That, or I have developed rapid onset illiteracy in the last year.
10.03.2026 19:14
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That, or I have developed rapid onset illiteracy in the last year.
My neighbour told me Kuwaiti air defence keeps eating his F-15s so I asked how many F-15s he had and he told me he just goes and gets another F-15 so I said it sounds like he's just feeding F-15s to Kuwaiti air defence and then his daughter started crying
Raytheon Executive: I know you’re skeptical about buying American again. But hear me out. The MIM-104 Patriot is the only surface to air missile system with a proven track record of success against the US Air Force.
Danish Defense Minister: Continue.
15 years, and still fighting for justice. There’s much about Christchurch to celebrate. But there’s much ongoing trauma that is simply ignored. We should be better than this.
You are a scholar and a gentleman!
*trial ffs
Is there any music worse than hold music? Even “good” music sounds like it’s being blasted at you through a draw of socks. Is this deliberate, forcing a trail by endurance (conspiracy), or just really poor attention to customer experience (cock-up)? Either way those responsible should be punished.
No Ben, you are a dangerous radical. I continue to insist that T20 doesn’t exist.
humans do not host the Muppet Show, Kermit the Frog hosts the Muppet Show! there i said it, i got it off my chest
Typically it’s the curse of Apollo that’s the giveaway.
Text: Fear and Loathing: Closer to th... is with The Smitten Kit... and 3 others. • Following 1d • S The revolution did not arrive with speeches, pamphlets, or a carefully moderated Zoom call about optics. It arrived in a cardboard box full of clearance-bin dildos, under purple neon light. We were standing inside Smitten Kitten like lunatics planning the world's dumbest coup. The place glowed like a queer cathedral built by horny anarchists. Purple light everywhere. Shelves of lubricated possibility. Staff who had absolutely seen some shit in their lives, but not this specific flavor of organized insanity. We explained, that we were bulk-buying dozens of dildos because we intended to psychologically dismantle a federal law enforcement agency at a hotel protest.
Text: Nobody flinched. Nobody laughed nervously. Nobody asked, "Are you okay?" They just nodded like hardened revolutionaries and said, "Okay, how many?" Arianne started sorting through colors like a warlord assembling a Pride parade for ANTIFA. Neon pink. Mint green. Electric blue. Flesh-toned beige that screamed "HR violation." Short kings. Long gods. Curved menaces. Blunt-force disrespect dicks. Matt Wagner examined girth ratios like he was calibrating a NASA payload. Chance Meeting filmed everything like an embedded journalist in the Dumbest War of All Time. I stood there realizing we had crossed a sacred threshold into a better version of America that cable news will never be emotionally equipped to understand.
Text: Then Arianne turned to the camera, radiant and feral, and said the words that permanently altered the course of protest history: "I'm going to hand out big dicks to little-dick ICE agents." The Geneva Convention disintegrated. The Founding Fathers wept. Somewhere, a federal HR manager clutched their chest and whispered, "No. Not like this." We walked out of Smitten Kitten carrying a box of dildos like it was radioactive plutonium wrapped in hope. The neon sign behind us glowed like it had just joined the rebellion. Arianne cradled that box like a newborn baby destined to grow up and ruin someone's career. Chance kept filming. Matt looked like a proud dad. I felt like l had accidentally joined a cult that only worshipped humiliation.
Text: Then we did something truly unhinged. We went to dinner. Because even revolutionaries have blood sugar needs. Two doors down sits Beckett's, warm and civilized and filled with the scent of real food instead of revolution and silicone. We sat like normal human beings, ordered meals like responsible adults, and plopped our box of dildos on the table like it was a deeply obscene centerpiece. Hot food. Soft lighting. A cardboard box full of rubberized middle fingers. The contrast was so beautiful it should have been framed. Arianne was smiling—not a polite smile, not a tired smile, but the full-throttle, eyes-crinkling, I am about to ruin someone's whole week smile.
Hey #Resisters!
This is probably the most beautiful and hilarious protest story you’ll find.
Is there violence? Yes.
But this is protesting with “Tactical Frivolity”, which has become the key phrase for #ICE protests, inspired by #Portland
This story happened in #Minneapolis
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CHARLES RAFFERTY The Problem with Early Warnings People don't like to leave a party unless the house is actually on fire. Even then, if the flames are far enough away to be pretty, they'll finish their drink, take one more pass at the hors d'oeuvres. How things happen has always been unclear. Hurricanes begin in a place where no one lives. Agents of the government start to wear masks. Fascism is a word my neighbors won't use yet. They are following the law, they say, and the sirens are coming for someone else.
This hit so fucking hard today.
Let's reset the terms of the debate. theracket.news/p/when-will-...
i've been out in minneapolis all day, talking to locals and trying to wrap my head around the murder of alex pretti. it's 11.23pm, and this is what i've arrived at. please RT, it's free to read: www.webworm.co/alexpretti/
Mafia goon: Nice house you got here...it'd be a shame if something happened to it
Media outlets: Mafia goon rules out use of force. Expresses regret at the mere thought of it
Additional reminder: Stop presuming all unhoused people have addiction or mental health issues. But if they do, they're not less deserving of assistance and basic human empathy because they're extra icky and inconvenient. Choose not to be that asshole. #nzpol
alright here you go
We’re in the series reboot so of course it’s riddled with farce.
French Bay in Akaroa harbour on a still mid-January morning. Panorama captures from Akaroa Beach on the left to Daly’s Wharf on the right. (Aotearoa/NZ)
Grateful that despite the world burning I’m still able to enjoy the essentials of a New Zealand summer. Bliss.
We may be an ocean away, but there are many of us in Aotearoa quietly cheering on every one of you Americans who are standing up, speaking out & taking action today against your govt's latest acceleration towards full-on fascism & war. Solidarity & strength from the deep south of the planet. #nzpol
For the love of all that is meaningful to you, if you want a better world, fight for it. The world is burning and the reflex is to post about how terrible it is. Stop yelling into the void. Don’t mourn, organise! Think it needs to be done better? Do it better. Join up. Rediscover solidarity. FFS.
Dear USA:
We are disgusted, horrified but disappointingly, not surprised.
And if you want a Mamdani, you need to volunteer with a ground campaign. You need to talk to people irl about the policies your candidate is fronting and why they're a good thing.
It's not just charisma, it's support. Support against bad actors and support to rally wider political momentum.
A new outreach service for homeless people in Christchurch is finding an increase in elderly people without a home.
I’ve done some catalogue searching and am fairly confident in saying that 5/10 titles in this list do not exist (1, 2, 4, 5 and 7).
Sloppy, unacceptable, and a real kick in the guts to real authors with real books they’d love people to buy and read!
Oh no!
Try Shirley Library - right next to the mall.
Don’t forget the heat sinks
