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Thursday, December 31, 2020

A CLASSY MUSEUM


I found this letter today that I sent to the Philadelphia Enquirer in the winter of 1994 while I was in Philadelphia, a city I'm still not sure I like. It seemed crowded and tacky, and I couldn't get anywhere near Independence Hall. Anyway, this incident happened on the way back to my hotel. Please keep in mind, I didn't look like a homeless person or a terrorist and I was willing to spend $17.50, which makes this true story so bizarre. This is the letter. I'd tell you the exact date, but I found it by accident on my computer and when I went for more detail, I couldn't find it.

A museum visit denied

On a cold, blustery day recently, I found myself heading back to my hotel when I passed the imposing Franklin Institute. Assuming I had enough for admission, I went in. I was wrong. Admission was $18.50.

At 72, I was surprised to learn that unlike most other museums, it offers no senior rate. That was a pity, because all I had was $17.50, and I did not have a credit card with me

After explaining my plight, I was amazed that they would not allow me in for being a dollar shy. When I complained to the guest services manager, he stood by the policy. I would have thought that for the reputation of the Franklin Institute, he might have taken a dollar from his own pocket. But no such act of generosity occurred.            |Allan Provost, Miami, Fla.


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FALSE ADVERTISING PAYS OFF.


I originally started this blog to comment on TV commercials, which I haven't done as often as I should. But I would like to comment on how much I detest the Prevagen commercials, which I think are complete lies. Sadly I have come to detest the supposedly sweet old seniors who swear they have taken Prevagen for years, which would be a very costly and wasteful undertaking. I particularly despise the very convincing black actor who says he has "the memory of an elephant." Having been in advertising for 40 years I know that talent has to take jobs when they appear. But I couldn't lie like these actors do. The Prevagen commercials bother me because it's another example of persons with no integrity getting rich with deceptive practices. Maybe they're not as shameful as Purdue who have hundreds of thousand  deaths on their hands, but Quincy Bioscience is still a pretty low company.


In 2017 the Federal Trade Commission (FTC) and the New York Attorney General sued Quincy Biosciences for making false claims. The primary issue asserted by the FTC is that proteins consumed orally, as in a pill or chewable tablet, go straight to the stomach where they get broken down into amino acids. In the form of amino acids, they can’t travel to the brain and then re-convert into a protein to replace any proteins lost due to aging. The story does not make sense from a science perspective. The FTC also charged Prevagen with making false claims stating the company’s own clinical study in actuality showed no statistically significant improvement in memory and cognitive function between those given Prevagen and those given a placebo.


30 CAPS - $87.99

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I DON'T GET IT

Mitch McConnell is 78 years old and is worth 22 millions dollars. How he accumulated that much money is open to speculation about insider trading, sweetheart deals, and a little tin box. But no matter. That's how rich he is. Which means for the rest of his life, he will want for nothing. So why the hell doesn't he want you to have $2,000 especially if you're black?  It's no skin of his nose. It doesn't lessen his fortune by a single penny. Yet he stubbornly refuses to allow you the check that won't kill the wolf, but will keep him from your door for another month or two. But no. Mitch McConnell does not want you to have $2,000. This is an idea planted firmly in his head. He doesn't relent. Not when he's sitting in his Baptist Church on Sunday and the minister is preaching about feeding the poor. Not when he's riding in his chauffeur-driven car to the Capitol and he sees street persons begging. Not when he sends his lavish salary check to the bank or spends more for lunch than most people pay for their weekly groceries. Mitch McConnell is a highly-paid public servant who doesn't give a damn for the public and never thinks of himself as a servant. Lucky for him the moronic citizens of Kentucky voted him in again. The only thing that could possible burst the bubble this privileged parvenue rides around in, insulated from ordinary people, is if Georgia elects Ossoff and Warnock to the Senate. Maybe then and only then will he wish he had given you $2.000.

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RUNNING FOR DC GLORY.

It occurred to me today that the younger members of Congress are like Hollywood starlets. They'll do anything to make a name for themselves. Which explains why they're always sucking up to Trump, in essence the studio head.  Let's face it, most of them are bitchy, snobby, egotistical and oh, so insular. They never admit they're wrong and couldn't care less about their audience back home. Take wacky Tomi Cotton, she's forever trying some new scheme to get attention, like writing to a foreign dictator, which got her nowhere, or dreaming up some conspiracy theory that will make her a star. They're all Nasty Nellies, I tell you, B players running on negative energy. You know,, like bosom buddies Jamie Jordan and Mattie Gaetz. They're thick as thieves and always giggling like school girls while they sabotage some worthwhile democratic plan. And whatever happened to tattletale Divine Nunes? She had a major role once, but you never hear about her any more?  No matter. Anyway, right now the most outrageous is Holly Hawley. That Missouri bitch plans to sabotage the counting of the electoral college votes because for some weird reason, she wants Trump in office, or at least she acts like she does to win over the old man. Go figure. Of course it's doomed to failure, but Holly doesn't care as long as she sees her name in print and gets to play a leading role in the next big DC production. You'd think someone would keep an eye on these vicious little vixens, but the Marie Dressler of the Senate, Mitzi McConnell, doesn't seem to think of their lack of patriotism as anything but a a little harmless drama.

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THE DIABETIC CAT.

Very rarely do I find a product that really impresses me or makes my life easier. But thank goodness I found this one. It's called The Smart Cat Box, and while it's designed for diabetic cats, it's also ideal for one cat homes. The problem with diabetic cats is their urine is so sticky it makes cleaning regular litter very difficult and wasteful. I had to replace the litter constantly because so much litter became soiled. But with the smart box there is no gritty litter. It uses safflower seeds which are far less costly than litter and urine doesn't adhere to the seeds; it goes right through them to an easy-empty  container. Solid waste remains on top of the seeds, easy to clean. Now the chore which was exhausting and expensive is a snap. The photo below will give you a clearer idea of this great product.



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Wednesday, December 30, 2020

 I don't need to tell you that Comcast or Xfinity of whatever the hell you call them are crooks.They charge far too much for their services and your only other choice in Florida is the Hobson's choice of A T & T. Along with their obscene rates are lots of consumer traps. For instance you can't get Turner Classic Movies unless you take their complete sports and military package, which many consumers have no use for. They are a thoroughly unlikeable company, and I don't want to waste another word on these despicable thieves.

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THEY'RE EVERYWHERE.

As a lifelong opponent of nuclear energy, I got a lot of satisfaction of rewatching The China Syndrome today, and could easily believe all the corporate corruption it suggested. After all they still tell us nuclear power is safe, despite that since that fictional 1979 film we've had Three Mile Island in 1979, Chernobyl in 1986, and Fukushima in 2011. And there are sure to be more, and worse. Still as entertainment, it works. Even though many in the cast, including Michael Douglas, were unable to pronounce nuclear. (I once wrote to the head of the nuclear energy department that he kept saying 'nucular' and he called me, pissed at my criticism.) How good can a product be that can give you cancer and has a toxicity that can last a thousand years? On the other hand, some people are getting rich, and isn't that all that counts?

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STOP THIEF!

 Though it's no skin off his ugly nose, Mitch McConnell does not want needy Americans to have $2,000.00 checks, especially if you're black.  He doesn't care what financial pressures you're under now that he's ripped off your government for his own golden egg. This all the more reason to vote for Ossoff and Warnock, two honest men who care about your security, who care about Georgia. Face facts, both Loeffler and Purdue are rich, and they intend to get richer. To them being a senator is a honey pot, a way to increase their fortunes, enjoy all the perks of Congress and give you as little thought as possible. Is that what you want. While the average Georgian woman is getting a cut and comb or a straightening, Kelly is spending hundreds of bucks to maintain her greatest pride. While the average Georgian man is selling a treasured possession to help pay bills, Purdue is selling stocks he bought from insider trading. And behind all of their the Republicans dreams of increased fortune is the Lizard King, Mitch McConnell confident that Georgians will elect his pawns and give him more years of graft and greed. Don't give him the satisfaction.

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Tuesday, December 29, 2020

THE MUSICIAN AND THE SHREW

 The incident of the phone in the Soho hotels is disgusting. The woman who insisted that the 14-year-old black boy stole her phone is nuts, bat shit crazy, and totally racist. The manager of the hotel who agreed that the boy must show her his phone is stupid, incompetent, and completely wrong. If the boy was white this would not have happened. This woman should be arrested for assault and a hate crime. Even when she got her phone back from an Uber driver, she didn't have enough integrity to apologize. The father, jazz musician, Keyon Harrold, is the hero for defending his son and refusing to honor the petty and racist requests of this nasty woman and wimpy manager.  This incident should not be dismissed by the NYPD. This woman should be charged with a hate crime and face some kind of punishment. Since she was a guest at the hotel, it is no problem finding this harridan's name. 

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Monday, December 28, 2020

OUR PIPSQUEAK SENATOR

We Americans have a plethora of obnoxious Republican senators, but probably the most unlikeable is Marco Rubio. This 49-year-old brat is a pious do-nothing, another one of those Bible quoting hypocrites who seems to have no Christian charity but tons of undeserved vanity.This week he is being rightly criticized for jumping the line to get the coronavirus vaccine before more worthy health workers,
and for vilifying Dr. Fauci for reasons Rubio created in his own paranoid mind. Why is it that Florida seems to get the most unscrupulous and often criminal politicians: Rick Scott, Ron DeSantis, Marco Rubio, to name just a few.

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BRIT HIT CREATES MUSIC CTY IMPACT.


 I was annoyed yesterday when Reverend Al Sharpton's Revvie Awards were cut short by an unnecessary  "Breaking News" report from Nashville. All of their crime fighters informed us that the person responsible for the bomb was 63-year-old Anthony Quinn Warner. I was further annoyed because I'm not convinced that they're right.  I find it very peculiar that this man would drive a van downtown on Christmas morning, play Petula Clark's 1964 hit "Downtown" and then commit suicide with a bomb he created. One resident said she heard gunshots. Did she? One gunshot could be a suicide. Two, not so sure. It's possible Anthony was in the van with someone else. They parked in the deserted downtown. The fellow passenger shot Tony for whatever reason, activated the bomb, then took off unnoticed in the deserted downtown, assured that there would be no evidence of his presence in the debris and rubble. That may be too far-fetched but I feel certain there is more to this story. 

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MS. MENDACITY

 Jake Tapper recently truthfully and calmly said on his program that he does not book Kayleigh McEnany because she lies the way most people breathe. To prove him right she tweeted shortly after this absurd statement, "I do not lie". Why would she make such a comment. Everyone knows she's a liar and has been from her very first press conference when she said, "I will never lie to you." This is a woman incapable of telling the truth. She lies constantly, without shame, without guilt.She's as fake as her eyelashes, fake as her hair color. Now that she's soon to be unemployed, I doubt that she will find a generous employer who has need of a pathological liar. Still, who knows? I'm just happy she's out of our lives. Pity her poor husband.

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Sunday, December 27, 2020

ANOTHER PIOUS PIRATE


I don't know about you, but I find it disturbing that the White House Chief of Staff, Mark Meadows,  is one of those evangelical idiots who actually believes that dinosaurs lived on Earth along with man. (This despite there is no mention of dinosaurs in the Bible.) Can't wait for Meadows and Trump's other pseudo-Christians to disappear in January. Meadows by the way is also a tax evader and a crook as are most of Trump's henchmen.I wonder why it is that Trump has so many devoted Christians in high positions, but most of them seem to have no Christian values. They are hypocrites and liars like Pence: thieves and scoundrels like Meadows; users and parasites like Pompeo;  or arrogant and useless harridans like Betsy Devos. I feel certain that when Biden names a Christian to office, he or she will actually follow the teachings of Christ unlike the political pagans who are polluting the White House now.


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 I cannot understand why so many well-educated persons use some variation of, "If I would have known" which is the most illiterate expression I know. The correct wording in all cases is never "If I would have" but, "If I had". How difficult is that? Never say, "If I would have been told", "If I would have studied more","If I would have been around", or any expression with "If I would have." It's aways wrong" and always sounds uneducated. So if you pride yourself on having a good command of English, dump this misuse and adopt, "If I had" 

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ADS INFINITUM

Last night CBS ran Lizzie Borden Took and Axe on their 48 Hours program. As a major fan of the Lizzie Borden legend, I was very interested in this program. I had read many books about this famous Fall River, Massachusetts murder and this show promised to add a new element to the legend. But I didn't watch it, at least not past the first two tiresome commercial breaks. Why? Because like most commercial television programs it had far too many commercials. There was a break every few minutes, and in that break there were at least 9 commercials. I will never understand why the American public puts up with more commercials than are necessary for any network to make a profit, especially when most people pay to have TV in the first place. Bad enough they run so many commercials, but they often repeat spots during the same break. Usually I turn to TCM or other commercial-free channel till the onslaught is over, but often when I turn back minutes later, it's still going on. And, have you noticed, it's getting worse? That's because not enough people are complaining. So if you're as fed up with these floods of commercials as I am,  call your local channel and complain, or send a letter to a network. If not, you'll be watching even more unnecessary commercials next year.

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Saturday, December 26, 2020

PARDON ME FOR ASKING, BUT ARE YOU NUTS?

 This question is addressed to any Trump voter who might possibly come across my blog by accident. I repeat. are you nuts? You voted for Trump, you know that do-nothing, golf-cheating psychopath who spent years trying to take your health insurance away, and doesn't really want to sign the Covid relief package, and misled you about coronavirus, and lied  to you about his legal plans so that you would send him your addition to the millions he needs for his expensive lifestyle. I mean really, are you nuts? You're supporting a guy who has more money than you'll ever see, a loser who said he was pleased about Covid because it meant he didn't have to shake your hand. What were you thinking? Did you want to live in an autocracy with very limited freedoms?  You do know he's not a Republican, he's not a Christian he's certainly not a genius? If I could talk to you, and you were to tell me you still admire Trump I would respond, "Are you nuts?"

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I think it is necessary for me to remind any readers I may have that the term at the bottom of each post, "no comments" is a total misnomer and means "comments, if you have any." I suspect I get very few comments because of this idiotic wording. 

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SEX DOES NOT A SCREENPLAY MAKE.

 Years ago my friend Peter wrote a screenplay, Pride and Sensibility, a satire of Jane Austen obviously, whose heroine Henna Roughbottom was forever getting into hilarious situations. He never sent it out, despite my encouragement. Last night I watched Part I of Bridgerton, which I thought was a pathetic satire on Jane Austen despite the costly production and excellent actors. It wasn't funny enough. It wasn't believable enough. One could only enjoy spotting the many scenes lifted from Ms. Austen and made erotic for no good reason. If not for the sets and costumes, it wouldn't be worth watching at all. I'm sure it will probably be a success since few viewers seem to appreciate quality anymore in this age of super heros and cartoons. Bridgerton did have one virtue: It encouraged me to watch any version of Pride and Prejudice, though I'll probably watch the longest one in which Colin Firth is Mr. Darcy.

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Friday, December 25, 2020

WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?

Just now on MSNBC, Jim Cavanaugh, a retired ATF agent, speaking in regard to the Christmas morning bombing in Nashville said of the agency's bomb-sniffing dogs, "They never eat again their lives unless they sniff out explosives." What? Is he saying that these essential dogs to our safety are starved unless they come through? That their only food is provided to them if they find a bomb. That otherwise they go hungry? That comment makes no sense. They can't be sniffing out bombs every day.  What does he mean "They never eat again in their lives." Somebody has got to get this guy on a news show to explain that bizarre and frightening comment. We Americans are grateful that there are police dogs and dogs that sniff out drugs, and dogs that sniff out explosives. But I, for one, would be furious and outraged if I thought that these dogs are mistreated when they do so much for our safety. 

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A MESSAGE TO NEWS OUTLETS EVERYWHERE


                                    

                       IN THIS FESTIVE SEASON

You’d be wise to pause

And tell your news staff people

That there is no Sanna Claus.

 

Reporters will be shattered.

Anchors will be dazed. 

And almost everyone in news

Will surely be amazed.

 

If you tell them bluntly

They’re sure to drop their jaws.

So why not whisper in their ears,

“There is no Sanna Claus”?

 

There is no Sanna Claus, you know.

There simply is no Sanna.

Nor Sanna Cruz nor Sanna Fe

Nor a wind called Sanna Ana.

 

There Is no Sanna Barbara

What’s more, there never was.

There is no Sanna Rosa,

And there is no Sanna Claus.

 

We put Christ in Christmas

So I’m asking you why can’ta

Group of news announcers

Put the T back in Santa. 

 

 

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26 LEMMINGS.

It's insane enough that 26 Republicans signed on to Trump's Texas lawsuit to try to overturn the Biden-won election in Trump's favor. But consider this. The were willing to try to reinstate the worst president ever, a lazy slob of a man who didn't do his job, spent more time cheating at golf, and bitching about everything and everyone. What was in it for them? Fear of Trump's sway with America's most ignorant citizens? Fear of Trump himself, a 280 pound bleached blond with pancake makeup. Or some insane reason we know nothing about? What? Anyway it failed and Trump came out a fool and so did these 26 turncoats. But the mystery remains. Why did they do it in the first place? They can't be blind to the moron's incompetence. They can't be deaf to Trump's illiteracy and illogic. I can only assume Trump has something over them we know nothing about, and may never know.

Lemmings don't actually commit mass suicide, but apparently rodential Republicans do.

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Thursday, December 24, 2020

KICK ME AGAIN.

Now let me see if I understand this. America is suffering hunger, joblessness, homelessness and a multitude of deaths and sicknesses from a virus. They were about to receive a relief package to give them sorely needed money. Trump screwed it up at the last minutes by asking for larger relief checks, showing an uncharacteristic concern that was certain to postpone any moneys Americans would receive. His much larger checks bill went to Congress for a vote and, as usual, the Republicans said no with all the meanness as if I were coming out of their own pockets. Now here's the part that confuses me. The Democrats want you to have money to pay your rent, buy food, and survive. The Republicans don't. They just don't care. And yet nearly half the country is still loyal to the Republicans. What kind of national mental illness is this? 

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Wednesday, December 23, 2020

PARDON ME

IF I WERE ONE OF THE PARDONED BLACKWATER KILLERS WHO VICIOUSLY MURDERED 14 INNOCENT IRAQIS, INCLUDING TWO CHILDREN,  I WOULD FEEL SAFER IN PRISON THAN OUT IN PUBLIC. THERE ARE A LOT OF IRAQIS LIVING IN AMERICA.

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THE BOTTOM OF THE BARREL


 Trump was looking for a way to punish America for rejecting him, and he found it. I'm not referring to his unleashing a pack of fellow gangsters, including murderers, on society with his ill-conceived pardons. No, I mean his rejection of the stimulus bill. He appears to want bigger checks for Americans, but in making such an uncharacteristic demand, he his postponing  the money they need now. Why wasn't he paying attention to the stimulus bill during its long and painful journey to the floor? Another example of the kind of lazy, endless incompetency that led to his demise. If he's sincere about giving  every American a $2,000 check ($4,000 for couples) that should wreak havoc on our economy, which will delight him.  Imagine the wrangling and postponing this will take, and how much joy that will bring to this sick degenerate. In the meantime most Americans will see right through this faux-generosity, but his always gullible fans will totally believe it's an expression of Trump's nonexistent kindness.

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Tuesday, December 22, 2020

THE FACE OF EVIL.

Pat Robertson is a slimy old hypocrite. He doesn't now, nor ever did, know what he was talking about. When he tells Trump to give up the fight, it's only because all these distractions keep his gullible donators from donating. He wants the stupidity money they are sending to Trump.When he says Joe Biden will not live through his administration, it's just that this evil gremlin is exposing his own unlikely wishes. Biden will long outlive this decrepit 90-year-old cretin and maybe even Trump.  When he says Kamala will be president, he is trying to inflame America's many misogynists and create more evil.  This is not a man of god, but an vile, malicious, bitter, deceitful follower of Satan and always has been. One only has to look at his withered face and his maniacal grin to know he is not seeking the goodness of Christ but the approval of the devil himself.

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Monday, December 21, 2020

DEATH OF TWO ICONS.

I wish I had read the item below on the Internet ten years ago before I bought my two Eames chairs. As beautiful as they are there are many imitations which are nearly as beautiful and far stronger and much, much cheaper. I bought an imitation 52 years ago, which is in perfect shape while my two originals sit broken and unrepaired on the floor waiting to be restored. It isn't just an economical issue, I was sitting in one when the back fell off and I could  have suffered serious damage if I hadn't been clued in by the sound of  ripping wood. So if you're one of those admirers whose thinking of spending thousands for an Eames recliner and ottoman, I encourage you to purchase an imitation, one that is held together by screws and not glue. Both my chairs lasted ten years, and then suddenly began to fall apart. Finding someone to repair them was difficult enough, and the cost is commiserate with the skill.

After many years, the rubber in the shock mounts can shrink and become brittle. This may cause the chair to completely fall apart. While all the best replicas also have the rubber shock mounts, they don't cost nearly $5000 or more dollars.


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Sunday, December 20, 2020

READ SOMETHING IMPORTANT.


I  keep saying that everyone should read The Rude Pundit's incredibly vulgar and brilliantly trenchant blog. But since half the country are morons, not enough do and if they did they wouldn't understand it. . But today's entries were particularly insightful and scary, blasting the MAGAs for the brainless reactors they are. And while everything the Pundit wrote is worth reading, the following stood out to me and I include it here. Fortunately most Americans are sane believers in freedom and democracy, and those are the patriots who will appreciate this. 

I haven't used the term "protester" because what are they protesting? You can chant "Lock her up" as much as you want at Hillary Clinton. But there's nothing to lock her up for. You can scream that the election is stolen, but it wasn't. They're not protesting, which is a response to an actual injustice that asks for redress. No, they're insisting that reality conform to their perverse view of it. And they're armed with fucking guns. That's some ISIS shit right there. They're fucking terrorists. 


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NEVER, IN THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD, HAS ANYONE FOUGHT SO HARD TO RETAIN A JOB THEY DIDN'T WANT TO DO AND WERE COMPLETELY UNABLE TO PERFORM.

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WISE UP GEORGIA.

 The Georgia elections are still going on, and it couldn't be more obvious that the Republicans couldn't care less about your needs no matter what party you are. Mitch McConnell has no more empathy for the average person than Donald Trump and acts like any relief package comes out of his own Scrooge McDuck pockets. Wise up. If you Vote Republican and you're trying to hand power to a group of senators who have proven to be cold, heartless and indifferent to Georgia's needs. You're giving that bitter old lizard McConnell even more power to manipulate you and your family. Vote Democrat and you're showing support for two men who are actual human beings, who understand your needs, who are not rolling in money and tied to every crook in Georgia like Blondie and Mr. Inside Trading. If you want a better life you had better put your vote toward Ossoff and The Reverend Warnock. If you don't and you're stuck with a selfish, immovable, unpatriotic Republican Senate, don't say I didn't warn you.

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PAY CLOSE ATTENTION!

Donald Trump is an evil, frightened, vengeful, malicious mental case. This has been proven time and again. So during the next 31 days, his last in office, we will make a final attempt, to glorify himself, even it means the destruction of others. So pay close attention to every move he makes, every word he utters, because it all has meaning. He is in a panic. He knows that being an ordinary citizen means being prosecuted for all the crimes he has gotten away with so far. It means a lack of stature, being of little importance, having no power. Worst of all to a greedy grifter like him, it means having to repay loans. He foolishly has bragged about being a billionaire, the millions he ripped off from his gullible fans, and the many additional millions he grifted during his presidency. So he can't deny has the the money he owes Russia, Deutsche Bank or his other angry debtors. This is a desperate man. And he is sure to make desperate moves, moves that could affect you, your safety, your family. What are they? I have no idea. But while the 31 days are ticking by, Trump has plots, and schemes, and conspiracies that he hopes will save him. He is in a corner and, like every cornered rat, he will do anything it takes to survive. So be diligent, be alert, pay close attention 

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Friday, December 18, 2020

CONSPIRACY THEORY


 Trump is working with Putin. This is why Russia was so eager to get him into office in the first place. They first agreed to work together when Trump was in Russia leering at naked Beauty Pageant contestants and urinating with hookers on the bed Obama slept it. Putin could see that Trump had no morals which made him a perfect foil for his plans. Here was someone who could easily be bought and already owed Russia millions in loans he couldn't get from any U.S. bank. So he promised Trump freedom from repayment, the right to build a Trump Moscow and sanctuary if Americans ever caught on. So, they continued to plot in secret, with many private meetings, not just in Hamburg n 2017. (The press was so intimidated by Trump they never asked enough questions about this cozy relationship.) Then, by sheer luck, the virus arrived. Since neither Trump nor Putin had any interest in saving American lives, Trump ignored its impact. And it solved so many problems for Putin. It destroyed America's economy and the president's lack of response made America look weak. But still Putin wasn't getting what he paid for: the lifting of sanctions on Russia and reinstatement in the G7 and a variety of oil schemes. But Trump did assure Putin if he ever overtook America, all the Republican Senators were on his side for the right price. But Putin told Trump it wasn't enough. And, Trump, ever the liar said it would take another term as President to make all of Putin's dreams come true. And he swore that he had buffaloed millions of Americans who he was sure were stupid enough to vote for him. He was right. But he didn't count on how many more Americans wanted Trump gone. Now that Trump is powerless, Putin is furious because he blames it on Trump's stupidity and his own confidence in this moron.  And Trump is terrified because he not only faces a raft of criminal charges, and the possibility of prison, but he has to worry about Putin's wrath, repaying the myriad millions he owes Russia and the possibility of someone poisoning one of his Big Macs.  All right this is all foolish and unbelievable. Or is it? 

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HUFFPOST HUCKSTERISM

Today on HuffPost there was a photo of TV failure, Megyn Kelly and, underneath it, the legend, "Megan Kelly's wife, the most gorgeous woman ever." Not ever considering that Megyn Kelly was gay, I was curious enough to click on the site. But as soon as I saw the names of some other Hollywood couple, and the 15 point word "Next" I knew this was just another video scam, and went  no further. I can assure you it was the usual NEXT trap" this one telling you about all the couples who had been together for years, most of whom you have probably never heard. The purpose to expose you to dozens of ads and very little content,  The goose chase will end with some clever explanation of what they meant by Megyn Kelly's wife, which she doesn't have, since she's been married to Douglas Brunt since 20008.  I am surprised that HuffPost agrees to let these creeps pull their adscam on those who still have some regard for the Huffington Post.

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JOSEPH INEPTSTEIN.

 I am shocked at the low-brow ignorance of The Wall Street homophobic Joseph Epstein for having the gall to call the next First Lady "kiddo" (which revealed his ignorance and his age, 83) and question her title of Doctor. Does this bitter old moron not realize that many highly educated persons receive the title of doctor?  Is he really so ill-educated that he thinks doctors are only those who pull teeth or cut into body parts? Perhaps he feels nuns should not be called sisters, or priests fathers.  Maybe the Wall Street Journal should change its name to the Avenue of the Americas Journal. I'm guessing that Epstein is another one of those loyal Trumpists who resents the Charlatan-in-Chief being ousted from office, and welcomed the opportunity to attack our next First Lady, Doctor Biden. (Photo of the bow-tied bozo below.)



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Thursday, December 17, 2020

BLACK LIES MATTER.

As a fan of true crime TV shows, I am noticing a disturbing trend. Far too many of these series lately seem to have black criminals who, more often than not, are sadistic, soulless and very violent. Why? Is the problem that these producers have run out of white criminals to build shows around. And, if so, why feature the most violent and heartless criminals? These shows only reinforce the false stereotypes of already racist viewers, something we don't need in these troubled post-Trumpian times. I encourage those involved with these many true crime series, which have large followings, to consider the false messages being sent out along with each shows content.

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Wednesday, December 16, 2020

COMMERCIALS I HATE.

SimpliSafe  Criminals are not funny or endearing. I find it annoying as hell that this company presents a thief as their amusing spokesman. Prevagen There is no proof that this expensive pill helps the memory in any way. To show these actors claiming to have taken this fraud product for years is shameful. Ford They may think it's cute to show dozens and dozens of Santa Clauses, but I image youngsters who are still believers find it disturbing. Kraft This company has the worst ad agency ever. It seems irresponsible to me to suggest if your child won't eat a healthful meal, appease them with high fat and salt macaroni and cheese. Etsy Good commercials among those ruined by the grating musical line "express yourself". Liberty The emu is an absurd and dopey gimmick. The spokesman is a bore. Geico. Not all. Some commercials are clever. Others fall on their faces. febrize The commercials are well done, but all lies. This product like every other air freshener adds a scent and removes nothing. AAG Reverse Mortgage. Tom Selleck may appear  charming and sincere, but the goal of this company is to get your house.


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Tuesday, December 15, 2020

MCONNELL'S LAST CHANCE

Does Mitch McConnell realize what a miserable, bitter, sadistic old bastard he is? Does he realize that millions of Americans don't expect him to behave reasonably, kindly and patriotically during the Biden administration. Rather we all anticipate his usual slimy, misanthropic behavior; his unwillingness to help others to succeed honestly now that he has stolen and grafted his own way to wealth. At 78, this evil bag of wrinkles and wattle is unlikely to have a Scrooge-like transformation and shed a tear for any Tiny Tim.  Our only escape from the machinations of this watery-eyed, waste of space windbag is the election of Jon Ossoff and Reverend Warnock. Otherwise it's four more years of McConnell's spiteful obstructionism, kowtowing to corporations, and gathering his gang of cowardly fifth column senators to continue his assault on democracy.

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NOTE TO TRUMPISTS

I find it fascinating that many of you actually believe the election was stolen from Trump. I appreciate that you like Trump, and for some reason you believe he accomplished goals during his term. You don't object to his lack or morality, his waste of taxpayer money, and his endless lies. I seriously admire your loyalty. But consider this. Most people find Trump an obnoxious braggart, hate being lied to, and really hate having a president spending far more time playing golf than tending to their needs and protecting their interests. We, the majority, find it loathsome that he gave his unqualified relatives important positions in government and security clearances they didn't merit. Then of course there is the Coronavirus, which he ignored, causing the deaths of many thousands. So while you find him lovable and intelligent, most people find him despicable. So why would you think that most people voted for him? You do know this election brought out more voters than any other in history? And that's because Trump is so hated that most Americans decided to vote hell or high water to get rid of him, which we did. Knowing him and liking him as you do, you should not be surprised that he lied to you about having the election stolen. Because as a civilian, he is subject to punishment for any number of crimes, including assaults on women and cheating on his taxes. This terrifies him and it should. He'd say anything to have the protection of the presidency for another four years. And what he said was the election was stolen. Now you know it wasn't. So while Trump has a rough road ahead, you will have a new president who doesn't resent your loyalty to Trump and will work as hard for you as for the millions of Americans who, without question, elected Joe Biden.


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THE PROM

I am not a James Corden fan. (Probably because I am never awake after 11 pm.)  But I think the attacks on his performance in The Prom were totally unjustified. His performance was not "homophobic" nor "grossly inappropriate" or some of the crueler comments made by unsophisticated critics. Mr.Corden gave an excellent performance and was ideal in the role. It also would be easier to imagine him playing FDR in the opening than Nathan Lane or the black actor that so many critics wanted in the role. I'm surprised that Christi Carras and other critics weren't harder on the film itself. Though well-meaning the film was somewhat insipid, over the top, and only saved by the star performances of Nicole Kidman, Meryl Streep, Andrew Rannells and, yes, James Corden. There were far too many similar songs, gymnastic dances, glittery outfits and predictable situations. The theme would have been better served if Emma's dilemma had led to more students at the Indiana high school coming out of the closet rather than recruits from nationwide social media. To my mind this was basically today's version of Bye Bye Birdie with far less memorable music. 


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Monday, December 14, 2020

OF KARENS AND KENS

 I find it very distasteful that the popular media has given every bigoted, obstuctive, privileged, pain-in-the ass racist/hate monger the moniker Karen. It is not only unfair to women named Karen but it is totally unimaginative.  Surely whoever started this trend could have created a word more suited to the harridans involved. Karen is a totally unsuitable epithet. Many Karens are dedicated doctors and nurses, loving mothers, freedom fighters, kind and honorable women in every field, and children named Karen who will be wounded by its use. To suddenly have their name attached to that of shrews and harpies is completely unjustified. And anyone who continues to use this epithet is guilty of being the kind of person whom they suggest they despise. The same applies to the use of the word Ken or whatever other unsuitable name the better-than-thou moralists finally decide to use.

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TRUMP'S MOST EVIL FAN.

Poor ugly, creepy Stephen Miller is very upset about Joe Biden's victory. It means that all of Miller's dreams of a autocratic, repressive, cruel, kill whom you like government are dashed. This evil piece of shit  missed out on Nazi Germany where he would have been most happy and hoped that he could guide a moronic Trump into a similar dystopia. With Biden as president, Miller will not longer get off on children in prison, and refugees sent back to their dangerous home countries. He'll have to face his disgust of fair laws, empathetic cabinet appointees, and that most hated thing of all, truth. Right now this wicked little troll is trying to create an alternate group of electors to overturn the will of the American people. I couldn't find a photo of Stephen Miller that expressed how evil he is. This will have to do. 


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Sunday, December 13, 2020

GIVING UP ON AMERICA.



What's amazing to me is that all these Trump fans grew up in America. They were free all their lives. They  could work where they wanted, travel where they wanted, be friends with whom they wanted. They had parks, movie theaters, grocery stores, sports stadiums, stores of every kind. They were free to dress as they liked, live where they liked and no authorities dictated any regulations based on their religion or friends or forbid them to be anywhere after dark. As a people they were horrified about the Nazi regime. Offended by the idea of communism. And couldn't conceive of being dragged from their home at night and tortured or murdered. They said they hated socialism, but liked free school for their children, free libraries, and many other perks of a free society. So why all of a sudden did they embrace a man so obviously egocentric. A man who often made comments to suggest his low opinion of the poor and middle class, who called the crowds at his rallies disgusting.  A man who succumbed to all the vices they felt were wrong:  lying, stealing, grifting, being a poor sport, cheating on your spouse. A man who so clearly hates women, which many of his devotees are. These are Americans. They grew up in a free country. They want their children to be free. So why are they so devoted to a man who wants to be a dictator, a king, a man who has shown he feels no devotion to them and now only wants what little money they can spend to show how much they honor him? Why?


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DANGER, RABID DOG.


 Alex Jones, like Trump and so many Trumpsters is a delusional paranoiac. When he said at a Trump rally that Biden would be removed one way or another, it was clear he was calling for violence. Our country has been far too lenient on nuts like Jones, and unless we start taking some action regarding veiled or unveiled threats there will be serious results. It's time our country ceases being emotionally blackmailed by unhinged bullies who are free to make all kinds of threats with impunity. Freedom of speech should not include freedom of threats. Right now there are millions of delusional Republicans running around loose. That is a tinder box. And nutcases like Alex Jones are the match that can ignite it.

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A VOTE FOR THEM IS A VOTE FOR GEORGIA, IS A VOTE FOR YOU. 


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THE TROLL UNDER THE BRIDGE.

Millions of Americans are suffering because Mitch McConnell is holding up a generous Covid relief package. Because of him Americans in need, including Georgians, are not getting the funds they require to  buy food, pay their rent, fill their gas tanks. One nasty man, Mitch McConnell, has the power to make millions of Americans suffer, and that's what he's doing.  But you could change all  the future power abuses of this bitter old man.  If you vote for Jon Ossoff and Reverend Warnock and they win,  McConnell will lose his hold on the U.S. Senate and be unable to continue with his mean-spirited selfish partisan behavior.  Do what's best for Georgia and what's best for America and what's best for you. Vote blue.

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Saturday, December 12, 2020

Trump tossed a coin this week to open the Army-Navy game, or as he calls them the Suckers vs.the Losers 

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THE RETURN OF REASON.


There is a movement afoot that posits that those employees of the U.S. who attempt to crush or weaken our democracy should not have their government jobs. This applies to as many as 126 treasonous Republicans who agreed to stand with Trump in a Supreme Court effort to defy the will of the people. They all knew the Joe Biden had won the election, and still took part in an attempt to overthrow a legal American election. If that is not an act of treason, what is? This situation is just beginning to boil and curdle now. Rep. Bill Pascrell (D.NJ) has called upon House Speaker Nancy Pelosi not to seat those reps and bar them from the House because they violated the Constitution by seeking to overturn a valid democratic election. In the past four years we have shown a shameful disregard for the law. Let us hope with a new administration, the laws of our land will once again be honored, beginning with punishing this gang of traitors.

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POOR LITTLE RICH MAN


 Trump is stupid, but he's not that stupid. So when he says, "We have not yet begun to fight" after losing endless court cases, including being rejected by the Supreme Court, he's lying, as usual. He doesn't intend to fight the election any more. But he wants his gullible, ignorant fans to think so and send him money so he can pocket millions for other lawsuits, like assaulting women, cheating on taxes, and skipping out on bills. And being adoring dopes, these poor and middle-class Trumpists will send $10 or $15 to this proclaimed billionaire. (Why anyone who says he has multiples of a thousand million dollars needs these donations is beyond me.) So while his fans are dealing with coronavirus, struggling to buy food, pay the rent and utilities, and keep their heads above water, Trump will be swimming in money, his voters' money. It's the same kind of scam that leading evangelists pull off, but without any promise of salvation. So if you're a Trump fan, you can take pride in going without so that Donald never has to deny himself anything. Suckers.

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SALUD!

Eric, Eric, Eric. Did you really think this photo was a clever way to promote your father? After all my warnings. Couldn't you see you were setting yourself up for another series of witty anti-Trump twitters?Who even knew they still sold Trump wine?  I thought it went bankrupt with all the other Trump failures. 

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THE CABINET WITCH

 Today on HuffPost there was a very earnest article by a student named Isaac Lozano addressed to Betsy Devos. Essentially he was appealing to her to realize that free college to students like him is a lifeline. Unfortunately he's wasting his time and writing skills. Betsy Devos is a billionaire who couldn't care less for anyone struggling to pay for their education. She is Secretary of Education in name only. The title like the title of Senator to Kelly Loeffler is merely a purchased status symbol like a thousand dollar purse. It requires no empathy, no heart, no funds. To Ms. Devos a lifeline is something she has seen somewhere on one of her yachts, but never used. Putting it politely Ms. Devos is a selfish, spoiled, pious old bitch and will bite the dust in January having left behind nothing of value, having done little for education, and learned absolute nothing herself.

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KEN PAXTON, ANTI-AMERICAN, ANTI-DEMOCRACY TRAITOR.


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FROM THE OVAL TO THE RUBBER ROOM.

Why are so many Americans and the news media pretending that Trump is even moderately sane when he is batshit crazy. Donald Trump is a mental case, certifiable, off the rails, a complete babbling idiot. Yet we indulge him, quote him, chronicle his every insanity as if they were justifiable news. This is a seriously deranged person who should have been impeached years ago or never given the office to begin with. There are nice mental cases and evil mental cases. He is obviously the latter: jealous, petty, malicious, delusional, troublemaking, narcissistic, destructive and almost every other human failing. Even the Republicans who champion him know he's nuts. but a convenient idiot to help them get what they want. In our history, we have never had a more despicable and worthless politician. Happily he will be out of office in January. That's when the lawsuits begin. I for one would love to see him rot in jail, but I suspect all his punishments will be mitigated by a plea of insanity.

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Friday, December 11, 2020

I WARNED YOU, JUNIOR.

You probably don't get my blog. That's a pity. Because I have frequently warned you, and your even dumber brother, to not attempt twitters or any kind of publicity. It always backfires. You have a history of dumb comments, which you thought were smart. And now here you are with everyone laughing at you because you couldn't spell radical. It's a word that is used in newspapers every day. But you probably never read  a newspaper. Still, I'll bet it's been used in Captain Marvel comics. Anyway, consider this: Any lack of education you evince reflects on your father, who has his own struggles with English. (He has never correctly used the word "badly.") Did you really attend quality schools? One would never guess it. And no one believes you wrote a book. Anyway, try to hold off until after Inauguration Day, when your whole crime family will be irrelevant, and you can behave as "radicle" as you like.

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WHERE ARE THE WIVES?

 Surely most of the 206 Republicans who are backing Trump's Supreme Court suit to overthrow the election of Joe Biden are married. I cannot believe that all these wives support their husbands in this insane suit. I cannot believe that these wives if they are mothers are eager for their children to grow up in dictatorship when they have themselves enjoyed all the freedoms of a democracy. One can only assume that these 106 supporters are lying to Trump, knowing this is a lost cause, and don't think they are destroying their credibility with their obsequious action. What they are doing instead is hammering another 106 nails into the GOP coffin, proving that the party is dead or barely alive with hardly a breath  of credibility. Whether these wives are, like their husbands, ardent Republicans or not, it is unlikely that they are admirers of our lazy, philandering, mendacious, heartless imitation of a human being President. Their husbands make the mistake of believing that the 70 million Americans who voted for Trump are  fixed. unchangeable and gullible enough to admire them because they defended Trump. Maybe instead Trump's poor sport behavior and willingness to destroy America has shown millions of former fans how  essentially weak he is. Especially now while they are dealing with the Coronavirus that is of no interest to Trump. So his 106 GOP dogs may be barking up the wrong tree. I wonder: when they decided to join this asinine lawsuit, did they consult their wives?

P.S. Ted Cruz has volunteered to argue Trump's case before the Supreme Court. I wonder how one of the few wives I do know about, Heidi Cruz, feels about that, after being publicly insulted by Trump.


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Thursday, December 10, 2020

DEAR GEORGIA:

 Let me remind you once again, if you haven't voted yet. Whether you're a Republican or Democrat, you should not vote for Purdue or Loeffler. As long as the Senate is Republican, it is ruled by Mitch McConnell, which means nothing will get done. Right now he refuses to provide Georgians with enough relief money to make your lives easier. He acts like it's coming out of his own stingy pockets. You already know that Purdue is a crook, and Loeffler is a shallow, spoiled millionaire who cares nothing for you or your family. She just likes being a Senator.  Regardless of your party, your life will be much more improved if your new senators are Ossoff and Warnock. Their winning will blast the obstructions in the Senate, weaken super-bully Mitch McConnell, and force the treasonous Republican Senators to remember they work for the American people and not for Trump or McConnell.

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Wednesday, December 9, 2020

DON'T BE A NEXT NERD.

Nothing on the Internet is more irritating to me than the NEXT traps.These are the features that pose a question or fact they hope will intrigue you enough to want the answer. Today is was  WOMAN REFUSES TO TIP. DOESN'T REALIZE WHAT SHE LEFT. Anyway in order to get the answer you will have to read small excepts of the story interrupted by a series of NEXT which will subject you to lots of advertising before the NEXT bit of information is revealed. You might spend 20 minutes going from NEXT to NEXT and when you get the answers it's usually not worth it. But the person who placed it will gain some profit from your curiosity and gullibility. I suggest you always quit at the very first NEXT if you don't want to feel like a sucker.

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EVIL TRUMP LAWYER SUED

JOE DIGENOVA, THE IDIOTIC VILLAIN
CHRISTOPHER KREBS, THE INNOCENT VICTIM

Christopher Krebs, the former head of U.S. cybersecurity, has filed a lawsuit against the Trump  campaign lawyer who suggested he should be shot. The suit accuses attorney Joe diGenova and the Trump campaign of defamation and emotional distress. Since diGenova's public comment led to death threats and forced the Krebs family to leave their home, this is an important suit that should not be ignored or dismissed. And if it is everyone will feel perfectly able to suggest publicly and with impunity  that anyone with whom they disagree is taken out and shot, hanged, burned at the stake, guillotined, etc. So let us hope this court does not set a precedent allowing this kind of idiotic and vicious public comment to go unpunished.

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About Me

The Cranky Copywriter
I am a retired copywriter. For 40 years I wrote for major agencies and developed some campaigns you would know. Like most writers, I love to give my opinion, and since I am so familiar with advertising this is the area I chose to comment on. Actually I'm not that cranky. I am as fond of as many things as I detest. But since most people only hear what one doesn't like, I might as well go with cranky.For my other blog idleideasfactory I am putting out there things I have written and ideas for books, screenplays, stage plays, and even products that I will not have time in life to follow through on. If anyone can profit from them, be my guest.
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