- Three weeks ago, William tagged me in a “25 Random Things About Me” chain letter. I’ve hung around with William a few times, but reading his list feels a lot like a peek at his diary: Here are his hopes, fears, and his profession of love for Twizzlers.
- I’m tagged again by Tim (“I’m a writer… but poetry is what I love to write the most”), then Kris (“I love Bailey, my Jack Russell cocker who puts her paws over her face when I scold her”), and red-headed Stephanie (“I am addicted to television.” And, comically, “This is not my natural hair color.”)
- I’m sensing that this thing is bigger than I might have thought. I do some research and discover the concept: Generate a list of 25 “things, facts, habits or goals” about yourself in the notes section of your Facebook profile and publish it there. Then, tap 25 of your friends by asking them to do the same. “If I tagged you,” the instructions explain, “it’s because I want to know more about you.”
- I debate whether to play along. I like reading the truths, dreams and candy habits of my friends. But I’m a little unsettled about participating. It’s the term “chain letter” than unnerves me.
- In the sixth grade, I got a rare letter addressed to me. It was hand-written on blue-lined paper in a sloppy pencil scrawl, and there were 10 names printed in block letters at the bottom of the page. The letter implored me to mail a dollar to the top name on the list, then to remove that name, copy the letter over again and mail it to 10 other friends. In a week, the letter said, I’d get a hundred dollars. A hundred dollars! Math has never been my strong suit, so how $1 mushroomed to $100 was beyond me. But still, I thought it was a brilliant way to support oneself, copying letters at home in front of the TV. Later, my mother described the letter as “illegal,” and she made me throw it in the trash. She wasn’t swayed by the last line, either: “Do not break this chain or you will be sorry!” I was left with a feeling of unease that persisted for weeks: If I complied, I was a crook. But if I didn’t, I was doomed in a different way.
- Is a chain letter also illegal if it’s on the internet? I’m not sure. Anyway, I decide that, for me, generating such a list is both superfluous and overly indulgent. On this blog, I reveal far more about myself than any line-by-line inventory on Facebook. I’ve already appeared here naked, embarrassed, prostrate, injured… so what’s the point?
- Facebook turns five years old — and comes of age, it seems, joining society-at-large.
- Suddenly, I have a bunch of new “friends” there: My cousin Beth connects with me on Facebook. She suggests we start a Handley family group there.
- My childhood friend Bev friends me; several people who I know through dog rescue — Carolyn, Karen, Denise — do, too. I encourage Pat, my 56-year-old sister in Florida, to join Facebook, because for the first time it occurs to me that she might enjoy it.
- For months, Facebook has felt like an outpost to me, the online equivalent of an unkempt settlement on the dusty outskirts of town, rife with biting vampires, and arbitrary pokes, and tossed sheep. Now, suddenly, it’s buzzing like a bar with dollar drafts.
- Facebook is now mainstream, and what makes for a “friend,” in a larger sense, is redefined — as something entirely more global, and democratic, and random. A friend isn’t necessarily someone you know well, and it may be someone you haven’t seen in years, or someone you don’t see regularly. At the same time, all of us early adopters are freaking out about our worlds blending.
- Suze tags me: “My biggest regret is saying to a woman whose baby died, ‘you’re young enough to have another one.’ I meant well but it was only when I’d had a child of my own I realised how cruel that was.”
- Tom tags me, and I read, “Something I’m ashamed of… when I was younger I was ashamed of bringing my Dad to school. He’s quite a bit older so the other kids thought he was my grandfather, I let them. I regret/am ashamed of this now as he’s a great man.”
- Brian tags me and contributes a hilarious “2,056 Things” about himself, chronicling his descent into social media madness: “1623. I think I’m delirious! 1624. Hyenas and lollypops! 1625. Rainbows are smelly.”
- Facebook protest groups crop up: 25 things you can do OTHER THAN FACEBOOK; Screw you, I’m not gonna tell you 25 Random things about myself; and Stop Tagging Me in 25 Random Things Posts You Tards. Someone makes a “25 Things I Hate About Facebook” video.
- The NY Times runs a story on 25 Things, terming it the latest “digital fad.”
- On the social networking site Twitter, many see the Times article as a kind of woozy canary in a coal mine: the 25 Things fad is dying, some predict.
- The Washington Post, USA Today, and Time magazine, among others, jump on the 25 Random Things bandwagon. Writing on the LA Times, Joel Stein writes, “I don’t want to know 25 things about you. In fact, I don’t want to know two things about you. But somehow you’ve found me on Facebook and sent me your ’25 Random Things About Me,’ which I deleted….”
- I don’t like confrontation. But if I did, something in me might have snapped at Stein’s column when he adds — snobbishly, I think: “Not long ago, very few people got their writing published, and those people were often paid for it. Now everybody can type about themselves online….”
- My philosophy — on Facebook (and in life, for that matter) is: “Treat everyone like a who.” I try, anyway. Everyone has a voice and can be heard. Everyone has a way of looking at things that can inform the thinking of anyone else. Everyone is a “who’s who.” That’s the juiciest part of social media platforms like Facebook, and Twitter, and this blog, in fact: You don’t to wait for the LA Times to tell you it’s your turn to speak.
- The Chicago Tribune’s Patrick Reardon sums it up nicely: “Studs Terkel made a career of interviewing ‘voiceless’ people — non-celebrities from the workaday world — and then serving as the medium to get their stories to the broader public. It used to be that the only people who got to write autobiographies were those who were famous, infamous or otherwise had a life story that publishers thought would sell.” With this Facebook thing, though, such calculations disappear.
- My boyfriend V. tells me warmly about reading the 25 Things list written by his son’s girlfriend, and about the tenderness of their relationship.
- Barb tags me, and writes something that stops me cold: “I’ve been married twice — there will never be a third!” It’s a throwaway line, tucked in among all the other random facts (she’s quit smoking… she has three lovely children). Her tone, if I’m reading it right, isn’t gloomy or morose, but matter-of-fact, like she’s saying she’ll never change her brand of shampoo. I can’t help but gain a renewed understanding about all that my friend Barb, who lost the love of her life to cancer a few years ago, is gently reaffirming.
- Some might mock, deride, or poke fun. But what I love about the 25 Things list is precisely what so many of them dislike. The non-geeks are flocking to Facebook, they are setting up profiles there, they are publishing about themselves, and they are tagging you. Like LOLcats, 25 Things sheds some light on the glorious underbelly: the stuff of our dreams, fears, hopes.
- Say what you want, but 25 Things is at once brave, rich, and, ultimately, so very human.
Dammit, Handley. I had completely dodged the damn 25 things…thing. And now I feel like I need to do it and express my humanity or something.
(For the record, rainbows ARE smelly, and the word “smelly” sends me into giggle fits.)
Dammit, Handley. I had completely dodged the damn 25 things…thing. And now I feel like I need to do it and express my humanity or something.
(For the record, rainbows ARE smelly, and the word “smelly” sends me into giggle fits.)
I felt the same way, Ann! It was like a dirty little secret to confess a few of those thoughts in that 25 Things (although I was very careful not to confess anything too unruly – i have a professional reputation to maintain!). It was like something my parents would have laughed at me for doing when I was young, and then scolded me for later. There were more than a few rants on Twitter about the whole phenomenon and it made me laugh. If it was so horrible, why were so many people talking about it? I think secretly, they WANTED to do it too but couldn’t because they had taken their stand on the 25 Things!
I felt the same way, Ann! It was like a dirty little secret to confess a few of those thoughts in that 25 Things (although I was very careful not to confess anything too unruly – i have a professional reputation to maintain!). It was like something my parents would have laughed at me for doing when I was young, and then scolded me for later. There were more than a few rants on Twitter about the whole phenomenon and it made me laugh. If it was so horrible, why were so many people talking about it? I think secretly, they WANTED to do it too but couldn’t because they had taken their stand on the 25 Things!
I had the same initial reaction: ugh a chain letter& feels like a diary. I felt overwhelmed about what I deemed was a fairly “self indulgent list.” So I shortened it to the “Square root of 25 random things.” I did find I enjoyed reading others notes. But now I am tagged for bucket lists, memes of me, etc… Enough already with the lists. Isn’t it punishment enough that old friends from high school have tagged me on pictures of all of our “Glamour Don’ts” from the early 80’s?
I had the same initial reaction: ugh a chain letter& feels like a diary. I felt overwhelmed about what I deemed was a fairly “self indulgent list.” So I shortened it to the “Square root of 25 random things.” I did find I enjoyed reading others notes. But now I am tagged for bucket lists, memes of me, etc… Enough already with the lists. Isn’t it punishment enough that old friends from high school have tagged me on pictures of all of our “Glamour Don’ts” from the early 80’s?
My initial reaction was, “Sure. Why not?” I spent 10 minutes whipping something up and didn’t realize I had done something “uncool” until the Twitter chatter weeks later. Perhaps it’s my naieve or trusting nature. Whatever it was, I jumped in with reckless abandon and truly enjoyed making some connections I wouldn’t have made otherwise. Does everything have to be so serious all the time? Are we as a society that cynical and untrusting? I hope not.
BTW, I almost fell out of my chair thinking about smelly rainbows.
Jake
My initial reaction was, “Sure. Why not?” I spent 10 minutes whipping something up and didn’t realize I had done something “uncool” until the Twitter chatter weeks later. Perhaps it’s my naieve or trusting nature. Whatever it was, I jumped in with reckless abandon and truly enjoyed making some connections I wouldn’t have made otherwise. Does everything have to be so serious all the time? Are we as a society that cynical and untrusting? I hope not.
BTW, I almost fell out of my chair thinking about smelly rainbows.
Jake
I’ve been tagged with the FIVE THINGS and the 25 THINGS thing, and I haven’t responded. Why? Because I am in this weird mindset that it’s a Catholic confesssion. “I lost my virginity at 15.” “I resorted to food stamps at age 40.”
I think I could only do this kind of thing when I’m in the right frame of mind. And hey, don’t think I didn’t notice that YOU just numbered your paragraphs, you didn’t precisely meet the challenge. Not that I care all that much… care about YOU more. 🙂
I’ve been tagged with the FIVE THINGS and the 25 THINGS thing, and I haven’t responded. Why? Because I am in this weird mindset that it’s a Catholic confesssion. “I lost my virginity at 15.” “I resorted to food stamps at age 40.”
I think I could only do this kind of thing when I’m in the right frame of mind. And hey, don’t think I didn’t notice that YOU just numbered your paragraphs, you didn’t precisely meet the challenge. Not that I care all that much… care about YOU more. 🙂
I have had so much fun with the random 25 things concept, even bringing it to my son’s school where I am chairing the auction–asking multiple parents to write three random things about themselves to create a little auction buzz our auction theme is “community.” One of my favorites so far submitted by a parent is “In the 4th grade, I was voted most likely to blush…and I’m still proud of the title. And who knew my cousin could not only right backward and upside down but learned this task in case she was ever on Johnny Carson and ran out of things to say!
I have had so much fun with the random 25 things concept, even bringing it to my son’s school where I am chairing the auction–asking multiple parents to write three random things about themselves to create a little auction buzz our auction theme is “community.” One of my favorites so far submitted by a parent is “In the 4th grade, I was voted most likely to blush…and I’m still proud of the title. And who knew my cousin could not only right backward and upside down but learned this task in case she was ever on Johnny Carson and ran out of things to say!
@shelley: Bagged. I totally cheated. But that said, I maintain that, collectively, I have revealed way more numerous and random things here!
@shelley: Bagged. I totally cheated. But that said, I maintain that, collectively, I have revealed way more numerous and random things here!
I still want to see someone fit their 25 things into 140 characters on Twitter!
I still want to see someone fit their 25 things into 140 characters on Twitter!
Anne,
I, too, got tagged a few times by well meaning folks to do this 25 things thing.
I decided NOT to do it, which for me, is kind of unusual. I want to get the dirt on everyone else. Like you.
This is a cute little start.
The Franchise King
Joel Libava
Anne,
I, too, got tagged a few times by well meaning folks to do this 25 things thing.
I decided NOT to do it, which for me, is kind of unusual. I want to get the dirt on everyone else. Like you.
This is a cute little start.
The Franchise King
Joel Libava
Ann, leave it to you to find a brilliant twist on the 25 Things meme. I have politely ignored it over and over and over thinking geez, “I don’t even known 25 random things about me!” Now, I feel just a tad guilty. Loved this post!
Ann, leave it to you to find a brilliant twist on the 25 Things meme. I have politely ignored it over and over and over thinking geez, “I don’t even known 25 random things about me!” Now, I feel just a tad guilty. Loved this post!
do I take this to mean you didn’t answer the tagging? I love alternate-universe meme squashers. Good for ouy (not “Good For You”).
I ultimately refused to answer that meme tag, mostly because I am lazy. 25?
do I take this to mean you didn’t answer the tagging? I love alternate-universe meme squashers. Good for ouy (not “Good For You”).
I ultimately refused to answer that meme tag, mostly because I am lazy. 25?
Very smart post. I’ve tried to ignore the craze. Granted, I have been lured into a couple of top albums of all time lists. I’m just afraid my 25 items list would turn out like a Larry King USA Today column.
I like pie.
I wish Hank Azaria could get a series.
You, Me and Dupree, now that’s a movie.
Very smart post. I’ve tried to ignore the craze. Granted, I have been lured into a couple of top albums of all time lists. I’m just afraid my 25 items list would turn out like a Larry King USA Today column.
I like pie.
I wish Hank Azaria could get a series.
You, Me and Dupree, now that’s a movie.
Great article Ann. I could not agree more.
Great article Ann. I could not agree more.
I’ll tell you, my day brightens up a little when I see a new Annarchy post in my RSS feed.
That aside, I, too, have been tagged in a number of the “25 things” memes on Facebook. One was my ex-boyfriend from junior year of high school, whom I haven’t seen since then. It felt weird, like he was trying to scope out information about me– I’m fairly certain he had one other “friend” to take my place.
Instead of responding on Facebook, since I don’t like making other people do stuff like this (and the same goes for the e-mails that say if I don’t forward it, scary Mary will scalp me in the night or some such nonsense), I wrote mine up in my blog. Didn’t send it to anyone, but I wanted to know what I would write. So I did. Guess I’m uncool, too! So be it 🙂
I’ll tell you, my day brightens up a little when I see a new Annarchy post in my RSS feed.
That aside, I, too, have been tagged in a number of the “25 things” memes on Facebook. One was my ex-boyfriend from junior year of high school, whom I haven’t seen since then. It felt weird, like he was trying to scope out information about me– I’m fairly certain he had one other “friend” to take my place.
Instead of responding on Facebook, since I don’t like making other people do stuff like this (and the same goes for the e-mails that say if I don’t forward it, scary Mary will scalp me in the night or some such nonsense), I wrote mine up in my blog. Didn’t send it to anyone, but I wanted to know what I would write. So I did. Guess I’m uncool, too! So be it 🙂
Great post Ann. I have yet to be tagged for the 25 things. If I did, I probably wouldn’t answer.
If the whole goal is to tag people who you want to learn more about, I’m interested in seeing if any of my “close” friends who write their 25 things, then in turn think of me.
Great post Ann. I have yet to be tagged for the 25 things. If I did, I probably wouldn’t answer.
If the whole goal is to tag people who you want to learn more about, I’m interested in seeing if any of my “close” friends who write their 25 things, then in turn think of me.
OK guys, ‘fess up: How many stopped reading to click the first link in #6?
OK guys, ‘fess up: How many stopped reading to click the first link in #6?
No, really, I’m getting tired of reading these WOW posts that consistently “blow the top of my head off.” LOL. I confess yours is one of the only blog posts that doesn’t languish for days in my overflowing gmail box. I resisted writing my own list of 25 things though I loved reading other people’s — the witty, the wise, the whiny, the “why-do-I-now-know-that-about-you?” Ultimately, I think I learned a little something about myself when I did write my list (and-bonus– I got fodder for a new poem.) I know these lists are proliferating but I wonder if something about the structure somehow makes us less self-conscious about sharing, at least those who weren’t born with that confessional instinct.
No, really, I’m getting tired of reading these WOW posts that consistently “blow the top of my head off.” LOL. I confess yours is one of the only blog posts that doesn’t languish for days in my overflowing gmail box. I resisted writing my own list of 25 things though I loved reading other people’s — the witty, the wise, the whiny, the “why-do-I-now-know-that-about-you?” Ultimately, I think I learned a little something about myself when I did write my list (and-bonus– I got fodder for a new poem.) I know these lists are proliferating but I wonder if something about the structure somehow makes us less self-conscious about sharing, at least those who weren’t born with that confessional instinct.
I loved this post. To me, this is a wonderful phenomenon. As you have learned a bit about me Ann, without a Top 25 list, you’ve learned I’m sort of more the open book type. This of course is the polar opposite of your approach (even if your blog describes you differently) to life which is much more guarded. As soon as I saw the 25 post, I was like let me at it. Funny, I thought it would be easy, but ultimately found it more difficult to figure out what I wanted people to know about me, perhaps that they didn’t already know (which again in my case is not easy – -open book here). I found it enlightening and a great exercise. My favorite new chain letter is the memories one – have you been a part of that one? I laughed and cried a bit at the posts from my friends on that one. I’ll send you my 25 posts, I’m sure you’ll learn something new. Thanks for the fun post.
I loved this post. To me, this is a wonderful phenomenon. As you have learned a bit about me Ann, without a Top 25 list, you’ve learned I’m sort of more the open book type. This of course is the polar opposite of your approach (even if your blog describes you differently) to life which is much more guarded. As soon as I saw the 25 post, I was like let me at it. Funny, I thought it would be easy, but ultimately found it more difficult to figure out what I wanted people to know about me, perhaps that they didn’t already know (which again in my case is not easy – -open book here). I found it enlightening and a great exercise. My favorite new chain letter is the memories one – have you been a part of that one? I laughed and cried a bit at the posts from my friends on that one. I’ll send you my 25 posts, I’m sure you’ll learn something new. Thanks for the fun post.
I confess. I totally clicked the first link in #6. Should I add that to my “25 Things” list? (Wow, could that be misconstrued.)
I too have been tagged probably 25 times and haven’t done made a list. As a recovering Catholic I share Shelley’s take on the confessional mindset. I feel like you Ann – already living outloud online. Then again, I reserve my right to change my mind and totally sensationalize myself if the mood – or the proper amount of wine – so motivates me!
I confess. I totally clicked the first link in #6. Should I add that to my “25 Things” list? (Wow, could that be misconstrued.)
I too have been tagged probably 25 times and haven’t done made a list. As a recovering Catholic I share Shelley’s take on the confessional mindset. I feel like you Ann – already living outloud online. Then again, I reserve my right to change my mind and totally sensationalize myself if the mood – or the proper amount of wine – so motivates me!
I have a hard enough time with the “seven things” and “three things” memes that come around every so often… 25 things… really? I (over) share a lot of Twitter and feed it into Facebook. I write a (semi) professional blog and started a family blog… there’s a lot of me out there already. I can’t imagine anyone wants more. 😉
Thanks Ann!
I have a hard enough time with the “seven things” and “three things” memes that come around every so often… 25 things… really? I (over) share a lot of Twitter and feed it into Facebook. I write a (semi) professional blog and started a family blog… there’s a lot of me out there already. I can’t imagine anyone wants more. 😉
Thanks Ann!
Hi Ann! Love your blog — I have resisted joining Facebook as it’s much more fun simply stalking my daughters; they’ve been members since the Good Old Days when it was just college students.
Dion, however, is a Facebook member. He’s just so cool.
Cass
Hi Ann! Love your blog — I have resisted joining Facebook as it’s much more fun simply stalking my daughters; they’ve been members since the Good Old Days when it was just college students.
Dion, however, is a Facebook member. He’s just so cool.
Cass
I think i have more than 25 things to say but unfortunately. My blog isn’t fit for this one or even twitter..
25 things in 140 characters.. That’s crazy.
I think i have more than 25 things to say but unfortunately. My blog isn’t fit for this one or even twitter..
25 things in 140 characters.. That’s crazy.
See now, I didn’t resist for long.
For one thing, I’m a blabber (came by it naturally–thanks again, Mom). On top of that I was an elected official and I’m now a public employee, so I already feel pretty naked.
I hesitated on the 25 Things list at first for a different reason–I wanted it to be my BEST and FUNNIEST and MOST MEMORABLE 25 Things, the kind of writing that would entertain and mesmerize even those who didn’t know or care about me.
Then I realized that if I put up that kind of bar I’d never clear it (hated the hurdles in high school track–there, that’s #26). It was a good exercise for me to knock it out and stop obsessing over it.
I have so far resisted the urge to click the links in #6, but I’m almost done here….
@BarbChamberlain
See now, I didn’t resist for long.
For one thing, I’m a blabber (came by it naturally–thanks again, Mom). On top of that I was an elected official and I’m now a public employee, so I already feel pretty naked.
I hesitated on the 25 Things list at first for a different reason–I wanted it to be my BEST and FUNNIEST and MOST MEMORABLE 25 Things, the kind of writing that would entertain and mesmerize even those who didn’t know or care about me.
Then I realized that if I put up that kind of bar I’d never clear it (hated the hurdles in high school track–there, that’s #26). It was a good exercise for me to knock it out and stop obsessing over it.
I have so far resisted the urge to click the links in #6, but I’m almost done here….
@BarbChamberlain
I also have developed “chain-letter phobia” over the years and tend to ignore them when they reach me, but I have to admit a certain guilty pleasure in reading about a bunch of people I haven’t seen in over 15 years.
I may have to do it. But then, what if I can’t come up with anything interesting to say?
I also have developed “chain-letter phobia” over the years and tend to ignore them when they reach me, but I have to admit a certain guilty pleasure in reading about a bunch of people I haven’t seen in over 15 years.
I may have to do it. But then, what if I can’t come up with anything interesting to say?
Ann, I love how you have addressed 25 random things, elevating the discussion, dodging facebook and yet engaging as intensely as only you know how. About #25, yes. I found that having to deal with that many random items forced me to think very differently. I started out uptight and gradually relaxed into a groove that seemed right. Thank you!
Ann, I love how you have addressed 25 random things, elevating the discussion, dodging facebook and yet engaging as intensely as only you know how. About #25, yes. I found that having to deal with that many random items forced me to think very differently. I started out uptight and gradually relaxed into a groove that seemed right. Thank you!
You did this uniquely – which is hard to do these days. I loved how you highlighted others – thus taking the spotlight off yourself.
(I did the 25 things – and felt so selfish focusing so much on myself.)
You did this uniquely – which is hard to do these days. I loved how you highlighted others – thus taking the spotlight off yourself.
(I did the 25 things – and felt so selfish focusing so much on myself.)
I have this reocurring dream where I am unable to work for myself any longer and I am forced to go find a job in the real word. I am poor and hungry and need a job badly. I get an interview and show up dressed appropriately (as opposed to the pajamas I’ve been wearing to work for the last eight years) . I begin to chat with the Human Resource Representative. As I am answering her question about where I see myself in five years, I notice a small frown on her face. she is reading from a sheet of paper tucked into a manilla folder. I keep talking, brilliantly expounding on my deep desire to spend my golden years with this particular company and I realize that she isn’t listening to me. She is still reading the same piece of paper and the frown has deepened. She looks up and abruptly says “I’m sorry, we have already filled the position” and rises from her chair. My rent is due, the phone has been cut off and I am desperate. I beg her to reconsider. She gets up and briskly walks to the door motioning for me to follow. she looks shaken. I pick up my purse and crane my neck to see what it is that she was reading in the folder, now on the edge of her desk. I can only see the first few sentences upside down but and a cold chill of recognition washes over me….
“14. I started my period much later than all of my peers and was embarrassed about it so I faked it. I would bring tampons to school and have them accidentally spill out of my purse in class. ”
and so now you know why I am never going to answer the 25 question thingy.
I have this reocurring dream where I am unable to work for myself any longer and I am forced to go find a job in the real word. I am poor and hungry and need a job badly. I get an interview and show up dressed appropriately (as opposed to the pajamas I’ve been wearing to work for the last eight years) . I begin to chat with the Human Resource Representative. As I am answering her question about where I see myself in five years, I notice a small frown on her face. she is reading from a sheet of paper tucked into a manilla folder. I keep talking, brilliantly expounding on my deep desire to spend my golden years with this particular company and I realize that she isn’t listening to me. She is still reading the same piece of paper and the frown has deepened. She looks up and abruptly says “I’m sorry, we have already filled the position” and rises from her chair. My rent is due, the phone has been cut off and I am desperate. I beg her to reconsider. She gets up and briskly walks to the door motioning for me to follow. she looks shaken. I pick up my purse and crane my neck to see what it is that she was reading in the folder, now on the edge of her desk. I can only see the first few sentences upside down but and a cold chill of recognition washes over me….
“14. I started my period much later than all of my peers and was embarrassed about it so I faked it. I would bring tampons to school and have them accidentally spill out of my purse in class. ”
and so now you know why I am never going to answer the 25 question thingy.
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