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I hope everyone had a pleasant Fourth of July. I myself spent that morning in Florida, the afternoon in flight to D.C., and the evening at the Mall, watching the fireworks display. If any of you see newscasts or pictures of the Boston Pops stage surrounded by people, know this: its a filthy fucking lie. They weren't allowing anyone within 1,000+ feet of that fucker. I guess I'll have to get elected into something to be able to approach it (and even then, I think they might still shoot while shouting "Pinko!").

If you didn't take a moment to read the preamble to the Declaration of Independance a couple days ago, you ought to do so now. Good stuff.

On a completely different note, I was exposed to a horror that brought forth from the dark recesses of my mind a memory of a thing that should not be. Long ago, in some sort of evil chamber of darkness or something, I think George Lucas was possessed by the devil. Nay, to be possessed by the devil would have yielded something infinitely less disturbing. Perhaps his evil is more than that of the grandmaster of Hell itself. Satan couldn't have thought of Jar-Jar...

Star Wars had a made-for-TV movie. Think about that for a bit...

Not a cartoon. Not some sort of series. Not even a straight-to-video release. We're talking about a movie made to be broadcast. I think all fans of Star Wars would rather much forget this abomination of filmmaking. All non-fans would rather forget it. The United Nations ought to pass a resolution ordering all copies destroyed and that memory-destroying drugs be cast into the air supply to help us get past this terrible...thing.

Oh, finished Life of Pi. It was pretty cool, but not the life-changing book some folk claim it to be.

Thats all for now. Take care folk,