Lili Watson

benion Grieving a wasted life At a point in life when there are far too many days behind than ahead, one tends to re-elected in contrast to standing up for the reflect on a life lived. In my lifetime decades greater good? were devoted to protecting America. Sacri A compromised Supreme Court recently fices were made both by myself and my fam- trotted out a shallow token standards of Ily in military service. The tip of the spear: conduct for themselves. Apparently it's Countless weeks over the years were spent not a bribe to accept favors after a deci-sion; only before. Corporations are people? living at the end of a runway on alert with an Really? Whatever happened to Superman's armed B-52 as generations of aviators have motto of "truth, justice, and the American done before and since. way?" The purpose: if required, be airborne Pay-to-play is the theme of the day. Un- in minutes on a one-way trip bringing a challenged and uncontested blatant conflicts nuclear Armageddon to an adversary. Fly: of interest abound. The rule of law is situ- ing the unfriendly skies over North Viet- ational if adhered to at all. America can no nam provided a brief interlude, but overall, longer be trusted. The unbridled pursuit of this long line of silent sentinels stood firm power and wealth driven by unquenchable to protect America by deterring external greed has left service above self and Con- threats to our freedoms and way of life stitutional norms in the dustbin of a quaint across the decades. I was privileged to serve past. with men and women of integrity imbued Recently the VA said exposure to Agent with a sense of service. Orange is the probable cause of the can- I'm truly grateful that the B-52s we flew, which were built tough, were engineered cers I live with. Actually I suspect it's more from yet unspecified sources, which cause on scientific principles and fabricated by experienced, skilled workers rather than military pilots to have significantly higher founded on mere beli…

This letter appeared in the Bloomsburg PA Press Enterprise this morning. I am assured the writer is who he purports to be, an Air Force veteran.

Good thing I’ve been drinking CC my whole life, you hogs

Oh, man, not Gene Hackman.

2025 can just fuck right off.

Okay. Let me tell you a little bit about Gene Hackman...

One of the absolute best.

There are two wolves inside me, or whatever

Thrilling!

Lotion

It really reassures me when someone else has already beat me to it.

Farewell, you fucking melting candle.

I love this one!!

What I’m going for right now at this ungodly hour at YVR (I’m failing beautifully)

"This in turn fuels yet another round of online outrage, edgy takes, and screenshots exposing the “hypocrisy” of people who never cared about being seen as hypocrites, because that’s not the point." - A must read from @janus.bsky.social

If GSA sold 7,500 buildings at once, the question is who would buy them.

Russia after the fall of the Soviet Union gives us the answer to that: a handful of oligarchs. They'd get billions of dollars in real state for a song, which they could lease back to government for a handsome profit.

Kate Bush lyric or whatever

When Putin invaded Ukraine I knew it would give Trump ideas about Canada. I don't think he's joking. I think this is how his brain works: What is the point of having more weapons and money than everyone else if you don't use them to get even more?

Summer in a Small Town The Cleaners From Venus · Under Wartime Conditions · Song · 1984

The anthem of today from a novelty snow scene in Vancouver. Album title applicable, too.

open.spotify.com/track/1p8Fz4...

Let Your Mind Be Your Bed Felix Da Housecat · Devin Dazzle & The Neon Fever · Song · 2017

It’s Friday! Not mine, but…y’know.

open.spotify.com/track/4EFKSf...

I've assembled a team of the most horrible perverts and criminals you've ever seen and we're going to fix this country

This could be me but space is for lizard men only now I guess.
(Missing my copy of this book that had a HUGE wad of watermelon bubblegum stuck on its back page)

Hello! I’m here now. Nothing to note yet so for the meantime here is a stupendous photo of David Bowie in a Kyoto phone booth (late 70s/1980?)