via Laughing Squid. Hey, it brightened my day.
UFOlogists have proposed that the moon, believed to be a natural satellite of Earth, is, in fact, a huge spaceship, a gigantic UFO, parked in orbit around the Earth by an advanced technological civilization.
The proposal that the moon is an artificial satellite of Earth, specifically an alien spaceship, a massive UFO, parked in orbit around the Earth, is known as the Spaceship Moon Theory, Artificial Moon Theory, or Alien Moon Theory.
According to proponents of the Spaceship Moon Theory in the UFO community, there is evidence to suggest that the moon was built by an alien civilization with science and technology much more developed than ours.
The Spaceship Moon Theory claims that the moon, as an alien UFO parked in orbit around the Earth, has a hollow inside. In other words, the moon is a hollowed-out artificial structure containing an underground base serving also as the interior of a gigantic UFO spaceship.
SELENE was the Titan goddess of the moon. She was depicted as a woman either riding side saddle on a horse or in a chariot drawn by a pair of winged steeds. Her lunar sphere or crescent was represented as either a crown set upon her head or as the fold of a raised, shining cloak. Sometimes she was said to drive a team of oxen and her lunar crescent was likened to the horns of a bull. Selene’s great love was the shepherd prince Endymion. The beautiful boy was granted eternal youth and immortality by Zeus and placed in a state of eternal slumber in a cave near the peak of Lydian Mount Latmos. There his heavenly bride descended to consort with him in the night.
A number of other goddesses were also associated with the moon, however, only Selene was represented by the old Greek poets represented as the moon incarnate. Other Greek moon goddesses included Pasiphae, the Leukippides, Eileithyia, Hekate, Artemis, Bendis, and Hera (who sometimes doubled for Selene in the Endymion myth).
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The New York Times reports:
Oceans trapped under ice appear to be pretty common in the solar system and one of them, on a small moon of Saturn’s, appears to be quite hot.
This week in the journal Nature, an international team of scientists reported evidence for hydrothermal vents on the Saturnian moon Enceladus, with temperatures of its rocky core surpassing 194 degrees Fahrenheit (90 degrees Celsius) in spots. The discovery, if confirmed, would make Enceladus the only place other than Earth where such chemical reactions between rock and heated water are known to be occurring today — and for many scientists, it would make Enceladus a most promising place to look for life.
“The most surprising part is the high temperature,” said Hsiang-Wen Hsu, a scientist at the University of Colorado’s Laboratory for Atmospheric and Space Physics and lead author of the paper. “But that’s the number we could derive.”
Meanwhile, in a paper published Thursday in The Journal of Geophysical Research: Space Physics, another team reported signs of another under-ice ocean, on Ganymede, the largest of Jupiter’s moons. Scientists are already convinced that there is a large ocean, also covered by ice, on another Jovian moon, Europa. NASA’s Galileo spacecraft had also found hints of hidden water on Ganymede and on another of Jupiter’s moons, Callisto.
The new research, using the Hubble Space Telescope, fits with the earlier hints. “This is now stronger evidence for an ocean,” said Joachim Saur, a professor of geophysics at the University of Cologne in Germany and the lead author of the Ganymede paper.
“Surprising is the understatement,” Christopher P. McKay, a planetary scientist at the NASA Ames Research Center in Mountain View, Calif., said of the multitude of watery moons.
“After spending so many years going after Mars, which is so dry and so bereft of organics and so just plain dead, it’s wonderful to go to the outer solar system and find water, water everywhere,” said Dr. McKay, who studies the possibility of life on alien worlds. He was not involved in either of the papers.
For the Enceladus findings, Dr. Hsu and his colleagues based their conclusions on minuscule dust particles that NASA’s Cassini spacecraftencountered as it approached Saturn and after it entered orbit. Instruments on Cassini determined that the particles, less than a millionth of an inch in diameter, were high in silicon but had little or no metals like sodium or magnesium. Dr. Hsu said the dust was probably silica, a molecule of one silicon and two oxygen atoms, the building block of the mineral quartz.
The researchers were also able to trace the dust to Saturn’s E Ring, and the material in the E Ring originates from Enceladus, from plumes that emanate near the moon’s south pole. “That’s the circumstantial part of the work,” Dr. Hsu acknowledged.
They performed laboratory experiments to see which conditions could produce the silica particles. The result was alkaline water, with a pH of 8.5 to 10.5, heated to at least 194 degrees. The results fit in with findings last year by other scientists who suggested that Enceladus concealed not just pockets of water but a sea at least as large as Lake Superior.
The mystery is how the interior of Enceladus, just 313 miles wide, grows that hot. A moon that small probably does not have enough radioactive elements at its core to provide continued warmth. A chemical reaction between water and rock called serpentinization could also provide some heat, but the primary mechanism is probably the tidal forces that Saturn exerts on Enceladus.
“The amount of energy being dissipated currently, as well as the location of heating, is not well understood,” said Terry A. Hurford, a scientist at NASA’s Goddard Space Flight Center in Maryland. “So it is possible that heating can bring water to those temperatures locally.”
The earlier evidence for an ocean on Ganymede came from magnetic measurements during flybys by the Galileo probe, which suggested a conductive layer below the surface. Ice is not a good conductor. Saltwater is. But the readings could also be explained by oddities in Ganymede’s magnetic field.
In the new research, the Hubble telescope scrutinized Ganymede for seven hours. It could not see below the surface, but it observed the shimmering lights of Ganymede’s auroras. As Jupiter rotates, once every 10 hours, its changing magnetic field causes the auroras to sway. If Ganymede were frozen, computer simulations showed, its aurora would sway by 6 degrees. But the salts of an under-ice ocean would generate a counteracting magnetic field, and the auroras would sway by only 2 degrees.
The auroras swayed 2 degrees. “It was exactly like all our computer modeling and all our theory predicted,” Dr. Saur said. “It was right on.”
The scientists are now applying the approach to Io, a fiery world that certainly does not have an ocean of water. But it might have an underground ocean of magma that would similarly dampen the swaying of auroras. The technique could one day be used to explore planets around distant stars and see if they, too, might have oceans.
As a place for life, Ganymede is less promising, because the ocean looks to be sandwiched between layers of ice and not in contact with rock. By contrast, Enceladus appears to possess all of the necessary ingredients — heat, liquid water and organic molecules — and a future probe could analyze the water by simply flying through the plumes.
“My mantra now is follow the plume,” Dr. McKay said.
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DRACULA WON’T DANCE
“But why not?” they asked.
“Because there is no Moon tonight,” the Count replied. “When there is no Moon, there is no dance.”
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is an illustrator and graphic designer
She draws spooky and powerful women and usually posts her work on
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WIZARDS TELL LIES
How It Starts (Version) 04:02
Take On Me, Bearded Lady 09:51
The Symmetree (Version) 03:06
released 06 February 2015
Wizards Tell Lies is:
Fox, Owl and Hart
Dedicated to Steph, Lucas & Eliza
I am a french Kinbaku model and rigger.
I discovered Ropes 4 years ago. Immediately seduced, I started looking for real power exchange experiences in ropes and became interested in traditional Japanese rope bondage. I am now lucky enough to be a Rope educator and performer as a main passion and full-time job.
I have been co-organizing BOUND with Nina Russ and Esinem in 2013 and I am currently excited to be part of the first Rope Bondage major international touring stage production « Cirque Shibari » as co-creator and Bondage Director.
I started my path with Ropes as a model/bottom. I cannot say that I like it more than rigging, though if I had to learn to be a rigger it has always felt natural to bottom. My experience as a professional rope bottom brings to my rigging some very useful knowledge and understanding from the other side of the rope.
My path and identity as a rigger is the result of constant exposure to many different styles that I absorb, appropriate and develop on my own. I’ve had the privilege to learn from exposure to some of the world’s greatest teachers but I am mostly self-taught and I do not identify to any specific Ryu (school/style).
Though, my strongest influences remain
–Naka Akira with whom I have the pleasure and honor to work abroad regularly. The beauty of his Kinbaku is unique and has seduced rope lovers all over the world. He was the first and only one from whom I’ve received any formal tuition.
–Nawashi Kanna, incredible artist, performer and part of the ‘Cirque Shibari’ cast. I am lucky to collaborate with him on the elaboration of the show’s Shibari sequences and learn a lot with him in this exploration and technical challenge.
I am active in the International rope scene as a freelance performer, teacher and simple rope enthusiast.
So far I have been teaching and/or performing as a model and/or a rigger in Paris, Berlin, London, Rome, Athens, Madrid, Lausanne, Prague, Bucharest, San Francisco, New-York, Louisville, Chicago, Atlanta, Houston, Seattle, Tokyo and Osaka.
In May 2014 I had the great honor to be the very first non-Japanese woman to be ever photographed by renowned and talented SM photographer Sugiura Norio.
I believe ropes shape the shapeless. It is a subtle tool of communication that can bring truth out of the vulnerable body and soul.
Kinbaku doesn’t start with the rope. It starts with a glance, a touch. It is a shiver turning into an earthquake.
David Lynch’s Jan 12 2015 Tweet
— This piece is slated to run in ANGRY MORON #4—
My Hero, DALE COOPER OF TWIN PEAKS: “YOU’LL SEE ME AGAIN IN 25 YEARS.”
Of course that’s Sheryl Lee as Laura Palmer, Twin Peak‘s dead heroine/spectre and emotional schism, warning FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper (Kyle MacLachlan) of even darker days to come during one of the show’s numerous dream sequences.
In the summer of 2014 I was approached to write a series of essays for (what I was led to believe) would be an anthology of nonfiction pieces describing “the Twin Peaks experience.” The nature of the project was later revealed to be something else altogether, and I went elsewhere. But since I had given my opening volley my very best ammo, here you go.
TWIN PEAKS, a memoir by Simon Drax Part 1: Roll The Video Tape
“She’s dead. Wrapped in plastic.”
Many things come wrapped in plastic: candy, porn, drugs, Laura Palmer—and video tapes.
I was fairly destitute in April 1990, living w/ five useless friends in a brooding ramshackle house in Allston, Massachusetts. We had cable, but little A/V equipment. We had a television, the five useless friends had their guitars, I had my shitty PC on which I wrote hopeless fiction, but we were without a single vital device: a VCR.
David Lynch and Mark Frost’s Twin Peaks would premiere in mere days, and being an obsessive geek in my early 20s who felt he had to own the shit he loved, I came to a desperate realization—I would tape every episode of Twin Peaks as they aired.
At this point in my life I had watched both Eraserhead and The Elephant Man a minimum of 500 times, had seen Blue Velvet twice on opening day, and was even fond of certain sequences of Dune. I just knew—Lynch and Frost’s show would be something strange, unexpected, vital. I had to have it, keep it, own it. There was just one problem. I didn’t have a VCR.
“MOM?!” I said into the phone, intentionally cracking my voice (bad acting) to fully project my desperation. “THE GREATEST DIRECTOR IN THE WORLD IS MAKING A TV SERIES AND I WANT TO TAPE IT, CAN I BORROW YOUR VCR?”
“What?” my mother said.
More quietly: “The greatest director in the world is making a TV series. May I borrow your VCR?”
“For how long?”
“Only eight episodes!”
Because she could not see me, I allowed myself the cruelty of rolling my eyes. “Eight weeks,” I told her.
“That’s a long time!” she said.
She doesn’t even use the fucking thing, I thought, but remaining calm, I said, “Not that long. I’ll take good care of it, and I’ll bring it right back.”
Short version: she said yes. I thanked her profusely, hung up the phone then danced around the room not unlike Laura Palmer’s good little boy spirit with the mask in FIRE WALK WITH ME. That scene of course would come later, and I’ll get to FIRE soon enough.
But back to April 1990—
It’s been nearly 25 years. Forgive me, the details have become a little blurred. I’d had a date, gone to a party, slept with a girl—or something or someone—the night before and the morning of TWIN PEAKS’ premiere, and I realized HOLY SHIT, I AM RUNNING OUT OF TIME. My mother lived 30 miles away from my ramshackle house, an hour’s drive each way, thanks to the congested Hell of Boston/Brighton/Allston.
(I broke the speed limit.)
Breaking the speed limit, I wondered what TWIN PEAKS would deliver that night.
I thought Kyle MacLachlan’s character would actually be a sinister villain. (Wrong.)
I thought there would be a huge body count. (Wrong.)
I thought there would be dream sequences. (NNNnnn… not really. Not yet.)
But I was certain of one thing: it would be good. (Yes.)
At my mom’s she gave me a big hug and kiss. She couldn’t see me wince or the blood that ran from my eyes, not because I didn’t like receiving a hug from my mother but because of the toxic levels of BEN GAY that swirled like the atmosphere of Venus in her apartment. We chatted, she offered me cookies, but to my disgrace I was too busy disconnecting the coaxial cables of her VCR then reconnecting them to her TV. In my feeble defense, she really never used the thing, ever. I’d bought her copies of CASABLANCA and GONE WITH THE WIND and IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE and the like but she never watched them or anything else, ever. Maybe I’ll just keep it, I thought, full of evil, but then, No, No, Never, super boy scout, just like Dale Cooper, who was only hours from my future.
“I gotta go. Thank you. I love you.” But that VCR was tucked firmly under my arm.
Back in Allston, minutes from PEAKS’ premiere, my useless friends wandered into the “TV room” as I hurriedly made the coaxial connections.
“Man!” they said. “What’s that smell?!”
“Ben Gay,” I told them. “Shut up.”
“Man, how the fuck does Ben Gay permeate plastic—“
“I don’t know. Shut up!”
Because it was time. The VCR was hooked up, the cassette snapped in, the tape rolling. And TWIN PEAKS was unleashed to the universe.
Text © Simon Drax
Ah yeah. Composing this post now, this is how I imagine Dale Cooper’s response to my scribblings:
He would not be amused or impressed.
Because after I was approached to write the series of TP essays and after I had produced the short piece above, I thought it would be instructive to watch Twin Peaks start-to-finish, something I hadn’t done in too many years, and it was… inspiring.
Dale Cooper as realized by Lynch, Frost, and MacLachlan really is a hero. Not a one-dimensional Super Boy Scout but a man generous and absolutely loyal to his friends as well as razor-sharp and unflinching in the face of evil, fearless when dealing with shitheads and bastards. Re-watching Twin Peaks I realized I wanted to be that guy, I wanted to be Dale Cooper. Dale Cooper would never steal his mother’s unused VCR. Newsflash: I didn’t. It was returned as promised eight weeks later, where it would sit beneath her TV to be covered with dust and unused until her death in 2010, then thrown out.
As for Dale Cooper, matters grew dark as the original run of Twin Peaks came to a close.
He didn’t fall in with a bad crowd. Like many good men, he got too close to the bad.
Even when possessed by demonic Bob, Coop managed to land not only a punch but a mirror-shattering head-butt, above, giggling like a sick fuck of evil to come. And that was the last we saw of our hero.
I look forward to your return, Coop. Dust off that black suit and smash Bob out of your skull!
Super cosplayer Vampybitme has created incredible costumes —
Chun Li from Street Fighter
Lara Croft from Tomb Raider
EDITED TO ADD: The inestimable Mlleghoul has informed me that this cosplay outfit is in fact NOT Lara Croft but Tiffa Lockheart from FINAL FANTASY. Ahh, I don’t know.
Batgirl from, well, you know…
But her crowning achievement…
You can find more of her incredible costumes at vampybitme on instagram.
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IRISH DEATH HOUSE
Locals in the village of Lixnaw, County Kerry, are seeking the demolition of a cottage they believe to be cursed. At least five tragic deaths are associated with the property, including the violent murder of a woman in 2013.
Lixnaw’s parish priest said locals believe there is a “máchail” (defect or harm) or “mí-ádh” (bad luck) associated with the council-owned cottage on the edge of Ballynageragh bog. The local’s fears were brought to light at the first meeting of the Listowel Electoral Area meeting.
Five of the cottage’s residents have been the victims of tragic, accidental or violent deaths. Just last year, on November 27, Susan Dunne (62) was murdered in the house. Her autistic son, Patrick (20) is to stand trial for her murder, at the Central Criminal Court, on April 13.
Locals also say a man who lived in the cottage was stabbed in Wales, another resident died in a road accident, and in the past 20 years there have been three tragic deaths at the cottage, involving different families.
Sinn Fein Councillor Robert Beasley told the Irish Examiner that no one will ever live there again and said locals are concerned that the council will try to house another family in the house.
The council has confirmed that they are considering demolishing the cottage, however the recently deceased Dunne’s personal effects remain in the house. They are liaising with her family and have yet to make a decision about a refurbishment or demolition.
From Irish Central
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FAITH NO MORE
It was such a pleasure to rediscover one of my favorite bands and marvel at their weird vibrant mix of metal, rap, symphonic, even classical elements. Here are all their full albums available on youtube.
True story: The day ANGEL DUST was released, I brought it w/ me to a “wicked cool” party in Boston— strippers, artists, musicians. (Not a writer in the bunch.) Anyway, after the current “cool” album had finished playing, I slipped Angel Dust by Faith No More in the stereo.
And everyone walked out of the room.
“Oh, they’re over,” someone told me, later. “They’re never going to write a better song than EPIC. They’re over.” And he swung back his bottle of cheap beer and swaggered into the other room to flirt with the strippers.
Ladies, boys, robots— FAITH NO MORE.
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Yes, this is a “Just Because” moment. But also I wanted to repeat an appraisal of this movie, “The Hardy Boys Go to Hell.”
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THIS was the most fun I’d had with a B Movie in a long time.
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We just passed the 45th anniversary of humans setting foot on The Moon. This is the only photo I felt worthy of posting.
That’s my son Damien at the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum in Washington DC on the weekend of the 45th anniversary of The Moon Landing and I was not there.
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A Modest Jessica Alba Gallery…
Editor’s Note: Half the population on the planet went butt-fuck berserk when Jessica allowed the above photo to be released for a social cause. Your weary Dark God can only lean back on his throne and say, “If she wasn’t strong and confident, she never would have shot it, she never would have released it.” Nuff said.
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THE SCI-FI AIR SHOW
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GALACTUS vs THE FANTASTIC FOUR, THOR, and GHOST RIDER
Yes. Very yes. For the child in all of you.
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THE RAMONES ARE DEAD
Drummer Tommy Ramone, born Tamás Erdélyi, the last of the founding members of the seminal 1970s punk band The Ramones, has died. He was 65.
An announcement on the band’s Facebook page said Ramone died on Friday at his home in Ridgewood, Queens, New York. Ramone had been in hospice care for bile duct cancer, NPR has confirmed with Peter Erdelyi, Tommy’s brother.
Entertainment trade publication Variety writes that Ramone “played on the first three epoch-making Ramones albums, ‘Ramones’ (1976), ‘Leave Home’ (1977) and ‘Rocket to Russia’ (1977). He also co-produced the latter two albums with Tony Bongiovi and Ed Stasium, respectively. He appeared on and co-produced the 1979 live Ramones opus ‘It’s Alive.'”
I met The Ramones. I walked into their dressing room. I don’t want to talk about it.
And that is all.
Letter from the editor
Hello! Welcome to the first issue of ANGRY MORON, the webzine dedicated to many matters slightly sub-moronic but immensely pleasurable. Dedicated readers of this site (all one and a half of you) need not fear that my flagship webzine HEXES is going away. But I realized I needed to pull HEXES back to its wiccan and pagan roots while finding another outlet for absolute… well… goofy shit. Comics, movies, etc. ANGRY MORON will fill that need, I hope. So without further waste of space—LET’S ALL SAY HELLO AGAIN TO VLAD!
If this trailer doesn’t get you hard or wet—well, you just can’t share my cigarette smoking space. Sorry. Go away.
HEAVEN AND HELL — THE MOB RULES!
Yes, we all have conflicting emotions regarding Sabbath’s storied and tangled history. But if this song doesn’t get you to your feet—well, I’m not giving you a ride to the train station. Sorry. You’re walking.
I mean, HOLY SHIT, MATT MURDOCK! If this pic doesn’t dazzle, then I’m calling in all the Frank Miller books I ever loaned you. Right. Now.
THE BIZARRE SECRET WONDER WOMAN MUSEUM IN BETHEL, CONNECTICUT
Moulton “Pete” Marston grew up with Wonder Woman.
A super heroine created by his father in the early 1940s, she first appeared in a comic book when Marston was entering his teens. She made such an impression on him that he began collecting Wonder Woman items. He’s been collecting ever since.
Fourteen years ago, when he was 70, he decided to gather all that he had accumulated and house his collection, a gift to his three children, in his Bethel home.
Marston has what he calls his “museum,” a wonderland of Wonder Woman memorabilia, in a special, secure area there. Comic books, however, are in a bank vault.
With many of the items purchased online, and gifts from fans around the world, the collection ranges from toys to shirts and hats, to household items. There are games, maps, sunglasses and just about everything else that falls into the you-name-it, he’s-got-it category.
Of course, there’s a full-size mannequin of Wonder Woman and her mother, Hippolyta, too. And there’s a section devoted to actressLynda Carter, who played Wonder Woman on television. She is, to several generations of people in the U.S. and abroad, Wonder Woman come to life.
Carter visited Marston not long ago. “She had a ball,” he said. “I hear from her frequently. She’s a terrific lady. She’s a beautiful 62-year-old who looks like a 40-something. She’s a marvelous girl.”
Where, Marston was asked, did Wonder Woman, a 6-foot, dark-haired, beautiful Amazon princess, originate and what is the allure she has for so many people?
His father, William Moulton Marston, — a lawyer, writer, psychologist and inventor — was asked to create a hero when he worked as an educational consultant for DC Comics on the eve of World War II, he said. However, Marston’s mother, Elizabeth — a psychologist and lawyer — objected to yet another comic book “hero.” She wanted a female heroine.
Marston’s father, with his wife’s input, came up with the idea of Wonder Woman. CartoonistHarry G. Peter was given the task of drawing her.
“Wonder Woman represented a new type of woman, a woman who controls her force with love,” said Marston. “She made the world aware of how much women were capable of. … She was also a transition from the housewifery of the time to the possibilities of accomplishment in the outside world.”
Once Wonder Woman entered the world, Marston’s father used her to teach Marston and his three siblings lessons in behavior. He did that during what was dubbed “The Sunday Club” in their Rye, N.Y., home.
“He directed our thinking with stories about what she did and why,” Marston said. “While she was a powerful lady, she didn’t hurt people. We learned that you can convince people about what you’re thinking, but you don’t have to be a bully to do it.”
Were the Marston kids interested in those life lessons taught using Wonder Woman?
“Yes,” said Marston. “My sister was especially interested because Wonder Woman was a female action figure whose tools included her ethical and moral standards, physical strength, Lasso of Truth, invisible airplane and bulletproof bracelets.
“We were also shown the original art and saw what was happening every step of the way,” recalled Marston, owner of Marston Real Estate. “I was fascinated by it. She was a unique figure that took off.”
Today, 73 years after she made her debut, Wonder Woman is still an iconic figure in the world.
“She is highly recognized,” said Marston, “especially in South America and the Orient. She’s like a female Superman and girls still want to be recognized as strong. They’re her biggest fans.”
Marston’s daughter, Christine Holland, who oversees, collates and catalogs the collection as well as a Wonder Woman website, had a slightly different take on Wonder Woman’s continued popularity.
“She’s an inspiration to the world,” Holland said. “She’s taken on a life of her own … She’s become a totally real person because she’s impacted real people. She has evolved from a comic book heroine to a real person.”
Moulton “Pete” Marston’s collection can be seen by request. Visit wonderwomannetwork.com or email email@example.com.
She first appeared in All Star Comics No. 8 in December of 1941.
And that is all for our premiere issue.