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We have hacked this website to inform you that its webmaster has disappeared. Also known as the Kidd, it is possible that Vio has been "kiddnapped." One ransom call has him "buried six feet under" somewhere in Washington, "breathing through an air tube." Another places him in a container docked at an unspecified Connecticut port. Both parties stated that if we want to see Vio alive again we better dig up some money. We replied, "Get lost! We're as broke as Vio ever is, it's not our responsibility and, besides, Vio isn't worth a shit." (The most important thing Vio ever did was knock down a stop sign where one wasn't needed, or so he explained to the officer. The officer, being reasonable, agreed, thanked Vio, and drove off to attend to more grievous traffic violations.)

There is a possibility that Vio is captive in one of America's many concentration camps. To attempt an extraction would be too much bother. And we like the notion of Vio doing thankless labor for broth. He could well be twenty to thirty pounds underweight since disappearing last August, more like a ghost each day. There may, therefore, be an element of truth in this sighting from the Texas Panhandle: "Maybe he's been raptured. We saw him ascending into the heavens atop a great cloud of dust as if he weighed no more than a leaf." We know Vio's version of matters Christian is far from mainstream, but he's never been permitted to buy or sell, like it says in Revelation. Just doesn't fit the system. An eight ball. Always made last though he wins the game for you. He's been through some realms-strength "Jesus experiences" as well. So, who knows - maybe Vio's doing the Twist somewhere beyond space-time. Wouldn't be any more ridiculous than this report: "We saw him flying through the air at the end of a long bungee cord tied to the tail wing of a United passenger jet."

We regard a sighting in Iowa to be the most reliable information we've obtained thus far, because IOWA means Idiots Out Wandering Around. Another source places Vio with a group of immigrants on a less than magical mystery tour, apprehended by the New Mexico Border Patrol. One Arizona witness has Vio traveling with an "invisible" negress, Harvey-style. This same ghost has been reported to be posing as a prostitute in the Oakland vicinity. Finding that negress could lead us to Vio.

They say a mind is a terrible thing to waste. Though Vio may be an exception to this platitude we think he should be working on this website, not loitering about the world like a Jew lost in Sinai, stretching what can be walked in a week into forty years. With the possible exception of technical climbers, peep show performers and a God dealing with exceedingly ignorant creatures, no one can do more with less than Vio the Fair. Much as we grudge to say it, he owns true greatness, God's own pajamas. We therefore ponder what he could do with this abandoned website. Vio originally created Viola Fair to begin publishing twenty years worth of writing, to simply give it to who would. But this has had to be neglected for a very long time because freedom of expression and speech are purchased like anything else. This is why the poor are mute, having few advocates. (We note that God isn't precisely a chatterbox either.) They are not the poor who own nigh the entire entertainment, media and publishing industries. Thus, because Vio can't afford it Viola Fair stays online on principle. If you'd like to see Viola Fair become a ghost send her a check for a million dollars.  Write to work out the details with us. Philanthropists promoting the greatest good, as well those in the business of selling millions of dollars, are welcome to send us a sample. If we like it (we just might since we prefer liking to disliking in general) we may become faithful clients and spread the word. Magnanimity lacking, if you'd rather see Vio serve hard time we've established a fund to that purpose, the only foundation on earth which returns value for value to those who contribute.

As commented, we neighborly hackers are as broke as Vio. There is thus no prize for finding him beyond a link from this page. If you tag him in person and you're friendly it's likely that he'll either offer to buy you a beer at the nearest seedy nightclub or ask for spare change. Unfortunately, many are now copycatting Vio's act, and Dopplegängers are not impossible. How can you know if you've found Vio and not an impersonator or a double? Clue: Vio's got a scratch on his prat that he earned in a sword match with a certain Captain Quill. This is a delicate matter, however, as Vio goes violet easily. The Kidd should have known better than to cross swords with that swashbuckling gypsy wench anyway. That's like messing with Texas (though any trucker will tell you that Texas is a blessed and fair Colossus compared to Apollyonian California). Be as may, we suggest that if you can slip any of a number of drugs into Vio's brew he might hand you a magic marker and let you draw a mural on his needle cushion. Write a novelette if your script is small enough. Better yet, lay him lala with a tranquilizer dart to the bony. When its safe graffiti it with a fine-tip ballpoint pin. Don't be timid - poke it good. That'll pay him back for at least one of the homes he's breached while their residents slept, to autograph their clueless padding. Some still don't know. Maybe you better check. Look for "VF" or any design appearing to blend with your skin so as to not notice. It's more likely that you've been visited if you see nothing - anything very conspicuous may be the work of a grasping, though not to be despised, imitator.

Until then, we're rewarding those who've discovered the secret to this game by accident, art, goodness, intelligence, Vio's self-defacing magnanimity or otherwise. You can't collar a ghost. You can't drag one back to work even on a rope behind a horse. But if you think you've seen Vio write to tell us what you like about Viola Fair and what you don't. Go ahead - wring his neck for us. Kiddnapped or not, we shouldn't have to go to all these productions just to see some credit go where it belongs. Whatever happened to the wretch he's likely feeling relief to not be webmastering, writing or performing art. Help us make him as miserable as we have suffered to be, hacking this website.

Master Ghost Hunters:

Metrical congratulations to Able Muse as we continue to acknowledge the ghostly hunters of ghosts. Drop by Vio's fishbowl filled with Elephant and we'll swill eloquent about how much better the world is now, thanks to technology, than it was in 1953.

Compliments to BCNETLINE. There is a snarling horror in the depths of darkness behind my computer. If you can slay it you earn the privilege to bring one more baby into a world which needs several billion fewer than the current six and a half.

A standing ovation to the Carnegie Council. Thanks for the clue. Vio is a concerned individual who needs solicitude and sympathy at all times. We think a fifty-fifty split of any and all donations resulting from this link is fair and worthy of your mission.

A deafening applause to handfootcare. Vio does what is needful and wants little, which makes Viola Fair and all other websites frivolous luxuries. We'll check back with you later to see how your amusement is coming along.

A presently buried treasure of fanny farts to Heptune. And free passage through wide pasture as far as the eye can see where there is nowhere to plug into that tyrant called one's domain. Is this your time, your space, your life? Think you even that this is Vio's website? Think you that this is even the face of Viola Fair?

Big surprise pizza prize to the HTP COMPANY. And one whole link to make the World Wide Wad a touch larger.

Ruby slippers with warm appreciation to Joanie. You don't need to be a queen to discover the secret to this game but maybe it helps.

Pope's crown, monstrance and crosier to Jamie Zawinski at jwz. Easy, yes? Drop by the slum for free vodka and sodas laced with Jaegermeister. We'll glorify V without using the queen.

Secret of the Big Bang to LEO at the University of Munich. Albeit I recall a nightmare some twenty years ago in which my task was to untangle a knotted mess of wire. And it looks to me like you're making another with knowledge.

Some easy Southern Comfort intercourse to Elisa at mondoexpressionism. When Vio was a kid he'd heard "Waste not, want not." So he made little sculptures with organically used gum. Which is our critique because we love your gobs.

A laurel to Poetry Life & Times edited by Sara Russell. Even though invisibility can be essential.

Hamburger today to be gladly paid for on Tuesday to Westdam in Italy. It would appear that Papovic shares Vio's belief that fashion ought be useful.

Only twelve winners at a time allowed.

Winners to date: 31

Previous masters below.

Clue:

Merleau-Ponty once related the flesh (a hide, or veil, so to speak, insofar that flesh both reveals and keeps secret or holy) to an arc (which relates, as well, to trembling, or vibration) between the psychical inner and psychical outer. This relates communication to power (energy), as well as in somewhat the manner that language in its multiplicities relates to Word. Because this website is itself a hide, or veil, several months ago Vio conducted an experiment to see which gods, so to speak, understood (connected with) either the surface conduit or some subcurrent nearing essential Truth on Viola Fair. Everyone of every kind - except those without computer and internet, since that was the medium of the experiment - was given opportunity. What was discovered is that few grasped this website (notably no self-billed "psychics" among any lured this way.) It was well regarded that the internet as a medium is very different from the working of the psyche four thousand years ago, just as the invention of the printing press or, thousands of years earlier, drawing designs on the ground, changed the manner in which thinking was done prior to such. Well, that's all a touch relevant to geometry, appearances and words, so it's no wonder that Viola Fair is largely invisible to most, including, typically, they who pretend the most to know anything at all of such. One is further constrained to here offer a wisdom concerning God: be not eager to judge, attack or starve Such in everyday ignorance. It's likely that most have little clue as to what they pretend for sake of belonging, convenience, ego and self-profit, which are why pretending has ever had immeasurably greater worth in the world than actuality. Did many who visit this website love God and neighbor in more than appearance and words they would grasp the invisible Vio la Fair. The thief, at least, comprehends enough to steal. But who is capable to make what is alone great even greater? Similar material at Readings.

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