Subgenius Digest V3 #139

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Fri, 7 Aug 92 00:04:25 EDT

This field of barley at West Wycombe, in the Buckinghamshire countryside,
contains the results of a unique "crop circle"-making competition, held
in the dead of the night on 11-12 July. Organizers were "The Cerealogist" -
"The journal for crop circle studies" - and sometime plant physiologist
Rupert Sheldrake, famous in Britan for his controversial theory of
"formative causation" which supposses there are no physical laws but
merely habits.

Bla, bla, bla. The Wesses Skeptics, scientists belonging to the
[meteorological] camp, declined to join the fun despite the attractive bait:
$5200 first prize, supplied by the Koestler Foundation and the German
Omni-style magazine PM.

Bla, bla. ...Jurgen Kro:nig, a political correspondent for Die Zeit,
maintains that even the winner lacked the "flow" evident in many of the
circles he has seen.

First prize was taken by a team of three design engineers from the
Westland helicopter company in Somerset, who use rope and plastic
piping - and a ladder suspended from a trestle - to achieve the
pattern prescribed by the competition. But the judges were particularly
impressed with the narrowly defeated runner-up: American Jim Schnabel,
who's working on a PHD in the sociology of science at the University of
Bath. Schnable, unlike other entrants, worked alone, armed only with a
plank, some lengths of rope, and a small garden roller. Bla, bla, bla.

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Date: Thu, 6 Aug 92 13:03:08 EDT
From: "Joshua D. Glasser" <glasserj@sun.mcs.clarkson.edu>
Message-Id: <9208061703.AA12008@sun.mcs.clarkson.edu>
To: mday@jukebox.lcs.mit.edu
Cc: subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
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Subject: Fantasy haiku
Reply-To: glasserj@sun.mcs.clarkson.edu

Huzzah!

and thus spoke the bean
black
fermented
was it really salt?
crystal sludge
anbolism
"Bob"?
where the bath oil?

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Subject: My Naked Lunch with Andre the Giant
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Date: Thu, 6 Aug 92 10:59:09 EDT
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Date: Thu, 6 Aug 92 01:58:23 EDT
From: Michael Turyn <mturyn@psyche.mit.edu>

Yeah, and I think that was about the time when Eagarn 's Yeti cousin Y'nis'
R'lyeh-f-NEE-yo Eagarn showed up---consternation and whacky fun ensued when
they found him doing something unspeakable with the bugle, the bugler, the arrow
that inserts itself throbbingly into the bugle at the beginning of each
episode, and what 's-her-name- who 's always hanging around Captain Parmentera,
who is revealed to be a carbon-eating fire-starting beetle from beneath the
Hollow Earth. Sergeant O'Rourke just scowls and says, ``Why do you think they
call it _F_ Troop, sonny? No got come, Friday.''

Hey, I missed that episode! From your description, I gather it
involved a time-travel plot to smuggle mugwump jizm between the abode
of the Elder Gods and 20th century LA, with the cast of Dragnet as
guest stars. I want to know more. ``And don't leave out any of the
tasty details.''

-30-
Bob

``Poor Bobo came to a sticky end. He was riding in the Duc de Ventre's
Hispano-Suiza when his falling piles blew out of the car and wrapped
around the rear wheel. He was completely gutted, leaving an empty
shell there on the giraffe-skin upholstery. Even the eyes and the
brain went, with a horrible shlupping sound. The Duc says he will
carry that ghastly shlup with him to his mausoleum...''

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