182 /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ / / /You are tooned / / 2 wATI. zine / dateline: / radio 93. / 711ordoubles99 / / sunday 9pm \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/ Sublime a pome by Ima "Delicious" Apple aka: cocopelli When your first tip is a heads-up Penny And Van Morrisson seduces a Brown Eyed Girl on your car Stereo You know you're either About to get hit by a Mack Truck or Have a great day. ----<><><><>---- hola, how's it going? Prime here to tell you, are you happy about the millenium or what? How many judges do you know? Are any of them NOT wearing glasses? Do you know if THEY'RE wearing contacts? Is it me, or is justice nearsighted? I overheard this in an "uppy" restaurant this morning: "We're gonna take the boat over. Pretend we're on a cruise." And I'm reprinting this from a magazine and that's about it for "publisher" stuff. On to a brand new mag, eh? "The doors that look interesting are locked, while every unlocked door uncovers another sullen wage earner, frozen to her till by the manager's posted rules- or worse, a face fresh from a weekend of corporate workshops, desperate to move product and earn enough to buy that dream home." -James Mackinnon from http://www.adbusters.org article "DERIVE: Adrift in the Magic City." ----<><><><>---- All New, ATI numbers run, with more flouride and stannous! ----<><><><>---- http://www.lizbekistan.com http://www.usu.edu/~cnr/quinney/jan-lib.htm http://www.geocities.com/~simsimon http://cosmos.lod.com/~ati/ati181.html http://172.16.10.46 http://www.finishedit.com http://www.nobien.com ----<><><><>---- THE LETTUCE LINE FORMS 2 THE LEFT: Or Lettuce From Our Reed R's ----<><><><>---- Dear Prime, R U sure that panty thief wasn't U? Did you really join POTM club? Inside Joke (860) to ati@etext.org On my newsserver rawilson sits between alt.fan.raquel-welch and alt.fan.really-big-button. Just thought I'd let everyone know that. sincerely, sue dunham (philly, pa) to ati@etext.org listen, just because one of your readers doesn't want to join the FBI you shouldn't let him ramble on trying to get others to hate us. there are some of us who believe in what we do you know and we just want to be left alone to do our work without distracting hackjobs like your writer who's obviously got some kind of axe to grind. just because he turned liberal on us, you don't have to go broadcasting it all over the net like some evangelist for the left. Just sign me An Angry Agent. (name and locus deleted at the request of the author) [ed note: and what do you propose, censorship on my part??? Not on your life. With all due respect, cancel your subscription if you don't like what I choose to publish. I printed your letter, because I respect your right to share your opinion, but DON'T TRY TO TELL ME HOW TO DO MY JOB. Also, I cut out the first line of "I know you won't print this letter by me," because it's stupid and cliche. You might want to tuck this in the back of your head if you're going to write letters to the editor other places: that's a big turnoff to most publishers. (except Dear Abbie and the National Enquirer, maybe)] /-\/-\/-\/-\ /This anarcho\ \rant brought/ /2 u by ATI. \ \not just a / /news organ. \ \It's the rag/ /read round \ \the world. / \-/\-/\-/\-/ CABLE WASTE EFFECTS MILLIONS OF LIVES EACH YEAR by Onayate Nion. Special to prime anarchist world news. Every day in America, thousands of hours of cable TV end up unwatched. Companies spend millions of dollars per minute to air this material, yet sadly, much of it is never seen by a significant number of US housholds. Why? There are many reasons: lack of time, not enough premium channels-even people who'd rather "do something else" than watch TV. Perfectly good cable signals, tragically wasted... never reaching their intended target audience. Such a sad waste of our nation's precious cable resources hurts everyone: producers, performers, advertisers - and most of all, the viewing public. But you can do something. Leave your TV on 24 hours a day. Use your VCR to tape shows you might miss while watching others. Watch all channels, not just your favorites. And, please, talk to your kids about cable waste. Together we can stop Cable Waste. Because TV is something nobody should have to miss out on. For more info on how you can get involved in the fight against Cable Waste, call (505)TV4U-24-7 -30- From Combined Wires, (copper, zinc AND ether.) SCHWERIN, Germany (PAWN) - German police said they were looking for an escaped iguana, which a man had earlier tried using as currency to pay off his hotel bill. Rostock police said the 36-year-old man had released the 5-foot-long lizard after a hotel in the northeastern town refused to accept his unusual alternative to cash. At another hotel, police located two more young iguanas belonging to the man, who was now receiving medical attention. The police said Monday there was no need for panic. Iguanas apparently pose no danger to humans unless they swish their tails when they feel threatened. <-><-><-><-> And now, a quick metaphorical MIRC reprint; because: what's a metaphor U? bye nike !!!!!!! <-><-><-><-> Ah the taste of summer a short submission by The Kluge For me it's basil right off the tree, zuccinis when they're about the size of a hot dog, and organic strawberries to munch on while I weed the next couple days before they go out. To the only other thing lacking, jalapenos, I say "hurry up!" Format it any way you please. Send it to ATI@etext.org. That's it. It's that simple. You put it there, we'll print it here. (rulez for submissions are the same as for letters, by the way) To: president@whitehouse.gov A Prime Anarchist Usenet Reprint Dear Honored Human Being, A cyber-friend of mine asked me to send you an email. As I'm sure you know (or could easily check my FBI file for reference) I've sent you, Hillary and Chelsea each over a dozen snailmails over the years asking you to free Mr. Peltier. I believe my first letter to you included a poem "I know why the caged bird sings," and it was cc'd to Amy Carter who was the first human to inform me about Peltier's shitty situation back in '88 when she and I were each attending the Rutgers student convention in Jersey. Allan Ginsberg read poetry while his boyfriend played a stratocaster behind him, and Little Steven discussed "Music, Media and Modem" with Abbie Hoffman and the guy from Peacenet BBS. You would have loved it. But I digress from a point that's very dear to my heart. Right before I sent you that first letter, I had played guitar in front of Leavenworth for 11 hours. I sang, I screamed, I cried, I jumped up and down a lot. At the end of each song, (well, some of the songs) lights would blink on and off in one of the cells just to the right of the stairs. I bowed a few times. Imagine if you played your saxophone there one summer afternoon. Please do it, you'll see what I mean. "Oye como va." Bill, how can I say this without balling my eyes out and getting my keyboard so soaking wet it shorts out and kills me. All I've ever gotten back from you, Hillary or Chelsea is embossed cards thanking me for my support signed with a blue felt tip pen that I swear the same secretary must have forged as letters I used to get back from Nixon when I was nine. He certainly used the same silly picture of the White House, and the same blue pen. Can I say something really spooky Bill? I've stood at your gate playing guitar for you at 3 am more than once now. And my overall impression? Your building must have been designed by the same team as them that erected Leavenworth. It has the same heavy glow. The rocks breath the same. The same little black birds seem to visit every day at 4pmand fly overhead 'til the sun goes down. How can you sleep in there knowing your administration, MY ADMINISTRATION, keeps a man locked up for double-life sentences for supporting his elders, for his words, for his views. This is not the same america I learned about in 3rd grade. The america where freedom rings, where all people get an equal shot, where the Rocketts shake their foxy legs and cannons go off, and red white and blue streamers make me cry crocodile tears about how proud I am to be a Lee Greenwood fan. That could be me in Leavenworth, Bill. That could be you, you shit. Do something, Bill. You're about the only one who can. I know I can't. No one gives me enough power. If I had your power? Would I? You betcha. I would've done it the first time I went to Martha's Vinyard, and learned that Plymouth Rock truly WAS what Columbus was after. And learned that Passamoquoddy people say the same thing that Pequots do, the same thing Lakotas do, the same thing Jews do. Let my people go. Release more political prisoners; make us proud. If only as the last thing you do in your administration. If you really want your trip to Wounded Knee (where Eagles bite your nose) to have meant something, why not announce for Peltier? Peace and Love, marco capelli frucht http://marco.franklins.net ps: I forgive you for Monika, she's a hottie. ----<><><><>---- =for those of you= =always looking 4= = mistakes we've = = inserted a few = ----<><><><>---- address all questions, comments, preguntas, y problemas to: ati@etext.org. unsolicited mail will be read, enjoyed, and perhaps printed. ----<><><><>---- and if it's really URGENT, call 1-860-887-2600 ext. 5293. ----<><><><>---- As per usual we end with a prime anarchist pome. Dedicated to the people at White Clay right now. I call it: Nebraskota ---------- I feel a rumbling. Or is it just the end of the century I hear? Or do I just need an alkaseltzer? I believe I feel the drum. Of course, I feel it wherever there is music, and since this year I've surrounded myself with music, I guess I must be INSIDE the drum! signed, marco, the little man inside the drum...