_____________ ____________ ____________ * / R \ */ \ */ \ * | E ______ | *\____ ____/ *| ________/ * | S |******| | ****| |*** *| F |******** * | I | *| | *| | *| U |____ * | S ~~~~~~~ / *| I | *| T \ * | T ____ \ *| S | *| I ____/ * | A |*** \ \ *| | *| L |*** * | N | * \ \ ___*| |____ *| E | * | C | * \ \/ \ *| | * \__E_/ * \___/______________/ *\____/ ***** **** ************** ***** P.O. Box 7822 Oxnard, CA 93031 THE OFFICIAL ORGAN OF THE GALACTIC BORG CONSCIOUSNESS ISSUE NUMBER 7 February 1993 RESISTANCE IS FUTILE ("RIF") is published and edited by Oxnardus and Ripley for distribution on various national electronic services and local electronic BBS echos. Address listings, copyright notices, editorial notices, and information on back issues are printed at the end of this newsletter. All correspondence should be sent by e-mail to Oxnardus or Ripley (addresses given at end of newsletter) or mailed to "Resistance is Futile", P.O. Box 7822, Oxnard, CA 93031. ========= CONTENTS ========= HISTORIC FIRST POSTS OF THE BORG CLUB! CHEX MIX PARTY MIX BORG LIBRARY OVERDUE NOTICES BORG SHORT BIOS REPORT ON SWANNOX'S SWEARING IN BORG VALENTINES AT LAST! THE REASON FOR SWANNOX'S MARSHALL FOOTBALL MANIA REVEALED!!!! ADVERTISEMENT: Borg Blues Club PECULIAR TRANSCRIPT BLUES CLUB RULES ====================================== HISTORIC FIRST POSTS OF THE BORG CLUB! ====================================== ARTS CLUB TO: ALL FROM: JASON PERLOW TOPIC: SCIENCE FICTION SUBJECT: BORG CLUB TIME: 02/17/92 7:23 PM For some reason, everyone is making great effort to disrupt the lines of reason. I say join the BORG CLUB, a group of dedicated Computerphile-Evildoers dedicated to the disruption of rediculous topics and unfair, nasty BBS'ers who insist on insulting other people and BEING A JERK IN GENERAL. You don't need any permission to Join, just say you're a BORG!!! It's SOOO SIMPLE!!! Jason "Novellus" Perlow of BORG To: JASON PERLOW FROM: KYM TABORN SUBJECT: BORG CLUB TIME: 02/18/92 11:51AM And I thought I had been just bored recently. Now I discover I was actually borged. I am Oxnardus of Borg. I was previously a musicologist on the Enterprise, but apparently the Borg got me. I've never been anything other than human. Being a Borg might be the answer to all my problems. --Oxnardus of Borg (HCMH17A) TO: MARIAN SAMUELS FROM: JASON PERLOW SUBJECT: ST: TROI QUESTION TIME: 02/21/92 4:43PM MARIAN OF TERRA: TYPING IN ALL CAPS IDENTIFIES YOURSELF AS A BORG, OR DESIRE TO BECOME ASSIMILATED. AS I DO NOT HAVE YOUR PROFILE IN THE BORG DATABASE, I WOULD ASSUME YOU HAVE NOT YET RECEIVED YOUR PROCESSOR IMPLANTS. WARMEST REGARDS SUPREME BORG NOVELLUS TO: KYM TABORN FROM: MARIAN SAMUELS SUBJECT: ST-BORG TIME: 02/22/92 12:02AM "A" EQUALS "A" SUB "0" TIMES "e" TO THE MINUS 0.639 TIMES "t" DIVIDED BY "T" SUB ONE-HALF. IF YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT THAT IS THE FORMULA FOR, YOU MAY ASSIMILATE ME. MARIAN (Editors Note: the formula for radioactive decay) ================== CHEX MIX PARTY MIX ================== CHEX PARTY MIX- served at all Supreme Court functions... Preheat oven to 250 degrees. 1/4 C butter or margarine 4 1/2 t Worcestershire sauce 1 1/4 - 1 1/2 t of "seasoning" salt 8 C assorted Chex brand cereals 1 C nuts (mixed or whatever kind you like) 1 C pretzel sticks In a deep baking pan, melt the butter or margarine in the oven. Stir in the salt and Worcestershire sauce. Slowly add the cereal, nuts, and pretzels, stirring until well coated (the mix, not you). Bake for one hour, uncovered. Stir every 1/4 hour. Remove. Spread on paper towels until cool. Store in an air-tight container. Makes 2 1/2 quarts. --Marianus of Borg ============================ BORG LIBRARY OVERDUE NOTICES ============================ TO: Chatsworthus ITEM: Bonsai: A Gardening Guide TO: Allofus ITEM: Chastity: A How to Manual TO: Smorgus ITEM: Build Your Own Decks and Spas TO: Marianus ITEM: The Lady Wore Black TO: Tormin Kyril ITEM: You Can Say No To Your Child TO: Rubberus Checkus ITEM: Raising Beef Cattle TO: Daimon Kym ITEM: Investment Banking TO: Fynn ITEM: Foxfire #7 TO: T'Caer ITEM: Shiruken TO: Q2 ITEM: Exotic Getaway Ideas TO: Dons ITEM: Rodent Hunter's Annual #5 TO: Hellacious ITEM: Miss Manner's Guide to the Borg TO: Harper ITEM: 100 Irish Ballads TO: Olympius ITEM: Carl Blegan's Search for Illium TO: Sheltius ITEM: My Secret Garden TO: Rialtus ITEM: Innocents Abroad TO: Pretentious Pompus ITEM: The Satyricon and Traupman's Latin Dictionary TO: Swannox ITEM: Advanced Circuit Engineering ---LUCRETIA OF BORG(MBJM54B) =============== BORG SHORT BIOS =============== Ashley Wiggs Wiggalus ------------- First, my borg self was created on Feb. 20th. I am the second oldest Borg on the board. In real life, I live in Springfield, MO. I am 16 years old and a junior in high school. My interests include Media, Gymnastics, Japanese, Spanish, and of course, Star Trek. I just got my driver's license last month and am trying to get a job. I am in scouts and work at a summer camp every summer. I love to camp and be in the wilderness. My grades at school are average and my GPA is 3.3. If any Borg would like to write and get to know me better, write to me at 1436 W. Riverside, SPFD, MO 65807. ---Goodbye, Wiggalus of Borg Kym Masera Taborn- Oxnardus ----------------- Kym Masera Taborn, 34, is an attorney living in Oxnard, California. She has one (1) husband, 39, named Wesley, and one (1) son, 4, named Ira. She spends too much time on Prodigy and needs more discipline in her chaotic life. Although generally well-liked, some people can't stand her. Lately she has been in a creative void and she would like to get out but can't figure out how. She has achieved very little in the past 34 years and expects to do even less for the rest of her tenure on Earth. In her productive days, she was the first editor of Resistance is Futile and was a Big Cahuna of the Borg Club. Currently, she is just a statistic. Marian Samuels- Chief Justice Marianus ---------------------- Conceived during the same month as the assassination of JFK, Marian was born in Reno, NV and was raised in Las Vegas. After graduating from the University of Nevada, Las Vegas with a B.S. in Nuclear Medicine, she worked for a few years in utter boredom. Jumping at the chance to move to the Pacific Northwest in 1990, she is now extremely happy with her job of injecting live humans with radioactive materials. Living alone (except for her three cats, chinchilla, turtle and aquarium full of fish), she turned to Prodigy, like many other members, in an attempt to communicate with those who don't roll their eyes when Star Trek is mentioned. The Borg club turned out to be the perfect outlet for Marian's medically-documented, tilted brain. With a sense of humor that has been called "perpendicular," she has been known to cause trouble on occasion. Richard Feldman- Chatsworthus ---------------- Richard Feldman was born at a very early age... no, that won't do... got it! Rich was born on 1/15/42 in Brooklyn, NY. He had a very uneventful childhood, played quite a bit of stick-ball and kick the can, got teased by his more athletic peers about his lack of athletic ability, and was usually the last to be chosen for any sports teams... He was a decent bowler, and had a lot of fun, and met some nice females in the process. He was graduated from Lincoln HS in Brooklyn, NY in '59, where he was in the band (sax and clarinet); as a result, got to go to all of the football games free! As we were city champs in '57 or '58, it was a GREAT time! Went to Brooklyn College '59-'63, major in Bio, minor in chem. Met many talented people of widely diverse backgrounds; was a wonderful horizon expander, as I found that good people come in all colors, sizes, shapes, and from all countries. I realized that the sky's the limit... I killed two years in NYU Dental School, before finding out that a man with 10 left thumbs should perhaps pursue a different career path! Was doing medical lab work to pick up spare change and turned to this full time, for about 3 years, then entered Jr Hi Science teaching; kept doing lab on the side and specialized in Hematology, Chemistry, and Blood Bank. Did mixture of lab and teaching for total of about 12 years, then left lab around '83. Taught Jr Hi and HS Sciences, then in '88, able to enter Studio Teaching. Have found my niche in life, as I thoroughly enjoy it! Will go back to the public "education" system the day after hell freezes over, if I don't call in sick that day... Married 26 years to Gail, have two lovely daughters, Judy (17) and Taija (16.5) our Finnish exchange student. She will be with us until about 7/93, then will return home... damnit... Found *P because they offered a "free" month!!! Got hooked and probably will have to join *PA. Hey, AA works, why not *PA?? (26+ years Clean and Sober - THAT, plus my daughters, means I HAVE accomplished something with my life...) Love y'all, and hope I haven't bored you to tears... ---Chats Sheltius -------- Name: Candice Woolen Age: Irrelevant Height: short Weight: Too much Eyes: 2 - dark brown Hair: Deep black-brown Race: Only greyhounds and formula one racecars. (I am the lightest shade of white that you can be, unfortunately. Morticia has nothing on me) General: No, but I made it to E-5 promotable in the Navy. Hobbies: Collecting antiques, reading, learning new things, computer, *P, showing my Shelties in the obedience ring. Education: Navy technical schools (Electronic Warfare, Cryptological Tech school). Some college. Working towards my degree (STILL). Occupation: artist and mother. Recent accomplishment: helped with a $5,000 commission for a stained glass panel for a REALLY rich person's home. Learned how to infiltrate Cal Borgy VAX and cause problems for one Rialtus of Borg. Aspirations: raise my child to be a good and loving human (even if he claims Klingon parentage), finish my degree, free myself from the servitude I am in and be financially secure to pursue my glass work with no restrictions. Other: Live in TX. Have invaded various locales. Biggest invasions to come... February will see me invading the Bahamas, then March will see me commanding the invading forces from TX to LALA land. (don't tell T'Caer, tho) Characters on the BB: Sheltius, Shadow, Queue, and (rarely) Taylor. Characters in real life: Only myself, but I do hear these voices from time to time. Mi cube es su cube. If you feel an invasion coming on you - think of TX! We treat all invaders great - ask Chats. He's still alive! Julia Smith-Ruetz- Olympius ------------------ I really did have a bucolic childhood in the next-to-the-last frontier, with Mt. Rainier looming over me every time the clouds broke. I came home from St. Peter's Hospital up the same driveway that leads to my home now, but a few months later we moved up closer to the Mountain, to a huge cold old house on a farm with morels [ look it up --ed.] in the orchard in the spring, which I still inhabit in my dreams. When I was three, we lost altitude and moved to Yelm, across the road from where the Ramtha Movement World Headquarters now sits. I had a morbidly wholesome childhood, alieviated only by the fact that my family was more SOMETIMES A GREAT NOTION than MAKE ROOM FOR DADDY. I was in Girl Scouts and 4-H and several summers went to four Vacation Bible schools. When I was fifteen, we moved closer to sea level again and built a house across from the Evergreen Dance Hall, where every Saturday until three, bands that sounded just like Nirvana kept my family and our cows awake and drowned out the coyotes. The suburbs started to encroach, high school was hellish, I had hair like Chelsea Clinton when it was cool to look like Cher, but then I went to college and got to be an intellectual character and that was sweet. I may have been the only non-drinking, non-potsmoking virgin ever to graduate from Hippy Haven, THE Evergreen State College, but it took just eight weeks of an Archaeological field school to cure all that. Since graduating from college the first time, I have been an intermittently employed student of life - actually, I was a regular student for a lot of that time, and since 1982 have been married to the REAL Trekker, Mr. Space. Now I am the stay-at-home Mom of SamanAnna, or as Anna types on Storywriter SAM6ANNAB4. We live on the same farm where my father spent his childhood, within earshot and dish-rattling distance of the big guns at Fort Lewis. Although I watched TOS during its first run and every time I got a chance thereafter and always try to watch new episodes of TNG when they're on, I am the third fan in our household; Space is the Con Veteran and Sam, the trivia hound. Sam is now being motivated to learn to read better so he can read the Hitchhiker's Guide trilogy in five volumes, and loves DS9. Anna says it's too scary. The dogs are neutral. Shari Snelling Incredulous -------------- I was born and raised in Wheaton, Illinois. I left home as soon as I could, at 18, and went to college in California. My first day of college I sat next to a young man in a journalism class. Three years later, I married him. We've (oh, his name is Dan, BTW) been married 10 years now. We have 3 kids, Rachel (6), Stephen (4 1/2), and Sarah (3). Rachel was born with Spina Bifida. So, parenthood wasn't exactly what we expected, as it began with an extensive crash course in medical care. By the grace of God, we managed to stay sane, married, and have two more perfectly healthy children and Rachel has grown into a well-adjusted, beautiful and highly intelligent little girl. I am currently finishing my MA in English Literature, with tentative plans to take the law boards and go to law school next year. I've lived in CA for 13 years now, and I love it. I also enjoy reading, skiing, Godiva chocolate, orchids, gardening, I.B.C. Rootbeer, needlework, staying in good hotels, Rutherford Hill Merlot, horseback riding and a good piece of prime rib. Let's see...I'm 30-something, and I have no plans to run for public office, on the boards or anywhere else! Ryan Eggleston Armadillius --------------- NAME: Ryan Eggleston BIRTHDATE: February 12, 1977 CITY AND STATE: Kaysville, UT INFO: I have lived most of my life in California, namely in the city of Redding. In December of 1991, I moved to Utah. I like to read, write stories and draw things. Currently in school, I am taking a Commercial Art class because I want to be a Commercial Artist later on in life. In June of 1992 (??), I joined the Borg Club on Prodigy under the name Armadillius. There are three characters who I am: Armadillius of Borg, Armadillo and Ahman-dillo. While we were on the Sci-Fi Board, I ran a Candy Store, but now I don't. Rialtus ------- Name: Carl R. Knecht Alias(es): Rialtus, QBerty, BEAST (G), Carlos O'Brien, unknown others... Height: 6 foot Hair: yep, a few of them on my head. Hey, look! They are brown! Eyes: two. Hazel Sex: I wish! (I think this is a bit obvious...) Race: to the "Finnish" line [hide me from Chats!!] Age: mumble, mumble...WHO WANTS TO KNOW? Facial Hair: to put this question to rest (finally), yes, I have facial hair in the form of a mustache. Sheeesh... Occupation: Chicken flipper overseer (for real, kinda!) Crew leader, El Pollo Loco in Rialto, CA. Student at Cal Poly, Pomona. Computer Information Systems major. Hobbies: Borging around, looking at the pretty women, listening to music, computer stuff, looking at the pretty women, doing terrible imitations, looking at the pretty women, telling bad jokes, looking at the pretty women. Favorite songs: If You Ask Me To, Devil with the Blue Dress On. Favorite Book(s): Hitchhiker's Trilogy Languages: illeterate in all of them. Motto(s): Life sucks, and so does a vacuum cleaner. yub yub. another brilyunt mind diztroyed by the publik edukashun sistem. Various other information: GET ME OUTTA RIALTO, PLEASE!!!!!!! =============================== REPORT ON SWANNOX'S SWEARING IN =============================== After the Borg Choir finishes it's rousing celebration of Swannox, the Chief Justice Marianus turns to the President-elect, "place your hand on the book." Swannox does so. The book is ancient. It's leather-bound pages are yellowed, the spine shows the signs of recent repair. The title of the book had, many years past, been worn away by the hands of past Presidents of the Collective. Marianus smiles at Swannox, "repeat after me: "I, (state your name), do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of the President of the Borg Consciousness, and will, to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Collective." Swannox repeats the words and a great "Hurrah!" is heard from the crowd. "And now," Marianus says, stepping aside, "I give you The President of The Collective!!" The crowd goes wild. --Marianus My fellow Borg: Today we celebrate the mystery of Collective renewal. This ceremony is held in the depth of Chex-mix. But, be the words we speak and the faces we show the collective, we force the pizza party. A spring reborn in the oldest collective, that brings forth the vision and courage to reinvent the collective. When our founders boldly declared the Collectives independence to the universe and our purposes to the Almighty (insert Chief Justice, Oxnardus, Chats or borg of your choice), they knew that the Collective, to endure, would have to carry more change to order pizza. On behalf of our nation, I salute (give'm the bird) my predecessor, President Nero, ah, I mean Bush, for his half-century of sticking it to, ah, I mean service to the Collective. Today, a generation raised in the shadows of the Cola Wars assumes new responsibilities in a world warmed by the sunshine of freedom, but threatened still by ancient hatreds and pizza thiefs. From this joyful mountaintop of celebration, we hear a call to service (more like a call for a pizza) in the valley. We have heard the trumpets, we have changed the guard. And now, each in our way, we must answer the call and deliver in less than 30 minutes. Thank you and Bless you all. Your President: Swannox of Borg =============== BORG VALENTINES =============== To the love of my life, whom I will love eternally (or at least until we run out of pizza); The incredibly beautiful and wonderful and smart and talented and fantastic T'Caer, Qubert, Morgannus, Chanperson, BeauQ, Tormin Kyril, Deannus, Sh'Ree, Tricius, K'Sar, EC SU T'P, T'PII, Marianus, T'Ruly, Sheltius, and of course, my lovely nieces, T'Jul and GQ. Also deepest personal regards to any and all females whom I may have inadvertently forgotten to include!!! --Chatsworthus of Borg. What's this "one woman" stuff, anyway? My dearest Gomez, Don't torture yourself darling... that's MY job! Love, Your darling Tish. ---Tricius Rialtus, my studborg, Happy Valentine's Day! ---Sheltius - waiting faithfully ========================================================== AT LAST! THE REASON FOR SWANNOX'S MARSHALL FOOTBALL MANIA REVEALED!!!! ========================================================== On Nov 14, 1970, A DC9, with 75 members of the team, coaching staff, and community who were returning from an away game, crashed on final approach in Huntington to Tri-State Airport. All 75 members of the plane were killed. It was/is the greatest sports tragidy in history. Marshall's Program was in a slump before the plane crash, and suffered due to poor funding and lack of facilities (one side of Fairfield stadium collapsed during a game). Marshall suffered horribly with seasons that consisted of maybe 1 or 2 wins a year until the mid 1980's when we won 6 games. Since then, Marshall Football has built up steam and in 1987, made it's first appearance in the 1-AA playoffs, making it to the championship game where we were beat by 1 point. We made the playoffs in 1988 and lost in the second round. In 1991, we made the NCAA 1-AA playoffs again, making it to the championship game, where we lost by 6 to Youngstown State. Also that year, Marshall opened Marshall Stadium, a 30 million dollar, 30,000 seat state of the art facility for football. Marshall has been fighting with the state (WV) for 20 years for better facilities (the old place had port-johns). In 1992, Marshall and Huntington was awarded host City and School for the 1992-1993-1994 1-AA playoffs. Marshall again made it to the playoffs and made it to the 1-AA title game against Youngstown state again. Marshall, on a 22 year mission, beat YSU 31-28 to claim Marshall's first National Title. Marshall has come from tragedy, from worst to first. 1992 National Champions Marshall University Thundering Herd ---Swannox of Borg ============= ADVERTISEMENT ============= A World of Adventure and Good Food Awaits You at the Borg Blues Club!! Visit today and your host, Swannox, will personally grace you with his presence at your table. If you have trouble deciding what to order from the vast menu of libations, he will be more than happy to point out the most potent drinks guaranteed to make you wear a lampshade on your head for the rest of the evening. But the fabulous menu is just the tip of the Iceberg 'O Fun you'll find waiting for you at the BBC. This is the hangout of the rich and famous. You will see such noted Borg as Sheltius and her eager puppy, Rialtus. You will be accosted by none other than T'Caer herself. You may actually catch a glimpse of the Chief Justice as she enters the Club and makes a bee-line for the Chex Mix Room (tours available: see the management for further details). =================== PECULIAR TRANSCRIPT =================== The following is the transcript of the memory core of Rubberus Checkus, downloaded right after Rubberus Checkus' sad demise. Scientists believe that Rubberus Checkus was badly in need of a trip to Jiffy Cube but foolishly put it off until it was too late. TRANSCRIPT: Suddenly Mr. Haney stops and squints into the sun. "All is not well in Hooterville," he exclaims. "But Marsha," Peter said, "Us boys were here first. We deserve the big room." Marsha glared at him and said, "Peter Brady, you are NOT being fair about this!" "Golly gee, Beav," Wally said, "Dad is going to be really mad at you." Drawing his pistol and leveling it on Bart, Maverick said, "now...let's not get too hasty about leaving town." Bart, with a disgusted look on his face, turned his head slightly and spit a long stream of tobacco juice into the dust of the street. "I'm not going anywhere partner," Bart said. "Woof...woof! Woof, woof!" Lassie approached Timmy and nuzzled his hand, then turned and took a few running steps toward the woods. "What is it, girl?" Timmy said. "Is the electrical power station about to be blown up by terrorists?" "Can I have some gum, Deputy Fife," the cute little redheaded extra said. "Sure Opie. Let me just get you a piece," Deputy Fife said as he dug into his otherwise empty ammo pouch hanging from his highly polished Sam Browne belt. "Ugh...uhhhh...huh...," Speed Racer grunted as he leaned into a turn, fighting to keep control of the auto. "Slow down, Speed," exclaimed Trixy, sitting beside him but not too close as he was, after all, a boy. "What 'cha doing, little buddy," the Skipper asked as he sat down at the coconut and bamboo radio. "Just wondering how this damn thing works since we have no vacuum tubes or transistors, Skipper," Gilligan said as he deftly tood the radio apart using the point of his Bowie knife. Buffy looked at Mr. French and said, "can I have more french fries?" Mr. French, smiling that irritating and condescending smile of his, said, "of course, Buffy." Turning back to the kitchen, he mumbled, "(mumble mumble stupid little mumble mumble ponytailed mumble mumble...)" ---Rubberus Checkus ================ BLUES CLUB RULES ================ In order to serve our customers better, the following rules have been set up at the Borg Blues Club. 1. No Alcohol served to Minors. 2. No synthohol served. 3. No fighting. 4. All powers must be made known to the security chief. 5. Q are not minors. 6. Management reserves the right to refuse service to anyone. 7. Decisions by Swannox and T'Caer are final. 8. No Ferengi served (either as hors d' ourves or as customers). 9. Nobody can change the channel on the Big Screen TV when the Boss is watching Marshall University Sporting Events. The Security Team currently consists of the following: Security Chief: T'Caer Seconds: Fynn Bouncers: Tafv, Jhames, GQ, Georg, Beast, Sarlik Honorary: LKS, LKM, Q'lar Address all complaints to the Security team. All other Questions will be answered by Swannox, Owner and Manager of the Borg Blues Club. Policies written by Swannox and T'Caer --Swannox ============== EDITOR NOTICES ============== The Borg Club is located EVERYWHERE. If you wish to be assimilated just ask a local Borg to do so. We are sure they would be more than happy to assimilate you quickly and painlessly, not to mention take your culture and technology from you as well. ================= COPYRIGHT NOTICES ================= "RIF" acknowledges that Paramount Pictures and its various subsidiaries as having the sole rights to the Star Trek trademark. "RIF" has no intention to infringe upon that copyright or earn profit from this publication. It is distributed free of charge. This newsletter may be distributed by anyone if kept intact and not altered in any way. Consider it shareware publishing! Resistance is Futile, copyright (c) 1993 by RIF BBS. ============================ BACK ISSUES OF RIF AVAILABLE ============================ Missing an issue? Used your RIF for a place mat or coaster one time too many? Just mail a self-addressed stamped ($.52) business sized envelope indicating which issue you'd like to RIF BBS, P.O. Box 7822, Onxard, CA 93031 and that abused issue will be replaced. At this time, the issues available are numbers 1 (May 1992) through 13 (October 1993). ============ CONTRIBUTORS ============ Armadillius Chatsworthus Incredulous LUCRETIA OF BORG(MBJM54B) Marianus Novellus Olympius Oxnardus GEnie:K.Taborn; Prodigy:HCMH17A; InterNet: k.taborn@genie.geis.com; FidoNet: Oxnardus @ 1:206/2513; VirtualNet: 197 @ 1805020; RIME: Kym Taborn; WWIVNet: Oxnardus 115 @ 8500; AnarchyNet: Oxnardus @42:1005/1201; RIF BBS: Oxnardus; RIPCITY: Oxnardus; RIF BBS, P.O. Box 7822, Oxnard, CA 93031 Rialtus Rubberus Checkus Sheltius Swannox Tricius Wigglus RESISTANCE IS FUTILE Reprint Issue for Downloading [The following newsletter is a special reprint created specially for distribution over BBS systems. RIF is the newsletter of the "Borg Club", an organization originally only located on the Prodigy Network Service from February 1992 to April 1993. It expanded into the GEnie Network in May 1993, the NVN Network in June 1993, and into various other BBSes and networks from July 1993. WARNING: The first seven issues of RIF were assumed to be read by Prodigy members. All IDs are Prodigy IDs. Many of the references are made to Prodigy idiosyncracies.]