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chakram-refugees-digest  Thursday, September 16 2004  Volume 04 : Number 227



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  [chakram-refugees] The Last Chakram                        [IfeRae@aol.com]

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Date: Thu, 16 Sep 2004 00:11:32 EDT
From: IfeRae@aol.com
Subject: [chakram-refugees] The Last Chakram

I figured Creation was heading to an online newsletter, but I wasn't prepared 
for that to happen so soon.   The Chakram wormed its way into my heart in a 
way that the photos or even video fan-club offerings didn't.  I'd wait for its 
arrival in the mail, put it aside until I could savor it whenever or wherever 
I wanted, independent of a computer, inexplicable glitches, materials and 
other equipment I'd have to wrestle with first. Just it and me -- a simple 
pleasure in a world of complications.   

Sharon did a good job with the newsletter.  It somehow seemed less 
commercial, more personal and certainly more convenient than everything I'd gotten used 
to reading onscreen.  The paper version had a kind of permanence and warmth 
that only someone of a certain age could appreciate and understand why what 
comes out of our printers isn't the same.  In a way, I'm grateful it's being put 
to rest.  I'm thinking it's an old tie that will no longer bind me to my habit 
of gobbling up nearly anything Xena related.  I'll miss it, though.  Goodbye, 
old friend.


"No. 28 (The Last Chakram)"

I once read newspapers, magazines and books,
Gave computer monitors occasional looks.
Wrote letters and sometimes chatted by phone,
Used Yellow Pages and left tech stuff alone.
Didn't care much for TV or its mercurial stars,
Laughed at folks who chased celebrity cars.

Then along came a leather-clad warrior from the past,
Whose quirky appeal couldn't possibly last.
Instead she turned time and the world upside down,
Made Lawless a "tall poppy" of international renown.
Left countless doodads and fans in her wake,
Convinced many a doubter that her fame wasn't fake.

She led me to the internet and abbreviated media -
Like VCR, CD, DVD, and IM trivia.
Stuffed my life in a box, made its pages a screen, 
Till I nearly lost what touching a story could mean.
Yet I held the last Chakram and felt surprisingly bereft.
What more to feel, with boxes and screens now all that's left?

- -- Ife
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