What Do You Do?

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

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Under a very dark sky, filled with an overwhelming number of
little dots of light, a leopard lounges while watching a huge tree.
The big cat patiently takes time to clean itself. Perched upwind
on a shallow, overhanging crag, leopard licks its sharp fangs to
think of tasty dinner to follow.

The baobab tree is filled with a troop of baboons, who use the
tree as their nightly resting place. No rest for the monkeys this
night, however, because they all smell the leopard, and they all
know that death awaits... somebody. Noisy little baobab tree!

Just days before, a new leader was "elected" named Tonk. His
second he chose was Piper, and third on the pole became the
old leader, truly old Kince. Kince had stepped down because
Tonk had taken him in a fair fight. So amongst all the noise of
fearful babboonery, Tonk looked to Kince for counsel. The
solution was clear, and the only solution. The death cat must be
killed.

So the overwhelming sky spys two dark figures, Tonk and Piper,
silently working their way unseen, up the crag toward unseeing
death. Their attack is quick! and brutal. Piper had worked
her way up the low angle behind the leopard. Tonk had very
carefully crept up the steep part just below the cat's head.

When Piper is certain Tonk is in position, she leaps to the
leopard's spotted back and digs in her canines. Immediately,
the cat whirls around to grab Piper by the head and crunch
her skull. In an instant, Tonk is at the leopard's neck and
severing her jugular vein. A blink of an eye! and the cat comes
back around and *up* with her hind feet and claws to painly
disembowel the baboon king.

But she is too late, for Tonk's bite had been right on the mark.
The three shadowy figures sprawl dead or dying on the crag.
And a noisy baobab tree once again sleeps in peace.

Would you die for what you believe in? would you kill for it?

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happy days and...
starry starry nights!

--
Indelibly yours,
Paine http://www.savethechildren.org/
http://www.painellsworth.net

"Painius" wrote in message
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Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

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Under a very dark sky, filled with an overwhelming number of
little dots of light, a leopard lounges while watching a huge tree.
The big cat patiently takes time to clean itself. Perched upwind
on a shallow, overhanging crag, leopard licks its sharp fangs to
think of tasty dinner to follow.

The baobab tree is filled with a troop of baboons, who use the
tree as their nightly resting place. No rest for the monkeys this
night, however, because they all smell the leopard, and they all
know that death awaits... somebody. Noisy little baobab tree!

Just days before, a new leader was "elected" named Tonk. His
second he chose was Piper, and third on the pole became the
old leader, truly old Kince. Kince had stepped down because
Tonk had taken him in a fair fight. So amongst all the noise of
fearful babboonery, Tonk looked to Kince for counsel. The
solution was clear, and the only solution. The death cat must be
killed.

So the overwhelming sky spys two dark figures, Tonk and Piper,
silently working their way unseen, up the crag toward unseeing
death. Their attack is quick! and brutal. Piper had worked
her way up the low angle behind the leopard. Tonk had very
carefully crept up the steep part just below the cat's head.

When Piper is certain Tonk is in position, she leaps to the
leopard's spotted back and digs in her canines. Immediately,
the cat whirls around to grab Piper by the head and crunch
her skull. In an instant, Tonk is at the leopard's neck and
severing her jugular vein. A blink of an eye! and the cat comes
back around and *up* with her hind feet and claws to painly
disembowel the baboon king.

But she is too late, for Tonk's bite had been right on the mark.
The three shadowy figures sprawl dead or dying on the crag.
And a noisy baobab tree once again sleeps in peace.

Would you die for what you believe in? would you kill for it?

(from another post)
"So i've decided to continue discussing astronomy in my
favorite newsgroup."
- Painius -


So ... what the hell does this post have to do with astronomy???



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happy days and...
starry starry nights!

--
Indelibly yours,
Paine http://www.savethechildren.org/
http://www.painellsworth.net

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

"John Zinni" wrote...
in message .. .

"Painius" wrote in message
...

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

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Under a very dark sky, filled with an overwhelming number of
little dots of light, a leopard lounges while watching a huge tree.
The big cat patiently takes time to clean itself. Perched upwind
on a shallow, overhanging crag, leopard licks its sharp fangs to
think of tasty dinner to follow.

The baobab tree is filled with a troop of baboons, who use the
tree as their nightly resting place. No rest for the monkeys this
night, however, because they all smell the leopard, and they all
know that death awaits... somebody. Noisy little baobab tree!

Just days before, a new leader was "elected" named Tonk. His
second he chose was Piper, and third on the pole became the
old leader, truly old Kince. Kince had stepped down because
Tonk had taken him in a fair fight. So amongst all the noise of
fearful babboonery, Tonk looked to Kince for counsel. The
solution was clear, and the only solution. The death cat must be
killed.

So the overwhelming sky spys two dark figures, Tonk and Piper,
silently working their way unseen, up the crag toward unseeing
death. Their attack is quick! and brutal. Piper had worked
her way up the low angle behind the leopard. Tonk had very
carefully crept up the steep part just below the cat's head.

When Piper is certain Tonk is in position, she leaps to the
leopard's spotted back and digs in her canines. Immediately,
the cat whirls around to grab Piper by the head and crunch
her skull. In an instant, Tonk is at the leopard's neck and
severing her jugular vein. A blink of an eye! and the cat comes
back around and *up* with her hind feet and claws to painly
disembowel the baboon king.

But she is too late, for Tonk's bite had been right on the mark.
The three shadowy figures sprawl dead or dying on the crag.
And a noisy baobab tree once again sleeps in peace.

Would you die for what you believe in? would you kill for it?

(from another post)
"So i've decided to continue discussing astronomy in my
favorite newsgroup."
- Painius -


So ... what the hell does this post have to do with astronomy???

Try harder, John! and even if you *can't* see the connection
(now *that's* a surprise, innit), i also said in another post...

"I don't mind the occasional off-topic octopus post, or model
airplane post, or even the infrequent kook-chaser post. What
is wrong... is when the newsgroup is bombed by over 90%
bull**** posts . . ."

So go ahead, Zinni Machini, talk about your acne if you want.
(or was that OG?) Just please don't draw all the kooks over
from alt.teen.squeezedempimples, okay?

happy days and...
starry starry nights!

--
Indelibly yours,
Paine http://www.savethechildren.org/
http://www.painellsworth.net

"Painius" wrote in message
...
Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

"John Zinni" wrote...
in message .. .

"Painius" wrote in message
...

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

-----------------------------------------------

Under a very dark sky, filled with an overwhelming number of
little dots of light, a leopard lounges while watching a huge tree.
The big cat patiently takes time to clean itself. Perched upwind
on a shallow, overhanging crag, leopard licks its sharp fangs to
think of tasty dinner to follow.

The baobab tree is filled with a troop of baboons, who use the
tree as their nightly resting place. No rest for the monkeys this
night, however, because they all smell the leopard, and they all
know that death awaits... somebody. Noisy little baobab tree!

Just days before, a new leader was "elected" named Tonk. His
second he chose was Piper, and third on the pole became the
old leader, truly old Kince. Kince had stepped down because
Tonk had taken him in a fair fight. So amongst all the noise of
fearful babboonery, Tonk looked to Kince for counsel. The
solution was clear, and the only solution. The death cat must be
killed.

So the overwhelming sky spys two dark figures, Tonk and Piper,
silently working their way unseen, up the crag toward unseeing
death. Their attack is quick! and brutal. Piper had worked
her way up the low angle behind the leopard. Tonk had very
carefully crept up the steep part just below the cat's head.

When Piper is certain Tonk is in position, she leaps to the
leopard's spotted back and digs in her canines. Immediately,
the cat whirls around to grab Piper by the head and crunch
her skull. In an instant, Tonk is at the leopard's neck and
severing her jugular vein. A blink of an eye! and the cat comes
back around and *up* with her hind feet and claws to painly
disembowel the baboon king.

But she is too late, for Tonk's bite had been right on the mark.
The three shadowy figures sprawl dead or dying on the crag.
And a noisy baobab tree once again sleeps in peace.

Would you die for what you believe in? would you kill for it?

(from another post)
"So i've decided to continue discussing astronomy in my
favorite newsgroup."
- Painius -


So ... what the hell does this post have to do with astronomy???

Try harder, John! and even if you *can't* see the connection
(now *that's* a surprise, innit), i also said in another post...

"I don't mind the occasional off-topic octopus post, or model
airplane post, or even the infrequent kook-chaser post. What
is wrong... is when the newsgroup is bombed by over 90%
bull**** posts . . ."

So go ahead, Zinni Machini, talk about your acne if you want.
(or was that OG?) Just please don't draw all the kooks over
from alt.teen.squeezedempimples, okay?

Painius ... you're the idiot that's decided that a good way to get rid of
these morons is to respond to them.



happy days and...
starry starry nights!

--
Indelibly yours,
Paine http://www.savethechildren.org/
http://www.painellsworth.net

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

"John Zinni" wrote...
in message .. .

"Painius" wrote in message
...

Try harder, John! and even if you *can't* see the connection
(now *that's* a surprise, innit), i also said in another post...

"I don't mind the occasional off-topic octopus post, or model
airplane post, or even the infrequent kook-chaser post. What
is wrong... is when the newsgroup is bombed by over 90%
bull**** posts . . ."

So go ahead, Zinni Machini, talk about your acne if you want.
(or was that OG?) Just please don't draw all the kooks over
from alt.teen.squeezedempimples, okay?

Painius ... you're the idiot that's decided that a good way to get rid of
these morons is to respond to them.

You're jealous, aren't you, John. That's it! isn't it! I haven't
been giving you enough attention these days, that's true. But
i've been pretty busy, lately. I do still luv you like a brother,
though, so...

happy days and...
starry starry nights!

--
Seeing through my telescope,
With the skies I can elope,
Clean my lenses, check the slope,
Skies may be our only hope.

Indelibly yours,
Paine http://www.savethechildren.org/
http://www.painellsworth.net

Painius wrote:

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

"John Zinni" wrote...
in message .. .

"Painius" wrote in message
...

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

-----------------------------------------------

Under a very dark sky, filled with an overwhelming number of
little dots of light, a leopard lounges while watching a huge tree.
The big cat patiently takes time to clean itself. Perched upwind
on a shallow, overhanging crag, leopard licks its sharp fangs to
think of tasty dinner to follow.

The baobab tree is filled with a troop of baboons, who use the
tree as their nightly resting place. No rest for the monkeys this
night, however, because they all smell the leopard, and they all
know that death awaits... somebody. Noisy little baobab tree!

Just days before, a new leader was "elected" named Tonk. His
second he chose was Piper, and third on the pole became the
old leader, truly old Kince. Kince had stepped down because
Tonk had taken him in a fair fight. So amongst all the noise of
fearful babboonery, Tonk looked to Kince for counsel. The
solution was clear, and the only solution. The death cat must be
killed.

So the overwhelming sky spys two dark figures, Tonk and Piper,
silently working their way unseen, up the crag toward unseeing
death. Their attack is quick! and brutal. Piper had worked
her way up the low angle behind the leopard. Tonk had very
carefully crept up the steep part just below the cat's head.

When Piper is certain Tonk is in position, she leaps to the
leopard's spotted back and digs in her canines. Immediately,
the cat whirls around to grab Piper by the head and crunch
her skull. In an instant, Tonk is at the leopard's neck and
severing her jugular vein. A blink of an eye! and the cat comes
back around and *up* with her hind feet and claws to painly
disembowel the baboon king.

But she is too late, for Tonk's bite had been right on the mark.
The three shadowy figures sprawl dead or dying on the crag.
And a noisy baobab tree once again sleeps in peace.

Would you die for what you believe in? would you kill for it?

(from another post)
"So i've decided to continue discussing astronomy in my
favorite newsgroup."
- Painius -


So ... what the hell does this post have to do with astronomy???

Try harder, John! and even if you *can't* see the connection
(now *that's* a surprise, innit), i also said in another post...

"I don't mind the occasional off-topic octopus post, or model
airplane post, or even the infrequent kook-chaser post. What
is wrong... is when the newsgroup is bombed by over 90%
bull**** posts . . ."

So go ahead, Zinni Machini, talk about your acne if you want.
(or was that OG?) Just please don't draw all the kooks over
from alt.teen.squeezedempimples, okay?

So astronomers don't make the cut for the alt.astronomy Approved
Posters List. No surprise here, really.

--
Official Associate AFA-B Vote Rustler
Official Overseer of Kooks and Saucerheads in alt.astronomy
Official Agent of Deception
Co-Winner, alt.(f)lame Worst Flame War, December 2005

"Causation of gravity is missing frame field always attempting
renormalization back to base memory of equalized uniform momentum."
-- nightbat the saucerhead-in-chief

Db the pit yorkie, expanding his intellect to even greater horizons,
yip-yapped thusly (with obligatory multiple question marks):

So ... what the hell does this post have
to do with astronomy???

Heh. So db has staked his position clearly in the maggots' camp. :-)
oc

Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

"Bill Sheppard" wrote in message...
...

Db the pit yorkie, expanding his intellect to even greater horizons,
yip-yapped thusly (with obligatory multiple question marks):

So ... what the hell does this post have
to do with astronomy???

Heh. So db has staked his position clearly in the maggots' camp. :-)
oc

Yeah, shocking innit? The Zeen Machine is fullo surprises.

Or was it he's fullo somethin' else? brown, smelly and
fertilizing?

happy days and...
starry starry nights!

--
Seeing through my telescope,
With the skies I can elope,
Clean my lenses, check the slope,
Skies may be our only hope.

Indelibly yours,
Paine http://www.savethechildren.org/
http://www.painellsworth.net

Painius wrote:

"Bill Sheppard" wrote in message...
...

Db the pit yorkie, expanding his intellect to even greater horizons,
yip-yapped thusly (with obligatory multiple question marks):

So ... what the hell does this post have
to do with astronomy???

Heh. So db has staked his position clearly in the maggots' camp. :-)
oc

Yeah, shocking innit? The Zeen Machine is fullo surprises.

Or was it he's fullo somethin' else? brown, smelly and
fertilizing?

Translation: John Zinni has poked so many holes in the saucerheads'
kooky ideas that all they respond with are ad hominem lames.

--
Official Associate AFA-B Vote Rustler
Official Overseer of Kooks and Saucerheads in alt.astronomy
Official Agent of Deception
Co-Winner, alt.(f)lame Worst Flame War, December 2005

"Causation of gravity is missing frame field always attempting
renormalization back to base memory of equalized uniform momentum."
-- nightbat the saucerhead-in-chief

"Painius" wrote in message
...
Alt.astronomy is dead -- LONG LIVE ALT.ASTRONOMY

-----------------------------------------------

Under a very dark sky, filled with an overwhelming number of
little dots of light, a leopard lounges while watching a huge tree.
The big cat patiently takes time to clean itself. Perched upwind
on a shallow, overhanging crag, leopard licks its sharp fangs to
think of tasty dinner to follow.

The baobab tree is filled with a troop of baboons, who use the
tree as their nightly resting place. No rest for the monkeys this
night, however, because they all smell the leopard, and they all
know that death awaits... somebody. Noisy little baobab tree!

Just days before, a new leader was "elected" named Tonk. His
second he chose was Piper, and third on the pole became the
old leader, truly old Kince. Kince had stepped down because
Tonk had taken him in a fair fight. So amongst all the noise of
fearful babboonery, Tonk looked to Kince for counsel. The
solution was clear, and the only solution. The death cat must be
killed.

So the overwhelming sky spys two dark figures, Tonk and Piper,
silently working their way unseen, up the crag toward unseeing
death. Their attack is quick! and brutal. Piper had worked
her way up the low angle behind the leopard. Tonk had very
carefully crept up the steep part just below the cat's head.

When Piper is certain Tonk is in position, she leaps to the
leopard's spotted back and digs in her canines. Immediately,
the cat whirls around to grab Piper by the head and crunch
her skull. In an instant, Tonk is at the leopard's neck and
severing her jugular vein. A blink of an eye! and the cat comes
back around and *up* with her hind feet and claws to painly
disembowel the baboon king.

But she is too late, for Tonk's bite had been right on the mark.
The three shadowy figures sprawl dead or dying on the crag.
And a noisy baobab tree once again sleeps in peace.

Would you die for what you believe in? would you kill for it?

Is Art Deco the "baboon king"?