There’s no good way to use “fag”

Unless you’re talking about a cigarette. This is a lesson that a lot of straight people still need to learn, apparently.

Shock jock wannabe John DePetro has been yanked off the air for two days and ordered to apologize for calling embattled Big Dig chief Matt Amorello a “fag” yesterday on his morning radio show.

“This corporation has zero tolerance for racial intolerance. Mr. DePetro has 72 hours to think about it,” said Jason Wolfe, vice president of programming at WRKO (680) and WEEI-AM (850).

DePetro referred to Amorello - who is married to a woman - as “Fag Matt.”
But he didn’t mean it that way!

“And I don’t mean gay fag, I just mean the way when you’re a sophomore, juvenile, in grammar school and somebody would say you’re like a sissy boy fag,” DePetro said on-air. “I don’t mean gay fag. I mean like sissy boy. He’s a little sissy boy. Wife wears the pants.”
Oh, well, that’s all right then.

I’m growing exceedingly tired of people who want to rip homophobic and sexist terms from their roots in a cynical attempt to redefine them. Fag is a nasty epithet for gay men. Period. Sissy boy is a nasty epithet that uses the feminine as a slur against a man, setting it up as a negative alternative to the masculine. Period. There is no way to invoke either term and claim you’re not disparaging gay men and/or women. You are. That’s the end of the story.

It doesn’t matter that (some members of) the LGBT community have reappropriated the term for their own use. It also doesn’t matter if you know a gay person who doesn’t find the word fag offensive. It doesn’t even matter if you’re a straight person who has tons of gay friends with whom you can use the word in its reappropriated sense. Calling someone a fag in a clearly pejorative manner is unacceptable.

There are men (and women) who would swear up, down, and backwards that they’re not homophobic, and may even genuinely be supportive of full LGBT equality, but nonetheless continue use the word fag to malign other men—or use “gay” as a negative descriptor. They just like the words. They don’t want to give them up, because they haven’t found anything else that feels quite so good rolling off the tongue as “What a fag” and “That’s so gay.” Who’s it hurting? I totally don’t hate gay people! And that’s why we get these tortured explanations of how they’re not using them “in the gay way.”

But those words just aren’t theirs to use in any way they want to—because even if they don’t associate them negatively with homosexuality, there are still a ton of people who do. Throwing around “fag” and “gay” casually, as if they have no meaning anymore—or some “new” meaning separate from their origins—is ignorant and lazy, and contributes, in spite of all protestations to the contrary, to a culture of homophobia. It’s time to give up the ghost. Find a new word.

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WALKEN!!!

You know Walken is your Weapon of Choice.



(I know; I'm in a silly mood today. Sorry.)

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"Exchange rate"

Journalist Robert Fisk has lived in Beirut for the last 30 years. He had this to say when interviewed by Amy Goodman on Democracy Now!:

The exchange rate for neutral slaughter between Israel and here at the moment is now 1 to 10. 24 Israelis – I think 25 now -- to 242 Lebanese, many of whom, as I say, most of whom, but a far larger proportion of civilians.

Note: CNN currently reports 300 estimated dead in Lebanon, compared to 29 Israeli dead. So I guess that exchange rate still holds.

It's a tragedy of immense proportions, because it’s also tearing apart a country. In the last 24 hours we found the Israelis have turned to attacking a milk factory, Liban Lait -- it’s actually the producers of milk I drink every morning in my tea -- a paper box factory, for heaven’s sakes, hardly a terrorist target. We've already seen them smash up the runways of Beirut Airport and destroy part of the -- most of the lighthouse, the new Manara lighthouse, in Beirut. The Israelis today even attacked the factory which imports Procter & Gamble goods here. We've had an ambulance convoy, a convoy of new ambulances from the United Emirates, cross from Syria into Lebanon, got attacked from the air. It's an all-out war against the economy infrastructure of a country that was at last beginning to look modern again, after the 15 years of civil war, which cost 150,000 lives. And it's very sad to see.

I think the massacre of the innocents must obviously apply to both sides. The Israeli dead have an equal right to that claim. But the scale -- I mean, “disproportionate” is not the word for it -- the scale of the response is obscene.

Much more, sobering and worth reading, at the Democracy Now! site.

(Cross-posted.)

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Caption This Photo


Family members who have adopted frozen embryo babies applaud President Bush
as he makes remarks, Wednesday, July 19, 2006, on embryonic stem cell research
in the East Room of the White House in Washington. (AP Photo/Ron Edmonds)

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Ooh, tell me more!

Fascinating:

Bloggers are a predominantly young group of Internet users who are novice storytellers, enjoy describing their own experiences and have a growing audience in the online world.

A glimpse of this group was put together by the Pew Internet & American Life Project.
The study also reportedly found that most bloggers know how to type, sometimes post square-shaped items known as “pictures,” and are the most likely group of people to know what a Cleveland Steamer is.

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Lazy Sunday

That’s the name of this painting by Brandon Bird, which I found at Monkeys for Helping.


Says Recon: “Honestly, if Christopher Walken made robots he could easily take over the planet. I for one would follow him to Hell and back.”

Who wouldn’t? Joining up with Christopher Walken and a robot army would be almost as good as going to battle with Aragorn and the Dead Men of Dunharrow. We just need to convince him to turn the Beltway into our Pelennor Fields.

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Mr. Leather

Miss Peter LaBarbera, founder of Americans for Truth and Executive Director of the Illinois Family Institute, whose compulsion for investigating All Things Gay, including Chicago’s International Mr. Leather, has been well documented by Pam Spaulding, will undoubtedly be first in line to see this one:

Leather fans will hit the big screen early next year in "Mr. Leather," a documentary that examines an underground gay subculture.

Specialty distributor Here! Films has roped in worldwide rights to Jason Garrett's directorial debut, which follows nine men with a dream: to be crowned Mr. Los Angeles Leather.

In addition to following the black-clad contestants to the 2003 contest, where tastes ranged from police uniforms to metal-studded G-strings, Garrett interviewed sex experts, psychologists and doctors about the leather-fetish phenomenon.
Get thyself to Fandango, Miss LaBarbera, tout de suite!

Btw, I’m no expert, but I think the leather-fetish phenomenon might have something to do with the fact that a lot of leather queens are HOTT.


German Mr. Leather 2005

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For appearance's sake

Garance Franke-Ruta over at The American Prospect lays out a likely contributing cause (beyond incompetence) for the sluggish evacuation of Americans in Lebanon by their government: it's all about staying on message. Not a huge surprise, but it sure is interesting to see it spelled out:

A reliable source tells me that the reason the United States has been so slow in evacuating its citizens from Lebanon is that the public diplomacy (i.e., P.R.) issues raised by evacuating under Israeli assault are so complicated. Individuals within the State Department, I am told, have been reluctant to create an impression that the Israeli assault on Lebanon is as bad as it is or that civilian U.S. citizens are being threatened by U.S. ally Israel. If a conflict this severe had broken out in, say, Indonesia, the American embassy would have been shut down the next day and its personnel and families rapidly brought to safety. That's how things normally work.

Yeah, normally.

I would pay good money to see an Anderson Cooper-type suggest to evacuees that part of the reason for the delay in getting them out had to do with "diplomacy" and appearance. I'm thinking the evacuees would respond with some pretty choice messages of their own.

But not to worry, would-be evacuees! The US will apparently give Israel just one more week of using Lebanon for target practice, then all should be clear. We hope. Just keep your head down until then.

NOTE: CNN has posted a list of aid agencies assisting civilians in what it euphemistically calls "the Mideast crisis." That list is duplicated below. Site performance may be slow, for reasons you can well imagine.

AGA Khan Development Network
AmeriCares
CARE
Direct Relief International
Episcopal Relief Development
Habitat For Humanity
ICRC -- International Committee of the Red Cross
Islamic Relief
MercyCorps
Oxfam
Refugees International
Save the Children
UJA Federation of New York
UNDP -- United Nations Development Program
UNHCR -- United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees
UNICEF
World Food Program
World Vision

(Cross-posted.)

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Quote of the Day

President Bush, on the occasion of his first ever veto, used to quash a bill seeking to expand funding for embryonic stem cell research: “Yet we must also remember that embryonic stem cells come from human embryos that are destroyed themselves. Each of these human embryos is a unique human life, with inherent dignity and matchless value. We see that value in the children who are with us today. Each of these children began his or her life as a frozen embryo that was created for in vitro fertilization, but remained unused after fertility treatments were complete. Each of these children was adopted while still an embryo, and has been blessed with the chance to grow up in a loving family. These boys and girls are not spare parts.”

What a mendacious bastard. As if using one of the 90% of IVF embryos which would otherwise be destroyed to advance life-saving research is the same as ripping the liver out of a 7-year-old child for a cirrhosis patient. Talk about moral equivalence…

Meanwhile, Ezra’s got a good question: “In what sort of moral philosophy does conducting research on unfeeling blastocysts slated for destruction rank as ethically off-limits while conducting research on feeling, sentient, higher-order animals is totally fine? I recognize that some folks see the very potentiality for humanhood as a categorical difference from man to animal, but really, thinking about it, would they rather see some scientists fiddling with a test tube or a monkey wasting away from an excruciating, induced cancer?”

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Gulp

Stolen wholesale from Susie:

Fan, Shit Hitting

Not in the least little bit is this good news: “Turkish officials signaled Tuesday they are prepared to send the army into northern Iraq if U.S. and Iraqi forces do not take steps to combat Turkish Kurdish guerrillas there - a move that could put Turkey on a collision course with the United States.”
Yeesh.

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That Guy

The real-life Creepy Guy at the Office I mentioned earlier didn’t think he was creepy. When he tried to give Miller an unwanted shoulder rub, or when he told another coworker that if she were his girlfriend he’d dress her every morning, or when he cornered another to regale her with a story about his explosive diarrhea, or when he asked another in the men’s room if he wanted some of his old clothes, or when he spent an entire day telling each of us about the woman who told him he looked “cool” on his white rollerblades that morning, he thought he was just being a fun fella. Just making friends with his workmates.

He once called me over to his desk to tell me I had “something on my butt,” and when I responded with a stammered, “Uh, okay, thanks for letting me know,” just before I dragged Miller into the restroom to examine my posterior (where she discovered a tiny white stain on my black corduroys not on my “butt” but in my crotch, which would never have been visible to any but the most scrutinizing eyes), he took my hand and said, “You don’t have to thank me. That’s what friends do. They tell each other the things that no one else will tell them.”

Eventually I managed to recover my skin, which had crawled away with a dismayed howl.

The worst thing about this deranged moron was that he had no idea he was deranged. He thought he was a real likeable guy. Who wouldn’t want him to tell them about the infinitesimally small stain in their crotch? Who wouldn’t want to see pictures of his nephew’s bris? Who wouldn’t want to have him put his scaly, 100x-a-day washed hands on their shoulders for a relaxing massage? Come on—he was a great guy!

We’ve all known That Guy. We’ve all tried to avoid him. But now he’s our president.

[T]his was a G-8 summit. Israel and Lebanon are burning. Iraq is in tatters. North Korea is spitting on the world. Global leaders are gathered to discuss the most pressing and violent issues on the planet, many of which the Bush administration had a clammy hand in exacerbating. Might not be the best time for the leader of the free world to give a cheesy frat-guy neck rub to his German gal-pal in front of the world media. You think?

See, now we get it. This is the bottom line, the final truth, George W. Bush in a nutshell. Bush thinks he is That Guy. The one everybody just loves to have around, the one who sincerely thinks his goofy charm is so appealing and so innocuous and so licky-puppy friendly that he can get away with all sorts of casual infractions and weird gestures no one else would care to attempt lest they appear, you know, dorky as a pinwheel hat.

And you know what? Bush really is That Guy. Just not in the way he wants to think.

In other words, he is indeed That Guy, like the best man at the wedding party, the one standing out in the center of the room, casually and cluelessly telling off-color jokes that offend everyone but which he thinks are gul-dang hilarious and, hell, if you're offended then you're just some gul-dang hippie liberal. Haw.

He is That Guy. The one who thinks he is everybody's bestest pal, the guy everyone wants to kick back with and have a few brewskies and chat about baseball and lawn fertilizer and Jesus. After all, isn't that what we all desire of the man who decides some of the most difficult, deadly, complicated issues on the planet? Isn't that slacked, frat-guy goofiness exactly what you want trying to broker peace in the Middle East and understand global warming and stem-cell research? Sure it is.
That Guy can ruin a party, make you regret ever stepping foot into your backyard on a sunny day as soon as he steps into his next door, or poison an entire office culture. If he’s at your wedding reception, he won’t leave until you kick him out. If he’s neighbor, you’d better hope he moves before you have to. And if he works with you, he’ll never get along with everyone else; he’s just gotta be fired.

(Thanks to Toast for the heads-up.)

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Get Back to Work, You Goddamned Idiots! (AGAIN)

Since Spudsy’s not around, and I miss him, I felt compelled to channel him in order to deal with this preposterous bit of Congressional dogwank:

House debate on a bill to protect the Pledge of Allegiance from legal challenges because of the "under God" phrase erupted in heated rhetoric Wednesday with lawmakers from both parties using religious references to support their side.

…"This is a joke," said Rep. Patrick Kennedy, D-R.I., "that this majority would talk about God and yet not even work to raise the wages of the very people that are taking care of the children of God."

The bill's sponsor, Rep. Todd Akin, R-Mo., said America was a nation of God-given inalienable rights and that's why the country is in a war against "radical Islamists." Democrats wouldn't want to "cut and run" in Iraq, he said, "if they understood the importance of those basic principles and that inalienable rights are impossible without a recognition of God and that's why the pledge bill is important and not irrelevant or trivial."
The Pledge Protection Bill (*ack gag retch*) is just another plank of Congressional Republicans’ “American Values Agenda,” which also includes, in addition to the marriage amendment defeated yesterday, “a ban on human cloning, a bill requiring women seeking late-term abortions to be informed that the fetus feels pain, an Internet gambling ban bill that has passed the House and several gun rights bills.” Because what Americans are really worried these days is making sure they have guns to fight the married gay clones who convince women to have whimsical late-term abortions so they can dedicate their days instead to online gambling. Fucking tools.

(Hat tip to Aunt Elinor Fights Crime.)

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Biondi out of Lebanon; Mhanna and families still awaiting evacuation

The St. Louis Post-Dispatch reports that the president of Saint Louis University, the Rev. Lawrence Biondi, made it safely out of Lebanon today on a ship bound for Cyprus. However, his traveling companion - rector Andre Mhanna of St. Raymond's Maronite Catholic Church, also of St. Louis - did not, nor did ten to fifteen familes who had been journeying with them. No word yet on their status.

Mhanna is Lebanese; his family lives a few miles from the hotel in which he and Biondi had been staying.

Meanwhile, the Katrinaesque performance of the American evacuation contines. This mind-bending account from Josh Marshall's TPMmuckraker.com pretty well spells out the efficacy of the rescue effort:

An estimated 25,000 Americans were in Lebanon when the bombing began, according to CNN. A couple hundred appear to have made it out -- and the State Department says it plans on evacuating "as many as" 2,400 by Thursday. The rest -- by my count, more than 23,000 -- are being told to sit tight as the Israeli bombing continues, wait by their phones for a call, and check the embassy Web site for more information. So says undersecretary of state Nicholas Burns: "We have an open line to all American citizens. We're in touch with them by Web site."

Yes, Burns assured CNN, "[The evacuation is] very well thought out."

Heckuva job, Condi?

(Thanks to Melissa for the TPM tip. Cross-posted.)

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A Tale of Two Headlines

Four in 10 Republicans Would Not Find McCain an "Acceptable" Nominee:

[C]onservative Republicans are less likely to deem McCain acceptable (49%) than Republicans who identify themselves as moderates or liberals (66%). Since nearly two Republicans identify themselves as politically conservative for every one saying they are liberal or moderate, McCain's challenge is clear. It is thus no surprise that he has recently made outreach attempts to conservative leaders, such as Jerry Falwell.
Hmm. Maybe it’s not because he’s not socially conservative enough, but because he’s not perceived as a dedicated enough warmonger to satiate conservatives. Which brings us to our second headline.

Conservative Anger Grows Over Bush's Foreign Policy:

Conservative intellectuals and commentators who once lauded Bush for what they saw as a willingness to aggressively confront threats and advance U.S. interests said in interviews that they perceive timidity and confusion about long-standing problems including Iran and North Korea, as well as urgent new ones such as the latest crisis between Israel and Hezbollah…

"It is Topic A of every single conversation," said Danielle Pletka, vice president for foreign and defense policy studies at the American Enterprise Institute, a think tank that has had strong influence in staffing the administration and shaping its ideas. "I don't have a friend in the administration, on Capitol Hill or any part of the conservative foreign policy establishment who is not beside themselves with fury at the administration."

…It is an odd irony for a president who has inflamed liberals and many allies around the world for what they see as an overly confrontational, go-it-alone approach. The discontent on the right could also color the 2008 presidential debate.
John Cole, a center-right blogger who I generally like reading (even though he’s not especially fond of me or the rest of “the crowd who dares not shave their legs”), says a bit on behalf of the Righties who are amazed that “the president who many think is batshit crazy has started taking fire from his ‘side’ for not being batshit crazy enough,” and shares some of what he heard on the latter subject on Savage Nation, noting, “It seems somehow poignant that the only caller who answered Michael Savage’s search for a new leader suggested…Dick Cheney.” Yeesh.

Given that benchmark, it’s no wonder that McCain isn’t polling well with Conservative Republicans, who no doubt suspect that his having been a POW undermined the integrity of his spine, while Cheney’s avoidance of service left his spine in the flawless condition required to blow up half the world without a moment’s hesitation.

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President Bush, Languageer

President Bush, known for coining new words along with his evolving antiterror policy (think “suiciders”) described the rocket launches against Israel as “Hezbollian attacks.” (Spelling courtesy of official White House transcribers.)”

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Happy Birthday, Miller!

My girlfriend Miller and I met in 1997, when she was hired at the firm at which I already worked, and I was tasked with training her. What I remember most about her first day was that every system in the office was going haywire and everyone was in a bad mood—which was appropriate preparation for the rest of her time there.

Miller loves to tell the story of how she hated basically me on sight. She was stuck at the reception desk, and I would blow by with knitted brows and a snarl, informing her brusquely, “I’m going for a smoke.” She thought, understandably, that I was a total bitch. Only later, when she was promoted, did she come to totally get it, as we would both blow by the new receptionist with knitted brows and snarls on our way to the sidewalk for a much-need smoke and a vent.

We became friends, though, on a very specific day that both of us can name. Miller had thrown out her back, and she was stuck at home by herself, barely mobile. A few years earlier, I had been in the same position, but I was living with someone; I hadn’t been on my own and couldn’t imagine how I would have gotten through it without his help. So, even though I knew Miller wasn’t too fond of me, I headed over to her place after work, armed with pizza and the intention of being her slave and giving her a laugh, and we’ve been friends ever since.

We’re different in many ways (Miller once told me that if she wears her heart on her sleeve, I wear my brain on mine), and so very, very alike in even more. I could share about a thousand different stories that would give an insight into why we get on as we do, but perhaps none so relevant, in light of our president’s Gropefest yesterday, as the one in which the Creepy Guy at the Office once tried to give Miller an unwanted backrub. I heard her scream from the other end of the hallway which separated our desks, “DON’T TOUCH ME!” then saw him scurrying into his office like a shamed puppy, right as my phone began to ring from Miller’s extension. I knew before I picked it up what she’d say: “Smoke break!” We must have laughed for nine million hours about that. I’m laughing now, even thinking of it.

When we first met, we lived a few blocks away from each other, and in the intervening years, our friendship has spanned two continents, as Miller lived in Ireland and then England, and then I lived in Scotland, while she was back in home, and then both of us back in the US but in separate states. Relationships in both our lives have come and gone. We’ve moved on to other jobs, other homes. But no distance, no change, has undermined the consistency of our friendship, and that’s truly more precious to me than I can say.

I love you, Miller, you kook, you saint, you wonderful woman. Happy birthday. May all your dreams come true this year.

And may we always be friends.

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Tony Blair missed his Hugh Grant moment

Tony Blair has become an incredible disappointment to many of his countrymen and a good portion of the planet, but perhaps never so than during the recent G8 summit. George Bush gave Blair's concerns about Lebanon and climate change less thought than he recently gave a roast pig and generally treated the prime minister with a casual familiarity verging on contempt...and Blair, well, he just sort of took it. The land of Churchill cringes, and rightly so.

For all that, however, the G8 represented the opportune moment for Blair to regain his self-possession and the respect that should be his due. He could have done much worse than to take a cue from his cinematic doppleganger in Love, Actually, and to quote Hugh Grant's pointed remarks on the "special relationship" between the UK and the US:

I love that word "relationship". Covers all manner of sins, doesn't it?

I fear that this has become a bad relationship.

A relationship based on the President taking what he wants and casually ignoring all those things that really matter to, erm...

Britain.

We may be a small country but we're a great one, too.

The country of Shakespeare, Churchill, the Beatles,

... Sean Connery, Harry Potter.

... David Beckham's right foot. David Beckham's left foot, come to that.

And a friend who bullies us is no longer a friend.

And since bullies only respond to strength, from now onward, I will be prepared to be much stronger.

And the President should be prepared for that.

But face it - if "Yo, Blair!" didn't prompt the prime minister to speak for England, nothing will.

(Cross-posted!)

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Bravo, Mr. President

Just in time for midterm elections, Bush is finally making time—after five years of “scheduling conflicts”—to address the NAACP’s national convention.

"He has an important role to play, not only in making the case for civil rights, but maybe more importantly, the case for unity,’’ said White House spokesman Tony Snow. “Because as long as we have a nation that’s in any way divided along racial lines or where politics become a source of division rather one of civil debate and trying to perfect the democracy, that’s a problem.’’
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!!!!

Phew. Good one, Tony!

Divisiveness is “a problem”—wink wink, nudge nudge. Yeah, divisiveness is a problem for the GOP like having a whole day with—gosh darnit!—nothing to do is a problem for Mr. Shakes and me. We just can’t stand it! We can barely function! We weep at the mere thought of it! We tremble at the possibilities of exploiting such an evil endowment to fulfill our every desire!

Woe is the poor GOP who similarly finds themselves burdened with a nation divided. Poor Bush—he only wants to be a uniter! Can’t you feel his pain?

The stop at the NAACP convention has been a must-do for every president in the last 50 or so years, but this would be Bush's first.
Understandable. He’s been so busy with all the strategery and the decidings and the unitings. Presidenting is hard work, you know.

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D'oh!

Go DiFi! Get him!

Good question: If the AUMF isn't a declaration of war, then why does the president keep asserting war powers?!

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Two-Minute Nostalgia Sublime

Pinky and the Brain

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