from MAP: Today, the Department of Justice
Antitrust Division filed comments with the Federal
Communications Commission (FCC) on the issue of
"network neutrality" - whether broadband
providers such as AT&T, Comcast, and other
telephone and cable companies can monitor, filter,
or otherwise interfere with a subscribers use of
internet services or internet content.  The filing
parrots the industry arguments that adopting a
rule that would prevent telephone and cable
companies from monitoring and filtering internet
traffic would harm investment and innovation,
despite mounting evidence from Europe and Asia
that the opposite is true.

Harold Feld, Senior Vice President of the Media
Access Project, had the following statement in
response:

"It would seem that the President and the
Justice Department cannot do enough for AT&T
and the other companies that agreed to spy on the
American people.  Without network neutrality,
companies are free to turn over user information
without a warrant or block users from desired
content - as AT&T recently did 'accidentally'
by blocking Pearl Jam's criticism of the President
during a concert performance carried on AT&T's
broadband service."

Full Press Release at:
http://www.mediaaccess.org/press/2007-09-06-DOJ-
NNResponse.pdf

Expanded: By virtue of their status as public
employments, public callings bore unique
obligations under tort law to serve upon
reasonable request without discrimination, to
charge reasonable ("just") prices, and
to exercise their calling with adequate care,
skill and honesty.

something I'll talk about

<http://www.eaccess.net/service/about/
characteristic.html> shows DSL transmission /
distance from the NTT central office.  On most
products, 10-12Mbps should be Ok at around 2km.

<http://bbpromo.yahoo.co.jp/promotion/campaign/
discount1000/>, and offer page for Yahoo!BB DSL
(Yahoo japan is Softbank) average monthly cost
over a 15 month contract: $27.50  for 50MB, $23.50
for 12MB

And this talks about Traffic volume and patterns
<<http://www.soumu.go.jp/joho_tsusin/eng/
Statistics/pdf/070822_1.pdf>http://www.soumu.go
.jp/joho_tsusin/eng/Statistics/pdf/070822_1.pdf>
;

Washington Post
<http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/
article/2007/08/28/AR2007082801990_pf.html>
(Pepper and Vint quoted, so listen to them not me
:-)

Kenn's news:

Charlotte Lois Hanako Cukier (aka "Blasty") was born on August 30th at 4am. 

http://www.cukier.com/blasty.html

There is a house in New Orleans
 They call the Rising Sun
 And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
 And God I know I'm one

 My mother was a tailor
 She sewed my new bluejeans
 My father was a gamblin' man
 Down in New Orleans

 Now the only thing a gambler needs
 Is a suitcase and trunk
 And the only time he's satisfied
 Is when he's on a drunk

...

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' fer a train
When I's feeling nearly faded as my jeans
Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained
And rode us all the way to New Orleans
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana
I's playing soft while Bobby sung the blues, n-yeah
Windshield wipers slapping time I's, holding Bobby's hand in mine
We sang every song that driver knew

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose
Nothing, I mean nothing honey if it ain't free, no no
Yeah feeling good was easy Lord when he sang the blues
You know feeling good was good enough for me
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.

From Kentucky coal mine to the California sun
Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of my soul
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the cold world
One day a near Selina Lord, I let him slip away
He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it
But I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday
To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine

Freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose
Nothing, and that's all that Bobby left me, yeah
But feeling good was easy Lord when he sang the blues
Hey feeling good was good enough for me, hmm-mm
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.

    Row, row, row your boat,
    Gently down the stream.
    Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily,
    Life is but a dream. 

Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see...

That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please.

I try to find a way to make
all our little joys relate
without that ever-present hate
but now i know that it's too late, and....

The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
So this is all I have to say.

the only way to win is to cheat
and lay it down before i'm beat
and to another give my seat
for that's the only painless feat.

The sword of time will pierce our skins
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger...watch it grin, but...

A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied 'oh why ask me?'

cause suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please,
and you can do the same thing if you please

ow many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
The answer is blowin' in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
...

 Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was shootin at some food,
And up through the ground came a bubblin' crude.

Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.

Well the first thing you know ol' Jed's a millionaire,
Kinfolk said Jed move away from there
Said Californy is the place you ought to be
So they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly.

Ten years ago, on a cold dark night
Someone was killed, 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene, but they all agreed
That the slayer who ran, looked a lot like me

The judge said son, what is your alibi
If you were somewhere else, then you won't have to die
I spoke not a word, thou it meant my life
For I'd been in the arms of my best friend's wife

Chorus
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me
...

Chorus
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows but me

Oh, the scaffold is high and eternity's near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But late at night, when the north wind blows
In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones

Repeat Chorus

Oh, the scaffold is high and eternity's near
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But late at night, when the north wind blows
In a long black veil, she cries ov're my bones

I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine,
Since, I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
And time keeps draggin' on,
But that train keeps a-rollin',
On down to San Antone.

Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

CHORUS:
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Look a-yonder comin'
Comin' down that railroad track
Hey, look a-yonder comin'
Comin' down that railroad track
It's the Orange Blossom Special
Bringin' my baby back

Well, I'm going down to Florida
And get some sand in my shoes
Or maybe California
And get some sand in my shoes
I'll ride that Orange Blossom Special
And lose these New York blues

Hey, talk about a-ramblin'
...

Johnny Cash, Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics
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Artist: Cash Johnny
Song: Folsom Prison Blues
Album: At Folsom Prison Buy Johnny Cash Sheet Music
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I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine,
Since, I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
...

When I was just a baby,
My Mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy,
Don't ever play with guns,"
But I shot a man in Reno,
Just to watch him die,
When I hear that whistle blowin',
I hang my head and cry.

As a young man I went riding out on the western plain
In the state of North Dakota I met my Nellie Kane
I met my Nellie Kane

She was livin' in a lonely cabin with a son by another man
For five years she had waited for him as long as a woman can
Long as a woman can

   I don't know what changed my mind
   Till then I was the ramblin' kind
   The kind of love I can't explain
   That I had for Nellie Kane

She took me on to work that day to help her till the land
In the afternoon we planted seed, in the evenin' we held hands
...

 bet there's rich folks eatin',
In a fancy dining car,
They're probably drinkin' coffee,
And smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin',
I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a-movin',
And that's what tortures me.

]

Johnny Cash, Folsom Prison Blues Lyrics
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Artist: Cash Johnny
Song: Folsom Prison Blues
Album: At Folsom Prison Buy Johnny Cash Sheet Music
Buy Johnny Cash CDs 

I hear the train a comin'
It's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine,
Since, I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,
...

As a young man I went riding out on the western plain
In the state of North Dakota I met my Nellie Kane
I met my Nellie Kane

She was livin' in a lonely cabin with a son by another man
For five years she had waited for him as long as a woman can
Long as a woman can

   I don't know what changed my mind
   Till then I was the ramblin' kind
   The kind of love I can't explain
   That I had for Nellie Kane

She took me on to work that day to help her till the land
In the afternoon we planted seed, in the evenin' we held hands
...

She took me on to work that day to help her till the land
In the afternoon we planted seed, in the evenin' we held hands
In the evenin' we held hands

Her blue eyes told me everything a man could want to know
It was then I realized that I would never go
I would never go

Now many years have gone by and her son has grown up tall
I became a father to him and she became my all
She became my all

When I was a child my family would travel
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
So many times that my memories are worn.

Chorus:
And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Well, sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill.

Repeat Chorus:

Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man.

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man.

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin'
Just five miles away from wherever I am.

And daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away

Just the two of us
We can make it if we try
Just the two of us, just the two of us
Just the two of us
Building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I

We look for love, no time for tears
Wasted water's all that is
And it don't make no flowers grow
Good things might come to those who wait
Not to those who wait too late
We got to go for all we know

Just the two of us
We can make it if we try
Just the two of us, just the two of us
Just the two of us
Building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I

I hear the crystal raindrops fall
On the window down the hall
And it becomes the morning dew
Darling, when the morning comes
And I see the morning sun
I want to be the one with you

Just the two of us
We can make it if we try
Just the two of us, just the two of us
Just the two of us
Building castles in the sky
Just the two of us, you and I

Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin glass
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way

Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problem, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin strong,
You dont wanna save me, sad is my song.

When you believe in things that you dont understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition aint the way, yeh, yeh.

I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my day.
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised.
(The place where he was born and raised)

For six long years I've been in trouble
No pleasures here on earth I found
For in this world I'm bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now. 

I am a man of constant sorrow 
I've seen trouble all my day. 
I bid farewell to old Kentucky 
The place where I was born and raised. 
(The place where he was born and raised)

For six long years I've been in trouble 
No pleasures here on earth I found 
For in this world I'm bound to ramble 
I have no friends to help me now. 

[chorus] He has no friends to help him now 

It's fare thee well my old lover 
I never expect to see you again 
For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad 
Perhaps I'll die upon this train. 

[chorus] Perhaps he'll die upon this train

You can bury me in some deep valley 
For many years where I may lay 
Then you may learn to love another 
While I am sleeping in my grave. 

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger 
My face you'll never see no more. 
But there is one promise that is given 
I'll meet you on God's golden shore. 

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
My face you'll never see no more.
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on God's golden shore.

  Lost all my money but a two dollar bill
   Two dollar bill boys, two dollar bill
   Lost all my money but a two dollar bill
   I'm on my long journey home

Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain
Looks like rain, boys, looks like rain
Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain
I'm on my long journey home

t's dark and a raining and I want to go home
Want to go home, boys, want to go home
Its dark and a raining and I want to go home
I'm on my long journey home

Homesick and lonesome and I'm feeling kind of blue
Feeling kind of blue, boys, feeling kind of blue
Homesick and lonesome and I'm feeling kind of blue
I'm on my long journey home

There's black smoke a rising and it surely is a train
Surely is a train boys, surely is a train
There's black smoke a rising and it surely is a train
I'm on my long journey home

Oh, the people would come from far away
They'd dance all night till the break of day
When the caller hollered ""Do-se-do""
He knew Uncle Penn was ready to go.

CHORUS: Late in the evenin' about sundown
High on the hill and above the town
Uncle Penn played the fiddle, oh how it would ring
You can hear it talk, you can hear it sing.

He played an old piece he called ""Soldier's Joy""
And the one called ""The Boston Boy""
The greatest of all was ""Jenny Lynn""

To me that's where the fiddle begins.

I'll never forget that mournful day
When Uncle Penn was called away
They hung up his fiddle, hung up his bow
They knew it was time for him to go.

I [g] wandered so aimless life filed with sin
I [c] wouldnt let my dear saviour [g] in
Then jesus came like a stranger in the night
Praise the lord [d7] I saw the [g] light.

Chorus
I saw the light I saw the light
[c] no more darkness no more [g] night
Now Im so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the lord [d7] I saw the [g] light.

Just like a blind man I wandered along
Worries and fears I claimed for my own
Then like the blind man that God gave back his sight
Praise the lord I saw the light.

I was a fool to wander and astray
Straight is the gate and narrow the way
Now I have traded the wrong for the right
Praise the lord I saw the light.

I saw the light I saw the light
[c] no more darkness no more [g] night
Now Im so happy no sorrow in sight
Praise the lord [d7] I saw the [g] light.