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From: Chuck Simmons
Organization: You jest.
X-Mailer: Mozilla 4.61 [en] (X11; U; Linux 2.0.33 i586)
Subject: Re: Nazi Human Experimentation : 16 Ja 2003 - Pictures of My Radiation
Electrocution and Burns
Date: Sat, 18 Jan 2003 23:12:57 GMT
NNTP-Posting-Date: Sat, 18 Jan 2003 15:12:57 PST
> News2020 wrote:
> Here's the latest :
I woke up this morning unable to move my legs. I realize that something
must be wrong. I send messages to several friends and family. Two
friends carry me to a strange place. I am put in a bed and several
strangers paw over me me asking questions all the while. I am put into a
long cramped tube where I must remain for an hour and a half without
moving. There are strange noises. I am put back to bed. A foreigner
tells me he must do something to me. I am moved to a room with very
bright lights. A man near me mumbles something and then I wake up in
another room. I had not known I was falling asleep. I am very hungry but
they won't give me food. I am then put in a room where for nearly a week
I am awakened every couple of hours.
The foreigner has won an argument with others and I am moved to another
room. I am given a wheelchair to use. I wish to smoke but there is a
door that seems impossible to open between me and the elevators. This
must be some kind of torture. I find a way to open the door. I leave the
place to have a smoke. Soon I realize I must eat. Clever of them, for I
must return to my torture to get food. This is Kafkaesque.
The man who shares the room with me is finally moved out. He moans all
night keeping me awake. I am happy to see him go. With any luck, I will
be able to sleep tonight.
I have a new roommate. He leaves his TV on all night. Am I in a very bad
production of Sartre's "No Exit?"
I am moved to another room. My roommate is deaf and turns his TV up to
maximum volume. Did Pangloss ever suffer so?
I am allowed to go home at last. My brainwashing or whatever is
complete. I still can't walk but I don't care. Anything to get some
sleep. Home at last! How sweet it is.
What? Oh shit! The neighbors still haven't burned up their stereos. For
what crime is this penance? I feel like "K" in the last chapter. There
is no end.
OK, top that, twit.
... The times have been,
That, when the brains were out,
the man would die. ... Macbeth
Chuck Simmons email@example.com
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