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Gil Bang

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  1. his newsletter...I would like to subscribe.
  2. I assume that later tonight you'll show her some snuff porn?
  3. back to back playoffs, and let's shitcan the coach.
  4. OK mofos. I'm ready. Stocked cooler and plenty of snacks. Let's go!
  5. You left out the important part of the review: is their tits/ass/snatch?
  6. I'm a capital one customer (two cards) and I really like the way they do business.
  7. But did he leer at your wife's tits?
  8. Derka's out of the penalty box today, right?
  9. I had the E34 and it was the best car I've ever owned. Rock solid.
  10. BTW...the women in Argentina...holy moly.
  11. I was in Buenos Aires a few years back. The GF and I met two other couples (one gay, one straight) in the hotel bar one afternoon. They were fun, funny people, all of them. One of the gay dudes spoke the lingo and had been there a lot. He suggested we all go to dinner together at a steakhouse that he liked. So, we jump in a couple of cabs. I remember eating like a pig...I think the 6 of us had 4 nice bottles of Malbec. Great steaks, sides, trimmings, etc. When it came time to split the bill, I think our share was 45 bucks or so. I wish I remember the name of the restaurant.
  12. Gil Bang

    Landman

    I think if you check, you'll find that it's a 24 pack of Ultra vs 30 with the others. Meanwhile, can anybody tell me who is the annoying cunt that sings "paramount paramount paramount plus" to the tune of Jingle bell rock? Because I will hire a hitman to get rid of her.
  13. Mace is so great. Who else would tell the crowd at a "prayer breakfast" that she didn't give her boyfriend any pussy that morning because she was running late to the prayer breakfast. "
  14. MyPillow founder Mike Lindell has once again found himself staring down the wrong end of a seven-figure lawsuit, this time being dragged into court by a merchant cash advance firm that accuses the bedding magnate and election fraud conspiracist of ducking out on nearly $1.5 million in outstanding debt. Cobalt Funding Solutions, a New York City-based “alternative capital provider,” makes loans to businesses against their future sales, taking a set portion of a company’s revenues until the principal is repaid, plus a handsome premium. Lindell, for his part, has called the entire future receivables industry a “sham,” and drew first blood against Cobalt earlier this month with a lawsuit claiming the whopping 409 annual percentage rate it charged him while in a desperate cash crunch was “illegal,” “usurious,” and a legalized form of loan sharking. Now, Cobalt has returned fire in a civil complaint filed last Friday in state court. Although the 63-year-old MAGA fan has stopped paying, the complaint says he has “continued to generate and collect millions of dollars in revenue from sales of, among other things, Pillows and bedding accessories since October 18, 2024.” Reached by phone on Monday, Lindell told The Independent he had not been previously aware that Cobalt was countersuing and had not yet reviewed any of the court filings. He claimed, without providing specifics, that Cobalt has “gotten in trouble before” for its business practices, and that “there was a lot of stuff that went around with that,” but that “they keep doing what they’re doing.” However, Lindell continued, “I don’t know what it all involves.” As for Cobalt’s lawsuit against him and MyPillow, Lindell said, “I just don’t want to get out in front of things here. The lawyers are handling that. It’s not my priority right now, I’m trying to run companies and get rid of the electronic voting machines. That’s my focus.” In an email on Monday, Christopher Murray, the attorney representing Cobalt in court, declined to comment on the case, citing firm policy. Merchant cash advances, also called “factoring” arrangements, are not subject to usury laws. The ugly dispute between Lindell and Cobalt dates back to September 16, when Cobalt paid Lindell about $1.5 million for $2.2 million in expected MyPillow receipts, according to the complaint. From that point on, Cobalt would debit MyPillow’s bank account each business day for $45,000, an estimated 7.57 percent of its proceeds, a spreadsheet attached to the complaint shows. Lindell made regular payments through mid-October, for a total of $814,064.76, Cobalt’s complaint states. But it says Lindell suddenly cut off Cobalt’s access to the account, and has prevented it from debiting the rest of the money due under the contract — $1,447,226, plus $200 in blocked payment fees charged by the bank — as agreed. Since then, Lindell, who personally guaranteed the loan and is himself liable for it, has “refused to resume” making payments, according to the complaint. After Lindell launched a personal crusade to “prove” the 2020 presidential election was stolen from Donald Trump, his products were dropped by big box retailers and the cash-strapped MyPillow was evicted from its Minnesota warehouse over unpaid rent. He has been dropped by his attorneys over millions in unpaid fees, ordered by a judge to pay $5 million to a computer programmer who disproved his claims of voter fraud, and continues to battle defamation suits by America’s largest voting machine companies over Lindell’s false allegations. In September, Lindell was sued by a California vendor for ignoring bills adding up to the mid-six-figures.
  15. so, you're calling for the assassination of Don Jr? wait...the WHITE guy was the one driving the cab? I feel like I'm taking crazy pills.
  16. You're a wise man. Pool contractors are notoriously shitty.
  17. well, it USED TO BE a fucking total shithole. So it could only get better..
  18. uh... fuck it. no CR, posted without comment.
  19. and, I don't dare CR the music board, but...
  20. We in the news media and chattering class mocked Jimmy Carter as a country bumpkin, with cartoons depicting him installing an outhouse next to the White House. His public approval dropped to 28 percent, and when Ronald Reagan succeeded him, the Reagans’ interior designer reportedly smirked about the need to “get the smell of catfish out of the White House.” President Carter, a member of Congress lamented in 1979, “couldn’t get the Pledge of Allegiance through Congress.” Rolling Stone described Carter as “the great national sinking feeling.” Ousted after a single term, he wasn’t so much criticized as sneered at. Even Democrats like Bill Clinton treated Carter as an embarrassment who had undermined liberals and paved a path for Reagan. Yet all this speaks to our failure of discernment. Carter, who died Sunday at the age of 100, probably improved the lives of more people over a longer period than any recent president. He was a far better president than is generally acknowledged — and is the only one in modern times who didn’t lose a single soldier to combat (although he did lose eight service members to an air collision during the failed hostage rescue mission in Iran). Carter was also the best-ever ex-president: Hundreds of millions of people around the globe are living better lives because of his relentless efforts to overcome violence and disease. So Carter’s death is a moment to reassess his legacy, but it also is an opportunity to reflect on how we in the news media and the political world got him so wrong and treated him so unfairly. This is not to say that Carter was always saintly, charming or successful. I interacted with him periodically over the decades in person, on the phone or by email, mostly on issues of peace or poverty, and I found he could be tough, headstrong and dismissive; there were times when I said something he disagreed with and he abruptly turned as icy as the Hudson Bay in winter. At times Carter was maddeningly difficult. He adored his wife, Rosalynn, who died in 2023, and championed her heroic efforts to improve America’s mental health care. But when they wrote their first book together, disagreements as they edited each other grew so fraught that they were reduced to communicating via their word processors. “It really was a strain on our marriage,” he acknowledged, and they resolved never to write another book together. I’ve interacted in some form with eight presidents (I first encountered Carter when I was a high school senior covering his run for president in 1976), and Carter stands out in three ways. First, he was less focused on himself than almost any other leader I’ve known. He never sought riches, and he continued to live in the same humble bungalow that he and Rosalynn constructed in 1961 in Plains, Ga. His study was a converted garage. Second, he took on superhuman challenges: Middle East peace, eradication of Guinea worm, energy independence — and, at a personal level, running as an unknown for president. (When he told his mother he was running for president, she supposedly asked, “President of what?” His campaign rented a hotel ballroom for his Iowa campaign kickoff, and just three people came.) Sure, Carter often fell short, but it’s only because he persistently aimed so unreasonably high that we’re talking about him today. Third, he was guided by principles more than politics, and he sought to use his platform to help others. That’s not to say he refused all moral compromises: He wanted to be elected governor of Georgia, so in 1970 he stayed quiet on civil rights and even feigned respect for the segregationist George Wallace. That’s an ethically complicated side of Carter, who believed that repudiating racists “would have been the end of my political career,” as he told Jonathan Alter, the author of an excellent biography of Carter and a contributor to Times Opinion. So he could indeed be calculating, but his aims were loftier than his means, and — imperfectly — he regularly did what he thought was right even when it was politically costly. My admiration for Carter was shaped by seeing him in the field. In 2007, I joined him on a trip to Africa, where he explained his passion for eradicating Guinea worm disease so that it could become the second human ailment, after smallpox, to be eliminated forever. He told me of seeing patients in agony from Guinea worm, which looks like a long white thread of spaghetti and can grow three feet long under the skin. “Little 3-, 4- and 5-year-old children were screaming uncontrollably with pain,” Carter told me. “I cried, along with the children.” I admire a man who seeks out suffering children, weeps unashamedly with them — and then does his utmost to eradicate the parasite that torments them. Perhaps Carter was so empathetic because he was the last president who truly grew up seeing poverty around him. His home had no electricity or running water until he was 11 years old, and he told me that many of the ailments he battled in Africa — such as worms and blinding trachoma — were common in rural Georgia when he was a child. Racism was endemic, and Carter’s father was a staunch segregationist. Yet Carter himself reportedly was the only prominent white man in Plains who refused to join the White Citizens’ Council, and when his church refused to integrate, he left to help found a new one that welcomed everyone. After being elected governor of Georgia in 1970, he placed a portrait of the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. in the State Capitol. As governor, Carter became convinced that a Black woman convicted of murder, Mary Prince, was innocent. After being elected president, he applied to be her parole officer so that he could take her to the White House to work with his family. Many Americans now accept that Carter did fine work as an ex-president but still judge him a failure as president. It’s true that his presidency, from 1977 to 1981, was a dismal time of inflation, recession, the Iran hostage crisis and the humiliating failure of the hostage rescue mission. But I don’t believe Carter is much to blame for those traumas, and it was he who started the process of taming inflation by recruiting Paul Volcker to run the Federal Reserve — even though Carter knew that the result might be a politically damaging recession. It was likewise Carter more than Reagan who deregulated American industry (trucking, airlines and natural gas). Carter could have responded to the hostage crisis with an ultimatum and missiles fired at Iran; some aides thought that was the proper course, and he said he probably would have been re-elected if he had bombed Tehran. But countless innocent Iranians would have died, and the hostages perhaps would then have been executed as well. So Carter resisted that course — even when Rosalynn urged him to consider it. A pioneer, Carter appointed more women and people of color than all previous presidents put together. He put solar panels on the White House roof. (Reagan pulled them down.) He established diplomatic relations with China. If you’re young, you probably don’t know that we faced an emerging crisis over the Panama Canal, one that Carter resolved at considerable political cost. The United States had controlled the Panama Canal, and many Americans were aghast at the idea of giving the area back to Panama. (“We stole it fair and square,” one senator noted.) But keeping the canal would have led to guerrilla resistance, sabotage, economic turmoil and enormous damage to American influence in Latin America, so Carter lanced the boil and negotiated its return. Most important, Carter achieved the Camp David peace agreement between Egypt and Israel, essentially ensuring Israel’s survival. In the 1973 war, combined Arab armies seriously endangered Israel, but without Egypt, the other Arab armies no longer appeared to constitute the same threat to its existence. So it’s grotesque when Carter is denounced as an antisemite because he criticized Israel’s harsh treatment of Palestinians. He arguably did more than any other president in the past half-century to secure Israel’s future. In any case, it was fitting that Carter spoke up for Palestinians, for he was the first president to put human rights forcefully on the global agenda. When you hear governments around the world criticize one another, sometimes hypocritically, for violating human rights, it was Carter who elevated the issue. Is all this the hallmark of a failed presidency? Carter’s favorite president was Harry Truman, likewise a strong-spined man whom many in Washington dismissed as an incompetent rube. But assessments of Truman have risen over the decades, and I’m betting the same will happen with Carter. Truman and Carter share political courage and a personal integrity that — long after political battles are forgotten — we can’t help admiring. After his defeat in 1980, Carter returned to Plains in disappointment and humiliation. He eschewed golf, corporate boards and lucrative speeches. Instead, he took on world peace. His Carter Center helped negotiate peace deals, monitored elections and battled tropical diseases. Carter told me that we conceive of human rights too narrowly as political rights. He believed passionately in a child’s right to health, peace, safety and opportunity, and that’s what he strove to advance. In Liberia, I saw his projects to bring peace and end sexual violence. In Ethiopia and Niger, I saw his work against river blindness. In Haiti, his work against deformity caused by lymphatic filariasis. In South Sudan, his work against Guinea worm. These diseases are devastating to impoverished people. Trachoma is an excruciating way to go blind; one woman told me it was like enduring the pain of childbirth — for years. As for lymphatic filariasis, it leaves people’s legs grotesquely disfigured and causes men’s scrotums to swell so much, they sometimes must carry them on a wheelbarrow. These are the people whose lives Carter has transformed, on a grand scale. In Nigeria alone, the Carter Center helped to treat 32 million people for a devastating parasite that causes a chronic ailment called schistosomiasis. “He redefined public service,” Senator Dick Durbin, Democrat of Illinois, told me. I once asked Carter about prayer — he was an evangelical Christian — and I found his answers illuminating. “I pray often during each day,” he told me. “Prayer helps internally, as a private conversation with my creator.” Carter was then fighting cancer that had spread to his brain and liver, and I assumed he was praying to be cured. But no. He suggested his prayers weren’t so much for recovery as for help in making the best of his condition, in being a follower of Jesus Christ and in being a blessing to others. So how did we get him so wrong? Why were we so unfair? I think one reason was that his presidency felt like a grim time and we wanted someone to blame, and another was that he was an outsider whose aspirations to be virtuous came across to some as sanctimonious. Other presidents concealed affairs, while Carter stepped up simply to confess that he had “looked on a lot of women with lust.” Too much information. One lesson for journalists like me is the danger of tumbling into a narrative that takes on a life of its own. Coverage of Carter came to revolve around the theme of a hapless president overwhelmed by the challenges of his office, and reporters could always find evidence to plug into that (or any) narrative. Carter was once fishing from a boat in a pond in Plains when a rabbit swam frantically for his boat. He used an oar to divert the rabbit, and it swam off. But Carter’s press secretary unwisely mentioned the incident to a reporter, and the upshot was gleeful coverage of a loser president outmatched by a “killer rabbit.” Cartoonists pounced, showing the leader of the free world cowering beneath a terrorist rabbit. The folk singer Tom Paxton caught the moment with a brutal song, “I Don’t Want a Bunny Wunny.” Fortunately for all of us, Carter found refuge from unfair attacks in service to humanity. That doggedness to help people is how I’ll always remember him. On that trip with Carter to Ethiopia, he told me of one of his life ambitions: to outlive the Guinea worm. He wanted to eradicate it from the planet before he died. “I’m determined to live long enough to see no cases of Guinea worm anywhere in the world,” he told me. He probably failed at that bold task, for there were still 14 human cases in 2023. But hold on: The total when Carter took on Guinea worm in 1986 was 3.5 million cases a year. Eradicating Guinea worm disease was quintessentially Carteresque. It wasn’t meant to burnish his legacy. Few had heard of it. Those suffering from it were among the most marginalized people in the world. Eradication was almost unimaginable. That was Carter. He took on herculean tasks and registered imperfect progress that left millions better off. I joined him on that Africa visit because his aides had told me it would be his last big foreign trip. That sounded historic. Upon reaching a remote village, he sat down in his bluejeans, and I began my interview by saying that this was his last major overseas trip. Carter interrupted me and glared. “Whatever would give you that idea?” he asked icily. He seemed to be planning to tour remote Ethiopian villages until perhaps his 200th birthday. No, he didn’t quite manage that. But few did so much to make this planet a better place. A Advertis Advertisement
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