I've been doing some digging lately and found some good information on just how much the government might really know about UFOs. It's a pretty good collection of various articles on the subject. Here's some nice reading from the National Security Agency UFO archives: The Government and UFOs

> Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition. Our weapon is fear, fear and Surp...
> I'll start again.

Chapman: *I* don't know - Mr Wentworth just told me to come in here and say that there was trouble at the mill, that's all - I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition.
[JARRING CHORD]
[The door flies open and Cardinal Ximinez of Spain [Palin] enters, flanked by two junior cardinals. Cardinal Biggles [Jones] has goggles pushed over his forehead. Cardinal Fang [Gilliam] is just Cardinal Fang]

Ximinez: NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition! Our chief weapon is surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope.... Our *four*...no... *Amongst* our weapons.... Amongst our weaponry...are such elements as fear, surprise.... I'll come in again.

[The Inquisition exits]
Chapman: I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition.
[JARRING CHORD]
[The cardinals burst in]
Ximinez: NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition! Amongst our weaponry are such diverse elements as: fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency, an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope, and nice red uniforms - Oh damn!
[To Cardinal Biggles] I can't say it - you'll have to say it.
Biggles: What?
Ximinez: You'll have to say the bit about 'Our chief weapons are ...'
Biggles: [rather horrified]: I couldn't do that...

[Ximinez bundles the cardinals outside again]
Chapman: I didn't expect a kind of Spanish Inquisition.
[JARRING CHORD]
[The cardinals enter]

Biggles: Er.... Nobody...um....
Ximinez: Expects...
Biggles: Expects... Nobody expects the...um...the Spanish...um...
Ximinez: Inquisition.
Biggles: I know, I know! Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition. In fact, those who do expect -
Ximinez: Our chief weapons are...
Biggles: Our chief weapons are...um...er...
Ximinez: Surprise...
Biggles: Surprise and --
Ximinez: Okay, stop. Stop. Stop there - stop there. Stop. Phew! Ah! ... our chief weapons are surprise...blah blah blah. Cardinal, read the charges.
Fang: You are hereby charged that you did on diverse dates commit heresy against the Holy Church. 'My old man said follow the--'
Biggles: That's enough.
[To Cleveland] Now, how do you plead?
Clevelnd: We're innocent.
Ximinez: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

[DIABOLICAL LAUGHTER]
Biggles: We'll soon change your mind about that!
[DIABOLICAL ACTING]

Ximinez: Fear, surprise, and a most ruthless-- [controls himself with a supreme effort] Ooooh! Now, Cardinal -- the rack!

[Biggles produces a plastic-coated dish-drying rack. Ximinez looks at it and clenches his teeth in an effort not to lose control. He hums heavily to cover his anger]

Ximinez: You....Right! Tie her down.

[Fang and Biggles make a pathetic attempt to tie her on to the drying rack]
Ximinez:Right! How do you plead?
Clevelnd: Innocent.
Ximinez: Ha! Right! Cardinal, give the rack [oh dear] give the rack a turn.

[Biggles stands their awkwardly and shrugs his shoulders]
Biggles: I....
Ximinez: [gritting his teeth] I *know*, I know you can't. I didn't want to say anything. I just wanted to try and ignore your crass mistake.
Biggles: I...
Ximinez: It makes it all seem so stupid.
Biggles: Shall I...?
Ximinez: No, just pretend for God's sake. Ha! Ha! Ha!

[Biggles turns an imaginary handle on the side of the dish-rack]
[Cut to them torturing a dear old lady, Marjorie Wilde]
Ximinez: Now, old woman -- you are accused of heresy on three counts -- heresy by thought, heresy by word, heresy by deed, and heresy by action -- *four* counts. Do you confess?
Wilde: I don't understand what I'm accused of.
Ximinez: Ha! Then we'll make you understand! Biggles! Fetch...THE CUSHIONS!

[JARRING CHORD]
[Biggles holds out two ordinary modern household cushions]
Biggles: Here they are, lord.
Ximinez: Now, old lady -- you have one last chance. Confess the heinous sin of heresy, reject the works of the ungodly -- *two* last chances. And you shall be free -- *three* last chances. You have three last chances, the nature of which I have divulged in my previous utterance.
Wilde: I don't know what you're talking about.
Ximinez: Right! If that's the way you want it -- Cardinal! Poke her with the soft cushions!

[Biggles carries out this rather pathetic torture]
Ximinez: Confess! Confess! Confess!
Biggles: It doesn't seem to be hurting her, lord.
Ximinez: Have you got all the stuffing up one end?
Biggles: Yes, lord.
Ximinez [angrily hurling away the cushions]: Hm! She is made of harder stuff! Cardinal Fang! Fetch...THE COMFY CHAIR!

[JARRING CHORD]
[Zoom into Fang's horrified face]
Fang [terrified]: The...Comfy Chair?
[Biggles pushes in a comfy chair -- a really plush one]
Ximinez: So you think you are strong because you can survive the soft cushions. Well, we shall see. Biggles! Put her in the Comfy Chair!

[They roughly push her into the Comfy Chair]
Ximinez [with a cruel leer]: Now -- you will stay in the Comfy Chair until lunch time, with only a cup of coffee at eleven. [aside, to Biggles] Is that really all it is?
Biggles: Yes, lord.
Ximinez: I see. I suppose we make it worse by shouting a lot, do we? Confess, woman. Confess! Confess! Confess! Confess
Biggles: I confess!
Ximinez: Not you!

> Is the spanish inquisition to be expected anywhere?

Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition. Our weapon is fear, fear and Surp... I'll start again.

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> Ni!
HEAD KNIGHT: Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni!
ARTHUR: Who are you?
HEAD KNIGHT: We are the Knights Who Say... Ni!
ARTHUR: No! Not the Knights Who Say Ni!
HEAD KNIGHT: The same!
BEDEVERE: Who are they?
HEAD KNIGHT: We are the keepers of the sacred words: Ni, Pang, and Ni-wom!
RANDOM: Ni-wom!
ARTHUR: Those who hear them seldom live to tell the tale!
HEAD KNIGHT: The Knights Who Say Ni demand a sacrifice!
ARTHUR: Knights of Ni, we are but simple travelers who seek the enchanter who lives beyond these woods.
HEAD KNIGHT: Ni! Ni! Ni! Ni!
ARTHUR and PARTY: Oh, ow!
HEAD KNIGHT: We shall say 'nee' again to you if you do not appease us.
ARTHUR: Well, what is it you want?
HEAD KNIGHT: We want... a shrubbery!
[dramatic chord]
ARTHUR: A what?
HEAD KNIGHT: Ni! Ni!
ARTHUR and PARTY: Oh, ow!
ARTHUR: Please, please! No more! We shall find a shrubbery.
HEAD KNIGHT: You must return here with a shrubbery or else you will never pass through this wood alive!
ARTHUR: O Knights of Ni, you are just and fair, and we will return with a shrubbery.
HEAD KNIGHT: One that looks nice.
ARTHUR: Of course.
HEAD KNIGHT: And not too expensive.
ARTHUR: Yes.
HEAD KNIGHTS: Now... go!

Ni!

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Is the spanish inquisition to be expected anywhere?

Or is it something completely different?

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Gruesse vom Saenger

For questions about Boinc look in the BOINC-Wiki

It's... Monty Python's Flying Circus!

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> He's laughing so hard that he missed the floor and started flying...
>

Ask him to define the word "it"!

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"I'm trying to maintain a shred of dignity in this world." - Me

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> Page after
> page... 13 in all.
>

What the!!!

Page after page... 13 in all.

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He's laughing so hard that he missed the floor and started flying...

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Ask him how he voted in the last election?

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Account frozen...

Yeah, and he's taking pot shots at pot-bellies and fat fannies.

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Does he have a towel?

Uh, not to interrupt the [late] train of your collective thoughts, but there's a guy at the door with a fish in his ear, purple eyes, and he's not the usual kind of freak we get around here. He's peddling a PDA encyclopedia instead of Jesus so I guess he's OK, but he insists on splitting a case of Michelob in under 30 minutes, and did I forget to mention the bulldozer outside of the house?

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> > > > Poor little fella!!!
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> > > What is THAT! Never seen anything like that before.
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> > It is a Fox Bat!!
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> <B>WRONG ANSWER! IT'S AN AYE-AYE, GOOGLE IT...
>

I just MSN'd it and found [b]this. Never heard of it before. Hmm, looks like it's time for a cryptic animal thread.

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> > > What is THAT! Never seen anything like that before.
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> > It is a Fox Bat!!
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> <B>WRONG ANSWER! IT'S AN AYE-AYE, GOOGLE IT...[/b]
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Still looks like your younger brother!!!

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I'd rather speak my mind because it hurts too much to bite my tongue.

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HELP! I'M BEING ABDUCTED...
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> <B>WRONG ANSWER! IT'S AN AYE-AYE, GOOGLE IT...[b]
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Yes, but the burning question is, Dogbytes, is it your little brother or sonny, Puppybytes???

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"I'm trying to maintain a shred of dignity in this world." - Me

> > > > [b][i] HELP! I'M BEING ABDUCTED...
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> > > Poor little fella!!!
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> > What is THAT! Never seen anything like that before.
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> It is a Fox Bat!!
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<B>WRONG ANSWER! IT'S AN AYE-AYE, GOOGLE IT...

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Account frozen...

> > This is what my CoCo III looks like:
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> [link deleted]
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> That's soooooooo cute, you could keep it as a pet. :) The plastic is still in
> remarkably white condition.
>

That pic was not my CoCo. Of course, mine looks much older, being an ex-smoker, mine has turned a dark beige. I did keep it, but not for a pet.

L8R....

T'Khasi Time: Friday, 15 April 2005 - 06:52 PM --700 (Pacific Standard Time)

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