[4088] in Central_America
New quotes for Mon Feb 17
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
Mon Feb 17 01:27:01 1992
Date: Mon, 17 Feb 92 01:26:27 EST
From: root@charon.MIT.EDU (Initializer.SysDaemon)
To: ca-mtg@bloom-beacon.mit.edu
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ccount (Craig A Counterman):
{From system: This user's .plan file is a symlink!}
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ejwilson (Erik J Wilson):
{From system: This user's .plan file is not world readable}
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emoy (Eva Moy):
You can always can up on sleep when you're dead!
LIN-JIA-REI: wo xian-zai ke-yi zai UNIX zuo hen-duo shi! Wo de
pin-yin jin-shi hen cha, dan-shi mei-you hen-duo ren ke-yi kan-dao wo
dui ne xie de shi. (wo yie bu-neng xie tai-duo de zi!)
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enigma (CDE):
There's no time for us
There's no place for us
What is this thing that fills our dreams,
yet slips away from us?
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
who?
There's no chance for us
It's all decided for us
there's only one sweet moment set aside for us
Who wants to live forever?
Who wants to live forever?
Who?
Who dares to love forever?
Ooooo, our love must die...
-Highlander
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fallas:
The Beast turned back to me. I could look at him fairly steadily this
time. After a moment he said harshly, "I am very ugly, am I not?"
"You are certainly, uh, very hairy," I said.
"You are being polite."
"Well, yes," I conceded. "But then you called me beautiful last night."
He made a noise somewhere between a roar and and a bark, and after an
anxious moment I decided it was probably a laugh. "You do not believe me,
then?" he inquired.
"Well-no," I said hesitantly, wondering if this might anger him. "Any
number of mirrors have told me otherwise."
"You will find no mirrors here," he said, "for I cannot bear them,
nor will you find any quiet water in ponds. And since I am the only one who
sees you, why are you not then beautiful?"
I turned away, unable to think of an answer.
"Beauty--" His voice was hard, abrupt.
Oh no, not again.
"Will you marry me?"
"Beast, Beast," I said quietly, "why do you persist in asking me the
same question every night? I care for you very much, but I do not love you.
It pains me greatly to be forced to refuse you again and again."
"I cannot help asking," he said, and there was an undertone to his
voice that frightened and saddened me. He made a brusque gesture, and the
wine-bottle toppled under his arm. He turned and caught it in mid-air with
a grace that seemed inhuman to my troubled senses. He paused, looking at the
bottle as if it were the future, his head and back bent.
"You--you are very strong, aren't you," I whispered.
"Strong?" he said in a queer, detached voice that did not sound like
his own. "Yes, I am...strong." He lingered on the last word as if he detested
it. He straightened up in his chair and held the bottle at arm's length. His
hand tightened on the bottle, and it snapped and shattered, the shards
cascading to the table, splintering against silver and gold and falling to
the floor.
"Oh, you have hurt yourself!" I cried, jumping up. His hand was still
closed, and mixed with the pale wine stain spreading across the tablecloth,
darker drops were welling up from the tender web of flesh between thumb and
index finger, running down his wrist, spotting the white lace, and dripping
to the table between the dark, clenched fingers.
He stood up, and I checked my impulse to go to him and stood shivering
by my chair. He opened his hand, and a few more bits of glass fell to the
table. He turned the hand palm up and looked at it. "It is nothing," he said.
"Only that I am a fool."
He strode off down the long table without looking at me; a door opened
in a gloomy corner, and he was gone.
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honor (Andrew John Cassidy):
And most of all would I flee from the cruel madness of love--
The honey of poison-flowers and all the measureless ill.
tennyson, _maud_, 1830
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and here's one for old time's sake:
Restore jinx's .plan file to Central_America!
This file is modified daily so that it will appear every day in
Central_America, a discuss meeting which collects all .plan files on
Athena which have changed in the past 24 hours. This process will
continue until jinx's .plan file is added back into the CA database.
To date, five people have been removed from the CA database
because those who read CA didn't like having to see repetitive .plan
files day after day. They are:
boomer, dom, dhbernst, jinx, wslee
They were removed because they would not change their .plan files to
conform to the desires of the readers of CA.
Failure to see this file in Central_America means that I too have been
removed from the CA database against my will.
[ Mail forwards to bal@zurich.ai.mit.edu. Finger -l there. ]
Written on Sun Feb 16 07:00:01 EST 1992
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jtduran (Jason Tomas Duran):
"The God I believe in isn't short of cash mister..."
--U2
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kagraves (Kenneth A Graves):
@b{@large{Top Ten Reasons to vote Cerebus for President}}
1. @b{"Unothodox...Economic...@i{Revenge}" @small{hsssss}}
Solve trade inbalance by dropping giant stone moons on Toyota salesmen.
2. @b{"The Anadianscay are Ulnerablevay"}
"Solve" US debt problem by seizing Mexico.
3. @b{"If you could have any amount of oil, any amount at all, how
much would you want?" "All of it."}
Cerebus wouldn't have ended the Gulf War before Hussein was dead.
He wouldn't have ended it @i{then} either.
He'd seize Saudi Arabia while he had troops in position.
4. @b{"The law isn't there for @i{you} to hide behind,
it's there for @i{us} to hide behind."}
Forget common criminals getting off on constitutional technicalities.
Only those who pay large bribes to the executive branch will be able
to get off on constitutional technicalities.
5. @b{"One less mouth to feed is one less mouth to feed."}
Expect @i{big} savings from AFDC, food stamps, Medicaid, Social Security...
6. @b{"Cerebus thinks that after you vote, you should shut up and do
as you're told or go to jail."}
No more of those unsightly protesters tying up traffic.
7. @b{"I think this might be a good time for a drink."
"@i{Anytime} is a good time for a drink."}
You'll always know exactly what kind of scandal to expect from a
Cerebus administration.
8. @b{"Have your advisors executed from time to time as a warning to
all the traitors around you."}
John Sununu wouldn't have lasted long enough in a Cerebus
administration to annoy anyone.
9. @b{"Lower interest rates...@i{or death}"}
Straightforward, easy to understand, economic policy.
10. @b{"I hadda documentation once, but I drink a big-a glass of
warm-a salty water anna it went away like-a @i{dat}."}
Bold new approaches to paperwork reduction.
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rlk (Robert L. Krawitz):
{From system: This user's .plan file is a directory}
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sethg (Seth A. Gordon):
"Ms. R.... received a telephone call from a person who identified
himself as 'Dr. Stevens' and said that he worked at Peninsula
Hospital.
"'Dr. Stevens' told Ms. R. that he had the results of her blood
test and that she had contracted a dangerous, highly infectious,
and perhaps fatal disease....
"'Dr. Stevens' further explained that there were only two ways
to treat the disease. The first was a painful surgical procedure
-- graphically described -- costing $9,000, and requiring her
uninsured hospitalization for six weeks. A second alternative,
'Dr. Stevens' explained, was to have sexual intercourse with
an anonymous donor who had been injected with a serum which
would cure the disease. The latter, nonsurgical procedure would
only cost $4,500. When the victim replied that she lacked sufficient
funds the 'doctor' suggested that $1,000 would suffice as a down
payment. The victim thereupon agreed to the nonsurgical alternative
and consented to intercourse with the mysterious donor... Ms. R....
went to her bank, withdrew $1,000 and, as instructed, checked into
[a] hotel.... About a half hour later the defendant 'donor'
arrived at her room [and] had sexual intercourse with her...."
[Court ruled that defendant could not be charged with rape under
California's Penal Code.]
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starflt (Derrick Kong):
: Rest : Rest And Listen :
: Rest And Learn And Listen, Creideiki :
: For The Startide Rises :
: In The Currents Of The Dark :
: And We Have Waited Long For What Must Be :
-Startide Rising
by David Brin
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therese (Therese):
Three Rings for Elven-kings under the sky, Seven for the
Dwarf-lords in their halls of stone, Nine for Mortal Men
doomed to die, One for the Dark Lord on his dark throne
In the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to find them, One
Ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them In
the Land of Mordor where the Shadows lie.
- Tolkien
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wasiq (Wolfgang P Primordially):
NAME: WASIQ M. BOKHARI
OFFICE: 24-033
PHONE: 253-0524
E-MAIL: wasiq@athena.mit.edu
wasiq@mitlns.mit.edu
OFFICE: CDF, 146-O, FERMILAB
E-MAIL: wasiq@fnald.fnal.gov
wasiq@cdfe.fnal.gov
ADDRESS1: 143 ALBANY ST., CAMBRIDGE, MA 02139.
ADDRESS2: FERMILAB, MS-223, P.O. BOX 500,
BATAVIA, ILLINOIS 60510.
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