[IP] Satanic ties not just an april fool's joke
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From: Brad Templeton <btm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Organization: http://www.templetons.com/brad
Date: Sat, 02 Apr 2005 10:35:26 -0800
To: David Farber <dave@xxxxxxxxxx>
Subject: Satanic ties not just an april fool's joke
Dave, while the apple Press Release is just a joke, the BSD Daemon
mascot has attracted this reaction for some time, and it's not
a joke.
Here's a story that made it into rec.humor.funny in 1989 from my
friend Linda Branagan of what really took place when she wore a
BSD T-shirt in Texas...
http://www.netfunny.com/rhf/jokes/new89/satan.773.html
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The following is a true story.
Last week I walked into a local "home style cookin' restaurant/watering
hole"
to pick up a take out order. I spoke briefly to the waitress behind the
counter, who told me my order would be done in a few minutes.
So, while I was busy gazing at the farm implements hanging on the walls, I
was
approached by two, uh, um... well, let's call them "natives". These guys
might just be the *original* Texas rednecks -- complete with ten-gallon
hats,
snakeskin boots and the pervasive odor of cheap beer and whiskey.
"Pardon us, ma'am. Mind of we ask you a question?"
Well, people keep telling me that Texans are real friendly, so I
nodded.
"Are you a Satanist?"
Well, at least they didn't ask me if I liked to party.
"Uh, no, I can't say that I am."
"Gee ma'am. Are you *sure* about that?" they asked.
I put on my biggest, brightest Dallas Cowboys cheerleader smile and said,
"No,
I'm positive. The closest I've ever come to Satanism is watching Geraldo."
"Hmm. Interesting. See, we was just wondering why it is you have the lord
of
darkness on your chest there."
I was *this close* to slapping one of them and causing a scene -- then I
stopped and noticed the T-shirt I happened to be wearing that day. Sure
enough, it had a picture of a small, devilish looking creature that has for
quite some time now been associated with a certain operating system. In
this
particular representation, the creature was wearing sneakers.
They continued: "See, ma'am, we don't exactly *appreciate* it when people
show
off pictures of the devil. Especially when he's lookin' so friendly."
These idiots sounded terrifyingly serious.
Me: "Oh, well, see, this isn't really the devil, it's just, well, it's sort
of
a mascot."
Native: "And what kind of football team has the devil as a mascot?"
Me: "Oh, it's not a team. It's an operating-- uh, a kind of computer."
I figured that an ATM machine was about as much technology as these guys
could
handle, and I knew that if I so much as uttered the word "unix" I would only
make things worse.
Native: "Where does this satanical computer come from?"
Me: "California. And there's nothing satanical about it really."
Somewhere along the line here, the waitress has noticed my predicament --
but
these guys probably outweighed her by 600 pounds, so all she did was look at
me sympathetically and run off into the kitchen.
Native: "Ma'am, I think you're lying. And we'd appreciate it if you'd leave
the premises now."
Fortunately, the waitress returned that very instant with my order, and they
agreed that it would be okay for me to actually pay for my food before I
left.
While I was at the cash register, they amused themselves by talking to each
other.
Native #1: "Do you think the police know about these devil computers?"
Native #2: "If they come from California, then the FBI oughta know about
'em."
They escorted me to the door. I tried one last time: "You're really blowing
this all out of proportion. A lot of people use this "kind of computers".
Universities, researchers, businesses. They're actually very useful."
Big, big, BIG mistake. I should have guessed at what came next.
Native: "Does the government use these devil computers?"
Me: "Yes."
Another BIG boo-boo.
Native: "And does the government *pay* for 'em? With *our* tax dollars?"
I decided that it was time to jump ship.
Me: "No. Nope. Not at all. You're tax dollars never entered the picture
at
all. I promise. No sir, not a penny. Our good Christian congressmen would
never let something like that happen. Nope. Never. Bye."
Texas. What a country.
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