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Sir Whiskerton’s hypnotized march includes very precise salutes to the mailbox.

When you enter your 20’s all is good. You left kid-hood. Are starting to date. (Some earlier than others. Girls the earliest, boys often lagging behind by years and even decades.)

Life moves forward. Parties. Early work and career. Often lots of studying. Some go to early family-hood, others into early careers. It is an exciting time. Both for girls and boys.

Your probable first experience with death by then is either a grandparent, a (unknown uncle or auntie) or a beloved pet. Often when you are in your late childhood and early teens. I lost my first grandparents and extended uncles and aunties in my teens, but I really wasn’t paying too much attention to the losses. My mind was elsewhere.

By your end 20’s you should have a friend that has died. I had numerous class mates have very serious accidents by the time I was 18 through 20, and during my 20’s a number of them died. I had a few uncles and aunties die. A handful of friends, some close and others not so close and some of my long-time pets passed on.

By your late thirties, you should have most grandparents died. Unless your parents were really young when they had you, if so then advance all the numbers by one decade.

By your late 40’s most of your aunties and uncles should be dead. You will have a much depleted extended family. No grandparents, and you should have a stand-alone family unit that you head or co-manage.

And this is often the time (given the society in the West) that most have experienced a divorce and all the terrible horrors that it generates.

So by the end of your 40’s, you should have a much eroded extended family, and a tattered immediate family. Many will be alone and on their own with tenuous communication lines to exe’s, extended family and brothers and sisters. Many will be alone, and dealing with the complexities of life.

By your late 50’s, it starts a time of rebuilding and re-creation. I moved to China. Many of my friends also relocated. Often changing careers, work, location and relationships.

By your late 60’s, you all should be well established in your new life. Often thriving but in a totally different way that before, and those of you that connect with the old relations find them ever-distant. As all parties moved into very different directions.

In your late 70’s?  My grandparents, and parents died in their 70’s. I guess that it is a time of life sunset. But here I am… in China, we are looking at the 89’s and 90’s for life sunset. I’m still kicking around. Though my hair is white as snow and I dye it. Getting to need to do it more often than before. Wrinkles are starting to be problematic. And “liver spots” and freckles are starting to invade my body.

Ah, I can’t drink and party like I used to, and Lordy! I really don’t want to. Either. I tell you what.

This is the human life.

Live it.

Today…

Let’s see

In the US – Consumption makes up 69% of the Economy

That is not the problem at all

The Problem is 40.8% of all Consumption is CREDIT DRIVEN

This means $ 1.6 in every $ 4 of Consumption is BORROWED

Every US Consumer who spends $ 10,000 a year, actually borrows $ 4,000 which is listed as consumption

Now Mortgages (Homes) form a large chunk of this Credit which is absolutely fine

However Personal Credit, Auto Credit, Education Loans, Healthcare Debt form a massive amount of this credit which is NOT FINE

Healthcare and Personal Credit form more than One Fourth of the Debt owed by an Average Consumer , which in turn makes up for a lot of consumption and hence LOOKS LIKE ECONOMIC GROWTH

This is one problem

The Other is STATE LED EXPENDITURE

In US, of the State Led Expenditure a whopping 27% is Military Industry and Defense Products

Basically the State buying a bunch of defense stuff from their own industries and spending taxpayer money on them

Too much money

Almost on a 1988 USSR Level (41.9%) compared to China (6.68%), India (5.39%), Russia (7.42%) or even Pakistan (11.16%)

That is the other problem


Now China,

In China – Consumption forms 42.30% of the Economy

Of this only 13.77% of the Economy is CREDIT DRIVEN

Mortgage forms almost 85% of this Consumer Debt and thus is secured in BRICKS AND MORTAR AND LAND AND PROPERTY

This is absolutely fine , in fact this is extremely good because Education and Healthcare cause virtually no debt at all

Likewise Exports form 14.9% of Chinas Economy which is a large chunk but much less compared to Vietnam (80%) or Mexico and Canada (36%)

This is NOT A PROBLEM because Exports are evolving in China rapidly

This would have been a problem if CHINESE EXPORTS were of the same value for all these years like CRUDE OIL, NATURAL GAS OR COAL

Chinese Exports have changed from 88.9% Low Value in 2007 to 31.67% Low Value by 2024 & 0.28% High Value in 2007 to 8.45% High Value by 2024

The Problem with China is – Savings!!!

The Problem with China is reluctance to Invest in anything but Gold or State Funds

The More you save , the Less your disposable income is

The Less you invest in Private Industry, the Less invested you are in Technology or Finance or Services

As a result the State invests in most of the Technology driven ventures like Chips, AI, Robots and EV Batteries

Public Investors invest only 10.9% in these ventures while the State invests 82.1%

Unnaturally stacked heavily and causing very low inflation

This is Chinas Problem


So those are the key problems

For the US

  • High deal of Consumer borrowing for Consumption with Personal Credit, Education and Health being unusually high for US
  • A Huge deal of Defense related expenditure (27% of State Led Expenditure) that results in poor infrastructure & very poor social services & income disparities

The US is doing NOTHING to deal with it except kicking the ball further down the road

For China

  • High, Unusually High Savings Rate of 41% which drives down disposable spending
  • Most Investments by State and only 11% by Individuals which means the means to increase wealth is much lesser. You can always be comfortable but becoming rich is much much harder now

However China wants to Change

It has now kept Consumption as a major part of their policy and plan to increase Individual Investments in Private Industry by at least 25% by 2040


So eventually China knows it’s problems and is dealing with it

The US is simply hiding it’s head like an ostrich

That’s the MAJOR DIFFERENCE

What a Night

Written in response to: Your character is getting changed in the bathroom of a nightclub or restaurant, then emerges looking completely different. Why?

Jan Keifer

  The alarm clock was blasting a rock and roll classic from the seventies era, as I groaned and rolled over to silence the noise. My head was spinning and I was out of sorts. My friends had talked me into going out the night before to celebrate my birthday. Being a bartender, I should have known better. The downtown area had a strip of bars and nightclubs and we started at the first one on the block. We would buy a round of drinks and when they were gone, we would head to the next club or bar. I don’t remember much after the fourth bar. I jumped out of bed, ran to the closet and grabbed the only suit I owned. I shook it vigorously to try and get rid of the wrinkles and headed out the door. I got to the restaurant that I worked at and slipped into the bathroom before my boss could see that I was on the edge of being late again. I locked myself into a stall, hung my suit on the hook on the door and sat down to relieve myself. I took off my clothes as I was sitting there and grabbed my suit down off the hook.The bathroom consisted of three stalls on one wall, the bathroom mirror on the opposite wall and two urinals on the wall opposite the door to encourage us to wash our hands on our way out of the bathroom. I heard the door open a few times as my coworkers came and went. I changed into my suit and ran my deodorant, that I keep in my suit pockets for emergencies, under my armpits and up and down my body to cover up the fact that I had not showered this morning. I pulled my electric razor out of another pocket and ran it across my stubble. It is not the first time I have found myself in this predicament, so I always keep my suit pockets filled with emergency toiletry items. I finished my business and opened the door to exit when I saw the creature. I quickly slammed the door again. There was a green-scaly creature in the mirror. It had looked straight at me. I was in full panic mode now. I listened with my ear pressed against the door. I heard the door open and shut and heard some men talking and urinating. The door opened and shut again and then there was silence. I could hear my heart beating. I could not hear any other noises from inside the small three stall bathroom. Maybe it had been my imagination. I did have a lot to drink last night. My banging headache was a testament to that overindulgence. I held my breath and stood up on the toilet so that I could see over the top of the stall. The bathroom was empty. Feeling foolish, I stepped down from the toilet and slowly opened the door.I rub my eyes as I look in the mirror and realize that the creature I saw is me. I groan at the reflection. I was going to kill those so-called buddies of mine next time I see them. I rub my face and the green doesn’t go away, or the scales. I notice that my hands don’t look the same they look strange to me. I walk up to the sink and turn on the water grabbing some paper towels. I soak them and start scrubbing my face. I look up and there I am, green scales. It’s not coming off. They must’ve talked me into tattooing my face last night while I was plastered. Humiliated, I sit down on the floor. The bathroom door opens and a coworker walks in and takes one look at my face and flies back out the door. That’s just great. Now everybody will know. I put my head between my knees and brace myself for the onslaught of coworkers to rush in to see me.The door slams open about thirty minutes later and a couple of people come in pushing a gurney. They grab me and strap me onto the gurney and push me out of the bathroom. My coworkers are gathered by the bathroom door, watching as they wheel me down the hall and to the ambulance waiting just outside the doors. The ambulance crew give me a shot of something and I black out.Slowly, my eyes adjust to the room. I check all my extremities and they are all working in perfect order. I look around and see that I am in some kind of ward. There are about twenty beds and on each bed there is a green-scaled being lying there and looking around as I am now. The one in the bed closest to mine looks at me and said, “You were at Sally’s Bar last night. I remember seeing you there. We all were. Man that was a blast.”“I don’t really remember last night.” I said, trying, desperately to remember the bar. We had gone to several and the last one I remembered was not Sally’s. I didn’t see anyone that I knew lying on those beds. A woman comes in and approaches my bed and she also is green-scaled. “Cramisky, you had us worried when you didn’t show up last night. When you showed up at that restaurant this morning, we knew something wasn’t right. We need to get you back to the place you slept last night and switch your memories back with the person you took over. We just can’t have that kind of behavior from our group.”The crew from the ambulance came and whisked me away to the address they had found in a wallet in my pants pocket. They pulled a set of keys from another of my pockets and opened the door and wheeled me into the house and straight to the bedroom. On the bed was me, only I didn’t have the green scaly complexion.They laid me beside me and gave me another shot. I felt myself slipping away. Hours later, I woke up to my alarm going off. I slap the clock and get up and go into the bathroom. I glance, apprehensively in the mirror, and I laugh. I am not green scaled anymore. It was all a dream. I finish my morning hygiene and return to my closet to grab my suit. It is gone. I look around my house and realize it is gone. I collapse onto the bed realizing it wasn’t a dream.

My coworkers on my last job.

They didn’t know that the police and military are paid out of taxes. When I asked them what they thought taxes were for? “Oh they just divvy that up and keep it. It goes straight in their pockets.” They were all over 50.

The didn’t understand the company 401k. When you get hired they automatically enrolled you at 5% of your pay in a bond fund you can opt out of at any time.

For thirty years they never increased their contributions. Never changed to an equity fund.

After 30 years we were all close to $1,000,000. They were at $100,000. Couldn’t explain it to them no.mstter how we tried.

Same thing with credit card debt. They were getting killed.

Believed every conspiracy theory out there. Loved that shit. Chemtrails for example. They thought the John Wick movies were real.

Forget about inflation. They literally thought the president has a button or app that increases or decreased inflation. That it was that easy and on purpose.

Don’t start me on who pays the tariffs.

One told me I was wrong about the moon and the sun. The sun is actually closer than the moon because we can feel the sun.

The US is more than half the world’s population. It’s actually 4.92%.

Job creation of 2000 a month is good.”That’s a lot of people “ Actually around 200,000 is parity.

A map completely confuses them.

My youngest brother isn’t very bright. He told me the other day that oil comes from dinosaurs. He’s 47.

My ex once said, “They shouldn’t feed bagels to the dogs at the pound. It’s not good for them.” When I looked at the article it said they had lots of beagles at the pound.

My 20 year old neighbor said,” If I had a million dollars I’d be set for life “ I asked him if he would invest it. He said no. Just spend it. When I told him that’s only $20,000 a year for fifty years he got mad. He’s the same one that cut half my lawn. When the mower ran out of gas he thought it was broken.

My new neighbors asked me if the deer in their yard would bite them. They thought the rabbits were the same as squirrels. That they lived in the trees too. Granted they grew up in the city but come on.

The bill at the store was $15.05. They had a fee on debit . I give the cashier a $20 and a nickel because I didn’t want four singles and ninety five cents change in my pocket. No matter how many times I explained it to him he couldn’t understand my change was a five dollar bill. I finally left with four singles, three quarters,two dimes and a nickel.

This country is starting to scare me.

Mind-Blowing Evidence: Pre-Flood Global Civilization?

Well, Donald loudly announced and quickly escalated tariffs on china from early April, only to undo ALL of them 40 days later, give or take.

Scott had to painstakingly arrange a meeting in a neutral venue with the Chinese, dangling enough benefit for them to bite.

Essentially, the Americans were negotiating among themselves, Donald v. Scott. Donald was just practicing the “art of the deal” going all-in with threats and bluffs, while Scott knew the clock was ticking and Halloween shopping was already ruined.

But having already raised tariffs unilaterally to defacto embargo levels, Scott couldn’t lower them without getting the Chinese to agree to an undo together. The political blowback would have been untenable.

Hence the extraordinary joint statement delivered by Scott in a Geneva press conference this past Monday, 9 AM local time.

Joint Statement on U.S.-China Economic and Trade Meeting in Geneva

The White House


The Government of the United States of America (the “United States”) and the Government of the People’s Republic of China (“China”),

Recognizing the importance of their bilateral economic and trade relationship to both countries and the global economy;

Recognizing the importance of a sustainable, long-term, and mutually beneficial economic and trade relationship;

Reflecting on their recent discussions and believing that continued discussions have the potential to address the concerns of each side in their economic and trade relationship; and

Moving forward in the spirit of mutual opening, continued communication, cooperation, and mutual respect;

The Parties commit to take the following actions by May 14, 2025:

The United States will (i) modify the application of the additional ad valorem rate of duty on articles of China (including articles of the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region and the Macau Special Administrative Region) set forth in Executive Order 14257 of April 2, 2025, by suspending 24 percentage points of that rate for an initial period of 90 days, while retaining the remaining ad valorem rate of 10 percent on those articles pursuant to the terms of said Order; and (ii) removing the modified additional ad valorem rates of duty on those articles imposed by Executive Order 14259 of April 8, 2025 and Executive Order 14266 of April 9, 2025.

China will (i) modify accordingly the application of the additional ad valorem rate of duty on articles of the United States set forth in Announcement of the Customs Tariff Commission of the State Council No. 4 of 2025, by suspending 24 percentage points of that rate for an initial period of 90 days, while retaining the remaining additional ad valorem rate of 10 percent on those articles, and removing the modified additional ad valorem rates of duty on those articles imposed by Announcement of the Customs Tariff Commission of the State Council No. 5 of 2025 and Announcement of the Customs Tariff Commission of the State Council No. 6 of 2025; and (ii) adopt all necessary administrative measures to suspend or remove the non-tariff countermeasures taken against the United States since April 2, 2025.

After taking the aforementioned actions, the Parties will establish a mechanism to continue discussions about economic and trade relations. The representative from the Chinese side for these discussions will be He Lifeng, Vice Premier of the State Council, and the representatives from the U.S. side will be Scott Bessent, Secretary of the Treasury, and Jamieson Greer, United States Trade Representative. These discussions may be conducted alternately in China and the United States, or a third country upon agreement of the Parties. As required, the two sides may conduct working-level consultations on relevant economic and trade issues.

This development was so crucial that both sides worked through the night over the weekend to refine the statement in two languages and obtain the go-ahead from both Beijing and Washington.

The Chinese delegation was almost beaming in their own press conference before Scott’s, but they didn’t spoil his carefully prepared party.

Taking stock, America is back to early April, and Washington knows it can’t pull the same bluff again. There are limits to american hegemony, even when deliberately abused.

There is a 90-day respite but tariffs on China are unlikely to rise come august. Current aggregate tariffs on Chinese imports hover around a cumulative 50%, which is already prohibitive and disruptive, especially for SMEs.

America desperately needs Chinese concessions on rare earths, and other specialty metals. Apple and others are dependent on Chinese supply chains. But most importantly, American MNCs do big business in China. There is >1t in revenue at stake.

Picking a fight against an opponent with a deflating asset bubble, low inflation and this century’s lowest domestic rates when one is saddled with the exact opposite set of problems is foolhardy, and possibly deadly.

Beijing can pump prime all it wants because it has unspent monetary and fiscal space to do so. Beijing did not copy the profligate covid spending of the west, despite one of the world’s longest and most stringent zero covid policies worldwide, requiring repeated enforced lockdowns.

Scott, on the other hand, is warning about the impending federal debt ceiling, amidst surging bond yields.

Who won?

No clear winners here but for now, it is advantage China, which holds more cards than many will care to admit while America has been found to deal cards it doesn’t have.

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A Mr. Smart Guy (boss’s pet) at one of my old jobs thought he was so good at pushing his work off on everybody else and getting away with it.

Over the course of a few days, he kept piling a bunch of tasks up that he planned to hit me with. I knew what he was doing, but he didn’t know I was aware.

I had some use-or-lose vacation days coming up and, unbeknownst to him, I scheduled them for the following week.

This coincided with the time he was planning to dump his work on me because there was a deadline. The next Monday was the day before my mini vacation started and as I was about to leave for the day he, in front of a bunch of his friends, starts going over the list of things (his work) that I needed to start on Tuesday and have done before that Thursday’s deadline.

He tells me with a big smirk on his face like he was really about to get away with something. I repeated each task back to him, pretending to be in agony. He nodded after I repeated each task and continued to smirk.

Then I told him it was a shame that I was already scheduled to be on vacation during that time and that he would have to do it himself if he couldn’t find somebody else to unload his work on.

Smirk instantly erased and his friends started laughing at him.

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I still think that the credit should mostly goes to the incompetence of Indian military.

Indian Airforce AEW had its transponder on during the conflict with Pakistan:

Logical explaination should be that…

with transponder on, it might be shot down by Pakistan Airforce; with transponder off, it could be shot down by India Airforce.

India Airforce is just a total chaos, and it just cannot provide sufficient support to Rafale.

Still, Rafale would be shot down by Pakistan’s ZDK-03+J10CE+PL15E anyways even if it was in French Airforce, but at least they’d know it got shot down.

Unlike this time in India, no one knew what happened untill gozilla 4 saw gozilla 3 exploded in the air.


Pakistan has a full set of Chinese equipment, ZDK-03+J10CE+PL15E.

J10CE might be only a missile platform. There could be no difference if it was JF17.

It was the ZDK-03 AEW which locked India’s Rafale the whole time, maybe expect the last 10 second.

What ZDK-03 has is not fire control radar, so Rafale wouldn’t know it got locked, and PL15E could be guided to Rafale quietly.

Once Rafale entered the no-escape zone, PL15E activated its seeker and locked on Rafale.

With the terminal speed of mach 4, there was only 10 seconds for Rafale to leave the last words.


The highlight moment of Rafale was when it shot down a F22 in a battle simulation.

However, dogfight is already a leftover from 3rd gen era, the the world had already entered a new era of Beyond Visual Range combat.

With AEW and dual-pulse rocket, the jet fighter no longer need to do dogfight anymore.

Just shoot and leave, and let AEW and missiles to finish the job.

It’s why China’s 6 gen fighters don’t have vertical stablizers, because they are only missile platforms.

All they need to do are getting closer to the enemy quietly and leave the combat zone ASAP.

Mobility becomes the least important.


Pakistan’s J-10CE receives instant battlefront information from ZDK-03, while India’s Rafale may need to call their AEW on radio for an update.

This air combat was one-way transparent from Pakistan side.


Unfortunately, Indians in the comment section behaved exactly as I predicted.

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By declaring a 10-day holiday for its “victory” over Pakistan, Modi is leading India into ever greater heights of detachment from reality.

You know that the situation is bad when Trump tells Tim Cook of Apple to avoid manufacturing iPhones in India because he thinks India is a bad bet, and has given up on the idea of India as a manufacturing alternative to China.

My guess is that sometime in April this year, the capital markets told Trump that it would take far longer than he originally thought for India’s manufacturing to catch up with China’s, and he needed to take that into consideration in formulating policy.

Do you think it might get so bad that American billionaires will have no choice except to build factories in the US and hiring smart Americans to run those factories, instead of whipping up Americans into a frenzy over how great American AI is going to be after they invest in it on Wall Street? Wouldn’t that be something???!!!

This could all have been avoided if India and Indians just kept quiet and worked hard, without trying to prove to themselves that they were a global power which deserved a seat at the Big Table. The point which they missed is that a seat at the Big Table is not given; it is earned. In China’s case, it was won by 40+ years of hard work by the whole population.

In the case of the US, it got a seat at the Big Table by winning WWII, and getting to set the terms for the world after victory.

What does India have? Any technologies? Any deep thought and insights? Any impressive infrastructure?

No, instead, it only has a media and opinion leaders who spend all their time TALKING TALKING TALKING.

The path to success is built on hard work by many people, most of whom never get the recognition they deserve.

So stop talking and get to work.

Turkey Sausage and Pepper Calzones

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Ingredients

  • 1 tablespoon olive oil
  • 1 small red onion, halved and thinly sliced
  • 1 large red bell pepper, seeded and sliced
  • 2 tablespoons garlic, chopped
  • 1 (10 ounce) can refrigerated pizza dough
  • 1/2 pound Italian seasoned turkey sausage
  • 1/2 cup ricotta cheese
  • 1 cup shredded mozzarella
  • 2 tablespoons Parmesan cheese

Instructions

  1. Cook onion and pepper in oil until soft, add garlic, then sausage until cooked through.
  2. Heat oven to 425 degrees F.
  3. Unroll pizza crust onto cutting board, cut into four 6 x 5 inch rectangles.
  4. Place on baking sheet, evenly distribute cheeses and turkey mixture onto dough rectangles.
  5. Bring opposite corners together and pinch together.
  6. Repeat with remaining sides, and pinch all corners together to form bundles.
  7. Bake for 12 to 15 minutes, until golden brown.
  8. Let cool for 5 minutes before serving.

Attribution

Posted by bailonxys at Recipe Goldmine April 29, 2001.

This was definitely the most original commercial I’ve ever seen!

This woman climbed the tallest building in the world, the Burj Khalifa, to film an advert for Emirates Airlines. Although many doubt its authenticity, it is completely real. This woman is Nicole Smith-Ludvik, who is not only an Emirates flight attendant, but also a professional skydiver. And apparently, she has no sense of vertigo.

With her impeccable smile, uniform, hat and high heels, Nicole stands on a 1.2-square-meter platform on the antenna of the world’s tallest building, while an A380 commercial plane flies behind her. In total, the plane had to make 11 turns around the flight attendant, who was still smiling, to get the ideal shot.

“It was claimed” by one very specific person: Donald Trump.

Anyone with an ounce of actual knowledge has been saying all along that tariffs do not bring money *into* the country.

They make things, both imported and domestic, more expensive. And some of that added expense is revenue for the US Treasury, but not all of it. Some of it is just mark-up, and added costs of dealing with customs brokers, etc. And all the inefficiency they entail, with companies hesitating whether and when to order products, and so on.

It is almost universally agreed among economists that tariffs are a drag on the economy.

But Trump heard a story that back in the 1890s, we had tariffs instead of income tax. He loves that idea!

But it ain’t happening. Now we get income taxes plus tariffs. Plus higher sales taxes on higher priced goods.

Kathrine Steppke

Who paces out in the snow in -35 degree temperature? Size 8 high heal boot tracks overlapped each other in a small circle out in the snow. There was the sound of wind whistling with repetitive shuffling noises in the snow. Snow fell upon our heroine’s tongue as she hyperventilated. The smell of muddy oil hits her nose as a car drives by splashing her. Above her, a balcony door opens and she hears, “What the heck are you doing? You’re going to get sick!” She is buzzed into a white looking apartment building, which easily blends into the snow.She walks up a creaky spiralling stairway to a discoloured red door with a sign that reads, “No dog but beware hangry human.”  On the other side of the door was a cramped hallway leading to the sound of microwave popcorn popping. The air tasted like dust.  A shadow of a man was cast visually appearing from the end of the hallway to the doorway. The man at the end of that shadow was tapping his foot while wearing T-Rex slippers, red boxers, and a handle bar moustache. He tilts his head, asking, “Why were you pacing out in the cold?”Our heroine was unwrapping a pink scarf around her head to reveal little afro puffs in a line coming down the centre of her head and a daisy choker necklace. She took off a long red wool coat and cheetah spotted ski pants. Underneath were bell bottom overalls coloured like a candy cane, and a crocheted green poncho with chunky doves sticking out. She was still hyperventilating and her eyes were shut tight because her tears froze outside, sticking her eyelashes together.The man sat her down in a bean bag chair and quickly made her some instant hot cocoa with bunny shaped marshmallows. He gave her the hot cocoa, which she held tightly in her hand for 10 minutes while he waited for her to talk on the bean bag chair adjacent to her’s. Her eyes fluttered open and she finally said, “I’m pregnant.” He went into his bedroom where she heard a muffled scream. He came out, took a deep breath, and said, “Just how did that happen? I’m trans.” She looked in the other direction and tried to get more words out, “I…”He interjects, “Let me guess. I was visited by an Angel who told me my baby would be the second coming of Christ. I found a monkey paw which granted me wishes and I wished for you to have real sperm. No…that’s not your brand of story. Let me guess. You were abducted by aliens who impregnated you.”She really was abducted by aliens who really did impregnate her.

She looked at him, “Ummm…actually it really was the third one.” He looks at her clenching his jaw and eyes rolling to the back of his head. He takes a deep breath and with praying hands says, “I know you have nowhere to go. I am going to get you an Uber that will take you to a Motel and I will give you enough money for one night. But that’s it. I never want to see your face again.” She bursts into tears with her head in her hands.

 

He goes back into his room. She stays slumped in the bean bag chair with the hot cocoa next to her. She waits an hour and 12 minutes. He comes out of the room. He says, “The Uber is here. Here is the money. Please leave.” She looks into his eyes giving him a pleading look. His face is red pleading back, “Leave!” She gets on her clothes faster than a professional stage actor, runs downstairs and dives into the Uber, where the driver already has the door open.

Upstairs, the man picks up the hot cocoa. The bunnies have somehow retained their shape but they are on opposite ends of the cup looking sad. “Must have been old marshmallows” he grumbles to himself. The bunnies float back to eachother with heads resting on one another. He pours the cocoa down the sink leaving the cup inside. He collapses on the floor wailing loudly. Then, pulls out a picture of himself with her from his back pocket. It reads, “Galilee and Gordy together 4ever.” He rips it up and throws the pieces towards the trash though most pieces land  near his foot, which he tries kicking up in the air, but is unsuccessful again. The dinosaur slipper comes off, spiralling up in the air in an arch shape. He screams just before the dinosaur slipper hits him on the head.

 

Galilee sits in the Uber. The Uber driver wears a fuzzy pink coat with a matching hat and heart shaped sunglasses. She smells of sunscreen. The blinding light from the sun surrounds her. It is now very warm, though the snow outside is still piled high. The uber driver is chewing gum loudly while staring at Galilee. The Uber driver offers Galilee a stick of gum flavoured like strawberries. Galilee stares into space for the length of three Mississippis then waves the gum away. The driver shrugs then introduces herself, “The name’s Honey Milky-way Moore. You’s goin’ to the Strawberry Fields Hotel? Am I goin’ anywhere’s else fo you’s? Galilee says, “How about off a cliff?”

 

Honey turns with her lips quivering and eyes narrowing, “Hey! What’s a matta?” Galilee laments, “You don’t care. You just want to have an excuse to charge me for extra.” Honey notices the time already going in the Uber. She smashes the machine breaking it. Honey says, “Ain’t nothin’ more important than everybody keepin’ everybody safe.” Galilee sighs, “You wouldn’t believe me anyway.” Honey throws her hands up, “Try me. I’ve had some weird crap happen to me. I’ve been visited by spirits, abducted by aliens, and just yesterday I was broken up with by Bigfoot.”

Galilee raises an eyebrow, “As if…wait… did  you say abducted by aliens?” Honey answers, “Yeah. They put some kind of weird equipment in me fo’ their experiments. I think they gave me an STD but Bigfoot, also known as Dennis, did not believe me.” Galilee’s eyes widen, “They did some kind of experiment on me and got me pregnant.” Honey shakes her head, “Ooooh…not much yous can do ‘bout that now that abortion is illegal ‘round here.”

Galilee slumps down.

Honey looks at Galilee up and down. Galilee trembles, “I have nowhere to go after the hotel. I’ll be on the streets.” Honey makes a suggestion, “Yous could sleep at my crib. I know it ain’t safe sleepin’ in a strangers place but it’s gotta be safer than nothin’. Galilee starts to tremble a little less, then turns her head out the window and says, “Yes. Thank you so so much.” Galilee felt a warm embrace though there were no arms around her then she heard a small voice inside her head saying, “You’ll be okay.”

They hunted whales for their oil, not just their fat. There is a difference. Whale oil burned cleaner, brighter than any fuel in the 1800’s. It lit the streets of London and New York. And it greased the machines of the Industrial Revolution.

In fact, from 1835 to 1872, whaling killed more than 300,000 whales in the United States.

It was an utterly inhumane process, but effective. First, men would remove the blubber of the whale in long strips, melting these in the try-pots on deck.

It smelled terrible; it was dangerous at all times. But the profit was enormous.

Whale oil had many uses: it burned in lamps, lubricated fine machinery, and served to make soap and margarine.

But its most valuable product was spermaceti-a wax-like substance, candle-making quality, found only in the sperm whale’s head. Spermaceti oil burned bright and clean. It never became rancid. The very best candles were made of spermaceti.

Whaling created nations, powered American ships across the world, powered technological innovation seeking whale oil.

Coming in the 1860s, kerosene replaced whale oil and spared the whales, but also altered the way humans illuminate their world.

The legacy remains though. Modern industrial lubricants trace their development to whale oil. The first petroleum prospectors called their product “rock oil” to distinguish it from whale oil.

Whaling stopped not because of anything to do with conservation and saving the whales, but because people found something cheaper buried beneath the ground.

The last American whaling ship sailed in 1927. It was a dead industry. The knowledge of rendering whale oil did not die.

Some countries are still killing whales, but nowadays for their meat, not oil. Whale oil has seen its age. It has left its marks in the annals of mankind.

Cordon Bleu Stromboli

Favorite Cordon Bleu ingredients all wrapped up make this Stromboli a sure hit.

Cordon Bleu Stromboli

Prep: 30 min | Bake: 30 min | Yield: 8 servings

Ingredients

  • 1 Loaf Rhodes Bread Dough or 8 Rhodes Texas Rolls, thawed to room temperature
  • 1 1/2 tablespoons butter, softened
  • 1 tablespoon mustard
  • 8 ounces thinly sliced deli ham
  • 1 cup grated Swiss cheese
  • 8 ounces thinly sliced deli chicken
  • 1/2 teaspoon rosemary
  • Smoked paprika

Instructions

  1. Spray counter top lightly with nonstick cooking spray. Roll loaf or combined rolls into a 10 x 18 inch rectangle.
  2. Spread dough with butter and then with mustard.
  3. Top with ham, cheese and chicken.
  4. Sprinkle rosemary over chicken.
  5. Starting with a long side, carefully fold the dough over in thirds making sure the toppings stay in place.
  6. Pinch the seam closed, fold ends over the top and pinch to seal.
  7. Turn the Stromboli over and place on a sprayed baking sheet with seams on the bottom.
  8. With a knife, lightly score the top.
  9. Sprinkle with smoked paprika.
  10. Cover with sprayed plastic wrap and let rise for 30 minutes.
  11. Remove plastic and bake at 375 degrees F for 25 to 30 minutes.

Attribution

Recipe and photo used with permission from: Rhodes Bake-N-Serv

I was just been driving for a few years back in 1979, though I knew a bit of car mechanics and done basic maintainance myself, I was far from competent.

I was studying in a university far from the city and had a lot of slopes, so eventually I decided to save some money to buy an old car. It was a small MG of 1300 cc engine, as my family had also a MG sedan before, I felt confidence to work on the car to save maintainance costs.

After a few weeks of driving I tried to do a routine check on tires, oil level, water level and other fluidslike battery, coolants, etc, and cleaning the filters spark plug contacts. The brake fluid was a bit low and I found a can of brake fluid marked Dot 3 on the label. I believed it was from the last owner and both color, stickness seemed exactly like those inside the cylinder. I refilled to the normal level and tried a few times and everything seemed alright. Then I drove it from the hostel to the train station which was a 1000 meters downhill.

Then I noticed that something was not right and I was losing the brakes and the speed was increasing. Fortunately I was not panic and I had a good teacher that taughte driving. I used a double clutching and downgear from 4 to 1 and using the hand brake to assist me for turning a corner. To me it was almost a miracle that I reached the bottom and founded a parking space without hitting another car or person.

After that, I had to drain all brake fluids and filled them with proper one.

Hermes Whistleblower & Chinese Manufacturers TEAM UP To BURY Hermes For Fraud?!

https://youtu.be/LL7Qq7q-0UM

Americans are exceedingly proud of their country but are struggling to accept and shrugging off the real world decline of their empire.

The background is this –

  1. Trump’s cabinet meetings is a gathering of billionaires and multi-millionaires who made their fortune offshoring American jobs to East Asia for massive profits and returns. Boom!
  2. There has been no historical precedence that the richest people in America who hold political power had intentionally and collectively increased massive taxes on themselves or reduced their net worth significantly for the common man. Boom!
  3. Had CIA and USAID left the world alone, peace and security would be given a real chance in many parts of the world. The American military industrial complex would be decimated and NATO would cease to exist. Boom!
  4. The Middle East’s endless conflicts are sustained by British and American interests and intervention. The large Muslim populations in China, Indonesia and Malaysia fended off Western interference in their politics. Their Muslim populations don’t carry assault rifles fighting religious wars and killing Westerners in their countries. Boom!
  5. US Navy is sending a second aircraft carrier group to the Red Sea for god sake. You are bombing the Houthis who are wearing sandals and living in tents. NYT published an exclusive story of US Generals failing to lead Ukraine to victory over Russia. Americans cannot accept that the US military is no longer able to win wars. It is impossible to prevail against China in a war in their neighborhood. Boom!
  6. MAGA, in the eyes of foreigners outside America, is in essence a restoration of Anglo-Saxon white supremacy ideology to regain control of America. Every single race, ethnic group and civilization has intelligent and competent people. Killing DEI is ethnic cleansing of non-white intelligentsia from America’s government, schools and companies. Boom!
  7. Almost every image on Western media on the deportation of illegal migrants are those from poor countries, and they are yellow, brown and black. There are illegals who are poor and white but they are not targets. If there are big illegal migration of poor White Christians from Central and Northern Europe to America, the narrative will be completely different. This is not just a class war or a simple border protection issue. Boom!
  8. Tariffs are the final defense in America’s hasty retreat to protect its homeland from being overwhelmed by foreign capital and goods. It is not a show of strength but a signal of weakness. China retaliated quickly with 34% tariffs on US products because America has no strong leverage over them. The bald eagle cannot flex her claws if the dragon’s claws have grown 3 times your size. Boom!

The truth is this –

  1. Tariffs did not stop China’s economic growth every single year since it was imposed. Dotcom bust, the banking crisis, the great recession and Covid did not stop them. Wake the hell up and open your eyes. Boom!
  2. Tariffs from the No.1 economy will force the rest of the world to look for No.2 for help. The rest of the world is not going to sit there and do nothing. Boom!
  3. Tariffs will force some manufacturing back to the US. But the factories coming back are for the domestic markets only. You cannot export product from US factories that are uncompetitive outside the US. Americans will make products for Americans only at higher prices. That’s what it is. Boom!
  4. Tariffs are a double-edged sword. Trump has given every single country the flexibility to use tariffs against American companies and goods. And it will become acceptable to do that with strength in numbers. Boom!
  5. Tariffs are the fastest and most immediate way to regressively tax the working and middle class. Someone needs to pay for Trump’s tax cuts. US$9.2T of US debt is due soon this year and the rich, the corporations and foreign countries are unwilling to continue funding America’s debt. The billionaires and ultra rich sitting in Trump’s cabinet simply will not let the tax cuts lapse. They will let the tariffs kick in, their profits will be lesser but still significant and they don’t have to pay more taxes. Boom!

Trump is going to console Americans with some manufacturing job wins and display America’s “strength” by bullying small countries.

The big victory goes to China as it is continues its relentless march with many more friends scared off by erratic America. Just watch!

Sir Whiskerton and the Great Quack-tastrophe: A Tale of Yodeling Fish, Diva Ducks, and a Saxophone Full of Regret

Ah, dear reader, prepare your eardrums and loosen your dancing shoes for a tale so musically chaotic, so aquatically absurd, that even the scarecrow might tap a straw foot. Today’s story is one of unrequited quacks, hypnotic harmonies, and a love so loud it could shatter glass. So grab your feather boas, steady your rhythm (good luck), and join me for Sir Whiskerton and the Great Quack-tastrophe: A Tale of Yodeling Fish, Diva Ducks, and a Saxophone Full of Regret.


A Duck in Love (And Desperate for a Duet)

Ferdinand the Duck stood atop the pond’s lone lily pad, saxophone in wing, heart aflutter. Below him, the object of his affection floated like a sequined dream: Lady Quacka, resplendent in her diamond-encrusted goggles and a cape made entirely of recycled gum wrappers.

  • “My dearest Lady Quacka,” Ferdinand declared, striking a pose. “Tonight, our voices shall entwine like two harmonious noodles in the soup of love!”

  • “Darling, I adore noodles,” Lady Quacka purred, adjusting her boa. “But can you hit a high C without fainting?”

  • “Watch me!” Ferdinand inhaled deeply—and promptly blew a bubble through his saxophone.

BLORP.

The bubble floated lazily between them, reflecting their stunned faces.

  • “…Modern art?” Ferdinand offered weakly.


Enter the Yodeling Fish (Because of Course)

Just as Ferdinand prepared for a second attempt, the pond’s surface rippled. Then—YODEL-AY-HEE-HOO!

From the depths emerged The Yodeling Fish, a trio of synchronized swimmers with voices like haunted accordions. Their melody swept across the farm like a tidal wave of why.

  • “Is that… opera?” Lady Quacka gasped, mistaking their yodels for a rival diva. “UNACCEPTABLE! NO ONE OUT-SINGS THE QUACKA!”

But it was too late. The fish’s hypnotic tune took hold:

  • Doris the Hen began line-dancing with a rake.

  • Porkchop the Pig waltzed with a bewildered garden gnome.

  • The Farmer, entranced, two-stepped with Bartholomew the Piñata, whispering, “You’ve always been my best scarecrow.”

Even Sir Whiskerton found himself marching in perfect formation, muttering, “I hate how catchy this is.”


Love vs. Hypnosis: The Battle of the Beaks

Ferdinand, miraculously unaffected (thanks to his earplugs—“A musician’s secret!”), realized the stakes: If he didn’t serenade Lady Quacka now, she’d spend eternity yodel-waltzing with a catfish.

He leapt onto a floating log, saxophone at the ready.

  • “FOR LOVE!” he squawked, launching into a jazzy rendition of Fly Me to the Pond.

The fish faltered. The farm animals wobbled. Lady Quacka, torn between yodeling and jazz hands, clutched her heart.

  • “Ferdinand, you fool!” she cried. “That’s… actually kind of sweet!”

SPLASH.

The spell broke. The fish, offended, retreated with a final YODEL-AY-HOO… goodbye.


The End.

Post-Credit Scene:
Chef Remy LeRaccoon serves “Yodel-Flavored Gelato” made from pond water. The animals take one bite and immediately line-dance into the sunset.


Best Lines:

  • “Our voices shall entwine like two harmonious noodles in the soup of love!” – Ferdinand, romantic linguist

  • “NO ONE OUT-SINGS THE QUACKA!” – Lady Quacka, diva on the edge

  • “You’ve always been my best scarecrow.” – The Farmer, hypnotized and heartfelt


Starring:

  • Ferdinand the Duck (Jazz-Hands Romeo & Bubble Saxophonist)

  • Lady Quacka (Sequined Superstar & Reluctant Yodel Fan)

  • The Yodeling Fish (Aquatic Boy Band & Unwitting Villains)


Key Jokes:

  • Lady Quacka’s cape is labeled “100% Genuine Fake Diamonds (Probably).”

  • The fish’s backstory: “Experiment #47: Glow Pickles + Tuba = ???”Remy’s notes

  • Sir Whiskerton’s hypnotized march includes very precise salutes to mailbox.


Moral:

True love means embracing each other’s quirks—even if those quirks involve hypnotic yodeling or saxophone bubbles.


P.S.

Remember: If life gives you yodeling fish, don’t make gelato. (Or do. We’re not your boss.)

Nissan is dead to me, they turned down the lifeline Honda gave them.

They think they can make it solo with their new radical line of vehicles, and I wish them the very best of British luck. Closing 2 factories now with 5 more planned to go under. The company has always had issues it has been hit or miss, and then they soon screw up the good stuff.

Hopefully, when the Chinese try to acquire Nissan, they decide to be acquired by another Japanese brand.

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I watch MM’s Merry Christmas video “Watch what you say in this reality”.
I think maybe that not such much MM followers are base in the USA, is because the USA is widely apart from the Domain but holding their and other countries’ megaphones, maybe with God which they think that’s God. To “make America great again” which as a thought kind of like the USA is the center or the core of world, I thought but not with much power, that I thought few times (I don’t remember how many times, maybe just one.) that the “group(?) of” MM followers doesn’t have the sign of “the USA as the center / core”.

By the way, I don’t know will someone misunderstand something from “huge interpretation” or “explaination” I wrote yesterday (finish day).

(In my new standard, there should be some independance grave accents following alphabets, but instead, they changed the word type and disappear. And you can choose to read or ignore my standard. I found I can’t delete the comment which is hanging below of the comment of huge interpretation, but now I don’t know do I want to delete it.)

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