Short one…because, I can’t stop laughing. But, but…I thought he meant the “other” immigrants/refugees; tough when reality bites you in the ass. Not a drop of sympathy, not a single tear in the eye…only thing in my mind, is “Gee, sucks to be you, doesn’t it?!” Why not send an email or give Cosplay-Barbie-Kristi Noem-the puppy killer, a call? 🤣🤣🤣
Just when you think the U.S. Diaper-Don admins could not get any more ridiculous and insane than they are? KKK-Karoline steps in and says, “Hold my whine.”
As a Canadian, I have to say, living north of the U.S. is, what I can only assume, the same situation as neighbours to a crack house experience.
I vacillate between belly laughs to ugly crying for my relatives and friends having to suffer through the destruction of their country be a mad man and his hench people.
Figured we would start seeing these kinds of articles. Oooo, Cannabis bad, pharmaceuticals and booze, better…
The following is purely anecdotal. I have R.A. – on a bad day? It feels like my joints are going to swell through my skin and that they are made up of shattered glass. It has been gradual and I did learn to “work around” but work around is now, not an option. Simple chores, like making the darn bed, vacuuming, bring up laundry, or a simple walk to the mailbox, requires thought and planning, sometimes it is just a full speed ahead and “Git ‘er done!”, worry about the pain later.
I’ve been prescribed Prednisone, Supeudol and Tramadol, the last 2 are opioids…
I refuse to take Prednisone, I’ve taken it before and for me, the side effects were, almost, worse than the conditions it was prescribed to relieve; the opioids, well…we all know the impact those can have on life.
Folks had recommended I try CBD and CBN; so I headed to a government run dispensary in Québec, learned Gummies were not available because…kids. Right. Even though you have to show government picture I.D. Yes, Québec is a nanny-state. The products I was given, did nothing – I don’t smoke weed. I despise the smell and it makes me cough, so I was given oil…it ended up in the trash.
We decided to try Ontario, a little less of the whole nanny-state thing and sure enough, Gummies, all sorts of Gummies. Some with THC, some without. We bought an assortment. (Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, Francesco @ OnePlant Hawkesbury, https://www.oneplant.ca/locations/hawkesbury#
I was on the fence, I was never an imbiber of the Devil’s Lettuce 🤣🤣; even back in the ’70’s…if I smoked, it was Hash, far less harsh, I didn’t cough and damn, I had a really cute pipe but I ceased “illegal” substances back in 1979. A couple of forays into cookies and some special “cream cheese” but those left me comatose…not a bad thing, just not my thing.
Well, spoke to Francesco, asked a few questions and we decided on a few products. First night I tried the CBD/CBN gummies, some success in the sleeping department, pain relief was minimal.
2nd night, tried a combo of the CBD/CBN and a THC Gummie. Damn. I slept, I got up the next morning without the aid of my night table for support. NOT A CURE-ALL but definite improvement. The inflammation is still there but slightly less and with R.A. this alone, is a boon.
For now, I’m sticking to my Gummies – less impact of my health and well being than the Prednisone/opioids and maybe that’s why we’re seeing more and more articles on the evils of cannabinoids…cutting into the old profit margin.
Edward Dorn, with special recognition to Stephen King (The Stand).
Boy…do we need help.
Optimism has been beaten into the ground by the insanity below our Canadian border. In my younger and admittedly, naïve years…I truly believed we were living in the Age of Horus and then? George Bush Sr. Lost some of that optimism. Clinton, Bush Jr. and my optimism was ebbing away; then Obama and I remember the joy I felt he was elected. Hope returned. I am sure I don’t need to rate my optimism at this point….
Someone I greatly admire, said the following, in a clip I saw this morning, “Things ain’t the way they were when we were kids…” (Lon Milo Duquette). Struck me like a ton of bricks as that was, exactly, what I was feeling, along with, “What, the f*ck”, happened?!”
No, I was not at Woodstock, far too young. No, I did not experience the “Summer of Love” nor was I a “hippie”. I did, however, though osmosis, and Aleister Crowley/Thelema (its a love/hate relationship…don’t ask), develop a hope for the future of humanity, where individual spirituality took us to a place of inner and outer peace. The building of world of intellect, where ego was not narcissism but a thing to be grown, tended and used to enhance the concepts of a greater world.
Yeah, that’s a big old “Nope”.
We can’t look to pseudo-leaders, men and yes, they are men, so poisoned, so insane, so dangerous that, as human beings, we can’t tolerate their continued efforts to destroy our world to enrich themselves.
They are law breakers, they have perverted their office, trampled on the rights of their citizens.
I’m in my sunset years, and I am so afraid for my children, for my grandchildren. The fear can make me burst out in tears of frustration.
We are in trouble, friends and neighbours. We are in deep, desperate trouble. There is no hero waiting in the wings to swoop in and rescue us from the evil empire. We need to be our own heroes, I’m afraid. We need to recognize the sleights of hand being used, globally. Diversion from the destruction of a society of free will, of individual spirituality, of collective peace.
I think we are all aware that Dementia Don pulled the whole B2 thing to divert from the disaster he has created in the U.S. The branches of this disgusting manoeuvre is chilling.
T.A.C.O. Trump, the tyrant has already enabled the racists and all other bottom dwellers, to rise up and inflict their rot on every day Americans. This move will embolden them, even further.
Due to the deplorable state of the American education system, much of the U.S. couldn’t find Iran on a map, let alone understand the intricacies of her culture. Identify someone from Iran? Anyone not suffering from melanin deprivation, will become a target of hate (more than usual).
The world has watched the Jan. 6th insurrectionists don ICE uniforms and face masks (the same masks they railed against during the pandemic because CO₂ or some such nonsense) zip tie children, kidnap innocent people off the streets and accuse aboriginal (Native) Americans of being illegal immigrants…such is their level of intelligence. I would harbour a guess and say that their collective I.Q. is 3 and it takes 2 to bark…
It is a dangerous, dangerous time to not sport glow-in-the-dark freckled skin in the United States. Please, dear friends, dear neighbours, be careful. Do not go out alone. Invest in a ring doorbell and use it, do not answer your door, to strangers. I know, most of you have employed these safety methods already but encourage friends, co-workers, neighbours to do the same. Don’t underestimate the racist threats to your families and yourselves. The words, “Sleeper Cells”, “Terrorists” are already appearing in the rags, online and otherwise, of the racist right, don’t dismiss this as just the nutbars – Diaper Don has normalized racism, normalized racist propaganda and will continue to divert the American people from the tanking of the economy, the Billionaire Bonus Bill and the grassroot rise of protests against his regime.
I have created a group on the Book of Faces 😉 for all the Nightreign newbs out there who may be throwing up their hands in frustration (hopefully AFTER putting down controllers or walking away from computers..). I have investigated groups and I’ve found the inevitable freaking Edgelords, you know the ones…hiding personal fragility behind, what they feel, are pithy comments, offering no help, just insults.
I mentioned in another blog post, I play solo. I play all my games solo; with the exception of Diablo IV where I will play with a couple of close friends/family. I can’t dedicate time to teams, I never know when I will be online. I also, LONG AGO, gave up on the “mike-ing” my games due to the behaviours I have encountered over the years – racists, misogynists, teenage wannabe-edgelords, burping, farting…I just don’t have the time or the patience for it.
Nightreign presents some real challenges for folks who prefer solo play; I’m researching, it can be done but it is a far more difficult than team play. In all honesty, if I had to rate myself on sucking at a game? A scale of 1 – 10 with 10 being the most suckage? I’m a 15. The game needs some dedication and the past couple of weeks haven’t afforded me that time, but I have researched some of the the sites that offer help and tips. I am hoping membership increases enough so that a helpful community will be created, for solo and teams. Feel free to join, I’ll be monitoring the group pretty heavily, in order to ensure safety and a positive environment. It is public, for now.
Disappointed and kind of pissed; yes – you can play Nightreign solo but it is a real pain in the butt; it is frustrating and way more aggravating than a “game” should be. Elden Ring was completely playable solo and that’s how I play – solo. I play for fun, for personal challenge, as an escape from reality but primarily for FUN. Nightreign, for me, is not fun. Yes, I’ll keep playing but probably not with any regularity and I sure, as hell, am not going to recommend it.
I play on the PS5 system, graphics are good, the mechanics are fairly easy but the options for solo play leave much to be desired. You need to embark on expeditions, there’s no wandering around, discovering areas first, as far as I can tell. You absolutely have to embark on the assigned expeditions. There are some days where I just want to wander around a game’s layout but that’s not possible with this game. I am not loving the “expeditions”. Frustrating, even aggravating. Not the escape I had hoped, it is, so far, just a headache in the making. I’m finding it difficult to get invested in the story.
It could be that I’m simply not used to the style Bandai has created for the game. I’ll keep playing, maybe I am missing something.
The game is great for folks that enjoy the team play experience but for solo players, for me? So far, it sucks.
Middle East: I heard some Trumpian dickhead blather that they would have “boots on the ground” and Hegseth, the incompetent and rumoured drunk/molester, dribble something about “assets in the Middle East”. Personally, I think he watched the Bourne movies once too often.
I am a late stage Boomer; WWII had been over for almost 15 years, the Korean conflict had ended over 5 years previous to my birth but, in 1965, Johnson started to send soldiers to a country, over 13 800 kms (apox. 8500 miles for U.S. folk). No direct threat to the U.S. but took the lives of 58 200 of American youth. This was the conflict, in which, Trump was ordered to serve but as is the family legacy, the Trump tail was tucked between the legs and suddenly, there were “bone spurs”.
I remember Vietnam, first war to be broadcast into our living/family rooms. Over the next decade, I met a few of the resisters, who had fled to Canada. They weren’t deserters, they were resisters. Refusing to fight a war that did not threaten their country, in any way, shape or form.
There is no draft per se, anymore; there is, however the mandatory Selective Service mandate (I wonder if Barron registered…) So the middle, working, and impoverished classes are still in danger of being called up and sent to the Middle East to fight in yet another military action with no impact on America. To fight in yet another “created” action.
Created, once again, by Netanyahu. Big surprise. (🙄).
Here’s the timeline;
Friday, June 13, 2025 — Israel launches blistering attacks on the heart of Iran’s nuclear and military structure, deploying warplanes and drones previously smuggled into the country to assault key facilities and kill top generals and scientists.
Saturday, June 14, 2025 — Israel expands its airstrikes to include targets in Iran’s energy industry as Iranian missile and drone attacks continue on Israel.
Sunday, June 15, 2025 — Israel unleashes airstrikes across Iran for a third day and threatens even greater force as some Iranian missiles evade Israeli air defenses to strike buildings in the heart of the country. Planned talks on Iran’s nuclear program in Oman between the United States and Tehran, which could provide an off-ramp, are called off.
Lots of breast beating about nuclear capabilities of Iran…yes, I would be concerned about a country as volatile as Iran having nuclear capabilities but I am equally as concerned by Israel, India, Pakistan, North Korea, and Russia (frankly, with Dementia Don in charge, I am concerned about the U.S. as well) possessing nuclear weapons.
Be prepared, young Americans, to head north. I have a couple of spare rooms. Sadly, I am not being facetious.
Yeah, I still have a “blankie”. I put it on my side of the bed, every night. It is, in excess, of 60 years old and belonged to my grandmother. Why? Well, my grandmother was an amazing, loving and hysterically funny Newfoundland woman. She always had cherry Chiclets in her pocket for me, hugs and kisses were never ending. It was an absolute unconditional love. Lost her when I was 15. Still feel that loss.
Husband is a truckdriver, he does stay within our province but has to leave at 2:00 am, for his run, the blanket is my security. It is my continued connection to my Nanny Mary.