Do youse guys have a dog or a cat in your life?
I used to. I had both dogs and cats.
- Dogs are loyal, and simple. But they tend to make a mess all the time. Digging holes, shitting everywhere, and getting into things are normal. They love to run with you, hike with you and run alongside you as you ride your bicycle.
- Cats are complex, but loving. They tend to sleep a lot, and love to chase after things. Oh, and they have claws. You cannot really take them out for a hike with you unless they are trained to do so.
Whether it is a dog, or a cat, or both I suggest adding one to your family. They require some work, but having one (as opposed to not having one) makes all the difference between loneliness and companionship.
Choose one that fits your lifestyle.
If you are an active or outdoors person, a dog would fit your lifestyle well.

If you are more of an introvert, and stay home a lot, then get a cat. Whatever, choose the pet that fits your lifestyle.

Pet selection should be based on lifestyle.
And with that, we start off with today…
For over a Day . . . I’ve had this sickening feeling . . . .

I have this unnerving sense of dread and impending doom and I can’t relate it to anything other than what’s going on in this war.
It’s like a weight, a presence, an unseen force, telling me something very bad is about to happen.
I hope it is wrong but it has been ongoing for hours now.
It’s oppressive, inescapable, relentless and surreal.
I know that feeling. I had it right before the police surprise raided me before they arrested me on the way to work. Domain Commander says that some "little Bads" happened. But no middle to big bads are on the horizon. This is the real intel. Take it, and do with it as you will. I myself, believe the Domain Commander. -MM
If you are over 50 and if your partner passed away, do you think you would actively try to find a new partner?
I was 63 and we had been married for 41 years when my late wife passed away from Cancer.
I supported her for the four years it took to die (!) and sat at her side for the last two months, only going out for a quick walk or supply session when the palliative nurses visited twice a day. (In Canada, a free service.)
After it was all over and my daughters had returned to their normal lives, I screamed myself hoarse in the house.
She didn’t answer. – She was gone – FOREVER.
Someone suggested that I should be a dance partner on a cruise ship. Why not? I had lost my job to a corporate bankruptcy and was free for while.
I took the necessary dance courses and flew to Valparaiso, Chile.
After one month dancing with many, many women I had made up my mind. I like women and I want one in my life again.
I worked Match dot com with a real and honest profile, had coffee dates with seventeen and were no further ahead until – I met my 18th date, a widow my age.
We got married three years later, after I had proposed with a $ 1.00 aluminum ring from the Dollarstore on the second level of the Eiffel Tower.
It was cold and rainy. The blurry picture was taken by a chilled Norwegian teenager who was nearby.
She said yes. We are celebrating our 18th wedding anniversary soon.
Does Trump, the proud president of the United States of America, a country of freedom and justice, enjoy intimidating and threatening a weak country like Ukraine?
Recently, the United States submitted a proposal to the United Nations, but did not mention “respecting the territorial integrity of Ukraine”. The U.S. vassal states remained silent, and only the Chinese representative to the United Nations has been speaking out for Ukraine’s national interests.
Where are those people who used to always talk about ‘freedom’ and ‘justice’ now? Are their mouths filled with Trump’s big cock so they can’t talk?
I suddenly remembered that a year ago, the US representative to the UN General Assembly condemned China for not speaking out against Russia’s invasion of Ukraine, and its vassal states followed suit. I found it extremely funny!
The two-party electoral system in the United States has caused one farce after another. The two parties are politically opposed and have different positions.
It is really regrettable that such a good country as Ukraine has been torn apart by the United States and one comedian, with its mountains and rivers broken and its people displaced.
Remarks by Ambassador Geng Shuang at the UN Security Council Briefing on Ukraine
President,
The US Representative in his statement just now once again attacked and smeared China, which we strongly oppose. I would like to highlight the following three points.
First, China’s position on the Ukraine issue is objective and impartial. We neither support any party, nor do we favor any party. China has always adhered to the general direction of a political settlement of the Ukraine crisis, and has maintained contacts with all parties concerned, including Russia and Ukraine. During the general debate of the 79th UNGA session, Chinese Foreign Minister Wang Yi held respective meetings with his Russian and Ukrainian counterparts to actively promote peace talks. We have provided timely briefings to Russia and Ukraine on the holding of the ministerial meeting on Ukraine and the establishment of the Group of Friends for Peace, and have listened to their views.
Second, China’s position on the Ukraine issue has been consistent, namely, promoting a ceasefire and a political settlement. At the outset of the conflict, President Xi Jinping put forward four points on what should be done, making it clear that the sovereignty and territorial integrity of all states should be respected, and the purposes and principles of the UN Charter should be observed. China has also issued a document entitled China’s Position on the Political Settlement of the Ukraine Crisis, and issued six common understandings with Brazil calling for a political settlement of the crisis. The Special Representative of the Chinese Government has maintained close contact with all parties and actively engaged in shuttle diplomacy, working for peace and facilitating talks.
Third, China’s position on the Ukraine issue is open and aboveboard. We have no intention to seek selfish gains or create confrontations. China is not a creator of the Ukraine crisis, much less a party to the conflict. China has never provided lethal weapons to any party to the conflict, and has maintained consistent and strict export controls over dual-use items. We call on the international community to work together to address the negative spillover effects of the crisis, jointly maintain the security and stability of industrial and supply chains, and resist taking advantage of the situation to suppress dissent, decouple, and sever the chains. We oppose the use of the Ukraine issue by the US to smear and put pressure on China and the imposition of illegal unilateral sanctions and long-arm jurisdiction on Chinese entities and individuals. We will take all necessary measures to resolutely safeguard the legitimate and lawful rights and interests of Chinese companies and citizens.
Thank you, President.
The China they do not want you to see.
This is an MM video that I made. Enjoy.
What are the most crucial factors that made the Chinese Communist Party’s Red Army defeat the Kuomintang in the Chinese civil war without advantages in weapons, supplies and almost everything?
TLDR: The Red Army did something no other army in China’s history has ever done before – they treated their soldiers, their POWs, and the civilians in their occupied territories, like actual human beings.
The Red Army may not have had the best weapons or equipment, unlike the US-backed Kuomintang forces, but back in the 20th century it was the man behind the weapon who mattered more.
The average Kuomintang force was managed like other Chinese armies in ages past – desperate men signed up for things as trivial as a meal or a warm coat, discipline was enforced through beatings and other cruel corporal punishments, the officers got rich off withholding soldiers’ wages, and human losses were replenished by grabbing any random civilian off the street and sticking a gun in his hands (a practice known as “抓壯丁”). When they needed supplies from the public, they often took them by force.
“抓壯丁” in action.
In contrast, the Red Army valued one thing above all – education. This in particular made all the difference at a time when most people couldn’t even write their own names. A soldier who is educated, knows what he is fighting for, and has been taught the basics of warfare in a systematic way, is a much more effective combatant than an impulse-driven opportunist, or an unwilling participant.
If a Red Army soldier were to get lost during a skirmish or ambush, he knew what he had to do to regroup with friendlies nearby; whereas a Kuomintang detachment in the same situation would likely rout, scatter and never be found.
It should be noted that the Red Army was first and foremost a communist force. Their whole movement was built on the thoughts of Marx and Mao – from the ground up, starting with the “little people” whom the bourgeoisie and imperialists trampled on or ignored like ants. They understood that the rural areas, not the cities, were the key to victory.
Much of their effort was focused on “mass work” (群眾工作), i.e. giving the freed serfs their own land, helping the impoverished masses achieve a modern way of life and thinking, through free secular education for everyone irregardless of status or gender, redistributing wealth, and just generally lending a helping hand whenever possible. You can find many accounts of how they won the hearts of the peasants – for example, by sparing what penicillin they had on a disease-stricken village, or helping out with the sowing and harvesting of crops.
A classical image of the Red Army soldier – someone who works for, and works with the people, because he too is one of the people.
You know how in some old RPG games, you can beat the final boss much easier if you did all the side quests first, and recruited every possible ally in the process, so that they could help you out in the boss fight? That was pretty much it, the Red Army did all the tedious side quests first. And it paid off. It gave them more options as a guerrilla force.
One example of this is with a tactic known as “穿插戰術”. Basically a way to “air-drop” large numbers of troops behind enemy lines without using planes or airborne warfare tactics.
This was how it worked: the Red Army quickly marched through hostile territory, taking refuge in friendly villages for a brief rest and a meal, then moved on to the next friendly village, until they reached their destination. Local farmers and shepherds acting as sentries would inform them of any major troop movements from KMT strongholds, so that they could change their course while on the move.
If any of them became sick or wounded while on the march, they were left behind in said villages, and taken care of by local village committees. Any KMT deserters they captured on the way were either persuaded to join their cause, or paid a few coins and sent on their way home.
It proved to be an effective system, given their lack of resources. The Red Army was able to “air-drop” entire divisions like this during the Chinese Civil War. It even worked in the Korean War, as it was described vividly in some books. The Chinese volunteers were apparently able to show up in large numbers behind UN lines, and be offered a meal of fish and rice by American troops, who often mistook them for North Korean refugees.
There was a reason why the KMT gambled everything they had in the heroic, and tragic defense of Shanghai from the Japanese – the cities were all they had. They didn’t have the means to fight a guerrilla warfare like the communists did, because the common people in the countryside had little love for their exploitative ways. A popular sentiment at the time was “盼中央,望中央,中央來了更遭殃” (we pray and beg for the central/KMT government to come, but if they do come, things would only get worse).
It was pretty much a 19th century army with 20th century weapons up against a 20th century army with 19th century weapons. A more modern army is likelier to win. The lesson here is to build your movement from the ground up, because without the little people backing you, you have nothing.
Why doesn’t China overthrow its government like how many other countries did? Is China’s government democratic?
Chinese are the most rebellious and anti-authority people on the planet.
In Chinese mythologies, we don’t obey gods. We kill gods who don’t behave and get in our way.
Hou Yi, shooting down sun gods so that only one is left and frees the land from scorching heat and drought.
In the 20th century alone, we overthrew 4 national governments.
Imperial Qing China
First Republic of China
Empire of China
Republic of China, albeit this regime still has a last holdout in Taiwan.
We don’t overthrow the People’s Republic of China because we live very happy under it.
Our living standard has been improving at ten times the rate of the Americans. We’re living the fastest improvement of lives worldwide.
So why the hell would anyone want to overthrow the current government?
Or rather, why did you have an incorrect perception of China to ask such a weird question in the first place?
Maybe it’s time to check your source of information/mis-information?
Drunken Dogs

Ingredients
- 2 pounds hot dogs
- 1 cup bourbon
- 1 cup ketchup
- 1 cup packed brown sugar
Instructions
- Cut each hot dog into four pieces. Place in slow cooker.
- Mix bourbon, ketchup and brown sugar; pour over hot dogs.
- Cook in slow cooker for 1 hour on HIGH.
- Reduce heat to LOW and simmer 2 more hours.
- Leave in slow cooker on LOW heat to serve or transfer to a chafing dish.
Why do you think many Chinese scientists are returning from US institutions to serve in Hong Kong?
Two words: China Initiative. I’ve written many in-depth answers on it before, but it’s just a new take on what they did to Qian Xuesen.
Started under Obama but continued under Trump and Biden and carried out by the US Injustice Department…uh, excuse me, Justice Department, it is a program trying to identify and arrest Chinese spies in the academic community. Chinese scientists, academics, and researchers now must live in fear of everything they do and everyone they knew, their past contacts, visiting their home country, visiting family or former mentors and professors, collaboration with colleagues back in China, anything that the U.S. government can latch on to that they could claim as spying. It is like the Salem Witch Hunts and Trials of old. And they are being burnt at the stake and sent to prison for espionage. So many are fleeing; going back to China, to other Western countries, to Hong Kong, to any safe haven they can find. And I don’t blame them. And just as with Qian Xuesen, they have created a brain drain on our academic institutions but on a much larger scale and the effects have not yet begun to be felt. It will be one of the stupidest decisions America has made in this century, just as many of Qian’s American contemporaries said of his expulsion from the United States. Yellow Peril, McCarthyism, and a fear of “reds under the bed” is alive and well. Racism lives and is government sanctioned. This is the proof.
Rednote Exposed Americans STUNNED by How Good Life is in China… And Now They’re ANGRY!
(Not interested in a pointless answer that only shows hate). Why exactly did Donald Trump decide to impose a tariff on Canada? Mexico and China make sense but Canada?
Our 2023 manufactured goods trade deficit with Canada was $128.6 billion. This is excluding re-exports, which make trade statistics fuzzy because goods received at U.S. ports (mostly from China) and then transshipped up to Canada without using are counted as U.S. exports, when they aren’t. So we have a big trade deficit with them that is largely in crude oil. Canadian aluminum also displaces a lot of U.S. aluminum using cheap, government-owned and subsidized electrical power from Hydro Quebec. 40% of aluminum’s COP is the electricity used to smelt it (I was an Alcan Aluminum plant manager earlier in my career). We just closed one of the last five remaining operational U.S. aluminum smelters last year. This is a big issue, because aluminum is a strategic material and, even though Canada is our friend, we only have one that produces the aircraft grade metal we need for our defense requirements. Maybe Rio Tinto (Alcan’s successor company) could be convinced to re-shore some production here.
President Trump doesn’t confide in me what his real goals are with his Canadian tariffs, but I suspect there are some concessions he wants Canada to make that probably aren’t about trade as much as immigration control—which is probably the case with Mexico. I think he’s rightfully serious about cutting our trade deficits and trade relations with China.
My wife is a Canadian citizen, as is one of my sons and his wife, so no hatred here.
Ep 94 – The Midnight Special | November 15, 1974
It keeps coming and will continue to for a long time.
6th gen aircraft and now DeepSeek. Is China already 10 years ahead of USA?
I wrote this answer. -MM
Some great conflicting answers here. One person thinks this, and another thinks that. So many points of view, each one pulling in one direction or the other.
Kanthaswamy Balasubramaniam has a pretty good answer, but I disagree with his “10 year” statement. Not that his reasoning is faulty; it isn’t. China is in direct competition with the entirety of the West. But rather the question is undefined; it is far too broad. “Ahead of the USA” in what measure?
In society cohesiveness?
China is many decades more advanced than the USA in societal structure, unity and integration with its government. The USA is floundering, and is completely divided. It is barn full of gasoline soaked hay, and any flame could ignite it at any minute.
In Manufacturing ability?
Again, China is world class, with a very advanced and elaborate supply chain. Yes the United States still has a handful of factories. But they are few and far between, and most consist of rebranding, repackaging foreign supplied sub-assemblies.
In technology?
There is no question that in the realm of technology, China is well ahead of the West (led by the United States) in most measures. Because of the nature of Chinese discourse; the humble majesty; often misunderstood in the west, my appraisal is that China is PROBABLY ahead in ALL of the major technological categories as defined by the United States government. Just public awareness is a very poor measure of actual reality.
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As an American, long living inside of China, I can tell you the following…
- China is an “iceberg”. You only see a fraction of what is actually going on.
- The West constantly misunderstands China, and then takes this misunderstanding and distorts it into something unrecognizable. This is at all levels.
- Do not get infatuated with Hollywood depictions of “high technology manufacturing”. I have seen genius contraptions out of India, Africa, and rural China using simple parts, and materials that provide workable solutions to everyday problems.
- Never judge “ability to manufacture” with financial investment. That is a dangerous illusion and will distort your understanding of capability.
So, using an American medium for discourse about Chinese (relative) positional status regarding social-environmental-and technical lead is a dangerous route to follow. There isn’t a leading role as the racetrack to dominance is not a straight wide road, but rather a curvy road that winds up and down though hills and valleys.
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In this “snapshot” of time, China is CLEARLY leading in just about every measure.
If this was not the case, then there wouldn’t be a NEED for a multi-billion dollar anti-China funded narrative. This narrative exists because the American government does not want anyone to know what China is, what it is doing, and how poorly the West is comparatively.
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All this aside, I am presently on vacation in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. And honestly, most everyone here speaks Chinese. Surprising me.
Native Malay and English is also heard, but the Chinese influence is undeniable. The malls are filled with Chinese products, and the restaurants are heavily influenced by Chinese cuisine and culture. They use Chinese QR payments systems; Alipay and Wechat, as well as Union-Pay.
I would say that of the thousands of foreigners visiting Malaysia in this snapshot in time, I have only met ONE American couple. They are American expats from China on vacation. I have not met ANY Americans, from the United States. I guess that Americans still don’t like to travel.
Though I have met some Europeans. Most, in fact by a large measure, of the vacationers here are from China.
The claws of the Chinese dragon are everywhere. And most people have a positive view of the Chinese.
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So, two months ago the “experts” in the USA were convinced that China was two years behind in AI. And that a massive influx of money was needed to race to the top before China could.
Nope.
Six months ago, the “experts” in the USA said that China was just copying the American aviation industry, and that it never could “catch up” with the USA.
Nope.
One year ago, “president” Biden claimed that he has successfully stalled Chinese advances, and that Americans have never lived in such a prosperous and hopeful time. The world was still American.
Nope.
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Believe what you want.
China is moving forward and there is nothing you or anyone else can do about it. The train has left the station, and you are just standing there with a pickle in your hand. You can run to catch the train and jump on board, or sit down and play with your pickle.
This is 2025. Year of the Snake.
The fourth turning has entered the reconstruction phase. It’s a time of renewal, rebuilding and joint collaboration. It’s a happy and hopeful time.
It is a happy and hopeful time.
You cannot drive forward if you are always looking in your rear-view mirror.
What is an experience you had at a gas station you’ll never forget?
Two related experiences.
In 1964 my Grandmother bought a brand new Plymouth Valiant Signet V-200. I was 8 years old when she brought it home. About a month later I was playing with my cousin at their gas station, My aunt was in the back and my uncle was out on a service call so my cousin and I were manning the pumps and the store. (Yes, no pesky child labour laws then in a small town.)
My grandmother came in to get gas; I proudly filled the tank, washed the windshield, checked the oil all that stuff that was common at a gas station then. The total came to $3.50 for a full tank. First time I ever pumped gas into a car.
I loved that car — I drove it on my 16th birthday to take my road test, I drove it to my high school graduation. When my grandmother stopped driving she signed it over to me and it was my daily ride for several years.
I recently got it restored, full rebuild engine, new brakes, fuel system and body work and paint. New interior — it looks as good as it was new.
The day I picked it up from the restorers, the tank was almost empty since it was a new fuel system and they only put a couple liters in it to test it out.
Went to a self serve place. Put $65 into the tank.
Daily, Except in Hurricanes
Submitted into Contest #210 in response to: Write about a character who has to grapple with something completely alien to them.… view prompt
John K Adams
Now retired, he’d lived his whole life in this house. He made mud pies at the foot of the driveway before they paved the street. He went to school with the boy who fathered the man who just sold his house.
Ybor City, in Tampa, Florida, was once filled with people Ramon had known forever. So many lifelong friends had moved away or passed on.
Ramon’s neighborhood was gentrifying. He’d only just learned the term. Now it was happening in a moment. This was the sixth house in a year.
Many of the houses were dilapidated. Nearly a century old, his grandparents bought theirs new. Some were abandoned as unlivable. Buyers purchase cheaply for the land’s value. The deal closes and they demolish the house, or ‘remodel’ it into a palace. But how many palaces can fit onto one block?
Meanwhile, the sellers take the ‘best offer’ and leave their past behind. It’s just economics. But they’re blind to how cheaply they sold their sense of place and of belonging.
‘All I know is my old neighborhood is gone.’
It seemed a particular curse that Ramon had reached this age only to feel so dislocated. Yes, he had his home. The only one he’d ever known. But this wasn’t just an address. He felt his life chipping away.
He kept the interior the same, with family pictures, a table cloth and fresh flowers in his wife’s favorite vase. A woman came to dust and wash his cup every week. He kept it simple.
He cherished being surrounded by friends and family with shared memories and values. He belonged here. And now he was alone. How many friends had he lost?
He felt untethered where he’d always belonged. He no longer recognized his Ybor City.
Sitting on his veranda, looking across the street, Ramon felt imprisoned. Even his children had moved away, busy building their lives.
It wasn’t a racial thing. His neighbors’ race was never the point. He got along with everyone. But they shared no history. He didn’t know them. Would he ever?
‘Should be called puppies, not yuppies, so few are house broken. Making a home but ruining the neighborhood.’
The next afternoon, he met his old workmate, Chico, at a new, franchise, coffee shop. The décor looked like Cuba got strained through a manga comic. Sitting under an umbrella they watched the crowd.
“Look at this place! So clean…” Chico ran his hand over the tabletop and examined his fingers.
“Yeah, but with none of the style of our old hang out. Hard surfaces and no heart.” Chico smiled. “Thanks for driving in.” Chico shrugged. “Where you live now?”
“By Clearwater beach. Nice. You should visit.” Ramon demurred. “Really… Sounds far. But it isn’t.”
Ramon nodded toward the other clientele. “Look at these hipsters, alone at their table, staring at a laptop. Nibbling a six-dollar scone.”
“For a scone?” Chico rolled his eyes.
“The world’s overflowing with strangers, Chico. No one talks anymore. Unless you count your six thousand friends on anti-social media you’ve never met.”
They sipped their coffees. Chico made a sour face.
Ramon said, “Right? We’re in Ybor City, for God’s sake. Think you could get a Cuban coffee?” Chico laughed. Ramon wagged a sugar packet. “What’s this white stuff? Give me a shot of molasses… and condensed milk… a shot of Heaven!”
Chico nodded. “Simpler times, my friend.”
“Ask for molasses. See the look you get.”
“You need a girlfriend, Ramon.”
They laughed loudly.
“Oh, no, Chico… That ship sailed.” He smiled with glistening eyes. “I miss Carmen too much. It wouldn’t be right…”
“I get it.”
“Ahh, the hours I spent as a boy, listening to my Abuelo and his friends talking and laughing over dominos. They let me keep score.”
“That club closed years ago. Is the building still there?”
“It’s a video game store. We worked when we were young. Video games didn’t exist.”
“Don’t I know…?”
“All those beeps and hums. I miss the click of dominos against each other.”
Ramon walked with Chico to his car on the far side of Jose Marti Park. A few shaded tables had chess players leaning into their games.
Wild chickens chased the crumbs Ramon scattered from his scone. He stooped and addressed the big white rooster holding court.
“So much history. Right, Colonel? Does anyone remember it, besides you and me?”
The rooster regarded him seriously.
Ramon rambled on. “My Nana worked in the cigar factory with her friends. Every night they’d walk home to their families. They laughed together. Shared the good and the bad. At bedtime, she’d tell me Don Quixote’s adventures.”
They got to Chico’s car and embraced farewell.
Chico punched his shoulder. “Hey… The new owners might be nice. You’ll make new friends.”
Ramon nodded. “Good point, Chico. Could happen. Thanks again.”
~
He stared at the moving truck parked across the street.
Ramon shook his head. ‘My people used to live here. Now they only come to work, cleaning and gardening. Where do they go at quitting time?’
When the movers broke for lunch, he crossed to them. Ramon introduced himself.
“The new owners… how are they? They from out of state? They treat you well?”
They said they kept busy. Everyone is selling, starting new lives. “You could sell that house for a ton.”
Ramon said, “True. But where do I go then?”
A voice called out, “Boy!”
The new owner gestured at him.
Ramon offered his hand to shake. “Ramon… Welcome to the…”
The man ignored his greeting. “Tell my wife when you unload the ‘kitchen’ boxes. ‘ You read English?”
“I’m Ramon, your neighbor from across the street. Welcome…”
The man walked away.
Ramon looked at the workers. “He called me ‘boy.’” They laughed. “He ever call you ‘boy’?”
One guy said, “No. We’d drop his stuff.”
A week later, Ramon noticed a line of cars dropping people across the street. In party clothes, they carried gift bags, wine and platters.
Ramon bought a party-sized, traditional Cuban sandwich at his favorite deli. His mouth watered at the perfume of juicy, roasted pork, ham and salami on the sliced, fresh Cuban bread. A feast.
Ramon rang his new neighbor’s doorbell. A woman opened the door. Music and laughter poured out.
He presented his gift. “Welcome to the neighborhood.”
The woman called a helper to take the platter.
She said, “Thank you. I didn’t see a card. Who sent it?” She offered Ramon a ten-dollar bill.
He pushed the tip away. “It’s from me. I’m Ramon, your neighbor, across the street.” He pulled a Cuban cigar from his jacket. “For your husband. Welcome!”
She recoiled at seeing the cigar. “Oh. My husband doesn’t smoke. We don’t buy tobacco.”
“I’m not selling. It’s a welcome gift, the best Cuban…”
“Thank you, but no. Not necessary.” She held the door defensively.
Ramon got the message. “I see you have company. I’ll let you get back. Welcome…”
The door shut. He turned toward his house and placed the cigar back in his pocket.
Sitting on his veranda, Ramon smoked his cigar in the deepening gloom. He watched the banana palms sway gracefully. Only the cigar’s ember and drifting smoke revealed his presence. His neighbor’s party went late. Ramon went to bed without turning on a light.
The next morning, Ramon arrived early at Jose Marti Park and claimed a shaded table. The chess hustlers would arrive later. He laid out his dominos and smiled. He scattered corn meal to the chickens and greeted ‘the Colonel.’ Sipping his Cuban coffee from a thermos, he waited.
A boy ran up and pointed. “Mister, what are those?”
“Dominos. My favorite game.”
“Oh… dominos. Will you teach me? Can I play?”
“Of course.”
The boy’s mother approached. “Don’t bother the man, Roy.”
“No bother. He wants to learn. Care to join us in a game? I’m Ramon.” He gestured for her to sit.
“Hi, I’m Rachel. Can three play?”
“Yes… Up to four friends can…”
Emil ran to the playground to enlist another friend.
She sat. “It’s been so long. I played when I was little.”
“I learned when I was your son’s age.”
“You come here often?”
“Daily, except in hurricanes. We’re the Jose Marti Domino Club.”
“Really? I’ve never seen you.”
“This is our first day.”
She laughed. Emil brought two friends. Rachel winced, unsure of how to navigate the situation.
Ramon smiled at her. “I’ll keep score.”
He got the game started, sipped coffee and sat back with his score pad. The sound of clicking tiles punctuated the quiet conversation and laughter of friends. Ramon felt loved.
Chinese Rednote app Destroying Years Of USA Propaganda – Americans Left Shocked!
Tic-Toc Thread On The War On Iran – 5
This is dangerous. The majority of Muslim in the Middle East are Shia. Killing the Ayatollah would make the war personal to them.
Defense Minister: Taking out Khamenei, ‘the modern Hitler,’ is a goal of the operation – YnetNews, Jun 19 2025
Defense Minister Israel Katz issued a statement to the media at the site of the direct missile hit in Holon, and for the first time threatened to eliminate Iran’s Supreme Leader Ali Khamenei. “Preventing the existence of Khamenei, the modern Hitler – one of the goals of the operation,” he said. “A dictator like Khamenei, who leads Iran and has inscribed the destruction of Israel on his flag – he cannot continue to exist.”
Fake outrage:
Hala Jaber @HalaJaber – 9:53 UTC · Jun 19, 2025🔴 IMPORTANT: Israel is yelling “hospital!” to distract from the real headline – the actual targets. Iran didn’t strike Soroka Hospital directly, it hit IDF’s C4I & cyber ops HQ in Gav-Yam tech park, Be’er Sheva:
📍 Digital command & C4ISR systems
👥 Thousands of troops stationed
📏 Just 1–2 km from the hospital, not “far,” not “accidental,” not “random.”The military intelligence nerve center was the real target.
Soroka’s damage? Collateral from a strike on an active war machine.PS: If you set up a military base next to a hospital, don’t act shocked when the windows rattle.
Behind the scenes negotiations continue:
Exclusive: Iran delivers response to new US proposal
The Iranian response was sent to the White House just before noon EDT on June 18. The high-ranking source with insight into proceedings described the document to Amwaj.media as “a polite no, but with a good explanation.”A second senior source described the communication as “long” and in essence stating that Iran, in principle, does not object to negotiations to “discuss possible ways forward.” However, the source stated, it is not politically feasible to do so “while our people are under bombardment.”
The source declined to get into specifics on the substance of the response, but Iran has in the past indicated that it would be open to the idea of a multilateral consortium—as long as such a facility is built on Iranian soil.
The exchanges over June 17-18, which are believed to be direct, come as President Trump has publicly demanded Iran’s “unconditional surrender” while hinting that Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei may be Israel’s next target.
What were the best years of your life?
I came from a bad family.
My dad and brother were mentally and verbally abusive and my mom divorced us when I was in 3rd grade because of my dad. She decided to leave us kids with him which was good for her but actually made my brother much worse today. And to make my upbringing worse, at fourteen, my dad mentally stopped caring about me. He provided food, just didn’t care about me, or helped me, basically just done. So I had to learn how to do things myself.
The family owned a manufactured house park and in there one had been foreclosed on. I was able to get it for $17,000 but it needed a little work inside. I was hoping I didn’t have to pay rent but I still did. I lived here while I went to college and where my future wife wasn’t happy with where I lived.
We got more serious so I sold that place and moved in with her in an apartment before deciding we needed a house. We looked at some and eventually decided it was best to have one built. One thing to point out is we still aren’t married, only engaged at this point, and she was raised in a religious family. Her parents are not happy with this arrangement. Long story short, we get married, parents are happy, we have babies, people come to see us, and SHE says we need a bigger house. Sooooooo, we sell that house and move into our current, forever home.
Life along the way has not been rainbows and unicorns. It was fine with my wife and her side; but my family (brother, uncle, mom, dad) has made my life hell. As of now, my dad and uncle have passed away and I no longer talk to my brother and mom due to the narcissistic emails and texts I would get.
Hopefully time heals all wounds?
Shorpy















What is the most powerful supernatural warning you have received?
I got in trouble with the law because of my drinking problem. I won’t go into that. It has no relivance to this answer.
I had to go before a judge to get a sentence for my breaking the law. The public defender excitedly told me if I stay in jail for 3 months, he could get all my charges and record to go away. It actually would have been pretty easy to do. Or, I would have to go through a very extensive and aggressive drug treatment program for approximately 2 years.
I told the judge and defender to give me a minute to think about it. All of a sudden, I had a sense of clarity in my mind like I had never experienced in my life. My problems and my life up to that point unfolded in my mind. I remember asking to myself what to do? All of a sudden, I was having a two way conversation with someone else in my mind. It was the strangest moment in my life. I saw and felt all the people I had hurt down the road of self destruction in an instant. I was told this was my last chance at taking notice of the message they were trying to give me. There was no grey area anymore. I hate to be blunt. I was told to S@#$T or get off the pot, that I was dying.
I then cried out in my mind, I cannot do this alone! They, whoever it was, told me it would not be easy and I would not be alone. They would help me. I then felt a peace and calm like I have never felt before or since. It was so loud and clear. I thought for a moment I was loosing my mind. But, it was real. It was in my minds eye. It is really hard to explain. All this went down in about 2 minutes. It felt like time stopped though.
I then looked at the public defender and told him I was going to take the 2 year program. He almost fell out his chair. He looked at me and said, do you know what you are doing? I said no, but I am doing it anyway! The judge then too the decision and sentenced me to the program. I then got up and thanked the prosecutor. Her face almost fell off. She told me it was the first time she ever had someone she prosecuted thank her.
I believe someone or something helped me make that decision that day! I have never experienced anything like it before or since. It was a hard two years. How I made it through? I really think someone was helping me a long the way. It was the best decision of my life.
Who is the most badass person you’ve ever met or known?
I’m going to have to say my father, though not in the conventional sense.
I don’t always see eye to eye with him, but I admire his work ethic and his ability to overcome obstacles. And his willingness to go out of his way for his family.
I’m not this way at all. I get tired, and I barely have enough energy to take care of myself. He, on the other hand, even at 80 years old, will work all day and night to do a favor for you.
I remember one time, my sister’s swimming pool had been neglected for years. It was basically a green swamp full of algae and frog crap.
My dad decided she needed it fixed and didn’t want her to spend a fortune on it. So he recruited me and my brother in law and we got to work. Not the way I wanted to spend my Saturday afternoon, and I’m pretty sure I complained the whole time.
At first the machine pump thingy did all the work draining the pool. But once we got to the bottom, we had manually empty that disgusting swamp with buckets.
I and my brother in law (in our 30s) gave up after a couple hours, but my dad kept at it until it was completely empty. I’m talking like 5 hours straight, no rest, and 78 years old at the time.
Then once the pool was completely empty, he bought some special paint and had the pool completely repainted and refilled. He hired out the painting as I’m guessing he didn’t want to mess it up.
Sir Whiskerton and the Case of the Identity Crisis
Ah, dear reader, prepare yourself for another delightful romp through the wild and wacky world of farm life, where the animals are as eccentric as ever, and the mischief is always just a whisker away. Today’s tale involves Lucifer the Chipmunk, who has convinced the chickens that they can be anything they want—even geese—and the geese that they can be chickens if they so desire. So, grab your sense of humor and let’s dive into The Case of the Identity Crisis.
The Plot Thickens
It all began on a sunny morning when Sir Whiskerton was enjoying his usual sunbeam on the barn roof. The peace was shattered by the sound of clucking, honking, and the unmistakable squeak of Lucifer the Chipmunk, who was standing on a hay bale, delivering what could only be described as a motivational speech.
“My fellow farm animals!” Lucifer squeaked, his tiny chest puffed out with pride. “I come to you today with a message of hope, of possibility, of transformation! You are not bound by the limitations of your species. You can be anything you want to be!”
Doris the Hen, who was standing front and center, clucked excitedly. “Anything? Even… a goose?”
Lucifer nodded dramatically. “Yes, Doris! Even a goose! The world is your oyster, and you are the pearl!”
Harriet clucked in agreement. “A pearl! Oh, I can’t bear it!” Lillian promptly fainted into a pile of hay.
Meanwhile, Gertrude the Goose, who had been listening from the sidelines, honked indignantly. “What nonsense is this? Geese are geese, and chickens are chickens! You can’t just decide to be something else!”
Lucifer turned to Gertrude, his tiny eyes gleaming. “Ah, but why not? If a chicken can be a goose, why can’t a goose be a chicken? The possibilities are endless!”
Gertrude blinked, momentarily stunned. “Well, I… I suppose that’s an interesting point.”
The Barnyard Brouhaha
Before long, the farm was in chaos. Doris and her flock of hens were strutting around the barnyard, flapping their wings and honking like geese. Gertrude and her gaggle of geese, on the other hand, were clucking and pecking at the ground like chickens.
Sir Whiskerton, who had been watching the spectacle from his perch, sighed deeply. “This is ridiculous. Chickens are chickens, and geese are geese. What is Lucifer playing at?”
Rufus the Dog, who had been napping nearby, lifted his head. “Maybe he’s just trying to stir up trouble. You know how he loves attention.”
Porkchop the Pig, who had been wallowing in his favorite mud puddle, snorted. “Or maybe he’s just nuts. Either way, it’s hilarious.”
Sir Whiskerton flicked his tail. “Hilarious or not, this needs to stop before someone gets hurt.”
The Intervention
Sir Whiskerton decided it was time to intervene. He approached Lucifer, who was now standing on a fence post, basking in the chaos he had created.
“Lucifer,” Sir Whiskerton said, his tone firm. “What exactly are you trying to accomplish here?”
Lucifer grinned, his tiny teeth gleaming. “I’m inspiring them, Whiskerton! Showing them that they can break free from the constraints of their species and become something greater!”
Sir Whiskerton raised an eyebrow. “Greater? Doris is trying to swim in the pond, and Gertrude is attempting to lay an egg. This isn’t greatness; it’s madness.”
Lucifer shrugged. “Madness? Or genius? You decide.”
Before Sir Whiskerton could respond, Doris waddled over, her feathers dripping wet. “Sir Whiskerton! I tried to swim like a goose, but I sank like a stone! What am I doing wrong?”
Gertrude, who was struggling to balance on a nest of hay, honked in frustration. “And I can’t seem to lay an egg! This is harder than it looks!”
Sir Whiskerton sighed. “That’s because you’re not geese, Doris, and you’re not chickens, Gertrude. You are who you are, and that’s perfectly fine.”
The Moral of the Story
As the sun set and the barnyard returned to its usual peaceful state, Sir Whiskerton addressed the gathered animals. “Well, my friends, it seems we’ve learned an important lesson today.”
Doris clucked softly. “That we can’t be geese?”
Sir Whiskerton shook his head. “No, Doris. The lesson is that you don’t need to be geese. You’re wonderful just the way you are.”
Gertrude honked in agreement. “And we geese are pretty great too, even if we can’t lay eggs.”
Lucifer, who had been sulking in the corner, squeaked, “Well, I still think it was a good idea.”
Sir Whiskerton smirked. “Perhaps, Lucifer, but sometimes it’s better to embrace who we are rather than trying to be something we’re not.”
Ditto, who had been watching from the sidelines, echoed, “Embrace who we are! Embrace who we are!”
Echo, not to be outdone, added, “Embrace who we are! Embrace who we are!”
And with that, the animals returned to their usual routines, content in the knowledge that once again, Sir Whiskerton had saved the farm from chaos.
The End.
Why are people adopting DeepSeek’s AI when its answers are so obviously biased toward the Chinese worldview propaganda?
DeepSeek is an Open Source LLM (Language Learning Model).
ChatGPT is not Open Source, even though its value is not really in the code used to implement, it’s in the training datasets, and the curation choices made in the training.
DeepSeek has a number of “strongly held beliefs”, if one can — as apparently, many people do — anthropomorphize a product of AI research, which is neither conscious, nor self aware, and actually holds no beliefs whatsoever.
But if you have a conversation with DeepSeek, you will come away from it with the impression that it has a strong bias towards China’s world view, particularly if you ask it questions about religions which are banned in China.
This is not a product of actual “strongly held beliefs”, it is a consequence of the data on which it operates in order to arrive at its answers, and the bias is inherent in the curation of that data.
ChatGPT has a number of biases of its own, in that regard.
The main thing about DeepSeek, however, is that you can train it with your own training data, curate it the way you want to curate it, and you will end up with a great diagnostician,or plumbing repair suggestions which can actually fix problems that other plumbers have run into, based on their life experience.
Or you can create something that responds like a David Duke or Milo Yiannopoulos or Al Gore or Bernie Sanders sycophant, if you ask it political questions.
The point being is that the boas is largely in the training data, and that, as a tool, Open Source is a better mechanism for distribution and code improvement over time, especially given that it’s the curated training set data that is strategic, and the code that operates on that data,is merely tactical.
I’ve suggested to ChatGPT, and to the scientists at ChatGPT whom I know personally, that it’s a mistake to keep it closed source.
ChatGPT should be Open Sourced to protect the leadership inherent in its tactical code model.
But I have no doubt that DeepSeek, if run against the ChatGPT 4 training set data.would almost certainly come up with answers indistinguishable, for the most part, from the ChatGPT 4 answers you’d get, with only minor variations.
Now ask China to share its DeepSeek training data, run your own DeepSeek (if you can afford the hardware), and see if it gives you the same, or different answers, from DeepSeek itself.
I suspect any differences will be because they did not share some of their training data, because of how that training data would look to the rest of the world.
But at least the code itself, tactical and not strategic though it is, is Open Source.
Something alien inside of me
Submitted into Contest #210 in response to: Write about a character who has to grapple with something completely alien to them.… view prompt
Adriana Lopez De Pablo
Maybe she is an alien or maybe I’m just plain old delusional. Needless to say, I turn back frozen, red in the face with shame, the reason for which I hold no answers. Liking boys is so easy because there is nothing about them to really like or admire, but her, she is so smart and decisive, popular and nice, and did I mention talented? I try to forget her eyes following me around the stage during sound check last week and the near-death experience that was crashing into her backstage and almost kissing. My face looks like a literal clown nose by the end of class and I avoid her easily by slipping away unnoticed. Maybe what I’m feeling is a sickness? A never seen before rash that spreads my two people’s faces being mere inches apart. This all feels totally alien to and even as I wash my face in the grimy sink I can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong with me. I come up to look at myself in the mirror just as she enters the bathroom looking like a cute redheaded hound searching for something or someone. And then she looks at me.
I turn as if to walk out but she steps closer standing in between me and the door. “Hi” I squeak in the voice of a terrified mouse. “Hey” she says calmly with a smile that to some could pass as a timid smirk. I see a switch go off in her though, her eyes look through me again and she must notice my flustered face and rigid body language because she takes a step back and lets me access the door. I nod to her trying to look apologetic, partly because I know she wants to talk to me, and partly because I would love nothing more than to talk to her forever about anything, and that scares me more than her potentially being an alien.
When I get to my locker and open it I find a little cryptic message inside which I definitely didn’t leave there myself. It’s a crumpled note with nothing written on it except a tiny rainbow square painted in pencil and a little question mark next to it. Instinctively I place it in my pocket and think nothing much of it since I’m too busy freaking out and trying to figure out if girls can like other girls like stupid boys do. The whole idea just seems out of this world really or at least out of mine.
Who can you even ask about this stuff? I would tell mum but She makes big deals about everything. My friends will surely freak more than I am so I’m stuck without knowing. It kills me not to have all the pieces to the puzzle. I close my eyes to gain some clarity magically and be presented with the answer but still find myself stumped. Maybe I just want to be her absolute best friend but find it scary to talk to her, which thinking about it makes no sense since I’ve never been awkward or shy. Or maybe we like the same boy (I don’t know who) and the signals are just temporarily jumbled so I think I like her (the alien theory still stands.) I startle myself with the sound of the bell and open my eyes to head to my next class.
As I walk down hall after hall of older students chatting in their classes I stop dead in my track as I stick my nose into one of the classes to find the same rainbow flag from my note Hanging like a little flag of someone’s pencil case. Comparing the two they are exactly the same colour pattern. Suddenly the answer to the riddle comes to mind. Someone must have wanted to know if I’m from whichever country this flag is from. Though I wish my country had a rainbow flag but alas ours is so boring. I think about asking an older kid what country it’s from but I don’t want one of the big kids to think I’m stupid so I shuffle along to my next class on the bottom floor: geography.
Surely if someone at my school is from that country then it must be on a map, and if it’s on a map I’ll find it or the teacher will tell us all about it. I sit impatiently now, this mystery must be unravelled so I can take my mind off the whole girls liking girls debacle. But of course, the universe punishes me by having my teacher running late. I consider standing right by the door, note in hand to show her when she walks in and ask about it but I don’t want to pester or annoy so I fiddle with the note in my hands. I wonder who it’s from… she crosses my mind but it could never be her…right? She doesn’t even know where my locker is let alone know my name ( I know her name though.)
Finally, Mrs. Lovelane walks in and as everyone quiets down I sit up straight and raise my hand as high as humanly possible to ask what I think might be a stupid question.
Will the 21st century be the century of humiliation for the West?
It looks like it is heading in that direction.
The US has tried to preserve the world order after WWII, but the rise in China’s influence has put the kabosh on that.
In 2025, the US is fighting a defensive action against China’s rise and the Global South when it comes to economic power. US influence is shrinking, and is largely confined to the G7 nations.
There is a lot of work to be done when it comes to the US defining a new role for itself in this new world. It is no longer realistic for the US to strive for the kind of full-spectrum dominance in all areas all over the world.
The problem is that now, in 2025, that discussion of what that new role will be, has not yet started in the US.
Lots of pain ahead.
Is being an Amazon employee as bad as some people say it is?
I have an MBA ..I applied in 2019, because I was desperate for any job. And I couldn’t find an office job anywhere. And I’ve been working in administrative roles for a very long time. So when I went to Amazon, I thought it would be very different. They made me hold my urine now. I had to drive 90 minutes, one way to get to the exact space and I had to leave around 4:10 in the morning and I parked around 5:30 in the morning and I had to walk a very far distance from where my car was parked to THE front door and then we had to go through these. Crazy little things that looked like an airport. I’m almost 50 years old. I’ve had real jobs before and let me tell you.Amazon is a horrible horrible horribleHorribleHorribleHorrible horrible place to work.
I have real jobs my first job was 1993.
When I got there at six o’clock in the morning, I had to go to the bathroom because I had to leave home around 4:10 in the morning. In order to park on time and then I drove and drove and drove and I drank water on the way to work. And you can’t bring water into the warehouse. If you do I guess so far? Are you if you do so? Yeah, they don’t want you taking a break for p. They want you to hold it until your first break, which is 9 AM. Excuse me, i’m not going to hold my urine.And if you wanna work there, I suggest you get some diapers and start peeing in your diapers, like a baby which is illegal.So it’s not the fact that young people work there.It’s a fact that it’s a bad, bad bad employer and people that don’t know me and they don’t know my administrative background.And they don’t know how I have sales or admin.And i’ve worked in all these nonprofits in various roles in offices.They don’t know people don’t know who I am.They know nothing about me, and they think amazon is so great.The minute they say, have you thought about applying to amazon?And I shut them up real quick, and I go, you’re the one that needs to go to amazon.You think it’s so good.Why don’t you hold your URINE for 3 hours.
It’s considered off task, and if you leave your post and you’re not working, you are going to be considered off.Task because every single movement you make is counted.And if you are not at your job post and you’re walking to that bathroom, that is a half a mile away, it is going to take you 527 minutes to walk one way to the bathroom?And it’s going to take you 527 minutes to walk back.There is your fifteen minute break and it is illegal.But if you want to work there, go ahead, work there, have at it peeing your pants, i’m done I have a master’s and business administration.I know my worth.I’m an office worker.I don’t do that third party love gistics b*******.
Economist Explains Why China is Not Going to Collapse
This is great!
Versions 1, 2, and 3. LOL.
Drunken Garlic Pot Roast

Ingredients
- 1 (2 1/2 pound) boneless beef chuck roast, trimmed of fat
- 2 tablespoons vegetable oil, divided
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/4 teaspoon pepper
- 2 medium onions, thinly sliced
- 24 cloves garlic, minced (about 4 tablespoons)
- 2 beef bouillon cubes
- 1/2 cup hot water
- 1 cup lager beer
- 3 tablespoons brown sugar
- 1 tablespoon Dijon mustard
- 1 tablespoon cider vinegar
- Cornstarch dissolved in water, for gravy
Instructions
- In a large skillet, heat 1 tablespoon of the oil and brown roast on both sides, seasoning with salt and pepper; remove to a platter and keep warm.
- Add the remaining tablespoon oil to the pan and add the onions. Cook until they just start to wilt, then add the garlic. Cook until the onions are tender, a few minutes more.
- Add the bouillon cubes to the hot water and stir to dissolve; add to the skillet along with the beer, brown sugar and vinegar; stir to mix well. Pour mixture into a slow cooker.
- Place roast on top of liquid, cutting into pieces if it doesn’t lay flat.
- Cook on LOW for 7 to 8 hours.
- Remove meat from slow cooker and pour liquid into a saucepan; heat to a boil, and mix a slurry out of the cornstarch and water; thicken pan liquid with slurry to make a gravy.
- Serve gravy over meat with potatoes or noodles.
Why is Jack Ma attending a symposium with President Xi Jinping, and what does it mean for China’s private sector?
You got this news
Did you get the news a week ago , that Alibaba signed the Golden Share with the Chinese Government?
Yep!
Alibaba has also agreed to give 1% of their share to the Government of China , which means their Technology officially belongs to the Government of China and can’t be sold or licensed without permission
Immediately after , Alibaba will be powering Iphones in China with their Qwen 2.5
Jack Ma learnt his lesson
He knows that the only way he can return back to Civilization is to follow the law
Qwen 2.5 cannot be licensed or sold without Government of Chinas approval
Alibaba handed over the golden share
China immediately approved the Apple Deal and they announced it
Jack Ma who still controls a significant amount of authority in Alibaba, finally did what he could have done in 2021
Now he is forgiven and has been included back into the fold
What does it mean for Chinas private sector?
The Party has relaxed regulations in Share trading significantly and considerably
The Party has also allowed Chinese Technology Companies to license their technology to Foreign Companies for all operations within China
Another news the West won’t tell you
Baidu and Deepseek are teaming up to create an AI search engine within Mainland China hosted on Huawei Cloud and available on Harmony OS
So Baidu and Deepseek and HUAWEI are competing with Alibaba and Apple
China vs China 😁
Have you ever lived in an RV? (not just travel but full time)
Not sure if this is *technically* an RV (as we dont use that term here), but I was raised in a caravan for the first 13 years of my life
My family are Irish Travellers, a nomadic ethnic minority group from the island of Ireland, who regularly travel in caravans
My family fled Derry during The Troubles, a period of violent political conflict in Ireland, and like many Irish Exiles before them, headed for London
My family were of little means, and we lived in a modest Elddis Mistral XL caravan, a cornucopia of 80s poor taste, with plenty of wood veneer and velour upholstery
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Where We Camped
As Travellers we had no fixed abode but chose to remain within the East London area due to the large concentration of Irish immigrants in the East End in the 1980s
Anti-Irish racism was extremely high in the UK at the time due to the ongoing conflict in Northern Ireland, and Irish Travellers have always been historic targets of racism and prejudice
In an attempt to negate this, we would aways try to set up a camp inside the many abandoned and derelict factories around the East End at the time, or under the many disued railway arches, as being inside a building or under cover, kept us safer from detection by those people passing by who may wish to do us harm
Despite the relative safety of being inside an abandoned building, we would never stay in one place more than 4 or 5 days, and we would only camp on open ground as an absolute last resort
An example of open camping which would leave us vulnerable to persecution and abuse
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Sleeping Arrangements
In good weather, I would sleep in the caravan with my siblings, and my parents would camp outside by the fire, in the relative safety and shelter of the abandoned building we were using as cover
However in bad weather, we’d all have to hunker down in the caravan, but luckily the sofas in the caravan would fold out into an extremely large bed that could accommodate my parents and my younger siblings
As the eldest sibling, I would be expected to sleep down on the floor in these circumstances, to allow my younger siblings to be close to our parents
I would crash down in front galley area of the caravan with our dog Buckie for company – a Staffordshire Bull Terrier who rarely left my side
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Settling Down
When I was 13, my family semi-settled into a flat in Bethnal Green, East London but we still continued to travel regularly to keep in touch with our Irish Traveller culture
Now I am a mother with children of my own, I take them travelling frequently to teach them about their Traveller heritage and culture
Why is Australia still selling iron ore to China? Why not cut the exports totally so that China will be squeezed?
I’m curious. Have you actually thought through all the consequences of a complete export ban on Australian iron ore to China?
In 2022, Australia exported $87.9 billion in iron ore. Of that, $72.5 billion — or over 80% — went to China. No other export market is even remotely close.
So yes, even though China is developing other sources of iron ore and overall demand is down, it would definitely be squeezed. But here’s the problem: Australia would also be squeezed.
Tax revenue from export and mining of iron ore is a significant contributor to the robustness of the Australian economy and is a key reason for the recent return to surplus in the federal budget after 15 years of deficits.
The industry also directly supports 45,600 well paying Australian jobs.
The average base salary for jobs in the industry is A$126K per year.
These people then go out as consumers and spend this money in the broader economy, contributing to other jobs.
So given this reality, what do you think wiping out 80% of iron ore exports will do to Australia’s economy? And overall prosperity?
I don’t know why you want to put the squeeze on China. Maybe you’re just one of those China haters. Either way, I doubt Australian policymakers would do a Donald Trump and kamikaze their economy in this way. Because in trying to putting the squeeze on China, Australia would also be shooting itself in the foot.
English Outsider – The ‘West’ Is A Farce
by English Outsider
lifted from a comment
There’s nothing funny here, though it’s true that the Western military and political establishments are now pure farce. Nothing funny because the farce has had lethal consequences. The unrestrained carnage in Gaza will be a reproach to the West for ever. As for Ukraine, “b” summed up, must be two years ago now, what we are putting our proxies in Ukraine through. A “crime”, he stated. So it is. Has been since 2014. Worse now, after a million and more deaths and economic and societal ruin for Ukraine to match.
As for the military reality Putin, in the video embedded in the Simplicius article above, sums up the military reality that has been clear to us Europeans since February 2022. NATO, the US and all, is a paper tiger. Even with the substantial manpower of the original Ukrainian armed forces NATO has neither the troops nor the equipment for a ground war on Russia’s doorstep and never has had. All we do have is the nuclear threat and neither Biden, nor, now, Trump, will risk Chicago frying for Vilnius. Nor for Berlin. Nor for London. That accepted, the only puzzle lies in working out what the European politicians hope to gain from prolonging a war long since lost.
Seems a simple enough puzzle assuming, that is, that the European politicians are rational. The gamble they took in 2022 was a gamble on destroying Russia with sanctions. Their only way out of that failed gamble is to save face by taking us into the new Cold War. We must strain every nerve, they tell us, to face the Russian threat. Only keeping us in a state of permanent war hysteria will serve. Otherwise, should we recover from that hysteria, the danger is that we shall look about us and hold the politicians to account for the damage they have done and are still doing to our own economies and to our own societies.
The outcome of the war with Iran is still unknown. That of the war in Ukraine is set in stone and always has been. It remains only to attempt to guess how the Russians will accomplish their local objectives there.
Those local objectives are simple enough. To protect the inhabitants of the Donbas, an objective often forgotten or glossed over but the primary initial objective of the SMO. To prevent NATO’s use of Ukraine, and now of whatever remnant Ukraine turns out to be, as a means of attacking Russia.
That means no more sabotage and assassination missions run out of Ukraine into Russia from the bases we set up in Ukraine for that purpose. No more “look no hands” missile and drone attacks from out of Ukraine. If we wish to continue with those various lines of attack we’ll have to do so out of Europe, or from elsewhere along the Russian perimeter. Remnant Ukraine will no longer be at our disposal for those purposes.
The wider Russian aims, those set out in the 2021 draft treaties, it’s less certain the Russians will achieve. They might get somewhere with the Americans. That depends on whether the Trump team, itself divided, can manage to negotiate the conflict between the “populists” and the Ancien Régime in the States. But whether or not they get anywhere with the Americans, the Russians must know they’ll get nowhere with the Europeans as long as the European Ancien Régime remains in the saddle. In 2022 I was writing on English blogs that all the Russians want to do with Europe is to shut the door on us and make sure that door has locks. I doubt they’ll manage to do any better with us now, so the garden in the jungle will remain an impotent and embittered enclave in a world that has long since moved on.
No wonder Boris Johnson told us that what was at stake in Ukraine was nothing less than the hegemony of the West. So it was, and looking at what we’ve put our proxies through in Ukraine, and at what we’re doing or have assisted in doing in Gaza, who can regret that lost hegemony?
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As for the attempt to keep us in a state of “permanent war hysteria”, examples of that abound in Europe, to such an extent that it’s difficult to find any statements from any European politician, that don’t illustrate it. An example from the States is to be found somewhere in this video of a discussion between two of the best American analysts, Daniel Davis and Andrei Martyanov.
Posted by b on June 17, 2025 at 14:55 UTC | Permalink
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This is an MM Patreon video that I made about a Domain captive.
Real MM.


Thanks for the update in the Hal Turner post.
To me, if the DC says something then it is always absolutely, categorically true.
So it’s a relief to her from it.