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- Newsgroups: ba.singles
- Path: sparky!uunet!charon.amdahl.com!netcomsv!netcom.com!chand
- From: chand@netcom.com (Charlie Hand)
- Subject: Fake persons
- Message-ID: <1993Jan26.053115.9538@netcom.com>
- Summary: They call Alabama the Crimson Tide
- Organization: Pseudo-personnas R us
- References: <1993Jan23.185924.19241@netcom.com> <1993Jan24.215515.13861@netcom.com>
- Distribution: ba
- Date: Tue, 26 Jan 1993 05:31:15 GMT
- Lines: 57
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- In article <1993Jan24.215515.13861@netcom.com> desiree@netcom.com (dmc)
- surmises:
- >In article <1993Jan23.185924.19241@netcom.com> chand@netcom.com (Charlie
- > Hand)[<-- now *that's* a pseudo if I ever saw one] ...
- >
-
- Now, let me get this straight. "Desiree Champaign" thinks
- "Charlie Hand" is a pseudo-name? Is it just me or is there
- something recursive about this?
-
- No, I understand. She wonders if I am a pseudo-personality,
- a clone of another net.conversant in the group. Absolutely not.
- I never fool around with cloning. Not after that last time.
-
- I'll never forget it. I thought it would be great to have a
- clone. I figured I could send it to work for me, have it do the
- laundry, that sort of thing. I even let it take care of my
- Usenet postings.
-
- Well, it wasn't long before I started getting E-mail from
- other people in the group. Some of them told me to lighten up,
- others told me to calm down, a couple of them said they let their
- kids read the news group, and that they intended to *sue* me.
- I didn't have the slightest idea what was going on, so I logged on
- and read the posts.
-
- There, under my name, I found post after post of the most vulgar,
- foul, and abusive tirades I have ever seen in my entire life. Several
- posts were over a hundred lines of nothing but four-letter words.
- I was mortified. I left a brief post about having had too much
- coffee, changed my password, and went to work trying to repair my
- clone.
-
- In the end there was nothing I could do. I finally had no choice but
- to get rid of him. On the pretense of a Sunday drive, I took him up
- to Big Sur. As he stood on the edge of the cliff, screaming endless
- profanities toward the ocean, I gently nudged him over the edge.
- I was free at last.
-
- That would have been the end of it had it not been for a police officer
- who came to see what all the yelling was about. He arrived just in time
- to see the whole thing, so he cuffed me and hauled me off to jail.
- Fortunately I was able to make a deal with the DA, otherwise I would
- not be here to tell about it. I pled guilty to the reduced charge of
- "making an obscene clone fall".
-
- { Newbie found strangled with own chain. }
- { Film at 11 }
-
- - charlie "Call me Deacon Blues"
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