Conjugation; or, why you don't deserve lower gas prices
Just listen to the first five seconds of the above clip, i didn't watch the rest of the video, so i'm not expecting you to.
Okay, i know blogging, youtube, and all of this other "media 2.0" shit has severely lowered the bar, but COME ON!!!
why IS oil prices so high
you're a schmuck, and you deserve to be taken advantage of by the oil companies, "corporate America" the bush administration, and whoever else you cry to your mommy about before making youtube videos bitching about how stupid you are.
even this kid makes a tad more sense than your sorry ass:
"i am in the 9th grade and i am dong a paper of why the gas is so high and i am against it i need a little bit more information because all the sits i have looked at is supporting the price if you could get me some web sites that would be great thank you very much have a good day"
well, not too much more.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE???
It's no wonder we're paying in the $4 range for a damn gallon of gas. We're too fucking stupid to stop putting that shit in our cars or come up with something better.
A Google search for this information leaves one bored and confused after 10 minutes of searching, and we all know the average searcher will give up within 1-2 minutes; so the information is simply not getting into the hands of the public.
Most people will just blame Bush and Cheney and say "well he works for Halliburton man, he's getting rich off of the gas prices dude"
While this may be a component of the problem, it doesn't tell us what we as average consumers can do about this.
Last night I was watching the last bastion of truth on television, C-Span, which is only true because there is absolutely no commentary whatsoever, it's WYSIWYG information; and Senator Chuck Schumer had the Executive VPs and CEOs of all of the major oil companies sitting right in front of him for questioning. He asked the tough questions, "why are people paying 4 bucks at the pump while you're making record profits" the CEO of Chevron replied, "we have a well supplied market, and the demand is growing, when demand grows, price goes up" he kept on in this mode for the duration of the hearing, but the question he failed to ask is WHY, WHY WHY WHY.
What the fuck is so hard about asking the WHY? Why did Bush have to go to Saudi Arabia months after offering them a ton of weapons to literally beg to drop prices while dicking around on this stupid bike?
Is this really such an epistemological quandary that we can't come up with the answers, and then SOMETHING to help folks afford gas and heating their homes? I mean gosh, thank God it's the summer, and thank God Bush gave us the Economic Stimulus Package so we can spend it all giving his oil buddies more money, that fucking criminal hack.
It's mostly demand from China and India, one of whom we'll be at war with in 20 years, by the way.
Back to the Nederland
Last night, Professor Meat and I trekked up the narrow, massive, dynamite blasted canyon to the First Street Pub in Nederland for hip-hop night.
I Know, "Hip hop night, where???" That's right, Nederland. Meat's boy Justin grabbed the mics and we drove into town around eleven, where we found Prakoshis rockin a tiny bar for about twenty people. He spit frees for about a half hour, and I gotta say I was impressed. The snow started around 11:30 which drove most everyone away, save about 10 people, all emcees and a camera girl. This means I was filmed rapping last night, which is probably not good.
I honestly couldn't believe it, a lot of kids up there had skills. Flow was questionable, but they were all mad concerned with lyrics, and when Meat and I grabbed the mics folks gave us love. After we played a mini-set, we started just spitting frees and then everyone in the bar got on stage and just passed the mics back and forth for about another hour. I don't know how to freestyle without insulting people, so i just started battling cats, Meat figured I was starting a fire so he kept rhyme-apologizing for my indiscretions, but it was all love. White cats in dashikis clutchin' they hearts like cardiac arrest and Justin producing his shit live; it was a lot of fun.
Kaybee and I just got back from a little trip to the motherland as well. We flew into Newark airport on Friday and got back yesterday. Whereas i didn't see a show while i was out there (overscheduling, underplanning) i did hear of a few. This is how it happens in New Brunswick:
That's my man GDP. One of the illest cats in Jersey, and the dude who knows how to have the most fun in the universe, is coming to Denver on the 28th at the Climax Lounge, be sure to check that out.
"Local Music" means shit to me now. It used to signify concrete floors and christmas lights, beer smell and smoking in a no smoking house.
I can't find a show that's not at a bar. We had a band at my house last week before i left for Jersey and the cops came in 10 minutes, told us what we were doing was illegal, and shut us down. It seems like this may be the start to something pretty cool, every wednesday, i'll keep yall posted.
yet another reason to get an iphone (as if there weren't enough already)
I feel like a schmuck for recently purchasing a blackberry curve
even though i love it, it can't fucking do this:
if for some insane reason you're too lazy to watch a video, i'll tell you what it does
as long as you have an internet connection on your iphone or ipod touch, you can stream ANY SONG FROM YOUR ITUNES PLAYLIST AND UP TO 30 OF YOUR FRIENDS
WHAT!?!?!?!??!?!
yes'm Simplify Media has invented (i say "invented" because this is a big, huge deal) an application that runs on the iphone, ipod touch, linux, macosx or windows which will give your gadget limitless potential for music listening. Theoretically you could have ENDLESS music (or, at least enough to keep you scrolling for the entire duration of a normal CD to find "something good" in your own collection {we've all done this})
i would get all philosophical, but the concept speaks for itself, time to start putting away cash for an iphone...i guess...
...anyone wanna buy a blackberry?
holla at lifehacker for the tip.
worst. timecapsule. ever.
i saw this while struttin' down the 16th street mall:
what the fuck, did they want their stuff back or something?
I don't want to Agitate the Gravel or anything, but 50 years? It's not like they didn't have 80 year olds hanging around in 1957; who's bright idea was this anyway?
even my elementary school class put that shit in the ground for 75, but 50? Jesus, at least i'll be able to open it sitting next to my kids.
weirder than that though, today is March 26, 2008; that means this thing was supposed to have been opened three years ago.
i'm not sure who to ask if the remolding around the perimeter of the square is because it was in fact opened [six months] (thanks for the math einstein) ago and then resealed or if they just forgot about it.
if it were already opened, why didn't they make a new one, after removing the FIFTY YEAR OLD FUCKING TIME CAPSULE and saying "well that was stupid, we have pennies, some Wrigley's gum, some jacks, a typewriter, a fedora, a ball point pen, a vinyl record....shit people STILL USE, perhaps we should put this one in to bake for a little longer"
things that happened in 1957 that are still quite relevant/things that could be in the worst timecapsule ever:
The first US SATELLITE
Hydrox was still making shitty (ex-post-facto, thanks Ed) Oreo immitations:
Mobil still ran an international oil cartel which was even then worthy of being protested:
I bet they threw some AA batteries in there, this was like the fucking future of energy in 1957, invented by Eveready that year:
FORTRAN was written, not like it's still used, but it was the foundation of the IBM 704 gigantic computer:
BUBBLE WRAP!!!
&c.
so, i guess my point is that if you're gonna make a time capsule, you might want it in there for at least a century, fifty year time capsules are lame, however, if there were one thing that would have excited me stuck in a less-than-ancient time capsule:
(he's punching hitler in the face!!!)
this entire post is dedicated to my little brother Alex.
naps.
now that i'm a little older, with a real job and all that, i find myself actually TIRED around 7pm most days.
waking up at 6am every day may do that, but i still feel like i may be missing something.
gone are the days of restless insomnia, and further gone are the days of sleeplessness wrought by thoughts spinning irrevocably.
these days when i lie down, i drift off in a manner of minutes, mostly.
unless i hear the faint but recognizable voice of the Speaker of the House (Andrew Romanoff) calling for final votes or Kevin the house reader auctioneering off some bill at a rabbit's click.
"will the clerk please close the machine and members proceed to vote"
it's odd how phrases and voices become melted onto our brains. we can tell what our parents sound like even when they're whispering, each set of vocal cords (chords, if you want to be poetic about it) rings out (see) a unique intonation.
think, right now, recall a voice, any voice, as a matter of fact, recall as many as you can, have them all say "take a nap, you're quite sleepy"
which brings me to the topic of this entry, in a very roundabout way.
i never used to take naps. in fact, i still don't really. once i'm asleep i'm asleep for good, and nothing but the unmistakable sound of my alarm clock can wrest me from my slumber (see what i did there?).
i used to not be able to go to sleep without some kind of soundtrack, but i was EXTREMELY (read: very) particular about what exactly i had to listen to. no vocals, or if there were, extremely melodic and lovely; no drums, really, unless they were very soft and pillowy; and no guitar solos, unless they were airy and weightless.
below is a nostalgic reenactment of a potential sleepytime playlist, for better or for worse.
now, i'm sure that At the Drive-in song isn't an at the drive-in song, but does anyone remember when that used to happen all the time?? like, you'd download a track on napster or something and it would be totally mislabeled but the song posturing as Thursday or something was WAY better than what you were actually looking for, this just happened to me. well, not quite, this track masquerading as AtDI isn't BETTER, but it's fucking great and i'm glad it happened (ps if anyone knows what the hell it is please fill me in)
i put that blockhead track on at a party once, and my friend Joe Seghatoleslami (i hope you Google your own name) told me, "you suck at DJing, this is what i listen to when i'm trying to sleep. while that may be true, i still always can't understand how this track isn't both a sleepy track and a banger simultaneously.
in fact, i'd like an audience-participation experiment
you may join in one of two ways, either leave a comment adding a song or songs to the playlist, or put the playlist on as you drift off to sleep, and tell me how you do. if there are tracks that need scrapping, tell me, if not, thanks!
iPod + Toilet = Enlightenment
First of all, my apologies for the lapse in broadcasting, this will not happen again, i assure you.
The first snow of the year here in Boulder brought an interesting development
That's right. I dropped my iPod in the toilet. Don't ask me how, just know that i will never place expensive electronics in sweatshirt pockets ever again.
However, this seems to have been more a blessing than a curse, for more than a few reasons, which i will enumerate below.
1) KUNC - 91.5 - Boulder/Denver Public Radio
Holy shit we're lucky! (i was going to say "you guys are lucky", but now that i have planted myself relatively firm here in Boulder, i'm using the inclusive "we") Like WNYC in New York, KUNC is more an NPR vehicle than its own station proper, but some of the shows they run out of there are really worth a listen. Known only as "Diverse Music" hosted by a variety of folks from every taste department; mostly what could be qualified as "world music" everyting from hip-hop to jazz; in fact i caught a whole TWO HOURS of bossa nova the other day which made me sit in my car for an hour before the class i had to teach, totally rad. Plus, they play Wait Wait which i heavily appreciate and i catch snippets of Morning Edition and Car Talk when i'm going to/coming home from work, both shows i totally love.
I'm still learning to listen to jazz. Often i'll hear a song i absolutely love, which have never heard before like this one by smokey robinson.
KUVO also sports a bossa nova show called Brazillian Fantasy every sunday from 6-9PM which kills on the way home from teaching math on sundays (my other, other job).
My favorite show on KUVO, from 2-4pm Origins: Orgy in Rhythm hosted by Scotty (pictured below) traces black music from its african roots all the way up to hip hop. I heard The Last Poets followed by the Fugees then by a Kenyan Marimba group, and i almost drove my car off the road because it was so damn good.
Also, A Funk Above the Rest with Skip your Funktologist happens 10-11pm Saturdays, and i highly suggest you check this out at some point too, providing you have nothing better to do on a Saturday night.
The best part about terrestrial radio in the future? IT'S ALL FREE AND IT'S STREAMING ALL OVER THE WORLD AT EVERY SECOND!!! (check the LISTEN NOW! links i posted through this article) Totally fantastic; we get so caught up in our iPods and personal music devices that we forget that there's a whole world of shit out there that we would probably never hear if it weren't for veteran DJs and public radio. Commercial radio is going to die soon, it's in its death throes as we speak (thank God), and perhaps once these horrible cesspools drop off the earth all FM bands will be controlled by the people, listener supported.
Public radio rules for a million reasons, but reason number 1, all music and information, NO FUCKING COMMERCIALS. No assholes with names like "Skip!" and "The Bear!" yelling at you with a panel of buzzers and crappy noises (David Cross has an excellent bit about this very thing).
Commercial radio in Boulder/Denver sucks. I won't even bother to list the stations, but just know that you will never ever hear anything that isn't top 40 on some chart, or by a band called Seether or Linkin Park or some horrible shit like that.
I've been rambling. But, if you get a chance, tune the old transister over to KUNC or KUVO, or click the links above, i promise, you'll want to shoot your iPod with a Beretta Tomcat .32
Vocal Percussion, or, why I still love hopesfall's "the satellite years"
I keep meaning to write my "personal musical history" but keep getting sidetracked going through my old music. I guess at some point i'll write a comprehensive, chronological account of the evolution of my taste, but for now, expect a shitload of record reviews that should have happened in or around the year 2000.
Hopesfall was one of my favorite bands in high school. I got to see them a few times (hellfest, and at "Krome", my old New Jersey stomping grounds, literally, stomping, look at this video)
not having this outlet anymore (yes i used to "dance" like this) probably explains my unquenchable aggression and general hostility to most things. i guess i was a pretty angry kid, but i never really got into fist fights, i ran track and did this shit; pretty much eliminating my aggression and making me a pretty nice guy overall (if you can believe that).
enough about me.
so i'm going back through all of the music i used to listen to in no particular order so i can make this list. i landed on my "mosh" phase first. i can't believe i'm about to actually do this:
the term "mosh" means many different things to many different audiences. typically when one thinks "mosh pit" they think of this:
which is fucking stupid; basically just a bunch of morons trying to get oxygen and turning it into a masculine pushing shoving session.
when i thought of mosh, i thought of this:
okay, so there's no way i was actually going to dissect the act of moshing, and i'm glad we're now on the same page here.
in all seriousness, this record is incredible. if you open your mind a little bit and try to hear the vocals as percussion, instead of the focal point of the song, you may actually enjoy this.
most people still listen to music for the lyrics, if there's a "catchy" melody, lick, hook, or beat behind the music then they're bopping their head, but (i for a long while) most people i feel are highly concerned with lyrical content.
some will make the argument "no, esh, you're an idiot, i just don't want to be screamed at" in which case, fine, it's really your loss anyway.
without further ado, i present to you Hopesfall's record "The Satellite Years", still one of my favorite records (released 2002)
i really want you to listen to at least the first couple of tracks with an open mind, if you shut it off the second the screaming happens, you haven't given it a shot; if so, fine...but i really would like to hear some thoughts on this one. (and if you're absolutely opposed to the entire concept of screaming-as-vocals, listen to "Decoys Like Curves" and "Escape Pod for Intangibles" scream free)
Remember to "launch external player" bottom left or you'll just get 30 second clips, no funswick.
PS - this was absolutely their last good record, 2004's A-types is totally unlistenable and 2007's magnetic north actually sounds like a bad version of a Killers record; so, so, totally disappointed.
ouch. or, why understanding satire is important to me.
i probably should be writing this from a hospital bed.
i went snowboarding for the first time in my life ever yesterday, and all i can say is "ouch"
i said a bunch of other things yesterday when i fell on my keyster somewhere in the neighborhood of 55 times
but for now, i will only say ouch
i've covered myself in tiger balm, which helps, and makes me all sorts of tingly as well.
speaking of things which are painful, how about people who don't understand satire?
Today, my roomates and I went to see Michel Gondry's latest offering, "Be Kind Rewind"
not quite a Jack Black/Mos Def buddy comedy, but close, and it was great.
full of Gondry's strange magical devices, the comedy worked wonders.
this wasn't quite a satire, but it started a conversation among my roomates and myself, we were talking about why better movies fail and worse ones succeed, especially when it comes to satire vs. parody (Idiocracy barely if ever made it to theatres while Meet The Spartans grossed millions)
it comes down to this: some most people just don't get it
I came across an article recently claiming that Barack Obama was being endorsed by the KKK. This was not framed as satire, or as a joke. In fact, the person reporting the endorsement said something to the effect of "it's so great that the KKK finally opened their minds up, maybe they're not so bad after all"
are you kidding me? this is the reason why blogging isn't taken quite as seriously as the "mainstream media" and why they still control most of the information dissipated to this day. a quick Google search will turn up the article in question, run by The Daily Squib (the UK equivalent of The Onion: a SATIRICAL NEWSPAPER)
satire
noun
the use of humor, irony, exaggeration, or ridicule to expose and
criticize people's stupidity or vices, particularly in the context of
contemporary politics and other topical issues.
So that there should be no confusion, the KKK is pronouncing death threats
against Barack Obama, not endorsing him, Jesus. I can take a joke just
as well as the next guy, but what really pisses in my eggnog is when
people don't get the joke. This isn't about being smart, or well read,
into or out of politics; it's about understanding sarcasm.
sarcasm
noun
the use of irony to mock or convey contempt
i know this all
sounds very condescending. it's meant to be. at this point i'm done
being nice (as if i ever made a real attempt anyway) frustrations with
humanity have sent me spiraling back to my high school days (musically), what
follows is one of the angriest playlists i could come up with. (to hear full tracks instead of the clips, in the bottom left of the player click "launch standalone")
which reminds me, most of these songs on here are high school throwbacks. i was really into the whole mosh/hardcore/emocore/whateverthefuckyouwannacallitcore thing. i AM from new jersey, after all. we built a culture from the ground up which ended up being co-opted by boys wearing girl jeans, eyeliner, and with stupid haircuts, you know the type:
something inside me still loves breakdowns and mosh parts. i don't get as jazzed as i used to about music, and i mostly listen to hip-hop/electronic shit these days. as i've previously said, there hasn't been a band that's really excited me in years, with the exceptions of Yeasayer, Joe Jackson, Feist, The Easy Star All Stars, Battles, Hot Chip and Bomb the Music Industry! There was a time in my life where i was buying a new record every other day and loving the shit out of it; not putting it down until i knew all the words, going to see the shows, and dancing my ass off.
coming soon: my personal musical evolution, guilty pleasures included.
Copyrights Shmopyrights
remember tv.links.co.uk?
the site once infamous for its free content, everything from tv to movies, has been left with nothing but a spooky message from beyond the grave: "Something Here Soon". A grim reminder that in this information age people who 'copyright' or 'own things' don't want their creative work 'stolen' pfff.
The front page of the site reminds me of the same feeling I get when I walk past a store gone out of business.
(cleverness courtesy of The Onion)
well, it seems that you can't keep a good idea gone for long. enter sidereel.com
another new-media-wiki-2.0-streaming-content-once-removed sort of deal; sidereel is unique when compared to the other, former, now dead stream sites for one reason.
::drumroll::
it's user generated! From the sidereel blog:
Greg Sandoval writes on CNET: “Recently launched SideReel wants to be a combination Internet video portal, TV guide and search engine, according to CEO Roman Arzhintar.
One of the largest hurdles confronting online video is how to help viewers find what they want. Plenty of companies are trying to solve the problem by offering either powerful search engines (Blinkx) or by hosting as much quality video on their sites as possible (Veoh Networks and Joost).
SideReel has an index featuring links to TV shows, movies and other popular longer-format video attractions found online. The Web site doesn’t host a single clip.”
And that's why, so far, they've gotten away with it.
From Wikipedia (italics added by emceesher):
"The Digital Millennium Copyright Act (DMCA) is a United States copyright law which implements two 1996 WIPO treaties. It criminalizes production and dissemination of technology, devices, or services that are used to circumvent measures that control access to copyrighted works (commonly known as DRM) and criminalizes the act of circumventing an access control, even when there is no infringement of copyright itself. It also heightens the penalties for copyright infringement on the Internet. Passed on October 8, 1998 by a unanimous vote in the United States Senate and signed into law by President Bill Clinton on October 28, 1998, the DMCA amended title 17 of the U.S. Code to extend the reach of copyright, while limiting the liability of Online Providers from copyright infringement by their users."
so, just because these pirates aren't hosting a single thing on their website, they're still granting access in a massive way to copyrighted material strewn all over the net.
the writer's strike, as many of us know, was about just this, that the studios themselves were making money off of online content, but the writers were shafted for their royalties.
Sidereel works by letting users do the linking and uploading. And since they're not technically doing anything wrong (other than hosting and encouraging users to post links to copyrighted material) they'll probably get away with this until some sort of legal action is brought against them, they'll settle outside for some outrageous sum of money because the studios have their heads so far up their asses they don't even know how to manipulate copyright law in their favor anymore. sheesh.
legally we all know this is wrong, but ethically, is it? should an architect get paid every time someone stays in the hotel he designed? should Pablo Picasso's family get a share of the entry fees from the MET because his work is hanging there? should writers and studios really retain ownership of their media after its first run? The ontology is interesting here: how do we intuit whether or not an object belongs to some particular person or entity?
it's clear that if you break into my house and take my computer, i'll probably win if you're brought to court and you have my computer in your posession. you took my thing that i own and you'll be punished for it.
but if you snuck into my house in the middle of the night and drew schematics of my computer, opened her up, copied all of the software, and built your own copy of my computer from scratch, will i have standing in court? (ignoring breaking and entering/tresspassing)
the way we think about the ownership of media is probably flawed, and it's probably because of the FBI threatening us every single time we sit down to watch something we are about to enjoy:
So what do you think out there in TV land? Should studios, producers, writers, editors etc. still retain ownership of media after it's out in the world? Or is it up for grabs, anyone shrewed enough to be able to copy an object should not be prosecuted? Sheesh, I really don't know folks.
You'll be screaming "JESUS CHRIST" all night
Note: let it be known that in the process of writing this article it was destroyed after an hour of work, and I had to start all over. I sincerely hope that God doesn't hate free speech.
Holy Christ.
The makers of the Left Behind series of books, the fundamentalist Christian eschatological works of Tim LaHaye and Jerry B. Jenkins have finally spawned the ultimate evil. A real-time strategy video game in the Command and Conquer style.
I remember in college, my New Testament professor said "Jesus was an eschatologist, what the hell does that mean?" This elicited a chuckle from the classroom.
eschatology
noun
the part of theology concerned with death, judgment, and the final destiny of the soul and of humankind.
Basically, and especially in the evangelical Christian world, eschatology is widespread. They believe in their hearts that the rapture is coming, and the end is near. Jesus who is God (a contradiction I still to this day do not understand...but through Christ all things possible...apparently including logical fallacies) will return to earth and after picking up all of the good old Christians, raze the world and kill any and all of those who don't submit.
(original LoLCat by emceesher)
From Luke 17: 26-35
[26] "Just as it was in the days of Noah, so also will it be in the days of the Son of Man. [27] People were eating, drinking, marrying and being given in marriage up to the day Noah entered the ark. Then the flood came and destroyed them all.
(original LoLCarell by emceesher)
[28] "It was the same in the days of Lot. People were eating and drinking, buying and selling, planting and building. [29] But the day Lot left Sodom, fire and sulfur rained down from heaven and destroyed them all.
[30] "It will be just like this on the day the Son of Man is revealed. [31] On that day no one who is on the roof of his house, with his goods inside, should go down to get them. Likewise, no one in the field should go back for anything. [32] Remember Lot's wife! [33] Whoever tries to keep his life will lose it, and whoever loses his life will preserve it. [34] I tell you, on that night two people will be in one bed; one will be taken and the other left. [35] Two women will be grinding grain together; one will be taken and the other left."
It really seems like Jesus was saying that the end is not only near, it's just around the corner. Any second now, we could turn around, and those unwanted sinners will be the only ones left, with the pure of soul sucked up to heaven in an instant.
(original LoLRapture by emceesher)
This from Wikipedia, discussing the first game, Left Behind: Eternal Forces:
"Missions typically consist of attempting to convert as many people as possible to the Tribulation Force, through the use of "Recruiter" units to raise the "Spirit Level" of civilians. The player can train these new converts, termed "Friends", for a variety of occupations to help further their goal of spreading "The truth behind the disappearances." These converted "Friends" include builders, musicians, and soldiers. Eventually, the player will have to fight the GC, who will use various forms to propaganda as well as conventional combat to reduce the Tribulation Force's numbers. Using physical combat to eliminate GC units and being exposed to the GC's various forms of influence (rock music, secularist propaganda etc.) will lower a unit's Spirit Level, which can eventually lead to the units switching sides unless they pray to increase their own spirit level. There is also a multiplayer mode available, in which players can control the GC or the Tribulation Force. Among the GC's units are rock musicians, "Secularists" and cult leaders. Many of the enemy's units, including Rock Stars, Gang Bosses, Cult Leaders and heavier front-line soldiers are described as being trained in "College". Between missions, the player is also provided with articles about Christianity as well as general articles"
Holy Moses.
Notice the most awkward tagline in history: "The first game where the power of worship is more powerful than guns"
Ye Gods.
The company who publishes the books and the video games have actually sued bloggers and journalists in the past for defamation when criticizing the "convert or kill" aspect of the game, recruiting geeks/teenagers/children to evangelical branches of Christianity with cool special effects and wasted bodies lining the sidewalks:
Please note the one dead guy is a Muslim and the Christian soldiers are all pointing guns at the Jews.
If the end really is near, this game, and it's sequel, are surefire indications.
Now, LBgames (the subsidiary of the company who publishes the Left Behind books) has sued several bloggers/journalists when they cover this topic. I've had a hard enough time posting this article, I hope to God almighty I don't also get sued for it.
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