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chaotic evil?

When I moved back to the US from Japan in 1994, there were some changes in consumer goods that made me think I was in some Sliders episode rather than my birth-country on Earth Prime. The first thing I noticed was the VHS tapes all had a white-text-on-black-screen warning stating:
This film has been modified from its original version. It has been formatted to fit this screen.
When I asked several friends about it, they claimed that it had always been in place, and that I had simply never noticed it before. I’m still curious about when the mandatory labeling started, though I’m well-versed in what the meaning of it.

Next, there was a quirky little game called Magic: The Gathering, which should have been called Crack: The Addictioning. I bought a Starter Pack of Revised Edition, and was quickly hooked. However I think it was with Fallen Empires that I noticed a strange, rounded “CE” on the back of the cards. I’d seen a lot of weird little corporate runes before, but not this one. My first thought was that it was for “chaotic evil,” but it appeared on non-fantasy-game-themed items as well. Now I see them all over the place: monitors, computers, media... It turns out it’s just another form of certification, like ISO or UL or what-have-you, but for the European market.

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