We are screwed. They dont have the cajones.

Haha, I suck at math so didn't mean my previous post to sound like it was questioning your analysis. The rate over-populating humans are consuming resources doesn't jive with Earth's ability to replenish them. It's like driving drunk at a hundred miles an hour on an almost empty tank, hoping to make it to the next gas station a hundred miles away. Ain't gonna happen.

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The Portland riots were wrong as is any violent demonstration. Comparing them to the DC Capital insurrection is even worse. They were not organized by a political party. The fire of the riots was not fed by a politician much less the President of the United States. They were not meant to overthrow the Government. They were very small in comparison. Where in DC the the Republican Administration did little to nothing to quell the riot in Portland they sent in an Army of unmarked thugs to stop the riots. A lot of the rioting in Portland was caused by right wing groups. Portland was not near the size.

Although fact-checkers may quibble with Biden's math comparing COVID deaths to various wars, let's remember the point of it all in individual human terms.

To paraphrase: One death is a tragedy; a half-million is a statistic. Is that why psychopaths like Ron DeSantis, Donald Trump, Dick Cheney, Donald Rumsfeld, Robert McNamara, and so many others like them have learned to wield power without a discernable conscience to give them pause, as if they were on the side of righteousness?

If one lives long enough, many deaths will be experienced -- family, friends, casual acquaintances, and strangers. Each memory represents an unfathomable black hole for someone left behind. Thank God we now have a president who truly understands personal loss at a visceral level and can validate a nation's appalling suffering.

But will there ever be a permanent memorial to remember the souls who have fallen in Trump's failed war on COVID? It took about 60 years to build a monument for World War II veterans on the National Mall in Washington D.C., 42 years for the Korean War, and 20 years for Vietnam. The future memorials for the veterans of the Middle East wars and World War I are still in the pre-construction and funding phase.

While World War II and Korea were probably unavoidable given the complex geopolitical entanglements and all-out aggression by fanatical enemies, World War I (it's debatable), the Vietnam war, and the Bush wars in the Middle East, in hindsight, were largely preventable disasters -- a failure of leadership on nearly every level, much like Trump's insane debacle. The lives snuffed out by the COVID war should be honored with a memorial on the National Mall in a manner similar to our other war memorials.

So, to pick out one memorial no less or more significant and heart-wrenching than any others, let us harken back to the generation of Vietnam veteran warfighters now entering their twilight years, and pick one tragic death etched in stone from the 58,320 statistics on The Wall, who perished because of America's imperialistic notions of hegemony and world dominance driven by corrupt politicians and their enablers. Here is only one hero of only one war who was sacrificed on the altar of greed and power and lies:

It took five tries to shoot this rare photo of Jim. He would strike the required pose: the serious soldier, the Army's lean, mean, green, killing machine. Then, right before the photographer hit the button, poor Jim would break into his signature, ear-to-ear grin, replete with eyes sparkling in unbidden defiance and infectious delight.

It was hopeless; he just couldn't help himself. At first, the rest of us certainly weren't helping by making monkey faces behind the camera. After our DI lost his cool and threatened GAWDALMIGHTY against every sorry excuse for a human being in the room - especially MAGGOTPUKE Combs - the crowd grew uncomfortably quiet. No one dared blink, let alone snicker.

It was all to no avail - DI hollering, Jim serious, shutter opening, Jim smiling. Following each failed attempt, the level of verbal abuse reached new, unimaginable heights of disciplinary desperation, as the statue-like Jim barked out the proper, submissive responses: "No, Drill Sergeant; Yes Drill Sergeant; I WILL wipe that stupid smile off my stupid face, Drill Sergeant!" Not quite satisfied, the DI would glare at him, at us, at the cameraman, and slowly, very deliberately step back. Right on cue, Jim's ever-present, rubbery smile would betray him once again. Now it was getting serious ... for everybody but Jim.

The only way the Army finally obtained their false portrait of our spontaneous comedian was when the now-wiser cameraman was able to capture Jim's stony-faced facade while the DI was still spewing out invectives from three feet away. Unfair! They caught him off guard!

Jim was one of those irrepressible free spirits who lived in the absolute present -- didn't talk much about his past, didn't think much about his future. From what little he had imparted, I gathered that he grew up in Canada in an orphanage, could not cite any family except some distant aunt he never knew, drifted down to California, and ended up in the Army. So what's to know? Here we are; let's live! And we did, to the fullest.

I met him in this life for only four short months, but it seemed like an eternity. We trained together at Fort Lewis in '69 during Basic and AIT. Maggots with no claim to real soldier status, Jim and I were nonetheless proud to be considered among the best grunts in the company at the time. We could outrun almost anyone, scored high on all the courses, and became proficient in the weapons and tactics of combat infantry, Eleven Bravo Ten.

Of course, none of that nonsense was what made us the best in the eyes of those who really mattered: our own platoon. And we were respected by these guys mostly because of Jim's completely irreverent attitude against all authority. I was honored to be his close ally and fellow rebel. We sneaked out at night every chance we got, broke every rule we could, and defied the bastards at every turn. The most important thing we did, however, was to help each other and the rest of our buddies get through a terrible ordeal when no one else seemed to care about us. We wouldn't have made it with our sanity intact without Jim's contagious laughter.

One of the toughest moments in my life was shaking his hand as he stood in line with our unit to get immunity shots and fly out of Oakland Army Base. Five hours earlier, they held my orders after my dad complained about having two of his sons being deployed to Viet Nam at the same time. I was sent to Germany, and Jim was sent to his death. As the door closed between us, forever, my friend looked back and flashed a last smile.

He didn't really die, though. He lives in my head and gets me through hard times. I just hope the jungle that he disappeared into and the bullet that took him out didn't wipe the smile off his face completely. How could Nam not have turned him into another hard-bitten, cynical soldier? After four months of combat, it probably did. But whatever evil tried to kill his spirit, I am confident that it did not ultimately succeed.

It's funny; after all these years, I can still see his smile and still hear his laughter. It's what keeps me going. So take a moment and look into those eyes. You'll see the Jim Combs I know: always on the verge of smiling, and always failing in his best effort to take seriously anything or anyone ... except his buddies.

- a friend

Florida is number 1 in the new varients of Covid-19. The super spreader CPAC event will spread all through out the country. Round 2. Republicans need not complain about economic affects that they cause.

The Republican Party hardly deserves the description of being Conservative anymore. Radical is more fitting. Certainly the Conservative ones are vastly outnumbered by the radical ones.

In the 18th century, Americans fought English, monarchial fascism at a terrible price. In the 19th century, Americans fought their own racism and fascism at a terrible price. In the 20th century, Americans fought German racism and fascism at a terrible price. In the 21st century, Americans are still fighting their own racism and fascism. The dead down through the centuries who paid that terrible price are speaking to us. Are Republicans listening? When will they ever learn?

Of course the basket of despicable and deplorable Trumpian Republicans emboldened by Herr Drumpf and his overt bigotry and hate-mongering, white-supremacist attitudes and policies (his only political cache) would proudly display an obscure Nazi symbol, assuming everyone else is as dumb as they are and wouldn't notice -- and then when the jig is up, stupidly try to deny it with fake outrage.

Mea culpa. I'm sorry that certain individuals might be offended when Trumpian/Republican hypocrisy and intellectual dishonesty are exposed and will try harder to attack the bankrupt ideologies and repugnant lies themselves rather than those who may knowingly or unknowingly spread them. After all, we are all flawed human beings, some more than others, and can be easily subjected to victimization by the horribly destructive and pervasive right-wing brainwash when that's the dirty filter through which we insist on viewing the world.

CPAC/QANON/Proud Boys/Oath Keepers/Klu Klux Klan/Arrayan Nations/3 Percenters meeting:

Governor of SD Kristi Noem gets standing ovation for saying that Dr Fauci is wrong. She has a BA in Political Science from South Dakota State University and 26 traffic citations. She is also the Governor of the state that is number 2 (North Dakota is number 1) in cases of Covid by population.

"Nazi symbol-like stage shape[edit]

In 2021, social media users compared the shape of the stage to the Elder Futhark rune Odal (ᛟ).[34] This symbol was adopted in Nazi Germany as the badge of the SS Race and Settlement Main Office,[35] responsible for maintaining the racial purity of the Nazi Schutzstaffel (SS), as well as by the 7th SS Volunteer Mountain Division Prinz Eugen, the 23rd SS Volunteer Panzer Grenadier Division Nederland, and many neo-Nazi groups worldwide.[36] The particular rendition with wings or serifs has no historical significance outside of Nazi Germany.[37] The fact-checking website Snopes was "unable to verify at the time of writing whether the allusion to the Nazi symbol was made intentionally or consciously by any CPAC organizers".[34]" From Wikipedia

Hypocritical? Moi?