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The COLORBARS Broadcast of 1987 (Kennith's Diary)

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Kennith-Simmons

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In 1987, an 18 year old boy named Kennith Simmons hacked a national television broadcast for about 24 hours, starting once the particular station getting hijacked went off air and ending around the same time the following night. During this event, a program of colors and audio frequencies was broadcasted, causing it's viewers to fall into a brainwashed state. Viewers were unable to turn the TV off, look away, or do anything that could break the trance. Viewers were told horrible things about how unloved they are, how nobody would care if they died...
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