Date: Fri, 24 Nov 2006 13:47:48 -0500
From: "Michael Walsh" <MJW at press.jhu.edu>
To: <WSFAlist at KeithLynch.net>
Subject: [WSFA] Re: Seasonal Greetings...
Reply-To: WSFA members <WSFAlist at KeithLynch.net>

> omni at omniphile.com 11/23/2006 4:09:49 PM >>>
>At 11/22/2006 03:30 PM, Michael Walsh wrote:
>>You'll need sound and video for this:  http://tinyurl.com/tftqd
>
>You'll also need Active-X enabled.

Really?  I'm just a non-geeky enduser, and I'm using FireFox... which I
thought was ActiveX free...

So, how do I tell if the version of FireFox I'm running is running
(allowing?) ActicveX.

And how does one know if a particular web page/site uses ActiveX?

>  For those not running in "screw-
>me"
>mode, what would we have seen?

As Mike Nelson noted, it's an oldie but goodie... and way, you would
heard was the National Lampoon rendition of:

Deteriorata

Go placidly amidst the noise and waste, and remember what comfort there
may be in owning a piece thereof. Avoid quiet and passive persons,
unless you are in need of sleep. Rotate your tires. Speak glowingly of
those greater than yourself; and heed well their advice, even though
they be turkeys. Know what to kiss - and when. Consider that two wrongs
never make a right, but that three do. Wherever possible, put people on
hold. Be comforted, that in the face of all irridity and
disillusionment, and despite the changing fortunes of time, there is
always a big future in computer maintenance.

You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
Whether you can hear it or not,
The universe is laughing behind your back.

Remember the Pueblo. Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle, and
mutilate. Know yourself. If you need help, call the FBI. Exercise
caution in your daily affairs, especially with those persons closest to
you... That lemon on your left, for instance. Be assured that a walk
through the seas of most souls would scarcely get your feet wet. Fall
not in love, therefore, it will stick to your face. Gracefully surrender
the things of youth: the birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan - and let not
the sands of time get in your lunch. Hire people with hooks. For a good
time, call 606-4311, ask for Ken. Take heart in the deepening gloom that
your dog is finally getting enough cheese. And reflect that whatever
misfortune may be your lot, it could only be worse in Milwaukee.

You are a fluke of the universe.
You have no right to be here.
Whether you can hear it or not,
The universe is laughing behind your back.

Therefore, make peace with your god, whatever you perceive him to be:
hairy thunderer or cosmic muffin. With all its hopes, dreams, promises,
and urban renewal, the world continues to deteriorate. GIVE UP!

mjw