This is my jam! (Audio Post)

To kill a mockingbird, you need only force it to read this copy. This is Meaningless filler. (Elvis movies.) It is not meant to be a forum for value judgments nor a scholarly diatribe on how virtue should be measured. The whole point here (if such a claim can be made in an admittedly pointless paragraph) is that this is dummy copy. Real bullets explode with destructive intensity. Such is not the case with dummy bullets. In fact, they don’t explode at all. Duds. Dull thuds. Dudley do-wrongs. And do-wrongs don’t make a right. Why on earth are you still reading this? Haven’t you realized it’s just dummy copy? How many times must you be reminded that it’s really not meant to be read? You’re only wasting precious time. But be that as it may, you’ve got to throw in a short paragraph from time to time. Here’s a short paragraph.

It breaks up the intimidating blocks of text and makes the page more inviting to read, which is again ironic, considering this is dummy copy. It is not meant to be read. Someday this space will be occupied by real copy that is meant to be read. What other form of filler would dare be so politically incorrect? This is dummy copy. It is not meant to be read. Good thing.