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- Attention: Big Brother is NOT watching you; you are on candid camera...
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- Hey!!! Hey!!! Hey!!! It's ATI 84. The George Orwell Memorial Issue.
- Down and Out at Kidney Island and Lady Smith Minesite.
- Sunday nite (monday morn actually) 1:45 a.m. This last day of June, 1997.
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- There's no #'s run and no calendula section. No one submitted. (hint, hint,
- hint) "What do I have to do..." -VF-
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- June 4, '97. a poem by Punkin. Allouez, WI 1997.
- Emotionless dehumanization,
- Slaves to consumerism;
- Sweat stings the naked eye,
- And your gut wrenches:
- As the sickening smell of
- Factory fumes invade your lungs-
- The unborn remain so,
- Robots not capable of childbirth.
- Are you the manufacturer,
- Or the manufactured?
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- From WIRED news www.wired.com:
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- Senate Votes to Block Bomb-Making Info
- by Rebecca Vesely
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- The Senate has voted 94-0 to tack onto a
- Defense Department spending bill an amendment that would
- prohibit the distribution of bomb-making instructions in the
- United States.
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- Although the word "Internet" is not mentioned in the four-page
- amendment, the legislation would outlaw Web sites, newspapers,
- zines, and books that publish instructions on how to make a
- bomb - such as The Anarchist's Cookbook and The Terrorist
- Handbook. Violators would face fines and prison sentences of
- up to 20 years.
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- Sponsored by Senator Dianne Feinstein (D-California), who has
- been trying to get the legislation on the books since 1995, the
- amendment passed Thursday is narrowly written to include only
- the distribution of material that has an "intent to harm."
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- ...
- [see the rest at www.wired.com]
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- Prime Anarchist here. That was reprinted from one of the listservs I'm on.
- I thought it had wide apropriateness, if you catch my drift.
- The poem before it comes from a new penpal of mine.
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- Not many letters to the editor this week. Two I couldn't print because I
- couldn't read them. Makes me wonder if they were letters to the editor or
- hate mail. As usual, address all lettuce to:
- marco99@juno.com
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- To subscribe to this 'zine, simply send
- SUBSCRIBE ATI
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- listserv@brazerko.com
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- Since the railroading of Marcus Garvey, there have been certain
- sinister forces of the United States government who have gone to
- great lengths to deceive, and manipulate the minds of the people. I am
- living proof of what they are capable of.
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- Since my emancipation, I have been overcome with bitter-sweet emotions.
- After being released from almost a lifetime of imprisonment, I am still
- not completely liberated and cannot be while my comrade,
- Mumia Abu-Jamal, is still a victim of this ongoing collusion.
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- I can personally attest to his character and integrity. I met him in the
- 60s. He was working in the Philadelphia chapter at the time and over
- the years, he has become like a younger brother to me. I urge you, I
- appeal to you all to use that same strength that enabled you to support
- me for almost three decades, and direct it towards Mumia's struggle.
- With your help, I never lost hope, with all of you fighting for me on the
- outside, my spirit was strong enough to sustain everything it needed
- to persevere on the inside.
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- I thank you for everything you have done for me, and for everything you
- continue to do for Mumia. Together . . . we will rise above it all.
-
- Peace,
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- Geronimo
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- /
- / The Prime Anarchist
- / Paddle to the Sea
- / Report. Right Pronto.
- I was hoping to report on this within three weeks. But the
- response has been so quick so far I'm going to tally this up EVERY WEEK
- for three and then go from there. You can say that this literary experiment
- worked wonderfully.
- For those of you just tuning in, what we did was we started last week's
- issue with a little piece about Paddle To The Sea the famous 1940's kiddie
- adventure novel about a 4-foot long canoe that got dropped off in the great
- lakes and "paddled" his way out to the Atlantic Ocean. Complete with map
- and everything. Well the experiment was to see how quickly it could make it
- to the eastern US seaboard.
- Was I impressed. Faster than I could've predicted. 2 days, old Paddle
- made his way to the Atlantic Ocean.
- So here it is so far. First report was from Columbus, Ohio. Probably
- bumped into that NinaPinSanMary replica they did in '92. Second bullet came
- in from Detroit, MI.; no doubt where Paddle must've escaped those big huge
- circular saws. Of course if a US Government agent was on his tail and
- wanted to make it look like Earth First!ers were to blame s/he could've
- spiked that canoe and all hell would've broke loose, right? But that's
- a whole other story... we won't go there. By they way, Detroit forwarded it
- to a webpal in Denver so we await hearing from him or her.
- Next we were told that we reached NYC. Bingo. Atlantic seaboard. Made it.
- "But I'm not going to forward it to anyone since I didn't find the content
- too interesting." Well at least he was honest.
- Finally, Ole Paddle made his way to Calgary. "also, loved the poem and
- agreed with its perspective," for those of us looking for feedback. I coulda
- put that quote in letters to the editor, but decided it fit nicely just here.
- So now I can't wait to see where Paddle ends up next. If you've never
- read Paddle To The Sea, by the way, add it to your summer "climb a tree and
- read a bunch of new books today" list. You'll find it fun, fascinating
- and full of fodder for full-grown adults as well as the little foo-fighters
- it was originally written for.
-
- Next is a neat book review. You ready?
- "WHO IN HELL...: A Guide To The Whole Damned Bunch," by Sean Kelly & Rosemary
- Rogers.
- Put as succinctly as I can, this book is an alphabetized list of everyone
- these authors believe got a reserved seat in "the hot town." The Abyss
- perhaps. Including the guy who threw his daughter down a well in a Violent
- Femmes album.
- Agamemnon's there, as is Aaron Burr. You'll find Hitler and Mussolini,
- Elpinore's not there. He was just dumb. There's no place in hell for dumb
- people, unless they just never learn. That's your ticket to points worse
- still than the Abyss. Cerberus is there and also Joan Crawford and Father
- Coughlin (who by the way, are since married. Going on 70 years now.)
- Now, George Custer's there and so are the Knights Templar. But where's old
- Rough and Longhaired Kit Carson? And Kristoffer Kolumbus for that matter.
- OK, so this book is just too politically schmorrect for its own good. But it
- was a fun-to-read.
- Who knows, you might even meet a friend.
- "Thus it appears that even sins go in and out of fashion. It has been five
- hundred years since Dante described an Inferno full of alchemists, barrators,
- diviners, panderers, simonists, and userers. Where in Hell, we may well ask,
- are the NRA lobbyists, urban renewers, strip-miners, (ed: strip-mallers for
- that matter) paparazzi, on-line child pornographers, draft dodgers,
- infomercial producers, crack dealers, New Age gurus, tax cheats, self-help
- quacks, concentration camp commandants, and causers of gridlock?" (ed: strip-
- mallers again???)
- That from the preface of said book. Happy reading.
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- If you ever get to Green Bay, WI in your lifetime - not that you'd want
- to- but if you ever do, there's a pun waiting for you to drive by.
- Go down Asland, Ave. and then take a right onto Tennis CT.
- I kid you not.
- It's there. Of course this from a town that also has "Easy ST" listed in
- the directory. My friend Rich tells me he grew up there...
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- NAFTA. Bad for US; Bad for THE Mexicans.
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- I'm dreaming of an Ex Exxon.
- Yo, ho, waddya say.
- Exxoff. Let's shut the Crandon Mine down.
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- JOURNAL POEM 13 from "I SLURP MY COFFEE: A Book Length Poetry Manuscript"
- by Marc Weisenheimer.
- "How Many Haiku?"
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- Debbie Does Donuts
- HIRE OUR KEYS. POOP VAN SCOOP: PICKS
- UP WHERE YOUR DOG LEAVES OFF.
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- For "Gross Encounters of the
- Turd Kind," The ad says. Claims
- To be #1 in the #2 business.
- More men would eat 'em if we
- Spelled Quiche with a "k." (keesh?)
- Treppy (n) a trendy hippy. Usually
- Found in coffee houses.
- EG: the treppy jumped over
- The moon. (pl) treppies.
- (adj) a style of hippy.
- (adv) treppyish.
- You mean I'll make twelve
- A day tax free singin songs
- On a sidewalk now???
- I drank a bottle of acid
- Rain water -- how come nothing
- Happened except the mens room?
- Whatever happened
- To the Frito Bandito?
- "Homemade song," he says.
- I wonder why I
- Always look out a
- Window while I brush my teeth
- Wherever I am.
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- Colorado rainbows are just
- Green, yellow and a lot of red.
- Your seat can be used as a
- Flotation device.
- Center yourself in the botanical
- Garden, hands in pockets, head
- Tilted back, eyes closed, staring
- At sun. Cures allergies.
- Ingredients: herbs,
- Rhubarb, strawberries, spices,
- Nectars and flowers.
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- Perigree moon.
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- NEXT ISSUE: an interview with Harvard Ethnobotonist Wade Davis.
- an interview with Marco The Walker. (reprinted from Infinite
- Onion magazine May '93. "ishu ate."
- an interview with Andrew Lloyd Webbler about his lover's spat
- with Tim Ryce.
- an interview with Prime Anarchist about his new libel charges
- lobbed from Webbler AND Ryce.
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- AS PER USUAL: send all contributions, tribute, alms, palms, and psalms to
- marco99@juno.com
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- Delivery. Any major city.
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