"One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture
and, if possible, speak a few reasonable words." ~Goethe

~ also, if possible, to dwell in "a house where all's accustomed, ceremonious." ~Yeats

Thursday, August 14, 2025

At the Clavier

THE CLAVIER
~ ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS ~

Clavier = a variety of keyboard instruments,
including harpsichords, pianos, organs, and virginals.
The Music Lesson (c. 1662–1665)
aka Woman Seated at a Virginal
aka Lady at the Virginals with a Gentleman

by Johannes Vermeer (1632 - 1675)
Vermeer's "The Music Lesson"
explained by Meryl Streep


This post contains all of Goethe's suggestions for a good day:
"One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song,
read a good poem, see a fine picture
and, if possible, speak a few reasonable words
."

~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 – 1832) ~

Firstly, a fine picture -- as seen above & below:
Susanna and the Elders (1751)
by Pompeo Batoni (1708 – 1787)

and to follow -- a little song,
a good poem, a few reasonable words.

Secondly, the song:
Click to hear
"The Well-Tempered Clavier" (1722)
by J. S. Bach (1685 - 1750)
explained by Karen Rile


Thirdly, the poem:
A hard one to grasp back in the 1970s, and still
many mysteries of perception to grapple with

Peter Quince at the Clavier
I
Just as my fingers on these keys
Make music, so the self-same sounds
On my spirit make a music, too.

Music is feeling, then, not sound;
And thus it is that what I feel,
Here in this room, desiring you,

Thinking of your blue-shadowed silk,
Is music. It is like the strain
Waked in the elders by Susanna:

Of a green evening, clear and warm,
She bathed in her still garden, while
The red-eyed elders, watching, felt

The basses of their beings throb

In witching chords, and their thin blood

Pulse pizzicati of Hosanna.

II
In the green water, clear and warm,
Susanna lay.
She searched
The touch of springs,
And found
Concealed imaginings.
She sighed,
For so much melody.

Upon the bank, she stood
In the cool
Of spent emotions.
She felt, among the leaves,
The dew
Of old devotions.

She walked upon the grass,
Still quavering.
The winds were like her maids,
On timid feet,
Fetching her woven scarves,
Yet wavering.

A breath upon her hand
Muted the night.
She turned--
A cymbal crashed,
And roaring horns.

III
Soon, with a noise like tambourines,
Came her attendant Byzantines.

They wondered why Susanna cried
Against the elders by her side
;

And as they whispered, the refrain
Was like a willow swept by rain.

Anon, their lamps' uplifted flame
Revealed Susanna and her shame.

And then, the simpering Byzantines,
Fled, with a noise like tambourines.

IV
Beauty is momentary in the mind —
The fitful tracing of a portal;
But in the flesh it is immortal.

The body dies; the body's beauty lives,
So evenings die, in their green going,
A wave, interminably flowing.
So gardens die, their meek breath scenting
The cowl of Winter, done repenting.
So maidens die, to the auroral
Celebration of a maiden's choral.

Susanna's music touched the bawdy strings
Of those white elders; but, escaping,
Left only Death's ironic scrapings.

Now, in its immortality, it plays
On the clear viol of her memory,
And makes a constant sacrament of praise.
(1915)

by Wallace Stevens (1879 – 1955)
Set to music: by Dominick Argento


Fourthly, a few reasonable words
from blogger Ira Fader,
bringing Stevens' poem into the 21st Century


Fifthly, fun - fact movie tie - in:
In Galaxy Quest, Tim Allen's character plays a character named Peter Quincy Taggart. That character is named after the character from Midsummer Night's Dream, Peter Quince, who was the leader of an incompetent acting troupe made of skilled laborers.

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Thursday, August 28th


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Saturday, July 26, 2025

Happy Birthday Anyway

~ Posting slightly early ~
In honor of Victoria Amador's birthday!

ECSTATIC EMILY
~ ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS ~
Nope! Not exactly!
Unfortunately, a latter - day writer -- not Emily! --
has faked the second half of this quotation
and attributed the entire passage to Dickinson.

I could tell you the whole story,
but this wise blogger already
figured it out TWENTY (20!) years ago!

I only happened to notice it this summer
when I purchased an appealing birthday card
and wanted to verify the original poem or letter
in which these words first appeared.

The Wrong Way
Don't be fooled!
Apparently, even "Brainy Quote" is not always so brainy:

The Right Way
As you can see, Dickinson's intended message has more of an edge than the late 20th C feel - good re-write. It is a poem of warning, and nowhere does Dickinson use the word "ecstatic." She advises the reader: be ready or you'll miss your chance!
Poem #1055
The Soul should always stand ajar
That if the Heaven inquire
He will not be obliged to wait
Or shy of troubling Her

Depart, before the Host have slid
The Bolt unto the Door —
To search for the accomplished Guest,
Her Visitor, no more —
Additional Misattributions

As I keep asking my friend Victoria
~ whose birthday we celebrate today! ~
"Is nothing sacred?"

Or must we perpetually fall from innocence,
no matter how old we grow?

Perhaps the answer to that question is "yes,"
and perhaps it always has been,
which is why Dickinson says:

"We turn not older with years,
but newer every day
."

All we can do is the make the best of it,
and have a Happy Birthday Anyway!

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Monday, July 14, 2025

America, Give Me Strength

MOTHER AMERICA
~ ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS ~
Mother America (1973)
"Mother America is not to be taken lightly.
Her sword vouches for that.
But the justice she dispenses is equal for all.
She has a very precise scale with which to measure it."

Painting & commentary by
Oscar de Mejo (1911 - 1992)

America

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,
Giving me strength erect against her hate,
Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.
Yet, as a rebel fronts a king in state,
I stand within her walls with not a shred
Of terror, malice, not a word of jeer.
Darkly I gaze into the days ahead,
And see her might and granite wonders there,
Beneath the touch of Time’s unerring hand,
Like priceless treasures sinking in the sand.
(1921)

By Claude McKay (1889 – 1948)
Jamaican-American writer and poet,
shocked by the intense racism he encountered
upon arriving in Charleston, South Carolina, in 1912.

In the spirit of Claude McKay's America:
gazing "darkly . . . into the days ahead,"
here is Batch Five of my awareness - raising
"living with dementia" reminders
[Also posted on The Quotidian Kit]

1.
Living with dementia and planning
to replace criminal justice with deportation:
" . . . many of them were born in our country. I think we ought to get them the hell out of here too, you want to know the truth. So, maybe that'll be the next job that we'll work on together."

2.
Drawing by Banksy

Living with dementia and repeatedly repeating
misinformation like a broken record:


April 20:
We had many murderers, 11,888, they think."
["they" = Trump]

"July 1 [and July 3]:
"Every day, our brave law enforcement officers are hunting down and deporting migrant criminals who have committed heinous crimes, including more than 13,000 murderers -- 11,888 to be exact, but I'd probably say the 13,000 is right also."
Well, which is it?
First of all, neither number is correct;
and second of all 11,888 is NOT more than 13,000.
Trump has been obsessing stupidly about this, since mid - April; he has repeated these fake figures at least 17 times since then, even though it has been fact - checked numerous times and shown to be a wildly inaccurate and "gross misreading of the available data."

3.
Living with dementia and self - fulfilling prophecy:

"We had a man as president who shouldn't have been there.
You know that. He shouldn't have been there."

4.
Guess what? Not the path to a Nobel Peace Prize:

"But I hate them too. You know that.
So, it's sort of, I hate, I really do. I hate them..."

5.
Living with dementia and making preposterous comparisons:
"I said -- they said, you know, sir, you're gonna go down as one of the greatest presidents ever. I said, really? No. I said, really? I said, better than Washington. They said, yes, sir. I said, better than honest, Abe Lincoln. They said, yes, sir."

6.
Illustration from SpongeBob Square Pants

Living with dementia and can't read charts:
"And I think, uh, I can say very proudly, and I don't have to quote the polls, that our country is more proud right now than it's been in many, many years. We have pride. We have dignity."
Oh really? Is it Opposite Day?

7.
Living with dementia and can't stop harping about old news:

Obsessing stupidly about this
since at least 2019
"You have a shower head, the shower doesn't -- you think it's not working, it is working, the water is dripping out and that's no good for me, I like this hair nice and -- I like that hair nice and wet. Takes you -- you have to stand in the shower for 20 minutes before you get the soap out of your hair. And I put a thing in, and it sounds funny, but it's really not -- it's horrible. And when you wash your hands, you turn on the faucet and no water comes out. You're washing and the water barely comes out, it's ridiculous. This was done by crazy people, and I wrote it all off and got it approved in Congress so that they can't just change it because I did it in my first term. Everyone was so happy."

8.
Living with dementia and ignoring the EPA:

"Do you have any problems with water?
No, we have so much, we don't know what to do with it.
You know, it comes down from heaven, right?"

9.
Living with dementia or whatever:

"obviously . . . usually, mostly, I think probably exclusively."

10.
Yet another lie:
"I would say they were fully funded
within minutes of hearing about this."


Best Reddit Response:
"He's not lying if you say
it was funded within minutes, 4,320 minutes."


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"I Didn't Even Know Anything"
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SECOND batch:
"A Very Much Different Country"
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THIRD batch:
No Kings Day
QK & FN

FOURTH batch
Living With Dementia
QK & FN

FIFTH batch
America
QK & FN

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Saturday, July 26th

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Saturday, June 28, 2025

Living With Dementia

COURAGE, ANXIETY, DESPAIR
~ ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS ~
Courage, Anxiety and Despair - Watching the Battle (ca 1850)
aka
"Le Courage, l’Anxiété et le Désespoir observent la bataille"
by James Sant (1820 - 1916)


Today's literary connection:
"Remember how trainloads of people have gone to enjoy lynchings? Not happen here? Prohibition—shooting down people just because they might be transporting liquor—no, that couldn’t happen in America! Why, where in all history has there ever been a people so ripe for a dictatorship as ours! . . .

"The Senator was vulgar, almost illiterate, a public liar easily detected, and in his "ideas" almost idiotic, while his celebrated piety was that of a traveling salesman for church furniture, and his yet more celebrated humor the sly cynicism of a country store. Certainly there was nothing exhilarating in the actual words of his speeches, nor anything convincing in his philosophy. His political platforms were only wings of a windmill. . . .

"He was an actor of genius. There was no more overwhelming actor on the stage, in the motion pictures, nor even in the pulpit. He would whirl arms, bang tables, glare from mad eyes, vomit Biblical wrath from a gaping mouth; but he would also coo like a nursing mother, beseech like an aching lover, and in between tricks would coldly and almost contemptuously jab his crowds with figures and facts - figures and facts that were inescapable even when, as often happened, they were entirely incorrect.”
from the 1935 novel It Can't Happen Here
by Sinclair Lewis (1885 - 1951)

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American writers continue to express concern
that our current president is living with dementia:

News anchor Lawrence O'Donnell: “If we grow weary of making the point of how singularly stupid and possibly clinically demented Donald Trump’s statements are, then we will become part of the normalization process of those statements, which most of the American news media has unwittingly participated in and 14 year olds in this country will think it’s perfectly normal for a president to say those things.” (MSNBC ~ 18 June)

Historian Heather Cox Richardson: "It seems to me long past time to question the 79-year-old president’s mental health."

Columnist Rex Huppke: "Is Trump in mental decline? He sounds far worse than Biden ever did. . . . If Biden's 'mental decline' was concerning, Trump's should be alarming."

I share their dismay. We cannot normalize political inanity.
So here is Batch Four of my awareness - raising
"living with dementia" reminders
[Also posted on The Quotidian Kit]
These perception - checking quotation / photo combos may be non - ceremonious, non - likeable, non - literary, devoid of charm -- but never without irony. I have tried to pick examples that emphasize the irony of the pot calling the kettle black -- or the old calling the old old. How ironic that one candidate living with dementia was eliminated, only to be replaced by another candidate living with dementia. We need upward age limits for President, Senate, Congress, and Supreme Court. It is not only embarrassing but also dangerous and wrong to see the world being so badly run by elders way past their prime.
1.
Living with dementia, compounded by sheer cruelty:
Q: Have you called the governor yet or been able to speak to any of them?

A: Um, I think the governor of Minnesota is so whacked out, I'm not calling him. Why would I call him? I could call him. Say, "Hi, how you doing?" Uh the guy doesn't have a clue so, he's a mess. So you know, I could be nice and call him but, why waste time?
2.
Thinks he's a hero but really a bully, living with dementia:

"The UK is very well protected.
You know why, because I like them, that's why.
That's their ultimate protection."

3.
Living with dementia & The Dunning-Kruger Effect:
"It's a shame, this guy -- I have a guy -- do you ever have a guy that's not a smart person and you're dealing with him and he's not a smart guy."
Yeah, we have that guy.
He is frighteningly unfit to lead the U.S.A.
But there he is, up on Mount Stupid.

4.
A strategy when living with dementia:

"I like to make the final decision
one second before it’s due . . .

5.
Living with dementia and prone to warfare:

" . . . a very bloody war.
They're all bloody,
but this was a really bloody one."

6.
Living with dementia and losing distinction
between the Revolutionary War & the Civil War:
"A lot of wars there was no reason for. You look right up there. I don't know. See the Declaration of Independence. And I say I wonder if you, you know the Civil War always seemed to me maybe that could have been solved without losing 600,000 plus people."
7.
Living with dementia, right down there
at the bottom of the logical reasoning pyramid:


"Stupid AOC, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez
one of the ‘dumbest’ people in Congress"

8.
Living with dementia and commenting
inappropriately on people's appearance:


"I actually had breakfast today with a king and a queen
who were beautiful, beautiful people,
central casting I must say, very nice."

9.
Living with dementia and leering:
"I will never say good looking waitress because looks don't matter anymore. You know, in our modern society. She happened to be beautiful, but I won't say that. I won't mention that, but nevertheless a waitress came over. . . . So I want to thank that young, beautiful waitress."
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"I Didn't Even Know Anything"
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SECOND batch:
"A Very Much Different Country"
QK & FN

THIRD batch:
No Kings Day
QK & FN

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Monday, July 14th


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Saturday, June 14, 2025

Fighting Fantasy

THE CONSTANT STRUGGLE
~ ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS ~
[June 7 & June 14]

Or, in my case, born to make literary connections
but getting a much higher response for my political asides,
so here are some more
[Also posted on The Quotidian Kit]
but first, a couple of poetic connections:

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Duty

I slept and dreamed that life was Beauty:
I woke and found that life was Duty:
Was then thy dream a shadowy lie?
Toil on, sad heart, courageously,
And thou shalt find thy dream to be
A noonday light and truth to thee


Ellen Sturgis Hooper (1812 - 1848)

&

The Word

Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,

between "green thread"
and "broccoli," you find
that you have penciled "sunlight."

Resting on the page, the word
is beautiful. It touches you
as if you had a friend

and sunlight were a present
he had sent from someplace distant
as this morning—to cheer you up,

and to remind you that,
among your duties, pleasure
is a thing

that also needs accomplishing.
Do you remember?
that time and light are kinds

of love, and love
is no less practical
than a coffee grinder

or a safe spare tire?
Tomorrow you may be utterly
without a clue,

but today you get a telegram
from the heart in exile
proclaiming that the kingdom

still exists,
the king and queen alive,
still speaking to their children,
—to any one among them
who can find the time
to sit out in the sun and listen.


Tony Hoagland (1953 – 2018)
[see also]

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1.
Drone technology,
as described by someone living with dementia:
"I think you're gonna find that it's a very different, uh, warfare out there today. Now, they've introduced a thing called drone. A drone is a little bit different. It makes -- You have to go back and learn a whole new form of warfare, and you're gonna do it better than anybody else." [Photo: Beginner Drone Set]
2.
God's Plan,
as described by someone living with dementia:
"We're gonna have a big, big celebration, as you know, 250 years. In some ways I'm glad I missed that second term where it was because -- I wouldn't be your president for that. Most important of all, in addition, we have the World Cup and we have the Olympics. Can you imagine? I missed that four years and now look what I have, I have everything. Amazing the way things work out. God did that, I believe that too. God did it."
3.
Unbelievable!
-- to someone living with dementia:
"But we've found things that are unbelievably stupid and unbelievably bad with the Department of Government Efficiency. . . . DOGE has installed geniuses with an engineering mindset and unbelievably talented people and computers. I actually asked Elon one time, what's their primary thing, and they have a lot of primary things, all having to do with being smart."
4.
Member of the U.S. Senate Joni Ernst in 2016
standing alongside presidential nominee living with dementia:
Ernest speaks sarcastically of Jesus, right along with the tooth fairy: “I made an incorrect assumption that everyone in the auditorium understood that, yes, we are all going to perish from this earth,” she said. “So I apologize, and I’m really, really glad that I did not have to bring up the subject of the tooth fairy as well. For those that would like to see eternal and everlasting life, I encourage you to embrace my Lord and savior Jesus Christ.”
5.
Living with dementia
and a fourth grade vocabulary,

so that everything is "big and beautiful"
or "mean and nasty" or "REALLY BAD":
“What Vladimir Putin doesn’t realize is that if it weren’t for me, lots of really bad things would have already happened to Russia, and I mean REALLY BAD. He’s playing with fire!”
6.
Is America ready for a president living with dementia?

7.
Meeting agenda
for a person living with dementia:
"We're going up to Camp David. We have meetings with various people about very major subjects."
8.
Living with dementia and delusions of grandeur:

"The U.S could survive without almost anybody
. . . . Except me."

Heather Cox Richardson:
“There is also no doubt Trump continues to demonstrate
that he is more committed to fantasy than reality.”
[emphasis added]

9.
"Political correctness" as misunderstood
by someone living with dementia:
"I watched it very closely and it was amazing the job that the National Guard did. And by the way, the police were working very hard also. But the police are given instructions to be politically correct. I said, no, no, you don't have to be politically correct, you have to do the job."

10.
2024 was a Landslide...for 'Did Not Vote'

Just a reminder: one half of the country
did not vote for the current Republican administration
-- only about one third. Not the same thing.

"Mandate," as misconstrued
by a person, living with dementia:
"I won the election by a landslide. I mean, we have a crack -- and we have a big mandate because of that."
11.
Living with dementia and tilting at windmills:
"The windmills are killing our country, by the way. . . . Even if they're white ones, a beigey white, ones a darker white, ones a lighter white. And then they start to rust after four or five years. And then they start to wear out and nobody takes them . . . Windmills, all over the place, tall ones, short ones, dead ones, they're all dead."
12.
Living with dementia and craving to be king:
"I don't feel like a king. I have to go through hell to get stuff approved. A king would say I'm not going to get this. I -- a king would have never had the California mandate to even be talking to him. He wouldn't have to call up Mike Johnson and Thune and say, fellas, you got to pull this off and after years we get it done. No, no, we're not a king. We're not a king at all."
WE???
Has someone been talking to Queen Victoria?

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"I Didn't Even Know Anything"
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And SECOND batch:
"A Very Much Different Country"
QK & FN

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Wednesday, May 28, 2025

The Gulf of Mexico and Beyond

THE GULF OF MEXICO
~ ACCUSTOMED, CEREMONIOUS ~
"I vote we go to the Gulf of Mexico
You and me by the sea
Palm trees call me, oh, that's the place I want to be
Down where the southern breezes blow
On the Gulf of Mexico
" (1990)

Song by Alabama
Photo: Florida Keys

Slow Sequence

From Chautauqua and Cattaraugus Counties of upper
New York State rise the Ischua and Tunnungwani [Tunungwant]
Creeks; which, passing the Cornplanter Indian
Reservation, form the headwaters of the Allegheny
River; which winds down through Pennsylvania and
at Pittsburgh runs into the Monongahela and forms
the Ohio; Big O, pushing, moving, moving down,
Cincinnati, Louisville, and Cairo, Illinois,
where it joins the Old Man, the Mississippi;
already wide as the length of an airport, at
St. Louis the Mississippi picks up the Missouri,

Sunrise Across the Wide Missouri

doubles its size, and starts its long slide
down the continent, one thousand miles, past
Memphis, Vicksburg, Natchez, Baton Rouge and
New Orleans, as heavy as pregnancy itself, come
all the long way down, rooted from Idaho to New
York, and now, laden with ships, set sunken in
its vast swampy delta ninety miles south of New
Orleans, canopied with mosquitos, enters the
greasy shallow mud-puddle of the Gulf, rushing
and roiling and dissipating, spreading outward,
washing and swirling around the pillars and the legs
of the ravening multitude of clustered oil rigs.


2 / 3 / 68

by Dan Propper (1937 - 2003)
[See also Samurai & UN]
Did somebody say Gulf of Mexico?

Arbitrary name change,
as described by someone living with dementia:

"We named the Gulf of Mexico into the Gulf of America."

Wait, there's more, there's always more.

Here's a SECOND batch of nonsense,
[Also posted on The Quotidian Kit]
just as inappropriate and cringeworthy as before!

1.
Can you say Stepford Wives?
In thrall to someone living with dementia.

2.
Headgear fashion faux pas
by someone living with dementia.


3.
A Cartoon for Fun

Recent urban construction,
as described by someone living with dementia:
"Majestic skyscrapers, the towers that I see . . . and all of the different [unintelligible] I’ve seen a lot of different towers. I didn’t think there’s any version of a tower that I haven’t seen in one form or another."

4.
Insomnia,
as described by someone living with dementia,

completely misunderstanding that
tossing and turning = guilty conscience:
"Mohammad, do you sleep at night? How do you sleep? Huh? Just thinking. What a job. He tosses and turns like some of us, tosses and turns all night, how do I make it even better, all night. It’s the ones that don’t toss and turn, they’re the ones that will never take you to the promised land. Won’t they? But you have done some job. True."

5.
Who's hot & who's not,
as described by someone living with dementia:
"The United States is the hottest country — with the exception of your country, I have to say, right? I’m not going to take that on. No, Mohammed, I’m not going to take that on. Wouldn’t that be a terrible thing if I made that full statement? But I will not do it. You’re hotter. At least as long as I’m up here, you’re hotter" [in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, May 13, 2025] . . . "Has anyone noticed that, since I said 'I HATE TAYLOR SWIFT,' she's no longer 'HOT?' ” [online Friday, May 16].

6.
“…a top of the line, uhh, timberman like...
Like... You know who? Sean... Duffy,”
as described by someone living with dementia:
“He's a great Sean though, I have to tell you but Sean Duffy was the world champion for five years climbing trees and down, up and down, world champion! So that's what you call a serious a lumberjack."
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"I Didn't Even Know Anything"
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CREDITS
I think we can count
on a steady stream of material for this project.
Above comments taken from:

Occupy Democrats

Speech in Riyadh

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Friday, June 14th


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