Subject: Re: X-Day Video at Arisia
Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 10:30:30 GMT
From: firstname.lastname@example.org (Nathaniel Eliot (Excommunicated))
Organization: Illuminati Online
Newsgroups: alt.slack, alt.binaries.slack
References: 1 , 2
On 11 Jan 1999 13:39:00 GMT, Modemac <email@example.com> wrote:
>Friday Jones orgasmed:
>> Join the Mighty Reverend Modemac at the Westin Hotel (Room 1726, Copley
>> Place, Boston) at 2 pm this Saturday, January 9th, for a SubGenius
>> gathering of subtle and not-so-subtle delights.
>And a hearty thank you, one and all, to those who made the effort to get
>there. I daresay it was worth your while: Other than the crappy video,
>you got to browse the wares of a number of geek merchandisers, and eat
>chocolate as well. (I picked up Alan Moore's "1963" series there, myself
>- it's a hilarious tribute to the great Marvel comics of the 1960s. Hence
>the title of the series.)
FUCK FUCK MOTHERFUCKING SHIT! I HAVE NO SPINE, AND THE CON DOESN'T
NEED TO STEAL MY SLACK BECAUSE I HAVE IT RIGHT IN MY GRASP, AND I
TRADE IT AWAY JUST TO AVOID A LITTLE PAIN AND ANNOYANCE!
As of today, I am REVOKING my membership, until such time as I can
prove to myself that I am fucking worthy of it. Instead of doing what
needed to be done and just telling her (my kinda but not really ex)
that it really was over and I didn't want to be with her anymore, I
let my little cowardly dislike of hurting people get in the way. How
can I call myself Reverend, if I'm too squeamish to hurt a Pink who
has fucked me every way she can? Who has used me, taken me for
granted, treated me like a dishrag she can toss away and pick up again
whenever she wants? Who has forced parenthood, responsibility, a
crappy job and an apartment building I can't afford on me? Who has
stolen my future, stolen my Slack, and insulted my faith right to my
HOW CAN I CALL MYSELF YETI, WHEN I CAN SO EASILY BE ROPED IN BY THE
PLAINTIVE WHINE OF A PINK WHO HAS TOLD HERSELF SHE LOVES ME TO JUSTIFY
WHAT SHE DID AND DOES TO ME?
My soul is crying out to do the work of Dobbs upon this unholy planet,
and instead of grabbing some shit and heading for Boston, I spent the
day doing laundry and shopping. Instead of actually doing something
to organize the Yeti of the North, I have For a whole month I have
been putting off what should be done a day at a time, constantly
thinking of some reason why NOW isn't the right time.
So I have revoked my membership. I have excommunicated myself from
the Church, and my soul has been marked Pink for all the Yeti to see.
AND UNTIL I HAVE DEFEATED MY WEAKNESS AND REPENTED MY "NICENESS" SO
SHALL I REMAIN. AND IF THE X-ISTS COME, MAY JHVH-1 HAVE MERCY ON MY
SOUL, BECAUSE NEITHER THEY NOR I WILL.
Nathaniel Eliot The Former Reverend Imposter Eliot