[NOTE (07/01/2003): Upon threat of legal action, references to a brand name have been removed from this file and replaced with COCKS. - Jason Scott, TEXTFILES.COM] ////|| ||||\\\ ||||\\\ ||||||| ||| ||| ||||\\\ ||| ||| |\\ //| ////||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| |||\\ ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| |\\\ ///| //// ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| |||\\\||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||\\\///|| ////__||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||||| ||| \\\|| ||| ||| ||| ||| |||\\//||| ////---||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ////¯¯¯¯||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| //// ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| ||| //// ||| ||||/// ||||/// ||||||| ||| ||| ||||/// \\\|/// ||| ||| //// ||| ||| ||| //// ||| Comprehension? Understanding? Bah! ||| ||| _-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-_ ¯ http://members.optushome.com.au/steak/addendum/ ¯ Issue 86 - Finalized on Friday, 10 January 2002 at 12:10 AM The title of this issue is: 'The beginning' Contents ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ 1. The End of an Era, by Steak 2. How to Have Fun and Break the Law at the Same Time (and not get caught) by Some1 _ 3. Trouble in the Loop" Part 2, by cmountford _ ¯-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-¯ 1. The End of an Era, by Steak ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ That’s it bro that’s the end. I’m not kidding, Addendum is ending. Now that the shock’s over you probably expect me to jump out and cry "Hahahah I was only kidding!" Well that’s not going to happen, it really is the end. [Insert U2’s ‘October’ here] Reasons? Do I need reasons? No I don’t, but I do have some. The pain of it all. Do you know how hard it is to run an e-zine? It’s very hard. Especially if you know practically no one that is willing to write for you. It’s a perfect battle almost every issue to get articles. I’m tired of posting in message boards looking for writers. I’m tried of trying to find new and unknown ways of subtlety hinting that people should write for me. I’m tried of it all. So I’m packing it in, I don’t want my own e-zine any longer. Please do not email me asking to take over the job as editor, Addendum is mine and will continue to be so. Further more I want the option to bring it back to life later if I deem it necessary. It probably won’t happen but you never know. For now at least I want to focus on being a freelance writer. I’m going to continue writing textfiles for the text scene, but instead of them all going into one failing zine I am going to be submitting them to many different good ones. I’m going it alone and I think that’s the best thing for me at the moment. You can get a list of the current e-zines available by pointing your web browser at http://www.textscene.com/ or http://scene.textfiles.com/ I will most likely be posting most of my stuff in angstmonster as I have a friend there, but I do intend to submit to a range of zines. If your interested, there should be a page up on my website soon detailing each and every edition of each zine I appear in so you can keep track of my textfile movements. This issue is basically a good-bye issue, a testament to all the work that a few people and I put into this zine over the last year. I also have included two articles that were written especially for me, I promised that I would include them in the next issue and I’m making good on that promise. Thanks to all the subscribers, thanks to all the submitters, thanks to all the readers, thanks to everyone who made addendum what it was, you all should be up for sainthood. This is the end of an era and the opening of a door in my life that will hopefully lead to better (and hopefully professional) things. So long, and thanks for all the fish 2. How to Have Fun and Break the Law at the Same Time (and not get caught) ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ by Some1 ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Disclaimer: The information provided here is for educational and entertainment purposes only. I am not responsible if you get yourself killed, maimed, arrested, shot, raped, lacerated, or anything else as a result of the information in this file. I may have provided the info, but the decisions regarding if and how to use it rest with you and you alone. Bottom line: I am not responsible for YOUR stupidity. Preface: Chances are, if you're reading this, then you are not the sort of person who considers a "good time" to be a night spent sitting with a bunch of people, wearing pajamas, and talking about celebrities and joking about the clothes that people on TV are wearing. If you are, then first, fuck off, and second, stop reading now. I did not create this file to amuse teenyboppers. This file exists to help give intelligent people some ideas on how they may entertain themselves (and a small group) while making a sociopolitical statement at the same time. While I am aware that many documents of this nature already exist (commonly referred to as "anarchy philes"), many of them are of poor quality, and contain ideas that are the product of untested hypotheses, or are written by people who obviously haven't even hit puberty yet, and are generally of little practical value. My intent is to try and help rectify this fact, and to create a document that is actually useable by the intelligent social malcontents. Anyways, on to the good stuff: 1. Fun with explosives: Fireworks can be a godsend on those boring nights, and they have a myriad of potential uses. If you're the timid type then just getting some friends together and going to some remote location in the middle of the night (cliffs work quite well, if you feel confident that you can climb them while hauling up bags of fireworks at the same time...it can be done, I've done it with friends several times, just make sure you scout the area out during the day time before you make any night time excursions) can be fun, and allows for some of the other fun things described below to be done afterwards (if you are sure that your fireworks didn't attract any unwanted attention). Needless to say, it pays to have somebody on lookout, and to park your car (assuming you used one) some distance from where you will actually be shooting off the fireworks (where it is not easily visible from the road as well), and to also work out well in advance what you will do if the cops show up (surrender is a bad option, hiding is okay if they don't find your vehicle and if they're not sure where you are or if you're there at all, but slowly moving to a safe hiding spot, and then making your way back to your vehicle in a roundabout fashion is generally the best bet. If the location you've chosen doesn't allow for this sort of thing, then FIND A NEW ONE THAT DOES. There's no sense in getting in trouble due to lack of planning. But perhaps just shooting off some fireworks from the top of some cliffs seems a little cliche to you? Well as I'm sure you're aware, fireworks are also great for political/petty vandalism as well as general instruments of urban terror. A powerful enough M-80 can destroy a closed mailbox with ease (run like hell after you've put it in, and don't go back to check out your handiwork until morning...in fact, you'd be well advised to stay out of the general area for some time, as an exploding mailbox tends to attract a good deal of attention). Bottle rockets can be launched at the house of whomever you don't like, or thrown from a moving vehicle to create general chaos, or, if you've got a minivan and a friend with a LOT of balls, you can drive around with the sliding door open (it helps to have one of those sliding doors that can be "locked" in the open position, so you don't have to worry about it slamming shut and cutting off your friend's hands when you slow down or take a corner. Having a long, slender metal launching tube, sealed at one end also helps, as it will prevent sparks from setting the inside of the car on fire, and help to contain the inevitable smoke) and use it as a mobile launching platform. Assign points to various targets, and take turns driving and see who can "score" the highest. Needless to say, if you are going to be doing any variant of the "mobile launch platform" idea, you should find a back road that you KNOW is not patrolled by police, and you should conduct your business quickly and then go somewhere else (and do something else for at least a little while). If the worse case scenario happens, and you get pulled over shortly after shooting off a rocket, and the cop asks "why are you driving around with the side door open and the car full of smoke," you can try saying "there's an exhaust leak, and I didn't want to die of CO poisoning," and hope that he buys it (he won't if he can smell the difference between burnt powder and car exhaust). If you plan on chucking firework out on a road that has other cars on it, then take the time to construct a simple device to cover up your license plate number (and be sure to remove it as soon as you are done), and remember, ANY lamer that has a CB radio (or a cell phone...) could potentially report you to the cops, and even follow you and give them info on your position...so like I said, finding a back road in the middle of the night is your best bet, then you can just use houses as targets. But what if you live somewhere that fireworks can't be readily acquired, or have an irrational fear of fire? Never fear, for all is not lost, you can simply make your very own, quite effective, non-pyrotechnic, chemical based "fireworks" out of stuff that can be found most anywhere. The device of which I speak is the ubiquitous "COCKS bomb," a simple device that uses a chemical reaction to create air pressure, which ruptures a container, producing a VERY LOUD explosive "boom." Just because these things use air-power rather than conventional explosives, do not underestimate them. "COCKS bombs" pack QUITE a punch, they can destroy mailboxes (or even be used as propellant in potato guns), and a 2- liter bomb will produce a boom that will be audible across hundreds of yards, and it will most likely be interpreted as a "shotgun blast" by anyone within a 150 foot radius...these are powerful toys, so treat them with respect. The reason they are called "COCKS bombs" is that the active ingredient is a product called "COCKS," which can be picked up at your standard low- end department store (K-Mart, Walgreens, Wal-Mart). If you can't find it then any product which contains hydrochloric acid (HCl, which is the active ingredient in the toilet cleaner) may be substituted...just check the labels and pick the one with the greatest concentration of HCl. If you have access to the pure stuff (either stolen from a chem lab or purchased from a chemical supplier), that will work as well, but it MUST be HCl. Once you have a suitable source of HCl, all you need is some aluminum foil (available from any supermarket), and a bottle. Plastic soda bottles work best, a bigger bottle make a bigger bang (and takes longer to go off). Glass bottles may also be used, and these will yield a higher pitched bang than the plastic bottles, and also create shards of glass shrapnel. In case you haven't figured it out yet, to make a COCKS bomb, simply take about 6 to 8 strips of aluminum foil that are each about 5 inches wide by 11 inches long (or whatever length your role came in, it doesn't make too much difference), and crumple into 6 to 8 eleven inch long rolls of foil (i.e. just roll them so that they will fit through the mouth of the bottle). Place these in the bottle, add a couple inches worth of acid, seal the top (if it's working you should see bubbles coming off the foil), and get to a safe distance (20 or 30 feet is generally sufficient, if you don't need to make a fast getaway), and wait. For the curious people out there, the HCl reacts with the aluminum to produce H2 (hydrogen gas) and AlCl (aluminum chloride, a solid mineral salt), the buildup of hydrogen increases the pressure inside the bottle, until eventually it ruptures, and that's the science behind the COCKS bomb. The time it takes to go off depends on the size of the bottle used. Small 1 liter bottles can go off in as little as 2 minutes, 2 liter bottles take about 5+ minutes, and 3 liter bottles can take up to 10 to 15 minutes to pop. NEVER approach a bottle that fails to pop (shoot at it with a BB gun maybe, but NEVER go and pick it up). Just because it didn't go off doesn't mean that the pressure inside isn't dangerously high, nor does it mean that the pressure has stopped building. If an attempt fails, just leave it and try again with a fresh bottle, using more aluminum and acid than you did the previous time. Finally, hydrogen gas is flammable, and though I've never tried it, if you were to place a COCKS bomb next to a source of reliable flame (one that won't get blown out when the bottle pops), you will ignite the hydrogen as it disperses, resulting in a fireball of appreciable magnitude...if you're going to try igniting the hydrogen, however, make sure that you do so in an area with plenty of space, and not many people. Now, on to what a COCKS bomb may be used for. As I mentioned, these things pack enough punch to take out a mailbox when placed inside, but this is not their best use. The fact that a COCKS bomb creates no shrapnel (when made with a plastic bottle), and no fireball on detonation makes it the ideal tool for creating urban chaos. The only sign that a COCKS bomb has gone off (aside from the sound, obviously) is a small cloud of white "smoke" which is harmless and rapidly dissipates, meaning that these "bombs" can quite easily be used to sow confusion in a public place without having to worry about inadvertently causing injury to any of the innocent bystanders (scaring them may be fun, but hurting them is un cool), and this also makes the source of all the thunderous explosions difficult for people to pinpoint. A great "theater of war" for the COCKS bomb is a mall parking lot. Simply park somewhere out of the way, have a friend quickly conceal a bomb under a nearby car, and drive off to a different spot and wait for the ensuing chaos (or place a second bomb, and then drive to a new spot, and so on), and get out of there before the cops arrive (or stay and watch as they confusedly search for the source of the explosion(s) if you are ABSOLUTELY sure that NOBODY observed you placing the bombs). In most places, these things are legally considered to be bombs (despite the fact that they produce no shrapnel or harmful incendiary blast wave), and the penalty can be severe if you are tied to the use of them, so BE CAREFUL about where you choose to use them, and try to make sure that there are no cameras or other evil devices which might record your activity for later review by pissed off law enforcement people. If you do happen to get caught, try the "I/we am/are a group of students when went to chemistry class together, and we were re-enacting an experiment to collect hydrogen gas, but we got the molar quantities wrong, and things sort of got out of control" excuse. It sounds lame, but it worked for me in the past when somebody did the MASSIVELY stupid thing of setting one of these things off in my front yard, in the middle of the day. The idea is to simply create "reasonable excuse," and the above story qualifies, assuming you are young enough to pass as either a HS or college student. 2. Trespassing: So maybe explosives aren't your cup of tea, and I certainly can't hold that against you. Explosives are extremely illegal, dangerous, and the idea of terrorizing random people just for the hell of it isn't something that's going to appeal to everyone. Trespassing is a viable (and relatively safe) alternative, and while it may seem lame on its face, it actually has a lot of potential. One of the funnest places to go is the roof of the local High School (or any school really, provided that it is not actively patrolled by the police). Although it may be possible to access the roof of the school by breaking into the building and finding the appropriate set of stairs, this is EXTREMELY stupid as most schools have security systems installed, and the last thing you want is to end up cornered inside a dark building by the police. A better way to reach the roof is to look for a scalable section of the building. This is not far-fetched as it may sound. Many buildings have portions that are aesthetically "textured" in such a way as to provide sufficient hand and foot holds for anyone brave enough to attempt to scale the wall. Flagpoles positioned near the wall of the building (which are virtually certain to be present at any halfway decent school) also provide a possible point of access, and most schools have benches and even dumpsters which can be positioned and stacked into a makeshift ladder in a pinch. "Roofwallking" is more fun if you bring a few people along, and once on the roof there are lots of things you can do...use you imagination, and if the school happens to have a little open-air "atrium" that students pass through on the way to classes which allows them an unrestricted view of the sky, pretend that this atrium is a giant toilet, and repay the government for the sub-standard education that it stuck you with. Just remember, your voices will carry quite a distance from up on the roof, so if there are houses nearby, you'll want to keep it down. Abandoned /condemned buildings also make for good trespassing fun, just make sure you bring along something for any prying /smashing that may happen to be necessary, as well as a flashlight so that you can see on the inside. It's surprising what you'll find in an abandoned place, especially if it was a commercial or industrial complex before it was abandoned. You can find tools, chemicals, documents, ancient electronics, and all sorts of cool old shit. Bringing a loot bag along is also a good idea if you suspect that the building you will be entering saw "interesting" uses before it was condemned. Be wary, however, of shoddily built or decaying sections of construction, and of animals and their fecal matter. Just because a place has been abandoned doesn't mean that there's nothing alive inside of it (and living things certainly add to the creep-out factor, which is half the fun). As with most things, the golden rule of "if you are doing something illegal, park your car far away from where you'll be, and make sure that it won't be noticed from the road by a casual observer" applies, so make sure you follow it, and work out what to do if the cops show up in the building (they'll probably be more nervous than you, giving you a distinct advantage...use the time they devote to caution to quickly find the back door and exit the building and discreetly get to your vehicle and drive away. 3. Roof Riding: I don't think I need to write too much about this topic...most of it is self- explanatory. Get a friend, and a car, and have the friend drive (it helps to pick a friend that you trust) while you climb out on the roof. If you are particularly bold, stand upright and wave (or do other things) at other cars as they pass (and hope that none of the other cars is a police car). Having a vehicle with a large roof helps, as does having a friend who can drive good AND fast at the same time. Nothing is lamer than roof-riding at 5 mph, and nothing is worse than being thrown off the roof of a car going 60 mph. The fastest I've personally gone on the roof of any car was about 70 mph down a back road on the roof of a friend's sports car, and the fastest I've gone standing fully upright is about 35 mph on the roof of a suburban (BIG assed vehicle)...have fun trying to break my records, and if you don't want tickets for reckless endangerment and all sorts of other things, restrict your roof riding to back roads late at night. Afterword: That's all I feel like writing, the following topics (among others) are possible in a future file, if this one is well received and if I feel like making it: 4. Fun with videotape 5. Signs 3.Trouble in the Loop" Part 2, by cmountford ¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯ Last issue, a sinister man walks up to Chris and tells him that he has a job for him. A man dressed in an all-black suit gets out of a black car with tinted windows. The sinister figure carefully looks around before walking toward Chris. The man’s face is hidden in shadow. In spite of the sweltering weather and sun beating down on them, something about the man sends chills running up and down the boy’s spine. Satisfied that nobody is watching, the man proceeds walking toward Chris. "Hello? Who are you?" Chris asks. The man takes one more glance over his shoulder, and then coughs. But it wasn’t the sort of cough from a person who’s sick. Instead, it was the sort of cough that people make voluntarily to express something. The man asks, "Is your name Chris ___________?" The man asked in an oddly deep, scratchy voice. Chris glances around, and then pauses while wondering if he should tell the man who he is. He decides not to, and that it would be better to make the man guess. "I don’t know. Why? Who do you think I am?" Chris asks casually. The man’s face remains hidden, but Chris notices an odd pause before the man responds. "I’ve been told that your name is Chris Edwards. Before asking any questions about me, let me do the talking." Chris wonders how the man knew who he was. The man comments, "It’s not safe here. Follow me into the car." Chris wonders if he’s making a mistake by getting into a stranger’s car, but he’s glad that he just charged his cell phone. Chris decides to follow the man into the car. Somehow, the man faintly reminds Chris of someone, but he can’t remember who. "Shut the door behind you," the man commands Chris. And if you have a cell phone, turn it off." Chris shuts the door, and reluctantly turns his phone off. "Now we can talk safely without being monitored." the man states. "Now if you wouldn’t mind, could you please tell me what is the meaning of this?" Chris demands. The man replies, "I’m getting there. First, I need to make sure you’re really Chris Edwards. Tell me what you know about your father." Chris says, "Well, my father has a job in a financial institution that helps other people manage their money, and he’s had it as long as I can remember." The mysterious man in black states with an icy voice, "Public records could tell me that much. Where did your father say he was going for the business trip he recently left for, and when did he leave?" The man’s curiosity and knowledge of his father’s doings sent an icy series of chills down Chris’ back. Chris eyes the man suspiciously, and then replies, "Well, before I came out here, my dad said he planned to leave on a trip four days ago. He said he had to go to some meeting to be held in England." The man’s face shows nothing. Chris asks, "What exactly is all this about? If you don’t tell me soon, I’m leaving." The man suddenly reaches down to his waist, and Chris’ heart begins pounding. Chris wishes he hadn’t said that! "Please don’t shoot me!" Chris begs. The man laughs a menacing, deep laugh. Chris’ mind begins racing, but he stalls for time by blurting out, "What’s so funny? You enjoy shooting people!?!" Chris wonders if the man is going insane, because he starts laughing even harder, but the laugh sounds strangely evil yet very faintly reminds him of something. He tries to remember what, but his fear of being shot make thinking about such matters impossible. The man fiddles with a concealed object inside his suit. The man suddenly stops, pulls something out of his mouth, and says, "I’m sorry for the deception, but it was necessary. How’s it going?" Chris’ mouth drops open, but can’t think of anything to say. The man’s voice sound suddenly less sinister, and even had a slightly amused tone to it. Chris knows the voice sounds familiar, but he still struggles to figure out who is speaking. The man makes a sudden movement and Chris’ eyes briefly catches a shimmer of light. The boy’s mind races as Chris watches in slow motion, terrified. Chris’ mind races and he realizes the one object the man could be pulling out of his coat. A split second later, the shiny object is fully visible, sharp and threatening. The man makes a sudden move with the knife. Chris hears a shrill noise, and notices he’s screaming. To be continued.. _-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-¯-_ ¯ You are authorized to pass copies of this text file around to friends, family and ¯ associates. But you do not have permission to mutate any part of the content thereof. If you do, we will find out where you live, burn your house down and kill your dog. You wouldn't want us to hurt fluffy now would you? Thankyou for your _ continued cooperation. _ ¯-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-¯