A com-priv bedtime story
Date: Mon, 31 Oct 94 11:01:13 PST
Subject: A com-priv bedtime story
Forwarded-by: bostic@CS.Berkeley.EDU (Keith Bostic)
Forwarded-by: Wendell Craig Baker <email@example.com>
From: Bill Frezza (via RadioMail) <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Should universal access Internet facilities be put in Post Offices or
"Bow wow," said Pokey the maildog. "I am in every hamlet, village, and
congressional voting district. I am a state monoploy established by the
US Constitution. Give the money to me."
"Meow, meow," said Kitty the Librarian. "I am the repository of free
knowledge, the center of civic intellectual life. Give the money to me."
"But, but .." sputtered Little Red Hen the taxpayer. "That money is mine.
I earned it myself. I'd rather save it for a rainy day."
"What effrontery!" barked Pokey the maildog. "How selfish!" hissed Kitty
So they put aside their differences, formed a committee, held a hearing,
consulted the experts, reached a compromise, passed a regulation, and
together they plucked the Little Red Hen, cooked her up in a pot and ate
her for dinner.
And they ate every last bit.
© 1994 Peter Langston