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Something entitled "The Sausage Manifesto" harkens to memory surreal Kids In The Hall sketches - kissing the sausage box; a scratchy-throated table-pounding old Canadian with a one-track disgustingly syrupy mind - but that's not what it is. The Sausage Manifesto is a marching order written in the chilly twilight of a Chicago morning: a writ demanding that search engines do more about click fraud.