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I'm A High-Strung Man And My Temperament's Bad And The Least Thing Makes Me Sore
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corsairesix

All the night scenes in the Fallout show are so dark. They should have lit it like the games and had all of the characters talking to the vault dweller girl have a bright green pip-boy light shining directly in their face

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Part of the reason for my absence was a new job where I get paid to see various Beasts.

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Rittenhouse won the Suburban Chud Powerball jackpot: he got to insert himself into a situation he had no business being in with a rifle, forced a confrontation, "defended himself" with said rifle, and as luck would have it, the two people he killed had records that justify any violence done to them as far as like-minded people are concerned. (They also bent over backwards to make the man he wounded into some equally subhuman villain, with mixed success). He got acquitted while the friend who straw purchased his gun for him got to pay a $2000 fine in a plea deal for "contributing to the delinquency of a minor." He got to go to CPAC with his own theme music. He got to meet with Tucker Carlson and Trump, and do the TPUSA and far right loser podcast circuit.

He basically got the best possible fantasy scenario every dipshit has in their heads when they come in from out of town to start shit with protesters. It was the sort of explosive dumbass success that apparently convinced him he's someone the president should have to talk to.

But what did he win, besides his fifteen minutes of fame? Not much. Right-wingers don't like paying for stuff as a rule, so he didn't really make a lot of money. Nobody really cares about him beyond using his face to trigger the libs, so they won't buy his book or compensate him for putting his face on their merch. It's over. He's gonna be some faceless nobody working a faceless nobody job in Texas who peaked at 17 in the worst possible way, wondering why nobody gives a shit for the rest of his life.

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stedilnik

Felt like dumping a whole bunch of something that I've been sitting on for more than a year now.

It's a bit disjointed and unfinished so do with it as you will.

and that's that... for now i guess.

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It's objectively funny that Robert Mcnamara was secretary of defense during the war where american soldiers just decided to do fucking whatever. They were flying planes directly at SAM sites and welding 6 miniguns to transport planes so they fire 100000 rounds at the jungle while the head honcho of procurement was a straight laced penny pinching stick in the mud geek

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Imagine waiting for the coast guard or whatever to show up and instead a replica of 18th century merchant ship pulls up and tows you to the coast.

pov: you’ve been transported to the 17th century

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ms-demeanor

I'm crying. Here's a photo of a sailor from the Götheborg watching over the little sailboat in tow:

From the story:

We repeatedly emphasized that we were aboard a small 8-meter sailboat, but the response was the same each time: "We are a 50-meter three-masted sailboat, and we offer our assistance in towing you to Paimpol." We were perplexed by the size difference between our two boats, as we feared being towed by a boat that was too large and at too fast a speed that could damage our boat. The arrival of the Götheborg on the scene was rapid and surprising, as we did not expect to see a merchant ship from the East India Company of the XVIII century. This moment was very strange, and we wondered if we were dreaming. Where were we? What time period was it? The Götheborg approached very close to us to throw the line and pass a large rope. The mooring went well, and our destinies were linked for very long hours, during which we shared the same radio frequency to communicate with each other. The crew of the Götheborg showed great professionalism and kindness towards us. They adapted their speed to the size of our boat and the weather conditions. We felt accompanied by very professional sailors. Every hour, the officer on duty of the Götheborg called us to ensure everything was going well.[...] This adventure, very real, was an incredible experience for us. We were extremely lucky to cross paths with the Götheborg by chance and especially to meet such a caring crew. Dear commander and crew of the Götheborg, your kindness, and generosity have shown that your ship is much more than just a boat. It embodies the noblest values of the sea, and we are honored to have had the chance to cross your path and benefit from your help.

"Our destinies were linked for very long hours" is just knocking me out.

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