Subject: Re: Weapons Of Mass Stupidity
Date: Fri, 18 Jul 2003 10:25:41 -0700
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Of course you don't have to worry about the FBI, you are in their "sheep"
file. Personal opinion aside, do you think that the FBI should be
investigating people simply for reading left wing material? Seems to be a
bit of a waste of time and money to me, and maybe just a little bit
Did someone say that you were gay, or was your denial of being gay some sort
of guilty knee jerk reaction?
wrote in message
> You little liar. I don't half to worry about the FBI, because I AM AN
> I don't steal, nor deal in or take dope!
> What are you afraid they might find out about your background?
> I also am not some pervert, queer, nor fagot!
> If I were scared of the FBI, would I say that in this "politically
> You liberal nitwits are really too stupid to take for real.
> "Ethic" wrote in message
> > Careful : The FB-eye May Be Watching
> > Reading the wrong thing in public can get you in trouble
> > BY MARC SCHULTZ 07/17/03 :
> > (Creative Loafing) "The FBI is here", Mom tells me over the phone.
> > Immediately I can see my mom with her back to a couple of Matrix-
> > like figures in black suits and opaque sunglasses, her hand covering
> > the mouthpiece like Grace Kelly in Dial M for Murder. This must be
> > a joke, I think. But it's not, because Mom isn't that funny.
> > " The who ? " I say.
> > "Two FBI agents. They say you're not in trouble, they just want to talk.
> > They want to come to the store."
> > I work in a small, independent bookstore, and since it's a slow Tuesday
> > afternoon, I figure, "Sure." Someone I know must have gotten some
> > government work, I think; hadn't my consultant friend spoken recently
> > of getting rolled onto some government job ? Background check, I think,
> > interviewing acquaintances ... No big deal, right ?
> > Then, of course, I make a big deal about it in front of my co-workers.
> > "That was my mom," I tell them. "The FBI's coming for me."
> > They laugh; it's a good joke, especially when the FBI actually shows up.
> > They are not the bogeymen I had been expecting. They're dressed
> > casually, they speak familiarly, but they are big. The one in front
> > close to 7 feet, and you can tell his partner is built like a bulldog
> > his baggy shirt and shorts.
> > "You Marc Schultz ?" asks the tall one. He shows me his badge,
> > introduces himself as Special Agent Clay Trippi.
> > After assuring me that I'm not in trouble, he asks if there is
> > we can sit down and talk. We head back to Reference, where a table
> > and chairs are set up.
> > We sit down, and I'm again informed that I am not in trouble.
> > Then, Agent Trippi asks, "Do you drive a black Nissan Altima ?"
> > And I realize this meeting is not about a friend.
> > Despite their reassurances, and despite the fact that I haven't
> > committed any federal offenses (that I know of), I'm starting to feel a
> > bit like I'm in trouble.
> > They ask me if I was driving my car on Saturday, and I say, reasonably
> > sure, that I was. They ask me where I went, and I struggle for a moment
> > to remember Saturday. I make a lame joke about how the days run
> > together when you're underemployed. They smile politely.
> > Was I at work on Saturday ? I think so.
> > "Were you at the Caribou Coffee on Powers Ferry ?" asks Agent Trippi.
> > That's where I get my coffee before work, and so I tell him yes,
> > probably, just before remembering Saturday: Harry Potter day,
> > opening early, in at 8:30.
> > So I would have been at Caribou Coffee that Saturday, getting my
> > small coffee, room for cream. This information seems to please the
> > "Did you notice anything unusual, anyone worth commenting on ?"
> > OK, I think. It's the unusual guy they want, not me. I think hard,
> > wondering if it was Saturday I saw the guy in the really cool reclining
> > wheelchair, the guy who struck me as a potential James Bondian
> > supervillain, but no : That was Monday.
> > Then they ask if I carried anything into the shop -- and we're back to
> > My mind races. I think : a bomb ? A knife ? A balloon filled with
> > narcotics ? But no. I don't own any of those things. "Sunglasses," I
> > "Maybe my cell phone ?"
> > Not the right answer. I'm nervous now, wondering how I must look :
> > average, mid-20s, unassuming retail employee. What could I have
> > possibly been carrying ?
> > More :
> > http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article4135.htm
> > ------------------------------------------------------
> > 06.04.03 : Weapons Of Mass Stupidity
> > Fox News hits a new lowest common denominator
> > BY HAL CROWTHER It's the inviolable first rule of democracy that all
> > politicians will praise the wisdom of the people -- an effusive flattery
> > that intensifies when they ask "the people" to swallow something
> > exceptionally inedible. What the people never hear from anyone, or from
> > anyone with further ambitions, is the truth. If a public figure wishes
> > leave the stage forever, a sound strategy is to offer his fellow
> > candid and disparaging assessment of their intelligence.In the aftermath
> > the conquest of Iraq, as we awake to the bewildering possibility of a
> > States of Asia, the patriotic pageantry and premature gloating call to
> > an obsession that once gripped the great French novelist Gustave
> > (In my recklessness I ignore the halfwit embargo on all things French.)
> > Flaubert, according to W.G. Sebald, became convinced that his own work
> > his own brain had been infected by a national epidemic of stupidity, a
> > relentless tide of gullibility and muddled thinking which made him feel,
> > said, as if he were sinking into sand.
> > More :