_ _ ((___)) [ x x ] cDc communications \ / Global Domination Update #20 (' ') June 10th, 1996 (U) Est. 1986 FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE FOR MORE INFORMATION, CONTACT: email@example.com CDC PRESENTS UNTO YOU BLESSINGS TO NOURISH THE SPIRIT OF A STARVING WORLD CULT OF THE DEAD COW (cDc) is thrilled to deliver on this day two major announcements of good fortune. Our society has grown by three worthy new converts. We are also generously releasing ten new articles to the public, bringing our serial total to 320 in number. Our organization eschews traditional print-bound media for the electronic distribution of our writings which we pioneered some ten years ago. This mix of fiction and information is made available, free of charge, to all inter- ested persons and will be profiled in detail later in this communique'. The hardy new followers of our mystic path have strong backs, quick minds, and loyal hearts. Joining our armed struggle is not to be taken lightly. They, like all cDc members, have sworn to live by the tenets and protect the secrets of our ancient Gnostic cabal. The only punishment for failure is death! Those who would cross the cloven-hoofed path of Hathor should fear for their very souls, as retribution is surely swift when She manifests as the awesome power of DemonSeed Elite! But I digress. What follows is a short biographical sketch of the newest initiates to the CULT OF THE DEAD COW: Mudge, OXblood Ruffin, and Tweety Fish. Their real names cannot be made public, as doing so would place them in great danger. Mudge was separated from his parents on a camping trip as a toddler. Lost and alone in the wilds of New Mexico, he was found by a female coyote and raised as her own pup. For six years he lived on berries, jackrabbits, and the occasional stolen chicken which he hunted with his canine companions. At the age of ten, a married couple (both physicists employed at the Atomic Energy Commission's laboratories in Los Alamos) discovered his inhuman plight and adopted him. It was under their strict home schooling that he discovered the world of computers... and military networks. Today he is one of the world's top hackers and can still do a piercing coyote howl. OXblood Ruffin has roots as a farm boy in Canada. Bored with plowing, he soon found his role in the air as a hot-shot cropduster pilot. His passion for excitement led him to seek an RCAF assignment, but his unfortunate clubfoot held him back. Undeterred, he found employment flying guns and refugees in the skies over war-torn Laos and Cambodia until 1975. Returning to his native Regina, he discovered the battlefield of politics to his liking and began a string of unsuccessful bids for office. He has since given up his own political aspirations for the time being but serves as a speech writer for several major Canadian political figures. Tweety Fish saw the world as a young classical pianist prodigy. His masterful interpretations were a delight to all who heard them. Why, then, did he choose to throw his budding career away by performing "Chopsticks" to an audience including the English royal family? Only Tweety Fish can answer for sure, but he returned home to Massachusetts and now refuses to so much as touch a piano keyboard. He has since immersed himself in the study of commercial art and sociology. Iconography is a powerful weapon in the hands of those who would twist it for their own whims. No one understands this better than Mr. Fish, who designs children's cereal boxes by day and performs nefarious cDc experiments by night. Swine must be led to their trough. _ _ _ _ ((___)) INFORMATION IS JUNK MAIL ((___)) [ x x ] _ [ x x ] \ / _ |_|_ _ _|_ _|_ |_ _ _| _ _. _| _ _ \ / (' ') (_|_|| |_ (_) | |_ | |(/_ (_|(/_(_|(_| (_(_)\_/\_/ (' ') (U) (U) .ooM cDc communications .ooM deal with it NEW RELEASES FOR JUNE, 1996: deal with it ________________________________/text files\________________________________ 311: "If Six Was Nine" by OXblood Ruffin. True portrayal of a tragic youth. 312: "Chick Comix" by Craig Becker. Explore the strange world of Jack Chick and his comic creations. He hates Catholics, booze, and stews about Jews! 313: "My Night Out" by Obscure Images. The artist recounts his experiences at a gallery opening. Includes performance art with a wax dildo. 314: "Gravity" by James Cazamias. A tale of occupational hazards and equilibrium. It's funny, read it. Duh. 315: "Like Father, Like..." by Sunspot. Disturbing, hard-hitting short story. Not for the squeamish. 316: "My Bug-Pal" by Nik. There's this roach, see? And it crawls out of this guy's butt, see? Hilarity ensues. Haw haw, Master Richie. Good show. 317: "Memory of Timothy Leary" by Weasel Boy. Account of WBoy's meeting with Dr. Leary and the important things they importantly discussed. 318: "Streets of Beijing" by Morrisa Sherman. Real-life drama in the failed student revolution. 319: "Zen of Skateboarding, Part 2: Revelation" by Thoai Tran. This series may be easier to relate to than motorcycle maintenance. 320: "TEMPEST in a Teapot" by Grady Ward. Technical feature on preventing a computer's electrical interference from being monitored by someone else. Reading is FUNdamental! _______________________________/ - x X x - \________________________________ Fools better recognize: CULT OF THE DEAD COW is the publishing division of cDc communications. Established in 1986, cDc is the largest and oldest organization of the telecommunications underground worldwide. You thirst for our body of work, you know you do. Find it at these fine locations, among others: World Wide Web: //www.l0pht.com/cdc.html FTP/Gopher: cascade.net in pub/cDc Usenet: alt.fan.cult-dead-cow BBS: 806/794-4362 Entry:KILL For further information, contact: Email: firstname.lastname@example.org Postal: POB 53011, Lubbock, TX, 79453, USA Sincerely, GrandMaster Ratte' cDc/Editor, Fearless Leader, and Pontiff "We're into telecom for the groupies and money." #### Copyright (c) 1996 cDc communications.