The other day I thought I’d fire up my shortwave rig and see what was happening down around 70 meters – there was the usual government propaganda crap from such bastions of freedom such as Cuba, North Korea, Germany, Sweden, Great Britain and the United States. But then I picked up a faint signal at 6955 kHz USB – it sounded like they were playing The KLF’s “Justified and Ancient”, and then a computer generated voice started repeating a string of numbers. I quickly pulled up my text editor and copied the numbers – they were 4, 7, 9, 5, 8, 3, 1, 5, 2, 3, 3, 1 and then 2, 8, 4, 3, 8, 6, 6, 9, 7, 9, 8, 5. The message repeated over and over.
What could these numbers mean? And was the KLF song a clue? That night I fell asleep still trying to figure out the puzzle. I woke up several times during the night (and not just to pee). Around 2:30am I woke up covered with sweat – that particular nightmare scared the crap out of me – but, now I knew what the numbers meant.
I checked with hotel management the next day and sure enough Alfred Jarry had reserved a suite for the Symposium. The manager also said to me, “One thing was strange – Mr Jarry first offered to pay with hempscrip, and when I said we did not accept hempscrip, he then offered to pay in flaxscrip! We finally arranged an acceptable form of currency but I had never heard of that kind of money before!” I said that unfortunately, I was very familiar with both of those.
So this all undoubtedly means that Alfred Jarry, Ubu Roi of The Green Faced Ones, and his Discordian disciples, deaconesses, high priestesses and popes will be at Agora Symposium. Those of you who who have been to AgoraFest are no doubt familiar with the crappy music, weird rituals, watered down liquor, babbling in tongues, and feral cats that seem to be fundamental elements of Ubu Roi parties. But who knows what to expect? He does worship the goddess of Chaos!
Please think twice before deciding to go to this year’s Alfred Jarry party suite – Agora Symposium Management™ cannot be responsible for anything that happens to you, or to your immortal soul, or to your pineal gland for that matter.
I recommend you agree on a safe word.
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