Summer after summer BGAN stoked Grove conspiracy theories by getting hold of the guest list. The woman on the line evidently objected to the joke, for Kissinger said, revealing a dovish streak, "Maybe the KGB did write it, but it is not a sign of strength.". Everything in the encampment is sheltered by redwoods, which admit hazy shafts of sunlight, and every camp has a more or less constant campfire sending a soft column of smoke into the trees. ), Zweigenhaft on Teaching about Class & Social Change, Interlocks and Interactions Among the Power Elite, http://whorulesamerica.net/power/bohemian_grove_spy.html. Started for the promotion of good fellowship among journalists and the elevation of journalism to that place in the popular estimation to which it is entitled, the club initially banned membership to publishers. Owl's Nest is sort of an old Hollywood-corporatist camp. And David Rockefeller too. The final blow to the hacks came soon thereafter. The mystery was over. This is not the first time Clinton, Powell or Kissinger have been linked to the Bohemian Grove. No one throws up. AI Chatbots are Even Scarier Than You Think, DeSantiss Educational Policies Come Right Out of the Fascist Playbook, Erase the Memory to Erase a People? He can be reached at:sitka@comcast.net. When expanded it provides a list of search options that will switch the search inputs to match the current selection. They all got a big kick out of this. Early Bohemians were hungry for exaltation and grabbed on to any tradition they could find to dignify their exile in the vulgar West. He projects an automatic, almost druggy congeniality. (The CIA agent denies involvement first in a calamitous ship disaster, then in Chernobyl." This has been especially true in the last ten years as Bohemia's stunning roster has waxed ever more statusy, as Kissinger and Rockefeller and Nick Brady have joined, drawing the attention of left-wing protesters, scholars of elites, and reporters. The sudden appearance of men in striped jackets shows what a bouillabaisse of traditions the Grove is. My neighbor suggested that someone ought to "shoot the fucker down," flashing the press hatred that prevails in Bohemia. Ronald Reagan and George Bush are members. Indeed, when confronted with a sex-discrimination suit a few years ago, the Bohemians indignantly asserted that theirs had to be a Men Only institution precisely because any woman entering the clubs precincts would see nothing but men occupied in this crude pastime. (This joke is funny because Kissinger was famous for saying that "power is the ultimate aphrodisiac."). If he fails, he must wait three years to try again. He said it was a big shot in the arm for Monte Rios ailing economy. "My friends don't understand this," a pudgy 35-year-old in front of me confided to his companion. In this way I managed to drop in on the principal events of the encampment, right up to the final Saturday, July 29, 12:30 p.m., when I attended a Lakeside Talk whose giver was, intriguingly, the only one not identified in the program of events. Its members have included Herbert Hoover, a dedicated Bohemian who was known to fellow campers as the Chief'; Mr. Nixon; Lowell Thomas; Eddie Rickenbacker, and Eugene Pulliam, an Indianapolis newspaper publisher. The cremation is intended to put the busy men of the club at ease and banish the stress of the outside world, but it arouses critics of the encampment because they interpret it to mean that Bohemians literally don't care about the outside world. Bohemian discourse is full of oblique organ worship as well. Informed sources discount these stories somewhat. The media's anti-elitist mood, never all that ferocious, was spent. They played golf, swam and went skeet shooting. Bohemian Grove is an Elite men's Only! This is a digitized version of an article from The Timess print archive, before the start of online publication in 1996. He got the pa-pers San Francisco Chronicle, Wall Street Journal, New York Times. The priests turned in desperation to the owl. I wanted to visit the former president. At the Bohemian Grove, he joined the Piedmont Camp to be with his close personal friends from Piedmontthe Witters, Dollars, etc.instead of joining a business camp. "Well, I should give up putting it on my face and arms and spray it on my prick -- see if that'll do any good.". The set for the play included a wall inscription in Latin meaning "Always hard." Larry Kramer is a reporter for The San Francisco Examiner. The mood is reminiscent of high school. "I got slightly inebriated -- slightly! To preserve these articles as they originally appeared, The Times does not alter, edit or update them. The club says it serves as a "refuge" from the strivings of the marketplace, and though it's true that actual deal-making is discouraged, I heard business being done on all sides. The Bohemians will be hard-pressed to prove that they are a purely private club that falls outside the legal definition of a business, when clearly so many members participate for business-related reasons. Activists from truthaction.org have obtained the official guest list for Bohemian Grove's 2008 midsummer encampment along with a map of the Grove's facilities. The Jinks jokes about women were straight out of an old joke book. And this year, when president George Elliott wrote, more drably, "Around campfires large and small, warm hospitality awaits you. The Bohemian Grove hires young men. On the first weekend, for instance, Associated Press president Louis Boccardi, addressing his listeners as men of "power and rank," gave them more details than he said he was willing to give his readers about the plight of Terry Anderson, the Middle East correspondent held hostage since 1985. This summer, for example, attendees saw several plays. In 1984 folk singing demonstrators tried to quarantine the Bohemians inside the Grove because they were so dangerous to the outside world. Instead of Deltas and Pi Etas there are camps, some 120 in all, stretching along River Road and Morse Stephens canyon. "Who was going to offend the president?" He was a goateed giant with massive shoulders and a beer gut. At Faraway camp a guy beckoned me into the camp to enjoy "a little orange juice." (Cronkite camps in Hill Billies along with George H.W. Since 1980, Moore and as many as 400 other demonstrators . One of the speakers this year was Defense Secretary Harold Brown. The most dignified had arrived. In 1981, for instance, Dan Rostenkowski, Ed Meese and former president of CBS News Van Gordon Sauter attended (Sauter as the guest of former California governor Edmund "Pat" Brown, Jerry's father). If it all sounds eclectic, it is. As I sat down a great glistening arc of melon was slid before me. As a subscriber, you have 10 gift articles to give each month. That leaves women and Hispanics as targets for jokes -- such as the one about Bubbles's protg Raoul, who painted Puerto Rican flags on the backs of cockroaches. On July 21 of this year Henry Kissinger sat at one of them, chuffing loudly to someone -- Sunshine, her called her, and Sweetie -- about the pleasant distractions of his vacation in the forest. The rough wooden tables were piled with perfect fruit. Chaperonage for adult women. Here Henry Kissinger made a bathroom pun on the name of his friend Lee Kuan Yew, who was in attendance -- the sort of joke that the people of Singapore, whom Lee rules with such authoritarian zeal, are not free to make in public. Membership in the Bohemian Club is by invitation only, and no women are allowed, either as members or guests, except for an occasional picnic for club wives. A speech to the industrial and financial titans clus-tered for one of the Groves famous lake-side talks could make or break a candidacy. Burn CARE and hurl his ashes, whirling, from our glade! Bohemian Grove, a secluded campground in California's Sonoma County, is the site of an annual two-week gathering of a highly select, all-male club, whose members have included every Republican president since Calvin Coolidge. Its only landmark is a kick-ass bar called the Pink Elephant, but a half-mile or so away from "the Pink," in the middle of a redwood grove, there is, strangely enough, a bank of 16 pay telephones. Walter Cronkite. They told of how a man's heart is divided between "reality" and "fantasy," how it is necessary to escape to another world of fellowship among men. Moore was the 1953 San Luis Obispo County Fiesta queen, but by 1980 she had become, she says, a "woman-identified woman," and the Grove's thunderous maleness and what she calls its "closedness" disturbed her. He did take a crack at toilet humor: "You know, I got to take a second to do something naughty here, since this is an all-stag arrangement. It was a good time to visit the Grove. Fifty people were arrested. But comes next July 14 and every self-respecting member of the Secret World government will be in a gloomy grove of redwoods alongside the Russian river in northern California, preparing to Banish Care for the 122cnd time, prelude to three weeks drinking gin fizzes and hashing out the future of the world. Within a very few years the lowly scriveners were on their way out except for a few of the more presentable among them to lend a pretense of Boho-dom and Mammon had seized power. Voyage to Sonoma County and muster against Secret World Government which, lets face it, isnt exactly secret. Who are the members, and how do they join the club whose reason for being is the Summer Encampment? "We had rope trick. Bohemians rhapsodize endlessly about towering shafts and the inspiration they give men. Bohemian Grove: Cremation of Care Ritual by Infinite Chariots, released 01 March 2023 1. . LOL that is some good fucking eyes wow he was so skinny then. Amid stentori-an chants, a blare of music and leaping flames, Care is finally cremated. Everything felt peaceful and sweet, like death, the good things they say about it: the end to striving, & sunlight-dappled heavenliness. He persisted in putting in too much rum to see how many guys would pass out. The following list of Bohemian Club members includes both past and current members of note. "One of the contemporary myths about the Bohemian Club is that it is a gathering and decision-making place for national and international 'power brokers,"' the club's then-president said in 1980. "Speaker: To Be Announced," it said, raising the question of what dignitary might be thought more important than Prime Minister Rocard, who was listed as the speaker on the middle Saturday. For Republicans the club is an antechamber to the White House. "Hey, knock it off, this is Bohemia," Hugh had to tell him. On hikes I'd taken, my impression had been that the only people patrolling the ten miles of Grove perimeter were a guy at the Guard House on Smith Creek Road who spent a lot of time whittling a walking stick and ancient Bohemians taking the daily 10:00 a.m. open-backed bus tour. But Tom worked for an independent con-tractor supplying food and help and got $125 a day plus tips (officially banned at the Grove) and ended up with $3,000 for his three-week stint. Several of the Hoots jokes were at the expense of the homeless. It was just past noon on Sunday, the middle weekend at the encampment -- the busiest weekend, with attendance approaching 2,200 men. The big improvement this year was to project a sort of hologram onto the owl's face so that its beak seemed to move. I walked over to the Secret Service guy and asked if it was okay to meet the president. And former California governor Pat Brown has said publicly, many times, that the presence of women would keep Bohemians from enjoying their hallowed freedom to pee. I heard a 50-ish Bohemian, the "captain" of Pow Wow camp, call out one day as young George went to pee off the deck. Edmund G. (Pat) Brown, who spoke on the history of the state water problems and the creation of such programs as the Central Valley Project. "What do you call this?" It was at the Bohemian Grove that Americas nuclear weapons program was first devised by physicists such as Ernest O. Lawrence and Edward Teller, both members, meeting with other members who were then in govern-ment, all confident of the security of the redwood club-house built by Bernard Maybeck (one of our favorite American architects) in 1904. Then, eerily picked out by torchlight, robed tycoons move slowly into a clearing with a bier supporting the effigy of Care. The avenging posses may find some puzzling elements within the Grove. come out and play, come with all the buoyant impetuous rush of youth!". The sociologists who had studied the place were right; there was no real security. "Do it counterclockwise, Dickie, that's best," the captain called out. I was told that if a Californian is not admitted before he is 30, he can despair of membership unless he achieves commercial or political prominence. At his Lakeside Talk, Malcolm Forbes said that Khrushchev knows the Soviets "are in over their heads," and even as the name Gorbachev was murmured throughout the audience, Forbes rambled on, dotty and heedless, 25 years out-of-date. The jokes fit right into the Grove's Ayn Rand R&R mood. It looked as though Richard Nixon would once again not show. A friend of mine, big in Reagan time, has been on the doorstep for 15 years. Every year there are new wrinkles on the cremation ceremony. The contours of the Republican Party had changed, in a manner not entirely suited to the Club. On Wouk's acceptance, for instance, he was put to work writing a history of the club. I outfitted myself in conservative recreational wear -- a pressed plaid shirt, PermaPrest chinos, Top Siders, a sport jacket -- I always carried a drink, and I made it a point to have that morning's Wall Street Journal or New York Times under my arm when I surfaced (though television is against the rules, newspapers are sold at the Grove Civic Center). "We had rope trick. Meanwhile, Kissinger had been offering Rocard advice: "I told him, 'Do anything you want, hide in the bushes -- just don't let them see you.'" It's only a matter of time before the club gets sued under either California's civil rights act or San Francisco's civil rights ordinance, both of which bar sex discrimination in business establishments. It was a transparent plea for help. director John McCone, and Lucius D. Clay, former chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. Although golf, skeet shooting and canoeing are available, merely relaxing in the physical splendor of the 2,700 acres of redwood trees and the camaraderie of the fraternity are sufficient entertainment for most of the grove's campers. [This is not entirely accurate; "Bohemian Grove" is labeled as such on USGS topographic maps. There is at least one officer or director from 40 of the 50 largest industrial corporations in the country, and an officer or director of 20 of the top 25 banks in the country, according to G. William Domhoff, author of The Bohemian Grove: A Study in the Ruling Class Cohesiveness.. Noted and hoary writers and personalities are members: Herman Wouk, Art Linkletter, Fred Travalena. The fairy unguents were wearing off; after two weeks the place stopped looking so magical and began to seem as ordinary as a tree-house. Theres Not Being At Home with the wife. The doors were used repeatedly for wrong-floor gags. Rex Greed, an effeminate gallery owner who sells toilets ("a counterpoint of mass and void"), tries to convince artist Jason Jones Jr. that his future lies in sculptures composed of garbage. He didn't ask Reagan my question, of course. Separating the Red and Blue. The club has a fa-mous motto, weaving spiders not come here, meaning No shop talk, but Tom laughs. Every summer for more than a century, the all-male Bohemian Club of San Francisco has led a retreat into a redwood forest 70 miles north of the city, four and a quarter square miles of rugged, majestic terrain that members consider sacred. Demonstrations outside the Grove a few years back often centered around the "Resurrection of Care.". In sending his regrets by telegram, Mr. Nixon reportedly told the president of the club to continue to lead the people into the woods, while he, Mr. Nixon, would continue to lead the rest of the people out of the woods. The club's famed annual gathering has been held for more than 100 years at the 2,700-acre Bohemian Grove in Monte Rio, about 70 miles north of San Francisco in Sonoma County. In 1982 reporters followed German chancellor Helmut Schmidt co the Grove gates, and the front page of the Christian Science Monitor termed the Grove "the West's hidden summit." He had a keen geographical sense and a girlfriend who described a plan to seed magic crystals at the Grove gates to make them open of their own accord so that Native American drummers could walk in. Also, he's not as tall as he looked in office. Just as the priests set out to torch the crypt, a red light appeared high in a redwood and large speakers in the forest amplified the cackling voice of Care: "Fools! Late in the Low Jinks the elevator doors opened and a man came out wearing a rubber Henry Kissinger mask. by Shurtleff, William, Publication date 2005. At certain times of the year women are allowed to enter the Grove -- but only under "chaperonage," according to a 1980 statement by the club president. No one was supposed to know that Rocard himself would be speaking the next day down at the lake, under the green speakers' parasol. "He bought some apple juice company for $1 million and he was fearful he would have to dip into his capital"). Throughout the skeet-shooting, the domino-playing and the museum talks, right up through the "afterglows" that follow each evening's entertainment, everyone is perpetually numbed and loose, but a clubbish decorum prevails just the same. George W. Bush, Henry Kissinger, retired Gen. Colin Powell, former House Speaker Newt . Everyone talks about it. Tom fixed the early morning gin fizzes and kindred cobweb banishers. The getup stood out because it was so fastidious among men who had let themselves go. No one would be surprised. A screen door creaked on a little house farther up the hill, and a Bohemian named Richard poked his head out, emerging from his siesta. Tunerville has all the members of the camp orchestra, Monkey Block many of the artists, and Sons of Toil the university faculty members. They wore bright red, blue and orange hooded robes chat might have been designed for the Ku Klux Klan by Marimekko. He sneered at nearby Abbey, a lowly place equipped merely with tents and believed to have a tradition of unmentionable prac-tices. In the end I entered by stealth. Cremation of Care, they fear, means the death of caring. Black jokes are out because there are a handful of black members -- though one day near the Civic Center I did hear a group of old-timers trying to imitate Jesse Jackson. Many an empire has of course been run by drunken men wearing make-up. When will ye learn that me ye cannot slay? Reagan was mixing it up with a bunch of old-timers a few feet away. Bohemian Grove is a campground owned by the Bohemian Club. Here Nicholas Brady examined the history of the Jockey Club. "Your secretary, I got to tell you, she's 110 percent," a dark-haired man said to an older fellow. For a while I thought the bar of salt bracketed on one tree by the lake was an experimental effort to neutralize uric acids before they hit the roots. He said Reagan would love it and motioned with an open hand toward the deck. The club's nemesis here is the state of California, which keeps chipping away at the Grove's maleness, lately threatening to take away its liquor license and its tax-exempt status because it discriminates against women. The traditional 7:00 a.m. gin fizzes served in bed by camp valets set the pace. Wandering into the clearing, he announced to the air, "I have to make two phone calls." The often bizarre rites have elevated what was once a provincial club for San Franciscans embarrassed by the rude manners of the Wild West into the most exclusive club in the United States, with 2,300 members drawn from the whole of the American establishment and a waiting list 33 years long. Hes spared the heftysign-up fee of around $10,000 and annual membership duesm and only has to pony up when hes invited, which is every two or three years. At least six inches." The right-wing Hoover Institution at Stanford attended in full force and brought along the president of Washington's Heritage Foundation. The simulacrum isnt half bad. The brewer finished tearily, his arms high above his head, fists clenched, "Take me back to Mandalay-ah. And they do talk to each othersometimes ignoring the injunctive to leave business behind. He was surely influenced by Prime Minister Rocard's Saturday afternoon Lakeside Talk, in which he dangled the most sanguine business expectations of the new European order. At dinner I sat across from a young broker who shared his wine with me and complained about his girlfriend. Bohemians sleep on cots in these tents, or, in the richer camps, in redwood cabins. His friend, a man in a yellow brocade vest, agreed. One old-timer said that Nixon was feuding with the board of directors. It was the same bar-lodge-motel where the local police had arrested a man for pandering a few years back. Holding meetings in the back room of a San Francisco Barbary Coast bar called The Jolly Corks, the club later extended membership to artists of all kinds, but the club symbol, to this day, is an owl, typifying the nightworking journalists, as well as wisdom. . But he was perfectly charming, and we talked about music and the Kennedy Center for a long time.. Individual melted into group, but what a group: George Shultz was seated below me, and word in the camp was that a year and $75,000 or so had been spent for a production that would be seen just once, just by them. Bohemian Jack London was a socialist; Bohemian Henry George, a radical reformer. One cartoon had a camper at Bromley turning away a filthy guy with a bag of cans. There are lakeside talks. Shultz, George and Stephen Davison Bechtel with Kissinger at Bohemian Grove [includes correspondence] 1 of 6: 2 of 6: 3 of 6: 4 of 6: Download PDF (3.23 MB) Full Folder View; Collection Information. The encampment's rules about dealing with waiters reinforce the heartless but egalitarian values of the Grove. He served up the fruits, juices, eggs and bacon and listened to captains of commerce start their days chat about business affairs. My bags were packed -- a camera in one pocket, a tape recorder in the other. Some observers of the Grove had warned that security was too good; they'd sniff me out quickly. German chancellor Helmut Schmidt (not to be confused with Club members Chauncey E. Schmidt or Jon Eugene Schmidt) strolled its paths with club member Henry Kissinger, as did French socialist leader Michael Rocard. It was set at crotch level, so you had to sort of crouch. Members wash up in dormitory-style bathrooms and eat breakfast and dinner collectively in the Dining Circle, a splendid outdoor arena with fresh wood chips covering the ground and only the sky above. As the magic hour of 9:15 approached, a helicopter from a network newsmagazine circled frantically far above the darkened forest, searching out a spectacle lit at that point only by the hundreds of cigars whose smokers had ignited them in defiance of the California Forest Service's posted warnings. The bust came right after a Lakeside Talk by William Webster, then the FBI director, and the timing suggested it was his doing. Let my friends remember me by it when i am gone, reads a plaque left by a Bohemian at the base of a 301-footer. "You know," he said, for he started every comment with that phrase, "I haven't said this publicly before. Former Bank of America chairman Samuel Armacost brought IBM chairman John F. Akers, Bechtel chairman S. D. Bechtel Jr. brought Amoco chairman Richard Morrow. One of the waiters had heard whorehouse piano music coming from Owl's Nest, and he said Ronald Reagan liked that kind of music. Comments by Ronald Wilson Reagan, said placards on the wooden signboards. He even went into the drunken depression stage and started claiming he's going to die in his 50s from a heart attack. Jimmy Carter is a Liberal Saint Now, Was a War Criminal Then. Tom Watson, the builder of IBM, once took a long weekend off from his retirement job as US ambassador to Moscow to fly to San Francisco to dine with a Bohemian Grove board member and discreetly lobby for membership. The participants seem to enjoy the isolation and the opportunity to let their hair down in some way. There's all the redwood talk. One Bohemian, a patrician fellow with silver hair, wheeled in rage, saying, "I'll be goddamned." The owner of the lotion sighed. on a piece of Grove stationery and went up to the fellow taking questions from my section, by the giant owl. You know you are inside the Bohemian Grove when you come down a trail in the woods and hear piano music from amid a group of tents and then round a bend to see a man with a beer in one hand and his penis in the other, urinating into the bushes. Henry A. Kissinger papers, part III. Q33. In the afternoon I walked up Kitchen Hill Road to Owl's Nest camp. Boho-member Wouk once got off a sententious paragraph about the Grove being the site of that purest of loves, the friendship that men can nourish between each other in noble surroundings. But what, in the end, does the member get for his pains? You know how many times we've been in someone's home, and we've wanted to go to the powder room, and we've maybe said, 'Excuse me, I've got to powder my nose.' "My father said if you have a choice between an angry woman and a rabid dog, take the dog," Jason Jones Jr. said. But in fact, class and status differences among camps are pronounced. Former Defense secretary Caspar W. Weinberger, former attorney general William French Smith and former Transportation secretary Drew Lewis are all members. These men were interested in something more than pseudo-Druidic rituals. The Bohemian Club's waiting list, which had first appeared away back in the 1920s, grew to ridiculous lengths. One day I drove up to the front gate and got a daunting glimpse of what looked like the Grove sheriff, a barrel like figure in a Smokey the Bear hat. Then Nelson and David Rockefeller horned their way in, and the spotlight moved to the Trilateral Commisssion. Every year since 1879, the club holds its two-week Annual Summer Encampment, dubbed by President Herbert Hoover "the greatest men's party on earth." The gathering takes place on the exclusive. The club motto, Weaving spiders, come not here! is a warning to leave talk of business and world affairs at home and turn one's mind to matters of art and leisure. Many years ago a doctor called it a Nembutal, and the name stuck, so much so that one Fore Peak camper wears a stethoscope and a white lab coat with Dr. Nembutal stitched on it. Just the same, the club needed such "men of use" to support their activities. User ID: 78001158. Monte Rio is a depressed Northern California town of 900 where the forest is so thick that some streetlights stay on all day long. Bush, William F. Buckley Jr. and former astronaut and ex-Eastern Air Lines chairman Frank Borman.) They'd built special platforms in the trees for men with binoculars. Following closely in Mandalay's footsteps is Cave Man Camp. Now and then, though, a Bohemian sits down in the ferns and passes out. Current participants include George Bush, Henry Kissinger, James Baker and David Rockefeller a virtual who's who . There's a kind of emotional experience with an election year, that between state elections, local elections, and besides, with a two year term, a congressman gets elected and the next day he starts campaigning for the next election." This button displays the currently selected search type. It's like great sex". The mood was American and bellicose. "Oh, Rocard is having a ball." It turned out to be only a deer lick. But two insistently anonymous sources have disclosed that: William Buckley played Bach on an outddor piano while a New York cocktail pianist, George Feyer, played Mendelssohn concerto instead of Putting on the Ritz.. The club was founded in 1872, just three years after the transcontinental railroad was completed, by a group of newspapermen and artists who plainly felt social anxiety about their surroundings. Lobbying is pathetically fierce. At the encampment last July, Al Haig was there, along with three other former secretaries of State: Kissinger, Shultz and William P. Rogers (Rogers as a guest of former national security adviser William P. Clark's). Edgar F. Kaiser), 1970s retro (Gerald Ford, Henry Kissinger) and foreign bric-a-brac (Andrew Knight of The Economist). The woman on the line now asked about the friend. "We looked around and saw we were becoming an old-men's club," a member said, explaining recent efforts to recruit fresh blood. "No, but I've heard a lot about him and I'd like to meet him." He wandered up with a beer in his hand as I sat reading on a bench and, pausing for emphasis, pronounced, "In the beginning the Lord created -- cunts.". Some said there were Secret Service men guarding the roads and the perimeter. The Grove was still there. And all the talk about male fellowship often sounds just like a college freshman's version of No Gurls Allowed, an institutional escape from women, from their demands, aggressions and vapors. Meese, by the way, is about the only major Reaganite who didn't end up as a member. George Shultz, the former secretary of State, wearing hiking boots, had listened while sitting under a tree. Bohemian Grove is a 2,700-acre campground in Monte Rio, Calif that serves as a meeting place for top politicians and businessmen who are members of the Grove society.

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