I will guarantee anonymity except in cases of blatant abuse.
I will achieve anonymity by tallying the results in
uncorrelated tabulations and then deleting the emails.
(I know this loses interesting correlation data, but if
resondents want anonymity it's hard to avoid.)
I know that this anonymity promise depends on trust and that
you have no particular reason to trust me. Someday, I hope.
I will post results Saturday.
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yes( ) ( )no Should RoadRunner be subjected to some kind of UDP?
yes( ) ( )no ... active UDP (cancels) ?
yes( ) ( )no ... passive UDP (drop messages) ?
yes( ) ( )no ... all-groups UDP? (as opposed to specific groups)
yes( ) ( )no Are you a Usenet sysadmin? How big:_ How long:_
yes( ) ( )no Should another server be subjected to UDP? Who:_
yes( ) ( )no Should UDPs be used more often?
yes( ) ( )no Should UDPs be used less often?
yes( ) ( )no Would you have answered this survey without anonymity?
xxxxxxxx end of survey xxxxxxxx
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I had a feeling that
it would lead to trouble. No one listened to me, though,
and I was shortly undergoing the ordeal of sitting outside
the Lamasery gate for three days and nights just to see if I
had the endurance necessary to become a medical monk.
That I passed the test was more a tribute to my fear of
Father than of my physical stamina. Entry to the Chak-
pori was the easiest stage. Our days were long, it was hard
indeed to have a day which started at midnight, and which
required us to attend services at intervals throughout the
night as well as throughout the day. We were taught the
ordinary academic stuff, our religious duties, matters of
the metaphysical world, and medical lore, for we were to
become medical monks. Our Eastern cures were such that
Western medical thought still cannot understand them.
Yet-Western pharmaceutical firms are trying hard to syn-
thesize the potent ingredients which are in the herbs we
used. Then, the age-old Eastern remedy, now artificially
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and will be hailed as an example of Western achievement.
Such is progress.
When I was eight years of age I had an operation which
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