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_ was convicted of “harmful ac-

cess to a computer”, {a third degree felony that carries up to 10 years in prison and up to $5,000 U.S. in fines,) because of a Trojan Horse that he planted in his employer's system when he was fired. More recently, a Cornell graduate student was held after allegedly releasing a virus that struck over 7,000 ter- minals linked to the United States defense system.

As William Murray, with In- formation System Security, Exnst & Whinnev, pointed out: “A virus is a type of lie. There

- 8 really no one person or group

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LUNCH!!

“The Song on the Radio”

By: Wendell Blackett |

The wind carries away another slow moving day. One thought flows dark nights as the search continues. Some watch and wait, while others sit and pray

For life to bring hope out of the depths of dark symbols.

The song on the radio beats through my mind today. Only time will tell how long the dream will last.

If I should paint a clouded picture or smile some other way, Will nights bring cheer or will the drum sound from a faded past.

All morning I sit searching for a word to describe The beauty of her face and the secret locked inside.

LITERARY

Still Running

I was only six

but I remember The Street like a photograph

never changing.

Our big house,

the colour of fake grass,

an ugly duplex

with cement stoop

and steel rail.

But my room was out back, carpet of grass,

white fences for walls,

‘domed with blue sky.

Next door was a dog. A Newfoundlander.

He was bigger than me. I remember those jaws Though he always

Liked me.(Thank God.) One day a bully came, the newfie growled and barked. The bully ran away. I laughed. One day the bully came back. It was my turn to run and his turn to laugh. Through the house and out back, I ran. He wasn’t mine, and he was big and ugly but he was my friend. and I wanted him with me. But he died — and I’m still running. -K.L.

Setting Sail

I’m setting sail upon an ocean

but not of water, serf or swell.

Of those I have no notion

And have no tales to tell.

But while the mighty stars still shine

And crimson blood still flows,

I'll sail and search and try to find That light years’ distant shore.

A fools errand, some call my flight But from the moment of my birth I’ve wondered each and every night, Is there life on Earth?

-K.L.

All this time I thought it was me going through pain and strife. Now it has been discovered, she has been hurt from the slide. — STEW. DENT. A twisted sneer moves pain-stakingly along a crimson path. | LOVE THE {TS THE CHALLENGE Yet her eyes still flash deep with in my treasured soul. BEGINNING OF OF STUDYING A:NEW i 6 Oh, for one moment to tell her a story that could make her laugh. ANEW SEMESTER?) | AREA OF KHOWLEGE

’ y & WHILST IN. PURSUIT: Only for one moment to see whether life can be whole. OF ACHIEVING A They say time can heal all of our wounds. _ - HIGHER Maybe so, but it still feels like my heart wants to fly. EDUCATION As the radio blasts, filled with voice from all popular tunes. The moment will come when neither will have to sit and cry.

bY = SHELLY WHEATON

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