Russia is Helping the Trump Campaign. Putin's Plan: USA Funding for Ukraine War Will Stop if The Donald is Elected...

Inside the Decade-Long Russian Campaign to 

Infiltrate the NRA and Help Elect Trump...

Femme fatales, lavish Moscow parties and dark
money – how Russia worked the National Rifle Association...

https://www.rollingstone.com/politics/politics-features/inside-the-decade-long-russian-campaign-to-infiltrate-the-nra-and-help-elect-trump-630054/

Russia's Putin authorized pro-Trump 'influence' campaign, US intelligence says... 

https://www.bbc.com/news/world-us-canada-56423536

RFK Jr. Brings up some Interesting Questions... 

I saw a Video where he recommended Decriminalizing Marijuana Nationwide and Taxing it... and Psychedelics Too. What disturbs me about this Video is He Obviously Does not understand the Difference between Decriminalization and Legalization... Could be that he's stupid... 

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/mHEGe3bPcR0

Legalization is MUCH better. Because that allows Official Stores for Adults and Official Farms... Criminals hate that... and in Humboldt County, the economy was supported by illegal farms that have all gone out of business... and the Economy is in a crisis... because No Other Industry Makes any Sense in Rural Humboldt County...  

and Psychedelics... are many different chemicals... I think legalizing Mushrooms, Peyote. LSD. MDMA and DMT is a good idea... mainly because quality and dosage would be regulated... often "ACID" is Not LSD at all but a Random Combination of chemicals that make you feel strange... including that new one that kills people - fentanyl 

NOT STP (DOM) that's a three day trip and the person often ends up in the hospital... NOT Meth, cocaine, heroin or opium...

Rubber Stamp for Sale on Zazzle Gregvan - 

I'm "Woke" and Proud of it

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Religion used to respect the separation of church and state. They didn't always like the SCOTUS rulings, but they respected them. Today, there is no more separation of church and state--they are totally into politics for taxpayer monies and replacing open-minded people with religious school boards, religious universities' curriculum, religious justices that believe the Bible rumps the Constitution, etc.

Elsie woman’s refuge was founded in 1974 by the NSW Woman’s Refuge Movement & Glebe’s squatting community. Spearheaded by feminist activists such as Anne Summers, BessieGuthrie & Jennifer Dakers, the group formed to accomodate for the lack of support for women fleeing domestic violence with no place to go. Their action would become the first radical initiative of its kind to be recognised for its worth and eventually received support from the government despite its origins as a squat. The foundation of the Elsie Women’s
Refuge is a perfect example of the power of radical action and community initiatives, revolutionising the perception and function of housing for vulnerable families.

Today we commemorate Victory Day in which the global working class defeated fascism, bringing the darkest era in modern history to a close. We remember the millions who died at the hands of murderous authoritarian dictatorships who were funded by billionaire tycoons, green lighted into power by monarchs and later sheltered by imperialists. Although the fight against fascism continues, know that there is not a single force on earth that can stand between a united working class and liberation. No tyrant is too high to topple.

https://standupandspit.wordpress.com/about/

Stand Up and Spit was a live performance project launched by Class War during the early 80s. The initiative led to a series of live DIY slam poetry and oral performance events. They were accompanied with a similar environment as a punk concert with crowd participation, improvisation and interactive recitals. Stand Up and Spit events have continued to be organised and drawn names such as dub poet, writer and Peaky Blinders star Benjamin Zephaniah and punk poet Attila the Stockbroker. The project is further explored in provided link below

Governor Ron Death Santa fires Staff Because "SOMEHOW" IT'S THEIR FAULT HE'S A LOSER... In Reality, The More That Voters Learn About Ron, The Less They Like Him!

Ron DeSantis fires roughly a dozen staffers in a campaign shake-up. The Florida governor has struggled to break into Trump’s lead, and his campaign has been burning through money...

https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/2024-election/ron-desantis-fires-roughly-dozen-staffers-campaign-shake-rcna94470 

Go Ahead and Share these Memes Worldwide!

Let's Make Sure that Everywhere People Go On Social Media... they Are Confronted With Truth!

and then on FaceBorg SE Said:

I'm very sensitive to bright sun, so I always wear a hat and sunglasses when I need to be out in the sun. So when it comes to my car, I HAVE to park in the shade. I can't stand coming back to a car that's been baking in the sun, especially if it's parked facing toward the sun, because then I have to deal with the sun after I get back to my car, but I've just walked through the sun in my hat and sunglasses, so I want to return to a car which is in the shade. When I drive into a parking lot, the first thing I do is start scanning around for shade. I bypass all of the parking spaces close to the store entrance if those parking spaces are in the sun. I very often end up parking really far from the store entrance. But the only thing that matters is finding shade. Plus, I don't mind the extra walking. I actually appreciate things that force me to get a bit of extra exercise, so I don't have a problem walking a longer distance across a parking lot. When I get back to my car, it's nice and cool since it hasn't been baking in the sun.

As far as local businesses go, I know which parking lots have plenty of shade and which ones have very little. There are even a few which have NO shade, but I avoid those parking lots. If there is another location of the same store which has shade in its parking lot, I'll choose that location. But most parking lots have at least SOME shade, as long as you're willing to walk a little farther to the store...

GL REPLIED:

Arizonans do this en masse. In the summer all the shade spots are taken before the close ones. I was driving once and went out to ásgase spot. My exboyfriend was the passenger and asked what I was doing. He didn’t speak English so I did my next to explain the Spanish. When I got done he made fun of the little tree I parked under because it didn’t really provide shade and then told me if I really didn’t care about walking vs parking in shade then we could have just left the car at home. It wasn’t always easy to find the opportunity to make jokes with our language barrier but I have to admit that one really got me laughing

and then SE Said: 

I sometimes have to resort to parking under a tree which barely provides any shade at all, but even a minuscule about of shade is better than none. I don't care how far I have to walk to make sure my car is parked in the shade. It can be a massive parking lot with plenty of spaces close to the entrance, but I'll park way, way out in the boonies if that's where the shade is.

Trump has created a dangerous abyss in this country dividing it by his lies, use of racism, xenophobia and misogyny to appeal to those who have similar beliefs, He has made it ok to act on these beliefs.He has rebranded hate as patriotism, He and his evangelical supporters have made a mockery of Christianity. Those MAGAGS in Washington allegedly running Congress have made a mockery out of it with their faux investigations and lies. They have circled the wagon train around Trump and will support him to the end. He and these enemies of democracy need to go. All of them. Jordan, Cruz, Hawely, Scott, Perry, Biggs, Comer, Gaetz, Gohmart, Gosar,Greene,Paul to start.

Embroidered Baseball Cap 4 Sale:

Slogan says: "You Can't Spell Hatred Without a Red Hat!" 

https://www.zazzle.com/you_cant_spell_hatred_embroidered_baseball_cap-233538121382720757

"Make Lying Wrong Again" Embroidered Baseball Cap:

https://www.zazzle.com/make_lying_wrong_again_embroidered_baseball_cap-233231269151434838

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Most Americans Are Pro Choice. Republicans are Pro Crazy! Governor Ron Death Santa Signs a Anti-Abortion Bill... Shooting Himself in the FOOT! --- Empty (Marjorie Taylor) Greene Does the CrazyTalk®Thing...

 

Empty (Marjorie Taylor) Greene

Rep. Marjorie Taylor Greene on Thursday defended the man arrested in connection with a high-profile investigation into leaked classified documents.

In a tweet just hours after the FBI arrested Massachusetts Air National Guardsman Jack Teixeira, 21, Greene, R-Ga., praised his alleged actions and implied President Joe Biden was "the real enemy... 

https://www.nbcnews.com/politics/congress/marjorie-taylor-greene-defends-suspect-leaked-classified-docs-probe-rcna79675

FALSE: Tucker Carlson Whines Suspected Pentagon Leaker Treated ‘Even Worse’ Than Bin Laden... NOT TRUE: WE KILLED OSAMA bin LADEN.

https://www.rollingstone.com/politics/politics-news/tucker-carlson-suspected-pentagon-leaker-treated-worse-bin-laden-1234714849/

Governor Ron Death Santa is an 

Insult to the Futurama TV Show

His Crazy Policies are Causing His

Failure to Become Presidential

Nominee in the Republicriminal

Party... LOSER

DeSantis signs Florida GOP’s 6-week abortion ban into law.

Republican Gov. Ron DeSantis signed into law a bill approved by the Republican-dominated Florida Legislature to ban abortions after six weeks of pregnancy.
The governor’s office said in a statement late Thursday that he had signed the legislation. The ban gives DeSantis a key political victory among Republican primary voters as he prepares to launch an expected presidential candidacy built on his national brand as a conservative standard bearer.

https://apnews.com/article/florida-abortion-ban-approved-c9c53311a0b2426adc4b8d0b463edad1

Stay Away from Florida! Civil Rights Group Issues Warning Against Travel to Florida... They Have GUNS, Floods, The Giant Stinky Seaweed Blob and The Red Tide.

It's A Horrible Place to Take a Vacation!

https://washingtoncurrent.substack.com/p/civil-rights-

group-issues-warning

Gay men, lesbians, transgender Americans and others 

are being warned to curb non-essential travel to Florida 

as a result of a spate of recent actions taken by 

Sunshine State Republicans, led by Gov Ron DeSantis.

Elon Musk Get's it Wrong Again!

The Alleged Murderer Is a Tech Bro...
By pushing the Anti-Woke narrative, they hoped to drive the "we told you so" narrative. But less than ten days after Lee's murder, a suspect has just been apprehended by the police. He is neither homeless nor a drug addict. He is another tech entrepreneur. It is Nima Momeni, an acquaintance of Lee, according to local authorities.

Momeni, who owned a tech business in Emeryville, was arrested on suspicion of murder. He was booked into San Francisco County Jail on a murder charge. 

https://www.thestreet.com/technology/elon-musk-suffers-a-crushing-setback-in-san-francisco

and on a Totally Different Subject... 

Here's a Tale of the Sea by Matt Hinton: 

WALKING AWAY

There are times when we all wish we could just up and walk away, leaving our worries, our fears, and the evening news behind. There are myriad escape routes – quilting bees, extreme skiing, booze. My escape is the simple act of leaving port and heading out to sea.

Well, it’s not always so simple. I served in the Coast Guard back in the late 60’s, part of their newly-formed and short-lived oceanography program. We’d put out to sea for a month at a time, heading out to one of the now-defunct ocean weather stations in the north Atlantic. Deep-ocean buoys and sophisticated weather satellites gradually took over our duties, and the Coast Guard’s ocean station program ended in the early 70’s. Back then, though, pre-satellite, we were an important source of data for forecasters and scientists.

Our preparations for those missions were on the hectic side. There’s a lot to do to prepare a ship and a crew of 140 for a month-long voyage. When all was finally ready, we’d just leave. There was no fanfare, no brass band, no fireboats spraying spumes of salt water hundreds of feet into the air. Big sendoff or not, I liked those departures, that sense of being done with the land. Ours became a very small universe then, a group of young men with a set of clearly-defined jobs to do and nothing much else to intrude.

A year or two ago, I helped a friend of mine prepare for her own voyage. I went up to Seattle to give her a hand with last-minute errands, and to accompany her for the first week of her trip. There were a hundred things to do, both on the boat and ashore, and a thousand items to check off on a fistful of lists. It was very like what I’d gone through in my Coast Guard days, getting ready for our forays into the north Atlantic. Then, however, the responsibility for all the thousands of details was spread thin among our large crew. My friend is a solo sailor, and had to take care of everything herself.

She was preparing for a five-month cruise through the maze of islands in northern British Columbia. She would see orcas and minke whales, otters and harbor seals. She’d anchor in remote coves where she’d hear wolves howling on shore at night. She’d follow grizzly bear tracks in the sand on her way to explore the abandoned villages of the Kwaikiutl and the Tlingit. Those last few days before sailing, though, all she could think of were lists. Did I remember to change the fuel filter on the engine? Is the alternator charging the batteries properly? Where did I put the spare winch handle? Do I have enough soy sauce, enough salami, enough fresh water?

Everything she could think of seemed to be done. If she’d forgotten something, she’d just do without. We cast off the lines. The diesel putt-putted us out past the breakwater into a fresh southwesterly breeze. We raised the sails, cut the engine, and were under way. It felt just the same then as it had 30 years before when my Coast Guard ships left for the open sea. The world became both smaller and larger. The human world was cut down to just the boat, to us, and the rest of the world grew to include all of the open sea.

I left the Coast Guard in 1971, and I don’t own a sailboat. I’ve found a way to reclaim that sense of leaving the world behind, however, and I can do it just about every day. I live ‘way up in the northwestern corner of California, near the little port of Trinidad. The harbor here is formed by a huge, rounded lump of volcanic rock named Trinidad Head. There’s a little sand beach down near the pier that’s a perfect place to launch a kayak. I often go down there on a summer evening, an hour or so before sunset, and slide my boat into the sheltered waters of the bay. My route takes me under the pier, and then out along the steep inner side of the headland. The water is very dark, shaded by the huge looming mass of the head. I paddle through deep shadow. High overhead, sunlit wisps of evening clouds hurry by on the westerly wind. I’ve turned a wide corner in the cliff now, and the pier and the boats in the harbor have all disappeared.

Up ahead is a sharp point of gray, grainy rock. On this side of the point, the cliff leaps up out of deep water to a tree-grown alcove a hundred feet above. Peregrine falcons sometimes nest there. To my left, the broad sweep of Trinidad Bay opens up. Ahead of me, past that abrupt little point, is sunshine. The surface out there is roughened by the wind, and every little wavelet sparkles in the low sun. The surge of the swell, almost unnoticed in the harbor, intensifies. A couple of paddle-strokes, and I burst out into sunlight and into the open sea.

Right here is the end of the land, and the beginning of the rest of the world. If I were to steer a course due west, I’d eventually find myself in Japan. To the south, the next land is Antarctica, 8,000 miles away.

The transition from sheltered water to the open sea is exhilarating, a smaller version of other, grander sailings. It’s also a little spooky. I know there are white sharks around, for one thing. One of them once upended my kayak, rendering me jumpy for weeks. The ocean, calm and placid inside the harbor, turns muscular and unpredictable beyond the point. The waves bounce off the cliff face, shifting my little boat from side to side. I feel a little uncomfortable out there in the open, all alone, and soon turn back into the sheltered, shadowed water inside the head. My visit to the open sea always does the trick, however. For the length of my small voyage, I’ve forgotten any problems that might wait back on land. I’ve cast off, I’ve headed out. I’ve done what a lot of people want to do these days, and walked away for a little while.

matt hinton.