Discussion in 'Amateur Radio News' started by AA7BQ, Jan 15, 2005.
Some just have overactive 'annoyance centers'...
The warm sun rises over the verdant land of Broadband Nirvana with digital services for every person, happiness in every home, a power pole on every foot of road. Trees sprout with tropical fruit basking in the warm sun and the warm rays of RF and EMF. As fruit sprouts from the trees so does techology sprout from the power pole, bristling with digital nourishment, ripe with possibilities.
The land was not always as warm and happy. Once the landscape was dotted with ugly antenna arrays belonging to trollish Amateur Radio Operators. The antenna arrays did not have the inherent natural beauty of the power pole. Antennas were made from nasty metal alloys instead of the natural beauty of wood poles, coated in the ecolological delight of fragrent creosote and possessing an abundant harvest of life giving digital sustenance.
Likewise the incubus of Broadband Nirvana was a group called the ARRL, corruptor of righteous data, liars and ne'r-do-wellers all. The situation was indeed dark. Data was being held by the throat by these ruffians and help was needed to free mankind from the Sword of Damocles. Thus the cry went out for a savior to Broadband Nirvana from those skeltering about with their lies and deceit. "What of our profits?" they asked. "How much will it cost to rid our land of these creatures?"
The call to arms was answered by a brilliant acedemic, design expert, cigar smoker, drinker of sherry, deliverer of young sheep. Armed with nothing but a rapier wit, a dictionary printed in 1883, two box tops from "Trojan", and a copy of "Me" Magazine, he set about his work of saving the world from the wrong headedness of common sense. Visions of unrestricted data flowing like expensive champagne, happy people able to order from HSN, visit dating services, and vote for the American Idol filled his large head and drove him to a climax of action.
Soon the world would be free of the unwashed! Men of intelligence and purpose would be free to single handedly surf the free speech of net pornography. Teens could "hook up" over the security of their hand held computers. Widows and orphans would be safe. And it came to pass that Broadband Nirvana was saved by the hero of academia and legend in his own mind. To commemorate that great day every year, all the data devices are shut off for 10 seconds so the people can reflect on their paradise. They turn their forehead tumor towerd the light of Nirvana and say, "Life is good...chip chip...cubby chubby...chip chip...shimmy shimmy".
It's ok Ron. We realize that every Frankenstein mush have his "Igor".
And sad that you apparently so poorly understand the wireless revolution.
AG4YO, Thank you for the best laugh that I have had in a while! The sad part, Chip, is that you are unable to see that a lot of people perceive you in exactly that light! Too bad you cannot chuckle, too- But for you, in your "disinterest", this is serious 'business', isn't it? Just my opinion, OM! 73 to all!
I did not make that connection. Get real.
I just think it's silly no matter who it refers to. There's nothing positive about ham radio wrt BPL in it. The sex stuff doesn't belong on this venue. Unless, of course, you expect some senator's or congressman's staffers to look at it while sizing up this 'ham radio thing'.
YO--you have an audience--it's OK to be sarcastic and witty (even at my expense), but do you need to be over-the-top obscene?
And, considering it's origin, I am not offended--if, by chance, that was the intent.
So if you (YO) wish to be silly to the world, then knock yourself out.
There is an interesting distinction to be made. People know I am being silly and I know it too. You are being silly and you're taking yourself seriously.
I am sitting here by a crackeling fire chewing my tobacco and drinking a light beer. My finely polished brass cuspidor reflects the dancing light of the fire. I am losing a game of "spit in the ocean" to my wife while my son polishes his silver nose ring and gold tongue stud. Life is good. I take this time to reflect on how my wonderful life was made possible by digital services. We have an exquisite oil on velvet painting of Elvis over the TV I got from the net. My daughter who is 20 met her future husband who is 35 on the internet 5 years ago. My wife has a set of fine wood TV trays we use when we have company over to the trailer. Who could ask for more?
A great piece of work. I'm still laughing. You've captured the key descriptors of the Broadband Nirvana-ite and rolled them up into quite a piece of work.
And, his subsequent stumbling adds to the hilarity.
I can't imagine how hilarious your story would be if the BN wasn't disinterested
I do not take myself seriously. You are confusing honesty with being overly-serious. If I was serious, then I wouldn't have introduced humor here--which is what I assume you were responding to.
Your fallback into obscenity is the issue. I don't see why you needed to do that, and therefore tarnish the whole topic, by doing so. Would you say this stuff on the ham bands? I wouldn't. 'What Would Hiram Do'-- (WWHD?)
That's why it's silly. Again, I don't care how silly you get satirizing anyone, as long as your intent is not defamation. I would --suggest-- you drop the oscene stuff.
How our host sees it is the issue.
I don't see defamation here--I see silliness.
Ha ha ha. DEFAMATION?? There you go again. Spouting threats in an attempt to silence a witty pundit.
Actually, they were more like 'hilariation'.
From what I've been hearing, that's a favorite word of yours, Chipper. (You can dish it out, but can't take it) What, too much nirvana?
Besides, your commenting 'style', as it is, is quite telling and self descriptive.