Don't you mean the 'B' Ark? Bill

???? ? ? ? ? ? ? A Ark? B Ark? C Ark? telephone sanitisers? Whatha talkin about? On Jul 20, 2004, at 3:24 PM, Antonio Carlini wrote:

Though several here have demonstrated a mastery of the modern literary canon, no one as yet has corrected the original misunderstanding. Computers *are* fetish objects; classic computers even more so. The primary definition of "fetish" is "an object believed to contain magical or spiritual properties." Frankly, it sounds like an interesting exhibit. (Though Billg in bondage gear might be fun, too...) -- Bill, currently reading a copy of Dr. Finn's book purchased at VCF-East. On Jul 21, 2004, at 10:58 AM, David V. Corbin wrote:

----- Original Message ----- From: "Bill Sheehan" <sheehan(a)sheehan.tzo.com> To: "General Discussion: On-Topic and Off-Topic Posts" <cctalk(a)classiccmp.org> Sent: Wednesday, July 21, 2004 2:22 PM Subject: Re: Concrete Computers art exhibit For the some of the general public, computers may seem to posess "Magical" properties. Most of the members of this list, however, probably have a very good understanding of how they work, and knowledge generally dispells the "Magical" attributes of devices. Computers are so commonplace, almost commodity items, that people just take for granted that they work, like a TV or microwave.

On Wed, 21 Jul 2004, ben franchuk wrote: The FOURTH book in the trilogy was "So Long, and Thanks For All The Fish" The Golgafrincham B Ark was in the second book, "The Restaurant At The End Of The Universe". (and at the end of the TV series" "Yes," he said, "All those dead telephone sanitizers and account executives, you know, down in the hold." The Captain stared at him. Suddenly he threw back his head and laughed. "Oh they're not dead," he said, "Good Lord no, no they're frozen. They're going to be revived." Ford did something he very rarely did. He blinked. Arthur seemed to come out of a trance. "You mean you've got a hold full of frozen hairdressers?" he said. "Oh yes," said the Captain, "Millions of them. Hairdressers, tired TV producers, insurance salesmen, personnel officers, security guards, public relations executives, management consultants, you name them. We're going to colonize another planet." Ford wobbled very slightly. "Exciting isn't it?" said the Captain. "What, with that lot?" said Arthur. "Ah, now don't misunderstand me," said the Captain, "we're just one of the ships in the Ark Fleet. We're the `B' Ark . . . "Yes, so anyway," he resumed, "the idea was that into the first ship, the `A' ship, would go all the brilliant leaders, the scientists, the great artists, you know, all the achievers; and into the third, or `C' ship, would go all the people who did the actual work, who made things and did things, and then into the `B' ship - that's us - would go everyone else, the middlemen you see." He smiled happily at them. "And we were sent off first," he concluded, and hummed a little bathing tune. It was, however, a descendant of one of these eccentric poets who invented the spurious tales of impending doom which enabled the people of Golgafrincham to rid themselves of an entire useless third of their population. The other two-thirds stayed firmly at home and lived full, rich and happy lives until they were all suddenly wiped out by a virulent disease contracted from a dirty telephone. BTW, the current inhabitants of Earth are the descendents of the B Ark cargo.

Oh, We are ark B, everyone else perished when their telephones became dirty. right :^) I think I will take a bath now.....

The End Of The Universe, second book in the five book trilogy, (Chapter 24). Complete chapter 24: http://www.tun.co.uk/strecky/hhgttg/trateotu_chap24.html Bill

----- Original Message ----- From: "Geoffrey Thomas" &lt;geoffreythomas(a)onetel.net.uk&gt; To: "General Discussion: On-Topic and Off-Topic Posts" &lt;cctalk(a)classiccmp.org&gt; Sent: Tuesday, July 20, 2004 3:02 PM Subject: Re: Concrete Computers art exhibit <SNIP> I'd prefer the pleasure saucers, thank you very much. http://www.subgenius.com/ Praise Bob!