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Things have a habit of quieting. Unless you watch television. Like I have. At the gym. On no less than 6 to 7 screens. I watched morning shows today. They are so desperate to stay remotely useful that they're stealing ideez from the interwebz. The poor ideez not the good ideas. Well, with an exception.

Example time. Ideaz: Vines of man jumping on trampoline that has frozen water on it. Intervuz (fake interview) with real people™ about climate change...

Blaaa. I don't want to rant, so I'm shutting this one down. But I think I'm onto something with this ideez, intervuz, and real peoplez™ Thing.


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