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Path To Manliness retweeted
You might think it’s funny, but this ageless wonder legitimately broke the Philadelphia Eagles.
And what were the other 3 out of 4?
25 women and girls.
That’s how many were killed 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙮 in conflict zones in 2025.
#Peace must mean safety for women and girls.
🔗 More on the @UN Secretary-General's report on #WomenPeaceSecurity: unwomen.org/en/news-stories/…
#ForAllWomenAndGirls
Path To Manliness retweeted
Brazil is an example of a first world population emeshed amongst 3rd world savages
Not as dysfunctional as South Africa
But never going to be 1st world either
Demographics are inescapable
如果你去南美第一大城市巴西圣保罗出差，抬头会看到全世界最魔幻的阶层隔离奇观
城市上空注册着超过 400 多架私人直升机，市中心两百多栋写字楼和豪宅顶层全焊着停机坪，每天有上千架次直升机像出租车一样在天上嗡嗡穿梭！
圣保罗的亿万富豪和跨国高管为什么宁可花几千美金包机飞 15 分钟去上班，也不肯坐劳斯莱斯走地面道路呢？
这是因为地面交通不仅堵成死水，更因为贫民窟与富人区犬牙交错。在地面红绿灯前一旦被堵死的话，骑摩托车的持枪劫匪可能会随时冲上来敲碎车窗抢劫甚至绑架！
这直接把巴西逼成了全球第一大民用防弹汽车（Blindados）市场，全国有超过 30 万辆私家车把车门和玻璃全改造成了能挡住 9 毫米手枪和左轮子弹的防弹装甲壳。
这可真是顶层在天上飞，中产在防弹铁壳里躲，底层在街角抢，拉美式折叠其实比科幻片还真实🌚
If you’re not building something outside of corporate America, then get used to working like this.
I’m not interested. I can’t play the office politics and dance around women’s feelings all day. It’s exhausting
Anyway, sitting outside drinking a beer after my run. It’s about 70’down here in Tennessee today
Perks of being sovereign
When I was a younger mustard, I worked in a bank branch with 17 women and 1 other guy who was rarely there.
At first I thought I hit the jackpot. Half of them were good looking and most of them seemed easy going. Looking back, I can't believe how naive I was.
I was constantly shit on for random stuff. I tell people it was like having 17 girlfriends without the benefits. If one was in a bad mood, at least 10 were in a bad mood. They absolutely all started cycling together. The good days were okay but the bad days were miserable.
I was doing accounts which included new accounts and the scary world of sales. We were judged on sold credit cards, savings accounts, etc. I kept hearing my numbers weren't good and out of the small group of us they made it seem like I was the worst. But they never said it.
We had sales training one day and I got singled out for being uncomfortable talking to customers. I'm an introvert but I've never been uncomfortable talking to people. The cool boomer lady that sat beside me actually spoke up and said "really he doesn't seem to have any problems talking to people".
I ended up accidentally seeing all the sales numbers one day and I was at the top for most categories and second or third in all the rest.
This whole shitshow peaked when I got called into a meeting out of the blue. Three female higher ups and one assistant manager chick I truly hated - who I later found out when wanted to go out with me and that's why she was a bitch to me.
They called me in at the end of the day and honestly I had been killing it with sales and filling everything out correctly - which is a massive pain in the ass at a bank. "On page one they sign above the dotted line on page two they sign below the dotted line on page 3 they initial on page 4 you initial and they initial and on page 5 you HAVE to initial the bottom right but on page 6 the initial space stays blank", shit like that. But I hadn't had any problems and my sales were up.
I thought I was getting a raise lmao. They took me in there and said "how do you think you're doing?" I said pretty good and long story short they had gone through my desk on one of my days off and found a form I started filling out but didn't finish. A coworker (female of course) had thrown the customer info on my desk and asked me to do the form. I remember it was at the end of the day and I grabbed a form and started filling it out. I quickly realized it was the wrong form so I put it in my desk and went home.
The meeting was 30 minutes of them harping about how I was clueless and I needed special attention because of this form. They said it caused a massive problem the day before while I was off. I went from expecting a raise to being told I was too retarded for my job. I got an official warning (lmao). I remember telling them exactly what happened - it wasn't my customer, it got thrown on me at the end of the day, and I discarded the form when I realized it was the wrong one - but they just acted like I was too dumb to realize how awful my mistake was.
I think part of it was this was outside of the south and they thought I was retarded because of my southern accent.
So anyway I quit the next day and went to the trades. Bless you if you read all this. It's one of those moments that sticks with me.
Path To Manliness retweeted
The HR problem is not a joke, it's a real and documented problem.
When I was a younger mustard, I worked in a bank branch with 17 women and 1 other guy who was rarely there.
At first I thought I hit the jackpot. Half of them were good looking and most of them seemed easy going. Looking back, I can't believe how naive I was.
I was constantly shit on for random stuff. I tell people it was like having 17 girlfriends without the benefits. If one was in a bad mood, at least 10 were in a bad mood. They absolutely all started cycling together. The good days were okay but the bad days were miserable.
I was doing accounts which included new accounts and the scary world of sales. We were judged on sold credit cards, savings accounts, etc. I kept hearing my numbers weren't good and out of the small group of us they made it seem like I was the worst. But they never said it.
We had sales training one day and I got singled out for being uncomfortable talking to customers. I'm an introvert but I've never been uncomfortable talking to people. The cool boomer lady that sat beside me actually spoke up and said "really he doesn't seem to have any problems talking to people".
I ended up accidentally seeing all the sales numbers one day and I was at the top for most categories and second or third in all the rest.
This whole shitshow peaked when I got called into a meeting out of the blue. Three female higher ups and one assistant manager chick I truly hated - who I later found out when wanted to go out with me and that's why she was a bitch to me.
They called me in at the end of the day and honestly I had been killing it with sales and filling everything out correctly - which is a massive pain in the ass at a bank. "On page one they sign above the dotted line on page two they sign below the dotted line on page 3 they initial on page 4 you initial and they initial and on page 5 you HAVE to initial the bottom right but on page 6 the initial space stays blank", shit like that. But I hadn't had any problems and my sales were up.
I thought I was getting a raise lmao. They took me in there and said "how do you think you're doing?" I said pretty good and long story short they had gone through my desk on one of my days off and found a form I started filling out but didn't finish. A coworker (female of course) had thrown the customer info on my desk and asked me to do the form. I remember it was at the end of the day and I grabbed a form and started filling it out. I quickly realized it was the wrong form so I put it in my desk and went home.
The meeting was 30 minutes of them harping about how I was clueless and I needed special attention because of this form. They said it caused a massive problem the day before while I was off. I went from expecting a raise to being told I was too retarded for my job. I got an official warning (lmao). I remember telling them exactly what happened - it wasn't my customer, it got thrown on me at the end of the day, and I discarded the form when I realized it was the wrong one - but they just acted like I was too dumb to realize how awful my mistake was.
I think part of it was this was outside of the south and they thought I was retarded because of my southern accent.
So anyway I quit the next day and went to the trades. Bless you if you read all this. It's one of those moments that sticks with me.
When we said immigrants are causing an increase of crime, no one imagined they were doing this
Ya'll, this is nuts.
Hundreds - that's right, HUNDREDS - of armed robberies between 2022 and 2024 weren't real.
They were staged by the "victims" as part of a massive immigration fraud scheme to secure U-visas for themselves and their families.
cwbchicago.com/2026/10/buckt…
Path To Manliness retweeted
$5 TD parlay for Sunday:
• Kenneth Walker III
• Harold Fannin Jr.
• T.J. Hockenson
• Pat Freiermuth
+8855 with the boost.
Walker is the anchor. The other three are plus-money red-zone shots.
Not a lock. Just four spots I like. 🍻
Path To Manliness retweeted
If someone asks you how much a single family's life is worth to the United States Navy, tell them the exact price: ten million dollars of steel.
On April 29, 1975, as Saigon fell, a tiny two-seat wooden-and-fabric Cessna plane with almost no fuel left circled desperately above the American aircraft carrier USS Midway.
Inside that tiny cockpit, a father named Major Buang-Ly had crammed his wife and five small children, including a baby. He scribbled a note on a map, wrapped it around his pistol so it would not blow into the ocean, and dropped it onto the carrier deck.
A young American sailor picked up the crumpled paper and ran it up to Captain Lawrence Chambers.
The note read: "Can you move these helicopter to the other side, I can land on your runway, I can fly 1 hour more. Please rescue me. Major Buang, Wife and 5 child."
The flight deck of the USS Midway was completely jammed from bow to stern with military helicopters. A Cessna has no tailhook to catch carrier wires, and its pilot had never landed on a ship in his life.
By every military regulation, Captain Chambers had been in command for only five weeks. Throwing millions of dollars of U.S. government aircraft into the sea without permission from Washington could end his career in a court-martial.
Chambers looked up at the tiny plane circling in the wind with five children inside. He did not call an accountant in Washington.
"Clear the deck," the captain ordered.
Hundreds of young American sailors in yellow and green jerseys ran to the edge of the ship, put their shoulders against massive Huey helicopters, and shoved ten million dollars worth of machinery straight off the cliff into the South China Sea.
Captain Chambers turned the giant carrier into the wind at twenty-five knots. The tiny Cessna came down, bounced once on the steel runway, and rolled to a safe stop with feet to spare.
When the cockpit door opened and five small children stepped out onto the deck, three thousand American sailors roared so loud it drowned out the engines, and immediately passed around a hat to collect cash for the family's new life in America.
When the math says a child's life is too expensive, an American throws the math into the ocean.
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Canada: Watch your speed be gay about it
New 30 km/h area speed limit signs will be posted at neighbourhood entry and exit points. Once you enter a signed area, the 30 km/h speed limit applies throughout the local road network until you leave that area.
Slower speeds help reduce the risk of serious collisions and make neighbourhood streets safer.
Learn more about the change: toronto.ca/LocalSpeed
ALT Two men walking and chatting on a sidewalk, one pushing a baby stroller near a white picket fence and brick house.
Path To Manliness retweeted
Gamers celebrate the closures of these studios because we've already mourned them a decade ago when they really died.
You're crying over the zombie.
