Secure this.

Date: Sat, Apr 6, 2002 5:58 PM

From: "LXIX" <post_replys_please@this.address.is.invalid>

Damnit! Everywhere I turn there is some MORON on television or
on the radio telling me how much more secure and happy, friendly,
fuzzy, warm, and peachy-keen things will be if just we relinquish
a bit more of our personal rights.

FUCK THEM

FUCK THIER COLD DEAD ROTTING CORPSES

If I wanted warm fuzziness all day long I wear a GOD DAMN BARNEY SUIT
filled with tapioca.

This type of warm fuzzy is like fiberglass underwear. And the vast
populous is swearing by the nice warm feeling when in reality the
shards of glass are working their way into the soul of society like
a million puss covered hatpins launched from a cannon held to the
head of our civilization by a clueless politician that says it's "In our
best interest" so the sheep obey.

Things that I have seen banned from aircraft.
- knives
- pens
- corkscrews
- files
- nail clippers
- golf clubs
- umbrellas
- bottled water
- lighters
- hair brushes and combs with pointy ends
- safety razors
- bottle opener

And we are all so much safer now. SHIT I feel safer. Just imagine
the nasty cut I could have gotten should the aircraft lurch while
I was trimming my nails. And it's so much easier to open beer bottles
on the door jam than to use the bottle opener that WAS on your keychain
before some lemming headed neophyte confiscated it in the interest of
security. Yea. Security my ASSHOLE that bastage wanted it to open up
his beer. I hope he breaks the neck and swallows glass.

Now there is even talk of putting metal detectors and x-ray units at museums
and libraries. THERE ARE NOT THAT MANY FUCKING TERRORISTS IN THE WORLD!

Ever been to Washington DC? Everywhere are concrete barriers, metal detectors,
x-ray machines, strange looking vans with sensors sticking out the sides, cops
upon cops upon cops till you can almost walk from one side of DC to the other
just stepping on their friggin car hoods and concrete planters. Meanwhile
all sorts of crimes are occurring just on the outskirts and where are the cops?

I want a t-shirt that quotes The Fifth Element.

"NEGATIVE, I AM A MEET POPSICLE."

--LXIX--

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From: "nu-monet v4.0" <nothing@succeeds.com>

Well, yeah, but you've got to give them credit for
finally figuring out that it's a lot harder to take
away rights one at a time then a whole slew of them
together.

Like with the Patriot Act, "We caught you reading a
prohibited book, and you can't tell anyone that we've
caught you, or that you are under arrest; and you're
gonna have a *secret* trial, with no appeal; and if
the judge won't convict you, we'll keep trying you
until we find one that will. And if necessary, we'll
torture you or just hold you forever without trial."

--
The future is either
AgriPetro-Mercantilism, or
Globalist Darwinism.

Choose.

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From: dyskolos <dyskolos@menander.org>>

What I don't like is the newscasters and sportscasters who keep
telling me it's nice to see me or they'll see me tomorrow. I see them,
but I know THEY DON'T SEE ME. It just bothers me to have them say that.

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From: "LXIX" <post_replys_please@this.address.is.invalid>

It's that little red dot.

The one that says "You are here"

HOW do THEY know I'm >here<????

Where are the cameras?

I need a pack of little red dots that say "You are not here".

--LXIX--

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From: HellPopeHuey <hellpopehuey@subspamgeenyus.com>

>>What I don't like is the newscasters and sportscasters who keep
>telling me it's nice to see me or they'll see me tomorrow. I see them,
>but I know THEY DON'T SEE ME. It just bothers me to have them say that.

Don't worry about it. Keep in mind that the first time they show a grey hair or
refuse their boss his usual lunchtime fellation just because they have a
toothache, they're gone the very next day and you can't see them anymore, nor
can they continue to peep you through the secret minicam the marshals put in
your monitors while you were out getting your hat blocked.

After all, the only things that matter in the world are that you be squeaky
cute or have enough money to take a child-sex tour of the Pacific Rim and hand
out Rolex Oysters as incentive for your contacts to bring you only the most
fresh of the nubiles, right? Film at 11, in your basement playroom, while the
feds beat your neighbor three doors down to DEATH because they went to the Bush
Skool of Hometown Offense and got the addresses mixed up. We love to do the
Happy Dance!

Ait

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