Heckled as a President

This is my favourite list of my travels so far.

  • Chinese food is the best/most affordable and excellent.
  • Thai food is one delicious food that is affordable and almost at par with the top five.
  • Moroccan food is excellent/affordable, and fabulous.
  • European foods, except a few, are affordable. The rest is all drama and just hype.
  • Greek and Portuguese food is affordable, and I can live on them. Crete cuisine is a world standard for being the most healthy food, and I mimic that cuisine here in Canada.
  • In some of the other countries I visited, the food was the most despicable/filthy/I never will see those filthy countries.
  • I found McDonald’s the best/safest bet in North America and Europe. One European country known for ancient glory, but in reality, today, it is just hype, nothing to write home about.
  • I go fully prepared. If I do not find the right place, I have my dehydrated food and many other fruit options from the market.

a. While eating lunch, I saw chickens feeding on the garbage pile through the window. This experience killed my appetite, and when I came to Canada, I ate eggs and chicken for at least one year.

b. In one country, we ate on the patio, and a lady with small children kept begging for food. By the way, it is NOT South Asia. It is one of the most visited countries due to some hype and drama. In reality, it was a waste.

India.

I Asked Jesus about Aliens (NDE)

Pepe Escobar
September 14, 2024
The first meeting of security experts/National Security Advisors under the expanded BRICS+ format in St. Petersburg unveiled quite a few nuggets.
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The first meeting of security experts/National Security Advisors under the expanded BRICS+ format at the Konstantinovsky Palace in St. Petersburg unveiled quite a few nuggets.

Let’s start with China. Foreign Minister Wang Yi proposed four BRICS-centric security initiatives. Essentially, BRICS+ – and beyond, considering further expansion – should aim at peaceful coexistence; independence; autonomy; and true multilateralism, which implies a rejection of Exceptionalism.

At the BRICS table, the overarching theme was how member-nations should support each other despite so many challenges – mostly unleashed by you-know-who.

“you-know-who.”

On India, Secretary of the Russian Security Council Sergei Shoigu, meeting with Indian National Security Adviser Ajit Doval, stressed the strength of the alliance, “confidently standing the test of time”.

The larger context was in fact offered in parallel, in Switzerland, at the Geneva Center for Security Policy, by the always delightful Foreign Minister S.Jaishankar:

“There was a club called G7, but you wouldn’t let anybody else into it – so we said, we’d go and form our own club (…) It’s actually a very interesting group because if you look at it, typically any club or any group has either a geographical contiguity or some common historical experience or a very strong economic connect.” But with BRICS what stands out is “big countries rising in the international system.”

Cut to Russian Deputy Foreign Minister Sergey Ryabkov, stressing how Russia and Brazil “have similar approaches to key international issues”, emphasizing how Moscow cherishes the current “bilateral mutual understanding and interaction, including in the light of the simultaneous presidencies of BRICS and G20 this year.”

In 2024, Russia presides over BRICS while Brazil presides over the G20.

The Russia-Iran strategic partnership

President Putin, apart from addressing the meeting, had bilaterals with all the top players. Putin noted how 34 nations “have already expressed their desire to join the activities of our association in one form or another.”

Meeting with Wang Yi, Putin stressed that the Russia-China strategic partnership is in favor of a just world order, a principle supported by the Global South. Wang Yi confirmed President Xi Jinping has already accepted the official Russian invitation for the BRICS summit next month in Kazan.

Putin also met with the Secretary of Iran’s Supreme National Security Council, Ali Ahmadian. Putin confirmed he is expecting Iranian President Masoud Pezeshkian for another visit to Russia, apart from the BRICS summit, to sign their new strategic partnership agreement.

Geoeconomics is key. The development of the International North South Transportation Corridor (INSTC) was confirmed as a top Russia-Iran priority.

Shoigu for his part confirmed, “We are ready to expand cooperation between our security councils.” The deal will be signed by both Presidents soon. Moreover, Shoigu added that Iran’s entry into BRICS advances cooperation among members to form a “common and indivisible architecture of strategic security and a fair polycentric world order.”

Now compare it with the new collective West “strategy” – adopted by U.S., UK, France and Germany: another sanctions wave against Iran related to the case of Iranian missiles transferred to Russia.

Ahmed Bakhshaish Ardestani, a member of the Iranian Parliament’s National Security and Foreign Policy Commission, confirmed early this week that Iran is sending missiles and drones to Russia as part of their defense agreements.

But the heart of the story is that these missiles are Russian anyway; they are just being produced in Iran.

While security was being discussed in St. Petersburg, China was hosting the BRICS Forum on Partnership on New Industrial Revolution 2024 in Xiamen, in Fujian province.

Talk about interlocking BRICS cooperation: as sanctioned-to-oblivion Iran has been trying to get access to new industrial technologies, Iran-China collaboration on everything from AI to green technologies will be surging further on down the road.

A new Eurasian security architecture

The heart of the matter is China’s rising and rising status as the top global trade power – as scores of nations across the Global South adapt to the fact that interaction with China is the privileged vector to improve their own domestic living standards and socioeconomic development. This monumental shift in international relations is reducing the collective West to a bunch of headless chickens.

China’s increased power is reflected in every major geoeconomics move: from the RCEP (Regional Comprehensive Economic Partnership), a mega inter-Asia free trade agreement (FTA) to the countless ramifications of Belt and Road Initiative (BRI) projects, and all the way to BRICS+ cooperation. The future of all Global South nations involved spell out getting closer and closer to China.

In sharp contrast, the Hegemon – and that is bipartisan, all the way down from the rarified plutocracy – simply cannot contemplate a world that it does not control. An EU prone to acute disaggregation basically “reasons” along the same lines. For the whole collective West, the demented double trouble desire of maintaining hegemony while preventing the rise of China is unsustainable.

Add to it the mad obsession of the current U.S. administration to inflict a “strategic defeat” on Russia since it rejected Moscow’s late 2021 proposal for a new European security architecture, actually an “indivisibility of security” concerning the whole of Eurasia.

This new pan-Eurasian security system proposed by Putin was discussed in detail at the latest Shanghai Cooperation Organization (SCO) summit. Putin actually stated that a “decision was made to turn the SCO regional anti-terrorist structure into a universal center tasked with responding to the entire range of security threats.”

It all started with the concept of “Greater Eurasian Partnership”, which Putin advanced in late 2015. That was refined during his annual address to the Federal Assembly last February. And then, in a meeting with key Russian diplomats in June, Putin stressed that the time was right to kickstart a comprehensive discussion of bilateral and multilateral guarantees embedded in a new vision for collective Eurasian security.

The idea, from the start, was always inclusive. Putin stressed the need to create a security architecture open to “all Eurasian countries that wish to participate”, including “European and NATO countries.”

Add to it the drive to conduct discussions with all sorts of Eurasia-wide multilateral organizations, such as the Union State of Russia and Belarus, the CSTO, the EAEU, the CIS, and the SCO.

Crucially, this new security architecture should “gradually phase out the military presence of external powers in the Eurasian region.” Translation: NATO.

And on the geoeconomic front, apart from developing a series of international transportation corridors across Eurasia such as the INSTC, the new deal should “establish alternatives to Western-controlled economic mechanisms”, from expanding the use of national currencies in settlements to establishing independent payment systems: two top BRICS priorities, which will feature prominently in the Kazan summit next month.

We want a three-front war

As it stands, a deaf, dumb and blind Washington remains obsessed with its single-minded declared goal of inflicting a strategic defeat on Russia.

Russian Ambassador to the U.S. Anatoly Antonov cuts to the chase: “It is impossible to negotiate with terrorists”, adding that “no schemes or so-called ‘peace initiatives’ to cease fire in Eastern Europe without taking into account Russia’s national interests are possible. Conferences won’t help either, no matter how beautifully they are named. As in the years of the Great Patriotic War, fascism must be eradicated. Goals and objectives of the special military operation will be fulfilled. No one should have any doubts that this is exactly how it’s going to be.”

And that brings us to the current incandescent juncture. There are only two options ahead for the U.S. proxy war against Russia in Ukraine: an unconditional Kiev surrender, or escalation towards a NATO war against Russia.

Ryabkov has no illusions – even as he puts it quite diplomatically:

“Signals and actions that we are witnessing today are aimed towards escalation. This remark will not force us to change our course, but will create additional risks and dangers for the United States and its allies, clients and satellites, no matter where they are.”

After bombing the concept of diplomacy, the Hegemon has also bombed the concept of security. Acute dementia in U.S. Think Tankland has even reached the point of dreaming of a three-front war. And this from an “indispensable nation” whose mighty Navy has been utterly humiliated by the Houthis in the Red Sea.

It is really a spectacle for the ages to see the plutocracy of a 200-year-plus savage nation which essentially looted most of its land from others believe it can simultaneously challenge the Persians, the Russians, and an Asian civilization with 5,000 years of recorded history.

Well, savages will always be savages.

My credentials… I stabbed 3 men before turning 18. First thing to know. You’re an idiot if you get into a knife fight. If you win, you may still be cut up some… and then you go to jail. If you lose, you might be dead. If you believe in a fair fight, you’re an idiot. You just want to kill, or neutralize your opponent. I don’t believe in fighting, and I ll do everything possible to avoid one… I will refuse to fight. It’s different if I m forced to defend myself. I ll do anything to win, distract, pretend submission… any kind of cheat…and then I try to kill the bastard. I have handled and backed down up to five guys… without exposing the knife… my fearless confidence freaked them out.

A Bowie knife is good to the extent it has a very sharp point. It’s harder to stab someone than you think… a few layers of clothing, a little belly fat… the knife may barely penetrate. On the flip side, a lean body builder in light clothing is the easiest guy to stab and gut.

Also worth noting… I initiated the violence… I was being threatened, told to give up my wallet, whatever…. I was always calm and compliant, but as soon as it was clear that I was dealing with a serious threatening predator, I started trying to kill them. The fury and surprise totally overwhelmed them. And I didn’t have to kill them.

Also worth noting…

If I have a split second of surprise in my favor, and an absence of bad luck, I can neutralize 3 or 4 guys before they get over the shock.

And finally.. if I get hold of you with my left hand, and have a knife in my right hand. You’re toast.

You all should stop thinking about fair knife fights… if you’re worried about being fair, you shouldn’t be engaging in violence. Youre indulging in silly fantasy.

Shorpy

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The South China Morning Post has called the Congo (The Democratic Republic of Congo) the epicenter of China’s investment in Africa. I doubt that this coup attempt was done without the tacit or explicit support of the US national security state.

On 19 May 2024, US citizen Christian Malanga tried to overthrow the Congolese government. He was killed during the coup attempt. I think it’s unfortunate that Malanga convinced his young son and his son’s friend to take part in the coup. Those two have been sentenced to death. Perhaps Congo can show some mercy. Young men do stupid things, particularly if they have an idiot for a father.

From AP News:

KINSHASA, Congo (AP) — A military court in Congo, one of Africa’s largest countries, has convicted three Americans and dozens of others of taking part in a coup attempt and imposed “the harshest penalty, that of death.”

The court convicted the 37 defendants, including the three Americans and imposed the death penalty in a verdict delivered by presiding judge Maj. Freddy Ehuma at an open-air military court proceeding.

The defendants, a majority of them Congolese but also including a Briton, a Belgian and a Canadian, were charged with terrorism, murder, criminal association and illegal possession of weapons, among other charges.

The lawyer who defended the six foreigners said they would appeal the verdicts.

The U.S. State Department strongly discourages travel to Congo, warning of violent crime and civil unrest. Here’s how the three Americans ended up in the middle of the coup attempt.

What happened during the coup attempt in May

In Congo’s capital Kinshasa, a ragtag group including three Americans tried to unseat the country’s President Felix Tshisekedi. They were led by a little-known opposition figure, Christian Malanga, who sold used cars and dabbled in gold mining before persuading his Utah-born son to join in the foiled coup.

The coup attempt began at the Kinshasa residence of Tshisekedi’s close ally, Vital Kamerhe, a federal legislator and a candidate for Speaker of the National Assembly of Congo. His guards killed some of the attackers, officials said.

Christian Malanga, meanwhile, was live-streaming video from the presidential palace in which he is seen surrounded by several armed men in military uniforms wandering around in the middle of the night. He was later killed while resisting arrest, Congolese authorities said.

Dozens, including Malanga’s son and two other Americans, were arrested and brought to a high-security military prison in Kinshasa. Family members said the young men have been sleeping on the floor, struggling with health issues and have had to pay for food and hygiene products.

Christian Malanga, the unlikely coup leader

Malanga, who was born in Kinshasa, had described himself as a refugee who thrived after settling in the U.S. with his family in the 1990s. He said he became a leader of a Congolese opposition political party and met high-level officials in Washington and the Vatican. He also described himself as a devoted husband and father of eight.

Court records and interviews paint another picture. In 2001, the year he turned 18, Malanga was convicted in Utah of assault with a firearm, which resulted in a 30-day jail sentence and three years of probation. That same year, he was charged with domestic violence assault in one incident and battery and disturbing the peace in another, but he pleaded not guilty and all counts in both cases were dismissed.

In 2004, he was charged with domestic violence with threat of using a dangerous weapon, but he pleaded not guilty and the charges were again dismissed. Since 2004, records show several cases related to a custody dispute and a child support dispute.

How 3 young Americans got involved in a coup attempt

The three imprisoned Americans are Malanga’s 21-year-old son Marcel Malanga, Tyler Thompson Jr., 21, who flew to Africa from Utah with the younger Malanga for what his family believed was a free vacation, and Benjamin Reuben Zalman-Polun, 36, who is reported to have known Christian Malanga through a gold mining company.

Marcel Malanga is a U.S. citizen and was born in Utah. He told the court his father had threatened to kill him and Thompson if they did not take part in the attack.

His mother, Brittney Sawyer, has said her son is innocent and was simply following his father, who considered himself president of a shadow government in exile.

Thompson was his high school friend and football teammate in the Salt Lake City suburb of West Jordan. He was the only former teammate to accept Marcel Malanga’s invitation to travel to Congo, according to several other players who told The Associated Press they had been invited to what the younger Malanga pitched interchangeably as a family vacation or as a service trip to build wells. Other teammates alleged that Marcel Malanga had offered up to $100,000 to join him on a “security job” in Congo.

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I had a 15 year old girl who had been dating a 17 year old male. She dropped the 17 year old male and started dating a 21 year old male. The 17 year old male got upset, one night when they were all at a campfire. He goes home, gets a 12 gauge shotgun, lays and waits in ambush for new dating pair of the 21 year old and 15 year old.

When the new dating pair approach him, the 17 year old male stands up, almost at point blank range and shoots the 21 year old male in the chest with a load of buckshot. The 17 year old then blasts the 15 year old girl in the rear with a load of what we call “dust.” Dust is basically really, really small particles of lead that’s more like graphite dust than a real load of buckshot or anything potent. The girl screams and hobbles home crying and yelling all the way. The 17 year old kid follows behind her professing his love for her and how “they can work it out.”

She gets home crying and screaming in pain. I get the call, head to the scene. As I get real close I see a bright flash near where I think that the house is. Sure enough, when I get there I find the 17 year old male dead in the driveway because he shot himself with the shotgun.

The end result was 2 dead males, one 17 years old and one 21 years old. One badly wounded 15 year old girl. That shooting started about midnight. We didn’t finish the complete investigation until way into the next day. That investigation involved 3 police agencies, dozens of officers and all sorts of lab people for well over 14 hour investigation period.

The girl eventually recovered, got married and went on to have a normal life and couple of children. That was one of the felony cases that was brought up when I was awarded “Deputy of the Year” by my fellow officers late on in my career.

That’s either wrong framing, or poor choice of words.

China will not invade Japan, because it is a sovereign neighbor. China has 14 land neighbors and the 12 which have fixed borders by treaty with China are not militarily threatened. The exception is India, but its proxy Bhutan has its eyes fixed on the south when it comes to threats.

A Chinese “invasion” of taiwan is the unspoken thrust of the question. But the last time I checked, both Japan and the united states maintain embassies in Beijing, and not Taipei. Both publicly accept the terms of bilateral diplomacy, which is the practice of ONE CHINA. they are both welcome to join eswatini and Haiti on the Taipei side, but they choose not to. Why?

As we have seen in the past few years, not a single American or Japanese military vessel came to the aid of taiwan as the mainland enacted massive show of force repeatedly. The chinese have established there is no “Taiwanese adiz” and “Taiwan strait centerline”, hence no “Taiwanese waters”. In other words, going beyond ONE CHINA to the exercise of sovereignty.

There will be war over Taiwan, but not war with Taiwan. Other than Guatemala, Haiti, Paraguay and several others, the rest of the 180+ UN members will have to break their bilateral diplomatic commitment to China, a p5 member, to come to Taiwan’s aid.

The United States can certainly force the issue, but they better come up with a realistic war plan, and practise the hell out of it.

Because that’s what the Chinese are doing.

The Chinese are not Palestinians, and China is not the Gaza strip. They are not goat herders living in caves either.

If Japan gets involved, there will be hell to pay.

Imagine German troops in the Gaza strip, guns pointed at the Jewish “enemy”, only a hundred times worse.

SHE LOVES IT!| FIRST TIME HEARING Lobo – Me And You And A Dog Named Boo REACTION

Kendall Defoe

Nobody can hear you screw up, or so they say…Major Culpham had that thought in his head as he prepared for the day. He looked through the viewfinder and studied the material captured. All the scanning of the previous day was uneventful and he felt that he should just get this out of the way early to complete his other duties. And yet…he felt an urge to go back once more and review what he saw…and heard.Noises from afar…At any other moment, he might have laughed about it and moved on with his work. Any child knew the basics of space travel: no atmosphere, no way to conduct sound, therefore… All the movies and television shows they had watched as children were lies. Explosions in space might be colorful, but they would also be very silent. Space was quiet, peaceful, and sometimes even quite dull. You did not get to hear it.But he had heard it.Fifteen days into the mission and it came up during routine repairs at a station the ship detected on its scopes. They had been set up for the Amber Wave as it made progress beyond the main station. It was the most popular ship in the fleet, commissioned by the brightest and boldest minds of the galaxy over many decades. And, if the major was totally honest – he often was when having a moment to himself – he should have had a lesser vehicle while this one became the retirement gift to some general or lesser figure who gave a lifetime of fair (?) and honest service (did such a creature really exist?).But no, they had to give it to the major. He was a real hero with the war record, medals, private charities established in his name, and discoveries made in difficult and strange places. The Council agreed to let him have this mission. He was the right man of the right age with all of the right attributes needed for a journey through space where the chances of encountering another human were very low (even the repair stations sent out before hand were all automated). No one else could have taken such a trip for such a length of time without a crew (his psychological, emotional and synaptic studies proved this). Food and supplies were stored at the repair stops and on board (no worries about shortages or rationing when he saw the cargo hold; it was a fear they did not detect during the testing). He was the right choice.And then he heard it.It was in the middle of his second analysis of the ship (no real problems were detected). Culpham had been walking through the processing booth, waiting for the results when it was loud and clear: 

“HELP!”

 

The major was a war veteran. He had heard the desperate screams of civilians and soldiers in battle. He knew what a cry for help was supposed to sound like. But he had never heard anything like that one simple word used and spoken in such a manner.

 

It was not just spoken. He could feel it project through his uniform, down his spine, up his legs, and into his mind. It invaded his body and would not settle down.

 

Maybe it was part of the test… After all those weeks on his own, it was possible that they wanted to run one more probe to see how he was running a mission all by himself. There was the chance that he could be monitored that way and have the information shipped back home (would the Council do that?). The ship’s diagnostic concluded with nothing more than the recognition of a possible short on the light deck (easy to handle; he had suspected it could be a problem), but nothing else was detected.

 

Not a single sound.

 

Maybe he should monitor his own profile. They encouraged this from time to time in battle (some of his soldiers had been taken away when the reports were filed and analyzed). Culpham sat in the main holochair and let the probe run itself (only twenty minute out of his day):

 

“No problems located or detected with subject. All scans match with the expected results of initial settings. Subject is normal.”

 

Every time the major saw this, he still felt uncomfortable. It was him, in the third person, with the screen indicating blood pressure, heart rate, sugar levels, salt levels, psychological disparities, weight, vision level, and on and on…

 

Not a thing out of line.

 

Maybe he really did imagine it all. He turned to look at another screen where he could entertain himself with an entire culture’s history of movies, television, other audio-visual and three-dimensional art. Culpham thought that a comedy would be best (how did they manage without the skill and talent of Peter Sellers before the Pink Panther series became a hit?). A simple oral command would get this started.

 

“Seek movie.”

 

The screen lit up and expanded into the empty holospace.

 

“Comedy.”

 

A list flashed before him. He would just have to name it.

 

“The Pink…”

 

And the screen flickered for a moment, and disappeared.

 

Now, Major Culpham was told that anything could happen on such a journey. The training included emergency measures to deal with such technological problems. He did not worry about this. Another diagnostic and this would be…

 

The screen reappeared.

 

There was only one word on it:

 

HELP!

 

Major Culpham stared at it for a moment, adjusting his visors to take in a non-three-dimensional image.

 

And then it disappeared.

 

Anger was beginning to occupy his thoughts. If the computer could not detect this, and he was just analyzed and found to be sane (at least, that was how he read it), then this was actually happening to him and the Amber Wave. This was very real.

 

And he could use the technology around him to find out what was happening.

 

Major Culpham entered new information into the machine and smiled.

 

He was going to enjoy this trip.

 

*

 

From the reading on the sensors, the message – if it was a message – was coming to him from a region that no one else had scanned before; not even with a random probe. Culpham, sitting back in his chair, smiled and thought about all of the potential promotions and praise he might receive for this. A completely unknown sector…

 

He watched as nebulae, stars, planets and entire galaxies flitted by. It would be out of his projected route, but he knew that the risks involved would be worth it, even if it turned out to be nothing.

 

“Help!”

 

It was not even shocking that time.

 

“Yeah, yeah, I heard ya. I can’t help but hear ya.”

 

Culpham had made sure that the monitors were not connected with the base unit or a Council feed. To have them know that he was now talking to himself would have guaranteed that his mission would be scrapped and the flight rerouted home. He did wonder how they would do that with such a trip, but took no chances with it. There was even concern about how a man could be alone for such a long time and just interact with computer technology. Culpham settled this with his diagnostics and his obvious ease with the interactive programs on board. So, no talking to an empty void…

 

If it was empty…

 

A light began to flicker on the holoscreen to his left. This is what he had been waiting for and he smiled again while sipping a food concentrate. If that indicator was functioning properly, he was within one parsec of that message. There were no other stations for repairs or analysis, so he knew that he would have to be careful with this trip. Culpham did notice that the number of planets and debris in this area was very low. Maybe it was too low.

 

Was he moving through pitch blackness?

 

It felt as though the entire galaxy in front of him had turned into ink (a substance he had heard of once, although he doubted it still existed). There was no effect on the Amber Wave’s momentum and all the instruments were functioning properly, but it was a very chilling moment for the major. Culpham preferred the usual distractions of space travel to this great and ugly nothingness.

 

“Help!”

 

“Help yourself! I’m comin’…”

 

Maybe he was beginning to understand why he was receiving that message. The voice was definitely male (no audio adjustments were performed on that voice; the recording he managed to create had no aberrations); it was certainly in distress; it was in this area.

 

But where in this area?

 

The light began to flicker much faster, sending out a strobe effect of redness around the enclosed cabin. Culpham knew that he was near.

 

“Help?”

 

A slight change in tone with that one, wasn’t it? It was now asking a question. Culpham wondered why he had not really tried to engage it in conversation before making this detour.

 

It seemed to be asking him for a chat.

 

The light stopped flickering. It was now a solid red glow.

 

Culpham examined the co-ordinates and looked out the main view-screen.

 

No, no, this cannot be it. This cannot be it.

 

The co-ordinates were on the monitor. It was 00.000.000.

 

That was impossible. The number was an impossibility and the space he was in should not have been there.

 

But here he was and the ship had all the data needed to confirm it.

 

“Help…”

 

“Yeah, help. Don’t we all want some now…am I right?” Culpham was not sure he should smile now.

 

Now, one of the good things about the mission was the amount of equipment provided for a passenger on the Amber Wave. He had flight suits, travel suits, prepackaged food, weaponry…and the one thing he might need to solve this particular mystery: The Ro\Bon Suit.

 

The name was a mistake. The designers of that suit wanted to combine the words “Robot” with “Bond” to show how well any human could work with the suit. It would provide a level of flexibility to the wearer “unlike anything that the Council ever prepared or developed before” (a nice little advert for it, Culpham thought). The backslash in the name bothered him, but he did not think much of it, until he learned that someone had been very sloppy and let their finger slip when preparing to display the newest innovation of the week. No one else thought about it, but the major wondered about it. A slip of the finger…

 

“Help.”

 

If this really was where the yell was coming from, and all of the readings were correct, he would have to step out of the Amber Wave and walk through…that.

 

Not a single star or particle of matter or anything nearby.

 

Culpham felt a little odd about this.

 

The protocol clearly stated that he had to examine and study any phenomena encountered on the journey and keep a record of them. He was also still a military man. Culpham could not let himself be terrified by a cry for help; a cry that seemed to be for him only.

 

What could really happen to him?

 

He prepared for the walk outside.

 

*

 

At first, he thought that it was a mistake to not be tethered to the ship. Culpham had adjusted the suit to his measurements, and he found that it was even easier to use that the equipment on the ship. But there was still a worry that he might drift away to far from the Amber Wave and not be able to continue the trip; just another piece of debris stuck in space.

 

But no, that would not be a problem.

 

First, he could rest his feet on that inky blackness.

 

Second, he could hear the cry in his suit and detect where it was coming from.

 

And finally, he was beginning to recognize the voice.

 

It should have disturbed him, but at this point there was nothing that would have stopped him from heading into the void.

 

It was his own voice.

 

“Help…”

 

“Yeah, I am going to do just that…”

 

He began to move over the surface. It reminded Culpham of the rides back home that he enjoyed at birthdays and public fairs. He tried to hop on the blackness and found that there was a bit of bounce (no silliness while being monitored). Maybe he would enjoy it more on the journey back…

 

“HELP!”

 

Major Culpham, seasoned veteran, chosen pilot for the Amber Wave, talented and skilled soldier, almost soiled the Ro\Bon Suit.

 

He was standing right in front of himself.

 

A quick psychological profile made by the suit indicated that it really was him: same age, height, blood type, physical ailments, hair and eye color. It even had the same outfit (he had to keep calling it an “It”). What was different was the face.

 

Fear…that was pure fear.

 

Culpham knew why he was here and he had to get away.

 

“Wait. Please. I know what you are thinking: I called you and want to trap you here.”

 

“Well, yeah. That was what I was thinkin’. Seems like the sensible thing based on all the readings…”

 

“There is so much more to tell you. You have so much to learn.”

 

“Okay, teach me.”

 

*

 

Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space? That was a damn lie. The figure had a story and Culpham had a duty. It would be best to let them talk in private as the Amber Wave awaited one of them to return and continue its travels. The journey was not yet over.

Prof Steve Hanke: This Is So SERIOUS, People Should Be Preparing NOW!

“I don’t love your company and I don’t care about it that much.”

I had gone to an interview after being head hunted. It was rather long process and at the fourth interview or so, I was meeting one of the founders, a tough lady in her 60s.

The basis of her initially rushed interview was why I wanted to work for the company and how much I loved it and cared for it because she likes “people who are passionate about the company because they will give it their all.”

I told her I care a lot to come for 4 in-person interviews on a rather long commute. But in reality, “I don’t love your company and I don’t care about it that much because I don’t know enough about you guys to love you. I have never even bought from you. I’m here because I like the job description and it looks like a role I can be successful in. I care about the job, and my focus here is not even the following you had mentioned (she had said she wanted her company pages to have hundreds of thousands of followers – it was a Digital Marketing Manager position). I was once an accountant and my biggest premise as a marketer is not vain metrics like followers and like, it’s how much my department contributes to the business and the ROI on marketing spend.”

That stopped her. She told the HR Manager who was on attendance that she wanted me the role because I was as “frank” as my name, and that I knew about “ROI”.

I got it, and I excelled in it. Grew bottomline contribution from Digital from around 2% of the business to 40%.

Cream Cheese Chicken Casserole

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Ingredients

  • 6 chicken breasts
  • 2 (10 ounce) packages frozen broccoli or 1 bunch fresh broccoli
  • 2 cups milk
  • 2 (8 ounce) package cream cheese
  • 1/2 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
  • 3/4 cup parmesan cheese

Instructions

  1. Cook the chicken, then slice or break it into bite size pieces.
  2. Cook broccoli in salted water. Place the broccoli in a 13 x 9 x 2 inch greased casserole.
  3. Heat the milk, cream cheese, salt, garlic powder and Parmesan cheese over low heat, stirring until the mixture is smooth. Pour 1 cup of sauce over the broccoli.
  4. Add the chicken to the pan and pour remaining sauce over it. Sprinkle the top with 1/4 cup Parmesan cheese.
  5. Bake at 350 degrees F for 25 to 30 minutes. Watch the sauce while baking as it can get too hot and burn on top.

This happened to a transsexual friend.

She was on her way to visit a client in Paris, late at night, dressed in her “professional” uniform of very short miniskirt, high heels, fishnet tights, crop top… you get the picture. The address was (say) 235 Avenue Charles de Gaulle, Paris 12. She drove all down the avenue but couldn’t find the address, so she turned round and drove slowly back. Still no luck, so she did another U-turn and crawled along, peering at every house. A police car waved her down.

Cop 1: Would you please get out of the car.

She: What, dressed like this? You’ll arrest me for indecency.

Cop 1 looks at her legs.: I see your point. So why are you kerb-crawling?

She explains.

Cop 1: There is no 235 Avenue de Gaulle. Wait a minute. This is Paris 13. You’re the wrong side of the river. There’s probably an Avenue de Gaulle in every district of Paris.

She: So how do I get there?

Cop 1: Just turn left here… Oh, no, that’s a one-way street. Go down to the next big intersection and… no, that’s a no left turn. Hey, Henri, how do you get across the river?

Cop 2: Turn left. Oh, no, that’s a one-way street. What if you…

This went on for a minute or two. Finally:

Cop 1: Look, just turn left into the one way street, or we’ll be here all night.

She: No way, you’ll arrest me.

Cop 1: Oh, follow me, dammit!

And that’s how a patrol car, lights flashing, escorted a prostitute down a one-way street to her next appointment. Only in France…

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I am not a flight attendant, but this seems an appropriate answer. I was flying on United in first class for business. I boarded first, or so I thought, and took my aisle seat, next to a very young woman, 22 to 25, in the window seat. It was clear she was a burn victim. Very disfigured. But poised and well dressed. She was heading to a conference for burn victims. Her dad had booked her in first class, and I presume because he did not want her bullied. As the plane boarded, I could not believe the awful stares AND COMMENTS, from the people boarding for coach. Everyone in first was kind, all of three flight attendants were kind. The coach passengers were the worst. Horrid people. So 15 minutes into the flight, the flight attendant asks my seat mate would she like a drink and my seatmate turns to me and asks if they are free. The flight attendant says yes sweetie they are. We had a lovely flight. That was when they phones on the plane. I showed this girl how to use it (I paid for it) and she called her dad. She told him how wonderful the flight attendants were and how great the lady (I was probably 32) next to her was. I was so proud of the flight attendants in first class. They did not allow any of the gawker to come from coach to use the restroom to stare at her. It made me sad that this young girl who suffered so horrifically was subjected to such prejudice but the UAL Flight attendants on that flight were awesome.

They have problems YES

However the thing to remember is China is intentionally facing short term pain for long term gains

Today China has grown so fast that it can afford to cool off for a decade and manage to STILL grow on the strength of it’s manufacturing alone at 4% to 5% a year

In this time China plans to

  • Achieve Technological Independence
  • Restructure the Demographic Problems
  • Subside the Real Estate Bubble
  • Raise Consumption back to 2019 levels

I. Achieve Technological Independence

The Chinese plan to achieve full Independence in five key areas :-

A. Optics

B. Semiconductor Fabrication

C. Advanced Pharmaceuticals

D. Commercial Jet Engines

E. Quantum Computing & Communications

(AI is not a key area. It’s a part of every area)

China has invested and plans to invest $ 450 Billion combined in these areas including $ 142 Billion in Semiconductor Fabrication

Currently their target is 2030 to achieve Independence in Semiconductor Fabrication and 2035 for the rest


II. Demographic Problem

China recently voted on raising the retirement age from 50 to 55 for Blue Collar Women, 55 to 60 for White Collar Women, 58 to 63 for Blue Collar Men and 60 to 65 for White Collar Men

That changes their demographics completely

They need 1.17 Trillion RMB or $ 150 Billion of Pension Funding which is CHICKEN FEED for them

In exchange they ensure they don’t go below the 2.5 Able Bodied youngsters supporting one Old man until minimum 2070

They have just got themselves another 30 years at least


III. Subside the Real Estate Bubble

They have successfully driven out every Speculator from the market

Now the market is only for BUYERS

The key is to inspire confidence in real estate and make delivery on time

Hence why they encouraged funding of 5000+ Projects to the tune of a Trillion RMB

That’s 1.8–2.2 Million Units to be delivered by 2025/26

They will absorb all the losses through their SHADOW BANKING and ultimately drop maybe $ 100 Billion by 2027 and end up with a vibrant real estate market again and never a speculative one anymore

Instead of $ 1 Trillion, they will get away with maybe $ 250 Billion

Shanghai sold 25,000 Homes in August for the first time since 2019

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IV. Raise Consumption

This means slow and steady work

Chinese have become careful spenders now

Their spending on Tourism and Electronics and Dining Out have risen from the 2019 levels

However their spending on Luxury Goods have fallen by 57% since 2019

They aren’t spending too much on down payment for homes either

The Government needs policies to get there and they are working on it


Will the Tariffs hurt?

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Not Really

As you can see almost 51% of China’s Exports to US are Mid Range Goods like Textiles, Low to Mid End Electronics, Shoes, Toys, Stationery that are sold in Walmart

They are not subject to any tariffs

Only 7% are High Value Goods of which Cranes and Drones form a big part and even with Tariffs they will be cheaper than other substitutes

Same in Europe where 64% Exports are not subjected to High Tariffs of any kind

Only 15.33% exports are High Value and of these Solar and Wind technology is cheaper even with Tariffs

Only in ASEAN,Middle East, Africa , Russia and Brazil does China export mostly HIGH VALUE GOODS

Here there is no tariff wall

So China is OK even with Tariffs


I feel China is the only Country living in a Reality and analysing it’s problems

Others like US or India are living in an Illusion of Inflated Stock Markets and Insane levels of speculation for short term gains


So in Medical Jargon

If China is on Ventilator, it is busy building up the immune system and will be able to fling the ventilator and get back to full health as it is taking medicines and doing everything properly

The United States is having Terminal Cancer yet they are taking Morphine and having delusions

India is having Pneumonia but they are ignoring the symptoms and planning to run marathons with 30% Lung capacity

Two years ago when I was 14 years of age, I was coming back from school and as I entered my building I noticed this small, elderly Arab woman trying to lift about 17 shopping bags. I was absolutely flabbergasted that there was nobody around helping this poor woman. We have security and a few bellboys in the building but nobody was here for this woman. So I, asked her in Arabic if I could help her. This poor woman looked up at me with a happy sparkle in her eye and she said thank you. I picked up all of her bags and took them into the elevator and helped her carry her bags into her house and into her kitchen. I was a bit upset because her grand kids (about my age at the time) were playing video games instead of helping their frail grandmother. As I was leaving her house the woman hugged me, offered a piece of baklawa (Arabic dessert) and to my surprise offered me a 100AED bill. I kindly refused the lady but she persisted. I told the lady that I see her as my grandmother and she can offer me her blessings instead. We hugged one last time and I left to my house. My parents were a bit confused as to why I was late. I told them everything. My parents embraced me and patted me on the back. A few weeks later the lady invited us over to her house for iftar (feast held during Ramadan after a long day of fasting)
So the best thing that came out of all of this was a new, everlasting friendship which in my opinion is the greatest thing that matters.

Be the Rufus. -MM

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