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 Fun in the sun. Choking on smog

 This is where it's at: L.A., a big fucking "L" and a big god forsaken "A." This is where the disseminated group is to gather. Will we still be a disseminated group? In thought. In deed. In action. The revolution will be televised, but you won't know it. Part of the revolution involves the mass destruction of televisions. Madison is now 2,000 miles of road behind. Ahhh...the road: Peril, Adventure, Romance. We've seen enough road trip movies to know that Hollywood expects those three road-trip rascals to befall the weary sojourner. They gave the DGI, awide berth. The DGI has made it. Wal-Marts spangled every town along the route. The lovely face of corporate America kept the little cities in Wisconsin, Iowa, Nebraska, Colorado, Utah, Nevada, Arizona, and California all looking as if they were part of a looped set on background scroll board. If it weren't for the changes in terrain the DGI would not have known the difference between small American towns. The homogenization is complete. The scarring is permanent. Sure, the corpoarations change the names of there outlets into reality from region to region. Hardee's transforms by degrees into Carl's, jr. (same menu, same logo) Arby's turns into Rax. Super America evolves into 7-11's. The corporate chains do feebley attempt assimilation by trading in the blocky post-modernist gas chamber look of the mid-west with a blocky stucco, tiled roof, look in the far west. Enough!!!! The DGI officially advocates the destruction of any corporate building after hours. Don't hurt the misguided that shop at these grand community destroying homogenizers. Post fliers warning them of the conflagration or big BOOM to come.

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