The Russian fleet is believed to be sailing to the Syrian port of Tartus. Russia’s defense ministry said on October 10 that the country was poised to transform its naval facility there into a permanent base.
That’s the last paragraph of this story about Russian warships moving to their new military foothold in the Middle East. It should be the first paragraph – in fact it’s short enough to be a sub-title, or one of those excerpts you see highlighted by font modifications in some blog posts.
Really, this is an extremely clever ploy on the reptilian aliens in rubber masks part. No matter which way the referendum to leave the European Eunion goes the foul lizards maintain their power base while destabilizing the EuEu politically, economically, and worst of all publically – revealing underlying tendencies toward racism and classism that many Britons may be surprised to see in their society.
Not that they have anything on the US as far racism/classism/dickism go. I mean we didn’t invent the concept of an underclass that is kept in a menial condition dependent on the overclass’ largesse, but we do it with such deeply seated, rooted, yet repressed utter racism that we get all the points for style. We’re number one! We’re number one!
(Click the image to read the full story at ArsTechnica.com)
I like to think these people, primitive as they were, took some pride in the craftsmanship shown by their weapons and tools.
I choose to believe that Og who was good at making points but not at making shafts traded with Grf who made great shafts but lousy points: for a certain amount of the passage of the Bright Thing from when it returns Og will sharpen Grf’s points, while in turn Grf will straighten Og’s shafts.
Then they contract with some distributor tribe to offer their sharpened sticks to outliers in return for colorful, glowy seashells they say they get from giants like anyone would buy that.
The Outliers are obviously in league with the bad spirits who cause babies to die and take life from the Old Ones. Some day Og and Grf will stop selling them spears and they’ll invade their land with new, improved spears tipped with sharpened bits of the seashells they get from them. Then they’ll control the seashell supply and no one else will get any weaponized seashell products.
These people weren’t just savages in competition for the meager resources they could find lying about – these people were entrepreneurs, dammit!
The word “mayday”, famously used in distress calls from ships at sea, is actually a mangling of the French word “m’aidez”, or “help me”.
Also May Day is, since about 1880 or-so, International Workers’ Day – so kiss a comrade today.
And it’s the anniversary of the Haymarket Massacre when police in Chicago killed 4 marchers in a peaceful protest. And that is, I’m pretty sure, the reason for it being International Workers’ Day.
But “May Day”, or something similar at this time of year, has been celebrated in religious traditions for probably thousands of years, originally simply to mark the end of winter. In the colonies that became the U.S. “freethinkers” celebrated May Day with maypole dances along with Native Americans (in the early years before real estate values went up).
And May Day is a reminder that it is only three days until May The Fourth Be With You day.
And only four days until Cinco de Mayo, celebrating Mexican Independence Mexico’s defeat of the French at the Battle of Puebla in 1862.
All of which makes me think the 1st through the 5th of May should be a national holiday – or whichever five weekdays fall closest. We don’t want to get cheated with weekends being included.