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Hire his profile: https://www.quora.com/profile/Jim-Springer-8 I love how detailed it is but lacks his college or university name but he probably went to hogwards and their he started experimenting with drugs

But sadly he has some haters that claim his iq is below 80 https://www.quora.com/Whats-Jim-Springers-IQ

half of the accounts I made today got banned and half didn't (according to https://cable.ayra.ch/reddit/) . I don't know what's causing this

title

Idk if there's even drama (comments just seem vaguely confused) but let's just laugh at games journ*lism

There's guns across the river about to pound you

There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you

Bounty hunters are dancing all around you

Billy, they don't like you to be so free

Camping out all night on the veranda

Walking in the streets down by the hacienda

Up to Boot Hill the like to send you

Billy, don't you turn your back on me

There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces

Bullet holes and rifles in their cases

There is always one more notch in four more aces

Billy, and you're playing all alone

Playing around with some sweet senorita

Into her dark chamber she will greet you

In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you

Billy, and you're going all alone

They say that Pat Garrett's got your number

So sleep with one eye open, when you wander

If every little sound just might be thunder

Thunder from the barrel of his gun

There's always another stranger sneaking glances

Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances

Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances

Advances on your spirit and your soul

The businessmen from Taos want you to go down

So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down

Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down

To be hunted by the man who was your friend

So hang on to your woman, if you got one

Remember in El Paso once you shot one

I'll be in Santa Fe about one

Billy, you've been running for so long

Gypsy queens will play your grand finale

Way down in some Tularosa alley

Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley

Billy, you're so far away from home

I have no idea what this is but the title is pretty fricking funny

https://x.com/kharonart/status/1510088528373420033

https://x.com/lemyawn/status/1508257766653239298

Rep. Matt Gaetz Votes Against Capping Insulin Prices, Says People Should Just Lose Weight

The scene was ghastly. Four people lay sprawled on the pavement in the immediate aftermath of a mortar strike on civilians fleeing a Ukrainian town Sunday morning. A mother and two children were already dead as soldiers knelt over a man who had been with the family, frantically trying to save him as he took his last breaths.

A New York Times photographer approached from behind a nearby building and aimed her camera.

Like many war images, Lynsey Addario’s photo of the dead and dying was never guaranteed to be published. Newsrooms have for decades been cautious when it comes to displaying such graphic images, weighing the journ*listic benefits of chronicling the horror against the distress it might cause readers and the victims’ families.

They also use it as an excuse to publish shit this AIDs ridden nonsense from the times where they make a bunch of big claims and give literally nothing to back it up with. Not a single picture from the event they're talking about, just a header one take days before.

Is it real? Who knows? And who cares?

But, as their colleagues around the world have done with many other disturbing images from Russia’s invasion of Ukraine, the Times’s photo editors decided that, in this case, exposing the war’s brutality outweighed decorum. Addario’s photo led the Times’s website Sunday, and was splashed across the top of the front page of the print newspaper on Monday, spanning five of its six columns.

And by doing that they gave me the reader, the person you're trying to influence, to believe them. I think that event happened because they showed the evidence they claim existed