This really should be one of the biggest stories in the country.
California Democrats laundered 15 billion taxpayer dollars over a decade and haven’t built a single train track.
Dems got rich while Californians were effectively robbed.
People should be jailed over this fraud.
At the risk of being a libertarian killjoy, I don’t think that imposing price controls on football tickets is one of the legitimate functions of the state.
я сначала не поверил, но потом решил проверить ру��ами и офигел
есть закрыть прямоугольником 9:16 ровно центр видео, то ничего не поймешь , пропадает 95% информации
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Me, a Germanic Pagan: "Oh like Sol and Máni. Men's restroom is the moon door then."
My buddy Alexandra, a Hellenist: "Oh like Apollo and Artemis. Women to then moon I guess."
My buddy Ken, a Shintoist: "Oh like Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi. Gotta go right."
Studies have found that when teachers don't know a student is a boy, they give him higher grades. This demonstrates clear bias against boys in education.
And this bias is both systemic and institutionalized, so it's sexist even by the woke definition.
A hot dog stand in Chicago. I reached for the ketchup.
The man behind the counter said one word. "No."
I froze. I understood. I had nearly broken a sacred law.
His name was Sal. He held a mustard bottle in each hand and had the calm of a man who has turned away kings. He told me the dog already had mustard, relish, onion, tomato, a pickle, peppers, and celery salt. He told me it was "dragged through the garden." He told me ketchup would never touch it.
I bowed. I had been shown the code.
I asked Sal who decreed this law. He shrugged. "That's just how it is here." A law so old its author is forgotten. The strongest kind.
Then a man two stools down asked for ketchup for his child. Sal allowed it. "Eight and under," he said.
So the law holds one mercy. Below eight winters, a child is innocent. At eight, he becomes responsible for his own honor. I found this more beautiful than anything in my own country.
I have not put ketchup on anything since.
Not on eggs. Not on rice. A vow does not check what is on the plate.
I flew home. At a stand in my own city, a boy reached for the red bottle. I caught his wrist. "You are over eight," I said. He did not know what I meant. His mother was upset. I tried to explain the garden. I tried to explain Sal.
I am now asked not to return to that stand.
I have appointed myself guardian of a law from a city I visited once, for a single afternoon.
So tell me, America.
Who forbade the red sauce on the sausage, and in what year?
And if no one remembers, who am I now serving?
The most Japanese man encounters the most American situation, and writes of his experience in the most elegant way I have ever seen
I am inspired. I wish I could have written this, but this man writes better truth than I could have written as fiction.
Thank you, Nobunaga-san.
This is the ultimate midwit healthcare take.
No, 32 countries have not “figured out” universal healthcare.
The UK has “free” healthcare, and roughly 1 in 3 cancer patients in England still fail to start treatment within 62 days of urgent referral.
Canada has “free” healthcare, and the median wait for neurosurgical treatment is around a year.
Australia has “free” healthcare, and over half the country still buys private insurance despite paying for a public universal system with their taxes.
Switzerland has universal coverage, because residents are required to buy private insurance. There is no government system where benevolent bureaucrats tuck you in at night with a warm blanket and an MRI appointment.
The actual lesson from other wealthy countries is not “they figured it out.”
America’s system has huge problems. Our prices are insane, insurance markets are distorted, and hospital systems are cartelized. Our regulations make care more expensive than it needs to be.
Yet we still guarantee access to even the 8% who don’t have coverage. We give easy routes to qualify for medicaid for those with disabilities.
Pretending the rest of the world solved healthcare because they slapped the word “universal” on a rationing scheme is not analysis.
It is bumper sticker policy for people who think access means having a card in your wallet while you wait a year to see the doctor you need.
587 days.
That's how long the Canadian healthcare system took to call me back about the spinal surgery I needed immediately or risk losing the use of my legs.
In 2024, I broke my back in Singapore. The neurosurgeon there said surgery was urgent. After 3 weeks fighting my insurance from a hospital bed, I flew home with medical support.
The Canadian hospital quoted an 8-month wait.
I'm lucky I could afford to go private. The next day, I had the operation.
Today, 587 DAYS LATER, the public hospital called to say they're ready for me.
People say Canadian healthcare is free and great. It's neither.
It's horrible!