Details about the rescue op for the U.S. Weapon Systems Officer, via a U.S. military official:
"The mountain top area on the left is where the WSO was hiding (he ejected 5ish miles northwest of there). The right area is the makeshift landing strip where they landed 2 C-130s and had 4 MH-6 Little Birds.
"One Little Bird flew to that mountain top area and rescued the WSO and brought him back to the landing strip. And of course the two C-130s' nose gears got stuck in the dirt. So after a few hours they had to bring in three AFSOC Dash-8s to fly out the rescued WSO and the 100 or so personnel involved in the op." 1/2
🚨 Ricky Gervais on God & Why The Universe Exists - "Why is there SOMETHING rather than Nothing"
“I’m an agnostic atheist. Technically everyone’s agnostic… no one knows whether there’s a God. We don’t know."
"An agnostic atheist is someone who doesn’t know there’s a God or not, as no one does. So you’re not convicted of your atheism?”
Atheism isn’t a belief system, it’s simply rejecting the claim that there is a God.
Are you an agnostic atheist too? Or do you believe?
What’s your take? Drop it below 👇
“I don’t pay for women,” wrote a 52-year-old man.
I showed up to the date without makeup and wearing sneakers.
We had been talking for about two weeks. Giovanni was one of those rare people—polite, straightforward, no mind games. Divorced, two grown kids, worked in construction. He had humor, balance, culture. When he asked me out, I said yes without hesitation.
Then came that message—clear, almost sharp.
“Let’s be clear: I don’t pay for women on dates. It’s my principle. Hope that’s not a problem.”
Honestly, it wasn’t.
In fact, I appreciated the honesty. Better to know upfront what you’re getting into than to face the bill and pretend nothing happened.
I replied: “Fine, no problem. See you Saturday.”
Inside me, an idea was born.
A simple, honest experiment.
Saturday morning, I woke up early. I’m 46 and I know exactly what “getting ready” for a date means. I opened my closet, picked the right outfit. Then makeup: foundation, concealer, eyeshadow, mascara, lipstick—the usual ritual.
And then I stopped.
Why?
If we’re truly equal… if everyone pays their own way… if there are no roles…
why should I spend two hours getting ready?
Why should I look flawless while Giovanni probably shows up in jeans and a T-shirt, ready in ten minutes?
So I decided.
Jeans. Gray sweater. Comfortable shoes.
Ponytail.
No makeup.
Just me.
In the mirror, I felt strange. Not worse. Just… different. Used to seeing myself “constructed,” I now looked simply normal.
“Let’s see,” I thought.
At the café, Giovanni was already seated. He greeted me, smiled, everything calm. The first few minutes were pleasant, natural. I almost thought I’d overthought it.
Then he paused, looked at me more closely, and said:
“You didn’t get ready much to see me, did you?”
“What do you mean?”
“In the photos, you looked more polished… the dress, the makeup… Now you look… like you ran an errand.”
I smiled. Because in that moment I knew the experiment was working.
“Giovanni,” I said calmly, “remember what you wrote about the bill?”
He nodded.
“Yes.”
“You talked about equality. Everyone pays their own way. No roles, no expectations. You’re independent, I’m independent.”
“Yes… and?”
“So I asked myself: why does equality only apply to money? You showed up comfortably, no special effort. I did the same. Isn’t that consistent?”
He stayed silent. Then tried to explain.
“But these are different things…”
“Why different?” I asked.
He spoke about habits, “female nature,” the fact that women like to take care of themselves.
I listened. Then I said something simple:
“Taking care of yourself costs. Time, energy, money. And it’s often taken for granted. We talk about equality when it comes to paying, but still expect a woman to be perfect… for free.”
He tried to defend himself:
“But women like it…”
I smiled.
“Yes, I like feeling beautiful. But I also like being myself. Sleeping in. Not worrying about makeup. Wearing comfortable shoes.”
He looked at me, unsure what to say.
We finished our coffee talking about something else. Then the bill arrived. Split in half.
Perfect.
We said goodbye politely.
We never contacted each other again.
No, I don’t regret it.
That date taught me something.
We live in a time when everyone talks about equality, but often only where it’s convenient.
People want an independent, autonomous woman—but also flawless, polished, perfect.
True equality isn’t splitting a bill.
It’s sharing the same effort, the same respect, the same investment.
If you don’t want to pay for dinner, that’s fine.
But then don’t expect someone to spend hours looking perfect for you.
If we are equal… we’re truly equal.
No double standards.
Giovanni wanted equality.
He got it.
Just not the kind he imagined.
Credit - Mr. Commonsense
Can someone explain to me why parents send their kids to out-of-state state schools when they live in states with perfectly fine state schools where they'd qualify for in-state tutition? Seems like HUGE waste of money.
I kinda want to try going to a Catholic Church but my mother was raised catholic and is now Protestant and I fear she will be very uncomfortable if I want to go to a Catholic Church
@EarlWill@RedWavePress Christ’s church was established by Christ and implemented by the apostles. About 250 years later, the Roman’s attempted to combine their mythology with Christianity and came up with a revised version of Roman mythology called Catholicism which is nothing like Christianity.
WOW: The four largest U.S. Catholic dioceses have seen massive growth:
Archdiocese of Los Angeles: +139%
Diocese of Phoenix: +23%
Archdiocese of New York: +36%
Archdiocese of Chicago: +52%
Average Increase: +38%
Who’s your favorite MLB pitcher of all time?
A) Pedro Martinez
B) Randy Johnson
C) Clayton Kershaw
D) Nolan Ryan
E) Sandy Koufax
F) Greg Maddux
G) Roger Clemens
H) Justin Verlander
I) Mariano Rivera
J) Shohei Ohtani
K) Comment another pitcher ✍️
For most Americans under the age of 45, the American Dream is dead
To everyone over the age of 60, married, with 3 kids, 7 grandkids, and a home that is paid for, just understand this:
Your country will radically change in the next 10-15 years because no one is listening to us
Hoy en Colombia, salió un grupo de transexuales a burlarse de la crucifixión de Jesús en medio de la conmemoración por viernes santo, también fueron a Iglesias a acosar a los feligreses. ¿Después piden respeto y empatía éstos miserables?
ME: Daycare is expensive, but worth it.
THEM: Why would you pay to have someone else raise your kids?
ME: They're not raising my kids, they're taking care of them while we work.
THEM: One of you should quit your job so you aren't handing your kids off to strangers each day.
ME: They're not strangers, they're professionals. And we'd have even less money if one of us stayed at home with the kids.
THEM: It shouldn't be about money, it should be about bonding with your kids.
ME: Kids need bonding with more than just their parents. Their daycare teachers and other kids at daycare are some of their best friends, and they're excited to go each day.
THEM: You're letting them get indoctrinated by today's education system and propaganda.
ME: They're literally learning colors, the ABCs, and how to count to 10.
THEM: Some parents just don't want to be parents!
ME: *stops arguing with a wall*
@night_hawk1984@DonaldBestCA@OPP_News She walks into the hospital and the first member of staff she sees offers her MAID? 🤣Who makes this stuff up? And who is stupid enough to believe it?!?!
Take a 102-year-old man from his home in Canada and you risk never seeing him alive again.
That’s the MAID reality families fear.
@OPP_News show up in Tillsonburg with a court order.
Son: “Not opening the door. Break it if you have a warrant. It’s under appeal.”
The father is clear: he’ll die where he chooses. He sounds clear and rational to me.
The dispute? Sister wants the farm. Father wants to stay. She alleges dementia, son says he is clear and rational.
Police are caught in the middle.
But enforcing a Thursday night order on Good Friday with no time for legal response is dirty pool.
In the end the officers leave because they are not going to kick down the door and the son knows it.
The son also says he doesn't trust the police or the courts. These days, I don't blame him at all.