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"Meat Trees" Rotten
Currently making the rounds, via propagators like Daypop - this "article" on "meat trees.""Our trees may sound like something out of a science fiction movie, but it's really a simple, down-to-earth idea whose time has come," declares Dr. Vincent Tartley, director of agricultural bioengineering research for the UltraModAgri Group, which created the amazing trees.Google results for "UltraModAgri": 0.
Google results for "Vincent Tartley": 0."But religious leaders are uneasy about "trans-species genetic engineering." "Mixing animal and vegetable DNA to create a new species is playing God," argues Rev. Lawrence Bedlow, Britain's leading expert in medical ethics."Google results for "Lawrence Bedlow": 0.
See more fine work by the author of this article, Weekly World News "journalist", Michael Chiron.
The Wind Rider
Many, many years ago, when the trees grew taller, there was a man. This man was no ordinary man - he was a winged, wild man. His name was Funngly Lam.
Funngly Lam had only three things: a jumpsuit, his magick headband and a very special horse that could gallop faster than the swiftest bird of prey, and that had a fine coat of fur softer than silk.
One day as Funngly Lam was riding through the forest, he spotted a small animal running through the thicket. Funngly Lam called out to the beast. Hearing the wild man's cry, the animal turned its head - but before he could see Funngly Lam, he fell. Funngly Lam was surprised, so he went to see what had happened. When he reached the animal he saw it had been shot with an arrow. He immediately took off his magick headband and revived the stricken beast. As it stood up two more arrows rang through the giant oak trees. Funngly Lam quickly picked up the beast and returned to his horse. He leapt upon the beast of burden and the horse shot off like a bolt of thunder.
Soon he heard a horse nearing him from behind. Funngly Lam quickly realized that Tnuhehtfodog, god of the hunt, was chasing him. As the legends said, if Tnuhehtfodog was deprived of his game he would not stop until he captured the animal (or whatever else) and wherever (or whatever) saved it. Arrows swished past Funngly Lam but he kept riding. The evil god was quickly gaining upon him, and as he neared, his cries grew louder. After about two minutes Tnuhehtfodog was almost within arm's reach of Funngly Lam. The wild winged man stood up on his horse and bounded into the skies with the small animal in his arms. With one last, defining cry, the god of the hunt stopped his horse and sent up a shower of arrows.
Now, to this day, Funngly Lam still flies the air with the skeleton of the small animal in his arms, fearing that if he descended again, Tnuhehtfodog would slay him.
A "5 paragraph story" by Keith Noble, found on the sidewalk, Kensington Road near 19th Street, May 15, 2003.
DAAPster
I'm so excited, I coined a term. In iTunes 4 you can share your iTunes library over a network - intra- or internet - which is currently enabling me to hear the entire 13 days of ripped MP3s on my home computer, from work. From any computer running Mac OS X and iTunes 4. Anywhere. Wow. Paradise.
Web sites like Share iTunes - which lists links to people's libraries that you can connect to - are heralding the possibilities. In the future, this kind of sharing via the Digital Audio Access Protocol will be rampant. A phenomenon.
And its name shall be DAAPster.
