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From: saiki@mpg.phys.hawaii.edu (Its just me..)
Subject: Re: Unlurking: PIZZA!!
Organization: University of Hawaii, Dept. of Physics & Astronomy
Date: Wed, 22 Jul 1992 07:39:32 GMT

Pizza Boy writes:

>Pizza Boy squints at a ticket and shouts out, "Okay, I got a guava and 
>mushroom medium here!  Who's got the guava and mushie medium?"

Spacey looks around...noone answers.  She pays the man clad in the
"Escher Pizza" hat with a odd-looking bill...[y'know the one with the geese! 
:) ]  

"I LOVE guava juice and drink it quite often...hmm, don't
drink pineapple juice but still like 'em in my pizza...Hey!  That's
a guava juice with a mushroom pizza..."  <wink>  --twisted that order
there a bit....

In Spacey's hands are pepperonis, black olives, and pineapples.  She 
sprinkles them next to the fresh mushrooms.  Gleefully rubbing her
hands she takes the pizza and brings it to her plate to cut and eat
with a fork and knife, that materializes.  She takes the first bite 
and blissfully  "mmm's."  

She adds, "You know, I really don't like pizza all that much but
I just had that craving..." She picks up her glass of guava juice
and gulps the delicious sweet nectar with a passion-fruit.

Spacey looks around and invites all with a craving for pizza..heck
<poof> a bunch of ingredients appear.  Sausages, onions, Canadian
bacon, peppers. etc appear in clear covered cannisters.
  
"I suppose you can add your own stuff..."



-- 
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From: dgil@IPSAINT.IPSA.REUTER.COM (Gillett, David)
Subject: Re: Pornography and Playboy
Reply-To: dgil@IPSAINT.IPSA.REUTER.COM (Gillett, David)
Organization: Reuters APL Software Division
Date: Thu, 30 Jul 1992 11:13:58 GMT


-----------Message forwarded from IPSA Mailbox-------------
no. 6442997 filed 19.13.33  thu 30 jul 1992
from dgil
to   locun
subj Re: Pornography and Playboy
ref  6425625

     I think I'm in about 80% agreement with Michael on this.  An artist,
author, or producer is -- must be -- at least partially responsible for what
they choose to communicate, and even more responsible for how clearly and
forcefully it is communicated.
     That's what creative control is all about -- and that's why photographic
media cause problems.  The viewer SEES the model(s)/actor(s), but the choice of
communication rests with the producers and the power of its execution lies as
much with the director and writers than with the hired bodies and faces that
the viewer sees.

     In an ideal world, the "talent" gets to pick and choose which productions
to rent out their physique and face to.  In practice, this luxury is enjoyed by
only a relative handful; an awful lot of "starving actors" must and will take
whatever roles they can get.
     That's where I have to draw the line.  Marie's attitude seems, to me, to
equate financial need with moral inferiority, and I won't buy that.

                                      Mentor
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From: mar@physics.su.OZ.AU (David Mar)
Subject: Re: Strange Question  (was Responsibilities of Artists...)
Organization: School of Physics, University of Sydney, Australia
Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1992 05:52:41 GMT

> [Sea Wasp:]
>"DISREGUARDING any silly limitations like E=MC^2, speed of light,
>and all... how powerful and rapid would an explosion have to be in order
>to be audible beyond the immediate blast radius in space? At SOME point 
>it would have to be able to transmit itself some distance through the
>medium...

Danger Mouse holds up a warning sign, which reads:

"Physics discussion in progress"

He turns to Sea Wasp and speaks. "Okay, I assume by your wish to disregard
E=Mc^2 and speed of light, that you want a non-relativistic discussion. That
shouldn't be a problem, since I don't think that relativity will even come
into the question.

"Now sound is transmitted through gases by motion of molecules, and
received by the ear through the impact of the moving molecules on the
eardrum. In order for you to be able to hear anything, you must have a
considerable number of molecules strike your eardrum. Interstellar space
contains roughly one molecule per cubic metre. So, a normal sound wave
(whatever that means in gas this rarefied) will almost certainly be
undetectable to human ears, no matter what the loudness, simply because
there are not enough molecules around to have a decent chance of hitting
your eardrum and exciting vibrations in it.

"However... the speed of sound in such a rarefied gas will almost certainly
be much less than the speed of any particles thrown out by an explosion.
So instead of normal sound waves, you would have shock waves propagating
through the medium - similar to the sonic boom generated by supersonic
aircraft. Which brings us to your next question:"

>	"And is it possible for something which contains atmosphere to
>explode in such a way that a blast of sound-carrying gas would surround it...
>thus making it possible for you to blow something up, pass through the
>gaseous envelope, and have the sound transmitted to you?"

"Well, this is much more likely than simply hearing the sound, if you make
the interpretation that you will hear something when the shockwave reaches
you - not once you get inside the gaseous envelope. You see, the sound is
piling up lots of particles in front of it as it goes. Now, all I have to do
is to calculate exactly how powerful a shockwave you'd need before you
could actually hear it. I expect that it would need to be quite nasty,
since it would have to pile up a sufficient number of gas molecules into
the wavefront so that it could interact properly with your ear.

"Let me put it this way: If the sun went supernova (putting aside the fact
that we'd be fried by radiation), you would hear absolutely nothing...
_until_ the shockwave of accelerated particles hit you. Then you will
probably be deafened (as well as have the skin ripped from your bones).

"In other words, the answers to your questions are: no explosion is
powerful enough; and yes, it is possible."

- Danger Mouse.
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From: mdm@sparc2.Prime.COM (Michael D. McAfee)
Subject: anchovies and a filk
Organization: Yale CS Mail/News Gateway
Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1992 19:38:55 GMT



		It's a wonderfully humid 80 degree type day in Boston
	(there, that covers the hot/cold thread) as the dark elf wanders
	into Callahan's just in time to hear Telsor order anchovies on
	his pizza.

		"Ye Gods, Telsor, don't you remember what the J. Geil's
	Band said:

			'And the lesson we learn from this
			story is, next time you place your
			order, don't forget to say,
			"NO ANCHOVIES, PLEASE."'
				-No Anchovies, Please
					from the album "Love Stinks"

		Anchovies are bad.  Anchovies are evil.  Anchovies
	will sneak up behind you and jump you.  Anchovies are worse
	than bad.clams, and...wait.  Actually, I've never tried anchovie
	pizza.

		"Never mind.  I guess I was just being silly and that
	song popped up in my head-

		"SILLY?!?  SONGS?!?  ARRRRRGH!"

		The dark elf races back home and quickly returns, 
	his filk book under his arm.

		"Ye Gods, it's been about a month since I posted a
	filk.  I feel so negligent.  Darn, darn, darn...

		"Well, anyway, today's selection is <drum roll>...



			CHOCOLATE
		Lyrics: Virginia Taylor
		Copyright @ 1991 by Virginia Taylor
		Music: "The Marvelous Little Toy," by Tom Paxton
		reprinted here without permission

		
	Nutritionists have warned me that I am just what I eat,
	And if I would be healthy I should eat only lean meat.
	I must eat lots of vegetables, drink milk, eat fruit and bread,
	But when I do, I find most days I'd rather stay in bed.

	Balancing my calories, I plan out all my meals,
	And I'm not really hungry.  No, that's just the way it feels.
	One apple (small), a slice of toast, no butter, I regret.
	This would go down more easily if it were choco-let.

	Chorus:
		It goes crunch when it's hard and squish when it's soft
		And splash when it's hot fudge.
		My taste buds just can't enough
		But fat cells hold a grudge.

	At night I dream of fudge and cake and Easter Bunny ears,
	And ice cream sundaes haunt me for this diet may take years.
	And even if I lose the pounds there will be no respite
	For I will gain them all right back if I touch choco-lit.

	(Chorus)

	I wonder if it's worth the pain and cravings I endure
	But giving up my M&M's may be the only cure,
	Along with daily exercise to get me into shape.
	If I can't have a candy bar I'll eat Jane Fonda's tape!

	(Spoken: Did you ever notice that VCR tape is the same color as
			chocolate?)

	(Chorus)

	If I don't get some chocolate soon I'm sure that I will die.
	My diet lasted half an hour.  It was an honest try.
	When Toll-house cookies smell so good, I can't resist the bait.
	Just like a fish, I'm truly hooked, and it's too choco-late!

	(To the refrain of "Waltzing Matilda")
		Thinking of chocolate, thinking of chocolate,
		Thinking of chocolate makes me put on weight.
		And I sing as I'm jogging - to the corner candy store -
		Thinking of chocolate makes me put on weight.



		"Hope you enjoy."

	Michael, the Chaotic
	disclaimer:  Opinions?   Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-(etc.)
From: ajm@wag.caltech.edu (Abner J. Mintz)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Why I react the way I do to some...
Date: 21 Jul 92 22:50:25 GMT
Organization: California Institute of Technology, Pasadena, CA

>>The fundamentalists cannot accept this concept, because they believe in a
>>universe where all is determined moment-by-moment by God.  "It is God's will."
>>Anything that happens, God wanted it to happen that way.  In the most extreme,
>>you get Calvinism and predestination, where if you do evil and go to hell, it 
>>is because God desired you to do evil and go to hell; personally, I can't
>>imagine any god setting up a universe like that to be a good god ...
>>
>Nicki adds, "Funny, really, isn't it, that the extensions in the two
>directions point to the same thing.  I mean, in the above,
>Fundamentalists argueing, in effect, that there's no such thing as
>freewill.  And there's a quote from a scientist, Robert May, which I
>can't remember exactly but which is roughly, 'There is no such thing as
>free will, we just don't know the initial conditions well enough.'"
>
>She looks as if she wants to add more, but changes her mind on glancing
>at her watch....  (Later, perhaps.)
>
Abner laughs.  "Oh, I think that happens a lot.  Much like it's hard to tell
an ultra-communist from a fascist.  A lot of positions are more like rings
than lines, with the supposed extremes being much like one another.  I guess
there's not too much difference between the KKK and some black extremists, for
another example ...  I think it's because fanatics think alike, they're
just fanatics about different things ..."

"Has anyone noticed that, if you convert a fanatic, they tend to become a
fanatic about whatever converted them?"

"Oh, and Nikki, I'm glad to see you around again.  Have a drink on m*****
Let me buy you a drink!"   =8)
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From: gryphon@openage.openage.com (The Golden Gryphon)
Subject: Re: Yet another sleepless night
Organization: Open Age, Inc.
Distribution: usa
Date: Fri, 31 Jul 1992 13:25:49 GMT

SG.MML@isumvs.iastate.edu (M. Loughin) writes:

>>>I would, too, but she'd have to jump up!  My pile is about
>>>97000 boxes higher than hers.  Anyone got a parachute?  The
>>>breeze is starting to pick up  . . .
>>

>Marie hears a faint call from StM just as she leaps from the
>top-most box.

>>StM produces his box, labelled "ACME soapbox termites," opens it, and turns the
>>contents loose on Marie's pile of soapboxes.  "Just hang on," he yells to
>>Marie, "These termites are trained to act in concert, so the pile of soapboxes
>>SHOULDN'T just fall over, but at your altitude, they might rock back and forth
>>a bit."

>It is now a race between the purple parachute and the greedy
>termites.  The only thing Marie knows for certain is that there
>will be a number of very plump termites waiting for her at the
>bottom.  "I hope these bugs *only* eat soapboxes.   Otherwise
>Mike might be a bit miffed,"  she mutters to herself.

>"Thanks for the help, down there!!"  she yells.  Only 84578 boxes
>to go . . .

Aireal rescue is always an option.  The Golden Gryphon prepares for a search
and rescue mission.  He puts on his goggles and leaps skyward after Marie.

Now the race is three way.  Only time will tell who gets their first.

-- 
The Golden Gryphon 				gryphon@openage.COM
Solve a man's problem and he has 1 less.        No incumbents in 92.
Teach a man to think, and all his problems are less.
Openage - The Premier SCO UNIX integrator in the Washington D.C. area
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From: JMPIERCE%USMCP6.bitnet@VM.TCS.Tulane.EDU (JIM PIERCE)
Subject: Manx and the mob re: Strange Question
Organization: Yale CS Mail/News Gateway
Date: Wed, 29 Jul 1992 15:37:12 GMT


"Hmm. <grin> There is a lake out in the meadow where the green grass
grows. So instead of lynching Manx, why not see if he floats instead ?
Now where have I heard that before ?" DJ.

Oh, I know ! The 'witches are made of wood' bit in Monty Python's
The Holy Grail !


* <JMPIERCE@USMCP6.BITNET> Jim "NickD." Pierce; Bach. Sci. in Appl. Cmp Sci
* USM Academic Computing on the Gulf Park Campus. Disclaimer: Standard.
* "At least my initials aren't Dan Quayle." me
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From: nev@Turing.ORG (Niles E. VanDenburg)
Subject: Re: Breakfast is Served!!!
Organization: The Turing Project, Charlottesville Virginia.
Date: Wed, 22 Jul 1992 12:46:06 GMT

braley@binkley.cs.mcgill.ca (The Didi-Sprite) writes:

>"Well, Kitkat!  What do you think?  We have raspberry pancakes;
>Blueberry waffles; back bacon, strip bacon, pork sausages, all
>beef sausages, pure maple syrup; French Toast; fresh guernsey
>butter; fresh baked home-made bread; coffee cake; cinammon rolls;
>all varieties of danish; fried eggs; scrambled eggs; omelettes;
>3 minute eggs; 6 minute eggs; hard boiled eggs; cream of wheat;
>oatmeal; Red River cereal; grits; granola; rice crispees; corn 
>flakes;  and the usual variety of dried cereals ... including 
>grape nuts for our tinman; coffee, tea, and Guensey milk from this 
>morning's milking; cream; sugar; artificial sweetener; pink and white
>grapefruit juice, cranberry juice; orange juice; and here comes
>Mike with the tray of Orange Juice and Champagne Cocktails ...
>have I forgotten anything?"

Niles wanders over and wonders why there are no biscuits and honey.
Maybe that sort of a breakfast is a Southern US regionalism.

>
>"We have another special day to celebrate!"  she calls out.  "For
>today is:  
>
>		SEAWASP'S  BIRTHDAY!!!!    YAY!!!!"
>
>
>And with that, Didi skips over to SEAWASP, gives him her Happiest
>Birthday Hug and Kiss

Niles joins the hug in progress.

>
>Mike then begins to pass around his tray of Orange Juice and Champagne.
>

"Mike, any chance I could get a Coke (tm) - the breakfast drink of old
coot programmers?"

Niles


-- 
Niles VanDenburg
nev@turing.org
niles_v@cho000.cho.ge.com
niles_v@cho000.dnet.ge.com
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From: turner@reed.edu (another face in the mirror)
Subject: Re: joint post on discrimination, long!
Organization: Reed College, Portland, Oregon
Date: Thu, 23 Jul 1992 17:24:12 GMT

Caithelin is at it again...

>[Marie]
>True, you are not a peer of the President.  But you *are* the peer
>of men at your social level.  Let's use a very trivial example.
>I play volleyball.  I'm okay at it.  I have female friends who
>are excellent players.  When they play with men, most of whom
>are not as good at it as the woman, many men will virtually push
>the woman out of the way so they can hit the ball.  It seems
>obvious to the man that his bad play on the ball *must* be better
>than anything the woman can do.  He assumes this as a man.  He
>would not do this to a fellow man.  This is a trivial example,
>but it gives you a clue as to ongoing attitudes among your peers.
>I have seen this very example happen more times than I can count.

"I have to admit I've seen this example many times, had it happen to me for
that matter...my response, "You hit a ball in my area one more time and I'm
going to elbow you in an unpleasant place, now knock it off."  And yes, I've
said this to people, even people who are better players than myself.  But
I've also seen the opposite."  She stops to grab a glass of lemonade before
she continues.  "Some of you know I was raised by my father.  My parents
split when I was very young.  Since my dad had a better situation (a farm in
the country) I stayed with him.  The number of times my grandparents in
particular, made decisions about my raising that they wouldn't have done
if my mom had been around are uncountable.  Their assumption was that he was
male, and therefore completely incompetent to raise a child.  For example,
for a couple of years before I started school my dad made sure my hair
didn't get cut and grew it out so that once school started he could braid it
every morning and it would stay neat and out of the way for the whole day.
(Makes perfect sense to me, most parents don't think that far in advance.)
Two weeks or less before I started first grade I spent the weekend with my
grandparents.  They insisted (forced me) to let them cut my hair because it
would be a mess and Pedr (my dad) wouldn't know what to do with it once
school started because he was male.  This kind of thing has happened many
times since then (although they've never since insisted I cut my hair).  And
generally they've backed off some.  Especially when they realized I seem to
be doing better than my cousins who have two parent homes.  (I have two
parents, they just don't live together.)  But still people have done it."

"Anyway, enough meandering for now.  Just adding another data point."

	Lots of love,
	Caithelin
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From: SG.MML@isumvs.iastate.edu (M. Loughin)
Subject: Re: Yet another sleepless night
Organization: Iowa State University, Ames IA
Distribution: usa
Date: Wed, 22 Jul 1992 16:18:57 GMT

In article <1992Jul22.012938.1760@midway.uchicago.edu>,
mss2@quads.uchicago.edu (Michael S. Schiffer) writes:
>        "I think a lot of what I thought I was disagreeing with Marie
>about was semantic.  Basically, to me, "male-dominated" seemed to
>imply that males, by virtue of their gender, had some power to rule
>over society denied to females.  Since I don't see myself having such
>power, it didn't strike me as all that reasonable.  But I'm beginning
>to see (and please correct me if I'm just being confused again, Marie)
>that she's using the term more to describe a situation in which
>society accords (pretty much regardless of the wills of particular
>individuals involved) certain advantages to one sex and not to the
>other.  Obviously, `society' is simply the sum total of a bunch of
>individual actions, but no individual is capable of more than a minor
>change in that total, so that in some ways society can be treated as
>an entity in itself.

Yes, I would agree for the most part with this assessment.  And
I agree that my earlier phrasing was less than clear.  See the
posting titled something like, "joint posting on discrimination,
long!" for what is hopefully a better expression of my ideas,
written in response to a note from Abner.

As to your political views [deleted], you seem to be making
the best, most thoughtful, decision you can, under the
circumstances.  Frankly, both party platforms leave much to be
desired.  I agree with some Republican view points and some
Democratic (although I lean Democratic for reasons I don't
need to go into).  Until a third party comes along with a
platform combining the best of the two and adding extras for
spice, I plan to vote based on individual cases, not party.  In
fact, that's probably the best way to go, anyway.

--Marie
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From: c1b6898@ender.tamu.edu (Yber / Carl Brown)
Subject: Re: Strange Question  (was Responsibilities of Artists...)
Summary: Physics Warning!
Keywords: No Way in Hell
Organization: Texas A&M University
Date: Tue, 28 Jul 1992 18:24:03 GMT

In article <4qmmmvm.aahz@netcom.com> aahz@netcom.com (Aahzmandius) writes:
>On the other hand, let us assume that we're inside a metal spaceship,
>which could vibrate in response to the shockwave.  How big an explosion
>would be required for us to hear then?
>-- 
>                         --- Aahz (the *other* Dan Bernstein)
>                             @netcom.com 

You can't get a big enough explosion.  No way.  Look at it this way (check
my math, DM), if you have 1 molecule/cubic meter, the mean-free-path (the 
average distance a particle can travel before it his another particle) is
4x10^19 meters.  Now sound travels by particles bumping into each other,
and when the particles that were agitated by the explosion start to move,
they will have to move 4200 light years before they hit another particle to
transmit the sound (on average).  Given this, there is _no_way_ that you
are going to get enough particles together to transmit anything.

Thanks for the idea, though.  I've been having fun figuring it out (I 
thought the same thing at first, then I started looking at the math.)

Yber
From: seawasp@vm2.cis.pitt.edu (Sea Wasp)
Newsgroups: alt.callahans
Subject: Re: Snow FantasyAnd now, back to the show:
Date: 25 Jul 92 13:43:50 GMT
Organization: University of Pittsburgh
Originator: seawasp@pmax1.cis.pitt.edu


	The Wasp reponds first to StM's comments:

	"Well, if your aversion to clothing is that high, okay. But
to be comfortable in literally freezing weather sounds inhuman to me.
Is your normal body temperature 55 or something???"

	He then watches Snowdog... er, Sundog's skiing (well, both
names ARE from Rush, eh?), surrounded by a nice warm force shield.

	"I love skiiing. Especially downhill. But I'd like it even 
better if they'd make 70-80 degree nonmelting snow. Then I
could ski in comfortable surroundings."

                                 Sea Wasp
                                   /^\
                                   ;;;
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From: trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu (Barbara Trumpinski)
Subject: Re: Breakfast is Served!!!
Organization: University of Illinois at Urbana
Date: Wed, 22 Jul 1992 17:35:38 GMT



>>"Well, Kitkat!  What do you think?  We have raspberry pancakes;

[    ]  food deleted :)....

>Niles wanders over and wonders why there are no biscuits and honey.
>Maybe that sort of a breakfast is a Southern US regionalism.

"it might be," says kitten..."also, biscuits and gravy."

>>
>>"We have another special day to celebrate!"  she calls out.  "For
>>today is:  
>>
>>		SEAWASP'S  BIRTHDAY!!!!    YAY!!!!"
>>
>>
>>And with that, Didi skips over to SEAWASP, gives him her Happiest
>>Birthday Hug and Kiss

>Niles joins the hug in progress.

>>
>>Mike then begins to pass around his tray of Orange Juice and Champagne.
>>

>"Mike, any chance I could get a Coke (tm) - the breakfast drink of old
>coot programmers?"

"niles, didi will laugh at you if you drink coke (tm) for
breakfast...she doesn't think it is healthy....besides, at the risk of
starting a "soda" battle (or do you call it "pop")....diet pepsi (tm)
is the proper accompaniment to a good balanced breakfast....(i usually
have a gyro...but no fries...7 am is too early for fries) "

--
***************************************************************************
conan the librarian a.k.a. kitten           /\ /\  barbara ann 
"my life's a soap opera, isn't yours?"      {=.=}
                                              ~   trumpins@alexia.lis.uiuc.edu 
"perhaps _any_ universe becomes real in proportion 
to the number of people who believe in it and spend time there." s. robinson

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