He is but a pale shadow of his former self.

An omnidirectional radio beacon.

“Roll back ova hea'an...” No, this nigga didn't. “Nigga? Is that Shiree? Are you for real fuckin' laid up right now?” I yelled into the phone. I ain' even need an answer. The nigga started stutterin' and fumblin' the phone. I hung.

(A telling exception to the general rule was the Austrian half of the Habsburg Empire where, for a variety of reasons, no comparable process of Austrianization ever quite took hold.)