Talk is Cheap
Todays adventure in digitilogy started a couple of weeks ago. Word came in that Rush Limbaugh had signed a contract for $400 million. That kind of money will buy a lot of painkillers.
I did question whether Rush was a good investment for that sort of coinage. His popularity seems to have peaked about the time of the Gingrich revolution. Even if he is at fourteen minutes and counting, someone thinks the last thirty seconds of his fame is worth nine digits of loot.
Then, one of the other radio whiners…probably Mike Gallagher…got jealous over another person getting a big contract. I didn’t catch the name right away, but soon found out that it was Sean Hannity.
I stalked Sean Hannity one afternoon. In the early nineties, I was working in a job downtown with lots of free time. Mr. H was a celebrity guest in a sparsely attended parade…probably veterans day. I followed his car for a couple of blocks, staring at him with a blank look, like I wasn’t too connected to the planet. Finally, he looked at me and said “are we having fun yet?” ”
But that wasn’t the best part of my search party. A technorati looksee for Sean Hannity yielded a bunch of stories about Micheal Savage.
Mr. Savage is not from the south. His former last name is Wiener. And he is like a kid who shouts cuss words at dinner, and loves the attention that he gets.
He has outdone himself lately. He was talking about autism. He should know that people know how to transcribe what he says.
” I’ll tell you what autism is. In 99 percent of the cases, it’s a brat who hasn’t been told to cut the act out. That’s what autism is. What do you mean they scream and they’re silent? They don’t have a father around to tell them, ‘Don’t act like a moron. You’ll get nowhere in life. Stop acting like a putz. Straighten up. Act like a man. Don’t sit there crying and screaming, idiot. ”
I can’t spill too many details, but I know a bit about mental illness. I have sat in on many “what can we do”conversations. There are a lot of unknowns, and perhaps some things could be handled better. But that does not excuse a man, who should know better, for trashing a lot of decent families.
Of course, some people still don’t get it. A conservative blog posted a piece called ” “This is why Michael Savage is the most hated conservative in America.” And someone left this in the comment thread: ” cant believe no one believes in free speech anymore… all of you so called conservatives have played directly into “Media Matters” trap! …good job”
Afghans in July
Afghanistan stays in the news. A major source of opiates, Afghanistan is one of the wildest places on earth. Guarding the historic trade routes between Europe and India, The Hindu Kush is home to some of the fiercest soldiers on the planet.
In 1979, the Soviet Union decided that it wanted a war with Afghanistan This conflict lasted ten years, and the Mighty Soviets lost. This was during the Cold War,and the United States wanted to do everything it could to hurt the Soviets, whom it considered an enemy. The Afghani forces fighting the Soviets received much aid from the United States, which was very helpful in its ultimate success.
The defeat in Afghanistan was a factor in the dismantling of the Soviet Union that happened soon after. Soon, the rebel factions began to fight each other for the right to rule the country, using the weapons given them by the United States. Eventually the Taliban won, and set up shop.
On September 11, 2001, The United States was attacked. Credit for the attack was given to Al Queda, which was based in Afghanistan To avenge this attack, Afghanistan was invaded by the United States. We are still there.
This feature is not about the wisdom of attacking a fierce people, for the purpose of revenge. It is not about the future of our occupation there, or in neighboring Iraq. It is about the Olympics.
In 1996 Atlanta hosted the Olympics. On the last day of the games, the Men’s Marathon was run.
The Marathon course went out Peachtree from downtown, and turned around near the end of the 23 Oglethorpe busline, in front of the funeral home. It then turned right, and went down Lanier Drive beside Oglethorpe University. It went down the street a couple of blocks, turned around in front of Oglethorpe Presbyterian Church (a former employer of mine), and came back to Peachtree. The runners turned right, and ran to the Olympic Stadium.
Being the slack person that I am, I had not gotten tickets to any Olympic events. The Marathon was a free event, and was walking distance from my residence. This was my last chance.
When I got there, I was amazed at the instant community that had assembled along the course. This remarkable event was almost over, and this was all I was going to see of it! The fact that it is more than many others saw was little comfort.
I walked alongside the course, and crossed Lanier Drive. This is important to the rest of the story.
The runners were a bit of an anticlimax. A pack of men in track uniforms, with the leaders in a bunch at the start. They ran past, went to the end of the course, down Lanier Drive, and hustled down Peachtree to the end of the race.
After the second appearance of the bulk of the runners, I was ready to go. However, there was a glitch. One runner was way behind the rest of the pack, and I could not cross Lanier Drive until he had gone by, and the course was opened for pedestrian traffic.
The last runner was from Afghanistan
After a few minutes, he appeared. He had a large bandage on one leg, which apparently had been injured.
He finished the race.
I could not run 26 miles if I was 100 percent. The Afghan ran the marathon with an injured leg, albeit 20 minutes behind the rest of the pack.
303 Ball and Chain
Sometimes a picture is exciting. Sometimes it is just something to keep busy. This is one of the latter.
There are things I like about the way it turned out. The interplay of colors at the middle of the cmc is nice. I like to think I learn something on all my projects, but I don’t know what it is on this one.
Technically, it is a mess. When I was cutting out the parts, I made a lot of mistakes. Look at the yellow border tile next to the N at the end.
As some may have guessed, this is my “real” name.
As for BallandChain, I was listening to Janis Joplin when I opened the picture log, and started to record this image. Is my name like a ball and chain? Not really, but you have to name something something.
BHO is in the war zone this weekend. As talk radio notes, this visit will be getting lots of coverage. It is amazing what scheduling something for a slow news week will do.
Last year, JSM went to Iraq. He was quoted as saying that Baghdad was safe to walk in, especially when you wear a flak jacket and have a helicopter or two covering you.
I wonder what exactly these bigshots learn on these trips to combat zones. The military will show them what they want them to see. BHO could see and hear the same things stateside, but without all the publicity.
Waffle House Reverie
12:15PM 071708 From a waffle house on hwy 155 in McDonough
When PG go to work, the first thing he heard was that he was going to deliver a box to McDonough. When he got there, the had to wait on the old machine to go back. While this was being done, PG went to a Waffle House to drink some noon coffee.
“I love your son to death,but I can’t understand him”
“He’s too fly”
“the next American Idol”
“You better catch them when their drunk”
The fishwrapper can be an ally when you have time to kill. This is the first time that PG has paid seventy five cents for the worthless ad rag.
PG decides to go to the Metro Section. The first thing to catch his eye is the Peach Buzz. Ron Wood is in alcohol rehab, Natalie Cole has hepatitis, and Ben and Jerry have a new flavor *out*…”Goodbye Yellow Brickle Road”.
It seems like Eyellton has a show soon in Vermont. This will be the fiftieth state that he has done a show in. This is not counting the various states of intoxication and mental disarray. Ben and Jerry are going to celebrate with a limited edition ice cream, with profits going to Eyellton’s AIDS foundation. ( PG wonders what accounting methods are used in these “profits go to” type of things)
PG heard an unconfirmed story about Eyellton and ice cream a few years ago. It seems like an ex bf wanted an ice cream shop as palimony. He got it. And what topping do you want on that banana split?
Moving on in the Metro section, there is a page of election results. This is known as filling the page without paying a reporter.
Vernon Jones and Jim Martin are going to runoff for the Senate nomination. There is no word on whether Vernon’s pal BHO will drop by to help out. In district 81, Chris Huttman beat Cecillia Hailey 811 to 369. That margin is too big to be credited to a blog post seen by less than fifty people.
A big hat tip to Joemyg-d for the cartoon. The grim reaper is said to be offended.
Operation Save America
I was enjoying monday morning, until I went up pill hill and saw the red tee shirts. The people in the shirts were anti abortion protesters. The slick signs had the “standard” slogans and pictures of mutilated fetii. This did not make me feel good about the rest of the day.
One lady was fashionably dressed, as she struck a pose beside her sign that begged to be photographed. Alas, I left my camera at home that day.
It seems as though Operation Save America...formerly known as Operation Rescue…is having a National Event in Atlanta this week. As their website says. “Will you heed the call and allow God to move through you this summer as the Church once again stands for Truth at the very gates of hell?” Hey, it does get hot here in July. Still, that is not a very nice thing to say about your host city.
Part of the economy here is based on meetings and conventions. This does bring a lot of money into our fair city. The flip side is, we are the captive audience for a lot of loud people with a message. Mostly, we just go on about our business until the vulgar idiots take their credit cards back home.
Many of these folk wear red tee shirts. They have a cross, and the slogan “Jesus is the Standard”. I dare say that very few of these people are the result of virgin birth. They do not meet the standard.
Another source of amusement for OSA is picketing gay pride events. Could it be that those sign wavers are saying more about themselves than about others? For that matter, how many of those women in these protests have had abortions?
Abortion is an issue I am concerned about. I wrote a post last year called ” Is Life Sacred”. Here is the money quote: Abortion and War are similar issues. Both are horrible, ghastly events. I have never participated in either, except as a sponsoring taxpayer. In the case of War, there are side effects to a society that wages war, no matter how just. It takes resources away from better uses, is damaging to the economy (except for a handful of profiteers), and is generally bad karma. The same can be said about abortion.
However, I stop short of saying we should never do either. Sometimes War is needed. (Often though, by the time a decision has been made to fight a war, the country has been railroaded into this action.) Sometimes Abortion is an appropriate measure. We need to keep the option open. However horrified I may be by abortion, I do not like the power happy politicians and ministers who exploit this issue for their own benefit. The same could be said for those who enlist Jesus in this process. Of course, as many times as Jesus and his believers have hurt me, the sign wavers can have him.
There is also a counter protest to this nonsense. Go here for more information.
Next week, another convention will be in town. And unwanted pregnancy will continue.
Georgia Primary
Tomorrow is the primary election in Georgia. On wordpress it is already Tuesday, but they run on G.M.T. and the election is in E.D.T. But then, maybe an election should be conducted on mean time.
I seriously worry about anyone who bases his vote on the word of a slack blogger. But, since you are reading, I will make endorsements. Just as long as the endorsement is not on a promissory note.
And before the clock strikes midnight in the Eastern daylight zone, Let us pay tribute to Sargent Friday on 714!
For U.S. Senate- As GriftDrift says, this nomination is a sacrificial lamb. Saxby Chambliss will probably win in a landslide, even though he deserves a term in jail. Whoever the Demos nominate will get stomped.
Considering this, I recommend Vernon Jones. He is leaving a secure job as the CEO of Dekalb County to run for the Senate. I say lets encourage this fools mission. He can steal from his campaign fund, and go around the state seeking sexual adventures.
For Dekalb County CEO- This race is to replace Vernon Jones. I don’t know much about this race, except that Ann Kimbrough is the Chief of Staff for Mr. Jones.( I used to work in a store where the manager would announce who the phone call was from when paging someone. One person, who was known to play, got a lot of calls from “Miss Jones”).
Burrell Ellis is a county commissioner, and some say he is the best man for the job. However, in the Dekalb Neighbor story about the race, he has this big grin on his face. I think he is up to something. I recommend Steen Miles, the other lady in the race. She looks like an honest person.
For Georgia House District 81- This is a no brainer. Chris Huttman left a comment on my blog yesterday, so of course you should vote for him. His opponent, Cecillia Hailey, sent me a postcard today. She says ” Chris Huttman supports an agenda that is against the traditional family”. What this has to do with support for Education and more intelligent transportation is a mystery to me.
Remember, whoever you vote for, be sure to vote. If you don’t vote, you can’t complain. This is the nation of whiners.
District 81
There are times when the business of being a slack blogger is just too much fun.
Tuesday is the Democratic Primary in Georgia. I confess to not being the most informed voter in the State. I was only aware of the Democratic contest for the district 81 when I got this postcard from Chris Huttman. It had a picture of a pair of handcuffs, with the slogan “This isn’t the type of jewelry people who want to represent us should be wearing” It seems like his opponent, a lady named Cecillia Hailey, has a problem with getting caught.
It is Saturday night, and I don’t have anything better to do than go to politicians websites to see who lies the most. First I go to Mr. Huttman’s facility.
He is a fine looking young man with a great smile. A ’98 graduate of Chamblee High School, Mr. Huttman bought one of the condos that have sprung up behind the antique stores in downtown Chamblee. According to LinkedIn, he worked in I.T. for the State Democratic Party. He had some connection to Cathy Cox, which caused Peach Pundit to be jealous. LinkedIn says he is currently employed as a Media Specialist at LUC media group. LUC is a media buying service specializing in Democratic Politicians. A google search of the LUC site does not show any reference to Mr. Huttman.
A look at his website shows this sentence: “I’m running for the State House as a Democrat to change the culture in the General Assembly that rewards incompetence and continues to focus on partisan bickering at the expense of real solutions to the problems of everyday Georgians. This is from a person whose primary issue seems to be the alleged criminal history of his opponent.
I suppose elections are supposed to be about issues, and Mr. Huttman does mention a few. He discusses education, healthcare, and transportation, and has valid things to say about all of them. Neither he nor Mrs. Hailey discuss Water, which is the most important issue our legislature will ever ignore.
If you type in http://www.cecilliahailey.com/, you see a picture of Mrs. Hailey speaking. She is wearing a T shirt, which seems to be her standard campaign outfit. This site is run by the Chris Huttman campaign to talk about Mrs. Hailey’s problems. If this is true, then it is not a pretty picture.
Out of a spirit of fairness, I decided to go to the website sponsored by Mrs. Hailey. The first line is “Cecillia Hailey is a small business owner and former public, private and University Professor in DeKalb County, the state of Georgia and abroad…She is dedicated, hardworking, compassionate and determined. She speaks conversational Spanish and is currently learning Hebrew. She has been married to Carlton Hailey for 16 years. They have 4 children, 2 dogs, 1 cat and a fish named Herman. Cecillia is now our district candidate for Georgia House District 81” She says she is a member of Congregation Shearith Israel.The issues she is concerned with are education and PDK.
On education, she says some interesting things. Among them ( the spelling is hers): “I am a third generation Educator…I also have 4 aunts that were also renouned Educators…Their expactations were clear.” “We need to build new schools and more schools. For example, Chamblee High School has toxic levels of mold, and rodent infestation. Cross Keys High School has leaks and old sewers.” Is this a comment about Chamblee graduate Huttman? Also, this reporter was a graduate of Cross Keys, and I believe what she says. Back to the candidate. “3. School uniforms should be mandatory to cut down on competition, inappropriate dress and increase student confidence and aid in school retention.””5. More funding needs to be placed in after school activities and athletics. This would help reduce crime rates after school, boredom, encourage higher learning and decrease childhood obesity.” On PDK, she makes more insightful comments “We must all live with the PDK airport. However, since PDK is a private airport, It is not subject to as many rigourous security restrictions and regulations as Hartsfield/Jackson. Because of this, drugs have easy access to arive in our city. Moreover, because security is not a major priority, any terriorist can park their plane at the airport and walk to CDC.” Mrs. Hailey does not discuss the charges of criminal behavior, nor does she discuss the water crisis.
Mr. Huttman and Mrs. Hailey are competing for the Democratic nomination for House Seat number 81. The opponent in the November election will be Jill Chambers, who is a piece of work herself. This may be a good time to vote none of the above.
Is Prayer that Great?
Prayer is not always a good idea.
That is up there with G-d and Motherhood, but somebody has to say it.
Many of my objections are in the phrase, ” Prayer is talking to G-d, and Meditation is Listening.”.
In our culture, we love to talk and don’t have time to listen. Talking is yang, active, power. Listening is ying,receptive, passive, and indicates respect for the person you are paying attention to. This is difficult for many.
Of course, no one ever says ” I am going to meditate for you”. Although maybe you should.
Prayer is used as an aggressive weapon. “I am going to pray for you” is the condescending conclusion of many a religious argument. I have had it shouted at me like a curse.
There is the matter of prayer as entertainment. While this may be cool to those who are on the program, it can be repulsive to others. Once I volunteered to lead the prayer before a dinner. Here is the story, with some more cool pictures.
Now, prayer is not a completely bad thing. One of the cherished memories of my father is the brief, commonsense blessings he would give before meals. In the context of a church service, prayer plays a useful function. Some famous prayers are beautiful poetry. In Islam, the daily prayers are an important part of the observance. Who am I to say it is wrong? ( A note to the Muslim haters…We are all G-d’s children)
When someone is in a bad way, people want to think they can help. Arguably it does not hurt to pray for someone, but it is nothing to boast about.
My problem is when people are proud of their prayers. There are few as prideful as a “humble servant”. While it may mean something to you, not everyone is impressed. And in a religion obsessed with converting others, you should care what man thinks. .
771 Spring Street
I got an email the other night urging me to sign a petition. The intent of the petition was to urge Georgia Tech not to tear down the Crum and Forster building at 771 Spring Street.
I worked for a few years in an adjacent building. During this time, this part of Midtown did a 180 degree turnaround. A big part of this change was the construction of the Tech Square Complex. This was a psychological breakthrough for Tech, to expand the campus on the east side of the Freeway. Some of the petition signers say that Tech intends to expand all the way up to North Avenue.
The current plan is to destroy the building, and replace it with a grassy field. I cannot see Tech letting such costly real estate lie unused. Maybe we are going to have a Presidential Motorcade along Spring Street, and need a grassy knoll. .
Now, the building in question would need serious renovation. It may not be economically feasible to save it. While the exterior is glorious, my visits to the interior recall a dilapidated mess. And this is Atlanta, where Historic Preservation is a dirty word. The patron saint of this town is William Tecumseh Sherman.
A few years ago, there was an apartment building on tenth street that many wanted to save. It was a residence of Margaret Mitchell, who called it “The Dump”.There was an effort to tear it down, and people who wanted it saved. Then, the building caught on fire. There was a police precinct in the building next door. The building burned anyway, and then there was a second fire. Finally, a Museum was built on the site, contrary to the wishes of Margaret Mitchell.
Don’t be surprised if there is a fire at 771 Spring Street.
There is a petition to save the building. I have reviewed the list, and there are lots of duplicates, and thus difficult to tell exactly how many individuals are on it. Famed Tech Alumnus George P. Burdell is number 1879.
It would be a shame to let this building, and block, go. There are brick sidewalks on fourth street, with crab apple trees near Spring Street. In the fall, I would go out back and pick my morning snack. Atlanta is such a homogenized region, with almost no character. If 771 Spring is destroyed, there will be that much less.
Paris 1919
It was Wednesday morning, which meant the Neighbor Newspaper was delivered to the house. After reading the musings on the editorial page, I looked at the front page. The candidates for Dekalb County CEO were on display.
Dekalb CEO is a powerful position. The current big dog, Vernon Jones, is running for the U.S. Senate. I realized as I looked at the smiling faces that I knew almost nothing about the contenders. Choosing a county boss man/lady based on a smile and a hairdo is more common than many imagine.
All five are black, so race is not a factor. The county seems to be going smoothly, although there are things that I do not know. Maybe eeny meeny mienee moe will work.
Next Tuesday is the First Primary election. The first decision is whether to vote Democratic or Republican. In 2006 Ralph Reed needed to retire, so I went Republican. This year, the action seems to be on the Democratic side.
The other race to ponder next Tuesday is the Democratic candidate for U.S. Senate. Vernon Jones is going to try to win a major statewide race as a Black Man. The other candidates include a former TV reporter and assorted party hacks.
I would really like to see Incumbent Saxby Chambliss spend more time with his family. Shortly before the invasion of Iraq, I sent my representatives a letter stating my opposition to the war. I didn’t hear back from Mr. Chambliss for a while. When he did reply, he sent a cheerful letter about the wonderful progress we were making in the war on terror. I wonder if his office even read the letter that I sent. The man does not represent me.
Peroxide Humor
PG was abandoning the periods in his name once and for all. It was just too much trouble, and besides it implied that PG stood for something. After all, the S in Harry S Truman did not stand for anything. Harry S Truman was a fine President who only started one war.
PG knew one thing for sure, he was tired of serious subjects. There is just too much seriousness in the world. Besides, Sears had merged with K Mart, and closed that fabulous outlet store on Buford Hiway.
PG started collecting jokes, and other things that caught his eye. One of them was a blond joke, courtesy of yellowdoggrannie.
A blind man and his guide dog enter a Bar and find their way to a bar stool. After ordering a drink, and sitting there for a while, the blind guy yells to the bartender, “Hey, you wanna hear a blond joke?” The bar immediately becomes absolutely quiet. In a husky, deep voice, the woman next to him says, “Before you tell that joke, you should know something. The bartender is blond, the bouncer is blond and I’m a 6′ tall, 200 lb. blond with a black belt in karate. What’s more, the woman sitting next to me is blond and she’s a weight lifter. The lady to your right is a blond, and she’s a pro wrestler. Think about it seriously, Mister. You still wanna tell that joke?” The blind guy thinks a moment and says, “Nah, not if I’m gonna have to explain it five times.”
The event which put the peroxide in the bottle for this post involved an inactive blog. Now, there are supposedly a hundred million or so blogs in existence. Of those, maybe a hundred are actively posting. The rest go into nogoblogland. One of these inert bandwidth vampires is Jokesandhumoronline. And sure enough, in their farewell post, they had a blond joke.
The Blond Bird Lover
You were the sexy blond woman at the Marina Safeway last night at about 6:30. Well, I guess technically you entered the store at 6:27 and left at 6:48 (I like detective shows). I was the guy in the poultry section who kept lifting the frozen chickens out of the freezer, holding them above my head, screaming ?be free? and then dropping them on the ground. A few weeks ago, I saw a story on Dateline about a boy who had fallen through the ice and been declared dead when his nearly frozen body was pulled from the lake, only to be resuscitated minutes later. You can see where this is going; we know the chickens are frozen, but are they really dead? My role here may seem purely humanitarian, but it?s also practical. Who wants to buy a chicken, take it home and then realize they suddenly have a new pet? Anyway, I could tell by the way you were looking at me that you liked the cut of my jib. If you remember, I asked you your name and you said “I. Carrie Mace.” Cool name. Kind of like the architect, I.M. Pei, I guess. But you left so suddenly, I couldn?t get your number. Coffee?
So Carrie White married a man named Mace. PG hopes they are happy together.
Back when PG was working at Redo Blue, there was a memo from management. It seems that people were writing unhelpful emails on company computers. The thoughtful management issued a list of subjects that were not appropriate for emails from company computers. Along with race, religion, and national origin, employees were not to send emails about hair color.
When PG was a child, his mother told him about a song. The lyrics fascinated PG for years, until he found them online. He also found out that this song sometimes was about Gladys, but usually was about Alice.
Alice, where are you going? “Upstairs to take a bath.”
Alice, with legs like toothpicks and a neck like a gira-a-a-a-afe.
Alice, into the bathtub, pulled out the plug and then.
OH MY Goodness, OH MY SOUL,
there goes Alice down that hole. Alice, where are you going?
Glub, Glub, Glub.
Last but not least, there is this heartwarming tale. This was sent out as an email, and did not mention hair color.
A TRUE SOUTHERN LADY………..A very gentle Southern lady was driving across the Savannah River Bridge in Georgia one day. As she neared the top of the bridge, she noticed a young man fixing to jump. She stopped her car, rolled down the window and said, ‘Please don’t jump, think of your dear mother and father.’ ‘Mom and Dad are both dead; I’m going to jump.’ ‘Well, think of your wife and children.’ ‘I’m not married and I don’t have any kids.’ ‘Well, think of Robert E. Lee.’ ”Who’s Robert E. Lee?” ”Well bless your heart, just go ahead and jump, you dumb ass Yankee..
comment moderation
Ordinarily, I enjoy comments. Except when it starts out “Gay pride? Proud of what…a bottled up inner conflict”
The product didn’t get any better. There were over 4600 words of this nonsense. Comment moderation is a wonderful invention.
I only glanced over the output. There is no point in absorbing that poison for the sake of writing a reply. A few of the paragraph openers, like “Homosexuality is a destructive, suicidal behavior. As a note, pedophilia also has similar origins as homosexuality.” tell the general nature of this type of writing. The fact that the Bible was liberally quoted brings shame to that book. The idea that this book is considered the “Word of G-d” is appalling.
I did a word replacement for “Jesus” and only found one reference to him. It is a very good bet that the author of this work is a Jesus Worshiper There are those who find quotes from Jesus, in the same Bible, where Jesus criticizes this sort of human bashing.
I see Jesus in the words and deeds of his believers. The author of this comment uses stronger rhetoric than most, but his basic ideas about Gay life are not that far from the mainstream. Is this the true Jesus, or the warped product of industrial religion?
There is also the matter of the misuse of technology. This rant was not written from scratch. It was pasted from a database somewhere. There are probably instant rants available for a number of issues. While databases and word processing are great inventions, they have potential for abuse.
On that note, the Bible was one of the first books to be published when the printing press was invented. The concept of a written cannon in one volume is one of the reasons why Jesus Worship has become as popular as it is. This “Word of God” concept is quite different from how many other religions operate. Here again, not all change is progress.
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