THE BONZI CONSPIRACY
ya'll can stands the heat at 108 and counting, muffin muncher...'
Internet spying by
the CIA, FBI and the Nike Corporation has reached new levels of paranoia
and mayhem in the aftermath of 9/11. The dedicated crew of the Reality
Check News & Information Desk has compiled several smoking guns as
to how government organizations, corporate recognizance and diabolical
Arab nations have used software, downloads and subtle forms of subconscious
propaganda to infiltrate the minds of web surfing Americans.
The following is a public service warning from our own computer guru and
web double agent,
G-Padre, the Godfather of Spam, and the Duke of Hacking. Seems the cute
purple gorilla icon known to insiders as the Bonzi Buddy is an egregious
breech in security for Internet users, as well as a blatant mockery of
the 4th Amendment.
The potential evil of this "Bonzi" was first revealed to me
through several scathing E-mails disseminated by the legendary Chief Wonka,
who in his haste to destroy Bonzi as a tool of oppression inadvertently
fingered him to the cyber press. But since everyone has lost their shirt
on tech stocks in the last fifteen months, and many Internet police have
been sacked, the only way to implicate those barons behind this insidious
plot was to communicate with G-Padre through code.
Please be advised that this type of intricate emissary tactics have been
kept from the public for decades. The same kind of language can be found
in hidden documents regarding the planning of D-Day, the Bay of Pigs Invasion,
the ensuing Kennedy Assassination, the botched Waco infiltration and detailed
paparazzi communication during the recent Liza Minnelli wedding.
The transmission, although crude and often offensive, is a glimpse into
international intrigue and rogue agents of badass journalists. It begins
with a veiled discussion about the implicated desktop icon, Bonzi, but
deteriorates into what appears to the untrained eye as a blathering piss
fight between drunken street gangstas. But although crack cocaine has
run high among top-level CIA informants, be assured the security of your
civil rights hangs in the balance of this ostensibly innocuous conversation.
Special agent Tork, an agent of unknown origin, joins G-Padre, a Korean
expatriate for this revealing transmission. The names and places have
been hidden for legal purposes. To decipher the code-speak of these men,
it is best to clear the mind of all preconceptions of accepted diction
As the great mathematician, Lewis Carroll once wrote, "We are now
through the looking glass." Somewhere in the Western Hemisphere:
Tork: Did you use your Bonzi Buddy today?
G-Padre: Fuck Bonzi, you cocksucker.
T: Are you denying your everlasting love and devotion to the Lord Bonzi??
G: I said fuck Bonzi....whitey!! Another plot from the man to monitor
my computer you fascist fuck hole!
T: Fuck yo momz, Bonzi ain't no narc like P-Diddy. Get wit da bomb, k-dag.
G: What do you know CRACKER??!!Round mother fuckin eye!!! Stay out of
the ghetto mofo or get sprayed.
T: Listen you poser, muthafucka, jump back or get a smack daddy back to
the ghetto blaster! There is nobody like the Bonzi when the deal goes
down, cumputa boyeee!!!!
G: DTAI - BAI, you wack-ass cracker. Stay your ass out da hood!
T: DA HOOD? What you know about the boogie down, cribble beatch? It's
Bonzi's world and you're renting!! Whatcha think of that, punk tech slut??
G: Who are you talking to you cumputa slut. Stop tricking the cyber hood
bitch. Bonzi pimps you!!!
T: LOVE BONZI or DIE BONZI - know it, be it, live it, gutta ho!!
G: Reppin 845 straight out da projects bitch. Nigga what?? Thug life,
kid, thug life. ---yo, tootie pussy ass black mofo!
T: Check da time and do the crime, if ya'll can stands the heat at 108
and counting, muffin muncher!!!!
G: Uncle Tom get da step bitch.
T: Get dat weak-ass, k-dawg shit offa my cumputer skizzie, or you will
be cueing up for statistics! And keep your time on this work "ORIGINAL
G: Take your yoga and shove it up your ass. Walk on coals motherfucker?
Try walking in the hood at night and then be proud.
T: Listen, jungle telly, almond-eyed bitch, you think you escaping the
Bonzi threat of the day in your midday slumber!!! Think again, mutha humpa!!
Fight the power. Get up, stand up, stand up for your rights. Dont
get it twisted, Bonzi trick.
G: Yo, buffalo soldier, don't worry 'bout a ting, man.
T: Dat's the Jah lookin afta ya, not Bonzi. He is da white man's lord
& savior -- son of kong, don't ya know? Git wit it, rastah!! One love,
one world lets get together and feel all right.
G: Straight from Babylon with gaze trees bitch. Keep it gansta. Keep it
T: BABB --BE ABOUT BONZI BITCH!!!
G: Fuck the po po, mutha humpa. Bonzi be a cop killa, cheap ho, lap-ass
barracuda bitch - fo po, yo!!
T: G's up, ho's down. Bonzi ho - peace out.
G: Righteous c
er- Possibly from James Campion August 16th 2002
The below defintely is:
TOYS OF SUMMER
(Musings on the Destruction of the 2002 Baseball Season)
like watching dramatized documentary footage of dinosaurs trying to yank
their enormous frames from a tar pit,
Together Now - Recession
- Mr Reality Check
...the president is some kind of cheap, knock-off of dear old dad and
the crippled American dollar will be the death knell for this one-term
Mid-Summer's Standoff in the Bare Knuckle Jungle
Campion in Washington
'The same people who managed 9/11 bankroll Hammas. They run the deal
over there. Weve known that for some time'.
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