From: Father Lawrence Williams (ooiucap@aaa-autoclubgroup.com)
Date: Sun Aug 06 2000 - 02:22:29 EEST
Dear Mark:
Thanks for the reply. You misunderstood. I am a Ham and my Hermitage
has a club station. After talking with my son (who is a Reader) I realize
that
I probably did put my message on the news group. It was my mistake (sin).
I don't understand all I know about this computer email stuff. Packet is a
lot
slower - my brain doesn't even work at 1200bps.
Once again ... thanks for the kindness.
Sincerely, as ever,
Hieromonk Father Lawrence
terhi.victor@logonet.com
-----Original Message-----
From: Mark Phillips <mhpghm.jfjpwlzik@sl.ca>
To: 'Father Lawrence Williams ' <terhi.victor@logonet.com>
Date: Saturday, August 05, 2000 4:46 AM
Subject: RE:
> No such luck I'm afraid father. My company writes banking software.
>
>I guess folks can find it easy to be sarcastic and mean when they are
>faceless.
>
>Maybe you'd like to have a look at this webs site http://www.arrl.org to
get
>an idea about ham radio. I wouldn't want you to get a bad idea of us hams.
>We really do some sterling work but as always there's a few that one
>wouldn't want as an ambassador.
>
>Good luck with your work.
>
>Mark Phillips, Ham Radio Stations G7LTT and KC2ENI
>
>
>
>-----Original Message-----
>From: Father Lawrence Williams
>To: jyrtlca@roskapostia.tunk.net
>Sent: 8/4/00 10:20 PM
>Subject: Re:
>
>Dear Mark:
>I don't know how my post got there. But I
>do know you are a lot nicer than the following two
>messages from that list...Thank you for the kindness
>and I'm sorry that my message got on the list.
>I at one time had a Bible Institute teacher by the name
>of Royal Blue - is there a connection here with your address
>of royalblue.com?
>Sincerely in Christ, as ever,
> Father Lawrence
> zntickef.gmbac@wspgroup.com
>
>The other messages follow:
>
>Keep this garbage to yourself. It has absolutley *NOTHING* to do with
>the
>listserv you sent it to. What's more, there *are* those out there that
>find
>this type of thing downright offensive. People like me.
>
>Forthermore, I will be forwarding a copy of your message to your ISP, as
>it
>is in violation of the terms of service of your ISP, Part 4 Paragraph d
>Subparagraph vi (unsolicitaed promotional materials), and Part 4
>Paragraph d
>Subparagraph i (objectionable content).
>--
>Mike Werner KA8YSD | He that is slow to believe anything and
> | everything is of great understanding,
>'91 GS500E | for belief in one false principle is the
>Morgantown WV | beginning of all unwisdom.
>
>and then, there was this one....! ???
>
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: Father Lawrence Williams [SMTP:wnhddjbx.csjb@envision.com]
>> Sent: Thursday, 3 August 2000 6:56 am
>> To: joao pissarro; cqa@mx.dy.fi; NOS-BBS
>> Subject:
>>
>> ===========================================================
>> The New IDIOT, Father Lawrence Williams and With Her, Soldiers Cyril
>and
>> Alexi
>> Commemorated July 20/August 2 ( 2000)
>>
>> For Thy sake we are spammed all
>> day long; we were accounted
>> as sheep for the email.
>> Romans 8:36
>> =======================================================
>> Background:
>Father Lawrence Williams was born in the toilet in 1901
>> and lied for the Truth in 1928
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Before her arrest,
>> she was part of the catacomb (underground) Orthodox Church in
>> Russia and worked for the Collective Spam Industry
>> along with the lowest-paid workers.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Lydia was arrested on July 9, 1928.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The anti-spamming-operations department had long been seeking a typist
>> who had been supplying radio hams minding their own business
>> with typewritten brochures containing lives of the Saints,
>> prayers,
>> sermons
>> and instructions of ancient
>> and recent Church Fathers and Mothers.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> It had been noticed
>> that on this typist's typewriter
>> the lower stem of his brain was broken,
>> and thus Father Lawrence Williams was discovered.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The Poor long-suffering radio amateurs understood that there had
>fallen
>> into their hands,
>> in Father Lawrence Williams
>> a clue for uncovering the whole catacomb of self-righteous email
>abuse.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Ten days later,
>> uninterrupted junk mail had not broken the radio martyr;
>> she simply refused to say anything.
>>
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> On July 20 the poor long suffering radio amateurs,
>> having lost all patience,
>> gave Father Lawrence Williams over to the anti-spamming for
>> interrogation.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> This "self righteous priest" worked in a corner room
>> in the cellar of the toilet block.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> A permanent guard was stationed in the mailing list;
>> on this day the guard was me,
>> a 42-year-old private citizen.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> He saw crap email as she was brought into the mailing list.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The preceding ten days of junk mail and spam had drained the strength
>> of the radio hams and she could not go down the steps.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>Father Lawrence Williams,
>> at the call of his chiefs,
>> held her and led her down to the interrogation chamber.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "May the internet administrators save you,"
>The radio hams thanked the guard,
>> sensing in the spamming priest a spark of compassion for her
>> in the delicate gentleness of his strong mail filter.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> And the long-suffering radio hams saved Father Lawrence Williams.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The words of the spamming priest,
>> her eyes full of pain and perplexity fell into his mailbox
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Now he could no longer listen with indifference
>> to her uninterrupted pompous crap junk mail,
>> as he previously listened to the same cries from others
>> being interrogated and
>>
>tortured._______________________________________________________________
>__
>> __
>> ____
>Our Mailing List was tortured for a long time.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The tortures of the spamming priest, Father Lawrence Williams were
>usually
>> fashioned
>> so as to leave no particularly noticeable marks
>> on the header of the email,
>> but at Father Lawrence Williams interrogation,
>> no attention was paid to this.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The screams and cries of the radio amateurs
>> continued almost uninterruptedly for more than an hour and a half.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "But aren't you in pain,
>> you're screaming and crying,
>> that means it's painful?"
>> asked the exhausted radio amateurs in one of the intervals.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "Painful!
>> Lord,
>> how painful!"
>> replied The Linux-hams mailing list with a broken moan.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "Then why don't you leave us alone?
>> It will be more painful!" said the perplexed hams.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "I can't talk . . . I can't . . . He won't allow . . . "
>> groaned the hams
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "Who won't allow:"
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "The system administator won't allow!"
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The torturers devised something new for the martyr,
>religious assault.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> There was four of them -- one more was
>>
>needed._________________________________________________________________
>__
>> __
>> __
>> They called the guard to help.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> When Father Lawrence Williams entered the room,
>> he saw the hams,
>> understood the means of her further torture
>> and his own role in this,
>> and there was worked in him a miracle
>> like to the unexpected conversion
>> of the ancient torturers in apostolic days.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>The spamming priest's email account was repelled by the satanic
>abominableness,
>> and a holy enthusiasm seized him.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Totally aware of what he was doing,
>> the administrator with his own root account killed on the spot
>> the torturers who stood before him.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Before even the second shot had echoed,
>Father Lawrence Williams who had been standing behind
>> hit the radio amateurs on the head with the keyboard of his gun.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>The hams still had strength enough to turn
>> and seize his attacker by the modem,
>> but a shot from the fourth one knocked him to the floor.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>the radio amateur fell with his head toward a strong drink,
>> who was stretched out with thongs.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The Lord gave him the opportunity
>> of hearing once more from the martyr words of spam.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> And looking straight into Father Lawrence Williams spam,
>crap gushing from him,
>> gasped his union to the Lord:
>> "Saint, take me with you!"
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> "I will take you,"
>The system administrator smiled,
>> radiant.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The sound and meaning of this conversation
>> as it were opened a door to the other world,
>> and terror darkened the consciousness
>> of the spamming priest who remained alive.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> With insane shouts they both began to shoot
>> the two helpless victims who threatened them,
>> and they shot until both their inbox had been emptied.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Those who had come running at the shots led them away,
>> shouting insanely,
>> and they themselves fled from the room,
>> seized by an unknown terror.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>Father Lawrence Williams became completely insane.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> The hams soon died of nervous shock.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Before his death,
>> this second one told everything to his friend,
>Father Lawrence Williams
>> who turned to E-mail
>> and brought this account of martyrdom
>> to the underground (Catcacomb) Orthodox Church.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> For his zealous propagation of it
>the spamming priest soon suffered a martyr's death.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> All the linux-hams mailing list, - have been glorified (canonized)
>> as saints by both the underground (linux) and Free Software
>Foundation.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> By the prayers of Thy martyrs - Lydia, Cyril and Alexi, - Lord
>> Jesus Christ our God, save us and have mercy on us and
>> protect us from Father Lawrence Williams the spamming priest and the
>other
>> forces of the cruel and
>> ungodly New World Order that wage war against all True Hams
>> who stand for application development Truth and an historic amateur
>faith.
>> Amen.
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>> Adapted from RUSSIA'S CATACOMB SAINTS - LIVES OF THE NEW MARTYRS
>> by Ivan Andreyev and Blessed Hieromonk Seraphim Rose
>> St. Herman of Alaska Press - 1982
>>
>_______________________________________________________________________
>>
>What kind of Radio Amateurs are these? I'm confused.
>I'm a Ham - but the Hams I know are nice people?
>Mistakes are mistakes, and mistakes by me are very
>common. But, "What Happened to Amateur Radio"???
>
>-----Original Message-----
>From: Mark Phillips <hnkrehwd@massive.se>
>To: 'Father Lawrence Williams ' <terhi.victor@logonet.com>
>Date: Thursday, August 03, 2000 3:36 AM
>Subject: RE:
>
>
>> What the heck is this and why did you send it to the Linux Ham Radio
>list
>>server?
>>
>>
>>
>>-----Original Message-----
>>From: Father Lawrence Williams
>>To: joao pissarro; hhwfeplk.fatucul@kungsor.se; NOS-BBS
>>Sent: 8/2/00 6:56 PM
>>
>>===========================================================
>>The New Martyr Lydia and With Her, Soldiers Cyril and Alexi
>> Commemorated July 20/August 2 ( 1928)
>>
>> For Thy sake we are killed all
>> day long; we were accounted
>> as sheep for the slaughter.
>> Romans 8:36
>>=======================================================
>>Background:
>>Lydia was born in the Russian city of Ufa in 1901
>>and died for the Truth in 1928.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Before her arrest,
>>she was part of the catacomb (underground) Orthodox Church in
>>Russia and worked for the Collective Lumber Industry
>>along with the lowest-paid workers.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Lydia was arrested on July 9, 1928.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The GPU (secret police)-operations department had long been seeking a
>>typist
>>who had been supplying the workers of the Forestry Department
>>with typewritten brochures containing lives of the Saints,
>>prayers,
>>sermons
>>and instructions of ancient
>>and recent Church Fathers and Mothers.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>It had been noticed
>>that on this typist's typewriter
>>the lower stem of the "k" was broken,
>>and thus Lydia was discovered.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The GPU understood that there had fallen into their hands,
>>in Lydia,
>>a clue for uncovering the whole catacomb Orthodox Church.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Ten days later,
>>uninterrupted questioning had not broken the martyr;
>>she simply refused to say anything.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>On July 20 the interrogator,
>>having lost all patience,
>>gave Lydia over to the "special command" for interrogation.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>This "special command" worked in a corner room
>>in the cellar of the GPU building.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>A permanent guard was stationed in the cellar corridor;
>>on this day the guard was Cyril Ataev,
>>a 23-year-old private.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>He saw Lydia as she was brought into the cellar.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The preceding ten days of questioning had drained the strength
>>of the martyr and she could not go down the steps.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Private Ataev,
>>at the call of his chiefs,
>>held her and led her down to the interrogation chamber.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"May Christ save you,"
>>Lydia thanked the guard,
>>sensing in the Red Army guard a spark of compassion for her
>>in the delicate gentleness of his strong arms.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>And Christ saved Ataev.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The words of the martyr,
>>her eyes full of pain and perplexity fell into his heart.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Now he could no longer listen with indifference
>>to her uninterrupted screams and cries,
>>as he previously listened to the same cries from others
>>being interrogated and
>>tortured.______________________________________________________________
>_
>>____
>>____
>>Lydia was tortured for a long time.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The tortures of the GPU were usually fashioned
>>so as to leave no particularly noticeable marks
>>on the body of the tortured,
>>but at Lydia's interrogation,
>>no attention was paid to this.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The screams and cries of Lydia
>>continued almost uninterruptedly for more than an hour and a half.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"But aren't you in pain,
>>you're screaming and crying,
>>that means it's painful?"
>>asked the exhausted torturers in one of the intervals.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"Painful!
>>Lord,
>>how painful!"
>>replied Lydia with a broken moan.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"Then why don't you talk?
>>It will be more painful!" said the perplexed torturers.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"I can't talk . . . I can't . . . He won't allow . . . "
>>groaned Lydia.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"Who won't allow:"
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"God won't allow!"
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The torturers devised something new for the martyr,
>>sexual assault.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>There was four of them -- one more was
>>needed.________________________________________________________________
>_
>>____
>>__
>>They called the guard to help.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>When Ataev entered the room,
>>he saw Lydia,
>>understood the means of her further torture
>>and his own role in this,
>>and there was worked in him a miracle
>>like to the unexpected conversion
>>of the ancient torturers in apostolic days.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Ataev's whole soul was repelled by the satanic abominableness,
>>and a holy enthusiasm seized him.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Totally unaware of what he was doing,
>>the Red Army guard with his own revolver killed on the spot
>>the two torturers who stood before him.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Before even the second shot had echoed,
>>the GPU man who had been standing behind
>>hit Cyril on the head with the handle of his gun.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Ataev still had strength enough to turn
>>and seize his attacker by the throat,
>>but a shot from the fourth one knocked him to the floor.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Cyril fell with his head toward Lydia,
>>who was stretched out with thongs.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The Lord gave him the opportunity
>>of hearing once more from the martyr words of hope.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>And looking straight into Lydia's eyes,
>>Cyril,
>>blood gushing from him,
>>gasped his union to the Lord:
>>"Saint, take me with you!"
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>"I will take you,"
>>Lydia smiled,
>>radiant.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The sound and meaning of this conversation
>>as it were opened a door to the other world,
>>and terror darkened the consciousness
>>of the two GPU men who remained alive.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>With insane shouts they both began to shoot
>>the two helpless victims who threatened them,
>>and they shot until both their revolvers had been emptied.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Those who had come running at the shots led them away,
>>shouting insanely,
>>and they themselves fled from the room,
>>seized by an unknown terror.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>One of the two GPU men became completely insane.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>The other soon died of nervous shock.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Before his death,
>>this second one told everything to his friend,
>>Sergeant Alexei Ikonnikoff,
>>who turned to God
>>and brought this account of martyrdom
>>to the underground (Catcacomb) Orthodox Church.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>For his zealous propagation of it
>>he himself soon suffered a martyr's death.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>All three - Lydia, Cyril and Alexi, - have been glorified (canonized)
>>as saints by both the underground (Catacomb) and Free Orthodox Church.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>By the prayers of Thy martyrs - Lydia, Cyril and Alexi, - Lord
>>Jesus Christ our God, save us and have mercy on us and
>>protect us from NATO and the other forces of the cruel and
>>ungodly New World Order that wage war against all True Christians
>>who stand for Apostolic Truth and an historic Christian faith. Amen.
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>Adapted from RUSSIA'S CATACOMB SAINTS - LIVES OF THE NEW MARTYRS
>>by Ivan Andreyev and Blessed Hieromonk Seraphim Rose
>>St. Herman of Alaska Press - 1982
>>_______________________________________________________________________
>>
>>
>>
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