[GreenKeys] Re: failure notice - Epilog

[George B. Hutchison]

Gil - - -

I think I can speak for the majority of the GreenKeys crowd and tell 
you "OK, you made a mistake and got a bit testy. I do believe that 
the GreenKeys group does indeed forgive you for whatever horrible 
infraction(s) of decorum you have perpetrated. It is now time to use 
the mistake as a platform from which to learn and go on, as opposed 
to creating some manner of altar upon which you will be slaughtered 
and thrown to the dragons, maggots, and other flesh-eating creatures 
inhabiting the vile pit below."

It would be so pleasant to have a world wherein one could stumble a 
bit without losing pride or face in the eyes of others.

It seems the world is loaded with little vending machines  whereat 
one can purchase a genuine "First Stone", good for generating a locus 
upon which others may cast their less qualified but equally 
condemning stones.

Now, had you made uncomplimentary comments towards the Koran, The 
Kama Sutra, or The Farmer's Almanac, I could comprehend great 
torrents of ill-will dutifully cascading  down uponst your 
self-generated vile unworthiness.

I am certain that there are major brotherhoods of individuals decked 
out in turbans and brandishing machetes, or perhaps oriental fellows 
garbed in magnificent silk robes with keenly-honed Samaurai blades, 
or even Ma and Pa Kettle armed with newly-purchased Tru-Temper Hay 
Forks amassing their combined might into a chartered Greyhound Bus 
barreling their way through the storms and the dark of night heading 
for Arizona intent on chopping, slicing, and skewering your sorry 
backside in order to see that you are painfully aware of how hurt 
their feelings really are.

I guess I am really fortunate in that I do not have to unsubscribe in 
order to take machines to the dump. Don House and I  at one time when 
he lived at his resort in California had a trailer we in which piled 
with all manner of teletype machinery and paraphernalia which was 
destined for the dump.

I held up a TM11-352 in my left hand and raised my right hand and 
told Don to put his his left hand on the book and to raise his right 
hand, and to repeat the following oath:

I, Don Robert House
Do hereby Solemnly swear,
That the contents of the trailer beside me
Are absolutely useless and unworthy of retention.

I know of no Rice Guy (at the time)
With Wire Brush and elbow grease
Capable of Breathing Life into the
Remains of the downtrodden carcasses
Placed so lovingly in the Trailer of Doom.

I hereby also commit my mind and soul
To faithfully remain Subscribed to GreenKeys,
And to weather the pressures of the internet Forever,
NO MATTER WHAT!!!

So help me Kleinschmidt.

Don was openly weeping as he slowly edged the trailer from his garage 
to the highway below. I don't know if the tears were brought on by 
the demise of the equipment or if it was because he was frying the 
brakes of his truck as he went down the hill, but they were real, 
crocodile-style tears.

Gil - Keep up the good work. The unwashed for the most part know 
little of the mess that the internet has become. Al Waller id doing a 
damned fine job keeping QTH.net as clean as it is. It drives you and 
the other moderators nuts, I am sure.

It took eight days before SORBS and Spamhaus released by e-mail to 
once again function, after someone spoofed my IP and ran spam through 
it.

George - W7TTY