yeah, they've got it all mapped out
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For EVERYONE. So you might understand why other countries are turning on us.
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another man you KNOW is not lying
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Yes, every bit as great as Lavrov and grown right here at home. L. Fletcher Prouty. I'm thinking if you take the time to get this overview from Corbett, you will FINALLY sit down and listen to the playlist I was hecktoring you about quite some time ago. It NEVER will be a waste of anyone's time, but it might dry up from the internet someday, when you will want your children and grandchildren to have the resource to pass down to their children and grandchildren. You know, it might be better for our kids to listen to this man INSTEAD of laboring away in what we only like to call "schools" these days.
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love,
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what do you call the world?
you KNOW he's not lying
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Not EVEN exaggerating. It's never not plain truth coming out of Lavrov. He is maybe THE greatest diplomat the world has EVER seen, and even if you are a nasty person who does not like or trust anything to do with Russia, Sergey Lavrov is BIGGER than a rock star, AND he's got some already rock star underlings. If anyone left in the West had an OUNCE of sense left, we'd be sending bright young people to Russia to study under Sergey Lavrov.
You CAN'T be a liar. You CAN'T break your word. You MUST be truthful and reasonable beyond the beyond to be an asset to your people, an asset to ALL people, EVERYWHERE.
No. REALLY. Stop and think about it.
We do not stand a chance if we don't have SOLID diplomats... and we absolutely do NOT have them now. NONE of them. State has been an absolute cesspool for waaaaaay too long. It MUST change.
Or we're toast. The whole rest of the world will swat us — splat — like bugs... and we will have deserved it richly. So, truly, THINK about this.
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love,
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russia
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true humans
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what do you call the world?
you might ask yourself
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WHAT is a 70-year-old woman doing listening to Mötley Crüe? And, indeed, well you might ask, but I am now the goddess of happy campers. To translate: I got hospice to help me bring out the big guns to settle Billy's hash. Peace is now upon us. Two little old ladies can now pretty much handle the load if we take all our vitamins and get enough SLEEP... plus, of course, regular check-ins from people with muscles.
But, I tell you what! There ARE medications that keep lunatic claustrophobes who CANNOT get out of bed from constantly trying and bellowing about their predicament. The entire neighborhood was feeling the need to shoot him out of bed and into the ocean the first night we got him back from he hospital.
Holy crap, you ain't seen someone whose lungs barely work anymore, with brain tumors and half his body almost completely useless and STILL able to send everyone within a mile radius into panic mode. Berit and I had to sit there like a wrinkly brick wall until we could get the stuff that WORKS!
Not only do I now have the stuff that works, but I have two backup levels of what we Doctors Feelgood like to call "magic hammers". I told Billy I would make positive his exit is as pleasant as ever we can make anything this unpleasant, and that I would make CERTAIN all his wishes were carried out, AND I'M DOING IT.
Dammit. Don't fuck with me.
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fifty years later
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If only for their sakes, would you please stop being a pinhead?
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living in chaos and a macgregor bonus
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Yesterday began at three ayem, with the need to call the paramedics. Lots of VERY handsome young men came in and drilled us and carted Billy off to the hospital. Berit and I got our ducks in a row and followed later, over the mountain and through the pandemonium of the modern world to the hospital. The whole day was a tangle of telephone conversations and credit cards and nibbles on cold fast food. We dropped at approximately 7pm and slept through the night for the first time in some days.
Hospice people are WONDERFUL. It's just they come at you fast and plentifully when you are in the least optimal shape for dealing with them. Before a peaceful demise comes pandemonium... strangers rattling off information so fast your worried mind tries to run for cover.
Other than that, all is about as well as can be, and the sound of the ocean out the window helps SO much.
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macgregor
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I might've already posted this, but things have been a bit chaotic, and I need to drop. So, heck, still good.
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