so predictable that it would go like that

someone else summed it up but it is absolutely bizarre that they think they can get away with having fuck all policy, and then do half arsed panders like this to make it up. Seriously dog brained from whoever came up with this shite.

Of course, they can't talk concussion crisis or anything at all important because that risks placing them on a 'position', when the Dems approach is to have no position at all... but from an entertainment perspective -

why wouldn't they just get Walz to get 'coached' by someone who knows how to play on stream? Walz can do his whole fuddy duddy uncle routine like your dad who doesn't get vidya, eat a fucking hot dog, say thanks everyone, remember to vote, and call it a day.

The American political system is so rotted through with nepotism and cold-dead-eyes that it's incapable of doing anything at all.

https://www.zinnedproject.org/news/tdih/kiyoshi-kuromiya-protests-napalm

'On April 26, 1968, as an architecture student at the University of Pennsylvania, Kiyoshi Kuromiya and some friends held a demonstration against the use of napalm in Vietnam by announcing that a dog would be burned alive with napalm in front of the university library. Thousands turned up to protest, only to be handed a leaflet reading:

"Congratulations on your anti-napalm protest. You saved the life of a dog. Now, how about saving the lives of tens of thousands of people in Vietnam."'

I found a bear with an AK47 in a panel a while back:

THE RIGHT TO ARM BEARS

https://x.com/Tracking_Power/status/1819696060941627553

Look up EDL links to Israel. It's quite blatant.

lib language patterns

I go to so many second hand book stores and this is completely dead on, to the extent I want to carry one at all times, just to put on shelves whenever I see the sorts of book it's mocking.

what?? I've just been inserting the entire thing this whole time.

I love anti waifu aktion

this gotta be the only place on the internet I can make a sundowning reference and have more than 5 people understand it

I think the usual Guardian salary is between 28-70k (large range I know), but he probably gets underhand benefits from his connections to power, monetarily or otherwise.

Reposting the time I worked at the Hexcoin launch event:

Hex Coin. I catered and waitered one of their events in a huge team in a super fancy building in central London last year. The event lasted about 12 hours and got increasingly out of hand with every hour that went by.

They made us make this ENORMOUS cake. I'm talking like, one square meter at least. But hex shaped and coloured. Later in the night I carried it onto the stage with a colleague (with a procession of cyborg strippers - more on that later) for the CEO to cut. He cut one slice and then told us to take the cake back to the kitchen because he didn't need it for more than that. An entire cake wasted. Me and my friends did our best to take as much of it home with us as we could, but there was still loads left that just got binned.

After prepping the food I went to do the meet and greet plus coats and bags rack. I'm on the door and everyone who comes through it gives me a spiel about why I should get into crypto. One guy asks me to make sure his bag is secure because he's got hard terabytes of sensitive information on his hard drives in his bag. The ones who didn't give me a spiel just ignored me. The only thank yous I got were from the programmer looking blokes - you know, the khaki shorts and stained olive drab t shirt look. They were generally quite shy so I guess just appreciated a friendly hello and reciprocated.

Anyway, the night goes on, im serving platters and carrying bags of ice to the VIP bar. Everything seems normal ish for a corporate event so far.

Then a guy wearing a suit (and top hat) covered in silver reflective plastic walks in to some knock-off daft punk sounding music. He's followed by about 10 women who are also dressed in this reflective stuff, but only in teeny bikinis. They come out and put on a crypto themed strip show, where the the main guy controls them with a remote, at which point I was called back to the kitchen to bring the cake on.

After that, the girls go to the VIP bar, and every time I go in there, there's a new slobbering cryptohead Andrew Tate prototype telling the girls how much money they make. By this point, most people are blind drunk.

I head to the bathroom that was pristine earlier, and it's trashed. It's full of dudes doing coke. A group of scousers are all throwing up all over the sink and floor. One guy is on the toilet doing hilariously loud fart/shits/sharts. The smell in there is ungodly. I do my business and exit as soon as possible.

From there it just gets continually lary, lots of glasses smashed, general rich dickery. Many of the odd things I saw that night have probably faded from my memory by now and been replaced by new stories of rich creeps. Like the time I catered and waitered for an old Etonian gentlemen's cravat/cognac club, or the russian tennis oligarchs, or the diamond auction golf dinner.

I think we should start a campaign to identify all the Economist writers. I mean some proper linguistic identification (if it's not just A.i generated) and file leaking to find these ghouls.

I can't stand that they're just an anonymous propaganda blob.