DCSB: Boston D-H expiration Party at Doyles on Saturday. (fwd)y
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From cpunks Fri Sep 5 18:41:29 1997 X-Sender: rah@mail.shipwright.com Message-Id: <v0311078cb036264cfc46@[139.167.130.248]> Date: Fri, 5 Sep 1997 18:03:29 -0400 To: Recipient List Suppressed:; From: Robert Hettinga <rah@shipwright.com> Subject: DCSB: Boston D-H expiration Party at Doyles on Saturday. Sender: owner-cypherpunks@toad.com Precedence: bulk
-- Start of PGP signed section. In utter anthesis of the way we normally do things at DCSB, The Digital Commerce Society of Boston Presents An Utterly Unplanned Last-Minute Spur of the Moment Boston Pub-Crawling Celebration of the Expiration of the Diffie-Hellman Public Key Patent Saturday, September 6, 1997 3pm - Whenever we give up at The William Braddock Cafe, A.K.A Doyles's 3484 Washington Street, Boston (Jamaica Plain) This all started out several months ago in my head as a spiffy whoop-de-do black-tie webcasted countdown with sponsors and free champaigne and a groaning buffet and penguin waiters and a cash bar at the Harvard Club with a donation to a worthy cause, but, well, we couldn't get a time on the patent, so the countdown was out, and we couldn't get sponsors (remembering the last cocktail party, maybe there's a reason?), so the free bubbly and munchies was out, PETA got us on the way we wanted to make the penguins groan, and we couldn't think of a worthy enough cause, so that was out, and, finally, the Club is closed on Saturday, anyway. Feh. So, we're losers, okay? What can we say? Shoot us, already... Meanwhile, we're sitting here watching the Bay Area, and Austin, do something, and then Declan and the Washingtoonians do something, but the *final* straw came when Peter Wayner calls up and says: "WELL???? Are you guys in Boston going to DO something? I'm gonna file a story in the Times tomorrow that SAYS you are..." And so, bowing to the pressure of the media culture in memory of recent events on the continent <ewwwww>, (and my own cravings for porkchops and Pickwick Ale, <ewwwww>) I, Robert Hettinga, by the power vested in me by the August (or maybe it was July) membership of the Society as Their Moderator, do hereby unilaterally declare an Official Social Function of the Digital Commerce Society of Boston to occur at Doyle's, 3484 Washington Street, Jamaica Plain, Boston, tomorrow, Septmber 6, 1997, at 3PM Eastern Standard Time, my God have mercy on our souls. Bring your own money. :-). Be prepared to buy the moderator a drink. If Doyle's gets boring, we'll crawl elsewhere, but only after an hour has elapsed. If Doyle's isn't boring, we'll drink ourselves under the table, or at least face-down on it, or until we're shown the door, or maybe until our wives come and take us home, or something. And, so, to paraphrase that great statesman, one David 'Davey' Crockett: "Y'all can go to Hell. [or, Washington, or the Valley, or Texas, as the case may be...] *I'm* going to Doyle's." See you there. Cheers, Bob Hettinga (Im)Moderator, The Digital Commerce Society of Boston -- End of PGP signed section, PGP failed! ----- End of forwarded message from Robert Hettinga -----
At 5:26 PM -0700 9/5/97, Cypherpunks Maintenance Account wrote:
Meanwhile, we're sitting here watching the Bay Area, and Austin, do something, and then Declan and the Washingtoonians do something, but the *final* straw came when Peter Wayner calls up and says:
"WELL???? Are you guys in Boston going to DO something? I'm gonna file a story in the Times tomorrow that SAYS you are..."
Why not say, "Fuck you."? In other words, "If you report it's happening, and it doesn't, I guess you'll be shown to be a typical medial fool." This media-centric bullshit is getting way out of hand. Even in jest. --Tim May (No, I don't plan to attend the Bay Area version of this thing) There's something wrong when I'm a felon under an increasing number of laws. Only one response to the key grabbers is warranted: "Death to Tyrants!" ---------:---------:---------:---------:---------:---------:---------:---- Timothy C. May | Crypto Anarchy: encryption, digital money, tcmay@got.net 408-728-0152 | anonymous networks, digital pseudonyms, zero W.A.S.T.E.: Corralitos, CA | knowledge, reputations, information markets, Higher Power: 2^1398269 | black markets, collapse of governments. "National borders aren't even speed bumps on the information superhighway."
At 10:06 pm -0400 on 9/5/97, Tim May wrote:
Why not say, "Fuck you."?
Welll, if you really insist: Fuck you. In half. With a brick. In jest, of course... Cheers, Bob Hettinga ----------------- Robert Hettinga (rah@shipwright.com), Philodox e$, 44 Farquhar Street, Boston, MA 02131 USA "... however it may deserve respect for its usefulness and antiquity, [predicting the end of the world] has not been found agreeable to experience." -- Edward Gibbon, 'Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire' The e$ Home Page: http://www.shipwright.com/
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