rdcurrie

Sarcasm is my defense against a world that seems to be voluntarily going full-retard. I have been called a liberal-fascist it, amused me.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

Stateside, a gas station. I drank a frozen blue beverage too quickly, and was struck down by a punishment this entire nation knows, and accepts, and has named.

The drink is called a slush. Ice, sweetness, and a blue that does not occur in nature. The day was hot. I was thirsty. I drank like a soldier at a river.

The pain arrived in my skull like a war horn.

Behind the eyes. Above everything. Total. I gripped the roof of my car. I may have made a sound.

"Brain freeze," said the cashier through the door, with no urgency whatsoever.

It has a NAME. The affliction is so common it has a household name, like a cousin.

"Tongue on the roof of your mouth," called a man at the pumps. He did not look over. He prescribed the remedy mid-pump, casually, the way one mentions weather.

I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. The war horn faded. The healer nodded at his pump, finished, and was gone in a Chevrolet.

In my land, punishment follows crime by way of courts and seasons. Here, the sentence is instant. Drink with greed, and the ice strikes the mind directly. No trial. No appeal. Perfectly fair.

And here is what moves me. EVERYONE has felt it. The cashier. The healer. Children. Elders. An entire nation united by the same small lightning, all taught the same cure, all passing it on to strangers at gas stations, free of charge.

You cannot fully distrust a country once you know it shares one pain.

The freeze does not punish thirst. It punishes haste.

I finished the slush slowly, like a scholar. Blue tongue. Clear mind.

Then at the door I forgot everything, drank deeply, and was struck down again.

"Tongue, hon," said the cashier, without looking up.

Discipline is a journey.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.

Chips. Salsa. Unrequested. Free.

I stopped the waiter. "We have not earned these."

"They just come with the table, man."

They come with the TABLE. In my land, hospitality is a debt. Every gift creates an obligation, weighed carefully, returned in the proper season with interest of feeling. Here, the gift arrives before you have even proven you can pay for dinner.

This is not an appetizer. This is a declaration: we trust you. Eat.

I ate with the gravity the moment deserved. And then — I must report this calmly — the basket emptied, and a new one appeared.

"Did we…?"

"Refill," the waiter said. "It's bottomless."

Bottomless. They have wells of salsa. The supply lines of this nation are beyond anything my ancestors imagined.

My friend warned me. "Don't fill up on chips, dude."

Too late. I had accepted three baskets. Honor demanded each one be finished — an unfinished gift is an insult. By the time my actual food arrived, I was a ruined man.

I was not hungry. I was not comfortable. I had been defeated by a courtesy.

Generosity that arrives before the request cannot be repaid. It can only be survived.

I know the rule now. I have made my peace with the basket. One basket. Two at the most.

Who am I deceiving. There is no number of baskets I would refuse. The trust of a nation is in that salsa, and I intend to honor all of it.

[Buzz Patterson @BuzzPatterson]

When I was the Air Force Military Aide to Bill Clinton (and again, that was not a political appointee position, it was a military assignment), I served daily with very young staffers who were appointed because of their efforts in the campaign or who their parents were.

I really enjoyed interacting with most of them. Bright kids from Ivy League school. But their naïveté and lack of experience showed. Dramatically.

One day I was walking across the White House “campus,” the “18 acres,” and I encountered one of the young female staffers. We chatted for a bit, and she asked me, “So, why did you join the military? Were your career options limited or were you forced to by a judge?”

I wanted to throat punch her, but I said, “No, ma’am, I volunteered.”

She asked, “But why? Lack of education? No other options?”

“No, ma’am, I volunteered. Really. Not only do I have a Bachelor’s but also an MBA.”

She asked again, “Then why?”

I shook my head and walked away. They simply can’t understand a higher calling. They are incapable of understanding that another human who would selflessly serve.

Therein lies much of the Democrat vs. military disconnect. They’re missing the patriotism chip.

[Mor Edge Insight @MorEdge_Insight]

Classic 1980s debate moment.
A woman in hijab passionately challenges Rabbi Meir Kahane: “How can you have no compassion for the Arab people?” invoking Hitler and Palestinian suffering.

Kahane’s calm, piercing response cuts through:

“You had an opportunity for your own state in 1948. The UN proposed partition plan which would have created a Palestine and an Israel. You went to war. You killed 6,000 of our people. ’56, another war. ’67, another war. ’73, another war. I don’t trust you. I don’t believe you. When I’m attacked and I win and you lose, and you’re the one that started it, learn one thing… you take the consequences of your actions.”

Raw, unfiltered truth about repeated rejection of peace and the cost of starting wars.

No slogans. Just history.

Powerful then. Powerful now.

[Mia Talias @miatalias]

Go back home.

[Playteaux @Playteaux1]

Sound On Please

[Kentucky Girl @Notwokenow]

Omg. This is so wrong. 😂😂😂😂

[Savage Clip @TheDarkHumours]

2 girls one boat.

[Second before disaster @NeverteIImeodd]

A Brazilian mother went to the police station to complain about her son who keeps beating her. The police officer asked about his whereabouts, went to him, then punched him and warned him against repeating it with his mother.

[Joe Rogan Podcast News @joeroganhq]

This is why women are the most violent protesters.

[illuminatibot @iluminatibot]

WHAT CRITICAL THINKERS ENDURED DURING COVID

[rdcurrie @rdcurrie]

Hey @AnthropicAI — I have 2 Claude accounts and I'm trying to give you MORE money, not less. 4 different cards declined on a Pro→Max upgrade, 10+ support tickets, only automated replies. 7 months of work on the account I can't upgrade. Can a human please take a look?

[The Drunk Republican @DrunkRepub]

Rich liberals falling for Communism, again

[rdcurrie @rdcurrie]

@WarPath2pt0 BEAUTITUL!

[rdcurrie @rdcurrie]

@AnthropicAI "Thanks for reaching out. This conversation has been closed and is no longer monitored. If you need further assistance, please submit a new request and our team will be happy to help."
The issue remains unresolved... Can a human get a little help please?

[rdcurrie @rdcurrie]

@AntiLeftMemes He’s gonna be on the news sooner than later…

[rdcurrie @rdcurrie]

@infantrydort Piano wire and tall trees…

[Mareth @marethink]

@realMaalouf That is NOT where the term useful idiot originated — see here ➡️ https://t.co/aS4maD2Nlo

You’re not who you pretend to be.