Skynyrd and DeSantis kick out the Southern jams

Some of you may remember when I posted on a new Van Zant brothers tune celebrating “Sweet Florida” and its governor not too terribly long ago.



Well, don’t look now, but the other shoe has officially dropped.

Watch: Ron DeSantis Makes Surprise Appearance at Lynyrd Skynyrd Concert, Crowd Chants ‘USA!’

Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis (R) made a surprise appearance at a recent Lynyrd Skynyrd concert in Hollywood, Florida, where the stunned crowd erupted in loud applause and chanted “USA!”

DeSantis appeared onstage with his wife, Casey, and their children, during the band’s show Sunday at the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel & Casino.

Lynyrd Skynyrd has made no secret of its admiration of De Santis.

Earlier this year, lead singer Johnny Van Zant and his brother, Donny Van Zant, released a new single dedicated to the governor titled “Sweet Florida.”

The song includes the lyrics: “You can take it to the bank, he don’t care what Brandon thinks at the White House / He’s fighting for the right to keep our state free / Well he’s taking on the swamp and he’s calling out Dr. Fauci / He’s the only one fighting for you and me.”

Florida First Lady Casey DeSantis has reportedly announced that the Jacksonville band has donated $100,000 to help those affected by Hurricane Ian, with the amount matched by the Seminole tribe.

A hat tip and a hearty “good on ya, fellas” to all involved. I know some folks don’t quite trust DeSantis; certainly, he ain’t perfect, just like all the rest of us ain’t. But speaking strictly for myself, barring some truly monumental betrayal, this immortal quote alone guarantees I’ll always love the guy: “I will not, Joe, and you can go fuck yourself.”

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The Louvin Brothers

So in a conversation with my mom, who considers herself a country music devotee, an astonishing gap in her musical education came shamefully to light: she had never heard of the Louvin Brothers, AT. ALL. Needless to say, I straightaway raced over to YouTube so as to put her back in the good graces of the Lord again. To wit:


The Louvin Brothers story is a fascinating one, which is true of a great number of legendary country artists from the 50s and 60s Golden Age of the genre.

The Louvin Brothers were an American musical duo composed of brothers Ira (April 21, 1924 – June 20, 1965) and Charlie (July 7, 1927 – January 26, 2011) Louvin (né Loudermilk). The brothers are cousins to John D. Loudermilk, a Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame member.

The brothers wrote and performed country, bluegrass and gospel music. Ira played mandolin and generally sang lead vocal in the tenor range, while Charlie played rhythm guitar and offered supporting vocals in a lower pitch. They helped popularize the vocal technique of close harmony in country and country-rock.

After becoming regulars at the Grand Ole Opry and scoring a string of hit singles in the late 1950s and early ’60s, the Louvin Brothers broke up in 1963 due in large part to Charlie growing tired of Ira’s addictions and reckless behavior. Ira died in a traffic accident in 1965. They were inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame in 2001, and Charlie died of cancer in 2011. Rolling Stone ranked the Louvin Brothers No. 4 on its list of the 20 Greatest Duos of All Time.

As a great many brother- and/or sister-duos (think the Everly Brothers, just to name one example) seem to have in common, Charlie and Ira could not possibly have been more different in terms of character and personality and thus, as with Don and Phil Everly, the boys didn’t get along worth a damn. While both the brothers were devoutly Christian, steeped in the teachings of their Southern Baptist faith, Ira was something of a hellraiser nonetheless, with a serious bent towards boozing, brawling, and chasing those wild, wild women. Charlie, for his part, was much more conservative, quiet, and straitlaced.

Which makes Ira’s story the more interesting of the two, at least for me.

In 1963, fed up with Ira’s drinking and abusive behavior, Charlie started a solo career, and Ira also went on his own.

Ira died on June 20, 1965, at the age of 41. He and his fourth wife, Anne Young, were on the way home from a performance in Kansas City when they came to a section of construction on Highway 70 outside of Williamsburg, Missouri where traffic had been reduced down to one lane. A drunken driver struck their car head-on, and both Ira and Anne were killed instantly. At the time, a warrant for Ira’s arrest had been issued on a DUI charge.

How ironic, that a man with his own LE want for DUI should get snuffed in a head-on crash with…a drunk driver.

After the tragic split that ended the Louvin Brothers as a brother-brother singing duo for good, Charlie went on to have significant success as a solo artist. This next selection (from 1968, I believe, three years after his brother’s demise) is one I consider to be probably the most beautiful songs I’ve ever heard, in any musical genre.


Gorgeous, plangent vocal harmonies; a real earwig of a guitar riff; a forlorn, plaintive lyrical narrative that penetrates the heart so deeply it actually, literally hurts to hear—man, if THAT ain’t country music, I sure don’t know what might be.

As it happens, up until The Sugar™ rendered my entire life all pear-shaped for me, I had a side-project yclept the Parodi Kings with two of my perennial partners in musical crime: Tom “Mookie” Brill, and one of my oldest and dearest friends, known here in the CF comments section as simply “brack.” Also as it happens, the Parodis regularly performed both of the above Louvins classics. I suspect they might be findable on YT someplace or other, but ain’t gonna go trying to dig ’em up right now myself because reasons.

Any interested parties should try poking around on Eric Benson’s YT channel, if he has one; he’s a friend of ours who for several years there took down every one of our shows via videocam, and made some really terrific, high-quality recordings too. If you do decide to go a-hunting, be sure to watch our version of “War Pigs” by Black Sabbath. That one makes me giggle to this very day, I swear it does. Take my word for it, folks, you haven’t truly lived until you’ve heard that song played on the doghouse bass.

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The lady has balls

Dear Woketard Leftists:

FUCK YOU.

Sincerely, JK Rowling.


I’m beginning to think Ms Rowling is the pluperfect example of what Sinatra meant when he complimented some particular strong, self-assured, take-no-shit woman as a “great broad.” She also demonstrated that, unlike her shitlib tormenters, for her “classy” is more than just a word with no real meaning or relevance via this touching tribute to recently-deceased actor Robbie Coltrane, who was simply outstanding as Hagrid in the films based on Rowling’s brilliant Harry Potter series.


Well done and good on ya all the way ’round, ma’am. The whole world mourns your personal loss right along with you.

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“I don’t condone this shite”

Nor do I, sir. Nor do I.

Woke Culture is Shite
The woke culture being promoted today by the regime’s media and pansy corporations is utter shite. This new shite culture has penetrated nearly every aspect of our civilization. From kindergarten grooming of children to “sexy” underwear ads to college sports to the military, woke culture is in our faces daily. Gender Dysphoria and Critical Race Theory are promoted, celebrated, and pushed into every nook and cranny. The goal seems to be the destruction of Western Civilization.

It absolutely is, yes. As a first step, though, the purpose is to completely demoralize all those who still harbor some residual fondness for it, despite…well, everything it’s become.

Every day I see new places I would have never guessed this shite culture could enter. Yesterday I was reviewing the rewritten By-Laws produced by a law firm for my condominium and found this shite:

Plurality; Gender. Wherever the context so permits, the singular includes the plural, the plural includes the singular, and the use of any gender includes all or no genders.

What? No! I don’t condone this shite. As President of the Board of Directors, I will call for a vote—The legal documents of this Association shall incorporate the fact that there are two English pronouns for the two human genders, “he” and “she.”

Apparently, I need to forward this meme to our condo attorney. And perhaps to my State legislators who wrote the Condominium Law, as some of the shite in the new documents was mandated by politicians in Tallahassee telling us how to run our home. Check your pants, sir.

There are about 37 trillion cells in the human body. Each one shows if a person is a man or a woman (setting aside the minuscule number of intersex cases). “Identifying” as something different from 37 trillion facts doesn’t change reality. Males have a Y chromosome, while females do not. This isn’t hard, folks.

“You can ignore reality, but you can not ignore the consequence of ignoring reality.” – Ayn Rand

Wear whatever clothes you want, and pick the name you want. Fine, I could care less. But don’t tell me to use a pronoun that is obviously wrong or one that is not even English. I am not going to participate in this shite culture. I am not going to misgender someone by referring to an obvious human male as “she.”

Recognition of the problem is the first step psychologically. Then rejection, then the determination of solutions, then action. Reject what you know is wrong. Refuse to participate. Call them out. Expose the shite.

The people and organizations promoting this culture are also in control of politics and hence are in control of the government. Shite culture is now in Congress and in the White House. It’s in the Army, the Department of Education, and the FBI. To fix D.C. requires fixing culture. Fixing the culture requires sound philosophy.

Voting as a solution is working from the downstream end upwards; likely hopeless. It is trying to fix politics when the problem is derived from bad culture and rooted in bad philosophy. It is pushing on a rope. We need good philosophy to promote good culture. Downstream politics will then follow.

In 1776 the dominant philosophy and the downstream culture in America supported individual rights, responsibility, and limited government. Truth and reality were highly valued. The Founders would have considered it ludicrous for the government not to know what the difference between a man and a woman is. The government, politics, and Washington D.C. produced by this philosophy and culture was sound, just, moral, and based on objective reality.

Fix the culture by promoting good philosophy—or give it up as a problem of irreconcilable differences and divorce. A large part of America adamantly opposes this shite. The question is if we can remain a union with such stark cultural differences.

The real question at this point is, who in their right mind would even WANT to?

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Charlatans

Michael Anton deftly skewers the loathsome, treacherous snake in the grass Bill Kristol, among several others.

One astonishing feature of the present era is that it is now common for former friends to hurl the vilest insults, to make the wildest accusations, and then honestly expect to be treated in return like an old pal. This is not the Washington slogan “We’re all friends after five o’clock,” Ronnie and Tip getting a drink in the Oval as the sun sets (which anyway never happened). This is viciousness expecting to be reciprocated with oblivious graciousness.

Who does this? The answer turns out to be: a lot of people. Did people used to behave like this? Not in my experience, nor do I find examples in literature. I have experienced a few, however, in my own life.

This fall, I gave a speech at the Philadelphia Society, a notable conservative gathering founded in the wake of the 1964 Goldwater defeat. I was asked to answer the question “what do the founding principles require of us today?” I discussed my proposed talk in advance with Society President R.J. Pestritto, a longtime friend and now colleague. He and I agreed that I would address the increasing tendency of conservatism, or at least of conservatives, toward historicism: the idea that political right is contingent on its historical situation. In particular, I planned to criticize what I consider conservatism’s tendency toward so-called “rational historicism”: the notion that history has an upward direction, that “progress” somehow makes awful calamities in the human past impossible to recur in the future. The American founders, I would claim, did not believe this. They may have hoped that their revolution would, mirabile dictu, turn out to be permanent,

Not so, actually, at least in Thomas Jefferson’s case. In his justly renowned letter to William Stephens Smith, which I shall never tire of re-quoting here, he explicitly spelled it out:

God forbid we should ever be 20 years without such a rebellion. The people can not be all, and always, well informed. The part which is wrong will be discontented in proportion to the importance of the facts they misconceive. If they remain quiet under such misconceptions it is a lethargy, the forerunner of death to the public liberty. We have had 13 states independant 11 years. There has been one rebellion. That comes to one rebellion in a century and a half for each state. What country before ever existed a century and half without a rebellion? And what country can preserve its liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.

Sounds a lot to me like Jefferson, for one, far from hoping for permanence, would be appalled at the American nation he helped create stagnating for so very long under the same ever-expanding, ever-more-oppressive central government. Clearly, the concept of a fundamental right to revolution is manifestly indispensable to the preservation of “the public liberty,” in Jefferson’s estimation. The two ideas are inextricably entwined; absent the former, the latter cannot long endure. Onwards.

but they did not assert that human nature had (or could) permanently change for the better, or that tyranny could never recur. Hence they claimed that the right of revolution—the right of the people to alter or abolish tyrannical government, and establish a new one—is the most fundamental of all political rights, the one on which all the others rest.

I predicted to R.J., and then predicted in the speech itself, that the right of revolution would be denounced simply because I cited it, and that I would be accused by “conservatives” and former friends of calling for violence. Right on cue, both predictions came true. Leading the charge was America’s foremost former conservative, Bill Kristol.

I have, or had, known Bill for almost 30 years. We were quite a bit friendlier than Gabe and I ever were. When Bill turned on me, he turned hard. No consideration was given for all that time, all those conversations, all those prior agreements. I know I am not nearly alone in this.

Despite Bill’s constant insults, calumnies, and attacks over the past six years, I’ve never once said or written a public word against him. I hesitated for many reasons, of which I will mention two. First, I admire his parents, both of whom I consider to be high intellects and benefactors of the nation. I even had lunch with his father when I was 23, a high point of my young life as a wannabe Washington intellectual.

My placidity began to give way when Bill first called me a Nazi—and then did it again, and again after that. As I have explained elsewhere, people who call you a Nazi are not your friends. They are your enemies. They mean to hurt you.

About two years after that, I attended a conference where Bill was present. I had not seen him at all in the intervening time. He greeted me with a big grin as though nothing had happened and said that, since he was sick, he would understand if I didn’t shake his hand. Of course I didn’t, but—the chutzpah! As if I would! More to the point, why would Bill himself want to shake a “Nazi’s” hand?

Bill is a double Harvard graduate—A.B. and Ph.D. He was, as noted, a student of one of the three or four greatest conservative minds of the past 100 years. He wrote his dissertation on the Federalist. He ought, therefore, to know something about the American founding.

Why, then, does he deny the right of revolution? Actually, he didn’t—not explicitly. Granted, 280 characters doesn’t give one the latitude to say much. But that’s the clear implication of his attack. If my speech were so objectionable, it could only be because the assertion that the right of revolution exists—the only assertion I made—is objectionable.

Did Bill always feel this way about the right of revolution? Or is he only now against it because I’m for it? Does he think it wasn’t present in the founders’ thought? How then does he explain away the two specific explications of it in the Declaration of Independence?

In fact, I can find almost no position Bill used to hold that he hasn’t since repudiated. He was against abortion and Roe before he was for them. He used to be against the normalization of homosexuality. Do his new leftist allies know that? In almost every respect—from criminal justice to taxes and spending to the culture war—Bill not very long ago was not merely a Republican but a conservative Republican. He has not merely abandoned all these positions without explanation; he attacks with venom all his former friends who still hold them.

The only issue over which Bill has been consistent over the last 20 years is war. He’s for it! Here again is a grave issue where honest men can disagree. But Bill is not content to disagree, much less to give the benefit of the doubt to any of his former friends who question the wisdom of the last 20 years of war. You are either for maximalist interventionism—in the present context, that means arming Ukraine—or you are a wicked person. No leeway is allowed for genuine differences of opinion, or even prudential miscalculation. Bill is entirely Manichaean on this (and every other) topic.

This is perhaps understandable. Bill is best known for his vociferous support of the 2003 Iraq war. “Support” is really too mild a word because, while it may be hard to remember, Bill was extremely influential back then. More than anyone else outside of government, he made that war happen.

Full disclosure (which I have disclosed many times): I supported it, too. One difference is that by 2007, I saw clearly that it had been a horrible mistake. Bill never has. Not that he (or anyone) should repudiate a position he sincerely holds.

But it is reasonable to ask how anyone can still sincerely hold that position. The Iraq war was a catastrophe. It failed to accomplish its stated ends. It killed thousands of Americans, hundreds of thousands of Iraqis, and crippled many more from both countries, many of them women and children. It cost trillions of dollars. It destabilized the Middle East for a generation and counting. It intensified deep divisions in the American public and the Republican Party. It got Barack Obama elected twice (against Bill’s stated wishes both times).

Even partial responsibility for a disaster of this magnitude is enough to break the psyche of anyone possessed of a modicum of introspection. If that’s what happened to Bill, he should have our pity. Not that he’s behaved in a way to deserve any.

Bill’s hit squad aside, my biggest criticism of him is his blinkered field of vision. Bill enjoyed one of the greatest gifts anyone of an intellectual bent could wish for: a great teacher and exposure to the greatest books.

What has he done with all of that? Uncritical support of Biden, Kamala, Fauci, Mark “White Rage” Milley, “Admiral Rachel” Levine, COVID lockdowns, BLM riots, pre-dawn raids, pre-trial detention, pre-teen genital mutilation. This is where reading the Bible, Thucydides, Xenophon, Plato, Aristotle, Cicero, Locke, Montesquieu and the founders led him?

The great thinkers whom Bill once claimed as sources of inspiration were all dissidents—dissidents, especially, from the prevailing orthodoxies of their times. Bill, by contrast, is a supporter of orthodoxy, an enforcer of leftist pieties, a (well-paid) regime hitman.

The rest of Anton’s piece is precisely the kind of taut, well-reasoned rhetorical bloodletting we’ve come to expect from the man. His arguments are air-tight and entirely unassailable, impervious to the juvenile pokings and proddings of capering mental dwarves like Kristol for one reason above all others: those arguments are constructed upon an intellectual foundation laid down by America’s Founding Fathers themselves. For all their posturing, their puffery, their vanity and self-regard, that sturdy foundation presents an obstacle big enough, powerful enough that the conniving grifters of Conservative, Inc can never hope to overcome it.

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The Great Undoing

Sido calls a spade a spade.

One of the marvels of White civilization that we take for granted is how easily one can travel enormous distances in a relatively short amount of time. I am not talking about air travel, that is a whole different beast also resulting from White ingenuity, but rather travel by car.

For example, if I wanted to hop in the car and go see Big Country Expat in Florida I could get there is just over 16 hours, travelling a little over 1,100 miles. Let’s call it 17.5 hours to account for stopping for gas. That means that every hour I would go 62 miles. Back in the pioneer days, going 15 miles via covered wagon in a day was a solid day so I can basically cover the equivalent of four days of wagon travel every hour. For contrast, for me to walk to nearby Toledo, Ohio would take over a day on non-stop walking while I can drive it in about an hour and a half. Riding a bike, something I haven’t done since the 1980s, would take around 7 hours.

Automobiles, cheap gas, the intricate highway system and our travel infrastructure which includes gas stations every few miles on most highways make travelling across our nation a breeze. With a credit card and a reliable vehicle you can go anywhere in the continental U.S. of A in just a few days, even from Bangor, Maine to San Diego in just 48 hours of driving. Add in a built in GPS included with most phones and if you give me an address, I can hop in the car and land right at that doorstep with no preparation.

No one really thinks about it. It just is, just as we rarely think about having unlimited potable water coming from the tap or unlimited electricity (except in California) when we flip a switch. Getting to that point where amazing conveniences are something we don’t even notice took centuries of innovation and hard work.

Undoing all of that innovation and hard work is taking a lot less time.

Well, naturally; after all, it’s easier, especially for a muttonheaded shitlib wrecker who really can’t comprehend doing anything else. Arthur goes on from there to dispense with the EV scam, in the process linking to the incomparable John Wilder’s thoroughgoing, leave-no-rare-earth-stone-unturned evisceration of same. As always, it’s tough to excerpt Wilder’s stuff without leaving out something important, but here’s a taste.

Electric cars are, in most ways, absolutely inferior to cars powered by Oil, Our Slippery Friend™. Why? The technology is relatively new, the first electric car (really a locomotive, but who’s counting) having been invented only in 1842 in Edinburgh by engineer Robert Davidson. It traveled at the breakneck speed of 4 miles per hour, which is roughly 4 miles per hour faster than Davidson could move after a fifth of something that John Walker® (yes that one) might have been selling back then.

So, it’s not fair to judge electric cars, since they have been only developing for 180 or so years. It’s still an infant technology. Oh, wait.

But California has decided to ban the sale of new gasoline cars by 2035. Hurray, California!  You’re geniuses beyond imagination! You’ll single-handedly solve global warming.

Or…will that pesky math get in the way?

Let’s see – in order to get California girls to the beach, it takes 13.8-15 billion gallons of gasoline. We’re skipping diesel for now, and just dealing with gasoline. I’ll use 15 billion gallons because in the immortal words of the captain of the Hindenburg, “Close enough.”

Let’s do the math.

15 billion gallons of sweet, sweet gasoline is 500 TW-h (that’s terawatt hours, which is the metric equivalent 5,000 bushels per fortnight). California produces in electricity, in total…drumroll please, 277 TW-h. So, California produces slightly more than half the electricity needed by its stunning new fleet of cars.

To keep just the same level of energy production available for homes (because, presumably, all new citizens between now and then will live in tents) that California will need to triple the amount of power it produces. If you count in increased uses for the iAndroid™ Eleventy-X® and GameBoxStation 2000©, the grid will have to multiply by four or five times. And, remember, we skipped diesel engines, so it’s nearly certain that my estimate is low.

It all reminds one of Heinlein’s classic quote from The Notebooks Of Lazarus Long.

Throughout history, poverty is the normal condition of man. Advances which permit this norm to be exceeded — here and there, now & then — are the work of an extremely small minority, frequently despised, often condemned, and almost always opposed by all right-thinking people. Whenever this tiny minority is kept from creating, or (as sometimes happens) is driven out of a society, the people then slip back into abject poverty.

This is known as “bad luck.”

Indeed. So with shitlibs firmly in charge, we can count on an extended run of nothing but the very worst sort of “bad luck” for the foreseeable future, until enough of us get enough of a bellyful of this shit to remove the icy, dead hand of Leftism from around our necks.

You’ll want to read all of both Arthur’s and Wilder’s excellent posts, folks.

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Encore!

Okay, I’ll just admit right up front that I’m posting on this manifestly brain-damaged bohunk not because I particularly give a damn about him or his campaign for…whatever the hell it is he’s running for, but as a handy-dandy excuse to run my Quato P-shop of him again.

On Tuesday night, NBC News’s Dasha Burns aired an interview with Pennsylvania senatorial candidate John Fetterman, who needed a closed-captioned monitor to answer questions because of “auditory processing” struggles caused by his recent stroke. “In small talk before my interview,” Burns added, “it wasn’t clear he understood what I was saying.”

Oh, boy. Blue-check Twitter swarmed, attacking Burns for stating the obvious: Fetterman isn’t OK. It’s remarkable to watch how quickly partisans can coalesce around a new talking point. For months, the national media has been telling us Fetterman’s campaign was completely “normal,” even as video emerges of the candidate struggling to cobble two coherent sentences in succession. In September, Fetterman said that the “only lingering problem” he experienced was occasionally missing a word or “mushing two words together.” Yet in only a few minutes last night, the entire left adopted a new position, denouncing any mention of his ailment as an “ableist” attack on a person with a “disability.”

Democrats struggled to calibrate this new accusation, comparing Fetterman’s cognitive struggles to handicaps. “How is this any different from Tammy Duckworth or Madison Cawthorn needing a wheelchair? How is it different from many elderly Senators who need hearing aids?” asked left-winger Eric Michael Garcia. Others wondered if it meant Fetterman critics believed “deaf” people should not run for office.

Well, for one thing, being paralyzed does not undercut a person’s ability to comprehend ideas or articulate thoughts or participate in debates — all essential functions of a politician’s job. Fetterman is not deaf, he is unable to process spoken words because of brain damage. There’s a big difference. Some people completely recover from strokes, and some do not. We don’t know the extent of Fetterman’s problems because he won’t release his medical records. That’s his prerogative. And there is no shame in suffering a stroke. Nor is it ableist to wonder if a candidate running for the most powerful legislative body in the world is able to do his job.

Kara Swisher, who recovered from a stroke, claimed she had spoken to Fetterman “for over an hour without stop or any aides.” Then, it’s fair to ask, why he can’t participate in a debate, and why can’t he answer basic questions from journalists without a closed-captioned transcriber? “If we’re going to judge folks by their verbal skills and zoning out,” she went on, “I have some internet billionaires you might want to meet. Most of them have all kinds of processing issues and seem to be doing just fine.” She added in a now-deleted tweet, that autism is not “nearly as easy to solve as a stroke.”

Does Fetterman have processing issues, or is it autism, or is he just fine? They’re still working it out. This is what happens when you create a political talking point on the fly. Then again, these days, your position doesn’t need to be consistent or coherent, just accusatory and sanctimonious.

My theory is that Fetterman’s stroke has probably helped divert attention from his phony working-class mythology, his incompetence as mayor, and his numerous hard-left positions. He rarely ever mentions issues these days, happy to play the victim instead. Of course, even if Fetterman were in a coma, Democrats would come up with a way to rationalize voting for him. Like Republicans they will support flawed candidates if it means winning the Senate. That is also their prerogative. They just need to work on their preposterous excuses.

Like I said last time, I think Fetterman in the Senate or House or wherever would provide a perfect companion-piece to our other brain-damaged drooling retard politician—the one currently shitting himself in the Oval Office, that would be. And with that: enjoy, everyone.

Da Bulge!
Quato lives!
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She didn’t leave them, they left her

The last sane Democrat…is no longer a Democrat.

Tulsi Gabbard Formally Leaves Democratic Party

Former Congresswoman Tulsi Gabbard (D-Hawaii) announced on Tuesday that she was finally leaving the Democratic Party over its increasingly radical positions, and further explained her stance on Tucker Carlson’s Fox News show.

As reported by The Daily Caller, Gabbard described the Democratic Party as being “controlled by fanatical ideologues who hate freedom.” She added that today’s Democrats despise the Constitution,” and “actively find ways to undermine our God-given rights enshrined in the Constitution like freedom of speech.”

“They will do all that they can to destroy you, silence you, smear you, work with Big Tech, work with corporate media to actively destroy anyone who dares even question their agenda. They are against freedom of religion,” Gabbard continued. “They are hostile towards people of faith, people who have their own spiritual practice, especially Christians, finding ways to be vindictive, to discriminate, to punish people who happen to exercise that freedom of religion.

“The list goes on and on but the foundation of freedom is really what was at the heart of my making this decision that I cannot be a member of the party that is against freedom and actively trying to undermine it,” she added.

Good for you, ma’am. It is greatly to your credit that you feel that way, and says nothing but good things about who and what you are down deep. If there still even is anything we could correctly call a “loyal opposition,” Ms Gabbard is its last standard-bearer for sure and certain.

Update! The plot thickens.

Trust must be earned, especially in the polarizing world of politics. Many conservatives cheered when former Congresswoman and presidential candidate Tulsi Gabbard announced yesterday that she was leaving the Democrat Party. Others were skeptical; she may have been a libertarian-leaning moderate Democrat during her political career, but she was STILL a Democrat.

Old wounds are hard to heal. And while she has been a thorn in the side of the Democrats she used to caucus with on Capitol Hill, she also voted with them on most issues. That’s why many of us — and I’m included on this list — waited to see who she would endorse, if anyone, for the upcoming midterm elections.

Would she push for Lisa Murkowski like Joe Manchin and Kyrsten Sinema have? Would she jump on the Dr-Oz-bandwagon and endorse the RINO over his unambiguously dangerous Democrat opponent, John Fetterman? Would she throw her weight behind Trump-hating Brian Kemp because Stacey Abrams represents the radicalization of the Democrat Party that drove Gabbard away?

Nope. She just endorsed Trump-backed MAGA patriot Joe Kent.

Well, that makes me feel much better about her. I’m not ready to say I fully trust Gabbard. Like I said, she worked against the America First agenda when she was on Capitol Hill. But endorsing Joe Kent, a former Green Beret and unabashed Trump supporter, is a great first step toward making me think there’s hope for former Democrats who aren’t just going to embrace milquetoast moderates.

Well, I can’t say I’d be willing to go quite as far as all that just yet. Then again, the journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, as the saying goes. Perhaps in her case, the operative word here may turn out to be “FORMER.” And as we all already know, Tulsi would hardly be the first liberal Democrat to go on to great things after having come to her senses. Time will tell, I suppose.

Updated update! Tulsi takes Kumswalla Harris down. Again, that is.

Former Hawaii Congresswoman and now-former Democrat Tulsi Gabbard sat down with Joe Rogan on his podcast “The Joe Rogan Experience” and had a very interesting conversation. Part of this conversation involved a discussion around vice-President Kamala Harris, whom Gabbard is partly famous for absolutely demolishing on stage during the 2020 Democrat primaries.

Rogan brought up the fact that the relationship between Gabbard and the Democrat Party began to sour the moment she made Harris look bad. Gabbard told Rogan that Harris was the Democrat Party’s chosen one at the time and exposing Harris as a liar who did many things that the Democrat Party claims it was against made her something of an enemy.

Gabbard noted that the info about Harris wasn’t that hard to find and yet despite this, no media figure or candidate was willing to bring it up.

“No one in the media did that. There’s no other candidate on the debate stage who had the balls to bring that up.”

“How are voters supposed to be able to make their best-informed decision when the media and fellow Democratic candidates who are running, who are her opponents in that race, don’t have the courage to ask a very factual question on a record that she says she’s proud of?” Gabbard continued.

Gabbard guessed that the reason no one called Harris out was due to her status as a woman of color and no one wanted to be the one accused of racism and have their career ruined for confronting her about her record. Sure enough, after Gabbard did it, she massively fell out of favor with the Democrat Party.

She also guessed she was well-connected and that the Democrat Party also favored her because they knew they could count on her to be obedient.

“She was connected,” Gabbard said of Harris. “She’s playing the game. She’s somebody that the Democratic Party knows that they can control.”

OOF. That’s gotta smart some. At this point, Tulsi might want to look into going in halfsies with DeSantis on hiring a few bodyguards, I’m thinking.

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A superhero? MOI?!?

Aww shucks, now you’ve gone and made me blush, mon Général.

French General says Unvaccinated are “Superheroes”
Even if I were fully vaccinated, I would admire the unvaccinated for standing up to the greatest pressure I have ever seen, including from spouses, parents, children, friends, colleagues, and doctors.

People who have been capable of such personality, courage, and such critical ability undoubtedly embody the best of humanity.

They are found everywhere, in all ages, levels of education, countries, and opinions.

They are of a particular kind; these are the soldiers that any army of light wishes to have in its ranks.

They are the parents that every child wishes to have and the children that every parent dreams of having.

You are made of the stuff of the greatest that ever lived, those heroes born among ordinary men who shine in the dark.

They are beings above the average of their societies; they are the essence of the peoples who have built all cultures and conquered horizons.

They are there, by your side, they seem normal, but they are superheroes.

They did what others could not do; they were the tree that withstood the hurricane of insults, discrimination, and social exclusion.

And they did it because they thought they were alone and believed they were alone.

Excluded from their families’ Christmas tables, they have never seen anything so cruel. They lost their jobs, let their careers sink, and had no more money… but they didn’t care. They suffered immeasurable discrimination, denunciations, betrayals, and humiliation… but they continued.

You’ve passed an unimaginable test that many of the toughest marines, commandos, green berets, astronauts, and geniuses couldn’t pass.

Never before in humanity has there been such a casting; we now know who the resisters are on planet Earth.

Women, men, old, young, rich, poor, of all races and all religions, the unvaccinated, the chosen ones of the invisible ark, the only ones who managed to resist when everything fell apart. Collapsed.

You’ve passed an unimaginable test that many of the toughest marines, commandos, green berets, astronauts, and geniuses couldn’t pass.

You are made of the stuff of the greatest that ever lived, those heroes born among ordinary men who shine in the dark.

Why, thank you, sir, thank you very much; t’weren’t nothing, really. Backstory:

In a powerful letter making waves across Europe, French General Christian Blanchon praised citizens who refused the experimental Covid “vaccines” injections. Despite years of pressure campaigns, discriminatory policies, social exclusion, loss of income, threats, and being blamed for other’s deaths, the General thanked the “unvaccinated” for their strength, courage, and leadership.

Heh. You gotta love it.

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Fascism For Dummies

Know thine Leftist enemy.

It blows my mind how little many of those on the political left know about the insults they hurl at their political opponents, but when you call people fascists or compare the “We’re Number One” sign one sees when their team wins a sporting event to the Nazi salute, you show your own stupidity.

Or you show your own dishonesty, which is just as bad.

Fascism was designed as a ‘middle road’ that recognized three flaws in Marx’s model:

1) Marx’s model provided no incentive system, relying instead on the selflessness of everyone,

2) Marx viewed the communist model as being global, and while a global system may SOUND nice, nothing is implemented at that level. As such, fascism was a national, and not a global, model, and

3) Fascism was not utopian in nature, recognizing governance as a permanent fixture of any system.

The guy who invented fascism (Giovanni Gentile) was not trying to make a brand new political or economic system so much as he was trying to fix Marxism by removing its fatal flaws – primarily the lack of any incentive for anyone to work.

Giovanni Gentile was trying to take Marxism and apply the profit system – tightly controlled by the government – on top of it.

The Nazis were fascists, but they differed from other fascists in one critical area – they defined a ‘nation’ based on ethnicity rather than based on national borders. In other words, it was a very racist form of fascism.

Fascism existed all over Europe and South America before, during, and after WWII. Spain remained fascist until Franco died in the 1980s. Other than Germany, none of the fascist nations had a racist sense of ‘nationalism.’ Other than Germany, they all viewed ‘nation’ as something geographic, and when we look at the primary thing fascism tries to do, which is to have the state take control of the means of production while still allowing a state-controlled profit incentive to incentivize work – riddle me this: what modern political party does that sound like?!?

Three guesses, first two don’t etc. And if you think that’s just some kind of crazy coincidence, you don’t know your Leftists well enough. Try as they might to deceptively label fascism as a phenomenon emanating strictly from the Right, it just ain’t so. The whole mess can be summed up in one insightful sentence.

Fascism does not and cannot come from the American right, as the American right believes in limited government, individual liberty, and free markets – which are the literal opposite of what fascism calls for.

Yep, that’s about the size of it, and tells you all you’ll ever need to know about the Left. Unlimited, all-powerful government; invidious constraints on true liberty and the individual’s right to self-determination; tightly-controlled markets entirely under the thumb of government—these are the foundations on which Left ideology sits. In keeping with the Opposite Rule, under which the very thing Leftists scream most vehemently about the Right doing is exactly what they themselves are ACTUALLY doing…well, as the Good Book tells us, by their fruits ye shall know them, dig?

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Loretta Lynn

As y’all no doubt know by now, music legend Loretta Lynn left us the other day. After casting about trying to decide which of her many solid-gold country classics I ought to post here to memorialize her, it hit me that one of my favorite scenes from the great bio-flick Coal Miner’s Daughter might do just as nicely.


CMD is one of the most flawlessly cast films I’ve ever seen; Sissy Spacek, Tommy Lee Jones, and Beverly D’Angelo were all note-perfect as Loretty, Doo, and Patsy Cline respectively. Kinda surprised at how few clips from the movie there are on YT. There are a good half a dozen more quotes I’d like to have been able to include here, but “Boy, you better come up with a better reason than that” is probably my favorite of all of ’em.

As it happens, the BP’s manager Mike Evans was on friendly terms with Doolittle Lynn. Mike always has had a way of seeing to it that he crossed paths with all kinds of people most of us would never even think of approaching at all, introducing himself, chatting with them, and following through afterwards to remain friends with them for years and years. Remind me to tell y’all sometime all about the morning he walked up to the front door of Graceland mansion not too long after Elvis had died, but after all the hooraw had finally died down and Memphis had gone back to whatever normal is there.

In a nutshell, Mike rang the bell and Elvis’s longtime housemaid and cook—a gentle, matronly black lady name of Nancy Rooks, who was the culinary genius behind those nanner and peanut butter sammiches fried in about half a stick of butter each which the King was famous for devouring entire plates of at a single sitting—answered, telling Mike he should come back in about an hour or so. Vernon, see, was in the middle of breakfast, and wasn’t receiving guests until she had finished getting him fed. Mike drove off to a nearby Waffle House or some such, sat on pins and needles in his old Corvette staring at the slow-moving minute hand on his watch, and ended up sitting in front of the TV with Vernon Presley watching Vernon’s favorite Elvis movies one after another, occasionally weeping together in grief over Vernon’s and the entire world’s loss, and just generally chewing the fat like old high school buddies. That story’s a good ‘un, it truly is, a real jaw-dropper for sure.

Anyways.

The cast, crew, writers, and producers of Coal Miner’s Daughter certainly did right by their subject, doing honor to an iconic artist whose like we shan’t ever see again. The movie came out kinda towards the tail-end of a minor spate of music-legend biopics—Lady Sings The Blues, Bound For Glory, The Buddy Holly Story, Sweet Dreams—and outshined ’em all hands down, if you ask me.

Rest easy, Loretta.

Okay, okay, just one song then.


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Vegan? NO

Another tasty morsel from our friends at the Federalist.

There is a strong correlation between veganism and progressivism. Yet, as we keep seeing reinforced, if anyone in the progressive milieu strays from any part of the Official Doctrine of Woke, he will be ruthlessly hounded out of the left to join the politically homeless. Will the vegans eat bugs, or will they face the wrath of the left?

I’m a “live-and-let-live” kind of guy, but many of the vegans I have known aren’t. As good progressives, they have discovered a “better” way of life and believe you should adopt it too. This is consistent with leftists’ view that they know what is best for everyone. They use protest, harangue, and government power to try to shove their way of life up our patooties.

Well, I’m not going along. Here are 13 reasons.

Follows, the list, which begins with the obvious pick—bacon, of course—and continues on from there to include several items you probably wouldn’t expect, before closing out thusly:

Hard-Core Vegans’ Typical Snotty Attitude. Once I was served a meal by a vegan couple. Their meal, if I can recall, consisted of tofu with bird seed, with a side of another kind of bird seed, and dessert consisting of bird seed with a carob sauce. The cocktails sported bird seed. I think some sort of tasteless bean was also served.

We also enjoyed a stern lecture about the horrific consequences of eating meat and dairy and the environmental damage caused by ranching and farming. Typically, when I invite someone to dinner, I don’t use it as an opportunity to pontificate.

We decided to reciprocate, and put up a spectacular vegetarian meal because we didn’t know the difference. The vegan wife refused to eat anything because we used butter, cheese, and God-knows-what as ingredients, and she couldn’t risk instant death. The husband was a bit more gracious, ate some of our offerings, and pushed the food around a little so it looked like something was happening.

These people, whom I imagine grew up eating bacon, eggs, and cheeseburgers, were so locked in their ideology that they were incapable of appreciating our innocently clumsy gesture and graciously dining anyway. This was after we indulged in their avian offering without complaint.

The title alone tells you this piece is going to be a lot of fun, and that it certainly is.

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In praise of Muir

Chris Muir and I have been good friends since the earliest days of his outstanding Day By Day comic. In fact, I was one of the very first, if not THE first, blog to run the strip, as I recall, and have been an enthusiastic DBD evangelist from Day One. Chris is a good and decent dude, hugely talented and politically astute. He’s done several custom drawings for me over the years, some of which you CF Lifers may remember. First, the CF masthead back when my dear departed wife Christiana was an occasional poster here:

 

Good times, good times
Dynamic duo

Then, a sidebar image I kept up for a long while after Christiana’s passing:

 

Broken wings
An angel indeed

And the most recent, done to accompany BCE’s fundraiser for me whilst I languished in the rehab center earlier this year after I’d lost a good-ish bit of bodily real estate and damned near died my own self:

 

Yowza!
Help Mike get WHAT up again, now?

I remember a few times some years back when a cpl-three readers here took me and Chris both to task for some of his, umm, racier DBD illos, a complaint I’ll never be able to second or endorse. To my way of thinking, we’re all adults here, and ought to be able to handle a little cartoon nudity now and then without undue fuss, right? Plus, the man really does have a way with titties, as is readily obvious from the above. And, while your mileage may of course vary, I LIKE titties myself.

Speaking of which, Chris has just done a strip promoting Big Country’s Save Adriana Grace fundraiser, featuring another of his masterful fun-bag depictions at bottom left:

 

More boobehs!
Artistic flair

Yowza! To rejigger an old phrase, I don’t know if it’s art, but I know I like it. And yes, that’s the artist’s immortalization of the Big Man himself in the panel immediately above yon bodacious boobage. All joshing and scandalous naughtiness aside, the Adriana fundie is a serious and important matter indeed, and can be found here.

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Surprise send-off

Okay, I admit I did NOT see this coming.

Fox News host and Daily Caller co-founder Tucker Carlson attended the funeral of Hells Angels Motorcycle Club founder Sonny Barger, Saturday.

Carlson was one of more than 7,000 people who gathered for the six-hour service at the Stockton 99 Speedway to pay tribute to Barger, according to the Daily Mail. The Hells Angel founder died in June at the age of 83 after a brief battle with cancer.

Carlson spoke at the funeral, according to the Daily Mail, saying that “Sonny Barger died in his home state of California. He was 83-years-old. When he died, his letter to his wife and friends was released, and my college roommate was also a Harley-Davidson fan, sent it to me.” He went on to note that though he’d always been a fan of Barger, he was not fully aware of his personal views outside of the motorcycle club.

“And the letter, if I can summarize it from memory was: ‘Always stand tall, stay loyal… remain free, and always value honor,” Carlson continued, according to the outlet. “Stand tall, stay loyal, remain free, and always value honor. And I thought to myself, if there is a phrase that sums up more perfectly what I want to be, what I aspire to be, and the kind of man I respect.”

He continued to tell the crowd that he wanted to pay tribute to the man who said those words, adding that “the president of the United States should be saying that, every single morning as he salutes the flag, but only Sonny Barger is saying it.”

No surprise there. After all, Sonny was never a shitlib, nor were any other of the HAs I’ve known or heard tell of over the years, as people like Ken Kesey, Hunter Thompson, and Neal Cassidy learned to their great regret. Lest we forget, this is hardly the first time Leftards got themselves pantsed by the Red And White, after trying to use them for their own purposes on the grievously mistaken assumption that those burly biker doodz just HAD to be on the side of the hippies, peace love and understanding, and grooving on a righteous high, maaan.

The M/C, for those who may not already know, was originally founded by WW2 vet Otto Friedli, after dropping out of the Pissed Off Bastards M/C over an ongoing hassle with a rival club. Even the origins of the HA moniker itself remains a topic of serious controversy. One version:

The Hells Angels originated on March 17, 1948, in Fontana, California, when several small motorcycle clubs agreed to merge. Otto Friedli, a World War II veteran, is credited with starting the club after breaking from the Pissed Off Bastards motorcycle club over a feud with a rival gang.

According to its website, the club’s name was first suggested by Arvid Olsen, an associate of the founders who had served in the “Hell’s Angels” squadron of the Flying Tigers in China during World War II. It is at least clear that the name was inspired by the tradition from World Wars I and II whereby the Americans gave their squadrons fierce, death-defying titles; an example of this lies in one of the three P-40 squadrons of Flying Tigers fielded in Burma and China, which was dubbed “Hell’s Angels”. In 1930, the Howard Hughes film Hell’s Angels showcased extraordinary and dangerous feats of aviation, and it is believed that World War II groups that used that name based it on the film. According to the Hells Angels’ website, they are aware that there is an apostrophe missing in “Hell’s”, but “… it is you who miss it. We don’t”.

Some of the HAMC’s early history is not clear, and accounts differ. According to Ralph “Sonny” Barger, founder of the Oakland charter, early charters of the club were founded in San Francisco, Gardena, Fontana, Oakland and elsewhere, with the members usually unaware that there were other clubs. One of the lesser-known clubs was in North Chino/South Pomona in the late 1960s.

Other sources claim that the San Francisco Hells Angels were organized in 1953 by Rocky Graves, a Hells Angel member from San Bernardino (“Berdoo”), implying that the “Frisco” Hells Angels were very much aware of their forebears. The “Frisco” Hells Angels were reorganized in 1955 with 13 charter members, Frank Sadilek serving as president, and the smaller, original logo. The Oakland charter, at the time headed by Barger, used a larger version of the “Death’s Head” patch nicknamed the “Barger Larger”, which was first used in 1959. It later became the club standard. The first chapter to open outside California was established in Auckland, New Zealand, in 1961.

It’s worth noting that the M/C itself flatly disavows any connection between the Hells Angels name and the 303rd Bomber Group’s famous “Hell’s Angels” B 17, or any other specific aircraft or military unit, on the club’s website. The one historical fact that no serious person disputes is that there was precious little, if any, common ground to be found betwixt the Hells Angels and the hippies, contra the M/C’s friendly relations with the Grateful Dead. The only possible exception might be the renowned Chocolate George, whose 1967 funeral procession is the stuff of biker legend.

Back to the Tucker/Barger story for our closer, which I find just funny as hell.

Carlson was invited to the funeral and dropped his broadcasting responsibilities in order to attend, according to the Daily Mail.

The Hells Angels motorcycle club has some 2,500 estimated members in the U.S. and abroad, according to the Justice Department. It typically keeps a low profile, but residents in Sweden reportedly protested in May to keep the Hells Angels in an upscale neighborhood rather than have their properties turned over to house migrants.

Heh. Guess nobody wants to wind up living next door to those blasted “migrants,” no matter how staunchly “liberal” they proclaim themselves to be, eh?

Update! Now this, anybody could see coming.


GOD, but these Lefty shitweasels give me the ass-ache.

A damned sight more patriotic than you’re ever gonna be, Poindexter.

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The unalienable right of revolution

Just when you begin to think that the great Michael Anton can’t possibly top his latest brilliant essay, he goes and raises the bar still higher on ya.

It’s ridiculous for the modern conservative to profess to admire George Washington. The real George Washington did things—many things—that the modern “conservative” cannot countenance in theory, much less in practice.

In the speech I referenced earlier, Joe Biden said, “There is no place for political violence in America. Period. None. Ever.” Leave aside the fact that his team commits such violence almost daily and with impunity. As a historical and theoretical matter, this statement is ridiculous.

It’s just a historical fact that violence birthed America. Granted, that violence was justified, organized, careful, and the furthest thing from indiscriminate. But the American Revolution was still a war waged against a government that considered itself legitimate.

Rather than play along with the conservative desire to get me to, as the kids call it, “fedpost” so that I can be served up to the security state’s wolves, I’d rather turn it around. I have a question for the conservatives—actually several. Which I know they won’t answer. So, really, the questions are for you, the reader, to ponder.

Is the right of revolution ever justified? Was it justified only that one time, in 1776, but never again? If so, why was it justified then and what makes it unjustifiable ever again? Because of historicism? Because the American Revolution was somehow an irreversible leap forward?

Is it that you think things can’t ever get bad enough to justify recourse to this right, or merely that they won’t? Is there some deep structural reason for America’s privileged position, or is our miraculous continued good fortune merely your expectation? If the latter, then you are implicitly admitting, at least in theory, that the right of revolution might, at some point, be justified—and that it has not been obviated by “history.”

Now, we should all hope that this remains merely a theoretical discussion. And, in the terms of that theoretical discussion, I maintain it as axiomatic that you can’t have natural rights without a right of revolution, just as you can’t have the founding without an actual revolution, and since you can’t have the regime of the founders without natural rights, you can’t have the founding principles or the founders’ regime without a right of revolution. Each piece is integral to the machine. Remove one, and the whole thing collapses in self-contradiction.

Finally, what does the denial of this right entail? What would it force us to do or accept? Anything and everything? Where are the limits?

The Declaration of Independence says “while evils are sufferable,” clearly implying that at some point evils cease to be sufferable. But are we to understand that insight to be wrong? Are we to accept all evils as sufferable—forever? Are we required to suffer them? God commands us to accept a certain amount of suffering as the price of living in His creation. Does He also command us to accept eternal torment from the hands of wicked men?

The implicit—and sometimes explicit—conservative answer appears to be “yes.” Turn the other cheek. Bend the knee. Endure your beatings. Forever. For if there is no recourse to a higher principle or law, then there is no other choice. To borrow from Machiavelli, the “effectual truth” of conservative pusillanimity about the right of revolution is perpetual self-subjugation to tyranny. “Weasels, compromisers, mediocrities, and losers” indeed.

The conservatives justify this counsel of perpetual passivity with the observation that things can always get worse. But things can also be made better, by the actions of men. It is the office of prudent men to discern when things are bad enough that action is justified, or even obligatory, and to devise a plan propitious of success. It is the office of the conservatives to ensure that such thoughts are never thought, and punished when they are.

One of Anton’s very best, no two ways about it. Makes me look forward to his next one, which, if the pattern holds, will be even better. Yes, you definitely want to read the whole thing.

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