Not Agata

Mi ostino a cucinare pessime torte, sono incapace di scattare selfie e mi trovo sempre nel posto giusto, ma al momento sbagliato.

[Not Agata @granchiagata]

Lo spleen solo se siete Baudelaire, grazie.

[janniksin archive @sinnervideos]

“Oppa” 😭😭

[Not Agata @granchiagata]

@cryptobeast presente 😆

[Dom Italian Builder @dom_gag_96]

> Be Federico Faggin
> Born in Vicenza, Italy, in 1941.
> Study physics. Become obsessed with semiconductors.
> Move to Silicon Valley in your 20s.
> Get hired at Intel.
> Design the first commercial microprocessor by hand.
> The Intel 4004. The chip that started everything.
> Help lay the foundation for every computer, smartphone, and AI system that follows.
> Receive the National Medal of Technology and Innovation from the President of the United States.
> Barely anyone in Italy knows your name.
> Meanwhile, Italy names airports after politicians.
> Be one of the reasons the modern world computes.
> Be Italian.

[pier luigi pinna @pierpi13]

Gioggia Meloni visita un poverissimo paese della Basilicata e chiede al sindaco quali siano le tre priorità per rilanciare la zona.
«La prima è l’ospedale: c’è, ma mancano i medici».
Lei tira fuori il telefonino, parla per un paio di minuti e poi annuncia:
«Fatto. Entro una settimana arrivano i medici».
«La seconda è l’acqua: c’è, ma una miniera a monte ha inquinato le falde».
Lei riprende il telefonino, altre due parole, e dice:
«Fatto. Entro un mese le falde saranno bonificate e la proprietà risarcirà gli abitanti».
«E la terza?» chiede lei.
«La terza sono i telefonini» risponde il sindaco.
«Qui non prende niente».

[Daria Kryukova @daria_sev]

La Russia ha iniziato ad acquistare benzina dall’India. Lo stesso Paese al quale vende il proprio petrolio.

C’è una celebre frase, spesso attribuita a Winston Churchill:

«Pensavo che sarei morto di vecchiaia. Ma quando la Russia, che sfamava tutta l’Europa con il suo grano, iniziò a importarne, capii che sarei morto dal ridere.»

Che straordinario bilancio di oltre venticinque anni di «stabilità» putiniana.

[Dario D'Angelo @dariodangelo91]

🚨🪖🛢️🇷🇺🇺🇦🇮🇳 Reuters: nel tentativo di attenuare le carenze di carburante provocate dagli attacchi ucraini, la Russia ha iniziato a importare benzina via mare dall’India.

[Andrii Melnyk @MelnykAndrij]

Im UN-Sicherheitsrat habe ich klipp und klar erläutert, warum russische Ölraffinerien ein legitimes militärisches Ziel darstellen. Wer russische Panzer und Kampfflugzeuge mit Treibstoff versorgt, die Zivilisten in der Ukraine töten, kann nicht als ziviles Objekt gelten

[Visegrád 24 @visegrad24]

BREAKING:

The Lower House of the Romanian Parliament has passed bill starting the process of creating a unified state with Moldova.

The bill has now been sent to the Senate

[Not Agata @granchiagata]

@taker280891 @Celli_Seba @JannikSinner_Up mi riferivo alla foto dei 3 abbracciati che hanno bevuto 😂

[Not Agata @granchiagata]

@Celli_Seba @JannikSinner_Up uno è lo sposo (Mondo) l'altro non saprei

[Voices of WW2 @VoicesofWW2]

June 5, 1944. 3:30am.

Eisenhower woke to howling wind and hard rain. At 4:15am, in a water-soaked tent, his meteorologist James Stagg told him: there's a 24-hour break in the storm coming. One window. Miss it, and the next date is June 19.

He had 5,000 ships and 160,000 men already moving toward France.

He said: "OK. Let's go."

That evening at 8:30pm, he drove to Greenham Common to stand among the paratroopers of the 101st Airborne. He had just been privately briefed they could expect 80% casualties. He didn't show it. He walked through the crowd, shaking hands, asking names, asking where men were from.

One soldier, Lt. Wallace Strobel, said Michigan.

Eisenhower smiled. "Oh, Michigan. I used to fish there. Great fishing in Michigan."

Witnesses said his eyes were wet when he got back in the car.

That night, alone, he wrote four sentences and stuffed the paper in his pocket:

"Our landings have failed to gain a satisfactory foothold and I have withdrawn the troops. My decision to attack at this time and place was based upon the best information available. The troops, the air and the Navy did all that Bravery and devotion to duty could do. If any blame or fault attaches to the attempt it is mine alone."

He misdated it "July 5." His mind was somewhere else.

Meanwhile, across the Channel, Field Marshal Rommel was in his staff car rolling through Germany toward home. His wife Lucie was turning 50 tomorrow. He had brought her a pair of shoes from Paris.

The Germans had no Atlantic weather stations. Their meteorologists had told high command: no invasion is possible in this weather. Rommel genuinely believed they had weeks.

The paratroopers jumped at midnight.

[Voices of WW2 @VoicesofWW2]

Today, June 6, 1944. The largest seaborne invasion in history was hours away.

And the man responsible for stopping it was in Germany, carrying a pair of grey suede shoes.

Erwin Rommel, the "Desert Fox," commanded the Atlantic Wall defenses. He alone understood what was coming. He had been screaming for months that if the Allies hit the beaches, the Panzer divisions had to be right there at the waterline to crush them in the first hours. Any later and Allied air power would make movement impossible.

But the weather was brutal. German meteorologists said no invasion was possible in these conditions. So on June 5th, Rommel left Normandy and drove home to surprise his wife with the shoes for her 50th birthday.

He was not there when it started.

At 2am on June 6th, Allied paratroopers began dropping behind German lines. Reports flooded in. Field Marshal von Rundstedt, commanding all German forces in the west, recognized immediately what was happening and ordered the two reserve Panzer divisions, the 12th SS and Panzer Lehr, to move toward the coast. They were parked outside Paris, 120 miles away. Every minute mattered.

OKW overruled him. Only the Führer could release those Panzers.

And the Führer was asleep.

His aides had standing orders: do not wake Hitler. Not for anything. Several generals tried. They were turned away. The fear of delivering wrong information to an unpredictable man in the middle of the night was enough to paralyze the entire German high command.

So they waited.

While 156,000 Allied troops crossed the Channel, while men drowned in the surf and burned on the beaches, the two armored divisions that could have changed the course of the war sat completely idle, engines cold, waiting for one sleeping man's signature.

Hitler woke around noon. They finally told him.

He was not angry. He was not panicked.

He was almost relieved.

Hitler had been expecting this. Allied deception operations had spent months building a fictional army group under Patton in southeast England, leaking fake radio traffic pointing to Pas-de-Calais as the real target. Hitler was totally convinced. Normandy, he told his generals, was the distraction. The REAL blow was still coming further north. He held the Panzers back and waited for an invasion that would never come.

At 4pm he finally gave the order to move. Six hours after the beaches were stormed.

But by 4pm the clouds had broken. Allied fighters and bombers owned the sky over Normandy and annihilated anything that moved on the roads. The Panzers were forced to pull into roadside forests and wait under cover until dark, crawling forward hours too late to matter.

Rommel, meanwhile, was speeding back through Germany in his staff car, having heard the news mid-morning. Witnesses say he barely spoke the entire drive.

Just kept repeating quietly to himself:

"How stupid of me. How stupid of me."

The window to throw the Allies back into the sea was about six hours wide.

It closed while one man slept and another bought shoes.

[Mark Carney @MarkJCarney]

82 years ago, 14,000 Canadians landed on Juno Beach, many of whom would never come home.

On the anniversary of D-Day, we pause to honour those who served and sacrificed. We remember that our rights, our freedoms, and our way of life were fought for and were won by those who answered the call.

[Echoes of War @EchoesofWarYT]

General Omar Bradley called it the most dangerous mission of D-Day. He was not wrong.

At 6:30am on June 6, 1944, 225 Army Rangers approached a 100-foot sheer cliff face on the Normandy coast called Pointe du Hoc.

Their mission: climb it.

The cliff was vertical. The Germans were at the top with full visibility of everyone below. As the Rangers fired grappling hooks upward, the Germans cut the ropes. Shot the men hanging on them. Dropped grenades over the edge onto the climbers beneath.

The Rangers kept climbing.

It took roughly 40 minutes. Men fell. Men were shot off the ropes. The ones behind them grabbed the ropes and kept going.

They reached the top.

Then came the gut punch: the massive 155mm artillery guns they had been sent to destroy were gone. The Germans had moved them inland before the invasion. The entire mission had been sent to destroy guns that weren't there.

Most commanders would have regrouped and called it done.

The Rangers fanned out. Two miles inland, they found the guns, hidden in an orchard, already aimed at Utah Beach and loaded to fire. They destroyed every one with thermite grenades.

Then they dug in. Cut off, with almost no ammunition, no reinforcements, and no resupply, 225 men held Pointe du Hoc against relentless German counterattacks for two full days.

When relief finally arrived, only 90 Rangers could still stand and fight.

Their names are carved on a memorial in Normandy. Most Americans today cannot name a single one.

[Wendy Steward @WooStewd]

Peter Lovett - My step dad is 102 in October. This day 82 years ago he was landing on Juno beach with the Canadians. He stayed there for 6 weeks on Juno, doing his duty. This man is a legend. 🇬🇧

[Lord Hanson of Flint Labour Peer & Minister @RTHondavehanson]

In a corner of parliament at the far end of the Royal gallery a box lies permantly open containing sand from all five Normandy beaches -a reminder to both houses of the sacrifice & the cause of freedom fought for by brave service people on DDay June 6 th 1944. #DDay

[The Iceman @the_iceman64]

90% of the soldiers on the first boats to hit the beach didn't live to see the end of the day. Look at those faces. Some of them never made it to 18.

Never forget that they paid the ultimate price for our freedom. We live our lives the way we do because of them.

[VADYM 🇺🇦🌐🇮🇹 @VadymVietrov]

Il pugile 🇺🇦 Oleksandr Usyk
ha sconfitto Verhoeven per KO all'undicesimo round…

"So che l'Ucraina è sotto bombardamento in questo momento. La mia moglie mi sta scrivendo dal rifugio 'Ti amo' ",
- sono prime parole di #Usyk dopo l'incontro…
#Ucraina #Oreshnik #Pugilato

[Dario D'Angelo @dariodangelo91]

🚨🪖🇺🇦🇷🇺 È quando vedo immagini del genere che anche il pessimismo di una notte infinita per l’Ucraina viene spazzato via, almeno per qualche momento. Mentre Kyiv finisce nel mirino di un Oreshnik, mentre missili e droni scuotono la capitale nelle sue fondamenta, gli ucraini riuniti nei rifugi non rinunciano a seguire le gesta di Oleksandr Usyk, l’ucraino campione del mondo dei pesi massimi di boxe, orgoglio nazionale. Il pugile è alle corde in un match che vale la cintura, prende colpi a ripetizione e sembra destinato a perdere ai punti, visto l’andamento. Ma pochi istanti prima della fine dell‘undicesima ripresa, ecco il colpo di scena: una raffica di pugni costringe l’avversario al ko tecnico. È sport, certo. Mentre la guerra non è un film dal lieto fine assicurato. Ma guardateli, gli ucraini: semplicemente indomabili. Continueranno a combattere a testa alta, con tantissimo cuore. Fino alla campanella dell’ultima ripresa.

[Interesting things @awkwardgoogle]

Green vine snakes rarely attack. They just stare at you as you have disappointed them