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Living a scant 100 miles from beautiful downtown Charleston, South Carolina I have been immersed in the trial of Dylann Roof perpetrator of what appears as one of the most henious crimes ever committed by a kid in my lifetime ... however accurate that may be at multiple levels.
Appearances are typically never reality.
This kid was found guilty on all counts stemming from the shooting deaths of nine congregants of a church in Charleston during Bible study after they most graciously welcomed him ...
This self avowed white supremacist and poster child for all that's wrong with white America is on the precipice of a verdict after the holidays which will determine if he faces life in prison or lethal injection.
He has caused his parents to suffer as well as those families whose members he took on that awful day as they placed their Christian love and humanity before their very lives and I mourn for those victims of his barbarity who are innocent yet made to suffer the consequences of his actions nonetheless.
So in this end stage of a saga which has been playing itself out in the local news media ad nauseum — as is their wretched custom I can only hope that young Mr Roof is like me and simply wants it all to be over.
My personal opinions regarding the proper punishment are no secret to those who know my position on murder and the death penalty. However, that irony of the perp and the victim, the situational tragedy of the senseless killing, along with the pain which continues for everyone he touched or is close to him remains.
I'll be glad when I can let as much of this go as I may ... never fully, but perhaps it won't be thrust into my existence each and every day in the near future.

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| My Friend Cayla and Intelligence Robot |
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| John Herschel Glenn Jr. July 18, 1921 – December 8, 2016 American aviator, engineer, astronaut United States Senator from Ohio |

I believe in Father Christmas
They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on earth
But instead it just kept on raining
A veil of tears for the virgin birth
I remember one Christmas morning
A winter's light and a distant choir
And the peal of a bell and that Christmas tree smell
And their eyes full of tinsel and fire
They sold me a dream of Christmas
They sold me a silent night
And they told me a fairy story
'Till I believed in the Israelite
And I believed in father Christmas
And I looked to the sky with excited eyes
'Till I woke with a yawn in the first light of dawn
And I saw him and through his disguise
I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave new year
All anguish, pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there'll be snow at Christmas
They said there'll be peace on earth
Hallelujah, Noel be it heaven or hell
The Christmas we get we deserve
Written by Greg Lake, Peter John Sinfield, Serge Prokofieff
Copyright © Peermusic Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, Music Sales Corporation
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There is a spammer ring called pavlovmedia that pelts the mail server with spam from diverse locations consisting of small subnets.
I had been rejecting their traffic up to the point that they began multiple attempts to deliver rejected communications and ever wary of backscatter black listing because of email rejection policies I opted for drastic action.
The situation grew so bad for me with so many of these unsolicted business emails that I ran a filter on my logs and extracted their IPs from which I derived their various subnets.
These I submitted to the firewall and now all of those (many) packets are dropped. I kept thinking that the Spamhaus project might pick up on their activity but alas, my efforts were to no avail ...

I like to reject their email when I gain contempt for an entity. Others I simply instruct the server to discard. The transaction appears normal to the delivering server and I simply never see the traffic cluttering up my inbox.
It would appear that my contempt for pavlovmedia didn't sit too well with a number of their spammer cohort given the various multiple log entries for a single delivery.
Oh well, be that as it may the die has been cast. I have an automated process extracting the trouble children now so that I may eliminate the rejection backscatter sooner rather than later.
Spammer cockroaches beware !