Terminal City Member Camp Description

   M*A*S*H 4207th

"Eat This, Drink This, Smoke This, RAH!"

The least disciplined but most hospitable military unit in Black Rock City, M*A*S*H 4207th has been on the playa since 1999, and a registered theme camp since 2000. Feeling unwell? The doctors & nurses of our unit will prescribe inebriation therapy till you can't walk, then throw you on the stretcher & haul you from post-op to your home camp or where we decide to dump you. Got a problem with your unicycle? We may not be able to fix it, but that won't stop us from trying. Our well-trained alcoholics will gladly eliminate any surplus liquor you may have. Who else on the playa will hand out military spec toilet paper rations at 3 AM when the JOTS have run out? If we like you, you may get invited to the 38th Parallel Medical Society poker game. If we don't like you, that won't stop us from giving you shelter from the heat & dust. While the USO seems to be avoiding us, that has never stopped music & comedy from occurring at random in the mess hall. Travel with caution near our camp at night; The CO & others are avid playa fishermen. From draglines to driftnets to simple fishing in front of camp, no tripper wanting that free glow stick is safe from our master anglers.

Interaction:
-The Security Checkpoint:
In order to protect the denizens of Black Rock City, we have engaged in security checkpoints since 2002. Our security gate & barricades are used to block off the roadway in front of camp, and anyone coming down the street is stopped & checked for BRC issued identification (Your genitalia does not count unless you were born in BRC). Vehicles & bicycles must undergo bong inspections, and everyone must be labeled as "Terrorist", "Suspected Terrorist", or "Loyal Citizen" before being allowed to pass. A lack of ID will require one of several options to pass; Making a sign for the signposts, leaving an entry in the field log, taking the loyalty quiz, or defeating a member of the camp in single combat.

-The Signpost Project:
Since the formation of this unit in 1999, we have set up the "Signpost Project"; if you have seen the TV show, you should remember the signpost in the center of camp listing distances to various cities. We provide sign making materials & posts. Visitors are encouraged to list where they came from in the default world, along with some form of measurement of their travels/tribulations; mileage is fine, but airline flight times, number of stops to repair vehicles, and alternative units of measurement from furlongs to Smoots are highly encouraged. We have procured signs from every continent except Antarctica over the years.

-The M*A*S*H field log:
Since 2000, we have brought a manual typewriter to the playa. All personnel are required to make as many entries as possible, visitors are encouraged to write whatever comes to mind, leave address' & contact *propaganda*. All camp paperwork is written on said typewriter, as is requires no electricity, doesn't crash, and reboots instantly. *An in-the-works transcript of the complete log can be found at the M*A*S*H 4207th section of Terminal City

-The Hall of records/Shrine:
A collection of M*A*S*H paraphernalia (The Big Book of M*A*S*H, trivia books & games), the 4207th Field Logbook from years past, a custom board game made for our camp, and various military odds & ends (gas mask in a can, anyone?). Available for browsing whenever our public tent is open.

-Raids:
Rumors of a possible infiltration by members of APOKILIPTIKA last year (2006) prompted the command structure to conduct a pre-emptive raid on their camp. Nubile young spies were sent in for recon, exits were mapped, and finally Delta Farce was sent in to "boink them up". A security blockade was placed at the entrance to their camp, and a heated battle ensued. The Apoks fought bravely, but were subdued by our overwhelming numbers; due to careful timing, the attack was conducted while only a token force was emplaced. The M*A*S*H 4207th flag was run up their stripper pole. The captives were herded to the bar, where our chemical weapons specialist subjected them to mind-altering substances. We had so much fun doing so that it was decided that more raids on more camps should be conducted in 2007.

Weddings by request; multiple preachers & our commanding officer willing to officiate. Two were performed in 2006, one of which on only 10 minutes notice, but included all supplies, bachelor/ette party & strippers.