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against my better judgment, i watched a bit of faux news the other night---they seem to have opted for a strange little region of the planet snippy as a way to not quite deal with the fact that their business model as explicitly reactionary political infotainment outlet might be in trouble.
i think the op is a classical tempest in a teapot, fashioned with great foaming at the mouth about a fairly banal instance involving not-terribly-secret-really infotainment that allows conservatives a therapeutic moment of casting themselves as Real Americans and those who oppose them as therefore Traitors. nostalgia it must be for the good old days.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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