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SoCiOtY oF LAMERS Issue 15
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³ Issue 15 - Part I LAMERS founded Augest 30, 1995 ³
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Cops, what are they. To adults they are protectors of the law and
people. To Hackers and Phreakers cops just add more fun. To skateboarders,
they are a pain in the ass. The following paragraphs mention Skab's
experience with cops.
I have always hated cops. Probably I always will. That is beside the
point. Cops hinder skaters from practicing the art always known as
creativity. All my life I was creative in one form or another. When I found
out what a person could do on a skateboard, I was in total bliss. Seeing a
person ollying three steps, kickflip over cracks that could damage a skater
for some of his life. When I skate I'm always hyped to see my performance.
The cops that patrol St.James were cool. Or so we thought until St.James Day
arrived.
There was about ten Skaters behind the 7/11 on Lake. We always
Skated there. Cops never kicked us out. One time we asked a cop that was
walking by why he never did anything. The reply was,"you guys aren't
destroying anything so why should I bother." That was it. All we wanted to
hear was "why should I bother." Great. So back to the story...we all were
skateboarding and doing very good for a hot sticky day. My friend did a
wally, another did a 360 flipper, another did a four and a half foot length
olly. We got crates set up, I olly-shuvit over two one foot
high crates = 2',best so far (for me that is). Me and a friend went to go
to sev and get a super big gulp for each of us.
We start to walk back and notice 2 cops following us. My friend is
about to shit in his pants, he was hopping that they wouldn't search him and
find his bag of weed. I start to sweat even more, cops always make me
nervous. He went to run up a head of me so that he could make sure that
nobody was doing anything illegal, needless to say nobody was.
So when I got ther evryone was sitting down on a curb and was waiting
for the cops. They had asked us what we were doing. We reply,"We're
dancing. What does it look like to you?" They tell us to knock off the
attitude. So we do and ask what the problem is. They say,"All of you guys
are. You all are a danger to yourselves and to all the people trying to
have fun on the street."
Next thing we know, we are all standing up and having a pen light
lighted to our eyes. They go by me and have my empty my pockets. I didn't
get much sleep the night before so they made the assumption that I was
stoned. So I empty them out and show ID. My school picture didn't do me
much good. I was after all not stoned. They do it to all of us and my
friend with the weed gave it to another friend that was already searched.
This went on for about another 45 minutes and we all are really pissed
becuase the bladers are getting practice in and we weren't.
The moral of tha story is that cops alway did and always will
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* |The Materialistic People| *
* | <Fakers> | *
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In the school that the majority (or all) of the members of SoL go to
there are a lot of Materialistic People a.k.a. Fakers. Fakers are people
that feel that life is a competition and the only way to compete in life is
by getting material things that are priced very high by any means possible.
Materialistic People also think that life is a bowl of cherries and
everything is supposed to go their way. Fakers whine, complian, rant, and
rave. In short, they're basically annoying.
Celest Warrior and I are in a class, History and Gov't, there is two
Fakers in class. Today, 1/2/95 oops '96, I was listening to one ask the
other what she had gotten for X-mas. I heard 4 ring, 5 shoes (she also
returned one), 6 blouses, 2 skirts, and a whole lot more. And to top it off
she didn't get that much. I also forgot to mention that both were girls.
But she also said that that wasn't all that much.
I was also listening in on a couple of guys that live by me. They
always talk about how they fucked this girl and that one and one of them was
talking how he had gotten all this TOMMY PULLMYFINGER (hillfiger) tee-shirts.
I had never heard that guys exchanged clothes until seeing these two together.
I mean one of them has this little body and a little baby face that has
peperoini all over it. And the other is just a wise ass like other kids in
my school.
Not only that but I heard that the majority of the kids in my classes
got drunk. I'm glad that I didn't. Nobody would want to hear about it. But
what is with kids 16 year old kids getting fucking drunk. If you got to brag
about it then you aren't worth Jack Schit, and believe me Retlor, Celest
Warrior, and I(Skab) knows about Jack Schit. I mean that you have to be
pretty insecure to brag about it.
Come on people get real. X-mas is about love and gratitude about
your status in society and how you have something that someone out there
doesn't. And if you are so insecure about yourself that you have to brag
about how you got drunk on New Years...then go tell a Psychiatrist about it.
Get real people!
From your dear writer
Skab <a.k.a. Dasher>w
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³ SoCiOtY oF ³
³ Issue 15 - Part III LAMERS founded Augest 30, 1995 ³
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DnD
What is DnD? Very short for Dungeons and Dragons. Yes, but what is
DnD? Do all DnD players worship Satan? Not all. Do all DnD players have a
fucked up mind? Maybe some do. Do all DnD players hate reality? I know I
do. For some, DnD is about leaving reality. Like drug use. But DnD has no
chemicals added to it. DnD is a bunch of rule that can be altered, forgotten
about, or used. DnD is the perfect escape route for me to get away from
reality.
But DnD is also a way for me to expand my mind and my imagination.
When I play a character...I am the character. I don't put my character in a
situation that I don't think that they can get out. Sometimes when I get
bored with a character I don't have him go out and kill anything in sight,
I'll find some sort of a way to where I can have the character go out in real
style. Like I might have him go and make a pub, or a blacksmith, or a
recluse that won't be bothered with any other character.
I've always had this crazy thought that we are not living. Yes we
have blood in our viens, but I mean how do we know for sure that a God isn't
roleplaying our lives right now. I mean that we might be character that some
one is in control of, and when DnD players play DnD that we are controlling a
character that is "living" in some distant world.
Lets put it this way.....You are playing Planescape. You made up a
a thief that has a name David Keane, he has blue eyes, 6' tall, wieghs 175
lbs, family has died, no leige or patron. Has a nice build, smart, wighty,
great leadership views, has a nice skill rate too. He has always lived in
Sigil all his life. Never once had a chance to get out. Always carried a
short bow and a longsword and his thieves tools. Now when you stop playing
David Keane, he is confused and baffled and doesn't know what to do.
In otherwords...when you play DnD (my View) you can be running some
ones life. When you stop playing...he is confused. So you are really a god
to the characters that you play and when you stop playing the cjaracter is
all confused until you give him a direction in life.
If you think that I'm fucked up
E-mail me on Down Wind Run.
Skab<Dasher>
