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Cake day: August 17th, 2023

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  • Oh yeah, it is messed up and doesnt even cover the section where apparently another journalist the writer knows was bribed to try and coerce the flow of information to get that win. It basically confirms that there is already a willing lack of integrity somewhere to think it would work here.

    A few hours later, a colleague from another media outlet messaged me. He said that someone he knew asked him to ask me to change the report on the missile impact in Beit Shemesh, and that it would be “negligible” for me if I did make the change.

    Going further, the acquaintance even offered the journalist compensation, from his winnings, if he managed to convince me to change my report.











  • Their hand quivers, and they can feel their legs shake, “Maybe this is the time” they think to themselves, if they can find the courage that is.
    Maybe it will end like a meet-cute and the future love their life will get out their car and help them out and pick them up and send them on a glorious adventure.
    Or maybe it will just sever their spine and it will be over.
    But! The driver will remember them and their face for the rest of their life, their death having given meaning to their existence as the driver will go on to travel the world and have the adventure of a lifetime in response to this random stranger they collided with. Knowing that even if its not personally lived but that the adventure was had by their presence…

    But their daydreams are snapped out by the sound of a car horn and the engine roaring past.
    The moment is gone but the heart still flutters and the adrenaline pumps through their veins, less than the first time they thought about this but enough to still feel the rush of life they don’t live. “There is always the next car,” they think, “maybe, this time I will try yelling at them.”




  • Their hand quivers, and they can feel their legs shake, “Maybe this is the time” they think to themselves, if they can find the courage that is.
    Maybe it will end like a meet-cute and the future love their life will get out their car and help them out and pick them up and send them on a glorious adventure.
    Or maybe it will just sever their spine and it will be over.
    But! The driver will remember them and their face for the rest of their life, their death having given meaning to their existence as the driver will go on to travel the world and have the adventure of a lifetime in response to this random stranger they collided with. Knowing that even if its not personally lived but that the adventure was had by their presence…

    But their daydreams are snapped out by the sound of a car horn and the engine roaring past.
    The moment is gone but the heart still flutters and the adrenaline pumps through their veins, less than the first time they thought about this but enough to still feel the rush of life they don’t live. “There is always the next car,” they think, “maybe, this time I will try yelling at them.”




  • Polish Roman Catholic background. Not exactly tolerant either and now I live in a place that famously is Mennonite and Amish.

    That is a far more creative shirt than mine, wearing your own style is always incredible. However…

    If they will make you suffer why not suffer on your own terms for a cause you think worth it? Why wait to be starved by someone’s hand other than your own?

    I mean I get being scared of it and don’t make it a habit to hurt yourself needlessly. But I would rather live a life being myself as much as I can and be good to those who deserve it and let the weirdos who have a problem with it suffer my existence rather than the other way around. They don’t wish for my existence? To bad they can suffer, because I exist.
    But I said I have bad self preservation skills, we all can’t make it out of this world alive, and I have no intention of cheating the game.

    I wish you safety and health though. Its not good to feel at the whims of others.