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"We are fast approaching the stage of the ultimate inversion: the stage where the government is free to do anything it pleases, while the citizens may act only by permission."
Ayn Rand
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Liberalspeak
You're about to be lied to by a Liberal when they say ...
growing support for
mounting opposition to
the reality is
the larger question is
the more important question is
the bigger issue is
broader implications
our nation's children
linked to
touched by
raising awareness
on some level
a new study shows
in denial
marginalized
the American People
sends a message
reaching out
inappropriate
off our streets
history shows
the failed ...
arguably
greater diversity
disenfranchised
people of color
insensitivity
social injustice
cycle of poverty
most vulnerable
disproportionately
economically disadvantaged
disparate impact
oppressed minorities
the struggle for
solidarity with
outreach
shared values
root cause
working families
underserved populations
diverse backgrounds
vibrant community
too many
too often
assistance
give back
a positive step
positive outcome
non-partisan, non-profit
speaking truth to power
making a difference
statistics show
emerging consensus
a poll by the highly respected
reaffirm our commitment to
voicing concern
are speaking out
giving voice to
empower
enhance
making bad choices
have issues
divisive
inclusive environment
common-sense laws
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Saul Alinsky's Rules for Radicals
Tactics of the Left
Rule 1: Power is not only what you have, but what the enemy thinks you have
Rule 2: Never go outside the experience of your people.
Rule 3: Whenever possible, go outside the experience of the enemy.
Rule 4: Make the enemy live up to its own book of rules.
Rule 5: Ridicule is man's most potent weapon
Rule 6: A good tactic is one your people enjoy.
Rule 7: A tactic that drags on for too long becomes a drag.
Rule 8: Use different tactics and actions and use all events of the period.
Rule 9: The threat is more terrifying than the thing itself.
Rule 10: Maintain a constant pressure upon the opposition.
Rule 11: If you push a negative hard and deep enough, it will break through into its counterside.
Rule 12: The price of a successful attack is a constructive alternative.
Rule 13: Pick the target, freeze it, personalize it, polarize it.
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The Top Seven Techniques Liberals Use to Lie About Conservatives
by John Hawkins
1. Question The Motivations: Shift the discussion not to the facts at hand, but to the motivation of the person on the other side.
2. The Anonymous Smear: Take a vicious critic or an unreliable source and make them "anonymous."
3. The Teary Eyed Spokesman: Pick pathetic figures we're supposed to feel sorry for as spokesmen.
4. Rewrite history: The American public has a short memory and liberals count on that to get away with many of their most egregious lies.
5. Everybody Knows: Refuse to have the argument at all and assure everyone that the matter has already been decided.
6. The Ransom Note: Take something a conservative says completely out-of-context and attack that comment.
7. The Straw Man: If you can't find a sin conservatives have committed to attack, then invent one.
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Revenue Enhancement
Accounts Receivable Tax
Building Permit Tax
CDL license Tax
Cigarette Tax
Corporate Income Tax
Dog License Tax
Excise Taxes
Federal Income Tax
Federal Unemployment Tax
Fishing License Tax
Food License Tax
Fuel Permit Tax
Gasoline Tax
Gross Receipts Tax
Hunting License Tax
Income Tax
Inheritance Tax
Inventory Tax
IRS Interest Charges Penalties
Liquor Tax
Luxury Taxes
Marriage License Tax
Medicare Tax
Personal Property Tax
Property Tax
Real Estate Tax
Service Charge Tax
Social Security Tax
Road Usage Tax
Sales Tax
Recreational Vehicle Tax
Sales Tax
School Tax
State Income Tax
State Unemployment Tax
Telephone Federal Excise Tax
Telephone Federal Universal Service FeeTax
Telephone Federal, State & Local Surcharge Taxes
Telephone Min. Usage Surcharge Tax
Telephone Recurring & Non-recurring Charges Tax
Telephone State and Local Tax
Telephone Excise Tax
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Utility Taxes
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Unknowns
Nymphes and satyre, William Bouguereau, oil on canvas, 1873William Bouguereaux (1825—1905), as said here last week, a genius, perfectionist and acknowledged master of the human figure. French, natch. Forgotten after his death, his paintings could be had for a few hundreds of dollars as late as the 1960s. Rediscovered in the 1970s his works now command seven-figure prices and regularly break auction house records. Although this may be his most recognized work, it's not typical of Bouguereaux.
The second Great Depression is biting now. The Federal government can print 'pretend' money, states can pretend with accounting gimmicks, cities can get by with pretend budgets—for a while. Now the bill collector really is at the door—and he isn't pretending. Mike Shedlock has a roundup of states and cities that are going to the wall. And that's exactly where they're going, to the wall. Eighty per cent of TARP money went to the states and cities, and for what? For those famous shovel-ready projects we heard so much about? No no. It went to hide their chronic insolvency, in fact, for spending increases in many cases. As always, they say they'll turn out the orphans rather than derail the gravy trains. Remus has said it before, give any conscientous citizen the budget, a magic marker and an afternoon. Problem solved.
The top Ayatollah honcho says Iran will deliver a stunning blow to the west on Thursday. So far Pres. Obama hasn't told us what it is either, but if it's as serious as all that he'd have been, what's the word - persuaded by now, one would think.
Speaking of the religion of peace, we only think we've gotten used to the excesses of Islam, such as handing out treats to schoolkids so they'll gather 'round then blowing up the crowd, or the beheadings for trivial or imagined offenses, &c. There must be a limit even for Moslems, but this story says they're not even feeling for bottom yet.
Craig Mundie, chief research and strategy officer for Microsoft said, in support of UN licensing for using the internet, "People don't understand the scale of criminal activity on the internet. Whether criminal, individual or nation states, the community is growing more sophisticated. We need a kind of World Health Organisation for the Internet. When there is a pandemic, it organises the quarantine of cases. We are not allowed to organise the systematic quarantine of machines that are compromised. If you want to drive a car you have to have a license to say that you are capable of driving a car, the car has to pass a test to say it is fit to drive and you have to have insurance." Here comes the UN with its new toady, Microsoft, to save us from our evil internet.
A school district in Connecticut is being threatened with defunding by Washington if a special needs program doesn't remedy a serious violation of diversity policy. The Amity Regional School District received notice that its autism program was too white. "Amity has a 90 percent white student population so it makes sense a majority of their students with autism would be white," says the article, but that doesn't cut it with the federal Department of Education. "If the number of white autistic students at Amity does not decline, the district may face the further loss of federal funds," they say. Do you recall the last time a program was cut because it was too black or too Hispanic?
The Byzantines have gotten a bum rap from history, and why not, it was written by their enemies. They maintained a successful empire for an extraordinary length of time in the toughest political and military environment in the world. Perhaps they have something to teach us about successful statecraft in places like Afghanistan. Edward Luttwak believes so, and has written an article about what they would do.
Unmanned Aerial Vehicles—drones as they are better known, are the latest in an ever-more exacting surveillance that is turning this country into a prison. They are at present unarmed "eyes in the sky", put there under pretenses East Germany would recognize for the flimsy frauds they are. It's disheartening to see police agencies put military hardware into service so quickly, in these times the citizenry has good and sufficient reason to suspect the worst. At the very least, transparency has become a wrong-way street. Charles Farrier tells it all in this article, how UAVs came to be and what they are becoming.
And who didn't expect this, UAV spy drones are already being used by ordinary citizens for their own purposes.
If you thought the illegal crackdown on firearms during Katrina was a one-off misstep and that the lesson has been learned by government, here's a good indication to the contrary. If local government in North Carolina is this fearful of the citizenry during, let's face it, a mere weather event, it says a lot about what's likely to happen in a true crunch. In other words, the blackest warnings of the hardest hard core doomers probably aren't black enough. Twice is not a coincidence, it's a serious-as-a-heart-attack warning. Remus knew he was paranoid, the question is, was he paranoid enough? That sick in the gut feeling after reading this story says he wasn't. Update: this story has been drastically edited since first linked, details such as a ban on ammunition sales &c have disappeared. Deeper and deeper.
From an IRS Request for Quote dated Feb 2, 2010 (h/t drudge) - "The Internal Revenue Service (IRS) intends to purchase sixty Remington Model 870 Police RAMAC #24587 12 gauge pump-action shotguns for the Criminal Investigation Division. The Remington parkerized shotguns, with fourteen inch barrel, modified choke, Wilson Combat Ghost Ring rear sight and XS4 Contour Bead front sight, Knoxx Reduced Recoil Adjustable Stock, and Speedfeed ribbed black forend, are designated as the only shotguns authorized for IRS duty based on compatibility with IRS existing shotgun inventory, certified armorer and combat training and protocol, maintenance, and parts." So much for the notion that Americans pay taxes voluntarily.
Every agency aspires to be a police force, every police force wants to be an army. We know this to be true when we see uniformed members of Mothers Against Drunk Driving alongside state police officers at sobriety checkpoints. And notice how airport procedures are modeled after prison inmate processing, right down to lineups and body searches. We don't buy airline tickets any more, we apply for them. And watch the cop shows on teevee, what used to be routine servings of warrants now rate combat getups and military tactics and reality show video crews.
When the same outfit that writes the laws enforces them the republic is near the end. Sixty more gussied-up sawed-off shotguns? It appears the IRS is desperate to catch up with the militarization curve. "Tactical green eyeshade, check. Combat-hardened calculator, check. Molle-compliant attache case, check. Ride-along, check. Okay people, let's hit those returns and hit 'em hard. Oh, one more thing, be careful out there."
And don't miss IRS - The Movie, especially the fern-bar brawl where they prove themselves to be surprisingly tough hombres, quick on the draw with devastating repartee and hilariously cryptic references to fisticuffs. Finally, order your IRS calendar featuring the secretarial pool in cammie cutoffs and bad boy drop-holsters frolicking at the memorial to our Korean War dead. Proceeds go to support Carpal Syndrome Awareness.
President Obama's homies at ACORN won't be cutting their budget any time soon, almost $4 Billion dollars of public funds will be going their way. Recall that ACORN was locked out of federal contracts for a while, until a judge called foul and got their gravy train rolling again. It's understandable, mid-term elections are coming up and somebody has to ensure the right people win. No word if they're subcontracting the Black Panthers this time around.
Okay, let's veer off into the arcane for a moment. There's a point to all this. Promise. In 1883 Physiologist Max Rubner proposed that mammalian metabolic rates were proportional to their mass with an exponent of 2/3. He found it to be universal, from mice to cows. Then in 1932 his 2/3 exponent was replaced by a 3/4 ratio based on seemingly sound, seemingly superior research by Max Kleiber, a Swiss agricultural chemist. It was magic, it was cosmic, it immediately became settled science done up in neat charts and tidy tables. Sound familiar?
Learned papers were published about the mystic properties of the 3/4 ratio, some purporting to be derived from first principles, some involving fractals and every other gee whiz detour that has fascinated popularizers along the way. This went on for nearly eighty years.
It was all crap of course, the sheerest nonsense, and it didn't take mathematician Peter Dodds of the University of Vermont long to reveal Kleiber's analysis of the data, and the data itself, were the worst sort of worthless. Dodd proved that, done right, the original 2/3 exponent was correct after all.
So what do we have? We have several generations of "consensus science", eight decades of careers, speaking tours and awards, shown for the farce they were by a single honest man conducting what amounted to a rigorous audit and drawing whatever conclusion it yielded. In a word, science.
Every science has its sensationalists. Quantum physics has been all but adopted by students of Zen, astrophysics has its parallel universe enthusiasts—Elvis is alive somewhere—it's all fun, thought-provoking even, and relatively harmless. It sells papers, as they say. But sometimes science contracts serious parasites, opportunists that impede and impoverish, or actually punish honest research. So it was with climatology's man-made climate fanatics, with its Wicca and Gaia parasitettes for the constitutionally poetic or science averse.
Science is disfigured this way periodically because it has no real constituency. Science is treated as a resource, as if it consisted of pearl graders and tide table preparers and the customer were expected to announce a Grand Scheme behind it all. One would imagine NASA or the National Geographic Society or the upper reaches of academia to be natural whistle-blowers. One would be wrong. For whatever reason, such outfits jump ship and sign on with the barnacles in embarassing haste.
The integrity of science isn't so much protected as intermittently rescued, and it always comes down to the few per cent who keep things honest where they can, or make them honest where they can't.
Before departing the arcane, for those interested in the day by day goings on at CERN, Mike Anderson runs a blog from inside the main activities at the Large Hadron Collider. Refreshingly candid, he tells it with infectious enthusiasm, but like it is, warts and all.
It appears you can take Lou Dobbs out of CNN, but you can't take the CNN out of Lou Dobbs. The former toe-to-toe fighter against illegal immigration apparently has ambitions. Mr. Dobbs is, what's the phrase, oh yes—reaching out to the smarmiest low-life opportunists the left has to offer which, by definition, includes Sen. Schumer. It seems Mr. Dobbs has rethought his position on amnesty and now all but says there exists a right for anybody to live here, unbidden, in any numbers, and it all supersedes concerns mere citizens may have. And since you asked, Elizabeth Wright over at Issues and Views cites a fascinating Zogby poll on immigration that dispels some widely held beliefs.
Guerrilla warfare expert John Robb looks at the Tea Party movement and says it's an "open source political insurgency"—meaning information sharing, no central leadership, adaptive strategies—and he lays out three scenarios for its future. Well done, but we're betting on a fourth scenario to be named later.
Atlas may be about to shrug. "In an earlier day, the rich lived at the expense of the poor, directly and unequivocally; in a modern economy, unproductive citizens increasingly live at the expense of productive ones—though in an equivocal way, since they are told, and believe, that they are disadvantaged and deserve more still. Today, in fact, a good half of the population of every modern nation is made up of people with little or no income, who are exempt from taxes and live, to a large extent, off the other half of the population, which pays taxes," says Peter Sloterdijk in his article, The Grasping Hand, in New York City Journal, here. (h/t eLister C)
Mark Twain, 1886 - "Therein lies the defect of revenge: it's all in the anticipation; the thing itself is a pain, not a pleasure."
James Dakin over at Bison Survival writes better throw-away lines than Remus does articles. To wit, "Birkenstock wearing, Volvo driving, hemp fabric wearing, dreadlock sporting tree huggers will never be the savior of the planet. At least not this side of the collapse. ... The Titanic is going down burning coal, not powered by oarsmen fed with naturally grown soybean curd." Hah! Remus wishes he'd said that.
Epiphany. "To improve our education system requires improving our teachers. Requires demanding our teachers get deep in the trenches, be allowed to be flexible and innovative, persist, and to be held accountable. This the teacher unions and the Democratic Party will not accept, even for the sake of our children," says Stewart Nusbaumer in his Huffington Post review of the indy film, Waiting For Superman. Skip the video, it's like watching cats groom each other.
CNBC: “What would be the first two things you would do if you were in Mr. Bernanke's seat tomorrow morning?”
Jim Rogers: “I would abolish the Federal Reserve and I would resign.” (h/t youtube via blacklisted news)"Ever notice, when it snows, east coastey weather forecasts come complete with talking points?" Remus
Here's an amazing passage from an article entitled The US Government Has Lost Its Reason for Being, by Dave Lindorff in the leftist rag OpEdNews, "The whole government enterprise at this point is an ugly affront to the Preamble of the Constitution. We will all be better served if and when the whole thing is brought down. The way I see it, we've pretty much lost our government, and just voting in new politicians isn't going to fix anything (we just demonstrated that!)." So the right and the left have arrived at the same place, if by different routes. Seems the only question remaining is who holds whose baggage.
The green Audi commercial is attracting a lot of comment. Here's the most perplexing take yet:
"The thrill at the end, when the guy gets to accelerate away from the crowd, turns on satisfying the green police—not rejecting or circumventing them, but satisfying their strict standards. ... people who may find those obligations tiresome and constraining on occasion, who only fitfully meet them, who may be annoyed by sticklers and naggers, but who recognize that living more sustainably is in fact the moral thing to do. ... Buried deep in this ad, in other words, is a bright green message: prosperity, pleasure, and sustainability can be achieved together."
Is he saying what he appears to be saying?
Whatever else happens, government will grow. "Among the few sectors of the economy showing net employment growth over the past year is the federal government. The federal civil service is rapidly expanding as Obama increases the size of government, with 33,000 new positions being added in January alone. Only 9,000 of those new slots were for temporary census jobs. In other words, what we are seeing is good times for the public sector and the growing prospect of a continuing and perhaps even deepening recession for everybody else," says this article in the Washington Examiner.
The outside world is stunned and shocked (not) to learn that rape in Haiti, common in normal times and not illegal until recent years, has increased after the earthquake. One incident cited in the linked news story: a woman buried under rubble was rescued and promptly raped by her rescuer. Perhaps more amazing, the press is getting around to reporting it, although they wrap it in every excuse and 'yes-but' imaginable. Hint: we have to be understanding, and besides, it's our fault. Oh, here's a good one for you, the new term is "gender-based violence". Well sniff sniff, smell me would you. Whattsa mattah, not enough syllables in rape? An ideal world would reserve a place for the purveyors of such cloying nonsense, say, at the bottom of a disused mine plugged with nine hundred yards of concrete.
Remus doesn't know how he managed to miss these. Wired has a great series of photos from space showing asteroid impact craters on earth. One is 155 miles wide. Another don't miss photo in Wired is the shadow of the moon on the earth during an eclipse.
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1943 newspaper ad
An offer from the Office of Price Administration for a list of official maximum prices. The OPA was the agency responsible for rationing during the war.
1943 grocer-consumer anti-inflation display. . . . .
Cousin Ezekiel
The Father, The Son, And The Holy Josh - Chapter 4
Zeke looks up surprised, “Sorry, Aby. Ain't very manlike of me, but I dreamed of a day with my momma when I was five, an' remembered how nice she was. I was jest sittin' here missin' her. You look sad too. Bad dream?”
“I was dreaming of a morning I spent with my father when I was five years old. I remembered how hard he worked to give me a nice life. You remember how he even had money put aside to make sure I had enough to live comfortably all my life. I was dreaming of the day he explained it to me as a five year old girl so I would understand it. I wish he didn't die so young. I miss him too.”
Aby and Zeke sit at the table quietly for a few minutes. Aby asks, “What did you use to dream about before you met Enos and Josh every night, Zeke?”
“I would dream ‘bout the work I hadda do the next day an' try to solve them problems a'fore I hadda do em. I would dream ‘bout the granchillun an' how I would entertain em when I next seen em. I would dream ‘bout helpin' Ebill, Zoe, an' Felice ‘round their cabins. I liked them dreams.”
“I would have similar dreams, Zeke. I would dream of what I would help the girls with, like canning and cooking and sewing, and show them how to do all the things your family taught me. I would dream of taking care of the grandchildren and giving them all big hugs. I liked those dreams too.”
Aby and Zeke sit at the table quietly for a few more minutes. Aby asks, “Enos gave us those dreams, didn't he? That was supposed to be entertainment? That was to help us live longer? How can crying my eyes out help me live longer, Zeke?”
“I gotta git a rush job done tomorrow, Aby. Gotta open the shop a hour earlier. It's only eleven at night. I'm going back to sleep an' will ask Enos all them questions when I sees em next.”
“Zeke. We should talk about this now.”
“I will either fall asleep at this table or in bed. It would be better in bed. Sorry, Aby”, as Zeke puts his head in his arms and falls asleep at the table.
Aby reaches for Zeke to wake him up, rests her head on her outstretched arm touching his, and falls asleep herself.
“Hello Princess. You've grown into a beautiful woman. I'm sorry I left you so soon, but I had no choice.”
Aby looks up to see her father just as he was that day they played as the Princess and the Bear having tea. “Daddy. That can't be you. I must be dreaming”, said Aby softly so as not to wake Zeke.
You are dreaming, dear, but don't wake up or I won't be able to talk to you. That's it. Fall deeper into sleep. Now come here and give me one the world's finest hugs as only you can do. Oh, I missed that. I thought I would get a few every day for the rest of my life. … Oops. I did, but you know what I mean. I expected to live longer, and that is what I want to talk to you about.” He looks at his daughter with a little smile and asks, “You never knew your mother did you, Aby?”
Aby, still hugging her father, shakes her head ‘No'.
“She left me before you turned one. I thought we would be married forever, but I didn't know she only wanted my money. We had an argument after you were born. She refused to have more children because she didn't like the pain of childbirth. She only wanted to go out every night to night clubs. I had to run my business, so I could not stay out all night … but I had no interest in doing that anyway. She found someone else, ran away and I never knew where she went. I didn't care. I had you, and that was all that mattered to me. You and I would be together forever, unless by chance I died. The thought of that possibility scared me, and I worked harder to accumulate enough money to make sure you and Bill would never have to worry about money. Money is important, but not the most important thing. Love and sharing what time you have with your loved ones is the most important thing. But we must eat and be housed to be together to do that, so it looks like earning money is a very close second … and even must take priority sometimes. You can't have love for long without the benefits of some money to make it comfortable. Do you understand, Princess?”
Aby is still hugging her father and shakes her head ‘yes'.
“So now you know all the reasons I had to work hard. It was for you, because I loved you. But now I want to talk about the benefits you received from my untimely death.”
Aby arches her back so she could look at her father's face and asks, “Benefits?”
Her father looks down and smiles, “Yes, Princess. Benefits. You see, having to lose your father at such a young age was a terrible shock for a girl of five years old. You were suddenly an orphan. Fortunately, Bill was mature enough at his age that he could raise you for me. But now you knew that at any time anyone you loved could be taken from you, and you treated everyone as though it might be the last day you get to spend with them. It made you appreciate life and always remember how delicate life is. It made you want to make everyone's time with you memorable, so if it turned out to be your last day, well, you knew you did your best. It made you want to bring as many children into this world as you possibly could … even if your own health was put at risk, because the more children you had the less chance you would ever be alone again. It made you treat Zeke here with the most love and care you could give a man so he would live as long as possible for you and your children. You had five children, but lost one. If you had one and lost it you would have been devastated. But you planned ahead, like I did with money, and still had four you knew you must continue to take care of. You have become a finer woman by my dying early than I could have raised you to be. I am so proud of you, Abigail.”
Aby hugs her father again and tears well in her eyes.
“It is believed by most in the Beyonds that the son of the first God was born of a virgin here on earth. Some question that, since it would mean he broke his own laws of science on how life is created with a father, but I guess when it was time for another god they were only concerned with picking the finest woman for the job, where quality of love prevailed. I can't believe you grew a son … my grandson … with such care and love that he became the God of the Fifth Beyond. You are truly amazing, Aby. You gave me a grandson who let me talk to you before you died yourself to tell you I still miss you and will always love you.”
Aby is now crying and hugs her father hard. Then he is gone.
Aby quickly sits up and realizes she fell asleep again. She sees Zeke suddenly wake up also, and also crying.
“I had a dream I met my father and he said his passing away made me a better person”, said Aby.
“My Momma came to me an' said the same thin', Aby. She said I appreciated life more knowin' it could be taken away at any time.”
Aby and Zeke held each other as though it could be their last moment together.
Meanwhile, Enos appears next to Josh and asks how he is doing. “Is I sposta be doin' this stuff Enos? This should be yer job of workin' these dreams with the other minds like Aby's poppa an' Zeke's momma. What'f I screwed it up? I could'a give some wrong idea to Zeke'n Aby whats would cause all kinds of trouble.
Enos says, “I see you did a perfect job, Josh. You had my permission to handle this project, so what are you worried about?”
“I though jest Saints were sposta make folks think theys seen stuff, Enos. I ain't no Saint.”
“The title of Saint is given by the people of Earth. I can't make you a Saint, Josh. The only title we ever gave here is “Holy”. It has only been given once before to a friend of the First God. I could give you that title if it would make you feel more comfortable doing these projects I assign to you.”
“Josh the Holy? Sounds funny, Enos. Sounds like them name callin' names, like Josh the Screw-Up, or Josh the Diaper Breath, or Josh the Dumb Ass, or Josh the Goof. Don' knows iff'n I likes that title.”
“You would be called the Holy Josh , not Josh the Holy. Get used to it, Josh. It is your new title that allows you to do projects for me”, and Enos slaps the Holy Josh on his back as though that made it official.
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In the next Woodpile Report:
The Father, The Son, And The Holy Josh - Chapter 4
The Holy Josh Screws Up
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