Netizen's Message

 As the alleged technical master brains of the
 Internet drift further and further into error
 by never actually discussing the issues, we the
 people of the Internet grow ever more restless.
 No-one has dared to answered the quite basic
 questions. We say the current system could easily
 handle anywhere from ten to thirty thousand new
 Top Level Domains. We say the equipment necessary
 to operate a Domain Name Registrar/Registry (DNR)
 can easily reside on any standard WWW server like
 any other mildly interactive homepage on Earth.
 We even put up various demo version DNRs for one
 and all to see how damn simple it can be. No response
 except denial or silence from the super-brains.
 These forums are slowly bogging down on tangential
 concerns. Instead of addressing and clearly stating
 the facts the great "engineering" minds of the
 Earth, phucked and wandering, drift out of their
 area expertise and into the deep and dark shite
 minefield of political games. In the words of the
 immortal Robot: "Danger Will Robinson, DANGER"...

 The Internet routes around censorship. That's the
 way you silly people designed it to operate. And
 right about now the IETF/ISOC/IAB/IANA/IAHC/CORE/POC
 is looking more and more like a rather pathetic form
 of censorship of the diletante political newbie variety.
 To be routed around by every little motherphucker who
 wants to run a simple Domain Name Service like our own
 http://www.fcn.net (click on the blinking icon). To
 be routed around by every hacker pissed off at paying
 through the nose to Internic and facing the prospect
 of paying through every other orifice to the corporations
 you all seem hell bent upon installing or creating in
 the hell-alternative DNR scenarios you dummies dish up
 from time to time. Time for Bob to go into his eqaully
 bogus (but much more entertaining!) Oracle of the Net
 mode for a while. Suspension of disbelief hats on kids!
 This will be brief but fun, I promise you....

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Net to eggheads, Net to eggheads, come in Eggheads. This is an important
message from the sixty million people who actually make up the Internet.
Please remove your collective heads from your collective anai and listen
up: We want our fucken namespace back. We liked it when it was for free,
back before that heinous fifty dollar fee was shoved down our throats.
Before the money hog craziness. Before all this stupid, over-blown garbage
started coming from you people. We don't want "THE SYSTEM" (Insert reverb)
to crash down. We don't want to fragment the damned thing either. We want
as many independant, widely dispersed and differant options to choose from
as TECHNICALLY (insert tunder) feasible. And we don't want them all to be
big stinken lawyer infested corporate Domain Name Registries either.
There's room for everyone and even for dissent, irony, humour and people
who bust the idea of Trademarks to kingdom come. Now make it happen. Or
else we will design code, java scripts, routing patterns and so on to
obsolete the lot of you and your damned anal ideas about networking. And
stop playing fucken god while you're at it with all your stupid "Black
Hole" ideas and wanker hissy fits about anything/everything that even
remotely offends your rather limited views of that big ole brawlen universe
out there. End of message, over and out and a big 10-4 from your hugmongous
everyone else out here newbie buddy which in totality make ya'll geek
doinks look like so many gnats flying around so many elephants' assholes.
Cheers!
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 Now lets see if any of you can process that. I highly
 doubt it so far into even deeper bogosity have you all
 strayed. In fact I feel more and more assured that it
 is the Internet at large that will create the solution.
 That it's almost pointless to waste anymore time with
 such inconsequential diliberations. The old God Postel
 is wandering around, blind and senile, bellowing orders
 in his whisper voice. And all his pitiful dieties are
 scrambling around their silly cyber-olympus desparately
 trying to obey, hurling their ineffectual thunderbolts
 and crashing their tin cymbal thunderclaps to try and
 cow the billion people poised to occupy the net into
 their itsy bitsy teeny weeny vision of reality. All we
 have to do is sit back, smile and wait as the old world
 crashes down under the weight of the onrushing, all
 delusion crushing humanity of it all. Thank you for
 patiently abiding my illusions for this ephemeral and
 poignant moment in a wonky and getting even wonkier
 time-space continuum type of way. I remain...

TeleVirtually Yours,

Bob Allisat

http://www.wtv.net






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