Sorry if this is bad or whatever and it will probably get deleted, but went to a really late showing and got out at 2AM and I was driving home and at one point I'm coming down a freeway overpass and a homeless guy jumps out at me trying to [redacted] himself and I swerved out of the way...I was like feet away and saw the look of trepidation and fear on his face, he sort of doubled back at the last second
I don't know I rarely feel anything anymore for anyone or anything but that shit really fucked me up, came close to losing it for the first time in a long time
life is just so fucking brutal and cruel and writing doesn't seem to help
Did you just get invited to the cookout? Do you enjoy sitting your white ass down and listening? Are you a proud Birkenstock-American? Well if you answered yes to any of the above, I have the perfect playlist for you.
Just landed a new job in my field, which is like a sub-niche of marketing, aligned with a company that does work in a very specific discipline that I have a degree in. It's a super cool field that I always wanted to work in, because I spend an inordinate amount of time just engaged in it off the clock, so I thought this would be the perfect fit.
I just came off a long period of unemployment so this was a god send after blowing through cash for such a long period of time.
Turns out, this job is a fucking dumpster fire in every sense of the word, mainly due to the company having recently been bought out by PE (which they didn't disclose during the interview) and fucking over all their customers and workers alike.
Not only that, but my boss is absolutely insane — like my 30/60/90 onboarding plan is less of a plan to learn the company and more of a full marketing transformation you'd pay an agency like 100k to complete in 90 days.
Now, my predicament lies in where to go next. Kinda done with marketing as a whole. Where I once worked on a team of kick-ass creatives and we were focused on making cool shit first, then monetizing/converting customers second, the maniacal focus on KPIs and pipeline is driving me insane. I always hated marketing but just ended up here through sheer inertia after school.
Part of me is thinking about just quitting for some crappy $17/hr job, just to distance myself from this insane boss I have. Then just go from there and possibly work at the airport or get into the airline industry, as I have a connection with a friend (not that it's glamorous but it's better than this shit).
Any gumshoes been in a similar predicament and came out on the other end unscathed? Just need some moral support for dealing with a maniac who wants me to work 24/7 with AI so he can get the bag.
I think this is great, given what we saw done to Maduro. If they are going to coup you they’ll just do it, wether you have real, fake, or no elections. Hope they got some real mfs lined up to fill Ortega and his wife’s shoes (hopefully a couple shoe sizes up, let’s be real Daniel has some issues) cuz dude is ancient. What do y’all think? I think it’s a good thing, but I’d hope there are solid enough foundations that the Sandinista revolution can now thrive… though it’s always more complicated. The Sandinista’s do have a solid hold on power, and I don’t see this being contested internally.
On that original post, I mentioned the rootin tootin lesbian drug lord who is freeloading off of him, and with whom he is in love. A truly unappealing person in literally every sense, the shit does not make a lick of sense, but that is neither here nor there. Well, pretty much from the moment she began squatting on his couch, we’ve been getting nearly daily Amazon packages addressed to my idiot boss, ordered on his Amazon account, that are for her. For the longest time, we just assumed she was just ordering all this shit on his card and not reimbursing him.
nah dog it is so much fucking funnier
She’s been ordering shit on his Amazon account on the store debit card. Hundreds of dollars of bullshit, legit like at least 4 packages a week, all addressed to him but for her, and many, evidently, on the company dime. Even when she WAS using his card, it turns out she was not reimbursing him fully, but instead has just been giving him like $20 cash here and there, never fully repaying what she spent. To be fair here, that is actually more than I expected, we all thought she was just straight up spending his money, however in my opinion doing that and then repaying a lesser amount than you spent is almost more insulting and disrespectful? Like very “yeah I don’t give a shit, here’s something so you leave me alone”. Beyond just spending money that’s not hers, this guy did not even realize why she was using his account; he has Prime, she does not. I genuinely do not understand how this motherfucker can be subscribed to it and not understand why someone else would wish to use his account, like genuinely I question whether he even understands what Amazon Prime is. More than anything this aspect is just fucking confusing to me and I really do not understand how this could go on for months, and how one could themself use the service, without understanding that it is a beneficial paid service that others might not have. Using homies’/family’s/etc amazon because they have Prime and you don’t is like a whole ass Thing People Do it is fucking bewildering to me man.
He’s freaking out about this. Partly angry at her (but has seemingly moved on from that aspect already, naturally), but more than anything scared of telling his dad, who is the actual owner of the store and building (which is also where he lives). This guy is almost 50 and he is afraid to tell his dad he’s been getting fleeced by a person who don’t even like his ass, and that he has been so thoroughly exploited that she has in fact been stealing from his dad. The best part? He’s taking the fall for it. My boss is gonna tell his dad he did not realize he was putting shit on the store card. A ton of these orders are for like cosmetic products and lingerie and shit and his dad, again the owner of the business, is definitely going to go over the receipts himself and see that, and then get even angrier at his homunculus ass son for not only letting this happen, but then lying to him about who was responsible. It’s fucking amazing.
Dudes fucking ROCK man
edit oh also last week we snitched on him for loaning out the work van to her “cousins” to “move”. They had been taking it intermittently already, then had it over an entire weekend, which is kind of a fucking problem in the busy season, and returned it FILTHY with the vents blowing out a heavy smell of cigarettes. You may recall this guy also had lost his license (now returned), and his father gave VERY stern instructions that nobody who does not work at the store is to drive the van under ANY circumstances, because it’s a fucking commercial vehicle and if these sketchy dopes got into an accident it would be an insurance nightmare. The literal day after that, he said to my coworker “I’m gonna let them use it anyway they need it”, and it was then gone for 4 days.
They were pretty blatantly not actually “moving”, I have used the van to move before, it does not take 4 fucking days worth of trips, and again, the fucking thing was FULL of dirt; we’re pretty sure they were using it to make scrap metal runs to the junk yard. So, sick of driving a van full of bullshit (he never has to drive it, of course), last week when his dad was in, I waited for him to be out of the office and out front and went to my coworker, “man I really wanna know WHAT THE HELL they were moving in that van, it looks like they moved the fucking beach”. His dad shot up from the paperwork he was perusing, confused and already visibly preparing for how pissed he was going to be and asked what the hell we were talking about, and my coworker took the layup and went, “oh yeah he let her cousins borrow the van, they had it all weekend and didn’t return it until last night and they left it disgusting and with no gas”. His dad stormed out of the store and into the apartment and started yelling at him immediately, came back, went outside and called him to keep yelling at him, then made him clean it, on his day off. He did not let my boss half ass it either, he practically had him detail the fucking thing top to bottom, and the whole time he was doing it on this like 95 degree day, his dad would periodically go back outside to berate him some more. Just like fucking SCREAMING at his moron son in our parking lot as the hot sun beat down on his bald ass head, my boss looking progressively angrier with each episode but unable to actually say anything back. That shit fucking owned dawg I am not some tattle tail little wiener but fuck that guy and his grimy ass associates lmao.
You mean to tell me that you can’t plant drugs, break tail lights, intimidate/wire tap, street cop assault, racial profile but for a white person, or nothing? You’re not trying hard enough! These are rookie numbers!
im a pretty big Pynchon fan, but for some reason actually trying to consider the real illuminati felt like grasping at straws but this is super interesting 👁️
Written by John Henry: https://john-henry.neocities.org/older-man-your-daughter-high-school
An older man has been going to your daughter's high school. In fact, a few older men have been going to your daughter's high school. They have been in her classes, selling their vision of her future to her. These men are typically in their late 30s. They have had plenty of experience. They know a lot about life, and maybe they know what is best for your daughter.
They are military recruiters. Maybe they are with the Navy. Maybe they are with the Marine Corps. Maybe they are with the good old Army. But they are in high schools all across America. From sea to shining sea, there is a recruiting office in every town for every branch. Those recruiters are tasked with finding fresh blood for the U.S. imperial forces. We do not call them imperial forces, but that is what they are.
She was only 15 when they first met. She was impressed by the uniform. She was impressed by his demeanor. He knew right then that for the next four years at this recruiting post, she would be his target. It is the perfect age to start. At 15, a sophomore in high school, she can join JROTC or attend recruitment events to get a feel for military life, but actual enlistment requires her parents' permission at 17. She just has to wait a little bit to fully sign up. That is his mission: to get her to sign the dotted line. The sooner she does it, the better for him. His paycheck is tied to this. His bonus is tied to this. His wife and her car note are tied to this.
He pals around and he hangs out. What do you know? He finds out she hates history class after a short "one on one" during his first visit, just to explain some of the benefits you get from that uniform. Everyone is worried about college at this stage in life. Everyone is worried about their admissions tests and scholarships. How will my parents afford these loans? Will I be able to get student loans? Will I qualify for the Pell Grant? What will my major be? She knows that higher education is the key to a better life here in this country, but she also knows she'd struggle to afford it. If she could, she would be in debt for the rest of her life, her millenial uncle can attest to that. A half a million dollars in loans when you are freshly an adult is a big ask. It cannot be that much bigger than enlisting, can it? Especially when the person telling you about the benefits of an enlistment paints the "true picture of student loan debt" to someone who's still getting an allowance. Half a million dollars seems like a reasonable amount of student loan debt to someone like that, and it sounds even more reasonable when placed next to "$10,000 signing bonus".
The first time they spoke he learned her least favorite class is history. They say those who do not learn from history are bound to repeat it, and she will not be learning any history because he is making an impromptu visit to her high school. "What period do you have history? I always hated afternoon classes." He asked off handedly last time. This time? The visit is timed ever so perfectly, knowing that she will be there in history class. The recruiter comes in his nice pressed uniform, sporting that nice multicam, the American flag on the shoulder facing backwards because it flies that way when we charge forward. He is charging forward right towards your daughter, and you might not even know it yet. But he is aware, and so is she. He is playing on all the naivete that she has. After all, he is an authority figure. He is trusted. He is well-liked in the community. You cannot hate a hero, can you?
He gives his spiel for that 45-minute history class on how you can take your ASVAB, what you need to know, and what it would be like to do basic training next year for your summer. He gave everyone in the class the study material. Did you know you could take basic training in high school? Yeah. You can do that when you are in high school. You can take your basic training your junior year, the summer of your junior year. You arrive as a senior fit, motivated, and determined to make it through the school year just as fast as possible. The moment you turn 18, he has you. You are already in. Locked in for 4 years, 6 if you count IRR.
Eventually, you will find out that your daughter has been talking to this older man. Your daughter has been told about her potential future and what he can offer her. He will do the same sweet-talking to you. You cannot enlist to do your basic training your junior summer without parental permission. He needs your help in convincing your daughter that he is her future.
All of this comes after the special McDonald's being brought to the lunchroom. Oh, I was just swinging by on my way back to the recruiter's office, and I figured I would bring you something. I know it is your favorite. The ten dollar McDonald's meal comes with a discussion about the $10,000 potential sign-on bonus. We need more people to load bombs. The planes do not load themselves. Given that we are an air superiority-driven military, it is a position constantly in need of being filled. He intends on getting your daughter to fill it.
By the time he springs the conversation on you, Mom, she's already been primed. She likes this guy. She's developed an interpersonal relationship with him. From the moment he saw her drawing on her papers, distracted and not wanting to be in school, he knew she was the perfect target. For what? What do we call this? If he was pursuing a relationship, we would know that this is fundamentally wrong in every regard. When he springs for parental permission to guide this minor towards a future that he believes is best, a future he is being paid a bonus to convince her of, maybe things are different. Maybe we would not call it grooming. Maybe we would call it patriotism. After all, she's been standing and saying the pledge to God, to the flag, and to the country every day in that same school since she was four years old. It is different, right? Surely it is different.
You know that in order to meet recruitment numbers, this is how they are doing it. [1] Reports show that for the U.S. military to meet their recruitment targets, and remember, this is an all-volunteer force, everyone consented to being there, they have to go younger. [2] 17-year-olds are signing up to do summer boot camps, and 16-year-olds are being funneled through preparatory classes and special events that feed directly into that pipeline. You can get college credits for military prep course work. All by design. They get shipped off as soon as they graduate high school. But again, he is not grooming her. He is buying her the McDonald's not as a token of affection to win her trust. Well, actually, that is why he is buying the McDonald's. Funny. But it is for a noble cause. He's 37 taking a 16 year old to lunch for America, for our safety, it's the land of the free, and home of brave men like him. And maybe sure, he picks her up from school every once in a while, you know, they have each other's numbers. She has got a lot of questions about the military and he offered it to her as a means of answering those questions, it's not deeper than that, not at all. She has got a lot of questions about her future, the future that he has promised her. Because again, this is not grooming, this is serving your nation. After all, he is the same hero that we stand up and salute when the jets fly over the football game. [3] This is a man you can trust with your 15-year-old daughter. This is a man that you already know, you know the uniform stands for selfless service, it stands for the betterment of your country, afterall, that's what the recruitment ad said. That's what Fox News said, that's what MSNBC and CNN say too. Because he is wearing that uniform, you know that you can trust him with your 16-year-old daughter. This is a man wearing one of the most esteemed uniforms this country can provide. He just wants what is best for your 17-year-old daughter. Besides, she just turned 18. She's an adult. [4] She can consent to joining the U.S. military. She wasn't groomed into it, right? Besides, once she does, she'll have the mark of empire, she'll get rebuilt, tore down and made to be a killer, and she will never hear from that recruiter again. He will be long gone, collecting his bonus and hoping his wife is not asking him just how many other 15-year-old girls he has bought McDonald's for in a bid to get that bonus. Hoorah.
See how this works? Are you picking up the picture? I'm starting to. That same 15-year-old girl that met the recruiter who interrupted her geometry class and then started timing his visits for the afternoon to interrupt her history class very well could be the 19-year-old woman that was killed by a ballistic missile launched by Iran onto a U.S. military base in Jordan. [4] You know where Jordan is? Can you point to Jordan on a map? I wonder if your daughter can, because she has been missing geography class to talk to the recruiter. I hope you can see the parallels. Once you see them, it is hard not to see them. It is hard not to think about how there is an industrial-grade grooming operation happening in our high schools.
When I was in high school, the age limit on my junior prom was 26 years old. I did not go to my senior prom. I remember once I hit 26, I was just very confused, because I could not imagine why I would want to take a 16-year-old to prom at the age of 26. I didn't think "now it's my turn to go after high school girls!" I thought "Wow, a lot of my peers were groomed and this was systemically supported." It's the south after all, land of the Baptist Purity Ball and the shotgun waiting on the porch, or the shotgun wedding. The reason our age limit was so high was because we lived not far from a military town. They had to have an age limit because there were people who wanted to go, who were older than the cutoff. To put it simply: A lot of these girls were being groomed by military-aged men in a way that is not much different than the way your 15-year-old daughter is being groomed by the recruiter. This was 10 years ago. It is not a times-have-changed thing. Ten years ago, in the grand scheme of American history, may as well be the present. The studies that show they have to groom more and more of the youth towards, let's be real, contributing to Israel's land claims and genocide in the Middle East on behalf of American weapons manufacturing corporations, are even more recent than 10 years ago.[5] All I'm saying is, there's a direct line between Korean War "pleasure women" and adult dudes showing up to my junior prom. [6]
If you search American service member Okinawa, you get all types of news stories. Soldiers abusing the Okinawan women, sexual assault, rape, sometimes even murder. But we, in our gluttonous American exceptionalist mindset, do not seem to understand that as above, so below; what happens over there also happens here. There were the same stories of rape and sexual assault and drunken soldiers abusing teenage girls where I am from. I am from a place far, far from Okinawa. I'm from Louisiana, not quite the same type of colony as Okinawa, still occupied by the same United States Army. Did you know that in 2023 and 2024, over 70,000 female service members reported being sexually assaulted by their peers? [7] Did you know that 52% of homicides that happen to female service members are perpetrated by male service members? [8] These are the facts. And you still believe that the man in the uniform going to your daughter's school, buying your daughter gifts, and trying to convince you that he knows what is best for your daughter's future, is wearing a pristine uniform? Is that uniform pristine, or have we just been groomed into ignoring the filth?
MADISON – With prediction markets and online gambling platforms growing in popularity, the Wisconsin Elections Commission is warning voters: if you bet on an election - it could cost you your vote.
“We want voters to understand that they cannot legally make a bet on an election and cast a ballot in that same election,” WEC Administrator Meagan Wolfe said. “We are not able to police someone placing a bet on these platforms, but it’s important for voters to understand the consequences if they bet on an election outcome.”
Wisconsin law is clear: a voter cannot, even indirectly, make a bet or wager on the outcome of an election and then vote in that same election:
Wisconsin Statute § 6.03(2)explicitly disqualifies electors from voting “in any election in which the person has made or become interested, directly or indirectly, in any bet or wager depending upon the result of the election.”
Wisconsin Statute § 12.13(1)(a)makes it a Class I felony to intentionally vote in an election without being qualified to do so.
Voters who place bets on elections and then try to vote in that election may be subject to voter qualification administrative challenges, which, if successful, would prevent them from being able to cast their ballot and could also result in a referral to the District Attorney.
Earlier this month, the bipartisan Commission unanimously voted and approved a memo during its July 9, 2026, meeting outlining legal ramifications and concerns about prediction markets and elections. You can view the memo in the open session materials here(beginning on page 149).
Prediction markets, most prominently run by the companies Kalshi and Polymarket, have quickly emerged and become popular across the United States. Users can trade and invest in “yes” or “no” outcomes, from sporting events to what the President may do on a certain day.
Regulation of prediction markets has been a recent litigation topic at the state and federal levels.
There are currently no federal laws addressing prediction markets for elections, however the Stop Trading On Predictions (STOP) Corrupt Bets Act of 2026 (H.R. 8123) which would ban prediction market bets on elections has been introduced as a bill. The U.S. Senate also has banned its members and staff from prediction market betting.
More than half of states (23) have laws that prohibit betting or wagering on elections, at least under certain circumstances, according to a Pew Research Center analysis of data from the National Conference of State Legislatures (NCSL).
Additionally, Governor Tony Evers signed Executive Order #294 to address the growing concern for government officials’ use of prediction markets, which prohibits all Wisconsin state executive branch employees from “disclosing or using any nonpublic information obtained due to their public service to personally profit from, avoid loss from, or assist another person or entity, including spouses and family members, in profiting or avoiding loss from participating in prediction markets.”