ITU-R Recommendation BT.709, more commonly known by the abbreviations Rec. 709 or BT.709, standardizes the format of high-definition television, having 16:9 (widescreen) aspect ratio. The first edition of the standard was approved in 1990.
Rec. 709 refers to HDTV systems having roughly two million luma samples per frame. Rec. 709 has two parts:
Part 2 codifies current and prospective 1080i and 1080p systems with square sampling. In an attempt to unify 1080-line HDTV standards, part 2 defines a common image format (CIF) with picture parameters independent of the picture rate.
Part 1 codifies what are now referred to as 1035i30 and 1152i25 HDTV systems. The 1035i30 system is now obsolete, having been superseded by 1080i and 1080p square-sampled ("square-pixel") systems. The 1152i25 system was used for experimental equipment in Europe and was never commercially deployed.
Rec. 709 specifies the following picture rates: 60 Hz, 50 Hz, 30 Hz, 25 Hz and 24 Hz. "Fractional" rates having the above values divided by 1.001 are also permitted.
I am a throwback to primeval age
I'm easy to anger I'm quick to enrage
Get in my way and you forfeit your life
I'll orphan your children and widow your wife
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Right now! I will lay you to rest
I am the bringer of of thunder and pain
My fists of lead fall upon you like rain
Resistence is futile your fate has been sealed
I will not stop until you have been killed
Fight now! Til' there's only one left
Right now! I will lay you to rest
Cry out! With your last dying breath
Die now! As I beat you to death
I need no weapon to bring you to heel
My fist in your face is the last thing you feel
Beg me for mercy and see what it gets you
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Fight now! Til' there's only one left
Right now! I will lay you to rest
Cry out! With your last dying breath
Die now! As I beat you to death
I have no room in my heart for compassion
If you piss me off I will simply start smashin'
Your pleas for reason are simply pathetic
Why waste my words when my fists are poetic
Beat you down
To the ground
Break your bones
Final blow
And blood will flow
It's clobberin' time!
I hate you I hit you [x7]