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Saturday, November 22

"Don't let your imagination be crushed
by life as a whole. Don't try to picture
everything bad that could possibly
happen. Stick with the situation at
hand, and ask, "Why is this so
unbearable? Why can't I endure it?"
You'll be embarassed to answer.

Then remind yourself that past and
future have no power over you. Only
the present- and that can be minimized.
Just mark off its limits. And if your mind
tries to claim it can't hold out against *that*...
well, then, heap shame upon it."

Marcus Aurelius
translated by Gregory Hays


The original title Marcus Aurelius gave to
his book was *To Himself* as it was
written as a collection of aphorisms for
his own use.
"It doesn't matter how good a life you've led.
There'll still be people standing around the
bed who will welcome the sad event.

Even with the intelligent and good. Won't there
be someone thinking: "Finally! To be through
with that old schoolteacher. Even though he
never said anything, you could always *feel*
him judging you." And that's for a good man.
How many traits do *you* have that
would make a lot of people glad to be rid of you?

Remember that, when the time comes. You'll
be less reluctant to leave if you tell yourself,
"This is the sort of life I'm leaving. Even the
people around me, the ones I spend so much
time fighting for, praying over, caring about-
even they want me gone, in hopes that
it will make their lives easier. How could anyone
stand a longer stay here?"

And yet, don't leave angry with them. Be true to
who you are; caring, sympathetic, kind. And not
as if you were being torn away from life..."

Marcus Aurelius
a new translation, with an introduction
by Gregory Hays
The Modern Library
Walter Benjamin-
Selected Writings-
Volume 4- 1938-1940

from *The Work of Art
in the Age of Its
Reproducibility: Third Version*

"The masses are a matrix
from which all customary
behavior toward works of
art is today emerging newborn.
Quantity has been transformed
into quality: *the greatly increased
mass of participants has produced
a different kind of participation.*
The fact that the new mode of
participation first appeared in a
disreputable form should not mislead
the observer. Yet some people have
launched spirited attacks against
precisely this superficial aspect of
the matter....Distraction and
concentration [serstreuung und
Sammlung] form an antithesis, which
may be formulated as follows. A person
who concentrates before a work of
art is absorbed by it; he enters into
the work, just as, according to legend,
a Chinese painter entered his completed
painting while beholding it. By contrast,
the distracted masses absorb the work
of art into themselves....Even the
distracted person can form habits. What
is more, the ability to master certain tasks
in a state of distraction proves that their
performance has become habitual. The
sort of distraction that is provided by
art represents a covert measure of the
extent to which it has become possible
to perform new tasks of apperception. Since,
moreover, individuals are tempted to
evade such tasks, art will tackle the most
difficult and most important tasks wherever
it is able to mobilize the masses. It does so
currently in film. *Reception in distraction-
the sort of reception which is increasingly
noticeable in all areas of art and is a symptom
of profound changes in apperception- finds
in film its true training ground.*....*All efforts
to aetheticize politics culminate in one point. That
one point is war.* War, and only war, makes it
possible to set a goal for mass movements on
the grandest scale while preserving traditional
property relations.That is how the situation
presents itself in political terms. In technological
terms it can be formulated as follows: only war
makes it possible to mobilize all of today's
technological resources while maintaining
property relations."


Exactly what Benjamin is saying here about
film can be applied to blogging. He is saying
that art tries to counteract the use of technological
resources for ensuring the continuity of property
relations through war by increasing modes of
apperception which are otherwise
difficult to maintain and
acquire. New popular modes
of disseminating
creative ideas,
like film,according to Benjamin,
can enhance perception in the masses by teaching modes
of apperception by reorganizing modes of
perception in states of distraction (multiple,
and frequently traumatic bombardment of data).

In my view, blogging similarly
introduces a new means of making
art that is collaborative, communal and active, and
encourages an assertive, verbalizing, organizing,
potentially consistent
collaborative, yet individually
response to social trauma
and the bombardment
of propagandistic data: disinformation
designed to increase
consumption, passive compliance
and neutralize
independent thinking,
resistence and spontaneous organization
and defiance of authoritarian control.

Blogging has also the potential of
disrupting conventional
thinking about forms of creative exchange
and speculation, including poetry,
literary criticism, literary theory,
fiction, non-fiction, philosophy, political
science, sociology, etc. This is so
because of its immense expandibility,
its potential for spontaneity,
and the possbility of
constant transformation
and exchange and self-examination
through communication,
and also because
it may conduct its work
outside the usual
publication, institutional,
and nationalistic frames.
Since contributions
can be so quickly evaluated
disseminated and built upon,
it is not so necessary to
susain so strictly the traditional
categories of creative
expression. Visual and verbal
combinations are more readily
available than ever so that
the traditional distinctions and
professional or semi-professional
specializations may no longer be
as necessary. This has been anticipated
by many forms of hybrid creation
in many genres.

The daily format of blogging
also contributes to the
freshness and revitalization
of the exchange of ideas
and creations, and deemphasizes
the trumpeting of the significance
of any one contribution, hopefully
contributing to the creation
a more egalitarian artistic and reporting milieu.
Just as critics at the time decried
the artistic significance of photography
and film, critics today make the same
sort of pronouncements about blogging.

Friday, November 21


"Do not speak harshly of your
misfortunes to anyone, because
everyone is partly to blame."

Antonio Porchia



Copy World



I don't know the formula
for the ascertainments
I need to make. If I
could put the plan on hold
I probably wouldn't want to.
In "Copy World" I know I wouldn't
focus this way. I would
want to. There the infinite replication
and redistribution of data makes it
possible to more closely approach
the ideal of making automatic choices,
of programming choices. In fact,
the mindless failure of consideration
of other people's feelings reveals
a desire to decide things in
advance. It is advantageous,
and very easy in Copy World to
program you choices ahead of
time. Meetings are constantly
required. It is at these
meetings that reality is perceived,
measured, ascertained,
meted out, classified.
Attendence at these meetings
is required to be a
card-holding member of
Copy World. In one
probable reality, the card
is finally equated with the
genetic code. At the
atomic level, replication
of universes is possible,
time is in this probable
reality automatically
reset in a certain partition
of intervals.

During the period of experiencing
a series of coincidences it is
possible to continuously sense the
existence of a completely encapsulated
universe contiguous with
the one we live in. It seems
palpable at times that this
other, or these other parallel
universes also exist
in other, or different, time zones.
There is evidence, in fact,
of an overlapping of time zones.
Theoretically, it seems possible
to either predict the future
by means of access to these
time zones or to return to
the past. By this means
it might be possible to
change paths when it is
advantageous to.

In Copy World, all
things, or very nearly
all things, are replicable.
The physical details of
this have not yet
been ascertained, though
this will continuously
become clearer over time.

The universal tendency
towards replication is
continuously changing the
economic parameters
of civilization. there is,
of course, the danger of
a concomittant
dilution, or even
dissolution. This may be
an aspect of the "reset"
process, the periods
of chaos where reality
seems to let off steam, in
a series of earthquakes, wars,
economic disruptions, revolutions.

Replication and meeting
are interconnected.This is
certainly seen in the sexual
and reproductive cycle. It
seems the "originals" must be
present at the time of
genesis of the copies.


Everything in the world after
coming backward in time is
too loud and too bright.

The flashback story- they
were travelling and working in
a new area- telepathic
softward. They were nearing
a breakthrough but they were
arguing very heavily every day. An
error in the experiment leads to
his disappearance. After a period of
3 years, he is considered dead.
What has actually occurred is that
the experiment had been
successful but only in one

When he gets to the new world,
it is half-virtual and half-
real. Even as he adjusts to one
situation and date it can
change. The characters can be
the same people in different

After a period of anger and depression,
she finally gets back to work.
Immediately she understands there
may be a solution. This
solution involved going
backwards in time, in order to discover
the real root of the situation.
Change 1 right thing &
everything can be changed.

She hadn't really wanted to
do this in such an isolated
place. He insists and this
becomes the reason he is so
hard to find. In the city
there are more coordinate
points. More minds, more
coordinate points. People
are all connnected as in
6 degrees of separation.

Right now she has gotten
him back. This is shown in
a flashback where he appears
in Central Park near the Tennis
Court. Ashbery's *Tennis
Court Oath* comes into it.

Now it is too loud and
too bright.This sutation
encompasses the instability
in the time factor. Everyone is
getting older- travelling in
time together.

(image-people in
different cities all over the world.)

Of course it is incredibly
illegal to time travel from that

Time Traveller SOS {click here}

Wednesday, November 19


The gap is closing
Less and less time for lies
understanding them disposing
unheeded color of the skies
undescended manner in such care
unregarded fortunes can beware


I have to force myself. There is still
an aspect I have difficulty with-
this probably has to do with the fact
that most of the things I do so much
by rote that they seem effortless-
and this feeling of effortlessness is
like a floating feeling I closely
associate with revery, Debussy,
poetry. But it *isn't*
poetry. I know that every single step
in the writing is necessary in
order to have the maximum freedom
& flexibility and sense of movement.
This is a very frustrating feeling-
all the time realizing that an
important aspect is the whole
question of patience & effort. I
rarely have to worry about supplies
of those 2 factors- it's mostly
when I write.

Most poetry feels hackneyed &
cliched to me now- also, a
lot of what I write. This is a good
thing in that it increases my
awareness of what
something new might *not* be like.

It is energizing to turn away from
unsatisfying attempts- this increases
hopes for real success.

On the other hand- it is equally
important to remember that this new
construct (when de-constructed) will be
found to mostly consist of already familiar
aspects. But the whole will be different.
It will contain everything that the
earlier construct contained
carried to a different outcome.

We will have found that earlier we had lost
our way in time, when suddenly the
overall direction we had been heading
towards became clearly evident.
Moments can now connect with each
other again. Perhaps we have only
discovered a new mode of making transitions.
For clearly, movement never stops.
But, like a driver, we are
periodically & constantly looking into the rear
view mirror.

True, although we have been listening, no
one has actually said anything quite
clear. Silence had taken over so
much that the slightest routine
sounds had become greatly
magnified (planes, birds, cars
and the rain & wind). Each car going
by took on significance, a loud
voice, some laughter; because
such interruptions proved that
duration, as such, still exists.
Soon, however, our interest turns
away from such small proofs. They
do not, after all, constitute
events in the real world of meanings.
Although we are unhealthily addicted
to it, time is measured in meanings,
not moments. It is neither
qualitative nor quantitative- it is
transformative. Like Orpheus, we must
learn not to watch it too closely
because, dizzying into the whirlpool,
we may drown in the multiple voices
of the future.

"Soon, soon," it seems to say
to us constantly, "very soon," to any
question we might put to it. Soon,
you will sit down at the piano,
soon your great quartet will have
taken form, soon it will be played &
soon it will be heard, understood
and blended into
other recent textures
of sound & soul.

It seems I've learned to collect
such hopes like shells on a beach. They
are evidences, but only meager ones
like those passing sounds.
With their bleached & muted colors, such objects
hold the attention in such a
way that you picked them up & later placed
them in & on special drawers & shelves,
thinking they can later be more
completely deciphered.

I examine some for awhile & then sit down
to play.

Once again, I've combined the
possible & the impossible in harmonies
that, very elusively, hold these two
opposites together for a brief period
of time. Over & over, I listen to the
recording, trying to ascertain the
spot when past, present & future
seemed to combine. Of course I
wanted to stay there for as long
as possible. I wondered how long
I would suspend the afternoon
in this way. The more multiple I
could shape the transitions, the
more quickly I seemed to be able to
move inside the hour. Having its
own characteristics, I could
characterize a series of moments
by its exterior markings, instead of
reverting to the metronome, or some
other kind of mechanical conductor,
like a tapping foot, or the sounds
of the old woman upstairs walking
round & round & round & creaking
the floor.
This just in
from the terrific
French blog
Media TIC
Earthlink to integrate web and blog services, also:
"Trellix's recent development of the
industry's first integrated Web site
and blog publishing tool, plus this deal
with EarthLink, is a clear indication that
blogging is entering the mainstream
volume market. I believe demand for
these integrated capabilities is
growing rapidly," said
Amy Wohl, president of Wohl Associates."
JLR -- 19:45
Thanks to
(solipsis)//:phaneroemikon (Lanny Quarles) {click here}
who had some very
nice words to say about -fait accompli-

It's strange, because
I've thought
more than once
of blogging
my impression that,
particularly lately,
is like travelling into the 22cd

So we meet,
and shake hands
here in the
21st, both
from the recently published Volume 4 of
*Walter Benjamin's Selected Papers*
(Harvard UP)

"The elaborate theorems with which the
principle of "art for art's sake" was
enunciated- not only by its original
proponents but above all by literary
history (not to mention its present
devotees)- ultimately came down to
a specific thesis: that sensibility is the
true subject of poetry. Sensibility, by
its nature, is involved in suffering. If
it experiences its hightest concretization,
its richest determination, in the sphere
of the erotic, then it must find its
absolute consummation, which coincides
with its transfiguration, in the Passion. The
poetics of *l'art pour l'art* issued directly
in the poetic Passion of *Les Fleurs du mal*."
"Flowers adorn the individual stations of the
Calvary. They are flowers of evil."

"The description of confusion
is not the same as a confused
from Overlap (Drew Gardner) {click here}

Michael Gottlieb and Michael Scharf
Nov 15, Bowery Poetry Club
Both writers establish a broadband connection though an engagement with life informations that refuse to be otherwise. They both refuse to ignore these situations and predicaments, historic, mental, personal, that cannot be easily be improvised out of, though they can be wished away or repressed -- situations that are, after all, probably ignored at both personal and collective peril.
Gottlieb and Scharf are using a kind of poetic fusion, where information and energy is released through an act of combining intellectual processes and subject matters that would rather stay separate: poetic renewable energy.

4:00 PM
Call it what you will
I get a little thrill
when I learn someone
has actually read something
I published! This from
Bemsha Swing(Jonathan Mayhew)

By the way, I just learned that
Bemsha Swing is a tune on a
Thelonious Monk album.

Wednesday, November 12, 2003
I was reading a dissertation proposal today and who do I find quoted there but Nick Piombino (his concept of the "aural ellipsis"). This on the topic of Quechua poetry in Peru. Thus my blogging circle and and my professional life magically converge.
posted by Jonathan Mayhew at 7:37 PM

was here in
Manhattan to visit on Saturday and met me
at the Bowery Poetry Club {Click Here}.
As on her last
visit here, I saw on her blog that she was
coming to visit, emailed her
and then, when she missed my email,
and I missed her call, left her the
reading info by email and she met us
at the BPC. The last time
she visited, she picked up my email
with a wireless connection on
her laptop here on the
Upper West Side, called me
and I picked up
the message on my answering
machine and reached her on her
cell phone. Let me tell you,
this woman is wired! I had a chance to
introduce her to Toni Simon,
Gary Sullivan,
Nada Gordon, Michael Gottlieb,
Leslie Scalapino, Carla Harryman and others.
We listened to Michael Scharf
and Michael Gottlieb give strong readings.
Afterwards, Caterina had to
go meet with a women's techie blogger
group and Toni and I went to
a book party for Michael Gottlieb's
terrific new Roof Book *Lost and Found*
at James Sherry's loft, which is next
door to the BPC!
Among many other very memorable poems,
Gottlieb read his famous hymn
to those lost at 9/11 *Dust*. There is little
doubt in my mind that if you get it,
you will enjoy and admire this book.
It can be ordered through
Small Press Distribution {click here}
Caterina, come back and visit us again soon.
Just let us know you are coming on your blog
as you usually do!
By the way- at the Bowery Poetry Club right now:
The Art Wall:: Erotic drawings of Howie Michels!!! The Art Wall is open daily M-F from 9am--7pm, S-S 11am-7pm, although sometimes there are rehearsals. You can also see the work at night, but not during performances.

Tuesday, November 18

This just in from
The Cassandra Pages
and very well put, I must say:

"The disappearance of authenticity
and its replacement by shallow,
Disney-land theme-park imitations,
no matter how expensive or detailed,
makes me exhausted and sad.
These concepts of “place” are dependent
on the judgments of others: the visitor.
They are something we can pursue
if we read the right magazines, or
acquire if we have enough money.
They’ve become part of a marketed reality.
Maybe that’s why I like my virtual place,
my blog. Here I can be fat or skinny,
pimply or beautiful, neat or slovenly,
and you won’t know or care.
You will know, I think, if I’m telling
the truth, if I’m speaking with integrity,
if I’m revealing my heart. There is no
authority that determines what my
blog should look like, no design
avant-garde to set artificial standards
of chic-ness. You come here, or don’t,
based on the content and based on
how coming here makes you feel.
It’s free, and pretty real: no games.
I like that."

Confessions of a blog addict.
I can't stop reading these blogs!

this Public Address 3.0 (Jeff Ward) {click here}
"Bush is comparable to Hitler"
Dead Letter Game (Bill Marsh) {click here}
"...the avenue black and slippery after the rain..."
Moonshine Highways (Amy Bernier) {click here}
"...slender fingers plucked..."
The Ingredient (Alli Warren) {click here}
"'dangerous maybes'"
Solipsistic {click here}
"...the room of expectancy..."
Finish Your Phrase {click here}
"...surly as a surgeon..."
Wood s Lot {click here}
"'abandoned letters, senders well known, now
buried in the past...'"
Never Neutral (Ernesto Priego) {click here}
"'...The present is the future...'"
Boynton {click here}
"...the power of records to evoke the bigger picture..."
If you are, like me,
a reader of
Semioanalysis Discotheque (Karl Merleau-Marcuse),
I hope you will
consider writing to him
to tell him that
you enjoy his blog
so he will consider
continuing this most
atmospheric and
amusing blog.
From the South of France: the saga of Le Fendere Bendere
I happen to be friends with
one of the most
writers online,
Mr. Ron Silliman,
who urged
me to publish a
version of a
letter I wrote to him

[in his letter Ron
mentioned that
someone had
commented to him
how greatly the
number of poets
had increased
since WWII]

Said Mr. Silliman:

> My aim is to be open
to what's next, not what was....

Dear Ron:

Heartfully said by a
true blogger! One of the best...

My hunch is that the very existence
of web and blogging technology
makes those numbers irrelevant,
because unlike a book made of paper,
there is space for everyone, and
the search functions make the
numbers irrelevant. Few readers
have ever read all that widely in
poetry or any field. They (mostly)
allowed the given system of
patronage to determine who
was worthy of reading, whether
the author was alive or dead.
This has always been the only
game in town. With the possible
exception of publisher's readers-
irrelevant in poetry- whose poetry
was read was always determined
by the hopefully soon-to-be
antiquated system of patronage.

The number of writers,
I suspect, has always
been mind-boggling.
Even before WWII.
it's just that most
of them couldn't or
wouldn't be published.
But then the publishers
were the kings; the
magazines and
reviews were the
princes; and the
critics were the courtiers.

The main difference between
the current situation and the
earlier one is that patronizing
may, hopefully, become much
less powerful. It is still important,
though, as link lists, including
your own and my own "crush lists"
are still important in drawing
attention to specific blogs
especially coming from writers
who made their reputations
under the aegis of the earlier
technologies; and especially
in this early stage. But the
difference, considering the
earlier system of patronage
and the current freer situation,
is that in order to build a
readership one must respond
and attend to other bloggers.
They system of meme technology,
so much swifter and more concrete
than patronage, will soon displace
the earlier system,I have the hunch,
if it hasn't effectively done so already.
Book publishing,
and the system of
patronage surrounding it,
may be about to go the way
of music reproduction;
possibly the same with films, etc.

Some writers have bemoaned
the community building
of bloggers; why should readers
have any impact or power,
thinks the elitist writer.
Hopefully, soon to be over
are the days of the all powerful
critics and publishers determining
who will and will not express
themselves or their ideas.

No crocodile tears from
me to see the end
to elitism in publishing.

Very good to discuss
all this a bit with you.



Of course, I don't wish to imply here
that there is no value to book publishing.
Quite the contrary. I am not thinking
in particular of small press book publishing
for the most part. Publishers like James
Sherry, Lyn Hejinian, Leslie Scalapino,
Douglas Messerli, Charles Alexander,
James Meetze, Stephen Ratcliffe and
many others, all of whom are distributed
by Small Press Distribution (see my
sidebar for their URL) will continue to
make a major contribution to contemporary
poetry as they function in the interstices
of the giant literary publishers.
Charles Bernstein mentioned to me once
that the *New Yorker* continues to
publish at a loss, because the value
to the owners is the lliterary power they
can wield via their patronage.

However, even within the poet/small press
relationship and dynamic, as well as the
reading series/ writer dynamic,
it seems
that the impact of blogging
will continue
to grow and mutate the
literary field, hopefully
towards an ever
more open

Not long ago, when I was interviewd by Lewis
LaCook for the online magazine Sidereality {click here}
I mentioned my feeling that:
Just as the internet brought more
speed and simultaneity into the
scientific community, blogging is
capable of bringing many more
communicative and social aspects
into the writing community. However,
as in all attempts to bring community
into artistic life, it will be countered
by the drive for commercial applications
and the drive for individual dominance.

Today, on a French blog that I recently learned about-
Media TIC {click here}
I discovered that this may be happening
sooner that I expected. Media TIC
linked to an article in
Gigaom {click here}
and reported the following:

mediaTIC - actualite du blog et des blogs

17 novembre 2003
Rumeurs de développement
dans la blogosphère américaine
Cet article For venture capitalists,
Blogging is the Next New Thing
fait le point sur quelques rumeurs
saignantes concernant l' "eldorado"
économique des blogs
aux Etats-Unis et le marché des
affaires autour de ceux-ci.
David Sifry recevrait quelques
fonds pour développer son
indice de popularité Technorati
qui a pris une importance
considérable dans la blogosphère
par le nombre de weblogs sondés :
plus de 1,2 millions !
Le moteur de recherche de
fils RSS Feedster verrait aussi
arriver quelques investisseurs...
Le RSS, une activité plein d'avenir !
Il se murmure aussi que le co-fondateur
de Red Herring Magazine, Chris Alden
travaillerait sur un projet d'annuaire
de blogs combinant une
publication en ligne...
Il suffit désormais d'attendre
pour voir ce qui sera
ou ce qui ne sera pas ;-)  
JLR -- 23:44

Media TIC is saying that it
remains to be seen whether
or not these discussions
about investing in the
blogosphere will actually
take place. But he does point
out David Sifrey's
Technorati {click here}
site which is very comprehensive
in following
1.2 million blogs, and that Sifrey has
been receiving funds to develop
this site
(we've previously
reported on this
development ). He also mentions
the RSS Feedster site. The article linked
to above (in English) tells more about
this (alarming) trend. He also mentions
the possible development of a
blog directory, a project to be
combined with a print publication
by Chris Alden, the co-founder of
"Red Herring."

Sunday, November 16

::fait accompli::
(((((BLOGLINK)))))(((((CRUSH)))))((((((LIST)))) (New Links)

As/Is (Group Blog)

Bogue's Blog (Michael James Bogue)

The Cassandra Pages

Cup of Chicha

Hotel Point (John Latta)

Ironic Cinema (Lisa Urbanic & Vincent Ponka)

[[[[[[-[[[[0{:}0]]]]-]]]]]] (Mark Lamoureux)

Mainstream Poetry

Margin Walker (Andrew Lundwall)

MGK (Matt Kirschenbaum)

My Angie Dickinson (Michael Magee)

random items (German/English)


Third Factory (Steve Evans)

Tramspark (Malcolm Davidson)

transdada (kari edwards)

Unpleasant Event (Daniel Nester)

william watkin's blog

*************************************************************************::fait accompli::

(((((POSTED)))))(((((SEPTEMBER 25, 2003)))))


Stick Poet Superhero

Brand New Insects

Super Deluxe Good Poems

The Philly Sound




[nonlinear poetry]

My Thoughts Thinking Through Nick Moudry

Kill Me Again

Rockets and Sentries

Automobile Xerox

TJ Desc

Derailed Commodity...Alexander Trimble Young

la photo du jour

Poop Chute...Brooke Nelson

This Journal

Poetry Hut...Jully Dybka

Semioanalysis Discoteche

Surf Poetry Collaborative


Squirrels In My Attic

Mosses from an Old Manse

Finish Your Phrase

::FAIT ACCOMPLI:: (((((BLOGLINK)))))(((((CRUSH)))))(((((LIST))))

((((((POSTED)))))) ((((((SEPTEMBER 14, 2003))))))



MadVerse.com...A.D. Nelson

Moonshine Highways...Amy Bernier

Stamen Pistol

The Casual Tee...Trevor Calvert


In Place of Chairs

The Unquiet Grave

Baghdad Burning

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Posted by Jim_Downing at 04:19 PM

A Homelessness charity in Paris called Emmaus has set up its first internet centre in a day shelter in central Paris.Volunteers at the centre will show homeless people how to create email accounts and personal websites.A spokeswoman for Emmaus,Helene Thouluc said,"we allow them to create their own site so that they can store all their important documents in a virtual house
for people who live on the streets and who get their things stolen all the time, this allows them to create a protected space."
Emmaus plans to open four more internet centres in the Paris region in early 2004.
Homeless gain address on the internet

via Media TIC (French/English)