THE FLACID DESK - Full Edition
CiCiLean
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Welcome to THE FLACID DESK, a bi-weekly newsletter discussing the latest
fics, recs, trends, discussions, and even *gasp* gossip in the
X-FilesFanfic Community.
All opinions expressed herein belong solely to the author, CiCi Lean.
Write to me and tell me how wrong I am!
CiCi Lean
cici...@vahoo.com
"Some people should die. That's just unconscious knowledge." -- "Pigs In
Zen"
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GOSSIP CORNER
Eat Your Heart Out, Cindy Adams
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Item #1: Which poor deluded sap was left twisting naked in the wind by
her good *pals* who had convinced her that USENET flaming under a
pseudonym was not only FUN, but that it was perfectly SAFE provided she
use a certain encrypted gateway that they themselves eschew, only to be
proven wrong, wrong, WRONG? All together now, boys and girls... WHOOPS!
Item #2: Which plucky megalomaniac has caused quite a snarling stir
during their delightfully shameless bid for readers and top dog honors
during a recent award giveaway, especially after it WORKED LIKE A CHARM!
Good for her -- doing what we all only dare to dream. Thank
God there's always next year, non?
Item #3: If someone throws a retirement, and no one notices, how long
will it take for them to sneak back? The Flacid Desk Bookie Office is
now OPEN! Odds are, whoops, 1 to 1 for less than a week later! Hmmm,
sorry, but all bets are now off ladies and gents. (Hey, I give youplenty
of my damn time, so my money is totally off-limits, punky bears.)
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ATXCARAMBA!
The Latest From The Usenet Front (alt.tv.x-files.creative)
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THE LITTLE NEWSGROUP THAT COULD
(and the Big Newsgroup That Just Couldn't STAND It!)
~~~~~~~~
The day after alt.tv.x-files.creative.mature was created on
alt.configure is the day I decided to take a short vacation from USENET.
And it wasn't because I was particularly unhappy with this new
newsgroup's creation.
(Nor was I particularly happy about it either. Frankly, I try not to
think too hard about things that are inherently meaningless, such as the
creation of a new ng in a hierarchy that boasts such intriguing topics
as "alt.fatgrrls.love" and alt.binaries.pictures.roadkill." Call me
crazy, but that's just the way I am.)
But, knowing that most denizens of atxc would not be quite as
open-minded, I did take that vacation and boy, it was the smartest thing
I ever did.
Because what I returned to a week later was a pile of broken bodies that
made the "Atlanta battlefield" scene in "Gone With the Wind" look like
the aftermath of a rotten "free shrimp" night at the old Beefsteak
Charlie's.
Yes, it was *that* bad.
Wincing my way through mile long threads of foot stamping, blue-faced
tantrums, fists pummeling madly against cyber floors and pillows, I
could only cover my ears against the echos of howling that must have
reverberated through USENET all the way to alt.bunnies.on.a.stick.
There were screams, there were cries, there were meetings and committees
formed, rmgrps plotted and tendered, there were threats and
accusations...
There were GRUESOME AND FATAL SELF-IMMOLATIONS!
(All right, there weren't any of those. Unfortunately. Hey, a newsletter
editor can dream, can't she?)
All of them over a new "alt" newsgroup that would have died its own
quiet death if everyone had just shrugged and went on with their
business.
But, as the endless rant went, was it "right" to create this new
newsgroup without "permission" or "voting"? Was it FAIR? WAS IT "NICE"?
Who knows? Who cares? It was already done.
Slightly saner folks asked and then asked again, was creating this new
newsgroup so spur of the moment really such a good idea?
Probably not, but, let me repeat, IT WAS DONE. For anyone who knew the
slightest thing about USENET (and since there appeared to be dozens of
"protocol" and "nettiquite" experts pontificating all over
the place, there should have been at least *one* person on ATXC who did)
they would have known it was TOO DAMN LATE to do anything about ATXCM
but ignore it.
That's right. Ignore it completely.
For you see, dear friends, ATXCM was already in existence by this time
and the *only* way to have gotten rid of it (beyond the incredibly rude
and pointless posting of a rmgrp to alt.configure, which was
attempted, but brutally spurned and rightly so by the sysops) would have
been to limit its propagation via complete and total... what, boys and
girls?
Silence.
That's right. The ONLY way that ATXCM could have been destroyed in a
quick and efficient manner was silence. And, let me tell you, it would
have worked like a charm, limiting its propagation to such a narrow
corridor of USENET as to virtually guarantee its swift removal
from the scene.
There would have been no flame wars, no unhappiness and ultimately, no
ATXCM. Wouldn't that have been great? Everything you could have possibly
wanted all in one easy step.
But that wasn't to be.
What's that prayer again? God grant me the serenity to accept the things
I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom
to know the difference?
Well, there wasn't a whole lot of serenity or wisdom flying around ATXC
that week.
In fact, all I saw were a bunch of hysterics hanging themselves with a
rope they themselves wove. A group that wasn't lucid enough to see
beyond their immediate and violent emotional reaction to be able to pull
themselves together and work out a problem in such a way that could
have possibly resulted not only in achieving their desired goal, but
earning back some of the respect that the newsgroup had lost during the
*last* five or six pointless flame wars.
Here was an occasion, it could have been magnificently risen to, but
instead all that is left behind in the smelly ashes is a new newsgroup
and a DejaNews record of ATXC's loudest, scariest and most pathetic
week.
Color me amazed.
So, welcome, ATXCM to the alt.tv.xf hierarchy.
Good luck to you, and may you learn your lessons in what NOT to do under
ANY circumstances from your "immature" sister group -- ATXC.
~~~~~~~~~
THE GOSS-IPER
Notes on The Archive of Note
~~~~~~
THE BIG ARCHIVE THAT COULDN'T
(and How No One Was Very Surprised...)
~~~~~~~
A scenario even Chicken Little refused to contemplate.
He looks up. *Gasp!* Good Lord! His dire predication has come true! The
sky *has* fallen! It's a terrible, FRIGHTENING sight!
And, much to his shock, no one notices.
Or cares.
Yes, the inevitable has happened as that Bulging Bandwidth Behemoth, The
Mighty Gossamer X-Philes USA is tossed from its server sometime in
early February. That's right, Gossamer is down to, count 'em, -two-
mirror sites, (Birdfeeder and Germany) both of them waiting like
shivering dominos to follow in Big Boy's wake, straight down into
Overload Hell.
It *is* a dire picture this time, especially after the news on the
grapevine is that most server owners would rather eat a tube of Crest on
a Saltine cracker than host an infamous bandwidth hog such as Gossamer
no matter how prestigious it might be.
But, what's the *really* interesting story here?
No, it's not that Gossamer is in danger of collapse yet *again,* but the
fandom's latest reaction to this possible disaster is what really
intrigues me.
No screams of "Save Gossamer!" or long threads of possible solutions
ranging from the ridiculous to the sensible are being heard anywhere. No
mourning
or sympathy cards for our harried archivists or offers of volunteering
are coming in from any corner of Wonderland.
Barely a ripple has registered across the community, with only the odd,
"Hey, I can't access X-Philes" responded to by a "Oh, for God's sake
can't you just SHUT UP?" breaking through the daily monotony.
The relative silence is eerie and a far cry from the desperate panic of
only a year ago.
Of course, there are reasons for this seemingly drastic change in
attitude. And not least of which is the fact that Gossamer has long ago
ceased to have a timely relevance to a community that used to depend
upon it for nearly all its reading and storing needs.
Now a full six months behind on archiving, with only two working
mirrors, creaky hardware and even creakier software, and twice the
downtime versus up, Gossamer has finally and officially become the
"tourist trap" of XFFanfic.
Sure, it's gotten the mainstream media attention via "The New York
Times" and "The Telegraph" but like the Carnegie Deli in Manhattan only
out-of-towners and new arrivals go anywhere near the place, not
realizing it's living off decades-old fame and that any native with a
working set of taste buds wouldn't be caught dead eating there. (Not
unless five pounds of old, greasy pastrami piled ten thousand feet high
on stale bread actually *appeals* to you, of course.)
In short, between author's homepages and Ephemeral, regular readers and
writers alike just can't be bothered anymore.
I mean, how seriously can you take a archive that offers this as a time
line for its eventual return to the Web?
"It'll be up when it goes up."
Oh, okay. That's says it all we suppose.
The sad fact is that most folks learned their lesson from the panic of a
year back. Yes, there -are- folks who are willing to build mirrors,
give obscene amounts of bandwidth and time and tech help in any way they
can, and many of these folks are honest and legit in their
willingness to give their all to the Gossamer cause.
So, will it happen? Nope, nope and nope.
Why, dare you ask? Simple.
Because even the casual observer has finally gotten the message that
Gossamer administration doesn't want anyone's help. I won't presume to
know why they don't (although I have my theories,) they can explain it
to you themselves, and I'll leave any guessing to my readers.
But the fact is, that without immediate intervention, overhauling, and
complete restructuring, Gossamer is eventually going down for good. I'm
not saying this will happen today, or even tomorrow, but it cannot
go on this way. The fandom is too big, too busy, too prolific and there
*is* only so much ceiling room left for a site as large, as overloaded
and central as this one.
It's just a simple fact.
And with it are going down a ton of fics that are exclusive to the
place, really old fics from '94 and '95 that can be found nowhere else,
whose authors have long left 'net, and therefore cannot be reached to
gain permission to re-archive these fics into smaller,
safer havens (perhaps such as a "Golden Oldie" site or the like?)
What happens to those? Who *owns* them now? Who owns the "Gossamer"
trademark? Is there, can there be such a thing? What about mirror sites?
What about splitting up the archive into either old and new, romo and
non-romo, date or alphabetically or anything resembling a
manageable site and who will *allow* certain folks to run those sites
and why should they be the ones who *grant* that permission?
And so on, and so on and so on.
So, while being being a fully functioning, up-to-date, *useful* archive
and resource for the fanfiction community is no longer on Gossamer's
list of immediate (or even long-term) priorities there are still serious
implications of a complete Gossamer blow-out, not least
of which is the loss of our "heritage."
One that can't be held hostage for very much longer.
So, come out, come out wherever you are Chicken Little. You were right,
the sky has fallen. And no, we aren't that scared anymore, but, then
again, there is just something we might be forgetting.
~~~~~~~
Rant-O-Rama
"AND THE WINNER IS..."
by CiCi Lean, 1999
~~~~~~~~
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who has the biggest ego of them all? Don't
answer that dearie, unless you want to go for a walk in the woods with
Mr. Hunter, all right?
Ah, Award Season. The smell of boiling blood is in the air and hot
sweaty jealous glances are being strewn about with measured carelessness
and itchy trigger fingers are poised over those "send e-mail" buttons
with intentions both good and evil. Stuffers and pranksters,
ulcer-ridden authors and gung-ho readers, egomaniacs and
sobbing newbie hopefuls, every one of them shoving, pushing, KILLING for
their chance to become a player in the ultimate game of Fanfic Chess --
becoming the Queen of FOREVER via an actual award! Doncha just LOVE
it?
I'm not going to talk about the ATXC Spooky Awards today, mainly because
they are deserving of their very own Special Edition. (Lucky, lucky
them! *cough*)
Instead, I'm going to talk about a much smaller, lesser known award, one
that went off surprisingly well in its first year of creation. Yes, I'm
talking about The Whammys.
Ah, the poor, innocent Whammys, the annual XFFanfic Slash Awards. An
award that quietly imploded upon itself during the very last days of
voting and has now disappeared into that sad and overcrowded bin
labeled "Ideas We Thought Would Be Fun."
It's a crying shame really, because the Whammys were created with by
very nice people with the excellent intentions of promoting a genre that
is *not* beloved by the other awards in our fandom, but has a quality
of writing and a stable of talent that doesn't deserved to be so roundly
and casually ignored by all the other awards, big and small.
From my observations, the Whammy committee consisted of three honest,
sensitive, idealistic people, who decided to take a large chunk of time
out of their busy real life schedules, while also abandoning many
of their more pleasurable on-line activities to run this award and their
intentions were, *gasp* -- good.
They really believed that they'd be presenting the best that slash had
to offer in a relaxed and fun environment and that everyone would be so
happy that the genre was finally getting a fair shake, that they'd
actually behave themselves. It would be a happy, educational time for
all involved and with any luck, an award like this would give a much
needed shot of legitimacy to a genre that's been called everything from
"garbage" to "trash" to "canonless porn" by the ignorant masses over in
GenLand.
Unfortunately, what the poor Whammy committee *didn't* realize that in
fact what they were offering was as far from a public service as one
could get even if they were presenting a "Do It Yourself" suicide booth
at a mental health clinic.
That unbeknownst to them, they were facilitating the presentation of one
of the most fearsome, the most violent, the most shameless, the most
TERRIFYING of all the green-eyed psychodramas that could ever plague the
narrow confines of this universe or any other...
An ego contest between amateur writers.
Dear God in Heaven! What could -possibly- be worse?
(All right, a production of "CATS" directed by the House Impeachment
Managers, featuring Rep. Henry Hyde singing from a giant litter box
*does* come to mind, but let's not go there, okay?)
Anyway, everything appeared okay at first, as the nominations went off
with relatively few hitches with the most serious being the huge, nearly
impossible-to-download listings page and some minor scuffles over
eligibility. Most folks voted for their favorites without too many
complaints and, for a while, everything seemed just ducky.
(Just to keep the record straight, I didn't vote in the nominations, I
*did* get nominated in two categories, "Best Other" and "Best Humor"
and I did vote in the final round. Yes, and I voted for myself. Five
times. I
mean, duh, I do have AOL for a reason. {grin})
But, gosh, that last round. It seems so odd to me that the nominations
are always so peaceful, but when it comes to that final announcement,
that "ultimate" crowning of ONE fic to lord over all the rest, people
just seem to lose their minds.
So, yes, there was stuffing and cheating and screaming and miseryduring
the final round of this year's Whammy Awards and a lot of it.
(According to one member of the administration, it wasn't the authors
who were doing or encouraging the cheating, but groups of overzealous
friends and readers of various authors and certain factions of trolls
who were trying to get certain authors disqualified for humiliation
purposes. Most of these folks were caught via their IPs and fake AOL
addys, but a lot weren't. In the end, everyone was basically suspect and
the award disintegrated under pressure to the committee.)
The final result? All the nominees were declared winners and the poor,
tired Whammy committee took off, bruised and battered, never to run
another award again.
Now, is this a shame? Yes, especially for this particular genre. Was it
unexpected? No, not really.
Over the years, I've seen authors get physically ill during the waiting
period for the final winners, seen readers fight like dogs to round up
support for their favorites, heard of folks never speaking to
each other again before, during and after these awards. I mean, I've
seen it ALL and none of it was very nice.
And I don't think all this cheating and angst happens because an author
wants to be known as "the best" either. No, I believe it's something
much, much worse than that. See, I don't think any author necessarily
wants to win over everyone else...
But they sure as hell don't want an author they have no respect for to
be publicly lauded over THEM.
To a writer, THAT is a fate much, -much- worse than the simple loss of
an award. Really, I know writers who would rather drop dead than seean
author they dislike or have no respect for win ANYTHING over them.
Thus the hysteria. And ultimately all the nasty, underhanded, miserable
things that go along with that insecurity. Such as cheating, stuffing,
fighting, crying, and all the rest.
So, what's the solution to all this silliness you might ask? Well, I
guess the obvious one would be not to throw awards, but I can also see
the reader's perspective of things. Awards are great form of
recommendations for them, a way to send feedback via voting and a nice
way to make their own mark felt in a world that often seems to view them
as outsiders ... interlopers even.
Another solution would be to do away with that *final* First Place prize
and let the nominees share for each category, thus reducing hostilities
to a minimum, and removing the need for cheating of any kind. It's
vaguely unsatisfying, but the peace might be worth it.
Or, we can just all throw an award and give them to ourselves on a daily
basis, for the mere act of completing, editing and posting a fic of any
kind, which in my view, is often an act of heroism unto itself
and deserving of *something.*
We can call them... the "I Made This!" Award.
And give ourselves a first prize every single time we post.
CiCi Lean, 1999
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pesonally, because remember, faulting genetics *is* the polite thing to
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So, for those folks who "just don't get it," get your copy of THE FLACID
DESK in "Moron" today!
SAMPLE TRANSLATIONS:
GOSSIP CORNER: I couldn't come up with anything, so I pretended that I
know something you don't about some well-known incidents. Also I threw
in that stuff about encryption because none of you idiots understand
that it makes no sense.
THE LITTLE NEWSGROUP THAT COULD
(and the Big Newsgroup That Just Couldn't STAND It!): What, me involved
in the biggest and bestest atxc troll/prank ever launched? I wasn't
anywhere near there
at the time!
THE BIG ARCHIVE THAT COULDN'T
(and How No One Was Very Surprised...): Nanny nanny boo-boo! Toldya so!
They're dead as a doornail, and we're dancing on their graves!
Bwahaha!
Rant-O-Rama
"AND THE WINNER IS...": The best defense is a good offense, isn't it?
If I keep repeating over and over again that certain highly motivated
and very experienced ballot stuffing authors were "exonerated," you
nitwits
will swallow it, as usual.
And finally!
"Some people should die. That's just unconscious knowledge." -- "Pigs In
Zen"
TRANSLATION:
"All of my many many enemies should die. Painfully. But I know better
than to make overt death threats.
Well except for that part about immolation, and we all
know who I'd love to set afire, don't we?" -- CiCiLean
~~~~~~~~~~~
That's it for this edition. Thanks to all my friends and supporters who
continue to write to me and request The Flacid Desk and give me good
vibes in general. Love ya all! Come again next time, and I'll have some
more snarky rants, squealing raves, filthy gossip and a whole lot more!
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CiCi Lean2
Just a note that this is *not* me, and this person *did* not have my permission
to post this to atxc or anywhere else. (BTW... you've left off my rec for
Meredith and my story recs.)
Beyond that, this person's actions speak for themselves.
(Oh, and I'm STILL going to produce my newsletter... so, nanny, nanny boo to
you.)
CiCi Lean
"STILL Nothing ChiChi About Me"
The Circle of CiCi
http://www.geocities.com/SoHo/Workshop/3293/index.html
BethLynn
This brings my list of people I dislike, to two. Two in thirty-seven eventful
years.
Congratulations. Any good you, 'imposter', may have ever done is null and void
in my eyes. You are ugly.
Pft. As if you care.
Plagerist.
BethLynn - truly angry for the first time on these ng's. I know, I'm supposed
to ignore it. Spank me. I don't care.
FEB
Auralissa
personal opinion on this imposter mess.
It's not funny. It's not cute. It is wrong, in every which way and form. It is
a violation of a thousand different rights, whether they are moral or legal.
Posting without permission, mocking people by using "clever" personas, and
stealing names to promote personal agendas... It's all under the big umbrella
of *wrong*.
So, maybe I'm getting carried away, but I will say this -- CiCi, you've got the
talent, the class, and the genuine personality here.
Whoever is trying to steal from it -- find a persona of your own.
Annie Sewell-Jennings
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Visit my archive: http://members.aol.com/auralissa/index.html
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R. Scott Carr
> THE FLACID DESK - FULL EDITION
The mutual disdain between the real CiCi Lean and me is certainly no
secret. Nevertheless, I find I have to say a word about this posting --
it's a matter of principle.
1. First, whatever one thinks of her, CiCi's identity belongs to her and her
alone. Attempts to usurp it (serious or otherwise) are not on.
2. While few offerings on the net cry out for satire to the extent that the
Acid Desk does, this hardly fits the bill. Maybe I'm just lazy, but could
the gibes be put up front next time?
--
Scott Carr
shan...@mindspring.com
stuff unless it affects me or my friends directly, but I'm entirely
sick of this. CiCi may be a little too much on the abrasive side for
my tastes sometimes, but I love getting my dose of "Acid," and I hate
seeing ANYONE under attack by an imposter.
So, whoever did this, did you get what you wanted out of it? If you
get off on rebukes and flames, I guess you have. Will you leave us
alone now? Hop on over to alt.brainless.idiots and have your fun with
your true peers.
Shannon
CiCi Lean2
Scott, I would be honored at any time to have you satirize the Acid Desk.
You would, at the very least, do it justice. :-) (And probably make me laugh
while I took my lumps :-)
"The Real" CiCi Lean
"STILL Nothing ChiChi About Me!"
Hindy Bradley
JourneyToX wrote:
>
> Some people are just filth.
But you don't hate them, right? Or are you trying to go for a record
number of apologies in one week?
> I think the greatest punishment that the fake CiCi has is the misery of living
> with herself on a daily basis.
Really? I think it's that all the people who supposedly left to start
their own newsgroup, just won't go away. What's the matter, tired of
your own company already?
> I think the worst moment of her life will be when she realizes that out of
> everything she ever dreamed of being or aspired to, out of all her efforts to
> live her life to its fullest, her result has been
> (1) stealing an identity
> (2) mocking and lying
> (3) spewing viciousness
> (4) on a newsgroup
> (5) regarding fanfiction
> (6) regarding a television show.
FYI, these are not results, but actions and clauses, but then, the real
writers here know that.
> I mean, how marginal can you get?
As marginal as a dead ng in a community that's expanding with new lists,
readers, writers and reviewers every day?
As marginal as a former fanfic diva who no longer posts fic, but instead
sends out bombastic, rambling, unedited pieces of hyperbole that no one
will ever make it through to the end of without risking brain lesions?
> The problem's with you. The stench of hate (and I don't use that word lightly) is
Oh, oh. There it is. The "H" word. Couldn't keep you hands off of it,
eh? Ten prayers of penance and a round on the whipping post for you.
Hindy
WickdZoot
>their own newsgroup, just won't go away. What's the matter, tired of
So all this makes plagiarism okay? Is that what is known as moral relativism?
zoot
...[It's] a simply Gothic little place consisting of three of borderline
personalities, a trailer park sophist, a dyslexic and two old dykes
struggling not to pop out of their bondage gear...
The Marquise De Lean
BethLynn
<some stuff snipped>
>FYI, these are not results, but actions and clauses, but then, the real
>writers here know that.
What is the definition of *real* writer? Can anybody explain? What is your
('your' in the community sense of the word) definition of a *real* writer?
Do the *real* writers know who they are? Or must they have someone shout, "By
golly, you're a *real* writer," for them to establish in their hearts that
their expression is of some value?
BethLynn
FEB
Veronica
The fake CiCi pissed me off.
But YOU take the cake, Hindy.
What the <deleted> is your problem?
Do you think that someone *should* have stolen CiCI's work?
Do YOU know the person who did it and are defending them?
Or are you just using this as an oportunity to harass JTX?
So which is it?
Hindy Bradley wrote in message <36E55934...@home.com>...
>>JourneyToX wrote:
>>
>> Some people are just filth.
>
>
>But you don't hate them, right? Or are you trying to go for a record
>number of apologies in one week?
She has nothing to apologise for. YOU do.
>
>
>> I think the greatest punishment that the fake CiCi has is the misery of
living
>> with herself on a daily basis.
>
>
>Really? I think it's that all the people who supposedly left to start
>their own newsgroup, just won't go away. What's the matter, tired of
>your own company already?
Hey uh... Hindy. Anyone can read and post to either newsgroup. OK?
Understand?
Or do I have to translate that to Moron for you?
>
>> I think the worst moment of her life will be when she realizes that out
of
>> everything she ever dreamed of being or aspired to, out of all her
efforts to
>> live her life to its fullest, her result has been
>> (1) stealing an identity
>> (2) mocking and lying
>> (3) spewing viciousness
>> (4) on a newsgroup
>> (5) regarding fanfiction
>> (6) regarding a television show.
>
>
>FYI, these are not results, but actions and clauses, but then, the real
>writers here know that.
LOL! Well, which real writer told YOU that?
<snip vague accusations that nobody wants to hear>
>> The problem's with you. The stench of hate (and I don't use that word
lightly) is
>
>
>Oh, oh. There it is. The "H" word. Couldn't keep you hands off of it,
>eh? Ten prayers of penance and a round on the whipping post for you.
>
>Hindy
No I guess she couldn't.
Not with people like you around, anyway.
~Veronica
CiCi Lean2
>As marginal as a former fanfic diva who no longer posts fic, but instead
>sends out bombastic, rambling, unedited pieces of hyperbole that no one
>will ever make it through to the end of without risking brain lesions?
>
Hey! I prefer to think of it as brain lemonade myself. You know,
"acid/lemonade"?
Whatever.
And I posted a very nice fic just a couple of weeks ago! I may be faded in my
Norma Desmond fanfic glory, by God, I'm still chugging.
And all of *this* hyperbole of YOURS still doesn't change the fact that I was
robbed. Yep.
My name, my address and my words were STOLEN and FALSELY PRESENTED AS MINE.
That's right. I'll say it again and again just to keep your hair on. (In all
caps too!)
Yep. I was robbed. And I don't appreciate that. For myself or for anyone
else. I've stood up viciously for plagiarized members of this community for
*years*, so you bet your damn ass I will stand up for myself.
As for the contents of my newletter, you are free to hate them, to love them,
to ignore them, to call them anything you want, but if you fucking STEAL them,
or CONDONE their theft, or post them ANYWHERE without my express permission, I
will bite your fucking head off.
(And yes, I *do* chew 100 times per bite, just like my Mama taught me.)
The same goes for my name and my address.
So, there no wounded innocents here. Just a victim of theft.
CiCi Lean
"STILL nothing ChiChi about me..."
Wombat
Someone let me know when it's all over.
Wombat
P.S Hey, CiCi, I got Whammy nominations for best humour and best other too.
How d'ya wanna do this - bunnies on a stick at dawn? ;-)
stillwater16
this was lame at best.
if you want to harass someone, please don't use my poor brain cells as your
helpless intermediary. they're tired. they want a nap.
stillwater16, wondering what the point was here?
Dasha K
who keeps us so well-entertained with the Acid Desk. I can only say that
whoever the sad sack was who did this, well, honey, my sympathies to you and
your petty life.
And while you're at it, dear imposter, if you're gonna satirize the Acid Desk,
can you at least do a good job of it? This was just boring...
Dasha K.
Admitting your fanfic problem is the first step...
Shameless plug- come see Dasha K's Fanfic-O-Rama
Houng Te
Hindy Bradley (hzbr...@home.com) writes:
> But you don't hate them, right? Or are you trying to go for a record
> number of apologies in one week?
No, darling, that's *my* role.
> Really? I think it's that all the people who supposedly left to start
> their own newsgroup, just won't go away. What's the matter, tired of
> your own company already?
No, it's that the newsgroup misses these people so much we can't do
without them so we beg them to come back. And I'm not being sarcastic. I
just got onto ATXC for the first time in a week and was more than happy to
see Viridian and Te post something here. And I never miss a post by CiCi
Lean. She's witty, funny, thoughtful (trust me, she is), and honest.
She's one of a kind, and it shocked the hell out of me that someone thinks
they could steal her identity and get away with it.
Besides stealing someone's identity, twisting their words around, and
trying to give CiCi a bad name, this person is also giving CiCi a rough week.
She works hard on her Acid Desk newsletter and deserves much better than
this. A hell of a lot better.
I haven't read the "Flacid Desk", but I figured it would be like watching
a bad remake of a favorite movie. As far as I'm concerned, there couldnt' be a
bigger sin.
--
I would quit but it would make far too many people way too happy.
-not exact quote from Mulder
shannar...@pnx.com
repetitive of Cici's actual posting which I found tedious to begin
with, let alone looking at it again.;) It was an obvious attempt at
satire but poorly done. Why the big deal about it? Did anyone REALLY
think it was Cici?
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GeoRed
<hea...@home.com> writes:
>I thought I was disgusted before.
>The fake CiCi pissed me off.
>But YOU take the cake, Hindy.
>
>What the <deleted> is your problem?
>Do you think that someone *should* have stolen CiCI's work?
>Do YOU know the person who did it and are defending them?
>Or are you just using this as an oportunity to harass JTX?
I am doubly disgusted as well. The issue is theft. Some people are trying to
divert the issue to ATXCM, DM, and other petty quarrels. What I want to know
is.......why? Something to hide? Feeling small?
Heidi
::::::::with head in hands, rocking slowly::::::::::
"It just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter."
<Mulder: He's not just lean.......he's cuisine.>
Teddi Litman
shannar...@pnx.com wrote:
Why the big deal about it? Did anyone REALLY
>think it was Cici?
It doesn't really matter; the person still *claimed* to be CiCi Lean.
Maureen O'Brien
pick (although many of the uses for such have been childish, and not
nearly as entertaining as the alternate identities so carefully created
and maintained in the zine fandom of the late 30's and early 40's). And
the odd hoax here and there...well, that dates back to Tucker's infamous
"death" in the lettercols, back during the Staple War of the 1930's.
But going under the guise of an existing member of the community, trying
to steal their credibility and besmirch their reputation?
That's low. That's always been low and it always will be.
I don't care what kind of grudge you're sporting; nobody else made you
fall this far. You did it to yourself.
I know you are a better person than this. Somewhere inside you, there's
a person who actually likes to read and to write stories. That's the
person you're supposed to be.
Let us know that person. Please. Before you turn into this one
permanently.
Maureen
Dianora2
>the odd hoax here and there...well, that dates back to Tucker's infamous
>"death" in the lettercols, back during the Staple War of the 1930's.
D'oh! Is THAT why using someone you know or somone you know's name for a
character in a book is called Tuckerizing them? I never bothered to find out
the origin.
--Dia, who is Tuckerized in "Visitors," the latest Buffy the Vampire Slayer
novel... <G>
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Lauryn137
>>the odd hoax here and there...well, that dates back to Tucker's infamous
>>"death" in the lettercols, back during the Staple War of the 1930's.
>
>D'oh! Is THAT why using someone you know or somone you know's name for a
>character in a book is called Tuckerizing them? I never bothered to find out
>the origin.
I suddenly have this strange desire to change my name. :P
Lauryn Tucker
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Jogonturan
>think it was Cici?
Well, no. She'd have spelled "Flaccid" correctly! :D
BTW....does anyone have even the slightest idea who the imposter is, so we
can do a virtual tar and feathering?
Jo.
"...I wasn't even sure the vampire part was what was embarrassing. Good girls
do not end up w/naked male anything in their bathtubs at four something in the
morning. Maybe I wasn't a good girl. Maybe I never had been." Anita Blake
"Bloody Bones"