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July 10, 2007

Pundits, Speechwriters, Hacks of the Empire

Our Emperor, a high-risen Pimp, gives to each of us a sword.  "You were just slaves. You are gladiators now."  Nos peritume mortem salutamus!  Repeat it says the Pimp, Nos peritume mortem salutamus! I don't even know what it means, but it seems from the expression on his face like he is inviting us to pay homage to his Royal Person.  

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