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Struck me, while laboring through this dissonance, that the unenlightened should never have been allowed to theorize in public on matters pertaining to life, the universe or anything. Determined to endure this, it then struck me that I'm never not bitching about exactly this! In this particular instance, though, this clod brain seems incapable of discerning that the human attraction to lightness is not about laziness at all. Every burner in that tent was, I hope, being propelled out onto the playa by her turgid ideas.
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Have been watching Ruptly webcast at Minsk for the last couple hours. A bunch of tired camerapersons and security guys, yawning progressively more frequently, lolling around the exit for the big boyz and girlz. It's seven in the morning, Minsk time. They have been at it all night and now it's the next day. They're still in there.
Lavrov went to the powder room an hour or so ago.
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Nearly 8am in Minsk and I'm switching over to an embed here for a little while.
[Camera cut out at quarter after ten in Minsk... dammit.]
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Nine ayem [Minsk] and no change. I feel as though I've been up all night and am ready to curl up on the cold floor for a nap. Highly suggestible... or something....
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Just as I was totally getting into the exhausted groove of the echoing marble, my live feed cut out and I guess they've gotten it all handled. Too fried to allow the cameras to focus on them at the last minute? Whatever. We're going to see.
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Even punchy, he's dapper.
always and any time....
