sci.astro

So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.

"The moon is hollow" you bellow in print
"And no man has ever been there" -
"Martian marbles are really round hermit crabs"
but nobody seems to really care.

"PlanetX is coming, it'll be here soon!"
you shout in CAPS all day
"And coal holds human bones and flesh",
but they only tell you 'Go away!'

You post digests of things they say
and lists of those you now hate
You cut and paste at a furious pace
on rumors, fables and matters of state.

"I want the data, they won't give it to me"
You moan and groan in pages long,
Who cares who 'they' are, you're just angry that all
and that's simply your most favorite song.

"I'm not a KoOk" you angrily cry,
as your online fist you pound
But no one agrees, theres no one there
but your computers whispering sound.

"I'll teach you all" again you scream
"I'll spam the group night and day"
But in the end, there'll be little proof,
That they came and carried you away.

You change your nym with each new post
Your remailer is without a peer,
But your neatly spaced, block style print,
Proclaims you too are somewhat queer.

So I advise, be merciful
when you fill this group with drool
You'd understand the group's names import
If only you'd finished school.

O'

On Tue, 24 Feb 2004 23:39:27 GMT, "OhBrother"
wrote:

So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.

"The moon is hollow" you bellow in print
"And no man has ever been there" -
"Martian marbles are really round hermit crabs"
but nobody seems to really care.

"PlanetX is coming, it'll be here soon!"
you shout in CAPS all day
"And coal holds human bones and flesh",
but they only tell you 'Go away!'

You post digests of things they say
and lists of those you now hate
You cut and paste at a furious pace
on rumors, fables and matters of state.

"I want the data, they won't give it to me"
You moan and groan in pages long,
Who cares who 'they' are, you're just angry that all
and that's simply your most favorite song.

"I'm not a KoOk" you angrily cry,
as your online fist you pound
But no one agrees, theres no one there
but your computers whispering sound.

"I'll teach you all" again you scream
"I'll spam the group night and day"
But in the end, there'll be little proof,
That they came and carried you away.

You change your nym with each new post
Your remailer is without a peer,
But your neatly spaced, block style print,
Proclaims you too are somewhat queer.

So I advise, be merciful
when you fill this group with drool
You'd understand the group's names import
If only you'd finished school.

O'




Love it.

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In article , OhBrother
wrote:

So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.

"The moon is hollow" you bellow in print
"And no man has ever been there" -
"Martian marbles are really round hermit crabs"
but nobody seems to really care.

"PlanetX is coming, it'll be here soon!"
you shout in CAPS all day
"And coal holds human bones and flesh",
but they only tell you 'Go away!'

You post digests of things they say
and lists of those you now hate
You cut and paste at a furious pace
on rumors, fables and matters of state.

"I want the data, they won't give it to me"
You moan and groan in pages long,
Who cares who 'they' are, you're just angry that all
and that's simply your most favorite song.

"I'm not a KoOk" you angrily cry,
as your online fist you pound
But no one agrees, theres no one there
but your computers whispering sound.

"I'll teach you all" again you scream
"I'll spam the group night and day"
But in the end, there'll be little proof,
That they came and carried you away.

You change your nym with each new post
Your remailer is without a peer,
But your neatly spaced, block style print,
Proclaims you too are somewhat queer.

So I advise, be merciful
when you fill this group with drool
You'd understand the group's names import
If only you'd finished school.

O'

I concur with the contents of this poast.


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"OhBrother" wrote in
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So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.

"The moon is hollow" you bellow in print
"And no man has ever been there" -
"Martian marbles are really round hermit crabs"
but nobody seems to really care.

"PlanetX is coming, it'll be here soon!"
you shout in CAPS all day
"And coal holds human bones and flesh",
but they only tell you 'Go away!'

You post digests of things they say
and lists of those you now hate
You cut and paste at a furious pace
on rumors, fables and matters of state.

"I want the data, they won't give it to me"
You moan and groan in pages long,
Who cares who 'they' are, you're just angry that all
and that's simply your most favorite song.

"I'm not a KoOk" you angrily cry,
as your online fist you pound
But no one agrees, theres no one there
but your computers whispering sound.

"I'll teach you all" again you scream
"I'll spam the group night and day"
But in the end, there'll be little proof,
That they came and carried you away.

You change your nym with each new post
Your remailer is without a peer,
But your neatly spaced, block style print,
Proclaims you too are somewhat queer.

So I advise, be merciful
when you fill this group with drool
You'd understand the group's names import
If only you'd finished school.

O'




Post of the month!

Llanzlan

I gotta put one in too:

WEARY OF "THEORIES"

There are some posters out there
who feel the need to formulate
their own elaborate theories
about the heavens and their fate.

Now speculation's helpful
in spawning new concepts,
but these poor souls go WAY past that
when they cook up their precepts.

It wouldn't be so bad, you know
if they kept things real low-key,
but they insist on churning out
lengthy works for all to see.

Their knowledge of the sciences
is often minimal at best.
From that weak base, they spin long yarns,
and make themselves a pest.

They often don't have the patience
for learning physics, and the math.
Instead, they concoct "inner" truths
in place of logic, which they lack.

They often use what math they know
to cobble up crank linkings,
or rambling numerology
to back up their false thinking.

They spout out much confusion,
running counter to known laws
of Physics and Astronomy.
They spew forth much with flaws.

They fling their stuff throughout Usenet
to newsgroups well off-topic,
to get attention for themselves
from posts unwanted and myopic.

They get the goat of many
who respond to all their stuff,
and gain desired attention
from those who shout "ENOUGH!"

Some jump on readers who dare to hint
that their ideas lack some truth,
and fire back long derisive flames,
pouring more garbage down the chute.

They mislead the rank beginner
and drive professor-types insane,
and all the while they relish
in their wonderous new-found fame.

They clutter up the newsgroups
with their theories, oh so flawed,
but if you argue with them
you just help them in their cause.

So stick to just the cold hard facts
and do not engage these fools.
As time goes on, they should then fade
and prove that knowledge rules!

D. Knisely

OhBrother writes:

So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.

You left out a stanza about those who post poetry to newsgroups
that aren't about poetry.

On Wed, 25 Feb 2004 00:23:55 -0600, David Knisely wrote:

I gotta put one in too:

WEARY OF "THEORIES"

There are some posters out there
who feel the need to formulate
their own elaborate theories
about the heavens and their fate.

Now speculation's helpful
in spawning new concepts,
but these poor souls go WAY past that
when they cook up their precepts.

It wouldn't be so bad, you know
if they kept things real low-key,
but they insist on churning out
lengthy works for all to see.

Their knowledge of the sciences
is often minimal at best.
From that weak base, they spin long yarns,
and make themselves a pest.

They often don't have the patience
for learning physics, and the math.
Instead, they concoct "inner" truths
in place of logic, which they lack.

They often use what math they know
to cobble up crank linkings,
or rambling numerology
to back up their false thinking.

They spout out much confusion,
running counter to known laws
of Physics and Astronomy.
They spew forth much with flaws.

They fling their stuff throughout Usenet
to newsgroups well off-topic,
to get attention for themselves
from posts unwanted and myopic.

They get the goat of many
who respond to all their stuff,
and gain desired attention
from those who shout "ENOUGH!"

Some jump on readers who dare to hint
that their ideas lack some truth,
and fire back long derisive flames,
pouring more garbage down the chute.

They mislead the rank beginner
and drive professor-types insane,
and all the while they relish
in their wonderous new-found fame.

They clutter up the newsgroups
with their theories, oh so flawed,
but if you argue with them
you just help them in their cause.

So stick to just the cold hard facts
and do not engage these fools.
As time goes on, they should then fade
and prove that knowledge rules!

D. Knisely

Nicely done, I agree!

O'

On Wed, 25 Feb 2004 10:43:34 GMT, wrote:

OhBrother writes:

So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.

You left out a stanza about those who post poetry to newsgroups
that aren't about poetry.


Still ****ing up a rope, I see.





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wrote:
OhBrother writes:


So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.


You left out a stanza about those who post poetry to newsgroups
that aren't about poetry.


Dave,

It's not about prose either, yet most of the posts are in
English prose. The point is communication. You got communicated
to. Now you're communicating back. See? It worked.

Tom McDonald

Tom McDonald writes:

OhBrother writes:

So you got yourself a computer,
and you l'arned yourself to type,
You found yourself a special cause,
and "truth" you love to hype.

You left out a stanza about those who post poetry to newsgroups
that aren't about poetry.

It's not about prose either, yet most of the posts are in
English prose. The point is communication.

Communication about the subject of astronomy, which isn't what
OhBrother was talking about, McDonald.

You got communicated
to. Now you're communicating back. See? It worked.

Not the way it's supposed to, McDonald. You see, communication can
take place in any newsgroup. Which do you pick? One with an
appropriate topic. Or do you go to an auto parts store and start
complaining about those who show up looking for Kellogg's Frosted
Flakes?