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... they start drilling. 

This time it's the incompetent Secretary of War calling together effectively ALL of the flag officers throughout all branches of the military into a single meeting, in ONE WEEK, publicly announced.

I can't even BEGIN to address all of the reasons this is stupid beyond easy belief, and also highly concerning in other ways, but... holy Jebus. 

First of all, wherever the meeting is held -- barring it being a hidden conference room in Cheyenne Mountain, maybe -- you have just created the biggest damn military strategic and tactical target the modern world has EVER seen. You literally have gathered the ENTIRE chain of command, minus the President (who in this case is worse than useless anyway), into ONE ROOM. A single attack could literally behead the USA's military machine in a few seconds.  

There's a lot of jokes about how the top brass are expendable, and there's always a few that are, but the fact is if you take away HUNDREDS of people at the top of a regimented, strictly-organized military you will create chaos. There's SO many parts of that machine that assume a reasonably smooth flow of information from top to bottom and back up with carefully-designed succession backups. 

But not succession backups fhree or four deep. The PRESIDENT is like a dozen deep, but most officers have one or two people who can step into their places and reasonably well catch the load. A lot of THOSE are people at or near that officer's level. 

If you're taking away ALL the people at the top several levels, there's no backup or precedent for that kind of "beheading" strike. 

So that's ONE level of stupid. 

A level of CONCERNING is that we have no idea of the REASON for this meeting. Why the hell would you suddenly summon every single ranking officer to you? 

I can't think of any reason that's GOOD. This could be a "show us this loyalty" moment, where they basically want to make sure every one of the top brass are behind Trump--- or are removed from office and replaced. 

This could be a global strategy meeting (recognizing that Hegseth's idea of strategy will be barely superior to Trump's) in which they're going to plan some ridiculously overarching plan to get rid of *ALL* of "America's Enemies" in some bargain-basement James Bondian scheme. 

I don't THINK it could be a Vlad Tepesch situation -- we're not quite back in the quaint era of executing all your enemies in a single ballroom -- but I am absolute stymied trying to imaging a halfway sane reason for doing this. 


Our current government, ladies, gentlemen, friends, foes: a government of the grifted, by the grifters, for the grifters, run by clowns that would embarrass Pennywise and the Joker. 

Out for a change

Sep. 25th, 2025 10:20 pm
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Got up this morning at 7:30, ate my Cheerios, but did not have coffee, and then went back to bed until 10:00.

At 10:00 I got up, had coffee, and puttered on line. I wrote a little in the story I hope to have finished soon. It's coming along.

Eventually I got up and showered and washed my hair. I got dressed, and then got back on line, and was reading back entries of my journal, looking for various reasons to see what I was doing in 2014, when [personal profile] mashfanficchick called.

Our original plan for today was that ze was working, and I would head over to zer with zer zine around 4:00, in order to get there when ze was done and we'd have dinner.

Instead, since there were storms forecast for this evening, ze said I should come over then and we'd have lunch. So I packed up the zine and headed to the bus.

Got the 44 so I decided to stay on and take the bus rather than the subway. Got to Main and Union, and was waiting for the 45 or 46, when a 45 pulled up way past the stop, let people off, and drove away before I could reach it. Very frustrating, but I got the next 46 so it was OK.

Got off and called [profile] mashfanfichick who said I should proceed to zer place, so I did.

Ze met me there, and we decided to go out to Cobblestones for lunch. I don't know why but I've always wanted to try that place.

Lunch was very good. I even had a glass of wine, a moscato, with lunch. I had mozzarella sticks, and a burger with provolone and mushrooms, and sweet potato fries.

After lunch I came home because it was supposed to storm as I said above. Spoiler alert. It didn't.

But anyway, I got home about 6:00, after taking the subway back, so it was almost time to Team the FWiB. WE talked at 7:00 as usual, until 8:30 when I called Middle Brother. He's doing fine, hasn't done anything interesting lately but is looking forward to October.

After that I went to the bedroom an played solitaire and scrolled Facebook until pet feeding time. Then I fed the pets, and started here.

That's about all.

Gratitude List:

1. The FWiB.

2. Out for a change.

3. It didn't rain.

4. Good lunch.

5. Friends.

6. Middle Brother doing well.
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Posted by Jordan Liles

According to the fake post image, the conservative activist remarked about people scratching their posteriors while discussing New York City politics.
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Tesla CEO Elon Musk has suggested that the electric car manufacturer might produce a phone, but the company has never officially announced one.

Rogue Corn by Nikki Wallschlaeger

Sep. 25th, 2025 06:23 pm
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My fav event as harvest season approaches
is the rough seed that escaped the plots.

If  there’s a cornfield adjacent to another bed
of   vegetables, you can count on imperfection,

you can see stalks standing where they’re
not supposed to be, the winds have ideas,

seeds who choose wildness, here they are,
with red potatoes, alfalfa, peas, sunflowers,

they look pleased w/  themselves, outfoxing
clever farmers, making it to the unplanned

ground where nobody is around, recovering
where the amiable dirt will welcome them.

Seeds are so fun and determined,
there’s no concept of  liberty, no need for it,

guaranteed if   I were a seedling I’d abstain,
you know I would, I’d find a way to renounce

what’s expected of  my common name,
gliding over the roads until a dream takes root


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