Hello.

Guess I'm gonna post this and get it out into the daylight.

This thing was posted to rec.music.dylan, the ng that is gatewayed
to HWY61-L.

It probably wouldn't be so scary if this hadn't actually already
happened to me at a concert. It doesn't feel the way "it
reads" when it actually happens to you.

I expect to hear from aol.com about this. I've written to the person
who subscribes here, from aol and have mailed to [log in to unmask] and
[log in to unmask]

Am I entitled to know this person's name? Location? What if (s)he is
in this city? What are my rights?

Do we have rights?

How long does aol hold onto its logs? What other questions should I be
asking?

BTW, my inclination is to moderate this through to the list when
it shows up in order to get it into the archives.

Anyone have an opinion on that? Am I thinking straight?

Thanks. Sorry to drag in such a stinker. I just need advice.



Maureen
HWY61-L


Posted to rec.music.dylan, retrieved via zippo.com

> From: [log in to unmask] (Roserut)
> Newsgroup: rec.music.dylan
> Subject: Re: Why aren't you in Bournemouth?
> Date: 6 Oct 1997 19:25:19 GMT
> Lines: 27
> Message-ID: <[log in to unmask]>
> NNTP-Posting-Host: ladder01.news.aol.com
>
>
>   Title: Re: Why aren't you in Bournemouth?
>   Author: [log in to unmask] (Roserut)
>   Date: 6 Oct 1997 19:25:19 GMT
>>Subject: Re:  Why aren't you in Bournemouth?
>>From: [log in to unmask]
>>Date: Mon, Oct 6, 1997 13:41 EDT
>>Message-id: <[log in to unmask]>
>>
[...]
>>sorry for the delay in responding, but ive been busy with
>>the various threats from the folks over at the hwy 61-l. been
>>trying to decide which wastebasket to store them in. then i had to
>>buy me a dog cuz im so scared of miss maureen and her minions.
>>anyyways, i wouldnt ask craig to send tapes. im told he ships
>>his parcels through the north pole, via camel.
>>im told he cut a fine figure over at the edlis affairs
>>over in england, wearing a top hat and bowing ceremonioulsy at
>>every young man that passed him by. sorry ot have missed it.
>>
>
>Maureen LeBlanc threatening you.  You let a women threaten you - what kind
>of a man are you.  Buying a dog because your scared of Maureen - go track
>down Dylan and borrow his and sic them on her.  Better yet get someone
>to knock in the back of the head again at a concert.
>