From: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org (deltagreen-digest) To: deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Subject: deltagreen-digest V2 #22 Reply-To: Delta Green List Sender: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Errors-To: owner-deltagreen-digest@nocturne.org Precedence: bulk deltagreen-digest Thursday, August 5 1999 Volume 02 : Number 022 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 4 Aug 1999 16:08:07 -0400 From: BRUCE BALLON Subject: Re: DG: Reefer Madness! -Reply -Reply -Reply The other problem with drug tests are the frequency of use. Even the most elaborate clinical trails I've read up on always admit a limitiation to the study is that they have to rely on self-reports of use, even tho' they use drug screens. Why? Most tests will give false negatives. Plus clever patients know alot of tricks of screwing up the tests as well (i.e. add a little soap...whammo all the acidic compunds are nullified)... If the testing is done on a regular basis, then it is even easier to fool. Most street dugs are eliminated from the system within 24-48 hours max. One significant one that stays alot longer is THC. However, as others mentioned before, the quality of the drug testing willd etermine if things are picked up after all the rest of the stuff is taken into consideration. As for poppyseeds, its almost the same story as 'my friend was smoking pot...I inhaled it... so if my screen comes back pos, thats what it must be!' Anyone who can eat enough poppyseeds to create a + opiate on a screen likely has some other psychiatric problem (Poppyseedophilia -1d8 SAN). Bruce >>> Phil A Posehn 08/04/99 02:01pm >>> On the topic of false positives, I am not sure about the whole poppy seed thing either. I would not be surprised though if someone who ate salads almost exclusively as a weight loss measure received a false positive since lettuse hearts contain a chemical similar to opiates. The problem with the whole compulsory drug testing thing , (besides the entrance of the government into our urinary tracts) is that contracts tend to go to the low bidder insuring that the cheapest, least reliable test will be used by your prospective employer. Robert Anton Wilson called the compulsory urine test the holy communion of the church of the war on drugs. Phil Posehn ___________________________________________________________________ Get the Internet just the way you want it. Free software, free e-mail, and free Internet access for a month! Try Juno Web: http://dl.www.juno.com/dynoget/tagj. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 4 Aug 1999 16:05:05 EDT From: USFORREC1@aol.com Subject: Bible Code (was Re: DG: Revisionism) In a message dated 8/4/99 10:45:52 AM Eastern Daylight Time, becole@juno.com writes: << Yet another idea involves a radical transliteration of the ideas presented in "The Bible Code" by .....damn, can't think of the author. Basically, he enlists a mathmetician's aid to create a algorithim that goes through the Hebrew bible and not only confirms past events, but predicts future ones (although don't be fooled, they aren't going to tell you anything juicy). So, let's say that PC in your group, who is a mathmetician, is getting tired of balancing the team's budget and fudging the books so that slush money looks like it never existed in that offshore account, let him get a computer, maybe an online copy of Ye Book of Ye Liveliest Awfulness, and go to town. Would someone have thought to put a code into one of those damned tomes? Is so, what could it possibly say? Formulae, magic spells, ingrediants for "drugs" or potions? Maybe map coordinates for all kinds of "fun" locations? Inquiring minds want to know. >> Well here's two examples of this that we used in our campaign. After the Bible Code came out (which I'm familiar with but haven't read personally, yet) I incorporated the idea into Al-Azif. There was a similar code hidden underneath the rambling allegory of the book that contained both a less sanitized version of the truth and additional spells. It was hidden behind a strange mathematics code (I'd share it with you all but then you would be mad...actually I abstracted it because I'm no mathematician :) ). The code was there for "proper" mythos wizards and scholars of the book to uncover while the rest of the masses had to do with the "pretty" version (as if that wasn't enough). This version contained, in addition to spells, revelations about the mythos, dates and prophecies of the Endtimes and so on and was even more damaging to SAN (like the Gothic Necronomicon). A DG friendly was working on this for awhile and passing it back to the PC's Cell. The translations they got acted as scenario lead-ins here and there and several times at the end of a scenario, there was a further translation of how the players actions (victorious or not) was already foretold and still played into the coming Endtimes. Eventually, the friendly was taken by other forces and the agents still haven't fond another to take up the work. The other idea which has a recurring theme in our campaign is that the Bible is actually a mythos book obscurring the truth in parables (idea was borrowed from the Strange bible from TUO, the author escapes me at the moment...sorry). This is one of the foundations of my personal Vatican branch of DG and they have a copy of the real work and the truths it presents. - -Dave K ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 4 Aug 1999 16:29:13 -0400 From: "Jimmie Bise, Jr." Subject: DG: Re: [fiction] Chasing the Bride (part 1) > So here it is, kids. > Part two coming real soon. > Pardon spelling errors and grammar fluctuations - I've been working at this > one late at night. > Damn!! Good Stuff Davide...keep it coming and don't spare the atmosphere! - -Jimmie ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 4 Aug 1999 16:40:39 -0400 From: graemep@immagene.mcg.edu (Graeme Price) Subject: DG: Kenyan DG-Equivalent? Just found the article (starting with the text clipped below), courtesy of Auntie. Well worth a look, I feel. "A presidential inquiry has concluded that devil worship is commonplace in Kenya and has recommended establishing a special police force to investigate crimes of the occult." The URL is: http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/world/africa/newsid_412000/412011.stm Later Graeme graemep@immag.mcg.edu ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 04 Aug 1999 16:45:21 -0500 From: "R.M. Dukes" Subject: Re: DG: Adios A-migo peginc.com You can order it from there. Mike Dukes BRUCE BALLON wrote: > Sorry to bother the list with this, but some of you mentioned a while back > the Deadlands/Cthulhu crossover, Adios A-migo. > > Where can I find it? > > Sorry for waste of band-width. To not clutter up the list more, if anyone > knows, please e-mail me off-list. > > Thanks, > Bruce ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 04 Aug 1999 21:04:38 -0400 From: David Paul Subject: DG: "Iko Iko" and Mardi Gras A while back, someone asked about possible mythos references in the Warren Zevon song "Iko Iko." Well, first of all, Warren didn't write it: It's a traditional Mardi Gras song from New Orleans. The references to "flag boys" and "indians" relate to the unusual phenomenon of the Mardi Gras Indians. For those who don't know, Mardi Gras is the last day of Carnival, the mammoth festival that takes place before Lent. New Orleans goes for Mardi Gras in a big way. The festival is best known for its extravagent parades, put on by semi-secret organizations known as "Krewes," the most important of which is the Krewe of Rex. Until fairly recently, all of the Krewes (with the exception of the all-black Zulus) were composed of high society white folks. By contrast, the Indians were black youths who would dress up in elaborate feather costumes and go around carousing. When they ran into another group of Indians, they'd send out their flag boy (who carried the "tribe"'s banner) to warn the others off. If negotiations didn't work out, the two tribes would beat the crap out of each other. Sometimes they even carried spears. Things are considerably more sedate these days, and the Indians are now just another Krewe. Several Krewes, actually -- some of the most important "tribes" being the Little Red, White and Blues; the Yellow Pocahontas; and the Wild Tchapatoulas. I know quite a bit about New Orleans culture -- I was born there, and my grandmother was Queen of Rex in '48. There's a lot more detail about this kind of stuff -- including something called the Temple of Innocent Blood -- in the fabulous but severely outdated _Gumbo Ya-Ya,_ by Lyle Saxon. Anyone who can't find at least a few adventure seeds in this book should go back to AD&D. - -- David Paul janus@ioa.com - ------------------------------------ The pure at heart may sleep better, but sinners enjoy their waking hours much more. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 05 Aug 1999 01:32:01 -0400 From: Daniel Harms Subject: Re: DG: Kenyan DG-Equivalent? At 04:40 PM 8/4/99 -0400, David wrote: >Just found the article (starting with the text clipped below), courtesy of >Auntie. Well worth a look, I feel. >"A presidential inquiry has concluded that devil worship is commonplace in >Kenya and has recommended establishing a special police force to >investigate crimes of the occult." >The URL is: >http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/world/africa/newsid_412000/412011.stm And a link I found from that story: Burnt churches and missing body parts: A bizarre murder case involving teenage members of a Satanist cult, is making sensational headlines in Finland. http://news.bbc.co.uk/hi/english/world/europe/newsid_252000/252443.stm Daniel Harms dmharms@acsu.buffalo.edu "I had come frighteningly near to the capture of an old secret which ventured close to man's haunts and lurked cautiously just beyond the edge of the known. Yet in the end I had nothing." - H. P. Lovecraft and Robert H. Barlow ------------------------------ Date: 05 Aug 99 09:30:52 +0100 From: Peter Devlin Subject: DG: Absinthe, Mary Jane and Other Recreations The digest version of drugs discussion has been rather interesting... On the topic of absinthe: it is presently available in a limited number of pubs here in Scotland. AFAIK it conforms to the Victorian recipies, including the wormwood. Out of scientific interest I gave it a try when it went on sale a few months back. Speaking as an informed consumer of such comestibles, I'd say that at £4.50 ($7.00) a shot it really isn't worth the effort. I had to drink a fair amount to get a worthwhile result. IMHO you are far better off with a decent shot of whisky (or a bottle of Newcastle Brown Ale) and a three skin reefer. On the topic of maryjane: recreational drugs such as this are outlawed for reasons of power (already covered) and revenue, not because of their so-called psychological effects (that is a completely different argument). A similar pinko liberal argument can be advanced for prostitution. Alcohol is the biggest killer drug legally available. Ask anyone who has covered weekend shifts in an AE department for their opinions on this topic. Alcohol is legal because distillers and brewers can readily be controlled and taxed to provide revenue. Marijuana is easy to grow, harvest and smoke, requiring no special hardware and thus more difficult to control and tax. Guerrilla growers can do very well thanks. Cocaine as chewed by Peruvians would not be illegal unless someone had thought to exploit it to make money, stepping on government toes and upsetting the status quo in the marketplace. An object lesson in drug politics comes from opium, the Opium Wars, heroin and morphine. The world at large seems to be repeating similar mistakes with cocaine and amphetamines as well as marijuana. The argument of 'defence of our culture, young etc' is rather bogus. Take a close look at Western culture. Do you really want to defend the morals and values of the f**ked up society in which we live? And 'the useless brats you've spawned to replace yourself'? I'm sure Bill Hicks would have had something to say on that idea... IMHO in a DG context the debate over legality of existing drugs is a dead end. A far better prospect for DG fodder would be to extrapolate the current work of Alexander Shulgin, the creator of MDMA. This well-aged old man has, in recent years, produced literally hundreds of drugs with an astounding array of psychoactive effects. For example, one recent success has been a drug which ONLY affects the part of the brain responsible for interpreting audio, causing the user to perceive deep levels of nuance in speech and body language rather than simply hearing and translating the spoken word. Shulgin has been ostracised by the scientific community for developing MDMA since it is a recreational drug but he continues to work towards better living through chemistry. In a similar context, early scientific experiments with LSD were curtailed by the acid culture of the 1960's before hard data on positive effects could be produced. The most telling experiment was on engineers and scientists who reported the ability to free-design electrical circuits, bridges and buildings in their head whilst tripping. One chap reported that he could stand on a circuit board, watch the electrons flow, see where things went wrong and redesign a working system. Another was able to do the same for the suspension bridge he was designing. Likewise, scientific experiments with ketamine were also derailed by the hippy movement. A plausible non-Mythos DG scenario could be built around a new drug which is completely harmless, gives a high and leaves the user with a feeling of well being (the Holy Grail of the retail drugs world). The makers press the appropriate Federal bodies to legalise the drug for recreational use since there is no legitimate reason to ban it. There is no sinister plot other than the fact that the makers want a slice of the recreational market. DG agents can then play with the moral dilemma of money vs. ethics whilst chasing the samples which have been stolen by Legalise Cannabis (or similar) pressure groups, and fending off Columbian, CIA, Triad and Russian mafia goons. The Great Conspiracy, NWI or MJ probably has a vested interest in seeing that the drug never makes it to the market too. Another thread which seemed intriguing was the prospect of a readily available drug which facilitates entry to the Dreamlands. A drug which promotes OOBE or Dreamlands entry would be exceptionally useful to, say, an assassin. The most difficult death to autopsy is that of someone who died in their sleep. Although mass expansion of consciousness may not necessarily be a good thing. Remember Forbidden Planet? The slightly iffy novel 'Oktober' by Stephen Gallagher (he also wrote 'Chimera', about human-animal hybrids) features a ready-made DG scenario involving bad batches of a new drug mentazone. Mentazone is field-tested in the Balkans and causes a group of soldiers to fall into a coma and each can experience the pain that one experiences, and they react collectively. The drug user gains access to a collective realm of consciousness (part Jung, part Dreamlands) and can transmit / receive pain, pleasure etc at higher doses. The hero is accidentally overdosed, escapes, and is tracked as a field study until he vanishes. A carefully selected psychopathic serial killer is released from prison, fed the drug and set on his trail. Plot summary may be found here http://tvguides.ncl.ac.uk/shows/oktober/oktober.txt I think that's enough for now. Comments and flames anticipated. Cheers :-) --> :-0 Peter Devlin Bell, Book and Candle - http://www.rpg.net/ The South Side - http://www.fortunecity.com/roswell/lovecraft/411/south/ Email - pdevlin@scotsys.co.uk ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 05 Aug 1999 07:36:52 -0500 (CDT) From: Chris or Maliki <4nq4barbaroc@marquette.edu> Subject: Re: DG: Just plain mad about Reefer Madness! > > Re: Humboldt County hemp farmers: Definitely DG material! Combine it with > the news story that started this whole thread--hippie / mountain man dope > commune gets dusted with MJ-12 experimental fungus. Something REALLY BAD > happens, and DG has to go in to clean it up. Toss in a bunch of tripped-out > flower-child types as guides ("Hey, man, y'know, you keep waving that gun > around, yer just POURIN' out those negative vibes!") and a tribe of Black > Lotus-growing hill Tcho-tchos (with scarred-up warriors and penile > implants). YES! > for another track, there was a movie put out in the late 70's/early 80's about the gov't dusting pot crops and turning the hippies growing them into flesh devouring zombie-things (not true zombies, i think, because they never actually died, though i may have just forgotten). i cannae remember the title, or much else (wow there's a /ton/ of help), but if this rings a bell and you can get ahold of it, it may provide some senerio ideas (okee, okee, fine, i just happen to like zombies and think they should show up at least once in /every/ senerio....happy now, my secret's out). if anyone is really interested i can find the title and a plot synopsis and other info later, i just don't have my books on me right now. anyhoot, later, eh? chris, waffle king of milwaukee - ---quite happy that GenCon is here and he should finally be able to pick up COUNTDOWN. living in milwaukee does have its perks ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 05 Aug 1999 09:34:08 -0400 From: Jeff Ewing Subject: DG: Italian commnetary requested (Davide) T'other day I was hunting up some background material for 20s-30s games. I was looking to find a recording and the lyrics of "Giovinezza," the Fascist anthem, and also hoping they would not be exclusively marketed by drooling inbred midewestern trailer park nazis. What do I find? This rather extraordinary site: http://www.mussolini.net/multim/canti.htm which seems to be a fascist ISP. While it looks nice, it's full of broken links, so it seems not out of line with historical fascisms. As if this weren't remarkable enough, the page above offers a *dance mix* of the tune of in question. I now imagine swanky Italian nightclubs full of elegant, impossibly well dressed Alessandra Mussolini types twistin' the night away. Wuzzup with this? DG relevance: Well, I think Emerald Hammer simply must feature a visit to "The National Front Disco." I once staged a CoC90s scenario which had an episode at a rave in an abandoned factory in Oakland. I put out the lights, turned on a strobe and a loud dance mix tape and made the players conduct their interviews at the top of their voice. Later there was a fight, wherein the crowded environs prevented the usual shotgun and HK mayhem from starting up. Many players who had scorned the lowly Fist/Punch and/or Martial Arts in favor of weapons skills changed their minds after that one! Jeff ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 05 Aug 1999 16:24:11 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: DG: [fiction] Chasing the Bride (part 2) Chasing the Bride - pt. 2 She was leaning to the standing stone, in green silk and satin, with conservatively underplayed jewelry, hair piled up and a nasty expression on her face. The bodice hugged her in a pleasant way, much more flexible than the real thing but still stiff and cut too low for decency, in these parts. I laughed. Val in full mock-Tudor drag is always a sight worth seeing, and enough to lighten my day no matter what. My mirth made the zoog scout to retreat in the bushes, but I still felt the creature's beady eyes on the back of my skull, trying to pry it open. It had been following me for two full slumberdays, and it was not letting me go just because of a sound that was weird to its ears. No problem with that. You get used to those sinister little chaps shadowing you, after a while. - - I have been especting you for ages, - she said, straightening and half turning in pretended offence for my laugh. I could believe that. She left the shadow of the strangely angled dolmen and came closer, casting a dubious glance along the dirt road. - - I've been in the Hall, - I explained, - before I translated here. She crossed her arms. - You wanted to pick the two old owls' brains on the kid. I nodded, and we started towards the granite walls of Hlanith of the Peaked Roofs, barely visible on the horizon. - - That's mighty irregular. I shrugged. It had been worth the while, anyway. - - They never saw her passing, but were pretty rattled themselves. An interrogative stare. - - There's been a lull in the traffic through the Gates lately. After those MK meddlers screwed on their IDP project, the stuff dreams are made of has been adjusting somehow, and it acts resilient.... I paused under her mocking stare. She knew it too, she too could feel the oppressive athmosphere and the slo-mo vibes around us. For her, it was evident all around us. She was a better shaper than me, after all. Dreaming was hard. - - You think somebody's using the backlash to cover some major op? - - Possible. - - Who? - - Whe're here to find out, right? As anticipated, we had no real problem entering Hlanith. We mantain an apartment over the Stuffed Crocodilian tavern on Whores' Corner and a legit commercial front down at the Wranglers' Pits, and the Guard and Militia both are well oiled with casual but noteworthy gifts. The catafracts just let us in with a brief, wide-eyed but otherwise non-intrusive check of Val's decolletage. She ignored them haughtily, as we later ignored the pedlers and the mountebanks on the streets, the guy baiting the old tame bear and the water seller that was notoriously a militia informant. Keeping a low profile, casting the right impression is absolutely essential. This is still the longest lived Sleeper operation in the Lands, and we'll not screw it by acting particular. Hlanith's nights are as busy and crowded as the days, even if many of the denizens prefer to keep their activities somewhat more private. Along the cobbled streets we passed cloaked companies and silent solitary strollers, giggling ladies selling their stuff and incognito prospect buyers eager to sample. The joint was jumping under the gentle but continuous push of the highest CU-seepage ever - and growing - and we were near the hub where things were supposed to happen. The city was alive with flux, as it was the land around it as far as the mind could conceive, and beyond. Finally, we reached the sign of the Stuffed Crocodilian, and entered. We paid our respects to the regulars, spending some time exchanging a few made-up news and a few genuine items with the old men in the taproom, buying drinks and toasting the King before we retired to our quarters. I heard a spicy comment from a heavily accented voice, and a peal of laughter accompanied us up the stairs. - - Fancy some Kirin? There was the usual backlog of cyphered reports, stacked in a neat pile on the writing desk. I looked up from the pages. Val was out of her shoes, standing barefoot on the buopoth pelt rug, holding an eccentrically-shaped bottle and two glasses. The Kirin plain vintage is too sour for my tastes, but I nodded anyway. I needed something to chase away the torpor. - - Compliments of the backup kids, - she explained, turning so I was able to undo the strings of her dress. I picked up my glass and went back to the reports. Val retreated to her room to put on something more confortable for our nightly pursuits. There was nothing definitive in the reports. Someone trying peddling fringe wakeworlder memes in the Alchemists' district was the best lead we had. That, and the persistent if confusing news circulating about the strange house in the south docks district. Val came back, buckling the sabre at her side and reading over my shoulder. I smelled her perfume. - - The Dark House Pattern again? Pretty basic. - - We could be dealing with amateurs, after all. - - Amateurs wearing the Sign? - she chuckled. - They're bound not to stay amateurs for long. It figured. - There was that glovecleaning outbreak in Geneva, last january. This might just be a belated side effect. A shrug. - You're the one who knows the whirls and eddies of underground press flow. She was not covinced, but picked up the paper with a sideways grin. - - South docks... she mumbled. She straightened, fingers interlaced, arms stretched over her head and back. - - I feel like a bit of hacking, - she admitted. We left through a little hidden door that a former lodger had found expedient to have built, opening on the darkened alley backing the Croc. It was the end of the first watch. Two streetlights out of three would be extinguished soon, and the honest Hlanithians - if any - would lay down and rest till the morning. We went the fastest way to the south docks, through an assortment of courtyards and covered passages, slipping in the shadows when steps sounded on the flagstones, sneaking through cellars and tunnels to avoid the more crowded and trafficked squares and boulevards. A cat watched us go, yellow eyes glistening under a chair on a terrace. Or maybe it was not a cat. I offered a greeting sign anyway. Basic courtesy. We emerged on a short overpassage, used as a hanging garden by the denizens of the nearby rookery. It was a good vintage point for getting our bearings, and we stopped for a breather and a nervous glance around. Oblong tomatoes, beans and some stuff I did not recognize climbed the pergola. The Oukranos was a misty presence just beyond the next curtain of roofs. But there was more. I had picked up the house two blocks away, Val probably sooner. We were prepared when we finally slid down a passage and stood in front of the pile of old granite and blackened wood, four storeys high and evil, but still it took us aback. - - Jesus! - she whispered. A cloud covered the moon, that was full and close enough to touch. There was a very bad feeling crouching over the building and the surrounding alleys, squatting on the whole neighborhood, filling the small space we were standing in like thick oily smog. - - Why the heck the wizs are not doing something about that? We both looked north, to the barely seen beacon on the top of Wizard's Tower. - - Maybe it's just us, - I said. Wakeworlders are sometimes much more sensitive than the natives, to this kind of disturbance. - - Crap, - she answered, taking a tentative step forward. The air felt like warm oil, thick and resilient. Something howled in the distance, a long lament that rose through the air, followed by the faintest of echoes. That spoiled the mood. Val laughed and drew a stiletto. - Oh, please! The Pattern was just too Hammer to work. We stepped up to the front and studied the black doors. - - In from the main? I nodded. - Why not? She just pushed, arm crossed, head tilted on a side, and the gate swung open. There was a six-sided hall just beyond, the floor a single layer of obsydian seven or eight yards across. The moon glanced from behind the clouds, casting our elongated shadows over the reflective black surface. Two alcoves opened at the sides of the doors, both empty. I went along the left wall, while Val reached the center of the hall. * Empty *, she gave the sign. I nodded, relaxing a bit. The impression of something really bad was still in the air, but somehow felt less frightening. We found the three dead bodies on the second floor. All the alarms were ringing at the same time as I jumped up and took a pair of seconds to determine where I was. Gray, sickly light was filtering through the curtains and one of the ringing bells trepanning my skull was the phone. - - Hi. A glance at the nearest clock. Ten twentyfive. - - You up? Somehow Val always recovers faster than me. Some kind of age/gender thing, probably. I groaned. - - OK, get down in ten minutes. We've two of them. She hung up. With a groan, I massaged my neck, stood and tried to decide if I could do without a shave. [end of part 2] - ----------------------------------------- Two down, four (?) to go. Or something. Cheers! Davide Mana ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 05 Aug 1999 16:56:09 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: Re: DG: Italian commnetary requested (Davide) Greetings. Ohmygod! If the Colpo Grosso debacle wasn't enough (hey, those were topless dancers.... these are fascists!) >http://www.mussolini.net/multim/canti.htm >which seems to be a fascist ISP. It's made to look that way, but it's not. Despite the "mussolini.net" thing, the site is a commercial site hosted by Queen, a well known ISP/electronic entertainment group in Italy. Paying the right price, you can set up a "buzzthemigo.net" account. This will not make you the Funguys spokeperson or ISP. The guy, on the other hand, is almost certainly sponsored by the regional tourist board. >While it looks nice, it's full of >broken links, so it seems not out of line with historical fascisms. LOL! Lovers of paradoxes will be pleased noticing that the brain behind mussolini.net lives in a road dedicated to Matteotti, the socialist politician killed by Fascists, by all means a martyr of Italian liberty. >if this weren't remarkable enough, the page above offers a *dance mix* >of the tune of in question. I now imagine swanky Italian nightclubs >full of elegant, impossibly well dressed Alessandra Mussolini types >twistin' the night away. Wuzzup with this? OK, a few points need to be covered here. . dance mixes - I did not waste my time downloading that crap. On the other hand it fits perfectly with what we were discussing last week - what better way to hook the kids? . Alessandra Mussolini and elegant should not go in the same phrase without a negative between them. For the uninitiated, miss Mussolini happens to be the granddaughter of the Duce and the niece of Sofia Loren. As a former porn flick star turned rightwinger politico, she's succeeded in being the bad taste caricature of both her more famous relatives. No little feat, this one. . Italian discos - can actually be a hotbed of right wing sentiments (independently of the crap on the amp system). But what you get are not Armani-dressed lounge lizards debating libertarian attitudes, modern economics or what-might-have-beens from the African campaign, but platform-soled teenagers that get a cick out of being the bad guys and think Che Guevara was a south-american football/soccer star. Please, do not underestimate the very poor cultural level of the current teenage generation over here. >DG relevance: Well, I think Emerald Hammer simply must feature a visit >to "The National Front Disco." I've been trying to put some order in my notes to nail my segment of the Hammer asap. The NF Disco will surely be featured - as it saves me a bit of work cleaning up loose ends. And here I stop. Take care, and mind your steps! Davide Mana Torino, Italy doctor.dee@iol.it PS: Jeff, sorry for the plug but, if you look for Cthulhu data about Italy in the '20s and '30s.... http://www.fortunecity.com/tattooine/zenith/134/turin.htm might be a good place to take a look (there's some later stuff, too). Cheers! ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 05 Aug 1999 18:13:15 +0200 From: Davide Mana Subject: DG: Scary Doll Redux Greetings. I'm going against all netiquette protocols, posting here something I just got from another mailing list, and a personal item too. Only, this reminded me of our old clowns/dolls/puppets thread of so long ago. Sorry for the waste of bandwidth. Note: the names have been changed to protect the innocent. But this is supposed to be an actual true-life account. Enjoy. Davide "crossposting fiend" Mana - ----------------------------------------------------------------------- A few months ago while antique shopping I came across a very spooky apple head doll yet for some reason I was drawn to it. I showed it to my daughter that day and her reaction was "Eww mom put that down!!" so that day I didn't buy it but for some reason I have had the urge to go back and get it. Well yesterday I did go back and had to search for quiet a while for it because the store had been moved around..after searching 40-45 mins, we asked the sales woman about the doll..she said she remembered the doll but hadn't seen it in months, she asked another sales woman and she said it had been sold. I though must not have been meant to have it..I walked over to another section of the store and there it was! sitting on a shelf! Wow! I don't know where this doll came from but it is obviously handmade, dressed in colonial garb, the face is all blackened and very spooky looking. Well since I have brought it home the haunting activity in our home has picked up again..last night I turned the tv off and was half way up the stairs headed for bed when the tv clicked on again. Last night also I had nightmares all night and one time was awakened by a woman voice directly in my ear, hubby was on his way down the stairs this morning and though someone was up already because he heard strange noises downstairs. I don't know if the activity is picking up again due to the doll or if we were just overdue for ghostly activity. I also bought a few other things so maybe I brought something else home along with these items. Yet I still can't figure out why I would be so drawn to this very hideous doll.. - ---------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 5 Aug 1999 11:14:27 -0700 From: Bryant Durrell Subject: Re: DG: Absinthe, Mary Jane and Other Recreations On Thu, Aug 05, 1999 at 09:30:52AM +0100, Peter Devlin wrote: > IMHO in a DG context the debate over legality of existing drugs is a > dead end. A far better prospect for DG fodder would be to extrapolate > the current work of Alexander Shulgin, the creator of MDMA. This > well-aged old man has, in recent years, produced literally hundreds of > drugs with an astounding array of psychoactive effects. For example, > one recent success has been a drug which ONLY affects the part of the > brain responsible for interpreting audio, causing the user to perceive > deep levels of nuance in speech and body language rather than simply > hearing and translating the spoken word. Shulgin has been ostracised by > the scientific community for developing MDMA since it is a recreational > drug but he continues to work towards better living through chemistry. See also: Pihkal: A Chemical Love Story Tihkal: The Continuation Both of these contain a) vast chunks of rather interesting biographical material, b) detailed notes on Shulgin's research methods (he tries his own drugs, with a close circle of friends, and takes notes), and c) the recipies. The last of which won't be useful to you unless you have a good chemical lab. Shulgin just wanted to give psychoactives the same kind of rigourous study any other chemical gets... - -- Bryant Durrell [] durrell@innocence.com [] http://www.innocence.com/~durrell [----------------------------------------------------------------------------] "Has anybody ever seen a drama critic in the daytime? Of course not. They come out after dark, up to no good." -- P. G. Wodehouse ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 5 Aug 1999 19:31:01 +0200 (CEST) From: alex@bofh.torun.pl (Janusz A. Urbanowicz) Subject: Re: DG: Re: DGML Knowledge Pool > Anyway, some preliminary observations that might be of interest.... > The whole Jubilee celebrations will be handled by unpaid _volunteers_ all > over Italy. > The bulk of the personnel is (supposedly) supplied by Church-connected > organizations - from the Knights of Malta down to the Boy Scouts, through > uncounted "popular movements". I believe this is a custom for Catholic Church ops^H^H^Hevents. But you may be sure that those who hadn't got enough 'clearance' thru their parish, won't be involved in anything serious. Interesting related fact: in 1980s, still during the Communism here, CC was organizing visits of various bioenergotherapists (Clive Harris being the most famous). Said b-e-t s were accepting lots of people sharing their /energy/ and curing various diseases. These events were organized using volunteers and CC's facilities. Alex - -- * | Janusz A. "Alex" Urbanowicz, \ Home: --+~| | http://eris.phys.uni.torun.pl/~alex/ \ Work: `_|/ | \____ RSA: 512/0xAB425659 | | Say it with flowers - give her a triffid! ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 5 Aug 1999 21:48:33 +0200 (CEST) From: alex@bofh.torun.pl (Janusz A. Urbanowicz) Subject: Re: DG: Reefer Madness! > Cheers. > > Just a quick one to defend my territory ;> > > SuperDave wrote.... > > >To bring all this around to DG: Is there a Mythos reason for the suppression > >of marijuana? There's many stories which feature use of mysterious drugs to > >enter the Dreamlands, travel through time, contact creatures, etc. Could > >marijuana be an important component of these various drugs? > > Stand back, Farnell-san! > I'm writing a story featuring a "Dreamland Gatecrasher Drug" right now (it > should be ready within the week), and part of what you wrote is uncannily > similar to the background rationales I've put together but not used so far. > So, please just be patient. > And get out of my brain _NOW_. Heh, I start to get used to it. Once I begun writing a story involving Mythos (possibly also DG[1]) with some action based in German brothel featuring slavewomen from all around Eastern Europe, to find a half of the story in spe discussed by Eckhard and others. Don't know if I'll finish it. Alex [1] I planned to write both Polish and English version - english to submit for DG.com, Polish for publication (with credits for using a few (a tiny suggestion of DG involvement, actually) elements of the setting, or with any DG relevance stripped away (so the story would simply describe Mythos-related black op)), would it be OK legally ? - -- * | Janusz A. "Alex" Urbanowicz, \ Home: --+~| | http://eris.phys.uni.torun.pl/~alex/ \ Work: `_|/ | \____ RSA: 512/0xAB425659 | | Say it with flowers - give her a triffid! ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 5 Aug 1999 17:49:45 EDT From: PaganArt@aol.com Subject: Re: DG: Reefer Madness! Alex, as long as you follow the copyright information provided on the Delta-Green website, and it is printed along with your story, it will not be a problem. That is of course, if you use Delta Green or the Karotechia or any other DG elements) in your story... - -Dennis Detwiller Art Director/Writer/Silly Rabbit Pagan Publishing ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 5 Aug 1999 15:54:57 -0700 (PDT) From: Kessen-chu Subject: Re: DG: Adios A-migo what was the name of the Deadlands/Cthulhu crossover book? On Wed, 4 Aug 1999, R.M. Dukes wrote: > peginc.com > > You can order it from there. > > Mike Dukes > > BRUCE BALLON wrote: > > > Sorry to bother the list with this, but some of you mentioned a while back > > the Deadlands/Cthulhu crossover, Adios A-migo. > > > > Where can I find it? > > > > Sorry for waste of band-width. To not clutter up the list more, if anyone > > knows, please e-mail me off-list. > > > > Thanks, > > Bruce > > Given the choice between accomplishing something and just lying around, I'd rather lie around. No contest. - Eric Clapton ------------------------------ End of deltagreen-digest V2 #22 *******************************