The political faction got control of Ron Thelin's money, and instead of continuing to meet and disagree, they published P.O. Frisco. It hit the streets with a thud and it wasn't pretty. There was the usual Progressive Labor Party line about concentration camps awaiting dissenters in the Arizona deserts, a story on the joys of masturbation, and a naked girl with a swastika arm band sitting on a couch. The perpetrators had their T squares removed and the San Francisco Oracle began to emerge.
