Incidents yesterday = 1,364 above normal (decrease of 9% from the day before)[normal Incident count
= 23.4], including 432 dead for a total of 869 (86 anshin for a total of 173)
Report on Ganj Dareh Meeting/will-be-heard participation (R=42%/W=28%):
Statistical anomaly: 54.8% drop in Readers and 48.1% drop in Writers
Discussion Groups Active: 16,731 Forums & 22,440 Klatsches
Statistical anomaly: 68% drop in conversations over Neighborhood Fences, exceeding drop in
will-hear share; samples follow:
Neighborhood=Vestmannaeyjar: We're out of it, no more stone's-throw klatsch. Milton didn't want
to shut it down, said we should "stay the course." What crap! When people die, that's time to
give up and stay inside.
Neighborhood=Shevoroshkin: I'm not hiding, really. I just don't feel like going out, cyber or
zhuhndí. I mean, why risk it? If they want to run the paths, let them, I say. And I don't care
who "they" are, anymore, really.
Notable excerpts: Moderated Klatsch "Health Care, General Discussion"
By: Ol Usegun Obasanjo [Neighborhood Xref=Cavilli-Sforza]
.voice-only: This may seem petty, with everything else that's going on. My brother's really
sick. He could die. Of course, the anshin are taking care of him — even with all their other
concerns right now — but they're barely keeping him stable ... whatever this thing is, I can't
understand their tek-gibber. His kids are ... the anshin are taking care of them, too ... in their
own neighborhood too ... full-seconds care by old folks ... who really seem to look out for them
... I guess I'm just worried. You'd think in this day and age, we could cure anything — even fear
and hatred — especially fear and hatred, damn it! — but Nature still does better lab work than
we do. Even standardizing on the complete human genome doesn't keep us from being part of the
experiments. I'm talking germs here now.
By: Ros Smokey Solcartoon [Neighborhood Xref=Cnwch Coch]
.voice-only: Few people take comfort in these words, but just in case they will help you: That's
life, down and dirty. Ever since we could look around at ourselves, at our lives, at our
environment, we've asked, "Why does it have to be this way?" We've come a long ways in fixing the
downside of life; compare us with the cavemen, the idealized First Nations of America, the British
Empire in its heyday, or even the turn of the Twenty-First Century, right before the Backdoor
opened to other planets. That's why we can dare to make a pattern about Life Expectancy. Of
course, the Founders thought they could cure bigotry too ...
Anyway, there's always something left that we can't fix. The odds favor the House, Whoever that
is. Our mission, which we accept with our first breaths: do the best you can with what you're
given, believing — or maybe just hoping — that when you bet with the House, in whatever form, in
the long run, you win.
Ol Usegun: It's hard ... to put the anger in that perspective. What if you're wrong? I'm afraid
of being fooled. I'd really hate ... to be a fool on something as important as the Meaning of
Life.
By: Mich Eldu Frénoy [Neighborhood Xref=Mawddach]
.voice-only: Argh, that hoary bęte noire! Autant d'hommes, autant d'avis. Face it, mon amis,
bon gré, mal gré, we live, we die. Watchmaker or no Watchmaker, Scorekeeper or no Scorekeeper, we
live and we die. Eat dessert first because you don't know what could happen, but eat your
vegetables as well because you may live a long time. And remember, moderation in everything —
including moderation. Now I have a nap to take in my afternoon garden. Bonne foi et bonjour!
Ol Usegun: Easy for him to say; he's practically nothing but a brain in a jar. His zhuhndí is all
cerebral and virtual.
Ros Smokey: Ignore him. Just look after your brother. Do your best each day and Eternity will
take care of itself.
Ol Usegun: Good idea, Toro. Now if we could just get the rest of this felo-de-se we live in, our
suicidal direvnya, to live by that ...
Notable excerpts: Moderated Klatsch "Slaughter in the Paths"
By: [no identifier]
.text-only: Body Count
Ours vs Theirs
304 vs 128
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