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The mysterious Ralph Nader

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Screen Shot 2015-08-31 at 1.44.09 PMWhen you see whistle-blowers on the cover of Time magazine (like Snowden or Assange), rest assured you’re witnessing an op in progress, and it didn’t take long for Ralph Nader to arrive at that pinnacle of mainstream media acceptance and validation.

Nader comes from a wealthy Christian Lebanese family that settled near New Haven, although he chose Princeton instead of nearby Yale, but followed up by attending Harvard Law, which some say is peppered with Bonesmen anyway.

Nader made his bones by destroying the reputation of an inexpensive vehicle with high gas mileage that was revolutionizing the American auto industry. I know, you’ve probably been told the Corvair was a death-trap, but in reality, it was the first European-style car to be manufactured by Detroit, a car beloved instantly by trade magazines, which had dubbed it “the poor man’s Porsche.”

Dave Davis of Car and Driver reviewed the 1965 model: “…The most important new car…and the most beautiful car to appear in this country since before World War II… The new rear suspension, the new softer spring rates in front, the bigger brakes, the addition of some more power, all these factors had us driving around like idiots—zooming around the handling loop dragging with each other, standing on the brakes—until we had to reluctantly turn the car over to some other impatient journalist.”

Screen Shot 2015-08-31 at 1.51.38 PMDid I mention the Corvair was a huge hit with kids and teenagers all across America, especially the sporty convertible?

Somehow Nader discovered an internal memo written by one of the engineers working on the Corvair suggesting a more elaborate rear suspension, a suggestion discarded as too costly. The Corvair had a revolutionary rear-mounted aluminum engine that contributed to its light weight, and it used the same suspension of the VW Beetle it had been designed to compete against, a suspension also found on several other successful European autos. But that letter from that engineer presented a legal loophole Nader waltzed through to help win landmark lawsuits against GM, which quickly created a GM investigative squad bent on neutralizing Nader, something that contributed greatly to Nader’s climb to fame. I wonder though, if it all wasn’t a set-up from day one because it ended what should have been a movement to smaller, lighter, more fuel-efficient cars for decades.

After riding to glory on the back of destroying the reputation of a great vehicle (and by the way, Texas A&M conducted a study in 1972 proving Nader’s claims against the car were immensely inflated, and it was actually as safe as most other cars on the market at the time), Nader went on to organize young lawyers to form a national association under his command and control, a project that began in Texas. These lawyers were dubbed “Nader’s Raiders,” and this organization has grown over the years and been responsible for eight major federal consumer protection laws, the motor vehicle safety laws, Safe Drinking Water Act, the launching of federal regulatory agencies such as the Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA), Environment Protection Agency (EPA), and Consumer Product Safety Administration. Just imagine the budgets, jobs, regulations and red tape involved, because the scope is immense. Nader regularly appears at the Council on Foreign Relations and writes left-wing position papers for that managed dialectic funded by the Rockefeller Foundation.

Nader’s Raiders appeared at the same time as the hippies, but they all wore suits and ties and had short hair, not to mention an unusually high number of them came from wealthy backgrounds. Richard Milhoff Jr. of El Paso was one of the first. He joined at age 24 and today he is one of the highest paid litigators in the nation, earning several hundred million dollars a year, and no doubt employing some of the same legal tricks as the one Nader used on GM.

Sherman Skolnick was a astute investigator who volunteered to host the Chicago Nader’s Raiders in their original meetings, and this is what he later wrote about them: “Who are these folks crusading supposedly against the “Establishment”? All of them were young law students or beginning lawyers. But crucial to my understanding of them, they were moreover, I quietly discovered, the sons and daughters of the ultra rich… I went down my list of what I urged them to do. INVESTIGATE BANKER-JUDGES. I got a blank look. RUNAWAY COURT CORRUPTION. Another blank. Expose the war-mongering mostly private huge universities. “Nader’s Raider’s” absolutely not interested. INVESTIGATE THE CIA/FBI’s AGENTS PROVOCATEURS. They dismissed the idea. Privately, I discovered directly that they simply wanted to correct some of the more blatant misdeeds of the Ruling Class, “the powers that be,” the Establishment—in other words THEIR elders.”

But this rabbit hole doesn’t end here, because after Sherman brought down some corrupt judges in Chicago, he went off the deep end, and in fact, was accused by respected JFK researcher Harold Weisberg of blowing his research into a CIA-sponsored assassination in Chicago scheduled before the trip to Dallas, a plot aborted at the last minute because JFK got tipped off and cancelled. Weisberg was gathering evidence of this plot when Skolnick caught wind and launched a lawsuit that guaranteed the evidence would never see the light of day. At least, that was Weisberg’s impression. The details of this Chicago assassination plot were finally confirmed in the mainstream media in 2007, 44 years after the fact, when a Chicago policeman spilled the beans.

I know it’s a wilderness of mirrors, but if you just keep in mind real whistle-blowers are always crucified and neutralized, while the fake ones are always put on the cover of Time magazine (or else they reverberate across the fake conspiracy network like David Icke or Mark Passio). It’s a maze of rabbit holes that leads into chemtrails, we never landed on the moon, and the aliens are among us, because those are the biggest holes they have been digging over the decades.

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August 31, 2015 at 3:35 pm

Kill the Messenger reveals uncomfortable truths

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Screen Shot 2015-08-30 at 8.30.45 AM“If we had met five years ago, you wouldn’t have found a more staunch defender of the newspaper industry than me … And then I wrote some stories that made me realize how sadly misplaced my bliss had been. The reason I’d enjoyed such smooth sailing for so long hadn’t been, as I’d assumed, because I was careful and diligent and good at my job … The truth was that, in all those years, I hadn’t written anything important enough to suppress.” —Gary Webb

Gary Webb never wanted to be anything but an honest investigative journalist and after Watergate exploded in the national news, he dropped out of college three credits short of a degree to take a job as a cub reporter. He spent two decades working his way up the reporter ranks through a half dozen papers, and even participated in a Pulitzer, but then the story of the century dropped in his lap, courtesy of Coral Baca, who would much later be revealed as the wife of Carlos Lehder, founder of the Medellin Cartel.

Baca became aware of Gary after he’d written an expose on forfeiture abuse for a San Jose newspaper. Drug war forfeiture began in the early 1980s and quickly became a major source of law enforcement funding. Baca used Gary as a ploy to help get a drug smuggler friend of hers released from custody. She was working as a manager for the insurance giant AIG when she contacted Gary. Most people are unaware of the deep political connections between AIG and the CIA and their possible involvement in drug money laundering, but if you trace the history of AIG, you’ll find opium funded-anti-communist efforts at its origins. And 80 years later, that was the op Gary bumped into, only this time around it was cocaine funding an illegal Contra war on a Sandinista revolution in Nicaragua.

HBO just added the wonderful and explosive feature, Kill the Messenger, based on the biography by Nick Schou of the same name as well as Gary’s book Dark Alliance. Although produced on a relatively low budget, the film has some big names and provides a riveting account of Gary’s spiral of doom down a CIA-infested rabbit hole. The film leaves Gary’s suicide in 2004 as an open question, although I believe Gary took his own life in a moment of despair. However, the CIA had already destroyed his career and played numerous dirty tricks to break him down emotionally. The last straw seemed to be the theft of his prized cafe racer motorcycle combined with the sale of his home, as he could no longer afford the mortgage payments. He was about to downsize into his mother’s apartment and decided he’d endured enough abuse.

I  was editor of a national magazine when Gary lost his newspaper job and immediately offered him a monthly column. But Gary had a lot of pride and demanded $5 a word, which is more than I could afford. I ended up hiring Mike Ruppert (and eventually regretting that decision). Had Gary lived, he’d be a rock star journalist today since history has completely vindicated his work. And anyone famous can self-publish with ease these days. Seven corporations with ties to the military-industrial complex no longer have a monopoly stranglehold on publishing like they did two decades ago. At the highest level, these corporations work hand-in-glove to assist the CIA, not investigate it, and that’s the fallacy and myth created by Watergate. When you see investigative reporters getting giant book and film deals and being lionized by the national media, like what happened with Woodward and Bernstein, you are looking at CIA ops in progress, which is why I don’t trust Wikileaks or Snowdon. Gary, on the other hand, was the real deal, a truly honest reporter who just wanted to get to the truth, no matter the consequences. He was not lionized, he was crucified.

Funny when this movie came out in the theaters, it disappeared almost instantly before it could find an audience. Not exactly what happened with All the President’s Men, eh? But now you can watch Kill the Messenger on demand on HBO, at least for this month, so please check it out because it may help open some eyes. And if you want to keep following the rabbit hole even deeper, just subscribe to this blog, because it’s one of the few places that peers into the dark corners.

One thing I’ve learned after 30 years hanging around the marijuana industry: it’s stuffed with spooks and scam artists. When the CIA wanted to use drug profits to prop up a Contra army, they were able to double and triple dip profits along the way. First they fronted a mountain of cocaine to street dealers while arming those dealers with advanced automatic weapons, something that forced the police to militarize in order to combat the street gangs. The military-industrial complex was cashing in on weapons sales on both sides of that divide. Then, after a decade of insane profits, they began taking down the street dealers and having the government seize their assets. They only built them up so they could take it all away later. And only the spooks walk free to dance through the raindrops and nary a drop lands on them.

You’ll find similar games played in world of cannabis.

If you want to check out a recent documentary that covers Gary’s story, I suggest Freeway: Crack in the System by Marc Levin.

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August 30, 2015 at 9:50 am

My response to Edward Forchion

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Screen Shot 2015-07-03 at 9.34.37 AM“In 1998 at the NORML conference in DC I asked Hagar (sic) to help me with a Cannabis church and he and Keith Stroup laughed at me. ( Never did Hightimes cover this topic back then except to laugh.) Now he’s claiming this – he’s a minister.” Edward Forchion on Facebook

It’s sad how the cannabis movement is filled with factionalism and jealousies. It only takes is a smidgen of media coverage to bring out the worst in some. My project to explore cannabis in ritual and ceremony began in 1987 and I’ve been pursuing the path rigorously ever since. Obviously, Forchion never read my article “The Big Bhang,” or any of the excerpts from Cannabis Spirituality by Stephen Gaskin, a book I commissioned and edited. Or any of the groundbreaking articles by Chris Bennett I published while editing a national magazine.

A few months ago, I put out a call on social media for all cannabis ministries to gather in Colorado and form a federation. Forchion did not respond, so I can only surmise he’s not interested in meeting other like-minded individuals.

I’d like to clear up his misconceptions, however. There are no “ministers” in the Pot Illuminati as we consider ourselves equals and none have any special access to spirituality. We take turns wearing the big hat during ceremonies and pass the energy around as much as possible. We have no dogma nor rules beyond: “Don’t hurt anyone.”

I’m not seeking funds, nor trying to construct a personality cult, and if you read my free ebook The New Pot Enlightenment you’ll discover my concept is for people to band together and create their own democratic, non-dogmatic cannabis ministries. You can use some of my concepts or feel free to ignore them, but there is no need to bash me.

Religion is not something written in stone, but something constantly evolving, and we have had precious little evolution over the last 2,000 years to the point religion has become a secret monopoly ruled by oligarchies and fraudsters as a tax shelter and to help foment war for profit. In order to level the playing field, we need to create democratic forms of religion that reject dogma and pyramidal structures employing fear-based mind-control formulas.

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August 3, 2015 at 8:22 am

Please join my conspiracy to occupy religion

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11694752_1096341923727827_3028084207419145056_nWhen Tom Forcade made the bold move of relocating his commune from Arizona to New York City in a school bus filled with Mexican weed, he devised the perfect cover: a church group, with him as head pastor, which is why he wore a clerical collar—although he added a black slouch cowboy hat worthy of a Clint Eastwood spaghetti Western as his crown.

When I say magic and religion are the same thing, and run on the same rules, costumes are a great illustrator of the concept. By dressing as a Reverend, Forcade disarmed Christian opponents to hippies. It’s the same when someone puts on a Santa Claus outfit. Suddenly, they’re not a normal person, but something somehow connected to vibrations on the astral plane.

For the launching of the United Federation of Cannabis Ministries, I invited all the cannabis-related ministries around the world to gather with me in Denver during the Munchie Cup. A half dozen RSVP’ed, but only one showed: The First Church of Cannabis founded by Bill Levin in Indianapolis. Bill is a remarkable guy, and exudes happiness and serenity pretty much all the time far as I could tell. Upon arrival, he grabbed the white candle and carved the golden spiral. Then he joined the choir of the Temple Dragon Band with great gusto. With lightening speed, Bill worked his way up the ranks into becoming a deacon of the Pot Illuminati.

I’ve been studying the history of cannabis and religion for 30 years, and the creation of the Pot Illuminati is almost as complex and well-thought-out as the creation of Bitcoin. Constructing a corruption-free form of religion is no easy task. First, you have to strip away the useless dogma, which represents the encrusted mind control propaganda. You can download my free ebook The New Pot Enlightenment on numerous platforms for a complete picture of the religion. There’s only one rule: don’t hurt anyone.

And by the way, that includes feelings. Notice there are some who delight in wounding people with gossip, and when called out respond: ‘it was just a joke, dude.” What they are really doing is employing telepathic weapons, flying false flags. There are plenty of ways to do humor where all sides laugh heartily. But when one side weeps, that wasn’t humor at all, but a death bomb to the heart.

The Pot Illuminati, on the other hand, are experts at dropping love bombs. And a lot of our lingo and philosophy comes from Carl Von Clauswitz, the preeminent European philosopher of  war, a man respected in the highest corridors of the Pentagon and CIA. That’s because if you study your opponent’s magic, you can steal his sigils and tap his telepathic energy. It’s not unlike hacking into an opponent’s website. I discovered this technique in the late 1980’s when I created the Freedom Fighters and formed a tribe wearing tricorner hats with psychedelic Colonial outfits. Within a few years we were on the Boston Common with 100,000 people cheering us, although the national news media never spoke a word.

The Pot Illuminati is not seeking donations. We did hold two crowd-funding campaigns to cover the cost of renting a venue for the first World Congress of Cannabis Ministries, but have no plans for further fundraisers, as we have no need for revenue. We encourage everyone to band together and create your own like-minded cannabis ministries with your stoner friends using The New Pot Enlightenment as your guide. If you do, your cannabis use will be protected according to the Constitution.

The best aspect of both The First Church of Cannabis and Pot Illuminati is total rejection of past dogma. While I realize the Tree of Life and Burning Bush are cannabis, I do not slavishly imitate religions of the past. Spirituality flows through us naturally, and you only need to medicate and meditate to connect with the signals. There are many vibrations, but when you roll them all up into one big telepathic ball, it’s called One Love.

Grandmaster Caz is the head of the Pot Illuminati because he is one of the principle figures in the creation of hip hop, the Louis Armstrong of our time, and probably the only person from the first generation to master the arts of breaking, deejaying and rapping. When we have a question on ceremonial direction or interpretation, we gravitate to Caz and Cora. It’s best to get both at the same time. We use their instincts as our compass. When you form your ministry, look to the most creatively gifted as the natural-born leader of your crew.

If you do form your own cannabis ministries with my free book as your guide, I hope to see you in Colorado next summer for the Third Annual Abakus Munchie Cup.

Written by Steven Hager

August 1, 2015 at 7:48 am

What good is a Patriot Act if they can’t stop the terrorists?

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Screen Shot 2015-06-20 at 3.52.48 PMIf you’re cynical like me, you don’t swallow the myth Snowden and Wikileaks are anything other than intel ops in progress. The easiest way to direct social reform is capturing the center of gravity on the reform movement, something easily accomplished by creating fake whistleblowers. Of course, these ops always begin with the release of some exciting information that turns out real—done to establish bona fides before diving off into a designated rabbit hole. If Snowden and Wikileaks were real, they’d have released incriminating evidence on 9/11, and we’d be following that trail into Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, England and Israel, as well as our own Pentagon and CIA.

Trust me, if a whistleblower ends up on the cover of Time, they were an op from day one because very little in politics happens until it’s “made to happen.”

Unless you are using massive encryption, nothing posted online or sent via email is safe from the prying eyes of the Pentagon, no matter what they tell you. And they can probably read much of the encrypted stuff as well and climb into your computer and smart phone anytime they please. Keep in mind, radical pro-violent sects on both sides of the political divide are amongst the most heavily watched websites. The only thing attracting more attention may be the flow of money, arms and illegal drugs, which means there are more spooks on radical pro-violent websites than real, organic people. And most of the true believers have low IQ’s and low self esteem, which fuels their racism and manifests a desire to inflict discomfort on others who don’t have the same background. When the FBI wanted to create a myth of a jihad movement, they lured impoverished ghetto folk into get-rich-quick schemes involving bombing Jewish targets. None of these people were jihadists, just poor people being offered some crazy amount of money to drop off a package. And all these patsies are now serving long prison sentences with little hope of parole. Just watch the documentary on the Newburgh sting if you don’t believe me and realize it represents the tip of the iceberg on entrapment.

Which brings me around to this Charleston shooter who executed a prominent state senator and eight of his congregation. Neither his actions nor words fit into a plausible scenario, but seemed stretched over a propaganda screed. If he was despondent because some black youth captured the girl he loved, it’s far more likely he’d have executed that youth or the girl, or both, or someone in his hometown who pissed him off, and not driven hundreds of miles to kill strangers in a church.

Based on the selfies and the manifesto that appeared online only hours before he committed his massacre, it seems likely others may have been involved in directing this mission, because it seems to have been committed to achieve maximum psychological impact for polarizing blacks and whites. And if anyone was communicating to the shooter online and encouraging this mission, the Pentagon would have been well aware of the conversation early in the game. And buying a gun shortly before committing this act should have set off the appropriate alarm bells.

And even if the Pentagon had no prior knowledge and somehow fell asleep at their crucial job of protecting us from terrorists by monitoring terror suspects, they certainly have the ability to examine all contacts who could have been influencing the shooter. So I find it strange zero information along these lines is being pursued and the media is universally preoccupied with portraying this case as just another lone assassin, a la Oswald, Sirhan, Chapman, Hinckley.

Written by Steven Hager

June 22, 2015 at 11:50 am

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My Guide to Raising House Plants

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IMG_0537When I went to the Netherlands for the first time, I was struck by the number of apartment windows filled with plants and it inspired me to bring plants into my own apartment. That was over 25 years ago.

There were a ton of early failures, and some thrived during the summer but shriveled and died during the long winter. It took me a while to realize not every plant works in every location. Some desire direct sun, while others prefer no direct sun at all.

My favorites are ferns and palms because they create a tropical vibe, but they are also among the more difficult to cultivate indoors as both are extremely sensitive to drought. Always keep in mind, however, that over-watering is by far the most common form of plant death, and it is something that can always be avoided if people would just lift the pot to judge its weight before watering. If it’s heavy, it means the plant still has plenty of water left to drink. Another favorite of mine is the Purple Passion Vine, the leaves of which are coated in purple velvet fur. And if you make Purple Passion really happy, she’ll sprout gorgeous orange flowers in the late summer. Many plants today are engineered not to produce viable seed, but Purple Passion is the easiest plant in the world to clone, Just take any cutting of a few inches or more, plant it in moist soil and she will root in a few days.

IMG_0538Around nine years ago I moved to Woodstock for a year, and lost most of my plants in the process, so the ones I have now are about seven years old. I did take one plant upstate with me, however, and brought her back when I returned, a Japanese Prayer Tree that I discovered as a tiny seedling 25 years ago for a few dollars. Here is how she looks today in my bedroom window (left).

The best time to buy a houseplant is in the spring. Plants love stability and despise shocks of any kind, so they prefer to stay in one place and not move around. After a year, they get comfortable and know what to expect. So the best time to re-pot your new plant, is when you first get home. Always water the plant before re-potting.

The new container should be two inches or more larger than the one the plant came in. Fill the bottom third with sphagnum moss, which will absorb amazing amounts of water. A little charcoal helps remove any toxic build-up. I pack the sides with worm castings, which is the best plant food because it doesn’t create fertilizer burn. You can also add some regular plant soil along with the worm casting. I include several tablespoons of Zeba, or similar polymer, which absorbs even more water than sphagnum moss. The roots of the plants will attach themselves to the Zeba granules as they grow and it will help prevent shock from over or under-watering.IMG_0539 I’m trying something new this year and putting water globes into all my house plants. They advertise these as a way to leave your plants on auto-pilot for a week or two, and that might work if your plant is a cactus, but in reality, during the summer, any plant in the sun will require monitoring every few days. I love these globes, however, because they are beautiful, and also give a very clear picture of how much water your plant is drinking on a daily basis. The globes are a wonderful supplement to hand watering, but will not replace it entirely for most plants.

You’ll need to protect the stem from filling up with dirt. You can accomplish this by rubber-banding a piece of filter paper over the tip or by inserting a fabric wick into the stem. I tie a double knot in the fabric as a stopper, and leave a tail inside and outside the globe. You won’t need to water the plant again until the globe is empty, and when that happens, you should fully drench the plant again before re-inserting a full globe. I use a large screwdriver to make a hole for the globe to insert into. The tips are fragile and easily broken.

My plants are on the same scale as my art collection and my pets. Something I would never sell. But I do provide my friends with free cuttings of my Purple Passion Vine anytime they ask for one. Don’t be afraid to raise some house plants on your own, and if you follow my advice and use moss, polymers and watering globes, you can avoid the most common problems.

Written by Steven Hager

June 21, 2015 at 10:27 am

My New Jerusalem Project

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newethemeparkIn an effort to promote peace on earth, I’m creating a theme-park called New Jerusalem as an alternative to the Disney-style experience I so abhor. The only rides at this park are bikes, go-carts, golf carts, water craft, (anything electric, low speed, and non-toxic). I envision horses and carriages with guides as another option for exploring the site. I’m looking for a mountain valley anywhere where cannabis is legal. This is not a “cannabis resort” but the Pot Illuminati will have a temple there, so they are insisting on a cannabis-friendly zone, so I require a country where cannabis is legal. Colorado, Spain, Jamaica are at the top of my list, but it would be somewhat appropriate to pitch the flagship in Israel as it appears pot may be legal there soon.

A big part of the magic of cannabis is not broadcasting the plant and shielding children from early attachment. We are not worshiping cannabis. But we recognize it’s role in the history of religion and cannot exclude it entirely. New Jerusalem contains ceremonial spaces for all religious cultures, and the structures are made of hempcrete or a hemp-based styrofoam or plastic.

In the center of the park is Tipi Circle, and the tipis are made of hemp. The Greek-like temple on the nearby hilltop is known as The Temple of Fun and has the world’s largest set of magic chakra candles. All the avatars, icons and sigils are represented on the altar of the Temple of Fun because no one is excluded from the Fun Vibe.

There’s a replica of Stonehenge. And we’ll have to eventually re-create a pyramid complex somewhere. Of course a Christian chapel and Synagogue would be built early on. Even before the structures go up, we can put a yurt or tipi on site with pictures of what will manifest eventually. That’s part of the magic of making things happen.

I’d like to find some cannabis companies to invest in the project by sponsoring pavilions, like at a World’s  Fair. I envision a Hemp Pavilion, Medical Marijuana Pavilion, and a Cultivation Pavilion at a minimum.

My vision is to allow pilgrims to camp near any temple for free for as long as they remain peaceful. There would even be a public barter square where anyone could vend anything legal to barter or sell. But only sponsors would have the right to sell goods and services at pavilions and they could build condos to rent out as long as they passed our standards and enhanced the environment, while causing no harm.

My concept park is to mix all classes and cultures, so there must be a 5-star option that will rival the greatest resorts in the world. But then again, you could just pitch your own tent as the other option.

Written by Steven Hager

June 15, 2015 at 1:19 pm

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