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From this day forward no video can be trusted as true… or can it?

by Vanderleun on June 2, 2019

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Sam L. June 2, 2019, 5:09 PM

VERY cool!

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Chris June 2, 2019, 5:20 PM

Nope. That guys a dork. No future.
When the lights go out he’s truly screwed.
CIII

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Tom Hyland June 2, 2019, 6:54 PM

I believe nothing I see… or am told… on TV. This kid is a whiz master of CGI and could be employed to tell you… prove to you… what you’re seeing. On September 11, 2001 a “2nd aircraft” hit the other tower at WTC. Airplane bodies are made of lightweight aluminum or stainless steel. This “aircraft” sailed right through the tower and the nose came through the other side unscathed. I think this was a big boo-boo by whoever put together that video. Call me a conspiracy theorist and I’ll call you a brain donor.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uUxpCt8emFg&frags=pl%2Cwn

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Auntie Analogue June 3, 2019, 11:37 AM

In print, audio, and visual media the editor wields awesome power.

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PA Cat June 4, 2019, 12:52 AM

One of these days, Miss Olive is going to post a cat-made and cat-edited video of Gerard.

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