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Vacuum Theorem.
Followers rush in behind you so hard you can't turn back.
Being copied isn't theft.
It's proof you were right.
Only safe move is forward.
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There were Democrat victories yesterday.
This should remind you that the world is a dangerous place.
For instance, something as innocuous as women's beach volleyball, lots of wrist injuries...for the spectators.
Arrest him, criminally, let the state work that side out.
100% use the civil side, OJ-style, lis pendens, judgement lien he put his house up as collateral with that backhand.
Here's something crazy I just thought up!
USAID is gone, a thousand DOJ poll watchers are on the ground....if my theory is right we’re about to find out the Democrats stopped being a real party somewhere around Obama.
BLUF: they've been cheating since Obama, no real gain in voyers, only stuffing The ballot box, now they're about to get exposed by lack of funding and poll watching.
The combination does two things at once. It cuts off one funding stream that fed the same networks that later showed up in domestic political operations, and it puts eyes on the counting tables that used to operate with almost no external visibility.
A thousand observers do not guarantee a perfect election. They do raise the cost of the small, repeated irregularities that only work when nobody is watching. When the people who process ballots after the polls close suddenly have to explain anomalies in real time, the margin for error shrinks.
That matters if a meaningful share of recent Democratic margins depended on the expanded mail balloting, third-party collection, and reduced verification standards (fraud) which let the Democrats win even as the party was dwindling in actual popular support.
There has been falling support among working-class, rural, and Hispanic voters for Dems. A party that is losing ground among those groups cannot keep producing the same margins by simply turning out its existing base. Something else has to make up the difference, fraud
If it has been fraud propping up a failing party then getting rid of fraud will show the gap between the official totals and the underlying registration and identification trends that have been visible for years.
The presence of observers and the removal of at least one major organizational funding channel make the gap harder to maintain. A normal party loses ground when its voters leave and then either changes its positions or accepts smaller margins until it rebuilds.
It does not require ever-larger volumes of ballots that arrive through weaker chain of custodychannels just to stay competitive.
If the correction is large, the last fifteen years will look less like a two-party system nearly neck and neck, than substantially diverging lines on a graph.
That is the reset. The observers are there. The funding channel is gone. The numbers will show whether the difference is big enough to matter.
If we see Democrats underperform at all versus the last election we know that the defunding and watching out for fraud needs to be ramped up even more.
Think of the timeline they didn't think Hillary could lose, she did.
They had a chance to Gin up the machine before Trump's first reelection attempt and they stole the election.
Trump's popularity was too big to steal the second time they tried to do it.
@elonmusk and @DOGE took away the money and put the spotlight on the ballot box.
Crazy thought, I know
God Bless America.
A lot of what I'm reading in a lot of what I'm hearing is that there's not much optimism for conservatism today.
I won't make any bold predictions and tell you to bookmark this post or any of that bullshit, but I have a hard time thinking that the country is ready to go even further left than it has been.
We could count properly we would know by midnight but we're going to have to wait till what noon tomorrow to figure this stuff out?
Yes, Good willing. And hopefully there is no open strife but either way peace or struggle the Renaissance Man is ready.
Some say the renaissance man is a jack of all trades, master of none. They picture some soft dilettante who dabbles and never commits. They're wrong.
He's not soft. He's not weak. He can shoot, fight, fix, think, lead, and build. When the lights go out and the wolves show up, he's the one still standing because he never specialized himself into uselessness.
Master of one thing is a liability when the world stops cooperating. The man who can do many things is the one who keeps his family alive and his country from falling apart.
Those Driscoll’s blueberries on your table this morning almost certainly began in the coastal deserts of northern Peru, most often in La Libertad, Lambayeque, or Piura. The climate is sunny, dry, and mild, with cool nights that suit low-chill southern highbush varieties.
Irrigation comes from Andean rivers or large projects and is delivered through precise drip systems. Many plants grow in open fields behind tall wind nets that keep desert dust off the fruit. Others sit in pots of coco coir so roots stay aerated and nutrients can be controlled closely.
Driscoll’s owns the genetics and the specifications more than the land. Proprietary or licensed varieties, selected for firmness, sweetness, and long shelf life, go to contracted growers who must meet field protocols, food-safety audits, and harvest windows.
The aim is a berry that still tastes good after three or four weeks in a refrigerated container. Because the plants flower and fruit on a staggered calendar, the same farms can supply the United States from roughly August through April. That window fills the long gap when domestic U.S. production is dormant.
Harvest is almost entirely by hand. Crews, a majority of them women, move slowly through the rows and select only fully colored fruit. Each berry goes gently into small buckets or trays so the delicate bloom and skin stay intact. Bruising or splits ruin commercial value, so the work is deliberate and better paid than much other local agricultural labor.
Once a tray is full it is shaded and moved quickly to the packing shed or a nearby cold facility. Field heat must leave the fruit within hours.
Inside the packing house the berries are graded, sorted by size and quality, and packed into plastic clamshells, commonly six-ounce or 125-gram units, then nested in corrugated trays. Specialized rapid-cooling tunnels or forced-air systems drop the pulp temperature near freezing before the fruit is palletized.
Modified-atmosphere packaging or controlled-atmosphere settings often keep respiration low. Temperature probes and data loggers ride with every pallet. Any break in the cold chain later shows up as soft fruit or mold and costs everyone involved.
From the packing house the pallets move by refrigerated truck to one of Peru’s northern or central ports. Paita handles a large share of the national blueberry volume, Callao the rest. There they load into 40-foot reefer containers set near 0 °C with controlled humidity and atmosphere.
Nearly all commercial volume travels by sea. Air freight is reserved for the earliest or highest-value lots that need to reach distant markets in under a day. A typical ocean transit to the U.S. East Coast runs two to three weeks. West Coast arrivals are a few days shorter. The containers stay plugged in and monitored the entire way.
U.S. entry occurs mainly at Philadelphia, Port Hueneme in California, Miami, and Los Angeles. Customs and Border Protection, the FDA, and USDA-APHIS inspect for pests, residues, and documentation. Phytosanitary certificates from Peru’s SENASA and the temperature records must match.
Once cleared, the fruit moves by refrigerated truck to regional distribution centers run by Driscoll’s or its retail partners. From those warehouses it is routed overnight to grocery-store coolers, often arriving still cold enough that the berries look and taste as if they had been picked only days earlier.
What you ate this morning is therefore the product of complementary climates, specialized plant breeding, careful hand labor, private logistics companies, and a bilateral free-trade agreement that for years kept tariffs at zero.
No global ministry planned the planting schedule, the container bookings, or the grocery promotions. Prices, contracts, and brand reputation coordinated the whole chain.
Global Government not required.
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His thesis about chemical crutches for people sustaining a system they know is hollow lands hard.
In the US the parallel is not primarily cocaine among the political class. It is marijuana, the default anesthetic for the broad left since the mid-1990s and especially after legalization.
Recreational marijuana is now legal for adults in 24 states plus Washington, D.C. Medical programs cover most of the rest. That formalization followed decades of cultural work that began with the 1960s hippie counterculture, where pot was both sacrament and political signal of rejection of the “system,” and accelerated from the mid-1990s.
The “just a plant, basically harmless” framing won in media, entertainment, and large parts of academia. Risk perception collapsed. Use rebounded from its early 90s low and never stopped climbing.
Average THC rose from around 4% then to double digits now, with commercial weed THC concentrates routinely 60–80%+. This is not the weak Mexican brick the original hippies smoked, Dave man
Monthly adult use roughly doubled in many tracking series between the 2010s and 2020s. Daily use exploded even faster. By the early 2020s the United States had more daily cannabis users than daily drinkers. That pattern holds among parents and across age groups that previously stayed away from it.
On the American left this is the signature drug. Support for legalization and reported use have long skewed heavily liberal. In practice it often functions as a form of ID or membership card. Someone offers it at a gathering, a campaign event, or a local party meeting.
Once they know you partake, "the dude imbibes" the barrier drops. You move more easily into the inner circle. Shared use becomes a quiet signal of cultural alignment and trust.
A politics that requires constant defense of outcomes that are visibly fraying benefits from a substance that reliably blunts urgency, dampens anxiety about contradictions, and replaces “this isn’t working” with a diffuse, doper low nergy tolerance.
Unlike cocaine, which supplies manic forward momentum, marijuana supplies the softer version: the ability to keep participating in, or simply not actively resisting, a system while treating its accumulating failures as background noise rather than a prompt to exit or reform.
The hippie lineage makes the political valence explicit. The original 1960s association was antiestablishment, antiwar, and left of center. After the 1990s rebranding as medicine or harmless recreation, the same substance migrated into mainstream progressive culture while retaining its role as social lubricant and mild disengagement tool.
Once legalization locked in the supply, heavy cannabis use became a normalized background condition in exactly the political and cultural strata most committed to defending the current American administrative and cultural order.
A functional order does not require millions of people to anesthetize their perception of it on a daily basis. As noted,the false one does. In the United States the preferred fuel, after three decades of normalization and a decades of legalization, is marijuana.
Je me suis toujours posé la question : comment font les gens qui savent que tout le système est un mensonge pour tenir ?
Je crois avoir trouvé la réponse.
Récemment, je discutais avec un mec qui a traversé une période de sa vie sous cocaïne. Beaucoup de cocaïne. À l'époque, il bossait sur un projet financier qui était du vide intégral. Il le savait. Tout le monde autour de lui le savait. Mais ça rapportait énormément d'argent.
Pendant un an et demi, croissance délirante. Sauf que c'était de la croissance fictive. Ils se vendaient comme le « nouveau Wall Street », et toute l'équipe était sous coke. C'est ce qui leur permettait de tenir.
La drogue ne leur servait pas à faire la fête. Elle leur servait à rester branchés sur quelque chose que leur cerveau savait être faux.
Et là, j'ai fait le lien avec une question qui me travaille depuis dix ans.
Notre système. Un État qui prélève plus de la moitié de la richesse produite, qui planifie, redistribue, régule tout, jusqu'à ta façon de parler. Appelons-le par son nom : un système communiste qui ne dit pas son nom. Et ceux qui le pilotent ne sont pas des idiots. Ils ont fait les grandes écoles. Ils ont lu l'histoire. Ils savent comment ça finit, à chaque fois.
Et pourtant ils continuent. Chaque jour. Avec une énergie folle.
Comment ?
Ma thèse : une grande partie des gens qui font tenir un système profondément dysfonctionnel ont besoin d'une béquille chimique pour le faire. La cocaïne fait exactement ça. Elle te permet de rester couplé à un système complètement illégitime. Elle anesthésie le doute et remplace le sens par de l'énergie brute. Tu n'as plus besoin d'y croire. Tu as juste besoin d'avancer.
Ce n'est pas une théorie de comptoir. C'est le Premier ministre lui-même qui l'a mise sur la table.
Le 16 juin, Sébastien Lecornu signe une circulaire : tests antidrogue obligatoires et inopinés dans les ministères. Ministres, membres de cabinet, hauts fonctionnaires. Tests salivaires. Sanctions possibles jusqu'au renvoi.
Réfléchissez deux secondes à ce que ça veut dire. Le chef du gouvernement juge nécessaire de dépister le cœur de l'État. On ne dépiste pas un problème qui n'existe pas.
En juillet, dans Paris Match, Lecornu confirme : les tests ont eu lieu, et des collaborateurs ont été écartés. Il ajoute qu'environ un million de Français consomment régulièrement de la cocaïne, et que ça touche tous les milieux. Y compris celui qui gravite autour du pouvoir.
Et les noms ? Secrets. Matignon refuse de les rendre publics. Un député a même dû poser une question écrite à l'Assemblée pour réclamer les résultats.
La transparence s'est arrêtée pile au moment où ça devenait intéressant.
Pourquoi protéger le résultat si le système est sain ?
L'histoire a déjà vu ce film. Le Troisième Reich a littéralement tenu sur la méthamphétamine. La Pervitine était distribuée par millions de comprimés aux soldats de la Wehrmacht. Hitler lui-même recevait des injections de son médecin personnel, Theodor Morell, presque tous les jours. Un régime bâti sur un mensonge total a eu besoin de chimie pour que ses hommes restent debout.
Ce n'est pas un hasard. Un humain sain d'esprit ne peut pas porter un mensonge pendant des années sans se fissurer. Soit il décroche. Soit il se drogue.
Alors la prochaine fois que vous voyez quelqu'un défendre avec une énergie surhumaine un système qu'il sait condamné, posez-vous une seule question : d'où vient cette énergie ?
Le vrai tient tout seul. Le faux a besoin de carburant.
Can you, with a straight have, tell me the left isn't mentally ill?
I challenge everyone to post a one for one clip of the left going bonkers and the right going bonkers.
Heads up CT.
This is what the beginning of the surveillance state looks like in America
Americans in Connecticut received a bill for additional taxes on their car because cameras spotted it in a different city
A private company called Municipal Tax Service (MTS) is hired by cities to drive around and use automatic license plate readers on cars parked in different cities
It then makes connections if that car lives in that area and sends the owner a bill for new taxes on that vehicle for being in the city
The owner of this vehicle says she doesn’t live in that city, provided proof and says her car was only in a different city because her kid drives there for school
MTS didn’t care and said that the proof didn’t matter and they had to pay it. They appealed to the city, the city said they had to deal with MTS
But here’s the problem, MTS gets paid 38% commission on tax revenue they recover + $50 per vehicle billed to the owner. They made $9 million in commission in just one year from sending people additional tax bills
So this company has no incentive to ever help you and just deny you, which they did
Only after the mainstream media got involved would the city drop this one new tax bill which was false to begin with
In America we now literally have private companies driving around scamming our license plates to tax us more money
This is insanity and it needs to end
This needs to spread.
Working at Oculus would have been an utter waste of my time except for one thing.
While I was there, I realized what's wrong with leftists.
Not that they have been programmed, that's obvious. Not why they have been programmed. For power, that's obvious, too.
But how they have been programmed.
The exact method that their moral compass has been destroyed works like this:
Target a bunch of people with very few deeds and accomplishments, such as young people or incompetent people, or incompetent young people.
Create for them an environment where they are rewarded with moral approval, not for what they do, but for believing certain ideas.
The ideas don't have to be outrageous, or absurd, or have anything to do with what you actually need them to believe. In fact, it's better to start with something innocuous.
Why? Because the goal isn't to install those beliefs at all. The goal is to repeat this process until you create a person who measures his moral worth by what he believes, not what he does.
Keep at this until you have created a mass of people who not only reward themselves with a feeling of moral superiority for believing the right things, but who will reward each other for believing orthodox things, and who will compete with each other, not to do the most good, but to have the most orthodox beliefs.
Now, change one of the propositions you have programmed them with to a slightly more radical version of itself, and hold this up as a more correct version of the old belief, which has been newly discovered by scholarly investigations into culture and moral philosophy.
Sit back, watch, and give them a few weeks to compete with each other to adopt the new belief, and to condemn the "evil" of anyone who believes the old belief, the very thing they believed last month.
Repeat this process until they are used to rapidly changing their entire belief system in response to an external cue.
Congratulations, you have a population of entirely programmable people whose moral compass is not just broken, but entirely non-existent.
They don't care what any person in front of them actually does. Only that he believe the orthodox thing, which they just learned about in last week's memo.
They are willing to do anything, so long as it is done in support of their current belief system, which can be replaced whenever it's convenient to do so.
They are willing to burn down an entire city with no qualms whatsoever if they are doing it in support of the idea that black lives matter.
They are willing to murder a man in front of his children, and it doesn't matter if his actions were entirely peaceful and good, because all that matters to them is whether he believes the correct things or not.
And a man who builds cheap spaceflight for the human race, develops viable electric cars to save the environment, restores voices to the voiceless, and plans, for his next trick, to heal the blind... well, all those are deeds, so none of them matter. The only thing that matters is that he told people to vote republican once, which is wrongthink.
So what you have a horde of communist zombies, who can be steered to shuffle in any direction and attack the living, eat their brains, and turn them into more zombies.
Once someone becomes one of the zombies, you can't cure him, because a moral compass can only be repaired by understanding the consequences of actions in a new way... and they don't care about actions or consequences. They only care about beliefs, and not about consequences at all.
Their moral compasses aren't just broken. They are absent. There's nothing to repair.
You have to understand that the zombies are zombies now.
The guy recording sounds like @stoolpresidente
Black woman with a mob of kids steals over 40 juice boxes and over 260 pieces of candy from a White guys porch.
He confronts her.
She tells him “I ain’t giving you shit back”
As usual she responds in true black girl fashion. Cussing at him, threatening him and hurling racial insults.
Accuses him of “ruining the kids Halloween”
For calling out their theft.
Great example for the van load of kids.
Kudos to the White guy for calling her out.
I think he's a slimy piece of crap based upon his political record and a raging pile of shit but I don't wish it will upon him physically. Only met him once in passing and I don't think we would have been buddies if we hung out more.
That being said if he is incapacitated mentally he will need to resign. That goes for Democrat and Republicans no exceptions.
#BREAKING @politico reports that Sen @ChrisMurphyCT is hospitalized following a stroke yesterday
An aide says, “The doctors are encouraged by his progress, he is awake and alert, and we are optimistic he will make a full recovery”: politico.com/news/2026/11/01…
From the Newport Pell Bridge the island looks almost innocent—a low, wooded strip in the East Passage of Narragansett Bay, barely a mile long, lying between Jamestown and Newport. Closer inspection reveals the scars. Concrete pads still ghost through the undergrowth. A long finger of pier reaches into the water at the northern tip. The place has the particular hush of a site that once ran at industrial volume and then simply stopped.
In 1918–1919 the Navy took the entire island from private owners. Explosives accidents at the nearby Goat Island torpedo station had made a more isolated depot necessary. Within a few years Gould Island had storage magazines, Marine barracks, a seaplane ramp and hangars, and the beginnings of a firing range. In November 1921 a Navy pilot made the first successful American airdrop of a torpedo in the waters off its shores. The island had become the place where the weapon was proven before it went to war.
World War II turned the testing into a continuous industrial process. The northern complex, centered on a purpose-built firing pier, was capable of launching a hundred torpedoes a day, seven days a week, around the clock. More than 65,000 proof firings and thousands of aerial drops were recorded. Hydrophones on the bay floor tracked the runs. A blimp sometimes hovered overhead. Seaplanes—dozens of them by 1944—taxied down the ramps and released their payloads. A degaussing station on the southwest shore neutralized ships so magnetic mines would not find them. Stray torpedoes occasionally escaped the range: one punched through a fence near a Newport estate; another passed between two yachts. Before each firing a signal warned the YWCA camp on Jamestown so swimmers could be pulled from the water.
Then the tempo collapsed. After the war the bulk of torpedo work migrated elsewhere. By the mid-1970s most of the island was effectively abandoned. Buildings were left standing. According to later accounts from men who worked the range boats and occasional overnight guards into the late 1980s, offices still held maintenance records, wood floors in the assembly building had buckled into high waves from years of weather, and the power plant looked as if the crew had simply walked away. Much of the southern and central acreage was transferred to Rhode Island between 1975 and 1989 and locked under a wildlife-sanctuary deed. The Navy kept the northern tip and the firing pier; the pier has seen intermittent experimental use since.
What remains is a closed, contested landscape. Army Corps of Engineers teams under the Formerly Used Defense Sites program have spent years sampling soil and sediment for the chemical and ordnance residues of decades of testing. Ruins of firehouses, shops, collapsed water towers, concrete pads that once held hangars have been photographed by official tours and by those who slip close enough by boat. The structures are unstable; the ground is still being assessed. The island is off-limits. Gulls, herons, and cormorants now nest where the seaplanes once sat, preferring the open concrete and the absence of people.
The military story of Gould Island is not one of dramatic final catastrophe but of abrupt, incomplete withdrawal. The machinery that could fire a hundred underwater weapons a day was powered down, the paperwork left in drawers, the concrete left to weather. The northern end is still Navy property. The southern end is a sanctuary whose deed restriction is now debated. Between those claims sits an island that once measured the accuracy of American torpedoes in the tens of thousands and has never fully finished accounting for what that work left behind. From the bridge it looks quiet. Up close, the quiet is the part that still needs explaining.
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Lamont hitting a reporter???
What in the actual fuck
LameAunt has no business as governor
Hat tip @CTCentinal
this happened earlier today in STAMFORD.
one of our reporters tried to ask @GovNedLamont a simple question for a story she's investigating and not only did @NedLamont not respond, but he tried to knock the camera out of her hand!
crazy stuff @ryanfazio @CTGOP
Imagine if USAID was still around, this might have actually worked.
Thank goodness @elonmusk and @doge @BigBallsAudit etc. kneecapped it!
