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@RalphNader Nothing is more absurd than the megalomaniacal tone struck by the Green Party’s 2000 presidential candidate.

Today, the notoriously picky TSA at Bradley Airport in Connecticut confiscated a container of fresh hummus. "Hummus?! Why?" asked the traveler. "Hummus is not a mysterious liquid. It’s a nutritious popular vegetable!" "Doesn’t matter," was the rejoinder. "Either leave the line with it or it goes into the garbage." So now add hummus to the list of national security perils. Maybe ground broccoli will be next. Absurdity reigns! -R

Oxford University researchers have discovered the densest element yet known to science... The new element, Governmentium (symbol=Gv), has one neutron, 25 assistant neutrons, 88 deputy neutrons and 198 assistant deputy neutrons, giving it an atomic mass of 312. These 312 particles are held together by forces called morons, which are surrounded by vast quantities of lepton-like particles called pillocks. Since Governmentium has no electrons, it is inert. However, it can be detected because it impedes every reaction with which it comes into contact. A tiny amount of Governmentium can cause a reaction that would normally take less than a second, to take from 4 days to 4 years to complete. Governmentium has a normal half-life of 2 to 6 years. It does not decay, but instead undergoes a reorganisation in which a portion of the assistant neutrons and deputy neutrons exchange places. In fact, Governmentium's mass will actually increase over time, since each reorganisation will cause more morons to become neutrons, forming isodopes. This characteristic of moron promotion leads some scientists to believe that Governmentium is formed whenever morons reach a critical concentration. This hypothetical quantity is referred to as a critical morass. When catalysed with money, Governmentium becomes Administratium (symbol=Ad), an element that radiates just as much energy as Governmentium, since it has half as many pillocks but twice as many morons.

@anyonewantchips Speaker Johnson has no extramarital kids despite cheating on his wife with multiple guys. Is it true?

Trump has 5 kids with 3 women he cheated on. Elon Musk has 14 kids with 4 women he cheated on. Pete Hegseth has 7 kids with 3 women he cheated on. RFK Jr has 7 kids with 3 women he cheated on. The Republican Party protects pedophiles. Family values - my ass.

Algebra is returning to 8th grade public school classrooms in San Francisco—a major step forward for our students and our families. Since day one, we’ve pushed SFUSD to focus on getting back to the basics. For San Francisco to be a world-class city, we need a world-class public education system. By expanding access to Algebra, we are preparing every student for success in high school and beyond. Thank you to School Board President Phil Kim, SFUSD, and our educators for taking this critical step in the right direction for San Francisco and our future.

@TheMoneyApe Very mature position.

🚨 QATAR BIG STATEMENT ON IRAN🚨 QATAR’S FOREIGN MINISTRY SPOKESPERSON MAJED AL-ANSARI: “IRAN HAS BEEN HERE FOR MILLENNIA. NO ONE IS GOING ANYWHERE.” WE WILL REMAIN NEIGHBORS, WHETHER WE LIKE IT OR NOT & NO COUNTRY WILL DISAPPEAR BY FORCE OR WISH. QATAR LOST BIG… Show more

@shanaka86 “Witch“ makes sense!

BREAKING. Thirty-six hours ago President Donald Trump said “obliterate.” This morning he said “productive conversations.” The question every trader, diplomat, and general is asking: what broke between Saturday night and Monday morning? Six things broke simultaneously. Not one of them was Iranian. First. The bill arrived. The Pentagon requested over $200 billion in supplemental funding. The war cost $11.3 billion in six days, $16.5 billion in twelve. At $1.38 billion per day and accelerating, congressional resistance to the supplemental is real. The money that was supposed to fund “days not weeks” now needs a vote that may not pass. Second. The Fed killed the rate-cut thesis. On March 18, the Federal Reserve held rates at 3.5 to 3.75 percent and revised its 2026 PCE inflation forecast to 2.7 percent from 2.4, citing the Iran war energy shock. The dot plot shows one cut in all of 2026, down from two. Every basis point of delayed easing is pain for housing, credit, and the Magnificent Seven. The war that was supposed to demonstrate strength is demonstrating inflation. Third. The allies revolted politely. Twenty-two countries signed up to coordinate on Hormuz. Zero committed a warship during combat. Japan is releasing strategic reserves. South Korea’s Kospi has fallen 12 percent. Europe’s gas surged 35 percent after Qatar’s LNG was knocked offline & declared force majeure up to 5 years. Trump called NATO “cowards” and got a press release. The coalition of the willing is a coalition of the waiting. Fourth. TSMC sent the signal. Taiwan imports nearly 97 percent of its energy. Its LNG reserves cover 11 days. Qatar supplies a third of global helium, which TSMC needs for chip fabrication. The helium is bottled behind a closed strait. Every Nvidia GPU, every Apple chip, every AI cluster depends on a fab in Hsinchu counting its gas in single-digit days. The Magnificent Seven have shed hundreds of billions as energy rotation crushes tech. Fifth. Birol named the damage. The IEA chief told Australia this morning that 40 energy assets across nine countries are severely damaged, global oil supply has fallen 11 million barrels per day, the crisis exceeds both 1970s shocks combined, and no country is immune. He named fertilisers and helium as interrupted flows. The man who runs global energy security called the war Trump started the worst energy crisis in modern history. Sixth. The midterms. Gas prices are up 93 cents per gallon. Sixty-six percent of Americans call this a war of choice. Sixty percent disapprove. Fifty-seven percent say it is going badly. The numbers that matter in Washington are not barrels per day. They are approval ratings in swing states where voters fill their tanks every Tuesday. Six pressures. One post. President Trump did not discover diplomacy. He discovered arithmetic. The 48-hour ultimatum was a threat. The 5-day pause is a confession that the threat’s consequences were worse than its target. Destroying power plants would have sealed the strait permanently, triggered Ghalibaf’s promise to “irreversibly destroy” Gulf desalination and energy infrastructure, crashed TSMC’s supply chain, spiked inflation past 3 percent, and handed the midterms to the opposition on a platter of $7 gasoline. The pause is real. The relief is not. The strait is still closed. The 40 assets are still damaged. The fertiliser is still blocked. The planting window is still closing. The five-day clock is already ticking. The molecules do not negotiate. The molecules wait. Full deep dive analysis: open.substack.com/pub/shanakaans…

@Microinteracti1 Grieving for everything that was America.

Robert Mueller died last night. He was 81 years old. He had a wife who loved him for sixty years. He had two daughters, one of whom he met for the first time in Hawaii, in 1969, on a few hours of military leave, before he got back on the plane and returned to Vietnam. He had grandchildren. He had a faith he practiced quietly, without performance. He had, in the way of men who have seen real things and survived them, a quality that is increasingly rare and increasingly mocked in the country he spent his life serving. He had integrity. And tonight the President of the United States said good! I have been sitting with that word for hours now. Good. One syllable. The thing you say when the coffee is hot or the traffic is moving. The thing a man who has never had to bury anyone, never had to sit in the specific silence of a room where someone is newly absent, reaches for when he wants the world to know he is satisfied. Good. The daughters are crying and the wife is alone in the house and good. I want to speak directly to the Americans reading this. Not the political Americans. Just the human ones. The ones who have lost a father. The ones who know what it is to be in that first hour, when you keep forgetting and then remembering again, when ordinary objects become unbearable, when the world outside the window seems obscene in its indifference. I want to ask you, simply, to hold that feeling for a moment, and then to understand that the man you elected looked at it and typed a single word. Good. This is not a country having a bad day. I need you to understand that. Countries have bad days. Elections go wrong. Leaders disappoint. Institutions bend. But there is a different thing, a rarer and more terrible thing, that happens when the moral center of a place simply gives way. Not dramatically. Not with a single catastrophic event. But quietly, in increments, until one evening a president celebrates the death of an old man whose family is still warm with grief, and enough people find it acceptable that it becomes the weather. Just the weather. That is what is happening. That is what has happened. The world knows. From Tokyo to Oslo, from London to Buenos Aires, people are not angry at America tonight. Anger would mean there was still something to fight for, some remaining faith to be betrayed. What I see, in the reactions from everywhere that is not here, is something older and sadder than anger. It is the look people get when they have waited a long time for someone they love to find their way back, and have finally understood that they are not coming. America is being grieved. Past tense, almost. The idea of it. The thing it represented to people who had nothing else to believe in, who came here with everything they owned in a single bag because they had heard, somehow, across an ocean, that this was the place where decency was written into the walls. That idea is not resting. It is not suspended. It is being buried, in real time, with 7,450 likes before dinner. And the church said nothing. Seventy million people have decided that this man, this specific man who has cheated everyone he has ever made a promise to, who has mocked the disabled and the dead and the grieving, who celebrated tonight while a family wept, is an instrument of God. The pastors who made that bargain did not just trade away their credibility. They traded away the thing that made them worth listening to in the first place. The cross they carry now is a costume. The faith they preach is a loyalty oath with scripture attached. When the history of American Christianity is written, this will be the chapter they skip at seminary. Now I want to talk about the men who stand next to him. Because this is the part that actually breaks my heart. JD Vance is not a bad man. I have to say that, because it is true, and because the truth matters even now, especially now. Marco Rubio is not a bad man. Lindsey Graham is not a bad man. They are idiots, but not bad, as in BAD! These are men with mothers who raised them and children who love them and friends who remember who they were before all of this. They are not monsters. Monsters are simple. Monsters do not cost you anything emotionally because there is nothing in them to mourn. These men are something more painful than monsters. They are men who knew better, and know better still, and will get up tomorrow and do it again. Every small compromise they made had a reason. Every moment they looked the other way had a justification that sounded, at the time, almost reasonable. And now they have arrived here, at a place where a president celebrates the death of an old man and they will find a way, on television, to say nothing that means anything, and they will go home to houses where children who carry their name are waiting, and they will say goodnight, and they will say nothing. Their oldest friends are watching. The ones who knew Rubio when he still believed in something. Who knew Graham when he said, out loud, on the record, that this exact man would destroy the Republican Party and deserve it. Who sat next to Vance and thought here is someone worth knowing. Those friends are not angry tonight. They moved through anger a long time ago. What they feel now is the quiet, irrecoverable sadness of watching someone disappear while still being present. Of watching a person they loved choose, again and again, to become less. That is what cowardice costs. Not the coward. The people who loved him. And in the comments tonight, the followers celebrate. People who ten years ago brought casseroles to grieving neighbours. Who stood in the rain at gravesides and meant the words they said. Who told their children that we do not speak ill of the dead because the dead were someone's beloved. Those people are tonight typing gleeful things about a man whose daughters are not yet done crying. And they feel clean doing it. Righteous. Because somewhere along the way the thing they were given in exchange for their decency was the feeling of belonging to something, and that feeling is very hard to give up even when you can no longer remember what you gave for it. When Trump is gone, they will still be here. Standing in the silence where the noise used to be. Without the permission the crowd gave them. Without the pastor who told them their cruelty was holy. They will be alone with what they said and what they cheered and what they chose to become, and there will be no one left to tell them it was righteous. That morning is coming. Robert Mueller flew across the Pacific on military leave to hold his newborn daughter for a few hours before returning to the war. He came home. He buried his dead with honour. He served presidents of both parties because he understood that the institution was larger than any one man. He told his grandchildren that a lie is the worst thing a person can do, that a reputation once lost cannot be recovered, and he lived that, every day, in the quiet and unglamorous way of people who actually believe what they say. He was the kind of American the world used to point to when it needed to believe the story was true. He died last night. His wife is alone in their house in Georgetown. His daughters are learning what the world is without him in it. And somewhere in the particular hush that falls over a family in the first hours of loss, the most powerful man and the biggest loser on earth sent a message to say he was glad. The world that loved what America was supposed to be is grieving tonight. Not for Robert Mueller only. For the country that produced him and then became this. For the distance between what was promised and what was delivered. For the suspicion, growing quieter and more certain with each passing month, that the America people believed in was always partly a story, and the story is over now, and there is nothing yet to replace it. That is all it needed to be. A man died. His family is broken open with grief. That is all it needed to be. Instead the President said good. And the country that once stood for something looked away 🇺🇸 Gandalv / @Microinteracti1

@scottiebateman War? Where?

Heathrow to Delhi and already thinking about butter chicken. Long-haul flying has its moments of intensity, weather, fuel, time zones, constant decision-making … but it also comes with something we don’t talk about enough: the reset. A good layover. Delhi delivers on that. Butter chicken, or murgh makhani, was born not far from where I’ll be later, in the kitchens of Moti Mahal in Delhi in the 1950s. A dish created almost by accident, turning leftover tandoori chicken into something rich, restorative, and iconic. Comfort food, perfected. And after a long sector, that’s exactly what a layover can be. A chance to slow things down. Good food. A quiet room. Maybe a spa. A few hours where the tempo drops and the body catches up with the clock. Because even in a job that looks like constant movement, recovery matters. Good judgement, sharp thinking, and safe flying all depend on being properly rested, physically and mentally. So yes, Delhi today is about flying the aircraft well. But it’s also about switching off properly once we’re on the ground. A reminder that even pilots need to recharge. Right… let’s go earn that butter chicken. #PilotLife #A350 #DelhiBound #LongHaul #AvGeek #LayoverLife #Wellbeing #TravelWell #ButterChicken #FoodAndTravel #AirlineLife #AboveTheClouds

Kudos to India and its navy. They have more backbone and courage than many NATO allies and other fair weather friends of the United States. It’s at time like these when you find out who your true friends are. President Trump can count on Israel and, it looks like, India as well.

India gets it done 👍

@maralkay UK or OK?

Can you people stop saying Strait of #Hormuz as in (Hormoooooz), it is the Strait of Hormoz man, with a short O. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER. Maral Karimi Chief Pronunciation Police

Had a conversation with Iranian President, Dr. Masoud Pezeshkian, to discuss the serious situation in the region. Expressed deep concern over the escalation of tensions and the loss of civilian lives as well as damage to civilian infrastructure. The safety and security of Indian nationals, along with the need for unhindered transit of goods and energy, remain India’s top priorities. Reiterated India’s commitment to peace and stability and urged for dialogue and diplomacy. @drpezeshkian

@dhume Making things up about India again, Dhume?

Both the U.S. and India have the same problem. The rightwing party (BJP/GOP) tolerates or promotes anti-Muslim bigots who target their fellow citizens for their faith. The leftwing party (INC/Dems) is willfully blind to Islamist extremism, and lacks the vocabulary to call it out.

Indian people are the best friends in those hard situations ,, so many appreciation for India 🇮🇳

HUGE 🚨 First non-Iranian crude tanker carrying 135,335 metric tonnes of oil clears the Strait of Hormuz bound for India. Modi Magic Continues ✨ Vessel Shenlong, loaded at Ras Tanura Terminal in Saudi Arabia, reaches Mumbai after crossing the tense chokepoint.

Who wants to be a millionaire? @TuckerCarlson : How do we get out? @DougAMacgregor : Phone a friend. An interesting and worthy analysis by a proven warrior and strategist. Keep in mind that in warfare, the best plan provides the most options right up until the last possible second. @realDonaldTrump @JDVance @SecRubio

Trump should call up PM Modi to mediate between US and Iran and end this war, because if he doesn’t, oil will hit $300 per barrel. This is what an American veteran and foreign policy commentator said on @TuckerCarlson’s show. @DougAMacgregor

Here's my statement on Blooski that Sen. Kennedy calls hyperbolic. I will defend natural law until the day I die, Senator. People's rights come from their humanity, not their government. If ordered to act unethically, you should always refuse. Do Republicans now disagree?

@elonmusk @StarbaseTX Could be the Saudi Peninsula ….

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