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Mindless Mayhem 26: Informative/cool e- zine
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The group that's been around for three years
and still doesn't have their act together!
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Issue Number Twenty-Six, Volume Three
Author: Great One (or GO, whichever you prefer)
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Hey, it's another belated edition of Mindless Mayhem! Yes, it has
been quite some time since the last issue, but we were pressed
for ideas. Luckily for all of you people that want to call
Destiny Knights, the home of MM, the new user password is
Mutant Goldfish, and it will be that for the next few months.
The file area is almost dead (not too many text files floating
around, at least not that I have seen!) and I can use the help!
Also, I would like the assistance from users and readers so I can
gather ideas on how to have a clue on what I should write about!
So . . .
I have started to make the board a little more text user friendly,
as I have started to incorporate some online reading areas.
Currently, I have these files (of course) and BLaH files. If
anyone would like to see anything else, please let me know.
I'd be willing to do the cDc files, but there are a lot of them!
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Inside:
- Hazards that certain chemicals will bring - that is
something every anarchist involved in chemical manipulation should
know
- National Stupidity Awards
- a minor touch on censorship
- Scanning can be fun
- And as a bonus, a stirring drama.
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/// // /// // - Hazards
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Let the truth be known! Lots of the chemicals that anarchists
use are fairly dangerous, but we all know this. However, most of us
anarchists do not have a real clue as to HOW dangerous this stuff is.
We generally know not to take two heaping teaspoons of rust and put it
in milk and announce that we have created rasberry-chocolate milk.
However, people have done just as stupid things with chemicals when
mixing them randomly or using them wrong, or simply not taking
precautions.
There is one form of foul smelling liquid that I like to use to
break up crowds, and it is called Carbon Disulfide. This is a relatively
innocent sounding name, and the liquid itself is innocent looking; as
clear as water, and it evaporates quicker than pure alcohol.
However, inhaling the fumes of such for 30 minutes can cause big
time problems! This is a complete list of what it *could* do to you:
Carbon disulfide has definite effects on the central nervous
system, such as convulsions, respiratory paralysis, narcosis, and
even death. Cardiovascular problems (heart, lungs, blood) are also
associated with long-term exposure to this material.
Of course, this sort of thing can happen to us, but simple
precautions can avert such catastrophes. I have never had a quantity
large enough to smell up an area for 1/2 an hour at a time. Usually the
smell lasts for about two minutes, tops, in a still area.
It can come in through the skin, so be sure not spill any on
yourself. I have had it in contact with my skin, but only a small
amount. It felt very cold, which was because of its fast evaporation
rate. I do not suggest you attempt to re-create that, however!
Hopefully you have found a new respect for such a chemical if you have it
or have had it!
Another really swell thing that I did was that I had my jar of it
located next to three things that react with it. Very dangerously react
with it! Carbon disulfide does not like being placed with aluminum (I
have a fine powder grade of it for thermite, so all that surface area
would have been hellish, I'm sure!), azides, chlorine, chlorine monoxide,
ethylene diamine, fluorine, nitric oxide, potassium, zinc, and oxidizing
agents such as permaganates or sulfuric acid.
Well, I had it next to my permaganate and sulfuric acid as well!
I think bad things would have happened if the house caught on fire or
something, so now I know to store it in a bag, a jar, and a box away from
my thermite related goodies (amazing that I used all of those reactants
[that I had] in the creation or ignition of thermite).
Now that you know what it can do to you, here is what it does to
you before you actually croak.
Dizziness, nausea, vomiting, headache, euphoria, unconsciousness,
and convulsions. Repeated exposure to carbon disulfide can cause
neurotoxic effects such as nervousness, irritability, tremors,
indigestion, headache, bizarre dreams leading to insomnia, loss of
appetite, polyneuritis (?), and psychosis.
If you should come into contact with it, flush with water, and if
you manage to get it in your eyes, flush them with water and contact
poison control. If you ingest it, drink at least two glasses of water to
dilute it and call poison control!
How cheery. Also, the stuff is VERY flammable! Spill some and
throw a sparkler or something at it (don't sit around the flame like you
did when you played with matches as a small child).
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/// // /// // -- Searching far and wide, we have come up with the winners
// / / // / / of the Mindless Mayhem Stupidity Awards!
The MM Stupidity Awards go to several people. Some of this is
old news, but hey, stupidness is spreading and it's pretty wild what
some of these kids have done. Take the following for example:
Two teens in costumes caught stealing at mall -
BAYTOWN, Texas -- Two teenagers armed with swords and dressed in black
as ninja warriors attempted to burglarize a mall, but set off an alarm
and were arrested after gathering $25,000 worth of loot, police said.
A 16-year-old from Baytown and a 17-year-old from Channelview were
arrested late Friday at a Sears store in San Jacinto Mall. Police
said that the two told them they had entered the department store
while it was open, climbed into a ceiling from a restroom and hid
until the store closed.
Hey, wow! This is great stuff! WHO WOULD DO THAT? Man, talk about
Stupid! Yes, these kids win the Hat Kid award and are runners up for
Stupidity Award this issue.
I am not the one to ask about techniques on burglarizing a mall.
However, I can tell you this: don't do it after they close.
You see, department stores like Sears have these things called
ALARM SYSTEMS! Yes, pressure pads, motion sensors, fun things like that.
Chances are you will see the cameras, and you will see the motion
sensors, but unless you peel up the carpet, you don't know if they have
pressure plates! Leave the mall burglarization to the hardened
criminals, as they get the blue prints and have a clue, you know?
Assuming they are not in jail and read text files such as mine,
I have a question for them: Where were they going to put the stuff?
Ninja garb to me does not seem the likeliest form of transportation of
$25,000 worth of loot and counting. I mean, sure you can get all of
those portable CD players, camcorders, various computer stuff, but WHERE
are you going to put them? Its not like they could just unlike a door
and walk it home and come back! I'm sure they drove there, or at least
had someone waiting. But still, the very moment they opened the doors to
leave, that would set off the alarm. They would have maybe five minutes
(assuming there wasn't a cop in the lot like there usually is at big
malls) to escape with the goods and look inconspicuous.
The real winners this file are two teenagers that had the "right
idea, wrong execution" plan. Here's the story. . .
EVERGREEN PARK, Illinois -- Two teens who police believe are
responsible for TWO HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS in damage to two
suburban Chicago schools were in custody Tuesday. Classes were
canceled Monday and Tuesday at all five schools in District 124
after the weekend rampage at Central Junior High and Southeast
Elementary School. The vandals struck on Sunday night, breaking
windows, spraying fire extinguishers, starting small fires and
spray painting walls and desks. The two boys, ages 13 and 14,
and are both students at the junior high, were being held in a /
juvenile detention center (small wonder) in Chicago. Police said
they found incriminating photos of the boys in Southeast School
and believe they used a teacher's camera to take instant photos of
each other. Officals said the classes would resume Wensday.
Wow! They had a great idea going until natural selection suddenly
kicked in. I can easily understand taking photos of the damage provided
they weren't going to be shown to ANYONE and safely tucked away for
future enjoyment. However, taking photos of themselves doing dastardly
deeds is dumb. They truly deserve the Stupidity Award.
Unfortunately, I do not have an ascii pic or something to show
what such an award would look like, but you can use your imagination!
The ninja warriors certainly did!
Here's something that also happened recently. It doesn't get
a stupidity award, as it wasn't stupid! It was merely his own cry for help,
I guess. But the headling said "teen-ager" and "explosives charges" in the
same sentence, so I had to include it:
Mundelein teen-ager held on explosives charges. (Mundelein is in
Illinois, by the way.)
What was originall believed to be a hostage situation Wednesday
night in Mundelein turned out to be a troubled teen-ager who threatened
only himself, police said.
The 16-year-old Mundelein boy allegedly rigged up an explosive
device, which he put in his shirt pocket. No one was hurt when he took the
device out of his pocket and detonated it on the back porch of his home
He was charged with disorderly conduct, unlawful use of a weapon and
possession of an incendiary device.
The boy appeared in county juvenile court Thursday and will be held
in the youth detention center in Waukegan awaiting a pre-trial hearing on
Tuesday April 7th.
I was hoping that was going to be cool, but it wasn't. I want to know
what a lawful use of a home made weaponlike incendiary device is. Apparently,
setting it off on your back porch is not one of them.
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/// // /// // --- Stop Censorship!
// / / // / /
Going forward, for those of you that want to learn more about
how to fight censorship, or at least hear about it, call this number.
1-312-509-5018.
What this is is a voice mailbox of a man named Bill Paige, and
he is seriously against censorship. His service is called See/Hear/Speak
No Evil, and its free. The message itself is two minutes long, and you
are welcome to leave a comment on what you thought about it at the end.
For those of you that are able to do so, I highly suggest giving it a
ring to at least hear what he has to say! We all dislike censorship, and
this guy has his act together and can help us out!
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/// // /// // ---- Scanners are fun
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A friend of mine has a top of the line scanner, and we went
scanning recently. Portable phones have to be among the best inventions,
because people are so naive when they use them. One evening while
cruising around listening for conversations of interest, we came across a
dial tone just as the caller picked up the reciever, and it was a strong
signal.
The caller apparently had company, a bunch of giggling teenage
girls and boys could be heard in the background. They were pranking
people over the phone, and we were able to enjoy their efforts more than
they were able to, because they didn't have a clue as to how to properly
prank people!
At one point, one of the girls called a lady (this was at 11:30 pm
on a Friday night) and said that she was calling from Chemlawn, and was
confirming the dumping of fertilizer on the lady's driveway on Sunday
morning.
"Why are you calling me at 11:30 pm?"
"Uh, well, I like do my work at home you see. I'm sorry I called
so late, but I am behind, and I need to verify the order"
"I didn't order anything!"
"Well, would you like to talk to my manager?"
This was stupid. She's at home she said. Why would she have the
the manager with her?
"Yes."
There was s slight pause. . .
"Hey, how can I do you, uh what can I do to you, uh well what can
do ya for Ma'am?"
"Is this some kind of a prank?"
"NO ITS FUCKING NOT YOU BITCH! I run this Goddamn fucking
business and this is no fucking prank call! How am I supposed to do my
job when people just fucking argue with me all the time!"
Click.
Haha. What a good prank. They also called several indian
families and offered to bring them "the shipment", as it had just come in
and he needed to split it with someone. He promised good profit!
This is where our celluar phone came in.
By this time, we had tracked the house from which they were at
(due to the signal strength) and found out their address.
Calling the library, we asked for the name of the residence of
the address we were at. We got it. Then we dialed 411 and asked for the
phone number of the name. We got it.
We called it. My friend introduced himself as Captain Edwards
with the DEA, and said that not only we had been tracking their calls,
but we know who they have been calling, when they had done the calls, and
exactly what they had said about the shipments. He inquired as to what
the shipments were, with mixed results.
"Uh like we were just pranking, man!"
Yes we knew that! Hehe! My suggestion for all of you is to
go out and get a cheap scanner from radioshack, for example, and hook an
antenna to your car that can be attached to the scanner. Then drive around
listening for such happenings. The funniest we came across without
doing anything about was the guy who called the gay sex party line and
asked if the line was safe. We had a great time with that one! But
after a few minutes, we decided to scan something else, as we were not
interested in his gay sex party line conversations.
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/// // /// // ?- ?
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At one point I was going to include my findings on a study of how well
Ammonium Tri-Iodide worked. Unfortunately, the weather has not been
very permitting. The Triiodide requires to dry out for about an hour,
and I would much prefer to do that outside. The weather in notSunny
Chicagoland hasn't been acceptable for such a task lately, and I
decided I couldn't put the text file off any longer.
For those of you that do not know, Ammonium Tri-Iodide is
supposed to be a sensitive impact explosive (now you can see why I
would not want to dry it off in the house). The substance would be
made on-site and used on whatever, because storage would be difficult
at best to do safely. Next issue there should be an indepth study on
if it works and how effective it is.
Please note that I could just copy the directions right out of
the Terrorists Handbook or whatever, but the Terrorists Handbook
doesn't say that it works. And I have also noticed that the few other
text files that mention triiodide have copied the instructions WORD FOR
WORD from the terrorists handbook (or that the handbook got it from
somewhere else, I don't know!). I'll try to explain it (in the next
issue) in the most original and fashionable way I can, *if* it does
work.
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We here at MM hope to go to the Summercon meeting of '94. This,
of course, will depend on fundage and mutual desire to go! However,
should you also be planning to go and would like to meet us, call Destiny
Knights and log on as a user (in fact, you can do that anyway, as I would
like to restart the text area. It's a dying breed at my place!)
We would appreciate any tips or comments, as well as complaints.
We are a relatively small publication, and should the users who read this
file desire a change, it can be easily implemented. We would like to
serve you!
The phone number for Destiny Knights is 708-307-3768. You won't
find any fancy lads that type LiKE THiS, or the type whose handle you
cannot read due to their infatuation of the high-bit ASCII table.
You will find, however, a bunch of really off base users that talk
continously about NOTHING! Meaning, the bases are active, but there's
not anything serious going on! Maybe you can help! Then again, maybe
not. Hey, who knows? And who knows why this bit of text isn't at the
END of the file?
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/// // /// // ----- How nice
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Here's the stirring drama I promised. One day, On the way home
from work, a red mustang pulled up next to me at a stoplight. The
hatkids inside looked at me like they wanted to race, and revved their
engine and went through all the hatkid motions of penis envy. So, the
light turned green, and I flew away. They didn't actually race me. I
felt sort of stupid.
The next light was red. As I slowed down to stop at it, it turned
green, and the Hatkidmobile shot past me (on the left side) as well as a
dinky little red car, it looked similar to an escourt. They got far in
front of me, and the mustang pulled in front me into my lane.
They both slowed down to about 30 mph, and the speed limit was 45.
They didn't have to be dicks, after all, we really didn't even race!
This grew tiring to me after ten seconds or so, so I pulled into
the oncoming traffic lane (nothing was coming) and proceeded to speed up
to get past them. Since they would rather see me die than get ahead,
they both sped up, but the little escourt couldnt keep up with my car, so
I was able to get into the nearest lane (the mustang was in the far
right, and now I was next to it). Since I needed to make a right at the
next light, I slammed on the brakes and got in the right lane. I was
stupid and failed to turn my brights on!
The HatkidCar was not pleased. They got into the left lane, braked
and then got behind me. They turned on their brights, but that's no big
deal since I have an automatic "light adjusting" rear view mirror, so it
didn't bother me any. I went the speed limit down the next road, and
they were following me the whole way, visually upset with me.
When the speed limit slowed down to 35, they pulled up next to my
car and started to yell at me. I couldn't hear what they were saying - I
had my windows up and the stereo on. I turned off the stereo and rolled
a window down.
"You fucking -" I rolled up the window. I didn't need to hear
that. I sped up and got in front of them, as they didn't expect that. I
needed to make a left turn at the next light.
So, I turned at the next light. Naturally, they followed me some
more. They got into the right lane after that, and I rolled down the
left window to hear what they had to say. It was: "If you don't fucking
stop the car I swear to God I'll ram your car off the road!" Oh sure,
like I'm going to stop the car. BRAKE!
Their license plate was LITNIN 8. Well this is good information
for me. I sped back up. They were surprised I braked, and they did too,
but then I shot passed them as I sped up. So, they sped up too, yelling
all the while.
Eventually, I was able to make a light when it turned red for
them, and being hat kids, they stopped at the light. I turned down a
side street, but they followed me anyway (the light didn't last long, and
since I was the only car on the side street, it was easy enough for them
to follow). So, since that didn't work [and like I was going to get out
of the car], I kept driving. I turned onto another major road and kept
going, and they were right behind me with the brights on.
I made another left hand turn. So did they! Amazing how
predictable they were, eh? At the next light, one of them got out of
Hatkidmobile and came towards my car. I couldn't hear what he was saying
because he kicked my passenger side door. The loud Bang made hearing his
obscenities difficult.
Well, that was an invitation to run the red light (there were
more of them than there were of me! Were it even, I would have
considered getting out of the car. It was a public spot, bright lights,
so if anyone drove by they could see the Hats take the first swing. But
like I said, I didn't want to risk attempted street fighter moves on my
body by a bunch of hat kids. 3:1 just isn't fair!). So, off I went, and
it took them a moment to catch up to me, as the hat kid had to get back
into the car. It is unfortunate that I did not have any caltrops or even
ANYTHING chemical in the car with me, as that would have worked well
against them. Not even a box of tacks! So I kept going.
At the next light, they didn't get out. I didn't understand why.
I was planning on rolling down the window, then slamming it back up again
when one of them reached into the car, then I would have tried to yank
downwards on his wrist (in an effort to break it), provided he didnt yank
the glass out. But I didn't get to try such a tactic! I was still
amused that all of this was about them not racing me when I raced.
I spotted why the Hats didn't get out of the Hatkidmobile. It
seems that LITNIN 8 spotted a state police car, and did not want to get
into trouble. So, I pulled behind the police car after the light turned
green. Then, the police car pulled out from in front of me and kept
going. Unfortunately, they chose not to follow me after that. I was
deeply saddened, yet gladdened somewhat as we had driven quite far, my
tape was starting to replay itself after reaching the end, and I wanted
to look at the side of the car for any possible damage.
Because I have a real american car, there wasn't even a dent.
If there was, I would have reported the plate number to the police. Even
as an anarchist, I would do so! You want to know why? Because if I was
going to damage someones car, it wouldn't be after the owner saw my car's
license plate, what I looked like, and what type of car I had. I'd be a
little more discreet, you know, 4 am when they aren't looking. Since
they were dumb, I had figured that Survival of the Fittest would work
well in this case, but I had nothing to go on, not even a dusty
footprint.
Yet, I still had the plate number! LITNIN 8. So, the next day I
went to work thinking about how I could get the information about who
owns the plate, where the owner lives, and upon some investigative
research, when the owner was not around but when the car was. I was then
going to wait a few months and then melt a hole in the front of the car,
into the engine block, and onto the driveway using a flowerpot full of
thermite.
Unfortunately, there was a problem. Effective since last year,
the service that would have allowed me to get the name and address
incorporated the idea of getting permission in writing from the owner of
the plate to publish his name and address in writing for whomever wanted
the information. They owner could also request the name and address of
who was requesting it, and get it, because that would have been part of
the agreement.
Since that was a crock of shit, I can't do anything! So I invite
anyone with the connections or ability to get me the name and address of
those people to let me know. Obviously, I cannot do anything illegal to
them after I find out the name and address. Too many people would have
read the text file, and if something were to happen, my door would get
knocked on almost immediately! But I would like to send a letter saying
"I know where you live", you know - that sort of fun thing.
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/// // /// // - Epilouge
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The file might have been a bit on the lame side because of
no real mindlessness and mayhem, but tough luck. I just recently
got a hold of some new chemicals and glassware (thanks to Mr. Beeg!),
so here'll be the testing of some stuff out for you guys in the future.
Hopefully, "gelled" fuel will be covered soon, the ammonium tri-
iodide and other fun explosives soon, too.
And remember that if you think you are gonna get caught doing it
in daylight, then do it at night!
One last thing, people! MM is looking for seasoned writers! If
you've got what it takes (and I don't mean in a group that is spelled
FuCK or SHiT; something lame like that) then give us a call and a sample
file of yours, and we'll chat! If you are close enough, we'll meet
somewhere and talk, if you are long distance, then we'll do what we can.
But until then, adios!
--
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K-I-L-L-E-R.
"why does he have the name kyler on his forehead?"
"uh i dunno, maybe thats his name"
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