No, see, because declaring martial law allowed him to "cut through the red tape" and end poverty! Facism is just so much more efficient that way, you know?

According to IMDB, it was producedby William Randolph Hearst. Not terribly surprising. (More interesting is that the studio apparently deliberately held back its release until 1933, to avoid influencing the election. So the film came out about 2 months into FDR's presidency.)

I sprained my finger.

And kicked three guys in the nuts, so I count it a win.

Marvellously, miraculously, mysteriously, I haven't had a migraine all day.

I feel very floaty and cloudy and weird, but that's another win.

I'm not sure if this is the additional medicine, since it felt like something snapped in my brain yesterday, and I've been feeling this weightlessness since last night before I took the pill.

Pain free migraine, perhaps. But as long as the pain and the sandpaper and the nausea aren't there...a win.

I had other headaches, but they weren't migraines.

Did I mention I kicked three guys in the nuts?

And sprained my finger.

Sorry about the finger, but yay on the nuts!

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I don't think I've ever typed that sentence before.

And kicked three guys in the nuts, so I count it a win.

Marvellously, miraculously, mysteriously, I haven't had a migraine all day.

That's a hell of a perscription. Does insurance cover it?

I don't think I've ever typed that sentence before.

Indeed, I wonder if anyone ever has.

Yay no pain!

ION, I'm semi-drunk on vodka and orange peach mango.

Today's my birthday. Yay me.

Happy birthday, tommyrot!

it felt like something snapped in my brain yesterday, and I've been feeling this weightlessness since last night before I took the pill.

That sounds scary.

Sympathetic ouches on the other two counts, too.

Happy birthday, Tommy!

Happy birthday, tommyrot!

ION, this may have been linked in Other Media already, but today's NYTimes has a big fat article on Alan Moore. (To sum up -- very good writer, but kind of batshit crazy.)