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Trump Joins the Axis. NATO Dead. WW111 Imminent?
GammaGlobulin replied to Old Croc's topic in Political Soapbox
He is placing power or embarrassment before world order? Which is it? Power? Or... Embarrassment? Let's make up our minds here. -
Dear Folks, Speaking of nostalgia, is there anyone here old enough to recall the wonderful old days of Hong Kong’s Kai Tak Airport during its glory days? Those were the days when one could completely Tank-Up at Kai Tak, and fly, completely drunk, out of Hong Kong to almost any major city in the world. That airport, Kai Tak, was a jewel within the jewel of Hong Kong. Nobody cared how drunk one might have been, just as long as one was not falling-down drunk, and provided one was polite, without having offended anyone. If one were really drunk and weaving a bit, this was still considered to be fairly normal behavior. Neigh!, it was expected if one drank like a horse. This is why I hate to fly in modern times. By comparison, in order to have really enjoyed one’s flight out of cities like Hong Kong, one, in ancient times, needed to start with a dozen drinks at several good bars at Kai Tak airport, and then to have continued on with two bottles of champagne, once seated comfortably aboard one’s flight. Those were the days when the stewards and stewardesses would serve any well-dressed passenger without restraint. They did not care. And, if one were unable to disembark the aircraft upon reaching the destination, they would just order a wheelchair, and think none-the-less of the passenger. Utter bliss and frivolity, at least for me, at Kai Tak. And, as I recall, I was not the only one. Sometimes, one just needs to let one’s hair down, and Kai Tak once was the place to do so. Sadly, those Kai Tak days are now over. And, I know you will recall that wonderful flooring of the airport, with the hard-rubber bubbles (dimples), which made vibrating sounds as you pushed your luggage cart back and forth, from bar to bar. Those bars were excellent with perfect decor and solicitous bartenders. They would pour drink after drink, no matter how sloshed one became. And, if you could walk or crawl to the gate, then you were fit to fly. Nobody was rowdy, back then, no matter how much alcohol had been consumed. And so, nobody feared the frequently-drunken frequent-flyer. Well, any good stories to tell about Kai Tak? And, I do NOT mean stories about the approach, or turning on final, or lining up with the runway. Those stories have already been told, and re-told. I have a story to tell, but you first, please. Sometimes, I just get so sick of our modern world in which any type of interesting behavior is banned. Or, they put you in cuffs and cart you off to the lock-up, for doing almost nothing at all. Fortunately, I am now too old to have fun like that. And, as well, I choose to no longer fly to Hong Kong… Now that the communists have reclaimed the colony. Regards, Gamma Note: Those were the days. The very-good old days. Note2: They have taken all the fun out of flying, these days. No longer any point in flying, obviously. Note3: I seem to clearly recall that China Airlines (Taiwan) would give us, in business class, flying out of Hong Kong, unlimited champagne, quality wine, and cheese. But you had to drink and eat fast. The flight was just too short in duration. Yes, it was entirely possible to drink two bottles of champagne, and eat quite a bit of expensive European cheese, on that short flight. When trying this, though, it was a must to, no matter how drunk, always be polite. No Way!...do they offer this same service…now! How I miss those great days of ….. FREEDOM…..!!!! That, my friends…was true freedom, freedom which we have not now, these days of prudery and citizen-arrest. Freedom: Poor old Richie Havens knew Nothing about Freedom, IMHO…and neither did the hippies…He was not free, free to fly the way Man was intended to fly.
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Fortunately, we were just-barely spared the dumbest presidency in history... The presidency of Harris. Would you prefer her over Trump? Yes? No? You dare not say. You dare not say what you know to be true.
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Dear Folks, I guess everybody recalls this wonderful song, and it was great...TRULY. I even had the album, as I recall. And, it was fine. However, if one were to stray off the beaten track with BOB....(not Bob Smith) heaven forbid, of course.... Then there were other lyrics which were downright....embarrassing. It happened to me, one time, when I had two albums of Bob's aplaying... And then, Bob started singing about some fairly taboo moves, and NOT just his usual night moves... Downright EMBARRASSING, for sure, when sitting around with a fairly "new" date. I will not post the raunchiest ones here. But, no doubt, you know the ones. So, my GF was not too embarrassed, as it turned out, because she was Chinese, and English was her second language. (Back in 1974) It was I who had the red face. And she thought nothing of it, since she had no idea what Bob was singing about. If she only knew.... She might have been titillated, and this is a known unknown. Wish she had known, now that I think of it...in fact. So my question is why and how did Bob come up with such raunchy lyrics, in the first place. Did you enjoy them? Were you disgusted by them? Or, what? Best regards, Gamma Note: NO, this is a family-friendly site. And so, I will not hurt the forum by posting some of Bob's lyrics here. You can find the choicest lyrics, for yourselves....if you wish. But...personally, I would not go to the trouble.
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Dear Friends of Mine: As usual, I often think it almost criminal when some member here posts an inquiry, and then receives a lot of helpful advice, ....and... Then cannot even take the time to provide and update concerning... The upshot. Under this Topic, there were many valuable suggestions. And, if I were one with more time on my hands.... Then I might have chosen some more perfect solution. However, the Hot Season and the Smoking Season are nigh.... Maybe only a week or so in the future, around March First. Therefore, I needed to act fast....and... Put my hopes for the perfect solution on hold...until...maybe... Next years. This is why, I opted for the material: Locally called Fiber Cement Board. This board meets most of my requirements. Completely opaque. Can be installed in a jiffy. Quite water resistant, as far as I know. Strong as all get-out. The minuses might include lack of sufficient ability to limit sound transmission. However, I can just test it, first, and see if I am OK with it, as is. Also, of course, thermal transmission might not be all that I had originally hoped for. Yet, still, using this board will limit thermal transmission from radiation quite a bit, given that I have two layers of it. Also, same goes for convection of heat, I think. Sometimes, we cannot ask for the Moon, when there is not enough time to get one's duck in order. This solution I chose, as a temporary solution is really not so terrible. If I had had more time, I might have installed something else. But, the Ides of March is not far off. And, in a week or so, it's gonna get HOT, and it's gonna get SMOKY. Using this board, I will be protected... Thank the Lord. (I suppose, if I really want to, I can add some outer insulation to this board...and, I am thinking of Dryvit. Have you ever heard of this product?) They call it...OUTsulation....haha. And, I guess it works well. I once knew the guy who owned the company.... https://www.dryvit.com/systems/continuous-insulation-us/outsulation/ All is well that ends reasonably well.... Best regards, Gamma
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The inner monologue is sometimes available if one asks the AI, explicitly, to show this monologue to the human observer. For example, this is possible using DeepSeek, if I am not much mistaken. If one is still not satisfied with the VERBOSITY of the record of the monologue provided on the first try, then one can ask DeepSeek to be more verbose. And then, it will provide what you asked for, even though this might take a bit more time.