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An Australian’s response to yet another Trump tirade about how “NATO does nothing for America” absolutely destroys him:
“Mate, you run a country where 600,000 homeless people will sleep on the streets tonight.
A country where 40% of adults can’t cover an unexpected $400 expense without borrowing money.
A country where insulin costs more than a monthly car payment, and people are forced to ration it just to stay alive.
A country where medical debt is the leading cause of bankruptcy. A country where women die in hospital parking lots because doctors are afraid of abortion laws and hesitate to treat miscarriages.
You imprison more of your own citizens than any other country on Earth. More than China. More than North Korea.
In the ‘land of the free,’ two million people are behind bars, and a quarter of them haven’t even been convicted of a crime. They’re simply too poor to make bail.
Your life expectancy is declining. You’re the only developed country where this is happening. Your infant mortality rate is worse than Cuba’s.
Your children practice active-shooter drills between math and English classes while you sell your friends shares in defense companies.
Your minimum wage hasn’t changed in 15 years.
Your teachers work two jobs, your veterans sleep under bridges, and you just spent a trillion dollars flattening a country that never attacked you.
And now a convicted criminal — found by a court to be liable for sexual abuse, who defended a pedophile, slept with a porn star, and has led the biggest political dumpster fire since the Taliban — is thanking you for yet another catastrophe.
And you call Greenland badly governed?
Greenland has universal healthcare. Free education. One of the lowest incarceration rates in the world. Nobody there goes bankrupt because they get sick. Nobody dies in silence because an insurance company refused to pay for treatment.
‘NATO wasn’t there when we needed help.’ When exactly, champ? September 11?
Because that was when NATO invoked Article 5 for the first and only time in its history — for you. Service members from dozens of countries went to Afghanistan, fought, bled, and died for you.
Australia wasn’t even a member of NATO, but we came anyway. For twenty years. And then you left at two in the morning without telling anyone and left everyone else to deal with the consequences.
You don’t give a damn that the great people of Ukraine are being terrorized by your friend, and you haven’t shown them a shred of compassion.
So maybe before calling other countries badly governed, take a look at your own backyard, you fake-tanned aluminum-siding salesman.
The only thing here that’s truly badly managed is your damn mouth.
And you still have the nerve to lecture the rest of the world?”
Saab Projekt LX (1940–1941)
At the dawn of the jet age, when most military aircraft were still powered by piston engines, Saab designer Sixten Sason proposed one of the most unconventional fighter concepts of its time: Projekt LX.
Designed as a single-seat interceptor, the aircraft featured a cranked delta wing, exploring aerodynamic concepts that would not become common for many years. The wing geometry was intended to generate strong leading-edge vortices, improving lift at high angles of attack—a principle Saab would later master in the Saab J35 Draken.
Projekt LX also envisioned technologies far ahead of its time, including an internal battery of 12 photocell-guided rockets, a data-linked targeting system, and an ejection seat with its own parachute and oxygen supply. These remained conceptual features but reflected an unusually forward-looking design philosophy for the early 1940s.
Although Projekt LX was never built, it demonstrates how conceptual studies can explore technologies years before they become practical. Interestingly, Sixten Sason had never designed an aircraft before and later became one of Saab's most influential automobile designers.
These two guys are definitely having nightmares tonight.
Basically, this Russian training accident happened because someone took a rotary machine gun from a helicopter and treated it like a normal ground gun.
The YakB-12.7 was originally made for the Mi-24 attack helicopter. It has brutal recoil, and the forces it produces are nothing like a regular machine gun. On a helicopter, the airframe and mount can absorb that madness.
But once you slap it onto a simple ground setup, it suddenly develops a personality.
You think you’re controlling the gun, then it starts controlling you.
> Be Richard Feynman
> Teaches himself advanced calculus at age 15
> Fixes neighborhood radios for fun during the Great Depression
> Recruited to work on the Manhattan Project at Los Alamos in his 20s
> Gets bored while building the atomic bomb and starts picking locks
> Breaks into his colleagues' top-secret safes just to leave them mocking notes
> Completely breaks down the government's security system for fun
> Loses his wife to tuberculosis and uses the grief to dive deeper into physics
> Reinvents quantum mechanics by drawing simple sketches (Feynman Diagrams)
> Wins the Nobel Prize in Physics for his breakthroughs
> Refuses to take himself seriously or act like a stuffy academic
> Spends his free time playing the bongo drums in a Brazilian samba band
> Learns how to paint at age 44 and sells his art under a pseudonym
> Travels to remote regions to decode ancient Mayan hieroglyphics
> Investigates the tragic Challenger Space Shuttle disaster on live TV
> Drops a piece of rubber into a glass of ice water in front of Congress
> Instantly proves the O-rings failed due to the cold, cracking the case single-handedly
> And Richard Feynman is still the most brilliant, chaotic mind to ever live who proved geniuses can have fun.
> Feynman is badass.
Johnny Cash wasn’t a flag-waving patriot. He was a front-porch patriot.
His America wasn’t built around Washington. It lived in prison yards, coal towns, church pews, freight trains, reservations, county fairs, and kitchen tables.
He believed the country was carried by ordinary people long before politicians ever spoke for it.
Air Force people sure have a sense of humor.
F-117 Nighthawk in the "boneyard" for retired aircraft at Davis-Monthan AFB.
The Nighthawk was one of the first aircraft to use stealth technology, hence the joke.
Catholic monks used to survive Lent on beer alone.
In the 17th century, Paulaner monks of Munich subsisted only on this for 40 days — they brewed an exceptionally malty, calorie-rich beer packed with carbs and nutrients. It was known as "liquid bread."
It was originally brewed on the feast day of their order's founder, St. Francis of Paola, known as Sankt Vater Bier ("Holy Father Beer").
After the secularisation of the monastery in 1799, the recipe passed into private hands and was later given the name Salvator ("The Saviour"), in honour of its life-giving role during the monks' Lenten penance.
That same beer is still brewed according to the old tradition today.
Self-declared King of Switzerland Jonas Lauwiner, 31, is living his best medieval fantasy by claiming 148 scraps of "ownerless" land and building himself a 117,000 square metre empire,
the IT specialist has been quietly snapping up abandoned plots and even stretches of road that homeowners casually drive on every day using a cheeky Swiss legal loophole,
he then charges the poor sods maintenance fees or passage rights like some 21st-century toll baron who forgot it's not 1200 anymore,
local politicians are absolutely fuming and rushing to slam the loophole shut, with one councillor branding the whole thing "scandalous" and an "excessive thirst for power",
meanwhile King Jonas is posing in royal gear, running his "imperial bank" and calling it all "more than just a joke" while insisting he does it "digitally and without bloodshed",
you really couldn't make this up in one of the world's most boringly bureaucratic countries,
at this rate he'll soon own more random bits of Switzerland than the actual Swiss government,
During the Soviet Great Purge of the 1930’s, the NKVD attempted to arrest Cossack general Semyon Budyonny at his home. Budyonny brandished his Nagant M1895 pistol, phoned Stalin, and angrily demanded they be sent away. Stalin complied and the matter was not discussed again.
Budyonny lived to be 90.
It seemed like we’d been tabbing for hours. The Platoon Commander was still having problems navigating.
‘Do you want me to have a look at the map, sir?’ Sergeant Billings asked.
‘That’s the second time you’ve asked me that Sergeant Billings. I’m quite capable of weeding a bloody map you know,’ the PC answered sounding flustered.
‘Sorry sir, it’s just that…’
‘Come on sergeant, spit it out. What were you going to say?’
‘That you took so long deciding whether to go left or right that I thought you were waiting for the UN to sort it out for you, sir.’
‘Not funny Sergeant Billings,’ he replied, handing Billings the map to study.
‘Sir, why is there a wood to our left, but there isn’t a wood on the map? Aren’t we supposed to be sticking to the red areas?’
‘That can’t be wight. That wood shouldn’t be there, according to the map,’ the PC said looking confused.
‘Look, sir, you’re new to this game, so we expect you to fuck up from time to time, but don't abuse the privilege, okay?�� Billings replied.
Then came a few comments from the rear, ‘right grid square… wrong planet...’
The usual, tell, tale sign the troops were getting pissed off and knew the, officer hadn’t got a clue.
‘Get on the wadio and ask Zewo whether we’ve got the wight gwid wefewence,’ the PC instructed the guy who was carrying the radio.
‘I beg your pardon, sir.’
‘Give me the wuddy wadio.’
The PC began screaming down the Larkspur mike so loud that the receiving station HQ could hear him without a bloody radio. To make matters worse, so could the local taxi firm, ships in the channel, aeroplanes, the Kennedy Space centre and God knows who else who chatted away on the same frequency.
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COLD WAR GERMANY 1976 From the book BUMPERS AND BED BLOCKS by Clive Ward https://t.co/BqinUSEC83
UK kindle also available in paperback
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Donald Sutherland spent six days in a Yugoslav hospital in 1969 with spinal meningitis so severe that doctors told his wife he was already dead while Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer waited to decide whether to recast him in Kelly’s Heroes. The studio expected a war movie. Sutherland was fighting for oxygen.
He collapsed on November 25, 1969, during filming near Vis island. Crew members rushed him to a military hospital in Zagreb where his temperature hit 104 and his blood pressure crashed. Nurses placed him in an isolation room and told director Brian G. Hutton, “Do not expect him back.” Sutherland drifted in and out of consciousness. In his memoir he wrote, “I was gone. I heard voices that did not belong to this world.” Hospital logs marked him as “critical, unresponsive.”
Back in London, his wife Shirley Douglas received a call from the production office telling her he “had passed.” The information came from an early hospital report and reached her before doctors corrected it. She booked a flight to Yugoslavia with a black dress in her suitcase. Hours later the embassy contacted her again and said he was alive but “unlikely to recover quickly.”
Sutherland woke on the sixth day with a tube in his throat. He asked the doctor, “Can I finish the film?” The doctor stared at him and said, “If you stand, you can try.” He stood the next morning and returned to set two weeks later, twenty pounds lighter, with a hospital bracelet still on his wrist.
His contract paid $40,000 for the role, and the studio refused to cover his medical stay because the illness did not occur on set. He paid the bill himself before flying home.
Donald Sutherland did not just survive meningitis. He forced his way back into a film the studio almost moved on without him and refused to let anyone else finish the work he started.
Activist: "The water usage for beef is obscene. Thousands of litres per kilogram."
Farmer: "That's rainfall."
Activist: "What?"
Farmer: "The figure includes all the rain that falls on the pasture. The cows drink from the stream. The rain falls whether there's a cow here or not."
Activist: "It's still water consumption."
Farmer: "Should I stop the rain falling on my field?"
Activist: "Grow crops instead. More efficient."
Farmer: "This is a 35-degree slope in the Welsh hills. Show me the crop."
Activist: "Technology..."
Farmer: "To make tractors climb mountains?"
Activist: "There must be a solution."
Farmer: "There is. It's called a cow."
Activist: [checks phone]
You are an American Legend.
Be Douglas MacArthur
>Born 1880.
>Arkansas frontier.
>Son of a Union officer.
>You grow up on remote army posts.
>Duty is normal.
>Comfort is not.
>West Point.
>First in your class.
>You believe excellence honors God and country.
>You carry both seriously.
World War I.
>France.
>You lead from the front.
>No helmet.
>Decorated again and again.
>You learn:
Courage steadies men more than orders.
1930s.
>Japan moves into Manchuria.
>Builds ships. Builds carriers. Builds an empire.
>Most in Washington still believe oceans protect America.
>You do not.
>As Army Chief of Staff, you argue that air power will decide the next war.
>You push for modernization.
>You warn that the Pacific will not stay quiet.
>Budgets are cut. Isolationism is strong.The country is tired of war.
>You study anyway.
>You think in decades, not elections.
1935
>Sent to the Philippines.
>Field Marshal of the Philippine Army.
>You begin building coastal defenses.
>You train Filipino forces.
>You prepare war plans against Japan.
>You know if war comes, the islands will be first to bleed.
>Equipment is scarce.
>Aircraft outdated.
>Reinforcements uncertain.
>You build what you can.
>You believe preparedness is obedience to reality.
1941
>Pearl Harbor.
>The Philippines collapse.
>War comes exactly where you expected.
>The warning had not been dramatic.
>It had been accurate.
>You are ordered to leave Corregidor.
>You do not want to go.
>But authority is sacred.
>You obey.
>You say:
“I shall return.”
>A promise.
1944
>Leyte Gulf.
>The largest naval battle in history rages offshore.
>Carriers burn.
>Battleships trade thunder.
>The Imperial Japanese Navy commits nearly everything it has left.
>You step from the landing craft into the surf.
>Water at your knees.
>Hat firm.
>Pipe set.
>You move through the water slowly.
>Deliberately.
>Not rushing.
>You reach the sand.
“People of the Philippines: I have returned.”
>The world hears it.
>It was for the soldiers who endured Bataan
>For the prisoners who survived the march.
>For the Filipinos who waited under occupation.
>For the men who had believed you.
>You said you would return.
>You did.
1945
>Aboard the USS Missouri.
>You accept Japan’s surrender.
>No gloating.
>No vengeance.
>You speak of a “better world” built on faith, tolerance, and freedom.
>As Supreme Commander in Japan, you protect religious liberty.
>You encourage Christian missions.
>You help oversee a constitution that secures freedom of worship.
>You believe spiritual renewal prevents future war.
Korea.
>1950
>North Korea invades the South.
>You command United Nations forces.
>Inchon.
>A daring landing.
>You split the enemy.
>Seoul reclaimed.
>Momentum surges.
>You drive north.
>You believe the war can be ended, not managed.
>You push toward the Yalu River.
>China enters.
>Hundreds of thousands cross the border.
>The war shifts.
>You argue that sanctuary across the Chinese border makes victory impossible.
>You propose expanding the war.
>Blockade the Chinese coast.
>Strike supply lines.
>You consider atomic weapons as part of contingency >planning — not lightly, but strategically.
>You believe limited war invites endless war.
>Washington fears escalation.
>President Harry S. Truman chooses containment.
>You speak publicly.
>You challenge the policy of limited war.
>Civilian authority answers.
1951
>You are relieved of command.
>No court-martial.
>No disgrace.
>Just removal.
>You do not recant your belief:
Wars, once entered, should be won decisively.
>You are called before Congress.
>At the end of the hearing you close with:
“Duty, Honor, Country.”
>Not a slogan.
>A creed.
>You quote from an old barracks hymn:
“Old soldiers never die…”
>And the chamber falls silent.
Leaves behind: a vow kept across oceans; a nation returned to its people; the thunder of Leyte Gulf that broke an empire’s fleet; the quiet deck of the USS Missouri where war formally ended; a defeated Japan rebuilt into a constitutional democracy; religious liberty safeguarded in a wounded land; alliances forged from former enemies; command in Korea at the edge of another world war; one of the most decorated records in American military history; and an enduring creed carried beyond uniform and era — Duty, Honor, Country.