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This whole weekend was an excersize in expanding my cultural awareness. It started off with a little techno that melted quite nicely into hardcore German metal. By the end of the night I was spinnin the hip hop stylee and reading gnn and disinfo searching for something to get the political activist in me going. Apparently, I'm not alone.

According to the front page of lord omlette's hangout, he and perhaps most of his friends are now being spied on by the government. But not to worry, the air force guy who is supposed to spy on us is going to leave his job for some "sweet Florida punan". Thank god for that. Nevertheless, I don't buy into his wild claims, and I see no reason why he should buy into them, either. Not like I would blame the government for reading his site because he's dangerous to the state of the union; but the fact that they'd be afraid of him in the presense of a link to my page with a caricature of me burning the united states flag. Whatever, maybe if they pay attention to omlettes page, they can chance upon some other quality sites.

Regardless, Blackalicious, Ludacriss, A Tribe called Quest, Cypress Hill, Ice Cube and DMX spun their lyrical styles all day and on to the night. All this while our domestic security is enhanced. We stand on the brink of nuclear apocalypse, like Brando's proverbial snail crawling on a razor, the pace slow and painful, our lives hanging in some agonizing limbo in which every second we live longer increases the pain our deaths will bring. Life couldn't be more interesting.