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Yes, I know this issue was supposed to come out last week. But no one except for myself and Luder wrote articles, and his... well, you'll have to see for yourself. This is the summer you know. It's a lot harder to get writers motivated to write when you don't see them in the hallways every day and have the constant threat of physical violence hanging over their heads. And with work, sleep, and the rest of the time in between spent doing what we can to get our hands on some more of Betsy's crack and/or newly acquired stockpiles of smack, not much has been done with our beloved Underground.

Anyway, The Underground Online will be moving in a week or two to my new domain name, disconnect.net. When I move it I'll redo a lot of the stuff and basically give the site a makeover with interactive little things for you to play with. I won't give an exact date for it, seeing as this issue took eight days more than it should have, but it should be done before I leave for New Jersey on August 1.

Special Report: Inside The Scotch Tape Sweatshops
The dark truth behind each of those rolls of Scotch tape is the shattered lives of thousands of Scotsmen paid next to nothing to manufacture them. Why, if these workers were paid even minimum wage, that nifty plaid design on the front of each roll of tape alone would cost $2.95.

The Summer IRP

Mulan, And Luder's Crusade For Uncivil Rights

Milwaukee To Hold "Fest Fest"

Top Ten Signs The Heat Is Getting To You