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Havana Cuba Residents Rush to Water Trucks and Carry by Hand as Supply System Falters Residents in parts of Havana are relying on water tanker trucks and other scarse options as supply disruptions linked to power outages and infrastructure issues leave some neighborhoods without regular running water. Crowds gather quickly when trucks arrive, with residents rushing to fill buckets and containers before supplies are depleted. Many carry water home by hand due to limited distribution access. Cuba’s water system has been strained by aging infrastructure and frequent electricity outages that affect pumping and delivery. Fuel shortages have also impacted the consistency of tanker distribution. Residents in affected areas report concerns about water quality, with some relying on untreated or stored water for daily use.

Like his taxes, the special counsel's work, and the ped files we, the public, will not be seeing his 3 cognitive tests proving he aced them or failed them until long after they are relevant.

Sometimes I wonder if his own sycophants are setting up future plausible deniability for any responsibility of his actions should they be held accountable by later claiming that he was obviously mentally impaired, but they had to follow orders or else.

Garcia: While you were being assaulted, you told the agents that you had filmed this on your phone? Bazan: Yes. Garcia: And that’s when they took your phone away. These agents didn’t just take your phone. They sold it. They pawned it at a kiosk for $250. Is that correct? Bazan: Yes.

The top 1% now has $53 trillion in wealth, while the bottom 50% holds less than $5 trillion. How do we close the gap? Actually tax the rich. This is how states are pushing for equitable taxes–and relief for the working class. Thread:

"Put away the sword, for he who lives by the sword dies by the sword" -Jesus

850 views for a post about children who study in tents, under drones, through everything. Not because people don’t care. Because X makes sure they don’t see it. Palestinian children deserve to exist in your feed. Not just in headlines. Not just in tragedy. Share the tweet. Let them know we are still here. For them. Always for them. #Wewillreadagain

Damnedest thing having read stories of New Orleans' apparently impressive electric trolley system from a hundred years or so ago and knowing folks then thought we'd be so much more advanced a hundred or so years later, and look at us now.

Given prior memory of past promises and projects, the likelihood of Mlon Eusk bringing back yellow fever by "accidentally" and "unpredictably" hitting a previously unknown mass grave thus causing spread of a live virus from the great outbreaks that killed thousands is not zero.

There are no talks but the talks are progressing

Irrelevant, but FAFSA dot com bedevilled people I knew who worked on the FAFSA helpline, and the URL apparently remains registered and still not seized by the USPTO nor the DOEd despite whatever legal proceedings regarding impersonation were employed in the past, just sayin'

“They took the microphone away from me.” NBC News reporter Richard Engel says his microphone was taken off him by Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu’s aides during a press briefing over the US-Israeli war on Iran

In early 2025 right after the January ceasefire, I was finally able to bring my dad a soothing cream for his bleeding cracked feet with the help of an amazing doctor and her colleague from the US . I dreamed of this moment. I begged for it. It was all that I needed to happen. I prayed night in and night out for it. I travelled to Khan Younis to meet the nurse at Nasser Hospital in order to pick up the cream. When I saw him, I didn’t wait, I immediately asked him to take the medicine out of his backpack. It was the gem I have been searching about since the outset of the genocide — the most priceless treasure. My dad would now eventually relax and heal from an utterly devastating pain he had endured for over a year and a half at the time. This is what all I thought about. Nothing more. I went back home and handed him the cream with the instructions to use it which prompted him to tell me, “May Allah bless and comfort you in this life. You’re my very dear, Abubaker.” I was emotionally taken by storm and felt the proudest son in this world. He, for years, poured his heart out for my tranquility and future. He never spared an effort for that. I bore a witness to the days he didn’t get back home from his work until next day or to the nights he didn’t sleep pondering over our rest. He began applying the cream over his wounded feet which gradually improved by the time. A few days later, his feet became entirely different. The rashes and wounds disappeared . He started walking normally again. The floor of our rooms was no longer smudged with blood. His happiness was unmatched. He never felt that confident, self-satisfied, and calm in a very long time. It was for me and my family everything we desperately wanted to see happen. And every day, my father would thank Allah and then me and pray for the doctor and nurse who brought him the medicine. We were very concerned that we wouldn’t be able to afford or obtain the medicine again. I told my father,” Insha’Allah, we would bring it again.” After he used the last drop of that cream in late March, we tried and strived to find out a way to send the cream into Gaza again. Neither the doctor nor the nurse could go into Gaza. The other doctors and medical staffers were incapable of smuggling the cream in due to the intensified restrictions imposed on the foreign international delegations to Gaza. Our concerns became more pressing than before. The suffering of my father was revived. His blood was getting all over the floor once more. The explosives would echo his piercing shouts. Every two minutes or so, we would check on him. I made every effort. However, I was never successful again. And up until now, I haven't been able to figure out how to get the medication to Gaza one more time. Since I left, my father has changed. He goes to bed earlier than normal. His anxiety and loneliness have surged. Every day, his sensation of yearning and missing consumes him. Why do I as thousands of sons in Gaza fail to serve our fathers? Why are we plunged into our guilt and resentment helplessly and pessimistically? Why can’t we talk and be with our fathers as we would crave to? My father deserves a cream. My father deserves to dream. I deserve to be next to him all the time. I shouldn’t be punished for anything because I have done nothing wrong. May that cream from that corner of that pharmacy somewhere in the United States brought and sent by the blessed hands of the doctor and the nurse create itself again and find my way at my father’s drawer again. Survival has no meanings anymore. I was gullible and ignorant to believe it was staying away from the harm’s way. It actually means seeing my father well and having his back until we leave this world together. The trauma and the guilt are an emotional suicide. I want to live to dream, not dream to live.

Daily Memo: New Details On The Mother and Daughter Abducted at San Francisco Airport

.@FBIDirectorKash’s grand jury testimony was released! Let’s dig in 🔎

Memory like a goldfish.

Effective today, Congressman Moulton is instituting an office-wide policy prohibiting his congressional staff from participating in prediction market platforms, such as Polymarket and Kalshi. The following is a statement from Congressman Moulton on this policy.

We don't need the TSA, ICE, or DHS. The level of abysmal service and scandals provided to the public by these agencies at greater and greater cost over 25 years of their existence proves their value is zero.

@ChrisSitson PROTESTANG BAYAN Nagsimula na ang malawakan at pambansang welga na ikinasa ng UP Community kasama ang mga tsuper sa Philcoa, Commonwealth Ave., Quezon City ngayong Huwebes ng umaga, March 26. Ito’y para labanan ang pagsirit ng presyo ng produktong petrolyo. | via @ChrisSitson

Isang malawakan at pambansang welga ang ilulunsad ng UP community kasama ang mga tsuper sa Philcoa, Commonwealth Avenue, Quezon City laban sa patuloy na pagtaas ng presyo ng produktong petrolyo ngayong Huwebes ng umaga, March 26. | via @ChrisSitson