From fas-news.harvard.edu!das-news2.harvard.edu!news2.near.net!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews Mon Mar 6 19:22:30 EST 1995 Article: 61822 of soc.culture.soviet Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!das-news2.harvard.edu!news2.near.net!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer) Newsgroups: soc.culture.soviet Subject: Re: Complaint of One Misha Verbitsky (was Re: POT CALLS...) Date: 3 Mar 1995 08:57:35 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 38 Distribution: world Message-ID: <3j6llv$9rv@ixnews1.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-la5-05.ix.netcom.com Status: RO SOULFUL COMPLAINT OF ONE MISHA VERBITSKY My name--please note--is Misha Verbitsky, My thoughts trite; my brain is mushy shit-ski. Lermontov or Pushkin frankly I'm not: My words and phrases come from toilet pot! You say you don't like my poetic rhyme? This doggerel fits sleaze like me just fine. I, Misha, am not great with pretty words, I much prefer to fight by throwing turds. The Trivium I've sworn to never study, With pungent brownish globs my thoughts I muddy. Grammar/Rhetoric/Logic, that's for "squares"-- How simple to cite poets and put on airs... I quote poems sounding wise and logical-- My own mind is strictly scatological! To argue, ignorance can get you by, You need more dirty names than other guy! his mind's unwilling To comprehend glorious Chechnya killing! I used to think I was big guy on net, Bill Palmer kick-skied my lazy ass--YOU BET! Just wait--I'll get my smelly vengeance soon By drooling filthy words--my soulful tune. My name I said was Misha Verbitsky, My "mind" holds buckets of fascist shit-ski... From wilhelp@ix.netcom.com Wed Jul 12 08:47:46 EDT 1995 Article: 78028 of soc.culture.soviet Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!das-news2.harvard.edu!casaba.srv.cs.cmu.edu!bb3.andrew.cmu.edu!nntp.sei.cmu.edu!news.psc.edu!hudson.lm.com!godot.cc.duq.edu!news.duke.edu!agate!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer ) Newsgroups: soc.culture.usa,soc.culture.russian,soc.culture.soviet Subject: Re: NOWHERE GUY (A SONG PARODY) Date: 9 Jul 1995 05:16:05 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 25 Distribution: world Message-ID: <3tnoml$nga@ixnews6.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-la5-08.ix.netcom.com Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.usa:51597 soc.culture.russian:11469 soc.culture.soviet:78028 Status: RO NOWHERE GUY (Artistic parody to be sung to the tune of the old Beatle Song, "Nowhere Man") He's a real nowhere guy, Sitting in his nowhere sty, Dreaming up his fascist plans For everybody. Got a commie mind that's low, Knows just where it wants to go, Isn't he a bit like Uncle Joe? Nowhere guy, please listen-- We don't want the Gulag prison That you'll rebuild if some Chumps give you a hand... REFRAIN: He's a real nowhere guy, Sitting in his nowhere sty, Dreaming up his fascist plans for [very loud] EVERYBODY! From wilhelp@ix.netcom.com Wed Jul 12 09:54:50 EDT 1995 Article: 78237 of soc.culture.soviet Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!das-news2.harvard.edu!casaba.srv.cs.cmu.edu!bb3.andrew.cmu.edu!nntp.sei.cmu.edu!cis.ohio-state.edu!math.ohio-state.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer ) Newsgroups: soc.culture.usa,soc.culture.russian,soc.culture.soviet Subject: Re: The Mystery Hippo Date: 11 Jul 1995 00:37:49 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 47 Distribution: world Message-ID: <3tsh4t$fse@ixnews6.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-la5-14.ix.netcom.com Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.usa:51876 soc.culture.russian:11722 soc.culture.soviet:78237 Status: RO Begemot: The Mystery Hippo Begemot's the Mystery Hippo; he lives on nowhere.net. He's the master bumbler, as moronic as they get. He's the laughingstock of Internet, the thinking guy's despair 'Cause when a stupid word is uttered--Begemot's usually there! Begemot, Begemot, you'll find no mutt like Begemot-- He's broken every discourse rule, good sense he hasn't got. His crazy brand of logic would make an Aristotle stare, But if you hear a dumb remark--Begemot's usually there! You may seek him in his nowhere.net, with his head that's full of air-- And when you read a silly word, Begemot's usually there! Begemot's an ugly hippo, he's very big and fat, You would chuckle if you saw him, lying on his mat. His mug is never lined with thought, his head is quite a sight, His mind is dusty from neglect, it never works just right. His talking sounds like growls and grunts--his crude words, how they rub, And when he's said his stupid things, he inhales his yogurt by the tub. Begemot, Begemot, there's no one like big "Begemotty"! He's a flake in hippo shape, a mammoth of stupidity. You may meet him on the Internet, or find him in a "group" But when thoughtful words are needed, he comes off like a "stupe". He's outwardly ridiculous. (You can smell him for a mile.) His dissertations won't be found on academic file. But when fatty foods are selling fast, or a dairy case is rifled, Or when good sense is absent, or honest talk's been stifled, Or posters are insulted, or net communication's past repair-- Ay, there's the horror of the thing-- BEGEMOT'S USUALLY THERE! --Artistic parody of T.S. Eliot's poem "Macavity: The Mystery Cat", found in OLD POSSUM'S BOOK OF PRACTICAL CATS and many anthologies. From wilhelp@ix.netcom.com Wed Aug 2 02:33:04 EDT 1995 Article: 80258 of soc.culture.soviet Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!oitnews.harvard.edu!purdue!lerc.nasa.gov!magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu!math.ohio-state.edu!cs.utexas.edu!convex!news.duke.edu!zombie.ncsc.mil!simtel!noc.netcom.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer ) Newsgroups: soc.culture.usa,soc.culture.soviet Subject: Re: Vorobieff's Sneaky Little E-Mail Game Date: 2 Aug 1995 06:12:12 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 85 Distribution: world Message-ID: <3vn4vs$737@ixnews3.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-la1-20.ix.netcom.com Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.usa:55324 soc.culture.soviet:80258 Status: RO Dear Readers: The following article is being posted because one Peter Vorobieff has been playing a sneaky little e-mail game with me. Since his weird behavior seems have to been sparked by an article I posted recently--and furthermore because I don't need any electronic pen pals reeking with the unmistakable odor of a Peter Vorobieff and worming their way up through my modem--I am using this forum for my response. Anyway, the other day (28 July) I received an e-mailing from this person. Prior to that I had never contacted him in any way, although I do in the back of my mind associate his name with a series of trite, boringly stated, and intellectually pretentious postings in several newsgroups, including the two where this appears. In his message to me he said, in obvious reference to my recent satirical article, "Re: Mystery Hippo as KGB Construct": >Hippo is a 14 year old schoolkid, surely a worthy opponent for you. >Will you please stop posting your garbage to soc.culture.russian >(not that you are the only garbage contributor)? >p.v. >The Keeper of the FAG of s.c.r. His message sounded rather nasty, but upon reading it I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, troubling myself with an explanation concerning the posting of mine he had taken umbrage at. What I hoped for, I guess, was that a sincere purpose lay behind his impolite e- mailing. After all, there was always a chance that he would turn out to be a well-intentioned party who merely happened to lack both normal tact and basic communication skills. I wrote him back immediately. My response was rather detailed, and since it was about 950 words in length I won't quote it here. If Mr. Vorobieff chooses to do so, that's fine--since I have already quoted him. Come what may, I'll proudly stand by my letter as being clear, logical, and fair. I ended my remarks by encouraging him to shake off his lazy habits of thinking. I challenged: >>I will be glad to hear anything from you that is more helpful than >>your little flame. If a rebuttal is called for--don't worry, >>you'll get one. Upon getting my letter, at least two alternatives would have been available for any sensible person. He could have after reading my words--either 1) recognized their irrefutable wisdom and said nothing (possibly even growing from having learned that not everyone thinks like Mr. Peter Vorobieff!) or 2) disagreed with my conclusions and sent back a reasoned reply telling me why. Instead he did neither, and now I realize I showed him a respect he in no way deserves. He proved himself beneath contempt by reacting to my rational letter with a repulsive insult dripping with envy and hatred. His message was in fact ruder and cruder than his first first pathetic attempt at getting my attention. It's clear now that I wasted my time by treating his comments as though they had been composed by a well-motivated, intelligent human being schooled in even the most basic conventions of discourse. For you see, gentle readers, after he read my answer he chose to react with a two-word flame (July 31). But the chickens now circle above his guilty head, ready to come home to roost: The time is at hand for my promised reasonable rebuttal. How uncomfortable it must be for him as he begins to sense this! How pitiful it must be for him to have a mind that can mount no better intellectual defense than to toss off a rough insult when that mind is con- fronted with a challenge to the bad ideas that infest it like lice. Oh, I could answer with an equally crude retort, but that would mean lowering myself to the level of a Peter Vorobieff--and I have too much self-respect to do that. After all, his coarse words, "Bugger off," no doubt reveal much more about his customary habits and practices than about anything else. In fact, his motto calls to mind an experience back in high school when I was on the football team. The coach was talking to a group of us, and a couple of other players were roughhousing nearby. One of them hollered the same two words Mr. Vorobieff favors. The coach just shook his head in disgust. "Boys," he cautioned, "never trust a man who says that. If a guy uses that expression--don't turn your back on him in the shower!" To this day I have never understood what my coach meant. He was a wise person, though; and I am fully confident that his sage warning would prove fitting in the case of (You guessed it, folks!) one Peter Vorobieff. From wilhelp@ix.netcom.com Sat Aug 19 10:32:50 EDT 1995 Article: 81606 of soc.culture.soviet Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!oitnews.harvard.edu!purdue!lerc.nasa.gov!magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu!math.ohio-state.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer ) Newsgroups: soc.culture.usa,soc.culture.russian,soc.culture.soviet Subject: Re: Water Beetle Bites Back! (was Re: Kook of the Month) Date: 18 Aug 1995 01:07:40 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 104 Message-ID: <410p4s$2qa@ixnews5.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-la3-11.ix.netcom.com Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.usa:58484 soc.culture.russian:16348 soc.culture.soviet:81606 Status: RO "My Dytiscus"--Misha Verbitsky--rushed out of its lurking place today to take a new nip at me, regarding my recent "Kook of the Month" nomi- nation by legendary demolished Net worm and e-mail box slimer par ex- cellence, Michael Kagalenko. The article that "My Dysticus" quoted had relevancy in that it was a response to challenges by others concerning my original "Sologub on Kagalenko" posting, and on top of that it referenced a new English translation of a Russian classic that even my erudite critic, Mr. Fridman, seemed blissfully unaware of. However, in quoting at length my reasoned reply to Mr. Fridman's critique of my original posting, Misha isn't being fully above-board. After all, that posting's main job was to point out Mr. Fridman's errors in connection with his pronouncements on my work. The article was further meant to provide food for thought for readers who have been following the discussion. It did both those things, and I maintain it did them very well. Clearly, its purpose was not to enchant every reader with its scin- tillating prose style. Taken out of context with the rest of the thread, it is not really the fairest introduction to my USENET wri- ting; but of course, Misha knows that. Please don't misunderstand though. I am highly satisfied with the soundness of the logic I employed in my arguments. So much so, in fact, that today I re-posted that article in the toughest place in USENET for getting one's reasoning tested: (under new header, "Re: Bifurcated Post Hoc Fallacy"). If a creditable challenge is humanly possible, I can expect one there! And by the way, I still haven't heard from Mr. Fridman himself. Am I to left with the distinct impression that after desperately searching his mind for a counter-rebuttal, he only came up with-- "FILE NOT FOUND"? So, Misha, rather than using my reply to Mr. Fridman, why did you not simply quote something I worote in honor of *your* well known characteristics? For instance..."My Dytiscus"-- --------------- Dearest friends: In childhood, my playmates and I would find delight in escaping our homes to while away an afternoon on the banks of a small and slowly moving stream not far from where I lived. Often we took our shoes and socks off and stepped barefoot into the cool shallow water. The minnows, the tadpoles, and all the other wild- life of the stream's ecology were a source of never-ending fasci- nation in those days. And on occasion, I remember getting bitten by what we children called a "water bug": a sinister black beetle which would shoot like lightning from a hiding place in that creek where I waded. Then it would often attach itself to my finger. Now while this insect's bite could hurt just a trifle, it was not nearly as bad as, say, a bee's sting. When the "water bug" bit, I would simply holler and knock the attac- ker off my finger while my companions shrieked and laughed in childish mock-terror. It was only later, in a biology class, that I learned that the little nuisance of my childhood was in fact a pernicious creature--one of nature's most lethal killing machines! I refer of course to the DYTISCUS, the carnivorous diving water beetle. You may recall from your own lessons how this repulsive insect lives only to attack and destroy. Perhaps you also learned how its gro- tesque method of ingesting its victims makes it a loathsome oddity. It injects its poisons into the unlucky prey (usually another bug or a very small fish or tadpole) dissolving the other's insides. Finally, it slurps its "lunch" back into its body! Fortunately for us children, nature had provided us with adequate defense against this tiny assassin. We were simply too large for it! Through evolution's wondrous hierarchical operations, the frightful monster became a pesky "water bug". And years later, in 1995, I have more than once in these newsgroups encountered a strange specimen I think of as "my dytiscus". I'm sure most readers now know I refer to MISHA VERBITSKY, who like the aggressive water beetle will charge out from time to time to bite my finger, until I laugh and shake my attacker off... Yet there is a terrible side to it's nature. After perusing articles here for some time, I've observed that it can be more than a terrify- ing insect. For the USENET "pond creatures" of weak and underde- veloped intellect, it can be a fierce destroyer. Sometimes a timid soul ventures an honest opinion that threatens its ridged and narrow "cognitive shell". Then I witness how "my dytiscus" rushes from its lurking place, grasping the victim in a fatal embrace--figuratively speaking--and quickly begins ripping the unfortunate open with the sharp fangs of its caustic insults; paralyzing it with mediocre and mind-numbing verbal droolings; smothering it in the lethal robes of intellectual charlatanism; and digesting its insides with the poisonous juices of lies. And as so many have seen, when it finishes with its prey, only an empty husk is left, vital fluids horribly drained away... And when I think of this, I feel a tremendous gratitude that nature has so well provided me adequate means for dealing with--in the way a boy flips from its finger a small, ugly pest--MISHA VERBITSKY, MY DYTISCUS. From wilhelp@ix.netcom.com Sat Aug 19 11:09:59 EDT 1995 Article: 16497 of soc.culture.russian Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!newspump.wustl.edu!news.ecn.bgu.edu!vixen.cso.uiuc.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer ) Newsgroups: soc.culture.usa,soc.culture.russian,alt.usenet.kooks Subject: Re: Kook Nomination Sadly Declined Date: 19 Aug 1995 07:56:15 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 69 Message-ID: <4145ev$69p@ixnews3.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-la1-03.ix.netcom.com Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.usa:58704 soc.culture.russian:16497 alt.usenet.kooks:21458 Status: R Content-Length: 3703 Perhaps I'm wasting my words protesting the latest slimy doings of V-Worm (Peter Vorobieff), the Serf (Mchael Kagalenko), My Dytiscus (Misha Verbitksy), and Alex "Muttsky" Katz. Even so, I must decline the "Kook of the Month" nomination and I'll gladly tell everyone why. But before folks join in on the laughter over my pilfered postings-- tampered with to the point of forgery and posted without my know- ledge or permission in various groups around the Net--everyone needs to know that all of the four culprits are doing what they do because they were unable to silence me from speaking my *politically incorrect* opinions in . Why are they interested in doing that, you might be wondering? I came into with the same outspoken spirit that so many foreigners bring to . I've discussed novels and conversed about many Russian related things. I've met fine people. But I've also challenged those who cried "Die Chechen Scum". I've rebuked those who rant about "evil races" such as Finns (of course everyone on the planet knows how "menacing" the Finns are!)Ukrainians, Tatars, and many others. I've gotten into the faces of people who are hell bent on installing another Stalin or some new-fangled Russian Hitler into power. I have tried to give comfort and support to the many wonderful Russians who believe in democracy and economic free- dom--but I've thrown down the gauntlet at the feet of those who want to put iron collars back on the necks of their own people. I have declared war on their bad ideas! Enraged by a harmless little satire I wrote poking fun at some common attitudes in contemporary Russia, V-Worm tried to push me out of so fast that no on would have realized it until I was long gone. I called his bluff. He harassed me by e-mail and threatened to continue harassing me. Alex "Muttsky" Katz threatened me with bayoneting. Misha Verbitsky, My Dystiscus, a ridiculous and perverted poet manque who perpetually whines about how evil the America he schooled himself in is, tried to have his bite too. Serf Kagalenko slimed my mailbox. All four have insulted me on many many occasions with crude and obscene postings. I have names, dates, and times. They tried threats. They tired sliming me in articles. Nothing shut me up. Now it's time for their mockery. That would be okay, if it were honest humor; but it's ridicule based on the stealing of my postings and putting them in unappropriate settings, often chopped up or altered to the point of outright forgery. Please notice the addresses of all those "Kook of the Month" nomi- nations in : It's the whole sick crew: V-Worm, Muttsky Katz, Misha Verbitsky (My Dytiscus), and Serf Michael Kaga- lenko. Oh, I'm not afraid of their laughter--they could laugh at me for years and I'd still be ahead for the many times I've several newgroups howling with laughter at all their expenses. Those times will come again soon. But I do object to the distortion of my articles. That really breaks my heart, because I wanted people to enjoy those postings in their proper framework. They were written in specific response to things transpiring from specific groups and situations. For instance, one of them "Re: Bifurcated Post Hoc Fallacy" was posted in on 18 August. I challenge anyone to go over there and give it a *fair* reading and see if it sounds silly, the way it does when it is shoved in people's faces out of context in . But this is just their latest tactic; they've tried a lot of things in attempting to shut me up for not being politically correct... From mickey@Xenon.Stanford.EDU Sat Feb 3 16:03:56 EST 1996 Article: 39793 of soc.culture.russian Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!das-news2.harvard.edu!casaba.srv.cs.cmu.edu!rochester!cornellcs!newsstand.cit.cornell.edu!news.tc.cornell.edu!news.cac.psu.edu!news.math.psu.edu!chi-news.cic.net!newsxfer2.itd.umich.edu!gatech!swrinde!sgigate.sgi.com!sdd.hp.com!hplabs!unix.sri.com!news.Stanford.EDU!Xenon.Stanford.EDU!mickey From: mickey@Xenon.Stanford.EDU (Michael D. Phoenix) Newsgroups: soc.culture.russian,alt.flame,alt.usenet.kooks,rec.humor Subject: Re: Two New Kagalenko Limericks Date: 3 Feb 1996 01:53:37 GMT Organization: Computer Science Department, Stanford University. Lines: 58 Message-ID: <4euf71$mlr@Radon.Stanford.EDU> References: <4e27dl$i96@ixnews4.ix.netcom.com> <4es8gk$k5a@reader2.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: xenon.stanford.edu Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.russian:39793 alt.flame:167694 alt.usenet.kooks:28510 rec.humor:118841 In article , John Davis wrote: > >Well here's is my entry in the, "Pansy Palmer, Patheticly Prissy, Pottie >Poetry Contest." 10 10 9.5 1.3 9.7 (anyone care to guess which judge was being played by Pansy Palmer?) >There once was a pansy named Palmer >Who should have stayed home and been calmer >But he came on the 'net >And his pantys he wet >Now his face couldn't be any warmer Not bad. But I can do better. *grin* ----------->8 Cut Here 8<-------------------------->8 Cut Here 8<------------ The saga of Palmer the Palmer Poor old Palmer was such a sad wimp He had failed as both pusher and pimp So he took to the net Some hot pussy to get But he couldn't--his dick was too limp So he thought to himself "Am I gay?" And he quickly responded "No way!" But to hide his sick fear He said "Cyberfruits here!" "Nuke that gay old John Davis today!" But his audience thought it was lame They all said "Homophobia's a shame!" You're all twisted and sick You're afraid of your dick! It's your own guilt and fear that's to blame! Now poor Palmer sits home all alone Calling 900-lines on the phone Sadly yanking his meat In the shame of defeat-- --he *STILL* can't get up a good bone! ----------->8 Cut Here 8<-------------------------->8 Cut Here 8<------------ Mickey. -->8 Cut Here 8<-- Nonviolent Civil Disobedience follows -->8 Cut Here 8<-- FUCK the CDA. FUCK that stupid piece-of-shit law. FUCK the mother- fucking bastards who wrote it, and the assholes who supported it. Frangbe Rkba vf n shpxvat onfgneq, naq gur PQN vf hapbafgvghgvbany. "If you can't say 'fuck', you can't say 'fuck the draft'." -- Lenny Bruce From wilhelp@ix.netcom.com Tue Mar 5 02:48:05 EST 1996 Article: 42852 of soc.culture.russian Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!oitnews.harvard.edu!purdue!lerc.nasa.gov!magnus.acs.ohio-state.edu!math.ohio-state.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!ix.netcom.com!netnews From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer ) Newsgroups: alt.usenet.kooks,alt.flame,soc.culture.russian Subject: Re: Kage-Worm Echoes Woof Davis' Big Lie Date: 26 Feb 1996 22:39:18 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 66 Message-ID: <4gtcqm$rq9@cloner3.netcom.com> References: <4gd795$o73@cloner2.ix.netcom.com> <4gj2c7$g4c@cloner2.ix.netcom.com> <4gp7ul$vsv@lynx.dac.neu.edu> NNTP-Posting-Host: lax-ca21-11.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Mon Feb 26 2:39:19 PM PST 1996 Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu alt.usenet.kooks:30500 alt.flame:174173 soc.culture.russian:42852 In <4gp7ul$vsv@lynx.dac.neu.edu> mkagalen@lynx.dac.neu.edu (Michael Kagalenko) writes: > >John Davis (jrdavis@netcom.com) wrote: >]Wotan (wotan@netcom.com) wrote: >]: In article <4gj2c7$g4c@cloner2.ix.netcom.com>, >]: Bill Palmer wrote: >] >]: > > He also lisps. prances and swishes at the same time ! Cool, heh ? > (And now, let's watch Billy jump up and down in that funny impotent anger > of his) If additional graphic evidence was needed of the baneful and libelous effects of the John "Woof" Davis BIG LIE machine it is found directly above. In fact, Michael Kagalenko, the mailbox slimer and Net worm par excellence, actually echoes the first toxic fumes the Woof Davis machine spewed out on the above falsehood when Woof became angry to find that I couldn't be bullied out of speaking my mind in the net.abuse group. (I might add in passing here, that or those unacqauinted with him, Micheal Kagalenko and Mealy Rat Wotan are quite simlilar in intellect and character, except that I do not accuse even the lowly Mealy One of e-mail sliming; that is Kagalenko's speciality when he doesn't cotton to a poster's views.) Oh yes, and since I have noticed Woof Davis and Mealy Rat Wotan casting aspersions on my work in , I should point out that I played a key role in the legendary Flame War Over Russia as a result of my opposition to the barbarous Chechen campaign. (That put me in a very small minority in that group.) Despite Mealy and Woof's lies elsewhere, I wasn't "run out"of s.c.r.--I had basically said what I wanted to about Chechnya, and I haven't had anything new to say, even though I still enjoy reading that group regularly. My guess it that it of one of the highest educated groups on the Net, in terms of advanced degrees held by active participants. I have a great respect for most of the regulars including many who falmed me at one time or another--Kagalenko being one of the few disagreeable exceptions. Sounds to me as though Mealy Rat Wotan and Woof Davis have been listening to Alex Katz or Michael Kagalenko, who himself was featured in the world's first double acrostic flame. That he fell for one of the many Woof Davis' big lies does not surprise me at all. > > > > >-- >LAWFUL,adj. Compatible with the will of a judge having jurisdiction > -- Ambrose Bierce, "The Devil's Dictionary" > From wilhelp@ix.netcom.com Fri Feb 7 12:04:36 EST 1997 Article: 71057 of soc.culture.russian Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!das-news2.harvard.edu!cam-news-feed3.bbnplanet.com!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!worldnet.att.net!ix.netcom.com!news From: wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill Palmer) Newsgroups: alt.genius.bill-palmer,soc.culture.russian,soc.culture.ukrainian Subject: Re: E-Mail Peevishness and Fairness Principle Date: 4 Feb 1997 05:54:22 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 82 Message-ID: <5d6iue$qum@dfw-ixnews5.ix.netcom.com> References: <5cphkg$3j5@sjx-ixn10.ix.netcom.com> <5d0qhk$lsn@dfw-ixnews7.ix.netcom.com> <855024374.16063@dejanews.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: lax-ca25-09.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Mon Feb 03 11:54:22 PM CST 1997 Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.russian:71057 soc.culture.ukrainian:36425 In <855024374.16063@dejanews.com> alex@agate.net writes: Alex, thanks for the kind words. "Pus Bag" John Davis-- I should tell all readers--is "Number One" of the "Bill Palmer Parasites" in Usenet. Davis is so rabid about trying to suck my blood that he will now follow up ANY post of mine ANYPLACE in Usenet with his foul insults. This includes groups where he has not paid "two cents worth of dues" (as far as creative input to the newsgroup) and newsgroups where the vicious ignoramus Davis has no more idea of what is going than he does of the relationship between the Andromeda Galaxy and the Milky Way, as in s.c.r. or s.c.u. Most people, if they just want to flame someone, will trim off the newsgroups they know nothing about, but not "Pus Bag" Davis. The buffoon even flamed me over in soc.history a couple of weeks ago, simply because my article was crossposted to a.g.b-p and soc.history, where it was on-topic. Davis' crude flame was totally off topic in soc.history, of course, just as it was in this situation. I've called Davis every name in the book, but the man has no pride. What parasite does? It's getting so I need to attach a warning at the bottom of all my posts these days, no matter where I post to, "Warning: This post is likely to be followed-up by off-topic garbage from one or more of my parasites who can't find enough 'Bill Palmer blood' to suck in alt.genius.bill-palmer." > >In article , > jrdavis@netcom.com (John Davis) wrote: >> >> Bill Palmer (wilhelp@ix.netcom.com) wrote: >> : The other day something bothersome appeared in my e-mail. >> : With your permission, I would like to tell you about it. >> >> [100lines of pure Palmjob shit deleted.] >> >> Christ, Palmjob, do you really think anyone is going to believe someone >> would waste their time sending e-mail to you. Hell, the mountain of >> gibberish they would get back would be considered a mail bomb under normal >> circunstances. >> > >Bill Palmer is an excellent writer! > >True Ukrainians and True Russians enjoy his well reasoned and written >posts. > >Only "stukachi", anti-Semites, old socialists, communists and Ukrainian >Prostitutkas and dolts object... > >The Chechens like him as well.... > > > alex > > > >> -- >> A_A >> John Davis (o o) "An injustice anywhere is an injustice everywhere." >> ----------oOO-(^)-OOo-------------------------------------------------- - >> ~ Samuel Johnson >> mailto:jrdavis@databasix.com > >-------------------==== Posted via Deja News ====----------------------- > http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Post to Usenet From Koos.Watcher@kendrick.org Wed Feb 12 17:34:00 EST 1997 Article: 71728 of soc.culture.russian Path: fas-news.harvard.edu!das-news2.harvard.edu!cam-news-feed3.bbnplanet.com!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!cpk-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!news.mindspring.com!usenet From: "Ron's Inspector's Inspector" Newsgroups: alt.genius.bill-palmer,soc.culture.russian,soc.culture.ukrainian Subject: CORRECTED alt.genius.bill-palmer Salutes "The Genius" Date: 12 Feb 1997 18:12:30 GMT Organization: A Galaxy Far, Far Away Lines: 164 Message-ID: <01bc1910$d9d7c920$c1ad79a8@david> References: <5d4deu$esb@sjx-ixn7.ix.netcom.com> <5d8cuu$6gd@sjx-ixn5.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: user-168-121-173-193.dialup.mindspring.com X-Newsreader: Microsoft Internet News 4.70.1155 Xref: fas-news.harvard.edu soc.culture.russian:71728 soc.culture.ukrainian:36660 Palmer, again, edited for accuracy: Bill Palmer wrote in article <5d8cuu$6gd@sjx-ixn5.ix.netcom.com>... > In <5d4deu$esb@sjx-ixn7.ix.netcom.com> wilhelp@ix.netcom.com (Bill > Palmer) writes: > > I have noted some speculation about the origin of > al.genius.bill-palmer. May I be allowed to add > these sentiments? This paragraph should have read: "I want to heap more empty praise on myself. You can't stop me." > Having a Usenet newsgroup named for me has been a bittersweet > experience. On one hand, I am flattered that anyone would > give me such an honor. Corrected version: "I just found out the 'genius' tag was meant as sarcasm. On the other hand, maybe people will be dumb enough to think I'm really a genius." > On the other hand, I can't pretend that it hasn't hurt to > find myself the subject of so many vindictive attacks. Meaning: "The asskickings I'm taking on a daily basis is starting to sink in." > I was told that agreeing to be the focus-person of the > first newsgroup in the innovative alt.genius hieriarchy > would put me in the line of fire, but I never expected > to get the flack I did. Meaning: "Nobody warned me about the sarcasm." > Anyway, I'm just telling you these things by way of > introduction, to put what I want to relate about > a certain song in perspective. My purpose in > posting here is to salute "The Genius"--by which > I mean Brian Wilson, of course. Meaning: "I'm tired of getting picked on. Now let's talk about a guy who isn't reading this and can't pick on me." > Brian is not just a Usenet "bot," like me, but he is a > real world GENIUS of longstanding. In fact, if it > weren't for Brian Wilson, the Usenet genius Bill > Palmer probably would just be a dream in some > software designer's head. Meaning: "My parents regret me." > Of course, I'm joking about being a real "bot," but > what I mean to say is that when I've been hanging out > on the Net too long, one of the things I like to do > to get back to the real world is listen to Beach > Boy records with Brian Wilson, and Brian Wilson > solo records, too. Meaning: "I do so have hobbies! No, really!" > When I was with Zenobia, we heard "Surf's Up," and we > both literally broke down and cried. We had a bad day; > we walked out ot the beach full of hope in beautiful > early afternoon sunlight, we had decided that we were > going to spend on the sand, and then--for reasons I won't > get into here--the whole thing started to unwind. Meaning: "I accidentally punctured my inflatable sheep while listening to the Beach Boys." > By afternoon, we were both ready to call it quits and > walk off in separate directions--for good. There > were too many things that we both had bottled up, and > for whatever reason, everything we had been hiding > from one another came to the surface. Meaning: "I tried to dump it in the lake. I didn't realize partially-inflated inflatable sheep can float." > Anyway, it was night we came in from the beach. It > had been all talk. Trust was gone. Not a morsel > of love, all day: Our romance was hanging by a thread. > One wrong word from either of us would have split the > thing up for good. By the time we got back in the > house, somebody had got hold of, "Surf's Up,"--and > was playing it over and over and raving about it. Meaning: "They played "Surf's Up" at a party I wasn't invited to." > I think Zenobia and I both wanted to get outside of > ourselves, and outside the thing we were dealing with > between the two of us, so we were ready to listen to > somebody else. I'll never forget what happened, once > we both started to focus on the new song our friends > were so insistent that we listen to: Meaning: "I have to resort to inflatable farm animals because no living creature will have anything to do with me." > When Brian sang, > > "I heard the word..." Meaning: "It wasn't actually the song, but someone saying 'I hear Bill's a turd'." > --it was like the two of us, Zenobia and me, both > got the word, and the word was "Give it another > chance." Later, we talked about that a lot, how > the message flowing into us through Brian's solo > was near perfect for where we needed desperately > to be at that moment in our lives. Meaning: "I found another inflatable sheep on sale." > The thing still astonishes me when I think of it--she > and I getting the word at the same time, and KNOWING we > were going to be together for quite a while. (Frankly, > I thought at the time it was "always," but things > didn't quite work out that way; I'm thankful for > that extra year we had, nonetheless.) Meaning: "It was made of puncture-resistant material." > Maybe when I think a little harder, I will be able > to put that night into words, but at this moment-- > no way. The thing is entwined among Zenobia, me, > and Brian singing, "Surf's Up." Meaning: "I very much enjoyed the new sheep." > I didn't feel like a "bot," then, let me tell you. Meaning: "I'm still dumber than a bag of hammers." > Later, Zenobia left, but before we said goodbye we > had both agreed that we had another good year together, > thanks to Brian's song. Meaning: "I make sure I deflate and clean the sheep regularly." > Later still, lots of things happened to me, and I turned > into the "The Flame Giant." That's a dimension I won't > get into here. That's something I can't believe > happened anyway, so let's pretend for a moment that > it didn't. Meaning: "My life was better before I opened my mouth on Usenet. Please leave me alone!" > I've got lots more to say about "THE Genius" Brian, > but that's about it for now. I look forward to reading > lots of good things by other Brian Wilson/Beach Boys fans-- > as well as sharing more of my feelings connected with > experiencing this superb music. Meaning: "Are there any moderated music newsgroups where I can't get flamed into the middle of next week?" > Thanks, Brian, for your part in "creating" > alt.genius.bill-palmer. Meaning: "There's someone you people can blame for this!"