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Probably the last compendium of 08. 90 minutes of cut-ups, pulverized pundits, guitar wackiness and music. Reasons greetings!

A concatenation, a chain of fools, all terribly overpayed and overexposed. I was originally going to just string their insipid blatherings without edit, but I simply couldn’t allow myself to do that. I can’t help but want to “mediate” these cretins. I must spin the spinners, knowing, with no small bit of irony that my specially treated aural composites will be no more or less credible than the original spewings. Also on tap tap tap, a special boner track featuring Petroleum Broadcasting Network pundits riffing on that Illin’ Governor Rod. There’s a piece o’ work, eh?

Yes, that’s an actual screen capture from the grindspace desktop. Oh, the site indicated by the tab is in no way NSFW, because the ellipsis, while providing us visually with a tantalizing mental diversion actually truncates the real title. But yer all smart and you knew that.

New tapes of Richard Nixon conversations have been released. They don’t reveal anything startlingly new but rather confirm that indeed Tricky Dick was an insuperable scumbag, a malevolent, mendacious, mean-spirited small-minded fuck. Whether he has been outdone by Shrub’s eight years of gruesome farce is a matter for debate.
I took some of the audio and overlayed loops upon loops of the bomber of Cambodia’s requests to the operator to get various people on the phone for him. An experiment in found, absurd ambient perhaps.

Even a few “atheist” bloggers are finding fault with the FFRF’s little sign-not the content, but the context. Well I like it. So fuck all you pusillanimous “atheists.” Take the quotes off and grow a pair, will ya?

Okay, now on the black side…
