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I've very sensibly been forgetting all my dreams upon waking, though I do remember from last night that we (apparently being my brother and another fellow, both of them w/ strong personalities, and me, w/ a weak demeanor while really being the mastermind) decided it was necessary to enlist in our cause the big bruiser from the (American) football team that was crucial in some way to the organization (?) we were trying to alter. We assumed he'd dissent in a giant way to our plans, but upon our visiting him in his one-room apt. he turned out to be very sweet and delighted in particular to see me again. But the dream then doesn't bother to enlist him in our plans, in fact seems to forget the plans altogether, the fellow's liking me apparently being more important than our scheme to change the world. Anyway, a bit later in the dream it turns out that my brother has gotten a new and better job so these machinations of ours are now unnecessary.

I googled the awful L4wson, found a column about the religious right in Murrica; from the piece I decided that L4wson had never met an actual evangelical Christian or heard a country song or anything that would have given him actual information but he did have strong opinions on the shallowness of these people he knew nothing about. And I emulate him in knowing little about him but deciding that he's shallow. Get out of his kitchen, Mark. It's obvious fraudulent, just some sort of stage set, nothing really cooking.