Cryptography Reference
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Chapter 9
Life in the Noise
9.1 Boy-Zs in Noizy, Idaho
Scene: A garage with two teens and guitars.
Teen #1
No. I want it to go, “Bah, dah, dah, dah, bah, screeeeech,
wing,zing...”
Teen #2
Howabout, “Bah, dah, dah, dah, bah, screeeeech, screech,
wing,zing...”
Teen #1
Hey, let's compromise: “Bah, dah, dah, screeech, zip, pop,
screeech?”
Teen #2
Oh; I don't know anymore.
Teen #1
What's the problem?
Teen #2
I just get tired of trying to say something with noise.
Teen #1
Hey. We agreed. Mrs. Fishback taught us in English class
that the true artist challenges contemporary society. We
need to expose its fallacies through the very force of our
artistic fervor. Our endeavor must course through the
foundations of society like an earthquake that gets a 10.0
on the Richter scale.
Teen #2
Yeah. So what? She's just a hippie chick. That's her idea.
Teen #1
Come on. Join the clambake. We have to confront the
conformity of the adults with an urgency that heretofore
has not been seen on this planet. We need to demand
that culture come alive with a relevance that can speak
truth to the young and the restless. There are paradigms
to shatter.
Teen #2
Would you shut up with that science stuff? Mr. Hornbeam
said that Thomas Kuhn wasn't going to be on the final.
