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When he was dying of cnaecr last year the singer-songwriter Warren Zevon wrote, in one of his last songs ( Blues Are Gonna Rub Me Raw ): To all the greenhorned chi ckenhoppers / I say Get yourself a trade' / Or go back to the chatroom / And fade in the shade. It's not Zevon's greatest lyric, but given the context, it packs a punch. And isn't packing a punch what it's all about. So, to your critics, I'd just say, Get yourself a trade.

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When he was dying of cnaecr last year the singer-songwriter Warren Zevon wrote, in one of his last songs ( Blues Are Gonna Rub Me Raw ): To all the greenhorned chi ckenhoppers / I say Get yourself a trade' / Or go back to the chatroom / And fade in the shade. It's not Zevon's greatest lyric, but given the context, it packs a punch. And isn't packing a punch what it's all about. So, to your critics, I'd just say, Get yourself a trade.

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