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AA TTTTTTTT IIIIIIII A A TTTTTTTT IIIIIIII AA AA TT II AAAA TT II AA AA TT II AA AA TT II AA AA TT IIIIIIII AA AA TT IIIIIIII C I N T M C I E ! V S I S T ....... .Issue. .117!!. ....... Hello, and welcome to ATI issue 117. Sunday, February 22, 1998. In the year of our Olympic Training Center. I'm prime anarchist and by way of introduction I move you right to the last part of the 1992 Infinite Onion reprint. David Fischer interviews Prime Anarchist during a quick break from his walk across the country. IO: What is the fuel of the revolution, is it rice? PA: The fuel of the revolution is not rice, but you are close. It was a tossup between foodstamps and saline and saline won. Seems in the US these days, if you have a conscience the only way you can afford to speak out on anything is you gotta plas. (if you live in a state where plasma distribution is not yet legal, you won't know the expression "plassing;" which is donating two pints of your cells in exchange for $13 and free donuts and coffee. IO: Wow. That's harsh. PA: Removing myself from the system means I have to live way under the poverty line, and without any property puts us at a big disadvantage unless we learn to be communal. And guess who can teach us this? IO: I don't know but I bet you're going to tell me... PA: The 900,000 Native Americans who somehow managed to live through this holocaust so far. So there's a lot of Anne Frank diaries, huh? Get involved in a native rights group. Help chop wood or live with a family. Let them help you get YOUR roots though. Don't take their religion! You let your government take everything else they have, don't take their spirit. Just let them inspire you. Help them brainstorm. Get involved. IO: Yeah, I've been there. PA: The native American bros and sisters will wake you up. Next step is smashing your TV set and taking back your life. Get out of the fogging mall and start making your own jewelry and clothes. IO: Any other comments? Things you want to say? PA: Yes, thanks for the interview. Pray for peace. We're all related. That's all for now. This interview was reprinted from Issue # ate of Infinite Onion Magazine. Since it's pretty obvious that Clinton basically took the "baton" from Bush, and is now doing the CIA operative's (once a... always a...) bidding, now is a great time to come forward with something that was handed to me by a kind woman on the capitol steps october 7, 1992. It was an advance copy of George Bush's victory speech. (yes, he really expected to win.) It might as well be Clinton's "victory" speech, or any 7 of his state of the onion addresses if he feels like just respitting something old and re-pertinent. hint, hint... s/ marco e&p ati since '88 http://www.angelfire.com/wi/kokopeli/ATI.html & if you gotta gripe then you gotta send it 2 ati@etext.org GEORGE BUSH'S PLANNED VICTORY SPEECH FOR 1992. NOW MORE APROPRIATE THAN EVER. typed in by Prime Anarchist Productions. February, 20, 1998 My fellow Americans, I stand here before you proud to accept the honor and challenge of my second term as President of the greatest nation on earth and leader of the Free World. In the first four years, we completed our policy of containment, engineered a peaceful displacement of communism, and ushered in a New World Order. In central america, we helped install fledgling democracies whose governments regularly hold free elections. In Panama, we rid the hemisphere of a dangerous demagogue; in Nicaragua, which fell under the control of radical-nationalists, we restored democracy; and in nearby Cuba, we continue to work toward neutralizing Fidel Castro. Around the globe, especially in Eastern Europe, we helped newly liberated peoples to see the benefits of the market and privatization. In the Middle East I advanced the peace process by leading America to a spectacular victory in the Persian Gulf War. With few casualties, we were able to save Kuwait and uphold the principle of opposing aggression. Now, Kuwait, and Saudi Arabia, are independent and both nations can pursue their evolution toward democracy at their own pace. Our task, however, is not finished. Saddam remains defiant despite the pummeling we gave him in Operation Desert Storm. Even now, he is rebuilding his army, only a short time ago the 3rd largest in the world., and making threats and thus requiring us to exercise our right to self-defense. In short, our national security still requires vigilence and a prudent level of defense expenditures. Although we must prepare for all eventualities, we will look first to negotiations and diplomacy to restore stability around the globe. If, however, we are challenged by bullies, we will not shrink from using force. Here at home, I will continue to be president to all the people. I pledge never to bow to special interests, but instead, to always seek and ever serve our national interest. For we are a compassionate nation and, in this time of temporary economic malaise, we must reach out to the poor and encourage them to free themselves from the burden of food stamps, Medicare, and the dole. We must end dependency on these ensnaring safety nets and replace them with economic trampolines to propel the homeless and the unemployed to new heights of self-esteem and success. But I want to make it perfectly clear, that if we are to reduce inequality, eliminate the deficit, win the war on drugs, and rebuild our cities, our first step must be to cut the capital gains tax so that those most able to help the less fortunate will be able to do just that. My fellow Americans, as we enter this, my second term as president, and march together, bound by common values, the United States of America will once again be an example to all the world. With God's help we will internationalize the thousand points of light and we will make them millions of glowing embers of democracy. In closing, my fellow Americans, I pledge four more years of the same, only better. And how, George Bush. You said a mouthful, toots. I'm Prime Anarchist and this has been a special edition of PAWN. Prime Anarchist World News is brought to you tonite by the makers of Rock River Lager Beer. Proud sponsors of the 1998 Olympic War Preface. by the way I verified the truth of this intended speech right after I'd gotten it through Covert Action Quarterly, El Monde, and Linda Lovelace's official cinematographer and archivist. PARODY TIME. To the tune of Riding On The City Of New Orleans as sung by Arlo Guthrie parody by prime anarchist. denver. 1995 Riding on the city bus this morning Dollar-50 just to ride to work. Smell of diesel fuel just makes me nauseous There's no bathroom just a window that doesn't work. All along the trip to work I thought About the car I never bought & I coulda gotten there faster if I'd jogged. Making stops at every spot Picking up every old sot Maybe I'd'a just rather had been flogged. Good morning America how are you Your transportation system really sucks. If I walked to work I'd have prob'ly gotten there faster. I'd rather hitch a ride with an ice cream truck. Here's another. See if you can guess the original just from the rhythm. OK here's the chord chart just in case. Bb Bb-maj-7 Bb6 Eb Bb Cm7 F7 Bb Gm7 C7 F7 Bb Bb-maj7 Bb6 Eb D7 Eb-maj7 Bb Gm7 Cm7 F7 Bb Look for that NAFTA label When you are buying some cheap cologne. Remember job search. Our unions looking While jobs are going to Mexico And further south. We're all broke now, but who's complaining. Thanks to the NAFTA we're starving today. So always look for that NAFTA label It says we're ruining the USA (you better believe it.) We're ruining the U-S-A. OK this one's a cute little short one. I'll just give you the notes. c-d-ee-f-g-a-d d-f-e-d-e-c-c e-c-c probably your favorite chocolate commercial... C O LL A P S E NAFTA makes it happen quickly G O P OK and tha's my final offer... G Em C D Does your chewing gum lose its flavor On the bed post over nite. When your mother says don't chew it Do you swallow it on site. Or do ya reach from under the table Stick it in your mouth and say "yum!" Oooh ABC gum. Does your mind get tired of tuning in that propaganda stuff When CNN says things around Wall street are getting rough Do you reach for television Kick it in the tube n say ooh, Ooh ABC sucks. OK folks, help me complete one here. Yeah, group effort. Send all ideas, inputs brainstorms, cerebral el ninos to: ati@etext.org This is to the tune of Islands In the Stream. When I began songwriting there were songs to sing. Well written stuff out there and every thing But it's different now. Now there's nothing going on. It's a strange (phenomenon) that I can't explain. Years without some music for my ears is pain. Everything coming out, sounds like it is 10 years old. Tender love songs hold; no need for celebration. MTV's new sounds simply require (parody-eye-ation) We wait for new music uh-huh (here's where it gets really weak, help me out here) Like making love with no partner uh huh Generation X that is what we are Fans without a dream where do we belong Sail away with me to another world. Where the musicians don't sound like all the others. From one songwriter to another, uh huh (OK I really like this part, but will gladly change it if anyone has better ideas...) I ain't heard a song that ha'nt been plagiarammed Everything is rehashed like a can of spam Or maybe diet spam Slowly losing sight of a new sound Everybody thinks they have the newest hit Ask my opinion it just sounds like OK diet spam, this could be the year for the new spam. No more will you spam Baby boomers crooning soon We start and end with nothing new. We can... <><><><><><><><><><><><><><> HEREIN ENDS THE PAIR OF D'S <><><><><><><><><><><><><><> A February Poem For You. By Prime Marco Anarchist A stalk of brussels sprouts Poked thru the melting snow. Sun beating down making for Glistening beads of dew dripping Down to the roots. Reaching out I spy a spider, A gray little old man Of a spider runs away. My warning? I think... Should you eat a brussels sprout Coming up on March? Is there a month or a day when they're Poisonous? Like some of the others? Never I mind. It's mildewey looking afterall. Kind of rotten. Ready to be turned in. I toss it aside just as it Tumbles crumbly out of hand. A stalk of brussels sprouts Poked thru the melting snow this spring- And me? I was too late to eat. THIS ONE'S SHORT LIKE ME. She went into the circle For the circle ate her. Chewed her like a chocolate shekel And spit her out like a percolator. Here's a couple more short ones to commemorate February, the shortest month. POPEYE by Marco I am, I am; Iambic's what I am. DEAD KENNEDY by the same Jello likes short songs; As I with small poems. CONDO SONATA IN V FLAT by Prime Anarchist I. Your neighbor buys one of those commercial flag and poles And you think you gotta have one. You throw yours away after 2/3 of the dwellers all have them. You see someone else has a vault-for-valuables-thingie That goes disguised as a rock in case you forget your key. You'll keep that one well past its catch-on over-popularity. "Everybody" but you has one of those plastic bootscrapers Next to their Valkomen matt. You follow suit. Almost 2/3 of you have one now. The kitchen witch. The big window-mercury-meter. The Ginsu knife, the bowler's crying towel. Same for the golfer. The LaMachine. II. Worm who tried to cross the sidewalk: Windburn? Sunburn? What hardened you? Petrified? How you died? 2/3 of the way across, Almost made it to the sand- Too late. Rain might've helped. Or is that what drove you out in the -- First place. Did you run out of water, Air Nitrogen. Parched like Arizona mud in mid May or July. III. This poem is 2/3 done. Or should I have EVEN pointed that OUT? You guessed it. Could've made your own Connections. Can you drive on farther Without A car Or a condo Or even A Cuisinart? <><><> <><><> <><><> ATI presents, LETTERS TO THE EDITOR: Right now I am active in the effort to impeach Clinton. Yeah, Pine is convenient on shell accounts..... David From: eddy <eddy@IBM.net> Sat 23:44 Subject: Anarchist Cookbook Does this cookbook accept submissions? If so, I have a delightfully- light tuna cassarole recipe that one can whip up in less than 15 minutes, all from common household ingredients. Where do I write to contact the publishers? Regarding the "anarchy-theme" of the cookbook, this is no problem. You outa see the condition of my kitchen after an exciting morning of cooking! eddy Hello. I assume you got my name from --------. Just wanted to say thanks for signing me up. Please keep me listed. BTW, do you have a page? Adam ps: Do you have old ati zine issues archived somewhere? If not I would love to archive any and all on my site http://www.geocities.com/RainForest/Vines/6723 perhaps in the Essays section. Do you mind if we use your comments on our BlenderHead Pages? Thanks again for writing! anabel <><><><><><><><><><> #'s run http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Acropolis/1232/left3.html http://www.stairway.org/kidsongs/allsongs.html http://www.musesmuse.com http://aises.uthscsa.edu/natnet/archive/nl/9201/0021.html http://www.slic.com/~mohawkna/books.htm http://www.geocities.com/CapitolHill/1848 #'s run <><><><><><><><><><> *** FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE *** MEMO FROM: "The Trees" Stop the Logging or we will continue to kill one celebrity each week. There are no skiing "accidents." Well that's all he, she or it wrote. Send all contributions, submissions, and spatial epithets to: ati@etext.org To find back issues go to: http://www.etext.org/Zines/ASCII/ATI And if you're not all there, 1-800-777-7777