A Glibertarians Exclusive – Legionnaire, Part III
Marseilles, France – 1911
“One thing that surprised me when I joined up,” Caleb Pettigrew said after a pause to moisten his throat with some red wine, “what the rule of anonymat.” You join under an assumed name, you see? It’s like your past, your time before the Legion, it doesn’t exist. Well, I figured, what the hell, my past was pretty messed up anyway. By the time I talked to LeClaire, I was exhausted, I was hungry, I’d been rained on, snowed on, hailed on, shot at with everything from revolvers to cannon, and I’d marched out at least five pairs of shoes going up and down from South Carolina all the way to Gettysburg and back.”
“So, to join the Legion, you have to pick a new name?” Philip McGraw sounded like he didn’t much like the idea.
“Yup.”
“So, what name did you pick?”
Caleb grinned. “Well, I’ll tell you. There was a lot of the War of the Northern Aggression I was happy to leave behind. But one of our corps commanders, well, if he hadn’t gotten himself killed, he just might have turned things around. So, I took his name. For thirty years in the Legion, I called myself Tom Jackson.”
“After Stonewall Jackson?”
“The very same. That’s how I joined the Legion. Coming like I did from the Army of Northern Virginia, after four years of fighting, I didn’t find the training to be too tough. And I was eating regular and sleeping well. I sure wasn’t counting on what happened a few years later – 1870, it was.”
***
Sidi Bel Abbès, Algeria – August 1870
Sunday morning. Caleb Pettigrew woke slowly. As was usual in summer, the blistering heat of northern Algeria was already scorching in through the windows of the barracks. His head hurt; he had begun the evening around a card table with three other legionnaires, the game fortified by several bottles of red wine. He had ended the evening in the company of a rather talented Italian prostitute in a discreet little brothel in the center of the dusty little Algerian town that was the location of the 117 officers and 2,400 or so men of the Foreign Regiment.
Leastway’s it’s Sunday, Caleb thought to himself. In the privacy of his own thoughts, he still considered himself Caleb Pettigrew, even as his fellow legionnaires knew him as Tom Jackson. No training exercises. No officers or sergeants comin’ in hollering at us. Guess I’d better get up and find something to eat. His head was pounding from the cheap, vinegary red wine his friend and fellow legionnaire had scrounged up. That worthy, a Spaniard who styled himself as Charles Sebastian Diego y Sanchez but whom Caleb simply called Charlie, was snoring away in a nearby bunk.
Caleb sat up. He picked up his canteen off the floor and sloshed it around; at least half-full. He removed the cap, drank down the tepid, nasty-tasting water, and then tossed the canteen at the sleeping Spaniard.
“Charlie,” he called. “Wake up.”
Sanchez stirred and muttered a few Spanish obscenities. His eyes opened, blinking at the morning light. He looked over at Caleb.
“Por que?” he asked. He went on, in his usual mishmash of French and Spanish: “It’s Sunday, amigo. We don’ have to get up. And my head hurts.”
“So does mine. Blame that shitty wine you came up with.”
Sanchez sighed, resigning himself to being awake. He rotated himself on the narrow bunk, sat up, placed his long, narrow bare feet on the planked floor. “Si,” he admitted, “the wine, it was not so good. But you must admit, amigo, it was better than no wine at all.”
“I’d give my left nut for a bottle of decent sipping whiskey,” Caleb grumped. Whiskey or any sort didn’t seem to be available anywhere in North Africa, much less decent whiskey.
“You left the game early last night,” Sanchez grinned. “You go to town, si? You go to see Marissa again?”
“You know damn well I did.” Caleb’s appetite for the buxom Italian prostitute was well-known.
“Tomas, you may end up ensnared, if you are not careful. The Legion, she does not wish us to have entanglements.”
“I’m not getting entangled,” Caleb assured his friend. “That’s the last thing I need. Just having a little fun, that’s all. Marissa’s a girl with some substance, you know?” He mimed fondling two ample breasts, which made Sanchez grin broadly. “I like that. And if the Legion objected to us visiting a whorehouse, do you think they’d let this one keep operating, so close to the base?”
“It could be that you are right,” Sanchez admitted. “And I have no intent of forgoing visits of my own.”
At that moment a human hurricane burst into the room, and Englishman who bore the unfortunate (to Caleb’s thinking) name of Grant Edward Smythe-Carstairs, and whom Caleb insisted on calling ‘Eddie.’ He was capable of pouring down wine, cognac, brandy, or any other alcoholic beverage endlessly with no ill effect; he was short, scrawny, loud, profane, and insisted repeatedly he came from a wealthy family of “bloody boring Cornwall landowners” and had joined the Legion “as a bit of a lark.”
“Here, you lazy sods,” he proclaimed, producing a canvas satchel. While he spoke French, as the Legion insisted upon, he necessarily rendered some terms in English – “the Queen’s English,” he loudly insisted at every opportunity. “Some bloody awful rolls from the mess hall. They had coffee, but I had nothing to carry it in. You’ll have to go get that yourself.” He opened the satchel and tossed rolls at his comrades, then took one himself and stuffed it into his mouth. “You all hear the news?” he asked, masticating noisily.
“What news?” Sanchez asked. He regarded the roll suspiciously, took a small bite and grimaced.
Caleb’s stomach did a slow roll at the thought of eating. He set the roll aside. “Yeah, Eddie,” he said. “What news?”
“The Army of the Rhine is defeated. The Prussians rolled right over them, just earlier this month. The Emperor, good old Napoleon III, he handed over command of the Army to Marshal Bazaine, and they are forming a second army, under the command of Marshal MacMahon.”
“MacMahon?” Caleb asked. “That doesn’t sound French. Sounds Irish.”
“He is, old sod, he is,” Eddie affirmed. “One of us, in fact; he came from the Legion, left in 1845 for the regulars.”
“Will we be sent to France?” Sanchez asked.
“No poop on that yet, I’m afraid.” Smythe-Carstairs sat down on his own bunk, extracted another roll from the satchel, took an enormous bite.
Caleb looked over at the rack of breech-loading Chassepot rifles. “Legion isn’t allowed to fight in France, right? As I understand, they can’t send us to Europe.”
“Needs must when the Devil vomits on your pillow, old man,” Smyth-Carstairs pointed out. “If His Imperial Majesty Napoleon III decides he needs the Foreign Regiment in France, then to France we shall go.”
Caleb couldn’t find a counter to that, so remained silent.
Over the next few weeks, the news from Europe just got worse. In September, Napoleon III was captured by the Prussians, and Marshal MacMahon surrendered the Army of Châlons to the forces of Feld-Marschall Helmuth von Moltke.
Two days after that news broke, the commander of the Foreign Regiment, Colonel Deplanque, announced that two regiments of the Foreign Legion would be sent to France, to fight for the new Republic.
“Hoo boy,” Caleb Pettigrew muttered when he and his comrades received the news. It was early evening, after the evening meal, and the three legionnaires were once more relaxing in their barracks. “Was bad enough having Yankees shoot at me with muzzle-loaders.” He looked again at the rack of the Chassepot breech-loaders with their long, shining bayonets. “Gonna be a whole lot more bullets flying now.”
“The Colonel,” Sanchez pointed out, “he said, they are only taking volunteers.”
“Yeah, and you know damn well anyone who stays behind – besides being stuck here with every German in the Legion, as they aren’t taking them – will be branded as yellow, and never be promoted, not if he stays in the Legion until Judgement Day. No, no man will call me yellow. I’ll go. Reckon you will too, right, Charlie?”
Sanchez nodded. “Si. It’s why I joined – to fight.”
“Eddie?” Caleb asked the Englishman.
“Too right, old man,” Smythe-Carstairs agreed. “I’m in. Hope it doesn’t prove to be a cock-up.”
Caleb wasn’t familiar with the English term ‘cock-up,’ but the meaning was pretty clear. “Well,” he said, “I saw plenty of cockups in the War of the Northern Aggression. I lived through that. Reckon I can live through this. You two, follow my lead when it gets thick, you got that?” The other two nodded; Caleb was the only one among them that had seen actual combat, and he had seen plenty of it. “Follow my lead, and with a bit of luck, we’ll get back to Sidi Bel Abbès in one piece.”
“And you will get back to Marissa,” Sanchez said slyly.
“Yep.” Caleb mimed fondling two large breasts again. All three of them laughed.
***
Note: There are several versions of the song that inspired this story.
The lyrics here are from this version.
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes, blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
“Come in”, She said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”
Really getting interesting now, I’d imagine the jump from muzzle to breech loading would have made a huge difference for the soldiers on both ends.
The Spencer rifle was in limited use by the Yankees during the civil war.
As a kid, I didn’t really get how not so separate past eras were. Winfield Scott served in both the War of 1812 and the Civil War, and Joseph Wheeler served in both the Civil War and Spanish American War.
I think Caleb had never been in combat with or against breech loaders.
That would be a rapid change for him.
I hope no one feels the need to vet the historical accuracy, because this is a great fucking story, as is.
Thanks, Animal!
I try to get the broad strokes right. Little details may get… bent, to fit where I want the story to go.
Thanks again, Ami, the story is enjoyable. I met Marissa’s grand daughter in Morocco, circa 1968-69. Strong family resemblance
Just had an Alaskan friend stop by, Dan Seavey, patriarch of the Seavey Race Team. Unfortunately he didn’t stay long, too many places to go, people to see and a short time to do it in.
Was she still in the family business when you met her?
[cough] passports [cough]
From the National Archives:
The Department of State has issued passports to American citizens traveling abroad since 1789, but did not have sole authority to do so until August 23, 1856, when Congress passed an act (11 Statutes at Large 52, 60) prohibiting other governmental entities, such as state and judicial authorities, from issuing passports.
Here is an image of a passport issued to a Civil War soldier in 1865.
I posted this last week, but I think the thread had moved on before you might have seen it.
I hasten to add that the issue and requirements of passports in 1865 was far from consistent, as were the laws of various nations in describing them – but it would not have been unreasonable for Caleb to have been asked.
Nor were passports required to enter most European countries, or the U.S., prior to WWI. Standardization and mandates for use were part of the League of Nations and our anti-immigrant posture in that era.
Well, you aren’t writing history, you are writing about Animal world.
Is it true that in Animal world no one wears pants? Sounds magical.
Sorry for the OT, but I followed all the links in the story on the US spending more in Ukraine to date than in Afghanistan in the first 5 years of our presence there, and I can’t find anything to back that claim up. Anyone have any actual data on this?
Come on bro. Don’t question truthiness.
Did you look for other sources? Don’t have one handy, but it’s probably true. I don’t think we spent that much at the beginning.
I did not. Generally I expect that if an article makes a substantial factual claim, the author should present facts and sources to back that up.
Not that I think the claim is unlikely; just that there’s no evidence for it presented by the author.
I find it hard to believe also. Didn’t we spend close to a trillion overall including Iraq? I know things were more heated in Iraq, but hard to imagine we didn’t spend plenty in a-town.
Ah, the first 5 years only. Here I was thinking all 20.
Inflation is a bitch.
I couldn’t find a break down by year but the public policy assholes at Brown say the whole enchilada in Afghanistan cost us 2.3 trillion. Holy shit.
I’ve seen numbers that are all over the place. I was listening to a podcast a while back that claimed 1.5T for Afghanistan and Iraq combined. The really scary thing is that we don’t seem to actually know, even roughly, how much money we spent or how many lives we either destroyed or took. Not a single person that had a hand in getting these started (by lying about them) so much as lost their job for a punishment, let alone face jailtime. Many of them are still firmly entrenched in the MIC and calling the shots to this day.
I don’t think the US has ever punished a general officer for performance (or non performance) of their duties beyond being relieved or a letter.
Every single one with a star from there should have their pensions revoked. They either lied, or they were so damn stupid they didn’t see it.
I don’t think the US ever has, not just Iraq/Afghanistan. Even Pearl Harbor or similar catastrophes.
https://www.nytimes.com/1948/11/11/archives/modifies-blame-for-pearl-harbor-admiral-king-says-kimmel-and-stark.html
ADM Kimmel was allowed to retire rather than face court martial.
And I should add, a court martial might have implicated other people in the failure – so it worked out best for all for him to retire. That’s a hell of a lot different than rotating through theater command and either lying or being a blithering idiot about the corruption and incompetence within that command.
Forrestal tried to nail Hubbard after he retired but his board went sideways.
We’ve sent 54bn to Ukraine…
https://www.forbes.com/sites/niallmccarthy/2019/09/12/the-annual-cost-of-the-war-in-afghanistan-since-2001-infographic/?sh=6bbe8d2f1971
Forbes has it I think based on data from Brown. hough it doesn’t meet the statement made
Through first 5 years in Afghanistan we spent 99bn. Only thing is I believe the Brown data mixes in human factors also such as VA payouts
Thanks for digging that up!
Not sure how much to treat the data as original source is gone.
https://www.thebalance.com/cost-of-afghanistan-war-timeline-economic-impact-4122493
Found it. It’s a PDF by the way
https://web.archive.org/web/20200726231459/https://watson.brown.edu/costsofwar/files/cow/imce/papers/2018/Crawford_Costs%20of%20War%20Estimates%20Through%20FY2019.pdf
Great writing, I read it voraciously. Glad to see more are coming.
Seconded. Great job Animal. Looking forward to the next one.
This one will be an eight-parter. The one after this will be either four or five parts, and will be much more… speculative.
Oh my!
Good stuff, Animal.
I am really enjoying it.
FrenchItalian prostitute. Close enough, I suppose. 🙂“For two and a half years, the Western Front has been as likely to move as a Frenchman who lives next door to a brothel.”
Personally, I would have made the line “…as likely to move as a French who lives between a brothel and a wine shop.”
The great work continues! Thanks, Animal, for an engaging story.
Well done, I’m really enjoying this one!
I just want to take a moment to thank all quordlers for minimizing the space your game takes up on these forums.
+1 for self governance and spontaneous order.
Not spontaneous. Somebody made the request. Many somebodies.
Spontaneous in the sense that tptb didn’t force everyone to do that (to my knowledge, anyway)
Oh, precisely, yes!
Heck, I encouraged it, and cited it as an example of our little community organizing an activity and enjoying it.
I am not sure who came up with the idea of just putting results in the morning links…but it is a good one.
/takes the hint
/continues working on spontaneous order piece in relation to concerts
*cheese eating grin*
Qourdlers are good decent folk, unlike those filthy Wafflers.
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You’re just jealous because we have 5 words.
Quordlers can also count.
NYC issues a Nuclear Preparedness PSA
Must be later steps that you start hunting people for food or try to swim for it.
Cool link!
Damn
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N-5d7V4Sbqk
That is awesome. It’s almost as useful as “duck and cover”.
Here you go.
Asked for $500k. Got $250k. Followed by public outrage.
DA Alvin Bragg ignores Post’s questions on NYC bodega worker charged with murder
New York’s “self defense” law is as awful as its firearms law, and imposes a nonsensical duty to retreat upon the person needing to defend themselves, and is so stringent that it’s almost as bad as the UK. The law is immoral, and the DA knows it.
C’mon man – he’s gotta come down on that damned old white[-beared] supremacist!
Not charging the crazy gf who started it all and literally stabbed the guy in the back is the icing on the shit cake.
Bragg is probably afraid of that crazy bitch.
I think there is now video of the chick involved had a knife…what a shitshow
https://nypost.com/2022/07/10/video-shows-how-nyc-bodega-worker-jose-alba-may-have-been-stabbed/
Has this made the rounds? Waiting for the US to follow.
The anti-speeding technology is called Intelligent Speed Assistance (ISA) in government-speak. European regulators explain that the system calculates the posted speed limit by analyzing either data from the navigation system or data sent by the traffic sign recognition technology. If it detects that the driver is speeding it can perform one of four actions: send out a visual or acoustic warning (like a warning message in the instrument cluster or a chime), emit a series of vibrations (likely through the steering wheel), provide haptic feedback through the accelerator pedal, or automatically slow the car down to the posted limit. Carmakers are free to choose how the system they adopt reacts.
https://www.autoblog.com/2022/07/07/anti-speeding-tech-eu-black-box-regulation/?guccounter=1&guce_referrer=aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuZ29vZ2xlLmNvbS8&guce_referrer_sig=AQAAAC_zTBO9GrDnkx_zHBd6Q7arkVIFT3QpO6TTW-1jvwrJkHNfG2co_KzlWS2-5qssim4gYWFGyP6lDNacWoOYWz1CUi7yQ1OQdt0C_MrvD1sRsKjBndTL4T8URerDAP2J6Tn5lk37_e8c085MUrQ19H0KbrmAsQ_y_nXp6IayZpbZ
Some days, my GPS can’t tell the difference between driving on River Road and driving down the middle of the river. And what happens when the camera can’t see because of road dirt to recognize the signs?
I’m sure they’ll move heaven and earth to figure it out. There’s control and revenue involved.
I assume until mandated you will be vibrated or chimed non stop.
Old JDM cars had a chime at around 105kph.
https://japanesenostalgiccar.com/news-japan-raises-national-its-speed-limit/
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Oh my!
My 2005 Saab 9-3 has a chime at 120mph.
Old, as in old JDM didn’t Give A Fuck about that Boolshit!
Seriously, my Roadster would pin a 135 stock* with the dual Mikuni’s, and there weren’t no ping.
(pin as in, thats what the speedo said. not that I was actually going that fast, mind you)
Much want. Preferably LHD.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Honda_S600
A lil black electrical tape, and it’s 100+ everywhere.
You will wait until the government decides your are free to drive, comrade.
Reason #1654 I will do my damnedest to never buy a newer vehicle.
I’m thinking to buy one just before that all becomes mandatory… Still keeping my little Hyundai until it gives up the ghost.
A new annual federal car inspection will take care of that. Bringing older cars into compliance will be mandatory and done at the owner’s expense.
Haven’t read that yet anywhere, but I’m assuming that’s the plan. Covered by the Commerce Clause, and it wouldn’t be difficult to tack a federal inspection onto state inspections (or model using state inspections in states that don’t have these).
57 state emissions compliance
Nope. Minorities hardest hit. Won’t happen.
Selective enforcement and special exemptions FTW
There will of course be taxpayer funded grants for cars that identify as being a vehicle of color.
Black Trucks Matter
Damn right they do
/personal self interest
Nah, they will let that effect minorities the same way they let climate change effect minorities. Just gloss over it.
The standards for enforcement technology need to be a lot higher than for convenience technology. The other day I was driving on the highway at about 75 MPH (posted speed limit 70 MPH) and Google Maps insisted I was going over 100. It didn’t matter to me, it’s not like it meant anything. But change that calculus, and then what? I get a ticket because my cell phone went haywire?
I’ve had a couple of cycling tracking apps glitch out on GPS some really entertaining times. There is no chance I was going 40 MPH on a bicycle, even downhill.
Sure you were – you snagged a passing car and let it pull you along for a while.
I somehow managed a 4 minute mile up a steep-ass mountain.
Post it to the next glib fit.
I’ve seen it other ways like maps apps don’t accurately show the posted speed limits.
Can’t wait until state DOTs start using variable speed limit signs that are mandatory and not just advisory! Rule of law eat a bowl of dicks!
Abe assassinated apparently due to his purported connections to the Moonies
https://www.dw.com/en/shinzo-abe-unification-church-distances-itself-from-assassination/a-62433135
Spelled Taiwan wrong.
Taiwan hasn’t been assassinated yet.
My friend sent me this.
https://tanakanews.com/220710abe.htm
Plug into the translator of your choice. Not sure what to make of it or how crazy or non crazy it is.
*dons tin foil 笠*
OT: are there specific terms for those occupational type jacket & hat? Often in factories, but in other workplaces too. Sort an Ike jacket look with two large chest pockets. Hat is an unstructured ballcap.
That’s a good question for straff. I don’t have any idea.
We all know Asia and Japan certainly do love uniforms of all kinds.
Yes they do. Hugo Boss hitched his wagon to the wrong swastika.
Also two kinds of general uniform. Naturally same pronunciation.
制服
正服
*minimizes browser window with セーラー服 search results*
+1 Nogizaka46
https://youtu.be/Ggv1heiVrdM
Any of our Supreme Court Justices have ties to the Moonies, because Antifa is taking notes.
So the moonies are the scientologists of Asia?
So, I have a question for you all. Abortion is super popular on the coast and in blue states for reasons, but, how popular is it in Texas or any other of the trigger law states? I mean, those laws were enacted, no one voted them down, so it strikes me that the whole shebang is a fizzle for just this reason. The red states have dramatically reduced then number of providers, and yet, has there been a rush to go out of state already? Are there waiting lists? Or, have they hit an equilibrium?
Am I off base here?
Here in Ohio, there’s currently a heartbeat bill as law (there’s still ongoing cases before the state courts over it). Several of the prosecutors for the more heavily blue areas have announced they will not be prosecuting people who violate the law. The real tell will be the fall election at the state levels.
Plus social signaling ie Oberlin.
https://nypost.com/2022/07/11/abortion-bans-force-us-students-to-rethink-college-plans/
“I’m going to fuck without protection until I get preggo. Then I’m going to do it again as soon as tissue is removed! Yay me!”
SC has a heatbeat law too – which means no elective abortions after about 6 weeks. Haven’t heard of any protests, complaints, or lawsuits.
Presuming that targets providers…they won’t be able to set up shop in the state, DA posturing aside. Nobody would insure them, contrary to law, and who would sell them equipment, supplies, etc?
IA has a heartbeat law. It was recently struck down by the Iowa Supreme Court. The Governor is asking the Iowa Supreme Court to reconsider in light of the recent SCOTUS ruling.
The Repubs control the house, senate, and governor’s mansion. I expect them to repass the law after the election if the Iowa Supreme Court does nothing.
There are deep-blue political enclaves in red states and vice versa, but it does seem like the loudest voices talking about traveling out of state are mostly those that don’t need to anyway (blue voters in blue states).
I don’t think the abortion issue is that big of a deal for most women. It’s easy to get birth control and there’s no longer a huge social stigma to birth out-of-wedlock.
That’s why the pro-choice activists have to whip people up into a frenzy and make it seem like women’s bodily autonomy is under siege.
NYT noted a French co has applied in the US for OTC hormonal contraceptives.
I wonder why now?
Because the FDA is purely political and will absolutely approve that application.
Sure that bodily autonomy that you have that says you must accept vaccination.
Hang on there, hoss. Vaccinations are different because other people can be affected if you aren’t vaccinated, so your claims to bodily autonomy don’t trump the needs of society as a whole. Having a child doesn’t affect other people at all, so society as a whole should have no say in it.
How can other people be affected if I don’t get a vaccine?
Oh, so it’s like the bodily autonomy that applies to what substances I choose to ingest – that has negligible if any effect on the rest of society, not like the bodily autonomy that says I can preserve my life by killing someone else.
OK
Last week there was a poll and it showed something like 36% of people say economic issues are most important to them. 5% say abortion. For comparison, 6% said “I don’t know”.
So once again, politicians, MSM, and social media are working together to make something an issue.
You are apparently unfamiliar with apart of the country known as the suburbs, where touching the access turns women into single issue voters or a part of the country known as the city, where it is a form of birth control.
What kind of nut are you? You want to democratically decide this stuff, state by state? There’s no way the minority on either end can impose their will on everyone that way!
More flattening?
What’s magic about Friday?
Also, go fuck yourselves.
Panic. Panic. Panic.
https://www.nbcnewyork.com/news/coronavirus/cdc-covid-guidelines-isolation-nyc-risk-infection-omicron-variant-ba5/3766416/
Ba5 has symptoms of sniffles, headache and cough.
https://www.msn.com/en-gb/news/world/latest-covid-symptoms-for-new-ba4-and-ba5-variants/ar-AAZr0cj
It’s part of the human experience now. Those symptoms to a relatively healthy human are flu like and a bad cold
I wonder, has anyone analyzed the recent mutations to look at the spots on the genome that were engineered, in the “original” virus, to maximize transmission in humans. AKA the “furin cleavage site”, etc.
I’ve never heard “furin cleavage”.
Furin means adultery in Japanese. Not the cleavage you meant.
Or wind chimes!
Technically fuurin are the chimes.
But for any dajare or dad gag that’s perfectly acceptable.
I recall the protein spike being the prime source of mutations for COVID19.
Whatever. So I have to sleep on the couch some more whilst infected family members ride it out in the bedroom. These assholes are very tiresome on all fronts.
whilst infected family members ride it out in the bedroom.
Enough with the euphemisms!
Mask up, bitches!
Well it is almost ballot harvesting season, that’s when these things tend to crop up.
Guessing it is set to expire Friday
And yes…go fuck yourself.
This reply.
‘two more weeks’
Two centuries to flatten the curve.
I love the optimism of the ’50s.
More based.
Does it have the space to also make a sandwich?
The nuclear powered everything is particularly enchanting.
Although I’m not a fan of the pointless aircraft and space styling.
I love that streamline styling.
What I want to know is, who is going to run errands in that thing? And what other chores are you going to do while in your lawn mower bubble?
Maybe it has robot arms that can trim the hedges. Or laser guns, so you can force other people to trim the hedges while you relax in air cooled luxury.
I just clicked on my Trash folder in email, and it’s showing a video of Biden giving a speech about gun control. True story.
I got a letter today from somebody I didn’t recognize. The letter started:
Enclosed was an insert telling me how I can go online to get information from the Jehovah’s Witnesses! LOL!
LMAO, that’s great.
Lol
https://mobile.twitter.com/CNBC/status/1546021664768524289
Sorry hit reply too soon
FTT: Apple announced a new feature for iPhones called Lockdown Mode to protect high-profile users such as politicians and activists against state-sponsored hackers.
So if you are important you get privacy, unless we at Apple determine your importance is of no more use.
Time to get a Linux phone. Or just start communicating via packet over shortwave. “The Glib Network.”
That in fact will be my next smart phone, if I don’t retrograde to a simple flip phone.
RFC 2549 did it first.
“and activists”
So Joe Rogan, Alex Jones, Coast-to-Coast AM, Michael Malice…
Phase I is lockdown mode you can set. phase II is lockdown mode imposed on your phone by a “lawful” government order.
Very engaging story, Animal.
This one will be an eight-parter.
I wonder how many verses in the Dylan song? 🙂
In an unbelievable coincidence, there are eight.