It's sad that this has

It's sad that this has turned into a pissing contest between the Florida judiciary and the state legislature.

TALLAHASSEE, Fla. - The Florida Supreme Court on Thursday
struck down a law that was rushed through the Legislature last fall to
keep a severely brain-damaged woman hooked up to a feeding tube against
her husband's wishes. The unanimous court said the law that kept Terri
Schiavo alive violated the separation of powers between the judicial
branch and the legislative and executive branches. Lower courts had
ruled that Michael Schiavo could have the tube removed, but the
Legislature passed the law to overrule the courts. Gov. Jeb Bush then
used the law to order the tube reinserted. The court's decision came
just weeks after oral arguments. It was not immediately known if the
ruling would clear the way for the tube's final removal. An attorney
for Terri Schiavo's parents, who want her kept alive, would not
speculate. Michael Schiavo's attorneys did not immediately return calls
seeking comment. "It is without question an invasion of the authority of the
judicial branch for the Legislature to pass a law that allows the
executive branch to interfere with the final judicial determination in
a case," Chief Justice Barbara Pariente wrote for the court. "That is
precisely what occurred here."

{my emphasis}
That's just sad. Granted it was an emergency measure, and it shouldn't
have held up under scrutiny, but it's really quite sad that Terri
Schiavo, it now appears, has wound up on the wrong end of a pissing
contest. If there was ever a case where a fresh judicial review was
required simply as to the merits of the case, this is the one. Is that
what happened? Nope. It was all about whether the legislative
overstepped its bounds by giving the executive the power to do
something to trump the judiciary. This woman's husband seeks to gain financially
from her death. (On the timeline, check out the malpractice awards that
he can't gain access to unless she's dead). It's apparent, to me at
least, her "wish to die" wasn't invoked until after the malpractice
cases were successful. This guy wants to remarry and has two children
with his girlfriend. He wants to move on. Her parents are more than
willing to take over her care, and if this guy was a reasonable
individual you'd think he agree to that. He'd be free to do as he
wished. But, no. He claims she wanted to die if something like this
ever befell her and he's just honoring her wishes. I'm not buying it.
And it's very, very sad.
If nothing else, this is a good time to remind everyone to get your wishes put down in writing.
It's a scary thing to think about. I know. Been there, done that with
the husband. It's horrifying to be handed a raft of paperwork that
demands you list out all the juicy legal information about who has
power of attorney, if there's a living will, what are the stated wishes
of the patient? And all sorts of other things, like hospice care if its deemed necessary, because you never thought you'd have to think about it until much, much later
in life. And all of this is occurring while your spouse is under the
knife for an operation the surgeon has taken delicate pains to inform
you might not work out. It's even scarier if you don't have any
paperwork to back up what you know to be the true wishes of your loved
one. Fortunately, all worked out in the husband's case, but we all know
not every case has a happy ending. What would you do in such a
situation? No one wants to face their own mortality, but think of the
favor you'll be doing your loved ones if you a. find out what's
required in the state you reside in and b. do something about it.

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Martha wants to get her

Martha wants to get her jail time over and done with.

NEW YORK - Martha Stewart (news - web sites) said Wednesday
she has decided to surrender for prison as soon as possible, citing the
need to "put this nightmare behind me and get on with my life." The
millionaire businesswoman was sentenced in July to five months in
prison and five months of house arrest after she was convicted of lying
about a stock sale. The 63-year-old Stewart will do five months in a
federal prison — likely getting out early next year — followed by
five months of house arrest. A federal judge allowed her to stay out of
prison while she pursued an appeal, but Stewart asked to serve her time
anyway. She said she wanted to get the matter behind her and her
company, Martha Stewart Living Omnimedia Inc. "I must reclaim my good
life," she said.
{...}Stewart, who had promised immediately after her conviction to
battle to prove her innocence. had recently appeared resigned to
swapping her expansive suburban home for a jail cell. After her July
sentencing, Stewart said she would have no problem doing the time. "I could do it," she said in an interview with ABC. "I'm a really
good camper. ... There are many, many good people who have gone to
prison. Look at Nelson Mandela."

Um, Martha. You traded stock on insider information. You're going to
spend five months in the pokey, with another five months of ankle
bracelet treatment. Nelson Mandela spent almost thirty years in prison, breaking rocks on Robben Island as a victim of political repression.

Not exactly the same thing, is it? Hmmmm?

Nelson didn't belong in prison. You, on the other hand, do belong in prison.

Think about that before you go declaring yourself to be a "good person."

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Oh, My. That Certainly Doesn't

Oh,
My. That Certainly Doesn't Look Good.
This is the pier at Destin, FL. Which is about ten miles and one
causeway from where my folks stay in Ft. Walton. I have to say, it's
impressive, because this is not an area that's known for massive
quantities of surf. It's pretty calm most of the time. Which makes this
all the more amazing because---ahem---the hurricane hasn't hit yet.
This is just a workup.
Keep all the folks down there in your thoughts and prayers. This is
going to be ugly.
And here's a little memo to my cousin if he happens to be reading: if
you haven't evacuated yet, GET THE HELL OUT OF DODGE!

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...because you just might get

...because you just might get it.

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I wonder how the people

I wonder how the people in Australia will feel about this one?

JAKARTA (Reuters) - A Bali bomber serving a life term for
his role in the nightclub blasts that killed 202 people was treated by
police to an outing at an up-market shopping mall in the Indonesian
capital, police admitted Thursday. Ali Imron was spotted Wednesday
sipping coffee at a Starbucks in the central Plaza Indonesia mall,
where security has been tightened after a wave of bombings targeting
Western interests in recent years. He was accompanied by
Brigadier-General Gorris Mere, who is involved in the Bali
investigations, and a number of armed guards, who quickly escorted
Imron to a waiting car and drove away after being spotted by reporters.
Police were initially unable to confirm Imron's outing, but Thursday
morning, after reports appeared in newspapers, the national police
spokesman said the excursion was part of an effort to investigate
terror cases. "As long as it's for the investigation, anything can be
done. About the location, it is merely technical. If the examiner or
investigator thinks it is necessary then it would be allowed. No
problem," said Inspector-General Paiman. Other police officials said
Imron had been brought to Jakarta in connection with another case.
Paiman declined to say how long Imron would remain in the capital.
Imron was sentenced to life in jail last September for his role in the
2002 nightclub blasts. The majority of those killed were foreign
tourists.

So, let's see if I've got this one straight. The police in Indonesia
take a convicted Islamofascist bomber out to coffee at Starbucks in an
effort to play nice. The guy apparently wanted a good cup of coffee.
The authorities agreed and took him to a Starbucks, which happens to be
located right in the middle of a mall that would have made an excellent target for the group of nutjobs this man associated with.

"They're just gathering information, Kathy. It's no big deal," you say.

Well, in reply, I would request that you ask yourself this question: How well would it fly here
if, say, Mohammed Atta had survived 9/11 and the police took him to a
Starbucks in Midtown Manhattan in an effort to get information out of
him? Pushing aside the quest for a decent cup of joe for a moment, keep
in mind that there are any number of tall buildings in Midtown that
Al-Qaeda is just itching to take down. Also keep in mind that we
wouldn't know if prison life had cut Atta off from Al-Qaeda. Sure it's
more than likely that he'd be in solitary, but do you really want to
take the chance? If you're law enforcement, do you really want to take
a known bomber to a place where they could gather information for
potential further attacks? Is it really worth it? If that scenario
doesn't set your alarm bells ringing, you just don't get it.

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Man, Sullivan has got to

Man, Sullivan has got to get out of his defeatist slump.

My own angle: Churchill never failed to remind the Brits
that they were up against it, and he was always candid about failure -
because he knew that falsely-optimistic spin only weakened morale in
the long term. He also made sure to include opposition leaders in his
cabinet, made amends with his union foes, and did everything to keep
the country united as it faced a war for survival. Bush has managed to
divide this country in wartime (with help, of course, from the
Michael-Moore-Terry-McAuliffe left).

Ugh.
Bush is a lot more like Churchill than Andrew would care to realize.
Bush has stuck to his guns, this much is obvious. The real difference
between the two situations is not so much that Churchill "listened" to
his critics, (which I take issue with, because it was pretty obvious
that war was run the way Churchill wanted it run and to hell with all
who thought differently) but that his message was delivered and covered
in a fair way. Bush has had no such opportunity handed to him. The
media of WWII and today's media are highly different creatures. Same
species, different subspecies. I don't think even Churchill could get a
fair shake from today's media. While, of course, you have to take into
account that the media during WWII was highly censored, it's obvious
Churchill didn't always get favorable mentions. That much is true. But
he also wasn't up for election during wartime. Nor did he have to deal
with a media who was oblivious to the real situation on the ground
because they didn't bother to do the work, and aired loads of
speculation in place of honest reporting. This is the situation that we
are dealing with right now. Our media isn't censored, yet in some ways
they're censoring themselves, because of their personal political
biases and what they believe their "mission" to be. They refuse to get
out of the Sunni Triangle and report what is successful in Iraq as much
as they report what isn't, and as such, Bush can't get a fair shake.
Think about Dunkirk for a moment. If all the Brit media had reported
was "quagmire!quagmire!quagmire!shameofretreat!shameofretreat!" instead
of tempering their concerns with reports of the average Joe boatowner
who sailed over to Dunkirk to evacuate the soldiers, then Churchill
would have found himself in much the same situation as Bush finds
himself in nowadays. We don't know what's happening in Iraq inasmuch as
today's media fails to temper the bad with the good. We don't have the
whole story. Neither does the media think they need to give it to us.
Which is of particular concern when our enemies use the media as
masterfully as is possible in such a situation. Andrew may point to Lord Haw-Haw as
an example of enemy media usage during WWII. I believe that to be a
faulty analogy: most people knew Lord Haw-Haw was full of it and
treated him as such. Today, however, when we get a communique from
Al-Zarqawi, we get people and elected officials wondering about what we
can do to appease the terrorists, why we deserve such treatment,
Bush-Halliburton-no-blood-for-oil, etc. People buy the terrorists' line
of reasoning and cry out for a stop to the barbarism, while
simultaneously thinking that dissenting from their government's point
of view isn't going to do any harm to the overall cause of defeating
the terrorists. Then the media latches onto their views and
portrays them as mainstream. The difference between now and then is a
lack of clear understanding about the situation, what is helpful and
what is harmful. The average Brit who lived during WWII knew exactly
what they were up against, particularly because their leaders made sure
they knew. They were also having to run to the neighborhood Tube
station at night because they were being bombed. The situation was
right in front of them and they could divine its meaning for
themselves. They would have been idiotic to think otherwise. We have to
rely on the media for the story. It's not right in front of us. Yet,
knowing all of this, Sully claims Bush is dividing the country with his
failure to admit his mistakes, which he claims is something that
Churchill would never do. I don't think so. When has President
Bush ever failed to let us know what we were up against? Or how much
work would be involved taking these people down? He hasn't. He's
following in Churchill's footsteps and hasn't deviated once inch in
this respect. The difference is that Churchill was given a fair shake
by a media, who while heavily censored, was at least on the same page
as the government and helped Churchill to publicize his message. The
media of our time isn't on the same page. Our media believes that they
must criticize as much as possible, that this is what their job is, and
to do anything else would mean that they're in cahoots with the
government, and that they simply can't have. Where would their credibility be then? How could people trust them?
Churchill was at least able to talk to his people; Bush hasn't had the
same opportunity. This isn't a failure of leadership on Bush's part.
He's doing the same things as Churchill. The media just isn't covering
it. It's obvious in that when Bush does get the opportunity to
speak directly to the people without the media's insertion of the white
noise of speculation and criticism, well, people listen and agree. To
this already unfair situation, we can add the election, which piles on
the criticism. Dissent is thick, is what the media reports, and to hear
Kerry tell it, well, there isn't really a War on Terrorism, there
should be, however, a lecture on the effectiveness of jurisprudence and
a return to the days when we prosecuted terrorists after they murdered
innocents. His current
line (and I say that knowing full well the minute this strategy doesn't
flesh out in the polling data, he'll change his mind) is that, knowing
what he knows now, he wouldn't have gone into Iraq. Well, great.
Let's just throw the benefit of instant hindsight on every decision
ever made and we'll really be getting somewhere. Sullivan believes Bush
needs to admit that he's made mistakes in the War on Terror and in Iraq
to make himself more credible; to make himself more like Churchill.
He's been hammering home on this point for quite some time. Well,
Churchill could probably have gotten away with that sort of thing; Bush
can't. He'll be crucified if he does so, and as a result our enemies
will have gained ground and a big reason for said gains would be the
way the media would cover such an event. It would be momentous, 24/7
coverage until the election. Like it or not, the media is as potent a
weapon in this war as a tank. Hence, it must be used skillfully to
propagate gains. While I find this idea to be abhorrent, that the media
shouldn't be used in such a way, this is the situation we find
ourselves in. The difference between Bush's situation and Churchill's
is that Churchill wouldn't likely find himself on the receiving end of
the tank's gun. Bush is staring it down and has been for quite some
time. Bush's "failure" to admit mistakes is not what is dividing the
country. It's the media's failure to report fairly and honestly about
the faults and successes that is dividing the country. We don't know
what the whole story is in Iraq. We cannot make any reasonable
judgments as to Bush's performance because the media has not reported
it. We hear one thing from the soldiers on the ground when they're able
to talk about it; we hear "quagmire!" from the media. Who's right? I
don't know because I don't have all of the information available and no one is giving it to me. Hence I cannot make the decision to throw a president out of office based on his "poor performance" in Iraq.

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I have things to do

I have things to do today. Meaning I have no time for you people.

In an effort to keep you busy, here's some reading for you.

Go read this interview with Bat Ye'Or about the future of Eurabia.

If the phrase Eurabia doesn't set your bells to ringin', well...go and read. (h/t Fausta)
Secondly, the Crack Young Staff at the Hatemonger's Quarterly has
carefully dissected Alec Baldwins' political ideology. You can find
their conclusions here.

That should keep you occupied while I get the ironing done.

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Blowhard Extraordinaire James Wolcott now

Blowhard Extraordinaire James Wolcott now is writing a blog.

Yeesh.

Although, I do like Sekimori's site design.

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The invasion of the in-laws

The invasion of the in-laws is underway. The father-in-law showed up
promptly at ten-thirty this morning. The pungent aroma of relief is
still wafting through the Cake Eater Apartment, even though he and the
husband have bugged out to go and have some lunch.
When he called yesterday afternoon to inform us of their second
arrival, he sounded exhausted. To explain, the father-in-law is not a
loud man. When he speaks, he uses moderated tones and gets his point
across clearly and quickly. If he's not speaking, something he does
quite frequently, well, you wonder why he's holding his tongue, because
there's clearly a reason for it. But yesterday, it was as if someone
had taken a stick to him and he'd just surrendered to the beating
because there was no use in fighting it anymore. He was practically
whispering on the phone, like he was sneaking away to make the call.
This morning, however, he's a new man. He's chipper. Spunky. Smiling.
Couldn't chatter enough.
You know, it's kind of nice being someone's safe haven.

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...why I cancelled my subscription

...why I cancelled my subscription to the Star Tribune.
Here's a clue.

I show my face in public. I have been a reporter longer
than most bloggers have been alive, which makes me, at 54, ready for
the ash heap. But here's what really makes bloggers mad: I know stuff.
I covered Minneapolis City Hall, back when Republicans controlled the
City Council. I have reported from almost every county in the state, I
have covered murders, floods, tornadoes, World Series and six
governors. In other words, I didn't just blog this stuff up at
midnight. And as for being a political stooge, unlike the bloggies, I
don't give money to politicians, I don't put campaign signs on my lawn,
I don't attend political events as anything other than a reporter, I
don't drink with pols and I have an ear trained to detect baloney.
Do bloggers have the credentials of real journalists? No. Bloggers are
hobby hacks, the Internet version of the sad loners who used to listen
to police radios in their bachelor apartments and think they were
involved in the world.
Bloggers don't know about anything that happened before they sat down
to share their every thought with the moon. Like graffiti artists, they
tag the public square -- without editors, correction policies or
community standards. And so their tripe is often as vicious as it is
vacuous.

To be vicious and vacuous about it: Nick Coleman is an asshat.

I am so friggin' sick and tired of the Strib, their writers and their Holier Than Thou attitude. It never occurs to them that they're
the reason people have turned to blogs. Coleman obviously doesn't
realize it, so why should the rest of the people who work at the paper?
I mean, they couldn't be wrong could they? Heaven defend us!

Lileks, as usual, has put it down better than I have. Go read him.

UPDATE: See also Martini Boy

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Yep. I tried to pick

Yep.

I tried to pick out an excerpt of this fantastic op-ed by Victor David Hanson, but it was all soooo
good that I couldn't pick. I would have wound up reproducing the whole
thing, so... ...get along little doggie and go read it. The whole
thing. It's required and there will be a quiz on it later.

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Hmmmm. I find myself agreeing

Hmmmm.

I find myself agreeing with Bridget. Not that either of us have a chance of having a hurricane named after us any time in the near future,
but it would still be a perverse sort of fun if Shep Smith would talk
about Hurricane Kathy wreaking havoc on the eastern seaboard. That
said, it's kind of funny to see the names of all the friends and family
members that are on the list. Michael is up for 2006. That moniker covers the husband, Mr. H. and one of my brothers. Three for one! My cousin and his wife are both
on the list for next year---and they're right next to each other, too.
That'll keep everything Even Steven in their relationship. Chris,
while not my sister's name, is still what my mother calls her and is as
close as she's ever likely to come to having a hurricane named after
her. Christi, is just too rare a spelling for such a
circumstance to ever come to pass. Our friend Andrea will probably be
celebrating her graduation from Stanford Law School just as a force of
nature is named after her, which is rather appropriate as she is
a force of nature. My nephew Nicholas will have one named after him in
2009, which will undoubtedly please him to no end. But nowhere on this
list is Kathy/Kathleen. I'm saddened, but I will survive. Hopefully my
name will make the cut next time around.

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The husband just burnt three

The husband just burnt three incense sticks and walked them through the
apartment, as if he were trying to keep the Ghost of Bruce Lee out. He
says it was to fend off the impending negativity that Grandpa will
bring with him.
The father-in-law and the husband have both gone to great lengths to
prepare me for the fact that Grandpa will probably complain up and down
the river while he's at dinner. Apparently, he's been more cantankerous
than usual throughout this entire trip. And being the good men that
they both are, father and son wanted to prepare me for the trouble that
might arise at dinner tonight. The husband gave me this anecdote to try
and explain the situation while we were at the grocery store this
morning.

See the new bakery case over there? Grandpa would love it.
Everything looks great. But then he'd see the prices on the stuff in
the bakery case and rather than just keeping his discontent to himself,
he would make it everyone's problem. And he'd be loud about it. And he
wouldn't let up.

Given the fact that these men, who only rarely overstate problems, have
both gone to pains to warn me, leads me to believe that Armageddon will
be arriving at the Cake Eater Apartment in six hours or so. I'm already
planning on ingesting copious amounts of booze. This might be a bad
idea, but I'm at a loss for anything better. Will update when it's all
said and done with. But any prayers you might be willing to offer up
for us would be greatly appreciated in the meanwhile.

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GOODY GOODY GUMDROPS!

GOODY GOODY GUMDROPS!

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I have a one word

I have a one word comment prepared for this story.

waaaaaaaah.

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The week after next, the

The
week after next, the Cake Eater Parents take off for their annual trip
to Florida. They take a month-long lease on a condo in Ft. Walton Beach
every October. Despite this being a family-related destination, the
parentals mainly dig the green waters and white sand of the Emerald
Coast. It's a gorgeous place. October in Ft. Walton has the benefit of
being rid of all the pesky summer vacationers as it's technically
off-season whilst still being warm enough to enjoy the beach in a
summer-like fashion. Anyway, the parentals enjoy it and I really don't
want Ivan to spoil their only vacation!
The beach there is only just coming back from Opal, which hit Ft.
Walton squarely in 1995. I can only imagine what sort of wrack and ruin
Ivan would unleash on the coast and how it would spoil their vacation.
If you can find some time today, and it's not too much trouble, could
you all join me in a moment of begging the Fates to send that damn
storm elsewhere? Or for it to dissipate entirely. Or to even downgrade
to a tropical storm. A tropical depression would be even better. My mother and
father would thank you for your kind consideration. In the meantime,
we'll be holding our breaths. And if it all turns out to be naught due
to our joined begging, my mother will probably thank you with a nifty
gift comprised of some of the shells she collected from the beach due
to the storm.

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Isn't this nice? Money quotes:

Isn't this nice?

Money quotes:

"A village council has ordered
an Indian woman pregnant with her second husband's child to return to
her first husband, released from a Pakistani jail five years after
being written off as a deserter or dead."
"After being tracked in a prison in Pakistan and returning to his
village near Delhi this month, Arif appealed to Islamic scholars to reclaim his wife, Guriya, local papers reported."

{my emphasis}

You'd think they were referring to a stereo or a TV. Some random piece of property.
Some sort of inanimate object these people are bickering over, where
the resolution of said property is decided by an impartial judge. This
would make sense with verbs like "reclaim" and "ordered" being used.
Instead it's a living, breathing, and very pregnant woman they're
chatting about. Nice.
/sarcasm

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Click for the convenient jumbo-size

Click for the convenient jumbo-size

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Courtesy of the husband, who

Courtesy of the husband, who sent this to me via email this morning.

How To Clean Your Toilet - The Fun Way 1. Put both lids of
the toilet up and add 1/8 cup of pet shampoo to the water in the bowl.
2. Pick up the cat and soothe him while you carry him towards the
bathroom. 3. In one smooth movement, put the cat in the toilet and
close both lids. You may need to stand on the lid. 4. The cat will self
agitate and make ample suds. Never mind the noises that come from the
toilet, the cat is actually enjoying this. 5. Flush the toilet three or
four times. This provides a "power-wash" and rinse". 6. Have someone
open the front door of your home. Be sure that there are no people
between the bathroom and the front door. 7. Stand behind the toilet as
far as you can, and quickly lift both lids. 8. The cat will rocket out
of the toilet, streak through the bathroom, and run outside where he
will dry himself off. 9. Both the commode and the cat will be sparkling
clean. Sincerely, The Dog

Heheheheh.
The husband hates cats. And just so you don't think he's being unfair
to felines everywhere, you should know the hatred is mutual. Every
single one of the hair-licking beasts has a contract out on his life
and tries to kill him with their damn dander every time he comes within
five feet of one. He's muy allergic, in other words.

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The church across the street

The church across the street is in the process of having their roof
repaired. It's one of those flat jobs, hence tar is involved. Loads of
hot, stinky tar are being slathered on the church's roof as I write
this. You know, to make sure it doesn't leak
when the snow starts flying and subsequently piles up. Of course, the
smell this hot tar creates is wafting across the street and in through
the windows of the Cake Eater apartment on what would otherwise be a
delightfully mellow Indian Summer breeze were it not for this smell.
Gag. Which leads to the question of the day: would it be really bad of
me to turn on the AC even though it's only seventy degrees outside?

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