You know, when we started this drone factory, we were just two idiots trying to help Ukraine hit a million FPVs a year.
Next thing you know, we’re out here accidentally becoming the Oppenheimer of kamikaze drones. Ours are now FULLY unjammable, as in, the russians can jam all they want, our babies just laugh and keep flying like they run on renewables.
We’re about to delete A LOT of russian logistics. Like, ‘sorry bro, your supply truck just got yeeted into the next dimension’ levels of deleted.
The British working class need to find their self respect, fast. I grew up without a pot to piss in, around casual racists, I challenged it. There’s no excuse. It’s a choice. The poor are letting themselves be used by multi-millionaire con artists and it fucking enrages me.
Prime Minister Starmer on today’s marches in London:
“Perpetrators should be in no doubt: regardless of ideology, when they attack our minority communities, we will use the full force of the law.”
Good.
I was eating lunch at a cheap teishoku place in Tokyo. The kind where working people go for fast, filling meals.
The salaryman sat down at the counter next to me. Ordered the daily special. When it came, he just stared at it for a minute before eating.
Not in a bad way. Just... looking at it. Really looking at it.
He noticed me and looked embarrassed. Said in English "sorry. I have a strange habit."
I said no problem, and asked what the habit was. He said "before eating, I look at food and think about all the people who made this meal possible."
He pointed at the rice. "Farmer who grew rice. Person who transported rice. Person who cooked rice." Then the fish. "Fisherman. Market worker. Chef."
He said "my father taught me this. He said every meal is the work of hundreds of people. We should acknowledge this before eating."
He did a little bow to his food and started eating.
I tried it with my meal. Looked at everything on my plate and thought about all the people involved. The farmers, the drivers, the cooks, the person who washed the dishes it was served on.
It made the cheap ¥600 lunch feel like something sacred.
When we both finished, the salaryman said "you tried it? Looking?"
I said yes. He smiled. "Makes food taste better, yes? When you remember you are not alone, that many people worked so you can eat, food becomes... how do you say... gratitude in physical form."
I've been doing it ever since. Before every meal, I look and think about all the hands that touched it.
It’s not that bombing the Moscow parade has any strategic, or even great symbolic importance. But billions of people want it, and the customer is always right.
You've nailed it @MarinaPurkiss. Vote Reform – and you're voting for crypto billionaires, secret donors, and Kremlin friends. The choice isn't Labour vs Tory anymore. It's democracy vs grift. 🗳️💷