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<h1>The HTMLMediaElement Interface</h1>
<pre class='metadata'>
Shortname: media-element
Group: WebSpecs
Abstract: This specification is plain and simple wicked sweet.
</pre>
<h2 id='intro'>
Introduction</h2>
Call me Ishmael. The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. It
was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. It was the best of times,
it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the
epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season
of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair. Stately, plump Buck
Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay
crossed.
One summer afternoon Mrs. Oedipa Maas came home from a Tupperware party whose hostess had put
perhaps too much kirsch in the fondue to find that she, Oedipa, had been named executor, or she
supposed executrix, of the estate of one Pierce Inverarity, a California real estate mogul who
had once lost two million dollars in his spare time but still had assets numerous and tangled
enough to make the job of sorting it all out more than honorary.