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<div align="right"><i> “You’re the best reporting journalist my friends and I ever saw<br>
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<font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#808080">6 months ago i stated that it was now </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF00FF">reasonable & timely</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#808080"> to accept that </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF0000">iraq</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#808080"> had been better off under</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF00FF"> </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF0000">saddam</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF00FF">. </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#808080">well, you could have argued the point then, BUT SURELY NOBODY COULD DISAGREE NOW! <br><br>
those who initiated or supported that disgraceful invasion have been party to that country’s utter destruction. and, except under one </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF00FF">condition</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#808080">, </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=5 color="#FF0000">i Curse you</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#808080"> for it. the </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF00FF">condition</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#808080"> is that you put your Self on the backburner, double your efforts to innerstand what is REALLY going on in this world, and redouble your efforts to resist the Evil smartyboots Ignorance which threatens us all.<br>
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<font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">p.02</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF"> Ex-</font><font size=5 color="#FF9900">Hippy</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF"> To Spend </font><font size=5 color="#FF9900">Google</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF">'s Millions<br>
</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">p.06</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF"> </font><font size=5 color="#33CCCC"><b>Friends and Fixtures Farewell</font><font size=5 color="#808080"> </font><i>another spirit-thrilling extract from</i><font color="#808080"> </font><font size=4 color="#FF00FF">megatripolis@forever<br>
</b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">p.09</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF"><b> </font><font color="#333399">Artist </font><font size=5 color="#993300">Michael Bowen</font><font color="#333399"> Flees The American Dino, </font><font size=5 color="#333399">Discovers</font><font color="#333399"> Civilisation In Europe, And Escapes </font><font size=5 color="#333399">Big Pharm’s </font><font size=5 color="#993300">Narco-Dream<br>
</b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">p.11</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF"> </font><font size=4 color="#FF0000"><b>MILLION WESTERN SOLDIERS CONDEMNED TO SICKNESS & DEATH<br>
</b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">p.14</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF"> </font><font size=4 color="#FF6600"><b>The Flying Saucer’s Apprentice</font><font color="#FF6600"> </b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica">PART THREE</font><b> </b>by<b> David Robert Lewis<br>
</b><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#CC99FF"><i>"</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#CC99FF"><b>I'm just a guy... Jesus was just a guy, too, of course."</i></b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#CC99FF"> <br>
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</font><div align="center"><font size=5 color="#0000FF"><b>Ex-</font><font size=5 color="#FF9900">Hippy</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF"> To Spend </font><font size=5 color="#FF9900">Google</font><font size=5 color="#0000FF">'s Millions<br>
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<div align="right">The Times February 23, 2006<br>
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<font color="#0000FF">LARRY BRILLIANT would never have been appointed head of </font><font color="#FF9900">Google</font><font color="#0000FF">’s charity unit had a mischievous guru not thrown apples at the American as he was meditating at an Indian ashram in the 1970s. <br><br>
Dr Brilliant was picked yesterday to run </font><font color="#FF9900">Google.org’s</font><font color="#0000FF"> charitable foundation. The 61-year-old former </font><font color="#FF9900">hippy</font><font color="#0000FF"> was drawn to </font><font color="#FF9900">Google</font><font color="#0000FF"> after he read the company’s </font><font color="#FF9900"><i>“Don’t be evil”</i></font><font color="#0000FF"> motto in its float prospectus last year and has spent the past 6 months in talks with the founders about how best to use the foundation’s cash for charitable causes. <br><br>
Sergei Brin and Larry Page, </font><font color="#FF9900">Google</font><font color="#0000FF">’s founders, chose the unconventional doctor, who was once a personal physician to members of the </font><font color="#FF9900"><i>Grateful Dead</i></font><font color="#0000FF">, the psychedelic rock band, because they seek to do </font><font color="#FF9900"><i>“good not evil”</i></font><font color="#0000FF"> with their new-found billions. <br><br>
On paper, the trained physician and former leading light in the </font><font color="#FF9900">World Health Organisation (WHO)</font><font color="#0000FF"> is the perfect candidate. He is a child of the Sixties who travelled from </font><font color="#FF9900">Woodstock</font><font color="#0000FF"> to </font><font color="#FF9900">India</font><font color="#0000FF"> and back in search of </font><font color="#FF9900">enlightenment</font><font color="#0000FF"> and who ended up leading the campaign to eradicate smallpox in the sub-continent. At the same time he is a pioneer in California’s </font><font color="#FF9900">Silicon Valley</font><font color="#0000FF">, where he has used the money he made to build a big, successful Third World health charity. <br><br>
</font><font color="#FF9900">Google.org</font><font color="#0000FF"> is a jumble of well-meaning charitable funds and foundations started almost on an ad hoc basis by the </font><font color="#FF9900">Google</font><font color="#0000FF"> founders. Dr Brilliant’s mission is to bring them together and to define their <i>“mission and strategic goals”.</i> <br><br>
Dr Brilliant said: </font><font color="#FF9900"><i>“I have great admiration for Google’s technical contributions to society and believe that it can make an equally great impression through philanthropy.” <br><br>
</i></font><font color="#0000FF">The doctor lived a fairly conventional existence as a philosophy student, but turned to medicine after he found out his father was dying of cancer. In 1970, aged 26, he also had cancer diagnosed. He took time off and became involved with the psychedelic movement. After starring in the film sequel to </font><font color="#FF9900"><i>Woodstock</i></font><font color="#0000FF">, he was paid by Warner Brothers in Indian Airline tickets and left America to seek enlightenment at an ashram. <br><br>
However, his guru would not let him meditate in peace, throwing apples at him every time he was spotted in the lotus position. <br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> he was trying too hard, see? too ‘hardworking’.<br><br>
</font><font color="#0000FF">The guru, </font><font color="#FF9900">Neem Karoli Baba</font><font color="#0000FF">, told him that instead he should help to save India from a </font><font color="#FF9900">smallpox</font><font color="#0000FF"> epidemic. After years of persistence, he led a 100,000-strong team of </font><font color="#FF9900">WHO</font><font color="#0000FF"> doctors that vaccinated the entire country. <br><br>
More recently, Dr Brilliant founded </font><font color="#FF9900">The Well</font><font color="#0000FF">, a pioneering internet community that helped to start the revolution that created companies such as </font><font color="#FF9900">Yahoo!, Google</font><font color="#0000FF"> and </font><font color="#FF9900">eBay</font><font color="#0000FF">. <br>
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<font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">there is not a single person on this planet who is a </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">Holocaust Denier</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">. not one, despite all the organised propaganda that has, at great expense, been daily dripped into our minds. <br><br>
many, and increasing daily, question the actual <i><u>number</u></i> killed but NOBODY denies that a large number of jews were horribly killed. whether it was more (or worse) than the current </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">Iraqi Holocaust</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080"> or the </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">African Holocaust</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080"> or the </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">American Indian Holocaust</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080"> is for history to decide and for free & open debate to inform. interestingly, the Ignorance involved in these other examples has consistently <i>under</i>-estimated the numbers killed.<br><br>
</font><b>(believe me, since it’s maybe even the single biggest <font color="#FF0000">Holy Cow</font><font color="#808080"> on the planet today and obviously a suitable target for the </b></font><font face="Swis721 BlkEx BT" color="#FF00FF">UP!</font><font color="#808080"><b>, i did a long search on this subject. but it turned out too long to publish here, and too heated and confused to be worth the hassle involved in making it public - by which i mean the organised jewish fanatics who take potshots at anyone who raises their head above the parapet - ask ken livingstoned! but i’ll send it to anyone who would like to know some more FACTS on this whole issue.)<br><br>
</b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">and there is one more issue, which you <i>might</i> wish to call Holocaust Denial. and <i>that</i> is whether there actually <i>was</i> a deliberate organised campaign to specifically eradicate jews. what about the gypsies, gays and all the others, were they sort of <i>accidentally</i> swept up along with the Overall Objective? weren’t the jews mostly used as industrial slaves and worked to death, i mean weren’t they more use to the efficient germans <i>alive</i>? you could, you see, argue whether the </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">Slaves</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">, </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">Savages</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080"> and </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">Insurgents</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080"> were killed as a <i>policy </i>or not, ask yourself what YOU think :) <br>
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</font><div align="center"><font size=5 color="#FF0000"><b>Bush in </font><font size=5 color="#993300">India</font><font size=5 color="#FF0000">: Not </font><font size=5 color="#993300">Welcome<br>
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<div align="right">Arundhati Roy<br>
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<font color="#FF0000">On his triumphalist tour of </font><font color="#993300">India</font><font color="#FF0000"> and </font><font color="#993300">Pakistan</font><font color="#FF0000">, where he hopes to wave imperiously at people he considers potential subjects, President Bush has an itinerary that's getting </font><font color="#993300"><u>curiouser and curiouser</u></font><font color="#FF0000">. <br><br>
</font><font color="#993300">Plan One</font><font color="#FF0000"> for his March 2 pit stop in New Delhi was to have him address parliament, but when a not inconsequential number of MPs threatened to heckle him, it was hastily shelved. <br><br>
</font><font color="#993300">Plan Two</font><font color="#FF0000"> was for him to address the masses from the ramparts of the magnificent Red Fort, where the Indian prime minister traditionally delivers his </font><font color="#993300">Independence Day</font><font color="#FF0000"> address. But, surrounded as it is by the predominantly </font><font color="#993300">Muslim</font><font color="#FF0000"> population of Old Delhi, it was considered </font><font color="#993300">a security nightmare</font><font color="#FF0000">. <br><br>
So now we're into </font><font color="#993300">Plan Three</font><font color="#FF0000">: he speaks from Purana Qila, the Old Fort. <br><br>
</font><font color="#993300">Ironic, no?</font><font color="#FF0000"> The only safe public space for a man who’s recently been so enthusiastic about India's </font><font color="#993300">modernity</font><font color="#FF0000"> is a crumbling medieval fort!<br><br>
Since the Purana Qila also houses the Delhi zoo, his audience will be a few hundred caged animals and an approved list of </font><font color="#993300">caged </font><font color="#FF0000"><i>"eminent persons."</i> They're mostly rich folk who live in our poor country like captive animals, </font><font color="#993300">incarcerated by their own wealth</font><font color="#FF0000">, locked and barred in their gilded cages, protecting themselves from the threat of the vulgar and unruly multitudes whom they’ve systematically dispossessed over the centuries. <br><br>
Will the </font><font color="#993300">gorillas</font><font color="#FF0000"> cheer him on, the </font><font color="#993300">gibbons</font><font color="#FF0000"> curl their lips, the brow-antlered </font><font color="#993300">deer</font><font color="#FF0000"> sneer, the </font><font color="#993300">chimps</font><font color="#FF0000"> make rude noises, the </font><font color="#993300">owls</font><font color="#FF0000"> hoot, the lions yawn and the </font><font color="#993300">giraffes</font><font color="#FF0000"> bat their beautiful eyelashes? Will the </font><font color="#993300">crocs</font><font color="#FF0000"> recognise a kindred soul? Will the </font><font color="#993300">CEO</font><font color="#FF0000">s agree?<br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> u bet! <br><br>
</font><font color="#FF0000">But worse is to come. Bush will be taken to visit </font><font color="#993300">Gandhi</font><font color="#FF0000">'s memorial in Rajghat. He's not the only war criminal the Indian government has invited to lay flowers at Rajghat - recently we had the Burmese dictator General Than Shwe, no shrinking violet himself. But when Bush places flowers on that famous slab of highly polished stone, </font><font size=4 color="#993300">millions of Indians will wince.</font><font color="#FF0000"> It will be as though he’s poured a pint of blood on </font><font color="#993300">Gandhi’s</font><font color="#FF0000"> memory. <br><br>
</font><font size=4 color="#993300">We really would prefer that he didn't. George W. Bush, the President of the United States of America, world nightmare incarnate, is just not welcome. <br>
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</b></font><div align="center"><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#CC99FF">Big Decision To Make? </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#33CCCC">Sleep Onnit</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#CC99FF">, or </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#33CCCC">Have A Puff<br>
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<div align="right"><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica">New York Times Feb 21, 2006<br>
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<font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#CC99FF">Dutch psychologists found that people struggling to make complex decisions did best when they were distracted and were </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#33CCCC">unable to think consciously</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#CC99FF"> about the choice. The research not only backs up the common advice to </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#33CCCC"><i>"sleep on it"</i></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#CC99FF"> when facing difficult choices, but it also suggests that the unconscious brain can actively reason as well.<br>
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<font color="#FF6600">When rats pause in running through a maze, they play back their memory of points along their route, but in reverse order. The discovery may provide a deep insight into how memory works in humans. The reverse replay mechanism seems to be part of a neural editing process in which memories are selected, combined and stored as a set of edited... <br>
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<font color="#339966">In a new book by that name, roboticist Daniel H. Wilson offers humorous advice on evading and outsmarting robots as a literary device to combat dystopian robot scenarios while serving as a state-of-the-art robotics primer.<br>
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<font color="#808080">A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water. At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. <br><br>
For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots of water to his house. <br><br>
Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do. <br><br>
One day, after two years of “bitter failure”, it spoke to the water bearer by the stream. </font><font color="#3366FF"><i>"I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house".</i></font><font color="#808080"> <br><br>
The bearer replied, </font><font color="#3366FF"><i>"Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other side? That's because, knowing about your flaw, I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them. For two years I ‘ve been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."</i></font><font color="#808080"> <br><br>
We each have our own unique flaw. But it's these flaws that make our lives together so interesting and rewarding! You've just got to take each person for what they are and find the good in them. <br><br>
</font><font size=4 color="#3366FF">To all of my crackpot friends, have a great day, and thanks for all the flowers!<br>
</b></font>[thanks to philthi mckeswick]<br>
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<font size=4>Late April Late May </b></font>- <font color="#FF6600"><b>Sahara Desert</font><font color="#99CC00"> + </font><font color="#3366FF">Atlas Mountains</b></font>, <font face="Arial Narrow, Helvetica" size=4 color="#99CC00"><b>Morocco.</font><font face="Arial Narrow, Helvetica"> <br>
</b></font><div align="right"><font color="#800080">(keep this handy in case u suddenly get that feeling: <i>i gotta get outa here!</i>)<br>
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<font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080">when i stopped putting on public edutainments, i started taking little trips abroad for my health, sanity, and natural curiosity. at first i went alone, tho i tried to persuade a cuppla frens, but you know how frens can b!<br>
then, 2 years ago, a buddy came with me to </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#008000">spain</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080">. in </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">malta</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080"> that spring 3 people were with me. in August in </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#333399">croatia</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080"> there were 5! and in </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#CC99FF"><b>Greece</b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080"> last Spring there were 7 of us! and of course people join us along the way.<br>
with </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#99CC00">morocco</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080"> this spring, because it’s so near and familiar, it looks like there could be 10-20 people coming along! imagine!<br><br>
it’s a new kinda clubbing, </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080">travel clubbing</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080">, which i've called the </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF9900">Caravanserai Club</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080">. it goes away once or twice a year, during off-peak. i announce a great city in a foreign country that's not too expensive to get to, and </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080"><i>anybody</i></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080"> who wants to comes along<i>, </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#808080"><u>independently</u>!<br>
</i></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=1 color="#808080"><b>more details over next few weeks<br>
</b></font><font size=1>YOU DO NOT NEED TO INFORM ANYONE THAT U R COMING, BUT, IF U LIKE, CONTACT ME AT:<br>
</font><font color="#0000FF"><b><u>fraser@parallel-youniversity.com<br>
</u></b></font><font face="Swis721 BlkEx BT" color="#FF00FF">UP!<br><br>
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</font><div align="center"><font size=6 color="#008000"><b>Making Our Own </font><font size=6 color="#FF99CC">Heaven<br>
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<div align="right">by<b> Henry Makow Ph.D. <br>
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<font color="#008000">The world often seems like a stuffy public toilet without ventilation. <br><br>
This is because </font><font color="#FF99CC">Protagorus</font><font color="#008000">' dictum </font><font color="#FF99CC"><i>"Man Is The Measure Of All Things"</i> </font><font color="#008000">is the official religion.<br>
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Modern culture mostly consists of reflections of our degenerate selves, a </font><font color="#FF99CC"><i>"wilderness of mirrors"</i></font><font color="#008000"> as </font><font color="#FF99CC">T.S. Eliot</font><font color="#008000"> said. <br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> a guy who worked for a bank most of his life and read greek.<br>
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We inhale our own fumes. <br>
The religion of man is </font><font color="#FF99CC"><i>"humanism "</i></font><font color="#008000">or </font><font color="#FF99CC"><i>"illuminism."</i></font><font color="#008000"> <br><br>
</font><font color="#FF99CC">Plato</font><font color="#008000"> tried to correct </font><font color="#FF99CC">Protagorus</font><font color="#008000">. </font><font color="#FF99CC"><i>"God and not man is the measure of all things."</i></font><font color="#008000"> <br>
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We didn't listen to </font><font color="#FF99CC">Plato</font><font color="#008000">. <br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> correction: most of humanity did and still do. it’s the elite who didn’t.<br>
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</font><font color="#FF00FF">God</font><font color="#008000"> is now banished from public life. When was the last time a </font><font color="#FF00FF">Divine Standard</font><font color="#008000"> was applied to anything? That would be like a breath of fresh air. <br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> i’d call it an Objective Standard. and megatripolis{@forever is exactly that breath of fresh air! <br>
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J. Edgar Hoover said, </font><font color="#FF99CC"><i>"The individual is handicapped by coming face-to-face with a "conspiracy so monstrous he cannot believe it exists."</i></font><font color="#008000"> <br><br>
The </font><font color="#FF99CC">Illuminati</font><font color="#008000">, a </font>Luciferian<font color="#008000"> secret society, the highest echelon of </font>Freemasonry<font color="#008000">, controls the world. (That's their logo on the US dollar with the words </font><i>"we did it!"</i><font color="#008000"> in Latin.) <br>
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</font>Lucifer<font color="#008000"> represents man's rebellion against natural and moral laws i.e. </font><font color="#FF99CC">God</font><font color="#008000">'s design. The </font>Luciferians<font color="#008000"> are very rich. They need to short circuit </font><font color="#FF99CC">God</font><font color="#008000">'s plan in order to impose their </font><font color="#FF99CC"><i>"New World Order."</i></font><font color="#008000"> <br>
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We are being inducted into a </font>Luciferian<font color="#008000"> cult via the mass media and education. It promotes our animal instincts because we are to be their cattle and servants. <br><br>
The </font>Illuminati<font color="#008000"> have declared war on </font><font color="#FF99CC">God</font><font color="#008000"> and the human race. We are cannon fodder, human sacrifice.<br>
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The human race has suffered more than enough duplicity and degradation to justify revolt. But we have been programmed by occult magicians to accept our suffering as </font><font color="#FF99CC">inevitable, necessary</font><font color="#008000"> and even </font><font color="#FF99CC">heroic</font><font color="#008000">. <br>
</b></font><font color="#0000FF"><a href="http://savethemales.ca/" eudora="autourl">http://savethemales.ca/</a><br><br>
</font><div align="center"><font size=5 color="#99CC00"><b><i>BUT GET YOUR TIMEDANCING SHOES ON!<br><br>
</i></font><font size=6 color="#808080">Friends and Fixtures Farewell<br><br>
</b></font>AN EXTRACT FROM<br>
<font size=6 color="#FF00FF"><b>megatripolis@forever<br>
</font>the out-of-your-head-breaking<font color="#800080"> </font><font color="#339966">futurist</font> <font size=5 color="#FF00FF">e</font><font size=5>-novella</font> <br>
from club saviour <font color="#FF00FF">Fraser Clark<br><br>
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<i>THE STORY SO FAR <br>
</b><font face="Times New Roman, Times">Nothing has yet happened, except that time has been running so long it must have almost run out - or so most people thought at the time of the following Primal Event. <br>
The citizens of </i></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#FF00FF"><b>Megatripolis</b></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times"><i>, the </font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#FF6600"><b>Future Perfect State</b></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times">, to which our species finally evolved, spend much of their lives exploring their historical roots (what else to do?)<br>
By far the most popular tourist sites in their History are the 2/3 Cusp Virtual Leap Era in the Over-Developed West area of the original planet Earth, and Cleopatra's time in Egypt (mostly elderly ladies, though everyone's been back there at least once).</font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#0000FF"> <br>
</font><font face="Times New Roman, Times">However, the younger, hipper Megatripolitans have recently got caught up in a new craze, that of re-living the previous time-dances of the early and even pre-Megatripolitans. <br>
The following, the single most visited life, is the very first such journey, lived by </font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#CC99FF"><b>Captain Pilgrim</b></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times"> Buchanan, whose well-documented Time- explorations, with other </font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#800080"><b>Knights Temporal</b></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times">, employing the </font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#008080"><b>Nectar Chip</b></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times">, later played such a pivotal role in securing the original state of </i></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#FF00FF"><b>Megatripolis</b></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times"><i> in time, if still not yet in space. <br><br>
NOTE: early time-trips were very approximate affairs, and many overlaps with the YOUniversal Unconscious and </i></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#C0C0C0">beyonditall@singularity</font><font face="Times New Roman, Times"><i> occurred which no effort by </font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" color="#000080"><b>GodThrong</font><font face="Times New Roman, Times">@Service.Org</b> can totally eliminate.<b> <br><br>
NOW READ ON.<br><br>
</i></font>After Victor/<font color="#FF6600">Caleb</font>-to-be beamed out his <font color="#FF0000">Honesty Path</font> rap, events began to accelerate. Though we’d now secured our position by altering an insignificant detail in History [I’m now aware how <i>non</i>-insignificant our tinkering had been!] the </b><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#C0C0C0">Concrete Boys</font><b> were unquestionably getting closer with every hour we hung around this time space. Lady Anne had dreamed they’d broken down her door the night before, and naturally we knights took such dreams most seriously. <br><br>
Of course we were worried for <i>ourselves</i>, but we were <i>much</i> more worried that they would find <font color="#993300">Victor</font> too soon! For this man’s mind was crucial - both for the Future, and for our own search for a <i>“Left Hand Path”</i> to <font color="#FF00FF">Megatripolis</font>. The <font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#C0C0C0">Concrete Boys</font> must not trace him!<br><br>
And we were preparing for our next <font color="#008080">Chip</font> when a truly amazing ‘event’ occurred. <i>A Time-Shattering Event! </i>An email, titled ‘GOD SOS’, <i>appeared</i> on Victor’s screen! He had <i>created</i> us! Such was the conclusion we jumped to. He had created a future that included <i>us!<br><br>
</i>From the point of view of our own research, of course, our working assumption had been proved correct! Whether conscious of it or not, Victor <i>knew</i> about the <font color="#FF6600">Future Perfect State</font>! Perhaps he was even one of those early castaway Megatripolitans they speak of who got stranded in history. <br><br>
Despite the Massive Risk of being spotted, instead of <font color="#008080">chipping</font> out of then we plugged our equipment in and initiated preparations for entering Victor’s psychic space. We absolutely could not let such a chance go by, and could only pray that going <i>into</i> him might actually help us ‘disappear’.<br><br>
Which is when the second, this time <i>totally terrifying</i>, Event occurred. We had double-spliced the primary cortex of Victor’s Imagination circuits, using the limited supplies in our tool box, with the central channel from/to <font color="#333399">YOUniversal@superconscious</font>, and Morningstar was in the very act of making a test run connection of this complex to the Higher Emotional Brain (technically a fractal within his physical brain) when suddenly, with a sound like the puncturing of membrane in the very fabric of space/Time, the </b><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#C0C0C0">Concrete Boys</font><b> were upon us!<br><br>
Three of them, all in Male bodies. One had chosen to look like Darth Vader. The second was a Viking chieftain. And the third embodied this grotesquely ugly, spiked blob such as Chad the Cynic might have created. They were amazingly fast too. In the micronan it took us to digitalise their virtual bodies, they’d stripped us of our <i>actual</i> personal information. Age, height, weight, hair and eye colour - they’d recorded them<i> already</i>! Sensors, indeed, were nibbling my chest measurements and inserting themselves into my DNA when Prince Rupert cloaked me with a hearty <i>“<font color="#CC99FF">All For One And Free for All</font>!” </i>before whirling round to project pure streams of mystical invective in their direction:<br><br>
<font color="#008080"><i>“MEGATRIPOLIS FOREVER! POWER TO THE ANCESTORS! We’re all children of the one Great Cell, right, and, when you drop all the competition, don’t you just feeeel it?! Love really IS the answer, man! Myth embodies the nearest approach to absolute truth that can be stated in words, you actually know this. The only..” <br><br>
</i></font>It was working! While the <font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#C0C0C0">Boyos</font> hesitated, confused by being unable to register anything <i>“factual and quantitative” </i>in the Prince’s stream of consciousness, my wits were recovering. My chest measurements returned to privacy. And my UC password! My god, they’d even grabbed <i>that!</i> Meanwhile Morningstar was giving them her own kind of (subtler) blast:<br><br>
<font color="#FF00FF"><i>“Come, my Sweet Brothers, let’s make love beneath these stars of infinite space, we can do it if we try, why not? nobody will know! here we are, we all really want to… it’s in our natures, so why not? oh yeah, feel these soft breasts… and here… Love, Love, Love IS the Answer...”<br><br>
</i></font>They were falling back in disorder! They’d programmed and kitted themselves for Battle and were getting <font size=4 color="#FF00FF">Love</font>; unprepared, threatened, they oozed back behind the event horizon. They’d learn a lesson, obviously, and would return with a re-jigged attacktic while we, equally, would hang <i>even looser still</i>, and surf each moment’s spontaneity to counteract it. Neither of us dared allow ourselves to contemplate whether Order or Chaos was the fabric of Infinity. But clearly Chaos <i>is</i> the Infinite, I see that <i>unambiguously</i> when the <font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#C0C0C0">Concrete</font> is far behind me.<br><br>
Talk about shocked, I’d been rooted to the spot like a rabbit in headlights. To have lost, even for a moment, my chest measurements to Eternity’s guardians sent deep icy shivers up and down my chakras.<br><br>
And yet, as so often in a <font color="#800080">Knight Temporal</font>’s life, Fate’s acceleration necessitated that this sink into me in delayed reaction form, only to be allowed out under the bed clothes or in the privacy of the toilet. <br><br>
<i>FOR YET ANOTHER ‘SOMETHING’ HAD MANIFESTED THAT BROKE EVERY TENET OF OUR OWN MIND SETS!<br><br>
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</i></b><div align="right"><font size=4 color="#800080">The </font><font size=4 color="#000080"><b>Old Man</b></font><font size=4 color="#800080"> is just an ordinary God!<br>
In the Beginning, in the first crystallisation to drip from </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#C0C0C0">beyonditall@singularity</font><b>,</b><font size=4 color="#800080"> when all the gods lay stunned on clouds, the </font><font size=4 color="#000080"><b>Old Man</b></font><font size=4 color="#800080"> had woken first. <br>
Instantly grokking the situation, He then stirred each of the others to welcome Him or Her to </font><font size=4 color="#000080"><b><i>“My Place,”</i></b></font><font size=4 color="#800080"> and explained that He’d chosen them to be </font><font size=4 color="#000080"><b><i>“My Arch Angels”</b>.</i></font><font size=4 color="#800080"> </font><font size=4 color="#000080"><b><i>“You’ll be in charge of the winds,” “You’ll govern the Oceans”</i></b></font><font size=4 color="#800080"> </font><font size=4 color="#FF6600"><b>Sol</b></font><font size=4 color="#800080"> was put in charge of Earth’s central heating and fecundity.<br>
</font><font size=4 color="#33CCCC"><b>Lucy</b></font><font size=4 color="#800080">’s resistance group begin a campaign to stir up a rebellion. The Megatripolitans are the first to join because, though they’ve claimed back the right to self perfection, the </font><font size=4 color="#000080"><b>Old Man</b></font><font size=4 color="#800080"> is refusing everyone their right to Eternity.<br>
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</font><div align="center"><font face="Times New Roman, Times" size=5 color="#FF0000"><b>GET<i> </i></b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=5 color="#FF00FF">megatripolis@forever</font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4 color="#FF00FF"><i> </i></font><font face="Times New Roman, Times" size=5 color="#FF0000"><b>HERE<i>...<br>
</i></b></font><font size=4 color="#0000FF"><a href="http://www.oneworldnet.co.uk/ebooks/index3.php" eudora="autourl">http://www.oneworldnet.co.uk/ebooks/index3.php</a><br>
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<font face="Swis721 BlkEx BT" color="#FF00FF">up!<br><br>
</font><div align="center"><font size=5><b>Digital Books Start A New Chapter<br>
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<div align="right"> BusinessWeek, Feb. 27, 2006<br>
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Lighter devices, better displays, and the iPod craze could make digital books best-sellers!!!<br><br>
Portable devices are becoming lighter and more appealing. Books are being scanned into digital form by the <i>thousands</i>. The most important step forward may be in "digital ink," the technology used for displaying letters on a screen. <br><br>
E Ink has created a method for arranging tiny black and white capsules into words and images with an electronic charge. Because no power is used unless the reader changes the page, devices with the technology could go as long as 20 books between battery charges. The text also looks just as sharp as ink on a printed page, since each capsule is the size and pigment of a grain of laser-jet toner.<br>
</b><font face="Swis721 BlkEx BT" color="#FF00FF">up!<br><br>
</font><font size=4><b>Walter Cronkite: </b></font><font size=4 color="#FF0000"><i>"With police wielding unprecedented powers to invade privacy, tap phones and conduct searches seemingly at random, our civil liberties are in a very precarious condition.<br>
"Amid the clichés of the drug war, our country has lost sight of the scientific facts. Amid the frantic rhetoric of our leaders, we've become blind to reality: The war on drugs, as it is currently fought, is too expensive, and too inhumane.<br>
"But nothing will change until someone has the courage to stand up and say what so many politicians privately know: The war on drugs has failed."</i></font><b> <br>
</b><font color="#0000FF"><a href="http://www.drugpolicy.org/" eudora="autourl">http://www.drugpolicy.org</a><br>
</font><font face="Swis721 BlkEx BT" color="#FF00FF">UP!<br><br>
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</font><div align="center"><font size=5 color="#333399"><b>Artist </font><font size=5 color="#993300">Michael Bowen</font><font size=5 color="#333399"> Flees The American Dino, Discovers Civilisation In Europe,<br>
And Escapes Big Pharm’s </font><font size=5 color="#993300">Narco-Dream<br>
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<font color="#333399">I was born the last month of 1937. Soon the usa corporate war freaks got very rich on ww2, and it wasn’t long before the corporate boys created a ghastly Wagnerian tangle of suffering that nobody ever needed anyway. <br><br>
In 1940 I got a nasty touch of polio. I lived in Beverly Hills, my playmates were the sons of the war lovers. During the </font><font color="#993300">polio</font><font color="#333399"> years my life was saved from the medical doctors’ ideas that I should live in an iron lung and die. My doctor father and my Vedanta practising grandmother killed the polio virus by raising my temperature to a huge degree. The corporate doctors who were experimenting with putting people in horrible </font><font color="#993300">iron lungs</font><font color="#333399"> didn’t like what my father did. Even though it saved my life. <br><br>
By the time I could play again I had learned I had to start thinking on my feet early in life. I wanted to be an artist and nothing else. Laying flat on my back for 2 years with </font><font color="#993300">polio</font><font color="#333399"> made my brain flow around in art thought soup. I grew up reading all the racist junk about the sneaky Japs and the happy tap dancing Negroes. Somehow none of it made sense. The black people were definitely not happy and the Japanese made incredible art. I found that in my father’s library. <br><br>
Besides, my playmates Gary and Lindsey </font><font color="#993300">Crosby</font><font color="#333399"> were miserable in their dad’s mansion near ours. Gary killed himself later on. </font><font color="#993300"><i>I had to escape from Beverly Hills.</i></font><font color="#333399"> I had a plan. Join the air force and be a normal artist. I thought that might be too nuts for them and they’d throw me out. I was 17, my mother was drunk every day because Uncle Benjie was dead. Assassinated at mom’s girl friend’s house, Virginia Hill, who lived around the corner. <br><br>
Mom signed the papers and I was in the air force. I was too nutty for them and they <i>did</i> kick me out. I was then free of the </font><font color="#993300">Korean War</font><font color="#333399"> draft and free to be an artist. I moved in with the now world famous </font><font color="#993300">Ed Kienholz</font><font color="#333399"> the assemblagist. He taught me how to survive even when my back hurt. I left Beverly Hills for good. Ed and I paid 7 dollars a month rent for a shack in an L.A. alley. I began to paint. <br><br>
After a year I got tired of eating white bread and tomato soup raw from a can and started living with </font><font color="#993300">John Carradine</font><font color="#333399">’s wife. She bought me a new Cadillac convertible. She divorced the great actor who drank so much scotch with barbiturates that he thought he was in Spain if the sun came out. We moved to romantic San Francisco. On the way to San Francisco we stopped to see my dad who was living in Uncle Benjie’s old house in Las Vegas. Dad sent me out to one of his friend’s casinos so he could have a “talk” with my new bride.<br><br>
We found a house in San Francisco. One day Sonia told me she’d had sex with my dad that night in Vegas to make the family closer. She was also pregnant; to this day we don’t know if my oldest son is my son or my brother. For some reason none of this seemed odd. After all I was finally in San Francisco. There was something about San Francisco that always enchanted me. My mother had a boyfriend that I loved too. He built the Flamingo hotel, and casino in Vegas and really started the town. I first learned about San Francisco when uncle Benji, mom and I drove up the California coast to the city to see some of uncle Benjie's buildings there.<br><br>
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Sonia and I and little Michael were happy in San Francisco but, eventually, it was just me in the City. I painted every day. When the Beat generation arrived I was already in it. We decided to change the world by living the bill of rights. The corporate fascists didn’t like that, so they tried to kill us and drive us away. They lost and we won. We changed the world. I loved painting and I worked hard at it. <br><br>
My body started to hurt all the time. I went to some doctors. they didn’t do anything except give me pills that made me work harder. My body hurt more. Finally in the 70s and 80s people who had </font><font color="#993300">polio</font><font color="#333399"> and lived started getting it again in weird ways. Doctors kept giving me </font><font color="#993300">more pills</font><font color="#333399">. One, without any tests, trades for my paintings. In other words I gave him paintings and he said I had this new disease that everybody who ever had </font><font color="#993300">polio</font><font color="#333399"> got. He called it </font><font color="#993300">Post Polio Syndrome</font><font color="#333399">. I gave him paintings he gave me pills. But these pills were different. They made me feel <i>great</i>. I could work as much as I wanted and never hurt. Later I found out the pills were called </font><font color="#993300">oxycontin</font><font color="#333399">. And it was just like </font><font size=4 color="#993300">morphine</font><font color="#333399">. You took them and you didn’t hurt so I took them and gave the dr more paintings. The doctor’s office was a corporate office. Soon it had a lot of paintings. <br><br>
I was showing at the </font><font color="#993300">Whitney</font><font color="#333399"> museum. and museums all over the world. If I forgot to take the pills I would start to get sick, the dr said I needed to take the pills or I would get sick. So I kept taking the pills, and making more paintings, and giving them to the corporate dr. I didn’t hurt but I was afraid of running out of the pills and <i>really</i> getting sick. Once I thought what a rotten thing to do to a </font><font color="#993300">Korean veteran</font><font color="#333399">. I have to pay 15 hundred dollars every month for the pills or I would get sick. I noticed when a barrel of oil would go up in price so would the pills. I asked a pharmacist if the pills were made of oil. He said no, but when oil goes up so does everything else because of the corporations. This seemed as crazy as everything else in Beverly Hills. Finally I couldn’t stand it anymore. Life became work for </font><font color="#993300">oxycontin</font><font color="#333399">. <br><br>
My wife is Italian and our little boy is Italian, this meant we could live in the E.U. I felt safer for my family. In America I couldn’t send my little boy to school because the kids were on crazy pills sold by criminals with guns. He couldn’t learn in a place like that. We sold everything we had and moved to Europe. But now I was addicted to </font><font size=4 color="#993300">legal narcotics</font><font size=4 color="#333399">!</font><font color="#333399"> The dr said I could get the </font><font color="#993300">morphine</font><font color="#333399"> like </font><font color="#993300">oxycontin</font><font color="#333399"> in Europe. <br><br>
We got on a plane and came to Europe, and in Europe I went to the dr. The dr said you are addicted to narcotics, I said yes, and showed him the paper that said the American dr said he was treating me with narcotics for </font><font color="#993300">post polio syndrome.</font><font color="#333399"> <br><br>
By this time something had broken in my back and I couldn’t walk anymore. The American dr had said when this started that it’s probably the </font><font color="#993300">polio</font><font color="#333399">. <i>Probably? It is or it isn’t.</i> The european doctors tested me. They said you need an operation not pills. I said ok. Tests were made. An operation happened. <br><br>
I have no more pain no matter how hard I work. The Drs Here didn’t want money to operate either. Now I can walk, paint, send my little boy to school. These Drs are not corporate Drs and they are successfully getting me off </font><font color="#993300">narcotics</font><font color="#333399"> which I never needed, because </font><font size=4 color="#993300">I never had post polio syndrome</font><font color="#333399">. I was lied to, for 1500 dollars a month! For a decade! <br><br>
I think it’s bad to lie to a veteran. Especially one from the Korean war which killed lots of Koreans for corporations while thinking they were making the world safe for democracy and the bill of rights which we Beat artists lived not just read. <br>
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<div align="center"><font size=5 color="#FF0000">A MILLION WESTERN SOLDIERS<br>
CONDEMNED TO SICKNESS & DEATH<br>
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<font color="#808080">Why did the US </font>Veterans Affairs Secretary<font color="#808080">, Anthony Principi, resign recently? <br><br>
The </font>Preventive Psychiatry Newsletter<font color="#808080"> has written to its subscribers telling them the real reason was he’d been involved in </font><font size=4 color="#FF0000"><u>a massive cover-up</u></font><font color="#808080"> of the fact that </font>Gulf War Syndrome<font color="#808080"> was caused by the use of </font><font color="#FF0000"><u>depleted uranium</u></font><font color="#808080">, according to the <i>SF Bay View</i>.<br><br>
In the article Arthur Bernklau, executive director of </font>Veterans for Constitutional Law<font color="#808080">, wrote that </font><font size=4 color="#FF0000"><i>“thousands of our military have suffered and died from depleted uranium which has finally been identified as the cause of this sickness, eliminating the guessing. The </font><font size=4>terrible truth</font><font size=4 color="#FF0000"> is now being revealed.”</i></font><font color="#808080"> <br><br>
He goes on to detail several alarming statistics. <br>
The historical disability rate amongst soldiers last century was about 5%, approaching 10% during Vietnam. <br>
Due to the use of depleted uranium in the battlefield, however, 56% of the 580,400 solders who served in Gulf War 1 were on </font>Permanent Medical Disability<font color="#808080"> by 2000. <br>
11,000 Gulf War veterans are already dead. <br>
Now 518,739 Gulf War Veterans, </font><font color="#FF0000"><u>almost all of them</u></font><font color="#808080">, are currently on medical disability.<br><br>
Principi, under orders from the Bush Administration, had allegedly been covering up the disastrous results of using depleted uranium since 2000.<br><br>
With so many soldiers having serious health problems it has become impossible to keep secret.<br>
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</font><font color="#FF0000"><b>>> Just read your preview of this piece. All American cities are filling up with ex soldiers living on the street and eating out of the trash, anyone can see it. <br>
</b></font>michael bowen.<br>
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</font><div align="center"><font size=4 color="#FF0000">Don’t Care About </font><font size=4 color="#808080">Bluddy Soldiers</font><font size=4 color="#FF0000"> And Iraqis Dying?<br>
Well, How About Depleted Uranium </font><font size=4 color="#808080">Contaminating </font><font size=4 color="#FF0000">Europe</font><font size=4 color="#808080">?!<br>
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<font color="#808080">Dr. Katsuma Yagasaki, a Japanese physicist at the University of the Ryukyus in Okinawa, has estimated that the atomicity equivalent of at least </font><font color="#FF0000">400,000 Nagasaki</font><font color="#808080"> bombs has been released into the global atmosphere since 1991, from the use of depleted uranium munitions. <br><br>
And Who’s Been Using Them? Iran? North Korea? Iraq? <br><br>
It is completely mixed into the planet’s atmosphere in one year. The </font><font color="#FF0000"><i>"smog of war"</i></font><font color="#808080"> from Gulf War I was found in glaciers and ice sheets globally a year later.<br>
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</font><font color="#FF00FF"><b>>> let’s be as fair as today’s insanity allows, let’s say we have to give up either depleted uranium munitions OR stop building nuclear sites, fair enuff? :(<br>
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</font><font color="#808080"><i>"Did the use of Uranium weapons in Gulf War II result in contamination of Europe? Evidence from the measurements of the Atomic Weapons Establishment (AWE), Aldermaston, Berkshire, UK, raises this question"</i></font><font color="#FF0000"> reported the </font><font color="#808080"><i>Sunday Times</i></font><font color="#FF0000"> Online (February 19, 2006) in a shocking scientific study authored by British scientists Dr. Chris Busby and Saoirse Morgan.<br><br>
The highest levels of depleted uranium ever measured in the atmosphere in Britain, were transported on air currents from the Middle East and Central Asia; of special significance were those from the </font><font color="#808080"><i>Tora Bora</i></font><font color="#FF0000"> bombing in Afghanistan in 2001, and the </font><font color="#808080"><i>"Shock & Awe"</i></font><font color="#FF0000"> bombing during Gulf War II in Iraq in 2003.<br><br>
After the </font><font color="#808080"><i>"Shock and Awe"</i></font><font color="#FF0000"> campaign in Iraq in 2003, very fine particles of depleted uranium were captured with larger sand and dust particles in filters in Britain.<br><br>
These particles traveled in 7-9 days from Iraqi battlefields as far as 2400 miles away.<br><br>
The radiation measured in the atmosphere quadrupled within a few weeks of the 2003 campaign, and at one of the 5 monitoring locations, the levels twice required an </font><font color="#808080">official alert to the British Environment Agency.<br><br>
</font><font color="#FF0000">In addition to depleted uranium data gathered in previous studies on Kosovo and Bosnia by Dr. Busby, the Aldermaston air monitoring data provided a continuous record of depleted uranium levels in Britain from the other recent wars.<br><br>
</font><font color="#808080"><u>EXTENSIVE VIDEO NEWS FOOTAGE OF THE 2003 IRAQ WAR, INCLUDING </font><font color="#FF0000">FALLUJAH</font><font color="#808080"> IN 2004, PROVIDED </font><font size=4 color="#FF0000">IRREFUTABLE DOCUMENTED EVIDENCE</font><font color="#808080"> THAT THE US HAS UNETHICALLY AND ILLEGALLY USED DEPLETED URANIUM MUNITIONS ON CITIES AND OTHER CIVILIAN POPULATIONS.<br><br>
</u></font><font color="#FF0000">These military actions are in </font><font color="#808080"><u>direct violation</u></font><font color="#FF0000"> of not only the international conventions, but also violate US military law because the US is a signatory to The Hague and Geneva Conventions and the 1925 Geneva Gas Protocol.<br><br>
</font><font color="#808080"><u>DEPLETED URANIUM WEAPONRY MEETS THE DEFINITION OF A </font><font color="#FF0000">WEAPON OF MASS DESTRUCTION (WMD)</font><font color="#808080"> IN 2 OUT OF 3 CATEGORIES UNDER US CODE TITLE 50, CHAPTER 40 SEC. 2302.<br>
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<font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000">Gen. Yuri Baluyevsky, the chief of Russia's general staff, warned the United States against attacking Iran. </font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#0000FF"><i>"A military scenario can't be ruled out,"</i></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" color="#FF0000"> he was quoted as saying by Russian news agencies."<br><br>
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<font color="#008000">On the Zippie definition, I recall in the early 90s an alt. newsgroup of that name, and the dream-like description of one <i>'sitting beneath a tree using a laptop'!<br>
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<div align="center"><font size=6 color="#FF6600"><b>The Flying Saucer’s Apprentice</font><font color="#FF6600"> <br>
</b></font><font face="Arial Black, Helvetica" size=4>PART THREE<br><br>
</font><i>"<font size=4><b>I'm just a guy... Jesus was just a guy, too, of course."</i></b></font><font color="#FF6600"> <br>
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<div align="right"><font color="#808080">by </font><b>David Robert Lewis<br>
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<font color="#FF6600">What am I doing here? I was always asking myself that as the Zippy phenomenon continued to, well, continue. Looking at it from the next year, 2004, the problem is not too difficult to sort out. <br><br>
While Fraser was being touted by the press as some kind of cult-figure surrounded by a horde of acolytes, on the one hand, the reality was completely different -- there were no </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>'true-believers"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> only variations of what can only be described as a rag-tag army of techno-hippies and cyber-anarchists -- the reinforcements he’d been looking for since the Sixties. <br><br>
Though people like </font><font color="#FF00FF">Earth Girl</font><font color="#FF6600"> and </font><font color="#FF00FF">Michael John</font><font color="#FF6600"> seem to pop-up in story after story about the </font><font color="#FF0000">Zippies</font><font color="#FF6600">, it’s probably because they were already well-known, and Americans to boot. Very little is ever said about the actual tribe that accompanied Clark from London, and this criticism is not a new one. In fact, in a piece posted on the web shortly after the tour fell-apart, an anonymous author makes the startling point: "</font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>Take the very question of who these people are: How were they educated? What parts of Britain are they from? What do they do for a living? Who are their parents?" <br><br>
</i></font><font color="#FF6600">And comments: "</font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>This was barely touched upon for those who were the nucleus of this movement, and not at all for the late-comers, who form, by Marshalls estimates, about half of the 200,000 zippies." <br><br>
</i></font><font color="#FF6600">I'm not trying to include myself, here, but Americans like to honk their own horn, and it is probably safe to say that the closer you were to the nucleus surrounding Clark, the least likely you were to actually get heard - since the man was quite capable of telling everybody to shut-up while having a conversation about topical profundities like </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"we don't want to be all commercial or have stars" </i></font><font color="#FF6600">. The thought police and people like </font><font color="#FF00FF">John Bagby</font><font color="#FF6600"> were only too happy to oblige in following orders. <br><br>
We return from yet another fashionable appearance at the </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>Marconi Convention Centre</i></font><font color="#FF6600">, go up to the apartment where one of Clark's goons, from the bad side of London clubland, asks me if I'm gay. His name is Ronnie, and he's shooting a movie about the tour, and </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"do you get it in the backside, you know, like in the arse?"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> <br><br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"Can't say I do....do you?”</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> I want to reply, but instead I play dumb, not wishing to appear so ultimately stupid, but then what am I actually doing here, making history with a capital H, with a bunch of gay-bashers in San Francisco of all places? According to Ronnie, the </font><font color="#FF0000">Zippies</font><font color="#FF6600"> are having trouble with a bunch of club queens (in particular one promoter) and they need a couple of extra zippies, you know, like for support. <br><br>
The totally anonymous monkey creature inside of me still wants to shout out: Sure I'm a </font><font color="#FF0000">Zippy</font><font color="#FF6600"> supporter, what club soccer do you watch? Zippies FNL, Zippies Guinness Cup or the Zippies United Local? <br><br>
Except, where I'm from, this kind of cultural bickering is taken seriously. Politicians often feel the need to feel popular by rigging the polls, bussing in supporters who have no idea what they’re supporting, and press ganging people with little else to do, except go along for the ride. I ask myself the question -- am I just one of the crowd -- the mob -- the passing parade whose presence has no effect on the outcome of events? <br><br>
</font><font size=4 color="#FF00FF">I have no answers.</font><font color="#FF6600"> The reality is that I've spent the last ten years thinking a particular event was possibly significant, when in fact the truth is, it was as insignificant and impossible to believe as </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>King Kong</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> on rollerblades, or as futile as owning one of those quaint do-hickeys for someone else's brand new Beetle (1960s reissue) -- you know it does <i>something</i> probably useful, you know it’s probably vital to the workings of the man and his car engine - but what!? If it falls out and the car still goes, you do nothing, tell nobody, and go about your business blissfully unaware, and for all they know, internal combustion could be the result of a wormhole in spacetime. <br>
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</font><font size=4 color="#FF6600">Your Messiah will arrive later than expected.<br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> it was certainly about internal combustion :)<br><br>
</font><font color="#FF6600">THERE were always elements of the messianic about Clark's mission. Part of his charm and allure was in recasting the </font><font color="#FF00FF">Yuppie</font><font color="#FF6600"> as a </font><font color="#FF00FF">Hippie</font><font color="#FF6600"> holding a computer, with an innocent vision of dancing outdoors in Mother Nature amidst a bigger dose of </font><font color="#FF00FF">Millennium Fever</font><font color="#FF6600"> than most. Indeed, there’s nothing wrong with being characterised as some kind of holy man hauling a laptop while riding on a donkey, even if this makes you look like the </font><font color="#FF00FF">Jesus Christ</font><font color="#FF6600"> of rave culture as </font><i>Time</i><font color="#FF6600"> or </font><i>Newsweek</i><font color="#FF6600"> would have it. Or </font><font size=4 color="#FF00FF">Christopher Columbus</font><font color="#FF6600"> as I still maintain. It’s another thing entirely to actually tout yourself as G-d, or to claim to embody the spiritual physicality of a </font><font color="#FF00FF">Christ</font><font color="#FF6600">, without stopping to consider that there could well be a pantheon of gods out there that include </font><font color="#FF00FF">Buddha</font><font color="#FF6600"> and even the Zoroastrian embodiment of the great god </font><font color="#FF00FF">Mazda</font><font color="#FF6600">? <br><br>
We arrived one night at </font><font color="#FF00FF">Kat Mckenna</font><font color="#FF6600">'s houseboat in Sausalito somewhere, and we are instantly thronged by worshippers who insist that I’m </font><font color="#FF00FF">Krishna</font><font color="#FF6600"> and Fraser is like God. They all circle us like pixies at a fairy wedding, and dance and sing a song too horrible to imagine. I think it has something to do with Fraser's birthday, but I’m too stoned to remember anything more than that. <br><br>
It would be a while until the infamous </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"Smells Like Zippy Spirit -- The Stillbirth Of A Supertribe"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> piece in </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>OUTside Magazine</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> , the outdoors </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>Rolling Stone</i></font><font color="#FF6600">, was published, along with the Fraser quote </font><i>"I'm just a guy... Jesus was just a guy, too, of course."</i><font color="#FF6600"> I could never figure out exactly why Hampton Sides wanted to pronounce the Zippies Dead on Arrival, but then you have to figure in the exploitation angle. The fact that none of us were getting paid, and as the </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"new supertribe"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> multiplied, so did the number of promoters eyeing his bank account. <br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> i wasn’t claiming i was jesus, i was saying jesus was just a guy, like moi. who, incidentally, predicted that many would come after him who would go further.<br><br>
</font><font color="#FF6600">Being so close to a superego like Clark’s can be dangerous. It’s one thing to stand next to a </font><font color="#FF00FF">Mandela</font><font color="#FF6600"> or a </font><font color="#FF00FF">Tutu</font><font color="#FF6600">, and to get a whiff of actual greatness, but being situated next to Clark, at any time of the day, was like being absorbed by an unstable supernova, his ability to make even the smallest detail seem completely trivial and significant, and to literally mesmerise your mind with his bard-like, rhyming verse - the man, as so many critics like to tell us, had the real gift of the gab, and was indeed some kind of leprechaun spouting poetry and persuading you that things were, far from being stillborn and over, </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>just starting!<br>
</i>>> and now with the zippy meme sweeping india china and japan, hmm.<br><br>
</font><font color="#FF6600">When the </font><i>"Here come the Zippies"</i><font color="#FF6600"> story was breaking on the West Coast of America during 1994, Bill Griffith, the creator of a cartoon character named </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"Zippy"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> expressed his concern that people like myself were simply </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"cashing-in".</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> Even though I couldn’t afford to wash my socks, we were </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"cashing-in",</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> perhaps on </font><font color="#FF00FF">Zippy</font><font color="#FF6600"> himself? <br><br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"I've always longed to be a Mascot"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> says </font>Zippy the Pinhead<font color="#FF6600"> in the comic strip - </font><i>"Yippie, its Zippie"</i><font color="#FF6600">, about a </font><i>"bunch of weirdoes who guzzle mashed enzymes and get communal and stuff." "Good!"</i><font color="#FF6600"> says Zippy's ultra-rationalist partner Griffy, </font><i>"Fantabulous! Now I'll get this out on th' Internet and we can start licensing - I see "Zippie" screensavers, "Zippie" flavoured teas! Zippie" clam dippies!! You'll be huge!!."</i><font color="#FF6600"> <br><br>
While it seemed, to an ultra-rationalist, that Clark was making money off the odd appearance, cadging a dollar here and there, and generally getting around by conning his way through the masses of hysterical new age wannabes, all of whom wanted to be in on the action, he was far from being a </font><font color="#FF00FF">Sai Baba</font><font color="#FF6600"> or </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>Maharaji</i></font><font color="#FF6600">. In fact being </font><font color="#FF00FF">Jesus</font><font color="#FF6600"> </font><font color="#FF00FF">Christ</font><font color="#FF6600"> was not all that desirable, since one of the side-effects of being cast as an impoverished beggar on a donkey was that the Apple powerbook was always out of date or on loan, a simple prop. It was more like a marketing opportunity that failed to alert brand managers or the faithful to some potential high-tech shenanigans that could conceivably have enriched those whose lives depended upon making money. <br><br>
Clark raised the issue of his status as </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"guru"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> one night. <br><br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"I'm reading 'On the Guru Trail', what do you think?”</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> he asked <br><br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">"Dunno."</font><font color="#FF6600"> I said. </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>“We haven't eaten for days." <br><br>
</i></font><font color="#FF6600">Aside from the enormous marketing opportunities which failed to materialise, and the claim to a demographic that could be measured in the hundreds of thousands, and which still today measures something in the absurd region of a 300 million plus audience on the Asian Subcontinent (according to </font><i>Outlook India</i><font color="#FF6600">), there were also the associations with technology companies that were exploitative, the media which exploited <i>us,</i> and the expectations that if we were not already being exploited, or exploiting those teen spirits, then who the hell were we to even ask for money? <br><br>
Picture a scene in a boho cafe off Haight St, Clark surrounded by hordes of teens who all want a piece of zippy nippy, and the promoters of this zippy spirit who all want a piece of teen. Either way, I'm stuffed. Whether I like it or not, I still end up being some kind of purveyor of jail-bait at the end of a hook threaded by sharky school-moms who only want Fraser for dinner. <br><br>
Cut to the </font><i>Moscone Centre</i><font color="#FF6600"> technofair, innocent me, accosted by adult technotourists, and still I go down in the history books as , </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"a new species of gibbon"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> to use Hampton Sides' phrase. Yet another appearance at the same venue, packed to capacity with San Francisco's youth. Fraser laughs and shows me the </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>Zippy the Pinhead</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> cartoon. I am introduced to an overfed, leering man in a suit as </font><font color="#FF00FF"><i>"a </font><font color="#FF0000">zippy</font><font color="#FF00FF">,"</i></font><font color="#FF6600"> <i>and still I can't even get a drink.</i> Eventually I manage a glass of mineral water - apparently </font><font color="#FF0000">zippies</font><font color="#FF6600"> live exclusively on rare minerals mined at the bottom of the ocean. They don't eat meat or drink wine like you or I. <br><br>
The crazy thing in this image is I imagine my beatific facto-facto girlfriend there too. I imagine her, fending off the teenagers, the both of us escaping from this weird scientific laboratory from the ‘50s. Dissected. Redirected. Injected. All because of the west coast fantasy industry. The need by the media to possess your soul and to literally own a piece of the new energy without actually <i>paying</i> for it - the new media, the new techno resource -- and all because of Clark's original sin - the neat switch that created </font><font color="#FF0000">Zippy</font><font color="#FF6600"> as the supposed antidote to the </font><font color="#FF00FF">Yuppie</font><font color="#FF6600"> and the result into </font><font color="#FF00FF">Jesus Christ</font><font color="#FF6600"> with a laptop computer on a donkey. Ashes and sackcloth beating a bible of "RavElations” on your forehead.<br>
</font><font color="#FF00FF">>> the name of my book on the rave scene, the Book of RavElations.<br><br>
</font><font color="#FF6600">Son - you can be a </font><font color="#FF00FF">technopagan</font><font color="#FF6600"> and still work in an office if you want to. Girl -- you can be at an office party and still live in the wilderness. We can all liberate our desktops from the dance floor. We can all club ourselves conscious, at least if there's still something conscious left to club for.<br>
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