You have to know a bit about what's been going on in scruz.general to understand the following. There has been a 4 year long running flame war around Dean Stark (JR Dean) in scruz.general. The attackers are know as "peevers" after alt.peeves. I'm known to be a werewolf. I recently suggested that Dean write a book on the subject of internet harrassment. I suggested a soap opera and Piltdown Place as a suitable title. This is my start on the book. I think you might find some of the story line interesting. ============================================================= It's the summer of 2005. We are in the library of the palatial summer retreat of Jeffl, the fabulously wealthy abacus and slide rule baron. The servants have left for the weekend and he is alone. He reaches for the hidden lever that opens the door to the secret computer room, and stops realizing that he is about to commit a capital offense. No matter, for this is a special occassion; the 10th aniversary of the worlds longest running and most famous flame war. While the rest of the planet had criminalized computing and destroyed all working computers after the "Crash of Year 2000" in the "Smash of 2001", Jeffl has secretly constructed a working Clone Class computer running the banned software Windoze 99. Assembled from illicit underground wafer fab and board dealers, this machine is an authentic reproduction of the ones destroyed in the "Smash of 2001" and may well be the last of its kind. For those not familiar with the events, on Jan 1, 2000, all the computers in the world went insane. The problem was anticipated, but not the severity. Everything from digital watches to mainframe computers gave wrong answers. At first, the programmers furiously attempted to repair the damage, but after a year, very little progress was made. Fortunes were made and lost on no better basis than errors in date arithmetic. The jails were emptied of criminals because their computed terms went negative. The IRS gave away the entire treasury in miscalculated refunds. It was horrible. After a year of no progress, the users (victims) took matters into their hands. Behind the cry of "SIMPLIFY!" came the ax wielding mobs of computer smashers. The "Smash of 2001" was on. Everything from alarm clocks to mainframes were destroyed by the mobs. Computers in any form were banned and added to the controlled substance list. Programmers were rounded up and sent to re-education camps. Any revival of computing was barred by the simple expedient of banning all acronyms, without which computing cannot survive. Things settled down after the lynching of President Gates. Although technology was forced to take a giant step backwards, human labour suddenly became a desireable and even a valuable commodity. After order was restored, Don Fong, the newly elected Secretary of Progress, decided that limited computing would be allowed. The abacus and the slide rule were deemed acceptable. Jeffl had anticipated such a move and arose as the major manufacture of mechanical computing engines after the competitors were mysteriously attacked by what appeared to be wild dogs. Sitting comfortably before the machine in a highly illegal ergonomic computer chair, Jeffl notes to his satisfaction that Windoze 99 and Internet Explorer 99 patch level 62, has finally finished booting. It was wise to have the machine startup several hours earlier. Wolfa whines as she goes to sleep in a corner. It's going to be a long night. A smile appears as he starts up the newsreader and selects scruz.general. It's the 10th anniversary of the worlds longest running flame war and all the regulars will be online. But, a sigh is heard as he recollects the fate of those lost in the "Smash of 2001". Gary Johnson and John Pierce were judged compulsive programmers and immolated over a flaming mound of C++ manuals. Heather Madrone was successfully re-educated by her kids and now heads a back-to-nature cult as a natural deity representative. Tim May held off the police at gunpoint until his homemade nuclear device accidentally vaporized most of Corralitos. Steve Premo passed his bar just in time to join his fellow attorneys in the Siberian camps. Don Fong is of course now Secretary of Progress (and won't do anything because we can prove that he engages in clandestine programming). It was sad to lose them all. Let the flame war begin! JR Dean> Someone just phoned me pretending to be a encyclopedia sales person. He was most obnoxious and wouldn't go away. This kind of harrassment and stalking must end. Which one of you peevers did it this time? Geoff M> What's your problem Dean? You sure have a thin skin. Any kind of a problem and you blame us. You're useless. Johnmann1> ... fucking, worthless, scum bag, disgusting, mass of recycled manure reeking to hell and down to the miasmic quagmire... Anon> Is this thread still going after 10 years? Nobody cares. Steiny> I have a solution. While speaking at a forum for displaced programmers, I ran into the esteemed Director of Simplification, who introduced me to his 2nd assistant, who knows Secretary Fong's personal advisor on reactionary ... Jeff L> It must be a conspiracy. That reminds me of a totally unrelated funny story... Vinnie J> Hey Dean. If I wanted to bug you, I would have done more than just ring your bell. Maybe I would have ridden my hog through your house. I'm really a nice person, but if you don't believe it, I'll smash your face in. Erik M. F.> Dean, you probably phoned yourself just to get attention. Harrison P.> Did you hear that Dean was denounced as a practicing programmer by his ex-ladyfriend and got off by pleading that he never wrote any code that actually worked? Johnmann1> ...slobbering, puking, swine of mixed simian ancestory. Just because public swearing is outlawed doesn't mean I can't... JR Dean> That's a lie. It's all a lie. That was finished long ago. The Simplification Police raided my place only to find some old green-bar paper that I was using for scratch paper. There was no bust. Just ask the sherriff. Glen A> Did any of this really happen? Kenji D> Much Charlie Chan movies. I learn English soon. Mel P> Maybe if we all get together again, we could settle... Steiny> ... who's neighbors brother-in-law's gardner, knows... Johnmann1> ...putrified mass of unrecognizable decomposing, filthy, used plastic products, resembling phallic symbols, while performing... And so it goes. Nothing has changed in the last 10 years. The planets move, the world turns, and the scruz.general flame war continues. It seem inevitable that computing will eventually rise from the ashes. When it happens, mankind will be better prepared to control the monster and not let it run him instead. Then, the decendents of the peevers will be ready to pick up where their ancestors left off.