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testing 10.23.2005

2005-10-23T10:53:00.000-07:00

PENGUINS: COMIC, FLIGHTLESS, WEB-FOOTED LITTLE BASTARDS (JUST KIDDDING!)

2005-08-18T08:03:00.000-07:00

A few nights ago I watched, and loved, the new documentary film March of the Penguins. I'll say more about that in a bit. But, first, a word from Monty Python's Flying Circus on penguins:

Presenter: Penguins, yes, penguins. What relevance do penguins have to the furtherance of medical science? Well, strangely enough quite a lot, a major breakthrough, maybe. It was from such an unlikely beginning as an unwanted fungus accidentally growing on a sterile plate that Sir Alexander Fleming gave the world penicillin. James Watt watched an ordinary household kettle boiling and conceived the potentiality of steam power. Would Albert Einstein ever have hit upon the theory of relativity if he hadn't been clever? All these tremendous leaps forward have been taken in the dark. Would Rutherford ever have split the atom if he hadn't tried? Could Marconi have invented the radio if he hadn't by pure chance spent years working at the problem? Are these amazing breakthroughs ever achieved except by years and years of unremitting study? Of course not. What I said earlier about accidental discoveries must have been wrong. Nevertheless scientists believe that these penguins, these comic flightless web-footed little bastards may finally unwittingly help man to fathom the uncharted depths of the human mind. Professor Rosewall of the Laver Institute.

THE RIGHTEOUS, AND RIGHT, INDIGNATION OF A GREAT WRITER

2005-08-17T09:15:00.000-07:00

I avoid posting entire articles but this time I must make an exception. Here is E. L. Doctorow on President Bush and the sad state of our republic.

The Unfeeling President

I fault this president for not knowing what death is. He does not suffer the death of our 21-year-olds who wanted to be what they could be. On the eve of D-Day in 1944 General Eisenhower prayed to God for the lives of the young soldiers he knew were going to die. He knew what death was. Even in a justifiable war, a war not of choice but of necessity, a war of survival, the cost was almost more than Eisenhower could bear.

But this president does not know what death is. He hasn't the mind for it. You see him joking with the press, peering under the table for the weapons of mass destruction he can't seem to find, you see him at rallies strutting up to the stage in shirt sleeves to the roar of the carefully screened crowd, smiling and waving, triumphal, a he-man.

He does not mourn. He doesn't understand why he should mourn. He is satisfied during the course of a speech written for him to look solemn for a moment and speak of the brave young Americans who made the ultimate sacrifice for their country.
But you study him, you look into his eyes and know he dissembles an emotion which he does not feel in the depths of his being because he has no capacity for it. He does not feel a personal responsibility for the 1,000 dead young men and women who wanted to be what they could be.

They come to his desk not as youngsters with mothers and fathers or wives and children who will suffer to the end of their days a terribly torn fabric of familial relationships and the inconsolable remembrance of aborted life . . . they come to his desk as a political liability, which is why the press is not permitted to photograph the arrival of their coffins from Iraq.

How then can he mourn? To mourn is to express regret and he regrets nothing. He does not regret that his reason for going to war was, as he knew, unsubstantiated by the facts. He does not regret that his bungled plan for the war's aftermath has made of his mission-accomplished a disaster. He does not regret that, rather than controlling terrorism, his war in Iraq has licensed it. So he never mourns for the dead and crippled youngsters who have fought this war of his choice.

He wanted to go to war and he did. He had not the mind to perceive the costs of war, or to listen to those who knew those costs. He did not understand that you do not go to war when it is one of the options but when it is the only option; you go not because you want to but because you have to.

Yet this president knew it would be difficult for Americans not to cheer the overthrow of a foreign dictator. He knew that much. This president and his supporters would seem to have a mind for only one thing -- to take power, to remain in power, and to use that power for the sake of themselves and their friends.

A war will do that as well as anything. You become a wartime leader. The country gets behind you. Dissent becomes inappropriate. And so he does not drop to his knees, he is not contrite, he does not sit in the church with the grieving parents and wives and children. He is the president who does not feel. He does not feel for the families of the dead, he does not feel for the 35 million of us who live in poverty, he does not feel for the 40 percent who cannot afford health insurance, he does not feel for the miners whose lungs are turning black or for the working people he has deprived of the chance to work overtime at time-and-a-half to pay their bills - it is amazing for how many people in this country this president does not feel.

But he will dissemble feeling. He will say in all sincerity he is relieving the wealthiest 1 percent of the population of their tax burden for the sake of the rest of us, and that he is polluting the air we breathe for the sake of our economy, and that he is decreasing the quality of air in coal mines to save the coal miners' jobs, and that he is depriving workers of their time-and-a-half benefits for overtime because this is actually a way to honor them by raising them into the professional class.

And this litany of lies he will versify with reverences for God and the flag and democracy, when just what he and his party are doing to our democracy is choking the life out of it.

But there is one more terribly sad thing about all of this. I remember the millions of people here and around the world who marched against the war. It was extraordinary, that spontaneous aroused oversoul of alarm and protest that transcended national borders. Why did it happen? After all, this was not the only war anyone had ever seen coming. There are little wars all over he world most of the time.

But the cry of protest was the appalled understanding of millions of people that America was ceding its role as the last best hope of mankind. It was their perception that the classic archetype of democracy was morphing into a rogue nation. The greatest democratic republic in history was turning its back on the future, using its extraordinary power and standing not to advance the ideal of a concordance of civilizations but to endorse the kind of tribal combat that originated with the Neanderthals, a people, now extinct, who could imagine ensuring their survival by no other means than pre-emptive war.

The president we get is the country we get. With each president the nation is conformed spiritually. He is the artificer of our malleable national soul. He proposes not only the laws but the kinds of lawlessness that govern our lives and invoke our responses. The people he appoints are cast in his image. The trouble they get into and get us into, is his characteristic trouble.

Finally, the media amplify his character into our moral weather report. He becomes the face of our sky, the conditions that prevail. How can we sustain ourselves as the United States of America given the stupid and ineffective warmaking, the constitutionally insensitive lawgiving, and the monarchal economics of this president? He cannot mourn but is a figure of such moral vacancy as to make us mourn for ourselves.

SO MANY REASONS TO THANK CINDY SHEEHAN

2005-08-15T08:31:00.000-07:00

For holding our leader(s) accountable in the absence of news media that serve the public interest.
For facing up to the inevitable ridicule, childishness, and pure hatred that have captured the discourse of "conservatives," and giving them a chance to reveal themselves to the world as the sad and sadistic humanoids that they are.
For expressing the truth that working for peace is harder and more dangerous work than resorting to war.
For reminding those who voted for George W. Bush that they do not know what is best for the citizens of the U.S. and citizens of the world.
For proving that one person can make a difference and that every person must try.

"I like to believe that people in the long run are going to do more to promote peace than our governments. Indeed, I think that people want peace so much that one of these days governments had better get out of their way and let them have it."--DWIGHT D. EISENHOWER, 1959

BULL'S EYE

2005-08-13T11:03:00.000-07:00

Yet another worthless film from yet another former Saturday Night Dead "comedian" is in theatres, adding to the pervasive rotting-flesh and excrement stink of U.S. popular culture. I could only be speaking of Deuce Bigelow: European Gigolo. Produced by that walking, talking pillar of garbage Adam Sandler, and starring his cretinous crony Rob Schneider.

This excerpt from www.filmcritic.com captures my sentiments not only about Deuce, but about the majority of movies made in the past 15 years in the U.S.---

Let me leave you with a thought experiment: Imagine if one morning all the major Hollywood studio execs went into work and found the walls of their offices covered in shit. It wouldn’t be pleasant for them. But for a minute, at least, they would know how we feel every weekend as we walk out of the theaters.

THERE GOES JUSTICE ROBERTS'S NEIGHBORHOOD?

2005-08-09T16:12:00.000-07:00

Back after a jaunt to St. Louis, Missouri, the Mighty Mississippi, and a concert by the even mightier Bruce Springsteen. I neglect my blog for just a few days, and when I return--lo and behold, some opposition to John Roberts, the President's Supreme Court pick, has slithered out from among a nest of vermin under a Rock of Ages.

Seems that some of Bush's True Red supporters, those who wallowed in the bloodbath of Passion of the Christ and devour that series of cartoonish novels that combine half-assed science fiction with full-throttle fire and brimstone, are upset that Roberts worked on a case that defended the rights of human beings who have the audacity to presume that life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness is germane to their same-sexuality.

Repent, you son of a bitch!

Last week, those U.S. citizens who fancy themselves moderate Bush supporters, an oxymoron if I ever heard one, became a bit queasy when they heard their man boost the teaching of intelligent design, i.e. Protestant Christian Creationism, alongside evolutionary science. Now, they have something else to worry about--the emerging reality of organized opposition to J.R., but from folks who want damnation for dykes and fags.

(I imagine there'll be some sort of public renunciation on J.R.'s part of his involvement in that case, along with a pledge not to be an activist judge who has seditious and strange ideas about how our Constitution and Bill of Rights should apply to ALL Americans.)

Two observations: If you voted for Bush, you voted for all of the very worst flies and maggots that are drawn to the pile of shit that is his ideology, and this serves you right (and the rest of us, very wrong);

And, when is what passes for the Left in this country going to start making some noise and getting some media coverage by opposing J.R. for the right reasons?

LENNY BRUCE (BORN LEONARD SCHNEIDER, 10/13/1925, DIED 08/03/1966)

2005-08-03T08:53:00.000-07:00

"LENNY BRUCE" BY ROBERT ALLEN ZIMMERMAN

SPECIAL THANKS TO DANIEL JOSEPH "DANNY BOY" FITZSTEPHENS
Lenny Bruce is dead but his ghost lives on and on. Never did get any Golden Globe award, never made it to Synanon.

He was an outlaw, that's for sure, More of an outlaw than you ever were. Lenny Bruce is gone but his spirit's livin' on and on.

Maybe he had some problems, maybe some things that he couldn't work out. But he sure was funny and he sure told the truth and he knew what he was talkin' about.

Never robbed any churches nor cut off any babies' heads, He just took the folks in high places and he shined a light in their beds. He's on some other shore, he didn't wanna live anymore.

Lenny Bruce is dead but he didn't commit any crime. He just had the insight to rip off the lid before its time. I rode with him in a taxi once, only for a mile and a half, Seemed like it took a couple of months.

Lenny Bruce moved on and like the ones that killed him, gone. They said that he was sick 'cause he didn't play by the rules. He just showed the wise men of his day to be nothing more than fools.

They stamped him and they labeled him like they do with pants and shirts, He fought a war on a battlefield where every victory hurts. Lenny Bruce was bad, he was the brother that you never had.
Copyright © 1981 Special Rider Music

antiheroes of Wyoming history, the 1st in a series (collect them all!)

2005-08-03T08:44:00.000-07:00

Meet George "Big Nose" Parrott

(whether you want to or not)

checking in with IKE again!

2005-08-02T09:37:00.000-07:00

I hate war as only a soldier who has lived it can, only as one who has seen its brutality, its futility, its stupidity.

Dwight D. Eisenhower US general & Republican politician (1890 - 1969)

movies that matter to me, w/directors: as of august 2 2005

2005-08-02T09:20:00.000-07:00

a. high noon (fred zinnemann)
b. a face in the crowd (elia kazan)
c. dr. strangelove, or how i learned to stop worrying and love the bomb (stanley kubrick)
d. the leopard (luchino visconti)
e. eight and one-half (federico fellini)
f. lawrence of arabia + doctor zhivago (david lean)
g. the deer hunter + heaven's gate (michael cimino)
h. the godfather i + ii, the conversation, apocalypse now (francis coppola)
i. the battle of algiers (gillo pontecorvo)
j. mc cabe and mrs miller, the long goodbye, nashville, 3 women (robert altman)

and, the complete works of:
sam peckinpah + martin scorsese

YOU TELL 'EM, LAUREN BACALL!

2005-08-01T19:56:00.000-07:00

Overrating people is one American pastime that needs to end definitively but won't because of the pervasive penchant for hyperbole in the service of melodrama, self-congratulation for having opinions and the money to make them seem like they matter, and the pursuit of profits at the cost of aesthetic standards.

At the dignified and wise age of 80, Lauren Bacall (real last name Perske, and a relative of Israeli statesman Shimon Peres) is taking a stand against the hype.

Last year she set a journalist who called Nicole Kidman a "screen legend" straight. Uh, no, at age 37, with some outstanding movies and a bunch of mediocre ones, as well as genuine acting talent that makes me forget she was married to Tom Snooze, Kidman is not within a country mile of legendary status.

I'm sorry, that's a title that must be earned and must also be reserved for people who make resonant impacts on the medium in which they work, in this case cinema. Indeed, for people who bring CHANGE to that medium.

It gets better. Now, Bacall has said what so many of us have known for so long: "When you talk about great actors, you're not talking about Tom Cruise."

Again, the adjective great has become one that is used so indiscriminately, applied to so much superficiality and disposability, as to make one wonder if it ever meant anything.

I can think of precious few actors to emerge in the last 50 years who have earned the titles of legend or great. Marlon Brando, Paul Newman, Peter O'Toole . . . after that, it gets mighty thin.

One more example: in the local newspaper here in Lawrence, Kansas, Billy Bob Thornton is called one of America's "finest character actors."

BULLSCHITT!!!

I'm pretty sure Billy Bob himself would have a good long chortle at that. He is an interesting, perhaps amusing presence in certain films. But how many people recall him for Sling Blade, which came out only 10 years ago, and how many know him because he's got lots of tattoos, went down on Halle Berry in Monster's Ball (weak movie), and because Angelina Jolie and he used to drink each other's blood??

Fine character actors? We're talking John C. Reilly, Ed Harris, Morgan Freeman, and again, after this, I start struggling to come up with names. Artists who inhabit the characters they play and don't bring a bunch of tabloid baggage to the screen.

Next post, whatever I write about, I'll address something I like. And it'll be legendary, great, and fine, just you wait!

I LIKE IKE

2005-07-31T11:16:00.000-07:00

Another quotation from a Republican President whose leadership seems so very much a part of the distant past. We're talking light years here, folks.

Though force can protect in emergency, only justice, fairness, consideration and co-operation can finally lead men to the dawn of eternal peace.

Dwight D. Eisenhower
US general & Republican politician (1890 - 1969)

GETTING OUR PATRIOT ACT TOGETHER

2005-07-31T10:30:00.000-07:00

Want to know what the USA Patriot Act's really all about (other than the Bush Administration's talent for making George Orwell look like a piker, that is)? Sure you do.

It's an acronym for:

"Uniting and Strengthening America by Providing Appropriate Tools Required to Intercept and Obstruct Terrorism."

I learned this true fact (those are always the best kind, right?) from listening to Harry Shearer's weekly radio show.

The show's home base is a fine National Public Radio station in Santa Monica, California, a place I've never visited but someday will.

Harry is also known as Spinal Tap bassist and cucumber aficianado Derek Smalls, the voice of a wonderful cast of characters on The Simpsons, a Huffington Post blogger, a film director, and much more.

With all due respect to Jon Stewart, Al Franken, et al., Harry's Le Show is the funniest, smartest, and best cultural and political satire available in the US, and has been for 20 years.

War Hero Asks Republicans To Support Troops

2005-07-30T08:30:00.000-07:00

This is an Associated Press news story from 30 July 2005. During World War II, Inouye's right arm was severed in combat and he continued to fight after being wounded. For more information on Inouye and the valor of other Japanese-American WWII veterans, read Double Victory: A Multicultural History of America in World War II.

Inouye: GOP Not Doing Enough for Troops

Sen. Daniel Inouye, D-Hawaii, an Army veteran who lost his right arm in World War II, criticized Republicans on Saturday for not doing enough to help troops fighting in or returning from Iraq.

In the Democrats' weekly radio address, Inouye said Senate Republicans were focusing on legislation sought by the gun lobby while ignoring the needs of troops.

On Tuesday, the Senate put off completion of a $491 billion defense bill to act on the National Rifle Association's top priority: shielding gun manufacturers and dealers from liability suits stemming from gun crimes.

"For years, we've heard the president and congressional Republicans speak eloquently about honoring our troops," Inouye said. "But this week — when push came to shove — their priorities were different."

The senator added: "Our men and women who have served should not worry about funding for health care year after year, and our soldiers on the front lines should get the resources they need. Our Congress could consider our men and our women in uniform as our nation's top priority."

The gun bill cleared the Senate 65-31 Friday, with Inouye voting against it.

2005-07-29T14:27:00.000-07:00

Above: Actress Isabelle Huppert and Director Michael Cimino

working on Cimino's Heaven's Gate (1980)

An epic film set in 1890s Wyoming (home of the

real Elk Mountain)

Above: Huppert and Actor Christopher Walken

15th ANNIVERSARY: AMERICANS WITH DISABILITIES ACT

2005-07-29T10:12:00.000-07:00

Fifteen years ago this week, former President George H.W. Bush signed the Americans with Disabilities Act into law, mandating civil rights for people with disabilities for the first time in the history of the nation.

The law has changed this country for the better but there is still much room for improvement. There is also a great deal of ignorance about the law and about people with disabilities in general, and, not surprisingly, those who are more interested in profits than people continue to lie about and resist the law.

The U.S. Supreme Court justices, including some of its so-called moderates and liberals, have been hostile to the ADA in recent years and that situation is likely to grow worse with the choices of nominees during the 2nd term of George W. Bush -- an ironic situation given his father's support for the ADA.

Here are some important statistics from the U.S. Census Bureau:

37.5 million: Number of Americans older than 5 with at least one disability.

42 percent, 34 percent: Percentage of working-age men and women, respectively, who are employed.

847,000: Number of people ages 18 to 34 who have disabilities and are enrolled in school — 5 percent of all students in this age group.

2.5 million: Number of veterans who received compensation for service-related disabilities as of 2003.

Hackett For Congress

2005-07-28T15:12:00.000-07:00

If I still lived in Ohio, as I did from 1994-1997, I would vote for this man:
http://hackettforcongress.com/

A good Democrat and an Iraq War veteran - who served even though he believed that the war was wrong.

I'm Flattered

2005-07-28T13:43:00.000-07:00

This morning I found a comment that wasn't a comment on the post with the photos of Kan and Wolfie (see below). No, it was simply a link to a site that is dedicated to "destroying" so-called "Moonbats," which someone thinks I am. Seems that the likes of Michelle Malkin and David Horowitz, two of my favorite comedians and reactionaries, are key figures in internet campaigns to identify and try to intimidate those who dissent from Republican authoritarian rule over the Planet Earth.

That my humble blog became a target of opportunity for some solid citizen or citizens who think I'm stinking up their cultural atmosphere couldn't make me happier. But I wonder why they didn't put their comment on the post(s) in which I do offer seditious screeds? Instead, they went after my cats -- very typical of conservatives, picking on the least powerful inhabitants of this Land of Freedom. They made a mistake, however, in crossing the paths of not just one but TWO black cats (well, Kan is actually black and white).

Oh yeah, don't bother looking for the link. I deleted it. Just taking a page from George Bush's 2004 campaign, in which opponents and potential opponents were excluded from his revival meetings--uh, I mean, reelection rallies.

2005-07-25T19:25:00.000-07:00

Now, dear readers, here are some fine companions. These handsome devils are named "Kan" and "Wolfie." Once in a while, Wolfie PUKES, but other than that, you couldn't ask for a nicer pair of felines.

2005-07-25T15:21:00.000-07:00

Recently, against my better judgment, I've visited and posted at a blog entitled "Angry Republican Mom." And it sure lives up to its title, let me tell you. One of the posts criticizes "liberals" for criticizing President Bush in a manner that implies we know him personally.

Having always counted my non-personal acquaintance with the President as one of my many blessings, I don't think I am one of the vermin who have gotten stuck in ARM's seething craw.

However, the kinds of people the President chooses to shape the lives of the world's citizens is a valid reason to criticize him. I'm talking about, first, Dick Cheney, then John Bolton, and now, John Roberts, who is being given one of the freest rides to decades of dominance in the Supreme Court I've ever seen.

Now this is indeed disgraceful, and "liberal" Democrats should be subjecting this reactionary to a merciless grilling.

But no--and look who's jumping on the bandwagon. It's Hillary Clinton.

Usually, I have very little use for Michael Moore, but his assessment of Bill Clinton as "our best Republican president ever" is all too true. I've always considered the Clintons to be vastly overrated, but now I'm becoming hostile to them.

This country needs, and will have, a genuine Left Wing party soon, but the first step is to get away from all the B.S. hero and heroine worship of the Clintons and the Democratic Leisure Class.

2005-07-25T14:06:00.000-07:00

warren oates

"bring me the head of alfredo garcia"

welcome cooksferryqueen!!!

2005-07-25T10:21:00.000-07:00

I've just read the first guest comment to Elk Mountain, by my good friend and one of my favorite people, cooksferryqueen!

Thank you for making Elk Mountain a less lonely place -- I trust I'll be reading more of you!

(And if you have photos you'd like to share, "Bring 'em on!" to paraphrase our fearless leader!!)

why elk mountain?

2005-07-24T11:47:00.000-07:00

why not? seriously, I chose to name this blog after a feature of Wyoming's gorgeous landscape that has been accumulating interest in my memory banks ever since I was a kid and my dad and mom would take me on weekend driving trips in the regions of southcentral Wyoming, where we lived in a tiny town calle Sinclair from November 1971 to June 1977.

There's a picture of Elk Mountain I took in July 2005 on this blog--not the one with the cattle, that's from someone else. I stuck it here when I was experimenting. The huge old hotel photo and the stark photo of refinery stacks come from a brief visit to Sinclair. That town is where I grew up, assuming that I have in fact grown up. As most women know, growing up is something that challenges the typical male.

If you surmised that Sinclair is named after the Sinclair Oil Corporation, you hit the bullseye. But it hasn't always been called Sinclair. The town was founded by the Atlantic Richfield Corporation in the 1920s because they needed some sort of community to go along with the gargantuan oil refinery, which is now, I've heard, either idle or close to it. Sinclair itself sure is quiet, as evidenced by the closure of the sole bar in the town, once located inside the hotel pictured below. You know times are tough when a bar in a Wyoming town packs up the shot glasses and puts the guns behind the counter back up in their racks.

From the "Big Fucking Deal" department: Mel Gibson has inked a contract to direct his first movie since the smash (s)hit, "Passion of the Christ." In a startling career departure for Mel, the movie, whose working title is "Apocalypto," is said to feature abundant violence. Whatever the case, I'm sure Mel will correct those who crack wise about his new movie and "Apocalypse Now." He did something similar regarding Pier Paolo Pasolini's "Gospel According to Saint Matthew," which bothered him because it was "boring" and in black and white. Moreover, Pasolini had the gall to focus on Christ's gospel rather than his bloodletting. Plus, Pasolini was gay, and we know how Mel feels, so to speak, about those homos.

welcome to elk mountain

2005-07-24T11:16:00.000-07:00

My blogger name is bennyoates. It's my modest tribute to one of the most memorable movie protagonists in a favorite movie from an admired filmmaker, Sam Peckinpah (1925-1984). "Benny" is the protagonist in Peckinpah's 1974 picture, Bring me the head of Alfredo Garcia, recently preserved and released on DVD for the 1st time in the U.S. (other countries were ahead of the U.S. in appreciating this one).

Warren Oates, who died in 1982, played Benny, hence the use of the actor's last name. He wasn't simply a wonderful character actor, he was a wonderful actor. I miss him and Peckinpah a great deal, as you might have guessed. More than that, I miss the integrity and passion they brought to their movies, and they did a bunch of them together. I look for those qualities in today's cinema and I rarely find them.

Obviously, movies and actors and directors will be a topic on this blog. I need an outlet for my writing, daily, and the chance to share it with others whether they stumble onto this blog or seek it out.

Music will be another topic. In a little less than 2 weeks, I'm going to my 2nd concert by Bruce Springsteen. His work and values have shaped my work and values since I became a fan at age 14 in 1977. At this point, Springsteen's the only music artist whose new releases I buy the day they hit the stores. For me, his contributions to our national and individual stories have been a survival kit over the last 28 years. In these bleak times for the kind of America that my parents raised me to believe in, Springsteen's integrity is more valuable than ever.

Which is my cue for bringing up the political aspect of this blog. It's taken me a while (I'm almost 42) to begin to understand what it means to make positive and true contributions to one's country. I think that my biological father and mother, and my stepfather, made such contributions. Of these three, only my mother is still living. All three grew up in the Depression and worked hard and honestly. My father was a World War II veteran and my stepfather served in the U.S. Army infantry in the Korean War. These are humble people who paid their dues, played by the rules, and set good examples.

I think the current condition of the U.S., as ruled by Dick Cheney and Karl Rove, is an affront to my parents and people like them. There will be further comment on this in future posts.

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