Newsgroup: it.cultura.linguistica.inglese
Titolo: Ciclo vitale

Che cosa ne pensate, cari amici?
Mi è tornato in mente questo 'pezzo' che v'incollo qui sotto, scorrendo
desolata i pochi messaggi di questi giorni (anche per colpa mia, of course).
E' in inglese quindi IT, si riferisce alle mailing list ma io trovo che si
attagli bene anche ai newsgroup... a voi la parola.
Saluti affettuosi a tutti
Isa
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The Natural Life Cycle of Mailing Lists
(This article was posted to the mailing list "The Psychology of the
Internet" which is administered by John Grohol. The original author of
this article is unknown)
Every list seems to go through the same cycle:
1. Initial enthusiasm (people introduce themselves, and gush a lot about
how wonderful it is to find kindred souls).
2. Evangelism (people moan about how few folks are posting to the list, and
brainstorm recruitment strategies).
3. Growth (more and more people join, more and more lengthy threads
develop, occasional off-topic threads pop up).
4. Community (lots of threads, some more relevant than others; lots of
information and advice is exchanged; experts help other experts as well as
less experienced colleagues; friendships develop; people tease each other;
newcomers are welcomed with generosity and patience; everyone -- newbie and
expert alike -- feels comfortable asking questions, suggesting answers, and
sharing opinions).
5. Discomfort with diversity (the number of messages increases
dramatically; not every thread is fascinating to every reader; people start
complaining about the signal-to-noise ratio; person 1 threatens to quit if
*other* people don't limit discussion to person 1's pet topic; person 2
agrees with person 1; person 3 tells 1 & 2 to lighten up; more bandwidth is
wasted complaining about off-topic threads than is used for the threads
themselves; everyone gets annoyed).
6a. Smug complacency and stagnation (the purists flame everyone who asks an
'old' question or responds with humour to a serious post; newbies are
rebuffed; traffic drops to a doze-producing level of a few minor issues;
all interesting discussions happen by private email and are limited to a
few participants; the purists spend lots of time self-righteously
congratulating each other on keeping off-topic threads off the list).
   OR
6b. Maturity (a few people quit in a huff; the rest of the participants
stay near stage 4, with stage 5 popping up briefly every few weeks; many
people wear out their second or third 'delete' key, but the list lives
contentedly ever after).

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Suvvia, sarà colpa di qualche congiuntura astrale:
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
Io però confesso di aver pensato:
Tutti al mare, tutti al mare, a mostra' le chiappe chiare...
Ciao,
Dario.
ITA

in quale fase e' questo NG?
Io penso sostanzialmente nella 4, anche se abbiamo fatto qualche puntatina
nella 5. In ogni caso, come dice Dario qui sotto, un pedaggio alle dolci
lunghe serate estive dobbiamo pur pagarlo... Giugno è il mio mese preferito
e ne approfitto per dire qui che in parte ciò si deve al fatto che
dopodomani (domenica) è il mio COMPLEANNO!
Aspettando la salva di cannoni, vi abbraccio
Isa

Tutti al mare, tutti al mare, a mostra' le chiappe chiare...
Credo anch'io che la bella stagione abbia una certa influenza.
Poi è periodo di esami.
E poi ci manca Arianna.
ciao,
Peltio
PS
Allora, domenica ci troviamo tutti in casa di Isa senza dirle niente.
D'accordo?

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:Che cosa ne pensate, cari amici?
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:Mi è tornato in mente questo 'pezzo' che v'incollo qui sotto, scorrendo
:desolata i pochi messaggi di questi giorni (anche per colpa mia, of course).
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:E' in inglese quindi IT, si riferisce alle mailing list ma io trovo che si
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:Dario wrote
:>Isabella Z wrote
:PS
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Bentornata.
Era un po' che non ti si sentiva...
ciao,
Peltio

dopodomani (domenica) è il mio COMPLEANNO!
Ti faccio tanti auguri con una poesia di Christina Georgina Rossetti.
         A Birthday
My heart is like a singing bird
  Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
  Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
  That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these,
  Because my love is come to me.
Raise me a dais of silk and down;
  Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
  And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
  In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
  Is come, my love is come to me.
Ciao
Ferdinando
Ferdinando Chiodo
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Il mio nuovo indirizzo e` 
f.ch...@medmail.com

Bambi wrote
-Dear Peltio,
-A brief note to remind you that Jeeves will be waiting for you at 1600
-hrs. at the location we previously agreed upon. I must apologise in
-advance as we had to loan the Bentley to Duke, however I am certain
-you will find the Rolls to your liking.
Didn't I tell you to remind Jeeves that I, being a genius, have deep blue
skin and no feet? The poor man is still shrieking, locked up in the car.
As for the candles, I thought my lamp was enough...
It's the same old story: there's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me
that ends up getting wet+ACo-. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the party.
Next year I won't miss it.
But Jeeves will.
-+AFs-...+AF0-
-I look forward to seeing you at the ball. It's been too long darling.
+ADw-whisper and sigh+AD4-
Peltio
+AFsAKgBd- I owe Sting 1+AKM- for the quotation.

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|It's the same old story: there's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me
|that ends up getting wet
and every little thing she does is magic
everything she do just turns me on
even though my life before was tragic
now I know my love for her goes on
and every little thing she does is magic...
I could go on forever
thanks Peltio for reminding me
Love
Isa

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:Bambi wrote
:-Dear Peltio,
:-A brief note to remind you that Jeeves will be waiting for you at 1600
:-hrs. at the location we previously agreed upon. I must apologise in
:-advance as we had to loan the Bentley to Duke, however I am certain
:-you will find the Rolls to your liking.
:
:Didn't I tell you to remind Jeeves that I, being a genius, have deep blue
:skin and no feet? The poor man is still shrieking, locked up in the car.
:As for the candles, I thought my lamp was enough...
:
:It's the same old story: there's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me
:that ends up getting wet*. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the party.
:Next year I won't miss it.
:But Jeeves will.
:
:-[...]
:-I look forward to seeing you at the ball. It's been too long darling.
:
:<whisper and sigh>
:
:Peltio
:[*] I owe Sting 1£ for the quotation.
:
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:Bentornata.
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Dear Jeeves,
I want to tell you how sorry I feel when I think at what happened the day
before yesterday. Please try to understand my position.
Not only is unpleasant being discriminated for the blue of your skin (by the
way, how did you manage to turn pea green ? Nice trick) but when you started
staring at my supposed-to-be-there feet, well ...
I couldn't help not turning you into a baked turnip.
But I didn't mean to do that, honest+ACE- After all I changed you almost
immediately into a chicken.
And no, the cat that chased you throught the alley and nearly ate you was
not an idea of mine. You're not very luck, that's all.
But, please, let's forget it all.
I'll let you have your ears back by tomorrow morning. So you can get out of
your room.
Friends?
Yours truly,
Peltio

and every little thing she does is magic...
Dedududu Dedadada
is all I want to hear from you
[Chief telegraphist to apprentice telegraphist]
Peltio - A great Police estimator
(sniff)

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|Isabella Z wrote
|>now I know my love for her goes on
|>and every little thing she does is magic...
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|Dedududu Dedadada
|is all I want to hear from you
Non era _is all I want to say to you_?
Maro`, so` incorreggibbbile...
|Peltio - A great Police estimator
Si`, anch'io adoro la Polizia, ma i Carabinieri... quelle belle uniformi
scure... yummm!
Love can mend your life or love can break your heart
Baci
Isa

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:Dear Jeeves,
:
:I want to tell you how sorry I feel when I think at what happened the day
:before yesterday. Please try to understand my position.
:Not only is unpleasant being discriminated for the blue of your skin (by the
:way, how did you manage to turn pea green ? Nice trick) but when you started
:staring at my supposed-to-be-there feet, well ...
:I couldn't help not turning you into a baked turnip.
:But I didn't mean to do that, honest! After all I changed you almost
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