“I’m a carefree range rider, just a drift’n cowpoke”. All allegedly, and my opinion. I’m just some guy, after all. No lists.
Under the Volcano in Leewards.
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Terrain features. Here’s what they look like on a map and up close. I hope this helps you to start visualizing terrain lines on a map as what they represent.
I used various sources of maps to find a clear example of what the terrain lines look like.
First one, a Cliff.
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Le 20 février 1916, à la veille du début de la bataille de Verdun, un Officier écrit, pour la dernière fois, à sa femme…
Ma très chère et très aimée Marie,
Dieu l’a ainsi décidé, cette lettre est la dernière que vous lirez de moi !
Je l’écris après avoir reçu l’ordre de diriger une attaque qui doit entraîner les plus grands sacrifices – le mien en particulier.
Je la confie à un officier du 232ème, le lieutenant Ruez, qui vous la fera parvenir, quand mon sacrifice aura été accompli.
J’offre volontiers ma vie à la France, en vue de la grandeur de laquelle j’ai toujours travaillé et vécu.
Je partirai en Chrétien, après avoir accompli mes devoirs religieux.
Ceci sera pour votre âme si chrétienne la meilleure des consolations pendant notre séparation momentanée ; ce sera un exemple pour nos chers enfants.
En vous quittant ainsi, je vous laisserai, je l’espère, un souvenir qui vous soutiendra dans la vie.
Soyez assurée que je vous aime comme je vous ai toujours aimée et que j’emporte dans le cœur notre image chérie, ainsi que celles de mes quatre enfants, dans l’âme desquels vous me ferez revivre.
Le temps nous manque pour adresser un dernier adieu à ma bonne et vénérée mère, je vous prie de lui annoncer ma mort au Champ d’Honneur. Venant de vous qu’elle affectionne particulièrement, ce coup lui sera moins rude.
Dites-lui que son âme a forgé la mienne et que je l’embrasse du fond de mon cœur, ainsi que mon père qui fut mon modèle.
Je n’oublie aucun des nôtres dans ma dernière vision de la Vie.
Mon baiser le plus affectueux à mes chers petits Pierre, Louis, Anne et Charlotte ;
à vous mon plus tendre adieu et au Revoir !
Votre Paul
#11novembre
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Today is the anniversary of the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
(Tiktok via @McFarlandTweets)
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This incredible documentary by @rehoov tells the story too few ever want to mention and discuss. It’s the story of the widespread ethnic cleansing of the Jewish people from all the Arab and Muslim lands since 1948. Nearly a million came to Israel, the rest to the US and some Europe.
These Jewish communities lived in those lands for centuries before Islam even existed. Over 1400 years their numbers were decimated. They’d never lived in Europe. Never came from Europe. And they make up more than half the Jewish population of Israel.
This was the real Nakba. But unlike Arabs and the UN who intentionally kept their own people in camps and cages for 78 years, Israel absorbed all of these Jews within a few years. Each one.
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College student:
“Jews are refugees. They have no right to self-determination. Israel has no sovereignty.”
The response that shut the room down:
“Millions of Jews left Auschwitz with nowhere to go.
Not one country on Earth took them in.
A million and a half Jews fought in World War II…
and still couldn’t bomb the tracks to the gas chambers.
Because they had no army.
No country.
No power.
The day Jews could finally defend themselves…
is the day Jews stopped dying.”
Hamas has said it out loud for two years:
They will keep going until every last Jew is dead.
You’re telling Israelis to dismantle their self-defense “for peace.”
Hamas is telling them: “Do it and we’ll slaughter you.”
And somehow… Hamas is winning the argument inside your head.
Go learn the actual history.
Then come back and talk. 🇮🇱
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Suicide in the Trenches
I KNEW a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.
In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.
You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you’ll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.
Siegfried Sassoon
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Evergreen.
There’s a strange type of man in America today.
He has soft hands and sharp words. He talks endlessly of peace, but fantasizes about violence. He rails against masculinity, yet wants to wield power. He despises weapons, but dreams of using the state as a gun. He calls himself educated, but speaks like a zealot. He waves foreign flags, hates his own countrymen, and believes men can be women and women can be men.
You’ve seen him. You’ve argued with him. And right after he hurls his insults, he blocks you. Because deep down, even he knows he cannot back it up.
He is the child of a civilization in decline. Raised without God. Taught that strength is violence, masculinity is toxic, and truth is subjective. He’s been fed purpose through ideology, and fear through propaganda.
He doesn’t worship a higher power, he worships power itself.
And he wants the state to do what he never could: silence you, disarm you, erase you. But here's the fatal flaw in their fantasy:
They don’t run the state.
They don’t hold the rifles.
They don’t know violence.
They only post about it.
So what happens when the Leviathan they helped build doesn’t come to their rescue? What happens when the men they mocked and threatened are the ones holding the line?
This is how a nation comes apart. Not through civil war, but through a spiritual collapse. By elevating the weak and shaming the strong. By crowning confusion and exiling clarity. By teaching sons to hate their fathers, and citizens to hate their flag.
So to those soft handed radicals who dream of revolution but tremble at recoil: If you’ve exiled God, disarmed yourself, and put your faith in a state you don’t control…
What exactly is your plan?
Because the ones you despise... the ones with calloused hands, faith in their chests, and weapons slung across their backs.....
They’re still here.
And they’re not confused.
Again, what is your plan? You’ve already chosen submission. Spiritually, physically, morally. All that’s left is for someone to tell you when to kneel. And I am here to tell you exactly that. You should thank me. Because refusing this truth won’t end well for you. Not because I said so… but because history always does.
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There’s a strange type of man in America today.
He has soft hands and sharp words. He talks endlessly of peace, but fantasizes about violence. He rails against masculinity, yet wants to wield power. He despises weapons, but dreams of using the state as a gun. He calls himself educated, but speaks like a zealot. He waves foreign flags, hates his own countrymen, and believes men can be women and women can be men.
You’ve seen him. You’ve argued with him. And right after he hurls his insults, he blocks you. Because deep down, even he knows he cannot back it up.
He is the child of a civilization in decline. Raised without God. Taught that strength is violence, masculinity is toxic, and truth is subjective. He’s been fed purpose through ideology, and fear through propaganda.
He doesn’t worship a higher power, he worships power itself.
And he wants the state to do what he never could: silence you, disarm you, erase you. But here's the fatal flaw in their fantasy:
They don’t run the state.
They don’t hold the rifles.
They don’t know violence.
They only post about it.
So what happens when the Leviathan they helped build doesn’t come to their rescue? What happens when the men they mocked and threatened are the ones holding the line?
This is how a nation comes apart. Not through civil war, but through a spiritual collapse. By elevating the weak and shaming the strong. By crowning confusion and exiling clarity. By teaching sons to hate their fathers, and citizens to hate their flag.
So to those soft handed radicals who dream of revolution but tremble at recoil: If you’ve exiled God, disarmed yourself, and put your faith in a state you don’t control…
What exactly is your plan?
Because the ones you despise... the ones with calloused hands, faith in their chests, and weapons slung across their backs.....
They’re still here.
And they’re not confused.
Again, what is your plan? You’ve already chosen submission. Spiritually, physically, morally. All that’s left is for someone to tell you when to kneel. And I am here to tell you exactly that. You should thank me. Because refusing this truth won’t end well for you. Not because I said so… but because history always does.
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November is Islamophobia Awareness Month. Christopher Hitchens warned that the term was invented to place criticism of Islam beyond ordinary debate and to recreate blasphemy rules under a new name.
The campaign treats objection to doctrine, migration patterns or specific conduct as a form of prejudice. The effect is to narrow the space for argument.
Hitchens called the result a symptom of surrender. The month continues.
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NEW COVER! Now available on all major streaming platforms!
Thank you Subdued Sessions for capturing this song! The full video is on their YouTube channel.
“Cowboy’s Lament”, also known as “The Streets of Laredo” is an old cowboy poem with Irish roots, written down by Frank Maynard in the late 1800s. It has been covered thousands of times, and every version is different! Here’s my take on this old cowboy classic.
#tengallonhat #western #cowboymusic #wildwest #classiccountry
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A compilation of greatest hits in our ten-year investigation of Ilhan Omar.
cc: @hughhewitt
David Steinberg: The curious case beyond reasonable doubt powerlineblog.com/archives/2…
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Now available on all streaming platforms!
“Cowpoke” - originally written by Stan Jones in 1951
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