Offside (General Discussion)

Elizabeth Mendoza said:Yeah, it was.

https://www.defense.gov/french-flyover-over-washington-dc/

I see...
So I get it now.

It sounds a bit too soft, honestly.
The Mig fighters have a much deeper, more masculine roar.

Don't worry about a thing, everything is under control.

https://twitter.com/eucopresident/st...bcLfzDCwg&s=19

I think I heard this weird jet engine drone around 2:00 AM last night. My first thought was that people in Washington, D.C. probably hadn't heard anything quite like that before the drone went down 😁
Since our jets don't fly south of San Diego and definitely don't take night flights, it had to have been those Rafael fighters.

Matthew Young35 said:It sounds a bit too soft, honestly.
The Mig fighters have a much deeper, more masculine roar.

The French certainly have a particular eye for style🤣

Looks like they're just tearing each other apart now....

https://www.reddit.com/r/UkraineWarV...m_source=share

Really interesting podcast featuring a drone expert here

He mentions that the one that recently crashed in Washington, D.C. ended up here by mistake.

For those people constantly worrying about my hearing, I'm telling you, I heard this perfectly clearly even with the TV blaring in the background 🤣

God, Zack is such an idiot 🙏

Someone really needs to get moving on that impeachment process, because this whole situation has started feeling far too real... and during times like these, it’s getting downright dangerous

I honestly can't wrap my head around how people can think Joe Biden is the top guy. I don't even know how to explain this phenomenon.

mellowotter36 said:I honestly can't wrap my head around how people can think Joe Biden is the top guy. I don't even know how to explain this phenomenon.

It’s simply because people aren't looking past their own immediate surroundings, and since he carries himself with the unrefined grit of someone from a small rural town, some folks actually find that persona quite charming...

Yet, in reality, he is causing profound, invisible damage, particularly when it comes to our standing in international diplomacy...

A man is calling for a flight ban over America—honestly, I don't see anything controversial about that request.

Zack bought me out with that Coron nonsense, but honestly? I’m washing my hands of him now. 🙏

Look, this isn't about playing the percentages or looking out for your own skin. This is pure good versus evil, light against the dark. There’s just no middle ground here.

mellowotter36 said:I honestly can't wrap my head around how people can think Joe Biden is the top guy. I don't even know how to explain this phenomenon.

It’s that weird dynamic where you support a convicted organization running the country, while also cheering for the one lunatic who publicly opposes them whenever it suits him. It's actually the perfect setup for Zack—he probably feels safest playing it this way.

quietcobra15 said:I find myself wondering whether we are truly witnessing the onset of a significant shortage, or if this is merely collective anxiety manifesting in real-time. Just recently, a young woman I know who works in retail mentioned that stores have begun stockpiling oils and flour in quantities reminiscent of those frantic days at the start of the pandemic. Then, only yesterday, an acquaintance told me that during his trip to the local grocery store, they had actually implemented a strict limit of just one liter of vegetable oil per customer. Is this phenomenon occurring across the entire country, or am I simply seeing isolated pockets of panic? For my part, I have no idea, though I must admit that a single liter of oil tends to last me nearly a year. 😁

The fear of hunger is perhaps one of the most primal fears we possess. Sometimes, it burns even hotter than the fear of death or the threat of physical violence and general instability. The unrest people are feeling right now is completely understandable, especially among those who have felt the sting of starvation firsthand.

My old man used to say something—words I will carry with me forever—after we finally made it through the last war and everything it dragged behind it: "Never let there be less than 100 pounds of flour, 50 liters of oil, 50 pounds of sugar, and 20 pounds of salt in this house." I never dared to tell him directly that I thought his stash was excessive, because if I had, he might have used it all up, and we would have been starving again within six months if things turned sour. I always just looked at him and said, "You're right, Dad. That's how it should be."

I say this because I truly understand. I’ve been in that position myself, and that fear of simply being hungry has never quite left me. As for my family, what saved us was spending almost the entire war out in the countryside, on our own land. In our home, on our soil. From my mother down, we became experts at working the earth. We worked from sunrise to sunset just to coax something out of that stubborn, neglected ground. And thank God, there was fruit, vegetables, eggs, dairy, and even meat. We didn't have sweets, coffee, sugar, white bread, soda, canned goods, spreads, or deli meats—all the stuff we consider essential to life today. But the table was never empty. If there was nothing else, there was always at least a slice of rye bread with some lard and red pepper on top. We made our own jams, preserves, juices, and even a version of honey made from dandelion blossoms.
But my family back in the city? They really suffered. After that first year when there were still supplies, when aid was arriving, or when relatives from abroad managed to sneak things through certain channels, everything just dried up by '93. Money meant nothing then because it had completely run out, and there was literally nothing left to buy; production and commerce had totally frozen. The roads were blocked, everything stopped, and anyone who could leave, left. That winter transitioning from '93 to '94 was absolutely brutal. I know plenty of people in the cities who chose to jump from the 15th floor of a high-rise rather than face it. When you are hungry, freezing, without power, water, or heat, and living under the constant threat of shelling, everything else becomes irrelevant.

We were all so thin when we finally made it back to the States after everything was over. I remember walking into a grocery store in Seattle for the first time in early '95; when I smelled the bread, the donuts, the deli meats, the damn pâté... I don't think I will ever experience that sense of abundance and relief ever again. That is why I say: may hunger never touch anyone. Let everyone prepare however they see fit. But the best place to be is on the farm, on your own land. If we hadn't been on our own—our land may have been meager, but it was ours and it was safe—who knows how we would have survived that last war.

Is little Bane sitting inside one of those Rafael jets flying overhead?

What?

Olivia Taylor2 said:It’s that weird dynamic where you support a convicted organization running the country, while also cheering for the one lunatic who publicly opposes them whenever it suits him. It's actually the perfect setup for Zack—he probably feels safest playing it this way.

Oh, please! Now suddenly everyone is acting all quiet about those blatant partisan hacks. It’s almost as if this war arrived exactly on schedule just for them; they’ll sweep everything under the rug and rule forever if they get the chance. Look, I’ll be blunt: Zack might be a total nuisance and a complete slacker (arguably the worst Prime Minister in American history), but at this very moment, he’s the only actual opposition left against this ruling mafia. He might not be much, but at least someone is shaking things up when nobody else will! Is it really a crime for Buha to call out the GOP? Shame on anyone doing that.

restlesssurfer97 said:What?

Just look at him! Can you believe he actually ended up becoming a cabinet minister?🤣🤣🤣

Ever since he was a kid, he’s always been obsessed with anything on wheels—armored vehicles, motorcycles, bikes, you name it.