WWIII has already started. I mean, obviously. Well, if you have a brain attached.
Future historians will mark the date of its commencement as of February 20, 2014, the first Russian invasion of Ukraine. I’m guessing it’ll end somewhere around 2040, unless we nuke ourselves all to hell. Then it could be sooner.
— Retro Firearms (@RetroFirearms) February 16, 2025
Also known as the North Florida minimum load-out.
My dad would also have a snubnose .38 in an ankle holster (no, I am not making that up).
Agreed. Other than being about attempted control, I think this is why so many women resort to the “YOU ONLY WANT SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111” nonsense after you go on a couple of dates and then make any mention at all of what the next steps of dating might look like.
Look, lady, if I only wanted sex I wouldn’t be traditional dating and I also need to know that you’re not way more freaky than I’m comfortable with or want to participate in. I ain’t choking anybody or peeing on anybody, sorry. And that’s important information to have.
Sorry about your past trauma. However, you can deal with it alone if you want to take out on me whatever it was that some other dude did.
Airport Scam – Only Need X Euros to Get Home.
A common scam, and an old one. I first got this one during the 1990s (no, I did not give any money).
I’m sure it’s been going on since airports existed, and before that since trains and before that, since carriages pulled by horses were the the latest thing.
What’s fascinating about the Fat Acceptance and Health at Any Size movements is that no one truly bought that it was possible to be healthy at 400 pounds, or that vying with a tractor-trailer for mass was anything good. Even the people espousing this did not in fact actually believe it — which was obvious if you merely listened to how they talked about it.
These movements born of despair were always designed to be a psy-op, as much to convince themselves than to sway anyone else.
And now it’s all getting torpedoed by semaglutides.
I understand that those twin crusades sprung from people not feeling like they were regarded as fully human. And trust me, I get it. How much differently I’m treated now (particularly by women) that I look like I stepped out of an Avengers film is telling. It is a different world.
But that doesn’t make being the size of shipping container healthy, or change reality in any other way. Alas.
Literally riding motorbikes over landmines. I assume they must be desperate to try and advance this way https://t.co/l5NQ65IVeq
— David Hambling (@David_Hambling) February 17, 2025
I’ve seen some stupid stuff in my life, but this is next level dumbassery. But that is how the Russians roll…quite literally.
The quest to offend no one leads to art that elevates and inspires no one.
Appropriate everything, says what’s true, look into the darkness, cast aspersions and dent your helmet bashing through to the truth. One should not aim to offend, but excising anything with power and beauty is what the goal of removing all possibility of the offensive ineluctably leads toward.
All good art is offensive in the original Latin sense: it hits you, it moves you, it strikes against you. Otherwise, it’s worthless.
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Lost Souls by Poppy Z. Brite (now Billy Martin) fits the bill.
That is a gloriously depraved fucking book, largely forgotten (no one mentions it in the Reddit thread). It’s worth reading but it’s dark, it’s beyond weird and it is perverse like only early 1990s literature was allowed to be. No sensitivity readers then.
Looking back at my paratrooper days and how buck fucking wild I was, it’s amazing I survived.
But I did. Here I am.