could this be a turning point?


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Dare we hope?


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i think she sort of phoned this one in


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But it's still food for thought, and reminded me how much I wish Dan Carlin would look at these angles when he does his utterly fabulous history podcasts.


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animated at last


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Less like a puppy hound and more like Hugo... at last.


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anyone going to pin this on russia?


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Anybody tried yet, or do we begin to take counsel from CNN on the wages of sin? I mean, I'm not sure nearly as many people believe all that crap about Russia as they make it seem. They were making it PC to dis Putin and treat Russia as an enemy, but, well, WTF guys?


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the resentful bitter failure taking an axe to the admirable success


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It's not about Christianity.


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i guess this might have something to do with it


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Just a guess. I don't know about you, but this horrific din over Russia, Russia, Russia, when there's NO proof and the CIA has the full capability to make anything look like it came from Russia, has carved out a big enough bite from both our constitution and our national security already... aside from all the fear and violence and global mindfucking, that is.


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did anything big happen today?


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I was forced down a legal well and did not eat the whole day... emails, code sections, surprise switcheroos, seriously unprofessional process servers charging for a service not requested, monster efforts to make looong stories succinct, and proof reading until I realized I was no longer capable of seeing a word I'd written. My head is swimming and hurting, and all I know is I was still able to see this somehow before I dropped like a stone into an aspirin laced stupor.


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cheerful morning info dump


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I am being sarcastic.


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iodine, fuckers, iodine


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It's not just good for women.


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dear pcr, because they'll kill his grandkids


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I just read a comment lodged somewhere in the pipes that said, "If I can still have WiFi after WW3, I'm all for it."
What explains the deafness of the West? The answer is arrogance and hubris.

As the presstitute media is incapable of reason, I will do their job for them. I call for an immediate face-to-face meeting between Trump and Putin at Reykjavik. Cold War II, begun by Clinton, George W. Bush, and Obama, must be ended now.

So, where is President Trump? Why is the President of the United States unable to rise to the challenge? Why isn’t he the man Ronald Reagan was? Is it, as David Stockman says, that Trump is incapable of anything except tweeting?

Why hasn’t President Trump long ago ordered all intercepts of Russian chatter gathered, declassified, and made public? Why hasn’t Trump launched a criminal prosecution against John Brennan, Susan Rice, Comey, and the rest of the hit squad that is trying to destroy him?

Why has Trump disarmed himself with an administration chosen by Russiaphobes and Israel?

As David Stockman writes, Trump “is up against a Deep State/Dem/Neocon/mainstream media prosecution” and “has no chance of survival short of an aggressive offensive” against those working to destroy him. But there is no Trump offensive, “because the man is clueless about what he is doing in the White House and is being advised by a cacophonous coterie of amateurs and nincompoops. So he has no action plan except to impulsively reach for his Twitter account.”

Our president twitters while he and Earth itself are pushed toward destruction.
I responded. If I'm alive, he's not going to have WiFi.


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it is 65º in my house!


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My damn thermostat would not drop below 70º, even at dawn, for three days! So I just changed out of my supremely threadbare approximation of a part of a t-shirt that has been my only garment for these three days, when I was wearing one, and into my huge alpaca sweater, only, and am flitting around with all my doors and windows still open and Beethoven blaring out them because all the neighbors close enough to hear are either deaf and asleep or on vacation.
Then, brothers, it came. Oh bliss, bliss and heaven. I lay all nagoy to the ceiling, my gulliver on my rookers on the pillow, glazzies closed, rot open in bliss, slooshying the sluice of lovely sounds. Oh, it was gorgeousness and gorgeosity made flesh. The trombones crunched redgold under my bed, and behind my gulliver the trumpets threewise silverflamed, and by the door the timps rolling through my guts and out again crunched like candy thunder. Oh, it was wonder of wonders. And then, a bird of like rarest spun heavenmetal, or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now, came the violin solo above all the other strings, and those strings were like a cage around my bed. Then flute and oboe bored, like worms of like platinum, into the thick thick toffee gold and silver. I was in such bliss, my brothers. —Anthony Burgess [A Clockwork Orange]
And now I shall giddy to bed... confident of ocean air cleaning me as I sleep.


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putin in the crimea today


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Visting the international children's camp that was nearly decimated during the Ukraine years. I balked at the uniforms, thinking them too reminiscent of Hitler Youth, but decided to google around for pictures and stories of Artek. The uniforms are about all the poor kids they bring in for free. They don't have to pay for the proper gear for activities, and the camp is year-round, providing everything for the campers and feeding them real food, too.

Looks like Putin prioritized it for renovations and they're back in business, but what really nailed me, while sniffing around the search engines, was finding this letter from Yuri Andropov to a ten-year-old American girl:
Dear Samantha,

I received your letter, which is like many others that have reached me recently from your country and from other countries around the world.

It seems to me – I can tell by your letter – that you are a courageous and honest girl, resembling Becky, the friend of Tom Sawyer in the famous book of your compatriot Mark Twain. This book is well known and loved in our country by all boys and girls.

You write that you are anxious about whether there will be a nuclear war between our two countries. And you ask are we doing anything so that war will not break out.

Your question is the most important of those that every thinking man can pose. I will reply to you seriously and honestly.

Yes, Samantha, we in the Soviet Union are trying to do everything so that there will not be war on Earth. This is what every Soviet man wants. This is what the great founder of our state, Vladimir Lenin, taught us.

Soviet people well know what a terrible thing war is. Forty-two years ago, Nazi Germany, which strove for supremacy over the whole world, attacked our country, burned and destroyed many thousands of our towns and villages, killed millions of Soviet men, women and children.

In that war, which ended with our victory, we were in alliance with the United States: together we fought for the liberation of many people from the Nazi invaders. I hope that you know about this from your history lessons in school. And today we want very much to live in peace, to trade and cooperate with all our neighbors on this earth — with those far away and those near by. And certainly with such a great country as the United States of America.

In America and in our country there are nuclear weapons — terrible weapons that can kill millions of people in an instant. But we do not want them to be ever used. That's precisely why the Soviet Union solemnly declared throughout the entire world that never — never — will it use nuclear weapons first against any country. In general we propose to discontinue further production of them and to proceed to the abolition of all the stockpiles on Earth.

It seems to me that this is a sufficient answer to your second question: 'Why do you want to wage war against the whole world or at least the United States?' We want nothing of the kind. No one in our country–neither workers, peasants, writers nor doctors, neither grown-ups nor children, nor members of the government–want either a big or 'little' war.

We want peace — there is something that we are occupied with: growing wheat, building and inventing, writing books and flying into space. We want peace for ourselves and for all peoples of the planet. For our children and for you, Samantha.

I invite you, if your parents will let you, to come to our country, the best time being this summer. You will find out about our country, meet with your contemporaries, visit an international children's camp – Artek – on the sea. And see for yourself: in the Soviet Union, everyone is for peace and friendship among peoples.

Thank you for your letter. I wish you all the best in your young life.

Y. Andropov
And never forget the Soviets in history who proved to eternity the truth of his words.


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some fabulous news


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But it just reminds me of the old Bulgarian Zen monk I knew who'd caught shrapnel in his left arm in WWII, while saving some American troops, and he would not let them amputate it. He kept his arm, but the bone infection never was gone all the way. He'd get nuked with antibiotics, and even radiation once as I recall, but the infection would always return eventually and scare the snot out of any of the radiologists having a look at the problem. Tough as nails, and stubborn as fuck, he finally died with his left arm still attached to his body.


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a new one


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It's good practice for those of us who do not want to take every single thing liars print as fact. It's why I wanted to get my doctoral degree in Out There in the first place. It helps you remember to do your own separating live from Memorex, real from fake, fact from fiction, lies from truth... forces you to use more of your own faculties and/or to be less judgmental and more discerning.


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old uncle dave is rubbing his hands together


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Not as good as an astroid, but....


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shotgun wedding


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Tribal justice is superior.


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yeah, no


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The more likely scenario is something's propelling them or their food there.

I mean, it's not hurting that Russia hasn't poisoned the area with drilling muds, but, truly, the orca have lately been able to reach further north in the summers and they've been having a picnic. I'm sure all their prey are adapting.


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