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Good morning Widdershins,

Hurricane Harvey has been a massive catastrophe. As I was writing this on Tuesday evening, a levee in a county south of Houston has breached. “NOTICE: The levee at Columbia Lakes has been breached!! GET OUT NOW!!!” Brazoria County said on Twitter on Tuesday morning. Many trillions of gallons of water have fallen. The entire Texas National Guard has been deployed. Meanwhile president Dump and his wife (wearing 4” heels) went to visit and Dump wondered at the size of the crowd assembled. “What a crowd, what a turnout,” he declared in Corpus Cristi. Meanwhile Glenn Thrush of the New York Times declared that Dump “used the dulcet, reassuring and uplifting language of prior presidents” when speaking of the disaster, in an article with the headline: “Harvey Gives Trump A Chance to Reclaim Power to Unify.” I assume that’s when Dump wasn’t wearing his $40 hats his company sells while making appearances in Texas. The New York Times has reached peak dumpster fire in their apologia and legitimization of Dump. Just a few days ago their reporters (you know the ones) were screaming on twitter that everything is Hillary’s fault. (I’m sure I’m wrong about it being peak. Bigger dumpster fires are yet to come.) The only person at the Times with any sense of decency is Paul Krugman who sent out a series of tweets pointing out the media screwed up. Sadly the political desk at the Times, headed by Dean Baquet, doesn’t listen to Krugman.

Speaking of Dean Baquet, read this remarkable article about Baquet, the media, Melania Trump’s plagiarized speech, and Meredith McIver, who took responsibility for stealing Michelle Obama’s words. Is McIver an actual person? Who knows! Even though the Times, among others, wrote glowingly about her, nobody seems to have met this woman in at least 10 years. And Baquet thinks the reporter who asked to confirm that someone at the Times actually has met this woman is a “moron.”

…we really don’t know if Meredith McIver is real, alive, and well, or not — she may very well be. But I know the explanations from Team Trump for what happened at the time were completely ridiculous — one involved Sean Spicer and a My Little Pony box (please, Google it); I know that other people searching for Meredith have received anonymous threats; I know that a phone conversation I had with Meredith’s alleged ex-boyfriend, Stephen Palitz, led to far more questions than answers; I know that fake social media accounts for Meredith popped up immediatley after she accepted blame…and suddenly and inexplicably began communicating in Russian before disappearing again.

A few months ago, Arthur Sulzberger, publisher of the NYTimes, fired the paper’s public editor. The public editor was originally hired after the paper’s disastrous coverage leading up to the Iraq War. Now Sulzberger declared the role was no longer necessary because the public would keep his reporters honest. On Tuesday evening Peter Daou, a former Clinton staffer who is very vocal in his defense of Clinton on twitter, announced he has now been blocked by 3 major Times reporters, including Thrush and Haberman. How does one keep reporters honest – when reporters block you?

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What’s on your minds Widdershins? This is an open thread.

Katrina Satellite image offshore

It’s not as though I needed a reminder of what this day is.  I will most likely have it and the memories in my mind until the day I die, that is if I keep my mind and don’t slip into a senile, demented old age.  It’s all just clear as a bell.

On Friday the 26th of August 2005 I was at work in the Ops Control Center at USDA’s National Finance Center in New Orleans.  We had these big monitors at the front of the room that we could all see from our workstations.  They showed the status of the IDMS databases, the CICS online systems, and various other systems that we kept track of.  But we had one monitor that had a tv tuner attached to it and we had The Weather Channel on that one.  And what I saw on that channel began to scare me terribly.  Hurricane Katrina had already crossed Florida and was supposed to turn up the peninsula of Florida but it wasn’t doing that.  It was staying out in the Gulf and the weather people were talking about it possibly heading toward the central Gulf and perhaps Louisiana.  We already had Tropical Storm (later reclassified as a Cat 1 hurricane) Cindy pass through and we didn’t have power for two days.  The power situation was hit and miss and it was available in other parts of St. Bernard, including a hotel.  I tried talking the momster into us going there so I could leave her someplace with a.c. so I could go to work.  She refused and there was no way I could leave her in a house without a.c. by herself.

So with Cindy in mind and watching Katrina not doing what she was supposed to do, I got on the phone and started calling hotels out of the area.  Previously we had evacuated to Meridian Mississippi.  It was about 150-200 miles inland and had always worked out satisfactorily before, well out of the way of any

TIMES-PICAYUNE FILE PHOTO/TED JACKSON A cross stands out in the Mississippi River Gult Outlet at Shell Beach as part of the St. Bernard Katrina memorial.

Katrina cross in the MRGO commemorates the 180 people who died in St. Bernard parish

possible water or flooding and the hotel we used accepted pets because we had Chloe with us.  I called the place and there was “no room at the inn”.  So I had to start looking online for hotels there that were pet friendly.  I found one that looked acceptable so I called and booked us two rooms for, I think, 4 days.  We(my Dad and I) never thought as much about getting out of the path of a hurricane as much as we thought of just getting out of the immediate area.  Obviously the idea of levees being breached and floodwalls collapsing never crossed my mind.  So then I called the momster and in my sternest voice told her we had to get ready to leave for Katrina.  I was surprised when she said okay because she had watched the news on tv also.  (big sigh of relief from me!)

That evening I started boarding up windows and putting things away that were in the yard and on the

Memorial plaque with the names of those in SBP that died in the storm.

Memorial plaque with the names of those in SBP that died in the storm.

patio so there would be no flying projectiles when the winds hit.  Saturday I ran errands before getting ready to leave and then spent Saturday evening loading up the Expedition.  We left out Sunday morning and I was concerned about my neighbors because two families of them decided they would ride out the storm there.  That morning I found out  that one of families had decided to leave and that was a relief for me.  After following the news and weather I was awfully concerned about anyone staying behind.

We got to Meridian and the hotel and I was surprised at the number of Louisiana tags in the parking lot and then even more surprised when I found out that many of the people were fellow residents from “da parish”.  We watched the news as they showed Katrina hitting Louisiana and then as it moved inland.  Then we watched as it was approaching Mississippi and I realized the winds weren’t really dying down

A flooded Judge Perez Dr. in Chalmette LA.

A flooded Judge Perez Dr. in Chalmette LA.

much.  I found out later that winds in Meridian got up to 100 mph (I figured this out as I watched pieces of the

hotel next to us break off and fly around).  We lost power there and didn’t get it back for two days.  Meanwhile I was checking with people around the hotel to see if anyone had news from the parish.  Gradually folks started getting some news.  We knew the city had been flooded…we all sat around in shock just watching the videos that were coming in.  But then I started hearing that the levees on the MRGO that protected St. Bernard had failed.  Chalmette was flooded, with some places having water over the roofs.

The storm surge comes through the MRGO overtopping the levees.

The storm surge comes through the MRGO overtopping the levees.

In the picture above I can’t give anything for a reference except to say the tall things there are the supports for a four-laned Interstate type bridge that crosses over the Mississippi River Gulf Outlet.  Obviously those are telephone poles and trees in the front.  Normally the MRGO was so placid people would go out there in flat boats to fish.

All I can say is that for days there was a bunch of people who were milling around a hotel with no power, hotter than hell , just wondering what had happened to their homes.  We were getting no news about our parish because the bigger disaster was what was happening in New Orleans.  Then news started trickling in as I wrote above.

I’m going to wrap this up with something from The Rude Pundit because writing about “the thing” as Chris Rose referred to it is not something I really want to relive again.

“I don’t wanna write about that. I’m tired of thinking about it,” said one of the Rude Pundit’s New Orleans friends when he asked the woman to post on this here blog about the tenth anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, the storm that caused the levees in New Orleans to break, allowing cataclysmic, murderous floods to ravage that place and many others. “Why does it matter that it’s been ten years? Every day is another anniversary.” Her family had lost three Katrina shrimp Boat Chalmetteor four houses between all the members. She lived a damn nightmare.

He reached out to another buddy, an old friend, a writer and photographer, who responded, “I’m just keeping my head low and not following it at all. It makes me crazy.” He meant that it depressed the hell out of him, and it was hard to blame him. He had been chased out of his home by the storm and came back to help rebuild the town. – See more at:

And that’s sorta the way I feel too.  We were fortunate in that we had “only” about five to six feet of water in the house and it did not come up in a violent matter.  The house is structurally sound and is secured, just waiting there for the rebuild.

But as Rude Pundit’s friends said, “I don’t wanna talk about it”.  Sometimes wounds take forever to heal and sometimes they don’t heal at all.

When I first saw someone post this song online, after the storm, I was sitting in the Birmingham area, where I am now, and just completely broke down.  I had a bottle of Seagrams 7 near me and just started slugging the shit.  The guy wasn’t even from La, but he knew…he knew.  I sat there slugging and snuffling until I got loaded enough to fall asleep.

It’s an open thread and comment however you’d like.  And writing about this has made me have to take a half of a xanax.

I’m mad as hell and not going to take it anymore!!  However I’m not mad for myself, but rather for the, at one time, almost a million people in Louisiana who have been without power since Hurricane Isaac dawdled over the state.  That number has gone down considerably but not before at least one person died from the heat.

What I’m mad about is the state of the infrastructure in Louisiana and in this country as a whole.

Wiki defines infrastructure as :

basic physical and organizational structures needed for the operation of a society or enterprise,or the services and facilities necessary for an economy to function.

The term typically refers to the technical structures that support a society, such as roads, water supply, sewers, electrical grids, telecommunications, and so forth, and can be defined as “the physical components of interrelated systems providing commodities and services essential to enable, sustain, or enhance societal living conditions.”

This was probably considered high-tech and state-of-the-art in the 1800s.  Now, not so much, right?

But we certainly wouldn’t think that today would we?  Except that this is exactly what carries our electricity, our cable  our high speed internet and yes our telephone lines in most cities.  And when a slow moving (stalled at one point) low-end Category 1 hurricane passes over a city with water-soaked ground this is what happens.

Pathetic, isn’t it?

And what is even more pathetic is the almost circus-like response of Entergy, parent company of Entergy-Louisiana and Entergy-New Orleans.  I read stories and heard them from people on the teevee say that it was just a meltdown on the company’s part.  There were anecdotal stories of 10 to 15 service trucks sitting in a staging area doing nothing while waiting for things like a work order to remove a tree that was laying across power lines and brought them down.  The workers were just standing around killing time.  Further, a lot of these guys were either brought in from other power companies or were with private companies that Entergy contracted with most likely before hurricane season began.  Don’t get me wrong…I understand that a lineman may not be able or know how to properly remove a huge live oak from a power line.  But surely, Entergy or the contractor’s supervisors or someone could have enough sense to send the linemen to another area while the tree gets cut and removed and then send them back to that area.  And when you have “old technology” like this involved, this is what it looks like when the power companies try to repair it.

Now it’s not like all of these “telephone” poles are old and have been planted in the ground in New Orleans since the 1800s.  No, a lot of this “infrastructure” was lost in Katrina and  replaced with…exactly the same old shit.  And the utility customers of Louisiana paid (and are still paying) for the repairs of this stuff with a thing called LURC , or Louisiana Utilities Restoration Corporation.  In the verbiage of the Louisiana state legislature here is what LURC is supposed to do:

The legislature finds and declares it to be prudent and in the best interests of the state of Louisiana to consider and make available alternate financing techniques to support the financial strength and stability of utility companies that have undertaken past, and will undertake future, utility system restoration. Therefore, the Louisiana Utilities Restoration Corporation, a nonprofit corporation, may be created, for the purpose of providing an alternate financing mechanism available to the Public Service Commission and the council of the city of New Orleans, as applicable, to attract low-cost capital to finance utility system restoration and capital contributions to financially strengthen and stabilize utilities.

Well it sounds right purdy doesn’t it?  But damned if I’ve ever seen a utility company that needed any help in attracting “low cost capital” for anything.  But I do know that everyone who has electricity from Entergy or Entergy Nola has two lines on their bill that reads:  LURC 2005 Hurricane Charge   @10.79% and LURC 2008 Hurricane Charge @5.4017% and then that’s added into the electric charge along with the infamous Fuel Adjustment Charge.

So, what is there to do?  Well for one thing the power companies could consider running their lines underground, where feasible.  I write “where feasible” because I know that Nola, with its high water table might not lend every part of the city  to this but in those areas they could at least use poles stronger than a wooden pole which hasn’t changed in design since the 1800s.  I would though, add this reply to the “can’t do it everywhere” argument:  it’s been done in the French Quarter and if you can do it in that highly dense area I can’t see why it can’t be done elsewhere.

Now if utilities really, really, really need a helping hand with this stuff, there’s been an opportunity for the government to help out via this legislation.  It would help by creating some jobs and accomplishing something that needs to be done.

I don’t claim to be an expert in utilities or utilities management or anything of the sort.  However, when a weak Cat 1 hurricane can lay low a major city’s power supply and render it and its’ citizens practically helpless, something needs to be done and when I see those damned wooden “telephone poles” laying over it makes me furious.

This is an open thread.

Go. ‘Dawgs Sic ‘Em!!!!

I am SO ready for some football.  Not only because it’s football, but because it will take my mind off of overtopped levees and over the top speeches, blowing winds and bloviating speakers, arching trees and overarching principles, and everything else that has taken place in the past few days.  Comparatively speaking, football is actually pretty clean:  it’s controlled savagery with a clearly defined purpose, and written rules with consequences attached. Football ain’t beanbag.

Tonight kicks off the SEC slate, with South Carolina opening their conference schedule versus Vanderbilt. Texas A&M was to play in Shreveport tonight, but punted the game to an October date, figuring that the rains will surely have ceased by then.  My ‘Dawgs play the University of Buffalo on Saturday, while Fredster’s Tigers line up against North Texas.  Georgia’s campus was out of storm range, and I feel certain that the Tigers will play even if there are no seats on the bleachers in Death Valley.  We take our football seriously, and these games are known euphemistically as “planned victories”.  A-hem!!!    There will also be a game between University of Michigan and University of Alabama.  Now, my first (and ex) spouse went to Michigan, and no one likes The Tide (except for themselves), so for whom do I root?   This game will take place in the Cowboys’ new place, and it should be interesting.  Anyhow, we have a full three days worth of games to cleanse the soul here, and I for one cannot wait.

Neither Mr. Romney nor President Obama are football fans, but they both  enjoy funding from the game.   Mr. Romney enjoys “sport”. and has many friends amongst owners.  The Prez is a basketball guy.  I saw a poll that said (unsurprisingly) professional athletes overwhelmingly backed Obama, while owners picked Romney is a financial landslide.

What might be just as entertaining as watching the football games is watching the political games that will doubtlessly ensue this weekend status post Isaac.   No one, but no one, wishes to emulate the infamous Bush “flyover”, so candidates will likely rush the affected areas, showering supplies as they go.   During Katrina, Louisiana had a Democratic governor and a Republican President, neither of whom looked particularly stellar.  Now, they have a Republican governor and a Democratic President, both of whom are likely to try to outshine the other while trying even harder nor to fumble.  I predict that candidates of all stripes will be buckling up their chin straps,  running, and rushing to aid the victims while blocking, tackling, and clipping their opponents’ efforts.  This should get much-needed relief supplies to the victims in a timely manner, meaning that the rest of us won’t have to leave home and do it ourselves like we did after Katrina,  and it might just be kind of interesting.  We can watch it during halftime.

So, make the popcorn, call out for pizza, and get ready for kickoff – otherwise, it’s an open thread.

Tomorrow is the 20th anniversary of Hurricane Andrew.

Shortly after midnight, twenty years ago, the outer bands began to strike the area, and we braced for the worst.  By all calculations, Andrew was to hit my city squarely, and we had prepared as best we could.  The lights went out promptly – this is Florida, and there’s not a thing wrong with out sixty year old electrical grid, just ask our power company.    We sat in the hall with our lanterns, radio, and frightened pets.  At about 3 am, we were advised that the storm had “wobbled”, and would instead make landfall just south of Kendall.  When daylight came, I had some roof damage and any landscaping was history, including a few trees that we never found any sign of anywhere on my street.  My house and plantings were easily fixed, but the lights did not come on for a month.

Bell has always done a much better job of maintaining their equipment, and we soon heard from the stricken areas that there was a tremendous amount of damage done.  Without television, we had to wait for the next day’s newspapers to show us the extent of the problem in southern Dade county.  In the meantime, I had been called into work, as approximately 50% of the ER staff lived in the affected area,  My next day off was forty-one days later.

While I was sitting at the triage desk, staff member after staff member who lived in Andrew’s path came back to the ER because they didn’t know where else to go.  One nurse had her cat with her – and that was all that she had found of her home.  Those of us who still had a roof over our head took people in, cashed checks, went to Home Depot and the grocery store.  Eventually we were sufficiently organized to cash checks and shop for people we didn’t even know.  The ambulance drivers would bring is the check and the list, and we would come back that night with what we had managed to purchase.  This went on for many months.

My BF’s family lost four homes thanks to Andrew.  They were rebuilt agonizingly over a six month period of time.  Back in those days, stunned insurance adjusters were scribbling checks for the full property and contents amount – that would never, ever happen today – so financially, they did quite well.   At least they had the cash in reserve to pay the whopping increases in our property insurance, which is probably the nation’s least regulated and highest in cost.  Remember that fact when anyone tells you that deregulation is the fastest way to drop prices – it isn’t.  It means that prices will rise nearly one hundred fold, and no one will intervene.

Andrew also probably cost George HW Bush his job.  Air Force One touched down at Homestead Air Force Base, and he declared that this didn’t look too bad and left.  Dubya rushed down here  and passed out water with his brother in 2004, but neither were  anywhere to be found in 2005 when Wilma struck.  Water and supplies were lost or sent to the wrong counties, and the Governor was annoyed that we were asking for help a mere eight days after the storm, when he had told us to provision for three days.  Mathematical calculations are different in an election year than in a non-election year.

Fortunately, this is an election year, so wherever  Isaac makes landfall  will probably see a rapid response.  In fact, two rapid responses.  I’m certain that the President will be right here, and I’m equally certain that Rick Scott will be towing Romney and Ryan along as well .  Andrew taught us all something.  Here’s what we learned:

(1) The electrical grid is ridiculously bad.  Twenty years later, it is no better.  I suspect that there may be FEMA money to fix fallen power lines and that  may well be why the lines, poles, and transformers are not maintained.  Why take money from your stockholders when the Feds will clean up the mess?

(2) Emergency response time is closer to seven days than the three that you have been told.  If you live in a hurricane (or tornado zone), and that might be further up the coast than a decade ago, provision accordingly.  Have food, water,  a grill, lanterns or flashlights, a radio and plenty of fresh batteries.  Purchase a generator if you can possibly afford one.Have several hundred dollars of cash on hand, as your ATM card is worthless.   As for the rest of the country, strange earthquakes are occurring in areas not usually prone to them.  At this point in time, I am beginning to suspect that no part of the US is completely safe from natural calamities.

(3) Initial estimates tend to be lowballed.  Andrew was said to be a Category 3, and much later, found to be a Category 5.  Wilma was initially a Category 1 when it was actually a 3, etc.  Dade County still swears that 21 people died in Hurricane Andrew,  yet I know people in the ME’s office that swear that this estimate was off by a factor of at least 10.  Perhaps they meant that 21 bodies were claimed.  One of the worst hit areas was known to have migrant camps that disappeared off the face of the map.  Heaven only knows what the actual death toll was.

Therefore, we know that we must repair our sagging infrastructure, and we must shore up our emergency response. South Floroda has markedly improved emergency evacuations and shelters since Andrew, but for the most part we have been unable to get the Powers That Be off the dime when it comes to improving the infrastructure.   The Twelve Percenters of the House of Representatives refuse to discuss finding the bucks to do so.  You will understand completely, I hope, if I were to gently suggest the following:

(1) While I do not wish misfortune on anyone, the grid will never get fixed if its collapse only bothers a small segment of society.  Therefore, I think that the more hurricanes strike up the eastern seaboard, the more rapidly this will be fixed.  Further, it has to make more sense economically to rebuild properly than to constantly fix things on FEMAS double-time dime.

(2) Isaac is looking at Florida and licking his chops. Should it hit here, plan on silence from me for at least ten days.  However, should it hit the Tampa area, I promise that they will be up and running in thirty-six hours.  Therefore, go Isaac, go!  Straight up the Gulf Coast to Tampa with you.  And, wouldn’t that be a smashing omen?  Welcome to Florida, Republican Party-goers!

So, remember us and say a little prayer for the actual residents of Florida.  We provide you with so much humor.  You would so miss us if we were to blow away.

This is an open thread.

For the past ten years, Americans have suffered through enhanced governmental “vigilance”.  Like it or not,  Big Brother is watching.   Our lives are open books.  Every little detail of our phone conversations, emails, and even freaking library records are wide open for inspection.  They know who we are, what we think, whom we contact and what we do.   Despite lawsuits filed by the Center for Constitutional Rights initially filed suit in 2006.  The Bush administration claimed to have discontinued the program in 2007, however, we are all aware how that went.  CCR asked to recover all pertinent surveillance records concerning the plaintiffs, but were advised that they must provide proof of existence.  CCR was advised that these were state secrets and non-recoverable. ………….and the beat goes on. Still goes on.

However, that said, we now are finding out who “they” are.  You know – “them”.  The “them” that wants to know everything about us.  They have spent an enormous amount of the past few months demonstrating whom – and what – they are.

Republicans long for a return to domination, and have howled their way through the past few years.  They are deeply concerned about the deficit, about security, and are focused like a laser on removing the “job-crushing” regulations and demands upon American business.  They appear to completely unconcerned about the generally sad state of affairs of the American people.  Then there are the sycophants of the Obama administration, who are busily pontificating and thinking great thoughts.  They are focused like a laser on finding common ground with the aforementioned Republicans.  They are also not particularly concerned about the American people.

That said, all of the above are having a rather crappy period of time.  Mother Nature has not been in a good mood with the territorial United States of late, and FEMA has been busy in almost every state.  Over 200 states of emergency are in progress across the nation.  Missouri is still reeling from a nasty tornado outbreak. Texas has been literally afire. We have actually had an East Coast earthquake, and part of Virginia had significant damage – not to mention the cracks in both the apex of the Washington Monument and the spires of  the National Cathedral.  On top of that, Hurricane Irene eschewed a Florida sojourn and visited the East Coast, inundating several states in the process.  Vermont is washing away, and New Jersey is floating.  To say that resources are somewhat stretched would be a true masterpiece of understatement.  That said, nothing demonstrated the true caliber of a person more than the stress of an absolute disaster, and it’s been an absolute sideshow of late.  To wit:

Eric Cantor:   We know who he is.  Eric’s the guy who in 2004 petitioned FEMA for relief after Tropical Storm Gaston flooded his district, claiming that the Commonwealth had insufficient resources to cope.  He’s also the guy who told earthquake victims in his area to pay for their own damages.  He’s the Tea Party mouthpiece who announced that there would be cuts to other budgets to fund FEMA.  Amazingly, he doesn’t see a problem with this.  Yep, we know who he is.

Chris Christie:  We know who he is.  This is the loud-mouthed guy who tells people to mind their own business.  This is also the guy who refused stimulus funds for a rotting infrastructure because of fiscal conservatism.  This is now the guy who is watching his state float merrily down the stream.  I just watched him touring with Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano, and he doesn’t seem too happy with Rep. Cantor.  Hell, even Christie knows who he is.

John Boehner:   We know who he is.  He’s the guy who has been screaming about where the jobs are – or aren’t – for two long years.  When the President requested a joint session of Congress to unveil his jobs plan, Speaker Boehner declined politely but firmly.  Seems that this would interfere with the Republican Debate, so those elusive jobs will just have to await a more convenient time slot.  Oh, yeah, we know who he is, too.

Ron Paul:   We know who he is.  This is the non-practicing obstetrician who prides himself on never accepting Medicare as payment.  This is Mr. Tenth Amendment, who feels that the states should carry out their own rescue efforts without federal interference.  We know who he is,and he’s from Texas..

Rick Perry:  We know who he is.  This is the latest and greatest Republican savior.  This is “Governor Goodhair” per the late, great Molly Ivens.  This is also the governor who said that Texas could secede from the union per its constitution, even though the constitution says nothing of the sort.  This is now the guy who wants to be president of the nation from which he wished to secede, and as its president, would strive to limit the reach of said federal government.  By the way, this is also the governor who was righteously indignant that FEMA paid only 75% of the expenses of fighting the Texas wildfires.  Mr. Perry, do you know Mr. Paul?  We know both of you.

If you don’t laugh, you’ll cry.  Maybe the jobs program will be rebuilding of our decimated upper quadrant.  On the meantime,watch all of the above-referenced politicians closely.  Tthis is an open thread.

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