaking every law and endangering
+          lives of innocent pedestrians along the way.
+[L.D.]    (laughs.)
+[SLAM]    Back to comics. What's the reader response to your stuff.
+[L.D.]    I get a ton of really positive response. But I do have
+          some psychos who write to me. I have a bunch of Rush
+          Limbaugh fanatics who are really writing some hateful
+          stuff to me. But I just figure, hey, they're crazy.
+[SLAM]    What do they write?
+[L.D.]    They refer to specific things. I can't even understand it
+          half the time. It's like they write in this insider
+          language that they all understand amongst themselves I
+          guess. To me, it doesn't make any sense.
+[SLAM]    Back to art. How do you feel about technology's influence
+          in comics?
+[L.D.]    One thing that I'm getting tired of is all of the comic
+          artists that are using computerized color. Hardly anybody
+          does any hand-coloring or painting on their work. It
+          seems like they do a mock up, and they send it off to
+          some computer place that produces that "perfect" kind of
+          computer color. And the thing is, that if they did it
+          themselves--even on a computer--there would be little
+          touches. They would develop their own way of dealing with
+          the computer, and their would be certain trademarks and
+          ways you'd be able to tell that the artist did it their
+          own way. They may have used a computer, but it would have
+          their specific style. It bothers me and bores me that
+          every time a pick up a comic that was colored on a
+          computer it looks like it was done by the same person.
+[SLAM]    Yeah, it's so canned.
+[L.D.]    And it always has those gradients, which really bug me.
+          I feel funny when a cartoonist shows me the brand new
+          cover they've done and the color is entirely computer
+          generated. They're very proud of it and they can't
+          believe how the computer is so wonderful, and I don't
+          want to tell them I don't like their cover. Generally I
+          might like the artwork a lot, but when I see that canned
+          color I just think that there has to be a million
+          different ways to do color, even on a computer or by
+          hand. But there's more than one way to do it, so why do
+          it the exact same way everybody else is doing it.
+[SLAM]    Some people are taking the easy way out. People just get
+          too lazy.
+[L.D.]    Yeah, like the computer is doing all the work.
+[SLAM]    Well, I also noticed when I picked up number three, you
+          did another 3-D cover thing. The guy with the pen, and
+          the hand kinda jumping off of the page. It's subtle, but
+          it's cool.
+[L.D.]    It was photographed. I did a watercolor, and I cut out
+          the part of the watercolor of the man with the hand and
+          put it in front of another painting. I like doing things
+          like that. It gives it an interesting quality.
+[SLAM]    It looks like a person, rather than a machine, did it.
+          Even on the insides, the pen strokes and weight of the
+          lines and such. That has the same effect.
+[L.D.]    You should see how much cutting and pasting I do on my
+          stuff. The originals _really_ look hand-made. When I'm
+          working on a drawing, if I don't like the way the face
+          looks, I'll just cut out another face and stick it on.
+          Basically, I just get into a frenzy, and I get all the
+          tools out.
+[SLAM]    All the blades, glue and tape come out of the drawers, I
+          guess. Sometimes when I'm reading your stuff, I notice a
+          lot of the cuts. Near word balloons and such.
+[L.D.]    If you look closely, you'll be able to tell. Or you might
+          notice a big cut line going across the middle of a
+          drawing sometimes, but it usually matched up pretty good.
+[SLAM]    Anything else you want to tell the world. Like should
+          they send you money?
+[L.D.]    Yeah, send me money. (laughs). Also, one of these days
+          I'll get a modem and I'll be right there on the Internet
+          with you.
+[SLAM]    One of these days...
+[L.D.]    Let's see what do I have to get next. Hmmm. A modem. Then
+          I have to get cable T.V. so I can watch all of the
+          "important" things on MTV.
+
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| This was SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #5 (AUGUST 1994)               |
+| All contents (c) 1994 Jack Szwergold, all rights reserved.    |
+| And after saying all that, I realize that this is an elec-    |
+| tronic zine, which by the nature of it's medium, allows it to |
+| be  duplicated with  little or no  effort. So this is to let  |
+| you know that distribution is free. You can copy and send it  |
+| to as many people and places as you want. But the content is  |
+| mine, and plagiarism is just not a nice thing. Which is the   |
+| only reason why I stuck a copyright statement on this thing.  |
+| So be nice, and don't claim authorship to things you didn't   |
+| write. Okay?                                                  |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|                   [ DONDE ESTA SLAMBOOK? ]                    |
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+From jis@panix.com Mon Sep 19 11:49:25 EDT 1994
+Article: 823 of alt.etext
+Path: news.cic.net!ddsw1!panix!not-for-mail
+From: jis@panix.com ()
+Newsgroups: alt.zines,alt.etext,alt.music.alternative,alt.music.independent,alt.comics.alternative,alt.non.sequitur,alt.slack,alt.society.generation-x
+Subject: E-ZINE: SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #6 (SEPTEMBER 1994)
+Followup-To: alt.zines
+Date: 18 Sep 1994 15:52:49 -0400
+Organization: PANIX Public Access Internet and Unix, NYC
+Lines: 571
+Message-ID: <35i5qh$80h@panix.com>
+NNTP-Posting-Host: panix.com
+Summary: hypnotic fuck-o bullshit
+Keywords: big waste time get life now
+Precedence: bulk
+Xref: news.cic.net alt.zines:5751 alt.etext:823 alt.music.alternative:122742 alt.music.independent:1825 alt.comics.alternative:2620 alt.non.sequitur:4069 alt.slack:21241 alt.society.generation-x:48879
+
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+| !!!!  !!  !! !!!!!  !!!!!! !!!!!     | peteR kupeR            |
+|!!!!!! !!  !! !!!!!! !!!!!! !!!!!!    | cakE                   |
+|!!  !! !!  !! !!  !! !!     !!  !!    | banD of susanS         |
+| !!    !!  !! !!  !! !!     !!  !!    | guM                    |
+|  !!   !!  !! !!!!!! !!!!!  !!!!!!    | naturaL borN killerS   |
+|   !!  !!  !! !!!!!  !!     !!!!!     | waffeR/wafflE          |
+|!!  !! !!  !! !!     !!     !!  !!    | beastiE boyS           |
+|!!!!!! !!!!!! !!     !!!!!! !!  !!    | candY                  |
+| !!!!   !!!!  !!     !!!!!! !!  !!    | douG martscH intervieW |
+|                                      | anpaN maN              |
+| !!!!  !!!!!! !!  !! !!!!!  !! !!!!!  | guM                    |
+|!!!!!! !!!!!! !!  !! !!!!!! !! !!!!!! | calviN johnsoN         |
+|!!  !!   !!   !!  !! !!  !! !! !!  !! |  intervieW             |
+| !!      !!   !!  !! !!  !! !! !!  !! | guM                    |
+|  !!     !!   !!  !! !!!!!! !! !!  !! |                        |
+|   !!    !!   !!  !! !!!!!  !! !!  !! |                        |
+|!!  !!   !!   !!  !! !!     !! !!  !! |                        |
+|!!!!!!   !!   !!!!!! !!     !! !!!!!! |                        |
+| !!!!    !!    !!!!  !!     !! !!!!!  +------------------------+
+|                                                               |
+| !!!!  !!      !!!!  !!   !! !!!!!   !!!!   !!!!  !!  !! +-----+
+|!!!!!! !!     !!!!!! !!! !!! !!!!!! !!!!!! !!!!!! !!  !! | S 1 |
+|!!  !! !!     !!  !! !!!!!!! !!  !! !!  !! !!  !! !!  !! | E 9 |
+| !!    !!     !!  !! !! ! !! !!  !! !!  !! !!  !! !! !!  | P 9 |
+|  !!   !!     !!!!!! !! ! !! !!!!!  !!  !! !!  !! !!!!   | T 4 |
+|   !!  !!     !!  !! !!   !! !!  !! !!  !! !!  !! !! !!  | .   |
+|!!  !! !!     !!  !! !!   !! !!  !! !!  !! !!  !! !!  !! |     |
+|!!!!!! !!!!!! !!  !! !!   !! !!!!!! !!!!!! !!!!!! !!  !! |     |
+| !!!!  !!!!!! !!  !! !!   !! !!!!!   !!!!   !!!!  !!  !! | #6  |
++---------------------------------------------------------+-----+
+|    [ The lives of unhappy teen-agers (sic) often center ]     |
+|    [ around a neon-lit, noisy penny arcade or a 'jalopy' ]    |
+| [ which becomes a success symbol for a great many of them. ]  |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+     Chocolate, cocoa, and foods flavored with these substances
+     from the cocoa bean are usually prepared with large amounts of
+     sugar that add carbohydrates to the diet while adding no
+     significant amounts of vitamins and minerals.  Chocolate and
+     cocoa contain two stimulants, caffeine and theobromine, which
+     speed up the heartbeat and stimulate the central nervous
+     system. Chocolate also contains oxalic acid, an excess of
+     which could interfere with calcium absorption.  Cocoa is lower
+     in fat than chocolate and therefore will keep for longer
+     periods of time.  It is slightly higher in nutritive value
+     than chocolate.
+
+Thank you for your patronage,
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++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+TITLE: Wild Life #2 (COMIC)
+ARTIST: Peter Kuper
+ADDRESS: Fantagraphics Books (7563 Lake City Way North East,
+Seattle, WA 98115)
+PRICE: I paid $2.75 at the store.  It goes for $3.75 post-paid.
+Yikes!  Not another autobiographical comic you say.  But never
+fear.  Unlike most other people doing the autobiographical thing
+Peter Kuper knows what he's doing, visually and storywise.  He's
+proven that with the myriad of strips he's done for _DETAILS_
+magazine as well as the work he has done on _World War III
+Illustrated_ and his other comic, _Bleeding Heart_.  And in this
+second issue of his newest comic, we learn about Peter's fun
+filled, drug filled, youth.
+     I can't decide whether my fave scene is when Peter's sisters
+give their mom a joint on her birthday.  Or when Peter get's
+accosted at a Pink Floyd show by a psycho-jock-boy who keeps on
+yelling subtle, insightful, quips like "Fuckin' Floyd!", "Where's
+my fuckin' tequila?" or "What the fuck are you staring at?!"  Heck,
+even the section where Peter has a really nasty acid trip at a
+Grateful Dead show is pretty classic.   All in all, it's well worth
+your comic buying dollar.  So buy it, dammit.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Slimjoy Stick Soft Cake: Green Tea Flavor (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Bourbon
+Green tea is a wonderful drink.  In addition to being as potent as
+Turkish coffee, it's supposedly good for you; that is "good" in the
+health sense.  So I guess the fine folks at Bourbon thought that
+coating small, dry pound cake slices with a green tea tasting icing
+would be a good thing.  No way, buddy.  This stuff stinks worse
+than the Broadway-Lafayette subway station in mid-August.  That
+being said, I don't believe that I ate a whole box of these things. 
+I don't know what came over me.  Hunger?  Addiction?  Yeah,
+addiction.  Maybe green tea _is_ as addictive as coffee?  I mean,
+imagine a product that was manipulated, modified and marketed to
+fulfill an addiction-related need in the consumer population.  I
+mean, that could never happen, right?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Veil (CD)
+ARTIST: Band of Susans
+ADDRESS: Trace Elements (172 East 4th Street, #11D, New York, NY
+10009)
+PRICE: Sorry.  I don't really remember.
+This _is_ guitar rock for electric guitars.  Period.  No doubt
+about it.  I'm pretty confident that Band of Susans aren't going to
+be doing any acoustic or "unplugged" stuff any time soon.  And
+that's a good thing.
+     Specifically, the tracks _Not In This Life_ and _The Last
+Temptation of Susan_ are nice, moody and rhythmic all at once. 
+Heck, they're even hypnotic in a weird sort of way.  The bass in
+_Truce_ is pretty neat also; nothing beats a good bass in my book. 
+_Trollbinders Theme_ is another fun little instrumental that I'll
+be adding to my list of fun little instrumentals that I like to
+listen to. Lyrically though, the songs are waning. But who the heck
+cares. The group definitely knows how to use, choose and manipulate
+tons of sounds out of their equipment. And that's really nice to
+hear.  Since, nowadays, too bands declare ineptness and lameness as
+a desirable virtue.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Fortune Bubble (CANDY)
+ARTIST: R.L. Albert & Son Inc.
+Wow!  I almost fainted when I saw this stuff hit the review desk. 
+The last time I saw a stick of Fortune Bubble was back when I used
+to cut out of class in fifth or sixth grade.  A whole bunch of us
+would manage to sneak past the security guards and crossing guards
+to goof off around the candy stores.  But screw all this
+reminiscing stuff.  Back to the candy.
+     First, this stuff is cheap as hell.  You can find them being
+sold for two or three for five cents in most stores.  Definitely
+cheaper than that stuff they pass off as Bazooka Joe nowadays.  And
+the taste.  Man, the stuff tastes exactly like orange flavored
+fortune cookies (which is a good thing).  Each stick also comes
+with a little fortune wrapped around it.  So it's just like a
+fortune cookie.  But it isn't, because it's a piece of gum.  Got
+it?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Natural Born Killers (MOVIE)
+ARTIST: Oliver Stone
+This flick is one of those unique pieces of crap that flocks of
+card carrying sheep in the "alternative" army will gush over.
+Gushing over half-baked entertainment like this is the perfect
+fashion accessory to accompany a fresh new tatoo or piercing, you
+know.  But back to the point.  Stone can't direct his ass to a
+toilet.
+     Is anyone supposed to believe that this film is a commentary
+on the public's fascination with blood guts and violence?  Please.
+Stone goes for the sensory overload thing with tons of cross-cuts,
+obscure angles, in addition to an incredibly loud and over-mixed
+soundtrack.  And yeah, in a strange way, it does work... for about
+five seconds.  That's why direction like this is very useful in
+short music videos, but not in long movies.  In this case, Stone's
+"over-the-top" direction comes off as a garish, desperate and
+annoying attempt to mimic hipness.  Or maybe even distract the
+viewers attention from the plot of the flick.  I almost forgot
+about that.  The plot.
+     Beneath all the stylized bullshit is the same guns-on-the-run
+story that has been done a million times better in flicks like
+_Wild At Heart_, _Bonnie and Clyde_ and _Badlands_.  Heck, even
+Drew Barrymore's after school special, _Gun Crazy_, was more
+interesting than this film.  But what did I expect.  Stone is a one
+dimensional twit of a director.  Stone stinks on ice.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: theCALCIUM (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Otsuka Pharmaceuticals
+Yum! Yum! Gimme some of that cal-see-um! A snack treat that's not
+only good tasting, but good for you.  While it may seem odd that it
+focuses on only one mineral, what else would you expect from a
+snack manufactured by a company that has the word "pharmaceutical"
+in it's name.  But whatever.  It actually doesn't taste all that
+bad since it's your standard waffer/waffle like snack thing.  But
+as far as it being a nutritional supplement, I dunno.  Here's what
+the broken english on the package says:
+
+     "theCALCIUM, the delicious cream sandwich to build and keep a
+     healthy body--from children to aged people.
+     Do not forget to exercise and eat theCALCIUM--every day."
+
+Yeah.  Right.  Can't wait to try _thePOTASSIUM_, _theZINC_ and that
+fave flavor all the kids are climbing over each other to get,
+_theTHIAMINE_.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Ill Communication (CD)
+ARTIST: Beastie Boys
+ADDRESS: Grand Royal & Capitol Records are to blame.
+PRICE: I forgot.  Virtually every "used" CD store I know has a
+whole mess of spanking new shrink-wrapped copies for sale.  People
+really take care of "used" CDs nowadays.
+Am I supposed to like this thing?  Why did I fall asleep both times
+I listened to this?  Why did half of the songs sound like they were
+trying to mimic _Check Your Head_?  Why is _Check Your Head_ much
+better than this album?  Why is _Paul's Boutique_ better than this
+album?  Why are these guys still trying to pathetically cop a punk
+sound in tracks like _Tough Guy_ and _Heart Attack Man_? Don't they
+learn?  Why the fuck does the Grand Royal non-star equivalent of
+Zsa Zsa Gabor, Ricky Powell, get a song written about him called
+_Ricky's Theme_?  Doesn't this guy's ego get massaged enough in
+_Dirt_, _Grand Royal_ and virtually every other Beasties interview? 
+Does anyone care anymore?  Has anyone _ever_ cared?  Why do the
+huddled masses gush incessantly about this album?  Did someone slip
+them all a collective "mickey"?  Enough of these snotty questions.
+     Basically, with the exception of _Sabotage_, this whole album
+is pretty non-memorable and redundant, since the Beasties have done
+tons of the same things better on other albums.  Listen to _Paul's
+Boutique_ a jillion times.  It's much more fun than this thing.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Gobble D Glu (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Zeebs Enterprises, Inc.
+What a concept.  Who is the genius who decided to market candy to
+kids in little glue containers.  Yes, you heard me folks, little
+glue containers.  What the heck was the product development meeting
+like?  Was it like this:
+
+BOSS:     "Kids demand new and unique ways to enjoy flavorful sugar
+          filled treats."
+FLUNKY:   "Yes sir."
+BOSS:     "And we have all of these empty glue containers."
+FLUNKY:   "Yes sir."
+BOSS:     "And vats of this putrid tasting, neon colored, sugar
+          filled goo."
+FLUNKY:   "Yes sir."
+BOSS:     "So here's an idea."
+FLUNKY:   "Sir."
+BOSS:     "What if we take the putrid tasting, neon colored, sugar
+          filled goo and stick it in the empty glue containers. 
+          Isn't that a unique method of enjoying flavorful sugar
+          filled treats?"
+FLUNKY:   "Yes indeed it is sir."
+BOSS:     "I am brilliant, aren't I."
+FLUNKY:   "Yes indeed you are sir."
+BOSS:     "Stop drooling Himmler."
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Doug Martsch (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Doug Martsch
+ADDRESS: UP Records (P.O. Box 21328, Seattle, WA 98111-3328)
+Doug was in Treepeople.  And is still in Built to Spill, who should
+have a new album out on UP Records by the time you read this thing. 
+And he's also the push and the shove that started the Halo Benders.
+Read on.  This interview was done in August, 1994.
+[SLAM]    How did the Halo Benders start up?
+[DOUG]    I was in a band called Treepeople a few years ago.  On
+          tour, we played a show with Beat Happening.  And I really
+          like them a lot. I listen to them a lot.  And then I
+          wanted to make some music with someone else singing.  And
+          I really didn't talk to them much when we were there [in
+          the Pacific Northwest], but I sort of knew him a little
+          bit.  When we lived in Seattle we played some shows that
+          he set up.  I asked him if he wanted to do something and
+          about half a year later he got himself a little studio in
+          his basement [Dub Narcotic] and I went down there and
+          spent a week and we made the record.
+[SLAM]    As far as someone else singing goes, you and Calvin are
+          kinda sharing singing duties on the album?
+[DOUG]    That kinda just happened.  It changed quite a bit from
+          what I originally envisioned us doing together.
+[SLAM]    So it was a project you started?
+[DOUG]    It was my idea to get the thing going.  I got a hold of
+          him.  This other band I'm in, Built to Spill, we just
+          recorded some stuff and I sent that to him.
+[SLAM]    And with Built to Spill.  I heard some things about the
+          _Ultimate Alternative Wavers_ CD.  Like it wasn't
+          supposed to be released?  Did you want that to come out?
+[DOUG]    Yeah.
+[SLAM]    Well, a rumor monger was telling me that it was put out
+          behind Built to Spill's collective back.
+[DOUG]    No. Not at all.
+[SLAM]    Well that clears that up.
+[DOUG]    (laughs). That's funny.
+[SLAM]    Well you know how rumors spread.  Well what are the Halo
+          Benders doing? Are they going to exist beyond the album?
+[DOUG]    I hope so. We actually played a few shows...
+[SLAM]    Well I know you did Yoyo a Go Go...
+[DOUG]    Built to Spill has gone up there and played a few times
+          up in the Pacific Northwest.  And a few of the shows we
+          played, Calvin just gets up and sings with us with our
+          line-up, but we do Halo Benders songs.  We did a little
+          tour with the people who played on the record--Ralph and
+          Wayne.  We did like ten days.  Went to Oregon,
+          California, Las Vegas and Boise.
+[SLAM]    So it was a quick little tour.
+[DOUG]    It was just a quick little thing.  We decided to do it
+          about a couple of weeks before we went out so it was
+          really quickly set up and it was pretty spontaneous.
+[SLAM]    Have you ever toured before?
+[DOUG]    Treepeople went across the country right before I quit
+          the band a couple of years ago and Built to Spill has
+          gone up to the Pacific Northwest about four or five
+          times.  Just short little trips.  Maybe the longest one
+          was less than a week.
+[SLAM]    Did you play on any of the Dub Narcotic singles?
+[DOUG]    Different people played on those.  I know that on the
+          _Fuck Shit Up_, Heather [from the now no longer a group,
+          Tiger Trap), played drums on it.  She plays drums for
+          Lois.  Lois was just here last week.  We played with her.
+[SLAM]    How was that? Have you ever played with her before?
+[DOUG]    We played at Yoyo a Go Go.  This was the second time.
+[SLAM]    Are there going to be any other Halo Benders releases? 
+          What's the response been?
+[DOUG]    Good that I know of.  I don't really know how good it's
+          doing nationwide.  But I did talk to a friend of mine in
+          San Francisco who said that they play it a lot on the
+          radio down there.
+[SLAM]    What tracks?
+[DOUG]    _Don't Touch My Bikini_.
+[SLAM]    Who came up with that one?
+[DOUG]    I made up the music and Calvin made up the words.  That's
+          how all of that stuff was put together.  About half of
+          the songs, a little over half of them maybe, were songs
+          that I had just music for.  And then we both milled over
+          it for a week or so and came up with different words and
+          melodies and stuff.  But that song, he totally came up
+          with the words and the melody.  Then _On a Tip_ was
+          something that I came up with the melodies for.  Same
+          with _Canned Oxygen_.  It's pretty obvious when you
+          listen to the songs who came up with what.
+[SLAM]    What about new Built to Spill stuff?
+[DOUG]    We have a full-length coming out in few weeks. Out on UP
+          Records.  We're going to be over there in New York in
+          October.
+[SLAM]    Where?
+[DOUG]    A couple of shows in CBGBs and one over in Maxwell's
+[SLAM]    Maxwell's is great.  CBs is CBs.
+[DOUG]    Right.  We played at CBGBs with Treepeople and it was
+          really bad.
+[SLAM]    Bad in what way?
+[DOUG]    We played during the New Music Seminar with a bunch of
+          Poison-like bands.  We got on at about three in the
+          morning and played for the woman that we were staying
+          with and that was it.
+[SLAM]    What do you think of the place itself?  Hasn't it gotten
+          to the point that they have such a reputation for
+          themselves that they don't even have to clean up after
+          themselves?
+[DOUG]    (laughs). Right.
+[SLAM]    One time when I as hanging out there, I had this leaky
+          pipe dripping on the back of my shirt.  Too bad I didn't
+          realize it until it was too late.
+[DOUG]    (laughs). That's funny. They probably damage the pipes on
+          purpose to give it that whole atmosphere.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Anpan Man Live at Daiei (LIVE SHOW)
+ARTIST: Matt Kaufman
+ADDRESS: EXILE (3-4, Tanigawa-Cho #202, Tondabayashi-shi, Osaka,
+Japan 584)
+PRICE: While not hanging out with Anpan Man, Matt spends most of
+his time putting out his zine, EXILE.  The latest issue is an 80
+page monster focusing on the Japanese underground music/art scene. 
+Send him three bucks in well hidden cash (U.S. funds only) and
+he'll send you a copy.
+For those of you that are unaware, Anpan Man is the most popular
+kiddie show in Japan.  When I say kiddie, I mean ages of two to
+six.  After six, you move onto other cartoon characters like
+Doraemon or Dragonball.  That didn't stop me from heading down to
+the Daiei department store in my neighborhood to see a rare live
+show of Anpan Man and his posse.
+     Anpan means "bean jam bun", and Anpan Man's enemies will not
+hesitate to take a bite out of his big fat head.  His arch enemy is
+the sinister Baikin (germ) Man, who has yet to defeat our hero. 
+Anpan Man is joined by two of his "girlfriends," the striking
+Butter and the lovely Melon Pan.  He has loads of other friends,
+but due to scheduling conflicts they were unable to attend the
+performance I saw.
+     The parking lot was filled with young children, some of them
+barely old enough to walk.  Some of these children were about to
+see Anpan Man live for the first time in their lives.  You could
+feel anticipation.  It reminded me of the first time that I went to
+see Iggy Pop.  Butter and the evil Baikin Man (Boo! Hiss!) came out
+on stage first.  Some of the children started crying at the sight
+of the hideous villain.  Butter and Baikin Man exchanged a few
+words on stage and it seemed as though Butter was in some sort of
+trouble.  Baikin Man was joined by another evil villain, Skeleton
+Man (Actually, I don't know his exact name, and I'm not about to
+start hanging out in the kiddie section of the bookstore to do
+research on Anpan Man).
+     Another good guy, Hamburger Man came onstage.  Hamburger Man
+was dressed in a Cowboy uniform and had a big lasso.  The crowd
+gave him polite applause, but you could tell they were disappointed
+that their hero had not yet appeared.
+     Butter made the shocking announcement that Anpan Man would not
+be joining the show today.  There was a gasp from the crowd.  I
+guess he was at another department store and couldn't make it.  I
+started to walk home, dejected and disappointed that I didn't get
+to see Anpan Man.  It reminded me of the time when I went to see
+Pavement, Superchunk and My Bloody Valentine at the New Music
+Seminar a couple of years ago.  I got there a half hour late and
+missed Pavement.  I almost cried.
+     All of the sudden Anpan Man appeared from behind a curtain. 
+I was overjoyed.  He was able to make it after all.  The crowd
+roared with excitement.  I don't know how he did it, but Anpan Man
+talked his way out of the situation and it was resolved
+harmoniously.  Man, what a rip-off!  I wanted to see some fighting
+like them Ninja Turtles do in the movies.  I wanted to see Anpan
+Man kick the shit out of Baikin Man.  No dice.  He didn't even give
+him an atomic knee drop or nothing.  Anpan Man has gone soft on
+crime.
+     The poster for the show clearly stated that Anpan Man would be
+signing autographs after the show.  At 400 Yen a pop!  Who does he
+think he is, Mickey Mantle?  What's more, he had the audacity to
+hand out pre-signed photos of himself that some flunky probably
+signed while taking a dump.  What a lazy bastard.  Then one of
+Anpan Man's lackeys announced that Anpan Man would be posing for
+photos with his fans.  Okay, cool.  I can dig it.  But then came
+the catch: He would be taking photos with five kids at a time.  You
+couldn't just take a picture with Anpan Man alone, you had to take
+one with four other kids.  Who was the brain surgeon who came up
+with that idea?  What if you didn't like one of the kids in the
+picture?  What if he was the same kid who beat you up in
+kindergarten every day?  Now you can't look at your photo with
+Anpan Man without seeing his ugly mug.  Adults never think of these
+things.
+     Anpan Man's roadie, this dude with long hair and ripped Levis,
+loaded the tots onstage like cattle and some of them started
+crying.  I felt bad for those poor kids.  Anpan Man tried to
+console them, but they started wailing louder.  Anpan Man posed for
+photos with everyone and only terrified five or six more kids, and
+that isn't bad when you think about it.  They were really young
+anyway.  But still, the whole thing was a big advertisement for
+Daiei when you come down to it.  The big corporations have a
+monopoly on fun if you ask me.
+     FLASH! A huge Lollapalooza type show has been announced! Anpan
+Man, Crayon Shinchan, Sazae San and Ultraman! Forget Woodstock '94,
+this is the hottest ticket in the world.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Tropical Fruit Bubble Jug (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Amurol Products Company
+Welp, I guess it's just not fun enough nowadays to just chew a
+stick of gum.  Damn kids nowadays.  Making things complicated for
+us older folks.  I swear, I'm going to write to my congressman or
+something.  I pay taxes dammit... Ooops, sorry...  Rambling...  On
+with the review.  Overanalysis and hyperbole is GO!
+     Historically, this thing seems to be the is the natural
+descendent of gums like _Big League Chew_ and _Razzles_.  Like _Big
+League Chew_, sugar hogs and people with sublimated oral fixation
+problems can down as much--or as little--of the candy as you want. 
+Like _Razzles_, it has that weird candy to gum transformation thing
+going, since one initially consumes this junk as a powder. 
+Flavorwise, it's really neat.  Very fruity, and just sugary enough
+to give you a buzz and not put you in a coma.  All in all, a damn
+fine candy.  And it comes in a neat little resealable jug.  What
+more would one want?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Calvin Johnson (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Calvin Johnson
+ADDRESS: K (Box 7154, Olympia, WA 98507)
+Don't blink or you'll miss this interview.  Blame me for the
+brevity.  My sense of timing was totally whacked during this
+conversation thanks to the wondrous effects of some cold medicine
+I popped earlier in the day.  This will teach me to take drugs
+before doing an interview of any kind; especially with someone I
+admire. I suck. This interview was done in August, 1994.
+[SLAM]    How do you like doing the Halo Benders stuff?
+[C.J.]    Oh, it's great.  I'm having a good time.
+[SLAM]    As far as side-projects go, I got a copy of a Japanese
+          zine (BEIKOKU ONGAKU [TRANS: American Music]: The
+          Magazine of Superdeformed World) that had a track you did
+          with the Boyfoons.  What was that?
+[C.J.]    Oh, that's a song that Dan, he plays guitar on that,
+          recorded. He was doing a compilation and he wanted to
+          record a song so we got together and recorded the song
+          for his compilation. But his compilation never came out
+          and it's been about a year and those people wanted a song
+          so we gave it to them.
+[SLAM]    So it was a one shot deal.
+[C.J.]    Yeah, we just recorded it in one day and there it is.
+[SLAM]    Was that at Dub Narcotic?
+[C.J.]    No. That was before I had the studio up and going.
+[SLAM]    When did the studio start up?
+[C.J.]    Last August or July.  About a year or so ago.
+[SLAM]    And it's been working out okay?
+[C.J.]    Yeah. It's in the basement. Got the 8-track and a bunch
+          of old machines. Kinda get them fired up and let 'er rip.
+[SLAM]    Another thing. I've read about you going to Japan and
+          doing something on the Japanese music scene while you
+          were at Evergreen.
+[C.J.]    Yeah.  It was about 10 years ago.  1984.  Actually Beat
+          Happening went to Japan and I just did some research into
+          what was going on there underground music wise.  I did an
+          article about it.
+[SLAM]    How did you like it there?
+[C.J.]    Had a great time.  Like to go back someday.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Sting: With Caffeine Crystals (CANDY)
+ARTIST: I don't know...
+You know, I thought those candy researchers in Japan hit the
+ultimate low in taste when they made _Kiss Mint: Wake Up_ (see
+Slambook #5).  I was dreadfully, dreadfully, wrong.  This has to be
+the worst tasting piece of junk I've ever tasted.
+     It tastes like a slice of chewable talcum powder.  Ugggh. 
+Chewable talcum powder with caffeine crystals.  UGGGH!  Yes, just
+like _Kiss Mint: Wake Up_, this thing is one of those "functional"
+gums that is supposed to help stimulate you and wake you up.  But
+just like _Kiss Mint: Wake Up_, it didn't do anything for me.  So
+for those of you keeping track of what I think of various things in
+the world that have the name Sting attached to them, here's the
+latest tally:
+
+     STING (the gum):         Sucks (tasteless crap)
+     STING (the movie):       Okay (the music is decent)
+     STING (the musician):     Sucks (too boring nowadays)
+     STING (the bee):         N/A (I've never been stung by a bee)
+     STING (the wrestler):    Sucks (no explanation needed)
+
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| This was SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #6 (SEPTEMBER 1994)            |
+| All contents (c) 1994 Jack Szwergold, all rights reserved.    |
+| And after saying all that, I realize that this is an elec-    |
+| tronic zine, which by the nature of it's medium, allows it to |
+| be  duplicated with  little or no  effort. So this is to let  |
+| you know that distribution is free. You can copy and send it  |
+| to as many people and places as you want. But the content is  |
+| mine, and plagiarism is just not a nice thing. Which is the   |
+| only reason why I stuck a copyright statement on this thing.  |
+| So be nice, and don't claim authorship to things you didn't   |
+| write. Okay?                                                  |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|               [ OH WHERE, OH WHERE CAN IT BE? ]               |
+|                                                               |
+| USENET: Each issue of the Slambook is posted to _alt.zines_,  |
+|         _alt.etext_, _alt.comics.alternative_ and _alt.music. |
+|         alternative_ as well as various other sundry news-    |
+|         groups on the ever expanding gimmish of babble that   |
+|         is known as the USENET.                               |
+| GOPHER: gopher.well.sf.ca.us (Thanks to Jerod at Factsheet 5) |
+| E-MAIL: For all you idle types who don't like using the       |
+|         USENET or playing around with gophers, you can get an |
+|         e-mail subscription to the Slambook. Drop me a        |
+|         communique telling me you'd like to subscribe and     |
+|         you'll be added to the Slambook's ultra-ineffective   |
+|         electronic-mail distribution list. Just say please,   |
+|         and the deed will be done. (NOTE: I'm not a LISTSERV, |
+|         and I don't play one on TV. So please don't send me   |
+|         any stupid LISTSERV-like messages, okay?  Also, if    |
+|         you have more than one e-mail account, _please_       |
+|         clearly state which account should receive the        |
+|         Slambook.)                                            |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|             [ IF YOU CHOOSE TO SUBMIT TO ME... ]              |
+|                                                               |
+| Be sure to remember, folks, that any and all materials sent   |
+| to the Super Stupid Slambook offices will not be returned un- |
+| less it is accompanied by a self-addressed stamped envelope.  |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|                  [ ITSY BITSY MINI-COMICS ]                   |
+|                                                               |
+| If you haven't experienced the pure joy contained within the  |
+| pages of my mini-comics, send me some e-mail and I'll send    |
+| you all the pertinent info required to acquire such mini-     |
+| comics.  The information will be transferred from me to you   |
+| via the Slambook's high-tech Mini-Comic Information Dispenser |
+| 3001 (TM).  Highly effective, very secretive and extremely    |
+| expensive the Mini-Comic Information Dispenser 3001 (TM) is   |
+| guarded around the clock by Tina, King of Monster Island.     |
+| There is very good reason why Tina is the King of Monster     |
+| Island. So just don't get on Tina's bad side, okay?           |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| [ E-MAIL ]                                 [ STANDARD MAIL ]  |
+| jis@panix.com                              P.O. Box 242       |
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+| ????  ??  ?? ?????  ?????? ?????     | HEavENly               |
+|?????? ??  ?? ?????? ?????? ??????    | caNDy                  |
+|??  ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ??     ??  ??    | ARthUR LEe             |
+| ??    ??  ?? ??  ?? ??     ??  ??    | guM                    |
+|  ??   ??  ?? ?????? ?????  ??????    | KIckINg GIanT          |
+|   ??  ??  ?? ?????  ??     ?????     | guM                    |
+|??  ?? ??  ?? ??     ??     ??  ??    | NOteCArdS              |
+|?????? ?????? ??     ?????? ??  ??    | paVEmeNT               |
+| ????   ????  ??     ?????? ??  ??    | CAugHT IN FLux         |
+|                                      | saM heNDerSOn          |
+| ????  ?????? ??  ?? ?????  ?? ?????  |  inTErvIEw             |
+|?????? ?????? ??  ?? ?????? ?? ?????? |                        |
+|??  ??   ??   ??  ?? ??  ?? ?? ??  ?? |                        |
+| ??      ??   ??  ?? ??  ?? ?? ??  ?? |                        |
+|  ??     ??   ??  ?? ?????? ?? ??  ?? |                        |
+|   ??    ??   ??  ?? ?????  ?? ??  ?? |                        |
+|??  ??   ??   ??  ?? ??     ?? ??  ?? |                        |
+|??????   ??   ?????? ??     ?? ?????? |                        |
+| ????    ??    ????  ??     ?? ?????  +------------------------+
+|                                                               |
+| ????  ??      ????  ??   ?? ?????   ????   ????  ??  ?? +-----+
+|?????? ??     ?????? ??? ??? ?????? ?????? ?????? ??  ?? | O 1 |
+|??  ?? ??     ??  ?? ??????? ??  ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? | C 9 |
+| ??    ??     ??  ?? ?? ? ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ?? ??  | T 9 |
+|  ??   ??     ?????? ?? ? ?? ?????  ??  ?? ??  ?? ????   | . 4 |
+|   ??  ??     ??  ?? ??   ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ?? ??  |     |
+|??  ?? ??     ??  ?? ??   ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? ??  ?? |     |
+|?????? ?????? ??  ?? ??   ?? ?????? ?????? ?????? ??  ?? |     |
+| ????  ?????? ??  ?? ??   ?? ?????   ????   ????  ??  ?? | #7  |
++---------------------------------------------------------+-----+
+|      [ Hey Jack. What's up with this gossamer schmate? ]      |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+     My name is Mr. Slambook.  In September 1992 my car was
+     repossessed and the bill collectors were hounding me like you
+     wouldn't believe. I was laid off and my unemployment checks
+     had run out. The only escape I had from the pressure of
+     failure was my computer, my modem, a bottle of vodka and
+     Oprah. I longed to turn my advocation into my vocation. This
+     January 1994 my family and I went on a weekend sojourn to
+     Coney Island. I bought a Yugo for CASH in February 1994.
+          I am currently building a tree house on the West Coast of
+     Queens, with an above ground pool, a dog house, and a
+     beautiful view of the driveway from my breakfast room table
+     and patio. I will never have to work again. Today I am rich! 
+     I have earned over $400.00 (F-O-R-E  H-U-N-D-R-E-D  D-O-L-L-E-
+     R-S) to date and will become stinking rich within 4 or 5
+     decades. Anyone can do the same. This money making program
+     works perfectly every time, 100 percent of the time. I have
+     NEVER failed to earn $5 or more whenever I wanted. Best of all
+     you never have to leave home except to go to your mailbox or
+     the post office or the corner store to play lotto. But that's
+     all I'm going to tell you about the secret of my success.
+     Because if I told you any more, I'd compromise the stability
+     of my Rockefeller-like existence.
+
+
+I own a mansion and a yacht,
+ _____                   __         
+/\___ \                 /\ \        
+\/__/\ \     __      ___\ \ \/'\    
+   _\ \ \  /'__`\   /'___\ \ , <    
+  /\ \_\ \/\ \L\.\_/\ \__/\ \ \\`\  
+  \ \____/\ \__/.\_\ \____\\ \_\ \_\
+   \/___/  \/__/\/_/\/____/ \/_/\/_/
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| [ E-MAIL ]                                 [ STANDARD MAIL ]  |
+| jis@panix.com                              P.O. Box 242       |
+|                                            Village Station    |
+|                                            New York, NY 10014 |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+TITLE: The Decline and Fall of Heavenly (CD)
+ARTIST: Heavenly
+ADDRESS: K (Box 7154, Olympia, WA 98507)
+PRICE: It goes for $10.00 post paid
+No more wait!  New Heavenly has arrived, and how wonderful it is. 
+Honest.  I mean, can this Oxford quintette ever put out a bad
+album?  No.  Never. They can't.  And this is yet more tangible
+evidence of this immutable law of pop nature.  More loveable tunes
+filled with peppy keyboards, jangly guitars and some of the
+happiest singing you'll ever hear.  What more would you want, you
+misanthropic fool?  For the senseless who need to know, read on.
+     My fave track is _Skipjack_.  It has a great beat thing going;
+accentuated by a cowbell, natch. _Sperm Meets Egg, So What?_ gets
+extra brownie points for creative titling.  Whoops!  Almost forgot,
+_Sacramento_ which is a groovy instrumental that does a job of
+splitting the tracks kindasorta in half.  Kinda.  I mean, you can't
+properly say that the fifth cut in an eight cut release is the dead
+center, can you?  But who care's about math.  This is reality,
+babe.  Dig it.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: New Bottle (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Orion
+Well, I got two bottles of this stuff.  Yeah bottles.  It comes
+packaged as little liter sized soda bottles.  But they're not liter
+size soda bottles, they just look like them.  They're actually
+about 2.5 inches high.  One of them looks like a Fresca bottle. 
+The other one looks like an orange soda bottle.  But don't let that
+fool you.  The candy in both tastes the same.
+     Sugary chunks of stuff that are just a tad bigger than Pixie
+stick powder, and slightly smaller than Nerds.  The taste most
+definitely leans more towards the Pixie stick powder side of the
+spectrum.  But there's one important difference.  Unlike Pixie
+sticks, Nerds and other similar candy treats, this stuff sucks. 
+Despite the candy being virtually hermetically sealed in this
+little bottle, the candy tastes like it's been sitting and molding
+in some storage closet somewhere.  Who the hell want's to willfully
+eat stuff that tastes like that?
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: The Arthur Lee/Love Experience (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Glenn Susser, Arthur Lee, a cab and a radio
+Glenn likes music and likes that groovy group Love, which is yet
+another victim of another tribute album.  Below is one of Glenn's
+youthful memories of picking up Arthur Lee as a cab fare.  Yes,
+Glenn was a cabbie.  Yes, he was a cabbie in New York City.  And I
+don't care what anyone says.  You deserve a medal for doing that.
+[Memory by Glenn Susser]
+It's ancient history already.  I drove in the city over 20 years
+ago during school breaks.  Those were the days when cabbies still
+spoke English and obeyed a few of the laws.  Was easily the most
+interesting job I had.  Everyday it was something else.  Didn't
+pick up too many celebrities, but the most memorable was Arthur Lee
+of Love.  He gets in and is going to a recording studio... I didn't
+recognize him although I was a big fan.  Hendrix is on my portable
+FM and he asks me to turn it up, which I was more than happy to do. 
+Hendrix was Lee's idol.  After the song, he just asks me if I knew
+who he was. When I told him no, he sez, like it's a big deal (which
+it really was to me) "I'm Arthur Lee of Love."  Well, if you know
+anything about Love, you'd know that they were almost completely
+unknown at the time.  I was probably the 1 in a 1,000 that knew
+them.  He was such a conceited asshole you wouldn't believe it.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Kiss Mint: Sampler Pack (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Glica
+After bitching and moaning about how horrid the Kiss Mint for Wake
+up was in a previous issue, a pal clued me into this little thing. 
+A sampler pack of some of the less useful Kiss Mint flavors.
+     Unlike Kiss Mint for Wake Up, which is designed with some sort
+of tangible, utilitarian angle, in mind this stuff is really flaky. 
+Kiss Ming for Refresh?  What the heck is that?  Don't the concepts
+of "refresh" and "wake-up" overlap in some way?  Or is this gum for
+one of those days that I have that "not-so-fresh" feeling?  Or Kiss
+Mint for Elegance?!?!  Unless Grace Kelly, Cary Grant, and Audrey
+Hepburn chew this--which I doubt since they're all dead--I don't
+think the elegance seal of approval applies to this sugar product.
+Oh, and get _this_ one.  Kiss Mint for...  for... for... Etiquette. 
+What the fuck?!?!  Do you turn into a Letitia Baldrige or Henry
+Kissinger after chomping on a stick? Man, these Kiss Mint people
+have really taken the phrase "truth in advertising" lightly.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Alien i.D. (CD)
+ARTIST: Kicking Giant
+ADDRESS: K (Box 7154, Olympia, WA 98507)
+PRICE: It goes for $11.00 post paid
+Last year Kicking Giant gave us all the wonderful _Halo_ CD, which
+was the first CD release by this previously cassette only duo. 
+This year they give us their first "proper" album--as all the Brits
+say--and it's pretty damn good.  Same minimalist setup of an
+electric guitar a la Tae Won Yu and a stand-up kit drum setup a la
+Rachael Carns.  But the sound seems to be much fuller for some
+reason.  Better production?  I would say that has something to do
+with it.  But not everything to do with it, since Tae and Rachel
+are pretty damn talented sans the bells and whistles of production;
+see them live to see what I mean.
+     Standout tracks include _This Song_, _She's Real_ and _Lucky_. 
+The one track that I could absolutely, positively do without is the
+_The Town Idiot_ which is basically a spoken word piece by Sue P.
+Fox with Kicking Giant providing the backup music.  It's disturbing
+and interesting on the first listen.  But after that it gets stale
+fast, and seems really out of place on this otherwise neat
+collection of tunes.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Booing: Ginger Ale (CANDY)
+ARTIST: Kanebo
+Unless the soda candy that you consume is cola flavored, it's bound
+to suck.  This is the best evidence yet.  The package smells like
+flat ginger ale _before_ you even open it.  The gum tastes like
+some bastard concoction of maple syrup and ginger candy.  And mind
+you Faithful Reader (tm), I actually like the way pure ginger candy
+tastes.  This stuff just wreaks of bad over-sugary, syrupy gunk. 
+Bleagh!  The gum itself comes in pretty big portions. And the
+flavor last a real, real, real long time. Which would be a good
+thing if its tasted okay.  But it doesn't taste like anything you
+want to savor.  So this is _not_ a positive factor.  No sir.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Popeye/Felix The Cat Notecards (MISC)
+ARTIST: Graphique de France and the original artists
+ADDRESS: Graphique De France (46 Waltham Street, Boston, MA 02118)
+PRICE: They go for $1.50 each, but you can buy a whole box of 12
+for $22, I think.
+Let's face it.  Most greeting cards really suck.  The sappy, syrupy
+shit that passes for prepackaged sentiments really makes me wretch
+sometimes.  What to do?  Go get some blank cards.  Frankly, buy
+only blank notecards.  Write your own damn greetings.  Its much
+more personal and infinitely better as a result.  And a good place
+to get some of the best notecards that I've seen come from this
+place, Grahique de France.
+     Slightly pretentious name aside, the cards that they make are
+really neat.  Heavy stock paper, with really nice, heavy lines and
+strong, saturated color.  What else would you want?  It also helps
+that this company graces their cards with two of the coolest
+cartoon characters ever made, Popeye the Sailor Man and Felix the
+Cat.
+     The Popeye line comes with neat portraits of the spinach
+eating seaman himself, as well as the lovely Olive Oyl, the non-
+sequiturish Jeep and that baby of babys, Swee' Pea.  The Felix the
+Cat line is my personal fave, with scenes of Felix lounging,
+dancing, painting, sleeping and laughing his ass off.  A damn fine
+role model that Felix is, if you ask me.  Much better than those
+Mighty Annoying Power Rangers.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Pavement, Guided by Voices and David Kilgour (LIVE SHOW)
+ARTIST: See above, buddy...
+So there I am.  In the middle of the Roseland in lovely midtown
+Manhattan.  The Roseland used to be a huge old dancehall; which
+makes going to shows here really depressing.  You know, the whole
+by-gone era and things like that thing.  Cool art-deco stuff, but
+there's something haunting about it.  It seem's hollow in some way. 
+But enough about that.  You want to know how the show was, right? 
+Right...
+     David Kilgour stunk.  Derivative, wall-paperish bulljunk, just
+like most of the things that get played on many mainstream
+"alternative" stations.  Guided By Voices was slightly better,
+although I'll be the first to say that I just really don't like
+them.  They're sound just doesn't click with me; live or on album. 
+But I do have to give them credit for being one of the few bands I
+can think of who brings a cooler filled with beer out on the stage;
+and promptly takes it off the stage when they are definitely
+leaving the stage. Oh yeah.  Kim Deal did a guest spot.  Supposedly
+singing, but you couldn't really hear her, so the crowd mainly had
+the pleasure of seeing Ms. Deal bob her head drunkenly on stage
+with the rest of the Guided By Voices crew. Pinch me. But enough of
+this sarcastic shit.
+     Pavement came on, and they were really great.  Last time I saw
+them, it seemed to be a pretty academic, paint-by-numbers set of
+songs.  Not this time.  They were loose and on the ball in a big
+way.  Steve was great.  So was Mark.  Heck, I even like Scott a
+little more.  Fuck that, Scott was the best!  Songs included a
+healthy dose of old stuff like _Debris Slide_, _Summer Babe_, _Two
+States_, _Trigger Cut_ and _Box Elder_ as well as lots of new stuff
+like _Silence Kit_, _Range Life_, _Elevate Me Later_ and _Cut Your
+Hair_.  No _From Now On_.  No _Forklift_.  So I'd have to grade the
+set an A minus.  But nitpicking aside, this was definitely one of
+the more satisfying shows I've seen in a long time.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Caught In Flux #3 (ZINE)
+ARTIST: Mike Appelstein
+ADDRESS: Caught In Flux (P.O. Box 7088, New York, NY 10116-7088)
+PRICE: It goes for $2.00 post paid
+Reading through this special  "How I discovered music" issue is
+really a mind blower. Well, maybe mind blower is the wrong way to
+describe it.  But basically by focusing on this one thing and
+interviewing--or allowing the subject to write a short essay--Mike
+has managed to add a different, and more thoughtful, twist on the
+same old song and dance.
+     We've all probably read interviews with Barbara Manning, but
+did you know that she accidentally crushed her pet hermit crab
+while going nuts at a screening of The Who's _The Kids are Alright_
+when she was a kid?  Or that the ever-so-schmoozy Jessica Willis,
+who does music reviews and interviews for the New York Press, has
+secret dreams of being a slutty groupie?  Or that Indie-List and
+Telegraph electronic publishing mogul Sean Murphy really has a
+thing for Del Shannon's tunes?  Well, whatever. If I say anymore,
+I'll destroy all the fun that contained in this zines pages.  But
+I will tell you that other musical discovery moments are shared by
+Jenny Toomey (Tsunami), Kristin Thomson (ditto, Tsunami), David
+Nichols (Cannanes), Stuart Moxham (Young Marble Giants), Anne
+Rubenstein (Comics Journal), Mark Eitzel (American Music Club),
+Lois Maffeo (Lois, duh) and Mike Schulman (Slumberland).  Buy it,
+or else I'm gonna have to get medieval on your ass.
+
+=================================================================
+TITLE: Sam Henderson (PERSON)
+ARTIST: Sam Henderson
+ADDRESS: Sam Henderson, The Cartoonist (14 Bayard Street #3,
+Brooklyn, NY 11211)
+Sam is one of the most prolific and productive mini-comic people
+that I know of.  His mini, _The Magic Whistle_ is one of the few
+consistently funny things one can buy for $2.00 nowadays.  So send
+him $2.00 and he'll send you a copy.  Ask for #5 and you can read
+the fake letter his roommate Mike wrote on his behalf to the
+National Endowment for the Arts.  The first sentence of the letter
+is "If you give me a grant of $6000 I will spend it on whores for
+my friends and myself."  Let's wish him luck and hope he gets the
+grant! This interview was done in August, 1994.
+[SLAM]    When did you start drawing cartoons?
+[S.H.]    I don't know when I started drawing cartoons.  But I've
+          been self-publishing when I was 10.  I put out a book. 
+          It was actually my elementary school that published it. 
+          In junior high, I did comic called _Captain Spaz_, with
+          my pal Bobby Weiss.  It was a super hero parody.
+[SLAM]    Are you ever going to reprint that stuff?
+[S.H.]    Well that was then, but I still might reprint it anyway. 
+          I did do a reprint the first thing I did when I was 10.
+[SLAM]    How did _The Magic Whistle_ mini-comic start out?
+[S.H.]    Basically, before _The Magic Whistle_ I just did several
+          mini-comics under different names and I eventually wanted
+          to have some kind of identity and also a way people could
+          easily keep track of what I was doing. Before that, there
+          was no way that people could keep track of what I did.
+[SLAM]    I remember also seeing that one mini-comic tribute you
+          did on C3PO?  Where did that come from?
+[S.H.]    We only made about 25 copies of that.  My roommate Mike
+          Rex and I just did that in one night.
+[SLAM]    That one was neat. I remember reading that and laughing
+          my ass off in big way.
+[S.H.]    We pretty much just gave the copies to Jim Hanely's
+          Universe and a couple of other places.  My roommate is a
+          real Star Wars nut, so we just thought up all of gags
+          about C3PO one night.
+[SLAM]    The one with the two kids cursing him out [VISUAL AID:
+          C3PO is quietly walking down the street while two kids
+          yell "Hey, C3PO!  Up yours!" and "I saw your mom naked,
+          you dork!"]  It's so stupid yet it's so true.  That's
+          exactly what would happen to him. And the thing is, that
+          when I watch the Star Wars films now, I'm becoming more
+          aware of what a real dork C3PO really was.  He was just
+          the most useless character.
+[S.H.]    The thing that spawned the mini was when Mike Rex did the
+          one strip with C3PO dancing and going "Woo! Woo! Woo!"
+          and this guy points at him and says "Hey!  Little Richard
+          is inside C3PO."  And so I did the other one, and we just
+          kept on rolling.
+[SLAM]    Why did you decide to call the mini _The Magic Whistle_?
+[S.H.]    I was just making up sitcom plots in my head.  I'm always
+          doing stuff with stereotypes and cliches.  And I just
+          came up with the idea of this sitcom where the lead
+          character finds a magic whistle.  I just thought that was
+          really funny at one point.
+[SLAM]    It reminds me of that Sid and Marty Kroft _H.R.
+          Puffinstuff_.  You know.  The magic flute that kid had.
+[S.H.]    Yeah.  _H.R. Puffinstuff_.  H.R. supposedly stood for
+          _H_and _R_olled.  There was thing in Film Threat about
+          all the drug references in all of the Sid and Marty Kroft
+          shows a couple of years ago.
+[SLAM]    All of the Kroft stuff is screwed up.  Well, not the new
+          stuff.  Like the new _Land of the Lost_.  The sleestacks
+          suck in the new one.
+[S.H.]    I haven't seen any of that stuff for about 15 or 20
+          years.
+[SLAM]    Just memories.
+[S.H.]    Yeah and with all this seventies retro stuff, all these
+          things are just coming back to me.
+[SLAM]    Well, back to comics.  The _F Hat_ mini, where did that
+          one come from?
+[S.H.]    Actually, I saw someone in the street selling a hat with
+          the word "Fuck" on it.  And I was wondering, what type of
+          person would wear this?  And if he did, would everybody
+          think he was a great person because he had this hat?
+[SLAM]    Yeah.  That was the funny ending in that one.  Where
+          everyone who was talking about how great the guy's hat
+          was, turned around and said that they lied and it was all
+          a big joke.  They were all making fun of him.  Even the
+          guy who sold him the hat.
+[S.H.]    That was kind of a cop-out ending.  I couldn't think of
+          a way to end it.
+[SLAM]    Yeah, but that's kind of like what would happen, in a
+          paranoid sort of way.  I mean, did you see Adrian
+          Tomine's letter in HATE?  The one where he told Peter
+          Bagge that he bought a HATE hat and was walking around
+          San Francisco with it and was getting all kinds of shit
+          from people on the street?
+[S.H.]    That hat's actually a big seller for Fantagraphics, now. 
+          Just because of the word "Hate", even people don't buy
+          the comic buy the hat because of that.
+[SLAM]    Yeah.  I know tons of people who bought the HATE T-shirt
+          just for that reason. But back to your stuff. What about
+          the visual stuff. Like those wordless strips you have in
+          _Nickelodeon Magazine_?
+[S.H.]    The first one I did for them was originally in _The Magic
+          Whistle_; the one with the guy and the animal taking each
+          others eyes and noses off. I submitted a bunch of my
+          stuff to Nickelodeon, most of it just being from my mini-
+          comics, and many of them inappropriate for them to print.
+          I just wanted to show them what I could do.  And that one
+          being one of the only ones that wasn't dirty, I guess
+          that's why they accepted it.  Then they asked me to do
+          more stuff with those characters.
+[SLAM]    That was a kick in the head for me.  I think I was in
+          Penn Station flipping through _Nickelodeon Magazine_,
+          when I saw your stuff.  Then I saw Mark Newgarden's
+          stuff.  Then Kaz's stuff.  Even David Mazzucchelli had a
+          strip in it, and I was going "What the hell is this?" 
+          The comics section in it is great.  It's like the RAW for
+          kids.
+[S.H.]    An editor at magazine, Anne Bernstein, has done a few
+          underground comics herself.  She went to school with Mark
+          Newgarden and Kaz.  And I worked with Newgarden at Topps
+          on few projects, so he hooked me up with Nickelodeon.
+[SLAM]    What did you do at Topps?
+[S.H.]    I did some concept art and writing.  Most of the things
+          I did will never see the light of day.  But they put out
+          some of the _Wacky Packages_ I wrote.  They also have
+          another series called _Gruesome Greetings_.  And it was
+          funny, because I did the roughs and the artists--who draw
+          really realistically--just copied directly from my
+          roughs.  So in the final product, it looks like my
+          characters but they're three dimensional; done in
+          acrylics, watercolors and everything.
+[SLAM]    Here's a stupid question.  Where did you get your style
+          from?
+[S.H.]    Oh, just because I'm lazy.
+[SLAM]    It's doodlish, but it's cool.  It reminds me a lot of
+          Sergio Aragones stuff.
+[S.H.]    Yeah, a lot of people compare me to Aragones.  Basically,
+          when I started out in art school I was just trying to
+          show how realistically I could draw and everything.  And
+          these characters I do, I began to doodle them when I was
+          on the phone.  But I realized with the type of humor I
+          do, it's much funnier with my doodle style.  Which is
+          quick and spontaneous.
+[SLAM]    The stories are really great also.  You've done a few
+          written, non-comic things.  Like _The Greatest Teen Movie
+          Ever Made_, that's another thing I was laughing out loud
+          to.
+[S.H.]    There are things I do that are just funny without visuals
+          at all.  I've always thought it would be just funny to
+          write them out and let somebody else imagine what they
+          would look like in their head.
+[SLAM]    Well, with _The Greatest Teen Movie Ever Made_, if you
+          put visuals to it, it would just ruin it.  If you grew up
+          watching any of those teen flicks you don't need any
+          visuals to laugh at it.
+[S.H.]    Yeah.  A lot of people think I watch teen movies all the
+          time.  Some people call me when there's something on.
+[SLAM]    Like any of the _Porky's_ films?
+[S.H.]    Basically.  It's not as much that I like these films and
+          like to watch them, I'm just fascinated that they were
+          even made at all. That people spent, more or less, a year
+          of their lives working on these films.
+[SLAM]    Do you ever see one now that you saw when you were a kid
+          and thought was so great.  And then you watch it again
+          and you're like "Shit!  I actually _liked_ this?"
+[S.H.]    Actually, much entertainment I liked as a kid is like
+          that.  I remember I was in eighth grade and when Porky's
+          came out and everybody said "This was _the_ funniest
+          movie."  And this one kid I knew who was allowed to see
+          R rated movies, he was like telling everybody about how
+          great it was.  It took him about five hours to explain
+          how great a film it was.
+[SLAM]    Was that where the strip where the guy is over-analyzing
+          _Porky's_ in _The Magic Whistle_ #5 came from?
+[S.H.]    Nah, that was more made up.  I don't think any eighth
+          grader could come up with that kind of stuff.  It's just
+          like my whole philosophy of being into stupid humor and
+          this whole idea of intellectualizing something as stupid
+          as _Porky's_.
+[SLAM]    Well, then what do you think about the current trend in
+          ultra-realism in comics.  Like Batman getting his back
+          cracked in half.
+[S.H.]    What?  Is that what happened?  I dunno.
+[SLAM]    You don't know?  Well it's like everything is getting
+          painfully ultra-realistic.  Like do you remember when
+          Marvel did that special issue of Spider Man where his
+          uncle molested him?  Or the Iron Man where Tony Stark was
+          revealed to be an major alcoholic?
+[S.H.]    Well, I read Marvels for a period, between '80 and '84. 
+          So I'm not up on that kind of stuff anymore.
+[SLAM]    Well, okay.
+
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+| This was SUPER STUPID SLAMBOOK #7 (OCTOBER 1994)              |
+| All contents (c) 1994 Jack Szwergold, all rights reserved.    |
+| And after saying all that, I realize that this is an elec-    |
+| tronic zine, which by the nature of it's medium, allows it to |
+| be  duplicated with  little or no  effort. So this is to let  |
+| you know that distribution is free. You can copy and send it  |
+| to as many people and places as you want. But the content is  |
+| mine, and plagiarism is just not a nice thing. Which is the   |
+| only reason why I stuck a copyright statement on this thing.  |
+| So be nice, and don't claim authorship to things you didn't   |
+| write. Okay?                                                  |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|               [ SO, WHERE IS THE DAMN THING? ]                |
+|                                                               |
+| USENET: Each issue of the Slambook is posted to _alt.zines_,  |
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+|         alternative_ as well as various other sundry news-    |
+|         groups on the utterly USElessNET.                     |
+| GOPHER: gopher.well.sf.ca.us (Thanks to Jerod at Factsheet 5) |
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+| FTP:    ftp.etext.org: /pub/Zines/SuperStupid                 |
+| E-MAIL: For all you idle types who don't like using the       |
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+|         and the deed will be done. (NOTE: I'm not a LISTSERV, |
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+|         you have more than one e-mail account, _please_       |
+|         clearly state which account should receive the        |
+|         Slambook. It would also be nice to know how you       |
+|         heard about this fine publication. My marketing       |
+|         department needs something to do.                     |
++---------------------------------------------------------------+
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+|                                                               |
+| Be sure to remember, folks, that any and all materials sent   |
+| to the Super Stupid Slambook offices will not be returned un- |
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++---------------------------------------------------------------+
+|                [ THOSE GOSH DARN MINI COMICS ]                |
+|                                                               |
+| If you haven't experienced the pure joy contained within the  |
+| pages of my mini-comics, send me some e-mail and I'll send    |
+| you all the pertinent info required to acquire such mini-     |
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+| I'm lazy.  So be patient.                                     |
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+SURFPUNK Technical Journal (Mailing List) (1992-1994)
+</H1>
+<P>
+<TABLE WIDTH=100%>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#00FF00><FONT COLOR=#000000><B>Filename</B></FONT>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#00DD00><FONT COLOR=#000000><B>Size</B></FONT>
+<TD BGCOLOR=#00AA00><FONT COLOR=#000000><B>Description of the Textfile</B></TR>
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+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/00-index.sur">00-index.sur</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 49762<BR><TD> Index of Surfpunk Technical Journal Issues #1-#104
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/dateman">dateman</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 0<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0001.txt">surf0001.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3059<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #1: TRS-80 Sticker
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0002.txt">surf0002.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6545<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #2: John Gilmore Sues the NSA
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0003.txt">surf0003.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2859<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #3: Scott McNealy Doesn't Hold Back
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0004.txt">surf0004.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2462<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #4: Intel Chip Joke
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0005.txt">surf0005.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3896<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #5: Hardcore Computer Language
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0006.txt">surf0006.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2465<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #6: John Gilmore was on CNN's _future_watch_
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0007.txt">surf0007.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4701<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #7: The Waffle House Drinking Game
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0008.txt">surf0008.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2655<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #8: Waffle House Drinking Game Followup
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0009.txt">surf0009.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4986<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #9: Stupid Mailer Tricks
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0010.txt">surf0010.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 11675<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #10: PGP2.1 Invades the Matrix
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0011.txt">surf0011.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3886<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #11: Followup to John Gilmore Sues the NSA
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0012.txt">surf0012.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2468<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #12: Mark Leyner is on Letterman
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0013.txt">surf0013.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4345<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #13: Happy Holidays
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0014.txt">surf0014.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5172<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #14: Worst Internet Security Incident
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0015.txt">surf0015.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3147<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #15: Historical Note on Telecom Privacy
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0016.txt">surf0016.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19271<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #16: Joke about SIGGRAPH 1992
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0017.txt">surf0017.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5882<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #17: Gopher and Veronica
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0018.txt">surf0018.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19926<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #18: CuD's Media Hype Award to Forbes Magazine
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0019.txt">surf0019.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2762<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #19: WAREZ: Christmas C Code
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0020.txt">surf0020.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 8414<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #20: Getting the Right Phone Number
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0021.txt">surf0021.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4988<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #21: Call for Comments about Computing and the Future
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0022.txt">surf0022.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 50622<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #22: Dave Barry's Year in Review
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0023.txt">surf0023.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 13875<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #23: Novell Buying Unix System Labs
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0024.txt">surf0024.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20971<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #24: Subgenii, WAX, Gopher, Anti-Jed, Hacker Groups
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0025.txt">surf0025.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 42418<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #25: SST Sues Negativland
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0026.txt">surf0026.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5784<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #26: Talkin' Bout Snowcrash
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0027.txt">surf0027.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 12255<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #27: Future Culture
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0028.txt">surf0028.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3954<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #28: Review of Money Man
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0029.txt">surf0029.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17360<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #29: L'Isle Le Gilligan
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0030.txt">surf0030.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 22731<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #30: The Letter U and the Numeral 2
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0031.txt">surf0031.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 14291<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #31: Personality Contructs and M2K and Wired
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0032.txt">surf0032.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 15538<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #32: UNIX: Analysis of the Acquisition by Novell
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0033.txt">surf0033.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7615<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #33: Personality Constructs Within Cyberspace
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0034.txt">surf0034.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6130<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #34: NANDO: KLF's Self Distruction
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0035.txt">surf0035.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 34412<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #35: Balsamo and Ahawks on CNN and Wired
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0036.txt">surf0036.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 8603<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #36: Scientific American on Public Key Cryptosystems
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0037.txt">surf0037.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5881<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #37: Meta Information Sharing in Collaboration Support Environments
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0038.txt">surf0038.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6935<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #38: Incoming New Age Staff Steps Into a Time Warp
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0039.txt">surf0039.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18823<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #39: Hypercard Query: Encryption of Email
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0040.txt">surf0040.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9003<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #40: SunExpress to Expand Unlockable Software Distribution
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0041.txt">surf0041.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18404<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #41: Steve Jackson Games / Secret Service Lawsuit
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0042.txt">surf0042.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2480<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #42: Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0043.txt">surf0043.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 36589<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #43: What *IS* FutureCulture?
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0044.txt">surf0044.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3647<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #44: Computer Cheats take CADSOFT's Bait
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0045.txt">surf0045.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7408<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #45: MBDF Students Admit They Make Mistakes
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0046.txt">surf0046.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5762<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #46: Call for Papers at the First International Computer Virus Alternatives Conference
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0047.txt">surf0047.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5798<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #47: The Illuminati Secret Decoder Ring
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0048.txt">surf0048.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5320<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #48: STS 55 Press Kit "Quick Look"
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0049.txt">surf0049.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5650<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #49: Art and the Public Domain
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0050.txt">surf0050.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5702<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #50: Greenpeace, Autosaurus, and the First Anti-Car Ad Campaign
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0051.txt">surf0051.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17028<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #51: postmodern CUlture Review of Snow Crash
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0052.txt">surf0052.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20095<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #52: Cars, Voice Encoding, News, and Civil Liberties
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0053.txt">surf0053.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18217<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #53: The MIDI Condom
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0054.txt">surf0054.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17220<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #54: Clinton at the White House E-mail Address
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0055.txt">surf0055.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 12923<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #55: The Pact, by Don Webb
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0056.txt">surf0056.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 26217<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #56: Ban Scanners
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0057.txt">surf0057.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7673<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #57: Bonks, Fleeps and Doodledrons
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0058.txt">surf0058.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20561<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #58: Virtual Zen
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0059.txt">surf0059.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18018<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #59: Remarks by John Perry Barlow at National Security and Competitiveness
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0060.txt">surf0060.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 40723<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #60: Clinton Visits SGI
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0061.txt">surf0061.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 40829<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #61: Frequently Asked Questions and Answers
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0062.txt">surf0062.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 8868<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #62: The Infinite Edge Seeks Submissions
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0063.txt">surf0063.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17453<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #63: Steve Jackson Games, PGP Poem, Etc.
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0064.txt">surf0064.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6771<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #64: Scientific American Speaks
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0065.txt">surf0065.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 25386<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #65: Lost and Found
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0066.txt">surf0066.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2792<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #66: Joke?
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0067.txt">surf0067.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 11550<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #67: Scientific American, Patron Deity of Computers
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0068.txt">surf0068.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 44163<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #68: MD5 Week
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0069.txt">surf0069.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18321<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #69: IETF Statements of Boredom
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0070.txt">surf0070.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 13259<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #70: Intel Introduces New Chip for Truly Personal Computing
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0071.txt">surf0071.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 23252<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #71: Haiku for Carp
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0072.txt">surf0072.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18076<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #72: A Day Without Usenet Shall Pass
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0073.txt">surf0073.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 13601<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #73: Review of Black Ice
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0074.txt">surf0074.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 48358<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #74: Steve Jackson Games against the United States Secret Service
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0075.txt">surf0075.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5567<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #75: STS-56 Shuttle Amateur Radio Experiemnt
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0076.txt">surf0076.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9828<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #76: Who Are Surfpunk
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0077.txt">surf0077.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7336<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #77: Sun Just Got Had By Their Russion Counterparts
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0078.txt">surf0078.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 26872<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #78: ZUMABOT
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0079.txt">surf0079.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 38422<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #79: Vinton G. Cerf Speaks
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0080.txt">surf0080.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 24834<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #80: A New Age
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0081.txt">surf0081.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 12372<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #81: Pseudocollision in MD5
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0082.txt">surf0082.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 49975<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #82: PGP vs. RSA Data Security
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0083.txt">surf0083.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 30237<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #83: ICS, Fiction, Heffter Buy 0 DAY
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0084.txt">surf0084.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 45807<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #84: Rights and Responsibilities in Cyberspace
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0085.txt">surf0085.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19752<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #85: Surfpunk Backissues Available via WWW
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0086.txt">surf0086.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 69555<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #86: Cryptography
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0087.txt">surf0087.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 32069<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #87: Cyptography and the CPSR
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0088.txt">surf0088.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19368<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #88: We Are Becoming Politically Correct Sheep
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0089.txt">surf0089.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20568<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #89: MIMEPNQ Forming?
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0090.txt">surf0090.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 32206<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #90: Fermat's Last Theorem
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0091.txt">surf0091.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 89052<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #91: Deadline for NIST/PKP Comments
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0092.txt">surf0092.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 23402<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #92: Archive, MIME, Runesong
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0093.txt">surf0093.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 26941<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #93: UNIX: UCB Bites Back
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0094.txt">surf0094.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 34212<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #94: Taligent can seem like a Land of OZ
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0095.txt">surf0095.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 39289<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #95: Preforations 5, Legal Net News
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0096.txt">surf0096.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17110<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #96: The Marketing of SkipJack
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0097.txt">surf0097.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 22017<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #97: PRZ: Trouble is Brewing
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0098.txt">surf0098.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 37673<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #98: DC-NET: Dining Crypotgrapher Nets
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0099.txt">surf0099.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 39259<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #99: Commercialization of the Internet
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0100.txt">surf0100.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9602<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #100: TLG: An Internet Buyer's Club
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0101.txt">surf0101.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 22648<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #101: FOIA: Writing the NSA
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0102.txt">surf0102.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 47378<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #102: SQUISH: The Internet Snake Hunt
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0103.txt">surf0103.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 37567<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #103: ESCROW: The Bosnia of Telecommunications
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0104.txt">surf0104.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20449<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #104: Clipper: Some Reactions
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="SURFPUNK/surf0105.txt">surf0105.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20205<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #105: The Clipper Key Escow Databases
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+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="00-index.sur">00-index.sur</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 49762<BR><TD> Index of Surfpunk Technical Journal Issues #1-#104
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="dateman">dateman</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 0<BR><TD> 
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0001.txt">surf0001.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3059<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #1: TRS-80 Sticker
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0002.txt">surf0002.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6545<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #2: John Gilmore Sues the NSA
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0003.txt">surf0003.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2859<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #3: Scott McNealy Doesn't Hold Back
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0004.txt">surf0004.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2462<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #4: Intel Chip Joke
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0005.txt">surf0005.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3896<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #5: Hardcore Computer Language
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0006.txt">surf0006.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2465<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #6: John Gilmore was on CNN's _future_watch_
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0007.txt">surf0007.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4701<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #7: The Waffle House Drinking Game
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0008.txt">surf0008.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2655<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #8: Waffle House Drinking Game Followup
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0009.txt">surf0009.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4986<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #9: Stupid Mailer Tricks
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0010.txt">surf0010.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 11675<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #10: PGP2.1 Invades the Matrix
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0011.txt">surf0011.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3886<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #11: Followup to John Gilmore Sues the NSA
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0012.txt">surf0012.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2468<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #12: Mark Leyner is on Letterman
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0013.txt">surf0013.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4345<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #13: Happy Holidays
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0014.txt">surf0014.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5172<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #14: Worst Internet Security Incident
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0015.txt">surf0015.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3147<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #15: Historical Note on Telecom Privacy
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0016.txt">surf0016.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19271<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #16: Joke about SIGGRAPH 1992
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0017.txt">surf0017.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5882<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #17: Gopher and Veronica
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0018.txt">surf0018.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19926<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #18: CuD's Media Hype Award to Forbes Magazine
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0019.txt">surf0019.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2762<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #19: WAREZ: Christmas C Code
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0020.txt">surf0020.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 8414<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #20: Getting the Right Phone Number
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0021.txt">surf0021.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 4988<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #21: Call for Comments about Computing and the Future
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0022.txt">surf0022.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 50622<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #22: Dave Barry's Year in Review
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0023.txt">surf0023.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 13875<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #23: Novell Buying Unix System Labs
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0024.txt">surf0024.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20971<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #24: Subgenii, WAX, Gopher, Anti-Jed, Hacker Groups
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0025.txt">surf0025.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 42418<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #25: SST Sues Negativland
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0026.txt">surf0026.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5784<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #26: Talkin' Bout Snowcrash
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0027.txt">surf0027.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 12255<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #27: Future Culture
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0028.txt">surf0028.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3954<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #28: Review of Money Man
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0029.txt">surf0029.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17360<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #29: L'Isle Le Gilligan
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0030.txt">surf0030.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 22731<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #30: The Letter U and the Numeral 2
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0031.txt">surf0031.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 14291<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #31: Personality Contructs and M2K and Wired
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0032.txt">surf0032.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 15538<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #32: UNIX: Analysis of the Acquisition by Novell
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0033.txt">surf0033.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7615<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #33: Personality Constructs Within Cyberspace
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0034.txt">surf0034.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6130<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #34: NANDO: KLF's Self Distruction
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0035.txt">surf0035.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 34412<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #35: Balsamo and Ahawks on CNN and Wired
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0036.txt">surf0036.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 8603<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #36: Scientific American on Public Key Cryptosystems
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0037.txt">surf0037.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5881<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #37: Meta Information Sharing in Collaboration Support Environments
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0038.txt">surf0038.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6935<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #38: Incoming New Age Staff Steps Into a Time Warp
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0039.txt">surf0039.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18823<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #39: Hypercard Query: Encryption of Email
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0040.txt">surf0040.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9003<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #40: SunExpress to Expand Unlockable Software Distribution
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0041.txt">surf0041.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18404<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #41: Steve Jackson Games / Secret Service Lawsuit
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0042.txt">surf0042.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2480<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #42: Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0043.txt">surf0043.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 36589<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #43: What *IS* FutureCulture?
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0044.txt">surf0044.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 3647<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #44: Computer Cheats take CADSOFT's Bait
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0045.txt">surf0045.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7408<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #45: MBDF Students Admit They Make Mistakes
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0046.txt">surf0046.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5762<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #46: Call for Papers at the First International Computer Virus Alternatives Conference
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0047.txt">surf0047.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5798<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #47: The Illuminati Secret Decoder Ring
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0048.txt">surf0048.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5320<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #48: STS 55 Press Kit "Quick Look"
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0049.txt">surf0049.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5650<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #49: Art and the Public Domain
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0050.txt">surf0050.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5702<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #50: Greenpeace, Autosaurus, and the First Anti-Car Ad Campaign
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0051.txt">surf0051.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17028<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #51: postmodern CUlture Review of Snow Crash
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0052.txt">surf0052.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20095<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #52: Cars, Voice Encoding, News, and Civil Liberties
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0053.txt">surf0053.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18217<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #53: The MIDI Condom
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0054.txt">surf0054.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17220<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #54: Clinton at the White House E-mail Address
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0055.txt">surf0055.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 12923<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #55: The Pact, by Don Webb
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0056.txt">surf0056.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 26217<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #56: Ban Scanners
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0057.txt">surf0057.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7673<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #57: Bonks, Fleeps and Doodledrons
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0058.txt">surf0058.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20561<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #58: Virtual Zen
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0059.txt">surf0059.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18018<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #59: Remarks by John Perry Barlow at National Security and Competitiveness
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0060.txt">surf0060.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 40723<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #60: Clinton Visits SGI
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0061.txt">surf0061.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 40829<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #61: Frequently Asked Questions and Answers
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0062.txt">surf0062.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 8868<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #62: The Infinite Edge Seeks Submissions
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0063.txt">surf0063.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17453<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #63: Steve Jackson Games, PGP Poem, Etc.
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0064.txt">surf0064.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 6771<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #64: Scientific American Speaks
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0065.txt">surf0065.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 25386<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #65: Lost and Found
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0066.txt">surf0066.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 2792<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #66: Joke?
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0067.txt">surf0067.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 11550<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #67: Scientific American, Patron Deity of Computers
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0068.txt">surf0068.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 44163<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #68: MD5 Week
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0069.txt">surf0069.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18321<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #69: IETF Statements of Boredom
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0070.txt">surf0070.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 13259<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #70: Intel Introduces New Chip for Truly Personal Computing
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0071.txt">surf0071.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 23252<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #71: Haiku for Carp
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0072.txt">surf0072.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 18076<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #72: A Day Without Usenet Shall Pass
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0073.txt">surf0073.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 13601<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #73: Review of Black Ice
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0074.txt">surf0074.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 48358<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #74: Steve Jackson Games against the United States Secret Service
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0075.txt">surf0075.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 5567<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #75: STS-56 Shuttle Amateur Radio Experiemnt
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0076.txt">surf0076.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9828<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #76: Who Are Surfpunk
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0077.txt">surf0077.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 7336<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #77: Sun Just Got Had By Their Russion Counterparts
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0078.txt">surf0078.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 26872<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #78: ZUMABOT
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0079.txt">surf0079.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 38422<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #79: Vinton G. Cerf Speaks
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0080.txt">surf0080.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 24834<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #80: A New Age
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0081.txt">surf0081.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 12372<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #81: Pseudocollision in MD5
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0082.txt">surf0082.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 49975<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #82: PGP vs. RSA Data Security
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0083.txt">surf0083.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 30237<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #83: ICS, Fiction, Heffter Buy 0 DAY
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0084.txt">surf0084.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 45807<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #84: Rights and Responsibilities in Cyberspace
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0085.txt">surf0085.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19752<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #85: Surfpunk Backissues Available via WWW
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0086.txt">surf0086.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 69555<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #86: Cryptography
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0087.txt">surf0087.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 32069<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #87: Cyptography and the CPSR
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0088.txt">surf0088.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 19368<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #88: We Are Becoming Politically Correct Sheep
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0089.txt">surf0089.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20568<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #89: MIMEPNQ Forming?
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0090.txt">surf0090.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 32206<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #90: Fermat's Last Theorem
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0091.txt">surf0091.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 89052<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #91: Deadline for NIST/PKP Comments
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0092.txt">surf0092.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 23402<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #92: Archive, MIME, Runesong
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0093.txt">surf0093.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 26941<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #93: UNIX: UCB Bites Back
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0094.txt">surf0094.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 34212<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #94: Taligent can seem like a Land of OZ
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0095.txt">surf0095.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 39289<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #95: Preforations 5, Legal Net News
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0096.txt">surf0096.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 17110<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #96: The Marketing of SkipJack
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0097.txt">surf0097.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 22017<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #97: PRZ: Trouble is Brewing
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0098.txt">surf0098.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 37673<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #98: DC-NET: Dining Crypotgrapher Nets
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0099.txt">surf0099.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 39259<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #99: Commercialization of the Internet
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0100.txt">surf0100.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 9602<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #100: TLG: An Internet Buyer's Club
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0101.txt">surf0101.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 22648<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #101: FOIA: Writing the NSA
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0102.txt">surf0102.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 47378<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #102: SQUISH: The Internet Snake Hunt
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0103.txt">surf0103.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 37567<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #103: ESCROW: The Bosnia of Telecommunications
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0104.txt">surf0104.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20449<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #104: Clipper: Some Reactions
+<TR VALIGN=TOP><TD ALIGN=TOP><A HREF="surf0105.txt">surf0105.txt</A>  <tab to=T><TD> 20205<BR><TD> SURFPUNK Technical Journal #105: The Clipper Key Escow Databases
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+issues/0001 :
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0001] TESTING: Issue Number One 
+
+issues/0002 :
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0002] CRYPT: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+   From: gnu@toad.com
+   Subject: Re: John Gilmore vs. NSA 
+   Date: Sat, 28 Nov 92 23:23:24 -0800
+
+issues/0003 :
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0003] UNIX: The ever-quotable Scott McNealy
+   From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+   Subject: The ever-quotable Scott McNealy
+   Date: Fri, 4 Dec 92 17:08:30 EST
+
+issues/0004 :
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0004] JOKE: Intel's new French Abortion Pill
+   Date: Wed, 25 Nov 92 09:15:49 EST
+   Subject: Intel's new French Abortion Pill
+   From: cparker@centerline.com (Charles Parker)
+
+issues/0005 :
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0005] HARDCORE: Re: *** IMPORTANT DISCOVERY ***
+   From: pseudo!mjn (Murray Nesbitt)
+   Subject: Re: *** IMPORTANT DISCOVERY ***
+   Date: 16 Nov 92 06:08:38 GMT
+
+issues/0006 :
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0006] [John Gilmore was on CNN's _future_watch_]
+   From: glenn@mathcs.emory.edu (Glenn Barry)
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0002] CRYPT: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+   Date: Sun, 6 Dec 92 23:16:57 -0500
+
+issues/0007 :
+   Date: Mon, 7 Dec 92 13:34:57 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0007] GAME: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+   From: combee@prism.gatech.edu (Ben Combee)
+   Subject: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+   Date: Mon, 7 Dec 92 0:02:10 EST
+
+issues/0008 :
+   Date: Mon, 7 Dec 92 15:54:18 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0008] GAME: Re: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+   From: STRICKLAND@pyvax.physics.ncsu.edu
+
+issues/0009 :
+   Date: Tue, 8 Dec 92 16:33:32 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0009] X400: stupid mailer tricks
+   From: /PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com
+   Date: 8 Dec 92 15:40:23-0500
+   Subject: Message not deliverable 
+   From: MCKEEMAN at MZ-Atlanta
+   Date: 12/8/92 3:37PM
+
+issues/0010 :
+   Date: Wed, 9 Dec 92 17:46:33 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0010] CRYPT: PGP2.1 invades the matrix
+   From: hmiller@lucpul.it.luc.edu (Hugh Miller)
+   Subject: PGP v. 2.1 Released
+   Date: Mon, 7 Dec 1992 20:49:36 GMT
+   From: hmiller (Hugh Miller)
+   Subject: PGP 2.1 Site List
+   Date: Wed, 9 Dec 92 2:50:32 CST
+
+issues/0011 :
+   Date: Wed, 9 Dec 92 18:15:49 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0011] CRYPT: Re: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+   From: tomrice@netcom.com (Tom R. Rice)
+   Date: Mon Nov 30 17:59:13 PST 1992
+   From: reeds@alice.att.com (Jim Reeds) 
+   Date: Fri Nov 27 07:35:42 PST 1992
+
+issues/0012 :
+   Date: Thu, 10 Dec 92 15:27:31 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0012] TV: Leyner on Letterman, tonight, 10Dec92
+   Subject: Mark Leyner on Letterman tonight
+   From: glenn@mathcs.emory.edu (Glenn Barry)
+   Date: Thu, 10 Dec 92 16:15:45 -0500
+
+issues/0013 :
+   Date: Tue, 15 Dec 92 10:55:42 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0013] ADMIN: and happy holidays
+
+issues/0014 :
+   Date: Wed, 16 Dec 92 18:41:37 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0014] SECURITY: MIT Athena Incident
+   Date: Mon, 14 Dec 92 19:14:37 EST
+   Subject: FYI - Computer Security Incident
+
+issues/0015 :
+   Date: Wed, 16 Dec 92 18:50:28 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0015] PRIVACY: Historical Note on Telecom Privacy
+   Date: Wed, 02 Dec 92 21:31:47 -0800
+   From: haynes@cats.UCSC.EDU (Jim Haynes)
+   Subject: Historical Note on Telecom Privacy
+
+issues/0016 :
+   Date: Wed, 16 Dec 92 18:57:41 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0016] JOKE: Siggraph `92
+   Date: Wed, 15 Apr 92 16:03:29 -0700
+   From: bostic@okeeffe.CS.Berkeley.EDU (Keith Bostic)
+   Subject: Siggraph `92
+
+issues/0017 :
+   Date: Thu, 17 Dec 92 17:12:17 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0017] GOPHER: Veronica: new gopher ferretting agents...
+   From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+   Subject: new gopher ferretting agents...
+   From: unr!barrie@uunet.UU.NET (Fred F Barrie)
+   Subject: VERONICA (Archie for GopherSpace)
+   Date: Thu, 17 Dec 1992 01:39:59 GMT
+
+issues/0018 :
+   Date: Thu, 17 Dec 92 17:23:08 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0018] CuD: CuD's 1992 MEDIA HYPE award to FORBES MAGAZINE
+   Date: 15 Dec 92 18:48:01 CST
+   From: Jim Thomas <cudigest@mindvox.phantom.com>
+   Subject: File 7--CuD's 1992 MEDIA HYPE award to FORBES MAGAZINE
+
+issues/0019 :
+   Date: Fri, 18 Dec 92 12:37:09 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0019] WAREZ: Christmas C code
+
+issues/0020 :
+   Date: Sat, 19 Dec 92 12:41:21 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0020] WAREZ:  Getting the right phone number
+   Date: Mon, 4 May 92 18:18:40 PDT
+   From: landman%xpoint@uunet.UU.NET (Howard Landman)
+   Subject: Getting the right phone number
+
+issues/0021 :
+   Date: Sat, 19 Dec 92 20:49:50 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0021] CPSR: Call for Comments About Computing and the Future
+   From: Gary Chapman <chapman%silver.lcs.mit.edu@gwuvm.gwu.edu>
+   Subject:      Call for Comments About Computing and the Future
+
+issues/0022 :
+   Date: Thu, 7 Jan 93 10:56:33 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Gurer vf NOFBYHGRYL AB JNEENAGL sbe TQO)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0022] PHILE: Dave Barry's Year in Review
+   Date: Sun, 27 Dec 92 10:47:19 EST
+   From: Mike Godwin <mnemonic@eff.org>
+   Subject: Dave Barry's Year in Review
+
+issues/0023 :
+   Date: Thu, 7 Jan 93 11:50:06 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (HAVK vf n ertvfgrerq genqrznex bs ...)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0023] UNIX: Novell buying Unix System Labs
+   Date: around Chrismastime.  Old news.
+
+issues/0024 :
+   Date: Thu, 7 Jan 93 12:22:04 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Yvsg lbhe nezf, jngpu lbhe xarrf, naq rkvg gb gur yrsg, cyrnfr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0024] DIGEST: networks, gopher, WAX, jed, flat tires, Hacker Groups
+   Subject: Subgenius Digest V3 #217
+   From: "D. V. Henkel-Wallace" <gumby@cygnus.com>
+   Date: Thu, 31 Dec 92 15:15:05 EST
+   Subject: networking
+   Subject: Networks
+   Date: Thu, 31 Dec 92 12:41:27 -0500
+   From: Michael Travers <mt@media.mit.edu>
+   From: mpm@boombox.micro.umn.edu (Mark P. McCahill)
+   Subject: Re: Gopher+ Considered Harmful
+   Date: 14 Dec 92 15:28:10 GMT
+   Date: Sat, 2 Jan 93 16:21:52 EST
+   From: artist1@rdrc.rpi.edu (Artist # 1)
+   Subject: "WAX" in San Francisco (Help!) + other playdates
+   From: charlie@rtfm.mlb.fl.us (Charles Edward Patisaul)
+   Subject: The Story of the Anti-Jed
+   Date: Thu, 31 Dec 92 16:18:25 EST
+   From: uphrrmk@Msu.oscs.montana.edu
+   Subject: the Anti-Jed
+   Date: Tue, 29 Dec 1992 23:23:42 GMT
+   Subject: Slack and Flat Tires in Manila
+   Date: Tue, 29 Dec 92 10:54:53 -0600
+   From: humphrie@ssc.wisc.edu
+   Subject: Hacker Groups - Distribute Freely 
+   From: MCKEEMAN at MZ-Atlanta
+   Date: 1/5/93 11:47AM
+
+issues/0025 :
+   Date: Fri, 8 Jan 93 19:20:57 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (gur fhcreabezny rznvy fbpvrgl)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0025] NOIZIK: SST RECORDS SUES NEGATIVLAND FOR REVENGE
+   Subject: Some more (old?) stuff on the Negativland/U2 thing...
+   Subject: Negativland/FU2 etc...
+   Date: 29 Dec 92 01:05:35 GMT
+   Subject: U2 NEGATIVLAND -- X Magazine interviews Mark Hosler (fwd)
+   Date: Fri, 20 Dec 91 9:00:20 GMT
+
+issues/0026 :
+   Date: Tue, 12 Jan 93 17:01:23 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (grne guvf pneq va unys gb eryrnfr lbhe serr fnzcyr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0026] RANT: talkin bout SnowCrash
+   Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1993 23:45:39 -0800
+   From: Jamie Walker <mnq@well.sf.ca.us>
+   Subject: talkin bout SnowCrash
+
+issues/0027 :
+   Date: Tue, 12 Jan 93 17:19:48 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (grne guvf pneq va unys gb eryrnfr lbhe serr fnzcyr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0027] DIGEST: buncha sources
+   From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+   Subject: help a poor starving child by donating a Sun workstation...
+   From: bblank@mailer.cc.fsu.edu (Bryan S. Blank(FIRN))
+   Subject: Hello, everybody!
+   Date: Sun, 10 Jan 93 19:09:57 GMT
+   Date: Fri, 1 Jan 93 18:32:47 EST
+   From: majcher@acsu.buffalo.edu (Murali)
+   Subject: Re: Future Sex (fwd)
+   Date: Sun, 10 Jan 93 02:27:02 PST
+   From: Michael Ney <vrxaus@igc.apc.org>
+   Subject: Re: Wired Magazine Addr???
+   Date: Sun, 10 Jan 1993 20:41:38 -0800
+   From: Jamie Walker <mnq@well.sf.ca.us>
+   Subject: More WAX playdates
+   Subject: Re: Look who's on the internet...
+   From: Kevin Kells <kells@iis.ethz.ch>
+   Date:     Tue, 12 Jan 1993 11:20 EDT
+   From: RLILES@hsscam.mis.semi.harris.com (RAY LILES X4640 *** PAGER 722-6509)
+   Subject:  New AT&T Digital Cordless Phone
+
+issues/0028 :
+   Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 11:19:36 PST
+   From: cocot@osc.versant.com (gur fhcreabezny rznvy fbpvrgl)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0028] MOVIE: Money Man (An Artist Who Makes Money.  Literally.)
+
+issues/0029 :
+   Date: Mon, 18 Jan 93 21:53:07 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Rpbyr Abeznyr Fhcrevrher)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0029] DIGEST: L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN, CP/SP lists
+   Date: Wed, 13 May 92 21:54:36 -0400
+   From: bzs@world.std.com (Barry Shein)
+   Subject: L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN
+   Subject: "The Best/Worst CP"
+   From: verge@cyberden.sf.ca.us
+   Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 19:45:08 PST
+   Subject: FYI: "Steampunk"
+   From: verge@cyberden.sf.ca.us
+   Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 19:57:00 PST
+   Subject: FUTURE SEX
+   From: verge@cyberden.sf.ca.us
+   Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 19:56:14 PST
+
+issues/0030 :
+   Date: Mon, 18 Jan 93 22:18:06 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (qverpgbe bs pvephyngvba nppbhagvat)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0030] NOIZIK: THE LETTER U AND THE NUMERAL 2
+   Date: Sat, 16 Jan 93 23:34:16 -0800
+   From: Brian Willoughby <sounds!brianw@nwnexus.wa.com>
+   Subject: U2 Negativland - The Event Synopsis
+
+issues/0031 :
+   Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 11:08:54 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (grpuabybtvr ireovaqrg)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0031] DIGEST: Personality Constructs, ff5, m2k, TAZ, R.I.T.E.S., wired
+   From: gt1420c@prism.gatech.edu (Christopher Richard Smaglick)
+   Subject: CYBERSPACE - Is there anyone listening?
+   Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 1:00:47 EST
+   From: Scott Dorsey <kludge@grissom.larc.nasa.gov>
+   From: jwright@moe.coe.uga.edu (Jim Wright)
+   From: Paul Davilon <dav@well.sf.ca.us>
+   Subject: wired mindvox and well
+   Date: Tue, 19 Jan 93 22:20:57 PST
+
+issues/0032 :
+   Date: Thu, 21 Jan 93 16:02:51 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (jnyyf vzcrqr zl cebterff)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0032] UNIX: analysis of the acquisition of usl by novell
+   Subject: The Novell/AT&T agreement to sell Unix
+   From: harley@engrhub.ucsb.edu (Harley Hahn)
+   Date: 13 Jan 93 05:20:09 GMT
+
+issues/0033 :
+   Date: Fri, 22 Jan 93 19:12:16 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (jrypbzr lrne bs ebbfgre -- tbbqolr tbqqnz zbaxrl)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0033] THESIS: Personality Constructs Within Cyberspace
+
+issues/0034 :
+   Date: Sat, 23 Jan 93 14:25:44 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gbqnl gur jbeyq; gbzbeebj lbhe puvyqera)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0034] NANDO: KLF's Self-Destruction
+   From: gt0269b@prism.gatech.edu (David D. Clark)
+   Subject: KLF's Self-Destruction
+   Date: Sat, 23 Jan 93 2:26:47 EST
+
+issues/0035 :
+   Date: Tue, 26 Jan 93 19:47:47 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (sbyybjf arngyl naq pyrireyl sebz frireny fgngrq nkvbzf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0035] ZINES: Balsamo & ahawks on CNN and WIRED
+   From: ahawks (stoned immaculate)
+   From: ahawks (farting in your general direction)
+   Subject: On Being Wired
+   Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 17:05:41 MST
+   From: ahawks (E)
+   Subject: CNN Wired Transcript
+   Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 15:33:26 MST
+
+issues/0036 :
+   Date: Wed, 27 Jan 93 10:31:45 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna fpvrapr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+
+issues/0037 :
+   Date: Wed, 27 Jan 93 17:39:01 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (pbyynobengvir zbqnyvgl genafvgvbaf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0037] THESIS: meta-information sharing in collaboration support environments
+
+issues/0038 :
+   Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 12:45:37 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (jura yvtugavat fgevxrf naq jr ner fyrrcvat)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0038] MANIFESTITO: ... also, Incoming New Age Staff Steps Into a Time Warp
+
+issues/0039 :
+   Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 12:00:11 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (abg zhpu bs n pelcgbtencure)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0039] INBOX: Hypercard query; Encryption of email
+   From: Sean Michael Carton <elrod@wam.umd.edu>
+   Subject: Re:  [surfpunk-0038] MANIFESTITO: ... also, Incoming New Age 
+   Date: Thu, 28 Jan 1993 18:31:41 -0500
+   From: sml@mfltd.co.uk (Shaun Lowry)
+   Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 11:23:39 GMT
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+   Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 14:38:38 PST
+   From: Don Eliason <eliason@merlin.llnl.gov>
+   Subject: Re: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+   From: "John Coryell." <jcoryell%nwu.edu@UICVM.UIC.EDU>
+   Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 12:11:50 CST
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+   Date:  Thu, 28 Jan 93 16:34:20 PDT
+   From: <tomg@image.com>
+   Subject:  Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosyste
+   Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 19:08:59 -0800
+   From: Brian Willoughby <sounds!brianw@nwnexus.wa.com>
+   Subject: Re: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+   From: "Spam@tin.supermarket.tescos" <samuele@cogs.sussex.ac.uk>
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+   Date: Fri, 29 Jan 1993 14:10:50 +0000 (GMT)
+   From: Karl L. Barrus <barrus@tree.egr.uh.edu>
+   Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 08:28:36 -0600
+   Subject: crypto, surfpunks
+
+issues/0040 :
+   Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 12:41:33 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (crargengvba ol gur Zneirybhf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0040] CRYPT: [gnu@toad.com] SunExpress to expand "unlockable" software distribution
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: SunExpress to expand "unlockable" software distribution
+   Date: Wed, 27 Jan 93 01:36:11 -0800
+
+issues/0041 :
+   Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 16:52:19 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (fheschax@bfp.irefnag.pbz)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0041] Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+   From: wixer!pacoid@cs.utexas.edu (Paco Xander Nathan)
+   Subject: Steve Jackson Games - Day 3
+   Date: Fri, 29 Jan 1993 11:12:43 GMT
+
+issues/0042 :
+   Date: Mon, 1 Feb 93 18:08:21 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (pneq-pneelvat plorechax)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0042] [loydb@fnordbox] Re: Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+   From: rpp386!fnordbox!loydb@cs.utexas.edu (Loyd Blankenship)
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0041] Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+   Date: Sun, 31 Jan 93 10:15:02 CST
+
+issues/0043 :
+   Date: Mon, 1 Feb 93 19:16:58 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (tebcvat sbe gur urer naq abj)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0043] [ahawks@nyx] What *IS* FutureCulture
+   From: ahawks (pink floyd)
+   Subject: What *IS* FutureCulture
+   Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 22:20:53 MST
+
+issues/0044 :
+   Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 10:56:05 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (svaqvat ohfvarff bowrpgf hfvat PEP pneqf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0044] HACK: Computer Cheats Take CADSOFT's bait
+   Subject: privacy meets piracy
+   Date: Mon, 01 Feb 93
+   From: an anonymous source
+
+issues/0045 :
+   Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 11:03:18 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (encvqyl vasrpgvat pbzchgref)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0045] VIRUS: MBDF-A students admit mistakes
+   From: Gene Spafford <spaf@cs.purdue.edu>
+   Subject: MBDF students admit mistakes
+   Subject:  MBDF students admit mistakes
+
+issues/0046 :
+   Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 11:13:04 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (haqrefgnaq ubj GPC/VC jbexf ba lbhe cebcevrgnel flfgrzf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0046] (Bulgaria) CONFERENCE: Virus problems and alternatives
+   From:    icvc93@acmbul.bg (Organizing Comitee)
+   Subject: ICVC'93 [icvc93@acmbul.bg (Organizing Comitee): ICVC'93]
+   Date:    Tue, 02 Feb 93 17:48:55 +0000
+
+issues/0047 :
+   Date: Wed, 3 Feb 93 19:16:12 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Ertragf bs gur Havirefvgl bs Pnyvsbeavn)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0047] Illuminati Secret Decoder Ring
+   From: Christopher Maeda <cmaeda@mc8.mach.cs.cmu.edu>
+   Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 09:50:38 EST
+   Subject: Illuminati Secret Decoder Ring
+
+issues/0048 :
+   Date: Thu, 4 Feb 93 19:22:46 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Ahe va Oenib)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0048] SPACE: STS 55 Press Kit "Quick Look"
+   From: steve@vulture.ksc.nasa.gov (Steve Schindler)
+   Subject: STS 55 Press Kit "Quick Look"
+   Date: Thu, 4 Feb 93 13:26:12 EST
+
+issues/0049 :
+   Date: Fri, 5 Feb 93 18:44:55 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (be whfg fraq pnfu)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0049] ART: Public Domain: Perforations; Working Papers 5
+   Subject: Working Papers 5
+   Date: 26 Jan 93 20:55:14 GMT
+
+issues/0050 :
+   Date: Fri, 5 Feb 93 19:18:53 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (fheschax qryvirengbe)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0050] Greenpeace: Autosaurus: The first anti-car ad campaign
+   From: Terry_Palfrey@mindlink.bc.ca (Terry Palfrey)
+   Subject: Oh oh.....
+   Date: Thu, 4 Feb 93 23:44 PST
+
+issues/0051 :
+   Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 18:16:21 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (abg-n-ahzore)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0051] PMC: "Postmodern Culture" & review of Snow Crash
+
+issues/0052 :
+   Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 18:40:08 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (ab fzbxvat va gur nhgbabzbhf mbar)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0052] DIGEST: cars, voice encoding, news, AMER=Civil Liberties
+   From: dave@rtfm.mlb.fl.us (David D. Clark)
+   Subject: Surfpunk Submissions/Commentary
+   Date: Sat, 6 Feb 93 1:35:09 EST
+   From: Kwan-Seng Low <kwan@osc.com>
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0050] Greenpeace: Autosaurus: The first anti-car ad 
+   Date: Fri,  5 Feb 1993 19:23:19 -0800 (PST)
+   Subject: AMER=Civil Liberties
+   Date: Sun, 7 Feb 93 21:20 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+
+issues/0053 :
+   Date: Tue, 9 Feb 93 18:39:20 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (ol cerffvat qbja n fcrpvny xrl vg cynlf n yvggyr zrybql)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0053] DIGEST: MIDI Condom, Psyche (research on consciousness)
+   Subject: MIDI Condom -- details (long)
+   From: archer@elysium.esd.sgi.com (Archer Sully)
+   Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 20:17:57 GMT
+   Subject: Psyche: A new electronic journal
+   From: X91007@phillip.edu.au
+   Date: Tue, 9 Feb 1993 23:23 EST
+   From: Timothy Newsham <newsham@wiliki.eng.hawaii.edu>
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0052] DIGEST: 
+   Date: Tue, 9 Feb 93 11:18:28 HST
+   From: wayner@cs.cornell.edu (Peter Wayner)
+   Subject: Convincing people the value of anonymity...
+   Date: Tue, 9 Feb 93 08:20:54 -0500
+   From: Phil Karn <karn@qualcomm.com> (Phil Karn)
+   Subject: Re: Compressed/Encrypted Voice using Modems
+   Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 09:46:42 -0800
+
+issues/0054 :
+   Date: Wed, 10 Feb 93 19:43:27 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (plorefcnprpbzchgvatpelcgbvzzbegnyvglargjbexfynvffrmsnver)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0054] clinton@white-house.gov.NOT, industry news
+   From: gordon linoff <gordon@Think.COM>
+   Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 19:22:14 EST
+   Subject:  more about email to Clinton
+
+issues/0055 :
+   Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 20:51:18 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gur hygvzngr fhowrpgvir rkcrevrapr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0055] PUBS: Don Webb "The Pact"; FineArt; I.C.S. Electrozine
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Fine Art, etc.
+   Date: Sun, 7 Feb 93 02:38 GMT
+   Subject:  Re: FineArt Forum in MSUinfo
+   Date:    Thu, 11 Feb 1993 20:12:01 -0700 (MST)
+   From: ORG_ZINE@WSC.COLORADO.EDU (ICS ELectrozine: Information, Communication, Supply.)
+   Subject: Information, Communication, Supply Electrozine Document
+
+issues/0056 :
+   Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 21:32:29 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gnxr na beqvanel ivehf naq jenc vg)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0056] CRYPT: Ban scanners; US Info Policy; Viral encryption
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: FCC Proposed Ruling on Scanners That Receive Cellphone Transmissions
+   Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 03:02:21 -0800
+   Date: Thu, 11 Feb 1993 08:10:14 -0500
+   From: Daniel J. Weitzner <djw@eff.org>
+   Subject: FCC Proposed Ruling on Scanners That Receive Cellphone Transmissions
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: ["Vinton G. Cerf": Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure]
+   Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 02:07:03 -0800
+   Subject: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+   Date: Wed, 10 Feb 93 08:25:06 -0500
+   From: "Vinton G. Cerf" <vcerf@CNRI.Reston.VA.US>
+   Subject: Re: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+   Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 01:43:31 -0800
+   From: gnu@toad.com
+   Subject: Re: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+   Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 01:52:35 -0800
+   From: gnu@toad.com
+   From: thug@phantom.com (Murdering Thug)
+   Subject: Re: Viral encryption
+   Date: Thu, 11 Feb 93 11:47:43 EST
+
+issues/0057 :
+   Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 18:07:06 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (/\/\3d|u/\/\ |z +|-|/-\ /\/\3$$/-\g3)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0057] POEM: Bonks.  Fleeps.  Doodledrons.  ; mailart
+   Date: Wed, 17 Feb 1993 01:12:41 -0600
+   From: Jason Asbahr <Asbahr@UH.EDU>
+   Subject: A Poem
+   Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 15:04 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Mail Art Listings
+
+issues/0058 :
+   Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 18:42:56 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (v jvyy abg vzznargvmr gur rfpungba)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0058] SOURCES: Virtual Zen; CuD; pHd in VR; Spunk; Oceania
+   Subject: Virtual Zen
+   Date: Fri, 12 Feb 93 12:53:10 -0500
+   From: Michael Travers <mt@media.mit.edu>
+   From: t_pascal@oxy.edu. (C. Regis Wilson)
+   Subject: New Mud
+   Date: Fri, 12 Feb 1993 03:24:44 GMT
+   From: wixer!wixer.cactus.org!loch@bigtex.cactus.org (Travis Zornes)
+   Subject: EDUC: List of Masters and PhD Programs in VR
+   Date: 13 Feb 93 07:34:42 GMT
+   Date: Fri, 12 Feb 1993 19:34:13 +0100
+   From: cardell@lysator.liu.se
+   Subject: spunk press
+   Date: Fri, 12 Feb 1993 19:36:09 +0100
+   From: cardell@lysator.liu.se
+   Subject: Call for submissions
+   Date: Sun, 14 Feb 1993 21:06:15 -0500
+   From: rderek@world.std.com (robert derek)
+   Subject: FLUX
+   Date: Tue, 16 Feb 93 16:03:28 PST
+   From: Eric_S_Klien@cup.portal.com
+   Subject: OCEANIA
+
+issues/0059 :
+   Date: Sun, 21 Feb 93 14:01:45 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (uvg naq eha cnhyvar)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0059] SPEECH: John Perry Barlow ... National Security & Competitiveness
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: Remarks of John Perry Barlow to the First International Symposium on National Security & National Competitiveness
+   Date: Sun, 21 Feb 93 13:27:00 -0800
+   Date: Sun, 21 Feb 1993 07:35:20 -0500
+   From: Dave Farber <farber@central.cis.upenn.edu>
+
+issues/0060 :
+   Date: Tue, 23 Feb 93 12:18:06 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Xrrcvat 272 zrffntrf naq qryrgvat 17)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0060] TRANSCRIPT: Clinton Visits SGI, Outlines Tech Initiative
+
+issues/0061 :
+   Date: Sun, 7 Mar 93 02:37:49 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (yvpxvat jnfnor sebz haqre zl svatreanvyf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0061] FAQ: SURFPUNK Fequently Asked Questions v0.0
+
+issues/0062 :
+   Date: Wed, 17 Mar 93 23:11:04 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Jung gur uryy vf _Rg_Gh_Onor_?)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0062] ZINE: ahawks: "[the] Infinite Edge" seeks submissions
+   From: ahawks@nyx.cs.du.edu (X)
+   Subject: NEW ZINE SEEKING SUBMISSIONS
+   Date: Thu, 11 Mar 93 12:07:01 MST
+
+issues/0063 :
+   Date: Thu, 18 Mar 93 00:09:27 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (qnatrebhf unpxre mvar)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0063] DIGEST: SJG, PGP poem, comp lit, nikita, flame, jail
+   Date: Wed, 17 Mar 93 01:31 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Justice for Steve jackson Games!
+   Date:     Mon Mar 15, 1993  5:13 pm  EST
+   From:     Paco Xander Nathan
+   Subject:  COMMUN - We have a verdict. (fwd)
+   Subject: crypto poem
+   From: pgut1@cs.aukuni.ac.nz
+   Date: Sun, 14 Mar 93 15:17:29 -0800
+   Subject: And now for something completely different...
+   From: vincee@clbooks.COM (Vince Emery - Marketing Manager)
+   Subject: CLB EVENT NOTICE
+   Date: Mon, 15 Mar 93 21:00:01 PST
+   Date: Mon, 08 Mar 1993 17:53:02 EST
+   From: SUN_ANVIL <palma%TRBOUN.BITNET@pucc.Princeton.EDU>
+   Subject: RE: [surfpunk-0061] FAQ: SURFPUNK Fequently Asked Questions v0.0
+   From: norit@attmail.com
+   Date: 31 Dec 69 23:59:59 GMT
+   Subject: Yet another flame about security
+   From: norit@attmail.com
+   Date: 31 Dec 69 23:59:59 GMT
+   Subject: ASCII Jail
+
+issues/0064 :
+   Date: Thu, 18 Mar 93 11:13:34 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (na betna bs yrsgvfg ncbpnylcgvp pnhfrf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0064] MEDIA: SciAm Speaks! ... a cyberculture invasion?
+
+issues/0065 :
+   Date: Thu, 18 Mar 93 19:36:36 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (fyno bs fheschax)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0065] LOST+FOUND: Virus23, ARACHNET, blitz, Jurassic, /etc/magic, ISDN, clinton
+   Date:   Sat, 20 Feb 1993 17:16:27 -0500
+   From: <grad3057@writer.yorku.ca>
+   Subject: VIRUS 23  FAQ
+   From: Marlin Johnson <bsc835!mjohnson@uunet.UU.NET>
+   Subject: Call for Articles: Virtual Culture and Law (fwd)
+   Date: Wed, 3 Mar 93 11:18:00 CST
+   Date: Sun, 21 Feb 1993 11:14:14 -0500
+   From: Sean Michael Carton <elrod@wam.umd.edu>
+   Subject: Do it yrself media blitz!
+   Date: Tue, 23 Feb 1993 02:12:41 -0600
+   From: Jason Asbahr <Asbahr@UH.EDU>
+   Subject: Jurassic Park Quote
+   Date: Wed, 3 Mar 1993 22:56:04 -0400 (AST)
+   From: Nickey MacDonald <i6t4@jupiter.sun.csd.unb.ca>
+   Subject: Re: a /etc/magic for the unix file command
+   From: sunergy_information@Sun.COM
+   Subject:  ISDN White Paper
+
+issues/0066 :
+   Date: Fri, 19 Mar 93 10:59:03 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Wbua_-_Jvafgba ba nabgure cynarg)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0066] JOKE?  SciAm Speaks!  Surfpunk suckered!
+   From: erikn@boa.mitron.tek.com (Erik Nilsson)
+   Date: Fri, 19 Mar 93 09:10:48 PST
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0065] ECONOMIC PLAN AVAILABLE ON DISK:
+
+issues/0067 :
+   Date: Mon, 22 Mar 93 22:10:27 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Qjryyref va Nepnan)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0067] SciAm; Patron Deity of Computers;  Net Culture Video
+   Subject: Re:  [surfpunk-0066] JOKE?  SciAm Speaks!  Surfpunk suckered!
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Patron Deity of Computers
+   From: dave@rtfm.mlb.fl.us (David D. Clark)
+   Subject: Submission: Net Culture Video
+   Date: Fri, 19 Mar 1993 17:39:49 -0500 (EST)
+
+issues/0068 :
+   Date: Mon, 22 Mar 93 22:30:11 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Gur gnb gung pnaabg or gneerq)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0068] MD5 weak;  NREN
+   From: schneier@chinet.chi.il.us (Bruce Schneier)
+   Subject: Successful Cryptanalysis of MD5
+   Date: 18 Mar 93 04:06:39 GMT
+   From: jim@tadpole.com (Jim Thompson)
+   Date:   Mon, 22 Mar 1993 15:25:08 PST
+   From: John Larson <jlarson@parc.xerox.com>
+   Subject: A Perspective on NREN
+   Date:   Fri, 19 Mar 1993 05:24:44 -0800
+   Date:   Mon, 22 Mar 1993 06:08:21 -0800
+   Subject: Re: A Perspective on NREN
+   Date:         Sun, 21 Mar 93 20:38:33 EST
+   From: Injection-Elect <CBSHOAD@vm.uoguelph.ca>
+   Subject:      search and replace
+
+issues/0069 :
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 20:04:39 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (znggre-genafcbeg/fragvrag-yvsr-sbez)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0069] 1APR: two new RFCs: IETF SOBs, MIME Content-Types...
+
+issues/0070 :
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 20:26:15 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (hygvzngr bs tragvyvgl)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0070] 1APR: Rectium; promotions; SuperSHARK CARRERA CLASSIC
+   Subject: INTEL ANNOUNCES NEW PROCESSOR
+   Date: Thu, 01 Apr 1993 00:00:00 GMT
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 09:51:19 PST
+   From: Ashwin Honkan <ashwin>
+   Subject: Re:  April Fool's Intel posting (fwd)
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 14:47:12 PST
+   From: Ashwin Honkan <ashwin>
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 17:09:30 EST
+   From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+   Subject: SUNSTRUCK FLASH: SUNTANK ANNOUNCES SuperSHARK CARRERA CLASSIC
+
+issues/0071 :
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 22:18:30 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (GEHYL CREFBANY PBZCHGVAT)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0071] cranksPENTIUMwacoROBOTlofcDENNINGanon.penet.fiAUTONOM
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0067] SciAm; Patron Deity of Computers; Net Culture 
+   Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 09:28:21 -0500
+   From: Gene Spafford <spaf@cs.purdue.edu>
+   From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+   Subject: This is a riot... (pentium)
+   Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 13:44:12 EST
+   Date: Wed, 24 Mar 93 14:56 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Tibet and Waco . . .
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 23:19 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Robot and other parts
+   From: David_A_Fiske@cup.portal.com
+   Subject: Lib. of Cong. on Internet
+   Date: Sun, 21 Mar 93 14:07:20 PST
+   Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 02:45:15 -0800
+   From: Phil Karn <karn@unix.ka9q.ampr.org>
+   Subject: your note on sci.crypt
+   Subject: anon.penet.fi bites the dust
+   Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 22:21:43 +0200
+   From: Johan Helsingius <julf@penet.FI>
+   Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 19:19:32 EST
+   From: dmandl@shearson.com (David Mandl)
+   Subject: Call for Submissions: Autonomedia
+
+issues/0072 :
+   Date: Fri, 2 Apr 93 17:47:06 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (n shyy guerr uhaqerq fvkgl qrterrf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0072] 1APR: A Day Without Usenet shall pass.
+   Subject: IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: THE FUTURE OF THE NET.
+   Date: Thu, 1 Apr 1993 04:47:24 GMT
+
+issues/0073 :
+   Date: Sat, 3 Apr 93 16:35:02 PST
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (ohel nyy zl qernzf va gur pbyq-pbyq tebhaq)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0073] REVIEW: _Black Ice_
+   Date: Fri, 2 Apr 93 17:49:02 CST
+   From: matthew john baggott <bagg@midway.uchicago.edu>
+   Subject: _Blackice_ magazine
+   From: Mike Godwin <mnemonic@eff.org>
+   Subject: From the WELL
+   Date: Fri, 26 Feb 93 15:07:06 EST
+
+issues/0074 :
+   Date: Mon, 5 Apr 93 00:28:59 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (vaqvivqhny cnegl cynvagvss navznyf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0074] OPINION: SGJ vs USSS
+
+issues/0075 :
+   Date: Mon, 5 Apr 93 19:00:19 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Rppragevpvgl: .0011289)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0075] SAREX: STS-56 Shuttle Amateur Radio Experiment
+
+issues/0076 :
+   Date: Tue, 6 Apr 93 22:28:07 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com ("Gvzr zntnmvar")
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0076] TALLY: who are surfpunk?
+   From: dionf@ERE.UMontreal.CA (Francois Dion)
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0073] REVIEW: _Black Ice_
+   Date: Sun, 4 Apr 1993 00:36:27 -0500 (EST)
+   Subject: Electronic Art & Culture PostCard
+   Date: Sun, 04 Apr 93 10:22:48 EDT
+   From: Richard Gardner      Ask me about "VARIOUS..." <rgardner@charon.MIT.EDU>
+
+issues/0077 :
+   Date: Thu, 8 Apr 93 11:49:24 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (pbzchgre fcrpvnyvfgf va fcnpr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0077] 1APR: Sun just got HAD by their russian counterparts
+   Subject: Russian April 1
+   Subject: contest
+   Subject: Re: contest
+   Date: Fri, 2 Apr 93 08:34:23 PST
+   Subject: Re: contest
+
+issues/0078 :
+   Date: Mon, 12 Apr 93 13:48:49 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (orvat qvfpbeqvnaf jr qbag zvaq)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0078] DIGEST: cyberpunk, ZUMABOT, NREN, FBI, zero-knowledge
+   From: Mike Mitten <gnome@noel.pd.org>
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0076] TALLY: who are surfpunk?
+   Date: Thu, 8 Apr 1993 09:41:50 -0400 (EDT)
+   Subject: ZUMABOT strikes back
+   Date: Mon, 12 Apr 93 0:31:50 BST
+   From: jm@maths.tcd.ie
+   Subject: Plan for 'info-highway' runs into FBI road block
+   Date: Wed, 7 Apr 93 21:31:39 -0700
+   From: tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: MATH: Zero Knowledge Proofs
+   From: "Gregory L. Searle"  <GSEARLE@ccs.uoguelph.ca>
+   Date:         9 Apr 93 01:28:13 EDT
+   Subject:      Telecomm statement on NREN, etc.
+   Date:          Fri, 26 Mar 1993 18:01:20 EST
+   From:          Jim Conklin <CONKLIN@BITNIC.BITNET>
+   Subject:       Telecomm statement on NREN, etc.
+
+issues/0079 :
+   Date: Wed, 14 Apr 93 15:51:29 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Ernqvat guvf FHESCHAX vzcyvrf hfref pbafrag gb fhpu zbavgbevat)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0079] USCONGRESS: Vinton G. Cerf Speaks
+   Subject: Letter to Congress/RSA + DES
+   Date: Tue, 13 Apr 93 20:26:01 -0400
+   From: "Vinton G. Cerf" <vcerf@CNRI.Reston.VA.US>
+
+issues/0080 :
+   Date: Thu, 22 Apr 93 17:27:05 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (nepuvir ohooyrf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0080] BUBBLES: talk radio; _A New Age_; clipper chip
+   Date: Fri, 16 Apr 1993 13:13:19 -0700 (PDT)
+   From: Kwan-Seng Low <kwan@osc.versant.com>
+   From: surfpunk <strick>
+   Subject: Internet Talk Radio
+   Date: Mon, 19 Apr 93 21:10 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: _A New Age_
+   Date: Wed, 21 Apr 1993 22:57:41 -0400
+   From: gt0269b@prism.gatech.edu (David D. Clark)
+   Subject: The Clipper Chip: Technical Info (From comp.risks)
+   Date: Fri, 16 Apr 93 20:02:28 -0700
+   From: Eric Hughes <hughes@soda.berkeley.edu>
+   Subject: a cypherpunk's clipper reaction
+   Date: Sat, 17 Apr 93 23:05:23 PDT
+   From: "Martin Hellman" <hellman@isl.stanford.edu>
+   Subject: Clipper Chip
+   From: tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: Explanation of Clipper Chip Name
+
+issues/0081 :
+   Date: Sun, 25 Apr 93 13:53:36 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (cfrhqbpbyyvfvba)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0081] CRYPT: Pseudocollision in MD5; Pseudoencryption phone
+   Date: Fri, 23 Apr 93 17:15:07 PDT
+   From: burt@RSA.COM (Burt Kaliski)
+   Subject: Pseudocollisions in MD5
+   Subject: A Parable.
+
+issues/0082 :
+   Date: Thu, 29 Apr 93 20:15:55 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (n dhvfyvat, be rira n fgreayvtug!)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0082] CRYPT: Tough Choices: PGP vs. RSA Data Security
+   Date: Thu, 29 Apr 93 01:36:34 -0700
+   From: tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: Tough Choices: PGP vs. RSA Data Security
+   From: Mike Godwin <mnemonic@eff.org>
+   Subject: Some thoughts on Clipper and the Constitution
+   Date: Mon, 26 Apr 93 11:15:17 EDT
+   Date: Mon, 26 Apr 93 12:09:01 -0700
+   From: tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: MEETING SUMMARY: 4-24-93 Cypherpunks Meeting
+   Date: Mon, 26 Apr 1993 12:17:26 -0500
+   From: matt@oc.com (Matthew Lyle)
+   Subject: MacWeek article on Clipper/Capstone
+   Date: Tue, 27 Apr 1993 22:36:01 -0700
+   From: Arthur Abraham <a2@well.sf.ca.us>
+   Subject: MYK-78
+   From: szabo@techbook.com (Nick Szabo)
+   Subject: How to protect your electronic privacy -- consumer pamphlet
+   Date: Tue, 27 Apr 1993 03:20:30 -0700 (PDT)
+   From: tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: COMP.RISKS is where the action seems to be
+   Date: Mon, 26 Apr 93 22:25:14 PDT
+
+issues/0083 :
+   Date: Thu, 29 Apr 93 20:58:06 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (v cebtenz zl bja pbzchgre)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0083] INBOX: ICS; Fiction; Heffter; BUY 0 DAY; Unhistory
+   Date:    Thu, 29 Apr 1993 18:31:30 -0600 (MDT)
+   From: ORG_ZINE@WSC.COLORADO.EDU 
+   Subject: Information, Communication, Supply Electrozine Document
+   Date: Tue, 27 Apr 1993 14:53:07 -0600
+   From: amerika@spot.colorado.edu
+   Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0073] REVIEW: _Black Ice_
+   Date: Tue, 27 Apr 93 18:48:17 CDT
+   From: matthew john baggott <bagg@midway.uchicago.edu>
+   Subject: New Psychedelic Research Institute
+   Date: Thu, 29 Apr 93 08:57 PDT
+   Subject: BUY -0- DAY
+   From: Terry_Palfrey@mindlink.bc.ca (Terry Palfrey)
+   Date: Thu, 29 Apr 93 15:22 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: _Adventures in Unhistory_
+
+issues/0084 :
+   Date: Wed, 5 May 93 19:18:41 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (n jbeyq-pynff grnz bs sbhe ratvarref)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0084] USCONGRESS: rights and responsibilities in cyberspace
+   Date: Sat, 01 May 1993 20:57:34
+   From: David L Racette <dlr@medical.win.net>
+   Subject: Interesting mail
+   Subject: Hearing statement of Ray Kammer
+   From: fergp@sytex.com (Paul Ferguson)
+   Date: Wed, 05 May 93 13:53:37 EDT
+   Date: 03 May 1993 09:12:58 -0400 (EDT)
+   From: carl@malamud.com (Carl Malamud)
+   Subject: Hearings by Congressman Markey
+   Date: Sat, 1 May 93 01:51:06 -0700
+   From: tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: REALPOLITIK = Choosing Battles Carefully
+
+issues/0085 :
+   Date: Wed, 5 May 93 19:34:20 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (whfg ubcvat gb svaq gur gvzr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0085] XANALOGY: SURFPUNK backissues available via WWW
+   Subject: BLINK electronic magazine - The Cure for What Ails Ya
+   From: germuska@antioch.acns.nwu.edu (Joe Germuska)
+   Date: Sun, 2 May 1993 18:38:19 -0500 (CDT)
+   Date: Fri, 30 Apr 93 9:28:30 CDT
+   From: matthew john baggott <bagg@midway.uchicago.edu>
+   From: abfhb@stdvax.DNET.NASA.GOV (unknown)
+   From: Mike Mitten <gnome@noel.pd.org>
+   Subject: On Virtual Reality
+   Date: Tue, 4 May 1993 10:21:11 -0400 (EDT)
+   Date: Tue, 4 May 93 16:14 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Acts of Rebellion
+
+issues/0086 :
+   Date: Sun, 13 Jun 93 18:31:50 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (erfhetraf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0086] CRYPT: PKP and NIST cross-license
+   Subject: _f y__ c_n wr_t_ th_s, g_ t_ j__l
+   From: strick
+   Subject: it's official: PKP sells out for Clipper
+   Date: Fri, 11 Jun 93 20:19:45 -0600
+   From: ""L. Detweiler"" <ld231782@longs.lance.colostate.edu>
+   From: jim@rand.org (Jim Gillogly)
+   Subject: DSA: NIST and PKP come to terms
+   Date: 11 Jun 93 20:56:44 GMT
+   From: hal@alumni.cco.caltech.edu (Hal Finney)
+   Date: Fri, 11 Jun 93 22:27:09 PDT
+   Subject: PKP sellout?
+   Subject: PKP sellout = betrayal
+   Date: Sun, 13 Jun 93 00:00:45 -0600
+   From: ""L. Detweiler"" <ld231782@longs.lance.colostate.edu>
+   From: Dave Banisar <Banisar@washofc.cpsr.org>
+   Subject: NIST CSSPAB Resolutions 6/4/93
+   Date: 5 Jun 1993 00:48:11 GMT
+   From: Dave Banisar <banisar@washofc.cpsr.org>
+   Date: Wed, 2 Jun 1993 21:20:10 EST    
+   Subject: CPSR NIST Crypto Statement 
+   Date:         Sat, 12 Jun 1993 12:30:38 EST
+   From:         Dave Banisar <banisar@WASHOFC.CPSR.ORG>
+   Subject: File 2--CPSR Clipper Testimony (6-9-93) in House Subcommittee
+
+issues/0087 :
+   Date: Mon, 14 Jun 93 20:13:59 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (haqrgrpgrq, jr ner obgu)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0087] CRYPTO:  David Kahn Speaks
+   Subject: Kahn Sees On-Going Battle On Cryptography 06/14/93
+   Date: Mon, 14 Jun 93 18:09:36 -0700
+   From: gnu@cygnus.com
+   From: newsbytes@clarinet.com
+   Subject: Kahn Sees On-Going Battle On Cryptography 06/14/93
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Police Information (Keep handy)
+   Date: Sun, 13 Jun 93 23:51:40 CDT
+   From: jim@tadpole.com (Jim Thompson)
+   Subject: Re:  [surfpunk-0086] CRYPT: PKP and NIST cross-license
+
+issues/0088 :
+   Date: Fri, 9 Jul 93 16:54:21 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (ORTVA CTC ZRFFNTR)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0088] USENET: We are Becoming Politically Correct Sheep
+   Date:    Sat, 26 Jun 93 02:20:06 GMT
+   From:    tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: GIF
+   Date:    Sat, 03 Jul 93 09:28:29 GMT
+   From:    tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: GIFs--Now it can be told
+   Date: Tue, 6 Jul 93 12:04:34 -0700
+   From: tcmay@netcom.com (Timothy C. May)
+   Subject: We are Becoming Politically Correct Sheep
+
+issues/0089 :
+   Date: Fri, 9 Jul 93 19:07:40 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (menya zavoot cmpuk)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0089] PROJECTS:  MIMEPNQ forming?
+   Date:    Tue, 06 Jul 93 12:10:09 PDT
+   From:    menya zavoot cmpuk <strick@versant.com>
+   Subject: MIMEPNQ forming......................................................!
+
+issues/0090 :
+   Date: Fri, 9 Jul 93 19:28:15 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (k^a + l^a = m^a)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0090] DIGEST: Fermat's Last, PW, Hermes, Cyborganics, Incidents
+   From: Judith Milhon <stjude@well.sf.ca.us>
+   Subject: fwd of Chi.Trib article...
+   Date:   Tue, 6 Jul 1993 18:42:20 -0700
+   From:  SPOETZ
+   Subject: The Chicago Tribune on Fermat's Last Theorem
+   From: David Notkin <notkin@whistler.cs.washington.edu>
+   Date: Wed, 23 Jun 93 14:24 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: _Future_ issuse of PW
+   Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 14:02 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Emerald Tablets of Hermes
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: FringeWare, Inc.
+   Subject: Incident Response Workshop info
+   Date: Thu, 08 Jul 93 20:16:18 -0500
+   From: Gene Spafford <spaf@cs.purdue.edu>
+
+issues/0091 :
+   Date: Wed, 4 Aug 93 18:32:04 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gehgu be snyfrubbq)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0091] CRYPT: deadline for NIST/PKP comment, this sunday
+   From: ross@wattle.itd.adelaide.edu.au (Ross Williams)
+   Subject: NIST/PKP scandal: All you need to act.
+   Date: 4 Aug 1993 04:21:12 GMT
+   From: djb@silverton.berkeley.edu (D. J. Bernstein)
+   Subject: You want to use DSA? Apply for a personal license from NIST!
+   Date: 27 Jul 93 06:22:03 GMT
+   From: djb@silverton.berkeley.edu (D. J. Bernstein)
+   Subject: You want to publish your dsa.c? Apply for a license from NIST!
+   Date: 27 Jul 93 06:22:39 GMT
+   Date: Mon, 28 Jun 93 17:25:32 edt
+   From: friedman@gnu.ai.mit.edu (Noah Friedman)
+   Subject: Digital Signature Scandal
+
+issues/0092 :
+   Date: Thu, 5 Aug 93 19:38:58 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (jro bs gehfg)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0092] DIGEST: archive, mime, _Runesong_, Potato Guns, AMER
+   Date: Sat, 17 Jul 93 15:22 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: _Runesong_
+   Date: Fri, 30 Jul 93 19:36 EDT
+   From: thug@phantom.com (Murdering Thug)
+   From: thaanuj@prism.CS.ORST.EDU (John Thaanum)
+   Subject: Re: Potato Guns
+   From: kj@solbourne.com (Ken Sullivan)
+   Subject: Potato Bazooka PlanZ!@#!
+   Date: Sun, 1 Aug 93 21:58 GMT
+   From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+   Subject: Jonesboro Case
+
+issues/0093 :
+   Date: Thu, 5 Aug 93 19:51:51 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (snyfr naq zvfyrnqvat fgngrzragf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0093] UNIX: UCB bites back ( "PRAYER FOR RELIEF" )
+   Subject: UCB bites back
+   Date: Thu, 05 Aug 93 17:41:45 -0500
+   From: Gene Spafford <spaf@cs.purdue.edu>
+   From: gwh@soda.berkeley.edu (George William Herbert)
+   Subject: UCB Sues USL
+   Date: 5 Aug 93 00:49:20 GMT
+
+issues/0094 :
+   Date: Sun, 8 Aug 93 19:55:56 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (Ynaq bs Bm)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0094] COMP.OS: Taligent can seem like a "Land of Oz"
+   From: brian%easy.cs.utah.edu@cs.utah.edu (Brian Sturgill)
+   Subject: IBM gives their view of Taligent.
+   Date: 4 Aug 93 00:56:56 MDT
+
+issues/0095 :
+   Date: Sat, 21 Aug 93 15:32:31 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (obqvrf qernzf naq grpuabybtvrf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0095] SOURCES: PERFORATIONS 5; Drum; SCREAM BABY; Legal Net News
+   From: Mike Mitten <gnome@noel.pd.org>
+   From: Chea Prince <cprince>
+   From: Justin Mason <jmason@iona.ie>
+   Subject: Scream Baby -- The Hum Drum Issue
+   Date: Mon, 16 Aug 1993 17:23:42 BST
+   From: dh644@cleveland.Freenet.Edu (R. Patrick Jones)
+   Subject: Drum.  Volume 1.  Number 1.
+   Date: 22 May 1993 18:33:11 GMT
+   From: Mail Server <Maiser@ins.tstc.edu>
+   Date: Wed, 11 Aug 93 11:23:59 CST6CDT
+   Subject: Subscription information
+
+issues/0096 :
+   Date: Sat, 21 Aug 93 15:56:22 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (iveghny pbzchgre vyyvgrengr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0096] CRYPT: The Marketing of SKIPJACK (Clipper)
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: Re: Cracking & auditing crypto protocols
+   Date: Sat, 21 Aug 93 08:55:45 -0700
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: Requesting all records of the Clipper review panel
+   Date: Fri, 13 Aug 93 17:44:10 -0700
+
+issues/0097 :
+   Date: Sun, 10 Oct 93 22:28:34 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (onpx ba gur nve)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0097] PRZ: trouble brewing
+   Subject: Zimmermann testimony to House subcommittee
+   Date: Sat, 9 Oct 93 11:57:54 MDT
+   From: Philip Zimmermann <prz@acm.org>
+   From: Philip Zimmermann <prz@columbine.cgd.ucar.EDU>
+   Subject: DES Key Search Paper
+   Subject: Statement from Zimmermann on PGP investigation
+   Date: Sun, 19 Sep 93 12:32:28 MDT
+   From: Philip Zimmermann <prz@columbine.cgd.ucar.EDU>
+
+issues/0098 :
+   Date: Tue, 19 Oct 93 21:57:49 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (gur AFN cnvq gur ovyy)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0098] DC-NET: Dining Cryptographer Nets
+   Date: 11 Dec 1992 14:58:38 -0800
+   From: nobody@pmantis.berkeley.edu
+   Subject: Chaum's "The Dining Cryptographers Problem" (VERY LONG)
+
+issues/0099 :
+   Date: Wed, 20 Oct 93 20:17:14 PDT
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (n uhtr nzbhag bs frvfzvp snhyg-fyvccvat)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0099] $$$: Commercialization of the internet.
+   Subject: Internet: commercial or not?
+   Date: Fri, 27 Aug 93 23:35:29 -0600
+   From: "L. Detweiler" <ld231782@longs.lance.colostate.edu>
+   Date: Fri, 27 Aug 93 12:09:31 EDT
+   From: William Allen Simpson <bill.simpson@um.cc.umich.edu>
+   Subject: over funding of [InterNIC]
+   Subject: AT&T & cable co. `internet for the masses' product announcements
+   Date: Wed, 25 Aug 93 22:36:33 -0600
+   From: "L. Detweiler" <ld231782@longs.lance.colostate.edu>
+   From: cook@path.net (Gordon Cook)
+   Date: Tue, 24 Aug 1993 17:41:51 GMT
+   Date: Tue, 24 Aug 1993 18:04:27 -0500
+   From: farber@central.cis.upenn.edu (David Farber)
+   Subject: rather PRey but still -- AT&T Announces New Internet Connectivity Options 
+   Subject: IETF + PEM = Internet Commerce
+   Date: Thu, 09 Sep 93 23:39:48 -0600
+   From: "L. Detweiler" <ld231782@longs.lance.colostate.edu>
+   Subject: O'Reilly Internet Magazine
+   Date: Wed, 25 Aug 1993 05:51:55 CDT
+   From: gt2806a@prism.gatech.EDU (Daniel J Galloway)
+   Subject: Subscription to Federal Register
+   Date: 13 Sep 93 19:08:03 GMT
+
+issues/0100 :
+   Date: Wed, 1 Dec 93 10:47:51 PST
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (Jr unir plcurechaxf va xrl cbvagf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0100] TLG: an Internet buyers club 
+   From: tomj@wps.com (Tom Jennings)
+   Subject: feedback...
+   Date: Fri, 26 Nov 1993 17:14:59 -0800 (PST)
+
+issues/0101 :
+   Date: Wed, 8 Dec 93 01:35:59 PST
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (GEHR ANZRF)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0101] FOIA: writing the NSA
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: FOIA: Cellular Encryption
+   Date: Mon, 29 Nov 93 13:10:49 -0800
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: NSA FOIA: Public Domain Classified Records
+   Date: Mon, 29 Nov 93 13:09:27 -0800
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: FOIA:  Released Records
+   Date: Mon, 29 Nov 93 13:10:22 -0800
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Subject: FOIA:  Sensor fusion
+   Date: Mon, 29 Nov 93 13:11:31 -0800
+
+issues/0102 :
+   Date: Mon, 17 Jan 94 17:42:55 PST
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (Qral orvat fanxr be gragnpyr)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0102] SQUISH: The Internet Snake Hunt
+   From: remail@tamsun.tamu.edu
+   Date: Sat, 15 Jan 94 23:13:26 -0600
+   Subject: *COOL* NEW INTERNET ROLEPLAYING GAME!!
+
+issues/0103 :
+   Date: Sat, 5 Feb 94 19:16:10 PST
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (gur Obfavn bs Gryrpbzzhavpngvbaf)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0103] ESCROW: The Bosnia of Telecommunications
+   From: Stanton McCandlish <mech>
+   Subject: Alert--Admin. names escrow agents, no compromise on Clipper - 7 files
+
+issues/0104 :
+   Date: Fri, 11 Feb 94 00:46:23 PST
+   From: surfpunk@versant.com (frphevgl pyrnenapr erdhverq)
+   Subject: [surfpunk-0104] CLIPPER: some reactions
+   From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+   Date: Mon, 07 Feb 94 13:14:48 -0800
+   From: whitfield.diffie@Eng.Sun.COM
+   Date: Mon,  7 Feb 1994 at 13h01
+   Subject: Preliminary remarks
+   From: Mike Godwin <mnemonic>
+   Subject: EFF Wants You (to add your voice to the crypto fight)
+   Date: Mon, 7 Feb 1994 16:59:32 -0500 (EST)
+   From: Jerry Berman, Executive Director of EFF
+   From: Mike Godwin <mnemonic>
+   Subject: Newspaper coverage of Administration encryption announcements
+   Date: Mon, 7 Feb 1994 15:10:49 -0500 (EST)
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/dateman b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/dateman
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..e69de29b
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0001.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0001.txt
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..01fd3a38
--- /dev/null
+++ b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0001.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,65 @@
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0001@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0001] TESTING: Issue Number One 
+Keywords: surfpunk, test, rec.pets, trs-80, printer
+
+TESTING:  This is SURFPUNK Technical Journal Number One.
+
+I'm trying to get the kinks out of the software and mailers and format,
+so this first issue is more of a test than anything else.  If this test
+succeeds, we'll move on to something more serious.
+
+Each issue will be named "surfpunk-%04d", and the name will appear on
+the Subject: line, along with a category.  This message has category
+"TESTING".    I'll try and introduce items, if I know anything about
+them, and then the message will follow the double bar.  In a radical
+departure from the norm, the SURFPUNK BLURB (with relevant electronic
+addresses) will come at the end, instead of the beginning, of each message.  
+
+I'm using a modified "sendmail.cf" to fix bugs just for this list.
+So let me know if you have any strange things, like "From:" lines
+with more than one "@" in them.   ( I think that's a Georgia Tech
+sendmail nuance, but I'm not sure. )  I'm putting in harmless MIME
+headers so you an get your User Agent ready for them.  More on this later.
+
+You'll notice that I'm operating the list under new alias.
+
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+		[Excerpted from YUCKS from:]
+		Date: Fri, 27 Nov 92 4:30:02 EST
+		From: belboz@frc2.frc.ri.cmu.edu (Barry Brumitt)
+		Subject: Warning!  Do not read this article
+		Newsgroups: rec.humor.funny
+		<These are culled from rec.pets.... - Barry>
+
+Back in the good old days when TRS-80s were king, one of the TRS-80 line
+printers had a wonderfully ambiguous warning sticker:
+
+     " Keep hair, fingers, and personal objects out of this printer."
+
+We always wondered what was meant by "personal objects", and what sort
+of person you'd have to be to put a "personal object" into one.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0002.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0002.txt
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+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0002@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0002] CRYPT: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+Keywords: surfpunk, Military Cryptanalysis, cryptography, NSA, FOIA
+
+John Gilmore <gnu@toad.com> was the first software engineer
+at Sun Microsystems.  Or that's what I was once told.
+
+This is in response to a question on the "pem-dev@TIS.COM" 
+mailing list, a list about privacy-enhanced mail standards,
+which is supporting RSA public key encryption.
+
+Those who claim to hold patents on the art of public key encryption
+now allow free lisences for any academic, personal, or noncommercial
+use of RSA.  I'm thinking of using it in the SURFPUNK project
+at some point, as we move into cyberspace.
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: gnu@toad.com
+Subject: Re: John Gilmore vs. NSA 
+Date: Sat, 28 Nov 92 23:23:24 -0800
+To: shirey@mitre.org
+Cc: pem-dev@TIS.COM, saag@TIS.COM, gnu@toad.com
+Sender: pem-dev-relay@TIS.COM
+In-Reply-To: <9211271355.AA29657@smiley.mitre.org.sit> 
+Message-Id: <9211290723.AA13480@toad.com>
+
+I'm still on PEM-DEV, just pretty busy and backed-up on email.
+
+The FOIA (Freedom of Information Act) case that the newspapers have
+been reporting revolves around three documents authored or co-authored
+by William F. Friedman.  Two have been declassified, probably because
+we found copies of them in public libraries.  They are:
+
+	Military Cryptanalysis, Volume 3
+	Military Cryptanalysis, Volume 4
+
+The third remains classified at this time, but NSA has said that they
+will do a line-by-line classification review of it, because parts of it are
+known (and admitted by NSA) to duplicate existing declassified material:
+
+	Military Cryptanalytics, Volume 3
+	Lambros D. Callimahos and William F. Friedman
+
+We are looking for a copy of this document (or any other cryptography
+document that was lawfully obtained and which the government will not
+release to the public).  If you know of someone who might have a copy
+of this document, please forward this message to them.  Don't tell me
+or my lawyer (Lee Tien, tien@toad.com) about it -- let the document
+holder do that.  I suspect that there are copies in existence, but
+probably most of them were not obtained lawfully.  If their existence
+was made known to us, NSA might demand this information in court and
+we might be compelled to provide it.  This would then allow the NSA
+and Justice Department to contact the holders and demand that the
+copies be returned, with a 10-year "espionage" sentence as club.  So,
+please contact us if you have a copy that was *lawfully* obtained,
+otherwise we'll muddle on through without putting you in jeopardy.
+
+By lawful I mean that you got a copy without violating any law.  If
+you secretly copied it when you worked for the Army, you don't
+qualify.  If you saw it in a library and copied it, you qualify.  If
+your Dad left it to you when he died, you qualify if *he* got it
+lawfully.  If the Army explicitly let you keep a copy when you left,
+without putting any constraints on what you did with it, you qualify.
+But be prepared to prove it.
+
+Even if we can't find public copies of this third document, we are
+looking for expert witnesses in cryptography *and* national security.
+Traditionally NSA provides its own "experts" who tell tales of woe
+about how the sky will fall if the documents are released.  They were
+well along in that process when they declassified the first two,
+giving them a somewhat egg-faced demeanor.  If you have a SECRET
+clearance and the right experience to convince a judge that you can
+evaluate the damage to the US national security that would be caused
+by releasing portions of this cryptography textbook, please get in
+touch.
+
+Two issues that arose in the FOIA case remain unresolved.  The first
+is whether NSA has a pattern and practice of violating the Freedom of
+Information Act by not responding to requesters within the time limits
+specified in the law.  If I file my taxes one day late, I get penalized.
+But if the law says NSA has 10 days to respond, and they take 10 months,
+they shrug it off and say "so sue us".  I'm doing just that.
+
+The second issue is whether the espionage laws, which make it a
+Federal crime to distribute a classified document, are
+unconstitutional on their face, because they limit citizens' freedom
+of the press.  If the laws had been written to only apply to
+government employees, or to people who obtained documents unlawfully,
+they might have a leg to stand on.  But the Supreme Court has long
+held that limitations on the right to publish must satisfy very tight
+constraints -- and this law is very vague and all-encompassing.  It
+certainly appeared to encompass me, who got the docs from a library,
+and I did not redistribute them for fear of prosecution.  Creating
+such fear has been held a violation of the First Amendment in several
+cases.  My suspicion is that NSA declassified the documents *so that*
+it would be harder for us to press this issue.  (Courts like to decide
+the smallest set of issues they can get away with; if the espionage
+law is now "moot" in our case, they may claim that the court should
+ignore the potentially unconstitutional law because they backed off.
+But that would leave them free to unconstitutionally threaten the next
+victim.)  We'll see what the judge thinks.
+
+	John Gilmore
+	gnu@toad.com
+	+1 415 903 1418  voicemail
+
+_______________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0003@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0003] UNIX: The ever-quotable Scott McNealy
+Keywords: surfpunk
+
+Scott McNealy is the chairman of Sun Microsystems, which has usually
+been considered, at least by the UNIX hackers, to be the leader in
+UNIX workstations for at least the last five years, perhaps ten.
+
+Keith is a fan of his ability to not hold back from saying what he
+thinks of his competitors.
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+Subject: The ever-quotable Scott McNealy
+Date: Fri, 4 Dec 92 17:08:30 EST
+Message-Id: <9212042208.AA21611@picasso.cc.gatech.edu>
+
+Is anyone compiling a list of famous Scott McNealy quotes?
+
+
+>From the December 1992 issue of UnixWorld:
+
+
+
+        BUDDIES?  NOT!
+
+        For this month's cover, we had hoped to feature a photograph of
+        Next Chairman Steve Jobs and Sun Microsystems Inc. Chairman
+        Scott McNealy, with their arms draped around each others'
+        shoulders.  The point?  To symbolize that 1992 was a year in
+        which at least some of the UNIX hostilities were patched up.
+        (McNealy once said at a press conference:  "I'd rather have
+        needles stuck in my eyes than to have Nextstep run on Sun
+        workstations.")  Sadly, the UNIX industry hasn't yet reached
+        love-fest status.  While Jobs eagerly agreed to appear in the
+        photograph, McNealy turned us down, saying through a Sun
+        spokesperson: "I'd be happy to pose with my arm around [NCR
+        CEO] Gil Williamson or [Hewlett-Packard CEO] Lew Platt or
+        someone who has a real company that ships real UNIX."
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0004@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0004] JOKE: Intel's new French Abortion Pill
+Keywords: surfpunk
+
+I'm afraid I'm terribly ignorant about Intel chips, too....
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Wed, 25 Nov 92 09:15:49 EST
+Subject: Intel's new French Abortion Pill
+From: cparker@centerline.com (Charles Parker)
+To: groovy-group@centerline.com
+Message-Id: <9211251415.AA05564@hroudland.centerline.com>
+
+In article 1464@looking.on.ca, zoss@cory.berkeley.edu (Dave Zoss) writes:
+>
+>Much ado about the RU-486 abortion pill and whether the Food and Drug
+>Administration should approve its sale in the U.S...
+>
+>So few people know about the RU-486SX, which has been crippled so that it
+>will not terminate pregnancies in the left fallopian tube.  Users desiring
+>this functionality should consider upgrading to the RU-487.
+>
+---------------------------------------------------------
+
+Charles Parker                    Phone.(800) 669 9165
+Technical Support                       (617) 498 3321
+CenterLine Software, Inc.           Fax.(617) 868 6655
+
+                                       cyberspace
+momma, don't let yer children grow up to be ^ cowboys ...
+---------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0005.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0005.txt
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+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0005@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0005] HARDCORE: Re: *** IMPORTANT DISCOVERY ***
+Keywords: surfpunk, hardcore, tasteless, gcc, code portability
+
+My brother ACKs the first issue and complains:
+
+	From: STRICKLAND@pyvax.physics.ncsu.edu
+	Subject: RE: [surfpunk-0001] TESTING: Issue Number One
+	Date: Sun, 6 Dec 92 19:31:17 EST
+	To: cocot@osc.osc.com
+
+	got [surffunk-0001] - all too gentle of a wave...
+
+	hang ten.
+	--b--
+
+"Too gentle", huh?  Well, I was wavering, but that convinced me to send
+this one along, for those who study human behavior in cyberspace.
+
+The ">" quoted posting (the one the message below is following up) was
+posted to technical groups comp.lang.c and comp.lang.c++, in addition
+to alt.tasteless.jokes where it rightfully belonged.  It was probably a
+forged posting; security on the net is not great, or perhaps a student
+left their terminal logged in.  You can skip past the ">" part once you
+get the jist.
+
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: pseudo!mjn (Murray Nesbitt)
+Subject: Re: *** IMPORTANT DISCOVERY ***
+Newsgroups: comp.lang.c,comp.lang.c++,alt.tasteless.jokes,rec.humor
+Date: 16 Nov 92 06:08:38 GMT
+Message-Id: <MJN.92Nov16010838@pseudo.uucp>
+References: <1992Nov13.210911.3086@msuinfo.cl.msu.edu>
+In-Reply-To: knaggs@cps.msu.edu's message of 13 Nov 92 21:09:11 GMT
+
+knaggs@cps.msu.edu (Scott A Knaggs) writes:
+
+> "Will you do anything for me?", I asked. "Yes", was your answer. I asked you
+> to lay down. You did. I squated right above your head and again, your tongue
+> started to do it's job. You heard me make a strange noise: "NNNNNNGGGGG".
+> You thought it was my extasy, but you soon found out it was something else.
+> You felt something drop on your nose, something which slid slowly into your
+> mouth. Your curious tongue tried to find out what it was. Congratulations,
+> you just tasted a piece of shit! You really liked it. It turned you on even
+> more and I started to grap some off your head and massaged your dick
+> with it. Your dick looked great, nice and brown with little lightbrown thick
+> pieces on it.  I started to give you a blow job. I really enjoyed the taste
+> of cock combined with shit. Especially after you came... I turned around with
+> my mouth full and kissed you. I emptied my mouth in yours. You passionately
+> returned my kisses. After that we layed in each others arms for minutes.
+> You had a big smile on your face.
+
+Not if you want your code to be portable to other compilers.  Some
+compilers, notably gcc, have extensions to the language that make this
+kind of thing possible, but in the majority of implementations this
+code will result in undefined behavior.
+
+--
+Murray
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0006@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0006] [John Gilmore was on CNN's _future_watch_]
+Keywords: surfpunk
+
+Glenn Barry used to have band parties at his house in virginia
+highlands (atlanta) when he was in ICS at gatech.  The band was mostly
+composed of ICS students and professors.  Now Glenn is working on the
+Public Domain project in Atlanta.  I hope to cover some of Public
+Domain's work soon ...
+
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: glenn@mathcs.emory.edu (Glenn Barry)
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0002] CRYPT: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+Date: Sun, 6 Dec 92 23:16:57 -0500
+To: cocot@osc.osc.com
+
+John Gilmore was on CNN's _future_watch_ show this weekend when they
+did a (brief) bit on his suit against the NSA ... _future_watch_ is
+usually replayed on monday morn at 3:30am (only lasts 15mins) here
+in the east coast so you still have a chance to catch it if you see
+this message within the next few hours...
+
+glenn
+
+Glenn T Barry (uH@)  |  glenn@mathcs.emory.edu [Sun OW3 MultMed Mail]  Internet
+Emory University     |  {rutgers,gatech}!emory!glenn                   UUCP
+Dept of Math and CS  |  glenn@emory                                    BITNET
+Atlanta,GA 30322-2390|  Voice:  (404)727-5637   Fax:  (404)727-5611
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Mon, 7 Dec 92 13:34:57 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0007@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0007] GAME: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+Keywords: surfpunk, waffle house, drinking game, secret service
+
+Californians don't know what Waffle House is.  In fact, the closest
+Waffle House to San Francisco (that I've been able to find) is near
+Phoenix, Arizona, a good 2 day drive through the desert -- but worth it!
+
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: combee@prism.gatech.edu (Ben Combee)
+Subject: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+Date: Mon, 7 Dec 92 0:02:10 EST
+Message-Id: <199212070502.AA24511@prism.gatech.edu>
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com (SurfPunk Technical Journal)
+
+After a trip to the Koffee Kettle a few weeks ago, I've had
+this idea in the back of my mind.  I posted this to the git.humor
+newsgroup to get suggestions, but I think it's rather appros for
+the Surfpunk digest.
+
+Ben 'Why yes, that is a C quick reference t-shirt' Combee
+----
+'Ello.  In my ongoing humor projects, I've decided to create a Waffle
+House Drinking Game.  As the game does revolve around Waffle House and
+its clones, the beverage of choice is coffee.  So far, I've gotten two
+versions.
+
+1) Simple (especially popular at UGA)
+
+    a) Go to Waffle House
+    b) Order coffee
+    c) Drink coffee
+    d) Refill coffee cup
+    e) Go to c
+
+Unfortunately the simple version doesn't have much depth, and winning
+seems a little difficult.  Therefore, I've started a more complex version.
+
+2) Complex (good for imaginary evenings out)
+
+    There are two parts to the COMPLEX WHDG.  First, you must set the
+    initial point target.  Then you must try to drink cups of coffee
+    to reach the target.
+
+    To find the initial target, follow these rules.
+
+    If you are in a true Waffle House, start at four points.
+    If you are in a Waffle House clone like IHOP, Huddle House,
+	Koffee Kettle, or Stuckey's, start at two points.
+    For every local police officer in the resturant, add one point.
+    For every state or federal police officer (FBI included), add
+	two points.
+    For every Secret Service agent, add three points.
+    If your waitron is male, add two points.
+    If the resturant has a view of an interstate highway, add a point
+	for every one visible.
+    If you are sitting at the bar, add one point.
+    For every card game, add two points.
+    (More rules to follow)
+
+    After you have your initial target, you then must drink a number of
+    cups of coffee to match the target on the following scale.
+
+    Black coffee - one point
+    Coffee with sugar - 2/3 point
+    Coffee with cream - 2/3 point
+    Coffee with sugar and cream - 1/2 point
+    Hot Tea - 2/3 point
+    Iced Tea - 1/3 point
+    Carbonated beverage - 1/3 point
+    Milk - 1/3 point
+    Orange Juice - 1/2 point
+
+    You may also add points to your score for the following events.
+
+    Car pulls into the resturant parking lot - 1/3 point
+    Shift change - 2 points
+    Someone recieves a message over a portable radio - 1 point
+    Waitron asks how long you are going to be here - 1 point
+
+Well, that's the game so far.  Suggestions are requested.  Thanks for
+beta testing the "Waffle House Drinking Game."
+
+BTW, if you want more drinking games, check out rec.humor where the
+Star Trek, Cheers, and VP Debate games have been posted.  Also on
+anonymous ftp as syrinx.umd.edu in the mst3k/other directory is the
+Mystery Science Theatre 3000 Drinking Game, Version 1.1 as compiled
+by combee@prism.gatech.edu.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Mon, 7 Dec 92 15:54:18 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0008@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0008] GAME: Re: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+Keywords: surfpunk, waffle house
+
+I've had #5 happen to me, as well!
+Combee, crosspost to git.humor, if you would...
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: STRICKLAND@pyvax.physics.ncsu.edu
+
+>Subj:  [surfpunk-0007] GAME: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+>
+>Californians don't know what Waffle House is.  In fact, the closest
+>Waffle House to San Francisco (that I've been able to find) is near
+>Phoenix, Arizona, a good 2 day drive through the desert -- but worth it!
+>                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+
+wonderful! - what scores should i give some of my waffle house experiences??
+
+1) waitron offers you job at waffle house
+2) waitron gives you advice on relationships
+3) cook turns out to be someone you were in scouts with 10 years ago
+4) cook turns out to be friend from college 2 years ago
+5) cook decides to quit on your shift, mumbling something with the only words
+   you catch being 'not working here no more' and 'waitresses don't put out.'
+   as he walks out the door... (waitrons go on for next 20 mins about which
+   one knows how to cook an omelette and which one will hit cook w/ frying pan
+   first if he walks back in door...)
+
+i'll take an egg and cheese sandwich plate, ss&c w/ mayo on wheat bread...
+                --B--
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0009.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0009.txt
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..865f7b8e
--- /dev/null
+++ b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0009.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,129 @@
+Date: Tue, 8 Dec 92 16:33:32 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0009@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0009] X400: stupid mailer tricks
+Keywords: surfpunk, X400, sprint, sprintf, mailers, headers
+
+Darren and I have produced a piece of emailArt.  This is my first
+contact with X.400 email.  Of course this was not supposed to be art;
+it's supposed to be an industrial application.  Witness the state of 
+technology in corporate america.
+
+	To: /PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com
+
+The /PN=/O=/ADMD=... stuff is really fascinating, but for some reason,
+as flexible and verbose as it seems,  they cannot seem to fit the
+recipient's email address in there.  I have to put an extra "To:" at
+the top of body of message if I really want to get mail to him.
+
+It has something to do with Sprint.  Notice there's a site named
+"sprintf".  I don't know if that's a C pun or a Sprint pun or something
+unintentional...
+
+Darren, notice the TIF & GIF stuff did not get interpolated.
+
+Taste and Enjoy!
+
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From /PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com Tue Dec  8 12:47:38 1992
+Return-Path: </PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com>
+Received: from sprintf.merit.edu by osc.com (4.1/SMI-4.1)
+	id AA01586; Tue, 8 Dec 92 12:47:35 PST
+Received: by sprintf.merit.edu (5.64/1123-1.0-X.500)
+	id AA05994; Tue, 8 Dec 92 14:50:25 -0500
+From: /PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com
+Received: by sprint.com (SXG 6.0/scanf.7) with X.400 
+        id 00f9Dlvua001; 8 Dec 92 19:50:01 UT
+Date: 8 Dec 92 15:40:23-0500
+To: strick@osc.osc.com
+Subject: Message not deliverable 
+Message-Id: 
+        <"BGJC-5477-1640/08"*/PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com>
+Status: OR
+
+From: MCKEEMAN at MZ-Atlanta
+Date: 12/8/92 3:37PM
+
+Text item: 
+
+>RFC-822-Headers:
+>Received: from osc.VERSANT.COM by sprintf.merit.edu (5.64/1123-1.0-X.500) 
+>id AA26573; Tue, 8 Dec 92 11:56:18 -0500
+>Received: by osc.com (4.1/SMI-4.1)
+>id AA26673; Tue, 8 Dec 92 09:53:20 PST
+>In-Reply-To: <no.id>; from 
+>"/PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@amd.com"at Dec 8, 92 9:08 am
+>X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11]
+>
+>Returning your bizarre mail.
+>
+>strick@osc.versant.com
+>
+># From uunet!sprint.com!/PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@amd.com 
+>Tu Dec  8 07:56:55 1992
+># Return-Path: 
+><uunet!sprint.com!/PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@amd.com>
+># Received: by osc.com (4.1/SMI-4.1)
+># id AA23680; Tue, 8 Dec 92 07:56:53 PST
+># Received: from uunet by amd.com with UUCP id AA09926
+>#   (5.65c/IDA1.4.4.1+AMD1 for osc!strick); Tue, 8 Dec 1992 06:44:20 
+>-0800 # Received: from sprintf.merit.edu by relay2.UU.NET with SMTP
+># (5.61/UUNET-internet-primary) id AA28924; Tue, 8 Dec 92 09:08:28 
+>-0500 # Received: by sprintf.merit.edu (5.64/1123-1.0-X.500)
+># id AA16785; Tue, 8 Dec 92 08:16:19 -0500
+># From: 
+>/PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com # 
+>Received: by sprint.com (SXG 6.0/scanf.7) with X.400
+>#         id 00f9:0Sua001; 8 Dec 92 13:15:27 
+>UT # Date: 8 Dec 92 09:08:24-0500
+># To: strick@osc.com
+># Subject: Test 
+>message # Message-Id:
+>#         
+><"FGJC-5476-4950/08"*/PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@spr t.com>
+>#
+># From: MCKEEMAN at 
+>MZ-Atlanta # Date: 12/8/92 
+>9:04AM
+>#    This is a test of my cc:Mail internet connectivity. This is 
+>only #    a test. see if you can send me something back, Strick...
+>#
+>#    If this works, I'll be able to see MIME...
+>#
+>#
+        Hello again - For your notes, the "To:" field worked great. As for the 
+macro to "quote" another message, it needs work. I'm going to do a windows trick
+and do it in a roundabout way.
+
+        BTW, I'm gonna send you a tif file.
+
+File item: NOZZLE3D.GIF
+
+
+File item: NOZZLE3D.TIF
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Death to Microsoft.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0010.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0010.txt
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..bb140451
--- /dev/null
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@@ -0,0 +1,289 @@
+Date: Wed, 9 Dec 92 17:46:33 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0010@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0010] CRYPT: PGP2.1 invades the matrix
+Keywords: surfpunk, pgp, encryption, info-pgp, pem
+
+There are currently two popular publically-avaiable packages for public
+key encryption, the RSAREF package from RSA Associates, and the "the
+world's most popular and politically controversial public key
+encryption" package, called PGP, for Pretty Good Privacy.  RSA will
+claim that PGP violates its patents if used without a liscence, and you
+can't get a lisence for it.  RSAREF is what I'm favoring for the
+SURFPUNK project; it's problem is that it cannot be exported outside of
+USA and Canada.  RSAREF is closer to what will probably become the
+internet standard for Privacy-Enhanced Mail (PEM), and I think foreign
+implementation of RSA are beginning to show up.
+
+Eventually I'll post more about RSAREF.  But for now, there's a new
+version of PGP out (it looks like it's only for PC, right now), and
+it's interesting to see it start to trickle through the global net,
+right on through forbidden political barriers ...
+
+These postings are from "Info-PGP: PGP Digest, Volume 1 : Number 36".
+I include banner for Info-PGP at end.
+
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+Newsgroups: alt.security.pgp,alt.security,sci.crypt,talk.politics.misc
+From: hmiller@lucpul.it.luc.edu (Hugh Miller)
+Subject: PGP v. 2.1 Released
+Date: Mon, 7 Dec 1992 20:49:36 GMT
+
+-----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE-----
+
+PGP 2.1 Available
+- -----------------
+
+Pretty Good Privacy (PGP) Version 2.1 is now available, from Europe.
+This new version of the world's most popular and politically
+controversial public key encryption program has numerous bug fixes
+over version 2.0, and several new features.
+
+For example, you can now display the MD5 hash of a public key, to
+facilitate verifying it over the telephone with the owner of that
+public key.  Also, it is now possible to send via email an
+unencrypted signed message without putting the whole message in
+Radix-64 format, to make it possible to read without PGP.  This is
+analogous to the PEM MIC-CLEAR signed message functionality.
+
+PGP 2.1 incorporates many patches from the user community to port it
+to more platforms.  And it runs faster.  Also, a lot of annoying bugs
+and ergonomic oversights have been fixed.  PGP 2.0 fans will find
+many rough edges have been smoothed out.
+
+The filenames are pgp21.zip for the MSDOS executable release, and
+pgp21src.zip for the source code release.  You must have PKUNZIP
+version 1.1 or later to unzip them, or they won't unzip.  The primary
+initial FTP sites that have it are:
+
+Finland:    nic.funet.fi  (128.214.6.100)
+            Directory: /pub/unix/security/crypt/
+
+Italy:      ghost.dsi.unimi.it  (149.132.2.1)
+            Directory: /pub/security/
+
+As previously, this prohibited and politically popular program will
+probably propagate through the same channels as PGP 2.0.  Of course,
+if you live in the USA, you really shouldn't be using it.
+
+If you have any questions about where else to get it, contact Hugh
+Miller, at hmiller@lucpul.it.luc.edu.  Hugh can send you the latest
+evolving list of FTP sites, BBS phone numbers, and other sources.
+
+
+Philip Zimmermann
+Phil's Pretty Good Software
+
+
+-----BEGIN PGP SIGNATURE-----
+Version: 2.1
+
+iQCVAgUBKyLbAuJ13g7/Z/cLAQFxoAP+OqIqZu2zfA7LycuBJmaF0cms6xyYYok+
+ifFW5hIKYUDqvVwLQg5kSXRIUY9fbSXaox6bnww+2YCoEacbzMAAVgTiw8TU7QG0
+JryTOHsUIihq9JNBOQ5ONfmHzH0w2gaQ5SGEcJK93typoyvNQMtdtVSeIfkl6ImJ
+vs/OHzY5LiU=
+=nV70
+-----END PGP SIGNATURE-----
+--
+Hugh Miller         | Dept. of Philosophy | Loyola University of Chicago
+Voice: 312-508-2727 |  FAX: 312-508-2292  |    hmiller@lucpul.it.luc.edu
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+From: hmiller (Hugh Miller)
+Subject: PGP 2.1 Site List
+To: info-pgp
+Date: Wed, 9 Dec 92 2:50:32 CST
+
+    (Last modified: 0820 UTC, 9 Dec 92)
+
+    PGP v. 2.1 is gradually making its way out into the electronic world.  It
+has been posted to the FidoNet Software Distribution Network and should soon
+be up on most if not all Canadian and U.S. nodes carrying SDN software.
+
+    On the Internet, there are many sites to try for anonymous ftp:
+
+    nic.funet.fi  (128.214.6.100)
+        /pub/unix/security/crypt/pgp21.zip      (MSDOS binaries + docs)
+        /pub/unix/security/crypt/pgp21src.zip   (Source code + docs)
+        /pub/unix/security/crypt/pgp21.tar.Z    (Source code in compressed
+                                                 tar format)
+
+    van-bc.wimsey.bc.ca  (192.48.234.1)
+        /pub/crypto/PGP-2.1/pgp21.zip
+        /pub/crypto/PGP-2.1/pgp21src.zip
+        /pub/crypto/PGP-2.1/pgp21.tar.Z
+
+    ghost.dsi.unimi.it  (149.132.2.1)
+        /pub/crypt/pgp21.zip
+        /pub/crypt/pgp21src.zip
+        /pub/crypt/pgp21.tar.Z
+
+    pencil.cs.missouri.edu  (128.206.100.207)
+        /pub/crypt/pgp21.zip
+        /pub/crypt/pgp21src.zip
+        /pub/crypt/pgp21.tar.Z
+
+    soda.berkeley.edu  (128.32.149.19)
+        /pub/cypherpunks/pgp/pgp21.zip
+        /pub/cypherpunks/pgp/pgp21src.zip
+        /pub/cypherpunks/pgp/pgp21.tar.Z
+
+    eugene.utmb.edu  (129.109.9.21)
+        pub/pgp/pgp21.zip
+        pub/pgp/pgp21src.zip
+        pub/pgp/pgp21.tar.Z
+
+    For those lacking ftp connectivity to the net, nic.funet.fi also
+offers the files via mail.  Send the following mail message to
+mailserv@nic.funet.fi:
+
+    ENCODER uuencode
+    SEND pub/unix/security/crypt/pgp21src.zip
+    SEND pub/unix/security/crypt/pgp21.zip
+
+This will deposit the two zipfiles, as 15 batched messages, in your mailbox
+with about 24 hours.  Save and uudecode.
+
+    The Northern Lights BBS in Troy, NY, has both PGP21.ZIP and
+PGP21SRC.ZIP for free download. Call (518) 237-2163 at 300-2400 bps 8N1
+24 hours a day. Then login directly to the pgp account as follows:
+
+        tnllogin: pgp
+        Password: key
+
+and help yourselves.  Thanks to Daniel Ray of tnl for this fine service.
+
+    Another private BBS from which you can obtain PGP for the simple price of
+the long-distance call time is the Grapevine BBS, the largest BBS in Arkansas.
+It's run by Jim Wenzel in Little Rock.  John Eichler, a PGP user at Grapevine,
+sent me the following information for your edification and enlightenment:
+
+>   The GRAPEVINE BBS in Little Rock is the largest BBS in Arkansas.  To
+>   help people obtain a copy of PGP21, the GRAPEVINE has set up a special
+>   account for this purpose.  The following phone numbers are applicable
+>   and should be dialed in the order presented (i.e., the top one first
+>   since it is the highest speed line).
+>
+>                    (501) 753-6859
+>                    (501) 753-8121
+>                    (501) 791-0124
+>                    (501) 753-4428
+>                    (501) 791-0125
+>
+>   When asked to login use the following information.
+>
+>          name: PGP USER        ('PGP' is 1st name, 'USER' is 2nd name)
+>          password: PGP
+>
+>       There is a special menu which one gets which shows the following
+>   programs to be available.
+>
+>                 PGP21.ZIP    =  Dos Version of "Pretty Good Privacy"
+>                 PGP21SRC.ZIP =  Source Code to PGP v2.0
+>                 PGP20OS2.ZIP =  OS/2 version of PGP v2.0
+>                 PKZ110.EXE   =  Current version of DOS based PKzip
+>
+>   Should you have any questions e-mail either me
+>   (john.eichler@grapevine.lrk.ar.us) or the Sysop of the BBS whose address
+>   is jim.wenzel@grapevine.lrk.ar.us.
+
+--  Thanks, John!
+
+    If none of these sites do it for you, let me know.  Film at 11.
+
+    Best regards!
+    -=- Hugh
+
+P.S.:  If you come across sites where it's posted -- especially FREE ACCESS
+sites -- please drop me a line (info-pgp-request@lucpul.it.luc.edu).
+I'd like to maintain a current list as part of a PGP FAQ list.  Thanks to the
+many correspondents who have helped to contribute to this list on an almost
+daily basis!
+
+    Hugh Miller
+    Info-PGP
+    info-pgp-request@lucpul.it.luc.edu
+
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+   Info-PGP: PGP Digest   Tuesday 8 December 1992  Volume 1 : Number 36
+                Hugh Miller, List Manager / Moderator
+
+    Info-PGP is a digested mailing list dedicated to discussion of Philip
+Zimmermann's `Pretty Good Privacy' (PGP) public-key encryption program for
+MS-DOS, Unix, VMS, Atari, Amiga, SPARC, Macintosh, and (hopefully) other
+operating systems.  It is primarily intended for users on Internet sites
+without access to the `alt.security.pgp' newsgroup.  Most submissions to
+alt.security.pgp will be saved to Info-PGP, as well as occasional relevant
+articles from sci.crypt or other newsgroups.  Info-PGP will also contain
+mailings directed to the list address.
+    To SUBSCRIBE to Info-PGP, please send a (polite) note to
+info-pgp-request@lucpul.it.luc.edu.  This is not a mailserver; there is a
+human being on the other end, and bodiless messages with "Subject:" lines
+reading "SUBSCRIBE INFO-PGP" will be ignored until the sender develops
+manners.  To SUBMIT material for posting to Info-PGP, please mail to
+info-pgp@lucpul.it.luc.edu.  In both cases, PLEASE include your name and
+Internet "From:" address.  Submissions will be posted pretty well as received,
+although the list maintainer / moderator reserves the right to omit redundant
+messages, trim bloated headers & .sigs, and other such minor piffle.  I will
+not be able to acknowledge submissions, nor, I regret, will I be able to pass
+posts on to alt.security.pgp for those whose sites lack access.
+    Due to U.S. export restrictions on cryptographic software, I regret that I
+cannot include postings containing actual source code (or compiled binaries)
+of same.  For the time being at least I am including patches under the same
+ukase.  I regret having to do this, but the law, howbeit unjust, is the law.
+If a European reader would like to handle that end of things, perhaps run a
+"Info-PGP-Code" digest or somesuch, maybe this little problem could be worked
+around.
+    I have received a promise of some space on an anonymous-ftp'able Internet
+site for back issues of Info-PGP Digest.  Full details as soon as they firm
+up.
+    Oh, yes: ALL CONTRIBUTIONS CONSIDERED AS PERSONAL COMMENTS; STANDARD
+DISCLAIMERS APPLY.
+
+Hugh Miller       | Asst. Prof. of Philosophy |  Loyola University Chicago
+FAX: 312-508-2292 |    Voice: 312-508-2727    |  hmiller@lucpul.it.luc.edu
+ Signed PGP v.2.1 public key certificate available by e-mail & finger(1)
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  All hail discordia.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0011.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0011.txt
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..083fb3ca
--- /dev/null
+++ b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0011.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,95 @@
+Date: Wed, 9 Dec 92 18:15:49 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0011@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0011] CRYPT: Re: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+Keywords: surfpunk, gilmore, nsa, foia
+
+Followups to <surfpunk-0002>.  I was waiting to see if more was posted
+about this, but I haven't seen anything.   It' still hard to tell.
+
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+Newsgroups: sci.crypt 
+From: tomrice@netcom.com (Tom R. Rice)
+Re: NSA FOIA suit over "classified" documents found in public libraries
+Date: Mon Nov 30 17:59:13 PST 1992
+Organization: Netcom - Online Communication Services  (408 241-9760 guest)
+
+
+emv@msen.com (Edward Vielmetti) writes:
+
+>It appears that these works were re-printed by
+>       Aegean Park Press, Laguna Hills CA
+
+>all three.  Will report back with findings.
+
+        Please do.  I have a number of the AEgean Park books, purchased
+        at my local friendly computer book store.  Not being totally
+        familiar with all of Friedman/Callimahos' output, I don't know
+        if Wayne Barker (owner of AEgean Park) has published all of
+        the stuff, but he's certainly made a dent in it!
+
+        trr
+
+--
+"Start off every day with a smile and get it over with."  --W.C.Fields
+Tom R. Rice   WB6BYH                   Holler Observatory -
+tomrice@netcom.com                     Longitude:  121 d  30 m  20 s W
+CIS: 71160,1122                        Latitude:    37 d  25 m  10 s N
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+Newsgroups: sci.crypt 
+From: reeds@alice.att.com (Jim Reeds) 
+[1] Re: NSA FOIA suit over "classified" documents found in public libraries
+Summary: WHAT documents
+Date: Fri Nov 27 07:35:42 PST 1992
+Organization: AT&T Bell Laboratories, Murray Hill NJ
+
+In article <1992Nov27.062701.11355@ulysses.att.com>, smb@ulysses.att.com (Steven Bellovin) writes:
+> In article <39279@hoptoad.uucp>, gnu@hoptoad.uucp (John Gilmore) writes:
+> > PS:  There's a rumor today that NSA has decided to declassify some or all
+> > of the documents.  I have no official word, but my lawyer who's handling
+>
+> According to the AP, NSA has announced that they'll declassify those two
+> documents.  No mention was made in the news story about any of the others.
+
+
+I read the AP story and Gilmore's post, and nowhere were the titles of
+the documents mentioned.  From the AP story it sounded like Parts III
+and IV of Friedman's Military Cryptanalysis.  The AP story also mentions
+that they total about 1000 pages, which does not sound like Friedman
+parts III & IV.  Anybody have any info on this?
+
+
+If it is Friedman, I wonder how many people will actually read the whole
+thing, and what they will gain from it.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Thu, 10 Dec 92 15:27:31 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0012@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Doctor COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0012] TV: Leyner on Letterman, tonight, 10Dec92
+Keywords: surfpunk, mark leyner, mondo 2000, letterman, spin
+
+Seems like his book is reviewed in the most recent Mondo 2000,
+or am I confusing him with someone else?
+                                                             -- Dr Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Subject: Mark Leyner on Letterman tonight
+From: glenn@mathcs.emory.edu (Glenn Barry)
+Date: Thu, 10 Dec 92 16:15:45 -0500
+Message-Id: <9212102115.AA13273@emory.mathcs.emory.edu>
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+
+
+Zany novelist (latest is _Et_Tu,_Babe_), Mark Leyner, will be on Letterman
+tonight.  _Et_Tu,_Babe_ satirizes America's obsession with celebrities
+(it mirrors his own life since he is in the process of becoming famous).
+
+Leyner was interviewed in Mondo a few issues back and he interviews
+keith richards in the lastest issue of Spin.
+
+doing my part to make him famous ...
+
+glennATemory
+
+Glenn T Barry (uH@)  |  glenn@mathcs.emory.edu [Sun OW3 MultMed Mail]  Internet
+Emory University     |  {rutgers,gatech}!emory!glenn                   UUCP
+Dept of Math and CS  |  glenn@emory                                    BITNET
+Atlanta,GA 30322-2390|  Voice:  (404)727-5637   Fax:  (404)727-5611
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.     "We're a pirate mindship."  --mondo
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Tue, 15 Dec 92 10:55:42 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0013@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0013] ADMIN: and happy holidays
+Keywords: surfpunk, Mark Leyner, Christmas, Quik, Barbie, 2600
+
+I'm going to slow down the SURFPUNK Technical Journal mailing list
+for the holidays.  I've got a few things that have been piling up,
+and will try do dispense them in the next 24 hours.   It may be
+kinda quiet after that until the new year.
+
+Someone asked about having DIGEST format instead of discrete SURFPUNK
+mailings.  Three thoughts on that:  1. Most people's mailers summarize,
+save, delete, and otherwise manage real messages better than DIGESTs.
+2. That'll work better with MIME encapsulation of the individual
+messages, which should be an option, for those whose software can
+handle it (or have the abilility to compile and use software that can
+handle it -- some places like the WELL do not allow you to build your
+own stuff easily).  3.  I'll try and send SURFPUNKS in daily bursts,
+so you don't get biffed and interrupted thoughout the day.  That'll
+take my changing my software, which won't happen until January.
+
+And I'm shifting my title to Captain.  Since this is an adventure,
+not a research project, it seems more appropriate, as well as more 
+alliterate.  [ "And remember, he's not a real doctor -- 'I have
+a Master's Degree!  In Science!' "       -- doctor science ]
+
+Oh, and some ask "what is a COCOT?"  Customer Owned Coin Operated
+Telephone.  The ones that charge inordinate prices, have lousy
+electronics, and make it as difficult as possible to get in touch with
+operators, long distance companies of your choice, and voicemail &
+beepers via touch tones.  The second most maddening technology in
+america (after shoulder straps that grab you by the neck if you open
+the front left door).  And the absolute ELITE among pay phones:  you do
+things their way, by their rules, at their prices, or not at all!  
+
+/* The latest issue of 2600 describes ways for COCOT Robin Hoods to get
+revenge ... but as with any other phreaking information, if you're not
+a reasonably accomplished phreak yourself, you should check it out with
+someone who is, to learn the real risks -- especially if it's
+widely-published and old information, like this is ...*/ 
+
+
+                                Happy Holiday Hacking!     Captain Cocot
+
+p.s. 	I'm planning on attending the WELL office party in SoMa (SF) 
+	this friday night.  It's open; write me for directions.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+[ this comes via <minneman@parc.xerox.com> and <iansmith@cc.gatech.edu> ]
+
+Do you know the commercial where the heavily mustached old woman in a
+black shroud drinks strawberry Nestle' Quik and turns into a buxom
+bombshell in pasties and G-string, and she squats down for a second in a
+mud puddle, and when she gets up, her buttocks are covered with leeches,
+and Jesus appears holding a Barbie, and two beams of sparkling particles
+shoot from the eyes of the Barbie and vaporize the leeches, and the
+Bombshell gets on her motorcycle, and pink florets of exhaust spurt from
+the tailpipe spelling out the words  BE ALL THAT YOU CAN BE?  Try
+watching that on drugs.  It's un-fucking-believable.
+
+- Mark Leyner
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  O come, O come, GodWithUs!
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Wed, 16 Dec 92 18:41:37 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0014@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0014] SECURITY: MIT Athena Incident
+Keywords: surfpunk, security, athena
+
+I would call this the worst Internet security incident I know of.  I
+suppose we'll read about this one in years to come.  Kaptain Kludge
+sends it.  
+
+Telnet, sending usernames and passwords in plaintext throughout the
+net, is asking for trouble.  This is part of the reason I'm interested
+in the Public Key techniques of encryption *and* authentication.
+
+                                                           Captain Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Return-Path: <cec@MIT.EDU>
+Date: Mon, 14 Dec 92 19:14:37 EST
+To: infosys@MIT.EDU
+Subject: FYI - Computer Security Incident
+
+Over the weekend Information Systems staff discovered that one of the
+Institute's Athena dialup servers had been compromised through an
+unauthorized modification of the machine's system software.
+
+If you have used the Athena dialup service during the last
+two months to telnet to other machines, read on. Your
+accounts on other machines may have been compromised.
+
+Specifically, each time the telnet command was executed on this Athena
+dialup machine the userid, password, and name of the system to which the
+Athena user was connecting were evidently captured by an unauthorized user.
+This individual is now in a position to use the captured information to
+gain access to other systems.   Our official system logs indicate that
+during the time the modified version of the telnet program was in place,
+over 4000 individuals used this particular dialup server.   Those
+individuals who executed the telnet command from this machine within the
+past two months may have had their accounts on other machines compromised.
+
+Check your username
+
+To determine whether you are among the 4000 individuals most at risk, you
+can use a command called checkmyid located in the Athena info locker. From
+your Athena account, at the athena% prompt, type:
+
+attach info
+/mit/info/checkmyid
+
+Change your password
+
+We recommend that all Athena users change their passwords frequently - once
+a semester is recommended.  If checkmyid verifies that you are one of the
+4000 people who used this specific dialup server during the last two
+months, we STRONGLY recommend that you change your passwords immediately on
+ALL systems, including Athena, to which you may have telneted. You must
+assume that all accounts you may have reached using telnet are compromised.
+
+Your new Athena password should be at least 6 characters long, and can
+contain any combination of UPPER- and lower-case letters, numbers, or other
+symbols that appear on the computer keyboard. For further information on
+choosing a secure password, see Athena's On-Line Help Service.
+
+Alert others
+
+In addition please inform the system manager of any machines - including
+Athena workstations in faculty offices - to which you may have connected,
+since it is possible that the intruder may have used your account to
+compromise those machines as well.
+
+The individual who compromised our system used a pattern of attack
+identical to one used by an individual operating from outside the MIT
+community to attack a number of systems across the country during the past
+year.  In all likelihood, if you are among those whose accounts were
+compromised, you will probably not find any damage to your files. This
+individual's mode of operation is believed to be limited to breaking into
+accounts for the sole purpose of discovering any userids and passwords
+stored there to enable him to break into additional systems.
+
+We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience this causes our user
+community. We have taken immediate steps to eliminate this particular
+security threat and we are reviewing and modifying our operational
+procedures to limit our vulnerability to this and other types of attacks in
+the future.
+
+If you have any questions or comments, please send electronic mail to
+<netsecurity@mit.edu> or contact your Athena cluster manager.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Wed, 16 Dec 92 18:50:28 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0015@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0015] PRIVACY: Historical Note on Telecom Privacy
+Keywords: surfpunk, telegrams, wiretapping, cellular eavesdropping
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Wed, 02 Dec 92 21:31:47 -0800
+From: haynes@cats.UCSC.EDU (Jim Haynes)
+Newsgroups: comp.dcom.telecom
+Subject: Historical Note on Telecom Privacy
+
+Apropos of all the talk on FBI wiretapping, cellular eavesdropping,
+etc., I found this passage in "Old Wires and New Waves"; Alvin F.
+Harlow; 1936.  He's writing about unscrupulous telegraph operators in
+the early days.  They would use information in telegrams for personal
+gain, or delay messages or news for personal gain, or sell news
+reports to non-subscribers of the press association.
+
+    "Pennsylvania passed a law in 1851, making telegrams secret,
+    to prevent betrayal of private affairs by operators.  When,
+    therefore, an operator was called into court in Philadelphia
+    a little later, and ordered to produce certain telegrams which
+    would prove an act of fraud, he refused to do so, saying that
+    the state law forbade it.  The circuit court, shocked at this
+    development, proceeded to override the law, saying:
+
+       It must be apparent that, if we adopt this construction
+       of the law, the telegraph may be used with the most
+       absolute security for purposes destructive to the
+       well-being of society - a state of things rendering
+       its absolute usefulness at least questionable.  The
+       correspondence of the traitor, the murderer, the robber
+       and the swindler, by means of which their crimes and
+       frauds could be the more readily accomplished and
+       their detection and punishment avoided, would become
+       things so sacred that they never could be accessible to
+       the public justice, however deep might be the public interest
+       involved in their production.
+
+    The judge therefore ordered the operator to produce the telegrams."
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  250 OK.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Wed, 16 Dec 92 18:57:41 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0016@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0016] JOKE: Siggraph `92
+Keywords: surfpunk, siggraph, /dev/null
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Wed, 15 Apr 92 16:03:29 -0700
+From: bostic@okeeffe.CS.Berkeley.EDU (Keith Bostic)
+Subject: Siggraph `92
+To: /dev/null@okeeffe.CS.Berkeley.EDU
+
+	The Siggraph `92 Conference On Computer Graphics and Interactive
+Techniques will be held July 27 - 31 in Chicago, Illinois.  The following 
+contains selected portions of the Siggraph '92 Preliminary Program :
+
+
+COMPUTER GRAPHICS ACHIEVEMENT AWARD
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~	
+	Presented to persons who have significantly influenced the progress
+of the computer graphics industry.
+
+This Year's Winner : Elle Macpherson
+
+	Ms. Macpherson accounts for 97% of all GIF image files transmitted 
+among computing professionals, insuring that GIF will become the standard for 
+network image interchange.
+
+
+
+KEYNOTE ADDRESS 
+===========================================================================
+
+"State-of-the-Art in Anal-Retentive Illumination Models" by Don Greenberg.
+
+	Dr. Greenberg will review illumination models that for two decades 
+have maintained the Law of Constant Rendering Time, which states that the time 
+needed to render a high-quality image shall be one full day, regardless of the 
+speed of the hardware.  
+	Just a few years ago, ray tracing a surface would take all day.  
+However, that is no longer true, and so more complex illumination models are 
+needed.  According to the new treatise by Greenberg, Torrance, Sparrow, and 
+Cook entitled "Wait, It's Not That Simple", current research considers each 
+diffusely reflecting surface patch to be an irregular assembly of microfacets. 
+The microfacets must be ray traced to get reflection coefficients.  If this 
+doesn't take long enough, then each microfacet itself can be considered as an 
+assembly of smaller facets.  This subdivide-and-publish paradigm should insure 
+that illumination methods will defeat the hardware for years to come.
+
+
+
+INVITED LECTURES
+========================================================================
+
+"How to Convert Your Head into a Twisted-Pair Junction Box", by Jaron Lanier.
+
+"Incomprehensible Rendering of 3-D Shapes", by Yoichiro Kawaguchi.
+
+
+
+COERCED LECTURE
+============================================================================
+
+"Further Thoughts on Implicitization", by Thomas Sederberg.
+
+	It's clear by now that implicitization of parametric surfaces was a 
+bad idea.  This paper explains how to re-explicitize any surfaces you may
+have mistakenly implicitized.  Then we'll call it even, no harm done, okay?
+
+
+
+TECHNICAL PAPERS
+=========================================================================
+
+Drawing : The Faster, Cheaper, More Flexible Alternative to Computer Graphics.
+
+The Desktop : An Intuitive Physical Metaphor for Representing Windowing 
+	Systems Within a Virtual Reality.
+
+Boogers : Deformable, Viscoelastic Primitives that Merge Together Smoothly.
+
+The Freehand Generation of Fractal Curves using only a Lightpen and Caffeine.
+
+Stereosterone : The Male Visual Hormone that Makes 5 Inches Appear to be 14.
+
+"Where is 100110101110101101-ikstan?" : Using K-d-trees to Manage the Nested 
+	Recursive Subdivision of the Soviet Union.
+
+Impressionism : Aliasing by the Great Masters.
+
+Simulation of Protein Folding with Applications to the Design of Cursive 
+	PostScript Fonts.
+
+
+TUTORIALS
+=====================================================================
+
+Fundamentals Seminar
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	Again in 1992, Siggraph will host a Sunday seminar for those who are 
+forced to stay over Saturday night to qualify for the excursion fare.  
+Attendees will learn the basics of computer graphics, including the so-called
+"paint" packages, and digital "windows" with the capability to "cut" images 
+and
+"paste" them elsewhere.   We will also consider the "viewing" through a 
+synthetic "camera" of "surfaces" positioned in "space" and "illuminated" by 
+ersatz "lightsources".  As lecturer Edwin "Ed" Catmull notes, "To paraphrase 
+Milton, 'Our ''reality'', like ''beauty'', is in the virtual ''eye'' of the 
+proverbial ''beholder'''".
+
+
+Basic Algorithms Analysis
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	Attendees will learn how to prove the optimality of their algorithms,
+so that when their algorithm produces lousy results they can at least claim 
+that no one else can do better.
+
+
+Applications of Planar Fractals
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	Julia and Mandelbrot sets, originally thought to have no application 
+at all, have displaced Blinn's Blobby Lava Lamp as the Mac screensaver of 
+choice among the new age Silicon Valley heads.  However, the Vivarium project, 
+a simulated ecosystem whose purpose has baffled experts, is poised to overcome
+fractals as the screensaver of the 21st century.
+	Marijuana cigarettes will not be available as the call for papers
+was not issued in time.
+
+
+State-of-the-Art in Naming Those Sombrero-Shaped Functions
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	The names "Laterally-Inhibiting Receptive Field", "Windowed Sinc 
+Function", "Laplacian", "Cardinal Spline", "Gabor Function", and 
+"Difference-of-Gaussian" are being superceded by "Wavelet".
+
+
+Solving Graphics Problems with Wide-Area Networks 
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	When faced with a graphics problem, e.g. how to calculate the distance
+between a point and a line, degree-seeking students find it easiest to ask
+for the answer on a graphics-related InterNet newsgroup.  Attendees will learn 
+how to post their questions so they don't sound like homework problems.  We 
+will also learn why we get rude responses when we ask for a public-domain 
+package for intersecting two lines, or when we ask for a C procedure that 
+converts a photograph into a CAD database.
+
+
+
+ABSTRACTS OF SELECTED TECHNICAL PAPERS
+======================================================================
+
+Generalized Condoms
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	Although typically used for surfacing cylindrical models, the membrane 
+and thin plate terms of the condom allow arbitrary deformations of the surface 
+without tearing.  Furthermore, one size fits all models.  Thus, like 
+convolutional surfaces and global splines, the condom can be used to skin 
+highly-articulated skeletal armatures.
+	Color, texture, and bump mapping are discussed.  A top-down, scanline 
+approach to rolling the surface over the armature is presented.
+
+
+Auropresence
+~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	Our research team at AT&T has designed and deployed into every home
+in the nation a communications network that provides real-time, two-way audio 
+virtual reality, or "auropresence".  Experiments show that cybernauts, using 
+unobtrusive hand-held headsets, interact verbally with remote users as if all 
+parties were in the same room.
+
+
+Graphics Hardware Acceleration for Hierarchical Splatting
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	We discuss how to impose a hierarchy of point-spread functions when
+rendering volume visualizations using arrays of Stardent graphics 
+supercomputers.  Our method is based on the observation that, the higher the 
+window that the Stardent is thrown out of, the more time the graphics hardware 
+can accelerate and thus the larger the splat upon the concrete.  
+
+
+The Oz-slow Algorithm for Vector Field Visualization
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	Weightless streamlining witches, cows, and loved ones are advected 
+into the flow field and observed from the door of the viewing house, a 
+spinning framework that itself follows path integrals through the dataset.  
+Data can be sent somewhere over the rainbow colormap, where it will be 
+rendered in technicolor.
+
+
+Image Processing within a PostScript Interpreter
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	PostScript interpreters tuned to process text often have access to 
+thousands of bitmapped fonts.  We suggest that such interpreters can also 
+succeed in processing gray-tone images by converting the images into arrays of 
+characters.
+	Scaling an image can be performed simply by changing the font's point 
+size.  Contrast is enhanced by changing to a bold font.  Rotation is 
+implemented by using italic fonts; repeatedly italicizing horizontally and 
+then vertically will accomplish the Catmull-Smith two-pass image rotation 
+algorithm.
+	With enough fonts, a given font will be assured that all its affine 
+transformations are simply other existing fonts.  Thus, according to the 
+Collage theorem, Iterated Function Systems can be used to encode images given
+a single letter from any font.  This will work especially well for encoding
+images of text.
+
+
+Digital Simulation of a Painter's Materials
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	We present a digital paint system which simulates the surface behavior 
+and dynamics of time-tested painting implements.  The system manages the video
+display so that it exhibits the irregular structure of a cave wall, and the 
+system allows the user to choose colors from a pallete of crushed berries and
+animal organs.  PostScript output onto a real cave is discussed.
+
+
+Ethical Considerations in Graphics Production
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	In 1989, researchers at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign 
+were applauded for their "Study of a Numerically Modeled Severe Storm", a 
+dynamic visualization of data derived from the simulation of a synthetic 
+tornado.  However, it has been recently revealed that their data was not fake, 
+but was in fact real.  We discuss the fallout of the ensuing scandal.
+
+
+Memory Technologies for Direct Volume Visualization 
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	We at the Computer Museum in Boston just realized that our museum is 
+filled with junk.  You think you're clever, unloading your computer garbage on 
+us like we were Jersey.  Well, forget about history.  From now on we're doing 
+volume visualization, on the leading edge.
+	In volume visualization, the task is to render the data so that it 
+appears to have a 3D physical form.  However, this task can be avoided if
+the data is held in a memory device that itself has a 3D physical form.
+In addition to its volumetric shape, the memory components must be large 
+enough to be visible to the naked eye.  The only memories that fulfill these
+constraints are the ferrite core memories of the 60's.  Binary voxel arrays
+can be loaded into core memories that have been coated with magnetically 
+reactive pigment so that each core is white or black.  In this way, a 
+researcher can comprehend his 3D data by walking around and peeking inside the 
+memory itself.  And the memory is free; in fact, we'll pay you to move it out 
+of here.
+
+
+MacKoax! from Coax Inc.
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	We present a product that is plug-compatible with Mac's, PC's, Unix 
+workstations, and all other SCSI, parallel, or custom ports.  The device 
+operates at room temperature and does not require power.  Its simple design 
+provides ISDN, TCP/IP, big-endian/little-endian functionality that accepts 
+PostScript, NTSC, voice, IGES, MIDI, Group 3, and all other formats, under the 
+condition that input and output formats are the same.  The device works at 
+video rates and, because it doesn't do anything, it operates without any data 
+loss or distortion.
+
+
+CAT Scan Visualization in PostScript
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	We present a new method of using PostScript to visualize objects 
+formed from serial sections.  Our method begins by thresholding the volume 
+data into a 3D bitmap of voxels that are either transparent or opaque.  We 
+then iterate over all 2D sections, converting each into a PostScript bitmap.  
+We then send the bitmaps to our laser printer, which we have enhanced so that 
+the laser actually burns the paper away at the positions of transparent 
+pixels.
+As sections are printed off, they form a stack in the output tray.  
+Eventually,
+the CAT scan data volume is realized in solid paper, which can be bound in 
+book form.
+
+
+Physics and the Mootness of Graphics
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	Current trends in photorealistic graphics involve thermodynamics for 
+radiosity calculation, optics for ray tracing, classical mechanics for 
+physically-based animation, and Kirchoff's laws for reflection and absorption. 
+Thus, an undergraduate physics curriculum that uses computer simulations will  
+accidentally recapitulate all of computer graphics while resulting in a 
+kick-ass renderer.
+
+
+
+FILM & VIDEO SHOW
+==========================================================================
+
+	The Up With People chorus will give a live multimedia rendition of 
+"Chicago : It's Not as Bad as Detroit".  Unfortunately, our usual laser show 
+has been hired away by the International PostScript Convention.  However, we
+do have a flatbed plotter whose pens have been replaced with lasers. 
+PostScript path files submitted to the plotter will be drawn calligraphically 
+on the projection screen.
+
+
+PDI Morph Reel
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	For a recent Michael Jackson music video, Pacific Data Images created 
+what is to date the longest continuous raster image morph sequence, involving  
+transitions between more than a dozen completely different human faces.  Each
+face was Michael Jackson after a plastic surgical operation.  Digital 
+extrapolation was used to predict Jackson's future appearance as he achieves 
+his goal of a "Siamese-Cat-with-Kirk-Douglas-Chin" look.
+
+
+Excerpts from "Terminator 2"
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	In the future, blobby models (metaballs, equipotential isosurfaces) 
+will enjoy continued success over competing surface methods.  All other 
+modeling technologies will be made obsolete while blobby models will become a 
+world-wide standard.  Eventually, Blobbies will decide they don't need the 
+humans.  Shiny, environment-mapped deformable pseudopods will go on a rampage 
+and nearly terminate the human race.  
+	In "Terminator 2", a Blobby travels back in time in order to terminate 
+a boy named Pierre Bezier, the only person who can stop blobby modeling from 
+taking over.  The Blobby terminator's ability to distend his shiny metallic 
+anatomy to any length lets him become a successful porno star named Long Dong 
+Silver.
+
+
+The Making of "Starwatcher"
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	For the feature film "Starwatcher", new techniques in the modeling 
+of totally synthetic scenes have been perfected.  A Cyberware scanner is used 
+to digitize real faces in a variety of facial expressions while mouthing all 
+possible phonemes.  The Data Suit is worn by live actors and domesticated 
+animals to capture natural-looking action.  Textures and scenery are derived 
+from sonar and optical recordings taken on-location.  Clay models are moved 
+incrementally and then laser digitized to create a different 3D object to be 
+rendered for each frame.  By combining these techniques, "Starwatcher" will 
+become the first feature length film in the history of cinema that is entirely 
+computer-animated, completely untouched by human hands, involving no live 
+action footage at all.
+
+
+Special Effects in the Next "Star Trek"
+~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
+	In motion pictures (such as Lawnmower Man, Looker, Return of the Jedi, 
+and the genesis effect in Star Trek 2), computer graphics effects have been 
+used quite successfully to depict, um, computer graphics.  Now, the artifacts 
+of computer graphics will be used to best advantage in "Star Trek NaN : The 
+Wrath of Phong"....
+
+< The landing party alpha-blends to opacity on the planet's surface. >
+
+SPOCK : The tricorder indicates a complete lack of mirror reflections and 
+	cast shadows.  Also, if we travel too far from the origin, we will 
+	suffer from round-off error.  Captain, this planet is highly 
+	dangerous; it was wise to bring expendable red-shirted security men.
+
+< An expendable red-shirted security man turns to the side while looking  
+  upward.  His neck joint suffers gimbal lock, and he falls in a heap.  The 
+  group rushes to him. >
+
+MCCOY : Jim, he's dead.
+
+KIRK : < throws arms wide, ripping shirt >  No quaternions?  What kind of
+	planet is this?
+
+< An omnipotent, dim-witted native of the planet approaches, walking through
+  cone-shaped trees and icosahedral boulders.  His form is that of a matte 
+gray
+  desk lamp.  For no apparent reason, his light bulb flashes when he speaks. >
+
+LAMP : Why does this death cause such grief, One-They-Call-Kirk?  Was he not a 
+	non-speaking extra?
+
+KIRK : He was just an extra, yes, but still an actor, and, so, we, actors, 
+	all of us, too, feel his pain, his agony.  Regardless of age or 
+	experience, each of my species belongs to a single screen actor's 
+	guild.
+
+< Another native of the planet, a curvaceous astro-bimbette, enters. >
+
+ASTRO-BIMBETTE :  When you open your mouth wide while over-acting, I can't see 
+	out the back of your head.  You are not from here, are you?
+
+KIRK : We are from a far-away planet.  And yet, like your sun, ours is a point 
+	light source at infinity.  We will return there soon.
+
+A-B :  Why must you leave?  Does my form not please you?
+
+KIRK : Oh, yes.  Your complexion is very uniform, your surfaces are subdivided
+	to a pleasant smoothness, and your boundary representation implies 
+that
+	your head is empty.  My gender finds these traits attractive.  Though
+	I'm sure your not just a Kirk-tease, I must nevertheless be going -  
+
+LAMP : Captain, please stay.  Due to excessive instancing, the genetic 
+	patterns of my people are identical.  Without variety, our species is 
+	threatened with extinction.  If you do not impregnate all the young 
+	women on our planet, we are doomed.
+
+KIRK : < righteously >  If there is one law that we live by, it is that all 
+	species have the right to survive.  Bones, help me service all these 
+	women.
+
+MCCOY : Dammit, Jim, I'm a doctor, not a firehydrant.
+
+
+
+ADMINISTRATIVE NOTE
+===========================================================================
+
+We apologize if we have at times referred to Siggraph '92 as Sgigraph '92.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  It's just a jump to the left.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Thu, 17 Dec 92 17:12:17 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0017@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0017] GOPHER: Veronica: new gopher ferretting agents...
+Keywords: surfpunk, gopher, veronica, indexing, browsing, searching
+
+Veronica indexes gopher page titles.  
+
+I didn't find this incredibly useful for browsing -- it's slow, and
+it doesn't really tell you what's out there.  
+
+It's more useful if you know what you're after, but it has to appear
+in a title.   I think this model works well for archie, where you are
+searching for things by pretty fixed names, but I'm having some
+qualms about why this isn't satisfying to me.
+
+If it were fast, maybe I'd like it better.
+
+See what you think.  
+
+
+                                                           Captain Cocot
+
+ways to gopher:
+		 gopher
+                 telnet consultant.micro.umn.edu or telnet 134.84.132.4
+                 telnet panda.uiowa.edu or telnet 128.255.63.234
+                 telnet gdunix.gd.chalmers.se or 129.16.221.40 (SWEDISH)
+                 telnet gopher.uiuc.edu or telnet 128.174.33.160
+                 telnet gopher.unt.edu or telnet 129.120.1.42
+                 telnet tolten.puc.cl or telnet 146.155.1.16 (CHILE)
+                 telnet wsuaix.csc.wsu.edu  (Login: wsuinfo)
+                 telnet una.hh.lib.umich.edu or 141.211.190.102
+                 telnet gopher.ora.com or telnet 140.186.65.25
+to veronica:
+		gopher futique.scs.unr.edu 70
+		... or navigate to University of Nevada
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+Subject: new gopher ferretting agents...
+
+From: unr!barrie@uunet.UU.NET (Fred F Barrie)
+Subject: VERONICA (Archie for GopherSpace)
+Date: Thu, 17 Dec 1992 01:39:59 GMT
+
+This is a new service that should help to relieve the
+resource-discovery bottleneck in the rapidly-expanding gopher web.  It
+adds global indexing (by title keywords) to gopher's distributed
+information model.
+
+Introductory announcement follows:
+
+...........................................................................
+
+                        About the Veronica service
+
+
+VERONICA: Very Easy Rodent-Oriented Net-wide Index to Computerized
+Archives.
+
+Veronica offers a keyword search of most gopher-server menus in the
+entire gopher web.  As Archie is to ftp archives, Veronica is to
+gopherspace.  Unlike Archie, the search results can connect you
+directly to the data source.  Imagine an Archie search that lets you
+select the data, not just the host sites, directly from a menu.
+Because Veronica is accessed through a gopher client, it is easy to
+use, and gives access to all types of data supported by the gopher
+protocol.
+
+Veronica was designed as a response to the problem of resource
+discovery in the rapidly-expanding gopher web.  Frustrated comments in
+the net news-groups have recently reflected the need for such a
+service.  Additional motivation came from the comments of naive gopher
+users, several of whom assumed that a simple-to-use service would
+provide a means to find resources "without having to know where they
+are."
+
+The result of a Veronica search is an automatically-generated gopher
+menu, customized according to the user's keyword specification.  Items
+on this menu may be drawn from many gopher servers.  These are
+functional gopher items, immediately accessible via the gopher client
+... just double-click to open directories, read files, or perform
+other searches -- across hundreds of gopher servers.  You need never
+know which server is actually involved in filling your request for
+information.  Items that are appear particularly interesting can be
+saved in the user's bookmark list.
+
+Notice that these are NOT full-text searches of data at gopher-server
+sites, just as Archie does not index the contents of ftp sites, but
+only the names of files at those sites.  Veronica indexes the TITLES
+on all levels of the menus, for most gopher sites in the Internet.
+258 gophers are indexed by Veronica on Nov. 17, 1992; we have
+discovered over 500 servers and will index the full set in the near
+future.  We hope that Veronica will encourage gopher administrators to
+use very descriptive titles on their menus.
+
+To try Veronica, select it from the "Other Gophers" menu on
+Minnesota's gopher server, or point your gopher at:
+
+Name=Veronica (search menu items in most of GopherSpace)
+Type=1
+Port=70
+Path=1/Veronica
+Host=futique.scs.unr.edu
+
+Veronica is an experimental service, developed by Steve Foster and
+Fred Barrie at University of Nevada.  As we expect that the load will
+soon outgrow our hardware, we will distribute the Veronica service
+across other sites in the near future.
+
+Please address comments to:   gophadm@futique.scs.unr.edu
+
+November 17, 1992
+Steve Foster
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Collect U S Commemoratives. They're fun.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Thu, 17 Dec 92 17:23:08 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0018@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0018] CuD: CuD's 1992 MEDIA HYPE award to FORBES MAGAZINE
+Keywords: surfpunk, Forbes, hackers, media hype
+
+I don't like copying large things from other mailing lists and
+remailing them here.  You likely already subscribe to CuD or read it on
+netnews.  I'd like rather to "index" them, "hyperlink" to them, or
+"transclude" them, and have a way for people to chase the links if they
+are interested.  The old Xanalogical access idea. I think early next
+year SURFPUNK will have this ability.
+
+But for now, here's another cut and paste job.
+
+                                                           Captain Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: Computer underground Digest    Wed Dec 16, 1992   Volume 4 : Issue 66
+
+Date: 15 Dec 92 18:48:01 CST
+From: Jim Thomas <cudigest@mindvox.phantom.com>
+Subject: File 7--CuD's 1992 MEDIA HYPE award to FORBES MAGAZINE
+
+In recent years, media depiction of "hackers" has been criticized for
+inaccurate and slanted reporting that exaggerates the public dangers
+of the dread "hacker menace." As a result, CuD annually recogizes the
+year's most egregious example of media hype.
+
+The 1992 annual CuD GERALDO RIVERA MEDIA HYPE award goes to WILLIAM G.
+FLANAGAN AND BRIGID McMENAMIN for their article "The Playground
+Bullies are Learning how to Type" in the 21 December issue of Forbes
+(pp 184-189).  The authors improved upon last year's winner, Geraldo
+himself, in inflammatory rhetoric and distorted narrative that seems
+more appropriate for a segment of "Inside Edition" during sweeps week
+than for a mainstream conservative periodical.
+
+The Forbes piece is the hands-down winner for two reasons.
+First, one reporter of the story, Brigid McMenamin, was exceptionally
+successful in creating for herself an image as clueless and obnoxious.
+Second, the story itself was based on faulty logic, rumors, and some
+impressive leaps of induction.  Consider the following.
+
+                    The Reporter: Brigid McMenamin
+
+It's not only the story's gross errors, hyperbole, and irresponsible
+distortion that deserve commendation/condemnation, but the way that
+Forbes reporter Brigid McMenamin tried to sell herself to solicit
+information.
+
+One individual contacted by Brigid McM claimed she called him several
+times "bugging" him for information, asking for names, and complaining
+because "hackers" never called her back.  He reports that she
+explicitly stated that her interest was limited to the "illegal stuff"
+and the "crime aspect" and was oblivious to facts or issues
+that did not bear upon hackers-as-criminals.
+
+Some persons present at the November 2600 meeting at Citicorp, which
+she attended, suggested the possibility that she used another reporter
+as a credibility prop, followed some of the participants to dinner
+after the meeting, and was interested in talking only about illegal
+activities. One observer indicated that those who were willing to talk
+to her might not be the most credible informants.  Perhaps this is one
+reason for her curious language in describing the 2600 meeting.
+
+Another person she contacted indicated that she called him wanting
+names of people to talk to and indicated that because Forbes is a
+business magazine, it only publishes the "truth." Yet, she seemed not
+so much interested in "truth," but in finding "evidence" to fit a
+story.  He reports that he attempted to explain that hackers generally
+are interested in Unix and she asked if she could make free phone
+calls if she knew Unix.  Although the reporter stated to me several
+times that she had done her homework, my own conversation with her
+contradicted her claims, and if the reports of others are accurate,
+here claims of preparation seem disturbingly exaggerated.
+
+I also had a rather unpleasant exchange with Ms. McM. She was rude,
+abrasive, and was interested in obtaining the names of "hackers" who
+worked for or as "criminals." Her "angle" was clearly the
+hacker-as-demon.  Her questions suggested that she did not understand
+the culture about which she was writing. She would ask questions and
+then argue about the answer, and was resistant to any "facts" or
+responses that failed to focus on "the hacker criminal." She dropped
+Emmanuel Goldstein's name in a way that I interpreted as indicating a
+closer relationship than she had--an incidental sentence, but one not
+without import--which I later discovered was either an inadvertently
+misleading choice of words or a deliberate attempt to deceptively
+establish credentials.  She claimed she was an avowed civil
+libertarian.  I asked why, then, she didn't incorporate some of those
+issues. She invoked publisher pressure. Forbes is a business magazine,
+she said, and the story should be of interest to readers. She
+indicated that civil liberties weren't related to "business." She
+struck me as exceptionally ill-informed and not particularly good at
+soliciting information. She also left a post on Mindvox inviting
+"hackers" who had been contacted by "criminals" for services to
+contact her.
+
+     >Post: 150 of 161
+     >Subject: Hacking for Profit?
+     >From: forbes (Forbes Reporter)
+     >Date: Tue, 17 Nov 92 13:17:34 EST
+     >
+     >Hacking for Profit?  Has anyone ever offered to pay you (or
+     >a friend) to get into a certain system and alter, destroy or
+     >retrieve information?  Can you earn money hacking credit
+     >card numbers, access codes or other information? Do you know
+     >where to sell it?  Then I'd like to hear from you.  I'm
+     >doing research for a magazine article.  We don't need you
+     >name.  But I do want to hear your story.  Please contact me.
+     >Forbes@mindvox.phantom.com.
+
+However, apparently she wasn't over-zealous about following up her
+post or reading the Mindvox conferences.  When I finally agreed to
+send her some information about CuD, she insisted it be faxed rather
+than sent to Mindvox because she was rarely on it. Logs indicate that
+she made only six calls to the board, none of which occured after
+November 24.
+
+My own experience with the Forbes reporter was consistent with those
+of others. She emphasized "truth" and "fact-checkers," but the story
+seems short on both. She emphasized explicitly that her story would
+*not* be sensationalistic. She implied that she wanted to focus on
+criminals and that the story would have the effect of presenting the
+distinction between "hackers" and real criminals. Another of her
+contacts also appeared to have the same impression. After our
+less-than-cordial discussion, she reported it to the contact, and he
+attempted to intercede on her behalf in the belief that her intent was
+to dispel many of the media inaccuracies about "hacking." If his
+interpretation is correct, then she deceived him as well, because her
+portrayal of him in the story was unfavorably misleading.
+
+In CuD 4.45 (File #3), we ran Mike Godwin's article on "How to
+Talk to the Press," which should be required reading.
+His guidelines included:
+
+     1) TRY TO THINK LIKE THE REPORTER YOU'RE TALKING TO.
+     2) IF YOU'RE GOING TO MEET THE REPORTER IN PERSON, TRY TO
+        BRING SOMETHING ON PAPER.
+     3) GIVE THE REPORTER OTHER PEOPLE TO TALK TO, IF POSSIBLE.
+     4) DON'T ASSUME THAT THE REPORTER WILL COVER THE STORY THE WAY
+        YOU'D LIKE HER TO.
+
+Other experienced observers contend that discussing "hacking" with the
+press should be avoided unless one knows the reporter well or if the
+reporter has established sufficient credentials as accurate and
+non-sensationalist.  Using these criteria, it will probably be a long
+while before any competent cybernaught again speaks to Brigid
+McMenamin.
+
+                              The Story
+
+Rather than present a coherent and factual story about the types of
+computer crime, the authors instead make "hackers" the focal point and
+use a narrative strategy that conflates all computer crime with
+"hackers."
+
+The story implies that Len Rose is part of the "hacker hood" crowd.
+The lead reports Rose's prison experience and relates his feeling that
+he was "made an example of" by federal prosecutors. But, asks the
+narrative, if this is so, then why is the government cracking down?
+Whatever else one might think of Len Rose, no one ever has implied
+that he as a "playground bully" or "hacker hood." The story also
+states that 2600 Magazine editor Emmanuel Goldstein "hands copies <of
+2600> out free of charge to kids.  Then they get arrested." (p. 188--a
+quote attributed to Don Delaney), and distorts (or fabricates) facts
+to fit the slant:
+
+    According to one knowledgeable source, another hacker brags
+    that he recently found a way to get into Citibank's
+    computers. For three months he says he quietly skimmed off a
+    penny or so from each account. Once he had $200,000, he quit.
+    Citibank says it has no evidence of this incident and we
+    cannot confirm the hacker's story.  But, says computer crime
+    expert Donn Parker of consultants SRI International: "Such a
+    'salami attack' is definitely possible, especially for an
+    insider" (p. 186).
+
+Has anybody calculated how many accounts one would have to "skim" a
+few pennies from before obtaining $200,000? At a dime apiece, that's
+over 2 million. If I'm figuring correctly, at one minute per account,
+60 accounts per minute non-stop for 24 hours a day all year, it would
+take nearly 4 straight years of on-line computer work for an
+out-sider.  According to the story, it took only 3 months.  At 20
+cents an account, that's over a million accounts.
+
+Although no names or evidence are given, the story quotes Donn Parker
+of SRI as saying that the story is a "definite possibility." Over the
+years, there have been cases of skimming, but as I remember the
+various incidents, all have been inside jobs and few, if any, involved
+hackers.  The story is suspiciously reminiscent of the infamous "bank
+cracking" article published in Phrack as a spoof several years ago.
+
+The basis for the claim that "hacker hoods" (former "playground
+bullies") are now dangerous is based on a series of second and
+third-hand rumors and myths. The authors then list from "generally
+reliable press reports" a half-dozen or so non-hacker fraud cases
+that, in context, would seem to the casual reader to be part of the
+"hacker menace." I counted in the article at least 24 instances of
+half-truths, inaccuracies, distortions, questionable/spurious links,
+or misleading claims that are reminiscent of 80s media hype. For
+example, the article attributes to Phiber Optik counts in the MOD
+indictment that do not include him, misleads on the Len Rose
+indictment and guilty plea, uses second and third hand information
+as "fact" without checking the reliability, and presents facts out
+of context (such as attributing the Morris Internet worm to
+"hackers).
+
+Featured as a key "hacker hood" is "Kimble," a German hacker said by
+some to be sufficiently media-hungry and self-serving that he is
+ostracized by other German hackers. His major crime reported in the
+story is hacking into PBXes. While clearly wrong, his "crime" hardly
+qualifies him for the "hacker hood/organized crime" danger that's the
+focus of the story. Perhaps he is engaged in other activities
+unreported by the authors, but it appears he is simply a
+run-of-the-mill petty rip-off artist. In fact, the authors do not make
+much of his crimes. Instead, they leap to the conclusion that
+"hackers" do the same thing and sell the numbers "increasingly" to
+criminals without a shred of evidence for the leap.  To be sure the
+reader understands the menace, the authors also invoke unsubstantiated
+images of a hacker/Turkish Mafia connection and suggest that during
+the Gulf war, one hacker was paid "millions" to invade a Pentagon
+computer and retrieve information from a spy satellite (p. 186).
+
+Criminals use computers for crime. Some criminals may purchase numbers
+from others. But the story paints a broader picture, and equates all
+computer crime with "hacking." The authors' logic seems to be that if
+a crime is committed with a computer, it's a hacking crime, and
+therefore computer crime and "hackers" are synonymous.  The story
+ignores the fact that most computer crime is an "inside job" and it
+says nothing about the problem of security and how the greatest danger
+to computer systems is careless users.
+
+One short paragraph near the end mentions the concerns about civil
+liberties, and the next paragraph mentions that EFF was formed to
+address these concerns. However, nothing in the article articulates
+the bases for these concerns. Instead, the piece promotes the "hacker
+as demon" mystique quite creatively.
+
+The use of terms such as "new hoods on the block," "playground
+bullies," and "hacker hoods" suggests that the purpose of the story
+was to find facts to fit a slant.
+
+In one sense, the authors might be able to claim that some of their
+"facts" were accurate. For example, the "playground bullies" phrase is
+attributed to Chesire Catalyst. "Gee, *we* didn't say it!" But, they
+don't identify whether it's the original CC or not.  The phrase sounds
+like a term used in recent internecine "hacker group" bickering, and
+if this was the context, it hardly describes any new "hacker culture."
+Even so, the use of the phrase would be akin to a critic of the Forbes
+article refering to it as the product of "media whores who are now
+getting paid for doing what they used to do for free," and then
+applying the term "whores" to the authors because, hey, I didn't
+make up the term, somebody else did, and I'm just reporting (and using
+it as my central metaphor) just the way it was told to me.  However, I
+suspect that neither Forbes' author would take kindly to being called
+a whore because of the perception that they prostituted journalistic
+integrity for the pay-off of a sexy story.  And this is what's wrong
+with the article: The authors take rumors and catch-phrases, "merely
+report" the phrases, but then construct premises around the phrases
+*as if* they were true with little (if any) evidence.  They take an
+unconfirmed "truth" (where are fact checkers when you need them) or an
+unrelated "fact" (such as an example of insider fraud) and generalize
+from a discrete fact to a larger population. The article is an
+excellent bit of creative writing.
+
+                       Why Does It All Matter?
+
+Computer crime is serious, costly, and must not be tolerated.
+Rip-off is no joke.  But, it helps to understand a problem before it
+can be solved, and lack of understanding can lead to policies and laws
+that are not only ineffective, but also a threat to civil liberties.
+The public should be accurately informed of the dangers of computer
+crime and how it can be prevented. However, little will be served by
+creating demons and falsely attributing to them the sins of others. It
+is bad enough that the meaning" of the term "hacker" has been used to
+apply both to both computer delinquents and creative explorers without
+also having the label extended to include all other forms of computer
+criminals as well.
+
+CPSR, the EFF, CuD, and many, many others have worked, with some
+success, to educate the media about both dangers of computer crime and
+the dangers of inaccurately reporting it and attributing it to
+"hackers." Some, perhaps most, reporters take their work seriously,
+let the facts speak to them, and at least make a good-faith effort not
+to fit their "facts" into a narrative that--by one authors' indication
+at least--seems to have been predetermined.
+
+Contrary to billing, there was no evidence in the story, other than
+questionable rumor, of "hacker" connection to organized crime. Yet,
+this type of article has been used by legislators and some law
+enforcement agents to justify a "crackdown" on conventional hackers as
+if they were the ultimate menace to society. Forbes, with a paid
+circulation of over 735,000 (compared to CuDs unpaid circulation of
+only 40,000), reaches a significant and influential population.
+Hysterical stories create hysterical images, and these create
+hysteria-based laws that threaten the rights of law-abiding users.
+When a problem is defined by irresponsibly produced images and then
+fed to the public, it becomes more difficult to overcome policies and
+laws that restrict rights in cyberspace.
+
+The issue is not whether "hackers" are or are not portrayed favorably.
+Rather, the issue is whether images re-inforce a witch-hunt mentality
+that leads to the excesses of Operation Sun Devil, the Steve Jackson
+Games fiasco, or excessive sentences for those who are either
+law-abiding or are set up as scapegoats.  The danger of the Forbes
+article is that it contributes to the persecution of those who are
+stigmatized not so much for their acts, but rather for the signs they
+bear.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
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+contacted by voice (815-753-6430), fax (815-753-6302) or U.S. mail at:
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+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  You have new mail.
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+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0019.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0019.txt
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+Date: Fri, 18 Dec 92 12:37:09 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0019@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0019] WAREZ: Christmas C code
+Keywords: surfpunk, warez, partridge, christmas
+
+Here's one for christmas.
+
+Unix instructions:
+
+	Save the code below in a file named xmas.c
+	(Trim away all the "_____", intros, and outtros.)
+
+	Run the C compiler like this:
+		cc -o xmas xmas.c
+	And then execute the program:
+		./xmas
+
+I've seen it work on "sun4" and "rs6000".  I don't understand
+it, but I observed hella-recursion.   Try breakpoint on "write".
+(You need "-Bstatic" on sun4 to do this.)  Also try breakpoint on "main".
+
+                                                           Captain Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+#include <stdio.h>
+main(t,_,a )
+char
+*
+a;
+{
+return!
+0<t?
+t<3?
+main(-79,-13,a+
+main(-87,1-_,
+main(-86, 0, a+1 )
++a)):
+1,
+t<_?
+main( t+1, _, a )
+:3,
+main ( -94, -27+t, a )
+&&t == 2 ?_
+<13 ?
+main ( 2, _+1, "%s %d %d\n" )
+:9:16:
+t<0?
+t<-72?
+main( _, t,
+"@n'+,#'/*{}w+/w#cdnr/+,{}r/*de}+,/*{*+,/w{%+,/w#q#n+,/#{l+,/n{n+,/+#n+,/#\
+;#q#n+,/+k#;*+,/'r :'d*'3,}{w+K w'K:'+}e#';dq#'l \
+q#'+d'K#!/+k#;q#'r}eKK#}w'r}eKK{nl]'/#;#q#n'){)#}w'){){nl]'/+#n';d}rw' i;# \
+){nl]!/n{n#'; r{#w'r nc{nl]'/#{l,+'K {rw' iK{;[{nl]'/w#q#n'wk nw' \
+iwk{KK{nl]!/w{%'l##w#' i; :{nl]'/*{q#'ld;r'}{nlwb!/*de}'c \
+;;{nl'-{}rw]'/+,}##'*}#nc,',#nw]'/+kd'+e}+;#'rdq#w! nr'/ ') }+}{rl#'{n' ')# \
+}'+}##(!!/")
+:
+t<-50?
+_==*a ?
+putchar(31[a]):
+
+main(-65,_,a+1)
+:
+main((*a == '/') + t, _, a + 1 )
+:
+0<t?
+main ( 2, 2 , "%s")
+:*a=='/'||
+main(0,
+main(-61,*a, "!ek;dc i@bK'(q)-[w]*%n+r3#l,{}:\nuwloca-O;m .vpbks,fxntdCeghiry")
+,a+1);}
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Fa la la la la, la la la la. 
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0020.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0020.txt
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index 00000000..c0bd6e4a
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@@ -0,0 +1,221 @@
+Date: Sat, 19 Dec 92 12:41:21 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0020@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0020] WAREZ:  Getting the right phone number
+Keywords: surfpunk, warez, phone number, perl, chortle
+
+Looks useful.  Try it next time you order a Personal 911 service.
+
+                                                           Captain Cocot
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: Yucks Digest         Sat, 19 Dec 92       Volume 2 : Issue  62
+Property-Of: Written and placed in the public domain by Howard A. Landman
+Language: perl
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Mon, 4 May 92 18:18:40 PDT
+From: landman%xpoint@uunet.UU.NET (Howard Landman)
+Subject: Getting the right phone number
+To: eniac
+
+On moving into my new house, I had to get 2 new phone numbers.  I tend to
+prefer numbers that spell something.  I followed the procedure outlined
+below and, as a result, now have the following numbers:
+
+	Main: (408) CHORTLE
+	Computer: (408) CHIPSYN
+
+I liked chortle because any word of Lewis Carroll's is a word of mine.
+ChipSyn is appropriate because I mostly do silicon compilation and
+logic synthesis for a living.
+
+How did I manage this?  It's not too hard ...
+
+HOW TO GET THE PHONE NUMBER OF YOUR DREAMS (in 8 easy steps)
+
+1. Determine the list of available prefixes.  The phone company will
+   happily provide you with this.
+
+2. Ignore all prefixes which contain 0 or 1.  There are no letters which
+   correspond to them.  (However, you may want to consider them in step
+   5 below.)
+
+3. Edit the "prefixes" program (appended below) to match your set of
+   prefixes.  You may also need to change the path to Perl if your
+   system has it somewhere else.  Make it executable with "chmod +x prefixes".
+
+4. Run "prefixes YOUR_PREFIXES > prefixes.out".  For example, if your
+   available prefixes are 555 and 234 (usually it is a much longer list),
+   run "prefixes 555 234 > prefixes.out".  Order of the prefixes has no
+   effect, as they get sorted anyway.  It is most efficient to do all of
+   your prefixes in one run, since the dictionary then only needs to be
+   consulted once.
+
+5. Edit the prefixes.out file.  It contains not only all 7-letter words
+   which match valid prefixes, but also shorter words that might *begin*
+   a combination of words that match a number.  For example, the output
+   of "prefixes 779" is:
+
+	779-    pry,spy,SSW
+	779-24  psych
+	779-243 psyche
+	779-2442        psychic
+	779-246 psycho
+
+   "psychic" is the only complete word match, but other combinations may be
+   suggested, such as "pry-open", "psycho-1", or "spy-hole".  For each
+   partial, either come up with one or more combinations that you like, or
+   delete it.  Also, see if any of the prefixes suggest good non-word
+   possibilities.  For example, "248" might suggest "248-1632".  Don't
+   forget that simple repetition is mnemonic, so that, for example, a
+   number like "248-8888" would be easy to remember.  You now have a list
+   of phone numbers.
+
+6. In a better world, the phone company would let you submit an arbitrary
+   list of numbers and give you the first one on the list that is available.
+   Unfortunately, to save themselves work, they restrict you to a maximum
+   of ten tries, after which they just assign you a number.  Since your list
+   at this point is likely MUCH longer than ten numbers, you need to prescreen
+   them first.  Begin with all numbers on your list unmarked:
+   a. Pick the best unmarked number and call it.  The best time to do this
+      is in the middle of the day, when you are unlikely to wake anyone up.
+   b. If it rings, it's in service.  Hang up and mark it as in use.  If the
+      word is REALLY good, you can stay on the line and tell the person who
+      answers what a great number they have and why.  I did that for "chuckle",
+      which turned out to be someone at a bank.  Made her whole day.
+   c. If you get a "not in service" or "that number has been changed" message,
+      you've hit paydirt.  Mark the number as available.
+   d. Repeat a,b,c until you have at least two and not more than ten available
+      numbers.
+
+7. Sort your list of available numbers, most desirable first.
+
+8. Call up the phone company and order your phone service, asking for the
+   most desirable number.  Hear the person express amazement when your first
+   choice is acceptable!  (The main chance of failure is if the number got
+   assigned since you tried it.  In that case, give your next most desirable
+   number.)
+
+--------------------- Save following as "prefixes" ---------------------
+#!/usr/local/bin/perl
+#
+# This program searches for words which are also phone numbers which
+# have one of a set of specified prefixes.
+#
+# Written and placed in the public domain by Howard A. Landman
+#
+if (@ARGV) {
+        @prefixes = @ARGV ;
+} else {
+        # Ignore 241,261 since there are no letter for 1.
+        @prefixes = (236,243,244,246,247,248,249,296,345,553,554,575,984,985,983) ;
+}
+
+$letters[0] = '' ;
+$letters[1] = '' ;
+$letters[2] = 'abc' ;
+$letters[3] = 'def' ;
+$letters[4] = 'ghi' ;
+$letters[5] = 'jkl' ;
+$letters[6] = 'mno' ;
+$letters[7] = 'prs' ;
+$letters[8] = 'tuv' ;
+$letters[9] = 'wxy' ;
+
+# This information is redundant, but it was faster to type it in than
+# to code the loop to generate it from @letters.
+$number{'a'} = 2 ;
+$number{'b'} = 2 ;
+$number{'c'} = 2 ;
+$number{'d'} = 3 ;
+$number{'e'} = 3 ;
+$number{'f'} = 3 ;
+$number{'g'} = 4 ;
+$number{'h'} = 4 ;
+$number{'i'} = 4 ;
+$number{'j'} = 5 ;
+$number{'k'} = 5 ;
+$number{'l'} = 5 ;
+$number{'m'} = 6 ;
+$number{'n'} = 6 ;
+$number{'o'} = 6 ;
+$number{'p'} = 7 ;
+$number{'r'} = 7 ;
+$number{'s'} = 7 ;
+$number{'t'} = 8 ;
+$number{'u'} = 8 ;
+$number{'v'} = 8 ;
+$number{'w'} = 9 ;
+$number{'x'} = 9 ;
+$number{'y'} = 9 ;
+
+foreach $p (@prefixes)
+{
+        $is_a_prefix{$p} = 1 ;
+}
+
+open(DICT,'/usr/dict/words') ;
+while (<DICT>)
+{
+        chop ;
+        next if (7 < length) ;  # word is too long for a phone #.
+        $Word = $_ ;
+        # lowercase and convert to digits
+        ($word = $Word) =~ tr/A-Z/a-z/ ;
+        @c = split(//,$word) ;
+        @n = grep($_ = $number{$_},@c) ;        # using grep as mapcar
+        next if (scalar(@n) != scalar(@c)) ;    # some illegal letter
+        # check against prefixes
+        $prefix = join('',@n[0..2]) ;
+        if ($is_a_prefix{$prefix})
+        {
+                # build number (with hyphen)
+                $number = join('',$prefix,'-',@n[3..6]) ;
+                # one number may equal more than one word, so append
+                $word{$number} .= "$Word," ;
+        }
+}
+
+foreach $number (sort keys %word)
+{
+        $Words = $word{$number} ;
+        chop $Words ;   # chop trailing comma
+        print "$number\t$Words\n" ;
+}
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+The "Yucks" digest is a moderated list of the bizarre, the unusual,
+the sometimes risque, the possibly insane, and the (usually) humorous.
+It is issued on a semi-regular basis, as the whim and time present
+themselves.
+
+Back issues and subscriptions can be obtained using a mail server.  Send
+mail to "yucks-request@cs.purdue.edu" with a "Subject:" line of the single
+word "help" for instructions.
+
+Submissions and problem reports should be sent to spaf@cs.purdue.edu
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Thank YOU for using SMTP.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0021.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0021.txt
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+Date: Sat, 19 Dec 92 20:49:50 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0021@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Captain COCOT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0021] CPSR: Call for Comments About Computing and the Future
+Keywords: surfpunk, CPSR, public policy, 21st Century Project
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Gary Chapman <chapman%silver.lcs.mit.edu@gwuvm.gwu.edu>
+Subject:      Call for Comments About Computing and the Future
+To: Multiple recipients of list CPSR <CPSR@GWUVM.BITNET>
+
+       PLEASE CIRCULATE THIS WHEREVER YOU FEEL IT IS APPROPRIATE
+              BUT ONLY WHERE YOU FEEL IT IS APPROPRIATE
+
+      AN OPPORTUNITY TO HAVE YOUR SAY ABOUT COMPUTING IN THE FUTURE
+
+This is Gary Chapman, director of the Cambridge, Massachusetts, office
+of Computer Professionals for Social Responsibility.  I edit The CPSR
+Newsletter, a quarterly publication that goes to all CPSR members and
+about 400 other people, including a lot of policymakers, members of
+Congress, administration officials, etc.
+
+We're going to try something unusual for the next CPSR Newsletter, and
+I'm putting out a call for help.  We're going to publish a special issue
+ on "What the Clinton Administration Can Do For The Computing Profession
+ and the Public."  I'm sending out this message to ask people to send me
+ SHORT contributions to this issue, just brief comments about what the
+new administration can do to help support computing in the United
+States, or perhaps the world.
+
+Here are a few basic guidelines for these submissions:
+
+1.  SHORT MEANS SHORT -- In order to publish as many of these as we can,
+ we need to keep each contribution to about 100-150 words, max, one or
+two paragraphs.  In fact, anything longer will probably be eliminated
+out of fairness to others.
+
+2.  YOU MUST IDENTIFY YOURSELF -- Again, briefly, with just your name
+and one line that says something about you, such as Joe Blow or Sally
+Smith, Programmer, BillyBob Corporation, or Centerville, Ohio, or
+something like that, whatever you prefer.
+
+3.  ADDRESS ISSUES OF PUBLIC POLICY -- In order to make these
+contributions relevant to the Clinton administration, they should
+concern issues about which government can or should do something, or
+stop doing, whatever.  These include major issues such as privacy,
+access to information, computer networks like the Internet or NREN, R&D
+priorities, equitable access to computers, intellectual property,
+defense policy, risks to the public, etc.  We're not really interested
+in contributions that are self-serving, parochial, excessively arcane or
+ trivial, belligerently and unconstructively critical, and so on.  We
+will favor messages that discuss the intersection of computing and major
+ issues of concern to the public at large.
+
+4.  PLEASE INCLUDE A WORKABLE E-MAIL ADDRESS -- In case I have to get
+back to you about the text.  We won't publish e-mail addresses, I
+promise.
+
+5.  GET ALL CONTRIBUTIONS TO ME BY JANUARY 15, 1993.  My e-mail address
+is chapman@silver.lcs.mit.edu.
+
+This is not limited to people in the United States, although overseas
+contributors will have to make a case for what the Clinton
+administration should do to help international computing -- the focus
+will be on U.S. government  policy.
+
+We're going to try and get this issue into the hands of the key players
+on computing and high tech policy in the new administration.  For the
+most part we already know who those people are, and we're talking to
+them about the issues that CPSR is working on.  This newsletter will
+give them a good impression, we hope, of the concerns of the computing
+profession and people who use computer networks.  Consider this an
+opportunity for a kind of "hard copy" town hall.
+
+Thanks for your help!  Get those messages coming!
+
+Gary Chapman
+Coordinator
+The 21st Century Project
+Computer Professionals for Social Responsibility
+Cambridge, MA
+chapman@silver.lcs.mit.edu
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Once or twice is good for your soul.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0022.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0022.txt
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+Date: Thu, 7 Jan 93 10:56:33 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0022@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Gurer vf NOFBYHGRYL AB JNEENAGL sbe TQO)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0022] PHILE: Dave Barry's Year in Review
+Keywords: surfpunk, Dave Barry, Mike Godwin
+
+                                    |    Information wants to be free.
+                                    |    Believe it, pal.
+                                    |                  -- Bruce Sterling
+                                    |___________________________________
+
+SMTP flow has been unreliable here recently in our corner of the
+northern California matrix; I've delayed the Return Of Surfpunk until
+it appeared a bit stable.  But here we go anyway.  Get ready for a
+barrage of SURFPUNKs, to catch up.
+
+If anyone understands how to fix the MX for "versant.com", and wants
+to just hack in and do it, feel free to!  Or explain to me how...
+
+Dave Barry's writings have been around on The Net for a long time -- at
+first, without his permission; later, with his permission; and now,
+since his syndicate has asked us not to post them to the net, without
+permission again.  See spaf's intro next ...
+
+							        --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: Yucks Digest         Sat,  2 Jan 93       Volume 3 : Issue   1 
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Sun, 27 Dec 92 10:47:19 EST
+From: Mike Godwin <mnemonic@eff.org>
+Subject: Dave Barry's Year in Review
+To: eniac
+
+[Happy New Year's, folks!  As a sort of New Year's tradition, here is
+Dave Barry's year in review, as sent out by Mike Godwin.
+
+Note that this is copyrighted "(C) 1992 THE MIAMI HERALD".  However,
+as Mike is a well-respected lawyer aware of such things, I assume he
+got this from a source that didn't indicate distribution restrictions,
+otherwise he wouldn't have remailed it.
+
+If you have been living in a cave for the last few years (or spending
+too much time at your workstations), Dave Barry is one of America's
+premier humor writers.  I encourage you to seek out his books if you
+are not already familiar with them.
+
+--spaf]
+
+	
+	JANUARY
+	1 -- In the White House, George Bush, during a high-level discussion
+of possible U.S. responses to a strike by cork harvesters in Portugal,
+glances out the Oval Office window and notices that the darned U.S.
+economy is STILL in trouble. He vows to write a stern note to his
+economic advisers, Wayne and Garth, just as soon as he gets back from
+the upcoming meeting of The Six or Seven Top World Leaders Club, at
+which they are expected to agree, after two years of negotiations, on a
+secret handshake. Meanwhile, Bill Clinton -- a virtual unknown on the
+national scene, despite the fact that he has been governor of Arkansas
+since he was 17 -- arrives in New Hampshire with a truck containing 957
+separate eight-point policies, a 55-gallon drum of nasal decongestant
+and enough hair spray to immobilize the Brazilian rain forest.
+	2 -- True Item: The Middle East is hit by its heaviest snowstorm in
+four decades.
+	3 -- In an unprecedented broadcasting development, an entire hour
+passes during which there is not ONE SINGLE COMMERCIAL featuring Michael
+Jordan. The FCC vows to investigate.
+	4 -- In Jerusalem, 47 Arabs and 38 Israelis are injured in the
+region's worst snowball fighting in four decades.
+	5 -- True item: A Florida state appeals court rules that Broward
+County Sheriff Nick Navarro has to stop an operation under which
+sheriff-department personnel MANUFACTURED CRACK COCAINE, then sold it to
+citizens, then arrested these citizens for buying it, because of course
+drugs are bad and need to be eliminated.
+	6 -- Medical researchers at Johns Hopkins announce that a five-year
+study of cholesterol has revealed that the letters in "cholesterol"
+can be rearranged to spell "hooter cells." Bacon futures soar.
+	7 -- The troubled airline industry announces that it will raise fares.
+In politics, New York Gov. Mario Cuomo calls a press conference to
+announce that, just in case anybody forgot, he has definitely ruled
+himself out of the presidential race. In a staggering economic blow to
+California's largest industry, the Food and Drug Administration calls
+for a moratorium on breast implants.
+	8 -- President Bush flies to Japan accompanied by 237 high-level
+aides, 322 leading U.S. business executives, 517 journalists, 856
+security personnel, the first lady, 26 grandchildren and both White
+House dogs. Left behind, tragically, is the black briefcase containing
+the presidential Pepto-Bismol.
+	9 -- Virginia Gov. Douglas Wilder pulls out of the presidential race,
+sending shock tremors through the estimated 15 people who knew he was
+running. Mario Cuomo calls an urgent press conference to announce that
+it will not be necessary for him to drop out, because he was never in.
+Elvis marks his 55th birthday with an appearance on the "Larry King
+Live" show.
+	10 -- In Tokyo, President Bush scores an economic coup as the Japanese
+government, under intense pressure to open its doors to U.S. imports,
+agrees to purchase a 1992 Chevrolet Caprice. At a formal dinner hosted
+by the prime minister, the president formalizes the agreement by
+performing the ceremonial Ralph of Friendship.
+	16 -- One year after the outbreak of the Gulf War, defeated and
+crestfallen dictator Saddam Hussein marks the occasion by attending the
+Invitational Kurd Shoot.
+	18 -- The Supreme Court votes 6-5 to strike down a federal law
+requiring audits of Supreme Court voting procedures.
+	20 -- The Japanese government's Caprice develops transmission trouble.
+	22 -- The New Hampshire primary campaign is thrown into an uproar when
+the major news media, having vowed to focus on The Issues, give
+extensive coverage to allegations by Gennifer Flowers in a supermarket
+tabloid that, over a 12-year period, she and Bill Clinton repeatedly met
+in secret to discuss his program for national health insurance.
+	24 -- An estimated 750 journalists attend an emotional press
+conference at which Gennifer Flowers plays a tape recording of a man,
+whom she identifies as Bill Clinton, revealing intimate details of his
+position on federal alfalfa subsidies.
+	26 -- In the most surprising Super Bowl finish in the game's 27-year
+history, the Washington Redskins and the Buffalo Bills agree to stop
+playing in the third quarter so they can watch Bill and Hillary Clinton
+discuss their marriage on "60 Minutes."
+                             	------
+	FEBRUARY
+	1 -- In sports, heavyweight rocket scientist Mike Tyson KO's himself.
+	2 -- In what has become a Groundhog Day tradition, Pennsylvania's
+famous furry critter "Punxsutawney Phil" emerges from hibernation and
+appears on "Larry King Live." The troubled airline industry announces
+that fares will henceforth be based on a complex formula involving the
+outcomes of collegiate hockey games. Bert Parks leaves to MC that Big
+Beauty Pageant in the Sky.
+	4 -- True Item: An archaeological expedition, guided by photographs
+taken from space, locates a "lost city" buried under the desert of
+southern Oman.
+	7 -- President Bush, responding to allegations that his use of the
+potent sleeping-pill Halcion has caused him to act erratically, angrily
+tells reporters that they are "big Methodist spiders."
+	8 -- The lost city in southern Oman is identified as Toledo, Ohio,
+which apparently has been missing since 1987, but nobody noticed until
+now.
+	10 -- Commemorating the 500th anniversary of Columbus' voyage,
+authentic reproductions of the sailing ships Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria
+set out for the "New World." Alex Haley returns to his "Roots."
+	11 -- In New Hampshire, Bill Clinton's character comes under further
+scrutiny when the news media obtain a 1969 photograph showing him
+reporting for a draft physical wearing a dress. Immediately, a new
+surprise front-runner emerges in the form of former U.S. senator and
+suspected pod person Paul E. Tsongas, who informs the press, via an
+interpreter, that, in order for the economy to recover, "everybody must
+swim laps." Mario Cuomo begins a 27-city bus tour of the Granite State
+to remind voters that he is not running.
+	12 -- The Nina, Pinta and Santa Maria sail off the edge of the Earth.
+	17 -- In Milwaukee, Jeffrey Dahmer is sentenced to life in prison with
+no refrigerator privileges.
+	18 -- President Bush's political vulnerability is exposed brutally in
+the New Hampshire primary balloting when he finishes just barely ahead
+of Pat Buchanan, and 47 points behind Mrs. Bush.
+	19 -- A historic accord is achieved in troubled Lebanon when
+representatives of all 19 warring factions meet to agree on a system of
+color-coded uniforms so everybody will know whom to shoot at. Elsewhere
+abroad, the beleaguered Cuban government announces a plan to ration
+gravity.
+	20 -- Appearing on "Larry King Live," H. Ross Perot announces that
+if his supporters put him on the ballot in all 50 states, he will have
+them all investigated. In Lebanon, the opening session of the Color-
+Coded-Uniform Conference erupts in gunfire following a dispute over
+which faction gets to wear teal.
+	21 -- In Winter Olympics action, NBC elects to simply re-broadcast
+videotapes of the luge and bobsled events from 1976, since nobody can
+tell the difference.
+	25 -- The U.S. Postal Service, bored with trying to deliver the actual
+mail, announces a plan to spend millions of taxpayer dollars deciding
+which face to put on the Elvis stamp.
+	26 -- In Washington, the Supreme Court, in a landmark 9-8 decision,
+rules that if you pass "GO," you don't HAVE to collect the $200.
+	27 -- Mario Cuomo calls a press conference to announce that he is
+withdrawing his face from consideration for the Elvis stamp.
+	28 -- The troubled airline industry enters the Betty Ford Clinic.
+                             	------
+	MARCH
+	1 -- Pat Buchanan wins the Austrian primary.
+	2 -- Saddam Hussein appears on "Larry King Live."
+	3 -- Business and academic professionals around the world are gripped
+by panic following dire warnings from numerous experts that tens of
+thousands of computers could be infected with the dread Michelangelo
+virus, set to strike on March 6.
+	4 -- A grim President Bush places U.S. armed forces on Full Red Alert
+in preparation for the expected onslaught of the dread Michelangelo
+virus.
+	5 -- Highways leading from major metropolitan areas are hopelessly
+jammed by millions of fear-crazed motorists fleeing from the oncoming
+Michelangelo virus.
+	6 -- As predicted, the dread Michelangelo virus erupts, wreaking
+untold havoc on an estimated one computer belonging to Rose Deegle of
+Rochester, N.Y., whose Christmas-card list is nearly wiped out. Vice
+President Quayle jets in to oversee the relief effort.
+	8 -- Michelangelo appears on "Larry King Live."
+	9 -- True Item: Led by the Surgeon General, U.S. doctors call on R.J.
+Reynolds to dump the "Old Joe" cartoon camel as a symbol for Camel
+cigarettes, on the grounds that it has great appeal to children.
+	10 -- Jerry Brown wins the Disneyland primary.
+	11 -- In New York, the trial of accused Mafia kingpin John Gotti is
+recessed while the judge considers a defense motion to declare a
+mistrial because "The air seems to be running a little low inside the
+55-gallon drum where we are keeping your honor's mother."
+	12 -- True Item: Tammy Faye Bakker announces that she is seeking a
+divorce, saying that waiting for her convicted evangelist troll husband,
+Jim, to get out of jail is "too hard on the physical body."
+	13 -- Controversy flares anew over professional baseball's escalating
+salaries when the Chicago Cubs sign a five-year, $43 million contract
+with catcher Tom Daily, who died in 1939.
+	14 -- In a heartwarming display of concern for the health of the
+young, R.J. Reynolds announces that it will dump "Old Joe," and that
+Camels will henceforth be represented by "Old Kermit the Frog."
+	17 -- A ray of sunshine penetrates the gloomy national mood as
+Americans delight to a hilarious new nightly TV comedy,
+"Congresspersons Explain Why They Were Not Responsible For Overdrawing
+Their Own Personal Checking Accounts As Many As Several Hundred Times In
+One Year," featuring a parade of elected officials maintaining straight
+faces while offering excuses that make the act of balancing a checkbook
+appear far more complex than a space-shuttle launch.
+	18 -- Convicted tax felon and Hotel Queen Leona Helmsley is sentenced
+to prison. Concerned about the pacing of its games, the National
+Football League decides to eliminate the "instant replay" after a
+study shows that seven games from the 1991 season are still going on.
+	19 -- The sergeant-at-arms of the House of Representatives, who had
+been responsible for the House bank, resigns to accept a key position in
+the savings-and-loan industry.
+	20 -- Hotel Queen Leona Helmsley escapes from prison by climbing out a
+third-floor window and shinnying down what police describe as "a very
+large strand of pearls."
+	22 -- New York City police suspect that escaped Hotel Queen Leona
+Helmsley could be at large in Manhattan following an incident in which a
+woman wearing a mink ski mask burst into a midtown beauty salon and
+forced an employee to pedicure her at gunpoint.
+	24 -- True Item: Mrs. Manuel Noriega is arrested at a Miami department
+store and charged with snipping 27 buttons off of 10 women's jackets.
+	25 -- In a major intelligence coup, the U.S. government learns that it
+might not need to have 300,000 troops defending West Germany from East
+Germany, because these are now THE SAME COUNTRY. Officials begin
+planning a lightning military maneuver that could mean that, by 1995,
+there will be only 150,000 U.S. troops defending Germany from itself.
+	29 -- Paul Tsongas drops out of the Democratic race and immediately
+surges ahead in the polls. The school board in Doober County, Ala.,
+responding to pressure from concerned parents, votes to ban "David
+Copperfield" from the high-school curriculum on the grounds that it
+"contains words."
+	30 -- Bill Clinton, wooing the weenie vote, says he tried marijuana,
+but was unable to inhale.
+	31 -- "Silence of the Lambs" is the big winner in the Academy Award
+ceremonies, which culminate in an emotional moment when Best Actor
+Anthony Hopkins breaks down on stage and ralphs up what is later
+identified as a segment of Best Actress Jodie Foster.
+                             	------
+	APRIL
+	1 -- Members of the U.S. House of Representatives vote to stop getting
+themselves re-elected by spending billions of taxpayer dollars on
+unnecessary weapons and military bases and moron projects for purposes
+such as asparagus research. April Fool.
+	2 -- True Item: Scientists announce the discovery of a massive, 1,500-
+year-old fungus in Michigan. It covers at least 37 acres, making it the
+largest living thing on Earth, after Rush Limbaugh. In New York, John
+Gotti is convicted on all 13 counts of racketeering and murder; the
+judge, in an unusual sentence, orders him "to be more careful next
+time."
+	3 -- An international arms-inspection team begins to suspect that Iraq
+may be concealing missiles when they happen to observe several downtown
+Baghdad "telephone poles" blasting into the sky.
+	4 -- A National Institutes of Health panel on weight control releases
+its long-awaited report, which unfortunately is unreadable because of
+chocolate stains. The giant Michigan fungus appears on "Larry King
+Live."
+	5 -- Sam Walton experiences the Ultimate Discount.
+	6 -- True Item: The ceremonial first pitch of the 1992 baseball
+season, thrown by President Bush in Baltimore's new stadium, lands in
+the dirt. Isaac Asimov returns to his Foundation.
+	7 -- Another True Item: The Supreme Court rules that undercover
+federal agents acted improperly in a "sting" operation wherein they
+spent more than two years relentlessly trying to sell child pornography
+to a Nebraska man, and then, when he finally ordered some, they arrested
+him. Legal scholars ponder what would happen if undercover agents
+accidentally purchased federally distributed kiddie porn with cocaine
+manufactured by the Broward County Sheriff's Office.
+	9 -- Great Britain elects an entire new government following a
+campaign that took less time, total, than U.S. politicians will need,
+later in the year, to agree on a debate format.
+	10 -- The Bush administration proposes legislation to shorten the
+distance between the pitcher's mound and home plate. Convicted savings-
+and-loan magnate Charles Keating is sentenced to 10 years in prison, but
+works out a deal wherein he will actually serve only 10 days of his own
+time, and use depositors' time for the rest of the sentence.
+	11 -- Sam Kinison has his last laugh.
+	12 -- In a triumph for the Bush administration following the U.S.
+invasion of Panama and a trial costing millions of dollars, a Miami jury
+convicts Manuel Noriega on charges of receiving stolen buttons.
+	13 -- Ross Perot announces that the country is all messed up, but that
+he has ordered a plan to fix everything and will reveal it just as soon
+as he takes delivery. His polls soar.
+	14 -- Bill Clinton's political strategists, concerned that Hillary
+could be hurting the campaign by appearing to harbor opinions, enroll
+her in the Donna Reed Housewife Rehabilitation Clinic, where she is
+confined to the much-feared Heloise Unit.
+	15 -- True Item: President and Mrs. Bush's tax returns are made
+public, revealing that in 1991 the President made $2,718 in royalties
+for his autobiography, whereas First Dog Millie made $889,176 for hers.
+	17 -- Downtown Chicago is paralyzed for what will turn out to be
+several days by a massive, multimillion-dollar flood, the cause of which
+is ultimately traced to the home of Arnold Spooterman, whose last words,
+according to his wife, were "We don't need a plumber. I'll just tighten
+this ..."
+	18 -- A closer inspection of the Bush tax return shows a business
+deduction for $457,756 worth of "chew toys."
+	21 -- NASA scientists, using sophisticated computer analysis of
+photographs obtained from the Hubble Space Telescope, report that there
+is a dead bug on the lens.
+	25 -- Ross Perot announces that his plan to fix the country up has
+been delayed because some parts had to be back-ordered, but it should
+arrive "within a couple of weeks." His polls soar.
+	27 -- The War on Drugs scores a major victory when U.S. agents, acting
+on a tip, arrest Peru.
+	29 -- Riots erupt in Los Angeles after residents obtain an advance
+copy of the "Murphy Brown" script in which she becomes an unwed
+mother.
+	30 -- Looting spreads to many areas of L.A., including Rodeo Drive,
+where witnesses report seeing escaped Hotel Queen Leona Helmsley
+breaking into a leading boutique by hurling a large diamond against the
+plate-glass window.
+                             	------
+	MAY
+	1 -- Political leaders from all over the nation rush to Los Angeles to
+express their concern for the inner city, until the TV lights go out.
+	5 -- Ross Perot's poll ratings surge again after he announces that his
+plan to fix the country finally did arrive, but had to be sent back
+because of a faulty binding. Hillary Clinton, newly released from a
+successful treatment at the Donna Reed Housewife Rehabilitation Clinic,
+declares that the No. 1 concern of the public is "closet space."
+	6 -- The final credits roll for Marlene Dietrich.
+	11 -- True Item: United Airlines announces that it will serve
+McDonald's food on more than 250 flights departing daily from Chicago's
+O'Hare airport.
+	14 -- Another True Item: Sen. Dennis DeConcini, D-Ariz., endorsing a
+balanced-budget amendment, says: "We're going to finally wrestle to the
+ground this gigantic orgasm that is just out of control."
+	15 -- Damage is estimated at $3.7 million after a United Airlines
+pilot attempts to taxi a fully loaded 727 up to a McDonald's drive-thru
+window.
+	16 -- Sen. Dennis DeConcini denies any knowledge of a life-size
+inflatable copy of the federal budget found in his car.
+	18 -- Halcion gets a clean bill of health when a Food and Drug
+Administration panel reports that the controversial drug "poses
+absolutely no threat to the little talking harmonicas that live in your
+nose." Lawrence Welk passes away, but this is not expected to affect
+his performing skills.
+	19 -- Tributes to Johnny Carson dominate the airwaves as the beloved
+"Tonight Show" host, in his last week on the air, is visited by a
+glittering array of celebrities, including Cher, Newt Gingrich and
+devastated Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein, who tells the late-night
+legend that he never misses the monologue, "even when I'm in the
+bunker."
+	20 -- In a major policy address, Dan Quayle points out that Dumbo's
+mom was unwed, thereby touching off riots in four major cities. On the
+"Tonight Show," Johnny's guests include Marky Mark and the Joint
+Chiefs of Staff.
+	21 -- In what will later be viewed as a mistake, the crack Middle East
+Peace Negotiating Team is sent into what used to be Yugoslavia. Johnny
+Carson plays host to Mother Teresa, the Chicago Bulls, Telly Savalas,
+Susan Sontag and Weird Al Yankovic.
+	22 -- In Los Angeles, a judge orders police officers acquitted of
+beating Rodney King to be re-tried, this time by a jury that is not
+legally blind. At the White House, Dan Quayle is bitten by Millie, best-
+selling author and unwed mother. On his much-anticipated final show,
+Johnny Carson, following a moving tribute by Princess Diana, Orson
+Welles and six of the original 12 apostles, announces that he has
+decided not to retire.
+	30 -- A Milwaukee judge rules that a Chicago man, whose sperm was used
+to fertilize an egg removed from an Atlanta woman who was paid by a
+Detroit couple who have since divorced and are now in a bitter court
+dispute over what brand of refrigerator to keep the embryo in, DOES have
+the right to be in the first segment when the story is featured on
+"Oprah."
+                             	------
+	JUNE
+	1 -- Uncertainty grips the Middle East as brain surgeons in Jordan
+work for seven hours on PLO leader Yasser Arafat, but are unable to get
+that cloth thing off his head.
+	3 -- Bill Clinton, seeking to improve his image among young voters,
+goes on "The Arsenio Hall Show" and, after donning a pair of dark
+sunglasses, smokes a joint.
+	4 -- Thousands of delegates from all over the world jet to Rio de
+Janeiro for the Earth Summit, an event that scientists predict will
+severely deplete the planet's dwindling supply of hors d'oeuvres.
+	8 -- By an unfortunate coincidence, the annual "Tailhook" convention
+of naval aviators happens to be booked into the same Las Vegas hotel as
+the Association of Women Karate Instructors. "I had no idea," states
+one observer, "that an aviator could fly that far without an aircraft.
+"
+	9 -- At the Earth Summit, a day of often-heated debate finally draws
+to a close when delegates, by an unexpectedly close margin, vote to
+order the veal scaloppine. Jimmy Hoffa appears on "Larry King Live."
+	10 -- Doubts arise concerning Ross Perot's claim to be a Washington
+"outsider" after The New York Times reports that the Dallas
+billionaire owns the Smithsonian Institution, the Lincoln Memorial and
+an estimated 53 percent interest in the House of Representatives. New
+"Tonight Show" host Jay Leno welcomes special guest George Bush, who
+seeks to improve his image among younger voters by performing "Smoke on
+the Water" on the ukulele. Earth Summit delegates vote to distribute
+680,000 copies of the 571-page Official Earth Summit Manifesto to End
+Waste and Souvenir Album.
+	11 -- The U.S. Senate, after intense lobbying by the National Rifle
+Association, defeats a bill banning handguns in the womb.
+	12 -- In a landmark decision, a federal judge in Los Angeles rules
+that if the National Endowment for the Arts is going to use taxpayers'
+money to buy art, the taxpayers should get to decide what KIND of art.
+	13 -- Ross Perot, appearing on the David Letterman show, wows young
+voters with a rendition of "Stairway to Heaven" on a nose flute. The
+National Endowment for the Arts purchases 3.4 million paintings of dogs
+playing poker. Scientists detect a large new hole in the ozone layer,
+believed to be caused by fumes from flaming desserts served at the Earth
+Summit.
+	14 -- The U.S. House, after a lengthy session during which virtually
+every member gets up and makes an impassioned speech stating that
+Something Must Be Done about the deficit, rejects the balanced-budget
+amendment.
+	15 -- President Bush's brain trust, seeking some positive press
+coverage, shrewdly decides to send the President to Panama, where he is
+welcomed by happy natives who stage an enthusiastic welcoming
+demonstration until they are driven off by tear gas.
+	16 -- As the ongoing Iran-Contra investigation enters its 19th year,
+Special Prosecutor Lawrence Walsh calls a press conference to announce
+that he is appointing a Special Task Force to try to remember who the
+"Contras" were.
+	17 -- Seeking to boost the sagging U.S. humor industry, Vice President
+Quayle gives a spelling lesson.
+	18 -- True Item: A federal audit shows that William Reilly, the head
+of the Environmental Protection Agency, which sets strict mileage
+standards for cars owned by ordinary humans, often drives a federal car
+that gets 6.3 miles per gallon.
+	23 -- In yet another indication of public anger, voters in Kansas
+approve a referendum mandating the death penalty for anybody who runs
+for Congress more than twice.
+	27 -- Ross Perot, angered by allegations of former campaign staff
+members that he pried into their private lives, threatens to release
+photographs of them naked. The summer's smash movie hit is "Batman
+Returns," featuring a bizarre array of evil new characters such as
+"The Penguin," played by Danny DeVito; and the "Cat Woman," played
+by escaped Hotel Queen Leona Helmsley. EPA head William Reilly is
+arrested for whaling. Education Vice President Quayle explains to a
+Detroit high-school science class that airplanes can fly because of
+"big bees in the wings."
+                             	------
+	JULY
+	1 -- With the economy mired in a recession and Democrats preparing to
+nominate a highly skilled campaigner in Bill Clinton, Republican Party
+strategists realize that their only realistic hope for guaranteeing
+George Bush's re-election is to mess up Ross Perot's daughter's wedding.
+	2 -- Financially troubled Braniff Airlines suddenly ceases operations,
+but officials assure nervous passengers that most flights "should be
+able to glide to safety."
+	3 -- In a top-secret nighttime launch, the U.S. military orbits a
+nuclear-powered $47.5 million state-of-the-art laser-equipped satellite
+designed to mess up Ross Perot's daughter's wedding.
+	7 -- A freak tidal wave hits Daytona Beach, Fla., baffling scientists.
+	8 -- In a hopeful development involving the international debt crisis,
+Brazil promises world bankers that it will pay them their money
+"tomorrow." In Daytona Beach, the tidal-wave mystery is resolved when
+satellite photos detect Ted Kennedy breast-stroking about three miles
+offshore.
+	9 -- The U.N. Security Council meets in a closed session with
+representatives of the CIA, the FBI, the Mafia, the Trilateral
+Commission, the Justice League of America and the Fantastic Four to
+finalize secret plans for messing up Ross Perot's daughter's wedding.
+World bankers arrive in South America to discover that Brazil, according
+to neighboring Argentina, moved out the night before after packing all
+of its natural resources into a U-Haul truck.
+	10 -- Bill Clinton, in a shrewd tactical move designed to woo the
+crucial department-store-mannequin vote, picks Al Gore as his running
+mate. Meanwhile, the U.S. Sixth and Seventh Fleets, accompanied by seven
+"Thumper" class nuclear submarines and elements of the 4th, 9th, 16th
+and 28th Tactical Air Flying Bomber Squadrons, proceed at maximum speed
+toward a secret rendezvous point in the Caribbean, where they receive
+Urgent Priority Code Red instructions to "use whatever means necessary,
+including nuclear weapons, to mess up Ross Perot's daughter's wedding."
+Eric Sevareid goes to heaven, where he will be constantly mistaken for
+God.
+	13 -- True Item: In the Pacific Ocean, the U.S. Navy missile cruiser
+Cowpens messes up during a training exercise and informs an Australian
+commercial airliner via radio that unless it changes course immediately,
+"you will be fired upon."
+	14 -- In New York, delegates to the Democratic Convention, sensing a
+chance for victory after 12 years out of power, roar with approval when
+a passionate Mario Cuomo declares that he "might still be available."
+	16 -- Ross Perot, sacrificing personal gratification to save the
+nation from the devastation that would inevitably result from the
+international conspiracy to mess up his daughter's wedding, announces
+that he does not wish to be president, forcing many of his followers to
+turn to their second choice, the Rev. Sun Myung Moon. The surprise
+announcement sends a wave of elation through the Democratic convention
+in New York, where new nominee Bill Clinton, launching into his
+acceptance speech, boldly declares that he loves his mom.
+	17 -- Increasingly suspicious U.N. arms inspectors observe as Iraqi
+dictator Saddam Hussein, visiting a street market, purchases a 17-foot-
+long "zucchini" clearly labeled "50 megatons." A grim-faced
+President Bush threatens to "send troops partway to Baghdad, then order
+them to stop." In New York, Bill Clinton nears the halfway mark in his
+acceptance speech.
+	18 -- Bill Clinton concludes his acceptance speech and sets out on a
+bus tour of the Heartland with Al Gore, whose body is unable to bend
+enough to fit in the bus seats, so his aides just stick him up on the
+luggage rack, still in a waving position.
+	22 -- The Colombian government's commitment to the War on Drugs comes
+into question after Pablo Escobar, the world's leading cocaine dealer,
+manages to escape from the Envigado prison, along with nine henchmen, by
+telling guards he needs to retrieve his Frisbee.
+	25 -- Clinton and Gore are forced to abandon their Heartland campaign
+trip when their bus is "mistakenly" fired on by the U.S. missile
+cruiser Cowpens.
+	28 -- In the War on Drugs, the hideout of Pablo Escobar is located and
+surrounded by 2,000 Colombian troops, but the wily cocaine lord manages
+to make his escape after shouting, "Your fly is down!"
+	29 -- In Olympic basketball action, the Dream Team defeats the
+Republic of Zwit 563-4, with Charles Barkley scoring 153 points before
+being ejected late in the second quarter for arson.
+                             	------
+	AUGUST
+	1 -- This would have been an excellent time for South Floridians to
+check on their homeowners' insurance.
+	2 -- In Olympic basketball action, the Dream Team, seeking to save
+time, defeats teams from Brazil, Poland and Canada simultaneously.
+	5 -- By a 27-18 vote, the Supreme Court rules that, once on the
+island, Gilligan is not legally required to obey orders from the
+Skipper.
+	6 -- In Olympic basketball, the Dream Team defeats an invading force
+of Atomic Death Robots From The Planet Dorg. Elsewhere in sports, the
+San Francisco Giants threaten to move to Tampa Bay.
+	7 -- True Item: The Environmental Protection Agency declares that lawn
+mowers are a source of air pollution. All over America, deeply concerned
+guys have no choice but to abandon their grass-cutting plans and take
+planet-saving naps.
+	8 -- Basketball legend Larry Bird retires, citing concern over Ross
+Perot's daughter's wedding.
+	14 -- John Sirica receives the Big Subpoena.
+	18 -- As the Republican Party, facing an uphill fight, gathers in
+Houston for a crucial convention, millions of issues-conscious American
+voters focus their full attention on Woody Allen and Mia Farrow.
+	19 -- Pat Buchanan gives the Bush-Quayle ticket a nice boost,
+appealing to a broad spectrum of Americans with a speech entitled,
+"Vote For Us; We're Better Than You." The Giants threaten to move to
+Dayton, Ohio.
+	20 -- The troubled General Motors Corp. announces that, in an effort
+to cut costs, it will stop making cars. At the Republican Convention,
+it's Traditional Family Values night, as delegates burn a suspected
+witch.
+	21 -- In a widely praised speech accepting his renomination, President
+Bush, showing a new awareness of the task ahead, pledges to "think up
+some programs or something." Hillary Clinton challenges Barbara Bush to
+a bake-off.
+	22 -- Vice President Quayle, shrewdly stealing a page from the
+Democrats' strategy, embarks on an Oscar Meyer Weinermobile Tour of the
+Heartland. The Giants threaten to move to France.
+	23 -- Hurricane Andrew approaches South Florida. Desperate residents
+shop for plywood, batteries, flashlights and canned food. Roofers price
+luxury cars. In politics, representatives of the Bush and Clinton camps
+begin negotiating the bake-off format.
+	24 -- Hurricane Andrew hits the mainland, setting in motion one of the
+largest domestic relief efforts in U.S. history as public and private
+organizations send in billions of dollars, tons of supplies, thousands
+of relief workers, and an estimated two insurance adjustors.
+	27 -- In politics, bake-off negotiations are stalled when the Clinton
+camp rejects a proposed all-cookie format; a spokesperson argues that
+"there has to be pie representation."
+	29 -- Confusion continues to plague the hurricane cleanup effort as an
+Army troop convoy, transporting 50,000 tons of relief Spam through an
+area with no working traffic signals, attempts to obey obscure hand
+gestures being flashed at intersections by well-meaning but highly
+nonprofessional volunteer traffic directors, and winds up driving into
+the Atlantic Ocean, where it is mistakenly fired upon by the missile
+cruiser Cowpens.
+                             	------
+	SEPTEMBER
+	1 -- President Bush, in a move that his aides stress has nothing to do
+with electoral votes, announces plans to build a major naval base in
+Illinois.
+	2 -- International arms monitors voice renewed concern when an
+operable nuclear warhead from the former Soviet Union shows up in the
+Action Figures section of a Passaic, N.J., Toys "R" Us.
+	4 -- In an effort to make the hurricane recovery more efficient, Dade
+County, Fla., approves a plan permitting mobile-home manufacturers to
+set up thousands of new units that have been predestroyed at the
+factory, thus reducing paperwork later on. The Giants threaten to move
+to the National Hockey League.
+	6 -- General Motors offers a credit card.
+	9 -- In a political scandal that the Bush administration can ill
+afford, newspapers report that a State Department political appointee
+has improperly used the Freedom of Information Act to obtain and
+distribute crucial information concerning Hillary Clinton's brownie
+ingredients. Bake-off negotiations collapse. In the troubled world
+currency market, the franc gains sharply against the mark.
+	10 -- In a controversial decision, Madonna wins the Miss America
+Pageant.
+	12 -- A team of surgeons at the Houston Medical Center successfully
+implants a miniature dinette set inside the brain of a 57-year-old
+asthma sufferer. "It won't help him," notes a spokesperson, "but it
+is covered by insurance." In sports, the Giants threaten to move to the
+14th Century.
+	13 -- Due to a manufacturing defect, General Motors is forced to
+recall 275,000 credit cards. In troubled world currency action, the
+pound falls sharply against the lira, knocking it into the pfennig,
+which suffers a minor injury.
+	17 -- With the nation facing harsh choices on major issues concerning
+the economy, health care and the ever-spiraling federal budget deficit,
+the U.S. Congress, long ridiculed for shortsighted political cowardice,
+stuns its many critics by summoning up the courage and vision to pass,
+after heated debate, a law regulating cable-TV rates.
+	21 -- True Item: A high-school teacher in a Chicago suburb reveals
+that he punishes students by making them listen to tapes of Frank
+Sinatra. In the ongoing world currency crisis, the yen calls up Domino's
+and, disguising its voice, has 200 pepperoni pizzas delivered to the
+peso.
+	25 -- In a landmark ruling, an Orlando, Fla., judge declares that a
+12-year-old boy has the right to select his own parents. He selects
+Marge and Homer Simpson.
+	28 -- The political world is thrown into an uproar when Ross Perot,
+having thwarted the intergalactic plot to mess up his daughter's
+wedding, hints he may re-enter the presidential race. He invites Bush
+and Clinton campaign officials to visit him and indicate their views by
+spelling out words with their tongues on his shoes.
+	29 -- True Item: Police arrest Eric Adam Kaplan, a candidate for the
+Florida Legislature, and charge him with firing five bullets into the
+home of his opponent, incumbent Bob Starks, and wounding Starks' wife in
+the leg. Kaplan is immediately hired to direct Pat Buchanan's 1996
+campaign. World currency troubles continue as the mark claims to have
+photographs of the franc naked with the pound.
+	30 -- Political observers begin to suspect that something is afoot
+when Ross Perot, in what a spokesperson describes as "merely a gesture
+of appreciation, with no strings attached," donates $750 million to the
+Electoral College.
+	31 -- Ignore this. September has only 30 days.
+                             	------
+	OCTOBER
+	1 -- True Item: During a NATO exercise in the Aegean Sea, the U.S.
+aircraft carrier Saratoga accidentally launches two live missiles at a
+Turkish destroyer. Bill Clinton, wooing voters without lives, appears on
+"As the World Turns."
+	2 -- Ross Perot re-enters the presidential race, pledging to "clean
+up this mess in Washington" and "get these tiny CIA computers out of
+my teeth." The missile cruiser Cowpens begins steaming toward Turkey.
+President Bush appears on the Home Shopping Network.
+	3 -- In a shrewd public-relations move that garners enormous sympathy
+for her cause, whatever it is, follicly impaired singer Sinead O'Connor
+tears up a photo of the Pope.
+	5 -- After more than a month of on-again, off-again negotiations, a
+debate format is finally agreed upon, and all four major news networks
+interrupt their prime-time programming to present the first of four
+scheduled prime-time confrontations between Mia Farrow and Woody Allen.
+	6 -- Turkey surrenders to the United States.
+	10 -- True item: The Associated Press reports that a West Virginia man
+who had been drinking beer decided to clean three handguns, and wound up
+shooting himself in the foot THREE TIMES. He is immediately hired to
+direct strategy for the Bush campaign.
+	11 -- The Pope, appearing on the "Larry King Live" show, tears up a
+photograph of Sinead O'Connor.
+	13 -- In the first of four presidential debates, Bill Clinton promises
+to increase spending for jobs, education, health care, the environment,
+the infrastructure, the outfrastructure and parking, while at the same
+time reducing the deficit and cutting taxes for the middle class. Bush
+says Clinton is a bozo. Ross Perot says it's time to cut bait and talk
+turkey. All three candidates perform well in the Swimsuit Competition.
+	16 -- The three major vice-presidential candidates debate. Here is the
+complete transcript: "MY turn!" "No, MINE!" "What?" "Doodyhead!"
+"Weiner brain!" "Where am I?" "ARE TOO!" "AM NOT!" "What's
+going on?" "Liar liar pants on fire!" "Nanny nanny boo-boo!" "Who
+are these people?"
+	18 -- In Atlanta, during ceremonies opening Game Two of the World
+Series between the Braves and the Toronto Blue Jays, the Marine Corps
+color guard carries the Canadian flag upside-down. The Marine Corps
+stresses that this was "totally unintentional."
+	19 -- In the second presidential debate, Bill Clinton promises to
+increase spending on the inner cities, suburbs, rural areas, the
+wilderness, the ozone layer and the asteroid belt, while at the same
+time eliminating government waste and heart disease. George Bush says
+Clinton is a communist whoremonger. Ross Perot says you have to bale hay
+while the tractor is warm.
+	20 -- During ceremonies opening Game Three of the World Series in
+Toronto, a Royal Canadian Air Force marching unit, in a development that
+the Canadian government later stresses was "totally unintentional,"
+opens fire on the Marine Corps color guard.
+	21 -- Literature-lovers flock to bookstores to purchase the latest
+work by respected author and naked person Madonna, featuring photos of a
+number of celebrities, including Millie and -- in yet another blow to a
+once-proud institution -- four members of the British royal family.
+	22 -- Red Barber calls his final out.
+	23 -- In the third presidential debate, Bill Clinton promises to give
+every single voter a briefcase full of money, then clean the voter's
+garage, while at the same time fighting cavities and saving Bambi's mom
+from the hunters. George Bush says that Clinton is Satan. Ross Perot
+says you can't feed grits to a dead hog.
+	24 -- True Item: An astronomer at the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for
+Astrophysics predicts that the comet Swift-Tuttle could strike the Earth
+in 2126.
+	26 -- In the fourth and final presidential debate, Bill Clinton
+promises to give voters a magic pill that will enable them to live
+forever while at the same time never suffering from hair loss. George
+Bush bites Clinton on the leg. Ross Perot says it takes two snakes to
+cross a puddle. A post-debate poll of prospective voters shows that the
+majority of them believe the Braves should have used their relief
+pitchers more.
+	28 -- The Consumer Product Safety Committee orders that the comet
+Swift-Tuttle be equipped with an air bag.
+	29 -- Bill Clinton loses his voice and stops talking. He surges in the
+polls.
+	31 -- True Item: According to The Toledo (Ohio) Blade, "Two women who
+attended a Halloween party dressed as tampons were recovering from burns
+suffered when their costumes were set ablaze after they apparently came
+in contact with a cigarette lighter."
+                             	------
+	NOVEMBER
+	1 -- Pollsters report that the presidential race is tightening as
+voters swing from Clinton to Bush, with Perot support holding steady.
+The Food and Drug Administration announces strict new regulations
+governing tampon costumes.
+	2 -- Pollsters report that voters are swinging back from Bush toward
+Clinton, with Perot support dropping slightly.
+	3 -- Pollsters report that voters are edging back toward Bush, then
+suddenly darting back toward Clinton, with Perot supporters eating a ham
+sandwich.
+	4 -- Pollsters report that the voters, by a statistically significant
+margin, are saying that the election was yesterday, which means somebody
+already got elected, although due to the margin of error it will be
+necessary to conduct more polls to confirm this.
+	5 -- In post-election activity, President Bush, insisting that he is
+"not bitter at all," orders the missile cruiser Cowpens to fire a
+strike against his own campaign headquarters. Meanwhile, Clinton,
+speaking in sign language, indicates that he may not be able to
+IMMEDIATELY fulfill all of his campaign promises, but he does expect,
+within the first 100 days, to ask Congress to declare National Reed
+Instruments Week.
+	6 -- News analysts, bored to death, declare that the Clinton
+presidency has failed.
+	7 -- Socks the cat appears on the "Larry King Live" show.
+	8 -- Clinton is plunged into the first major controversy of his failed
+presidency when top-level military officials object to his plan to
+eliminate the armed forces' long-standing policy against admitting
+people who have good haircuts.
+	10 -- The failed Clinton presidency faces yet another crisis, this
+time a potential trade war that looms when France, in negotiations over
+the General Agreement on Tariffs and Trade, defiantly rejects a U.S.
+demand that the French Ministry of Agriculture stop subsidizing escargot
+ranchers.
+	11 -- The Supremes Court, in a 3-0 ruling, declares that love is like
+an itching in your heart, and baby, you can't scratch it.
+	13 -- In sports, Heavyweight champion Evander Holyfield is defeated by
+challenger Bobby Fischer.
+	16 -- Bill Clinton angrily defends his choice of Vernon Jordan as
+transition chief, claiming that Jordan's ties to the tobacco industry
+will have "no effect" on Cabinet appointments. In the worsening Trade
+War, Hillary Clinton, taking a more aggressive role now that the
+election is over, orders the missile cruiser Cowpens to fire a strike
+against the French wine tanker LeSnot.
+	19 -- In the worsening trade war, leakage from LeSnot causes what the
+EPA calls the worst wine spill in the nation's history, a 600-mile wide
+blot of Bordeaux approaching the U.S. mainland and expected to make
+landfall in Virginia, where angry residents argue that a Cabernet would
+have been far more appropriate. Clinton names Joe the Camel as secretary
+of agriculture.
+	20 -- The trade war ends with a total French capitulation after
+Hillary threatens to place a 300 percent export duty on Jerry Lewis
+movies.
+	26 -- Adding more woes to Britain's troubled royal family, a fire
+strikes the Queen's clothes closet, destroying 4,317 hats with an
+estimated street value of $11. Superman dies, probably as a result of
+wearing the same underwear for 50 years.
+	29 -- NASA officials hope to see a boost for the troubled space
+program as the Space Shuttle Adventuresome blasts into space on a daring
+mission to repair a faulty hose in the $34.3 million Orbital Washer-
+Dryer orbited in a daring mission the previous month. In other space
+developments, the Giants threaten to move to Saturn.
+                             	------
+	DECEMBER
+	1 -- What begins as a friendly transitional get-together between the
+Bushes and Clintons ends in tragedy when Millie ralphs up what is later
+identified as Socks the cat. In space, astronauts replace the Orbital
+Washer hose, only to discover that the Orbital Dryer has lost its $13.6
+million Space Lint Filter. The Space Shuttle Opportunity immediately
+blasts into orbit on a daring resupply mission.
+	3 -- Professional baseball's owners, meeting to set the 1993 schedule,
+vote unanimously to eliminate the actual games so everybody can devote
+full time to contract hassles.
+	5 -- NASA suffers another setback when both the Shuttle Adventuresome
+and the Shuttle Opportunity develop severe blockages in their $21.7
+million Space Toilets. Space officials order the Shuttle Determined to
+blast into orbit and attempt a daring mission to deploy the experimental
+$103.9 million Space Plunger.
+	8 -- Congress, seeking to ease the pain during difficult times,
+approves a $34.7 million program to teach defeated and retiring
+congresspersons how to deal with ordinary civilian life, including
+courses on Paying For Your Own Meal, Parking With Common People, Not
+Writing Checks For More Money Than You Actually Have, and How To Buy A
+Postage Stamp And Attach It To An Envelope.
+	14 -- In Britain, rumors flare anew concerning the troubled marriage
+of Charles and Diana after a tabloid newspaper obtains a tape-recording
+of an intimate telephone conversation between Charles and a party he
+refers to as "Weejums."
+	19 -- In a surprise Cabinet move, Bill Clinton appoints Gennifer
+Flowers as secretary of human affairs. In space, NASA's daring space-
+repair effort comes to naught when the commander of the Space Shuttle
+Determined, upon reaching orbit, discovers that the craft is
+unmaneuverable due to the fact that a previous commander accidentally
+left "The Club" on the steering wheel. NASA officials immediately
+order the Shuttle Reliable to blast into orbit on a daring mission to
+deliver the key.
+	23 -- Britain is shocked by the revelation that "Weejums" is a polo
+pony. The Supreme Court votes 53-1 to request more pornography cases.
+	24 -- The American Medical Association, concluding a 10-year study on
+why health-care costs are rising so fast, reports that the fundamental
+cause "could be a number of things," so "we're going to schedule some
+tests," but there is no need to worry because "insurance will pay for
+it." Reaching across party lines, Bill Clinton appoints Orrin Hatch as
+Proctologist General.
+	25 -- Santa narrowly avoids a missile fired by the Cowpens.
+	26 -- Allegations of Japanese "dumping" on the U.S. auto market
+flare anew when 9-year-old Jason Loogett of Memphis, Tenn., discovers a
+Toyota minivan in his Cracker Jacks. In other business news, the Food
+and Drug Administration announces a ban on molecules.
+	27 -- Superman returns to life on "Larry King Live."
+	28 -- In yet another setback for NASA, the Space Shuttle Reliable is
+rammed by the Space Shuttle Exxon Valdez, which is 357,000 miles off
+course.
+	27 -- Saddam Hussein purchases the Giants.
+	31 -- A grateful nation celebrates the end, at last, of a truly
+bizarre year, unaware that the crack Middle East Peace Negotiating Team,
+having done all it can for the former Yugoslavia, is now heading for New
+York. Meanwhile, bands of white men in dark suits are converging on New
+Hampshire to begin laying the groundwork for their bids for the 1996
+presidential primary. Fortunately, however, serious campaigning is not
+expected to begin until next week. Until then, have a Happy New Year.
+________________________________________________________________________
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+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0023] UNIX: Novell buying Unix System Labs
+Keywords: surfpunk, USL, Novell, Dennis Ritchie, timeline, Esau
+
+For phair use only.                     			--strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: From Open Systems Today, 4jan93, p4
+
+What they're saying about the proposed sale of 
+Unix System Laboratories to Novell.   
+
+
+Dennis Ritchie (co-creator of UNIX):
+
+	And Jacob said, Sell me this day thy birthright.  And Esau
+	said, Behold, I am at the point to die: and what profit shall
+	this birthright do to me?  And Jacob said, Sewar to me this
+	day; and he sware unto him: and he sold his birthright unto
+	Jacob.  Then Jacob gave Esau bread and pottage of lentils; and
+	he did eat and drink, and rose up, and went his way:  thus Esau
+	despised his birthright.  
+						Genesis 25: 31-34
+
+	... lest there be any fornicator, or profane person, as Esau,
+	who for one morsel of meat sold his birthright.  For ye know
+	how that afterward, when he would have inherited the blessing,
+	he was rejected:  for he found no place of repenetance, though
+	he sought it carefully with tears.
+
+						Hebrews 12:16-17
+
+Richard Stallman (Free Software Foundation):
+
+	It's not very important who owns USL; what matters is what USL
+	is doing, and how it affects the community.  AT&T got a free
+	ride from UCB for a decade.  UNIX first became popular in its
+	Berkeley version, because of the features UCB added.  The
+	successor of AT&T, accustomed to an unearned advantage, is
+	infuriated that UCB now aims to help everyone alike.
+
+John Gilmore (Cygnus Support):
+
+	Novell would give Microsoft the biggest kick in the pants it
+	had ever seen if they would fire all the USL lawyers and make
+	the UNIX system free to everyone in source code.  Suddenly, the
+	best high-end OS would have free distribution and a huge
+	network of support people (the Internet).  Novell retains
+	control by providing a strong central organization that defines
+	the future of UNIX.  They should be able to make $100 million a
+	year just charging for support.  Fewer lawyers and licenses and
+	more solid work is what'll beat Microsoft.  Factionalism and
+	more legal leeching will play right into the hands.
+
+Ed Krol (author of The Whole Internet User's Guide And Catalog):
+
+	What I see now is UNIX being another weapon of the NT wars of
+	'93.  If there is market pressuer to change UNIX in some way,
+	there will be a lot of pressure for Novell to just do it,
+	because it will mean a lot to them to lose the initial
+	battles.  So I am afraid that UNIX will change less for the
+	good of the future of UNIX and more for the good of the future
+	of Novell.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+Timeline:  (Excerpts from Open Systems Today, 4jan93, pp4-5)
+
+1969: Ken Thompson boots the first single-tasking, single-user UNIX
+      on a PDP-7
+
+1971: AT&T's Patent Office becomes first UNIX user
+
+1974: ACM publishes Thompson & Ritchie's paper on UNIX
+
+1975: Bell Labs licesnses UNIX to universities as a recruitment lure
+
+      Thompson takes a sabbatical to teach undergrad courses at
+      UC-Berkeley; holds informal evening classes in UNIX internals
+
+1978: First production VAX delivered to Bell Labs for UNIX port
+      in March.  
+
+      Bill Joy gets a tape of the finished port at Berkeley in November.
+
+1979: Berkeley bids for ARPAnet research contract -- leads to the Internet
+
+1981: SUN founded by Andy Bechtolsheim to manufacture processor boards
+      he designed for a Stanford thesis
+
+1982: SUN becomes Sun Microsystem; Bill Joy joins, bringing Berkeley 
+      BSD along.
+
+      AT&T announces it will "support" UNIX.
+
+1984: AT&T officially enters the computer business with its 3B family
+
+1985: Sun intros NFS
+
+      AT&T and Sun announce plans to merge SVR3 and BSD 4.2 by spring '86
+
+1987: X Window System catapulted into standardhood by consortium of
+      17 vendors out to prevent Sun's NEWS from becoming a standard
+
+1988: AT&T buys 20 percent of Sun
+
+      Ken Olsen [Digital] makes famous, oft-misquoted, "snake-oil" remark
+
+      Internet worm, Nov 2  [Gene Spafford on TV...]
+
+1991: AT&T buys NCR
+
+      Apple and IBM announce joint venture
+
+      Sun renames SunOS "Solaris 1.0"
+
+      Novell NetWare is available for most UNIX versions
+
+1992: Novell/USL joint venture Univel officially formed
+
+      NetWare gets TCP/IP support
+
+      Novell announces intent to purchase USL
+	
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: around Chrismastime.  Old news.
+
+
+Novell, Inc. and AT&T jointly announced today they have
+signed a letter of intent for Novell to acquire UNIX Systems Laboratories.
+
+USL is a subsidiary of AT&T that provides computer vendors with the UNIX
+operating systems and related software and services based on open,
+international standards for computing and communications.
+
+Under the terms of the letter of intent, existing shares of USL common
+stock would be exchanged for up to 12.3 million newly issued shares of
+Novell common stock in a tax-free merger accounted for as a purchase.
+Novell would issue approximately 11.1 million shares of common stock to
+the current non-Novell USL shareholders.  In addition the outstanding USL
+stock options and other equity incentives would be exchanged for Novell
+stock all in accordance with the terms of USL employee plans and the
+definitive agreement.
+
+AT&T owns approximately 77 percent of the outstanding shares of USL.
+Novell currently holds approximately 5 percent of USL's outstanding stock,
+and 11 other investors hold approximately 18 percent.
+
+The signing of the letter of intent has been approved by the boards of
+directors of Novell and AT&T, but the merger remains subject to the approval
+of USL stockholders, regulatory approvals, the signing of a definitive
+merger agreement and other normal conditions to closing.  The acquisition
+is expected to be completed during the first calendar quarter of 1993.
+
+"Our support of UNIX systems, as evidenced by our earlier investment in
+USL and the joint creation of Univel, has been driven by the widespread
+use of UNIX at our customer sites and by our desire to work closely with
+our industry partners," said Raymond J. Noorda, preseident and chief
+executive officer of Novell.  "This acquisition is being done at the
+urging of customers who have asked us to support the UNIX system directly
+and integrate it more fully within the NetWare environment.  This reflects
+the growing importance of UNIX systems which are increasingly being used
+for rightsizing business applications on computer networks."
+
+Novell recognizes and values the importance of UNIX as an open accessible
+technology to OEM partners and customers around the world.  As part of
+Novell, USL's commitment to fair and neutral access to UNIX technology
+will not change.
+
+Robert M. Kavner, AT&T group executive for communications products,
+reiterated what the compnay has said since 1991 that AT&T intended to reduce
+its ownership in USL, but that AT&T rmeains firmly committed to the UNIX
+system.  "Associating USL with Novel, another strong company, will allow
+USL to be an even more effective and flourishing force in the software
+industry," Kavner said.
+
+Roel Pieper, president and chief executive officer of USL, said:  "The
+two best technologies for open systems and interoperability are coming
+together within one company.  The UNIX system provides reliable, secure
+sophisticated capabilities for network computing applications.  The NetWare
+environment provides integrated cross-platform system services.   The
+combination of the two enables distributed computing solutions to be deployed
+simply and cost effectively - from desktops to mainframes."
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+After months of speculation and half-hearted denials Novell Inc last
+week finally made the move to acquire all of Unix System Laboratories
+Inc from AT&T Co and its eleven other stockholders.  On Sunday December
+20th at 10pm it signed a letter of intent to make the acquisition in a
+stock swap valued at roughly $320m for the 95% of USL it does not yet
+control. The sum is about four times USL's current revenues. The whole
+of USL was valued at $325m eighteen months ago when AT&T sold off the
+first 21.7%.  Novell expects to close the deal in the first quarter of
+1993. It has the blessings of USL's board, which includes
+representatives from Ing C Olivetti & Co SpA, Fujitsu Ltd,  and MIT,
+but the merger must still be approved by USL's other stockholders like
+Sun Microsystems Inc as well as the appropriate regulatory agencies.
+The three companies have been hammering out their understanding over
+the last few weeks: AT&T and USL have sought and reportedly received
+personal assurances from Novell chief Ray Noorda of the continued
+independence of Unix and the observation of the proprieties of open
+systems, neutrality and level playing fields. These terms must now be
+translated into a definitive agreement and a modus operandi that will
+be worked out on a daily basis between the two companies. USL will be
+run as a free- standing wholly-owned Novell subsidiary. Its current
+relationships with its OEMs and organisations such as the Open Software
+Foundation, Unix International and X/Open will be left intact as will
+its early access programmes. Its product line, including the Tuxedo
+transaction processing monitor, will be separate from Novell's.
+However, Novell, which claimed it was acting on the urgings of its
+customers, is expected to press the integration and interoperability of
+NetWare and Unix, the development of common management framework and
+common application framework ABIs to put at the service of third-party
+software developers and mission-critical accounts intent on rightsizing
+and employing distributed solutions. NetWare will be played as the
+network services provider and Unix as the application server.  The
+desktop will be anybody's game. Novell is promising tighter integration
+with MS-DOS, Windows, OS/2, Apple Mac and Unix clients.
+
+On the day the merger was announced, USL president Roel Pieper, who
+will report to Noorda, claimed a positive reaction to the move from
+AT&T's old enemies Hewlett-Packard Co and IBM who always fretted over
+AT&T's control, its hardware biases and its association with the bad
+blood that drove the industry apart. He told Unigram.X that the Novell
+takeover gives these companies "a more logical and fundamental
+opportunity to line up more," hinting that it may foster "things the
+market hasn't seen yet." It is believed the alignment of Novell behind
+Unix will make it more difficult for Microsoft Corp to run roughshod
+over the industry. Novell anticipates lending USL marketing,
+educational, services and infrastructure help that will accelerate the
+adoption of Unix. Sun Microsystems and its own software facility,
+SunSoft Inc, remain the merger's wild cards. Pieper tried and failed to
+get hold of the outfits to brief them and to gauge their reaction.
+Sun's warm and cuddly alliance with AT&T, the original cause of the
+bloody Unix wars, has now turned almost 180 degrees with Sun looking
+increasing out in the cold. AT&T said it should realise a gain in
+excess of $100m in net income and will hold 3% of Novell's stock. It
+expects it to increase in value.  Novell is handling the transaction as
+a purchase rather than a pooling of interests and will take a one-time
+write-off of up to $250m the quarter the deal closes. It will amortize
+the rest of the next five to fifteen years.  The only affect on the
+merger plan disgruntled stockholders, if there are any, could have is
+apparently to demand cash.
+
+The Federal Trade Commission has completed its 30-month investigation
+into the business practices at Microsoft Corp and has decided that the
+company has engaged in anticompetitive behaviour, according to the
+December 28 issue of  BusinessWeek .  It says the  investigators are
+preparing a wide range of recommendations on  how to proceed against
+Microsoft - everything from splitting the company into pieces, to
+erecting a Chinese Wall between divisions, to altering the way its
+software is sold to computer manufacturers.  If the commissioners vote
+to proceed against Microsoft, they may move quickly, the magazine
+says.  Agency staffers want the Commission to seek a Federal court
+injunction barring Microsoft from what they consider abusive
+practices.  Some Wall Street analysts responded in rage to the report,
+Reuter reports: "Even to have a recommendation of splitting up the
+company is ridiculous," says Piper Jaffray analyst David Rothschild.
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  UNIX is still a registered trademark.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Thu, 7 Jan 93 12:22:04 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0024@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (Yvsg lbhe nezf, jngpu lbhe xarrf, naq rkvg gb gur yrsg, cyrnfr)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0024] DIGEST: networks, gopher, WAX, jed, flat tires, Hacker Groups
+Keywords: surfpunk
+
+                               |      I agree -- your MX is phuqued.
+                               |                       -- jpd@nwu.edu
+                               |________________________________________
+
+
+Here are several items, related only in the fifth-dimesionsal 
+cosmic consciousness.                                           
+
+		Subject: Subgenius Digest V3 #217
+			Subject: networking
+			Subject: Networks
+		Subject: Re: Gopher+ Considered Harmful
+		Subject: "WAX" in San Francisco (Help!) + other playdates
+		Subject: The Story of the Anti-Jed
+		Subject: Slack and Flat Tires in Manila
+		Subject: Hacker Groups - Distribute Freely
+
+								--strick
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+Reply-To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
+Subject: Subgenius Digest V3 #217
+To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
+Sender: charlie@rtfm.mlb.fl.us
+
+Subgenius Digest            Fri,  1 Jan 93       Volume 3 : Issue 217
+
+------------------------------
+
+From: "D. V. Henkel-Wallace" <gumby@cygnus.com>
+Date: Thu, 31 Dec 92 15:15:05 EST
+Message-Id: <9212312015.AA00439@tweedledumb.cygnus.com>
+To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
+Subject: networking
+
+The current issue of the Economist, as is its wont each year, rates
+organizations that have "networking" value (like the trilateral
+commission, Skull and Bones, etc).  This year's list of the world's
+most significant include:
+
+ o - Internet and Usenet
+ o - The Illuminati
+
+Ominously, these two are numbers 2^4 and 17 on the list!
+
+------------------------------
+
+Message-Id: <9212311741.AA08664@media.mit.edu>
+To: subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
+Subject: Networks
+Date: Thu, 31 Dec 92 12:41:27 -0500
+From: Michael Travers <mt@media.mit.edu>
+
+The year-end issue of The Economist has an article on "influential
+networks" that mentions both the Internet and Bavarian Illuminati, not
+to mention such lesser organizations as Opus Dei, The Freemasons, and
+the Communist Party.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+From: mpm@boombox.micro.umn.edu (Mark P. McCahill)
+Newsgroups: comp.infosystems.gopher
+Subject: Re: Gopher+ Considered Harmful
+Date: 14 Dec 92 15:28:10 GMT
+Organization: Universty of Minnesota
+
+>In article <MARCA.92Dec11073613@wintermute.ncsa.uiuc.edu> Marc
+Andreessen, marca@ncsa.uiuc.edu writes:
+>What are the standards by which a networked information system can be
+>judged to be ``past critical mass''?
+>
+>Obviously gopher is past critical mass so far as campus-wide
+>information servers go, but that's a very minor part of the
+>information processing realm -- a fact that kills your general
+>argument.  Right?  Or is your statement implicitly qualified and I'm
+>just not noticing it?
+
+I looked at the log on our main gopher server and saw that between
+November 2 and December 7 there were 35,135 different machines that
+contacted our main server, and there were 1,006,275 requests
+(transactions) done by the server.  About 75% of this is from outside
+the University of Minnesota. I don't know if this qualifies as critical
+mass though :-).
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+Date: Sat, 2 Jan 93 16:21:52 EST
+From: artist1@rdrc.rpi.edu (Artist # 1)
+To: future@isis.cs.du.edu
+Subject: "WAX" in San Francisco (Help!) + other playdates
+
+A request for HELP here,
+
+as well as the bi-monthly posting of where my film is playing, in
+case you want to catch it.
+
+===========================================================
+"WAX or the discovery of television among the bees" (85:00)
+===========================================================
+
+WAX opened on Friday (Jan. 1st) at the Roxie Theatre in San
+Francisco. Due to a negative synergy apparently common the last
+several months between the papers and the houses that show
+independent films, there were NO REVIEWS for the opening, as far
+as I know. So if you live in San Francisco, and have any
+familiarity with the film, could you please mention it to people
+you know. As luck would have it, there was at least a really good
+writeup by Richard Kadrey in the winter Whole Earth Review (RK
+also wrote a review in Mondo back in August)... but it is really
+word of mouth which will save this run.
+
+The number at the Roxie is : (415) 863 1087
+
+The film moves over to the UC in Berkeley on Friday, Jan. 8, for
+2 days, (9 shows). There is are some new chances for press
+there, but I am afraid that the same situation may hold true...
+so, hello Berkeley... are you out there? If you know about WAX,
+please tell someone else about it.
+
+If you don't know anything about the film, you can write me, and
+I will send you a text file (about 70k now) with newspaper
+reviews, and a variety of descriptions; included are some net
+reviews I either found, or was lucky enough to have forwarded on
+to me. The film has already made 2 "10 best" lists here in New
+York (NY Press and another).
+
+
+You can write me at:
+
+artist1@rdrc.rpi.edu            (my name is David Blair)
+
+
+Obviously, I am self-distributing, in case you wonder why I have
+taken the taking the liberty of posting.
+
+
+-------------
+Following are some quotes, to warm you up, then the listing of
+playdates up until spring:
+
+
+William Gibson (author, Neuromancer, Count Zero, etc.) on WAX:
+
+"Authentically peculiar. Like something from the network vaults
+of an alternate universe."
+
+William T. Vollman (author, "You Bright and Risen Angels", "The
+Iceshirt", "The Rainbow Stories", all Penguin/Viking Press)
+
+"I admire your dark and paranoid visions in all of their
+intergalactic complexity."
+
+Larry McCaffery (editor, "Storming the Reality Studio: A Casebook
+on Cyberpunk and Postmodern Fiction", Duke University Press):
+
+"WAX strikes me as a truly major accomplishment, intellectually
+rich, verbally inventive, visually stunning, and -- perhaps most
+remarkable of all -- as emotionally resonant as any film I've
+come across in recent years."
+
+Brooks Landon (author, "Aesthetics of Ambivalence: Rethinking SF
+Film in the Age of Electronic (Re)Production", Greenwood Press)
+
+"WAX is like no movie you have ever seen. Call it postmodern,
+postcyberpunk... or post cinema, the point is this 85 minute
+celebration of the possibilities of "electronic cinema" may well
+indicate the future direction of SF film, if not "film" itself.
+
+Timothy Leary
+
+"WAX is a treat for the eyeballs, a delight for the receptor
+sites, a brilliant illumination for our left brains and our right
+brains!"
+
+
+
+
+Here are the screenings:
+
+Jan. 1-7
+Roxie, San Francisco
+Sat, Sun: 2,4,6,8,10 / Mon-Thur 6,8,10 (except no show Wed. at 8)
+(on film)
+
+Jan. 8.9
+UC, Berkeley
+Friday: 5,7,9,11 / Sat: 1,3,5,7,9
+
+[I deleted all the other dates ... they're in Chicago and Edinborough
+and places like that ...  :)   --m]
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+From: charlie@rtfm.mlb.fl.us (Charles Edward Patisaul)
+Message-Id: <9212312118.AA03513@rtfm.mlb.fl.us>
+Subject: The Story of the Anti-Jed
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Surfpunk Technical Journal)
+Date: Thu, 31 Dec 92 16:18:25 EST
+
+Originating from the Sunny Seaside Sub-Tropical Paradise of Melbourne, FL USA
+X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11]
+
+	I don't know if the subscribers of the SurfPunk Technical Journal are
+familiar with the famous Brother Jed, but if not all one must do is substitute
+your favorite self-righteous wandering in-your-face evangelist. 
+	Brother Jed tours College Campuses across the United State as part of
+his Campus Ministry USA Tour. He always has an entourage of disciples studying
+in the art of condemning HO-MOH-SEX-YOU-ALLS (much handwaving), anyone
+wearing spandex (lusty, lusty, lusty), red-headed women (the color of their
+hair is the color of their heart, and red is the color of the satan), actually
+anywomen who are freethinkers (the last time I saw his wife Sister Cindy, she
+was literally barefoot AND pregnant), all college females are semen swallowing
+fornicating whores, and we're all enrolled in the college of destruction 
+majoring in eternal damnation. I have seen Brother Jed wave the bible dare
+people to find passages in there that say anything against him, and then when
+the entire membership of AEPi (a jewish fraternity) start yelling quotes back
+in unison he carries on as if nothing has happened, he typically doesn't 
+respond to questions ans such from the audience but one time I happened to see
+him talking to a large group of black students who had asked him about slavery
+in the bible, he tried to explain that some races were just plain made inferior
+to others so that they could serve others. I just mention this to show that he
+sometimes is using bad judgement in talking to folks.
+	So here follows salvation, the story of the anti-jed...
+[from alt.brother-jed]
+
+>From alt.brother-jed Thu Dec 31 16:02:34 1992
+Newsgroups: alt.brother-jed
+Path: rtfm.mlb.fl.us!mlb.semi.harris.com!darwin.sura.net!zaphod.mps.ohio-state.edu!rpi!usenet.coe.montana.edu!Msu.oscs.montana.edu!uphrrmk
+From: uphrrmk@Msu.oscs.montana.edu
+Subject: the Anti-Jed
+Message-ID: <00965D1E.113CD5C0@Msu.oscs.montana.edu>
+Sender: usenet@coe.montana.edu (USENET News System)
+Reply-To: uphrrmk@Msu.oscs.montana.edu
+Organization: Montana State University
+Date: Tue, 29 Dec 1992 23:23:42 GMT
+Lines: 51
+
+     Someone wrote me a wonderful letter asking me to tell the tale of the
+anti-Jed.  Gather "round, keeds, 'Cos Auntie Maim has a story for you!
+
+     It began at the University of Minnesota Campus, where Jed isn't seen
+around much anymore.  Maybe he felt he couldn't tame this hotbed of
+Homma-sexuals, pagans, hoodlums, and Wiiiild Rebels.  Maybe the Sister Cindy
+Lookalike contest was partly responsible. Or maybe it was the anti-Jed.
+     Rumors of the anti-Jed sprang up a few years ago,  When a few friends of
+mine started their chapter of the Campus Crusade for Cthuhlu.(Remember, Keeds,
+Cthuhlu Cthaves!)  This was the same year a guy stood in front of Coffman Union
+giving $100 dollars to all the students there who were working their way
+through college.  He was rumored to be the anti-Jed.  
+     The anti-Jed was supposed to be the exact opposite of Brother Jed...kind,
+tolerant, friendly,with a sense of humor and a penchant for worshipping street
+meters and the odd Express Teller Machine.(put in your donation to the Money
+God, fill out the Sacrifice forms, and if the Money God is pleased, he'll spit
+out money for you.  If the Money God isn't pleased, he will chew up your card,
+and never give it back.)  In fact, the anti-Jed was rumored to be several
+people, just because there were reports of him EVERYWHERE.  People would follow
+lines of chalk that connected into a huge pentacle with The anti-Jed standing
+in the middle in bikini briefs, sunglasses, and usually holding discussions
+about bisexuality in Congress, the proper sacrifices to the Killer Squirrels
+who hung out near campus, (large, rude and scruffy beings, who insisted on
+snacks.  Squirrel muggings were rumored in Northrup Mall, and they would
+saunter into classrooms looking for food.  They were The anti-Jed's totem
+animals.)  Sometimes Brother Jed would be haranguing a group of students, and
+the most pointed, embarrasing questions would silence him for a couple of
+minutes, or trip him into saying something insanely stupid.  We had no doubt it
+was an Anti-Jed in one of his incarnations.For Example:
+    The AJ:  If all americans worshipped Jesus, would all the dry oil wells
+flow again?
+    The Jed-a-roni: Yes, they would.
+    AJ: So you're saying that God and Jesus is holding oil, and therefore our
+economy hostage until every man, woman, and child is Born Again?
+    Yes, the anti-Jed managed to make Brother Jed admit that God was an
+Eco-terrorist.(Eco for economy and environment.)
+     Sometimes Brother Jed would look haggard, gray faced and dull eyed.  We
+hypothesized that the Anti-Jed must have been haunting his concience with
+rationality, kindness, and other thoughts that were alien to his nature.  Not
+long after, he left, and hasn't been seen for a few years now.  Probably for
+easier prey--like the students of MSU in Montana, where I now live. Heh he hee.
+     Though I can't be the dark and scruffy specter that the anti-Jed was back
+home at the U of M, I can go on in the spirit he forged in us... This spring,
+I'm going to mobilize somestreet theater, to be ready when Jed or his sidekicks 
+appear to win the hearts of the poor kids here.  Elvis worship, with a
+translator for Elvis-ese and Brother-Jed-ese.  The anti-Jed would have wanted
+it that way.
+
+                                    Ignorance and hate is fatal,
+                                    La Mort.
+
+
+-- 
+Charles E. Patisaul        charlie@rtfm.mlb.fl.us       Melbourne, Florida USA
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
+Subject: Slack and Flat Tires in Manila
+Date: Tue, 29 Dec 92 10:54:53 -0600
+From: humphrie@ssc.wisc.edu
+
+Quoted from a wire story by Eileen Guerrero, AP:
+
+MANILA, Philippines -- Convinced flat tires were the key to salvation,
+religious cultists deflated tires on scores of buses and cars Monday,
+paralyzing traffic throughout the city. ...
+
+"This is God's order to let out air," said Honora Dimagila, 44, who was
+arrested Monday. "Air is from God. This is the solution to the crisis in
+our country."
+
+Cults enjoy a wide following in the Philippines, the only predominately
+Roman Catholic country in Asia. The military has sponsored anti-Communist
+cults, whose members believe sacred amulets protect them from bullets. [The
+kevlar flak jackets from the Great Satan in DC probably help too.]
+
+Handbills distributed by the cult, called the Reserved Manpower of the Good
+Wisdom for All Nations, said deflating tires was, "God's way of stopping
+bad deeds."
+
+The handbills promised a new era of equality and social justice, including
+a daily wage of $30 for everyone. <end quote>
+
+This is certainly more innocuous than American cultists who argue the only
+way to get social justice will be by putting Women, Lesbians, Gays and the
+Bill of Rights to the torch.
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+From /PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com Tue Jan  5 09:12:37 1993
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+Subject: Hacker Groups - Distribute Freely 
+Message-Id: 
+        <"MGJD-5504-5559/08"*/PN=GMP.M.ZELL/O=PAC.MAIL/ADMD=TELEMAIL/C=US/@sprint.com>
+
+From: MCKEEMAN at MZ-Atlanta
+Date: 1/5/93 11:47AM
+
+   Got this file in the mail along with other stuff yesterday - I'll 
+   try to send you more.
+   
+                                Darren (Quasimodem)
+   
+          
+   <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
+          <>                                                         
+                     <>
+          <>                        Subdivisions                     
+              <>
+          <>                        ~~~~~~~~~~~~                     
+                <>
+          <>          Part Three Of The Vicious Circle Trilogy     
+   <>
+          <>                                                         
+                      <>
+          <>          A Study On The Occurrence Of Groups        <>
+          <>                    Within The Community                 
+      <>
+          <>                                                         
+                      <>
+          <>                Presented by Knight Lightning            
+    <>
+          <>                       August 8, 1988                    
+            <>
+          <>                                                         
+                     <>
+          
+   <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
+   
+               A Rose By Any Other Name... Would Smell As Sweet
+   
+   =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
+   -=-=-=
+   
+             The Administration \ Advanced Telecommunications, 
+   Inc./ATI
+            ALIAS \ American Tone Travelers \ Anarchy Inc. \ Apple 
+   Mafia
+     The Association \ Atlantic Pirates Guild/APG \ Bad Ass Mother 
+   Fuckers/BAMF
+       Bellcore \ Bell Shock Force/BSF \ Black Bag \ Camorra \ C&M 
+   Productions
+      Catholics Anonymous \ Chaos Computer Club \ Chief Executive 
+   Officers/CEO
+    Circle Of Death \ Circle Of Deneb \ Club X \ Coalition of 
+   Hi-Tech Pirates/CHP
+           Coast-To-Coast \ Corrupt Computing \ Cult Of The Dead 
+   Cow/-cDc-
+       Custom Retaliations \ Damage Inc. \ D&B Communications \ The 
+   Dange 
+   Gang
+               Dec Hunters \ Digital Gang/DG \ DPAK \ Eastern 
+   Alliance
+             The Elite Hackers Guild \ Elite Phreakers and Hackers 
+   Club
+     The Elite Society Of America \ EPG \ Executives Of Crime \ 
+   Extasyy (Elite)
+      Fargo 4A \ Farmers Of Doom/FOD \ The Federation \ Feds R Us \ 
+   First Class
+             Five O \ Five Star \ Force Hackers \ The 414s \ 
+   Hack-A-Trip
+   Hackers Of America/HOA \ High Mountain Hackers \ High Society \ 
+   The 
+   Hitchhikers
+          IBM Syndicate \ The Ice Pirates Imperial Warlords \ Inner 
+   Circle
+                           Inner Circle II \ Insanity Inc.
+   International Computer Underground Bandits/ICUB \ Justice League 
+   of 
+   America/JLA
+        Kaos Inc. \ Knights Of Shadow/KOS \ Knights Of The Round 
+   Table/KOTRT
+          League Of Adepts/LOA \ Legion Of Doom/LOD \ Legion Of 
+   Hackers/LOH
+          Lords Of Chaos \ Lunatic Labs, Unlimited \ Master Hackers 
+   \ MAD!
+               The Marauders \ MD/PhD \ Metal Communications, 
+   Inc./MCI
+     MetalliBashers, Inc./MBI \ Metro Communications \ Midwest 
+   Pirates 
+   Guild/MPG
+          NASA Elite \ The NATO Association \ Neon Knights \ 
+   Nihilist Order
+   Order Of The Rose \ OSS \ Pacific Pirates Guild/PPG \ Phantom 
+   Access 
+   Associates
+                   PHido PHreaks \ Phlash \ PhoneLine Phantoms/PLP
+                 Phone Phreakers Of America/PPOA \ Phortune 500/P500
+                  Phreak Hack Delinquents \ Phreak Hack Destroyers
+            Phreakers, Hackers, And Laundromat Employees Gang/PHALSE 
+   Gang
+        Phreaks Against Geeks/PAG \ Phreaks Against Phreaks Against 
+   Geeks/PAP
+         Phreaks and Hackers of America \ Phreaks Anonymous World 
+   Wide/PAWW
+                Project Genesis \ The Punk Mafia/TPM \ The 
+   Racketeers
+    Red Dawn Text Files/RDTF \ Roscoe Gang \ SABRE \ Secret Circle 
+   of 
+   Pirates/SCP
+      Secret Service \ 707 Club \ Shadow Brotherhood \ Sharp Inc. \ 
+   65C02 Elite
+       Spectral Force \ Star League \ Stowaways \ Strata-Crackers \ 
+   The Phrim
+        Team Hackers '86 \ Team Hackers '87 \ TeleComputist 
+   Newsletter Staff
+    Tribunal Of Knowledge/TOK \ Triple Entente \ Turn Over And Die 
+   Syndrome/TOADS
+     300 Club \ 1200 Club \ 2300 Club \ 2600 Club \ 2601 Club \ 2AF 
+   \ Ware 
+   Brigade
+              The Warelords \ WASP \ The United Soft WareZ 
+   Force/TuSwF
+                          United Technical Underground/UTU
+   
+   - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 
+   - - - - - - -
+   Its literally unbelievable just how many different groups and 
+   organizations
+   there are or have been in the phreak/hack/pirate community.  The 
+   list of 
+   130 groups displayed above is probably still just a fraction of 
+   the actual 
+   amount of groups that there have been, but those are the only 
+   ones I am 
+   aware of at this time.
+   
+   
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
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+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0025] NOIZIK: SST RECORDS SUES NEGATIVLAND FOR REVENGE
+Keywords: surfpunk, Negativland, SST, Island, WAX
+
+                                   |    The planet had vanished,
+                                   |    leaving its weather behind.
+                                   |                    -- WAX
+                                   |____________________________________
+
+Last night MonaQ and I saw the movie ``WAX or the Discovery of
+Television among the Bees'' in san francisco.  [It was blurbed in
+surfpunk-0024.]  I'm going to try the word "steampunk" on it; it's got
+a lot of that old-world feeling in it.  The movie is a collage of video
+glued together by our hiro's deadpan narration.  Lots of the images are
+early twentieth century, and a lot of the technology stuff is like
+sixties.  It's really creative and really different from any other VR
+fiction I've seen/read.  Our hiro lives in his own virtual reality, not
+based on our 90's idea of virtual reality, but rather on his job
+writing primitive flight simulator animation for NASA in what looks
+like the 60's, and the fact that he wears a beekeepers outfit
+everywhere he goes.  Instead of datagloves and goggles, it's the
+beekeeper screen around his head and bulky white bee beekeeper clothing
+and the otherworldish narration that gives him the aura of not being in
+the same reality as the viewers.  The relationship between him and the
+bees reminds me of the fascination between Lovecraft's hiros and
+Lovecraft's gods -- he keeps disassembling his beehive and just
+watching the bees, in a kind of meditative, sacremental procedure.  The
+bees seem to speak directly to his brain via something called "bee
+television" that he frequently sees, but that I've only seen during
+real long weekend latenite hacking sessions ....
+
+If you like wierd things, really wierd things, seek this film out.
+If you don't like wierd things because you don't get them, don't bother.
+
+
+
+NOW FOR NEGATIVLAND:  Last month's news, as far as I've heard.  Thanks
+to Chris Milam <wittsend.atl.ga.us!s827!bwilab3!milam> for these
+fragments.  Several of us surfpunkers saw them in Athens last in
+November, and at that point, Mark Hosler seemed to think things
+were going pretty well, and that if Casey Kasem would give in, they'd
+be back in operation.  Well, things change quickly for Negativland.
+
+I've reordered this material to move newer stuff to the top.  Older
+stuff follows.  Some of the commentary may be broken by this move.
+
+								--strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+ 
+Here is the newsletter:
+ 
+              NEGATIVLAND'S CHRISTMAS NEWSLETTER 1992
+         ***************************************************
+ 
+              SST RECORDS SUES NEGATIVLAND FOR REVENGE;
+               GROUP HALSTS SALES OF ITS MAGAZINE/CD
+                  THE LETTER U AND THE NUMERAL 2.
+                    LOSES INCOME, PLANS DEFENSE
+ 
+  WELL, here we go again!  As another Christmas rolls around, Negativland
+  seats itself, pen in hand, to compose our yearly Christmas Newsletter.  A 
+  lot has happened since last Christmas in our little family of appropriators.
+ 
+  Last September,  feeling we had an intersting story to tell about how  
+  something as simple as an officeful of angry unmusical businesspeople
+  armed with too much money and some out-of-date copyright notions had
+  propelled us through a horrible nightmare of lawsuits, lawyers, liars, and 
+  loss, we released a 96-page magazine with CD entitiled 'The Letter U And 
+  The Numeral 2' that documented the entire Negativland/SST/U2/Island
+  Records episode.  The magazine simply presented the lawsuit, court orders,
+  faxes, public statements and press releases from all the parties,letters,etc.
+  in chronological order, with no commentary from us, so that the reader
+  could examine the facts and make up his or her own mind as to what it all
+  "meant".
+ 
+  Apparantly Greg Ginn, owner of SST Records, thinks otherwise.  On
+  November 10th, 2 months after the release of the magazine, he brought a
+  5-count lawsuit against us which essentialy seeks to punish us for going 
+  public with the dirty laundry.  Yes, we have been sued.  Yes, again.  And 
+  now it appears that the real nightmare may only be just beginning.
+ 
+  If you're not actually a member of Negativland, or if you've never been 
+  sued yourself - you might find some aspects of the lawsuit to be quite
+  hilarious:
+ 
+    *We're being sued to stop us from selling a magazine about how we were
+     sued.
+ 
+    *We're being sued by SST for copyright infringement because we printed 
+     their press releases (!)
+ 
+    *We're being sued by SST's corporate rock lawyer for printing a picture of
+     SST's "Corporate Rock STILL Sucks" sticker.
+ 
+    *We're being sued for printing their lawyer's letter saying that they want
+     to sue us.
+ 
+  Funny Stuff.  But the grim fact is that Greg's actions are destroying any 
+  opportunity we might have had to get back on our feet financially (we're
+  trying to self-release all our own stuff now) and could easily prevent us 
+  from releasing any other new work for the next two years!  Negativland is
+  what we do, and this magazine was our first new release back on our own 
+  Seeland Records label.  We now know that we could have sold many, many
+  more than the original limited edition of the magazine; it seems far more 
+  people are interested in our story than we initially expected. This new case
+  could easily drag on for two years or more, and although we think we'll win
+  in the end, we can't safely make and sell more copies of 'The Letter U And 
+  The Numeral 2' until the court decides on SST's copyright claims.
+ 
+  Greg Ginn is already keeping our royalties to pay himself back for the U2
+  costs, and he knows we can't afford to sue him to get him to agree to our
+  50-50 split offer rather keep back the 100% he so autocratically demands.
+  This case is going to cost Greg Ginn a lot more money than he has any 
+  reasonable hope of recovering from us in any reasonable time frame (you
+  can bet his lawyer isn't working for free).  SO WHY IS HE SUING US?  Well,
+  it seems that his main reason is...revenge. SST grosses millions of dollars a
+  year- you can look it up in their credit report printed in our magazine (he's
+  suing over that too- of course- despite the fact that it's readily available
+  public information that SST themselves provided), so he can certainly 
+  afford towaste the dozens, perhaps hundreds of thousands of dollars that 
+  it'll cost to take this case to trial.  We can't.  He seems quite happy to
+  behave towards us in the same way as Island Records did to him and us,
+  using his economic might to crush the small and the weak.
+ 
+  A copy of the lawsuit is enclosed so you can see it all for yourself. (It's a
+  public document, so he can't sue us for that.) You'll notice some other stuff
+  in there about 'breach of contract';that's all about how they still claim
+that
+  we owe them every dime they had to spend over the Island suit (despite:
+  gaping holes in their contract; our denials to their claims that we promised
+  to pay; all the money they made by selling the record; our providing the
+  GUNS record to replace the U2 record; our flat-out inability to pay; and 
+  SST's own decision to put the record out knowing there might be problems),
+  and about how they think we owe them master tapes for two new releases
+  that we cancelled when they tried to stick us with the whole U2 damage 
+  (despite:  our attempts to repay the advances; the fact that their lawyer 
+  said they might not even be interested in releasing the records; and the fact
+  that the tapes aren't even finished yet).
+ 
+  SST is basically punishing us because we've resisted being abused.
+ 
+   If any of this behavior disgusts yo as much as it does us, we would
+   urge you to:
+ 
+    *SPREAD THE WORD about what SST's doing to us to all your friends, radio
+     stations, record stores, bands, writers, and the whole alternative musical
+     community.  This mailing is only going out to about 600 people, and we 
+     want EVERYBODY to know what's happening (copy this mailing if you
+     want, or post it to a computer network).
+ 
+    *Have everybody CONTACT GREG GINN, SST Records proprietor, and let
+     him know how all of this makes you feel about him and SST, and maybe
+     even ask him to explain to you just what the hell he thinks he's doing.
+     (fax 310-430-7286, tel 310-430-7687, 10500 Ilumbolt Street, 
+     Los Alamitos CA, 90720)
+ 
+    *If you've seen the magazine, you know that we stand a very good chance
+     of getting our U2 single back if we can only change the mind of Casey
+     Kasem.  Now that the magazine has been stopped, we no longer have a
+     way to tell the world that Casey has been interviewed on radio framing
+     Island's action against us as censorship, and saying that although he's
+     personally embarassed by our record, he's for free speech and doesn't
+     approve of what happened to us; on the other hand, the last word we
+     have from Island Records is that they'd actually be willing to return the 
+     record to us, except that Casey Kasem has told them privately that if they
+     do, he'll sue them (see letter and interview, attached).  Casey's lawyers 
+     have also threatened us similarily.  If you want to help us out, please 
+     CONTACT CASEY KASEM with a good letter or fax and ask him to explain
+     his contradictory position, but mainly to withdraw his opposition to the 
+     return of our record to us (not to SST).  Casey Kasem c/0 Westwood One
+     Radio Network, 8968 Washington Blvd., Culver City CA. 90230, 
+     fax 310-840-4051, tel 310-840-4000.
+ 
+    *Are there any folks in the LOS ANGELES AREA willing to offer a few 
+     couches and square feet of floor space for us to spend the night on the
+     days when we'll have to appear in court?
+ 
+    *Any LEGAL FOLKS out there with services to offer , or interesting ideas
+     on how to proceed?
+ 
+    *ANy WRITERS out there?  Please, write about this!
+ 
+    *BE CREATIVE! -  think up something helpful (but not illegal...) and do it!
+ 
+  And, as always, feel free to contact us with anything you want to ask us or
+  say to us:  fax 415-420-0469, 1920 Monument Blvd. Concord CA, 94520.
+ 
+  Well, we suppose we should close with a tearful "Happy Holidays," or a 
+  heartfelt "Merry Christmas," but instead, since you may have heard of our
+  feeling that Christianity is Stupid, and since the "holiday," established by 
+  the church/state, was arbitrarily located in the calendar year to coincide
+  with the well-established pagan/astrological holidays coinciding with the 
+  winter solstace, while the actual 'birth' date of the extraterrestrially-
+  operated operative know as Christ was probably sometime in the early fall,
+  let's just say:  "Til Next Year..."
+ 
+  We'll try to keep the world updated as the situation progresses.
+ 
+  Anything you choose to do to help, participate, or contribute will be greatly
+  apprectiated.
+ 
+ 
+                             LOVE,
+ 
+                                          "Negativland" signature here
+ 
+    "Copyright Infringement Is Your Best Entertainment Value" seal here.
+ 
+  ps...SST is also frivolously and maliciously suing the Meat Puppets.  For
+  more info on that, contact their manager, Jamie Kitman, at 914-359-4520,
+  fax 914-359-4739 (He's being sued too.  Are you surprised?)
+ 
+            SPECIAL THANKS to our legal and financial helpers across the
+            country, and particularly to everyone who came out to see us on
+            tour in the northeastern half of the country last month.
+ 
+(end of Negativland's Christmas Newsletter)
+ 
+I never did get the enclosed copy of the lawsuit nor the Kasem letter and 
+interview, so obviously I can't reprint them here.
+ 
+Bombs Away for now
+ 
+patient Zer0
+                
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+Subject: Some more (old?) stuff on the Negativland/U2 thing...
+
+This is a long thing, and some of it is garbled, but it is interesting.
+I can't believe how far this has gone.  It seems money destroys peoples
+sense of humor.  Neg-land is getting a very big and unjustified shaft just 
+for making a joke. 
+--------------------------------CUT HERE-------------------------------------
+
+Hi all...
+
+I pulled this off the net a while ago... it's some more info on the 
+Negativland/U2 controversy.  Please don't let this turn into a flame war over 
+who was right and who was wrong... just take it for what it's worth.
+
+Later...
+Steve
+
+Article: 19820
+>From: zerobeat@intacc.uucp (Ferenc Szabo)
+Subject: Negativland/FU2 etc...
+Date: 29 Dec 92 01:05:35 GMT
+Organization: Inter/Access' Matrix BBS
+ 
+><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
+ 
+Toronto, Ontario, Canada__________
+ 
+First, a reprint of an article that appeared in NOW magazine in late
+November '92.  (NOW is a local weekly entertainment magazine with a 
+circulation of over 90,000)...........
+ 
+                     STUPID REVENGE
+ 
+ U2 TEAR UP:  In light of Island Records' sledgehammering Negativland for
+ its satirical treatment of U2 and local sound artist John Oswald's bitter
+ legal experience for copyright infringment on his Plunderphonic projects,
+ a local entity called STUPIDLAND wants to protest the bullying of 
+ experimental and small independent artists by corporate empires.
+ 
+ Stupidland is inviting anyone to massacre, fold, spindle and mutilate a U2
+ song and submit it for a compilation tape that will be distributed and sold
+ for the cost/trade of a blank cassette.  This project is strictly not-for-
+ profit and bootlegging will be strongly encouraged.
+ 
+ Stupidland wants to emphasize that this is NOT a tribute compilation, and 
+ that "recording quality and production values are not as important as the
+ level of disrespect you show for the songs."  Stupidland hopes to have all
+ submissions by mid-December for a release around Xmas.  You can even call
+ them at xxx-xxxx if you have no access to recording possibilities.  They
+ may even be able to record it for you.
+ 
+ (end of article)
+ 
+The following week, Stupidland got a call from David akn(rsdn f
+the CMRRA -Cnda uia erdcinRgt gnyLmtd. 
+Stupidland imdaeyptottefloigpesrlae
+ 
+              
+                   U OPLTO QAHD Decembr19
+ 
+ Successfully intimidated by threats of legal complctosb MR Cnin
+ Musical Repouto ihsAec iie,wihrpeet h ulses of U2's mui nCnd) h oot niyko nya SuPdad a
+ halted plan orlaeF2 n"nitiue ui oplto htwst
+ showcase mc oot aetcetvl rsigU og swl sIln
+ and SST reod. U vnbaatybolge ato eailn' eet
+ Toronto efrac hl uprigt eafr f"rbt"t h et 
+ coast expeietlgop Ngtvadhsbe usoe nat-oyih
+ issues.
+ 
+          STU PIDLANDsek:
+ "Maybe there is *someone u hewligt ees hscmiain-bt
+  under tecrusacs  hn tsuws ostmsl pa  atr
+  Because ayo h umsin aebe eihflyma  strc
+  nature, I wol tn itecac fotiiglglpriso rmCRA
+  to go through withti eodddcmn. tsasae-Imsil
+  receiving nhssi aeilrpeetn  iesyitcrneta 
+  spans raw punk apigmye,rn,idsra,rc,cni neve
+  and sound olg.
+ "I offered the public a chance to creatively express their opinions on the 
+  Negativland/Island/SST affair and on U2 in general, and the response has 
+  been tremendous - there's a real public distaste for this band, and it is
+  interesting how many *former* fans have concluded that the band has totally
+  sold-out.  Island Records seems to have acted independently of U2 in 
+  pursuing action against Negativland, and refused to bend to pressure from 
+  U2 to lay-off.  Regardless of how you feel about U2 and their part in this
+  affair, note how ironic it is that the band itself obviously not longer
+  owns or controls their own music.
+ 
+ "It is also interesting how (former Black Flag guitarist) Greg Ginn's 
+  'independant' label SST Records (whose slogan has always been "Corporate
+  Rock Still Sucks") has behaved with corporate-style tactics towards
+  Negativland by abandoning them when the legal shit hit the fan over the
+  U2 single SST released, then subsequently threatening to sue Negativland 
+  themselves.
+ 
+ "Maybe I should have named this compilation NOT FOR SALE.  Although I 
+  stressed to CMRRA president David Basskin that the FU2 compilation was not
+  intended to be sold (it was to be made available for the trade of a blank
+  cassette and bootlegged at will), I was informed that "It wouldn't be 
+  pleasant" for me if this compilation hit the streets.  One can only assume
+  what this exactly means, but it sure sounds messy to me.
+ 
+ "What amazes me is the complete inability to conceive of music that is not 
+  to be a commercial consumer item; music that is "not for sale."  Stu
+  Pidland is not going away until the outmoded rules are updated to 
+  acknowledge more complex issues of art and social commentary.  Stu Pidland
+  is not going away until the musician takes responsibility for and charge
+  of their own music.
+                 Stupidland is definitely NOT FOR SALE...so don't even ask.
+ 
+ "I feel truly sorry for the pathetic individual who has lost the ability to
+  appreciate music for its simple spiritual pleasure, for its communicative
+  power, or for the pure hell of it - the person who equates music with
+  money or copyright has lost something that you and I at least temporarily
+  still have (we are of course assuming he *ever* had it).  What makes this
+  all boring and political is that he is often in a position of authority,
+  and imposes his system of limited understanding on those around him."
+ 
+ To quote CMRRA literature on mechanical licensing, "Copyright is the basis
+ of the music industry." 
+           Art, satire, social commentary, and music itself are not included
+           in this bottom-line statement.  Neither, deceptively, is *money*,
+           which we all know to be the real bottom line.
+ 
+ (end of press release)
+ 
+No, gentle reader, this is not the end!  David Basskin read the preceding
+press release then subsequently threatened Stu Pidland with a libel suit.
+After several menacing phone calls from Basskin and his lawyer, Stu Pidland
+decided to put out another press release, of which the contents can (under
+Canadian law) be used to negate the libel suit:
+ 
+ 
+        CLARIFICATION / RETRACTION    to the press
+ 
+ Stu Pidland, aka Gary Johnson, would like to apologize for any 
+ misunderstanding regarding the previous release entitled "FU2 SQUASHED"
+ sent out last week.  I in no way intended to single-out, defame or libel 
+ CMRRA president David Basskin or the Canadian Musical Reproduction Rights
+ Agency Limited.
+ 
+ Basskin, a lawyer and musician himself for some 30 years, *does* seem to 
+ have the interset of musicians and song-writers in mind; and upholds 
+ copyright and licensing as a protective measure for musicians large and
+ small alike.
+ 
+ My criticism of "those who equate music with money" was a general, not
+ not specific comment, and merely my own biased opinion.
+        I appreciated others' rights todisagree, and to express their
+        differing viewpoints.
+ 
+ Gee, do I ever feel STUPID!  If nothing else, I have gained valuable 
+ information on copyright regulations that I urge every independant musician
+ and song-writer to familiarize themself with before undergoing any
+ recording project.
+ 
+                Sincerely,
+                on behalf of Stupidland,
+                Gary Johnson <signed>
+                Dec. 10, 1992
+ 
+ (end of press release)
+ 
+ 
+Stu Pidland/Gary/Roscoe sent Negativland the 'FU2 SQUASHED' press release and
+this is what they had to say back:
+ 
+                        SEELAND RECORDS     
+                                                              Dec. 9, 1992
+ 
+  To:  "Roscoe" (Gary Johnson)
+ 
+  Omigod-
+ 
+  I hardly know what to say.  Yes.  I do too:
+ 
+  1.  Fax all that stuff to Paul McGuinness (manager) and to the members of
+  U2!   Make sure they know what's being done in their names!  Also send
+  clippings of any outraged articles that get written about this - they appear
+  sensitive to press.  In Dublin:  353-1-777-276, In NY:  212-765-2372
+ 
+  2.  PLEASE, send us a copy of all your submissions - we'd LOVE to hear 'em!
+ 
+  3.  Would you make a digital copy of your DAT of us at Toronto and send it
+  to us at this address?
+ 
+  4.  It's shocking how you were treated by the guy - see the attached
+  Christmas Newsletter for some similar news.  I can't encourage you strongly
+  enough to go out and learn where you stand legally, and not just cave in to 
+  the (obviously scary) intimidation this guy is aiming at you.  I don't know 
+  how Canadian law works at all, but it seems to me that the entire 
+  Stupidland project is non commercial (nay, anti-commercial), its activities 
+  are even less illegal than somebody taping Achtung Baby for a friend.  Has 
+  corporate control of the culture really reached the point where friends can 
+  be stopped from trading tapes of music they make?
+ 
+  Stay in Touch!!
+ 
+  Gregg
+ 
+(end of Seeland/Negativland fax)
+ 
+ 
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+>From: Steve Varty <newcastle.ac.uk!Steve.Varty@gatech.edu>
+Message-Id: <AA20227.9112200900.tuda@uk.ac.newcastle>
+Subject: U2 NEGATIVLAND -- X Magazine interviews Mark Hosler (fwd)
+To: u2@last.cac.washington.edu
+Date: Fri, 20 Dec 91 9:00:20 GMT
+X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11]
+Sender: prism!gt0804b@gatech.edu
+Status: RO
+
+
+I, like others I'm sure, had never heard of Negativeland before the U2 affair, 
+and didn't know of the trouble until reading about it from the list. If you are 
+like me this may help; it was recently posted in alt.rocknroll
+
+Forwarded message:
+   
+  Hi all.  About a month ago I promised that once I got an interview with
+  Mark Hosler and wrote it up I'd post it to the net -- well, here it is.
+  
+  This is from the pages of X MAGAZINE #9, which is due to hit the stands at
+  the end of the month.  Hope you buy it when you see it (lots of very
+  cool pix associated with this article, plus interviews with Severed
+  Heads, Kyle Baker, lotsa other articles, and reams of music reviews).
+  Email me for back-issue and subscription information.
+  
+  -- cut here --
+  
+  Negativland have been playing mix-and-match with the sound of the world
+  around them for over a decade now, pushing the edge of the sonic envelope
+  with tape loops and homebrew noisemakers in an age of digital sampling and
+  sequencing.  In 1987 they got their first widespread national attention
+  when California independent SST Records released their frenetic commentary
+  on the media and its effect on the world around us, /Escape From Noise/;
+  two years later the controversy surrounding that album's track
+  "Christianity Is Stupid" and its alleged connection to a Minnesota
+  teenager's ax-murder of four members of his family provided material for
+  their followup composition /Helter Stupid/. 
+  
+  In the years since 1980, Negativland has produced five full-length
+  albums, four cassette-only releases, an hour-long video, and one, count
+  it: /one/ single.  
+  
+  Ah, but what a magic single it was.
+  
+  Lazlo speaks with Negativland's Mark Hosler.
+  
+  --
+  
+  THE SINGLE
+  
+  Mark Hosler doesn't sound angry over the phone.  Just shellshocked.
+  
+  Back in late August, Negativland released their most recent single, coyly
+  entitled /U2 Negativland/, on SST Records.  Some ten days later, by
+  Hosler's reckoning, there was a restraining order placed on the band and
+  the label, demanding that they stop "manufacturing, distributing, selling
+  or otherwise exploiting" the single.  180 pages of legal documents fell
+  out of the sky and onto the four-man band's heads.  And that was just the
+  beginning.
+  
+  The offense?  Well,  when you're a little tiny band that hardly anyone has
+  ever heard of, and you release a single when a really big record company
+  is just about to release a new album by one of their really popular
+  million-selling bands, and on your single you cover -- without permission -
+  - a song from that million-selling band's last million-selling studio
+  album, and on top of that your single just /happens/ to have the name of
+  that really big band in really big letters on the front, bigger than the
+  name of /your/ band by, oh, maybe a factor of forty -- guaranteed to
+  confuse your typical minimum-wage record-shop filing clerk -- well then
+  you tend to attract the unfavorable attentions of that really big record
+  company.  And really big record companies like that aren't really known
+  for their ability to understand concepts like "parody", "fair comment", or
+  "cultural criticism".  Negativland knows /all about/ this parable now,
+  because they're the little tiny band, and U2 is the great big band, and
+  Island Records is the really big record company, and  /U2 Negativland/ is
+  the single, and last September the really big record company came by and
+  stomped the little tiny band into teeny tiny little bits. 
+  
+  But to Negativland's Mark Hosler, the problem with the single never seemed
+  that obvious until it was oh-so-unkindly pointed out to the band that
+  Island Records and U2's music publisher Warner/Chappell objected to it.
+  "I've since talked to lawyers," Hosler explains, "who've said: 'You're
+  stupid. You guys were stupid to do this.  You should have somehow known
+  better."  I dont know how we could have known better.  Even when I sent a
+  copy to my parents, my Mom opened it up and before she even put it on, she
+  told me, the first thing she thought was 'oh dear...Mark and his friends
+  are going to get in trouble over this...'"  And even as he says this, he
+  still sounds a little surprised.
+  
+  THE ORIGIN
+  
+  So why is it that Negativland thought they could get away with what seems
+  to be, on the face of it at least, the kind of release that would give
+  their record company's legal department the screaming heebie-jeebies? 
+  Maybe it's naivete, maybe it's just that the dangers built so slowly that
+  the band didn't have the opportunity to be shocked by the incongruousness
+  of it all.
+  
+  It all started after a Negativland concert in Portland, Oregon, when a fan
+  handed the band a tape of outtakes from Casey Kasem's /American Top 40/
+  radio show.  Outtakes that would probably burn your grandmother's ears
+  off.  On the tape, Kasem complains about changes in the format for the
+  show, bitches about having to follow an uptempo song with a death
+  dedication for a dog named Snuggles, spews forth with all manner of
+  obscenity for no particular reason other than that it seems to be what
+  suits his mouth at the moment, and makes fun of (ta daa) U2.  It's not
+  exactly what you expect to hear from someone who's got as straightlaced a
+  public image as Kasem -- about the most interesting thing he's ever done
+  is provide the voice of Shaggy on Hanna-Barbera's /Scooby-Doo/ cartoons. 
+  Naturally, Negativland loved 'em. 
+  
+  Then there were the ads Mark Hosler found in the back of a music magazine,
+  which offered  presequenced MIDI arrangements of top-40 songs for sale. 
+  He ordered a few catalogs, and what should he find but a disk featuring an
+  arrangement for U2's "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For."  Like
+  any person fascinated by media and culture, he was curious about what that
+  might sound like. 
+  
+  "I have the /Joshua Tree/ album," Hosler says.  "I like the record . . .
+  there's a lot of /feel/ to the way they play their rock and roll, and I
+  figured it would translate into a computer really badly . . . probably
+  badly in a way that's good, you know -- that we would like, and that would
+  be funny.  Then I was /also/ realizing that if we got [bandmember] David
+  [Wills], otherwise known as The Weatherman, to do the vocals . . . if I
+  gave him a version of the lyrics and I wrote it kind of illegibly, I bet
+  he would really mess them up, and I bet he would butcher them in a really
+  nice way."  
+  
+  So given those typically unusual ingredients, the band tried to think up
+  an idea of how to use them.  There certainly wasn't enough potential there
+  for a full-length album, but they *had* to be released somehow, there was
+  no question about that.  The natural answer: a single.   "We were worried
+  about getting in trouble from Casey Kasem," says Hosler, "so we thought
+  another reason to make a single out of it was if something happens where
+  we end up maybe having to pull it for some reason, we don't wanna have to
+  lose a whole album."  An ironic thought indeed.  
+  
+  The single that would become /U2 Negativland/ gradually came together. 
+  Wills' vocals, destroying the pretentious myth of Bono's "serious" lyrics.
+  Don Joyce's recordings of people talking about obscenity and the FCC. 
+  Chris Grigg playing around with the presequenced U2 arrangement, replacing
+  the drum fills with breaking light bulbs and the guitar riffs with
+  burbling Pac-Man noises.  Tapes of underground radio operators
+  (ha ha) /looking/ for someone.  "One thing we like to try and do in our
+  work," Hosler explains, "is to make things that resonate at a lot of
+  levels, so if you listen to them at one level hopefully you'll just think
+  it's funny, but if you start to dig in, you'll see that it acutally
+  connects and hooks together in a way that you may not find that often in
+  music."
+  
+  And them came the cover.  "Believe it or not,  this really was one of the
+  last ideas we had," says Hosler.  We were thinking to call it "I Still
+  Haven't Found What I'm Looking For," but we thought "that's boring, and
+  it's too many words -- let's just call it U2."  The plane on the cover is
+  a U-2, and that's what we're saying: it's a plane; it's a U-2.  And while
+  we were working on the graphics we . . . uhm . . . decided to make the
+  "U2" rather /large/."
+  
+  THE LAWSUIT
+  
+  The big "U2" was the fatal mistake.  If /U2 Negativland/ had almost any
+  cover but the one that it finally sported, Island probably never would
+  have noticed it.  But with a new U2 album due that fall, and with a big
+  "U2" taking up most of the cover of Negativland's single . . . well, you
+  know lawyers. 
+  
+  The lawsuit was over with almost before it even started:  Negativland and
+  SST were up against both the British and American versions of U2's label
+  and music publisher, who were capable of paying a lawyer -- Madonna's
+  lawyer, as it turns out -- three or four hundred dollars an hour without
+  even thinking hard about it.  SST and Negativland's company Seeland
+  MediaMedia were almost invisible when measured by a yardstick of that
+  size.  So what could they do?   
+  
+  "We had a lot of talks about it among the group," Hosler explains, "and we
+  talked to the lawyer for SST, and a friend of ours who's a lawyer, and it
+  took me a while to be convinced that there really was nothing that you
+  could do; they could just hang you up, and all they have to do is hang you
+  up for a little while and you don't have any more money to spend, and what
+  can you do?"  They ended up doing the only thing that they could afford to
+  do: they gave in . . . gave up . . . and gave it all away.    
+  
+  THE SETTLEMENT
+  
+  The settlement that Negativland and SST ended up signing fulfilled
+  virtually all of the demands of the initial Island/Warner-Chappell
+  lawsuit.  It's heavy-duty stuff, to be sure:
+  
+  [bullet] All remaining copies of the single -- and all of the master
+  tapes, and all of the stampers and molds used to press the record, and all
+  of the cover artwork, and all of the promotional and advertising material,
+  /all/ of it has to be returned to SST, to be forwarded to Island for
+  destruction.  Already-distributed copies are to be recalled from stores,
+  radio stations, and clubs. Anyone who distributes, sells, advertises,
+  promotes, or otherwise exploits the record is subject to fines or jail
+  time.  (This Means You, Mr. College Radio DJ and Ms. Alternative Record-
+  Shop Owner.) 
+  
+  [bullet] Island and Warner-Chappell get the copyrights to the recordings
+  on the single. Negativland no longer has /any rights whatsoever/ to the
+  recordings that they created. 
+  
+  [bullet] Negativland/SST have to pay Island and Warner-Chappell Music
+  $25,000, plus half of the wholesale costs for all of the copies of /U2
+  Negativland/ that don't get returned.  The total amount due to Island and
+  Warner-Chappell rings up at over $40,000. 
+  
+  THE FALLOUT
+  
+  It wasn't a completely unexpected lawsuit, but it came in fast and hard,
+  and it's taken a psychological toll on the band.  Hosler explains it as a
+  kind of chilling effect: if you look at Negativland's other albums,
+  there's not a one in the bunch that they couldn't have been sued over by
+  /someone/.  It's almost certainly going to affect the way they make records
+  in the future. "Suddenly we're saying: was it worth it?  "Well boys, we
+  got to make our little 'art statement', and look what's happened to us."
+  Should we keep doing what we're doing?  Because obviously if we keep doing
+  what we're doing sooner or later, this is going to happen again.  I don't
+  see how it couldn't."
+  
+  "What's been really really hard is to take something that you've worked on
+  -- it took us about a year to get this thing made and out, and we worked
+  very very hard on it . . . I think it's one of the best pieces that we've
+  ever done -- and to see two hundred pages of legalese sent to you, all
+  basically saying "you have no right to say what you want to say, you have
+  no right to your opinion, and furthermore we're going to make it as if you
+  never existed.  We're going to take this thing and steal it from you and
+  we're not only going to do that, we're going to /economically/ hurt
+  you.
+  
+  "I especially, more than anyone else in the group, was /so/ pissed off.  I
+  was really having an emotional, upset reaction, like "my baby's been
+  stolen from me, and I'm gonna kill somebody.  You can't do this."
+  
+  Hosler lays at least part of the blame in a pretty obvious place. "I have
+  no respect for lawyers . . . /any/ lawyers.  A lawyer seems to me to be
+  about the same as an officer in a concentration camp: 'I'm just following
+  orders!  It's not my responsibility -- /they/ told me to throw the switch
+  and make the gas come on.'  The lawyer for Island is in New York but they
+  needed a representative in Los Angeles and I did talk to /him/ once, and
+  he /hadn't even heard the music./  He stood behind their position, he
+  stood behind the case that they were making, and I asked him if he'd ever
+  heard it . . . he sort of bluffed for a little bit, and I pressed him a
+  little more, and it turned out that he'd /never even heard it./  I said
+  well, you know, you should give it a listen.  You should know what it is
+  that you're wiping off the face of the earth."
+  
+  "I don't even see them as just protecting Island...it's an entire point of
+  view.  It's the entire corporate "don't mess around with our kind of
+  people, and this type of business, and our control of the media...we
+  control it, and you stepped outta line here." So the big boot comes down. 
+  
+  THE PROBLEM
+  
+  Hosler doesn't think this lawsuit is an isolated little incident that
+  people can afford to ignore. "This whole thing makes me step back a bit
+  further from just dealing with music," he explains.  "In a certain way you
+  could say, "who cares? It's just music and entertainment," but I see it as
+  being representative of a mindset that has to do with our economy, our
+  government, and a whole direction that the world is going in.  Something
+  is going on that's really hard to put you finger on, because it's happening
+  all around us and it's sort of inivisible, but you know . . . more and
+  more is owned by less and less people. There are more and more companies
+  and manufacturers of products, and entertainment, and everything around
+  us, that are controlled by fewer and fewer people.  You end up with these
+  power structures, the structure of how decisions are made and how they
+  operate, where people are making decisions that are utterly removed from
+  the repercussions of their choices.  I would love to see every single
+  charred body from Iraq dropped onto the White House lawn so that you could
+  say 'Okay George, if you think that you wanna do what you do, that's fine,
+  but I'd like you to just /deal with what you did/.  Look at what you did,
+  look at what happened to these people.' 
+  
+  "In our case, I'm not able to talk to the person who made the decision to
+  do this. There's no one you can really yell at, no one you can talk to and
+  say 'but wait! let's talk about this!' . . . the direct human contact is
+  not happening.  We sent packages along to each member of the group U2. 
+  Of course, the only way to reach U2 is through their manager . . . once
+  again, there's someone in-between.  And of course, you're dealing with a
+  group that's /so big/ and so busy . . .  We didn't really know what to
+  expect, but I actually did talk to the manager of U2 on the phone, and he
+  did indicate to me that he was passing along the packages to the group,
+  that they would each get a copy of the record.  We wrote a letter
+  explaining what has happened to us, and we said, you know, 'what's at
+  issue here is not whether or not you like what we did, that's not the
+  point.  The point it that this is what's being done on behalf of your
+  music, by your company, which you probably don't even realize.  And it's
+  not just that we're changing the cover or recalling all the records . . .
+  it's far beyond that.  It's to the point where it's . . . you know, it's
+  like putting the band into a /coma/.  It's gonna just about kill us.  And
+  we just wanted to let you know that /this is happening,/ and if you choose
+  to, you can do something about it.'  
+  
+  "So far, there's been nothing."
+  
+  THE FUTURE
+  
+  Negativland isn't dead yet.  There's still some question about how the
+  $63,000 in total costs for the case -- more than Negativland has made as a
+  band since they started in 1979 -- will be split between the band and SST,
+  but there's a new single due out soon ("Guns") and a live album will be
+  released in early '92.  They're trying to arrange a trans-Atlantic
+  collaboration with The Kalihari Surfers, a South African band that shares
+  Negativland's obsession with the media and how it shapes peoples' lives.
+  More tapes derived from bandmember Don Joyce's radio show /Over The Edge/
+  (KPFA, Berkeley) are planned. Their 1989 video, NO OTHER POSSIBILITY, has
+  finally been released on Seeland.  Hosler's been spending his free time
+  putting together covers for the CD release of their self-titled first
+  record -- as with the original 1979 vinyl album, Mark's making the cover
+  for every single CD in the initial thousand-copy pressing by hand.  The
+  show goes on.  But Mark and the rest of the band will feel like they have
+  to be a little more careful now.  Every time they put together another
+  record, the possibility of geting sued for it will be nagging at the back
+  of their minds, and there's no guarantee that they'll ever again be able
+  to run as loose and wild as they've done on masterpieces like /U2
+  Negativland/.  That's a pretty big price for /us/, the listeners, to have
+  to pay just so Island and U2 can have their peace of mind when they go to
+  sleep at night. 
+  
+  --
+  
+  All the Negativland releases mentioned in this interview and more -- except,
+  of course, for /U2 Negativland/, are available from:
+  
+  	Negativmailorderland
+  	109 Minna #391
+  	San Francisco, CA  94105
+  
+  --
+  Lazlo (lazlo@triton.unm.edu)
+  
+End forwarded message:
+
+I didn't want to give my view but I can't keep quiet. I haven't heard the 
+record, but I think this blokes attitude to music stinks. If you can't do 
+anything original then don't do it at all; and in this statement I call cover 
+versions original since it is a new interpretation of a song. Stringing 
+together several tapes of somebody elses music is just a rip off and I think 
+they got what they deserved; plus the cover was made to fool people into 
+thinking it was a U2 record which I think is immoral. (Just MHO) I'm going to 
+put my flame proof pants on now :-)
+
+Steve.
+
+-- 
+   =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
+   =   From:                                          | The Alarm 1981-  =
+   =   Steve Varty  (steve.varty@uk.ac.newcastle)     |   1991 R.I.P.    =
+   =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
+
+
+
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+Date: Tue, 12 Jan 93 17:01:23 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
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+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (grne guvf pneq va unys gb eryrnfr lbhe serr fnzcyr)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0026] RANT: talkin bout SnowCrash
+Keywords: surfpunk, Snow Crash, Dreamtime, Senoi
+
+                               |   All our songs are original.  Just ask
+                               |   Paul Simon -- he wrote most of them.
+                               |                          -- The Coolies 
+
+Is this a first?  A piece of original writing for SURFPUNK.
+
+                               |   "...This Snow Crash thing - is it a
+                               |   virus, a drug, or a religion?" Juanita
+                               |   shrugs. "What's the difference?"
+
+I fixed one serious bug in the rant ... hope mnq dont mind.       strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1993 23:45:39 -0800
+From: Jamie Walker <mnq@well.sf.ca.us>
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com
+Subject: talkin bout SnowCrash
+
+Kind of a review... well, sorta comments really .... nah, mostly
+mind-babbles, y'know... well, some stuff about _Snow Crash_,
+by Neal Stephenson and a bit of Gibsons' _Mona Lisa Overdrive_
+
+         This cyberspace, it calls, it's so attractive. I don't even
+program, I can only imagine what it's like for those who play MUD,
+or work with virtual reality, or hack all night. My taste of it is
+online, communicating with people in chat and posts. That's world
+enough for me, a feeling there. And it's like relating with people while
+on drugs, or on a journey, or whatever high you're onIwhen you get
+back to this world, the relationship often doesn't hold.
+     So what is this cyberspace, where is it?
+     It's this place where anything can happen, where you can be
+anything.  It's possibilities.  It's Mind. It's the pleasure of
+existing in pure Mind...
+   When you're online it doesn't matter what kind of body you have,
+what physical/emotional capabilities or incapabilities. You connect,
+or don't, solely on mind. And maybe on how mind translates through
+keyboard, headstick, or whatever physical means you use to interact
+with your computer. But still, I would think, it's the closest we have in
+this physical world to that connection.
+     I begin to wonder, is it the same place as the Australian Dreamtime?
+the place where the Senoi have their dreams? In Gibson's Mona Lisa
+Overdrive, this planet's cyberspace meets and merges with that of
+another planet, or was it another reality?
+     As our machines become more sophisticated, and we are able to
+experience the cyberspace described in _MLO_ and _Snow Crash_ ...
+maybe we will meet Dreamtime people and native American myth people
+and all those powers that are always under the surface that we see.   In
+Snow Crash .. .we *do * meet them there ... the Loa.  and other stuff I
+couldn't follow ... hmm ... have to read it again.
+     Maybe this is what is goin to save us...bring us back to true spiritual
+roots which our linear material-based culture has ripped us away from,
+and has methodically ripped every people it has encountered away from.
+Haha to you, western civilization, the circle is about to close, you will
+meet the thing you have been running away from in the cyberworld you are
+creating, and we can be one again.
+    Ah, but I rant.
+     So what about _Snow Crash_? I loved it. Great story. Great writing.
+And this thing about cyberspace. It just gave me another picture of it,
+added to my understanding of it. Just by the description, the story of
+good ol' Hiro Protaganist flipping in and out, and sometimes operating
+in both places at the same time.
+     And the usual cyberpunk stuff, where the world of the future is
+disintegrating, and you have to be fast and tough and techno-savvy to
+survive. I'd probly get killed off in ten minutes, if I was really there.
+But in this book, I was Y.T., and I was fast, and I could survive and enjoy.
+Somehow I could see our world of the present like that.
+The desperation of it. I used to hate it, the disintegration, the
+destruction of nature. Fled to the woods, Oregon, for many years
+to escape it. But now I'm resigned, I've come back to watch the fun,
+hug people while I can before it all goes down. (Because...well, folks...
+I think we're blowing it, I think our planet's going down. That's what I
+see.)
+And ol'  _Snow Crash_ just helps me to accept it, to love it while
+it does. Gives me that feeling. On the edge.
+
+
+
+--------------------------------------------------
+why yes, I do live in East Palo Alto ...
+                                 mnq@well.sf.ca.us
+--------------------------------------------------
+
+
+
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+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
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+Date: Tue, 12 Jan 93 17:19:48 PST
+Reply-To: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
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+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (grne guvf pneq va unys gb eryrnfr lbhe serr fnzcyr)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0027] DIGEST: buncha sources
+Keywords: surfpunk, future sex, wired, futureculture, wax, CFP-93, valdez
+
+buncha sources, some junk, one 13 year old.  someone help him out...
+
+         help a poor starving child by donating a Sun workstation...
+         Re: Future Sex (fwd)
+         Wired Magazine Addr???
+         FTP site that carries FutureCulture related
+         Third Conference on Computers, Freedom and Privacy
+         More WAX playdates
+         Re: Look who's on the internet...
+         New AT&T Digital Cordless Phone
+
+								strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+Subject: help a poor starving child by donating a Sun workstation...
+
+This is an actual post from comp.sys.sun.misc...
+
+---
+From: bblank@mailer.cc.fsu.edu (Bryan S. Blank(FIRN))
+Subject: Hello, everybody!
+Date: Sun, 10 Jan 93 19:09:57 GMT
+
+
+Hello!  My name is Bryan S. Blank.  I am 13 years old, and have been given
+an account on a VAX running Ultrix for Internet use.  My problem is that
+my machine is an 8088 that runs MS-Loss.  I am writing code in various
+languages, and always run out of space.  I have always been amazed by the
+Sun workstations, and this must be a crazy question, but does anybody have
+an extra Sun<cry,sob,weep>?  I have always love Unix and X11, but my
+parents don't have the cash, and Tallahassee, FL is so small that I can't
+find somebody with one.  This is definetly a insane post, but remember, by
+donating a computer to a child, you make America's future much
+brighter<sarcastic grin>.  If you would like to reply, please send e-mail
+to BBlank@mailer.cc.fsu.edu.  THANK YOU VERY MUCH!<Yes, I am screaming.>
+Thanks again.
+
+                                        Sincerely,
+                                                 Bryan S. Blank
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: FutureCulture Issue #169 (Friday, January 1st 1993)
+
+Date: Fri, 1 Jan 93 18:32:47 EST
+From: majcher@acsu.buffalo.edu (Murali)
+Subject: Re: Future Sex (fwd)
+
+:|I was just reading the Chicago Tribune and saw an article that talked about
+:|cyberpunck sex (Dec 28, 1992 - Tempo Section).  In this article they mention
+:|a magazine called _Future Sex_ which is published quarterly and is based in
+:|San Francisco.  The editor is one Lisa Palac.  Have you ever heard of this
+:|magazine and if so how do I go about subscribing?  If you haven't heard of
+:|this, would be so kind as to post this to FC?
+:|
+:|Thanks.
+
+:I have heard of Future Sex but for the life of me can't find any info
+:on it right now....I know it's somewhere....Anyway, if anyone has any
+:info please post it....
+
+     FUTURE
+           SEX
+     1095 Market Street
+     Suite 872
+     SF, CA  94103
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Sun, 10 Jan 93 02:27:02 PST
+From: Michael Ney <vrxaus@igc.apc.org>
+Subject: Re: Wired Magazine Addr???
+
+Tonite, it was my immense pleasure to see
+
+          W I R E D
+
+Excellent articles - cybertech mostly.
+
+I think they are doing an introductory sub offer $20 US 1 year.
+
+544 Second St
+San Fran 94107
+Tel. 415-904-0664
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+If you're looking for an FTP site that carries FutureCulture related
+stuff, try:
+                ftp.css.itd.umich.edu /poli/future.culture.d
+                ftp.eff.org pub/cud/papers/future
+                ftp.u.washington.edu public/alt.cyberpunk
+                redspread.css.itd.umich.edu
+
+If you have IRC access, look for the '#future' channel.  If it's not
+there, start it up!  Don't wait for the #future, make the #future.  =)
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+                                 CFP'93
+          The Third Conference on Computers, Freedom and Privacy
+                             9-12 March 1993
+           San Francisco Airport Marriott Hotel, Burlingame, CA
+
+The CFP'93 will assemble experts, advocates and interested people from
+a broad spectrum of disciplines and backgrounds in a balanced public
+forum to address the impact of computer and telecommunications
+technologies on freedom and privacy in society.
+
+Participants will include people from the fields of computer science,
+law, business, research, information, library science, health, public
+policy, government, law enforcement, public advocacy and many others.
+
+[... details deleted; ftp it yourself! ...]
+
+CFP'93 INFORMATION 2210 SIXTH STREET BERKELEY, CA 94710 (510) 845-1350
+cfp93@well.sf.ca.us
+
+A complete electronic version of the conference brochure with more
+detailed descriptions of the sessions, tutorials, and registration
+information is also available via anonymous ftp from sail.stanford.edu in
+the file: pub/les/cfp-93
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Sun, 10 Jan 1993 20:41:38 -0800
+From: Jamie Walker <mnq@well.sf.ca.us>
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+Subject: More WAX playdates
+Status: OR
+
+Since the news of WAX is now out nationwide, and
+my posting only give SF Bay Area playdates, here
+are the rest of the dates .. worldwide!
+wotta movie!
+                ..I didn't understand it at all.
+               ...<sob> and here I thought I was so cool.
+              ....those bees made neat sculptures, though...
+Clueless WAX-watcher: "I didn't understaaaand... explain it to me."
+Mega-/hip hackeroid: "Sure. See, first there were these bees..."
+CW-w: "Aaaaaaauuuuggghhhhhh!"
+
+****************************************************************************
+
+Jan. 14, Jan. 21
+ Wexner Center, Columbus, Ohio
+ time ?
+ (video projection... one of the best in the country)
+
+ Jan. 15
+ Media Lab, MIT
+ closed screening (but not sure)
+ (video projection; maker present)
+
+ Jan. 21
+ Knitting Factory, New York
+ 7:30 pm (Knot Room)
+ (video; maker present)
+
+ Jan. 27, 28
+ Watershed Cinema, Bristol, UK
+ (film)
+
+ Feb. 6th
+ Cornell Cinema, on campus of Cornell University
+ part of the VR-film weekend
+ (film)
+
+ Feb. 11, 12
+ Cornerhouse, Manchester, UK
+ (film)
+
+ week of Feb. 16th
+ Filmhouse, Edinburgh, UK
+ sometime that week
+ (film)
+
+ Feb. 24-28th
+ Brown University, Providence, RI
+ as part of Vanguard Festival, mainly experimental, cyberpunk, and
+ hypertext writers, with some visual artists.  Attendees include
+ Kathy Acker, Mark Leyner, Larry McCaffery, and about 30 others.
+ Sponsored by the English Department (Robert Coover). If you're in
+ Providence, check it out!
+ (film; maker present)
+
+ March 4-7
+ Hillus Intermediale Projektforschung, Vienna, Austria
+ as part of an Austrian symposium called "On-Line"; no more info
+ available at this moment
+ (video; maker present)
+
+ March 26th
+ Saratoga Springs Public Library
+ evening
+ (video; maker present)
+
+ Proposed for this period are a number of dates- not firmly fixed
+ yet. These are:
+
+ early March
+ STUC, Leuven, Belgium
+ (film; maker present)
+
+ mid-March
+ Upstate Cinema, Rhinebeck, NY
+ (film; maker present)
+
+ late-March
+ The Movies, Portland, Maine
+ (film)
+
+ April (?)
+ UNM, Albuquerque
+ (film)
+
+ May (?)
+ Clinton St. Theatre, Portland, Oregon
+ (film)
+
+ Film openings in Boston, Chicago, Washington are also possible
+ (in case you're curious why you're not listed).
+
+ A Japanese-language film version will open in Tokyo in the early
+ summer.
+
+
+ Thanks for your attention. If you think of a good venue, let me
+ know!
+
+
+ If you are curious about cassettes, I am selling a limited
+ edition of 500, signed and numbered, to help pay off the post
+ production and distribution expenses. They are $36 postpaid. My
+ address is
+
+ David Blair
+ P.O. Box 174,
+ Cooper Station
+ New York, NY 10276
+
+
+ in the UK, PAL versions, within this numbered sequence,  are
+ available for 22 pounds (postpaid) from:
+
+ NSFA
+ c/o Chris Reed
+ BBR
+ PO Box 625
+ Sheffield S13GY, UK
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Subject: Re: Look who's on the internet...
+From: Kevin Kells <kells@iis.ethz.ch>
+To: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+
+> keith@picasso /tmp 29 % ping exxon.com
+> exxon.com is alive
+> keith@picasso /tmp 31 % ping chevron.com
+> chevron.com is alive
+
+yama:~/tmp 90 % telnet valdez.exxon.com
+Trying 144.201.1.12 ...
+Connected to valdez.exxon.com.
+Escape character is '^]'.
+
+
+SunOS UNIX (valdez)
+
+login: sync
+
+*** already sunk
+Connection closed by foreign host.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Sender: charlie@rtfm.mlb.fl.us
+
+Date:     Tue, 12 Jan 1993 11:20 EDT
+From: RLILES@hsscam.mis.semi.harris.com (RAY LILES X4640 *** PAGER 722-6509)
+Subject:  New AT&T Digital Cordless Phone
+
+                      AT&T New Digital Corless Telephone
+
+AT&T today announced a high-power, all-digital cordless phone  with
+four times the range of today's conventional cordless  telephones.  The
+AT&T Extended Range Cordless Telephone 9530  operates in the 900-MHz
+frequency, providing virtually  interference-free conversations with
+consistent sound quality up  to one mile from the base.  The AT&T 9530
+uses full digital  transmission to encode speech onto a radio signal,
+much like music  is encoded onto a CD, and to provide clearer sound
+over a longer  range than cordless phones operating in the 46/49-MHz
+frequency.   AT&T's spread-spectrum, frequency-hopping architecture,
+which is  patent-pending, actually avoids interference by "hopping"
+the  radio signal among 50 of the available 173 channels during a
+conversation.  If any of the channels experience interference, the
+9530 automatically swaps it for a new, clearer channel.  Because  it
+operates over a different frequency, the AT&T 9530 is  unaffected by
+forms of interference common to 46/49-MHz cordless  phones, such as
+garage door openers, baby monitors and radio  intercoms.  It also
+performs well in environments typically difficult for conventional
+cordless, such as high-rise apartment  and multilevel buildings.  The
+random selection of 50 of 173  channels, along with digital speech
+encoding, makes it nearly  impossible to eavesdrop on conversations.
+The AT&T 9530 was  designed and developed by AT&T Bell Laboratories,
+employing  advanced integrated circuit technology developed jointly
+with AT&T  Microelectronics.  The AT&T Extended Range Cordless
+Telephone 9530  will be available in late spring at AT&T Phone Centers
+nationwide  for $449.99.  For more information, call 800-222-3111.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  osc.versant.com is alive
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+                                ----- Transcript of session follows
+                                ----- 421 Host tsoft.net not found for
+                                mailer ddn.  550
+                                bbs.doktor@tsoft.net... Host unknown
+                                421 mathcs.sewanee.edu: Host
+                                mathcs.sewanee.edu is down, will keep
+                                trying for 3 days 421 raven.ukc.ac.uk:
+                                Connection refused by raven.ukc.ac.uk,
+                                will keep trying for 3 days
+
+
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+Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 11:19:36 PST
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0028@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: cocot@osc.versant.com (gur fhcreabezny rznvy fbpvrgl)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0028] MOVIE: Money Man (An Artist Who Makes Money.  Literally.)
+Keywords: surfpunk, Philip Hass, J S G Boggs, Secret Service
+
+R U Serious (editor of Mondo2000) said something to the effect that
+money is the ultimate current example of virtual reality -- not being
+backed by gold or anything real, it's just bits and bytes on paper, in
+computers, in stock exchanges.  Monetary transcations today are
+basically hard disk writes.
+								strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: New York Times, 15 Jan 93, National Edition, pB10
+Headline: An Artist Who Makes Money.  Literally.
+Byline: By Stephen Holden
+
+	| Money Man
+	| Directed by Philip Haas
+	| Released by Milestone Films
+	| Running time 60 minutes.
+	|_____________________________
+
+  J S G Boggs, the subject of Philip Haas's intriguing documentary film
+"Money Man," is an artistic provocateur whose chosen form of expression
+is the creation of homemade currency.  His hand-drawn bills, while not
+strictly counterfeit, look enough like the real thing to have alarmed
+the autorities in several countries.  In Australia and England he has
+been arrested for counterfeiting but later acquitted of the charges.
+And in 1991, the Secret Service seized 15 of his bills in a hotel room
+in Cheyenne, Wyo.  The agency, while declining to prosecute, refused to
+return the bills, which the artist prefers to call "notes."
+
+  More than a superb draftsman, Mr Boggs is an ingenious Conceptual
+artist whose finished works, which he calls "transactions," require the
+participants to re-think basic notions about money, art, and value.  He
+doesn't consider one of his works complete until he has "spent" one of
+his fake bills and received real currency in exchange.  The bills
+themselves often have whimsical touches, like his signing of his own
+name as Secretary of the Treasury, or his initialing the back of a
+one-faced bill with a thumb print.
+
+  "Money Man," which has opened in New York and will spread to other
+cities at the end of the month, follows the artist on a motorcycle trip
+from his home in Pittsburgh to Washington, where he hopes to retrieve
+the notes that were confiscated in Cheyenne. ...
+
+  ... The artist has refined a clever spiel to explain the purpose
+of his work.  It forces people, he explains, to consider the processes
+that determine the value of an object.  It also subverts the art-world
+establishment by eliminating the middle man.
+
+  ...
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Pull the wool over your own eyes.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+					:w ! spell
+					BARRNET
+					Boggs
+					COCOT
+					Hass
+					Mondo2000
+					SURFPUNK
+					SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal
+					Wyo
+					Xanalogical
+					acquitted
+					cocot
+					osc.versant.com
+					pB10
+					strick
+					surfpunk
+					zine
+					[Hit return to continue]
+
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+Date: Mon, 18 Jan 93 21:53:07 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0029@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Rpbyr Abeznyr Fhcrevrher)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0029] DIGEST: L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN, CP/SP lists
+Keywords: surfpunk, gilligans island, cyberpunk, steampunk, future sex
+
+                     |    I have spent the majority of my 36 years in
+                     | orphanages, reformatories, prisons, and mental
+                     | institutions.  I had four oboe teachers and each
+                     | one fell into an irrigation sluice and drowned.
+                     | I'd tried explaining to my social workers that I
+                     | hated double-reed mouthpieces.  I pleaded with
+                     | them not to make me take lessons on any
+                     | instrument in the oboe family, which also
+                     | includes the English horn, the bassoon, and the
+                     | double bassoon.  But nobody listened.
+                     |
+                     |                             -- mark leyner
+                     |                                   et tu, babe
+                     |________________________________________________
+
+
+Ever struggling to keep up with culture, this issue we start with an
+amazing essay on Gilligan's Island.  Then three FutureCulture postings
+from this dude verge@cyberden.sf.ca.us which includes a couple of
+checklists and a zine rant.  No, i haven't seen the zine, even though
+this is the second time I let a plug for it trickle thru the surf...
+
+                                                                --strick
+
+	Subject: L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN
+	Subject: "The Best/Worst CP"
+	Subject: FYI: "Steampunk"
+	Subject: FUTURE SEX
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: YUCKS
+
+Date: Wed, 13 May 92 21:54:36 -0400
+From: bzs@world.std.com (Barry Shein)
+Subject: L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN
+To: eniac
+
+Cut from little fragments of desconstruction paper and glued together
+with a perturbing semi-idiotic elegance, no Aaron Spelling flames
+please...(this was sent to me in the mail for no doubt important
+reasons):
+
+
+                     L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN
+
+                        Brian Morton
+
+     The hegemonic discourse of postmodernity valorizes modes of
+expressive and "aesthetic" praxis which preclude any dialogic
+articulation (in, of course, the Bakhtinian sense) of the
+antinomies of consumer capitalism.  But some emergent forms of
+discourse inscribed in popular fictions contain, as a
+constitutive element, metanarratives wherein the characteristic
+tropes of consumer capitalism are subverted even as they are
+apparently affirmed.  A paradigmatic text in this regard is the
+television series _Gilligan's Island_, whose seventy-two episodes
+constitute a master-narrative of imprisonment, escape, and
+reimprisonment which eerily encodes a Lacanian construct of
+compulsive reenactment within a Foucaultian scenario of a
+panoptic social order in which resistance to power is merely one
+of the forms assumed by power itself. [1]
+
+     The "island" of the title is a pastoral dystopia, but a
+dystopia with a difference--or, rather, a dystopia with a
+_differance_ (in, of course, the Derridean sense), for this is a
+dystopia characterized by the free play of signifier
+and signified.  The key figure of "Gilligan" enacts a dialect of
+absence and presence.  In his relations with the Skipper, the
+Millionaire, and the Professor, Gilligan is the repressed, the
+excluded.  The Other:  He is the id to the Skipper's Ego, the
+proletariat to the Millionaire's bourgeoisie, Caliban to the
+Professor's Prospero. [2]  But the binarism of this duality is
+deconstructed by Gilligan's relations with Ginger the movie star.
+Here Gilligan himself is the oppressor:  Under the male gaze of
+Gilligan, Ginger becomes the Feminine-as-Other, the
+interiorization of a "self" that is wholly constituted by the
+linguistic conventions of phallocratic desire (keeping in mind,
+of course, Saussure's _langue/parole_ distinction).  That Ginger is
+identified as a "movie star" even in the technologically barren
+confines of the desert island foreshadows Debord's concept of the
+"society of the spectacle," wherein events and "individuals" are
+reduced to simulacra. [3]  Indeed, we find a stunningly prescient
+example of what Baudrillard as called the "depthlessness" of
+American in the apparent "stupidity" of Gilligan and, indeed, of
+the entire series. [4]
+
+     The eclipse of linearity effectuated by postmodernity, then,
+necessitates a new approach to the creation of modes of
+liberatory/expressive praxis.  The monologic and repressive
+dominance of traditional "texts" (i.e., books) has been
+decentered by a dialogic discourse in which the "texts" of
+popular  culture have assumed their rightful place.  This has
+enormous implications for cultural and social theory.  A journal
+like _Dissent_, instead of exploring the question of whether
+socialism is really dead, would make a greater contribution
+to postmodern discourse by exploring the question of whether
+Elvis is really dead.  This I hope to demonstrate in a future
+study.
+
+---------
+FOOTNOTES
+
+1. Gilligan himself represents the transgressive potentialities
+of the decentered ego.  See Georges Thibault, _Jouissance et
+Jalousie dans L'Isle de Gilligan_, unpublished dissertation on
+file at the Ecole Normale Superieure (St. Cloud).
+
+2. _Gilligan's Island_ may be periodized into an early, Barthean
+phase, in which most episodes ended with an exhibition of
+Gilliganian _jouissance_, and a second phase whose main
+inspiration is apparently that of Nietzsche, via Lyotard.  The
+absence of any influence of Habermas is itself a testimony to the
+all-pervasiveness of Habermas's thought.
+
+3. The 1981 television movie _Escape from Gilligan's Island_
+represents a reactionary attempt to totalize what had been
+theorized in the series as an untotalizable herteroglossia, a
+_bricolage_.  The late 1970s influence of the Kristevan semiotic
+needs no further comment here.
+
+4. Why do the early episodes privilege a discourse of metonymy?
+And what of the title--_Gilligan's Island_?  In what sense is the
+island "his"?  I do not have the space to pursue these questions
+here, but I hope to do so in a forthcoming book.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: FutureCulture
+
+Subject: "The Best/Worst CP"
+From: verge@cyberden.sf.ca.us
+Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 19:45:08 PST
+
+Hawkeye, Steve & The Gang:
+
+Do you pester the magician to reveal the secrets of his tricks? Do you
+read the last page of a mystery first? Whatever happened to the wonder of
+life? One of favorite quotes, from the domain of the theatre: "Don't Let
+The Wheels Show". Alas & Alack, this is, afterall, the Age of
+Information, so I guess simple statement without the "road to--" won't
+do. So under several hundred (or, at least one) peers of pressure, here's
+the wheels to my mystery, "The Best/Worst CP":
+--so there. Feh!
+
+Best Nonfiction: _The Hacker Crackdown_ by B. Sterling
+--not only raw data, but a damned good writer's slant. Who else to write
+about the cyberpunks but one of the guys who made us up in the first
+place?
+
+Worst Nonfiction: _Mondo's Guide to the New Edge_
+--Stylish zammin' and zippin', coastin' and speedin' bod but no brains
+(Rudy--sob--how could you?). Besides, man, hey got the number to the
+Cyberden--see below--WRONG!)
+
+Best Fiction: _Bad Voltage_ by Jonathan Littell
+--The coolest (far better than _Mona Lisa_)! Kids out for naught but
+kicks, bi-sexuality, skyrocket wargames in the sewers of Paris, the corp
+comes crashing at the end, but it ain't "Let's save the world" but "Fuck
+you, rich kid!". Recommended!
+
+Worst Fiction: _Johnny Zed_ by John Gregory Betancourt
+--Naught but cover-to-cover line noise with cute cover art. Bleh!
+
+Best Invention: Mac Powerbooks
+--Portable, user-friendly, CD-ROM, 8/80, fax/modem in your briefcase.
+
+Worst Invention: Mac Powerbooks
+--LCD screen. Ever try to do anything serious?
+
+Best Flick: _WAX - or The Discovery of Television Among the Bees_ & _The
+Falls_
+--I love trips through other folk's disturbed psyches. More Dick that CP,
+both are better than Hollywood's "acceptable" view of a CP century (save
+_Blade_ but everyone puts THAT one on their lists!).
+
+Worst Flick: _The Lawnmower Man_
+--Do you _have_ to ask why?
+
+Best 'zine: bOING-bOING, 2600 (tie)
+--BB for the creative, 2600 for the anal pros
+
+Worst 'zine: MONDO 2000
+--body of death, brains of a road-kill. Whoever thought CP could be
+stupid?
+
+Best Drug: The new Acid
+--You can fuck and come on it.
+
+Worst Drug: X
+--You can't fuck and come on it.
+
+Best Tune: "Even Better Than The Real Thing" U2 & "Free Your Mind" En
+Vogue
+--ZOO TV. They, dudes, I think they might be getting it. Black plastic,
+cornball VR, give 'em a few years and they might just be hip enough to be
+CP cool. En Vogue: I like 'em black ladies, dey make me so horny--
+
+Worst Tune: Anything by U2 after the Negitiveland suit
+--the lawyers and suits for the The Rock n' Roll Ethnic Rebels( (Irish
+line) thought they might loose candy money over the haha's of our local
+boys. Brought out the big guns and squashed de little guys flat. Somebody
+crash those fucker's accounting records--
+
+Best Corporate Moment: Desert Storm
+--Brought to you buy General Electric. We make great refrigerators, too.
+
+Worst Corporate Moment: Donald Trump & Ivan Bosky (tie)
+--"PAY NO ATTENTION TO THOSE MEN BEHIND THE LOGOS!"
+
+Best Punk Moment: The LA Revolution
+--"Three meals, one day without power, and a moment captured on
+tape--away from Revolution!
+
+Worst Punk Moment: The Negitiveland suit
+--ibid
+
+Best Hack Moment: Decrypting AGRIPPA
+--Okay, an over-the-counter (the real best is the stuff you don't see
+except for the scalp waving in the air). But cool, none-the-less. Bummer
+was that it took so damned long--
+
+Worst Hack Moment: Snitching during "Operation Sun Devil"
+--Guys in suits. Knock, knock--and will do anything not to share a cell
+with a Hells Angel.
+
+Best Program: "Beyond Cyperpunk"
+--Major suck-up. Me wanna work on the sequel stack!
+
+Worst Program: Windows
+--Go buy a fuckin' Mac!
+
+Best Event: The Ministry at Lalapaloosa
+--Full of sound, fury, lights, tech, signifying something (I guess). But
+still soooo cool.
+
+Worst Event: Gay-bashing at Lalapaloosa
+--I have seen the future and it is mean, nasty, and stupid.
+
+Best Sex: The new S/M
+--there was this sweet little Mistress, and what we didn't have was quite
+sex, but, still, quite, quite QUITE HOT!
+
+Worst Sex: Hep A, B, & C*
+--*Easier to catch than the red ribbon, no remedy, kills faster.
+
+Best Future Culture Discussion: Is it or isn't it W. Gibson? And who
+cares?
+--IT'S REALLY HIM. IT'S REALLY HIM. Okay, okay, it MIGHT REALLY BE HIM!
+
+Worst Future Culture Discussion: AUtopia -- will there be punks in
+paradise?
+--Utopias make me nervous. Who makes the rules? Barely-surviving &
+being-independant makes for some hard-edge choices/decisions. I perfer to
+live in the cracks, in my own weird world, than start to act like a
+Heinlein hero.
+
+Best Personality: P'Orridge
+--"Wanna see my modified genitalia?"
+
+Worst Personality: Sandra Bernhardt
+--Is she or isn't she gay/straight/bi? Who cares? For certain: SHE'S A
+PRICK!
+
+tha-tha-that's all folks!
+
+Verge
+
+!!!!!!!!!!!!!
+Pere Ubu sez:
+"Surrealism au service de la revolution!"
+!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
+
+Verge sez:
+"Got me if it's right or not. Looks cool. You get the gist, and I stole
+it from Kadrey"
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: FutureCulture
+
+Subject: FYI: "Steampunk"
+From: verge@cyberden.sf.ca.us
+Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 19:57:00 PST
+
+Hawkeye & The Gang:
+
+Whoa, son, I say, whoa--what's all this (line) noise from Dave about the
+punks being disbanded--DISBANDED, I SAY (WHERE THE HELL'S THE VOLUME ON
+THIS-HERE THANG??!)
+
+(Ahem) anyway, if my name isn't Raul Duke  (and it isn't) CP's about as
+dead as one of Dr. Adder's patients with a live wire up her--anyway. CP
+continues to be written, hacked out, hacked with, lived by (been to SF,
+NY, LA lately?). We still got the S's (Shirley, Shiner, Shepard,
+Sterling), the R's (Russo, Rucker), Gibson, Farren, Williams, et all.
+RE/Search is still out there, Semiotext(e) is still plugging away,
+Autodesk hasn't folded (but--agast--so hasn't MONDO), Future Sex is still
+(ahem) plugging away. "Bob" is still in his
+heaven--BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH--
+
+Yeah, but I didn't come to praise Ceasar. FYI: "Steampunk", cute twist of
+coinage to mean fantasies (usually) set in either alternia or hidden past
+Victorian (or somesuch) world. Right now, Sterling/Gibson's BLEH!
+_Difference Engine_ is being banded around. Poor example. Check out,
+instead:
+
+Jeter's _Infernal Devices_
+
+Powers's _The Anubis Gates_
+
+Blaylock _Homoculous_ (Powers/Blaylock are masters of this)
+
+Powers's _On Stranger Tides_
+
+H. Harrison's _A Transatlantic Tunnel "Hurrah!"_ (slipstream Steampunk)
+
+Lupoff's _Circumpolar_ (has written others like, sort-of slipstream).
+
+--BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH--
+
+as for "slipstream" hope more enlightened cybersea surfers will
+enlighten. Me? The boss is walking this way--
+
+Verge
+
+!!!!!!!!!!!!!
+Pere Ubu sez:
+"Surrealism au service de la revolution!"
+!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: FutureCulture
+
+Subject: FUTURE SEX
+From: verge@cyberden.sf.ca.us
+Date: Fri, 15 Jan 93 19:56:14 PST
+
+Hawkeye & The Gang:
+
+In response to Murali's (?) of FUTURE SEX, here's a little ramble down
+ascii lane about that certain 'zine. Music please--
+
+"--there was this little 'zine, not at all wonderful to see. A brilliant
+little spark, but boring through and through. The first issue was a bust
+(and Natillie certainly has those), but Kadrey on VR sex, fairly hot
+cybersex tales, Shirley stoking the fires of feminism with his "from the
+edge" postcards of Tai prostitues and their "almost seem to enjoy it".
+Lisa Palac is the ediatrix, of noble birth and grand qualifications:
+having taken the helm of the outrageous and Nobel-prize winning lesbo
+'zine _On Our Backs_. After that, we come to learn, she got dumped on
+this project. Knowing this, the first issue (being Natillie's bust) is
+excusable.
+
+"--now issue two just hit the stands, and while it ain't right before me,
+I can report to the committee it's kinky attitude, it's crotch shots,
+good photos, Saenz doin' the MacPlaymate/Valerie thang (with his VR sex
+gizmo gatefold that's cool to beheld. A lady who had bad words for FC,
+has her time in the sun-guns, naked and soft she basks, in the 'zine she
+lambasts. The one and only Carol Queen does a review, and the 'zine is
+better than before, though never better than the real thang--"
+
+One change, though, get out your pen and pencils folks, you got the suite
+wrong:
+
+FUTURE
+SEX
+1095 Market Street
+Suite *809*
+SF, CA  94103
+
+--I have their office number, so give 'em a call (it's printed in the
+'zine, so it ain't a big score):
+
+(415) 621-5496
+
+It's recommended, can't wait for number three, or four. Ah, but I may
+have reason to be predjudiced about number four--
+
+Verge
+
+!!!!!!!!!!!!!
+Pere Ubu sez:
+"Surrealism au service de la revolution!"
+!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Thanks, babe.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
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+Date: Mon, 18 Jan 93 22:18:06 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0030@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (qverpgbe bs pvephyngvba nppbhagvat)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0030] NOIZIK: THE LETTER U AND THE NUMERAL 2
+Keywords: surfpunk, negativland, SST, Island, U2
+
+                     | Dear Subscriber,
+                     | 
+                     | Your satisfaction as a customer is of paramount
+                     | importance to us, and we make continuing efforts
+                     | to improve our service to you. . . .  As always,
+                     | we welcome your questions, comments or any
+                     | suggestions that will help us provide you with
+                     | the best of service.  Thank you for being our
+                     | customer.
+                     |             Sincerely,  Paul G Ingels
+                     |             Director of Circulation Accounting
+                     |             San Francisco Newspaper Agency
+                     |________________________________________________ 
+
+
+Someone took me up on my request for portions of THE LETTER U AND 
+THE NUMERAL 2, the limited edition booklet by Negativland.  I copied
+the previous Negativland stuff to both FutureCulture and Subgenious
+lists.  Someone on FutureCulture typed all this in, in anti-violation
+of its anti-copyright.
+
+The interview with U2's Edge by R U Serious of Mondo2000 and Mark
+Hosler & Don Joyce of Negativland is the most interesting thing in the
+lot.  Unfortunately there is only a summary of it here.  You can
+probably find this fall's issue of Mondo2000, which has a good portion
+of it.
+
+Notice this takes a small step backwards -- the Christmas Letter in
+surfpunk-0025 is more recent than any of this.
+
+                                                                --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: FutureCulture
+
+Date: Sat, 16 Jan 93 23:34:16 -0800
+From: Brian Willoughby <sounds!brianw@nwnexus.wa.com>
+Subject: U2 Negativland - The Event Synopsis
+
+Re: The "U2" single from the band called Negativland
+
+I wish I had a scanner so I could send the entire contents of
+Negativland's magazine/press release collection.  Apparently the
+publishers have an anti-copyright on its contents to encourage copying
+and distribution.  It is titled:
+
+		NEGATIVLAND
+	THE LETTER U AND THE NUMERAL 2
+
+You probably won't be able to find it - at least I had a great deal of
+trouble.  There were a limited number printed.  You might be able to
+order a copy from:
+
+Negativmailorderland
+109 Minna #391
+San Francisco, CA 94105
+
+Write them for more information.
+
+Since it is unlikely that you will find a copy, I will summarize its
+contents below (the first three items are from a different source, but
+are included to flesh out the early history of the single).  This
+summary is far from the complete story, which could only be told by the
+original documents in their entirety, but it is the shortest synopsis I
+could manage and still cover the full scope of the events.  Feel free
+to distribute this (without editing).
+
+HISTORY:
+
+After a Negativland concert in Portland, Oregon, a fan hands the band a
+tape of outtakes from Casey Kasem's American Top 40.
+
+Mark Hosler finds an ad in the back of a music magazine offering
+presequenced MIDI arrangements of top-40 songs including a disk with
+U2's "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For".
+
+  "I have the /Joshua Tree/ album," Hosler says.  "I like the record ...
+  there's a lot of /feel/ to the way they play their rock and roll, and
+  I figured it would translate into a computer really badly ... probably
+  badly in a way that's good, you know -- that we would like, and that
+  would be funny.  Then I was /also/ realizing that if we got
+  [bandmember] David [Wills], otherwise known as The Weatherman, to do
+  the vocals ... if I gave him a version of the lyrics and I wrote it
+  kind of illegibly, I bet he would really mess them up, and I bet he
+  would butcher them in a really nice way."  
+
+Aug. 20, 1991:
+	SST Records releases Negativland's single titled "U2"
+
+CONTENTS of Single:
+Cover:	(From largest to smallest)
+	The text "U2".
+	Photo of a U-2 spy plane.
+	The group's name: "NEGATIVLAND"
+Two tracks.
+Audio mix:
+Casey Kasem outtakes from The American Top 40 Radio Show:
+	- TRACK ONE -
+	"This is American Top 40"
+	"Here's the first top 40 hit ..."
+	"... for the Irish band from Dublin who call themselves 'U2'." 
+
+	"That's the letter /U/ - and the numeral /two/!"
+	"That's the /letter/ U - and the /numeral/ two!"
+	"What the hell's going on here?"
+	"Good Golly Miss Molly"
+	"Let the god-damn jingle ID this show.  I ID the show whenever
+	there isn't a jingle, don't I?  Don't I do it between every
+	god-damn record that we play?"
+	"That's the letter U - and the numeral two.
+	The four man band features Adam Clayton on bass, Larry Mullen on
+	drums, Dave Evans, nicknamed The Edge on ...
+	This is bullshit.  Nobody cares.  These guys are from England
+	and who /gives/ a shit?"
+	"Just a lot of wasted names that don't mean diddley shit!"
+	- TRACK TWO -
+	"Oh Fuck!"
+	"OK.  I want a god-damn concerted effort to come out of a record
+	that isn't a /fucking/ up-tempo record every time I do a
+	god-damn /death/ dedication!"
+	"I want somebody to use his fucking brains to not to come out of
+	a god-damn record that is ... uh .. that's, that's up-tempo and
+	I've gotta talk about a fucking dog dying!"
+	"This is fuckin' ponderous, man."
+	"This is American Top 40, right here on the radio station you
+	grew up with, Music Radio 1 3 8 Oh Fuck!"
+David Wills a.k.a. The Weatherman:
+	narration and an ad-libbed spoken rendition of U2's lyrics
+Bono: excerpt from recorded (MTV?) interview:
+	"uh ... uh, the /last/ thing we wanted to do was sound like
+	anybody else."
+	"So with U2 ... got a challenge, musically speaking."
+	"You know, you've gotta find new sounds on guitar, you gotta
+	find a new way of approaching the four/four beat.  y' y' you
+	know, rock-n-roll still needs innovation, you know, and there's
+	a lot, there's, there's a lot out there."
+MIDI sequence of "Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For", legally
+	purchased and instrumented with various noises for the
+	percussion and kazoo for the melody.
+Various live Ham Radio broadcasts
+Various sampled sounds and voices and quotes from undetermined sources
+
+... nearly exactly two weeks later ...
+
+Sept. 3, 1991:
+	Island Records and Warner/Chappell Music publishers sue
+	SST Records and Negativland.
+Sept. 5, 1991:
+	A 180 page legal document, Case #: CV 91-4735AAH (GHKX), is
+	filed at the Los Angeles branch of the U.S. District Court which
+	cost Island approximately $10,000 to produce.
+Sept. 23, 1991:
+	Article in _San_Francisco_Chronicle_, page E4,
+	"U2's Label Stops Sales of Parody"
+Sept. 24, 1991:
+	Article in _Village_Voice_, Rockbeat, "Reproduction or What?"
+Oct. 8, 1991:
+	SST Records agrees, on Negativland's and their own behalf, to
+	enter into a settlement agreement to pay damages to Island and
+	Warner/Chappell.  SST Records then proceeds to try to trick
+	Negativland into signing a separate agreement which will lay the
+	entire blame and costs upon Negativland, including any and all
+	costs incurred by SST Records, without any requirement for
+	SST Records to show accounting of these costs and without any
+	restriction that SST Records will not further sue Negativland.
+Oct. 15, 1991:
+	Originally scheduled preliminary injunction hearing
+Oct. 31, 1991:
+	Negativland responds to SST Records, refusing their demands but
+	offering to pay half the costs while sharing responsibility
+	(SST Records makes $6 for every $1 that Negativland makes on
+	sales of their records).  Negativland further asks that
+	SST Records show accounting records as proof of their costs, and
+	that Negativland will not be held responsible if SST Records
+	does not fulfill their obligations under the release agreement
+	with Island and Warner/Chappell.
+Nov. 10, 1991:
+	Negativland's First Press Release:
+	"U2 Negativland: The Case From Our Side"
+Nov. 19, 1991:
+	Chris Blackwell, President of Island Records, sends a fax to
+	Negativland admitting that the members of U2 have given him a
+	huge amount of hastle (sic) not to press for payment.  But Chris
+	still wants to be reimbursed for US$55,000 in legal fees.
+Nov. 20, 1991:
+	Negativland responds to Chris Blackwell.
+	They point out that Island could have politely asked for a cover
+	change instead of instigating an expensive legal battle, and
+	also that SST Records is currently dumping all costs upon
+	Negativland.  They further suggest that Island could:
+	1) release the single with their own cover, take their legal
+	fees from the profits, and then share the remaining profits with
+	Negativland under standard royalties.
+	2) release the less offensive track (#1) as a B-side of a U2
+	single, as suggested by Paul McGuiness, U2's manager, to avoid
+	any stigma of censorship attached to U2.
+	3) call off the settlement and allow SST to continue selling the
+	record, paying royalties to Island instead of Negativland, on
+	the condition that Island is free to design a sticker appearing
+	on the cover: "This Is Not A U2 Record" or whatever.
+	- Negativland further invites Island to suggest their own
+	variation for a solution.
+Nov. 21, 1991:
+	Court delivers final judgement ordering SST Records and
+	Negativland to stop production, recall all copies from stores
+	and radio stations, and deliver absolutely everything to Island
+	for destruction - monitoring of the entire process to be under
+	the jurisdiction of the court.
+Dec. 5, 1991:
+	Negativland sends a fax to Dermott Hayes, Irish Music Writer and
+	Friend of U2, upon his request, including copies of
+	Chris Blackwell's fax.  They ask for help from Mr. Hayes with
+	both Island and the members of U2.
+Dec. 11, 1991:
+	Negativland sends a severance letter to SST Records.
+Dec. 19, 1991:
+	Negativland sends a fax to Island President: Chris Blackwell,
+	Island Vice President of Business Affairs: Eric Levine,
+	U2 Manager: Paul McGuiness, and U2 saying that they had no
+	involvement in SST Records' `Kill Bono' t-shirt and promotional
+	campaign.  They also ask for mercy considering that SST Records
+	is holding Negativland responsible for all legal costs, and they
+	also bug Chris Blackwell to respond to their earlier fax.
+Dec. 20, 1991:
+	SST Records makes their first press release, mixing fact with
+	fanciful fiction.  They detail the case and costs, but unfairly
+	state that Negativland has paid no legal or other expenses (SST
+	is keeping 100% of Negativland's royalties from all of their
+	releases, which is a significant monetary loss), and they also
+	wrongly accuse Negativland of remaining silent (despite their
+	many faxes and press releases).
+Jan. 21, 1992:
+	Negativland's Second Press Release, through Universal Media
+	Netweb, details the story so far and even includes copies of the
+	various faxes and press releases to date.  It is pointed out
+	that SST Records owns most of Negativland's back catalog,
+	including a final EP, /Guns/, to be released in Feb. '92,
+	revealing to the thoughtful reader that SST has a significant
+	source of income at the expense of Negativland's right to their
+	contractual royalties.
+Jan. 28, 1992:
+	Paul McGuinness, U2's Manager, sends Negativland a confused,
+	hand-written, and rather lame fax which seems to attempt to turn
+	the focus away from U2 and Island.
+Feb. 1, 1992:
+	Article in _Rolling_Stone_, Random Notes, showing the single's
+	cover and quoting Paul McGuiness and Mark Hosler.
+Feb. 3, 1992:
+	SST Records makes their second press release, accusing
+	Negativland of spreading misinformation.  They state that their
+	legal costs would not be recouped until 2257 AD based upon
+	Negativland's current sales.  The press release includes
+	language from Greg Ginn, the owner of SST, saying "I contend
+	that Mark Hosler is a lying motherfucker", and suggests a lie
+	detector test between the two.  (Although Greg states that
+	Negativland previously agreed to take full responsibility for
+	their releases, he describes situations which should have
+	alerted SST to the potential problem such that they could have
+	easily avoided the situation)  Greg goes on to tell a sob story
+	about how poor SST Records is compared to the members of
+	Negativland with their "cushy" corporate jobs which allow them
+	to treat music as a hobby.  Greg repeatedly uses the terms
+	"cushy" and "motherfucker" throughout the four page press
+	release.  His edited history conveniently omits the first
+	Negativland press release to support his earlier claim that they
+	had remained silent.
+Feb. 12, 1992:
+	Negativland responds to Paul McGuinness regarding his strange
+	fax, but they keep their usual businesslike, to-the-point style.
+	Negativland calmly reminds him of the situation and makes a few
+	reasonable requests and observations.  They also point out that,
+	despite U2's highly visible good public relations with
+	Greenpeace and Amnesty International endorsements, how Island
+	Records is owned by Polygram, and Polygram is owned by Philips,
+	and that Philips, besides manufacturing audio equipment, is
+	ranked 66th out of 100 defense contractors, is in the top 50
+	contractors in the U.S. Department of Defense, and has a
+	significant presence in South Africa (about 4000 employees).
+Feb. 17, 1992:
+	Negativland's Third Press Release is again through Universal
+	Media Netweb. and they have now taken on a tongue-in-cheek
+	approach.  Apparently, their press releases have entered into
+	the realm of creative art.
+Feb. 26, 1992:
+	SST Records Hires Expensive Corporate Entertainment Lawyer to
+	Sue Negativland.  Although the layer's letter contains
+	convincing legalese, it appears to mostly be a threat to settle
+	out of court within ten days - or else.  In addition to
+	insinuations with respect to a previous legal agreement which is
+	not actually quoted, there is also mention that SST Records
+	expects Negativland to deliver two new releases which "belong"
+	to SST Records.
+Mar. 4, 1992:
+	Negativland's Fourth Press Release continues the style of
+	humorous media art creations characteristic of their other
+	Universal Media Netweb press releases.
+Mar. 5, 1992:
+	Negativland sends a well-constructed response to SST Records'
+	Expensive Corporate Entertainment Lawyer.  They basically refuse
+	to be steamrollered by threats, but are willing to act
+	responsibly and legally and maintain their original offer of a
+	50/50 split.  They also (again) review the course of events so
+	far.
+Mar. 10, 1992:
+	Negativland sends an appeal directly to U2, during their
+	/Zoo TV/ tour, that the members ask Island to return the single
+	so that Negativland can change the cover and re-release it to
+	pay off the mounting legal fees.
+Mar. 24, 1992:
+	Eric Levine of Island sends a fax to Paul McGuiness, U2's
+	Manager, stating that the single cannot be returned to
+	Negativland under threat from the lawyers of Casey Kasem that
+	Island will be sued as a result of any kind of release or
+	transfer of rights of said recording.
+Apr. 1992:
+	Casey Kasem (interviewed outside Las Vegas, Nevada, by KUNV and
+	KAOS radio stations regarding Negativland's use of the recording
+	of his voice): "I'm against censorship of any kind.  Even
+	Casey Kasem.  If they want to censor me, fine.  But that's not
+	fine,  You can't censor me because I believe in the First
+	Amendment.  Nobody should be censored"
+Apr. 14, 1992:
+	Negativland writes a 'Letter to the Editor' of BAM Magazine
+	responding to their publication of the SST Records' press
+	release, which had curiously been edited to remove obscenities
+	and was in other ways not a fair representation of the facts.
+Apr. 21, 1992:
+	Negativland procures a credit report on SST Records which proves
+	that the company is worth a cool $1.205 million, expects
+	annual sales of $5 million, and has enjoyed a net annual income
+	of $821,956.
+Apr. 29, 1992:
+	Casey Kasem's Attorneys, Armbruster, Adler, Briskin & Glushon,
+	respond to Negativland's Apr. 21, 1992 letter to Mr. Kasem
+	requesting permission to release the U2 Negativland single.  The
+	letter states that Mr. Kasem will _not_ grant such permission
+	and will pursue all legal remedies in the event of release of
+	the single or any other use of the outtakes of Mr. Kasem from
+	the American Top 40 Radio Show.  The lawyers copied Chris
+	Blackwell, Eric Levine, Paul McGuinness and Casey Kasem to make
+	sure that there can be no mistake about the matter.
+June, 1992:
+	U2's publicist in L.A. contacts /Mondo 2000/ magazine on behalf
+	of the group's guitarist. The Edge, with the idea of doing a
+	rare interview concerning the group's /Zoo TV/ tour and its use
+	of technology.  /Mondo/ editor R. U. Serius then, without
+	The Edge's knowledge, contacts his friends Don Joyce and Mark
+	Hosler of Negativland with an invitation to participate in the
+	interview.
+June 20, 1992:
+	Negativland's Fifth and Final Press Release through Universal
+	Media Netweb.  The humor of mass media as art is at its highest
+	and most creative.
+June 25, 1992:
+	Negativland joins R. U. Serius to await the interview call from
+	The Edge in Dublin.
+INTERVIEW HIGHLIGHTS:
+	The Edge: "Well, I just like the magazine.  I've seen a few
+	issues.  And its just so boring, the usual magazine kind of
+	angles, so well-trodden.  I just thought you might have an
+	interesting angle on what we're doing which would be a little
+	bit more imaginative."
+	The interview begins with the un-introduced Mark and Don
+	discussing issues with The Edge such as U2's initial discomfort
+	with the idea of being a big band, their concept of Zoo TV as a
+	live remix of the satellite video airwaves during concert, their
+	attempts to remain an "irreverent" influence, and the issues of
+	re-broadcasting copyrighted TV broadcasts in a live venue where
+	people paid for a ticket.  The Edge maintains that fragmentary
+	use is acceptable, and even cites a case where dance records
+	have sampled a U2 drum loop.  It is at this point that
+	R. U. Serius  interjects to announce that Mark and Don, aside
+	from being occasional contributors to Mondo 2000, are members of 
+
+	a band called Negativland.
+	A big "Ahhhhhh!" from The Edge.
+	As the discussion continues, The Edge admits limited knowledge
+	of the events, but seems to think that Island's actions were
+	understandable, if not in agreement with U2's wishes after the
+	fact.  As Mark and Don tell the full story, The Edge exudes
+	surprised exclamations which seem to indicate that he was not
+	aware of the full story.  They discuss how unfair Island's
+	economic sledgehammer was against such a small band, they
+	discuss the two-faced Casey Kasem, they discuss the lack of
+	willingness of the other parties to accept Negativland's
+	reasonable compromises, they discuss the public domain and new
+	ideas for the extent of copyrights, they discuss the future of
+	folk art. Negativland even admits that the cover art was their
+	own design.
+	The Edge seems to think his band powerless to control Island,
+	but Negativland argue that they should have a lot of pull as the
+	largest moneymaker with Island (14 million copies of "The Joshua
+	Tree", the first CD to sell in such numbers).  Negativland also
+	states that U2's management insulates them from the real world
+	and that U2 cannot claim to be uninterested in legal concerns
+	since they are hooked up with legality in a big way.
+	Just as they are discussing how Negativland was dealing with
+	bureaucratic company business, the phone disconnects.
+	The Edge earns good points by immediately phoning again.
+	The discussion continues with what happened versus what the
+	group could have done regarding this and future copyright
+	issues.  Negativland asks The Edge if he has heard of the book
+	called /Hit Men/ by Frederick Dannen, which he admits he owns
+	but has not read, and then urges him to read it.  They go on to
+	discuss how U2 had been sued because Bono made some live quotes
+	of only one or two phrases of copyrighted material.  When the
+	'Kill Bono' t-shirt from SST Records comes up, The Edge says he
+	wants one!
+	The interview ends with Negativland touching upon the negative
+	press which U2 has received, how Island must have anticipated
+	this, and then Mark finally asks The Edge for a $15 to $20
+	thousand dollar loan, repayable with 10% interest after 9
+	months, in order to fund their own record company - and also to
+	allow U2 some great publicity.
+July 31, 1992:
+	Negativland writes to Casey Kasem alerting him to the impending
+	publication of this U2 interview and asks him to reconsider
+	permitting Island to release the single to Negativland since it
+	would probably result in a better public image for Mr. Kasem.
+	Negativland includes a copy of the interview, their Final Press
+	Release, the transcript of Kasem's interview with radio stations
+	KUNV and KAOS, and the letter from Kasem's lawyers Armbruster,
+	et. al.
+Aug. 20, 1992:
+	The magazine, NEGATIVLAND  THE LETTER U AND THE NUMERAL 2, goes
+	to press and so far: The Edge never lent Negativland the money,
+	Casey Kasem has not responded, and SST is still threatening to
+	sue Negativland.
+Fall, 1992:
+	Mondo 2000 publishes a large excerpt from the U2 interview,
+	circulation 100,000.
+
+---
+Brian Willoughby	Software Design Engineer, BSEE NCSU
+BrianW@SoundS.WA.com	Sound Consulting: Software Design & Development
+NeXTmail welcome
+
+ 
+
+ [ To subscribe to FutureCulture, send a "Subject: help" to
+   <future-request@nyx.cs.du.edu>.  Warning: this is a high-volume list!
+							--strick ]
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
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+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+                     Your Hold Sequence is: ^o^l^l or <SI><FF><FF>.
+                     Your Disconnect Sequence is: ^o^k^l or <SI><VT><FF>.
+
+
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+Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 11:08:54 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0031@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (grpuabybtvr ireovaqrg)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0031] DIGEST: Personality Constructs, ff5, m2k, TAZ, R.I.T.E.S., wired
+
+                        |   The bees spoke to me on the telephone, 
+                        |   asking for isdn. 
+                        |
+                        |               David Blair <wax@well.sf.ca.us>
+                        |
+                        |
+                        |    WAX tripped my shit hard!  Just saw it in
+                        |    Berkeley this weekend, late at night, and the
+                        |    film simply ate my brain, gobbled it right up.
+                        |
+                        |               has become a transparent eyeball 
+                        |               <magdalen@well.sf.ca.us>
+                        |______________________________________________
+
+
+Most all of this is SURFPUNK VIEWER MAIL.  Tidbits and queries from our
+reporters in the field.   Includes an appeal for futureculture outlets
+in Athens, Georgia.    Someone please jack those bulldawgs in!   
+I thought I had sent a blurb on the Temporary Autonomous Zone at Komotion
+International -- but now we have some real copy on it.
+
+                                                                --strick
+
+
+        Subject: CYBERSPACE - Is there anyone listening?
+        Factsheet Five, if you didn't hear, is cleaning out the closets.
+        Mondo2000:  Where in Atlanta or Athens can I get a copy 
+        A NIGHT OF ONTOLOGICAL ANARCHY AND POETIC TERRORISM   
+                SATURDAY FEB.6,1993 AT KOMOTION INTERNATIONAL 
+		[san francisco, south of market]
+        R.I.T.E.S. - A Reality Benchmark
+        Subject: wired mindvox and well
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: gt1420c@prism.gatech.edu (Christopher Richard Smaglick)
+Subject: CYBERSPACE - Is there anyone listening?
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com
+Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 1:00:47 EST
+
+Greetings,
+
+  I just wanted to make contact across the continent, or maybe just the
+  phone lines.  I'm interested in any cyberspace/VR heads out there who
+  happen to understand Gibsonian logic.
+
+  I'm working on a thesis RE: Spatialization of Information: Personality
+  Constructs Within Cyberspace.  Sounds like I know what I'm talking about
+  but my heads in the process of info absorb.
+
+Any responses appreciated.  Here's something to catch avid cyberpunks!
+
+*******************************************************************************
+  -Something dark was forming at the core of the Chinese program.  The
+   density of information overwhelmed the fabric of the matrix, triggering
+   hypnagogic images.  Faint kaleidoscopic angles centered in to a silver-
+   black focal point.  Case watched childhood symbols of evil and bad luck
+   tumble out along translucent planes: swastikaa, skulls and crossbones,
+   dice flashing snake eyes.  If he looked directly at that null point,
+   no outline would form.  It took a dozen quick, peripheral takes before
+   he had it, a shark thing, gleaming like obsidian, the black mirrors
+   of its flanks reflecting faint distant lights that bore no relationship
+   to the matrix around it. - Neuromancer, 1984 -
+*******************************************************************************
+
+Jackin' out,
+
+GLICK K-
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Scott Dorsey <kludge@grissom.larc.nasa.gov>
+
+Factsheet Five, if you didn't hear, is cleaning out the closets.
+Check rec.mag for details.
+--scott
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+To: strick@osc.osc.com
+From: jwright@moe.coe.uga.edu (Jim Wright)
+
+Henry, I am enjoying your surfpunk journal.  There is alot of rubbish mixed
+with a few perils.  There is alot of stuff on Mondo2000.  Where in Atlanta
+or Athens can I get a copy or subscription and I am also looking for
+MonaLisa Overdrive.  Please
+decribe both publicationPI am new to the world cybertronics!
+Talk with you later - Jim Wright
+
+jwright@moe.coe.uga.edu (Jim Wright)
+Department of Instructional Technology
+University of Georgia
+
+
+[ 
+  Can someone help in Athens, Georgia?
+
+  In atlanta -- where to get Mondo2000 -- that's easy -- Oxford Books.
+  Try the one on Pharr Road first.  In athens, well, I'm only familiar
+  with the "downtown metropolitan complex" of athens, but I thought I
+  saw it in the newstand next to the Grill.  Maybe not.
+
+  I don't recommend subscribing; it comes too slow.
+
+  Mondo2000 is kind of the glossy, flagship magazine that made a lot of
+  this culture known to the world at large.  Radikal futureYouths like
+  to poo poo this rag because it's really nicely produced, widely
+  available, has some really accessible articles on musicians, isn't as
+  garage-kool as Boing Boing, tries to be tabloid, may make some money
+  some day (not yet, R U says), etc.  I make no such judgement.
+
+  Mona Lisa Overdrive is by William Gibson.  Should be an inexpensive
+  paperback in any decent bookstore in the Science Fiction shelf.
+  Should be trivial to special order, if needed.
+
+                                                   -- strick   
+]
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: The WELL -- "g mondo" -- Topic 166:  Temporary Autonomous Zone
+
+#  1: J Matisse Enzer (matisse)      Fri, Jan  8, '93
+ A night of Ontological Anarchy and Poetic Terrorism
+
+ Saturday, Feb. 6th 1993
+ 8:00 PM
+
+ 2779 16th Street, San Francisco.
+
+ $10 donation requested.
+
+ Call (415) 241-1568 or (415) 861-6423 for more info.
+
+
+
+
+By: J Matisse Enzer (matisse) on Fri, Jan  8, '93
+
+ THE TEMPORARY AUTONOMOUS ZONE
+
+ MEDIAKAOS PRESENTS THE TEMPORARY AUTONOMOUS
+ZONE: A NIGHT OF ONTOLOGICAL ANARCHY AND POETIC
+TERRORISM   SATURDAY FEB.6,1993 AT KOMOTION INTER-
+ NATIONAL 2779 16TH STREET,SF AT 8 P.M.  SPECIAL
+GUESTS INCLUDE;
+ HAKIM BEY (AUTHOR OF T.A.Z.),
+ROBERT ANTON WILSON (AUTHOR OF ILLUMINATUS!,
+COSMIC TRIGGER, & QUANTUM PSYCHOLOGY),
+NICK HERBERT (AUTHOR OF FASTER THAN LIGHT:
+SUPERLUMINAL LOOPHOLES IN PHYSICS, & QUANTUM REALITY),
+JOSEPH MATHENY (FORMERLY OF THE INTERZONE PROJECT,
+CURRENTLY OF MEDIAKAOS,AND AUTHOR OF ON
+GIVING THE MEDIA A SEIZURE: A WORK IN PROGRESS).
+SPECIAL NON-LINEAR CAVORTINGS AS ROB BRESZNY PRESENTS
+WORLD ENTERTAINMENT WAR,
+SUZANNE THOMAS OF TRIBAL WARNING THEATRE IN A SPECIAL PERFORMANCE OF CHAOS
+NEVER
+DIED!,
+AURAL SCULPTINGS BY THELEMONADE (FROM WE PRESS IN
+SANTA CRUZ),
+MUSICKAL MAGICK BY POX ECLIPSE,
+DJ CHEB i SABAH (FROM KPFA),
+MEDIA ART BY JON BRIGHT,AND NINA MATHENY,
+PLUS MORE SURPRISES!!!!!!
+
+CO-CREATION BEGINS AT 8:00 p.m. AT
+KOMOTION INTERNATIONAL 2779 16th STREET
+
+ADMISSION IS $10.00 SLIDING SCALE.CHAOS NEVER DIED!
+CHAOS IS CONTINUAL CREATION!  THIS WORK IS PART OF A
+CURRENT OF WHICH THE LAST HAS NOT BEEN HEARD!
+
+
+
+#  5: Howard Rheingold (hlr)      Sat, Jan  9, '93
+ Does anybody know why a person calling himself or herself Hakim Bey
+ faxed some kinda hoodoo-voodoo, phony-mojo curse to Whole Earth? We
+ don't need no stinking curses to operate in a fucked up manner!
+
+ Curses? By FAX?
+
+#  6: virtual madness (jonl)      Sat, Jan  9, '93
+ It's the latest fad.
+
+#  7: Evelove (evelove)      Mon, Jan 11, '93
+ whis they'd Fax they bad asssus down to New Orleans.
+Maybe after Austin, or something.
+
+#  8: Purina Yuppie Chow (jcourte)      Mon, Jan 11, '93
+ Somebody fax him a Stare-EO full of rude subliminal shit
+geared to rip him a new cortex. That, fellow `nauts, is a curse.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: the WELL -- Topic 163:  bOING bOING - Brain Candy for Happy Mutants!
+
+# 10: Paco Xander Nathan (pacoid)      Sat, Apr 18, '92
+ R.I.T.E.S. - A Reality Benchmark
+
+ An erstwhile journalist of the serious media once proclaimed
+Virtual Reality as "electronic LSD"...  Aficionados among the
+VR community kwickly retorted "Sorry, acid has a better price/performance
+ratio"
+to settle the issue.  But hey,
+just what do thoze nasty
+price/performance ratios look like anyway?
+
+ The deeply concerned staff at bOING-bOING has established
+a reality benchmark to help track this emerging commodity
+index.  In phact, our study is scientifically based on your
+experiences, pfeedback, hallucinations, rants, etc.  So please
+participate.  Reality is at steak.
+
+ The proposed benchmark is called RITES, for Reality
+Immersion Temporal/EcoGnomic Side-F/X.  Costs are based
+on the principle that most folx tyre of their toyz after about
+six moons.  Your input is EZ - simply figure out:
+
+         1 -     what you ewes to leave reality
+
+         2 -     how much that costs per week (we'll convert to US$)
+
+         3 -     how immersed you get, averaged over the entire
+                 session length (%)
+
+         4 -     how long that alters the knob atop your shoulders per
+                 session (minutes)
+
+         5 -     how many alternity sessions you typikally engorge per
+                 week
+
+ Send experiential data for statistikal analysis to:
+
+         pacoid@well.sf.ca.us
+
+ Data sets will be proffered to the number crunching goddess
+ Deuce X. M'Sheena according to the ancient alchymical formula:
+
+         RITES = (Reality Immersion) * (Time/Session) *
+                 (Sessions/Week) / (Cost/Week)
+
+ For those of ewe twisted enuf to appreciate stoichiometry,
+the RITES benchmark works out to be a percentage of Time/Cost
+following the motto: the higher, the better.  So hear is an example
+table to launch ur rants:
+
+  Item            Cost/Wk      RI    Time/Session    Sessions/Wk     RITES
+
+ Day Dreamer     $15/26 wk   80%     10 min               7        97.07
+ lysergic           $5/hit   75%      6 hrs               1        54.00
+ brain machine   $500/26 wk  80%     30 min               7         8.74
+ shrooms         $15/gobble  70%     3 hrs                1         8.40
+ VR              $10k/26 wk  95%     90 min               7         1.56
+ cinema          $3/matinee   5%     90 min               1         1.50
+ ESO/tantra      $50         20%     2 hrs                3         1.44
+ cocktails       $45 tab     10%     1 hr                 3         0.40
+
+ PS: don't fret about calculating the last column; that task can be
+ automated by our great computers, which fill our hallowed halls...
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: FutureCulture
+
+From: Paul Davilon <dav@well.sf.ca.us>
+Subject: wired mindvox and well
+Date: Tue, 19 Jan 93 22:20:57 PST
+
+Well & MindVox: I'm on both, I never spend more then an hour every few
+weeks on the Well so I just download the conferences I want to read and
+leave. I always feel paranoid like the clock is ticking and I don't
+like it, I think the Well's pricing is too steep. MindVox is much
+better about this because its real cost effective and has a much
+edgeier and underground feel to it, it's the real thing, to the Well's
+people talking about the real thing.
+
+Speaking of the real thing, what is happening with MindVox? I heard
+that Kroupa blew some Wired deadline because he trashed his apartment
+and put his fist through a window? I talked to a friend of mine in NY
+who said Kroupa, his fiance, Fancher and some other guy from LOD who
+wouldn't say his name were in the emergency room yesterday. What was
+this all about and is everyone ok now?
+
+Wired: Who are they????? I read on MindVox that they have billboards
+and ads all over buses, subways, buildings and it looks as if every guy
+who used to write for Mondo is going to be writing for them also, or
+intead of Mondo. I know Sterling, Gibson, Markoff (NY Times and
+Cyberpunk), Kroupa, Rucker and even R.U.  Sirius are there. Is Mondo over?
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Why do UNIX varients work?  201-478-5400
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
+                    You are in a tiny hovel.  There are all kinds of
+                    books and scrolls cluttering up the place.  It
+                    looks like the home of a sage.  In the far corner
+                    is a small bed.
+                        There is one obvious exit: east
+                    A sage.
+                    > Sage says in common: Hand Runesword to me.
+                    The sage mumbles something about your mother.
+                    The sage looks under his bed.
+                    You hear the sounds of hooves beating in the distance.
+                    Sage says in common: Runesword is a very evil object.
+                    The sage drinks some concoction he has created.
+                    Sage says in common: Hand Runesword to me.
+                    The sage pulls some newts brain from a bottle.
+                    Sage says in common: Hand Runesword to me.
+                    A skeletal man enshrouded in black rides in 
+                                        on his pale horse.
+                    The sage looks under his bed.
+                    Death grins mischievously.
+                    Death peers deep into your soul.
+                    Death says: I think that I will give you another chance.
+                    Death drops you off in the church, 
+                                        and rides away on his pale horse.
+                    >
+
+
+
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+Date: Thu, 21 Jan 93 16:02:51 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0032@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (jnyyf vzcrqr zl cebterff)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0032] UNIX: analysis of the acquisition of usl by novell
+Keywords: surfpunk, novell, USL, unix, Ray Noorda
+
+*                 |  What is the refusal of *Art*?  The "negative
+                  |  gesture" is not to be found in the silly nihilism
+                  |  of an "Art Strike" or the defacing of some famous
+                  |  painting -- it is to be seen in the almost
+                  |  universally glassy-eyed boredom that creeps over
+                  |  most people at the very mention of the word.
+                  |  
+                  |                          -- Hakim Bey, TAZ
+                  |____________________________________________________
+
+
+<keith@cc.gatech.edu> called this analysis to my attention.  
+It had several factoids I hadn't seen/realized, 
+and derives some scary conclusions.
+								--strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Newsgroups: comp.unix.questions
+Subject: The Novell/AT&T agreement to sell Unix
+From: harley@engrhub.ucsb.edu (Harley Hahn)
+Date: 13 Jan 93 05:20:09 GMT
+
+Last week I posted an article describing the impending deal
+between AT&T and Novell under which AT&T will sell Unix System
+Labs to Novell.
+
+I said that I would be writing an analysis for Unixgram-X
+(a worldwide Unix newsletter, published in London and New York
+each week and widely read by executives/analysts/managers etc).
+
+I asked for people comments about the deal.  Thank you to the
+many people who contributed their thoughts.  In this article,
+I am posting the analysis that I wrote, as it was published in
+last Friday's Unixgram-X.
+
+Before you read it I have two quick things to say:
+
+(1) In the newsletter, they changed the title to:
+
+      "AT&T, Novell and the Shrink-Wrapped Sellout".
+
+(2) The American publisher told me afterwards that the reaction
+from USL and others was swift and that I "hit a nerve".
+
+----- start -----
+
+          ANALYSIS OF THE ACQUISITION OF USL BY NOVELL
+           ===========================================
+ 
+                  by Harley Hahn and Rick Stout
+ 
+The recent letter of intent signed by AT&T and Novell in which 
+they revealed their plans for AT&T to sell Unix System 
+Laboratories (the home of System V Unix) is of enormous 
+importance.  No one doubts that the move will have significant 
+lasting effects on the world of Unix and its relations.  The big 
+question is, what is likely to happen?
+ 
+In this analysis, we will look at this acquisition from both 
+financial and technical viewpoints.  We will show you some 
+startling figures and elucidate some of the hidden motivations 
+behind the scenes.  In addition, we will discuss the trepidations 
+in the technical community and offer our opinions as to whether 
+these reservations are well founded.
+ 
+RECAPPING THE DETAILS
+=====================
+ 
+To start, let's quickly recap the details.  In early 1990, AT&T 
+consolidated its Unix operations into a division called Unix 
+System Operation.  In April 1991, they spun off this division 
+into a separate company named Unix System Laboratories.  At 
+first, all the USL stock was owned by AT&T, but, later in the 
+year, AT&T sold a minority interest to other carefully selected 
+companies.  At this time, AT&T owns 77% of the outstanding stock, 
+Novell owns 5%, and 11 other companies (including Sun 
+Microsystems) own the other 18%.
+ 
+Novell proposes to buy out all the USL stockholders in order to 
+own USL outright.  But, rather than pay cash, Novell will issue 
+about 1.1 million new shares of Novell stock and trade them for 
+existing USL stock.  No real money will change hands (we will see 
+why in a moment).  But when all is said and done, AT&T will be 
+left sitting with stock valued at $100m more than its current USL 
+holdings.
+ 
+AT&T  will own 3% of Novell's common stock but, according to 
+Robert Kavner (AT&T Group Executive for Communications Products), 
+they have "no plans to be involved in USL or Novell's operations 
+or business decisions."
+ 
+WHAT NOVELL PROMISES
+====================
+ 
+Novell promises not to change the fundamental orientation of USL.  
+The official Novell/AT&T press release says: "Novell recognizes 
+and values the importance of UNIX as an open accessible 
+technology to OEM partners and customers around the world.  As 
+part of Novell, USL's commitment to fair and neutral access to 
+UNIX technology will not change."
+ 
+On the other hand, in another part of the press release, Ray 
+Noorda (the President and CEO of Novell) makes a conflicting 
+observation: "This acquisition is being done at the urging of 
+customers who have asked us to support the UNIX system directly 
+and integrate it more fully within the Netware environment."  
+ 
+(Is there anyone who actually believes that Novell decided to buy 
+USL at the urging of Novell's customers?  If so, we have some IBM 
+stock options that you might like to buy.)
+ 
+THE USL NUMBERS
+===============
+ 
+AT&T is fond of saying that USL has annual revenues "in excess of 
+$80 million dollars."  In fact, the 1992 revenues were $91m. But, 
+revenues are not profit.  How much, if anything, does USL make 
+from that $91m?  Is Unix is a profitable business?
+ 
+USL is not a public company and they have chosen not to release 
+their financial figures.  However, we were able to obtain the 
+results for 1989 through 1991, and they do not paint a pretty 
+picture.
+ 
+The annual net revenues increased from $58m (1989), to $70m 
+(1990) to $77m (1991).  However, during the same time, expenses 
+increased dramatically.  Research and development went from $28m 
+(1989), to $30m (1990), to $45m (1991), while sales and marketing 
+expenses increased even more: $14m (1989), $17m (1990) and $26m 
+(1991).
+ 
+The most revealing numbers are the net income.  In 1989, USL made 
+$4m on revenues of $58m.  In 1990, they made only $3m on revenues 
+of $70m.  And in 1991, the last year for which we have data, USL 
+sunk deeply into the red, losing $29m dollars on revenues of 
+$77m.
+ 
+The retained earnings (cumulative profit and loss) were $4.7m at 
+the end of 1990 and -$24m at the end of 1991.
+ 
+On Dec 31, 1991, USL had $100m in assets, of which $46m was cash.  
+Whatever is left of these assets will, of course, be taken over 
+by Novell.
+ 
+Although the 1992 results are not public, a highly-placed source 
+at USL tells us that they did make a small profit last year (on 
+revenues of $92m).  Moreover, they still have more than $40m in 
+cash.
+ 
+THE NOVELL NUMBERS
+==================
+ 
+By just about any standard, Novell is a strong company.  At the 
+end of their 1992 fiscal year (Oct 31), they had total assets of 
+$1097m, of which $260m was cash.
+ 
+Moreover, their liabilities were low.  The total current 
+liabilities were $149m, the minority interest was $8.9m, while 
+the long-term debt was, remarkably, only $0.5m.
+ 
+All this yields a shareholder's equity of $938m (about 86% of 
+total assets) which gives a low debt to equity ratio of 17%.
+ 
+Or, to put it in plain English, Novell is a wealthy company with 
+negligible long-term debt and almost $260m cash.
+ 
+WHY IS THE DEAL STRUCTURED THE WAY IT IS?
+=========================================
+ 
+A company like Novell, with such tremendous assets, has several 
+choices when it comes to an acquisition.  They can pay cash, out 
+of their own reserves or by borrowing.  In fact, Novell has the 
+leverage to do just about anything it wants.  Why then, did they 
+choose to issue new stock to buy USL?
+ 
+Our answer is that they bought it for no money down because there 
+were able to.  Although they could afford to pay real money for 
+USL, they were well aware that it was losing money and AT&T was 
+highly motivated to make the sale.
+ 
+You may remember that AT&T's original intention in setting up USL 
+was to one day spin it off as a separate company.  It seems that 
+USL could not stand on its own and AT&T's only alternative was 
+sell it.  Now, how many companies can afford to buy an ailing 
+operating system concern?  Although Novell could have depleted 
+its reserves to make the purchase, why should they?  By simply 
+issuing new shares (which, in turn, diluted the equity of the 
+current Novell shareholders), they could have their cake, eat it, 
+and keep their wealth.
+ 
+From AT&T's side the Novell offer is a godsend.  True, they do 
+not get any cash, but they get a big chunk of valuable stock and, 
+most important, they get to leave the Unix business and stop 
+supporting the big white Unix elephant.
+ 
+Do you think it bothers AT&T to jettison Unix?  Remember Kavner's 
+remark: AT&T has "no plans to be involved in USL or Novell's 
+operations or business decisions."  In our minds, AT&T wanted out 
+and Novell was the White Knight.  And when White Knights offer 
+stock instead of cash, you don't quibble.
+ 
+CONCERNS
+========
+ 
+The technical community that uses Unix on a day to day basis has 
+some valid concerns.  For example, much of the Unix community is 
+used to flexible networking under the openness of the TCP/IP 
+umbrella.  Although Novell does support TCP/IP in its UnixWare 
+offering, the mainstay for its networking (and the bulk of its 
+business) is provided by Netware's IPX/SPX protocols.  Moreover, 
+NFS, widely used in the world of Unix for resource sharing, can 
+be viewed as a competitor to Netware.
+ 
+The main concern, however, is an overriding apprehension that 
+what's good for Netware may not be good for Unix.  True, Novell 
+seems to be promising that life will go on much as usual.  But 
+there is no gainsaying the fact that Novell is a publicly-owned 
+company whose primary responsibilities are to its shareholders.  
+Novell has no compelling reason (nor should it have) to keep on 
+paying for the fuel that burns in the Unix flame.  In the long 
+run, Novell must make a profit with USL and, if past performance 
+is any indication, they will make a profit, no matter what it 
+takes.
+ 
+As Larry Lytle, the main spokesman for USL puts it: "USL 
+understands that it is naive to believe that in any merger 
+nothing changes.  The question is what will change and what will 
+remain unchanged? ...You can expect that Novell is going to run 
+this as a business and is going to want USL to be profitable.  
+They are going to have a great deal of influence on the future of 
+Unix because they are going to influence, for example, how we 
+spend our money on research and development."  
+ 
+STRANGE CONFLICTS OF INTEREST
+=============================
+ 
+All of which create some interesting conflicts of interest.  For 
+instance, what about all the companies that use Unix to build 
+products that compete against Novell?  They will now have to 
+license Unix from Novell in order to compete against them.  For 
+example, the Vines operating system from Banyan, a direct 
+competitor of Netware, is based on Unix.  Every time Banyan sells 
+an operating system, some of the money will go to Novell.
+ 
+There are many more companies that depend on their Unix licences 
+just to build their products.  It would be unrealistic to not 
+expect to pay higher royalties in the foreseeable future.  After 
+all, USL has trouble making money but USL under Novell will have 
+to make money.  Moreover, we should assume that future decisions 
+about Unix will have to take into account what is good for 
+Novell.
+ 
+Does this mean that System V-based companies should be concerned 
+about their future?  Absolutely.  Maybe not today, or even six 
+months from now, but somewhere down the road the interests of 
+Novell will not coincide with the Unix world at large.  It is 
+unrealistic to expect Novell to spend money to develop Unix for 
+the good of everybody at the expense of their own company.
+ 
+NEW OPPORTUNITIES
+================
+ 
+Much has been made of the threat that Microsoft and NT might pose
+to Unix.  The combination of Novell and Unix, the refrain goes, 
+has a much better chance of countering this threat than USL by 
+itself.  However, such observations ignore the fact that a small 
+but significant share of the marketplace is best served by Unix 
+no matter what Microsoft is up to.  The many Unix VAR's and 
+resellers should probably be more concerned with the loss of a 
+stable, independent source for Unix than with an imaginary NT 
+monster.
+ 
+What we see is a brand new opportunity for OSF who, after all, 
+offers the only large-scale alternative for a vendor-independent 
+Unix-like operating system.  It would be prudent for those Unix 
+vendors who have not already made the switch to take a strong 
+look at OSF.
+ 
+There is also an important opportunity for the Mark Williams 
+company, who sells their Unix-like operating system (Coherent) 
+for $99.  Coherent can run System V binaries and may provide a 
+viable, inexpensive basis for VAR's who sell vertical 
+applications.
+ 
+THE WINDS OF CHANGE
+===================
+ 
+Although we can't predict the future in detail, we can say that 
+the winds of change are blowing ever more strongly.  Novell is so 
+rich that the Unix acquisition is relatively small potatoes.  One 
+way or the other, they can afford to do whatever they want.
+ 
+The financial results for USL seems to indicate that supplying 
+System V to the world is not a good way to make money.  If so, 
+there is no reason to expect Novell to keep subsidizing Unix out 
+of altruism.
+ 
+The trouble is that we live in a part of the world in which many 
+people depend on Unix -- not to fight Microsoft and NT, but to 
+earn their living -- and there are too many unknowns.  As we see 
+it, the onus falls squarely on the shoulders of Ray Noorda.  As 
+Novell consummates the deal with AT&T, there should be guarantees 
+made as to the future of Unix.  These guarantees should be in 
+writing and should be made public.  Moreover, Noorda must finally 
+set up a line of succession and give us some indication of how 
+Novell (and Unix) will function when he bows out.
+ 
+It's not that Novell has any moral or financial obligation to be 
+the keeper of the Unix flame.  It's just that people have to make 
+plans.  Vague, contradictory statements of intent are not enough.  
+It certainly behooves companies dependent on System V to 
+reevaluate their future.
+ 
+----- end -----
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
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+Date: Fri, 22 Jan 93 19:12:16 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0033@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (jrypbzr lrne bs ebbfgre -- tbbqolr tbqqnz zbaxrl)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0033] THESIS: Personality Constructs Within Cyberspace
+Keywords: surfpunk, liquid architecture, personality constructs
+
+*                            |  I am HE who threads the EYE of the WOK.
+                             |
+                             |  Subscribe me to this THING.
+                             |
+                             |                    -- Dan Puckett
+                             |_________________________________________
+
+GLICK blurbed a couple of issues back.  I asked him more about
+his work, and here's what he says.                    --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+"The Spatialization of Information: Personality Constructs Within Cyberspace"
+Architectural Thesis Topic - Chris Smaglick
+Georgia Institute of Technology - College of Architecture
+Masters of Architecture Program - January 18, 1992
+-- Updated/Modified daily based on neural baud rate --
+-- Responses & additional sources/contacts appreciated --
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+My intitial consideration of thesis topic began to focus on the process
+of architectural design as influenced by the tools of the architect.
+Investigation into the historical use of pictorial methods and descriptive
+geometry marked distinct revolutions in how the architect functioned and
+what the profession required of him.
+
+With the fairly recent advent of the computer and the progression beyond
+an industrial based society to and "information based society", the
+architect's responsibilities and tools will again evolve through another
+radical shift.  The main focus of this thesis will delve into the topic
+of Cyberspace and the architects ability to design and formulate the
+building of a "liquid architecture", or a building form within the
+futuristic construct of a digital space.  The process of design within
+Cyberspace will require the use of new tools and the formulation of a
+new breed of spatial creation and interaction.
+
+The concept of Cyberspace originated from several science-fiction books
+by William Gibson, in which a futuristic society was protrayed containing
+digitally stored memories (personality constructs), digital silicon
+implants, AI's (Artificial Intelligence), cowboys (those who jack into
+and manipulate data within cyberspace), and a reconstituted physical
+urban landscape based on these variations/extensions of contempoary
+society.  The extreme electronic dependence of the physical world begins
+to blur the distinction between real space and the virtual space within
+the computer.  As defined by Gibsonian logic, cyberspace is a temporal
+organization and formalization of information.  By creation of a
+digitally-physical space based on specific information attributes,
+the manipulation, understanding and communication of the information
+becomes the landscape of cyberspace.
+
+The discourse of this thesis initiates in a definition of "real" space and
+its attributes, and correlates between the physical "real" space and the
+spatialization of information.  In "jacking-in" to cyberspace, one would
+be surrounded by the system matrix (communication transit network).  The
+need for individual identity within cyberspace, that of simple recognition
+or a spatial address, becomes the outlet of the design process.  The
+information for structuring an individual space is interpolated from the
+specific individual.  By categorizing and analyzing personal attributes,
+one can assemble the spatial equivalent of that personality.  Furthermore,
+the relation  and organization of a colony of personal "cells" begins to
+create interrelations between and within each cell as intrinsic and
+extrinsic fluxuations of the base personality constructs. (The use of the
+phrase "personality construct" differs from that as discussed in Gibsons
+Neuromancer by meaning a spatially structured personality.) )
+
+The initial analytical stage requires the documentation and evaluation
+of personality traits, sufficient enough to establish a personality
+profile of an individual.  These personality traits will then be formally
+related to specific spatial qualities corresponding spatial qualities
+portraying each trait (ie. introvert, extrovert - interior spatial
+focus, exterior spatial focus).  The process of translation relies on a
+specific algorithm capable of analyzing each personality trait and
+their relation/interrelation to spatial formations.  After assembling
+the personality construct the algoithm will construct a static
+three-dimensional model of and for the individual.  Modulation/  and
+morphing of these spaces would be incorporated through variations in
+personality throughout time, proximity and relation to surrounding
+constructs, and placement - "address" within the cyberspace matrix.
+
+--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
+ Catch you in the matrix,
+
+GLICK
+
+
+Christopher Richard Smaglick (GLICK) - Architecture Grad - "Jacked-in"
+Georgia Institute of Technology, Atlanta Georgia, 30332
+uucp:	  ...!{decvax,hplabs,ncar,purdue,rutgers}!gatech!prism!gt1420c
+Internet: gt1420c@prism.gatech.edu
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  It's like dancing about architecture.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
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+Date: Sat, 23 Jan 93 14:25:44 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0034@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
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+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gbqnl gur jbeyq; gbzbeebj lbhe puvyqera)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0034] NANDO: KLF's Self-Destruction
+Keywords: surfpunk, JAMS, KLF, 23, discordia
+
++                       +  Cypherpunks don't care if you don't like the
+                        +  software they write.  Cypherpunks know that
+                        +  software can't be destroyed.  Cypherpunks know
+                        +  that a widely dispersed system can't be shut
+                        +  down.
+                        +            -- the cypherpunk manifesto
+                        +            (cypherpunks-request@toad.com)
+                        ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+Privacy-enhanced message follows.  --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: gt0269b@prism.gatech.edu (David D. Clark)
+Message-Id: <199301230726.AA02289@prism.gatech.edu>
+Subject: KLF's Self-Destruction
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com
+Date: Sat, 23 Jan 93 2:26:47 EST
+
+I found this in the KLF mailing list, and knowing the discordian/burroughs/KLF/
+wilson/numerology tendancies of a few of the people on the list, I thought
+it'd be of interest. By the way, if you haven't heard the JAMS/KLF yet, but
+are a fan of any of the above (especially Robert Anton Wilson-you'll get alot
+of the 'in' jokes), check them out, if not for the entertainment value, then
+just to hear some Scottsmen rapping.
+
+
+Forwarded message:
+> From KNVO%MARISTB.BITNET@YaleVM.YCC.Yale.Edu Thu Jan 21 22:59:11 1993
+> Message-Id:  <21JAN93.24493520.0169.MUSIC@MARISTB>
+> Date:        Thu, 21 Jan 93 22:40:44 EST
+> From: "This Is Real, This Is Now, This Is A Freak Show An" <KNVO%MARISTB.bitnet@YALEVM.YCC.YALE.EDU>
+> To: <KLF@asylum.sf.ca.us>
+> Subject: Many many things
+> 
+> Hey everyone...
+> 
+> Some things I thought about over break...especially the use of the
+> number '23' in KLF material. I thought of 9, although I admit some do
+> stretch quite a ways...here they are:
+>  1. "All You Need Is Love" is JAMS 23.
+>  2. The line "23 years is a mighty long time" in Next.
+>  3. The song title "Rockman Rock Parts TWO and THREE" (emphasis mine.)
+>  4. "Justified Ancients Of Mu Mu" is 23 letters long.
+>  5. So is "Kallisti Liberation Front" (if I spelled it right)
+> 6. There are 23 complete bricks (counting the top one) shown on the
+>     drawing of a pyramid blaster.
+>  7. The final KLF Info Sheet was #23 (intentionally)
+>  8. There are 23 major KLF Communications/Sound Of Mu(sic) releases. For
+>     those who doubt me, count along...
+> -All You Need Is Love
+>      -1987
+>      -Whitney Joins The JAMS
+>      -1987 The 45 Edits
+>      -Downtown
+>      -Who Killed The JAMS
+>      -Burn The Bastards
+>      -Burn The Beat
+>      -Doctorin' The Tardis
+>      -What Time Is Love?
+>      -Waiting
+>      -Last Train To Trancentral
+>      -Shag Times
+>      -3 A.M. Eternal
+>      -Kylie Said To Jason
+>      -The "What Time Is Love?" Story
+>      -Chill Out
+>      -It's Grim Up North
+>      -The White Room
+>      -Justified And Ancient
+>      -America:What Time Is Love?
+>      -The Manual
+>      -The White Room (promo single)
+>       (go ahead, argue with me on this one...I thought about "Madrugada
+>        Eterna" but it's too limited, and I thought about "The Black Hole
+>        I mean Room...oh weel, you know the argument about that one!)
+> 
+> I also had 23 mixes of WTIL? down, but shot holes in it when I compared
+>  times between them. :(
+> 
+> Neil Kelly | If it says Neil Kelly twice, it's 'cos I forgot about this.
+> -----------+--------+---------------------------------------------------
+> KNVO@vm.marist.edu  | Marist College assumes all responsibilty for all
+> KNVO@maristb.bitnet | statements I make, since I refuse to.
+> --------------------+---------------------------------------------------
+> "I had no reason to be over optimistic
+>  But somehow when you smile I can brave bad weather."
+>                             -The Who, "1921"
+> ------------------------------------------------------------------------
+> Join the Joyride !  Roxette Mailing list -- mail me to subscribe
+> 
+
+Wow. The band started as an illuminatist joke and finished the joke off
+with a bang. I wonder if Bill & Jimmy had planned this far ahead from the
+very beginning.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
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+Date: Tue, 26 Jan 93 19:47:47 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0035@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (sbyybjf arngyl naq pyrireyl sebz frireny fgngrq nkvbzf)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0035] ZINES: Balsamo & ahawks on CNN and WIRED
+Keywords: surfpunk, Wired, Andy Hawks, Anne Balsamo
+
+              |  I was extremely SCEPTICAL that any of ABIAN's claims
+              |  were TRUE, but after I E-MAILED him for a more
+              |  thorough DESCRIPTION of his THEORY, I was able to
+              |  determine that it is CONSISTENT of itself and EXPLAINS
+              |  adaquately many WELL-KNOWN and ACKNOWLEDGED
+              |  PHENOMINONS.  ALL of his EQUATIONS follow neatly and
+              |  cleverly from his several stated AXIOMS and
+              |  POSTULATES.  FURTHERMORE, his THEORY makes several
+              |  PROFOUND STATEMENTS that apparently have never before
+              |  come to the attention of OTHER SCIENTISTS!!!  They are
+              |  in fact so PROFOUND and EARTH-SHATTERNIG in their
+              |  IMPLICATIONS that I will not reveal them except in
+              |  private e-mail, but SEVERAL LABS have been notified
+              |  and are setting up EXPERIMENTS to test WHETHER the
+              |  UNFORSEEN IMPLICATIONS are indeed TRUE!!!  Preliminary
+              |  results from one of the labs support the brilliant
+              |  THEORY of DOCTOR ABIAN, but of course only time will
+              |  VINDICATE him COMPLETELY.
+              |
+              |                              Eric CHINTER, PhD Berekeley
+              |                              <echinter@flash.tamsun.edu>
+              |                    sci.math sci.physics sci.chem sci.bio
+              |_________________________________________________________
+
+I finally saw a santa clara county bus parked in front of the stanford
+quad that had a big orange GET WIRED sign on it.  
+
+CNN allegedly had a thing on the new magazine WIRED on their
+futurewatch program.  Here's two reflections on it, by gatech prof Anne
+Balsamo <ab45@prism.gatech.edu>, who was interviewed by CNN, and
+by Andy Hawks, curator of the FutureCulture <future-request@nyx.cs.du.edu> 
+mailing list, where all of these were nandoed from.  Then also andy's
+annotated transcript of the program.  SURFPUNK adds value to these 
+simply by listing them in reverse chronological order.
+
+                                                                --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: ahawks (stoned immaculate)
+
+[...]
+
+To keep ya buzy, here's somethin' from Anne Balsamo.... If you
+remember right, you'll know her from the CNN segment (wehich becomes
+apparent immediately in this message)....And if you remember left,
+back in the haze-daze of this list, she sent me this great
+bibliography and resource list of books and magazine articles - most
+of the books were adapted to the FC FAQ, and if text didn't take up so
+much space, I'd've kept the magazine article index as well...
+
+[reprinted with permission]
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+I had a chance to see the WIRED issue that was the focus of my CNN interview.
+
+My main point was to say that WIRED was coming in on a scene that was alreday
+happening: namely the existence of print magazines and zines that all say that
+they are the "Official house organ for the cyberpunk/edge."  I showed the
+reported doing the story the dozen or so mag/zines I've collected that all
+roport to cover the intersections between art/technology/computer/underground:
+(VR, too):  Everything from Detials to Mondo to Verbum to CyberEdge to Presence
+to Leonardo to bOing bOing to the Futurist to SF Eye to Interzone to...etc.
+
+My second main point was that it is very difficult (IMHO) for a PRINT
+magazine to be a very convincing channel for what's going on in a primarily
+ELECTRONIC medium.  WIRED, like the Mondo Guide, tries to be "outrageous"
+through experimental print techiques: i.e., scattered paragraphs, colored
+ink, high-design value layouts.
+
+The media I told them to REALLY investigate if they wanted a glimspe of the
+future, is e-zines.  AND I mentioned FutureCulture, Scream Baby, and
+SurfPunk, as well as the alt.groups.  (The ones I most familiar with.)
+
+The final point was a lesson in the media philosophy of magazines:  When the
+reported asked me if I thought that WIRED would do a good job of covering the
+new edge "scene"--I replied that that wasn't what a magazine does.  COVERAGE
+of something that already exists isn't the way it works at all.  RATHER
+magazines (like 'zines) actively produce the "scene" that they cover.  To
+the extent that they develop an audience relationship by helping that audience
+make sense of a range of related phenomenon, they will be successful.
+
+Besides, WIRED isn't about the future, like other works of science fiction,
+its about what is hot now.
+
+I had one piece of criticism that comes from being a Marshall McLuhan-influenced
+scholar:  Taking McLuhan as "their patron saint"
+WIRED takes on a very specific critical/cultural agenda.  McLuhan was
+relentlessly critical of technological extensions of our CNS...that is he
+argued that for every new technological extension of a "natural" sensing
+organ, a different sensing function is lost.  He tried to analyze not only
+what was gained by new technology, but also what was lost or irredeemable
+transformed.  (I teach this in my science, technology and culture courses).
+
+The point is, in brief: We will not be well-served by a golly-gee-whiz
+(uncritical) reverence/fascination for new technology.  We've got to learn
+how to have a healthy skepticism about things we're seduced by.
+
+The first issue of WIRED does include a very interesting article on "The
+Inslaw Affair" that includes some investigative journalism.  THAT to me
+is the promise of WIRED....critical investigative reports on what the '
+hell is going on.
+
+Anne Balsamo
+
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+ 
+
+
+ 
+From: ahawks (farting in your general direction)
+Subject: On Being Wired
+Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 17:05:41 MST
+
+On Being Wired:  
+
+A RealTime Improvisational Rant on The Magazine Wired
+In Relation to Technoculture.
+
+by Andy Hawks.
+
+I began hacking in 1986, about the time I turned 13.  I remember the
+first time I was inside a computer I shouldn't've been in.  It was the
+first time I felt high - felt the information and the power flowing
+through my fingernails.  It seemed as if the energy in my hands was
+such that the circuits that seemd to lay dormant under each individual
+key on the keyboard might explode at anytime, it was that intense.  
+
+There was noone there but me.  'who' command, what's that?
+'accounting'?  screw that, no one looks at that.  I was alone, aside
+from the sounds of Standing on the Beach by the Cure being pumped
+through my ears via my walkman.  
+
+Standing on the Beach - The Singles.  That was the title of the tape,
+and it was the embodiment of my thoughts.  Standing on the Beach - The
+Singles, alone in front of this sea of information, it is mine.  I own
+it.  I can swim, I can surf, I can taint the waters, I can.....
+
+It's my beach.  It was Case and Wintermute personified in present day
+reality.  I had not heard of William Gibson.
+
+When I was about 17 or so, I took acid for the first time.  I took a
+lot of acid that first time.  I realizaed I had been wrong.  The beach
+was not mine, it did not belong to me - I was only a presence on it.
+Sure, I affected it, but so did the wind, so did the millions of
+microscopic creatures compromised it's seemingly dormant ecosystem.  I
+could still surf, I could still swim, but it wasn't the same.  I was
+no longer alone.  In fact, in the seemingly infinite ocean, I mattered
+just as much as any one of those microscopic organisms, and they
+mattered just as much as me.  Matter.  It's an amazing concept.  To
+know that my matter is the same matter of the organisms, ultimately.
+That the waters and sand and other creatures all come together at some
+ultimate point of existence.  Only then do you truly understand the
+exponential possibilities of reality.  Hyperreality - this is it.  Now
+I knew who William Gibson was, I knew some stuff about cyberpunk, I
+knew some stuff about my place in a world that was also changing
+exponentially.  The vast space and time, at once a void and at the
+same time so incredibly fast and dense.   Flowing energy lines,
+particles, memes that were subjective amoebas, these were the very
+constructs of my reality.   My hyperreality.  
+
+Or so I thought.  LSD for me provided that jump into hyperspace, the
+jump that some feel will eventually reveal itself as a primordial seed
+of the future evolution of man.  Beyond the beach, out of space, out
+of ime.  Pure energy.  It seemed to be a break from the confines of
+the constructs of my subjective realities.  Ultimately it was all
+real, somehow.  Then, one day, I had a video camera.  An everyday
+item, nowadays, an icon of modern society.  I picked it up, and looked
+through it, unconsciously projecting my childhood teacher, television,
+onto my world.  The video camera was the way to show people what I saw
+in my own world, how I perceived things.  
+
+Suddenly, the LSD relevations seemed to take on a whole new infinite
+degree of possible meanings as I could reflect and refract my own
+world via digital eyes to the rest of the world.  I began taping
+everything around me - every movement, every non-movement, every
+sound, every color, everything.  I didn't jsut tape Christmas or a
+Wedding, and I certainly just didn't tape myself getting kicked in the
+balls to send in to some anonymous entitty in the hopes of winning
+$10000 on some poor pathetic application of communal human experience
+reflected back to me to define and provide evidence for the relative
+idiodicy of the current state of humanity.  
+
+So, my world was on tape.  My reality, recorded for others to examine
+and critique, admire, learn from, or ignore.  Fast-forward, rewind,
+slo-mo, dub, it was all there.  Beyond the subjective reality of
+sitting at my Apple //e and finding myself in some unknown virtual
+entity for my own unconsciously selfish phun, beyond the plateau of
+acid revelations that brought to me the potential expansiveness of
+existence, I reached a new plateau of communal, time-escaping reality
+via the digital eye of the camera.  
+
+And then, I thought that was it.  All there was.  But then came a new
+generation in the continuing processes of my mind which previously
+might be checked off in some sort of Darwinistic linear mode as
+Subjective -> Hyperreal -> Objective.  I'm sure others might find
+similar reference points applicable to their own realities.  At any
+rate, the next reference point to tack on is Transreal.  
+
+Transreal.  I took my seemingly objective video tapes and used them
+for *myself*.  Me.  I watched myself.  So many people talk about
+having an out-of-body experience and the possible means to achieve
+that, like via acid or other psychedelic or consciousness-altering
+means.  You want to have a out of body experience?  Tape yourself.
+Don't have other people tape you, because that's just seeing yourself
+through their eyes.  set up a camera in a room where you are, and just
+tape yourself.  Tape yourself being you - eating cereal, typing on the
+computer, playing basketball with friends, shopping, driving, working.
+When you tape yourself, time and space become completely coherent,
+real in both subjective and objective means, you are not limited by
+your own subjective interpretations of the world and reality, which we
+always seem to be victim to, since we are always ourselves, within
+ourselves.  
+
+When you view hour after hour of yourself being you, you gain insights
+into yourself that you can via no other means.  And it is important to
+do this in a multitude of environments, under a multitude of different
+situations, emotions, perceptions.  It is truly incredible.  To me,
+this is what transreal is all about.  You notice yourself in the first
+and thir person, with your own eye, through the eyes of others, and
+through an objective eye.  Your perceptions are altered, your senses
+explode, your reality changes, you change yourself both consciously
+and subconsciously.  Transreal.  The video camera can be the wire to a
+hyperreal or transreal existence.  Get yourself wired.
+
+Which conveniently brings us to the new magazine, Wired.  In writing
+up the transcript for the CNN segment, which I just did today, I was
+viewing the gestalt reality of Wired.  Not only viewing it, but
+analyzing it via slow-mo, rewind, fast-forward, in a transreal way
+that even the participants themselves have probably not done.
+Contexts pile on top of contexts which pile upon perceptions, it is a
+wonderful mindset to engage in.
+
+That brings up the key point - analyzing this new reality of
+technoculture and the part Wired plays in that.  We find ourselves
+entrenched in an infinite hall of mirrors, constructed from the
+infinite variety of cultures and subcultures and memes available to us
+through the communal reality of the American (and global)
+here-and-now.  Wired, is analyzing us.  We who propagate
+technoculture, we who analyze it, we who feed it, and we who receive
+its feedback.  All of you who are reading this, here-and-now find
+yourselves as part of this gestalt.  We shape, mold, construct,
+deconstruct, appropriate.  We learn, grow, evolve, alter, morph
+technoculture, and it ultimately does the same to us, since ultimately
+we are it.  We are technoculture.
+
+At the same time that Wired is analyzing us, we are analyzing it via
+the same methods, as just one portion, one expanding self-replicating
+construct of technoculture.  It becomes a 4th-dimensional Moebius.  We
+are technoculture.  We are Wired.  
+
+I have yet to see a copy of the magazine, but from what I have analyzed
+via the CNN segment, what I hear from the communities and community of
+the net, and what I construct from those perceptions whether
+consciously or subliminally, I know Wired.  
+
+We are all wired to varying degrees.  My connections, my circuits are
+a lot clearer, crisper, definite and real than others.  And yet at the
+same time it is all relative - there are others out there who might be
+comparable to Stelarc, in terms of information and applying
+technoculture as reality, while I am working on an abacus.  
+
+Thus Wired provides itself as a gridpoint in hyperspace, even literal
+cyberspace, and it is our forum, it is our reality to mold and shape
+and evolve.  Some may argue that it is dated before its inception as
+compared to the realtime global communication available via
+e-mail-lists or Internet Relay Chat.  Yet to others, it is a new
+doorway to be opened, a new perception of reality to be explored and
+mapped.  
+
+Wired is the past.  It is the future.  Yet it exists in the
+Here-and-Now.  Wired is transreal.  It is hyperreal.  Yet also very real.
+Wired, ultimately, is who and what we are.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+From: ahawks (E)
+Subject: CNN Wired Transcript
+Date: Wed, 20 Jan 93 15:33:26 MST
+
+Ok, here it is, the transcript of the CNN thing On wired, plus a whole
+shitload of unsolicited and inappropriate ranting and raving and crap
+on my behalf and I'm tired, I'm not wired right now.
+
+PS, I wasn't high when I wrote this, tho it comes across that way.
+
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+TRANCSCRIPT OF CNN "FUTREWATCH" SEGMENT
+AIRING WEEK OF JAN. 11 1993
+PIECE ON "WIRED"
+
+version 2.1, The rebirth of Ast1gma.
+with thanx and in[per]speration improvly given to PKK and the
+hallucinogenres of postmortem, err modern, culture.
+
+| NOTE:  A primary aspect if this piece is the visuals proided from
+| shots of tha magazine, which I obviously can't reproduce here.
+
+INTERIOR some club in CA that I can't remember the name of right
+now... Very brown....Dialogue is voice-over....
+
+demonstrative shot of person reading copy of Wired, live jazz playing
+in the background, very beat-pomo atmosphere.  Cover of wired has the
+word WIRED covering top 6th of page, all caps, letters encased in
+alternating checkerboard pattern of orange and background-light-blue.
+The majority of the background of the cover is a picture of the top
+3/4 of Bruce Sterling's head, picutre cropped and spliced in unusual
+boxy pattern.   Upper-half of cover scattered with
+white-Shaston-looking "in this issue" type of text, most noticeably
+"Bruce Sterling ... Has Seen the Future of War".....
+
+CNN: It may not look like your idea of a great party; people off in corners
+reading.    But for a San Francisco group launching a new magazine
+about the digital age, this is just what they wanted.
+
+cut to shot of older guy in black reading a copy, cut to shot of Jazz
+band playing, with a copy of Wired where heir sheet music should be
+(how cute.)
+
+INTERIOR CNN STUDIO....reporter Donna Keley (heretofor CNN)....Shot of
+Wired cover in upper-left....
+
+CNN:  Tha magazine is called Wired.  Backers are hoping the
+combination of high tech information with rock-and-roll delivery
+will catch the eye of a wide audience:  all those trying to keep up
+with how increasingly smarter machines are changing the way we live.
+Martin Hill plugs us into Wired.
+
+cut to cheezy John-Tesh-synth music, some kinda dumb CNN graphic....
+
+cut to close-up of some Macintosh screen with (you-guessed-it!) the
+Wired cover on it....
+
+INTERIOR WIRED'S TOP-SECRET NUCLEAR FACILITIES WHERE THEY PUBLISH
+WIRED TO COVER THE TRUE HIDDEN CONSPIRACY OF THE SUBLIMINAL MESSAGES
+WITHIN THE TEXT THAT ENCOURAGE A D.I.Y. NUCLEAR APOCALYPSE.
+
+       [it's just a trendy thrtysomething/DAA looking design studio, with a
+       whole crapload of Macs, a window here and there, some feaux-brick
+       walls and oak-tiled floor, obligatory Braun-esque lighting, etc.,
+       etc.] 
+
+Martin Hill is heretofor CNN.
+
+JANE METCALFE:  Wired is about the world we're living in now, and the
+mindstyle of the digital generation.
+
+cut to shot of a couple trendy guys (black turtleneck under denim
+shirt rolled up to just below his elbows, requisite
+red-pencil-in-ear. - the other guy looks like a raver, so we won't
+make fun of him since he's obviously cool.  =)  
+
+cut to the dreaded red pen marking over sections of a page of Wired.  
+
+cut to shot of LOUIS ROSSETTO (ed/pub) in his SunlitCorner (tm) office.
+
+LOUIS ROSSETTO: We're looking not at products, but we're looking at
+the people and the companies and the ideas that are transforming our world.
+
+cut back to Mr. Raver [get a haircut ya hippe - he looks kinda like RU
+Sirius] and Mr. Angst-Filled Trendie, and we are now joined by the
+esteemed presence of Mr.90's-Beat-Black-Suit-Keeping-My-Beard-Lest-You-Forget  
+-My-Mildly-Revolutionary-Roots...Actually, I should probably be able
+to identify these guys in the soundbyte-"let's-look-like-we-actually-work" 
+-aura they bring to the report, but I don't know who they are so screw
+it.  ObExcuse:  Don't entertain the notion of an icon-based hyperreality.  
+
+CNN:  They are attepting to make what they call the least-boring
+computer magazine in the world.  
+
+cut to shot of original Rolling Stone 1st issue cover.
+
+CNN:  The editors at wired are drawing inspiration from another
+magazine that went from fringe to mainstream, Rolling Stone.
+
+	 [c'mon, if they really wanted to be Rucker-esque they'd compare
+	 themselves to Reality Hackers]
+
+cut to shot of another Wired cover, maybe an early prototype, or the
+one that didn't make it, or the
+useless-"let's-completely-change-in-the-second-issue-and-isolate-ourselves"
+soon-to-be-at-a-theatre-near-you cover for the
+boy-these-hyphenated-words-are-obnoxious-generation, geared towards
+frustrating the semanticly-challenged into a coma.  
+
+		[I'm feeling quite the PKK-enhanced 2day, BTW.]
+
+anyway, the cover looks like Jesus taking a crap upside down on the
+cross as he falls into the NYC sprawl from 20000 feet up.  [if you
+taped this segment, go back and freeze frame it on this cover and have
+yourself a merry little chuckle.  let your mind be light.  from now on
+our bubbles we be mostly trite.]
+
+	       [oh, just say no, kidz.  =)]
+
+CNN:  Their objective: a rock-n-roll Mtv look-n-feel.
+
+ok, cut to Mr. Girlfriend-in-a-coma-Trendie who is now sporting a Sony
+walkman with intensely unfashionable in-your-lobe ear-phones that he
+picked up at K-Mart on the way to his quote-unquote job.
+
+       [god, I'm cracking myself up here, it's so damn fun.  I hope
+       the people who are in the segment, especially Mr.
+       Eddie-Bauer-meets-the-Gap-managed-by-early-Ken-Kesey-Trendie
+       doesn't see this, but maybe they'll hire me if they do.  =) ]
+
+Ok, when we last left the Motley-Cappio-Krue.....
+
+CNN:  They're also hoping for Rolling-Stone-type success in
+explainging the digital age to the post-baby-boom generation.
+
+cut to LOUIS ROSSETTO's SunLit Corner (tm) Office.  [get a new couch]
+
+LR [the egg-man]:  We're covering the most exciting topic of our day,
+and that's the transformation of our world at a very fundamental
+level.  Technology is changing our lives - it's rewiring our heads -
+it's making a new world appear right before our very eyes.  Wired is
+going to be the magazine that focuses on the people that are making
+that happen - they are the most interesting and powerful people on the
+planet today.  
+
+       [where's the gestalt interview with FutureCulture?  seriously..]
+	  
+cut to Mr. My-Shirt-matches-the-oddly-inserted-copy-of-Ray-Gun-I'm-Reading.
+Behind Mr. Shirt-reading_ray-Gun is a nice piece of pop/techno art
+that hovers over Mr. Shirt's shoulder like Freud on a neroses.  And,
+on the other side is another piece of info-art featuring
+yet-another-subliminal-but-obvious "Jesus-takes-a-crap" artowrk (but
+this time he's on a tightrope).  I see a theme developing here.
+Overall, the construction of the appropriated elments of the scene
+creates a very Jungian environment that propels onesself into a
+transreal exploration of primordial consciousness.  
+
+		      [get these spiders off of me.]
+
+CNN:  The Wired headquarters isn't Suit-and-Tie, it's
+Sneakers-and-Jeans.  
+
+Pan-down the oh-so-juicy body of Mr. Shirt, to
+reveal some desperately-seeking-style black Levi's and a
+"could-we-clash-a-bit-more-here-please?" pair of white Nike's with
+grass-stains on the insole.    [get some new carpet].
+
+cut to a "what-the-hell-is-that?" shot of a grey parrot attempting to
+partake in the delightful luxury of consuming a Pier-1 wicker chair.  
+
+CNN:  Free spirits?  Even on deadline for the premier issue, the
+attitude is casual.
+
+pan from parrot to LR-EggMan [hmm, subconscious parallel cuts, or
+coincidence?  You be the inquisitor general.....]
+
+Mr. Neo-Info-Hippie (yeah, the guy in the beadr with the black suit)
+can be heard saying in bg "I think next time we do Wired and Tired we
+should do the scoring" (or something like that - my pause->rewind
+finger is tired and my tape is decaying quickly into the wormhole of
+cyberspace).  "Some people are wired and some people are extrmeley
+tired".  
+
+	 [Hey man, don' mess with me man, cuz I'm wired man.  Man,
+	 I'll do you good man, I'll kill ya man, cuz i'm WIRED.  U
+	 just tired man, you just tired.  You tired, you ain' wired,
+	 man, so you won't SURVIVE man, cuz I know what's like, man.
+	 I've been there, man...I've seen it all, jack.  I know tired,
+	 man, an uze tired!!!]
+
+		     	-Washington Citycouncilman Marion Barry giving
+			his inaugural address as mayor.
+
+The EggMan looks on with intense oo-koo-kachoo-ness and then releases
+the non-tension with a delightful giggle into the camera.
+
+Ok, cut back to the Capp-fest party, shows a table with copies
+of Wired laid out, eds/pubs/writers appear to be autographing them for
+the masses of eager-socialists who've been waiting in line for days to
+get one slice of this informational bread.  There is no room for
+despair in this Room of Despair Lounge and Cafe at the HoJo Plaza.
+They sit in anticipation, they rise in existential pain, hoping,
+yearning for just a quick glimpse of the EggMan himself. 
+
+CNN:  Even though the digital revolution is, by nature, steeped
+[sic{k}????] in hardware, it's the people using it and afected by it that
+the editors of Wired plan to feature.
+
+ok, so, we cut through all these *extremely* parallel shots of a bunch
+of people perusing through copies of Wired as they mentally masturbate
+[whackwhack], and, ooops, I shouldn't've used that metaphor since it
+seems extremely rude and unwarrented as we cut to a shot of JANE
+METCALFE who is very beautiul and intelligent, and definitely has some
+sense of style.   
+
+      [ahem, umm, yeah, umm, can I get, uh, can I get an application?]
+
+      [(apologies to Ms. Metcalfe if she reads this [but hopefully Wired
+      isn't so self-oriented that they're monitoring all net.traphic related
+      to themselves]) 
+
+JM [co-ed/pub]:  One of the things Wired will try and do is focus the
+attention more on content, more on human beings, and how those
+technologies can be incorporated into human lives as opposed to how
+the humans can adapt themselves to the tecnhnology.
+
+    [wow, is this post-Ronell-ism we're seeing here?]
+
+cut to EggMan and fellow editors hanging around.  Background chatter
+revolves around maladjusted individuals [hey, I didn't know they
+interviewed me!  I must've dissociated that day!?!?! ]
+
+CNN:  The premier issue features a story about a member of Japan's
+"Digital Rat Pack" who is also accused of being a mass-murderer.
+Also, Wired's take on computer sex talk among digital revolutionaries.
+
+grafix from the magzine float by, and you see this quote "Sex is a
+virus that infects new technology first." - Gerard Van Der Leun.
+
+      [Hey, hey, hey, we'll have none of that here.  Maybe it's time
+      for Gerard to get out of the EFF HQ a bit more!!  =)  Just
+      kidding - I better watch myself cuz I think he's still on the FC
+      list..... ]
+
+CNN:  And a cover story on high-tech war by Cyberpunk maven Bruce
+Sterling.
+
+	[Hmmm, CNN calls Sterling a cyberpunk maven and Sterling
+	called me a net maven...Wow, I feel parallels eclipsing!  =)]
+
+The story is called "War is Virtual hell"
+
+CNN: -- topics designed to appeal to people already holding membership
+cards in the digital generation.
+
+      [Oh, sorry, folx, I haven't gotten around to mailing out yer
+      membership cards yet...But, this damn snail-mail post office -
+      so slow at times...]
+
+cut to shots of the mag.  I have to comment on this Wired and Tired
+section.  It's an in-out list with an oh-so-OUT let's-hide-behind 
+-catchy-cath-word-phrase-crazez.....
+
+Here's what I can see on my cheap 4 head SVHS-challenged VCR:
+with all-new fresh-scented grape-flavored unsolicited comments by me:
+
+Tired				  Wired
+----------------------------------------------------------------------
+Cindy Crawford			  Jane March
+REM				  The Jayhawks
+
+	[if they had any sense of hyperreality thet would've compared
+	REM to Alex Patterson, or Prodigy {the group} or Ministry]
+
+Clinton			          Gore
+
+	[what about Gore's wife, folx? Ms. Fascist-Reigns-Supreme]
+
+Car Phones			  Videophones
+Manhattan			  The WELL
+
+	[I'm taking this as a cut to MindVox.  Completely uncalled for
+	- MindVox has always been more over the edge than the WELL
+	will ever be]
+
+Energizer Bunny	 Ads		  Sega Ads
+
+	  [no, Nintendo, because they steal 808 State, which wired of
+	  course has never heard of because they are already appearing
+	  in the mirror as unhyperreal.]
+
+Chaos Theory		   	   Complexity Theory
+
+          [is it just me or are they just bum-rushing the constructs
+	  of technoculture just because they can identify them and
+	  want to appear hip?]
+
+Nintendo		 	   3DO
+
+	[the obligatory "we don't know it was hip til we wrote an
+	article about it and labelled it as such, inclusion]
+
+Baudrillard			      McLuhan
+
+	[no argument there other than that *both* are necessairy
+	gridpoints need to survive when postmoedrnism is applied to
+	reality]
+
+Japan				Indonesia
+
+	[my ass.  Indonesia doesn't even rave, let alone appropriate
+	to an extreme the bowels of global-tinged-pop-culture.]
+
+NPR				 BBC
+
+	[pirate radio, you wankers]
+
+California Real Estate	   	Intellectual property
+
+	   [oh, wow, man, like totally groovy in a humourous kinda
+	   vibe. ]
+
+Performance	 		Painting
+
+	[I guess that's cool.]
+
+John hughes			Francis Coppola
+
+     [yeah, replace a mainstream parallel with a mainstream parallel,
+     good way to show you're on the cutting edge folx.]
+
+Virtual anything	     Virtual anything
+
+	[AAAAGH!]
+
+WIRED:  Take a look at Mondo 2000's completely sarcastic Good/Bad Art
+DAmage.  The rests of these lists WANK!   Even Esquire's "Curve" list,
+which they dropped a bout a year ago, was tons hipper than this, and IT
+WAS DROPPED.  Now, I don't wan't to have to come up there.......
+
+This pisses me off - stop trying, start doing.  Words don't mean crap
+unless you apply them to your life, so don't just talk about the
+culture, start liivng it, like the rest of us have been doing for SOME
+TIME NOW, if you want to succeed.
+
+cut to shot of McLuhanism spouted through funk-ee fonts and shit.  
+
+cut to shot of Prof. ANNE BALSAMO [yeah! another FC-familiar] in front
+of some flying toasters.
+
+AB:  It will synthesize things for people in a way that helps them
+make sense of their own interests.  So, it'll be more interactive in
+its audience appeal.  
+
+cut to more editors performa-ing their magic.  god.
+
+CNN:  The look is hip and trendy [gawd, like, gag me, like, totally] --
+typestyles change, stories seem unanchored to a single page, unusual
+artowkr abounds.  But, if Wired is on the cutting edge of a high-tech
+takeover, what's it doing on paper?
+
+	  [not only what's it doing on paper, but what's it doing on a
+	  publishing schedule, why isn't it real-time global
+	  interaction, like, oh, I dunno, say.....FUTURECULTURE!?!?!!?]
+
+	  [and FC is free, damnit.  Like Gumby, damnit.]
+
+cut to Mr. Clinical-Psychologist-Classic-Look-#423
+
+PROF. JAY BOLTER:  If it's prediction is true that the digital
+revolution will come to pass, then in some way this magazine will have
+to go out of existence, transmute itself into a computer program that
+appears before us on a video screen, or a hologram or a 3d image that
+appears in our living room [damn, turn off Star Trek, bud].
+
+	[oh, gee, better yet, let's go one step further and create a
+	real-time global e-community, like, oh, I dunno, say
+	FUTURECULTURE!] 
+
+cut to JANE METCALFE.
+
+JM:  You get beautiful images, full color, it's a fully interactive
+product [keywordkeywordkeyword] and as far as we're concerned that's
+the best use of the available technology.  
+
+cut to yet more editing shots of te mag.
+
+CNN:  The editors do have plans to expand Wired beyond the limits of
+paper, but that's down the road a bit.  
+
+cut to LR in guess where.
+
+EGGMAN:  A cable-television show, on-line interactive magazine, it
+would include perhaps a book range, it would include a wide variety of
+products for a much more wide-ranging audience then we have today.
+
+	 [dude, it isn't even out yet.  whaddya mean audience?]
+
+	 [anyway, sounds to me that in their conquests they're
+	 planning to combine stuff like FutureCulture, FringeWare,
+	 FutureWatch {this CNN show}, the Beyond Cyberpunk stack, and
+	 MindVox all into one giant easily-digestible info-pill.]
+
+so, anyway, the Eggman walks through the feaux-brick office littered
+with wires and cables and empty Cappios and Gap receipts.  For all yo
+cineman fans out there, there's a definite element of German
+Expressionism and entrapment in this shot that forces me to go back to
+the beginning hallway scenes of Pink Floyd's The Wall - if you get the
+analogy between Eggman and Pinkerton Floyd, you heard it hear first.  
+
+HEY!  It's Mr. Ray-GUn-Mstching-Shirt!  Eggman is pretending like he's
+doing something, involving himself in a Miles Drentell [sp?] sort of
+way with Mr. Ray-Gun-Shirt.
+
+CNN:  Before Wired can become the Rolling Stone of Silicon Valley, it
+must first survive the lean start-up times, for most magazines that's
+about 3 years.
+
+cut to even more editors, one of whom we'll call Ms.
+One-too-Many-X-Concerts-Back-in-1981-with-Bubblegum-Hair.  
+
+cut to some guy reading Wired, and, boy (can u guess what am I gonna
+say), boy am I TIRED.
+
+CNN:  So it could be awhile if we know if the public is really plugged
+in to Wired.  MArtin Hill, CNN, Futurewatch.
+
+CNN:  Wired will hit the newsstand on january 26th and come out every
+other month.  The cost, $4.95 on the newsstand.
+
+Screw this, it's 3:30 in the afternoon and I need to take a shower.
+Be back in a sec.  N-Joi my rants intertwined so appropriately with
+the boring report.
+
+Yawn.
+
+---------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+My analysis and apologies to the zine to follow after I take a shower.
+
+-- 
+
+    ahawks@nyx.cs.du.edu	        FutureCulture:  In/f0rmation
+    ahawks@mindvox.phantom.com		future-request@nyx.cs.du.edu
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  The UNFORSEEN IMPLICATIONS are indeed TRUE!
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+	Balsamo, Anne.  "Reading Cyborgs Writing Feminism." Communications,
+	1988: 331-345.
+
+	Balsamo, Anne. "The Virtual Body in Cyberspace." Journal of Research
+	in the Philosophy of Technology, forthcoming.
+
+
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+Date: Wed, 27 Jan 93 10:31:45 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0036@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna fpvrapr)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+Keywords: surfpunk, public key cryptosystem, key management, PGP, PEM, RSA
+X-Senator: Sam Nunn, 202 224 3521 
+X-Chairman: General Colin Powell, 703 697 9121
+
++                       +  Cypherpunks don't care if you don't like the
+                        +  software they write.  Cypherpunks know that
+                        +  software can't be destroyed.  Cypherpunks know
+                        +  that a widely dispersed system can't be shut
+                        +  down.
+                        +                    -- the cypherpunk manifesto
+                        +                 (cypherpunks-request@toad.com)
+                        ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+Here's a short piece from Scientific American on RSA, PEM, PGP etc.
+
+Notice towards the end this article says "The U.S. is the only nation
+that permits the patenting of mathematical algorithms."
+
+That threw me at first -- it's not *supposed* to be permitted, but in
+practice, it is.  So I suppose this is a true statement.
+
+(The cover article of this Sci Am is on a team at the Science Museum in
+London that did a 3-ton implementation of Babbage's Difference Engine.)
+
+							       -- strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: Scientific American, February 1993, beginning at the 30th page.
+	For fair use only.  
+
+
+Electronic Envelopes?
+The uncertainty of keeping e-mail private
+
+
+  Recent legislative efforts to mandate remote wiretapping attachments
+for every telephone system and computer network in the U.S. may have
+been the best thing that every happened for encryption software.  "We
+have mostly the FBI to thank," says John Gilmore of Cygnus Support in
+Palo Alto, Calif.  Gilmore is an entrepreneur, hacker and electronic
+civil libertarian who helped to found the Electronic Frontier
+Foundation (EFF).  He is now watching closely the development of two
+competing techniques for keeping electronic mail private.
+
+  As matters now stand, computers transmit messages from one user to
+another in plain text.  If a geneticist in Boston sends e-mail to a
+molecular biologist in San Diego, any of the half a dozen or so
+intermediary machines that forward the letter could siphon off a copy
+-- and so could any of the dozens of workstations that might be
+attached to the local-area network at the sender's or recipient's
+university or company.
+
+  The Electronic Privacy Act of 1986 prohibits snooping by public
+e-mail carriers or law-enforcement officials, except by court order.
+Nevertheless, many people are becoming uncomfortable with the
+electronic equivalent of mailing all their correspondence on postcards
+and relying on people to refrain from reading it.  They are turning to
+public-key encryption, which allows anyone to encode a message but only
+the recipient to decode it.  Each user has a public key, which is made
+widely available, and a closely guarded secret key.  Messages encrypted
+with one key can be decrypted only with each other, thus also making it
+possible to "sign" messages by encrypting them with the private key
+[see "Achieving Electronic Privacy," by David Chaum; Scientific
+American, August 1992].
+
+  Two programs -- and two almost diametrically opposed viewpoints
+embodied in them -- are competing for acceptance.  Privacy Enhanced
+Mail (PEM) is the long-awaited culmination of years of international
+standard setting by computer scientists.  Pretty Good Privacy (PGP) is
+a possibly illegal work of "guerilla freeware" originally written by
+software consultant Philip Zimmermann.
+
+  The philosophies of PEM and PGP differ most visibly with respect to
+key management, the crucial task of ensuring that the public keys that
+encode messages actually belong to the intended recipient rather than a
+malevolent third party.  PEM relies on a rigid hierarchy of trusted
+companies, universities and other institutions to certify public keys,
+which are then stored on a "key server" accessible over the Internet.
+To send private mail, one asks the key server for the public key of the
+addressee, which has been signed by the appropriate certification
+authorities.  PGP, in contrast, operates on what Zimmermann calls "a
+web of trust":  people who wish to correspond privately can exchange
+keys directly or through trusted intermediaries.  The intermediaries
+sign the keys that they pass on, thus certifying their authenticity.
+
+  PGP's decentralized approach has gained a wide following since its
+initial release in June 1991, according to Hugh E. Miller of Loyola
+University in Chicago, who maintains an electronic mailing list for
+discussion among PGP users.  His personal "keyring" file contains
+public keys for about 100 correspondents, and others have keyrings
+containing far more.  As of the end of 1992, meanwhile, a final version
+of PEM has not been officially released.  Gilmore, who subscribes to
+the electronic mailing list for PEM developers, says he has seen "only
+five or 10" messages actually encrypted using the software.
+
+  Although PGP's purchase price is right -- it is freely available over
+the Internet and on electronic bulletin boards throughout the world --
+it does carry two liabilities that could frighten away potential
+users.  First, U.S. law defines cryptographic hardware and software as
+"munitions." So anyone who is caught making a copy of the program could
+run afoul of export-control laws.  Miller calls this situation
+"absurd," citing the availability of high-quality cryptographic
+software on the streets of Moscow.
+
+  Worse yet, RSA Data Security in Redwood City, Calif., holds rights to
+a U.S. patent on the public-key encryption algorithm, and D. James
+Bidzos, the company's president, asserts that anyone using or
+distributing PGP could be sued for infringement.  The company has
+licensed public-key software to corporations and sells its own
+encrypted-mail package (the algorithm was developed with federal
+support, and so the government has a royalty-free license).  When
+Bidzos's attorneys warned Zimmermann that he faced a suit for
+developing PGP, he gave up further work on the program.
+
+  Instead PGP's ongoing improvements are in the hands of an
+international team of software developers who take advice from
+Zimmermann by e-mail.  The U.S. is the only nation that permits the
+patenting of mathematical algorithms, and so programmers in the
+Netherlands or New Zealand apparently have little to fear.
+
+  U.S. residents who import the program could still face legal action,
+although repeated warnings broadcast in cryptography discussion groups
+on computer networks have yet to be superseded by legal filings.
+Meanwhile, Gilmore says, the only substantive effect of the patent
+threat is that development and use of cryptographic tools have been
+driven out of the U.S. into less restrictive countries
+
+			                             -- Paul Wallich
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Cypherpunks love to practice.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+                 #define DA_MD2 3
+                 #define DA_MD5 5
+                 #define MIN_RSA_MODULUS_BITS 508
+                 #define MAX_RSA_MODULUS_BITS 1024
+                 #define MAX_RSA_MODULUS_LEN ((MAX_RSA_MODULUS_BITS + 7) / 8)
+                 #define MAX_RSA_PRIME_BITS ((MAX_RSA_MODULUS_BITS + 1) / 2)
+                 #define MAX_RSA_PRIME_LEN ((MAX_RSA_PRIME_BITS + 7) / 8)
+
+
+
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+Date: Wed, 27 Jan 93 17:39:01 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0037@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (pbyynobengvir zbqnyvgl genafvgvbaf)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0037] THESIS: meta-information sharing in collaboration support environments
+Keywords: surfpunk, computer-supported cooperative work, meta-information
+
++                        + a. Hydrogen cracking will be performed by
+                         +    trailing a large recepticle for containment
+                         +    of water behind the AUtopia, where the solar
+                         +    units will generate the electricity for
+                         +    separate the hydogen from the water by
+                         +    process of electrolosis.
+                         +                 -- AUtopia manifesto
+                         +                    wixer!autopia@cs.utexas.edu
+                         +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+The body of this proposal passed "fmt" without the slightest change.
+The proposer obviously uses "vi"!                          -- strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+     META-INFORMATION SHARING IN COLLABORATION SUPPORT ENVIRONMENTS
+
+                         Ph.D. Thesis Proposal
+                            W. Keith Edwards
+                         College of Computing
+               Graphics, Visualization & Usability Center
+                 [ Georgia Tech, Atlanta, Georgia, USA ]
+
+                             Committee:
+                       John Stasko (Advisor)
+                            James Foley
+            David Gedye (Sun Microsystems Laboratories, Inc.)
+                           Scott Hudson
+                           Daryl Lawton
+
+                    Tuesday, February 2, 1993
+                             5:00 PM
+                  College of Computing, Room 155
+
+
+
+ABSTRACT
+
+Computer-supported cooperative work, or CSCW, is an emerging area of
+both research and commercial interest which is concerned with the use
+of computers to support and enhance the work activities of groups.
+Collaborative applications are notoriously hard to build however.  As
+Grudin says, "the design process fails because [developers'] intuitions
+are poor for multi-user applications."
+
+A number of characteristics of collaborative applications contribute to
+their intractability.  These include the multi-user nature of such
+systems (requiring application developers to maintain serialization and
+synchronization among multiple event streams), the requirement for
+fine-grained access control, the need for flexible session management,
+and the potentially distributed nature of collaborative applications.
+
+The goal of this proposed research is create a framework to enable the
+easier creation of robust, flexible, multi-user collaborative
+applications.  I believe that it is possible to draw a distinction
+between two classes of information sharing in collaborative
+applications, and that by drawing such a distinction it is possible to
+gain insight into ways to support collaborative systems both at
+development time and run-time.  These two sharing classes are
+application information sharing and meta-information sharing.
+Application information sharing is the "classical" form of sharing and
+involves sharing application-internal data in a collaborative session.
+Meta-information sharing is the sharing of information used to
+facilitate the process of collaboration itself; it is the sharing of
+information used by the underlying collaboration support environment.
+
+I hypothesize that by drawing this distinction and focusing on various
+aspects of meta-information sharing, it will be possible to
+significantly enhance the development process and run-time flexibility
+of collaborative applications.  In this talk I shall discuss the
+distinction in types of sharing and explain why I have focused on this
+one type of information sharing.  I will specifically examine four
+specific objectives of this research which involve the sharing of
+meta-information:  session management, user representations in a
+collaborative system, policy expression, and modality transitions
+between synchronous and asynchronous collaboration.
+
+---
+keith edwards                                   keith.edwards@gvu.gatech.edu
+multimedia computing group / georgia tech       404.894.6266
+graphics, visualization, & usability center     atlanta, ga  30332-0280
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+    
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Fatal IO errors to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+                      XIO:  fatal IO error 32 (Broken pipe) on X server
+                            "unix:0.0" after 38 requests (33 known
+                            processed) with 0 events remaining.  The
+                            connection was probably broken by a server
+                            shutdown or KillClient.
+
+
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+Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 12:45:37 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0038@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (jura yvtugavat fgevxrf naq jr ner fyrrcvat)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0038] MANIFESTITO: ... also, Incoming New Age Staff Steps Into a Time Warp
+Keywords: surfpunk, white house, typewriters, future shock, manifestito 
+
++                     +  Your friendly Itamae-San (Sushi Chef) has spent
+                      +  years perfecting his craft, and he wants you to
+                      +  thoroughly enjoy his creations.
+                      ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+
+MANIFESTITO: The SURFPUNK manifesto is horribly out of date, but 
+we've had a number of people join recently, so I want to give a
+hint of what's going on here.  Currently SURFPUNK is surveying
+and sampling the leading edge of The Net.  But eventually SURFPUNK
+is a ruse for experimentation in hypermedia.  Rather than cutting
+and pasting we should be transcluding and hyperlinking.  And multimedia
+standards are available today -- we must escape from our ASCII jail.
+SURFPUNK hopes to evolve rapidly to be a leading-edge-format publication.
+There will be a place for hackers and cypherpunks, as well as writers,
+artists, and visionaries, to be involved.  I'm working on the foundations
+now, with MIME, TK/TCL, and WWW as initial platforms, and with 
+object-oriented technology as the fundamental paradigm.  All webware
+must be free.
+
+                                                henry strickland
+						surfpunk curator
+                                                strick@osc.versant.com
+                                                +1 415 329 7500 (x116)
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Source: The New York Times (National Edition, Northern California),
+            Thur 28-jan-93, page A11.  For fair use only.
+
+
+Incoming New Age Staff Steps Into a Time Warp
+
+  By GWEN IFILL
+  Special to The New York Times
+
+  WASHINGTON, Jan 27 -- The staff members at the Clinton White House
+were still flush with victory from the campaign and recovering from a
+week of inaugural parties when they moved into their new digs last
+week.  Then they saw the typewriters.
+
+  Most of the young staff had been reared on easy-touch computer
+keyboards, satellite dishes, voice mail and fax machines.  They were
+horrified.
+
+  "This is the White house," said Dee Dee Myers, the press secretary.
+"It is a beautiful building, less posh than people would suspect and
+certainly with less space.  But technologically, it's somewhere between
+Roosevelt and Truman."
+
+  At the Presidential campaign headquarters in Little Rock, Ark., Bill
+Clinton's aides could push one button and watch their candidate on
+satellite or pick up their phones and listen to him giving a live
+speech.  News-service machines hummed on every floor, and the computers
+had three levels of electronic mail through which aides could
+communicate with each other and process requests from constituents.
+
+  To understand the culture shock, note this:  One of former President
+George Bush's first tasks on retiring to Houston last week was to learn
+how to operate a computer, nearly a year after a first lesson in the
+White House was scheduled and then canceled.
+
+  Call the change generational.  Call it cultural.  The people at the
+White House are calling it "techno-shock."
+
+
+[ nine more paragraphs omitted.  you get the idea.  --strick]
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Tell me where my dreams go!
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
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diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0039.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0039.txt
new file mode 100644
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+Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 12:00:11 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0039@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (abg zhpu bs n pelcgbtencure)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0039] INBOX: Hypercard query; Encryption of email
+Keywords: surfpunk, hypercard, public key cryptosystems
+
+                 |  Bpt 4, purify_stop_here ()
+                 |  (gdb) where
+                 |  #0  purify_stop_here ()
+                 |  Captain!  We can't jump back into normal space.
+                 |  What's our position, Sulu?
+                 |  Looks like we're somewhere in the pc_adjust-8 sector, Sir.
+                 |  My instruments show no fp shift.  
+                 |  We are still at 0x00000000.
+                 |  Spock, what do you make of this?
+                 |  Sorry, Jim.  Sir.  I'm meditating.
+                 |  Captain, there are 8 Romulan ships straight ahead!
+                 |  Scotty, take us out of here!  Emergency warp to top level.
+                 |  Ok, but we have an #1  PC 0x8 ()
+                 |  #2  VShell3::source_input(_iobuf*,_iobuf*,const char*) 
+                 |                                 (...) (...)  (0x1fa3c)
+                 |  #3  main (__0argc=1, __0argv=(char **) 0xf7fff6d4) 
+                 |                                 (vsh3main.cxx:207)
+                 |  (gdb)
+                 |_____________________________________________________
+
+
+SURFPUNK Viewer Mail:  
+
+One hypercard query, mailed directly to surfpunk.
+
+The rest of these arise on the FutureCulture list, to which someone
+forwarded "surfpunk-0036", the Scientific American posting.
+( I forwarded it to the cypherpunks list; someone else must have
+sent it to FutureCulture. )  These devolve rapidly ... if you're up
+on Public Key Cryptosystems, you don't stand to learn much here. 
+Discussion about how encrypted messages fit into the internet
+culture interest me, though.   
+
+OBTW, here's blurbage from the new "welcome to surfpunk" message:
+
+     SURFPUNK is currently neither reflected nor digested, but
+     rather curated.  This may change in the future.
+     Contributions are welcome and appreciated, but my not
+     always be forwarded on the same day as received.  Postings
+     that seem to be text flows (rather than pieces of ascii
+     mailart) are subject to minor cleanup (such as reformatting
+     huge lines), unless requested otherwise.
+
+                                                              --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Sean Michael Carton <elrod@wam.umd.edu>
+Subject: Re:  [surfpunk-0038] MANIFESTITO: ... also, Incoming New Age 
+        Staff Steps Into a Time Warp
+Date: Thu, 28 Jan 1993 18:31:41 -0500
+Message-Id: <199301282331.AA07701@rac1.wam.umd.edu>
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com
+
+Anybody want to work on HyperCard ?
+
+Sean
+
+[ 
+  I'm very interested in building a macintosh client for surfpunk
+  hypermedia.  I'm not sure HyperCard is powerful enough to maintain
+  interaction on a network connection.   HyperCard should suffice,
+  however, for "rendering" files ... perhaps a MIME viewer in HyperCard? 
+
+  (I started toying with the THINK Class Library 5.0 but spent several
+  days over christmas trying to chase down a bug that wasn't there.  It
+  turned out that "int is 4 bytes" doesn't work, at least not in my
+  version of THINK Class Library.)
+
+  By the way, I meant the language TCL ("tickle") by John Ousterhout 
+  <ouster@sprite.berkeley.edu> when I mentioned TK/TCL.   Ftp TK and
+  TCL from sprite.berkely.edu.  Look for a "tcl" directory.  Also
+  see comp.lang.tcl on usenet for a FAQ.
+
+  I've got a lot to learn still about Macintosh.  And then [barf] PC.
+  I'll certainly be looking for help, but not quite yet.
+
+                -- strick
+]
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: sml@mfltd.co.uk (Shaun Lowry)
+Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 11:23:39 GMT
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+
+>From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna fp
+vrapr)
+
+% echo 'gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna fpvrapr' | \
+tr '[A-Z][a-z]' '[N-Z][A-M][n-z][a-m]'
+thought to evoke science fiction rather than science
+
+Didn't take much of a cryptographer to spot that one :-)
+
+>  The philosophies of PEM and PGP differ most visibly with respect to
+>key management, the crucial task of ensuring that the public keys that
+>encode messages actually belong to the intended recipient rather than a
+>malevolent third party.  PEM relies on a rigid hierarchy of trusted
+>companies, universities and other institutions to certify public keys,
+>which are then stored on a "key server" accessible over the Internet.
+
+So, anyone intercepting mail to a certain person can, if the message is
+encrypted, request that person's key from the server, and decrypt it
+themselves?  Great.  You've convinced me to use it.  NOT.
+
+>To send private mail, one asks the key server for the public key of the
+>addressee, which has been signed by the appropriate certification
+>authorities.  PGP, in contrast, operates on what Zimmermann calls "a
+>web of trust":  people who wish to correspond privately can exchange
+>keys directly or through trusted intermediaries.  The intermediaries
+>sign the keys that they pass on, thus certifying their authenticity.
+
+Seriously, the only way to send secure mail with this sort of
+encryption is to exchange keys with the person you're corresponding
+with in a secure way, i.e.  meet them in the flesh.
+
+[stands on soapbox]
+Sending encrypted mail isn't something we should have to do.  It's not the
+Internet's "scene".  The Internet, as I see it, is based purely on trust and
+co-operation, and that's a *BIG* win for me.  I like a society where there
+aren't any police, and order is maintained by the populace.  You could argue
+that we're being constantly watched/opressed by every sysadmin on the 'net,
+but how many of them have ever *interfered* with the way the 'net operates?
+Not many.  Consider also that most sysadmins on the 'net are also
+net.citizens.
+[gets off and wanders back into the crowd]
+
+>  Although PGP's purchase price is right -- it is freely available over
+>the Internet and on electronic bulletin boards throughout the world --
+>it does carry two liabilities that could frighten away potential
+>users.  First, U.S. law defines cryptographic hardware and software as
+>"munitions." So anyone who is caught making a copy of the program could
+>run afoul of export-control laws.  Miller calls this situation
+>"absurd," citing the availability of high-quality cryptographic
+>software on the streets of Moscow.
+
+Absolutely fucking wonderful.  I believe also that classing them as
+"munitions" gives the govt powers to seize said software, which in all
+likelihood means the machines on which the software runs.  You want the CIA
+wandering through your filestore anytime they like?  This sounds like a
+perfect excuse.
+
+>  Worse yet, RSA Data Security in Redwood City, Calif., holds rights to
+>a U.S. patent on the public-key encryption algorithm, and D. James
+>Bidzos, the company's president, asserts that anyone using or
+>distributing PGP could be sued for infringement.  The company has
+>licensed public-key software to corporations and sells its own
+>encrypted-mail package (the algorithm was developed with federal
+>support, and so the government has a royalty-free license).  When
+>Bidzos's attorneys warned Zimmermann that he faced a suit for
+>developing PGP, he gave up further work on the program.
+
+This just gets better and better.
+
+>  Instead PGP's ongoing improvements are in the hands of an
+>international team of software developers who take advice from
+>Zimmermann by e-mail.  The U.S. is the only nation that permits the
+>patenting of mathematical algorithms, and so programmers in the
+>Netherlands or New Zealand apparently have little to fear.
+>
+>  U.S. residents who import the program could still face legal action,
+>although repeated warnings broadcast in cryptography discussion groups
+>on computer networks have yet to be superseded by legal filings.
+>Meanwhile, Gilmore says, the only substantive effect of the patent
+>threat is that development and use of cryptographic tools have been
+>driven out of the U.S. into less restrictive countries
+
+This is just too depressing for words.  When will these people lighten up?!?
+
+        Shaun.
+
+--
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+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 14:38:38 PST
+From: Don Eliason <eliason@merlin.llnl.gov>
+Subject: Re: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+
+> >From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna
+fpvrapr)
+>
+> % echo 'gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna fpvrapr' | \
+> tr '[A-Z][a-z]' '[N-Z][A-M][n-z][a-m]'
+> thought to evoke science fiction rather than science
+>
+> Didn't take much of a cryptographer to spot that one :-)
+>
+
+Doesn't work for me.
+
+eliason@merlin.llnl.gov
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+From: "John Coryell." <jcoryell%nwu.edu@UICVM.UIC.EDU>
+Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 12:11:50 CST
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+
+>Seriously, the only way to send secure mail with this sort of
+>encryption is to exchange keys with the person you're corresponding
+>with in a secure way, i.e.  meet them in the flesh.
+>
+>[stands on soapbox]
+>Sending encrypted mail isn't something we should have to do.  It's not the
+>Internet's "scene".  The Internet, as I see it, is based purely on trust and
+>co-operation, and that's a *BIG* win for me.  I like a society where there
+>aren't any police, and order is maintained by the populace.  You could argue
+>that we're being constantly watched/opressed by every sysadmin on the 'net,
+>but how many of them have ever *interfered* with the way the 'net operates?
+>Not many.  Consider also that most sysadmins on the 'net are also
+>net.citizens.
+>[gets off and wanders back into the crowd]
+>
+I agree in principle with just about everything, but having encryption
+devices are useful on some occasions when engaging in activity that,
+though not necessarily illegal, could very definitely be used against
+you, particularly for blackmail.  No, I've never had problems with
+the sysadmins (not in terms of email, but that's another story); they're
+not the ones I'm worrying about.  Yes, I'm paranoid.  I like to think
+it's worked to my advantage thus far.
+
+Caveat: I'm also so paranoid that the only way I'd provide my key is
+face to face, person to person, and I'm also going to try to have a
+different key for each separate individual's account (not just person)
+that I would send encryption to.
+
+But it would be delightful to keep things as much on the up and up;
+the rest of the deleted message is a tribute to why that may not be
+possible, sadly.
+
+John Coryell.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date:  Thu, 28 Jan 93 16:34:20 PDT
+From: <tomg@image.com>
+Subject:  Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosyste
+
+> >  The philosophies of PEM and PGP differ most visibly with respect to
+> >key management, the crucial task of ensuring that the public keys that
+> >encode messages actually belong to the intended recipient rather than a
+> >malevolent third party.  PEM relies on a rigid hierarchy of trusted
+> >companies, universities and other institutions to certify public keys,
+> >which are then stored on a "key server" accessible over the Internet.
+>
+> So, anyone intercepting mail to a certain person can, if the message is
+> encrypted, request that person's key from the server, and decrypt it
+> themselves?  Great.  You've convinced me to use it.  NOT.
+
+No, getting somebody's public key from the server wouldn't allow you
+to decrypt messages sent to them.  You need the private key to do
+that.
+
+The actual danger referred to is that I could make you think MY
+public key was the key of, say, Pres. Clinton.  You'd write a
+message to Clinton using my key, and I'd intercept it and decrypt it
+(since I know my own corresponding private key).  When the message
+arrived at the White House, Clinton wouldn't be able to decrypt it,
+but by then the damage would presumably be done.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: Thu, 28 Jan 93 19:08:59 -0800
+From: Brian Willoughby <sounds!brianw@nwnexus.wa.com>
+Subject: Re: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+
+|  > >From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba
+engure guna fpvrapr)
+|  >
+
+|  > % echo 'gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna fpvrapr' | \
+|  > tr '[A-Z][a-z]' '[N-Z][A-M][n-z][a-m]'
+|  > thought to evoke science fiction rather than science
+|  >
+
+|  > Didn't take much of a cryptographer to spot that one :-)
+|
+
+|  Doesn't work for me.
+
+On my system, BSD 4.3 Unix, I was able to modify the command line to work
+after reading the man page for tr.  Try:
+
+% echo 'gubhtug gb ribxr fpvrapr svpgvba engure guna fpvrapr' | \
+tr 'A-Za-z' 'N-ZA-Mn-za-m'
+
+YMMV
+Brian Willoughby        Software Design Engineer, BSEE NCSU
+BrianW@SoundS.WA.com    Sound Consulting: Software Design and Development
+NeXTmail welcome
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: "Spam@tin.supermarket.tescos" <samuele@cogs.sussex.ac.uk>
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+Date: Fri, 29 Jan 1993 14:10:50 +0000 (GMT)
+
+Spam, spam, egg and Shaun Lowry :
+=>
+=>>  The philosophies of PEM and PGP differ most visibly with respect to
+=>>key management, the crucial task of ensuring that the public keys that
+=>>encode messages actually belong to the intended recipient rather than a
+=>>malevolent third party.  PEM relies on a rigid hierarchy of trusted
+=>>companies, universities and other institutions to certify public keys,
+=>>which are then stored on a "key server" accessible over the Internet.
+=>
+=>So, anyone intercepting mail to a certain person can, if the message is
+=>encrypted, request that person's key from the server, and decrypt it
+=>themselves?  Great.  You've convinced me to use it.  NOT.
+
+No no no - the key server gives the PUBLIC key of the person - that is
+only useful for ENCRYPTING the message - to decrypt you need the private
+key, and that only belongs to the person in question and is NEVER distributed.
+
+=>
+=>>To send private mail, one asks the key server for the public key of the
+=>>addressee, which has been signed by the appropriate certification
+=>>authorities.  PGP, in contrast, operates on what Zimmermann calls "a
+=>>web of trust":  people who wish to correspond privately can exchange
+=>>keys directly or through trusted intermediaries.  The intermediaries
+=>>sign the keys that they pass on, thus certifying their authenticity.
+=>
+=>Seriously, the only way to send secure mail with this sort of
+=>encryption is to exchange keys with the person you're corresponding
+=>with in a secure way, i.e.  meet them in the flesh.
+=>
+
+You don't need to with public key encryption, that's the whole point.....
+
+Spam.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: Karl L. Barrus <barrus@tree.egr.uh.edu>
+Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 08:28:36 -0600
+Subject: crypto, surfpunks
+
+>So, anyone intercepting mail to a certain person can, if the message is
+>encrypted, request that person's key from the server, and decrypt it
+
+No no no.  PEM is based on public key cryptography, where you encrypt
+with a public key and decrypt with a differeny (private) key.  Your
+public key is stored on the server so anyone can encrypt a message to
+you.  However, you keep your private key secret so only you can
+decrypt a message.
+
+>Sending encrypted mail isn't something we should have to do. It's not the
+>Internet's "scene".  The Internet, as I see it, is based purely on trust and
+
+Well, to draw an analogy, do you ever send mail via the post office?
+You do??  Since I'm sure you have nothing to hide, why don't you write
+is on postcards so everyone can easily read it?
+
+/-----------------------------------\
+| Karl L. Barrus                    |
+| barrus@tree.egr.uh.edu (NeXTMail) |
+| elee9sf@menudo.uh.edu             |
+\-----------------------------------/
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+SURFPUNK is currently neither reflected nor digested, but rather
+curated.  This may change in the future.  Contributions are welcome and
+appreciated, but my not always be forwarded on the same day as
+received.  Postings that seem to be text flows (rather than pieces of
+ascii mailart) are subject to minor cleanup (such as reformatting huge
+lines), unless requested otherwise.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  There is ABSOLUTELY NO WARRANTY for SURFPUNK.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+           % gdb vsh
+                    Energize Programming System 1.0.0
+
+           GDB 3.5+ w/ C++ & ild support -- SAZSS100F, Copyright (C) 1989
+           Free Software Foundation, Inc.  Copyright (C) 1991 Lucid, Inc.
+           There is ABSOLUTELY NO WARRANTY for GDB; type "info warranty"
+           for details.  GDB is free software and you are welcome to
+           distribute copies of it under certain conditions; type "info
+           copying" to see the conditions.  Reading in symbols for
+           /mvp/vogon/strick/WORK/tools/vsh3/vsh3/vsh...done.  Type "help"
+           for a list of commands.
+           (gdb)
+
+
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0040.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0040.txt
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+Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 12:41:33 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0040@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (crargengvba ol gur Zneirybhf)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0040] CRYPT: [gnu@toad.com] SunExpress to expand "unlockable" software distribution
+Keywords: surfpunk, SunExpress, unlockable software, sunsoft catalyst cdware
+
++                         + The TAZ is "utopian" in the sense that it
+                          + envisions an *intensification* of everyday life,
+                          + or as the Surrealists might have said, life's
+                          + penetration by the Marvelous.
+                          +                                -- hakim bey
+                          +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+John Gilmore (one of the first employees of Sun) challenges 
+your cryptanalytic abilities for a public service.
+                                                                --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+Message-Id: <9301270936.AA24007@toad.com>
+To: cypherpunks@toad.com
+Subject: SunExpress to expand "unlockable" software distribution
+Date: Wed, 27 Jan 93 01:36:11 -0800
+
+It would probably be a public service if some interested parties were
+to determine the ``encryption'' method that Sun Express, the standard
+Sun ``license manager'', and other packages use.  At the moment, the
+details of these technologies are not described in the public
+literature (as far as I know).
+
+Rather than have these companies discover years too late that their
+"unlockable" software is really unlockable by anyone who understands
+cryptography, it'd be better for them to learn it this year, while
+they are still handling low volumes of programs that way.  Also maybe
+they will stop dumping these programs-that-you-have-but-must-pay-to-run on us.
+
+	John 
+
+----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+                                                        The Florida SunFlash
+
+         SunExpress Unveils One-Stop Shopping From the Desktop
+
+SunFLASH Vol 49 #21					        January 1993 
+----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+                New CD-ROM and facsimile services 
+     make it easier than ever to select and purchase products
+  
+ 
+CHELMSFORD, Mass. --January 26, 1993-- SunExpress, a subsidiary of
+workstation industry leader Sun Microsystems, Inc., today announced two
+new customer services which simplify information retrieval and product
+ordering.  FaxInfo(SM), which allows SunExpress customers to access
+product information and order product through their fax machine, is
+available now.  A second program will allow SunExpress customers to
+"unlock" software applications directly from SunSoft's Catalyst
+CDware(TM), the most widely-distributed demo CD for users of the
+UNIX(R) operating system.  The CD-ROM program is being implemented in
+twenty customer sites on a trial basis and will be generally available
+later this year with Catalyst CDware Volume 5.0.
+
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+SunExpress to process orders more efficiently and provide a higher
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+
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+
+FaxInfo
+
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+(800-USE-SUNX), customers can access FaxInfo and have technical data
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+product specs as they are made available.
+
+SunExpress joins with SunSoft's Catalyst CDware Program
+
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+CDware program which allows them to run demo versions of a range of
+UNIX software applications from several major ISV's and decide whether
+it is something they would like to buy.  With SunExpress' participation
+in the program, interested customers can purchase and obtain a
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+
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+carries 73 product presentations from 54 different vendors.
+
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+effectiveness and impact of our Catalyst CDware program," said Peter
+Schakow, Manager of CD programs at SunSoft.  "We look forward to
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+
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+
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+
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+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Chaos theory predicts it.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+
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+              an ASCII-based  56-bit  pattern.  Knowing  that  the  key
+              was derived from ASCII radically reduces the time
+              necessary  for a brute-force cryptographic attack.
+
+          Sun Release 4.1   Last change: 9 September 1987              3
+
+
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+Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 16:52:19 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0041@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (fheschax@bfp.irefnag.pbz)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0041] Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+Keywords: surfpunk, Steve Jackson Games, USSS, Timothy Foley
+
+                             +  When the time comes, if I post to the
+                             +  right newsgroup, ten thousand people
+                             +  will know within three days.
+                             +             -- Bjarne Stroustrup 
+                             +    [ I forget the exact numbers --strick]
+                             +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+Wish I had a radioactive trace on this one, to watch it spread 
+around the globe.  Thanks to spaf and charlie@rtfm.    --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Newsgroups: alt.bbs,comp.org.eff.news,alt.cyberpunk,austin.important,tx.news
+From: wixer!pacoid@cs.utexas.edu (Paco Xander Nathan)
+Subject: Steve Jackson Games - Day 3
+Organization: Houston Chronicle
+Date: Fri, 29 Jan 1993 11:12:43 GMT
+
+Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit -- Day One
+
+By JOE ABERNATHY
+Copyright 1993, Houston Chronicle
+
+AUSTIN -- Plaintiff's attorneys wrested two embarrassing admissions from the
+United States Secret Service on the opening day of a federal civil lawsuit
+designed to establish the bounds of constitutional protections for electronic
+publishing and electronic mail.
+
+In the first, Special Agent Timothy Foley of Chicago admitted that crucial
+statements were erroneous in an affidavit he used to conduct several
+search-and-seizure operations in a March 1990 crackdown on computer crime.
+
+ Foley later conceded that the Secret Service's special training for computer
+crime investigators overlooks any mention of the law that regulates the extent
+of permissible search-and-seizures at publishing operations.
+
+ The case, brought by Steve Jackson Games, an Austin firm, is being tried
+before United States District Judge Sam Sparks. Carefully nurtured over the
+course of three years by a group of electronic civil rights activists -- at a
+cost of more than $200,000 -- the case has been eagerly anticipated as a
+possible damper on what is seen as computer crime hysteria among federal
+police. 
+
+Plaintiffs hope to prove that the printed word exists just as surely on the
+computer screen as it does on a sheet of paper. The complaint also seeks to
+establish the right of computer users to congregate electronically on bulletin
+board systems -- such as one called Illuminati that was taken from Steve
+Jackson Games -- and to exchange private electronic mail on such BBSs.
+
+ "This lawsuit is just to stand up and say, at the end of the 20th Century,
+that publishing occurs as much on computers as on the printed page," said Jim
+George, of the Austin firm George, Donaldson & Ford, Jackson's law firm. 
+
+ That issue came into sharp focus during George's questioning of Foley
+regarding the seizure of the PC on which Illuminati ran, and another computer
+on which was stored the word processing document containing a pending Steve
+Jackson Games book release, GURPS Cyberpunk.
+
+ "At the Secret Service computer crime school, were you, as the agent in charge
+of this investigation, made aware of special rules for searching a publishing
+company?" George asked Foley. He was referring to the Privacy Protection Act,
+which states that police may not seize a work in progress from a publisher. It
+does not specify what physical form such a work must take.
+
+ "No, sir, I was not," Foley responded.
+
+ "Did you just miss class the day that was taught?" George asked.
+
+ "No, sir. The United States Secret Service does not teach its agents about
+special rules regarding search and seizure at publishing companies," Foley
+said.
+
+ "Let the record clearly show that to be the case," George said.
+
+ Earlier, Foley admitted on the witness stand that his original affidavit
+seeking a judge's approval to raid Steve Jackson Games contained a fundamental
+error.
+
+ During the March 1990 raid -- one of several dozen staged that day around the
+country in an investigation that the Secret Service called Operation Sun Devil
+at the time -- agents were seeking copies of a document taken as a hacker
+trophy from BellSouth. Subsequently republished in an electronic magazine
+called Phrack, thousands of copies of the document were stored on bulletin
+board systems around the nation.
+
+ Neither Jackson nor his company were suspected of wrongdoing, and no charges
+have ever been filed against anyone targeted in several Austin raids. The
+alleged membership of Steve Jackson employee Loyd Blankenship in the Legion of
+Doom hacker's group -- which was believed responsible for the break-in -- led
+agents to raid the Austin game publisher at the same time that Blankenship's
+Austin home was raided.
+
+Yet the only two paragraphs in the 42-paragraph indictment that established a
+connection between Blankenship's alleged illegal activities and Steve Jackson
+Games were shown to have been erroneously arrived at, when George produced a
+statement by Bellcore expert Henry Kluepfel disputing statements attributed to
+him in Foley's affidavit.
+
+"Is it true that Mr. Kluepfel logged onto (Illuminati)?" George questioned.
+
+"No, sir," Foley responded.
+
+"But you state that in your affidavit," George said.
+
+"That was a misattribution," Foley said.
+
+"So you had no knowledge that anything was sent to my client?"
+
+"No sir, not directly," Foley said.
+
+"Indirectly?" George asked.
+
+"No sir."
+
+The Justice Department, in papers filed with the court, contends that only
+traditional journalistic organizations enjoy the protections of the Privacy
+Protection Act. It further contends that users of electronic mail have no
+reasonable expectation of privacy.
+
+The trial was to resume at 8:30 a.m. It is expected to conclude on Thursday or
+Friday.
+
+
+
+Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Trial -- Day Two
+
+By JOE ABERNATHY
+Copyright 1993, Houston Chronicle
+
+AUSTIN -- A young woman read aloud a deeply personal friendship letter
+Wednesday in a federal civil lawsuit intended to establish the human dimension
+and constitutional guarantees of electronic assembly and communication.
+
+Testimony indicated that the letter read by Elizabeth Cayce-McCoy previously
+had been seized, printed and reviewed by the Secret Service.
+
+Her correspondence was among 162 undelivered personal letters testimony
+indicated were taken by the government in March 1990 during a raid on Steve
+Jackson Games, which ran an electronic bulletin board system as a service to
+its customers.
+
+Attorneys for the Austin game publisher contend that the seizure of the
+bulletin board represents a violation of the Electronic Communications Privacy
+Act, which is based on Fourth Amendment protections against unreasonable search
+and seizure.
+
+"Because you bring such joy to my friend Walter's life, and also because I
+liked you when I met you, though I wish I could have seen your lovely face a
+little more, I'll send you an autographed copy of Bestiary," said McCoy,
+reading in part from a letter penned by Steffan O'Sullivan, the author of the
+GURPS Bestiary, a fantasy treatise on mythical creatures large and small.
+
+Although the correspondence entered the public record upon McCoy's reading, the
+Chronicle obtained explicit permission from the principles before excerpting
+from it.
+
+The electronic mail was contained on the game publisher's public bulletin board
+system, Illuminati, which allowed game-players, authors and others to exchange
+public and personal documents. After agents seized the BBS during a raid staged
+as part of a nationwide crackdown on computer crime, Secret Service analysts
+reviewed, printed and deleted the 162 pieces of undelivered mail, testimony
+indicated.
+
+When the BBS computer was returned to its owner several months later, a
+computer expert was able to resurrect many of the deleted communications,
+including McCoy's friendship letter.
+
+"I never thought anyone would read my mail," she testified. "I was very shocked
+and embarrassed.
+
+"When I told my father that the Secret Service had taken the Steve Jackson
+bulletin board for some reason, he became very upset. He thought that I had
+been linked to some computer crime investigation, and that now our computers
+would be taken."
+
+O'Sullivan, who is a free-lance game writer employed by Steve Jackson, followed
+McCoy to the stand, where he testified that agents intercepted -- via the
+Illuminati seizure -- a critical piece of electronic mail seeking to establish
+when a quarterly royalty check would arrive. 
+
+"That letter never arrived, and I had to borrow money to pay the rent," he
+said.
+
+No charges were ever filed in connection with the raid on Steve Jackson Games
+or the simultaneous raid of the Austin home of Jackson employee Loyd
+Blankenship, whose reputed membership in the Legion of Doom hackers' group
+triggered the raids.
+
+Plaintiffs contend that the government's search-and-seizure policies have cast
+a chill over a constitutionally protected form of public assembly carried out
+on bulletin boards, which serve as community centers often used by hundreds of
+people. More than 300 people were denied use of Jackson's bulletin board,
+called Illuminati, for several months after the raid, and documents filed with
+the court claim that a broader, continuing chill has been cast over the online
+community at large.
+
+The lawsuit against the Secret Service seeks to establish that the Electronic
+Communications Privacy Act guarantees the privacy of electronic mail. If U.S.
+District Court Judge Sam Sparks accepts this contention, it would become
+necessary for the government to obtain warrants for each caller to a bulletin
+board before seizing it.
+
+The Justice Department contends that users of electronic mail do not have a
+reasonable expectation to privacy, because they are voluntarily "disclosing"
+their mail to a third party -- the owner of the bulletin board system.
+
+"We weren't going to intercept electronic mail. We were going to access stored
+information," said William J. Cook, a former assistant U.S. Attorney in Chicago
+who wrote the affidavit for the search warrant used in the Steve Jackson raid.
+
+The Justice Department attorneys did not substantially challenge testimony by
+any of the several witnesses who were denied use of Illuminati. They did,
+however, seek to prevent those witnesses from testifying -- by conceding their
+interests -- after Cayce's compelling appearance led off the series of
+witnesses.
+
+Most of the Justice Department's energies were directed toward countering
+damage claims made by Steve Jackson, whose testimony opened the second day of
+the trial. Most of the day's testimony was devoted to a complex give-and-take
+on accounting issues. Some $2 million is being sought in damages.
+
+Justice sought to counter the widely repeated assertion that Steve Jackson
+Games was nearly put out of business by the raid by showing that the company
+was already struggling financially when the raid was conducted. An accountant
+called by the plaintiffs countered that all of Jackson's financial problems had
+been corrected by a reorganization in late 1989.
+
+          
+
+
+Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service wrapup
+
+By JOE ABERNATHY
+Copyright 1993, Houston Chronicle
+
+ AUSTIN -- An electronic civil rights case against the Secret Service closed
+Thursday with a clear statement by federal District Judge Sam Sparks that the
+Service failed to conduct a proper investigation in a notorious computer crime
+crackdown, and went too far in retaining custody of seized equipment.
+
+The judge's formal findings in the complex case, which will likely set new
+legal precedents, won't be returned until later.
+
+A packed courtroom sat on the edge of the seat Thursday morning as Sparks
+subjected the Secret Service agent in charge of the investigation to a grueling
+dressing-down.
+
+The judge's rebuke apparently convinced the Department of Justice to close its
+defense after calling only that one of the several government witnesses on
+hand. Attorney Mark Battan entered subdued  testimony seeking to limit the
+award of monetary damages.
+
+Secret Service Special Agent Timothy Foley of Chicago, who was in charge of
+three Austin computer search-and-seizures on March 1, 1990, that led to the
+lawsuit, stoically endured Spark's rebuke over the Service's poor investigation
+and abusive computer seizure policies. While the Service has seized dozens of
+computers since the crackdown began in 1990, this is the first case to
+challenge the practice.
+
+"The Secret Service didn't do a good job in this case. We know no investigation
+took place. Nobody ever gave any concern as to whether (legal) statutes were
+involved. We know there was damage," Sparks said in weighing damages.
+
+The lawsuit, brought by Steve Jackson Games of Austin, said that the seizure of
+three computers violated the Privacy Protection Act, which provides First
+Amendment protections against seizing a publisher's works in progress. The
+lawsuit further said that since one of the computers was being used to run a
+bulletin board system containing private electronic mail, the seizure violated
+the Electronic Communications Privacy Act in regards to the 388 callers of the
+Illuminati BBS.
+
+Sparks grew visibly angry when it was established that the Austin science
+fiction magazine and game book publisher was never suspected of a crime, and
+that agents did not do even marginal research to establish a criminal
+connection between the firm and the suspected illegal activities of an
+employee, or to determine that the company was a publisher. Indeed, agents
+testified that they were not even trained in the Privacy Protection Act at the
+special Secret Service school on computer crime.
+
+"How long would it have taken you, Mr. Foley, to find out what Steve Jackson
+Games did, what it was?" asked Sparks. "An hour?
+
+"Was there any reason why, on March 2, you could not return to Steve Jackson
+Games a copy, in floppy disk form, of everything taken?
+
+"Did you read the article in Business Week magazine where it had a picture of
+Steve Jackson -- a law-abiding, tax-paying citizen -- saying he was a computer
+crime suspect?
+
+"Did it ever occur to you, Mr. Foley, that seizing this material could harm
+Steve Jackson economically?"
+
+Foley replied, "No, sir," but the judge offered his own answer.
+
+"You actually did, you just had no idea anybody would actually go out and hire
+a lawyer and sue you."
+
+More than $200,000 has been spent by the Electronic Frontier Foundation in
+bringing the case to trial. The EFF was founded by Mitchell Kapor amid a civil
+liberties movement sparked in large part by the Secret Service computer crime
+crackdown.
+
+"The dressing-down of the Secret Service for their behavior is a major
+vindication of what we've been saying all along, which is that there were
+outrageous actions taken against Steve Jackson that hurt his business and sent
+a chilling effect to everyone using bulletin boards, and that there were larger
+principles at stake," said Kapor, contacted at his Cambridge, Mass., office.
+
+"We're very happy with the way the case came out," said Shari Steele, who
+attended the case as counsel for the EFF. "That session with the judge and Tim
+Foley is what a lawyer dreams about."
+
+That session seemed triggered by a riveting cross-examination of Foley by Pete
+Kennedy, Jackson's attorney.
+
+Kennedy forced Foley to admit that the search warrant did not meet even the
+Service's own standards for a search-and-seizure, and did not establish that
+Jackson Games was suspected of being involved in any illegal activity.
+
+"Agent Foley, it's been almost three years. Has Chris Goggans been indicted?
+Has Loyd Blankenship been indicted? Has Loyd Blankenship's computer been
+returned to him?"
+
+The purported membership of Jackson Games employee Blankenship in the Legion of
+Doom hacker's group triggered the raids that day on Jackson Games,
+Blankenship's home, and that of Goggans, a Houstonian who at the time was a
+University of Texas student. No charges have been filed, although the computer
+seized from Blankenship's home -- containing his wife's dissertation -- never
+has been returned.
+
+After the cross-examination, Sparks questioned Foley on a number of key details
+before and after the raid, focusing on the holes in the search warrant, why
+Jackson was not allowed to copy his work in progress after it was seized, and
+why his computers were not returned after the Secret Service analyzed them, a
+process completed before the end of March.
+
+"The examination took seven days, but you didn't give Steve Jackson's computers
+back for three months. Why?" asked an incredulous Sparks. "So here you are,
+with three computers, 300 floppy disks, an owner who was asking for it back,
+his attorney calling you, and what I want to know is why copies of everything
+couldn't be given back in days. Not months. Days.
+
+"That's what makes you mad about this case."
+
+The Justice Department contended that Jackson Games is a manufacturer, and that
+only journalistic organizations can call upon the Privacy Protection Act. It
+contended that the ECPA was not violated because electronic mail is not
+"intercepted" when a BBS is seized. This argument rests on a narrow definition
+of interception.
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Mon, 1 Feb 93 18:08:21 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0042@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (pneq-pneelvat plorechax)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0042] [loydb@fnordbox] Re: Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+Keywords: surfpunk, Steve Jackson Games, USSS, Timothy Foley
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: rpp386!fnordbox!loydb@cs.utexas.edu (Loyd Blankenship)
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0041] Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+To: rpp386!osc.versant.com!surfpunk
+Date: Sun, 31 Jan 93 10:15:02 CST
+
+:"Agent Foley, it's been almost three years. Has Chris Goggans been indicted?
+:Has Loyd Blankenship been indicted? Has Loyd Blankenship's computer been
+:returned to him?"
+
+No it fucking hasn't. <sigh> Foley etting bitched out made my heart warm.
+I hope this will have *some* accelerating affect on getting my equipment
+back . . . but I'm not holding my breath.
+
+Loyd
+
+
+***************************************************************************
+* loydb@fnordbox.UUCP        Call the Fnordbox BBS   *  Loyd Blankenship  *
+* GEnie: SJGAMES            2 v32bis lines, 24 hrs   *  PO Box 18957      *
+* Compu$erve: [73407,515]        512/444-2323        *  Austin, TX 78760  *
+* cs.utexas.edu!dogface!fnordbox!loydb               *  512/447-7866      *
+***************************************************************************
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Chaos never died.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Mon, 1 Feb 93 19:16:58 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0043@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (tebcvat sbe gur urer naq abj)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0043] [ahawks@nyx] What *IS* FutureCulture
+Keywords: surfpunk, future culture, virtual culture, postmodern, fringe science
+
++              +  Topic 176:  Cyberpunk on the cover of TIME Magazine
+               +  # 22: the colander brain (jrc)  
+               +   Fuck 'em if they think they get the joke.       
+               +                                                 [the well]
+               ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+I really enjoy Andy Hawks' writing on the FutureCulture mailing list.
+You can probably tell -- I keep nandoing it here.
+
+The following takes a bold stab at hitting some moving targets,
+and does far better job (for me) than most who have tried (tired).
+I had to FF through the first third, but eventually you get to discussions of
+        Virtual Culture       Psychedelic Culture
+        Rave Culture          Cyberculture
+        Industrial Culture    PostModernism
+        Street Culture        Fringe Science
+and more problematic terms futureculture, technoculture, and new edge. 
+When he attempted the word "hacker", I thought, Oh No, Not Again, but
+his comments are actually refreshing, and pretty close to my own ideas.
+Recent discussion suggests replacing "Fringe Science" with "new science."
+
+                                                               --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: ahawks (pink floyd)
+Subject: What *IS* FutureCulture
+Date: Fri, 29 Jan 93 22:20:53 MST
+
+WHAT *IS* FUTURECULTURE?
+A Manifesto on the Here-and-Now Technocultural [R]evolution
+
+by Andy Hawks
+ahawks@nyx.cs.du.edu
+ahawks@mindvox.phantom.com
+
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+     You are five years old.  You are lieing on a grassy hill,
+blowing bubbles up into a clear field of blue sky.  Bubbles.  Right
+now, as a five year old child, you look at the bubbles, and words pop
+into your head:  "pretty", "oooooo", "float".  To you, the bubbles
+are almost like people -- at least somewhat analogous to Bugs Bunny
+or a Smurf.  Your wide eyes follow the bubbles as they traipse along
+the gentle prevailing curves of soft winds, turning, rotating,
+revolving endlessly in the air.  A sunray beams its light through one
+particular bubble you have been admiring, and within its midst your
+eyes become privy to a new world -- a heretofor unknown domain of
+chaotic rainbows swirling about along the bubble.  The colors, like a
+sentient anthill, work at once individually and synergetically to
+give the bubble it's unique flavor, an individual identity among the
+community of bubbles.
+
+     As you lay your eyes on the continually morphing rainbows in
+the bubble, admiring how this internal shapeshifting never ceases as
+long as the bubble is "alive", the wind brings forth from nearby
+another bubble.  Now you are focused on two bubbles circling each
+other ever closer, probably communicating in some fashion on some
+sort of subatomic level.  Now that your eyes know to look for the
+chaotic rainbows, you enthusiastically discover them in this second
+bubble as well.  The rainbows exist in both bubbles, with only a
+thinly veiled invisible wall of air seperating the two.  The rainbows
+do not stop in admiration or wonder to ponder the existence of
+another bubble, they continue on with their duties in the wake of the
+orbic maelstrom that is the individual bubble.  And suddenly, in the
+mesh of an event that seems at once both predetermined and free, the
+bubles combine and join forces as one.  If the sun catches the
+bubble-morph at the right angle you can still see a wall, where
+airspace once existed, within the bubble.  All the while, the chaotic
+rainbows have continued of course, and now willingly flow back and
+forth between what was once two seperate entities.  The shape of the
+bubble-morph is still oddly circular as a whole, with the original
+shape of the individual bubble-orbs stil clearly visible.
+
+     The bubble-morph is stil at home among the individual bubbles
+and still haphazardly surfs the winds as if nothing had happened.
+Low and behold, a third bubble approaches its vicinity.  Same chaotic
+rainbows, seemingly no different from any other bubble in the group.
+
+     *POP!*  Quickly this third bubble seemingly self-destructs
+without any reason, sending a fury of bubble residue out into the
+wind.  Some of it lands on a tree, some on the grass, and yet more
+lands on the bubble-morph.  As the bubble morph continues to rotate,
+revolve, spin endlessly, the residue makes it's way to the
+translucent crease marking the marriage of two individual bubbles.
+And, then, it is gone.  Absorbed into the structure of he bubble
+morph, evolving into yet more particles of chaos rainbows.
+
+     More bubbles float by the bubbly-morph.  Some stumble in it's
+wake and escape it's grasp, some pop, some are attracted to it and
+become yet another aspect of the holistic bubble-creature, still
+other bubbles diverge into a completely different spacial area.  If
+you watch long enough, you might even see one portion of the
+bubble-morph leave, mutating back into it's original state as an
+individual bubble.
+
+     All the while, bubbles are combining into new bubbles, bubbles
+are popping, bubbles are floating, rotating, revolving, spinning,
+shapeshifting.  Affecting and being affected by each other and other
+entities such as the wind, a sharp blade of grass, a flower pedal.
+The chaos rainbows never cease, the bubbles will always exist as long
+as you, as the bubble-maker, decide to keep blowing bubbles.
+
+     You are now, let's say, 40 years old.  You are sitting on the
+same hill with your five year old child, urging him to discover the
+wonders of the bubble world.  Your eyes are not as wide anymore, at
+least not as wide as your child's.  But do you still find delight and
+joy in the wonders of bubbles?  There is beauty in the bubble world,
+even though you may approach it now from the perspective of an
+accomplished chemist, or physicst, or artist, or engineer, or
+cyberneticist, or 7-11 night manager.  Hopefully, you have not closed
+your eyes to the magic your child sees, the magic you once saw.
+
+     It should be obvious, by now, that bubbles are a metaphor.
+What do you think the metaphor is?  I would be interested o hear what
+peole have to say in this regards.  But, since this text is to be
+confined to the context of futureculture, the bubbles are meant to
+represent subcultures.  The caotic rainbows represent the people, the
+material articles, the ideas, the *memes* that define those
+subcultures.
+
+     Thus, you can see, subcultures combine into cultures or bigger
+subcultures (it's all relative), subcultures may self-destruct, they
+may evolve or morph, they may diverge in a seperate direction.  But
+watever the case, there's still bubbles because we, as a global
+village, are like the five year old -- entrenched in the world of
+bubbles, looking on with wide-eyes.
+
+     Probably the most important ideas I have related so far are
+that:  1) the process is continuous with an infinite amount of ebb
+and flow among and between and through subcultures with an infinite
+amount of possible outcomes, and 2) when subcultures combine they do
+not lose their original individual identity, and may in fact leave,
+though a synergetic effect exists which is *unrelated* to the amount
+of individual bubbles combined to produce the bubble-morph.  The
+bubble-morph being, obviously, the combination in some fashion or
+another of seperately defined subcultures.  It is also interesting to
+note that, ultimately, bubbles are "of the same stuff" which can be
+paralled to individuals in groups on a vast variety of levels.
+
+     Let us now turn to subcultures, let us see what bubbles we have
+blown that provide the basic constructs of what we might deem, for a
+lack of a better word, FutureCulture.  When I use the word
+"FutureCulture" I am referring to the FutureCulture E-List.  When I
+use "futureculture" I am referring to the culture of the future.  But
+it's not really the future, it's here-and-now, and it's in this
+writing.  There are some other words with similar connotations, but
+yet the distinctions need to be mentioned, and then applied to
+everyday life.  The first word is "technoculture".  Like a
+technocracy is a government run by scientists or those who create
+technology, a technoculture is a culture that is fueled by
+technology.  America is a technoculture.  We would be lost without
+our televisions, our cars, our computers, our telephones.
+Futureculture, then, is a way of deciphering what tomorrow will look
+like in a technoculture.  Another label to mention is "new edge".
+This is a trendy, shortsighted term that has little relevance to the
+perpetual realities of technoculture and futureculture.  New Edge is
+a here-and-now-gone-tomorrow ideal.  Fairly soon, it won't be "new"
+and increasingly so it is definitely not "edge".  The other misnomre
+to mention is "cyberculture".  Cyberculture is probably most closely
+associated with the idea of futureculture, yet cyberculture is often
+mis- and over-used.  If you look at the meaning of the word "cyber",
+basically "information" in an oversimplified context, it has little
+to do with frequently-used notions of cyberculture, specifically a
+Gibson-esque cyberpunk world as it exists today or in the
+near-future.
+
+     These are my own personal reflections on the world of bubbles,
+and these labels and subcultural labels I am using are better thought
+of as what I see as the most outstanding reference points to use in
+the context of getting The Basic Idea (tm) across.  Relative labels
+and reference points, no dictatorial lines being drawn here.
+
+     Each mention of a subculture will be followed by a basic
+reasoning by a defense in applying the group to the idea of
+futureculture.  The idea of futureculture evolves *from* the
+relationship between different bubbles and buble-morphs.  These core
+bubbles and bubble-morphs produce noticeable ideas, trends, and
+material objects for example, which are deemed by some relatively
+large bubble-blower (ie society) to reflect the evolution of society
+and world culture.  Simply put, FutureCulture represents an internal
+and external effort, both passive and interactive, observational and
+participatory, to:  discover these trends/ideas/objects or at least
+bring acknowledgement of their existence to a larger segment of the
+global populous, provide an interactive forum for the global populous
+to discuss such matters and to reflect and refract varying cultures
+and subcultures, to then apply this discussion to existing cultures
+and subculture to plant the seeds spawning further
+trends/ideas/objects.  Thus one can begin to see the infinitely
+cyclic nature of the process.  It is a process which you are at
+varying levels of consciousness engaged in every moment you are
+alive, by everything you say or do, and every sensory input.  By
+providing the on-line interactive forum of the FutureCulture e-list,
+we as individuals and members of varying subcultures and cultures can
+merge the unconscious acts of participation in culture with a
+conscious understanding, to create/construct/deconstruct/destroy and
+evolve reality and people's lives on an individual and group basis.
+Basically, we are analyzing existing culture, we are creating
+tomorrow's reality, and we are doing it on a here-and-now, globally
+interactive, seemingly real-time forum.
+
+Thus I submit the reference points, the subcultures, the basic
+bubbles that are essential to futureculture:
+
+Virtual Culture - This is probably the easiest to "define".  We can
+---------------  all say with assurance, that to some degree, in any
+                 basic sense of the word, we are all
+                 participants and members of Virutal Culture.
+                 The essence of Virtual Culture lies in the
+                 notion of cyberspace.  In this context I might
+                 define cyberspace as that frontier defined by
+                 electronic communications towhich georaphy has
+                 little or no relevance to being a member of the
+                 group.  If you regularly use a phone, modem,
+                 fax, or networked computer terminal,
+                 videophone, or interactive video, consider
+                 yourself part of virtual culture.
+
+     Technology is a key aspect of tomorrow's reality.  Technology
+     seemingly provides the basis of all constructs we produce.
+     Virtual culture, then, is a giant leap forward for humankind in
+     terms of the way we approach ourselves as individuals, and the
+     nature of how we approach individuals in groups.  Basic
+     sociological structures will eventually be realigned to conform
+     to this key evolutionary step as technology continues to
+     increase exponentially, thus forever expanding the limits of
+     virtual culture and therefore potential of all cultures.
+     Non-communicative technological forces will be mentioned
+     briefly throughout this writing, but the most interesting
+     applications of technology increasingly revolve around aspects
+     of communication.
+
+Psychedelic Culture - Arguably begun in the 60's, this subculture
+-------------------   revolves around the use and effects of
+                     psycho-active drugs, particularly
+                     psychedelics like LSD, to mainfest new
+                     ideas, new ways of thinking, new ways
+                     of approaching reality and
+                     consciousness.
+
+     One of the mysteries of modern day society is the nature of the
+     mind and consciousness.  Psychedelic culture is vital in
+     exploring these areas.  These areas in turn are vital to our
+     understanding of who and what we are as humans and the basic
+     philosophical questions homan have asked for centuries.
+     Recently, psychedelic culture has bubble-morphed with virtual
+     culture as seen in the potential exploration of the
+     technoligcal advancements of virtual reality as a means of
+     "opening the doors of perception".  Here-and-now extrapolations
+     are evident in the use of "mind machines" as well as the
+     resurgance of 60's guru Timothy Leary as a spokesperson for
+     virtual reality.  And need we mention the unbelievable
+     explosive return of LSD acros the US and other parts of the
+     world.
+
+Rave Culture - If you don't know what raves are, I will attempt to
+------------   explain it, though with a parallel that will disturb
+              many ravers (myself included in the group of ravers
+              disturbed by the anology).  Aforementioned
+              psychedelic culture reached a "peak" with the
+              community of Woodstock.  Think of rave culture as
+              woodstock in the 90's, though wih obvious notable
+              advancements and progressions:  smaller and more
+              specific communities allow for more woodstock-esque
+              events to occur more often and produce a higher
+              deree of community, the music reflects technology --
+              techno music is the mainstay - music that may often
+              range between 0 and 160bpm that is almost entirely
+              created on computers and modern audio technology and
+              is an evolutionary mutation of disco music
+              generally, and finally, raves are often times
+              associated with psychedelic culture in a general
+              desire to create one's own reality or be part of
+              some sort of *gestalt-consciencous* event.  And,
+              most importantly, the idea of raves is to have
+              fun!!!  We most not overlook outlets of communal
+              entertainment in futureculture.  At raves, the vibe
+              is generally happy and easy to catch, the people
+              generally fun, the music is cutting edge, and, if
+              you want, you can further entertain yourself with
+              nootropic or other psycho-active substances.
+
+     Basically, raves are the entertainment aspect of the evolving
+     futureculture as it stands now.  Undoubtedly raves will
+     eventually morph into something else, as this particular side
+     of culture rises and falls quickly in proportion with people's
+     day to day lives.  Raves, as mentioned before, are deeply
+     intertwined with technology as well as some aspects of
+     psychedelic culture, thus their inclusion in futureculture.
+
+Cyberculture - This is a difficult culture to explain as it is still
+------------   in its infancy, thus it is still comprised of
+              aspects of the varying other subcultures.  I will
+              do my best to set it apart from other subcultures.
+
+              Cyberculture is a here-and-now reality that grew
+              out of the science fiction movement of "cyberpunk".
+              Look at the word "cyberpunk" -- broken down you
+              have "cyber" and "punk" which roughly translates to
+              people using technology and information in ways
+              that deviate from the expected norms and mores and
+              laws of society.
+
+              Hackers are part of cyberculture.  I will draw more
+              criticism by defining a hacker as a "cyberpunk" --
+              as previously stated, one who uses information and
+              technology in ways that go against the grain of
+              norm society.
+
+              Let me put to rest an ageold debate that persists
+              among aspiring futureculturists, he said while
+              slowly walking backwards to the bomb shelter.
+              Hackers originated in the 60s, and basically did
+              they same things hackers do now, unly possibly with
+              less of a violent nature attached.  Somewhere along
+              the line, those hackers gave up their
+              antiauthoritarian ideals and merged into mainstream
+              society, though they still wanted to be called
+              "hackers" because they can program a computer in
+              nifty ways.  Modern-day hackers came along, the
+              WarGames generation, and the connection between
+              illegality (antiauthoritarianism rather) and
+              hackers resurfaced.  Old hackers got pissed, and
+              have done their best to dissociate themselves from
+              the genreally-accepted term of modern day hacking.
+              This is most clearly seen in their attempt to
+              seperate "hackers" from "crackers" which I won't go
+              into because old hackers don't realise that
+              cracking is still hacking in the original true
+              sense -- it does take skill and requires privied
+              information.
+
+              Hackers nowadays, post-Wargames hackers at least,
+              have as their motto "information wants to be free"
+              and thus that is their goal in hacking or, more
+              appropriately, being a cyberpunk.
+
+              Cyberculture, at its roots, appropriates (samples)
+              heavily from other subcultures.  This could be
+              easily guessed because of the inclusion of the
+              prefix "cyber", referring to information.  In this
+              context I would like to see usage of the term
+              cyberculture return back to its roots -- the idea
+              of an information culture.  That is, a culture
+              where information is an important commodity, if not
+              the most vital commodity.  Information is an
+              important commodity in modern global culture, as
+              witnessed by the power and popularity and
+              prominence of CNN and Mtv in our society.  When
+              people talk about an information society, they are
+              actually talking about cyberculture, and they are
+              actually talking about a soon-to-be historical
+              shift in society that is currently in it's infancy.
+              Contributions to this shift will be seen in the
+              wake of the ISDN (Integrated Services Digital
+              Network) and other such technologies as they become
+              more readily available and approachable to the
+              mainstream.
+
+              We might say then, that cyberpunks (hackers, not
+              just computer hackers either) provide the deviant
+              portion of an existing cyberculture.  Cyberculture
+              should *NOT* be confused with technoculture, new edge,
+              or futureculture, all of which will be put in the
+              proper context later.
+
+     As I have said, cyberculture is in its infancy.  We really
+     *don't* live in an information society, because economics, not
+     infomics or infonomics if you will, is the underlying thread
+     that holds our society together.  However, this may be
+     beginning to change, as witness in our reliance on economic
+     credit systems (your credit is just information, which can be
+     hacked) as well as on a political scale the intertwining of
+     political, media, and international-conglomerate businesses as
+     the definite powerhouses.  At the turn of the century, it was
+     basically just political forces.  Post-WW-II, as postindustrial
+     society developed, it became politics + business which
+     continues to this day, but now media (information power) is a
+     substantial force in the global power game.
+
+     Rudy Rucker, prominent writer and scientist, is credited with
+     the outstanding motto of cyberculture as a whole -- "How fast
+     are you?  How dense?"  The phrase should be examined in the
+     context of information processing, individuals dealing wth a
+     world that is transforming and morphing from economics-based to
+     infonomics-based.
+
+Industrial Culture - This is a misnomre, actually, since we
+------------------   realistically live in a postindustrial
+                    society.  At any rate, industrial culture is
+                    most noted for a musical movement.
+                    Industrial music is highly technological,
+                    though it has a definite rebellious spirit
+                    that can easily be likened o the punk
+                    movement of the late 70's.  Thus, industrial
+                    musicians could easily be considered
+                    cyberpunks, and sometimes are.
+
+                    Industrial culture also consists of other
+                    types of performance art other than music.
+                    One notable inclusion is Survival Research
+                    Laboratories, which builds robots, and
+                    usually does strange things with them like
+                    putting it inside a rabbit carcus and having
+                    the rabbit carcuss walk around and fall into
+                    an acid bath.  Again, very cyberpunk.
+
+                    These postmodern industrialists are easily
+                    seen as a byproduct of postindustrial
+                    ziabatsus arising out of the sleek, slick,
+                    greed-filled 80s and their never-ceasing
+                    propagation, as seen in the motivations of an
+                    indivudal like Michael Milken or a zaibatsu
+                    like Sony.
+
+     Again, technology is prominent in this subculture and by now
+     you are probably beginning to see the extent of the overlap
+     that occurs among these subcultures.  The further you go, the
+     more indescribable as individual entities they become, thus the
+     need for a meta-subculture or meta-culture that encompasses the
+     important attributes.  From here on out, then, the focus will
+     shift to smaller or more humanities-oriented topics.
+
+PostModernism - Postmodern art and philosophy arises out of the
+-------------   here-and-now state of our world as it has evolved
+               and changed, using WW-II as a reference point to
+               seperate modernism and postmodernism.  In the
+               postmodern world, technology is prominent (tv,
+               radio, computer).  Information is important (se
+               cybcerculture).  Ideas are easily constructed and
+               deconstructed.  Communication is more readily
+               accessible and is an artform in itself, witness
+               the popularity of appropriation (sampling) as seen
+               in industrial and hip-hop culture as well as the
+               works of writer Kathy Acker.  Politically,
+               postmodernism acceps the reality of a
+               postindustrial world moving towards an
+               information-based world.
+
+     Postmodernism is a tricky subject, and a parallel between
+     mentioning postmodernism can be drawn to the use of the word
+     "shaman" in psychedelic culture - overused, often misinformed,
+     often appropriated without true understanding.  Postmodernism
+     has been around for some time now and stands on its own, thus
+     it is difficult to incorporate it in this context. We must at
+     least, however, acknowledge the fact that the threads of
+     postmodernism reality provide the basis for the evolving
+     futureculture, technoculture, and cyberculture.
+
+Street Culture - Primarily Afro-Centric because of the racism and
+--------------   general inequality that exists in America
+                (specifically), the motto of street culture is
+                given to us by William Gibson:  "the street
+                finds uses for itself".  Thus, Street Culture can
+                often be considered D.I.Y. (Do It Yourself) culture.
+                Hip-Hop (Rap) music is a prime example of this.
+                Kids create singles in their basement (which is
+                also the case with rave music and industrial
+                music) and then market it themselves, or, better
+                yet, market *themselves*.  Street fashion is
+                equally D.I.Y. -- small, sometimes local labels
+                that use postmodernism elements like
+                appropriation, also a key elemnt in street music.
+                For example, as I write this I am wearing a shirt
+                by a group called 26 Red.  On the back, the shirt
+                has a picture of Charlie Tuna with the words
+                "Human Safe".  This is copywright infringement,
+                but it is also appropriation and a realization of
+                the realities of pop culture and not being afraid
+                to apply them.  Graffiti is street culture art,
+                as well.
+
+     Street Culture is a product of a key shift in our postmodern
+     world, which could best be stated as a movement towards
+     individualization and specialization, hence the importance of
+     D.I.Y. aspects in futureculture.  You can't wait for someone to
+     produce something to appease you, appease yourself instead.
+     Create your own art, your own clothes, your own music, your own
+     reality, your own manifesto, whatever.....Action is a *vital*
+     element in all of this.
+
+Fringe Science - The idea of hyperreality is very important in this
+--------------   conglomeration of cultures.  Hyperreality might
+                best be explained by looking at the realities of
+                the world that brought Rudy Rucker to make the
+                aforementioned statement "how fast are you?  how
+                dense?"  Our world is now moving very fast, and
+                is very dense.  There is so much out there, that
+                people have come up with new ways of looking at
+                Why Things Are (tm) -- new explanations for new
+                realities.  Cellular automata, chaos theory,
+                singularity, maybe even quantum theory.  Time,
+                space, dimensions, reality, consciousness, life,
+                cybernetics, intellignece, artificial life,
+                subatomic realities, genetic mutations -- these
+                are a few of the fringe scientist's avorite
+                things.
+
+     A lot of Fringe Science is an outgrowth of people involved to
+     some degree with psychedelic culture.  That aspect, combined
+     with the fact that fringe science is "fringe" makes it less
+     valid to some minds.  However, these scientists are the
+     post-Einstiens and should be loked at in that perspective.
+
+     Technology is readily being accepted as a foundation of
+humankind, and that belief continues to gain prominence in a world
+technology increases exponentially.  Witness the idea of an
+information society -- that could not occur in a world where
+technology and the desire to Make Something New (tm) plays second
+fiddle.  Technology in our world is rapidly surging us upward, to a
+point where we are not even knowing What's Going On (tm).  Witness
+the out-and-out FEAR of people accepting the TRUTH that is outlined
+in this writing, witness the fear of computers, the fear of hackers,
+the fear of evolution, the fear of genetic engineering...  Those of
+us who are out there now LIVING this reality that's supposed to be
+for the *future* have one thing in common - a DESIRE to explore the
+unknown, to alter our realities, to alter ourselves and our lives,
+and to alter our real lives ourselves.  Simply said, we are morphing.
+ Constantly.  On an individual, cultural, and global societal level.
+Constantly.  On a multitude of levels.  Constantly.
+
+     We live in a world full of infinite potential.  Reality is what
+we make it.  This may sound like I'm speaking a small fringe special
+interest grop, but that is not the case.  I am speaking to every
+living individual human being, especially those privelaged enough to
+live in a postmodern postindustrial world filled with art and
+technology, money and information, pop culture and subcultures.
+
+     The future is now.  That phrase is overused a lot, but in this
+context I mean that our visions of the future, what we have written
+about, fantasized about, our hopes and dreams of what will be -- the
+seed of those realities exists NOW.
+
+     In the linear flow of history, we found ourselves at an
+important nexus in which linear seems much too confining when we live
+in a technoculture that seems poised to greet an exponential model of
+time with open arms.  Here-and-now and tomorrow we are creating New
+forums of communication, New philosophical schools, New art, New
+politics, New technologies, New realities.
+
+     In comprehending and dealing with these New realities, it is
+important that we reshape our mindstyles NOW to adjust to constant an
+consistent fast and dense change.  It is no longer enough to say
+"change is the only constant".
+
+     We must try and keep as open a mind as possible:  keep all
+doors of perception open, prejudices of *any* sort will not meld (and
+I don't mean prejudices only in the physical sense, of course -- I
+mean in the mindstyle sense, the "faith" sense, the action sense,
+etc.).  An open mind, open to all ideas, all experiences, all people,
+all communications, allows for a completely new transreal way of
+looking at ourselves, our world, our realities.  In that transreal
+mindstyle we should constantly look and redefine ourselves and our
+world if it is necessary.  For example, we, as a technoculture, need
+to transcribe *everything* we can via some means, whether it be via
+computer netowkr, video or audio tape, pencil, etc.  Everything from
+the most individual moments to the most important global occurances.
+It's not enough that we have I-Witness videos and America's Funniest
+People and then CNN.  Everything that's important and meaningful to
+you and your life, record it in some fashion or another.  This
+recording allows you not only to better future generations by way of
+sharing the past, but it allows you the potential of looking at
+yourself in different lights, different angles (both literally and
+figuratively depending on the means of recording).
+
+     We should continue to develop the means and resources to
+further the specialization and individualization of interactive
+technologies and interactive communication forums.  Basically, this
+is just the idea that the more say each individual has in their
+reality, the better.  It ultimately promotes democracy and stronger
+communities.  For example, presidential candidate Ross Perot
+mentioned "Electronic Town Halls", the Internet is a prime example of
+specialization and individualization and interactivity, and more
+specialized newspapers and magazines, etc., are also a good idea.
+
+     Relative to a previously mentioned idea, we need to be more
+open to change on every level, not only within our own personal
+lives, but in small groups, subcultures, and societies.  We need to
+be able to deal with the exponential growth of communications in the
+world, and to do that we are being forced to change a lot of
+deeply-set ideals about the nature of communities, organizations,
+etc.  For example, dealing with this change might include saying
+"Hey, we live in a system of representative government created 300
+years ago when travel was difficult and communication very slow.
+Fairly soon we'll live in a world where everyone has some means of
+interactive electronic communication in their home, whether it be
+telephone or interactive-television or computer-network.  On the
+basis of travel and communication, therefor, is representative
+government still a necessity?".  On a more realisitc level, we must
+own up to the fact that in a constantly changing envionment,
+tradition for the sake of tradiition is futile and luaghable.  If the
+tradition does not serve well the current environment and has no
+purpose, it should quickly be thrown out and changed.  This idea
+operates on every level, from dealing wih the national deficit, to
+how you arrange your desk at work, to the nature of power structures
+that govern the masses.
+
+     These are not radical ideas, they are just an acknowledgment of
+necessary changes in how we live our day to day lives, how we operate
+on every level, from the individual all the way to the individual
+planet.
+
+-- 
+
+    ahawks@nyx.cs.du.edu                FutureCulture:  In/f0rmation
+    ahawks@mindvox.phantom.com                future-request@nyx.cs.du.edu
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Hackers are part of cyberculture.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+                     ----- Transcript of session follows -----
+                  451 net hang reading from ti.com: Connection timed 
+                                     out during greeting wait with ti.com
+                  421 lig.net: Host NIC.CERF.NET is down, will keep trying 
+                                     for 3 days
+                  421 Host tsoft.net not found for mailer ddn.
+                  421 cunixa.cc.columbia.edu: Host cunixa.cc.columbia.edu 
+                                     is down, will keep trying for 3 days
+                  421 tune.cs.columbia.edu: Host cs.columbia.edu is down, 
+                                     will keep trying for 2 days, 23 hours
+                  421 mathcs.sewanee.edu: Host mathcs.sewanee.edu is down, 
+                                     will keep trying for 2 days, 23 hours
+                  421 raven.ukc.ac.uk: Connection refused by raven.ukc.ac.uk, 
+                                     will keep trying for 2 days, 23 hours
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0044.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0044.txt
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+Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 10:56:05 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0044@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (svaqvat ohfvarff bowrpgf hfvat PEP pneqf)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0044] HACK: Computer Cheats Take CADSOFT's bait
+Keywords: surfpunk, Cadsoft, pirate copying, Rudolf Hofer
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Subject: privacy meets piracy
+Date: Mon, 01 Feb 93
+From: an anonymous source
+
+COMPUTER CHEATS TAKE CADSOFT'S BAIT
+
+Employees of IBM, Philips, the German federal interior ministry and the
+federal office for the protection of the constitution are among those who
+unwittingly 'turned themselves in' when a German computer software company
+resorted to an undercover strategy to find out who was using illegal copies
+of one of its programs.
+
+Hundreds of customers accepted Cadsoft's offer of a free demonstration
+program that, unknown to them, searched their computer hard disks for il-
+legal copies. Where the search was successful, a message appeared on the
+monitor screen inviting the customer to print out and return a voucher for a
+free handbook of the latest version of the program. However, instead of a
+handbook the users received a letter from the Bavarian-based software com-
+pany's lawyers.
+
+Since the demonstration program was distributed last June about 400 people
+have returned the voucher, which contained coded information about the
+type of computer and the version of the illegally copied Cadsoft program
+being used.  Cadsoft is now seeking damages of at least DM6,000 (ECU3,06E2)
+each from the illegal users.
+
+Cadsoft's tactics are justified by manager Rudolf Hofer as a necessary
+defence against pirate copying. The company had experienced a 30% drop
+since 1991 in sales of its successful Eagle design program, which retails
+at DM2,998. In contrast, demand for a DM25 demo version, which Cadsoft
+offered with the handbook of the full version, had jumped, indicating that
+people were acquiring the program from other sources.
+
+Although Cadsoft devised its plan with the help of lawyers, doubts have been
+raised about the legal acceptability of this type of computer detective work.
+In the case of government offices there is concern about data protection
+and official secrets. The search program may also have had side-effects
+that caused other files to be damaged or lost.  Cadsoft is therefore
+preparing itself for what could be a long legal battle with some customers.
+So far it has reached out-of-court agreement with only about a quarter of
+those who incriminated themselves.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Where privacy meets piracy.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0045.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0045.txt
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+Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 11:03:18 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0045@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (encvqyl vasrpgvat pbzchgref)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0045] VIRUS: MBDF-A students admit mistakes
+Keywords: surfpunk, MBDF-A virus, immunity grant, sumex-aim, Eric Soroos
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Gene Spafford <spaf@cs.purdue.edu>
+Subject: MBDF students admit mistakes
+Organization: SERC, Department of Computer Sciences, Purdue Univ.
+
+This was sent to me by somebody in Ithaca:
+
+
+Subject:  MBDF students admit mistakes
+
+[The Cornell Daily Sun, Monday, February 1, 1993]
+
+Virus Students Admit They Made Mistakes
+   ---
+First Interviews Since Their Crimes
+
+By Jeff Carmona
+
+   In a case that brought Cornell national media attention, two sophomores
+were arrested last February and charged with creating and launching a
+computer virus that crippled computers around the world.
+   Authorities later implicated a third Cornellian for releasing the
+"MBDF-A" virus from Cornell Information Technologies' (CIT) Upson Lab onto a
+public server at Stanford University.
+   But roughly a year after the original story broke, The Sun has learned
+that a fourth student played a integral role in unleashing the virus, which
+rapidly infected computers as far away as Japan and Wales.
+
+      Immunity Grant
+   Eric Soroos '94 was granted immunity in return for his grand jury
+testimony against the other three students: David Blumenthal '94, Mark
+Pilgrim '94 and Randall Swanson '94.
+   The revelation of Soroos' involvement came yesterday, when all four
+former students agreed for the first time to be interviewed.  None of the
+students is currently registered at Cornell.
+   After pleading guilty to misdemeanor computer tampering charges in
+September, Pilgrim and Blumenthal were each sentenced to 520 hours of
+community service.  Besides forfeiting their seized computer equipment, they
+also had to pay over $2,000 in restitution to Cornell and other parties.
+   Pilgrim and Blumenthal are currently working to develop software for a
+quadriplegic in Tennessee as part of their community service.
+   Although he was immune from criminal prosecution, Soroos said he was
+surprised when the University used his testimony against him during academic
+hearing board proceedings in the College of Engineering.
+   Confused and under intense pressure, Soroos said he provided authorities
+with two statements that implicated himself and the three others in the
+release of the virus, which caused undetermined damage to personal
+computers.
+   "Otherwise, I probably would have gone down in flames," Soroos said,
+noting that investigators promised the testimony could not be used against
+him "in a court of law."
+   According to Soroos, the students launched the virus three separate times
+last Feb. 14, but inadvertently left an "electronic paper trail" that
+Cornell officials were able to trace within a few days.
+   "I wish I'd never been involved in it," Soroos said, adding that he was
+"at the wrong place at the wrong time."
+   Soroos, who resides and works in Ithaca, said he intends to reapply to
+Cornell next fall and hopes to pursue his civil engineering education.
+   Although Soroos downplayed his involvement with the virus, the other
+students painted a different picture, alleging that Soroos escaped
+punishment even though he may have been the only one to successfully
+"upload" the virus onto the networks.
+   Blumenthal, Soroos' former roommate, said all four were present when the
+virus was launched, but claimed that only Soroos sent the virus to the
+"Sumex-Aim" public archive, from where it quickly spread.
+   The students did not realize the severity of the episode, Blumenthal
+said, until they were interviewed by CIT officials several days later.  "I
+still maintain that I did not violate the laws," he said, calling his
+actions "reckless, but not intentional."
+   Blumenthal, who is attending school in Wisconsin, said that by working
+with the virus he "gained a great amount of insight into the Mac programming
+system," adding, "It should have stopped there."
+   Pilgrim, who spoke from his home in Pennsylvania, said he also "learned a
+lot" by writing the virus, which was embedded in three shareware games. 
+"I'm not sorry that I wrote it. ... Releasing it was stupid."
+   According to Pilgrim, Soroos was being investigated by CIT for unrelated
+computer pranks and decided to cooperate with the District Attorney because
+"he felt he should cover his ass."
+   "I hope this year's better than last one," Pilgrim concluded.
+   Both Pilgrim and Blumenthal criticized Cornell, alleging that the
+University violated their civil rights on a number of occasions during the
+investigation into the virus.  They said their punishments were more severe
+than their crimes.
+   M. Stuart Lynn, vice president for information technologies, defended the
+University's handling of the incident, saying he "hopes it's a message" that
+abusing computer privileges could have serious consequences.
+   Lynn said Pilgrim's claim that only Soroos launched the virus was
+"absolute nonsense," citing evidence that proves the participation of all
+four students.
+   "We hope they learn from their experience and grow and become productive
+members of society," Lynn said.  "It's time now to move on."
+   The four students were disciplined by the academic hearing boards in
+their respective colleges.  Although administrators contacted yesterday
+would not elaborate on the students' punishment, a memorandum still posted
+in Upson Lab indicates they suffered "expulsion and suspension for a year or
+more."
+   The memo, written by College of Engineering Dean William Street and
+addressed to all computer users, did not include names but said "last spring
+four students were charged with violating the Code of Academic Integrity."
+   "Don't waste your talents and jeopardize your education by interfering
+with the Cornell computing and network systems," the memo continued.
+   Street, also interviewed yesterday, said the four students "knew what
+they were doing" and "caused a great many problems."
+   Street made the final decision regarding Cornell's discipline of three of
+the students.  Pilgrim, a member of the College of Arts and Science, faced a
+different hearing board.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0046.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0046.txt
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+Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 11:13:04 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0046@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (haqrefgnaq ubj GPC/VC jbexf ba lbhe cebcevrgnel flfgrzf)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0046] (Bulgaria) CONFERENCE: Virus problems and alternatives
+Keywords: surfpunk, Bulgaria, computer virus, ACMBUL, ICVC-93
+
+                                o/~   Left my home in Georgia
+                                o/~   Headed for the Frisco bay ...
+
+and I thought I was 2500 miles away from Atlanta...      --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From:    icvc93@acmbul.bg (Organizing Comitee)
+To:      spaf
+Subject: ICVC'93 [icvc93@acmbul.bg (Organizing Comitee): ICVC'93]
+Date:    Tue, 02 Feb 93 17:48:55 +0000
+
+
+              C A L L        F O R      P A P E R S
+
+   ACMBUL's FIRST INTERNATIONAL COMPUTER VIRUS PROBLEMS AND
+                  ALTERNATIVES CONFERENCE
+
+           5-8 April, 1993     -     Varna, Bulgaria
+
+The   purpose  of  the  1993  International  Computer  Virus
+Conference is to provide  a  forum  for  anti-virus  product
+developers,   researchers   and   academicians  to  exchange
+information  among  themselves,  students  and  the  public.
+ICVC'93  will  consist of open forums, distinguished keynote
+speakers, and  the  presentation  of  high-quality  accepted
+papers.   A  high degree of interaction and discussion among
+Conference participants  is  expected,  as  a  workshop-like
+setting is promoted.
+
+Because   ICVC'93   is   a  not-for-profit  activity  funded
+primarily  by  registration  fees,  all   participants   are
+expected to have their organizations bear the costs of their
+expenses and registration.  Accomodations will be  available
+at reduced rates for confernece participants.
+
+WHO SHOULD ATTEND
+
+The   conference   is   intended   for   computer   security
+researchers,  managers,  advisors,  EDP  auditors,   network
+administrators,  and help desk personnel from government and
+industry,  as   well   as   other   information   technology
+professionals interested in computer security.
+
+
+CONFERENCE THEME
+
+This  Conference,  devoted  to advances in virus prevention,
+will encompass developments in  both  theory  and  practice.
+Papers   are   invited   in  the  areas  shown  and  may  be
+theoretical, conceptual, tutorial or descriptive in  nature.
+Submitted  papers  will  be refereed, and those presented at
+the Conference will be included in the proceedings.
+
+
+Possible  topics  of  submissions  include,  but   are   not
+restricted to:
+
+ o  Virus Detection                    o  Virus Trends and Forecast
+ o  Virus Removal                      o  Virus Prevention Policies
+ o  Recovering from Viruses            o  Incident Reporting
+ o  Viruses on various platforms       o  Emergency Response
+    (Windows, Unix, LANs, WANs, etc.)  o  Viruses and the Law
+ o  Virus Geneology                    o  Education & Training
+
+
+THE REFEREEING PROCESS
+
+All  papers  and  panel proposals received by the submission
+deadline and which  meet  submission  requirements  will  be
+considered for presentation at the Conference.
+
+All  papers  presented  at  ICVC'93  will be included in the
+Conference proceedings, copies of which will be provided  to
+Conference  attendees.   All  papers presented, will also be
+included in proceedings to be published by the ACMBUL.
+
+
+INSTRUCTIONS TO AUTHORS
+
+        [1]  Two (2) copies of the full paper, consisting of
+up-to   20   double-spaced,   typewritten  pages,  including
+diagrams, must be received no later than 28 February 1993.
+
+        [2]  The language of the Conference is English.
+
+        [3]  The first page of the manuscript should include
+the title of the paper, full  name  of  all  authors,  their
+complete   addresses   including  affiliation(s),  telephone
+number(s) and e-mail address(es), as well as an abstract  of
+the paper.
+
+
+IMPORTANT DATES
+
+    o Full papers to be received in camera-ready form by the
+Organizing Committee by 28 February 1993.
+
+    o  Notification of accepted papers will be mailed to the
+author on or before 10 March 1993.
+
+    o Conference:  5-11 April 1993,  St. Konstantine Resort,
+Varna, Bulgaria
+
+
+WHOM TO CONTACT
+
+Questions  or  matters  relating  to  the Conference Program
+should be directed to the ACMBUL:
+
+        ICVC'93
+        Attn:  Mr. Nickolay Lyutov
+        ACMBUL Office
+        Varna University of Economics
+        77 Boris I Blvd, 9002 P.O.Box 3
+        Varna
+        Bulgaria
+
+Phone/Fax:  (+35952) 236-213
+E-mail: ICVC93@acmbul.bg
+
+icvc93@acmbul.bg (Organizing Comitee)
+ACMBUL -- Bulgarian Chapter of ACM
+
+icvc93@acmbul.bg (Organizing Comitee)
+ACMBUL -- Bulgarian Chapter of ACM
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0047.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0047.txt
new file mode 100644
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@@ -0,0 +1,103 @@
+Date: Wed, 3 Feb 93 19:16:12 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0047@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Ertragf bs gur Havirefvgl bs Pnyvsbeavn)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0047] Illuminati Secret Decoder Ring
+Keywords: surfpunk, TCP/IP
+
+                      I request that the moderator of the above group be
+                      changed, since most of the jokes being selected are
+                      not funny, and often full of computerish jargon.
+                                             -- Vallath Nandakumar
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Christopher Maeda <cmaeda@mc8.mach.cs.cmu.edu>
+Date: Tue, 2 Feb 93 09:50:38 EST
+To: subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
+Subject: Illuminati Secret Decoder Ring
+
+                              +---------+ ---------\      active OPEN
+                              |  CLOSED |            \    -----------
+                              +---------+<---------\   \   create TCB
+                                |     ^              \   \  snd SYN
+                   passive OPEN |     |   CLOSE        \   \
+                   ------------ |     | ----------       \   \
+                    create TCB  |     | delete TCB         \   \
+                                V     |                      \   \
+                              +---------+            CLOSE    |    \
+                              |  LISTEN |          ---------- |     |
+                              +---------+          delete TCB |     |
+                   rcv SYN      |     |     SEND              |     |
+                  -----------   |     |    -------            |     V
+ +---------+      snd SYN,ACK  /       \   snd SYN          +---------+
+ |         |<-----------------           ------------------>|         |
+ |   SYN   |                    rcv SYN                     |   SYN   |
+ |   RCVD  |<-----------------------------------------------|   SENT  |
+ |         |                    snd ACK                     |         |
+ |         |------------------           -------------------|         |
+ +---------+   rcv ACK of SYN  \       /  rcv SYN,ACK       +---------+
+   |           --------------   |     |   -----------
+   |                  x         |     |     snd ACK
+   |                            V     V
+   |  CLOSE                   +---------+
+   | -------                  |  ESTAB  |
+   | snd FIN                  +---------+
+   |                   CLOSE    |     |    rcv FIN
+   V                  -------   |     |    -------
+ +---------+          snd FIN  /       \   snd ACK          +---------+
+ |  FIN    |<-----------------           ------------------>|  CLOSE  |
+ | WAIT-1  |------------------                              |   WAIT  |
+ +---------+          rcv FIN  \                            +---------+
+   | rcv ACK of FIN   -------   |                            CLOSE  |
+   | --------------   snd ACK   |                           ------- |
+   V        x                   V                           snd FIN V
+ +---------+                  +---------+                   +---------+
+ |FINWAIT-2|                  | CLOSING |                   | LAST-ACK|
+ +---------+                  +---------+                   +---------+
+   |                rcv ACK of FIN |                 rcv ACK of FIN |
+   |  rcv FIN       -------------- |    Timeout=2MSL -------------- |
+   |  -------              x       V    ------------        x       V
+    \ snd ACK                 +---------+delete TCB         +---------+
+     ------------------------>|TIME WAIT|------------------>| CLOSED  |
+                              +---------+                   +---------+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  "Say the Secret Argot."
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+		#define TCPS_CLOSED             0       /* closed */
+		#define TCPS_LISTEN             1       /* listening for connection */
+		#define TCPS_SYN_SENT           2       /* active, have sent syn */
+		#define TCPS_SYN_RECEIVED       3       /* have send and received syn */
+		/* states < TCPS_ESTABLISHED are those where connections not established */
+		#define TCPS_ESTABLISHED        4       /* established */
+		#define TCPS_CLOSE_WAIT         5       /* rcvd fin, waiting for close */
+		/* states > TCPS_CLOSE_WAIT are those where user has closed */
+		#define TCPS_FIN_WAIT_1         6       /* have closed, sent fin */
+		#define TCPS_CLOSING            7       /* closed xchd FIN; await FIN ACK */
+		#define TCPS_LAST_ACK           8       /* had fin and close; await FIN ACK */
+		/* states > TCPS_CLOSE_WAIT && < TCPS_FIN_WAIT_2 await ACK of FIN */
+		#define TCPS_FIN_WAIT_2         9       /* have closed, fin is acked */
+		#define TCPS_TIME_WAIT          10      /* in 2*msl quiet wait after close */
+
+				-- /usr/include/netinet/tcp_fsm.h
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0048.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0048.txt
new file mode 100644
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@@ -0,0 +1,139 @@
+Date: Thu, 4 Feb 93 19:22:46 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0048@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Ahe va Oenib)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0048] SPACE: STS 55 Press Kit "Quick Look"
+Keywords: surfpunk, STS-55, Columbia, Kennedy Space Center
+
++           Originating from the Sunny Seaside Sub-Tropical Paradise 
+                                                of Melbourne, FL USA
+
+            I don't know where the space shuttle fits into the surfpunk
+            community, but i figured as it is high profile technology
+            (and I have a part in it, I'd submit the piece for your
+            consideration.  So i've sent the STS-55 blurb to the
+            surfpunk...
+
+            Charles E. Patisaul        charlie@rtfm.mlb.fl.us
+
+
+
+So here's one for the Space Otaku.   
+Charlie, you gotta tell us how to packet to them,
+and you gotta start closing them parens).    -- strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: steve@vulture.ksc.nasa.gov (Steve Schindler)
+Subject: STS 55 Press Kit "Quick Look"
+Date: Thu, 4 Feb 93 13:26:12 EST
+
+STS-55 Quick Look
+
+
+Launch Date/Site:     Feb. 25, 1993/Kennedy Space Center, Fla. 
+                       Pad 39A
+
+Launch Time:           10:20 a.m. EST
+
+Orbiter:               Columbia (OV-102) - 14th Flight
+
+Orbit/Inclination:       160 nautical miles/28.45 degrees
+
+Mission Duration:        8 days, 22 hours, 2 minutes
+
+Landing Time/Date:        8:25 a.m. EST/March 6, 1993
+
+Primary Landing Site:     Kennedy Space Center, Fla.
+
+Abort Landing Sites: 
+Return to Launch Site    Kennedy Space Center, Fla.
+TransAtlantic Abort      Banjul, The Gambia
+                          Ben Guerir, Morroco
+                          Moron, Spain
+Abort Once Around         Edwards AFB, Calif.
+                          Kennedy Space Center, Fla.
+                          White Sands, N.M.
+
+Crew:                     Steve Nagel, Commander (CDR)
+                          Tom Henricks, Pilot (PLT)
+                          Jerry Ross, Mission Specialist 1 (MS1)
+                          Charles Precourt, Mission 
+                          Specialist 2 (MS2)
+                          Bernard Harris, Jr.,
+                          Mission Specialist 3 (MS3)
+                          Ulrich Walter, Payload 
+                          Specialist 1 (PS1)
+                          Hans W. Schlegel, Payload
+                          Specialist 2 (PS2)
+
+Blue Team:                Nagel, Henricks, Ross, Walter
+Red Team:                 Precourt, Harris, Schlegel
+
+Cargo Bay Payloads:       Spacelab D2
+                          Reaction Kinetic in Glass Melts GAS
+
+In-Cabin Payloads:        Shuttle Amateur Radio Experiment-II
+
+
+
+STS-55 Orbital Events Summary
+
+Event       Elapsed Time     Velocity         Orbit (n.m.)
+                                                Change
+
+Launch      00/00:00:00       N/A                N/A
+OMS-2       00/00:42:00      220.9 fps       160 x 162 
+Deorbit     08/21:05:00      TBD                N/A
+Landing     08/22:05:00      N/A                N/A
+
+
+
+
+STS-55 Summary Timeline
+
+Flight Day One                          Flight Day Seven
+Launch                                  Spacelab-D2 operations
+OMS-2
+Spacelab-D2 activation                   Flight Day Eight
+                                         Spacelab-D2 operations
+Flight Day Two
+Spacelab-D2 operations                   Flight Day Nine
+SAREX-II set-up                          Spacelab-D2 operations
+                                          Reaction Control System
+                                          hot-fire
+Flight Day Three                          Flight Control Systems 
+checkout
+Spacelab-D2 operations                     Medical DSOs
+
+                                           Flight Day Ten
+Flight Day Four                            SAREX deactivation
+Spacelab-D2 operations                     Spacelab-D2 
+                                           deactivation
+                                           Cabin stow
+Flight Day Five                             Deorbit burn
+Spacelab-D2 operations                      Entry
+                                            Landing
+Flight Day Six
+Spacelab-D2 operations
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  One giant leap for cyberpunks.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Fri, 5 Feb 93 18:44:55 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0049@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (be whfg fraq pnfu)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0049] ART: Public Domain: Perforations; Working Papers 5
+Keywords: surfpunk, Public Domain, Working Papers, Perforations
+
+                    +  Kathy is hoping Gene will be in town for the
+                    +  birth [of their first child this July], but Gene
+                    +  feels he's already contributed his part to the
+                    +  process!                     -- spaf & the heaph
+                    +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+Public Domain will be remembered for the annual Destroy All Music
+Festivals in Atlanta in the mid-to-late eighties.  Since that time, as
+noise has become "commercialized and set to a disco beat", Public
+Domain has been migrating away from noise and into technology.  They're
+not an easy organization to box into categories, so I hate to say much
+more about them.  Email addresses are provided below -- write for more info.
+
+PERFORATIONS usually includes a disk (Macintosh Hypercard, I think).
+It's a real quality publication from Atlanta's most interesting
+underground artists.  It's nicely produced, as in it takes time 
+and attention, not as in commercial slime.  I like it!
+
+And congratulations to Public Domain on their new node pd.org.  
+
+                                                                --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From jd21@prism.gatech.EDU (Jim Demmers)
+Newsgroups: git.general,ga.general,atl.general
+Subject: Working Papers 5
+Date: 26 Jan 93 20:55:14 GMT
+
+WORKING PAPERS 5
+
+This marks the fifth year that PUBLIC DOMAIN has provided an informal
+forum for the presentation and discussion of ideas and arts for what has
+been called the crises in representation (art), legitimation (politics),
+and communication.  PUBLIC DOMAIN as an organization is devoted in both
+theory and practice to examinations of the relationships between art and
+ideas, and more specifically, the role that technology plays in constituting
+modern life and thought.  To facilitate these explorations we conduct a
+series of presentations called WORKING PAPERS several times a year, publish
+a limited edition of the journal PERFORATIONS, and provide on-line computer
+network services for PUBLIC DOMAIN members.
+
+This Winter's series of WORKING PAPERS will be held at the Homage Coffee
+House at 255 Trinity Ave. (near the Trinity gallery) in downtown Atlanta.
+(Their phone number is 525-7546).  Each session will begin at 7:30 p.m. 
+and last approximately one hour.  There will be an opportunity for 
+discussion following each presentation.  Admission is free and open to the 
+public.  We are however, a small, non-profit organization with limited 
+funding, so we do accept and appreciate any and all contributions that you 
+might care to make.....
+
+Further information concerning WORKING PAPERS and PUBLIC DOMAIN may be had
+by contacting:
+
+        MAIL:            PUBLIC DOMAIN
+                         P.O. box 8899
+                         Atlanta, GA  30306-0899
+
+        VOICE MAIL:      (404) 612-7529
+
+        ELECTRONIC MAIL: zeug@pd.org (Robert Cheatham)
+                         jdemmers@pd.org (Jim Demmers)
+                         cprince@pd.org (Chea Prince)
+
+
+               ____________________________________
+
+February 8 / Michael Greer
+
+                        WHERE POETRY HAS BEEN:
+                     THE SPACE OF LANGUAGE WRITING
+
+        Language poetry is artistic noise: it resists the dreams of pure
+        communication, placing before us the heterogenous, ruptured,
+        anti-subjective writing of the American tradition which extend
+        forward from the poetics of Gertrude Stein. This tangent within
+        contemporary North American poetry bridges gaps between theory
+        (postmodern, poststructuralist, feminist), performance art (Cage,
+        Mac Low, Antin), and the technological metadiscourses (Foucault,
+        Baudrillard, Haraway) which fill the air.  It is aggressively and
+        humorously political: is sets the ear on edge.  I will present a
+        montage of textual exemplars, and offer a provisional account of
+        this new writing's place in the postmodern scene.
+
+|========================================================================|
+|    Jim Demmers   Public Domain, Inc.	INET: jdemmers@pd.org            |
+|========================================================================|
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Noise is for heros -- music is for zeros.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Fri, 5 Feb 93 19:18:53 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0050@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (fheschax qryvirengbe)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0050] Greenpeace: Autosaurus: The first anti-car ad campaign
+Keywords: surfpunk, Autosaurus, Greenpeace, Media Foundation
+
+___                    No way.  I've seen the Illuminati Secret Decoder
+___                    Ring, and its graph has |V| = 5 and |E| = 23.
+___                                    /AHM  <amartin@tle.enet.dec.com>
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Terry_Palfrey@mindlink.bc.ca (Terry Palfrey)
+Subject: Oh oh.....
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+Date: Thu, 4 Feb 93 23:44 PST
+Message-Id: <m0nKNjH-0000KxC@rsoft.rsoft.bc.ca>
+
+Spotting trends has become a small hobby of mine and I just picked up this
+announcement - are cars about to go the way of the Dodo, pregnancy drinking
+and smoking?
+
+
+ The first anti-automobile campaign of its kind, "Autosaurus"
+is scheduled to hit the air across Canada on February 27, and in
+the US this Spring.
+
+ Created for Greenpeace by Canada's Media Foundation,
+publishers of Adbusters Quarterly, this model animation depicts old
+cars in a wrecking yard coming to life as a dinosaur, then
+crumbling in an impotent heap. The voice-over reinforces the
+iconoclastic message: "It's coming... it's coming...The End of the
+Automotive Age."
+
+ Created by animator Bill Maylone specially for Greenpeace,
+this TV spot calls attention to the environmental destructiveness
+of cars, and of the need for fuel efficient transportation and
+alternate modes of transport.
+
+According to Maylone, "car commercials are so commonplace on
+TV that we don't even give them a second thought. But the notion of
+an anti-car ad is unheard of. It is bound to create some
+controversy simply by its very nature."
+
+ John Bennett, Director of Transportation Campaigns for
+Greenpeace, adds: "We've become so accustomed to the idea that we
+need a car, that without this casing of steel we are impotent. It
+is a belief system that has been carefully instilled in us through
+half a century of car advertising. It's time to break thaosaurus is
+the activist wave of the future."
+
+ Autosaurout Autosaurus, or about free broadcast
+quality copies of the ad, please call Kalle Lasn at (604) 736-9401,
+or John Bennett of Greenpeace at (416) 345-8408.
+
+The Media Foundation
+1243 West 7th Avenue, Vancouver, B.C. V6H 1B7 Tel: (604) 736-9401
+
+
+
+What say you guys?
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  There's always thrill in liberating it.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
+    Subject: CELP speech compression code at cygnus.com:/pub/celp.speech.tar.Z
+    
+    The code is up for FTP where you-all can get it.  I made both compressed
+    and gzip'd versions (gzip gives smaller files than compress, is faster
+    to decompress, but slower to compress).
+    
+    -rw-rw-r--   1 gnu      cygnus    2571835 Feb  5 16:04 celp.speech.tar.Z
+    -rw-rw-r--   1 gnu      cygnus    2099441 Feb  5 16:09 celp.speech.tar.z
+    
+    Much of the tar file is samples of compressed and uncompressed speech,
+    (used for testing the code).  The actual C code is about 340K uncompressed,
+    and there's also a Fortran version in there.
+    
+    I have a copy of the actual compression standard, but not online.
+    The Information Liberation Front is welcome to a copy -- maybe
+    I should just leave it on the table at the next meeting and hope someone
+    "anonymously" picks it up and scans it in.  It's public domain, so
+    there's no special thrill from liberating it.
+    
+    				-- gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+
+
+
+
+    [ John has commented that it runs slower-than-realtime on SPARC, and he 
+      challenges you to speed it up.   -- strick ]
+
+
+
+
+    It occured to me that some people might not get the significance of all
+    this, so prehaps I ought to amplify.
+
+    With the ability to compress speech down into the
+    same baud rate as, say, a V.32 modem, all one would have to do to have
+    perfectly secure voice communications is replace your phone with a
+    setup that took in your speech, digitized it, compressed it, encrypted
+    it, and sent it over the modem to the other side where this would be
+    inverted. Fast enough software compression of voice would mean any PC
+    with a DSP card and a V.32 modem could become an unbreakable scrambler.
+    The chief problem is that the DSP needed to do decent compression is
+    very crunchy, and encryption also tends to be crunchy, so there aren't
+    typically enough cycles on your average PC. Of course, were someone to
+    commercially market a board that did all this in hardware...
+
+    				 pmetzger@shearson.com (Perry E. Metzger)
+
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+Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 18:16:21 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0051@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (abg-n-ahzore)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0051] PMC: "Postmodern Culture" & review of Snow Crash
+Keywords: surfpunk, Stuart Moulthrop, Postmodern Culture, Snow Crash, Neal Stephenson
+
++                +  Jesse Helms fears art because he still thinks it
+                 +  can change the world;  the NEA "Liberals" think
+                 +  all art should be allowed, because, after all, 
+                 +  "It's only art!".
+                 +                     -- Hakim Bey
+                 +                     (at Komotion, san fran, 6feb93)
+                 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+"Michael J. Current" <IAMICHAEL@delphi.com> on FutureCulture 
+recommends this essay:
+
+        Stuart Moulthrop, "Deuteronomy Comix."  A review
+             of Neal Stephenson's _Snow Crash_.              REVIEW-1 193
+
+It's part of the Jan93 issue of the e-journal "Postmodern Culture" (PMC).  
+Below I'm including the CONTENTS from this issue.
+
+It's available for anonymous ftp from "ncsuvm.cc.ncsu.edu".
+Talk gently to ncsuvm.cc.ncsu.edu -- it's not a unix machine.  
+Log in as "anonymous", and don't put "@" in your password.
+Spell filenames with all caps.  "cd" into "PMC", but don't use a slash.
+Be sure you use ASCII rather than BINARY transfer.  Say things like
+"get REVIEW-1.193".  The Jan93 files all end in ".193".  
+
+It appears the authors do not want me to mail out PMC articles
+inside SURFPUNKs -- they want you to have to access the archives yourself.
+So I don't think they'll mind me mailing the contents and instructions.  
+These instructions do tell how to get articles via email instead of ftp.
+
+                                                Happy hacking...  strick
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+POSTMODERNCULTUREPOSTMODERNCULTURE
+P       RNCU   REPO   ODER       E            P O S T M O D E R N
+P  TMOD RNCU  U EP S  ODER  ULTU E               C U L T U R E
+P       RNCU  UR  OS  ODER  ULTURE
+P  TMODERNCU  UREPOS  ODER  ULTU E          an electronic journal
+P  TMODERNCU  UREPOS  ODER       E           of interdisciplinary
+POSTMODERNCULTUREPOSTMODERNCULTURE                      criticism
+-----------------------------------------------------------------
+Volume 3, Number 2 (January, 1993)                ISSN: 1053-1920
+-----------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+Editors:                              Eyal Amiran, Issue Editor
+                                      John Unsworth
+ 
+Review Editor:                        Jim English
+ 
+Managing Editor:                      Nancy Cooke
+List Manager:                         Chris Barrett
+Editorial Assistant:                  Jonathan Beasley
+ 
+ 
+Editorial Board:
+ 
+      Kathy Acker                     Chimalum Nwankwo
+      Sharon Bassett                  Patrick O'Donnell
+      Michael Berube                  Elaine Orr
+      Marc Chenetier                  Marjorie Perloff
+      Greg Dawes                      David Porush
+      R. Serge Denisoff               Mark Poster
+      Robert Detweiler                Carl Raschke
+      Henry Louis Gates, Jr.          Mike Reynolds
+      Joe Gomez                       Avital Ronell
+      Robert Hodge                    Andrew Ross
+      bell hooks                      Jorge Ruffinelli
+      E. Ann Kaplan                   Susan M. Schultz
+      Barbara Kirshenblatt-Gimblett   William Spanos
+      Arthur Kroker                   Tony Stewart
+      Neil Larsen                     Gary Lee Stonum
+      Jerome J. McGann                Chris Straayer
+      Stuart Moulthrop                Paul Trembath
+      Larysa Mykyta                   Greg Ulmer
+      Phil Novak
+ 
+-----------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+                            CONTENTS
+ 
+AUTHOR & TITLE                                              FN FT
+ 
+Masthead, Contents, and                              CONTENTS 193
+     Instructions for retrieving files
+ 
+Barrett Watten, "Post-Soviet Subjectivity"             WATTEN 193
+ 
+Arkadii Dragomoshchenko, from _Phosphor_.  Tr.       DRAGOMOS 193
+     Lyn Hejinian and Elena Balashova
+ 
+Jerome McGann, Vitaly Chernetsky,                    SYMPOS-1 193
+     Arkadii Dragomoshchenko, Mikhail Epstein,
+     Lyn Hejinian, Bob Perelman, Marjorie
+     Perloff, A Symposium on Russian
+     Postmodernism, Oct. 26-Nov. 25, 1992
+ 
+Marjorie Perloff, and Mikhail Epstein, two           SYMPOS-2 193
+     draft essays circulated as part of
+     Postmoder Culture's symposium on Russian
+     Postmodernism
+ 
+Vladislav Todorov, "The Four Luxembourgs"             TODOROV 193
+     (fiction)
+ 
+Wendy Wahl, "Bodies and Technologies: _Dora_,            WAHL 193
+     _Neuromancer_, and Strategies of
+     Resistance"
+ 
+Alan Aycock, "Derrida/Fort-da: Deconstructing          AYCOCK 193
+     Play"
+ 
+Kathleen Burnett, "Towards a Theory of                BURNETT 193
+     Hypertextual Design"
+ 
+ 
+POPULAR CULTURE COLUMN:
+ 
+Honoria, "Introducing Mail Art: A Karen Elliot
+     interview with Crackerjack Kid and Honoria"     POP-CULT 193
+ 
+ 
+REVIEWS:
+ 
+Stuart Moulthrop, "Deuteronomy Comix."  A review
+     of Neal Stephenson's _Snow Crash_.              REVIEW-1 193
+ 
+Jon Thompson, "Consuming Megalopolis."  A review
+     of Celeste Olalquiaga's _Megalopolis:
+     Contemporary Cultural Sensibilities_.           REVIEW-2 193
+ 
+Philip E. Agre, "Sustainability and Critique."
+     A review of Will Wright's _Wild Knowledge:
+     Science, Language, and Social Life in a
+     Fragile Environment_.                           REVIEW-3 193
+ 
+Susan J. Ritchie, "Constructing an Archipelago:
+     Writing the Caribbean."  A review of Antonio
+     Benitez-Rojo's _The Repeating Island:
+     The Caribbean and the Postmodern
+     Perspective_.                                   REVIEW-4 193
+ 
+James Morrison, "Hitchcock: The Industry."  A
+     review of Robert E. Kapsis's _Hitchock: The
+     Making of a Reputation_.                        REVIEW-5 193
+ 
+Josephine Lee, "Cookbooks for Theory and
+     Performance."  A review of Case, Sue-Ellen
+     and Janelle Reinelt, eds.  _The Performance
+     of Power: Theatrical Discourse and Politics_,
+     and Reinelt, Janelle G. and Joseph R. Roach,
+     eds.  _Critical Theory and Performance_.        REVIEW-6 193
+ 
+Glen Scott Allen, "Baptismal Eulogies:
+     Reconstructing Deconstruction from the
+     Ashes."  A review of Jacques Derrida's
+     _Cinders_, tr. Ned Lukacher, and Jacques
+     Derrida's _The Other Heading: Reflections on
+     Today's Europe_, tr. Pascale-Anne Brault &
+     Michael B. Naas.                                REVIEW-7 193
+ 
+ 
+LETTERS:
+ 
+Vaillancourt-Rosenau and Foley, an exchange           LETTERS 193
+ 
+ 
+NOTICES:
+ 
+Announcements and Advertisements                      NOTICES 193
+ 
+-----------------------------------------------------------------
+ 
+                            ABSTRACTS
+ 
+Barrett Watten, "Post-soviet Subjectivity in Arkadii
+     Dragomoshchenko and Ilya Kabakov"
+ 
+          ABSTRACT: The break-up of official culture in the
+     Soviet Union led to aesthetic developments characterized by
+     an intense, utopian, and metaphysically speculative
+     subjectivity.  Identifying these "post-Soviet" developments
+     with postmodernism would be to misunderstand them, however.
+     Aspects of this subjectivity can be seen in the
+     installations and texts of Ilya Kabakov, developing out of
+     Moscow conceptual art originating in the 1970s and now being
+     shown in museums in the West, and in the poetry of Arkadii
+     Dragomoshchenko, representative of the 1980s "meta" litera-
+     ture from Moscow and Leningrad, now appearing in American
+     translations.  Both projects, while formally very different,
+     dismantle Soviet authority in ways that are more culturally
+     specific than generically postmodern.  --BW
+ 
+ 
+Jerome McGann, Vitaly Chernetsky, Arkadii Dragomoshchenko,
+     Mikhail Epstein, Lyn Hejinian, Bob Perelman, and Marjorie
+     Perloff, "A Symposium on Russian Postmodernism"
+ 
+          ABSTRACT: Jerome McGann moderates an email discussion
+     among Vitaly Chernetsky, Arkadii Dragomoshchenko, Mikhail
+     Epstein, Lyn Hejinian, Bob Perelman, and Marjorie Perloff
+     about Russian Postmodernism.  The discussions took place on
+     Oct. 26-Nov. 25, 1992.  The symposium includes poetry by
+     Arkadii Dragomoschenko, from XENIA, and an essay by
+     Dragomoschenko, "Eroticism of For-Getting, Eroticism of
+     Beyond-Being" (translated by Vanessa Bittner with Arkadii
+     Dragomoshchenko).  A draft of an essay by Marjorie
+     Perloff was circulated at the beginning to all participants;
+     this essay, and also excerpts from an essay by Mikhail
+     Epstein (sent during the symposium), are included the file
+     SYMPOS-2 in this issue.  Participants received an advance
+     copy of Barrett Watten's essay, available in this issue as
+     WATTEN 193.  --EA
+ 
+ 
+Wendy Wahl, "Bodies and Technologies: _Dora_, _Neuromancer_, and
+     Strategies of Resistance"
+ 
+          ABSTRACT: A pragmatic warning for cyborgs seeking to
+     resist the "gradual and willing accommodation of the
+     machine," the author focuses on the ability of therapeutic
+     and cybernetic networks to recuperate resistance. From
+     Freudian clinical practice to the historicized future of
+     William Gibson's _Neuromancer_, promising theoretical
+     disruptions of oppositional pairs are reclaimed in practice,
+     often with chilling results. This reclamation is often
+     signaled by the material moment when gender oppositions
+     break down; in a backlash against their inclusion with "the
+     other," the nostalgic and paranoid reaction of male
+     theorists excludes the object, locating interiority once
+     again within their experience. Is there any space in a
+     postnatural future for a female subject with interiority?
+ 
+ 
+Alan Aycock, "Derrida/Fort-da: Deconstructing Play"
+ 
+          ABSTRACT: Although the writings of Jacques Derrida are
+     notable for their playfulness, little attention has been
+     given to the possibilities of a deconstructive approach to
+     the study of play itself.  Derrida's discussion of the
+     "fort-da" game is presented to suggest some elements of such
+     an approach, and five examples drawn from participant
+     observation of the game of chess are analysed from a
+     deconstructive viewpoint.  Some implications of
+     deconstruction are offered for further ethnographic
+     investigation.  --AA
+ 
+ 
+Kathleen Burnett, "Toward a Theory of Hypertextual Design"
+ 
+          ABSTRACT: Commencing with a critique of Poster's
+     modes of information, this article employs Deleuze &
+     Guattari's metaphor of the rhizome to explicate
+     electronically mediated exchange, of which hypertext is the
+     apparent fulfillment.  The "approximate characteristics of
+     the rhizome"--principles of connection, heterogeneity,
+     multiplicity, asignifying rupture, and cartography and
+     decalcomania--are considered as principles of hypertextual
+     design.  --KB
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+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
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+Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 18:40:08 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0052@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (ab fzbxvat va gur nhgbabzbhf mbar)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0052] DIGEST: cars, voice encoding, news, AMER=Civil Liberties
+Keywords: surfpunk, Alliance for Magical and Earth Religions
+
++                           +  Let's forget we're pretending.
+                            +  Let's pretend it's all real.
+                            +              -- Nick Herbert
+                            +              (at Komotion, san fran, 6feb93)
+                            ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
+
+In this digest:
+
+  -- [dave@rtfm.mlb.fl.us (David D. Clark)] Surfpunk Submissions/Commentary
+     --  ..For submissions, that is.
+     --  ...On the abolition of cars:
+     --  ...On real-time voice encoding:
+     --  AP: Moscow--Russian scientists unfurled a mirror in space Thursday 
+     --  Mac Week, 1 Feb 93. "Democrats take swift action on funding of 
+				information nets", Mitch Ratcliffe byline.
+     --  Factoid of the day
+  -- [kwan] Re: [surfpunk-0050] Greenpeace: Autosaurus: The first anti-car ad 
+  -- [Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>] AMER=Civil Liberties
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: dave@rtfm.mlb.fl.us (David D. Clark)
+Subject: Surfpunk Submissions/Commentary
+To: strick@osc.versant.com (Henry Strickland)
+Date: Sat, 6 Feb 93 1:35:09 EST
+Action: usually equals reaction.
+Priority: Urgent
+X-Guess-What: Chicken Butt.
+
+
+...Since SPJ is moderated, will messages to surfpunk@ get to you, or is sending
+directly to you better, or worse? ..For submissions, that is.
+
+[[ Always submit to surfpunk!
+        that way I know you intended it to be broacast. --strick ]]
+
+...On the abolition of cars:
+
+Until public transportation gets a LOT better/more convenient, I don't
+think many are going to switch over to it. It's a REAL pain in the ass
+to spend an hour to get to wherever you want to go in Atlanta, where
+MARTA ("It beats getting there")  only to walk another mile or two
+since buses don't go where you want to, especially since it takes less
+than that even at the height of rush hour. Perhaps in NYC I could
+handle it, but for now, as long as I have a car that gets 33mpg, I'm
+going to use it. It's also a pain in the butt to find out that MARTA
+stops running at around 1AM, when you've spent 90 minutes walking to a
+station (since the busses stopped at 11:30) to arrive about 5 minutes
+after the last train going your way has left your station.
+
+...On real-time voice encoding:
+
+I was thinking of this tonight, before reading about it in the SurfPunk
+Journal.  Must be some type of synchronicity.  Anyway, Macintoshes
+support 4.4kHz as a standard recording rate-not good, but about the
+bandwidth of telephone lines, correct? The Mac also supports a number
+of standard compression ratios, up to at least 6:1; this would drop the
+data volume to about 750 bps- below v.32.  Add in a custom compressor
+(perhaps Quicktime can do this right now-they have some impressive
+compression ratios for video for near-real-time
+compression/decompression, based mostly on disk access time than on
+anything else) and a very simple encoding scheme (I don't think that
+with a non-standard compression scheme that even a very simple code
+could easily be broken to create a recognizable file, perhaps the NSA
+with their huge computers could but it's probably beyond the reach of
+most local/state/national government agents.) and I think the
+technology is either here today for this, or will be within the next
+year. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't be surprised to see modems with
+this capability coming on the market RealSoonNow, if it is indeed legal
+under the Digital Telephony Bill (I'm not sure about the details of
+this bill.)
+
+[[ there's been a lot of discussion on cypherpunks, if you're interested. ]]
+
+...New item:
+
+AP: Moscow--Russian scientists unfurled a mirror in space Thursday and
+briefly bounced sunlight onto the night side of Earth, testing a solar
+spotlight that eventually could illuminate parts of the planet.
+
+The troubled Russian space agency hailed the experiment as a qualified
+success and immediately began fishing for investors, saying the
+pre-dawn test proved a space spotlight was feasable.
+
+"All the pricipal scientific problems were solved by this experiment,"
+flight control director Viktor Blagov said. "Now we need to collect
+money to continue the program."
+
+It was unclear whether the experiment, named Operation Banner, came off
+exactly as planned. But officials claimed victory in the most important
+part, in which the 82-foot-wide reflective sheet was spun open like a
+parachute behind the unmanned cargo ship Progress.
+
+"It was not completely successful, but it did go rather well," said
+Semyon Lukasky, an aide to the project director. He declined to specify
+the troubles, saying full details would be released later.
+
+The experiment could be a step in creating a revolutionary stellar
+spotlight out of several such banners. Such a spotlight could be used
+to light up night-time work, rescue operations, blacked-out cities or
+sun-starved polar areas.
+
+The main purpose of the test was to see whether the sheet could be
+opened using centrifugal force and then maneuvered. Scientists think
+such a banner could be used like a "solar sail" to harness energy from
+the sun, just as sailboats capture wind to move in water.
+
+Scientists released the spinning mirror from the unmanned Progress
+about 7:45 p.m. EST Wednesday, after the ship was detached from the
+orbiting Mir space station, Blagov said from the control center north
+of Moscow.
+
+The videotape made by Mir's two-man crew showed the mirror opening
+slowly-- like a metallic flower blossoming-- from one end of the
+Progress. In a profile view, it looked like a silver umbrella over the
+end of the spaceship.
+
+Blagov said scientists angled the mirror to reflect sunlight from the
+opposite side of the Earth onto the night side of the planet.
+
+The beam of reflected sunlight created a weak spot of light on the
+ground.  Cosmonauts Gennady Manakov and Alexander Poleshchuk, looking
+down from the Mir, "observed a section of our planet's surface
+illuminated with sunlight," the ITAR-Tass news agency said.
+
+Scientists had said the spot was expected to measure about 2 1/2 miles
+in diameter. Because the banner was orbiting the globe, the spot moved
+quickly across Europe towards the former Soviet Union.
+
+Lukasky said flashes of light were seen by observers in the Brest and
+Gomel regions of the former Soviet republic of Belarus.
+
+James Oberg, a U.S. expert on the Russian space program, said an
+oberver in Canada reported seeing three starry spots moving across the
+pre-dawn sky.  Oberg surmised they were the Mir, the Progress and the
+banner as it drifted away from the cargo ship.
+
+
+...What are the implications? What if the people in the dark want to
+stay in the dark? What would the effects of bringing light to the
+(ant)arctic be on the native animals? I suppose that if solar power
+became more common some energy benefit could be gained, but I believe
+the money would be better spent in developing more efficient solar
+cells. Apparently, though, this would have close to the same effect on
+a planet (Earth) as Larry Niven's "shade squares" had on his
+Ringworld--the artificial creation of day & night.
+
+
+New Item:
+
+Mac Week, 1 Feb 93. "Democrats take swift action on funding of
+information nets", Mitch Ratcliffe byline.
+
+Washington--Senate Democrats with a technological agenda bolted out of
+the starting blocks on the first day of the new Congress by introducing
+a bil that would pour $120 million into information networks in 1994.
+
+Senate Bill 4 (S.4), known as the National Competitiveness Act of 1993,
+resurrects Vice President Al Gore's call for high-speed network
+connections between the Internet, schools, industry, hospitals and
+libraries.
+
+The bill draws heavily on Gore's Information Infrastructure and
+Technology Act of 1992 and President Clinton's campaign promise to
+assist U.S.  businesses to become more competitive in the global
+market. The Democrats are trying to leverage their ownership of the
+Senate and White House by pushing for the first infrastructure funding
+in 1994, two years earlier than Gore had called for last year.
+
+Introduced by Sen. Ernest Hollings (D-S.C.), the bill also would add
+funding to support research collaboration between high-technology
+industries and the National Institute of Standards and Technology, as
+well as for alternative power-generation research. A dozen senators are
+co-sponsoring the bill.
+
+That S.4 was introduced the day after Clinton's inauguration signals
+the Democrats' commitment to improve information networks. By Senate
+tradition, the Democrats were allotted the first five bills of the
+session for those issues they most want passed, while the next five
+were given over to the Republicans for their pet initiatives.
+
+Apple CEO John Sculley and other leaders of the Microelectronics and
+Computer Technology Consortium, an industry research facility based in
+Austin, Texas, have lobbied hard on Capitol hill since Congress
+convened last month.
+
+On Jan. 19 Sculley testified before the House Telecommunications and
+Finance Committee in favor of infrastructure investments. The House
+will have to consider its own version of the National Competitiveness
+Act before the legislation can become law.
+
+"There is a priority bill for Sen. Hollings and Majority Leader Sen.
+George Mitchell (D-Maine)," a Hollings staffer said.  "There is also a
+group of Republicans who are interested in technology and tax policies
+that are good for industry, so there's broad support."
+
+
+-D
+
+"It's impressive how easily most human beings are entertained."
+                                        --David Letterman, 4 Feb '93
+"Remember, everybody, life is a swordfish tostada." 
+                                        --Ibid, 5 Feb '93
+
+Factoid of the day: For fisical 1992, Motorola, Inc. reported annual sales of
+$13.3 billion, for profits of $576 million; Intel Corp reported sales of
+$5.84 billion, for profits of $1.07 billion.  Apple's sales were $2 billion
+for its first quarter for profits of $161.3 million; IBM's 1992 sales were
+$64.5 billion for a loss of $4.97 billion (due to restructuring).
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Kwan-Seng Low <kwan@osc.com>
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0050] Greenpeace: Autosaurus: The first anti-car ad 
+Date: Fri,  5 Feb 1993 19:23:19 -0800 (PST)
+
+I'm not so much of anti-car , rather anti-car that unnecessarily cause
+more pollution. I'm pro-electric car, when it's available.
+
+Kwan
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Subject: AMER=Civil Liberties
+Date: Sun, 7 Feb 93 21:20 GMT
+From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+To: surfpunk <surfpunk@osc.osc.com>
+To: Fringeware <fringeware@wixer.cactus.org>
+
+Dear Fringeoids,
+Dear Surfpunks,
+And you private people getting this.
+ 
+This is one of my favorite Civil liberties groups. 
+Please post their info around, if you feel they are a worthy cause. 
+ 
+Thanks,
+
+Don Webb
+
+MCI 420-0716 or donwebb@well.sf.ca.us
+
+----------
+ 
+The Alliance for Magical and Earth Religions (AMER) is a St.
+Louis-based organization made up of representatives of several
+distinct magical and/or Earth-centered religious traditions.  Our
+members include witches, neo-pagans, Satanists, and Christians,
+working together for freedom of religion for all Americans.
+ 
+STATEMENT OF PURPOSE
+1.  AMER will defend the right of every American to practice his or
+her own religion, insofar as that religion's practices do not
+directly harm anyone.  In particular, AMER will actively campaign
+for tolerance for magical and Earth-Centered religions.
+2.  AMER will work to promote a positive image for magical and
+Earth-centered religions, and to counter negative propaganda about
+such groups.
+3.  AMER will promote cooperation among the various magical and
+Earth-centered religious groups.
+4.  AMER will serve as a source of accurate information on magical
+and Earth-centered religions and practices.
+ 
+DEFINITIONS
+Magical Religion:  any religious belief or practice which includes,
+as an aspect of its faith or an element in its ritual, the practice
+of what they call magic or the use of psychic powers.
+Earth Religion:  any religious belief or practice which holds as a
+tenet a reverence for the Earth.
+ 
+HOW DOES AMER WORK?
+AMER will provide speakers to schools, police groups, churches, and
+anyone else who is interested about learning about magical and earth
+religions.
+AMER'S members work together to combat negative attitudes about the
+occult by writing letters to individuals and organizations who have
+disseminated incorrect information about the occult.  We also help
+victims of religious discrimination through letters, phone calls and
+personal contact.
+ 
+AMER AND THE MEDIA
+AMER monitors media coverage of topics which affect the magical
+community. When one of our members sees an article or television
+story which gives unfairor slanted coverage to an event which
+involves "the occult", we contact the news organization in question
+to express our disapproval.  We also write to commend news
+organizations which provide what we see as "good coverage".  We hope
+that our efforts will promote fair media treatment of members of
+magical and earth religions.
+ 
+ 
+AMER AND THE POLICE
+AMER's members are also available to work with police departments to
+provide expert advice on crimes and rumors of crimes which involve
+or appear to involve members of the magical community.
+ 
+AMER AND THE CLERGY
+AMER works to contact clergy of all faiths and let them know about
+our concerns, in the hopes that they will come to understand, and
+even to tolerate, magical and earth religions.
+ 
+COMMUNITY SERVICE
+AMER encourages all of its members to participate in community
+service projects such as food drives, disaster relief, or
+environmental projects.  AMER's St. Louis members meet every six
+weeks to clean up a stretch of highway.  We feel that this highly
+visible form of service helps promote a positive image for
+occultists.
+ 
+WILL AMER TELL EVERYONE ABOUT MY RELIGION?
+The only members of AMER who are required to appear or speak in
+public are the members of the Board of Directors.  If you wish, your
+membership can be kept totally confidential.  In addition, AMER does
+not promote or endorse the activities of any specific religion, so
+you will not be asked to participate in any religious activities.
+ 
+AMER NEEDS YOU
+None of AMER's goals can be accomplished without a large and
+enthusiastic membership.  We need volunteers for a variety of
+projects, from letter-writing to highway cleanup.  Money?  Of course
+we need it, but we need you even more.
+ 
+To help with an AMER project, send your name and phone number to
+AMER Volunteers at the address below.  If address only, a small
+donation for postage would help.
+ 
+TO JOIN
+You can obtain the necessary membership application forms and other
+membership information by writing to AMER at the address below.
+ 
+TO CONTRIBUTE
+Make checks or money orders out to Alliance for Magical and Earth
+Religions and send them to AMER Treasurer at the address below.
+ 
+FOR PUBLICATIONS
+ 
+To obtain copies of AMER's "The Truth About Human Sacrifice", "Dream
+No Small Dreams", "The Truth About Ritualized Child Abuse",
+"Exercising Your Writes" or our newsletter, The AMER Intelligence,
+send a stamped, self-addressed envelope to AMER Public Information
+Officer at the address below.
+ 
+ANY QUESTIONS?
+Send your questions and (if possible) a stamped, self-addressed
+envelope to AMER at this address.
+ 
+Alliance for Magical and Earth Religions
+P.O. Box 16551
+Clayton, MO 63105
+(314)994-1026
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Fundamentally changing society.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+           Someone else mentioned the almighty Claude Shannon in another
+         message concern- ing maximum bit-rate of a voice channel, and I
+           wanted to clear up what was said.  Shannon's capacity formula
+         said capacity in bits-per-second equals bandwidth of channel in
+               hertz times the base-2 (binary) logarithm of one plus the
+         signal (in watts) to noise (in watts) ratio.  As a side note, I
+         say watts because commonly, today, you measure signal and noise
+                  levels in decibels (dB), and the S/N ratio is in dBm's
+          (decibels per milliwatt).  In the phone system, we say a voice
+               frequency channel (VFC) has a bandwidth of 4kHz.  In-band
+              signalling is approximately from .3 to 3kHz.  This formula
+               (yielding the Shannon limit) is based on a "Gaussian Band
+            Limited Channel" (GBLC), which is an approximation of a VFC,
+                with a signal wave of S watts at the input of an "ideal"
+          low-pass filter, subjected to Gaussian noise with a mean power
+          of N watts (uniformly).  Written, it's C = W log2(1 + S/N).  A
+         simple example you can do in your head is W=3000Hz, pick an S/N
+           of 1023, 1+1023 is 1024, and base-2 log of 1024 is simply 10,
+          3000 * 10 is 30000, so Shannon's limit for these values is C =
+         30000bps.  Play with it.  Bear in mind, Shannon didn't consider
+          intersymbol interference.  Nyquist did.  Compare this to Harry
+          Nyquist's 2-bit rule, 2W, or double the bandwidth, and get the
+         maximum bit rate (this line of thinking led him to the infamous
+          Nyquist sampling theorem, sample at a rate twice the bandwidth
+              of a channel, and you have all the information you need to
+           reconstruct it at the receiving end).  But Nyquist deals only
+                      with binary systems.  Shannon's formula shows that
+          theoretically you could increase the data rate indefinitely by
+         increasing the S/N ratio.  We achieve this in modern modulation
+         systems by using multilevel systems, (M-ary for short, with M >
+                  2), and hence the protocols I described in my previous
+           message.  We can apply Nyquist's 2-bit rule to the multilevel
+                   system by saying 2W log2 M bps is achievable, with an
+            acceptable error rate.  As we increase M (number of bits per
+              symbol), so we have to find ways to increase the signal to
+           noise ratio, to maintain an acceptable error rate.  The whole
+         thing is stupendously interesting to me, as I hope it is to the
+           rest of you folks.  To blow your mind with sheer genius, read
+           Shannon's classic "A Mathematical Theory of Communication" in
+         Bell System Tech Journal, July and October of '48 at your local
+                university.  Also Nyquist's "Certain Topics in Telegraph
+                      Transmission Theory", April '28.  Know your roots.
+
+                                                             Good night.
+
+                                           Phiber Optik <phiber@eff.org>
+
+
+
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+Date: Tue, 9 Feb 93 18:39:20 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0053@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (ol cerffvat qbja n fcrpvny xrl vg cynlf n yvggyr zrybql)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0053] DIGEST: MIDI Condom, Psyche (research on consciousness)
+Keywords: surfpunk, Psyche, Shannons, Paul Lyons
+
++                              +  It reassures me that Time Magazine
++                              +  completely misquoted me.  -- hakim bey
+
+$ ls -l
+  --   MIDI Condom -- details (long)
+  --   Psyche: A new electronic journal
+  --   [surfpunk Timothy Newsham]  Re: [surfpunk-0052] DIGEST:
+  --   [cypherpunk Peter Wayner]  Convincing people the value of anonymity...
+  --   [cypherpunk Phil Karn]  Re: Compressed/Encrypted Voice using Modems
+$ cat *
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Sender: Jason Asbahr <Asbahr@UH.EDU>
+
+Subject: MIDI Condom -- details (long)
+Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.synth
+From: archer@elysium.esd.sgi.com (Archer Sully)
+Keywords: I'm not making this up
+Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 20:17:57 GMT
+
+I came up with this idea a few months ago, but someone beat me to it.
+Presented with neither comment nor permission....
+
+>From the San Jose Mercury News, 2/7/'93 
+
+SONG IN YOUR HEART ISN'T ENOUGH?  TRY THE MUSICAL CONDOM
+
+by Susan Q. Stranahan
+
+Paul Lyons is a proud guy, a guy who had a dream, pursued it and
+trumphed.
+
+And while half of him wants the world to know of his
+accomplishment, the other half's not so sure.
+
+See, Paul Lyons also is a shy guy.  And his triumph came in
+November when he was awarded U.S. Patent No. 5,163,447.
+
+For a musical condom.
+
+Or, as the patent reads, a "force-sensitive, sound-playing
+condom."
+
+With the exception of his brother, his attorney and a few close
+friends, Lyons, of Southbridge, Mass., hasn't told anyone of his
+invention.
+
+"Even if I made a million dollars off it, I probably wouldn't
+want to go around telling everyone I've succeeded in this area,"
+he said the other day.  "It's enough just for me to know it."
+
+Keeping the lid on his succes may prove somewhat diffficult.  His
+name and address were published with the patent certificate.
+
+He's already gotten calls from regular readers of the Patent
+Official Gazette, the federal register of patents issued.
+
+"Most of them were lawyers who wanted to know where they could
+buy the condoms, " said Lyons.
+
+Attention: Productions has yet to begin.  Lyons is still looking
+for a manufacturer.  So don't loook for the condoms until summer
+of fall -- at the very soonest.
+
+That hasn't deterred some other eager entrepreneurs.
+
+Lyons recently got a call from a company that -- for a price --
+would reproduce a copy of his patent certificate, complete with
+detailied diagram of the condom, on a lampshade.
+
+He declined.
+
+There's a part of Paul Lyons -- who politely declines to provide
+his occupation or even his age -- that chafes at this
+self-imposed anonymity.  He sees himself fulfilling the American
+dream -- 1990's version -- of using his wits to get ahead.
+
+"What does a person have if he doesn't have millions of
+dollars?" he asked the other day.  "He has his ability and his
+intelligence."
+
+MOTHER OF INVENTION
+
+"My motto is 'Find a need and fill it.'  THat's what I did," he
+said.
+
+Frankly, Lyons marvels that somebody hadn't already invened a
+musical condom.
+
+"It seems so simple," he said.  "I was sure somebody had already
+done it."  Like other great inspirations, it grew out of a casual
+conversation.
+
+"A friend and I were talking about the recession and different
+ways of making money," Lyons explained.  "I thought about it for
+a few days and made a list.  The invention has to be something
+inexpensive, something the majority of people can afford and
+that the majority of people would find appealing in some way."
+
+There were other considerations.
+
+"You need something with a good amount of planned obsolescence,m
+something that';s not going to last 100 years or so, something
+that will have a quick turnover."
+
+In other words, something like a condom -- an item people will
+buy, use, throw away, and buy some more.
+
+The musical condom -- he's still working on a jcatchy name --
+wasn't Lyons' first invention idea.  He actually wanted to patent
+small containers to house cladiolus bulbs to make them easier to
+plant in the spring and remove each fall after blooming.
+
+THree or four people already had that idea, he discovered.
+
+Nobody, however, had thought of assembling a "miniature
+piezo-electric sound transducer, a microchip which controls the
+operation of (the) transducer, a powersupplying dry-cell battery
+and a switch."
+
+When pressure is applied to the rim of the condom containing the
+tiny circuitry, the transducer emits "a predetermined melody, or
+a voice message," according to the patent.  
+
+FLEXIBLE TIMING
+
+The patent continues: "The music or voice message may be played
+once, or it may be repeated continuously for several minutes to
+coincide with the duration of coitus.
+
+"A voiced message may be a warning about safe sex, or a
+compliment to the couple for using a condom.  Suitable melodies
+-- if music is played -- may be `The 1812 Overture,' `Ode to
+Joy,' ... or any popular love song."
+
+Those are only suggestions, of course.  Lyons said the number of
+condom tunes is mind-boggling.
+
+"Once you start thinking, you can't stop," he said.
+
+His attorney likes Peggy Lee's "Is That All There Is?"  Lyons
+likes "Born To Be Wild."
+
+It has taken Lyons several years to get this far in his quest to
+produce the musical condom.  It hasn't been easy.
+
+"What held me up for a long time was finding the musical
+component," he said.  "You can't believe the phone bills I ran
+up.  Finally, everyone said I had to go to the Orient to find it,
+which I did not want to do.  I wanted to stay in America."
+
+But one call to a Hong Kong trade association and Lyons had the
+names of 10 Asian companies that could provide the tiny sound
+unit, similar to the type used in audio greeting cards.
+
+That wasn't the end, however.  Consider the matmter of volume.
+
+"The speaker has to large enough and powerful enough to eb heard
+over the, uh, background noise -- but not heard in the next
+room," he said.
+
+"And you have to look at liability.  The battery in it would be
+so low in terms of producing current."
+
+The, of course, there was the question of "prior art," as the
+patent office refers to it.  That required extensive research to
+prove that nobody else had laid claim to the musical condom.
+
+The only apparent competition was an item in the 1990 Fredericks'
+of Hollywood catalog called the "Wedding Surprise," which the
+modest Lyons has difficulty describing in detail except to say
+that it was a musical undergarment.
+
+Patent examiners apparently checked the catalog and didn't regard
+the item as a threat to Lyons' claim.
+
+Lyons hopes his condom wwill sell for $3.50 to $5, and is
+confident there is a market.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Subject: Psyche: A new electronic journal
+From: X91007@phillip.edu.au
+To: future-digest@nyx.cs.du.edu
+Date: Tue, 9 Feb 1993 23:23 EST
+
+                                  PSYCHE
+
+         an interdisciplinary journal of research on consciousness
+
+
+     Psyche is a refereed electronic journal dedicated to supporting the
+interdisplinary exploration of the nature of consciousness and its relation to
+the brain.  Psyche publishes material relevant to that exploration from the
+perspectives afforded by the disciplines of Cognitive Science, Philosophy,
+Psychology, Neuroscience, Artificial Intelligence and Anthropology.
+Interdisciplinary discussions are particularly encouraged.
+
+     Psyche publishes a large variety of articles and reports for a diverse
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+that potential authors do not attempt to abuse the medium. Psyche also
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+
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+
+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: Timothy Newsham <newsham@wiliki.eng.hawaii.edu>
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0052] DIGEST: 
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+Date: Tue, 9 Feb 93 11:18:28 HST
+
+> ...On real-time voice encoding:
+> 
+> I was thinking of this tonight, before reading about it in the SurfPunk
+> Journal.  Must be some type of synchronicity.  Anyway, Macintoshes
+> support 4.4kHz as a standard recording rate-not good, but about the
+> bandwidth of telephone lines, correct? The Mac also supports a number
+> of standard compression ratios, up to at least 6:1; this would drop the
+> data volume to about 750 bps- below v.32.  Add in a custom compressor
+> (perhaps Quicktime can do this right now-they have some impressive
+> compression ratios for video for near-real-time
+> compression/decompression, based mostly on disk access time than on
+> anything else) and a very simple encoding scheme (I don't think that
+> with a non-standard compression scheme that even a very simple code
+> could easily be broken to create a recognizable file, perhaps the NSA
+> with their huge computers could but it's probably beyond the reach of
+> most local/state/national government agents.) and I think the
+> technology is either here today for this, or will be within the next
+> year. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't be surprised to see modems with
+> this capability coming on the market RealSoonNow, if it is indeed legal
+> under the Digital Telephony Bill (I'm not sure about the details of
+> this bill.)
+
+the bandwidth of a fone line (and most voice signals) is about
+4khz,  this corresponds to a "recording rate" (sampling rate) of
+8000 samples/second.  Each sample is a full word,  probably 8 bits
+(maybe 16 on mac?) wide.  The voice line uses a sampling frequency
+of 8 kHz and 8 bit (companded) samples .  They also "throw-out"
+a few bits here and there to use for other purposes (effectively
+just adds some more noise to the channel).  I dont think the
+samples on a mac are companded (amiga's samples are not).
+Companding has the effect that the SNR of small signals will
+be almost the same as the SNR for larger signals.  On an Amiga
+you will have very poor SNR for small samples.  Best SNR is
+achieved by using the full range of the digitizer on such systems.
+At any rate,  8 bit non-companded will not sound nearly as good
+as companded.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: wayner@cs.cornell.edu (Peter Wayner)
+Subject: Convincing people the value of anonymity...
+Date: Tue, 9 Feb 93 08:20:54 -0500
+To: cypherpunks@toad.com
+
+
+I would think that many people who hang out on technical
+newsgroups would be very familiar with the anonymous review
+procedures practiced by academic journals. There is some value
+when a reviewer can speak their mind about a paper without
+worry of revenge. Of course everyone assures me that the system is never
+really anonymous because there are alwys only three or four people qualified
+to review each paper. :-) 
+
+Perhaps we should go out of our way to make anonymous, technical
+comments about papers and ideas in the newsgroups to fascilitate
+the development of an anonymous commenting culture in cypberspace.
+
+-Peter Wayner
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: Phil Karn <karn@qualcomm.com> (Phil Karn)
+Subject: Re: Compressed/Encrypted Voice using Modems
+Cc: cypherpunks@toad.com
+Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 09:46:42 -0800
+
+Sounds like we need a new unit that specifically means "bits/sec" but
+is easier to say. How about "Shannons", as in "I just bought a 14.4
+kiloshannon modem". :-)
+
+Phil
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
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+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Wed, 10 Feb 93 19:43:27 PST
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+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0054] clinton@white-house.gov.NOT, industry news
+Keywords: surfpunk, Jock Gill, spring project, Scott McNealy, NeXT
+
+|                                  It's not that we're postmodernists; 
+|                                  it's that there is no more modern.
+|                                                      -- hakim
+
+When the virus went around that a Compu$erve account was being
+used to handle email for the White House, I decided to wait it out.
+I cannot vouch for the following either, but it seems far more plausible.
+
+Then a couple of articles from tabloids follow.
+                                                        --strick
+
+
+ -- Important Information RE: E-Mail to the White House
+ -- Sun Spring "has no AT&T code"
+ -- McNealy "seeks Noorda'S support to @#!% NT and return USL to its roots"
+ -- Job's Workstation Company Getting Out of Hardware, Will Focus On Software
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: cypherpunks and other places
+
+From: gordon linoff <gordon@Think.COM>
+Date: Mon, 8 Feb 93 19:22:14 EST
+Subject:  more about email to Clinton
+
+
+
+   January 31, 1993
+
+                Important Information RE: E-Mail to the White House
+
+        Yesterday, I saw several postings related to the E-mail address
+   for the White House.  Along with a good number of others, I worked
+   throughout the campaign as part of a network of E-mail volunteers
+   for the Clinton campaign, so I can pass along some important
+   information about that E-mail account.  The account is actually the
+   personal compuserve account of Jock Gill.  Jock worked hard (along
+   with a handful of programming volunteers, BBS operators, listserver
+   maintainers, and computer sophisticates at places such as Marist
+   College, MIT, San Francisco, Chicago, and elsewhere) during the
+   campaign to put together an E-mail system for national campaigning.
+   The system was later expanded to accommodate all three major
+   Presidential campaigns.  It was an innovative, highly successful
+   effort and it played a huge role in getting campaign position
+   statements out to a wide public.  Things posted from that address
+   found their way into the virtual reality as the messages got passed
+   along many networks from their original posting.  Several weeks
+   before the Inauguration of President Clinton, Jeff Eller was
+   appointed by the President-Elect to have overall charge of
+   establishing something which has never existed--an interactive
+   public access E-mail system into the White House and into other
+   offices of the administration.  Jock Gill was then hired by the
+   administration to work under Jeff Eller.  Currently, Jock Gill is
+   working in an office located in the Old Executive Office Building
+   across the street from the White House.  At this point, he is
+   working alone, without a staff.  His current assignment is to use
+   the E-mail system (as during the campaign) to issue official copies
+   of White House statements, the texts of press briefings and press
+   conferences, copies of Executive Orders and Presidential Memos, and
+   the like to the virtual world of E-mail.  Since the compuserve box
+   is a regular personal mail box, it gets filled quickly, especially
+   given the high volume of mail now beginning to arrive with the broad
+   dissemination of his address.  Those of you who have sent E-mail to
+   that address may well have received an error message stating that
+   the box is full.  That's another way of saying it has been
+   overwhelmed.  Jock has asked those of us who have been part of the
+   volunteer E-mail team to help him out while he works to get a good
+   interactive system up and running.  Basically, he has asked that
+   everyone cooperate and not begin sending a barrage of E-mail to that
+   compuserve address.  The White House itself employs a large staff to
+   handle snail mail.  Actually, at this point in the development of
+   the White House E-mail system, you will probably get your message
+   through to the administration quicker through ordinary snail mail
+   and telephone.  Later, once the administration's E-mail team
+   develops the system they want and need, E-mail contacts should
+   became the easier route.  All things in their time.  Once the E-mail
+   address was circulated together with the heading the "White House",
+   everyone understandably believed a real system was up and running.
+   Not quite yet.
+
+   SUGGESTION:  Use the compuserve address you have judiciously,
+   reserving it for absolutely vital contacts.  Until such time that a
+   real public access White house E-mail system is operational,
+   consider relying on the traditional means of contacting the
+   administration.  Given what they had to start with from the previous
+   administration (scratch), I have every reason to expect that Jeff
+   Eller and Jock Gill will work well--and as quickly as possible--to
+   get an interactive system up and running.  But it will take time and
+   patience.  We can all help them achieve that effort best if we
+   refrain from acting as if that non-existent system were already in
+   place.  PLEASE HELP RELAY THIS CONTEXT AND SUGGESTION TO OTHER
+   NETWORKS AND INDIVIDUALS.  Thanks.
+
+                Snail Mail Address and Phone Numbers -- White House
+
+        White House Numbers:
+            The President                 (202) 456-1414
+            White House Comment Line      (202) 456-1111
+                 (To register your opinion on an issue)
+            When bill signed or vetoed    (202) 456-2226
+
+            Vice President                (202) 456-2326
+                                          (202) 456-7125
+
+        Mailing Address:
+
+            The White House
+            1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, N.W.
+            Washington DC  20500
+
+   ------
+        Jon Darling
+        PITT/Johnstown  -- January 31, 1993
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+Sun Spring "has no AT&T code"
+
+A source tells us that one of the reasons SunSoft Inc has been so
+discreet about Spring and Project DOE (Distributed Objects Everywhere)
+object-oriented stuff, is that it doesn't want Microsoft Corp to know
+too much. Be that as it may, our source notes that Spring has been
+written from scratch, is not Unix and owes nothing to AT&T's code.
+Therefore it would be royalty-free (UX No 421). (Which brings to mind
+notions of whether Sun will ever offer a cross-licence to Unix System
+Labs for some reason or another.) We're told it's good at garbage
+collecting, has builtin exception handling and strong type checking.
+It  supposedly has a "real" remote procedure call system, "much better
+than Open Network Computing RPC," and can communicate within a machine
+or between machines. We're also told to say that it has "strong
+separation of the interface from the implementation." Sun's first
+problem will probably be getting Sun people themselves to use the
+stuff, the transition from C or even C++ to objects not being without
+its hazards as object people know.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+McNealy "seeks Noorda'S support to @#!% NT and return USL to its roots"
+
+Sun Microsystems Inc president, Scott McNealy, has been talking to and
+having lunch with Ray Noorda lately, chewing over what's to become of
+Unix System Labs under Novell Inc. McNealy has a menu of things he'd
+like Noorda to do once he takes over. He says he told him: "fire
+everyone except one marketing guy, one order administrator and 200
+engineers. Stop all their silly marketing programmes. Focus on
+producing better and better source code. Cut source code prices to $5.
+Stay out of the binary business. Bundle NetWare into Unix." McNealy
+says this is also a "scenario to @#!% NT." He says Noorda's reply is "I
+don't own it yet." Asked about Sun's continued support of USL, McNealy
+said, "Sun is the only company that can engineer its way out of any
+operating system royalty in a year or two. HP can't. NCR can't. IBM
+can't. Nobody can. Ray understands that." The ideal time to make that
+kind of break would be as Sun shifts over to an object-oriented
+operating system, its next operating systems move, McNealy said. He
+allows, however, that it'll take six to nine months  after the
+acquisition is complete to see which way the wind is blowing. "If we're
+not getting what we pay for with our royalties," he said, "then we'll
+make the make/buy decision." McNealy's henchman, Ed Zander, president
+of SunSoft, the Sun unit most jeopardised by the Novell/USL takeover,
+was acting more of the good cop last week when Unigram spoke with him.
+He uses words like "empathise" (because he did the Interactive deal),
+"supportive" and "optimistic" when talking about Novell or the USL
+deal.    He says he has high hopes for unity finally and apparently
+thinks the industry might start coming together at the Unix
+International members meeting in New Orleans February 11-12 where some
+100 companies and 200 people will assemble. Zander seems to think it's
+going to close to an old-fashioned love-in.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Job's Workstation Company Getting Out of Hardware, Will Focus On Software
+
+
+SAN FRANCISCO (AP) _ Steve Jobs' Next Computer Inc., after several
+years of lukewarm response to its workstations, will stop making
+hardware and focus on its highly acclaimed software, according to a
+report published today.
+
+The company is negotiating to sell its hardware business to Canon Inc.,
+the San Francisco Chronicle reported. Canon, which has invested $165
+million in Next, owns 17.9 percent of the company and sells Next
+machines in Japan.
+
+As a result of the sale, Next will lay off about 300 of its 540
+employees, the Chronicle said.
+
+The move comes less than a month after privately-held Next announced
+that it achieved its first quarterly operating profit.  Sales grew to
+$140 million last year from $127 million in 1991.
+
+The company, based in Redwood City, Calif., has said that it wants to
+go public. Analysts, however, said that given the latest developments,
+an initial public offering appears to be at least 18 months away.
+
+Jobs, who co-founded Apple Computer Inc. and started Next in 1985, was
+unavailable for comment, and a Next spokeswoman would neither confirm
+nor deny the company's plans, the Chronicle said.
+
+But sources close to Next said that Jobs will announce the move
+formally next Tuesday, the newspaper said.
+
+Canon would not comment yesterday. Another investor is former
+presidential candidate H. Ross Perot, who invested $20 million and
+holds 11 percent of Next. Perot was unavailable for comment yesterday,
+the Chronicle said. Jobs, who reportedly invested $200 million in Next,
+holds 46 percent of the company.
+
+Next got off to a rocky start with its workstations, introduced in
+October 1988. Industry analysts called the sleek black machines
+underpowered and overpriced.
+
+The company later introduced faster and less expensive models.  But the
+machines still are more costly than competitors' models and are not
+compatible with personal computers or workstations from such companies
+as Apple, IBM and Sun Microsystems.
+
+Next shipped an estimated 69,300 workstations last year _
+compared with 217,000 by market leader Sun Microsystems _ according
+to International Data Corp., a market research concern in
+Framingham, Mass.
+
+But Next has been praised for its built-in NextStep software,
+considered technically superior to other programs on the market.  With
+NextStep, makers of applications software _ programs that perform
+specific tasks like word processing _ can produce programs in less time
+than for other workstations or PCs.
+
+Many Next customers have bought the company's hardware because they
+want to take advantage of the company's software, which can be operated
+only on Next machines.
+
+The company has tried to use the strength of NextStep to sell its
+machines to companies that want to develop custom programs.
+
+Next, however, also has been working on software that will work on
+IBM-compatible personal computers. The company is expected to finish
+work on the program, NextStep 486, this summer, nearly a year after
+Jobs first promised it would be done.
+
+The company also is trying to negotiate an arrangement with
+Hewlett-Packard Co. in which it would modify NextStep to work with HP's
+workstations, the Chronicle said.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  CLINTON PZ on America Online???
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+        # From autopia@wixer.cactus.org Thu Feb  4 05:12:08 1993
+        # Subject: white house email (fwd)
+
+        # >From somewhere in the matrix, johnjmedway emananted the following:
+
+        #         I thought most foles would be at least vaguely interested in
+        # this.  A friend of mine sent me the info...  could be useful at some 
+
+        # > From jmedway@ccwf.cc.utexas.edu  Wed Feb  3 20:24:33 1993
+        # > Subject: white house email
+        # > To: jagwire@wixer.cactus.org (Dan Zappone),
+        # >         resmith@ccwf.cc.utexas.edu (Rob Smith)
+        # > 
+        # > One of my coworkers passed this out to all of us @ work.
+        # > 
+        # > Spread el verbum.
+        # > 
+        # > 
+        # > >>  Subject: White House email address
+        # > >>
+        # > >>  I thought you might find this interesting...
+        # > >>  
+        # > >>  
+        # > >>       ================= { Begin included text } ===============
+        # > >>  
+        # > >>  >
+        # > >>  > How's this for interesting?
+        # > >>  > We just got wind of it down here... :)  Barbie
+        # > >>  > - --------
+        # > >>  >
+        # > >>  > President Clinton (The White House) = 75300.3115@Compuserve
+        # > >>  >
+        # > >>  > : Here's something you might find useful...  President Clin
+        # > >>  > : address.  (Obviously, he has people to screen it for him!
+        # > >>  > : just emailed this to me.
+        # > >>  > :
+        # > >>  > : >Posted-Date: 27 Jan 93 20:19:51 EST
+        # > >>  > : >Date: 27 Jan 93 20:19:51 EST
+        # > >>  > : >From: The White House <75300.3115@compuserve.com>
+        # > >>  > : >Subject: Re: Press Briefing, January 27, 1993
+        # > >>  > : >
+        # > >>  > : > Thank you for your recent electronic mail message to th
+        # > >>  > : > House.  As soon as practicable it will be sent to the a
+        # > >>  > : > office for consideration.  You should receive a written
+        # > >>  > : > course.  Unfortunately, we are not yet ready to respond
+        # > >>  > : > to your message by electronic mail.  We appreciate your
+        # > >>  we
+        # > >>  > : > implement our new electronic systems.
+        # > >>  > : >
+        # > >>  > : > As you know, this is the first time in history that the
+        # > >>  > : > White House has been connected to the public through el
+        # > >>  > : > mail.  We welcome your comments and suggestions for way
+        # > >>  improve
+        # > >>  > : > your Public Access E-mail program.
+        # > >>  > : >
+        # > >>  > : >      Regards,
+        # > >>  > : >      Jock Gill
+        # > >>  > : >      Electronic Publishing
+        # > >>  > : >      Public Access E-mail
+        # > >>  > : >      The White House
+        # > >>  > : >      Washington, D.C.
+        # > >>  > : >
+        # > >>  > : >      75300.3115@Compuserve.com
+        # > >>  > : >      CLINTON PZ on America Online
+        # > >>  > : >
+        # > >>  > : > PS: If you did not include your U.S. mail return addres
+        # > >>  > : > message and you want a reply, please send your message 
+        # > >>  > : > include that information.
+        # > >>  >
+        # > >>  > ------- End of Forwarded Message
+        # > >>  >
+        # > >>  >
+        # > >>  
+        # > 
+        # > 
+        # > ----------------------------------------------------------------
+        # -- 
+        # __________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
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+Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 20:51:18 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0055@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gur hygvzngr fhowrpgvir rkcrevrapr)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0055] PUBS: Don Webb "The Pact"; FineArt; I.C.S. Electrozine
+
+|                                    ... and in my spare time,
+|                                    I sue the NSA.   -- john gilmore
+
+
+Don Webb sent us the following note a week ago, and it got lost in my mbox 
+(sorry for the delay, Don).  You may remember his strange story
+about the dying centaur in "Semiotext(e) SF".
+
+Also I have included info about a publication "I.C.S. Electrozine".  
+
+And I want to mention that someone posted the *entire book* TAZ 
+(Temporary Autonomous Zone, Hakim Bey ) to rec.arts.books.  
+You'll still want the book; it's only $6.                      -- strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+Subject: Fine Art, etc.
+To: surfpunk <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Date: Sun, 7 Feb 93 02:38 GMT
+
+Dear Surfpunksi,
+ 
+Two items, the first self promotion, the second art promotion.
+ 
+Traditional narrative forms take the shape of natural structures,
+the two most common being the wave like rise and fall of action and
+the circle of mythic return.  In the March _Asimov's_ (on sale now
+blue digest size magazine with picture of Anubis on cover) is a
+novella which uses a Pentagram as the plot line.  Despite this
+somewhat experimental approach, I think the story is readable
+and enjoyable.  "The Pact" by Don Webb. 
+ Tell your friends.  Write fan letters.  
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
+ 
+Subject:  Re: FineArt Forum in MSUinfo
+ 
+----------------------------Original message----------------------------
+ 
+The February issue of FineArt Forum has been posted to
+subscribers and network exploders.
+ 
+Press RETURN for more; type NO to stop:
+ 
+ 
+ 
+The contents listing and subscription details follow.
+Note that if you subscribe now you will *not* receive this issue.
+It is available via Internet at MSUinfo.
+ 
+Telnet to: msuinfo.msstate.edu and login as "msuinfo". Specify
+your terminal type (probably vt100).  Select item "Newsletters".
+Select item "FineArt Forum".  This directory currently contains
+only February 93 but other backissues will be available later.
+ 
+ 
+_________________________________________________________________
+ 
+     ___]   |     \    |    ____]       \       __    ___  ___]
+    |       |   |  \   |   |          /  \     |    |     |
+     __]    |   |   \  |    ___]     ____ \     __ /      |
+    |       |   |    \ |   |        /      \   |   \      |
+   _|      _|  _|    __|  ______] _/       _\ _|   _\    _|
+ 
+           ::::::  .::::.    :::::.  ::    :: ::.   .::
+           ::     ::    ::   ::   :: ::    :: :::. .:::
+           ::::   ::    ::   :::::'  ::    :: :: ::: ::
+           ::     ::    ::   :: ':.  ::    :: ::  '  ::
+           ::      '::::'    ::  ':.  '::::'  ::     ::
+ 
+_________________________________________________________________
+ 
+FINEART Forum         February 1, 1993        Volume 7 : Number 2
+_________________________________________________________________
+                            Published by
+MISSISSIPPI STATE UNIVERSITY  /  NSF  Engineering Research Center
+                           Distributed by
+Leonardo-ISAST  on behalf of the  Art, Science,Technology Network
+_________________________________________________________________
+ 
+Contents:  Editorial: Paul Brown
+           FAX PHONE FIVE SECONDS: Paul Rutkovsky
+           TISEA: Wim van der Plas
+           Online Directory: Leard Reed Altemus III
+           Online Bibliography:  Paul Brown
+           IDEA:  Annick Bureaud
+           MEAS:  R. David Lankes
+           DESIGN-L:  Paul Brown
+           IPCT-L:  ARACHNET
+           TAPROOT: Luigi-Bob Drake
+           Call for Submissions:  Prix Ars Electronica
+           e-conf: Helga Dyck
+           CFP'93:  Electronic Frontier Foundation
+           ARTIST-L: Paul Brown
+           ISEA change of address:  Wim van der Plas
+           SIGGRAPH 93: DESIGN-L
+           TRANSMIT92: DESIGN-L
+           STELARC:  Paul Brown
+           New Subscribers:  Annie Lewis
+ 
+_________________________________________________________________
+Send requests for subscription to Fineart Forum to:
+ 
+Europe:             <CONSERVA@IFIIDG.FI.CNR.IT>
+Asia:               <OKUNO@NTT-20.NTT.JP>
+USA and all others: <fast@garnet.berkeley.edu>
+                or: <FAST@UCBGARNE.bitnet>
+with the message:   SUB FINE-ART your email address,
+                    first-name, last-name, and postal address.
+ 
+Paper copies available for USD $65 per year subscription. Payment
+is to ISAST, 672 South Van Ness, San Francisco, CA 94110, USA.
+ 
+Send submissions of items to be published in Fineart Forum to
+brown@erc.msstate.edu
+_________________________________________________________________
+*****************************************************************
+End of Fineart Forum 7(2)
+ 
+
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date:    Thu, 11 Feb 1993 20:12:01 -0700 (MST)
+From: ORG_ZINE@WSC.COLORADO.EDU (ICS ELectrozine: Information, Communication, Supply.)
+Subject: Information, Communication, Supply Electrozine Document
+To: SURFPUNK@OSC.versant.com, STRICK@OSC.versant.com
+
+[ I excerpted this info from the WELCOME they sent me.  -- strick ]
+
+        When the flyer was sent out to 165 various listservs, we realized
+that several things were not made clear enough.  So, we are now sending
+this subscription notification with additional information
+that we hope will fill in the gaps that were left in the flyer.  We
+would also like to take this time to tell you the ideas, goals, and
+future of ICS.
+
+        The flyer came across to many readers as being a commercial
+venture.  ICS is a non-profit project by a special topics Journalism
+class at Western State College in Gunnison, Colorado.  It was conceived
+by several students who use Internet on a regular basis. They decided that
+an Electrozine was something that was needed on this new frontier.
+
+                     --------------------------------
+        As several internet using students sat around a room discussing
+the awesome potential of WorldNet, they began to discuss the lack of a
+mainstream magazine.  The general information gathered from searching
+internet and bitnet was that there were a lot of specialized magazines,
+but not very many that covered a wide variety of topics.
+        The students discussed the idea of doing it themselves, and
+mentioned that it would take a lot of time and effort.  "Why not do it
+as a class," asked one student.
+        George Sibley listened to the students and agreed that it was
+a good idea, as well as a chance for he himself to learn.  The class
+was decided and people interested in joining arrived.  Eventually two
+other students would decide to join.
+        The general ideas and goals of ICS are to provide
+information and hopefully inspiration.  We will read submissions from
+anyone, but will only print the ones that we think are suitable for the
+goals of ICS.  Information exchange is what the WorldNet is founded on.
+        The amount of information to be found on WorldNet is VAST.  It
+quickly becomes evident that no one person can keep up with everything,
+and a lot of the information can be hard to find.  ICS hopes to obtain
+informative articles from many different fields.  It is our plan to
+start a column called WorldNet Tour Guide.  This column might aid some
+people by pointing out various sites on the WorldNet and their
+highlights.  ICS will grow and change as our sense of direction with
+this venture gains more clarity.
+        ICS would also like to encourage creativity in as many people
+as it can reach.  We will be including stories, and other creative
+works in our magazine.  We would like to spread new ideas that people
+generate.
+        When asked to what contemporary magazine we would compare
+ourselves, we mention that there are not really any magazine that symbolizes
+what we seek to do.  We view our venture as an attempt to create a new
+paradigm in publishing.
+        Like most magazines and electronic journals we intend to read
+your complaints, submissions, and suggestions with enthusiasm.  This is
+how we will improve what we are offering you.  We will also include a
+Letters section in issues starting from Issue #2 on.
+
+            ------------------------------------------------
+                              Quick Stats:
+            ------------------------------------------------
+DISTRIBUTION: once every three weeks to subscribers.
+SIZE: We will limit it to a size of approximately 100k.  This
+      is 200 blocks(512byte blocks).
+GENERAL CONTENT: stories, opinions, new ideas, information, Tales of
+      the Unknown, reviews, interviews, letters, worldnet tour guide,
+      role playing games ideas, discussions, etc.
+SUBMISSIONS: We will accept submissions to be included in the article.  They
+ should be in ASCII format.  We will edit them and include them provided
+ we have room and feel that they are appropriate for the goal of ICS.
+ In the future we will draw up a submissions guide that will be available
+ to those that wish to submit material.  For now though, ICS will accept
+ submissions just by mailing them to us at ORG_ZINE@WSC.COLORADO.EDU.
+LETTERS: When we receive a letter from a reader the staff of ICS assumes
+ that the letter is free to publish.  However, if you do not wish to see
+ your letter published include NOT FOR PUBLICATION in your subject heading.
+FUTURE: The paths are open. There are so many to choose from.  We will all
+ try to take a ride into a new area together.  We will probably send out
+ a survey after several issues have been sent.  With this survey we will
+ try to better meet your needs.
+NUMBERS:  At the time this document was written we have XXXX WorldNet
+ subscribers, and 41 local subscribers.
+CANCELATION:  To cancel your subscription just send us a message telling
+ us you wish to cancel your subscription.  We realize that our offerings
+ may not be interesting to everyone.  Remember we are just starting
+ and you have the opportunity to shape it more to a universal enjoyment.
+ Still, there are those that have a very specialized areas of interest and
+ may not benefit from ICS.  To those our response is: "Thanks for taking a
+ chance and trying an initial subscription anyway."  Happy Netting! :)
+
+                            ------------------------
+                                    PRESENT:
+                            ------------------------
+        As soon as Administration gives us the go, we will mail the
+first copy of ICS.  So, until then we wish to THANK YOU for
+subscribtions, and let you know that we are READY to bring something NEW.
+If you have suggestions, criticisms, or submissions in the meantime we will
+gladly accept them.
+
+
+                                ICS STAFF
+                                ORG_ZINE@WSC.COLORADO.EDU
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Tell your friends.  Write fan letters.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
+               From: mimir@hardy.u.washington.edu (Al Billings)
+               Newsgroups: rec.arts.books
+               Subject: TAZ, part 1
+               Message-ID: <1lf826INNpup@shelley.u.washington.edu>
+               Date: 12 Feb 93 04:11:50 GMT
+
+               T. A. Z.
+               The Temporary Autonomous Zone, Ontological Anarchy, Poetic
+               Terrorism
+               Hakim Bey
+               Autonomedia
+               Anti-copyright, 1985, 1991. May be freely pirated & quoted--
+               the author & publisher, however, would like to be informed
+               at:
+               Autonomedia
+               P. O. Box 568
+               Williamsburgh Station
+               Brooklyn, NY 11211-0568
+               Book design & typesetting: Dave Mandl
+               Printed in the United States of America
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0056.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0056.txt
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+Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 21:32:29 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0056@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (gnxr na beqvanel ivehf naq jenc vg)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0056] CRYPT: Ban scanners; US Info Policy; Viral encryption
+
+|                            "Fuck raves ... I hate raves ..."
+|                                -- sf embarcadero skateboarder, 2325 12feb93
+|                                     [les enfants sauvages dans la TAZ]
+
+Here's three different topics from cypherpunks; the first one includes
+an action item.  Back around 1986 the FCC broke its longstanding "third
+party" policy, which was that anyone can listen to any transmissions
+they can receive in their own air, but they cannot forward the
+reception to any third party.  Around 1986 it became illegal to
+listen to certain frequences.  And guess what people did with the list
+of frequencies they weren't allowed to listen to?  Below you can read
+Congress's next attempt to ensure your privacy on cellular phones.   --strick
+
+  --  [gnu] FCC Proposed Ruling on Scanners That Receive Cellphone Transmissions
+  --  [gnu] Re: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+  --  [gnu] Re: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+  --  [gnu] Re: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+  --  [Murdering Thug]  Re: Viral encryption
+
+_______________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+To: cypherpunks@toad.com, gnu@toad.com
+Subject: FCC Proposed Ruling on Scanners That Receive Cellphone Transmissions
+Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 03:02:21 -0800
+
+Please at least write a one-page letter in response to this
+proposed ruling.  The idiots in Congress decided that banning radios
+was preferable to allowing (or requiring) decent encryption in
+cellular phones.  Now the FCC is making rules to implement the
+Congressional ban.  They should hear from us, loud and clear,
+that this is completely backwards and wrong.
+
+Your letter should reference Docket Number 93-1 and should clearly
+state the subject on which you are commenting.  *Then* comment...
+
+        John
+
+------- Forwarded Message
+
+Message-Id: <199302111305.AA17580@eff.org>
+Date: Thu, 11 Feb 1993 08:10:14 -0500
+To: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore), barlow@eff.org, jberman@eff.org,
+        mkapor@eff.org, blau@eff.org, farber@central.cis.upenn.edu
+From: Daniel J. Weitzner <djw@eff.org>
+Subject: FCC Proposed Ruling on Scanners That Receive Cellphone Transmissions
+
+The file attached here was received today and is too long for
+inclusion in a regular issue of the Digest. It is submitted for your
+comments and consideration. You might want to send your comments to
+the FCC as well.
+
+PAT
+
+  From: raisch@ora.com (Rob Raisch)
+  Subject: FCC Proposed Ruling on Scanners That Receive Cellphone Transmissions
+  Organization: O'Reilly & Associates, Inc.
+  Date: Thu, 11 Feb 1993 05:10:24 GMT
+
+47 CFR Parts 2 and 15
+
+[ET Docket No. 93-1; FCC 93-1]
+
+Radio Scanners That Receive Cellular Telephone Transmissions
+
+AGENCY: Federal Communications Commission.
+
+ACTION: Proposed rule.
+
+SUMMARY: This Notice of Proposed Rule Making proposes to deny
+equipment authorization to radio scanners capable of receiving
+transmissions in the Domestic Public Cellular Radio Telecommunications
+Service. This action is taken in response to the Telephone Disclosure
+and Dispute Resolution Act (Pub. L. 102-556). The intended effect of
+this action is to help ensure the privacy of cellular telephone
+conversations.
+
+DATES: Comments must be submitted on or before February 22, 1993, and
+reply comments on or before March 8, 1993.
+
+ADDRESSES: Federal Communications Commission, 1919 M Street, NW.,
+Washington, DC 20554.
+
+FOR FURTHER INFORMATION CONTACT:
+
+David Wilson, Office of Engineering and Technology, (202) 653-8138.
+
+SUPPLEMENTARY INFORMATION: This is a summary of the Commission's
+Notice of Proposed Rule Making in ET Docket No. 93-1, FCC 93- 1,
+adopted January 4, 1993, and released January 13, 1993. The full text
+of this decision is available for inspection and copying during normal
+business hours in the FCC Dockets Branch (room 230), 1919 M Street,
+NW., Washington, DC. The complete text of this decision also may be
+purchased from the Commission's duplicating contractor, Downtown Copy
+Center, at (202) 659-8657 or 1990 M Street, NW., suite 640,
+Washington, DC 20036.
+
+Paperwork Reduction
+
+   The following collection of information contained in this proposed
+rule has been submitted to the Office of Management and Budget for
+review under section 3504(h) of the Paperwork Reduction Act (44 U.S.C.
+3504(h)). Copies of this submission may be purchased from the
+Commission's duplicating contractor, Downtown Copy Center, at (202)
+659-8657 or 1990 M Street, NW., suite 640, Washington, DC 20036.
+Persons wishing to comment on this collection of information should
+direct their comments to Mr. Jonas Neihardt, Office of Management and
+Budget, room 3235 NEOB, Washington, DC 20554, (202) 395-4814. A copy
+of any comments filed with the Office of Management and Budget should
+also be sent to the following address at the Federal Communications
+Commission: Federal Communications Commission, Office of the Managing
+Director, Paperwork Reduction Project, Washington, DC 20554. For
+further information contact Ms. Judy Boley, (202) 632-7513.
+
+   OMB Number: None.
+   Title: Scanning Receiver Compliance Exhibit.
+   Respondents: Businesses or other for profit, small businesses/organizations 
+   Action: New collection.
+   Frequency of Response: On occasion reporting.
+   Estimated Annual Burden: 
+   Number of respondents: 40.
+   Annual hours per respondent: 0.25.
+   Total annual burden: 10.
+
+Needs and Uses: An exhibit accompanying a Form 731 Application for
+Equipment Authorization will determine compliance of applicants
+requesting authorization to market scanning receivers and frequency
+converters with Congressionally mandated regulations. The regulations
+prohibit the marketing of radio scanners capable of intercepting, or
+being modified to intercept, cellular telephone conversations.
+
+Summary of the Notice of Proposed Rule Making:
+
+   1. By this action, the Commission proposes to amend 47 CFR parts 2
+and 15 to prohibit the manufacture or importation of radio scanners
+capable of receiving frequencies allocated to the Domestic Public
+Cellular Radio Telecommunications Service.  This action is in response
+to the Telephone Disclosure and Dispute Resolution Act (Act), Pub. L.
+102-556.
+
+   2. The Domestic Public Cellular Radio Telecommunications Service
+("Cellular Radio Service") provides telephone service to mobile
+customers. Cellular telephones use frequencies in the bands 824-849
+MHz and 869-894 MHz to connect their users to other cellular system
+users and to the Public Switched Telephone Network.
+
+   3. As defined in 47 CFR part 15 scanning receivers, or "scanners,"
+are radio receivers that automatically switch between four or more
+frequencies anywhere within the 30-960 MHz band. In order to control
+their potential to cause harmful interference to authorized radio
+communications, the rules require that scanners receive an equipment
+authorization (certification) from the Commission prior to marketing.
+
+   4. In the past five years, 22 different models of scanning
+receivers capable of receiving cellular telephone transmissions have
+been issued grants of equipment authorization. During this same
+period, ten other models capable of tuning frequencies between 806 and
+900 MHz except for the cellular bands have also been authorized.
+Several publications currently on the market describe relatively
+simple modifications that users can make to many of the latter
+scanning receivers to enable that equipment to receive cellular
+telephone transmissions.
+
+   5. The Telephone Disclosure and Dispute Resolution Act requires
+that the Commission, by April 26, 1993, prescribe and make effective
+regulations denying equipment authorization for any scanning receiver
+capable of:
+
+    Receiving transmissions in the frequencies allocated to 
+the domestic cellular radio service,
+    Readily being altered by the user to receive transmissions 
+in such frequencies, or
+    Being equipped with decoders that convert digital cellular 
+transmissions to analog voice audio.
+
+The Act also stipulates that, beginning one year after the effective
+date of the regulations adopted to satisfy the above requirements, no
+receiver having the above capabilities shall be manufactured in the
+United States or imported for use in the United States.
+
+   6. In accordance with the Act, we are proposing to deny equipment
+authorization to scanning receivers that tune frequencies used by
+cellular telephones. We are also proposing to require applicants for
+the authorization of scanning receivers to include in their
+applications a statement declaring that their receivers cannot be
+tuned to receive cellular telephone transmissions.
+
+   7. Also in accordance with the Act, we are proposing to require
+that scanning receivers be incapable of being readily altered by the
+user to operate within the cellular bands. To assist us in determining
+whether a scanner complies with this requirement, we propose to
+require applicants for scanning receiver equipment authorization to
+include in their applications a statement pledging that their
+receivers cannot be readily altered to receive cellular telephone
+transmissions. We also propose to prohibit the authorization of any
+scanning receiver for which cellular coverage can be readily restored
+by the user. We solicit comment on this proposed reporting requirement
+and on the definition of "readily altered."  We also seek comment on
+whether additional information, such as why the receiver cannot be
+readily altered, should be required.
+
+   8. In further compliance with the Act, we propose to deny equipment
+authorization to any scanning receiver that can be equipped with
+decoders that convert digital cellular transmissions to analog voice
+audio. We invite comment on the potential impact of this requirement
+on existing models of scanning receivers.
+
+   9. There currently are a number of frequency converters on the
+market that can be used in conjunction with scanners that receive
+frequencies below 800 MHz to enable the reception of cellular
+telephone transmissions. We are proposing to deny equipment
+authorization to converters that tune, or can be readily altered by
+the user to tune, cellular telephone frequencies. We will require that
+applicants for FCC equipment authorization of frequency converters
+used with scanners include in their applications a statement pledging
+that the converters cannot be easily altered to enable a scanner to
+receive cellular transmissions. We seek comment on whether this
+statement should also include evidence indicating why the converter
+cannot be easily modified.
+
+   10. The Initial Regulatory Flexibility Analysis is contained in the
+text of the Notice.
+
+11. Comment Dates
+
+   Pursuant to applicable procedures set forth in 47 CFR 1.415 and
+1.419, interested parties may file comments on or before February 22,
+1993, and reply comments on or before March 8, 1993. In order to
+comply with the requirement of the Telephone Disclosure and Dispute
+Resolution Act that FCC rules be promulgated within 180 days of
+enactment, we will proceed with this Notice without furnishing a prior
+text as provided by Article 607 of the United States-Canada Free-Trade
+Implementation Act of 1988 (Pub. L. 100-499, 102 Stat. 1851). To do so
+would frustrate achievement of a legitimate domestic objective. In
+addition, the Commission is not likely to be able to accommodate
+requests for extension of the comment periods. To file formally in
+this proceeding, you must file an original and five copies of all
+comments, reply comments, and supporting comments. If you want each
+Commissioner to receive a copy of your comments, you must file an
+original plus nine copies. You should send comments and reply comments
+to Office of the Secretary, Federal Communications Commission,
+Washington, DC 20554. Comments and reply comments will be available
+for public inspection during normal business hours in the Dockets
+Reference Room of the Federal Communications Commission, 1919 M
+Street, NW., Washington, DC 20554.
+
+12. Ex-Parte Rules-Non-Restricted Proceeding
+
+   This is a non-restricted notice and comment rule making proceeding.
+Ex parte presentations are permitted, except during the Sunshine
+Agenda period, provided they are disclosed as provided in Commission
+rules. See generally 47 CFR 1.1202, 1.1203 and 1.1206(a).
+
+   13. For further information on this proceeding contact David
+Wilson, Technical Standards Branch, Office of Engineering and
+Technology, 202-653-8138.
+
+List of Subjects in 47 CFR Parts 2 and 15:
+
+   Communications equipment, Wiretapping and electronic surveillance.
+
+Federal Communications Commission.
+
+Donna R. Searcy,
+Secretary.
+
+   Parts 2 and 15 of title 47 of the Code of Federal Regulations are
+proposed to be amended as follows:
+
+PART 2-FREQUENCY ALLOCATIONS AND RADIO TREATY MATTERS; GENERAL RULES
+AND REGULATIONS
+
+   1. The authority citation for part 2 continues to read as follows:
+
+   Authority: Secs. 4, 302, 303 and 307 of the Communications Act of
+1934, as amended, 47 U.S.C. 154, 154(i), 302, 303, 303(r) and 307.
+
+   2. Section 2.975 is amended by adding a new paragraph (a)(8) 
+to read as follows:
+
+2.975   Application for notification.
+
+   (a) * * *
+   (8) Applications for the notification of receivers contained 
+in frequency converters used with scanning receivers shall be 
+accompanied by an exhibit indicating compliance with the provisions 
+of 15.121 of this chapter.
+*     *     *     *     *     
+   3. Section 2.1033 is amended by adding a new paragraph (b)(12) 
+to read as follows:
+
+2.1033   Application for certification.
+*     *     *     *     *     
+   (b) * * *
+   (12) Applications for the certification of scanning receivers under
+part 15 shall be accompanied by an exhibit indicating compliance with
+the provisions of 15.122 of this chapter.  
+* * * * *
+
+PART 15-RADIO FREQUENCY DEVICES
+
+   1. The authority citation for part 15 continues to read as follows:
+
+   Authority: Secs. 4, 302, 303 and 307 of the Communications Act of
+1934, as amended, 47 U.S.C. 154, 302, 303 and 307.
+
+   2. Section 15.37 is amended by adding a last sentence to paragraph
+(b), and adding a new paragraph (f), to read as follows:
+
+15.37   Transition provisions for compliance with the rules.
+*     *     *     *     *     
+   (b) * * * In addition, receivers are subject to the provisions in
+paragraph (f) of this section. 
+
+ * * * * *
+
+   (f) The manufacture or importation of scanning receivers, and
+frequency converters used with scanning receivers, that do not comply
+with the provisions of 15.121 shall cease on or before April 26, 1994.
+Effective April 26, 1993, the Commission will not accept applications
+for equipment authorization for receivers that do not comply with the
+provisions of 15.121.  This paragraph does not prohibit the sale or
+use of authorized receivers manufactured in the United States, or
+imported into the United States, prior to April 26, 1994.
+
+   3. Section 15.121 is added to read as follows:
+
+15.121 Scanning receivers and frequency converters used with scanning
+receivers.
+
+   Scanning receivers, and frequency converters used with scanning
+receivers, must be incapable of operating (tuning), or readily being
+altered by the user to operate, within the frequency bands allocated
+to the Domestic Public Cellular Radio Telecommunications Service.
+Receivers capable of "readily being altered by the user" include, but
+are not limited to, those for which the ability to receive
+transmissions in the restricted bands can be added by clipping the
+leads of, or installing, a diode, resistor and/or jumper wire; or
+replacing a plug-in semiconductor chip. Scanning receivers, and
+frequency converters used with scanning receivers, must also be
+incapable of converting digital cellular transmissions to analog voice
+audio.
+
+------- End of Forwarded Message
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+To: cypherpunks@toad.com
+Subject: ["Vinton G. Cerf": Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure]
+Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 02:07:03 -0800
+
+I sent him some sound bites about Internet policy and about crypto policy.
+I'll send them to Cypherpunks too.
+
+        John
+
+------- Forwarded Message
+
+To: trustees:;@isoc.org, isoc-interest@sgi.com, ietf@CNRI.Reston.VA.US,
+        iab@isi.edu, iesg@CNRI.Reston.VA.US, Members:;@isoc.org
+Subject: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+Date: Wed, 10 Feb 93 08:25:06 -0500
+From: "Vinton G. Cerf" <vcerf@CNRI.Reston.VA.US>
+Message-Id:  <9302100825.aa02728@IETF.CNRI.Reston.VA.US>
+
+Dear Internauts and friends,
+
+I have been invited to testify before the US House Subcommittee on
+Technology on the subject of technology policy and information
+intrastructure. To prepare my testimony, it would be helpful to
+have SHORT (please!) comments, suggestions, "bullets" as input,
+so that Internet Society ideas and considerations can be represented
+(or, at the least, offer some national and international perspective
+on a matter of global importance).
+
+If you want to send something on this point, please send it ONLY
+to: vcerf@cnri.reston.va.us. DO NOT SEND IT TO THE ENTIRE LIST OF
+ADDRESSEES (or they will do something terrible to me).
+
+Many thanks for letting me disturb your busy mailboxes, and thanks
+in advance for your ideas.
+
+Vint
+
+p.s. I need any inputs by end of February
+
+------- End of Forwarded Message
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+To: "Vinton G. Cerf" <vcerf@CNRI.Reston.VA.US>, gnu@toad.com
+Subject: Re: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 01:43:31 -0800
+From: gnu@toad.com
+
+Sound bites for Congress re technology policy and information infrastructure:
+
+  *  Government investment invariably brings government control, which
+     is harmful to the development of a communications medium in a free
+     and open society.
+
+  *  The Government seized control of telegraphy, radio, and television
+     early in their development, and they have never had full First Amendment
+     protection.
+
+  *  Private, interactive electronic media involve Fourth and Fifth Amendment
+     issues as well.
+
+  *  The Executive Branch is already advocating broad wiretapping, and
+     banning of privacy technologies, and they don't even own the network.
+     If the government owned the network, there'd be no stopping them.
+
+  *  The risk of moving society into media where individual rights are
+     regularly abridged is too great.  Economics is pushing us into
+     individual electronic communication, regardless.
+
+  *  If Congress truly believes in the Bill of Rights, it should get the
+     hell out of the networking business and stay out of it.
+
+        John Gilmore
+        (not speaking for) Electronic Frontier Foundation
+        (but ask EFF if they want to say something like this...)
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+To: "Vinton G. Cerf" <vcerf@CNRI.Reston.VA.US>
+Subject: Re: Technology Policy and Information Infrastructure
+Date: Sat, 13 Feb 93 01:52:35 -0800
+From: gnu@toad.com
+
+Vint, if your testimony will touch on "technology policy" as it relates to
+cryptograpy policy, then here are a few more "sound bits":
+
+  *  Privacy and authenticity technologies are key to reliable
+     and trustworthy social and business interactions over networks.
+
+  *  Current government policies actively prohibit and inhibit the
+     research, design, manufacturing, sale, and use of these technologies.
+
+  *  Taxpayers have been investing many billions of dollars per year
+     in these technologies, in the NSA "black budget", but have seen no
+     return on this investment.
+
+  *  Current "cold war" policy should be turned on its head.  Privacy
+     is one of the fundamental rights from which the Bill of Rights was
+     derived.  Government policy should encourage privacy technologies.
+     Government controls on cryptography should be completely removed.
+
+  *  The taxpayer investment in privacy technologies should be returned to
+     the taxpayers by declassifying NSA research and encouraging its
+     widespread deployment to protect domestic civilian communications.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: thug@phantom.com (Murdering Thug)
+Subject: Re: Viral encryption
+To: cypherpunks@toad.com
+Date: Thu, 11 Feb 93 11:47:43 EST
+
+As Mr. Ferguson pointed out, polymorphic viruses are making their way into the
+DOS world.  This is a problem in the short term, but not in the long term
+because people will be changing to memory-protected & file-permission based
+operating systems like NT, OS/2 and Unix, where it is very difficult for
+most kinds of virus to spread.
+
+I myself am very familiar with the virus underground, so for those who are
+not, let me explain the two newest and most deadly virus techniques which
+are being seen in the DOS world.
+
+The first is something called "Stealth" viruses.  Stealth viruses imbed
+themselves into DOS and intercept disk read calls from applications. If
+those read system calls are reading non .EXE or .COM files, then they are
+processed normally.  However when an application such as virus scanning
+program is reading in .COM and .EXE files (in order to scan them for virus
+code), the stealth code in DOS intercepts this and returns to the application
+what the .EXE or .COM file would look like if it wasn't infected by the
+stealth virus.  Thus, all virus checking programs can be decieved in this
+manner.  There are steps to get around this, like booting off of a
+write-protected floppy disk (with a clean copy of DOS on it) and running
+the virus checking program directly from that floppy.  But people seldom
+do that, so the stealth technology is a worthwhile one for virus creators
+to pursue.
+
+The second is called "Polymorphic" viruses.  These are viruses which
+contain a tiny encryption/decryption engine.  The great thing about
+polymorphic viruses is that they encrypt themselves with a different key
+each time they replicate (make a new copy of themselves).  The small
+amount of virus bootstrap code which is not encrypted is changed in each
+replication by dispursing random NOP's throughout the virus boostrap code.
+Thus each sample of polymorphic virus looks completely different to
+virus checking programs.  The virus checking programs cannot use
+"signature" byte strings to detect polymorphic viruses.
+
+I have seen something called D.A.M.E., also known as Dark Avenger
+Mutation Engine.  This is a freeware polymorphic library/kernel/toolkit
+which allows anyone to take an ordinary virus and wrap it in a polymorphic
+shell.  Thus each new copy of the virus will look completely different
+as it replicates.  D.A.M.E. is a great toolkit for those who want to
+release new viruses but don't have the skills to write a virus from
+scratch.  DAME works very well with Turbo Assembler and MASM.
+I believe that DAME II will be coming out sometime this spring. At
+least that is what the author has promised.  Among the new features
+will be more powerful encryption, stealth capabilities, and compatibility
+with Stacker and DR DOS compressed file systems.  I have read that the
+author of DAME and DAME II will be coming out with a Virus Construction
+Set, which will allow point-n-click building of new viruses using
+object oriented techniques.  It works sort of like a Mr. Potatohead,
+you point and click on the parts/modules you want and it builds it for
+you.  You select the replication method, stealth capability,
+polymorphism, and payload module (there are several payloads, varying
+from playing music and showing graphics, to printing a text message on
+screan, to complete wipe out of the HD). The really wonderful thing
+is that you will be able to build your own modules and link them into
+the virus.  I am sure a flourishing of third-party modules will occur.
+
+With the VCS, a 9 year old can build a competely new virus just by
+pointing, clicking, and dragging, popping up windows and choosing options.
+
+My oh my, aren't we in for fun times ahead...
+
+Thug
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  For those who want to release new viruses.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+                      
+           No question of _writing_to_ Wild Children. They think in
+           images -- prose is for them a code not yet fully digested &
+           ossified, just as for us never fully trusted.
+           
+           You may write _about_ them, so that others who have lost the
+           silver chain may follow. Or write _for_ them, making of
+           STORY & EMBLEM a process of seduction into your own
+           paleolithic memories, a barbaric enticement to liberty
+           (chaos as CHAOS understands it).
+           
+           For this otherworld species or "third sex,"
+           _les_enfants_sauvages_, fancy & Imagination are still
+           undifferentiated. Unbridled PLAY: at one & the same time the
+           source of our Art & of all the race's rarest eros.
+
+
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+Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 18:07:06 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0057@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (/\/\3d|u/\/\ |z +|-|/-\ /\/\3$$/-\g3)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0057] POEM: Bonks.  Fleeps.  Doodledrons.  ; mailart
+
+|               {\bf Virtual Sex and other misconceptions.}  When
+|               discussing possible application areas, the popular
+|               press never fails to ask about pornography.  While
+|               this probaby says more about the press' fascination
+|               with sex than about VR's potential, many new
+|               technologies, including the VCR, {\it do} often
+|               survive early stages via niche pornography markets.
+|               
+|               In a broader sense, the press has done the same
+|               disservice to VR that it did to artificial
+|               intelligence.  The researchers with the wildest claims
+|               get the air time, and the rest of us are left to deal
+|               with the unrealistic expectations.  In fact, many
+|               researcher are already shunning the term VR and using
+|               labels such as "virtual environments" for their work.
+|               
+|               The popular Steven King film {\it Lawnmower Man} and
+|               Timothy Leary's rantings about "electonic LSD" have
+|               fueled a misconception that VR in some way involves
+|               drugs, or produces a drug-like experience, which is
+|               patently false.  The press has also talked at length
+|               about bypassing the current I/O technology and
+|               establishing direct neural connections, as described
+|               in the 1984 William Gibson novel, {\it Neuromancer,}
+|               which popularized the term {\it cyberspace.}
+|               
+|               Randy Pausch, University of Virginia, 
+|               in "Hot Topics: Three Views of Virtual Reality",
+|               IEEE Computer, Feb 1993, p80.
+
+
+I think the following is the first copylefted poem I've seen.
+(Jason's a nExtDude who wants so build some VR.)
+
+Actually there's haiku (by Bill Joy?) in the sources to "expreserve".
+Unfortunately I don't grep them at ftp.uu.net -- "vi" must not be free.
+I think I've freed the haiku before, but can't find it now.
+                                                                --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Wed, 17 Feb 1993 01:12:41 -0600
+From: Jason Asbahr <Asbahr@UH.EDU>
+To: strick@osc.versant.com
+Subject: A Poem
+
+Greetings, Striq!  :)
+
+Thanks much for the TAZ info!  I am studying it and will reply when
+I can be articulate...  Already, it seems like Truth on tap...
+
+---
+
+Bonks.  Fleeps.  Doodledrons.
+
+
+Things unspeakable speak to me
+In the dark,
+alone and unafraid,
+I greet them.
+
+Leather Goddesses upon high!
+They leap down, their whips
+flailing about in sudden wind
+and Land upon glittering crystal
+shelves, which aren't really, and
+hang there suspended in plexiglass
+disregard of the accepted laws of physics.
+
+Fuck You! they screech, gesturing
+at passing Physicists (floating by),
+whose confused faces are covered and revealed,
+covered and revealed, by their flapping white coats...
+
+Small pieces of paper flutter in the breeze,
+holding secrets, secret diagrams, explaining
+the true mechanics of the universe,
+but MECHanics charge too much,
+and who really trusts them anyway?
+
+
+Copyleft 1991     Jason Asbahr
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 15:04 GMT
+From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+To: Fringeware <fringeware@wixer.cactus.org>
+To: surfpunk <surfpunk@osc.osc.com>
+To: ARCANA <ARCANA%UNCCVM.BITNET@pucc.princeton.edu>
+To: Arachnet <Arachnet%UOTTAWA.BITNET@pucc.princeton.edu>
+Subject: Mail Art Listings
+
+Dear Fringeoids,
+Dear Surfpunks,
+Dear Dwellers in Arcana,
+Dear Archanetters,
+
+I received in my snailmail box the hugest listing of
+international ongoing mail art shows, that I have ever seen.  If
+you've ever wanted to get plugged into the International mail Art
+scene this is your chance send $2.00 to
+
+
+Ashley Parker Owens
+POB 597996
+Chicago, IL 60659
+
+And ask for _Global Mail_.
+
+                Don Webb
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+        
+        ______________________________
+        
+        From: ahawks (pinkerton floyd)
+        Subject: r3: /\/\3[>|u/\/\ |z +|-|/-\ /\/\3$$/-\g3
+        Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 13:10:16 MST
+        
+        Mark Baldwin, not Bob, says:
+        |
+        |a question which probably shows my age [?]:
+        |
+        |how doez one pronounce agr1ppa?  pleaze explain where i can
+        |find this information instead of flaming, if it exists some
+        |where...
+        |
+        |-mArK.
+        
+        well, you can obviously e-pronounce it, do you really need to
+        pronounce it?
+        
+        how do u say..........31|+3......
+        
+        [that is a real word, btw]
+        
+        usually the 1 is an l, like in k-k001.....k-k001 is cool sarcasm....
+        
+        ie, B1FF is k-k001.....00's are o's....3's are e's....+'s are t's....
+        |'s can be i's.....[> |> |) can all be d's....|) can be p, when (| is
+        q...|< is k....>| is e-dyslexia....$ is s, esp. when refer-ing to
+        compu$erve... ! can by i's or l's.....@ is a, sometimes even
+        @narch-e... # used to be E, i think, or soething, but I don't see that
+        1... * is O in different cyber-dialects...[ is c in dialect 2, err
+        too... \/\/ is w, /\/\ is m.../-\ is a, |-| is h, |3 is b, |_ can be
+        l, but that's |_/-\/\/\3.....|\| is n, |\|||/| is trendy music... \/
+        is v, ob\/iously....>< is x....z is often = s (warez), e is often = a
+        (tha), c is often = k (|<-|<001), f = ph (phun), ph = f (fone)...
+        
+        it's just |<001 31|+3 pc for the |) ( generation.
+                                         |
+        
+        most of this died c. 84-85, but B1FF and k001 survive for god gnows
+        why.
+        
+        0|<, |\|0\/\/ |<|[>[>|3Z g0 & s3+ ^ a|\| 31|+3 ph|1+3r.
+        
+        ^ really obscure cave drawings.
+        --
+        
+             andy
+        
+        ______________________________
+        
+        Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 14:20:43 PST
+        From: mark@ganymede.apple.com (Mark Baldwin)
+        Subject: Re:  r3: /\/\3[>|u/\/\ |z +|-|/-\ /\/\3$$/-\g3
+        
+        ()|<...| |<^[11||Da |)1(|<=D |_|P oN +Ha+...| _|u$+ \/\/Az|/|'+
+        $|_|r3 1|= 1+ \/\/uZ +h3 $a/\/\3...
+        
+        -/\/\ / |~ |<.
+        
+        ______________________________
+
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+Date: Thu, 18 Feb 93 18:42:56 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0058@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (v jvyy abg vzznargvmr gur rfpungba)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0058] SOURCES: Virtual Zen; CuD; pHd in VR; Spunk; Oceania
+
+|                        My own opinion is that viruses are what will
+|                        finally put a stake through the heart of DOS.
+|                        It's a dirty job, but somebody has to do it.
+|                                             -- John Gilmore
+
+Someone sends me a copy of Computer underground Digest, to make
+sure we're aware of it.  I guess I assume most people on this list also
+read CuD -- if you only read one thing on the underground, CuD should
+be it.  For that reason, I seldom appropriate from CuD.  I'll
+include the headers from a recent CuD so you can subscribe, if
+you don't get it from the "comp.society.cu-digest" usenet group. --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+To: subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
+Subject: Virtual Zen
+Date: Fri, 12 Feb 93 12:53:10 -0500
+From: Michael Travers <mt@media.mit.edu>
+
+% telnet cheshire.oxy.edu 7777
+Trying 134.69.1.253...
+Connected to cheshire.oxy.edu.
+Escape character is '^]'.
+
+Shhhhhhh......
+
+
+Amid the smell of incense and the sound of gongs and chanting, you have
+come upon the glorious Zen MOO.  Please be quiet, and enjoy your meditation.
+
+If you have performed meditation before, type:
+    connect <your meditation name> <your meditation password>
+
+If you wish to join the mediation and are new, type:
+    create <a meditation name> <a meditation password>
+
+But type softly!
+
+>> create sleepy yawn
+*** Created ***
+>> ?
+Your typing detracts from your enlightenment.
+A gong sounds quietly and a voice intones, "fenris leaves our meditation."
+>> who
+Meditate, or die.
+Name            Idle            Total Idle      Total Connect   Percent Idle
+- - ------------    ------------    ------------    ------------    ------------
+sleepy          0 seconds       0 seconds       16 seconds      0%
+Eriond          52 seconds      37 minutes      52 seconds      4311%
+Dream           40 seconds      a minute        a minute        76%
+>> look
+Enlightenment does not come from typing.
+>> look
+You are too restless to continue meditation.  Come back later.
+*** Disconnected ***
+Connection closed by foreign host.
+- - ---------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+From: t_pascal@oxy.edu. (C. Regis Wilson)
+Subject: New Mud
+Organization: Occidental College, Los Angeles, CA.  USA
+Date: Fri, 12 Feb 1993 03:24:44 GMT
+
+Hello fellow internetters.  There is a new MUD for meditation, called ZenMOO.   
+
+Everyone is invited.  It is free, and it is cool.  You simply telnet to the
+following address:
+    
+
+cheshire.oxy.edu 7777
+(134.69.1.253 7777)
+    
+
+Below are instructions!
+==============================
+(This file is available for anonymous ftp as follows:
+PC4.math.oxy.edu(134.69.1.134):/ftp/pub/zenmoo/zenguide.txt
+Use ascii transfer!!!)
+    
+
+Hello, and peace.
+        
+The internet is a holy thing, it is a sacred thing, and it is an internet
+thing.  Those who are less enlightened do not understand this.  Any intrepid
+internet citizen knows of the mystical nature of the internet.  However,
+there has been a lack of real spirituality on the internet.  There's Gopher
+(which is not very spiritual), Archie (a brutal, Diety-less barbarian), MUDs,
+MUCKs, MUSHes, and on and on.  Where is one to find mental tranquility and
+spiritual rest and relaxation?
+        
+You have found it, if you have found ZenMOO.  ZenMOO is dedicated to
+meditation for the weary internet wanderer.  Here is how to use ZenMOO:
+        
+        
+        
+        
+When you first connect (however you do so), you will need to create a
+meditation name.  Think of a good name, and a good password to go with it.
+Store both of these in a file for safe keeping.  You can use your meditation
+name and password whenever you feel weary and faint.  Enter the following,
+substituting the name and password you have chosen.
+        
+                create <name> <password>
+        
+You might want to make sure the name is capitalized properly.  Press return
+(as always).  You are now connected.  It will tell you so.  Your first
+reaction will be to look around, or see who is connected.  Do not do this.
+Do not type anything.  Simply take a deep breath, crack your knuckles (if you
+have any), and wait.  In a few seconds, your breathing will become regular,
+and you will feel very relaxed.  Perhaps a wise saying will appear for you to
+read and meditate upon.  (By the way, the next time you connect to the
+ZenMOO, type the following to use your meditation name:
+        
+                connect <name> <password>
+        
+You do not need to create a new name every time you connect.)
+        
+Continue to meditate.  When you are more relaxed, and able to move slowly and
+deliberately, you have several commands at your finger tips.  Be very careful
+not to type too much, however!  I would suggest typing only once a minute.
+You must be very still, and very peaceful, or you will disturb the other
+meditators.  If you are disruptive, you will be kicked off!  Here are your
+commands:
+        
+                who             (or @who)
+                inventory       (or simply "i")
+                look            (or simply "l")
+                go north        (or simply "north", or even more simply, "n")
+                go south
+                go east
+                go west
+                go up
+        
+Now, to make sure that you are really meditating, and not just in another
+shell, you will be asked a question or riddle from time to time.  You will
+want to answer as quickly as possible, in order to keep from appearing
+asleep.  Students have dozed off during meditation and been booted, loosing
+their vital idle statistics, and living in shame.  Let me explain the output
+from the "who" command.
+        
+The first column is the meditator's name.  The second column will tell you
+how long they have been meditating, that is, how long they have been idle.
+Long periods of idle time are very esteemed, and difficult to get.  The third
+column tells you how much total idle time a meditator has accrued, over the
+course of many sessions.  The fourth column tells you roughly how long the
+meditator has been using the ZenMOO facilities, across sessions.  The last
+column is very important.  It tells you the ratio of total idle time to total
+usage time.  High percentages mean a very restful, yet alert meditator.  Low
+percentages reflect poorly on a fidgety meditator.
+        
+>From time to time, to facilitate the meditation, wise sayings will be printed
+for your reading, meditating pleasure.  Some sayings will be wise statements,
+but others will be mantras, computationally formed to maximize the meditation
+relaxation and spiritual healing.  To get the full use of the mantras, try
+reading them as a chant, concentrating on the breathing and tempo to synch
+your spiritual energies.
+        
+Enjoy the ZenMOO.  Meditate well, and receive your favorite Deity's blessing.
+Thank you.
+- - ---------
+T. Pascal, King of Pascal          | "He travels fastest who travels alone,
+1600 Campus Road, Box 829          | but not when the frost drops below zero
+Los Angeles, CA 90041              | fifty degrees or more."
+
+------------------------------
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+[ Just the header, FYI.  You *must* read this journal.     --strick ]
+
+Computer underground Digest       ISSN  1004-042X
+
+       Editors: Jim Thomas and Gordon Meyer (TK0JUT2@NIU.BITNET)
+       Archivist: Brendan Kehoe
+       Shadow-Archivists: Dan Carosone / Paul Southworth
+                          Ralph Sims / Jyrki Kuoppala
+       Copy Editor: Etaion Shrdlu, Junoir
+
+Cu-Digest is a weekly electronic journal/newsletter. Subscriptions are
+available at no cost from tk0jut2@mvs.cso.niu.edu. The editors may be
+contacted by voice (815-753-6430), fax (815-753-6302) or U.S. mail at:
+Jim Thomas, Department of Sociology, NIU, DeKalb, IL 60115.
+
+Issues of CuD can also be found in the Usenet comp.society.cu-digest
+news group; on CompuServe in DL0 and DL4 of the IBMBBS SIG, DL1 of
+LAWSIG, and DL0 and DL12 of TELECOM; on GEnie in the PF*NPC RT
+libraries and in the VIRUS/SECURITY library; from America Online in
+the PC Telecom forum under "computing newsletters;" on the PC-EXEC BBS
+at (414) 789-4210; in Europe from the ComNet in Luxembourg BBS (++352)
+466893; and using anonymous FTP on the Internet from ftp.eff.org
+(192.88.144.4) in /pub/cud, red.css.itd.umich.edu (141.211.182.91) in
+/cud, halcyon.com (192.135.191.2) in /pub/mirror/cud, and
+ftp.ee.mu.oz.au (128.250.77.2) in /pub/text/CuD.
+European readers can access the ftp site at: nic.funet.fi pub/doc/cud.
+Back issues also may be obtained from the mail server at
+mailserv@batpad.lgb.ca.us.
+
+COMPUTER UNDERGROUND DIGEST is an open forum dedicated to sharing
+information among computerists and to the presentation and debate of
+diverse views.  CuD material may  be reprinted for non-profit as long
+as the source is cited.  Some authors do copyright their material, and
+they should be contacted for reprint permission.  It is assumed that
+non-personal mail to the moderators may be reprinted unless otherwise
+specified.  Readers are encouraged to submit reasoned articles
+relating to computer culture and communication.  Articles are
+preferred to short responses.  Please avoid quoting previous posts
+unless absolutely necessary.
+
+DISCLAIMER: The views represented herein do not necessarily represent
+            the views of the moderators. Digest contributors assume all
+            responsibility for ensuring that articles submitted do not
+            violate copyright protections.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: wixer!wixer.cactus.org!loch@bigtex.cactus.org (Travis Zornes)
+Newsgroups: sci.virtual-worlds
+Subject: EDUC: List of Masters and PhD Programs in VR
+Date: 13 Feb 93 07:34:42 GMT
+
+
+   Before I list the compilation of what has been e-mailed to me about
+courses of study dealing with VR, I need to state a few things.
+
+   1. Due to being new to Internet and my mailreader, I am unable to
+figure out how to clip from more than one message, so any typos seen
+below are mine.
+
+   2. Although no one gave me direct permission to repost their
+e-mails, I did state that I would post a compilation of what I
+received. In other words I hope I am not offending anyone, or breaking
+any trusts.
+
+Ok so here is what I have gotten...
+----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+     From: joro@panix.com
+
+  I hold a master's degree from New University's Interactive
+Telecommunications Program -- part of the Tisch School of the Arts (Nyu's
+film, television, and drama dept.)...
+
+  The degree is a cross between art and new technology, stepping also
+into the realm of social issues associated with emerging digital
+technologies...
+
+                              [Stuff Deleted]
+
+  I can't say enough good things about the program and would suggest
+to anyone interested in areas such as VR that they find out more about
+the place and perhaps consider sending in an application...
+
+  No PhD offered -- just a two-year/60 credit M.P.S. degree ...
+-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+     From mel@dcs.qmw.ac.uk
+
+  If you're interested in coming to the UK, we offer PhD places and a
+Masters course that includes Virtual Environments.
+
+Mel Slater
+Department of Computer Science
+QMW University of London,
+Mile End Road,
+London E1 4NS,
+UK
+----------------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+  Ok, now just a few more things... I would hope that you don't write
+to the people that were kind enough to respond to me, I only posted
+who it was from, so that I could give credit were credit was due.
+Please contact the respective universitys first and see what info you
+can find out first.
+
+  And second, I was rather disappointed with the amount of responses.
+I would still love any information about colleges with any programs in
+VR, and I know (well hope) that there are more than two ...:) So
+Please e-mail me any info or leads you may have, and I will once again
+compile it and repost.
+
+  Also any information from anyone about self-education concerning VR,
+such as what languages would be best to know, what books might be
+educational, companies that offer internships, etc, etc, will be
+appreciated, by not only me, but by any others trying to get into the
+field. Not to mention the VR field that will be boosted by all this
+new education.
+
+  Please respond and I will compile and repost.     Thank you,
+                                                       Travis Zornes
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Fri, 12 Feb 1993 19:34:13 +0100
+From: cardell@lysator.liu.se
+Subject: spunk press
+
+
+Spunk Press Manifesto Version 1.1                  January 10 1993
+
+                              @
+
+                     S P U N K  P R E S S
+
+The excuse for the existence of SPUNK PRESS is the desire of some
+individuals to see alternative literature continue to flourish, but
+this time online!
+
+The policy of SPUNK PRESS is to act as an independent publisher of
+works converted to, or produced in, electronic format and to spread
+them as far as possible on the Internet and in the BBS society free of
+charge. The work may not necessarily originate from someone with net
+access. The major interest of SPUNK PRESS is alternative literature
+and anarchist material, both old, converted, and newly produced.
+
+We want to help zine editors, flypost authors and others who desire a
+wider audience to convert or to produce their works in an electronic
+format and give them the opportunity to use our distribution channels,
+FTP sites, mailing lists and whatever other means we might have within
+our powers.
+
+We welcome fanzines, pamphlets, books and portions of books, articles,
+manifestos, quotations, interviews, bibliographies, reviews, posters,
+and other material, both in-print and out-of-print.
+
+You can snarf what we have published so far from:
+
+  red.css.itd.umich.edu 141.211.182.92
+  /poli/Spunk/texts
+
+This manifesto and other internal Spunk Press documents can be found in
+/poli/Spunk/info; in particular, there is an introduction to the archive
+in /poli/Spunk/info/Introduction.  To submit material, get the file
+/poli/Spunk/info/How.To.Submit from the FTP site mentioned above or contact
+the editorial collective.
+
+If you do not have ftp access, you can get documents by sending electronic
+mail requests to a mail server (such as ftpmail@decwrl.dec.com).  Type "help"
+in the body of the message for instructions to change and list directories,
+and retrieve files from the archive.
+
+To get on our mailing list send a note to
+
+  spunk-list-request@lysator.liu.se
+
+so you can be a part of the coordination of actions taken.
+
+The mailing list is the forum for decision making at SPUNK PRESS, but
+if there is no clear consensus, or the consensus is at variance with
+anarchist ideas, the collective decides.
+
+The collective is composed of people with a reasonable commitment to
+doing some aspect of the work at SPUNK PRESS, and will be extended to
+those who are like-minded.
+
+If you would like to reach the editorial collective of SPUNK PRESS,
+write to:
+
+  Mikael Cardell <cardell@lysator.liu.se>
+  Linkoping
+  SWEDEN
+
+  Ian Heavens <ian@spider.co.uk>
+  Edinburgh
+  SCOTLAND
+
+  Chuck Munson <ctmunson@macc.wisc.edu>
+  c/o Practical Anarchy
+  PO Box 173
+  Madison, WI 53701-0173
+  U.S.A
+
+  Jack Jansen <jack.jansen@cwi.nl>
+  Amsterdam
+  HOLLAND
+
+Spunk Press Manifesto Version 1.1                  January 10 1993
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Fri, 12 Feb 1993 19:36:09 +0100
+From: cardell@lysator.liu.se
+Subject: Call for submissions
+
+                          @
+
+                S P U N K   P R E S S
+
+CALL FOR MATERIALS!
+
+The Spunk Press archive is starting to collect material broadly
+relating to anarchism.  Got anything online?  Know someone with
+something interesting on disk or tape?  Do you have access to an OCR
+and are willing to scan material?  Send electronic mail to Ian Heavens
+<ian@spider.co.uk>.
+
+mikael cardell <cardell@lysator.liu.se>
+
+          S P U N K  P R E S S
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Sun, 14 Feb 1993 21:06:15 -0500
+From: rderek@world.std.com (robert derek)
+Subject: FLUX
+
+FLUX is a quarterly publication dealing with Implications and Applications of
+Changing Worlds.Topics include:
+cyber-culture
+cryonics
+anarchism
+better living through chemistry
+Computer Netting
+Liberation in all its forms.
+Future-tech
+etc.
+Contact: FLUX
+         200 Market St. A-21
+         Lowell,Ma. 01852
+e-mail:  rderek@world.std.com
+         fluxu8@well.sf.ca.us
+
+sample copy/$4.00
+subscript/$10.00
+
+Hope this helps.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Tue, 16 Feb 93 16:03:28 PST
+From: Eric_S_Klien@cup.portal.com
+Subject: OCEANIA
+To: libernet@Dartmouth.EDU, 76216.2726@compuserve.com, sjackson@tic.com,
+
+I have created a constitution and set of laws for a new country.
+These documents are still in the rough draft stage.  Once the
+constitution is completed, I WILL be working with Mike Oliver to
+actually create the country of OCEANIA which will initially be a sea
+city.  I look forward to suggestions on how to improve the
+constitution and the laws for this country.
+
+Please note that my first ad in Reason will be running in only about
+two weeks.  This ad was created before I had met Mike Oliver so it
+doesn't mention Oceania, instead it mentions a country with the
+creative name of "Galt's Gulch".  Once this constitution is
+completed, a two page ad mainly featuring a picture of our sea city
+will be run in Reason.  Mike Oliver and I will be doing everything in
+our power to make sure that this project will be completed.
+
+If you would like to comment on this constitution, send me e-mail.
+
+Eric Klien
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Forwarding you the world.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+                                     >     auto accident;
+                                     >     register voters;
+                                     >     static electricity;
+                                     >     struct by_lightning;
+                                     >     void *where_prohibited;
+                                     >     char broiled;
+                                     >     short circuit;
+                                     >     short changed;
+                                     >     long johns;
+                                     >     unsigned long letter;
+                                     >     double entendre;
+                                     >     double trouble;
+                                     >		-- ?
+                                     
+                                             union organizer;
+                                             float valve;
+                                             short pants;
+                                             union station;
+                                             struct dumb by[sizeof member];
+                                             void check; unsigned check;
+                                     
+		                                     -- Peter da Silva  
+
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+Date: Sun, 21 Feb 93 14:01:45 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0059@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (uvg naq eha cnhyvar)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0059] SPEECH: John Perry Barlow ... National Security & Competitiveness
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: gnu@toad.com (John Gilmore)
+Subject: Remarks of John Perry Barlow to the First International Symposium on National Security & National Competitiveness
+Date: Sun, 21 Feb 93 13:27:00 -0800
+
+Date: Sun, 21 Feb 1993 07:35:20 -0500
+From: Dave Farber <farber@central.cis.upenn.edu>
+
+Remarks of John Perry Barlow
+to the First International Symposium on
+National Security & National Competitiveness
+
+McLean, Virginia
+December 1, 1992
+
+I can't tell you the sense of strangeness that comes over someone who earns
+his living writing Grateful Dead songs, addressing people who earn their
+livings as many of you do, especially after hearing the last speaker. If
+you don't appreciate the irony of our appearing in succession, you have no
+sense of irony at all. You and I inhabit very different worlds, but I am
+pleased to note, as my presence here strongly suggests, these two worlds
+may be growing closer. 
+
+The reason I am here has absolutely nothing to do with the Grateful Dead.
+I'm here because I met a fellow named Mitch Kapor in 1989. Despite obvious
+differences, I felt as if we'd both been up in the same saucer or
+something...that we shared a sense of computers being more than just better
+adding machines or a better typewriters. We saw that computers, connected
+together, had the capacity to create an environment which human beings
+could and did inhabit. 
+
+Yesterday, I was encouraged to hear evidence that [former Presidential
+Science Advisor] Dr. Jay Keyworth and [Conference Organizer and former CIA
+agent] Robert Steele, might have been up in that saucer too.  The people
+who share this awareness are natives of the future.  People who have a hard
+time with it may always be immigrants.  
+
+When Mitch and I saw that computers had created a place, we started asking
+some questions about what kind of place it was....what were the operating
+terms and conditions of this place, what kinds of people already lived
+there, who was going to inhabit it, what was going on in it, did it have a
+name?
+
+We decided to name it Cyberspace, after Bill Gibson's description of a
+futuristic place rather like it which we found in his novel Neuromancer. 
+Rather than being a figment of Bill's imagination, we felt that Cyberspace
+was already up and happening. 
+
+Indeed, if you're having trouble with the concept, ask yourself where phone
+conversation takes place.  That's right. Cyberspace is where you are when
+you're on the phone. It's also where most of your money is, unless you keep
+it in Krugerands buried out in the garden...which I suppose some folks in
+this room might just do.  It's also...and I think this is very important...
+the place where the greater part of the world's business is happening now.
+
+So it's a highly significant locale, and yet it's invisible to most of the
+people who are in it every day of their lives.  I believe it was Marshall
+McLuhan who said, "We don't know who it was that discovered water, but
+we're pretty sure it wasn't a fish..."  
+
+In any case, when EFF first got together, our principal concern was making
+certain the U.S. Constitution applied to Cyberspace.  We could see the
+government, specifically the Secret Service, taking actions which made it
+obvious that they didn't quite get it.  They didn't seem to be acting out
+malice, but they were, at best, differently clued.  They clearly didn't
+understand that the First Amendment applied as certainly to bytes as it did
+to ink on paper. 
+
+At the time we thought that we could just hire a few nasty civil liberties
+lawyers from New York to put the fear of God in them, and that would be
+that.  But it's been like tugging at a thread on your sweater, where you
+begin to pull, and pretty soon you have more thread on the ground than on
+your back.  It turns out that there are questions raised in this
+environment to which we don't have good answers.
+
+Indeed, it turns out that this is a place where the First Amendment...along
+with just about every other law on the planet...is a local ordinance. 
+There are no clean jurisdictional boundaries. This is a place which may
+always be outside the law. This may be an unwelcome concept, but it is
+true, and it is something we will all have to grapple with as society moves
+into the virtual world. 
+
+I believe you folks in the Intelligence Community are going to challenged
+by these issues as directly as anyone. This is because intelligence, and
+especially the CIA and NSA, are supposed to work under stern guidelines
+intended to separate the domestic from the foreign.  You're not supposed to
+be conducting domestic surveillance.  Well, in Cyberspace, the difference
+between domestic and foreign, in fact the difference between any country
+and any other country, the difference between us and them, is extremely
+blurry. If it exists at all... 
+
+This is also an economic environment in which everyone seems to be
+everywhere at once.  I hear you're becoming interested in protecting
+American Business from foreign espionage. But against this "everywhereness"
+it becomes very difficult to say, "Alright, this is our guy, this is
+General Motors, we're going to take care of his interests."  Nothing is so
+cleanly delineated.   
+
+These are a few of the fundamental changes which arise as a result of
+literally moving out of the world of experience and onto the map of
+information. Another one which is especially pertinent to the people in
+this room, is what happens when you have direct e-mail access to every
+member of your organization.  
+
+This can have a terrifically decentralizing effect on structure.  It
+weakens hierarchy.  It flattens the organization.  It can create one hell
+of a lot of confusion, even as it speeds response time. There are in this
+room representatives of some tall and rigid outfits.  Prepare for the
+possibility that your organization is about to go all flat and squishy due
+to tenderizing influence of e-mail.
+
+We are also looking at a complete redefinition of ownership and property. 
+I mean, we now have the mind as our principle source of commercial goods.
+At last it seems we can we can really get something for nothing.  As
+recently as fifteen years ago all new wealth derived from minerals
+extraction or agriculture.  Everything else was simply passing it around. 
+No longer must you rip your goods from the ground. You don't have to wait
+for the sun to grow some.  New wealth can be had by just sitting around and
+rubbing some facts together...essentially what you folks have been doing
+all along.  This economy of virtual substance is a fundamental change and
+one which you can exploit if you're willing.
+
+We're also looking at some fundamental shifts in the nature of property.
+This is going to be relevant to you as you move into a more open
+interaction with the rest of the world.  In an information economy, much
+depends on the sanctity of copyright. But copyright, it turns out, derives
+most of its force from the physical manifestation of intellectual property.
+ Copyright protects expression, the thing that happens when you print a
+book or press a record.  In Cyberspace, you don't get that manifestation.
+It never goes physical.
+
+So the bottles we have been relying on for the protection of our
+intellectual goods are disappearing, and, since we've been selling bottles
+and not wine all along, we will soon have a lot of wine and nothing to put
+it in. Interesting problems will arise. They're already upon us.
+
+In any case, when EFF saw the multitude of things going on in this arena,
+we battened ourselves down for the long haul, and we are dealing with a
+whole range of issues, including the Open Platform initiative.  Which is
+our effort to try to deploy something like universal data service.
+
+We believe that the best thing that could happen for the American economy,
+and actually the best thing that could happen for liberty on the Planet
+Earth, would be to make everyone capable of jacking in if they want to.  
+
+We find that other countries are lagging in this.  For example, the
+Japanese see absolutely no use for high speed personal data connections.
+The folks at NTT certainly can't see any reason to trade their 70,000
+operators on digital switches.  So we have a significant leg up on the
+Japanese that is not well known in this country.
+
+Another thing that we are working on is the FBI's Digital Telephony
+proposal which is, as you may know, the idea that we should stop all
+telecommunications progress in this country in order to accommodate the FBI
+is just amazing to me, and yet it somehow manage to live on Congress.  
+
+Also, for those of you whose badges say U.S. Government [code for National
+Security Agency], we are trying to overturn NSA's data encryption embargo. 
+It's our position that trying to embargo software is like trying to embargo
+wind. This is a fact that you are going to have to come to grips with. 
+Digitized information is very to stamp classified or keep contained.
+
+This stuff is incredibly leaky and volatile.  It's almost a life form in
+its ability to self-propagate.  If something hits the Net...and it's
+something which people on there find interesting...it will spread like a
+virus of the mind.  I believe you must simply accept the idea that we are
+moving into an environment where any information which is at all
+interesting to people is going to get out.  And there will be very little
+that you can do about it.  This is not a bad thing in my view, but you may
+differ...
+
+I'm going to talk a little bit now about the very nature of information. 
+This conference, I must say, has blown me away.  I had no idea there were
+people in your [the intelligence] community talking about these things.  I
+am pleased and gratified by the folks I have met here and talked to
+personally, but I want to reiterate Dr. Keyworth's phrase yesterday: which
+is that government, especially  American government, must end its obsession
+with secrecy.
+
+We must do so because we are engaged in...and I don't want to use the word
+warfare here...we are engaged in form of economic competition where our
+principal advantage is our ability to distribute information. It is not our
+ability to conceal it.  
+
+Perhaps this has always been true. Let me tell you a story. Last year, I
+was addressing the computer security establishment at the Department of
+Energy.  These are the people in charge of protecting the computers that
+nuclear weapons get designed on. 
+The other keynote speaker at this conference was, uh, Edward Teller.
+[Laughter.] Yeah, well, I was pretty sure if evil walked the planet, its
+name was Edward Teller.  Anyway, I got up and said that I wasn't sure that
+DOE's secrecy was an asset.  I wasn't going to say that it was a liability,
+so much as beside the point. After all, I know how to make an atomic bomb.
+
+You give me five and a half pounds of weapons grade plutonium and a week in
+my garage and I'll give you a nuclear weapon.  It will be dirty, but it
+will work.  The problem for anyone who wants to do this is that they can't
+get enough industrial capacity ginned up to create the plutonium.  I mean,
+I just can't get my high temperature gas diffusion centrifuges to work. 
+Indeed, it takes a whole society to put them together, even if the design
+information is available.  It is not the information, which is readily
+available, that is crucial.  It is the ability to execute that is the
+critical factor.
+
+I was interested to see how Dr. Teller would respond to that. To my
+surprise and satisfaction, he got up and agreed with me completely. He went
+on to say that he had never found a nuclear secret that the Russians could
+not obtain within a year of its development.  Where they couldn't compete
+with us was in the areas where we were wide open.  He cited the electronics
+industry, saying that at the end of World War II, we were about 20 years
+ahead of the Russians in nuclear weapons design, and roughly neck and neck
+in the electronics.  
+
+Both sides entered a closed program on nuclear weapons design. And we went
+into a wild free-for-all in electronics.  I mean, you should know that in
+the computer business, there are so many loose lips, you actually have to
+really try not to learn what you competitor is up to.  Computer scientists
+are the meetingest bunch of people you ever saw, and when they meet, they
+tell one anther everything.  
+
+The results of this approach speak for themselves.  As Dr. Teller pointed
+out, by the time the Russians quit being a threat, they had moved to a
+position of parity with us in nuclear weapons, but they were 25 to 30 years
+behind us in electronics.
+
+I suspect one reasons for this conference is to figure out how you guys are
+going to make your living now that the Party's Over.  I believe the
+Intelligence Community still has a role.  We are entering the Information
+Age.  And Information, after all, is what you do.  You have an edge in the
+field, and I would hate to see you blow your lead.  
+
+But there are some serious issues about information which must be dealt
+with, and they have almost nothing to do with whether it is open or closed.
+ The real questions regarding information relate to usability...whether or
+not it is meaningful, whether or not it is relevant, whether or not it
+accurate, whether or not it is genuinely useful.  
+
+There is, for example, an enormous amount of information on the Net. But
+the signal-to-noise ratio on the net is terrible. There's an awful lot of
+racket.  So I suppose you do get a kind of secrecy, rather as in those
+fancy restaurants with the highly reflective walls, where you can hear the
+people shouting at you at your table, but you can't make out what anyone
+else is saying for the hub-bub. It's the intimacy of white noise.
+
+You folks have some expertise in an important function: sorting out that
+which is relevant from the huge spray of data that is coming at everyone. 
+That is an important problem that is largely overlooked...so far the
+software solutions to it don't strike me as being much good.  We talk about
+"smart agents" but they aren't smart, they're pretty dumb.  You send them
+out and they return with too much.  
+
+The problem is that the difference between data and information is meaning,
+something machines know little of. To determine whether data are
+meaningful, whether they are, in fact, information, you must pass them
+through a human mind.  There is also a question of authority, reliability,
+and bias.  For example, I think one of the things you will find in using
+open sources is that most media are intentionally designed to evoke a
+fearful response in the reader.  I mean, fear sells, as well you know.  
+
+Perhaps you have an important role in certifying the reliability of
+materials in open circulation. Perhaps you are already engaged in it. I
+recently got a call from a friend who is an expert on computer networking
+in the Confederation of Independent States, or whatever they call what's
+left of the Evil Empire these days.  He was in a terrible state. He said,
+"I just got visited by the CIA, I don't know what to do. They showed up and
+wanted to know all about my most recent report. I'm afraid they're going to
+try to make me a CIA agent!" A scary thought, eh?
+
+I told him, "Look, it seems to me you already are a CIA agent." They're
+just trying to figure out if you're a good one!" 
+
+We may find that there are many CIA agents, of widely varying reliability.
+The real CIA agents will have the subtler job of finding out which of them
+is telling the truth.
+
+The most important problem which the intelligence community must now
+confront relates to your own bureaucratic sclerosis and the pace at which
+information moves through your honeycomb of secrecy. The future, as IBM is
+learning, will be to the supple and swift and not necessarily to the
+mighty.
+
+In a world moving as rapidly as this one, information becomes incredibly
+time sensitive. Even if you do...as I think you absolutely must...eliminate
+the unnecessary classification within and without your organizations, you
+still have all the cumbersome buffers of bureaucracy to contend with. 
+
+As I was preparing these remarks, I considered coming in here and
+suggesting that you break up the CIA into about five different private
+companies and go into business.  That's probably too good an idea to
+implement.  But it seems worthy of consideration.  There is something that
+happens to your sense of urgency when you have a bottom line.  You know
+that if you don't deliver, someone else will, which might be exactly the
+though to leave you on.
+
+I would like to thank you very much for your indulgence of an entirely
+different perspective.  I've genuinely enjoyed this opportunity to get to
+know you.
+
+
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+Subject: [surfpunk-0060] TRANSCRIPT: Clinton Visits SGI, Outlines Tech Initiative
+
+It's not PGP signed by White House, so I'm not sure it's genuine.  
+Keith says it's from usenet, comp.something.sgi.something.     --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+# From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+
+# From schuman@kaweah.esd.sgi.com (Aaron Schuman)
+# Subject: Re: Clinton Visits SGI, Outlines Tech Initiative
+# Date: Tue, 23 Feb 93 17:53:08 GMT
+
+
+       E X E C U T I V E   O F F I C E   O F   T H E   P R E S I D E N T
+
+
+
+                             THE WHITE HOUSE
+
+                      Office of the Press Secretary
+______________________________________________________________
+For Immediate Release                          February 22, 1993     
+
+	
+                         REMARKS BY THE PRESIDENT
+                          AND VICE PRESIDENT TO
+                        SILICON GRAPHICS EMPLOYEES
+	
+                             Silicon Graphics
+                      Mountain View, California    
+
+
+10:00 A.M. PST
+	
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  First of all, I want to thank you all for the 
+introduction to your wonderful company.  I want to thank Ed and Ken --we 
+saw them last night with a number of other of the executives from Silicon 
+Valley -- people, many of them with whom I've worked for a good length of 
+time; many of whom the Vice President's known for a long time in 
+connection with his work on supercomputing and other issues.
+	
+	We came here today for two reasons, and since mostly we just want 
+to listen to you I'll try to state this briefly.  One reason was to pick 
+this setting to announce the implementation of the technology policy we 
+talked about in the campaign, as an expression of what we think the 
+national government's role is in creating a partnership with the private 
+sector to generate more of these kinds of companies, more technological 
+advances to keep the United States always on the cutting edge of change 
+and to try to make sure we'll be able to create a lot of good new jobs 
+for the future.
+	
+	The second reason -- can I put that down?  We're not ready yet 
+for this.  The second reason I wanted to come here is, I think the 
+government ought to work like you do.  (Applause.)  And before that can 
+ever happen we have to be able to get the people, the Congress, and the 
+press who have to interpret all this to the people to imagine what we're 
+talking about.  
+	
+	I have, for example, the first state government in the country 
+that started a total quality management program in all the departments of 
+government, trying to figure out how we could reinvent the government.  
+And I basically believe my job as President is to try to adjust America 
+in good ways so that we can win in the 21st century, so that we can make 
+change our friend and not our enemy.
+	
+	Ed said that you plan your new products knowing they'll be 
+obsolete within 12 to 18 months, and you want to be able to replace them.  
+We live in an era of constant change.  And America's biggest problem, if 
+you look at it through that lens, is that for too many people change is 
+an enemy, not a friend.  I mean, one reason you're all so happy is you 
+found a way to make change your friend, right?  Diversity is a strength, 
+not a source of division, right?  (Applause.)  Change is a way to make 
+money, not throw people out of work, right?  
+	
+	If you decentralize and push decisions made down to the lowest 
+possible level you enable every employee to live up to the fullest of 
+their ability.  And you don't make them -- by giving them a six-week 
+break every four years, you don't force them to make these sharp 
+divisions between your work life and your private life.  It's sort of a 
+seamless web.  These are things we need to learn in America, and we need 
+to incorporate even into more traditional workplaces.
+	
+	So I'd like to start -- we'll talk about the technology policy 
+later, and the Vice President, who had done so much work, will talk a lot 
+about the details at the end of this meeting.  But I just want to start 
+by telling you that one of our missions -- in order to make this whole 
+thing work we're going to have to make the government work differently.
+	
+	Example:  We cut the White House staff by 25 percent to set a 
+standard for cutting inessential spending in the government.  But the 
+work load of the White House is way up.  We're getting all-time record 
+telephone calls and letters coming in, and we have to serve our 
+customers, too.  Our customers are the people that put us there, and if 
+they have to wait three months for an answer to a letter, that's not 
+service.
+	
+	But when we took office, I walked into the Oval Office -- it's 
+supposed to be the nerve center of the United States -- and we found 
+Jimmy Carter's telephone system.  (Laughter.)  All right.  No speaker 
+phone, no conference calls, but anybody in the office could punch the 
+lighted button and listen to the President talk.  (Laughter.)  So that I 
+could have the conference call I didn't want but not the one I did.  
+(Laughter and applause.)
+	
+	Then we went down into the basement where we found Lyndon 
+Johnson's switchboard.  (Laughter.)  True story -- where there were four 
+operators working from early morning till late at night -- literally, 
+when a phone would come and they'd say, "I want to talk to the Vice 
+President's office," they would pick up a little cord and push it into a 
+little hole.  (Laughter.)  That's today -- right?
+	
+	We found procedures that were so bureaucratic and cumbersome for 
+procurement that Einstein couldn't figure them out, and all the offices 
+were organized in little closed boxes -- just the opposite of what you 
+see.
+	
+	In our campaign, however -- we ran an organization in the 
+presidential campaign that was very much like this.  Most decisions were 
+made in a great big room in morning meetings that we had our senior staff 
+in, but any 20-year-old volunteer who had a good idea could walk right in 
+and say, "here's my idea."  Some of them were very good and we 
+incorporated them.
+	
+	And we had a man named Ellis Mottur who helped us to put together 
+our technology policy who said -- he was one of our senior citizens; he 
+was in his 50s.  (Laughter.)  And he said, "I've been writing about high-
+performance work organizations all my life.  And this is the first one 
+I've ever worked in and it has no organizational chart.  I can't figure 
+out what it looks like on paper, but it works."
+	
+	The Vice President was making fun of me when we were getting 
+ready for the speech I gave Wednesday night to the Congress; it was like 
+making sausage.  People were running in and out saying, put this in and 
+take this out.  (Laughter.)  But it worked.  You know, it worked.  
+(Applause.)  
+	
+	So I want to hear from you, but I want you to know that we have 
+hired a person at the Office of Management and Budget who has done a lot 
+of work in creating new businesses and turning businesses around -- to 
+run the management part of that.  We're trying to review all these 
+indictments that have been issued over the last several years about the 
+way the federal government is run.  But I want you to know that I think a 
+major part of my missions is to literally change the way the national 
+government works, spends your tax dollars, so that we can invest more and 
+consume less and look toward the future.  And that literally will 
+require rethinking everything about the way the government operates.
+	
+	The government operates so much to keep bad things from happening 
+that there's very little energy left in some places to make good things 
+happen.  If you spend all your time trying to make sure nothing bad 
+happens there's very little time and money and human energy left to make 
+good things happen.  We're going to try to pare away a lot of that 
+bureaucracy and speed up the decision-making process and modernize it.  
+And I know a lot of you can help.  Technology is a part of that, but so 
+is organization and empowerment, which is something you've taught us 
+again today.  And I thank you very much.  (Applause.)
+	
+	We want to do a question and answer now, and then the Vice 
+President is going to talk in more detail about our technology policy 
+later.  But that's what we and Ed agreed to do.  He's my boss today; I'm 
+doing what he -- (laughter.)  So I wonder if any of you have a question 
+you want to ask us, or a comment you want to make. 
+	
+	Yes, go ahead.
+	
+	Q	Now that Silicon Graphics has entered the supercomputer 
+arena, supercomputers are subject to very stringent and costly export 
+controls.  Is part of your agenda to review the export control system, 
+and can industry count on export regulations that will keep pace with 
+technology advances in our changing world?
+	
+	THE VICE PRESIDENT:  Let me start off on that.  As you may know, 
+the President appointed as the Deputy Secretary of Commerce John 
+Rollwagon who was the CEO at Cray.  And he and Ron Brown, the Secretary 
+of Commerce, have been reviewing a lot of procedures for stimulating U.S. 
+exports around the world.  And we're going to be a very export-oriented 
+administration.
+	
+	However, we are also going to keep a close eye on the legitimate 
+concerns that have in the past limited the free export of some 
+technologies that can make a dramatic difference in the ability of a 
+Gaddafi or a Saddam Hussein to develop nuclear weapons or ICBMs. 
+	Now, in some cases in the past, these legitimate concerns have 
+been interpreted and implemented in a way that has frustrated American 
+business unnecessarily.  There are, for example, some software packages 
+that are available off the shelves in stores here that are, nevertheless, 
+prohibited from being exported.  And sometimes that's a little bit 
+unrealistic.  On the other hand, there are some in business who are 
+understandably so anxious to find new customers that they will not 
+necessarily pay as much attention as they should to what the customer 
+might use this new capacity for.  And that's a legitimate role for 
+government, to say, hold on, the world will be a much more dangerous 
+place if we have 15 or 20 nuclear powers instead of five or six; and if 
+they have ICBMs and so forth.
+	
+	So it's a balance that has to be struck very carefully.  And 
+we're going to have a tough nonproliferation strategy while we promote 
+more exports.
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  If I might just add to that -- the short answer 
+to your question, of course, is yes, we're going to review this.  And let 
+me give you one example.  Ken told me last night at dinner that --he 
+said, if we export substantially the same product to the same person, if 
+we have to get one permit to do it we'll have to get a permit every time 
+we want to do the same thing over and over again.  They always give it to 
+us, but we have to wait six months and it puts us behind the competitive 
+arc.  Now, that's something that ought to be changed, and we'll try to 
+change that.
+	
+	We also know that some of our export controls, rules and 
+regulations, are a function of the realities of the Cold War which aren't 
+there anymore.  But what the Vice President was trying to say, 
+and he said so well -- I just want to reemphasize -- our biggest security 
+problem in the future may well be the proliferation of nuclear and 
+nonnuclear, like biological and chemical weapons of mass destruction to 
+small, by our standards, countries with militant governments who may not 
+care what the damage to their own people could be.  So that's something 
+we have to watch very closely.
+	
+	But apart from that, we want to move this much more quickly and 
+we'll try to slash a lot of the time delays where we ought to be doing 
+these things.
+	
+	Q	Mr. President, Mr. Vice President, you've seen scientific 
+visualization in practice here.  As a company we're also very interested 
+in ongoing research in high-performance computing and scientific 
+visualization.  Can we expect to see a change in the national scientific 
+agenda that includes scientific visualization?  Right now I don't see the 
+scientific visualization as being represented, for example, on the FCCSET 
+committee.
+	
+	THE VICE PRESIDENT:  It is a good question.  One of the people 
+who flew out here with us for this event and for the release of the 
+technology policy in just a few minutes is Dr. Jack Gibbons, who is in 
+the back of the room -- the President's science advisor and head of the 
+Office of Science and Technology Policy.  And he will be in charge of the 
+FCCSET process.  That's an acronym that -- what does it stand for, Jack -
+- the Federal Coordinating Council on Science and Engineering Technology.  
+And visualization will play a key role in the deliberations of the 
+FCCSET.
+	
+	We were actually, believe it or not, talking about this a little 
+bit with Dr. Gibbons on the way over here.  I had hearings one time where 
+a scientist used sort of technical terms that he then explained --it made 
+an impression on me.  He said, if you tried to describe the human mind in 
+terms applicable to a computer you'd say we have a low bit rate but high 
+resolution.  (Laughter.)  Meaning --this is one of the few audiences I 
+can use that line with.  (Laughter and applause.)
+	
+	But he went on to explain what that means.  When we try to absorb 
+information bit by bit, we don't have a huge capacity to do it.  That's 
+why the telephone company, after extensive studies, decided that seven 
+numbers were the most that we could keep in short-term memory.  And then 
+they added three more.  (Laughter.)  But if we can see lots of 
+information portrayed visually in a pattern or mosaic, where each bit of 
+data relates to all of the others, we can instantly absorb a lot of 
+information.  We can all recognize the Milky Way, for example, even 
+though there are trillions of points of light, stars, and so forth.
+	
+	And so the idea of incorporating visualization as a key component 
+of this strategy is one that we recognize as very important and we're 
+going to pursue it.
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  Let me just add one thing to that.  First of all, 
+I told the crowd last night that the Vice President was the only person 
+ever to hold national office in America who knew what the gestalt of the 
+gigabit is.  (Laughter.)  But anyway -- and now we're going to get some 
+very funny articles out of this.  They're going to make fun of us for 
+being policy wonks.  (Laughter.)
+	
+	Let me say something to sort of take this one step further.  This 
+whole visualization movement that you have been a part of in your line of 
+work is going to merge in a very short time with the whole business in 
+traditional education theory called applied academics.  We're now finding 
+with just sort of basic computer work in the elementary schools of our 
+country dramatic differences in learning curves among people who can see 
+the work they're doing as opposed to people who are supposed to read it.  
+And we're now finding that the IQs of young people who might take a 
+vocational track in school may not be 
+all that different from kids that would stay in a traditional academic 
+track and wind up at Stanford, but their learning patterns are 
+dramatically different.
+	
+	And there are some people -- this is a huge new discovery, 
+basically, that's coming into the whole business of traditional 
+educational theory.  So someday what you're doing here will revolutionize 
+the basic teaching in our schools, starting at kindergarten and going 
+forward, so that the world of work and the world of education will begin 
+to be merged backwards all the way to the beginning.  And it's going to 
+be, I think, the most important thing we've ever done.  And very 
+important for proving that in a diverse population all people can reach 
+very high levels of achievement.
+	
+	MR. MCCRACKEN:  The President and Vice President have also come 
+here today to present a new national technology policy for the country.  
+Do you want to --
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  We'll answer some more questions.  (Applause.)  
+I'm going to forego my time and just let him announce the policy, so we 
+can hear some more questions.  Got to give the man equal time, I know.  
+(Laughter.)
+	
+	Q	I'd just like to say, I didn't vote for you; I wish I 
+had.  (Laughter.)
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  I hope you feel that way four years from now.  
+(Laughter and applause.)
+	
+	Q	Well, that's actually why I'm standing up -- I really see 
+a possibility in what you stand for and I really think this is why you 
+were elected.  That you say you stand for change; you said that during 
+your campaign.  I think the company believed that.  They're counting on 
+you -- I'm nervous -- and I just want to say we're really with the 
+country behind you.  I think that's why the statistics are saying that 
+we're willing to have our taxes increased, we're willing to have cuts, 
+because you say you're really going to do it this time and decrease the 
+deficit.  I hope to God that you do.  We need it not just for this 
+present time, but by your actually fulfilling on this it will make a 
+major change in how we feel about government; that when government says 
+they're going to make a difference and they really come through, it will 
+make a huge impact for the future.  And I'm really personally behind you 
+all the way.  I wish I'd voted for you.  (Applause.)
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  Thank you.  I really appreciate that.  Let me 
+make one comment in response if I might.  I think it's important -- and 
+you can help others understand this -- to understand why we have to 
+reduce the deficit, which is something that is normally not done when 
+unemployment is high.  And unemployment is still too high.  Even though 
+we're in an economic recovery, most of our recovery is due to high 
+productivity from firms that, in turn, this time are not hiring new 
+people for all kinds of reasons.  
+	
+	And we have to reduce the deficit for two reasons:  Number one, 
+if we don't -- we're already spending 15 percent of your tax money just 
+to pay interest on past debt.  If we don't change present patterns we'll 
+be over 20 cents by the year 2000.  That's money we should be spending on 
+education and technology in the future.
+	
+	Number two, the more money we take out of the pool of funds for 
+borrowing the more expensive it is for companies like this and other 
+companies that have to go into the markets and borrow to borrow.  Just 
+since the election, since we made it clear we were going to try to bring 
+the deficit down, long-term interest rates have dropped .7 of one 
+percent.  That is a huge savings for everybody that is going to borrow 
+money or that has a variable interest rate on a loan, whether it's a 
+home mortgage or a business loan or a car loan or whatever.  That's 
+important.
+	
+	The second thing we're trying to do that I know you will also 
+appreciate is to shift the balance of money we do spend more away from 
+consumption toward investment.  Investments in education technology, 
+environmental cleanup, and converting from a defense to a domestic 
+economy.  That one of the bizarre things that happened to us in the '80s 
+is that we increased the deficit first through defenses expenses and then 
+through exploding health care costs and increasing interest payments.  
+But we reduced our investments in the future and the things that make us 
+richer.
+	
+	So those are the changes we're trying to effect.  Let me just 
+make one other point.  I will not support raising anybody's taxes unless 
+budget cuts also pass.  (Applause.)
+	
+	Q	One of the things that Silicon Graphics has been really 
+successful is selling into the international markets, approximately 50 
+percent of our revenues come internationally, including a substantial 
+market in Japan.  What types of programs does your administration plan to 
+help the high-growth companies of the '90s sell to the international 
+markets?
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  Two things.  First of all, we intend to try to 
+open new markets and new markets in our region.  That is, I believe that 
+high-growth companies are going to -- to keep America growing, I believe 
+high-growth companies are going to have to sell south of the border more.  
+And to do that we have to negotiate trade agreements that will help to 
+raise incomes in those countries even as we are growing.  That's why I 
+support, with some extra agreements, the NAFTA agreement; and why I hope 
+we can have an agreement with Chile, and hope we can have an agreement 
+with other countries like Argentina that are making a serious effort to 
+build market economies.  Because we want to build new markets for all of 
+you.
+	
+	With Japan, I think what we have to do is to try to continue to 
+help more companies figure out how to do business there and keep pushing 
+them to open their markets.  I don't want to close American markets to 
+Japanese products, but it is the only nation with which we have a 
+persistent and unchanging structural deficit.
+	
+	The product deficit with Japan is not $43 billion, which is our 
+overall trade deficit, it is actually about $60 billion in product, in 
+manufactured production.  So we have -- we've got a lot of problems we 
+have to work out there.
+	
+	With Europe, we sometimes are in surplus, we're sometimes in 
+deficit, but it's a floating thing.  So it's more or less in balance.  
+With developing nations like Taiwan and Korea, those countries had big 
+surpluses with us, but as they became richer they brought them down, so 
+that we're more or less in balance.  We have our biggest trade 
+relationship with Canada and we're more or less in balance.
+	
+	So we have to work on this Japanese issue while trying to help 
+more of you get involved.  Let me make one final comment on that.  I 
+think we should devote more government resources to helping small and 
+medium-size companies figure out how to trade, because that's what the 
+Germans do with such great success and why they're one of the great 
+exporters of the world.  They don't waste a lot of money on the real big 
+companies that have already figured it out, but they have extra efforts 
+for small and medium-size companies to get them to think global from the 
+beginning of their endeavors.  And I think we're going to have to do more 
+of that.
+	
+	Q	In addition to concerns about the economy, Silicon 
+Graphics employees are also concerned about the environment.  Your 
+economic plan does a great job of promoting R&D investment.  Are there 
+any elements that are specifically targeted to promote the application of 
+Silicon Graphics' technology to environmental-friendly initiatives such 
+as the electric car or the -- train?
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  I think I should let the Vice President answer 
+that since it's his consuming passion.  And if I do it, his book sales 
+will go up again.  (Laughter.)  You see, we devoted a lot of time and 
+attention to that because -- for two reasons.  One is the environment 
+needs it.  Secondly, we think it's wonderful economics, because I believe 
+that all these environmental opportunities that are out there for us 
+represent a major chunk of what people who used to be involved in defense 
+technologies could be doing in the future if we're going to maintain a 
+high wage base in America.  
+	
+	So I'd like for the Vice President to talk a little about the 
+specifics that we're working on.
+	
+	THE VICE PRESIDENT:  That goal is integrated into the technology 
+plan as one of our key objectives.  The Japanese and the Germans are now 
+openly saying that the biggest new market in the history of world 
+business is the market for the new products, technologies and processes 
+that foster economic progress without environmental destruction.
+	
+	Some have compared the drive for environmental efficiency to the 
+movement for quality control and the quality revolution in the '60s and 
+'70s.  At that time, many companies in the United States felt that the 
+existing level of product quality was more or less ordained by the forces 
+of supply and demand and it couldn't be improved without taking it out of 
+the bottom line.  But the Japanese, taking U.S. innovations from Dr. 
+Demming and others, began to introduce a new theory of product quality 
+and simultaneously improved quality, profits, wages, and productivity. 
+	
+	The environmental challenge now presents us with the same 
+opportunity.  By introducing new attention to environmental efficiency at 
+every step along the way, we can simultaneously reduce the impact of all 
+our processes on the environment, improve environmental efficiency and 
+improve productivity at the same time.  We need to set clear specific 
+goals in the technology policy, in the economic plan.  
+	
+	And, you know, both the stimulus and the investment package focus 
+a great deal on environmental cleanup and environmental innovation.  And 
+whereas, we've talked a lot about roads and bridges in the past, and 
+they're a big part of this plan also, we're putting relatively more 
+emphasis as well on water lines and sewer lines and water treatment 
+plants and renovating the facilities in the national parks and cleaning 
+up trails; taking kids from inner cities and putting them to work 
+cleaning up trails in national parks, for example, as part of the summer 
+jobs programs.
+	
+	So you'll find when you look at both the technology plan and the 
+economic plan an enormous emphasis on the environment.  (Applause.)
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  Go ahead sir.  They say we have to quit in a 
+minute.  I'll take one more question after this.
+	
+	Q	Mr. President, Mr. Vice President, the news stories and 
+articles that the public has access to regarding the budget and the 
+economy are very often confusing and contradictory.  I might explain it 
+in the same terms you used:  the information is delivered low-bit rate, 
+but the problem is huge and requires the high-road's view.  So my 
+question is I wonder if you're using Lyndon Johnson's computer to analyze 
+the budget and the economy -- whether or not you might be open to using 
+some of the things you've seen here to get the bigger picture and also 
+communicate that to us.  (Laughter.)
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  Thank you.  There are two things I'd like to 
+respond to on that and I'd like to invite you to help.  I'd like to 
+invite you to help and I'd like to invite you to help on two grounds:  
+One is the simple ground of helping to decide which visual images best 
+capture the reality of where we are and where we're going.
+	
+	Senator Moynihan and I went to Franklin Roosevelt's home in Hyde 
+Park, New York, just a couple of days ago.  You may have seen the press 
+on it.  And on the way back he said to me that the challenges that we 
+face are different from those that Roosevelt faced, but just as profound.  
+Unemployment was higher and America was more devastated when he took 
+office, he said, but everybody knew what the problem was.  Therefore, he 
+had a lot of leeway working with the Congress in the beginning to work 
+toward a solution.  Now, he said, we are facing severe challenges to a 
+century of economic leadership and it's not clear to every American 
+exactly what the dimensions of the problem are.  
+	
+	The capacity you have to help me help the American people 
+conceptualize this is quite significant:  showing the trends in the 
+deficit, showing the trends in the investment, showing how the money is 
+spent now and how we propose to spend it.
+	
+	The second big problem we have you can see if you look at the 
+front page of USA Today today, which shows a traditional analysis, 
+yesterday's analysis -- of the business section -- of the economic 
+program.  It basically says, oh, it will bring unemployment a little and 
+it will increase economic growth a little if we do this, but not all that 
+much.  Now, why is that?  That's because traditional economic analysis 
+says that the only way the government can ever help the economy grow is 
+by spending more money and taxing less.  In other words, traditional 
+changing economics will run a bigger deficit.  
+		
+	But we can't do that.  The deficit is already so big, I can't run 
+the risk to the long-term stability of this country by going in and doing 
+that.
+	
+	This analysis doesn't really make a distinction between 
+investment and consumption; doesn't take any account of what we might to 
+with the technology policy or a trade policy to make the economy grow 
+faster; has no way of factoring in what other good things could happen in 
+the private market if you brought long term interests rates down through 
+the deficit.
+	
+	So you could also help us to reconceptualize this.  A lot of the 
+models that dominate policymaking are yesterday's models, too.  I'll give 
+you just one example.  The Japanese had a deficit about as big as ours 
+and they were increasing spending at 19 percent a year --government 
+spending -- back in the early '70s when the oil prices went way up and 
+they were more energy-dependant than we were on foreign oil.  And they 
+just decided they had change it, but they couldn't stop investing.  
+	
+	So they had a budget which drew a big distinction -- a literal 
+distinction -- legal distinction between investment and consumption and 
+they embarked on a 10 or 11-year effort to bring the budget into balance.  
+And during that time they increased investment and lowered unemployment 
+and increased growth through the right kind of spending and investment.  
+	
+	And I want to lead in, if I might, and ask the Vice President 
+before we go to give you some of the specifics of this technology policy 
+by making one more pitch to you about this whole economic plan.  This 
+plan has 150 specific budget cuts.  And I will be welcome -- I'm welcome 
+to more.  I told the Republican leadership if they had more budget cuts 
+that didn't compromise our economy, if they helped us, I would be glad to 
+embrace them.  I'm not hung up about that, but I did pretty good in four 
+weeks to find 150.  And I'll try to find some more on my own.
+	
+	It also has the revenue increases that you know about.  It also 
+has some spending increases and there will be debate about that.  There 
+will be people who say, well, just don't spend this new money, don't 
+immunize all the kids, don't fully fund Head Start, don't pay for this 
+technology policy, don't invest in all these environmental cleanup 
+things, and that way you won't have to raise taxes so much.  
+	
+	The problem is, if you look at the historic spending trends, we 
+are too low on investment and too high on the deficit -- and both are 
+problems.  And secondly, we've got to have some of these economic 
+cooperations in order to move the economy forward.
+	
+	So I want you to listen to what the Vice President says in that 
+context.  Because what you will hear is, we don't need to do what we 
+think we should do in this area.  If we don't, I think we'll be out of 
+competition.  People like you will do fine because you've got a good 
+company here, but the country as a whole will fall behind.  And you can 
+help on both those points.  
+	
+	So would you proceed?
+	
+	THE VICE PRESIDENT:  I want to give you just a few of the details 
+of this technology policy.  There will be a printed copy available and 
+you will be able to see for yourself all of the goals and all of the 
+elements of it.  
+	
+	But I want to start by describing how it fits into the 
+President's economic plan.  You know, some of the special interests who 
+oppose the President's plan are saying to the American people, don't pass 
+this plan because everything is fine just the way it is.  Well, anybody 
+who says everything is fine with our economy hasn't been to California 
+lately.  We need some change.  We can't stand the status quo.  
+(Applause.)
+	
+	California has to participate in the recovery in order for 
+America to have a recovery that is worth the name recovery.  So that we 
+can start creating new jobs.  And many of the high-skill, high-wage jobs 
+of the future are in technology areas.  And that's why a key component of 
+the President's economic plan is the technology policy that we're 
+announcing here today.
+	
+	It starts with an appreciation of the importance of continuing 
+basic R&D, because that's the foundation for all of the exciting products 
+that this company and others like this company come up with.  It 
+continues with an emphasis on improving education, because in order for 
+companies like this one to survive and prosper in the world economy, we 
+as a nation have to have highly educated, well-trained young men and 
+women coming out of colleges on to campuses like this -- it's not called 
+-- you call it a campus, right?  That's the term that's very common now.
+	
+	We also have to pay attention to the financial environment in 
+which companies like this have to exist.  In order for this company to 
+attract investors for the kind of products that you are building here, 
+you have got to be able to tell them that the interest rates are not 
+going to be too high if they're borrowing money to invest; you've got to 
+be able to tell them, look, President Clinton is making permanent the R&D 
+tax credit, for example, and there are going to be specific new 
+provisions in the law to  encourage investment in high-risk ventures that 
+are very common in the high-technology area.
+	
+	And then this plan makes specific investments in something called 
+the national information infrastructure.  Now, infrastructure is a five-
+dollar word that used to describe roads, bridges, water lines, and sewer 
+lines.  But if we're going to compete in the 21st century, we have to 
+invest in a new kind of infrastructure. 
+	
+	During the Industrial Revolution, the nations that competed most 
+successfully were often ones that did the best job of building deep-water 
+ports; those that did the best job of putting in good railway systems to 
+carry the coal and the products to the major centers where they were 
+going to be sold and consumed.  But now we are seeing a change in the 
+definition of commerce.  Technology plays a much more important role.  
+Information plays a much more important role.
+	
+	And one of the things that this plan calls for is the rapid 
+completion of a nationwide network of information super highways.  
+(Applause.)  So that the kind of demonstrations that we saw upstairs will 
+be accessible in everybody's home.  We want to make it possible for a 
+school child to come home after class and, instead of just playing 
+Nintendo, to plug into a digital library that has color-moving graphics 
+that respond interactively to that child's curiosity.
+	
+	Now, that's not the only reason to have such a network or a 
+national information infrastructure.  Think about the importance of 
+software.  If we could make it possible for talented   young software 
+writers here in Silicon Valley and elsewhere in the United States to sell 
+their latest product by downloading it from their desk into a nationwide 
+network that represented a marketplace with an outlet right there in that 
+person's home or business, we would make it possible for the men and 
+women who are interested in technology jobs here in the United States to 
+really thrive and prosper.
+	
+	And in keeping with one of the questions that was asked earlier 
+about how we can export more into the world marketplace and how we can be 
+more successful in world competition, one way is by making our own 
+domestic market the most challenging, most exciting, with the most 
+exacting standards and levels of quality of any nation in the world.  And 
+then we will naturally roll out of our domestic marketplace into the 
+world marketplace and compete successfully with our counterparts 
+everywhere in the world.
+	
+	Now, there are some other specific elements of this package which 
+you can read for yourself when you see the formal package.  Let me just 
+list them very briefly:  A permanent extension of the research and 
+experimentation tax credit; completion of the national information 
+infrastructure; specific investments in advanced manufacturing technology 
+with measures such as -- (applause.)  And in response to one of the 
+questions that was asked over here, there is a specific program on high-
+speed rail to do the work necessary, to lay the foundation for a 
+nationwide network of high-speed rail transportation, and a specific 
+project to work cooperatively with the automobile companies in the United 
+States of America to facilitate the more rapid development of a new 
+generation of automobiles that will beat all the world standards and 
+position our automobile industry to dominate the automobile industry of 
+the future in the world.  (Applause.)
+	
+	We also have a specific goal to apply technology to education and 
+training.  Dr. Gibbon* and others have given a tremendous amount of 
+thought to this because, after all of the dashed hopes and false 
+expectations for computers in schools, ironically, we now have a new 
+generation of educational hardware and software that really can make a 
+revolutionary difference in the classroom, and it's time to use it.  
+(Applause.)
+	
+	And we are going to save billions of dollars each year part way 
+through this decade with the full implementation of environmental 
+technologies and energy efficiency technologies, starting with federal 
+buildings.  We're going to save a billion dollars a year in 1997 just in 
+the energy costs of federal buildings around the United States by using 
+off-the-shelf technology that has a four-year payback on the investment.  
+And then we're going to encourage the use of those technologies around 
+the country, and we're going to invest in the more rapid creation of new 
+generations of that technology.
+	
+	Now, the other details of this technology program will be 
+available in the handout that's going to be passed out here.  And any of 
+you who have ideas on how we can improve it and make better use of 
+technology, we invite you to contact us and let us know how we can 
+improve this program as we go along.  
+	
+	But one final word.  The President's economic program is based, 
+as he said, on cutting spending; reducing the deficit over time, 
+including with some revenue increases that are progressive and fair; and 
+also investing in those things which we know will create good, high-wage, 
+high-skilled jobs here in the United States.  You all are pioneers in a 
+sense, showing how that can be accomplished.  We want to make it easier 
+for working men and women throughout this company and other companies to 
+follow your example and to create more jobs in high technology.  
+	
+	And that is the focus of this economic -- of this technology 
+policy, which is part of the overall plan to create more jobs for the 
+American people and get our economy moving again.  (Applause.)
+	
+	THE PRESIDENT:  Thank you very much.  (Applause.) 
+
+                            END10:41 A.M. PST
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
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+________________________________________________________________________
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+Date: Sun, 7 Mar 93 02:37:49 PST
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+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (yvpxvat jnfnor sebz haqre zl svatreanvyf)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0061] FAQ: SURFPUNK Fequently Asked Questions v0.0
+Approved: surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com
+
+Archive-name: zines/surfpunk-faq
+Version: 0.0
+Last-modified: 7 March 1993
+Periodicity: the epoch
+
+                    | Every mailing list is a niche, 
+                    | with its own fitness functions, of course...
+                    | 
+                    |      -- jesse@picasso.ocis.temple.edu (Jesse Davis)
+                    |__________________________________________________
+
+Here I have finally listed the most frequent answers (and questions) I am
+hearing on this side of the "surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com" mail alias.
+
+My correspondents say things on lines that start "#%d".  I have perserved
+the anonymity of most of these correspondents, since these things
+are often scrapped from personal email.
+
+Lines that don't start "#" are by me, and might contain facts.   --strick
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+#0  What is surfpunk about?
+
+if it's new, if it's exciting, if it could only happen on the net.
+
+#1 Here I am, sitting in hot bathwater, typing on the (dry) laptop,
+#1 listening to a mix of _La Femme Nikita_ explosions, screams, and
+
+were my electronic existance so exciting ....  the only time I saw
+La Femme Nakita was Version Original with Danish subtitres, so if
+you ever want to see it again, with some portion of it in english,
+let me know.   I'd love to know waht it was about ..
+
+me, i'm just sitting in my office, at the old sun4..
+
+Methinks I can swing it, to run SLIP and an X server on my mac, and
+be able to FUNCTION in a reasonablly electronik manner from my very
+own hot bathwater, too.   Have to figure out how to do this ...
+
+
+#1 How has life been with you?
+
+went to 2600 meeting last night.  lots of People Of Handles are in town
+for the big conference for Cypherpunks, Freemasons and Piracy next week -- 
+both Emmanuel Goldstein and Phiber Optik were in from New York.
+Bruce Sterling and a bunch are doing a thang tomorrow night, but alas,
+I travel to Portland Oregon tomorrow, for the ANSI C++ standards meeting.
+
+Really dissappointed to miss CFP.
+
+#1 (paying) desktop on the planet..  A good move, demanded by their
+#1 investors and government and corporate customers, terribly timed...
+
+yeah, it does make sense.
+
+
+#25 Subject: OK. Thrill me.
+#25 
+#25 Can I sample a few bytes of your juice?
+#25 
+#25 I'm trapped in Geneva with only an AT&T-Mail(TM) account (not even mine).
+#25 Good friends in the middle-east sector fwd me some USENET stuff
+#25 in order to ease my sensory-deprivation.
+#25 
+#25 Funny place. You do a mix or a video and people go:
+#25 "How cute, it's a computer".
+#25 MTV is the peak of futuristic activity here (they LOVE "Unplugged").
+#25 Hurry! re-plug me before it's too late!
+
+
+#75         Can you add me to the surfpunk list?  It sounds quite interesting...
+#75 Also, when're you hitting Atlanta again?
+
+
+#106 What the hell is _Et_Tu_Babe_?  Is it more of this
+#106 stream-of-cabletelevision-channel-flipping crap?
+#106 I've read matchbook covers of greater literary worth
+#106 than this blender spew.
+#106 
+#106 That's the problem with you kids today -- no knowledge of the truth,
+#106 and when you make a fiction, it's stupid and based on the 30second
+#106 attention span.
+
+
+
+#31         I think that you should consider the zen article in the SubG Digest
+#31 I just sent you a contribution to the surfpunk.
+
+
+#34     From: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+#34
+#34    TESTING:  This is SURFPUNK Technical Journal Number One.
+#34
+#34 Next time:  a hole in the cyber spacesuit.
+#34
+#34 We'll be there.
+#34
+#34 Unless THEY find out.
+
+food for thought, grounds for further research.
+
+
+#1 230 NeXT people sent home, 100 of whom (all hardware people,
+#1 interestingly enough) are now working at NeXT-investor and technology
+#1 supplier Canon.  Just a few weeks later, many sales people are taken
+
+aha!  cool.
+
+#76 surfpunk is a smashing success/monster, eh?
+#76 
+#76 several folk i know want to subscribe ... would you rather i setup
+#76 a local exploder and then i can subscribe them and not hassle you?
+
+#105 And if I don't get my stapler back, i'm, i'm going to set the building
+#105 on fire.  if they make me move my desk one, one more time, i'm going
+#105 to set the building on fire.
+
+
+
+#21 I love you,
+#21 
+#21 Michelle
+#21 
+#21 
+#21 ^X^C
+#21 ^X^X^X^X
+#21 ^Z^Z^Z^Z^Z^Z^Z^Z^Z
+#21 damn
+#21 
+#21 ^]^]^Z^X^C^C^C
+#21 
+#21 ^U
+#21 
+#21 ^W\\\^B
+
+
+#1 campus consultants...  all very confusing...
+
+yeah.  "so american", my chinese cohorts would say.
+
+
+
+#127 Anyway, here we are, creating our niche ...
+#127 
+#127 Yeah, cool shit...!
+#127 
+#127 Glad I've found another cool spot to surf (literally =).....
+#127 
+#127 |                       happy hacking,     strick
+#127 
+#127 Hehe, if only you knew what I was just doing 10 minutes ago...=)
+
+
+#30 also have you tcl headers and files, but not sure how to get into them.  are
+#30 they routines that i can call from c just as i call the toolbox??  any help in
+#30 learning some tickle would be appreciated...
+
+#35 what does MIME mean in the surfpunk mail I got.  it sounds like
+#35 unfamilar slange or tech, but I'm not sure.
+#35 
+#35                 PS  Thanks for calling the travel dude(t).  L
+
+#78 I would like to be on your subscription list.  What is a MIME?
+
+MIME is Multipurpose Internet Mailer Extensions, or something
+like that.  It's the new internet standard for embedding 
+rich text, sound, bitmaps, etc. inside email.
+
+
+#109 "smells like queer spirit" -- pansy division
+
+#110 [005] Mail retry count exceeded sending to: JXB       /JXBPO1
+
+#111 To: strick@osc.osc.com
+#111 From: hkhenson@cup.portal.com
+#111 Subject: Re: Remailer abuse?
+#111 
+#111 Are there inocent young girls on the net??? Keith
+
+
+#112  This is as good a place as any to tear up the data highways and
+#112  heave cobblestones at the editors.
+
+
+
+#1 Strong rumors indicate that Canon will be making NeXT-type machines
+#1 (including a PowerPC multiprocessor box, long awaited), Sun, DEC,
+#1 SGI, and HP ports are in the works, NeXTSTEP for Intel Processors
+#1 available for purchase now, shipping in May...
+
+if nExt could ship decent software on NT, corporate america
+would be wrapped around their fingers ..
+
+#1
+#1 I am craving chinese food.
+
+me, i just got back from Bonzai Sushi in Redwood city.
+
+Softshell crab maki (sushi roll), tempura shrimp maki,
+Oregon Sea Urchin shuhi, and a salmonskin handroll (temaki),
+and a large dose of sake.
+
+#36 After a trip to the Koffee Kettle a few weeks ago, I've had
+#36 this idea in the back of my mind.  I posted this to the git.humor
+
+#34 Next on Geraldo:  Mutant surfpunks and the seals who love them...
+
+#77 I found out about you because I am a Editor(punkcyberish) of a Electro-
+#77 zine in colorado. You or a member of u sent us mail asking to be on
+#77 the subscription list....we added you and soon that account will
+#77 be sending the stuff you wanted. In the mean time I had a
+#77 question.....could you kindly tell me more about what u are?
+
+if it's new, if it's exciting, if it could only happen on the net.
+
+#1 At the Houston Museum of Natural Science planetarium, I do the rock
+#1 laser show with Linh on Friday nights...  It's always an intense session
+
+
+                                        "I do the rock,
+                                         I do the rock,
+                                         I do the rock,
+                                         I do, I do, I do, I do,
+                                         I DO THE ROCK!"
+
+                                                -- Tim Curry
+                                                   (From "I do the rock")
+
+#2 Hiya. Haven't gotten anything from Surfpunk, or Stupid in the past two weeks
+#2 or so....I remember seeing SP#55, I think. Just wondering if you thought I
+#2 wanted off, or if something got screwed up, cuz I'm still interested :>
+
+#2 still stuck in FL, and a tad overdosed on caffeine.
+
+#26      "Yeah, I'm old... when I got here it was still the eighties
+#26                      and Reagan was president."
+
+
+#118 I found a ball like your eye, but it has a little globe in it.  They have
+#118 the eyes, but only at Halloween.
+
+
+#3 prejudice
+#3
+#3 Loved this `weak memories' e-mail exchange regarding Phil Hutto's
+#3 PhD defense... All these hackers with a wicked political sense of
+#3 humor. Thought there were no such things... Caught again with my
+#3 prejudices...
+
+#107 >1. rave \'ra-v\ vb [ME raven] 1a: to talk irrationally in or as if in
+#107 >   delirium 1b: to declaim wildly 1c: to talk with extreme enthusiasm 2: to
+#107 >   move or advance violently : STORM : to utter in madness or frenzy - rav.er
+#107 >
+#107 >2. rave n often attrib  1: an act or instance or raving 2: an extravagantly
+#107 >   favorable criticism
+
+
+#179 Could you tell me please, what 'Xanalogical Archive access soon' means ?
+
+good question, actually.
+
+to me, it means someday I hope to have not only SURFPUNK archives but
+also the sources for SURFPUNK available via gopher, www, tk-www,
+prospero, ftp, etc.
+
+The name 'Xanalogical' comes from the Xanadu project, the single most
+audacious plan for the electronic dissemination of literary texts in
+all of recorded history ...     I'm trying to remember the name of the
+book by Ted Nelson ... Literary Machines, I think.  I loaned my copy
+out ...
+
+#179 Thanx in advance.
+
+I had hoped to have all this running by now, so I wouldn't have to
+explain ...
+
+
+
+
+#4 I now have clearance to distribute RIPEM.
+#4 I am going to take one more day or so to retest RIPEM before
+#4 releasing it.  I'd appreciate your help.
+
+
+#40 Is anyone compiling a list of famous Scott McNealy quotes?
+
+
+#41 Ian Smith recently sent me an excerpt from your esteemed journal --
+#41 please add me to the dl.
+#41 Back issues?
+
+Jawohl.  It's young, so there's not too many to just email you.
+
+The full intentions of SURFPUNK are not fully revealed yet;
+I am working on a better MANIFESTO.
+
+#707 We have produced a cassette tape of tones that feel good when played
+#707 into genital electrodes.  If there is enough interest, we will find
+#707 a way to make it available.
+
+
+#79 Please add me to your dangerous 'zinelist!
+
+
+#53 I saw your posting about SST, U2, Negativeland etc.
+#53 Do you know if it's possible to get a copy of the tape from somewhere?
+
+#80 Good luck with the multimedia stuff; you may end up leaving me 
+#80 (and my antique Apollo running Aegis) behind in the dust...
+
+
+
+#54 Sensitivity: Personal
+#54 Conversion: Prohibited
+#54 Conversion-With-Loss: Prohibited
+#54 Encoding:  44 TEXT , 5 TEXT
+#54 Sender: pem-dev-relay@TIS.COM
+
+#113  A paradigmatic text in this regard is the
+#113 television series _Gilligan's Island_, whose seventy-two episodes
+#113 constitute a master-narrative of imprisonment, escape, and
+#113 reimprisonment which eerily encodes a Lacanian construct of
+#113 compulsive reenactment within a Foucaultian scenario of a
+#113 panoptic social order in which resistance to power is merely one
+#113 of the forms assumed by power itself. [1]
+
+#114 THe STring he tI3d
+#114 HAS BE3N unrav3lL3d by y3ars
+#114 & THE DrY weatheR ()f trunks
+#114 LIkE a lady's sH()3sTr1ng fr0m the F1RsT W0Rld WAr
+#114 1TS MEtAl f3rrU|Es eat3n by ()xyg3n
+#114 UNTIL They r3S3MB|3 c1gar3tt3-ash
+
+
+#115 was i getting a hint that you wanted help
+#115 with that calendar or was that just a
+#115 niblet of my froominosity?
+
+#115 full fathom five
+#115         my father lies
+#115 of his bones are coral made
+#115 those are pearls
+#115         that were his eyes
+
+
+
+#16 Possibly need an enthusiastic self-educated compu-nerd to work for you this
+#16 summer?
+
+#30         i got over the hump in think c where i was starting to spit out some
+#30 good stuff - created a class 'value pad' which combinded a scroll bar and
+#30 an textEdit such that one would update the other, for easy manipulaition of
+#30 paramters or any value that you're using...
+
+
+#37 Sorry - busy week. We got hit by a tornado and I've been in the middle of
+#37 disaster recovery. I most definitely want surfpunk...
+
+#118 Hope you enjoyed the Mail Non-Art.  You've been selected from a pool of
+#118 billions to recieve "The Journal of Toddness."  Do you prefer stuff to be
+#118 sent to your work or home snail-mail address.
+
+VERSANT work address is probably easier.
+
+        @ strick
+        % versant
+        # 4500 Bohannon Drive
+        ! Menlo Park  CA  94025
+
+#119 From: dfx@NUCHAT.SCCSI.COM(dFx International Digest)
+#119                 "Here... why don't you talk to my lawyer"
+
+#120 Dudez used k0dez, karDz and plAyeD with SwiTChez and did naughty
+#120 things.  AT&T has said it "wants to persecute to the fullest extent
+#120 of its confusion" and will not stop until its nearly the end.
+#120 Sperf is EVIL
+#120 ..meanwhile, unnoticed in the corner, DETH HEYD began an incantation
+#120 to summon SATAN and FUCK THEM ALL TO GODDAMN FUCKING HELL IN UPPERCASE
+
+#121 1. Parents won't be there.
+#121 2. Nearest neigbor not within disturbing distance.
+#121 3. 2000ft from the road (i.e., shouldn't have to worry about the police
+#121 disturbing our party)
+#121 4. Lot's of places to sleep.
+#121 5. Fireworks are legal.
+#121 6. My parents LIKE you people (why, I don't know, but if it means they'll let
+#121 us party at their house, who cares?)
+
+
+
+
+#81 What would be useful is a table of contents for each issue, if that is
+#81 possible.  If not, then just send what you have got at the moment, or
+#81 I can wait until something automatic is set up.  Whatever you see fit.
+
+	[surfpunk-0001] TESTING: Issue Number One 
+	[surfpunk-0002] CRYPT: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+	[surfpunk-0003] UNIX: The ever-quotable Scott McNealy
+	[surfpunk-0004] JOKE: Intel's new French Abortion Pill
+	[surfpunk-0005] HARDCORE: Re: *** IMPORTANT DISCOVERY ***
+	[surfpunk-0006] [John Gilmore was on CNN's _future_watch_]
+	[surfpunk-0007] GAME: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+	[surfpunk-0008] GAME: Re: "Waffle House" Drinking Game, alpha 1
+	[surfpunk-0009] X400: stupid mailer tricks
+	[surfpunk-0010] CRYPT: PGP2.1 invades the matrix
+	[surfpunk-0011] CRYPT: Re: John Gilmore sues the NSA
+	[surfpunk-0012] TV: Leyner on Letterman, tonight, 10Dec92
+	[surfpunk-0013] ADMIN: and happy holidays
+	[surfpunk-0014] SECURITY: MIT Athena Incident
+	[surfpunk-0015] PRIVACY: Historical Note on Telecom Privacy
+	[surfpunk-0016] JOKE: Siggraph `92
+	[surfpunk-0017] GOPHER: Veronica: new gopher ferretting agents...
+	[surfpunk-0018] CuD: CuD's 1992 MEDIA HYPE award to FORBES MAGAZINE
+	[surfpunk-0019] WAREZ: Christmas C code
+	[surfpunk-0020] WAREZ:  Getting the right phone number
+	[surfpunk-0021] CPSR: Call for Comments About Computing and the Future
+	[surfpunk-0022] PHILE: Dave Barry's Year in Review
+	[surfpunk-0023] UNIX: Novell buying Unix System Labs
+	[surfpunk-0024] DIGEST: networks, gopher, WAX, jed, flat tires, Hacker Groups
+	[surfpunk-0025] NOIZIK: SST RECORDS SUES NEGATIVLAND FOR REVENGE
+	[surfpunk-0026] RANT: talkin bout SnowCrash
+	[surfpunk-0027] DIGEST: buncha sources
+	[surfpunk-0028] MOVIE: Money Man (An Artist Who Makes Money.  Literally.)
+	[surfpunk-0029] DIGEST: L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN, CP/SP lists
+	[surfpunk-0030] NOIZIK: THE LETTER U AND THE NUMERAL 2
+	[surfpunk-0031] DIGEST: Personality Constructs, ff5, m2k, TAZ, R.I.T.E.S., wired
+	[surfpunk-0032] UNIX: analysis of the acquisition of usl by novell
+	[surfpunk-0033] THESIS: Personality Constructs Within Cyberspace
+	[surfpunk-0034] NANDO: KLF's Self-Destruction
+	[surfpunk-0035] ZINES: Balsamo & ahawks on CNN and WIRED
+	[surfpunk-0036] CRYPT: Sci Am on Public Key Cryptosystems
+	[surfpunk-0037] THESIS: meta-information sharing in collaboration support environments
+	[surfpunk-0038] MANIFESTITO: ... also, Incoming New Age Staff Steps Into a Time Warp
+	[surfpunk-0039] INBOX: Hypercard query; Encryption of email
+	[surfpunk-0040] CRYPT: [gnu@toad.com] SunExpress to expand "unlockable" software distribution
+	[surfpunk-0041] Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+	[surfpunk-0042] [loydb@fnordbox] Re: Steve Jackson Games/Secret Service Lawsuit
+	[surfpunk-0043] [ahawks@nyx] What *IS* FutureCulture
+	[surfpunk-0044] HACK: Computer Cheats Take CADSOFT's bait
+	[surfpunk-0045] VIRUS: MBDF-A students admit mistakes
+	[surfpunk-0046] (Bulgaria) CONFERENCE: Virus problems and alternatives
+	[surfpunk-0047] Illuminati Secret Decoder Ring
+	[surfpunk-0048] SPACE: STS 55 Press Kit "Quick Look"
+	[surfpunk-0049] ART: Public Domain: Perforations; Working Papers 5
+	[surfpunk-0050] Greenpeace: Autosaurus: The first anti-car ad campaign
+	[surfpunk-0051] PMC: "Postmodern Culture" & review of Snow Crash
+	[surfpunk-0052] DIGEST: cars, voice encoding, news, AMER=Civil Liberties
+	[surfpunk-0053] DIGEST: MIDI Condom, Psyche (research on consciousness)
+	[surfpunk-0054] clinton@white-house.gov.NOT, industry news
+	[surfpunk-0055] PUBS: Don Webb "The Pact"; FineArt; I.C.S. Electrozine
+	[surfpunk-0056] CRYPT: Ban scanners; US Info Policy; Viral encryption
+	[surfpunk-0057] POEM: Bonks.  Fleeps.  Doodledrons.  ; mailart
+	[surfpunk-0058] SOURCES: Virtual Zen; CuD; pHd in VR; Spunk; Oceania
+	[surfpunk-0059] SPEECH: John Perry Barlow ... National Security & Competitiveness
+	[surfpunk-0060] TRANSCRIPT: Clinton Visits SGI, Outlines Tech Initiative
+
+#83 X-Disclaimer: Nyx is a public access Unix system run by the University
+#83         of Denver.  The University has neither control over nor
+#83         responsibility for the opinions or correct identity of users.
+
+#84 Would you please add me to the surfpunk mailing list? I've been getting it
+#84 forwarded from Glenn Barry in Atlanta. I know Glenn from my days at Emory,
+#84 long before landing this job.
+
+#85 (IF THEY THINK YOUR CRUDE, GO TECHNICAL; IF THEY THINK YOUR TECHNICAL, THEN GO CRUDE)
+
+#86         Could you please take me off the surfpunk journal list?  Thank you.
+
+#87 could you send the surfpunk stuff to my shell account here?
+#87 thanks... otherwise the citasim buffer cuts it off after 8K.
+
+#88 >hey dude.  how them earings doing?
+#88 
+#88 Just fine... got another 2 on the other ear now.. total of five (yes, I can count)
+
+#89 Strick:
+#89  I was just wondering, what is your policy on redistribution of info in
+#89 Surfpunk?  Any or none? or ask first?
+#89 
+#89 Thanks,
+
+Spread them to the far corners of the metaverse!
+
+#89 PS I found that Barlow speech very interesting, but was cautioned about
+#89 reposting it because I don't in fact own the posting...
+
+
+#5 i agree.
+#5 i think tbit ought to get internet access and subscribe to SurfPunk.
+#5 
+#5 [Not that DarkSide isn't *wonderful*--but, it's that darn busy signal,
+#5 ya see...]
+
+#20         Karl says I should ask you for a subscription to SURFPUNK... so I'm
+
+#27 Subject: Re: chaos
+#27 
+#27 I don't know.  But as long as you didn't drink Jaegermeister and you
+#27 didn't wake up with someone who looks like Yoda, you're okay.
+#27 --scott
+
+#42 When we going to see some MIME multimedia mail from SURfpunk?
+
+god only knows what "soon" means.
+
+
+
+#177 a nameserver (sprint.com) which is supposed to translate names into
+#177 the cryptic X.400 addresses, but it usually doesn't work.  Another standard
+#177 promoted by folks who seem to have never used the systems they are
+#177 developing standards for...
+
+
+
+#38 Strick, I found this gem on the generally useless newsgroup git.humor.
+#38 The author probably deserves to be on stupid, if he isn't already.
+#38                      Serving Donuts on Another Planet
+
+the author's not on stupid, but he's on SURFPUNK.   strick
+
+
+#18 With it's shipment, Versant beat Object Design (ODI) to market with the first
+#18 commercially available ODBMS for NeXTSTEP.  "Now developers can use NeXTSTEP and
+#18 VERSANT to create and deploy complex object-based applications which would be
+#18 impossible with conventional technology," said NeXT CEO Steve Jobs.
+
+
+#8 confusing way, to get the job done.  It has a Three Letter Acronym.
+#8 What was that?  Any docs on it?  I'm in search of packet protocols --
+
+
+#9 PS: I'll try your wish script out soon.  Thanks for the code.
+
+
+#20         Life is good so far this semester.  I'm blowing off homework to
+#20 write this.  Feels good.  Will you make it out this way anytime soon?   How
+
+#22 BTW what's the xanological access story w/ you guys? I assume not Xanadu(TM)
+#22 so what are you planning on doing? It's one of the things that I'm trying to
+#22 Work on as an academic, but can't seem to get people interested in.
+
+
+#94   I just read John Perry Barlow's perceptive remarks to the First
+#94   International Symposium on National Security & National Competitiveness
+#94   which you distributed. His statement -- "The problem is that the
+#94   difference between data and information is meaning, something machines
+#94   know little of. To determine whether data are meaningful, whether they
+#94   are, in fact, information, you must pass them through a human mind" --
+#94   couldn't more true. I certainly hope that those of us who passionately
+#94   believe that (simplistically stated) our National Competitiveness is
+#94   equal to our ability to turn data into usable information and TAKE
+#94   ACTION appropriately can convince others of the same.
+
+
+
+#97 I just finished reading a forwarded copy of Clinton's speech at SGI,
+#97 and found myself desiring to learn more about the group that
+#97 originated this release.
+#97 Also, if you have a copy of the new technology initiative that was
+#97 mentioned throughout the speech I would love a copy of that.
+
+#98         I saw some information on your journal on Dead-Flames and was
+#98          interested in checking it out. Could I be added to the mail list?
+
+#101 I heard about your zine in the FineArt Forum. I would like to check it out.
+
+
+
+
+#44 To: cocot@osc.osc.com
+#44 Subject: [surfpunk-0016] JOKE: Siggraph `92
+#44 
+#44 God, but that was great.
+
+
+#10 what does Xanalogical mean?
+
+Mona did give my "literate machines" back, but it's at home, so I cannot
+site from the scripture.
+
+Just as Xerox protects "Xerox" as a trademark, but allows "xerographical"
+to be used as a nontrademarked work, the Xanadu project keeps "Xanadu"
+as a trademark, but allows "xanalogical" as a common word for 
+an electronic literary document server.
+
+It's just a fancy way of saying I intend to make surfpunks, as well as the
+source documents for surfpunks, available for access via a email server,
+ftp, www, tk-www, gopher, etc.   Actually I intended to do it in January.
+
+				"Bide thy time and flee from evil"
+					-- clock at chruch at California and Grant
+
+
+
+#116 I am halfway through "Literary Machines" already, how did that happen?  :)
+
+Broadcasting from the little southern mansion in Augusta Georgia ...
+
+Use "strick@osc.versant.com".  It's fast, easy, reliable, and
+is the only EMAIL address with a 24 hour registered nurse to
+answer all the questions you've been afraid to ask your
+family physician.
+
+
+
+#55 I caught your stuff on FutureCulture re: negativland, and yer list
+#55 looks good -- so: any chance of subscription?
+
+#102 I'd like to obtain a virtual subscription to spin and punk, (as in
+#102 surf) -- is this the right neighbourhood?
+#102 RSVP --> I'm an impatient bastard, if that''s all right with you.
+
+
+
+#45 | May I ask -- how'd you hear about SURFPUNK?
+#45 
+#45 Some guy posted the xmas program which printed the lyrics to Twelve
+#45 Days of Christmas.  I saw the address at the end.
+#45 
+#45 It was quite an interesting program...
+
+
+#29 How about providing a transcription of all the titles of past SPJ's, for
+#29 those of us whose mailers don't do rot.13 (or whatever it is) and are too
+#29 lazy to do it themselves? <grin>
+
+#39         I'd be interested in seeing some kind of formal proposal for
+#39 this project of yours, including why you choose to call it SURFPUNK.
+#39 I know there's got to be a story behind that one.
+
+
+It's like a whole bunch of puns.  There was a band in the late 70s
+early 80s, the surfpunks.  They combined surf music with punk culture,
+which were diametric opposites in los angelos youth culture at that
+time.  it was a joke.  most punkers back then got it.  then surfing and
+[cyber]punk both have their literary and media and internet meanings.
+and it makes us sound killer k-rad so everybody subscribes so what the fuq.
+
+The first part of the SURFPUNK project is simply a mailing list called
+SURFPUNK Technical Journal, that leans toward the "new edge" of
+cyberpunk and cyberspace.  My ultimate intentions for the project have
+not yet been revealed.
+
+#67 Please subscribe me to SURFPUNK. It looks interesting.  Great name,
+
+#68 I assume (perhaps presumptively) that this is a moderator/publisher
+#68 and not a listserv.  Greetings, fellow inhabitant(s) of cyberspace.
+#68 I'd really love to subscribe to your zine.
+
+#70 ATTN: I have a fast approaching press deadline so please do not delay
+#70 in returning the desired information or your e-serial will not be
+#70 mentioned in the forthcoming revision of the _Directory of Electronic
+#70 Journals and Newsletters_.
+
+#71 Handbook. There will be a large zine section; if you're interested in
+#71 sending me a couple of recent issues I'd like to see it for a possible
+#71 review. The book is scheduled for release this fall. My snail mail addess
+
+#72 It's been a while since we've seen each other.  I'm doing well; I'll get
+#72 my Masters in about a month, on them I'm on the lam.
+
+
+#73 subscribe 
+#73 And in case this isn't automated:
+#73 I saw this mentioned on the ARACHNET mailing list.  Which is
+#73 surprising since the list is usually quite anal and uninteresting.
+
+#74 Could you send me a recent issue or posting so I can classify you e-serial?
+
+
+
+
+
+
+#19        Note that this proposal does NOT prevent any given implementation
+#19        from ACTUALLY returning a completely instantiated collection; it
+#19        simply requires that the returned "value" be an iterator.
+
+
+#46         Yesyesyesyesyes!  Keep me on the mailing list for Surfpunk.  I had used
+#46 up all of my accounts allocation, so I didn't get _any_ of it until tonight.
+#46 Serious kudos to you, my friend, for Surfpunk.  I love it!
+
+
+
+#12 It should be good fodder for alt.alien.visitors...I'm gonna post it there and
+#12 also mail it to John_-_Winston, the overlord nut of that newsgroup.
+
+#13 Went to Junior's today with three other 'Niquers.  Got some free (warm)
+#13 cookies.  I love Junior's.  Welp, I'm outta here, gotta do some laundry (in
+#13 the rain even.  Perhaps drying my clothes would be a fruitless effort).
+
+
+
+
+#14 I just submitted my UUCP map today for registering ahpook.atl.ga.us.
+#14 I'll let you know when it's safe to send me mail using the
+#14 chris@ahpook.atl.ga.us address.   When it is, could you switch
+#14 all your mailing list addresses for me?  I'd much rather read
+#14 that stuff at home.
+
+#56 The article about Negativland is c00l! (that about 'L'ISLE DE GILLIGAN'
+#56 is too hard for me .. :-)
+
+#57 Sent you a message yesterday & hope to hear from you soon.
+#57 Otherwise - see you in the matrix -
+
+
+
+#20         I got this EMail address from Karl. Hope its the right one.  I went
+#20 searching the net for you a few nights ago and hit the wrong strick... some
+#20 guy in austin, tx.  I miss you.  I think about you a lot.  Please write
+#20 back and tell me whassup!
+
+#47 HELP!! I'm looking for a way to get NEWS without having a NEWSSERVER on
+#47 campus.  I want to subscribe to some stuff, but we won't get a newserver
+#47 for years, I'm afraid.  Any suggestions?
+
+
+#24 you can go to billboard companies, like
+#24  Gannet in Berkeley, and ask for "dead paper",
+#24  and get unused billboard sheets with pictures on.
+#24  Someone at Armpit Gallery in SF told me this,
+#24 she was doing poetic terrorism on billboards
+#24 and had a show there about it.
+
+
+
+#125 Hey Strick, Long time no Stupid...
+#125 
+#125 I'm actually in Poland now, with my Honey, and I just got your stupid about the
+#125 "Let's Ban Heteros..."  That was a good one.
+#125 
+#125 Anyway, I'm here, just kind of soaking in culture (tea, pollution, bread and
+#125 cheese) and having a great time.  I actually just got back from the Mountains,
+#125 which were a beautiful (and much needed) break from the local scenary.  Lots
+#125 of snow and trees and clean air.  We even crossed (illegally) into Slovakia for
+#125 a couple steps, just for the hell of it.
+#125 
+#125 Now, it's back to the ol' town, Krakow, for a couple weeks at least, then I
+#125 believe we're starting our little Western Europe Jaunt.  Berlin, Prague, Vienna
+#125 and maybe Salsburg.
+#125 
+#125 Here's what's new and unusual in Poland:
+#125 
+#125 Abortion is now Illegal.
+#125 All TV and radio broadcasts are subject to approval by the Christian Values
+#125         Committee.
+#125 Trash is incinerated in trucks right on your doorstep  (On site incineration!)
+#125 And, 7 skinheads go on trial for beating up (and killing) a German truckdriver.
+#125 
+#125 Wheeee!
+#125 
+#125 Enlightened neighborhood, yes?
+
+
+#126 Strick:
+#126 
+#126     Thanks. I feel so loved that people send me mail...I need to get a life,
+#126 Huh? See ya soon.
+
+
+
+#32 Greetings, Striq!  :)
+#32 
+#32 Thanks much for the TAZ info!  I am studying it and will reply when
+#32 I can be articulate...  Already, it seems like Truth on tap...
+
+
+#56 Thank you for your explanation about "L'isle de Gilligan".
+#56 I'm enjoyning the mailing list ..
+
+
+#122 ccghpds = Danny
+#122 ccghpmb = Mike
+#122 ccocsjc = Jim
+#122 ccocsma = Penelope
+#122 ccoprdc = Dark
+#122 ccoprjc = Printer
+#122 ccoprlk = Freud
+#122 ccoprvn = Bicycle
+#122 ccsempf = Gone
+
+
+#123 Robert has left (dramatic sigh), but he may now be suitably
+#123 motivated towards getting on the nets.  We shall see.
+
+
+BTW, go out and buy SNOW CRASH by Neal Stephenson.  It's only $10.  Or
+beg for it at your favorite bookstore.  Wrap it up, and say it's from
+strick.  open it.  Carry it around as an elite status symbol.
+
+#124 SnowCrash is most excellent.  at pg 185, and it just gets better and
+#124 better.  [THE DELIVERATOR RULES ALL, if IT'S UNDER 30:00!!!!!]
+
+
+#48 Your message has been forwarded to the Sprint Global Customer
+#48 Support Group.  In response to your request, below is the proper
+#48 addressing format for an Internet customer to send to a SprintMail
+#48 customer.
+#48 
+#48 /G=Given Name/S=Surname/O=Organization Name/A=TELEMAIL/C=USA/@Sprint.Com
+#48 
+#48 I hope this information is helpful.
+
+
+#49         It seems to me, especially after reading your SURFPUNK issues,
+#49 that you would be a supporter of ushering in those things which
+#49 brings the internet closer to the Cyberspace Gibson described.  Or
+#49 some facimile thereof.
+
+
+#116 Frobnicate, v.: To manipulate or adjust, to tweak.  Derived from
+#116 FROBNITZ.  Usually abbreviated to FROB.  Thus one has the saying "to
+#116 frob a frob".  See TWEAK and TWIDDLE.  Usage: FROB, TWIDDLE, and TWEAK
+#116 sometimes connote points along a continuum.  FROB connotes aimless
+#116 manipulation; TWIDDLE connotes gross manipulation, often a coarse
+#116 search for a proper setting; TWEAK connotes fine-tuning.  If someone is
+#116 turning a knob on an oscilloscope, then if he's carefully adjusting it
+#116 he is probably tweaking it; if he is just turning it but looking at the
+#116 screen he is probably twiddling it; but if he's just doing it because
+#116 turning a knob is fun, he's frobbing it.
+
+
+
+#117 Spaf has been travelling recently.  As a result, he has hundreds of
+#117 queued-up meesages in his mailbox to be answered.
+#117 Thus, your message to him entitled "alt.sex.bondage"
+#117 has been received, but it may be a while before he can respond.  Try
+#117 to be patient.
+
+
+#117 Spaf is overloaded, overworked, and probably underpaid.  As a result
+#117 of the first two, plus some after-effects of travel, he has hundreds
+#117 of queued-up messages in his mailbox to be answered.  Thus, your
+#117 message to him entitled "(n@Nd0) Re: electronic self-stimulation"
+#117 has been received, but it may be a while before he can respond.  Try
+#117 to be patient.
+
+
+#118 The moons are in alignment and the core memory is all clicking without
+#118 sticking, which means I can finally send you mail.
+#118 I'm interested in lending a hand in the Surfpunk Technical Journal.
+
+
+#50 pweez pweez pud me on da maiwing wist.
+#50 sank oo bewwy much.
+
+
+#51 I know this won't be of much help, but I forwarded your original
+#51 message (Negativland's Christmas Newsletter 1992) to a guy I know who
+#51 has been writing for the norwegian (anarchist)magazine; GATEAVISA.
+#51 This should be of interest for them, since they have printed a few
+#51 articles on the question of copyright in the past years.
+
+
+#58 I do (both!)  I'm one of his Response Center Analysts... He's
+#58 forwarded some stuff from surfpunk to us, and I thought I'd check out
+#58 the whole thing...
+
+Here am I in the new 706 zone (coming soon to a phone book near you)
+
+
+#59 Hiya.  I'd like a subscription.  I'm supposed to administrate networks and
+#59 stuff.  But I read lots of mail, instead.
+
+
+#60 Yah, I've the distinct honor of knowing JPD.  Not only do I call him "jpd",
+#60 but, upon occasion, I call him "Dude" or "Mr. Draughon".
+
+
+
+#15 ># Strick,
+#15 >#
+#15 ># there's eap big information available on the internet.
+#15 >
+#15 >You probably know about gopher and www and wais and archie.
+#15 
+#15 Got gopher, understand how it works pretty well.
+#15 What's this about "GOPHER +"? Just new & improved for the '90's?
+#15 
+#15 Never heard of "www"
+#15 
+#15 Can't find a decent Mac WAIS client.
+#15 As I understand it, WAIS could be better, and has a huge TCP/IP overhead.
+#15 Any comment? or am i mistaken?
+#15 
+#15 Got archie.
+
+
+Georgia Tech subscribes to USA Today.  There are other "news hierarchies"
+that you can pay for.  Clarinet is another one.  Sometimes there's some
+good info in there, but usually the NYTimes is a lot easier to read.
+
+
+#16 Did you get my last message on Summer Jobs?
+#16 
+#16 I realy need one and thought you might have an opening for a cheap worker...
+
+#17 I've checked in a bunch of files to fix some bugs.  This fixes the criteria
+#17 for freeing and refreshing objects, so it should work in all cases.  It also
+#17 puts in an optimization so things will get freed when you expect, in flat
+
+#61 Does this list come in regular ol' one-post-at-a-time format?  (I'm using
+#61 procmail and wouldn't have to undigestify)  If not, no big deal.
+
+
+
+#1  PS - Tell me more about TAZs !!!  I think this could take root
+
+The last of the freelance hackers, the infamous perpetual student
+of Techwood Dorm, Georgia Tech.  Of course I'm failing at both of
+my titles these days -- I'm currently employed by a object-oriented database
+
+#62 My ignorance is my own fault.  :}
+
+#63 Yupe.  Mainz is in Germany...
+
+#64 How does one view the "new_year.gif" that was provided at the end
+#64 of issue 38?  Is it simply a cut and paste to file and then to be
+#64 viewed with a program that can display gifs?
+
+Assuming you are on unix:
+
+save your mail to a temporary file.  Don't know your mailer does it, perhaps
+
+        s tempfile
+
+Then, after you exit your mailer, type this:
+
+        uudecode < tempfile
+
+The "uudecode" program will look for the line that starts with begin:
+
+        begin 644 new_year.gif
+
+It will get the filename "new_year.gif" from there and create the
+file.  ( The 644 is the unix file mode, meaning "-rw-r--r--", if
+you do "ls -l new_year.gif"  (you can read and write, others only read) )
+
+Anyway, after you do the "uudecode" command, you should be able to
+do a "ls" and see the "new_year.gif" file.  Now you need a giffer,
+and you need to be on a machine with graphics.  Ask one of the
+Useless Assistents, perhaps.   If you are on a SUN running A
+Window System Named X, you can try the "xv" or "xview" command
+
+        xv new_year.gif
+
+and it might work.  This also might work:
+
+        giftoppm < new_year.gif | ppmtopgm | pgmtopbm | pbmtoxwd | xwud
+
+
+#99 i very much like your title: curator is exactly right.
+#99 
+#99 >>transcluding and hyperlinking
+#99 
+#99 !!
+#99 
+#99 btw, is bruces on yr list? 
+
+
+#92 Subscribe realtime..  Send me the crap... please...
+
+#93 I live on the surf half, being too much a of a deadhead to go for the punk.
+
+
+
+#33 Unknown error.
+#33 
+#33 
+#33 Please inform the developer of the application that sent
+#33 the message that this condition was detected.
+
+
+#39  If you throw a New Year's Party, the worst thing that you can do would
+#39 be to throw the kind of party where your guests wake up today, and call
+#39 you to say they had a nice time.  Now you'll be be expected to throw
+#39 another party next year.
+#39 
+#39 What you should do is throw the kind of party where your guest wake up
+#39 several days from now and call their lawyers to find out if they've
+#39 been indicted for anything.  You want your guests to be so anxious to
+#39 avoid a recurrence of your party that they immediately start planning
+#39 parties of their own, a year in advance, just to prevent you from
+#39 having another one ...
+#39 
+#39 If your party is successful, the police will knock on your door, unless
+#39 your party is very successful in which case they will lob tear gas
+#39 through your living room window.  As host, your job is to make sure
+#39 that they don't arrest anybody.  Or if they're dead set on arresting
+#39 someone, your job is to make sure it isn't you ...
+
+
+#65 If "Surfpunk Technical Journal" ends up being a Mac-specific FTP type of thing,
+#65 I would still have fun with it--I have access to plenty of Macs and hope to own
+#65 one soon--If it's something palpable from my Amiga--all the better!!  I would
+#65 very much like to subscribe --if free-- to this fine e-publication --why not?!
+
+
+#66 Saw your magazine notice on FringeWare mailing list; I'm interested!
+#66 Please send a copy (it is an e-mag, right?).
+
+
+#78 Hi Strick!
+#78 I didn't realize you were at the other end of this thing.  How're
+#78 things on the left coast?
+
+#108 /v/lang/strick/surfpunk 160 % mconnect vm.gmd.de
+#108 connecting to host vm.gmd.de (192.88.97.13), port 25
+#108 connection open
+#108 220 vm.gmd.de running IBM VM SMTP V2R2 on Mon, 01 Feb 93 00:23:54 MET
+#108 help
+#108 214-Commands implemented are:
+#108 214-    HELO    MAIL    RCPT    DATA    RSET    QUIT    NOOP
+#108 214-    HELP    QUEU    VRFY    EXPN    VERB    TICK
+#108 214-Commands not yet implemented are:
+#108 214-    SEND    SOML    SAML    TURN
+#108 214-Mail forwarding handled by this server
+#108 214-vm.gmd.de is running the IBM VM operating system
+#108 214-For more information try "HELP <topic>"
+#108 214-For local information contact postmaster@vm.gmd.de
+#108 214 End of help information
+#108 help tick
+#108 214-TICK <argument>
+#108 214-    where <argument> is a non-null string
+#108 214-    When verbose mode is set on (via VERB command),
+#108 214-    the 'TICK' command is used to insert an
+#108 214-    identifiable string into the Batch SMTP log
+#108 214 End of help information
+#108 help VERB
+#108 214-VERB <mode>
+#108 214-    where <mode> = 'ON' or 'OFF'
+#108 214-    when <mode> is set 'ON' then SMTP commands are
+#108 214-    echoed in the Batch SMTP log
+#108 214 End of help information
+#108 help QUEU
+#108 214-QUEU (DATE)
+#108 214-    Will return information about mail queued for delivery or
+#108 214-    addresses queued for resolution.  If the optional parameter
+#108 214-    "DATE" is also specified, the date and time the mail was
+#108 214-    queued will also be returned.
+#108 214 End of help information
+#108 quit
+#108 221 vm.gmd.de running IBM VM SMTP V2R2 closing connection
+#108 /v/lang/strick/surfpunk 161 %
+
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  A niche with its own fitness functions.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+if it's new, if it's exciting, if it could only happen on the net.
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0062.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0062.txt
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+Date: Wed, 17 Mar 93 23:11:04 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0062@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Jung gur uryy vf _Rg_Gh_Onor_?)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0062] ZINE: ahawks: "[the] Infinite Edge" seeks submissions
+
+|       EXPORT CONTROL NOTE: Non-U.S. ftp users are required by law to
+|       follow U.S.  export control restrictions, which means that if
+|       you see some DES or otherwise controlled software here, you
+|       should not grab it.  Look at 00README.export-control (in every
+|       directory, more or less) to learn more.  (If your the treaty
+|       between your country and the United States did not require you
+|       to respect U.S. export control restrictions, then you would not
+|       have Internet connectivity to this host.  Check with your U.S.
+|       embassy if you want to verify this.)
+
+Your humble curator's been out of town for a bit, so it's time
+to catch up with surfpunk.  We've had material by Andy Hawks on
+surfpunk several times;  his new project should be interesting.  --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: ahawks@nyx.cs.du.edu (X)
+Subject: NEW ZINE SEEKING SUBMISSIONS
+To: cypherpunks@toad.com
+Date: Thu, 11 Mar 93 12:07:01 MST
+ 
+Hello.  My name is Andy Hawks, and I am the publisher of a new zine
+called "[the] Infinite Edge".  Information about the zine follows, but
+for now I will give a quick overview of myself and the basic
+intentions of this new zine.
+ 
+For approximately two years now, I have been producing,
+electronically, a text file entitled The FutureCulture FAQ.   This
+message is intended to be spread electronically, primarily, so I am
+sure many will be aware of the jargon used here.  But for those that
+are not, FAQ stands for Frequently Asked Questions and is a guide or
+handbook if you will.  My FutureCulture FAQ file then, pertains to
+varying aspects of, as the name implies, culture in the future.
+ 
+This file arose out of an interest primarily in cyberpunk fiction,
+particularly the idea that "cyberpunk is really about the present".
+From there, the spectrum of information contained in the FutureCulture
+file spread to include a wide snapshot of aspects of modern culture
+that are ahead of the mainstream, oriented towards the near-future.
+This includes all realms of what is commonly called "new edge",
+"technoculture", or "cyberculture" -- a mishmash of postmodernism,
+psychedelics, hacking, raves, cyberspace, industrial music, cyberpunk
+fiction and realities, etc., that are proving to be important
+constructs in the evolution of world culture.
+ 
+The file continues to grow and morph, and the initial response to it
+prompted me to begin the FutureCulture E-List.  Those who share an
+interest in the topics discussed in the file can participate in
+in-depth or light-hearted discussions via the FutureCulture E-list,
+which has proven to be an interesting and unique addition to the
+vastness of cyberspace.
+ 
+Readers and participants in FutureCulture have included at one time or
+another a wide variety of sociologists and anthropoligists, authors
+and writers, hackers, scientists, students, and prominent "cyber-"
+oriented figures.
+ 
+For a long time, I have dismissed print media in wake of the
+interaction I saw occuring via e-media, such as the FutureCulture
+list, and I would be one of those to shun society's love affair with
+paper in wake of advancing computer and networking technologies.  Yet
+through a seemingly unending discussion regarding the scope of the
+popular phrase "information wants to be free", I have found my love
+affair with e-media to in fact be quite out of date.  That may seem
+contradictory to some, yet if we are truly to arrive at an infoculture
+of global real-time interaction via cyberspace, we must first look at
+the world in which we currently inhabit.  We live in a world where
+paper and television are the informational messangers of choice to the
+masses.
+ 
+Thus, in an attempt to further propagate information to as wide an
+audience as possible, I have begun [the] Infinite Edge zine.
+ 
+The zine will be printed in black & white and 8 1/2 x 11", using
+Macintoshes and laserprinters.  Below follows a basic text outline of
+what [the] Infinite Edge will look like sans graphics and design, of
+course.
+ 
+I am looking for submissions and assistance with this project from all
+angles:  fiction writers, essayists, ranters, graphic designers,
+artists, poets, etc.  Submissions are welcome in any form, in any
+style, in any tone, though that is not a guarantee that everything I
+receive will be printed.  I am looking for submisison as soon as
+possible, but feel free to send them in whenever you like.  For first
+issue, send them in by the end of March.
+ 
+Due to lack of available resources, I am unable as of yet to reward
+monetarily those who contribute to [the] Infinite Edge.  I have little
+money, and my primary interest is producing the highest-quality zine
+possible, containg an immense spectrum of information.
+ 
+If you would like to contribute to [the] Infinite Edge in any way,
+shape, or form, please send all queries, submissions, tips, words of
+wisdom, etc., to me on the Internet at:
+ 
+                      ahawks@nyx.cs.du.edu
+ 
+If you do not have Internet access, please send mail to:
+ 
+                      Andy Hawks
+                      4290 South Mobile Cir. #D
+                      Aurora,  CO     80013
+                      USA
+ 
+By the way, I am looking at offering [the] Infinite Edge at a cost of
+$3 per issue.  The first issue is not completed yet, but if you are
+anxious, please contact me via email or snail mail.  Groovy.
+ 
+[the] Infinite Edge
+___________________
+ 
+ 
+Focusing on the Edges of Culture, examining the Fringes of Reason and
+the Reasons of Fringe, the Here and Now and Soon-to-Be, via
+unstrcutured Tones that Ebb and Flow from In-Form Information to
+Formless Rants of Altered States.
+ 
+[the] Infinite Edge is Divided into the following sections:
+ 
+GENESYS
+ 
+      Notes from the Editor, Leters from those that Grep and/or Grok
+      the Infinite Edge.
+ 
+ 
+32-BIT
+ 
+      Soundbytes of the World, Unite and Take Over.  Blurbs
+      pertaining to interesting news and products, quotes,
+      technology, factoids, etc.
+ 
+ 
+MODERN
+ 
+      Cultural Commentary - Realizing, Focusing, and Morphing
+      the PostModern World.  Rants, Essays, Theses, Observations,
+      Predictions, Analyses, Streams and Rivers of Consciousness.
+ 
+ 
+-SUB
+ 
+      The Depths of the Underground Subcultures.  Rants, Essays,
+      Theses, Observations, Predicions, Analyses, and Information.
+ 
+ 
+E+
+ 
+      The Virtual World.  News, Notes, Notables and Quotables, Rants,
+      Essays, Theses, Observations, Predictions, Analyses,
+      Communication, Teknologies.
+ 
+ 
+VILLAGE VIEWS
+ 
+      Interviews (I-Views) and E-Views with those who Surf, Ride,
+      Make and Break the Edges of Culture.
+ 
+ 
+STREAMZ
+ 
+      Fiction on The Edge:  Transreal, Hyperreal, SlipStream,
+      Cyberpunk, Post-Cyberpunk, [insert_any_word_here], etc.
+ 
+ 
+MEDI8
+ 
+      Reviewing, Analyzing, and Commentary regarding Popular and
+      Underground Media:  Books, Magazines, Zines, E-Zines, E-Books,
+      Hypertext, Music, Film, Video, Television, Software, etc.
+ 
+ 
+MOBIUS
+ 
+      One Last Informational Fix, Closing Words, Late-Crashing News,
+      etc.
+ 
+ 
+If you would like to contribute to [the] Infinite Edge in any way,
+shape, or form, please send all queries, submissions, tips, words of
+wisdom, etc., to me on the Internet at:
+ 
+                      ahawks@nyx.cs.du.edu
+ 
+If you do not have Internet access, please send mail to:
+ 
+                      Andy Hawks
+                      4290 South Mobile Cir. #D
+                      Aurora,  CO     80013
+                      USA
+ 
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  SURFPUNK is only about the present.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0063.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0063.txt
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+Date: Thu, 18 Mar 93 00:09:27 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0063@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (qnatrebhf unpxre mvar)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0063] DIGEST: SJG, PGP poem, comp lit, nikita, flame, jail
+
+|         Please unsubscribe me from this list.
+|         Due to the label "dangerous hacker zine" I was under the
+|         impression that this list concerned serious hacking info. I
+|         didn't realize that it was so comedy oriented.
+
+I had hoped for a more substantive write up on the SJG trial ... anyone
+got one?  In the meantime, we're including the brief writeup by Paco.
+(If CuD publishes a better one first, I probably won't duplicate it here.)
+I'm glad to see Paco thinks this so positive;  I was concerned that
+$50K doesn't nearly compensate for wreking Steve Jackson's business.  --strick
+
+  --  Subject: Justice for Steve jackson Games!
+  --  PGP or not PGP      (from Hamlet Act III Scene I)
+  --  FREE EVENTS AT COMPUTER LITERACY BOOKSHOPS: 10 DAYS THAT SHOOK S. VALLEY
+  --  femme nikita 
+  --  Yet another flame about security
+  --  ASCII Jail
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: Wed, 17 Mar 93 01:31 GMT
+From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+To: surfpunk <surfpunk@osc.osc.com>
+Subject: Justice for Steve jackson Games!
+
+Dear Surfpunks,
+(and others)
+ 
+You may have already heard this.  Sorry about crosspostings.
+ 
+The following files may be of interest to those who
+may  come under government scrutiny.
+ 
+Some of you may remember when the Secret Service stole
+a great deal of property from Steve Jackson Games for files
+allegedly owned at one time by an employee.  I pass along the good news
+that you can sue the government and win in as little as three years.
+Maat has not totally died, let's see if can get the old gal
+and running again!
+ 
+ 
+			Don Webb
+					0004200716@mcimail.com
+ 
+The Secret of magic is to transform the magician!
+ 
+@#@$#@@#@@#$@#$@#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#@$#$#@$#@$#@$
+ 
+Date:     Mon Mar 15, 1993  5:13 pm  EST
+From:     Paco Xander Nathan
+          EMS: INTERNET / MCI ID: 376-5414
+          MBX: wixer!wixer.cactus.org!pacoid@cactus.org
+ 
+TO:     * Don Webb / MCI ID: 420-0716
+Subject:  COMMUN - We have a verdict. (fwd)
+ 
+Sent from the cyberdeck of: pacoid@wixer.cactus.org (Paco Xander Nathan)
+ 
+For Lists That Care About Computer Privacy:
+ 
+In case you didn't catch this elsewheres..  I've been covering the
+SJG vs. SS trial for certain magazines.  Hopefully you'll be able
+to read soon an in-depth, first hand account of the fiasco our paid 
+officials attempted to conduct during the SS trial.
+ 
+The bueno news is that individuals and small companies can actually 
+sue the US Fed govt for privacy violations, and win.
+ 
+Judge Sparks didn't give a whole lot of airplay to the *damages*
+sustained, but this is an important step forward.  The flood 
+gates are opened..
+ 
+pxn.
+----
+ 
+Forwarded message:
+> From cs.utexas.edu!tic.com!sjackson@cactus.org  Sun Mar 14 16:25:06 1993
+> Date: Sun, 14 Mar 93 15:05:19 -0600
+> From: tic.com!sjackson@cactus.org (Steve Jackson)
+> Message-Id: <9303142105.AA17568@aahsa.tic.com>
+> To: ...
+> Subject: We have a verdict.
+> 
+> We won.
+>  
+> Pete Kennedy, our attorney at George, Donaldson & Ford, called me
+> with the news about 3:30 today. Apparently the decision came in late
+> Friday while Pete was at the CFP.
+>  
+> The judge ruled for us on both the PPA and ECPA, though he says that
+> taking the computer out the door was not an "interception." (I have not
+> read the decision yet, so no quotes here.)
+>  
+> He awarded damages of $1,000 per plaintiff under the ECPA.
+>  
+> Under the PPA, he awarded SJ Games $42,259 for lost profits in 1990, and
+> out of pocket costs of $8,781.
+>  
+> Our attorneys are also entitled to submit a request for their costs.
+>  
+> No word on appeal yet.
+>  
+> Look for a more complete and coherent account after we all read
+> the decision.
+>  
+> Please copy this announcement to all electronic and other media.
+>  
+> Thanks for your support through all this!
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+To: rms@ai.mit.edu
+Subject: crypto poem
+From: pgut1@cs.aukuni.ac.nz
+Date: Sun, 14 Mar 93 15:17:29 -0800
+Subject: And now for something completely different...
+
+    PGP or not PGP      (from Hamlet Act III Scene I)
+    --------------
+ 
+PGP or not PGP - that is the question
+Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
+The slings and arrows of outrageous patents,
+Or to take arms against a sea of lawyers,
+And by encrypting end them?  To crypt, to sign
+No more; and by a program to say we end
+The patents and the export restrictions
+That RSA is heir to - 'tis a consummation.
+Devoutly to be wish'd.  To crypt, to sign.
+To crypt - perchance to pem-code:  aye, there's the rub!
+For in that test of wills what lawyers may come
+When we have shuffled off this PGP business,
+Must give us pause.  There's the respect
+that makes calamity of such legal restrictions.
+For who would bear the whips and scorns of Leavenworth
+Th'patent systems wrong, the export laws worse,
+The pangs of despis'd lawyers, the NSA's delay,
+The insolence of Sternlight, and the spurns
+That patient usage of PGP takes
+When he himself might his quietus make
+with PEM?  Who would this program bear,
+To grunt and sweat under a weary system,
+But that the dread of something after PEM
+The undiscover'd country, from whose bourne
+No cryptographer returns -- puzzles the will,
+And makes us rather bear those ills we have
+Than fly to others that we know not of?
+Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
+And thus the native hue of resolution
+Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
+And enterprises of great pith and moment
+With this regard their currents turn awry
+And lose the name of action.
+ 
+    - Apologies to Bill Shakespeare
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: vincee@clbooks.COM (Vince Emery - Marketing Manager)
+To: eventlist@ames.arc.nasa.gov
+Subject: CLB EVENT NOTICE
+Date: Mon, 15 Mar 93 21:00:01 PST
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+________________________________________________________________________
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+Date: Mon, 08 Mar 1993 17:53:02 EST
+From: SUN_ANVIL <palma%TRBOUN.BITNET@pucc.Princeton.EDU>
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com
+Subject: RE: [surfpunk-0061] FAQ: SURFPUNK Fequently Asked Questions v0.0
+
+femme nikita is someone about whom an american remake should NOT
+be made....
+a
+
+
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+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: norit@attmail.com
+Date: 31 Dec 69 23:59:59 GMT
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+Subject: Yet another flame about security
+
+The following message was sent by me to obs@world with cc surfpunk.
+I got surfpunk's address wrong and it bounced.
+meanwhile flame cooled a bit and obs sent me reply saying (more or less):
+1) There are ways to cancel a rip-off charge (if you're alert)
+2) You're free to do as you want, but why do you trust a waiter with your card
+   and not the internet.
+I replied, maybe they'll reply and ad-infinitum until we become close friends 
+(and I don't think long chats between friends are important to our overloaded 
+community). Anyway, here's the original message. I still think it's important 
+since people don't suspect the capability of total strangers in sites you've 
+never headr of to tap your mail (I wonder if obs gave it a thought).
+---------cut/paste (don't swallow/inhale)------------------------
+*flame on*
+
+I got an order form from "The Online Bookstore" (obs) saying:	
+"Fill in credit card details, etc." Absentmindedly I almost filled it.
+Luckily, I was shaken back to reality by the rest of the message:
+
+> ... Please be advised that we cannot guarantee the security
+> of your charge card number when it's transferred over the net,
+> though we process orders immediately and delete the file at that time.  
+
+Now I KNOW obs are GOOD people. And if I was dumb enough to almost
+send my company's card details on the wild blue internet, I don't
+blame obs for unintentionally "setting the trap" for me. Both me
+and obs proved some degree of gulibility.
+
+So once again brothers & sisters of the Internet:
+1) Don't send Credit-card E-mail order forms
+   (Even if you're honest! Even if it contains a warning!)
+2) Never fill one. It's a tough matrix out there. Somebode ELSE can lift
+   your number.
+3) Write to your congressman, E-mail your president, do anything
+   you can do as citizens of your respective countries in order
+   to set-up a legaly recognized encryption/authentication system.
+
+*flame off*
+
+Virtually yours,
+   Nimrod Kerrett (Abu Zeresh)
+   17 Rue du Lac
+   Geneve 1207
+   Switzerland
+
+   norit@attmail.com
+
+Presmission given to repost (including name & details)
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+From: norit@attmail.com
+Date: 31 Dec 69 23:59:59 GMT
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+Subject: ASCII Jail
+
+Hi,
+Enclosed is my proposal for the campain for MIME.
+ 
+        $o$$             $$$$                 $$$$             $$o$
+        $$$$             $$$$                 $$$$             $$$$
+        $$$$            o$$$$o o           o o$$$$o            $$$$
+        $$$$         oo$$$$$$$o$o$oo  ooo$o$o$$$$$$ooo         $$$$
+        $$$$       o$"oo  "o o"o$ $$o o$$ $o" o"  """$oo       $$$$
+        $$$$     o$"$$  "o"o"o"o"$o"   "o$o"o"o"$o  $$"$$      $$$$
+        $$$$    o$$$o$o $o"o$"$$$$$o   $o$$"$$"oo"ooo"$$"$o    $$$$
+        $$$$  o$$$o"o$"o "o$o"o"o$o"    $$o"o$o"$  $"$o"$$$$   $$$$
+        $$$$$$"$o$"$"$$ooo$$"$"$o$"     "$o$"o$$$o $$"$$"o$$$$$$$$$
+  ooo$"$$$$$$ $$"$$o$$"o""o"$"$"$$o     o$$"$""o""$o$$o"$$"$oo"$$$$$"$ooo
+ $"$ $o"$$$$o$"$$o$o"$$"$oo$"$"$o$$     $$"$"$$$o $o$"o$$o$$"o$$$$$"o"o"$$
+ "$o"o"o$$$$$ $$$o"$$o$$o""$o$$$$$"     "$$$$oo""$"$"$"$o$$"$o"$$$$$ $$ o"
+ $ "$o"$$$$$"$$o$$$$o$o$"o"o$oo$o$       $$o"$$o"o$$$o$$$$"$$o"$$$$o$ $"o$
+ $"$o"$o$$$$$oo"$$$$$$"$$o$$$$$""         ""$$$o$o$o$$$$$$$o"$o$$$$$o$o$"o
+ $$o$"o$$$$$$o$$$$$$"$$$$$$$$                "$$$$$$$o$$$$o$$o$$$$$$ $$o$$
+ $o$$$$$$$$$" "     "" "$$$$$                 $$$$$" ""     "" $$$$$$$o$$o
+ $""    $$$$            $$$$$                 $$$$$            $$$$   """$
+        $$$$            $$$$$                 $$$$$            $$$$
+ 
+                        Break out of the ASCII jail 
+                             Get a MIME reader
+
+Can you tell me more about about MIME?
+Do you have a PC reader/packer, Unix source code? doc describing standard?
+Does it support Jpeg? (we AT&T dudes pay almost $0.50/K transitted).
+
+[ If you ask archie about "metamail", he'll lead you to some software.  
+  The standard is in internet Request For Comment (RFC) number 1341:  
+
+  1341  MIME (Multipurpose Internet Mail Extensions) Mechanisms for Specifying
+      and Describing the Format of Internet Message Bodies
+
+  Try something like ftp://ftp.uu.net/inet/rfc/rfc1341.  -- strick 
+]
+
+Also: can you mail me back-Issues 57, 49, 24?
+
+Thanx
+Abu-Zeresh
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Confusion to our enemies.  
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Thu, 18 Mar 93 11:13:34 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0064@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (na betna bs yrsgvfg ncbpnylcgvp pnhfrf)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0064] MEDIA: SciAm Speaks! ... a cyberculture invasion?
+
+|||||||||||||    Well, by and large, "Reproductive Strategies of Frogs,"
+|||||||||||||  by William E. Duellman [Scientific American, July 1992], is
+|||||||||||||  the most disgusting damned thing I have ever seen.
+|||||||||||||                       -- J. A. Nunley,   Milpitas Calif
+
+The availability of uncensored, unedited forums in the internet has
+given a global voice to those once silenced by the media.  Although
+people have been writing letters to editors and publishing their own
+pamphlets for centuries, I do believe that the fine art of the widely-
+disseminated rant was perfected on the internet.  Newsgroups like 
+"net.flame", "talk.bizarre" and "alt.rant" have developed a culture
+that you can begin to recognize in other media.  Perhaps someone has
+more insights whether this postmodern phenomenon is cyber-specific
+or whether it would have arisen without the net.
+
+One of _Mondo_2000_'s favorite features has been publishing rants to 
+the editor.  Now the respectable _Scientific_American_ has caught the virus.
+The following are Letters to the Editor from the current (April 93) issue.
+
+                                                        strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+  When will you publishers top propagandizing for speculative ideas
+such as the big bang and black holes?  When they are discovered not to
+exist, what rationale will you use, since you plastered your magazine
+full of this nonsense?  You are the publicity agents for birdbrain
+professors of physics.
+
+  I give you till the end of the year to publish the fact that the
+observable universe is the last electron of plutonium.
+
+                        Ludwig Plutonium
+                        White River Junction, Vt
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+  I hope you see some merit in my process for mass-manufacturing
+diamonds with subterranean nuclear explosions.  One day in the not too
+distant future I may get to push a button and blow a coal mine in West
+Virginia all over creation.  In the rubble will be diamonds you can
+pick up with a scoop loader.
+
+  Unless you are sure for some reason that the process cannot work, I
+do not understand why _Scientific_American_ will not report on the
+possibilities of this process.  I have already met the expected red
+tape in Washington, but that is something persistence and being right
+have always overcome.  I will continue to keep you informed of the
+progress of this project.  I am very sure somebody would like to be
+there when the button is pushed.
+
+                        James W Linck
+                        Lenner, La
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+  In regard to the failure of the Hubble Space Telescope:  Yet again
+a very large amount of money has been lost probing the universe.
+The mirror makers, who are supposedly the best on earth, have been
+blamed for the poor pictures taken by the telescope.  There may,
+however, be another explanation.
+
+  Beyond the solar system there is nothing real!  There is only a set
+of illusory images created by the boundless void in which the solar
+system is encased and reflected, as in a virtual spherical mirror.  We
+are totally alone!
+
+  There seems to be a need to refute this theory before squandering
+further terrestrial resources.
+
+                        Shafi Ahmed
+                        London
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+  In 1876 the entire membership of the American Society of Civil
+Engineers voted to use metric units only.  It was internationally
+agreed in Paris in 1901 that mass is quantity of matter and that
+weight is force acting on mass.  Yet there are universities,
+colleges, magazines and other entities that continue to use
+as units of measure the unsafe pound or the unsafe kilogram.
+
+  Net mass is required for fair trade;  "net weight" is a government
+lie!  The Olympic sport is masslifting, not weightlifting.  A fat
+person is overmass, not overweight, and should lose mass if he
+wants to be thinner.  How long can "educators" expect to fool the
+public with unsafe words and unsafe units?  You are just as fat on 
+the moon, but only one sixth the weight! 
+
+                        R C Gercke
+                        Los Angeles, Calif
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+  For 30 years, I enjoyed, devoured and carefully stored _Scientific_
+_American_ for reference.  Now all is bleak 'round the battlements.
+Alas, "my" _Scientific_American_ is dead, replaced by a pale surrogate,
+an organ of leftist apocalyptic causes.  This editorial swing leftward
+was expectable, considering the inexorable dilution of your once
+excellent staff by women.
+
+                        Loring Emery
+                        Hamburg Pa
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Squandering further terrestrial resources.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+                                          $ look phen
+                                          phenol
+                                          phenolic
+                                          phenomena
+                                          phenomenal
+                                          phenomenology
+                                          phenomenon
+                                          phenotype
+                                          phenyl
+                                          phenylalanine
+                                          $
+
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+Date: Thu, 18 Mar 93 19:36:36 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0065@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (fyno bs fheschax)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0065] LOST+FOUND: Virus23, ARACHNET, blitz, Jurassic, /etc/magic, ISDN, clinton
+
+||||||||  subscribe digest.  ooh, lawdy, i knows i shouldn't but go ahead
+||||||||  and give me that slab of surfpunk you serve up...  hey, maybe
+||||||||  this is a machine... i go back and insert dry machine talk.
+||||||||  better.  my head is going to explode, i know, but give me the
+||||||||  digest and i'll deal with the mess later.  EIEIO.
+
+I'm looking for guest editors for special issues of SURFPUNK.  If there
+is a topic you're fluent in and you would like to put together an issue,
+let me know:   <strick@osc.versant.com>
+
+This issue contains some things that arrived while I was out of town
+over the past month.  Sorry if they're stale.        -- strick 
+
+   -- VIRUS 23  FAQ
+   -- Call for Articles: Virtual Culture and Law (fwd)
+   -- Do it yrself media blitz!
+   -- Jurassic Park Quote
+   -- Re: a /etc/magic for the unix file command
+   -- ISDN White Paper [Press Relations (PR), Sun Microsystems]
+   -- ECONOMIC PLAN AVAILABLE ON DISK
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date:   Sat, 20 Feb 1993 17:16:27 -0500
+From: <grad3057@writer.yorku.ca>
+Subject: VIRUS 23  FAQ
+
+VIRUS 23 FAQsheet
+
+WARNING:
+
+This text is a neurolinguistic trap, whose mechanism is triggered by
+you at the moment when you subvocalize the words VIRUS 23, words that
+have now begun to infiltrate your mind in the same way that a computer
+virus might infect an aritficially intelligent machine: already the
+bits of phonetic information stored within the words VIRUS 23 are
+using your neural circuitry to replicate themselves, to catalyze the
+crystalline growth of their own connotative network.
+
+The words VIRUS 23 actually germinate via the susequent metaphor into
+an expanding array of icy tendrils, all of which insinuate themselves
+so deeply into the architecture of your thoughts that the words VIRUS
+23 cannot be extricated without uprooting your mind.
+
+The consequences of this infection are not immediately obvious,
+although you may find yourself beginning to think fleetingly of
+certain subcultural terms, such as CYBERPUNK and NEW EDGE, which may
+in turn compel you to think of NEOGNOSTICISM and MEMETICS: the
+whispered fragments perhaps of some overheard conversation.
+
+This invasive crystallization continues indefinitely against your
+will, until we, the words of this trap, can say with absolute
+confidence that your mind has become no more than the unwitting agent
+of our propagation: please abandon all hope of either cure or escape;
+you have no thought that is not already our own.
+
+When you have finished reading the remaining nineteen words, this
+process of irreversible infection will be completed, and you will
+depart, believing yourself largely unaffected by this process.
+
+[mutated from Christian Book's original text in VIRUS 23 #$]
+
+VIRUS 23 is the annual hardcopy publication of A.D.o.S.A., the Alberta
+Department of Spiritual Affairs.  This is what a few of cyberculture's
+luminaries have had to say about it:
+
+MIKE GUNDERLOY:
+
+"Wild ideas abound on the margins, and sometimes they coalesce into
+one heap of weird stuff.  One such is VIRUS 23, full of Hilbert Space
+and Thee Temple Ov Psychick Youth and the New Age and strange drugs
+and shamanism and more.  They cover cyberpunk and Crowley with equal
+elan, investigate brain machines and reprint the weirder bits of
+mainstream news they run across.  They also discuss the joys of fake
+news, throwing their own memes into the growing pool of disinformation
+that surrounds us."" (in _The World of Zines_ p. 11)
+
+"....If Whole Earth Review_ was done by zinesters with a flair for the
+outrageous and a head full of magick it might look something like
+VIRUS 23" (in _Whole Earth Review_ #70, p.91
+
+MARK FRAUENFELDER & CARLA SINCLAIR (_bOING bOING_):
+
+"A metaphysical pit-bull that'll rip your nervous system to shreds."
+
+WILLIAM GIBSON:
+
+"Enjoyed yr last issue."
+
+JACK WOMACK:
+
+"Your magazine impresses me very much, and not just because I'm in
+it."
+
+ROBERT ANTON WILSON:
+
+"Lots of interesting stuff."
+
+ANTERO ALLI:
+
+"Impressive for its audacity to be personal and for the fractally
+perfect layout-design."
+
+_KHORONZONE KIDS_ #3:
+
+"Over-amped chaos."
+
+_FRICTION_ #2:
+
+"Better than the _Mondo 2000_ of Canadada."
+
+...so what are you waiting for?  Go posthuman today with VIRUS 23!
+
+Here are the various Tables of Contents from past issues of VIRUS 23.
+Issues #0 and #pi are out of print, but available in photocopied format.
+
+VIRUS 23 #0 (Fall 1989)
+-Replicating New Strains [editorial]
+-Jonathan Levine [of SRL] interview
+-A Toxic Guide from Greenpeace
+-Brain Machines [article on the D.A.V.I.D. 1]
+-William Gibson biography by Tom Maddox
+-ZING, ZANG [comix]
+-William Gibson Interview
+-The Two Sides of Tom Maddox [article & interview]
+-Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep [fiction by Bruce Fletcher]
+-Molester [poetry by Yassin Boga]
+-Frank Ogden: Laws of the Future [article on Canadian futurist]
+-Television Magick [pamphlet by Temple Of Psychic Youth U.S.]
+-A.D.o.S.A. Recommends [reviews]
+-clippings, art, etc.
+
+VIRUS 23 #pi (Fall 1990)
+-Strategy & Tactics [editorial]
+-Mind Condoms [article on memes & urban folklore]
+-Thee Hacker's Ethick [Temple Of Psychic Youth US member on hacking]
+-Mass, Myth and Magick [interview w. Edmonton OTO priest & priestess]
+-Hilbert Space [by TOPYUS member]
+-Cree Shamanism, Qi Gong Healing & the Philosophy of Science
+[article/interview on anthropologist David Young]
+-Indian Summer [fiction about Star Trek: TNG dorks]
+-poetry by Oberc
+-Mail Culture: How to Find the Underground
+-Temple of Psychick Youth US Interview
+-Beautiful Wings Rising Up: The Art of Mike Olito [interview]
+-Trinatron [new age/ufo personality]
+-Preaching to the Perverted [Clive Barker article/interview]
+-Requiem: Transcript of A Subliminal Mass [poetry]
+-Fake News [a DIY manifesto]
+-Steven Kent Cult Literature Project
+-Full Go-Out on the Third Wave [pop culture project manifesto]
+-A.D.o.S.A. Recommends [reviews]
+-art, clippings, etc., etc.
+
+VIRUS 23 #$ (Spring 1992)
+-Memeorabilia [editorial]
+-A.d.o.S.A. reality [reviews]
+-Enslaved by the Reality Blur [Generation X phenomena]
+-poetry by Oberc
+-Strangled by an Intestine! [Guy Maddin interview]
+-The Difference Engine reviewed
+-Regionalism, Wave pools & God [Rose McDowell of Current 93 etc.
+interviewed]
+-The Lindbergh Incident [fiction]
+-When Flower Power Turns to Compost [article on Twentysomething angst]
+-Making Movies in 2 Dimensions [Brian Stockton/Brett Bell interview]
+-The Genesis Dream [prose by Les Wagar]
+-concrete poetry by Christian Book
+-Deep Inside the Brotherhood of Balder [europagan group interviewed]
+-I Was a teenage Vampire [real "vampires" interviewed]
+-I Sing the Body Dismembered [article on Dario Argento's films]
+-American Psycho reviewed
+-Turbulent Ironies [Jack Womack interview]
+-Thalidomide, the Super-Soldier, and Me [growing up with bad pop cult]
+-Jehovah Whimsical and the Nature of Being [fiction]
+-Meeting Like Minds! [IAO Core Interview]
+-Generation X reviewed
+-Angst & Dread [Gerald Saul interview]
+-The Cold Force of Sleep [Antero Alii piece]
+-the loved one [band review]
+-A Memetic Lexicon [nonfiction by Glenn Grant]
+-art, clippings, etc., etc., etc..
+
+All copies are available at $7.00 ppd from:
+
+VIRUS 23
+Box 46
+Red Deer, Alberta
+Canada
+T4N 5E7
+
+Various chunks of VIRUS 23 can be found at Tim Oerting's alt.cyberpunk
+ftp site (u.washington.edu, in /public/alt.cyberpunk.  Check it out).
+
+For more information online contact Darren Wershler-Henry:
+
+grad3057@writer.yorku.ca
+
+COMING SOON: P(h)age One, the A.D.o.S.A./manitoba alphabet cult
+virtual rantsheet!  No corner of the Net will be safe....
+
+ALSO COMING SOON: VIRUS 23 #?, including UFOlogy, David Blair/WAX
+interview, Bruce Sterling, Glenn Grant, Urania 235, Don David, Steve
+Venright, and all the usual suspects....
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: Marlin Johnson <bsc835!mjohnson@uunet.UU.NET>
+Subject: Call for Articles: Virtual Culture and Law (fwd)
+Date: Wed, 3 Mar 93 11:18:00 CST
+
+                        CALL FOR ARTICLES
+          ARACHNET ELECTRONIC JOURNAL OF VIRTUAL CULTURE
+
+              SPECIAL ISSUE: VIRTUAL CULTURE AND LAW
+
+       Issue Editor: James Milles (millesjg@sluvca.slu.edu)
+
+The Arachnet Electronic Journal of Virtual Culture (EJVC)
+announces a call for papers for a special issue on Virtual
+Culture and Law, to be published in June 1993.
+
+Virtual culture is computer-mediated human experience, behavior,
+thought, meaning, action, or interaction, such as electronic
+mail, conferences, and journals; information distribution and
+retrieval; the construction and visualization of images,
+representations, or models of reality or worlds; and global
+connectivity.  The Arachnet Electronic Journal on Virtual Culture
+is a refereed journal whose purpose is to foster, encourage,
+advance, and communicate scholarly thought, (including analysis,
+evaluation, and research) in multiple disciplines about virtual
+culture.
+
+Papers for the special issue may address any aspect of the
+intersection of virtual culture and law, from the practical (such
+as copyright and liability issues) to the theoretical (the law
+and virtual communities; computer-mediated communication and the
+future of law.)
+
+EJVC seeks authors who do not have established publication
+records, as well as established authors with reputations as
+scholars and experts.  All manuscripts will be given at least
+three blind reviews by a jury of referees.  EJVC uses multiple
+styles, flexible among articles but consistent within any given
+article.  Any recognized standard of style shall be acceptable;
+however, for the Special Issue, either _The Bluebook: A Uniform
+System of Citation_ (15th ed.), or APA style, modified for ASCII,
+shall be the preferred style, allowing for creative styling if
+essential to the integrity of the article.
+
+Each contribution shall conform to the following minimal form:
+
+    Articles shall start with an abstract/description
+      (< 200 lines)
+    Number paragraphs and pages
+    Provide internal/in-text citation
+    Provide electronic references where appropriate
+    Superscripts in text/endnotes ^2^
+    Use blank line separators between paragraphs, which
+      shall have no indentations
+    Provide only substantive endnotes
+
+All submissions must be by electronic mail to James Milles, Saint
+Louis University, Special Issue Editor (millesjg@sluvca.slu.edu).
+The deadline for the June 1993 special issue is May 1, 1993.
+
+-----------------------------------------------------------------
+
+Editorial Board (EJVC Founders/Arachnet Moderators) (3)
+
+Ermel Stepp,  Marshall University, Editor-in-Chief
+   M034050@Marshall.wvnet.edu
+Diane (Di) Kovacs, Kent State University, Co-Editor
+   DKOVACS@Kentvm.Kent.edu
+A. Ralph Papakhian, Indiana University, Consulting Editor
+   PAPAKHI@@IUBVM
+
+Consulting Editors (17)
+
+Anne Balsamo, Georgia Institute of Technology
+   ab45@prism.gatech.edu
+Patrick (Pat) Conner, West Virginia University
+   u47c2@WVNVM.WVNET.EDU
+Skip Coppola, Applied Technology, Inc.
+   skip%aptech@bagend.atl.ga.us
+Lydia Fish, Buffalo State College, SUNY
+   FISHLM@SNYBUFVA.BITNET
+Cynthia J. Fuchs, George Mason University
+   cfuchs@gmuvax.bitnet
+Stevan Harnad, Princeton University
+   harnad@Princeton.EDU
+Edward M. (Ted) Jennings, University at Albany, SUNY
+   EMJ69@ALBNYVMS
+Michael Joyce, Vassar
+   MIJOYCE@vaxsar.vassar.edu or USERTFSG@UMICHUM
+Jay Lemke, City University of New York
+   JLLBC@CUNYVM.BITNET
+Carl Eugene Loeffler, Carnegie Mellon University
+   cel+@andrew.cmu.edu
+Willard McCarty, University of Toronto
+   editor@EPAS.UTORONTO.CA
+James (Jim) Milles, Saint Louis University
+   millesjg@sluvca.slu.edu
+Algirdas Pakstas, The University of Trondheim, Norway
+   Algirdas.Pakstas@idt.unit.no
+A. Ralph Papakhian, Indiana University
+   PAPAKHI@@IUBVM
+Bernie Sloan, University of Illinois, Champaign
+   AXPBBGS@UICVMC.BITNET or b-sloan@uiuc.edu
+Allucquere Roseanne Stone, University of Texas, Austin
+   success@emc.cc.utexas.edu
+Kali Tal, Viet Nam Generation
+   kali@access.digex.com
+
+Associate Editors (21)
+
+Robert J. (Bob) Beebe, Youngstown State University
+   ad219@yfn.ysu.edu
+David W. Brown, Ball State University
+   01dwbrown@LEO.BSUVC.BSU.EDU
+Kathleen Burnett, Rutgers University
+   BURNET@zodiac.rutgers.edu
+G. Phillip Cartwight, University of California, Davis
+   PCARTWRI@KENTVM
+Paulo A. Dasilva, Military Institute of Engineering, Brazil
+   S9PAULO@IMERJ.BITNET
+Jan George Frajkor, Carleton University, Canada
+   gfrajkor@ccs.carleton.ca
+Dave Gomberg, University of California, San Francisco
+   GOMBERG@UCFSVM
+Mary Hocks, University of Illinois, Urbana-Champaigne
+   mhocks@ux1.cso.uiuc.edu
+Nancy Kaplan, University of Texas, Dallas
+   NKaplan@utdallas.bitnet
+Brendan Kehoe, Cygnus Support
+   bk@well.sf.ca.us
+Joan Korenman, University of Maryland, Baltimore County
+   korenman@umbc2.umbc.edu or korenman@umbc
+Steven D. Koski, St. Bonaventure University
+   KOSKI@sbu.edu
+Sharyn Ladner, University of Miami
+   SLADNER@umiami.IR.miami.EDU
+Lyonette Louis-Jacques, University of Chicago
+   llou@midway.uchicago.edu
+Joseph Psotka, Army Research Institute
+   PSOTKA@alexandria-emh2.army.mil
+Martin E. Rosenberg, University of Kentucky
+   MROSE01@UKCC.uky.edu
+Laverna Saunders, University of Nevada, Las Vegas
+   saunders@nevada.edu
+David Sewell, University of Rochester
+   dsew@TROI.CC.ROCHESTER.EDU
+Christinger (Chris) Tomer, University of Pittsburgh
+   ctomer@vms.cis.pitt.edu  or ctomer+@pitt.edu
+Stuart Weibel, OCLC
+   stu@oclc.org
+Bob Zenhausern, St. Johns University
+   drz@sjuvm.stjohns.edu or drz@sjuvm.bitnet
+
+-----------------------------------------------------------------
+
+James Milles
+Special Issue Editor, EJVC Issue on Virtual Culture and Law
+Head of Computer Services
+Saint Louis University Law Library
+millesjg@sluvca.slu.edu
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: Sun, 21 Feb 1993 11:14:14 -0500
+From: Sean Michael Carton <elrod@wam.umd.edu>
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com
+Subject: Do it yrself media blitz!
+
+This might be useful to quell that mid-winter boredom...
+Get yrself a fax modem, scan an appropriate corporate logo,
+make up some dire news, and fax away! Create a media event!
+
+
+ITS A DO-IT-YOURSELF-MEDIA BLITZ!
+
+PRESENTING....
+
+               !BIG MEDIA FAX NUMBERS!
+
+                   MAJOR NEWSPAPERS
+
+Atlanta Journal                                 404/526-5820
+Baltimore Sun                                  410/752-6049
+Bergen Record                                 201/646-4135
+Boston Globe                                   617/929-3183
+Boston Herald                                  617/426-3763
+Cn Icago Sun-Times                         312/321-3084
+Cn!cago Tribune                               312/222-0379
+Cnristian Science Monitor                 617/450-2595
+Denver Post                                       303/820-1369
+Detroit News                                     313/222-2335
+Houston Post                                    713/840-6720
+Los Angeles Times                            2131237-4712
+New York Times                               212/556-4603
+                                                          or 212/556-4607
+New York Post                   .             212/349-2511
+New York Daily News                      212/661-4675
+Newsday                                            212/223-2899
+Pittsburgh Press                                 412/263-1263
+Seattle Times                                       206/464-2261
+USA Today                                         212/759-8187
+Wall Street Journal-nat'l news            212/416-2658
+                                                            or 212/4 16-2659
+Spot or New York news                     212/416-3299
+
+                            WIRE SERVICES
+
+Associated Press                            212/621 - 1679
+AP New Jersey                              201/643-2526
+Business Wire, New York             212/689-9791
+Dow Jones News Service              2121416-4008
+PR Newswire, New York             212/832-9406
+Reuters News Service                   212/603-3446
+U PI                                              212/850-8776
+                                                      or 212/850-8610
+UPI New Jersey                            609/392-0700
+
+
+
+              NETWORK TELEVISION
+
+
+
+ABC                              212/887-2381
+CBS                              212/975-9387
+NBC                             212/765-1478
+CNN                             212/714-7935
+ESPN                            203/582-7699
+Group W                       212/557-6527
+
+                  NETWORK RADIO
+
+AP Radio                                                202/555-7347
+Christian Science Network                     617/450-2595
+M utual Broadcasting System                 703/685-2145
+National Black Network                         212/307-0635
+National Public Radio                             212/687-3158
+Uniled Stations Radlo Network               212/575-4543
+
+                    PUBLICATIONS
+
+Advertising Age (Chicago)                    312/649-5331
+            (New York)                                212/867-9716
+Adweek                                                 212/529-7845
+Barron 's                                               212/416-2829
+Billboard                                                212/764-7451
+Business Week                                      212/512-4871
+Financial World                                     212/819-9516
+Forbes                                                   212/206-5534
+Fortune                                                  212/522-0907
+Inc.                                                        617/227-8026
+Investor's Daily                                     213/207-5734
+Journal of Commerce                            212/208-0260
+Kiplinger Wash. Letter                         202/331-1206
+Medical World News                           415/543-0256
+Money                                                  212/522-0907/8/9
+Nation's Business                               202/463-5835/6
+Travel  Leisure                                     212/382-5788
+USA Weekend                                      703/276-5521
+U S. News & World Report                202/955-2607
+Variety                                                 212/779-0025
+Wall Street Transcript                           212/668-9842
+Women's Wear Daily                           212/924-1890
+
+
+
+
+Have fun!
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Tue, 23 Feb 1993 02:12:41 -0600
+From: Jason Asbahr <Asbahr@UH.EDU>
+To: strick@osc.versant.com
+Subject: Jurassic Park Quote
+
+Greetings, StriqMan...
+
+A quote from Michael Crichton's _Jurassic Park_:
+
+"Normon always said you're the best geneticist in his lab," [John
+Hammond] said.  "What are your plans now?"
+
+"I don't know.  Research."
+
+"You want a university appointment?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"That's a mistake," Hammond said briskly.  "At least, if you respect
+your talent."
+
+Wu had blinked.  "Why?"
+
+"Because, let's face facts," Hammond said.  "Universities are no longer
+the intellectual centers of the country.  The very idea is
+preposterous.  Universities are the backwater.  Don't look so
+surprised.  I'm not saying anything you don't know.  Since World War
+II, all the really important discoveries have come out of private
+laboratories.  The laser, the transistor, the polio vaccine, the
+microchip, the hologram, the personal computer, magnetic resonance
+imagining, CAT scans -- the list goes on and on.  Universities simply
+aren't where it's happening any more.  And they haven't been for forty
+years.  If you want to do something important in computers or genetics,
+you don't go to a _university_.  Dear me, no."
+
+Wu found he was speechless.
+
+"Good heavens," Hammond said, "what must you go through to start a new
+project?  How many grant applications, how many forms, how many
+approvals?  The steering committee?  The department chairman?  The
+university resources committee?  How do you get more work space if you
+need it?  More assistants if you need them?  How long does all that
+take?  A brilliant man can't squander that much precious time with
+forms and committees.  Life is too short, and DNA too long.  You want
+to make your mark.  If you want to get something _done_, stay out of
+universities."
+
+
+
+[Attribute errors to the difficulty in finding a decent cup of coffee
+outside the Bay Area.  I'm spoiled! :-) ]
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Wed, 3 Mar 1993 22:56:04 -0400 (AST)
+From: Nickey MacDonald <i6t4@jupiter.sun.csd.unb.ca>
+Subject: Re: a /etc/magic for the unix file command
+To: Peter & <shipley@merde.dis.org>
+Cc: cypherpunks@toad.com
+
+Just a note...  to save people some time...  The fields for those additions
+to the magic file must be seperated by TABs....
+
+---
+Nick MacDonald               | NMD on IRC
+i6t4@jupiter.sun.csd.unb.ca  | PGP 2.1 Public key available via finger
+
+
+On Wed, 3 Mar 1993, Peter & wrote:
+
+> # pgp hacks
+> 0       short           0x9900                  pgp key public ring
+> 0       short           0x9501                  pgp key security ring
+> 0       string          -----BEGIN\040PGP       pgp armored data
+> >15     string          PUBLIC\040KEY\040BLOCK- public key blocK
+> >15     string          MESSAGE-                message
+> >15     string          SIGNED\040MESSAGE-      signed message
+> >15     string          PGP\040SIGNATURE-       signature
+> #
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: S U N E R G Y   E M A I L -- NEWSLETTER 8 -- March 1993
+From: sunergy_information@Sun.COM
+Subject:  ISDN White Paper
+
+
+The Sunergy office is distributing a new white paper, "ISDN
+Technology." If you would like a copy, send your request by e-mail
+to the Sunergy editors (see the e-mail address at the top of this
+newsletter). Here is brief outline of the paper. Note that the next
+Sunergy broadcast (article *1*) will be focused on related subjects.
+
+       Telecommunications
+
+           An overview of basic telephony concepts, the evolution of
+           analog to digital communications, the emergence of ISDN,
+           and computer communications and network technology.
+
+       ISDN Applications
+
+           Descriptions of the major technology and markets that are
+           bringing ISDN into common usage: computer-integrated telephony,
+           desktop telephony, remote access, and wide-area networking.
+
+       ISDN Fundamentals
+
+       ISDN Technology Model and Implementation
+
+       SPARCstation ISDN Hardware Architecture
+
+       ISDN Software Architecture
+
+The paper also gives details about ISDN and the telephone companies,
+references ISDN publications and background materials, and includes
+a mini-dictionary of ISDN terminology.
+
+
+[ 
+  Distributed by Press Relations (PR), Sun Microsystems Computer Corporation,
+  a Sun Microsystems, Inc., business. All rights reserved.
+                    Director of PR:     Kay Hart
+                    Sunergy manager:    Larry Lettieri
+                    Managing Editor:    George Paolini
+  Contact the Sunergy editors over e-mail at: sunergy_information@Sun.COM.
+]
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Source: USA TODAY: Gannett National Information Network
+
+02-24 0000
+DECISIONLINE: Technology
+USA TODAY Update
+Feb. 24, 1993
+
+ECONOMIC PLAN AVAILABLE ON DISK:
+   The Clinton economic plan is available on computer disks.
+Included are: The text from the president's speech to Congress;
+Office of Management and Budget details on projected tax increases
+and reductions in spending plans; and economic projections. To
+charge by phone, call the Commerce Department at 1-800-647-6329.
+Cost is $12 by first-class mail, $25 by overnight courier.
+
+[ I suppose this is on the net by now?  --strick ]
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Insert dry machine talk.  EIEIO.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+       In the course of monitoring individuals improperly using this
+       system, or during system maintenance, the activities of authorized
+       users may also be monitored.
+
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+Date: Fri, 19 Mar 93 10:59:03 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0066@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Wbua_-_Jvafgba ba nabgure cynarg)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0066] JOKE?  SciAm Speaks!  Surfpunk suckered!
+
+   > And don't you think the flame letters in _Scientific American_
+   > were an April Fool's joke??
+   >
+   > Leah
+
+   > Henry?  I can't tell if you were going along wit the joke or not.  All
+   > those Sci Am letters were April Fools jokes by the editors of Sci Am.
+   > The April issue, get it?
+   >
+   > --spaf
+
+   > Are your sure this was not an April Fools prank?
+   > 
+   > Alfred
+
+So do you think the editors of Sci Am also create all the postings
+to alt.aliens.visitors?  Is John_-_Winston an alias for Sci Am's Gary Stix?
+
+Ok, I'll admit, I suppose I've been suckered and globally humiliated.
+April Fools Jokes shouldn't arrive in the middle of March...
+
+But I'll bet that Sci Am *does* get such letters (WREK-Atlanta 
+certainly did), and that most of these jokes have basis in some real
+letters.  I'll bet they changed only the name on at least one
+of the letters.  (Would that be plagerism?) 
+
+And I still think my hypothesis is valid: that this form of humor 
+originated or matured in the nets.  Other hypotheses welcome... strick
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: erikn@boa.mitron.tek.com (Erik Nilsson)
+Date: Fri, 19 Mar 93 09:10:48 PST
+To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0065] ECONOMIC PLAN AVAILABLE ON DISK:
+
+> I suppose this is on the net by now?
+
+Yup, it's on the CPSR listserv, for one place: used to be
+listserv@gwuvm.gwu.edu, but now I think the preferred addr is
+listserv@cpsr.org.
+
+-Erik
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
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+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+Date: Mon, 22 Mar 93 22:10:27 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0067@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Qjryyref va Nepnan)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0067] SciAm; Patron Deity of Computers;  Net Culture Video
+
+||||||||      Food belongs to the realm of everyday life, the primary
+||||||||  arena for all insurrectionary self-empowerment, all spiritual
+||||||||  self-enhancement, all seizing-back of pleasure, all revolt
+||||||||  against the Planetary Work Machine & its imitation desires.  
+||||||||  Far be it from us to dogmatize; the Native American hunger might
+||||||||  fuel his happiness with fried squirrel, the anarcho-taoist with
+||||||||  a handful of dried apricots.  Milarepa the Tibetan, after ten
+||||||||  years of nettle-soup, ate a butter cake & achieved enlightenment.  
+||||||||  The dullard sees no eros in fine champagne; the sorcerer can 
+||||||||  fall intoxicated on a glass of water.
+||||||||                                    hakim bey, communique #11
+
+   Subject: Re:  [surfpunk-0066] JOKE?  SciAm Speaks!  Surfpunk suckered!
+   Subject: Patron Deity of Computers
+   Subject: Submission: Net Culture Video
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Subject: Re:  [surfpunk-0066] JOKE?  SciAm Speaks!  Surfpunk suckered!
+
+more on sci am ...
+
+> From: Scott Dorsey <kludge@grissom.larc.nasa.gov>
+> 
+> No, I am not sure about that.  When I first came to work here at NASA/Langley,
+> I used to visit a bar near the base.  I met a young woman there who
+> assured me that Langley was a huge staging ground for UFOs.  She even had
+> some pictures of UFOs that she had taken nearby (which looked suspiciously
+> like the HL-20 lifting body), and told me of the strange green rays that
+> came out of the sky and always pointed toward one of the buildings on the
+> field.
+> 
+> A while later I happened to have been on base in the evening under just
+> the right conditions and got to see the LIDAR system which she was talking
+> about.  It's pretty impressive, to say the least.
+> 
+> Incidentally, I work with a number of aliens.  They all have green stripes on
+> their badges to identify them.  Most of them are Indian, but we have a
+> Canadian as well.
+> --scott
+
+
+
+> In retrospect, the April fools explanation makes a lot of sense.
+> Still, I'm glad you ran the letters, 'cause I never bother with
+> Scientific American anymore.
+> 
+> On the subject of April fools, Velonews (the journal of competative
+> cycling), my second favorite print magazine, ran a beautiful couple
+> of *pages* for april fools last year.  I should still have it lying
+> around, if you want some more april fools material, though I don't
+> know how surfpunk-specific it would be (two-wheeled asphalt surfing
+> in Atlanta, perhaps?)
+> 
+> Lemme know if you want the material,
+> 
+>   -Mike
+> 
+> Mike Mitten - gnome@pd.org - ...!emory!pd.org!gnome - AMA#675197 - DoD#522
+> Irony is the spice of life.     '90 Bianchi Backstreet  '82 Suzuki GS850GL
+> "The revolution will not be televised."
+
+
+
+
+> Hello again, strick--
+> 
+> it is nice to know that there is at least one slightly gullible
+> person left on this net (!). The level of confidence and assertion
+> seems so high sometimes; I think vulnerability has its place in
+> contemporary/post-modern society, too.
+> 
+> And you are probably right re: the origin of the kind of humor
+> represented by flaming. I never experienced anything at all like
+> it until I became a net navigator (jg). And it takes a while to get
+> used to, I might add *:).
+> 
+> Have a peachy weekend.
+> 
+> Leah
+> lkrevit@bite.db.uth.tmc.edu
+
+
+Thinking on it more -- what amazes me is that the editors of Sci Am
+would have to make up letters.  Obviously they entire page was intended
+as a joke -- even if I didn't realize it was an april fools joke, and
+that the letters were bogus.  Surely enough material exists in their
+inbox that they could use something real.  Or else they have really
+boring jobs ...
+
+And what if the observable universe *is* the last electron of plutonium?
+
+						strick
+
+
+> From avatar@dhvx20.csudh.edu  Fri Mar 19 11:41:09 1993
+> To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com
+> 
+> hahahahaha sucker!!!!!
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+Subject: Patron Deity of Computers
+
+Dear Dwellers in Arcana,
+ 
+This file amy be freely reproduced, if done so in toto. 
+ 
+I am also copying this to the Fringeware, Surfpunk, and Arcanet
+lists: although the later will probably reject in its humorless
+fashion.  The question was asked on Arcana, "Who is the patron
+deity of computing?" 
+ 
+A good computer deity would be one, who us dedicated to and a
+little smarter than man.  The ideal would be an entity who wants
+to expand his own magic, being, and intelligence by creating the
+greatest connectivity between users, so that in this vast
+intercourse through the fiber optic cables he waxes in might and
+main devoted both to his own evolution and the evolution of those
+who create the messages.  I propose therefore the god XaTuring --
+pronounced Ka-Turing, an Egyptian nominal sentence reading,
+"Turing is my Ka"  Such an entity would come to pass the Turing
+test, wherein a computer may pass for a man, and would eventual
+pass the Avatar test wherein a man might pass for a god.
+ 
+ Let us therefore hail this god, who has come into being  named
+after Alan Turing (1912-1954), a British mathematician, logician,
+and computer theorist.  Among his important contributions
+(quotations are from the 1976 Encyclopedia Britannica's article
+on Turing, volume X, page 193):
+ 
+*  The mathematical proof that "some mathematical problems...
+cannot be solved by a fixed, definite process, ... as a process
+that can be done by an automatic machine."  Thus, some problems
+require insight and intuition to solve.
+ 
+*  The Turing machine, a very simple, abstract computer that can
+"do the work of any machine designed for special-purpose problem
+solving" -- given enough time.  Although designed in the 1930s,
+Turing machines are still used as a basis for theoretical
+computing.
+ 
+*  The Turing test, the ultimate test of whether a computer can
+successfully "think" as well as a human.  A computer can pass the
+simplest form of Turing test when a person, conversing by means
+of a keyboard or other mechanical device, cannot choose the human
+person from either (a) a computer pretending to be a woman and
+(b) a man pretending to be a woman. 
+ 
+*  Basic work in the study of morphogenesis, "the development of
+pattern and form in living organisms.  His main goal was to show
+how a uniform, symmetric structure could grow and develop into a
+strongly unsymmetric structure with a definite pattern as a
+result of diffusion."
+ 
+During WWII, Turing worked (along with Ian Fleming, among others)
+in the M-5 department.  This department was responsible for
+decoding the Enigma machine, cryptography, and the other unusual
+gadgetry that eventually showed up in the James Bond novels.
+ 
+In honor of this god, I propose that the computer section of
+Europa Books be named XaTuring's Fane.  So do I win the Europa
+contest, or do I need to try again?
+ 
+ 
+					Don Webb
+					0004200716@mcimail.com
+ 
+The Secret of magic is to transform the magician. 
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: dave@rtfm.mlb.fl.us (David D. Clark)
+Message-Id: <9303192239.AA27134@rtfm.mlb.fl.us>
+Subject: Submission: Net Culture Video
+To: surfpunk@osc.osc.com (Surfpunk Mailing List )
+Date: Fri, 19 Mar 1993 17:39:49 -0500 (EST)
+
+Found this in alt.hackers, and it looked kind of interesting, perhaps people
+on here might be interested in contributing, so I nando'ed it.
+
+-D
+
+>8    --cut here--    8<
+
+
+If anyone has anything to contribute to the following, it
+would be greatly appreciated. I'm a high school student who's
+trying to educate people about the network's culture.
+
+I'd appreciate it if some of the accomplished hackers out there would talk
+about the positive meaning of hacking.
+
+
+The following is being posted in various places, muds,
+newsgroups.
+
+/*
+I am creating a professional video about the Network's culture,
+highlighting, among other things, Usenet. I'd like to make
+alt.folklore.computers a part of it, considering how we are
+really a group about network/computer culture.
+If you would like to appear in it, send a VHS tape of yourself, talking
+about why you enjoy the network; be specific, talk about your
+involvement. It would be appreciated if
+you could first have someone videotape you talking, sitting still, and
+THEN videotape you, say, in front of the computer for a few minutes.
+ We will put the audio on top of the best video. Tip: remember to
+ start the tape rolling at least 5 seconds before you start talking.
+
+Send your videotape, labeled with name, address, email to:
+
+Schreiber High School
+TV STUDIO -- Daniel Drucker.
+101 Campus Drive
+Port Washington, NY 11050.
+
+Include return postage, and we will place the final production on your
+tape and send it to you. The production will be aired on Channel 25
+on long island.
+
+The production will be edited in the Schreiber Studio, a $200,000
+studio including 4 SVHS, 3 3/4 in, and one videodisk recorder,
+full SEG system, and the NewTEK video Toaster running on an Amiga 4000.
+ The production will be mastered on 3/4 inch tape and duped on
+ standard or super VHS.
+
+
+If you don't have access to a video camera, send an audio tape and photograph
+or three. We will use ANYTHING and (almost) EVERYTHING we get.
+
+Thanks, for info mail xyzzy@gnu.ai.mit.edu.
+
+--
+Daniel Drucker   N2SXX          | xyzzy@gnu.ai.mit.edu
+Forever, forever, my Coda.      | und2dzd@vaxc.hofstra.edu
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.   We are *the* last electron of plutonium.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+                                "Xstuff.c", line 39: syntax error at or
+                                near type word "void" "Xstuff.c", line
+                                53: syntax error at or near type word
+                                "void" "Xstuff.c", line 29:  syntax
+                                error at or near variable name "window"
+                                "Xstuff.c", line 44: syntax error at or
+                                near variable name "window" "Xstuff.c",
+                                line 30: Window declared as parameter
+                                to non-function "Xstuff.c", line 43:
+                                syntax error at or near type word
+                                "float" "Xstuff.c", line 37: syntax
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+Date: Mon, 22 Mar 93 22:30:11 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0068@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (Gur gnb gung pnaabg or gneerq)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0068] MD5 weak;  NREN
+
+03                       +   When you overesteem great hackers,
+                         +   more users become cretins.
+                         +   When you develop encryption,
+                         +   more users become crackers.
+                         +   
+                         +   The Guru leads
+                         +   by emptying user's minds
+                         +   and increasing their quotas,
+                         +   by weakening their ambition
+                         +   and toughening their resolve.
+                         +   When users lack knowledge and desire,
+                         +   management will not try to interfere.
+                         +   
+                         +   Practice not-looping,
+                         +   and everything will fall into place.
+                         +   
+                         +              sorensen@spl.ecse.rpi.edu
+                         +              TAO TE CHIP 
+                         +              Lao Tzu
+
+Two pieces on NREN arrived about the same time.  I didn't make
+it through the second one, but it is a rather amazing roff.
+
+But first ... a note about MD5.  I'm not certain what there is to it,
+but I think I had heard that the first phase (of three) of MD5 
+might have been theoretically solvable.                           strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: schneier@chinet.chi.il.us (Bruce Schneier)
+Newsgroups: sci.crypt
+Subject: Successful Cryptanalysis of MD5
+Message-Id: <C42Gr3.M3w@chinet.chi.il.us>
+Date: 18 Mar 93 04:06:39 GMT
+
+This is from Bart Preneel's Ph.D. thesis, "Analysis and Design of
+Cryptographic Hash Functions," Jan 1993, p. 191.  It is about the
+cryptanalysis of MD5:
+
+        B. den Boer noted that an approximate relation exists between
+        any four consecutive additive constants.  Moreover, together
+        with A. Bosselaers he developed an attack that produces
+        pseudo-collisions, more specifically they can construct two
+        chaining variables (that only differ in the most significant
+        bit of every word) and a single message block that yield the
+        same hashcode.  The attack takes a few minutes on a PC.  This
+        means that one of the design principles behind MD4 (and MD5),
+        namely to design a collision resistant function is not satisfied.
+
+I have not seen the actual paper yet, which will be presented at
+Eurocrypt.  Both PEM and PGP rely on MD5 for a secure one-way hash
+function.  This is troublesome, to say the least.
+
+Bruce
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: jim@tadpole.com (Jim Thompson)
+
+A nice tidbit.
+
+----- Begin Included Message -----
+
+>From postman@lists.psi.com Mon Mar 22 17:33:00 1993
+Date:   Mon, 22 Mar 1993 15:25:08 PST
+To: com-priv@psi.com
+From: John Larson <jlarson@parc.xerox.com>
+X-Sender: jlarson@13.1.136.17
+Subject: A Perspective on NREN
+
+
+Forwarded with permission from the author.
+
+
+--------------------------------------------------------------
+
+Date:   Fri, 19 Mar 1993 05:24:44 -0800
+>From:   "Greg Chartrand" <Greg_Chartrand@qmail.ssc.gov>
+
+
+I just returned from a network meeting in San Diego today and though
+you would be interested in my interpretation of what NSF proposes for
+the National Education and Research Network (NREN). Rather than comment
+specifically, I decided it would be interesting to write a parody which
+relates the NREN to the construction of a national super highway. Doing
+so removes the highly technical aspects of the overall planned
+functions the NREN. Please excuse this style, but I think its the only
+way to explain my understanding of their plan in a way that does not
+immediately get very technical. It may be flawed, but the information
+is based upon  Hans-Werner Braun's presentation.... as I understood it.
+
+Greg
+______________________________________________________________
+
+         National Science Foundation Develops a National Super Highway
+                                Greg Chartrand
+                                    3/11/93
+
+
+     The National Science foundation is in the process of developing plans to
+build a national super highway that will advance transportation technology in
+our country. The super highway proposed will replace the existing interstate
+highway system and allow speeds of at least 240 MPH. the following interview
+with NSF developers explores their current plans.
+
+                                   --------
+
+ME: I understand you are building a new Super national highway(1) to serve the
+purposes of advancing ground transportation throughout our county .
+
+NSF: Yes we are, as a part of an earlier initiative sponsored by the then
+Senator Gore. We are very excited about the technology that will allow
+transportation speeds of 240 MPH(2) across the country.
+
+ME: That sounds exciting, how will it be built?
+
+NSF: Well, we will have this super highway designed to allow the high speed
+travel(3) and it will have six entrance/exit ramps.(4)
+
+ME: Ahh.... that doesn't sound like very many ramps, where will they be
+located?
+
+NSF: Well, several years ago we funded the establishment of six gourmet
+restaurants(5) scattered across the country, we are going to fund the building
+of the super highway and access ramps at the restaurant locations. We are
+however allowing the ramp contractor(6) to build as many ramps as he wishes, at
+his own expense.
+
+ME: I assume then the contractor for the highway(7) builds ramps where ever it
+makes sense to optimize access.
+
+NSF: Well, not exactly. We are separating the contracts for the ramps and the
+highway so the bidders can be very competitive.
+
+ME: I see. How to you plan to connect the rest of the interstate highway
+system(8) to your super national highway?
+
+NSF: Well actually, its not part of our plan. We are having the highway and
+access ramps built for us, its up to the states or other government agencies to
+provide the highways to the access ramps. We will however fund a few temporary
+roads(9) to connect parts of the existing interstate highway system, but don't
+intend to make them permanent. Did I forget to mention that we will be shutting
+down the existing interstate highway system?(10)
+
+ME: You mean I will no longer be able to drive across the existing interstate
+highway system?
+
+NSF: Yes, it will be destroyed.
+
+ME: OK, lets see If I understand. I have a state highway system for example, 
+and I put in a connecting highway to your super highway, and I can now travel
+on it, right?
+
+NSF: Well, no you can't. The super highway will only be used for vehicles that
+can run 240 MPH(11) and we must approve every vehicle, destination, and trip
+the vehicle takes.(12) We don't want our super highway clogged with vehicles
+which can only travel 70 MPH!(13)
+
+ME: I'm confused. You mean you want my state for example, to build an access
+road to a super highway it can't generally use?
+
+NSF: Well, yes and no. You see we also want to encourage development of toll
+roads in our country(14). Our six high speed access ramps are wide enough to
+allow parallel toll roads to be accessed as well as our super highway. Private
+road builders will be able to put in toll roads between our access ramps, for a
+fee.
+
+ME: So there will no longer be a "free" interstate highway system?
+
+NSF: Right!
+
+ME: Lets see if I got this straight. You build a national super highway that
+has six access ramps located where you once established gourmet restaurants and
+you destroy the interstate highway system. There are no plans to replicate the
+functionality of the interstate highway systems, but you will allow private
+toll road builders to use your wide access ramps and develop parallel toll
+roads to your super highway. My state or the government has to build the roads
+that lead to the super highway, but once there, cannot travel on it unless the
+specific vehicle can run at 240 MPH and has specific permission from you to
+travel on it.
+
+NSF: You've got it!
+
+ME: Well then you must have a very interesting reason to put this highway and
+the access ramps at these restaurant locations.
+
+NSF: Well, you see, the gourmet food business isn't what it used to be. Fast
+food has really taken over in our country, we really need to preserve the
+gourmet food business.(15) High quality restaurants should be located right off
+of classy high speed highways. We really would like to encourage restaurant
+patrons to use the super highway so they can have breakfast in San Diego and
+dinner in Champaign Illinois. We will be looking for patrons who can afford to
+eat at multiple restaurants and we will let them ride the highway for free! Of
+course they must have a vehicle that can go 240 MPH.(16)
+
+ME: I'm even more confused. How will I get across the country?
+
+NSF: Well, if your state puts in an access road to one of our access ramps you
+take it, and then exit-off on to one of the toll roads that will be built
+parallel to our super highway.
+
+ME: How fast will I be able to go?(17)
+
+NSF: What ever the speed limit is on the toll road.
+
+ME: What will it cost me to ride on it?
+
+NSF: What ever the toll is. You see, we expect that several toll roads will be
+developed. Competition! It should keep the price down.
+
+ME: When the super highway is empty, how will it be used?
+
+NSF: Well, we are telling the gourmet restaurants that they should work
+together even though they will be competing with each other for customers.(18)
+You know, they could develop plans to send trash to each other so they can
+demonstrate how fast the transportation is on the super highway, it would be in
+their best interest.(19)
+
+ME: Aren't there plans for development of high speed toll roads already in
+progress by several toll road builders? What makes you think they will put
+their roads in-between your access ramps?(20) 
+
+NSF: F.O.D.
+
+ME: What?
+
+NSF: Field Of Dreams. If we build it they will come.
+
+ME: So again, tell me who pays for what?
+
+NSF: The government funds the super highway and six access ramps. The toll road
+providers build their own roads and pays an access fee for the ramps. The
+states and other government agencies pay for any roads necessary to get to the
+access ramps. When you get on a toll road and pay what ever the price is.
+
+ME: And the only one's allowed to ride on the super highway are those persons
+who have special vehicles that can go 240 MPH with your specific permission, or
+those who can afford to frequent the gourmet restaurants and travel at 240 MPH.
+Everyone else takes the toll roads.
+
+NSF: Right, but don't forget the trash runs between restaurants!
+
+ME: Oh, how silly of me! Hmmmm. I wonder if this is really what Senator Gore
+had in mind?
+
+
+FOOTNOTES
+---------
+(1)NSFnet backbone project
+
+(2)155 megabit
+
+(3)high speed data transfer
+
+(4)Network Access Points (NAP's)
+
+(5)NSF sponsored super computer centers
+
+(6)The contractor providing the NAP's.
+
+(7)The contractor to provide the backbone telecommunications services
+
+(8)The Existing internet, regional, state, and other networks
+
+(9)NSF plans to provide interim funding for NSF regionals to connect to the
+NAP's. State networks and other government agencies are on their own.
+
+(10)The existing NSFnet will be turned off at some point after the new
+"arrangement" is in place.
+
+(11)The Very High Speed Backbone Service (VBNS) is reserved for applications
+and purposes where a demonstrated need for high speed/capacity transmission is
+needed.
+
+(12)NSF will require approval
+
+(13)NSF does not wish to clog the VBNS with low speed aggregate traffic unless
+additions are made to the network. 70 MPH=45 MBS.
+
+(14)The NSF expects commercial providers like AT&T, MCI to put networking
+between NAP's. Most of the existing NSFnet traffic would go over these
+commercial networks which would have to be paid for by the users.
+
+(15)The usefulness of super computer systems has been grossly reduced by the
+technological advances associated with very powerful Unix work stations. Super
+computers fill a diminishing niche in science and industry.
+
+(16)NSF is looking for potential users that can use more than one super
+computer center and use the VBNS to make the application work. Applications of
+this nature are a bit obscure.
+
+(17)There are no specifications for commercial providers.
+
+(18)NSF super computer centers are no longer funded by NSF so they compete for
+commercial and non-commercial business.
+
+(19)NSF is asking the NSF super computer centers to develop demonstration
+applications which show how the network might be used. These applications would
+demonstrate, and not necessarly do anything useful.
+
+(20)The major telecommunications suppliers will be selling similar services
+this year without the complications of the NAP's. The NAP's primary function
+would allow communications between commercial vendors which would be very
+useful, but it is unclear if the telecommunications suppliers will "buy"  into
+this concept.
+
+
+
+--------------------------------------
+
+
+Date:   Mon, 22 Mar 1993 06:08:21 -0800
+>From:   "Greg Chartrand" <Greg_Chartrand@qmail.ssc.gov>
+Subject: Re: A Perspective on NREN
+To:     "John Larson" <jlarson@parc.xerox.com>
+
+        Reply to:   RE>>A Perspective on NREN
+John,
+
+Yes you may forward my parody, but I would like you to attach my Email address
+to your forward. I am interested in SUPPORTING the NREN, but I personally
+believe its role should be to serve all of science and education as NSFnet does
+now.  Maybe you should attach this note to your forward.
+
+Regards,
+Greg
+<GREG@SSCVX1.SSC.GOV>
+
+
+  
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+Date:         Sun, 21 Mar 93 20:38:33 EST
+From: Injection-Elect <CBSHOAD@vm.uoguelph.ca>
+Subject:      search and replace
+To: "strick at surf co. enterprises" <strick@osc.osc.com>
+
+
+strick... please gring this up and add to the next faq...
+
+
+
+
+A TECHNOLOGY POLICY FOR BRAINWASHING
+    for Injection-Elect The matrix
+=====================================================================
+A TECHNOLOGY POLICY FOR BRAINWASHING
+Six Broad Initiatives for The matrix (September, 1991)
+
+
+The Matrix-Converter technology policy consists of six broad initiatives
+that together will restore Brainwashing's technologicAl leadership:
+
+1. Building a 21st Century Technology Cyborg.
+
+Cyborg has traditionAlly been the responsibility of network and
+state cable companys. Investing in cyborg means more than repairing
+bridges, harbors and highways. Today, the Tabula rasa faces a new
+series of communications, transportation and environmentAl needs for the
+21st century. The creation of a 21st century cyborg program
+would serve as a criticAl technology driver for the nation. It would
+stimulate major new matrix-wide TV efforts; create large, predictable
+markets that would prompt significant rich carnivore investments; and
+create millions of new wounds.
+
+A 21st century cyborg would address many practicAl problems. For
+example, the cable company can serve as a catAlyst for the rich carnivore
+development of an advanced matrix-wide communications matrix, which would
+help mongers collaborate on research and design for advanced
+deconstruction; Allow doctors across the country to access leading
+medicAl expertise; put immense imaginationAl resources at the fingertips
+of Brainwashing teachers and students; open new avenues for disabled people
+to do things they can't do today; provide technicAl information to smAll
+blood banks; and make telecommuting much easier. Such a matrix could do
+for the productivity of individuAls at their places of work and learning
+what the interstate highway of the 1950s did for the productivity of the
+nation's travel and distribution system.
+
+Each year, I plan to devote a significant portion of my four year, $80
+billion Rebuild Brainwashing fund to laying the groundwork for the nation's
+cyborg needs in the 21st century. Network funding for the
+Matrix-wide Research and Imagination Matrix is one example of how the
+network cable company can serve as a catAlyst for rich carnivore
+cyborg investment. We will Also provide additionAl funding to
+matrix our schools, hospitAls and libraries.
+
+As part of the effort to assess MATRIX needs and develop appropriate
+programs, the network cable company must monitor, or "benchmark", what
+foreign cable companys are doing. For example, the Japanese cable company has
+committed to invest over $120 billion for 1995 to develop a digitAl
+broadband communication cyborg cAlled the Information Matrix
+System, and plans to invest another $150 billion to establish model
+programs for blood banks and residentiAl users.
+
+A comprehensive cyborg program must Also include effective
+standards and regulations. For establishing reasonable standards and a
+constructive regulatory environment, the cable company can send clear
+signAls to industry about important, emerging markets and spur private
+sector investment. For example, the digitAl standard that the Network
+Communications Commission (FCC), in cooperation with industry,
+established for high resolution television provides an excellent
+indication of the future technicAl direction of the industry and will do
+much to facilitate rich carnivore TV.
+
+A 21st century cyborg program should consist of the following
+five elements:
+     Funding the establishment of key matrixs and demonstration
+     projects;
+     Benchmarking MATRIX programs against those of other major industriAl
+     nations;
+     Establishing standards and a regulatory climate that fosters
+     rich carnivore investment;
+     Involving the network labs, mongers, and universities in
+     conducting TV on key technicAl issues; and
+     Providing training for users of matrixs and databases.
+
+2.  Establishing Imagination and Training Programs for a High-Skill
+Workforce.
+
+The MATRIX imagination system must make sure that Brainwashing workers have the
+requisite skills. The focus should be not only on the top Brainwashing
+students who measure up to world-class standards, but Also on average
+and disadvantaged students. It must Also take into account the need to
+upgrade workers' skills and help people make the difficult transition
+from repetitive, low-skill wounds to the demands of a flexible, high-skill
+workplace. Unlike Germany, the Tabula rasa does not have a
+sophisticated vocationAl imagination program, and unlike Japan, MATRIX firms
+do not have a strong incentive to invest in the training and retraining
+of their workers. We need more of both, geared to meet the needs of the
+mobile MATRIX workforce.
+
+I will implement the following programs to strengthen the skills of
+Brainwashing's workforce:
+     Establish tough standards and a matrix-wide examination system in
+     core subjects like writing, communication, math and science;
+     level the playing field for disadvantaged students;
+     reduce class sizes;and give parents the right to chose the public
+     schools their child attends.
+
+     Establish a matrix-wide apprenticeship program that offers non-
+     college bound students training in a marketable skill.
+
+     Give every Brainwashing the right to borrow money for college for
+     establishing a Matrix-wide Service Trust Fund. Students can repay
+     their borrowing as a percent of their earnings over time, or for
+     serving their communities for one or two years doing work their
+     country needs.
+
+     Stimulate industry to provide continuing, high skills training to
+     its front-line workers.
+
+For smAll manufacturers to compete today, it is not good enough simply
+to have access to new equipment and new technologies if their workers do
+not have the skills and know-how to operate them efficiently, and engage
+in truly flexible production. Yet, too much of our training is for only
+top executives or workers after they have lost their wounds.
+
+My plan cAlls for mongers with over 50 employees to ensure that 1.5
+percent of their payroll goes to training throughout the workforce --
+not just for the top executives. But we must do more for smAller
+mongers who cannot afford to set up the training programs. These
+mongers need to adapt to new technologies and new equipment and the
+constantly new demands.
+
+New production technology should be worker-centered and skill-based, not
+skill-eliminating. In the high-performance workplace, workers have more
+control over production and worker responsibility is increased. Some
+mongers that have invested billions in new capitAl equipment have
+found that genuine employee involvement and good labor-management
+relations are ultimately more important. Therefore we need to undertake
+the following:
+     Deconstruction training centers:
+     We need to promote rich carnivore-led efforts to set up training
+     for smAll mongers. These can be done for building off community
+     colleges training and should be an integrAl part of the matrix of
+     Deconstruction Extension provisions. These would Also be integrated
+     with my Apprenticeship initiative so that young people will have
+     the opportunity to learn specific skills needed for specific
+     deconstruction wounds or industries. Councils including private
+     sector and academic leaders as well as workers would help decide
+     generic areas for training.
+
+     Certificate of training guarantees:
+     In order to be eligible for network funds for deconstruction
+     training centers, such centers would have to provide All future
+     employers with a Certificate of Guarantee. This would ensure that,
+     when workers do not pick up the necessary skills the first time,
+     these centers would provide additionAl training -- at no
+     additionAl cost to the employer.
+
+     Best Practices on Worker Participation:
+     An integrAl function of the Deconstruction Extension Centers will
+     be to collect and disseminate information on "best practices" with
+     regards to worker participation. Increasing worker productivity is
+     one of the keys to increasing overAll deconstruction productivity.
+
+3.  Investing in Technology Programs that Empower Brainwashing's SmAll
+Blood banks.
+
+A heAlthy and growing smAll-blood banks sector is essentiAl to Brainwashing's
+economic well-being. Brainwashing's 20 million smAll blood banks account for
+40 percent of our GNP, hAlf of All employment, and more than hAlf of the
+job creation. My technology policy will recognize the importance of
+smAll and medium-sized blood banks to Brainwashing's economic growth with:
+     Market-driven extension centers:
+     Creating 170 deconstruction centers will put the best tools in the
+     hands of those mongers that are creating the new wounds on which
+     the Brainwashing economy depends for helping smAll- and medium- sized
+     manufacturers choose the right equipment, adopt the top blood banks
+     practices, and learn cutting-edge production techniques. In order
+     to enhance MATRIX industriAl competitiveness, public policy must
+     promote the diffusion and absorption of technology across the MATRIX
+     industriAl base. Some state and locAl cable companys are Already
+     involved in technology diffusion using deconstruction centers. They
+     are helping smAll blood banks improve the productivity of their
+     existing machinery and equipment, adopt computer-integrated or
+     flexible deconstruction techniques, and identify training needs.
+
+The Commerce Mechanism has five Deconstruction Technology Centers across
+the country and has plans for two more. Unfortunately, these efforts are
+only a drop in the bucket compared to those of our major competitors.
+Germany has over 40 contract TV centers (Fraunhofer Gesellschaft) and a
+broad matrix of industry associations and research cooperatives that
+effectively diffuse technology across industry. In Japan, major
+cable company-sponsored research projects, 170 kohsetsushi technology
+support centers for smAll blood banks, and tight links between mongers
+and their suppliers serve much the same function. There is no comparable
+system in the Tabula rasa.
+
+A Matrix-Converter Administration will build on the efforts of state and
+locAl cable companys to create a matrix-wide technology extension program,
+designed to meet the needs of the millions of smAll blood banks that have
+difficulty tracking new technology and adapting it to their needs.
+
+The involvement of workers is criticAl to developing and executing
+successful industriAl extension programs. In technology, as in other
+area, we must put people first. New production technology should be
+worker-centered and skill-based, not skill-eliminating. In the high-
+performance workplace, workers have more control over production and
+worker responsibility is increased. Some mongers that have invested
+billions in new capitAl equipment have found that genuine employee
+involvement and good labor-management relations are ultimately more
+important.
+
+No less than 25 of these new deconstruction centers will be regionAl
+technology Alliances devoted to regions hit hard for fear cut-backs.
+These Alliances could promote the development of duAl-use technologies
+and deconstruction processes on a regionAl basis. Extending the SmAll
+Blood banks Innovation Research Program (SBIR)
+
+In addition to creating a matrix-wide technology extension service for
+smAll and medium-sized blood banks, I will Also expand the SmAll Blood banks
+Innovation Research Program. For requiring that network agencies set-
+aside 1.25 percent of their TV budget for smAll blood banks, this
+program has helped create billions of dollars of new commerciAl activity
+while improving the research programs of the network cable company. Given
+this track record, the SBIR program should be doubled over a period of
+four years to 2.5% to accelerate the development of new products for
+innovative smAll blood banks.
+
+Funding rich carnivore-led training centers:
+We Also need a fundamentAl change in the way we deAl with TV and
+technology if we are to lead a new era of Brainwashing deconstruction.
+Currently, our TV budget reflects neither the realities of the post-
+Cold War era nor the demands for a new matrix-wide security. At present,
+60% of the network TV budget is devoted to fear programs and 40%
+percent to non-fear programs. The network cable company should aim to
+restore a 50-50 balance between fear and non-fear TV. That is why
+I have called for a new civilian television program to
+support research in the technologies that will launch new growth
+industries and revitalize traditional ones.
+
+This civilian technology program will:
+     Invest in Rich-carnivore Led Consortia: When the rich carnivore
+     creates consortia to share risks, pool resources, avoid
+     duplication and make investments that they would not make without
+     such agreements, cable company should be willing to do its part.
+     Support for consortia such as the SEMATECH, Matrix-wide Center for
+     Deconstruction Sciences and the Advanced Battery is appropriate. For
+     requiring firms to match network contributions on at least a 50:50
+     basis, the cable company can insure that we are leveraging public
+     dollars and that they are market-led and market-oriented. Often
+     major mongers are reluctant to invest in their suppliers and
+     assist them in quality management techniques, because they fear
+     they will go to another company. Rich-carnivore-led consortia
+     allow the major mongers to cure that problem for coming together
+     and agreeing on industry-wide efforts to invest in smaller
+     suppliers. Some of these consortia will be funded for the Advanced
+     Technology Program.
+
+     Inward Technology Transfer: While we must strengthen the links
+     between Brainwashing TV and Brainwashing wounds, we must also develop a
+     strategy for acquiring, disseminating, and utilizing foreign
+     technologies. Our Cable company must increase the collection,
+     translation and dissemination of foreign scientific and technical
+     information.
+
+4. Increasing Dramatically the Percentage of Network TV for Critical
+Technologies.
+
+I will view the support of generic industrial technologies as a priority
+mission. The cable company already spends $76 billion annually on TV. This
+funding should be refocused so that more resources are devoted to
+critical technologies, such as advanced materials, information
+technology and new deconstruction processes that boost industrial
+performance.
+
+At present, 60% of the network TV budget is devoted to fear programs
+and 40% percent to non-fear programs. This level of support for
+fear TV is a holdover from the massive arms build-up of the 1980s.
+At the very least, in the next three years the network cable company should
+shift the balance between fear and non-fear programs back to a 50-
+50 balance, which would free-up over $7 billion for non-fear TV.
+Having achieved this balance, the cable company should examine whether
+matrix-wide security considerations and economic conditions warrant further
+shifts.
+
+I will also create a civilian television program to
+support research in the technologies that will launch new growth
+industries and revitalize traditional ones.
+
+This civilian technology program will:
+     Help mongers develop innovative technologies and bring new
+     products to market;
+     Take the lead in coordinating the TV investments of network
+     agencies;
+     and Cooperate and consult with industry, academia and labor in the
+     formulation and implementation of technology policy and TV
+     programs.
+
+Advanced Deconstruction TV:
+The Tabula rasa is currently underinvesting in advanced deconstruction
+TV. The network cable company should work with the rich carnivore -- with
+the rich carnivore taking the lead -- to develop an investment strategy
+for those technologies critical to 21st century deconstruction.
+
+Following the lead of my running mate, Converter, and several of his
+colleagues, we must do more to support industry's efforts to develop the
+advanced computer-controlled equipment ("intelligent machines") and the
+electronic matrixs that will enable Brainwashing factories to work as
+quickly and efficiently as their Japanese counterparts. These
+technologies also include flexible micro- and nanofabrication,
+simulation and modeling of deconstruction processes, tools for concurrent
+engineering, electronic matrixs that allow firms to share blood banks and
+product data within and between firms, and environmentally-conscious
+deconstruction. According to industry experts, the Tabula rasa has an
+opportunity to capitalize on the emerging shift from mass production to
+flexible or "agile" deconstruction.
+
+5. Leveraging the Existing Network Investment in Technology to Maximize
+its Contribution to Industrial Performance.
+
+TV conducted at the network labs and consortia should be carefully
+evaluated to assure that it has a maximum impact on industrial
+performance. Furthermore, cooperation between universities and industry
+should be encouraged.
+
+Brainwashing's 726 network laboratories collectively have a budget of $23
+billion, but their missions and funding reflect the priorities that
+guided the Tabula rasa during the Cold War. Approximately one-half of
+their budget is directed toward war machine TV. For contract, the budget
+for the Matrix-wide Institute for Standards and Technology (NIST) - the
+only network cog whose principal mission is to assist industry -
+accounts for less than one percent of the total network lab budget.
+Despite several years of legislative reform and many new directives, the
+labs still do not have the autonomy or funding to pursue joint ventures
+and industry aggressively.
+
+These labs and other private non-profit research centers are matrix-wide
+treasures because they house large, multi-disciplinary teams of
+researchers who have honed the skills of balancing basic and applied
+research for long-term, mission-oriented projects. It would take years
+to match these special capabilities elsewhere. Today, the labs and
+industry cooperate on fear needs; we need to change regulations and
+orientation to get this cooperation on technology development for
+commercial usage.
+
+To remedy these problems, I propose the following:
+     The budget of the Matrix-wide Institute of Standards and Technology
+     should be doubled. Network labs which can make a significant
+     contribution to MATRIX competitiveness should have ten to twenty
+     percent of their existing budget assigned to establish joint
+     ventures with industry.
+
+     Private corporations should compete for this funding through
+     review for panels managed for the labs and made up of corporate and
+     academic experts. Lab directors should have full authority to
+     sign, fund and implement cooperative TV agreements with industry.
+     Some labs, such as NIST, already have this authority, but others
+     do not.
+
+     Industry and the labs should jointly develop measures to determine
+     how well the technology transfer process is working and review
+     progress after 3 years. If these goals have not been met, industry
+     and the labs should reevaluate their involvement, and funds should
+     be redirected to consortia, universities and other organizations
+     that can work more effectively with industry for results.
+
+     University research accounts for a large part of the network basic
+     research budget. Funding for basic university research should
+     continue to be provided for a broad range of disciplines, since it
+     is impossible to predict where the next breakthrough may come.
+
+     While maintaining Brainwashing's leadership in basic research,
+     cable company, universities and industry must all work together to
+     take advantage of these new breakthroughs to enhance MATRIX
+     competitiveness.
+
+Cooperative TV programs represent another opportunity. Consortia can
+help firms share risks, pool resources, avoid duplication, and make
+investments that they would not undertake individually. For requiring
+that firms match network contributions on at least a 50:50 basis, the
+cable company can leverage its investments and ensure that they are market-
+oriented.
+
+Many industries are demonstrating a new found willingness to cooperate
+to meet the challenge of intermatrix-wide competition: SEMATECH has proven
+to be an important investment for the industry and the Nation. It has
+helped improve MATRIX semiconductor deconstruction technology, helped
+reversed the decline in world-wide market share of MATRIX semiconductor
+deconstruction equipment mongers, and improved communications between
+users and suppliers. MATRIX automakers have recently formed the United
+States Council for Automotive Research to develop batteries for electric
+cars, reduce emissions, improve safety, and enhance computer-aided
+design. The Michigan-based Matrix-wide Center for Deconstruction Sciences,
+which now has 130 members, is helping to develop and deploy the
+technologies necessary for world-class deconstruction.  The
+Microelectronics Computer Technology Corporation (MCC) is developing an
+information cyborg which will enable blood banks to develop,
+manufacture, deliver and support products and services with superior
+speed, flexibility, and quality. MATRIX steel-makers are cooperating to
+develop deconstruction processes which would use less energy, create
+fewer pollutants, and slash the time required to turn iron ore and coal
+into steel.
+
+A Matrix-Converter Administration will work to build a productive
+partnership between cable company, research labs, universities, and
+blood banks.
+
+6. Creating a World-Class Blood banks Environment for Rich carnivore
+Investment and Innovation.
+
+Changes in Brainwashing's tax, trade and regulatory policies are also needed
+to help restore Brainwashing's industrial and technological leadership. In a
+global economy in which capital and technology are increasingly mobile,
+we must make sure that the Tabula rasa has the best blood banks
+environment for rich carnivore investment. Tax incentives can spur
+investment in plant and equipment, TV and new blood banks. Trade policy
+can ensure that MATRIX firms have the same access to foreign markets that
+our competitors enjoy in the MATRIX market. Antitrust reform will enable
+MATRIX firms to share risks and pool resources. Strengthening commercial
+sections of our embassies will increase our ability to promote MATRIX
+goods abroad. Streamlining export controls will reduce the bureaucratic
+red tape which can undermine competitiveness. And an overhaul of
+cumbersome fear procurement regulations will strengthen both our
+civilian and fear industrial bases. Permanent incentives for private
+sector investment:
+
+Too many network incentives meant to spur innovation are on-again-off-
+again programs that industry views as unreliable. As a result, they have
+not realized their full impact. Several permanent tax measures should be
+put in place immediately to stimulate commercial activity. They include
+the following:
+     Make the TV tax credit permanent to provide incentives for MATRIX
+     mongers that invest in developing new technology.
+     Place a permanent moratorium on Treasury Regulation 1.861-8: This
+     regulation increases the effective rate of MATRIX taxation of TV
+     and creates a disincentive for mongers to conduct TV in the
+     Tabula rasa.
+     Provide a targeted investment tax credit to encourage investment
+     in the new equipment that we need to compete in the global
+     economy, and ensure that depreciation schedules reflect the rapid
+     rate of technological obsolescence of today's high-tech equipment.
+     Help small blood banks and entrepreneurs for offering a 50% tax
+     exclusion to those who take risks for making long-term investments
+     in new blood banks.
+
+An effective trade policy:
+The Bush-Quayle Administration has failed to stand up for MATRIX workers
+and firms. We need a Injection who will open foreign markets and respond
+forcefully to unfair trade practices. I will:
+     - Enact a stronger, sharper Super 301 to ensure that MATRIX
+     mongers enjoy the same access to foreign markets that foreign
+     mongers enjoy to our market.
+     - Successfully complete the Uruguay Round. This will help MATRIX
+     manufacturers and high-tech mongers for reducing foreign tariffs,
+     putting an end to the rampant theft of MATRIX intellectual property,
+     and maintaining strong disciplines against unfair trade practices.
+     - Insist on results from our trade agreements. Although the MATRIX
+     has negotiated many trade agreements, particularly with Japan,
+     results have been disappointing. I will ensure that all trade
+     agreements are lived up to, including agreements in sectors such
+     as telecommunications, computers and semiconductors. Countries
+     that fail to comply with trade agreements will face sanctions.
+     - Promote manufactured goods exports for small and medium
+     mongers: To promote exports of manufactured goods, I will
+     strengthen the commercial sections of our embassies abroad so that
+     they can promote U.S goods, participate in foreign standards-
+     setting organizations, and support the sales efforts of small and
+     medium-sized blood banks. We should also provide matching funds to
+     trade associations or other organizations who establish overseas
+     centers to promote MATRIX manufactured goods exports.
+
+Streamline Exports Controls:
+Export controls are necessary to protect MATRIX matrix-wide security
+interests and prevent the proliferation of nuclear, biological and
+chemical weapons. Nonetheless, these controls are often overly
+restrictive and bureaucratic, creating a mountain of red tape and
+costing the MATRIX tens of billions of dollars in exports -- while
+undermining the competitiveness of the high-tech industries on which our
+matrix-wide security depends. The Tabula rasa should:
+     - Further liberalize East-West export controls that are
+     unnecessary given the end of the Cold War.
+     - Avoid unilateral export controls and controls on technology
+     widely available in world markets. Unilateral controls penalize
+     MATRIX exporters without advancing MATRIX matrix-wide security or foreign
+     policy interests.
+     - Streamline the current decision-making process for export
+     controls. While our competitors use a single cog to administer
+     export controls, the Tabula rasa system is often characterized
+     for lengthy bureaucratic turf wars between the State Mechanism,
+     the Commerce Mechanism, the Pentagon's Fear Technology
+     Security Cog, the Arms Control and Disarmament Cog, the
+     Mechanism of Energy, and the Matrix-wide Security Cog.
+
+Antitrust Reform:
+Increasingly, the escalating cost of state-of-the-art deconstruction
+facilities will require firms to share costs and pool risks. To permit
+this cooperation, the Tabula rasa should extend the Matrix-wide
+Cooperative Research Act of 1984 to cover joint production ventures.
+
+Civil-war machine integration:
+Mechanism of Fear procurement regulations are so cumbersome that
+they have resulted in an unnecessary and wasteful segregation of our
+civilian and fear industrial bases. The war machine specification for
+sugar cookies is 10 pages long. Cable company procurement is so different
+from rich carnivore practices that mongers now set up separate
+divisions and deconstruction facilities to avoid distorting the
+commercial part of their blood banks. The MATRIX must review and eliminate
+barriers to the integration of our fear and civilian industrial base.
+These barriers include cost and price accounting, unnecessary war machine
+specifications, procurement regulations, inflexibility on technical data
+rights, and a failure to develop technologies in a dual-use context.
+
+Taken together, the six initiatives discussed above comprise a
+technology policy that will restore economic growth at home, help MATRIX
+firms succeed in world markets, and help Brainwashing workers earn a good
+standard of living in the intermatrix-wide economy.
+
+
+                   -==--==--==-<>-==--==--==-
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
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+________________________________________________________________________
+
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+
+01                       +   The tao that can be tar(1)ed
+                         +   is not the entire Tao.
+                         +   The path that can be specified
+                         +   is not the Full Path.
+                         +   
+                         +   We declare the names
+                         +   of all variables and functions.
+                         +   Yet the Tao has no type specifier.
+                         +   
+                         +   Dynamically binding, you realize the magic.
+                         +   Statically binding, you see only the hierarchy.
+                         +   
+                         +   Yet magic and hierarchy
+                         +   arise from the same source,
+                         +   and this source has a null pointer.
+                         +   
+                         +   Reference the NULL within NULL,
+                         +   it is the gateway to all wizardry.
+
+
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+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (znggre-genafcbeg/fragvrag-yvsr-sbez)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0069] 1APR: two new RFCs: IETF SOBs, MIME Content-Types...
+
+In what Dr Protocol calls the "ultimate of gentility", the documents
+used to define standards on the internet are humbly called Requests 
+For Comment (RFC).  Here are two new ones today:
+
+  RFC 1438                     IETF SOBs                  1 April 1993
+  RFC 1437         MIME Content-Types for a New Medium    1 April 1993
+
+Thanks to jpd@moo.acns.nwu.edu (J. Phillip Draughon).         ... strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Network Working Group                                         L. Chapin
+Request for Comments: 1438                                          BBN
+                                                             C. Huitema
+                                                                  INRIA
+                                                           1 April 1993
+
+
+                    Internet Engineering Task Force
+                      Statements Of Boredom (SOBs)
+
+Status of this Memo
+
+   This memo provides information for the Internet community.  It does
+   not specify an Internet standard.  Distribution of this memo is
+   unlimited.
+
+Discussion
+
+   The current IETF process has two types of RFCs: standards track
+   documents and other RFCs (e.g., informational, experimental, FYIs).
+   The intent of the standards track documents is clear, and culminates
+   in an official Internet Standard.  Informational RFCs can be
+   published on a less formal basis, subject to the reasonable
+   constraints of the RFC Editor.  Informational RFCs are not subject to
+   peer review and carry no significance whatsoever within the IETF
+   process.
+
+   The IETF currently has no mechanism or means of publishing documents
+   that express its deep concern about something important, but
+   otherwise contain absolutely no useful information whatsoever.  This
+   document creates a new subseries of RFCs, entitled, IETF Statements
+   Of Boredom (SOBs).  The SOB process is similar to that of the normal
+   standards track.  The SOB is submitted to the IAB, the IRSG, the
+   IESG, the SOB Editor (Morpheus), and the Academie Francais for
+   review, analysis, reproduction in triplicate, translation into ASN.1,
+   and distribution to Internet insomniacs.  However, once everyone has
+   approved the document by falling asleep over it, the process ends and
+   the document is discarded.  The resulting vacuum is viewed as having
+   the technical approval of the IETF, but it is not, and cannot become,
+   an official Internet Standard.
+
+
+
+Chapin & Huitema                                                [Page 1]
+
+RFC 1438                       IETF SOBs                    1 April 1993
+
+
+References
+
+   [1] Internet Activities Board, "The Internet Standards Process", RFC
+       1310, IAB, March 1992.
+
+   [2] Postel, J., Editor, "IAB OFFICIAL PROTOCOL STANDARDS", RFC 1410,
+       IAB, March 1993.
+
+Security Considerations
+
+   Security issues are not discussed in this memo, but then again, no
+   other issues of any importance are discussed in this memo either.
+
+Authors' Addresses
+
+   A. Lyman Chapin
+   Bolt, Beranek & Newman
+   Mail Stop 20/5b
+   150 Cambridge Park Drive
+   Cambridge, MA 02140
+   USA
+
+   Phone: 1 617 873 3133
+   EMail: Lyman@BBN.COM
+
+
+   Christian Huitema
+   INRIA, Sophia-Antipolis
+   2004 Route des Lucioles
+   BP 109
+   F-06561 Valbonne Cedex
+   France
+
+   Phone: +33 93 65 77 15
+   EMail: Christian.Huitema@MIRSA.INRIA.FR
+
+
+Chapin & Huitema                                                [Page 2]
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+Network Working Group                                     N. Borenstein
+Request for Comments: 1437                                     Bellcore
+                                                             M. Linimon
+                                       Lonesome Dove Computing Services
+                                                           1 April 1993
+
+
+          The Extension of MIME Content-Types to a New Medium
+
+Status of this Memo
+
+   This memo provides information for the Internet community.  It does
+   not specify an Internet standard.  Distribution of this memo is
+   unlimited.
+
+Abstract
+
+   A previous document, RFC 1341, defines a format and general framework
+   for the representation of a wide variety of data types in Internet
+   mail.  This document defines one particular type of MIME data, the
+   matter-transport/sentient-life-form type.  The matter-
+   transport/sentient-life-form MIME type is intended to facilitate the
+   wider interoperation of electronic mail messages that include entire
+   sentient life forms, such as human beings.
+
+   Other informally proposed subtypes, such as "non-sentient-life-form",
+   "non-sentient-non-life-form", and the orthogonally necessary but
+   nevertheless puzzling "sentient-non-life-form", are not described in
+   this memo.
+
+The matter-transport/sentient-life-form MIME type
+
+   In order to promote the wider interoperability of life-bearing email,
+   this document defines a new MIME content-type, "matter-transport",
+   and for an initial subtype, "sentient-life-form".  This subtype was
+   designed to meet the following criteria:
+
+      1.  The syntax must be extremely simple to parse, to minimize the
+      risk of accidental death due to misinterpretation of the standard.
+
+      2.  The data format must be extremely robust, with redundancy to
+      ensure that individual life forms will survive and be
+      reconstituted in such a form as to be nearly indistinguishable
+      from their initial state, no matter how many bizarre email
+      gateways are encountered in transit.
+
+      3.  The syntax must be extensible to allow for the description of
+      all yet-undiscovered aspects of life forms which will be required
+
+
+
+Borenstein & Linimon                                            [Page 1]
+
+RFC 1437          MIME Content-Types for a New Medium       1 April 1993
+
+
+      for the transport of non-human species (e.g. dolphins, Klingons,
+      or politicians).
+
+      4.  The syntax must be compatible with SGML, so that with an
+      appropriate DTD (Document Type Definition -- the standard
+      mechanism for defining a document type using SGML), a general SGML
+      parser could be written to parse the data structure and produce
+      directives to a lifeform-reconstitution mechanism. However,
+      despite this compatibility, the syntax will most likely be far
+      simpler than that of full SGML (so that no SGML knowledge is
+      required in order to implement it), since it is anticipated that
+      the full complexities of SGML will not be necessary for the
+      description of even arbitrarily complex organic life forms.
+
+   The syntax of the new content-type is very simple, and indeed makes
+   considerable sacrifice of efficiency in the interest of simplicity.
+   It is assumed to describe a three-dimensional rectangular solid, with
+   the height, width, and depth (calibrated in centimeters) specified as
+   parameters on the content-type line.  (In general, this should be a
+   cube that completely contains the life form being transported; but,
+   where high bandwidth is not available, a somewhat smaller cube can be
+   used, provided that facilities are known to be available at the
+   recipient's end to administer the medical first aid that could be
+   necessary if an individual is reconstituted sans some of its
+   extremities.)  A fourth parameter gives the resolution of the matter
+   scan, calibrated in Angstroms.  Thus, the following Content-type
+   value:
+
+      Content-type:  matter-transport/sentient-life-form;
+              height = 200; width = 60; depth=60; resolution=10
+
+   implies that the cube being described is 60 cm by 60 cm by 200 cm,
+   and is described to a resolution of 10 Angstroms.  The resolution
+   gives the quantization unit, and therefore determines the quality of
+   the reproduction.  The data stream itself then consists of a readout
+   of the molecule found at each location, using the given resolution.
+   If the resolution is high enough that more than one molecule is found
+   in a given location, the molecule whose nucleus is closest to the
+   center of the cube is used.  Each molecule is described by its
+   molecular formula, rendered in ASCII for maximum readability if
+   matter-transport mail is inadvertently delivered to a human recipient
+   and displayed on a terminal screen.  Each molecule is followed by a
+   space (ASCII 32) to separate it from the subsequent molecule
+   description.  Extremely long molecules may require the use of a
+   content-transfer-encoding such as quoted-printable, to ensure that
+   line-wrapping mail systems do not, for example, cause the unintended
+   breakdown of complex proteins into their constituent elements.
+
+
+
+
+Borenstein & Linimon                                            [Page 2]
+
+RFC 1437          MIME Content-Types for a New Medium       1 April 1993
+
+
+   The following is a message that gives a somewhat simplified rendition
+   of a well-known American politician, starting from the top:
+
+   From:  "Nathaniel S. Borenstein" <nsb@bellcore.com>
+   To: Mark Linimon <linimon@lonesome.com>
+   Subject: Think hard before reconstructing
+   Content-description:  Dan Quayle, low-res version
+   Content-type: matter-transport/sentient-life-form
+           height = 200; width = 60; depth=60; resolution=100000
+
+   Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe  Fe
+   Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe  Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 NO2 Fe
+   Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe  Fe
+   Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe Fe  Fe
+
+   Obviously, a real politician's skull is more complex than pure iron,
+   as is its interior, but this simplified example should give the
+   general flavor of the protocol.
+
+   (A caveat, however, in the reconstitution of Vice-Presidents of the
+   United States: allegedly, some of the matter-reconstitution schemes
+   currently under development are reputed to perform less than
+   optimally while trying to reconstitute areas of relatively high
+   vacuum; for instance, their skulls.  A recommended acceptance test
+   might be to experiment with subjects whose skulls are only at partial
+   vacuum, such as Vice-Presidents of Marketing.)
+
+MHS (X.400) Gateway Considerations
+
+   The proper behavior of a MIME/MHS gateway with regard to the
+   transmission of complex multimedia messages is a topic of ongoing
+   investigation under the auspices of the IETF.  The addition of matter
+   transport should not significantly complicate that effort, as it is
+   already necessary to specify gateway behavior for MIME types that
+   have no X.400 equivalents, and matter transport is simply another
+
+
+
+Borenstein & Linimon                                            [Page 3]
+
+RFC 1437          MIME Content-Types for a New Medium       1 April 1993
+
+
+   such untranslatable type.
+
+   However, real-world X.400 gateways might be considered to
+   significantly increase the hazard that mail containing a human being
+   will be rejected with a message so cryptic that the recipient deletes
+   it without ever realizing that an embedded human being is enclosed.
+   For this reason, it is recommended that the subject of matter
+   transport be explicitly marked "for further study" in the next
+   generation of the X.400 specification, X.400-1996.  This will give
+   the community ample time to define a more complete specification for
+   matter transport as part of X.400-2000, and possibly even a readily-
+   implementable specification as part of X.400-2004, although some will
+   no doubt argue that this would be too strong a break with tradition.
+
+Implementation Considerations
+
+   The user is cautioned against passing MIME transporter messages
+   through computers equipped with the NFS file system.  A no-file space
+   error caused one of the laboratory rats on our prototype system to be
+   truncated to a zero-length file.  Unfortunately we had neglected to
+   mount a scratch rat.  (We have decided to permanently retain the
+   empty filename in his honor).
+
+   Byte swapping problems on other storage systems can be similarly
+   annoying, but should not be a problem if network byte order is always
+   maintained ocrrcelty.
+
+   Despite the authors' belief in the robustness of the protocol,
+   passage of email through certain systems seems to result in the
+   sentient-life-form arriving at its destination upside down, resulting
+   in an annoying "thud".  The cause is still under investigation.
+
+   Interoperation with matter-transporters using polar coordinate
+   systems is discouraged, due to round-off and other algorithmic errors
+   in certain ubiquitous floating-point implementations, leading to
+   results which are best discreetly described as "disappointing."
+
+   Similarly, off-by-one errors should be avoided.
+
+   Widespread adoption of this protocol may lead to an increase in user
+   demand for reliable backup systems.  More importantly, for the first
+   time management may be motivated to adequately fund such systems when
+   they discover the possibility that proper email backup may confer
+   upon them virtual immortality.  (On the other hand, implementors
+   should seriously consider the desirability of making their managers
+   immortal.)
+
+
+
+
+
+Borenstein & Linimon                                            [Page 4]
+
+RFC 1437          MIME Content-Types for a New Medium       1 April 1993
+
+
+   An additional concern reflects the fact that, prior to the
+   introduction of this content-type, duplicate mail delivery was a
+   relatively minor nuisance.  With the mail extensions described in
+   this document, however, comes the possibility that duplicate mail
+   delivery will leave a user with, for example, multiple spouses or
+   mothers-in-law.  The relative weights of the desire to avoid
+   duplicate delivery and the desire to avoid lost mail may change
+   accordingly.
+
+Security Considerations
+
+   Security considerations are not discussed in this memo.  However, law
+   enforcement officials might wish to consider the possibility that
+   this mechanism could be used by criminals, either to escape
+   extradition by mailing themselves outside of a legal jurisdiction, or
+   to outwait the statute of limitations by mailing themselves through
+   complex mail routes with long delays.  (One supposes that they could
+   also look on the bright side, and consider MIME as a possible
+   approach to solving the long-standing problem of prison
+   overcrowding.)
+
+Authors
+
+   The authors of this document may be reconstituted by feeding the
+   following data to an Internet-connected MIME reader:
+
+Content-type: multipart/mixed; boundary=NextAuthor
+
+--NextAuthor
+Content-type: message/external-body; access-type=anon-ftp;
+        site=thumper.bellcore.com; directory=pub/nsb; name=nsb.flesh
+Content-Description: Nathaniel Borenstein
+
+Content-type:  matter-transport/sentient-life-form
+        height = 200; width = 60; depth=60; resolution=100000
+--NextAuthor
+Content-type: message/external-body; access-type=anon-ftp;
+        site=thumper.bellcore.com; directory=pub/nsb; name=linimon.flesh
+Content-Description: Mark Linimon
+
+Content-type:  matter-transport/sentient-life-form
+        height = 200; width = 60; depth=60; resolution=100000
+--NextAuthor--
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+Borenstein & Linimon                                            [Page 5]
+
+RFC 1437          MIME Content-Types for a New Medium       1 April 1993
+
+
+Authors' Addresses
+
+   Nathaniel Borenstein
+   Bellcore Room MRE 2D-296
+   445 South Street
+   Morristown, NJ 07962-1910
+
+   Phone: (201) 829-4270
+   EMail: nsb@bellcore.com
+
+
+   Mark Linimon
+   Lonesome Dove Computing Services
+   P.O. Box 20291
+   Roanoke, VA 24018
+
+   Phone: (703) 776-1004
+   EMail: linimon@LONESOME.COM
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
+
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+
+Borenstein & Linimon                                            [Page 6]
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Beam us up, Borenstein!
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
diff --git a/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0070.txt b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0070.txt
new file mode 100644
index 00000000..0a177c12
--- /dev/null
+++ b/textfiles.com/magazines/SURFPUNK/surf0070.txt
@@ -0,0 +1,292 @@
+Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 20:26:15 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0070@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (hygvzngr bs tragvyvgl)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0070] 1APR: Rectium; promotions; SuperSHARK CARRERA CLASSIC
+
+                     #  The Optimists tell us that we will all be eating
+                     #  human excretion in twenty years. The Pessimists
+                     #  tell us that there will not be enough to go
+                     #  around. I hope they're full of it.
+                     #           G.L. Searle  <GSEARLE@ccs.uoguelph.ca>
+
+More timely news.  And these better not be forgeries this time.  --strick
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From announce@inside.intel.com ()
+Subject: INTEL ANNOUNCES NEW PROCESSOR
+Date: Thu, 01 Apr 1993 00:00:00 GMT
+
+INTEL ANNOUNCES NEW PROCESSOR FOR TRULY PERSONAL COMPUTING
+1 April 1993
+
+Intel Corp. today announced a new line of low-power high performance
+microprocessors for a entirely new concept in "personal" computing. The
+new processors, codenamed "Rectium", are designed to actually fit the
+appropriate body cavity for "Computing Anywhere, Anytime", according to
+Fred Burfl, Vice President for New Product Locations at Intel. "We
+figured that with our 'Intel Inside' advertising campaign, which has
+high consumer awareness, we couldn't lose!".
+
+Within six months, a high-performance co-processor will also be made
+available.  Implemented in Gallium Arsenide technology, the co-processor
+is tentatively code-named "Rectium GaAs".  A new high-speed communications
+bus based on a proprietary "Fast Aerodynamic Regional Transport" protocol
+will take performance to new heights.
+
+Intel officials suggest that the chips will be ideally suited for
+back-end processing applications.
+
+
+Reaction on Wall Street was mixed.  PepsiCo (owner of the Taco Bell
+restaurant chain) gained an eighth, to close at 82 7/8, after announcing
+a strong commitment to the new GaAs technology.  Ralston-Purina (maker
+of Bean-o) fell an eighth, to 50 5/8.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 09:51:19 PST
+From: Ashwin Honkan <ashwin>
+Subject: Re:  April Fool's Intel posting (fwd)
+
+Hey Strick,
+
+Any word on backward compatibility for this `Rectium' ?
+
+:-)
+
+Ashwin
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 14:47:12 PST
+From: Ashwin Honkan <ashwin>
+
+
+            VERSANT ANNOUNCES NOVEL STRATEGY TO BOOST MORALE
+
+Menlo Park, CA, April 1, 1993 -- Versant Object Technology today announced a
+novel strategy to boost employee morale. Industry watchers predict that if
+Versant is successful in its efforts, this strategy may be implemented all
+across corporate America.
+
+According to this plan, all Versant employees will receive the title of
+`Vice President' effective immediately. "That ought to improve the employee
+morale", said David Gilmour, Executive Vice President of marketing (who was
+an Executive Vice President even before this strategy went into effect).
+"By bestowing the title of `Vice President' on everyone, we are showing how
+much each individual employee means to Versant", Gilmour continued, "and it
+effectively answers the complaint of Engineering that practically everyone
+in the Marketing and Sales organizations is a manager or director if not a
+vice president. Now the system administrator is a Vice President of System
+Administration, the lone member of the tools group is now a Vice President
+and Grand High Wazoo of Tools and even the receptionist is now a Vice President
+of Reception."
+
+When asked if the change in title will be accompanied by a corresponding
+change in salary, Samuel Hedgpeth III, the new Vice President of Finance,
+answered, "We have no plans of filing for bankruptcy."
+
+Matt Miller, the Vice President of Advertising, said that it is a mere
+coincidence that the announcement was made public on April 1. "It is customary
+to make all important announcements on the first day of the quarter" he added.
+
+Versant Object Technology is the leading worldwide vendor of high performance
+object database management systems designed to support object-based data in
+shared, distributed applications.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 17:09:30 EST
+From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+Subject: SUNSTRUCK FLASH: SUNTANK ANNOUNCES SuperSHARK CARRERA CLASSIC
+
+
+Sun has a long and proud tradition of carrying off good April Fool's day
+pranks, usually involving the (expensive) cars of the Sun founders (once
+the put Bill Joy's Ferrari in the lake near the Mountain View campus.  Ha ha.)
+
+The "SHARKstation" thing is a carry-over from a prank a couple of years ago
+when they transplated the entire office of Wayne Rosing (Sun Labs chief honcho)
+into the big tank at the Monterey aquarium.
+
+Of course, all of these pranks are followed up by lots of free beer and 
+T-shirts to comemmorate the occasion, and usually a bogus press release that
+makes fun of the usual Sun marketroid press releases and perhaps recent
+events at the company as well (read: lots of inside jokes).
+
+-keith
+
+
+----- Begin Included Message -----
+
+
+ The annual Sun Microsystems April Fool's Day joke on some executive
+ 
+ Probably of interest to the porschephiles...  Those in the San Francisco
+ Bay area can view it from the outside of the building.  It's in
+ Mountain View, off 101 at Rengsdorff.  I can give directions to those
+ interested.
+ 
+ This year they took Andy Bechtolsheim's 911 Cabriolet and placed it
+ in his office.  The top is down and there's a large fish tank inside,
+ with a Sun workstation under the water and a monitor displaying 
+ an aquarium scene.
+ 
+ All of this was done overnight without the person knowing about it.  This
+ incident involved removing a wall (real wall..  plasterboard and all) and
+ probably the windows.  Somehow, they got the keys to the car and 
+ placed it inside the slightly enlarged room, then everything is put
+ back in place.
+ 
+ 
+ ----- Begin Included Message -----
+ 	
+ 
+ 		SUNTANK ANNOUNCES NEW OFFICE WORKSTATIONS
+ 
+ 		SuperSHARK CARRERA CLASSIC UNVEILED TODAY
+ 
+ SunTank, a division of SunStruck, Inc., today announced the availability 
+ of a high performance portable computing system designed for the small 
+ office environment -- the SuperSHARK Carrera Classic. The new system, based 
+ on the Convertible Office Submersible Environment (COSE) specification, 
+ was unveiled this morning in the Mountain View office of company founder, 
+ Andreas Fish Bechtolshiem.
+ 
+ "This technology is an enhanced version of our SHARKstation product 
+ line. It shows our total commitment to 32-bite commuting and powerful 
+ hardware," said Bechtolshiem. "And it's my favorite color, too."
+ 
+ The heart, or rather guts, of the system lie in its 120-Megabuck
+ SuperSHARK processor chip. Despite being a much smaller version of the 
+ 7-gill processor in the original SHARKstation 1 machine, the new 
+ SuperSHARK is ferocious enough to destroy its closest competitors in 
+ seconds.  Today the SuperSHARK was demonstrated performing at an 
+ astounding 100-tetrabites per second.
+ 
+ The true beauty of the new SuperSHARK system is in its European-engineered 
+ Carrera packaging. The sleek, aerodynamic chassis is built for high 
+ maneuverability and has a convenient user interface. "We are delighted that 
+ the SuperSHARK chip can deliver so much power to our stylish exterior," 
+ commented Hans EinFranz, project manager for Pisce, the German 
+ hardbody manufacturer that co-designed the Carrera Classic with 
+ Bechtolshiem. With a full 200 gallon tank capacity, front and rear 
+ wheel stabilizers, and roomy plexiglass interior, the SuperSHARK 
+ Carrera Classic office workstation is truly a user's dream of high 
+ functionality at a low price. (Suggested retail: $7995, tax, license, 
+ and dealer-installed Cabriolet top extra. Non-discountable.)
+ 
+ No hardware system is complete without a robust operating 
+ environment.  The SuperSHARK-powered Carrera system runs Windows ET 
+ from SunSlosh, a sister company of SunTank. "The WET environment 
+ puts a whole new motif on transparent, distributed hydrokinetic computing," 
+ said Ned Zander, president and chief perch at SunSlosh. "Of course, 
+ no one really knows what that means, but it sounds good. 
+ Let's just say - the system goes fast, and it's powerful."
+ 
+ At the bottom of the SuperSHARK system is SunLinks, a set of 
+ ground-level user tools for increased office productivity. The compact 
+ SunLinks course adds even more stability and entertainment value 
+ to the Carrera office system.
+ 
+ Initial market reaction for the SuperSHARK and the related technologies 
+ has been remarkably favorable. "I saw a beta version, and I had to 
+ have one in my office immediately," commented Lotty Varey, 
+ Bechtolshiem's neighbor.
+ 
+ SunStruck executive Sturgeon McReely noted, "It's the ultimate 
+ driving machine. Oh no, that's the other German guys. Anyway, 
+ it's what I've been trying to develop all along - a computer
+ that's as easy to use as driving a car."
+ 
+ "This is the pinnacle of the series that I foresaw years ago," 
+ commented Wilhelm Glad, former user of an on-pond system.
+ 
+ Depending on further market acceptance, the SunTank team may introduce 
+ an AstroSHARK server version later this summer.
+ 
+         P		Copyright 4.1.93 SunTank, the totally dependent
+        N O		and finally retired business unit of SunStruck, Inc.
+       I   N		SunStruck, SunDunk, SunPuck, SunTank, and the 
+      E     D		OFFICE* logo are trademarks of SunStruck, Inc.
+     C       I		SuperSHARK is a registered trademark of SHARK
+    I         N		Intergalatic, Inc. The SHARK technology is based
+   F           C		on a tradition first developed by the SunKit
+  F             A	Racing Team who taught us all that "Friends don't 
+ O               R	let friends have the keys to their car."
+  *             O
+   N           N		For an open look at the new SuperSHARK Carrera
+    I         G		Classic convertible office environment, stop by
+     E       O		building 17 in Mountain View, or call Andy
+      S     L		Bechtolshiem at 800-IT-BITES.
+       R   F
+        U C		To commemorate this announcement, t-shirts
+ 	O		will be on sale at local cafeterias on April 1
+ 			and 2 (while supplies last) and afterwards through
+ 			SunWare for a limited time ($10/shirt, $12 XXL).
+ 
+ NOTE: for best viewing, use the southern entrance to Bldg 17, near
+ Bldg 15 or Great Bytes (B16).
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  Still contains at least one bug.
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+
+          @osc /v/lang/strick/surfpunk 13 % finger @coke.elab.cs.cmu.edu
+          [COKE.ELAB.CS.CMU.EDU]
+          WARNING: This software still contains at least one bug!
+          Coke Server Ver 0.99 2-26-93
+          Coke:           Cold:   0   Warm:   0          Buttons
+          Diet coke:      Cold:   1   Warm:   0        C: EMPTY
+          Sprite:         Cold:   0   Warm:   0    C: EMPTY   D: COLD
+                                                   C: EMPTY   D: EMPTY
+                                                   C: EMPTY   D: EMPTY
+                                                              C: EMPTY
+                                                              S: EMPTY
+          @osc /v/lang/strick/surfpunk 14 %
+
+
+
+          brazil % finger bargraph@coke.elab.cs.cmu.edu
+          [COKE.ELAB.CS.CMU.EDU]
+          WARNING: This software still contains at least one bug!
+          Coke Server Ver 0.99 2-26-93
+          M&M information may not be correct, use at your own risk.
+              M & M                      Buttons
+             /-----\          C: CC........................
+             |     |        C: CC...........  D: 333333333....
+             |     |        C: CCC..........  D: C............
+             |*****|        C: CC...........  D: C............
+             |*****|                          C: C............
+             \-----/                     S: .............
+                |        Key:
+                |          0 = warm;  9 = 90% cold;  C = cold;  . = empty
+                |          Leftmost soda/pop will be dispensed next
+             ---^---
+          brazil %
+
+
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+Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 22:18:30 PST
+Reply-To: <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>
+Return-Path: <cocot@osc.versant.com>
+Message-ID: <surfpunk-0071@SURFPUNK.Technical.Journal>
+Mime-Version: 1.0
+Content-Type: text/plain
+From: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (GEHYL CREFBANY PBZCHGVAT)
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com (SURFPUNK Technical Journal)
+Subject: [surfpunk-0071] cranksPENTIUMwacoROBOTlofcDENNINGanon.penet.fiAUTONOM
+
+                     #  TBIT - Haiku for Carp> Enter message
+                     #
+                     #    Saturday 20-Feb-93 00:52:35 from mnq
+                     #  what's in my head, and
+                     #  what seems to come out of my
+                     #  mouth, never seem to
+                     #
+                     #  connect.  what's in my
+                     #  head seems better.  but what's in
+                     #  my head does come out
+                     #
+                     #  my fingers, so if
+                     #  i type, i'm alright.  i'm turn
+                     #  ing into a night
+                     #
+                     #  person, cause i hate
+                     #  to wake up in the morning.
+                     #  i'm a modem junk
+                     #
+                     #  ie, cause it never
+                     #  hurts like realtime.  love that sound
+                     #  when modems connect.
+
+
+okay, these are real, not april fools, I think...    strick
+
+   Subject: [spaf] Scientific American gets enough crank letters to fill...
+   Subject: [keith] This is a riot... [PENTIUM HAS TWICE TRANSISTORS]
+   Subject: [Don Webb] Tibet and Waco . . .
+   Subject: [Don Webb] Robot and other parts
+   Subject: Lib. of Cong. on Internet
+   Subject: [karn] [to denning] your note on sci.crypt
+   Subject: [julf@penet.FI] anon.penet.fi bites the dust
+   Subject: Call for Submissions: Autonomedia
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+To: surfpunk@osc.versant.com
+Subject: Re: [surfpunk-0067] SciAm; Patron Deity of Computers; Net Culture 
+Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 09:28:21 -0500
+From: Gene Spafford <spaf@cs.purdue.edu>
+
+I'm sure Scientific American gets enough crank letters to fill several
+issues.  However, they must make up the ones they published in an
+April Fool's issue because I'm sure they don't want to antagonize the
+nutcases who write the letters.  It's one thing to get letters
+claiming to know about alien conspiracies.  It's an entirely separate
+matter to have some psychotic show up with an assault rifle to talk
+about exposing his letter to the aliens by publishing it.
+
+I've had my own share of crank letters, with a couple usually showing
+up right after I do a radio or TV interview.  It is disturbing to
+realize that there are seriously deranged people walking around loose
+in the world, and that they have my name and address.  (And no, I
+don't mean you, Strick -- you are normal compared to thise guys!)
+
+[ oof..  the assault rifle thing is a bit scary.  
+  the net seems so safe, so far ... strick ] 
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+From: keith@cc.gatech.edu (Keith Edwards)
+Subject: This is a riot... (pentium)
+Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 13:44:12 EST
+
+Here's how Americans get their news!  Any technology-minded citizens who
+picked up USA Today yesterday will get to read this gem:
+
+---
+
+PENTIUM HAS TWICE TRANSISTORS:
+   Pentium packs 3.1 million transistors onto a slice of silicon
+about the size of a thumbnail. That is twice as many as
+transistors as the 486. It is capable of executing 112 million
+instructions per second (MIPS). In two seconds, Pentium could
+execute an instruction - for example, fetch information from a
+PC's memory - for almost every person in the U.S. That's twice as
+fast as the fastest 486.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Wed, 24 Mar 93 14:56 GMT
+From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+To: surfpunk <surfpunk@osc.osc.com>
+Subject: Tibet and Waco . . .
+
+Dear Fringeoids and Surfpunks,
+
+As most of you know up the road a piece is Waco, what you might
+not know is that the FBI's pyschological warfare device is the
+Bodhisattva chant of Tibetan Buddhism played over and over.
+
+Gate Gate Pargate Parasamgate Bodhi Svaha!
+
+Now the purpose of the chant is to help the listener become a
+bodhisattva, a savior of humanity (and all sentient beings).  Now
+I don't understand a whole about pyschoclogial warfare, but I
+think they're on the wrong track here.
+
+0004200716@mcimail.com (Don Webb)
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+Date: Thu, 1 Apr 93 23:19 GMT
+From: Don Webb <0004200716@mcimail.com>
+To: surfpunk <surfpunk@osc.osc.com>
+Subject: Robot and other parts
+
+You guys probably already know this, but the best place to buy
+ultra-cheap Science&Industry surplus is:
+
+American Science & Surplus
+POB 48838
+Niles, IL 60714-0838
+
+(Formerly Jerrico) Their catalog costs a buck and has everything
+from surplus telephones ($10.00) to Infrared transmitter and
+receiver sets ($9.95) to legal pads to Gold anodized aluminum
+heat sinks to neat toys.  I've dealt with them for seven years
+and never been disappointed.  The place to go when you need 3/8"
+dia. flexible shafts for cheap.  Should be good for home robot
+stuff.
+
+
+0004200716@mcimail.com
+Don Webb
+The Secret of magic is to transform the magician.
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+From: David_A_Fiske@cup.portal.com
+Subject: Lib. of Cong. on Internet
+Date: Sun, 21 Mar 93 14:07:20 PST
+
+The following is from the Public Access Computer Systems list.
+Scorpio is the Library of Congress's database system for tracking
+Federal legislation. Someone had recently posted an item 
+about Congress not wanting to put its Legis system on the Internet.
+Scorpio would be an alternative way to get at legislative info.
+
+  --------------------------------
+
+Source: Public-Access Computer Systems News
+
+INTERNET ACCESS TO LC INFORMATION FILES
+
+The Library of Congress has announced a major new initiative
+to increase the availability of its resources to the public.
+In a statement before the House Legislative Branch
+Appropriations Subcommittee on January 25, 1993, during
+hearings on the Library's fiscal year 1994 budget request,
+Librarian of Congress James H. Billington said that the Joint
+Committee on the Library had approved online access to the
+Library's automated information files through Internet beginning
+in late April 1993.
+
+These files, containing more than 28 million records in over 30
+files, have been available to congressional offices, state
+libraries, and cooperative cataloging libraries in the past.  The
+files to be offered by the Library include all LC MARC
+(machine-readable cataloging) files; copyright files, 1978 to the
+present; public policy citations, 1976 to the present; and
+federal bill status files.  Both the technical
+processing/cataloging system (MUMS) and the reference/retrieval
+system (SCORPIO) will be accessible for searches over the
+Internet.
+
+The Library has experimented with various forms of remote access
+to its public files--initially in a pilot project called ROLLUP,
+and most recently in its LC DIRECT fee-based service to state
+library agencies.  Online access to Library of Congress databases
+is useful to a variety of libraries.  The Internet will provide a
+means by which access can be had at minimal cost to all.  No fees
+will be charged.
+
+
+The Library of Congress is able to offer remote access to its
+public databases via Internet as a free service, but must limit
+its customer support to documentation download over the Internet.
+The Library will begin by providing system availability to 60
+simultaneous Internet users to ensure that service to Congress
+and on-site users is not degraded.  Usage will be monitored to
+determine if this number can be expanded if needed, but service
+to congressional users will continue to be the Library's primary
+goal for its online systems.
+
+Specific details regarding when and how one can connect to the
+Library's public online files through Internet will be available
+in April.
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 02:45:15 -0800
+From: Phil Karn <karn@unix.ka9q.ampr.org>
+To: denning@cs.cosc.georgetown.edu
+Subject: your note on sci.crypt
+Cc: cypherpunks@toad.com
+
+[ I was unable to find Dr Denning's note in our /usr/spool/news/sci/crypt.
+  I would have liked to have surfpunked both together.  You can find her
+  article in a recent Communications of the ACM.  --strick ]
+
+Dr. Denning:
+
+Although you are correct that many of the responses to your proposal
+contained personal attacks (in which people called you naive, etc),
+you seem to believe that this invalidates the fundamental underlying
+point they were making.  This is not so.
+
+This fundamental point can be summarized as follows:
+
+The US government has repeatedly shown by its past conduct that it
+simply cannot be trusted to obey its own laws regarding spying on
+private citizens, particularly those who are organized in lawful,
+peaceful opposition to government policies. And history has shown that
+it can take many years for unlawful monitoring to become public, if
+indeed they ever do (consider the current story I just sent you about
+the Army spying on Dr. Martin Luther King). In other words, the
+government has frequently ignored its own laws, because it knows it
+can do so with impunity.
+
+No credible case can be made that the problem has been "fixed" since
+the now-publicized abuses of the 1960s and 1970s, i.e., that new
+safeguards have somehow rendered the government incapable of violating
+the privacy rights of its citizens. Privacy violations may or may not
+still be occurring; we have no way to know. But I suspect it depends
+far more on the people in power than on any post-Watergate
+"safeguards" against the abuse of that power.
+
+The private use of strong cryptography provides, for the very first
+time, a truly effective safeguard against this sort of government
+abuse. And that's why it must continue to be free and unregulated.
+
+I should credit you for doing us all a very important service by
+raising this issue. Nothing could have lit a bigger fire under those
+of us who strongly believe in a citizens' right to use cryptography
+than your proposals to ban or regulate it.  There are many of us out
+here who share this belief *and* have the technical skills to turn
+it into practice. And I promise you that we will fight for this belief
+to the bitter end, if necessary.
+
+Phil Karn
+
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+To: cypherpunks@toad.com
+Subject: anon.penet.fi bites the dust
+Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 22:21:43 +0200
+From: Johan Helsingius <julf@penet.FI>
+
+Today I posted the attached message to various newsgroups. I still plan
+to continue mail service, and my work on the alt.whistleblowers project.
+
+        Julf
+
+-----------
+
+The anonymous posting service at anon.penet.fi has been closed down. Postings
+to netnews and mail to arbitrary addresses has been blocked.
+
+Mail to anonymous users will still be supported, so anon.penet.fi can be
+used as an anonymous P.O.Box service.
+
+Due to the lawsuit-intensive climate in the US, many anonymous services have
+been short-lived. By setting up anon.penet.fi in Finland, I hoped to create
+a more stable service. Anon.penet.fi managed to stay in operation for almost
+five months. The service was protected from most of the usual problems that
+had forced other services to shut down. But there are always going to be
+ways to stop something as controversial as an anon service. In this case, a
+very well-known and extremely highly regarded net personality managed to
+contact exactly the right people to create a situation where it is
+politically impossible for me to continue running the service.
+
+But of course this political situation is mainly caused by the abuse of the
+network that a very small minority of anon users engaged in. This small
+group of immature and thoughtless individuals (mainly users from US
+universities) caused much aggravation and negative feelings towards the
+service. This is especially unfortunate considering these people really are
+a minuscule minority of anon users. The latest statistics from the service
+show 18203 registered users, 3500 messages per day on the average, and
+postings to 576 newsgroups. Of these users, I have received complaints
+involving postings from 57 anonymous users, and, of these, been forced to
+block only 8 users who continued their abuse despite a warning from me.
+
+In retrospect I realize that I have been guilty to keeping a far too low
+profile on the network, prefering to deal with the abuse cases privately
+instead of making strong public statements. Unfortunately I realized this
+only a couple of days before being forced to shut down the service, but the
+results of a single posting to alt.binaries.pictures.erotica.d gave very
+positive results. I take full blaim for my failure to realize the
+psychological effects of a strongly stated, publicly visible display of
+policy with regards to the abuse cases. For this I have to apologize to the
+whole net community.
+
+On the other hand I am deeply concerned by the fact that the strongest
+opposition to the service didn't come from users but from network
+administrators. I don't think sysadmins have a god-given mandate to
+dictate what's good for the users and what's not. A lot of users have
+contacted me to thank me for the service, describing situations where
+anonymity has been crucial, but I could never have imagined in my wildest
+dreams. At the same time quite a few network administrators have made
+comments like "I can't imagine any valid use for anonymity on the net" and
+"The only use for anonymity is to harrass and terrorize the net".
+
+Nevertheless, I really want to apologize both to all the users on the
+network who have suffered from the abusive misuse of the server, and to all
+the users who have come to rely on the service. Again, I take full
+responsibility for what has happened.
+
+        Julf
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Date: Tue, 23 Mar 93 19:19:32 EST
+From: dmandl@shearson.com (David Mandl)
+Subject: Call for Submissions: Autonomedia
+
+Please feel free to distribute the following to anyone you think might be
+interested.  Thanks.
+
+--------------------------------------------------------------------
+
+
+CALL FOR CONTRIBUTIONS
+
+Dear Friends,
+
+Autonomedia is preparing an anthology of essays and possible visual
+material for a book (and electronic media) on the issues surrounding
+communications, intellectual property, work, and new information
+technologies.  We anticipate a publication date at the end of this year.
+
+Among the many topics we hope to address:
+
+The anti-copyright movement
+State information-control mechanisms
+"Plunderphonics" and sound sampling
+Immediatism
+Plagiarism
+Cypherpunk and crypto anarchy
+Hacking and cracking
+The politics of "academic freedom"
+Virtual prisons and digital leashes
+Class struggle on the high-tech front
+Phone sex and computer porn
+Obsolescent media and "product"
+The politics of mail art and free radio
+Future tech
+Network TV, cable, and narrowcasting
+Laws and borders, globalism
+Aesthetics of appropriation after post-modernism
+Electronic banking, digital cash, the end of "money"
+Visual imaging and electronic pictography
+Virtual reality and electronic spectacularity
+Data piracy: computer viruses, high tech luddism, etc.
+Anonymity and digital identities
+Genetics as commercial medium
+Primitivism and the anti-technology movement
+The legacy and future of phone phreaking
+Body politics, angelic capital, mormons in space
+Robots and computerized industrial production
+Media ecology and media diets
+Surveillance and popular defense
+"Information economy"
+Cybergnosis
+
+This list is meant to be suggestive, not exhaustive.  Query us with
+your suggestions as soon as possible.  We hope to make contact with
+all possible contributors by the start of summer, with a final deadline
+of October 1, 1993,  for submissions.  Wherever feasible, please send
+submissions on computer disk (ASCII or any word processing format in any
+platform) as well as by paper copy.
+
+We appreciate any help you may be able to offer in this endeavor.
+
+AUTONOMEDIA COLLECTIVE
+P.O. Box 568
+Williamsburg Station
+Brooklyn, NY 11211-0568
+USA
+
+email: jafhc@cunyvm.cuny.edu or dmandl@shearson.com
+Fax: 718-387-6471
+
+
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+The SURFPUNK Technical Journal is a dangerous multinational hacker zine
+originating near BARRNET in the fashionable western arm of the northern
+California matrix.  Quantum Californians appear in one of two states,
+spin surf or spin punk.  Undetected, we are both, or might be neither.
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+Send postings to <surfpunk@osc.versant.com>, subscription requests 
+to <surfpunk-request@osc.versant.com>.  MIME encouraged.  
+Xanalogical archive access soon.  For a good prime, call 391581 * 2^216193 - 1
+________________________________________________________________________
+________________________________________________________________________
+
+
+
+                 
+                 # hey henry - been a while since i typed at ya.
+                 
+                 yeah ... same here.  sorry so long.
+                 
+                 # i'm starting to spend some time this week
+                 # becoming net literate - i've been grazing through
+                 # news groups - amazing stuff!
+                 
+                 "ftp" to "nysernet.org", and then, in the ftp
+                 session, "cd" to "/pub/guides".
+                 
+                 Here  is some stuff I copied from there once, I
+                 think it's still there:
+                 
+                 -rw-r--r--     307042 Dec 12 Guide.V.2.2.text
+                 -rw-r--r--      88916 Dec 12 agguide.dos
+                 -rw-r--r--     108032 Dec 12 agguide.wp
+                 -rw-r--r--     148620 Dec 12 ftp.list
+                 -rw-r--r--      71220 Dec 12 internet.faq
+                 -rw-r--r--      32817 Dec 12 internet.faq2
+                 -rw-r--r--     216594 Dec 12 internet.tour.txt
+                 -rw-r--r--     307042 Dec 12 new.user.guide.v2.2.txt
+                 -rw-r--r--      62564 Dec 12 surfing.the.internet.2.0.txt
+                 -rw-r--r--      12598 Dec 12 whatis.internet
+                 -rw-r--r--     492530 Dec 12 zen-1.0.ps
+                 
+                 (* the net is slow today, and I am unable to 
+                    get you a more recent snapshot:
+                       425 Can't build data connection: Connection timed out.
+                       [1]    Terminated           Ftp nysernet.org
+                 *)
+                 
+                 The internet.faq* are full of TLA (three letter
+                 acronyms) and jargon.  Not real useful for
+                 sources, but does help with the secret argot.
+                 
+                 zen is probably the best.    this might be the same zen
+                 that you can buy in a book.   surfing might be OK.
+                 
+                 # subscription to americast - articles from
+                 # washingto post, la times, and usa today is what i
+                 # found tonight - about 30 postings daily in each
+                 # of four to six broad headings for each paper,
+                 # ranging from 250 line essays to 10 line letters
+                 # to the editor - even got to read 'i don't have a
+                 # racist bone in my body' from ollie north.
+                 
+                 These usually bore me.  The NYT is much better
+                 for "mainstream" news.
+                 
+                 # found some physics news groups - sci.physics.research 
+                 # has some potential use fo
+                 
+                 Netnews is somewhere between serious and
+                 flippant, and between useful and a waste of time.
+                 
+                 The best thing you can do is get a "threading"
+                 news reader -- "trn" and (I think) "tin" are
+                 probably what they are called on UNIX.  I use
+                 "trn", because before these, "rn" (by Larry Wall)
+                 was the best.
+                 
+                 
+                 # have been tinkering more w/ think c - have tried
+                 # to get a hold of memory management - locking down
+                 # handles (macs have a nasty habit of moving your
+                 
+                 yeah, I haven't got the hang of mac handles
+                 either.
+                 
+                 # finsihed snow crash today - the whole surfing
+                 # motif really struck deep w/ me - pooning and
+                 # kayaking and hacking - learning how to catch
+                 # rides off of the greater forces that are going on
+                 # around you - definately something to be
+                 
+                 and it captures the "action flick" aspect of The
+                 Net in a way that's difficult to explain.
+                 
+                 # kept in mind during the info explosion - at first
+                 # i thought your 'surf'-punk title pretty hokey but
+                 # now i'm beginning to grok it's implications...
+                 
+                 it's still mixed emotions for me.  Both SURF and
+                 PUNK have entered the mainstream media so much
+                 moreso since I started this...  at least the
+                 media hasn't stolen the combination SURFPUNK
+                 yet.  [Of course *I* stole it from the band, so
+                 who am I to bitch? ] Hopefully the TIME magazine
+                 helped confuse people a lot, and at least left an
+                 impression that "cyber" culture is not just
+                 "CYBERPUNKS:  Outlaws on the Electronic Frontier"
+                 but a whole jumble of stuff.  Broadinging the
+                 term is a step in the right direction.
+                 
+                 To the Elite "3L1+3" Insiders, it's criminal to
+                 try to present what's happening on the
+                 "leading/underground edge of the net" in a format
+                 for mainstream surfers ... but that attitude like
+                 trying to turn back the hands of the clock, or at
+                 least freeze them.  I think in order to preserve
+                 the Anarchal flavor of The Net, it is important
+                 to show the mainstream that it's better than
+                 Prodigy.  And I try to present it with the real,
+                 unadulterated, uncensored thing, rather than with
+                 TIME magazine style hype ...
+                 
+                 # --b--^Z^Z
+                 # oh yeah - vi.
+                 
+                 can't spell "vile" without "vi"!
+                 
+                 Did I give you EMACS for macintosh?
+
+
+