%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3"$$$$$$$$$'3%%%3"$$$$$$$$$'3%%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$$$$$$$3%%%3$$$$$$$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$$$$$3%%%%%3$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$$$$$3%%%%%3$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$$$$$3%%%%%3$$$$$3%$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$3%%$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$3%%$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%3$$$$$$$$$$$$3%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%3`$$$'3%%%%%%%%%3`$$$$$$$$$$`3%%%%%%%%%%% %%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%% fight this generation explanation for ugly ascii: "i don't do ascii--but i did it anyway" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -+- fight^this^generation -+- by Easily Fooled "fight this generation" is a pretty unoriginal name for a zine, considering I ripped it from a Pavement song. The song is kind of a sarcastic, slacker if you will, attack on my generation. Here's what Stephen Malkmus (the guy who wrote the song) says about it: "This was a song to be played at a mythic awards ceremony. The singer/emcee asks people to come on up and accept their prizes but it becomes apparent there is no reason to award anyone. The ceremony becomes a sort of self-examination but the audience is too weak to raise their voices until a snake charmer takes the stage and gets a pathetic rage going. People mumble along but no one gets very excited so "the song" ignores the audience and goes where it wants until a PUMA escapes from a cage and mauls the singer/emcee. The song ends without fanfare." Take it as you will. this zine is dedicated to all the boring kids who sit around on their computer all day. Masturbation is not the issue at hand. Pardon the pun. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -+- contents -+- by Easily Fooled "don't tell your parents, they might take it away" i think i'm only going to include three articles in here. i just want to see what people think. if too many people think this sucks, or i don't get any feedback about it, i guess i'll quit. 1. sub-conscious trend setter 2. oh the horror 3. purpose 4. do get in touch, love. (note the period - it signifies the end) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (note--before i go on, i should attack the issue of my grammar. it isn't very good, i admit, but i think it's readible. my spelling is terrible as well, but i think you can understand me. if you can't, tell me.) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -+- sub-conscious trend setter -+- by Easily Fooled the tale i'm going to tell you may be something you can relate to. then again, maybe you won't be able to. i don't care. this just proves that no one will dance with me in this zany town. whoops. too many pavement references already. i live in a small town down south. smithfield, north carolina to be exact. if you've ever seen anything written by me, i always tell you where i live. to me, smithfield is equal to hell. that's probably why i'm not afraid of hell, because nothing could get any worse than this. now that you know where i live, you should know another thing. i haven't met anyone who has lived here more than five years and retained any intelligence (note: NC competes against SC for worst schooling in the USA). i attended a private school until my seventh grade year, upon which my parents doomed me to a life of public schools. actually, i didn't give a shit. the only drawback (in my eyes) was that i didn't know anyone in smithfield. i had always just hung out on my keyboard and with my buddies at the private school. anyway, this is getting too long and i haven't even started the story yet. one day in english class, the teacher told us we had a biography "project" due in one week. i was deeply into nirvana around that time so i decided to do my project on kurt cobain. i wrote up a page or two about his life, his wife, etc. and found a video cassette with nirvana's mtv awards performance (lithium). the time came to present the projects to the class. i think 50% of the class did whitney houston and the other 99% did their favorite country singers or tv actors. when i went up to read, i saw bewildered faces looking back at me. "my mistake!" i thought to myself. no one had even heard of nirvana. i finished reading my paper and pressed play on the VCR. the girls were like,"aww he's cute" when kurt was just standing there. when he started playing his guitar they changed their minds to,"he's a punk!". anything that didn't look like them was a punk. after about a minute of the song, people started throwing shit at me. at first it was just a paperball or two, but it soon errupted into erasers, pencils, etc. the class started booing... now we'll time travel in thought to my freshman year of high school. kurt cobain had killed himself during my eighth, and i think that sparked interest with all my peers. soon everyone was wearing the "never fade away" exploitation t-shirts. that year, the same jock shitheads who had thrown shit and booed the hell out of it during my seventh grade year were going around singing the lyrics to "lithium". i don't really listen to nirvana anymore, i think it has to do with his death or something--i haven't really examined that issue yet. my point is... figure it out yourself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -+- oh the horror -+- by Easily Fooled i want you here as a witness. free your mind, and the rest will follow, right? bullshit. i want you to realize it's all bullshit. people don't give a fuck what you say, they only care what the majority says. and you are definately not the majority. only a select group of people have the power to order everyone else around. you want an example of these "special" people who have this power over everyone? if you attend high school, try to envision the most popular girl and boy. now remember, these people you envision don't express individuality, they want everyone to be just like them. and hell! every- one ends up being just like them...EXCEPT YOU! right? is that how you feel? don't feel. it hurts too much. don't have children. they'll hurt too much - exspecially if you're male. fuck you feminists. i put that there on purpose. it's been a shitty day. excuse me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -+- purpose -+- by Easily Fooled do underground zines actually make a difference? have they ever affected you outside of the computer world? my answer--yes. i'll use pEz as an example. i hadn't written anything for over two years before i picked up pEz_023.zip. after reading its contents, i started writing again. i don't think i've written anything half as good as bF's stuff, but "practice makes perfect". i feel like a well written underground zine is 10x better than SPIN, ROLLING STONE, or whatever other big corporate magazines. i hate wading through 20 GAP jeans ads to find something written, but written with apprehension because it may "hurt" someone. with underground zines, you get to read genuine/heartfelt thoughts, ideas, and emotions. i know my style of writing may be hard to read, but i feel like i'm actually saying something, perhaps making a difference with this. maybe this piece of shit will inspire somebody to do something better... oh well. am i too down on myself? of course not. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ -+- do get in touch, love. -+- by Easily Fooled thanks for reading this far. in order for this thing to grow and make a difference we would like to see more people become involved in the content of the zine. if you're interested in becoming part of the "staff" or just contributing something every once in awhile, please contact me. i would exspecially like to find a female writer to express a totally different perspective of things. whether you're female or not, you can contact me at the following i-net address: disgust@vnet.net. i also frequent #zines on IRC as "peter_pan". greetz: nobody (wouldn't want to embaress anyone).